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Stories & Art => Fan Fiction => TV Shows => Topic started by: MoscowCalling on April 28, 2026, 11:47:47 AM
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Well, after a bit of a break I'm back! This time with a story set in the Marvel Universe centered around Steve Rogers and Angie Martinelli (known from the Agent Carter TV series).
Big thanks to JCONN and Slyguyfor the help! Also, don't be shy to tell me what you thought of it in the replies!
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If there was a feature of the penthouse Steve appreciated most, aside from all the other nice and practical things, it was the fact that the height and thick windows blocked almost all sounds from the outside. Combined with the strain from the very physical activities with Angie and Peggy, it meant a large majority of the time sleep came quickly and didn't let go until the morning, something that wasn’t such a given earlier. He took a slow, long breath, eyes adjusting to the still dim room, thanks to only a little slit in the curtains letting in the morning light. He turned his head left then right, noticing Angie still curled up under the covers on his left side, while Peggy’s side of the bed was empty. He exhaled slowly and quietly, smiling to himself. He knew she had to go out early to get to the office, and most likely used all the tricks up her sleeve not to wake up any of them. Which worked very well indeed. He lay on his back for a while, listening to Angie’s breaths, the very fresh memories of what happened during the night between all three of them making his cock twitch under the covers. They left the fundraiser party early, partly because of Peggy needing to wake up early today and partly because of the sexual tension between the three of them reaching boiling point quickly. Suffice to say, clothes started to fall to the floor the moment the entry doors to the penthouse closed behind them, all three of them reaching the bed naked, their minds set only on indulging in the pleasures of sex. And indulge they did, as the burst of those lustful recollections was enough to push Steve into being fully awake now. He groaned quietly before then slowly moving the covers away, making sure not to disturb Angie’s sleep - having one of the loves of his life wake up early being more than enough for today - as he gently and gracefully slid out of the bed.
Fortunately for him, the bathroom was just a few steps away. He padded barefoot towards it, trying to make as little sound as possible, the thick carpet helping to muffle his steps. He reached the door quickly, pushed it open, closed it carefully, and then switched on the lights. The bathroom was incredibly spacious - typical Howard style, he once thought to himself - with a large corner tub and a spacious shower with a sliding glass door. It was the latter he certainly needed now, of the colder variety, thanks to not only his morning wood but the images from yesterday still firmly entrenched in his mind, regardless of his attempts to maybe think of something else . He slid the door open and stepped inside, closing it again before turning the water on. The spray hit him in the chest first, making him shiver as the cold water splashed against his skin. He leaned forward, allowing the spray to cover his scalp, then as he slowly adjusted the temperature of the water to go higher and higher. He grabbed the bar of soap from a conveniently placed holder before starting to rub it all over his body - chest. Under his armpits, down to his thighs, as the now warm water caused the glass to fog up slightly. He was so focused on himself he missed the sound of the doors sliding open and closing as well as the sound of bare feet padding on the tiles, the feeling of two arms wrapping around his torso and another body pressing against him from behind startling him slightly.
“Shhh, Brooklyn… It's me. It’s alright,” He then heard right at his ear, Angie’s breath tickling his earlobe as her hands ran up and down his chest, helping him get clean and also making the atmosphere inside the shower very intimate indeed. The small burst of tension from before subsided quickly, replaced by relaxation as he focused on her soft touch. It still amazed him, the fact that he somehow managed to find his way into the hearts of two women who also loved each other and him back as much as he did them. Was it just luck or maybe it was simply fate? He didn’t know, but he sure wouldn’t complain.
“Angie, did I wake you up? Sorry, baby.” He spoke, the water now splashing against both of them as he turned around and stepped back, finding himself face to face with her naked form. The sight immediately pushed the memories of the night before into his thoughts again, causing his half-hard member to twitch and harden more. He used his elbow to shut the very warm stream, loose droplets from the shower head now dropping onto his neck.
“I was up before you were, don’t worry.” She spoke in a low whisper, her right hand scratching lightly at his belly while she kept him pulled into the hug with her left arm.”And judging by what you mumbled, your dreams must have been very sweet indeed…” She mused while he blushed lightly, her hand sliding lower and lower, clearly teasing him. And it was working.
