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reebmiester · 1 year
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Steve and the Barnes family
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𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰/𝘰𝘪𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩
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cinnamoncascadian · 4 months
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Steven "Fight me" Rogers
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https://x.com/little_wolf82/status/1638607805832626176?s=20
2023-03-22
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murkycrush · 1 year
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Preserum Steve for the New Year 💋 Support me on Ko-fi | Print Shop | Commissions 
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littlelioncub43 · 2 years
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I Could Do This All Day
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Summary: You've been dating Steve for a while, and you just want a little taste.
Pairing: Preserum!Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader
Word count: idk, I wrote this on my phone
Warnings: inexperienced!steve, virgin!steve, oral sex (m receiving), face fucking, cursing, sorta forced creampie so kinda dub-con but it's not that bad, I swear, reader sucks the life out of poor Stevie and he loves it.
A/N: I'm in a dick sucking mood, and all I can think about is cute, little, inexperienced preserum!Stevie. This wasn't supposed to be a drabble, but here we are!
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You'd been going out for quite some time, much longer than any other relationship he's had. He'd taken you out to a local dance, held you close nearly all night. But he doesn't know exactly how you ended up here at his apartment, in his bed with your pretty lips wrapped around his dick. No one had ever touched him before, let alone used their mouth, but holy fuck, what ever you're doing with your mouth is making him see God.
He makes the mistake of opening his eyes only to find you staring up at him with a lustful expression that has his breathing quicken. You insisted on going slow, so you don't trigger an asthma attack or stop his poor weak heart. And at first that seemed like a good idea— but the slow drag of your tongue along the thick vein along the underside of his cock was starting to feel like torture.
"Oh, Jesus, please," he moans in a whiny voice, trying his best to keep his breathing under control while he fisted the sheets. The soothing strokes you give him along his inner thighs and narrow hips only excite him more. You swirl your tongue around his sensitive tip, groaning at the salty taste of his precum. When you give his head a good suck, Steve's hips thrust on instinct, earning a surprised gasp and a slight choke. "Fuck, m'sorry! Are you ok? I didn't mean to-"
"It's ok, Stevie," you smile and kiss his leaking tip, "I want you to do it again, can you do that for me, baby?"
Steve tosses his head back and rolls it side to side— you were trying to kill him, he was sure of it. He brings his eyes back to yours, noting the playful sparkle in them, before nodding. "Yeah, I can."
You hum and hold his gaze as you engulf his cock again. Your hands gathering his from the bedsheets to bring them to your head. Steve holds your head gently and waits for the go-ahead. When you give him a cheeky wink, Steve slowly inches his cock deeper into your mouth, inch by inch he watches himself disappear. His jaw drops wider and wider as he fills your throat, his eyes crossing slightly when he felt your nose nestling against his groin.
"O-Oh! Oh fuck!" He groans loudly, his hands gripping your hair harshly on their own, holding you in place for him. The sting at your scalp makes you moan around him, the vibration shakes Steve to the core. He shivers and trembles violently, fighting back the primal urges that threaten to overtake him. The way he reacts has you practically creaming in your panties. You hold him in your throat for a moment, then you suckle gently— and Steve is done for. "FUCKING HELL!"
His resolve breaks and soon he's pistoning in and out of your mouth as fast as his little body will let him. He holds your face while he fucks it, his knees bent and spread wide. You gasp and moan, his sudden roughness has your cunt fluttering and begging for attention, so you slide a hand to rub rough circles on your clit. You listen to your sweet, innocent boyfriend lose himself to ecstasy. Curses fly from his mouth, your name mixed with wanton begging for God, for more, for release filled his room.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" He cries as his back begins to arch, he can feel a tingling in his limbs as you suck harder and harder, your cheeks hallowed. "I'm gonna fucking cum! Fuck— I'm gonna cum!"
Steve pulls at your hair, trying to release his cock from your mouth, but you have other ideas. No, you wanted him to cum down your throat, you wanted to feel his hot load fill your mouth, taste his seed on your tongue— and you were going to be damned if you didn't get what you wanted.
"Sweetheart, please! Stop, I'm gonna–" he begs, his words dying on his tongue when you suck even harder, your free hand pulling his hips into your face eagerly. Oh. Oh. "Oh fuck, that's it, yes! I'm gonna cum—fuck, yes!"
Steve grows quiet as his high builds, his body feels like it's on fire and covered in ice all at once. His balls ache for release that's just moments away. He buries himself as deep as he could into your throat, and with a stuttering scream, shoots his load into your waiting heat. You gulp it down greedily, making sure not a drop is left.
He's so sensitive, he wants to cry, he can't believe that just happened. You're still cleaning his softening member with your tongue, and Steve's soul is slowly returning to his body. You release him with a slick 'pop!' and smile at him with swollen lips. He offers you a sloppy smile, petting your messy hair gently to smooth out the tangles he made.
"Are you ok?" You ask with a giggle at the dazed, dopey look in his eyes. He blushes with a nod, still catching his breath.
"Are you ok?" He asks breathlessly as you rest your head on his torso.
"Oh, I'm fantastic. I could do this all day."
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crazyunsexycool · 2 years
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Love in times of war
Pairing: 40s!Steve Rogers x 40s!Reader
word count: 16.1k
Summary: you meet Steve Rogers while working with Dr. Erskine.
warnings: Steve being adorable, preserum Steve, angst, fluff, badly written smut, talks of blood, needles, gunshots, Bucky being a little shit, Peggy is a bitch (if you like Peggy this is not the blog for you)
A/N: this was a wild ride. Was it necessary to write 16k not at all but I had so much fun writing it. I used some scenes from Captain America the first avenger but I don’t own the characters or marvel. Please let me know what you think and as always I appreciate the comments, likes and reblogs.
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Excitement was thick in the air, the expo was in full swing and men were lining up at the recruitment center in order to serve their country. You had almost been out the door after a long day of work when you were called back. It was rare that Dr. Erskine would ask you to come in if you were done for the night but the moment you stepped into his office you knew. His eyes were bright and hopeful.
“You found him.” you exclaimed once the door was shut. Leaning back against the door you looked at the older man, excited at the possibility.
“Perhaps I have. I need you now more than ever.”
“Of course, anything you need.”
“Good.” He says as he hands you a file. 
“Steven Grant Rogers.” you murmur as your eyes scan the page. “Hmm, he has a long list of health issues Doc.” You look back up at him to find Erskine studying your reaction. “But you didn’t choose him because of that did you?”
“You are correct. This world needs more than good soldiers Y/N.”
“It needs good men. He seems to fit the bill, he’s tried to sign up multiple times to fight for his country. Seems like Mr. Rogers only wants to do what's right.”
“You get it and that is why I need you by my side. Go home and pack your things. We have a lot to prepare for in the coming weeks.”
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The next morning you had been one of the first people into Erskine’s lab. The good doctor had left you with a list of things to do the night before so you began at the top of the list. By the time you had organized the equipment he needed and redid Steve’s chart it was time to start with the regular work day. 
You made your way to the exam room that had been set up and knocked on the door. When you heard the faint come in you opened the door to find Steve unbuttoning his shirt. His eyes were the prettiest blue you had ever seen but they were filled with embarrassment at his state of undress. If that wasn’t enough, the hint of pink that dusted his cheeks made him even cuter.
“Hi Mr. Rogers my name is Y/N and I’m going to be assisting Dr. Erskine. He needs me to take your vitals and some blood samples too. Is it ok if I come in now?” 
“Yes, it’s alright.” 
You open the door wider and close it behind you, offering him a smile before making your way to the small cabinet area in the room. Steve’s chart sits on the counter while you gather the things you’ll need to take his vitals. 
“You don’t have to be nervous. Everything will turn out alright.” You say over your shoulder when you notice him fidgeting. 
“What if Dr. Erskine chose the wrong person for this?”
You placed everything you needed on the small cart that was nestled in the corner of the room and dragged it closer as you thought about how to answer the question.
“I’ve been working with him for almost a year now and this is the first time he’s selected anyone.” 
“So no pressure.”
You smile as you put the cuff on his arm to take his blood pressure.
“I know his story but that is for him to tell you. I can say that for the first time in a long time he feels hopeful and that is something you gave him. Which means that you’re the only choice for this project.”
After taking his pressure you make a note on his chart. As you pull on the stethoscope that was hanging around your neck to listen to his heart and then his lungs you feel his eyes on you. Steve is taking in your beauty and he’s sure you heard how his breath hitches when you move closer. But he’s almost in a trance by the beautiful color of your eyes, a color he’ll have to remember so that he can try and recreate it later. You move away from him before grabbing what you need to take blood samples and labeling them. 
“How can you be so sure of that?” He asked in a hush tone.
“You’re humble for starters. With anyone else they would have puffed out their chest, proud that they’re the only one that fit the bill but you still question it. From what I read in your file you find yourself in fights quite a bit?” 
“I don’t like bullies.” 
“Exactly, you’re willing to fight for what’s right. You stand up against those that abuse their power and you don’t do it for the glory or anything.You know what it means to be powerless and it’s safe to say you’re compassionate. I think that’s more important than just passing all these tests. And like I said I know Erskine’s story, one you will understand with time.” you offer Steve a small smile which he returns. Before he’s able to reply another knock echoes into the small room before the door opens. 
“There you are Y/N, thank you for getting the lab ready.” 
“You’re welcome doc. I’m done with his vitals and blood samples.” 
“Good, take them back to my lab. I have some other things to go over with Steve.”  Dr. Erskine pats your shoulder.
“See you later Steve and remember what I said.” You send a wink his way as you walk out of the room. Dr. Erskine watched as you walked out and the blush that appeared on Steve’s cheeks with a smirk.
“If you hurt her I will make you disappear.” 
“What- no I would never… She wouldn’t even like someone like me.” 
“You don’t know that. Y/N is one of the few people I trust. She is kind, smart and selfless and are you going to deny that she is beautiful? She wants what we do, for this world to be better and the war to be over. I think she’s the only one that can choose who she likes.”
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A few weeks have passed since you first met Steve. Now you had traveled to New Jersey to the base that was being used for basic training. They had given you a small room to set up as a makeshift office so that you could take more blood samples from Steve and some other recruits that Colonel Phillips had picked himself. 
“Private Hodge.” You called out from the doorway. 
“Hello sugar.” Hodge said as he walked in. You saw him look you up and down with a smirk on his lips. 
“Please have a seat.” 
“You like being bossy, sugar? I could get used to that.” he winks as he takes a seat on the exam table.
“Private Hodge my name isn’t sugar it’s Y/N so I would appreciate it if you would stop calling me that.” 
“Oh come on I’m just teasing. I’m sure a pretty little thing like you is used to the attention.”
“I’d really prefer it if you stopped talking now. I need to take your blood pressure.” 
You went down the mental list you had created, making sure to gather all of the information Dr. Erskine required. Although physically Hodge was in the running to be the first test subject, the fact that he was making you uncomfortable with not only his comments but he wouldn’t take his eyes off you was bothersome. Dr. Erskine had told you early on that he was looking for someone that was more than physically capable, he needed to find someone that was good and would stand up for what was right. The more time you worked with the doctor the more it made sense as to why Steve was the only choice. 
“You’re all done, you can leave.”  You informed him as you rushed to the door and opened it. 
“Don’t I get a reward for being such a good patient?” Hodge had walked up to you and put a hand on your waist with the purpose of pulling you closer. 
“Let me go.” 
“Just a little sugar, sugar.”  
