Gravity

Her stomach turned while a tingle went through her at the same time and she closed her eyes in dismay, asking herself when she had become such a freak. With great difficulty, she heaved herself out of bed and stumbled out of her room, straight into the bathroom where she took off her clothes and stepped into the shower, turning it to the hottest setting.

Looking down at herself, she noted the dark bruises that littered her hips, thighs and breasts as well as her biceps, speaking volumes about his rough handling of her. Another tingle and June let out a frustrated sigh, turning the water a little less hot before she began to scrub herself from head to toe but especially between her legs.

She was still leaking, instantly washed away by the shower but she could feel it slipping out of her and she tried to ignore how the tingling intensified. When her skin was almost raw, she finally got out and dried herself off, before putting her sleep shirt back on, though she threw her panties in the trash, not wanting to see them again. They were tainted now, much like the bedding on her bed.

Fortunately there was no leakage on the way back to her room where she quickly put on fresh underwear but not before putting a maxi pad inside because she had the feeling that it might be a while before everything was out of her. Slipping into her sweatpants, she stared at herself in the mirror above the dresser, surprised to find that aside from looking tired, she didn't look any different than usual.

June wasn't sure why, but she had expected to be able to see what had happened to her, how it had changed her, but her face still remained the same, just plain old June. Turning away, she left her room again to go to the kitchen where she ran into Sadie, the brunette munching on a bowl of cereal and her face brightened when she spotted her.

“Hey there roomie. So, how was it?” The question made June stop in her approach, a crease forming between her brows as she stared at her roommate in confusion.

“How was what?” Sadie rolled her eyes and let out a scoff before giving her a pointed look and a sinking feeling settled in June's stomach.

“Getting to meet Steve Rogers of course, duh? I couldn't tell you this before, because I knew you'd freak out and refuse to come, but Mr Stark specifically asked if I had a friend that's a little more of a good girl because he was trying to set Rogers up with someone nice. And of course I was instantly thinking of you, so, you're welcome. And now spill,” the brunette babbled on, not noticing how June's expression had turned to stone, oblivious as ever to what was going on right in front of her.

Trying not to let it show how unsettled she was by this, June continued her trek towards the fridge, opening it to hide her face from view as she adopted a nonchalant tone.

“Not much to tell really. I think I wasn't his type. How did we get home by the way?” She wasn't sure why she was lying, but even if she did tell Sadie what had happened last night, she highly doubted her roommate would believe her. No one would believe that America's Golden Boy would do such a thing as force himself on an innocent young woman.

“Ah, so that's why I found you passed out in the ladies room. I would've drunken myself into a coma too if I had been able to get set up with Captain Hottie and then get rejected. And I got us home with the help of Mr Stark who was nice enough to have his driver bring us. He even helped getting you into the apartment. But I was the one that changed your clothes, figured you might not have wanted to sleep in the dress. What happened to your underwear by the way?” That was a lot of information to process but the main thing that stuck with her was that Stark now knew where she lived which she did not like at all. Turning around with a bottle of apple juice in hand, June kept her expression neutral as she shrugged her shoulders, unscrewing her juice.

“You said it yourself, it wasn't the right underwear to go with the dress. Though I think I was already pretty wasted when I took it off. Might have been before I passed out. It would certainly explain how I ended up in the ladies room.” The lies slipped easily from her tongue and Sadie had seemingly no trouble believing her, the image of frigid little Julie the brunette had in her mind certainly helped to make her story more believable to her roommate.

“Shit girl, next time you get drunk invite me please. Drunk Julie sound way more fun than sober Julie.” June didn't bother to correct her on the name, there was clearly no point anyway and she forced out a chuckle, taking a sip from her juice.

“We'll see. Don't think that's going to happen anytime soon though. My head is killing me.” It wasn't a complete lie, even if it wasn't her head but the rest of her body and Sadie bought it easily enough, shooting her a sympathetic look.

“I hear you. Kind of surprised you're even up and walking to be honest, you were really out cold last night. Reminds me of this one party I went to where...” The blonde stopped her before her roommate could go off on another one of her tangents, smiling apologetically.

