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[some-kindofgnome]

Kinktober #24: Mine: Katsuki Bakugou

On the way home from a night out with Bakugou, you realize that things may not have gone as smoothly as you’d hoped. 

Characters: Katsuki Bakugou x f!Reader

Warnings: smut (18+ please!) aged-up characters, jealous!bakugou, rough sex, rough oral sex (both m and f-receiving), cum swallowing, marathon fucking, spanking, choking if you squint, a little aftercare

Notes: This is f i l t h y. And kind of brutal, to be honest. But if anyone’s going to be an absolute animal in bed, it’s Bakugou when he’s feeling jealous. 

It’s a little more proofread than usual. And kind of on the longish side (~3.5k), so strap in.

You’re welcome? I think? 

Kinktober Masterlist

It’s not until you’re halfway home that you realize something’s up.

Another Friday night, another agency gala. Bakugou hates black tie until you remind him how good he looks in a suit, and he loves to see you in those body-hugging silk dresses as often as possible, so he’s usually happy to suck it up for the occasion.

He’s such a misanthrope that you weren’t even surprised when he tugged you out of there in a hurry, whisking you into the car and driving off in sullen silence.

You’ve been trying to make conversation all the way home- it was nice to see Denki again, I hear Kiri’s teaching at UA these days, did you know Iida’s going back for his Master’s degree- but every time you mention a name from his past, Bakugou’s shoulders draw up tighter around his ears.

Fair enough.

You keep the radio low and distract yourself with the passing downtown lights. You feign serenity, but inside your mind is coming to pieces. If Bakugou’s annoyed at something- comically, playfully, extravagantly annoyed- he’s got road rage like nothing you’ve ever seen. But tonight, he pulls silently up to each red light. Jaw set. Crimson eyes steady on the road.

Something’s really up with him tonight.

He turns smoothly into your underground garage, pulling the car into his parking spot and killing the engine. He shoots you one smouldering, solid glare, then gets out of the car and slams the door nearly hard enough to dent it.

“Baby?” Your voice is tiny as it echoes across the concrete garage, and you shuffle to catch up with him in your narrow skirt and heels. As he pushes open the heavy glass door and you follow him into the elevator bay, your patience narrows.

“Okay,” you sigh, folding your arms over your chest. “You’ve had your time to pout. You’ve made it clear, you’re mad at me. So, are you going to tell me what I did, or do I have to figure that part out for myself?”

The doors roll open. Bakugou grabs your wrist.

He tugs you into the elevator and slams you against the wall so fast you see spots in the bright fluorescent lights over your head. Before you can even process the change in his character, he’s pressed his whole torso along yours, pinning you to the cool granite wall and crushing his mouth on yours.

You kind of hate how into it you are.

You let him kiss you for a minute, but you’re not backing down from this fight. Bakugou’s never been good at communication. You’re working on it. There’s no way you’re letting this one slide.

“Katsuki,” you bark, jerking your face harshly to one side and planting your hands on his shoulders. He gives a vicious snarl, but he’s not forcing you to kiss him.

“Stop it,” you hiss. “If something’s wrong, tell me.”

“You mean you really haven’t figured it out by now?” His voice is low and gravelly and edged by wildness. It’s clear he’s been barely holding on to his temper all the way home.

“No. I haven’t.” The elevator starts to move. It’s a tall building- and it’s a long way up to the penthouse.

“Course you didn’t,” he grunts, still pinning you hard. He draws his mouth along the edge of your jaw. “Shoulda known you wouldn’t notice the way they were all lookin’ at you.”

“Who?”

His temper cracks again and he snarls, shoving you more firmly against the wall again. One hand slides up your chest and his fingers grip tightly at your shoulder, teasing at the hollow of your throat.

Oh.

So it’s gonna be like that.

“Everyone,” he hisses. “Kirishima. Denki. Everyone. You wore that tight little fuckin’ dress and they couldn’t keep their eyes off you.”

“Katsuki,” you croon low and smooth, even though you know you’re gonna regret it. “don’t tell me you’re jealous.”

The palm that teased at your throat closes around it now, using its gentle grip to push your head against the wall. He knows exactly how hard to squeeze to get a rise out of you. And he squeezes.

“Don’t.”

He’s warning you, but you’re too relieved to know that you never actually did anything wrong. This is just another one of Bakugou’s temper tantrums that you’re going to benefit from.

“You are,” you hiss, grinning wider. “Jealous of your old classmates? C’mon, baby, you know better than that.”

“Shut up.”

His mouth covers yours again. His thumb brushes over the flutter of your pulse point as he licks into your mouth, biting down hard and sucking at your lower lip.

The elevator chimes. Before the doors can roll open, he stoops and grabs you by the thighs. He slings you over his shoulder and straightens easily, delivering a harsh slap to your ass.

“Katsuki!” You squirm over his shoulder, beating at the back of his coat as your face goes hot. There are two apartments on this floor, and the chances that one of your very respectable neighbours is standing in the hallway aren’t zero.

Smack.

Another blow, to the other cheek this time, and you go still.

“Quit strugglin’,” Bakugou barks, “or I’ll drop you on your head.”

He shifts your weight easily into one arm, digging into his pants pocket and producing his key. Deftly, he unlocks the door to your condo and pushes it in with his shoulder. As soon as he kicks the door shut behind him, he sets you on your feet.

Before you can scold him for your burning cheeks, he shoves both hands under the edges of your coat, wedging it off your shoulders.

“C’mere,” he snarls. He slides one hand down your back, between the wool and the silk, and palms the swell of your ass. Your coat hits the floor in a swath of black tweed and then he’s stooping again to pick you up, forcing your thighs apart around his hips. The smirk that decorates his features is vicious. His cheeks have gone pink.

You’re a sucker for him when he gets like this.

“Listen to me.” He sets you on the kitchen counter and steps up between your thighs, shoving your long skirt up and sideways around its high slit. “I am not. Jealous. But that doesn’t change the fact that you’re fuckin’ mine, okay?”

“You’d think the fact that we’re-hmmmph.”

He kisses you again before you get to finish your sentence, then rips himself from your lips. He tugs your body closer by the hips and buries his face in the crook of your shoulder, nipping and sucking hard at the skin there in his best attempt at leaving a mark. All the while, his fingers fumble with the straps on your dress, slipping them off your shoulders.

He wraps his hands in the silk bodice and tugs. Hard. One of the straps snaps over your upper arm as he shoves your dress down around your waist, exposing your chest.

“Baby,” you whine, but you know he’ll make it up to you later.

“All fuckin’ mine,” he growls again, slipping his rough palms over your breasts and squeezing them together. “Gonna make you feel it, sweetness.”

He attacks your collarbones and breasts, leaving mark after mark as his teeth and tongue lave over your skin. When he’s had enough, he gets down on his knees in front of the counter and curls his fingers into your underwear, tearing it clean off your body.

“Katsuki!” You grab him by the top of the head, attempting to push him away by his hair.

“You shouldn’t wear such flimsy shit, if you don’t want me to break it,” he chuckles, already biting up the inside of your thigh.

“Tell me,” he mumbles, tugging you right to the edge of the counter and bracing your thighs in both hands. “Can Shitty Hair make you scream like this?”

He dives into your pussy, plunging his tongue straight into your tight heat and making you shudder and moan. You can’t help but bend to his whim- he knows your body better than his own, and he’s not shy about showing it off.

Bakugou’s desperate, tongue-fucking you with reckless abandon. He swirls messy saliva around the tender nub of your already-swollen clit. Sometimes he’s patient, working you to the edge slowly, but tonight he forces pleasure into you, brutal and unrelenting.

You live for it.

“Katsuki,” you whine, raking your fingers through his unruly hair, “baby, please, oh, fuck!”

Your first orgasm hits you mercilessly, and you cum with a deep cry of pleasure as your heels draw up his back. You’re still wearing your shoes- pretty, strappy sandals that drive him crazy. Even crazier, when they’re digging into his flesh like they are now.

“That’s it,” he growls, drawing back from you all slicked-up and wild-eyed. His lips are flushed deep from gorging himself on you, and he wipes the back of his mouth with a silk shirtsleeve as he gets to his feet, shrugging impatiently out of his suit jacket.

“God, fuck,” you sigh. You reach for him, but he grabs you again, lifting you onto his hips. This time he’s hard, and you can feel it twitching against the inside of your thigh, heated and ready.

“I’m not finished with you yet.”

This time, he makes it as far as the sofa before he flops into the cushions, dragging you into his lap. You straddle him eagerly and lean forward against his chest, the fabric of your dress still bunching around your waist and hips. You grab him by the jaw and kiss away the lingering remnants of your lipstick while he palms your ass and grinds the stiff, pressed wool of his crotch and his straining cock shamelessly against you.

For an instant, you sense control. And he lets you enjoy it. Slowly he lifts his hands to your back, smoothing the fabric of your dress with one palm so he can grasp its zipper and slide it open with the other.

As soon as he breaks from your mouth to lift the fabric over your head, you know what you want to do with your reins.

“Where’r you goin’?” He scolds, watching you draw back from his lap. His crimson gaze is clouded with lust. But his jaw is still tight, frustration licking at his body like flames.

“Not far.”

You drop to your knees in front of him. Tug his shirt roughly out of his pants and slide your fingers underneath it to find his fly.

He chuckles, low and feral, smoothing a hand through what’s left of your hairstyle for the night.

“That’s my girl,” he chides. “Show me who you belong to.”

The prospect strikes a nerve of want somewhere deep inside you. You dig your hands into the folds of his undershorts, wrapping your hands around the hot silk of his erection and pulling it into the open.

It’s impossible for you to pretend that Bakugou doesn’t have the most perfect dick you’ve ever seen. When he’s hard like this, it’s pink and flushed and drooling slick precum. It’s thick and soft and curving up toward his belly. It’s like he’s made for you. You fit together like the two halves of a lock. Sculpted for each other, molded out of one another.

And he loves it when you suck him off.

You give the tip of his twitching cock a bare little lick and his fingers twist, tightening threateningly in your hair.

“Don’t tease me, sweetness,” he snarls, “or I’ll make you choke on it.”

He’s probably going to do that anyway.

You brace your hands on his thighs and straighten up, sucking his tender tip into your mouth. You lave your tongue over it, and he bristles, watching you carefully with a tight-lipped groan.

