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ramp-it-up · 10 months

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Sugar Sugar

Summary: You chose Bucky. But now he’s going 5000 miles away. And you were not consulted. Steve is right there and it’s his birthday. The competition isn’t over.

Word Count: 2.5K

Pairings: College grad Steve x Grad School Reader; College grad Bucky x Grad School Reader (Not Stucky); Various Marvel MCU Characters (in same age except for Stark) x Reader (platonic)

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. Not Beta’d. Read at your own risk. Roommate au, S MUT! Lovers quarrel before action starts, angst, flirting, Tony being Tony, lowkey voyeurism, a lil bit of fluff. drinking, flirting, crushes, an unsanctioned birthday picnic, ‘borrowed’ champagne, birthday “kisses” 😏, oral s ex (f receiving), cheating (maybe. possibly)

A/N: This is a sequel to last year’s Sugar. I know! 😫 I hope you like it.

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You were sipping your blueberry tequila smash and staring moodily across the water. It was supposed to be a festive day and an even better night, but that insanely handsome and inconsiderate roommate/boyfriend of yours ruined it all.

Or rather, you ruined it, thinking that you would be any different than any of the other girls he’d smashed and passed on. So what it had lasted a year? Bucky was leaving you now, so cheers to wasted time.

You downed the rest of your drink in one gulp as you thought to get another when someone cleared their throat beside you.

You glanced over to see your boss standing beside you, resplendent in a white suit and sunglasses. You straightened up and ran your free hand over your white mini sundress with blue polka dots and greeted him.

“Oh! Hello, Mr. Stark. This party is so nice. Great way to celebrate the Fourth!”

You plastered on a fake smile and aimed it at him. He smiled back at you.

“Cut the shit, Sugar. I know you’re not that happy. I saw you and Barnes had words and he stalked out. I warned you about fraternization.”

Your stomach dropped and you just knew that you would be fired and kicked out of Stark house, losing your graduate fellowship. Shit. Stark knew everything, even the nickname that your roommates, Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers had given you.

“Oh that? That was nothing, just a roommate disagreement.”

Stark leaned in. He smelled good. Real good. He smelled….rich.

“Listen. That rule is not because I mind co-workers getting it on…”

He paused and winked at you, and instead of being creepy, it was funny, so you laughed.

“It’s because most people, especially young people like you, can’t do it without all the feels.”

He nodded and you turned to see Wanda and Vis sneaking off around the house, hand in hand.

“That’s going to lead to heartbreak,” he said, indicating the sneaky couple.

Then looked you in the eyes.

“And you’re going to be all twisted up into knots between those two grunts if you’re not careful.”

You looked at him quizzically.

“Two grunts?”

Stark sighed and raised his hand.

“You need to lay off the red, white, and blue drinks, Sugar.”

He looked you up and down and you don’t know if it was the drinks, but you weren’t mad at him. He was kind of charming.

“Barnes and Rogers. Part of the reason I keep you around, besides the fact that your IQ is within 20 points of mine, is the increased productivity around them when you are together. Competition is a wonderful thing for business.”

When the server appeared, he grabbed an elegant looking red drink.

“But lately productivity is falling. Hence Barnes’ new offer. It had to be done, Sugar. Now we all can concentrate on the work ahead.”

You frowned at what he was saying, not giving voice to your feelings on that subject. Stark sighed again and shook his head as he handed the drink to you, despite what he said earlier.

“Kir Royale.”

You accepted it and took a sip. Then you looked up at Stark. You were beginning to think that he might have been pretty cute when he was younger.

“I was Sugar, and I’m a handsome devil now.”

You gasped and put your hand over your mouth as he winked and walked away, not knowing you’d said that out loud. You watched him walk away as he commented over his shoulder.

“Nice dress, Sugar. It’s making several people all hard, soft, and wet.”

You gasped again, looking down. The dress covered everything, and you didn’t know what he was talking about. You turned toward the river and the afternoon sun again, finally realizing.

