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scmg11 · 2 years
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Kate Bishop x reader! Pyrokinesis. Reader is Daisy Johnson's little sister and an Inhuman who can control fire and is part of Team Coulson. The Avengers enlist SHIELD to help them on a mission where the reader is secretly dating Kate without Team Coulson and the Avengers knowing. The Coulson team are really protective of the reader, especially Daisy and the avengers of Kate because they're the youngest on the team, they met on a mission they both did, they fell in love with each other and from there they started dating. When they meet the avengers, Kate and the reader flirt the whole time and that's when the others find out they're dating.
KATE BISHOP x READER
FLIRTING
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A/N: HELLO HELLO! Sorry for disappearing again but had a pretty busy week, but here I am now!
Enjoy!
Sending love ❤️
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Summary: Y/N and Kate meet when Phil sends Y/N to collaborate with the Avengers on an Hydra case. They instantly click and start dating, but they hide their relationship to their friends, until Avengers and SHIELD need to collaborate to defeat an Hydra base. How are they going to reveal to them their relationship? Easy, by flirting.
Warnings: none, just a bit of flirting here and there.
Word count: 4392 words.
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"No Y/N, I told you, it’s a simple chemical process."
"Yeah, even if you’ve been telling me that for the past half hour, I’m not a genius like you two are, so I’m still not getting it." Y/N quipped with a teasing smile, playing absentmindedly with a pen on the work table, where she was leaning over with her arms crossed.
"You know this stuff too. Don’t put yourself down." Jemma playfully slapped Y/N’s shoulder and that gesture made a smile creep up her lips.
"Eh, I still prefer computer stuff." Y/N shrugged her shoulders and throw at the two genuses a bright smile. "Speaking of which- where’s Daisy?"
"Right here you dummy." A second after Y/N’s question, the Y/H/C girl jumped up in fright when those words were whispered in her right ear.
"DAMN IT! Daisy! You scared me." Y/N clutched her chest to try and calm down her heart beating wildly before slapping the laughing girl’s left shoulder in annoyance while she was laughing her ass off at her reaction.
"That was the whole point of subtly slipping in the lab without you noticing." Daisy answered airily as low chuckles kept coming out of her mouth, before side-hugging the girl tightly apologetically. Y/N tried to ignore the brunette’s antics, staying out with her arms crossed and her deep frown etched on her forehead, but she lasted only a few seconds before relenting and reciprocating hug.
"You’re luck I love you, you piece of shit."
"Oh yeah, I really feel loved now." Daisy mocked the Y/E/C girl, who rolled her eyes at the joke and circled her arm around her shoulders to pull her more into her body.
"You two are insufferable." Fitz shook his head, perched on his closed fist that was leaning on the table, with a small smile on his lips.
"And that’s why we love you." Simmons promptly concluded and grinned warmly at the two looking at them with glee sparking in their magnetic irises.
"Aw, I love you too guys. You are-"
"Y/N, can you come into the briefing room please?"
"And that’s my cue everybody. Enjoy your chats while I’m gone talking to the boss." Y/N went to disentangle herself from her embrace with Daisy, but the brunette tightened her grip on her waist, stopping her from moving further away.
"It’s cute to see you think you’re gonna go there alone. We want to know too. Let’s go." Y/N shook her head in amusement at her friends’ curiosity when FitzSimmons nodded in agreement at Daisy’s words before settling her eyes on the brunette who signaled with her head the lab’s exit so they could all go to the briefing room.
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"If i remember correctly, I only said Y/N." Coulson looked up from the pad and looked at Y/N, Daisy, Fitz and Simmons entering the room with an amused expression at their presence clearly not requested but not kicking them out. He got really attached to these weirdos.
"I tried to come here alone, but she sticked her body on my own and here we are." Y/N quipped back while patting Daisy on her forehead, who nuzzled her face into her shoulder and humming in blissfulness.
"Okay, well, Sam called me, he wants-"
"Sam as in Sam Wilson?" Coulson nodded with his segnature entertained smile curling the corners of his mouth at Y/N’s question, "The Falcon called you?"
"Yeah, that one. He is on a new Hydra lead but he needs our help. So I need your powers and your knowledge on what we’ve been working on Hydra for this mission."
"Me working with an Avenger?" Y/N asked rhetorically and looked around the room with a big, bright smile stretched on her lips and joy clear in her Y/E/C irises, her happiness so contagious that everyone reciprocated the gleeful grin.
"Can you manage to be far away from me for a mission?" Daisy asked teasingly as she punched the girl’s shoulder playfully, eliciting a loud snort from the Y/E/C girl.
"Pft, please! The question is if YOU can manage to be away from me." They held their hard gazes for a few more seconds before erupting in loud laughs while hugging each other. "When am I leaving?" The two pulled out of the embrace, but didn’t go too far, Y/N rounded her arm around Daisy’s shoulders as the brunette cuddled into her side and leaned her head on her chest, smiling brightly when she felt the girl lay a soft peck on her hairline before leaning her chin on her head and asking curiously at Coulson her question.
"In two days. You two are gonna meet at the Avengers compound. You can take the jet."
In that moment May entered the briefing room with her arms crossed and wearing her signature smirk as she interjected into the conversation, "and take it back in one piece this time."
"It wasn’t my fault last time!"
"She’s right. We tried to keep it clean but those idiots used those spray can on the Bus’ exterior." Daisy added, her eyes a mix of merriment and fear of May.
"Whatever happened, I don’t want it to happen again. Understood?" May lifted on singular eyebrow up in an intimidating manner and Y/N nodded in fright.
"Yes May, I promise!"
"Good." May nodded appeased and let a small smirk fall back on her hardened features after pulling the desired reaction from the Y/H/C girl.
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"Here, don’t forget this." Fitz handed Y/N a small bag with something wrapped with aluminum foil.
"What is it?" The Y/H/C it let it jump up and down in her palm to test the object’s weight while observing it closerly to try to figure out what it was.
"It’s your favorite sandwich." Jemma explained with a warm smile, her hands clasped together nervously in front of her body. "We thought you would be hungry while traveling to the Avengers compound. You need energy for this mission."
"You guys! C’mere!" Y/N smiled brightly at the sweet gesture and signaled the three of them watching her expectantly with her left hand to hug her. They immediately wrapped their arms around the girl and pulled her in a tight embrace, everyone closing their eyes to bask in their proximity.
"We are gonna miss you." Fitz spoke up as soon as they disentangled themselves from the hug, Jemma nodding in agreement beside him, while Daisy entwined their arms together and cuddled into Y/N, leaning her head on her shoulder.
"I will miss you guys a lot. It’s my first mission away from you, it’ll be hard." Y/N admitted with her eyes brimming with tears, getting emotional from the love the three of her team members were showering her in. "Especially from you." Y/N’s caressed Daisy’s hair gently and kissed the crown of her forehead, causing the girl to hum in agreement and squeeze the girl’s arm tightly, before pulling away from the embrace and stared at Y/N seriously.
"Be careful. If anything happens, call me. And I’ll be there."
"I will." Y/N nodded and smiled at Daisy to lift up a bit the heavy air around them, effectively cracking the brunettes worried expression and replacing her deep frown with a bright smile.
"I will miss you, sis."
"Come here, you goofball!" Daisy rolled her eyes fondly to cover up her eyes filling up with tears and pulled on Y/N’s wrists to hug her a bit more.
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"Okay, here we are." Y/N pushed the gate’s button for it to open and slowly descended down the jet’s stairs, anxious but excited to meet Sam once again. As soon as her feet landed on the well-kept lawn, Sam stopper right beside her, emanating an happy and comforting aura with his big smile.
"Hey Johnson. Long time no see." He opened his arms for a quick hug and chuckled when the girl threw herself into the embrace and crashed their bodies together, causing him to stumble back a bit.
"So, what you got for me?" Y/N asked as soon as she disentangled herself from the smiling man and looked up at him in excitement.
"It should be easy. With your knowledge on Hydra operations and your computer skills it will be easier to track those idiots down. As soon as we find the location, I need you to go there and get some informations about their current operation. If the situation is already bad, just jump in and stop them." Y/N nodded as she listened closely to Sam’s instructions as they walked into the Avengers compound where she’ll start doing her magic on their computers and track Hydra’s location down. "You won’t be alone. I paired you up with one of our new recruits. She is Clint’s protégé." Sam vaguely informed her of her mission partner before stopping at a scanner where he showed his badge that immediately granted him into the room.
Y/N’s eyes widened comically when her Y/E/C irises swept over a bunch of computers and big screens scattered all over the room, her hands already itching to touch a few keyboards and see how these computers worked. "Wow."
"Pretty good, hm?" Sam crossed his arms under his chest and smiled proudly at the room then down at the girl with her eyes sparkling with pure joy. "Why don’t you start doing your thing and I’ll go get Kate?"
"Yeah sure." Y/N answered absentmindedly while walking towards a strategic table and started typing away, already soaked up in those amazing machines.
She didn’t really know how much it passed, it could have been two minutes or two hours, she was completely absorbed into typing away and tracking down Hydra operation, so it wasn’t a surprise when she jumped up in fright when a hand tapped tentatively on her left shoulder to get her attention. "Shit- you scared me Sam. Don’t do that ever aga-" Y/N’s words died in her mouth, stopped in her suddenly dry throat when she turned around to find an extremely attractive black haired goddess instead of Sam Wilson. "Shit, sorry! I thought you were Sam. Hey, I’m Y/N." Y/N tried with every bone in her body to act cool in front of the blue eyed beauty and stretched her hand out to the girl for her to shake it with a charming smile.
The girl let out delightful, heavenly chuckle and took her hand, both girls feeling a jolt running down their spines as soon as their skin touched, to shake it with a brighter-than-sun grin. "I’m Kate. Your partner- I mean not partner partner, y-your mission partner. We- we will be together. Not- in a relationship way- I mean you are extremely attractive- why am I still talking?! Okay I’ll just stop." Kate stammered out and grimaced in embarrassment at her ramble that Y/N found extremely adorable.
The Y/E/C girl let out a small chuckle and shook her head, "well partner. Why don’t you come here and help me find our targets?" She asked with a seductive but sweet voice and turned around to show the girl the table where she was typing away not to long ago, a flirtatious small smirk rolling over her lips as she eyed the black haired beauty in.
"Yeah, of course." Kate nodded in agreement and walked closer to the table and watched intently Y/N typing away and doing what she completely gave up to understand but fascinated her no less.
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"HA! Take this Fitz!" Y/N exulted out loud, letting her controller fall down on her lap and high-fiving Jemma and Daisy cheering her on in her battle with Fitz on Call Of Duty. They had a bet going on about Fitz believing Y/N could never defeat him 4 times in a row, even if she was good in this game. Y/N being Y/N immediately made a counter-offer, beating him 6 times in a row. And now, 6 matches later, Y/N is celebrating her victory, gloating smugly while Fitz rolled his eyes good-naturedly at her for her celebration.
"Okay, okay. You’re better than me in Call Of Duty. I’ll give you that. Now stop being annoying." Fitz dismissed her joyful behavior with a shadow of a smile on his lips, something that made Y/N’s grin broaden and the girl immediately threw herself into Fitz’s arms, followed by Jemma and Daisy in a sweet group hug.
"Should I be offended that I wasn’t invited?" The four of them broke apart when they heard Coulson’s voice as he trotted into the room.
"We would’ve come into your office in a minute and attack you with a group bear hug." Y/N quipped causing soft snorts and whispered chuckles to echo around the room, reveling in the small smile adorning Phil’s face.
"Please don’t."
"Lie all you want. I know you want us to do it."
"Maybe later. Now we have a new mission. Get ready, the Avengers are already on their way there." Phil turned around and walked towards the briefing room, a motion that Y/N, Daisy, Jemma and Fitz mirrored, following in the room with amazement swimming in their eyes.
"Wait a second. The Avengers?" Daisy asked still a bit in shock.
"Like the real Avengers?" Jemma asked after Daisy’s question, smiling brightly at the prospect.
"Do you know another group called Avengers?" Phil asked rhetorically before tapping away on their table to let the informations they had for this mission appear on the big screen.
"Is this mission that dangerous that it requires the Avenger’s help?" Fitz seemed the only one asking a valid question, while Y/N stayed oddly quiet while observing what they needed to now for the mission.
"Kinda. Here, look."
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"Are you sure this is gonna work?" Sam asked hesitantly as he eyed curiously Jemma and Leo using their devices to analyze the place.
"Don’t worry. I was skeptical too the first time." Daisy cracked a joke and winked at the tall man who shook his head amused.
"Sam, here are the flash drive you requested." Y/N turned around, trying to cover up her smirk when she head that melodious voice reach her ears, and was met with the astounding beauty that was Kate Bishop in all her glory wearing that tight, breathtaking suit she instantly loved the first time she saw it.
"Nice suit." Y/N commented after Kate handed Sam the thumb drive, getting the archer’s attention, who smiled sheepishly at her with a blush already forming on her features while her hands flailed around nervously.
"Thanks." She whispered as she looked down while pushing a strand of black hair behind her ear.
"But I bet it would look better on my bedroom floor." Y/N nonchalantly added, plastering the smuggest grin she ever mustered on her face before walking nonchalantly to the other side of the room. Four heads turned in her direction and watched her leave as if she just didn’t hit on Kate in front of everyone with their eyes widened in surprise, while Kate’s blush intensified and a familiar throbbing made its presence known between her legs.
Their first mission together lasted two weeks. They had time to get to know each other better and to, much to every single trope known on earth, fall in love, unbeknownst to their respective teammates. It’s not that they didn’t want to tell them because they were hiding or something, they both had been out and proud for years, they just wanted to enjoy their time together, sneaking out from their facilities to spend time away from others was exciting and they wanted to keep it like that for a few weeks. But when they wanted to share their relationship to their family and friends, the right moment never came. There was always a mission, Hydra or some other crazy shit their world had to offer. When they found out they had to collaborate on a case together they were over the moon for having the opportunity to spend more time together and thought that maybe the time to tell their family and friends about their relationship finally came. But instead of endure the excruciating embarrassment of telling their teammates about their relationship, they decided to let them figure it out by flirting shamelessly in front of them. So here they are now. There was no going back and they were loving every second of it.
Daisy eyed her sister walking away from them, then Kate smiling down at her feet with a crimson color on her cheeks before meeting Jemma’s and Leo’s eyes, finding the same amount of confusion in them, both shrugging their shoulders at her to silently tell her ‘we too don’t know what just happened’.
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They found a warehouse not too far from Seattle’s suburbs and now they were currently fighting about thirty Hydra agents trying to stand in their way. Y/N threw a really hard punch right in the thug’s face, hearing a loud cracking sound before he fell down unconscious on the ground. She looked up to see Kate having another Hydra agent blocked in a deadly, strong grip with her thighs around his neck, causing her center to be right into his face. Y/N smirked devilishly and walked towards the girl, knocking another minion down before speaking up with her breath a bit labored from her fight exertion, "damn, how lucky he is right now!" Daisy turned around, after using her powers to throw two agents on the nearest wall, when she heard her sister’s voice and gave her undivided attention to the two girls standing not too far from her, "hey Bishop, wanna try that on me too later?" Daisy’s jaw slacked open in shock at the bold request her sister just made to the archer in the middle of a fight, her eyebrow furrowing more and more as she watched Y/N eye the girl sultrily as Kate landed perfectly on her feet after knocking the agent unconscious and murmured a loud enough to be heard by the brunette ‘maybe’ to her sister before throwing a wink at her and focusing on the next target, this time throwing an arrow landing into his left shoulder and effectively pinning him on the wall.
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"We’re almost done, two more rooms to clear." Sam told everybody around him and nodded at Fitz to use his pad to scan the room through the closed door.
"There are 11 men typing away on computers and 5 more guards walking around the room and observing through the windows."
While Sam was busy planning their next move, Kate leaned down to tie her left shoe, giving a great view of her ass to Y/N, standing a few feet away from her, "damn Kate, are those pants from space?" Kate merely turned around after finishing with her shoe and gazed at Y/N with a small smirk already rolling over her lips, just waiting for the flirty comment with an eyebrow arched up in a silent question. "Because that ass is out of this world." Fitz stuttered in his explanation after hearing the girl’s words directed to the archer, now blushing at the flattery phrase, while Jemma stared at Y/N like she just grew two heads and Daisy was praying for the floor to swallow her whole.
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Y/N and Daisy were working fast on the computers to try to hack them and duplicate every single informations stored there to take into the Bus, their eyes sweeping over the words, files and everything they needed to copy, while Sam, Phil and May took care of a few other guards, Jemma and Fits grabbed a few reports about unknown experiments and Kate stayed behind them to protect them from whatever threat could come into their way.
"Wow, you really know your way with computers. I bet those fingers can do a lot of more things other than typing away on a keyboard." Kate smirked widely when she saw the girl’s fingers stopping for just a second before starting back up in typing away on the keyboard, knowing she pulled the desired effect from her girlfriend, meanwhile Daisy merely stopped her task to look in shock at Kate, who was purposefully avoiding her eyes, a tool fell out of Jemma’s hands after she heard Kate’s innuendo and Fitz tried really hard to disappear from there.
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"Great job everyone. Let’s go back to the Avengers Compound, drinks are on me." Sam thanked everyone for their help and walked towards their jet that was flying back to New York.
Just when they needed to separate to go into the Bus, Y/N stopped Kate from parting ways and asked in a hushed tone and with a clearly fake, innocent, face, "hey do you wanna go back to the compound with us? We can hit the high mile club to kill time."
Kate let out a soft sort to suppress the hard blush forming on her cheeks and followed Y/N into the big jet. Not too far behind them, the others followed the two girls, grimaces adorning their features. "Can I ask something I’ve been asking myself all day?" Daisy asked rhetorically, waiting just a second to see Fitz and Jemma nod silently, before continuing, "what the fuck is going on?"
"I wish I had an answer to this question." Jemma sighed dejectedly and slung her arm around the brunette’s shoulder to comfort her, the girl immediately leaning into the touch and huffing out gently in the process.
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"After this tiring, confusing and really embarrassing day, I think we need some pregame before arriving at the compound." Daisy threw herself on the comfy couch in the lounge section of the plane, followed right after by Jemma and Leo, mirroring her splaying position on the couch. "I’ll go get out secret stash." Daisy reluctantly sat up and trudged over the control room where Fitz hid a bottle of scotch. She opened the door where the alcoholic beverage was stashed away only for her to screech loudly in shock and embarrassment from the view she was met with. There they were, her sister and Kate Bishop. Daisy innocently thought Y/N was showing the girl around the Bus when they didn’t join them on the couch, but instead they were making out in the control room with the upper halves of their suits off, the archer sitting on a counter while Y/N leaned in between Kate’s parted legs that were around her sister’s waist to pull her impossibly closer into her body. "What the fuck?!"
"DAISY!" Y/N screeched alarmed after the two broke apart in fright at the sudden voice and tried to fasten Kate’s bra, that she was just trying to peel off of her, back on. "What are you doing here?"
"What am I doing here? What are you two doing here?!" Right then Jemma and Fitz appeared behind Daisy with worried expression after hearing Daisy crying out loud, Fitz grimacing in discomfort at the scene before turning around with his face deep red while Y/N tried to shield her boobs away from Leo.
"Oh great, we gained an audience." Y/N rolled her eyes and leaned down to retrieve their discarded clothes to put back on, before helping Kate down the counter and on her feet.
"What the actual fuck?!" Daisy repeated her previous words and batted her eyes in confusion at the situation.
"Okay, let’s go into the lounge room and I’ll explain everything to you guys."
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"Okay, let’s rewind for just a second here. You are telling me you two have been together for 5 fucking months and you never told me anything?" Y/N let her head fall when she saw the hurt and betrayal in her sister’s eyes, sighing out and wiping away a traitorous tear that escaped her left eye, then she felt a comforting hand on her right leg squeezing her knee, a gesture that gave her enough courage to meet her sister’s disappointed eyes.
"I’m sorry. I know it’s a lame apology, but I am truly sorry. Keeping this away from you for this long it’s been a torture. I know you are very protective of me- you guys are protective of me, but believe me when I tell you that we wanted to tell you the second we got together, but we were during a mission then and when we got back, things got in between and we never found a good moment to share the news with you guys. Daisy, Jemma, Leo please believe me when I tell you guys I’m truly sorry."
The three agents stayed in silence, looking at the two pensively while anxiety grew into Y/N’s and Kate’s chests. "We believe you, Y/N." Jemma was the first to speak up before sitting up and walking towards Y/N to hug her tightly, not to long after both feeling a body, both knowing really well it was Fitz’s one, colliding with theirs and joining the hug. When they separated Fitz and Simmons threw at Kate a gentle smile that the arched mirrored with a whispered ‘thank you’, while Y/N tentatively met Daisy’s eyes and tried to smile gently at her, only to gulp loudly when her sister stayed put, looking into space with an unreadable face on. Y/N’s sigh must’ve pulled Daisy out of her trance, because a few seconds later she crashed into her sister’s body and hugged her tightly.
"I love you so much Y/N."
"I love you too sis. So so much." The two hugged tightly for what felt an eternity but were just a couple of seconds, before Daisy pulled herself out to kiss the crown of Y/N’s head sweetly. She sat up and stared at Kate curiously, the archer trying to bravely meet her intimidating eyes, but failing miserably, breaking their eye contact and looked down to watch her wrenching hands instead. She was pulled out of her worried state when three bodies crushed over hers and hugged her tightly, instantly making her tear up at Y/N’s team members for accepting her and her relationship with Y/N and for making her feel like she was already part of their family.
They pulled away from the hug and took their seats on the couches in the lounge room, before Daisy dropped her big grin she was sharing with Kate and asked seriously before letting a grin crack her scary façade, "so Kate, tell us about yourself."
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wwilsonbarness · 4 months
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my girl
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pairings:  bucky barnes x female!reader 
summary: based on the request below!
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Warnings: smut 18+ only - established relationship, quick mention of reader being a teacher, minorrrr angst (like not at all), mentions of anxiety, fluff fluff fluff, smut (unprotected sex, public sex, creampie, nipple play, spit kink), use of pet names (sweet girl, baby) - let me know if i missed any please :) 
word count: 2842
a/n: not beta read or really edited lol. Also my first time writing in months so this is kinda shit. 
Feedback, likes and reblogs are much appreciated :) 
I do not give permission for my work to be copied, reposted or translated on any other platform. Do not read or interact if you are a minor.
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“How do I look?” You ask Bucky as you walk into the kitchen, twirling slightly to show off your outfit. 
“Beautiful as always doll.” He walks towards you and brushes his lips against your forehead. “Don’t be nervous, they’re gonna love you.” 
Bucky always knew how you were feeling, even when you were trying to hide it. 
You take a deep sigh before replying, “I just want to make a good first impression, I know they’re important to you.” 
