That Gentle Touch of Yours

The muffled sound of heels clacking against the wooden boards of the front porch was enough to tear Steve's attention away from the newspaper. He had been relaxing for a short while now, dressed casually in khaki shorts and a blue polo shirt, having spent most of the day making sure Peggy wouldn't have to do much else. The conference in Washington had already gone on longer than expected, and she had also called him from Union Station to inform about a quite sizable delay with regards to the train she was taking back to New York. She'd come home most likely only wanting to throw herself on the couch and either lay there doing nothing or vent to him about the idiots in charge she had to butt heads with. Either way he'd be there for her, simply happy for her being finally back home. The last few months had been hectic, between him coming back, establishing a new identity and slowly settling into a life he had always dreamed about but thought lost through so many years. He cherished every moment between him and the love of his life, forever grateful for the second chance he thought he had lost the day he woke up in the future.

The door swung open as Peggy came in, dressed in a blue blouse, pencil skirt, and red hat. Her expression managing to convey much more than words ever could. He could notice the slightly squinted eyes and the slight wobble to her step, shoulders sagged slightly, clear indicators of both exhaustion and the feeling of just wanting to get home and be done with it. At the same time her signature red lips were curved up into a wide smile, head cocking slightly to the side as she spotted him sitting in the armchair.

"Hello, darling," she spoke in a happy tone, with a clear note of tiredness behind it. She placed the suitcase on the floor as she took a few steps forward, toeing off her heels before reaching him. "Hope you didn't miss me too much." She added before pecking his cheek and moving to practically throw herself on the couch with a satisfied moan.

"Could have been worse," he replied with a grin, putting the newspaper away onto the table. "Long day?"

"Mhm" She replied, her face now hidden in the armrest. "Of course the last meeting had to take ages and then the train was late and then..." She spoke before not finishing the thought, opting for a frustrated sigh to make her point. Steve nodded, a smile still not disappearing from his lips.

"You can look at the bright side at least - you're home, I'm here and it's not even dark outside."

"Always looking for the positives, aren't you, Captain." She replied, turning to lay on her side facing him, biting her lip.

"I'm a glass-half-full guy, you know that too well, Agent-soon-to-be-Director". He replied in jest, his smile turning into more of a smirk now as she chuckled.

"Well, someone has to be... otherwise we'd be quite the miserable couple..." She replied with a small yawn as she stretched on the couch, a gasp leaving her lips. "Oof, I really am quite knackered."

Steve nodded in sympathy as he thought about what would make her feel better. A cup of her favorite tea, prepared just like she liked it? A warm bubble bath? Or maybe...

"Wait here, Peggy." He spoke as he stood up, a plan immediately forming in his mind. He was sure he knew just a thing that would make her forget about all the annoyances and tiredness, but he would have to do some preparations. She raised her eyebrow at him but stayed on the couch, watching him closely as he walked up the stairs to their shared bedroom. Inside, he quickly pulled a spare sheet from the wardrobe, draping it over the comforter. Then he walked over to the bathroom, quickly finding what he wanted - a small glass bottle of massage oil he bought a few days ago on a whim. It would be very useful now as he placed it on the nightstand and walked back down, smiling wide.

"I know just a thing that will make you feel better." He spoke as he approached her, his eyes meeting with hers.

"And what would that be, Steve Rogers?" She replied, lips also slowly curving up into a smile, even though her tone remained inquisitive.

"Just wait and see..." He spoke as he then swooped her into his arms with ease, a little giggle leaving her lips as he then slowly carried her up the stairs. Just like that evening he came back to her. She nuzzled into his neck, breath tickling his skin as he walked into the bedroom and laid her on the bed, a small sight leaving her lips as she sank down onto the soft mattress. He reached onto the nightstand, popping the bottle open and letting some oil onto his hands, rubbing them together after he set the bottle back on the surface.

"I thought you might appreciate a bit of relaxation after a day like this..." He spoke in a quiet tone as she chuckled in response, looking up at him as he stretched his arms and cracked his knuckles.

"I was relaxing well enough on the couch, thank you very much." She quipped in response as he then sat down on the bad as well, taking a good look at her.

