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catch22inareddress · 6 years

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Stolen Choices Chapter Seven Fight Club

Previously: You just silently cried. Steve was getting dragged further down the rabbit hole and would now have to fight in the pit of HYRDA. Steve came in and saw your state and wiped your tears. "It's okay, baby." You stood up. "No, it's not." He put his hands on your arms and you swatted him away. "It's not!" He grabbed you to his chest and held tight. "It's fine, Y/N.Shhh." You cried into his shoulder and he picked you up bridal and carried you to your room and laid you down and pulled you up to his chest. "What if you get hurt tonight? What if Henry finds out about us?" He let out a dark laugh. "That's what you're worried about, baby?" You pulled away to look at him and were surprised at the playfulness of his baby blues. "Yes, aren't you?""Fuck no. Dollface, this was apart of the plan for him to think that we were together. The amazing thing that happened is I fell in love with you and it did happen. As for the fight, I'll have to throw a few punches but I'll win and then you can nurse my wounds later." He laughed. "I'm a super soldier though. It'll have to take more than a fight club to take me down, sweetheart." You leaned in and kissed him. "So fight club then?" He nodded and leaned over you. "But first I need some good luck for my best gal..you know to help with my strategy."You laughed at your insatiable soldier and let your worries subside for the moment. You had the rest of the night to be anxious and troubled over the events to come.

The next morning after you awoke in a tangle of limbs with a particular super soldier. It was pure bliss that was soon interrupted when both of you were given the fight information, and Charlie came over to discuss some information with Steve and you regarding what to expect. Bucky came over to give and gain some intel also and soon you had three large men taking over your home. It was like a big happy family, and you were so uncomfortable that you snuck away and had a glass of brandy to soothe your nerves.

Bucky came into the bar area and sat down startling you and the glass you were holding fall making him catch it mid-air. "Jumpy, doll?" You smiled at him, but it didn't reach your eyes. "Only when I have two super soldiers and my ex-bodyguard having a meeting in my husband's penthouse." He nodded appreciatively of your snarky yet honest comment. "So...what does a man have to do to get a stiff drink here." You pulled out the brandy and poured him a glass. "Simple. Flash a smile my way is fine." He gave you a charming smile, and you were quick to return.

A comfortable silence fell between you two while Steve and Charlie spoke in the other room about tonight, their deep voices booming in the distance. Bucky was the one to break the silence. "So, you and Stevie, huh?" You swallowed the now thick and strong amber fluid as it burned your throat trying not to cough it back out. "Oh...um. Well." You silently shrugged at him not sure how to answer and not knowing what to say. "Hey, it's ok. I just thought you may want to say it out loud. No judgment. Ya know? Sometimes it may help to make sense of it all." Your eyes finally met his, and you saw that there was no judgment and you felt some sense of ease come from it. You wanted, no needed, someone to talk to so it was going to be this brilliant long-haired soldier. Sure, why not?

"I love him, I--I do. I've never had that. I'm so afraid that I will mess this up or he will see me for what I am. He's Captain America, and he's absolutely lovely and I -- I..." Bucky put his hand on yours, and your breathing became steady. "Hey, I've known Steve for longer than I'd care to admit. He's been a punk for a better part of it but with you..well he's found his peace." He let out a breathy laugh, and you smirked. "He's got it bad for you, doll. I mean it. I've never seen him like this, and it's different from Peggy." Steve had told you all about her one night, and your heart hurt for him and to hear that from Bucky made you feel overwhelmed.

"I'm nothing compared to her though Bucky. She is-was elegant and a fighter." Bucky got up and walked around to you, and you looked up at him. "Are you kidding me? You are a fighter! You are a survivor too. Look at the odds you have beat and still laugh and bring joy to a broken man like Steve. You're an anomaly, and that's why he is taken with you. You are the last raw and uncut diamond that he never thought he would find." Something about what he said and everything that had happened over the past few days, hell since you met Steve came tumbling down on you. Every wall built up, and every emotion was stifled through the years finally was let loose. You felt ...free. You started crying, silently and hugged Bucky. He was taken aback momentarily and then returned the embrace wholeheartedly.

"Please don't tell me I broke you, Y/N. Steve will have my ass if so." You pulled back and wiped your eyes and laughed. "No, I just think I finally am getting to the person I need to be. Thank you, Bucky." It was his turn to hide behind his hair and blush.

When you returned to the two men, they were deep in conversation, and you sidled up close to Steve and put your hand on his thigh. Charlie's brow rose high and he stopped speaking momentarily at the exchange, apparently taken aback at your PDA. Steve, however, welcomed it and smiled while putting his more massive hand over yours and threading his fingers through yours. Bucky leaned against the door frame and smirked while internally patting his large ass muscular back for his words of wisdom. He had to tell Nat later and get some reward nookie for his good deed.

"So, Y/N. You get ringside of course. The wives and husbands of those who have fighters in the ring have a place there among the elites, but I will be honest it sounds much more classy than it is. Prepare yourself. It's savage. You'll be standing near the fighting area and its roped off, and you have a private bar. The winner will come over to the VIP area after the fight, which I hope is you. Tonight you fight a man named Jai, and his handle is Boomerang. He's a big guy, so you know he's going to get a few good hits in, Y/N. Steve has to make it look believable." Steve turned to you as your grip on his thigh tightened, and he kissed your temple.

Charlie cleared his throat and continued on. "Right, so. Take the hits. Go to the VIP area, maybe get some more intel with some loose-lipped HYRDA higher ups then get out." Steve nodded as Charlie got up and shook his hand. "Are you going to be there tonight?" You turned to ask him, and he nodded. "I'll walk you out."

"Thank you for this, Charlie." He nodded and when you pressed the elevator door button. "You sure about him, sweetheart?" You paused a moment and took in his grave expression, unsure if he meant his loyalty or if he meant your choice man. "I don't follow." He took both of your hands in his.

"My offer still stands, Y/N. Don't say anything now. Just think on it, yea. I'd leave and run away with you. Hell, the only reason I'm still in New York is that I couldn't leave you behind." The elevator door opened and just as quickly as he grabbed your hands, he let them go and stepped in the lift. "Just consider it." The doors closed and you were speechless. You had chosen, Steve. You shook your head, but it was too late you didn't know that after all this time he still carried those feelings.

When you turned around Steve was there with a tight jaw clenching his fists. "Steve...I" He put his hand up and walked away back to Bucky while you stood there. You knew there was no decision, but to Steve, it probably looked as though you said nothing because you were weighing your options.

