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ladysif8 · 2 months

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Bucky Barnes/Curvy Original Female Character

Summary:

Feeling a little neglected by her boyfriend Bucky, who seemed intent on spending his entire week-long vacation glued to the couch with his friends, Aria decided to take matters into her own hands. She knew she had to find a way to distract him and grab his attention away from the game.

Whether it was by wearing his favorite lingerie, cooking his favorite meal, or surprising him with a playful gesture, Aria was determined to remind Bucky that there was more to life than just video games. She longed for his attention and affection, and she was willing to do whatever it took to get it.

Word Count: 3,702

WARNINGS: explicit language, blow jobs.

Author Notes: I was scrolling through TikTok when I should have been sleeping, as one naturally does. When I came across this video, let me tell you, the inspiration hit so hard, lol

I would recommend reading the first two one-shots that go with this one before you read, but it can be read stand-alone.

Sweet Heat

A Slow Burn

"No! Fuck!"

Aria jolted awake, disentangling herself from the sheets and narrowly avoiding launching Doom Kitty off the bed in the process.

The black cat, now visibly disgruntled, side-eyed Aria as she jumped onto the armchair in the corner of the room, curling up on Bucky's hoodie.

"Damn it!" Bucky's frustrated exclamation echoed from the living room below. "Oh no, I think I might have woken Ari up."

Aria grumbled to herself, "No kidding," as she collapsed back onto the mattress, rubbing her hands over her face. Glancing at the alarm clock, the red numbers blinked 8:30 a.m. She sighed, tossing the covers aside and getting out of bed.

Stretching her limbs, Aria began to make the bed with practiced ease, fluffing the pillows adorned with dark purple pillowcases. She smoothed out the black bamboo sheets, a luxury she had treated herself to and cherished. After tucking in the sheet and shaking out the duvet, she fluffed each throw pillow before padding to the ensuite bathroom.

Aria turned on the shower, relishing the steam that quickly filled the bathroom. She peeled off her boyfriend's shirt, longing for his presence beside her this morning. It wasn't often that Bucky had time off like this, apart from the four weeks he had for his recovery, which they spent cuddling on the couch and indulging in slow make-out sessions.

With a reflective thought of Bucky, Aria let the warm water cascade over her body, washing away the remnants of sleep. She reached for her favorite shampoo, the scent of lavender soothing her senses as she worked it into her dark brown and purple hair.

Despite missing Bucky's company, Aria found solace in the tranquility of the shower. With practiced movements, she lathered up her tattooed skin with fragrant soap, savoring the peaceful moment. As the water rinsed away the suds, she closed her eyes, allowing herself to be enveloped by the serenity of the morning.

After her shower, Aria stepped out and wrapped herself in a fluffy towel, patting her skin dry gently. She then reached for her favorite lotion, smoothing it over her body with care, relishing the sensation as she pampered her skin.

As she looked at her voluptuous figure in the mirror, Aria couldn't help but admire herself for a moment. However, her thoughts soon drifted to Bucky downstairs, engrossed in his game. She wiggled her nose at the sound, feeling a pang of longing for his attention. It seemed like he had been spending more time gaming lately, leaving her feeling a bit neglected.

Brushing her hair, she listened to the faint sounds of Bucky's game drifting up from downstairs. Determined to draw his attention away from the screen, Aria padded naked into the bedroom. She selected a lacy black pair of panties and a matching black crop top, hoping to catch Bucky's eye and entice him away from his gaming session.

She selected a lacy black pair of panties and a matching black crop top, hoping to catch Bucky's eye and entice him away from his gaming session.

Bucky lounged on the couch, his feet kicked up as he wore his headset, fully immersed in the virtual world of the game.

"Watch out for that sniper on the left!" he shouted into the mic, his voice tinged with urgency.

"Yeah, I see him," Steve responded, his voice crackling through the headset. "Cover me while I flank."

"Got your back, Cap," Sam chimed in, his voice steady and determined.

Clint added with a chuckle, "Just make sure you don't end up like last time, Steve. Remember what happened in Sector 7?"

Bucky joined in the laughter, his voice warm and playful. "Yeah, we don't need a repeat of that disaster. Let's stick to the plan, guys."

Together, they coordinated their movements, strategizing and battling through the virtual challenges with skill and teamwork. The intensity of the game consumed them, each moment filled with adrenaline and excitement.

Bucky was on day three of his week-long vacation, and he was loving it. Sure, he absolutely loved being a firefighter, but the hours were long, and he missed being at home with his wonderful girlfriend. He couldn't wait for a week of home-cooked meals, late-night snuggles, morning sex, and steamy showers with Aria.

Who had ordered the newest Assassin's Creed game for Bucky, and it had taken years for it to come in the mail. Alright, maybe he was being dramatic, but four days had felt like forever, alright. When he had the time, he hardly played online with Steve, Sam, and Clint.

So he had woken up extra early to get his morning run in, then sat down in front of the TV with a cup of coffee and a box of cherry pop tarts. They had been at this campaign for about an hour when Aria woke up; she kissed his cheek, murmuring good morning on her way to the kitchen.

As Bucky remained engrossed in the game, a delightful aroma of sizzling bacon began to waft from the kitchen, teasing his senses and drawing his attention away from the screen.

"Man, you guys should smell this right now," Bucky exclaimed, his thumbs moving rapidly over his controller.

He paused for a moment, inhaling the mouth-watering scent.

"Aria making breakfast?" Clint asked with a chuckle.

Steve groaned, "I am so jealous."

"As you should be, smells like bacon," Bucky added.

It was Sam's turn to groan now, "Do you guys remember that one morning she brought the station breakfast?" he asked.

"Oh, how could I forget that candied bacon was the absolute best!" Clint replied, his voice filled with nostalgia.

A short while later, Aria padded into the living room, carrying a tray with a mouthwatering bacon, egg, and cheese sandwich on homemade bread, accompanied by a steaming cup of coffee. The sight and smell of the delicious breakfast instantly captured Bucky's attention, causing him to remove his headset and flash Aria a grateful smile.

"Wow, that looks amazing," he exclaimed, his stomach rumbling in anticipation as he eagerly reached for the sandwich. "Thanks, baby."

Aria returned his smile, pleased to see him enjoying the meal she had prepared. "You're welcome, babe. I thought you could use something other than pop tarts," she said playfully, setting the tray down on the coffee table before joining him on the couch.

"You're the best," Bucky said, taking a bite from his sandwich as he slid his headset back on.