"That's all well and good... but if I let you down there then you wouldn't be able to feel this..." He replied with a smirk as he then started with her right foot, closing his hands over it as he started to very slowly and very gently rub it. A quiet hum left her lips as he started to repeat the movements, letting his palms slide against the skin while his fingers worked to relax the taut muscles. His gaze moved from her feet up to her face and back, studying her reactions very carefully as his fingers slid to rub the oil into her toes. He breathed in slowly, smiling back at her as she smiled at him in return.

"This is nice..." She remarked in a slightly higher tone as he didn't linger there for too low, now sliding his hands up to her calves. He bit the inside of his cheek as his fingers started to dig into the muscles and rub along the skin. He wasn't a professional at it, far from it, so he just went in by feel, focused fully and practically only on Peggy's reactions to his actions. And it seemed like he was doing something right as a gasp now left her mouth, quite similar to ones she would make when there were usually far less clothes involved.

"How does it feel, Peggy? Everything alright?" He asked, wanting to make sure what he was doing was exactly what she wanted, his undivided attention only on her.

"Yes, darling..." She spoke, Steve noting a blush spreading on her cheeks. "...feels very nice."

"Good..." He replied, punctuating with another gentle move against her right calf before switching to repeat it on her left leg. "... I can go on if you want to..."

"Please." She purred as he focused on her left foot, repeating the slow, measured motions from before, another satisfied gasp leaving her red lips. Steve himself felt his cheeks heat up, the whole room seeming to feel hotter by the minute, and not just from the sun shining through the window...

"It would be... better for me, easier..." He spoke, pausing as he chose his words carefully. He could feel his cheeks burning up as he stammered a little, eliciting a smirk and an eyebrow raise from Peggy.

"... if I had no clothes on, is it now?" She said in a very demure tone, Steve's mouth hanging open in surprise. He wasn't really surprised she knew what he was trying to say but it was still a little unexpected. "The depths you'll go to just to see me naked, Captain Rogers, are quite something..." She added with a shake of a head, the smirk turning into more of a smile as she bit her lower lip before moving her hands to slowly unbutton her blouse.

"Helps there's a lot of wonderful things to look at..." He replied, eliciting a giggle as he ran his hand under the hem of her skirt against her thigh. They both exchanged a knowing look as Peggy took off her blouse, the white satin brassiere coming into view. He inhaled sharply, feeling the familiar tingle between his legs but managing to push it out of his mind... at least for now. Her hands then moved to her back before Steve put his hand up.

"Not yet..." He spoke, with a tone evoking him giving orders and she listened, grinning devilishly. His hands slid out from underneath the skirt only to pull the zipper and pull the garment off her, leaving her just in her undergarments - the brassiere and matching lace panties. He moved to stand next to the bed as he then rolled her gently to her stomach, eyer tracing her wonderful curves. He bit his lip and inhaled sharply as he poured more oil onto his hands before starting his work anew, this time focusing on her neck and shoulders.

"Mmmmm..." She moaned quietly as his fingers dug into the flesh, Steve pausing only to slide a pillow under her head before resuming his previous course. He went at it with both carefulness and restraint, squeezing then smoothing over the skin, pulling at the muscles, trying to relax them the best he could. The sounds falling from Peggy's lips were hard to ignore, cat-like purrs mixing with gasps and quiet moans. His fingers soon found the brassiere clasp, a nod from Peggy telling everything he needed. He took care of it without issue before gently pulling the straps down, a satisfied sigh leaving Peggy's lips as the garment slackened. His fingers traced a path down her back before reaching her hips, hooking around the waistband of the panties as he then pulled them down, Peggy lifting her hips to accommodate that. He paused again to oil his hands before focusing on her ass. While her breasts were indeed magnificent, he admired that particular part of her body too, and was about to give it his full attention.

"Steve..." She moaned sinfully as he squeezed the soft asscheeks with a bit more force than he was applying before, the sound traveling right down between his legs. He was breathing deep, trying to keep himself from rushing it, wanting to really make her feel as much pleasure from it as possible. He bent down, pressing a kiss to her lower back as his palms slid against the now oiled skin, pulling lightly before letting go, another gasp leaving her lips.He could feel his cock press against the underwear, trying to pull his focus away from her. He stopped his movements, taking a deep breath to compose himself before moving his hands lower, to the backs and then to her inner thighs.

