Dirty Minded Cap*
Pairing Steve Rogers x Reader
Prompt: Hi there! I loved resolution! Can I request one where the reader usually wears contacts, but runs out and wears her glasses and Steve realizes he has a thing for the naughty librarian look? Total smut. (requested by @ballerinafairyprincess)
Words Count: 2.1k
Warnings: Oral sex (female receiving) and unprotected sex. [Sex is safer with a wrapper. Use condoms, folks.]
Author’s Note: I don’t take requests for the moment, but this one has been sent to me after I’ve started posting on this blog, so I thought I could write it and I actually like the prompt. Hope you like it too, though. xx
You dragged your feet to the kitchen of the Avengers compound, settling a pile of files and books on the counter. Sighing, you reached for the coffee pot and poured yourself a mug. You hummed a long soft moan as you swallowed the hot drink and you leaned against the fridge, looking down and drinking until a certain famous Russian redhead came in.
“I didn’t know you wore glasses,” Natasha smiled and she poured herself a cup of coffee.
“I woke up late and I didn’t have time to put in contacts.” You whined, clinging to the rest of the steaming hot liquid and you breathed it in.
“You know what they say about men loving women wearing glasses,” she obviously quipped and you rolled your eyes playfully.
“Yeah, of course. Everybody likes the nerd, right?” You chuckled and Steve walked in, joining Natasha behind the counter. “Hi, Steve,” you greeted, watching as his body tensed up when he heard your voice.
“Y/N,” his smile faded away as he noticed the device perching on the top of the bridge of your nose. “Glasses? You told me you hate them.”
“I do, but I had no choice. Nat will explain… Sorry, guys, I’ve got a lot of work waiting,” you took back your papers, walking past him with a smile. “See you later, Captain.”
Steve watched as you left, the way your hair moved in sync with your high heels tapping on the ground and the curves of your body delicately highlighted by your skirt that vaguely reminded him of a vintage look. A light smirk curling his lips and he caught himself staring at you with more feelings than he should’ve had. He shook his head, trying to convince himself it was rude, yet the same very inappropriate thoughts came back to him.
“Steve?” Natasha called, snapping two of her fingers to bring him back to earth.
“Uh, sorry, Nat. Gotta go,” the super soldier coughed, excusing himself and he stormed out of the kitchen with an embarrassed and flustered expression plastered to his face.
As a former member of S.H.I.E.L.D.- now working with the Avengers, you were the one in charge of all the data analysis. You were responsible of all the strategic section working for the group of heroes. You checked if the information received were valid and used for the purpose needed, ensuring a proper functioning of your data.
You loved this environment, working with former colleagues such as Natasha and Steve was a real enjoyment. You felt humbled when the super soldier had especially asked you to join his team since some of his former teammates had either retired or had gone MIA.
“Cap?” You knocked at the door of his office, opening lightly.
Steve unconsciously licked his lips as you entered with this smile on your face, showing your apology and he almost wished you weren’t this polite.
“Sorry to interrupt, I know you’re still working on tomorrow’s mission, but I think you need to take a look at this.” You stood next to him, sitting on his chair behind his desk and you placed your files to his attention.
As you began to explain your point, his beautiful blue eyes never left yours as he saw you removing your glasses, fixing your hair and trapping a branch between your teeth.
“Hey, Steve, you with me?” You waved a hand and his jaw tightened, seeing you wearing this grin on your face with your glasses now clinging to the collar of your blouse.
“Uh, yeah… I don’t have a lot of time right now, video call from Fury and stuff-” he stammered, shifting his position and you furrowed your brows as he tried to avoid your gaze this time.
“Are you sure you alright?”
“I’m fine,” he grumbled and as he stood from his chair, you wrapped your hand around his bicep to stop him and every muscle forming his body tensed once again.
“You’re not,” you spoke with a gentle tone and he dared to turn back to you.
“I am fine,” he repeated with a low firm tone and you felt almost intimidated. It wasn’t fear; it was an excited feeling tingling throughout your whole body as you kept looking at him.
Steve laid his blue eyes on you and an obvious confidence radiated around him. He took a step closer and you could feel his breath landing on your skin or describe the moles on his face as he was so close to you.
Goosebumps were quick to make an appearance and he smiled as he saw the way you reacted, dropping your head to avoid his powerful gaze.
“Steve,” you whispered, your chest rising at his touch as he took your glasses from your collar and placed them back on your nose.
“You look sexy with these on,” his voice was husky and you swallowed, fluttering your eyes closed as his finger traced the side of your face.
“Sexy?” You managed to breath, shocked to hear him using this word. Steve became more confident around women since he had been defrosted, sometimes he still struggled, but you couldn’t deny this simple sentence made your knees feel like jelly.
“Very,” he insisted, wearing a new smug smile and he couldn’t take this tension anymore as you met his face again, inches away from his.
Intense warmth overcame your body and the lustful fire in both your eyes was enough response as he leaned and eagerly closed the small gap still separating you from him.
His hands cupped your cheeks and his thick lips were on yours, winning the dominance as he titled his head to the side. Breathing each other’s air so fast, you felt a new burst of confidence and wrapped your arms around his neck, taking the next step of your kiss as you nibbled his bottom lip away in desperation to have more.
Steve groaned, his covered erection pushing against your belly as he finally closed an arm around your waist and his free hand palmed the back of your neck, deepening the heated kiss that had you feeling dizzy with passion.
As you pulled away ever so lightly, your breath itched and Steve’s fingertips traveled agonizingly slow up your arms, discovering your silky surface. He brushed his thumbs over your skin and leaned slightly, the pair of his smooth welcoming lips pressed just under your ear.
