Steve's POV:
Charlie grows restless about our inability to get pregnant. She tells me it doesn't bother her, but deep down I know that she's more than ready now. She spends a lot of time with Pepper since Morgan was born. She longs for us to have a child of our own. She loves that baby. When she's not around her, she's always doting on how beautiful and wonderful she is. Pepper senses Charlie's growing anxiety of not being pregnant and has offered to get us an appointment with a fertility specialist, just to make sure everything is okay on both our ends.
Tony tells her to just relax and enjoy our time alone, eventually it will happen. He's become even more fond of Charlie in that past year. She's became a constant in their lives. We even keep Morgan from time to time, giving them some alone time. We both enjoy the time with the tiny little baby, and I can only hope I can give that to her one day.
We keep in touch with Nat regularly. Knowing she can't completely settle the way we have. She's always trying to accomplish something. She's become the director of the remaining Avengers and Guardians. Nebula, Rocket, and Carol stay in touch while they're off planet. Rhodey is trying to keep tabs on Clint. Charlie still hasn't been able to get through to Thor. I see it in her eyes that she wants to at least see him.
"Would it make you feel better to go and visit him?" I ask her while we're eating breakfast.
"I don't know. He's lost, and feels completely worthless. You know how he took pride in being worthy."
"Maybe we should visit then."
"He doesn't want to see me, or you. I just hope that the Asgardians are taking care of him. He may be a god, but he's tender...almost delicate." She lets out a pained giggle. "I can't believe I called that big guy delicate."
"You were referring to his mind, not his body." Charlie looks down at her plate and continues eating her fruit and yogurt.
Her style has changed, before it was always jeans and a shirt. Now she results to mostly sundresses, it brings a soft peaceful look to her. Summer time with the heat and humidity brings out my favorite Charlie. She thrives on the warmth. I lean my chest against the table and stare at her. "What?" She smiles looking up at me.
"You're so beautiful. And not just appearance, you really want everyone to be okay." She sheepishly looks down, embarrassed by my compliments. I stand up and walk behind her, running my hands along her exposed collarbone and neck. She tilts her head, closing her eyes, and lets out a soft moan. I pull her up to look at me, her petite body stands up on her tiptoes and plants a sweet kiss on me. "What are your plans today sweetheart?"
"Just spending the day with you, Captain." I lean over her body, moving our bowls from breakfast out of the way, before pressing her up against the table. I lean over her, kissing on her neck, and reach my hands down to remove her panties, and immediately bring my hand to her clit, a soft purr escapes her beautiful lips, and I add more pressure before placing two fingers in her.
I look down at my beautiful fiancé, she enjoys my touch. I pull up her dress exposing her stomach, and with my left hand I gently rub across it. "I can't wait to see your stomach swollen with my child. No one will ever question who exactly you belong to." Her legs wrap around my waist pulling me closer.
She shifts up and starts unbuckling my belt feverishly. My words have maddened her movements. Once she gets my belt and jeans undone, she yanks my pants and underwear down. I smile down at her, "Captain, I want you to fuck me, and fill me up with your seed. I want to feel you growing inside of me."
I quickly pump into her. She is so sexy like this. She wants me to defile her body, claim it as my own. I reach down looking at her, and begin ripping off her dress, I don't want to see her body covered. She smiles and moans release from her mouth, "Fuck, Captain. Destroy me, and show me who owns me."
Without stopping my thrusts, I take my shirt off so she can see all of me as well. Her smile and the constant furrowing of her brow lets me know she really enjoys us like this. Her hands grasp tightly to my forearms and I lift her off the table. Allowing her to pause for a second before lifting her body on top of mine. "You're going to be so perfect with my child growing inside of you."
She crashes her lips on mine and we gasp trying to make out. I feel her tightening around my cock and drop her back on the table with a crushing sound and relentlessly rut into her, before I hear her scream out, "Oh, Captain." A few more seconds and I release my sperm in her womb. Filling her up as I slow down my thrusts, allowing every bit to warm her pussy. She gently smiles up at me, "I love you so much, Steve."
