Steve POV

I woke up to the sound of my alarm blaring loudly. Ugh damn it must be 5. I adjusted my eyes to the darkness with only the light of the TV providing a soft glare. I stretch my arms and move to stand but I feel a heaviness stopping me. I look down to see the beautiful sleeping redhead. The glow of the TV cast a shine on her, illuminating her round face. She looked like a Russian angel. Her arm was curled into her chest while her face faced my stomach. Her legs were snuggled close to me with her hair strewn across her face. I brushed the loose strands away from her and am greeted with her dewy skin. Even in her sleep, she still manages to catch my heart. The events of last night rushed to my mind. Her lips, plump and red. They were just waiting to be taken. It took every ounce of restraint to not lean down and kiss her. I gently nudge her knowing that she should wake up so she can get ready for work.

"Nat...Natasha....Natashaa." I whisper as she begins to move.

"Mmmm" She moans lowly while curling closer into me. I raised my head looking towards the ceiling and suck in a quick, deep breath. Lord help me. I could stay like this all day.

"Nat, come on. You gotta get up and get ready for work." I kept shaking her and eventually I'm greeted with those beautiful emerald eyes.

"Morning sleepyhead." I said with a smile.

"Morning." She says muffled as she grips me. "Can I just sleep for five more minutes?"

"I wish you could but you know you have to go to work."

"Orrrrrr I could call in sick." She pokes her head up smiling mischievously.

"And do what?" I ask as I run my hands through her hair.

"Stay with you."

"But what about my job. Whose gonna keep those bad guys off the street?"

"Captain America will." She replies while sitting up on my lap and wrapping her arms around my neck.

"Oh will he now?" I raise my eyebrow and wrap my arms around her waist keeping her close.

"Mhmm." She nods matter of factly. It was the cutest thing. Kinda reminds me of a 5-year-old.

"So are you suggesting we play hooky and just lay on the couch all the day?"

"We can or we can get some breakfast and just hang out around Brooklyn. You can show me where you grew up."

"That sounds good. I'll cook us some breakfast and we can go out a little later." Caving in to her request. She smiled, kissing me on the cheek and slid off to go to the bathroom. I looked over and saw Dodger following her. He must've just woken up. I took the chance to call in to the precinct and let them know I wouldn't be coming in today. They didn't question it considering I am the Captain.

By the time, I was done. Nat was coming out of the bathroom looking more refreshed. "That was your job?"

"Yea, called out for "personal reasons." I laughed and handed Nat her phone. "Your turn firecracker." Nat took it, shaking her head at my silly nickname.

She dialed a number and spoke after a few seconds. "Hey Fury, It's Natasha. I'm not going to be able to come in today for personal reasons. I'll see you guys tomorrow. Bye." She hung up and put her phone on the table. "Voicemail."

"Alright, so what's the plan ballerina?" I asked standing up and walking towards the kitchen.

"Wellll, I'd like to brush my teeth, shower, change clothes, you know, just to start." She laughed.

"I think I can help you with all three." I smile.

"And how exactly are you gonna help me shower Captain?" She smirked walking seductively towards me. I felt my breathing become hitched and my pants grow tighter.

"I...um..I.. was gonna..I'll let you use my shower." I stuttered like an idiot as her hand rested lightly on my chest.

"Aw thank you. For a second, I thought you were gonna tell you'd get in and wash me yourself." She looked up at me grinning.

"Oh no, no, of course not. I respect you. I wouldn't—"

"—Not that I would mind that though." She interrupted, smirking at me.

"I...um.." I was at a lost for words.

"I'm only kidding Steve....unless you don't want me to be." She bit her lip, which was quickly followed with a laugh. "You're too easy." She removed her hand from my chest and walked around me to enter the kitchen.

"Hey, I told you I wasn't the best with women." I reply following her in to get the pancake mix. "You want eggs?" I turn to look at her.

"Mhmm Sure, Mr. Sharon and Kate and yes, scrambled please." I took out the eggs and started food prepping. "Need any help?"

"No, I got it." I said combining the ingredients. "Actually, you know what. How about I show you to the shower? You can get ready and by the time you come back, it'll be done." I paused on the food and waited her reply.

"Yea that'll be good."

I walked out the kitchen with her following me to the master bathroom to set up the shower. I gave her a towel and washcloth. "If you need me, just call me." I quickly grabbed my toothbrush from the counter top.

"Thanks Steve." She smiled at me before closing the bathroom door.

I tried not to let my mind wander to what she looked like without her clothes, but it was hard. I could just imagine how the water would rinse off of her body. The way her skin would glisten with wetness. I rubbed my dick as I ventured into impure thoughts. A low growl escaping my mouth. I needed to stop myself before I couldn't. I adjusted my shorts and walked to the half bathroom to brush my teeth before going to the kitchen.

I cooked pancakes, eggs and bacon. Classic American. I knew she liked it, so I made sure to have it just right. I filled up Dodgers food and water, making a mental note to take him on a walk once we were done eating. I was finished and cleaning the last bit of dishes, when I heard her voice.

"Hey Steve?" She called from behind me.

"Yea." I reply rinsing off the remnants of stop from the pot.

"Do you think you can help me out?"

"Yea, give me oneee sec." I stopped the water and turned around. My jaw dropped. Before me was Nat, standing with a small white towel wrapped around her body. Her red hair wet from the shower. Her skin still glistening with water droplets. She held the towel tightly hoping it would prevent her breasts from being more exposed then they already were. The slit in the towel left her upper thigh exposed and gave me an almost clear view of her treasure, The towel barely left anything to the imagination. It took everything in me not to take her right there.

"Umm..what do you need help with?" I said walking out the kitchen to stand in front of her.