“I'm gonna have to stop you there because I can barely stand. I'm going back to bed,” June informed her and Sadie waved her off, unbothered by being interrupted.

Back in her room, she changed her sheets and then closed the curtains, climbing back into bed. The small exertion from going into the kitchen and changing her bedding had taken its toll on her aching body, making her feel exhausted enough to sleep for another ten hours and the last thing she was aware of before she fell asleep again was a gush of liquid coming out of her pussy.

It had taken almost a week until she was absolutely certain that his cum was gone. Despite being on the pill, she had gotten some plan b from the pharmacy around the corner, just to be on the safe side and she had payed for it with horrible cramps and nausea that had thankfully subsided after two days.

That had been about five weeks ago and June stared in complete disbelief at the pregnancy test in her hands, the fifth she had taken thus far but even if all of them had been positive, she still couldn't believe it. How could that even be possible?

It would seem as if the serum they had given Rogers had made everything about him super, even his little swimmers and she would've gladly chosen not to have to learn this. Not only was she absolutely not ready for offspring, but she had also very little desire to give birth to her rapists child. There was really only one option here, but she could hardly go to a clinic for that, not if she wanted certain things to remain secret.

Placing a hand on her still flat stomach, June stared at it in dismay. She had counted herself lucky that no one had approached her, her fear that he might come back for seconds unfounded and aside from the small stab of disappointment she had skillfully ignored, she had been happy about that.

The bruises on her body had faded, as had the aches and she had returned to her normal life, looking over her shoulder like a scared bunny for the first two weeks until she realized that it was a one off thing, which she should have figured out sooner.

He probably did it all the time, force himself on some unsuspecting woman, fuck her brains out and then drop her like a hot potato. But now she was wondering if that was truly the case because if she had gotten pregnant despite taking precautions, she could hardly be the only one if this was a regular thing for him. Not that she was about to seek him out and ask of course. No, this was her problem and she would take care of it herself.

Which turned out to be much harder than she could've imagined and after a week of trying, she gave up, deciding it was time for the baby daddy to get involved and help her get the damn thing out of her. June doubted that he would want a kid with some random girl he raped, though she had began questioning if it was really rape when she had enjoyed it so much.

Regardless of that, she found herself at the Avengers compound, or in front of it to be more exact because the guys at the entrance checkpoint refused to let her in. June had been arguing with them for ten minutes now and she was getting frustrated which was not good since her control was basically none-existent at this point.

"Listen, just tell him that I'm here. If I'm talking out of my ass, he will tell you and I'll leave but if I'm not, he might get a little miffed you send me away. It only takes a few seconds and you got nothing to lose," she explained for the millionth time and the two guards exchanged a look that spoke volumes about what they were thinking. One of them gave her a patronizing smirk as he leaned forward, eying her up and down before meeting her eyes and June gritted her teeth, trying to hold on to her patience and not do something stupid.

"You're really persistent, aren't you. Maybe if you show me what the two of you did I'm willing to give the Captain a call," he suggested, shooting her a conspiratorial wink but his partner saved him from her wrath by appearing behind the asshole, slapping him upside the head.

"Shut the fuck up Rodney," he admonished his colleague before addressing June, smiling apologetically.

"You can go through ma'am, Captain Rogers is waiting for you." Shooting a pointed look at the asshole guard, she gave the polite one a tight-lipped smile. She didn't bother to say thank you, in her opinion they were both idiots and she was silently seething as she walked up to the main building, already pissed off she had to come her in the first place.

As the guard had said, Rogers was waiting for her, appearing delighted to see her if the bright smile on his face was anything to go by and it made her grit her teeth even harder.

"What a pleasant surprise doll. You know I was going to come by your place eventually, but I got stuck on a mission for over a month, just came back yesterday. Kinda surprised to see you here but I'm not complaining," he greeted her jovially as he walked towards her to meet her half way and she stiffened when he pulled her into an unexpected hug, sniffing at her hair as he let out a hum.

"Mh, you smell nice, just as I remembered." The comment did weird things to her, for one it made her angry as hell but on the other hand, she felt her face heat, pleased that he liked the way she smelled which was infuriating her even more.

