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For some of us, sexual Sundays are...well, a little frightening. For instance, I didn't think the day could end fast enough.

Aw, sexual sunday's almost over.

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A New Start

They had been together for a few months, had their first fight, and were still dedicated to each other through it all.  The same day their fight had occurred was the day Steve asked Sarah to move in and he was happy to see she didn't back out after the spat.  It had been three days since then and he was still walking on eggshells, worried any wrong action on his part might make her change her mind.  Thankfully, he hadn't made any major mistakes and instead proved helpful during the move.

After placing two boxes onto the floor of the room, Steve stood to survey the sea of cardboard boxes while he spoke, "Well, that's the last of 'em, Sarah.  Can I help you unpack?"

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Hope, your last name is Summers. Pair that with the red hair and it has to mean Jean! Right? I can't be the only one who's come to this conclusion.

...Moments like this make me wonder if I would have been better off left under the ice.

… Avengers. X-Men. Phoenix? Me? Ring a bell?

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I wasn't hitting on her!

I wasn't coming onto you, Hope; I swear.

Just so you both understand, it was nothing more than a compliment. She's pretty, that's obvious. You two share the same genes, for crying out loud; of course I think Hope is attractive!

Far from number one, Captain. Far from number one.

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I was hoping you had lost your memory since then.  Not that I want anything bad to happen to you since you're Sarah's sister, but. You see, I only wanted to... What I meant was...

Sarah, a little help here?

This is just going on the very long list of items that have made life between you and I awkward.

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Do I want to know the first moment listed?

This is just going on the very long list of items that have made life between you and I awkward.

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If this is the number one most awkward item on that list, I'm happy to say I don't find it that odd. It was only a miscommunication, after all.

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I’m sorry, maybe I was confused. The acronym means “Universally nice and fun,” correct?

… No Captain. No it doesn’t.

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Honestly? But I was sure Tony had said...Never mind, I don't know why I trusted him. I'm sorry for any awkwardness this caused between us.

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I’m sorry, maybe I was confused. The acronym means “Universally nice and fun,” correct?

… No Captain. No it doesn’t.

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Playing along, Steve tapped his finger once against the middle of her stomach in response to the poke she had given him. "I thought we finished talking about this Sarah, there will be no ass touching, kicking or otherwise." Childishly, he stuck his tongue out to emphasize the joke, pulling it back in only to smirk down at the fiery brunette and wink.

"I think you've forgotten: I work with a hulk.  After some time, you learn that there are certain things in life you need to have extras of." Steve grimaced at an unwanted memory, laughing dryly before clarifying, "I have a spare key I keep under the doormat for emergencies or situations like this - not that I make it a habit of offering my house keys to beautiful women! You're the first." He lightly blushed at the mistake, but continued on, hoping she wouldn't make a remark concerning the coloring.  "How is this going to work then? Boxes, then your house, and finally to our house? Or otherwise?"  After all he had put them through, Steve was determined to not force Sarah into a situation she didn't want and thus, made sure each question was asked, "I" was dotted, and each "T" crossed before they continued the evening.

Steve... I need you...

Sarah sighed in relief as his hands found their way to her hair, snuggling closer into his arms as she wrapped her own around his waist and buried herself into him. He was always so warm. 

And now she was exhausted. Snuggling into him further, the brunette sighed against the blonde’s hold, and smiled at his words. “I love you too,” she answered, closing her eyes with her smile still on her face as she caught his stray thoughts about dancing. Maybe on a day she wasn’t so tired.

“Can we pick up some boxes on the way?”

“Sure, we can get some boxes,” she snorted, not able to contain her laughter for much longer before she rested her head on his chest again as she laughed. 

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Steve laughed along with her, relieved he had finally been able to break through her shell without forever taking away her laughter. "I had to be sure you weren't backing out on me now," he admitted, with a hearty laugh.