Bucky stayed the remainder of the afternoon catching Steve up on happenings with HYDRA and the mission briefing. They were flying out as soon as he returned to take down the second base in the early hours of the morning. You knew Steve would have that weight on his shoulders, along with the fight and what he thought he saw between you and Charlie. The last of which you were able to resolve if he would hear you out, he was the only one that you wanted. No, you needed, and you were going to make this right before you two left.

When you emerged from your room, he was already in his tux, per Charlie's instruction he would change when he arrived. You were wearing a black corset and mesh sheer dress with black strappy heels. Your hair was down, and you wore minimal makeup with black eyeliner, and you were on a mission.

Steve looked up at you but remained stoic after this afternoon and maintained his bearings unsure of where he stood with you with what he witnessed this afternoon. "You ready?" Without one word you walked over to him sitting on the chair and straddled his lap and roughly took his face in your hands and kissed his plush and chapped lips.

He pulled away and searched your eyes, and you could see the confusion on his face that you would erase with your actions. You ran your hands up his muscular torso, and he groaned at this pressure of your fingertips and how your hips rubbed against his dick. It was hard as soon as he saw you walking down the hall to him and your legs were exposed, begging for his touch. He ran his hands up your thighs and gripped them as he nipped and kissed your bare shoulder and collarbone. Your hands snaked between you two and unbuckled his belt buckle, and his breathing quickened knowing what was to come.

Your lips trailed to his neck and made quick work of his shirt, you needed it off and off 5 minutes ago. If you could make a house law that he needed to never have a shirt on you would make it. He plunged a finger into your folds, and you let out a pornographic cry. "Oh, doll. You sound so good to me. You're so wet, did I do this to you? Please tell me?" Your head dropped to his, and you grabbed his face loving that he let you be a bit rough with him, while you were unsure where it came from it was exciting. "I only want you." You started rocking your hips against him as his fingers were working you over and you saw his smirk. "Look at my girl. Fucking my hand." You scratched your nails down his back as you whimpered out his name and he bit your shoulder from the sweet pain you inflicted.

"How do you want me, baby girl?" You smiled and kissed him letting him delve deeply into your mouth and feeling his beard tickle and burn your face. You want to feel him everywhere at once and to never lose that feeling. "Up against the wall, please Cap." He growled as he ripped off your panties entirely and picked you up, kicking off his pants and remainder of his clothes as he walked to the wall. When he pressed you against the wall, you gasped at the pressure and coldness in contrast to his hot skin. You could see the reflection of his muscular ass and broad, thick shoulders in the window to the city and you couldn't look away as he slipped inside of you. Your moans and his grunts only spurred you on as you grabbed onto his hair, gripping tightly.

He looked over his shoulder and smirked then looked at you. "Ya gonna watch me fuck you, doll? Ya gonna scream my name?" You nodded feverishly as he thrust up inside you reaching places you didn't know were possible, and you wailed wantonly. "Fuck me, Steven. Your cock is so big. You fill me up so perfectly." He kept pumping in and out, and your hands found purchase tugging onto his long hair. You suddenly felt the need to mark him up so every woman there would know tonight that he was yours. It turned you on too, having everyone know he was yours and that you could make him come undone. That he only wanted you in a roomful of desirable women his eyes searched for yours. You kissed his neck, and then he found the perfect spot when he pulled your leg up over his hip you bit and sucked on his collarbone, and he moaned out loudly.

"Fuck, doll. Yes!" Your nails ran down his back harshly, and his thrusts became sloppier, both of you were so close. He was coming undone with you marking up his body and being so needy for him, and you were just the same. "Cum for me, doll. Cum around my dick. Please." With those simple words, your walls tightly fluttered around him, and you felt his hot release in your cunt. "Shit, woman. I -I love you." He kissed your lips gently but thoroughly as he set you down lightly on the couch and went to the bathroom breathlessly. He cleaned you up while he stood naked in his glory.

"So you choose me?"

You stood up. "I will always choose you, Steve. I was just stunned speechless. That's all. I love you." He kissed your hand, and you smacked his brilliant ass as he walked away to get dressed.

As you entered the mansion Steve offered you his arm, and you saw Charlie and Val, and he had her arm around his as well, he only offered a nod in your direction. You could feel Steve tense underneath you and you pinched him. "Really?? Did we not just--?" You teased him, and he laughed. "I can't help it, I just get..." He put his hand on the small of your back as you were led to an underground area and he followed and whispered in your ear.

"I get territorial and protective over you. I'm trying to control it." You stopped and turned around with a gleam of lust in your eye. "I like it, I like it with you. Knowing that I'm yours so don't apologize." You quickly turned and made your way down the stone spiral staircase into a dungeon of sorts. It was lit with crystal chandeliers and was luxurious. It was some sort of remodeled wine cellar that was made into a fighting ring and was nothing short of magnificent in a macabre way.

Steve led you to the VIP area where Val and Charlie were chatting with another couple. She immediately took you in and smiled while Charlie shook Steve's hand. "So your handsome bodyguard is fighting tonight. And with the undefeated Jai. Is he ready?" She smiled while giving him a once over. "Word has it that if he doesn't deliver he's on the street." Of course, Henry would be running his mouth, you rolled your eyes and took a drink of your martini. "He will win, I'm sure of it." She smiled knowingly. "So you've seen what's under the suit? Do tell?" You shook your head while Steve came over and whispered in your ear. "It's time, love. See you soon." He so desperately wanted to kiss you but he couldn't so he gave you a knowing look, and you blushed as he walked away. "Val, I don't know what you mean. Even if I did, a lady never tells." She giggled heartily and revealed how she knew. "I can see how you glow now, darling. A look of love. Good for you, even if you don't tell me. I'm happy. Now we just need our favorite fighter to win. I'll put $600k on him since you have such confidence." You walked over to the railing determined for the best spot in the place. Charlie took a place betwixt you and Val to watch over both and keep you two safe.

Steve came out in tight spandex style fighting shorts, and he was a sight to see. As the announcer said his name and the house he belonged to, yours and Henry's, you raised your glass with a slight head nod to the esteemed HYDRA players. The light cast down on Steve showing little love bites and scratch marks, and you blushed from your recent rendezvous, Val certainly gave you a devious and expressive look that only added to your color. Jai then came out with red shorts and looked near feral and dangerous, and you took in his scarred presence. To say he was scary was an understatement and although you knew most men would cower to Steve you only knew him as kind and protective. Jai didn't seem intimidated in the least. You were shaking, and your nerves were standing on end. Steve would surely win but at what cost?

