#v ;; the magic star ( main )

[a-drop-of-nightshade]

“FUUUUUUCK!” Came the scream from above as with a flash of royal purple, L came tumbling down through the trees, branches snapped and he grunted and yelped until he finally hit the forest floor and groaned laying there, “Note to self alter emergency teleportation spell to not drop me 100ft from the air.” He groaned.

@howlofthewolf

#v ;; the magic star ( main ) #💀 {{ full of bones // ic }} 💀

[nerevar-quote-and-star]

Neloth: Talvas . . . something Fathryon!

Talvas: Do you not remember my middle name?

Neloth: We have so many disasters bombarding us. The middle name of an ungrateful child is hardly a priority.

#like the miraak magic making everyone construction worker zombies at night #plus ildari and the ash spawn attacks and the poisoning of the main tower #ash storms every blessed day #WILD NIXHOUNDS OMG #it's a lot #Neloth #talvas fathryon #tel mithryn #nerevar queue and star #incorrect quotes #incorrect elder scrolls #incorrect skyrim quotes #the elder scrolls #tes #skyrim #the elder scrolls v: skyrim #source: schitt's creek

[thevillainswhore]

New Tricks: A Pure Love

Pairing: Virgin!Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Word Count: 11.5k

Summary: From first kisses to first dates, the two of you have come a long way from pining over the other in secret and innocent touches during an unplanned movie night. But now, what once was a forbidden fantasy for an unattainable crush becomes reality when you coach Bucky Barnes through losing his virginity.

Warnings: College AU, brother’s best friend!Bucky, fluff, swearing, teasing, smut, loss of virginity, unprotected p in v sex, nipple play, handjob, praise kink, size kink, big hints of subby Bucky, dorky Bucky, love confessions.

Author’s Note: Beta and dividers by @rookthorne, she’s been my rock through this whole AU. Words will never be enough to thank you my love ❤️ Here is part three and the final instalment to New Tricks’ main storyline 🥹

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Your evening together has been magical, something pulled straight out of your dreams. The visuals of the bright, glowing stars and planets are nothing in comparison to the smile that pulls at Bucky’s mouth, even after the two of you left the museum.

During the walk back to your dorm with Bucky, he talks constantly and animatedly about the planetarium — recounting his joy for all the astronomical wonders he got to witness up close. And listening to your boyfriend’s contagious glee for a date you put together has you grinning from ear to ear.

In the late hour, you make a stop on your way back to the local twenty-four hour dessert parlour that is close to your dorm, opting for two single scoop ice cream cones. Bucky chose chocolate; you chose strawberry, and you stroll hand in hand down the Brooklyn cobblestones.

 

“I still can’t believe you don’t like chocolate ice cream, Bee,” Bucky accuses with his mouth full, shaking his head with a high sense of mock disapproval.

You roll your eyes playfully and scoff. He hasn’t stopped complaining about your dislike for chocolate flavoured treats since you revealed that snippet of information while you perused the options available to you at the parlour. “How many times are we going to go over this, Buck? Strawberry is superior,” you tell him with a proud smile. 

“Absolutely not!” Bucky gasps, outraged. “I refuse to listen to this slander against chocolate.” 

“Drama—” Your retort is cut short by him pressing you against the wall of the building next to you. The cone of ice cream in your hand almost topples precariously, interrupting you mid lick, and he ignores your surprised shout of, “Hey!”

“We are settling this right now, Buttercup.” He looks deep into your eyes with dire seriousness. “You’re gonna try mine and tell me that you like it.” The cone of chocolate ice cream appears in your peripheral vision. 

“Bucky!” You laugh. “I haven’t tried chocolate ice cream in years!” 

“All the more reason to try it now.” He holds his cone up to your mouth, a twinkle in his bright blue eyes and a pout on his plump lips. “For me?”

“Y’know, you can’t keep bribing me with those puppy eyes — No matter how handsome you are.”

With a cheeky smile, he whispers, “Is it working, though?” 

Sighing in defeat, you can’t help the upturn of your lips at his charm. “You’re lucky you’re cute. Hit me with it.” 

Like the cat who got the cream, Bucky closes the gap between you and the cold treat, letting it slightly touch your lips — the cold sensation makes you shiver, and you tentatively stick your tongue out, slowly laving it up the side of the scoop of ice cream. 

The strong taste of cocoa and sugar doesn’t impress you, and you flick your gaze towards your boyfriend to say as such, only, he’s homed in on the motion of your tongue while you lick the last remnants of cream from your lips. 

He shudders, the strong line of his shoulders shaking with the force of them, and he pants quietly. The rise and fall of his chest is uneven while his blue eyes darken to a stormy grey. 

It's difficult to contain the satisfied smirk growing on your lips as you ask teasingly, “You good, baby?” 

Bucky gulps, unsuspecting of such an innocent act to affect him so much. “I’m uh— I’m good.” His head bobs up and down, no real confidence in his answer, but his stare still pins you in place and he bites his bottom lip. “How’d you like it?”

 

“Hmm,” you hum, then you lick your lips again — just to make sure they are entirely clean, of course. Bucky’s eyes follow the movement with rapt attention. “I have to say…” The urge to use pretence to answer his question makes you want to burst into laughter, but you soldier on with the truth. “I’m sorry, honey. I still stand by my initial statement.” 

The erratic movements of his chest abruptly cease, and his eyes never leave yours while you lean forward, closer to his lips. “But,” you whisper, the tips of your fingers dancing up his chest. Every touch builds the deepening tension swirling in his eyes. “It doesn’t hurt to try something new every so often, Puppy.” 

You reach up to the corner of his mouth and swipe the smudge of chocolate ice cream left there with your thumb, then suck it into your mouth, releasing it with a wet pop — it feels like you well and truly break his resistance. 

Bucky’s fingers twitch against the cone by your lips, and it crumbles. The forceful puffs of air from his parted lips blow against your mouth, the inevitability of him pouncing on you any second undeniable. 

Rather than making it easier on him, you smirk and push him back by his shoulder. “Never hurts to experiment — Try new things. You never know.”

The dazed expression on his features is innocently sweet, and you try not to laugh as he reaches out for you to drag you back, but you dodge his hands and walk away, out of reach. You look at him over your shoulder and lick up the dribbling cream that almost reaches your hand. 

Bucky stares after you, mouth agape. “I— What—” He shakes himself back to reality, and he licks his lips, brushing his long hair back with his fingers and he throws his crumbled ice cream cone into the nearest trash can — no longer interested in that sweet treat. 

Bucky’s long strides work to catch up with you, a new kind of spark in his eyes you haven’t seen before. “Something new, huh?” 

“Yeah, handsome,” you purr. The steps to your apartment come up, and you take the first few with your back to Bucky, a smirk playing on your lips. Just as you reach the entryway door, you look over your shoulder at your boyfriend, who returns your coy smile with a hesitant one of his own. “Sometimes you’ve got to just let go and give in.”

Bucky stands behind you while you unlock the door to your dorm. The material of his button up shirt scrapes against the bare skin of your arm, and you try to suppress the shiver that runs down your spine, but it's useless. The air is charged with a thick tension unfamiliar between the two of you, and you feel as though you're swimming in new territory, wading into the depths of the unknown. 

“I had a great time tonight, Bee,” Bucky says quietly over your shoulder; the urge to kiss the skin there too tempting for him not to fall into. 

A shiver ripples down your spine from the sensation of his lips tickling your skin, and you stop just as you’re about to open the door. They move carefully over the slope of your neck and up to the lobe of your ear. 

Reining in your arousal, you turn around and agree with a broad smile. “Me too, handsome.” 

His eyes flicker between you and the door to your dorm. You hold his hand while the other rests on the handle behind you. “Ready to go in?” you ask. 

Bucky clears his throat. “Mhm,” he mumbles, and with his confirmation, you open the door. Immediately, the glow of orange lights grab his attention as they dance on the ceiling. Lit candles are placed on surfaces around the room, while your vinyl record turntable plays soft music.

The ambiance seems to both intrigue and calm Bucky, and you feel your own shoulders loosen. Thank you, Nat, you think inwardly.  

“Come on,” you whisper, urging Bucky further into your dorm room. He walks forward wordlessly, and with him out of the way, you close and lock the door behind you both — it affords you a solitary second to process the secret desire that has been stored away for so long. 

A guilty pleasure about your brother’s best friend that you revelled in at one point in time is becoming a reality. 

There is no means to do that now, to stow it away in secrecy — he stood behind you, right there in reach of you, no longer a fantasy. 

The door locks with a muffled click, and you turn around to see Bucky standing by the foot of your bed, head bowed and fiddling with the hair tie around his wrist. Slowly and steadily, you edge closer to him, careful not to make any sudden movements that will spook him. “Bucky?”

His body tenses slightly, his shoulders almost reaching his ears as you near him.

“Sweetheart?” you repeat, and you tuck back some of the hair that kept him hidden — a curtain he didn’t want to peer through. A dazzling pair of ocean blue eyes meet your own; swimming with anxiety and the desperate craving for direction. 

“Hi, you.” Your voice soothes him, and he instantly melts into you — callused, trembling hands rush to seek contact, finding their home around your waist.

“Hi, Bee,” he whispers, resting his forehead against yours. 

The soft instrumental of guitar chords pacifies the ambience. “How are we doing?” you ask gently. 

Bucky swallows the lump in his throat, and there’s a shaky, tremulous quality to his voice when he answers with, “Nervous.” 

You place a gentle kiss to the tip of his nose, hoping to calm him. “About what, baby?” 

Leaning slightly backward to better look into his eyes, you notice there is a storm of emotions swirling through his irises. In an attempt to soothe the hurricane, you comfortingly rub your hands down his muscled arms. 

“S— Sex.” His neck flushes with patchy red blotches; a staple of whenever he is flustered. 

You hum soothingly and nod your head, acknowledging his worries. “You know, we don’t have to do it if you feel like you’ve changed your mind, sweetheart. I was nervous for my first time, too.” Your fingers wrap around his arm to squeeze gently, grounding him in the wallow of nerves. “It’s okay if you’re not ready.” 

“No.” Bucky shakes his head, gulping. “I— I want this. I really want this.” There is such conviction and assurity in his voice that you cannot help but kiss him softly. He pulls back and his breath shudders. 

“You’re completely sure about this?” you ask once more, making sure to give him the space to reject your advances if he feels the need to. 

“Mm.” Bucky nuzzles into your neck, taking comfort in your embrace as he mumbles into your skin, “With everything I have.” 

You grasp his face into your hands with the most care and love you can possibly manifest to bring him out of his safe retreat, and you connect your lips with his again. 

The motion comes easy to Bucky now, natural. He has no fear and certainly no hesitation to kiss you the way he likes, with tenderness and an urge to claim you as his own — his mouth moves over yours in a synchronised dance, the steps familiar, but it still feels new, thrilling in nature.  

Snaking your hands down from his cheeks, your fingers leave a trail of goosebumps in their wake over his neck. They stop over his collar, and you look into his eyes to gain permission to undress him. “Can I?” 

“Yeah.” He’s relaxed enough in your hold to not allow nerves to hinder him just yet. 

You begin to make your way down his covered chest, and with the utmost care, you unfasten each button effortlessly — tan skin, smooth as silk and dotted with a pattern of sun kissed freckles, is revealed with each undone button, and you have to tamper down your impatience to rip the shirt straight off of his shoulders. 

“You’re so gorgeous, Bucky,” you breathe in disbelief, and your palms slither back up his body, sneaking over the ridges of his abs. “And all mine.”

“Ah–” Bucky gasps and jolts — your nails, longer than usual, brush over a responsive area of his stomach and you grin into his neck. 

You skim the tips of your fingers over the planes of his pecs, and over his shoulders to finally slide off the material veiling the godly sight of his body to you. Of course, you have already seen your boyfriend without a shirt on before, but right now, in the glow of the candlelight and the orange hues dancing over his skin, he looks like he’s been sculpted from the angels themselves.

“Bee…” A dust of pink decorates his high cheekbones, still ever so shy with your compliments. 

You open your mouth to reply, but Bucky thoroughly shocks you as he begins to unbuckle his belt, the muscles in his stomach tensing as his hands work to free the leather from his slacks. 

You watch, breathless, while he pulls down the slacks to reveal a pair of tight black briefs that do nothing to hide the growing bulge. Bucky is fucking huge, that much you make out from the strain of the material, and you’re almost sure he isn’t even fully hard. 

“Oh my god.” The sensation of your quiet divulgence against his ear elicits a sudden moan from his lips. You will never tire of being the cause of that sound. 

The rush his vocalised pleasure evokes has you beginning to reach behind your back to unzip your dress. However, Bucky hesitantly stops your hands in their haste. “C— Can I do it?” he stutters, eyes wide and glossy. “Can I undress you — Please?” 

It would be a crime to not allow him after a plea so sweet. 

With your nod of approval, he takes a deep breath, calming his nerves before he makes his way behind you. You feel his fingers hover over your back, tentative and unsure and it takes him a moment until he sighs in finality. 

He pinches the zipper, tiny in his long fingers, and he slowly descends the barrier downwards. The spaghetti straps slip off one by one — his knuckles gently skim over your shoulders until they trail down your arms, and with a quiet flutter, the entirety of your dress falls to the floor, leaving you in just your lingerie.

You wait patiently, letting Bucky take in every inch of your half naked form. Moments pass by and your combined breaths — one steady, the other erratic — ricochet through the room. 

“Sweetheart?” You feel the strands of his long hair sweep across your skin as he looks up at the sound of your voice. “Would you like to get my bra?” It’s an offer, a choice for him to decide on his own terms without the pressure. 

Stunning you with his growing confidence, he begins to unfasten the material — the straps fall down your arms with ease and you gently let it drop to the floor. 

Bucky gulps harshly, then. The realisation that your breasts are on display for the first time to his eyes hitting him like a truck. 

Stepping around your figure to come to your front, he keeps his eyes on your face, never once looking away as he kneels to the ground. His nimble fingers work to slip your heels off, taking care to help you place your bare feet down onto the carpet without letting you trip, and he kisses your lower thighs. Once he’s finished, the palms of his hands rub up the back of your calves and squeeze while he rises to stand.  

His gaze still doesn’t stray. 

“You can look, Bucky — It’s okay.” 

Only with your go ahead do his eyes dart down, taking the entirety of your body in at once. A harsh inhale of breath catches in his throat, the rise and fall of his chest is rapid while his fingers twitch by his sides. His gaze locks onto your breasts — guilty as charged with his basic instincts.

“Puppy,” you call out to him, parsing through the growing fog of desperate need in his mind, visible by the glint of hunger across his irises. “Come here.” 

His eyes shoot up, searching your expression for any sense of mocking, and he finds none. There is a desperate gleam in his cloudy, misted gaze — frantic for guidance and reassurance still. “Come here, baby,” you whisper, holding your hands out for him to grab hold of. “It’s alright.”

The steps Bucky takes are rigid, robotic — not allowing himself to lose what little control he has left. You vow to change that. He stops at a small distance in front of you, further away than you care for, and you take the bait to bring yourself closer until your nipples skim across the bare planes of his skin. 

The sensation steals your breath away, and Bucky squeezes his eyes closed, clenching his fists at his sides — it takes you back to your movie night together all that time ago, when the voice in his mind told him to hold back, to not give in to the urge to reach out instead. 

And that just wouldn’t do.

“None of that, sweetheart,” you coo, softly. “I’m gonna need you to open your eyes so I can see you.”

Like magic, he flickers his eyes open, and he swallows around the lump in his throat. 

“There he is.” You smile reassuringly at him. “Deep breaths for me, baby. You’re doing so good.” 

Bucky takes a small moment to do as you say, treating your word as gospel. His mouth works furiously over the words that won’t seem to come, until he settles on a breathless, “You’re so beautiful.” 

The way he’s devouring you with his eyes says volumes of his true meaning, and you couldn’t find it in you to mind that he was speechless.

You gently tuck the hair that’s fallen into his eyes behind his ears. “Oh, baby,” you whisper back, holding his face in your hands while a torrent of emotions that vary from awe to trepidation threaten to sweep you away. “You’re something else. I’m so lucky.”

A small huff of laughter falls from his parted lips, and he begins to grin, a cheeky pull at the corner of his lips that spreads warmth from your core to the tips of your toes and fingers. “If only you knew how much the guys on the team make fun of me for saying the exact same thing.” 

The two of you share a small bout of laughter — a wholesome moment to cut the charged air and be yourselves for a second.

You slide your hands down from his face down to his chest, feeling the steady pitter patter of his heart that’s calmed down from the fast thrum — the soft smile you give him forces a heavy exhale of breath from his lungs, and you revel in the one you’re given in return. 

“Good to keep going?” You check in once more. 

Bucky nods his head, certain. “Please.”

“Sit on the bed for me then, Puppy,” you softly direct him. 

Following behind him, sure to stay close for both his benefit and yours, he climbs onto your mattress and sits against the headboard. He holds his hand out to you, routine embedded into him to guide you onto his lap. 

It registers to him then, as your bare skin melts against his, that you have never been in this position with so little layers between you. 

