Warning: Swearing, Mature Themes, Sexy times

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Stella P.O.V.

Have you ever woken up and dreaded having to go into work because the previous day had simply been awful? Well that's exactly how I was feeling right now. My body ached from falling asleep in an awkward position. I was starving from not having eaten anything yesterday, and I just felt all around lonely and miserable. If calling into work was an option, I would have taken it, but I didn't want Leon's pregnant wife to have to fill in for me.

It was another full shift at the Cafe today, which I desperately didn't want to go to, but I needed the money. Who didn't need money besides Tony Stark and celebrities? With a sigh, I heaved myself out of bed, and grumbled under my breath once I was standing fully. The cold wooden floors that came up to meet my feet helped wake me up a little bit, but were utterly bracing. However I knew that the shower I was getting ready to take would help with waking me up fully. Plus it would help warm up my poor little toes. As I headed into the bathroom, I made sure to grab my phone so I could send out my usual morning texts to everyone before I hopped under the warm spray of water. I didn't bother worrying about sending a text to Tony, Steve, or Clint, as I would text them once I got downstairs to work. Quickly I scrolled through my contacts until I reached the first Avenger alias.

To Natasha, or "Natabee" as she was listed in my phone. I made sure she got her usual text of "Good morning. Make sure you stay safe." What else do you text an assassin? "Make some good kills today?" Yeah, I don't think so.

To Thor, or "Wannabe Surfer," because of his long, luscious, golden locks. I simply sent a little " :) and 3 ". He got such a kick out of how those little symbols made pictures. It was kind of adorable in a man-child kind of way.

To my new friend Bruce, or "Paul Bunyan" as he was listed under my contacts (because of The Hulk's height). I needed a joke. Not just any joke. A good joke. One that would cheer me up as I typed it out, and one that would make him happy as he read it. I wasn't sure if it would be a science joke today, but it would be a great joke nonetheless. After some contemplation, and searching on a joke app that I had conveniently downloaded while I brushed my teeth. I found the perfect way to say good morning.

"I finally cut ties with someone who was dragging me down."

I waited a minute to send the end of the joke. It was slightly dark, but I'll be honest and say that I spit my toothpaste out all over my mirror when I read the punchline. Right before laughing so hard that I almost peed my pants.

"Mountain climbing with a friend is so hard."

I was just about to hop in the shower when my phone went off signalling a text. I quickly glanced at it to see that it was from Tony, and not the reply to my joke like I had been hoping it would be. Truthfully I really couldn't afford to be late today. When could anyone afford to be late for work? Anyway I figured it would be fine to leave it as a notification for a hot second. Shrugging, I decided I would read it after my shower while on my way down to work. With that in mind, I jumped under the scalding hot water in the shower and continued my daily ablutions.

By the time I was clean, dried off, my hair brushed, and dressed for the day it was six o' clock. That left me with just enough time to get some breakfast downstairs and check my texts before my shift started. With that thought at the front of my mind, I grabbed my phone and was on my way.

After grabbing my breakfast which consisted of a Razzleberry muffin and a large green tea with lemon, I sat down at a corner booth and proceeded to check my texts as I ate. What's a Razzleberry you may ask? Is it some made up word? No my friends it is not. A Razzleberry is a mix of raspberries and blackberries, and it was delicious while also possibly being the world's best berry combination. In my opinion anyway.

When I opened my phone to read the text from Tony, a.k.a. The Wiz, I had a huge smile on my face. Usually I had to text him first, so I was pleasantly surprised that he had texted me before I could get to him. Although as I read the text, the smile slowly fell from my face. I was glad I had finished eating at this point or I wouldn't have been able to finish my meal.

The Wiz:

I texted Robin Hood (Clint), and Friar Tuck (Steve), for you last night so you don't have to text them today. I will be spending the whole day in the lab so I won't be able to contact you at all. I'm not sure when I'll be able to contact you next to be honest. So be on the lookout for my call or text in the next couple of days. Paul Bunyan will be helping me out, so he won't be able to chat as much either. TTYL baby, I'm always thinking of you.

Well that's great, just great. Before meeting them, spending a day working without any contact with the outside world was fine. Whereas now that I had found them, having no contact and only being able to talk to my co-workers seemed impossible! Sure I hadn't actually been talking back and forth with Steve and Clint, but they were working and I refused to be the reason one of them got killed. Plus, I had Tony to keep my thoughts occupied. Our back and forth chatter and banter helped me get through the day. Now that I wouldn't have that for a day. . . I was lost. In my surroundings, in my mind, and in my soul.

