You were taking a nap before your next mission with the Avengers. It was another Hydra base that you were to go into and destroy, after taking all their files of course. You were dreaming about Steve. This was a normal occurrence since you had a major crush on your best friend. This time it wasn't a pleasant dream, Steve was shot on a mission and was bleeding out in your arms. You woke up with a start, and looking at the clock by your bed, you saw that it was only 10 minutes till the mission started.

"(Y/n) what took you so long?" Steve asked.

"She was getting herself off to a certain blue eyed super soldier." Tony interrupted. Steve looked like a confused puppy, while Bucky and Clint nearly died from laughter. You glared at all three men and Tony and Clint ran off, and Bucky just looked at you. You took out your phone, and started listening to The Phoenix by Fall Out Boy. You lost track of time as you listened to the song on repeat. To you it never got old. Steve brought you out of your reverie as the plane landed.

"(Y/n) time to go." He said in his Captain America voice. That's what the rest of you called it since his demeanor changed when there was a mission or something serious.

"You're in trouble." Clint said.

"Shut up Hawkass. Stevie's not mad." You replied.

"He's worked up, but not that kinda worked up." Tony said as everybody left the jet to start the mission. It was supposed to be a simple taking down of a Hydra base, but it took a turn south when you and Steve were gathering Hydra intel while the others were finishing off everything else. There were gunshots all around and you were hit on the side. When Steve noticed that you weren't by his side anymore, he panicked. Once he told the others of the situation, they left as you were nowhere to be found. Steve feared for the worst and he was close. You were captured by Hydra.

-three months later-

Your legs and arms were strapped down and spread out. When you first woke up like this, you were confused, but now it all makes sense. Rumlow and Hydra did this so it was easier to assault you. You were fed just enough to survive, and sometimes there would be days where you would be forced to eat the entire day, so they could torture you even longer. It almost was always Rumlow doing everything. They didn't just assault you, they also were using various torture methods like waterboarding and drilling into your teeth. Those were only recently as you've become used to the punches, kicks, and cutting of your body. It was even worse when they found out that you were pregnant, and you knew that it was Rumlow's. It died a few days later due to the intense torture. Everyday you prayed that the Avengers would come and save you from this hell. You also hoped that Steve was okay. Those thoughts stopped a month ago and now you felt worthless and that nobody loved you.

"So (Y/n) what do you want today?" Rumlow asked with a smirk on his face.

"Just kill me already." You stated with your hoarse voice. Alarms sounded off and Rumlow cursed under his breath.

"Looks like Cap didn't forget you after all. Won't he be surprised to find your corpse here for him, and when he sees me. I'll put a bullet in his brain." He said as the door flew off it's hinges and multiple gunshots were heard. Rumlow fell to the ground and Bucky was standing behind him.

"I found her." He said as he undid the confines that have held you there for months. "Hey'ya doll. You look like hell." You started bawling your eyes out, knowing that you were safe. "Shhh. You're safe (Y/n)."

"I thought that you'd never find me." You cried as Bucky took off his vest to cover you up since your clothes were essentially non-existent.

"(Y/n)!" Steve yelled. "Oh my god. You're alive!" He ran up to the two of you and took in your broken form. "Let's bring you home." He finished as the three of you made your way back to the tower. You passed out before you reached the jet. Leaving a panicking Steve Rogers for the ride back. That's when you fell into a coma. You heard and felt everything around you, but couldn't respond until two weeks later.

"Steve, you need to go rest." Bruce said.

"I'm not leaving until she wakes up. This is all my fault Bruce. Only if-" Steve said quietly but sternly.

"Only if what Steve? Maybe they would've taken you with her."

"Then I would've been able to protect her."

"S-"

"NO. You don't get it Banner. She got captured and tortured all because of me!" Steve yelled, and the room fell silent and the sound of the door opening and closing was heard. A large and rough hand held yours, and a pair of soft lips connected with the flesh on the hand. You opened your eyes slowly. Temporarily being blinded by the bright lights in the room. Looking to your left, there was Steve holding your hand in his two, most likely holding back tears.

"Hey Soldier." You croaked out.

"(Y/n)? Am I hearing things again? Please say this isn't a dream." He said while still looking down.