"Gorgeous..." He murmured to himself before then giving her a little push, enough to move her onto her back. Their gazes met, Steve noting how hungrily she looked at him and how her cheeks became very rosy indeed. Not breaking eye contact she then pulled the loose brassiere off to the side, exposing her breasts to him. He groaned before bending over, their lips finally meeting. The kiss was slow yet clearly tinged with need and lust, Steve angling his head to slide his tongue into her mouth, swallowing her moan. He felt her hand at his crotch rubbing up and down, tracing his hard cock through the layers. He somehow then remembered he was still fully clothed and yet she was there, completely naked in front of him. He didn't pay it much attention, though - they would both make sure that state of affairs would not remain for long - instead shifting his focus back to the love of his life. As he busied himself with kissing her, breaking liplock only to dive right in again between giggles and gasps, his hand traveled down her body, over her breasts and stomach right down between her thighs. He gasped as his fingers slid right against her core, feeling the incredible wetness that was clearly not the oil coating them.

"Peggy..." He groaned against her lips as she squeezed his crotch in response, his lover whimpering quietly as he started to very slowly rub her clit, a low moan leaving her lips.

"Steve... yes, darling..." She whispered in a tone that made him shiver lightly, the perfect mix of need and love. The words and the way she looked at him told him more than enough, his course now set. He slid his hand lower, teasing her entrance as he rubbed her clit with his thumb. She seemed to melt into the mattress even more, crimson red lips open in a moan as he then bent down once more to press an open-mouthed kiss to her right breast. She rolled to her side slightly, enough to now reach him with both hands to undo the button and take care of the zipper of his shorts. She then pulled down, Steve groaning as his rock hard cock sprang out of its confines right in front of her face, almost hitting her in the nose. It was his turn to moan as her hands wrapped around the shaft, starting to stroke it slowly, exposing the swollen purple head already dribbling precum onto her fingers.

"Peggy..." He gasped as she then leaned forward, letting her tongue slowly circle his cockhead, her hand still keeping the slow, languid tempo of her strokes. He responded in jest, sliding two fingers into her tight, wet heat as he continued to rub her clit with his thumb. This earned him another moan as she spread her legs wider, lips and tongue working over his thick shaft, licking and pressing kisses over the length of it. Steve threw his head back, trying to focus yet again, the sensations overwhelming him momentarily. Peggy wasn't helping matters in that regard, now letting his cockhead slide into her mouth, humming around it as his cock pulsed in her soft grip. He spread the fingers inside her on every push only to curl them while pulling back, letting his hand move slowly, still trying to pleasure her while she was pleasuring him. He groaned loudly as he felt her suck, the sound of it incredibly erotic as he then pulled back, withdrawing his fingers, his cock sliding out of her mouth. She gasped as he made short work of his clothes, moving to lay on top of her between her spread legs. Her arms wrapped around his back as their lips met once more, both of them smiling wide as they kissed, mouths opening wide, lips smacking against one another, tongues sliding against each other. They both got lost in it, their bodies as close to each other as possible, Peggy's hands moving to his cheeks as he held himself up so as to not squish her.

"That was lovely, Steve..." She spoke in a whisper after a gasp as their lips parted, the man looking right into her eyes. ".. but I hope you're not done yet..."

"I could do this all day..." He replied with a smile, Peggy chuckling as he pressed another kiss to those luscious red lips. He closed his eyes, focused entirely on the feeling, her nails now lightly scratching his back. He pulled back only to suckle on her neck, before then moving both his hands to finally cup her breasts. He gasped before he lowered his head, placing a line of sloppy, open-mouthed kisses to the soft skin before trailing lower, closing his lips over the right nipple. He licked it first, tongue flattening against the hard bud before he started to suck, first gently, only to graze it with his teeth as she cried out in pleasure. He soothed it with his tongue before sliding over to the other breast, fingers digging into the soft flesh as he squeezed them together, her left hand threading through his hair before he felt her pull. He released the hard nipple from his mouth as she pulled him back to her lips, fusing their lips in another heated kiss as her right hand slid between them, wrapping itself around his hard cock and stroking it slowly once more.

