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Steve Rogers AU

Sugardaddy! Steve Rogers x Sugarbaby! Reader.

Summary: When young Y/n gets fired from one of her jobs she struggles to make enough money for college loans and other bills, that’s when she meets Steve. What Steve is looking for isn’t exactly a relationship, he just wants someone to look pretty in his arms and take care of his needs without asking many questions about his job.

Series Warnings: Salty reader, age gap, sugardaddy and sugarbaby relationship and all the chaos that comes with it, SMUT (Obviously. Don’t try tell me you didn’t see that coming, Karen.), asshole people (Yup that’s a warning.), language, more will be added later to the chapters.

CHAPTER ONE 

CHAPTER TWO 

CHAPTER THREE 

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX 

CHAPTER SEVEN

Give Me Some Sugar

Steve Rogers AU

Series Masterlist

Sugardaddy! Steve Rogers x Sugarbaby! Reader.

Summary: When young Y/n gets fired from one of her jobs she struggles to make enough money for college loans and Bills, that’s when she meets Steve. What Steve is looking for isn’t exactly a relationship, he just wants someone to look pretty in his arms and take care of his needs without asking many questions about his job.

Series Warnings: Salty reader, age gap, Sugardaddy, and Sugarbaby relationship and all the chaos that comes with it, SMUT (Obviously. Don’t try to tell me you didn’t see that coming, Karen.), asshole people (Yup that’s a warning.), language more will be added later to the chapters.

Characters (as per the chapter): Y/n (Duh), Steve Rogers (Duh again), Kyle (OMC), Sharon Carter, Wanda Maximoff.

Words: 2.9k

Chapter Warning: Language. That’s pretty much it.

CHAPTER ONE

You were happy. Your life was finally on track. You had two jobs that paid enough for your bills and if you keep working just a few more months and you will be able to pay back all of your college loans with interest. You finally got enough courage to stand up to your asshole boyfriend and broke up with him. And to top it all off it was your 21st birthday. It was the best day of your life right? Wrong. As soon as the words fell from your colleague's mouth that “Ed is calling you to his office.” You knew what it was about. All the smiles drained from your face. He didn’t call you this morning to ask you to take the day shift, he called you to fire you. But you went to his office anyway with that little hope in your heart that maybe, just maybe he was calling you to give you a birthday bonus and not to fire you. But knowing the cheap motherfucker he is, that’s probably not gonna happen.

“Ed, you called?” You asked as you poked your head inside after giving two knocks. You were trying so hard to keep it all together and not to burst out with tears already.

“Y/n.....Hey, first of all, happy birthday.” He said with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes

“So, you remember my birthday?” You asked. Maybe he wasn’t actually going to fire you. You told your inner self to not get her hopes up.

“Yeah, Chloe reminded me when she saw your friend’s post on Instagram.” He said, making it clear that you were not important enough to remember your birthday. “Look I’m not gonna spin my words and make things complicated, I’m just gonna come straight with this OK? I’m sorry to do this on your birthday but the restaurant is not doing as great as it was a few weeks ago.” You wanted to call on his bullshit, you knew the restaurant was doing just fine, even better you would say, but you decided to stay quiet. “It was a hard decision to make.” Again bullshit, he hated your guts for some reason, if anything he jumped on the opportunity to fire you. “We discussed it for a whole week and decided that we have to let you go. Since you are the one who needs this job the least as you already have another one.” So that was the actual reason. 

You wanted to scream at him and throw your shoe at him and insult him and call him an asshole but then you reminded yourself that you were 21 now, You have to act mature. So you just smiled at him and gave him a nod. You have to say he was pretty surprised at your reaction, he didn’t expect you to act so maturely, after all, you were a little famous for throwing tantrums. 

“We’ll miss you,” Chloe added and you gave her a smile, she actually was a pretty sweet girl, you had no idea how did she put up with this asshole.

“I’ll miss you guys too.” You said and walked back to the locker room. You took off the restaurant’s black and purple hideous t-shirt and put on the shirt you wore this morning. “Did he actually fire you?” A voice said behind you and you turn to look at one of your good friends Kyle. As soon as you looked at him a single tear left your eyes. You nodded your head and he wrapped his arms around you. “It’s my birthday.” You sniffed against his chest. 

“I know. Hey, it's okay. You’ll definitely find a better one I promise.” He said with a comfortable tone and stroked your hair. You nodded with a small smile. “What did you say to him?” He asked.

“Nothing, I don’t wanna act like an immature baby and throw tantrums at him. I took it like a big girl.”

“Huh.. now that’s new. How about you be immature just one more time.”  He said and you gave him a confused look. “He’s a big asshole for firing you, you know? Even bigger for doing it on your birthday, so how about you tell him what big of an asshole he is before you go.” He explained and a smirk made its way on your lips. You took your purse and stormed to the middle of the restaurant.

“Hey, Ed.” You called out and everyone turned to look at you when Ed made his way out of his office you started talking again. “You know you’re an asshole right? You’re a jealous asshole who can’t stand his colleagues when they start earning more than him so he fires them on their birthday, but you know what fuck you and your shitty restaurant and I’m gonna find a better job where the boss is not a dick. And stop sending dick pics to your employees you fucking pervert.” His face turned red as you revealed his dirty little secret in front of the whole restaurant. Kyle winked at you as you throw up both of your middle fingers and walked out of the restaurant.

*******

“You actually said that?” Wanda asked as you continued sobbing and nodded your head. “Did he ever send you any?” She asked.

“No, but he d-did to some of my friends.” You said between sobs and rub your nose in the hanky that Wanda gave you.

“Oh my god, is she still crying?” Sharon said as she walked into the apartment and took off her shoe. “I left an hour ago, y/n, you can’t be still crying.” She said and sat beside you. “I can’t help it.” You said between the sobs again. As soon as you left the restaurant you came to the apartment that the two of your best friends shared. And you started crying as soon as Wanda asked you what happened. Sharon instantly volunteered to go out and bring some of your favorite food to calm you down. “Here, I got your favorite ice cream.” She said pulling out a big tub of mint chocolate chip and you instantly stopped crying and pulled her in a bear hug. You have no idea what would you ever do without these two here. 

After the three of you finished the whole tub of ice cream and Three full movies of twilight it was 6 in the evening. You were in a better mood again. 

“I hate that movie,” Wanda stated as she licked the remaining of her bowl. 

“Yeah, me too.” You said snuggling closer to Sharon.

“Yeah, twilight sucks.......why were we watching it again?” Sharon asked.

“Because we like to say we hate it but we love to hate it.” You said and they nodded their head like you made total sense. 

“Ok, Get up, both of you. Get ready. We need to leave at 11.” Sharon said as she pulled away from the comforter from you and Wanda and gestured for you to get up.

“Where are we going?” You asked with a confused eyebrow.

“It’s your 21st birthday and we are not gonna waste it. We’re going to a club and we are gonna look hot and we are gonna drink a lot of alcohol.” Sharon said firmly.

“Sharon I don’t think so, I mean, I just lost my job and-”

“So? you’re gonna get another one. You can’t just sit here like a fucking sloth till then.” She said and Wanda nodded along as both of them stood in front of you with their hands on their hips. 

“I don’t have anything here.” You said.

“Wear something mine.” Wanda suggested and your eyes lit up “Except for the red dress.” She said when she saw your smirk.

“Come on.”

“You can have my whole closet but that dress.”

“But It's my birthday.” You pouted with puppy dog eyes. No one, no one can resist your puppy dog eyes. So that’s why four and half hours later you were standing in front of Wanda’s trailer giving the final touch to your make-up. The said red dress was hugging your every curve like it was tailored specially for you. The hem landed on your mid-thigh, the plunging neckline was showing more than enough amount of your cleavage, the back was made of four strings. She gave you her black pumps which were a little too higher than your usual shoes. Your hairs were curled perfectly by her. Wanda gleamed at you as she admired her work.

“God, you’re gonna turn some head.” Sharon complimented as she walked in and as always she was looking wonderful. She was wearing a dark blue halter neck dress and Wanda was wearing the same dress as yours but in black. 

The cab was in front of their apartment in fifteen minutes. There was no doubt that clubs in New York were great but they were even greater when your friend’s bouncer friend is on door duty so as soon as the three of you arrived, Wanda smiled at the man standing on the gate and he let you in instantly making the people in the long line behind you groan out in frustration.

Sharon pulled both of you to the floor as soon as you entered the club, the music was so loud that you forgot about your shitty day completely. “Shots?” Wanda asked after a song and you nodded. You kept swaying your hips as you reached the bar. “Kamikaze. three each.” You said to the bartender and he started making your drinks with a smile on his face which you could bet was fake.

He lined up the shots in front of you and the three of you took ‘em within ten seconds. “More,” Sharon yelled and he lined up three more. After drinking five shots each, three of you got back to the floor.

After what felt like hours Wanda tucked on your arm and said.  “Look at those guys, they are hot,” Wanda said pointed at a group of businessmen sitting around a table who looked too rich to be here. They were definitely a lot older than the three of you. Your eyes instantly met with the blond man with the bluest eyes you’ve ever seen. He was already looking at you with an unreadable look on his face. “I called dibs on the blonde, He’s hot,” Sharon said as she looked at the said man who was already looking at you. You felt a slight punch of jealousy in your chest as she eyed him up, or maybe it was just the alcohol. 

“Ok, my legs are gonna give out, I’m gonna take a seat,” Sharon said as she moved to the other corner of the club. “Yeah, me too. You coming?”  Wanda asked you and you shook your head, not taking your eyes off the blond man. 

You don’t know what came over you but you bit your lips and started dancing more sensually than you ever did before, your hands roaming over your own body. He looked like he was enjoying the show way too much, you were pretty sure you could see his boner if it wasn’t so dark. He smirked at you as you swayed your hips.

The little bit of conscience that was left in you was telling you to stop it, that it wasn’t you. You were not like this. But you shut it off and kept dancing. Giving him a show.  

A hand tapped on your shoulder and you came to face with a very familiar face and your eyes lit up. “Kyle.” You exclaimed and jumped into his arm. He hugged you tightly and pulled you up from the ground. “What are you doing here?” You asked.

“Sharon invited me.” He replied. Kyle has a crush on Sharon ever since you have introduced the two of them. He made you promise him that you will never tell her anything about it, you have told him so many times to just ask her out but he keeps saying she’s way out of his league. 

“I didn’t know you would want to hang out with three girls on a Saturday night otherwise I would have asked you to come myself.” You said as you leaned into him due to the loud music, his hands were firmly rested on your waist in a friendly manner but it was enough to make the blond man across the room slightly jealous.

“Well, it wasn’t my plan either, I was gonna do some bowling with my brothers but then Sharon called, and you know I can’t say no to that woman.” He said making you laugh. “I’m gonna go say Hi to her and Wanda and then we’re gonna do some shots OK?” He said loudly over the music and you nodded before pushing him where Sharon and Wanda are sitting. 

You turn around to look for your hot stranger again but much to your dismay he was not sitting there anymore. You frowned as your eyes searched the crowd looking for the blond man who has caught your eyes.

“You looking for someone?” said a husky voice behind you as hot breath ran down your spine. You spun around so quickly that you almost lost your balance but before you could fall your stranger stretched his arm and grabbed you by your waist. “Careful, sweetheart, wouldn’t want that beautiful face to have a scratch on it.” He said as he pulled you close to him and started dancing with you. His grip on your waist was hard, it made you wonder how his strong hands would feel on other parts of your body. You subconsciously started grinding on him and he growled in your ear before grabbing a handful of your ass making you moan out at his sudden action. 

In quick action, he turned you around and pulled you to his chest. His hard member was pressed up against your ass and you ground on it. His hands holding your waist roughly. he leaned down to press his lips against your ear and said “That was a nice show you put up for me, does your boyfriend knows you are dancing for a strange man like that?” he asked.

“I don’t have a boyfriend,” you replied as you pressed your head against his chest. God, he was so strong and manly, so different from all the boys you’ve been with. They were just that, boys, but he was a man and you’ve always craved a man.  

“Good, ‘cause once I like something, I hate to share it with someone else.”  He said making your heart flutter. 

“Do you want to get out of here?” You couldn’t help but ask.

“Next time, Doll.” He said as he leaned down to kiss your neck before walking away from you. You turned to see as he walked away from you, his eyes didn’t leave yours till he disappeared into the crowd. Leaving you there, craving for more. Your heart became heavy with disappointment.

But he had said ‘next time. Did he actually mean something by it or was he just letting you down easy, so that the rejection wouldn’t hurt much? But he also said he liked you. Before your mind could overthink the whole situation your friends walked up to you. 

“Where have you been lost, girl. We’ve been calling for you.” Kyle said and you turned to look at the three of them. “Huh?” was all that left your mouth.

“Let’s do more shots,” Wanda yelled over the crowd making you laugh at her enthusiasm. “I’m good you guys go.” You said.

“Partypooper.“ Sharon said.

“You promised me,” Kyle said.

“But-”

“No buts, let’s go.” Sharon dragged you to the bar. After a few more drinks you guys were ready to go home. You pulled out your card to give it to the bartender to pay for the drinks but he shook his head making you frown.

“Your tab’s been paid for.” the bartender told you.

“What? Who paid for it?” 

“A very generous gentleman. I don’t know his name but he was very blond, said he knew you.” The bartender said and you knew exactly who he was talking about. Why would he reject me and then pay for our drinks? You thought.

“Woah Alex has a secret admirer!” Wanda exclaimed making Sharon and Kyle laugh. A blush made its way on your face but you reminded yourself you have to pay him back. You can’t let a random stranger pay for your shit.

“How much he gave you?” You asked.

“A thousand dollars said it would cover you for the night and the rest was a tip.” He said making your eyes wide like a saucer, not just yours your friends’ too.

A thousand fucking dollars!? that’s more than I have in my account right now. how am I supposed to pay him back?

“Woah, he was generous,” said Sharon.

After that Sharon and Wanda took a cab home and Kyle dropped you at your sister’s house where you were leaving. When you got inside Your sister, her husband and their kids were already sleeping. You went to your room as quietly as you can. You quickly took off your dress, did your night routine, and fell on the bed. You couldn’t stop thinking about the blue-eyed stranger the whole night, even as you slept he was on your mind.

*******

CHAPTER TWO

A/N: This chapter was more like a prologue, the main thing starts from the next one. Like if you like the chapter if there’s something you didn’t like feel free to tell me in the comments or in the asks, If you want to be tagged send me and ask.

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Give Me Some Sugar

Steve Rogers AU

Series Masterlist

Sugardaddy! Steve Rogers x Sugarbaby! Reader.

Summary: When young Y/n gets fired from one of her jobs she struggles to make enough money for college loans and Bills, that’s when she meets Steve. What Steve is looking for isn’t exactly a relationship, he just wants someone to look pretty in his arms and take care of his needs without asking many questions about his job.

Series Warnings: Salty reader, age gap, Sugardaddy, and Sugarbaby relationship and all the chaos that comes with it, SMUT (Obviously. Don’t try to tell me you didn’t see that coming, Karen.), asshole people (Yup that’s a warning.), language more will be added later to the chapters.

Characters (as per the chapter): Y/n (Duh), Steve Rogers (Duh again), Sharon Carter, Wanda Maximoff, Lisa (OFC)

Words: 6.1k (Yeah I know right? I got a little carried away.)

Chapter Warning: Language, a little bit of bad description of Law studies (There’s gonna be more in coming chapters. I’m not a law student so I don’t know much about it.)

CHAPTER TWO

Third Person POV

The next morning when y/n woke up her head felt like her brain was about to burst inside. She never liked this part of drinking alcohol, the hangover, wished there was just a skip button on it. As the bile rose to her throat she jumped out of her bed and rushed to the bathroom in the hall ignoring the eyes of her sister and her family. Why are they still here, don’t they have jobs and school and stuff?

She knelt down and hurled over the toilet seat, emptying her stomach and throwing up anything she ate yesterday. She scrunched up her nose when some of the vomit stuck to her hair and some of it on the toilet seat. Oh, how she wished Wanda or Sharon were here to hold her hair.

“Are you pregnant?” Lisa asked as she stood on the door leaning against the frame.

“What!? NO, I’m just hungover, if you don’t remember it was my birthday-” Y/n started saying but before she could complete her sentence another wave came over. “Yesterday.” She completed wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Y/n turned a little only to see her sister standing there giving her a disgusted look. “What? Like you never threw up?”

“Yeah whatever, there’s naproxen in the cabinet under the sink. And you’re cleaning that up, I’m not cleaning after your shit.” She said and walked out of the bathroom making the girl sitting in front of the toilet groan. “Bitch.” Y/n muttered before getting up and cleaning the mess she made on the toilet seat. She bent down the sink and took out the pills and popped two of them in her mouth. 

By the time she got out of the bathroom the living room was empty. She looked around to see where the people sitting here 15 minutes ago went but there was no sign. Y/n sighed out in relief that they were already gone, She was not in the mood to deal with Lisa’s three rugrats and sleazy husband anyway. 

Her head still felt like someone was banging drums inside so she quickly took out her phone and called off from work and decided to take a nap. She was too tired to even take a shower. Y/n knew it was gross but her bed was calling out for her so without thinking twice she jumped on it and dozed off to sleep.

The next time when y/n woke up it was 2 in the afternoon, her head felt less heavy. She could finally think straight without having a huge migraine. The first thought that bounced in that little head of hers was the blond man from last night, a frown instantly took place on her lips. Y/n still couldn’t get over the fact that he rejected her last night, but then he paid for her drink, which reminded her that she had to pay him back somehow, she had no idea how but somehow. 