“Not as important as you are doll.” You feel his smirk against your forehead as he brings himself closer for another kiss. 
“Forever the charmer Buck, I love you.” 
“I love you too,” He grabs your hand and pulls you towards the door, “come on, we don’t wanna be late.” 
You try to stop in front of the mirror to check how you look once more but he stops you, “Stop worrying baby, you look perfect.” 
“I just want them to like me.”
“And they will, I promise” 
Everything about your relationship with Bucky had been amazing so far but the idea of meeting his friends, the people who had been there for him since he became himself again, before you even knew each other, was terrifying. If they didn’t like you, what would that mean? Sure Bucky says you’re the most important person in his life but no matter how hard you tried you couldn’t convince yourself that if his friends didn’t like you then Bucky would dump you. 
“Baby, you have got to stop worrying. They’re gonna love you.”
“You don’t know that Bucky.”
“But I do..” He trails off his words to show you how confident he is about this. Your lips come together in a little pout, which Bucky finds adorable. 
It was only a 15 minute drive to the tower where the rest of the Avengers lived, you were secretly hoping there would be some traffic to hold you up but the roads were nowhere near as busy as they usually were. Bucky could feel the anxiety radiating off you, he wished he could take it away from you, there was really 0 chance that his friends wouldn’t love you, but you were naturally an anxious person and he knew that so he did what he knew comforted you and rubbed circles over your hand on the drive there. You appreciated him for trying to comfort you but your anxiety would not ease up. You’d never felt this nervous before, you must’ve completely zoned out for the rest of the car ride because what felt like only a minute later had actually been 15 and you were pulling up to the tower. 
Bucky had a quick chat with the gate attendant before driving through the gates and parking in his designated spot. 
“You ready doll?” He asks, turning himself towards you with a soft smile on his face.
“Mhmm, let’s go.” You were not ready but you didn’t want to ruin Bucky’s night, it’d been a while since he’d seen everyone with all the missions everyone had recently been on and you knew he was excited. 
He quickly climbed out the car and made his way to your side, always insisting on opening your door for you. When you get out he holds his hand out for you and you immediately grab hold of it. He pulls you closer towards you and plants a gentle kiss on your forehead before whispering to you. “I promise baby, it’s gonna be fine.” You shoot him a quick, almost forced smile, and nod, showing you were ready to go in. 
It only takes a few minutes to get up to the living quarters side of the tower, and now a quick elevator ride was the only thing between you and people Bucky loves. As the elevator started to slow you took a deep breath and readied to walk out. As soon as the doors open you can hear a loud laugh boom through the room followed by a quiet chuckle beside you. It had only been a couple seconds and Bucky was already so happy to be back here. 
As you turned the corner your eyes quickly scanned the room trying to put names to faces of everyone Bucky had told you about. Obviously you knew everyone's superhero names, but to Bucky they were his friends, his family, not superheroes. Suddenly everyone had turned your way and you realise Bucky had made both your presences known. You felt like all eyes were on you and Bucky could tell your nerves had shot up, so he lightly gave your hands a squeeze.”Hey guys.”
“Hey Bucky!” Sam shouted over and began walking towards you. “You must be Y/N? Bucky’s told me a lot about you.” 
You nod towards, who you knew to be Sam, as much as Bucky told you they weren’t best friends, you knew that they were. You smile and hold your hand out to shake his. “That’s me, nice to meet yo-” Before you could finish, Sam pulled you in for a hug. 
“We’re all about hugs here. You’re part of the family now.” You can’t help but laugh and hug him back. You really appreciated him being so welcoming, he was the one person you were most worried about not liking you. From what Bucky told you, he was very protective over the people he cares about. 
“Alright Wilson, don’t scare my girl away.” Sam pulls away and moves to Bucky to give him a hug as well. 
You look at Bucky and smirk, "Your girl, hm?” He looked confused for a split second before the tips of his ears started to turn bright red and his usual smug smirk disappeared when he realised what he’d said. 
“Sorry doll.” You weren’t sure why he was apologising or why he was embarrassed. “I didn’t mean to sa- sorry.” You’d never seen someone's skin turn so red as fast as his had in this moment. 
“Don’t be, I liked it.” You whisper right next to him, hoping no one else heard. Before he could respond to you, more voices filled the space around you. 
“You could’ve just asked for a hug too Bucky, besides if you haven’t scared her off already, I don’t think much will” Sam teases.
“So your girl? Must be serious. I’ll expect my wedding invite any day now. Bucky’s face was only growing redder and he couldn’t look anyone in the eye, forcing his gaze to the floor. His hand was rubbing the back of his neck, something you knew he did when he was embarrassed. You took a small step closer to him and rubbed your hand on his arm, showing you really didn’t mind the nickname, in fact you loved it. A small smile was starting to form on his face but before you could see it grow any more a voice pulled you away.
“Alright Wilson, stop hogging them. The rest of us want to introduce ourselves as well.” You instantly recognise the face as Clint, someone who Bucky truly owed a lot to. He had let Bucky live with him and his family for a bit when he needed some time away from the city. The memories of Steve leaving and his past life got too much to handle and he already felt like he had imposed too much on Sam and his family. He would forever be grateful for Clint and Laura taking him in, he really felt a part of their family, so much so that their kids had started calling him Uncle Bucky. 
Clint put his hand towards yours and introduced himself, “Hi Y/N, I’m Clint. Sorry about him, I promise we’re not all as crazy as him.” You laughed at his joke and shook his hand. It’s lovely to finally meet you Clint, Bucky’s spoken a lot about you.” 
“It’s all lies.” He jokes before moving onto Bucky and giving him a side hug. 
“Laura and the kids here too clint?”
Clint shook his head before moving to stand in front of you both. “Sorry Buck, they had some school things on, but they made me promise to ask you to visit soon, and to bring your girl!” Clint replies with a wink which makes you laugh. Bucky couldn’t stop his huge smirk from reappearing as Clint called you his girl. 
As they continued talking more people made their way over to you and introduced themselves. First there was Joaquin and then Sarah and her boys. The boys completely skipped saying hello to you and ran over to their uncle Bucky before Sarah called them back to apologise. They came back and introduced themselves and with a little nudge from Sarah apologised for rushing past you. “That’s okay, I know you're excited. It was very nice to meet you both boys.” They shook your hand and ran over again to Bucky.
“Sorry about them, I swear they love Bucky more than they love me sometimes.” Sarah smiled at seeing how nicely you fit into the group and gave you a hug, just like how Sam had to show you that you were welcomed. Once all the introductions were done you all sat down in the living room. You were the main topic of the conversation, everyone was interested in knowing how one person had completely changed Bucky’s life. 
“So Y/N,” Wanda started, “Bucky said you’re a teacher?” 
“Yeah that’s right.” You slightly laughed aftwards, not because it was funny but you were slightly panicking being the centre of attention around all these people. Especially since some of them were literal superheroes. “I know it’s not as exciting as you guys but I enjoy it.”
Everyone quickly spoke up and defended you against yourself. Especially Sarah and Clint, with having kids they knew how important teachers were. It felt good knowing that they thought that of you, even though you were still feeling anxious, everyone had been so welcoming to you and you weren't sure why you were so nervous.You didn’t notice but Bucky was looking at you as you spoke, his eyes were a tell tale sign that he was so proud of you. He knew how hard you worked and loved when you got the recognition you deserve. 
“What age do you teach?” Joaquin asked next.
“Oh erm, at the moment I teach second grade but I’m hoping to move up soon.” 
“It must be hard, kids are annoying little creatures.” Sam says, looking at Cass and AJ for their reactions, they both shout “Hey!” before Sam tickles them. 
Another voice starts, you’re not sure who but doesn't get far before Bucky interrupts. “Alright alright, stop grilling my girl.” His girl. “I haven’t seen most of you guys in months, what’s been happening? 
You look at Bucky and smirk when he calls you his girl again and it only takes a few seconds for him to realise what he’s said again and he can’t help but smirk, knowing that you like it. 
The rest of the night went well, you felt like they all really liked you. Before you knew it, it was around midnight and you were working in the morning so had to get home. 
“Again, it was really lovely to meet all of you! Thank you for a great night.” You say as you head for the elevator, Bucky following close behind. 
“Make sure to tell the boy’s I said bye, Sarah!” Bucky shouts, “Clint, let’s plan a trip soon. See you all later!” Bucky shouts through, the elevator doors just cutting him off.
As soon as the doors shut you lead your head against his shoulder. “You okay sweet girl?” 
“I’m good, just tired.”
“You have a good night?”
You nodded against him, “I’m sorry we couldn’t stay longer.” 
“Hey,” He moved slightly and held your head in his hands, bending over slightly to be eye level as he spoke. “We stayed plenty, I know you have work tomorrow, and plus..” He moved closer to your ear to whisper. “.. I couldn’t do this in there.” He lowered one of his hands to your ass and squeezed before pressing you both against the elevator wall. He moved his lips against yours and kissed you, it was a desperate kiss.  “You like being my girl huh?”
You can’t help but giggle when he calls you his girl again. You bite your lip before answering. “I do..” He lowers his hand to the hem of your dress and traces his fingers over your inner thigh 
“Fuck baby, I nee-” The ding of the elevator doors opening interrupts you both. “Fuck!” Bucky curses everything stopping him from touching you right now. He presses the button to close the doors and immediately after presses the alarm button. The elevator makes a clank noise before it goes silent again, the only sound being you trying to catch your breath after that kiss. Bucky goes back to kissing you but starts on your neck and starts going lower and lower. When his teeth graze over your nipple through your dress you push him back slightly.
“Bucky we can’t here..” You whisper, knowing he can hear your heart beating, you needed him just as bad as he needed you. 
“Baby.. I’ll fuck my girl anywhere I want to.” He says before returning to your tits. You bite back a moan which Bucky notices. Your sex life from bucky wasn’t boring by any means but it had never felt as intense as this. The thrill of being in public was sending chills through you. 
“Oh shit.. Bucky please. 
He lifts your dress up and pulls your panties to the side, using his other hand he unties his jeans and pulls them down enough for his already hard cock to fall out. He rubs his hand over it a couple times and looks at you. “Spit on it for me.” His words send flutters through your stomach and down to your pussy, and you do as he says. 
“You ready?” 
You nod as you answer, “Pleasee.”
He lifts you up and rubs the tip of his cock against your pussy, gathering your slick before he pushes in. “Fuck, my girls got such a tight pussy.” He keeps pushing until he’s fully in, hitting that spot that makes you grab onto his shoulders, your nails digging into him, which he likes. “You feel so good baby.”
“Fuck.. Bucky please..” He feels so good but his thrusts are slow and you need more.
“What do you need?” He smirks at you, knowing exactly what you need but waiting until you ask for it. 
“Fuck me..” Your head falls back, Bucky’s hand cups it to stop it hitting the wall. “Please.”
He chuckles at the desperation in your voice, “Anything for you my sweet girl.” His thrusts fasten and you feel yourself racing towards your high. You use your hands to steady yourself as he fucks into you. You bite your lip to stifle your moan but Bucky doesn’t like that. “Don’t do that baby.. Don’t hide your pretty little noises. I wanna hear you. Want the whole tower to hear how you sound when I fuck you.” 
“Fuck.. Bucky you feel so good. I think I’m gonn-”
“I know baby, it’s okay. Let go for me.” He moves his hand from behind your head and wraps it around your neck. The cold from his touch and him speeding up was enough to send you over the edge.
“Fuckkkk.. Bucky I’m cum- I’m cumming.” 
“Oh Fuck.. I’m there too, baby.” He groans, almost whimpers in your ear. “Feel s’good baby.” He slows his thrusts down as you both come down from your highs.
When you don’t respond he looks at you. “You okay?” 
You can’t speak but you nod your head. 
“You all cockdrunk?” 
“Mhmm.” 
“Such a good girl for me.” He strokes the side of your face and plants a soft kiss on your lips. “Let’s get you home, sweet girl.” 
He slowly inches out of you and sets you down. You stumble a little and grab onto his shoulder to steady yourself. 
“Thank you Buck.” 
“You don’t need to thank me, come on let’s get you home.” He puts his arm around your waist before reaching over and pressing the alarm button again. 
The doors of the elevator open and Sam is standing there, his eyes bulge open before he laughs. You immediately stand up straight and try make yourself look like you haven’t just been fucked moments before but it was obvious. 
You feel your skin warm at being caught but Bucky just laughs beside you like it was no big deal. “I should’ve known it was you two lovebirds causing trouble. Now I know no ones really stuck, I’ll see you guys later” 
“Bye Sam.” You manage to mumble before Bucky pulls you closer, you look at each other and have to hold in your laughter.  
“See ya Wilson.”
“I love you sweet girl.”
“I love you more.” 
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summary. | Your father’s friend just wants you to relax for once.
prompts. | Natasha Romanoff + Dad’s Best Friend + “You have no idea what you do to a woman like me.” + Creampie, requested by Anonymous.
pairing. | dark!dad’s best friend!Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader.
warnings. | NON/DUBCON, coercion, age gap, dad’s best friend, Mommy kink, drinking/forced drinking, rough sex, strapping, use of squirting strap, pet names, dirty talk, mild dumbification, praise, mentions of female oral, and more. 18+ MINORS DNI!
author’s note. | this is a part of my Dark Concepts (2023) request form. thank you for taking part in this event! please enjoy and don’t forget to reblog. MINORS DNI, 18+ ONLY! taglist: @hansensfics.
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Natasha’s strap-on strokes your inner walls, repeatedly hitting that sweet spot within you. She holds your arms above your head by your wrists, and you marvel at her strength. 
Your tits bounce with her powerful thrusts, pathetic moans leaving your parted lips and filling the room. Your pornographic noises drown out the sound of skin on skin, but you’re still a victim of the older woman’s filthy words.
“Look at ya—you’re a mess, baby,” Natasha coos, admiring the fucked-out look on your face. She watches as your eyes roll back into your head when she grinds her cock into you, giving your clit some friction. “You needed this badly, huh? Just needed Mommy to fuck you.”
Absentmindedly, you nod your head. 
But it’s true—you’re always so on edge and straitlaced. Natasha—your father’s friend—believed you needed a good fucking to loosen you up. Along with much alcohol, which she gladly supplied you with until you were incoherent.
“Uh-huh!” you babble, keeping your legs spread so that she can better spear into you. Your head swims under the waves of wine and arousal, desire bubbling to the surface with the euphoria that bursts in your body. She loves you like this.
Natasha chuckles at how she has basically fucked you stupid.
It didn’t take much to get you like this—writhing on the bed in the guest room she always occupies whenever she’s in town. Just some heavy petting, and you were gone—pliant under the older woman’s touch. At times, you mumbled refusals, but once she got your clothes off, you were everything she has dreamed of.
Natasha reaches a thumb down to your clit, and she rubs the swollen pearl, making you cry out. “Oh– ’M gonna come,” you mewl, staring up at her as you focus on the ascension of your climax. 
The pressure within you builds and builds, intense and breath-taking. Your moans are loud, and Natasha is glad she made sure no one would be home. She thrusts in and out of you with vigour, determined to get you to come around her dick.
“You gonna come on Mommy’s cock, baby? Hm? Gonna soak it like a good girl?” she asks, adding fuel to the fire that is your orgasm. You nod rapidly, and she smirks. “Go ahead, then. Come for Mommy,” Natasha tells you.
On her command, you come undone. Your cunt squeezes your father’s friend’s strap as you coat it in your cream. You cry out her name and dig your nails into your skin, leaving crescent-shaped scars in their wake.
The pleasure is too much—you haven’t felt anything like this before. Natasha fucks you through your climax, even when you become overstimulated and weakly beg her to give you a break. She keeps rubbing your clit until she deems you’ve had enough.
The older woman reaches down to her strap and grabs at the fake balls, ready to give you a surprise you’ll have to remember the following day. 
“Mommy’s gonna fill you up, baby,” she whispers, slowing down the movements of her hips. Your brows furrow in confusion, but in your haze, you don’t question her words too much. All you can think about is getting fucked. “Gonna dump a load in this tight cunt—fill ‘er up ‘til you’re begging me for more.”
Natasha squeezes, and you feel thick, sticky liquid spurting inside you. It coats your walls, and the odd sensation is welcomed. Just as she said, she fills you up with the ‘cum’ until it leaks past her fake cock, dripping down your ass and onto the sheets. 
“You have no idea what you do to a woman like me,” she smirks, leaning down to press a chaste kiss on your lips. She is more than satisfied when she tastes herself and the wine on your mouth.
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dungeonpuppykai · 14 days
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Hey sweetheart 😘 I really hope requests are opened and you don't mind me sending in a request 🤗
I thought of something where you and Bucky are close friends with huge feelings for each other but you're both too stubborn to admit. So one time you're having movie night at the compound and you take your spot besides Bucky, enjoying the closeness. As some intimate scene appears, you feel Bucky all tense up and excusing him, so you later find him in his room wondering what's wrong, and finally he admits that he got nasty thoughts about you doing all that to him so he had to leave. You think about his words and before he can back out, you push him on the bed, straddling him, riding him, giving you both the pleasure you held back for too long. Afterwards he's a huge cuddle bear and asks you to be his girl ? 🤗 Hope that's okay with you 🫶🏼
Hello! And yes, requests are open and you certainly can send them in! Yours is definitely okay with me and maybe a bit too okay because it made me stray from my usual hc form 😵‍💫 I really, really hope you like it. Thank you for requesting! Happy reading 🩷
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Pairing: Avenger!Bucky Barnes | Avenger!Reader. 
Warning(s): Kissing, unprotected p-in-v sex, cowgirl, nipple play, thumb sucking, Bucky's vibranium arm because I am a mental slut, Bucky mildly being the old man that he is, size kink, dirty talk, creampie, fluff. Minors do not interact.
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"Bucky?" You call after softly knocking on his door before opening it. Your eyebrows furrow when you don't get a response and so you peek inside to scan the room. 
You're about to turn on your heels and go look someplace else when you notice him on the balcony, back turned to you as he leans on the railing, a bottle in hand. 
"Hey," he doesn't turn his head to look at you when you approach him. The super soldier probably already heard you when you were down the hall. "What happened? You didn't come back." You lean one arm against the balcony confine on the spot besides him, leaning your head to the side and watching him as he takes another swig.
Bucky takes his time swallowing, his heavy Adam's apple bobbing as he keeps his eyes trained on the grounds of the compound. His broad shoulders shrug only when he has gathered his thoughts a bit, legs shifting before he answers. "Just because." Your features scrunch in confusion. 
What?
"Just because… what?" You voice your confusion and he sighs at your cluelessness. When he just shakes his head to himself you roll your eyes with a huff. "What, talk to me! What even happened?" The way he turns to his other side and his vibranium arm barricades you away from him pisses you off as you stomp to the other side. 
Bucky has confusing moments like this sometimes that he eventually gets over but never provides you any explanation for them. 
"Bucky, I can only know if you tell me…" You try though you know it'll be in vain, as usual. "What the hell happened? We were watching a movie and then you said you'd be a second and then half an hour later I realize you're not back and then I find you sipping beer in your room all by yourself like we weren't having movie night!" 
The male sighs and shakes his head again before lowering it and turning once more. "Just so clueless…" When you go to speak again, he spins a 180° and walks back into his room. "But what else can I expect from this generation?" That makes you scoff as you tail him like a vulture, hot on his heels.
"What the hell does that even mean–"
"Language!"
"Oh, my God!" You throw your hands up in frustration. "What has gotten into you lately?! You're becoming more and more like Steve by the passing day!" The mention of the male shifts something in his expression and he half turns his head to look at you with an unreadable expression on his face. "And that means annoying!" The addition seems to ease the tension in his huge shoulders.
Just a bit.  
Something has been going on with him and he refuses to share it with you even though you are the closest with each other out of the entire team.
"You seriously don't know what was wrong? Are you really so clueless?" You rake your memories to recall what he is on about since the movie was quite innocent in that sense except… 
Oh. 
You roll your eyes as you cross your arms over your chest. "Well, I am sorry not all of us are conservatives from the '40s, gramps" now it is Bucky's turn to scoff.
"Oh, really?" When you hum and nod with just as much agitation his frustration gets the best of him. "You know what a conservative from the '40s would really do?" 
"Yeah, no. Do enlighten me please!" You know he doesn't appreciate it when you get too sassy with him but what is he going to do about it? 
You are a girl with a mind of your own and no one is going to tell you or give you any shit.
"He would ask the potential lady love out on a nice dinner instead of hanging out with her right in the beginning!" Your eyebrows furrow as he sarcastically emphasizes the words. "I mean, what even is that supposed to be?! It doesn't make any sense!" Bucky clicks his tongue in disdain as one of his hands move in the air to help express his frustration. "There is an order, a code, a way to do these things! Fancy is not supposed to be treated so casually! You kids have ruined the sanctity of the whole idea!" 
"What even are you on about, Bucky?!" You go on cluelessly. "This is absurd! So what, friends can't watch movies together now?! I am sorry that things are less complicated now?!"
"They're not less complicated!" He is beyond annoyed and you can tell. "Not by a long shot! If anything, it's worse! Because now I have to deal with watching a provocative scene while the girl I like is cuddling into me but I can't do anything because we are just friends having a casual hangout and I can't do anything about my hard cock that wants nothing more than to show her that the scene that has her gripping my arm so tight is nothing in comparison to what I can do to her if she just stops being so fucking clueless!"
Bucky's teal blue eyes are wide and he is nearly breathless by the time he finishes his little speech. Your own state is not much different as you blink up at him in shock. It is only when he has recovered a little that he realizes what he has said… or rather, confessed. 
"I-" the super soldier goes to shake his head but then stops before half tilting it to the side, visibly at a loss of words as his ears turn beet red. "Y/n–" 
Your fingers are curling around the neckline of his shirt before you know it, the pull of your hand tugging you towards him instead of doing what you had intended, his heavy body unbudging. 
Bucky's arms hang limply at his sides as he stands against you utterly dumbfounded, barely kissing you back if at all as he tries to decide whether this is another one of his dreams or you, the only girl that has managed to reach into his heart after so long that it honestly feels kind of like the first time, really is kissing him.
What he doesn't know is that you are having difficulty with determining the same thing. 
You pull back when your lungs are on fire and you are heaving for air desperately, fingers still tightly holding onto his shirt in bunches with the fear that he might vanish into the air if you let go. 
Bucky blinks as he sputters out some incoherent nonsense, eyes wide as he watches your face to try and grasp what just happened. "I–" 
You shake your head with a roll of your eyes and a tut. He's insufferable with all that chivalry. You do find it endearing at times but it's moments like these when he's so clueless and formal about it that it gets annoying. 
"Just shut up and kiss me, old man" you whisper as your eyes flicker down to his pink lips and you're on him again. 
