Steve's POV:
Charlie called to set up a pick-up time for her at the farm. I can't believe she took so much time to be there, but I shouldn't be upset. I need to keep my right frame of mind. I also don't want to linger at the Barton's, just casual hellos and take my princess back to our apartment, just in time to move to another location. I've been sick without her.
When I arrive of at the Barton farm, I see her outside helping to hang clothes on the clothesline with Laura, she did convince me to at least have dinner with the family before we departed. She looks beautiful, simplicity looks amazing on her. She has her hair halfway pulled back, a blue sundress blowing in the breeze, I have to stare at her from a distance before getting close to her. She deserves this life, a family.
When she finally catches my eye, she doesn't hesitate just runs to me, wrapping her arms around my neck and I swing her around. She comes closer to kiss my neck and I notice immediately she wasn't here. I smell him on her. She went to see Bucky and felt the need to not tell me. I shouldn't be shocked and yet I'm hurt. I want to confront her about it, but I also want to see how long she will keep up this charade. She pulls away from me smiling, her hair is lighter with natural highlights, it's shiny and healthy like it once was. Her eyes are bright and sparkly, even her nose is freckled, a healthy sun kissed glow surrounds her skin. I'm hurt she felt the need to lie, but I can't deny she looks stunning. Wakanda and Bucky did this to her.
We sit down for dinner, there's an odd quietness coming from me that Charlie has picked up on. She continues to look at me, placing her hand on my thigh and rubbing it. "So, what all did you guys get into?" I ask innocently.
"Not much, just took it easy. Helped around the farm. Tried to enjoy the simple part of life." Charlie answers, I'm getting the feeling she isn't lying, she's just omitting that she was actually in Wakanda.
Clint and Laura both look at her uneasy, Clint's eyes find mine, "How was everything without Charlie? You two have been inseparable." Charlie shoots him an irritated look.
"It was hard not having my best girl there; I already lost my best friend." Charlie chokes on her water, before turning to me.
"Speaking of which, have you heard anything from T'Challa concerning Bucky?" Charlie turns to look at me. I can't be too angry with her for lying, because I know she's about to call me out on my lie.
Clint and Laura both shift around uncomfortably, "Let's go kids, it's time to get ready for bed." Laura shuffles the kids off the table. Clint awkwardly continues to sit at the table.
"Well, as a matter of fact I have."
Charlie quickly cuts me off from speaking more, "How long ago did you hear something?"
"Well, I think I'm going to go feed and water the dog. I'll just be outside." Clint stands and walks away, grimacing towards Charlie.
"The tone of your voice suggests you know it was before you came to the farm. How long did you wait before going to see him?" I can hear the bitterness in my voice.
"I left the day after you did. How did you know?" Her posture has changed, she's not as defensive.
"I could smell him all over you." I answer back flatly. She sighs remembering I'm a super soldier. "Why didn't you tell me? I could have gone with you?"
"Steve, I could ask you the same thing. I asked you specifically if you had heard anything. You lied." She pulls her hair over her shoulder and begins playing with it.
"How long did you wait before you fucked him?"
She scoffs at me. Her defensive posture is back. "Is that why you think I went? You don't think we fuck enough? So, I had to find somewhere else to get it from?"
"But you did, you fucked him. You lied to me to go see him. You know, it's not something I didn't think you would never do with him again. I see the way you two look at each other, and I wouldn't care, if I was there or at least knowing." She rolls her eyes looking away from me. "I was without you for three weeks and when I finally see you, I realize you weren't where you said you would be. You were with another man. I was left alone, and you run to someone else and continued to fuck."
I'm angry, and her silence is making me angrier. "Don't try to deny it." I lift up her sundress exposing the finger print bruises on her hips.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" She pushes her dress back down. I shouldn't have done that.
"I want the truth. Do you not think I deserve that?" I stand up the anger begins radiating off of me. "How long did it take before he fucked you? Ten minutes? An hour? A day?"
Charlie looks up at me, and I can see the anger I've turned towards her is hurting her, tears brim her eyes. "Two weeks." I didn't expect that. "Steve, we're not...I'm sorry. I should have told you, and you should have told me..."
I sit back in the chair beside her, turning her chair towards mine as I lean forward. "Do you not think we're together?"
"We're not."
This hurts. I didn't expect her to say that and be so direct. It is true we've never made it official or even discussed it much. We just agreed to go through the motions and do what was right. Things became so routine to the point where I just assumed. Is this what jealously feels like? "Do you want to be with him?" As much as I want to look away from her, scared of her answer, I can't tear my gaze away from her eyes.