Hodge pulled you closer forcing you to place your hands on his chest to try to push him away. When that didn’t work you stomped on his boot, the heel of your shoe digging into the top of his foot causing him to take a few steps back.
“You little-”
“Back off.” Steve appeared by the door and quickly stood in front of you to keep Hodge away.
“What are you going to do about it?” 
Hodge was much taller and muscular then Steve. He stocked over to the blond, using his height to try and intimidate the shorter man but it didn’t work. 
“No fighting allowed. If you do, you're disqualified.” 
Hodge backed away from Steve with a huff and some curses under his breath. He looked over at you with a scowl on his face before heading down the hallway. You looked down before looking at Steve and moving into the room to let him in. 
“Thank you, for that.” you said in a hushed voice. His hand found yours and he tugged so that you would turn towards him.
“Did he hurt you?”
“No, you got here just in time.”
“If he tries anything else you tell me, I don’t care about being disqualified.” 
You smile at him before squeezing his hand lightly.
“And you doubt why you are the perfect person for this.” you motioned toward the exam table. “Let me get some items together and then we can start.” 
The room sat in comfortable silence as you moved around the exam table. You could feel Steve’s eyes on you and when you looked over your shoulders your eyes would meet causing his cheeks to redden with the embarrassment of being caught. It was cute to say the least and since the first meeting you hadn’t really been able to stop thinking about him. Still in the moment you pushed your thoughts of what dating Steve would be like and focused on the task at hand. Unfortunately everything was completed quickly and there was no reason for him to stay and talk. 
“Were you done for the night then?” Steve cut the silence. 
“Yeah, I just need to put these things away.” 
“Are you staying on base? I could walk you to your room if you’d like.” 
“I would like that, thank you.” You looked up from his chart and smiled. “Let me just finish this up.” 
He gave you a quick nod and walked out to wait for you in the hallway. A few minutes later you walked out, locking the door before turning to the blond that was leaning against the wall. 
“Ready?” you nod at him and he starts walking with you down the long corridor. 
“So what do you do for fun?” 
“Oh you know the usual, get in fights in the alley, try to join the army, but mostly I like drawing and painting too.” 
“So you’re an artist?” 
“Something like that. How about you, what does the world’s best nurse do for fun?”
“Well I love finding good hearted men that fight bullies in alleys and then run tests on him to make sure he qualifies for super secret government experiments. Also I have a knack for befriending older scientists with accents.” You smile at Steve. “I do enjoy a good book too.” 
“So what made you want to be a nurse?” Steve asked as you walked toward your room.
“My parents both worked and I had a younger brother that was sick a lot. I used to take care of him most of the time. What I really wanted to do was work in research to find a cure for one or some of his illnesses. We just didn’t have the money for school and my dad didn’t think a woman should be worrying about things like that anyways. Nursing was the next best thing and I would take what I could get. Erskine has given me a once in a lifetime opportunity by letting me work alongside him.” 
“I think you’d be great at it. My ma was a nurse, I think if she had the chance she would have been a doctor.”
“What did you do before joining the army?” 
“I just found work where I could get it. Not many people were willing to hire someone like me.” 
You frowned slightly. The army you could understand, they needed healthy men to fill the ranks but that didn’t mean Steve wasn’t able to work. 
“It’s not a big deal. I’m here now and that’s all that matters.” 
“And you’ll go on to do great things, don't forget that.” You replied as you stopped in front of the room you had been given for your stay. Leaning forward you kiss Steve on the cheek causing him to once again turn a bright red. “Thank you for walking me over.” 
“S’no problem. Goodnight.” He said as you walked in a grin broke out on his face as he touched the cheek you had kissed. 
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The next morning had gone how every morning went while working with Erskine. Going over lab results and him teaching you a few things along the way. You cared for the older man as if he were a father and with a few little words he let you know you were like the daughter he never had. He always gave you a chance to review what he did and let you tell him your findings while correcting any mistakes you made.
 As the day went on you met with Colonel Phillips out on the field. He was arguing with Dr. Erskine about who should be chosen as the first test subject. Talking about how Hodge was the best choice while putting Steve down, something you didn’t like one bit.
“Look at that, he’s making me cry.” He states as you three stop by a truck and watch the recruits doing jumping jacks, Steve doing his best to keep up.
“I am looking for qualities beyond the physical.” Erskine stated. 
Phillips argued how long it took to get this project set up and how he had to basically beg some senator. You couldn’t be bothered to listen to him whining, your focus was on Steve and silently cheering him on. It’s also when you noticed a brunette who also had her eyes on Steve. She had a uniform on and you remembered that Erskine had told you about some agent from England that was also involved, maybe it was her. But you are brought back to the conversation at hand.
“He’s a bully.” 
“You don’t win wars with niceness, doctor.” He moves around to the back of the truck and picks up a grenade. “You win wars with guts.” Phillip says as he pulls the pin and tosses the explosive toward the group of men. 
“Grenade!”
“Move, move, move.” Hodges yells out. The men panic and run to hide behind whatever they can find. Steve however dives to cover the grenade with his body, shielding as many people as he can from the explosion. 
“Get away! Get back.” he tosses the grenade away from himself. Hodge and the rest of the recruits get up again once they don’t hear it going off. A confused Steve starts looking around to see what’s going on.
“It’s a dummy grenade.” someone says. 
“Is this a test?” Steve asks, first looking at the brunette before turning and finding you. A smile on your lips when your eyes meet, you give him a thumbs up. 
“He’s still skinny.” you hear Phillips say. But it doesn’t matter as your attention changes from Steve to Erksine who is also smiling. 
“Let’s go get everything ready, we have our candidate.” He tells you softly. 
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The day everyone had been waiting for finally arrived. The lab was already full, some government officials were taking their seats in the viewing room while Howard Stark was reviewing the capsule Steve would have to get into. You on the other hand were getting the serum ready as well as some other things for Dr. Erskine. 
“Ready to make some history?” Howard asked as he rounded the capsule. 
“Absolutely, are you?”
“Don’t tell anyone but I am a bit terrified.”
“Don’t worry Mr. Stark.”
“Please call me Howard.”
“Well don’t worry Howard, this isn’t your flying car.” you tease.
He points at you, “I’ll remember that.” he says before smiling back.
Before you could reply the double doors opened revealing Steve in his uniform and the agent from the base, Peggy Carter. Erskine walked up to them and pointed at the viewing room, Peggy left the men and headed up the stairs. Next he turned to find you and waved you over.
“Will you get him ready?” He asked once you joined them. You nod and he leaves.
“How are you feeling?” you asked Steve, who honestly looked a little terrified.
“I’m good. How are you?” 
“Excited.” you beamed as you motioned for him to follow you. Once you were on the platform you turned back to him. “You’ll have to take your shirt off.”
“Oh, ok.” He unbuttons his shirt and hands it to you before removing his undershirt. 
“This is Howard Stark, he’ll get you settled in.” 
“Come over this way.” Howard gets Steve strapped on the table and makes sure Steve is comfortable. After getting the ok from Steve he turns to make some final checks on the capsule.
“How are your levels Mr. Stark?” 
“Levels are at 100%. We may dim half the lights in brooklyn, but we are ready… as we’ll ever be.”
Erskine reassures Steve one last time before turning to the crowd watching above and giving some kind of speech. You moved to take the serum from the case they were in and place them in their in the machine Steve was in. Once you were done Steve grabbed your hand, sending a worried look your way. 
“Everything will be fine. You’re the right choice Steve.” you squeeze his hand and smile at him before stepping away to grab a syringe. With a cotton swab and alcohol you clean a spot in his arm. “You’ll just feel a pinch.” you say before giving him the shot.
“Oh, that wasn’t so bad.” 
“That was penicillin.” Erskine informs him, making you giggle. “Serum infusion beginning in 5.. 4.. 3.. 2.. 1.” The sound of the tubes draining can be heard and Steve grimaces. “Now Mr. Stark.”
The capsule closes and moves to an upright position, the doctor checks on Steve one more time before Howard begins to turn up the power on it. The anticipation builds slowly and you feel your heart pounding in your chest as you watch. The light from inside gets brighter but Steve starts to scream as Howard announces that power is at 70%.
“Steven!” Erskine shouts as he tries to look into the small window. “Steven!” 
From above you can also hear Peggy yell. “Shut it down!’ 
Erskine moves and starts shouting instructions at Howard. But you’re still stuck in your spot until you hear him say to shut it off.
“No. He can do it.” 
“No, don’t. I can do this.” 
Both you and Steve yell at the same time. Causing Howard to move back to the dial and keep going. The light gets even brighter as Howard announces 80%, 90% and finally 100%. His circuit board lights up, everything around short circuits. Erskine stands next to you in front of the pod waiting with bated breath as the doors finally open revealing a much taller and muscular Steve. He slumps forward and you and Erskine quickly move forward to catch him.
“How do you feel?” You ask as he stands up, taking a few deep breaths. 
“Taller.” you smile up at him while another nurse passes him a t-shirt. 
Everyone from the viewing room comes down, all of them talking over each other and exchanging congratulations. Peggy heads toward Steve and begins to talk with him when someone shouts and a gun is fired, taking Erskine down. You rush over and put pressure on the wound but from where it hit you know it’s fatal. Steve is there in an instant as you try to hold back the tears. The older man looks at you and points to your head and then looks at Steve and points to his heart before taking his last breath. 
“No no no.” Your bottom lip trembles as you take the older man’s hand in your own.
Steve runs out of the room chasing the man that had killed your friend and mentor. Howard moved towards you to try and move you away from Erskine’s body when an explosion rocked the building filling the room with fire and smoke. Howard pulls you as everyone begins to run out of the lab. 
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There was a huge commotion out in the hallway. Everyone ran around frantically trying to figure out how they were going to deal with the loss of the formula for the serum. No one cared for the life that paid the price, there was no grieving the great man that was Abraham Erskine. Even with his flaws and mistakes of the past weighing him down he still dreamt of a better future. It was a shame that he wouldn’t be there to watch it happen. 
You sat in his office, where Howard led you to as he tried to talk with the colonel and the other government officials that were demanding he replicate the formula immediately. The noise grew louder for a moment before it was muffled once again behind the closed door. Your once white nurses uniform was now stained with blood, ash and tears while your hair fell out of the updo you had. The ringing in your ears gradually stopped the longer you sat there. None of it mattered because you had witnessed the worst thing imaginable, the loss of a friend at the hands of someone else. Too lost in thought you missed the footsteps getting closer to you, only when Steve crouched down in front of you did you realize you weren’t alone anymore. He was soaking wet and the white t-shirt he wore clung to his now muscular frame. One of his hands came up to your face gingerly and wiped away the tears that still fell while the other grabbed one of yours that was on your lap. 
“I’m so sorry Y/N.” He said, his voice soft and comforting.
“Did you get him?”
“I did but he didn’t make it.”
You nodded but you barely looked at him, instead you stood and began to organize the files on Erskine’s desk. He had so much research and he’d let you go over all of it. He even gave you your own projects to work on so that you could gain the experience necessary for the field. Now being in his office those memories washed over you causing the ache in your chest to expand. It was all consuming and you didn’t know how to handle it. Sure you’ve lost people you cared about but they passed from natural causes. This was different, he had supported you more than your own father and now it was over. You tried to put your focus on the papers that were  everywhere and chalkboards filled with his ideas and formulas and you began to get angry. 
“Why does he have to be so messy?” You say as you slam a file down. “I was here yesterday and organized all of this, couldn’t he keep things in order for one damn day.” You complained as you sniffled. Steve stood there watching you for a moment before reaching out and stopping your movements.