He reached into his pocket, fishing for keys as he kept his unoccupied arm, wrapped around her waist. Once he had secured the keys in his grasp, he pulled his hand out and placed them in hers. Looking her directly in the eyes, Steve found himself wondering how he had ever managed to be so lucky. "They're your keys now, just as much as mine, beautiful."

Steve... I need you...

Sarah had no words for how she was feeling right now. All she wanted was for her past to go away, and she had been doing a good job of forgetting about it until he had to go and open his damn mouth about all of this. Why couldn’t he just leave her alone?!

It wasn’t until she saw the look on his face after she screamed at him that she realized why, and felt horrible for getting so angry about it. The Oracle went back into her subconscious, not wanting to deal with the feelings that rose from the pit of her host’s stomach, and Sarah felt her eyes sting with tears she refused to let fall. His words made her a little angry, but she didn’t get a chance to respond before she felt his lips against hers.

She had half a mind to push him away, but deep deep down she wanted him close, so she allowed it and even returned the gesture. She released him when the two of them needed air, and sniffled as she rubbed her eyes. “I’m still mad at you…” she murmured, leaning her forehead against his chest with a shaky breath. “I don’t wanna talk about it anymore. Let’s go home.”

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Since Christina's Sar was hurt by my jerk of a Steeb today, I decided to go through the depths of tumblr and find something to make her happy. So, this is for my Lovely, since she wants to know how to make Sarah visit scrawny Steve. That gif on the bottom left-hand corner can bring this all together for her. I hope.

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You're welcome, Lovely. :D

Is it bad I wanna RP Sarah somehow going back in time and meeting smallish Steve?

She’d beat up the bullies that’re torturing him and then he’d get all mad cuz he’d wanna take them on, and then she’d kiss him and he’d be all AHJSGDHUJKSHFDYGSHUJKSAHLJKDFHSD and follow her around like a lovesick puppy.

Damn you Tristan for putting that into my head.

BUT LOOKIT THIS FACE.

WHO WOULDN’T WANNA SAVE HIM FROM BADGUYS AND THEN GO ON CRAZY ADVENTURES TOGETHER?!

I’m a hot mess, I know.

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Realizing how close he had been to ruining it all had frightened Steve more than any experience he had previously encountered.  Sarah was the person who kept him grounded, who needed him as much as he needed her, the one he wanted by his side as long as he would live. She was also, very obviously, the one who turned him into a sap.  However, as she laid her head against him and admitted where her emotions still resided, he hummed a sound of understanding.

Super soldier or not, Steve was exhausted; though only minutes, the argument took a toll on his person. Realizing this, he wondered just how much it had taken out of Sarah.  Recalling the fragile look in her eyes he lifted his hand and began running his fingers through her hair while he placed his chin on the top of her head. Wrapping his free arm around the small of her back, he held her tightly against himself, not wanting to be separated from her in any way.

"I'm sorry, little lady," Steve whispered in her ear, embarrassingly aware of the vocabulary that made it's way past his lips when he was worried.  "You can stay mad at me as long as you want if you continue to let me hold you like this...I love you." At another time, in a different place, he would have begun dancing with her. Standing with her in his arms, he mused how perfect of a partner she was for him and how glad he was that she hadn't allowed his stupidity to ruin his chance for a future dance.

He wasn't lying, certain he could have held her like that for the rest of the evening, but she asked to go home. Home. He smiled at the thought: their home.  Planting a kiss to the corner of her lips he asked, "Can we pick up some boxes on the way?"

Steve... I need you...

Sarah visibly bristled at how he wasn’t going to let this be. Why couldn’t anyone just let it go?! Not even her parents knew! What the hell was his problem?! She knew he wanted to protect her and keep her safe but he was driving her nuts in the meantime.

