"Yeah, well, you understand the slight rush of things considering what's happening. A lot of guys are quickly trying to at least be married just in case they don't make it back home.", Steve sighed at the thought that there would be a ton of widows more than likely before this war would come to an end.
The priest patted his back, "Ah, this war will end. After all, I pray to God every day, and I feel a bit weight coming off each day. So, weddings are what I do best, next to christening babies and doing Sunday lectures, and occasionally, a potluck around the holidays, and hope is there in all of them, so do not let go of that hope, young man. Now, no more fretting of it. Your lady is already halfway.".
Steve nodded softly as he had never taken off his eyes from Peggy during the short conversation there, and he smiled lovingly as she got closer, reaching out to take her hand as he bowed his head in thanks to Whitmore who smiled, nodding, letting go of Peggy.
As they went to stand face to face before the priest, Steve whispered, "Hi...You look amazing that nearly took my breath away when you first appeared...", and Peggy blushed pink, smiling, looking at him through her transparent veil, whispering, "Hi...You look so handsome that I nearly wanted to kiss you, not caring about tradition for a second...".
Steve gave a soft chuckle, "No blame there...", as he rubbed the back of her hands in his hands lovingly, and the priest then cleared his throat, showing up his hands, signaling the nun to stop the music, "Ladies and gentlemen, on this beautiful night, we are here to witness the matrimony of bringing those two people right here, Steven Grant Rogers and Margaret Elizabeth Carter. If there's anyone who dares object for this couple and stop the wedding, best to beat the bush before I get impatient!", with a smirk, trying to defuse the seriousness, giving a bit of humor to the situation.
Mole obviously was starting to raise his hand before Jacques made sure that he held it down; now wasn't the time for a funny prank, or at least, it was only acceptable from the priest in this instant, "Alright then.". The priest nodded as he looked at Steve and Peggy, "If the two of you have any vows you wish to say, go ahead.".
Peggy squeezed his hands gently, taking a deep breath, "Steve, I'm usually quick on my feet and I have solutions or ideas in my mind as fast as I can, but this...I never thought I would find a man like you to fit my life like a missing piece of my own puzzle, yet when you came into my life, it was wonderful, with meaningful dates, warm smiles, comfortable snuggles on the couch, and having a grand old time in your home city, and now, right here, right now, my life is going to get even more wonderful and exciting, being together in love no matter what anybody says, sees, or even asks for the papers, and I will happily take every moment with you as your wife for I love you so much, Steven Grant Rogers.".
The attention turned to Steve as he took a deep breath. "Peggy.", he began. "Until recently, my life was fairly poor in a multitude of reasons, my health was a mess, and that, in turn, certainly didn't make me have that much luck with other women. And then you came into my life, and liked me for who I was, and you still keep that love for me despite how I am today. You're the most perfect woman that I've ever met, and I'm blessed every day that you're in my life. I love you, Margaret Elizabeth Carter.".
Peggy's eyes prickled with tears as she slightly tried to hold back a happy sob, as the crew and Whitmore is either crying or awing quietly, with Cookie speaking softly near Packard, "Are you crying?".
Packard hiccupped, "No...Well, maybe, but darn it, those lovebirds are putting it hard on me not to cry.", and Cookie smiled, handing over a handkerchief as she took it.
The priest then cleared his throat, "Do you have the rings?", and Steve nodded, and the priest smiled, "Speak after me, young man. I take you as my wife, to love you with all my soul and heart, to treat you with honesty, compassion, encouragement, trust, and love, to take care of you through tribulations and miracles, and to be there for you every day, year, decade, and beyond.".
Steve copied him, gently sliding the ring into Peggy's ring finger, the marriage finger, smiling as Peggy smiled so happily, and then the priest turned to Peggy, doing the almost same thing, and with blinking away the tears, Peggy copied him, gently sliding the other ring into Steve's marriage finger.
Smiling warmly, the priest then nodded, "Steve, do you take Margaret Elizabeth Carter to be your wife, to love her through the rolling years of life, and to give her a home, a family, and to be together forever until death?".
Steve took a deep breath. "I do.", he said as the priest turned to Peggy, "And do you, Peggy, take Steven Grant Rogers to be your husband, to love him through the rolling years of life, and to give him a home, a family, and to be together forever until death?".
"I do.", Peggy nodded. The priest then smiled, "Then before God and this revered church, vested by me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Please take the veil off and kiss your bride.".
Steve reached to take it and gently swept the veil up and back over Peggy's head, and he exhaled, looking at Peggy as she's even more breathtaking, and he smiled, resting a hand on her cheek, wrapping his other arm around her as he leaned in to kiss her tenderly, lovingly, and passionately.