The sun was shining through your dress and everyone behind you could see everything you had to offer. And you hadn’t worn any underwear because you came with Bucky.

You quickly made your way down the lawn to the edge of the hedge maze to put the greenery at your back and to watch the water in privacy. Irritation was on the edge of your brain, but the drinks were making everything mellow.

So what, your boyfriend had accepted a position in Romania for a year?

So what, you couldn’t go with because you’d won a coveted Stark fellowship that extended your housing and salary into while you studied in graduate school at NYU?

So what, Bucky didn’t consult you before committing himself?

So what, you were an idiot who thought you could have happily ever after?

You jumped at a noise behind you. You wheeled around and were stopped in your tracks.

“Hey Sugar.”

Steve was there, with a strange look on his face, but his bright blue shirt was making those eyes pop.

“Oh. Hullo Steve.”

You pouted at him and he almost fell to his knees.

Things had been different with you and Steve since you and Bucky had gotten together last year. You were still friends, but he kept you at arms length. You didn’t think much about it, because you’d been wrapped up in your relationship, but as you looked at him now, the guilt hit you full force.

“Oh shit, Cap! It’s your birthday!”

His Lacrosse moniker flew from your lips as you threw yourself into his arms for a hug. Steve was caught off guard and stumbled backward, but managed to break your fall with his body. His hard body.

“Thank you. You remembered.”

You were both laughing as you untangled from each other on the ground.

“Of course I did! I’m your bestie, right?”

You gave him your bightest smile.

“Bestie. Right.”

Steve thought of the innocent kiss you’d shared last year. He thought of it every day, in fact. But you were Bucky’s girl. He looked at you and grinned. You made him so happy. You and Bucky were his only family, so he was glad to be with you today, if only for a moment.

“I see you were trying to be alone. I’ll leave you be.”

The sight of you made him weak, so he made to leave before he said something stupid. Then, he felt your hand grab his.

“Just where do you think you’re going, Mister?”

“Ummm…?”

“Um, nothing! We’re going to celebrate your birthday in style, Bestie.”

Your eyes sparkled at him.

“Are you ready for your reconnaissance mission?”

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20 minutes later, you and Steve met in the same place, behind the hedges. He’d completed his mission with table cloth and a box full of some hor’s d'oeuvres from the party. Steve had charmed one of the servers in the kitchen.

He took you in, a mischievous look on your face and your arms behind your back. Your nipples were pointed right at him through your dress and his mouth went dry.

“What do you have there?”

Steve’s deep baritone and his raised eyebrow did something to you, but you shook it off as you brought your hands in front of you. Steve barked at your audacity.

You’d swiped a bottle of Stark’s Bollinger Vieilles Vignes Françaises from the bar and the entire top to the strawberry and blueberry five tier sponge cake that was on the buffet.

“Only the best for my bestie!”

Steve shook his head at you as you set up the picnic.

You and Steve talked like you hadn’t in over a year. You ate and drank and just relaxed, bringing your old vibe back. Everything was perfect, even the beginning sunset across the water.

Until Steve complimented your dress.

“This is nice.”

He took it in his hand to feel the fabric, bushing his fingertips along your thigh. You shivered and looked down at his hand, leaving Steve to marvel at your eyelashes across your cheeks. Then, you looked back up at him and reached up to feel his beard.

“So is this. Been meaning to tell you.”

Steve’s new-ish whiskers were somehow stiff, but soft, and you let your fingertips linger against his face, eyes drawn to his lips, made even more red by the strawberries off the cake. You licked yours unconsciously, thinking of that 7 minutes in heaven last summer.

“So… what do you want for your birthday?”

You reluctantly withdrew your hand from his face and sat back on your knees, hands on your thighs. For some reason, that made Steve hot and bothered. He considered you.

“Today has been great. The food, the drink, the cake.”

He grinned.

“”Great’, but not ‘Perfect.’”

You cocked your head at him and Steve wanted his hands on you.