“With someone like you and Peggy, it would be hard for them not to be. Especially after what happened after we got back home…” He replied, looking into her eyes and gasping quietly as her fingers then traced along the length of his now rock-hard shaft. Her lips curved up into a smile, the one he knew far too well - warm, but with a clear hint of mischief behind it, the one she seemed to love to flash at him during foreplay. He smiled too before leaning low, their lips touching lightly as they kissed. It didn’t stay chaste for long, intensifying quickly as he gently grasped her cheek, angling his head to deepen it more, tasting mint off her tongue. She didn’t stay idle either, left hand sliding up to grip the back of his neck while the right hand wrapped around his hard cock, starting to stroke it slowly with well-practiced grace. He groaned into her mouth, pushing his tongue into it in response, moving his right hand to cup and squeeze her perky breast. His reward was a moan he swallowed with his mouth and Angie’s grip on him tightened as he lightly pinched her hardening nipple. The atmosphere grew hotter and hotter by the moment, even without the help of the warm water, his hips moving forward, pushing his cock into her grip.
“Fuck, doll, you’re gorgeous…” *He mumbled against her lips, groaning at the feeling of her hand stroking his cock and the closeness of her slender and fit body. She smiled wider and giggled, gasping against his lips before they fused once more, the kiss slow yet filled with passion. He let go of her breast, sliding his hand down to her firm asscheek, squeezing it, pulling another gasp from Angie’s mouth. She pushed his cock up, changing the angle as her hand kept stroking him tip to base, another low moan leaving his lips right into their heated kiss.
“Feeling good, handsome?” She murmured seductively as they pulled apart, Steve’s gaze drifting down, past her perky breasts to look between them, the sight of her small hand wrapped tightly around his hard cock making his hips thrust into her grip again. “Mmmm, that's right…” She added as he grunted.
“So good… You’re killin’ me, doll…”
“And what a death that would be...” She quipped in return, looking deep into his eyes, Steve swearing he saw them shimmer lightly. “But I’m just getting started, honey.” She then added, Steve gasping as he then watched her move to kneel right in front of him, his cock now level with her face.
“Angie..” Her name was the only sound that managed to leave his mouth before Angie kissed his cockhead, causing him to moan. He managed to keep his hips still, just barely as she continued to work him over, her lips now joining her hand. She was slow, pressing soft kisses to the tip and head before starting to move her lips down his shaft, taking gentle care of his raging erection. His hand threaded through her wet hair, angling her head so that he could see those wonderful, hypnotizing eyes looking up at him while she pleasured him. She giggled lightly, making him groan before flattening her tongue against his cockhead, licking up the leaking precum. Steve’s mouth hung open, mesmerized by the spectacle as the woman now pressed the shaft against his belly, continuing to stroke it as she switched her focus to his balls. She kissed them first, just as she did with his cock, before closing her lips and sucking the left one into her mouth. She let her tongue circle and press lightly against it before giving it a slow, long suck, repeating the motions with the right one next. All the while, her hand kept working him over, the little twists of her wrist enhancing the pleasure as Steve let out another loud groan. His knees buckled slightly, the sensations making his head spin a little. She must have noticed that as she giggled again before slowly licking a stripe from his balls up the underside of his cock right to the tip, already covered by his warm precum. She closed her lips around it before sucking at it lightly, making another undignified sound leave Steve’s mouth, echoing in the spacious shower cabin.
