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[nicoline1998enilocin]

"I can hear you!"

PAIRING | Tony Stark x Avenger!Fem!Reader

WORD COUNT | 2.8K

SUMMARY | After a rather intimate moment in the kitchen with Tony, you go to your room to take the edge off for yourself. When he happens to walk by and hear you moan out his name, he can't help himself as he walks in, wanting to give you the pleasure you're so desperately craving from him.

RATING | Explicit (E)

WARNINGS/TAGS | Age gap, mutual pining, friends to lovers, use of nickname (Cupcake)

SMUT | Voyeurism, masturbation, use of vibrator, nipple play, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), cream pie, aftercare

A/N | This one-shot is based on a request I received from a lovely Anon! From the moment I saw this request, the gears in my head started turning, and they haven't stopped ever since. This is proofread by the lovely @ccbsrmsf1; I could not have written this without your help and support 🩷

EVENTS Masterlist | @mcukinkbingo | Position: missionary

Banners: Yours truly | Divider: @firefly-graphics | GIF: @ccbsrmsf1

Main Masterlist | Tony Stark Masterlist

You're practically floating around the communal kitchen while baking, one of your favorite pastime activities. You tend to make the sweetest treats imaginable when you're not away for missions, hanging out with friends, or buried with your nose in a book. One person, in particular, has greatly liked you and your expert baking skills.

Since you joined the Avengers almost five years ago, Tony hasn't been able to keep his gaze off you because you radiate natural happiness and calm. On the battlefield, you always manage to keep a level head no matter how difficult it gets, which he admires. During those years, he has also developed a massive crush on you, which he has managed to keep under wraps all this time. Little does he know, you feel the same about him, too.

"Are you excited to see Tony again?" Natasha asks as you put the cookies in the oven. You made a batch specifically for him after he texted you about how rough his last mission was. The butterflies in your stomach go wild at the mention of his name, though you pretend nothing's going on, just like you have done all this time.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Nat," you said while rolling your eyes, though you know exactly what she's talking about. You've been crushing on Tony for a long time, too, and it seemed to be visible to everyone except you and him.

"Sure you do," she says before standing up straight, letting you know they're back before going to her room to give the two of you some privacy. Tony walks into the kitchen with a look of defeat on his face, and your heart sinks at the sight—you've rarely seen him like this before.

"Hi, Cupcake," he says to you as he sits down on a chair by the kitchen island, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips that doesn't quite reach his eyes. He's really struggling, and you know he needs your company right now.

"Shall I make you a cup of tea? I have cookies in the oven that are almost done as well," you tell him, and he hums appreciatively. Before he met you, he would immediately grab something stronger, but something inside him flipped the moment you took care of him after a challenging mission. So now, he prefers to drink some tea and enjoy your baked goods while in your company because simply being around you lifts his mood.

The tea is quickly made, and you walk around the kitchen island to sit next to him as you put his mug in front of him.

"Thank you," he whispers before he places his head on your shoulder and lets out a deep sigh. His eyes are closed as his hands wrap around the warm ceramic of the mug, and he can immediately feel himself calming down. Your familiar scent and warmth radiate comfort to Tony, and the two of you stay like that until the cookies are done, and you have to get them out of the oven.

"Would you like to try one? I made your favorites after hearing about the mission," you said shyly, and Tony immediately perked up. Knowing you made these specifically for him made his heart beat faster, and the sparkle in his dark brown eyes returned.

"How could I say no to your delicious baked goods, Cupcake? They're my favorites after a long mission," he says, and you nod. You put two of them on a plate before sitting down again and letting them cool while you sip your tea.

"Are you ready to talk about it?" you ask him, but he shakes his head. Tony usually talked about his missions with you as a 'debriefing,' but he wants to live in your comfortable bubble right now.

"Okay," you say softly before sipping your tea again, and Tony does the same with his. He groans softly as the warm liquid slowly makes its way down his throat, soothing him from the inside out. When he puts his mug down, you break off a bit of a cookie before holding it to his lips. It's a seemingly innocent gesture, but how he looks at you with a fire in his eyes lets you know it is anything but.

Your eyes flick from his plump, pink lips to his dark, chocolate-brown eyes, and you must suppress the whimper that wants to move out of your chest. The way your heart beats faster as you lift the baked good to his mouth doesn't go unnoticed by you, but from the look on his face, you know he's feeling the same, too.

His lips parted slightly before he took a bite of the sweet cookie, the taste exploding on his tongue in the best way possible. A soft moan escapes his lips, and you clench your thighs together at the sound, wishing it was you who was coaxing them out instead of the sweet cookie in his mouth. He keeps his eyes closed as he enjoys the taste, though before he can open them, you excuse yourself, quickly making your way to your room after what just happened.

Tony is confused as he wonders what he did wrong, but he ultimately decides to leave it be for now, as he doesn't have the emotional bandwidth to go after you. He makes a mental note to check up on you later, though he won't know what hit him once he does.

A few hours have passed since you shared that intimate moment with Tony, and you're still horrified by how you left him there. At first, you paced through your room while debating whether or not to go back, and when you finally decided to do so, he was gone, and you were too late.

Now you were thinking about the whole ordeal again, and more specifically about the soft moan, Tony let out when he tasted your cookie and the arousal he made you feel by doing that. A flame roars up in your belly at the thought alone, so you decide to help yourself using your trusty vibrator like you have done countless times before.