It’s not long before you settle into a rhythm, sucking him down messily while your right hand picks up the slack. He’s grabbing you by the hair and staying tense. His thighs are rock hard on either side of you.

You take him into your throat and stay there, and he breaks.

“Aw, fuck,” he growls. His head falls back and he grabs your head with his other hand, too. His hips buck into your throat and you gag, spitting messily around his shaft as he starts to fuck your throat in earnest.

The sounds that erupt from the both of you are obscene. You’re drooling all over his suit pants, but his control is nowhere to be found. And when you grab his balls and squeeze his spine goes concave. He throws his head back. He howls.

“Fuck!” His hips stutter hard, but he doesn’t stop. Neither do you.

“Aw, fuck, sweetness,” he growls. “Fuck. Fuck. Look at you, chokin’ on my dick. Look at you, taking it so fuckin’ good. I’m gonna cum so fuckin’ hard down your throat. I’m gonna make you taste me, baby, so close. Fuck, oh, fuck, oh-“

His babbling ceases as the spring in his body is released. It’s like all his nerves go inside out for a second. You grab his thighs as hard as you can and squeeze while he ruts into your face and pumps his load right down your throat.

When he’s finished, you draw your mouth carefully from his twitching dick. You half-expect to see him sprawled across the couch completely spent, but before you can even get a look at his face, he grabs you all over again. His voice is sandpaper in your ear.

“’M takin’ you to bed. Now.”

You’re already tender, but you’re ready for more. You live for this; when he gets too wild to speak, too crazy to stop. Testing the limits of your stamina is something that will never get boring.

Especially not when you’ve got Bakugou on the other end.

He lays you down against the pillows and flips you onto your belly.

“Stay put.”

He steps back, shucking himself out of his pants and undershorts. He practically tears away his shirt and tie. He doesn’t come back to you until he’s naked. When he does, he drags you up onto your knees and keeps your face pushed into the pillows.

“There you go,” he mutters. “So fuckin’ sweet for me, baby. I’m gonna fuck you so good, you know that? Gonna fuck you so good they’ll hear you screamin’ back at the party.”

You’re gonna have to ask Kirishima to look at you like that more often.

He bends behind you and seals his mouth over your pussy, laving his tongue over your folds again. His shoulder bobs against your ass and you can tell he’s stroking himself- encouraging his spent flesh to rise to the occasion.

The taste of you always spurs him on.

When he’s ready, he pulls abruptly away and lines the tip of his cock up with your slick folds. He grabs the curve of your ass hard with one hand. Gives it a hard smack. It’s already stinging from his rough treatment earlier, but you’re sure he’s not finished with it.

“You gonna tell me who you belong to?” He taps the tip of his cock against your clit, teasing you with the heated flesh. You want it so bad by now that it aches, and you turn your head to gasp for breath as you grip hard at the sheets.

“I never belonged to anyone else,” you plead softly. He doesn’t like that answer and punctuates his disappointment with another hard slap to your ass. He draws a cry from you. You’re starting to lose yourself.

“Try again.”

“Please,” you sob, wiggling your hips against his. He leans back, keeping himself from you.

“Who. Do you. Belong. To?”

“You.”

The answer clicks as your need grows to unbearable levels. You say it like a prayer. Like a plea for mercy.

Bakugou delivers.

“That’s right. You’re mine, sweetness. You hear me? Mine. All mine.”

He sinks into you on the last syllable and his voice turns to jelly. His thighs are strong and firm as they bump against yours. He bottoms out. Gives you a breath to adjust to the stretch.

Then he fucks. Hard.

He grabs you by the hips and slams himself deep into your pussy, quickly settling into a brutal rhythm that leaves his thighs slapping hard against the curve of your ass. He punctuates every other stroke with a hard smack to your ass, too, leaving you raw and stinging.

It’s good. It’s so good this way. He bends over to bring his chest close to yours as he fucks you hard and fast, growling possessively in your ear. He snatches you by the hair when you try to lift your head, shoving your face back into the pillows and muffling your deep cries of pleasure.

Every hard thrust of his cock seems to reverberate through your entire body. At this angle, his tip nudges your cervix like a panic button. It sends shockwaves of pleasure over every nerve.

“That’s right,” he’s still babbling above you, breathless and panting, but forcing the words out anyway. “That’s right, sweetness, you’re fuckin’ mine. Nobody does this to you but me, baby, nobody. Gonna fuck you ‘till you scream. Gonna fuck you till you beg me to stop. Gonna fill you with so much of my fuckin’ cum, you’ll never forget who you belong to.”

Your climax draws closer by the moment. You’re trying to warn him, but he’s got you pinned fast. The pleasure looms inevitably over you, and you can’t stop the crest of the wave before it crashes over your trembling form.

You cum hard around him, your muscles squeezing and fluttering around his pounding cock. He gives a shout of surprise and fucks you double-time through your climax. As your high retreats he finds his, sliding an arm around your hips and sliding balls-deep before pleasure erupts along his spine and he pumps you full of slick cum.

When it’s over, he flips you onto your back. He pushes his cock inside you again despite your soft whines of sensation, pumping slowly in and out of you and watching the way his cum spills over as he fills you all over again.

“You got one more in you?” He pants.

“Baby,” you plead, overstimulated and spent. He slides his hands up your ribcage, thumbing your tight nipples.

“C’mon, sweetness. You can handle it. I know you got it in you.”

“One more,” you pant. You stretch your cramping legs out around his hips, toeing each one of your heels off behind you. He slides his palms all the way up your shoulders and down your arms, finding your wrists and pinning them tightly over your head.

“God damn,” he grunts, looking you over. Marred with the marks his teeth printed across your skin. Mottled with bruises already forming on your hips, your thighs, your throat.

“Look at you,” he purrs. He shifts your wrists into one hand and strokes the fingertips of his other over the bruises on your throat. He grins wickedly.

“Better make those worth your while.”

His palm lowers against your throat as his hips pick up speed again. He fucks you hard into the mattress beneath you. The ache in your hips is exacerbated by the sudden friction, but it’s cooled by the warm slick of his cum inside you.

Neither of you last long this time.

Your third orgasm of the night is tight and desperate, and you come down from your high shaking and straining against his hold.

“Not gonna… can’t hold on,” he warns. “Fuck, sweetness, fuck, baby, fuuuuuck-“

He collapses onto you as he cums, burying his hips into the apex of your thighs and pushing another fresh load into your belly. His cock stirs inside you as he shudders and finally goes soft against you. Spent at long last.

When he pulls his softening dick from your body, you’re well past overstimulated.

He’s fucked his temper out on you.

“Alright,” he rasps. “You’re okay, sweetness. C’mere.”

He rolls onto his side and settles a hand over your belly, rubbing slow and gentle as he peppers kisses along your shoulder. He gives your hand a squeeze and rolls out of bed, snagging his undershorts from the floor and climbing into them.

He goes quiet, when it’s time to take care of you. Sometimes you wonder if he feels guilty about using you like this. But you’ve talked about it. You stop him when you’ve had enough. You’re good at that.

He likes that you’re not afraid to stand up to him.

Bakugou wraps you in a blanket from the bed and carries you out to the living room, depositing you on the couch. He can keep an eye on you easily as he heads to the kitchen to get you a drink. It’s important to you that he stays close when you need him like this.

He kneels in front of you and slips his fingers under your heavy chin.

“Here we go, baby. C’mon. Drink it.”

He tilts a glass of cool tap water against your lips and you raise a hand to steady it, drinking down a few, steady gulps. You’re heavy and sex-drunk and sleepy, warming his bitter heart with the expressions that cross your hazy face.

“That’s it.”

He slides beneath you and pulls you-blanket and all- into his lap, wrapping his arms tightly around you. Cradling your body with his. He leans down and settles his forehead over yours. His eyelashes brush your cheek. He lets out a deep, heavy sigh.

“You’re mine,” he mumbles to you, but it takes on a different meaning altogether when he says it like this. You’re mine, he’s telling you, and I’m gonna take care of you.

He finds your hand and brushes his thumb over the diamond ring that rests there. In truth, that’s all the proof he needs that you’ve signed up for him.

All of him.

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[jbbuckybarnes]

Kinktober 2020 [Masterlist]

Based on my own prompt list that you can find HERE. If you use my prompts please tag your works with #jbbKinktober2020, so I can find them. My entries are for the MCU & the Star Wars fandom. Disclaimer: If you don’t want to see Kinktober on your dash, please block the tag #kinktober or #jbbKinktober2020.

All the 30 entries and their characters are under the cut:

1. Handjob (Bucky College AU) 2. Eating Out (Poe) 3. Thigh Riding (Bucky College AU) 4. Choking / Spanking (Kylo) 5. Daddy Kink (Bucky) 6. Blindfolded (Din) 7. Blowjob (Bucky College AU) 8. Voyeurism (Steve) 9. Accidental Stimulation (Bucky College AU) 10. Knife Kink (Bucky) 11. Restraints (Steve) 12. Fingering (Bucky College AU) 13. In public (Steve) 14. Sixty-Nine (Poe) 15. Size difference (Bucky) 16. Toys (Bucky College AU) 17. Begging (Steve) 18. In the kitchen (Steve) 19. Threesome (x Sam & Bucky) 20. Edging (Poe) 21. Phone Sex (Sam) 22. In the shower/bathtub (Steve) 23. First Time (College AU) 24. BDSM / Rough Sex (Kylo) 25. Caught Masturbating (Bucky College AU) 26. Overstimulation (Kylo) 27. Orgy/Foursome (x Bucky, Steve & Sam) 28. Praise Kink (Din) 29. Dirty Talk (Poe) 30. Mutual Masturbation (Steve) 31. Dressed-up (Bucky College AU) Extra: Sexting (Bucky)

Things will probably not be linked on time.

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[bisexualcrowley]

Girls do it better

Kinktober day 12: Fingering

Pairing: Donna Sheridan x Fem!Reader

Summary: You meet Donna when she first arrives at the island, and you show her the ropes

Content/warnings: Fluff, smut/nsfw, porn with plot, light cursing, one night stand

Word count: 2,302

Donna’s eyes widened, almost choking on her drink at the sight of the woman who had just entered the little café. You walked with an air of confidence while still giving off a humble vibe, the two balancing each other perfectly to create what Donna could only describe as an angel and she couldn’t stop herself from staring as you made your way into the building.