One thing that people love to do when they are home alone is taking long hot showers so that’s what she did. Standing there under the stream of the hot water she let it wash away every little strain or ache in her muscles. She took a long shower, shaving and scrubbing every inch of her body. She thought It’s my day off so why not invest it in pampering myself. After the shower y/n called Sharon and she said they took the day off too, ‘hangover doesn’t show mercy to no one.’ were Sharon’s words. So she quickly got dressed in simple jeans and a shirt and took a bus to their place.

Y/n opened the door with the extra key that she had. The scene inside was nothing new to the girl, both her best friends were sprawled over each corner of the couch, a big bowl of popcorn between them, and some old horror movie was playing on the TV.......on mute. As y/n got inside the door shut closed behind her louder than she expected making them both wince.

“Don’t be so loud, woman.” Wanda glared. Y/n had the urge to laugh at their condition, they looked worse than she did this morning. Sharon was even wearing sunglasses inside. “I’m never drinking ever again.” She stated in a gruff voice.

“Well, that’s what you said the last time you got drunk but here you are again, repeating the circle,” Y/n said taking her shoes off and sitting between them. “Did you guys even had real lunch?” She asked pointing at the ball of popcorn.

“What are you talking about? Popcorn is real lunch.” Wanda said grabbing a handful and stuffing it in her mouth.

“Well there’s corn and there’s the butter I think that’s enough real lunch for two people who are too tired to get up,” Sharon said.

“OK, I was thinking about making you guys something but if you don’t want-”

“Please, y/n, we are so hungry,” Sharon said cutting her off mid-sentence. She got up with a chuckle. “What do you guys want?” Y/n asked as she walked toward the kitchen.

“Anything with lots of cheese in it,” Wanda replied and y/n proceeded to make them that one simple dish that never disappoints her, cream cheese chicken. She was in the middle of roasting some veggies to eat with the chicken when she heard Wanda say. “Oh my god, I’m changing the channel, what’s the point of being a fucking ghost if you’re just gonna kill people with guns.” Her comment made her laugh out loud. Y/n was happy that she had them in her life. Everything would be perfect right now if that asshole Ed hadn’t fired her, she would be happily walking out of college and going to the restaurant but here she was making lunch for her friends, not that she minds it. She’s just never been fired from a job before, it was a first and it stings like a bitch. Just like she’s never been rejected before either, guess turning 21 comes with a lot of firsts.

Y/n spent the rest of the evening with her friends and then took a bus home at the same time that she did every day. She was not ready to tell her sister that she got fired from the restaurant, Lisa would kick her out in an instant. She had to find another job before telling her.

*******

The next morning her life fell back into everyday routine. Waking up at 5, fighting with her sister’s husband for the shower, taking the shower, wearing SFW clothes, going to the cafe at 6. It was Sunday and y/n didn’t have any class today so she could take some extra shifts too which was so good for her right now. Her hands worked like a machine when she was in this cafe like they had a mind of their own. It was something she has been doing for two years now so she was pretty damn perfect in it. She could do it constantly with closed eyes for hours without stopping even for a second.

But when she heard a familiar voice say “One double espresso to go.” Her whole body froze. She looked up and there he was, standing in all his glory, her handsome stranger, with wet hair and a shirt which fitted him like a condom. He looked more handsome in the morning as if that was even possible. He looked satisfied at the girl’s reaction then he looked down at his watch and said. “Can I get a double espresso to go please, Ms-” he took a pause looking down at her name tag. “Y/n, I’m getting late for a meeting.”

“Oh, right I’m sorry.” She quickly came out from her haze and started making his coffee. Her mind couldn’t help but wonder things like, Why is he acting like he doesn’t know me? like he didn’t dance with me that night like I didn’t almost give him a striptease. Like he didn’t......reject me. “What name do you want on the cup?” You asked sweetly.

“Steve Rogers.” He simply answered and she quickly looked up.

“Steve Rogers? You’re Steve Rogers?” Before she could help herself the words left her with a surprised tone to it. She has been serving him coffee for two years now, just not to him but to a middle-aged man who was probably a couple years older than the man standing in front of her, who she now assumed was probably his secretary. She has heard that name a couple times before other than that but she had no idea that what it is that he does, just that he’s some hotshot businessman. 

Wow, never in her life she would have guessed that some hot man that she ground on in a club on Saturday night would turn out to be a big businessman. Life shows some weird twists and turns but this was definitely one of the biggest and weirdest in hers. 

“Yes, that would be me, is there a problem with that?” He asked with a small smile or smirk or whatever it was. 

“Oh, no, no. Sorry. There’s nothing, no problem at all. Everything is just a-okay.” she bit her tongue when she realized she was probably babbling. God why are you getting so nervous, he’s just asking for a coffee, not sex. This is what you do for a living remember. She gave herself a talk as she continued making his coffee. She cleared her throat and begged for her professional side to kick in before saying. “That would be $2.75.” She said with a smile as she handed him the coffee and he handed her a 100 dollar bill in return. “I’m so sorry, sir. But we can’t provide you change at this hour of the morning.”

“It’s okay. Keep the change.” He replied and she had to make sure she heard him right and she wasn’t hearing things. She tried not to let the shocked look display on her face.

“I’m sorry, sir. What?.”

“I said, keep the change, Ms. Y/n. It's your tip.” 

“I’m so sorry, Mr. Rogers, but I can’t take 97 dollars tip for just a cup of coffee.” 

“Well, Ms.Y/n. You don’t have any change, I don’t have any change, I don’t see a third option here.” He said it like 100 dollars doesn’t mean shit to him, that’s her income of two weeks minus the tips in this cafe

“We accept pay-pal too,” Y/n said pointing at the QR code over her counter.

“Well, that’s just too bad because I didn’t bring my phone today. I guess you just have to keep it, Miss.” He said and turned to leave but she stopped him, determined to know why was he acting like he hasn’t met her before. 

“Ste- Mr. Rogers, You didn't have to pay for us that night, I don’t know how to pay you back,” Y/n said and Steve looked at her with a confused frown on his face, like he had no idea what she was talking about. 

“I’m sorry?” He asked and Y/n felt the pang of disappointment in her heart. He wasn’t acting, he actually didn’t remember her. Not did he just reject her, he even forgot her. Either that or he was just a really good actor. Y/n felt embarrassed for even thinking that someone like him would ever be interested in her. He must have thousand of girls falling at his feet, why the fuck would he give a damn about a girl who he danced with for 15 minutes on a Saturday night, who was probably too young for him anyway.  But she already said it so there was no taking it back now.

“You don’t remember? We met at 1 Oak the night before yesterday.” Y/n said in hope that he would remember it.

“Oh, right, I do remember now. You were wearing a red dress.” He said as he looked down at her attire making her want to hide under the table in shame. “You are looking very different.” He added and y/n looked down at her white button-up and black slacks and that maroon apron that she wore every day, her hair up in a high messy pony and some of it was framing her face, she looked nothing like she did that night. 

“Ya, that was me. I was saying that you didn’t have to pay for our drinks. I want to pay you back.”

“Oh, it was nothing. You don’t have to pay me back.”

“But-”

“Ms. Y/n, I said it was nothing now if you don’t mind I’m getting late for my meeting.” And with that, he walked out of the cafe not even turning to give her a second glance. 

Nothing!? It was nothing? Money was nothing to rich people? Who does he think he is? Just because he is some rich businessman does not mean he can treat everyone like a charity case. She worked hard for a living, she has self-respect, she does not accept a 100 dollar tip from some. Especially not someone who she danced with in a local club.

“Bullshit.” said a voice and Y/n quickly remembered it as the old sweet lady’s who worked with her and quickly turned around.

“Sorry, Ruth?” Y/n asked the 70-year-old woman with a confused smile on her face.

“He just bullshited you for 5 minutes straight to your face,” Ruth replied as she went back to her task of cleaning the cups on the counter beside Y/n’s.

“I don’t get it, what are you talking about?” Y/n asked as she started making a latte for her next customer. “Is it okay if I use whole milk, sir? You’re not Lactose intolerant right?” Y/n asked the customer with a sweet smile on her face which she always has when she talks to the customers even though most of it was fake.

“I wouldn’t mind if you used petrol in it.” He said with a smirk and she wanted to bang her head on the counter at his bad attempt of flirting but she kept the smile intact. 

“I don’t think that would be healthy for you, sir.” She replied and continued making him Latte. When she handed him his drink and he went away, she kept the money in her jar and turned to Ruth.

“What were you saying, Ruth?” Y/n raised her eyebrow with curiosity. 

“I was saying those rich people are big ass liars.”

“Why would you say that?” Y/n frowned at the older woman.

“That man, Steve Rogers, he came here yesterday, asking of you. When I said that you took the day off he went away without even getting a coffee.” Ruth said and the younger woman’s eyes widen with a little shock. He remembers her? Then why was he acting like he didn’t?

“Wait, asking for me as in by my name? He knew my name?” Y/n asked in a surprised voice.

“No, he came up to me and said where’s the hot chick you work with......Of course, he knew your name.” Ruth said sarcastically and Y/n doesn’t know why but she felt relief wash through her whole body. So he does remember her. Y/n couldn’t help the smile that formed on her lips. But wait how did he know her name? She didn’t tell him that night did she? To be honest she can’t really remember if she did. She can’t really remember anything but his hands on her body, that masculine smell of his, how he felt against her. How his hard but firm chest felt pressed against her back. And now she’s turned on again. Shit.

She couldn’t help but smirk as an idea popped in her head, it probably wasn’t a good one but it was an Idea.

“Oh, two can play a game, Mr. Rogers.” She muttered under her breath as she bit her lip and went back to do her job. The rest of the day pretty much mundane. She had a study group till late that evening so she couldn’t meet her friends today, she wanted to meet them and tell them everything about the man but she was too tired after the study group so she just went home instead. She ignored her sister when she asked what was she doing home so early and went straight to her room deciding to go back for dinner when everyone is asleep.

Y/n have to admit, she was pretty excited for tomorrow. Even though she had no idea if he would even show up tomorrow, maybe he will ask his secretary to bring him coffee again, maybe it will be like the last two years again. Maybe he will actually forget her by the next time. But with that little hope of meeting him again tomorrow, she went to sleep with a stupid smile on her face, food wasn’t even a priority anymore. 

*******

The next morning Y/n tried her best to look good and presentable without wearing something that was not safe for the work environment. She can’t remember the last time she felt so excited to go to work. Probably when she first started dating Brock, God he was so sweet the first few months why did he have to turn into an asshole. Anyway, she shouldn’t be thinking about him right now.

She had played out every single possible scenario in her head since last night, even now as she stands in front of the mirror she practices her seductive smirk. She was wearing her purple shirt which Wanda said looked really good on her and her jeans was a little tighter than usual, her hair was tied up in a high pony, a few curls sticking out and framing the soft outline of her face, she even applied a little more make up than usual. Although she hated the fact that she was putting so much effort into her looks for a guy who she wasn’t even sure is going to show up.  

Her heart fluttered as she thought again of what Ruth had told her yesterday. He came to the cafe and asked for her and left when she wasn’t there. That could mean that he went to the cafe to meet her, coffee is just an alibi, right? She has been serving his coffee to his secretary for two years now and now suddenly he wants to come to the cafe and buy his coffee himself? Someone might think that he’s doing that just so he could see her. 

She looked at the mirror and stared at her face, her cheeks were flushed, her lips were plumper because she has been biting on them out of excitement. She couldn’t help but think, was she good enough? Was she good enough for a guy to want her like that? Her thoughts were broken by the sound of her sister yelling.

“I swear to god, Malcolm, come back here and brush your teeth,” Y/n swear she has never heard that woman talking sweetly to someone. What were they doing up at 6 anyway? 

Without wasting her time anymore Y/n grabbed her college bag and rushed out of her room. 

“Aunt, Y/n.” A voice made her jump as two little arms wrapped around her legs and she looked down at her favorite niece. And less than 2 seconds later she was surrounded by all three of them, Malcolm was hiding behind her to get away from his mother. 

“Hey, babies.” She smiled and knelt down and gave all of them a hug. Even though they could be too much sometimes but she still loved them. 

“Are you not gonna have to breakfast with us?” Carl, who was 7 and the oldest of them asked her with a pout.

“No, sweetie, I’m so sorry but I’m getting late for the cafe, but I promise I’ll try to have dinner with you okay?” Lisa might hate her but she never stops her from interacting with her kids. “Now give Aunt Y/n a kiss and let her go to work.”

When Y/n reached the cafe she looked down at her watch and saw that she was a little late. She hoped to god that Steve hasn’t already come and left. She quickly entered through the back door and wore her apron before rushing out to her counter. “You’re 15 minutes late, Y/n. But just because I’m a good friend I’m not putting it up on the chart.”

“Thank you so much, Rick. You’re a lovely friend.” Y/n said giving a flying kiss to the younger boy.

“Does that mean-”

“No it does not mean I’ll go on a date with you, you’re still a minor.” She replied as she quickly got to work and heard a groan coming from the young boy who muttered ‘God, I can’t wait to turn 18.’ 

“Hey, Ruth. Did he come yet?” Y/n asked curiously.

“Who? Sam Rogers? No.” She said making the younger woman sigh out in relief. She couldn’t let all your hard work go to vain like this.

“By the way his name’s Steve,” Y/n replied.

“Yeah, honey. I know, I just like to pretend that I forgot a handsome man’s name.” Ruth said making Y/n laugh a little. “Is that why you dressed up today?” Y/n didn’t realize that she would notice but she did which made her blush

“Yeah, is it bad?” She asked taking a step back so Ruth could take a good look at her whole outfit.

“What? No, you look lovely.” Ruth said. 

“Did you dress up for me?” 

“No, Rick. Shut up and get back to work. Listen, Ruth, if he comes back today, I need your help, please.”

*******

Steve felt ridiculous. For an hour, an hour he has been walking around that street thinking if he should go in or not. More than half of his brain was telling him to just go back to his office and ask Phil to bring him coffee. He already messed it all up yesterday so there was no chance that she would want to see his face again. He looked at his watch and it was already 10 o clock. Fuck, he has an important meeting at 10:30, what the hell is he even doing here? 

“Fuck it.” He muttered under his breath and walked inside the cafe but there was no sign of her. He walked up to her counter where the old lady from the day before stood. “Where’s Y/n?” He asked with authority in his voice.

“Sorry, Son. She’s not here today.” The old lady said who’s name he figured out as Ruth by her name tag. Waste of time, that’s what this whole thing was. He wasted more than an hour walking around this cafe and now she’s not even here, just great. “Thanks.” He said and turn to leave.

“You don’t want coffee?” Ruth asked and he just shook his head before walking out. 

He was about to cross the road when a voice stopped him. “You didn’t order anything.” He turned around and there she was, leaning against the wall of the cafe, her arms were crossed over her chest as she stated the obvious. A smirk made its way on Steve’s face and tried to hide it as she walked over to him. She looked so beautiful, so pretty and innocent, it was like she was asking him to bend her over and take her in the middle of the street. Y/n couldn’t help but smirk in victory, the prey has fallen into the trap, little did she know that who was the prey in this situation. She grinned at the man in front of her and said. “Generally when people walk into a cafe they order something.”

“What I wanted wasn’t in there, Ms.Y/n.” He said with a smirk.

“Yeah? And what is it that you want, Mr. um mm....what was it again?” She pretended to try to remember his name causing him to raise an eyebrow.

“You don’t remember my name?” He asked crossing his arms across his chest and walked closer to her.

“No, in fact, I don’t think I remember meeting you, have we met before?” She asked trying to act serious but she couldn’t help the smile forming on her lip. He walked closer trying to intimidate her but she refused to let him win. As they stood there chest to chest in the middle of the street, she looked up at him due to the height difference. 

“What do you think you’re doing, Ms. Y/n?” Steve asked in a low whisper. Steve knew what she was trying to do, and she knew that Steve knew what she was trying to do but she was not going to back out now.

“Giving you a taste of your own medicine, Mr. Rogers.” She whispered back.

“Oh, so now you remember my name?” He asked making her bite her tongue at her mistake. 

“Yeah, I do now.”

“You know, it's a good thing you’re here, I was about to think you’re one of those girls who don’t take their job seriously.” He said and his hand begged for him to just grab her, feel her soft skin against his rough hands, but he didn’t want to freak her out.

“Oh, I take my job very seriously, Mr. Rogers. But you know what I take even more seriously? Someone lying to me.” Y/n said with a smirk and took in his reaction.

“Yeah, I was kinda hoping that wouldn’t be a problem.”

“Why did you do that in the first place?” She asked curiously and a frown replaced her smirk. 

“I accept it was wrong for me to do that, but I went in there to tell you something and then I saw you and somehow I ended up lying,” Steve admitted the truth there was a small pause as he waited for her reaction, his heart almost melted and his pants become tighter as she gave him that signature smile, that could make any man fall on his knees and eat out of her hands. 

“What was it that you wanted to tell me?” 

“I want to go on a date with you.” He said in a monotone which made her raise an eyebrow. Is that how rich people ask each other on a date? 

“Huh? That’s not how you ask someone on a date, Mr. Rogers. Let’s try that again.” She said as she tried very hard to not shrink under his gaze. There was something in his eyes that she couldn’t just figure out. Something that made her want to let him manhandle her, let him throw her on a bed, and do things to her. There was the authority behind his gaze, something that she didn’t know turned her on until now. 

“I am not asking. I am telling you that I want to go on a date with you, now the question is if you wanna go or not.” He said with the same authority that made her week on her knees.  