"Get your dirty hands off me Rogers. This is not a damn social call," June hissed out between clenched teeth and he actually let go of her and took a step back, frowning as if he couldn't understand why she was so court with him.

"Gee doll, you're in a mood. Why are you here then?" He no longer looked happy to see her, his baby blues having turned a few shades darker because she had clearly managed to piss him off which filled her with more satisfaction than it probably should.

"Can we go somewhere more private for this? I don't think you want this to get overheard," she responded in a clipped tone as she glanced around them. There were a lot of people milling about and also a lot of curious looks thrown their way.

He seemed to notice it as well, clearly expecting for her to follow as he took off towards the main building. June ignored his attempts at small talk as they walked through several hallways before he opened a door to what was obviously living quarters and after a moment of hesitation she stepped inside, flinching when the door closed behind her.

"Can I get you something to drink?" Rogers asked her a he moved past her and further into the living room and June was about to snap at him again, when she took in a deep breath to calm herself.

"No, thank you. I don't even want to be here so I'm going to make this quick and painless," she said instead of flipping her shit and he turned around to curiously regard her, motioning with his hand for her to go on as he raised one brow in thinly veiled amusement.

"Despite being on the pill and taking plan b, you managed to impregnate me. I want you to get it out, because I can't do it myself." The amusement vanished from his face as it drained of color and she couldn't help the small smirk that spread over her face. Let him feel at least a little of what he put her through, he certainly deserved it.

"Why can't you take care of that yourself? Aren't there clinics for this sort of thing?" June huffed out an annoyed breath, crossing her arms over her chest as she gave him a hard look. She didn't want to do this, didn't want him to know, but there was no other option.

With a flicker of her wrists, every piece of furniture in the room lifted several inches off the ground and Rogers was taken entirely off guard, staring open mouthed between her and his hovering household items.

"That's why. I'm not entirely human and any clinic or hospitals I would go to would immediately notice that," June explained tersely and Rogers expression changed from incredulity to contemplation as she lowered his furniture back down again.

"Have you tried using your powers to get rid of it?" Working her jaw, she stared at him, trying to decide how much she wanted to reveal, but the cat was already out of the bag and to be quite frank she didn't even care anymore. She just wanted to get rid of the thing growing inside her and never have to see his unfairly attractive face ever again.

"Yes I have. Those unexplained earthquakes? That was me. The little shit used my own powers against me to keep me from aborting it. That's why I'm here. If anyone can get the thing out of me, it would be the damn Avengers." He stared back at her, not responding for several long minutes until he said just one word, an air of finality to it.

"No."

"What do you mean no? First you rape me and now you want me to carry your bastard? I think not," June replied heatedly and the super soldier scoffed derisively, crossing his massive arms over his massive chest as he gave her a disapproving look.

"Rape is it? Don't think I ever heard of a rape victim that begged for more. And if you really didn't want it, you could've easily made me stop by using your powers. Which you obviously didn't." He smirked smugly as if he had just won the argument and the entire room began to shake as June screamed at him, so furious she herself was shaking as well.

"Because I didn't want you to know you complete asshat! I didn't want anyone to know but you just had to go and ruin everything! I was perfectly fine before you turned up!" To her horror, she burst into tears then, the shaking stopping as all the anger drained out of her and she sunk to her knees, sobbing into her hands.

It was all too much, not only the pregnancy but also how he had managed to mess up her mind to the point she wasn't even sure anymore who she was. Because she didn't recognize the girl that got herself off to thoughts of her assault, that secretly wished he would use her again like he had done the first time. It was shameful and wrong and she hated that he had reduced her to this pathetic excuse of a human being.

Still, she melted into him when he pulled her off the grounds and into his arms, hiding her face against his broad chest as he carried her over to the couch and sat down, positioning her sideways on his lap. She hated how good it felt to be held by him, the comfort it brought her despite him being the one to cause her pain.

"I hate you," June mumbled, her head resting against his shoulder while he stroked up and down her back. Her voice was choked with tears that ran freely down her face and he tilted her head up by her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes which ran over her features searchingly before he let out a sigh and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

"Don't say that doll. We're going to work this out and everything will be fine. You can quit your job and move in with me and I will take good care of you and the little one. I know we didn't have the best of starts, but we can make it work if we put the effort into it. This is all moving a bit faster than I had planned, but..." he cut himself off when he felt her stiffen and noticed her no doubt incredulous expression, a crease forming between his brows as he stroked her cheek with his thumb, wiping away her tears.

