U.S.O. New Arrival (NC-17)
U.S.O. New Arrival
By UltimateAvenger
Steve Rogers/Captain America
RATED: NC-17
CAPTAIN AMERICA is property of Marvel Studios and SALLY JUPITER is property of DC Comics.
It was week 9 of U.S.O. duty, when Sally Jupiter a.k.a. the Silk Spectre entered the fold. The arrival was unexpected to say the least, but Steve had seen photos of her in action (she had done a number on street crime) and there were a number of famous photo fold outs of her's.
"Cap, I'd like to you meet Sally Jupiter," his manager had said.
"Pleasure," Steve said, offering her his hand.
"Pleasure to meet you as well, Mr.?" she asked.
"Steve Rogers," he said, doing his best to keep a straight face. Internally, he was doing his best not to come off like some adolescent fan boy.
Three hours later, they took a seat at the tiny hotel bar. Sally had opted to wear a trench coat - doing her best to cover her outfit after her first stage performance. While Steve had opted for his usual leather jacket and the remains of his uniform.
"So how does a kid like you in end up on stage?" she asked.
"Classified," he said.
"Really?" she asked.
"Really," he said.
"How about yourself?" he asked.
"Wanted to make a difference," she said. "But fighting crime doesn't pay the bills."
Steve smiled at the comment.
"Unofficially..."
Sally lifted a finger to his lips. "I know your story," she said. "Or at least I have an idea of what your story is...and I know you've been eyeing me up since we met."
Steve gulped.
"You shy or something?" she asked, almost teasing him a bit.
"A little," he said.
"Don't be," she said. She leaned forward and captured his lips in a gentle caress. Steve honestly couldn't find it in himself to relax until she kissed his lips once more. It was in those seconds, he finally found the strength within himself to kiss her back. The first few kisses were merely more then pecks, but it was a start.
After breaking their kisses, Steve looked around nervously.
"Relax," she said, rubbing his leg.
Steve pulled out his wallet, dropped a ten on the counter, and grabbed Sally's hand, pulling her into the hallway. In between the moments leading up to Steve's hotel room, there was nothing but silence between them. Steve pulled out his keys, forced the door open and let his hands slide down Sally's back, grabbing her ass. Sally half-smiled as Steve pulled her back into his arms, kissing her with a renewed vigor.
He hadn't been this bold in the past, even with the seemingly endless USO Girls hitting on him. Tonight, he knew was the rare exception to the rule. Maybe more if Sally was willing.
Sally pushed him down onto the bed and pulled off his jacket, tossing it to the other side of the room. Steve merely smiled. Even as she stood back and opened up her trench coat.
A mere moment later, Sally was straddling him on the bed. His hands working their way back down her back, grabbing her well defined derrière. One of the many points of her amazing body, that he was beginning to love more and more with each passing second. Sally moaned into his lips at the mere contact. Surprising herself and Steve both, but neither broke their stride.
Instead, she moved her hands down his chest, ripping off buttons as she went. When flesh was revealed, she smiled and kissed the little bit of exposed skin available and returned to his lips. Steve decided then and there, that he wanted to see more of her skin as well. With some effort, he started to kiss a trail down her neck, removing the top piece of her choker. Sally tugged it lightly and allowed it to drop revealing her supple breasts to Steve's eyes.
Steve lowered his head and took a nipple to his mouth, sucking and nibbling on it all at once. Sally rocked against him. A small moan escaping from her lips.
Steve's other hand quickly found it's way to her free nipple. His free hand groping her breast, tugging on her already perky nipple. She moaned a bit louder and rocked a bit harder against him. Steve half growled as he forced her onto the bed.
Sally yelped in surprise. Steve took it all in stride as he tossed his shirt to the already growing pile of clothes beside his bed. Steve tugged at her skirt, pulling it down her legs, freeing her from them all except for a pair of already soaked silk panties. Steve lowered his head, rubbed his nose teasingly against her panties and kissed her folds through them. He hardened even more as he got his first taste of her.
Steve unbuckled his pants, pushing them down a bit, but kept his head firmly placed between her legs, licking a trail down her panties. Sally clutched the bed, pulling the blanket up slightly.
Steve reached forward, tugging on her panties. Sally takes the hint, lifts herself slightly and allows Steve to complete the task.
"Boots?" she asked.
"Leave them on," he said. He kissed her lips tenderly, once again before kissing a slow trail down through her cleavage to the space between her legs. When he arrived, the world around her seemed to fade away in the blink of a second. There were no sounds. No visions. Just the gratification, that Steve was determined to give her.
