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April 1936

Opening the door, you stepped out of your classroom along with one of your friends. You waited until she finished copying your notes and once she was done, you bid her goodbye and went to the cafeteria. You stood on your tippy toes to check if either Bucky or Steve were in line, waiting for food. When you didn’t see them, you went outside and spotted them at your usual table and nodded at Bucky when he waved at you.

Sitting in front of them, you smiled when you saw Steve doodling on the notebook you got him for Christmas.

“He’s already halfway through the pad.” Bucky chuckled, making Steve look up at him.

“Who are you talking— oh, hi, Y/N!” Steve beamed and you smiled widely at him.

“Hi.” You said sheepishly, ignoring Bucky’s questioning gaze. You hoped he didn’t know about your major crush on Steve. “What are you working on today, Stevie?”

“Hands and… well, a girl.” Steve said but closed his notebook when Bucky tried peeking. “I’ll show you on our way back home, I could use your opinion.”

“Okay.” You said, feeling your heart beat faster. You hoped he was drawing you but he would’ve showed you. He wouldn’t have hidden it from you or Bucky, well maybe from Bucky…

“Are you staying for swimming practice?” Steve then asked Bucky.

“Yes but I’ll see you before your date tonight.” Bucky said.

“Date?” You asked, your voice a bit high-pitched for your liking. Steve looked back at you normally but Bucky looked slightly suspicious.

“Yeah, I— Well, I asked Rachel out again and she agreed.”

“Again?” You felt your stomach drop at the new information, your heart breaking too.

“Oh, I didn’t tell you because you were shopping with your friends. Yes, I asked Rachel and we went out and we are going out again tonight.” Steve replied, smiling as if he were remembering the time he had with her.

“Oh.” You said and mentally shook your head. “That’s great news.” You tried sounding convincing and at least Steve believed you. Bucky, on the other hand, grew more suspicious.

•

Classes had ended fifteen minutes ago and you were waiting for Steve outside the main door. You heard footsteps behind you but saw Bucky when you looked back.

“Steve will be here soon but I need to ask you something.” He said in a hurried tone. “Do you like—?”

“Hey, guys!” Steve’s voice sounded from behind Bucky and you sighed in relief. You knew exactly what Bucky was going to ask you and you didn’t want to lie to him or worse, tell him when Steve didn’t feel the same way. You’d rather keep the secret to yourself. “Ready, Y/N?”

“Yes, let’s go.” You said and grabbed your books. “See you tomorrow, Buck.” Bidding him goodbye, you and Steve started making your way to your house. It was on the way to his house and he told you that he’d always make sure you got home safe. No matter if he had missed school because he had gotten sick and he had kept his promise no matter how many times you told him to stay back or that Bucky would tell him he’d walk with you.

“You were surprised when I said I had a date.” Steve broke the uncomfortable silence you had created. “I was too when Rach agreed.” She was Rach now? He must seriously like her. “I do.” Oh, God, you had said it out loud. “I started liking her when we were paired for that science project. If it hadn’t been because of that, I would have never talked to her, let alone asked her out.” Steve chuckled. “She’s way out of my league but she agreed.”

“Don’t say that, Stevie.” You said sheepishly. “She’s lucky you like her. Anyone would be lucky to be taken out on a date with you.”

“Thank you, Y/N.” Steve said, a faint blush covering his cheeks. “Don’t tell Buck, but you are my bestest friend.”

Both of you chuckled at that and continued walking but you sensed that there was something bothering him. “Something else on your mind?”

“Well, yes.” Steve started, his voice a tad nervous. “I wanted to ask you for a favor.”

“Oh, yes, the drawing. You were drawing Rachel, weren’t you?” You teased, trying to sound casual about it and ignoring how your heart broke a little more.

“Yes, but that’s not it.” He said, his cheeks fully pink now as you looked at him then back ahead. “I want to ask for something but it’s very personal.”

“Okay…”

“I was wondering if perhaps…”

“Just say what’s on your mind, Stevie.” You encouraged softly.

“Can you teach me how to kiss and do stuff?” Steve asked fast. It was at that moment that your foot stepped on your undone laces and you almost tripped if it hadn’t been for Steve’s reflexes. “Let me get that for you.” He gave you his books and went down on one knee, taking your laces and making a bow, securing it again. “You don’t have to. It’s just, I don’t trust anyone else but you and Bucky but obviously I can’t ask him.”

“Okay.”

“Okay you will do it?”

You nodded, a little bit dazed by his request. “Yes, you are my friend and I will help you.”

It was Steve’s idea to go back to his place after you had finished your homework. Your mom, as always, let you go back with Steve to his place but made him promise to get you back for dinner and as always extended the invitation to him but he’d told her about his date so he declined politely.

“You are shaking.” Steve whispered as he took your hand in his. “We don’t have to do this. I’ll just wait or tell her I’m a virgin.” He reassured you, squeezing your hand.

You squeezed his and shook your head. “I want to help you, you are my friend.” You reassured him and put on your bravest smile. “How far do you plan on going tonight?” You didn’t even know why you kept torturing yourself by asking him more questions about him and Rachel.

“I don’t know. I know she has some experience because her last boyfriend was talking about it with some other guy and me and Bucky overheard him in the locker room and I don’t want her to think I’m as unexperienced as I actually am.” Steve explained, chuckling afterwards.

“I just don’t know if I’ll be able to help you much.” You said, fidgeting with a loose thread from your blouse as you waited for Steve to locate the key from his apartment. “Is your mom home?”

“Find ya.” Steve whispered and shook his head as he opened the door, letting you in first. “She’s working a night shift. Seriously, Y/N, you don’t have to do it. I only asked you because we made that deal a couple of years ago.”

“Can’t believe you remember that.” You said, thinking about the time you and Steve caught Bucky kissing a junior girl while the three of you were sophomores. Being the last two of the group to kiss someone, you promised each other that you’d help each other when the time came.