"You really thought I had forgotten about you, didn't you?" Smiling sadly at her, he let out another sigh, pulling her closer against him and pressing her head against his shoulder, completely missing how she grimaced because he clearly misread her expression.

"You're probably not going to believe me, but I usually don't go around doing stuff like what happened at the club. But seeing you in that dress and then hearing your voice, I just couldn't help myself. You were so sweet and unsure of yourself, I just had to make you mine and you responded so beautifully as if you were made for me. And now with you being pregnant, it feels as if this was meant to be. I'm not letting you go again doll." His voice was soothing and calm but the things he was saying had an entirely different effect, one June had not anticipated.

Instead of telling him that he sounded completely nuts, she said nothing at all, trying to fight against the warm feeling his words were conjuring in her chest. They had sounded genuine and heartfelt, in stark contrast to the way he had spoken to her at the club and it was utterly confusing to say the least.

He didn't make it better by stroking his calloused fingers over her bare legs, her shorts giving him ample opportunity to map her skin. They both knew she could stop him if she really wanted to but she didn't, her breath hitching in her throat when his fingers trailed further upwards, from her knees to her inner thighs and without meaning to she spread her legs a little.

An approving hum rumbled in his chest, the vibration traveling straight through her core and she buried her face against his shoulder when he began stroking her over her pants, her breath and pulse quickening as he increased the pressure. Her hips started rolling almost as if on their own and she felt him harden beneath her, being reminded of how freaking big he was.

The thought made her whimper into his neck as she panted against his skin, clinging to his shirt like a monkey and he let out a breathy chuckle that made her shiver in response. Sparks of pleasure raced through her veins, igniting a fire in her belly and she made no attempt at hindering him when he removed his hand from between her legs to undo the buttons on her shorts.

She even lifted her hips so he could pull them down, spreading her legs like an eager whore to give him better access, her face still hidden against his neck. Which she had begun pressing open mouthed kisses to without even realizing it until he moaned, pressing her head closer with one hand whilst the other slipped inside her already wet panties.

"Shit doll, your so damn wet for me," the super soldier groaned out as he ran one thick digit through her slippery folds and June bucked her hips, moaning softly which prompted him to chuckle again.

"Such a good girl, aren't you? Want me to make you feel good baby? I need you to say it for me doll," he cooed at her, keeping up his slow ministrations and she contemplated for only a split second, her need for him to get her off overpowering her rational thinking that this was wrong and fucked up.

"Make me feel good please." her voice was barely audible, muffled against his neck, but he had definitely heard her, pushing one finger into her tight channel and June let out a whine, her eyes rolling back into her skull.

A hand in he hair wrenched her head back, her eyes flying open to meet his dark, hungry stare for a split second before his lips crashed down on hers and he added a second finger as he forced his tongue inside her mouth. It felt amazing, his thick digits stretching her deliciously while he devoured her mouth with his and she heard herself moan and whimper into the kiss, her hands buried in his hair to pull him closer.

She wanted him so badly it was shameful considering what he had done to her but that shame only managed to stoke the flames of her desire, letting them consume her as she rocked her hips in time with his thrusting fingers. The coil in her belly was already close to exploding but more than anything, she wanted him to fuck her again wanted to feel him split her open and stuff her so full of his cock she would be able to taste it in the back of her throat.

Without breaking the kiss, she moved on his lap, his fingers slipping out of her when she straddled him and began fumbling with his pants and he was nice enough to help her free his massive erection, moaning against her lips as she pumped him a few times.

Her hands weren't big enough to circle his girth, driving home the point of how massive he was and she felt him rip off her panties with one hand, the other still buried in her hair to keep her head in place. Lifting herself up on her knees, she positioned his cock at her entrance and carefully lowered herself onto him, breaking the kiss to rest her forehead against his, her eyes closed tightly as she panted heavily.