He turned you around and pulled you into his chest, letting you cry as much as you wanted. In this moment Steve wished more than anything that he could turn back time and stop what happened. Once you calmed down enough the recently turned super soldier pulled back to look down at you. He reaches up to wipe away the tears.
“We’ll find the others that were involved and we’ll make them pay, I promise”. 
“I’m sorry for… this.” You gestured at yourself vaguely.
“No need to be sorry sweetheart.” He gave you a chaste kiss on the forehead. Something he’s wanted to do since that night at the base. You look up at him with red rimmed eyes and give him a sad smile. The door opens and in walks Colonel Phillips and at least a dozen men. They begin to pack all of Erskine’s things.
“Hey, you can’t take that.” You argue as you pull some files away from one of them.
“Of course he can, this is government property. I’m sorry Miss but you’ll have to leave you no longer have any business being here, and you.” He points at Steve. “We have a special mission for you.” With that he walks out leaving you both frozen in place as the men work around both of you.
“Give them hell.” You tell him. 
“I intend to.” 
You gave Steve a final hug and a request to keep in touch before you watched him walk out of the door. He looked at you one final time before he disappeared. It would be months before you would see him again.
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Colonel Phillips screwed you over big time, he made sure you wouldn’t be able to sign up with the nurse corp. He stated that since you worked with Erskine it made you a target if anyone found out so really he was saving your life. Without much to do in New York you had decided to visit your aunt in Chicago to try and get away for a little bit. It ended up being a wasted trip as your aunt and new husband were headed to California a few days after you arrived but still they offered you to stay and house sit for them. 
While walking down the city streets one day you saw a flier with a very familiar looking man on it. It had your blood boiling at the thought that this was Steve’s mission. Phillips really was an idiot in your opinion, you ripped the flier from the wall and headed in the direction of this supposed show. Although you were angry that Erskine’s work was being wasted you couldn’t help but be a little relieved that Steve was safe. It’s not that you had spent so much time together but you adored him. The few times you did spend together he was a gentleman and kind. You still regret not inviting him into your room that night at the base but it was too late for that now. The little hopes you had to see him were dashed by the time you got there it was over. You had tried to ask where the performers were staying but no one would give you an answer so feeling defeated you headed out of the theater. You took off in the direction of your aunt’s home, your eyes still on the flier when you ran into someone.
“I’m sorry.” You both said at the same time. 
“Steve?” You say when you look up. Your eyes were wide and your mouth agape. 
“Y/N? What are you doing here?” He asked as he wrapped you in a hug which you returned.
“I came to see you but I missed the show.” 
“You came to Chicago to see me?” He looked down at you, it was still fascinating to you how much the serum had changed him physically. That was something else you are angry about, Phillips didn’t give you a chance to take notes after the serum had been administered to have information before and after.
“No, I came to Chicago to see an aunt, I saw the flier and thought it was you so I wanted to see it for myself.” 
He nodded as he scratched the back of his neck, you saw the embarrassment in his face but you needed to know what happened.
“Steve, why are you doing this?” 
He sighed as he looked around and then at you. Steve felt like a failure every time he had to get up on that stage. He thought of Erskine and you and all of the work you had done. Mostly he thought about how much you believed in him and how he had let you down. 
“Would you like to get some coffee or something and we can talk?”
“Yeah.”
He offered you his arm before leading you down the block. If the world wasn’t in the middle of a war and you didn’t feel at least slightly lost you would say that this was nice. Being on Steve’s arm felt natural and in all honesty you had missed him. 
Once you found a diner a few blocks down from the theater you took a booth toward the back. The waitress came by and took your drink orders and left.
“So…” you said as you looked at him. You couldn’t help yourself and you studied his face, taking mental notes of the changes in his appearance. His hair, although combed up and back so that it was out of his face, seemed healthier and his cheeks held a healthy rosy tint along with his eyes which sparkled brighter. 
“So.” He looked at you bracing himself for the disappointment he was sure to see on your face. “After that day I left with Phillips thinking he would send me overseas but he said he needed an army of super soldiers not just one man. He thought it would be more useful if I did the show to sell war bonds. It’s honestly embarrassing, I could be doing so much more if he would just let me go over there. I feel I’m back at square one except I don’t have asthma anymore.” 
“He basically blacklisted me from the nurse corp. said that by helping Erskine I put a target on my back and if they found out and I was taken, he wouldn't bother to send anyone to get me.” 
The waitress set Steve’s coffee down and your milkshake before leaving your table again.
“It seems he doesn’t really like either of us.”
“I’m going to reach out again, someone will listen. I didn’t volunteer for this to be stuck fake punching Hitler.” 
You laughed at the image and then he started laughing too. When you quieted down you sighed and looked out the window. 
“What are you thinking about?” 
“How upset Erskine would be if he knew. How much I want to make those bastards pay and how much I missed you.”
Steve reached out and gently grabbed your hand, his thumb moving back and forth over your knuckles. “I’ve thought about you every single day.” He gives you a coy smile. “Come on, let’s enjoy the city while we can.” 
Steve stood up and dropped a couple of bills before offering you his hand, which you took happily. 
You walk around the city, sometimes in silence and taking it all in but mostly getting to know each other. He tells you more about his childhood and his best friend Bucky. You tell him more about your younger brother and your own best friend. But as it gets darker you know you have to part and the thought of not seeing him again saddens you. Before you realize it you’re standing on the front porch of your aunt’s house, the key in your hand while Steve stands behind you waiting for you to open the door and go in. Neither of you really want this night to end but he’s leaving for another city in the morning and you’ll have to start packing to return back home. 
The soft click of the lock echoes in the silence between you and you push the door open before turning to look at Steve. He gave you a half smile, his eyes never leaving yours. 
“So.” You both said at the same time making you both smile. 
“I guess this is it.” He said.
“I guess so.” 
Steve walked closer and placed a hand on your waist while the other cupped your cheek. Your own rested against his chest as you looked up at him.
“I’d really like to kiss you.” 
“I’d really like it if you did.” 
Steve moved until his lips were barely touching, still giving you the chance to back away. Instead you closed the small distance as your lips crashed against his. They were soft as they moved against yours, a sweet dance that turned passionate. You felt Steve’s hand move from your cheek to your neck so that he could deepen the kiss. His tongue explored your mouth as you moaned. But all too quickly he pulled back and cleared his throat. There was a blush creeping up on his cheeks and you smiled at him. 
“Would you like a drink?”
“I should head back, we leave early.”  His hands in his pocket.
“Of course.” You say. “Take care of yourself Steve.”
“You too. Maybe I can come find you back in New York once this is all over?” 
“I’d like that.” You smile at him again. “Bye Steve.” You say before walking into the house and closing the door. 
“Goodbye sweetheart.” He said to himself when he saw the light turn on.
You leaned against the door and wished he’d come in. The thought of him leaving again was going to hurt so much more the second time around. Turning back around you opened the door hoping that he wasn’t too far. Instead you find him walking up toward the porch. Steve stops in front of the steps and looks up at you. Your body, perfectly silhouetted against the light in of the living room. Slowly you walked out and down two of the three steps and found yourself eye level with Steve. 
“Is that drink still on the table?” 
“For you it is.” You grabbed his hand and led him inside. 
Once the door was closed Steve pulled you close and turned you around to push you against the door. His lips crashed into yours, it was messy and hurried and perfect. Your arms found their way around his broad shoulders. Steve left a myriad of kisses on your cheek and jaw and onto your neck, he nipped and kissed his way down to the collar of your dress. You grabbed his face and pulled him in for another kiss, this one slow but just as needy. Once you pulled back you patted Steve on the chest twice so that he would move back. 
“We should maybe move away from the living room.” You smiled as you grabbed his hand and pulled him toward your room.
Steve stands in the doorway, wanting to get closer to you again but still giving you a chance to stop. But you don’t want to stop, instead your hands reach for the belt that sits at your waist, made of the same fabric as your dress, and you pull on it. Then you start to undo the first button, your hands moving slowly as you keep your eyes on Steve. Arching one eyebrow at him.
“Are you going to stand there all night?” 
Your question seemed to have pulled him back into the moment as he closed the gap between the both of you. His hands fall to your waist before pulling you closer. 
“Are you sure?” 
“You’re the only thing I’m sure about Steve.” 
His lips are on yours in a flash and he swallows the small gasp you let out in surprise. Steve’s hands move from your waist to the front of your dress to undo a few more buttons before he pushes it off your shoulders. Once the dress hits the floor you step out of it, Steve’s hands are on your hips.
“You’re so beautiful.” He whispers as he picks you up, walks over to the bed and sets you down. Steve’s eyes drag from top to bottom making your cheeks heat up and you realize how exposed you are to him at the moment.
You push the leather jacket he’s wearing off his shoulders before starting to unbutton his shirt. Once he’s shirtless Steve hovers over you, slightly unsure of what to do next. The feel of your hands on his bare skin makes him shudder. He would never admit at how many times he fantasized of this exact moment, or if you would ever even look at him as more than some science experiment. Steve could question your affection as much as he wanted but he knew you cared way before he ever received the serum. It was always there in the way you looked at him and the way you believed in him unconditionally. No one other than his ma and Bucky looked past the physical limitations but you did. Even now when your lips found their way to his jaw and your hands explored his body you showed him how much you wanted him. So he moved to make sure you felt how much you mean to him.
Steve’s touch was gentle but lit your skin aflame as he moved from your waist to your back to undo your bra. Your lips met his, moving in sync as your tongues fight for dominance. The feel of his hands on your breasts and the way his mouth moved down to explore your exposed chest. Steve kept his lust blown eyes on your face as his tongue swirled around your nipple. A small gasp escapes you as your hips buck against him. Your breath hitches as you feel Steve move down leaving kisses in his wake, for a moment he stops on the band of your panties. 
Those piercing blue eyes meet yours, his hands on your hips as he asks, “Can I taste you?” He hoped you didn’t hear the nervousness he felt, this was all new to him. Anything he knew was from when Bucky talked about it he just hoped that he remembered enough to make you feel good. 
“Yes.” The thought of him between your legs alone was enough to make you wet but this would be so much better. Steve slowly pulls down your panties and tosses them to the side. He leaves a trail of kisses up your calves then your thighs until he’s settled comfortably between them. He didn’t hesitate to swipe his tongue through your folds, an action that had him groaning and you bucking your hips. Steve took his time, finding what made your breath hitch just from him using his mouth so that he could do it over and over again. His tongue flicks against your clit causing you to mewl. Your hands find their way to his hair, pulling it as you begin to feel your orgasm build. 
“Steve,” You say as you feel him carefully slide a finger into your heat. Slowly he builds his pace before adding a second finger. The moan that leaves your lips when he curls his fingers is like music to his ears, and he wants to hear more. The feeling of you clenching around his fingers urges him to keep going. Steve works tongue over your clit before sealing his lips around the bundle of nerves. Your legs tremble and that coil in your belly tightens until it snaps. “I’m gonna-” you cut yourself off with a moan, your head thrown back and your eyes closed as your orgasm washes over you. 
You feel Steve move some hair out of your face and you smile as you open your eyes. 
“Was that ok?” 
You nod before pulling him down for a kiss and tasting yourself on his lips. Your hands travel down his body until you reach his trousers where you feel his hardened length. You’ve never been with a man before but you’re a nurse so that body part isn’t as foreign for you as it is for most women and one thing you know is that he’s big. But you don’t waste your time thinking about if he’ll fit, your fingers working quickly to undo the button but before you get to the zipper he stops you.