"And I love you, Charlie." I pull myself out of her, but stay by her, rubbing gentle circles on her body, allowing enough time to hopefully fertilize her. "You're so perfect angel. You're going to make the best mom." I whisper.
"I can't wait to see you in the role of a dad." She giggles up at me. After a few minutes she sits up, and I wrap my hands around her head, my fingers entwine in her long brunette hair as I bring her lips to mine. "I'm going to go shower. Care to join me?"
She pulls at my hand, her invitation was more of a demand, and I comply following her into the shower as we take turns washing each other off.
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Charlie's POV:
One morning I woke up deciding that I did in fact want to visit Thor. Steve is a bit apprehensive, and even asked to go with me. "I think it would be best if I go alone, but I would love if you came with me, just not to New Asgard. You might intimidate him."
"How could I intimidate a god, Charlie?" Steve chokes out a laughter.
"Steve, you didn't read him. He holds everything on his own shoulders concerning the snap. He also holds you in high regards. There's something about you and Mjolnir?"
Steve laughs a bit, "Yeah, I moved it a bit once."
"Does that mean your worthy? So, you could be like a king?"
"I moved it a bit." He bites at his lip. I could easily read him and see exactly what he's trying to hide, but I don't enjoy trying to extract information from him. I'll leave it at that for now. "So, it's settled, we'll take a small vacation to New Asgard."
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Charlie's POV:
Steve and I decide to drive to New Asgard. We stay in a city close by, he's agreed that it would be best if only I went and visited Thor for now. Seeing us both might be overwhelming. The drive had me feeling oddly carsick. Steve was a patient driver, constantly letting me know he wishes he could take my place. I've been to space and didn't get this carsick.
The morning after our arrival, Steve sits on the bed of our hotel room watching me get ready. "You know if you need me, I'm only a call away?"
I look back at him, "What exactly do you think is going to happen? It's just Thor and the Asgardians."
"It just might be a bit much, and you haven't felt well. I don't think anything major would happen. It just feels weird not being by your side."
"I'll be fine, Captain." I tell him as I walk closer to the bed, he scoots to the edge pulling me over on him. I try to wiggle my way off of him. "Steve, I got to go."
"The man doesn't even know you're coming, so you can be late." He plants kisses on my neck, peppering them up to my ear, bringing my body to sit on his muscular thighs.
"Let's save this for tonight?"
"I don't want to." He pouts at me. "I would rather have you now and tonight." I giggle down at him. "Please, princess. We can make it quick."
"Why do we always have to make it quick now? And I'm already dressed and ready to go." I tease, rubbing my hand along his jawline.
"I can rip those panties right off of you, no need to get undressed." He brings his lips to mine, and shifts my dress higher. I don't argue. One of his fingers find my panties he pulls and they quickly rip, before he pulls the fabric out from under me. My breathing hitches causing Steve to sinfully smile at me. I back off of him, giving him space to remove his pants. I turn around offering him access to the zipper on the back of my dress. I'd much rather have my Captain properly.
He moves his fingers teasingly slow down my back. Instantly my body covers in chill bumps and he places a kiss on my shoulder, before allowing my dress to fall. His lips make a trail from my shoulder up to my ears, before he gives it a nibble. I spin around and pull at the hem of his shirt; he lifts his arms giving me space to take it off of him. I push him back onto the bed, and I crawl over him. Planting myself on his cock.
I let out a gasp. The nerves in my pussy seem ultra-sensitive today and I relish in the feeling of having Steve in me. "Just that got you going that quickly?" He smiles up at me. I shh him before I adjust my body so I can easily grind on him. It feels like there's electricity running through me as I look down at Steve, my fiancé. In this moment he feels the best I've ever felt him. Looking down at him I see the pure pleasure written on his face.
His hands make their way to my hips, navigating me on top of him. He gives me a rough squeeze causing me to inhale deeply through my teeth. "Captain, you feel especially amazing today." I breathe out.