This time though, your words seem to have snapped him out of it and his hands shoot up to your sides as he holds you back just as tightly, fingers reaching down for your ass cheeks before he squeezes them hard. You are forced to break the kiss, your face still remaining against his lips as you audibly shudder at the feeling, shivers shooting down your hips and straight to your intimate parts from the delicious ache that it causes. 
Within the next few minutes, you have managed to back Bucky into the bed as he's distracted with touching, feeling and groping as much of you as he possibly can. He lands on the bed with a heavy thud but before any words can be exchanged, you are straddling his thick and muscular thighs. 
Your hands hurriedly snatch his shirt off before you push him down, raising your own arms above your head to let him do the same as you grind into his hard on that feels so thick that some tiny part of your brain cannot help but fear for your pussy. 
"Mmm, solnyshko, you're so fucking pretty" Bucky rasps out the nickname he gave you when you both realized you had reached that stage in your friendship. But now, with his very recent confession fresh in your mind, you see the meaning of the word, 'little sun', that he had told you with an air of awkwardness in a very different light. 
"Look at all this pretty fucking body, solnyshko. I could cum just by looking at it alone." Emotion overcomes your senses and you suddenly feel a bit sensitive. A whimper escapes you as a result and you can't help but clench against his bulge, hands reaching to squeeze his hands that are feeling up your boobs now that he has fished them out of the bra cups. 
"B- Bucky…" He seems to have sensed it already, and so one of his hands trail down to your side to caress it encouragingly. 
"Go ahead, baby" the endearment is just as foreign for you as it is for him. "You're doing so good, keep going for me" you feel a twitch below you and you can't help but parrot the curse that slithers from his lips. 
Though you are on top, Bucky still seems to have the upper hand as he always does. But you have never really minded that with him because he isn't nasty about it and you know he only means well. You have learnt that through various outcomes many times. Besides, not that you'd ever admit it but you do need the extra care and guidance sometimes. 
It is tough to play the all-knowing hero all the time. 
Bucky is your sanctuary to deconstruct and just be yourself after a long day.
You hope you are the same for him as well. 
With newfound confidence that you have his praise to thank for, you whine as your hips start to circle and twist against his stuff bulge, your clothed pussy already pleased because of how needy and desperate it really is. 
Your back arches as you moan out loud when his fingers go to circle around one of your nipples, twisting it between them before his fingernails dig in them while his vibranium hand finds your mouth. "Bucky!" Your face is flushed and cheeks hot as you feel his thumb graze the shape of your lips before pushing inside them. "Mmmm~" your brows furrow when you feel yourself leak some more before clenching around the air again.
Okay.
Grinding isn't gonna cut it. 
You need him inside you. 
You have waited for way too long to rub it out. 
He just has to be all over you… and that includes all the openings to your insides. 
Your lips tightly wrap around his thumb as you suck so hard that the sound of it resonates in the air, pulling a sharp string of whispered curses from Bucky. Letting go of his arms you now claws at his belt until it gives way to your ferocity and you nearly tug the fly off the fabric.
You whine louder than you would ever like to admit when he goes to tug your shorts off and you have to shift away from where you are grinding against him, the rude protective growl you end up letting out causing him to chuckle as he pulls the shorts off your legs with a soft spank to your ass; a signal for you to improve your crazed behavior.  
Bucky has a way of keeping you in your place. 
"Tsk, solnyshko, patience!" His playful words fall on deaf ears as you literally jump back up on his cock, planting two stubborn hands against his shoulders before pushing him down flat against the mattress from his half risen position. 
Your single-mindedness once you zero in on something is a joke amongst the team. And though you deny it with every fiber of your existence, your actions and manic possessiveness over his cock right now is not helping your case. 
"Mine" you whisper as you move back to now rub against him skin to skin, your fingertips tracing over the bumps of his body as your usually bright eyes watch him with a dark hue over them. A hiss leaves Bucky when your warm and soaking pussy drags against his member, causing for his hands to bolt to your ass as he squeezes with all his might to withstand the sensory overload. It is to avoid flipping you over to fuck you into oblivion. 
Because that can come later. Right now is your first time with him and he prefers for you to take things at your pace; ease into whatever this will become. 
"Just like that, solnyshko, good girl" the words cause you to whimper as you raise yourself by propping your body up against your heels, wrapping one hand around his intimidating girth before you slowly pump and spread both your precums along its destructive length. 
Your bottom lip juts out a little at his scary size and you can't help but look up at him with a whimper. It is so easy because he is your safe place and understands every single one of your quirks with no words exchanged. 
Everything makes sense with Bucky.
"It's okay, baby. You can take it, I know you can" he reassures you as he caresses your thighs comfortingly. "Go ahead, I'll take care of you if I have to" you nod gratefully, your usually smart mouth mum. Though when you look down at his rather monstrous cock again, you have to gulp to yourself as you arch your back before moving the thick tip against your entrance, the sensation causing you to hiss almost instantly.
"Hnnng, Bucky!" You feel yourself stretch and widen around his smooth skin, but then you slide down further and the shape of his thick bulging veins grazes against your trembling walls and your thighs quiver, causing your knees to shake. "Oh!" The most vile moan you have ever let out rings in the air as you reach for his shoulders sensitively, wincing and lowering your head against his to let him kiss you everywhere he can reach while your hips lower against his. 
"Fuck, solnyshko, you're so fucking tight for me" his hands fondle your ass and breasts rather bluntly as he peppers kisses all over your face, moving his own hips in sync to yours to help you out because you are clearly struggling with accommodating and handling him. "Good girl" his lips capture yours in a clingy kiss, your mouths nearly sticking to each other's. You break away for enough time for Bucky to let out, "such a good fucking girl for me, baby" before you sink down on his cock again and bite his bottom lip as a result, loudly whining into his mouth. 
The super soldier curses as he twitches inside you, his tip easily reaching the sensitive bundle of nerves that ks hot and eager to be touched. "Fuck, you're so biiiig!" You mewl as your eyes roll to the back of your head, fingers clasping around his shoulders as you find a rhythm and start bouncing, the aid of his hips causing a loud smacking sound to fill the otherwise quiet air. 
You feel your loins tense each time his stiff veins graze your weeping pussy that desperately tries to return to its original state whenever he lifts you almost all the way up and off his cock only to have you sheath it back again from the tip. 
You are trying your best to keep the control to yourself but the truth is, were it not for Bucky's guiding hold on your hips, you would have collapsed from the sensitivity of your core and the size of his impaler long ago. 
"Look at you, solnyshko" the male cooes while panting but doesn't break off the sync of your bodies, one hand now dipping between your legs to let his vibranium thumb rub your clit. The action causes your limbs to spasm as you moan loudly, your back arching while your pussy clenches again. "Lookin' so pretty bouncing on my cock. Almost as if that's all you were made to do" his words make you grunt as you dig your nails into his skin.
Fuck, he is too good. 
Not so chivalrous after all, was he?
"Oh, Bucky!" You have never moaned like this before. "I am gonna–" in control yet so powerless. "I- I am gonna cum!" No one has ever made you feel so good, so dirty, so used and yet so taken care of all at once. "Oh, please!" You have no idea why you are even asking his permission to do so. Before him you had always been the boss of your life. 
But with Bucky, it just feels right. 
Like that is the order of things.
That is just the kind of man that he is. 
"Go ahead, my sweet solnyshko" his other hand slaps your ass and stars appear in your vision. Fuck. You had not expected him to be this dominant. "Fuck yourself dumb on my dick like the cock starved slut that you are" his referral to your crazed greed from some minutes ago makes you blush furiously but before you can protest, his thumb swipes faster and faster against your nub and renders you speechless. 
Your toe curling orgasm os one that leaves you momentarily numb and deaf, the only thing your mind being able to register the overstimulation of your walls as Bucky chases his own orgasm now, basically using you as a cock sleeve as you motionlessly slam up and down his length, the upper half of your body hunched forwards as your cheek rests against his. Your mouth can only let out incoherent murmurs in his ear as you snake your arms around his neck and nibble on the skin of his shoulders until his hot seed explodes through you, filling your cavern up until it overflows and the white liquid trickles down your legs. 
You are eventually moved down and off his cock to which you whine, your hole blinking around air at the loss of contact. That causes Bucky to chuckle as he wraps you up against him in his thick arms and moves your bodies further up the bed until you are resting against the pillows. 
"Don't go~" you softly murmur with a pout when he turns to reach for his bedside drawers. 
The arm that he has around you further tighten in reassurance as he fishes something out. "Aw, baby, don't worry. I am not going anywhere" your pout deepens when he turns towards you and the object comes into view. "Just–"
"Noooo~" you whine as you tighten your arms around his chest and nuzzle your face in the crook of his neck. "L- Leave it on~" one of his eyebrows raise before a little smirk appears on his face. 
"Oh, solnyshko, you sweet girl" Bucky puts the tissue box away as he moves your hair out of your face before pressing a warm kiss to your forehead. "Aren't you precious, hm?" As he untucks your flushed face from his neck to look at and caress one of your cheeks lovingly, you blush harder and busy yourself with examining his dog tags to avoid his eyes. "Who would have thought that the baddest avenger would be such a cutie deep down?" You roll your eyes when he playfully quotes what you like to refer to yourself as. "Not wanting to be cleaned so she can remain covered in my cum–"
"Alright, alright. You can stop now" your voice is hoarse due to your vocal exercise from a couple minutes ago. 
"Stop?" Your eyes flutter when his nails comfortingly scratch your scalp before one of his fingers snake through the strands of your disheveled hair. "But I haven't even started with you yet, baby" a snort leaves him when he feels you clench with a whimper at his words.
Your limbs are tangled as you lay relaxing in each other's scents, one of Bucky's thick thighs buried between your legs. 
"Not even started with me yet?!" Your shock makes him snicker. "After all that?!' 
It is safe to say that he has fucked the living daylights out of you.
… And he was not even on top when he did so. 
Bucky shrugs. "Only one way to find out…" His eyes search for yours with hope. 
You finally look up at him with a small smile, your heart thumping as your fingers curl around the chain of his dog tags. "I would love to, Bucky." Before you could shy away, your now boyfriend has captured your lips in his. 
"Oh, and honey?"
"Yes… b- babe?"
"We really have to do something about those sassy little eye rolls of yours."  
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I know I made him dominant but it's literally Bucky, how could I not?! 
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unholyhelbig · 1 month
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Romanov smut??
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[This is 18+, if you are a minor DO NOT INTERACT, I will report you.]
Title: Spin Cyle
Ship: Female!Reader x Natasha Romanov/Romanoff
Warnings: Top!Natasha, Dom!Nat, Definate Mommy kink, semi-public sex, swearing, fingering (R recieving), derogatory names, pet names, Dom/sub dynamic, finger sucking, slight bimbofication if you squint [lmk if I'm missing anything], horrible grammar.
Summary: Reader is working the overnight shift at the laundromat when a mysterious stranger comes in with motives that are clear from the start.
[A/n: And so what if I have thing for laundromats? They're comforting, okay? I like writing fluff but sometimes you just really have to get in there. ]
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Spic & Span was one of the only laundromats left in a city that swarmed around a university, so it was always teeming with people. Between classes, students with headphones on and powder laundry soap would occupy the tables that pockmarked the large space.
No washer nor dryer were the same; some were a beautiful turquoise, with rusted patches on the front. Others were a sickly olive green that had once been coveted among housewives. They all seemed to function perfectly despite their age; but it was your job to make sure they did just that.
The usual shift you worked was 8:00pm to 8:00am, and aside from the stray kid here or there, it was mostly a silent endeavor. Since starting six months ago you had torn through at least fifteen novels, and when you grew bored of that, you moved onto movies that would hold your attention until the small bell above the door sounded.
You’d learned quickly that when people were doing their laundry, they were looking for peace. It was a tedious chore and the last thing they needed was someone breathing down their neck. Sometimes, there was the occasional person who was looking to chat, which you obliged to eagerly in order to break the silence.
It had been a clear, but cold, evening when she first came in. With none of the machines in use, the only mechanical buzz came from the vending machine in the corner that offered up stale snack-cakes and off brand soda.
Out of habit, when the bell sounded, you leaned back in the office chair and peaked around the doorframe into the main space. You were designated to the small room that had a desk, and place to sit, but was mainly a storage closet. The mini-fridge was sidled up next to a mop bucket that smelled so thickly of musk, no one tended to use either.
The woman didn’t look familiar to you. Over time you had gotten to know the regulars, and you were certain that you would remember her. Even under the harsh overhead lights, you clocked her beautiful complexion, her focused green eyes as she dug in her pockets for change. Her hair was an electrifying red, lips pursed together in frustration.
She didn’t’ have a laundry basket with her, nor her own soap. It seemed as if she were entirely unprepared to do any type of wash, and that made your fingers twitch nervously. You watched, cheeks heating up, as she stripped her shirt off and loaded it into the machine.
Goosebumps rose on her perfect skin, yet, she didn’t’ seem to mind; and holy shit, she was sporting a tight pack of abs. She shimmied her pants off and you forced yourself to look away. This was wrong. Admiring a gorgeous figure was one thing, but you refused to let your eyes linger.
Instead, you went back to your book, reading the same paragraph over and over again. None of the words were sticking. All you could think about was the curve of the woman’s mouth, how good it would feel to have it kiss every inch of your body, leaving little bruises in her wake. You were hopeless.
“Excuse me?”
The book flew from your hands, crashing onto the linoleum as you placed both feet firmly on the floor. She had been quiet in her endeavor to find you, to find anyone. It was nearly unnerving how she had wandered over undetected.
She was clad in a black lace bra and a pair of sweatpants that hugged her tightly and left little to the imagination. The amount of skin she was showing didn’t seem to bother her as much as it had flustered you.
“I think the soap dispenser ate my quarters.”
“Yeah, yes, uh” You shot to your feet at a dizzying speed “it does that. I have… key.”
She lifted both of her eyebrows at you, and you swore that you saw her smirk. You scooted past her, and she made no attempt to move. You could feel her body heat, your front pressing against hers. You did your best to mentally scold yourself for the reaction your body had to the proximity of hers. She smelled like vanilla, like something more biting that you couldn’t place your finger on. The stranger tracked your every movement.
“Just you tonight?” She asked, voice lilted.
You hummed nervously in response before heading over the small manual vending machine that would dispense little packets of soap if you had chosen to use it on the right day. She followed closely behind you, and you felt her heated stare as you unlocked the case.
“Pick your poison.”
“Mm, what do you recommend?”
“Um,” You turned, her eyes were glinting mischievously, arms crossed over her chest. It  was almost painful keeping yourself modest in this situation. You refused to let them wander, but squeezed your thighs together to dispel the thoughts. “Tide.”
“You’re a shy little thing, aren’t you?”
The woman reached forward and grabbed the suggested package. She didn’t’ wait for your response. Instead, she sauntered back over to her machine.
Your mouth was suddenly incredibly dry, and it was hard to lock the soap back up without fumbling. You’d dropped the keys twice before picking them up and succeeding in your task. Building up the confidence, you turned to ask if the woman needed anything else, but were once again, stilled in your movements.
She shimmied out of her sweatpants in a painstakingly slow manner. It was deliberate, you were sure, and if you weren’t than the salacious eye contact she made with you while straightening up and throwing her sweatpants in with the rest of her load confirmed it.
She was wearing the slightest bit of fabric in a black lace that matched her bra. Your eyes betrayed you, scouring her head to toe for any imperfection, but you found none. She was utterly perfect.
This had to be some type of test. There were hidden cameras somewhere and your overnight job that paid you a measly 7.50 an hour was trying to test your morals. This was the devil, and she was in lingerie, lilting her head at you expectantly.
“Damn it all,” She cooed, frowning down at the machine “It seems I don’t know how to work this thing at all. Every machine is different, you know? I might need a little help.”
Fuck.
You must not have moved because a few moments later she let out a breathy chuckle. “That is your job, isn’t it?”
“Certainly.”
She smelled like spiced coffee, something you caught a whiff of because she didn’t attempt to step back when you joined her. There was an immense body heat radiating from her, and you fought back a whimper when her hand touched the base of your spine. She was peering over your shoulder. She simply hadn’t pressed start- but you weren’t going to tell her that.
Instead, you savored the sparingly tantalizing touch and hit the button yourself. A low whirring filled the room. It was a sound that you were more than familiar with. The cycles of the washing machine were counted as easily as your own breaths.
“Dense, aren’t you?”
“hmm?”
You felt your cheeks redden as you turned to face her. Your back was flush against the machine, replacing her hand on your spine. You instantly missed her touch. She was so close to you now, but still took another step closer as if you could climb into the washer to avoid her.
“Sweet girl, I’ve thrown every hint at you in the book.” Her fingers came up to the collar of your shirt, dancing at its hem, right past the fabric until they left blazing trails on your collarbone. You clenched your eyes shut, letting out a shuttered exhale. “While I do love a woman with manners, must I ask?”
“I’m not sure I… understand.”
She whispered against your lips, not quite touching “You’re much too tightly wound, darling. Do you want mommy to take care of you?”
No one has ever asked you this before. Most of your partners, while satisfying, wouldn’t dare murmur anything close to what this stranger had just said. And you were much too shy to ask. Instead, you settled for spicy romance novels, and a magic wand that never seemed to itch that insatiable scratch.
“Don’t be so shy now. I saw the novel you were reading earlier. It’s just such a coincidence that it’s just the two of us here.”
Your forehead was pressed against hers and you stared into intense fern-colored eyes. God, you wanted her to take you right here, right now. There was something much too scandalous about fucking in the open, a feeling that you wanted to capture and savor.
“All you have to do is ask.”
You swore there was a slight Russian lilt to her voice. The more she got worked up, the more in was shining through. Her breath was quickening in pace with yours, the proximity of her making you press your thighs together to quell the excitement that threatened to drip through the fabric of your pants.
“Please,”
Her hand came up and gripped your chin in a fluid movement, manicured fingers squeezing with just the right amount of pressure. “Please what, Kotenok? What do you need from mommy?”
“Touch me,” It came out as a whimper that was much too desperate for you liking, “I need to feel you.”
An animalistic growl rumbled in her throat before she pushed her mouth against yours in a bruising kiss. You parted your lips, groans muffled by her tongue swirling around your mouth. She tasted like coffee, the same you had smelled earlier.
She reached down and ripped your shirt open, the pearlescent buttons popping away and scattering under the many machines around you both. You didn’t have much time to protest the destruction of your shirt before she palmed your breasts.
There was a mischievous look in her eyes at the front latching bra you wore. “Wow, you really are a little desperate slut, aren’t you?”
She unhooked and discarded the garment before you could get out more than a hungry noise. Her lips attached to one of your nipples, her hand grasping the other breast and giving it an almost-painful squeeze. You arched your back, pushing more of yourself into her hot mouth. Her tongue licked away the goosebumps raising against your skin in response to her ministrations.
You would have done just about anything for her at this moment, her fingers delicately ghosting over your stomach at the waistline of your jeans. Each shuttered breath pushed you closer to her.
In a swift movement she lifted you onto the top of the washing machine. You weren’t prepared for the bout of strength, nor the spin cycle that was happening below you. Another whimper escaped you and she looked at you with a wolfish smile.
“Oh, sweetie, don’t you dare think about cuming on top of an appliance.” She squeezed your hip and you took the cue to lift yourself enough for her to pull your jeans down and discard them with your panties. “Though, it appears your wet enough at the idea.”
A downright beautiful woman had you sweating and naked on top of a washing machine, promising to take care of your every need, no matter how salacious it was. Of course you were wet, dripping, actually.
Still, you flushed when she worked a single finger up your slit, testing it for herself. You shivered at the simple gesture, falling close to her. You felt her chuckle at your expense. “Mm, Kotenok, so desperate.”
Her thumb brushed against your cheek, you could smell your own sex on her fingers. She’d barely touched you, yet they were soaked. They traced your lips and you parted them on the silent command. There was a satisfied look on her eyes, at how easily you had folded for her.
You sucked her fingers, never breaking eye contact. Her stare was starving. “God, you’d look amazing choking on my strap, darling. I’m sure it’d stretch you out nicely.”
You groaned against her fingers, something that sounded along the lines of ‘fuck’ escaped you. Her other hand dipped lower, a gentle touch brushing against your clit. Your breath hitched, and you fell forward, you head on her shoulder.
“Do you want me to fuck you?”
“Yes,” you garbled, careful not to bite down on her fingers, but thankful that they muffled your expletives. “I want to cum.”
“Mm, but darling, you have to let mommy have her way with you, no matter how long it takes. That’s what good little whores do. That’s what toys do.”  
God, you’d do exactly that, anything to sate the need that made you want to buck desperately against the machine under you. It’s vibrations were slowing, but that didn’t stop your crude wanting to climax.
Without warning, the woman inserted a single digit into you. A gasp sounded around her fingers. She curled her touch inside of you and you pressed further into her. A fine sheen of sweat coated you both, the laundromat hot during the late summer night.
“You’re so tight.” She chuckled again, “Are you sure you can handle another?”
“Yes,”
“Yes what, pet?”
“Yes… Mommy.”
She was conditioning you with her words, and that much was clear, but you didn’t seem to care. This stranger had sauntered into your place of work and now had you under her full command with a few simple touches and an effective edging technique.
Another finger pushed into you, and you started to push down further into her. You weren’t sure what she saw in you that made her approach you like this. It had to be more than the novel, plenty of people indulged in smut. Maybe it was the desperation- your need to please in the most mundane of situations.
“Good girl,” she growled against the small of your neck, finally pulling her fingers from your swollen lips. You missed their taste, their feel against your tongue. “I’m sure you can handle a third, you desperate little slut.”
“I can,” You stuttered, tightening around her as she did just as promised. She flexed them inside you, drawing a whorish moan from the back of your throat. The woman started to pump slowly, at first, in and out of you until you felt something build in your core.
You hugged her close, the scratchy fabric of her bra pressing against your nipples, drawing them to points with their expert pressure. The sensation was phenomenal, something you never wanted to end. You hugged her close, your nails digging into the warm expanse of her back.
“Ask nicely, sweet girl.” She growled in your ear.
“Can I please cum?” You clenched your eyes shut, she quickened her pace, the word came out broken, but you didn’t care if you sounded like you were pleading, you absolutely were. “please. I’ll do anything.”
You could feel her smile against your shoulder “Go on, slut. Cum all over Mommy’s fingers.”
Her declaration was all you needed to finally give in to her attentive movements. The feeling that was building so deliciously in your core finally released in the most mind-boggling orgasm you had ever had. You silenced your own scream in her shoulder, but it could only do so much. You were thankful it was just the two of you in here, or your shame may have overtaken you.
She continued to pump in and out of you with her fingers, flexing and curling them expertly as you rode out your climax. You were shaking against her, nearly crying into the small of her neck when she pulled out of you entirely, wiping the slick on her fingers against your thighs.