“We don’t have to do anything else if you don’t want to.”
You smile up at him, of course he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable. “Of course I want to be with you Steve, I want everything with you.” 
He smiles down at you, his eyes bright and full of adoration and lust and his kiss swollen lips meet yours again as he lets go of your hand. The zipper is pulled down and you push down his pants before Steve kicks them off. The blonde begins to settle between your legs again before he pulls back and turns around asking for you to give him a second. You’re about to ask him if he’s ok before he bends down to grab his pants, pulling something out of his pocket. He holds it between two fingers, a condom. You sit up and move towards him, your chest pressed against his back as you kneel behind him you look over his shoulder. Grabbing it you rip open the condom, Steve turns his head to look at you confused at what you’re doing before he feels your hand on his cock. The tip already has a bead of precum as you move your thumb over it before you move up and down slowly. His breath gets caught in his throat as you move slightly faster. He wraps his hand around your wrist.
“Sweetheart, I don’t think I’ll last if you keep going.” He whispers before letting your wrist go. You kiss his cheek before moving to put the condom on and then moving back to the bed letting him settle back down between your spread legs. “Are you sure?” He asks one more time. His breath fanning across your lips as he hovers over you.
“Yes Steve, I’m sure. Please, I need to feel you.” 
You share a tender kiss as Steve lines himself up with your entrance and pushes in slowly. Once he bottoms out he rests his forehead against yours as he gives you time to adjust to his size. You feel so full with him even though there’s a little bit of pain. But you manage as you stare into those cerulean eyes that had burned themselves into your memory.
“Did you mean it?” 
“What?” You ask as you hold on to his biceps. 
“That you want everything with me. Because I’ll give you everything and anything you ask for.”
“I did, I want you.” 
His lips capture yours again as he begins to move languidly. The pain quickly morphed into pleasure the more you relaxed . Your back arches into him before you start to move against him. Steve picks up the pace as the pretty little sounds you make spur him on. He hides his face in the crook of your neck while his hands find yours, fingers intertwined above your head.
“So good Steve.” You moan as you throw your head back in pleasure. You’re on the edge again and Steve groans when you clench around him. 
Steve never thought he’d get a chance to be this intimate with a woman but now he’s glad it’s you. He’ll memorize the sounds you make, the blissed out look on your face, the way you chant his name like a prayer and the way you hold him close. Remembering how you came undone with his mouth on your clit, one of his hands snakes between both your bodies as he begins to circle where you want him most. The added stimulation has you falling off the edge with his name on your lips and your eyes closed. 
“Fuck you feel so good sweetheart.” He mutters as his pace becomes uneven. A few more thrusts has him spilling into the condom. 
Giving your hand a squeeze, Steve let’s go before shifting slightly and pulling out slowly. 
He peppers your face with kisses before moving to lay down beside you. After a few minutes you sit up and start to move towards the edge of the bed.
“Hey where are you going?” He asks, concerned.
“I’m going to Um- clean up.” 
“Don’t, stay here.” He gets up and removes the condom he used. Steve comes back with a hand towel soaked in warm water. He places a kiss on your forehead as the towel disappears under the blanket you were now covering yourself with. 
At the sensation of the towel between your legs you hiss and he stops. 
“Did I hurt you?” 
“No, I’m just a bit sensitive right now.” You move your hand to his and guide him on what to do. He discards the towel in the small laundry basket you have in the corner and gets back into bed holding his arms open for you to snuggle into him. 
Neither of you get much sleep, instead you enjoy each other’s company in comfortable silence. Time betrayed you, before you knew it Steve had to leave so that he could head to the next city on the U.S.O tour.
“I wish you didn’t have to go.” You tell him when he gets up and starts getting dressed. 
“I wish I didn’t either.” He sits at the edge of the bed with his trousers and shoes on turning to look at you. It was a mistake because Steve finds a little pout and big doe eyes looking at him. “I’ll find you back in New York alright?”
“You promise?” You mentally curse yourself for sounding so insecure but you were in a very vulnerable position at the moment. Steve had been your first and you had been his. Now you wouldn’t be sure how long it would be before you saw him again. 
“Of course I promise. I can’t leave my best girl waiting.” 
He pulls a small smile from you with that. Steve leans in to steal a quick kiss and then proceeds to put on his shoes and his shirt followed by his jacket. 
“Promise me you’ll be careful on your way back home.” 
“I will.” You had grabbed your robe and tied it around your waist so that you could walk Steve out. 
His hands sit on your hips as he looks at you fondly. 
“I’ll see you soon, I swear.”
“I know.” You stand on your toes to reach his lips, kissing him passionately before pulling away from both the kiss and him. Already missing his warmth you unlock the door and open it for him. Steve leaves a chaste kiss on your forehead before stepping out onto the porch. 
“I’ll see you soon sweetheart.”
“Take care of yourself.” You wave him off and watch him disappear before closing the door. Little did you know you would see him sooner than you would think.
****************************
Even with the limited times you’ve been on a plane you could definitely say this was the worst flight of your life. The turbulence was awful and you were sure that your grip on the armrests would break them if you had any real strength. But when Howard found you at the hospital you worked at and offered you a job that would take you overseas you jumped at the chance. Now here you sat getting ready to land in the worst plane ever made just so that you could help in the war efforts. 
“How was the trip?” You’re greeted by a smiling Howard once you were able to get out of the plane. 
“I’m never getting on one of your planes again Howard.” you glared at him before smiling. 
“Oh come on it couldn’t have been so bad if you’re standing here.” 
He moved around and grabbed your suitcase as some of the other cargo was pulled out of the plane. 
“It really was. But I’m here in one piece and that’s all that matters. Now are you going to tell me what I’m meant to be doing? I know Colonel Phillips couldn’t have agreed to have me here.”
“He doesn’t really know, but that doesn’t matter because you are here as my assistant.” He offers you his arm considering the ground was uneven before leading you into the building. Howard dropped off your suitcase in his office before leading you into the main room of the building. The tension in the room was palpable as military personnel worked with urgency setting up maps and rearranging desks. Orders were being barked at the other end of the room by an all too familiar voice. There was a group of men huddled over one particular map which is where Howard was walking before he stopped. You looked at him to find him scanning the room, he stopped a pretty blond and asked for the captain. She directed him toward a corner of the room that had some shelves filled with boxes and documents. 
“This way.” Howard said with childlike glee. It was slightly contagious and you found yourself smiling at whatever it was you were being led to. A smile that slipped when you saw Steve walking from behind one of the shelves in his uniform, but that’s not what upset you, it was the red lipstick on his lips and the woman that walked out beside him. You made eye contact with Peggy first, a smirk on her face as her hand found Steve’s. He hadn’t seen you yet, instead he was wiping away the lipstick and when he felt Peggy grab his hand he pulled away. 
“What was that for?” He questioned her but he didn’t wait for an answer as he looked up at her and followed her line of sight, to find you standing next to Howard. He cursed under his breath when he saw the way your eyes shone with unshed tears. Howard whispered something in your ear and you turned to walk away. “Y/N?” Steve moved to follow you to explain what happened but he was stopped by the man that brought you here.
“Give her a minute.” 
“What is she even doing here Stark?”
“I need an assistant, the Commandos need a nurse and this division needs someone that can figure out what Hydra is doing. She was the person closest to Erskine and his research. If anyone can figure out what they’re doing it’s her.”
“If she gets hurt because of you I’ll end you.” 
“If you must.” 
Steve shakes his head as he walks past Howard to try and find you. 
“My office, Rogers.”  Howard says over his shoulder before he turns back to look at the Brunette across from him. A scowl on her face when their eyes meet. “What the hell was that Carter?” 
“None of your business.”
“You know how much she means to him and that I was bringing her into this. Did you do that just because he refused your advances?” 
Peggy squared her shoulders and she started to walk away. “Who cares that she was there when he was small and weak, he isn’t anymore. He doesn’t realize that he can do so much better.” 
Howard shakes his head before moving to his lab and where he told you to meet him at. He knew Steve would look for you so he told him to go to his private office to at least give you a few extra minutes. When he walked through the double doors he found you looking over some of Erskine’s documents, the ones that had been taken the day he was murdered. The saddened expression on your face warns him to give you some time alone, not only because of what you saw involving Steve and Peggy but because of what you were going over currently. It was like holding onto the last piece of the man that had given you a chance, one you thought had died with him that day, but here you are and you’re going to make it count. 
You saw Steve out of the corner of your eye cautiously approach the desk you were sitting at. He cleared his throat in order to get your attention but you ignored him. It hurt to have missed him so much only to see him with someone else. Whatever excuse he had ready could wait, you weren’t here for romance, you were here to help end a war. It seemed however that Steve didn’t get the memo as he hovered beside you with his hands behind his back. You kept stealing glances at him and your resolve was slowly crumbling as you saw how handsome he looked in his uniform and how upset he looked at the fact that you were ignoring him.
Steve had enough of being ignored so he crouched down and swiveled your chair around so you had no choice but to look at him. Your eyes met his for a moment before you looked away, trying not to imagine him and Peggy kissing. 
“Sweetheart,”
“Don’t call me that.” you huff.
“What else am I supposed to call my best girl?” 
“Am I?” you fidget with a piece of thread that had been pulled from your shirt to try and keep your hands busy.
“Of course you are. Peggy just grabbed me and the moment she kissed me I pulled away.” His large hands envelope yours as he tilts his head to get a better look at you. “You gotta believe me Sweetheart. There’s no one I wanna kiss except you.”
“I guess, I could think about forgiving you.” 
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, but only because I missed you.” His eyes sparkle even against the ill lit room when you look back at him. Leaning forward your lips grace his before you ask, “It didn’t mean anything right?”
“Absolutely not.” His lips capture yours, reminding you of the softness of not only his lips but of the man that’s before you. Steve could be rough if he wanted to but instead he was gentle and sweet and this kiss was proof. He smirked when you pulled back, trying to catch your breath. Now his lips were stained with your own lipstick and his hands remained on yours, neither of you aware of the woman that watched it unfold. 
****************************************************
“What about this one?” Steve grabbed a circular shield discarded by Howard as he was showing Steve the design for his Captain America uniform. He looked at you and held it in front of him and asked, “What do you think?” 
“Let’s see.” Peggy, who had been walking by stopped, grabbed a gun that was on the table. To your horror she pointed the gun at Steve and fired it three times, all three bullets hitting the shield and then the floor. “Seems like it works.”
“What the hell is wrong with you?” You fumed behind her, she only shrugged in your direction.
“I was only testing the quality of the shield.”
“You don’t do that while someone is holding it.”
“He’ll live.” she scoffs and walks away. 
Steve handed the shield to Howard confirming that it was the one he wanted to use. Making his way over to you, Steve grabs your chin so that you can see that he’s ok. 
“Hey, I’m fine. Really.” 
“That’s not the point. She’s been nothing but a bitch since I got here. And now she’s being reckless.” You scowl.
“It’s only for a couple of more days. We’ll be heading out soon enough. Now do you have a few minutes there’s someone I want you to meet.” 
“Yeah, lead the way my Captain.” 
Steve led you down the main corridor toward what everyone referred to as the war room. It’s where the higher ups meet to make plans on where to go next. He opened the door to let you in first before walking in behind you. You found a group of men sitting around a map, none of them bothered to look up since someone was always coming and going from the room. There was a mixture of laughter and loud conversation happening amongst them.