 Strappy leather sandals clicked quietly against the uneven floorboards as you walked up to the counter and leaned your forearms against it, saying a few words in greek to the woman washing glasses with a warm smile that made the blonde’s chest flutter, now having a proper view of the woman who stood a few table-lengths away.

You were tall, or at least taller than Donna, with h/l h/c hair and warm e/c eyes that reflected the sea outside beautifully, your tanned figure wrapped in a short blue and white dress with golden trim that ended just above your knees. 

Donna must have made a noise, because moments later you had looked over your shoulder to meet Donna’s eyes and she quickly looked back down at her book, blushing madly as the you let out a good natured laugh. 

Donna allowed herself a sheepish glance upward and was surprised to see you nod your head back in her direction, speaking again in greek to the woman behind the counter before turning and making your way over to where Donna sat.

You grinned, leaning a hand on the back of the chair opposite the blushing woman and tilting your head to try and get a look at the novel laid out on the table.

“Whatcha’ readin’ there?”

Your voice was upbeat and friendly, and despite her embarrassment from before Donna found it soothing, looking up to meet you with a shy smile.  “The Hobbit. I know, kinda nerdy, but I've always loved it”

You felt your already content appearance split into a huge smile and Donna felt her face heat up again, nodding towards the empty chair in invitation which you happily accepted, pulling the seat around so you would be directly beside the young woman before dropping smoothly into it.

“I’ve always loved it too! It’s so easy to get roped into the world, isn't it.” You grinned at Donna’s nod of agreement, and after a short pause stuck out a hand, which she shook without hesitation.

“I’m Y/n, glad to meet you!”

You spoke happily, shooting Donna another megawatt smile that had her stomach doing flips all over again. Dammit Sheridan, get it together, she silently cursed as your fingers wrapped around her own.

“Donna Sheridan, good to meet you too!” She returned, breaking off the handshake to mark her page and close the book, her focus now entirely on you.

“Well then Donna, what brings you to a place like this? Or more specifically, what’s a girl like you doing in a place like this?” You winked, leaning forward and resting her forearms on the table the way you had at the counter, and despite her efforts, Donna found her eyes momentarily drawn to them, watching the sun glint off the bracelets lining your wrists. 

You weren’t exactly sure what it was that had given you such a flare of confidence, maybe it was how adorable the woman beside you was, maybe the whole island was intoxicating, or maybe it had just been too long since you had felt attracted to anyone like this.  Either way, it wasn’t important, the only thing that mattered right now was the way Donna grinned at your question, her face burning beet red and eyebrows shooting up as she giggled.

“I wanted a fresh start, to travel, see the world, that kind of thing, y’know?” She replied as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “What about you? You seem to fit in well with the crowd, are you from around here?”

“I wish! I’ve just been traveling, been on this island for a month and take off tomorrow. My parents didn’t take too well to my coming out, so what better time to get out and see the world, right?” You chuckled, jokingly striking a pose when you mentioned your sexuality. 

Donna’s ears perked up at your words, and masking her excitement with a giggle, she continued along the topic. “Ha! I feel you, my mother’s already pretty disappointed in my choices, I can’t imagine how she’d feel if she knew I swung both ways.”

You shot a friendly smile to the woman from behind the counter as she set two drinks down in front of you on the table, and without hesitation you raised a glass, winking at Donna who replied with a tip of her head and a raise of her own drink.

“To being a raging homosexual” You toasted with a laugh, bringing your hand forward to clink your glasses together.

“To being a raging homosexual.” Donna replied, pretending not to notice the way your fingers brushed as your cups touched, the way yours lingered briefly overtop of her own.

The two of you laughed, enjoying the moment as your fingers brushed together again as you set your cups down. You didn’t miss the way Donna’s eyes flicked to your lips as you took one between your teeth, and you were sure she didn’t miss it when your eyes did the same to her. 

Donna, immediately flustered, was the first one to look away, clearing her throat sheepishly and smiling at the floor. It made you giggle, it was clear she didn’t have much experience flirting with women, maybe none at all, and you found it adorable.  You didn’t want her to feel uncomfortable though, and hoping to ease her nerves you leaned forward slightly, resting your fingers softly over her own.

“Hey, since you’re new here, why don’t I show you around the island? Lots of hidden treasures you wouldn’t want to miss” You smiled, your voice holding an air of comfort for the other woman. 

To your delight, your proposition had Donna beaming and responding with an enthusiastic nod, leaving you giggling happily once again. Dropping a tip on the table, you stood up and made your way towards the exit, Donna trailing behind happily. 

The hours flew by as the two of you wandered around the island, first to a little shop selling brightly colored jewelry, then to a run down building that Donna climbed up onto, dancing goofily as if it was a stage and leaving you both doubled over in laughter. 

Next you showed her around the little town, introducing her happily to friendly shopkeepers, Donna’s eyes wide with excitement as you wandered between buildings.

Neither of you knew exactly when you had taken each others hand, but there were no questions towards the action. Donna’s fingers threaded between yours and you squeezed, looking to the side to grin at the blonde who’s face was frozen in an enthralled smile.

The sun was just beginning to set when you reached a small dock overlooking the ocean, which was now glistening orange and pink with the colors of the sky. You had seen a lot of wonderful things during your stay on Kalokairi, but you had to admit the sun sinking below the horizon as the waves lapped against the shore was one of the most beautiful. 

It was clear that Donna felt the same way as you looked over to find her staring awestruck at the landscape, her mouth hanging open slightly with a smile ghosting at the corners.

You smiled too, finding yourself unable to tear your eyes away from your new friend. She really was gorgeous, both by personality and by appearance. The light reflected in her eyes like the warm glow of a fire, glinted off her lips like the perfect shade of lipgloss.

You caught yourself staring when Donna turned to face you, but you didn’t turn away the way you normally would. Instead your eyes locked with hers, and you slid your hand from its place clasped with hers and moved upwards, slowly and smoothly until you were brushing a strand of hair out of her eyes, behind her ear.

No words were needed when Donna leaned into the touch, tilted her head towards your own, allowed her lips to land gently on hers. The kiss was warm, sweet, your connection deepening even more as you cupped her jaw in one hand, tangled the other in her loose curls.

Surprisingly to you she was the one to deepen the kiss, sighing against your mouth and pressing her chest against your own before nipping softly at your lower lip. 

Your breath hitched at the action but you didn’t protest. Quite the contrary, you reached down, pulled her hips flush with your own as the two of you made out.

Donna moaned quietly as you moved against her and took the leap again, nudging your thighs open and sliding her leg between, pressing her own thigh against your clothed sex.

You let out a moan of your own at the sudden pressure, allowing yourself to pull out of the kiss, chest heaving as you caught your breath.

“There's... An empty beach house, just past those trees... Wanna move this over there?” You panted, staring at the lust blown eyes of the shorter woman, who nodded rapidly before grabbing your hand.

You took quick steps across the pier back to the beach, the two of you giggling all the way, Donna squealing when you swatted jokingly at her ass.

The moment you were inside the  run down building you had Donna pressed against a wall, hands tangled in her hair again as your mouths smashed together in a heated kiss. There was no hesitation when Donna’s thigh nudged between yours this time, immediately pressing upwards and making you groan against her mouth as you ground against it.

Your head dipped to press butterfly kisses across her jaw, down her neck and settling at the dip where her neck met her shoulders, and Donna let out a pleased sigh at the sensation. Her fingers flew to the ties holding your dress on, undoing the strings in quick motions that left the fabric pooling around your ankles and revealing a lace bralette and matching panties.

You sighed when the cooling air hit your skin, smiling against Donna’s collarbone before pulling off to tug at her own clothes, fingers slipping her loose top over her shoulders and deftly undoing the fastenings on her jeans.

You hadn’t realized until the moment Donna’s clothes dropped to the ground just how desperate you were, and your mouth crashed against hers again, kissing with a newly found fervor that had her gasping against your mouth.

You couldn’t hold yourself off for any longer and reached down, stroking two fingers along the shorter woman’s clothed sex, finding her panties already slick with her arousal. No longer having the self control to be a tease, you nudged the thin fabric to the side and plunged your digits into her dripping cunt, to which Donna let out a wrecked moan.

You smirked at the sounds she made, taking it as an invitation to keep going, so at that you thrust in again. Donna’s lips clashed with your own desperately with each time you impaled her on your fingers, curling to brush her g-spot with each thrust as your thumb rubbed circles on her throbbing clit.

Feeling her release building embarrassingly fast, Donna quickly removed her hands from their clutch on your hips and shoved your panties down, plunging two fingers into you without hesitation

You writhed against her at the intrusion, whimpering softly as you fucked into each other without abandon.

It only took a few more thrusts to push Donna over the edge. One final slam of your fingers into her g spot and a flick of her clit sent her spiraling into an orgasm, her hand tightening and stilling inside you as the pleasure overcame her.

Your motions slowed but didn’t stop as Donna rode out her orgasm, stroking her walls gently as her cunt clenched around your fingers. When she finally pulled back she was panting, face flushed and lips swollen from making out so roughly. 

You were about to open your mouth to speak, but before you could think of what to say Donna had dropped to her knees in front of you and before you realized it, her mouth was attached to your dripping cunt, fingers thrusting rapidly again as her tongue made contact with your clit.

She lapped hungrily at your arousal as she slammed into you, and it took no time at all for you to be thrown into your own orgasm, coming with a cry of Donna’s name as her mouth replaced her fingers, impaling you on her tongue again and again as the waves washed through you.

When she pulled off you were sure you looked as wrecked as she did, with messed hair, smeared makeup and face flushed red. 

For a moment the room was silent aside from the crash of waves from outside, the two of you letting the moment sink in before you started snickering. Nothing about the moment was funny, but it still had the two of you laughing, Donna’s face bright with a smile once again.

“So, are you glad you came here?” You spoke first, biting your lip to hold back a giggle as you gave her a mockingly suggestive look, to which Donna replied with a howl of laughter.

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure I am”

#wlw smut #wlw imagine #wlw #lily james #donna sheridan #mama mia #mama mia imagine #mama mia smut #lily james smut #lesbian #sapphic #wlw fluff #fluff #mamma mia #mamma mia 2 #mamma mia imagine #donna sheridan x reader #jbbkinktober2020 #kinktober #kinktober 2020

[jbbarnesnnoble]

Incentive

Summary: Wanda gives you an incentive to get out of bed and eat breakfast after a mission. 

