Warning! Please note this is part two of two, and has sexual content in it.

 I felt blessed to finally be able to call Sam Wilson my boyfriend. He was always so protective of me and whilst some would find it suffocating I found it comforting, knowing he was there for me, knowing I could rely on him and knowing he would protect me from the hungry eyes men would send me and the looks of disgust I'd get from women. Monica had tried her tricks again, belittling me and Sam with everything she could but her word soon became non-existence - it seemed the tabloids were getting tired of her.

Together we went about life as normal, well as normal as it could be for an Avenger. I was developing my power more and more, learning new things and finding it easier to regulate my body temperature, finally able to activate and deactivate it with full control but I still found that the temperatures could get out of hand, so I still spent time in my rooftop pool practicing which was where I was now.

Concentrating hard, standing up in the water with my palms against the surface I had my eyes closed. My concentration was on my power, slowly and steadily heating it up and up but making sure I was still in control of it. As the degrees crept closer to 200 degrees Fahrenheit I felt my body begin to ache from the intensity of power exerting from my body, but when I finally hit boiling point I sighed, cooling down immediately. It was easier to cool down that it was to raise the temperature.

I was sweating a little, not because of the heat - after all the heat didn't effect me - but because of the power it took to reach that goal. I smiled, proud of myself fist-pumping the air. "You're working hard," the voice of my boyfriend said from nearby and I turned sharpish to see him in his trunks placing his towel beside mine on the sun lounger. "Mind if I join-,"

"Wait!" I exclaimed and he froze, his toes inches away from the water. "It's boiling- literally... I don't want you to get burnt," I swam to the edge of the pool as Sam stepped back from the waters edge. I clambered out and stood still for a moment, Sam watching me as I cool my body down to a normal temperature before pulling him in and hugging me. He kissed the top of my head lovingly, wrapping his towel around my shoulders and rubbing it against my skin to help dry me. He was always so thoughtful.

I adored being close with him. Feeling his skin on mine, feeling his touch and his kisses. They always made me feel as though I was on cloud nine, but we had yet to go all the way. I wanted to, desperately wanted to but I always doubted myself. After all the media attention, after all the horrible headlines, after all the trolling on the internet I was barely sure of myself anymore but I did know one thing: Sam Wilson was my safe haven.

"C'mon baby, lets lay until the water cooled," Sam steered me over to the sun-lounger him laying with me snuggled against his side.

"Sounds good. It might take a while, I managed to get it up there," I said proudly.

"You got to boiling point?"

"I was so close. A degree or two off," I said and he tilted my head up, pressing his lips against mine.

"I'm proud of you baby. That's a great achievement!" He beamed. His supportiveness was one of the many reasons I fell for him.

"Thanks Sam, oh I need to log it in FRIDAY's system," I leant over him towards the table next to the lounger where my phone laid but Sam immediately snatched my phone away, unable to hide a panicked expression but I could read him like a book. "There's another one isn't there?"

"Some news outlet in California- but they're talking bull, they don't know shit," Sam said and I sighed, my voice shaky. "Baby I don't know why they're doin' this. I don't know why anyone would waste their time coming up with bullshit- I swear to God if I could stop them I would-,"

"I know you would Sam. Thank you for standing beside me... it must be a pain having to see stuff like that about your girlfriend-,"

"Don't you dare go sayin' any of it's your fault," he playfully threatened. "Of course I'm gonna stand beside you. I love you."

I bit my lip, surprised to hear those words. Neither of us had said that to each other yet, but I knew I definitely felt it. I was scared that Sam didn't hence my hesitation in saying it and I was envious of his bravery in saying it first. "I love you too Sam," I beamed, almost completely forgetting about the article as we kissed. Our lips got a little carried away, our mouths opening a little and our tongues connecting. I was loosing breath as he cupped my cheek, his other arm wrapped tightly around my body as though refusing to let me go - not that I wanted to. Annoyingly however we were disturbed by a buzzing sound, the two of us immediately knowing what it was.

A drone had somehow gotten through the Compounds security system and was now hovering over us, its camera pointed our way. Sam immediately went into protective boyfriend mode and covered my body with the large beach towel he brought as I was only wearing a small bikini. He reached for his phone and tapped a button which he used to call Redwing. The familiar metal bird flew through the door and straight at the drone, using bullets to destroy the intruder.

"Asshole," Sam muttered, watching the drone fall past the roof and towards the ground.

