[ It's not like Steve thought he'd get through living here without a shirt being sacrificed in some way. Though he does like that it's in this manner. It's actually more than a little arousing when he hears the threading tear and the button hit the floor. A soft ting that echoes through his superhuman hearing. To have a woman exhibit this sort of need for him. It's kind of a new thing really. To have this sort of reaction from someone really. She grabs at Steve in such a way that he's not even sure he's used to. In the times he has been with Sara it's never quite been like this.
But she's not wrong. Though he imagines that the news sort of created that image for him when he was just starting out. Captain America. The symbol of patriotism. Values. Wholesome ideas. Only Steve has never been about that. Not exactly. The only thing Steve ever really wanted was to help people. To put an end to the bullies that were stomping across the world. There's a reason he grabbed a shield to start out. He's no stranger to guns and how to use them, but Steve's always been about protecting. Standing up. Sometimes that means you need to get a little rough. To stop being polite for half a second.
The fact that she prompts him to do it is really all that Steve needs right now. Because before he can even process if this is wise he grabs the front of her top by the neckline and he pulls. The fabric splitting down the middle to make a jagged line. There's a darker look in his eyes as he pushes the fabric to the side to touch her bare sides now. He uses his grip there to haul her forward and into his lap entirely. ]
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But she's not wrong. Though he imagines that the news sort of created that image for him when he was just starting out. Captain America. The symbol of patriotism. Values. Wholesome ideas. Only Steve has never been about that. Not exactly. The only thing Steve ever really wanted was to help people. To put an end to the bullies that were stomping across the world. There's a reason he grabbed a shield to start out. He's no stranger to guns and how to use them, but Steve's always been about protecting. Standing up. Sometimes that means you need to get a little rough. To stop being polite for half a second.
The fact that she prompts him to do it is really all that Steve needs right now. Because before he can even process if this is wise he grabs the front of her top by the neckline and he pulls. The fabric splitting down the middle to make a jagged line. There's a darker look in his eyes as he pushes the fabric to the side to touch her bare sides now. He uses his grip there to haul her forward and into his lap entirely. ]