“What would make it perfect?”

Steve grabbed the bottle of champagne and took a swig because you hadn’t gotten any glasses.

“It’ll never happen.”

Your interest was piqued.

“Never say never, Cap.”

Was Steve drunk, or was your voice more sultry? He shook his head, partially to clear it, and partially in denial.

“I think I can say never with confidence on this one.”

You got up on your knees and grabbed his arm.

“C’mon, please, please, please! It’s your birthday. I’ll do anything to make it happen, pleaaaseeeee!”

You bouncing up and down begging on your knees made Steve’s reserve snap.

“I want to kiss you.”

You stopped moving and your mouth hinged open. Then you licked your lips.

“Ummmmmm….”

“That’s what I thought.”

Steve took another swig.

“Can’t do that. You’re Buck’s girl…”

Your reticence evaporated at the mention of James Barnes.

“Fuck Bucky.”

And you threw yourself at Steve, causing him to drop the bottle, then blindly feel for it, making sure it was upright before pulling you into his lap.

The kiss was less innocent than the first, all lips, tongues and teeth, even biting as Steve sought to possess you. You found yourself grinding on Steve’s bulge as year old memories of what his casually swinging roommate cock looked like flashed through your mind.

Then you stopped, moved off Steve’s lap and lay back on the table cloth, eyes closed and hand on your heaving chest.

“That was great.”

You chuckled and smiled, eyes still closed. You missed Steve’s eyes roaming over your prone body.

“Great, but not perfect?”

“I wasn’t talking about kissing you on those lips….”

Your eyes flew open the now dark sky and you turned your head to see Steve lying next to you, a pained look on his face.

“Steve…”

“I know… but… damn Sugar… I’m down bad for you. Always have been.”

You looked into those baby blues and you knew it was true.

“I….”

Instead of saying what you wanted to say, you shifted and pulled your dress up slowly, causing Steve’s eyes to follow every move, and an unconscious groan to escape from his lips. When you revealed your naked core to him, he got up on his knees.

“We’ve got to make your birthday perfect, now don’t we?”

Steve gulped.

“Oh, Sugar…Sugar…”

He looked up at you, eyes dilated.

“You sure…?”

“Kiss me, Stevie…”

You let your leg fall open, and Steve’s hands were on you, pulling you toward him as he leaned down toward your naked bottom. He put his hand under your thigh and propped it up and over his shoulder.

His hot breath against your pussy lips made you shudder. He looked up at you.

“I knew you’d be pretty everywhere.”

You smiled and put your hand in his hair, scratching his scalp.

“You’re so nice, Steve.”

He raised his eyebrow.

“Nice? I’ll show you nice.”

And he leaned down and liked your pussy, tongue sweeping into your sweet tang and setting his world on fire.

“Fucking delicious…”

“Languagggeeeeee… Stevie, fuck!”

You couldn’t handle it as he dove in and pulled and sucked your clit like taffy candy

Steve chuckled, then looked up at what he was doing to you. Your head was thrown back, one hand still grabbing his hair and the other on your breast.

“Look at me.”

You brought your head up to see him and then gasped as he spit on your pussy and then licked it up.

“Shit, Steve…”

His mouth had disappeared into your cunt as you replied.

“T-ththat wasn’t very nice. In fact…”

You had to stop speaking because now Steve had brought two thick fingers up and had entered your slick passage. The way he finger fucked you while sucking your clit made your eyes roll back in your head. You had his hair tight and the tighter you pulled, the more he groaned and licked you up.

You grunted through your orgasm, still cognizant that people might hear you.

After you came, Steve looked up at you and curled his fingers which were still inside you, making you slap your hand over your mouth as you keened behind it. That extended your orgasm and had you searching for air as Steve’s hand ran up your dress to squeeze your soft breasts.

“That was great, Sugar. But you know what would be perfect?”

You knew knew what was coming next.

You thought.

“If you rode my face and came in my mouth.”

“Oh.”