Aria pursed her lips, watching her boyfriend return back to his video game. With a sigh, she hauled herself off the couch and went back to the kitchen.

Once she'd finished cleaning up after breakfast and reorganizing the refrigerator, courtesy of TikTok inspiration, Aria made her way to the living room and began picking up around where Bucky was still seated. Dressed only in her lacy panties and crop top, she moved about the room, tidying up.

As she bent over to grab a stray game controller, she couldn't help but notice that Bucky barely seemed to register her presence, lost in the world of his game. Despite the fact that she was wearing his favorite pair of lacy panties that barely covered her butt, Bucky remained focused on the game, oblivious to her efforts to catch his attention.

Aria couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment. Damn it, all she wanted was a little attention from her boyfriend. She straightened up, letting out a sigh as she continued her cleaning, hoping that maybe, just maybe, he would notice her soon.

Bucky was so deeply engrossed in his game that he didn't even register Aria's presence as she moved about the room, tidying up. His attention was entirely consumed by the virtual world on the screen in front of him, his fingers moving deftly over the controller as he navigated through the game's challenges.

Despite the sound of her movements and the occasional glimpse of her in his peripheral vision, Bucky's focus remained steadfastly fixed on the game. He was completely unaware of Aria's efforts to clean up around him, lost in the intensity of the virtual battle unfolding before him.

Minutes turned into hours as Bucky continued to play, his concentration unbroken by the activity happening around him. It wasn't until Aria finally spoke up, breaking through his gaming trance, that he realized she had been cleaning the room all along.

It wasn't until Aria finally spoke up, breaking through his gaming trance, that he realized she had been cleaning the room all along

As Aria watched Bucky remain utterly absorbed in his game, an idea began to form in her mind. She walked over to where he was seated on the couch and, with deliberate movements, slid down to her knees between his spread legs. Bucky barely registered her presence, assuming she was reaching for something hidden beneath the couch.

But then, to his surprise, Aria reached up and pulled her dark brown and purple hair up into a messy bun, exposing the nape of her neck and the delicate curve of her jawline. Bucky's fingers faltered on the controller as he stuttered slightly, momentarily caught off guard by the unexpected shift in her actions.

"Bucky! Cover man! Cover!" Clint's urgent shout snapped Bucky back to the game, realizing he had left his friends hanging.

"Uh, y-yeah," Bucky stuttered, his voice cracking slightly over the headset, "Sorry."

As Bucky refocused on the game, Aria's heart raced with anticipation. She glanced up at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief, knowing she had his attention now.

But before she could make another move, Bucky felt Aria's hands slowly creeping up his legs again. This time, he couldn't help but let out a laugh, swatting her hands away gently.

"Baby, stop it," Bucky murmured into the headset, trying to hide his amusement. "I'm trying to play a game."

Steve's voice came through the headset, concern evident. "What's going on, Buck? You sound distracted."

"Get your head in the game, Barnes," Sam chimed in.

Bucky tried to brush off the distraction with a casual excuse. "Uh, nothing, just Doom messing with my laces," he replied, hoping his friends would buy his explanation.

"That cat's a menace," Clint chuckled.

Bucky laughed softly as he looked down at his mischievous girlfriend. "Yeah, she is," he mumbled.

Aria raised a mischievous brow at him, her playful smirk growing as she leaned in closer. With a daring glint in her eyes, she ran her hands further up his thighs, her fingers sliding beneath the material of his shorts. Bucky's breath caught in his throat as he felt her touch, a rush of desire coursing through him. He glanced nervously at the screen, hoping his friends wouldn't notice his breathing. Still unable to resist the tantalizing sensation of Aria's touch, his cock started to stiffen within the confines of his boxer briefs.

"Jesus," Bucky cursed breathy; his brows furrowed as he desperately tried to concentrate.

Sam chuckled, "You okay, Buck?" he asked.

"Yeah...yeah," he cleared his throat, eyes fluttering as Aria moved her hand firmly over his semi-chubbed dick.

Having had enough, Aria gripped Bucky's shorts and underwear. She tugged on them, jerking his hips, freeing his now very interested cock. Aria took only a few seconds to appreciate her boyfriend's thickening length and slight curb toward his abdomen.

"What the—" Bucky started, but then abruptly stopped, sucking in a sharp breath as Aria's mouth engulfed his cock. "Oh...oh fuck," he breathed roughly.

Bucky's erection filled so fast he nearly went light-headed; his breath became ragged as Aria swallowed around him. Pulling off his swollen cock with a lewd pop, she over the slit as she looked up at him through her lashes.

Clint groaned, and the sound of his controller hitting the floor, "The fuck Bucky?"

"Where the hell are, Buck?" Steve asked.

Aria lazily pumped his cock as she sucked on the flushed head; slowly, she swallowed down his shaft inch by inch until her nose was buried against the trimmed hairs of his groin.

Bucky started panting, his eyes fluttering as she played with his throbbing balls while her throat massaged his cock.

"Oh yeah," he rasped, head falling back against the couch.

Aria's hand continued to stroke his balls, her mouth swallowing him deeper and deeper as she moaned around him. If there was one thing Aria loved the most to do to her boyfriend, it was sucking his dick; she could feel lace panties starting to stick to her.

Bucky moaned softly, becoming lost in the sensation of his girlfriend's warm, wet mouth around his straining cock. He gripped the controller tightly, his eyes rolling back in pleasure as he tried to hold on to some semblance of control.

"Oh fuck, baby..." Bucky gasped, his voice strained.

She pulled off him with a wet pop, her lips glistening with his pre-cum.

Sam choked out, "You've lost your mind, Buck. What the hell is going on?"

Bucky's voice was strained as he spoke into the headset, "Just... just playing, man."

"You better be playing this game. Cause if you're doing anything else, we're going to have to have words," Clint warned.

Aria nuzzled Bucky's inner thigh before lightly biting down, sending his hips bucking off the couch. He winced at the sharp edge of her teeth, the sensation definitely not from a game controller.

Bucky's friends over the headset had no idea that his heart was racing for a completely different reason. They didn't know that Aria had just taken his breath away with that sinful mouth of hers.

As Aria continued to tease him, her eyes locked onto his, Bucky felt a newfound appreciation for her. He knew that she had been waiting for his attention, and now she had it, with a vengeance.

Aria continued to work her magic on him, her mouth sliding up and down his erect cock with ease. Bucky moaned quietly, the sensation of her warm mouth and skilled tongue feeling like an electric current coursing through his body.

