Charlie's POV:
The early fall breeze blows through our opened window, causing me to stir awake. My hand immediately falls to the bed beside me. It's empty and cold. Steve has been awake for a while. Not every morning, but most mornings Steve wakes up for a run. I look at the clock 10:17am. He should have been back by now. It's too quiet upstairs. Maggie should be awake by this time. I grab at the monitor, it's on and quiet in her room.
I get up, grabbing one of Steve's hoodies and placing it on. Looking down it covers enough, falling almost to my knees, and I slip on some socks. Heading to the stairs in search of my fiancé and daughter. As soon as I open the door a waft of bacon and eggs hits my nose. I quietly tiptoe downstairs, and sit at the bottom of the steps, taking in the sight before me coming from the kitchen. Steve has Maggie in the carrier and strapped on his front, he's dancing around the kitchen cooking breakfast while the "Trouble Man" soundtrack plays in the background.
Maggie smiles and coos up at her daddy while he sings to her. I just sit on the stairs watching them contently smiling. "Are you just going to sit there like a creeper watching us or do you want to help make breakfast. You're better at it anyways." Steve's eyes finally catch me watching the pair.
"How long did you know I was over here?" I stand walking to them.
"I heard you open the bedroom door." He gives me a smug smile. Super soldier hearing, it can be annoying and endearing all at the same time. I walk up to him placing a sweet kiss beside his lips. Steve's head moves to focus more on me before really kissing me. Maggie coos in between us. I look down at her, her perfectly blue eyes mirrors her father's exact color. Even her light brown hair from birth has turned blonder. Her sweet smile with dimpled cheeks look up at us as if we're the most perfect thing in her life. I lean in to give her a sweet peck, and her chubby legs wiggle around with excitement.
I return to look back up to Steve. "You know Rogers, it's almost as if I did all the work and she gets all your looks. How is that even fair?"
"What can I say, strong genes I guess." He shrugs. I look over to the bacon flipping it over before looking back at my people. Neither Steve or me are fully healed from three years ago. But we're moving forward.
"I think we should start training again." I tell Steve, my attention back to the food. Placing bread into the toaster.
"What makes you say that?" He comes up behind me placing a gentle hand on my waist.
"It's just that I don't think that all the threats are gone. I'm sure there's less of them, but...I've got two people who I refuse to let anything happen to. And I would be lying if I said I'm a bit out of practice. Especially after this precious one." I give Maggie a quick kiss. "Not all of us have had super soldier serum. And with everything that's happened after the snap, I feel...well, it's like there's something radiating through me. Growing. My powers aren't just to talk dirty to you in front of people." I wink.
"I've been thinking the same thing. You've changed after Thanos. And then even more so since having Maggie. It would be good to sharpen up your skills, and possibly enhance them. At one point you were almost flying."
I bring our plates over to the table, scooping Maggie out of the carrier placing her in a highchair and we sit at the table. "Hovering. And I had help to catch so much air." I take a bite of eggs while feeding Maggie a bit of mashed bananas.
"Still, you might be able to reach that status. I don't need you getting rusty on me. Nat would like us around the compound more anyways." We smile at one another and finish our breakfast.
"Tony was wanting to see me today. Apparently, he has something he wants to show me. Do you want to join me?" I ask Steve, readying a bag for Maggie.
"Yes. It's not something that he alone has been working on. I gave him the idea." He winks, picking up our baby.
"Wait, what are you talking about working on? He said he wanted to show me something."
"You'll see when we get there. Besides Pepper and Morgan have missed this little one."
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"It's about time you three showed up." Pepper walks out on the porch arms reaching out for Maggie.
"You just use us for the baby." I smile handing her Maggie and wrapping an arm around her.
Morgan comes running out arms stretched out wide for me, "Auntie Charlie! I missed you."
I snatch the young girl up in my arms spinning around as she giggles gleefully. I pull her in tightly for a hug, "Oh I've missed you. How have you gotten so big so fast? Stop growing for me."
We all walk into the cabin. Tony shakes Steve's hand, and takes my own in his, "Let's go out to the garage. Cap was telling me a while back ago, that he worries that there may come a time when you may want to suit up." I glare back at Steve. "Of course, only to protect your family. But if that time comes, shouldn't you be prepared?"