The cafe around me was nothing but a blur as I stood up to throw my trash away. There was a ringing in my ears that was echoed by a vibrating on my arm over my mark, and I wondered. . . Could any of them feel how empty I felt without them?

I went about my morning on auto-pilot, with a fake smile plastered on my face, and my motions only being done because of muscle memory. By the time lunch rolled around, Leon had pulled me over to the side at least three times, that I could remember, to make sure I was ok. To which I always responded that I was. He didn't need to know that on the inside, I was curled up in a ball in the corner of my mind, huddled under a blanket, while calling for my soulmates.

After one o' clock, we slowed down to a crawl. Actually it was slower than a crawl, it was dead. With nothing else to do, I went about cleaning the counters, organizing things and so forth. When the bell rang signalling someone had come in, I didn't pay it any mind. We were dead, one of my co-workers could get it. They had barely done anything all day, it was time for them to do some work. So when the bell on the counter rang signalling someone needed service I was upset. I was having another bad day, and it seemed like once again I was the only one who was doing their damn job.

"Excuse me ma'am, but I would like a large black coffee, and one of those apple muffins." A voice said from behind me and I instantly froze upon recognizing it. The rag I had been using to clean the front of the muffin display case fell from my hand, and my head whipped around so fast that it was painful, but I hadn't imagined it. Standing not five feet in front of me, looking like a perfect man out of time, was Steve with a smile on his face.

"You're back!" I yelled as I dropped everything I was holding. Thankfully nothing spilled or broke, and I ran towards him. With a jump I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he wrapped his arms around my waist. Like a scene from a movie, he swung us around in a circle twice. Steve chuckled lightly before placing me back on my feet. He pulled me in for a tight hug all while placing a kiss to my forehead.

"Told you it wouldn't take too long for us to come back doll." He smiled down at me, and for a moment I got lost in his beautiful blue eyes.

"You're not hurt anywhere are you?!" I asked while quickly pulling away from him. With my hands, I ran them over his shoulders and arms before moving to his abs. Before my hands could check anywhere else, they were snatched up in his and brought up to his lips.

"Not even a scratch sweetheart. Promise" He kissed each of my fingertips, and I blushed before realizing that I had basically just felt him up in my place of work.

Just as I started to pull back from his loving embrace, a barked "Monroe!" made me jump and twirl around.

"Yeah boss?" I asked Leon, who was looking at me curiously, but also with a degree of upset.

"You're supposed to be cleaning. I don't pay you to fool around." He groused, and I wasn't upset. Usually Leon was a pretty laid back kind of guy, and he considered me one of his hardest workers. So if I decided to take a moment to myself it was never really a problem. But he had had a rough night. I noticed it as soon as I saw him this morning. When I asked him about it, he had confided in me that his pregnant wife had been up most of the night sick. Leon was such a sweet and doting husband, and he had stayed up all night with her. Refusing to leave her alone while she wasn't feeling well. On auto-pilot I may have been, but I still cared about the people around me.

"I'm sorry sir. I take responsibility for that. I should have waited until her shift was over." Steve said as he moved forward to stand next to me, and he grabbed my hand to hold it tenderly in one of his own.

"And who are you?" Leon grumbled.

"Sorry, I'm Steve. Steve Rogers. Stella here is my soulmate." He said as he held out his free hand for my boss to shake. With wide eyes my boss took Steve's hand and shook it, all while looking like he had seen a ghost.

"Stella. You didn't tell me your soulmate was . . ."

I cut him off before he could finish his sentence. "I didn't want to make a big deal out of it. To me, I'm just the luckiest girl in the world to have met my soulmates. I didn't want everyone to think I was gloating about who they were if I told people their identities. " I explained, and he nodded understandingly.

I turned to Steve who still had a soft grip on my hand. Quickly I gave him a peck on the cheek and squeezed his hand, before pulling away from him.

"Let me go get your coffee and muffin." The coffee machine was behind the counter, and we were still dead. So I got right to work making his coffee, and picking out the most delicious looking apple muffin I could find for him. After ringing him up, he took his goodies and went to sit down at the corner booth that I had, coincidentally, sat at that very morning.

Leon came up to me and placed his hand on my shoulder. "We're pretty slow, and I have enough staff for the rest of the day if you wanted to head out early."

Shocked I looked at him to see if he was joking, but he wasn't. "Honestly, I would love to. I haven't seen Steve in days." I told him.