Perhaps too kindly, she let you breathe against her for a moment, catching your bearings, her hand dragging against your bare back with a comforting amount of pressure. She was proud of herself, that much was clear in her movements. She knew in that moment that she was the best you had ever had; quite possibly the one person who you’d compare all the rest to.
The washer let out an unceremonious beep that had you chuckling, finally pulling back enough to see the woman’s face, shocked to see a bit of admiration behind her eyes. She lifted a perfectly sculpted brow at you.
“Hm,” she hummed, giving you a dazzlingly genuine smile. “I guess the spin cycle is over.”
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Imagine being a telepath and accidentally broadcasting your sexy thoughts about Logan Howlett into his mind.
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It was a particularly warm day, so seeing Logan in a thin t-shirt that was sticking to his chest with sweat shouldn’t have felt so abnormal, but it swept across you, making you feel like you were in a heatwave in the middle of the Sahara. Unfortunately, though you were under the tutelage of the one and only Charles Xavier, who happens to share your mutation, you have not yet found a way to entirely secure your thoughts to your head. They tended to project to the person that you were thinking of, like creating a direct link.
A thought of helping him to cool down in a cold shower came to mind - he could leave the shirt behind, how hard would his nipples get, do you think? Who could possibly blame you for thinking these things anyway, it was just filthy the way that he walked around looking like that, and oh - imagine what he looked like when he shivered - even if it was from the cold and not from pleasure. You were having a hard time keeping yourself together, you being the one who needs a cold shower now.
Cautiously, you look at his face and note that he is staring at you, a thick eyebrow raised and the faintest of blushes upon his cheeks, barely noticeable but you know that it is there because he is thinking about it, hoping that you don’t realize it. You caught him catching you, which was mutually embarrassing. “Logan ... hello,” You said, a forced closed-mouth smile on your face.
“Y/n,” He said with a nod, and looked about him, awkwardly. “Sorry if I’m .. interrupting something.”
You pursed your lips and then started to laugh. “I should be the one apologizing. You know me, I just can’t keep my thoughts to myself.”
“Your hands either, from the looks of things,” He said, his eyes staring at you hard, but your laugh did start to bring a small smile to his face. “I was going to go for a swim in the lake.”
“Is that an invitation to join?”
“You’re the telepath, shouldn’t you know?”
You read his mind quite easily, seeing his thoughts of his hands on your hips, holding you in the small lake.
“I hope it’s cold,” You joked, getting up from your sunning chair.
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amhrosina · 11 months
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Frank With An Inexperienced Reader
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a/n: the request was for frank AND matt, but i haven't written matt's headcanons yet, so here's frankie-poo's for now
warnings: virgin!reader becoming notvirgin!reader lmfao, age gap, smut obviously, frank talks you through it, oral (fem receiving), fingering, the usual smut stuff, etc.
Frank would be hesitant at first when you ask him to take your virginity. You’ve done other stuff with him, but you’ve never gone all the way, and he’s nervous about taking that away from you.
Like you’re so much younger than him, and he doesn’t want to take advantage of you, but holy shit you’re so pretty and he can’t deny you anything so he just takes it really slow instead and gives you the power to choose when/where it happens.
You’re just as nervous as he is about it but for different reasons obviously. He’s so experienced and you’re the exact opposite and you spend at least a week freaking out about it before finally giving in and showing up at his apartment to be properly fucked.
When I say he takes it slow, I mean he takes it S L O W.
You’re trying to unbuckle his belt but you’re so nervous that you’re visibly shaking, so he gently takes your hands in his and kisses your fingertips and tells you to slow down for a second.
“Let me do this for you, okay? I’ll take good care of you.”
You tell him that you’re nervous because you want it to be good for him but you don’t know how to make it good for him.
He smirks and shakes his head. “You don’t gotta worry about me, sweets. I’ve been waiting a long time for this. You’ll be perfect.”
He begins pressing unhurried kisses to your lips and jaw, gingerly making his way to your neck. You’re already so turned on that you can feel the slickness of your arousal between your legs. 
He moves at an achingly slow pace, pulling your clothing off piece by piece, leaving kisses in the wake of his removal, until you’re standing in front of him in your underwear. 
He presses sultry kisses to your nipples, softly flicking the nubs with his tongue because he knows you love it when he does that.
“Can I pull these off?” His fingers are resting on your hip bones underneath the fabric of your underwear. You nod your head eagerly because it’s Frank and you couldn’t imagine anyone else being this gentle with you.
When he lays you on the bed, spread bare for him, you’re still a little nervous. (He’s so big and you can see why people are afraid of him when he’s in Punisher mode but also like, he’s so dreamy).
Also if we’re basing Frank’s length off of the rumors about Bernthal’s, ummmm let’s just say the man’s very well endowed. This makes you even more nervous because WOW.
“We can stop at any time, okay? Just say the word and I’ll stop. I won’t get mad. I promise.”
You try not to groan at how incredibly sexy he looks reassuring you.
Frank knows it’s going to hurt, but he still wants to make the experience as pleasurable as possible for you, so he does everything in his power to make sure you’re nice and ready for him.
“Can I taste you, baby?”
When he buries his tongue in your folds, you quite literally can’t hold yourself together. You fall apart on his tongue not once, but twice before he finally relents and begins pumping a finger in and out of you.
You’re so wet that it easily slides in and out, and when he adds another digit, and another, you’re coming apart around him again. 
When it’s finally time for him to push into you, you’re so blissed out in pleasure that your nervousness has subsided, but he’s still gentle and cautious.
You tense up almost immediately because it hurts, and he almost pulls out because he never wants to see that look on your face again (especially not because of him!)
“I know, baby. I’m sorry. Just breathe, okay? It’ll feel good soon.”
Frank refuses to move until you give him a slight nod, hovering over you and kissing the tension out of your clenched features. 
When the pain finally subsides and you ask him to move, he’s really really gentle with his thrusts even though he’s dying to pound into you.
He praises you the entire time.
“You’re so wet, baby.” “You look so good like this.” “You’re taking me so well, sweetheart.” “Fuck, baby, you’re perfect.”
He’s always been an observant man, but watching you moan, writh, and arch into him is something he’d like to observe for the rest of his life (if you’ll let him)
When you come apart around him, you unintentionally clench around him and it takes everything in him to hold himself together.
When you ask him to fill you up, his thrusts stutter out of pure shock. 
“Naughty girl. Who taught you that?”
You’re grinning up at him, blinking your perfect doe eyes, and he can’t tell if it's the hormones or the fact that he’s buried deep inside you, but he thinks he might have just fallen deeper in love with you.
You hold him close to you as he fills you up, and when he collapses next to you, you’re both blissed out and sweaty and in love and you feel warm and fuzzy about it all.
“Are you okay?” He’s concerned that he may have hurt you.
“Let’s do that again!” You’re not hurt in the slightest (lol).
Cue both of you giggling like teenagers.
Obviously Frank is an aftercare king so after he cleans you up, he runs his fingers over your skin in a soothing pattern.
When you ask if it was good for him, he’s quick to reassure you.
“It was perfect, baby. You’re perfect.”
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eloquentreverie · 6 months
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Hiiiii, can I request fem reader losing her virginity to protective, Nomad or End Game Steve please??? tysm!
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𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞
𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: steve rogers x girlfriend! reader
𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: After a few months of dating, Steve's return home and newfound stability have created the perfect opportunity for you to consider taking your relationship with him to the next level.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: smut, loss of virginity, little use of y/n, p in v sex, unprotected sex, established relationship. vaginal fingering (fem rec), oral sex (fem rec)
𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫❜𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: I couldn't really make mind. So technically this is nomad!steve without the beard. I hope you like this anon. Haven't written this trope in awhile!
𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐈𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐱 | 𝐀𝐎𝟑
“I miss your beard,” she whispered against his lips, straddling his lap as she played with his longer hair, letting her hands run through the soft strands. “I know you had to grow it out when you were on the run but, I don’t know. I think you should grow it back, for me.” She pulled away slightly, pouting as she looked up at him.
Steve’s hands rested at her sides, rubbing soft little circles on her hips as he listened to her talk, a small smirk curling at the corners of his mouth.
“You like the beard, huh?” His smirk grew into a mischievous grin. “Why? Think it would feel good between your thighs?”
He caught her in another kiss before she had the chance to reply. His question made her stomach churn with butterflies as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She whimpered against his mouth as one hand traveled upward from her hip and stopped right on top of her left breast.
Steve grinned as he gently massaged her breast through the thin fabric of her t-shirt and the cotton of her bra. With his other hand, he gripped her hip again and firmly brought her closer to his lap, pressing himself flush against her warmth.
He ran his tongue over her bottom lip and moaned low when she parted her lips so that their tongues could swirl together. They didn’t get many nights like this alone, being the only two in her apartment since James had been called away by Natasha on some super-secret mission, but when they did finally have each other all to themselves, it was always mind-blowing.
Steve slowly began rocking his hips forward as they continued to kiss, making them both moan into each other’s mouths as friction built up between them.
He kissed across her jaw until he reached the base of her neck and sucked gently. She moaned softly before pulling away to look down at him. “Steve, I think I’m ready.”
When Steve looked up, the glazed lust had been replaced by sudden apprehension in her boyfriend’s baby blues. “Ready?”
A slow smile spread across her face. “Mmmhmm. All the way this time.” She leaned down to nip at his lips before kissing him deeply.
Steve returned the kiss slowly, wrapping an arm around her waist to pull her body even closer to his. His other hand left her breast and slid underneath the hem of her t-shirt. It traced soft patterns on her back before working its way higher, fingers skimming along the strap of her bra.
Steve pulled away again, his hand cupping the side of her cheek. “Are you sure you’re ready for this? I don’t want to pressure you.”
She nodded with a small smile, leaning forward to kiss him briefly. “I’m ready,” she reassured him, her hand gripping at the short hairs at the nape of his neck.
Steve hummed into the next kiss, and then he stood suddenly, picking her up with him. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, feeling dizzy from the change of position and from his kisses. He kept a strong hold of her and carried her through her bedroom door.
As soon as they entered, Steve sat on the bed with her in his lap, not parting their kiss for a single moment. She grinned against his mouth, loving when he displayed his super soldier strength and just picked her up without effort.
She rocked her hips, rubbing her heat over the front of his pants, causing them both to groan loudly. He smiled against her lips before pulling away. “I love how eager you are. But before we go any further, tell me what you like?”
Y/N stared at him blankly. Steve pressed a sweet kiss to her lips.
“What do you like? What do you want me to do to you?” He kissed her nose as her expression softened. “What kind of touch do you like? Do you like soft or rough? Gentle or hard?” A soft chuckle escaped his throat. “Tell me how you want it, sweetheart. I’ll give it to you however you like.”
Her cheeks burned, knowing there was no option but to be honest with Steve. Her boyfriend wasn’t known for backing down until he had gotten the most information possible on a subject; she had always appreciated his dedication to preparation and research when they were in situations where it could cost them their lives.
But having sex with Steve Rogers was on another level of anxiety-inducing. “I, um... I like it hard,” she mumbled bashfully, looking away.
Steve kissed the side of her head tenderly before reaching up to tangle his fingers into her hair and bring her gaze back to meet his. “Hard?” he asked, an amused grin lighting up his face. “That can mean lots of things. Tell me more.”
Her cheeks heated even more, creeping down onto her neck and chest, and Steve kissed her sweetly once again, nibbling on her lower lip before pulling away. “Well, I’m not sure since this is my first time...” she replied awkwardly, letting the sentence hang in the air.
“So, I’ll show you,” he murmured in her ear, sending shivers down her spine as she clung tighter to him, her hands gripping his shirt. “It doesn’t have to be a big deal, you know. We’ll figure out what you like. Alright?”
She nodded, relaxing slightly as she looked at him.
Steve’s gaze seemed darker than usual as he leaned forward to brush his lips against hers. “If you’re nervous, we can start slow. I’ll keep going, okay?” His voice was soft and reassuring. She felt butterflies stir once more as she thought about him continuing whatever he had in store.
She wanted so badly to let herself just let go and enjoy his attention, to give all of her to him without any barriers between them. Her entire body was quivering in anticipation and the desire for release, and she didn’t want to waste any more time. She trusted him so much that she felt like she was on cloud nine. “Okay,” she finally said.
His lips grazed against her jawline again. “Then relax,” he breathed against the sensitive skin there before nibbling lightly on the flesh, drawing out an involuntary gasp.
“You’ve already loosened up so nicely. Just feel.”
And then Steve began his ministrations, his mouth traveling slowly down her neck before leaving open-mouthed kisses along her collarbones and chest, alternating between light sucks and gentle bites as he worked his way from one shoulder to the other. He leaned back slightly, taking off her shirt as his eyes met hers.
When he did, she swore she saw sparks dancing in his gaze as they scanned her body. She tried to stay calm while watching his movements closely, though she couldn’t help shivering under the intensity of his stare.
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He gradually slipped out of the rest of his clothes until the two of them were just in their underwear. “Let’s begin.” His voice sounded smooth and controlled, but he was smiling devilishly up at her. She whimpered at the loss of contact and buried her face into his chest.
“Trust me.”
He gently pushed her back on the bed as he hovered above her, his lips trailing kisses down her neck once more. As if he was trying to memorize every dip, curve, or mark on her skin. His hands stroked up and down her sides and over her hips as his kisses continued down her chest, past her breasts and towards her navel.
He paused when he reached the line of her panties before dipping lower to pepper kisses at the tops of her thighs, using his teeth to scrape over her soft skin lightly, which made her legs twitch slightly. He smirked against her skin and repeated the action a few times until her leg trembled involuntarily again. “Steve,” she breathed.
Steve chuckled softly as his hand brushed across her clit. “I like the way you say my name, sweetheart,” he mumbled, before continuing to leave burning kisses on her skin. “Say it again.” His hand slid beneath the material of her panties, and his fingers spread to cup her completely, holding her heat right there.
She couldn’t stop a soft gasp from escaping as his middle finger slipped between the folds, rubbing slow circles around the sensitive bud.
“Stevie!” she moaned softly, arching her back up slightly against the touch of his hand, and his breath fanned over her hot, slick center. He dipped his tongue between her folds, licking broadly at her clit.
Her hands gripped tightly at the blankets underneath her as she gasped. The pleasure was intense, overwhelming, and completely unlike anything she had ever felt. She wasn’t quite sure what to do with herself, so she stayed perfectly still.
The sensation continued to build as he licked and sucked her sensitive flesh into his mouth, sucking her clit between his lips, applying the slightest amount of pressure against the bundle of nerves.
He curled his finger inside of her, stroking over her g-spot before adding a second finger. She bucked her hips upwards against his face.
“Oh god... oh god, Stevie! I’m... oh god I think I’m gonna c—” Her words cut off in a loud cry as a wave of ecstasy swept through her body, sending goosebumps along her limbs.
He smiled against her soaked heat as he licked up and down her slit, tasting her wetness before pressing a kiss to her swollen clit. “That’s it, baby. Give me all of it,” he encouraged with a sly smirk before lowering his face between her thighs again and lapping eagerly at her soaked entrance.
After she came down from her high and her body relaxed, his lips pressed another kiss to her sex before pulling away. “Do you want to continue?” He crawled up the bed until he hovered over her.
She nodded, wrapping her arms around her neck. “Yes. I want you inside me,” she whispered, biting her bottom lip. Steve gazed at her for a long moment, his eyes dark and predatory as he looked her up and down, seeming to decide whether he should deny her wish or give her everything she wanted. She hoped he would give in because she definitely needed him at this point. “Please,” she begged. “I need you.”
Steve gave her a soft smile, reaching out to trace his finger down her nose gently. “Okay.”
She sighed contently and grabbed his hand, intertwining their fingers together, letting her thumb stroke the side of his palm. “I promise to go slow. Let me know if I’m hurting you, alright?”
She nodded again as she stared up at him, taking note of how beautiful he was in this lighting as the soft yellow light of the sunset washed over his skin and shone in his bright blue eyes. The shadows danced along his face, accentuating his jaw and cheekbones. She reached her free hand up, cupping his cheek. “Thank you for this.”
He turned his head to press a kiss to her palm, his eyes locked on hers as he smiled. “You’re welcome, sweetheart.”
Her heart thudded excitedly, and she tugged on his hand, pulling him closer to her until their bodies lined up together and her bare breasts brushed against his chest.
Their mouths met again, kissing slowly, exploring every inch of the other person’s mouth. When they finally broke apart, they were panting heavily as their eyes met, gazing hungrily at each other.
“I want you, Stevie. Please.”
Steve nodded once, leaning down to brush his nose against hers. “My pleasure,” he murmured softly.
Y/N shifted slightly, wrapping her arms around his shoulders as he aligned his length against her dripping core and sank his cock inside of her slowly, inch by delicious inch. She squeezed around him, desperate for friction, as he buried his face into her neck and groaned.
His thrusts started off shallow, keeping the pace slow and steady. She clung tight to his body, nails digging into his skin, wanting so badly to make him move faster. “Fuck. Oh fuck. Faster please, I wanna feel you.”
Steve grunted as he lifted his head up from her shoulder. “Patience, baby. I got you.” He kissed her again and quickened the pace of his thrusts. His tongue stroked lazily over hers and she couldn’t help but whimper against his mouth at the sensation of his cock sliding in and out of her wet heat.
Her toes curled. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside of her as she met each thrust with her own hips. His breaths were heavy and hot on her neck and cheek, making her shiver at the feeling.
His rhythmic movement and the constant stimulation had her walls pulsing around his hardness, clenching down on him like a vice. The feeling was almost overwhelming, almost painful, but unbelievably incredible all at once.
She moaned, throwing her head back as she dug her heels into his lower back, pressing him forward, urging him to go even harder. He obliged with ease, slamming into her repeatedly, his hips moving with a fluid motion. She felt another orgasm building fast within her as he kept pounding against her G-spot. She cried out, gasping as she clung desperately to his shoulders.
They both moaned as they climaxed together, bodies writhing and shuddering together while waves of bliss crashed over them. Steve rested his forehead against hers as he panted, peppering sweet kisses across her face.
Once they caught their breath, Steve pulled out of her and rolled off of her, lying next to her on his side. He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer so she could now feel his body heat against her skin. “How do you feel, honey?” he whispered, pressing a chaste kiss on her temple.
“Happy,” she replied immediately, snuggling into his embrace. Her chest felt like it was full of helium and about to float away. It was such a satisfying feeling; this contentment, this relief at finally having done something she’d been wanting to do for months. Finally, being intimate with her boyfriend after all this time. A satisfied smile spread across her lips. “I love you.”
Steve placed a hand under her chin, lifting her head up to meet his gaze. They locked eyes, their breathing heavy and ragged as they stared deep into each other’s souls. “You’re amazing,” he sighed. “Beautiful. Perfect in every way.” He captured her bottom lip between his teeth, gently sucking on the swollen flesh. “And I love you too.”
As their eyes closed, his arms wrapped around her, cradling her body tightly against his, holding her protectively and securely as he whispered sweet praises to her. “Perfect, sweetheart, perfect... absolutely magnificent.”
He ran his hands down her sides, gripping her hips tightly before bringing one of them to cup her ass possessively. Her eyes shot open as she gasped in surprise at the sudden gesture, his words only further exciting her.
“What are you doing?” She asked, laughing softly.
Steve didn’t reply. Instead, he simply stared deeply into her eyes, his pupils blown wide with lust. His gaze flicked between her face and her chest, seemingly torn between which part of her he wanted to look at more intensely.
His nostrils flared slightly, a small hint of pink coloring his cheeks as he watched her intently. His eyebrows furrowed slightly, furiously blinking away whatever thoughts crossed his mind, struggling to regain control.
As he watched her carefully, his jaw clenched as if fighting a primal urge to take her once again. She squirmed in place, feeling self-conscious under his intense gaze, wishing he would stop staring so fiercely at her.
Slowly, he inched closer to her until his forehead touched against hers. His eyes fell closed, his breathing steady as he inhaled deeply, savoring the scent of her perfume, her sweat, her musk. Her fingers found themselves threading through his golden locks, tracing delicate patterns through them as his warm breath tickled her nose and cheeks.
“I’m glad you’re my first,” she mumbled, voice husky with sleep, breaking their silence. Steve chuckled lowly, raising a hand to caress the side of her face.
He pressed a tender kiss to her lips before laying his head back down on his pillow. “Me too, sweetheart. Go to sleep. We can talk in the morning about what just happened here.”
She giggled tiredly before burying herself into the crook of his neck. “Just promise me one thing, okay? Promise you’ll consider growing back the beard? I miss it.” He laughed.
Steve held her close, running his fingers through her hair soothingly. As the minutes ticked by, Y/N found her eyes growing heavier and heavier until they eventually fluttered closed.
And as she drifted off to dreamland, she swore she heard Steve whisper something softly in her ear before slipping into unconsciousness. “Anything for my darling.”
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When Symbiote Meets Symbiote
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Eddie Brock x reader
Words:1283
Author’s note: This isn’t exactly like the request there could be more arguing but I’ve been trying to write this for awhile and this is all i got and I’m tired of thinking about how to make this better so this is is it
Requested by anonymous: Obsessed with the thought of Eddie running into someone else with a symbiote, n y know they're alike in the sense that their symbiote is... well they're not as murder happy as Carnage n such, Problem is that Y/N's symbiote doesn't know that Venom isn't really a threat to their host, and Venom doesn't know S/N isn't a threat to him
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It was one of those late nights…you know the kind.
Those kind of nights were only the overhead streetlights guided your footsteps and cars zoomed by despite how dark it was out. The kind that had some people clutching their purses, while others walked around with hoods over their heads while minding their own business.
You were a part of the latter, having to run a small sort of errand so late and were just about on your way home.
The past you would’ve been terrified roaming the streets but the present you? The present you, was just fine with it.
The present you had no fear.
Okay not no fear but let’s say less fear, but anyone with your…”condition” would feel the same.
Suddenly feeling a cold rush of wind against your face you felt the dryness of your lips starting to irritate you. Pulling out your teeny tiny chapstick, you yank the top off. Pulling it a little too hard, it drops and rolls down the sidewalk. Despite knowing you’re not going to use that again, you still refused to litter and you followed after it.
With a bend at the knees you reached for the small object but became easily distracted at the sound of the sudden thrashing you heard coming from the alleyway right beside you.
Then, you heard some yelling. Curiosity quickly took over you, you stood there wondering if you should go and help, or you should instead just go about your day and mind your own business.
The latter was always, always so tempting.
“What to do? What to do?” You whispered under your breath before you heard the familiar voice.
“Let’s go check it out! Might get some brains out of it!”
You rolled your eyes at the clear excitement in your symbiote’s voice.
Creeping closer to the chaos your eyes quickly turn attention to the shadow that’s illuminated on the wall across from you.
You didn’t know what you were looking at.
All you knew was that it was huge.
The shadow appeared to be some huge bodybuilder type, and in his grip looked to be a body.