His tip breached her and they simultaneously moaned, both his hands landing on her hips as he began pushing her down, impaling her on his massive length. The burn and stretch was intense but not as bad as it had been at the club, mostly because it was a slow process, giving her enough time to adjust.

Now fully sheathed inside her, June experimentally rolled her hips, moaning obscenely at how incredibly good it felt and she opened her eyes to stare into his as she began to move rhythmically, fucking herself on his cock.

"Greedy little slut, taking my cock so good. I knew you wanted it," he growled, aiding her movements with his hands on her hips and June placed her own on his shoulders and leaned back, using her hold as leverage as she bounced on his lap.

He began meeting her rapid movements halfway by thrusting up into her, hitting all the right spots and she let go of his shoulders to pull at his hair smashing her lips against his in a sloppy kiss. She was hurtling toward release at lightning speed, beginning to flutter around him but just when she she felt her toes begin to curl, he stilled her frantic pace, holding her still with his sheer strength.

"Not yet baby. You were very rude to me earlier. If you want to come, you have to ask, nicely," he told her earnestly and June felt like someone had shoved her into the arctic sea, the fire in her loins dying a quick death as she stared at him in disbelief.

"Are you fucking kidding me? I'm not doing that," she exclaimed incredulously and he gave a sharp thrust upward, his expression darkening as he glowered at her. Unfortunately that thrust reignited the embers in her core and she bit back a moan when he did it again, trying very hard to not lose herself.

"Are you sure about that doll? Because I can feel you clench around me. Just ask and I'll make you come so hard you'll forget your own name." Another thrust followed his growled words
and June was about to tell him to fuck off when he suddenly rolled them around so she was lying beneath him, her legs instinctively winding around his hips.

She had a sense of dejavu when she feebly pushed at his chest as he began fucking her hard but her struggles were halfhearted at best because she couldn't stop moaning. It just felt too goddamn good to get pounded into the couch beneath her, especially when he ripped off her shirt and bra and began sucking at her tits but just when she was about to fall apart, he slowed down again.

A protesting whine left her throat and he lifted his head to smirk at her, staring into her eyes as he swirled his tongue around her nipple before sucking it into his hot mouth, her hips jerking as she thrashed her head. Releasing the reddened nub with an audible pop, he began picking up his pace again, the wet sounds his cock made as it slid in and out of her pussy mingling with her breathy moans.

"You know what I want to hear doll. Just say please make me come with your big cock Stevie and I'll give you what you want," he panted out before returning to suck and lick at her tits.

June really didn't want to but he kept her on the edge for an eternity, each time she was close, he would slow down only to start all over again. It was maddening, driving her to the brink of insanity until she finally broke down and gave him what he wanted.

"Please make me come with your big cock Stevie, please. I need to come so badly," she whined desperately, frustrated tears streaming down her face and he groaned appreciatively when he began licking them off her cheeks, his hips moving at an inhuman speed, pounding into her so hard she was convinced he was going to break her in two.

Even still, it felt amazing and she screamed out his name when he finally allowed her to fall apart, fucking her straight through her orgasm and into another, chuckling at her incoherent babbling when her second orgasm seamlessly went over into a third and then fourth before he himself began to come, pressing his pelvis close to hers as he spilled inside her with a shout.

Her body felt completely boneless as aftershocks wrecked her, making her twitch and she whimpered when he pulled out, a gush of fluid leaking from her pussy as he rolled off of her and stood up, scooping her into his arms. He carried her through the living room and into his bedroom, gently placing her on the bed before straightening up and removing his clothes.

It was the first time she saw him naked and what a glorious sight it was. He was all bulging muscles and sun-kissed skin, making her fingers itch to run them all over his body. But she was too weakened to even lift her head, watching him through half lidded eyes as he climbed onto the bed and between her legs, spreading them with his thick thighs as he stared at her leaking pussy almost reverently.

"Can we take a break?" June asked weakly, when he began pushing his cum back inside with his fingers and he looked up at her, smiling a lopsided smile as he pulled her body closer to his, positioning his still hard cock at her dripping entrance.

"No." with that, he pushed back inside again, groaning as he closed his eyes in bliss.