Features: Smut; Mild Domme Wanda Maximoff; Cranky Bucky Barnes 

Kink: Eating Out

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff/Reader; Background Polyamorous!Avengers

Notes: Day Two of Kinktober! This one has more plot than smut, but there is definitely a nice bit of smut...I’m lowkey building my Polyamorous!Avengers universe this Kinktober 

Word Count: 1572

The sun was over the horizon, but you were not yet vertical. No, you had no interest in joining the rest of the waking world. Your curtains were drawn shut, shrouding your room in darkness. You could hear shuffling past your door as the others went about their mornings. You could pick up the quiet murmurs of conversation between two people outside your door before the door opened. You heard Wanda speak to Steve before shutting your door behind her.

“Rise and shine, love,” you heard her say. You grumbled, pulling your blanket further over your head. You’d had a late night, getting back past three AM from a mission with Bucky and Natasha, which was exhausting in more ways than one. You loved and hated being on missions with just the two of them.

“Let me sleep, witch,” you said, your voice laced with exhaustion.

“Steve wants you to at least eat breakfast, you know how he is,” she said.

“The Captain and kindly go shove his breakfast where the sun don’t shine,” you said. You felt her sit on your bed before she gently peeled the covers back. She had flipped on the fairy lights that lined your room. You preferred the softer light of them to those of the lamps in your room, or worse, the overhead lights. 

“Sweetie, you know you can’t hide away. You’ll feel better after you eat. Did you eat when you got in?” she asked, a gentle hand upon your arm, running in soothing circles. You sighed.

“No,” you said, pulling your pillow over your head. You wanted to sleep in.

“You know the rules. If you don’t eat when you get in, you’re subject to being woken up to eat,” she said as she pulled the pillow away. You hated that rule with a passion. You knew why it existed. There were far too many times where one of you would go hours without eating after a mission, getting too wrapped up in paperwork, more training, and other obligations. Or in your case, catching up on sleep.

“Are Tasha and Buck awake?” you asked.

“Steve’s gone to wake Bucky. Tasha ate before she slept,” Wanda said.

“Of course she did,” you snarked. Wanda let out a light laugh. 

“If you get up and have breakfast, I’ll make it worth your while,” Wanda said, her voice dropping. You sat up a little bit at that.

“I’m listening,” you said. You may have still been worn out from the mission, but you would never turn her down unless there was a good reason beyond being stubborn about breakfast. 

“If you come with me and eat breakfast like a good girl, you’ll be coming in another way,” she said, pressing a kiss to your cheek before standing up. You almost fell, tangled in your sheets scrambling out of bed to follow her. 

Bucky was glaring at Steve when you entered the kitchen, arms crossed staring at the plate of eggs as if they had personally offended him. Bruce was manning the stove, placing food in containers on the counter, buffet style. Sam was sat on the couch, Clint’s legs across his lap as he munched on the last of a piece of toast. 

“Morning sunshine,” Clint said from the couch. You flipped him off as you sat down next to Bucky.

“What’d Steve do this time?” you asked.

“Cold water. What about Wanda?” he asked. You smirked.

“She made some promises,” you replied. You were sure you caught him cursing Steve under his breath.

“She gets promises, I get cold water. Can Wanda wake me up next time?” Bucky asked.

“Eat when you get in from a mission and there won’t be a next time. Besides, you use promises as an excuse to stay in bed. She,” Steve said, pointing at you, “listens and gets out of bed when promises are made.” 

“Her? Listen? In what universe?” Bucky asked. 

“If given the right incentive…,” you said, trailing off. Steve gave you a look that had you turning to the plate Wanda placed in front of you. Your favorites covered the surface of it. You were almost certain you wouldn’t be able to finish it all. 

You helped clean up once everyone was done, quietly washing the dishes with Bucky and Sam as music played in the background. By the sound of it, it was Wanda’s playlist. You slipped away to your room once the dishes were done, wanting to get a shower in. Wanda made a promise, but you weren’t sure when she’d make good on it. 

You emerged from your bathroom to find Wanda waiting, dressed in only a short robe. You almost dropped your towel then and there. She had lit the candles you had around your room, the light scent of lavender filling the room. You made a note to change them out for your favored fall scents. 

“Come, lay down,” Wanda said as she approached you, pulling your towel from you, leaving you nude. Your room was kept at a comfortable temperature, never too cold. Your body was reacting, both to the temperature and what was to come as you felt your nipples harden and your core dampen more than it had been in anticipation. She pulled you toward the bed, gently spinning you around before pushing you lightly to sit. 

You scooted up the bed to the pillows, making sure you were situated on the towel Wanda had laid on your bed. She had laid down several large towels, which were kept at the foot of your bed in a chest that also contained your favored toys. 

“So wet already, my love. Someone is eager this morning, hm?” she asked as she pulled off her robe. You took in the sight of her. You saw the harness sitting on the edge of the bed, which sent another shock of arousal through you. Oh yeah. You certainly were being rewarded today. 

“Yes, Wanda please,” you said, coming out as more of a whine. She gave you a light smack on your thigh in warning. 

“Patience. You’ve been so good this morning,” she said as she situated herself between your spread legs. She kissed her way up one leg, one of her favorite ways to tease you. She neared the apex and pulled away. You bit back a groan as she repeated this on the other side. Instead of pulling away a second time, she continued toward your pussy. You knew she’d ignore your clit for as long as possible. Wanda loved to draw your pleasure out. 

You almost bucked up when her tongue made contact with your pussy. She was focusing her attention on your hole, pressing one finger in as she lapped at your juices. She hooked her finger, hitting your g-spot ever so slightly before adding a second finger. Her tongue moved up, closer to your clit as you let out a loud moan. You felt her smile against you as she increased the speed at which her fingers moved in and out of you before adding a third finger. The sound it made was positively dirty and you reveled in it. You were beyond soaked. Just as she was about to reach your clit, she pulled away, leaving you wanting as she withdrew her fingers as well. 

She returned with a vibrator, clicking it on as she pressed it into you before returning her mouth to your pussy as she worked it in and out. You felt the pleasure peaking as she finally touched you where you wanted. Her tongue swirled around your clit as she ramped up the intensity of the vibrator, sending you crashing over the edge with a scream as stars danced in your vision. 

As you came down from the high and opened your eyes, you saw Wanda looking positively wrecked, her face soaked with your release as she grinned at you, before pulling you into a messy kiss.

“Your turn,” you said breathlessly before pulling her into another kiss. 

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Bucky glared at Steve when he heard your scream. He had been subjected to hearing you and Wanda for the past hour and he was far from happy about it. Not when Wanda had you crying out over and over as she pulled you over the edge again and again. The others didn’t seem bothered. They were the lucky ones. Soundproofing did nothing against the hearing of a super soldier, at least, not the soundproofing at the compound. He glanced over at Steve who was gripping his newspaper harder than one should. 

“Steve,” Bucky said.

“No Buck. It’s their time,” Steve said. 

“Fuck it. You’re coming with me,” Bucky said before he stood up and grabbed Steve, dragging him off to his room. Natasha smirked from where she sat sipping on her coffee as Sam and Clint both handed her a $20 bill. 

“I thought he’d hold out longer,” Clint grumbled.

“We all know Barnes’ libido is on a hair trigger after a mission,” Natasha said before setting her cup down and following after the pair. Clint shared a look with Sam, who just shook his head.

“We have training with the recruits. We drew the short straws. Come on Barton,” Sam said, heading toward the elevator. Clint sighed as he looked wistfully in the direction of your room and the direction the trio had disappeared in. Next time, he reasoned, before following after Sam. 

#wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #jbbkinktober2020 #wanda maximoff/reader #wanda maximoff reader insert #scarlet witch/reader #scarlet witch x reader #marvel fanfic #marvel fanfiction #marvel reader insert #marvel

[nogitsune-the]

Wandering hands

Kinktober day 1: Hand job

Tamaki Amajiki x gn!reader

Warnings: Smut

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Tamaki Amajiki your painfully shy boyfriend. He is also the easiest to fluster, even in your own home he was easy to fluster. Tamaki had a day of and you could finally spend more time together other than the little amount of time you had when he came home from his patrols or in the mornings before the two of you went to work. 

So what did the two of you decide to do. Movie marathon day. This is what the two of you liked to do when the both of you had the day of and could spend the time to do so. So now the two of you were in the middle of the third movie of the night and you found yourself getting bored so you decided to lean into Tamaki some more. 

He just thought that you wanted to cuddle with him so he put his arms around your shoulders. So when you leaned up and kissed him behind his ear and moved down towards his neck he completely stiffens. So you let your hands wander down to his cock and you started rubbing him trough his pants. “let me help you feel good Tama” he lets out a shaky breath at your words.

You kept rubbing him trough his pants before unbuttoning them. He lifted his hips to let you shimmy his pants and boxers further down, this made his dick slap his stomach when it was released from its tight confines, he was hard and leaking some pre-cum and the tip of him was red.

You spit in your hand and slowly started to rub him up and down setting a nice pace as you went, he started letting out soft groans and moans as you went on. “Do you feel good Tama?” he just nods his head as his hips starts to rise of the couch to meet your hand. “I’m so close bunny please don't stop. It feels so good bunny” You kept pumping your hand and you could feel the skin of him tightening before he came all over the place. 

“Wanna move this over to the bedroom Tama?” He was still catching his breath but he nodded his head before grabbing your hand and pulling you with hin to the bedroom even with him struggling with his pants halfway down his legs.

#tamaki imagine #Tamaki Amajiki #amajiki tamaki x reader #bnha tamaki #my hero academia #my hero academia imagine #my hero academia tamaki #bnha tamaki smut #bnha #my hero academia smut #bnha kinktober #kinktober 2020 #jbbkinktober2020

[degenderates]

😡 Torin/Levana

HA! bet you thought i wouldn’t write this, huh? well, anon, you were wrong because i am just as chaotic as you thought. good for you.

fandom: lunar chronicles ship: torvana (torin/levana) rating: m prompts: hate s*x (😡), phone s*x

read on ao3: His Queen

taglist: @jacihayle @winterrhayle @kaiderforever @bisexualnovaartino, @novas-tunnel-of-anxiety @thepurpledragon4444 @bakergirl13 @amiity-blight​ @shine-is-my-fav-colour 

I’m really really sorry guys hahahah. but i’m also not. if you’re not squeamish, i think you might find this funny. also, it’s not explicit!