Carefully, you rest your crotch — covered by your thin layer of underwear — against his. A thrill of tension stiffens Bucky’s muscles, and you smile gently at him while you shuffle your knees comfortably on either side of his thighs — fully aware that the sensation is much more intense than usual. 

“Bee…” His warm, callused hands hover over waist as you readjust yourself, and while you set yourself down on his lap, the lace of your panties swipe over his hardening cock. “Oh— Fuck.” He chokes out.

Immediately, you still. “What’s wrong, baby?” 

“I wanna touch you,” Bucky forces out, breathing heavily. “So bad—” 

“Remember to breathe, Buck,” you remind him gently, not wanting him to overwhelm himself — not this early. “You’re okay, I’m here.” 

His chest shudders with a harsh breath, and he whimpers, “I don’t know what to do.” 

The lack of experience and inadequacies that stem from it run rampant through his saddening expression, from the sheen of tears that start on his lash line, to the deep frown on his pouting lips. They lock him in place and render him frozen under you — the tense line of his thigh muscles taut beneath yours. 

You realise with a shock that while he is so eager to please, a mingling sense of shame screams that he won’t be able to make this good for you. 

“Hmm. Baby, listen,” you soothe, gathering his attention once more. His hands intertwine easily with your own and you kiss his knuckles. “How about we start off with something you do know?” 

Bucky looks at you with all the innocence of someone completely out of their depth. “O— Okay,” he stutters. “Yeah, I can do that.” 

You smile, placing a single, loving kiss to his lips. “I’ve got you, baby.” 

Sitting back upright, you slowly test a gentle roll of your hips over his crotch and instantly, Bucky gasps loudly. You grin salaciously as you witness his eyes flutter closed. But you still take care to stop, to wait a second and look for any signs he doesn’t like it — there are none, much to your satisfaction.

Slowly, you rock back and forth over his bulge, drinking in the slight, hitched moans and whines that fall from his lips. “You’re doing so well — Proud of you.” You bring the tips of his fingers to your lips and kiss them gently. “It’s only you and me, okay?” 

Bucky’s eyes flutter; heavy breaths escaping his mouth. “You and me,” he whispers.  

“That’s right. Just us.”

“You don’t have to worry your pretty little head, Puppy,” you tease gently. Bucky bites his lip. “I need you to just relax — Sit back and let me do the thinking.” 

“Buttercup–” 

“Here.” You guide Bucky’s hands to your sides, smoothing them down the slopes of your hips, and you repeat the motion a few more times to better allow him to feel accustomed to the feel of your naked skin. “There you go.”

His hands, rough and calloused from his football training, stain your body for an eternity — caressing you with a ceaseless love and compassion. 

“Touch me,” you say, unable to simmer the blooming heat within you. 

Transfixed, Bucky’s thumbs brush back and forth. There’s still a sense of hesitation in his movements — the way his fingers twitch and tickle over your skin. But it lasts only a moment; a path of his own choice decorates your sides, leaving goosebumps in its wake. “Your skin is so soft,” he sighs in awe. 

He rests his head back against the headboard with a soft sigh, and he tilts his chin down to watch you grind against his bulge. Leisurely, he tenderly brushes his fingers over your stomach, the touch of his hands beginning to drift upwards under the slope of your tits. 

“Please, Bucky,” you plead with him, the tease of having him so close is too much to bear. “Touch me.” 

“‘Kay,” he mumbles drunkenly. 

The pad of his thumb swipes over the peak of your nipple softly, a barely there sensation that makes you keen. “Yes, just like that, Pup.” 

It’s all the reaction he needs. 

With a surge of confidence, Bucky begins to massage your tits, continuing to use his thumbs to rub circles over your sensitive nipples while you grind against his growing cock. “I— Is this okay, Buttercup?” 

You almost scoff — the thought that his experimental touches are anything less than okay absurd to you. 

“Yeah, yeah,” you whine, and the reassurance of your pleasure invigorates him to move faster, steadier and more firm with his touch. “Making me feel so good, baby, keep going.” 

Lost in the feel of his touch and the insistent pressure of his clothed cock against your folds, you tilt your head back and close your eyes. The flutter of butterflies in your stomach crescendo into a frenzy the faster you move. All the while, you miss the way Bucky’s gaze is intently focusing on the way your breasts sway with the grind of your hips; how he licks his bottom lip with an urge to claim.

The sharp, intense sensation of his fingers pinching a peaked nipple between his thumb and forefinger forces a shout from your parted lips. “Fu–uck, Bucky — Ohmygod.”  Your cunt pulses and aches when his fingers stay hovering, spooked at the sudden reaction. “More, more—”

“Fuck,” Bucky groans, and he bucks up into you, matching your rhythm and this time, it’s you who’s soaking the material of your panties. “Bubs, I— Holy shit — I need more.”  

It’s an achievement you’re most excited for, that he’s freely telling you, unprompted, what he needs. 

Though, the teasing nature you held could not be dissuaded — you meet his gaze with a mischievous grin. “Yeah, Puppy?” Your hands hover over his lower stomach, the tips of your fingers dancing over the twitching muscles, and you move your index finger beneath the fabric. “Wanna get rid of these?” 

The elastic waistband of his underwear snaps back against his lower stomach, making him yelp in surprise. “Ah— Mhm,” he begs deliciously, eyes wide and completely surrendering to you. “Take ‘em off, Bee, please.”

Your bare skin brushes against his while you shuffle backwards, slowly crawling down his legs all while marking his skin with kisses and teasing nibbles, until you reach his briefs.

 

Looking up at Bucky under your eyelashes, you blink sweetly, eyeing the sweat that begins to build on the ridges of his abs. Your breath ghosts over the material of his underwear while you ask, “Can I have your cock?” 

“Oh, god,” he chokes out while his dick twitches in uncontainable excitement.

“I need your consent, Bucky.” The statement brings him back to the present, grounding him to the sight of you between his thighs and softly reminding him that everything is on his terms.

 

“Yeah,” he gasps. A few deep breaths cause his chest to rise and fall, steadying the rabbiting pulse in his neck. “Yes.” 

With his confirmation, you slowly, gently ease your fingers underneath the fabric that hid what you truly wanted — the waistband slides easily down his tense thighs. Your eyes are focusing on the new inches of skin revealed, the sculpted line of his Adonis belt that runs down to the one part of his body you’re desperate to see. 

Bucky watches you with bated breath — you’re so close to his cock, and it’s still not enough for him.

The small whine of frustration makes you flit your gaze upwards. A sheen of moisture shines over his eyes, and the pout of his lips are shining slick with spit — he looks absolutely wrecked, and you hadn’t even taken his hard cock from the confines of his briefs. 

Deciding to put him out of his misery, you finally pull his briefs down until his twitching length bursts free of the material, standing tall and thick, curved and almost purple from the strain of arousal. Your eyes follow the veins trailing up his length, and you lick your lips once you spot a pearl of precum already forming from the tip of his dick — a sweet temptation that’s teasingly begging you to have a taste. 

You’re speechless, literally awe stricken while you salivate over the length and girth of his cock. “Oh.” The slow blinks of your eyelids leave them hooded, but you continue to stare, hypnotised at the sight of your boyfriend’s huge cock. 

“B— Buttercup?” he whispers, voice tense with worry after the few seconds of silence that stretch while you stare, transfixed. “Is— Is everything okay?” 

You swallow, trying to rid the sudden dryness in your mouth. “Bucky,” you say roughly, and you look up into his doe eyes. “If I weren’t a more patient woman, I’d have your cock in my mouth and down my throat already.”

He sputters, the blotchy redness beginning to creep up from his chest to his neck. 

“You’re so fucking big, baby. Holy fuck— how do you have such a pretty cock?” you wonder aloud. 

“Shit, you can’t say that,” Bucky groans, squeezing his eyes shut as his dick twitches. The far more rapid rise and fall of his chest makes his stomach muscles contract and flutter — the sight lends ideas for the future idea of working him over into the line that blurs pleasure and pain, all to see how he takes it.

 

But you lick your lips, promising yourself to revisit that thought later. Tonight was about him. 

“Fine. I’ll behave,” you tell him, waiting until his eyes open and focus on you before you grin wolfishly. “For now.”

Bucky’s lips part to speak, but before he can work the words past his tongue, you sit up and grab his hands, directing them to your hips and over the fabric of your panties. The hold you have over the back of his hands leaves him unable to pull away — not that he desires to. 

The fabric glides over your hips with your guidance, revealing the bare skin. “Oh— Fuck,” Bucky murmurs, watching the journey the fabric takes until it lands on the floor next to your bed. 

“Buttercup,” he gasps in wonderment. “You— You’re perfect.”

It’s difficult to remain confident while your boyfriend looks at you as though you put the stars in the sky just for him — like he’s seeing an angel. “You’re a true gentleman, aren’t you?” you laugh, trying to hide the way his stare makes you flustered. 

“Don’t do that.” He shakes his head, his eyes soaking you in with such a reverence that’s dizzying. “You— Don’t act like you don’t know what I’m taking about because — Fuck. Believe me, you’re fuckin’ unreal.” 

The world seems like it stops on its axis right then and there. You know Bucky’s emotions are heightened and at an all-time high, but you also know that he means every word of what he says — his sobering eyes tell you the truth alone. 

You’re the one who becomes a stuttering mess for a moment, and you stumble over your words before you manage to regain your composure, and you clear your throat. “T— Thank you, baby.” The pause in heated touches gives you an opportunity to check in. “How are you feeling?”

Still trying to gain some semblance of control, he audibly gulps. “I— I’m good, yeah.” 

“Yeah?” You begin to steadily shuffle forwards on your knees, further up his legs to hover over his crotch, careful to not let your body graze him just yet. “You know you can back out whenever you’d like, okay? You say the word and we stop.” 

The small distance between your most intimate parts is dangerously in the balance. 

“No,” Bucky says finally, shaking his head as his hair sweeps over his face. A few strands settle over his cheeks. “Wanna keep goin’.” 

You bite your lip and smile wickedly. “You got it, baby.” 

His bottom lip is trapped between his teeth as he watches you begin to lower your body. “We’re just going to keep doing what we’ve been doing, okay, baby?” You reassure as his breathing picks up. 

But his eyes stay focused and fixated on you.

When your cunt lowers against the base of his cock, the movement pushes his length down until the tip almost reaches his belly button, and even with the visual of you resting over his length as you always did in the past, Bucky isn’t prepared for the feel of his bare dick sitting snug between your folds. His eyes shoot open while he gasps loudly and balls up the bedsheets tightly in his fists. “Shit, shit — Fuck, oh my— God—” 

The palms of your hands smooth over his tense stomach.  “Easy there, big guy,” you coo softly. “It’s okay.” 

His breathing becomes erratic as his back arches against the headboard. “Oh god, you’re— You’re fuckin’ soaked, Bee.”  

You are. Nobody else ever had this kind of effect on you, and so you certainly aren’t ashamed for Bucky to know how much he turns you on. “That’s what you’re doing to me, baby — Can’t help it,” you keen. 

His chest rumbles while he groans deeply, throwing his head back. 

The urge to move is compelling, almost swallowing you whole — Bucky isn’t the only one struggling to keep calm, with his thick length brushing your entrance and putting constant pressure on your clit, it’s a challenge to not take him then and there. 

“Do you remember when we first kissed?” you ask breathlessly before you begin to squirm. “And I asked you to think about how wet and tight I’d be for you?” 

Bucky’s muscles strain as he frustratedly tangles his fingers in his hair. “Fuck, I haven’t stopped thinking about it since, baby.” 

Your hips work a little quicker over his cock, the slide seamless from how aroused you are, and to your surprise, you feel his hips work against you, too. “How does it feel to know your inches away from slipping inside my pussy?”  

The rocking movements of his hips falter as he jerks up and jostles you, making the butterflies in your stomach flutter in a crazed frenzy. “It feels— Please— You’re killin’ me—” 

“My sweet boy,” you utter. “Don’t worry, you’ll have it soon.” 

Each and every plea and whimper that falls from his red-bitten lips only serves to turn you on even more. He tries to flex his hips to push his cock into you, to feel the warmth of your cunt around him, but even he isn’t ready for the sensation that ripples down his spine once the tip catches on your hole. 

“Fuck!” he curses. 

Hurriedly, you move yourself away before he can slip in any further. “Nuh-uh, sweetheart, I need you to be calm for me, alright? You can have me when you're calm, not just yet. Breathe for me.”

“No — I, no no, Bee, please, don’t do this to me. I want—” Bucky vehemently shakes his head from side to side, the vein in his neck almost popping from his exertion to hold back. His hands grip your waist, digging into your skin as he drags you back down onto his cock desperately. “Please, I wanna feel—”

“Oh, Pup,” you sigh with an all too innocent smile. “You wanna be a good boy for me, huh?”

“I can, I can,” he whines. The feel of his hands pawing at your waist sends a thrill up your spine. “Fuck, I can!” 

“Yeah,” you mumble, unsure if you can hold out much longer yourself. “You can, Pup — I know you can.”

“Bee—” Bucky is a pure wreck, his chest heaving with breath, and a film of perspiration builds on his temples. You know it’s impossible for him to garner any more control, and you grant him mercy as you slightly lift your hips up to line the hole of your pussy up with his cock. 

“Bucky, baby,” you call to him, waiting patiently until his wild eyes lock onto you, and you forewarn him, “You're sure about this?”

His bright blues cloud over with a haze of lust, and you shiver when he cries, “Please.” 

“Okay, okay,” you soothe. “Alright, baby — Wait, hang on, sweetheart.” The bed creaks as you shuffle backwards once more. “Let’s get you off the headboard, so you’re comfier.”

The two of you move in tandem so his head rests back against the pillows, and you settle back over his hips, reaching out to smooth your thumb over his cheek. “Better?”

Bucky smiles and nods once, turning his head to kiss your palm.

“Okay.” You brace yourself with a steady breath, and finally sink down onto Bucky’s cock, the tip easing into your cunt with a pop. The stretch from his head alone has you squeezing your eyes shut, but you revel in the way he freezes under you, then the sluttiest whine you’ve ever heard falls from his slack mouth. 

The effort to work past the thickness of his head causes your hands to rest on his stomach, allowing him to hold your weight, and your mouth falls open with a silent scream as you drop down further, taking more of his length. 

Glancing down at your boyfriend to check on him, you find only the whites of his eyes through his hooded lids, and his fists balling so tightly in the sheets of your bed that they begin to tear. 

With a whimper, your walls clench around his cock. “A— Almost in, baby.” Another inch fills your cunt. “Doing— Doing so well, Bucky,” you pant. 

Your nails create indents into his skin while you internally build up the courage to take the entirety of his length. It feels an impossible task, one you desperately underestimated, but you were no quitter. Your walls rhythmically squeeze around him, and your breath hitches when you feel him twitch against the stimulation. 

“God, I want you,” you moan, hanging your head. An unintelligible mumbled string of words or sounds fall from his lips in reply. “Fuck it.” 

With a deep breath and a prayer for mercy, or strength, you arch your back — the wrecked moan that Bucky rasps sends a thrill of hunger up your spine. The slide of his cock against your walls makes you cry out, and you quickly drop your hips until you're fully seated against his crotch. 

“Oh shit!” Instantly, Bucky shoots up from the mattress and wraps his arms firmly around your middle, crushing you against his heaving chest. “Don’t move, don’t move, don’t move — Please — Don’t fuckin’ move.” 

You sling your arms around his shoulders in reply, and the two of you cling to one another with only your heavy breaths disturbing the quiet music in the background. The bare skin of your bodies sticks to each other, glistening in the candlelit room while the silent moments pass. 

Hot, heavy breaths fan over the skin of your neck while Bucky nuzzles his face against the juncture of your shoulder — the movement effectively burying him entirely into your form. There is no way for him to get any closer, or any way to hide his muffled sniffles and gasps for air. 

The beat of your heart steadies and thumps evenly — you pray that it is enough to calm his overwhelmed senses. “Steady, Pup — You’re alright, I’ve got you.” Gently, slowly, you comb your fingers through the damp strands of hair by his temples. “Just stop and let it happen, feel it, don’t fight it. It’s okay, baby.”

“S’too much, too much, Bee— Please, please, I don’t—” He stumbles over his words, working himself up.

“Bucky,” you say, firm but gentle, trying to reason over his rambling. “Do you need to stop?” 

“No!” He holds you even tighter. “Please no, no no, don’t go, don’t move, don’t take— Please stay.”

“Hey, hey— I’m here, I’m here. I’m staying — Breathe, baby.” You rub your free hand over his back, shushing his pleas and continuing scratching your fingers over his scalp. 

As you pacify Bucky, he begins to calm down — his breathing softens, the heightened intensity of emotions flowing easily into a quiet, content peace between you. Cautiously, you slightly lean yourself back and ask, “Can you look at me, please, sweetheart?” 

It's a gradual process as he plucks the courage to lift his head out of your neck and surrender to your request, and your heart tightens when his teary eyes bore straight into your soul. “Oh, baby,” you sigh, bringing your hands round to hold his cheeks. “Was that a lot?” 