“Let me think......I get off from college at 4, then I have a study group till 6 and then, I think I’m free after that.” She said biting her lips. 

“Be ready at 8, I’ll send my driver to pick you up. Save your number in it.” He handed her his phone and she didn’t think twice before saving her number in it. 

“See you at 8.” She said with a smirk and went back inside but not without swaying her hips and giving him a show of what he can have if he plays nice.

*******

She could easily spot the soft ginger head of her best friend as she walked down the corridor of her college. Y/n couldn’t help her excitement as she rushed over to the ginger head. “Wanda!” She exclaimed making the said woman jump. She held out her hands to grab her to steady herself, people were giving her looks. “Easy, woman. What happened?” Wanda asked with amusement.

“Where’s Sharon? I wanna tell you guys something.”

“She already had her class today. What is it?”

“You won’t believe what happened today.” 

“Well, now I want to hear it. Did you punched your sister’s husband like I suggested you?”

“NO, although I think I should. I’ll tell you and Sharon together OK. I’m getting late for my study group right now. I’ll see you as soon as I can.”

“Come on, don’t leave me on a cliffhanger,” Wanda called out as Y/n walked down the corridor to the library. 

She couldn’t help the smile that was spread on her face the rest of the day, her friends in the study group kept giving her weird eyes until one of them got fed up and asked her “Did you get laid?” 

“What? NO!” Y/n said as all the eyes around the table were on her. ‘Although I hope I would.’ She left the little detail to herself. 

“Well then focus, you’re kinda our only hope this semester, the new criminal justice professor sucks ass.” Y/n nodded and started explaining the topics of capital punishment to her friends.

Y/n felt her phone vibrating in her pocket and she gave an apologetic look to her friend and picked up her phone to see there was a message from an unknown number. Her heart fluttered slightly as she already knew who it was messaging her. 

‘Send me your address- Steve.’ The message simply read and she quickly typed in her address before putting her phone back in her jeans pocket without waiting for a reply.

Y/n found herself standing in front of her dresser in her bra and panties that evening biting her nails, she still hasn’t decided what she’s going to wear. Her hair and make-up were done already but she had no idea what she’s gonna wear. She had no idea where Steve was taking her so she couldn’t decide if to wear a dress or to wear jeans. She didn’t want to be underdressed but at the same time, she didn’t want to be overdressed either.

Steve Rogers didn’t look like the guy to take a girl somewhere cheap on a date so she was definitely counting on something fancy. She only had one good heel that she hasn’t worn yet so she has to decide on something that would go well with it. Choosing her major after graduating high school was definitely easier than this.

“Are you going out?” Lisa asked standing on the door frame and Y/n nodded her head without looking back at her. “Are you coming back tonight?” She asked.

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I come back?” 

“I don’t know. I just thought-”

“That just because I’m going out I’m gonna sleep with some guy? Honestly Lisa my personal life is none of your damn business.” 

“Oh please, I’m too busy to give a fuck about your personal life anyway. Just don’t bring any guy home, I don’t wanna explain to my kids that what’s a strange guy doing in Aunt Y/n’s room.” The older girl said accusingly and that made Y/n’s blood boil.

“What are you talking about? Have I ever brought anyone back here before?” Y/n asked crossing her arms across her chest in a defensive manner.

“Oh, that doesn’t matter because you give me surprises every day, sweetheart.”

“What the fuck does that mean?” Y/n almost shouted at her sister. She couldn’t take her bitchiness anymore. 

“Do not use that tone with me in my fucking house. And you know well what it means when the hell were you going to tell me that you were fucking fired.” Lisa yelled back. Y/n knew that the kids and Martin were probably standing outside right now listening to them but at that moment she didn’t give a damn.

“I was going to tell you okay. And like I said my personal life is none of your damn business. and don’t give me that ‘my house’ bullshit, I pay you the rent, I’m not living on your money.”

“Well you will be now, wouldn’t you? Because you got fucking fired.”

“You know what? I’ve had up to here with you.” Y/n said leveling her hand above her head. “I’m gonna move out tomorrow from this shithole.”

“Oh yeah? And go where? Live with that date of yours? And how gonna pay him in return? By sucking his cock?” Lisa asks and Y/n looked at her with a disgusted look on her face.

“What is wrong with you, your children are outside.”

“Let them be, let them know what a fucking whore their aunt is,” Lisa said.

“Enough is enough, Lisa. You don’t have to worry about rent anymore, I’ll move out tomorrow, I’ll rather live on the fucking street but here.” Y/n quickly put on her maroon dress which was hanging right in the middle of her closet and pulled on her heel boots before grabbing her boots and shoving her way out of the house. She looked down at her watch to see she was right on time, it was 8 o clock. Your pick-up must be waiting for you outside.

When you walked out you were expecting a uber or an SUV, hell maybe even a Range Rover but what she definitely wasn’t expecting was a Matt black Mercedes-Maybach. It looked too expensive to even stand in that cheap neighborhood that you lived in, You quickly looked down at yourself and suddenly felt unworthy to sit in that car. If this was just your pick up then you can only imagine what your date’s gonna be. 

You were shocked but there was someone who was even more shocked than you, Lisa. When you looked back at her her face was priceless. You wanted to take a picture but then you realized you probably looked the same right now.

“Ma’am, are you Ms.Y/s/n?” asked a man who stepped out of the driver seat wearing a gray suit.

“Yes. That would be me.” Y/n answered trying to look not too shocked.

“I am Pete. Mr. Roger’s driver, I’m here to pick you up for a date.” wow even the driver was dressed better than her. “Ma’am.” He opened the back door and gestured for her to get inside, Y/n nodded at him with a smile before getting in.

The fight with her sister wasn’t even crossing her thoughts anymore. The only thought she had right now was, was she underdressed. Sure she wasn’t wearing a cheap one, and it looks good on her too but was it good enough for Steve’s status. The maroon dress had a halter neckline and was off-shoulder and it gave a nice complexion to her bare collar bone and the upper part of her chest. The whole dress was made of lace, the upper portion hugged her body tightly and the skirt of the dress frilled around her, The hem reached just above the knee. 

“Tell me, Mr. Pete, where is it that we are going?”

“I’m sorry, Ma’am but I’m afraid I can’t tell you that.” He said and you pouted.

“But you can give me a hint right?” 

“No can do, ma’am.”

“At least tell me if I’m underdressed or not.”

“I’m afraid that’s not my place to say, ma’am.”

“Are you a robot, Pete? Do you only read commands?” You asked and this one made him laugh a little.

“No, ma’am. I can assure you that I’m very human.”

“Please stop calling me ma’am, Pete, you’re making me feel old.”

“Sorry, ma’am.” 

The rest of the ride went rather silently. Pete asked her if she wanted to listen to any music and she politely said she’s fine with anything he wanted to hear. When Pete finally stopped the car she looked around and realized they were in the poshest area of New York right now. When Pete ‘helped’  her get out of the car even though she said she can do it herself, She had to physically restrain her jaw from falling on the floor. Here she stood in front of one of the tallest buildings she has or probably will ever see. It was a french restaurant she couldn’t even pronounce the name of, she has heard about it a few times but she never even thought she would ever go in.  

She quickly looked down at herself and thought, Yup, she’s definitely underdressed. Oh, she wishes she had worn that rose gold dress of hers. She walked up to the woman that stood in her uniform just outside the door. 

“I’m here to meet someone, the reservation’s under Rogers.” 

“Yes, Ma’am, Mr. Rogers is waiting for you, please follow me.” The woman said with a bright smile and lead her to the elevator. As she got inside and the elevator door closed, she realized that there was no backing out now. so she sighed out and tried to relax.

Here goes nothing.

*******

CHAPTER THREE

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Give Me Some Sugar

Steve Rogers AU

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Sugardaddy! Steve Rogers x Sugarbaby! Reader.

Summary: When young Y/n gets fired from one of her jobs she struggles to make enough money for college loans and Bills, that’s when she meets Steve. What Steve is looking for isn’t exactly a relationship, he just wants someone to look pretty in his arms and take care of his needs without asking many questions about his job.

Series Warnings: Salty reader, age gap, Sugardaddy, and Sugarbaby relationship and all the chaos that comes with it, SMUT (Obviously. Don’t try to tell me you didn’t see that coming, Karen.), asshole people (Yup that’s a warning.), language more will be added later to the chapters.

Characters (as per the chapter): Y/n (Duh), Steve Rogers (Duh again), 

Words: 6,764. (I’m sorry but this is what this is. Deal with it, Karen.)

Chapter Warning: Language, a little bit of size kink, innocence kink (I have no idea if that’s a thing or not.), again a bad description of law studies, I gave a specific home town to the reader just for of the sake of the story, please don’t get mad at me. 

By the way, Y/l/n means your last name or surname, although I know all of you are very smart and experienced so you didn’t need me to tell you that.

CHAPTER THREE

As you stood in that elevator and it went upwards, you were waiting for it to stop on the 33rd floor, your hands clutching on your dress like your life depends on it. You looked at yourself one more time in the glass wall of the elevator and realized you were chewing on your lips so you released it for the sake of your makeup. As the elevator finally came to a stop you quickly took one last look at yourself before walking out of it to the most beautiful scenery you have ever seen with your naked eyes. All the walls were made of glass you could see the whole city from up here. The lights were dim. It was just beautiful but what surprised you the most was there was no other person there besides you and well, Steve.

As soon as Steve saw you he stood up from his place, his eyes soaking you in. They lingered on your face before doing a once-over of your whole body. Damn, he looked good. Wearing a dark blue button-up shirt which was as always a little too tight for him, and his black tie was a little loose around his neck. Cuffs were folded to his elbow making his arms look stronger than ever. You have never even thought that you would ever want to be squeezed by someone, but here you are wanting him to just wrap his big arms around you and pull you into his strong chest. You could literally see his pecs and bulging bicep from the shirt. You noticed that he had shaved his stubble too which made you wanna reach out and caress his face.

“Hello, Mr. Rogers.” You said in a seductive voice as you walked up to him, feeling a little more confident by his reaction. 

“Hi, beautiful.” He said before proceeding to pull out your chair for you.

“Thank you, kind sir.” You said and sat down and then he took his seat as well.

“As much as I like hearing those things from your lips, I would settle for just Steve for now.” He said, and there was it again. That authority that turns you on, making you squeeze your thighs together. “You look really beautiful, Y/n.” He said not taking his eyes away from yours.

“Thank you, you don’t look bad yourself......Steve.” His name felt so nice rolling off your tongue, suddenly all he ever wants to hear was you screaming his name as he pounced into you.

“I hope you like french.” He said.

“Oh, I love french.” You replied and a smirk formed on his lips. 

He was about to make a remark when one of the servers came in with menus in his hands. “Here are the menus, Sir, ma’am. Just ring that bell when you are ready to order. Is there anything else that I can help you with?” He said placing two food menus in front of the two of you and one drinks menu in the middle.

“No, thank you very much.” You smiled politely at him and he went away.  You realized Steve was looking at you with a smile on his face. “What is it?” 

“You are really good with people.” He said.

“Well, I have to be good with people for a living. I am a barista and I was a waitress myself before I got fired.” You gave him the information and his smile turned into a little frown.

“You got fired?”

“Yup, on my birthday, the day........we met.” You say and you could see the glint of mischief in his eyes by just a little mention of that day.

“Why?”

“No reason, my manager was a dick and he got jealous because I had two jobs and was earning more than him.” You replied opening your menu. Thankfully you were a waitress before so you had no problem recognizing the french cuisine on the menu.

“Well, he does sound like a dick.” He said making you giggle. 

“Steve? Why is there no one here other than us?” You asked looking around the big secluded area. How is this restaurant doing so well if no one comes here? You thought to yourself.

“Because I booked all of it.” He replied casually and you almost choked on your own saliva as you looked at him with wide eyes. 

“You booked the whole restaurant?” You tried not to be too loud.

“No, why would I do that? I just booked this floor.” He said going through the wine menu.

“Well, that’s not any better, Steve. You can’t book the whole floor just for a dinner.”

“Actually I can, Doll. And I did.” He said with a proud smirk. 

“Why?” 

“Because I don’t like too much noise while admiring a gorgeous view.” His answer made you speechless as a heat creeping up to your face. God, he was so straight and smooth with his words. You looked away from him as if you were trying to hide from his gaze, not because it was uncomfortable or something but because it was so overwhelming. You never felt like this before, not even when you were with Brock, and you thought he was your one true love. “Would you like me to order our drinks now, Ms. Y/l/n?” He asked with a smirk, very satisfied by your reaction.

“Yes, please,” you said.

“What kind of wine would you like?” He asked looking at the menu.

“Depends. What kind’s better?” She asked making him raise an eyebrow.

“You’ve never had wine before?” 

“I just turned 21, Steve. There are a lot of things that I’ve never had.” You said and Steve couldn’t help but wonder what are the things you’ve never have, you were much more innocent than you let on, were you a virgin? Steve wouldn’t lie, his cock twitched at the thought of you being a virgin. Although it wouldn’t matter if you weren’t one, for him you were still the most innocent person in the world.

“Okay, then let’s start with the most basic ones.” He said putting aside the wine menu and pressing the bell. It was as if the server was standing just behind you because he was there less than 5 seconds. 

“Are you ready to order your drinks, sir, ma’am?” 

“Yes. May I get the finest of your red and white wine?” Chris said.

“Yes, Sir. Anything else?” He asked and Steve shook his head. “Ma’am?”

“No, thank you.” with that he went away

“So, tell me, y/n, where are you from?” He asked and he genuinely sounded interested in it. To be honest no one ever sounded that interested in your life, ever. At least not on the first date, most of them expected to get in your pants. Or at least for you to suck them off in the front seat of their car while they drive you home. Even Brock. God every time you think about him you can’t help but wonder what the hell did you ever see in him in the first place. 

“It's a small town in Idaho I’m pretty sure you’ve never heard of.”

“Try me.”

“Ketchum. But we moved to Queens when I was in middle school.” You replied.

“Ah, you don’t say.” He said in a surprised voice. 

“You don’t have to pretend you know where that is, I won’t be offended.” You said with a smirk. 

“I’m not pretending, I do know where that is.” He said as the waiter approached you but neither of you took your eyes off of each other. He placed two glasses in front of you and poured both red and wine in them before doing the same with Steve. He put the bottles between you two and went away.

“Really?” You asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Ya, it's near sun valley right?” He asked and you were surprised at his knowledge, and now suddenly you were more attracted to him. 

“Yes actually, it is.”

“See I told you you would be surprised.” He said with a cocky smirk. “Now let’s drink to that. What you wanna try first?” He asked and you held up the white wine. He followed your lead and waited for you to finish your drink to see your reaction with an amused smile on his face. You tilted your head and gulped back the whole glass. You literally had to physically hold yourself so you wouldn’t throw up. A hand on your lips and a look of disgust on your face which he swore was the cutest thing he saw in his life. “I’m guessing by your facial expression, you do not like it.”

“I hate it. It’s so bad, why would people want to drink it by choice?” You asked making him chuckle.

“I don’t know, doll, why don’t you try the red one.” He said pointing at the other glass. 

“Okay,” you said taking the other glass and gulping it back as well, it was bad too at first, but then the aftertaste surprised you, it was actually really good. “It's bad too, but in an ‘its bad but I still can’t stop drinking it’ kinda way.” You said and he poured you another glass.

“Are you ready to order now?” He asked taking a sip from his own glass

“Yes......sorry.” You whispered when you realized you said it louder than you expected. 

“It's okay, doll.” He said pressing the bell again and just like last time the waiter appeared in less than 5 seconds.

“May I take your order now, sir, ma’am.” 

“Yes, the lady will have a...”

“Bœuf bourguignon.” You said reading out of the menu.

“And I’ll have the coq au vin and lamb chops with a cognac dijon creme sauce.”  

“Anything else, sir, ma’am?”

“No.” with that the waiter went away. 

“You sound really sexy when you speak french.” You said as you bit your lips. The wine was kicking in already, making you feel more confident than you did at the starting of the night.

“Really? It was merely a word, doll.” There was that nickname again, that made your heart flutter the whole night.

“And it was a sexy word when it came from you.” 

“Thanks, Doll.”

As the end of your date neared and you two were finishing your dinner, you have talked about everything you could on your first date. He told you that he was from Brooklyn, although you have guessed already by his accent. He was a self-made businessman and billionaire, his mom died a few years ago. There was a glint of sadness in his eyes when he was talking about her, and at that moment you so badly wanted to hug him and comfort him. But when you asked him what it was that he actually does he fell silent and instantly converted the conversation to you. It lingered to you at first but then you drank two more glasses of wine and everything was normal again. 

He knew that you scored 170 on your LSAT, It was your third year of majoring in criminal justice, and you were preparing for MPRE with it. He knew that you lived with your sister and her husband, you left the details about his sleaziness. He knew you had 1 niece and 2 nephews and you loved those brats a lot. 

By the time you were talking about your two best friends, you were a lot tipsier than you wanted to be. You were giggling like crazy. 

“You up for dessert, doll?” He asked when you finally finished your meal. 

‘yes, and I want you in the dessert.’ you thought but kept it to yourself.

“No, Stevie, I’m full.” You said and he raised an eyebrow. You barely ate anything, how could you be full. He ordered more than you and he still wasn’t full. 

“You’re full? You barely ate anything.” He asked and within the next second, you were standing in front of him. 

“Trust me I’m full.” You said pulling his hand and putting it on your stomach. If you were not a little drunk right now you would be so embarrassed by yourself. What the hell were you doing? “But I am hungry for something else.” You whispered in a low seductive tone. 