He leads us into the garage, his makeshift lab. "You are someone who can handle the technology." He hands me one of the gauntlets I received from Wakanda, "I based it on these. Steve said you were almost able to fly."
"Hover."
"I'm not here to discuss wording. These will be able to get you air without the help of a super soldier, and they're not as clunky." He hands me two bracelets. "Nano-tech." I put them around my wrists. He comes beside pushing on the stars that align around the bracelet, pulling over a glove, much like his own watch when we were in Vienna, where his gauntlets are red and gold, mine is navy and silver.
I smile up at Tony, "It's not the full suit." He smiles back down at me as I flip my hand over. There's repulsor technology. "It has the ability to release different sonic blasts, to deter any enemies. Plus, it should help enhance your hovering abilities."
Steve smiles over at us. "Tony, I don't...I don't know what to say."
"You just taking them and the other things I have planned is enough. I've got to protect Maggie, and you two do a good job with that." My nose scrunches up as I step forward with a smile. "No, no hugs. Besides we're not finished."
"Tony, you didn't mention anything else." Steve says surprised.
"Well, I ran the risk of you possibly ruining everything. Anyways, Hunger Games, to your suit since you, what did you call it? 'Hover' I wanted to update it to have the ability to turn into a wingsuit. If you should want to glide from a higher altitude. I also had to update the specs, to allow you the gliding, no bugs in your eyes and all. It fits around your ear, and with a tap it can turn into your glasses, or double tap it and it's a full mask. In case you're in space, you'll have oxygen."
He moves aside a door showing off my new suit. It's more navy than black almost the exact opposite of its former color scheme. Adorned on the inside of the wrists is a single white star on each side, similar to Steve's stealth suit. My fingers run along the star. "It seemed fitting to have a bit of Cap on there. You two are basically married."
I look over to Steve, fighting back tears. He encases my body in the biggest hug. I look over at Tony and mouth a silent 'thank you' to him. He's too kind, and he actually thought about what I would want, and how to better me as a fighter, and making sure to add a bit of Steve to the overall ensemble. I don't deserve it or him, but I'm appreciative of all that him and Pepper have done for us.
"Okay, okay, enough of all this nonsensical mushy stuff. I'll get this all packed up for you. Let's go have some lunch, shall we?" Tony turns to walk out, shutting off the lights.
I begin to follow, but Steve holds me back, "Are you sure about this princess? You said you wanted to retire."
"I'm not saying that we're going back in the business. I'm saying we should be prepared. Don't you agree?" He smiles down nodding his head, and places a tender kiss to my lips. I wrap my arms around his neck pulling him in closer, deepening our kiss.
"How long do you think we have before Tony misses us?" Steve gives me a devilish smirk.
"Steve, I'm not having sex with you out in Tony's garage."
"Oh, come on, princess we can make it quick."
"Absolutely not." I laugh shaking my head at him.
"He even turned the lights of for us." His hands go under my dress and around my butt lifting me to him. "I can feel your body pulsing for me princess." Our eyes never leave one another as he sets me down on a table, pulling down my panties and dropping them on the floor. He places a hand at my entrance, adding pressure to my clit. "And you're already so wet. Just the thought of having sex in here has turned you on."
"Captain." I whisper bringing my mouth to his neck, peppering kisses down. Steve understands my invitation and he undoes his pants and crashes into me. I pull my mouth off his neck only for him to crash on my neck. He bites and sucks in one area long enough to where I know it will leave a mark, but in this moment I don't care.
Steve brings his forehead to mine as we gaze into each other's eyes as his pace quickens. "Cum for me princess." He whispers out a growl. My hands wrap around pulling him close to my mouth as we both pant on one another. I tighten around his cock as the heat in the pit of my stomach is too much to bear right before it releases. Steve pumps a few more times before he to releases.
I slide my hands from his neck to his biceps, and he returns the touch with sweet kisses on my lips. He pulls back helping me down from the table. He bends over picking up my panties, and stuffing them in his pocket, "Just what the hell do you think you're doing?" I laugh over to him.