"I can tell, you're really enjoying yourself." His hands begin lightly roaming every inch of my body. Learning every dip and curve. The callouses mixed in with the smooth areas of his fingers is exhilarating. I speed up my movements because I feel the heat rising in my stomach. Steve who's very intuitive realizes this, "Princess you're doing so good. Make your Captain cum."
His small praise makes me shudder with pleasure. I place my hands on his chest as I forcefully grind on him, I feel the orgasm building up. My body tingles and heat radiates all through me. It's the longest ride I've ever experienced, before I feel the snap that causes the slight numbness and euphoria that spreads throughout my body. Steve continues guiding my motions until he too cums. The tendrils of heat from him fill me up and I look down at him.
Both of us pant, staring at one another, "That was incredible, princess."
"I know. I mean, you've always felt good, but there was definitely something different." I lift my leg over him, allowing his cock freedom. My body drops on the bed, exhausted and exhilarated. Steve pulls me close to him, bringing my left hand in his as he plays with my ring.
I ready myself again and make the quick drive to New Asgard. A woman named Valkyrie meets me at the entrance. "You know, I don't know if you really want to see him. He's not the same person that he was."
"Do I know you?" I ask.
"No, but I'm assuming you're here to see Thor? He's talked about you, and the Avengers."
"Yeah, just a quick visit. He's worried me." I awkwardly shift my weight between my feet.
"He's worried us all. Well, go on. I can't stop you; I can only warn you."
I follow the road down to the village, and someone leads me the way to where Thor is staying. The small quaint New Asgard is not the area I had envisioned for the Asgardian. I knock on the door and I'm greeted by the big guy himself.
"Lady Charlie! I didn't expect to see you here. How did you find this place?" He leads me into the messy house. Several alien creatures are in the living room. "My lady this is Korg and that's Miek." The large alien raises his hand to me.
"How have you been big guy?"
"Oh, you know..." he gestures around the room.
"Will you allow me to help you? I can take some of that guilt from you."
Tears well in eyes, "No. That's the past. Can't change it." His eyes glance down at my ring. "Ah, and what's this. Which soldier did you keep as your own?"
A sadness crosses over my eyes as I look at him, "Steve. You know Bucky...he..."
Thor nods. "Forget I mentioned it. I'm happy for you. Looks like you two are growing the family as well."
I tilt my eyes and squint at him, "What are you talking about?"
He comes closer, placing his hand low on my stomach. "You're a mere mortal. I didn't expect you to feel that this early." He shakes his head, almost as if clearing his mind and steps backward. "I would offer you a drink, but all we have is beer, and in your condition, doesn't seem appropriate." My body is frozen as I watch the god bumble around sitting at the kitchen table and kicking his feet up. "So, why exactly did you come here Charlie?"
"I wanted to make sure you're alright." I whisper out. Still trying to comprehend what Thor was telling me. But he couldn't know.
"Sorry. This is what you get. Not all of us get to have a happily ever after."
"You think this has been easy for me?"
"You're living the dream. You have a husband." I shake my head no, "A fiancé, then. Having a little one. Found your escape. Makes things easier to forget."
"I can't forget them Thor. None of them. They were my family too." He takes a drink of his beer before slamming it on the table.
"You know I don't want to talk about all this sad stuff. We should celebrate. Where is Rogers? We should have a drink."
"He's at a hotel nearby. But, I'm not pregnant, Thor."
"Oh no, you very much are. I feel it. Come here." I walk closer to Thor as he places his hand back on my lower belly. "Yeah, this is a good one. Already strong like their daddy, kind like their mother." I place my hand on top of his as I look down at the large god. He gives me a genuine smile. "I knew it you know? When I jumped in the pool with you. Rogers was already enraptured by you. We all were, but he...he needed you." He looks back down before dropping his hand off me. "Read it if you want." He gestures at my stomach. "Wait to take a test. I don't care, but I'm not wrong. I sense the little one."
