Steve couldn’t stop grinning as the four of you made your way back to his house, Sarah asleep on his shoulder and Molly loping slowly beside you on her leash as you lugged the massive bag of candy Sarah had collected.
You had all been the hit of the neighborhood during trick or treating, everyone cooing over how adorable Sarah was in her Ewok costume and Molly’s bandolier. Almost everyone had wanted a picture of them, loving that you and Steve had joined in as Han and Leia. The kid had handled all the attention like a champ, making sweet little noises that she said were Ewok sounds and giggling every time someone fawned over her and snuck her an extra piece of candy.
“I’m pretty sure this haul is going to last her until next year.” You pulled out the keys to unlock the front door and shot his grin right back at him, closing the door softly so you didn’t wake the toddler and bending to let the dog off the leash. “Think she’s out for the night?”
“Definitely, I’m gonna go put her pjs on before Margie gets here.” He started heading down the hall to her room, laughing lightly when the dog padded after him. “You still ok to go to that party? Trick or treating didn’t wear you out?”
“Oh, I’m not tired at all.” You followed him to get the bandolier off Molly, shooting him a wink before standing up to stretch. “Why? You don’t want me to meet your friends?”
“I definitely want you to meet them.” He froze when Sarah gave a sleepy little yawn after he pulled her jammies on, but then she fell right back asleep and he let her sink into the bed. “But I also don’t wanna have to share your attention all night, I’m selfish like that.”
“Aww, you’re sweet.” You gave Sarah a peck on the forehead after helping Steve tuck her in, dancing back out of his grip when he tried to embrace you and giggling at his annoyed huff. “No time for that, I need to go make some adjustments to my costume before we leave.”
“What? Honey, you look great.” You really did, he wasn’t sure how you got that poncho look together on such short notice.
“I know, but I just wanna fix a couple things.” You gave him a quick peck before sauntering off towards the front door. “It’s only gonna take me a couple minutes, I’ll be right back.”
“Ok, don’t forget the pumpkin beer!”
By the time you were back he had gotten everything squared away with the sitter, waving at her before winding an arm around you while he walked you towards his car and tried to catch a peek at what adjustments you’d made under your coat.
“So, meeting all the college friends.” You gave him a warm smile as he drove towards the city, sighing happily when he wound his fingers through yours. “How crazy is tonight gonna get?”
“Hopefully not too wild, but you never know with Buck.” He started searching for a parking space, grinning when he found one right in front of the townhouse. “Lucky for us Sam and Clint are cops, otherwise the past couple of years we might have gotten arrested.”
“What?!” You gave him a scandalized laugh as he helped you out of the car, leaning into him as he led you towards the front door. “You’re telling me that story later.”
“It’s not even that interesting, just some minor property damage.” He stopped your questions with a peck to the lips, knocking on the door and bracing himself for his wild best friend.
“Rogers! How the fuck are you?” The brunette in a very elaborate Ned Stark costume who answered the door pulled Steve into a warm hug immediately, slapping him on the back with warm affection and grinning at him once he released him. “Feel like I haven’t seen you in months. And this must be the reason why.”
“Bucky this is Y/N. Be nice.” Steve rolled his eyes at his friend as he ushered you inside, frowning as he watched Bucky give you the once over.
“I’m always nice, punk.” Bucky turned to give you a big smile, pulling you in for a hug of your own and laughing when you squealed as he picked you up. “An absolute pleasure to meet you, finally. Thought I was just gonna have to listen to this asshole talk about you non stop for the rest of our lives.”
“Aww, what’s he been saying about me?” You grinned at Steve over your shoulder when he helped you with your coat.
“Well, it started off with how gorgeous and sweet and amazing you are. Lately though, it’s all been about how he can’t believe you’re with him and he’s worried your either gonna kill him with sex or he’s gonna end up knocking you up.” Bucky laughed heartily once your coat was off and he got a look at your costume. “Which I gotta say I understand.”
“God, Bucky!” Steve couldn’t believe how big of an ass his friend could be sometimes, but then he was turning around and finally getting to see the adjustments you’d made and the scolding he’d been about to lay on the man flew right out of his head. “Baby, Jesus.”
“What? It’s a grown up party, Stevie.” You were grinning wickedly at him as his eyes raked over you, his voice a low growl as he processed that you were now wearing the slave Leia costume and he could see a lot more of your skin than he had been prepared for. “Rogers, you still here?”
“Why don’t we give him a second to reset, let’s introduce you to everyone.” Bucky guided you away from where Steve’s brain was trying to reboot, laughing at something you said before showing you off to Nat and Carol.
“Steve, where the hell have you been, man?” Sam clapping him on the back snapped him out of it, turning to the man and grinning as he shook his hand. “Is that her?”
“Yeah.” Steve felt his heart flutter at the sight of you explaining your tattoos to Bruce and Clint, Bucky still leaning on you like the insufferable flirt he was and making Steve roll his eyes again. “She’s amazing.”
“She must be, since she’s been taking almost all your free time since you started seeing her.” Sam held up his hands defensively when Steve scowled at him, shaking his head and laughing softly to take some of the sting out of his words. “Don’t worry, we all get it. With the kiddo and now apparently the love of your life, we’re all ok with you being a little MIA.”
“Love of my life, what is with you guys?” Yeah, he’d definitely thought it a couple times, but he didn’t think he’d made it obvious to anyone else.