You watched in slight horror as the giant mass of shadow’s mouth seemed to split open before it ate the small body’s head clean off.
Now, having lived with a symbiote yourself for some time now, this seemed like very very familiar behavior, you in fact have eaten a couple heads yourself. But not once have you met or even seen another symbiote.
“Oh my god is that—?”
“A symbiote.”
After seeing what you just saw you’re not sure how to react, but your symbiote, Abyss does, “we can take ‘em.”
You knew you had a very tight knit bond with Abyss, therefore making you very powerful together, however you weren’t so sure about this.
“Wait, let’s just see what were up against first,” you suggested.
“Our bond is so strong, we‘re more than half as powerful as I am on my planet. Let’s go now while they’re distracted.”
“Okay wait let's just…wait.”
Despite feeling different about the situation than you, Abyss listens and you try to figure out what was going on, as you did your best to creep along the wall discreetly, until you’re standing behind the black symbiote. Before you could get “geared up,” as you might call it, you see the body in its hand fall and the black ooze slowly seems to disappear inside of someone revealing a rather normal looking man.
You let out an, “oh my god,” not as discreetly as you probably should have, because the man turns around spotting you.
He doesn’t have much time to react because soon the dark purple color of your own symbiote begins to surround you, covering every inch of your body until you’re fully concealed.
The man is clearly confused at what he sees before him. “Who the hel—“
Before the man can finish that question Abyss’ purple material goes out practically body slamming him onto the wall.
Inside your jaw drops, “you didn’t even let him finish,” you felt like he at least deserved that.
You watch as the poor man struggles to get up, using the wall as a helper, “wait, I just wanna—“ another slam against the wall, this time a double hit and you almost feel sorry for the guy who seemed to pose no actual threat.
It seems like Abyss may have thrown one too many punches because a new voice, a deep and raspy one shouts, “that’s it,” before the man becomes engulfed in the deep black-like material once again.
You really didn’t want to fight the guy, but thanks to Abyss it seemed like you no longer had the choice.
“I’ll eat you up and spit you out for breakfast,” said Abyss, clearly taking a line from one of the many wrestling matches that you‘even heard before.
You didn’t even have a chance to hold back Abyss because soon, the two symbiotes were practically tearing each other apart. Hitting each other left and right, uppercuts, pinning each other to the walls, it was almost an evenly met match.
It came to the point where they were pushing each other, hand gripping hand, and you couldn’t help but wonder, why you were even fighting this guy in the first place?
While Abyss and this random symbiote were screaming in each others faces, you fought to have your face revealed, and you managed to get out, “time out, time out. Can we all just time out and talk?”
It was a stretch simply asking for that while the two were at each others throats and clearly the symbiote across from you didn’t favor the idea.
“Ha you must be joking if you think—“
“V,” came a voice as the man’s face pulled through, “V come on, they just want to talk.”
A second passes by and the symbiote he called, “V” growls.
Taking this as a sign of hesitant agreement, you announce, “okay we’re backing down,” and although not on board with this, Abyss let’s go.
V doesn’t even let a moment pass before leaping and taking the opportunity to pin you by the throat. But before it can do any harm you hear the man shouting for it to let go and after struggling for a moment it lets go.
You grapple to collect your breath, as the two argued against the opposite wall.
“Venom, what the hell was that?”
“What? I thought it was a trick. How was I supposed to trust them? They tried to kill us first.”
Venom wasn’t the only one who was upset as you heard Abyss mumbling, “they’re distracted, why don’t we attack now and get it over with, they shouldn’t be here,” Abyss suggested.
“No Abyss, we’re just going to talk and figure everything out.”
Abyss, not really caring anymore, falls away flowing back into your veins and your skin. While the other two continue their dispute.
“Venom we’ll just talk, not everything has to be fought its way out.”
“Because bad people love talking so much.”
“How are we supposed to know if they’re bad if we don’t talk to them?”
“Don’t come to me when you’re lying in a ditch, I can just find another body to occupy anyway.”
“You know that’s not true.”
You almost don’t want to interrupt with how intense they were going back and forth but the man sensed you behind him, which interrupted their talk. Turning to you just human to human now, he asks, “do you want to get hot chocolate?”
And there’s really nothing else for you to say except, “I would love to get hot chocolate.”
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gaysindistress · 4 months
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Hey my sweet sweetheart 😘 so I'm currently sitting in the dark as the power in the whole town went down and Id have the wish to have Bucky here with me. So there's maybe this idea where they have also no power at the compound and the reader sneaks her way into Bucks room cause she doesn't want to be alone and he prepares everything with candles and blankets to have all comfy so that he can cuddle you all night 🥺 aw this makes me crave him so bad 😞
Hey hey 💕
I tried to finish this yesterday but I got distracted when I got home. Anyways here it is! I hope you survived your power outage 😉
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The lights above flickered for a moment before all chaos descended upon me. The generators cry out as they shut off and even the air conditioning disappears too.
“Jarvis?” I hesitantly call for the AI that I hated at first but later thanked Tony for.
“Jarvis?” I call out again but there’s no reply.
I can hear others down the hall calling for him too but they too receive nothing. Vision waltzes through my wall and informs me that the power is out.
“Mr.Stark has yet to confirm when it will be back on. He asks that no one disturb him while he works to turn it back on,” he states before walking through my wall again.
I curse under my breath and flop myself onto my bed. I had been working on a mission report but seeing as the power is out and therefore the wifi, it doesn’t look like I’ll be doing anymore work.
Usually Tony is quick to get things up and running again however this new compound is significantly larger than Stark Tower. There may only be 3 stories to power however it spans across 15 acres, all of which contain various important power sources. I can only imagine how long it’ll take even with the help of Bruce and Peter (granted Peter may just get in the way but it’s the thought that counts.)
The reality of sitting alone in the dark for an indefinite amount of time starts to weigh on me and it’s been less than a minute. It’s not that I’m afraid of the dark, I’m just afraid of what’s IN the dark and being alone without a way to call for help isn’t where I want to be.
I slide out of bed, wrapped up in a blanket like it’s my armor and book it to the door. Popping my head out, I spot Wanda and Natasha walking towards me.
“We’re having a game night in the living room. You should come with us,” Wanda excitedly tells me but Natasha is quick to give me the answer I really want.
“He was in his room when we walked past,” she says with a faint smile.
“Thank you. Maybe next time,” I mumble to them as I dash past and towards his room.
When I come to stand in front of his door, I can’t find the courage to knock. I nervously shift on my feet as i hope the ceiling would come crashing down so i wouldn’t have to knock or survive this power outage. Voices float down the hall towards me and I know it’s now or never.
I gingerly knock, hoping that Bucky would hear and open the door before the voices see me.
The door cracks open and my savior looks at my wearily, “y/n?”
I wince at the harsh sound of his voice as the door cautiously swings open, allowing me a chance to slip in. I take it and tuck myself against the wall as Bucky turns to look at me.
“Come here,” he says in a gentler tone with his arms spread wide. When I don’t immediately take a step forward, he takes a cautious step towards me and waits. I almost knock him over from the force of me launching myself at him.
“Let’s get you into bed,” he whispers after pressing a kiss to the top of my head.
I barely nod in agreement and he’s gently pulling me towards his bed. Ever the gentlemen, he doesn’t try to remove my blanket and instead lifts his covers so I can curl into a ball under both layers.
He tucks his duvet around me before leaving and opening his closet. I can’t see what he’s doing but I can hear his gathering things and closing the door. Returning only minutes later to his position next my hunched form, he nudges my hip for me to move over. When I move, I can see that he’s lit several candles and placed them throughout the room. He doesn’t mention it as he crawls in next to me and wraps his arms around me.
“Thank you.”
“No need for that, doll. You know that.”
I move my head so I can look up at him and he does the same. I’ve always thought him to be the most beautiful men I’ve ever seen but the kindness and thoughtfulness of this moment confirms that. He is the epitome of beauty from his looks to his heart.
Bucky glances to my lips for a second and I do the same. It’s now or never.
We meet I n the middle, completely enthralled with each other and this moment. He closes the last few inches and captures my lips in a kiss. He shifts so that hes leaning over me as our lips move together, growing breathless. Pulling away, i smile at the man above me, delicate pieces of dark hair framing the face of this angel.
“You are the best thing that has ever happened to me” I murmur before my lips meet his once again. I feel him nod as our mouths part and his tongue slides against mine.
“And you are my light,” he murmurs back as we wrap ourselves up in each other.
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nev3rfound · 10 months
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anyone but you : b.b
you were Bucky's pocket of sunshine, his sweet girl outside of the avengers. a slice of normality in his less-than lifestyle, but what happens when you're pulled into it in the worst way? (2.6k)
we've got ourselves a good'un today angels, and you have @imagine-all-the-fandoms for the brill idea :)
warnings - graphic descriptions of torture and wounds. (but fluffy ending)
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“Mmh, okay. So, our options- wait stop laughing at me!” Throwing the menus in his direction, Bucky stifles the rest of his laugh by trying to play it off as a cough.
Shaking his head, Bucky picks up the menus that had been promptly thrown at him. "I'm not laughing at you doll." Bucky reasons, moving across the sofa to now kneel in front of the coffee table where you're perching opposite him looking through your phone for alternatives.
"Sure sounds like it to me." You chide, glancing up with a mischievous glint in your eyes, one Bucky can't help but get lost in, completely missing the words sounding from your lips. Clicking your fingers in front of him, Bucky snaps from the depths of his mind.
"What did you say?" Bucky asks, only elated as your grin widens into a playful smile. "Right, dinner!" Bucky slaps his hand down on his thigh before rising to his feet and dramatically clasps one hand over his eyes. "How 'bout we do the random selector, huh?"
Chuckling to yourself, you nod along before rising to your feet. "Let's do it, Barnes."
Covering your eyes as well, the pair of you reach down and clutch a menu in your grasp and open your eyes. "I got Chinese!" You announce, and Bucky grunts in disappointment as he holds up the leaflet loosely.
"I got the shitty pizza place a few blocks away." He groans, watching you cheer victoriously. "You won this time, Y/n." He rushes over to your side of the table, wrapping his arms around your waist before lifting you up, hearing you squeal before dropping the menu. "But I'll win next time, mark my words."
With your arms around his neck, Bucky dips you lowly with a smirk. "That so, Barnes?" You tease, leaning closer to his face. "We'll see." You add, closing the distance between you both with a sweet quick kiss. "Now come on, I'm starving!"
*
"Thirty minutes til we land, guys." Natasha announces from the front of the jet.
Unable to keep his knee from bouncing once the announcement was made, Bucky cannot stop his thoughts from returning to you. It had been a longer mission than anticipated with little to no contact with the outside world. He's so used to sending a text, a quick call to just hear your voice and know you're okay whether it be doing a mundane task or listening to you moan about a colleague.
That's one of the things Bucky loves about you; the normalcy of it all. You couldn't be more of a polar opposite to the former soldier, with a 9-5, a pension scheme, and health benefits included. Whereas he just gets thrown into the unknown more than he cares to admit and comes out slightly more traumatized with each mission.
Noting the nervous actions of his friend, Steve nudges Bucky's arm. "You got plans with Y/n once we get back?" Steve asks, knowing it'll help pass the remaining time until they land.
Within seconds the tension melts from Bucky's body and even Sam catches the barely there smile on the soldier's face.
"Going to this movie theatre she loves, it's kinda run down but she likes to call it 'old school.'" He quotes, picturing the first time you dragged him along to the theatre. "And well, I've got something planned for her, but I don't know." Bucky trails off, feeling the hairs on the back of his neck rise.
"Well, sounds great to me, Buck." Steve comments, moving slightly closer, and lowers his head in an attempt to keep the overs from interrupting. "So, you ever gonna bring her to the compound?"
Bucky sighs deeply and Steve backs up, knowing it's useless to even pry further into it.
"It's just so good, Steve." Bucky starts, glancing around at those around him, some looking through reports and others dozing off. "I don't want her to get enveloped in this side of our life." He explains and Steve simply nods. "I love what we have, and, and I don't wanna risk ruining that."
"Understood." Steve pats Bucky's arm. "She really brings out the best in you, you know?"
"Yeah, he's been notably less grumpy since they got together." Sam comments from the other side of the jet, receiving a brief glare from Bucky. "Less grumpy, Barnes. You're no ray of sunshine yet."
The rest of the flight sped by whilst Bucky remained deep in his thoughts which mostly circled around you. He was jolted from his memories once the jet landed and they all began to disembark.
As the team began to walk through the compound, Bucky quickly got his phone out to send you a message. But before he could even start to type one, a series of urgent texts flash up on his screen.
"Bucky?" Steve calls out to his friend who is almost frozen in place, staring down at his phone with panic written across his expression. "Buck?" Walking toward his friend, he looks down at Bucky's phone and feels his heart drop at what he's reading.
With a shaky hand, Bucky forces his head up to meet Steve's eyes. "Steve, I," He can barely form the right words, unsure what to even say. "This, this can't happen." His mind shifts to denial, but upon hearing his name being called urgently up ahead by Tony and Bruce he can feel his whole world crashing down on him.
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The first sensation that came back was your smell. In hindsight, you wish it wasn't and that you could've remained senseless, but you weren't so lucky.
It smelt like metal, smoke, and sweat. Little did you know, that was all coming from you.
Your eyesight followed suit and quickly alerted your captures with delight that you were conscious at last. "Help!" You cry out, now noticing your arms shackled to a wall in a dank-looking cell. "Please, help me!" Within seconds the screams tear at your throat, scratching it raw as laughter enters your ears.
Through the shadows, a large figure emerges holding up an old school camcorder whilst he grimaces at you, eyes roaming over the wounds inflicted. "Bout time you woke up darling." The man snarls, moving closer into your enclosed space. "Wanna say hi to your friends?" Forcing the camera to your face, you're quick to turn your head away, only to feel a sweaty hand clench your jaw and force you to look directly into the lens as tears glisten in your eyes. "You know what to do if you want her back." The man comments, further confusing you about the situation before he reveals a small knife in his grasp.
"No, please," You plead, shaking your head at the sight of the knife rising before plowing it down into your thigh.
The last thing Bucky sees is your face contorted in pain, the movement of your lips as you scream in anguish. But all of the sounds have become white noise.
"Do we know who sent this?" Steve is the first to ask, noting Bucky standing too still for his own liking.
Raising his hand, Bruce swipes across and reveals three headshots of so-called reformed criminals. "Jason Donahough, Mark Whitehall, and Edward Polaski." Bruce points to each, pausing at the sound of Bucky's metal arm whirring, the plates sliding as he clenches both fists at the images.
"I know them." Bucky states through gritted teeth.
"A message was delivered with the video, we're trying to locate the source with the help of FRIDAY." Tony explains, revealing the two simple sentences.
Come get your girl, Winter Soldier. It's time to resume the game.
A shudder spreads through Bucky at the second sentence. They still remember what he did, and clearly aren't messing around this time.
"I have to go." Bucky tells himself, too in his own head to notice several pairs of eyes fall on him in alarm.
"Bucky, that's," Steve starts, but Bucky is already walking out the door before he can finish his sentence. "We gotta go, who's in?"
Almost every hand shoots up and Steve nods, everyone starts to file out, knowing what needs to be done.
*
They came in abruptly, knocking the chains on your ankles to alert you of their presence. Mostly they just wanted to taunt you, sometimes they'd spare you the pain of reminding you that you were alone and no one would come for you. But more often than not, they'd add to your growing list of injuries, conflicting another wound to your skin as more blood stains the tiles.
No one answers the questions you ask when conscious enough to form words. 'Where am I?' 'How long have I been here?' and the one that scares you most of all, 'Why me?'
"You think he'll come?" Your ears perk up at the question, and you force your heavy head up an inch to see two of your attackers conversing outside of your cell.
One of them is holding a phone tightly in his grasp, chewing on his lip at the question. "For her? Hopefully." He scoffs before looking back at you, noticing the corners of your lips rising weakly. "What're you smiling at, bitch?" His voice rises before he marches over to you, grabs a hold of your face with one hand, and stares you dead in the eyes. "Somethin' you wanna say?" He demands, eyes widening awaiting a response.
Instead, you spit in his face, watching him recoil in disgust.
"You'll pay for that," He states, reaching into his pocket for something whilst your eyes grow heavy once again, unaware of a red light flickering through the base and alarms blaring.
The two men exchange a look, one you're oblivious to when your head slumps back down to rest against your chest.
"Showtime." One of the men laughs, clapping his hands before they both exit the cell, leaving your weak body alone-something you can be silently thankful for.
"Bucky," His name passes from your lips before your eyes drop once more.
Leading the mission, Bucky refuses to trail from the plan. Sometimes, he'll swerve from the set motions, but when it comes to you, nothing is to be changed or come as a surprise.
Continuing through the dank corridors, Bucky keeps his gun aimed in front of him whilst Steve and Natasha follow behind. So far Bucky has not left a single guard standing, and some without breath.
"You think this is it?" Natasha questions, looking at a series of locked doors, each with a number printed above and the red light flashing.
Bucky remains silent, trying to zone out from the murmurs behind him. His eyes continuously scan over the doors, he homes in on the furthest down the corridor, noting the light flashing white instead of red.
"There." Bucky speaks up, picking up pace toward the door only to be surprised by three guards who start shooting.
Wasting no time, Bucky tears the three down with ease. He ignores their screams whilst he shoots and punches his way through them.
Breathing deeply, Bucky leans forward to see a series of buttons to unlock the door. "Got any idea-" Steve starts, only to be met with Bucky smashing his metal fist into the panel, causing the door to open.
Adjusting their eyes to the dimly lit room, the trio enter apprehensively.
Scanning the room, Bucky's breath catches in his throat at the frail figure in the corner of the room. "Y/n?" His voice croaks, wasting no time to rush to your side, delicately lifting your head up to his lap. Eyeing over your various injuries, Bucky shakes his head and nestles your cheek with his hand. "What've they done to you?"
"Buck, we've got to get her out, now." Steve places his hand on his friend's shoulder, watching his oldest friend help you up and break the chains keeping you cemented in place. "Nat's clearing our exit, we don't have long."
Upon picking you up, Bucky freezes at your loud cry. "I'm sorry, doll, I'm so sorry." He repeatedly mumbles into your neck as he cradles your body in his arms all too aware of you dipping in and out of consciousness.
Much to their surprise, their exit is easier than anticipated. With you lying limp in Bucky's arms breathing heartlessly, Nat starts the jet up.
"It was all just to prove a point." Bucky states quietly, an oxygen mask now covering your nose and mouth. "just to show they could still get back at me, after all this time." His fists begin to clench on the edge of the seat, something Steve quickly picks up on as he moves to sit beside the pair of you.
Looking down at you in daylight, Steve could feel his heart clench in his chest. From what he saw of you briefly in photographs, you were shell of the woman you were physically, let alone mentally when you eventually come to.
"She's safe now, Buck." Steve reminds Bucky, feeling a sense of hope wash over the jet at your eyes open.
"Buck?" You croak, trying to lift your hand up, only for it to be held tightly by Buckys. "You, you found me." Tears start to build in your eyes upon seeing his, only for them to quickly refill with black spots.
"Of course, I'll always find you." Bucky whispers, leaning down to kiss your forehead as a tear glides across your skin.
two months later
"Okay, okay!" Bucky chuckles heartfully, clutching the menu in his grasp above his head whilst you pout up at him. "Just say sorry and it's yours, doll."
Crossing your arms over your chest, you lightly sigh. "Come on, that's not fair. Steve will agree with me on this, right, Steve?" Glancing over your shoulder, Steve doesn't move a muscle from the armchair situated in the compound living area. "Steve?" Waving your hand, you reach for a cushion to throw at him, only for it to be deflected at the last second.
"I think you've got a slight advantage here, Buck." Steve chimes in, much to Bucky's playful dismay.
Lowering his arms back down, Bucky kneels in front of you with the menu in hand. "Here you go, doll." He winks, watching you snatch it from his grasp before wheeling backward toward the coffee table.
"Pleasure doing business with you, Barnes." You salute, reaching across for your crutch to ease you out of the wheelchair.
Upon hearing a quiet wince, Bucky's gaze falls upon you, and starts to walk in your direction to assist. "She's got this." Natasha pipes up, now entering the room to see what all the commotion was.
"Thanks, Nat." You smile, now using the crutch you reach for your phone, revealing the scarring on your forearm which sometimes hurts to see.
With a quick tug, you pull on the sleeve of Bucky's henley you've stolen before dialing for the takeaway and leaving the room.
Now left alone with two old friends, Bucky can practically hear their questions protruding. "She's just taking things a day at a time." Bucky explains, burying his head in his hands at the memories of the past few months.
"I mean, I haven't heard her laugh like this since before," He trails off, not wishing to finish the sentence as images of blood, your screams, and pleads replay.
"It's alright," Natasha comments with a soft smile. "She's tougher than she looks, for a civilian that is." She adds.
"Who're you callin' a civilian?" You speak up, feigning shock at Natasha's remark. "I happen to be a very special person." You add, slowly making your way toward Bucky.
Smiling at the interaction, Steve dares to ask. "And what makes you special, huh, Y/n?" He plays along, thankful to see Bucky's smile growing as you reach him, wrapping your free arm around his middle.
"'Cause this guy gets to date me." You state with a smug grin, feeling Bucky kiss your temple with a smile on his lips. "Nothing more special than that, right?" Looking up at Bucky, his smile only widens as the sparkle in your eye flashes for a moment, slowly making its return.
"Yeah, doll." Bucky tells you. "Luckiest guy around."
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KATE BISHOP x READER
BATHROOM STALLS (PART 2)
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A/N: HELLO PEOPLE! By popular demand, I present to you Bathroom Stalls part 2!
Bathroom stalls, among a few other of my imagines, was one of the imagines with a highly requested part 2. You asked and fulfilled your request!
Let me know what you guys think!
Sending love ❤️
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Summary: Kate and Y/N leave the gala to continue what they left off in the bathroom stall.
Warnings: smut 😉.
Word count: 5925 words.
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"Go, go, go, before they catch us and force us to stay!" Kate pushed Y/N out of the bathroom and urged her on to sprint out of the ballroom to go to Kate’s place and resume their fun activities. They almost made it out of the building when a voice stopped them in their tracks.
"Y/N! Kate! There you two are!" Y/N’s mom spoke up not too far behind them and the two grimaced at a pair of clicking sound approaching them will force them to delay their escape for a few more minutes - hopefully -.
"We were looking for you two." Of course my mom is here too. Kate sighed loudly as she met Y/N eyes, the girl nodding at her with determination in her Y/E/C irises and the two turned around slowly to throw at their mothers big, innocent smiles.
"Mom!" The two spoke up at the same time, both hoping with all theirselves they weren’t looking suspicious, even if their voices sounded warily chirpy.