And now the time has come.

“But I don’t want to pressure you into this.” Steve reassured you.

“Well, I’ll help you with what I can and we can learn stuff together.” You said. “Kill two birds with one stone.”

“You know more than I do now.” Steve chuckled. “What about that guy, Mike, that you dated?”

“That was only two dates and he only pecked my lips once.”

“Wait, really?” Steve looked confused for a moment and then opened the door to his room.

“Yep.” You said, popping the P and sitting on his bed. “He heard that another senior was no longer a virgin and he jumped at the chance to take her out, hoping that he’d bed her.”

“Did he?” Steve asked and sat in front of you.

“He did as far as I know… or rumors go.”

“You never told me it had only been two dates.” He mused.

“Now you know.” You tried sounding chirp but went back to feeling heavy. Of all the possibilities, you never consider kissing the guy you liked as a way of ‘teaching’ him how to kiss somebody else. “Like I said, he only pecked my lips so if you want to—”

“We can learn together.” Steve whispered, inching closer to your body and your lips. “Stop me whenever.” He whispered, his left hand cupping your cheek and the other one reaching underneath your hair until he found your neck. You felt his breath on your lips and you closed your eyes, feeling tears forming behind your lids. Steve none the wiser, closed the gap and gently touched your lips with his soft ones. The action was awkward, your lips smacking together at different times until you got more comfortable with each other. But the feeling was there. You felt like this is what you had been missing. This is exactly what you had wanted for so long and you’d take whatever he would give you before leaving you for another girl.

“Was that good?” You whispered against his lips, glad that your tears were gone for the time being.

Steve nodded, offering you a tender smile. “Better than I expected.” He said, blushing even more. “Should we try moving our lips together?”

You nodded and he took it as his green light to kiss your bottom lip. You let him lead and he kissed your top lip before going back for your bottom one and sucking slightly. As he continued, you tried kissing him back and both of you moaned when you moved in sync. As awkwardly and tentatively as it was, it was perfect to you. Yes, you didn’t have much experience or point of reference but you knew this was the reason people liked kissing. Or maybe it’s because it was Steve doing it with you and you’d cherish it forever.

“How was that?”

“Now I know why Bucky likes doing it.” Steve said and you both chuckled. “That Mike missed out on kissing you. I know you are the only girl I’ve ever kissed but you are a really good kisser.”

“Thank you, Stevie.” You said, looking down. “You are good at it too. You want to try more?”

Steve nodded and kissed you again, tentatively slipping his tongue a little and you cut off the kiss. “Was that too much? Was it out of line?”

“No, just weird.”

“Try again?” Nodding, Steve cupped your face again and kissed you. First with no tongue and once you were comfortable with each others lips again, he tried slipping it in again and you moaned at the sensation. It was still weird but it was Steve. Pulling away, you smiled at Steve and stood up from his bed. He gave you a puzzled look and you smiled. “Stop me whenever.”

“What are you—?” Steve choked on his words when he saw you untuck your shirt from your skirt. He swallowed hard as he saw you unbutton the lower button and you made your way up with each one. You thought you’d feel embarrassed and you would’ve if Steve weren’t as red as he was or if you hadn’t noticed the growing bulge on his pants that he was trying to cover. “Should I stop, Stevie?” You asked him as you unbuttoned the last one.

“N-no.” He swallowed again. “I mean—” You didn’t let him finish when you opened up your blouse and your bra was on full display for his eyes and his eyes only. “You’re… It’s… just beautiful.”

“My bra?” You teased him, feeling more confident and more at ease now after Steve’s reaction.

Steve blushed and shook his head. “That too.” He teased back.

“What about…?” You started as you unhooked your bra and let it fall to the floor. “What about my breasts, Steve?” You asked, feeling embarrassed for a second.

“B-beautiful.” He whispered. “God, Y/N, you are just so beautiful. Gorgeous in every way.” He said and you smiled sadly, reminding yourself that he wasn’t yours to have after this. But still, you continued. You moved your hands to the side of your skirt and unzipped it. Shimming out of it, the material fell on the floor, leaving you in your cotton panties. You took a deep breath and seeing that Steve’s eyes were glued on your lower region, you hooked your fingers and quickly, pulled them down enough so they fell on their own past your knees.

“Not every one looks exactly the same but at least you have the general idea now.” You whispered and walked towards Steve, seeing how his eyes widen even more than before. “You can touch me, Stevie, if you want.”

You saw as Steve stood up and tentatively moved one hand and caressed your left breast. “It-it’s very s-soft.” His voice came out a little squeaky and you moaned when his thumb brushed against your nipple, hardening it on the spot. Steve cleared his throat and did the same with your other breast. Then he did something unexpected for the both of you it seemed. He bent forward and captured one nipple with his mouth, you moved your hands to his head. It felt so good that you wanted him closer but he must’ve thought you didn’t like it because he pulled away. “I’m sorry, I went too far.”

“No!” You interjected quickly. “No, Stevie, it felt really good.”

“Really?” He beamed at your words.

“Yes, can you do it again?” You asked him and he nodded. Steve cupped the breast and squeezed it a bit while his cupped the other one and brought his lips on it, gently licking your nipple and sucking on it while his other hand rubbed against the bud so both received attention. “Stevie?”

“All good, Y/N?”

You nodded. “Yes, I— can you touch me?” Steve looked confused. “Down there?” You giggled when he was still confused. “May I?” You asked him after taking one of his hands. He nodded and his eyes widened again when he saw you were moving it towards your womanhood.

“I don’t know what to do.” Steve whispered before reaching your skin.