"Did it get anything?" I asked nervously, still keeping my body covered by the towel just in case another appeared.

"I don't know- c'mon, I think there's another," Sam quickly said, a buzzing approaching. Redwing immediately flew into action whilst Sam led me towards the door leading back into the Compound where we made a mental note to ask FRIDAY to update the security. "Well that kinda ruined the moment..."

"You really love me?" I asked, getting back to the important matter at hand.

"'Course I do baby," he wrapped his arms around my waist, "I love you so much."

"I love you too... have done for a while now," I admitted nervously and he chuckled.

"I'm sorry I didn't notice it sooner. C'mon, I'll take you back to your room and I'll join you once I've spoken to Tony about security," he kissed my forehead and I nodded, heading to my room with the towel wrapped tightly around me. I shut my curtains straight away just in case anyone or anything was peaking through, and changed from my bikini into some comfortable pyjamas to await my boyfriends return.

I could feel nothing but elation as I replayed his confession to me. I wondered whether now was going to be the time we were going to do something else for the first time, something I had waited for for a painstakingly long time. I wanted to be physical with him, it was hard to hug and kiss him without wanting to go further but I had to control myself every time as I wasn't sure whether he wanted to go further yet or not.

"Hey babe, Tony says he's gonna reset FRIDAY- are those the pyjamas I got you for your birthday last year?" Sam smirked when he saw me and I bit my lip, nodding. I thought I saw his Adams apple bob slightly as I knelt on my bed enticingly, my knees apart in a manner that could be perceived as innocent but also a calling for more.

"Yes they are," I said sweetly. "Do they look good?"

"Damn right," Sam teased, coming up to me and sitting on the bed. "Redwing destroyed the drones, they got no footage. Now we can have some quiet time together."

"That sounds like a plan to me," I wrapped my arms around his neck and our lips clashed somewhat fiercely. Sam took charge and just like I hoped I was soon on my back with him hovering above me. He had me encased under him, his forearms holding him up either side of my head and our lips locked in a passionate kiss. He was in charge but I was happy to be under his touch, our bodies pressed against each others but I pulled my head back a little, Sam taking note and lifting his lips off of mine.

"You okay babe?" He asked quickly and I nodded.

"I want to... y'know," I was too embarrassed to actually say the words and internally scolded at myself for being so childish.

"I want that too baby," he kissed my neck lovingly and I let out a light giggle followed by some moans as goosebumps began to appear on my skin.

"Sam," I breathed, clutching onto his top as his lips moved slightly down towards my chest and my cleavage. Since taking off my bikini and slipping into the pyjamas he gave me I hadn't put a bra on, something he easily noticed as he gentle lowered the thin strap of my top off, kissing my shoulder.

"I've wanted this for too long now," he growled, surprising me a little.

"Really?" I asked and he nodded his head as his lips continued to explore. I bit my lip, trying to stop heavy breaths from escaping but it wasn't easy. Somehow despite him just giving light kisses across my skin he was able to ignite the heat inside of me which I believed to be proof of how much this man meant to me. "Sam..."

"I know baby, I know," he whispered soothingly, leaning off of me and stripping off his top. I tried not to stare but I wasn't very subtle. His fingertips brushed against my skin as he lifted the pyjama top from my body, casting it aside. I never felt self-conscious in front of him, not since we started dating and especially after hearing him confess his love to me only moments ago.

My hands trailed over his torso, his eyes glued to my face and apparently satisfied that I was enjoying his body so much. When I glanced back up at him it was less than a second before he had his lips planted onto mine fiercely in a much more passionate kiss. We were both getting completely lost in each other, our hands clinging onto every part of the others body whilst his lips began kissing my breasts. My nails dug into his skin as I breathed heavier, wanting more.

"My God you're so beautiful," Sam praised, teasing me further by working his way down my body until he reached my shorts. He tucked his fingers into them and looked back up at me for consent. I nodded encouragingly gripping the bedsheets as he pulled them off completely, along with my underwear. He spread my legs apart and in the past I had always been embarrassed, but with Sam I felt so comfortable and relaxed that it didn't bother me.

My breathing became unsteady when he licked a long strip through my pussy, my eyes closing and basking in the pleasure. Sam brought his finger up to play with my clit, rubbing gently on it and not overstimulating me straight away. The deep breaths I was letting out was enough to tell Sam how much I was enjoying his touch, encouraging him to go a step further and force his tongue as inside of me as it could get.