"It's not that simple." She pauses, her hands rub up and down her thighs as her fingers stiffen awkwardly. I give her the moment to collect her thoughts. "I love you both. I want you both happy and safe." Her hazel eyes finally meet mine. "I can't lose either of you." A tear rolls down her cheek. I place my hands on either side of her cheeks and use my thumb to wipe away the tear and bring her mouth to mine, gently kissing her lips before pulling back to look at her.
"Can we just be honest with one another from now on? I can't lose you Charlie, and if that means you need Bucky too, I'm okay with that. I just want us okay. Yes, I was jealous, because he had you while I was alone, wanting to be with you every moment. You can see how I felt realizing you lied to me about where you were?" She nods her head as more tears fall from her eyes, again I wipe them away with my thumb. "Do you want to stay here tonight?" I hope she doesn't say yes, I really need her right now. And I feel a need to show her exactly what she was missing, friendly competition.
"No, we can go home. I know it's about time to move again. Can I say goodbye?" I nod my head.
"I'll get your things; I'd like to talk to Clint."
I turn and leave, collecting her things, and walk outside to find Clint sitting on the porch swing, chewing on a toothpick. "You can't be mad at her." Clint tells me, not meeting my eyes. "Steve, I told you to keep her safe, and you have, and I thank you for that. But what I forgot to mention was to not hurt her, emotionally. I know you think by playing the part of the boyfriend you're sparing her, but this between you, her and Bucky...you did this."
I sigh knowing he's right, and it can't be undone. "I want you to really think about what you want and even she wants. I get things are stressful with you guys on the run. But she deserves...at least I think she wants a marriage, family. You can't even give her a boyfriend." I start to respond but he stands up not looking at me and walks inside, "Do not hurt her, and please continue keep her safe." He shuts the door. Charlie comes around the corner and wraps her hand in mind.
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Charlie's POV:
Steve leads us to the Quinjet. I said my goodbyes to Laura and the kids, she asked if everything was okay and of course I responded with a It is now. I shouldn't have lied to Steve. I felt bad about lying. It's made things tense between us, which I don't enjoy. Clint gave me a big hug and kissed my head telling me to find happiness whoever it is with. What if it is with both? But what if I'm also fooling myself?
We take off. Both of us silent, I close my eyes for a moment. Collecting my thoughts. I hear Steve shift around and when I open my eyes, he's standing over me. "I need you." At this moment I'm not really in the mood. Emotionally I'm exhausted. "Princess, your Captain needs you." He knows I can't resist his pet name for me. I smile up at him, taking his hand in mine.
Steve leads us to the back before slamming me up against the wall and lifting my thigh up holding it in his hands. Roughly he begins kissing me, my three-week absence has him already ravenous. There's a sense of urgency in his eyes. His lips are fierce against my lips as he moves to my neck, "I'm going to make sure you never leave me that long again." His biting and sucking on my neck will surely leave red bruising all over. He's claiming my body. When I realize this, my brat side is begging to come out.
His hand traces the side of my body before coming up to my neck. "Your Captain knows how you enjoy it rough. Don't you princess." A moan escapes my lips.
"Yes, Captain." The hand he's been using to hold my thigh moves to my panties before ripping them of. He pulls my dress off swiftly and takes of my bra, leaving me completely exposed, while he's still dressed. He gets down on his knees, lifting my thigh to rest of his shoulder, and teasingly begins kissing my thighs, getting close to my core before blowing air over my pussy, and moving to the other side. "Your princess wishes her Captain would just touch her." I roll my eyes down at him.
"I have to make you pay for fucking Bucky without asking." I gulp and he just smirks up at me. His mouth finally touches my clit, greedily eating me, sucking me, and nibbling on me. My breath hitches at all the different sensations. His hand makes its way to my entrance before placing two fingers in. He doesn't take any time curling his fingers and going right to my g spot. Ferociously rubbing his fingers on it. His mouth and fingers work in tandem, complete elation washes over me. It doesn't take long before I'm close, I grab ahold of Steve's head, my toes start to curl, and Steve stops. Pulling his fingers out and his mouth off of me. With an open hand he gives my pussy a hard slap. I look down at him eyes wide, and he just smiles up at me before standing, licking his fingers and wiping off my glaze from his beard.
"What the hell are you doing?" I ask him.
"Is that how you talk to your Captain, princess." His smirking still hasn't stopped.
Two can play this game. Sweetly I ask, "Captain, why did you stop. I was so close; I was ready to cum for you."