“Ughhhh, Angie…” He grunted, having to fight back hard not to thrust into her mouth, feeling her tongue run circles around his cockhead, his cock throbbing in return. “... fuck, baby…”
“Feels good, doesn’t it Brooklyn…” She murmured, pulling back before diving right back in, looking up to meet his lustful gaze. His hand slid to the back of her head, hips pushing forward slightly as his cockhead slid back into her warm mouth. She gripped the base of his shaft, stopping the strokes as she started to bob her head forward and back, letting her tongue slide against the underside. Her eyes flicked between looking at him and looking down onto his shaft, taking more of it into her mouth with each slow bob. The wet sounds of her sucking and slurping on his cock mixed perfectly with his moans and groans, creating a perfect erotic symphony to accompany their sexual escapade. He stopped holding back at this point, trying to pump his hips to match her rhythm, and soon succeeded. Every move pushed more and more of his now throbbing shaft into the prospective actress’s mouth, the warmth enveloping it making him groan. The saliva glistened in the light, her eyes open wide and looking straight up at him, her left hand digging into his thigh, holding tight. She seemed to be enjoying herself as well, moaning with her mouth full of his cock, Steve noticing her left hand drifting down her belly between her thighs.
“Angie, darlin’...” He gasped, starting to pant as if he had just run two marathons, watching her body shudder. Lust took over his mind for a moment as he pushed his hips while pressing her head down, her nose bumping his belly. He held her there, listening closely to her sucking down hard before letting go and pulling back, watching as his cock left her mouth, both of them held together only by a string of white spit hanging off the tip.
“Damn, Brooklyn.” She gasped, reverting to his nickname as the sight made his shaft pulse.
“Could say the same about you, Jersey.” He quipped back, a sudden moan betraying the fact that she was indeed touching herself. “Come here, doll.” He added before then swiftly sweeping her off her feet, one arm wrapping around her waist, the other sliding just under her plump ass. Their lips met, Steve groaning as he tasted himself on her tongue, managing not to be distracted too much by it to swing them around, pressing Angie against the tiled wall. She gasped right into his mouth, her wonderful legs wrapping around his hips. He groaned at that, breaking the kiss to look deep into her eyes, right hand drifting down right between her legs to where she had just touched herself. She moaned, the sound traveling straight to his already aching cock as he felt the sticky wetness on his fingers, slowly rubbing her clit as his lips latched onto her neck.
“Steve…” She again switched to his name in a lustful gasp, the man leaving his thumb to circle her clit while his middle and index fingers drifted through her soaked labia right to her entrance. He slid in easily, the wetness and tightness making his cock throb, having to use all his might not to shove it inside her immediately. His left hand moved to rest on her breast while he started to move his fingers slowly, pulling back from her neck to kiss her, swallowing her moan while feeling her body shudder against his.
“You’re so beautiful, Angie… So perfect, I love you, honey.” He spoke softly right into her ear, feeling her juices dripping onto his hand. She gasped, a sound full of lust and love, starting to curl his fingers with every pull of his hand, thumb still circling her clit. “Such a romantic, even with your fingers inside me… ” She quipped in response, Steve’s left hand digging into her breast. Their lips met again, tongues sliding against one another, both completely lost in the insanely erotic and yet romantic atmosphere as he continued to finger her, almost forgetting about his raging erection now trapped between their bodies.
“Fuck, Angie, you’re so wet, baby.” He whispered against her lips, his filter gone as he felt her pussy squeeze around his fingers as he dragged them against the soft, wet inner walls. “You want this, huh? You want me to fuck you right here?” He asked her, noticing the warm blush now covering her cheeks fully. She nodded in response as her arms wrapped tighter around his back, pulling him almost flush against her.
“Yes, I want this, I want your big cock inside me, Steve!” She replied, moaning through gritted teeth, the movements of his fingers quickening. She scrambled at that, left hand gripping the back of his head and pulling him into a hot, open-mouthed kiss while her right hand slid between them, wrapping around to stroke his shaft with quick jerks. He took the hint, breaking the kiss and nodding while looking deep into her beautiful eyes. He then looked down, pulling his hand out of her pussy as his lover gripped him at the base, cockhead sliding against her wetness before he felt the tip slip into her. He gave her no more chances to tease, pushing his hips up and moaning as he pushed his rock-hard cock right into her tight pussy.