Peggy wrapped her arms around his back and neck as she closed her eyes, reveling in the kiss, their first kiss as husband and wife that lasted almost a minute before they pulled back, looking at each other in the eyes as Steve whispered, "Hello, my beautiful wife.", smiling reverently in love.
"Hello, my handsome husband...", Peggy whispered, smiling radiantly, and as the priest announced, "I give you Mr. and Mrs. Rogers!", and the crew including Whitmore cheered, applauding and smiling and laughing.
Peggy, earlier, had agreed to keep Carter for her agent job, her British residence and such, to keep the scent off from Hydra and the Nazis in case if they picked up the news of Steve Rogers as the chosen man of Erskine's experiment.
Steve took another deep breath as the applause from the others settled down. "Well, at least we won't have any regrets when we're shipped out.", he whispered as she chuckled.
"Who knows, maybe we'll still get jobs on the stateside. Maybe they'll have you sell war bonds.", Peggy reminded as he shook his head and she nodded, "I know, last thing you want is to feel like you're not making a real difference out there.".
Steve nodded, happy that his wife understood him...Gods, his wife...He's married...Peggy asked softly, "Steve?", and he whispered, "We're married...", with a laugh.
Peggy then smiled happily, "Yes, we are, and you know how it starts...", with a wiggle of her eyebrow, and Steve whispered, "You are really breathtaking right now...And yes, I do...".
Peggy blushed pink, smiling as Steve smiled at her, and so, they got congratulated by the crew and Whitmore, and he smiled, "Well, I wouldn't mind being your personal chauffeur in a way with my car. And before you ask, you are fine for a couple of days or three for your honeymoon. You can take the train to D.C., and we will tell you what we had figured out for the story beyond what they will tell me of your plans with the White House, alright?".
Steve smiled, "Thank you, Mr. Whitmore.", and Audrey laughed, "Let's go!", and after signing all the official documents and papers for American records, and thanking the priest warmly, the car and the storage truck went out of the alley, heading for Brookyln, with Steve's directions to help Whitmore out.
After 30 minutes, even with the less nightly traffic, which is becoming infamous in this city, they made it to Steve's apartment building, and everybody hugged, shook hands, congratulating the couple for a second time before Peggy went to throw the bouquet to the frantically catching crew, and when a hand caught, the crew dispersed, revealing Jacques, with a dramatically pouting Mole, "Not fair!".
Steve opened up the door when the two of them reached the apartment, taking a deep breath as he looked around. "I swear, there were a few moments I was sure that we weren't going to be here ever again.", he said.
Peggy smiled, "It feels good to come home in a way...", and Steve chuckled, "New York is always going to be a home, but anywhere with you, even in England or Atlantis, I'm home with you...", squeezing her hand.
"Steve...", Peggy whispered before kissing him passionately, wrapping her arms around his neck and Steve moaned softly as he welcomed her in his mouth, with one hand wrapping around her waist, bringing them closer, using his other fumbling hand to grab the door behind them and lock it tight, glad after the whole playful teasing with Jacques when he realized that he'd be married next thanks to the bouquet he caught, he cleverly gave Steve an efficient sign for the doorknob outside the door in the hallway.
Steve murmured, "Peggy...Oh, gods, clearly my body is rearing to go...", feeling that his body is remembering the last time they did this, and now he can feel his big man getting hard and growing to be full mast by the minute, no need for pills anymore just like the past few days of making out so good, almost tempting the line after the big day.
Peggy pleaded softly between barely breathing in the tongue dance and such, "Please touch me...Get those layers off me...I'm already getting wet at the thought of finally seeing you in your newfound glory without clothes in the way.".
"Boy, you are absolutely wild sometimes, you know that?", Steve chuckled as Peggy laughed. "Very unladylike for sure, certainly not for an English woman, that's for sure.", she teased.
Steve smirked softly, "Well, then let's not make you wait, my wife...", before moving in to ravish her neck passionately, his hands taking off the choker necklace, zipping a small portion of the back, and then fumbled with the buttons while Peggy moaned loudly in pleasure, mussing his hair with her hands, "Oh, Steve, yes!", moving down around his neck and then went to unbutton the jacket, her eyes closed due to the pleasure she's feeling, as her hands is using touch.
"Peggy, I haven't even really taken anything off yet...", Steve chuckled as Peggy blushed. "Sorry, the excitement and all that was getting to me there. I can hold it at least for a few minutes.", she apologized.
"At least until we're both stripped down, then you can go as excitable and wild as you wish.", Steve replied with a smile. Peggy smiled, "You really know how to make me feel happy...".
Steve went back to change his pace, slowly ravishing his wife's neck with his lips, tongue, and such, while finally finding the proper way to get the buttons out of the lower back's dress, while Peggy gasped and moaned softly in pleasure as she went to slowly get the jacket buttons freed, going for the vest next, as the shirt is only a few buttons on top, knowing that when the buttons are freed from the shirt, she can then caress his skin and help him get everything up top off.
