Steve Rogers X Reader Fluff Novels & Stories

His fingers curled slightly at his sides, like he didn’t know what to do with them. “Sir,” Ethan said. His voice was steady, but I noticed how his fists clenched, and his face hardened. Rogers’ gaze moved from Ethan’s face…down to his chest… then lower. He smirked, and nodded his head, his eyes lingering on Ethan's wet boxers just a second too long before returning to his eyes. I felt my jaw tighten. So that’s what this is. I hate perverts. I mean ‘real’ pervert. They disgust me.

- Rose suggested. But failed Steve didn't let her go anywhere at first she was not completely fit, and Second he don't want to let her go from his eyes and he told her he'll took her somewhere by tomorrow, Rose was also agreed after all who was gonna argue with her boss even if it's not office but Steve still her boss. Time passed, Rose went home after they were done with their dinner. Steve went to take late night shower, whereas she was reading a book which was really nice to distract her mind from any unnecessary things. Then suddenly her phone ringed making her flinch from her concentration.

NARRATOR "Here is your coffee." "Thanks." Rose replied with a smile, even though her gaze was focused on a certain person. "The weather is nice today, don't you think, Dr. Steve?" "Why are you here?" Dr. Steve asked, as he silently swallowed anxiously. He'd texted Rock last night and told him that he wanted to see him, but he didn't expect to see his devil wife sitting here instead. Rose slowly took a sip of her coffee and moaned out in content. She placed the cup on the table before leaning back against her chair. Her eyes seemed to be smiling but the doctor knew better. A word from her mouth was like a straight bullet to his uneasy heart.

I pull my legs up, wrapping my arms around my knees and staring steadily at the blank television screen. “Does the tv work?” I ask, my voice shaking a little despite myself. “I…don’t know…” Roger replies, his tone curious. “Do you want me to try it?” “Mmmhmm!” I say, my hum an octave higher than it would usually be. Slowly, Roger stands up and moves to the TV, treating me to the opportunity to scan the broad muscles of his back, which sweep downward to a trim waist. He even has two little dimples on either side of his spine right above his perfect ass…

Rose looked so excited, I had to chuckle. “You know you’re obsessed,” I told her. “Obsessed with what?” Nate asked. “Rose here reads and writes werewolf porn,” Kimi answered. I snorted at her description of Rose’s reading preferences. “It is not porn,” she tried to defend herself. “Yes, some of them have very steamy sex scenes, but the storyline is more about finding love, and fighting rogues.” “I have no clue what you’re talking about,” Nate said with a shake of his head.

“To say that I haven’t noticed some tension between you and the boss would be lying.” Flinching, I look to Mr. Rogers as memories of our first encounter surge. Of course there was tension between us, but it wasn’t the sexual kind, at least not on my end. He only reminded me of L because of his voice, but aside from that, the two were different, and L was the only man I had on my mind. “I assure you, there isn’t anything there." I sigh, narrowing my gaze. “Except maybe irritation.” For a moment, Thad doesn’t speak as he continues to look from me to Mr. Rogers and back.

"You're... You're not bleeding." "Sorry to disappoint you, little wolf." Ragnar walks forward, his boots echoing off the stone floor like a countdown till he is right in front of me. Up close, his golden eyes are almost hypnotizing, making it feel so natural to do whatever he wants. He could have fooled me with his white coat and stethoscope, but the image of the hooded man with a scythe isn't so easy to forget. "How are you not bleeding?" I struggle for the words. "Interesting, isn't it?" He leans down, lifting my chin. "Just like how you're still alive."

(He laughed). Steve is the sweetest guy you could meet in BIUST. He is my pal. He is an ally to the LGBTQ+ community. One thing I admire about him is his respect for my preferences. Unlike other guys, he never tried to hit on me or convert me. Rose: Well I think she felt the same too. Did I mention that... Skylar Skylar: Kate! Hey, I think I know where we can find Rose but I need your help. Kate: Okay...

She places the rope in his hands and walks to the bed where she lies on her back with her legs wide spread, waiting for Steve to decide. Steve takes a deep breath then looks at the rope. He slowly walks to where she lies and ties each of her legs to the bedposts. He gets on his knees and sucks her clitoris as he strokes his dick. “Please fuck me, Steve,” Ruth begs, but Steve doesn’t obey right away. He continues sucking her until she is constantly calling his name and begging for his dick. Steve stands and teasingly rubs his dick on her vagina. She is now moving her body around, trying to get the dick inside of her. Steve smirks and then finally enters her. This makes Ruth literally scream

he sneered. I pulled out my phone, showing Mr. Rogers the news article. “Read it yourself. The killer's confession, the evidence... it's all there.” Mr. Rogers' face reddened, but he refused to back down. “You're just trying to manipulate me.” My voice turned cold. “You're not listening, Mr. Rogers. You're blinded by your own hate.” He stood up, his eyes flashing with anger. “Get out of my office before I call security.”