“Just touch me and feel around, is that okay?” Steve nodded and you felt yourself growing wetter when his tips touched your outer lips and moved around. The action by itself wasn’t doing anything for you. It was the fact that someone else was doing it for you after asking them. Even better the fact that it was Steve. “Lower, can you move lower?” You asked and he tentatively moved, his eyes snapping to yours when he felt a dip. “It’s fine. It’s my opening.” You reassured his questioning gaze. “Well that’s something called ‘clitoris’. I read about the human body on a book we had for school.” You explained through your moans, grabbing onto his thin shoulders to support yourself. This was coming from someone that didn’t know what he was doing and it felt amazing to you, you couldn’t imagine what it could feel if he was experienced in this area.

“Want to lay down?” Steve asked you, as he looked at the beautiful expression on your face. You nodded and he helped you on his bed.

“Take off your clothes, Stevie, it’s only fair.” You said and he blushed but nodded anyways. He took off his shirt and then his pants.

“Don’t laugh, okay?” You nodded but looked at him confused.

Steve pushed his underwear down and stepped out of his briefs. Your eyes widened when you saw his cock. The first one you’ve seen in your life. The first one that wasn’t the outline of one from a book. You didn’t even know if he was small or big but if that was what was supposed to go inside your opening, you knew it was going to hurt no matter what the senior girl had said on the locker room.

“It’s big.” You blurted out.

“You think so?”

“Well, yours is the first I’ve seen but that looks huge for, you know, my hole. Not my hole, a woman’s hole— opening! Sorry, I don’t know how far you want to go. I was just speaking in general terms—”

“Y/N, love, take a deep breath.” Steve calmed you down as he laid down next to you and on his side. “We’ll go as far as we feel like. Is that okay with you?”

“Yeah.” You said breathlessly. “Can I touch you?” Steve nodded and stopped breathing for a bit. He saw you moving your hand and carefully wrapping it around his hardened shaft. You gasped at the velvety feel it had even with the protruding veins. “It’s hard.”

Steve chuckled. “It gets hard when I feel or see… things I like.”

“So I take it you liked my body.” You teased.

Steve gingerly touched your pelvis and moved his hand lower until he found the dip once more. “You are beautiful. All of you.” He said, looking into your eyes. “Is your opening supposed to be this wet?”

You giggled. “It gets like that when I feel or see… things I like.” You told him, repeating what he had told you. Steve’s breath caught on his throat when you moved your hand by accident. “You okay?”

“Do that again.” He whispered. “Feels good.” He moaned as you did it again and again.

“Is it weird that I want to lick it?”

“Fuck, love.” Steve froze next to you and shut his eyes tight.

“Language, Stevie.” You reprimanded. “Did I say something wrong?”

“No, no.” Steve cleared his throat. “I just… pictured you… and well…”

“So it wouldn’t be a bad thing?” You asked, not sure of why the idea of having his member in your mouth so exciting.

“No, I don’t think so.” Steve gasped.

“Stop me whenever.” You told him, kissing his cheek and moving your face closer to his cock. You gave his leaking tip a kitten-lick and felt a salty taste on your tongue. The liquid was nothing you’ve read before in science class but you knew it wasn’t so bad if those senior girls had talked about swallowing it. You licked again and again, the tip, the side of it, all of it. And then you took it in your mouth after Steve’s praise. The way he moaned louder and louder was your encouragement.

Steve didn’t know how much longer he would last. He didn’t even know what would happen when his cock wouldn’t take anymore. He felt like he was going to explode and the sight of you on all your fours wasn’t helping him. His balls felt heavier as he saw your head bobbing up and down, your ass sticking out whenever you lowered your head and before he could stop himself, he moved a hand to caress your cheek, his tip brushing against your holes and you jerked up.

“Steve!” You moaned out loud at the unexpected touch.

“Did I hurt you?” He asked you, panicked.

“No, no. That felt good, I just wasn’t expecting it.” You said, looking down, embarrassed.

Steve sat up slightly, leaning on his arms. “Would you mind if I… see it? Up close?” He asked, blushing all over again. A slight layer of sweat on his forehead.

“What about you?” You asked, gesturing at his cock.

“You can continue?” He said, but sounded more like a question.

“You really want to see down there? Is it even a pretty sight?” You asked, feeling insecure.

“I have liked everything I’ve seen so far and I am… curious.” He said, sheepishly.

“Okay… so do I move…?”

“Yeah, just let me…” He said, laying back on his pillow and tapping your leg. “Maybe you can straddle me?”

“Uh, okay, let me just…” You felt weird doing this, like it was forbidden. But it was exciting, kinky. You straddled his chest, careful not to kick him with your foot. Steve grabbed your legs and encouraged you to move more. “I don’t want to hit you or something.” You told him.

“You—”

“I what, Steve? Is it too ugly?”

“No, no, no.” Steve quickly said. “It’s— well beautiful.”

“I don’t think anyone would call it beautiful—“

“It is, as weird as it may sound to you.” Steve said and gingerly ran a finger along your slit, making you shiver and moan. “Wow, it opens up. Your hole.” He said in a tone of awe. Then, he encouraged you to move closer to him by gently pulling on your thighs. You were about to ask him what he was doing but your breath caught in your throat when you felt his tongue swiping along your slit.

“Oh, oh! Stevie!” You moaned out loud and clenched on his tongue when it dipped inside a bit.

“You taste like heaven, love.” Steve said against your outer lips and pulled your lower body onto his face as he continued lapping onto your juices. You tried to focus back on him, on his still leaking cock. Grabbing it, you swallowed it and he moaned when you moaned against it while still inside of your mouth. You felt him moving your body and soon he was sucking on your clit, the bundle of nerves twitching and tightening the coil deep inside you. “Sweetheart, I think— oh, God, I feel like I’m going to explode.” He said, his lips had left your cunt but his hand were squeezing the skin of your thighs.

“I think it’s called coming. Let me just…” You trailed off as you got up from the bed. You doubted what to do next but decided to do what the girl had said and got on your knees. “That senior girl said she had swallowed it.”