"Cleaning up my mess." He smiles.
"Give them back." I go to reach in his pocket. He jerks away quickly while pushing my hands away from him. "Steven Rogers." I pout at him. "We're not teenagers, and I have on a dress."
"Figure it out, princess." He says running away and back to the cabin. I chase after him. Stopping on the porch with Tony glaring at Steve, and then at me.
"Where have you two been?" His tone is a bit playful and a bit irritated as his eyes go in between us. "You know, when I left, I had hoped you would follow. And now I see you much later than I anticipated and both your faces are flushed. And is that...?" Tony stands up walking over to me pushing my head aside. His eyes roll as he goes in the house, coming back with a rag and spray, and placing it in my hands. He returns into the cabin and scooping up both Maggie and Morgan up.
I slam the cleaning supplies in Steve's hands, "What's this?" He asks.
"You take my panties. You clean up." I answer flatly.
"Care to join me?" He smirks.
"Not a chance Rogers. You're trouble when we're alone." I kiss his cheek, and start to head inside.
He pulls me back and kisses my lips, "I love you."
"Love you too." I respond and walk in the cabin, smiling as our tiny daughter reaches for me, before scooping her up into my arms.
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Steve's POV:
Christmas time with a baby is completely different. Charlie and I had planned on hosting at our home, but Nat convinced us to have it at the compound. Carol, Rocket, Nebula, Rhodey, and even the Starks will be joining us. The week leading up to Christmas we decide to make the compound our home for the week. Making sure that Maggie is the most comfortable and settled for the festivities.
Nat wants to spend every waking moment with Maggie. Spoiling her and doting on her every second she can. "Have you been able to contact Bruce?" I ask watching Nat play around with the baby.
She sighs, "Yes, he said he would love to come but has some work to attend to." She shakes her head returning her attention back to Maggie, "What about Thor?"
I look over at Charlie, "No. He's not answering my calls. I would love to have them both here. Clint too. He doesn't even know that Maggie exists. I had hoped he would be her Papa."
Nat wipes a tear off from her face quickly. Hoping we didn't see, "But look at her, almost a year old and she's so perfect. Even though she's a spitting image of her father."
"Ugh, don't remind me that she's almost a year. It's flown by. I'm not ready." Charlie moves closer to me as we watch Nat play with our daughter.
"About time for another right?" She looks at both of us.
I smile shaking my head up and down. "No, I don't think so." Charlie answers. I stop and look over at her.
"Really? Never another one?" I ask, almost pouting.
"I didn't say never, I'm saying not about time, yet." I must have given her a grimace, "Your body isn't the one that changes Rogers. And she's not even a year old yet, let's wait a bit longer." I nod actually agreeing.
Rhodey walks in and sees the little girl sitting on Nat, "Maggie J! I feel the last time I seen you, you were a tiny little thing." She reaches up to Rhodey as he pulls her into his arms. She pulls at Rhodey's face before he sits down, placing the small girl in his lap. "You guys have done good. However, why does she look more like Steve the older she gets?" He laughs looking at Charlie, I see her huff with exasperation. She knows Maggie favors me, but hearing everyone confirm it annoys her.
I laugh, "But she acts just like her mama. Kind, sweet, caring. If you bump your toe, she looks at you like she understands you're hurt." As if on cue Maggie turns to look at me, understanding exactly what I said. "See, it's almost unsettling how empathetic she is. Just like Charlie." She rolls her eyes at me, but places a sweet kiss on my cheek. "Don't roll your eyes at me princess. You'll pay for that later."
She smirks over to me, "Oh really?"
"I hate it when you two do that?" Nat looks over at us. Charlie looks at her puzzled. "Yeah, you both get this look when you're talking in your heads. If I had to guess that little bratty eye roll of yours Charlie, made the Captain weak?"
"Natasha Romanoff!" Charlie scoffs over to her as I chuckle loudly.
"Don't deny it princess." Nat laughs at her, even Rhodey joins in. "You forget I lived with you two in small spaces for two long years. I know all your dirty secrets."
"Well fine, but we shouldn't be talking about it casually." Charlie huffs crossing her arms.