"Alright, go clock out and you're free to go. Don't tell anyone, but you're my favorite employee." He joked as he walked away, and I practically sprinted to the counter to punch out so that I could hopefully spend some time with Steve.

By the time I had clocked out, put my apron away in my locker, and used the restroom, a good bit of time had passed. I just hoped that Steve would still be sitting, and hopefully waiting for me in the dining room.

Thankfully he was still sitting in the corner booth, sipping his coffee and reading a newspaper, so I decided to act out of character and be bold. After all, I hadn't seen him in a few days, and what's the worst thing that could happen? I took a deep breath in for courage, walked right over to him, and sat down sideways on his lap while wrapping my arms around his neck.

The perfect man, with the perfect body, and the perfect face, wasn't even phased. The only change in his demeanor was the grin taking over his lips as he went to take a sip of coffee. I wasn't complaining though, because his thighs were solid underneath me, and made a very comfortable seat. So I just settled down and got comfortable as he read his newspaper and drank his coffee. One of his hands went to my inner thigh and rested there. The warmth he gave off was ridiculous and arousing at the same time.

Ididn't have to wait long for Steve to put the newspaper down and turn all of his attention on me. "I'm assuming you're off now?" He asked me and when I nodded, he gave my inner thigh a squeeze. "What do you say we get out of here huh?"

"Where do you want to go?" I asked him as I looked up at him through my eyelashes. I knew what I wanted. Sitting on this mans lap did not inspire innocent thoughts, and after doing the second bonding with Clint, it was all I could think about. Doing the second bonding with Steve and Tony was top of my priority list at the moment.

"I'm just happy to be with you doll." He said and I practically screamed from how innocent he seemed. Clint took what he wanted and I had a feeling Tony would do the same, but Steve was from a different time.

"We could go to my apartment and watch TV?" I suggested and if I wasn't seeing things, it looked like he smirked at that suggestion.

"That's fine by me sweetheart."

"Awesome!" I slid off his lap, and I swear I heard a groan as I grabbed his hand and led him by the hand outside. It didn't take long to get to the side of the building where the stairs leading to my apartment were.

"It's just up here." I went up the stairs before him, and heard a mumbled "Fuck" behind me that made me grin. Maybe being bold would pay off today.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Once the door was open and we were both inside, I didn't even have a second to collect my thoughts before the door was shut behind me, and I was pressed up against it. "You did this on purpose didn't you?" Steve said in a slightly deeper than normal voice. His hips moved to hold me against the door, and his hands grabbed mine and pulled them up over my head.

"Well I hoped." I said honestly, and he literally growled when his lips dropped and attached to mine. He tasted like coffee and apples, and I couldn't get enough. With his hips holding me in place I couldn't move very much, but I could vocalize my pleasure. I moaned loudly when he humped me, and I could feel his erection straining towards me in his sweat pants.

"Then hold on tight doll. I'll take care of you." He said, and the next thing I knew I was being swung over a shoulder as Steve walked into my living room. I had a great view of his ass as he walked, and I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter as he moved with one hand on my ass to hold me in place.

Suddenly I found myself right side up and standing in front of a sitting Steve who had his hands on my hips. He was looking at me with such adoration that I blushed, but his next words had me blushing even harder.

"Take it off."

"What?" I was shocked at his demanding tone, but also turned on as his hands stayed firm but gentle on my hips.

"You don't have to take it all off, but at least the pants and shirt. We aren't going all the way doll, but I promise I'm going to make you feel good." Steve said as his hands went to the front of my jeans and popped the button open, before playing with the fly. "It's all I've been able to think about while I was on mission. Being able to give you pleasure." He told me huskily.

With a nod, I kicked my shoes and socks off before reaching for my pants. Slowly I pulled the fly down with shaking hands. I swear you could have heard a pin drop. Never had I been naked in front of anyone before, not even in just my undergarments, so I was nervous. However the way Steve was watching me, made my nerves fly away. When my hands went to my hips to pull down my pants, I decided that fair was fair.

"If I'm doing this, the least you can do is take your shirt off Captain." I teased, but I secretly hoped he would take it off. Faster than I could follow, his shirt was off and across the room, and I blinked shocked. He was shaped like a god, and my mouth went dry.

Well my turn I guess. With a wiggle of my hips to get the main part down over my butt, I slowly slid my pants off until they hit the floor. Then I kicked them off to the side.

"Fucking beautiful." Steve said as he pulled me to him by my hips, and gave them a little squeeze.