“It?”

“You have never touched yourself, Stevie?”

“No, you?” He said, sitting up in front of you.

“I tried once and it felt good but I think I peed a little.” You said, looking down because you didn’t know if that had been normal. “Well, it didn’t look or smell like pee but it came out.”

“Did you feel like you were going to burst?”

You nodded and placed your hands on his skinny thighs. “Why don’t you touch yourself and you let it go.” You suggested.

“But what if whatever comes out gets on your face?”

“It’s supposed to be sticky and white. The girl said that when she doesn’t want to swallow, she lets it hit her face so I guess you need to get it there?” You explained, glad that you were learning but sad because if you had known you’d have this opportunity with Steve, you would’ve done some research and make it a better experience for the both of you. “I’ll close my eyes, just in case.”

Steve nodded and took a hold of his cock and spreading the transparent liquid on his shaft. He squeezed gently and jerked it like you had done before. Soon, he was moaning again and it didn’t take long now since he had been so close before. “It’s coming.” He rushed out and stood up, continued jerking and you closed your eyes. Suddenly, you felt something wet hitting your cheek and lips and it trailed down, hitting your chest and continued trailing down your breast and the valley. “I think that’s it.” Steve rasped out, his breathing was quick and labored and when you opened your eyes, you saw him with a beautiful dazed look on his face.

“You okay, Stevie?” Rubbing his thighs, you asked him. “Do you need your inhaler?”

Steve shook his head and opened his eyes, feeling his softening cock start to harden once again. There you were, all naked and beautiful and the sight of his seed dripping from your face and to your breasts was something he vowed to never forget. You looked like an angel and had taught him more than just sex stuff. He felt desired and accepted. And comfortable. He had been so nervous to even think about kissing Rachel on the cheek. Now he had even… come and to the person who he trusts more. If only he had felt confident enough to have asked you out long ago but he had been so afraid that you wouldn’t like him as more than a friend. And then, gave up when he heard about you going out with that Mike guy.

“Do you want to try, I mean I can lick you and you can let go if it feels right?”

“Okay.” You agreed to his proposal and accepted his hand to help you up. Steve laid down back on his bed and helped you straddle his chest. He encouraged you to move closer by grabbing onto your thighs until your sex was above his mouth. “I don’t want to crush you, Stevie.”

“You won’t, love.” He promised and pulled you closer until you could feel his breath tickling your most sensitive parts. Your body froze when you felt him giving a little peck to your bud and soon his tongue lapped at you as if he hadn’t eaten in years. Steve had no experience but he sure could have fooled you. The way he would lick and then insert his tongue on your tight hole. It was maddening and you needed to remind yourself to be mindful of not crushing his head in between your legs. Desperately, you clung onto his headboard and unconsciously, started grinding on his face, loving the way his nose rubbed your clit with every lick he gave.

“Stevie,” You moaned and he loved the way your voice was all breathy for something he was doing to you. “It’s feels so good, your tongue makes my body want to explode…” You trailed off, shutting your eyes at the escalating feeling of something knotting inside of you. It didn’t help at all that Steve was now using his forefingers to open up your lips so he could taste more of you. He couldn’t get enough. Your scent was just addictive and he didn’t want to stop worshipping your cunt, to stop hearing your sweet mewls of ecstasy. But he knew you were close, he had to use all his strength to keep you steady.

“Let go, darling.” He muttered against your cunt and looked up at you with a hand covering your mouth. You felt embarrassed about moaning so loud. It would be the end for you and Steve if any neighbor realized that two teenagers were doing inappropriate stuff while home alone.

You had tried to hold on as much as you could but after his words, it’s like Steve made it his mission to get your body to let go of it. He noticed the way you’d moan louder whenever his nose touched your clit so he started rubbing circles with his thumb while he tried to make his tongue go as deep in your leaking hole as possible until you tensed on top of him and he felt your insides spasm. You were quick to move backwards when you felt gushing coming out and when you looked back at Steve, you saw his eyes wide in shock but also in awe at the way your body spasmed. Steve didn’t know what it was but he brought his thumb back to your clit and rubbed gently, your body reacting to his touch like a shock and you grounded against his digit. “Stevie…” You moaned one last time, feeling your body heavy and relaxed.

“You okay, sweetheart?” You only nodded, your eyes glossy after the pleasure Steve gave you and he fell back in love with you. He couldn’t stop looking at your dazed expression and the small smile you sported. Sighing in content, you loved the way he was rubbing circles on your slightly shaking thighs and hips.

“I think it goes without saying that that was amazing.” You whispered, tracing a finger from his jaw to his neck and lower until you reached his chest but then stopped abruptly.

Steve was about to reply to what you’d said but saw your shocked face. “What is it?”

You shook your head and got up from the bed. “I let go on you and your bed. Everything is soaked.” You panicked a little and took a handful of tissues from his nightstand, trying to soak up as much liquid as you could while avoiding Steve’s gaze.

“Y/N?” Steve called you softly. “It’s okay. I’ll wash them later today.” His voice snapped you out of your embarrassment and you nodded. “It wasn’t that much, see?” He got up from the bed and showed you how it only had been a small spot on the bed.

“At least let me get you cleaned up.” You offered. “And also myself, it feels sticky down there and your… stuff is drying up.”

Steve smiled and involuntarily felt his cock hardening at the realization that you were still naked and that his… semen was still on your cheek and chest. To distract himself, he took a tissue and gently wiped your face with it, glad that most of it came right off. You saw him blushing when he looked down to your breasts and you felt proud. Yes, he didn’t like you the way you did but he had trusted you with this. You giggled when he tentatively brushed against your right breast and he blushed even harder when he saw your nipple pebbling.

“You really are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” Steve whispered, looking deep into your eyes and you felt your heart start to beat faster.