At that moment it took everything in Steve to not pull you down and give you the best kiss of your life. But he had no right to take your advantage like that, no one had the right to take your advantage like that. You were not in the right state of mind right now, and it would be wrong to kiss you. 

“Okay, Y/n. Let's take you home.”

As the two of you came down in the elevator as you leaned against him you didn’t take your eyes off of his face for even a second. His arm was around your waist the whole time in a protective manner so that you wouldn’t trip on your own steps. He practically carried you out of the building, it was so easy for him. You were so small and fragile that he was scared he would break you in half if he grabs you too tight. 

“To Ms. Y/l/n’s place, Pete,” Steve said to his driver as he opened the door of the backseat and helped you inside. When Steve slipped in the car after you, you slide closer to him. You bit your lips before pulling your hair back in a ponytail ready to give him his reward, you definitely weren’t in the right state of your mind. Steve raised an eyebrow at your action. As your hands neared the buckle of his belt he grabbed your wrist and asked.

“What are you doing, Doll?”

“Well, isn’t it what you want?” you asked with a confused expression. 

“No, Doll. I mean I do, I really do. But not now, not when you can’t think straight. I can not take advantage of you. And besides, you don’t have to do it because I want it, you can do it when you want it.”  He said realizing your hair from the ponytail. He tucked your hair behind your ear as the strands came down and covered your face. He liked looking at your face, ever since he started this business he couldn’t find the innocence around his life anymore. That’s what attracted him to you in the first place, even in that club dancing like that there was something pure and innocent in your face. You gave him an assurance that there was still some innocence remaining in this cruel world. You were so soft, figuratively and literally, that he was scared that he would corrupt you.

“Huh, no one has said that to me before.” You said putting your head on his shoulder. 

The rest of the ride was silent, but not awkward. He let you rest till you get to the house that reminded you that you had so confidently told Lisa that you would move out tomorrow but where the hell would you go. Wanda and Sharon’s place was barely big enough for them she wouldn’t be able to fit herself in the tiny apartment.  “What happened, Doll?” Steve asked as he saw the look on your face.

“Nothing.” You said with a smile, you didn’t want to tell him your sob story, You wanted to complete the night in a good mood. “Thank you so much for tonight, Steve.” 

“Thank you for coming on this date with me, Doll.” He said and you sat up straight looking him in the eyes while biting your lips. It had become a habit of you by now. You were so lost in your ocean blue eyes that you didn’t even realize that the car has come to a stop now, Pete had stepped out of the car to give you and Steve some privacy. “Y/n?” He said.

“Huh?” 

“We have arrived.” He said even though he wanted nothing more than to just sit there all night and stare at your face he knew he had to let you go.

His words pulled you out of your trans and you looked around to see your sister’s house. The lights were still on. Which made you frown because they usually go to bed by now. 

Steve then opened the door for you and help you out and then led you to the front door. 

“It's okay, I can go from here.” You said as you reached the front porch. 

“I’m not leaving until you’re safe inside, Y/n.” He firmly stated with that authoritative voice that he uses whenever he wants something and you couldn’t help but nod. 

As you reached the front door you turned to face him. You took a step back as you almost collided with his chest. “Goodnight, Steve.” You said, your eyes were almost begging him to kiss you, at least one peck on the lips. Okay just on the cheek, Steve, please. You were silently pleading to him but he just settled for a hug instead. Guess that would do for tonight.

His big strong arms wrapped around your small waist and pulled you close to his chest. He slightly pulled you up from the ground in the process. God, he smelled so good. And you felt so small in his arms, You were not really what people call petite, the curves of your chest and ass were bigger than Wanda and Sharon’s or most women who were considered petite, so it was so good to feel so small and petite in his arms. 

“Goodnight, Doll.” He said before pulling away from you and settling you on the ground. You pilled out your key from your purse and opened the door. You sneaked a last glance at him before slipping inside. That stupid grin on your face was back again. 

But that stupid grin was soon gone from your face and turned into a scowl when you saw that Lisa was sitting in the living room, sipping tea. 

“I wanted to talk to you.” She said as you made your way toward your room.

“What is it?” You asked without looking at her way.

“You can stay here.” That sentence made you turn around so fast that you almost lost your balance. Thanks to the TV stand you didn’t actually fall down. “I’m not saying you can stay here forever without rent. I’m just giving you a week time to find an actual place to live before moving out.” She said

“And you’re doing this out of the goodness of your heart?” You made a sarcastic remark. You couldn’t help but think it had something to do with the Mercedes showing up to pick you up for your date. You didn’t say it though, you didn’t want to sound like an ungrateful bitch. 

“Oh please. I just don’t want you to run to dad and bitch to him about how I’m treating you. He already hates me enough.” Lisa said, putting aside her cup and crossing her arms across her chest.

“Dad doesn’t hate you, Lisa. He just hates Martin. And you know it yourself he isn’t really likable. Anyway, Thank you, I appreciate it, really. I promise I’ll be out of your hair as soon as possible. You looked at the clock which read 12:30, still have some time. If you go to sleep right now you’ll be able to make it to the cafe by 6. So you quickly changed your clothes and went to bed. 

The next morning you were awoken by your stupid alarm which blared beside you. You groaned before rolling over and shutting it off. As you opened your eyes they went straight to your clock which read 5:10, you’ll have to get up soon or you’ll be late again. Last night was still fresh in your head, a smile made its way on your lips as you thought about Steve. He was so sweet and gentle and at the same time so dominating and supreme. Your hand went straight to your phone in hopes to see a text from him. Disappointment filled you there was none from him, would he talk to you after what you did last night? Before your mind could do any self humiliating presumptions you reminded yourself that it was just 5:10 in the morning, maybe he wasn’t even up yet.

You wanted to feel embarrassed for last night but you couldn’t. He did say he wanted it, right? He just wanted you to want it too before you do it, he wanted you to be sober so he wouldn’t feel like he was taking advantage of you. You couldn’t remember the last time a guy treated you so nicely. Most people you dated didn’t care if you were drunk or not. 

You quickly plucked up your courage and got out of the comforter. The cold air of the morning instantly hit you like a ton of bricks made of ice. You took a quick hot shower and changed into blue high waist jeans and a red white and black crop shirt, putting a little more effort into your look. When you rushed out of the front door Lisa, Martin, and the kids were still asleep which was good because you weren’t ready to face the kids after your argument with their mother last night. What did they think about you now? Were you a bad person for them? 

“Good morning, Y/n,” Rick said with an enthusiastic smile as you tie your apron around your waist. “You’re right on time today.” He added as he put your name up on the chart.

“Good morning, Rick. Someone’s in a good mood.” You smiled. 

“Guess, who’s gonna turn 18 in a week, sweetheart?”

“Not you, because you just turned 17 four months ago.”

“Yes, me. This Bad Boy. I’m gonna change my date of birth on my driving License, so, baby, you don’t have to hide your love for me anymore.” He said spreading his hand out in a romantic gesture making you laugh.

“I’m afraid that’s not how it works, Rick. If your date of birth on your driving license does not match the date of birth on your birth certificate, it is considered to be a fake license.” 

“Then I’ll just change the date on the birth certificate.”

“You can’t do that without the court’s permission.”

“What? We have to wait for 8 more months to profess our love for each other. Dammit.” He exclaimed making you laugh again, you ruffled his hair and walked up to your counter. “It's okay, I can wait for you for 80 years, 8 months is nothing.” 

You were just halfway through your job when he walked into the coffee house. A smile instantly spread wide on your face. He looked impatient due to the line of four people in front of him. He practically ran up to you when it was his turn which made you giggle a little.

“What can I get you today, Sir?” You asked in a low seductive voice.

“A double espresso and a chat with the beautiful barista.” He said with a smirk.

“I can help you with the espresso but who is this barista you’re talking about?” You asked playing along with Steve.

“This really gorgeous girl that works here. But I can’t see her around right now” He answered while pretending to look around the cafe and making you blush.

“Maybe she’s not working today, Why don’t you tell me and I’ll pass along the message.” You said while proceeding to make his coffee. Your hands worked quickly and he was looking at you with admiration.

“I just really wanted to know if she would like to go on a second date?” He asked with hopeful eyes and you bit your lips as you looked up at him through your lashes. 

“I think.......she would love to go on a second date with you.” You said releasing your lower lip with a little pop. “Yeah?” He asked.

“Yeah.”

“Then tell her that Pete would pick her up from her place at 7.” He said.

“If you don’t mind me asking, where are you gonna take her?” You asked and he gestured for you to come closer as if he was about to tell you a big secret and you leaned in.

“It's a secret...Oh, there she is.” He said as he stood back straight and you quickly looked back to see where he was pointing. A giggle escaped your lips as you saw Ruth coming up toward her counter. “Isn’t she pretty?”

“She’s gorgeous.” You replied turning back to look at him.

“Told you.”

“Hmm. That would be 2.75, Mr. Rogers.” You said handing him his cup of coffee and just like last time he handed you a 100 dollar bill.

“Keep the change.” He said and your whole demeanor changed from playful to serious. 

“Steve.” You said in a scolding voice.

“Doll.” He mocked you and before you could say anything he rushed out of the cafe. What was it with him and giving big tips to you? Was it because you told him you were fired? Were you a charity case to him? You had to talk to him about it.

*******

You didn’t see Wanda or Sharon that day at all. They both had classes when you had a little time between your college and study group and after that Wand had a study group until later evening and Sharon was working late. You had to say you were missing both of them a little. You left both of them messages as you got to your sister's place. You smiled and said hi to the kids before rushing into your room. You looked at your clock and it was a little after 6 so you didn’t waste any more time before starting to get ready, Thank god you shaved yesterday, your skin was still smooth today. 

You pulled on the skinniest jeans you had which hugged your ass and thighs very well. It made your butt look a little more plumper. You pulled on a white off-shoulder crop top with a sweetheart neckline which complemented the curve of your breast and made your cleavage look deeper. It was sexy yet classy. You completed the look with your black block heels. You let yourself up in a messy bun, a few curly strands escaping and framing your face. 

Your heart was jumping in excitement. Pete was right outside Lisa’s house on 7 being the punctual guy that he was. You skipped excitedly out of the house and smiled brightly at him as he opened the back door.

“Good evening, Pete.” You bowed a little making him smile. 

“Good evening, Ma’am.” He replied as he helped you inside the car. 

“Thank you.” You said as he rushed to his side and got inside before pulling out of the street. “So tell me, Pete, Where are we going today?” You asked.

“To Mr. Rogers place, Ma’am. Please don’t tell him I told you that.” He said meeting your eyes through the rearview.

“Your secret’s safe with me, I wasn’t even listening.” You said making him laugh a little. 

You felt like you were in that car for hours, while it was only just 40 minutes. “How longer, Pete? Where does he live.” 

“15 more minutes, ma’am. Mr. Rogers lives out of the city.” He replied making you sigh, why does he have to live so far away. 

The rest of the 15 minutes again felt like hours. By the time the car finally came to a stop, you couldn’t wait to get out of it. Pete rushed to your side and opened the door and helping you out of the car. As you looked up at the house, sorry, the mansion You physically had to hold Pete so that you wouldn’t fall over.

“He lives here?” you didn’t mean to say it out loud but you did anyway. You swear to god your whole hometown could fit in there. How can someone possibly spend time here alone? It was so massive, doesn’t he get lost? 

“Yes, Ma’am. This is where Mr. Rogers lives.” The mansion was mostly made of glass and it was covered by so many trees. The fences were so up to around the mansion that you couldn’t see if there were other houses outside, although you were quite sure there were not. 

Pete lead you up to the front door and disappeared before you could ask him to stop because you were definitely gonna get lost here alone. You slowly stepped inside and started looking around for any sign of Steve. Then you heard it, the sound of classic music coming from your left. You took a few steps and realized it was coming from the kitchen. You took a few more steps before taking a turn, You could see Steve’s back, his muscles moving under the tight gray Henley as he moved across the kitchen island.

Every time you see this man he surprises you one way or another. Honestly, you shouldn’t be surprised that he could cook, he’s too perfect to not be able to do something. “Hey, You’re here.” He said as he saw you.

“Hey, you’re cooking.” You said, walking up to him with a big smile on your face. You looked at the neat counter as he kept chopping vegetables. 

“Yeah, honestly I’m tired of eating outside.

“What are we having today?” You asked.

“How do you feel about...Indian?” He asked picking up a piece of carrot and held it in front of your lips and you quickly took it out of his fingers with your lips. 

“Surprised. You can cook Indian?” You asked as you looked at the curry getting ready on the stove. And it already smelled delicious. 

“I try.” 

“I’ll give you a 15 on 10 on the fragrance. So that’s a very successful trial.” You said. “What are we having anyway?”

“We are having, Lemon chicken, Biriyani, Prawn curry, and some roasted veggies on the side.” He said introducing you to all the dishes. 

“Okay, my mouths watering. What can I help you with, Mr. Rogers?”

“I’m almost done, Doll. Why don’t you just go, sit and make yourself at home.” He said but you weren’t ready to leave his side yet. He looked so good while cooking that you couldn’t help but wonder, is there any time when this man didn’t look ridiculously handsome? The answer was no. His beautiful baby blue eyes were focused on the food in front of him. You just wanted to reach out and kiss his pink plump lips, but you settled with just admiring for now. 

“Can I just stand here?” You asked in a small voice almost as if he would scold you.

“Of course, Doll. If you want to.” He leaned down to kiss your head and a swarm of butterflies was released in your stomach. Yup, you could definitely get used to it. 

When the dinner was ready you helped Steve to set up the table. 

“Don’t be shy to tell me if it's bad okay, Y/n. I only cooked Indian one time before.” Steve said as he served you the food. It looked and smelled so delicious that you doubt it would be any worse. You waited for him to serve himself.

“Bon appetite.”

“Bon appetite.” You replied before taking a spoonful of rice in your mouth. You couldn’t help the loud moan that left your mouth at the taste. It was delicious just like you assumed. You opened your eyes to see Steve staring at you his food untouched.

“I’m sorry, it's so good. You sure you only made Indian food one time before? Honestly, I’ve never tried Indian food before but I know this is the best I’ll ever have.” You said and dipped your spoon in the curry.  

“Thanks, Doll.” He replied with a smile before digging in his own food. 

You guys talked a little while eating before you asked him a question before you asked him the question you’ve been thinking about since the second time you met him. 

“So, how’d you find out my name? I don’t remember telling you at the club.” You asked and he stopped eating for a second.

“Okay, I’m not gonna lie but don’t be creeped out okay?” He said and you raised an eyebrow. 

“Should I be?” 

“Depends on you, my secretary was with me that night so he said he knew you from the coffee shop you’ve been working at for two years, so I might have asked your manager about you.” He said trying to inspect your facial expression you started to laugh. “You don’t think it's creepy?”

“Honestly, if it was anyone else I would but with you, I don’t know why but it's...cute.” 

“Cute?” He asked and you nodded. You could see you’ve hurt his masculinity and ego by calling him cute but he didn’t comment on it......for now.

When the dinner was done you helped him put away the plates. 

“God, I’m so full.” You groaned as Steve filled the dishwasher. You loved how he had such a big house but he still did all his work himself. You did not see a single worker in the house. 

“Not yet, Doll. I made dessert.” He said as he walked toward the microwave. 

“So you bake too? Steve Rogers, are you even real? Is there anything You can’t do?”

“Actually there is. I can’t sing to save my life.” He said making you giggle. “You want some wine with it?” He asked as he took out two slices of pie on two plates. “No. I wanna stay sober tonight.” You replied remembering your last date. You didn’t want him to hold back again just because you drank some wine again. You followed him out in the living room like a puppy. “Take off your shoes, get comfy.” He said and you did as he said. 

“Do you not get bored?” You asked as you sat beside him and took one of the plates.

“Why would I get bored, sweetheart?” He asked.

“You live here, alone. It's such a huge place for a single person.” You said looking around the mansion. 

“Well, I spent most of my time in my office. And I’m not alone all the time, Bucky and Sam come over sometimes.” 

“Bucky and Sam? Your friends?” You asked and he nodded before he casually leaned over, sliding his thumb over your upper lip. You realized you had whipped cream there. He then licked the whipped cream off his thumb. You couldn’t help but imagine what his tongue would feel like on a certain part of your body. You squeezed your thighs at the thought. He made you feel like a horny teenager whenever he’s around.

“You okay, Doll?” He asked with a raised eyebrow. 

“Yeah, yeah. By the way, where’d that come from?”

“Where did what come from?” 

“The nickname.”

“Doll?” He asked finishing the last of his pie. 

“Yeah, that one.” You asked finishing yours as well. 

“I don’t know I just looked at you and it came to me.” He shrugged and you sat up straight, turning completely to him. 

“Then I should give you a nickname too right? Look at me let me think what comes to my mind.” You said cupping his face and making him turn to you. He smirked at how serious and focused you look. “Let’s see...umm...Your face’s really hunky but then your blond hair makes you look sweet, but then you-” 

Your words were cut off by his lips on yours. To say that you were amazed at first would be an understatement, It took you at least a few seconds for your shock to wear off as you started kissing him back, slowly at first. The fluttering inside you that you felt the whole night only intensified. Your heart was pounding in your chest and your knees got weaker, thank god you were sitting on a couch because you would have only fallen down if you were standing. 

Steve’s arm wrapped around your small waist and pulled you closer. The sweet kiss turned more intimate as the seconds pass. You could only focus on how soft his lips felt against yours, how addictively he invaded all your senses. Heat rose from your stomach to your chest. Your heart skipped a beat as he ran his tongue over your lower lip, you didn’t need to think twice before granting him access. His hands curled bruisingly on the skin of your waist as he pulled you on his lap. 