"I see you are on speaking terms once again." Eleanor noticed with a small smirk and an edge the two girls noticed, both seeing in her blue eyes a mischievous glint that was very dangerous for the two girls but both decided to not dwell on it too much for their sanity.
"We made up our grudges." Kate answered shortly, wanting this conversation to be over immediately, her throbbing cunt a relentless reminder of their activities in the bathroom stall and the promise of more to come. No puns intended.
"She actually saved me once again. Chad is here." Y/N met her mom’s eyes and saw her groan with a disgusted grimace on her face, causing a small snort to leave Kate’s lips at the gesture, finding a lot in common with Y/N’s mom distaste for Y/N’s boyfriend.
"What did he do now?"
"He tried to force them back together despite Y/N rejecting him, many times." Kate explained with a firm tone, her hand itching to circle around Y/N’s waist, an impending need to protect the girl beside her overcoming her.
"What did you ever see in him? I still don’t know." Claire asked with a roll of her eyes and Kate resisted the urge to laugh with sweeping her eyes from her mom, to Claire, to Y/N without making proper eye contact. She was too turned on to be that brave.
"I asked myself that question a few times tonight." Y/N countered back vaguely as she subtly side-eyed Kate. In fact Y/N’s action was far from subtle and both Eleanor and Clair noticed the knowing look their daughters shared and smirked inwardly at the prospect of finally seeing them happy with each other. "We actually wanted to leave and catch up a little bit. Y’know it’s been eight years."
"If that’s okay with you, of course." Kate quickly interjected to press their moms on to say yes and to finally put an end to this conversation as she felt her core nearly explode at the lack of stimulation and for having the girl right beside her, with her warmth and her perfume invading her senses and making her dizzy.
"Oh don’t worry, go on and catch up. This event is already so boring and we still have to endure speeches from a few of our guests." Eleanor waved them off with a smile as she looked at Claire to give the two her permission.
"Don’t remind me of that, I’m still too sober for it." Claire groaned in annoyance and took a big gulp of champagne to emphasize her words. "Go have fun girls. Brunch tomorrow? Just the four of us."
"That would be awesome!" Eleanor gleefully agreed then clicking her flute with Claire’s one in cheers.
"We’ll be there!" Y/N smiled sweetly at the two, watching Kate do the same and silently nod in agreement.
"Okay, bye!" Kate quickly grabbed Y/N’s left hand and pulled her out of the building, smiling happily at her driver waiting patiently outside, opening the car door as soon as she saw Kate walk out of the building, and then entering the black tinted windows city car. Kate immediately pulled up the soundproof partition to have more privacy on the 20 minutes car ride to Kate’s apartment.
"What are they up to, hm?" Eleanor asked suspiciously at Claire as she eyed the two girl enter the black car before settling her eyes on the blonde beside her.
"Like I said before, I’m not drunk enough for enduring this gala and this conversation." Claire swallowed in a big gulp the remnants of the bubbly beverage in her glass before both walked towards the ballroom sharing a knowing chuckle at their daughters’ antics.
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"Ugh as much as I adore your mom and our common dislike for Chad, I couldn’t wait to get out of there." Kate groaned after they both settled comfortably on the backseats of the car, Y/N leaning her head on her shoulder as soon as their backs touched the seatbacks behind them.
"Why the rush Bishop? Do you have somewhere you need to be?"
"Yeah, hopefully between your legs." Kate answered boldly as she laid her hand on Y/N’s exposed thigh and lifted it up quickly, dangerously inching closer to Y/N’s pulsating center, the black haired girl feeling the muscle under her palm twitch lightly at her hand’s movement.
"So full of yourself Bishop, aren’t we?" Y/N covered up her arousal state at Kate’s words with a witty remark while her fingers caressed Kate’s black tie gently before grasping it and pulling their faces closer.
"You love it." Kate countered back with a smug smirk as they both inched closer and closer to close the gap and kiss each other, something they were longing to do since they left that bathroom stall not too long ago.
"Mh, yes I do love it, among other great qualities you have."
"Like what?"
"Your big heart, your courage, your determination for wanting to fight for making the world a better place despite everyone saying otherwise. Your eyes, always so eloquent without saying a word. Your witty remarks that always make me laugh. Your joyful personality always so contagious." Y/N trailed off to pull Kate into a slow, meaningful kiss, both taking their times to savor each other’s mouths and breath the other in while their tongues met halfway in a languid dance. "Your lips so soft and so addicting-" Y/N kissed Kate more firmly this time to prove her point, then pulled away to continue with her train of thoughts, "your abs that I can’t wait to properly feel and see after I finally strip you out of this extremely hot suit-" Y/N’s hand skidded down from its clasping position on Kate’s scalp to rake its fingers down Kate’s clothed stomach while biting Kate’s bottom lip, the motion causing a small mewl to leave the archer’s throat. Y/N smirked at the sound but kept on her listing, "your amazing ass that literally screams at my hands to touch." Y/N’s free hand caressed Kate’s strong back on its way down before pulling on Kate’s left hip to make her leg lay on her thighs in her slant sitting position to give her better access for her hand to squeeze hard a firm buttcheek.
Kate moaned loudly as her senses were invaded by everything Y/N, feeling her hands everywhere while her words settled deep in her bones and reduced her insides into mush, "There are a few other parts that are screaming for your touch."
"Oh you're right, how could I forget?!" Y/N asked rhetorically with a completely fake apologizing expression as her hand left, reluctantly, Kate’s abs and slipped up to wrap itself around a perky breast. Kate’s reaction was immediate. The black haired girl arched her back into the hand as her nipple stood up at the needed attention while an unintentional wail left her parted lips and travelled right into Y/N’s ones hovering over hers without touching. A second later Y/N’s mouth was back on Kate’s one, engulfing her in a frenzy kiss driven by their deepest desires. Kate’s hand grasping tightly Y/N’s inner thigh, sprinted up like it had its own mind and started rubbing Y/N’s clothed clit quickly. Y/N interrupted their kisses to moan loudly into Kate’s parted lips at the unexpected stimulation, "shit."
"Y’know, I was talking about a different body part." Kate murmured on Y/N’s cheek, planting a gentle kiss there while with the back of her hand pushed Y/N’s clenching thighs open, the girl immediately moving them apart to grant her more access. The Y/H/C girl didn’t have time to realize what was happening before her throat let out a low growl of pleasure when Kate’s fingers immediately pushed her ruined panties aside and two of them entered her aching core smoothly. "Holy shit KaTE!" Kate wasn’t having it. She wasn’t planning on teasing Y/N, she wanted to hear those sounds once again, wanted to feel Y/N’s walls clench around her fingers as she took her over the edge, wanted to see that beautiful face contort in pleasure as she let her climax reach its peak.
"This is what I was talking about. But you’ll have plenty of time for that later. Now I want you to come for me again baby." That term of endearment was something Y/N imagined so many times she was sure she would never hear it from Kate. But here she was. The pleasure spreading throughout her body, that fueled more the fire that Kate sparked back in that bathroom stall, shocked her deeply like she was electrocuted and made her move quickly, grasping Kate’s neck harshly and slamming their lips together in an open-mouthed kiss, their tongues moving over each other hotly as slick sounds mixed with Kate’s fingers slipping in and out of her cunt in a restless pace. "Fuck, you’re so hot." Kate murmured between kisses to bring air back in her lungs before looking down at her hand, her wrist starting to ache from the uncomfortable angle, but she never relented. Y/N noticed that subtle movement and acted quickly. In swift movement and with Kate’s fingers still buried deeply inside her, she straddled the archer and pushed her hips down on those skilled fingers greedily. "Holy shit-fuck! That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen." Kate let out breathlessly, licking her dry lips as she stared in awe up at a smirking Y/N.
"You haven’t seen nothing yet." Y/N murmured hotly on Kate’s mouth, her teeth sinking again on that plump, pink lip while her hips started rotating on Kate’s still fingers and moaned softly at the new stimulation. That sound pulled Kate out of her awed state and made her move her fingers once again, adding a third one and pushing in deeper, meeting Y/N’s hips’ movements to increase her pleasure. "Oh Kate, you feel so good."
"You look beautiful like this- on top of me, riding my fingers, in a car taking us back to my apartment." Kate couldn’t help but speak with an awed sparkle glistening in her blue eyes as they raked up and down the great beauty that was Y/N, her chest heaving from exertion as her breast bounced up and down with each of her hips movements, her lips swollen from their hungry kisses, her perfect styled hair pushed on one side of her neck exposing that tantalizing skin there. Kate licked her lips greedily as she gazed hypnotized at that sight before looking down at her other hand pushing the dress up to let her see her fingers pushing in and out of Y/N’s core in a steady rhythm. A loud wail of pure pleasure ripped Kate’s gaze from that amazing sight to an equally mesmerizing one as she watched Y/N’s neck arch back as her body started writhing uncontrollably, a clear sign the girl was nearing the edge. Kate increased her fingers’ movements and pushed as deep as she could while her hand let go of Y/N’s dress to settle on the girl’s back and push her more into Kate’s body to let her lips attack the girl’s awaiting neck with love bites. After few more deep and hard thrusts, Kate felt Y/N still her movements, so she pulled away to watch enthralled Y/N’s face contort in pure bliss as juices spilled out of her core and in her hand as a breathless, hoarse, long moan left her parted mouth. Kate was powerless in front of such a wonderful sight, so she just watched transfixed until she slowed to a stop fingers’ movements when Y/N’s body ceased twitching and slumped down on Kate’s lap. Kate slipped her fingers out of Y/N’s sensitive center and peppered small kisses all over Y/N’s face while whispering sweet nothings in between.
"Holy shit that was so powerful." Y/N breathed out some time later, chuckling alongside Kate before wrapping their smiling lips in a languid, happy kiss.
"And wait till we arrive at my apartment. You can scream all you want. My walls are soundproof." Kate murmured on Y/N’s lips, smirking smugly when she felt Y/N’s body shiver subtly at her words.
"Well miss Bishop, I will be the judge of that. If your neighbors won’t complain about you screaming all night long, then your walls are completely soundproof." Kate blushed furiously at the promise clear into Y/N’s eyes and words and felt her center clench desperately, longing for Y/N’s touch. "In the meantime, why don’t we take care of-" Y/N didn’t finish her phrase, she just slid her hand down and unbuckled Kate’s belt, unbuttoned her pants and slid her hands past her extremely drenched panties, "-this." Y/N smirked sultrily down at Kate as her fingers started circling the girl’s pulsating center and teasing her entrance to collect Kate’s juices, but just as she was ready to push her fingers in, the car pulled to a stop. They both groaned in frustration at the interruption before Y/N quickly fixed Kate’s clothes and sat back on her seat just right before the door opened and Frank outstretched his hand to help Y/N out of the car. Once her feet touched the curb, a hand slid around her waist and ushered her towards Kate’s building, both waving enthusiastically at Frank and bidding him goodnight. Kate hastily opened the building door and both literally rushed up the first flight of stairs that would led them to Kate’s apartment.
The archer laid her hand on the scanner right beside the door before using her keys to unlock the door and turning off the alarm. Y/N arched an amused eyebrow up in question as Kate signaled her to walk in first and Kate simply shrugged at her, "my apartment was once set on fire by a few thugs. Now that I’m the new, totally cooler Hawkeye, you’re never too sure with security system and all." Kate closed the door and locked it, the system’s loud beep indicating the alarm was back on and the sophisticated lock fell into its position in the reinforced door Kate installed.
"You’re cute when you talk about your new job." Y/N smiled warmly at Kate as she caressed the black tie absentmindedly. "And extremely hot." Y/N mumbled in a low growl the last part before pushing Kate on the door and kissing her fervently, while her hands worked on getting rid of Kate’s blazer, throwing it on the floor immediately. The black tie was next. When she started fumbling with Kate’s blouse buttons, she frustratedly ripped the garment open when it was taking too much time and let buttons fly on the floor in soft ticking sounds.
"Eager are we?"
"I’ve been trying to touch you for an hour now- and before that, I’ve been imagining it so many times that I would literally explode if my fingers aren’t buried in your pussy in 5 seconds."
Kate shivered wildly at the crass words Y/N chose to use as another gush of wetness ruined her panties for good. "Fuck!" Kate kissed Y/N hard, her tongue sliding out to lick inside Y/N’s mouth, as she haphazardly helped the Y/E/C girl in sliding her belt out while she got rid of her boots, before her pants and bra followed everything on the floor. Kate groped Y/N’s ass eagerly, eliciting a loud moan from the girl, before finding the zip behind Y/N’s dress and pushed it down and off the girl, both getting of them getting rid of their last pieces of clothing before standing in front of the other completely naked. They stared in awe at their exposed forms for just a few seconds before they resumed their kissing while their hands took their time exploring each other’s bodies. Kate was so immensely grateful Pizza Dog was staying with the Barton’s family for the month, so she can have her full attention on the girl she had been in love with for eight years. Kate grunted in pleasure when Y/N’s leg slotted between her own and her thigh brushed over her aching center, so she acted quickly and grasped Y/N’s thighs hard before pulling her up and letting her legs circle her waist, then sprinting up the stairs and leading Y/N to her bedroom.
"Fuck!" Y/N moaned in the archer’s mouth at Kate’s show of strength and for her clit brushing heavenly on Kate’s contracted abs, involuntarily bucking her hips up and down the archer’s stomach at the stimulation. Kate pulled away from the kiss to lay Y/N gently on the mattress and watched her from her standing position at the foot of the bed, her eyes raking up and down the naked beauty that was Y/N and couldn’t help but shiver wildly when their lust filled irises met in a scorching eye contact. "You look so fucking hot. Look at those abs-" Y/N licked her lips when she noticed Kate’s stomach was now glistening with her arousal and when the archer dropped her gaze to watch what Y/N was looking at, she almost came at the sight. "Come here Bishop. It’s time for you to scream my name." Y/N beckoned Kate on the bed with her pointer and middle finger and a smirk on her lips, before opening her legs wide and giving Kate a great view of her dripping core screaming for her attention. Kate growled, like actually growled, at the sight and threw herself on the bed, her body slotting perfectly between Y/N’s legs as they sighed in pleasure into the frenzy kiss they initiated as soon as Kate laid on Y/N. Y/N’s legs linked behind Kate’s back and the black haired girl felt her heels on her lower back push her more into her lover’s body as they let their tongues lead their kisses.
"Y’know, young Kate would pass out right now if she saw you naked in her bed." Kate admitted between kisses, disentangling her mouth from Y/N’s greedy one to leave a few love bites down the length of her neck, sucking particularly hard on her pulse point to leave a small, but very noticeable hickey. Kate assessed her work with pride swimming in her eyes before meeting Y/N’s lips in another searing kiss.
"Mh, don’t remind me. You don’t even know how many times young Y/N imagined herself in your bed." Kate’s shiver soon morphed into scorching arousal that spread quickly throughout her body before settling uncomfortably between her legs. Y/N took advantage of Kate’s momentary distracted state, to switch their positions and laying Kate down on the bed before straddling her strong thighs and looked down at the archer, disoriented from the swift movement, with pure affection mixed with deep-rooted arousal. "Now, give me a second to remember where we left off in that bathroom stall-" Y/N hummed as she tapped her chin as a pensive expression furrowed her eyebrows. Kate was powerless as she watched Y/N’s ethereal beauty straddling her. Holy shit, Y/N is straddling me. Naked. IN MY BED! Young Kate now it’s not the time to freak out. Kate scolded her younger self in her mind as her eyes raked from Y/N’s cute, pensive wrinkle on her forehead, to her full chest rising every time she took a breath, to her fit stomach to her center spread out and ready for her attention. Kate licked her lips absentmindedly as she hungrily drank Y/N’s body in, but Y/N’s voice pulled her out of her personal ogling and made her meet her eyes once again, her Y/E/C hues now full of mischief and determination. "Oh yes, right here." Y/N smirked devilishly before shoving two fingers into Kate’s center, not wanting to waste more time as she yearned to watch Kate come undone on her fingers.
"Shit!" Kate arched her back when the longed fingers now buried knuckles-deep inside her shoot pleasure all over her body and mind, causing her head to roll back and lay on the pillow under her as her eyes closed so tightly she almost saw stars.
"Fucking finally- you feel amazing around my fingers babe." Y/N murmured on Kate’s parted lips, swallowing a deep moan when her fingers pushed in deep, causing her palm to hit Kate’s pulsating clit hard while slipping her lips down to wrap themselves around a perky nipple, screaming for her mouth’s attention.
"Shit, fuck. You’re so-FUCK." Kate stopped mid-sentence when Y/N bit harshly on her nipple, causing a pleasurable stinging spread over her chest, while adding a third finger, pulling them almost all the way out before slamming them back in hard, each time her palm hitting and rubbing on her clit in a way that had Kate writhe uncontrollably under her. The feeling in her lower stomach Kate knew all too well was coiling quickly, a clear telltale the archer was going to come really soon, so she sped up her hips’ movements to meet Y/N’s thrusts as she mewled at the pleasure building quickly within her. "Faster baby. I’m close."
"As you wish, princess." The term of endearment, the pace immediately quickening, the thrusts becoming harder and deeper than ever and the teeth nipping relentlessly at her breasts pushed Kate over the edge, reaching her climax with a loud scream of Y/N’s name falling out of her mouth, mixed with a few profanities threw here and there in breathy whines. "That was the most beautiful sight I’ve ever witnessed." Y/N admitted with a dreamy look on her face as a dazed smile rolled over her lips while staring lovingly down at a still slightly shaking Kate, looking up at her with affection.
"You’re not so bad from down here. C’mere." Kate murmured softly while her hands still clawing Y/N’s back from her intense pleasure, sneaked up and into her scalp to pull her up into a languid kiss.
Without warning Y/N started moving her hand still buried deep into Kate’s core again, rebuilding a slow, steady rhythm, wanting to take her time now to push her over the edge once again, to really take her reaction in and to burn it into her mind forever. "I’m not finished yet miss Bishop. You’re still 2 orgasms ahead of me. I need to catch up."
Kate wailed at Y/N’s statement and shivered involuntarily at the meaning behind her words as her core swallowed Y/N’s fingers perfectly, that coiling feeling already building into her lower belly, "fuck Y/N!" Kate slumped her head back on the pillow and arched her neck as her eyes closed when Y/N added her thumb into the equation to roll slowly on her clit in circle motions.
"Look at me babe. I want to look at those beautiful blue eyes I love so much." Y/N bit her bottom lip in anticipation as she watched Kate open her eyes and stare right back at her with an intense look full of affection and lust. "Shit, you are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen." Y/N whispered with sincerity written all over her face, her free hand grasping Kate’s right cheek gently while the other quickened its pace just a bit.
Kate leaned into Y/N’s touch and started moving her hips with Y/N’s fingers’ rate, the motion causing her hand to slip in and out heavenly deeper and making her head dizzy from the intense pleasure. "Please baby, faster." The archer pleaded with a whiny tone, leaning her face more into Y/N’s hand, her nose brushing her palm gently as her own hands grasped between her shoulder blades while her legs stayed linked behind Y/N’s back in a love lock.
Y/N wanted to savor the slow pace for a little longer but the increasing clenching of Kate’s walls around her fingers was driving her insane and wanted to watch the girl come undone as soon as possible, so she sped up her movements and with a flick of her wrist she changed the angle just a tad bit to slip in impossibly deeper, feeling Kate’s body tremble wildly at the new sensations the new angle caused. "You like that baby?"
Kate wasn’t in her right state of mind to answer with intelligible words, so she opted to nod furiously and to moan out Y/N’s name when the girl increased the rhythm, causing her hand to slam into her core fast and heavily and unlocking a new kind of pleasure, making Kate feel like her body was literally fluctuating as she chased her climax desperately. She fell over the edge right after Y/N brushed their noses together, the gesture so intimate and so loving that made Kate snap immediately. Her body writhed uncontrollably as juices spilled out of her center and profanities left her lips along with Y/N’s name, each of her nerve endings burning up with intense pleasure. "That was amazing." Y/N slowed her movements to a stop as soon as she felt Kate stop trembling and her body slumped back on the mattress. Y/N’s half body collapsed on Kate’s one right after, her leg collapsing across her lap as her hand hugged her torso and her face slotted in the crook of Kate’s neck, laying a soft peck there and watched the girl shiver imperceptibly soon after at the sweet gesture. Kate turned her head around to kiss the Y/H/C girl slowly, Y/N moaning into the kiss when she let Kate’s skillful tongue in and lick her mouth greedily. The kiss stayed like that, slow, languid, gentle, both girls wrapping each other up in a tender bubble as they indulged in the love and affection they had for the other.
Y/N detached her lips away from Kate to moan lewdly when she felt two of Kate’s fingers suddenly enter her. "Oh, Kate!"
The angle wasn’t exactly comfortable, her hand slotted between Y/N’s legs but her own thigh obstructed her way to move smoothly, her wrist already straining from the effort, so Kate slipped out of Y/N’s core just a second, using that same hand, now glistening with Y/N’s arousal, to push on Y/N’s chest and to make the girl lay fully on her back as she settled back between her legs, immediately spreading reflexively open to let Kate slip between them easily while she supported her own body up with the other hand laying right beside Y/N’s head. "If I remember correctly I promised you that you could have screamed all you wanted here. It’s time to keep that promise." Kate spoke up with a throaty, hoarse voice, her lips laying an hard kiss there while slipping her fingers back in and thrusting them in and out in a steady pace before descending down her throat, focusing her attention only a few seconds on her pulse point then slipping a pebbled nipple into her mouth and reveled in the loud moans tumbling out of Y/N’s lips. A strong hand tangled into her hair and pulled on her scalp when she bit particularly hard on the neglected nipple, releasing it a moment later to focus on something else. "Tsk, tsk, tsk- look at the mess I made." Kate tutted in an apologetic tone that was far from being genuine - she was teasing - when Y/N looked down and noticed a few glistening spots on her sternum, right between her breasts. Y/N shivered involuntarily at the thought of Kate leaving those spots there when she used the hand that was now buried deep between her legs to push her down on the bed.
"I wonder how that happened." Y/N played dumb, wanting to see what Kate had in mind. She whined soon after when Kate rolled her clit with her thumb and slipped a third finger in, her hips immediately following her movements to increase the intense pleasure while her eyes stayed glued to the deep blue ones.
"No idea. But I should definitely clean you up, don’t you think?" Y/N didn’t have enough time to wrap her mind around Kate’s words when she felt a tongue lick away her juices from her chest.
"Holy shit- KATE!" Y/N screamed loudly when the archer bit on her sensitive nipple again, watching her lick her lips right after and humming lowly, all the while staring directly into her eyes.
"Fuck Y/N you taste amazing." Y/N whined between them at the words whispered on their hovering lips and felt a gush of arousal leave her core, Kate immediately peeking up at at feeling and smirking proudly. "I want more." Kate was quick right after speaking, not wanting to waste more time, so she replaced her hands with her tongue.