You were sure that you looked like a fish the way your mouth stayed open in surprise.

You were sexy as hell to Steve Rogers.

He moved smoothly down to the ground and you took in the tent that was made through his khaki pants. You were a little disappointed. You wanted him inside you.

Steve chuckled and reached out his arms, grabbing for you.

“C’mere, Sugar, bring me that sweet, sweet sugary cream.”

You blushed, despite the debauchery you just participated in, and allowed yourself to be pulled up to Steve’s chest, your skirt fanning around him as he hooked his arms around your thighs and moved your skirt up for access.

“Now, I want you to sit on my face.”

“That handsome face with that big ass tongue?”

You used to tease him about it all the time.

Steve smiled and nodded.

“Ummmhmmmm.”

He stuck his tongue out and wiggled it.

“The better to eat you with, my dear.”

Then he turned and kissed your thigh. Next, his blue eyes bore into yours.

“Now, bring that ass here…”

You couldn’t help but obey as you raised up on your thighs and scooted up as he scooted down. He pulled you down so that you were seated perfectly on his face, his tongue spearing inside you. His hands held you apart as next he did a swirly thing and also a full lick from the top to the bottom of you, all the while watching you.

All shyness disappeared as soon you were grabbing his hair again and undulating on his mouth. Steve nodded and groaned, which encouraged you to go for the gold.

“Oh, my god, Steve…”

You fucked yourself on his face as he sucked and tweaked your clit, listening to his moans of pleasure. The thought that this is what he wanted to do on his birthday was getting you off.

Oh, and the stunning cunnilingus that this man was performing on you helped as well.

At first you thought it was your orgasm, but the fireworks that were lighting up the sky wasn’t from your own climax, but the thousands of dollars Stark paid for them. You allowed yourself to scream as you squirted into Steve’s mouth, and you collapsed over him as he scooted out, flipped up your skirt and licked you clean.

You lay shivering on the ground watching the lights in the sky as Steve lay down beside you and viewed the fireworks with you.

He pulled you into his arms as you whispered, “What about that?”

You wiggled your bottom against his boner.

“That will get taken care of, one way or another.”

Steve leaned up and kissed your cheek.

“Right now, this moment is perfect.”

You smiled and relaxed, thinking that what you had given Steve was also a gift to yourself.

Stars sparked in the sky as you snuggled into Steve’s arms and Bucky turned away from the hedge, heading toward Romania.

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Happy birthday again, Steve!

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forwritingwork · 10 months

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Happy birthday to the prettiest boy

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Happy Birthday, Captain - (2022)

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stucky-headcanon-bot · 10 months

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togrowoldinv · 10 months

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Happy Birthday, Cap

Steve Rogers x Reader

You help Steve celebrate his birthday by waking him up with a bang

Warnings: Smut! 18+ please! Kissing, cursing, oral (S receiving), captain kink

Note: Happy bday to (America)’s ass! I got a little carried away considering this is the first Steve fic I’ve written lol. Y’all enjoy it and to those that are celebrating enjoy the holiday!

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It wasn’t easy to convince Steve to relax. The man is always trying to save someone from something. He feels the weight of the world on his shoulders.

But if anyone can get the man to relax and enjoy himself it’s you.

Like any other day since you began dating, you wake up next to him. The muscles of his back are a perfect view to wake up to.

“Steve,” you whisper into the quiet room. The only other sound is the fan in the corner keeping you both cool in this summer heat.

He rolls over to face you, but his eyes remain closed. The reach of his hand finds you and pulls you closer.

“Good morning, sweetheart,” he says.

Finally opening his eyes, you look into them to find the softness you love.

“You know what today is, don’t you?” You ask him.

He pretends to think, furrowing his brow. You tap his chest lightly and he grins.

“It’s my birthday,” he sighs out.

“Why so glum about it, huh?” You know he has had a lot of birthdays now, so it’s not super fun for him to celebrate. But you wish he would relax and have a good day.

“It’s just another day,” Steve says. “I’ve got a few meetings.”