You pulled away to catch your breath but only for a second as you kissed him back. Your hands curled around his shirt, you were sure it would leave a crease behind but that was the least of your concern right now. His tongue was stroking yours very softly. He let out a groan as you accidentally bit down on his lower lip. As cliche as it sounds, you were so lost in him and his astonishing lips that you almost forgot about time. You very unwillingly pushed him away with a hand on his chest. 

“Steve, I need to leave.” You whispered as you tried to catch your breath. You were still blown away by the kiss, your mind was a little inoperative, and couldn’t think straight. Your body was uncooperative to your words, you were mindlessly leaning even closer to him. Your soft breast was pressed firmly against his strong chest. You were looking at each other's eyes like you could see the whole world in it.

“No, you don’t.” It was the first time you heard him sound so eager. His eyes were practically begging you to stay. He looked so appealing that you almost gave in, but that little sensible part of your brain, god you hate it, told you that no matter how good the sex is, it's not worth losing your job. God, you wanted to stay so badly but you knew you couldn’t. 

“I have to, I have to get to the cafe by 6.” you sounded so frail that you couldn’t even convince yourself anymore. You bit your lips to hold yourself back from kicking away all those logical thoughts in the back of your brain and kiss those sinful lips of his. 

“I’ll drive you in the morning.” He said and his offer was so tempting but you knew that if you said you both won't be in the condition to drive back into the city the next morning. 

“Steve, you and I both know if I stayed we wouldn’t be in any state to leave the bed in the morning.” You said and you saw him physically twitch at the thought of it.

“That is true. Can’t you just call in sick tomorrow?”

“No, I already took one a few days ago, my manager will fire me.”

“That makes me think, do you really need this job?” his question made you laugh. He looks so cute when he’s begging for something. 

“Yes, Steve, I really need this job. How about we meet again tomorrow, I don’t have a study group tomorrow.” 

“Hmm that’s a really tempting offer, but you know we wouldn’t have to meet again tomorrow if you just don’t leave.” He said with a pout.

“Steve.” You said as sternly as you could.

“Okay, fine. I’ll pick you up from your college tomorrow. If that’s ok with you.” with that his arms around you finally loosen up and you got up from his lap to put on your heels back. 

“That sounds perfect.” You replied and looked at your watch. “Shit, it's already 10:45.” You said and rushed out of the house with Steve on your trail. Pete was standing just outside as he saw you coming out he opened the car door. 

“Y/n,” Steve called out, and as soon as you turn around his warm mouth was against yours pulling you in for another mind-blowing kiss. Your eyes immediately closed. You were still not used to his kisses. 

With one last kiss, he pulled away and said

“Goodnight, Doll. Can’t wait to see you tomorrow.”

“Goodnight, Steve.” 

With that, you sat in the car and Pete drove away from Steve’s house. As a wide smile spread on your lips you realized you were already missing Steve. You also realized that you were too far gone already.

*******

CHAPTER FOUR

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Give Me Some Sugar

Steve Rogers AU

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Sugardaddy! Steve Rogers x Sugarbaby! Reader.

Summary: When young Y/n gets fired from one of her jobs she struggles to make enough money for college loans and Bills, that’s when she meets Steve. What Steve is looking for isn’t exactly a relationship, he just wants someone to look pretty in his arms and take care of his needs without asking many questions about his job.

Series Warnings: Salty reader, age gap, Sugardaddy and sugarbaby relationship and all the chaos that comes with it, SMUT (Obviously. Don’t try tell me you didn’t see that coming, Karen.), asshole people (Yup that’s a warning.),language more will be added later to the chapters.

Characters (as per the chapter): Y/n, Steve Rogers, Wanda Maximoff, Sharon Carter. 

Words: 5.4k. (I need to calm down.)

Chapter Warning: Salty reader, Drama, Some making out.

CHAPTER  FOUR

The next day you found yourself sitting in the cafeteria of your college during the break between your two classes fidgeting in the chair. Your sister asked you this morning that how the apartment hunting was going and you smiled and lied to her that it was going great and you already saw a few of them. The truth was it had completely slipped your mind because of the dates with Steve. 

How could you be so lost in a guy that you forgot that you were practically homeless. knowing your sister, she would definitely throw you out at the end of the week, weather you have a place to live or not. You were already sipping on your fourth cup of coffee. What the hell were you going to do? You can’t really ask Sharon or Wanda, they already have to much on their plate with the semesters coming to an end and the loans. You can’t ask Kyle either, he lives with his cousins who always stare too much. Steve? No, you just met him a few days ago. Although you would love to live with him it wouldn’t really be right.

You could always apply for the dorm rooms. But who wants to live in a dorm room, they’re always so gross.

“What got you so anxious today, babe?” said a voice and you turn to see your two loves of your life coming up to you. You quickly gave Wanda a hug and turn to give one to Sharon as well. They took a seat on either side of you and waited for your reply.

“Well, Lisa might or might not have found out that I was fired from the restaurant. And then she called me the ‘w’ word in front of her children. And then I might or might not have told her that I’m gonna move out and then she gave me till the end of the week, Its already Thursday and I still have no where to go.” You said and your voice almost broke. “I’m homeless.” You cried out.

“A decaf, please.” Sharon yelled out to the waiter pointing at you and you assumed it was for you. “You can just ask her to give you some more time.”  Sharon suggested as she turned to you. 

“I can’t, Sharon. I have dignity.” You said.

“She’s right, Sharon. Besides you know Lisa, she’ll hold it over her head for the rest of her life. Sweetie, you can always come live with us.” Wanda said as you thanked the waiter who brought your decaf. 

“But that place is already too small for the two of you, where are you gonna fit me? I don’t wanna bother you guys. And no offence but that couch is not really back friendly.” You said.

“Yeah, non taken, we know that. And you can stay with us till you find another place okay?You’re not gonna bother us, besides you can cook dinner and lunch. And about that couch, we can share bed alternatively with you. Right Wands?” Sharon said looking at the red head.

“Absolutely. And we will also help you apartment hunting.” Wanda nodded with a smile.

“Really? Oh my god, guys, I love you.” You said and pulled them both in for a hug. Just then you felt your vibrating and you took it out to read the message. “No this is not what I needed right now.” You exclaimed before putting your phone back in your purse. 

“What happened?” Wanda asked with an raised eyebrow.

“Mr. Zane just cancelled our class.”

“I swear to god, Y/n, if you cry because your class got cancelled I’m gonna jump off the terrace.” 

“I’m sorry.”

*******

Sharon and Wanda practically dragged you back to their apartment claiming that they didn’t have any class either but you had a feeling that they were lying and just needed an alibi to skip classes, not that you mind or anything. 

“You guys watch TV, I’ll make something for lunch.” You went to the kitchen to make yourself busy into doing something, you knew is you sat free your mind would wander off to apartment hunting again.

As you hummed a melody that you don’t quite remember that well and dance around in the kitchen a little you could hear Wanda and Sharon fighting over what to watch. You weren’t quite paying attention to it until you hear Sharon say “Look, Wands. I told you I saw him somewhere. No one can be that stupid hot and not be a celebrity.” Your curiosity got the best of you when you heard her words and you ran out of the kitchen to see who were they talking about.

Your eyes widen as you saw the familiar face on the TV. Your words got stuck in your mouth. There he was, proudly giving interview to some famous TV channel. You felt like he was looking directly at you from the screen. You could tell that it was clip of some old interview because there was that sexy beard on his face that he wasn’t sporting anymore.

Steve. Shit you almost forgot about Steve, he was supposed to pick you up from college.

You started to say something when Sharon said “You remember that sexy stranger from your birthday, Y/n, that’s him. Thank god I didn’t go up and talk to him, I’ll never stand a chance.” Sharon said as she looked at the screen with heart eyes and you almost felt guilty. Was it wrong for you to make a move on him when Sharon clearly stated she was into him? Well she said she called dibs and you were not in high school anymore, and you saw him first anyway............. Gosh, you were a shitty friend. You should just tell her and apologize. It won’t be a big deal right?

“Guys I wanna-” You started but you were again interrupted by Sharon.

“Oh my god, He’s so dreamy. Maybe I should have just talked to him, I mean what’s the worst could have happened?” She asked. ‘He could have told you that he’s interested in me and you would have hated me?’

“You should have. Who knows? You could have been in his bed right now.” Wanda playfully wiggled her eyebrow. You couldn’t help the slight pang of jealousy that you felt at the thought of Sharon being with Steve instead of you.

“Guys I want to tell you something. Wanda, remember I was talking about something that day at college, well this is it. Ste-” You were cut off again but this time it wasn’t either of them, it was the doorbell. God, why can’t people let me finish before interrupting.

“I’ll go get the door, you finish your juicy story later.” Sharon winked at you before getting up and walking toward the door. 

Sharon opened the door and her eyes widen as she took in the man standing in front of her. She thought she was hallucinating. Half of her was expecting him to just disappear or maybe convert into their annoying neighbor who was always here to ask for a phone charger. There he stood the man of the conversation, in all his glory. Blue eyes looking down at her because of the height deference. 

You couldn’t see who was standing at the door because of the angle but you frowned when you didn’t hear anything for a few seconds.

“Guys, please come here and tell me I’m not hallucinating.” Was the first thing that came out of Sharon’s mouth after a few seconds of silence. You and Wanda walked over to her and your eyes widen as well as Wanda’s. 

“I can assure you you’re not hallucinating. I’m here to meet Y/n.” He said pointing at you with his eyes. Both of your friends turned to you with wide eyes and raised eyebrows.

“You know him?” Sharon asked in a surprised tone and you let gave her a guilty smile.

“We are seeing each other, I thought you people would have known.” Steve replied.

“This is what I wanted to tell you guys. Steve what are you doing here?” You asked the man.

“I went to your college but you weren’t there then I went to your house your sister told me you might be here...... Is this not a good time?” He asked as he sensed the awkwardness between you and the blond girl..

“No, It’s okay. I’m Wanda by the way, this is Sharon. And you already know Y/n here. Why don’t you come inside.” Wanda said with a smile which he returned. 

“No its okay, I was here to pick her up.” Steve said and Sharon gave everyone a smile before walking to her home without another word you followed her as well.

“Sharon I’m so sorry. I know that night you clearly stated that you were into him but then you just walked away and I know I should have asked you before going out with him. I’m so sorry.” You said practically begging for her forgiveness but in return she only smiled at you.

“Y/n, its okay.”

“No its not, Sharon. I’m a bitch to do that to you, It was not what a good friend would have done.”

“Y/n seriously, I think its okay. You should go.”

“I can cancel if you want me to. We can have a girls night.” You offered with a smile.

“Y/n please just go. I’m okay, I’m not in high school anymore, I’m not gonna be upset about you hooking up with a guy I had a stupid crush on.” You knew what this was about. No matter how much she says she forgives you you could see that little glint of hatred behind her eyes for you.You know she still hasn’t moved on from what happened in high school. 

Without another word you walked out of her room, you wanted to talk to her until she would laugh again on your stupid jokes or pull you in a hug or even yell at you but you knew she wanted to be left alone right now. She clearly didn’t want company, much less yours.

When you came into the living room you saw Wanda and Steve having a conversation and laughing at something. You smiled at them. At least she was getting along with Steve, you wanted nothing more than your friends to get along with Steve.

“What you guys talking about?” You asked walking up to Wanda and sitting on her lap. 

“Its a secret. If I tell you you’ll kill me.” Wanda replied.

“Oh my god what did you say, Did she say something embarrassing about me? If its about the cab thing, I had no idea it was a private car and I was getting late.” You defended yourself.

“It was definitely not about the cab thing but now I wanna know about the cab thing.” Steve said suddenly looking more interested in it.

“Oh you’re never gonna find out, Rogers. Now lets go.” You said standing up and taking his hand. “Wands, keep an eye on her. She says she’s not mad at me but I know she is.” You said worrying about your other best friend.

“Its okay. Don’t worry about her, have fun.” She said giving you a wink and a hung. “It was nice to meet you, Steve.”

“You too, Wands.” He replied and you looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

“Wands?”

“We bonded.” He casually shrugged making you and the red head laugh.

Your mind couldn’t help but wander off to Sharon as you looked out the window as Steve drove to what you assume was his house since the traffic and crowd was reducing with time. You should have told her on the first day that it was Steve who paid for the drinks. It wouldn’t have escalated to this by now. 

“What ya thinking about, Doll?” Steve asked keeping his one hand on the steering wheel and the other on your knee.

“Just thinking about, Sharon.” You replied

“Ya, What happened? She just walked away.”

“I really don’t know its my place to say this but...... well, she kinda saw you in the club at my birthday and she called dibs, which is this stupid thing we have been doing since we were in high school, and now I broke the sis code and I’m seeing you and I think she’s upset with me.”

“Well, its not true because I made a move on you.”

“Steve, I clearly remember giving you a strip tease in the middle of the dance floor, minus the strip.” 

“I was the one who asked you out. And besides you can’t control who you get attracted to, doll. You were the one I got attracted to, not her, and its not your fault.” He said stroking your left cheek. 

“Actually its about what happened in high school, she’s still a little salty about it.”

“What happened in high school?”

“We were in senior year and there was this guy, Brady, He was the mayor’s son. She had a really huge crush on him and I don’t know why she just never told me about him, she only told Wanda and when Brady asked me on a date I said yes, She caught us making out in the chemistry lab. And she got so mad at me, I didn’t even know what I did until Wanda told me. She didn’t talk to me for three months even though I immediately broke it off with Brady.” You said and you didn’t realize you were so embarrassed and ashamed of yourself that you couldn’t look him in the eyes in that moment.

“Hey, Doll. It wasn’t your fault, you couldn’t have known.” Steve assured you, holding your chin and turning your face to him. You halfheartedly smiled at him. “Besides, I don’t really blame Brady.” He winked at you making you blush like a teenager. 

You couldn’t help but stare at Steve as he continued driving. His one hand in steering wheel and the other in yours. He was stealing glances at you now and then. How could a man be so devastatingly beautiful, without even trying. His blue eyes was sparkling in that moment that he was sitting in the car with you.

You wanted to kiss him so bad right now, you know you shouldn’t since he’s driving but when has you ever not done something because you shouldn’t, that’s why you leaned in and pressed your lips against his. Your hand against his jaw rubbing at the stubble that was growing there. Steve was taken aback at first but then quickly kissed you back. He was smiling against your lips. You then pulled away with a giggle and sat back on the passenger seat.

“What was that for, Doll? Not that I’m complaining.” He asked with a smile.

“I just......wanted to make sure you’re real.” 

“So? What do you think? Am I?”

“Oh that was very real.” Steve pulled up in his driveway less than 5 minutes later. As he helped you out of the car you looked up at his mansion. If you had thought it was beautiful last night. It was even more beautiful in the morning. You could see it very clearly in the sunlight. 

“It looks even more wonderful in the morning.” You commented as you took in every detail about the mansion. 

“Thanks, but the actual credit goes to the real owner of the house” He said said and you gave him a questioning look. “I bought this house from Alucio Garcia. He’s a Portuguese businessman, he needed money so I bought this house from him.” Steve explained to you before leading you inside by holding your hand. 

“Well, Mr. Garcia has a very lovely taste. Where’s Pete?” You asked when you realized you didn’t see the man anywhere. 

“I gave him a day off, they just find out his wife’s pregnant.” He said and your eyes brighten up for the man. 

“That’s awesome. Congratulate him for me when he gets back.” You said with a wide smile. You were very happy for Pete. You remember when Lisa first found out she was pregnant. She was so scared, just 17. You were the first person she told, you were just 14. She loved you back then, you were the only person she trusted it with. You remember how she cried in your room the whole night, scared that Dad will be very mad, and he was. So mad. You were the one who stood between them, stood up for her. You fought with your dad for her. You practically begged him to let her be with Martin, Oh how you regret it now. Martin is an asshole, you have no idea why Lisa still doesn’t see it. He is the reason the two of you drifted apart. You used to be the perfect duo at some time, how did you come to this? How did you get to the point where she can’t see you without the look of disgust in her face. 

“What happened, Doll?” Steve asked and you realized you were sitting on the couch in the living room now. When did you get here?

“Nothing. What are we doing today?” You asked with a smile. 

“Wait till 7. You’re gonna change, I’m gonna take you to the fanciest dinner ever.” He said and you pouted a little. You just wanted to spend some time with him, alone, here, you didn’t want to go anywhere fancy. 

“Can’t we just stay here? Do something fun?”

“You want to stay here when I’m taking you to a fancy dinner?”

“Yes.”

“And what do you wanna do?” He asked pulling you close by your waist, his eyes were sparkling with mischief, brow raised in a suggestive manner. 

“I don’t know, watch a movie maybe. Order pizza. Bake?” You replied, purposely ignoring his suggestion.

“You wanna bake?”

“Why not? You are great at it, I suck at it. You can teach me something maybe.” You replied playing with the collar of his shirt.

“Okay, I guess I’ll have to cancel the reservations I made then.” He sighed out, taking out his phone and quickly typing something in it before tossing it on the other couch. “What do you wanna bake?” He asked.

“What do you suggest for a beginner?” You asked in return. 

“Hmm....how do you feel about chocolate dump cake?” 

“Despite the name, I love the idea.” You said making him laugh. As you tried to stand up he held your wrist and pulled you back down.

“But I want to ask you something before that.” He said the look on his expression suddenly turned into a serious one. You frowned a little bit, your heart speed up by a bit. What was it? Your mind went to a thousand places in the span of 2 seconds. Was it about Sharon? Does he think badly of you too? Why do you overthink all the time, its probably nothing.

