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Leaning over to kiss her on the cheek, his expression is serious as he nods once. “Let them know I’ll be right there, alright?”

Slipping his hand out of Grace’s reluctantly, he steps back slowly before turning and running back to their bags. Hold on, kids.

Grimly, he unzips Grace’s tote, pulling the contents of it out onto the towel until he finds his suit. Uncaring who sees, he pulls it out and heads into the trees to pull it and the mask on.

The next thing the beach-goers see is a black and red blur running past them into the surf.

“Isn’t that… ?”

“Why is he here?”

“Better yet, why is he helping?”

Grace stepped in the middle of the crowd, her eyes narrowed, a deep serious expression filling her features. If she was going to be only one defending her future husband, she would do it.

“Yes, he’s Puzzler! And he’s helping because he’s a hero now!!!” she exclaimed, pointing to him. “If some of you had bothered checking the news, you would have seen he didn’t act as a villain in MONTHS!!”

“And what do you know?” a man asked her, glaring at her.

“I know enough to say he isn’t a threat anymore.” she replied, frowning back.

“But, my children…!!!” the terrified mother walked toward her, grabbing Hrace by her shoulders. “WHAT IS HE GOING TO DO TO MY CHILDREN!!!??”

Grace echoed the gesture, smiling softly. “He’s going to save them. Have faith.”

The woman whimpered, looking away for a moment. Grace seemed so honest, so sure of herself… And all she could see was the puzzling super going to the rescue.  Grace pulled away from her, joining her hands before her chest.

Come on, Stevie… I believe in you…

The only thing he can hear this far out is the pounding of the surf, and the screams of the kids he’s drawing closer to as Steve continues swimming. Not caring about his suit getting wet, he doesn’t bother giving himself time to pace himself; it was time he didn’t have.

Reaching the kids, he puts on a brave smile below the mask before diving beneath the water to collect the sister, who had dipped beneath the surface again, and haul her up where she could breath.

Alright, now the brother. Ignoring his yelp of surprise at the sight of his mask, and the way the kid struggled, he pulls the kid close next to his sister anyway. “Alright kids, hold on.”

It’s slow going back to shore, with two kids in tow and fighting the waves, but the trip eventually make it back. The brother pushes himself away, running straight for his mother, the sister letting him pull her the rest of the way out of the water before turning to cling to the side of his waist once they were clear.

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“Anything you want will be just fine, darlin’.” Hrace replied, smiling softly.

It was then when they listened a scream. Gracelyn and Steve exchanged a quick gaze, and ran to see to see what was going on. Apparently, a young girl was drowning in the the lake, and the lifeguard just had called in sick that day. Her brother had tried to save her, but now the two of them were in trouble. Grace grasped tightly her fianceé’s hand, blushing slightly. 

This might be the chance Steve was looking for to prove to the world he was no longer a villain. She turned to him, whispering into his ear.

“Steve, I brought your supersuit in my bag, just in case you might need it. Go change and save those kids, please!”

Leaning over to kiss her on the cheek, his expression is serious as he nods once. “Let them know I’ll be right there, alright?”

Slipping his hand out of Grace’s reluctantly, he steps back slowly before turning and running back to their bags. Hold on, kids.

Grimly, he unzips Grace’s tote, pulling the contents of it out onto the towel until he finds his suit. Uncaring who sees, he pulls it out and heads into the trees to pull it and the mask on.

The next thing the beach-goers see is a black and red blur running past them into the surf.

“Isn’t that… ?”

“Why is he here?”

“Better yet, why is he helping?”

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She smiled at him, completelly relaxed. By this point he knew her skin inch by inch. He knew all her beauty marks, the points where she was more ticklish, everything. His touch made her flinch slightly. It excited her more than she wanted to admit…

“Mmmh… So good…”

“Hope so.” he murmurs, smirking bare seconds before lightly grazing his fingertips over her sides. “Don’t want you to burn, right?” Steve continues, louder now, as his hands move downward again, wanting to get the remaining sunscreen worked into Grace’s skin.