“Fine, you want to know what the fuck happened?! I’ll tell you! I was sixteen, fresh after losing you and still pissed the fuck off at the world because of all the shit I went through and Mastermind came to where I had been sobbing and clinging to your grave. He told me there was a way to bring you back but I had to do exactly as he said, so I did. Surprise, surprise, what he brought me in the end was just your rotting corpse and laughing at me for being so stupid, ARE YOU FUCKING HAPPY NOW, SUPER SOLDIER?!” she roared, her eyes flashing dangerously as the Oracle started wondering whether she needed to make an entrance. “I do not want to live through that ever, EVER again and all you do is push me about it! So now you know, are you fucking happy?!” 

“I don’t even know what to say to you right now.”

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Steve's jaw opened momentarily before he decided it was best to shut himself up.  Considering It had been his words which brought her to this point, he figured they could only do harm. Still, he couldn't stand there, leaving the situation as it was; it wouldn't be proper. Hoping he could say something to mend the path they were on, Steve opened his mouth to speak, but sadly couldn't find his voice.

Her words echoed in his mind. She had given herself up for him; all the pain she went through, he had caused it. And now he was only creating more turmoil for her. Attempting to rid the lump that had formed in his throat, Steve swallowed hard.

It was as if a white noise was all around him; how had they managed to fall so far so fast? Above all else, the one line he couldn't manage to free himself from, "ARE YOU FUCKING HAPPY NOW, SUPER SOLDIER?!"  How could she possibly think he'd be happy. She was hurting and that meant he would be too. Whether she didn't understand this or was simply too afraid to admit it to herself didn't change the fact that it was true. As long as Sarah was hurt, he'd be willing to die for her happiness.  He didn't know what he should say or do, but he knew he couldn't continue standing with his mouth hanging open like a fish, gasping for breath.

"I could never be happy knowing you're hurt."

That was it, a whisper was all he had within him. Watching Sarah become so fragile before his eyes was heart-wrenching and he feared any move he wanted to make was the wrong one, but he had to try. If she slapped him, cursed him, even if she allowed the Oracle to have her way with him, at least he would go knowing he had tried to fix the moment and not let her fall apart.  Determined to show her how sorry he was, he marched up to her, took her head in his hands, and with the emotion only a soldier returning to his lady after war could understand, kissed her passionately on the lips.

Steve... I need you...

“I’ll have to see, I’d feel bad having you pack for me and do all the work…” she answered gently, holding his face in her hands as she looked him in the eye. His gaze was distracting for only a moment, until she started hearing a mental list of men they had interacted with in his mind and she turned a deep shade of red. Oh for the love of god.

Alright maybe she lied a bit. Her first time wasn’t as consensual as she had liked it to be but it wasn’t something for Steve to get all pissy about. It was before she came here and she had completely forgotten about it until he had started pressuring her about the whole sex thing. Stupid need for intercourse. Before Steven did something stupid, the woman sighed and rubbed her temples.

“Steve. I was sixteen. It was a LONG time ago. Drop it,” she growled, giving him a look. She didn’t want to get into this. Not with him. The only reason she was manipulated into the act at a young age was because the man offered to bring Steve back from the dead. Sure, she shouldn’t have done it and should have known better, but she had lost the super soldier merely months before that and she was still emotionally raw. 

“I want—No. I need you to drop this, Steven. Do you understand me?” Her tone was severe, locking eyes with the super soldier and giving him a look. “There is absolutely nothing anyone can do about it at this point, and I would rather not relive such a horrid experience because of your damn protective instinct. Drop it or I’m not going anywhere with you.”

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He looked up at Sarah as his eyes grew wide, shocked to hear her growling at him with further information.  It was times like these Steve wished his powers mimicked her own. He hated the wall she was putting up and mentally cursed the fact it wasn't physically tangible, so he could tear it down with ease.  He knew the force in her tone meant she was serious and while the last thing he wanted to do was start an argument just before they moved in together (if she still wanted to, he wasn't quite sure), he couldn't grant her that wish.