The bell rang and the two danced around the mat. All rules were off, but no weapons were allowed, only hand to hand combat. Jai took a running jump and punched mid-air at Steve who rolled away and dodged it, quick to his feet. They were closer now, and Steve did a quick right-left and barely missed Jai's face while he was able to connect with Steve's ribs. He coiled back and was stunned a moment. He shook his hair out of his face, and Jai got in a punch to Steve's lips, and you saw the blood spill out, and you flinched, gripping on the railing tightly. Charlie took your waist in his large hand in hopes to comfort you, but it was to no avail. You knew that Steve would have to get in a few hits, but still, it pained you to see it. He was bloody and bruised.

At last Steve connected his fist with Jai's face and swept his feet out from under him and landed atop him on the ground. His left hand was caught by Jai, but with his right hand, he let go an unrelenting attack on his torso at close range. Finally, Jai kicked Steve off and scrambled to his feet, heavy for fresh air. That was when the first bell rang.

Steve walked over and grabbed some water, and you could see his busted lip and rosy cheeks when he looked up and winked at you. Charlie's hand tightened ever so slightly, and you ignored it, that was a discussion for another day.

When the bell rang for round, two Jai came in with a vengeance. He swept across the floor with a growl that echoed off the walls and jumped up, kneeing Steve in the chin. Steve's head flew back against the side column, and he stumbled. Jai quickly took out two punches to the face and ribs, but Steve had enough games. He was tired of looking like he was getting beat especially in front of his girl. Fuck everyone else. Yea this guy was good, hell in a different life he would probably ask him to fight on the team. Not this life though. He over up at you and saw the worry and fear on your face. He swore he even saw some blood spatter on your shoulder and he inwardly recoiled.

He was far enough away that he ran and took his broad shoulder to Jai's torso and body slammed him to the hard concrete ground and Jai yelled in pain. Steve was sure something had broken and got up and but Jai was quick to follow, albeit in pain. He put up his fist in defense but not before waving Steve forward with a bloody smirk.

Steve came in with a swift punch, and Jai's head flared back, and he punched him in the ribs twice. Jai quickly took Steves feet out from under him, but he flipped kicked out, so he was right back up. Jai knew it was closing time and was frustrated so he reached to the closest table and grabbed a knife and swung at Steve and got his bare torso, barely and the crowd gasped but the bell didn't ring, and you looked to Charlie and he shrugged. "All for a good show, sweets. He'll be ok."

Steve faked left then went right and gave him a right hook and kicked out his knee cap and he fell like a sack of bricks to the floor, and the knife skidded away from him. Steve walked away just as the bell rang, conveniently. Naturally, the new winner was Steve as they carried a very pissed off and broken loser Jai to his unfortunate fate, whatever that may be.

Your eyes didn't want to leave Steve, but he was escorted out to get cleaned up and changed. You downed the rest of your martini as you turned around. Val snorted, "Oh darling. You've got blood on you. Charlie, be a dear and go get her cleaned up." Charlie nodded and took you to a secluded side and grabbed a damp cloth and delicately took your hand. "You, ok?" You silently nodded. "We knew he was going to win. It's ok." You remained silent as you felt the adrenaline fade and were feeling off. He put his hand under your chin. "You...you aren't going to choose me are you, sweets?" Your brows stitched together and you slowly shook your head. "I'm sorry, Charlie. I love you. Just not like that. I'm so--." He cut you off with a shrug. "He I can't compete with him, but I thought I'd throw my cards on the table. Otherwise, I'd always kick myself. It's ok. As long as I know you're safe, that's all I need for now. Besides, it's time for me to get out of this shit show anyways." You agreed, and he walked you over to the sofa and you made some small talk with random socialites while you awaited your fighter's appearance.

It was about two hours later when he returned, and you had a few drinks in you, and needless to say were buzzed and upset with his absence. He was shaking hands as he made his way next to you and Charlie excused himself to see to Val.

"Dance with me, doll." You shook your head, and he sighed and sat down and sighed. "I had some schmoozing to do with the 'council members' members, but it's looking good. Word is Henry isn't doing too well and that my fighting tonight has fared well for him. You looked at the handsome soldier next to you. His face was bruised, and lip busted but damn he was gorgeous. "What else did they say?" He leaned in and licked his lips looking at your face, darting between every feature he could view.

"That they haven't been pleased with his loose lips, they think he's the mole that has leaked intel. We can talk more about it later. That means your safe though." Your foreheads were almost touching. You were safe, and somehow Henry was taking the hit for all of the intel you gave the Avengers.

It felt like everything was falling into place....or was it. Steve was signed up for another fight in two days and tomorrow you had your meeting with Henry. As you looked around, you saw every eye on you, and you felt like you and Steve you lambs in the lion's den. The stage was set.

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Stolen choices

Chapter Six Simply Ravenous

Previously:

"Don't you dare, woman. I want to hear every sound you make. I want to know what I do to you. Hear it, feel it, taste it." He said those words in between nips and kisses on your neck and you found more confidence from within that you never knew you had. "What if I only want to hear every sound you make? Feel you and taste you?" He looked back at you with confusion, and you only held a devilish smirk on your face.

Your hands reached for his belt, and he stilled them and shook his head. "No, doll. I don't want to make--" You laughed at his words and gently silenced him with a kiss. For the first time ever you were turned on, and you were on a high that you didn't want to let go of. Steve had the power to erase every time Henry touched you, and for that, you had no words. You were in love, and it was as simple as that. At this moment, the only thing you wanted was to have him in any way that you could, and your heart was beating out of your chest at the excitement of it!

While your kiss distracted him you unfastened his belt and moved your hand beneath his boxers to his impressive cock, and he gasped into your mouth and you felt pride. You lowered to your knees in front of him while he braced himself on the brick wall with a look of adoration and slight conflict. Unsure if you genuinely wanted to but when his cock was freed, and you batted your eyelashes up towards him and licked a long stripe up his thick cock any doubt that you wanted this was washed away.

He fought to keep his eyes open as pure bliss washed over when he watched you take in as much at your mouth would allow. One hand took in the rest of his length and girth as the other massaged his balls. You hollowed out your cheeks and went as far back as your gag reflex would allow. Steve moaned and allowed his hand the luxury of holding your hair and gently guiding you. You hummed in delight when he did so and that only made his cock twitch harder in your delicious mouth. "Ah fuck, doll. M'not gonna last. M'gonna cum, sweetness." He went to pull out but you gripped his thighs and pulled him deeper, and he let out a strangled groaned as hot ribbons of cum shot down your throat, and you took it all and milked his cock for all it was worth.