“I’d like to get a nice tan… But given how all my family had pale skin, it will be better to be careful…”

She whimpered slightly, enjoying the work of those strong hands against her back. If he wasn’t a super, Steve could have been not only a great pianist, also an excellent masseuse. That was the skill of his hands.

“You look fine just like you are, you know that.”

Sweeping both hands over her sides on the way upward, he sits back to reach for the tube again. That part was done. “Where do you want next, arms or legs?” he asks conversationally, unscrewing the cap.

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“Yes, hun. Go on.” she turns around a bit, giving him a reassuring peck on his cheek. She played a little with her content and relaxed, knowing he wouldn’t hurt her in any way.

“Alright, if you’re sure.” Seemed like it, with that content noise. Still grinning, Steve moves his hands slowly up her back, watching her face to see what her reaction would be.

She smiled at him, completelly relaxed. By this point he knew her skin inch by inch. He knew all her beauty marks, the points where she was more ticklish, everything. His touch made her flinch slightly. It excited her more than she wanted to admit…

“Mmmh… So good…”

“Hope so.” he murmurs, smirking bare seconds before lightly grazing his fingertips over her sides. “Don’t want you to burn, right?” Steve continues, louder now, as his hands move downward again, wanting to get the remaining sunscreen worked into Grace’s skin.

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Laughing nervously as he sets the re-capped tube aside, Steve rubs his palms together, coating both of them in the cool gel. “Yeah, I know.”

Setting both hands on her back to start with, he leans over her slightly, grinning down at Grace. “Ready?”

“Yes, hun. Go on.” she turns around a bit, giving him a reassuring peck on his cheek. She played a little with her content and relaxed, knowing he wouldn’t hurt her in any way.

“Alright, if you’re sure.” Seemed like it, with that content noise. Still grinning, Steve moves his hands slowly up her back, watching her face to see what her reaction would be.

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“Well. You seem interesting.” she grinned. “You are who now?”

“Interesting, huh.” If she looked closely enough she could see the fabric of his mask shifting as he smiles beneath it. “Right now? ‘Puzzler’ works.”

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“Nothing’s wrong with it at all.” he answers with an equally mischievous grin. “Just need some room to change, you know?”

Sure enough, that faint blush springs to his cheeks when she nestles herself closer, wriggling her hips against his. Lucky enough that they were in an out of the way area. “So if you want to see it…”

“Pleaseeeeee~” she purrs a little, resting her head against his shoulder, till the point she can press some kisses against his neck and jaw. 

“I want to see your trunks once you’re done with the sunscreen, love.” she commands him, in a playful tonr. It’s then when Grace pulls back, leaning on the towel. Her generous chest is safe from dirty looks here. Given her chest size, she always was a little embarrassed of it on the beach. She still could remember some old men whistling to her, sometimes even joking about if she had spent too much money on plastic surgery. Something really offensive for her, given how she had inherited this from her mother. She was all natural, but some people just didn’t get it.

“Hmm, alright.” Chuckling under his breath, Steve heads over to the bag set down on the sand, kneeling to dig out the tube of sunscreen Grace had thankfully had the foresight to pack.

About to ask her to lay down when he looks back, he just smiles. “It’s gonna be cold to start with, just to let you know.” he warns, uncapping the tube and collecting some of the sunscreen in his palm.

“Don’t worry, I’m sure it will be very… stimulating.” Grace chuckled at her choice of words. Giving him a mischievous side glance, she played with one of the long strands framing her face.

“Don’t feel afraid to touch everything, hun. You know I’m not ashamed of my body when I’m with you…”

Laughing nervously as he sets the re-capped tube aside, Steve rubs his palms together, coating both of them in the cool gel. “Yeah, I know.”

Setting both hands on her back to start with, he leans over her slightly, grinning down at Grace. “Ready?”

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“Awwww, I wanna see it…” she replied, purring. “What can be so bad, if you don’t want to show it to your future wife?” she added, with a mischievous look.