"You two don't really make it a secret." Nat let's out a little chuckle.
"You better be glad Maggie doesn't know what we're talking about." She glares back at Nat.
This was our week at the compound. Random talking, everyone gushing over Maggie. The best part was when Nebula and Rocket arrived. Maggie took really well to Rocket, mostly because he is a life size moving stuffed animal. And he only slightly got annoyed with her. She was able to soften him pretty quickly, even if he wanted to act like she didn't.
"Why can't she talk?" He asks while trying to gently push her away from him. Charlie picks her up, placing her on her hip giggling.
"She's a baby. She can say daddy. Maggie where's daddy." Her bright blue eyes meet mine, "Da-da." She screeches reaching her arms to me. I coo at her before Charlie hands her off to me. Maggie uses her hands to play around on my face, grabbing my nose and mouth and giving me a sloppy kiss on my chin.
"That wasn't very impressive." Rocket deadpans. "When will she talk more?"
"She has to learn different words, and then she'll be able to string together sentences, with time. But us lowly humans learn at a much slower pace." She calmly answers the raccoon.
"She can't even walk." He says looking up at the baby and Maggie just giggles down at him. I see him almost smile back.
"No but she makes little surprises in her pants." I tell him. Charlie laughs and kisses Maggie before kissing the side of my mouth.
"Terrans. Such strange creatures. You mean to tell me Quill was like that?"
"Who's Quill?" Charlie asks.
"An idiot." Nebula responds almost too calmly. Her demeanor hasn't changed with Maggie, but it hasn't changed much with any of us.
"He was part of my team, the Guardians of the Galaxy. I guess like a second in command. But he was Terran like you guys."
"Terran. So, you call Earth Terra?" Charlie asks again, settling down wanting to hear more from the raccoon.
"Yeah." Rocket looks out in the distance. Charlie places a hand towards him, and he looks at it oddly.
"If you're up for it, I would love to hear more about what goes on out there. I feel you're full of interesting stories."
We settle down. Nat brings Charlie a bottle and Maggie crawls over to Charlie's lap. Charlie wraps her arms around the small baby, cradling her in her arms as she begins to rock back and forth, humming "Lullaby to a Little Jitterbug". My hand finds her thigh as I'm warmed by the Andrews Sister song that she learned to sing. Charlie always wants to make sure Maggie has a bit of modern and out of time esthetic about her. I smile over to her and my hand finds Maggie's. Her chubby little fingers wrap around one of mine. As I'm reminded how wrapped this baby truly has me. Charlie continues to hum, looking only at our little girl.
Rocket looks over at us wistfully, just watching, observing the interaction between our small family. Once Maggie finishes the bottle, Charlie pulls it out of her grasp, setting it on the table beside us, and I wrap my arms around her, bringing both of them closer. Maggie's perfectly pink lips pout as her hand rubs on her face. She's a perfect little angel. I kiss on Charlie's forehead and even she seems more relaxed by putting our daughter to sleep.
"You still want to listen to some stories. Or do we have to be quiet for the little Rogers?" He barely whispers.
"You can tell some stories. She's pretty conditioned to normal talking while sleeping." I answer as Charlie leans her head on my shoulder.
"Is she going to stay awake. She asked." Rocket points to Charlie.
"Yes, Rocket. I want to hear your stories. Putting her to sleep calms me. Not to mention this warm man right here." Her hazel eyes look up to me, I lean over to leave a peck on her lips.
"You two are sickeningly sweet." Rhodey comes in the living room, sitting down with Rocket as he tells us stories about the Guardians.
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Charlie's POV:
Steve wakes up ridiculously early on Christmas. Waking me up by peppering kisses down my body, stopping at my shoulder before going back up. His arm still holding me close to his warm body. I glance over at the clock by the bed, 5:13am. "Steve, are you kidding me?" He laughs on my neck causing me to giggle at the sensation.
"That's Santa to you, princess." I laugh at him with a groan. Thankfully Nat set up Maggie a small nursery room next to ours, so we do have some privacy. Her monitor is silent so I know she's not awake.
"Rogers, I'm not into Christmas kink, sir." He smiles rolling me over on my back so he can fully look at me. "Why are you waking me up so early?"