I cried out his name loudly, my body trembling as he lapped up my wet pussy. My moans echoed around my bedroom, my back arching as his skills were bringing me closer to an orgasm. He hand his arms wrapped tightly around my thighs to prevent me from going anywhere and to hold me steady as I began to twitch, announcing that I was getting closer. He sucked and licked at me harder, desperate to get me to cum on his face and with one last scream of his name I finally let go.

When he knelt up to see the mess he had made of me I noticed he was rock hard, a tent having formed in his trousers. It was my turn to take charge, hoping to make him feel as good as he made me feel. With what little energy I had left I took charge, moving him so that he was sat on the edge of the bed with his trousers and boxers off completely, me kneeling on the floor in front of him staring at him dick.

Firstly I pumped it with my hand, glancing up at him to see his eyes glued to me as though he was watching his favourite film. He gulped, his fantasies apparently running wild but I was certain I was about to make them all come true.

His muscles clenched as I put the tip of his dick in my mouth, bobbing my head up and down. I continued to pump the base of his dick and to stimulate him even more I used my other hand to gently massage his balls. The deep sigh he let out and his intoxicated looking eyes told me he seemed to be enjoying this more than I expected, so I attempted to go deeper on him. Hearing his grunts made my core wet again, my legs shaking with anticipation as to what was about to happen.

My jaw was getting a little tired but I was determined to make him feel good, however soon he cupped my cheek and pulled me off of him. "Sam?"

"Babe I don't wanna cum too soon," he smirked, surprising me. It was obvious by the way he was twitching that he was getting there, but hearing those words made my heart race. He lifted me up and laid me on the bed, crawling over me and hooking my legs over his shoulder almost folding me in half. I had dreamt of this moment for a long time and now it was finally here. I wasn't sure it was ever going to happen, what with believing he only saw me as a friend whilst he had other girlfriends but now we were together, a couple, and in love.

"I want it," I breathed, looking into his dark eyes. The corner of his lip curled up, the two of us simply staring at each other until I felt a tingling sensation against my pussy. My mouth formed an 'o' shape as he pushed into me, stretching me apart. Despite being used to hot temperatures thanks to my power I still felt on fire at the intense feeling of him filling me to the brim. Thanks to how wet I was he was able to slid in almost all the way straight away.

"Fuck," he growled above me. Before I could say how much I wanted it he thrusted and the only sound that left my throat was a yelp. He took charge, moving back and forth until he was all the way inside of me.

"Sam! God it- it feels too good," I cried out, throwing my head back into my pillows and my toes curling.

"Damn right," he whispered, snapping his hips even faster and brushing his dick against my g-spot with every hit. The bed was squeaking with every thrust and I knew I needed to change the sheets afterwards but right now all I could think about was my boyfriend on top of me, him giving me the best sex I had ever had and it had only just started. To think now that we were together I would be able to have this as often as I liked- it was a good, satisfactory feeling.

Sam adjusted a little, kneeling up and taking my hips with him, my shoulders still on the bed. Each time he moved my breasts bounced up and down, his eyes glued to them. His grip on my waist was harsh but necessary to keep me elevated. His name was leaving my lips subconsciously as he slammed slightly rougher, my heart rate increasing dramatically. "Sam- Sam!"

"Fuck baby, let everyone know who's makin' you feel this good," he growled, panting heavily. "Fuck!"

"Sam! I'm gonna-,"

"Me too baby, fuck- your pussy's too good," his dirty words made me crazy, having longed to hear them since I fell for him. I could no longer control my voice as my second orgasm hit sending me into euphoria. He grunted lowly, the next thing I knew my stomach was being covered with his cum. It felt warm, slightly sticky but I was glad he didn't cum inside of me as I wasn't sure I was quite ready to get pregnant, even though I was on the pill.

He gently lowered me so I was laying on the bed once more but my whole body felt like jelly. He looked at me proudly, seemingly glad he could transform me into a puddle of pleasure. We slowly regained enough energy to move, him heading to my ensuite still naked to get me some tissues. "Thanks," I chuckled, wiping his contents from my stomach.

"That was incredible," he praised and I bit my lip as he laid beside me, pulling me into his body. "God I love you (y/n)."

"I love you too Sam," I whispered, snuggling into his chest. His intimacy was enough to make me completely forget about the incident on the roof earlier, and I slept that night peacefully with my boyfriend knowing we would always be there to protect each other from harm and degradation.