When Y/N felt the black haired girl retrieve her hand from her center she went to protest, but those words died in her throat and were swept away by a loud howl of Kate’s name when she felt her tongue slip in. "KATE! Shit, fuck." Y/N made the mistake to meet Kate’s magnetic blue eyes staring up at her from between her legs and a low whine escaped her lips at the amazing view. "Babe, your tongue- SHIT." Kate smirked proudly when she stopped Y/N mid-sentence by curling her tongue in her core and replacing her thumb back on the girl’s clit. She continued for a few more seconds, slipping her tongue in and out as quick as she could, feeling her jaw starting to hurt but she wanted Y/N to come in her mouth at all costs, so she kept on, her pace never relenting. "Baby I’m so close."
"Then come on my tongue Y/N." Kate slipped her tongue out to murmur right on Y/N’s center before slipping her tongue right back in and curling it again as her pointer finger and thumb pinched lightly the girl’s clit.
Y/N fell over the edge right after Kate’s whispered words in her core, the gesture causing wild shivers to spread from her core and invade her body, effectively tipping her over the edge with a loud scream of Kate’s name. Kate lapped up Y/N without missing a drop of her climax, stopping only when she felt Y/N twitch gently from being too sensible. She peppered kissed up Y/N body before stopping at her lips and kissing her languidly, letting her taste herself on her tongue, swallowing the whine that left Y/N at tasting the remnants of her own juices on Kate’s tongue. "Shit-" Y/N cleared her throat hoping to get rid of the raspy tone from too much screaming, "I need some water." Y/N looked to her left and noticed a bottle of water on Kate’s nightstand. Kate let Y/N sit up, scooting over with her legs on the king sized bed to stretch over and grab the bottle, sitting on her knees and drinking half of its content in a few seconds. Right when she settled the bottle back down on the nightstand, she had to grip the forniture for stability when she felt a body collide with her back and a hand slipping right between her legs, caressing her clit slowly. "Kate-fuck!"
"You looked so hot bending over my night stand. Your ass just there, exposed like that." Kate breathed into Y/N’s ear as her relentless hand circled her clit heavenly, already turning Y/N on as she felt her juices coating her slits. Wild shivers invaded Y/N’s body at the sensation of Kate’s nipples brushing behind her back and at the teeth nipping at her earlobe. "Do you like that?"
"Yes Kate, fuck!" Y/N opened her legs a little wider, silently asking Kate to slip her fingers in, the archer understanding immediately and thrusting two fingers in and establishing a fast rhythm. Y/N leaned more on the right hand gripping the nightstand as the other tangled into those soft dark locks to push Kate more into her body and her face more into her neck. "More baby." Y/N felt Kate smirk on her pulse point before she fastened her movements, thrusting in and out incessantly, Y/N’s hips moving along with her pace and her core swallowing her fingers greedily.
Y/N smirked at the long moan escaping Kate’s mouth, "Shit- do that again." Y/N didn’t need to be told twice. She immediately buckled her hips once again, now knowing that her movements caused her ass to brush over Kate’s clit and to provide her pleasure.
"You like that babe?"
"Shit- yes!" Kate grunted out when each of Y/N’s hips’ movements increased her arousal now dripping down her thighs, so she used her other hand to flush their bodies impossibly closer and started moving her own hips along with Y/N’s ones, both following her fingers’ rhythm in the Y/E/C girl’s cunt. "Fuck, you’re so-" Kate stopped mid-sentence, a loud moan ripping from her throat prevented her to continue with her words when Y/N pushed her ass hard backwards and hit Kate’s clit perfectly.
"Shit Kate, I’m so close."
"Me too baby."
"I want to come with you." Kate growled loudly at those words and sped impossibly up her movements, furiously rubbing her center on Y/N’s right buttcheek, her clit hitting that soft but firm mound greedily, while slamming her two fingers deep inside Y/N’s core. A few deep thrust and a few more rubbing and both fell over the edge, both convulsing wildly as their climaxes inebriated their senses and wrapped them into a blanket of pure bliss. As soon as they fell down from their highs, Kate slipped her hand out and licked her fingers right in front of Y/N’s face, never breaking eye contact. When she thoroughly cleaned her fingers and pulled them out of her mouth with a loud pop, Y/N grunted gravelly and pushed Kate’s face down to kiss her and tasting herself in the archer’s mouth as she slipped her tongue over Kate’s one.
They both fell down the bed when their kisses dampened down and became slow and sweet, cuddling on the bed and reveling in the loving blanket that fell over them. They both turned around towards Kate’s window noticing the first rays of the morning enter in through the white, almost closed curtains, both smiling dumbly as they realized they shockingly let their desires take control all night long, but they both didn’t care as they finally let fatigue catch up with them and fell asleep within seconds, wrapped up in each other, Kate’s arm slung protectively around Y/N’s back to keep her flushed on her body, while Y/N’s one was circling securely Kate’s torso, and their legs tangled together. Y/N laid a sweet peck on Kate’s lips, before settling back in the crook of her neck, laying another, soft one on the slightly sweaty skin there before both fell asleep contentedly between each other’s arms.
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the three words
pairings: bucky barnes x y/n reader  
based on the request below ⬇️⬇️
Ok, here it goes. Can I request a story where y/n is dating Bucky, it's new, like they haven't had sex yet, they both love each other and want to have sex, but Y/n is a survivor of SA, and Bucky will be the first guy she will be with since the assault happen. Can you write about how Bucky will take the news of the assault and how he helps Y/n move past what happened and build a life with him? A bit of Angst, a little bit of smut and a whole lot of fuff.
warnings: smut 18+ (unprotected sex, fingering, creampie), discussion of past sexual assault on reader, insecure thoughts (reader), angst, fluff, bucky is an absolute sweetheart 😭- let me know if I missed any ;) 
word count: 6206 - oops
a/n: Please pay attention to the warnings and don’t read if it will trigger you in any way. The reader blames herself for her SA but please know that if you have ever experienced anything like this it was not your fault, I hope you’re doing okay and I’m proud of you <3 
Feedback, likes and reblogs are much appreciated :) 
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Bucky notices you sniffling and pulls you closer towards him, he doesn’t hide his laughter and you know exactly why. Movie nights had always been a part of your relationship and without fail they always made you cry.
“Doll, this is supposed to be a happy movie.” Bucky whispered close to your ear. 
You turn your head and look up to see him smiling down at you. “It is happy,” you wipe your eyes trying to stop the tears from falling, “these are happy tears.” Bucky couldn’t help but laugh a little more, he loved these little things about you, like the way you always cried when watching movies, the way you always laugh at someone's jokes even if they aren't even remotely funny, the way you will always make sure to have his favourite snacks when you invite him over, but especially the way you make him feel. He had spent his whole life waiting to feel this way with someone, and with everything that has happened to him he really didn't think he would ever get the chance. You felt the same way towards him, you’d only been dating for a few months but you truly loved him. You just hadn’t been able to bring yourself to say the three words to him, part of you was scared he wouldn’t say it back.
You managed to get through the last part of the movie only crying a couple times before the credits started rolling. You hadn’t realised how late it had gotten before you saw the time on your phone, Bucky had stayed over a few times in your apartment and you loved having him there, you felt safe with him beside you but sometimes the tiny voice in the back of your mind convinced you things would go wrong, tonight you decided you weren’t going to listen to that voice. 
“You wanna stay tonight?” you asked hesitantly, what if he said no? 
“Course I do doll, if you’re okay with it?”
“Always.” you shoot a smile up at him to show you were truly happy for him to stay over. 
“I’ll be through in a minute, I just need to wash my face okay?” you say as you stand up and start walking towards the bathroom. 
“Okay, doll.” When you get to your bedroom you see Bucky in the middle of taking his pants down, you couldn’t deny the physical attraction you had for him, you even craved his touch but you weren’t ready to do that with him. Not yet. 
“I put a toothbrush beside the sink for you.”
“Thank you,” Bucky comes over to you and brings his lips to your forehead for a soft kiss, “I’ll just be a minute.” You nod your head in reply and begin to change into your pyjamas. You opted for a thin shorts and t-shirt set, remembering last time Bucky stayed over and your bed became way too warm, he was like a walking heater. 
“Cute pj’s.” 
“It’s just plain shorts and a shirt Buck.” you say back with a smile on your face.
He comes up behind you and wraps his arms around you, “Well, I think you look very cute,” you feel your cheeks flush as he says it. He pulls away and climbs into the right side of the bed, knowing you prefer the left side and pats the space beside him. “You comin doll?” You climb in beside him and practically melt into his touch. 
He brings his face down to yours and leans in for a kiss, a slow, deep kiss and you lean into it, kissing him back. He moves his fingers up to your arm and starts to trail his fingers in circles over it, slowly moving to your chest, his lips following the same direction. You could tell what he wanted to do but you weren't ready for it, it took a second for you to say the words that were racing through your brain, “Wait Bucky, stop.” Your words came out a lot softer than you meant them to, you were almost scared he wouldn’t listen, but he backs away from you instantly and looks up to see your eyes becoming glossy. 
“What's wrong? Are you okay?” You could see the concern in his eyes and you hated yourself for making him worry. You hated yourself for not being able to give him what he wanted, you knew he deserved a girlfriend who could make him feel good. 
“I’m fine, but um,” you pause and take a breath before continuing “can we just cuddle tonight?” your voice was just as soft as before, and he could tell.
His eyes softened at your question, “Yeah baby, of course.” He lies back down and pulls you gently next to him. You lay your head down on his chest and get comfortable, he can feel the deep sigh of relief you take.
A couple minutes of silence pass before you can bring yourself to speak, and all you can manage is “I’m sorry.”
“Y/n, I promise, you have nothing to be sorry for. We don’t ever have to do anything you don’t want to do, okay?” You try to answer him but you can’t find any words so you just nod against his chest. He rubs his hand gently over your arm trying to comfort you, the most important thing to him was that the girl he loved felt safe with him and he hoped you knew that. You had to know that right? That he loved you? 
You wanted to thank him for understanding and for not forcing you to do anything you didn't want to do but you couldn’t. Not without telling him about what happened to you, and you weren't ready to do that yet. You desperately wanted to tell him you loved him, to say those three words to him but the little voice in the back of your mind has once again taken control. He wouldn’t love you back, you know he wouldn’t and it would ruin everything. 
You try to push those thoughts far out of your mind and let sleep take over. 
You're not sure when you managed to fall asleep but when you woke up the space beside you was empty, he left? Did you scare him away? That thought doesn’t last long because you hear a bang in the kitchen and run through to find Bucky and the floor covered in waffle batter. 
You try to hide your giggles and ask if he’s okay but you nearly double over from laughing so hard. You finally manage to string together a sentence, “What happened in here?” 
Bucky did not find the batter spilling that funny but when he saw you laughing over it his heart melted, and he joined you in laughing. “Okay. This was not my fault” he says looking around him.
“Really? You raise your eyebrows and sport a grin on your face, “So who’s fault would it be?” 
“Well..” he pauses trying to think of an excuse but fails, “It was an accident” you walk over to him, looking out for the batter on the way, still laughing at the situation. 
“I suppose I can forgive you this time, but, only if you go change so I can hug you” 
“Just as soon as I clean this up, doll” He goes to grab the paper towels but you get there first.
“I will clean it up, you,” you point towards him “go get changed.” 
“Okay finee,” He sighs, “I will be right back.” 
It doesn’t take long to clean up and once you're finished you notice 3 cooked waffles beside the cooker, they must have been the only ones who survived Bucky’s awful cooking. Behind the waffles are tons of toppings, honey, whipped cream, strawberries and he even had grapes cut up for you, which were your favourite topping. It was unlike him to make breakfast, he would normally insist you go out because of this very reason, it normally ended up in something being broken or burnt. 
“So Chef Barnes, what made you decide to cook breakfast today?” you ask as he strolls back into the kitchen in a much cleaner state. He stands behind you and wraps his arms around you, leaning his head on your shoulder. 
“Just wanted to treat my girl, sorry it didn’t go to plan” you can hear sadness in his voice as he speaks. 
“Hey, we got 3 perfectly good waffles here, and you know what they say.” He turns his head to you, his brows furrowed together, you sense his confusion and continue. “Don’t cry over spilt waffle batter.” You both laugh at your words. 
“I’m pretty sure that’s not the phrase, doll.” 
“Hmm, I’m pretty sure it is,” you tease back. “How ‘bout we try these waffles? I’m looking forward to seeing how much your cooking skills have improved.”
“I wouldn’t get your hopes up too high, but they look kind of okay?” His words slow down as he lifts the waffles up and inspects them. You peck his cheek quickly and lift the toppings off the counter.
“Come on, let’s do a taste test” You move to the table and lay out the toppings whilst Bucky brings over the waffles and orange juice. You both top your waffles, you choose grapes and whipped cream, and Bucky chooses honey, strawberries and cream. Bucky was almost burning a hole in your soul with how hard he was watching you take your first bite, so you decided to tease him. You purposefully make no facial expressions as you finish the bite. 
“So, where did you find the recipe for the waffles?” 
His eyes slightly squint together, “I got Sam to send me one,” You just nod. “Are they bad? I can make you something else if you want, well, not make I've had enough of the kitchen today.”
You finally break character and let out a huge giggle, “I’m just kidding, Buck. They taste really good.” He looks at you and you can tell he’s surprised, not quite believing you. “Really! Try it.” You nod towards his plate.
He takes a bite and chews slowly, almost scared of his own cooking skills before a smirk creeps onto his face. “You know what, I don’t think I’ll retire my chefs hat quite yet.” 
“As long as you promise to let me know next time, so I can have the fire extinguisher on standby.” The rest of breakfast went just like that, teasing each other, laughing together, everything felt good again. 
Bucky couldn’t stay with you for much longer that day, he had to go to the compound and meet Sam for training and preparation for a mission they had planned this week. You were sad he had to go but you knew it was important, plus it gave you time to go into work for a bit and check everything was okay with your store. You took a step back from working a couple years ago when things got a little too much, and thankfully you had great employees who could manage most of the workload without you, but as the owner you still had a lot to manage. Which is why you decided to go in today, you ended up serving customers and you enjoyed it. You didn’t think you would ever feel okay enough to work in the front again, things were really looking up for you. You worked until close and decided to stay longer to catch up on the paperwork you originally came to do until around 9pm when Bucky texts you. 
Buck
Hey doll, you alright? Sorry I’ve not been near my phone all day
You
I’m good! Miss you though :( 
Buck
I miss you too! Have you eaten yet? 
You 
No, I’ve been at the store all day, you? 
Buck 
I’ll be done here in like 30 minutes, want me to bring dinner around? 
You 
I would love that 😚
Buck 
See you soon, doll 
You finish the folder you are working on and head home, arriving just a few minutes before Bucky. 
“How many people are we feeding Buck?” you tease. He’s balancing 3 bags of food in his arms when he walks in. 
“I may or may not have gone a tad overboard, butttt,” he trails off as he puts the bags down and digs through one of them, “I got your favourite pasta.” He pulls a box out of the bag and holds it up. 
Your eyes light up at the box and the biggest smile appears on your face which makes Bucky’s heart melt. “Thank you,” you kiss his cheek, “you’re the best.” 
You both plate your food up and sit at the table to eat. Bucky tells you all about the ways Sam annoyed him today, even though you know they’re secretly best friends. You told him all about your day, even though you felt like it was pretty boring he listened to every word.
Before you know it, it was late again, and just like the night before you ask Bucky to stay over but his response is different tonight.
“Do you want me to?” His voice was smaller than usual, like it was lined with doubt. 
You did want him to stay, you hoped he knew that. “I do Buck, but you don’t have to if you don’t want to” You tried to hide the shakiness in your voice but Bucky could hear it. 
“I do, I swear I do,” he goes silent for a few seconds before he finds the words he’s trying to say. “Do you feel safe with me?” His question catches you off guard, so off guard that it takes you a minute to process it. 
“I do Bucky.” 
“I promise I would never hurt you, and I’m really sorry for last night, I never want to make you feel uncomfortable, and you being safe is the most important thing for me.” You could feel tears starting to form and take a deep breath to try and stop them. The thing was they weren't sad tears, they weren't happy tears either, but they were because you believed every single word Bucky had said to you, you did feel safe with him, you truly believed he would never hurt you, and you loved him.
Before you say anything to him you pull him in for a hug, he wraps his arms around you tightly and you can both tell neither of you want to let go, but you force yourself to. You had been debating with yourself for weeks on whether you could open up to him but tonight you had no doubts, you trusted him fully and finally felt ready to tell him. 
“You didn’t make me uncomfortable, I mean it wasn’t your fault, and it’s not that I didn’t want to, I’m just not ready for that yet” You’re looking at him as you speak trying to sense how he is feeling, but all you can see in his eyes are care and concern for you. Seeing that he cares for you pushes you to keep going. “Can you promise not to judge me if I tell you something ?” You knew he wouldn’t but you still felt the need to ask.
“Doll, I would never, I promise. Listen, if you want to tell me this you can but do not feel like you have to okay? It’s your choice, and whenever you’re ready to talk I will listen to you. Always.” What he really wanted to say was that he loved you but he didn’t want to overwhelm you.
You nod your head as he speaks to you, but find yourself looking down before you continue speaking. “There was this man, he’d been coming into the store a lot and he would always chat to me, he seemed like a really nice guy. He would always ask how I was and how my day was going. I even started to like him.” Your breathing starts to quicken and you try to keep yourself calm but you felt like you were reliving what happened and it scared you.
“Take your time, Y/n. Breathe, it’s okay”
“I’m sorry.”
“You have nothing to apologise for, it’s okay, take your time, take a break if you need to.” 
You shake your head when he suggests taking a break, you knew if you stopped you wouldn’t be able to start again. You lower your head down to where your hands are playing with each other, and try and catch your breath before speaking again.
“It was just a normal day, he came in, in the morning and we spoke like usual. It wasn’t until I was walking home that I saw him again. It was really dark out and I thought someone was following me, I felt like I was being watched and then he appeared on the other side of the street. I feel so stupid for it now but I was relieved, it was someone I sort of knew so when he offered to walk me home I said yes, I thought that was better than walking alone in the dark.” 
You were trying so hard to stop the tears leaving your eyes but it felt impossible, you weren't just sad over reliving what happened but you were angry, at him and at yourself. If you had just made a different choice that night everything would have been different.
“Everything was fine for a few minutes, then he started putting his arm around me and I asked him nicely to move it, but instead of moving it away he moved it lower. I kept asking him to stop but he wouldn’t, he just kept touching me. I tried to get away from him but he pulled me into an alley and pinned me against the wall.”
You still hadn’t looked back up at Bucky so you had no idea how he was reacting to this, you just hoped he wouldn’t hate you after or look at you any different. What you couldn’t see was that Bucky was holding back his tears, he had an idea of what you were going to say - even though he’d hoped he was wrong -  and with every word you said he got sadder, but he knew this wasn’t the time for him to be upset, he just wanted to make sure you were okay. 
“I told him no, I told him I didn’t want it but he kept saying I didn’t know what I wanted and that he would show me, I wanted to scream but it was like my voice was trapped, I was so scared but there was nothing I could do stop him, I swear I tried to fight him. He just wouldn't stop.” The words were spilling out of you at this point, you couldn’t control them. “He didn’t stop until he'd decided he'd had enough and then he just walked away like he did nothing wrong, like everything was fine. I ran home and it hadn’t really set in what had happened, it didn’t until the next day when I was back at work and he came in again acting nice again, like the night before never happened. That’s when I realised it was wrong, that it was beating me up inside but he was fine. That’s why I took a step back from work, I haven't seen him since that day.” This was when you looked up at Bucky, you could see the tears forming on his eyelashes but he wasn’t letting them run, he looked angry, not at you of course but your brain convinced you he was. You panicked at the thought of that, maybe he believed it was your fault? Your breathing started to speed up and you could feel your heart beat faster and faster like it was going to jump out your chest, and you suddenly felt like you had to defend yourself for what happened.
“I know I probably shouldn’t have been walking home alone, especially in the dark, and I know I must have led him on at some point, maybe when he came into work or on the walk home or maybe I said-” before you can blame yourself anymore Bucky stops you. He wanted to let you talk, he wanted to listen like he said he would but he could not let you blame yourself for this. He so badly wanted to reach out and physically comfort you but he didn’t want to panic you more.
“Y/n, you are not to blame for what happened to you, this is not on you, it’s on the guy who assaulted you, and it never should have happened.” Bucky is the first person you’ve told about this so hearing these words felt like a weight was being lifted off of you. He believed you. He didn’t blame you for it. “Can I hug you?” 
You nod your head, you missed the safe feeling you got when he held you in his arms. “It’s not your fault this happened. I’m here for you, okay? We can just stay like this all night if you want, whatever you need.”
You did want that, it was everything you wanted and needed, to be held by the one person who made you feel safe and loved. “Thank you Bucky.”
“It’s okay doll, no need to thank me” He brings his head down to yours and softly kisses your forehead. “It’s okay.” That’s how the rest of the night went, cuddled up on the couch until you both fell asleep. 
When you woke up the next morning Bucky was still asleep, you were still in his arms but you didn’t make any effort to move, this was the place you needed to be in right now. You’re not sure how long you lay there but soon Bucky starts to move beside you. 
You turn to him “Hi.” His eyes open slowly, trying to adjust to the daylight. 
“Hi.” You both let out a small chuckle at how you have woken up. “Have you been up long?” 
“No, sorry for falling asleep on you.” You go to sit yourself up only now realising you were probably squishing him considering your couch wasn’t that big but he gently pulls you back down beside him. 
“Don’t be sorry, I like laying like this” Without realising you melt into his touch, letting his arms gather round you. “Have you got any plans today?” 
Your brows furrow for a second as you try and remember if you had anything planned today, when you’re confident you don't you shake your head. “Do you have to go into the compound today?” 
“Nope. We finished all the prep yesterday, we could do something if you want?”
“Hmm” you pretend to weigh out your options but you have no doubts in saying yes, “I suppose we could do something.” 
“You’re funny,” he teases before an idea pops into his head which gets him excited. “Do you remember that park you were telling me about, with the dog cafe?” Your eyes immediately perk up at the mention of the dog cafe, ever since you saw it online a couple weeks ago you had wanted to go.  
“Yes!”
“You up for going? We can take my bike and go for a drive by the beach after if you want.”
“You know I’ll never say no to going out on your bike.” The first time you went on Bucky’s bike you were terrified but it ended up being some of the most fun you’d had in a long time, and now you jamp at the chance to go on it.
“I swear you love that thing more than me.” he said as he chuckled beside you. 
You laugh at what he says but in your mind you’re thinking that you honestly didn’t think you could love anything or anyone more than him. 
“As much as I’m loving cuddling with you baby, I need a shower.” 
“5 more minutes?” you look up at him and pout your lips a little. 
