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You shouldn’t be doing this.
Omegas in heat were supposed to stay quarantined in their rooms, for their own sake and everyone else’s, not sneaking around the compound barefoot and barely clothed.
Lucky for you, very few people were hanging around today (most of them off-duty or away on missions) so it was unlikely you would have any awkward run-ins.
Still, you hurried, knowing if you were to be caught doing what you were doing, you’d be in deep trouble. You knew it was wrong. It was breaking and entering. A complete violation of privacy. Not to mention theft.
But you were desperate.
When you finally reached your destination, you tapped out the memorized passcode onto the door panel as fast as you could. The moment you were granted access, you slipped inside, barely sparing a second glance behind you. You were quick to turn on the lights once the door closed behind you.
You took a deep breath, relieved to have gotten this far without trouble, but you quickly came to regret it, because all you’ve done really is inhale a lungful of the intoxicating alpha’s scent and made matters worse for yourself.
You have got to be the stupidest omega alive, breaking into Captain Carter’s quarters like this when you’ve just gone into heat.
As you pushed away from the door, you did your best not to stare at her large, inviting bed. The sight of it alone made you want nothing more than to tear off your clothes, crawl in between those lovely sheets perfumed with the alpha’s scent and masturbate like crazy. But that wasn’t what you came here to do. You shook your head as you turned your back and approached her dresser, attempting to clear your mind of muddled, heat-brain thoughts.
You weren’t about to risk being caught. Not when you’ve gotten this far.
You began pulling open drawers. You just needed something, anything, with her scent to get through this. She probably wouldn’t miss anything here, hardly ever being out of uniform as she was, but you nevertheless ventured to the bottom of the pile as a precaution. You pulled out a neatly folded sweater that looked soft and comfortable.
You brought the fabric up to your nose and breathed her in. In spite of the fact that it hadn’t been worn recently, it still smelt plenty like her. You closed the drawer, your prize secured. The alpha was currently away on mission, which meant she would be gone for days, if not weeks, which would give you plenty of time to have the sweater washed and back here before she even knew it was even—
“Lose something, agent?”
You startled and whipped around. Absolute mortification washed over you as you found yourself staring at the woman herself. Peggy Carter.
You gulped. Then watched as one of those perfectly arched eyebrows lifted just a little, patiently awaiting your explanation.
“I am so sorry, I just,” you stammered, full of embarrassment and panic. You wanted to flee but there was no getting around the magnificent super soldier who blocked the only exit.
When Peggy reached behind her to remove the shield from her back, you instinctively backed up. You had only ever seen her reach for her shield when she planned on using it against someone and you did not wish to be that someone. You know you were not her favorite person.
Some time ago, Fury had assigned you to watch over Captain Carter as she reacclimated to the world. It was agreed that you would pretend to be a waitress at a small diner she had taken a liking to so she would be none the wiser. The ruse had worked for a while. But, of course, the truth always has a way of getting out, despite your best efforts, and the Captain did not take your deception well. Whatever friendship you had been building together was promptly destroyed. These days she could barely stand to look at you.
If you were being honest, the loss still devastated you. Getting over an alpha like Peggy Carter was no easy task. Especially considering, from the moment you laid eyes on her, you knew she was meant to be your alpha.
These days you would give anything for her to smile at you like she once did, even if meant she never reciprocated your deeper feelings.
“Easy, little one.” Peggy’s eyes softened when she caught your fearful reaction. “I mean you no harm.” Her eyes tracked the sweater still in your hands. “You’re welcome to keep it. If it will help you.”
You said nothing, simply watched as she propped the shield up by the door and began to walk forward, reminding you of just how tall and imposing she was. Your heart-rate quickened, and not necessarily out of fear.
“You’re supposed to be on mission.” You finally managed.
“That was the plan, yes.” Peggy confirmed. “But Captain Rambeau took one whiff of me and forbade my so-called “stank ass” from stepping one foot on her jet.” Your lips quirked with a small smile. That sounded like Maria. She seemed to be the only one around here not afraid of challenging the legendary Captain Carter. “An unfortunate side-effect of the serum I took is that my ruts are highly irregular. They hit hard and fast, with little to no warning. It’s terribly inconvenient.”