"Why Captain, language!" I said acting shocked. To my surprise I felt a light slap on my ass that had me rubbing my thighs together in want. Directly afterwards, the soft stinging was soothed away by a large hand rubbing away the pain and the kneading of one of my ass cheeks.

"Keep calling me Captain and see what happens little girl." He growled as he pulled me in for another rough kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back enthusiastically. Our tongues caressed each other and tangled back and forth, and when I pulled away for air, I was distracted by something else. His hands were gripping the bottom of my shirt and he was looking into my eyes gently but with lust blown pupils.

"You can say no doll. I won't be mad."

"No full on sex." I clarified, and he nodded.

"Let me take this off you kitten. Let me see you." He said to me with an air of desperation about him. I nodded my head, and he quickly pulled my shirt off and tossed it to the side. Then he stared.

"You are perfect." His hands followed his eyes as he started at my thighs. They weren't skinny, and they jiggled when I walked, but his hands skimmed over the tops of my thighs to my inner knee and back again making me moan.

Next he dragged his hand up my torso and I could barely stay standing. His fingers traced up and down my sides before resting on my collarbone and rubbing back and forth there. Moans and sighs were constantly falling from my lips as I felt my black lace panties become soaked. When both of his hands went to my black lace covered breasts, my legs did give out.

Steve caught me before I could fall, and pulled me so I was straddling one of his thighs. They were large, muscular, and sturdy. With the need growing between my legs, I couldn't help bucking my hips against him, when two hands stopped me.

"Not yet kitten. I'M going to take care of you." Steve said and he slowly dragged my lower body up his thigh until it was nestled right up against his body. Then he carefully leaned me back and supported me with one of his arms.

"Steve!" I groaned out, and a firm squeeze to one of my nipples had my head falling back, and me moaning wantonly.

"Ah ah ah. You started this. What's my name?" He said as his hands explored my breasts. I looked up at him with hooded eyes filled with need.

"Steve?" I moaned brokenly. He gave my opposite nipple a firm tug and twist that had my breath catching in my throat.

"Come on kitten, you know this. Now. What's. My. Name?" With each word, he nipped at my neck while at the same time alternating between nipples. Twisting and squeezing them just the right way to drive me crazy. I was in so much pleasure my brain could barely function, and all I wanted was to feel him.

My hips desperately tried to move, to get friction against anything, but one of his hands held me down, so I couldn't move. I was practically sobbing in need as I realized what he wanted, and it made my body clench desperately around nothing.

"Captain!" I moaned as my hips tried to move against his thigh, but they were still being held down.

"That's it kitten." He smiled gently at me as I was pulled upright, and then one of his hands was resting right above my pleasure center. "Ride me doll." With those words his other hand found my hip, and he dragged me up and down the length of his thigh. Guiding me in finding my pleasure. Once there was no more thigh, my soaked panties hit his hand which was positioned to hit my clit just right. "Say it again doll."

"Captain!" I moaned loudly, growing more aroused by the look in his eye as I called him by his title.

"Again!" He growled as he rubbed my clit furiously. All while watching my body writhe in pleasure.

"Captain!!!!!" I yelled as I gripped his shoulders with my hands. My hips were rocking, desperately chasing my orgasm as it got closer and closer.

"That's a good girl kitten. Letting your Captain take care of you." He guided me through every thrust, and watched me with hooded eyes as my orgasm approached faster and faster.

"That's it doll. Listen to you're Captain and cum. That's an order." With those last few words, I screamed out my pleasure as wave after wave of pleasure hit me. Steve grabbed my hips and kept me moving, dragging me along his thigh with more pressure than before. Just when I thought my orgasm was over, another one hit me harder than the first.

"Fuck! Cap!" I moaned as my body shook in his arms. The only thing keeping me upright was Steve's hold on me. My thrusts were slowing down, and I collapsed forward onto his chest, unable to hold myself upright any longer.

I had soaked through my panties, and his sweat pants had a decent sized stain on them making me blush. Although when I looked up at his face, he didn't seem bothered by it at all. In fact he looked proud.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

"That was amazing." I said as I tried to move my limbs, but they currently were unable to function.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. That was the first time I've ever done something like that. I was waiting for you." He said as he placed a gentle kiss on my forehead, and moved us so I was laying on top of him on the couch.

My eyes had started to close, but I had just enough energy to ask, "what about you?"

"This was about your pleasure doll, never about mine. Get some rest, I'll be here when you wake up." I was asleep as soon as the last word passed his lips.

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