“Steve.” You said and he knew there was something wrong by calling him that instead of Stevie. “Don’t say that.”

Breaking eye contact with him, you moved away from him and started gathering your clothes. Putting your panties on, you didn’t care that you hadn’t washed up. You need to get away from him. He didn’t know what he was saying and he’d regret those words when he went later to see Rachel. He might do all that stuff with her and then he’ll be calling her beautiful and you’d be back to simply being his friend. The magic was over.

“Y/N?” Steve called you, getting dressed as well, knowing you were getting ready to head back home despite of you not telling him what was going in your head. “Please, talk to me. Did I say something wrong?”

“No.” You whispered and finished zipping up your skirt and trying to make yourself look decent enough for your parents when you got back home. “I just need to go. It’s almost dinner time and it’s almost time for your date.”

Steve grabbed his shirt and followed you out, not knowing what to do. About anything really. He didn’t want to let you go and he didn’t even know if he wanted to see Rachel anymore. He wanted to tell you how he felt about you but you were running away from him. “Y/N, please—” He stopped behind you when you abruptly came to a halt as you opened the door.

“Oh, hey, Bucky.” You said, startled and feeling like your heart was going to escape your chest but willing yourself to breathe in relief that it was him and not Steve’s mom out here or some noisy neighbor.

“Y/N, I… didn’t expect to see you here.” Bucky said, clearly confused and looking between you and Steve who you felt standing close to you.

“Yeah, I just…”

“She was helping me with my drawing.” Steve supplied when you couldn’t find a reasonable excuse to tell him.

“Uh huh…” Bucky said, clearly not believing you and then you froze when he scanned both of you, his eyes widening in almost realization. “You—”

“I have to go.” You said, not wanting to stay there and wait for him to say the inevitable. There was no way that he didn’t know you and Steve had fooled around with both your messy hair and disheveled clothing.

Pushing past Bucky, you only heard Steve calling out your name and Bucky asking him what the hell had happened between you and him. You picked up the pace and then you heard footsteps growing close on you and you yelped when Bucky grabbed onto your arm and stepped in front of you. “Y/N, what’s wrong? Did Steve hurt you?”

“God, no.” You shook your head, he had hurt you without knowing because you let yourself fall for him. He would never hurt you in the way Bucky was thinking. “No, I just needed to leave. I’m late for dinner and he has to get ready for his date.”

“Then why do you look like you saw a ghost?” Bucky pressed, wiping away a couple of rogue tears that fell from your eye. “Did he take advantage of you?”

“Come on, Bucky, you don’t even believe he would do something so disgusting like that.” You said matter of factly.

“Yeah, I understand that doesn’t sound like him but it’s clear to me something happened between you two.” Bucky continued.

You looked around, hoping there was no one eaves-dropping on your conversation and then you pulled him with you, walking until you were on the sidewalk and away from shadows. “Steve and I… fooled around a bit, okay? He did nothing to me I didn’t want. We just explored our bodies so he wouldn’t feel so unexperienced with… Rachel. And I’m telling you because I trust you won’t judge or tell anyone else.” You told him, whispering for the most part.

“Why are you upset then? Is it because he’s going out with her?” Bucky asked after quickly processing the new information.

“Yes.” You saw Bucky was ready to fight you after your answer but quickly refocused. “Yes, okay, I like him but I never thought he’d like me back so I remained his friend. And today it was clear to me he doesn’t like me after you spilled that he had gone out with her.” You explained and began walking back to your house. You didn’t know what time it was but you knew you didn’t have enough time to get back home and shower before dinner.

“Why didn’t you ever tell me you liked him? I mean I thought this crush was new because of your reaction at lunch.” Bucky said, walking alongside you.

“I didn’t want you to try set us up. Steve is a gentleman and he would have agreed but would not feel the same way and that’s worse.” You explained, a couple of houses away from yours. “Listen, Bucky, just don’t tell him anything and please don’t tease me in front of him. I will be fine and hopefully get over him soon.”

Bucky sighed. “Fine, I won’t tell him anything but he for sure will ask me.” He said and you knew he was right.

You stopped in front of your house and looked at him. “Just tell him I had to rush back for dinner but that I’m okay.”

“Fine, I will. I promise.” He said and then he got a teasing glint on his eyes. “One question, though?” You nodded and waited for the inevitable. “What stuff did you try?”

“Nice try.” You snorted. “Not telling you and don’t bother asking him. You know he’d never kiss and tell.” You rolled your eyes and walked up the steps to the front door.

“So there was kissing.” Bucky snickered.

“Goodnight, Bucky.”

•

“How is she?” Steve asked Bucky as soon as he opened the door to his friend.

“You punk, you two scared me.” Bucky said, shaking his head but the teasing smile let Steve know that he wasn’t actually mad. “You made me doubt you for a second, thinking you had taken advantage of Y/N and whatnot.”

“Bucky, I didn’t, I swear—”

“I know, I know.” Bucky comforted him. “But what was I supposed to think when I saw both of you messy and not smiling or awkward at least.” Steve nodded at the reasoning. “She’s okay though. Had to rush back home for dinner.”

“Buck, I’m not an idiot.” Steve said in a serious tone. “Does she regret… it?”

“Wait, did you two have sex?” Bucky’s eyes widened.

“We didn’t have sex.” Steve was quick to explain. “Just… other stuff.” He blushed, avoiding his friend’s gaze but Bucky surprised him by not asking about what stuff.

“Do you like Y/N at all?”

Steve looked at Bucky so fast. “She’s my friend.” He said warily.

“But do you like her?” Bucky pressed.

“Buck, come on,” Steve tried. “She’s my friend… and way out of my league.”

“Why didn’t you ever tell me?” Bucky didn’t sound accusing.

“Because you’d try to get us together and she doesn’t feel that way about me.” Steve explained.