Admittedly, you only heard about a third of what she said, too busy watching the way those smoldering eyes unconsciously roved your body as she spoke, the way she wet her lips between sentences. You shifted awkwardly, feeling as though the Captain could tell you weren’t wearing anything beneath your dress. You’d been in such a hurry earlier. You had thrown on the first piece of clothing that didn’t feel suffocating against your overheated skin and then set out to find any item with Peggy’s scent to ease your suffering. You hadn’t even bothered to put shoes on.
Now you wished you’d just stayed in your room. Being in an enclosed space with not only an alpha, but a rutting alpha, was only exacerbating your heat symptoms. You pressed your thighs together; certain you were going to start making a mess of the floor if you didn’t. God, you were so slick.
Peggy cleared her throat uncomfortably, as if sensing your train of thought. Or maybe she could just smell you. The latter was probably more likely, you thought. “If you’d like I can escort you back to the safety of your room or…”
Her hands unconsciously moved to adjust her belt and your heart began pounding like crazy, your eyes tracking her movement. You looked up at her, carefully. You didn’t want to seem presumptuous, but you couldn’t help being hopeful. That bulge she sported could be seen from space. “Or...?”
“Or you can stay here with me and we can take care of each other. Put each other out of our misery.”
For a moment, you just blinked.
You never would have dreamt Captain Carter would ever propose such a thing, but especially now, given how badly things ended with you and her unyielding professionalism. If you were in a better state of mind, you would have questioned it more, but as of right now you didn’t care for an explanation. Her scent had you weak in the knees and oh so desperate for your alpha. If she was propositioning you like this, then maybe she was just as desperate too.
Peggy tentatively stepped closer. “Would you like that?”
You snapped out of your daze and lifted your head. You found her eyes dark and hungry. She looked like an animal ready to pounce.
You nodded eagerly as Peggy closed the distance between you. Your breath caught when she raised a hand and swept her thumb across your bottom lip. “Use your words, darling. Let me hear you.”
You shuddered when that accented voice dropped to a seductive whisper.
“Yes, Alpha.”
“Good girl.”
It's a miracle your legs didn't give out on you right then and there.
Peggy wasted no time. She grabbed your neck and pulled you in for a deep and dirty kiss that left no doubt in your mind of how good she was going to fuck you. You gasped into her mouth, surprised at how hot she was, temperature wise. Even after her fingers left your neck, you could feel the imprint of them like a brand.
Without breaking your kiss, Peggy suddenly bent down, grabbed at the back of your thighs and lifted you up with ease. Your pulse jumped at the casual display of strength, prompting you to squeeze your legs around her hips.
She carried you over to the small bench at the foot of her bed and sat down on it with you settled in her lap. You kissed each other over and over like you both were certain you would never get the chance to do so again. Your grip on her shoulders tightened when you felt her hand find its way under your dress and begin sliding up your thigh. She had her fingerless gloves on, and you could barely stifle your gasp at the dual sensation of calloused fingertips and rough leather sliding across your sensitive skin.
When her hand reached the curve of your ass, you watched her eyebrow rise higher when she realized you were completely bare beneath your dress.
“I think you forgot something when you dressed this morning, little one.”
You shook your head, fighting a furious blush as both her hands found your ass cheeks, kneading and caressing possessively. Apparently, the Captain was an ass girl. “I usually don’t…not when I’m in heat…they only ever get ruined...” You inhaled sharply when Peggy delivered a playful yet stinging slap to your left cheek, causing your hips to buck into hers. The sudden friction of your clit against the rough material of her uniform had you seeing stars.
“Oh.”
You couldn't help yourself. You began rubbing yourself against her growing hardness, the sensation too delicious to ignore.
“Needy little thing,” Peggy murmured with amusement, drawing a hand back and dipping it between your legs. “You know, you would be wise to think twice about walking around so bare and slicked up around the compound. You bend over and any alpha could just slip inside.”