“Oh, come on, every time you talk about her you get all moony.” Sam took a sip of his beer as they watched you cackle at something Bucky had whispered in your ear before taking a pull from the blunt Nat handed you. “Plus you talk about her all the time, and all you have to say is how fucking perfect she is. You weren’t even this bad when you first started seeing Sharon.”
“Shit, I can’t help it, man.” Steve sighed deeply when he saw you get pulled into a dance by Thor, the way your body was moving starting to make him feel some kind of way. “She’s all I can think about.”
“I’m sure.” Sam couldn’t help but give his friend a warm grin as he stared openly at you, shaking his head as the man seemed to tune out of the conversation. “Well, go get her man, guess we can talk later.”
“Awesome, later.” Steve set his empty bottle down and prowled towards where you were chatting with Wanda, wrapping his arms around you and nuzzling at your shoulder when you let out a surprised squeak. “Hey, I’m just gonna borrow her for a minute, Wan.”
“Well, ok.” Wanda gave him a knowing grin as he pulled you away despite your protests. “Bring her back soon, though, we all love her!”
“Hear that, Stevie? Your friends love me.” You giggled breathlessly when he dragged you into the bathroom, biting your lip when he locked the door behind you. “Really, Steven? What are your friends gonna think?”
“They’re gonna think I can’t keep my hands off you, and they’re right.” He dug his fingers into your waist as he backed you into the door, his tongue tracing your lips until he felt you let out a deep sigh. “I told you, I can’t get enough of you.”
“Well, the feeling is mutual.” You purred when he started to lick and suck his way down your neck, rolling your body into his face and winding your fingers through his hair while he slowly sank to his knees. “God, Steve. If you’re wearing that stud again, there’s no way I’m gonna be able to stay quiet.”
“Good, want that asshole Barnes to know just how good I give it to you.” He dipped his tongue into your navel and grinned at the gasp you gave him, nuzzling into your stomach before diving under your skirt. “That fucking flirty skank.”
“You sound a little jealous there Steve… oh fuck.” You let your head against the door when he didn’t waste any time and immediately shoved his tongue inside you, letting the stud that he had started wearing a lot more often rub over your soft walls until the cool metal started to warm up. “God, that’s so good.”
He just hummed in agreement as he kept fucking you with his tongue, curling it inside you and using a hand to hook one of your knees over his shoulder. You whined when he dragged his tongue out of you until the stud rolled over your swollen clit, the ball circling your bud slowly until you had thoroughly soaked the lower half of Steve’s face.
When he sucked it into his mouth you almost collapsed, his hands on your hips the only thing keeping you upright as you spasmed wildly against his face and let out an obscene moan. Steve drank down everything you were giving him eagerly, swallowing your slick as it poured into his mouth with a low groan that sent jolts of pleasure zipping up your spine.
As soon as he felt you relax he was crawling back up your body and pressing his lips to yours, smashing you into the door and growling into your mouth as he worked at undoing his fly with one hand. You whined when he turned you around until his chest was right against your back, caging you against the door and burying his face in your neck as he teased his piercing against your slit.
“Love you so fucking much.” He bit at your ear as he sank into you, groaning when his hips met your ass and stilled as you panted desperately. “Love showing you off to my idiot friends and watching them fall in love with you too. But knowing I’m the only one who gets to feel this sweet, tight little pussy wrapped around me?”
He drew out of you painfully slow until only his pierced tip was nestled inside you then slammed his hips forward, driving you into the door so hard it rattled on its hinges as you let out a sharp yelp.
“Steve, fuck!” Your nails scrabbled over the wood as he pounded into you, trying to swallow your noises and failing as he sucked at the hinge of your jaw.
“That’s right, you’re all fucking mine, doll.” He squeezed your breast harshly before trailing his hand down to pinch at your clit, purring into your neck as you mewled for him. “Gonna fill you up so you don’t fucking forget it. Gonna have you carry me with you all night, shit!”
The feel of you fluttering wildly around him had him railing into you even more wildly, the hand that wasn’t teasing your clit wrapping around your throat and tilting your head back until you could suck his tongue into your mouth. Steve growled when you licked at his stud slowly, crashing you into the door and driving you to stand on the tips of your toes as he almost completely lost control.
“Oh my god, Steve, I’m gonna come.” Your eyes fluttered closed when you felt it building fast, your body arching so he could have all the access he needed as he kept slapping his hips against your ass. “It’s gonna be real fucking loud.”
“Good, let them know who you belong to.” He bent his knees just a little and that was when you lost it.
The scream that was ripped from your chest was otherworldly, your release squirting all over Steve’s thighs as your whole body shook with pleasure as you clenched hard around his cock. He smashed your body into the door when he followed you, roaring into your neck while his hips jerked and he pumped you full of his thick cum while you just sagged limply.
“Rogers!” You jumped when Bucky’s voice came from the other side of the door, his fist pounding on the wood right next to your face as you let out a short laugh while Steve growled into your hair. “If you’re gonna kill your girlfriend with dick, do it at home! I only have one fucking bathroom, it can’t be a crime scene!”
“Shut the fuck up, Barnes!” Steve shouted through the door after pressing a gentle kiss to your neck, righting your panties and skirt before drawing his pants back up. “I think I get a pass after you sucked off that twink in the kitchen at my birthday last year!”