“Hey fellas, there’s someone I would like you to meet.” The room fell quiet as all eyes fell on you and Steve, but mostly you. “This is Y/N, she’s going to be with us on the field. She’ll be acting as our nurse but also working with Stark to figure out what hydra is trying to do.” 
Steve introduces each of the men. Dugan, Jones, Morita, Falsworth and Dernier all were part of the Howling Commandos. 
“And this is Sergeant Barnes.” Steve beams at the brunette who has a smirk on his face. “My second in command and my best friend.” 
“You’re Bucky?”  Your eyes light up. 
“I sure am darling. It’s nice to finally meet you in person, thought for a minute this punk was making you up.” 
You giggle when you look back at Steve, finding him as red as a tomato due to his friend’s words. 
“Well it’s nice to meet you too. I demand you tell me all of Steve’s embarrassing stories.” 
“Oh I’ve got plenty.” he gives Steve a shit eating grin. “I like her already.” 
Steve grumbles under his breath something about being ganged up on by his girl and his friend before he starts ushering you out of the room. 
“Oh before I forget.” you stop and turn around to look at the men. “I’ll need you to come by Howard’s office first thing tomorrow, I would like to complete a check up on all of you so that I can have a baseline of where you are health wise.” 
“Yes ma’am.” they reply before waving you off. 
**************************************
You’d spent the day in your corner of the lab going over test results for the commandos. They were healthy enough considering they were in the middle of a war and about to head into dangerous missions. But right now you were looking for one person in particular. After searching the base you finally head outside to find Bucky lying down and hiding  behind some bushes. 
“What are you doing?” He jumps at the sound of your voice. 
“You shouldn’t go scaring someone that’s holding a gun darling.” He said as he rolled on to his side. At the look of concern on your face he sits up. “What’s wrong?” 
“I need to take your blood again.”
“Is something wrong? Am I sick? I don’t feel sick.” 
“No nothing like that but I’d rather double check with a newer sample before I say anything.”
“Alright well let’s go I guess.” 
He stands up, grabbing his gun and starts to follow you.
“So what were you doing?” 
“Target practice. Just trying to stay sharp, you know.” 
You hum in understanding. Stopping once in a while to let other people walk by the large field. 
“Steve’s crazy about you, ya know.” Bucky says after a beat of silence. “I don’t think I’ve seen him this happy before.” 
“I’m crazy about him too.” Warmth creeps up to your cheeks at the thought of Steve. 
“Good, just please don’t hurt him. He’s a good man and an even better friend. Also he’s talked my ear off because he’s so smitten by you. I really wouldn’t want to deal with a heartbroken Steve.” 
You laugh just as you spot Steve in the distance, walking toward both of you. “I don’t plan on hurting him one bit.” You say before the blond stops in front of you. 
“Is everything ok?” He asks with his hands on his hips. 
“Yeah I’m just going to rerun some tests on Bucky. I’ll meet you at the lab.” You tell Bucky before stealing a kiss from Steve. 
He watches you leave with a dusting of pink on his cheek. 
“Jesus, could you at least not make it so obvious you’re ogling her.” 
“I’m not. Just making sure she gets in the building safely.”
“Yeah sure. Nothing to do with imagining all the dirty things you’d -“ Steve’s hand clamps over Bucky’s mouth to shut him up.
“Don’t talk about my girl like that jerk.” 
“Sir, yes sir.” He gives a quick salute before laughing. “You hurt her though and I'll kick your ass punk.” 
“I’m not planning on it.” 
•••••••••••
After running some tests again you confirmed your suspicions. Quickly you went back to find Buck and Steve. Fortunately you find them with Howard this time. With as much as you trusted Stark this was a sensitive matter so you pulled both men into an office so that the conversation was private. 
“Bucky, do you remember what they did to you when you were held?” You ask seriously.
“It’s a bit fuzzy but I remember being on an operating table or something. That’s where Steve found me.”
“Anything other than that. No needles or syringes or medicine?” 
“Sweetheart what’s going on?”
“I do remember being strapped to a chair and someone putting a needle in my arm but I couldn’t really see what they were doing.” 
It’s what you feared and the panicked look on Bucky’s face wasn’t helping. 
“I know what Hydra is doing, or partially anyways. They’re trying to recreate Erskine’s serum.” You look between both of them. 
“Wait, so what you’re saying is that Bucky also has the serum?”
You take a deep breath as you try to gather your thoughts. 
“Yes and no. He has a version of the serum but not the same one as you. It’s missing components. So while Bucky is now stronger and more agile it’s not at the same level as you are.” 
“Is that why I can’t get drunk?” Bucky asked, stunned at the news. 
“Most likely. Now I can fix it but it will take a bit of time.”
“You can get rid of the serum?” Steve frowned at the possibility.
“No but I can create an altered version with the missing components so that you have the full effects. What do you say?” You anxiously wait for his answer. It’s a bit of a shot in the dark but why not have two super soldiers instead of one. 
“Do it.” 
“Ok, I’ll let you know when I have it ready. Also it’s better if we keep this between ourselves for now.”
Both men nod as you leave the office. Steve eyes Bucky worriedly.
“Stop staring, didn’t your Ma teach you it’s rude.” Bucky huffs. “I’m fine, I have been for weeks now. Besides, I'm in your girl’s very capable hands.” 
“You’re right. Let's finish prepping for the first mission.” 
***********************
The first mission had been a success. The commandos managed to clear out another weapons manufacturing factory for hydra. While most of them helped Stark look over some of the weapons, you had worked your way through the offices trying to find any information that might give you more insight as to how far along they are with the serum.  You knew they had something already based on Bucky’s lab results but it wasn’t the full picture. 
There were abandoned desks everywhere but you focused on offices. The higher ups in the organization would be the ones to have any important information. Time slipped away from you as you found some interesting leads but nothing on the serum. 
“There you are.” Steve’s voice broke the silence. You only hummed in acknowledgment. “What are you up to?” He asked as he rounded the corner and began to look over your shoulder. “This is all in German. Can you read it?” 
“Yeah, when I was younger my neighbor used to watch me and my brother  and she barely spoke English. We were young enough to learn German without realizing it.” 
“Ok, well we’re moving out in 5.” Steve smiles as he places a chaste kiss at the top of your head. 
“I’m done here anyways. Nothing for me but I did find some leads for you.” You stood as you handed him a notebook with a map tucked into it.
“I’ll take all the help I can get.”
“Really?” You asked, giving him a mischievous look. With every step you took forward he took one back until he was pressed between your body and the wall. An amused look gracing his face.
“Have I told you how good you look in this uniform?” 
He shakes his head, the hint of pink disappearing under the cowl he was wearing.
“Well you do. Very handsome… maybe I can take it off sometime.” Your hands found their place on Steve’s chest as you reached up to kiss him. 
“Whenever you two are done in there we’re ready to leave.” Bucky’s voice rang out. Immediately you went to the door and stuck your head out glaring at him.
“Spoilsport.” 
“You love me!” He winks at you before heading back outside. 
“No I don’t.” You shout after him. 
Steve stood at the door watching the interaction with a smile on his face.
“We should go,” he lowers his head so that he can whisper in your ear. “But trust me that I’ll let you take anything you want off of me sweetheart.” 
•••••••••••••••
As the night went on the commandos found shelter in an abandoned cabin. Dugan and Morita were first to take watch as the rest settled inside. The fireplace was being used and everyone took a corner so that they could rest. You sat on the floor by a window, writing in your notebook as you worked on a modified version of the serum for Bucky. 
“What are you working on?” Steve asked as he sat next to you.
“Research.” You looked from him to Bucky who was adding some logs to the fire. A silent understanding passed between you. 
After a few more minutes of writing you put your notebook away in the pack you carried with you. You laid your head on Steve’s shoulder and sighed, tired from the day’s events.
“Go to sleep sweetheart. I’m right here.” 
“What about you?” A yawn escapes you. 
“I’ll be fine, I’ll nap in a little bit.” 
“Ok.” You said with your eyes already closed. You felt Steve place a kiss on the top of your head before drifting off to sleep. 
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The next few months were the same. Bring down a hydra base, research and move on. It was a uniquely devastating situation to be in. There were many times in which you were close to losing one or several of the commandos during those missions. Fortunately your medical pack was always stocked and if it wasn’t hydra bases had the medical supplies you needed. 
On one occasion, which caused yours and Steve’s first fight, you almost lost Falsworth after a group of hydra soldiers cornered him. He had been shot twice and although you were supposed to wait until you got the all clear from Steve to come down, you knew he wouldn’t hold on that long. So you move from your hiding spot, running for cover in between tanks and crates until you get to the fallen commando. You open your bag immediately and begin to look for what you’ll need. 
“Ok Falsworth I’m going to move your shirt.” You say as you grab the hem and pull up. He winces between ragged breaths. 
“Yo-you shouldn’t.” He groans as you touch the entry points to clean the area. “Be here. Rogers, he-he’ll be mad.” 
“And that will be my problem when the time comes, but I’m not gonna let you die out here.” 
There’s an explosion somewhere behind you and gunfire picks up. 
“Behind you.” Falsworth warns and you turn in time to see hydra soldiers, guns drawn and headed towards you. 
“Shit.” 
You jump over Falsworth and grab his gun. Turning, you aim and fire, taking down one soldier. Another one falls as you shoot the third. Dropping the gun you turn back to your patient and work quickly, removing the bullets before stitching him up. 
“Well look at that, it seems like you’ll live another day.” Dugan said as he approached. It’s when you realized the gunfire had ceased. Dugan helps Falsworth up. 
“He’ll need rest for a couple of days but he should be good.” You tell Dugan, “I’ll keep an eye on the healing to make sure you don't get an infection.” 
Dugan pulled Falsworth with him and you kneeled to grab your medical bag from the floor. Two sets of footsteps approached as you finished grabbing your tools and putting them back in your bag. 
“What were you thinking? You can’t just run down into the field like that.” Steve said sternly when he stopped in front of you. 
“I was thinking that I was going to help someone that was hurt. A fellow soldier and a friend.” You looked at him, he was staring at you with a mixture of worry and anger. Bucky, who was standing beside him, was slightly amused although you could tell he had also been worried. “Thank you for the back up Buck.”
“You’re welcome darling.” 
“That was dangerous and reckless.” 
Bucky took a few steps back until he was able to sneak away from the impending lover’s quarrel. You moved around Steve to head towards the now abandoned building. 
“That’s rich coming from you.” 
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“It means.” You stopped and turned around to find Steve right behind you. “You’re reckless all the time.”
“It’s my job.”
“And it’s mine too. We’re in the middle of the war. It's dangerous all the time and I wasn’t going to let someone die if I can help them.” 
Steve put his hands on his hips and sighed. He knew you were right but just the thought of losing you scared him. You gave him hope for a future he thought he would never have and as long as you were both in the middle of this war there was a chance that he could lose it. Ever since you came into his life, especially after Chicago, he began to dream of settling down and having a family. Steve wanted everything with you but he also knew that you wanted more than to just be a housewife. It was something he admired deeply and he would be there to support you all the way. Still he cared about you so much that his instinct was to protect you more than anything else. 
“I’m going inside.” You said before turning back and walking towards the building. 
“I’ll keep an eye on her Cap.” 
“Thanks Jones.” Steve said as Jones walked by. He turned to the other commandos to find them watching him, talking amongst themselves. Joking as they shook their heads at the blond super soldier. “What?”
“Nothing.” 