#tlc #fanfic #fanfic by maven #crackfic #konn torin #levana blackburn #queen levana #lunar chronicles #ns/fw #torvana #mine #anon #letters #jbbkinktober2020

[rinkitsune]

Busy Days

Tony wasn’t going to lie, he loved sex. He has been so busy lately, he hadn’t had any time to himself. He was currently in the elevator on his way up to the penthouse after a day week full of meetings. He wanted nothing more than to find his super soldier lover and have his wicked way with him. Being so busy this week had cost him his super soldier lovin’ and Tony can never forgive that. That’s not to say he hasn’t seen Bucky in a week, they fall asleep next to each every night. By the time Tony is laying in bed he falls fast asleep before he can get to the good parts of night time. Then when he wakes up in the morning with JARVIS waking him up and telling him the schedule, he’ll roll over to maybe get into so athletic morning sex, Bucky is already gone from bed on his morning run with Steve and Sam. Tony curses meetings and vows to hide away from (Pepper) them. Tony stands in the elevator feeling tingly with anticipation of the wonderful sex he is definitely going to get tonight. He wishes the elevator would hurry up to the penthouse where he hopes Bucky is waiting for him, possibly in the middle of his own ecstasy so they can get right to the good part. Breaking Tony out of his thoughts is the elevator stopping and the doors opening to (speak of the Devil) his metal armed lover.

“Hey Doll, you’re back pretty early. Done with work?”

Tony starts salivating meeting his eyes with the other brunet. He looks him up and down and Bucky is wearing low hanging sweats where those stupidly thick thighs are ready to burst out of the damn things. And wearing one of Tony’s shirts, which wouldn’t be a problem if his shirts weren’t two sizes too small for the broad shouldered man. The man’s hair is in a man bun with strings of hair falling down his face making Tony want to jump him right here. Bucky quirked an eyebrow at him, no doubt waiting for an answer from the genius.

“Yeah…” trailed off Tony. He would admit most of his brain function was down in his cock and nowhere near English words. Bucky took one look at his now pented slacks and met the geniuses eyes and gave him a filthy smirk.

“Oh sweetheart, you need somethin’?”

Bucky walked into the elevator and leaned against the back wall as the doors shut behind him, crossing his arms making his muscle bulge, not looking at Tony, smirking as the door shut. Tony jutted his lip out, not wanting to play a game and wanting his pleasure right away. Tony did his best to act casual, because there was nothing more than how much Bucky loved teasing him. From the snort that came from his left, he didn’t do a good job. However, instead of teasing him Bucky crowded him into the corner putting his knee between Tony’s legs pushing up against his erection. He let out a whimper grinding down on the gorgeously thick thigh.

“Come on use your words,” Bucky voice was a low rumble and made Tony shiver. That voice guaranteed good things to come for him.

“Buckaroo it’s been forever! I’m a genius trust me it’s been forever and a day.” Tony said plaintively.

“That’s what happens when you hide from Pepper for two months.” Bucky was chuckling at him. Tony let out a loud sigh, he hated meetings that’s why he gave Pepper the company, he just wanted to tinker. The board members were boner killing monsters and sucked the fun out of everything. Tony shifted his thoughts back to his tortuous lover. Bucky ran his hand down his body stopping to cup him through his slacks. “This f’r me?” He was turning on the Brooklyn accent. The genius didn’t stand a chance and he was brimming with excitement.

“JARVIS lock the elevator down”, Tony squeaked out. Bucky grinned down at his lover. He rubbed his palm against the length and leaned down to capture the moan coming out of the brunet’s mouth. Licking into his mouth and swallowing the noises coming out as he continued his ministrations to the smaller man. The friction was doing wondrous things to Tony and he wanted his metal arm down his pants and take his pleasure bring him to sweet ecstasy.

“James. Please, I need your hand.”

Bucky stopped his rubbing and kissed his lovers lips again, then the corner, and went down to the column of his neck. Tony threw his head back and let him nip and suck into his neck. Tony’s body was on fire and he was panting for air. The metal arm snaked to the button and zipper of his slacks and did quick work to open them and shove them down Tony’s legs. He was left standing there in his boxer that were already damp from the little playing they’ve already done.

“Nice and wet for me baby. Bet you been thinking about this all day. Bet I could’ve came right into that board meeting and fucked you in front of everyone.”

Tony could do nothing but let out a low moan, just thinking of Bucky taking his pleasure and Tony just taking it. Bucky gave his chest a kiss and went straight for a nipple sucking it into his mouth and giving it a light nip. Tony arched his chest into that sinful mouth and wrapping his arms into that ridiculous bun. Bucky gave a small humming noise and looked up to meet Tony’s eyes. Biting his lip and thrusting into nothing, Tony could barely see the dark storm cloud blue of the soldier’s eyes. Pulling away the soldier swiftly pulled the boxers down letting the geniuses cock spring free. When the air met his cock, he let out a sharp breath not prepared for the cool air. Not having to look Tony knew his cock was a leaking mess. Bucky let out a low whistle.

“Damn baby, is this all for me?”

“Fuck. Me.” Was all Tony could moan out. The look on Bucky’s face became primal and a look of determination, in one swift motion the he was swept into the air his legs wrapped around the soldiers waist. Using one arm to hold Tony up, Bucky pushed his sweat down his thighs and as he watched he was granted the view of his soldier’s thick cock hard and heavy and leaking pre come. “Looks like someone went commando today.” Tony snarked at him. Bucky made no comment, he pushed further into the V of his hips and their lengths met. Both brunet’s groaned finally having contact with each other. Both the soldier’s arm went to Tony’s luscious bubble butt and grasped his cheeks. He could already feel the bruises forming and loved every second of it. Tony met his lover’s eyes and wrapped his arms around his neck to get settled in for the ride. Leaning their foreheads together they met each other’s lips both fighting for dominance. Bucky’s tongue going inside to taste every inch of Tony’s mouth. Thrusting his hips into the geniuses their lengths lined up, the stimulation not enough for either of them. Bucky pulled back gazing lovingly at his sweet Tony. He ran his hands to Bucky’s nipples pinching them and pulling making him grunt and grind into his lover’s body. Wrapping a hand around both their cocks Tony started a slow pace, he loved the feeling of the Bucky’s cock against his.

“Shit, honey that feels like heaven.”

Both their cocks were leaking pre come, Bucky is more so than Tony’s was. Tony rubbed the pre come down both their cocks for a more easy strokes. He was grunting by the time Tony was performing fast more efficient strokes. The heat pooling in his stomach was getting stronger. Tony squeezed their cocks swiping his thumb over Bucky’s slit. Bucky started massaging his ass as his metal arm went to Tony’s hand and joined in stroking their cocks. Tony whimpered loving the masterpiece wrapped around his cock. Tony let go and went back to pinch Bucky’s nipples leaning over and licking one making it perk up under his attention. As Bucky kept stroking he felt close to the edge and on the down stroke, Tony bit one nipple and tugged on the other it was over and he came in short spurts all over Tony’s cock and stomach. He let out a breath and let go of their cocks.

“Damn Doll.”

“Yes, Yes, I’m amazing. Now get me off Winter Smolder.”

Rolling his eyes and giving a snort. He was much too coherent for Bucky’s liking. Lowering himself down to his knees, while keeping Tony pinned against the wall, he put Tony’s legs on his shoulders and his face was in Tony’s crotch. Without warning Bucky swallowed him down all the way to the neatly trimmed hair. Tony let out a sound between a gasp and a gurgle at the surprise. Serves him right, the brat. Bucky sets to work swallowing around the cock in his mouth. Tony is making the sweetest noises looking up his face is flushed and he’s biting his lip. Bobbing his head and pulling off with a pop. He licks at the slit loving the salty taste bursting on his tongue. Bucky flattens his tongue and goes down the hilt. Tony’s thighs are squeezing his head and if he was a betting man, his lover was close to coming. Renewing his efforts, he moves his head back and forth down the length creating a suction that has Tony moaning and his hands going into the dark tresses trying to keep Bucky down on his length. He lets Tony control his movements and after a few short thrusts and a low whine, Tony is coming down his throat, and Bucky is swallowing all of it like a champ. His hands go loose and Bucky carefully settles him in his lap. Licking his lips Bucky takes his fill on the debauched looking genius in front him and the heaving breaths he’s taking to come down from his ecstasy. He can’t help but feel smug at rendering the genius breathless and satisfied.

“You with me doll?”

Meeting his eyes Tony nods his head. Smiling to himself he stands up and pulls his sweats back where they should be. Picking Tony up and holding him close to where Tony can curl into his neck. “JARVIS, Penthouse. Please don’t let anyone on the elevator on the way up. I don’t think anyone wants to see Tony in his birthday suit.”

“Of course, Mr. Barnes.”

When then elevator finally makes it to their room, he strips Tony out of his shirt and lays him on the bed. He heads into the bathroom and grabbing a washcloth he heads back into the bedroom wiping himself off and stripping his own clothes crawling into bed and wiping the sleepy genius off. Throwing the washcloth in the basket he wraps his arms around Tony and gives him a kiss on the forehead.

“Love you James.” Tony mumbles into the side of his neck.

“And I love you sweetheart. Get some rest.”

With that Tony fell asleep sated and completely content.

#winteriron #kinktober #jbbkinktober2020 #nsfk #tony stark #buckytony #james bucky barnes

[some-kindofgnome]

Kinktober 2020- Masterlist

What better way to debut my writing blog than a month of pure smut and debauchery? I’ve had a lot of fun putting these fics together, and I hope you enjoy reading them as the month goes on!

This year, I’m using jbbuckybarnes’ Kinktober 2020 prompt list. My entries will be mostly My Hero Academia, with a little MCU thrown in for flavour.

I will also be posting all of these on my AO3, so if you’d prefer to read them over there, feel free!

One personal note: My birthday is on the 13th, so I decided to make that day a self-indulgent ‘birthday sex’ fic that I think you’ll enjoy, too! I replaced the prompt on day 9 with the kink that was originally on day 13 because I vibed a little better with it :)

DISCLAIMER: All characters will be depicted as adults (18+) in adult situations. Any fics that take place in an academic setting are in college/university, NOT high school.