Bucky timidly nods, his arms still caging themselves around your waist to keep you close. 

“It’s okay — You’re okay, sweet boy — Doing so good.” The deep-rooted need to reassure him takes hold, an instinct that’s embedded within you to make him feel as safe as you possibly can. “Take your time.” 

“Mm.” Bucky rests his forehead against your chest and listens to the steady beat of your heart, tethering himself back down to earth. 

The charged air that holds the weight of tension finally breaks when he blows a long breath onto your skin. “This is— This is so much better than I imagined. Fuck, this is— Bee, I think I’m seeing stars.”

“Oh my god, you fucking dork.” Your laughter fills the room, full of pure happiness and glee to be able to find such fun in sex. 

He smirks lopsidedly at you until you sigh, the amusement turning to fondness, and you kiss his forehead — almost able to forget the position you’re in. 

But you’re soon reminded as Bucky quietly rasps, “Squeezin’ me so fuckin’ tight — Can barely breathe.” Goosebumps run down the naked skin of your arms at the same time your cunt pulses. He grunts deeply with a sharp hiss. “You really were right.” 

“I did warn you,” you tease, giggling when he lifts his head up and playfully glares at you. Closing the distance, you kiss him deeply, sucking his bottom lip into your mouth as you whisper against his lips, “Ready for me to move now, baby?” 

“Fuck yes,” he groans.  

You don’t waste any more time. Tangling your fingers around the locks at the back of Bucky’s head, you pull and begin to smother his neck with wet kisses, the taste of salt delicious on your tongue. 

Raising your hips, his cock slides out of your pussy, leaving behind a hollowness you crave to fill immediately. Without forewarning, you swiftly lower yourself, sobbing with pleasure at how perfectly he fits inside you. “Bucky.” 

“I know,” he moans, long and low, sounding as wrecked as you feel. “Fuck, Bee — I feel it too.”  

Words fail you, the delightful feeling you’ve waited so patiently for holding you hostage as you pant into his shoulder. 

It becomes easier with each stroke to fuck yourself onto his cock, making sure to grind yourself deeper into his lap each time you come down. 

“I— I can’t fuckin’ think straight.” Bucky’s palms slide over your ass and grip it firmly. 

You laugh deliriously, high on the adrenaline coursing through your veins, and you barely notice the way you instinctively change the motion of your hips, beginning to grind into his lap in circular motions. 

A strangled sounding moan causes your focus to snap towards Bucky.  “Oh— Jesus fuck!” His fingernails dig into your ass as he hysterically pleads, “Like that, baby — Exactly like fuckin’ that.” 

Huffing with a smirk, you breathe, “You like that, huh?” 

“Yes,” he admits shamelessly. You start to speed your motion up, and the filter between his mind and lips completely crumbles. “Your— Your p—pussy feels good — So good. You have no idea — Shit — Keep goin’, please—” 

The words tumbling from his lips are cut off when you push against his shoulders, sending him off balance to lay back down on the bed with a thump. Then, resting your palms on his chest, you lean forward to kiss him. You whisper against his lips, a sly smirk creeping onto your mouth, “Hold on tight, baby.” 

Using Bucky as leverage to hold your weight, you begin to bounce on his cock. The position allows his length to sink all the way into you, his tip hitting your cervix at the right angle to make you whimper. 

“Oh, it’s so— Fuck, I’m so deep— In you.” He struggles to breathe, the wind totally knocked out of him, but he’s mesmerised and completely drowning in the sensation. 

“I know, baby — Stretching me out so much.” A fire simmers in your eyes. The muscles of your thighs burn with exertion, but you refuse to stop — especially not when your boyfriend is a fucked-out mess beneath you, trying to control the subtle flexes of his hips. 

While you’re riding him, far too engrossed in making sure you keep the rhythm steady, you miss the feral glint in Bucky’s eyes. He’s possessed by the sight of your cunt sucking in his cock so deliciously; your slick dripping down onto him and coating his dick. 

Licking his lips, his eyes lock onto your puffy clit, enlarged and throbbing in pleasure, and he inches his hand forward to experimentally swipe his thumb over your nub. His gaze snaps up to you with the unleashed moan you scream to the roof. “Fuck, Bucky!”

You're quickly pulled back forward as Bucky grabs you behind the neck, bringing you down to kiss him. His tongue slithers into your mouth, his muffled groans rumbling against your lips while he continues to buck up into you. 

The need to catch your breath has you pulling away, gasping for air.  

Bucky looks drunk — eyes hooded with a hunger blurring the blue of his irises and the black of his pupils. His pink swollen lips hang open, wet from clumsy kisses with too much tongue for his hazy mind to process.  

You hang your head low between your shoulders and cry, “Why are you so damn big, baby?” 

His hands slink down to your hips, and he gropes at the quivering muscles desperately. “Buttercup,” he tries to warn you — the cries over the size of his dick are sending him into a deeper pit of hunger. 

Your head’s already too hazy to process anything other than the feel of his cock. “I’m aching, how the fuck am I taking you right now?” 

The thrusts of Bucky’s hips speed up, and he bends his knees to plant his feet on the bed, his sole mission to fuck up into your cunt.

“Feel so fucking full, Bucky — Filling my pussy up so good.” The breathy moans fall like chants from your lips. 

The steady, punishing rhythm you maintain falters, and your breath hitches when his cock slips from your cunt — the obscene, slick sound of it slapping against his stomach filling the room. 

You pant and press your hands down on his chest while he groans to the ceiling. “Shit, I—” Bucky’s eyes glaze over when he looks down at his body, the twitch of his cock in time with the hammering of his heart under your palm. “I didn’t mean to—” 

You can’t help but giggle, and the sound immediately calms his worries — the cinch between his brows smoothing over as he looks up at you. “Don’t worry, baby.” 

The movement of your hand towards his cock has his entire focus — his tongue moves over his lips, and you watch the shine of spit; how it makes his lips an even deeper red. “Oh, fuckin’— Fuck.”

His exclamation makes you freeze. “What’s wr—” 

It clicks. 

Though you took him in your heat, felt the pleasure he can give you, the realisation hits you like a freight train that not once this night had you felt the weight of his fully erect cock in your palm; to wrap your fingers around the length and work him over.

“I can’t—”

“Shh, you’re alright,” you soothe, and carefully, you wrap your hand around his girth. Your eyes widen when you can only just connect your thumb and fingers together. “Fuck me—” you gasp, beginning to lift yourself up to line him up to slide back in. “God — You can barely fit in my hand, baby. Here we go.” 

It’s unclear to you what exactly causes Bucky to snap. 

The room whirls in your vision and you gasp with surprise as his body suddenly shoots up and with ease from the mattress, flipping you over in one smooth, fluid motion. “Oh, fuck!”

One second your back is resting against the mattress, over the rumpled covers, and the next, your boyfriend's hands are pushing your thighs as far up your chest as they can go. 

“I’m so sorry, Bee,” Bucky groans, kneeling between your spread legs — one hand holds your legs in place, the other brushes featherlight over your soaked lips. The sharp gasps for air make his voice sound hoarse and raspy.  

He stares down at your pussy, licking his lips. “I can’t—” The fingers that danced over your lips move to grab his cock, encircling it in his large palm before he rests the head of it against the fluttering entrance of your cunt. “I can’t hold back anymore, need this.” 

He doesn’t give you a chance to reply — the tip of his thumb brushes against your clit and you keen upwards, just as his cockhead slips into you. The slide of him easing into you is smooth, and the drag of his length stretches you inch by pleasurable inch. 

“Oh my fucking god, baby!” Bucky bites the inside of your calf while you whine loudly, your walls clenching down onto him — a tear rolls down your cheek, the size of him is almost too much. “Yes!”

“Fuck, s’deep. I gotta move, Bubs — Please, lemme move.” His weight shifts to cover you, pinning you against the bed while he leans close to pepper needy kisses and bites over the column of your neck. 

“Do whatever the fuck you want, Bucky, please,” you beg, “I want it all.” 

Raising your arms up to hold the headboard, you steady yourself for what is to come, and offer yourself to him on a platter, free for his taking. 

Immediately, his eyes dart towards the movement of your tits, the natural bounce of them with every aborted thrust he makes. “Hnng— Yes,” he rasps. The slow thrusts turn rough, his skin slapping against the back of your sweat-slick thighs. 

Your nipples, hard and pebbled, become his new target. “I want every fuckin’ inch of you, Bee,” he growls, swooping down and sucking your nipple into his mouth. 

The room spins from the dizzying pleasure; the veins on his cock scrape your walls, his wet tongue playing with you, the hairs above his cock teasing your clit. It all begins to wind the knot tighter and tighter in your stomach. 

“I need more,” you gasp while Bucky drags your nipple with his teeth and releases it with a wet pop. Your arms slither around his neck and bring him into your hold. “Fuck, Bucky, please.” 

Corded muscles move you up the bed, and he forces his forearms under your back to hold you close. “Whatever you want, baby.” The fast thrusts slow to a deep, dirty grind — the length of him going deeper and deeper on each circle of his hips. “Gonna— Fuck, gonna give you anythin’ you want.” 

The two of you crash your lips together and whimper into the other's mouth — heavy breaths and pants mingle while your combined sweat builds between your heated bodies. 

“Wanna cum, Buck,” you plead desperately. “Want you to make me cum; feel s’good in me.” 

A huff of breath fans over your lips, and a sly, lopsided grin pulls at the corner of Bucky’s mouth. The covers rustle and from the corner of your eyes, you see him planting a hand beside your head, next to your ear. “Don’t you worry,” he coos shakily through his grunts and moans. “I’ve got ya, Bee.” 

His free hand drifts between your breasts and over your stomach, down to where you are connected. You gasp as the pad of his thumb settles over your clit, and he rubs in tight, fast circles, keeping pace with the thrusts of his hips into your pussy. 

Your thighs begin to shake as you cry into his neck, “Please, keep going — Don’t stop!”  

“Come on, baby,” Bucky coaxes gently. “You can do it. You can cum for me — C’mon.”

The tension in your stomach becomes unbearable — you slap the covers of the bed and ball them into your fist for something to ground you against the onslaught. “I— Ha, fuck!” You heave for breath, panting. “I’m gonna cum!”

“Let go — Can feel you, how tight you fuckin’ are. I’ll catch you, Bee.” 

Your ears ring as your eyes roll to the back of your head, the pleasure insurmountable in its height, when it finally hits you. You convulse through the waves of it, letting it consume you whole while ragged pants for air and hoarse moans fall from your parted lips. “Baby, baby — I’m cumming!”

He still continues to fuck you through your orgasm until the last tendrils of electricity run their course, leaving you a twitching mess. 

An overwhelming urge to be close to Bucky forces your hands to blindly reach out to grasp a part of him. The tips of your fingers graze the warm skin of his bicep, and he suddenly pulls away entirely — your cunt gaping and weeping at the loss of him.  

“Pup?” You whimper. “Come back, what are you doing?” 

“I’m h— Here, Buttercup,” he manages. Unknown to you, the feel of your walls fluttering against his dick almost had him finishing inside of you. His length glistens with your cum, and Bucky has to close his eyes tight and breathe to control himself.  

Stubborn as you are, you intertwine your hands with his and pull him into you, smirking lazily at his shocked gasp when his cock grazes over your cunt. 

Strands of his slick hair tickle your cheeks, and his cheeks are a deep hue of red. “Why did you stop, sweetheart?” you ask. The pupils of his eyes blow impossibly further. “You made me cum so fucking hard.” 

You’re delighted to hear the whine he tries so hard to hide. “I— I panicked,” he admits. “You almost made me cum.” 

Looking down, you see his cock twitching viscously, like he’s about to blow any second. “Aw, baby.” 

You grab his length and start stroking him in your fist — the twist and pump of your fist making him choke and sputter. “Buttercup— What are you— What are you doin’?

“Go on,” you urge him, squeezing his thick cock at the base, and twisting on the pull upwards. “Cum on me.”

“I—” Bucky shakes his head rapidly. “No— I can’t do that — Fuck this feels too good — Can’t finish on you—” 

“Bucky,” you gently interrupt him. “I’m telling you that you can.”

But he shakes his head again, trying to hold out. “Fuck, fuck — Oh, fuck — Baby I can’t please, I—”

You click your tongue and tighten your hand around his cock, pumping him harder faster, a spark in your veins and mischief on your mind. “Why not, hm? I need it — Don’t you want to give me what I need?” 

“Bee—” he pleads. “Don’t do this to me.” 

Though his words say one thing, the way Bucky thrusts into your fist tells you another — he’s dying to cum, the throb of his cock in time with his rabbiting pulse. 

You refuse to have him holding back because the voice in his head is sabotaging his pleasure.

 

“Please, baby,” you beg of him, blinking your eyes and reeling him in on your invisible line. “I want it. Give it to me.”

Bucky bows his head, the curtain of his hair concealing his blown-out eyes. There’s a heavy sigh of defeat from his lips. “Fuck, Bee— What the hell are you doin’ to me?”

Biting your lip, you move the fingers of your free hand up the back of his sweaty neck to thread them through the hair at the base of his neck, and you pull him down to rest his forehead against yours. A wicked grin dances on your lips. “I’m gonna make you cum for me.” 

As soon as the words leave your mouth, you speed up the pace, taking care to focus the pressure of your grip around the head of his cock. 

“Oh—” Bucky chokes on his own spit, his toes curling while his hips work in tandem with the pumps from your fist.

“That’s it, Pup,” you murmur delicately, scraping your fingers over his scalp. “There’s a good boy.”  

“Feels like fuckin’ heaven,” he slurs, whining as he seeks out your lips. “S’close, baby.” 

You direct him, pulling him impossibly closer to slot your lips over his; tongue and teeth caressing with little finesse. “Give me it, Bucky — Please.” The words fall against his parted mouth.

“Gonna—“ The excitement for his climax builds when you feel his cock swell in your hand, the violent twitches of his mounting release. “Gonna cum, B— Buttercup.” 

Lighting a fire to the match begging to burn, you tug his hair back in your fist, the grip tight and unyielding to bare his neck in an arch. The skin of his throat is damp with sweat, and the thunder of his pulse can be seen next to the frantic bob of his Adam’s apple. “Let go — Let go for me.” You lap at the sensitive skin with your tongue. “Make a mess of me with your big cock.” 

The long wait, the weeks leading up to this very moment are entirely worth it when Bucky collapses onto you, his moans unending and agonisingly pleasureful. His hips stutter and thrust with no real rhythm while his cum shoots from the swollen head of his cock, painting your bare skin all the way up to your tits. 

His release seems to never end, it pools over your stomach with no signs of slowing down. 

Bucky trembles with the waves of pleasure, and he buries his face into your neck, nuzzling you to try and retreat from the nonstop sensation of release. Against the sheets, you can feel the way they rustle as his toes curl — the taut line of his shoulders makes him feel bigger while he shivers and jerks over you.  

“Buttercup.” His palms frantically feel over your skin. “It won’t— Fuck — It’s not s—stopping.” 

“Shhh,” you instantly soothe him, running your fingers through his hair and holding him close to you while you continue to pump your fist gently, milking him for all he’s got. “Almost there, Puppy — let it all go.” 

Bucky sobs into your neck as the last few drops leak from his tip, and the pretty sounds of his moans vibrate against your chest. “Oh my god.” 

“So fuckin’ good for me — Did so well, my sweet boy.”

Finally, his cock stops pulsating and begins to slowly soften in your hand. As carefully as possible, you remove your hand and smooth it over the heated skin of his waist. “Take it easy for me, baby,” you whisper, pressing a gentle kiss against his tear-stained cheek. “Remember to breathe.” 

Bucky’s limbs loosen with the lull of your voice, and he eases his body down onto yours, letting you take his weight. 

The two of you lay peacefully connected together, only your shared breathing to fill the quiet of your room. The needle on your vinyl long since raised, the song finishing with a gentle lull while you were wholly focused on him — much like the simmering high that had been building since your first kiss. 

You are loath to interrupt the peace, but his heavy breathing told you that you will lose him to sleep any second now. “Bucky baby?” 

When the rumble of his muffled, “Mhm,” tells you he’s returned back to you, you smile contentedly. “Do you think you’re able to let me clean you up now, hm?” 

It's difficult to not laugh at the way he clings to you, tightening his hold and groaning, “No leavin’ me.” You smother the growing smirk creeping up your face. 

The palms of your hands rub up and down his back, and you kiss the top of his head. “I’ll be quick, sweetheart. I promise.” 

He sighs, much like a tired puppy, and begrudgingly slackens his arms and carefully lifts up off of you, rolling onto the bed next to you. “Hurry back, please.” The slight whine to his voice melts your heart. 

“Thank you, baby.” You quickly shuffle off the bed, placing your feet on the floor. “I’ll be right back.” The floor creaks under your feet, and you rise from the edge of the bed, only, you overcompensate your judgement to hold your own weight so soon — the tremble of your thighs and weakness of your knees almost has you toppling to the floor. “Oh, boy.”

