For your mission, you and Steve had to attend a gala and you were to seduce the target. You wore a low cut red dress that hugged you in all the right places. You easily seduced the man and got the information needed. But it almost didn't work because Steve looked like he was going to kill the target at any second by the way he was touching you. You did have a crush on Steve, but he surly wouldn't feel the same way. Would he? It doesn't matter right now since your pissed at him. The two of you debriefed and went back to your hotel for the night as a quinjet would be picking you up in the morning. When the call ended, you started to walk to the bathroom to change. They had you two share a room to save money. Bull shit. This reeked Natasha Romanoff being a matchmaker. Before you could make it to the bathroom, you were slammed against the nearby wall and pinned to it by Steve. He was brooding and it was fucking hot. You had to resist moaning with pleasure at the feeling of him pressing you against the wall with a knee in between your legs. You also had to try to not grind against the knee and relieve some of the pressure that had built up there.

"You know that I really like you (Y/n) and seeing you with that bastard really made me angry." Steve growled as his hot breath hit your face, you shuttered and you felt your panties get significantly less dry. He must've noticed the change in your demeanor as he slammed his lips against yours. Needy but loving, and it didn't take you anytime at all to respond. Your hands were nearly around his neck and he grabbed your wrists and pinned them to the wall.

"Steve..." You whined.

"No touching." He ordered. Steve's voice dropped an octave and if you weren't wet before, you were absolutely drenched now. He hasn't even touched you yet and you're nearly begging for him. His mouth was now on your neck as he tasted the smooth skin. Tilting your neck to give him more access was the smartest idea you had ever had in your life. Steve's mouth found your sweet spot and was giving it his undivided attention and he left multiple marks there. With him distracted, you wriggled your wrists free and started running your hands all over his toned body. His hands went to your hips and yours went to take his shirt off.

"I need you Steve." You moaned.

"You sure that you want this (Y/n)?" He asked, all his nerves coming to the surface.

"More than anything in the world." You said and kissed him as he led the two of you to the bed and he fell genteelly on top of you and didn't break the kiss. He stood up to take off his shirt and pants while you sat and watched. His muscular torso was revealed first and when it was accompanied by his legs, you nearly came from the sight alone.

"Did I do something wrong?" He asked.

"Not at all. Just let me look at you a little longer."

"Well I want to see you, so don't take to long darling."

"Mmm. You are one fine man Captain." You said.

"Dress off now." He said sternly as his eyes were darkened with lust. Your movements must have been too slow for Steve as he ripped the dress off.

"Fuck Steve." You said as he tossed aside the piece of clothing. His confidence returned as he took off your bra and began to massage your breasts and bring your nipples to a peak. When he replaced a hand with his mouth was when he brought the other hand to the waistband of your panties. Pulling them off, he inserted a finger in between your wet folds and you bucked your hips in response. All you could say as he pushed a finger inside of you was: Steve, fuck, and Rogers.

"Shit (Y/n). Your so fucking hot, underneath me, begging for my cock." You shuttered as this was whispered into your ear. You'd never thought that you'd see the day the Steve Rogers would swear and talk dirty to you. He then took off his boxers and lined his member at your entrance waiting for a sign.

"If you don't fuck me right now Rogers, I'll chop your dick off!" You screamed at him as he entered you slowly. Your grunts and moans were probably heard from two miles away as Steve was balls deep and began to thrust inside of you. Neither of you lasted long and came hard. Once you came down from your orgasm, Steve was peppering kisses all over your face saying sweet nothings. You smiled at the man who was bent over you.

"I love you too Steve." He laughed as he kissed your lips once more.

Next Afternoon

"So anything fun happen?" Natasha asked.

"I saw that you tried to set Steve and I up." You fake snapped back.

"I heard that it was successful. At least by the sounds you two made last night..."

"Shut up!"

"Who's supposed to shut up?" Tony asked as he entered the room.

"Don't do it Natasha." You growled.

"What is it Red? Tell me! I need to know!" Tony complained you glared at the Black Widow and ran to Steve's room.

"(Y/n) what's going on? I thought that we were going to-" Steve said.

"(Y/n/n) and Capsicle banged! She popped his cherry!" Tony yelled and your faces became as red as a tomato.