"Please, darling..." She whispered against his lips, the lust and need clearly palpable, her eyes wide. "...I need you inside me..." she added, dragging his cockhead against her soaked folds, teasing herself with it

"Peggy..." Steve groaned as he felt it, his hips surging forward as his cock slid against her pussy, her breasts squished against his chest. She gave it a few more strokes before angling it and pushing the tip inside her, mouth opening wide as Steve groaned, the engorged cockhead immediately surrounded by her soft, wet heat. He pushed in slowly, hand caressing her cheek as her hands moved to hold his hips, breaths mingling from how close they were to each other. She moaned as slid all the way in, his cock throbbing inside her, the feeling still managing to completely take his breath away.

"Oh, Steve... I love you, my darling..." She whispered, voice wobbling before he claimed her lips again, slowly pulling back around halfway before pushing back in, as deep as he could go. He gasped as he kept moving, keeping the thrusts slow but powerful and deep, Peggy's moans falling from her lips almost non-stop. Her right hand was splayed at lower back, as if trying to push him even deeper as the other slid to the back of his neck, her legs spreading wide. The world seemed to narrow to only the two of them, joined together in a spectacle of incredible erotic sensations. The oil and sweat made both their bodies quite slippery as they held each other, not wanting to stop, not wanting to let go for even a moment.

"God, Peggy..." Steve grunted, flexing his hips hard as she moaned right into his ear. Her inner walls pulsed around his throbbing erection as he threw his head back, closing his eyes for just a moment before looking down again. His gaze shifted between her face and breasts, the pale globes jiggling with every thrust, her mouth open as she gasped, the sound traveling straight to his cock. He kept at it, thrusting hard and deep, pulling his length and girth almost completely out only to slide in as deep as he possibly could with each thrust

"Steve... Oh darling... Oh yes, God, yes... Oh don't stop, please, love..." She spoke between lustful groans and loud moans, her hand sliding off his back between them. She moaned as he felt her walls squeeze even tighter around him, his hips bucking faster almost entirely on their own. He adjusted, picking up the tempo as she rubbed herself, throwing her head back with another loud, lustful moan. He was quick, hand cupping her breast as he placed a suckling kiss to her exposed neck right at the spot that always made her gasp.

Only this time it made her do much more than just that.

"Steve!" She cried out his name as her body went taught, her soft inner walls squeezing his cock tight, making it almost impossible to move. He stopped, sliding in as deep as he could as her nails dug into his skin, mouth open wide but no sound coming out other than desperate gasps.He kept suckling on her neck before moving up, licking her earlobe.

"Yes, Peggy... that's it, let it go... God, you're so beautiful... I love you so much..." He whispered into her ear as she let out a broken moan, Steve kissing her slowly, caressing her cheek with his hand as she slowly came down, pulling back to giggle lightly, their noses touching. They just stared at each other, smiling as Steve slowly pulled out, both of them gasping quietly. He kept smiling as an idea formed in his head, Peggy raising her eyebrow as he moved off her to sit on the bed next to her.

"What is it now, love?" She spoke in a low murmur, shifting to sit up too, kissing his shoulder. "Got another... idea?" She added, moving her hand back down to his cock, fingers wrapping around the shaft to stroke it slowly.

"Mhm...Let me..." He replied before letting out a grunt, moving his hand over hers to stop her movements. He then stood up off the bed, grabbing her hips and shifting her so that she faced away from him. His arm wrapped around her stomach as he pulled her up to kneel, placing a kiss to the bullet scar on her shoulder. His hips bucked forward, his cock sliding against her ass as he splayed his hand on her back, pushing her torso to the mattress. He groaned, the sight of her ass in that position making his cock twitch. He grasped it, gave it a few quick strokes to relieve some pressure before lining it up and pushing in, filling pussy with his big cock again.

"Oh Steve!" She cried out as he let out a primal grunt, the sight of his cock disappearing into her wet, tight pussy incredibly arousing. He gripped her hips as he began to thrust, keeping the slow tempo from before but now seeming to slide even deeper inside her. The sound his hips made while hitting her ass was downright dirty, the loud slapping noise soon filling the room, mixing with Peggy's moans and his groans into a perfect erotic symphony. He leaned back, changing the angle just enough to then watch her hands ball into fists, gripping the white sheet as he flexed his hips.