A snort of laughter sounds from behind you, and you look over your shoulder to find a dazed, smirking Bucky. “I did that to you,” he gloats drunkenly. 

Your eyes widen in shock before you giggle along with him. “The cheek of you.” 

Taking slow steps, you manage to make your way into your bathroom to retrieve a washcloth. You take the time to clean yourself up while sitting on the edge of the bathtub, smiling like an idiot to yourself and rebuffing the urge to squeal. 

Upon walking out of the bathroom, your keen eyes catch the subtle peek Bucky makes through the mess of his hair, the wandering of his gaze over your still naked body. 

The blush that covers his cheeks and neck when he sees that you have caught him staring is endearing, when only moments ago he was inside of you, desperate and moaning for more.

  

To humour his shyness, you choose to pretend you didn’t see, and you make your way back to him. It is a true struggle to not give in to the twitching strain of the muscles in your thighs, or how your knees almost buckle from under you.

 

“Here we go, baby,” you sigh happily, both from seeing his soft smile and how you made it to the plush mattress without falling over. 

The warm cloth in your hand goes ignored by Bucky in favour of wrapping his arms around your middle, and he pulls you backwards into the covers until you are propped up on one side of your bed.

You hum warmly while wiping the mess of Bucky’s lower stomach, though you pause when you hover, uncertain, over his softened cock. “Am I okay to clean you up, baby?” 

Looking up at you with his puppy eyes, he nods sleepily. “You’re okay, Bee.” 

Taking care to be gentle, you wipe his most sensitive area and once satisfied, you toss the cloth towards the hamper of your room in favour of sideling up to Bucky. In the process, you turn onto your side and frame his face with your hands, waiting for his eyes to focus on you before asking, “How are we doing, handsome?”

The sound of his small laugh couldn’t make you happier, and his pearly whites gleam with his bright smile. “You’re gonna be the death of me, Buttercup.”

You giggle, a little high from the comedown too. “I take it that’s a good thing?” 

He groans deeply and licks his lips. “Absolutely.” 

You shiver and swat his chest. “Don’t be looking at me like that, you menace.” 

Bucky hums sweetly. “It was amazing— No, wait. It was better than that.” His eyebrows furrow in thought. “It was — Um— Can’t think of the word — Oh, I’ve got it! Astronomical.” 

Exhaustion is beginning to kick in for him, the very last dregs of his energy is being used to be a comedic clown — you fall for him even more. 

A sudden, hesitant doubt creeps into his eyes, the need for reassurance coming forth. “Was it—” He pauses, his eyes searching yours. “Was it okay for you?” 

“Oh, sweetheart,” you coo. The sheets underneath your body rustle as you lay down more comfortably, and you guide his head to lay on your chest, over your heart. “It was perfect — you were perfect.” Kissing the top of his head, you drive his worries away. “Trust me when I say it was fucking incredible.” 

The tenseness of his muscles begins to ease away. “Thank you…” Bucky hesitates, then moves even closer to you — once he is close enough for his liking, he angles his head up to blink at you dazedly. The emotion in his voice makes it waver when he says, “Thank you for taking care a’me.”  

“Always, my sweet boy.” You look down, watching his eyes droop. “It’s all I ever want to do.” 

“You’re so amazing, Buttercup,” he exhales blissfully. “So lucky to have you.” 

Your heart beats out of your chest. “I feel the exact same way.” Unsure you could handle any more of his sweetness, you mumble, “Now get some sleep, Puppy.” 

“Hmph — Fine.” He gives in, finally closing his eyes. “G’night, my Bee.” 

Resting your head on your pillow, you brush your finger over his forehead, sweeping his hair out of his eyes while you sigh contentedly. “Goodnight, baby boy.” 

Warmth floods your heart and a happiness like no other fills your bones, making you glow from the inside out. You’re not sure this night could be any better, and with that thought, you know you’ll rest easy tonight with the man of your dreams huddled in your arms. 

On the verge of surrendering to sleep, the quiet of the night is disrupted by Bucky's sleepy mumble, “I loves you.” 

Your eyes shoot back open, and you instantly look down, finding your boyfriend’s cheek squished against your breast with a little bit of drool gathering in the corner of his parted lips. 

“Bucky?” you whisper, the quick thump of your heart stealing your breath. There isn’t a response, not even a twitch of acknowledgement. With more urgency, you whisper, “Bucky?” 

This time you get a small, soft snore in reply. 

You lay your head back down onto your pillow to stare up at the ceiling. The thoughts and doubts swirl viciously, the intensity of each and every one making you gulp, though one stands out among the rest: did he just confess his love for me? 

There was the possibility of you hearing things — the comedown of the high you’ve been floating on messing with your head. 

It’s not long before all of the day’s events catch up with you. The slowing blinks of your eyelids lasting longer and longer each time; the laxness of your muscles as they settle in for a much-needed sleep. But the question on your mind bears a heavy weight while you succumb to sleep. 

Does Bucky love me? 

The rays of the morning sun shining through the white drapes either side of your window are the first thing you become aware of as you wake up the next morning. With your eyes closed, you can see the yellow and amber glow of the sunrise. 

A strong envelopment of warmth and comfort keeps you rooted in place, as well as the heavy weight of an arm across your middle. You don’t want to move from your spot, you don’t want to wake up yet; still basking in the afterglow of yesterday’s events. 

But the second sensation, the mantra of light fingertips mapping over your face tips the balance of sleep overtaking you in favour of letting your consciousness creep to the surface.

 

Lastly, the final push, the soft, steady puffs of air tickling your nose persuades you to wave your white flag and flutter your eyes open. 

The blurriness of sleep forces you to blink until the fog clears your vision — once you’re able to see the dancing, warm light of the sun, you’re given the gift of your handsome boyfriend, already awake, admiring you with his bright blue ocean eyes. 

They’re the most clear they have ever been. 

The lined skin besides his eyes crinkle when he smiles, the pull of it making his nose scrunch adorably. “Bee,” he whispers, his voice rough from sleep. “Good mornin’.”  

It's a damn killer, the expression of his face — full of true elation and contentment, and it has you falling in love all over again. 

That’s when it hits you — the memory of last night, and what you think you heard him say when he was half asleep. 

Trepidation makes your nerves impossible to conceal, especially when Bucky is noticing every minute expression on your face. It's only a matter of time before the natural courage, granted to you with the haze of the morning, fades away. 

With a heavy gulp, you open your mouth and lick your lips. “Did, uh— Did you—?” The words die on your tongue.

Bucky’s thumb gently presses against your lips, his head gently shaking from side to side — a secret he wishes to keep just between the two of you, not shared with the birds that sing outside your window or the rays of the hopeful morning sun. 

Your eyes are wide, beginning to water with the anxiety coiling inside your chest. 

The crippling worry, however, dissolves when Bucky runs the pad of his thumb over your lips, the motion of back and forth touch grounding you. His eyes find their home deep into yours, and he finally speaks, “I love you.” 

And it’s with an ease, one that has you cursing your inner voice for ever doubting yourself, you say those three words that battled to be said so, so long ago. “I love you, too.”

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes x f!reader #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x reader fluff #bucky barnes x reader smut #bucky barnes drabble #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes fanfiction #new tricks masterlist #new tricks #sebstanwhore

[waryhearted]

“i still get a little scared of something new, but i feel a little safer when i'm with you--”

#└ — get my shit back together ( ooc. ) #└ — dance magic dance ( smile. ) #└ — say goodbye to my demons ( memes. ) #└ — ( saved. ) #└ — ( wishlist. ) #└ — ( credit. ) #└ — ( aesthetics. ) #└ — no soup for you ( crack. ) #└ — a stream of words unsaid ( answered. ) #└ — this beautiful mess i made ( self promo. ) #└ — if your heart wears thin i will hold you up ( promo. ) #└ — a torch i’ve been carrying ( queue. ) #└ — cherish the memories ( music. ) #└ — nobody asked you patrice ( dash comm. ) #└ — we don’t just spill tea around here ( sky disco comm. ) #└ — they go up and down on this carousel to hell ( commentary. ) #└ — by the time this life’s over we’ll be alright ( study. ) #└ — give me a moment to get my cards in line ( visage. ) #v. the stars welcome them with open arms ( main. )

[innocencesilenced]

“i forgot my name again-- i think that's something worth remembering.”

#└ — get my shit back together ( ooc. ) #└ — dance magic dance ( smile. ) #└ — say goodbye to my demons ( memes. ) #└ — ( saved. ) #└ — ( wishlist. ) #└ — ( credit. ) #└ — ( aesthetics. ) #└ — no soup for you ( crack. ) #└ — a stream of words unsaid ( answered. ) #└ — this beautiful mess i made ( self promo. ) #└ — if your heart wears thin i will hold you up ( promo. ) #└ — a torch i’ve been carrying ( queue. ) #└ — cherish the memories ( music. ) #└ — nobody asked you patrice ( dash comm. ) #└ — we don’t just spill tea around here ( sky disco comm. ) #└ — they go up and down on this carousel to hell ( commentary. ) #└ — i forgot my name again ( study. ) #└ — i think that’s something worth remembering ( visage. ) #v. the stars welcome them with open arms ( main. )

[absolutebl]

These Weeks in BL - This Is Very Late, Or Right on Time depending on where you sit on the temporal debate team

Sorry I got distracted by work. In my defense: I was paid.

Organized, in each category, with ones I'm enjoying most at the top.

March 2024 Wk 1 & 2

Ongoing Series - Thai

Cherry Magic (Sat YouTube grey) ep 12 fin - Unfortunately, there was singing. But what can we do?

A soft charming warm hug of a show about crushes and mind reading and self worth, with no-fuss execution from a consummate team and an OG lead pair proving why they remain eternal and deserve to grow up. Look, here’s the thing, Cherry Magic is a great Thai BL in its own right not comparing it to any other iteration. But even when I do compare (and I've seen all the Cherries and read the manga) it still stands. This is a great show, a solid adaptation, and a pleasing take on the original yaoi. I personally like it better than the Japanese live action, but I think that’s because I just really like Thai BL and I LOVE TayNew. I doubted them for this and I shouldn’t have. They did a great job, as did the sides. I will say all the kissing was both present and better than any other iteration. As it should be. Definitely one for the rewatch rotation. 9/10 

Deep Night (Thurs iQiyi) ep 1 of 8 (10?) - Damn it, I love it. And I don't want to. It’s more classic BL than I thought it would be, and far less Only Friends or Playboyy. (Thank fuck.) We got a big cast and a lot of tropes going down out the gate, including SMITTEN popular hot guy versus nerd with secret identity. (Incidentally, Khem did drop into rude / informal when arguing with his Aunt and defending his ma. Bratty boy.) The leads have good chemistry (First always does), and everyone is very pretty. The main boy reminds me of J-Min's role (and look) in Love Class 2. I am entertained. (And faintly wonder why this isn't a MosBank vehicle.)

To Be Continued (Thai C3 Thailand grey) eps 1-3 of 8- High school sweethearts who had a bad break up reunite a decade later when both of them have full time jobs (celebrity & doctor). Dr Ji is a familiar face (hi Dream it's been a LONG time) and everyone is way too old for high school, but I guess I prefer this to child actors?

I'm enjoying it, actually, the cast may be older but they're solid as a result and the chemistry is on point for a pulp. Whether our celebrity is on the DL or cheating or something else remains to be seen but he sure is smitten. The way he LOOKS at Ji = hawt.

Frankly? Celebrity/doctor is a good pairing and this is a solid Thai BL. I hope we have a nice angsty reason for the break-up and we're not in another Promise situation. I like the sides too. Carry on, little show, I'm disposed to be pleased with you.

City of Stars (Fri iQIYI) eps 5-6 of 12 - I am enjoying it, actually. It’s incredibly silly. But I don’t really mind. STOP SINGING. 

1000 Years Old eps 3-4 of 12 - I love that these kids basically adopted a vampire pet. And one of them accidentally got a vampire boyfriend. This suddenly turned from a PNR into a family drama about domestic gays opening a food stall and I'm not mad about it. Nothing makes sense and I don't care because... rainbow umbrella!

A Secretly Love (Thai WeTV grey) eps 1 of 10 - I don’t love it. I make no bones about the fact that a pining uke rarely works for me, especially if he’s younger (cute supportive besties not withstanding), the power dynamic isn’t good. I always like Kimmon, he’s a stiff actor but v pretty. (I shallow af.) Still it’s time he started acting his age… literally. Having to watch ads again as well… for this? Ooof. I'm not sure I'm strong enough.

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

Perfect Propose (Japan Fri Gaga) ep 6 fin - It was very cute. I liked that there was uke instigated kisses. However I have some reservations on this one, much as I enjoyed it.

Adapted from Mayo Tsurakame’s manga, production team included Tadaaki Horai (My Love Mix-Up!) and Takeshi Miyamoto (Old Fashion Cupcake). Essentially Perfect Propose was about finding hope in a person when all other hope is gone. This show focuses on apathy, and perforce is somewhat apathetic and un-engaging especially as the pacing was off (and with only 6 episodes? now) However, this is countered by great visuals, good archetypes, and a clean story of childhood sweethearts reuniting after loosing their way in life. I landed on 8/10 mostly for a demanding younger seme and some great kisses. 

Unknown (Taiwan Tues Youku YouTube) eps 2-3 of 11 - Oh it’s great. I love it. I’m still worried by how gritty and "Taiwanese short-esk" it feels, but wow does this hit all my favorite taboo tropes and buttons. I also adore the little found fam, they the cutest gay older bros ever. The younger one who wants so bad to grow up and take care of the older one and pushes himself because into self sacrifice that’s the only model of love he has. ARGH. BOYS. Why so much pain, just smooch already! Sheesh. It's on YouTube for some of us, here's the schedule.

AntiReset (Taiwan Fri Viki/Gaga) eps 6-7 of 10 - They remain questionably cute, and that is probably going to be my ultimate review of this show. Awe cameo! (Hi babies, hope the ghosts are leaving you alone.) The irony does not escape me that the person in the relationship with the most emotional acumen is, in fact, the robot and not the human. I'm sure that's meant to be deep.

Love is Better the Second Time Around AKA Koi wo Suru nara Nidome ga Joto (Japan Gaga) ep 1 of 6 - A tortured second chance romance featuring a reported and a successful celebrity(?) academic. The kid actors look nothing like their adult counterparts, but they do look much younger. So, okay. Ah the utter embarrassment of first love. Oh I like it a lot, so very messy Japanese emo. Sigh. Here we go again.

Although I Love You and You AKA Sukiyanen Kedo Do Yaro ka (Japan Thurs Gaga) eps 8-9 of 10 - They are a cute couple. They both trying so hard and so confused and awkward and polite in trying to understand each other but TERRIBLE at communication. 

My Strawberry Film (Japan Thurs Gaga) eps 3-4 of 8 - I don’t know how I feel about this. But I do know it’s not my thing because it’s not BL. I’ll finish it because it’s short but… meh. 

It's done, ready to binge, but I have no time

What Did You Eat Yesterday Season 2 AKA Kinou Nani Tabeta? Season 2 (Japan Gaga) 10 eps - will binge when I have any spare time. 2024 is crazy busy for me so far.

The Servant and the Young Master (Vietnam YouTube) - I will try when I have a window of time.

Began Beginning (Myanmar YouTube) - A Burmese BL? @heretherebedork vouched for it, so I will watch eventually.

It's airing but...

Dead Friend Forever (Thai iQIYI) - finished it's run and I won't be watching it. It's horror with BL elements and the ending, well, let's just say that's a "no thank you" from me.

Ossans Love Season 2 (Japan Gaga) - 5 years later, will anything have changed? This is Japan so… no. I'm not watching this. I dislike this franchise.

Time the series (Tue Gaga/YT) 10 eps - dropped it at ep 4.

Takumi-kun (2023) movie version AKA Takumi-kun Series 6: Nagai Nagai Monogatari no Hajimari no Asa released on FOD 3/5/2024. The original project was a 6 ep series. Having seen all the previous iterations and read the (terrible) yaoi I admit to being intrigued. If anyone finds eng subbed please let me know with a link in comments or in a DM? For those intersted in this show, probably the world's first true BL franchise I chat all about it here.

Gossip

James Supamongkon has withdrawn from the series Love Upon A Time and the NetJames pair is no more. Net Siraphop will continue with the historical BL project alongside a new partner. Can I interest you in Tod Techit... almost as pretty, legs for days...

The Complete Chronology of the Assault Case Against GMMTV Actor Win Pawin

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Next Week Looks Like This:

Still Coming

3/21 Two Worlds (Thai IQIYI) 10 eps - announced here. One of those "he's dead Jim so time travel" thingames staring MaxNat. I'm over them but Asia flipping loves this trope and I do adore MaxNat. Phupha (Gun) and Khram (Nat) love each other but Phupha is murdered. Then Khram is pulled to a parallel world where, 12 years ago, Khram and Tai (Max) were in love. However, Khram was killed by Thai’s dad. Now Tai finds alter-Khram apparently alive. But then there is ALSO an alter-Phupha (played by Gun Thanawat who is Khom the repressed butler bodyguard from Unforgotten Night).