“What is it?” You asked looking at him innocently. 

“You don’t have to say yes if you don’t want to. I have to a business Party to attend to, this Saturday, I was thinking if you could be my date to it?” He said and to say that you were surprised was an understatement. You had expected a lot of things but that. You were flabbergasted for a second before you answer

“Ummm, well where is it?” You asked.

“LA.” He simply answered. 

“Los Angeles?”

“Yes, I know its far but you said you don’t have classes on Saturdays and Sundays. We’ll go Friday night and come back Sunday night.” He said. You didn’t know what to say, on one hand you wanted to go so badly, on other hand you can’t risk losing this job too. It seemed as if he could almost see the conflict behind your eyes. “Its okay, you don’t have to answer now. You have till tomorrow evening. Right now we can bake.” He said giving you a smile which you returned happily. 

He stood up pulling you up with him by your hand. You gazed into his deep blue eyes for a second before he lead you to the kitchen. Never have you been so keen to learn something in your life before. Probably because the teacher was the most beautiful man you’ve seen in your life. 

“What do we need?” You asked.

“We need to preheat the oven first.” He said moving along with his words. “Then we grease the pan.” He said taking out a bundt pan from the cupboard.

“Let me do something.”

“Take the chocolate and butter out from the fridge.” you did as he said.

“Now we mix it with Sugar, coffee and cocoa powder and we heat it over a pot of simmering water so that we can mix it till the chocolate melts.” He said dumping the ingredients in a small bowl and putting it over the stove. Honestly you weren’t even paying full attention to instruction, the site was too fascinating. “Now we make the batter.”

“I wanna make the batter.” You said with a little pout making him chuckle. 

“Come ‘ere.” He said and you happily skipped to his side. 

He helped you put the ingredients in a bigger bowl and then guided your hand to whisk it.

“I know how to whisk, Steve. I’m not that useless.” You commented making him chuckle but left you to do it anyway. 

“I can see that.” He sarcastically said as he saw what a mess you made all over your hands and the kitchen island. 

“Hey, everyone is not perfect like you okay. Deal with it.” You said making him chuckle. He then poured the mixture of chocolate coffee and sugar in the batter. 

“Taste it.” He said picking the batter with his finger and holding it in front of your lips. You didn’t think twice before wrapping your lips around his forefinger and sucking on it. You looked up at him as his pupils became dilated and he licked his lower. You smirked before swirling you tongue around his finger, giving him a hint of what your tongue would feel around his other parts, before pulling away.

“Its delicious.” You said in a suggestive voice. He didn’t answer, just kept staring at your mouth and eyes. “Steve?” 

“Huh?”

“The oven.” You whispered pointing at the oven that has been preheating for some time now. You giggled when he looked around in confusion before it settled over him. 

“Oh.” He said before quickly grabbing the bundt pan and pouring the batter in it and putting it inside the oven. “Its gonna take at least 40 to 50 minutes.” He informed you before coming back over to you.

“Hmm......I wonder, what are we gonna till then.” You said outloud putting your finger on your chin and pretending to think.

“I’ll tell you what are we gonna do.” He said and before you could register anything he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder like you weighed nothing. You squealed out and started laughing as he walked to the living room.  He threw you on the couch and climbed on top of you straddling your hips. You giggled out for the last time before both of your expression turned into a more serious one, although the smile was still intact on your face. 

His eyes looked between the both of yours for a second. Your heart was skipping beats and your breath was heavy in anticipation. His hand came up to cup your jaw. He took your breath away as his mouth finally came down onto yours. He kisses you, tenderly at first, you took a second to response. You closed your eyes and tried to lose yourself in the kiss. The kiss became more fierce as the second goes by. You hand slowly curled around his neck to pull him closer. 

He pulled away to catch breath but it seemed he couldn’t be away from your lips longer than a second so he pressed his lips to yours once again. His wet hot tongue stroked against your lips and you didn’t think twice before opening up and giving him entrance. He tasted like chocolates he’s been eating while making the batter and you could bet that you did too. 

He slowly shifted to lie back on the couch and pulling you over him. Your knees straddling his hips. Your chest pressed against his so tightly that you could almost feel his heartbeat on your skin. His hands were under your shirt, stroking the soft warm skin there. One of your hand was in his hairs and the other was stroking his rock hard chest through his shirt.

The two of you make out for the next 20 minutes on that couch like a couple of school kids. As you pulled away this time you felt your lips were a little swollen due to the make out session but so was his. Pink and swollen which just made you wand to kiss him more. Your clothes were disheveled and your hair was a mess. A big smile playing on your lips as you looked in his dreamy eyes. 

“Steve.” You whispered out of breath

“Yes, Doll?” He asked, he was so mesmerized by your face. He could swear he’s never seen something as beautiful as it. How can someone look so innocent and so sexy at the same time is beyond his understanding. 

“Yes.” You said and he gave you a look, a little crease of confusion between his eyebrows. “I wanna go......I wanna go to LA with you this weekend.” You said, you didn’t even have to think about it. You knew you would regret it if you don’t go. You were too invested in him by now to give up an opportunity to be with him and only him for the weekend. Even just the thought of being with him started a whirlpool inside your stomach.  The look on his face was the highlight of your day when you said it. A smile broke into his face just like the sun breaks into the dawn. 

“Thanks, Doll. I promise you won’t regret it.”

“I better not, Rogers. I’m putting my Job on stake for you.”

“I will not give you a chance to complain.” He said, finally pulling you down to his lips. 

*******

“I don’t know, Wands. Is it still a good idea to move in with you guys. Sharon’s still mad at me.” You said as you packed the last of your bag. Wanda was helping you pack so you can move out before Steve picks you up for the airport. Wanda was really happy when you told her. You haven’t had a chance to go on a vacation for three years, in her words you deserve the much needed break.

“Don’t be ridiculous, Babe. Sharon would be fine. And you’re going away for the weekend, I’m sure she’ll cool down by the time you come back. Now be quick the cab’s here.” She said carrying 2 of your bags out of the room. You quickly completed packing the last one and carried out the other three as well. 

“So....You’re moving out.” Lisa said and as much as she hates to admit it she would miss you, and you know it. She knows you’ll miss her too, it was a unspoken truth between the two of you. You hate each others guts but you still love each other.

“I am.” You said giving her a small smile. “Can I say goodbye to the kids?” You ask. 

“You know you don’t have to ask, Y/n.” She said and you quickly walked to the dining room where they were eating lunch. 

“Hey, babies.” You said and as soon as the twins saw you they started crying, even Carl looked like he was about to cry.

“Do you have to go?” He asked and it broke your heart completely. Tears started forming in your eyes as well. 

“Hey, I’ll come here every week to meet you okay? But I have to go, sweetie. Now come here three of you and give me a hug.” You said and the three kids didn’t waste another second to come running towards you. You kissed Malcolm, Elle and Carl before standing back up. “Bye bye. I’ll miss you guys.” You gave everyone one last smile before walking out of the door.

“The baby’s getting salty again?” Wanda asked as you walked out to see her standing beside the cab. 

“Yeah, they are.” You answer as the driver helped you put the bags in the trunk.

“I was talking about you.”

“Shut up.” As you and Wanda reached their apartment Sharon has already left for her job at the clinic which made you a little relieved.

“When is he picking you up?” Wanda asked as you last of your bags inside.

“In 5 mins. I should go down at the lobby now. Thank you, Wands. I owe you one.” You said giving her a hug.

“Aww. Its okay. Just give me all the juicy details later.” She winked at you which made you laugh. “Now, go. But don’t do anything I wouldn’t.” She said and you skipped your way down to the lobby. The word excitement would not do justice to the feeling that you have inside your stomach. Last night later when Steve dropped you back home after dinner and some more making out you couldn’t sleep at all whole night. The feeling was similar to the one you had when you experienced your first kiss back when you were 11. He was the most handsome boy of your school and you were head over heels for him. It was puppy love and honestly it was the purest relationship you’ve ever had. Timothée was his name and you were heartbroken when he had to move away for his fathers job. That’s how you felt with Steve, like a little girl having her first kiss. That feeling was so pure and innocent.

The car was there, in front of the apartment, right on time. A man who looked older than Steve stepped out of the car. 

“Ms. Y/l/n?” He asked and you nodded your head.  “I’m Lorenzo. Mr. Rogers sent me to pick you up. Are you ready, Ma’am?” He asked in an accent that you assumed was Italian and you nodded again. You were expecting Steve and if you said you weren’t disappointed you would be lying. 

“Where’s Steve?” You asked and just like Pete he insisted on helping you in the car.

“Mr. Rogers, had to have a last minute discussion with the pilot.” He answered as he drove away from the apartment. 

“The pilot?” You asked with a raised eyebrow. Why would Steve have to talk to the pilot.

“Oh, I assume Mr. Rogers haven’t informed you that you’ll be travelling in his private jet.” He said and your eyes widened. You shouldn’t even be surprised anymore. Of course Steve has a private jet, he’s The Steve Rogers, he gives interviews in television, he’s some hot shot businessman and yet you have no idea what the hell does he do. 

The rest of the ride to the airport was silent. As soon as you stepped out of the car in the airport you were greeted by two woman who were apparently there to assist you. 

“Come with us, Ma’am. Mr. Rogers has been awaiting for you. Your bag will be taken to the plane.” The blond one said and as in queue a red man came up and took out your bag from the trunk. 

“Is that it, ma’am?” He asked looking at the rather small bag. Steve had told you to pack less for some reason.

“Yes. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, Miss.” And with that he walked away with your bag. Then the two women led you to the hanger. A big smile sprinted over your lips as you saw Steve standing a little far away. He looked hotter than ever wearing that navy Henley of his. It was fitting his like a second skin. A black glass covering his gorgeous blue eyes. You sped up and practically ran to him. 

He greeted you with a brief kiss before he pulled away and took in your attire. You were wearing a high waist jeans shots and a beige crop top, a white lace shrug over your shoulder. Your hair was pulled away from your face in a top bun giving away a clear look to your neck and shoulders.

“You look lovely, like always.” He said pecking your lips once more. 

“Well, you don’t look so bad either, Mr. Rogers.” You said checking him out in a not so subtle way.

“Let’s go. You ready?”

“No. But lets go.” 

*******

CHAPTER FIVE

A/N: Honestly this was my least favorite chapter so far but feel free to tell me what you think. Like if you like the chapter, if there’s something you didn’t like feel free to tell me in the comments or in the asks, If you want do be tagged send me an ask.

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Give Me Some Sugar

Steve Rogers AU

Series Masterlist

Sugardaddy! Steve Rogers x Sugarbaby! Reader.

Summary: When young Y/n gets fired from one of her jobs she struggles to make enough money for college loans and Bills, that’s when she meets Steve. What Steve is looking for isn’t exactly a relationship, he just wants someone to look pretty in his arms and take care of his needs without asking many questions about his job.

Series Warnings: Salty reader, age gap, Sugardaddy and sugarbaby relationship and all the chaos that comes with it, SMUT (Obviously. Don’t try tell me you didn’t see that coming, Karen.), asshole people (Yup that’s a warning.),language more will be added later to the chapters.

Characters (as per the chapter): Y/n, Steve Rogers, Bucky motherfucker Barnes.

Words: 2,856. (Surprised!? I decided to keep this one short but the next one’s coming soon.)

Chapter Warning: James Buchanan Barnes. (He's the biggest warning of this whole series. That sexy asshole.), slight smut, (Ok fine, I’ll say the words.....”Female receiving oral ”.)

CHAPTER  FIVE

“Wow.” You mumbled under your breath as Steve led you inside the plane. The inside was wonderful. You’ve never even traveled first class before so this was definitely new for you. The most fanciest flight you’ve ever had was in a business class with your dad which was paid for by his military unit. Even then you were just 5 so you barely even remember it. It was the most luxurious thing you’ve stepped on in your entire life, well besides Steve’s house of course.

“You okay?” Steve asked as he walked past you so he could stand in front of you.

“Yeah, I’m fine. All of this is just a little overwhelming that’s all. But I’ll be okay.” You smiled up at him and he lead you to take a seat. The seats were so comfortable that you swear you’ll fall asleep as soon as your back hit it. You were not gonna show it to your face though. The last thing you wanted was people to notice how incompatible you were to Steve. Those little whispers and disgusted glances those air hostesses gave you didn’t go unnoticed by you, You can’t tell the same about Steve though so you didn’t tell Steve anything about it either. You didn’t want anyone to lose their jobs because of you and hate you even more. 

“I’m gonna check a few emails quickly if that’s not a problem with you.” Steve said taking out his mac book. 

“Yeah sure.” You smiled at him and he gave you a quick kiss before turning to his work. You couldn’t take your eyes off of him though. He looked so sexy when he’s concentrated on his work. The way his jaw clenches and unclenches, how  he licks his lips occasionally when they become dry. You could look at him for the whole ride without getting bored and you would have if you weren’t interrupted by one of the hostesses standing right beside you.

“Sir, Ma’am. Can I help you with something?” She asked politely if you didn’t know better you’d say she didn’t hate you.

“No, we’re okay for now.” Steve replied for both you without even sparing a glance at her which kinda made you smirk. The rest of the flight was the most luxurious 6 hours of your life. You were treated with luxurious snacks that you couldn’t actually afford in real life. When they brought you champagne you again surprised Steve by saying you’ve never drank champagne in your life. Why? You never got the occasion and honestly you never really thought about it. 

You landed in LA within 6 hours just like promised by the pilot during the starting of the flight. What surprised you that they didn’t land in an airport it was an hanger that only had one more plane. As Steve helped you out of the plane a black BMW pulled up outside and Lorenzo stepped out of it. Wait a minute, how’d he get here? He wasn’t in the plane your whole focus was on the blond man beside so you even if he was you wouldn’t even notice. 

It was dark already so Steve wrapped his hand around your waist as soon as he was beside you and led you to car. 

“Did you book the suite, Lorenzo?” Steve asked in a professional voice that he only uses with all his employees as Lorenzo opened the door and Steve helped you inside.

“Yes, Sir.” Lorenzo replied before shutting the door after Steve got inside. Was Lorenzo present in two places at once?

“Take us to the hotel then.” Steve said and Lorenzo started driving. “Are you tired?” Steve asked looking at you. 

“Just a little. I’ll be fine after a shower though.” His eyes lit up at the mention of shower and you giggled. “Are we gonna stay in the same suite?” You asked as you looked up at him with curious eyes. 

“Do you want to stay in a different one?” He raised an eyebrow and you quickly shook your head. 

“No. I was just asking.” You said.

“We are living in the same suite.” He informed you before looking ahead. 

When the two of you were finally in the suite, you left out a sigh; plopping down on the bed. It was so comfy; felt like you were lying down on a soft cloud. The suite was enormous to say the least, it was probably bigger than Lisa’s whole hose. 

“You wanna take a shower?” Steve asked as if he was challenging you as he started unbuttoning his shirt. Suddenly you felt like just ditching the shower and jump on him. The smirk on his face said he knew what he was thinking about. You stood up and walked up to him slowly like a cat, biting your lips and looking at his through your lashes. Just when he thought you were about to kiss him you backed away and said 

“I’m gonna go take a shower and you Mister are not to follow me.” On your way to the washroom you heard him mumble “what a tease.” 

You took your sweet time in the washroom. Scrubbing every part of your skin and washing and conditioning your hair. If you’re gonna stay at a 7 star hotel suite you might as well take advantage of it. You got out of the shower and towel dried your self before wrapping a bathrobe around your body and walking back into the room.

“You can use the bathroom now.” You said to Steve who seemed re occupied in his phone. He looked up and you loved how he stopped what ever he was doing to stare at you. Hair wet and body clad in a bathrobe.

“You in for another one?” He asked without taking his eyes off.

“No. Just go.” He slapped your ass on the way to the bathroom which made you yelp and jump a little. 

You were sitting on the king size bed wearing a short beige silk sleeping gown that you had bought for special ‘occasions’; chatting with Wanda giving her all the glory detail when you heard the shower stop and Steve walk out of the bathroom. You didn’t look at first but when you did your whole world stopped. There he stood wearing nothing but a gray Calvin Klein brief. His hard chest still had some water droplets on it. Your eyes traveled down to his abs and then he his where his briefs lay lower giving you a nice look of his glorious v-line.

You heard a throat clearing and your eyes snapped back to his face to see him smirking; satisfied over the effect he had of you. Your phone and Wanda were long forgotten as he walked over to you like a hunter coming for his prey. His eyes traveled down your body as well, lingering longer on the exposed skin of your chest and shoulder. 

“You like what you see?” He asked as his hands grabbed the back of your thigh and and pulled you closer to him.

“Very much.” You replied biting your bottom lip. You gasped when his hands traveled up to your ass and gave it a squeeze.

“I sure as hell like what I see.” He said making you look down due to the heat rushing up to your face. “Hey, look here.” Putting a finger under your chin he made you look at him. 

“Steve?” You moaned out.

“hmm?” He asked.

“It’s been a while since...you know.” You said with a glint of embarrassment.

“Don’t worry, we don’t have to jump at it right away.” He said assuring you with a small smile. You decided to make the first move and leaned forward to capture his lips with yours. He kissed you back right away with equal force. Just as fast as he kissed you he pulled away; leaving you wanting more. “Scooch.” he said and you obediently moved giving him enough space to sit. He kissed you as soon as both of you were comfortable. 

