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Make a Move

MAKE A MOVE

Here's the thing: this person is completely, totally, absolutely into you. You're into them, admit it or not. And the icing on the cake? This, right now, is the moment. Whether there's romance in the air on a perfect date or it's an uncomfortably inappropriate time and place, you know there will never be an opportunity like this again. There's sparks. There's a connection. They're giving you A Look that melts your heart.

All you have to do is make a move.

You can do that, right?

...right? You're not too stubborn or too shy to do so, are you? This is your shot! But -

wait. Oh no. Are you the kind of idiot who can't take a hint even if there are blaring neon arrows pointing you in the right direction? Hopefully, fingers crossed, you aren't. Because, like we said, you have to seize this once in a lifetime opportunity.

No one likes to have to kick themselves down the road for not taking a chance, after all.

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[Her hands wandered. She stroked his neck, played with his hair, smoothed apologetically over the bruises she'd left (absently wondered if they'd already healed). But then she let her hands slip down, beneath his arms, to his back, to his sides, thumbs tracing the edges of his abs, up to his pecs. Around again, and in one smooth move down his back, following that curve she admired.

He was so good to touch, easy to explore. It might not have been an intended consequence of the serum, but it left her wondering if someone, at any point along the line, had thought about it.

She kind of hoped they hadn't. This was too good to have been considered so clinically by military science.]

[He hadn't had a chance to ask anyone about that. The only people that had seen him had generally been medical personnel, outside of the initial change. There'd certainly been a look from Peggy, but... well. That was a lifetime or two ago, and she'd lived hers without him.

He had an amazing woman in a private little cave in a private little island all to himself. Someone who was competent and who was interested in him and all his awkwardness. And who seemed to really like touching him -- which was only fair since his hands couldn't stop finding places on her he liked best.]

[Sips of air had kept her going so far, but eventually, she actually had to take a breath. A breath that was more of a few moments to pant for air while she looked at him, smiling, and saw that his lips were just slightly swollen from all of the attention.

Hers, she thought, must be, too. She liked the thought.

But there was something else on her mind. Something her eyes flicked a glance toward before she looked up at him again and asked--]

Can I touch you?

Isn't that what you've been doi--

[The specifics of what she was asking filtered in past the haze of pleasure and he felt the pink warm his cheeks.]

Oh. Yes. Please. I'd... Yes, please.

[She kissed his cheek. And then--

Then she watched her own hand slide down from his side to his hip, her fingers trailing across his skin until she was wrapping them, slow and gentle, around his cock.

The skin was softer than she expected, and hotter. And yet, beneath it, she could feel the hard muscle. It was unlike anything she'd ever touched before, and she was quickly discovering that she had a lot to learn - and she wanted every single lesson.]

Oh. That feels so...

[He was trying to watch, but if he thought that the touch of her hand on him over his trunks was amazing, the feel of him against his bare skin was... yeah. He throbbed in her grip, cock twitching a little as he flexed without thinking about it, a small noise leaving him as his hand moved up into her hair.]

You-- are going to drive me crazy, Kara.

It's soft and hard and hot at the same time. It's amazing.

[She looked up at him, smiling in wonder before she leaned up to kiss him, her hand giving him a slow stroke as she did. She did want him inside her, but she wanted to touch him first, and hear him make those noises he'd coaxed out of her.]

[He was already halfway to making those noises, breathy little groans leaving him before her mouth covered his. And because she was making him feel so... electrically pleasured, he felt it only fair to do the same. So as she stroked him, his free hand would come up to cup one of her breasts, kneading lightly.

She had amazing breasts. Had he said that? It bore repeating.]

[She couldn't keep herself from moaning - and then from breaking the kiss to steal a breath.]

You can touch me, too. If you want to.

[She'd not told him that yet, had she? Well, at least she had now. Quite the thing to overlook.]

God, yes, I want to.

[His hands were everywhere on her, her shoulders, her breasts, down to her hips. One went around to her ass, which he'd decided he very much liked. In the suit. In the bikini. And all by itself. It was a very nice ass.]

[The attention to her ass, to her breasts, to so much of her skin... Her hips moved toward him, instinct leading the way - and the fact that it happened to press her wetness against his leg was coincidence. A coincidence she liked, though, and repeated without thinking as her hand stroked him in time.]

[He groaned then, feeling that slick glide of her sex against his leg, his hands moving down to her ass to grip with both of them to pull her in again, to make her do that again because holy hell... He had an image of her above him, straddling him, that same look of pleasure she'd had on her face before -- then of her lying down with him between her legs and-]

Jesus, Kara.

You're not the only one who's-- Mmmh... [She pressed against him, seeking out his lips to give a heated, needy kiss.] Incredibly turned on.

[Him. All of him. The way his skin felt against hers. The way his cock felt in her hand. She had so many possibilities swimming in her mind, and she wanted to try all of them at least once. But it all needed to start somewhere. Sometime. Maybe here and now.]

[She kept touching him, kept stroking along his length and he felt that needy ache build. The images in his head kept coming faster now, kept painting themselves more vividly in his mind and the kiss was greedy, his hands giving her ass a hard squeeze before he felt himself jerk up into her touch. Just a twitch, but good god, had that felt good...]

I'd very much like to make you- To get you to that point again.

And I would like to see you that way, too. How should we do this?

[There were options. Quite a few of them. But she wasn't sure which one he'd want. Best to ask.

Even if she did keep stroking, teaching herself his most sensitive places.]

[He laughed a little, hand coming down to wrap around hers, stilling what she was doing.]

I, ah, I don't know for sure, but I think if you keep that up, it's going to be sooner than later.

[She paused, glanced down, and gave a soft laugh.]

Sorry. Um. I...

[Be blunt, Kara. It's worked pretty well so far, she told herself. Direct requests. They got the job done.]

I really do want you inside me.

[Oh God that sounded so corny.]

[It sounded just right. He tightened his grip on her hand for a moment, then released it, smiling even as he leaned in to nudge his nose along hers.]

I really want that too. I just want you to be sure.

[When she closed her eyes, her eyelashes brushed his. The feeling was surprising, but she loved it. She was definitely going to remember that.]

I'm sure. I can't imagine anyone else I'd rather have my first time with.

You know we probably sound ridiculous, but... I feel the same way. About you. And my first time.

A little sappy, maybe, but not ridiculous. I think maybe we've just found the person we're compatible with.

[Steve Rogers. She never would've imagined this not even that long ago. He was... He was amazing. And she wasn't going to give him up without a fight.]

Funny that my perfect girl comes from another world.

[His hand lifted to tuck her hair behind her ear, his lips pressing a kiss to her cheek just below her eye.]

Maybe everything happened for a reason. Even the bad parts.

[They both did have bad parts. Losses. They'd both lost worlds. But now they'd found each other. It didn't mean the losses didn't hurt, but now they weren't alone anymore.

It helped. It really, really did.]

Helps to have faith in that.

[He pressed another kiss to her cheek, then moved over to do the same to the opposite one.]

I can deal with the bad if it means I get someone like you.

[She kissed his chin - that was what was closest, and she followed it with a kiss to his jaw.]

You have me. I promise.

[And she knew it was true. No matter what, from now on, she was going to know the specific tone of his heartbeat. She was going to be able to hear him from anywhere in the world. If he needed her, she'd be there.

...So that was what it was like with Kal and Lois. Wow. Kara didn't even try to keep from smiling. It was an amazing revelation. When someone mattered that much and they weren't family, or adopted family. It really did make a difference.]

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