She orgasmed three minutes later. Steve took his time, cleaning her up before kissing her lips lovingly once more. Sally had been kissed a number of times over her short life, but there was something truly devoting about the way Steve did. Enough so, she took each moment and memorized it like it was to be there last. After tonight, she highly doubted it.
They looked into each other's eyes for a few moments. Steve's hands caressed her arms, ever so carefully. Again, they shared a deeply affectionate kiss until Sally tugged down his underwear and pants.
"Fuck me!" she said.
Steve placed his fingers over her lips. "Make love," Steve said. Sally smiled at his comment as she found herself falling back into place. Steve took it slow, entering her folds, and then slowly started to thrust into her. Steve held her tight. His eyes locked with Sally's, watching her every reaction. At times, Sally moaned into his kiss. At others, they moaned together. It was as if they were truly riding out a storm together.
The storm ended peacefully as Sally wrapped her arms around Steve and hummed happily. "You hum after sex?"
Sally copied Steve's early motion by placing her finger over his lips. "After making love, sweetheart," she said. They kissed each other's lips tenderly once again before pulling the bed clothes up and settling into place. Sally relaxed against him and Steve wrapped his arms around her waist. For the next hour, they kissed. Kissed until they truly fell a sleep.
It wasn't until the next morning, they were awoken by a hammering on the door. Steve shook his head, pecked her lips, and grabbed his shorts. He had been rushed by the military in the past, but the hammering at his door was getting out of hand.
"Yes," Steve said.
"Stevie! I was wondering if you had seen our other star?" his manager asked.
"Sir, that's classified information," he said.
"If you do see her," his manager said. "Tell her she better get her tookus on stage in the next two hours. She's got a new number to rehearse."
"Will do," Steve said, shutting the door with ease. Sally remained in bed. A smile plastered on her lips.
"You better get your "tookus" moving," Steve said, mimicking his manager.
"Don't you want another piece of my "tookus"?" she asked, dropping the bed sheet revealing her breasts. Steve didn't hesitate to act.
A week later, they would make their relationship public to everyone involved with the show. Two weeks later, they were married outside of California in a small chapel. Officially, starting their own little happily ever after.
By UltimateAvenger
Steve Rogers/Captain America
RATED: NC-17
CAPTAIN AMERICA is property of Marvel Studios and SALLY JUPITER is property of DC Comics.
It was week 9 of U.S.O. duty, when Sally Jupiter a.k.a. the Silk Spectre entered the fold. The arrival was unexpected to say the least, but Steve had seen photos of her in action (she had done a number on street crime) and there were a number of famous photo fold outs of her's.
"Cap, I'd like to you meet Sally Jupiter," his manager had said.
"Pleasure," Steve said, offering her his hand.
"Pleasure to meet you as well, Mr.?" she asked.
"Steve Rogers," he said, doing his best to keep a straight face. Internally, he was doing his best not to come off like some adolescent fan boy.
Three hours later, they took a seat at the tiny hotel bar. Sally had opted to wear a trench coat - doing her best to cover her outfit after her first stage performance. While Steve had opted for his usual leather jacket and the remains of his uniform.
"So how does a kid like you in end up on stage?" she asked.
"Classified," he said.
"Really?" she asked.
"Really," he said.
"How about yourself?" he asked.
"Wanted to make a difference," she said. "But fighting crime doesn't pay the bills."
Steve smiled at the comment.
"Unofficially..."
Sally lifted a finger to his lips. "I know your story," she said. "Or at least I have an idea of what your story is...and I know you've been eyeing me up since we met."
Steve gulped.
"You shy or something?" she asked, almost teasing him a bit.
"A little," he said.
"Don't be," she said. She leaned forward and captured his lips in a gentle caress. Steve honestly couldn't find it in himself to relax until she kissed his lips once more. It was in those seconds, he finally found the strength within himself to kiss her back. The first few kisses were merely more then pecks, but it was a start.
After breaking their kisses, Steve looked around nervously.
"Relax," she said, rubbing his leg.
Steve pulled out his wallet, dropped a ten on the counter, and grabbed Sally's hand, pulling her into the hallway. In between the moments leading up to Steve's hotel room, there was nothing but silence between them. Steve pulled out his keys, forced the door open and let his hands slide down Sally's back, grabbing her ass. Sally half-smiled as Steve pulled her back into his arms, kissing her with a renewed vigor.