“Ugh, fuck!” He grunted in a low voice as he did so, a broken moan leaving Angie’s lips before he silenced her with his mouth, the kiss sloppy but filled with passion. He pushed in hard, almost the whole length of his cock sliding into her tight, hot cunt, Steve already feeling her inner muscles pulsing around his throbbing shaft. He could already start to feel the familiar signs of an orgasm building low in his spine, biting the inside of his cheek.. He wasn’t going to last long, but judging by Angie’s reaction, hers wasn’t that far away either.
“Yes… fuck me, Steve, fuck me!”
Her voice, so filled with want and need, snapped him out of the little trance her pussy squeezing around his cock pushed him into. He pulled back almost fully to snap back into her, the sound of their bodies colliding echoing in the shower. His lips latched onto her neck as he started to thrust into her, setting an immediate, rapid, and unrelenting pace. Her moans soon moved into a higher pitch, his own vocabulary reduced to low grunts and loud groans as he fucked her, exactly how she wanted him to. Her legs gripped his hips tighter, nails digging into his back, his focus narrowed only to the woman in front of him. His hips clapped loudly against her skin, ramming his cock deep into her tight pussy, Steve groaning at the feeling of his shaft sliding so deep inside her. He caught a glimpse of her face as he kissed her roughly, eyes wide, mouth open, swallowing another moan. He didn’t stop for even a millisecond, continuing his pounding thrusts as he moved his hands to cup and squeeze her ass cheeks at the same time.
“Oh shit, keep fucking me, don’t stop, oh my God, yes, just like that!” A string of Angie’s unfiltered consciousness flew out of her mouth as he broke the kiss, the only sound leaving his mouth turning out to be an undignified grunt. He looked down, amazed at the sight of his large manhood disappearing completely into Angie’s wet cunt with every swift thrust. His grip on her ass cheeks tightened as her hand then moved off his back, diving right into her clit as she started to rub herself as he continued to slam himself into her in a lust-filled frenzy. Her pussy squeezed even tighter around him, forcing him to thrust harder, his eyes catching a glimpse of hers rolling back for a moment. He could feel his cock throb and pulse almost in tune with her inner walls squeezing him, tighter and tighter. Their foreheads touched for a moment, breaths mingling together. His eyes met hers before he looked back down between them, groaning loudly.
“Ugh, Angie… fuck, baby… oh yeah…” He groaned, his mind focused only on pleasure as he saw her shudder, feeling her inner walls clamping even tighter around his shaft. He countered with another swift thrust, burying the entire length of his cock inside her before swallowing her moan with an open-mouthed kiss.
„That’s it Angie… cum for me, doll…” He whispered into her ear as a high pitched moan left her lips in response. He pulled back a little before sliding in slower, a complete reversal from the breakneck tempo beforehand. Between that and her fingers, Angie then caved in. He watched in awe as her body shuddered, her pussy squeezing and milking his cock rhythmically as he held himself completely still. His arms wrapped around her back, pulling her up slightly as he hugged her tight, pressing a kiss to her neck.
“That’s right… That’s right, good girl, Jersey… God, you’re gorgeous…” He mumbled against her skin as she let out breathless gasps, her legs wrapped tightly around his hips. He stayed completely still, just holding her as the waves of her orgasm coursed through her body. He didn’t know if it were just seconds or maybe even minutes before he felt the pulsing fade, her body going slack in his arms as she let out a long sigh of pleasure and relief.
“Whoa, Brooklyn… that was nice…” She murmured, moving her head to run her lips against his. He jumped on the occasion, turning the touch into a slow, soft kiss. He felt her nails scratching his back lightly, her hard nipples rubbing the skin of his chest, the closeness of her intoxicating. As he busied himself with her mouth he pulled out of her, slowly, swallowing her whimper as his cock left the soft, snug confines of her pussy. They parted a short while later, her cheeks flushed and his lips turned up into a smile. They exchanged a look, Steve swearing he saw that familiar mischief in her eyes again. Two can play that game, he thought to himself as he let her down, her feet touching the floor before he then spun her around, making her yelp. His arms wrapped around her once more, this time making her back hit his chest. One of his hands sneaked up to cup her breast, Steve rolling her nipple between his thumb and index finger as he rested the other on her belly. She seemed to understand without words what he was aiming to do as her legs spread wider, letting his cock slide between them, right against her still wet labia. He gasped as he kissed her neck once more, sucking lightly to pull another deep, sinful moan from her lips, making his cock throb hard again.