Additionally, the reader in all of these will present as female. I am female-presenting myself and I like to project, so they will all appear as such. I will definitely be exploring the idea of male/gender neutral readers in the future, so stay tuned!

If you’d rather not see Kinktober on your dash, all my fics will be tagged with #jbbKinktober2020 (as requested by jbbuckybarnes!) as well as #kinktober so you can feel free to block those tags.

Warnings specific to each fic will be included as each link is filled out.

All 31 entries will be listed under the cut:

Handjob (Kirishima) (w: handjob, studying/midterms, strong language, aged up characters)

Eating Out (Mirio) (w: oral sex (f-receiving), strong language, aged up characters) 

Thigh Riding (Mirio) (w: nightclubs, drinking, tipsy dry humping, aged up characters, strong language)

Choking/Spanking (Bucky) (w: dom!Bucky/bratty sub!reader, discipline, spanking, choking, emotions, mentions of anxiety, aftercare)

Daddy Kink (Hawks) (w: daddy kink, dom!Hawks, vaginal sex, begging) 

Blindfolded (Bakugou) (w: sensory deprivation, ice cubes, mentions of bondage, aged-up characters, strong language)

Blowjob (Mirio) (w: oral sex (m-receiving, mentions of f-receiving), fluff (FLUFF), aged up characters, public showers, strong language)

Voyeurism (Stucky) (w: VOYEURISM of the truest, you-don’t-know-you’re-being-watched kind. Vaginal sex. Male masturbation. Pining/angst.)

In Public (Hawks) (w: vaginal sex, up-against-the-wall-sex, partially-dressed, semi-public, uncaffienated sex, stranded/stalled elevator)

Knife Kink (Bucky) (w: knifeplay (no cutting), rough sex, definite dom!bucky vibes, angst)

Restraints (Kirishima) (w: smut (18+ please!), bondage, aged up characters, oral sex (m and f-receiving), vaginal sex, dom!reader and soft sub!Kirishima, aftercare)

Fingering (Bucky) (w: smut (18+ please!), public sex acts, opera, fingering, bucky’s metal hand)

Birthday Sex (Mirio) (w: quirkless Mirio, aged up characters, fluffy smut, fluffy fluff, this is tooth-achingly syrupy i mean it)

Sixty-Nine (Kirishima) (w: aged-up characters, face-sitting, oral sex (m&f receiving), sixty-nine)

Size Difference (Mirio) (w: Pro Hero Mirio, aged up characters, size kink, smaller reader, tummy bulge, vaginal sex, cock riding, police scanners)

Toys (Bucky) (w: toys, female masturbation, vaginal sex, Bucky finds you masturbating, then somehow it turns angsty.)

Begging (Hawks) (w: begging, needy sub!hawks, soft dom!reader, bondage, edging, teasing, vaginal sex, angst, a little bit of aftercare.) 

In the kitchen (Bucky) (w: late-night kitchen sex, fluff, ice cream)

Threesome (Kirishima/Bakugou) (w: smut (18+ please!), aged up characters, fingering, awkward threesome, the softest bullshit you’ve ever seen)

Edging (Mirio) (w: aged up characters, fingering, teasing, edging, tears)

Phone Sex (Bucky) (w: phone sex, masturbation, shitty motel rooms, mentions of oral sex (f-receiving)) 

In the shower/tub (Mirio) (w: aged up characters, winter weather, bubble baths, reverse cowgirl (sort of?) vaginal fingering, fluff)

First time (Mirio) (w: Quirkless AU, first-time sex, car sex, pre-college angst, lots and lots and lOTS of fumbling and fluff)

BDSM/ Rough sex (Bakugou) (w: aged-up characters, jealous!bakugou, rough sex, rough oral sex (both m and f-receiving), cum swallowing, marathon fucking, spanking, choking if you squint, a little aftercare)

Caught masturbating (Mirio) (w: aged-up characters, college au, masturbation, being caught masturbating, implications of sex. Mentions of studying/midterms/headaches/related tension.)

Overstimulation (Bakugou) (w: aged-up characters, bratty sub!Bakugou, soft domme!reader, bondage, overstimulation, begging, cum play, dry orgasms)

Orgy (1-A) (w: aged-up characters, pro-hero Kiri, Bakugou, Denki, Jirou, Mina and Sero, group sex, polyamory, brief mentions of drinking, not a whole lot of attention paid to protection)

Praise Kink (Bucky) (w: mentions of violence/blood/death, trauma, trauma-induced stress/emotion, self-loathing/guilt, praise kink, sad and tender sex/oral sex, bucky cries afterward)

Dirty Talk (Bakugou) (w: aged-up characters, overworked pro hero Bakugou, movie theatre (public) sex, lots of dirty talk, Bakugou’s sailor mouth)

Mutual Masturbation (Kirishima) (w: aged-up characters, pro hero Kirishima, distant mentions of violence. masturbation (both m and f), fluff)

Dressed Up (Mirio) (w: aged-up characters, vampire Mirio, drinking, mentions of smoking, blood, vampirism, deception, a little bit of mindfuckery and manipulation.)

#my hero academia #marvel #kinktober #jbbKinktober2020 #kirishima x reader #mirio x reader #bucky x reader #hawks x reader #bakugou x reader #stucky x reader #kiribaku x reader #gnomewrites #fanfiction

[maddiewritesstucky]

Kinktober 12: Fingering

A ficlet from the SugarVerse

Rating: Explicit 18+

Pairing: Daddy Steve / Bucky

Tags: Fingering, a dash of oral, sex while clothed

...

Bucky used to play piano, when he was a kid.

His grandmother had grabbed him by the hands one day when he was eight years old, and proudly proclaimed to her living room full of houseplants that these, these are pianist hands!

Bucky didn’t know what exactly it was that designated his hands as that of a pianist as opposed to a guitarist, or a painter, or a sculptor. But from that day on, every Thursday after school, he’d walk with her to the old church down the street from her house, and sit in front of the keys with a woman named Lucille who taught him how to play songs he had never heard of.

Most of them hymns, all of them before Bucky’s time and far outside of what he’d consider his kind of music, but it would make his grandmother smile; her eyes drifting shut as she’d sit in the pews and nod her head and hum along.

So he kept at it. He kept at it long enough that he came to develop an appreciation of his ‘pianist hands’ and their ability to dance across the black and white, weaving a melody that would make people smile.

As he grew into a young man, he came to appreciate all the ways those slender, dexterous fingers could also be used to draw sounds out of others that would make him smile.

Like right now, with the heat of Steve’s body clutching painfully tight around his index and middle fingers; Steve biting off curses as Bucky rubs maddening circles over his prostate.

“You’re gonna be late to work, Daddy,” Bucky hums, entirely void of genuine concern as he looks up from under his lashes.

It feels so sordid, like this...Steve fully dressed in business attire and ready to walk out the front door, save for his pants being halfway down his thighs and Bucky’s fingers buried deep inside him.

His untouched dick is leaking a wet patch onto the front of his button-up and neither of them give a shit, because it’ll get tucked into his pants once they’re done anyway, and they don’t need to speak a word of their shared possessive streak to know they wouldn’t have it any other way.

Steve should have left for work fifteen minutes ago.

Steve should know better than to step into the V of Bucky’s spread thighs when he scoots to the edge of the mattress and offers to show Steve how much he’ll miss him today.

“Little harder, baby...” Steve’s hands knead at Bucky’s bare shoulders; steadying himself or just for the sake of touching, Bucky wants it either way.

He presses at the bundle of nerves beneath his fingertips, pushes his thumb up against Steve’s perineum to rub at it from the outside too, and Steve tips his head back on a low groan. His body is strung taut, his thighs tensing and twitching, fingers gripping Bucky tight.

He’s close, and Bucky wants to back off and draw it out; wants the desperate whimper and the hard line between Steve’s brows, and the pointed look that reminds Bucky just how thin the ice is here where Steve is gifting him the upper hand.

But Steve should have left for work fifteen minutes ago.

Bucky knows better than to push his luck.

He buries his face in Steve’s chest and inhales deep, the warmth and scent of Steve’s skin right there beneath the soft fabric of his shirt. It’s so achingly familiar, lights up all the same parts of his brain where everything home and safe and loved lives, and he presses his lips over the rhythmic kicking of Steve’s heart.

“Come on my fingers,” he says, leaving the words muffled against Steve’s shirt.

He strokes at Steve’s insides, deep and slow and relentless, and Steve’s moans turn breathless; pitching higher when Bucky pushes the hem of his shirt up and takes the very tip of Steve’s cock loosely between his lips.

Bucky knows how that feels, being held like that; no tongue, no suction, just kept . It’s a kind of vulnerability that Bucky otherwise struggles to give Steve, unable to wrap him up and surround him and overwhelm him with his physical presence the way that Steve does for him.

But he gives him this - a warm, wet place to let go.  

“Come on my fingers,” he murmurs again around Steve’s sensitive flesh, says it quiet and insistent, and Steve listens.

He comes with his hands threaded desperately through Bucky’s hair, his release caught in the careful warmth of Bucky’s mouth, and Bucky feels that climax as if it were his own.

He’ll take care of himself soon, once Steve’s left. He’ll climb back under the covers on Steve’s side of the bed, where it’s still a little sleep-warm and smells like Steve; touch himself with Steve’s wrecked whispers on loop in his head, so good, Bucky...make Daddy feel so good…

“Bucky…” Steve strokes grateful fingertips over his cheeks as Bucky swallows what he’s given him, licking clean his softening length and slipping his fingers from the tight heat of Steve’s body.

Steve’s staring down at him with every night they’ve spent together sitting right there in his gaze, want and wonder and what was my life before you?, and Bucky doesn’t even have a chance to zip up Steve’s fly before Steve’s sinking to his knees in front of him.

“Steve, you’re gonna be so late...”

It might hold more weight if Bucky weren’t smiling, if he weren’t falling back against the mattress and hitching a leg up over Steve’s shoulder even as he sighs his protest.

Steve’s agreement would hold a lot more weight if he weren’t loosening his tie and undoing the top few buttons of his shirt.

“Mm,” he sighs heavily, dragging the flat of his tongue over the sensitive flesh between Bucky’s thighs, “...very, very late.”