"I kinda don't have any extra clothes here. I don't want want to put on my work clothes, so I was hoping I could borrow a shirt of yours and maybe some sweats." Her face was lined with uncertainty. I could tell she felt slightly embarrassed for having to ask.

"Of course. I don't mind." I assured her and walked towards my bedroom.

I could hear her light footsteps follow me into my room. I knew just the shirt to give her. It was an old black Pink Floyd tee that I got a couple years back. It was tight on me already so I knew it would fit a little big on her. I rummaged through my drawers for small shorts. They were a little snug on me, but they should fit her. I turned back around and could see the towel had slipped some more. "Um I think these should fit you pretty alright. If not, I'll try to find something else." I said trying to avoid staring at her curves.

"No, this is perfect. Thank you." She smiled, taking the clothes from me.

"Alright, well the food is ready, so just come when you're done." I walked and closed the door. "Oh wait, Nat—" I opened the door back, but gasped at the sight. There she was in all her glory. The towel pooled at her feet. Her body still wet. Her head whipped in my direction, but before she could speak I push out an apology. "Shit, sorry." I shut the door quickly, my eyes still wide in shock and amazement and fear. I just wanted to tell her that the clean toothbrushes were under the cabinet. I didn't think she would get undress that fast. It wasn't even five seconds before I came back, but I guess you only need one to drop a towel. "Damn." I whisper to myself. She's probably gonna think I did that on purpose, that I'm like all the other guys. Thoughts ran rampant through my head. My brain logically knew that what happened was bad, but my dick didn't care. I looked down and could see the tent that was already forming in my pants. I tried to think of anything. Cats. Dogs. Orphans. Pancakes. Eggs. Roaches. Clowns. Nothing was working. I went back into the kitchen and waited for my body to calm down. A few minutes later, I heard her footsteps patter across the cherrywood floors. I was too nervous to look at her but saw her out of the corner of my eye. She sat in the spinning bar stool at my kitchen counter where the food was beautifully laid out, still steaming.

"Steve..." I heard her say softly.

"Yea." I reply still too nervous to hold her gaze.

"Did you..um..did you see everything?" I could hear the nervousness in her voice. I looked up at her. Her eyes looked sad and glossy. She looked like she was on the verge of tears. I quickly walk around to her.

"No, no, no, Nat. It was so fast. I didn't even mean to. I just wanted to tell you that the toothbrushes were under the cabinet." I spun her stool so she was facing me. "I promise I wouldn't have walked in if I knew you were like that. I'm so sorry."

"It's ok..I just..I don't like people seeing my body unexpectedly like that, that's all. I'm not mad at you." She gave me a half smile.

"Ok, as long as you know it was an accident. It won't happen again, scout's honor." I reassured her with a small kiss to her temple.

She smiled back at me and looked at the food. "You really outdid yourself Rogers."

I noticed the change in subject and was grateful that she was better. "Well I have a lady to impress so."

"Oh really? She must be pretty special." Nat teased.

"I like to think that she is. The most beautiful woman I've ever seen." Looking in her eyes.

"You think she's impressed?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Yea, I think so. I kissed her and she kissed me back recently so." I wiggled my eyebrows at her. I could see her blush as she glanced down before looking back up at me.

"well how do you know that wasn't a one time thing?"

"I'm kinda hoping it won't be. I really like her." I say closing the space between our bodies.

"I think she kinda likes you too." Her green eyes pierced mine. Her lips enticing me as she licked them.

"Good because I've been dying to kiss her again."

She grabs my shirt and pulls me down, whispering. "Then, what are you waiting for?"

I wasted no time attacking her lips with mine. Her hands ran through my hair while mine gripped her side. Her legs spread on the seat and I moved in between. My dick pressing into her. She moaned into my mouth, pressing her chest into me. My hands worked their way down to her ass. I swiftly lifted her up, moving to the couch. I laid her down, our lips never parting. Her legs wrapped around my waist as our breathing became heavier. She pulled them tighter towards me urging me to grind into her. A moan escapes my mouth as I grind my dick into her. My mouth moved to devour her neck. Her back arching as I leave red marks all over her smooth, porcelain skin. "Fuck Steve." Nat moaned my name and that did nothing but make me grind harder. I slipped my hand inside the big sweats she sported and was met with her juices. She was wetter than the Niagara. I could tell she was being sent over the edge. I slipped my finger inside her while she moaned louder begging for more. "Please....God Please Steve." Her cries filled the now sun-lit room. I slid another finger in her while my other hand lifted her shirt so I could suck on her breasts. Her Double DD's greeted me. I took one into my mouth massaging it as my tongue worked her nipple. She withered under me trying to keep her composure. I played with her clit going faster and faster til I felt her jerk under me. She cried out, her hands no longer firmly gripping my hair. She went limp under me. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was fast. I pulled my soaked fingers from out of her and sucked them clean. She tasted delicious. I kissed her neck softly and sat back against the couch. I breathed out a heavy sigh. I looked down at my dick, which was still hard. I glanced at Nat who's eyes were now trained on me. "That was amazing. I've never felt like that before..." She finally says.

"Like what?"

"Felt so out of this world. I feel like I just had the best sex of my life." She said closing her eyes again.

"Well I do aim to please." I smirk at her before leaning over to kiss her once again.

"And you definitely did. That was amazing Steve. Really." She sat up pulling her shirt down.

I just smiled at her, letting her enjoy her high. Although, I wanted to take it further and have sex, I wanted to wait a little more. I wanted to take her out and really show her I wanted more than to fuck.

"Come on, breakfast is probably cold." I said standing up and reaching out my hand to her.

She took it and she stumbled a little. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Shut up." She chuckled hitting me in the arm. I wrapped my arm around her waist and walked back to our plates. This was definitely going to be one hell of a day.