Your gasp turned to a moan when Peggy’s two long fingers did just that, sinking into you with ease. You had to steady yourself against her shoulders. “So wet,” she teased, her fingers moving languidly, sliding in and out of you without much resistance. “I bet you can hardly feel me.”
She looked up at you through hooded eyes, a wicked smile playing across her lips as she swiped a thumb over your swollen clit.
You could hardly think, let alone formulate a response with Peggy teasing you so intimately. You bit down on your lip, Peggy’s fingers curling and rubbing at exactly the right spot while her thumb periodically brushed against your clit. “I wouldn’t say that.”
Peggy worked her hand between your legs for several moments, murmuring her approval at every little noise you made for her. Your eyelashes fluttered with each masterful stroke of her fingers. She knew exactly how to touch a woman. “Take off your dress.” She commanded, right in your ear, and you pulled back to find wild brown eyes burning at sight of your now taut nipples poking against the thin fabric of your sundress, teasing her. “I can’t go another moment without you in my mouth.”
You swallowed and nodded, hurrying to comply. You quickly reached behind yourself and pulled down the zipper, then grabbed the hem of your dress and pulled it up overhead, casting it aside.
Your dress no sooner hit the floor than Peggy descended on your chest, sucking bruising kisses into your delicate skin, leaving smears of her lipstick behind. Your fingers threaded themselves into her thick hair, intent on keeping her right where she was, while your hips rocked against her unrelenting fingers once more.
“Peggy,” you whined as she suckled hard. Your nipples had always been extra sensitive during your heat, and the attention she was currently lavishing on them was fast approaching too much. You had to distract her.
You stroked her arm, squeezing her massive bicep, and tugged at the fabric of her uniform, hoping the fully clothed alpha would get the message. You didn’t like being so vulnerable and exposed when she wasn’t. “Can you…?” You choked on the rest of your words, Peggy choosing that moment to massage your clit in tight circles.
“That would require me to stop what I’m doing.” she murmured, mouthing kisses around your breasts. “And I quite like what I’m doing.” She sucked your nipple into her mouth again, then released you with audible pop, her sparkling eyes watching you all the while. “You quite like it too.”
“I want to feel you.” You whispered feebly.
“Oh, darling, I’ll make sure you feel me.” Her fingers doubled their speed, a feat you didn’t think possible, and with one final swipe of her thumb over your clit, you were a goner. Peggy smiled as you cried out and collapsed into her, your body shaking from the after effects of your climax.
Peggy waited for your body to calm down before retracting her hand. With your cheek resting against her shoulder, you watched in a daze as she brought her wrist up to her mouth and pulled off her ruined glove with her teeth before slowly licking her fingers clean. Her dark, dilated eyes stared at you all the while, making your body clench with renewed need.
Before she could take off her other glove, you grabbed hold of her wrist and did it for her, all but tearing it off with your teeth to then begin hungrily sucking her bare fingers into your mouth. You moaned at the taste of yourself.
Peggy stood up without warning, taking you with her before setting you back down on your feet. You wobbled into her, your legs like jelly from the orgasm, and found yourself clutching at her biceps again. God how you wanted to feel the heat of her bare skin against you.
Emboldened by the hormones, you rose up on your toes, boldly chasing her kiss, but Peggy decided to torture you, defiantly raising her chin to make herself completely out reach. Huffing in response to the frustratingly tall alpha's smug smile, you lowered your heels and decided to settle on what was right in front of you.
Peggy moaned in surprise when you began kissing across her clothed chest, right over the union jack, and cupped her breasts through the fabric. “Little minx,” she rumbled.
She let you tease her for a few moments, then her hand came to your shoulder and began applying gentle pressure there, encouraging you down to your knees.
(Not that you needed any encouragement).
Once on your knees, you couldn’t stop your eager hands from sliding up those powerful thighs and reaching for her belt. That is until you caught Peggy's gaze and noticed her raised eyebrow, effectively stopping you in your tracks. Your hands returned to their previous position and you watched with rapt attention as she began undoing her belt herself.