“Not anymore you don’t,” you say matter of factly. You kiss his cheeks and he shakes his head affectionately.

“You canceled them?” He asks. You nod in confirmation. “Of course you did.”

Steve shifts to lay on his back and you rest your chin on his chest, looking him over. He looks like his mind is wandering around. You move your hand slowly further down his body.

“Honey, I have to get up for work,” Steve says. His voice leaves room for a change of plans.

“I just told you work is canceled,” you say. “Come on, baby. I know you want a birthday present.”

Your hand finds his underwear waistband and slips under it just slightly. Barely touching him how he wants it.

“May I?” You ask him, playing into his love for manners.

“Go ahead, ma’am,” he agrees.

You grin and kiss down his chest and abs as you slip his underwear down his legs. His dick begins to get hard in your hand. You move your hand across the length.

He admitted to you once that it got bigger after he was given the serum but he’d always been well endowed. You believe it.

Once he gets hard, you begin to use your mouth to make him feel good as well.

“Oh, fuck y/n,” Steve moans.

You release him and take a breath.

“Such a dirty mouth, Cap. What would the rest of the team think?” You tease him.

Back to your ministrations on his dick, your hands move and your mouth works in tandem. You look at him as he sits up on his elbows. He wants to see this.

“Just like that, sweetheart,” he moans out. “Keep going.”

You keep up the movements for a few minutes before he’s practically in pain from holding back.

Releasing his dick from your mouth, you keep your hand in place as you lean up and kiss him. His tongue forces its way into your mouth. You moan in pleasure and he feels his hips stutter.

“Are you going to come for me, Captain?” You ask him. “Please sir.”

That does it for him. Steve comes hard. His cum lands between the two of you on his skin. You kiss him again and share a long hug.

“That was certainly the best way I’ve ever waken up,” Steve comments.

“Happy birthday, Steve. I love you,” you tell him.

“I love you too, y/n.”

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holylulusworld · 10 months

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G & CSP (3) - Captain Sassypants’ birthday gift

Summary: You kidnap your captain at his birthday.

Pairing/Ship: Steve Rogers x Villain!Reader

Characters: Reader’s minions, Tony Stark

Warnings: language, villain reader, sassy reader, banter, sexual tension, fun, kidnapping, fighting

<< Part 2

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“You can’t hide from me, Captain Sassypants,” you yell outside of the Avengers Tower. “Come out! Come out or I’ll storm into the tower and drag you out!! I’m ready to fight you again!”

“Hold on! Don’t move!” You cackle as Iron Man floats above you. “You will not enter our tower. Give up Goddess! I’m aiming at your head this time.”

“Dude, you look great in your oversized can.” You flick your wrist to smash Tony against the nearby car. “Stay out of my way, or I’ll turn you into a can for real. This is between me and Cappy.”

“CAPSICLE YOUR GIRLFRIEND IS HERE AND SHE’S ANGRY!” Tony yells. “Would you please pick her up and stop her from turning me into a can?”

Steve walks out of the tower, huffing as you chose his birthday for another battle.

“She’s not my girlfriend, Tony,” Steve mutters. “She’s…uh…”

“Aw, don’t be shy around your friends. You can tell them that you are deeply in love with me, Cappy,” you snicker. “It’s not a secret that you worship the ground I’m walking on.”

Steve ignores your sass. He’s not in the mood for another fight. “Y/N, what are you doing here? I thought we agreed on an armistice until we found Princess Minerva.”

“It’s not my fault your precious Black Widow let that bitch slip through her fingers. Minerva is on the run because of your friend’s incompetence. Now come here and be ready…”

You exasperate Steve with your attitude. He huffs and runs his fingers through his hair, messing it up a little.

“Cap, she does your superhero pose again,” Tony sighs. You still hold him against the car with your powers and he’s just done for today. “Talk to her. I don’t want to spend the day glued to a car.”

“Y/N, let Tony go. Whatever you want, it has nothing to do with Tony.”