Shocked I sit down at the table facing Thor but looking at nothing. If he's right, this is what Steve and I have been waiting for, for nearly a year. We sit in silence. "You should go tell Rogers." I look at him with sadness.
"I don't want to leave you like this. Come stay with us. Live with us. We've got space, we're retired."
"My place is here with my people." He stoically says looking in the distance. "I'll be fine. I've made it a year without anyone visiting me. Still alive." I place my hand on his cheek. "Don't cast your words at me Charlie. I need to feel this way."
"No, you don't."
"You should go. Live your happy life. I'm fine. I'm the mighty god of thunder, Thor."
"Thor..."
"No, you should go. There are no more words you can say to me to change my mind."
"If you ever want to visit..." I grab a piece of paper laying on their counter and a pen, writing our address on it. "...there's always a bed for you there."
"Thank you, Lady Charlie. Knowing you care, warms my heart." He comes closer to kiss me on top of my head before squatting in the floor and talking to my belly, "You protect her little one. Your mother is a special one." He stands back up and I stand on my tiptoes to kiss his cheek, and walk out the door without another word.
I rush to the closest drugstore grabbing a test before returning to our hotel and running in. "How was the visit?" Steve asks, but I go into the bathroom closing the door behind me. Shakily I open the package and use it. I lay the test on the counter walking out of the bathroom.
"You had to pee that bad?" I shake my head at him and reach up kissing him. "Did you miss me?" He asks before kissing me again. "Is everything okay?"
I step back from him and look at his handsome face. His clean-shaven face shows off his strong jaw and cheekbones. His perfectly pink lips and immaculate teeth. His soft eyes and his eyebrows that are oddly one of my favorite features. "Charlie, what's going on?"
I bring his hand to my lower stomach where Thor's large hand kept pressing against me. His eyes search mine, still not understanding. "Thor, he sensed a baby." His eyes get large looking at me, as his hand moves across my belly.
"Is there a test in the bathroom?" He whispers. I nod and he walks into the bathroom, pulling my hand along with him.
"I can't look. You look." I tell him. He walks to the counter where the test is and picks it up. He gasps and I come over to his side. Two pink lines.
Tears immediately form in my eyes and I allow them to fall down my cheeks. Steve gently takes me in his arms, as we both rock our bodies around in the bathroom. He pulls back looking at me, his eyes looking my face over like I did his. He plants a kiss on my forehead, nose, and ending at my lips. He pulls away and lays my head on his chest, "What all did Thor say?"
"That it was a strong one like its daddy and kind like its mom." A whimper comes out of Steve's mouth, causing my tears to flow more. "I can't believe this is finally happening. We've got to make you a doctor's appointment. And get the nursery ready."
"Steve, I love you."
"Love you, too Charlie."
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Steve's POV:
Charlie and I decide we are going to host Thanksgiving at our house. The Starks come to help my pregnant fiancé. She's finally made it to the five-month mark. Not quite wobbling around, but Tony warned it's coming soon. Tony watches Morgan, while Pepper and myself assist Charlie. A lot of my time is spent gushing over Charlie's growing belly, I can't keep my hands off of her belly. The first movements I felt was one of the most exciting things for me. I can't deny how jealous I was that she could feel the baby before I could.
"You know I could have hired a caterer to prepare the dinner for you Charlie?" Tony says holding a sleeping, Morgan.
"That wouldn't have made for a traditional Thanksgiving Tony." She calls back.
"But you're hu...."
"You better not say huge Tony." Pepper scolds him. "She is adorable, especially with her little apron." Tony keeps quiet.
I glance at Charlie, she didn't take what he was saying seriously, but I still gently kiss her on her temple, and whisper, "You look absolutely stunning princess."
"Who all is coming?" Pepper asks.
"Um, Nat, Rhodey, Nebula, Rocket, and I invited Bruce. Don't know if he'll be making an appearance or not. I can't believe we're having a raccoon for Thanksgiving dinner." She laughs.