When she finally pulled herself free, you found yourself unable to avert your eyes, your mouth hanging open in awe. You’ve never seen girth like that in real life, only on toys - and admittedly not on any toys you were brave enough to try. Until today.
Swallowing thickly, you wet your lips in anticipation as she fisted her erection in front of you, lazily gliding her hand along her length. You couldn't help but notice that her own fingers failed to wrap around the circumference. Precum leaked from the swollen head and with your eyes locked on Peggy, you leaned forward and gave her a tentative lick, lapping up the pearly substance with your tongue.
“Good girl – fuck!” Peggy swore when your lips abruptly wrapped around her cockhead. Your heat had you too impatient to bother with drawing things out. You began to suck her off as enthusiastically as you knew how. Peggy's eyes fell shut when you rolled your tongue around her fat head, teasing her slit, then pulled her out of your mouth so you could start licking her up and down, paying extra attention to those inches near her knot that you weren’t confident were going to fit into your mouth.
Peggy panted like a race horse. She couldn’t take your teasing. Not that you were trying to tease her, really. Her fingers suddenly wrapped themselves in your hair and in one fluid motion, she propped her leg up on the bench for stability and drove her hips forward so more of her cock disappeared down your throat.
She hissed through clenched teeth. “Oh Christ…love, you feel divine.” You moaned around her length, preening on the inside at the term of endearment. Even if it was only said in the heat of the moment, you’d hold onto it for as long as you lived.
You hollowed out your mouth then, content to let her use you to get off. And use you Peggy did.
Her restraint went out the window as soon as she realized you could handle it, fucking your throat with the urgency of a rutting alpha. It made you wonder how many omegas she’s been with during her ruts since arriving in the 21st century. Or if there had been any at all. Peggy had always been notoriously tight lipped about her personal life and you never seemed to smell any omega on her.
You heard the hitch in her breathing, then felt the falter of her pace. “Darling, I’m close—” She said it as a warning, to give you a chance to pull away, but you simply bobbed your head faster. It didn’t matter how many omegas she had or hadn’t been with, you were determined to make her come harder than anyone of them. You waited for just the right moment when her cock swelled with her impending release, then wrapped your hand around the base of her knot and squeezed.
“Bloody Nora!” Peggy shouted.
In spite of your full mouth, you felt your brow furrow slightly.
Who was Nora?
Peggy noticed your confusion. “It’s a common expression from back home.” she groaned, pumping her hips, helplessly spilling down your throat. “Oh, please don’t look at me like that. Like you find me endearing. Not when you…” Her gaze flitted down, wordlessly indicating to the indelicate position you were in.
You swallowed down as much of her release as you could but there was just too much for you. You pulled back breathlessly, fighting a pleased smile. “Yes, Captain.”
Peggy's eyes flashed. She clearly liked you using her title. She leaned over you then, you still on your knees, and gripped your chin between her fingers, pulling you in for a slow and heady kiss, tasting herself on you. As she pulled away, she dragged your bottom lip between her teeth, then soothed the sting over with her tongue. You blinked up at her in a daze as she released your chin and straightened up, feeling absolutely intoxicated by her alpha pheromones.
“Get on the bed, lovely.”
Another endearment that sent you scrambling to present yourself on your hands and knees for her. A hand came to press down on your back, forcing you onto your stomach. You glanced at her over your shoulder, unsure for a moment, but did as she asked. You relaxed on the bed as Peggy settled behind you, her large hands splayed across the backs of your thighs, easily parting your legs open the rest of the way.
That’s when you felt her tongue.
“Oh,” You attempted to sit up out of instinct, but Peggy kept you down with a firm hand to your back. You moaned helplessly, shifting as her sinfully skilled tongue lapped at your folds then dragged toward your entrance. You bit back a gasp against the dual sensation of Peggy tongue fucking you and your own squirming making your aching clit rub deliciously against the bedspread. “Peggy, please.”
You weren’t sure if you were begging her for more or to stop but Peggy seemed to take your pleading in favor of the latter. You looked over your shoulder when you felt her stop and found her cocking an eyebrow at you.
