"I know you do," Steve murmurs, and he really means it. He spent almost his entire life worried about what people thought of him, always so concerned that no one would love him, especially after everything with Nancy. But he knows that Maeve does. He was never entirely sure of how someone felt about him until her.

"You're not alone in it. I'm right here with you," he assures her, grunting softly as he rolls his hips, pulling nearly all the way out of her before plunging back in slowly, thighs trembling with exertion. "It's me and you, sweetheart. You're my family."