Upcoming BLs for 2024 are listed here. This list is not kept updated, so please leave a comment if you know something new or RP with additions.

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS

How flipping adorable is this vampire with his big gay umbrella? SUCH A DORK and we got more vampire dorks coming.

Thailand has found its vampire line and it's awkward and geeky and quite cheerful. 'Bout what we expected, to be fair. It's a good look for them.

And vampires.

In other news...

That's your random moment of thirst, Lim Jimin shirtless AKA my Just B bias (I mean, I could talk about how good his extensions are and how I love a husky voice in Kpop but really, just LOOK at him). I'm very very very shallow, remember? Full vid is here.

Why am I mentioning Lim Jimin (aside from the obvious)? If Just B doesn't break soon, I could some of them transitioning to BL. Jimin in particular would be a win for us, obvs.

Also, can we talk about Bain (my bias wrecker) KILLING it on Build Up? I had no idea he was that good. Anygay, this has been your Kpop end note.

Seriously tho, is ANYONE else watching Build-Up?

(Last week - well, 2 weeks ago)

Streaming services are listed how I'm (usually watching) which is with a USA based IP

The tag bragade: @doorajar

If ya wanna be tagged each week leave a comment and I will. Easy peesy.

#thai bl #cherry magic th #cherry magic thailand #cherry magic #cherry magic review #taynew #live action yaoi #thai adaptation #to be continued the series #city of stars #thai bl pulp #japanese bl #perfect propose #perfect propose review #AntiReset #taiwanese bl #unknown the series #Although I Love You and You #Sukiyanen Kedo Do Yaro ka #just b #kpop #Lim Jimin #1000 Years Old #To Be Continued

[yoonia]

the bedroom hymns ● chapter list

⟶ Title | The Bedroom Hymns: a Bluebeard’s twist ⟶ Summary | A threat against your father’s empire has forced him to send you away from the only place you have known to be your home, from the heaven-like prison which you have always dreamed about escaping, only to find yourself in a new kind of confinement. Haunted by the questions about your father’s past and the dark tales that seem to follow him, the thousand mysterious doors and the secrets waiting for you to reveal, and the mysterious Prince that has been following your shadows between realms, you are off to a new adventure in the Land Far Far Away.

⟶ Pairings | Min Yoongi x female reader ⟶ Genre | Fairy Prince!Yoongi, Princess!reader, Fantasy au, Fairy Tale retelling au, Faerie au, Angst, Mystery, Smut ⟶ Ratings & Warnings | +18 / M for Mature; this story contains classism, threats of assassination, curses, dark magic, rumours about serial killers, mentions of abductions, mentions of arranged marriages, betrayal, manipulation, depiction of war, fantasy typical violence, mentions of blood and wounds, minor descriptions/depictions of injuries, fantasy weapons (swords, etc), mentions/depictions of death, mentions/depictions of domestic abuse, alcohol use — also includes mature and explicit sexual scenes (...more details will be added as I continue writing this piece...) ⟶ Status / Current word count / Total word count | ONGOING; latest update: chapter xvii. divulgence (Apr 15th, 2023) - 126,234 words of n/a words  ⟶ Main Masterlist | Mailbox | Taglist | Feedback | Music Playlist | Ko-fi

𝕺𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖚𝖕𝖔𝖓 𝖆 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊, 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝕱𝖆𝖗 𝕱𝖆𝖗 𝕬𝖜𝖆𝖞…

⏤ Written by @yoonia for the Once Upon A Fantasy collab; with @jamaisjoons​​​, @yeoldontknow​​, @inkedtae​​​, @opaljm​​​, @kookdiaries​​​, @kth1fics​​​

⏤ Crossposted on: AO3, Wattpad

⟶ Chapters

⇢ prologue. the bluebeard’s tale

⇢ chapter i. when the stars are aligned

⇢ chapter ii. the wicked king

⇢ chapter iii. dreamers

⇢ chapter iv. in bloom

⇢ chapter v. homecoming

⇢ chapter vi. the castle by the sea

⇢ chapter vii. the secret doors

⇢ chapter viii. chasing shadows

⇢ chapter ix. secrets

⇢ chapter x. wanderers-1

⇢ chapter xi. wanderers-2

⇢ chapter xii. alias

⇢ chapter xiii. red strings-1

⇢ chapter xiv. red strings-2

⇢ chapter xv. crescendo

⇢ chapter xvi. respite

⇢ chapter xvii. divulgence

⇢ chapter xviii. serendipity

⇢ (...more chapters coming soon...)

⟶ References

⇢ visual references

⟶ Patreon specials

⇢ visual moodboard

— © Yoonia, all rights reserved. reposting/modifying of any kind is not allowed. unsolicited translations are not allowed.

#bangtansorciere #kvanity #btscreaturescoven #misc: fic index #yoongi smut #yoongi scenario #yoongi fanfic #yoongi fluff #yoongi angst #suga scenario #suga fanfic #suga smut #suga angst #suga fluff #yoongi x reader #suga x reader #bts scenario #bts fanfic #kpop scenario #kpop writing #kpop fanfic #bts smut #bts fluff #bts angst #bts x reader

[tazmilygray]

Kirby OC creation game

First letter of your URL is your character's species!

A - Puffball (like Kirby)

B - Penguin (like Dedede)

C - Whatever the mages and haltmanns are

D - Jambeliever

E - Key Dee

F - Scarfy

G - Waddle Doo

H - Burning Leo

I - Chilly

J - NESP

K - Noddy

L - Poppy Bros Jr

M - Paint Witch

N - Hamster

O - Human

P - Ripple Star Fairy

Q - Spider

R - Whatever Magolor is

S - Squeaker

T - Fecto

U - Awoofy

V - Octopus (like Chuchu)

W - Waddle Dee

X - Keke

Y - Whatever Tiff and Tuff are

Z - People of the Sky (flower fairies from KTD)

Favorite Season = Their Fighting Style!

Spring - Ranged Weapon

Summer - Melee Weapon

Fall - Healing/Support

Winter - Mage

Fave Color = What magic they specialize in, if any

Red - Fire

Orange - Rock/Ground/Earth

Yellow - Electric

Green - Nature

Blue - Water

Purple - Poison

Pink - ESP/Psychic

Black - Ghostly

White - Ice

Fave Flavor = A big part of their personality, a main trait

Sweet - Headstrong

Sour - Kindhearted

Salty - Short-tempered

Spicy - Selfish

What you like best will determine your character's Matter type

Clouds - Heart Matter

Rain - Soul Matter

Stars - Dream Matter

The Moon - Dark Matter

I hope this wasn't too much, I'd love to see what you create so, if you decide to use this, if you don't add on to a reblog, tag me if you upload what you make!

#taz~txt #this took. a while #but im quite happy with it #kirby #kirby oc game

[misshoneyimhome]

All good boys go to heaven - But bad boys bring heaven to you (the one after the All-Star) I William Nylander & Auston Matthews 🖋️⚡️

Alrighty, babes! So, based on the poll results and the fact that I've been considering this for some time, I've decided to go for this part 🙈

However, please bear in mind that if you're not keen on delving into anything involving 34 with his funny head shape, you're under no obligation to do so 😉 This side chapter will not impact the main storyline 🤍

And for those of you who secretly crave a 34 x 88 sandwich, I genuinely hope you enjoy this 🤍 💦 BTW this is pure smut!

Warnings; smut 18+, William Nylander x reader x Auston Matthews, oral sex (f receiving), masturbation, voyeurism, protected sex (p in v) missionary, doggy/spit roast, oral sex (m receiving), just a lot of Dom!Willy;

Word count; 3.1K

・✶ ｡ﾟ

“I'm not ashamed that he wasn't the one Had no idea what we would become There's no regrets I just thought it was fun”

The dimmed lights from the bedside lamps filled the room with golden hue, the shadows of your bodies outlining the act on the walls, as you and William were tangled up in your bedsheets. 

Still high on the thrills and excitement of the All-star game, you were passionately sharing kisses and deep moans, as your warm bodies were connected. 

It was almost unbelievable how much passion the room oozed as yours and William’s tongues danced with each other, while your hands left no skin untouched. Then slowly, William let his pink lips wander from yours, exploring more skin as he traced down your jawline and finding the sensitive spots on your neck. 

Lightly he nipped and bit down to mark his spot, before he let his mouth explore your collarbone, and continuing the journey down to your breasts. Each nipple getting the sensual attention it deserved, while his palm took care of the other. 

William’s touch had you enchanted, completely under his spell, as his lips travelled further south, eventually reaching your needy core, eager to be touched. As you felt your walls pulsating in mere anticipation, you let out a small breath and gently let your fingers trace through William’s blonde locks. 

“Please Willy,” you whimpered softly, and soon you were granted his skilful mouth. 

Moans were unable to be restrained from your lips, as William indulged in your sweet honey, using his tongue to offer pleasure to your bud of nerves, coupled with how he let it explore every part of your sensitive flesh. 

His arms held a firm grip onto your thighs, making sure you didn’t move your hips against him, yet it was hard not to try. 

Feeling your orgasm slowly take form, you let out louder sensual noises, making sure William understood how good he was making you feel. Which only encouraged him to dive in further, enjoying every drop of your aroused juices, as he let himself get completely pussy drunk by you. 

It was hot, to say the least, as you felt the thrilling rush of pleasure course through every vein, blurring your mind, as you closed your eyes and let yourself sink into William’s magical touch. Your hand gripped firmly onto the sheets, emphasising you nearing the peak of a climax, while the other took a hold of William’s hair. 

“Oh yes,” you let out under your breaths, your chest heavily rising and lowering with very desperate need for air. And with the love of your life skilfully pleasuring you with his talented mouth, you surrendered to the high, letting your mind go completely hazy and your body numb from pleasure. 

It was a feeling no words could describe. The way your boyfriend could so easily have to under his power, and make you feel so incredible, had your mind go crazy. He didn’t even have to do much, except for letting his sweet lips touch and lick you at your sensitive spot. 

Then as he withdrew from your, his eyes darkly looking up to meet yours in a lustful and intense meet, he slowly came to hover you and let you taste yourself on his lips. It was sweet, yet slightly salty taste, but you enjoyed how you shared this intimacy. 

And with a final kiss, William slowly leaned back, looking you deeply in the eyes as he studied your beautiful features. 

“So skön,” he whispered softly, your eyes connected in the depth of the ocean his blue colour provided. “And you’re sure you want to do this?” 

His whisper was almost rough, yet it held a deep tone of sincere desire. 

And as you nodded gently, both of you turned your heads to face the man sitting in the chair next to bed. His hand firmly resting in is lap, as his member had grown fully hard by watching how William had provided you pleasure to reach an orgasm. 

“He’ll only get to do as I instruct,” William spoke firmly, as his eyes again met yours. “If he does anything, that you don’t want to, say it.” 

It was the ultimate game of power William had as Auston had joined the two of you for a night in the bedroom. Only this once, would your boyfriend let another man set his hands on you, touch you and please you, solely under his instructions. 

And you had to admit it was indeed fascinating. To see how your William would dominate not only you but also his teammate, all while you were brought to pleasure. 

Gently William rolled away from you, yet not too far, just to rest by your side on the bed while he silently invited Auston to join the two of you on the bed. 

You couldn’t help but glance at the Arizona man who approached you, studying his naked and toned physique, in the soft glow. His face spoke nothing but lust and anticipation, and with William’s permission Auston came to kneel on the bed. And for an intense moment of silent male dominance, William’s eyes were settled on his teammate as he vocalised his rules. 

“Condom, Aus?” his deep voice secured the safety, and Auston merely nodded, his eyes fixated on you. “And no kissing on the lips,” William added, his tone still steady and rough. And again, Auston nodded, showing he understood the clear instructions set by the Swede. 

Then with William again offering his permission, Auston lined his throbbing member with your tight entrance, ready to be filled as William had already made sure you were beyond aroused. Leaning over you, Auston connected his lips with the sweet spots on your neck, where William had just marked you up, as he slowly pressed his member into your core, stretching your walls. Your hand swiftly found his dark hair, while the other sought the back of his shoulder to hold on to. 

It felt different from William. Everything from Auston’s lips to his hard cock was different, yet you couldn’t deny it brought you pleasure. His cock did make you feel good, though it was thick it wasn’t as long as William’s. Nor did it have the slight curve that always made sure to hit your sensitive spot just right. 

And as Auston gently rocked his hips, letting his length stimulate your inside and hit your sensitive spots, you felt the pleasure once more building up within you. Moans were slipping of your tongue, your breaths slowly growing incoherent, as the teammate increased the intensity of his thrust. 

You almost couldn’t keep your eyes open, yet you forced yourself to keep your eyes locked with your boyfriend’s, feeling the need to have him intimate with you and Auston. 

William’s eyes stared intensely as you while you were being fucked by his teammate, his hand gently stroking his hard member. This was very much better than porn. Here he could watch the girl he loved in nothing but pleasure, all while he could control the scene as he liked. 

“Does he make you feel good baby?” William inquired huskily under his breaths, feeling his own climax slowly forming with every stroke, your moans sounding like sweet music to his ears. 

“Yes,” you managed to speak lightly in between moans of pleasure, as you felt the orgasm about to come closer. 

“Good, baby.”

It was important for William that you felt nothing but good. It was a boundary that had been crossed for all of you, but given Auston’s desire to touch you, William had given it to give. With the condition that he made sure to make you come first. 

And feeling how good you felt around his length, Auston was coming closer to the edge sooner than he’d expected. 

Your cunt was like a paradise for his member. The tightness of your walls hugged him so gracefully, providing him warmth and comfort, enough to get him close to the brim. 

“Fuck Willy, she feels so good,” Auston let out deep breath, as he felt his cock twitching. 

But the instructions were clear. He had to make you come first. 

But as he too felt his own climax slowly approaching, Auston increased the force of his thrusts, trying to send you closer to your peak. 

“Mmm, yes,” you moaned, signalling that you were feeling the rush gradually come closer, yet you just couldn’t quite reach it. 

Sending your distress, your boyfriend had an idea on how to handle it.

“How bout you ride Auston a little?” He suggested with a low seductive voice, to which you nodded. 

Gently Auston then withdrew himself from you, feeling a small sense of relief that he could have some time to manage his arousal and make sure you’d reach your peak before he did. 

Moving around the mattress he rested in his back and you fluently came to straddle him, slowly and seductively sinking yourself on his member. 

Auston tried his best to control himself, letting you take charge, his hands resting in your things as you began slowly rocking your hips, letting his length stimulate shout walls.

“Does that feel good älskling?” William inquired a she studied how you pleased yourself using his teammate. 

“Yeah, he feels good…” you breathed out in between moans. Supporting your hands on his muscular chest, you increased you speed a little, letting the air be filled with sexual harmonies. 

Yet William knew you needed more to reach your much needed orgasm, so carefully, he moved to straddle Auston’s legs behind you, pressing his torso against your back, and began placing kisses on your neck. You feel his hard cock hard and proud against your lower back, as his arms embraced you gently, one palm finding your breast, while the other slowly traced down your belly and let itself settle on your craving core. 

“Tell me what you want,” William roughly spoke, as he bit down your neck, while his eyes locked with his teammate underneath you, though you all knew he was talking to you. 

“I want you to touch me…” you whimpered softly, aching for his fingers to move closer to your pea of nerves, as you enjoyed Auston’s cock inside you. 

“That’s all?”

“Mmm, make me cum, Willy…” Though it was worded as a command, it was spoken as a plea. 

And William was more than happy to obliged. Still remaining his eyes on Auston who was showing nothing much pleasure by your amazing cunt wrapped around him, William slowly began curling your clit, stimulating the 8.000 nerves connecting that send your mind, body and soul closer to the edge.

You felt yourself squirming under his touch, your breaths out of sync and your hips moving faster, eager and determined to make it to the finish line. And with Auston’s cock inside you, massaging your walls and hitting your deep spot, coupled with William’s fingers you were just about to reach it.

“That’s it baby,” William whispered sensually in your ear, yet loud enough for Auston to hear it. “Come for us, show Auston what a good girl you are.” 

And with his magical voice, William send you into the high, letting your arch your back against him, as you closed your eyes, lean your head on his shoulder and moaned out in mere pleasure. 

It wasn’t the most intense orgasm you’d reached, yet it was still amazing and wonderful, causing your mind to go hazy and your vision to blur. 

William then gently withdrew his hand, allowing you to calm from the ecstasy and refill your lungs with air. 

It was so hot. Not just the warm, steamy air in your bedroom, but also the feeling of being in between two large hockey bodies. Never would you have imagined such a scenario, not even believing William would have agreed to it. Yet here you were. 

And equally in disbelief Auston was amazed by your body. Naturally he’d imagined you naked a few times, but he’d been sure it would only ever extend to a fantasy. However with William’s permission he was now buried inside you, feeling himself getting closer to a climax as you clenched around his throbbing member. 

“Seems like he’s been making you feel good baby, should we let him come as well?” William then asked, his eyes still focused on Auston as he was suggesting to grant him the relief he was craving. 