“You sounded like you want me to stop. Is that it?”
It was, but it wasn’t. You wanted to come, not be teased. You wanted her cock inside you, breeding you already but for whatever reason you couldn’t get the words out.
Peggy smirked at your silence. “Didn’t think so.”
And with that, she went back to using that talented tongue of hers on you in the most wicked ways. Your head dropped back against the bed and you bit down on your lip for dear life, the sound of Peggy’s noisy ministrations threatening to undo you just as much as the sensations themselves. She moaned like you were the best thing she’s ever tasted.
You yelped suddenly when she sucked on your swollen clit and white hot pleasure coursed through you, sending you into the tumbling abyss of another orgasm. Your body slumped with fatigue when you finished riding out the waves. You felt as though you’d just ran a marathon.
Peggy groaned against you, the vibrations making you whimper with hypersensitivity. You could hear the wet friction of her hand pumping her cock up and down. As exhausted as you currently were, you knew Peggy was only getting started. You could only imagine what it was going to take to fully satiate the rutting alpha.
A gentle slap came to your rear and you found yourself being rolled onto your back. You stared at the ceiling for a breathless moment then glanced down in time to find Peggy watching you as she wiped her chin clean with the back of her hand. "Feel better?" she inquired.
You nodded automatically at first, but then as you thought about it longer, you felt your head start to shake in the negative. Getting off had felt good in the moment but it wasn't nearly enough.
The bed creaked as Peggy shifted up the bed to settle between your legs. She leaned over you, her long hair curtaining your face as she took her time kissing you while her hands slid down your body, taking hold of your thighs and wrapping them around her. "Don't worry, little one. I've got what you need."
You squirmed with anticipation when her blunt cockhead brushed against you. Suddenly your body was raring to go again.
You watched Peggy take hold of herself and align with your entrance. Her eyes sought yours for your approval before going any further. You nodded quickly, eyeing her girth one last time before adding, “Just go slow at first, okay? Please?”
Peggy did as you asked without question and began to carefully ease herself in, spreading you wide open inch by agonizing inch.
Your eyes pinched shut at the stretch.
Peggy stared down at you in concern, missing nothing. “Do you want me to stop?”
You shook your head quickly, determined to breathe through the pain. “I’ve wanted this for so long.”
“So have I.” Peggy quietly revealed, watching you intently before attempting to move her hips with shallow, controlled thrusts. “God, when I caught your scent for the first time, I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. Thought you were the most delectable little omega I’d ever encountered.”
Your eyelashes fluttered as your initial discomfort began to melt away, transforming into something far more pleasurable. “Yeah?”
Peggy nodded and leaned forward, her warm breath tickling the shell of your ear. “You have no idea the amount of times I’ve come this close to bending you over the nearest surface and just ravishing you.”
“Oh.” Your breath caught just as hers did, that mental image causing your muscles to relax enough to allow Peggy to sink deeper and bottom out.
“I always fantasized about you taking me at the diner where we met,” you confessed, panting now that she filled you completely and moved with more assured strokes. “Whenever I'd have to close and you'd stay with me so you could walk me home after, I'd imagine you laying me across your favorite table. You wouldn’t even strip me naked, you’d just shove my panties aside and fuck!” With eyes burning with desire, Peggy unceremoniously pulled out of you and propped your legs up on her broad shoulders.
Whatever embarrassment you felt at this exposing new position quickly dissipated the moment Peggy slid back home and began to pound away. “Darling, you can’t just tell me things like that when I’m already worked up like this.”
“Sorry,” you croaked, though secretly pleased. Your hands grasped at the sheets for purchase while Peggy took you hard and fast, her every thrust making the headboard knock against the wall and the bed groan in protest.
“Such a good girl,” she complimented, and you blushed at the lewd sounds of your slicked cunt being plundered by her thick cock reverberating loudly across the room, her heavy ball sack clapping against your skin. “Look at you, taking me so well.”
Peggy singing your praises while repeatedly hitting your sweet spot had the coil in your belly winding tighter and tighter. You could barely breathe. “Peggy, s’close. Please.”