They liked to tease him, it was very obvious the way he looked at you with heart eyes. They didn’t dare tease you though. You were like a little sister to them but you were fierce and you weren’t scared to put them in their place if needed. 
“Hey Cap, she said she needs you and Barnes in there.” Jones had walked out about half an hour later. 
“Thanks Jones.” 
Bucky and Steve made their way into the building. All that was there was scattered papers and fallen hydra soldiers but they passed by everything and headed towards the lab where Jones said you would be at. They found you hunched over some documents and your notebook as you wrote quickly. 
“Is everything ok?” Steve asked as they walked in.
“I finished it.” You looked up with a smile. “I found what I needed to complete the formula and I have everything I need here I can finish the serum. What do you say?” 
“Let’s do this.” Bucky nodded, he was terrified but ever since Steve found him he hadn’t felt quite himself. He hoped this would be what was missing. 
Both men watched as you moved around the room as if you’d always worked there. You turned when you were ready and you motioned for Bucky to sit on an exam table. He removed his jacket and rolled up his sleeve and watched as you cleaned an area on his forearm. Steve stood just behind you and watched as you injected Bucky with the modified serum, waiting for something to happen. 
“That should be it.” You say as you step back and look at Bucky.
“Is something supposed to happen?”
“No-“ you’re interrupted by Bucky’s quick and shallow breathing. His hand comes to his chest and his eyes go wide. “Bucky tell me what’s wrong.” You say as you rush back to him but he falls to his side with eyes closed. He’s not breathing anymore and you try not to panic. 
“Buck!” Steve called out but he felt stuck where he stood. 
You moved to lay bucky flat on his back to figure out what was wrong when he sits back up causing you to scream.
“I’m just playing darling.” He says before he starts laughing at your startled expression. Steve has his head thrown back and his hand on his chest laughing at what happened.
“That’s not funny!” You cross your arms over your chest and glare at the brunette.
“Oh come on, you should have seen your face.” 
Bucky jumps off the table and throws an arm around your shoulder, as he continues to laugh. You fail miserably to hide your smile before elbowing him in the ribs and walking away from his grasp.
“I’m sorry darling. I just couldn’t help it.”
“You’re not sorry at all.” 
“You’re right I’m not.” He gives you a shit eating grin.
“Come on, I need to take your blood.” 
Bucky sits back up on the table and lets you do what you need to do before you dismiss him. You move towards the microscope with your notebook and the blood sample in hand, aware that Steve is still in the room.
“Everything looks good.” You say after a few minutes. 
“That’s good.” 
“Yeah.” You say as you look back up at Steve. 
“I’m sorry.”
“So am I Steve.”
He walks closer to you with a hand stretched out and you take it. Steve pulls you towards him.
“I just want to keep you safe. So that we can go back home and I can take you on a proper date.” 
“What are we doing on this proper date?” You say as your arms wrap around his neck.
“I have it all planned out but it’s a surprise.”
“I like surprises.” 
“Me too sweetheart.” Steve leans down to capture your lips in a sweet kiss. 
“Come on, let's stop these assholes so we can go home.” 
“Language.” 
You smile over your shoulder as you pull him out of the lab.
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Howard had managed to take the commandos from their last location in the middle of nowhere back to France. The commanding officers Colonel Philips included wanted an update from Steve so that they could figure out the next steps. The end of the war was near and everyone knew it. And as the holidays happened to be near you were given a small reprieve from being out chasing down hydra. The commandos had been given a few bedrooms at a hotel that was abandoned and then turned into a command center. Everyone enjoyed being able to shower properly and have some privacy. 
Before you’re able to walk into the bathroom there’s a knock on your door and you’re not surprised to find Steve on the other side. When you open the door he rushes inside already dressed in his formal uniform looking as handsome as ever. His arms wrap around your waist as he kicks the door closed and pushes you against it. His lips find yours in a heated kiss and when he pulls away you’re gasping for air.
“Hi.” 
“Hi.” You giggle. 
“I feel like we’ve been here before.” He teases.
“Mm-Hmm. Chicago was very special.” 
“It was. But I’m only here for a few minutes. I know you’re going to get ready for tonight. I just wanted to give you something.” He pulls a slim box out of his pocket and presents it to you. “I got this back home, after Chicago. Thought I was going back to New York instead of heading to war.”
You reach out and open it to find a gold necklace with a heart shaped locket. “Steve, it’s beautiful.” When you open the locket you find a picture of Steve tucked inside and you smile. 
“Since I have your picture in my compass I thought that you could, I don’t know, have mine here.” 
“It’s perfect, I love it. I’ll never take it off.” 
You placed the locket in the box before wrapping your arms around him again and kissing him deeply. 
“I’ll-uh I’ll let you get ready I’ll see you down there ok.” 
“Ok.” You smile up at him before taking the necklace from him.
The pub is full of soldiers, laughter and music. All eyes are on you as you walk in. You had to remember to thank Howard before the night was done for convincing you to bring a dress with you. Your hair was up and out of your face and your make up was minimal and you wore the locket Steve had given you happily. The commandos were sitting towards the back and close to the bar. From the sound of their lively conversation it seemed like most of them were already drunk and the sight of several empty glasses confirmed it. 
“There she is!” Dugan pointed as you walked toward their table. The other men whistled and whooped as you got closer. “Well don’t you clean up nice.” 
“Well thank you Dum Dum, I could say the same for you. Even Barnes looks presentable.” 
“Darling you wound me.” Bucky places a hand over his heart with a pout on his face. 
“Yeah well it’s what you deserve.” You feel a hand on your lower back and turn to see Steve standing next to you.
“You look beautiful, sweetheart.” 
“You look quite dashing yourself.” 
This causes the others to tease as you both stare at each other with heart eyes and matching dopey grins. 
“Dance with me?” He says with an outstretched hand.
“Of course.” 
“We want a dance too.” You hear Falsworth call out.
“I’m sure Steve will be more than happy to dance with all of you once we’re done.” You wink at them before turning and walking towards the makeshift dance floor.
The small band made up of soldiers started playing a slow song. One of Steve’s hands went to your waist while the other held your hand, leaving you to put your free hand on his shoulder. 
“I have to be honest, I'm not really good at dancing.” he confessed, almost as if it were an actual sun.
“You’ve never danced before?” 
“Not really, no girls wanted to dance with me before.”
“Idiots.” You scoff.
“Would you?” He asked as he swayed with you.
“Would I what?”
“Have danced with me, you know before the serum.” 
“Of course I would have. Pre Serum you has a very special place in my heart.” You smile up at him. 
“I love you.” Steve said it so easily it was like he had said it a thousand times before and not for the first time ever. 
“I love you too.” 
Both his hands are on your waist as he pulls you in and kisses you, passionately and deep. The hoop and hollering from the commandos have you pulling back sooner than you would have liked. 
“Well this is a nice first date.”
“Absolutely not. I want a proper first date and I have it all planned out.”
“So what is this plan?”
“Nuh-uh, it’s a surprise.” He smiles before giving you another kiss. “I will tell you that it will be the start of the rest of our lives.”
“I like the sound of that.”
When the music stops Bucky walks up and asks for a dance which you happily accept. The song is slightly more up beat and you can tell that he is definitely the more experienced dancer. You laugh with Bucky as he spins you around and he tells you stories of his and Steve’s adventures. Half way through the dance you see Howard and Peggy walk in. She makes her way to Steve quickly which earns an eye roll from you. 
This time when the music stops Howard walks over, without asking he takes your hand and leads you in a dance. But your eyes are on Steve who reluctantly accepts Peggy’s invitation for a dance. 
“With the look on your face someone might think I’m a terrible dance partner.” Howard’s voice cuts through your thoughts. 
“Sorry, it’s just…” you motion with your head towards them.
“Ah yes, well you shouldn’t worry. Steve only had eyes for you, no matter how much Peggy throws herself at him.” 
“Well she looks pathetic, and desperate.” 
Howard chuckles at your words. 
“How is the research going?” 
“It’s going well. Did you get the information I sent you?”
“Yes I did very interesting but something is missing.”
“I agree, but I’m close to the last part of the serum’s breakdown. I think we’ll have a new version out soon. Hydra isn’t even close to it from what I’ve found.” 
“Well at least that’s good news.” 
You look over to see Steve stepping away and leaving Peggy in the middle of the dance floor. He looks furious and he heads out the door. 
“Howard, if you'll excuse me.” 
“Of course. It was good seeing you stay safe.” 
“You too.” You head out the door and look for Steve, finding him around the corner from the building. 
“Hey what’s wrong?” 
“Nothing. I just left before I said something I would regret to Peggy.” 
“Do you want to talk about it?” 
“She wanted to go back to my room. I told her that I wasn’t interested. I love you but she won’t accept that. And- you know what it doesn’t matter because I’m here with you.”
“So would you be willing to go back to my room with me?” You say with a bit of a smirk.
“I’d go to the ends of the earth with you, sweetheart.” 
“Come on then, the end of the earth is this way.” 
He chuckles as he lets you grab his hand and pull him down the street toward the hotel you’re staying at. Not even halfway through the walk some soldiers get into a fight and Steve stops.
“Why don’t you go on ahead, I’ll take care of them.” 
“Ok.” You kiss his cheek. “I love you.” You whisper before you keep walking down the street. 
Right as you’re about to walk into your room you feel hands around your waist and you turn your head to look at Steve and panic sets in. You fight to try and free yourself from the hold whoever it is has on you but it’s not working. The hotel is practically empty and no one hears your pleas for help.
In that moment you knew that the last time you ever saw Steve was down in that street.
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You take a deep breath as your eyes flutter open. The cold from the chamber you’re in seeps into your bones. You feel disoriented as the chamber door opens and you wait for whoever is going to drag you into the lab but no one comes. On shaky legs you step out, holding on to the edge of the cryogenic chamber and you look around. The room is empty which is unusual. It’s usually full of hydra soldiers and technicians but you finally think it’s your chance to escape. You aren’t even sure how long it’s been since they put you in there but it doesn’t matter. If you can escape and find anyone you can hopefully get back to Steve and that’s all you want. Knowing him, he’s probably blaming himself for what hydra did. You open the metal door slowly, listening for anyone that might be wandering in the corridor. When you’re satisfied that it’s empty you walk out. The silence is good you think, it might mean that Steve and the commandos found you and they’re just working their way down to this level. 
After a few more steps you see someone turn a corner and you’re stuck where you stand. Not sure if they’re friend or foe you panic thinking they might be the latter.
“Y/N?” 
You recognize that voice. It’s a friendly voice and you’re flooded with relief. They walk closer and the light from the window illuminates Bucky’s face.
“Y/N, is that really you?” 
“Bucky!” You choke out before you take a few steps towards him. Bucky bridges the gap as he drops his weapons. His arms wrap around you in a comforting hug.
“Oh darling, I didn’t think I’d see you again.” 
You can’t even respond as you cry into his chest. 
“We have a friendly I’ll be right up.” 
You look up at him confused as to who he might be talking to but he ignored the look you gave him.
“Can you walk?”
“Barely. I’m not sure how long I’ve been in that thing.” Your throat is dry and your voice comes out raspy.
“It's ok, I’ve got you. Just give me a sec.” 
He grabs the gun he had dropped and he holsters it before scooping you up bridal style. He moves fast up the hallways and climbs the stairs two or three at a time. Bucky held on tight to you, he was shocked that he’d found you well and he was sure that the news of you being ok. You blinked a few times trying to adjust to the bright rays of the sun, it made you wonder how long had hydra kept you in those labs. 