Turning your head a little to find William’s features in the corner of your eye in the dimmed light, you nodded. “Yes, let him come - but I also want to taste you.” 

And your wishes were their commands. With a light smirk on his face, William then moved from his position, gently guiding you off Auston while you all again repositioned. 

“On your hands and knees,” William instructed darkly, and naturally you did as he said. 

Then with Auston kneeling behind you, you felt his cock once more slowly enter your core, yet this time his thick member hit you just right, causing louder moans to escape you.

“Fuck,” Auston moaned deeply as he felt your walls again hugging tightly. “You feel so amazing baby girl.” 

It wasn’t intentionally Auston let the nick name slip, but with the way you felt around him as he began to slowly thrust in you again, his mind was going wild. He knew he wouldn’t last long in the position, yet he intended to enjoy every single second of it. 

Meanwhile, William knelt in front of you, his hard cock just in high and angle with your mouth. As he softly stroked his fingers through your hair, he intensely met your gaze, his lips parting a little as you slowly wrapped your moist lips around his cock. 

“Mmm, fuck yes…” he cursed under his breath, feeling the heat form your warmth embrace him as you covered his length with saliva and took him further down your throat like he knew you could. He couldn’t help but gulp as he looked at how gorgeous you were before him, looking up through your lashes as he gently rocked his hips against your mouth. You’d become so skilled with your mouth, and William had to restrain himself from not choking you out of mere pleasure.

You knew you did him well, though it wasn’t easy with Auston pounding into you from behind, his motions slowly increasing in force and speed, as you sensed he was getting closer to his peak. His firm grip on your hips spoke his signals loud and clear, and as you too could feel another pending orgasm approach, you knew it could bring you both to the brim. 

The softened glow of the bedside lamps cast a golden hue throughout the room, with the silhouettes of your bodies etched upon the walls as you and William were entwined in the bedsheets.

Still buzzing with the excitement of the All-star game, you both fervently exchanged kisses and deep moans, your warm bodies intimately connected.

The intensity of passion in the room was almost surreal as your tongues danced together, and your hands explored every inch of each other's skin. Gradually, William allowed his lips to wander from yours, tracing down your jawline to discover the sensitive spots on your neck.

Gently nipping and biting to leave his mark, he then explored your collarbone before continuing his journey down to your breasts. Each nipple received the tender attention it deserved, while his hand attended to the other.

Enchanted by William's touch, you found yourself completely under his spell as his lips moved further south, eventually reaching your eager core, craving his touch. Feeling your anticipation build, you released a soft breath and delicately ran your fingers through William's blonde locks.

"Please, Willy," you whispered softly, and soon you were met with his skilled mouth.

Moans escaped your lips uncontrollably as William savoured your sweet honey, using his tongue to lavish pleasure upon your sensitive nerves, exploring every inch of your delicate flesh.

With a firm grip on your thighs, he prevented you from moving your hips, though the urge was undeniable.

As your orgasm built, you emitted louder, more sensual sounds, ensuring William knew just how exquisite he was making you feel. And his eagerness only spurred him on, relishing every drop of your arousal as he allowed himself to become utterly intoxicated by your essence.

The intensity was staggering as waves of pleasure surged through your veins, clouding your mind. And with eyes closed, you surrendered to William's enchanting touch, one hand gripping the sheets tightly as you approached the peak of ecstasy, while the other grasped his hair.

"Oh, yes," you murmured breathlessly, your chest rising and falling rapidly, desperate for air. With the love of your life skilfully pleasuring you with his adept mouth, you succumbed to the euphoria, letting your mind drift into a blissful haze as your body tingled with pleasure.

It was an indescribable sensation. The way your boyfriend effortlessly wielded power over you, leaving you feeling utterly incredible, sent your mind into a frenzy. He hardly had to do much, merely letting his tender lips touch and tease your most sensitive spot.

Then as he withdrew from you, his eyes darkly locking onto yours with a lustful intensity, he slowly positioned himself above you, allowing you to taste yourself on his lips. The taste was sweet yet slightly salty, but you relished in the intimacy of the moment.

With a final kiss, William leaned back, gazing deeply into your eyes as he admired your beautiful features.

"So skön," he whispered softly, his eyes capturing yours with the depth of the ocean. "And are you sure you want to do this?"

His whisper held a hint of roughness, yet it carried a sincere desire.

And as you nodded gently, both of you turned your heads to face the man sitting in the chair next to the bed. His hand rested firmly in his lap; his member fully hard from witnessing William bring you to orgasmic pleasure.

"He'll only do as I tell," William stated firmly, his gaze once again meeting yours. "If there's anything you don't want, speak up."

It was the ultimate display of power as Auston joined you and William for a night in the bedroom. This was a rare occasion where your boyfriend allowed another man to touch and please you, but strictly under his guidance.

Admittedly, it was a fascinating dynamic to witness. Watching William assert his dominance not only over you but also over his teammate, all while ensuring your pleasure.

William gently rolled away from you, not too far, just enough to lie beside you on the bed as he silently beckoned Auston to join you both.

You couldn't help but steal glances at the Arizona man as he approached, observing his naked, toned physique illuminated by the soft glow of the room. His expression betrayed nothing but desire and anticipation, and with William's approval, Auston knelt on the bed. In a moment of intense silent dominance, William's gaze remained fixed on his teammate as he outlined the rules.

"Got a condom, Aus?" his deep voice ensured safety, and Auston simply nodded, his eyes locked on you. "And no kissing on the lips," William added, his tone still firm and unwavering. Once again, Auston nodded, acknowledging the clear instructions laid out by the Swede.

Then with William's approval once more granted, Auston positioned his pulsating member at your tight entrance, primed to enter as William had already ensured you were thoroughly wet. Leaning over you, Auston's lips found the sweet spots on your neck where William had just left his marks, as he gradually eased his member into your core, stretching your walls. Your hand instinctively found its way into his dark hair, while the other gripped the back of his shoulder for support.

It was a different sensation from William. Everything from Auston's lips to his firm cock felt distinct, yet undeniably pleasurable. Though not as lengthy as William's, Auston's girth brought its own form of satisfaction. And yet, without the slight curve that always ensured William hit your sensitive spot just right, Auston's thrusts still managed to stimulate you deeply.

And while Auston gently rocked his hips, his length stimulating your innermost desires and targeting your most sensitive areas, the pleasure once again surged within you. Moans slipped from your lips, your breaths growing increasingly erratic as he intensified his thrusts.

You struggled to keep your eyes open, but you forced yourself to maintain eye contact with your boyfriend, craving the intimacy shared between the three of you.

William's eyes bore into you with intense focus as his teammate pleasured you, his own hand gently stroking his hardened member. This experience surpassed any pornography; here, he could witness the woman he loved immersed in pure pleasure, all while maintaining control over the scene as he desired.

"Does he make you feel good?" William huskily inquired, his own climax slowly building with each stroke, your moans serving as sweet melodies to his ears.

"Yes," you managed to utter amidst the waves of pleasure, feeling the orgasm drawing near.

"Good, baby."

Ensuring your pleasure was paramount to William. Although boundaries had been pushed for all involved, given Auston's desire to engage with you, William had consented under the condition that he prioritised your satisfaction first.

And feeling the exquisite sensation of your warmth surrounding him, Auston found himself nearing the edge sooner than expected.

Your cunt enveloped his member like a paradise. The gentle embrace of your walls provided him with both warmth and ecstasy, bringing him closer to climax with each passing moment.

"Fuck, Willy, she feels incredible," Auston exclaimed, his breaths deepening as he felt his member pulsating with anticipation.

But the instructions were crystal clear: he had to ensure you reached climax first.

And sensing his own climax drawing near, Auston intensified the force of his thrusts, aiming to push you closer to your peak.

"Mmm, yes," you moaned, indicating that you were on the brink of ecstasy, yet just unable to quite reach it. Recognising your frustration, your boyfriend devised a solution.

"How about you ride Auston for a bit?" he suggested in a seductive whisper, to which you eagerly nodded.

Almost with a sense of relief, Auston withdrew from you, taking a moment to regain control of his arousal, ensuring you’d come before he’d reach his own.

Shifting positions on the mattress, he then lay back as you smoothly straddled him, slowly sinking down onto his member with seductive grace.

Auston concentrated on maintaining restraint, allowing you to take charge as his hands rested on your thighs while you began to rhythmically rock your hips, allowing his length to stimulate your walls.

"Does that feel good, älskling?" William inquired as he observed you pleasing yourself with his teammate.

"Yeah, he feels good..." you breathed out between moans, your hands finding purchase on Auston’s muscular chest as you increased your pace, filling the air with the symphony of your shared moans.

Yet, sensing your need for more to reach climax, William carefully shifted to straddle Auston's legs behind you, pressing his torso against your back and peppering kisses along your neck. You could feel his proud, hardened member against your lower back, his arms enveloping you tenderly, one hand finding your breast while the other trailed down your belly, settling on your eager core.

"Tell me what you want," he demanded roughly, nipping at your neck as his gaze locked with his teammate’s beneath you, though it was clear he was addressing you.

"I want you to touch me..." you whimpered softly, longing for his fingers to draw nearer to your sensitive nerves, even as you relished Auston's cock inside you.

"Is that all?" William pressed; his tone suggestive.

"Mmm, make me cum, Willy..." Though it was stated as a command, it carried the weight of a plea.

And William was more than willing to comply. Keeping his eyes fixed on Auston, who displayed evident pleasure at the sensation of your incredible warmth around him, William slowly began to caress your clit, stimulating the 8,000 nerves that connected and propelled your mind, body, and soul ever closer to the edge.

You found yourself squirming under his touch, your breaths erratic and your hips moving faster, driven by a fervent determination to reach the peak. With Auston's member inside you, tantalising your walls and targeting your deepest spots, coupled with William's skilled fingers, you were on the verge of reaching the pinnacle of ecstasy.

"That's it, baby," William whispered sensually in your ear, his voice carrying enough volume for Auston to hear. "Come for us, show Auston what a good girl you are."

And with his enchanting words, William pushed you into over the edge, causing you to arch your back against him, closing your eyes and resting your head on his shoulder as you moaned in pure pleasure.

While it may not have been the most intense orgasm you'd ever experienced, it was still extraordinary and delightful, leaving your mind foggy and blurred.

William then gently withdrew his hand, allowing you to gradually return from the euphoria and fill your lungs with air.

The atmosphere was electric, not just due to the warm, steamy air in the bedroom, but also the sensation of being surrounded by two formidable hockey players. Never would you have imagined such a scenario, nor would you have believed William would agree to it. Yet here you were.

And equally astonished, Auston found himself marvelling at your body. While he had undoubtedly fantasised about you naked before, he had always considered it nothing more than a fantasy. However, with William's permission, he was now intimately connected with you, feeling himself drawing closer to climax as you clenched around his throbbing member.

"Seems like he's been treating you well, baby. Should we allow him to come as well?" William inquired, his gaze still fixed on Auston as he proposed granting him the relief he sought.

Turning your head slightly to catch sight of William's features in the dim light, you nodded. "Yes, let him come - but I also want to taste you."

And your wishes were their commands. With a faint smirk playing on his lips, William shifted from his position, gently guiding you off Auston as you all repositioned.

"On your hands and knees," William instructed with a dark tone, and obediently, you complied.

With Auston kneeling behind you, you felt his member once again slowly entering your core. This time, however, his thick member hit all the right spots, eliciting louder moans from you.

"Fuck," Auston groaned deeply as he felt your walls embracing him tightly once more. "You feel incredible, baby girl."

Unintentionally, Auston let the nickname slip, but the sensation of being enveloped by you as he began to thrust slowly drove his mind wild. He knew he wouldn't last long in this position, but he was determined to savour every single moment of it.

Meanwhile, William knelt before you, his hardened member positioned just inches from your mouth. As he tenderly ran his fingers through your hair, his gaze locked intensely with yours, his lips parting slightly as you slowly enveloped his cock with your moist lips.

"Mmm, fuck yes..." he muttered under his breath, feeling the warmth of your mouth taking him in as you coated his length with saliva and took him deeper down your throat with practiced ease. He couldn't help but gasp as he admired your beauty before him, gazing up at him through your lashes as he gently rocked his hips against your mouth. You had become incredibly skilled with your oral technique, and William had to exert self-control to prevent himself from choking you, succumbing entirely to the overwhelming pleasure.

You knew you were pleasuring him well, despite the challenge of Auston's powerful thrusts from behind. 

Signalling his approach to climax, Auston’s movements gradually intensified in force and speed. His firm grip on your hips conveyed his intentions clearly, and as you felt another orgasm building within you, you sensed that it could push both of you over the edge.

Then observing a small tear trickling from the corner of your eye amidst the sounds of your sweet gagging noises, William understood that you were on the brink of climax again. And so gently, he withdrew his member, allowing you to gasp for air as you were unable to suppress the moans elicited by Auston's fervent thrusts.

"Is Tony making you come, baby?" William inquired seductively, softly caressing your cheek and lower lip as you looked up at him.

"Yes..." you whimpered, feeling your needy core clenching and pulsating, dripping with juices as Auston intensified his thrusts.

"Oh, fuck yes," you heard him breathe out behind you, eager to release himself. Yet, he also desired to prove that he could bring you pleasure, driving his shaft deeper and harder into you while steadying himself with his hands. "Come for me, my baby girl... yes..."

"Oh yes, Aus... I'm coming," you moaned almost embarrassingly loudly, closing your eyes once more as you surrendered to the overwhelming sensations.

And with you clenching firmly around his cock, it only took a few more thrusts before Auston let out a deep grunt, emptying himself into the condom.

Secretly, he wished he could have released directly inside you, but he obediently followed William's clear instructions in order to experience the pleasure of being with you. He was just more than satisfied that he had agreed to the terms. And as he calmed from his climax, Auston couldn't help but appreciate the sight before him: your exposed ass with his cock still buried inside you.

But then, slowly regaining control of your breath and body, your attention shifted to the man before you. Still riding the high of raw passion, you yearned to reciprocate the pleasure your boyfriend, and now Auston, had bestowed upon you.

"Willy... let me make you come," you whimpered, and naturally, he couldn't resist your seductive offer.

"Do you want Auston to watch?" he inquired.

"Yes..."

Although Auston preferred to be directly involved in the act, he couldn't deny the incredible allure of watching you on your knees before William.

The ease with which you took him into your throat, working his shaft with your hand while emitting the sexiest gagging sounds, ignited a fire within him that he hadn't known existed.

Seated once again in the chair, Auston found himself frustrated yet enthralled as he observed his Swedish teammate close his eyes, tilt his head back, and surrender to the waves of pleasure coursing through his body.

In this position, William allowed you to have ultimate control. The way you willingly took him in, allowing yourself to choke on his cock, drooling and gagging, was something he would gladly surrender to any time.

Your beautiful eyes shimmered as you tried to watch him through your lashes, savouring every sound elicited by your actions.

"Shit, baby, I'm gonna come..."

And it was only a matter of seconds before William released his cum down your throat, accompanied by deep moans and grunts.

You relished in every drop he offered, the mix of sweet and salty stickiness coating your tongue as you swallowed with grace. And while taking your time to suck William empty and clean, you offered Auston a quick glance. Then releasing his member from your mouth, you flashed William a satisfied smirk, pleased with how you had pleased your man while showcasing to his teammate just how skilled you could be.

The intensity of the moment was almost overwhelming for all three of you.

Auston had fulfilled his deepest desires by being close to you, you had reached three orgasms through the touch of two men, and William had asserted his ultimate dominance. Yet, there was something he couldn't let go entirely.

As he stroked your lower lip after you swallowed his load, he offered you a content smirk. "Du är min prinsessa..." And then, glancing over at Auston, he adopted a more serious tone. "Don't ever call her your baby girl again."

Auston simply nodded immediately, understanding that you belonged to William, and it had been a privilege for him to have touched you.

And after Auston had left the condo, you swiftly snuggled up in your boyfriend's arms. Despite the excitement and heat of having Auston join you in bed, you knew that William's embrace was where you truly belonged.

"Was it good, baby?" he asked softly, his gaze gentle as he studied your face.

"Absolutely, Willy," you replied with a content smile, getting lost in the depths of his blue eyes. "Auston was amazing."

"Good, otherwise I'd have to punch him," he chuckled lightly.

"No need, babe, he did so well."

As exhaustion washed over you, you felt your body relaxing and your mind drifting off. And a smile lingered on your lips as you welcomed the embrace of sleep.

**

Suddenly, you gasped sharply and jolted awake. Your body felt hot and covered in pearls of sweat, your core tingling and pulsating with arousal. Sitting up straight, you briefly glanced at your sleeping boyfriend, attempting to control your heavy breathing and shake off the lingering effects of the very real and very intense dream of Auston Matthews.

#18+ smut #inexperienced!reader x willy #wn88 imagine #auston matthews imagine #auston matthews x reader #auston matthews smut #william nylander smut #william nylander imagine

[stra-tek]

Who doesn't love a good Shuttlebay?