Meanwhile, oblivious to the unfolding scene in Bucky's living room, Steve, Sam, and Clint continued their conversation and banter, completely engrossed in the game and their camaraderie. They joked and strategized, sharing stories and laughter as they navigated through the virtual challenges together.

With no inkling of the distraction that Aria was causing Bucky, they remained focused on the game, their voices filling the headset with lively chatter.

His body was now fully at Aria's mercy, his cock thick and hard in her mouth. He could feel the pulse of his own arousal throbbing against the roof of her mouth, a primal signal of his desire to release.

Bucky started losing himself in the pleasure of the moment, forgetting about the game and his friends in the process. He knew that if he didn't regain control soon, he would cum hard and fast, unable to hold back any longer.

Aria was still expertly sucking him off, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock, making him groan in pleasure. Suddenly, he felt her hand wrap around the base of his shaft, slowly squeezing as she continued to milk him.

Bucky's breath hitched in his throat as he leaned back against the couch; he could feel his orgasm building, the tension in his body coiling tighter with every stroke of Aria's mouth.

"Oh God, baby..." he moaned, his voice shaky and pleading.

With a final deep throat, Aria pulled back, her lips glistening with his precum. Bucky's cock throbbed in anticipation as he watched her slowly lick and swallow the last drops of precum from her lips.

"You're so close, baby," Aria whispered, her eyes never leaving his.

Bucky nodded, his breathing ragged and erratic. He couldn't take much more of this exquisite torture. He needed release, and he needed it soon.

Aria smirked, sensing his desperation. She knew exactly what to do to push him over the edge. With a soft smile, she leaned forward and took him back into her mouth, slowly working her way down his shaft.

Bucky's eyes rolled back in pleasure as Aria's warm, wet mouth enveloped him once again. He could feel her throat muscles rhythmically pulsing around his cock, milking him with expert precision.

"Fuck, Aria..." he groaned, his hips bucking involuntarily. His hips bucked slightly, trying to thrust deeper into her mouth.

"That's it, baby..." Aria cooed, her voice low and sultry. "Let it go. Give it to me."

Bucky's body trembled as he felt the orgasm building inside him, the tension mounting with each passing second. He tried to hold back, but Aria's expert mouth was too much.

"I'm close..." he warned, his voice a hoarse whisper.

Aria slowly increased her speed, her mouth moving up and down his dick in a steady rhythm. Bucky's breathing became shallower, his chest rising and falling rapidly. He knew that if he didn't do something soon, he would lose control completely.

"Bucky, are you still there?" Sam's voice suddenly cut through the silence.

Bucky's eyes flicked up to meet Aria's, who was still sucking him off with an intensity that left him breathless. He tried to focus on the conversation, but his mind was elsewhere.

"Yeah, just... just going through something," he managed to rasp out, his voice strained.

"Weird place to go through it, man," Clint grumbled, "but whatever, just don't die on us in the game, alright?"

Bucky couldn't help but chuckle at his friend's concern, even as Aria sucked him deeper, her throat muscles massaging his sensitive cock.

"Got it, guys," he replied, his voice still strained. "I'll be back in a minute."

"Take your time, Buck," Steve said, sounding understanding.

Bucky glanced back at Aria, who was still sucking him off with a fierce intensity. Bucky took a deep breath, trying to regain some control over his body. He looked down at Aria, her eyes locked onto his, and knew that he couldn't disappoint her.

"Don't stop," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Aria's eyes widened with excitement as she continued to suck him off, her pace increasing. Bucky's hips bucked wildly, his balls tightening as he felt the orgasm building.

"The fuck has gotten into you," he murmured, his voice barely audible.

Aria's eyes never left him; she slowly increased her speed, her mouth moving up and down his dick in a steady rhythm. Bucky's breathing became shallower, his chest rising and falling rapidly. He tried to hold back, but Aria's expert mouth was too much.

"I'm close..." he warned, his voice a hoarse whisper.

Aria sensed his urgency and increased her sucking, her lips gliding up and down his throbbing dick. Her beautiful dark hair started falling out of the bun as she bobbed her head faster, her eyes never leaving his. Bucky's breath hitched, his body tense and ready to explode.

"Fuck baby, I'm gonna cum..." he gasped, his voice barely above a whisper.

Aria didn't slow down, her mouth continuing to move up and down his shaft, her throat muscles massaging him aggressively. Bucky's hips bucked wildly, his balls tightening as he felt the orgasm building.

"Oh fuck, Aria..." he moaned, his voice strained. "I'm gonna cum."

Aria smiled around his cock, knowing that this was the moment they had both been waiting for. She increased her pace, her mouth moving faster and faster along his cock. Bucky's body trembled uncontrollably, the pleasure overwhelming him as he felt the orgasm building to its peak.

Aria slowed her pace for just a moment; her eyes locked onto him, a devilish grin spreading across her face. She knew exactly what she was doing to him, and she loved it.

Aria felt his cock stiffen even more, the pulsing signals of his impending orgasm clear to her. She knew she had to do everything in her power to make this moment last as long as possible, to savor every drop of his cum.

Gagging herself on his cock, her pulled-back panting, lips dark and swollen slick with spit and pre cum. She lazily pumped him as she slowly licked her lips, not breaking eye contact as she slid her other hand down her body.

"Fuck, Aria..." he groaned, his voice hoarse and strained. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum!"

In her hand, Bucky's cock twitched violently.

Aria smirked, knowing that her plan had worked. With a soft smile and a sigh of satisfaction, she leaned forward and took him back into her mouth, slowly working her way down his shaft once more.

Bucky's eyes rolled back in pleasure as Aria's warm, wet mouth enveloped him again. He could feel her throat muscles rhythmically pulsing around his cock, milking him with expert precision.

"Fuck, baby..." he groaned, his hips bucking involuntarily. His hips bucked slightly, trying to thrust deeper into her mouth."Jesus fuck, baby, here it comes..." he groaned, his voice strained.

Bucky's balls tensed up; his breath hitched with a gut-punching groan as his cock started to pulse in her mouth, shooting thick ropes of milky white bittersweet cum down her throat.

Aria hummed at the taste as her throat worked around him, milking his cock. She worked him through his orgasm, taking care to lick his sensitive, spent cock head clean. Aria gently tucked him back in his shorts; with an innocent expression, she looked up at him, blinking as she took her middle finger and wiped around her lips.