“I love you, Angie.” He whispered into her ear in a sweet yet raspy tone, his grip on her body tightening slightly. “So much.”
“I know, Steve… love you too.” She replied, a little giggle leaving her lips at the end. He chuckled back himself, giving her breasts a light squeeze before starting to slowly massage her belly. A fantasy he indulged a lot in while alone soon flooded his brain with incredibly enticing images, making him groan quietly. His breath tickled Angie’s ear as she purred, his hips starting to move back and forth slowly, teasing her. “Mmm… what now, handsome?”
Her voice was low and tinged with anticipation, more of a murmur than a whisper. His cock hardened even more, the combination of her voice and the images in his head clouding his mind. He took a deep breath, composing himself a little before speaking, quietly and sincerely right into her ear.
“Now… I want to cum inside you and make you pregnant, darling.”
He held his breath as he kept still, mind still clouded in lust. They have all been careful at first after he returned, the situation between Peggy busy with S.H.I.E.L.D., them adjusting to him coming back and trying to figure out how to navigate the relationship not conducive to such thoughts or plans. But that time had passed by now, all three of them going steady and secure. Their lovemaking seemed to only ramp up in intensity, followed by much lessened protection usage as the condom tin started to gather more and more dust. They broached the family subject more and more, mostly as loose thoughts at first but shaping more and more into something concrete every time they spoke about it again, be it all three of them or one-on-one. In private, the thoughts of all three of them as one family and the life they could build mixed with his more private thoughts about how they’d have to get there, with the latter ones practically now playing out right before him. But if there was a certainty in all of this, something that the three of them agreed on, was that it would be their shared future. Something they would embrace fully, regardless of whether it would be Peggy or Angie who would bear their first child.
And now, so he thought, the time was right to get it started. With Angie.
“Really, Steve?” Her voice pulled him out of his thoughts as he looked down, meeting her eyes as she looked at him over her shoulder. “You want this? With me?”
“Yes.” He replied almost immediately, nodding as he rubbed her belly again, the image of it growing larger popping into his head immediately and making his cock throb. “But only if you…”
“Yes, Steve.” She replied, cutting him off, looking directly into his eyes, not a tone of doubt in her voice. “I want this. More than anything.”
He smiled wide before diving in, kissing her. The angle was awkward at first but they soon adjusted, Steve pushing his tongue into her mouth, swallowing her moan as she repaid the favor. His hand slid off her belly to grasp his cock, giving himself a few strokes as he groaned into her mouth. He pulled back before looking down, distracted for a second by her ass before then guiding his aching shaft right back into her tight heat. They both groaned as he slid back in in one swift thrust, moving his hand to her inner thigh and pushing her leg out to spread her wider. He couldn’t wait longer, not with the need he felt inside of him, starting to thrust again, the shower cabin again with the erotic sounds of their bodies colliding once more.
“Ugh, Angie… fuck…” He grunted into her ear, the primal lust turning into his sole motivator. She moaned in return, the man angling his hips slightly to slide even deeper, squeezing her breast again. “God, I want to knock you up so bad…” The words flew out of his mouth with no thought, his lover seemingly not phased by the direct crassness of them as she moaned loudly in return.
“Yes… yes, Steve, please don’t stop… oh I want this, please, please…” She moaned out, causing him to groan in return. He could feel his orgasm building up quickly, the atmosphere, the implication, the feeling of his unprotected cock surrounded by her tight warmth and her explicit consent causing his combined lust and love to go into complete overdrive. He kept thrusting, hard and fast, his strong arms keeping her upright and spread before him, each move, each loud smack of their bodies bringing him closer and closer to orgasm.
“Oh Angie… oh, I’m gonna, gonna cum!” He groaned right into her ear before she then looked over her shoulder again, mouth hanging open as she moaned.
“Yes, cum for me, Steve, cum deep inside me, fill me up! Please, make me pregnant!”
