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Stacys Mom 3

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A/N: Y’all have no idea how bad I feel about forgetting to post the last part of this little au😮‍💨 I finished it months ago and….well, forgot it. I’m sorry. I Hope you still appreciate the very late update and will enjoy it anyway! Many kisses to y’all❤️

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Pairing: young Steve Rogers x older reader (friends mom reader)

As soon as you heard your daughter's voice you knew one thing-Steve wouldn’t make it out of the house unnoticed.

“Steve-wake up-Steve”, you whispered, shaking his shoulder while he was cuddling up to your chest, wrapping his arms even tighter around you and nuzzling his nose against your skin.

“Just a Minute-“ “we don’t have a minute! Stacys home!”, you hissed, shaking him more forcefully. Finally his brain caught up and he sat up abruptly, his eyes alarmed as he nearly jumped out of bed, quickly collecting his clothes.

His hair was tousled, his eyes still sleepy and you could see an imprint from the pillow on his face. “Mom are you home!?”Stacy called out, already being close to your bedroom as you stumbled out of bed yourself, putting on a night gown.

Just then did the door open, in time for you to put on your gown-but not for Steve to put a shirt on or even zip his pants. “Oh my god mom-I’m so sorry I didn’t know you had comp-Steve!? What the fu-” “Stacy Sweetheart, you weren’t supposed to-“ “to know? Since when was this-thing happening-? Is it like-it wasn’t back then, right?”, your daughter started asking, crossing her arms and looking at you both while Steve grabbed his shirt and started buttoning it up, his whole chest up to the very tips of his ears blushing like a tomato.

„you know what-I’ll just wait in the kitchen you two…get dressed”, that’s a sentence you’d never imagined to hear from your daughters lips.

When the door closed you sat back on your bed, sighing loudly and resting your head on your arms. “Oh god….”, you mumbled, hearing Steve walk over to you and kneel before you, his hands gently brushing along your thighs. “Hey…it’s okay, she didn’t seem mad…we’ll just…you know, say it was the heat of the moment or something…and if you don’t feel comfortable with all this…it doesn’t have to happen again”, he mumbled, his tone sounding unsure and rather unconvincing.

Yet you still smiled a bit into your palms.

He was really sweet. You knew he wanted something more from this than just a one time thing and yet he’d rather have you feel good about all this than himself.

“It’s not that Stevie”, you whispered, gently taking his hands, pressing a kiss to his knuckles. “I really enjoyed our time together, but I’m not sure if it’s possible. You’re the same age as my daughter, Steve. I’m too old”, a sigh escaped your lips again and you really didn’t know what to say next without hurting him.

Steve stood up, holding out his hand for you to take, a soft smile on his lips while he shook his head. “That’s such nonsense. Stop talking yourself down. You’re amazing and your age doesn’t matter. Not to me. I like it that way…you’re…more mature. I like that”, at Steve’s words you felt yourself blush a bit, while you took his hand and let him pull you to your feet, so close you fell right against his chest. His short was still mostly unbuttoned so your hands rested against his naked skin, as he slowly leaned down to kiss you.

A slow, gentle kiss that made your whole body tingle.

You knew it wasn’t right, but you had never felt so good with someone. Not even in the beginning of your first marriage.

Without wanting to, you slowly started smiling into the kiss before Steve slowly pulled you a bit closer into a tight embrace. “Please…don’t let it be the last time I can hold you like this…”, he whispered into your hair.

The smile from your lips disappeared slowly. You didn’t want to look at him, knowing how sad and pleading he’d look at you.

You didn’t want it to be the last time either.

You wanted to hold him and being held by him every day and night. Fall asleep next to him and wake up with his arms around you, hear his raspy voice in the morning as he wishes you a nice day at work. Feel his kisses on your shoulders and neck before letting go of you…or maybe have him pull you back into bed, making you late for work after making you come on his tongue. You wanted him to apologise for making you late, even though he wouldn’t be feeling sorry at all, looking rather smug and smitten.

Fuck, you wanted him in your life as your partner and not your daughters friend.

And you hated yourself for that.

You hated yourself for falling for him.

“You can go talk to Stacy and explain a bit and I’ll put some normal clothes on”, you slowly detach yourself from him, not looking at him anymore. Instead you went to your walk-in-closet. Steve's gaze burned holes into your back before he slowly walked out of your bedroom.

It took you twenty minutes to put a simple outfit together. Normally you’d probably only need five minutes, just grabbing random pants and a t-shirt, but today you…took your time. For one too find something pleasant to the eye to look good for Steve (even though you didn’t want to admit that) and also because you wanted to be a bit alone, to gather your thoughts.