When he was done, you tucked him back in his boxers with his chest heaving and buckled his pants up as he gasped for air. When you stood before him, he took you into bulking arms and kissed you ardently. "I'm finding that I need you more than air, woman. Please, tell me that I'm not alone in this. Please tell me that you need me as much as I do you." He held your face searching for an answer urgently. "I want you and I need you, Steven." He smiled the most earth-shattering smile. "Then let me get you home, so I take care of my girl." He bit his plump lip and took your hand and led you out off of the balcony through the crowd with only one intention.

Making you his.

The ride back to the penthouse was torturous, and Steve was the ever cavalier driver gripping the steering wheel tightly and keeping his hands to himself. The only telltale sign that you were torturing him was the white knuckles at his ten and two and his labored breathing which caused you to smirk. This also gave you a burst of courage that you had never encountered till this recently and it hummed through you. Your hands pulled up your dress and caused the split to expose your thighs to the taut soldier next to you, and his breath hitched. You ran your nails along your thighs roughly, and you moaned at the feeling thinking of Steves hands on you instead of your own. Your head fell back against the seat rest, and you grabbed his bicep and pulled him towards your body.

"Doll..." He growled and you saw out of the corner of your eye he was biting his lip and eyeing your lacy panties intensely. "Put your hands on me, Cap." His eyes flicked to yours, and they were so dark you could've sworn they were black and your breathing picked up chest heaving. He didn't miss the effect he was having on you, touch-starved was what he had said. He couldn't deny you, especially when you were starving for his touch and he was was the only thing that could quench your thirst.

"You want me to touch that pretty little pussy, doll?" You nodded to him and whimpered at his gruff voice but soft face as he looked at you. He stopped at the red light and took in your needy appearance and then without missing a beat reached over and ripped off your lace panties and you gasped at the delightful friction it caused. He stuffed them in the pocket of his suit, and you smiled. "Fuck, doll. You're so wet for me, and I haven't even touched you." You took his hand and he grinned at your sudden boldness. "Then touch me." He ran his long thick fingers through your slick folds, and you moaned at the exquisite touch and electricity shooting through you. "So responsive. I love it. Ya gonna be like that when I lick you? Taste you? When you feel my beard on your thighs?" You let out a wanton moan and he chuckled. "That sounds like yes to me. Yea?" You grabbed on to his bicep as he pushed his middle finger in and ran his thumb over your clit. "Fu-fuck yes, Steven."

All of a sudden the car turned off, and you felt him pull away. You turned to him and whined, but he only laughed at your pout and shrugged. "Sorry, baby. We're home." He grabbed you with such ease as if you weighed nothing and pulled you onto his lap. You silently thanked him for taking the SUV for the extra room you had to sink down on his large thigs and frame to straddle him comfortably. He took the fingers still slick with your juices into his mouth and sucked them clean. "So delicious, fuck doll. Where have you been all my life?" Your eyes went dark, and you started to shy away, and he took your face in his large hands. "Hey, doesn't matter. You're here now and I ain't lettin' ya go. Ya, hear me?" You nodded and kissed his warmed lush lips, but he was the one who moaned this time as you let your hips grind into him, once- twice and three times. His fingers dug into your thighs surely leaving bruises that you welcomed, and you tugged on his hair as his face delved into the sweet spot on your neck. His beard leaving perfect red marks up and down the delicate untouched skin on your neck and collarbone.

"I need you, Captain." He never would've thought hearing Captain would be a turn on but hearing you say his rank made his cock twitch and feeling your wetness seep through his pants only contributed to his current needy state. "Tonights about you, Y/N. Let me take care of you." You thought he had, and he was, but he opened the door and climbed out and carried you to the elevator all the while kissing you desperately.

Somehow he made it to the bedroom without incident and gently put your feet down. He turned you around and unzipped your dress with nimble fingers. The look on his face revealing that you had no bra made him shiver with jealousy at the thought that every man tonight probably knew.

"Sit." His voice was firm and you complied loving the intense look in his eyes and how he stared at you taking in your bare frame, memorizing it. His jaw twitched as he started to unbutton his shirt and your hands itched to help. He tsked you when you squirmed to assist him. "No, watch me, love. I'm yours, but you've been torturing me. Now it's my turn." Had you tortured him? Did you have an effect on him? Of course, you did. You smirked as your burst of confidence and opened your legs slightly and his brows quirked. "Naughty girl I have here."

He pulled the undershirt over his head and then unbuckled his belt and slid them down with his boxers and you finally had a chance to see Captain America in all his naked glory. Words could not do justice to how intoxicating he was, and you licked your lips as he pumped his considerable cock in his hands. "You like what you see, darlin'. You want me?" You shook your head. He tsked again and you looked up at his face as he stalked towards you. "Need words darlin'. What do you want?"

"I want you. I want your--your mouth. Your cock. Anything. Please. I just need you." He knelt between your legs and you subconsciously scooted back on the bed. "You just want me tonight?" You shook your head then remember that he wanted words. "No, I want you for however long I can have you." He kissed your knees. "Good girl. That's what your Captain wants to hear. Let me make you feel good, love." You felt your body quake at the feel of the softness of his lips in contrast to the roughness of his beard as he kissed your thighs and continued upwards until he found your wet dripping center. "Fuck, woman. I've never made a dame so wet. Please tell me that this is all for me. Tell me that I'm that only man for you." He licked a thick stripe up your center and into your warm folds and you cried out. "Its all for you, Steven. Ah- Please. You’re the only one for me." He smirked at your words and finally knowing that you were his and he was going to make tonight all about you.

He sucked on your sensitive nub and you arched your back and cried out his name when he put his strong arm over your hips to hold you in place. "Be still, doll." You just hummed in response as he dove back in licking up your arousal and moaning at the sweet taste of you. You grabbed his hair and tugged helplessly as his ministration quickly was leading you to the precipice of euphoria. His soft lips, long hair, rough beard. Every sensation was too much. He thrust a long thick finger inside of your center and curved it so to hit you just right. "Ah- Steven. That feels so good. You feel so good with on me. Ple--Please don't stop." He twirled his tongue in slow but steady infinity symbols while thrusting his fingers in and out. His beard caused friction on every perfect sensitive spot and thighs leaving a delicious burn you'd delight in tomorrow. He moved his head side to side as he felt your walls fluttering around his fingers.

"Come for me, babydoll." You opened your eyes and looked down at him from a propped up elbow. His long hair threaded through your hand while stray lock fell over his sweaty forehead and his long lashes revealing the blue and lust filled eyes yearning for your release. He was devouring you at this moment, and he was so turned on that it made you cum at the sight of it. Every sensation overthrew you into pure bliss as you called out his name and hands found whatever purchase they could find to ground your body. He continued to lick and suck until your high was ridden out and then lazily kissed and sucked up your body and laid next to you.