Sucking off the last few drops of cum, a knowing smirk played on her lips. With a casual air, she got up from her kneeling position, as if nothing out of the ordinary had just occurred, and made her way toward the kitchen.

"Hey, Buck," she called over her shoulder, her voice light and nonchalant, "I'm gonna get started on lunch. Anything special you're in the mood for?"

Bucky's head was still spinning, chest heaving from the unexpected mind-blowing blow job, his heart racing and his thoughts scattered. He blinked, trying to regain his composure as he watched Aria disappear into the kitchen. The playful smirk on her lips lingered in his mind, leaving him both bewildered and intrigued by the sudden turn of events. That was when he finally registered that she was barely wearing anything, prancing around the house in a lace thong and a crop top.

"What the fuck," he breathed, his voice barely audible as he tried to process the whirlwind of sensations and emotions coursing through him.

Ladies and gentleman!

I give you the TikTok that inspired this little one-shot!

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aidaran-alha · 2 years

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Chapters: 13/32 Fandom: X-Men - All Media Types, X-Men (Movieverse), X-Men (Comicverse), X-Men: First Class (Comics), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies), Agent Carter (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Erik Lehnsherr/Charles Xavier Characters: Raven | Mystique, Peggy Carter, Erik Lehnsherr, Charles Xavier, Victor Creed, James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Post WW2, Teenagers, Teen Angst, Psychological Trauma, Experimentation, Friendship, Judaism, long story, plot heavy, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Baggage, Period Typical Attitudes, Discovering Powers, Growing Up, Developing Friendships, Slow Burn, Some dark themes, a lot of Yiddish, mostly because Erik curses a lot, Feels, lots of them - Freeform, Self-Doubt, Dissociation, Emotional/Psychological Abuse Summary:

The year is 1949. A young Charles Xavier begs Peggy Carter to save his sister's life, and soon he finds himself trapped inside a secret base with a boy who can manipulate metal and insists that they both have powers.

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Finally the rescue party reachs the first stop in their escape from Shield, and the boys have the time to think about what they are to each other.

----- Charles had never stayed in a cheap hotel room. He guessed it said a lot about him that a motel was a real adventure for him, sleeping in a place with questionable hygiene, bad food and in the middle of nowhere. But then, this room was far nicer than the plain bed and old food of the base, the hours and days locked away by himself until he couldn't see himself behind the other minds.

Anything was.

And this was the first time in months, possibly a year, that air was not stale and wind was touching his face. And the moon he was seeing was being captured by his own eyes, instead of being a second hand image he was desperately pulling from someone else's brain to remember what it looked like.

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mr-bigdaddy · 29 days

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#art #fanart #marvel #loki #oc #original character #alternate universe #au #loki variant #mcu

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dysfunctionalmaki · 5 months

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Say My Name

Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Summary: You work all around at the local country club, to your advantage you flirted and used your beauty to get what you want, though with this certain woman your own way can't seem to work.

Warning: This work contains smut and foul language, minors DNI!!

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“Oh god—” You could just feel this woman's grip on your hair the more you burrowed your face in between her legs, she was begging, aching, and pleading to cum. Looking up to this beautiful older woman, you can't help but smirk at the fact that she's practically wrapped around your fingers. Who knew that the powerful business owner Diana Prince was such an obedient woman towards you, years younger than her and let alone the waitress at the local country club.

You made yourself busy as you focused on working your tongue against her clit, flicking the wet muscle against it, holding both her legs as they involuntarily jerked with your motions, hearing her loud moans, heavy breathing you knew she was close. “Please, baby… please make me cum…” she begged once more and you decided to be kind, letting go of her legs you went on to reach both your hands up to her breasts. Fondling them as you devoured her pussy, mouth pressed against it, giving short licks on her nub before sucking on it every now and then. Finally, Diana hit her zenith, cumming against your mouth, just how she always liked you made sure to lap up every single drop of her juice.

Helping her ride off her high, once she actually finished you slowly backed up, then she looked at you with her hazy eyes. “Great job as always, Y/N.” she complimented, you can't help but shrug with an evident smile on your face. “I make sure to do my best, Ms. Prince.” you teasingly say before sitting up, so you could prepare to clean her up. “Is this how you're going to live out your early 20s? Eating pussies and serving martinis for a living?” Diana asked as she watched you make your way into the bathroom. “That… That doesn't sound so bad.” you say loud enough from the bathroom.

Cleaning up your face before heading back into the bedroom with a small washcloth, you went to sit on her side of the bed, then you headed to clean her up after eating her out to both your heart's delight. Once you cleaned her up to her satisfaction, Diana sat up for a moment and reached for something from her handbag, taking out a cheque then she went on to write down the amount she's giving you and her signature on where it's needed. “Here, buy yourself something nice. You deserve it, no man can bring me that orgasm you just gave me.” Diana says with a sigh, you take the paper as you read what it's worth, your eyes widen then you look at the older woman. “What? No one's ever given you that much?” you shook your head. “I usually get 500…” it came out as a whisper from you. “Well, 5 grand's a lot compared to that.” she added.

“Now… come here and let me kiss the mouth that made me cum so good.” she purrs and you weren't going to deny that when you're just handed five thousand dollars, you could feel how needy her kisses were and you made sure to give what she needs. Her tongue swirling against yours, soft groans and moaning against your lips when you brought your hands back to her breasts to gently fondle and lightly pinch her sensitive nipple. With that happening, it was safe to say that you stayed the whole night in her condominium at the city, as the morning came she was gone and left a note on the side table.

“I’ll be gone for a whole week, I'd be a fool if I assume you aren't going to be in between someone's legs in a day or two, just make sure you'll be here at the same time next week.

Diana”

You went to take the note and place it in your bag, taking a shower in her bathroom then you went on to leave the building. You immediately check your cell to text your friend Yelena, telling her all the details of the sex and how much you earned after it. Getting into a taxi you asked to be dropped off at the Stark Country Club, you'd be a fool to quit your job even if you earned five grand in one night. As you got there, you quickly changed into your uniform, a polo shirt that hugged your figure perfectly and some short shorts that showed off your perfectly maintained legs.

It was no doubt that you're a head turner for men and women in the club, the older gentlemen would even ask you out for a drink every now and then but the women? They aren't as obvious as the men but they sure have imaginations and thoughts probably even dirtier than most.