#jbbkinktober2020 #SugarVerse #stucky fanfic #stucky #steve/bucky

[jbbuckybarnes]

Kinktober - Day 15

15/31 Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Prompt: Size Kink Warnings: 18+, not proofread, praise, being used, skipping the written foreplay (sorryyy)

Masterlist

Soft and solid hands were picking you up and setting you down on the kitchen counter as if it was the easiest thing in the world. Your legs dangled around like a little child as he smiled at you. "Like a feather." He grinned at you as he prepared himself a sandwich. "I'm not that light." You chuckled at the comment. "Well, to me you are. Tiny." He smiled. "I'm not tiny." You pouted and heard him chuckle. "You're like...5'2? That's tiny." He pointed at you with a butter knife. "No, no it isn't." You shook your head hard. "Yes, yes it is." He growled playfully and picked you up with his warm arm while grabbing his sandwich. "No, you're just very tall...and wide." You mumbled. "Baby girl? You can't even reach around me in a hug." He chuckled again as you pouted. "Because you're a giant." "Because I'm a giant and you're a tiny little bean." You grumbled and heard him giggle, "And you like being carried around like this too much to fully deny that you're a tiny." He kissed your cheek. "Fine." You sighed and he let you down in front of your door. You hugged him and felt your fingers touch behind his back, "See, they touch." "That's just the thinnest point of me." He shrugged. "Oh, fuck off." You scoffed. "Bet there are smaller parts you can't reach around." He smirked and had you dip your head. "With your hand." He added. "Yeah, you have trained arms, kind of impossible, not even the wrist." You pointed at his unharmed arm.

"That's not what I meant, baby girl." His eyes turned into fire and you were pushed into your room. "Excuse me?" You looked up offended and were shut up with a kiss as you were pinned to the wall. "Hmmhmhmm." You got yourself free. "Is this a bet or something?" He shook his head. "That's what you come up with to get me into bed?" You raised a brow. "Did you expect something else?" He grinned. "Yeah, a little more 40s charm." You shrugged as you both chuckled and continued to make out. Your hands pulled and pushed to get free from his grasp but to no avail, he wanted you right there to torture you with how slow he went. "Buck, c'mon." You mumbled against his lips and heard him sigh as he let go of your hands. You fumbled with his pants until they were on the floor and kicked away. "C'mon, I know you're curious." He murmured into your ear as you freed his cock. Indeed, you couldn't fully reach around it with your fingers. "I always wondered if your tiny hole could take my dick." He growled as you pumped him. "There isn't anything a lot of lube can't solve." You chuckled and were roughly thrown onto your bed. "C'mon, get ready for me, baby." He demanded and you crawled around to get everything needed from your nightstand before slowly undressing while he got off. You couldn't quite recall how you went from there to being slowly put back down above him, because it happened in the hazy blink of an eye, filled with attempts you make you go crazy. "Relax, baby." He murmured and felt you grab into his wrists that were holding your hips. You closed your eyes and started breathing out as soon as you felt him, begging your body to not hurt. "Good, very good. Shit, you're tight." He growled below you. You felt yourself stretch out further and further and whimpered, "Am I hurting you?" He held you right in place and you shook your head frowning. "Good. Want to see me inside of you." He grumbled as you went down further, your hands landing on his abs. He moaned out under you when you tensed up. You were moved as if you were light like a feather, like he described it. You touched your belly, felling his hard cock push against your skin from the inside. With every movement you noticed your g-spot getting more and more sensitive. A feeling you weren't used to. "Taking me so well." He growled below you, watching himself vanish into you as you threw your head back, showing his dick buried inside of you even more. "Hmm, my little sex doll, aren't ya?" He smirked as your lips parted once again. "Don't stop!" You gasped out and he moved you against him faster, bringing the filthiest melodies from both of your vocal cords. "C'mon, I know your close. Squeeze around my cock like a good girl." He demanded softly, as softly as he could this close to filling you with his cum. He slammed you down on his dick harsher another few times before you clamped down on him with a long and whiny moan. You felt your muscles lose control and squirt on him while your insides were coated in another warm liquid. "Fuck, you take dick like it's your dayjob." He panted and had you exhaustedly collapse onto him. "Too much." You got out before he took care of cleaning up and making you cozy.

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[bisexualcrowley]

Stressed

Kinktober day 11: Restraints

Pairing: Castiel x Fem!Reader

Summary: You help your angel with a little bit of stress relief

Content/warnings: Smut/NSFW, begging, dom!reader, use of safe word, use of restraints

Word count: 2,013

The week had been chaotic, non-stop working towards a way to take Chuck down, and you could see how stressed your boyfriend was. It was the eighth day in a row now where you walked into the library to find Cas hunched over some old book, eyes focused intently on the faded print.

You smirked at the sight, knowing what you had planned would make him feel better, and with that thought you strutted over to the table he was seated at, hips swinging with each step.

“Hello Y/n, can I help you with anything?” Cas asked, a weary smile gracing his features at the sight of his girlfriend leaning over the desk.

“Well, Mr. Novak, I noticed you’ve been having an exceptionally stressful day, and I figured that you might enjoy a little bit of…  hmm... how should I put this… stress relief?” You purred to the man in front of you, running your fingers softly along his jaw and down his neck, resting at the knot of his tie.

You felt Castiel’s breath hitch, pupils dilating in desire as he reached to cup your cheek in his hand. Cas shot up out of his chair, leaning in to capture your mouth with his own only to be stopped by you grabbing ahold of his tie and yanking him back into a seated position, earning a whine from the normally so composed angel. 

“Not this time baby...” you whispered to Cas, grip on his tie tightening as you walked around the table to place a hand delicately on his shoulder, lips beside his ear. “You may be an angel of the lord, but right now, I’m in charge, got it?” You leaned forward, nibbling slightly at his ear. Cas let out another whimper before nodding enthusiastically, feeling himself harden in his pants.

“If at any point you want me to stop, tell me. Safe word is nougat”  You said, walking between Cas and the desk, beginning to undo his tie, and Cas let out a breathy chuckle, staring affectionately at the woman in front of him.

“Do you even like nougat? I thought that was Jack’s thing” He raised an eyebrow at his girlfriend, only to again be stopped by a rough tug at his tie. He groaned at the feeling, blood rushing to his cock.

“Message received.” Panting slightly, Castiel sat back in his chair, grinning again as you slipped the sleeved of your robe off, pooling at your ankles and revealing a set of lacy lingerie matching the color of Cas’s tie. 

Smiling seductively at the angel, you stepped away from the garment on the floor and climbed onto his lap, lightly brushing your covered core over Cas’s growing arousal and capturing his lips in a passionate kiss. Tongues fighting for dominance, you slid your hands down the taller figure’s chest and under his shirt, Cas moaning into your mouth at the contact.

You slid your hands along his chest, massaging his shoulders slightly and letting out a slight moan as Castiel tangled his hands in your hair.

“Nuh uh baby, no touching” You said with a grin, grabbing Cas’s wrists and pinning them down as you moved your mouth to his neck, sucking hickey after hickey into his skin, Cas yelping when you nipped at his collarbone.

You returned to your previous position on your boyfriend’s lap, both of your hearts pounding as you admired the dark red marks lining his skin.

“You know what those mean baby? They mean I’m yours, and you’re mine” You breathed, leaning down to lick along the bites and soothing the slight pain.

Cas moaned, hands moving this time to cup your breasts, cock twitching in his pants at the feeling.

“Baby if you can’t keep your hands to yourself, I’m gonna have to do something about them” You chuckled, pulling away again. Cas responded in appropriate fashion, grabbing onto his girlfriend’s waist and grinding upwards, groaning at the friction he so desperately craved.

Immediately you pulled away from his grip, standing up and grabbing hold of his loosened tie. “What did I say” You purred, eyes flashing dangerously and forcing his gaze upwards. “N-no touching, Y/n” Castiel choked out, arousal straining against his pants, more than shocked at your tone and even more shocked at how much it turned him on.

“Good boy” You murmured, your tone softening with a brush of your lips against his. “And good boys deserve to be rewarded, don’t they”

Cas nodded quickly, breath speeding up again as you pressed a kiss against the side of his mouth. “Good… But first, I think we need to do something about those hands, don’t we”

Swinging a leg over his lap again, you captured Castiel’s lips in a heated kiss which Cas enthusiastically responded to, nibbling at your lip and barely noticing your quickly moving fingers undo the tie you had had so much fun with before.

When Cas finally broke away from the kiss, chest heaving, he found his shirt partially undone and two shining pairs of angel cuffs binding his wrists to the arms of his seat. 

Cas let out a noise of what he meant to be exasperation, but came out as a rough groan, turning pleading eyes towards the woman who was now swinging her hips to the beat of a silent song as she tugged off his belt, putting the slightest bit of pressure on the straining bulge in his pants, Cas replying with a moan and thrust of his hips.

“Now, for that reward…” You whispered, sinking to her knees in front of the now bound angel, who looked down at you pleadingly.  He let out a low groan as you ran a perfectly manicured finger over the bulge in his pants, straining against his restraints at the small amount of friction and silently begging for more. 

You just chuckled, continuing to drag your fingertips along his clothed member before finally undoing his trousers, slowly pulling them down his thighs and resting at his knees, returning to place an open mouthed kiss over his straining erection.

Desperately Castiel tried to push your head down, but his wrists were caught by the smooth metal of the cuffs, causing you to snicker at the frustration it caused him. “Fuck y/n , you goddamn tease” He growled, pre-cum leaking through his boxers only for you to dip your head to lick it up.

“I’m sorry baby, you’re right, I did promise you a reward”  You said, reaching forward once again to free his length which sprung forward, painfully hard.

You wrapped a hand delicately around Cas’s leaking cock, barely touching it and leaned down to lick along the prominent vein on the backside, Cas crying out and thrusting into your hand.

“Then again, I did say I’m in charge, and I've gotta say Castiel, I’m quite enjoying myself right now” You whispered hoarsely against his ear, one hand going down to lightly fondle his balls and the other reaching into your panties, arousal slicking your fingers as you began to pleasure yourself.

Breathing heavily, you pressed hot kisses against the head of the angel’s cock, running your fingers along it, teasing, but never giving the friction he needed.

Castiel’s normal breathing had been replaced with panting, whimpers and high pitched moans, hips thrusting upwards searching desperately for more stimulation, the teasing finally becoming too much for him.

“N- Nougat, Y/n” he groaned, another breath catching in his throat. You let go of his cock immediately, dominant attitude disappearing as fast as it appeared as you cupped his face in your hands, concerned eyes watching as he strained upwards again.