“Do you want this?” He whispered and watched from the corner of his eyes as you nodded your head. “Words, Y/N. Tell me you want this too.”
“More than ever, Steve,” you rolled your lower lip between your teeth, feeling the pool between your legs soaking your panties like never it had happened before.
In a quick instant, Steve locked the door and pushed you against his desk, his lips claiming yours in a fiery kiss. His jacket fell to the floor and by the time he’d pulled away, you gasped, trying to catch your breath as he started unbuttoning your blouse and you pulled off his sweater, unveiling his toned chest.
His lips attacked your neck with a series of languorous kisses and nips or bites along your throat. You whimpered, bucking your hips up automatically and his excitement was pressed against you. You leaned your head back, allowing his lips to find more skin and as you sighed shakily, he smiled, unclasping your bra and tossing it behind him.
Steve grabbed your chin to make you look at him and leaned to meet you again. The kiss was sloppy, but passionate and it was quick before he pinched your nipples between his fingers. You gasped and he glided his tongue through your mouth, making you moan at the victorious taste of him. He finally broke the kiss, tracing a path with his lips down your neck and stopped at the swell of your breasts, licking the delicate skin.
“The things you make me do, Y/N,” the super soldier exhaled and you met his gaze as innocently as you could, popping on the desk to sit on the wooden furniture.
He flicked his tongue across your taut peak, finally taking it in his mouth and sucked on it a long moment. Applying the same treatment to the other, he grazed his teeth across your nipple, biting down and he tugged gently.
Steve’s eyes remained on your face as his fingers took off your skirt, tugging down your shamelessly ruined panties in the same way.
“Steve,” you breathed, urging him to go faster and he granted your wish, trailing kisses along your stomach and he parted your thighs, kneeling. Your wetness glistened before his eyes and he grinned proudly before pulling your leg over his shoulder.
His wide tongue licked a long, generous strap along your slit and he lapped up and down, gathering your sweet juices in his mouth. He moaned against your lips as he tasted you and he made his way back up to your clit, licking another few times.
“Steve… ah, shit,” you breathed and he pressed his mouth harder against your inner flower. Your hand gripped onto the edge of the desk for support as he closed his beautiful lips around you, starting to suck on your clit mercilessly.
You carded your fingers through his hair and he worked his magic, holding your hips to keep you still. Watching you cry out his name again and again in pleasure, Steve only increased his work, shaking your rose bud between his lips and you felt the orgasm arriving quickly.
“I’m- I’m coming!” You moaned, your head leaning backwards and you gripped his roots tighter, closing your thighs. He hummed in response as you squirmed, your legs trembling and the climax came over you for long seconds of bliss you thought you’d never live.
Licking his lips, Steve rose on his feet and unbuckled his belt, pulling down his pants and boxers quicker than ever before positioning his erected manhood at your entrance.
“Wow,” you gasped silently, looking at his massive shaft he stroked back and forth and you took it from his hand, applying the same pressure. “Don’t you want a …?” You smiled, referring to a blowjob and he shook his head.
“Later. I want to be inside, you drive me crazy,” he growled and claimed your mouth once more, pushing inside you with ease as your wetness coated his member.
Completely filled, stretched by his big cock, you nipped your bottom lip between your teeth and tried not to attract more attention with obscene cries of pleasure.
“So good, Y/N- feel so good,” Steve praised, looking down as he disappeared in you again.
He started slowly, almost all the way out and came back in, snapping harder each time. He went back to a slow motion, making you feel every inch of his shaft squeezed by your tight walls.
“How do you like it, huh?” He growled, holding your hips tight and he met your eyes in pure fire like both all your senses were on.
Steve rolled his hips and finally caught the pace, thrusting fast as you lied down on the desk, giving him a view of your breasts bouncing in harmony with his deep movements. With each slam of his hips, you met more of him and the desk shook beneath you as the papers perfectly organized flew off.
You took his hands in yours and yanked him down against your body, feeling his chest rising and falling every time his breath fanned over your face. You captured his lips with yours, moaning louder in his mouth and he started pounding into you relentlessly, burying his cock deeper to the hilt.
You wrapped your arms and legs tightly around him, giving yourself to all the pleasures he had to offer and your head fell back onto the furniture as he hid his face in your neck.
“Shit… tell me you’re close,” Steve growled, gritting his teeth as he held back from his own release and you dug your fingers into the muscular curves of his back.
“Yeah- fuck, right… there!” You gasped, every time his cock found that g-spot everybody had told you about and you squeezed your eyes shut, feeling the same heat forming in your stomach beginning to tingle your whole figure.
He reached down between the two of you and his fingers rubbed circles against your swollen clit, letting yourself go instantly. You screamed his name at the top of your lungs and your hands laced around his neck as your body went limp and your chests pressed even closer.
You came harder than earlier, your walls tightening his member and Steve finally let out a strangled groan, coming inside you. He tried to shut down his sounds through your skin as his irregular, sloppy and long thrusts rode both your orgasms for mere seconds.
The super soldier collapsed on top of you, careful to not crush your ribs. You both breathed irregularly, coming down from your highs and his long sighs leaving his nose died on your neck, sending shivers to your skin.
“Wearing glasses turns on Steve Rogers, I’ll keep it in mind,” you giggled, running your fingers through his hair and he chuckled, kissing your skin.
“You look very beautiful; you should wear them more often,” he smiled, leaning on his elbows and he adjusted them on your face.
“I’m counting on it now,” you kissed his lips. “Didn’t know you could be so dirty, though.”
“What can I say, Y/N? These glasses do make think of dirty things with you.”
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