June couldn't do much else but lie there, whimpering from being filled again and he opened his eyes to look at her as he began moving leisurely, leaning down to kiss her gently, running his tongue over her bottom lip until she opened up for him. This was decidedly different from before, much less fucking as it was gentle lovemaking and it confused her to no end, no matter how good it felt.

And it felt good, his slow strokes letting her feel every vein and ridge of his cock as it rubbed deliciously against her walls, making her whimper into the kiss. Breaking away from her lips, he leaned his forehead against hers much as she had done back in the living room, staring deeply into her eyes.

The intimacy of looking into his baby blues while he took her so gently made butterflies erupt in her stomach and with a low moan, she came for a fifth time, floating on a soft cloud instead of exploding like a rocket.

"You're so beautiful baby. So perfect. I'm going to worship you for the rest of your life, make you feel so good every day," he promised her throatily and she moaned in response, his praise and promises warming her in a way she faintly knew was bad but her mind was too far gone to truly care.

"You're mine June." There was an edge of darkness to his tone as he said this but his pace remained gentle as did his expression and despite herself, she reached up to touch his cheek, smiling dazedly.

"You know my name." her statement made him huff out a chuckle, the vibrations traveling through her entire body and she arched her back, moaning.

"Of course I know your name, doll. Your mine," he responded as if that would explain anything but June was coming again, just as slow and soft as before and he recaptured her lips in a lazy kiss, their tongues tangling with each other as he sped up incrementally, only a little, before she felt him twitch inside her, emptying himself into her convulsing pussy for the second time that day.

He kept kissing her for a while longer, running his large hands over her body as he kept pumping his hips lazily, fucking his seed deeper into her, not that it mattered. The thought made her break away from his lips as she turned her head, regret settling like lead in her stomach as realization set in.

She had given herself to him willingly, the thought of using her powers against him not even crossing her mind which was worrying in and of itself, her reason for coming here in the first place all but forgotten in her sick desire to feel him back inside her again.

Taking hold of her chin, he turned her head back again, searching her face before he suddenly rolled them around so she was lying on top of him, his cock still inside her. He held her down against him, one hand on her back, the other at the back of her head his chest rumbling beneath her as he spoke.

"I know you still have reservations about us, but you will have to overcome them sooner rather than later. As much as I would like to, I can't keep fucking the defiance out of you, I just don't have the time. And I would like to avoid having to hurt you doll. A husband shouldn't raise his hand against his wife." Her head snapped up so fast it gave her whiplash, a few strands of hair being ripped from her scalp since his hand had still been buried there but the pain didn't even register.

"Husband? What the fuck are you talking about?" June hissed, yelping when he suddenly grabbed her throat, his expression dangerously dark.

"Language June. And I'm talking about us getting married of course. In case you have forgotten, you're carrying my child. I won't let him or her get born out of wedlock. I thought that was obvious." She could hardly believe her ears, scoffing derisively as she pushed herself up, forgetting about the cock inside her pussy, her mind clouding over momentarily when the shift send tingles through her body.

"This isn't the fifties Rogers and I'm sure as shit not going to marry you, child or no child. You can take the damn thing once it's out and then leave me the fuck alone," she pressed out, having a hard time to concentrate as she straddled his lap, feeling him twitch inside her. Once again it didn't even occur to her to use her powers to get off of him, his hands on her hips holding her in place effortlessly and she bit back a moan when he thrust upward.

"You still haven't gotten it yet doll so I'll say it again. You're fucking mine, have been from the day I first fucked that tight sweet pussy of yours. I had no intention of letting you go again. The pregnancy is just a nice, unexpected bonus. So you better get used to it. And don't call me Rogers. It's Stevie for you." he didn't give her a chance to reply, moving her body atop of him while he pushed up into her, quite literally fucking the thoughts out of her mind.

There was no gentleness to it this time, it was clearly meant as a punishment, fast and hard with him basically using her as a flesh-light, her tits bouncing up and down as he maneuvered her body to his liking. And of course she enjoyed it because she was fucked in the head, supporting herself against his chest as she ground herself down on him, chasing her own high.