“Can you open your eyes for me darling?” 
You blink slowly as you look up at Bucky. He gives you a lopsided smile before moving around you. You were currently strapped down in a seat but Bucky was there so you weren’t scared.
“You’re most likely dehydrated so we’re going to give you an IV ok.” 
“Did you replace me as the team nurse?” 
You hear him chuckle beside you. It is when you first look around and you’re again confused by your surroundings and then wherever you’re in moves. 
“It’s ok, You’re on a jet.” Bucky reassures you. “Clint is flying the jet.” Bucky pointed toward the front of the plane. “And this is my friend Nat, she’s going to help with the IV.” 
You look over to find a redhead walking towards you. She nods and gives you a small smile. She’s wearing a black suit that’s very form fitting and you look at her confused. Nat works quickly and sets up the IV, only doing so because Bucky’s hands were shaking so much.
“When did they change the nurses uniform? Have I been out that long?” You ask and you notice the way Nat looks at Bucky, concern written on her face and you turn to look at Bucky. He won’t meet your eyes. “Bucky, what’s going on? And where’s Steve and the others?” 
“Darling…” his voice cracks and a tear slips down his cheek. 
“Buck please, how long has it been since the night at the pub?” 
“It’s been 72 years.” He whispers and you gasp. 
“That’s not possible. Where are the others? Howard and Dum Dum, the rest of the commandos?” 
He looks at you with tears in his eyes before he looks away. Bucky shakes his head. They’re gone, all of them and it breaks your heart. How is it possible you had seen them a few weeks ago, they were supposed to find you and everything was going to be ok. You cry for all of your friends.
“Steve’s alive.” Nat offers.
“Did he live a good life?” 
“Barely, he’s missed you too much. He blames himself.” 
“Will you take me to see him?” 
“As soon as we land. I promise. Why don’t you get some rest.”
“I still don’t understand how you look so young.”
“I’ll tell you later.”
“Ok.” You say before your eyes close.
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“Darling, wake up.” Bucky says. “Y/N are you with me?” 
“I am.” 
“Let’s get you up.” You open your eyes to see him stand and move around to undo the IV. “We’re going to land in about 5 minutes.”
“Ok.” 
You look down as you prepare yourself for whatever is going to happen next. If it really had been so long since you were taken that means you have no one left and you weren’t sure how you were going to survive now. Bucky was there and of course he would help you, you know that but your family is gone and you never had a chance to say goodbye. The life you wanted next to Steve is gone too. The thought of seeing him is turning your stomach into knots and you can’t even picture him looking much older. You try to picture him with graying hair but it hurts too much that you didn’t get to grow old together. 
“Alright darling let’s go.” Bucky offers you his arm as he leads you down the ramp of the jet. 
There’s two men waiting by the landing pad. One of them was shorter with glasses while the other was taller and he was vaguely familiar. Nat and who you assume is Clint walk by you and into the building.
“Y/N this is Dr. Bruce Banner and this is Tony Stark, Howard’s son.” Bucky introduces you and you stare at Tony wide eyed. 
“Hi, I-uh I worked with your father.” 
“I know, he talked about you all the time.” 
“And I’m a fan of your work.” Bruce offered his hand and you gladly accepted it. 
“My work?”
“Yes, your notebook that was recovered in your room. It had a lot of great work in it. I’d love to go over it with you and show what scientists were able to do with your information.”
“I would like that very much.” You gave both men a small smile.
“I know that you must be feeling confused about all of this.” Tony waved his hand around. “But just know that we have a place for you here and if you need anything you just let me know.” 
“Thank you Tony.” 
“Alright we have one more stop before we get you settled.” Bucky says as he guides you towards the entrance. You follow him down a hallway and go up a few floors, having to stop a few times because you’re just tired. Bucky tries to explain the different floors but you can’t keep up. As you turn a corner Bucky explains that you're in the housing section of the compound and that most of the avengers, which he also explained on the way to this floor, lived at. Nat was already standing at a specific floor with another man. 
“You must be Y/N, it’s great to finally meet you. I'm Sam.” He walks over to you and offers you his hand which you shake.
“Hi Sam.” 
“The door is locked.” Nat informs Bucky, causing him to sigh.
“Friday, unlock the door.” 
“Sergeant James Barnes access granted.” You hear someone say and you look around for the source.
“That was the building talking.” 
“What?” 
“I’ll explain later. Come in.” Bucky opens the door and you look at Sam and Nat as they both take a black square out of their pockets.
“What are those?” You ask them.
“Later.” They say in unison. 
You walk in behind Bucky into an apartment. Although everything you’ve seen so far is new and you don’t understand half of it, this place feels like home. It has many of the things you do recognize and you think it belongs to Bucky but then you hear him call out. 
“Hey punk, get out here.” 
Your heart starts racing at the thought of seeing Steve so soon. There’s no going back now. Before you can escape you hear a door open and you brace yourself to see the love of your life. Then your breath hitches because he’s standing across the living room and he looks upset. Bucky  and Sam are blocking you from his view but you can see him clearly. He’s still the Steve you left behind. 
“What is it?” He asks as he plays with something in his hand.
“I have a surprise for you.” 
“Buck I’m not in the mood fo-“ his words are caught in his throat when Bucky moves to the side. Steve’s mouth was slightly parted and his eyes were open wide as he stared at you.
“Steve.” You say softly, your voice still slightly raspy but it’s music to his ears. 
Steve is stuck, frozen in place and he feels as if the wind’s been knocked out of him. You stood in front of him looking exactly how you did the night he lost you. He wanted to touch you, to hold you in his arms so that he knew it wasn’t another dream but he swore his feet were glued down. It didn’t matter because you moved towards him, in fact you ran and his arms opened just in time to catch you. And suddenly it wasn’t a dream anymore because you were there and he felt your tears on his shirt. When you pulled back he looked into those bright eyes he adored so much. 
“Sweetheart. Please tell me I’m not dreaming.” He whispered. 
“I’m here. This is real.” 
You cupped his face with both your hands and he put his forehead against yours. As his tears fell you wiped them away. 
“I’ve missed you so much. I’m sorry I didn’t find you. I should have tried harder.”
You pulled him in with a kiss to quiet his apology. He kissed you back with everything he had. 
“It’s not your fault. Hydra knew I worked with Erskine, they wanted the formula. I know you did everything you could to find me.” 
“It wasn’t enough.” 
“I’m here now and so are you. That’s all that matters.”
“They’re so cute. I’m gonna send this to everyone.” You heard behind you and you turned to find Sam, Nat and Bucky watching you, each of them with a smile on their face. 
“Ok that’s enough.” Steve tells them.
“Oh come on, she’s my friend and I did find her.” 
“But she’s my girl, now get out.” 
“I’ll see you later though right Bucky?” 
“Of course darling.” He walked towards you and wrapped you in another hug and as he pulled away you noticed his left arm. “It’s a long story and I’m sure I’ll explain everything later.” He kissed your forehead and left, taking Nat and Sam with him.
“Sweetheart, are you ok?” 
“No, yes, maybe. I just can’t believe it’s been 72 years.” You turn to look at him. “How do you still look the same age?” 
Steve sat you down and explained everything that happened after you disappeared. He told you about everything they did to try and find you and Bucky’s fall from the train. His fight against Red Skull and how he said you were dead. The plane full of bombs that he crashed and how he himself woke up in the future.  
“Steve, I can't imagine how that must have been for you.” 
“It doesn’t matter anymore.” He cupped your cheek, his thumb swiping back and forth while he looked at you. Steve studied your face and you did the same. “I have something for you.” 
“What?” 
He pulls out what he was playing with when he first walked out from his pocket.
“My locket!” 
“I found it on the floor that night.” You turned so he could put it on.
“I know there’s a lot for you to figure out, so what do you want to do first? Are you tired, do you want to rest?”
You shake your head. “I want what you promised me.” 
“What I promised?” He tilts his head slightly confused.
“Yes, a date. A proper one.”
Steve smiled and pulled you into his lap so that you could straddle him. You yelped in surprise as your hands landed on his chest. One hand was on your waist while the other cupped your cheek.
“A proper date it is.” He said before pulling you in to kiss you. 
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AN: And here we are, over the hump, so to celebrate have some Stucky with a side of Vampirism and Lingerie......
I’m using dialogue prompts from this post by @nightprompts and they can be found emboldened in the text.
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Pairing: SoftDarkVampire!Bucky x Virgin! Preserum Steve
CW: Lingerie, Vampires, Blood, Explicit Sexual Content, Corruption Kink, Possesive Bucky, people who treat Steeb horribly
Word Count: 2.7k
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Steve’s head was spinning but given everything that had happened in the last few days, few would have felt different. 
Was it only two days ago when he’d been sitting at home, the home he’d grown up in with his recently departed mother, when he’d been disturbed by a banging on the door? The village mayor, and a few other officials, had been standing there, looking down at him gravely, the poor sickly orphan son of Mrs Rogers.
It had been long whispered among the youth of the village about the mysterious castle over the hill, rumours of a spectre, a demon. A vampire. That if you stayed out too late, or strayed too far, then he would take you to slake his infernal hunger. But it was always a story, a way to keep the young people of the village under control. 
Until it wasn’t.
It turned out that it was true, to a degree, although the main truth was that the vampire existed. And every 50 years, the mayor and town elders would pick a youth to be sent to the castle. 
An offering. 
A sacrifice. 
It was apparently, according to the mayor, a gut-wrenching choice, and one that was hard to make, but Steve didn’t believe him. Even he knew he was the obvious candidate. No one would miss him; he had no parents, no siblings, no lover. His small, skinny stature meant that he couldn’t carry out the jobs that the other men of the village did, reduced to carrying out ‘women’s work’. He had few friends and no social standing.
Steve had been holding onto the hope that once the immense grief of his mother’s death had passed, he would grow to find contentment in his life, even if he never achieved the great happiness spoken about in fairy stories or shown by his peers, as they partnered off and began their own families. But it stood to reason that was never going to happen. Why would it? Nothing in his life so far suggested a happy ending.
The mayor explained that there wasn’t really any choice, unless Steve wished to selfishly bring ruin to the rest of the village. He could come of his own free will, like those who had been chosen before him, or they would bind him and take him.
With a barking laugh of derision, Steve had stood and left his home, locking the door and passing the key to the mayor. Soon, another family would live where he and his mother had lived and he hoped that the wife would be glad for his mother’s pans and crockery that were being left behind. 
The only thing he took was the coverlet that his mother had tirelessly embroidered. If he were to die, he would like to be surrounded by her love and care in his final moments.
He’d spent the night in the church, where the clerics sprinkled him with holy water and commended his soul to God and the ever-after, chanting prayer after prayer over his small form. 
The following afternoon, a few hours before sunset, he was put up into a wagon, and the stoic driver, who refused to say a word to him, steered the oxen up the rocky track and over the brow of the hill to where the castle lay. As soon as he’d alighted, the driver had turned and started straight back, and Steve had approached the imposing doors as the sun removed its final sliver from the sky.
Steve had lifted his hand to the large iron knocker, hesitating momentarily, before gulping down his fear and banging the ring against the solid wooden door. It had swung open with an ominous creak, but there was no one on the other side. Steve had then taken a trembling step over the threshold, and then another, into a cavernous entrance hall, noting the stone slabs on the floor, the old wooden sideboards against the stone walls and the massive candelabras placed upon them. He’d jumped when the door swung shut with an ominous boom, cradling the folded coverlet in his arms.