Almost always bigger on the inside, they fit whatever the plot needs💕

Here's where it all started, the U.S.S. Enterprise NCC-1701 from the OG Star Trek series.

Here's the 1701-A from Star Trek V: The Final Frontier. Insanely enough, the set was originally the palace from Coming to America. This is the only time a full size shuttlebay has been a practical set.

The Next Gen Enterprise-D had an enormous main shuttlebay designed. Enormous and majestic and WAY too expensive to depict, so we only ever saw little secondary bays in the neck of the ship like this one. The set was also used as every cargo bay ever needed.

U.S.S. Defiant NX-74205

This shuttlebay is extra magical, since it didn't exist until it was suddenly needed for an episode. As you can see, it went from a having a protruding tractor beam emitter to a recessed set of doors in the space of a few episodes.

U.S.S. Voyager NCC-74656

This shuttlebay never looked the same twice and changed size to fit whatever was needed at the time. Here it barely fits the Delta Flyer but at other times it holds the Delta Flyer and other ships with room to spare and somehow one time Neelix's ship (not shuttle, ship!) was revealed to just be sitting in storage since the pilot episode

U.S.S. Enterprise NCC-1701 (AOS)

The Kelvin Timeline movie Enterprise featured the King of shuttlebays. Requiring a massive size cheat to fit inside (this Enterprise is supposed to be 725 meters long, but to fit the shuttlebay it needs to be 1200 meters), it features more than a dozen shuttles in racks along the walls. Tons of high up walkways for crew to fall from and enourmous support beams that are seemingly designed to make landing as hazardous as possible

The U.S.S. Discovery NCC-1031 has an enourmous shuttlebay, and the doors get jammed open after the first season so we always get to see inside.

U.S.S. Enterprise NCC-1701 (SNW)

Nice and roomy, but not roomy enough for the hundred or so drones they launched at the end of Discovery season 2

#star trek #star trek discovery #star trek aos #star trek the original series #tng #ds9 #starship design #shuttlebay

[a-drop-of-nightshade]

L took some deep slow breaths, it was fine he could do this, it wasn’t that scary. He hesitated at the door his body freezing up as he screamed internally, okay that was a lie, this was absolutely terrifying. He was wearing a pair of black jeans with chains hanging from the belt loops, he had a shirt on with the sleeves rolled up to reveal his tattoos, on his right arm he had a spiked cuff on and he had gotten his nails cleaned up and painted so they looked nice; he wore a black waist coat and the collar of the shirt was undone and he was wearing a spiked choker around his neck.

His long dual tone hair was brushed out and partially pulled back so it was half up and half down. He took a deep breath and then knocked on the door with fingers bearing rings, some with skulls others bands with Celtic knots. When the door opened he held the back of his neck and cracked a nervous smile, “Hey you ready?” He asked with a laugh, “oh uh… these are for you.” He held out a bouquet of roses, he was nervous that they wouldn’t have wanted to do this, but he had to admit he was really looking forwards to this date.

@blackparaderunner / @izzyfromdeadspace

#v ;; the magic star ( main ) #💀 {{ full of bones // ic }} 💀

[deepermadness]

I went to the main train station in Plzeň today!

The refurbishments are superb!

But the real stars, as always, are the trains!

I love the new bridges and how the trains approach from above. The aesthetics and magic are just... 👌

Bonus:

Long boy!

I wanted to ask those passengers how their trip was, but their response was a little wooden. :v

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Can any train fans help me identify each one please? :D

#Train #Trains #Čumblr #Český #Plzeň #Plzen #Plzeň Hlavní Nádraží #Czech #Czech Republic #Pilsen #Train station #Train spotting #My photos #Mine

[child-of-the-sky-people]

hi Ali! im looking for a new narrative podcast to get into, what's your current rec list? :)

Oh god it’s so long 😂

Horror:

Human Error - this one is mine so of course I’m recommending it 😂 it’s about a found family of survivors going on a road trip during a zombie apocalypse 12 years after the world ended!

We’re Alive - also zombie horror and was the show that got me into audio dramas! It’s very long and looks overwhelming but I promise it’s good!

Darkest Night - anthology horror where you find out how people died but each case is actually related and there is a bigger mystery and this show lives in my head rent free lol

The Waystation - found footage style show about a group of people on a space station that all died (the story is trying to piece together what happened). It’s along the same lines as The White Vault

DERELICT - a research group are studying a door at the bottom of the ocean, and then shit goes sideways. I binged this series super fact and I need season 2 immediately lol

The Eleventh Hour episode called The City of Statues - I made this! It’s about a group of survivors trying to make it out of a city filled with statues trying to hunt them down 👀

Someone Dies in this Elevator - mix of horror and thriller I think. It’s an anthology series where every episode someone dies in an elevator 👀 I composed for a few episodes and it’s v fun 🤩

Thriller

The Liberty Podcast - made by the same folks behind The White Vault and VAST Horizon. It’s an anthology series of stories taking place within and surrounding a tower where a civilization lives. Some episodes might lean more towards horror but I personally consider it more thriller

The Walk - made by the same folks behind zombies run! In this show you the listener are the main character, an individual making their way across Scotland with a package they were mistakenly delivered. I love this show so much omg

Primordial Deep - scientists are finding extinct dinosaurs alive and well under the ocean and they’re trying to figure out what the fuck is going on. I fucking love this show omg

Spines - woman wakes up in the middle of a cult ritual with no memories and is trying to figure out who she is and where she came from. Also there are powers!

Mirrors - same person behind Spines! Three women from three different centuries (who are all related to each other) discover they can communicate with each other through ghost like figures. It has a bigger mystery and the ending made me cry it was so good

InCo - a woman finds a prince from a world that shouldn’t exist floating in space. This show is a delight and is a micro series and I love the humor within it so much omg

Where the Stars Fell - the Antichrist is roommates with their guardian angel and they’re trying to stop the rapture

DUST - anthology series about science fiction and technology! Season 3 is definitely my favorite as it is one story but the entire show as a whole is very good

Feel Good/Light Hearted Shows

Unseen - this show lives in my head rent free and I ache for it to be real. It’s about magic existing in the real world and is an anthology! It’s made by the same folks behind Wolf 359

Joy to the World - holiday series I helped produce! It’s about an astronaut named Joy talking with different people on Earth about the holidays! It’s an anthology and v warm and I highly recommend it as a holiday series

Sidequesting - a person who is totally not the hero is avoiding the main plot and going on a bunch of side quests! It’s charming and lovely and made by the wonderful Tal

Back Again, Back Again - a woman is retelling her stories of his magical world she was transported into and about the prophecy she became involved in

If none of these are your jam lmk and I can suggest some more! If you tell me what you like to listen to/what kinds of stories you enjoy I can make a more personalized list

#podcast recommendations #audio drama recs #I have so many on my list and so many more on my to be listened to list #I also have a long list of recs put together by myself and other audio drama lovers #I have been making a lot of personalized lists lately and I’m enjoying it a lot 😂 #audio drama #sidequesting #we’re alive #the Waystation #unseen #back again back again #InCo #where the stars fell #primordial deep #spines podcast #someone dies in this elevator #derelict #dust podcast #joy to the world podcast #human error podcast #mirrors podcast #the walk podcast #the Liberty podcast #Liberty tales from the tower #or whatever they say lol #eleventh hour #darkest night #I think I tagged them all 🤔

[hellfireloserclub]

Inspired by this post

By the wonderful @steddieas-shegoes you dont have to read it first, but you should

At first, Eddie thought something was wrong. They had just gotten through the turnstiles, and he was wandering forward to marvel at the train pulling into the station on the raised platform above them. He hadn’t seen an actual steam train in real life before. The combination of the excitement at seeing the billowing clouds coming from the flume of the engine, on top of the buzz he was still carrying from his first-ever trip on an aeroplane, meant he hadn’t realised Steve had fallen out of step with him until he turned to ask if they could ride it.

Steve had stopped dead in his tracks and didn’t seem to be in any rush to catch Eddie up. So Eddie skipped back around the other families and stopped beside his boyfriend. closeup Eddie could make out that Steve was crying, his sunglasses hid it, but Eddie knew him well enough to read the wobble on his lip and the way his eyebrows arched and know what it meant. 

“Stevie, what is it?” He placed a hand on Steve’s arm, the only thing he felt safe doing in such a public setting. “Did someone say something? You’re not getting one of your headaches are you?” 

Steve shook his head, his wobbling bottom lip turning into a wobbly smile. 

“We’re actually here.” Steve leant into his side moving out of the way of the people coming through the turnstiles, “I never thought… well I never thought I would get here…”

Steve was happy crying in front of a giant floral Mickey Mouse head and Eddie had never loved him more. It was well worth all the sneaking around and plotting and planning to see Steve so overwhelmed with Happiness.

But Eddie might actually burst if they didn’t get into the actual park soon, plus people were looking at them, and he was more than aware that if the sight of two fully grown men crying didn’t draw attention to them, two fully grown heavily scared crying men would. 

“Come on Baby, You haven’t even seen your summer pad yet. I hear that this place has an actual castle, not a two-star McMansion like good old Castle Harrington.” That jostled a laugh out of Steve, who saw ample opportunity to wipe his tear-stained cheek on the shoulder of Eddie’s T-shirt. 

“Are you regretting the wardrobe choices yet?” Steve tugged on the hem of his black shirt.

“Absolutely not.” it was a barefaced lie, he was boiling to death and in desperate need of something to drink as soon as possible. But it was the principle of the thing. He had a standard to uphold. He flagged down a passing member of staff (a cast member Steve had pointed out as they had gotten to the hotel, his nose in the guidebook the kids had bought them) and asked them to take a picture with the camera that Jonathan had lent them for the trip. The woman didn’t even blink as Eddie pulled Steve into his side as they posed before the train station. She wished them a magical day as she returned the camera and Eddie dragged Steve towards the Tunnels under the train station and onto Main Street USA, not as scared to keep Steve a little closer to his side.

Eddie had seen nothing like it before, the adverts on the T. v, and the guidebook didn’t do it justice at all, they hadn’t even been in the park two seconds before Steve had dragged him towards something. 

There was so much to take in, the other-worldly-ness of it was overpowering, and considering Eddie had been stuck in a hell dimension for a good while there that was saying something. Everything was so bright, and as they made their way up towards the honest to god fairytale castle, sounds and smells overwhelmed the senses, Eddie wasn’t sure where to look first. 

Steve was yapping away, flicking through his guidebook, they had picked up a map as they had passed under the station, and Eddie had been tasked with navigating, making a big production of folding the map out as much as he could and wafting it in front of both their faces.

“So what do you want to do first.” he asked as they reached an area on the map labelled with ‘hub,’ “If we go Left we have Pirates and a river adventure, if we go right we have the future. Straight ahead and you can punch a prince in the face, steal his horse and his title for charming.” 

“What do you want to do?” Steve looked so awestruck Eddie wasn't sure he wasn't about to burst into tears again. 

“I say we go buckle some swashes, plus they sell ice Cream over in ‘adventure land’” (he did the air quotes, earning him an annoyed tisk from a woman carrying a child that had stopped next to them ) 

Soon they each had a dole whip float, and Eddie couldn't help but laugh as Steve ended up with a scoop of ice cream stuck to the end of his nose as he attempted to retrieve his straw from the mountain of Pineapple Juice and soft serve.

After they had cooled down, they joined the line for the Jungle Cruise; he did not know what to expect, but it wasn’t the dry sarcastic deadpan humour of the Skipper of the little boat. The jokes were Hopper level dad jokes, and by the time they had reached the eighth wonder of the world (the back side of water), they had both almost fallen in with laughing so hard. 

“Well, at least if everything else fails Mike can get a job working for the Jungle Navigation company.” Steve pointed at the fake flyers on the way out of the queue advertising for staff.

They stuck to the shade as they made their way towards the next ride, only pausing to watch as Chip and Dale wandered past them (‘Jesus imagine if Wayne had gotten chipmunks that size stuck in the roof?’ ‘Are they a couple? Or is it a Burt and Earnie situation?’ Dustin would know he knows everything ) 

“What the hell is a Handwitch and why do I want one?”

It turned out to be a sandwich served as a cone, and ended up in a debate on if Argyle had anything to do with the monstrosity that had just been devoured. It lasted all the way until they got into the delightful air conditioning of the pirate line. The ride building was cold, and there was a strange smell in the air, but they were thankful for it as they ventured further and further into the darkness. As they loaded into another boat, they took the back row, Eddie feeling emboldened by the darkness twisted his hand together with Steve as their boat took off on a voyage. 

Dead men tell no tales.

Eddie lent in close to Steve’s ear “Dunno I thought it was one of my better skills.” 

“Think you have to stay dead, you came back and haven’t shut up since.”

We wants the redhead.

“Isn’t that Birdie’s battle cry?”

Here doggy doggy doggy 

“That dog is guarding those keys like I guard the last shred of my sanity around the rugrats.” 

"Well, now I have a massive need to see you dressed as a pirate" Steve teased as they jumped out of the boat at the other end. 

"Well, they sell tricorns and swords in the gift shop so it can be arranged" 

Walking into frontier land Eddie couldn't help but make a beeline for the cowboys selling hats near some construction walls. He tried not to appreciate the man in the chaps but he was only human. 

 "If I buy a pirate hat, you need a cowboy hat or that Davy Crockett hat." He pointed to the one next to the popcorn maker. 

"That very specific one? Is there something you want to share with the class Munson?" 

"Not where impressionable ears can hear Harrington." He wiggled his eyebrows and Steve reached for his wallet. By the time they got on the rollercoaster, Steve had the fake raccoon hat pulled down over his hair and Eddie had dashed back to buy the tricorn he had seen in the last land. As they rode up the lift hill, he leant into Steve " You heard the man darlin' best remove em…" 

"Think they meant hats and glasses baby, keep it in your pants, I know you can restrain yourself till we get back to the hotel." Yet Steve still shimmied a little closer along the bench seat knocking his knees playfully against Eddie’s, the skin on skin contact where their knees met was enough to make Eddie reach out and touch, resting his hand on Steve’s bare knee as they looked out at the world around them. The castle looked just as pretty from the back, and the sight of a steamboat thrilled Eddie almost as much as the train. He was so distracted he didn’t even see the first drop coming. 

 The coaster was a little wilder than the pop-up ones at the Hawkins fair and Eddie was happy that Steve gripped his hand as they took the second drop because Eddie was almost sure he was about to see the dole whip in reverse. 

He declined the chocolate-covered bacon, happy to let Steve indulge in his abomination on a stick. Seeking shelter from the midday sun they dropped into a show, the way Steve's face lit up when he turned to Eddie and whispered "These bears all talk like you and Wayne after too many whiskeys" earned the younger man a dig in the ribs. 

After getting photos with the country bears (they also liked Steve's hat.) Eddie all but dragged Steve towards the ominous-looking Mansion.

 "Nope, I've changed my mind, you need to get one of these maid outfits" Steve whispered as they stepped into more darkness the doors closed behind them and a looming voice began taking from the darkness.

Steve pressed in closer as the room began to seemingly stretch around them. Eddie almost missed the door opening as he tried to work out how they had achieved the effect, it definitely felt like the room was stretching, and it disorientated him as they followed the crowd out onto the loading platform. 

Eddie was already convinced that this was some of the coolest shit he had ever seen even before they were loaded into their doom buggies.

" Is this going to be scary?" Steve whispered. 

"I doubt you're going to shit your pants if that's what you're worried about, baby, you can hold my hand if you need to."  

Steve did just that, content to watch Eddie as he tried not to miss anything as they progressed from room to room. 

By the time they had gotten to the ballroom, Steve was leaning forward just as much as he was, eyes blown wide as he took it all in. 

By the time they had ditched their hitchhiking ghosts and emerged blinking back into the sunlight, both of them were trying to work out how they had managed the effects. 

"Again? " Steve asked as they passed a carriage with a ghost horse. 

"Again." 

By the time they had been around four times, Eddie was sure he had worked out how they had achieved the ghost effects in the ballroom and could recite the opening monologue of the ride from memory. (quietly so as not to annoy anyone else, he wasn't a monster.) 

"I don't think I want a ghost following us home." Eddie lamented as Steve finally pulled them away from the ride and towards a churro cart.  

"After Vecna, a ghost would be easy to deal with, I mean, El would sort them out if they really miss behaved, we could teach them to fold laundry or something useful.," Steve licked the cinnamon and sugar off his fingers, and paired with the beaver hat he still had pulled down over his head, it was giving Eddie ideas. 

"You're thinking if a poltergeist, like Beetlejuice babe, ghosts can't touch stuff." 

"Who?"

"Beetlejuice?" 

"Beetlewho?"

"I see what you're doing and that's not gonna work, plus Universal is up the street, play your cards right and I might take you to meet the ghost with the most, but only if you're a good boy." 

"If I drag you on 'the happiest little cruise to ever sail' will I get marked down?" 

Eddie tried not to be charmed by the tiny dancing figures but every so often he would see one that reminded him of the kids and he would point them out to Steve and laugh. There were only so many times he could hear the syrupy sounds of "It's a small world " before he wanted to shove his fingers in his ears. 