"I wanted to make sure to open my Christmas gift before everyone wakes. You told me, you got me something that can't be put under the tree." He smiles coming closer. I push him away with a hand. "What?"
"My body, isn't the present." Steve gives me a confused look.
"Then, what is it?" He asks.
I throw the covers off myself before going into the closet pulling out a small pink bag. I look over to Steve before going into the bathroom, "Don't follow me, Rogers." I go into the bathroom, locking the door behind me, and turn to talk through the door, "But make sure you're ready for me, Captain." Calling him that I know he will understand that it is something sexual.
I open up my bag, pulling out the skimpy little red lingerie, lined in white faux fur. The top is a red halter, only staying on with strings. I pull on the red garter belt, and slide up the red thigh highs, attaching them to the clips. There are lacey red thongs that get covered by a short flowy skirt. I brush out my messy hair and place a Santa hat on my head, tilting it to the side. Lastly, I grab a sprig of mistletoe in my hand before opening the door.
I peak around the door. Steve himself has on a Santa hat and left on his red boxer briefs. I saunter out of the bathroom. "Merry Christmas, Captain." I smile over to him.
"I thought you weren't into Christmas kink?" He asks, his eyes never leaving my body.
"This I can handle. Calling you Santa, I can't." Steve lets out a little chuckle.
I make my way over to the bed, leaning over Steve. My fingers lightly trace the outline of pecs and abs before straddling his hips. His hands immediately go to my hips pulling me closer to him. "What's the matter Captain? Why aren't you saying anything?"
"You're too beautiful princess. Lean over and kiss me." I comply. My butt lifts off his hips and he gives it a swift smack. The skin-on-skin contact got him excited, realizing I'm so exposed from behind. He takes the mistletoe out of my hand, throwing it to the floor. "Be a good girl and bend over to pick that up." He licks his lips before biting them.
I comply walking over. Making sure Steve has a good view. I look back at him before slowly bending over, picking up the thrown sprig. I hear Steve suck in a deep breath before looking back at him with a smirk. Steve sits up on the bed, bringing himself to the edge before patting his, "Come and sit on my lap."
I walk over, before straddling him and sitting back on his lap. His hands glide along by body before settling on my ass. We inch our lips closer together before they meet. His tongue instantly licks on my lips before I open my mouth, allowing him entrance. We continue our innocent little make out session before Steve positions me closer to his engorged cock. A moan escapes my mouth before Steve's strong arms pick me up and lays me down on the bed.
He reaches under a pillow bringing out some red silk ties. He sets his fingers in motion. Tying my wrists together before tying them above my head onto the headboard. His body drifts lower on my body before slinking low on my hips while he peppers kisses along my skin. My back reacts by arching up at the teasing kisses.
His hands reach my knees as he jerks my legs apart. His fingers snake around the barely there thong, "You don't like these do you?" before I answer he rips them apart and achingly slow pulls them off my body. His lips find the inside of thighs, while he still teases me, refusing to give me any friction that my body is needing so much. His teeth softly nibble along my thighs, causing my back to arch again.
Steve bites his lip as he gives me a sly smile. I rock my hips closer to him, desiring his touch. "Captain, please touch me. I need to feel you." Steve's arms wrap around my thighs as he pulls himself to my entrance. His mouth immediately makes contact with my clit as he laps up my honey. He hums on me as my hips react to his touch. I want to wrap my fingers through his hair but he tied me up tight. He laughs on me as he realizes my movements.
His tongue traces the outline of my slit before he returns back to my clit. Steve brings a hand to my pussy before entering two fingers inside of me, stretching me out. Without removing his mouth, he looks up at me, enjoying the squirming he's causing my body. He removes his mouth shortly only to say, "Cum for me princess."
His fingers quickly set to work, curving as they quickly work on my g spot. My toes begin to curl as I feel the heat pool in my core, aching for the sweet release. Steve senses it from the tightness that surrounds his fingers as my orgasm completely crashes through my body. Complete euphoria engulfs my body, making me feel the sweet high, before I can relish in the feeling Steve brings his body over me, adjusting himself. He's already removed his underwear as he brings his hips forward, crashing his cock into my pussy. He allows me time to adjust to his size, as he unties my top, pulling it aside before bringing his mouth to a nipple. Working on it with his mouth, his right hand works on the other.