How were you supposed to tell your daughter you liked her friend? How were you supposed to look in your daughters eyes after she caught you with her highschool friend after having spent a night with him?

You felt incredibly awful.

When you walked into the kitchen you saw Steve and Stacy drinking coffee and laughing together about something she said.

“Oh mom, I was just telling Steve about the time uncle Ben fell down the stairs and still managed to hold his beer without spilling any of it-I’m telling you Steve, not even a single drop. This guy would protect his beer more than his own life”, she turned back to Steve. Next to Steve was another cup of coffee, so you sat down next to him, immediately feeling his hand on your thigh, squeezing gently as he looked at you from the side and smiled cheerfully.

Why was he so cheerful? It didn’t make any sense to you-why was he that happy even though his heart (and yours too) would be crushed in a few seconds.

“Okay, Stacy, I’m sure you have some questions-but before you ask, it hadn’t been happening behind your back. It was only last evening that we went on a date-“ “oh yeah, I know. Steve mentioned years ago that you said he should come back when he’d turn 21…I didn’t expect he’d actually do it, but I guess he really meant the whole liking-you-thing. It’s nice. Steve is really nice. And you’re both adults. You know what you’re doing-just as long as I don’t get a sibling-“ Stacys words made you choke on your first sip of coffee, making you cough immediately.

Steve also blushed a deep red color, as he lowered his head.

“Stacy-that’s-not-we…-what? What do you mean?”, you stuttered, not knowing what to say or think. Or even how to react.

She laughed at you both, shaking her head in amusement. “I should’ve filmed your reaction-mom of course I knew about Steve’s crush. He wasn’t hiding it-and I’m sure you knew it too. I mean-he mowed your lawn for free the whole summer. Who does that? Only a fool-“ out of the corner of your eye you could see Steve frown at Stacy, making you chuckle barely audible.

“-of course it surprises me YOU had a thing for him-I mean-wasn’t that a bit…crimin-“ “I didn’t have a thing for Steve back then. He was too young for us to start anything-not that it had changed much. I’m still too old, a mother and-“ “Mom, stop. If you like Steve I don’t mind it…of course it’s…a bit unusual to find my old highschool friend in your bed but on the other hand…I totally get you. Steve is now hot as hell, like, I mean it, literally just…yummy-“

A loud thud made you jump lightly as Steve’s head hit the counter in embarrassment. “Stacy don’t say stuff like that-that’s weird-“ “you’re sleeping with my mom, I’m allowed to say weird stuff. So, continuing; I think you two shouldn’t be stopping whatever this is on my account. I’m not angry, not at all…”, she said with a smile on her face, sounding more sincere to the end.

You had no idea what to say. Did your daughter just allow you to…date her old friend? She wasn’t freaking out? Because you would be if she’d start dating a friend of yours.

“But I don’t want any siblings and I’m not gonna call Steve Daddy-“ at the mention of the address you and Steve turned a dark shade of red, both looking away from Stacy. “Let’s just change the topic, sweetheart. You don’t have to do any of that and there won’t be any kids-“ “no?” Interrupted you Steve, making you smack his arm. “Of course not. I’m too old for that”, at which Steve nodded slowly. “Okay, noted. I don’t even think I would want kids-all the screaming and waking up in the middle of the night sounds awful.”

You shook your head in amusement and turned your attention once again to Stacy. “Are you…really okay with that?”, you asked carefully, still not believing her.

“I wasn’t at first-when I first noticed Steve’s crush on you I tried to arrange all our meetings when you were away or would get ready for dates…but then I started noticing how he was looking at you-and even something you did too, Mom, I don’t think you’ve noticed it yourself but you have Steve more attention than any of my other friends”, she said, shrugging. “The idea of seeing you two together was weird and even a bit…disgusting-ish. But that was just some immature thinking and I quickly realised that it was totally stupid-at least when Steve told me about wanting to ask you out after he’d turn twentyone. I started thinking about the age gap and then I noticed…many celebrities that I like have the same age differences, if not bigger ones. So why judge? I hope you two make each other happy. You, mom, deserve someone who’s actually romantic and will treat you nice, not like dad. And I think Steve will be a nice change from all the douches in your life.”

Then she looked at Steve, furrowing her brows at him. “So don’t be a douche, because then I’m gonna be mad, but that’s not what I wanted to say-I think you should be with a woman that knows what she wants and isn’t just a stupid chick like half of those girls you meet with your friends during all those night outs in clubs or-” “shh don’t make it sound like that-I’m not going out that often and I don’t sleep around-all I said yesterday was tr-“ he started then rambling, turning his attention to you. “Stevie, don’t worry, I believe you-besides I know how it is to be young and…adventurous”, you chuckled, squeezing his hand softly with your own.