"But you didn't ask, and I didn't give you permission." His smirking has almost become a devilish grin. "Down on your knees." I comply. He removes his shirt, and unbuckles his belt, unzips his pants. "Pull them down. Underwear too." I comply. "Fuck me with your mouth." I slowly use my tongue to spread his pre cum around his tip, looking up at him, giving him my best doe eyes. My tongue then traces up his cock from the base, humming at the sight of it. I slowly put my mouth around his cock, pumping my hand at the base and begin bobbing my head on it.
Steve places his hand on my head, guiding me. He thrusts into me quickly and rough. Several times he pushes deeper causing me to gag and gurgle. His devil smile looks down at me. He pulls out, watching dribble drip down my chin, and abruptly plunges back in my throat before pulling back out. He repeats this several times, "Play with yourself." I start massaging my clit while he continues to forcefully pump into my mouth. He loves the sound of me gagging on his cock.
The stimulation I'm giving myself causes me to moan. I smile at him, cock still in my mouth, I'm the one in control. I rapidly begin playing with myself, hoping for a release that Steve has denied me. He senses I'm getting close and he knocks my hand off of me. His hand wraps around my throat as he forces me to stand up. "Did you ask for permission?" I shake my head. "Did I say that you could cum?" I smile at him sweetly. "Turn around." I comply. He smacks my ass; the pain sends a shiver up my spine. "When I ask you a question, I expect you to answer with your words." He smacks my ass again. "Do you understand?" I nod my head. His hand wraps around my throat and pulling my body against his. "You're really trying to test me, aren't you?" Again, I nod.
"Open your mouth?" I comply. He hooks his finger in my mouth, pulling my mouth to the side before spitting on my tongue. "Swallow it princess." I comply. He jerks my body around. Pinning me up against the wall, lifting my thigh to his hip. He stands over me, pressing his dick against my clit, moving it around, teasing me. I suck in a breath. I want to feel him in me. He just smiles, continuing to stimulate my clit with his dick. Both of us refusing to be the first to admit we need penetration.
"You have anything to say for yourself?" He asks me.
"Bucky would have already finished the job." I look up at him, and notice a darkness flash across his eyes. I pissed him off.
His hand flies up to my face, pinching my cheeks. "What was that you just said?"
"You heard me Captain." I call sweetly up to him.
"You're saying you didn't miss me? Miss this?" He forcefully pushes himself into me without warning. My breathing hitches and he pulls back out, smiling. He saw the effect he had on me.
"Fuck you." I smile at him, biting my lip.
"All you had to do was ask." Again, he plunges into me without warning. He pumps into me with anger and determination. One hand holding my thigh on him, the other on my hip, making sure to squeeze on my current bruises, he wants to make sure he leaves his mark on me. "You do not cum unless I tell you to. Do you understand?" He says through clenched teeth. The sensations Steve has created by edging me has my body on overdrive and I can't answer.
The hand on my hips lift and he uses his forearm to press my shoulders, my body pressed harder into the wall. "I asked you a question." He basically spits in my face.
"Yes, Captain, I understand." I'm able to choke out. I attempt to reach my arms out to him to hold his biceps, but he's not letting up on the push he has holding me to the wall. Heat rises in my stomach and my eyes roll back. Steve and I both know I'm getting closer.
"Don't you do it. I will stop this." He smirks.
"Captain, please, I want you to make me cum."
"There's a good obedient girl." Steve's anger changes and he pumps into me even harder. I orgasm. Screaming out obscenities, but Steve's pace doesn't change, just continues to go hard and fast. I push at his abs, wanting his pace to slow so I can ride out my orgasm. He smiles and continues.
His arm that was holding me up against the wall comes down to my clit and adds pressure, massaging it, while continuing to drive into me. "Does my princess want to cum again?" He coos down to me. I'm dangerously close to releasing again, and I don't want to know what he would do if I did.
"Yes, please Captain." He crashes inside of me over and over again, continuing to massage my clit before a screaming orgasm hits me, and I throw my head back. The hand playing with my clit comes up to my neck, forcing me to look at him, he continues to plunge into me with a purpose before I feel the warm tendrils of his cum fill me up. I hum at the warmth his cum releases into my body and he smiles, removing himself from me.
His hand slips down, a finger traces my slit before bringing his finger up to my mouth, "Suck it." I comply, sucking on his finger covered in both of our cum, smiling at him. "That's my good girl." He back away from me. "We're just getting started princess. Don't you ever lie to me again." I gulp, but respond, "Yes, Captain."