“So, Prince is that rich?” You hear your friend's voice from behind while you are taking the orders and placing them on a tray. “I mean probably? Nobody just casually hands out that kind of cash.” you say to Yelena while waiting for the other meal since your dear customer asked for all the food to be served at the same time. “As good as it sounds, I don't think the whole sexcapade is my thing.” Yelena says before helping you with another tray, you both put on your pretty smiles when you served the meal to the customers and when it's just the two of you again the conversation started once more.

“I mean it's okay, we earn a fair day's pay after a fair day's work, the whole sexcapade thing is just a sideline… or–” “For your pleasure” Yelena finished your sentence. “Yes, for my pleasure.” you say with a sigh. Yelena left the conversation since she had more tables to serve and you're stuck at the lobby to accommodate more people to have drinks and some finger food. Until a certain group of older women walked in, there are two redheads and a blonde, you stared at them for a moment until you didn't realize you were holding eye contact with one of them.

“Oh- Hi! Welcome to Stark Country Club, how can I assist you today?” You put on your pretty smile that usually works on older men but these women seemed unfazed… Well, you just didn't notice the redhead at the back. “Hi, dear, call me Natasha or whatever, we would just like a couple of drinks before we get to the golf course, is that alright? Your choice, give us what's best.” The redhead at the front said before walking with her friends on one of the tables, you hear them gossiping as they left but you couldn't decipher what they were saying at all.

You walked towards the bar and Bucky the bartender looked at you with his brow raised. “That's your potential foursome?” He teasingly asked and you can't help but roll your eyes. “Hey, don't blame me, rumors get around here.” Bucky defended himself. “Whatever I do I make sure to do it outside my work.” you say before looking at the menu to choose what drink they should have. “They're asking for three scarlet cocktails.” it was house special and you've had a couple of regulars who would order this drink from time to time.

When Bucky finished making the drink you set it on the tray before making your way towards the three women, you did notice the blonde one was eyeing you but you paid no mind to it, you were struck with the quiet redhead who was just scrolling through her phone while waiting for the drinks. As you arrived at their table, Natasha smiled at you and you made sure to smile back, placing their drinks on the table. You were about to leave until Natasha spoke up. “Wait, I was wondering if you know someone named Yelena working here?” she asked then you bit the inside of your cheek unsure of what to answer since she's technically a stranger.

“Oh, I'm no creep I promise, she's my younger sister.” She took her phone and showed a photo of her and your best friend, after that it was shown that you nodded your head. “She does work here, would you like me to call her for you?” and the redhead shook her head. “No, no, she's working and I don't really want to bother her, just trying to see how she's doing.” Natasha says which made her friends look at her. “I'm sorry to interrupt the conversation but you look really pretty.” The blonde commented and you can't help but blush a little before saying thank you.

When you tried to steal a glance from the quiet redhead, your eyes locked with her for a moment since she's off her phone, all she did was smile at you and sure as hell your breath was taken away. You said your usual line “If you need me just give me a holler.” And they simply smiled with a nod to acknowledge you. Making a beeline back to your station, Yelena passed by and she stopped in front of you. “Don't tell me that's who I think it is.” your friend commented before looking behind you once more. “If you meant your sister, she's hot… so are her friends.” Yelena practically glared at your comment then she looked once more to confirm who the people are with her sister.

“She’s with her college friends, Carol the blonde one and Wanda the other redhead.” Yelena said then you nodded your head. “So… what are the possibilities if I hit on your sister?” you asked and she lightly smacked your arm. “No.” she simply says before getting back on track on doing her job. You were just standing on your station and occasionally serving other customers every now and then, until you felt the need to use the comfort room. Making your way towards it, you check if the stalls had people then you went to fix yourself, checking if your hair still looked good, your makeup still on, and as you were applying your lipgloss someone walked in.

You paid no mind to it until you noticed the reflection on the mirror, it is Wanda. She stood next to you and did the same, she was touching up her light make-up, and there's just this awkward wall between you two. “Sorry if my friend Carol made that comment.” she simply says then you looked at her. “Oh, it's okay, it's just a simple compliment it wouldn't hurt anyone.” you responded happily then she smiled at you. “Well, for what is worth she isn't lying at all.” Wanda commented. The sudden compliment somehow made you blush, you were used to receiving compliments so why are you blushing when this woman just gave you one?

“I can say the same, Miss…?” You look towards the redhead, she finishes applying her lipstick and she looks right back at you. “No need for formalities, it's Wanda, Wanda Maximoff.” She introduces herself before holding her hand out, you took it with yours and you shook her hand. “Now, I think I've got a reason to come here every now and then… Y/N.” she says with a smirk when she looked at your nameplate, she went to leave first and gave you a wink before closing the door. Looking once more in the mirror you were more than surprised with the encounter, sure it was awkward but that woman was something else.

#wanda maximoff x reader #marvel cinematic universe #mcu #wanda maximoff x you #wanda maximoff #natasha romanoff #black widow #yelena belova #smut #diana prince #wonder woman #elizabeth olsen #marvel #bucky x reader #alternate universe #au #dysfunctionalmaki

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chonkymoth · 5 months

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I'd like to present an idea to the masses...........

#all of the posts of loki being the god of stories is related to the time stone #and i saw another last night that included wanda as the reality stone which made perfect sense #so naturally #my silly little brain was determined to figure out the others #accepting any alternative ideas for who would be who !!!#loki series #loki spoilers #loki #loki laufeyson #carol danvers #captain marvel #the marvels #mcu vision #steven strange #dr. strange #wanda maximoff #scarlet witch #agatha harkness #mcu #marvel cinematic universe #mine #mcu edit #adding this tag a solid 30 mins after posting to complain abt how i misspelled stephen 🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠#godspeed to me and my illiterate ass #also i want it to be noted that i specifically listed them in this order bc rainbow #not me switching out the pics to be correct even tho its already been reblogged

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fandomnerd9602 · 4 months

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Wanda: Strange I’m happy here

Strange: in this illusion?

Wanda: what? No this is my farm. I bought it. I met my detka after Westview. We got married and Y/N’s been helping me with the boys

Y/N walks out of the house with a stroller carrying newborns Billy and Tommy…

Y/N: sorry honey the boys wouldn’t sleep until they saw their momma.

Wanda: oh my detkas

Wanda lifts both up to her chest…

Y/N encircles them all in a hug…

Strange: you have a very lovely family.