Bucky sighed in frustration. He felt like an idiot for not realizing that his two very best friends had feelings for each other but after hearing both of you, he knew you two were the idiots. Two idiots in love. “What if she liked you?” He asked.

“Come on, Buck, be serious.” Steve said in exasperation. “Look at me, girls don’t line up to go out with me. I’m not you and I’m not like that Mike guy she went out with once.”

“That doesn’t matter at the end of the day. It’s about what’s here.” Bucky said, pointing at where Steve’s heart would be. “And don’t be a punk and say something clever.” He quickly said when he saw Steve was about to retort. “I have something to tell you but I won’t if you don’t tell me how you actually feel about Y/N.”

“Fine. I love her, okay? I’ve loved her for the longest time. She’s perfect. The most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. The only girl who’s ever seen me and liked me for who I am.” Steve explained, his voice getting louder and feeling free after finally saying out loud what he’s always felt. “Is that what you wanted to hear?”

“Yes, actually.” Bucky said, feeling a smile creeping. “I need you to tell something else though.”

“What is it?”

“Why did you ask Rachel out?”

“I needed to move on. She’s nice but she’s not Y/N and I needed a distraction from Y/N.” Steve sighed and slumped on the couch nearby.

Bucky chuckled. “I promised not to say anything to you but you two are idiots.” He said and sat in front of Steve. “Do you still love her? For real?”

“Yes, I told you already—”

“She likes you.”

•

Steve ran as quick as his lungs allowed him, his inhaler in hand just in case he got an attack. He had just gone to Rachel to apologize for not being able to go out with her anymore. The lovely girl understood and Steve was now en route to your house. He was going to confess his feelings and would accept your answer if it were that you didn’t like him back like Bucky had said. Not that he didn’t believe his friend’s words but it was nerve-wracking. This was a big deal and could lose you. But he forced himself to think positively.

At last, he walked up the steps to your house. The lights inside were still on so you and your family were finishing dinner or playing board games, your family’s tradition. Steve felt his heart beat faster and then he knocked on the door. He heard movement from inside and then your father opened the door. Thankfully for Steve, it was nighttime already so his blushing wouldn’t be seen by him. The situation was almost comical to Steve. Your father opening the door to the young boy who hours before had explored your body. He had hoped you’d open the door but of course it would have been your dad or your mom.

“Steve, boy, so good to see you.” Your dad said gently. “How’s Sarah?”

Steve smiled, thankful that your dad wasn’t a mean, scary parent like the one he had for a long time when he was a kid. “Mama’s fine, thank you, sir.” He said, trying to control his breathing. “Is it okay with you if I talk to your daughter?”

Your dad opened the door wider and let Steve walk inside. “Of course, kiddo. She’s in her room.” He said and Steve felt like he was doing something forbidden but no, your parents trusted you and him and Bucky completely so it wasn’t a bad thing to let these two boys in your room.

“Thank you, sir.” Steve said and walked up the stairs after greeting your mom. His heart went back to racing as he approached your room. Your door was closed but the light was still on. Knocking twice, he took a deep breath and waited.

“Come in.” He heard your sweet, soft voice.

Steve opened the door and saw the surprise in your eyes at seeing him. “Stevie, what are you doing here? Everything okay?” You asked, getting up and walking to him, checking to see if he was injured or hurt in any way.

Steve took your hands gently and led you to your bed, both of you sitting on it. “I’m okay.”

“You are all red, are you sure?” You asked, still checking for any more signs other than the blush on his cheeks.

Steve smiled tenderly and felt himself falling harder for you. “I’m more than okay actually.” He said.

You misinterpreted his words and slightly frowned, something Steve noticed. “I take it your date went well?” You said which sounded like a question.

“I didn’t go, darling.” Steve smiled again. “Bucky made me realize something important and I couldn’t go on a date — or actually just hang out — with the wrong girl… Y/N, I like you. A lot. I think I may even love you. But I never thought you would see me as anything other than as a friend. I tried to move on from you but I was just trying to look for you in other people…” Your heart was beating fast. All of this felt surreal but he was here. And he was still holding your hands and looking deeply at you. Steven Grant Rogers was confessing his feelings for you and you felt like in a dream — or a very cruel nightmare if you woke up.

“Really? You… love me?” You asked, making sure you heard him right and that this wasn’t your mind playing tricks on you.

“Really.” Steve smiled again. “I—” You didn’t let him say something else. You didn’t even realize you had crashed your lips with his and it most definitely took Steve off guard but soon enough he came to his senses and returned your kiss, molding your lips perfectly together and in sync. “Can I take that as a sign that you like me back?” He asked, hopeful.

Shaking your head, Steve froze for a bit but relaxed when you giggled. “I… love you too.”

“You do?” Steve wondered.

“Of course, silly. Why wouldn’t I?” You softly said.

“Because I don’t look like other guys?” He said and you frowned, wondering why that was relevant but if he was asking it was because it was important to him.

“I don’t understand.”

“Girls normally go for guys like Bucky or… Mike. Tall and strong and not sick like me.” Steve said and your heart broke for him. If only he could see the way you saw him.

“That doesn’t make you any less worthy.” You supplied. “Some things require being tall or strong or healthy but I don’t think it applies in love. Why would I care if you are tall if you don’t trust me or communicate with me or are faithful? The thing about being sick, Steve? Yes, you are and I worry daily about you but you are a fighter. You kick… butt everyday and everyday we have new things to help with our health. That doesn’t mean you are not worthy of love and I hate that you feel that way.” You explained, hoping that he’d understand your words because here he was, this amazing guy who has had unfortunate things happen to him.

“Thank you, Y/N.” Steve said, his eyes glossy. “Thank you for being in my life. I have to be the luckiest guy in the world. To have you and now to love you, well, if you let me.”

“Nothing would make me happier, Stevie.” You promised him and kissed his cheek.