“Oh yes, fuck Angie, I’m gonna cum inside you, doll,.. Fuck, fuck, fuuuuckk!” He practically yelled out, suddenly feeling her inner muscles squeeze tight around his throbbing cock as a sound similar to his name left her lips, her body shuddering in his grip. He gave her a few more hard, desperate thrusts, chasing his peak until the very end. He thrust up, burying his cock up to the hilt as he came, letting out a low, lust-filled groan right into her ear. The orgasm focused his entire attention on his cock as spurt after spurt of his warm cum shot out deep inside her pussy, spraying her fertile womb and her pulsing inner walls with white, creamy seed. His hips and thighs flexed involuntarily, as if trying to push his cock even deeper inside her, in tune with the pulsing of his shaft as he pumped her full of his cum. It felt like a small eternity before he let our one last gasp, feeling his body relax as he buried his face in her damp hair. His senses recovered, a little gasp leaving his lips as he felt her inner walls still pulsing around his shaft, small gasps leaving his lover’s mouth as he found enough strength to slide his lips to her neck. After a short, quiet while she turned her head to face him again, their lips soon joined together once more. The kiss was slow, mouths opening wide as they slowly came back down to reality, his hand moving off her breast to gently glide against her chest and belly.
“Angie…” He gasped as they parted, resting his head on her shoulder, not wanting to pull away. “...damn.” He added after a moment of silence, causing her to giggle in return.
“Damn indeed,” She whispered, staying still for a moment before he then slowly pulled back, withdrawing his cock from her tight warmth once again. He gasped and she whimpered quietly as they parted before Angie turned around to face him. His gaze slid down her body right between her thighs as she spread her legs wider. He gasped at the sight of the pearly dribbles of his cum dripping out of her pussy onto the shower floor, making his cock twitch even as it softened slowly.
“Wow.” He gasped in amazement as she chuckled, leaning against the shower wall.
“That’s one way to start the day.” She spoke in a light tone, lips curved up into a sly smile as she ran her hands against his chest. “But you’ve made quite a mess between my legs, Brooklyn.”
“Just following orders, Jersey. That’s what you wanted, right?” He replied, then putting his hands on her hips as he bent down to press a soft kiss to her lips, both of them giggling as they pulled back. “At the very least, you’re in a perfect spot to take care of that.”
“That’s right. Isn’t that what they taught you in the Army? Using your surroundings to your advantage or something? I heard it in a movie once, so it must be true, right?”
He nodded with a smile as she then turned the water back on, the warm stream hitting her face. They both cleaned up quickly, distracting each other with touches and kisses, but managing to keep it relatively benign, even after such an emotional and lustful encounter. Soon enough, the water was off, and they both stepped back out, Steve passing Angie a towel before grabbing his.
“If you could, I would really appreciate a good breakfast.” She spoke, wrapping the towel around her body before moving to sit down and take care of her wet hair. “Coffee. Eggs. Toast. Bacon. Sausage, the works.”
“Well, you already had one sausage with eggs and extra cream today, don’t you think it should be enough?” He quipped, Angie rewarding him with an undignified chortle.
“I hate to say it but it was a solid one.” She replied, looking at him with a smirk, her eyes filled with warmth. “I do still need coffee, that’s for sure, but the rest… I’ll leave it to you, Brooklyn.”
“Sure. Kitchen, give me 10.”
“Deal.” She replied as he turned to step out of the bathroom before hearing her soft voice again. “And I do hope you still have something left in that tank… we’ve got to make sure it sticks!”
He bit his lip, feeling a warm blush flood his cheeks. He looked back at her, that signature twinkle in her eyes visible again as he smiled himself.
“Plenty more where that came from, doll…” He spoke, lowering his tone as he moved closer to her, pecking her lips. “But that's for later. Now, we’ve got to get that perfect start even better.”
“Atta boy.” She replied with a smile of her own as he then turned around and exited the bathroom making his way to the kitchen.
This truly is an interesting timeline, that was certain. He thought to himself.
But he wouldn’t have it any other way.