request: Hey love, can you write something about reader keeps teasing Steve and touching him in an important meeting under the table because she likes how he gets tense and blush like crazy, and no matter how many times he tries to stop her and move her hand away she teases him even more so he snaps and take her hands and drag her to the nearest empty room and fuck her up against the wall so roughly she can barely stand up after they’re done
word count: 2033
warnings: smut, swearing
Addiction. There was only one way to describe Steve, you wanted to take him like a drug and have his sweet taste on your tongue, lacing your lips with his addictive taste. Like any addict you couldn’t go long without a fix, you needed him no matter the time or place. The place was a meeting Tony was holding, all of the Avengers were there including Steve and yourself; he was beside you and looking as delicious as ever. He had one hand resting on your thigh and despite all your dirty thoughts and prayers he didn’t move it any closer to the arousal pooling in between your thighs, no, instead it stayed still.
You needed it there and then.