"Steven Grant Rogers. Look at me right now." You scolded. He obliged. "Do I look like a hallucination to you? Cause if it is, I'm gonna kick your ass for you thinking that." He smiled and squeezed your hand.

"I'm sorry. It's all my fault."

"No it's not Steve. It's mine. I should've been more aware of what was happening." The doors burst open to the other Avengers running into the room. Steve turned to look at them, and you could feel the glare that he was giving them.

"Lady (Y/n) you have awoken!" Thor boomed as he and the others gathered around your bed and you all talked for a while. You learned that Steve lost his fucking mind when you were gone, and that the others all were loosing their minds as well. Not as much as Steve. He didn't sleep or eat for a few days as he was hell bent on finding you. Soon you were tired and before you fell asleep you said.

"Get your ass to bed Steve and eat something." The others laughed and Tony was crying from laughter. You soon fell asleep and worked on recovering.

-three weeks later-

"You're going down Rogers."

"I'm not going to spar with you. I don't want to hurt you." Steve said for the umpteenth time.

"Bucky and Nat fight with me."

"Yeah? That's they know that they didn't do this to you! They weren't the one right by you when you got shot and captured."

"Steve that was not your fault!"

"No. Stark was right."

"Tony's never right Steve."

"He's right that you'll never forgive me, or love me." He said. Your eyes widened as you jumped on him and kissed him. Steve froze for a second, then started kissing back with all of the love in the world and more. He moaned when you rubbed your core over his semi-hard member. Pulling away for the much needed oxygen to survive, you two just grinned at each other.

"I love you too Steve." You said as you kissed him again. You tightened you grip on him, and he groaned at the friction created by doing so.

"(Y/n). If you keep doing that-" Steve groaned.

"What are you going to do about it Captain?" You purred in his ear.

"I'm going to make love to you, until you can't walk properly." He growled in response. Steve then proceeded to walk out of the private gym. You purposefully bounced up and down with each step he took. He sent you a lust filled glare then turned around to the sparring mats.

"I like the sound of that." You said as he laid you down on the mat while kissing your neck. Bringing your hands from around his neck, you moved them to tangle in his hair. Steve's hands rested on your waist, but slowly made it down sides to grip your hips. "Steve." You moaned when he slid his hands up your shirt. Finding his way to your bra, he unhooked it and removed both the shirt and bra. He licked, kissed, and nipped at the exposed skin. "Why am I the only one shirtless"

"Mmmm...(Y/n)...you're so beautiful..." Steve said forgetting your statement entirely.

"Goddamn it Steve! Take off your fucking clothes!"

"Yes ma'am." He said and took off his shirt and pants. The noticeable bulge in his boxers made you anxious with anticipation. "Can I?" He asked pointing to your shorts.

"One one condition. Boxers off."

"How about all remaining clothes come off?"

"Even better." You said as Steve took off his boxers quickly. Before you had time to look, he leaned over and started to slowly pull your shorts and drenched panties off. He spread your legs and looked up at you before doing anything else.

"Do you want this (Y/n)? Cause I'll stop if you-" His question was stopped by you pushing your wet heat closer to his face. Without further question, Steve's tongue had you whimpering and withering in seconds. You felt a knot inside you tighten and before it snapped he pulled away. "Shh doll. I love hearing ya, and I'll have you screaming my name by the end of the night." Steve said slipping into his Brooklyn accent. If him talking dirty didn't have you going, then that accent did. Without warning, he slid inside you and let you adjust to him. Once you did, he started to thrust slowly and it drove you insane.

"Faster Steve. Faster." You panted out as he picked up speed and lost the rhythm of his thrusts when he was reaching the edge as well.

"Cum for me (Y/n)." He said and the dam burst open as your orgasm overtook you. A few thrust later, Steve's hot cum filled you.

"I love you Steve, and that was fucking amazing."

"I love you too (Y/n), and we are not done here-"

"Yes you are. Out of everyone, Spangles and (Y/stark nickname) are the ones to do it in the gym." Steve flattened himself against you so your body was covered from Stark's eyes.

"Or would you rather it be on the expensive couches in the living area?"

"How about neither!" Stark threw a hissy fit and stormed out. Steve went soft inside you, and instead of pulling out, he stood up and walked the two of you to the elevator and pressed the button to his floor.

"I'm keeping my promise darling." Steve whispered in your ear as he pressed your back against the cool metal of the elevator walls.