"We both know how to make the other happy.", Steve said as he finished with her buttons and helped her get her dress off, pushing it down past her shoulders, making it fall. "For someone who has been underground for a few weeks, you don't look too bad.", he teased her.
Peggy laughed, "Steve! You're lucky that I had a washup in one of the suiting place's rare bathrooms in the apartment upstairs!", and Steve purred softly, "Well, you are even more beautiful than ever...", looking over her as she stood in her unmentionables, leggings, blushing with a smile, "Steve...", her hands helping take the freed jacket, vest, and shirt off him.
"You like what you see?", Steve asked as Peggy chuckled. "If that's a trick to get me to say that I'm vain or something, it's not working, mister.", Peggy tapped her finger on his nose as she smirked while her other hand traced along his chest and stomach.
Steve smiled wryly, "Oh, no, you will never be vain...And I noticed a couple of vain girls in school who loved to gossip and fret about their makeup when I was little, and you're far better than them, if only I had met you when I was a child...but now, you will always be better for me as I love you so much...", his hand stroking her cheek.
Peggy blushed even more, "Oh, Steve...I love you too...You better carry me to bed as I'm your bride and wife for I'll be too busy kissing you!", before kissing him passionately on the lips, starting to ravish him.
"Of course.", Steve said as he quickly picked her up in the bridal style. "Sorry I couldn't do this before we could get in, the hallways were a bit thin...".
Peggy replied, "Don't apologize...And I must feel like a bag of potatoes as I bet you never imagined that you would do this...You're a gentle giant of strength...", ravishing his chest with her hands as she went to kiss his neck sensually.
Steve moaned in pleasure, "Peggy...Oh, yes...Before, I would have collapsed easily prior to the training, and now...You are perfect to fit in my arms like a puzzle piece, eh?", reminding her of her vow, and Peggy purred softly, "And you will fit in everywhere else with me, Steve...I'm trying to be patient, but I really am eager to see if you have really a big man now prior to your big boy down there...".
Steve blushed hearing that as he placed Peggy down and she smirked before he could feel her hands starting to fiddle with his belt, "I wonder if there's much left to the imagination if you took off your pants but kept your underwear on...".
Steve chuckled, "You can try...Those times I took a leak in the bathroom, I hadn't really noticed as I only bothered handling it and considering that it wasn't turned on at those times, it barely felt real...", with a rub of the neck with his hand.
Peggy raised an eyebrow, "Well, we have all night to convince you that it's all real...", with a chuckle as she finally loosened up the belt, and Steve smiled wryly, "I believe you, Peggy...My turn...", as his hands then caressed her legs, taking off her leggings as Peggy moaned in pleasure.
Shivering slightly in excitement as she is now only wearing her unmentionables, Peggy reached to help take off the pants as Steve took off his socks, glad that his boots and Peggy's flats were discarded the moment they came in.
Peggy watched in awe as Steve moved to take the pants off from his knees, seeing his boxers straining, having an impressionable big tent, and she whispered, "Damn...Does it hurt to be constrained like that?".
"Almost...but I'm so turned on by you, my gorgeous wife...", Steve whispered as his hands gently caressed her upper body, reaching to her bra, looking at her with a silent question, and Peggy then nodded, blushing, shocked to feel like this is the first time all over again, as Steve then kissed her deeply, his hands fingering to unlock the bra.
Once Peggy was free of the bra, she shivered as her nipples awakened to the air, becoming erect, blushing as Steve looked over her again with love, desire, and more, and she whispered, "Please...Take off your boxers...Let me see...I might not be an artist like you, but I know how to compliment my glorious husband...".
Steve blushed once more before he took a deep breath and slowly pulled them down. It didn't take long for his penis to suddenly be free and stick straight up as Peggy practically was stunned for half a moment there. Honestly, Erskine's work really didn't cut any corners as Steve had indeed practically become the perfect man in all areas.
Peggy spoke with awe, "Steve...It's impressively big and strong like the rest of you...And before you ask when you are worried about fitting in me, I'm flexible...", smiling as she took her underwear off, and blushed by seeing Steve's eyes widening in awe and desire as he realized that she was right about already being wet.
Steve whispered, "Let me make you even wetter...After all, couldn't want this big man to be too rough without some help on making it really good for you...That is, if you don't mind a quickie of pleasure time along with an orgasm for you before we get to it?", with a loving smile as he helped take the underwear off the rest of the way.
Peggy nodded, "Oh, yes, please!", and Steve then went to put his fingers into her wet vagina, to simulate her and pleasure her passionately, and Peggy then moaned loudly, crying out in pleasure, "Steve, don't stop! Oh!".