“I’ve got you, darling.” Peggy crooned. “Don’t you worry, I’ve got you.” She shifted her weight and snuck a hand between your bodies, rubbing your throbbing clit while maintaining her pace. You cried out as your body completely tensed, that extra stimulation sending you right over the edge.
Peggy hissed as your walls clamped down around her cock. “Yes, that’s a good girl.” Her hips never faltered, your slickness enabling her to continue fucking you through your orgasm. “Come for me.”
Your shuddered and writhed uncontrollably, hot tears blurring your vision from the ecstasy of it all. You thought you’d known what an intense orgasm from her felt like but this one was leaps and bounds ahead of your last ones. The only thing that was missing was Peggy giving you her knot and filling you to the brim.
But the moment never came. Instead, Peggy actually had the nerve to pull out of you, leaving you momentarily devastated as your aching cunt was suddenly left clenching around nothing.
Next thing you knew, she had you on your hands and knees.
How easily she could just flip you around, manhandling you to her whim, had you beside yourself with fresh arousal. You moaned at the feeling of Peggy taking command of your hips and pulling you flush together.
When her hips drew back, her slicked up cock glided between your ass cheeks, teasing the entrance of your other hole. You’ve never been bold enough to consider doing that, but right now you were just so desperate to be filled again, you found yourself pushing back against her, not caring in the least where she wound up.
“Want that, do you?” Peggy taunted, slapping your ass cheek and gripping it none too kindly. “One hole at a time, darling.” She lined herself back up, then sank her blunt head back into your weeping cunt. “Let me breed you properly first.”
“Please,” you cried. You were more than ready for her.
Or so you thought.
Your upper body strength (or lack thereof) proved to be no match for her increasingly powerful thrusts. In no time at all, your arms buckled from under you. Not that it stopped Peggy by any means. When your body folded, she simply nudged your knees apart until your legs were spread out completely on the bed. She held you up by your hips and rutted you into the mattress like a woman possessed.
You absolutely loved it.
Peggy snapped her hips at an inhuman pace, her full knot pushing and pressing up against your entrance with every thrust, teasing you with what was soon to come.
“Fuck,” she chanted, over and over, desperately chasing her own release now. Your heartbeat thundered in your ears. She had you fast approaching another orgasm and you could feel by her increasingly sloppy thrusts that she was close too.
Your vision swam as she suddenly stretched you to your absolute limit.
Peggy roared in triumph when her knot finally popped inside you. She jogged her hips with fruitless attempts to secure her heavy spurts of seed as deep inside you as possible, then sank her teeth into the side of your neck, sealing your mating with a bite. You sobbed with satisfaction from finally receiving your alpha’s knot and claim. It was all you ever wanted.
Peggy slumped against you for a breathless moment, hot and heavy, but gathered herself before her full weight could truly hurt you. “Gonna roll us on our side, little one,” she murmured, squeezing your hip, “So we can be more comfortable.”
Barely coherent, you nodded and whimpered at the slight pull changing your positions caused. You knew you had a while before her knot deflated and she stopped spilling her seed, so you relaxed against her, your back against her front, enjoying the steady pulse of her release and Peggy affectionately nuzzling the crook of your neck, ghosting kisses across the tender skin of your claim mark.
“Peggy?”
“Hmm?”
You hated the idea of doing anything to disrupt the calm that had settled over you two, but you knew you had to take advantage of this opportunity before your hormones inevitably flared up again and talking became the last thing on your minds.
“I’m sorry I lied to you before.”
Peggy paused for a moment. “You were just doing your job, darling,” she murmured, “If anyone should be apologizing it should be me, I should have been more understanding. I shouldn’t have shut you out as I did.” She kissed the side of your head and wrapped her arm around you, holding you close. “It’s a mistake I won’t be making twice.”
“Does this mean you’re my alpha now?” You dared not assume.
“Darling, I’ve always been your alpha." Peggy kissed you again. “From the moment we laid eyes on one another.”
You sighed against her. “When this heat passes, I have to thank Maria.”
Peggy’s head shot off the bed as she scoffed loudly in offense. “Thank Maria?”