“How about I take you out on a date tomorrow? You’ve been meaning to watch that new movie. I can take you and then we can eat something?”

“Sounds perfect.” You said, kissing him on the cheek.

“One last thing.” Steve said and you nodded. “Is it okay if we tell your parents and my mom about us? I don’t want to sneak around and get you in trouble.”

You grinned and stood up from the bed and dragged him downstairs. You felt Steve was a bit nervous but you rubbed comforting circles over his hand. “Mom, dad?” You called their attention and they stopped playing domino to look back at you, more specifically your entwined hands. “Steve and I are dating now.” You trailed off, letting Steve finish.

“Well, that is, of course, if I can get your permission to date your daughter.” Steve said, politely.

“Of course, sweetheart.” Your mom said easily.

“You have our blessing.” Your dad said and you smiled widely. You didn’t think they’d be against the two of you dating but it was a relief that they were okay with it. “Although, Steven, you know that you’ll regret it if you ever hurt my daughter.”

“Never, sir.” Steve promised, still tense but more relaxed with their acceptance. “With your permission, I’d like to take Y/N out tomorrow. A movie.” He said and you grinned at how Steve was the perfect gentleman that he’s always been.

“Oh, sweetheart, you are part of this family. As long as she’s home by curfew time, you can go on as you normally did.” Your mom said. “One thing though, no funny business.”

Both of you nodded, quite comically while also feeling your faces hot. “No problem.” Steve said and you were glad to have the parents you had. “I must get going now.”

“Oh, Steve, give something to your mom, please.” Your mom stood up and walked to the kitchen. When she came back, she had a container with leftover lasagna and another one with cookies. She gave them to Steve and also a five dollar bill. “I made extra lasagna for you guys and the cookies are chocolate chip, the ones you like. And tell her that she won the bet.”

“Bet?” You asked.

“Yes, your dad and I, Sarah and Mrs. Barnes had a bet on how long it would take you to get together.” Your mom said, shocking you and Steve. “Sarah had it for before graduation and although I wish it had been at graduation, like I had bet, it was about time you realized you like each other.”

•

“Did you like the movie?” Steve asked you as you stepped out from the movie theater, your hands linked.

You nodded happily. “I did. Thank you for taking me.” You said.

“You’re welcome, darling.” Steve kissed your cheek and the two of you walked in direction to your houses. “Uhm, would you like to come to my house? You don’t have to. I mean, we could hang out like we always do or with Bucky. Or I can take you back home—” Steve rambled.

“Your house is fine.” You said and offered him a smile, wanting to kiss him so bad but not wanting people to talk about you when kissing was more reserved for married couples.

The walk home was easy and chatty. Both of you thinking that now that you were together things would be awkward or uncomfortable but were pleasantly surprised when you felt complete with him. Your relationship felt easy, right.

As you arrived to his house, Steve let go of your hand to search for his key in his clothing but couldn’t find it. You chuckled and opened your purse, taking the set of keys and offering him the one to his home. “Thank you, love.” Steve said and opened the door, giving you back your set and letting you walk in first.

“Oh, hello, kids.” Steve’s mom greeted you warmly. “Y/N, I have your mom’s containers washed and ready. I already called her and thanked her for the food.”

“Hello, Ms. Rogers. I’ll take them home with me.” You said. “Are you leaving already?” You asked her, seeing as she was wearing her nurse’s uniform.

“Yes, dear.” She said. “Well, I want to talk to you first.”

You tensed and Steve noticed. “Everything okay, mom?” He asked and helped you to the couch.

“Oh, yes. Nothing’s wrong.” She said, offering you a warm smile. “I just want to say, first, that I’m very happy for both of you. Second, you are in an age where you may want to explore your bodies and I’m not going to stop you from doing that but I do want you to be safe.”

Steve groaned and you felt your face warm — no, hot. “Mom…”

His mother took a box from the drawer and gave it to Steve. “There’s a lot of diseases that happen when you don’t protect yourselves. Not only that but pregnancies as well.” She explained. “Don’t make that face, Steven. Safety first, I’m not going to take you to the stake for doing something natural but I don’t want you to be stupid either.”

“Okay.” Steve and you said in unison.

“I trust you, kids.” She said, standing up and taking her purse. “Don’t make me regret that.”

Both of you stood up and bid farewell to her. After she closed the door behind her, Steve looked back at you worriedly and seeing his adorable face, you two burst out laughing. “It could’ve been worse.” You said, pecking his lips.

Steve grinned and took your hand, dragging you to his room, shutting the door behind you. “At least we have protection for when we make love.” He said and your heart raced for two reasons. One being that you’d be having sex with Steve and the second one, that he called it making love. It was just a label for the act but you’d be doing it because you are in love. It wasn’t just lust, it was intimacy. “That is if you want to. I can wait for as long as you want.”

“I want to. I want you to make love to me, Stevie.” You let him know. “Whenever you are ready, I want you.”

“How about now?” Steve wondered. “Can I make love to you?” You nodded, your breath catching on your throat.

“Yes, Stevie, love me please.” You said, both you and Steve closing the gap between you and meeting in the middle for a sweet kiss. Your lips moved in sync and his tongue slid inside, tasting yours.

“I’ll never get tired of kissing you.” Steve said, offering you a gentle smile at your dazed expression, feeling proud of the effect he had on you.

“I like the sound of that.” You said and kissed him back again. Then you felt Steve at the front of your dress, his fingers shaking slightly as he started unbuttoning it. You broke off the kiss and saw Steve blushing. “Need any help with that?” You asked him and he laughed.

“I should be able to do this fine but the pretty lady makes me quite nervous.” Steve explained, a teasing smile on his face.

“Pretty lady? I’m not a big fan of sharing, Stevie.” You said smartly.