"Someone sold their soul to the devil to write that tune. It's going to be stuck in my head forever." 

And when Steve dragged him across the path towards Peter Pan, Eddie found himself humming the tune, if it got stuck in his brain he was going to make it everyone else's problem. 

They got a few funny looks as they waited for their pirate ship to take them to Neverland, and even more scandalised looks when Steve loudly started talking about how Peter Pan reminded him of Eddie. 

"Yeah well unlike Peter I came back from the dead, at least I get the chance to grow up." 

"Disgracefully?"

"Naturally, is there any other way?" He wrapped his arm around Steve, in the dark surrounded by mermaids and pirates, it felt safe to be themselves for a moment or two. Steve sank into it, not really watching the dark rides story as they passed, and still humming 'It's a small world ' as they traversed through the stars. 

Steve looked in his element as Eddie hammed it up, fantasyland was more his speed. 

It reminded him of the Renaissance fairs he would go to, the cast members all dressed in fantasy outfits and there was an honest to god replica of the sword in the stone, both of them tried to pull it from the rock only to have the little blonde girl behind them in the line have it slide out right out.

"No more King Harrington, this is a momentous day! Let's celebrate by going round in circles on the fancy painted horses, I'm sure that will in no way make us throw up." Eddie dragged them to the thankfully short line for the carousel. 

"This might not but the tea cups will most definitely make you hurl." Steve pointed to the viciously spinning pastel monstrosities, and Eddie regretted the churro choices immediately.

Eddie posed on his horse Steve snapped a photo and passed the camera over to Eddie to get one of his own. He looked stunning in the mid-afternoon sun, even with the stupid hat. Eddie waited until he got a genuine smile before he hit the shutter, he knew this one was going on the wall. 

Eddie was trying to work out what Disney's deal was with boats and things that spin. It seemed to be a running theme, so after being thrown around in a teacup and then going around in circles on the back of a flying elephant, he was happy to be climbing into a bucket and taking the skyway into the future. At least that just went in a straight line.

They took photos in front of Space Mountain and then joined the line. Steve had his guidebook out again, pulled out of his fanny pack where he was holding things for safekeeping. His eyes kept darting from the guide to the space theme around them and he started going into details about space. 

"I didn't think this was your kind of thing?" Eddie asked, leaning against the icy wall. 

"Space? I was obsessed with it when I was little, I wanted to be an astronaut. But Dad said it wasn't a realistic dream. So sports it was. Still, find it fascinating. Just don’t tell Dustin." 

"How is it, after all this time I'm still discovering things about you?" Eddie sighed lovingly, he was a sucker for excited nerd Steve, and he was almost at peak adorable as he climbed into the seat before Eddie, pulling off his hat and shoving it in the basket before him Steve looked stupidly happy. Shoving his own hat into the compartment he pulled down the lap bar already sure he was going to hate this ride with a burning passion. He didn’t disappoint himself with that estimation, by the time he had got to the other side he had decided space just wasn’t for him. 

Steve wanted to go on again, so Eddie hunted out the smoking area, and people watched. A family with their little kids clambering to get to the next ride caught his eye. A little boy was tugging one of them away from the coffee stand and towards the petrol race cars. The older one was watching Eddie with a curious look.

Eddie couldn’t keep his eyes off the family, two little boys and their dads, he hadn’t been sure at first, but then he caught the way the men looked at each other and he KNEW, that's the way he and Steve looked at each other. Here in the Happiest place on earth, the little family were being themselves and Eddie found himself longing for something he never thought he would ever have. 

Steve emerged from the gift shop just as Eddie was stubbing his cigarette out, and Eddie wanted to follow the family. It was making him think things, things that involved Steve feeding a little person at 3 am as he sang quietly to them both. 

As Robin called it ‘the free-roaming queers’ had opened something in his heart. He just wanted to see that someone out there like them had made a family from the scraps that society would allow them to have. That there was hope for him and Steve beyond hiding behind closed doors, and a fear that one day one of them wouldn’t come walking back through the door. 

Steve gladly followed Eddie’s lead, climbing into the tiny cars that stank of petrol, they were in the car directly behind one of the other men and one of the kids, and Eddie couldn’t help but keep glancing at them, willing Steve to understand. He knew he had jumped several steps, but his heart wanted what his heart wanted, he just had to hope Steve wanted the same thing. 

 And as they reached the end of the circuit and they waited to exit, Steve caught up with the situation. 

 And as they reached the end of the circuit and they waited to exit, Steve caught up. 

The blonde man walked over and helped his partner out of the car, Steve caught sight of the rings, and the two kids and he made an audible sound that made the Blonde man turn sharply to look at them. 

The Blonde’s face changed from anger to understanding, as Eddie reached out and wrapped his hand around Steve’s wanting to signal they weren’t a threat. 

The couple smiled and waved to them as they left, and Steve gave a weak wave back, he looked as if he were about to cry. 

“Ok, baby?”

“Yeah, just… yeah.” he wasn’t but Eddie didn’t want to push it, moving him quietly towards the people mover, he didn’t speak, they just took their seat side by side as they moved around the track. As they entered the dark of space mountain Steve found his hand again. 

“They had kids,” he whispered quietly into Eddie’s ear. “Can we have kids?”

“You can have anything you want sweetheart, all you have to do is ask.”

“No, that’s not… I mean maybe it is but, I thought-”

“-It’s complicated, but nothing stopping us. But maybe this is a conversation we should have when we can actually see each other,”

He felt rather than saw Steve nodding, knowing his face was screwed up in that adorable way that made Eddie want to push the crease out from between his brows and kiss it better. 

But as the daylight returned as they exited the tunnel all he saw was the adoration on the other man’s face. 

From then on they saw that family almost everywhere in the park. And when Eddie finally got to go on his steam train, the older boy climbed into the row with them. His dad nodded from the row ahead, acknowledging it was fine.

It was like Dustin had climbed aboard the train, and Eddie found himself talking at length about the way the engine worked, the entire time he could feel Steve watching him, he knew that if he looked up, he would be blown away by how gorgeous his boyfriend looked right now, he always lit up whenever Eddie was like this with people’s kids.

When they jumped off the train Oliver, as he had introduced himself, was still explaining the finer point of pistons to Eddie. His Dad’s walked over coming to a stop next to Steve.

“I hope he wasn’t too much of a pest.” the dark-haired one asked.

“Absolutely not, Eddie was going to wax poetic about trains, he might as well do it to someone who will appreciate it.” Steve smiled at Oliver, his little brother was now asleep in the Blonde man's arms. 

“He’s been asking to come to talk to your husband since you got off space mountain, he wanted to know where you got the Raccoon hat.” The dark-haired man said to Eddie, and it only threw him slightly to hear Steve referred to as his husband, he found he didn’t hate it at all “He’s obsessed with Davy Crockett, I mean you can’t blame him.” 

“It’s the arms right?” Eddie grinned as Steve blushed slightly aware that he was being objectified but preening like the peacock he was. 

"We got it over next to big thunder, because someone is incredibly predictable." He said nudging Eddie with his hip. 

"Says the man who wanted me to buy this pirate hat" Eddie defended himself, almost forgetting they were in public. Almost. He was well aware the poster family for all American wholesome were judging them from the steps. He remembered where he was seconds before he went to flip them the bird. Settling for a little wave instead. 

"Well Oliver, say bye to the nice couple, we have dinner booked." The dark-haired man said, nudging Oliver to shake both their hands.  

"Nice to meet you Mr Eddie, dad and pops say I must always be a gentleman." 

"I think our Dustin could do with learning some manners like you." Eddie said, grasping Oliver's hand and shaking. Steve lent down and did the same. As they waved goodbye Eddie heard Oliver exclaim to his fathers ' Dustin has two dads too, awesome.'

When Eddie looked at Steve again, he could see he was on the verge of tears again. 

It was shaping up to be an emotional day. They said nothing to each other as they hunted out food, settling onto the grass by the castle to eat the foot-long hotdogs they had purchased. Steve was ruminating on something, sunglasses now tucked away as the sun dropped beyond the horizon. 

Eddie waited, he had learned a long time ago that rushing Steve wasn't the best idea; he got to things in his own time, even it he was likely to torture himself over it for a while first. 

 Eventually as the surrounding hub filled, Steve moved closer, leaning into Eddie's side as if he didn't care they were in public. Eddie was damn sure he wasn't bothered. 

"That man called me your husband, and you didn't correct him." Steve was staring at the castle. It was as if it scared him to look across at Eddie. 

"That's because I didn't want to." Eddie was glad his voice hadn't faltered, he didn't want Steve to have any doubt in this. "I'd marry you in an instant, you know that right?" 

Steve did look at him then. Not even pretending to hide the tears pooling in his eyes now. He nodded. 

"I'm not a cliché Harrington, You aren't getting me on my knees in front of this castle. But when we get home? No going all Paranoid again if I start sneaking about ok?" 

"Maybe I'll ask you first, did you think about that Munson?" 

“Well I don’t see any losers in that situation, and I mean, I did organise you the most kick ass metal holiday ever, I mean It’s about time you did some work.” Steve had the decency to look offended but still twisted his hand into Eddie’s as the lights around them dimmed and the music started playing from the speakers. 

As the night sky filled with fireworks and the crowd oohed and aahed at the explosions above the castle, Eddie held Steve closer in the darkness. 

#stranger things #steddie #writing prompt #steveddie #steve harrington #steve x eddie #eddie/steve #eddie munson #projecting on to eddie because i can

[gunsatthaphan]

~ Monthly BL Breakdown: September 2023 ~ 

👻 Happy October!!! 🎃

Disclaimer: ALL shows can be streamed here or here, as well as on Youtube and other platforms. For more info on where to watch what, check out this post! 

New breakdowns are coming at the end of every month - feel free to add stuff!  -> previous breakdowns

What came out this month? (green = seen/currently watching)

🌟 Senior Love Me? Season 2 - September 1st (Thailand) 🌟 Naughty Babe - September 2nd (Thailand) ✅ 🌟 Venus in the Sky - September 2nd (Thailand) 🌟 Marry Go Round - September 3rd (Thailand) 🌟 Where Your Eyes Linger (movie version with added scenes + commentary) - September 5th (South Korea) 🌟 Y Star Challenge (reality show) - September 8th (Thailand)

🌟 The Promise: Honeymoon Lost and Found - September 9th (Thailand) 🌟 Our Story - September 9th (Philippines) 🌟 Rerun (starring PP Krit) - September 13th (Thailand) 🌟 You Are Mine - September 15th (Taiwan) 🌟 Bump Up Business - September 15th (South Korea) 🌟 Wedding Plan Special Episode - September 16th (Thailand) ✅ 🌟 Right Time, Right You - September 17th (Thailand) 🌟 Kimi ni wa Todokanai (I Can't Reach You) - September 27th (Japan) 🌟 Bon Appetit - September 27th (South Korea) 🌟 Absolute Zero - September 27th (Thailand)

Monthly likes/dislikes

❣️ Naughty Babe - I'm loving this so much lol it's so silly but the comedy is so brilliant and so far I'm enjoying it more than Cutie Pie lol. The story is interesting and MaxNat's acting has improved a lot since CP which is nice. Definitely an unexpected nice little gem and also a band-aid for the soul after the OF-trauma every Saturday dskjhf

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New series & movie announcements

🎥 Like - Date TBA (South Korea)

🎥 Live in Love - Date TBA (Thailand)

🎥 Spirit Reborn - Date TBA (Thailand)

🎥 Red Peafowl (starring Max N., Mek J., Boun N., Gun N., Yacht S., LongFrank & others) - Date TBA (Thailand)

🎥 Couple or Not - Date TBA (China)

🎥 Ossan's Love Season 3 - Coming January 2024 (Japan)

🎥 The Luminous Begins (Prequel to The Luminious Solution, starring Kaownah Kittipat) - Coming December 2023

Other news from the BL world

❗️ The upcoming Thai adaption of Cherry Magic will premiere in November as confirmed by the cast. The airing date has yet to be announced.

❗️ Actor Est Ravipon (LBC2, Naughty Babe) joined GMMTV.

❗️ The upcoming Thai BL 4 Minutes has been announced to air in early 2024. One of the main actors, Bible W., disclosed that shooting will begin in October and run until December. Several months back his acting partner Build J. dropped out of the production as a result of a defamation scandal. Further details, such as a recast for his role, as well as an airing date, are unknown.

❗️ Santa and Earth (My Only 12%) and EarthMix (ATOTS, MLC) respectively announced that they will be having another project together in 2024. Details are unknown.

❗️ GMMTV actor Gun Atthaphan won an award for "Outstanding Asian Star" at this year's Seoul International Drama Awards.

❗️ This year's GMMTV 2024 lineup event will take place on October 17th.

❗️ The cast for the upcoming Korean BL Jazz For Two was revealed: Song Han Gyeom (OMEGA X), Kim Jin Kwon & Ko Jae Hyun (To My Star), Byun Sung Tae (Happy Merry Ending) will be the main cast.

❗️ A third season for the Japanesse BL Ossan's Love was announced for January 2024.

❗️ At their event "Always More", WeTV announced their 2024 lineup. The following BL productions are included:

Monster Next Door

I Saw You In My Dream (WeTV x DeeHup)

Me And Who (WeTV x Domundi)

Knock Knock Boys (starring Seng W., Best V. and others)

❗️ MeMindY announced their next 2 BL projects:

Love Sea (adapted from an unreleased novel) - Coming 2024

Boy Next World (universe travel plot) - Coming 2024

Both series are adaptions from Mame's novels and will air in 2024. Earlier, FortPeat (Love in the Air) confirmed in a press conference that they will star in another one of Mame's projects, which led fans to believing they will appear in one of the 2 projects, along with BossNoeul. The official cast reveals will take place on October 3rd and 5th.

Upcoming series & movies for October

👉🏻 Sasaki to Miyano - October 1st (Japan, Netflix release)

👉🏻 If It's With You aka Even If I Fall In Love With You - October 5th (Japan)

👉🏻 What Did You Eat Yesterday? Season 2 - October 6th (Japan)

👉🏻 Lucky Love - October 15th (Thailand)

👉🏻 GMMTV2024 lineup event + press conference - October 17th (Thailand)

👉🏻 One Room Angel (manga adaption) - October 19th (Japan)

👉🏻 The Camp Fire - October 29th (Thailand)

👉🏻 Shadow - October 31st (Thailand)

👉🏻 Boys Like Boys (dating reality show) - October TBA (Taiwan)

👉🏻 Bump Up Business - October TBA (South Korea)

#doreens monthly bl breakdown #thai bl #bl drama #upcoming bl #update #bl news #bro the way just say yes i not part of the new mame lineup...... i have no words #like if its not happening then at least tell us???? #so we can stop waiting + hoping like idiots #im so mad #but anyway #I'm heavily side-eying this knock knock boys business cuz like 💀💀💀 what in the world lmao #didnt think seng would go back to bl but here we are #im gonna tune in for sure #such a random cast #im in #reminds me of youre my king #which was disaster #but this looks kinda good lmao

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Happy International Asexuality Day! Celebrate with 10 Ace Characters!

Duck Prints Press, an aroace-owned small press, would love you to join us in celebrating International Asexuality Day, today, April 6th, 2023! We publish a range of works featuring queer characters from across the LGBTQIA+ spectrum, so of course that includes stories with asexual characters. Come, read their stories!

No One Right Way by R. L. Houck (erotica featuring a sex-positive asexual main character!)

“On Not Going to Parties” by Stephen G. Krueger, in the anthology He Bears the Cape of Stars (a short story featuring an asexual character in a queerplatonic relationship!)

“Bånd” by Florence Vale, in the anthology Add Magic to Taste (a short story featuring an asexual character finding an accepting significant other!)

Fortune Favors Felines by R. L. Houck (erotica featuring an asexual dom and their adoring sub!)

Two short stories – “The Journal of Don Pedro: Or, The Straights Are At It Again” by Nova Mason and “find ourselves unstuck” by nottesilhouette – and an art work – “Melancholy” by Joshua Beeking – in the anthology And Seek (Not) to Alter Me: Queer Fanworks Inspired by William Shakespeare’s Much Ado About Nothing (two short stories feature asexual Don Pedro looking in from the outside at his friends’ relationship shenanigans, the other is in a modern setting and stars ace!Hero!)

Let the Solstice Come by D. V. Morse (starring an aroace character who really just want a good meal and a solid night of sleep!)

Commit to the Kick by Tris Lawrence (a novel about an aro main character and his ace best friend!)

Puppetry by Nina Waters (a novelette with an ace magical robot and her equally ace bff and their not-officially-a-qpr-but-it’s-a-qpr happy ending!)

Bonus! We’ve got an eleventh title coming soon! The forthcoming twin flame by nottesilhouette, which will be published on our website on April 15th, 2023, tells of an ace character and their friends-to-lovers relationship with their best friend!

It’s a great day to read an ace story! Happy International Asexuality Day, everyone!

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