“I will always say yes to more cuddles.” 
5 minutes turns into 30 but you finally get up and showered, and head out to the cafe. It was everything you could’ve hoped for, you and Bucky had the biggest smiles on your faces the whole time. You were smitten over all the puppies, and so was Bucky, although he was more in love with the owner's little white cat who wouldn’t leave his side. Not that he was complaining, you think that was his favourite part. 
After the cafe Bucky takes you on a ride around the city, it must’ve been for a few hours, making different stops whenever something seemed interesting enough. The final stop you made was the beach, it was a little more into the country so there was a lot less people and noise. You made it just in time for the sun beginning to set, you and Bucky are both leaning against his bike, Bucky has his left arm wrapped around you and you have your head up against his shoulder. It was peaceful, mostly silent, both of you just watching the waves crash against each other. 
You were happy, Bucky was happy, everything was good. Bucky should be looking at the view but he can’t take his eyes off of you, the way your hair is blowing slightly in the wind and the slight curve in your lips every time you see a wave crashing against the sand. He decides he can’t hold it in anymore and breaks the silence. “Y/n?” 
“Hmm?” you lift your head away from him a little so you can see him.
“I love you.” you freeze for a second, in complete shock over his words and he notices so continues speaking, “You don’t have to say it back, but I just want you to know I really love you.” 
“Bucky” You turn your whole body towards him now and lift your feet up a little so you’re level with him. “I love you.”
This was the moment you had been waiting for, you finally said the three words you had been wanting to say. It was perfect, better than you expected, it’s how it always looks in the movies, on a beach at sunset, which some would say is cringy but for you it was perfect. 
From that day your relationship only got better, you missed Bucky when he was away on missions but you’ve started going into the store a few days a week now which helped pass the time. You were still mostly working from home where you felt safer but things were really good. Bucky had helped you through a lot in the last couple months, he supported you through all the times you felt responsible for what happened to you and reassured you that it was not your fault in the slightest. When you had random days where life was just a little bit harder he reassured you that it was okay to have those bad days, and that he was there for you, and that he loved you more than life itself. 
One thing that hadn’t changed in the past couple of months was your sexual relationship with Bucky, you’d made it clear that night that you weren’t ready for anything more to happen and he was okay with that. The truth was he would wait as long as you wanted or needed before doing anything more, he understood why you aren’t ready and respected you. As  much as he likes to pretend he isn't, he actually is a huge cuddle addict, every night he comes home he rushes to hug you and doesn’t want to let go all night. Bucky still had his own apartment but he stayed at yours most nights, it wasn’t official but he had basically moved in, his things had filled up the empty spaces you once had and his own apartment was pretty bare now. 
It had been a normal day up until now, you and Bucky were laying in bed, but you felt different tonight, you’re not sure what shifted but you wanted to take things further. You bring your lips to his neck and whisper into his ear. “I love you.”
Bucky lets out a breathy chuckle as you speak, “I love you too baby.”
You bring your lips closer and place soft little kisses over his neck, whilst you run your fingers through his hair. “That feels nice..” He can feel your smile against his skin, which causes his cheeks to fill with blush. You were craving his touch and you knew he wouldn’t do anything without your permission so you asked for what you wanted, what you needed. 
“Bucky, touch me.” You see his eyes widen at your words, he was slightly surprised. 
“You sure?” You nod but he needs more, “I need words, baby.”
You can’t help the grin starting to form at the thought of being touched by Bucky, “Please touch me.” 
He turns his body around and guides you to lay flat. “You look so pretty.” You blush at his compliments, he notices and decides to keep going. First kissing your neck, “My pretty girl,” he moves lower, kissing your shoulder, and brings his left hand up to your breast. His cold fingers ghost your nipple through your thin shirt which makes you moan quietly, almost a whisper but he heard it. “Feel good baby?” You could feel the heat racing through you, following his line of kisses. 
As you open your mouth to answer he twists your nipple between his two fingers, you bite your bottom lip trying to stifle the moan trying to escape your mouth. “You don’t have to be quiet, I wanna hear how good you feel.” Bucky lifts your shirt up, exposing your breasts, the cold air hits you but not as hard as his cold fingers do. He continues playing with your nipple with his left arm and brings his mouth to the other. 
“Fuckk, that feels so good Bucky..” You weren’t sure if you were making much sense at this point. “Please Buck- Please.” It was like every bit of you was more sensitive than ever, every time his lips touched you it sent a shiver down your spine. You lift your hips up a little hoping to get some friction against your aching core. You feel his cock through his sweatpants, which made you even more excited. 
“What do you want me to do, baby?” He smirks as you look back at him, he knows what you want but he wasn’t going to do it until you asked. You both loved and hated the way he was teasing you, it made you feel so good but you needed more. 
You wrap your hand around his and bring it down to your shorts, “Please touch me Bucky.” You pull your hand away from him and he starts to pull your shorts and panties away from you. His fingers slightly graze your clit which makes you whimper under him, “Fuckk.” 
He runs his fingers up your folds a couple times, you were already so wet and he’d hardly touched you. He starts to run circles over your clit, your head falling back at the feeling, “Like that?” You could practically hear his smirk.
“Yes.. Bucky, keep- Fuck. Keep doing that.” His touch was sending you nearer and nearer to your climax, you didn’t know if it was because you were touch starved or because he was just that good but oh my god it felt amazing. He brings his other hand down and starts to tease your pussy, he drops a ball of spit down onto you and rubs it over his fingers and around your opening. He slowly pushes two of his fingers into you, you go to bite your lip to try and hide your moaning but remember back to him saying he wants to hear you.
It’s almost like he could read your mind, “Fuck baby, you sound so sexy.. squeezing around my fingers so tight.. Fuck.. I can’t wait to feel you around my cock” Your pussy clenches around his fingers at the mention of him being inside you, pushing you closer towards your orgasm.
“Oh. My. God. Bucky, I’m gonna come.” You manage to string together your sentence through your shaky breaths. No one, not even yourself, had made you cum this quickly before. 
“Go on Baby, come for me.” He speeds up his fingers rubbing your clit, which along with his words makes you completely let go and your orgasm rushes through you. 
“Fuckk..” Bucky continues to rub your clit but slows down as you come down from your high, whispering praise into your ears.
“You okay? You did so good.” You’re still catching your breath so you just nod. He moves to cuddle you a bit but you stop him, he’s confused for a second but then sees the smirk on your face. “What?” he teases. Even though you had just come you were still craving more. 
“Buckyy..” you pause for a second, the shyness coming back. “I want more..” Before he can respond, your leg brushes against his cock and he moans at the sensation. 
“Fuck, Baby. You have no idea what you’re doing to me right now.” 
“Show me?” you ask with a smirk. That was all Bucky needed to hear, he starts to take off his sweatpants, you see his cock hit his stomach as his pants fall and a slight whimper leaves your lips. 
“You ready baby?” 
“Please, I want you to fuck me” He presses his cock against your clit and your hips buck up at the feeling. He slides his cock down your folds gathering your wetness, before pushing just the tip in slightly.
He notices your breath hitch and stills himself, “You okay?” 
“Yes.. Go slow please.” he was so much bigger than you had ever had before and even with how wet you were you had to adjust. 
“Okay baby.” He slowly edges himself in more, “Fuckk.. You’re so tight, squeezing my cock so good baby.” His praise was making your pussy squeeze down harder onto him. 
He was fully in you now and he started to thrust in and out, slow at first but gathering speed quickly. “Fuckk.. Bucky. That feels so- so good” 
“Yeah baby?” He puts his hands on your hips and keeps thrusting into you, one thrust deeper than the rest hits that special spot inside of you, your eyes roll back and you gasp at the new sensation. 
“F..Fuck.” You can’t manage to speak properly with how good Bucky is making you feel, you were practically panting at this point and you could feel your orgasm coming towards you. You try to tell Bucky how close you are but you can’t get out the words. 
Bucky notices and is worried he’s hurting you or making you uncomfortable. “Are you okay?” 
You nod your head slightly but he starts to slow down and you can feel him start to pull out slightly. “Buc- Bucky..” You wrap your legs around him and pull him back towards you, “I’m Okay.. Just please.. I- I’m so close. Please.” 
Your pussy clenches around him, squeezing so tightly it makes it harder for him to slide in and out, you bring your fingers down to your clit and rub circles over it softly. The sight of seeing you touch yourself made Bucky’s cock throb inside of you. “Fuckk. Baby.. I’m not gonna last long seeing you like this,” You were both so close to coming, “So pretty taking my cock like this, baby.” 
He hits that spot again and you feel the band in your stomach snap, “Bucky.. I’m co- I’m coming. Fuck. I’m coming.” 
“Fuckk! Baby.” He groans out as his come shoots inside you, coating your pussy. He slows his movements, helping you come down from your highs, before carefully bringing himself to lay down beside you. You can feel the mixture of both your juices trail out of you, making a mess of your thighs and sheets but you didn’t care at this point.
“You doing okay?” Bucky whispers softly in your ear. You turn to him with a smile on your face and nod. 
“That was..” you can’t find the words to describe how he made you feel. “Thank you Bucky” It may have come across to Bucky that you were just thanking him for making you feel good but it wasn’t just that, you were thanking him for making you feel safe and loved and for waiting until you were ready. 
Bucky chuckles a little at how lost for words you are, “Thank you for trusting me,” He kisses your forehead and pulls you closer towards him, wrapping his arms around you, “I love you” 
“I love you more.” The three words you'd once been so scared to say were now one of the things you said most, Bucky truly was your love. 
“I don’t think that’s possible, baby.” 
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AHHHH I hope this was okay! It’s my first request🤭
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summary. | Your affair with your boyfriend’s dad escalates drastically.
prompts. | Steve Rogers + boyfriend’s dad + “You’re so cute when you’re struggling like that.” + cum-play, requested by Anonymous.
pairing. | dark!boyfriend’s dad!Steve Rogers x fem!reader.
warnings. | NON/DUBCON, smut, cheating, age gap, restraints, cum-play, fingering, male masturbation, orgasm (f), Daddy kink, praise, dirty talk, and more. 18+ MINORS DNI!
author’s note. | this is a part of my Dark Concepts (2023) request form. thank you for taking part in this event! please enjoy and don’t forget to reblog. MINORS DNI, 18+ ONLY! taglist: @hansensfics
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You can’t even begin to imagine what your boyfriend would say if he caught you.
Steve keeps telling you his son won’t be home anytime soon, but you doubt it. He has a way with words where he can get you to do anything, and that scares you.
“Fuck, you’re so sexy, baby,” the older grunts, keeping your legs spread open with one of his strong hands. His skin is flushed and covered in sweat—you can’t help but admire him, even though you shouldn’t. 
The affair should’ve ended ages ago, but every time you tried, Steve managed to convince you otherwise. 
“I should’ve tied you up a while ago—I love seeing you like this, all vulnerable…” Steve says, and you wiggle your fingers just a bit. He’s got your hands above your head, wrists tied together with a piece of red silk. You still have feeling in your arms, but the knot is tight enough to prevent you from breaking loose. 
Your boyfriend’s dad strokes his large cock, pre-cum dripping down and onto his pale hand. He stares at your cunt, admiring his work. Your clit is raw and puffy, and your hole is leaking with his cum. It drips down to your ass and then the bed, staining the navy blue sheets. 
“Do you like it, sweetie?” Steve questions, looking up at you. You’re a panting, writhing mess, with your chest rising and falling. Your tits beckon him to play with them, and so he does. 
The hand he used to keep your legs open—even though the special rope that he tied you to the bedposts with already does that—travels to your chest. He pinches at your hard nipples, and you whimper, pouting at the sensation. 
“Uh-huh, I love it, Daddy,” you tell him, your mouth operating before your brain has time to even think about what he’s asked you. But it’s true—you love everything he does to you, even though you always fight him a bit at first. But Steve likes that; it makes him so hard. “I know you do, baby.”
Steve leans forward and takes one of your nubs into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his teeth as he massages the other. He then switches, giving the other breast the same treatment until you’re saying, “Daddy… Please…”
You can feel the older man’s cock against your thigh, and you realize that you’re in need of another orgasm. When he’s around, you’re insatiable. Perhaps it’s the thrill of getting caught—the secrecy. Or maybe it’s just that Steve Rogers knows how to make you feel so good. 
“What does my princess need? Hm?” he questions once he pulls his mouth off your tit, releasing your nipple with a resounding ‘pop!’. “Wanna come again, Daddy… Please?” you ask sweetly, giving Steve your best puppy-dog eyes.
You catch sight of the greys that decorate his hair, especially in his beard. You’ve told him how much you love them before, and afterwards, he ate you out until you were crying.
“Daddy’ll make you come again, baby. Don’t worry,” he tells you, and you thank him nicely. “You’re such a good girl,” Steve coos. 
He stretches his dominant hand down to your messy pussy, and he rubs your folds just to tease you. You whine, and he chuckles. He reaches down to your leaking hole and groans when he feels just how wet you are. 
“Daddy really filled you up, huh, baby?” Steve notes, dipping his fingers into the mixture of his seed and your arousal. He coats his digits in his cum and pushes in, shoving two fingers into your cunt. Your back arches off the bed, and Steve praises you for taking his digits so well. “Daddy’s best girl.”
Steve begins to fuck you with his fingers, sometimes pulling them out entirely to spread his cum all over your pussy. The wet sounds that come from your pussy are so loud, but your moans drown them out. He curls his fingers skillfully, reaching that sweet spot that has your legs shaking just a bit.
“Fuck! ‘M gonna come,” you whimper, and the older man curses. “Gonna come for Daddy? Go on, make an even bigger mess, baby,” Steve urges.
As he says this, you come undone around his fingers. Your walls clench him, and you thrash around a bit from the amount of stimulation. 
“Good girl, so good for me,” Steve hums, and through your fucked-out stupor, you register the tell-tale chime of the sensor on the front door. Your boyfriend. He calls out, asking if anyone’s home.
Panic surges through you, and your stomach drops. Your sensual mood is immediately killed, and you try to wriggle out of the situation Steve has placed you in.
The older man chuckles. “You’re so cute when you’re struggling like that,” he says, and he doesn’t do anything to help.
“Steve! Untie me—he’s gonna catch us,” you spit through clenched teeth, scared and angry. “Mm, no,” he bluntly tells you, and you fight him even more. “Please! You can’t let him see us like this,” you reason, tugging at your restraints.
“I think it’s time he learns how much his girlfriend loves Daddy. Don’t you agree?” 
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yes-divine-ruler · 10 months
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A Helping Hand - Peter Maximoff
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cw: handjob, edging, mommy kink
for: @kaiju-superstar <3
“Apocalypse totally kicked my ass,” Peter groans, resting the back of his forearm against his forehead. You sit beside him, giggling at his joke. It would take much more than being face-to-face with death for Peter to lose his light-heartedness.
“You did what you thought was right, honey,” you reassure him, placing a hand on his left leg.
Peter hadn’t come out of the battle without a scratch like some of the others. His right leg was in a full leg cast and his arm was in a sling to protect his dislocated shoulder. It made everything so much harder to do. But fortunately, he had you to help him.
“I can’t even walk, Y/N,” he groans again, “I can’t even shower without having to keep half my body out the water. Do you know how cold that gets?”
“I do actually,” your hand rubs his thigh, “because all you do is complain the whole time.”
Peter opens his eyes. They shine with the same mischief they usually do.
“What?” you ask, a smiling creeping onto your face. Peter smirks and uses his unaffected arm to prop himself up against the headboard.  
“You know what else is really hard to do?” he asks you, placing his left hand over yours and squeezing. You tilt your head to the side in question.
“What’s that, Peter?” the smile doesn’t leave your face as Peter picks up your hand. He moves it slowly up his leg until its positioned over the growing bulge in his jeans.
“It’s reaaaaally hard to jerk off,” his smirk turns into a shit-eating grin. You roll your eyes playfully. When was Peter not horny?
“So, what do you want me to do about that?” you scoff. Your hand stays put even after Peter’s hand is gone. You give him a small, teasing squeeze. A moan bubbles in the back of Peter’s throat.
“I think I need mommy’s help,” he whispers, cupping your face in his hand and bringing it close to his. Your head spins as your nickname rolls off his tongue. And Peter knew that. He knew exactly how to get you riled up. And it was definitely working.
“Oh yeah?” you taunt, not breaking eye contact as you work the flyer of his jeans. The button is next to go.
“Yeah,” Peter breathes out, his gaze shamelessly switching between your eyes and lips. You wet them with your tongue as you lean in closer. Your fingers tug down the waistband of his jeans.
“Yeah what? You know you have to use your manners,” your moistened lips ghost over his. You can feel his breathing picking up pace.
“Please, mommy,” he cries, batting his eyelashes at you. He knew that he had to beg to get what he wanted.  
“That’s my good boy,” you purr, before you’re taking Peter’s breath away with a soft kiss.
Peter tilts his head to the side to gain better access to your mouth. You nibble at his bottom lip, and the tamed kiss turns wild. Peter opens his mouth obligingly to your advances, moaning as your tongue slides over his, exchanging saliva. You take your time tugging down Peter’s boxers. His cock stands to attention; finally released from the tightness of his underwear. Your wrap your hand tightly around the base with no warning.
Peter almost forgets how to breathe.
“Oh- shit!” he breaks the kiss for only a moment before you’re pulling him back in. Peter moans into your mouth. Your teeth clash as he tries to draw you in closer.
Your hand begins to move in a jerking motion. Your palm slides over his tip, giving you the lubrication you need to spread down his shaft. Peter’s cock twitches in your hand as his tongue lazily explores your mouth. He was on cloud-nine right now, and nothing would bring him back down to earth.
“Does that feel good, Quickie?” you ask with a sultry tone. Peter only nods furiously in response. He begins to feel the blood drain from his face, and he knows exactly where it’s heading.
“You’re so good to me, mommy,” Peter whines, buckling his hips up greedily into your hand. You continue to work your hand around him at a quick and constant pace. Your kisses trail down the side of his face, littering his jawline. Peter’s head rolls back and his eyelids shudder. Your hand and your mouth felt like magic to him.
He’s so hard the veins protrude from his cock. Pre cum weeps from his rosy pink tip. You knew he was close to coming undone. So suddenly you stop.
Peter’s eyes open wide in surprise.
“Wha-What? What?” He stutters, staring pleadingly into your eyes. His face turns the lightest shade of pink. Why did you stop?
“I’m teaching you patience,” you tease, leaving a short kiss on his cheek. Your hand cups his balls and squeeze. Peter lets out a tiny whimper.
“NOnonono,” he groans, buckling his hips again, “Please don’t do this. Please let me finish.”
You persevere with your “lesson”, delicately running the pads of your fingers up his shaft. Peter begins to squirm in agony. He was so close.
You hum softly, flicking your thumb over his slit. Your thighs rub together as you continue to tease him. It was so arousing having Peter in the palm of your hand, it made your core throb. Every sweet moan that made its way passed his parted lips was like music to your ears.
“Momma,” he pines again, placing his hand over yours. Your gaze fixates on his needy cock as he continues to rock his hips. Peter fucks himself with the help of your hand, building up enough friction to keep him satisfied.
“Do you want mommy to let you cum?” you whisper, giving his cock a gentle squeeze. Peter’s brows shoot up and he nods furiously again.
“Yes! Ohmygod, yes, please!” he lets out the breath he didn’t realise he was holding in.
Content with his answer, you begin to stroke him again. Your pace speeds up and your grip around him tightens. Peter lets out an animalistic moan as his orgasm builds once more. It wasn’t long before he was right on the edge again.
“Yes! Holy fuck! I’m so close,” Peter just about screams. You lean over and spit directly on his shaft, smearing your saliva down his cock.  
That’s all it takes for Peter to finish. His thighs shake and his back arches as he cums. His hot, sticky release coats the inside of your hand. You don’t let up until Peter whines again, cowering away from the oversensitivity.
“O-okay, oooooh,” Peter’s body jolts with every touch to his sore, tender cock.
Showing him mercy, you pull away. You watch as Peter leans back and rests his head on the headboard. His chest heaves with every laboured breath. He looked perfectly fucked out.
“Looks like apocalypse wasn’t the only one that kicked your ass,” you joke. Peter swings his fist softly into your shoulder.
“Mommy totally kicked my ass,” he snickers, before a broad, defeated smile spreads across his face.
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Hi! I don't really know how this works cause I'm kinda sorta new, BUT I LOVE YOURE PIETRO MAXIMOFF SMUT, ITS LIKE A SPRITUAL CONNECTION ATP (this is my poor attempt at requesting anything smutty about my pookie babygworl, pietro)
hii!! don’t worry you did it right :) AHH THANK YOU!! ofc ofc. thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌
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pietro maximoff x female reader
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warnings: 18+ only!! sexually explicit content (dry humping, p in v, cockwarming? tittie sucking <3 & cowgirl on the couch bc it’s hot as shit) mndi
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Lazy nights in with Pietro were your favourite. Snuggled together on the sofa in the cosy, dim room- moonlit sky creeping through the blinds as the tv played faintly in the background, the voices barely audible over your heated makeout. 
You're straddling his lap in an oversized t-shirt and undies, slowly rocking your hips over his hard-on, grinding the desperate little wet patch over his matching precum-stained boxers. His hands squeeze at your waist, eagerly gripping your skin to hurry your movements, wanting to feel more of you as you tease at him with slow, winding circles. 
His hands slide lower, trailing between you and into his boxers, pulling his swollen cock over the top of the waistband. He cups his hand under your chin, nodding for you to spit. You do as instructed and eagerly watch as he rubs your saliva over the head of his dick, massaging it down his shaft.
You find his low-hanging gaze again, holding eye contact as his fingers slip into the sides of your underwear, parting it aside. You keep the fabric hooked to the side as you raise your hips, hovering over the tip of his cock. 
He keeps his eyes locked on you, looking up at you as he aligns himself with you, his palm wrapped around his base as he does so. He teases at your desperate little hole, circling his tip around it- making you shudder at the delicate touch before finally pushing up into you. 
You slowly lower, holding at his shoulders, burying your face into the crook of his neck as you sink down onto him, whining out at the slight stretch. He fills you completely -perfectly- his pretty cock wedged inside as you sit flush on his thighs, keeping his length buried as you whine curses into the warmth of his skin.
"That's it— that's it," Pietro mutters, running a gentle hand up your lower back, brushing soothing strokes as he moves over your waist. "I want your tits in my face," he whispers, his voice husk as he lifts the front of your tee, burying his face between the valley of your breasts. 
You rock your hips ever so slowly, grinding them in small circles as you hold the back of his head to your chest, gently tugging at his hair when he kisses and sucks on your nipples. 
You'd both stay like that for a while, his aching cock stuffed deep inside as your warm walls work over him in a teasing motion, barely any movement- desperately panting into each other's mouth as you make out, hands eagerly roaming one another. 
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