#marvel #marvel imagine #marvel fluff #mcu #mcu imagine #mcu fandom #marvel incorrect quotes #incorrect marvel quotes #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #alternate universe #alternate ending #multiverse of madness #the scarlet witch #scarlet witch

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bitchliteraria1906 · 2 months

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Random thought:

Loki and Mobius find a hurt stray cat. It's agressive, bites, doesn't trust anyone, etc. But Mobius insists on taking it in, and Loki gives in.

None of them has ever had an actual pet before, but they try. They let the cat hide when they get home and don't pressure it to come out. They get food and water and leave it close by.

Mobius is the one who gets the cat's trust first though, and it's actually kind of sudden? One day Loki gets home and the little hairball is just curled up in Mobius's lap.

He's actually kind of impressed.

"What did you do?"

"Nothing specific. I guess the poor thing just needed to feel safe."

"This 'poor thing' has bitten and scratched both of us several times."

"Scared animals do that, Loki. Not very different from people."

A small moment of silence, and suddenly Mobius is smirking, and Loki knows exactly where this is going.

"You know, now that I think about it..."

"Don't."

"I guess I just have experience with hurt and scared little things who act like they're angry when they just need care."

"Don't you dare compare me to this creature."

"I wasn't going to, but hey, you said it."

"I hate you."

#loki #loki tv show #mobius #mobius m mobius #mobius mcu #loki laufeyson #loki odinson #lokius #random thoughts #i mean come on #mobius would #he just would #i just know he calls Loki kitten behind closed doors #i just know he does #headcanon #kind of #more like an alternative universe scenario #i might write this

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madlittlecriminal · 4 months

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Secret Ingredient Masterlist

Pairing: Mafia!Miguel O'Hara × Female!Baker!Reader

Warnings: not accurate to actual mafia, violence, smut, protective!Miguel, reader's body, hair type, hair color, eye color & skin tone are not described, Spanish translations are rough because my Spanish is mixed with Mexican & Puerto Rican Spanish, so forgive me

Summary: Miguel O'Hara is the leader of the Fangs. He does everything in his power to make sure Nueva York is safe from any harm while also being a successful CEO at Alchemax, while also running his own businesses on the side such as clubs, casinos, and even docks. He wanted to expand though and help out small businesses since he knew it was sometimes hard. Him being him, got the urge to satisfy his sweet tooth in both owning and eating. He couldn't help but notice the little bakery near one of his clubs that was pretty quiet for rush hour. Was it new? He didn't know, but once he stepped in, he was automatically captivated by the delicious aroma and number of different baked goodies that were from all over the world. However, when he saw you, he felt like he was back in high school; a nervous wreck around a girl. Unfortunately, he doesn't mix business with pleasure, so the uncertainty to offer a helping hand with your bakery was weighing on him. The businessman in him says no, but the inner romantic in him says yes. However, the mafia man in him says...both.

MASTERLIST | MIGUEL O'HARA MASTERLIST

INTRO

ONE

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THREE

FOUR

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@deputy-videogamer @barbiecrocs @deepinballs @faimmm @wakeupr41 @bubblegumfanfics @smartyren @kimmis-stuff @latenightcravingz @youcantseem3 @corpsebridenightamare @thedevax

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara x you #miguel o'hara x y/n #miguel ohara #miguel ohara x reader #miguel ohara x you #miguel ohara x y/n #miguel o'hara smut #marvel #mcu #marvel universe #spiderman 2099 #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman atsv #x reader #reader insert #alternate universe

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fiprobsreblogsalot · 8 months

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Okay BUT

This Sam

With this Bucky

Go off yall x

#sambucky #buckysam #winterfalcon #sam wilson #falcon #captain america #bucky barnes #winter soldier #the falcon and the winter soldier #falcon and the winter soldier #marvel #marvel cinematic universe #mcu #au #alternate universe #fic ideas

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tottis · 1 year

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mcu x toh AU that i made a while ago for my self indulgent ass that cant get over fanon 2018 avengers and really really adored the science family, ah

#toh #the owl house #luz noceda #amity blight #eda clawthorne #raine whispers #lumity #raeda #mcu #spiderman #the avengers #fanart #digital art #au #alternate universe

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supercap2319 · 7 months

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Y/N struggled against his bonds as he looked up at the men watching him intensely. One was smirking and the other one was frowning. "You know I've seen where this kind of stuff heads in fanfiction and porn. The victim gets all hot and horny with the two villain-daddy type bad guys. Oh, the cliché."

Lloyd Hansen smirks. "Oh, someone has a very interesting fantasy. Maybe you'd like us to make it a reality for you? What do you say, Nicky? Feel like helping him out before we torture him?"

Nick Fowler looks at Y/N and takes a drink of his bourbon before he walks towards him, a lustful and crazy look in his blue eyes as Y/N whimpers with a small smile.

#x male reader #male reader insert #male x male #dark stucky x reader #alternate universe #AU Dark Stucky #stucky x male reader #steve x bucky #steve x bucky x male reader #lloyd hansen #lloyd x nick #nick fowler #Sebastian x chris #chris evans #sebastian stan #marvel mcu #the gray man #the 355

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Pairing: Steve Rogers/ Curvy Orginal Female Character

Rating: Teen and Up

Warning: None

Summary:

Steve has had an exhausting work week, and all he wants is to unwind and enjoy his Friday night with his buddies over a cold beer. Little does he know that his simple drink order will turn into two when he encounters a funny and charming redhead who quickly captures his attention.

Tucked away in the heart of a small town in southern Indiana, nestled amidst rolling cornfields and quaint countryside, lies a charming small-town bar known simply as "The Rusty Rail." Its weathered wooden exterior and flickering neon sign beckon locals and travelers alike to step inside and escape the day's worries.

As you enter, the warm glow of string lights illuminates the cozy interior, revealing a rustic yet inviting ambiance. The bar itself, fashioned from reclaimed barn wood, stretches along one side of the room, while mismatched tables and chairs offer cozy nooks for conversation.

The air is alive with the sounds of laughter and clinking glasses as patrons gather to unwind after a long day's work. With friendly smiles and quick hands, bartenders expertly craft cocktails and pour drafts from local breweries.

In one corner, a small stage hosts live music performances on weekends, drawing crowds eager to sway to the rhythm of country tunes or classic rock hits. Couples twirl across the worn hardwood floor lost in the joy of dancing beneath the soft glow of twinkling lights.

Whether you're looking to share a beer with friends, strike up a conversation with a stranger, or tap your feet to the music, The Rusty Rail offers a welcoming haven where time seems to stand and worries fade away into the night.