Smirking you look at Tony Stark, the mighty Iron Man pinned to a car. “Fine. He can go,” you snarl at Steve. “For now. If he tries to interfere, I’ll snap his neck.”

“You are better than this,” Steve softly says. “How about we talk instead of fighting again.”

“Oh! I’m not up to a fight,” you snicker. “MINIONS! GET HIM!”

“YAY!” Your minions chant. “GET HIM! GET HIM!”

Steve gasps as you get a gun out to shoot him straight in the chest. He falls to his knees grunting as a robotic kraken wraps its metallic tentacles around him.

“What’s this?” he grunts while fighting the kraken. “Y/N!”

“That’s Kraken. One of my newest inventions,” you walk toward Steve, smirking darkly. “Isn’t it cute? It’s made of vibranium. Don’t fight it, Cappy. It will only hold you tighter if you fight it.”

“Why are you doing this?” he struggles to break out of the kraken’s tentacles. “Y/N, this isn’t you.”

“You’re so cute,” you coo and pat his cheek. “But don’t worry, Captain Sassypants. I only want to kidnap you a little today. I won’t kill you.”

Your minions cheer as you call their names. “Grab him, minions. We will dine with wine and steak tonight. Oh, and chicken for Carl.”

“And cake!” Carl exclaims, making the other minions chuckle. “Right, boss!”

“Cake it is, Carl.”

“Everything is prepared, boss,” Carl proudly says while you push Steve inside the room. He gasps as his eyes land on the festively decorated table.

A huge stars and stripes cake stands in the middle of the table. There are garlands, balloons, and a huge banner saying ‘Happy 105th birthday, Captain Sassypants.

“What is all of this?” Steve furrows his brows. You decorated the room only for him, even baked a cake. But at the same time, you kidnapped him and threatened his friend. “Y/N?”

“It’s your birthday and I kidnapped you to ruin all of your plans for today,” you push Steve toward the table. “Sit, Cappy. I’ll get you a plate. I got the whole day planned.”

“Can I have a slice of cake too?” Carl pouts when you throw him an angry look. “Please, boss.”

“I don’t understand. You kidnap me only to celebrate my birthday with me?” Steve questions as you push him down on a chair.

“Celebrate your birthday?” You huff. “Of fucking course not, Rogers. I kidnapped you to ruin your birthday. Why would I celebrate this shitty day? I curse your birth. You are my nemesis.”

“Y/N…doll,” he dips his head to watch you cut the cake. “The cake and decoration look good. Thank you. That’s very nice of you.”

“I told you that I did not kidnap you to celebrate your birthday with you,” you sneer. “You are my hostage for the time being. So, you better not pee your pants because you’ll be here for a while.”

Steve’s features soften when you put a slice of cake on a plate. “I’ll be a good hostage, doll.” He grins. “A red velvet cake, huh?” Steve looks at the cake you made only for him. “My favorite.”

“It’s made of the blood of my victims.”

“Still, it looks good.”

“Just shut up,” you snap at Steve. “I need to cut another slice for Carl. He helped me with the kraken.”

“A good minion.”

You nod. “You better not try to run. I’ll bring Carl the cake and then, I’ll torture you…”

You’re sitting in his lap, feeding Steve with cake.

“Hmm…tastes great, Y/N.” Steve purrs as you feed him the cake. You have an angry look on your face, but your heart flutters at Steve’s praise. “You’re a great baker.”

“I’m a villain, not a baker.”

He lets you feed him with the cake, eyes never leaving your face as you try to keep your cool. “So…can I have another birthday gift?”

“Ah, Captain Sassypants gets greedy,” you flash Steve a smile. “What do you want?”

Steve gulps down the last piece of cake. He licks his lips and drops his eyes to your lips.

“Will you kiss me for my birthday?”

“You little shit.” You wrap one arm around his neck to bring Steve close to your face. “You’ll have to earn a kiss. How about we play another round of strip poker?”

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