You opened your eyes and smiled at the super soldier, slick with sweat and lips wet with your arousal. You didn't waste a moment and threw your leg over him and straddled his large thick thighs. You crashed your lips to his and tasted yourself on him, and both of you moaned into each other. You were breathless when you parted. He was sitting against the headboard with you straddling him, and you could feel his hard cock against your already aching core. Yet, even after all of this, you were unsure of the next step. His eyes searched yours and you shivered while he tucked your hair behind your ears.

"You are so beautiful, doll." You smiled timidly at him and his held your face. "I mean it. All of you. I -I'm falling for you." Your eyes found him and found only truth and love there. "If you want to wait for ...this. I can. I don't want you to regret anything with me."

"Steve, I've never wanted anything more in my life. I'd follow you anywhere if you'd have me." His forehead touched yours and his breathing picked up.

"Say it again?" Your brows pinched together. "What?" He looked so vulnerable, and it broke you a moment that this super soldier could be so exposed because of someone like you.

"That you would follow me, love." Realization hit you. Did he want you even after this? "I will follow you, Captain Steven Grant Rogers. After all of this. Whether you chose to save the world or one person. I'm yours and only yours." His breathing hitched at your words, and then he gave you the most breathtaking smile and leaned in for a gentle kiss to seal the deal.

Your body, by its own volition, started to slowly grind against him throughout the slow and passionate kiss. One hand threaded through your hair, and the other grasped your breast and took your sensitive nub and flicked it causing you to gasp. "Please, Steven. I need you."

"Yea, doll? What do you need from me?" He smiled at your blushing face before he leaned into your neck kissing sweet spot and kitten licks and nibbles making you thrust into him. "I need you inside of me, Captain Rogers. Now." He laughed at your fiery and needy tone. "As you wish, doll."

He pulled his face away and effortlessly lifted your hips up and very slowly lowered you onto his considerable length and size.

"Ahh fuck, doll. You're so tight. Gotta tell me if I hurt ya?" You leaned in breathlessly and kissed his neck and collarbone. He was so gentle with you while Henry just used you. You closed your eyes because you could barely contain the emotion lacing through you. "You won't hurt me, Steven. I need this, you. Please." He finished lowering you on him and gripped your sweat slicked back to his equally drenched body, and you began to move against him.

"You feel so good, Steven. I've... never gah... so good." He bit your shoulder at the words and then licked where he caused you the sweet pain. "Oh, baby. I know, you were made for me." He carefully but with full of power flipped you over to your back and hovered over you with the weight of a super soldier and gentleness of Steve Rogers. "M'gonna make you feel so good, doll. You're mine. Say it." He growled it out, so possessive and you loved the idea of being his. So safe and secure.

"I need it fast Steve, you won't hurt me. Please. Give it to me." Those words unleashed him as he drove deeper into and you cried out in pleasure. He buried his head in your neck and nipped and sucked at your sweet spot and you wrapped your arms tightly around his broad shoulders and neck, pulling him even closer.

"Ah- doll. You're so tight. You're mine. Gah. Fuck." His thrusts were becoming sloppier, and he grabbed your leg hitching it up high on his hip allowing him to pierce deep into you hitting your g-spot perfectly. "Yes, please. Right there. Don't stop. I'm cumming." Your nails scratched his back to find purchase on anything, and he growled at the pain. "Look at me, doll. I wanna see you coming undone." Your walls fluttered around his thick cock and as you came and when he saw what he did to you he came shortly after. You cunt milked his cock for every drop and he collapsed on top of you sheltering you while supporting his weight on his firm arms.

Both of you were breathless and sweaty but so spent from every bit of euphoria that each of you had dragged out of one another. After another moment he reluctantly pulled out of you and laid to your side and smiled softly at you.

"Was..was that o-ok?" You were the first to break the silence, and all you heard was a soft and husky chuckle, and then he pulled you close to his strong chest. "Are you kidding me, woman? You are perfection and this wasn’t a deal breaker. Even if we tripped a few times, this would have still been amazing because it was with you. Yea?" He brushed your hair back and gently kissed you.

You smiled into the kiss and then laid your head on his shoulder. "What are we going to do, Steve?" He ran his hand in soothing circles on your bare shoulder. "I've got you, doll. I'll figure this out and I'll --get you out of this mess. Let someone else worry. Someone take care of you."

The next morning you awoke to an empty bed and decided to take a shower and loosen those sore muscles from your previous workout the night before.

As you look at your body, you could see the love bites and beard burn, and you blushed as your hands ran over the marks loving the feel of it. When you emerged from the shower, you came out and got dressed in something casual. You hid the love marks and bruises with makeup and concealer and smiled at the ones that were for your eyes only.

You came out to a Steve staring aimlessly out the window without a shirt and in sweats. He looked deep in thought but he was absolutely beautiful, and you felt the crimson heat from last night stain your cheeks as you shamelessly watched him.

"Hey, soldier." His head turned to you, and his eyes examined your form, and a lazy smile graced his face. "Hey, doll." His had his elbows on his knees as he took in the view and you could tell that he had something on his mind. While you were new to this, the way his body responded to you gave you confidence. You walked over to him and he leaned back on the couch, and you climbed atop him and straddled his lap. "Now this, I could get used to."

You laughed. "That could be arranged, handsome." He smiled and hummed in response. "So, what's on your mind?" He quirked that brow of his in response at you. "How do you? I mean what makes you think I got somethin' on my mind?" You shrugged. "Just a feeling. I mean I woke up to an empty bed and something had to pull you away. Then you were deep in thought and tense, but you didn't pull away from me. It's not me that's got you thinking. At least I don't think so. So again, what's up?" He nodded. "You're clever, doll."

He ran his hands up and down your arm. "I got a message and they want me for the fight club. First one is tonight. I also got an email from Henry that I have a talk with him in an hour about the... arrangements." Your body was tense, and you were breathing heavy. "Hey, hey. It's alright. He doesn't ...he can't touch you. They want me for fight club so he can't get rid of me. Charlie said that much." You nodded your head frantically and kept your tears at bay, you had to be strong.

The call came in and since it was for Steve you stood outside of the office at the ready just in case Henry asked for you.

"So it seems the members of the Club have become interested in you Mr. Grant." Steve nodded. "Yes, sir. They inquired about me last night it would seem at the Mayor's Gala." You could tell by Henry's tone that he was both pleased but disgusted. Having Steve in his employment and if he was in the fight club and won could favor Henry.