The kiss got more heated as the second passed and he pushed you down in the bed in a lying position. He was hovering over you and kissing you fiercely. His hands trailing up and down your bare thigh making you shudder underneath him. His lips left yours but only to travel down your jaw line and to your neck, teeth nipping and sucking at every inch of bare skin he could find. You could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter every passing second.

You arched up your hips grinding up at his completely hard cock. He continued his assault on your bare neck.

“If you want to stop just tell me.” He said and you quickly shook your head. “I need you to say it, doll.”

“No. No, please don’t stop, Steve. Please.” You didn’t care that your pleas sounded desperate right now you just wanted him to do something. With that he took off your night gown; taking in your nude lace bra. He bit down on your cleavage making you moan. 

He reached behind you unclasping your bra. The second your upper body was naked he latched on your breast, licking and sucking while his hand played with the other one. “Steve.” Your hand went to his hair pushing him closer.

His hand traveled down your body and finally shoved inside your panties. Your eyes rolled back in your head as his fingers brushed against your wet folds. His finger stretched your folds and spread your slick all over.

“So wet, doll. Is it all me?” He asked and you nodded vigorously.

 “More....Steve, more.” but instead of granting your request he took out his hand completely making you groan in frustration. 

“Patience, babygirl, patience.” He said with a wide smirk and he took his fingers to his mouth sucking them clean. Your face heated up in embarrassment. You never had someone taste you, Brock said he didn’t want to go down on you because its ‘gross’. He moaned at your taste. “Sweetheart, You taste so sweet, I want more.” The next second Steve’s head was between your thighs taking off your panties and your eyes widen.

“Steve stop. What are you doing?” 

“Eating your pussy.” His bluntness made you gasp. Your ‘pussy’ started dripping more the second you hear him say that. You were discovering new things about your body, like dirt talking turned you on even more.

“You don’t have to. It’s gross.....Nobody...nobody ever did it.” 

“But I want to. And who said its gross?”

“My...Ex.”

“Well then he was missing out on a lot because doll, you’re delicious.” Without saying another word or waiting for your reply he dived in your dripping cunt making you scream out loud. He licked a long strip up your slit from your core to your clit and your hand shot out to grip his hair. You didn’t realize you were grinding up on his face and he started to chuckle; sending a sweet vibration to your core. His one hand on your waist holding you down and the other one still fiddling with your breast. 

You were trembling under him as he roughly sucked on your clit. All of you previous embarrassment flew out of window and you started screaming his name. He was hungrily lapping up your juices and eating you out like you’re the last meal he’s ever gonna have.  “Oh god, Steve.” You knew you were close to your orgasm as a coil started forming in the pit of your stomach.

As if he knew that you were close he started fiercely stared trusting his tongue in your core and and his nose nuzzling your clit.

“Fuck, Steve. I’m cumming.” You screamed out and with that your coil snapped giving you and earth shattering orgasm. Steve didn’t stop though, he drank up all your juices until not even a single drop was left. He then moved from between your thighs and came up to you. You let out a small giggle when you saw the grin on his face. He leaned forward giving you a short but sweet kiss. You moaned as you tasted yourself on his lips.

“Told you, You’re delicious.” He winked.

“Let me-” You stopped mid sentence when you saw the wet patch on his briefs. “How?”

“I swear I don’t normally jizz my pants you’re just too sexy.” He said making you blush. “Let’s just go to sleep for now. You can return the favor later.” As he turned off the lights and spooned you from behind there was a big smile on your face. He made you come with only his tongue, he didn’t even use his fingers. You have to say that was best orgasm you’ve ever had. 

*******

Much to your disappointment Steve wasn’t behind you any more. You were about to get up to look for him but stopped heard the shower running. A satisfied smile spread over your face when you thought about last night. You’ve never felt so good before and he didn’t even had to use his dick. You decided to get up and join him in the shower so that you can thank him for last night but before you could do so the doorbell went off.

Thinking that it was room service you quickly pulled on your panties and Steve’s shirt from last night before making your way toward the door. Your hair was still a mess but you didn’t care right now, you’re just gonna open the door and tell them to come back later.

When you opened the door you were a little surprised. A man stood there who looked about Steve’s age and almost just as handsome as him, he was also staring at you. Gray blue eyes open wide in surprise.

“Sorry, looks like I accidentally knocked on the doors of heaven.” He flirted which made you laugh. 

“No. You knocked on the door of suite no. 2701 of this hotel.” You informed him almost forgetting about your state. His eyes shamelessly raked over your body and and a blush crept up on your face.

“Well I was looking for my friend, I think I’m on a wrong suite.” He said looking at your face once he was done checking you out.

“Tell me your friend’s name, maybe I can help you.” 

“I’m looking for Steve Rogers.” 

“Well then You knocked on the right door.” You smirked at him.

“Steve? What happened, man?” He asked you again making you laugh. He was funny you have to give him that.

“I’m not Steve, Steve’s in the shower but you can come inside and wait for him.” You said opening the door wider for him. 

“What if you’re a psycho killer?” He asked but getting inside anyway. 

“Well, then you’ll just have to find out.” You replied crossing your arm over your chest, feeling confident under his gaze.

“Right, but who am I kidding I’d love to die like this.” he replied winking at you and taking a seat on the couch. “I’m Bucky Barnes by the way.” 

“Hi, Bucky. I’m Y/n y/l/n. I’ve heard about you and Sam from Steve.” You said taking the hand he held out to shake.

“All the good things I hope.” He said and you realized what you were wearing.

“Um, I’m gonna go change and wear something more appropriate.” You said trying to take your hand away from him.

“Oh no, don’t do it on my account.” He said looking down at your bare legs. 

“Um, Okay but can I have my hand back.” You asked pointing at your hand that he was still shaking. 

“Oh right sorry.” You giggled when you saw the pink tint on his cheek. 

“Buck?” You both turned to see Steve coming into the living area of the suite wearing just a pair of sweat pants, hair still wet from the shower. Your whole attention was diverted toward him. Steve smirked when he saw your eyes raking down his bare body, like you wanted him to just throw you over the bed and take you right there; not that he would mind. 

“Hey, man. Your assistant told me you’re staying here, I couldn’t help but stop by.” Bucky stood up and gave a hug to his friend. “I met Y/n.” Bucky said smirking at his friend as you couldn’t his and then biting his lips. In that second Steve knew that Bucky had taken a liking in you after all he knew him since they were 4. 

“Right. She’s my...date.” Steve said as you smiled sweetly at both the men, oblivious of the silent conversation they were having. “Y/n why don’t you go inside and change.” Steve said when he saw Bucky’s eyes shamelessly grazing over your bare legs.

“Yeah, Right sorry.” You spared a last glance at the blond man and rushed to the room. 

As Bucky and Steve watch you disappear into the room Bucky turned to his friend with a wide smirk and said.

“I want one.”

“No.” Was all Steve replied with before glaring at him.

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Give Me Some Sugar

Steve Rogers AU

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Sugardaddy! Steve Rogers x Sugarbaby! Reader.

Summary: When young Y/n gets fired from one of her jobs she struggles to make enough money for college loans and Bills, that’s when she meets Steve. What Steve is looking for isn’t exactly a relationship, he just wants someone to look pretty in his arms and take care of his needs without asking many questions about his job.

Series Warnings: Salty reader, age gap, Sugardaddy and sugarbaby relationship and all the chaos that comes with it, SMUT (Obviously. Don’t try tell me you didn’t see that coming, Karen.), asshole people (Yup that’s a warning.),language more will be added later to the chapters.

Characters (as per the chapter): Y/n, Steve Rogers, Bucky motherfucker Barnes, Tony Stark.

Words: 3.4k

Chapter Warning: James Buchanan Barnes, I’m sorry but Tony Stark is a hugedick in this (I still love him though.), bad english (if you squint. Don’t blame me, english is my third language.), language, slight jealousy.

CHAPTER  SIX

You absolutely hated Steve Rogers at that moment, he has taken you to the spa that this hotel had and instead of staying with you he left you alone with these seven women who just can’t stop pointing out your flaws. 

“Her facial is gonna take some time she has blackheads.” You almost gasped as one of them said like you weren’t even in the room. You rolled your eyes, you for a fact know that you don’t have any blackheads, okay maybe some but they’re not even visible. 

But you have to say, it felt good. Seven women taking care of you as you munched on chocolate coated strawberries? You would have live like that every day if you could have. Huh, maybe you can forgive Steve after all. 

“Ma’am please lie down we have to wax your vagina.” You almost choked at her bluntness. You saw her smirking very discreetly and you knew she was just playing with you knowing that you’re new to all this.

“Is it necessary?” You asked.

“I’m afraid it comes with it comes with the full body treatment Mr. Rogers has paid us for.” She replied and you stood up and lie down on the very comfy massage table they had. 

After what felt like years and minutes at the same time but was only 5 hours you were escorted out of that spa. You felt really good, your whole body was smooth like a baby bottom, and you were glowing due to all those essential oils they used on you. They did your hair and makeup too. Your hair were shiny and bouncy and you never felt prettier.

When you got into the suite Steve was nowhere to be seen. There was a black garment bag on the bed and a big box beside it with a note on top which read ‘Wear the dress and shoe and be ready by 9, I’ll be here to pick you up.’ and under it was a smaller note which said ‘PS. You look beautiful in red’. Your cheek heat up at the comment and a big smile took over your face.

When you took out the dress from the bag your heart was filled with awe. It was the most beautiful thing you’ve ever laid eyes on, it was wine red in colour. Elegant yet sexy. You were gonna feel like a queen in it. You opened the box too, there sat a pair of black red bottom stiletto. Why is he spoiling you so much? 

You quickly took off the robe and bra which you obviously didn’t need and carefully put on the dress, you didn’t want to ruin the fine fabric. There was a slit on your left leg which stopped on your mid thigh but the hem was longer and pooled a little around your feet. The fabric felt awesome against your freshly waxed skin. You put on the heels as well, you were impatient by now.

When you looked at the mirror you swear your heart stopped. You looked so beautiful that you wanted to cry. The sweetheart neckline gave complement to your collarbone. You heard someone intaking a shar breath and you looked up in the mirror to see Steve leaning against the door frame wearing a shiny black tuxedo. He looked so handsome in that tux that you found your own breath getting caught in your throat for a second. 

You smirked a little when you saw the look on his face as he looked up and down your body. You were definitely satisfied by the reaction that you were getting out of him. He slowly walked up to you until his chest was pressed against your back.

“Wow.” He said putting his hands on your hips. “You look........ravishing.” He whispered in your ear.

“You don’t look too bad yourself, Mr. Rogers.” You replied smirking at him through the mirror.

“You’re making me second guess if we should even go or not.” He said leaning down and pressing his lips on your bare shoulder. You leaned back and a moan left your lips. You could feel him getting hard against you.

“Maybe we could just stay.” You suggested in a low voice. Honestly you didn’t really care for this party, you just wanted to spend time with him weather it was there or inside these four walls, you just wanted to be with him.

“Hmmm, as much as that thought entices me, we really need to go.” You held back your groan of disappointment. You didn’t want to seem too desperate in front of him. “But before that...I have something for you.” He said and you raised an eyebrow. But before you could form a sentence you felt a cold metal touch your bare skin of your collarbone. Your eyes widen when you saw the shiney diamond necklace. 

“Steve-” 

“Shhh.”

“I can’t-” Before you could protest too much he turned you around and pulled you closer; arm around your waist.

“Doll, you’re my date. I can soil you as much as I want too. You can’t stop me.” The way he said it made you shut up. There was authority in his voice, the same authority that makes you weak on your knees. You couldn’t help but nod. “Good. Wear these too.” He handed you a box that had earring much similar to the necklace. You knew if you were to buy this you would have to sell yourself; and maybe even then you couldn’t buy it. That’s why you didn’t feel worthy enough to wear it; you did anyway. You didn’t wanna seem rude. “You ready?” You nodded with a small smile before linking your arm with his.  

The ride to the hotel was quiet but not uncomfortable. Steve’s eyes didn’t leave you even for a second. There was a proud smile on his face; like he was proud to have you as a date. 

“Stop it.” You finally said as the car came to a stop; a smile on your face.

“What?”

“Stop staring.”

“I can’t help it, doll. You’re gorgeous. You’re gonna break some hearts in there.” He commented making you blush even harder. He got out of the car and then came to your side to help you; that chivalrous man. 

The hotel was just what you expected; if not more. You have to say you were slightly jealous of Steve that his life has always been this. The men on the door quickly recognized him and opened the door; they didn’t even ask for his name. You were busy admiring the view when Steve tugged on your arm and pulled you inside. And oh god, if you thought that the outside was beautiful; the inside resembled heaven. 

“Steve, you’ve made it.” Said a thick british accent said behind you and the two of you quickly turn around. You have to say who you came to face with was a sight for sore eyes. He was blond just like Steve, maybe even more. His blue eyes were lighter than Steve’s and there was a big smile on his face like he was genuinely happy to see Steve. But what surprised you most was that there was no one with him. It was a shame that a man like himself was single. 

Steve’s hand left the small of your back to greet his friend with a manly hug. “How could I not, Brother?” Steve’s pulled back and he didn’t take a second to move his hand back to where it was; on the small of your back.

“And who is this beguiling lady.” His eyes did a once over of your whole  body before stopping at your face. You almost raised an eyebrow at the choice  of his words.

“He’s british.” Steve whispered to you not so subtly making the man and as well as you chuckle. “Y/n, this is Thor; a very good friend of mine. And Thore, this is Y/n.” You tried to ignore the fact that he didn’t add anything else and held your hand for Thor to shake. 

“Nice to meet you, Thor.” The name sounded a little weird on your lips.

“Oh the pleasures all mine, Ms. Y/n.” He smiled and pulled your hand to his lips. You blushed when he kissed to soft skin of your hand. You felt Steve getting a little stiff beside you and you wondered if he was getting jealous. Thor let go of your hand and stood straight. 

You soon came to know that Thor is the one who hosted this party. You complimented him about the gorgeous set up and he said its nothing in comparison to you which made you blush once again.

Steve mingled and introduced to a few other people; in the same way he introduced you to Thor. Just your name; no context. You have to say it did hurt you a little but you didn’t let it show on your face. You can’t blame him though; he never asked you to be his girlfriend. It wasn’t like that you were assuming either, it just would have been nice if he had said something other than ‘this is Y/n.’ You once again felt how you did when Brock used to introduce you to his rich friends; like you were nothing more than an arm candy. At least with Steve you didn’t mind it. 

“Capsicle. It’s been a while.” A shorter man said as he walked up to the two; a petite tall blonde in his arms. He was handsome as well and you wonder if all rich people were good looking; you have to admit even that asshole Brock was good looking. You felt Steve getting stiff beside you again. You were immediately aware of the tension between two men. You swear someone within a mile could sense the tension between two male. 

“Tony.” Steve replied with nothing more than a nod. His lips were pressed in a thin lineas he gave the brunette a forces smile. Tony’s eyes left Steve to meet with you. A smirk formed on his lips as his eyes shamelessly traveled over your body despite having the beautiful tall blonde in his arm. “Steve, wouldn’t you introduce to this gorgeous lady?” Tony said raising his eyebrow at you. You felt uneasy under his gaze, like he was judging you. Like he already knew that you do not belong herd.

“This is Y/n, my date. She’s a aspiring lawyer.” this was the first time Steve said something other than just your name and he said it like he was proud. “Y/n, this is Tony.” that’s all he said.

“Nice to meet you Y/n, I have to say, you’re completely out of his league.” Tony said one again shamelessly looking down at your body. Before you could reply to his comment Steve said in a harsh tone.

“Where’s Pepper, Tony?” Steve asked with a raised eyebrow. 

“Oh she couldn’t make it. How rude of me, this is Christine. And Christine you already know Steve Rogers and Y/n here.” The Blonde gave you a smile which clearly didn’t reach her eyes and you returned it. You didn’t like it one bit how her her eyes were travelling all over Steve; you wanted to glare at her but you stick to being professional for Steve’s sake. 

“Sweetheart, I hope you don’t mind if I steal your date for a while. Christine give her some company.” Tony didn’t wait for your reply as he dragged Steve away; huh what a surprise. You heard Steve grumble “What do you want, Tony.” before they were out of your hearing range. 

“So?” Christine said as you two walked to the bar. 

“So?” You asked confusingly.

“So how did you land Steve Rogers?” She asked with a smirk as she looked you up and down.

“I’m sorry, what are you trying to say?” You asked with an raised eyebrow.

“Come on, don’t play dumb.”

“I’m not ‘playing’ dumb, I actually have no idea what you’re talking about.” 

“Men like them never just fall for girls like us. You’ve had to offer something.” She asked with a smirk. The implication was very clear in the air and it made your blood boil.

“Look, lady, I don’t know how low your self esteem is or just how low you think of yourself but I am nothing like you.” You said through gritted teeth.

“Oh, so you’re one of those who think so highly of themselves. Just wait until the time comes, honey. He’s gonna drop you like a used can.”

“Thank you so much. Your company is no longer needed.” As you left her to go to the bar alone you hear her mumble “bitch” behind you but you chose to ignore it.

No matter how hard you try her words have affected you. She was right at some point though, men like Steve don’t just fall for girls like you. You don’t even have a stable job, you don’t belong to his lifestyle, you have nothing in common, why was he even interested in you? Before you could once again overthink about what she said someone came and sat on the bar stool beside you. The familiar voice caught your attention.

“Steve is an idiot.” You turn to see the gray blue eyes taking in your form. A smile immediately took place on your lips. You were so glad to see a familiar face other than Steve’s in this room full of people you don’t even know.