 “Cas? Love? What's wrong? I’m so sorry sweetheart, did I go too far?” You questioned, concerned, placing soft kisses to his cheeks as you dragged a thumb along his jawline.

“No, no, just- it’s been too long, please, no more teasing, I need more” He panted, wrists fighting against the cuffs again.

“Of course, Cassie, I’m sorry” You whispered, kissing him again before moving to undo the metal binding him to the chair, Castiel immediately yanking you down on top of him and pulling you into a deep kiss, both of you grinding against each other. As his hips began to stutter, Cas pulled back and pushed you off of his lap, chest heaving and eyes blown wide.

“As much as I love this, I want to do it right, please” Cas breathed out, voice thick with arousal as he desperately tried to hold off his release

You nodded, a good mix of arousal and love in your eyes, moving to strip out of your lingerie but catching yourself staring at the scene in front of you. 

You couldn’t contain an affectionate smile from spreading across your face at the thought that this was the side of Cas only she got to see, only you could bring out.  Of course, you loved the strong, assertive Castiel who had gone to hell and back for the Winchesters, but knowing there was a side to him that was so needy, submissive, affectionate, it was as much a turn on as it was a reminder of how much you loved him.

A huff of impatience from Cas had you moving forward again, climbing onto his lap and aligning his length with your core, finally sinking down on his leaking cock and tearing a ruined groan from Cas’s throat, you matching the noise as he bottomed out.

Cas, ever the gentleman waited for you to adjust to his size before losing all control, grabbing your hips and slamming your body down onto himself. You matched his thrusts, hands tangling in his soft brown hair as you attacked his mouth with your own, a chorus of moans and whimpers drawn from you both.

Feeling your release nearing, you moved a hand down to rub circles around your clit only to be replaced with Cas’s fingers, moving even more enthusiastically than your own.

“Fu-uck Cas, baby I’m so close, oh yeah baby don’t stop, please don’t fucking stop” You hissed, head falling back and grinding down against his cock harder.

The angel replied with a harsh tug of your hair, a string of enochian expletives flying from his mouth with each thrust.

The pain mixing with pleasure was enough to send you flying over the edge, and with a strangled scream you came harder than ever before, fluids squirting onto Cas’s cock as he fucked you through your orgasm, a few moments later following suit, his hips stuttering upwards and fingers pressing bruises into your hips as he came with a shout of your name.

Minutes passed in silence, you collapsing against your boyfriend, him wrapping his arms around you and nuzzling his head against your neck.

Finally having caught her breath, you pulled yourself upright, using two fingers to tilt Cas’s head towards you and pressing a sweet kiss against his lips.

You were met with a tired grin and a whisper of “thank you”, Castiel reaching up to cup your cheek in his hand.

“I love you, you know” he whispered, looking affectionately at the woman in his lap.

“I love you too” you smiled, placing your hand over his.

“But as much as I love you, I have to get back to work, Sam and Dean will be back soon and we still haven’t found a way to defeat God”

You groaned but didn’t protest, not wanting to move but knowing he was right.

“Get dressed, I’m gonna give Eileen a call” You smiled, giggling at the dry smile the angel gave you as a snap of his fingers had the both of you fully clothed again.  

The timing was perfect, as the moment you walked out of the room you heard the door to the bunker slam shut and the voices of Jack and the Winchesters echo throughout the space. You shot them a grin as you walked past the stairs, moving in a way you hoped didn’t give away the fact that you had just gotten thoroughly railed, the thought of Dean’s reaction to such knowledge making you chuckle.

We should do that more often, you thought to yourself with a smirk as you shut the door to your room

#castiel smut #supernatural #supernatural smut #castiel x reader #castiel novak #castiel x reader smut #jbbkinktober2020 #kinktober

[jbbarnesnnoble]

Homecoming

Summary: After a long three week mission with Steve and Sam, Bucky helps you relax and takes care of you 

Features: Use of daddy in a sexual context, use of sex toys, soft!Bucky, not overly heavy on the smut but it’s there

Kink: Daddy Kink

Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Reader; Background Polyamorous!Avengers

Notes: Day 5 of Kinktober...brought to you two months late in December. I’ll slowly be rolling out the rest of these. It took a bit for me to feel okay to come back to writing smut. 

Word Count: 1034

You were exhausted. You were coming off a long mission and you were done. You loved Sam and Steve, but three weeks in close quarters was enough to drive anyone up the wall. By the end of it, the three of you were snippy with one another. There had been no room or time to take time for yourself to just breathe and relax. No. A tiny one room cabin in the middle of the Canadian wilderness as the three of you tracked down a hidden base of an international trafficking ring meant the three of you were getting on one another's nerves within days. 

That wasn’t to say none of you worked out your frustrations. No, there was plenty of that done on the return from the mission. The strict rule in place about no sex on missions was something you were sure contributed to the feelings of annoyance. Steve opted to head to the gym after debriefing. Sam had a date with Natasha and Clint. You, on the other hand, were looking forward to a nice, relaxing bath and perhaps catching up on some reading. 

You paid little attention as you entered your room, stripping out of your uniform as you walked across to your bathroom. You nearly screamed when you realized Bucky was sitting on the edge of the huge bathtub, checking the water. 

“You okay, doll?” Bucky asked, a smirk on his face.

“Yeah, yeah. Was so lost in my thoughts I didn’t even hear the water running,” you replied. Bucky had seen you nude countless times, but you felt your face heating up under his gaze. You recognized the look on his face. 

“Why don’t you hop in the bath, tell daddy about it,” he replied. Oh, this, this you were on board with. If you said no, Bucky would leave you to it and let you bathe on your own, leaving you to your own devices for the evening. If you said yes, which you knew you were going to, Bucky would be having you see stars by the end of the night.

Bucky had a way of knowing what you needed after missions. It didn’t just go for you, but for the others. He knew Steve would work off any frustrations and aggression in the gym, before going to see one of you. Sam would go see Natasha and Clint, or Wanda. You would either want to relax by yourself or seek out him or Natasha. Depending on how the mission went. If you were simply aggravated and needed to relax, you would more likely than not want Bucky or Steve. If you needed someone to take the reins for a bit, to allow you to let loose, Natasha was who you tended to lean towards. 

Tonight, it landed on him. He was certain after sitting in on the debrief that you and Steve would need time to cool off before speaking. It was unusual for things to escalate like that, but Bucky knew the conditions on the mission had been less than ideal. He also knew that by morning, you and Steve would be cuddled up on the couch reading the newspaper together, something that had become part of your routines, even when you were angry with one another or annoyed. 

You clipped into the tub wordlessly, tugging on Bucky’s hand. He chuckled but didn’t make a move.

“I need words, doll,” he said.

“I need you, daddy,” you said, almost whining with the last word. Bucky was methodical with how he helped you. He asked if you wanted to talk about the mission as he lathered the wash cloth to clean your back, delicately washing around the bruises that decorated your body from whatever fight you had been in.

This was simply the precursor to the night,  the first step in getting you to relax and unwind after a difficult three weeks. 

Once your bath was done, Bucky pulled the plug on the drain of the tub before grabbing a towel from the closet. It was warm to the touch, courtesy of Stark’s tech. He wrapped the towel around you after helping you out of the bath, making sure you were dry before leading you to your room. 

He removed the towel from your body, laying it across the bed. It would do no good to make a complete mess of your bed. Not when he had changed the sheets for you earlier that evening. It was one of his routines on nights like this. Changing your bed, making sure to place a glass of ice water by your bed, and setting out anything he might want to use with you. 

“Look at that, my beautiful girl. Daddy’s got some new toys to try tonight, would you like that?” Bucky asked, his voice dropping low. You nodded before answering him out loud. Yes, you would very much like that. 

You heard the low buzz of a vibrator. When he touched it to your clit, you knew exactly what it was. A womanizer. Your old one had given up before you left on your mission. 

“This one is more powerful than your old one. How much do you think you can handle before you cum, doll?” Bucky asked. He had it on the lowest level and you were already beginning to arch off the bed.

“Daddy, please,” you whined. He smirked as he raised the intensity up two levels. You let out a loud moan as he did so. You were already so close. One more level and you were tipping over the edge, your orgasm crashing over you with an intensity you didn’t expect. Bucky grinned as he took in your appearance. He pulled the toy away, clicking it off before standing to remove his own clothing. 

You knew the night was about you, but you wanted his cock in your mouth. You made a move, but found yourself chastised by Bucky.

“Don’t think I won’t cuff you to the headboard, doll. Now lay back and let daddy see how many times he can make his girl cum,” Bucky said. You knew you were in for a long night, and you weren’t going to complain. 

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[nogitsune-the]

Bindings

Kinktober day 11: restraints

Sero Hanta x fem!reader

Warnings: Smut, quirkplay? Bondage

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Sero loves to try new things bed with you if its different positions or tools and this time you wanted to try to be bound up by him and his tape and he was more than happy to use his quirk on you while having sex.

The two of you decided to start it off like normal kissing, stripping each other of your clothes. Teasing from both sides if it was nipping of the skin or rubbing against each other passion is heating up the room. He then started to grab his tape and wrapped it around your wrists before fastening it on the walls

He then moved to your legs and fastened them to the edge of the bed before climbing on top of you again. He started moving his way down your body licking and kissing his way down you. As he got to your heat he licked a long stripe over your excitement drawing moans out of you, he didn't stay there too long just enough too make you need more.

He then moved further up to line himself at your entrance before pushing himself into you. You pulled at your restraints wanting to hold onto him and wrap yourself around him but you couldn't you were stuck in place as he pushed himself in and out of you. He was grunting in your ear as he keeps his pace.

You were moaning in his ears as well as he pushed you both towards your highs. "Sero I'm so close keep going" he only nodded his head before moving his hand down to you clit to start stimulating you there.

Soon enough you were growing tighter around his hard member as the coil in you snapped and your high washed over you, and Sero was close behind you as he came. When he had calmed himself down he unwrapped your arms and legs from his tape and kissed the slight marks that had gotten on you from the right tape and the glue that held it in place when he took the tape off.

"You ok my love" he was just finished kissing one of your wrists as he looked at you worried. "I'm good Sero it felt good" the worry on his face soon disappeared before he left to go to the bathroom to grab a rag to help clean you off after your long night of passion

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