"You will attend tonight and win otherwise you will be dismissed from my employment. Understood?" Steve was quick to respond to Henry in an understanding. "One more thing, Grant. I've seen the images of the way you look at her. She is my property, bought and sold. You lay one of your fucking hands on her I will cut it off and put it on display in my fucking office for future employees. Am I making myself clear?"

"Crystal clear, sir." Henry cleared his throat. "Good. Send her in." Steve walked out and into the hallway and silently leaned up against you. He kissed you and whispered into your ear, "I'm right here, doll. You're ok." You nodded and with your shoulders back you walked in and sat in front of the screen.

"Good morning, wife. Need I remind you? It looks like you and your guard have become comfortable, and I don't fucking like it! I've already warned him, and you should know from Charles. Do you remember?" You flinched at the memory. "Yes, Henry. I remember everything." He smirked at your pale face and the sickly feeling that overcame you. "You. Are. Mine. I fucking own you. Understood?" You nodded. "WORDS?!?!" Tears silently ran down.

"Yes." He smiled and composed himself. "Good. Now moving on. You are to represent our household at the fights. They happen every other night should he be invited, you will go in my place..until I return. If he loses, he is fired. If he touches you, he will die and you will suffer."

"Understood, Henry. Are we done? I have to make arrangement for this evening." He narrowed his eyes but nodded. "Oh, don't forget. I could find you wherever you go." Your face didn't change or flinch at his remark as you hung up on his smug look.

You just silently cried for a moment before you heard Steve’s footsteps. He was getting dragged further down the rabbit hole and would now have to fight in the pit of HYRDA. Steve came in and saw your state and wiped your tears. "It's okay, baby." You stood up. "No, it's not." He put his hands on your arms, and you swatted him away. "It's not!" He grabbed you to his chest and held tight. "It's fine, Y/N.Shhh." You cried into his shoulder and he picked you up bridal and carried you to your room and laid you down and pulled you up to his chest.

"What if you get hurt tonight? What if Henry finds out about us?" He let out a dark laugh. "That's what you're worried about, baby?" You pulled away to look at him and were surprised at the playfulness of his baby blues. "Yes, aren't you?"

"Fuck no. Dollface, this was apart of the plan from the beginning. For him to think that we were together? The amazing thing that happened is I fell in love with you, and it did happen. As for the fight, I'll have to throw a few punches, but I'll win and then you can nurse my wounds later." He laughed. "I'm a super soldier remember? It'll have to take more than a trivial match to take me down, sweetheart." You leaned in and kissed him.

"So fight club then?" He nodded and leaned over you. "But first I need some good luck for my best gal..you know to help with my strategy."

You laughed at your insatiable soldier and let your worries subside for the moment. You had the rest of the night to be anxious and troubled over the events to come.

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Stolen Choices Chapter Nine: Putting it Back Together

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Previously:

Neither of you spoke a word until you were a mile away. "I'm sorry about Charlie.""Pull over." He looked at you with anxiety covering his face. "Please, pull over." He did as you asked and pulled down a dirt road. You took a moment and unbuckled yourself and then climbed into his lap and held him like he was your lifeline, while he just took in your scent. "Are you ok?" He chuckled slightly. "After all of that you're asking me---" You interrupted him while pulling away to look at his face. "Damnit Steven, are you ok?" He stopped and nodded. "Yes, Y/N. I'm ok." You pressed your forehead to his. "Is Charlie ok?" Steve sighed. "He will be. Fractured ribs and jaw. Tony is smuggling him to the tower for the best care." You kissed him chastely. "Thank you." He just simply nodded in response. "I know it was hard for you to fight him." "I didn't want to hurt you, baby. He's a good man, and I didn't want to. So yea. It was hard." You two sat there a few more moments. You told Steve about Chambers and you laying the final nail in Henry's coffin, and Steve beamed up at you. His phone went off with a text saying final round tomorrow night. "That's the night we raid. Then we're done...done with all of this, doll." You smiled as he pulled you close to him and gave you a soul-searing kiss branding every inch of you

"I'm telling you that's the guy?" Chambers laughed at his daughter in laws ridiculous statement. "Look didn't you see how inhumanly fast his fighting skills were against Charlie tonight? He's too good to be true." She looked up at him with such conviction he gave it a second thought. He was good. Damn good. "Just look at the security footage and compare it to press releases. Mr. Steve Grant is Steve Rogers. As in Steven Grant Rogers." Valerie looked up at her father in law as he wiped the blood from Henry's face off his knuckles. It was finally clicking. "Prep the table! Give the fucker Henry the serum. Tomorrow's fight is going to go down in the books."

Tonight was the final fight, and the raid and tensions were thick. You had snuck into Steve's room in the early hours because you couldn't sleep and knew that Henry wasn't coming home. The worry over Charlie's injuries and this sick feeling that tonight wasn't going to go as planned plagued your thoughts, and you needed to be near him.

As you climbed into bed with him he just wordlessly lifted his arm and let it engulf you. He pulled you tight against him and you breathed in his leather and woodsy scent as he did the same to your floral fragrance, memorizing it.

Both of you were able to get a few hours of sleep before light crept in, invading the room and your stronghold. The soft rain was soothing enough to lull you both into a sense of calmness.

Fury and Tony couldn't risk anyone coming over so they arranged a teleconference that lasted a few hours and you sat in the background taking in the intel. You were to do as usual, except this time you had a few weapons that were on your person as a failsafe. They were discreet and disguised in the form of a dagger as a hairpin laced with poison and a lipstick case that had one bullet in it. "Steve, this is right Bond shit." He smirked at you and your silly excitable antics. "Well, you're the Bond girl to my Captain America."

He pulled you into his lap, and you lay draped over his massive frame. "Will you take a shower with me, darling?" You nodded your head, and he carried you to the shower and delicately took your clothes off. He started to undress, but you held his hands, stopping them.

"Allow me." He nodded but said nothing. You could see his adam's apple bob beneath his beard and collared plaid dress shirt. You set a torturous pace at undoing each button, and when your eyes met his, they were lust filled and hooded. You let out a lazy smirk. "You have the patience of a saint." He chuckled lightly. "I could watch you all day, love. So long as I know you're mine, I don't care how long it takes." You blushed at his words, knowing that whether he said them yesterday, today, or years from now they would still have the same effect on you as your heart beat rapidly. The wetness forming between your legs was also a sign of that effect.

