The sight of Steve without a shirt was... Wow. Just wow. Rogue's hands gravitated to his shoulders as he pulled her between his legs and she shivered in delight at the way his hands so freely roamed over her skin. Even she forgot her scars at that trail of kisses he left.
Four simple words, how could they mean so much? With just those four words, he took her breath away, and she couldn't resist taking control and exploring that body of his.
Her hands traced the strong lines of muscle on his chest with fingertips and smoothing sweeps of palms, and her lips followed in their wake. After just a few inches she was kneeling was between Steve's legs, fingertips trailing down from the edge of his rib cage to the top of his pants.
"Still so overdressed," she complained, though this time her low, murmured tone made it clear that this was a problem she intended to solve herself. It was a fact that was confirmed when those agile fingers of hers found the top button of his pants.
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Four simple words, how could they mean so much? With just those four words, he took her breath away, and she couldn't resist taking control and exploring that body of his.
Her hands traced the strong lines of muscle on his chest with fingertips and smoothing sweeps of palms, and her lips followed in their wake. After just a few inches she was kneeling was between Steve's legs, fingertips trailing down from the edge of his rib cage to the top of his pants.
"Still so overdressed," she complained, though this time her low, murmured tone made it clear that this was a problem she intended to solve herself. It was a fact that was confirmed when those agile fingers of hers found the top button of his pants.