We finally have everything prepared, mostly just waiting on guests and room in the oven and Pepper comes over to Charlie and bends rubbing on her belly. "You are so special little one. Your aunt Pepper can't wait to meet you. Have you picked out any names yet?"
Charlie looks at me beaming, "You tell her, Captain."
"We're thinking Margaret James."
"But call her Maggie." Pepper looks at Charlie with tears in her eyes. Knowing we chose a name from each of our first and true loves.
"She's going to be a perfect little princess."
"Well maybe we shouldn't call her princess." I say uncomfortably with a chuckle.
"Why's that?" She looks at me confused and Tony let's out a giant laugh. "What?"
"The Captain calls Charlie princess, Pep." Tony says as we walk into the living room to sit.
Pepper's eyes get large as she looks at us. "Really?" Charlie smiles nodding at her, "Well, a sweet little doll then."
The room gets quiet. Charlie stands, "Excuse me." She whispers before leaving and walking in our bedroom.
"What did I say?" She looks between me and Tony. I stand walking after Charlie.
When I reach the bedroom door, I hear her whispering, and decide to listen a bit. "Even though princess and doll are taken doesn't mean we won't dote on you and love on you my sweet angel. Your daddy and I love you very much. I promise when you're older we'll tell you all about Peggy and Bucky, and why they mean so much to us...your aunt Pepper didn't know, and your mommy is a bit sensitive these days, especially when it comes to Bucky."
I quietly open the door and she pauses looking back at me. She hasn't been crying but I can see the pain in her eyes. "Are you okay princess?" I gently ask.
"A bit, yes. I'll be okay." I sit beside her, and she takes my hand in hers. "Pepper didn't know, so she didn't mean anything by it." She tells me, but also reassuring herself. She grabs my face turning me to look at her, "You know I love you right?"
"I know, but that doesn't mean you don't miss Bucky." Charlie brings her lips to me gently kissing me. My hand falls to her stomach, rubbing it a bit and I feel a little kick. It's the best feeling in the world. "I think she's going to have my strength. The stubbornness comes from you."
Charlie laughs, "Oh that's how it's going to be?"
"That's exactly how it's going to be." I stand putting my hand out to her, and leading her back into the living room with a now awake Morgan, Tony, and Pepper. Charlie smiles at the toddler and Morgan crawls over to her. Charlie scoops the little girl up and walks into the kitchen to check on some food, Pepper follows her and quietly apologizes and leaves it alone.
Our first guest is Nat. She can't help but bombard Charlie with questions about how the pregnancy is going. Telling her it's only been a week and she's grown so much already. Every chance she gets she's placing a hand on her belly and talking to our growing girl. Dinner is almost ready when Nebula, Rocket, Rhodey, and even Bruce arrive.
Bruce takes one look at Charlie with big eyes, "I didn't know this was happening." He says staring at her stomach, "Can I?" Charlie gives him a sweet smile and nods. Bruce places his hands on her stomach, almost acting as if he'll break her. Maggie must have given him a kick because he gets a dopey smile on his face. I walk over there and give Charlie a quick peck. "You guys have done good. Things look great here." He looks at her finger and notices the ring, "Congratulations you two." We both thank him.
"How is Miss Maggie J doing?" Rhodey asks.
"Everything is going perfectly fine. She's growing like a weed. I don't know how I'll survive another four months if she keeps growing like this."
We all talk a bit before making our way to the dining room. All of us together is good for us. We've seen so much loss, on a personal scale, but on a global and universal scale as well. We really do feel like a big family, we would have loved to have Carol here, but she had other business to attend to. Even Nebula and Rocket seem to enjoy this earthly tradition, Rocket especially. He gorges himself on the delicious food.
Charlie mostly sits quiet, enjoying the conversations being said between everyone. She rubs on her belly as she smiles looking at each person, "Princess is everything okay?"
She brings her hand onto my thigh, "Yes, Captain. I hurt for the ones not here, but I'm happy we still have each other. Such bittersweet memories." I place a hand on stomach, and she covers my hand with her own. Bittersweet memories indeed, but we do have one another.