Seriously, holy shit I need to go to my local church. Yep, really need jesus here. He was probably the only one unaware of his new nickname. Scott was going ot steal Stiles for a little bit to talk to Derek and Deaton, something about another supernatural disaster of course, but after that, you and Stiles could finally enjoy a night in together. You were all pretty exhausted so there was no way you would go out. Plus, the sheriff was on night duty, so you would have the night for yourself. The boys were going to drive you to the place of your dates and then visit Deaton before they were yours for the whole night. The thought of what was going to happen when he came back already filling you with pleasure. You rushed into the house turning back in the door to wave. Immediately, you leaned against the door, sighing out from the wave of emotions he made you feel.
Steve Rogers x Reader
See, that’s what the app is perfect for.
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Also, all opinions are from the way the characters think, so they may not align with the truth of things. Steve flipped a burger, poking at the others on the grill before looking up to where the other Avengers were relaxing around the pool in the hot weather. Nat and Bucky laughed at his reaction, and a playful fight broke out, ending with Sam and Bucky both splashing into the pool. Steve made it a point in his life to never be rude or crass to women, to never treat them as less or objectify them, but his eyes were drawn to her breasts by movement. Twin bumps had started pushing against the cups of her swimming suit. He pulled his eyes back up to her face, and saw the light dusting of a blush across her cheekbones, and the dilation of her pupils. She was excited by something, but he was sure it could all be explained by the situation; she was in thin clothing and outside, a breeze blew past or something, that would have made her nipples stiffen, the excited response could be from joking around a minute ago….
He nosed at your forehead, beckoning you to tilt your head up to face him, and you do, just the slightest bit. His eyes locked on yours, open and willing as ever. You catch yourself in a daze sometimes, starting into them. Something about his voice, the way it rumbled through his chest and the way you could feel it through your body made you blush. You were always very vocal about your desires, about what you wanted and needed from Harry, but something was stopping you tonight. He trailed his fingers up and down your cheeks, the slight roughness of them catching on your soft skin. They continued their gentle pattern down to the column of your throat, not gripping, just barely grazing up and down. He could feel you swallow.