“Because if you don’t take it off… I may help you with that…” she wriggled a little, rubbing a little her nicely shaped rear against his center. Grace knew would make him blush. Given they were in a spot not many people would watch them, she could allow herself to be naughty if she wanted.

“Nothing’s wrong with it at all.” he answers with an equally mischievous grin. “Just need some room to change, you know?”

Sure enough, that faint blush springs to his cheeks when she nestles herself closer, wriggling her hips against his. Lucky enough that they were in an out of the way area. “So if you want to see it…”

“Pleaseeeeee~” she purrs a little, resting her head against his shoulder, till the point she can press some kisses against his neck and jaw. 

“I want to see your trunks once youre done with the sunsscreen, love.” she commands him, in a playful tonr. It’s then when Grace pulls back, leaning on the towel. Her generous chest is safe from dirty looks here. Given her chest size, she always was a little embarrassed of it on the beach. She still could remember some old men whistling to her, sometimes even joking about if she had spent too much money on plastic surgery. Something really offensive for her, given how she had inherited this from her mother. She was all natural, but some people just didn’t get it.

“Hmm, alright.” Chuckling under his breath, Steve heads over to the bag set down on the sand, kneeling to dig out the tube of sunscreen Grace had thankfully had the foresight to pack.

About to ask her to lay down when he looks back, he just smiles. “It’s gonna be cold to start with, just to let you know.” he warns, uncapping the tube and collecting some of the sunscreen in his palm.

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“Your eyebrows betrayed you.” she chuckled, lifting a hand to caress his cheek. “And your mouth went right after it.”

Grace enjoyed snuggling with him. He had this kind of special warmth she couldn’t feel with anyone else. “I can’t wait to see more closely your trunks. You left me all curious about them when we were in the cabinet.”

Given he was still wearing his pants, she couldn’t see them yet. Her curiosity was eating her alive.

Grinning despite himself, Steve snorts softly, leaning into the touch of her hand. Something that simple and it immediately calmed him. Just the effect being around Grace had, he guessed.

“Sure you really wanna see?” he teases, arching a brow and still grinning.

“Awwww, I wanna see it…” she replied, purring. “What can be so bad, if you don’t want to show it to your future wife?” she added, with a mischievous look.

“Because if you don’t take it off… I may help you with that…” she wriggled a little, rubbing a little her nicely shaped rear against his center. Grace knew would make him blush. Given they were in a spot not many people would watch them, she could allow herself to be naughty if she wanted.

“Nothing’s wrong with it at all.” he answers with an equally mischievous grin. “Just need some room to change, you know?”

Sure enough, that faint blush springs to his cheeks when she nestles herself closer, wriggling her hips against his. Lucky enough that they were in an out of the way area. “So if you want to see it…”

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Her grin couldn’t get wider, she knew he was going to love it. And watching his reaction, she knew she was right. 

“Yes, please. I’d like that very much.” she replied, taking advantage of his position to lean his head against his chest. 

“You liked my new swimsuit, didn’t you?” she asked, purring a little.

“What was your first clue, hmm?” he teases, running a hand through her hair.

Of course he did; it was in his colors, on his favorite woman, how could he not?

“So… About that sunscreen.” Smiling warmly, Steve holds her close as Grace rests her head against his chest, taking the time to enjoy how easily she let herself be this close to him.

“Your eyebrows betrayed you.” she chuckled, lifting a hand to caress his cheek. “And your mouth went right after it.”

Grace enjoyed snuggling with him. He had this kind of special warmth she couldn’t feel with anyone else. “I can’t wait to see more closely your trunks. You left me all curious about them when we were in the cabinet.”

Given he was still wearing his pants, she couldn’t see them yet. Her curiosity was eating her alive.

Grinning despite himself, Steve snorts softly, leaning into the touch of her hand. Something that simple and it immediately calmed him. Just the effect being around Grace had, he guessed.

“Sure you really wanna see?” he teases, arching a brow and still grinning.