"I can't 'drop' something this serious, Sarah!" He wasn't angry with her, but he knew the volume and frustration in his voice could easily be mistaken for it. He bowed his head and shut his eyes, breathing slow, deep breaths while trying not to grind his teeth together. He had shouted at her and he knew that was a step beyond what even he thought he was capable of. "No," he whispered.

He looked up with somber eyes, reaching out to touch her, to bring back some of the prior joy they had that day though he knew he was still forceful in his declaration.  "No. I'm sorry, but I can't act like you haven't told me this. I know you think there's nothing that can be done to fix it, but there has to be, there always is - you're not some damaged package and I won't let you think of yourself that way.  I understand you don't want to relieve it, but I'm not asking you to; the only thing I want is for you to know you can tell me.  And yes, I'm going to be damn protective of you, whether you want it or not Sarah, so you need to start getting used to it. Now, you can say whatever you want, you can hate me, hit me, mess with mind, but I love you and I will not let you get away from me without a fight."

Steve... I need you...

Sarah watched him closely, the way his fists clenched, his jaw tightening, the way his blue eyes became colder and more distant as she could practically hear the internal plans of revenge in the super soldier’s mind. It wasn’t until he reached out and touched her that the woman was able to distract herself from his body language and look him in the eye. 

As he spoke, Sarah let out the air that she had no idea she had been holding in for awhile. At last he finally understood. The brunette chuckled as she felt his lips on her jawline, turning her head and kissing him gently as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “And I love you too, Steve Rogers.”

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Steve smiled, but he was far from happy.  He couldn't help but be angry with himself; this was an extremely important issue that he hadn't took the time to clearly focus on before bringing Sarah to her breaking point. Though in the deepest part of heart heart Steve knew he wasn't as bad as Sarah's first, he couldn't help comparing himself to the man. The thought made him sick to his stomach, despite the sweetness of her kiss.

He tried to continue the conversation, to keep his thoughts hidden from her. "You said you needed boxes. What do you say if I drop you off with Natasha, you can tell her that you won't be living around there after all, and I'll go to your place and pack for you. By the time you're done with her I should have everything packed and ready to move."  His words weren't unkind, but even he could hear the difference of the stoic tone in comparison to his usual lightheartedness.

  His mind had ran through a list of every man he currently knew both he and Sarah interacted with, unable to believe any of them had mistreated her to such a degree. He hoped Sarah would agree to his plan, that Logan would be at the house when he dropped her off, and that he knew who the son of a bitch was and would be willing to divulge the information.  Hell, if he wanted to come along to beat the man, Steve was open to the company.

Steve... I need you...

“Oh good lord, Steven please don’t tell me I’m right about what I think you’re thinking,” she snorted, looking down and blushing slightly as that proved her point and she scooted away from that part of his lap.

“Fine, fine, you’re asking the policy about sex, right?” she sighed, looking him in the eye as she stood up and placed her hands on her hips. “Alright. I’m gonna be frank with you. I’d rather be married to have sex because the last time I had sex he left me right after, but if you’re dead set on doing this then you’d better plan on not going anywhere because I will probably send my father after you if you do. Just saying.”

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Steve responded back with a genuine smile as he noted Pepper's demeanor.  He rarely saw the woman without a smile, though it never appeared to be a forced gesture, and Steve admired the characteristic greatly.

  Taking a seat opposite her, he replied, "I've been well; well, considering my situation, I hope I'm doing well. There's still a lot I'm not too sure of; this, for instance."  With a quick slip of his hand in and out of his pocket, Steve pulled out a small, rectangular device - an ipod.  "A salesman insisted I needed one in order to relate to the present era, but I can't figure out how to make it work." He laughed a little, embarrassed by the truth.  Then he realized his mistake. Lifting his eyes from the gadget to the woman, he continued, "Oh, Pepper, I'm sorry for rambling.  How have you been?"

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Pepper smiled at the new figure in her office way. “Hello, Steve,” she greeted him cheerfully. “How have you been?”