As Steve steps out of his Chevy, his tired muscles protesting after a long day at ForgeMaster Welding Co., he steals a glance at his reflection in the dusty truck window. His overgrown dirty blonde curls stick out from under his ratty baseball cap, its frayed brim shielding his eyes from the evening sun. Despite the scruff on his strong jaw, there's a warmth in his cerulean blue eyes and a genuine smile that reaches them, revealing his kind-hearted nature beneath the rugged exterior.

Steve, a big, beefy country boy, stands tall with a sturdy build, his broad shoulders straining against his snug black t-shirt. Over it, a plaid long-sleeve shirt in earthy tones complements his rugged appearance; its buttons are left undone to reveal a glimpse of his toned torso. His well-worn jeans hug his muscular thighs before tapering down to dusty boots, a testament to his hard work and adventures.

Running a hand through his damp hair, still slightly wet from a quick shower, Steve readjusts his hat before leaning against his truck. The sight of Bucky's sleek black truck pulling up beside him brings a heavy sigh of relief, the prospect of spending time with his closest friends lifting the weight of the week slightly.

As Bucky and Sam climb out of the truck, their laughter echoing in the parking lot, Steve feels a spark of energy in the air despite his weariness.

Bucky's concern is evident as he claps Steve on the shoulder, "Hey, Steve," Bucky greets him, noticing the fatigue on his face. "Tough day?"

Steve nods, pushing himself off the car. "You could say " he replies, stuffing his hands in his pockets, not wanting to dwell on the work week. "Just need an ice-cold beer and a break from thinking about work until Monday."

"That's the spirit," Sam chuckles, slinging an arm around Steve's shoulders as they head toward the bar. "First round is on Steve; let's kick off the weekend, right."

"Hey!" Bucky protests playfully.

Steve chuckled as they entered The Rusty Rail, the anticipation of the evening already lifting his spirits. Sam pushed open the creaky wooden door, and they were greeted by a wave of warmth and noise that chased away the chill of the evening air.

Inside, the cozy bar was alive with laughter, clinking glasses, and the low hum of conversation. The scent of roasted peanuts spilled beer, and a hint of tobacco hung in the air, mixing with the unmistakable aroma of aged wood and whiskey.

Strings of twinkling lights cast a soft glow over the worn wooden bar and the clusters of tables and chairs. In the corner, a jukebox played a lively tune, punctuated by bursts of applause from patrons gathered around the dartboard.

As they made their way further into the bar, Steve, Sam, and Bucky exchanged nods and greetings with familiar faces. Among them was Tommy, the owner of The Rusty Rail, who welcomed them with a warm smile and a friendly pat on the back.

"Good to see you boys again," Tommy said, his voice carrying over the crowd's buzz. "The usual tonight?"

Steve nodded with a grin. "You know it, Tommy. Cold beer and good company."

As they settled in, Bucky turned to Steve with a playful gleam in his eye. "Hey, Steve, how about a game of pool to kick things off?"

Steve chuckled. "Sure thing, Bucky. But I'll play the winner," he added with a wink.

With that settled, Bucky and Sam headed towards the pool table, their laughter blending with the lively atmosphere of the bar. Meanwhile, Steve found a barstool and leaned against the worn leather, catching the bartender Abby's eye.

"Hey, Abby," Steve greeted with a nod. "Can I get some peanuts?"

Abby, a familiar face behind the bar, nodded back with a friendly smile. "Of course, Steve. Coming right up."

As Steve waited for his cold beer and roasted peanuts, he couldn't help but soak in the comforting ambiance of The Rusty Rail. The clatter of pool balls, the chatter of friends, and the soft rock tunes from the jukebox created a backdrop of familiarity, easing away the stresses of the workweek.

As the door swung open with a creak, a group of women entered the bar, their laughter mingling with the buzz of the bar. Among them was a tall, striking woman with shoulder-length auburn hair that framed her face in a cascade of waves. Pretty blue eyes sparkled beneath a fringe of freckles scattered across her nose, adding a playful charm to her features.

She moved with an easy confidence, her attire accentuating her curves and drawing Steve's attention like a magnet. She sported a gray Carhart zipper jacket, adding a touch of casual elegance to her ensemble. Which paired well with her black razorback cami that highlighted the subtle curves of her waist. She wore a pair of , flat-legged jeans that hugged her curvy thighs and accentuated her shapely figure.

As she glanced around the bar, her eyes met Steve's, and a warm smile graced her lips. Steve, caught off guard by her beauty and charisma, almost lost his balance on the bar stool. He returned her smile with a slight nod, his cerulean blue eyes locking onto hers for a moment that felt suspended in time amidst the lively atmosphere of dusty old bar.

Steve watched with a mix of curiosity and excitement as the redhead from the group approached him, her smile captivating and causing his heart to skip a beat. As she drew closer, the warmth of her smile seemed to fill the space between them, making Steve's pulse quicken with anticipation.

"Is this seat taken?" she asked, nodding towards the empty stool beside Steve.

Steve shook his head, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "No, it's all yours," he replied, gesturing for her to take a seat.

As she settled onto the stool, Steve extended his hand. "I'm Steve," he introduced himself.

The redhead's smile widened as she shook his hand. "I'm Molly," she replied, her voice soft yet confident.

Steve's gaze lingered on Molly for a moment, taking in her auburn hair, pretty blue eyes, and the freckles that added a charming touch to her features. "What can I get you to drink, Molly?" he asked, turning to Abby, the bartender, who was already watching their interaction with a knowing smile.

Molly glanced at the array of bottles behind the bar before settling on a choice. "I'll have a whiskey sour, please," she said.

Steve nodded and turned back to Abby. "Add a whiskey sour to my tab, Abby," he instructed with a grin.

Abby nodded in acknowledgment, flashing a quick wink in Steve's direction before deftly preparing Molly's drink.

As Steve and Molly settled into their conversation, it was as if they had known each other for a lifetime. Their laughter rang out amidst the lively atmosphere of The Rusty Rail, blending seamlessly with the clinking of glasses and the hum of conversation around them.

"So, Molly, what brings you to this ole rust bucket tonight?" Steve asked, leaning in slightly with genuine curiosity.

Molly's eyes lit up with amusement as she replied, "Oh, just a girls' night out. We heard this place had great drinks and even better company."

Steve chuckled, nodding in agreement. "Well, you certainly found the good company part," he said with a grin.