At this point she had to concede that no matter how angry he made her with his behavior towards her, she wanted him on a very primal level. Her lizard brain had clearly decided he was a good mating choice, being strong and dominant, able to protect her from the world.

That didn't mean she liked it any more because of that, even if she apparently couldn't get enough of his cock, already coming again with a shout of his name. Which he liked very much, moaning out her name like a prayer as he followed suit, pumping up into her relentlessly, his cum gushing out at the sides as he shot it into her pussy.

Whatever energy she had had left was entirely gone now and she slumped forward, resting her face against his chest as she tried catching her breath, wondering how he hadn't even broken a sweat yet when she was drenched from head to toe.

"I still hate you," June pointed out when she didn't feel like dying of a heart attack anymore and he hummed noncommittally, caressing her sweaty back. She was really tired after the physical extortion he had put her through once again and the slow up and down of his hand, paired with the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest lulled her into sleep.

She wasn't naked anymore when she woke up again, buried under a heavy blanket that smelled distinctly of a certain super soldier. As did the white shirt that had been put on her which fell down to almost her knees when she scrambled out of the bed. There was also a pair of men's briefs covering her privates and she felt a rush of gratitude that made her grit her teeth in annoyance at herself. Just because he had dressed her didn't mean she had to go feeling all warm and fuzzy about the guy.

It was still bright outside so she couldn't have slept more than a few hours at most but she felt surprisingly well rested for someone who had been fucked into oblivion earlier. In fact, there were no aches in her body like the last time this had happened and she pondered over this as she exited the bedroom in search for the man who had turned her life upside down.

June was a little surprised he hadn't been lying next to her, she would've figured he wouldn't let her out of his sight but then again, where would she go?

“Hello there sleepy head. How are you feeling?” The blonde super soldier greeted her from the open kitchen, preparing sandwiches by the looks of it and her stomach growled loudly upon seeing food, reminding her that she hadn't eaten anything today. Apparently he had heard it as well because he frowned at her, worry lines creasing his features.

“Hungry apparently. One of those for me?” She pointed at the sandwiches and he wordlessly pushed a plate towards her as she sat down at the kitchen island. Ravenous, she basically inhaled the entire thing in mere minutes and he placed another on her plate, watching her as she devoured that as well.

“We need to have you checked over by a doctor. There might be side effects from the serum,” he told her conversationally, biting into his own sandwich and June swallowed the bite in her mouth as she stared at him. She hadn't even thought about that, but it made sense of course. The serum was part of him and thus would be part of the baby as well and since mother and child were connected there was a distinct possibility of side effects.

“I have never been to a doctor before.” She had not meant to say that aloud and he shot her a surprised look, placing down the sandwich he had been holding.

“Not even when you were a child?” June gnawed on her bottom lip, contemplating him as she tried to decide how much she was willing to tell him about herself before she let out a sigh, pushing her plate away from herself, not feeling hungry anymore.

“I grew up in an orphanage and unless one was actually sick, there were no doctors visits for any of us. And I was never sick enough to warrant such a visit. When I discovered what I can do, I made sure that I wouldn't have to go to any checkup because I'm sure that whatever I am, a medical professional would've noticed,” she explained reluctantly.

“I see. And what exactly is it that you can do? Telekinesis of some kind?” Shaking her head, June averted her eyes, feeling weird to talk about this since she had never spoken about her powers with anyone.

“In an abstract sense. I can control gravity to a certain extent. I didn't lift your furniture so much as I reduced gravity around it and made it float. To be entirely honest, I'm not even sure what all I can do, I never honed my skills or anything because I didn't want to risk exposure.” She shrugged her shoulders, glancing up at him through her lashes to observe his reaction, unsure herself why it seemed important to her how he reacted.

He wasn't looking at her thought, staring off into the distance and she could see the wheels turning in his head as he digested her words before turning his baby blues on her, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled softly.

“If the doctor gives her ok, I'm sure we can find out what else you can do aside from letting things float. Our baby is going to be pretty powerful.” he chuckled at his own joke and June instinctively placed a hand over her stomach as she looked down at it with a frown. It still seemed surreal to her that she was pregnant and she still wasn't sure how to feel about the whole thing, not only the baby but him as well and had inability to say no to him.