Author: Allofthefandoms
Fandom: Captain America
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: 11.9k
Notes/Warnings: BDSM, Sub Steve, Dom Sam
Summary:
"I want to know," Steve barreled on, terrified that if he didn't get started now he would never say it. "I want know your fantasies, what you want to do with me, the things that make you feel warm and even the things that make you feel a little dirty. But I also want to know what your favorite breakfast is so I can cook it for you when you have a bad night and what your favorite color is so I can paint every wall with it. I want to hold your hand and bring you flowers at work and kiss you on the street. I want to stand on every rooftop in Brooklyn and tell the world how much I love you. I'm not used to being allowed to want that."
Apparently they're just going to dive straight into the Mariana trench, no tanks, no buoyancy devices, no wetsuits, buck-ass naked. Despite feeling almost hysterically giddy, like he's real short on oxygen (no tanks, remember), Sam finds that he's fine with this.
Art by (artist's name) Vassalady
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Rating: Explicit
Notes/Warnings: Penises
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