“Ugh Mom but I don’t wanna hear that kind of stuff-I’ll accept you two dating but please don’t make me hear the details”, Stacy mumbled, standing up and walking over to the fridge, taking out a jar of jam out and then bread and peanutnutter from the cabinet. “It’s really funny that my mom and my friend are now banging. Someone wants a peanutbutter and jam sandwich?”

You gasped in surprise, Steve coughed up his coffee, nearly spilling it all over himself and you both just looked at stacys back in surprise while she made sandwiches. “Stacy you can’t just say something like that and then casually ask about sandwiches”, you still sounded shocked, but took a sandwich anyway when she put the plate in front of you.

The next few minutes were spent with casual conversations, eating and drinking coffee.

At one point Steve leaned closer to you, pressing a kiss to your forehead before standing up and excusing himself to the bathroom. Slightly embarrassed you looked down at your now empty cup, but you couldn’t keep yourself from smiling-and Stacy noticed that too. She wiggled her eyebrows at you when you lifted your gaze, feeling her starring at you.

“What?”, you whispered, your whole face heating up. “Nothing just…it’s cute. It’s the first time I see you actually…a bit smitten or…you know, happy..or at least happier than before. It seems like you two really like each other, even though you’re denying it”, You had to admit your daughter was very wise. Maybe she had it from you? Probably. Her father was a douche.

Smiling you looked at Stacy for a moment, “thank you…for giving us a chance”, Stacy immediately shook her head at you. “No, you’re giving it a chance. Im just…accepting it. I want you to be happy-and if I have to be honest, from all the younger guys or my friends you could be dating im glad it’s Steve.”

When Steve returned he sat back down next to you, his arm resting around the rest of your chair, a huge smile on his lips as he gave you a kiss on the cheek.

“But I gotta be go with you two-for now wait with all the pda-steve I’m talking to you. I have to get used to all this. Also, no Sex while i’m Home.” You never thought you’d get a talk like this from your own daughter, your face once again feeling hot.

“And you'll borrow me your Nintendo Switch." “What?”, Steve interrupted her while turning away from you and instead giving her his full attention, making you roll your eyes in amusement. How did all this turn into an argument over those games or whatever. This reminded you of the age difference even more, but on the other hand there’d be many moments where Steve would also feel the difference.

Steve pulled his eyebrows a bit together, a little wrinkle appearing between them, while Stacy raised hers instead, crossing her arms. “You want to date my mom. I think I have the right to ask for something instead.” You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. Weere they really-

"Fine." Steve grunted, taking his arms from around your shoulders to cross them in front of his chest, his gaze glued to Stacy as she smirked. "And share your Netflix account too."

“Seriously?? I only subscribed hulu and Disney….fine. Fine, okay, I’ll subscribe Netflix too, but I’ll use the phrase Netflix and chill more often than you think, just to spite you”, he said, making Stacy frown. “Thats so fucking weird, I don’t want to know when or if you two…have a Netflix and chill evening. If you ever use that phrase I’ll personally rip your manhood off and beat you with it-“ “Jesus, you two, stop. I have to get some work in my office done, so I’ll leave you two for now.”

You looked back at Steve, smiling lightly as his eyes lit up, watching you stand up. “You can stay, if you want. I’ll be done in a bit. Stacy, be nice and don’t bargain so much with Steve”, you chuckled at your daughter when she shrugged her shoulders. Just like said you went to your office, already starting to sort some document you had to go over one more time.

Yet you couldn’t stop your thoughts from drifting off to Steve. Would this relationship work out? He was so much younger..he was friends with your daughter…people would assume you’re his mother…or that you did something to make him be with you-maybe they’d think you groomed him? God. All of this was awful.

Even though it was hard to ignore all those thoughts you still tried to do so for now. You needed some time to get your work done.

After a while of concentrating and working on the documents you heard the door open. Looking up for a moment you smiled at Steve, before signing another file.

A gentle tap on your shoulder made you look up once again and before you could say anything soft lips were pressed to your, a hand pulled your hair slightly, making you lift your chin even more. A rush of endorphins made the corners of your lips Twitch upwards, your heartbeat quickening. God, you haven’t felt like this in a while.

When Steve pulled away, he slowly pushed your chair away from the desk, turning you around to face him. Automatically your hand found its way onto his thigh, as he gently brushed your hair. “I think you need a break.” His voice was quiet, but you could hear something mischievous behind it.

“A break for what?” You nearly whispered, watching as Steve slowly sank to his knees. “Just lean back and let me make you feel good.”

And boy, did he made you feel good.

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