“Hello?” His voice had echoed off the walls, but otherwise there was silence. Moving carefully over to one of the sideboards, Steve had picked up one of the candelabras and moved towards the large staircase in the centre of the entrance hallway. Ornately carved bannisters curved upwards, bracketing the red carpeted treads and he couldn’t help but admire the craftsmanship of it all. He had just been about to take his first step up when he’d heard a noise behind him, like the flapping of wings, or the swishing of a cape. 
Turning sharply on his heel he’d been confronted by a pair of eyes, flashing red as blood and it all faded to black.
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So yes, Steve was dizzy as he blinked opened his eyes, and sat up. He was lying on a plush bed, on top of the counterpane, but with his own coverlet over his legs.
“Careful now. You fainted, my little one. You have not been taking care of yourself.”
Steve’s eyes went wide as he turned towards the deep voice and finally saw him. 
The vampire.
To say that the vampire looked like a normal man would do him a great disservice. There was nothing normal about him, only the extraordinary. 
Although he was sitting in the armchair next to the bed that Steve found himself lying upon, Steve could tell that he was a tall man. His skin was pale, his eyes a light blue, like the sky in winter on a clear day, but his hair was dark. It was also long for a man, skimming his shoulders. 
His cheekbones were prominent, but not because he was gaunt, his nose was strong, lips plump and pink, and he had a cleft in his chin.
“You’re beautiful…” 
Steve clamped his hands over his mouth as he realised he‘d spoken out loud.
The vampire smiled and Steve caught a glimpse of one sharp fan. Panic and embarrassment warred within him, both emotions rising when the man shifted, almost glided, out of his seat to sit on the edge of the bed, terrifyingly close.
“Are you going to kill me now?” Steve’s voice was a whisper.
“Of course not.” There was an almost soft, tender look on the vampire’s face and he reached out to smooth a stray lock of sandy blonde hair off Steve’s forehead. “I am James. What is your name?”
“St-Steve.”
The vampire James looked him up and down, trailing a hand down Steve’s cheek and to his skinny shoulder, rubbing his thumb into the dip in Steve’s clavicle.
“Look at me, Steve.” The trembling young man looked up, looked into those ice blue eyes, saw them flash red, and found he couldn’t look away.
“Good, good. Just relax. I won’t bite, unless you’re into that sort of thing.” His lips twitched at his own little joke. “Now, tell me Steve, what have you always wanted from your life.”
Steve didn’t know why, but James’ voice was soothing. He could feel the panic subsiding. He felt safe and able to let out his desires for the first time in his life.
“I… I… want to be loved. Not…not just the love a parent feels for a child. I had the best mother and she cared for me so much. But no one else wanted me as I am. I wanted to feel wanted, loved.” Steve’s lips twisted up into a wry smile. “I wanted to feel pretty.”
“They were all fools.” James looked angry, but Steve wasn’t afraid. He knew, somehow, it wasn’t directed at him. “Fools not to see the treasure beneath their noses. Casting you out for their own convenience, and for their own fears and superstitions.” 
James’ trailed his hand back up, resting on Steve’s throat and stroking over his pulse point. “You said that you thought I was beautiful, Steve, but it is you who are. You who came here without fear, without a backwards glance, to save those who would never think of saving you. You are safe here, my angel. And you are desired.” 
His eyes flashed red again.
“Now, sleep, sweet Stevie. Sleep.”
Steve closed his eyes, and this time when the blackness came it was with peace instead of fear.
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It was his stomach rumbling that caused Steve to wake a second time. He was under the covers of the bed this time, but he wasn’t overly warm. He yawned and stretched, feeling more rested and relaxed than he ever remembered. He pushed back the covers and swung his legs out and that’s when he realised. Realised that his clothes were gone and in their place were different clothes.
If they could be called that.
There was no way these were clothes you could go outside in. Soft confections of lace and silk adorned Steve’s body, the light fabric sliding over his skin and making him feel…feel different.
He looked up as the door opened and James walked through. He smiled broadly when he saw Steve awake and on his feet, and in his hands he carried a tray.
“I have brought you some food, Steve. It isn’t the most exciting of fare,I have little use for normal foodstuffs, as I’m sure you can guess. But, I can’t have you getting sick.”
James placed the tray on the small table on the other side of the room, and then pulled out a chair.
“Please. Sit, Steve. I assure you, I mean you no harm.”
Feeling a bit awkward, Steve walked across to the table, feeling the plush rug under his toes, softer than nearly anything else he’d felt in his life, and sat down. James tucked him in, and then sat down in the opposite chair, watching him. Steve sipped at the water and tucked into the food, a simple platter of bread, cheese and sliced apple, but ironically, food he was used to. The silence stretched between them until Steve couldn’t bear it any longer.
“What are you going to do to me?”
James cocked his head.
“Nothing bad, I assure you. Do you know how long it has been since I’ve had good company? The last… visitor… from your village, it was a while ago. And she wasn’t as pleasing to the eye and mind as you are.”
Steve tried not to think about what had happened to that woman. She obviously wasn’t still here…
“So… if nothing bad, then what? You’ll forgive me for being nervous, given who, what you are, and why I am here.”
A deep chuckle, thick as syrup, spilled from James’ lips.
“I like how you don’t hold back, Steve.” James nodded down at the empty plate. “Are you finished? Do you need more?”
“No, no. It’s fine. More than fine.”
“Good.”
In the blink of an eye, Steve found himself out of his chair and pushed up against the wall, pinned there by James’ larger body.
“You are here, my angel, because I wish you to be. If I had merely wished to slake my physical hunger I can assure you that you would have expired in my hallway. But I find myself intrigued. You may be small in stature, but you are more than just your body. You came, clutching a blanket, one made with love, by your mother, I guess. You didn’t shrink or simper, nor did you cloak yourself with false bravado.”
James dipped his head to Steve’s neck and inhaled, rubbing his nose and then his cheek over the pulse in Steve’s throat.
“I want to keep you. I want to give you things. Nice things.”
His hands, cool and firm, stroked down the satin covering Steve’s body.
“Things like this. Things that help you see how beautiful you are. And do you know what else I would give you, Steve?” James lifted his head and looked straight into Steve’s eyes. Steve shook his head, unsure of how to answer, and in any case all words had left his brain as he struggled with the new feelings he had rushing through his veins. And rushing south.
“I would give you pleasure, my Stevie. I would make you feel more alive than you ever have. And yes, I would take what I needed too, but I can do that without killing you. Without irreparably harming you. So that we could both experience bliss over and over.”
James shifted his body and Steve could feel the vampire’s erection, rubbing against his own, where it was encased in more lace. Then James moved his mouth closer to Steve’s ear, and in a low voice asked, “Would you like that, Steve?”
Steve moaned. He’d never felt desire like this. No one had ever spoken to him like this, touched him. 
“Please…” He knew he was damned from that moment, but he couldn’t find it within himself to care. Better to be damned and loved, even if only for a short time.
With another rush of inhuman speed James had Steve back on the bed, the outer layers of satin discarded so that Steve was only clad in a short lace top and matching underwear. He should have felt cold, but the heat of his own blood coursing through him kept him warm. James had also discarded his waistcoat, cravat and shirt, and his pale skin shone in the firelight of the room. He loomed over Steve, hair loose, fangs peeking out, and looking like the personification of lust.
“Would you grant me the gift of your body, my angel?”
“Yes!” Steve’s voice may have been a whisper, but it no longer trembled. 
With a sigh, James kissed him, his lips soft, but cool. Steve could help but wind his arms around James’s neck. This was his first kiss, and while it was very different to what he’d imagined, he couldn’t, wouldn’t, regret it. He couldn’t stop his body responding, and rolled his slim hips up against James’, small breathy moans passing from his lips to his lover’s. James’ hands were all over him, touching him in new and delightful ways. He felt bereft when James broke their kiss, but was then plunged back into this new world of pleasure as the vampire travelled down his virgin body, licking over the pulsing vein in his neck, sucking gently on it, lightly scraping with his sharp teeth.
The coverlet of the bed was twisted in Steve’s fist, having not known what to do with his arms when James slipped out of his embrace. James nuzzled into the dip by Steve’s hip, a hair’s breadth away from his straining cock.
“You smell so sweet, Stevie. I bet you’ll taste just as delightful.” He pressed his open mouth over the lace making his way across to where the fabric was tented the most and damp with pre-cum. He looked up and caught Steve’s gaze, before he sucked on the fabric.  Steve cried out, arching off the bed, almost entirely overwhelmed by sensation.
“Mmmm, just as I thought.” James chuckled as he pulled down the sodden underwear and then took Steve’s cock in his hand. He started to stroke it, while kissing Steve’s milky inner thighs, and licking at his balls. 
Steve had never felt anything like it. He’d touched himself before, but this, this was something new. The touch, the caress, of someone else, someone so magnetic and dangerous. 
“James… I…!”
“Shhh, my angel. Don’t think, just feel. Trust me.”
James ran his tongue up Steve’s length, flicking it over the tip and then taking it into his mouth.
“Oh. Oh!” Steve screwed his eyes shut, trying to reduce the overstimulation. “James. James! I…”
James removed Steve’s cock from his mouth, going back to stroking it and resuming his kissing and nuzzling of Steve’s thigh. He twisted his hand slightly on the up stroke, increasing the pressure, then, as Steve’s body went rigid, James sank his teeth into the soft skin.
Steve felt as though stars were exploding behind his eyes, the world spinning out of control. Pleasure sizzled through his blood and it felt as though it was never ending. He glanced down at where James was latched onto one of his thighs and saw blood red eyes looking back at him.
Yes he was damned, but he’d never regret it.
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artistexe · 1 year
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Steve Rogers, 1942
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stevesbigbazoxngas · 2 years
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Steve an Bucky arguing over who's technically "Man of The House"
Steves like "Well, my Ma's dead. Therefore responsibility falls to me🙄" and Bucky's like "Well, I'm older.😒" And Steves like "Well, technically I own the house.🙄" And Bucky's like "Well, I pay for half of the bills.😒 Also im older.😒" "I get it that your older---" "Shhh the grown ups are talking, Steve" "YOUR ONLY OLDER BY A YEAR!!!" And Buckys like "I can legally drink. Sucks to suck ig." And Steve just 😠
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musette22 · 9 months
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okay idk if I’m the only one thinking this but. every time I see Troye Sivan he makes me think of pre serum Steve. And he’s been all over my feed because his new song is so catchy 😩
Hi hon! Oh, you're not the only one, I answered another ask about this a while ago here! And while I don't know him or his music at all, I can definitely see the resemblance to preserum Steve in some pics, absolutely! I mean, it's never a bad thing to be reminded of Stevie all the time, right? 🥰
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dharmasharks · 2 years
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TFA trying to convince us that preserum Steve is undesirable is like 90s teen movies pretending an obviously attractive character is ugly because they have glasses and a ponytail. Nobody’s buying it!
LOOK AT HIM! He looks like a beautiful angel.
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cinnamoncascadian · 4 months
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Posted with @lokewolf82’s permission from:
https://x.com/little_wolf82/status/1606777026983219200?s=20
What is Steve painting?
2022-12-24
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reebmiester · 11 months
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Human rights protest circa 1935
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arcadianstorm · 1 month
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Steve got distracted by his muse ❤️ FULL NSFW-> A03 | Twitter | BlueSky | Pillowfort
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capibuck · 11 months
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Hey kids! Calm down.
Bucky Barnes and Steven Rogers were inseparable on both schoolyard and batterfield
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