Their banter flowed effortlessly, each topic leading to another as they discovered shared interests and common experiences. They exchanged stories of favorite travel destinations, childhood adventures, and even their love for classic rock music.

"You know," Steve remarked with a twinkle in his eye, "I never would have guessed you were such a fan of Led Zeppelin."

Molly laughed, a sound that warmed Steve's heart. "Oh, I have a soft spot for classic rock. There's just something timeless about it, you know?"

Their conversation meandered through light-hearted jokes, heartfelt anecdotes, and moments of comfortable silence that spoke volumes. It was a rare and special feeling to connect with someone on such a deep level from the moment they met.

As the evening wore on, their laughter grew louder, their smiles wider, and the bond between Steve and Molly strengthened with each shared moment.

As the previous song faded away, the opening chords of Luke Combs' "The Love We Make" started playing from the jukebox, filling the air with a cozy and welcoming vibe. The twangy guitar melody set a nostalgic and romantic tone, blending seamlessly with Luke Combs' soulful voice that carried the heartfelt lyrics with an honest emotion.

We've been burnin' both ends

Keepin' the lights on

So I've been thinkin' we need

A little time alone

So whatcha say we cancel our plans?

Tonight, I'm only gonna be your man.

The jukebox seemed to come to life with Luke Combs' vocals, creating a magical moment where the music and emotions intertwined, enveloping everyone in a sense of comfort and nostalgia. As "The Love We Make" played, couples in the bar started swaying to the music, their movements matching the heartfelt melody.

Molly's eyes lit up with delight as the familiar country tune began to play. "I love this song!" she said, her excitement contagious. Without hesitation, she jumped up from her seat and extended her hand to Steve. "Come on, let's dance," she urged, her smile inviting and playful.

Steve chuckled, a twinkle of amusement in his eyes as he downed the last of his beer quickly. "Well, when a lady asks, how can I refuse?" he replied with a grin, his hand slipping into Molly's as they made their way to the dance floor.

Let's get some candles burnin'

And some records turnin'

All the lights down low

Take it nice and slow

The way your body's movin'

Keep doin' what you're doin'

To me all night long

Writin' our love song

Girl, I want it, gotta have it

Let the passion take us to a higher place

Makin' the kind of love we make

The twangy guitar chords filled the bar as Steve and Molly swayed to the music, their movements perfectly in sync. The warmth of Molly's hand in his sent a jolt of electricity through Steve, and he couldn't help but be drawn to her infectious energy.

As they danced, the world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them enveloped in the melody of the song. Steve found himself getting lost in Molly's eyes, feeling a connection that went beyond words.

The lyrics of the song resonated with them, painting a picture of love and intimacy that felt all too real in that moment. With each step they took on the dance floor, Steve felt his heart opening up to Molly in a way he hadn't experienced before. He made a mental note to get her number; Steve could really see something here.

Well, there ain't no way, baby

To get me out this house

When you look this good

What could I even think about? Oh

Besides turnin' round and lockin' the door

Watchin' your red dress fall to the floor

Steve wrapped a big arm around Molly, pulling her flush to his chest. Staring down into her sweet blue eyes, flushed cheeks, his hand slowly moved up cupping her face.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked, his thumb rubbing along her bottom lip.

Molly's breath hitched at Steve's question, her gaze locked with his as she felt the intensity of the moment between them. The energy crackling in the air around them seemed to draw them closer, creating a bubble where only they existed.

A soft smile tugged at the corners of Molly's lips as she answered, her voice barely above a whisper, "Yes."

Steve leaned in slowly, giving her a moment to change her mind, but Molly's eyes conveyed a sense of longing and anticipation that mirrored his own.

Let's get some candles burnin'

And some records turnin'

All the lights down low

Take it nice and slow

The way your body's movin'

Keep doin' what you're doin'

To me all night long

Writin' our love song

Girl, I want it, gotta have it

Let the passion take us to a higher place

Makin' the kind of love we make

Kind of love we make

So whatcha say we cancel our plans?

Tonight, I'm only gonna be your man

Steve leaned in slowly, giving her a moment to change her mind, but Molly's eyes conveyed a sense of longing and anticipation that mirrored his own. Steve leaned in to kiss her, their lips mere inches apart, ready to seal their unspoken feelings.

But just as their lips were about to meet, a chorus of hollers and laughter erupted from Molly's friends, "Molly!" breaking the spell.

"Moll's, come on!" One of them grabbed Molly's hand and playfully pulled her away, announcing that they were leaving. Amidst giggles and apologies, Molly shot Steve an apologetic look over her shoulder as she was whisked off the dance floor.

Steve stood frozen for a moment, his hand still outstretched towards Molly, who her friends were pulling away. He watched as she disappeared into the crowd, a sense of disappointment settling in his chest.

The music continued to play around him, the lively atmosphere of The Rusty Rail churning on as if nothing had happened. Steve took a deep breath, trying to shake off the sudden melancholy that had enveloped him. He was left in the middle of a song, standing alone in the middle of the dance floor lit up by the glow of neon bar lights.

Let's get some candles burnin'

Some records turnin'

All the lights down low

Take it nice and slow

The way your body's movin'

Keep doin' what you're doin'

To me all night long

Writin' our love song

Girl, I want it, gotta have it

Let the passion take us to a higher place

Girl, I want it, gotta have it

Let the passion take us to a higher place

Makin' the kind of love we make

Kind of love we make

Makin' the kind of love we make

As Steve made his way back to the bar, Abby offered him a sympathetic smile. "Tough break, huh?" she said softly, pouring him another beer without needing to ask.

Steve managed a rueful grin. "Yeah, you could say that," he replied, taking a long sip of his drink as he tried to shake off the disappointment.

Leaning on the bar, Abby's expression turned thoughtful. "She seemed like a good one," she commented casually, her eyes glancing towards the now-empty spot where Molly had been dancing just moments ago.

Steve nodded, the memory of Molly's smile still fresh in his mind. "Yeah, she was something special," he admitted, his gaze distant as he replayed their brief encounter in his head.

Abby reached out, squeezing his hand comfortingly. "Well, who knows? Maybe fate will bring you two together again one day," she offered with a reassuring smile.

Steve chuckled softly, a hint of hope sparking in his eyes. "Yeah, maybe," he mused, the possibility of a second chance with Molly lingering in his thoughts.

#marvel #mcu alternate universe #fanfiction #steverogersxoriginalfemalecharacter #steve rogers #welder steve rogers

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