He looks up at me from sucking on my tit and smiles at my furrowed brows. He rocks his hips forward as he begins to pump into me. My breathing changes as he adjusts his weight bringing his mouth down to mine as we sloppily kiss one another. He leans back, getting on his knees, changing our position. He doesn't remove himself from me, just pulls my body on his thighs. He uses his hands to move my body on him.
His eyes move from my face to my tits as he watches them move as he pumps me onto him over and over. His right arm wraps around my waist to continue my movements and his left finds my clit, "How bad do you want to cum again?" He asks with a growl.
"I want you to choke me when you make me cum, Captain."
Steve let's my body fully fall back on the bed as he vigorously pumps into me, his right-hand snakes up to my throat adding pressure. When he feels I'm close by the tightening around his cock he adds more pressure before I deeply orgasm, he slowly loosens his grip around my neck, prolonging my high as he releases his warm cum deep inside of me.
I deeply breathe and he slams his lips against mine as we pant onto each other's mouths. Steve leans up untying me from the bedframe. My arms flop around his neck, and I use my tied wrists to bring him closer, giving him another kiss. "Merry Christmas princess." He leans out from around my arms, untying them as well. Maggie still isn't awake so he pulls me closer to him as we fall back asleep. Waiting on the rest of the team to awake.
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Steve's POV:
I hear a gentle knock on our door causing me to stir a bit. Before I can react, the door opens to Tony carrying my small daughter in his arms, "Morning Cap." He looks at the floor at the discarded items and back to a sleeping Charlie before quickly looking away blushing. The Santa hat is mostly covering her head, and I notice a bit too much skin is showing and I pull the blanket up higher, "Celebrating early, aren't we?" I frown at him and look at the clock is 9:06am.
"Can you give us some time to get dressed?" He backs out of the room, closing the door behind us. I gently shake Charlie awake. She jumps up, exposing her breasts to me. I smile down at her before taking one in my hand, playing with a nipple.
She looks over to the clock, and smacks at my hand. "How is our daughter still asleep?"
"She's not. Tony's just came in here holding her. Let's get dressed and go downstairs for presents."
Her body sits up and comes closer to mine, kissing me passionately. "How much time do we have?" She smirks on my mouth.
"As much as I would like a repeat of earlier, Tony's already been in here. He saw your sexy Christmas gift on the floor and the silk ties." Charlie blushes, I know what I'm about to tell her is going to make her blush more. "And he might have got a glimpse of your perfect breast." Her face turns a deep red as her face crashes into her hands.
She smacks at my leg, "I can't believe you let him see me like that."
"I was asleep when he came in here. It happened all too fast."
"That's why I prefer living alone. Too many people are here." She uncomfortably laughs before getting up. She removes what's left of the lingerie, and puts leggings on before grabbing one of my hoodies. Leaving everything to the imagination.
"Not wanting anyone to think you were cuddle up to me basically naked."
"Shut up Rogers and get dressed. It's our daughters first Christmas."
As I get dressed, she wraps her hair up in a messy bun, pulling out tendrils around her face. She pulls up the sleeves of my hoodie and looks down at her wrists. Little red bruises adorn her skin where the ties were, "You're an asshole you know that?" She smiles over to me, pulling the sleeves back down, not wanting to expose ourselves so early in the morning.
"If I recall, you seemed to quite enjoy it."
"I enjoy wrapping my fingers through your hair more." She shrugs.
We walk into the living room. The tree looks almost magical lit up. The blinds are still closed making it appear like it's dark. Presents spill out from under the tree. Most of them for Morgan and Maggie, no doubt from the Starks. Our little family. It's smaller than it was three years ago. But we're still dysfunctional together. Trying to make the most of the numbers we have left.
Tony puts Maggie down on the floor as she crawls over to me and Charlie. Charlie picks her up smiling at the angel and giving her a kiss to the cheek. Both my girls look up at me with a smile. Life is far from perfect, but in this moment, it's good.