It definitely wasn’t smart of you to mention another alpha while currently tied to your own and you paid the price as Peggy’s hips inadvertently bucked forward.
Despite the twinge of pain, you couldn’t help but smile at Peggy’s apparent incredulity.
“Thank her for not letting you go on the mission today,” you clarified. You reached down and covered the hand on your belly with yours, threading your fingers together and giving hers a reassuring squeeze. About as much affection as you could manage in your current position. “Who knows how long it would have taken us to get here otherwise.”
“We would have gotten here just fine on our own.” Peggy grumbled stubbornly. She rolled her hips, instinctively trying to reassert her claim despite already being firmly tied to you. “If there’s any alpha you should be thanking it’s me.”
You groaned. Now that you were a little more clear-headed, you could feel the discomfort from the areas where her uniform had made repeated contact with your skin and rubbed you raw. “I’ll thank you all you want as soon as you take off your uniform.”
You heard Peggy's smile. “Sounds like a plan.”
You laid together, comfortably dozing, until Peggy's knot finally shrank. To your dismay, Peggy wasted no time leaving the bed as soon as she was able to. The loss of her presence so suddenly after your mating admittedly left you feeling vulnerable and unwanted. But then you noticed what exactly she was doing. She had walked around the side of the bed and opened up a compartment - a mini fridge - that seamlessly blended into the furniture. You watched her grab a water bottle and pass it to you.
“Drink,” she commanded.
You were so thirsty you didn’t need to be told twice. You guzzled down half the bottle in one go, choking near the end as Peggy took your respite as an opportunity to finally begin removing her clothing. You wiped your chin with the back of your hand, suddenly breathless for a whole other reason.
Captain Carter was already quite the sight with her mussed hair, her smeared lipstick, and her slick shaft jutting out from the front of her come stained pants, but when she pulled off her uniform top, leaving her in her black sports bra, she was an absolute vision. Her stomach was a solid wall of muscle that you desperately wanted to rub yourself on.
You blindly set your water bottle on the edge of the nightstand, too busy watching as she carded her fingers through her long hair, sweeping her tresses over to one side, before peeling off her pants and underwear rest of the way and swiftly kicking them aside.
Your breath caught with anticipation when she met your gaze and reached for edge of her bra, pulling it off in one fluid motion and revealing her beautiful, ample chest in all its glory.
In that moment you were pretty sure you completely stopped breathing altogether.
You did your best to school your expression into something beyond blatant ogling, but you were pretty certain you were failing miserably, if the twinkle of amusement in Peggy’s eyes were any indication. In your defense, her uniform did an incredible job of concealing what truly lay beneath.
She returned to the bed as bare as you were, her heavy cock bobbing with each step.
“You look like a codfish.” She teased, cupping your chin and closing your mouth with a finger. She carefully straddled you, mindful not to crush you. You squirmed beneath her, delighted to be suddenly trapped beneath such powerful thighs.
She leaned forward and pushed her chest into your face, teasing you. Your neck immediately craned off the bed, straining for a taste, but your bottom lip no sooner grazed her nipple before she pulled away with a wicked laugh.
To your disappointment, she shifted off of you and settled beside you, choosing to lounge on her side instead. She smirked at your fixation. “I think it’s time for you to put that pretty little mouth back to good use, hmm?” She propped her head up with her hand and you immediately scooched forward, all but latching your lips onto her nipple, unable to stop yourself.
“Such an eager little mouth,” she hummed appreciatively, the hand that wasn’t propping up her own head finding the back of your scalp, ensuring you stayed right where you were, “Doesn’t matter if it’s my cock or my tits.”
While your mouth attended to her, your free hand skimmed up her side until you found her other breast, where you gently cupped and massaged her, your thumb teasing around her nipple.
When she stretched away enough to disrupt your ministrations, you were too preoccupied to think too much about it and simply latched onto her other breast. But then you heard her reach into the nightstand and felt her set something down on the bed.