You allowed your hands to feel his skin as you pushed the shirt off his broad shoulders. You roughly pulled at his belt and he grunted at the harshness of your touch. His eyes never left yours as you unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down. "You look so fucking beautiful, doll." You looked up and smiled at him.

Once he was naked, he gently held your hand and assisted you into the hot shower and lathered up the loofa and ran it across your skin. You took his and put soap on it and ran it across his wide shoulders and washboard stomach. Once both of you were clean he began to wash your hair, which was your favorite part. He spun you around and then rinsed your locks out and let his hands slide down between your legs and you whimpered. "Bend over, doll. This is gonna be quick." You did as he commanded and when you felt him thrust into you, you moaned out from the pain and pleasure.

"You ok, baby?" He asked to make sure that he wasn't causing you pain and you nodded. "I need to hear you say it." He said in his commanding voice and it sent shivers down your spine.

"Yes, please. Steve. Move." You said between panting breaths. He began at a slow but deep pace, and it was nearly unforgivably deep and felt so good. All you could hear was the reverberation and slapping of skin echoing off the walls of the bathroom, over and over again. "Yes..you feel so good, doll. You were made for me. So tight." His loud grunts kept turning you on as he gripped your thigh and you came noisily around him. You could feel him cum inside you after a few more sloppy thrusts and then stopped.

He kissed your shoulder several times and then helped you out of the shower and to your room.

"I’ll leave you to get ready and see you in a bit, doll." You smiled, and he walked out with a towel around his waist and shoulder wet from the shower. A sight that you could watch every day.

When you emerged Steve was in his suit, and you had your formal attire on. "You look stunning as always." You laughed as you took his offered arm. "You have to say that." He looked at you with mock horror. "Why is that?"

You pushed the elevator button. "This may be our last night together." It came out without a filter, and both of you stilled, and he pulled you to him without thought. "Hey! Don't you dare say that? We will get out of this. Together!" You looked to the floor, and he shook you a bit, and it startled you. "I love you for being so optimistic, Steve. But let's be realistic. For once." His endless blue eyes searched yours, and he turned and went to his room, and you stood there watching him retreat. The elevator came and went.

When he returned, he stood before you a moment. "Then let's do it right." You looked at him with confusion. "Be mine. Truly. I thought I knew what love was but I know now I was a fool. You are IT for me. I pray that we make it through tonight, but even if we don't I want to know that you knew that my heart belonged to you from the moment I met you. You lit a fire that I lost. You made me the man I needed to be that I had misplaced along the way. Marry me?" He knelt before you with a ring in his hand.

"You know I'm a married woman." He shrugged. "Technicalities, doll." You laughed and nodded your head. "Yes, I'll marry you." He stood upright and took you in his arms, spinning you around. When you met Steve you stopped wearing your ring from Henry; it was just to show ownership anyways. Steve put on his ring for you.

"So, another reason to make it through tonight. I wanna make sure to give you my last name. I always wanted to get married and now I have the perfect dame to come home to." You looked up at your soldier as you rode the elevator down to the garage.

When you arrived at the estate, there were more people than usual and it made you exceedingly anxious. Steve put his hand on the small of your back as he led you to the VIP area. As you took a glass of champagne, you found Mr. Chambers who greeted you enthusiastically. Valerie wasn't in attendance to your knowledge. "She decided that with Charlie out of the competition she did not want to attend. She and Charlie are...close." You nodded and understood that the fight was hard on her.

"So, Steve. We are looking forward to this evenings fight." He had his hand in his pockets and smiled at Mr. Chambers. "Thank you, sir. I will try not to disappoint. Does the mystery opponent have a name?" Chambers just smirked and shook his head. "Not a fighting name to my knowledge. You should actually get changed though. See you soon, make sure not to disappoint." Steve looked back. "Oh, I don't plan on it. Mr. Chambers. Y/N." He nodded to the both of you and took his leave.

As you saw him retreat to the fighters area, you took a moment to scan the room and saw a few of the Avengers scattered about and that gave you some ease. Chambers took your elbow.

"So dearest Mrs. Abbott. I wanted to thank you for your help last we spoke. It turns out the mole that we had was, in fact, your husband." Your eyes snapped to him; you knew that he shouldn't be giving you such information. What was his game? "What mole? Henry?" You played confused as he searched your eyes for untruthfulness.

"Darling, I would love to believe you, but to many coincidences have fallen around you." You shook your head as though you didn't understand what he meant. "Please, Mr. Chambers. I'm unsure what you mean." He tsked you. "Well for one. Henry, he was an idiot. I do think he was very ill-fitted for the organization. Perhaps he was a mole, that's neither here nor there. Now, the real issue is how Captain America infiltrated our order under the ruse of your bodyguard?" You couldn't hide the flicker of fear that he saw across your face. "Ahhh, there it is. So here we are now, my dear. Your fool husband was tortured and then put back together with a similar super soldier serum, and now he will fight your Captain, to the death." You pulled your arm away, and he grabbed it again, sure to leave bruises as your strained to break free.

"Guards. Keep her here, discreetly. When the fight is over take her upstairs." The two guards agreed, and you searched for Wanda to read your mind, but she was nowhere in sight. You saw Clint and were able to discreetly sign "Cap compromised" he nodded and went to inform the others. You looked at your ring as the bell announced the fighters.

Steve came into the ring first and had looked stoic and ready for the brawl, did he know yet? A few moments later a combat-ready Henry came out, and you could Steve stutter-stop momentarily. He didn't know. You wanted to yell that he had the serum and to be ready but you couldn't. Your eyes went to Clint and signed "Super Soldier Serum," and his face paled. He walked to Bucky who then nodded. They needed to assemble a plan, quickly.

Henry smirked at you and then Steve, ready for the fight. He threw both of his arms out and took his stance.

Steve's brows pinched together because he knew that something was off and looked to you and you mouthed Super Soldier, and you saw a flicker over his face of recognition and Chambers swiftly punched you in the gut. "Shut up, Mrs. Abbott, or you won't see who lives and who dies." You closed your eyes and tried to steady your breathing. You didn't want Steve to see you struggle; he needed to focus.

The bell rang in the slow motion and haze of the introductions and the entrance of the fighters. Henry charged at Steve and pummeled him into the closest table making the patrons scream and run to get out of their way. The rest of the lewd crowd cheered on the two fighters to your horror. The table instantly broke under their weight, and they slammed to the ground, and Henry threw two punched into Steve's sides. You could see from Steve's face that he felt the pain behind Henry's punch. Your soldier was able to land a knee into Henry's ribs, and it launched him into the air, and he flew back landing a few feet away.