“I’m all yours, love.” He promised and pecked you softly after he finished with the buttons. You took the sleeves and pushed them past your shoulders. Steve helped you shimmy the dress past your hips and to step out of it. Taking your almost naked body, Steve almost moaned out loud. “Beautiful.” He whispered, not being able to take his eyes off of you.

“I want to see you.” You told him and helped him take off his jacket. He took it and threw it on a chair nearby. Then you took the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head. You saw how his skin broke out in goosebumps. Next, you helped him unbutton his pants and pushed them down. Returning the favor, you helped him out and now it was the two of you in your underwear. “I love you, Stevie.” You moved your hands to your back and unclasped your bra, letting it fall to the floor. Simultaneously, you pushed your panties down as Steve did the same.

“I love you, Y/N.” Steve grabbed your hand and led you to his bed. You laid down, leaving enough space for Steve to lay down next to you.

“Do you know how to put a condom on?” You asked and hoped he did because one thing your parents taught you was that unprotected sex led to babies.

“Yes.” Steve said, opening the box and grabbing one. “We had a lesson on health class when they separated boys and girls.” He explained and carefully opened the packet.

“Right, I remember that day. They told us about sex and that only us girls can get pregnant. Also told us that sex hurts for girls.” You said shyly, your nerves starting to get the best of you.

Steve frowned in worry at your words. “I don’t want to hurt you, love.” He said.

“You can’t hurt me, Stevie. It’s just normal I guess.” You promised him and rubbed his arm in comfort, letting him know it was okay. “Put it on.” You told him, gesturing to the condom in his hand. He nodded and carefully rolled it over his semi-hard member.

“I can try to distract you from the pain.” Steve offered as he half hovered over you, making you lay on your back. You nodded and he took it as a green light. He bent down to kiss you again, his hand wandering over one of your breasts, taking the nipple in his fingers and tweaking it. You moaned into the kiss and felt yourself get aroused like you had before thinking of the pain. You focused on his lips and touch and relaxed your body. Bringing your hand to his cheek, you caressed the warm skin and then, trailed it down his arm. “Better?” He asked, dropping a kiss on your cheek, his fingers ghosting now over your navel. You nodded at his answer, moaning when his digit touched the sensitive part of your skin, above your clit. Moving it lower, your breath caught in your throat when he touched your bundle of nerves. Steve was going to continue his trail down but seeing how you gasped when he touched it, he continued.

“More, Stevie.” You encouraged him, your eyes now closed. The pad of his finger now rubbing circles, making you gasp more at the sensation. “I need you.”

“I got you, love.” Steve whispered and moved his fingers lower until finding your center. He heard himself moaning at the feel of your slick folds. “So wet.” Taking his cock in his hand and bringing it closer to you, he poked your entrance, drawing mewls from you.

“Stevie, please.” You begged, the feeling of his tip against your sex driving you crazy. He started pushing and your body tensed automatically but Steve was quick to caress your body, effectively distracting you enough from the stretching your cunt was doing to accommodate his length. “It’s big,” You grunted out. “You are so big, Stevie.”

“Want me to stop?” Steve asked you, biting his lip hard to stop him from moaning at the tightness of you.

“No, I’m fine.” You rushed out, your walls spasming against him. “Maybe if you move, it will get better.” Your teeth were clenched and you focused on relaxing.

“But stop me if it continues hurting.” Steve said and you nodded briefly. He pushed a little more and hated seeing you grimacing. “That’s it, Y/N, you are doing great.” He praised, hoping he could distract you as he bottomed out.

Your breath caught in your throat feeling how deep inside of you Steve was. You felt completely full and despite the initial pain, you needed more. “Can you move now?” You asked and Steve looked at you, bending down to kiss you as he moved his hips slow.

Both of you groaned in pleasure, never having realized things could feel so much better than what you had tried the day before.

“Feels so warm.” Steve moaned, his hips picking up pace.

“I’m so full.” You gasped, one arms hanging desperately onto his shoulder while the other grabbed onto his back, your nails scratching him lightly whenever he hit a specific spot. “Harder, please.” You moaned in his ear and Steve complied, getting on his knees so he could move better. His arms went under your knees and you gasped. You felt like you were seeing stars when you felt him deeper than before.

“Y/N, love.” Steve moaned, feeling your walls clench onto him, spurting him on. He snapped his hips, not wanting this feeling to ever end but he knew he was going to explode soon. You felt so good and you were taking him so well. “I’m close, darling.”

“Me too.” You bit your lip, moving your hips in sync with his, feeling overwhelmed as you felt a knot on your lower belly that was going to explode soon. “I love you, Stevie.” You kissed him, or tried to. Your lips could barely touch his with every rock of his body against yours. Hearing your sweet, spent voice say those words and the way your walls wrapped around his member was his undoing. His movements slowed down a little, his seed filling the condom and he brought his thumb to circle your clit some more, wanting you to experience what he had and he knew you felt it because your walls clenched on his softening member. You came hard on his cock, your juices seeping out of you and you hugged Steve close to you until you calmed down.

“Are you okay?” Steve asked you, rubbing your side and moving some of your sweaty hair back. He felt you nodding against him and he moved back to take a better look at you. Your eyes were glossy, a thin layer of sweat on your forehead and your lips red and he had never seen something more beautiful than you at this very moment. “You look beautiful.” He said without realizing.

“I feel spent, not beautiful.” You joked, your cheeks extra warm. “Your cock is softening inside of me.” You said shyly.

Steve blushed and moved up a little. “I’ll take it out now.” He said but you stopped him.

“Can we stay like this a little bit?” You asked, not knowing if it wasn’t safe for you but you wanted to enjoy this moment for as long as you could.

“Anything you want.” Steve said and kissed your forehead, moving carefully as to not slip out of you and hugged you close to him, hoping you can spend the rest of his life like this. “I love you too, Y/N.”

“Forever?”

“Forever and then some.” He promised.

“In another life?” You teased him.

“I’ll look for you.”