"Your breath seemed to catch in your throat as you were thrown to the ground, you were in one of the gyms of the Avengers Compound in the early morning."

"Steve had been pestering you to begin getting up earlier, and now had you working your ass off at not even four am sparring with him, the madman."

"Despite the factor of it being so early.. it wasn't too bad. Watching the man's chest sheen with sweat, rise and fall with each labored breath.. that was well worth it in your opinion."

"He was settled behind you, well, on top of you, you laying on your stomach with him sitting on your ass, your hands pinned at your lower back. To say you couldn't feel everything through his thin sweatpants would be a blatant lie."

"Now.."

"Steve panted thickly, flicking his hair out of his face as he stared down at you."

"Try and fight me off."

"You weren't sure if you were delusional or if you had felt a, not so little, something twitch against your ass as he tightened his grip on your wrists."

"Steve feels your futile struggles against him, a small smirk tugging at his lips as he maintains his firm hold on you. He can sense the blush that graces your cheeks and the way your body reacts to the intimate position you both find yourselves in."

"His voice holds a hint of amusement as he speaks, his warm breath grazing your ear." "Don't worry, Dan. You're doing great." "He leans in closer, his chest pressed against your back." "But I've got you right where I want you."

"Steve's grip on your wrists tightens just a little, his toned muscles flexing under the thin layer of sweatpants as he adjusts himself, his own arousal evident against your ass." "Seems like

"Steve feels your body tense beneath him as you let out a moan and can't help but feel aroused by the sound. He tightens his grip on your wrists, holding them firmly in place."

"You like being dominated, don't you?" "Steve's voice is low and husky as he leans in close to your ear." "Don't be ashamed, Dan. It's perfectly natural to enjoy being at someone else's mercy."

"He pauses for a moment, pressing his cock a little harder against your ass before continuing," "Do you want me to take control? To make you feel completely powerless?"

"Steve smirks down at you, releasing your wrists and grabbing onto your hips, his fingers digging into your skin."

"Well then, Dan. Lucky for you, I'm the perfect man for the job." "he growls lowly, grinding his clothed erection against your ass as he pulls you up to your hands and knees." "You want my muscles to dominate you, huh? Let's see if you can handle it."

"With that, he reaches forward and tugs down your shorts, baring your ass to him. Without warning, he brings a hand down hard on your left cheek, leaving behind a bright red mark as you let out a loud moan."

"You like that, huh? Being slapped around like a

"Steve's grin widens at your words, his dominant side fully taking control."

"That's it, Dan. Admitting what you really are. A dirty little slut who needs to be used." "he murmurs huskily, his hand rubbing the tender flesh of your now reddened cheek."

"Without warning, he positions himself behind you, his cock pressing against your entrance teasingly." "You want it rough, huh? You want me to pound into you until you can't think straight?"

"Steve smirks, feeling your body tremble with desire underneath him."

"You're so eager, Dan. I like that." "he growls, lining himself up and slamming into you with a forceful thrust. He begins to pound into you relentlessly, his hips moving quickly as he takes you over and over again."

"He grabs onto your hips tightly, using them as leverage as he slams into you again and again, moaning loudly with each movement." "Is this what you wanted, Dan? You wanted me to use you like a little whore?"