You knew that even with Henry having the super serum, he was too cocky and didn't have Steve's experience nor his fighting knowledge. You prayed that he would survive and would be intact and Henry wouldn't fair well. Henry jumped to his feet as did Steve and they circled one another once again.

"Did you have fun with my wife, Steve? Or should I say, Captain." Steve's eyes went wide with the acknowledgment of his formal title. "That's right, they know you are, why do you think they would give me the serum? I'm going to kill you then they will take her and toss her around amongst the men. That's what they do to trash and traitors." Steve's fist clenched at his sides, and he threw a punch at Henry's face, connecting and throwing him back while lifting him off the ground. He flew into the wall and slid down to the hard floor. Steve stalked over to him and climbed atop his chest and began punching him, again, and again.

Out of nowhere, Henry spat blood in Steve's face, blinding him a moment then head-butting him and fell back to the floor, and Henry got up and began kicking Steve. You screamed from the balcony, and Steve looked up to you as Chambers backhanded your face. "Steve!!! Get up! Fight for me!"

When he saw you get hit, Steve felt like a failure. Taking a quick moment to look around, he saw Bucky and Nat in position and knew he needed to create a distraction. It was now or never. He jumped up to his feet and grabbed the table top and threw it like his shield to Henry's face hitting him in his jugular and he fell to his knees gasping for air. The crowd cheered as he walked over like a hunter towards Henry. Without remorse, he took Henry by his shirt to hold him up, and he punched him in his face without regret. Over and over. Then he stood Henry up as wobbled back and forth, knowing he had the upper hand and he would never touch you again. "You will never harm her again. She is mine." He snapped Henry's neck, and he fell to the ground causing everyone to gasp. That was when the Avengers went into action and the bullets and arrows were in the air.

Chambers grabbed your arm and with guards surrounding all of you took off, dragging you behind him. Self-preservation kicking in at it's best. "Let go of me you bastard." He ignored your pleas as he took you up the stairs and you ripped your hand away only to be grabbed by one of the armed men. "Shit!"

You could see Steve just around the corner looking for you and you yelled for him, as he and Bucky caught your location and took off after you. Steve was bloodied and bruised, but he was on a mission.

Chambers threw you into an artillery room, and he grabbed several guns while his two armed followers did the same. You took out your lipstick case and aimed it towards the closest keeper and shot it through his neck and he yelled, thrashing about and blood shot all over you.

"What the fuck did you do?" The other man grabbed you by your hair and slammed you against the wall and you fell to the ground with the wall spinning around you. Taking the pin out of your hair, you were ready if either of the men came closer. You were cursing yourself for not remembering the weapons earlier, but you weren't a fucking soldier. This wasn't your life!

You could hear heavy boots and knew it was Bucky and yelled for him resulting in a swift kick to the abdomen but you were able to stab him in the calf with your poison dagger and Chambers yelled out in pain.

"Fucking bitch!!?" Bucky kicked down the door and saw you with relief all over his face, and you saw him grin when he regarded the man you killed and the other one you injured. "Atta girl!"

"Stevie!" Steve came in and without thinking started marching towards you but the other well-armed guard shot at him, and he fell to the ground and you screamed. Bucky saw him hiding behind a weapons wall and walked over, taking him out with a double tap. He walked over to a disabled Chambers who was now temporarily paralyzed from the poison and tied him up.

You were dizzy from having your head bashed against the wall but made your way to Steve who was now sitting up. Bucky knelt down beside both of you, "You ok? Both of you?"

Steve was grazed on his head by the bullet, and he was sure as hell suffering from a bitch of a migraine at the moment, super soldier or not. His hand went up to your face. "You ok, doll?" You nodded and winced at the pain. "I will be. I just need you." He smiled and pulled you close to him.

"Uh guys, I hate to break it up. The area is far from secure, and both of you are bleeding from the head. So yea..." Steve was the first to get up and wrapped his arm around your waist to steady you. Bucky picked up Chambers and dragged him out of the mansion with Nat, Clint, Sam and Tony all in tow.

When you were back at the tower, Steve carried you to the med bay and you passed out from exhaustion and undoubtedly the head wound. When you awoke it was a full day later, and Steve was by your side, a little worse for the wear but still handsome as ever. Super soldier serum at his finest.

He took your hand in his, and you sat up. "Hey hey, doll. Easy does it." You smiled. "Lay with me." He looked at the tiny bed skeptically. "That's not gonna fit a guy like me, baby." You laughed. "It will if I lay on you." He smiled deviously and climbed on the small bed, and you laid nearly on top of him, and he wrapped his arms around you. "Now this I could get used to." You cuddled close to him, relaxing immediately into the safety of his arms.

"You know you didn't have to kill him. You could've kept him alive and gotten more intel. That's not like you." He hummed in response but remained silent for a few minutes then spoke. "I would normally bring him in for justice to be served but he didn't deserve that, and you deserve more. More than looking over your shoulder for him at every turn." You looked up to him and kissed his lips softly. "Thank you.. for everything." He gave you a small smiled.

"So this means that you still want to leave this life behind and marry me. Have a quiet life somewhere? Probably have Bucky and Nat drive us crazy and ...maybe..a few kids?" Your face beamed up at your soldier and imagined a life with him. "I'd marry you now if I could. I'm a free woman." He looked at you as if you dared him and you just glared back at him as a challenge.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y.?" You looked at him quizzically. "Yes, Captain Rogers?" He smiled mischievously at you in your nightgown. "Will you please have the Ordained Tony Stark and the rest of the team down here immediately? I have a woman here who needs a new last name." The snarky AI responded quickly.

"Great, just what Mr. Stark needs. Something to boost his ego more. Shall I tell Sargeant Barnes that he's the best man or will you be doing the honors, sir?" He leaned in and kissed you.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y. just tell the damn Avengers to assemble will ya?" He shook his head as you giggled and kissed you as if his life depended on it and he was branding your soul with his name right then and there. In a way he was.

Mrs. Steven Grant Rogers, that was a choice that you would never regret. Not in a thousand years.

I hope everyone liked this series. It is DONE. I was thinking about doing an Epilogue but it I do it will be in the future with no real date in mind. So as for now I will put complete on this puppy. It was a fun and angsty as hell journey but I love my protective Steve and I hope that I did him justice and made the Reader out to be someone that you all loved. If not..sorry about your luck. Maybe next time?

Please feel free to comment. I live for that shit and hit me for a request. While I am new to requests I will be more than happy to give it a go!

Love to all and thank you sooooo much for all of the love!!!!!!!!!

You guys are so amazing and awesome and I adore all of you for taking the time to read my fics!

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