Before you could question it, she tugged you impossibly close to her, hiking your leg over hers. Next thing you knew, you heard the telltale sound of a squeeze cap being popped off, followed by a small squirt of liquid. You gasped in shock when her lubed up finger slid between your cheeks. Peggy Carter certainly was far from the prude that everyone seemed to assume she was.
You squirmed when she started to smear the gel around your hole and moaned into her breast, thoroughly enjoying the new stimulation. Before long she was shallowly fucking your ass, getting you ready for her cock no doubt.
Well, you could get her ready too.
You found the bottle of lube and quickly uncapped the lid, squeezing a generous amount into the palm of your hand. While she added a second finger inside you, you slid your hand between your bodies and found her neglected cock.
Peggy’s hips jerked forward. “Christ, yes,” she groaned as your lips latched back onto her nipple and your hand began to pump her swollen shaft in unison. You were determined to make her come first.
But Peggy had other ideas. At first squeeze of her knot, her hand suddenly left you and wrapped around your wrist, effectively stopping you. “That’s enough, love.”
You pulled away from her chest, a little disappointed, but still somewhat pleased to see her nipples now swollen and slick from all your attention. You met her gaze. “I thought you wanted me to thank my alpha.”
“Oh, you will.” She assured confidently.
Peggy moved to sit up, propping herself up back against the pillows. She parted her legs and you didn’t hesitate to straddle her lap. Together you got yourselves in position. You held onto Peggy’s shoulders as she lined herself up, then slowly eased yourself down on her cock. You breathed slowly as your body adjusted to the stretch. If it weren’t for your heat, you doubted you’d be brave enough to take her size like this. “Alright, darling?” Peggy whispered, her voice coming out strained as she squeezed your ass in lieu of fucking it like she wanted before you were ready.
You bit your lip and wordlessly nodded, then tentatively eased yourself up and down a few inches. You felt discomfort but it wasn’t anything you couldn’t handle. Having her inside you felt so good.
Peggy’s head briefly lolled back against the headboard, exposing that kissable throat. Seeing how much pleasure you brought her excited you like no other. Before you knew it, you were rolling your hips back against her quite enthusiastically.
Peggy’s head fell forward and her dark eyes glinted as she watched you. “Oh, you like this, do you? You dirty girl.” You whimpered and nodded, tightening your grip on her shoulders as she held your hips and began to bounce you on her cock like you weighed nothing at all.
In no time you both had worked up a sweat again, grinding and fucking like it was all you were made to do. Peggy smeared slick kisses all along your neck while her hands moved from your hips to grab fistfuls of your rear, guiding your movements. Your own hands roamed as well, squeezing and stroking her glistening muscles, rubbing her chest and pinching her nipples.
Peggy came first, jogging her hips and emptying herself inside you with a guttural groan, and you were right there with her, coming so hard that you nearly blacked out. You collapsed face first into her cleavage, your body absolutely spent.
“You alright?”
You nodded against her, only barely biting back a whine when Peggy took your response as confirmation to lift you off of her and lay you back down on the bed, depriving you of curling up against her warm body.
“Pouty little omega,” she teased, covering your body with her own, “What ever will I do with you?” She brushed the hair out of your face, her smile tender as she leaned down and kissed you, sweet and slow.
You would have been content to stay there, basking in Peggy’s unhurried affection, had you not suddenly become very conscious of the fact that you were starting to make a mess of the sheets again now that Peggy wasn’t inside you, locking in her seed. You pushed Peggy back, to her confusion, and scooched toward the edge of the bed. “I need a shower,” you admitted with slight embarrassment.
Peggy murmured her agreement and got off the bed too. When she noticed your legs buckle as you attempted to walk, she simply scooped you up in her strong arms. Your legs wrapped around her waist and your head came to rest on her shoulder as she carried you to the bathroom. With every step, you felt her stiff cock brush against you. It wasn’t until she set you down that you got your confirmation. Despite coming several times, the super soldier hadn’t softened in the slightest.
Your head shook in awe. “You could do this all day, couldn’t you?”
Peggy took hold of your hips, a wry smile on her lips as she proceeded to back you toward the shower.
“Something like that.”