“Hello to you too, Bucky. May I ask why are you calling your best friend an Idiot?”You asked sipping on the champagne.

“Because if I had a date as gorgeous as you, I would not leave her alone even for a second.” He replied making you giggle as a wave of heat rose to your cheeks due to the compliment. 

“Do you flirt with everyone so much, Mr. Barnes?” You asked with a small smirk.

“Nope, just a very few incredibly beautiful woman. But seriously though, where is that Punk.” 

“He’s talking to one of the guests, Tony Stark.” You said and his eyes almost widen.

“No way. Steve and Tony are talking without starting a war? I don’t believe this” A smirk playing on his lips.

“Well, that’s what he told me his name was, unless they are lying to me. Why is it so unbelievable, that they are talking?” You asked curiosity.

“Oh Steve’s gonna kill me for telling you this......But he can suck my Dick.” He said making you laugh then he leaned closer to you to tell you the secret. You know you shouldn’t be invading Steve’s privacy like that but fuck him for leaving you alone. “Steve and Tony used to work together, well to be exact Steve used to work under Tony. Then somewhat ten years ago, Steve resigned and started his own business and all of Tony’s clients left him and went to Steve.” You knew he leaving some big chunk of information out but you decided not to press on it. It wasn’t your place to know in the first place anyway. 

“Ten years? Wow, how old are you guys?” You chuckled, it was a bit weird though, because ten years ago you were only 11 and Steve had his own company, another reason why he shouldn’t be interested in you. You are so young and inexperienced.

“Just a little older than Hitler.” He joked making you laugh out loud.

“You’re funny.” You complimented putting a hand on his shoulder while laughing. You saw him looking down at your face with a big smile on his face but what you didn’t was Steve glaring at the back of Bucky’s head as he walked toward the two of you.

“I see you are keeping my date entertained.” Steve said with a slightly forced smile as he reached the two of you. You turned around just in time when his hand came down to wrap around your waist. Steve seemed different from before he left to talk to Tony. Now he seemed angrier, you could almost feel the new heavy weight on his shoulder just by looking at him.

“Someone had to. You left her alone between so many people she doesn’t even know, It was either me or those douche ogling her.” Bucky tilted his chin and you slightly turned to the said direction to see a group of men stealing glances at you.

“Thank you.” Steve said as he glared at the men and then turned back to you. “Sorry, Y/n, I had to sort something out with Tony.” Steve said making Bucky smirk. “Is there a problem, Buck”

“Oh no, not at all. Enjoy the party two of you, I’ll go mingle with some people.” Bucky replied making his way toward a petite blonde with a smirk on his face.“Just a little older than Hitler.” He joked making you laugh out loud.

“You’re funny.” You complimented putting a hand on his shoulder while laughing. You saw him looking down at your face with a big smile on his face but what you didn’t was Steve glaring at the back of Bucky’s head as he walked toward the two of you.

“I see you are keeping my date entertained.” Steve said with a slightly forced smile as he reached the two of you. You turned around just in time when his hand came down to wrap around your waist.

“Someone had to. You left her alone between so many people she doesn’t even know, It was either me or those douche ogling her.” Bucky tilted his chin and you slightly turned to the said direction to see a group of men stealing glances at you.

“Thank you.” Steve said as he glared at the men and then turned back to you. “Sorry, Y/n, I had to sort something out with Tony.” Steve said making Bucky smirk. “Is there a problem, Buck?”

“Oh no, not at all. Enjoy the party two of you, I’ll go mingle with some people.” Bucky replied making his way toward a petite blonde with a smirk on his face.

“Come on we have to leave.” Steve said as he pulled you off from the bar stool.

“So soon?” You asked with an raised eyebrow. 

“Yes.” He replied as he almost dragged you out of the hotel. It wasn’t like you were protesting or something, you couldn’t care less about the party; you were just surprised by Steve’s behavior.

“Steve, what is going on?” You asked as Lorenzo pulled  in front of you.

“Nothing. Let’s just go.”

“No. You can’t just drag me around like a rag doll, Steve. I am not going anywhere until you tell me what is going on.” You crossed your arms across your chest as you looked up at him. Steve thought it was the most adorable yet sexiest thing he has ever seen.

Instead of giving you an answer he wrapped an arm around you and crashed his lips on yours; taking away your breath.. You were taken aback at first but then kissed him back. You put your hands on his shoulder and deepened the kiss. His fingers were digging in your waist as he pulled you closer than possible.

He pulled away too soon for your liking. Your lips followed his until he stood up straight and was out of your reach. You slowly open up your eyes to look in to those gorgeous blue ones. His lips were slightly kiss swollen and smeared with the wine red colour of your lipstick.

“I don’t like it when he flirts with you.”

“Who?....wait, are you jealous.” The confuse look on your face was soon changed into a wide smirk. 

“What?..No.” He took a little time to answer as he walked up to the car. 

“Hey, don’t lie to me. You are jealous.”

“Ok fine, maybe.......yes. Can we go now.” He looked like he didn’t quite like the confession but that didn’t mean you didn’t like either. You skipped up to him happily and pecked his cheek. 

“Yes sir.” You could see the small smile on his lips as he helped you inside the car. “By the way you have nothing to be jealous.” You said in a small voice as he slide in beside you.

“I know.” He replied before capturing your lips once again as Lorenzo pulled away from the hotel.

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Give Me Some Sugar

Steve Rogers AU

Series Masterlist

Sugardaddy! Steve Rogers x Sugarbaby! Reader.

Summary: When young Y/n gets fired from one of her jobs she struggles to make enough money for college loans and Bills, that’s when she meets Steve. What Steve is looking for isn’t exactly a relationship, he just wants someone to look pretty in his arms and take care of his needs without asking many questions about his job.

Series Warnings: Salty reader, age gap, Sugardaddy and sugarbaby relationship and all the chaos that comes with it, SMUT (Obviously. Don’t try tell me you didn’t see that coming, Karen.), asshole people (Yup that’s a warning.),language more will be added later to the chapters.

Characters (as per the chapter): Y/n, Steve Rogers, Wanda Maximoff. 

Words: 2,486. (It’s a small one, just like your Ex’s Dick. I’m sorry, I had to.) 

Chapter Warning: I have no Idea how much law colleges cost, Nothing specific other than that.

CHAPTER  SEVEN

When you got back to Wanda and Sharon’s apartment, Wanda couldn’t stop asking you about your weekend away with Steve. Sharon on the other hand was still giving you silent treatment. You stopped trying too. Sharon is a stubborn woman, if she has already decided that she won’t talk to you no one can make her talk to you, no one besides herself. 

“So.....Did you guys do it?” Wanda asked wiggling her eyebrows as soon as the blond woman left the apartment.

“No. We didn’t do it.” You watched the change of expressions on her face. 

“What do you mean you didn’t do it? You guys were together two nights. Two nights, Y/n and you’re telling me you didn’t do it.” She said; almost shocked by your revelation. 

“We were about to but then....” You started; too embarrassed to complete your sentence.

“Then what?”

By the time the two of you got back to the hotel you were a giggling mess; feeling like a teenage girl who was sneaking around with her crush. Your heart was fluttering with anticipation of what was going to happen next. He groaned lightly when he saw a few more people in the elevator; he wanted to fuck you right there but he settled for leaving small kisses in the bare skin of your neck. His breath tickled you and you laughed out loud earning a glare from the elderly women beside you. His hand didn’t leave you for a second; they were on your hips, your butt, everywhere until the two of you reached your suite. 

As soon as he closed the door of your suite he slammed you against it and captured your lips with his. One hand digging in your hip and the other sliding through the slit of your dress to the bare skin of your upper thigh. His fingers brushed against the already wet lace fabric covering your crotch, his lips swallowed your moan.  

His lips left yours only to travel down the path of your neck; sucking over the warm skin over your pulse; making you weak on your knees. Your hand shot up to tug on his hair and you head tilted sideways to give him more access; like you were inviting him to feast on the skin of your neck. Without saying anything he picked you up and carried you to the king size bed. 

Your clothes were ripped off your bodies in less than a minute. The growls leaving his lips were almost animalistic. You were pretty sure you wanted to go along, you wanted him to take you more than anything, you wanted him to make you his more than anything...until, until he slid his boxers down. You looked at the beast and all the confidence flew out of the window. You have only been with two people in your life and neither of them were that big. Saying that Steve was big would be an understatement, he was huge.There was no doubt that if only he went a little faster he would rip you apart. So before things could go any further you stopped him. 

When you finished your bit Wanda was laughing her ass off. You were looking at her with an annoyed expression. 

“This is not funny, Wands.” You said in a slightly scolding tone. 

“You got scared of his Dick?” She asked as if she wasn’t believing what she just heard. 

“I wasn’t scared,I was.....intimidated, there's a difference. And if only you have seen it you would be scared too. He is Huge, Wands.” 

“Oh, poor baby. Come here.” She opened her arms, stifling her her laugh and you slid in. “So, What did you tell him?” 

“Steve.” You started as he approached the bed. “Steve, wait.” You said putting a hand on his chest before he could go any further. “Yeah?” He asked out of breath, eyes blown with lust as he looked down at you. Eyes lingering a little longer on the bare skin of your breast as they heaved from lack of oxygen. 

“I don’t think I’m ready.” You said and his eyes snapped to yours with confusion. 

“Huh?” He asked as if he couldn’t hear you the first time. 

“I don’t think I’m ready to go any further.” He sighed and without saying anything got up and went straight to the bathroom. 

“Was he mad?” Wanda asked with a frown. 

“Oh no. He wasn’t mad. He came back, we slept, he was nice to me and we just came back.” I told her with a smile.

“So are you gonna tell him, that you didn’t do it because you were scared of his Dick.” 

“Again, I wasn’t scared, I was a little intimidated, there’s a difference. And no, what could he possibly do about it? Chop it smaller?” 

“Maybe?”

“Hey, it's not funny.” 

“Okay, okay. But seriously you should tell him.” Wanda said and you didn’t say anything to that. Maybe you should. But you don’t have to think about it right now. 

You were getting ready for your bed that night when your phone buzzed. A big smile spread on your face involuntarily when you read the name on the screen and the text that the said person has sent. It was a simple ‘Busy?’ but it was enough to make you feel weird in your stomach again. 

‘No, just getting ready for bed.’ You hit send and you slipped under the cover beside Wanda, who was fast asleep. “What were you doing?” 

‘Just finished meeting with a client.’ He replied almost instantly. 

‘You’re not home yet?’

‘I’m on my way.’  He replied. The next two hours flew by. When you looked at the clock it was already 1 in the morning. Your eyes widen. You had work and college tomorrow. So with a heavy heart you unwillingly told him good night. 

Before going to sleep you checked your emails and saw one from your college. They said they wanted to meet you tomorrow, something regarding the college bills. You decided to meet them tomorrow.

Next afternoon you found you found yourself standing outside your accountant’s office, biting your nail in anticipation. The email didn’t mention the actual reason, it just said something related to your college fees. Fuck them for not being clear over the emails. When the other student finally walked out of the office you knocked on it. A gruff voice told you to come in and you walked inside. 

It’s been so long that you have visited this office that you had almost forgotten how Mr. Grylls actually looked. “Mr. Grylls? I’m Y/n Y/l/n. I got an email.”

“Oh yes, Ms. Y/l/n, please take a seat.” Mr. Grylls said pulling out a file which you assumed was yours. 

“What is it about, sir?” You asked with a nervous smile.

“Oh no, Don’t worry Ms. Y/l/n. It’s nothing bad. I just wanted to inform you that all your loan and future expenses has been cleared.” He said leaving a surprised look on your face. There was silence in the room for a whole minute, you were too surprised to say anything.

“What?” You finally asked. Mr Grylls realized you had no idea about anything. 

“Your-”

“Yes I heard you. By whom?” You asked with an unexpected harsh tone that you instantly felt bad about. 

“Mr. Steve Rogers.”  He replied and if I said you were surprised before...you were downright shocked now. You half expected your parents but Steve? Why the hell would he pay for your college bills? 

“Are you sure, sir?” You asked “Maybe there’s a misunderstanding.” 

“No, Ms. Y/l/n there is no misunderstanding. Mr. Rogers paid all your bills.” When you left Mr. Grylls office you were fuming. What the hell was he trying to show exactly? Did he think of you as a charity case? Was he showing how ‘humble’ and ‘Generous’ he is? What was the point of all this?

You didn’t wait for your study group and went straight to Wanda’s apartment. You will go to meet Steve and give him a piece of mind. When you reached the apartment you took out the extra key Wanda gave you and got inside mumbly some not nice profound words for a certain man. You kicked off your shoes and was about to take out your phone from your bag when you saw a figure sitting in the living room. You were almost surprised to see him there. He was looking at you with a big smile on his face like he was very proud of something he has recently done. 

“What are you doing here?” You asked not even trying to hide your anger. 

“I invited him in, hope it’s okay.” It was Wanda’s voice as she emerged from the kitchen with a cup of coffee in her hand. You looked at her and then back at him and then back at her. Wanda could almost sense the tension between the two of you so before the either of you could utter a word she spoke up again. “I think Sharon asked me to pick her up. I’m gonna go. Your coffee.” She handed the cup to Steve and sprinted out of the apartment before Steve to say Thank you.

“What are you doing here?” You asked your previous question with a much calmer tone, trying to be mature. 

“I just wanted to see you.” He said with a small frown.

“Oh you just wanted to see me?” You repeated his words with a sarcastic tone. 

“I thought you would be happy to  see me, are you not? Did I do something wrong?” He asked, genuinely confused. Either he was used to just blowing away his money or he is just a really good actor, either way he was not helping himself at all. 

“For fuck’s sake, Steve, do not act like you don’t know what you did.” You said.

“Well, there are a few things that I have done in my life, I don’t exactly know which one you are mad about.” 

“Oh don’t you dare try and and act smart. What the fuck is this?” you said taking out the copy of receipt Mr. Grylls has given you and shoving it in his face. 

He only took a second to look at the papers before looking back at you. “Oh that.” Was his response which made you raise an eyebrows. 

“Oh that. Oh that? It’s not Oh that, Steve. Its 300,000 dollars.” You said. “But what is it to you, right. It’s nothing for you. But not for me okay? It’s not nothing for me. Money is not nothing for me. I earn what I have and I would like to keep it that way. You pay 1000 dollars for my drinks and refuse to take it back, You give me 100 dollars for tips, but this, this is too much. What are you trying to show. That you can just buy everything? You can buy everyone?” You asked and he was silent, Looking at your face as you lashed out on him. “Is it because I told you I lost my job, I’m homeless, do you think I’m a charity case? Or oh my god is it because I didn’t sleep with you, are you trying to-”

“What, No. God No.” 

“Then what are you trying to do? Because I do not understand. You took me to your party as your date and now you are paying for my college expenses? What is this exactly? I can’t live like this Steve, I can’t, I need to pay you back, It can take time but I need to.”

“Fine. Pay me back.” You were confused for a second, did he just agree with you? without any conditions? “But.” Oh there it is. “I won’t accept money.” You frowned again. 

“I don’t know what you are talking about.” You said with a confused frown.

“Work for me.” 

“Oh right, because I’m just so qualified to work under your company.” You voice was laced with sarcasm. 

“You are not gonna work under my company, you are gonna work under me. It’s not an office job.” He replied, not really helping you with your confusion. “You’ll have to accompany me, to every business party, every gala that I attend. No matter in which part of country or world it is, you have to accompany me. You can pay me back like that.” You stayed silent for a second, considering his offer, not like you have any other choice. 

“That’s it?”

“It’s not as easy as it sounds, Y/n. You have to help me find clients, You have to talk to people at the Gala. You are not just going as my date, you are my representative, you will make me look good.” 

“And what if I mess up?” 

“Then you mess up my company, probably my whole job.”

“That’s a hell of a responsibility.” 

“It is. No one is forcing you. Just say no, I’ll be on my merry way and won’t bother you again.” You won’t lie, you did consider it for a second. 

“What about the money?”

“I told you already, I’m not accepting any money.”

“So I’ll just have to live under the weight of your 300,000 dollars for the rest of my life?”

“Or, you could just say yes. No pressure, take your time. I’m right here.” He said sitting back on the couch, sipping his coffee while you just stood there, dumbfounded. A few minutes later you came up with a reply. 

“Why me?”

“Why you? Well, you are smart, Intelligent and you are beautiful there’s no doubt in that. People liked you at the party, specially Tony liked you, which is kind of uncommon.....and, I like you. very much.” He admitted.

“You do?” 

“Was there a doubt? Don’t you? Like me?” He stood up again and walked closer to you, not taking eyes off of your face. 

“I-I guess.” You said, gulping down your own saliva. 

“Then is it a yes?” He said, not stopping till you were toe to toe, you were looking up at him while biting your lips. Damn he was so handsome, it was so hard saying no to him, not that you were going to anyway. 

“Yes.” You whispered. 

“Good choice. Be ready tomorrow, we are going on a date.”

“A date?”

“I just said I liked you didn’t I?” 

“Ummhmm.” He was so close to you now that it was getting hard to breath for you. 

“I’ll pick you up at three.” He grabbed his jacket and walked past you to the gate but stopped. “Also, Y/n.” He said and just as you turned around he grabbed you by your waist, putting one hand on the back of your neck he pulled your lips on his, giving you a bruising kiss. “Do not yell at me again.” And with that he walked out. 

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A/N- Oh my god, guys, how long has it been? 5 years? I’ll be honest with you, no jokes. I haven’t been writing because I’ve been dealing with some mental health issues lately. I hope you all doing well, please take care of your mental health too in this pandemic, it is just as important as your physical health. 

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