He hadn't been this bold in the past, even with the seemingly endless USO Girls hitting on him. Tonight, he knew was the rare exception to the rule. Maybe more if Sally was willing.
Sally pushed him down onto the bed and pulled off his jacket, tossing it to the other side of the room. Steve merely smiled. Even as she stood back and opened up her trench coat.
A mere moment later, Sally was straddling him on the bed. His hands working their way back down her back, grabbing her well defined derrière. One of the many points of her amazing body, that he was beginning to love more and more with each passing second. Sally moaned into his lips at the mere contact. Surprising herself and Steve both, but neither broke their stride.
Instead, she moved her hands down his chest, ripping off buttons as she went. When flesh was revealed, she smiled and kissed the little bit of exposed skin available and returned to his lips. Steve decided then and there, that he wanted to see more of her skin as well. With some effort, he started to kiss a trail down her neck, removing the top piece of her choker. Sally tugged it lightly and allowed it to drop revealing her supple breasts to Steve's eyes.
Steve lowered his head and took a nipple to his mouth, sucking and nibbling on it all at once. Sally rocked against him. A small moan escaping from her lips.
Steve's other hand quickly found it's way to her free nipple. His free hand groping her breast, tugging on her already perky nipple. She moaned a bit louder and rocked a bit harder against him. Steve half growled as he forced her onto the bed.
Sally yelped in surprise. Steve took it all in stride as he tossed his shirt to the already growing pile of clothes beside his bed. Steve tugged at her skirt, pulling it down her legs, freeing her from them all except for a pair of already soaked silk panties. Steve lowered his head, rubbed his nose teasingly against her panties and kissed her folds through them. He hardened even more as he got his first taste of her.
Steve unbuckled his pants, pushing them down a bit, but kept his head firmly placed between her legs, licking a trail down her panties. Sally clutched the bed, pulling the blanket up slightly.
Steve reached forward, tugging on her panties. Sally takes the hint, lifts herself slightly and allows Steve to complete the task.
"Boots?" she asked.
"Leave them on," he said. He kissed her lips tenderly, once again before kissing a slow trail down through her cleavage to the space between her legs. When he arrived, the world around her seemed to fade away in the blink of a second. There were no sounds. No visions. Just the gratification, that Steve was determined to give her.
She orgasmed three minutes later. Steve took his time, cleaning her up before kissing her lips lovingly once more. Sally had been kissed a number of times over her short life, but there was something truly devoting about the way Steve did. Enough so, she took each moment and memorized it like it was to be there last. After tonight, she highly doubted it.
They looked into each other's eyes for a few moments. Steve's hands caressed her arms, ever so carefully. Again, they shared a deeply affectionate kiss until Sally tugged down his underwear and pants.
"Fuck me!" she said.
Steve placed his fingers over her lips. "Make love," Steve said. Sally smiled at his comment as she found herself falling back into place. Steve took it slow, entering her folds, and then slowly started to thrust into her. Steve held her tight. His eyes locked with Sally's, watching her every reaction. At times, Sally moaned into his kiss. At others, they moaned together. It was as if they were truly riding out a storm together.
The storm ended peacefully as Sally wrapped her arms around Steve and hummed happily. "You hum after sex?"
Sally copied Steve's early motion by placing her finger over his lips. "After making love, sweetheart," she said. They kissed each other's lips tenderly once again before pulling the bed clothes up and settling into place. Sally relaxed against him and Steve wrapped his arms around her waist. For the next hour, they kissed. Kissed until they truly fell a sleep.
It wasn't until the next morning, they were awoken by a hammering on the door. Steve shook his head, pecked her lips, and grabbed his shorts. He had been rushed by the military in the past, but the hammering at his door was getting out of hand.
"Yes," Steve said.
"Stevie! I was wondering if you had seen our other star?" his manager asked.
"Sir, that's classified information," he said.
"If you do see her," his manager said. "Tell her she better get her tookus on stage in the next two hours. She's got a new number to rehearse."
"Will do," Steve said, shutting the door with ease. Sally remained in bed. A smile plastered on her lips.
"You better get your "tookus" moving," Steve said, mimicking his manager.
"Don't you want another piece of my "tookus"?" she asked, dropping the bed sheet revealing her breasts. Steve didn't hesitate to act.
A week later, they would make their relationship public to everyone involved with the show. Two weeks later, they were married outside of California in a small chapel. Officially, starting their own little happily ever after.