The lilac-colored silicone toy lands on your bed with a soft thud before you remove your clothes, leaving you in only your underwear. You quickly slip under the covers before getting comfortable, your vibrator in your hand as you tease yourself a little bit first.

The toy comes to life with a soft hum, and you place it over your panties for some light teasing over your clit. Your bottom lip is pulled between your teeth as you move it up and down, your hips rutting up. The friction of the vibrations combined with your arousal has you on the edge of release sooner than you thought, so you stop yourself before it's too late.

This time you guide the toy under your panties, sliding it through your soaked folds before turning it on, making you gasp at the feeling of it against your sensitive clit. You moan softly as you rub it over the sensitive bundle of nerves, all the while memories of Tony go through your mind.

When you slide the toy into your pussy, you moan Tony's name loudly as you turn up the setting on it, giving you more and more pleasure while you take your time with it. Your free hand is rolling and tugging on your nipples under your bra, only adding to your pleasure.

The moment you gasped out Tony's name, he happened to walk over to your room to talk about what happened, but he came to a halt right the moment you moaned his name. At first, he wasn't sure he heard you correctly, but the moans became louder, and he could clearly hear you say his name.

Tony can feel himself chub up in his pants, and he's thankful he decided not to put on any underwear after his shower; it would only have been in the way of him and his pleasure. He listens for just a moment longer until he's almost at the point of cumming untouched, which is when he knocks on the door, and you shriek at the sudden sound.

"Uh—oh, one moment!" you say as you quickly put your vibrator into your drawer, not caring about the clean-up for now. All you know is that whoever is on the other side of the door probably heard you, and you're scared to find out who it is.

"Come in," you say after gathering yourself back together for a moment, but all that goes out the window when you see it's Tony, who is on the other side of the door. All color drains from your face at the realization. He definitely heard you moan his name, and now he knows you've been fantasizing about him.

"T-Tony, hi..." you say as your voice trails off, and your gaze lowers. Your line of sight is immediately drawn to the tent he's pitching in his pants. You pull your bottom lip between your teeth at the sight before quickly looking away as you know you shouldn't be staring at him and his cock - which has invaded your mind for way too long now.

"I came here to talk, but I think I might want to do something else instead. Hearing you moan my name like that got me so fucking hard for you, Cupcake, and I think I know the best way to relieve myself of the tension," he says confidently as he walks over to you, and all you can do is nod.

"Let me show you how a real cock can make you cum, and I will ensure you it'll be much better than the shitty excuse of a toy you just fucked yourself on," he continues, stripping himself of every last bit of clothing while walking over to you. He kneels on the bed before crawling over to you, caging you in between his arms before lowering himself until he's only a few inches away from your face.

"If you want me to stop, tell me now, Cupcake. I won't be able to once I've tasted you," he whispers, but you shake your head. You don't want him to stop; you want him to make you fall apart on his cock like he promised, as well as so much more.

"I need you, Tony, please," you tell him, and within less than a second, his lips are on yours in a bruising kiss, all the air punched out of your lungs at the movement. Your hand laces into his hair while your other one glides down his back until you've reached his ass, squeezing it in a bold moment. The moan leaving Tony's lips has you ruining your panties even further as a gush of arousal soaks them.

"I've been waiting so long for this, Cupcake; I need you so bad," Tony says, and you nod as he strips the comforter away from you, leaving you in nothing but your bra and panties before him. The fabric of both is pulled off your body in an instant, leaving you bare to him.

"Look at you, Cupcake, you're an absolute sight for sore eyes," Tony tells you as his fingers glide over your body, softly tugging on your nipples before sliding through your folds and gathering the slick there. He puts his fingers in his mouth as he hums appreciatively, and your eyes flutter shut at the sight before you.

"Look at me, Cupcake; I need you to look at me when I slide into you for the first time. I need to commit every second of it to memory because I know it'll be a sight I'll never be able to forget,'' he whispers, and you do as he asks. His hand wraps around his long, veiny monster he calls a cock before pumping a few times and lining up with your entrance.

"Take a deep breath for me, Cupcake," he tells you, and when you do, he slides in with a single thrust, and your back arches into him as you moan his name loudly. The smirk on his face is unmistakable as he allows you to adjust to his size, but he doesn't get a chance to say anything before you do.

"Fuck, I love you so much," you tell him as your fingers squeeze his biceps to ground yourself as you adjust to his size. You've never been with anyone of Tony's size, and even though it's a pleasurable burn, you want him to stay still for a bit longer.

Tony looks down at you with wide eyes after your love confession.

"I love you too, Cupcake. God, I've been dying to tell you that," he says with a breathy laugh, and you pull him down for a kiss as he starts to set a slow pace, his hips rolling against your pelvis in a leisurely rhythm. He cannot even begin to tell you how long he's been waiting to tell you that, but now that he has, he can't stop telling you.

"You're so beautiful, loving, and funny, and I love you so fucking much," he says, and you nod as you wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him even closer.

"I love you too, Tony, so much," and with those words, he sets a fast pace that has you screaming his name within no time at all. The sound of skin slapping against skin and your combined moans make for a beautiful chorus that Tony can't get enough of as he's nearing the end of his ropes.

"Fuck, 'm close! Where do you want me, Cupcake?" he asks you, but you already know the answer.

"Inside me, Tony, I'm on birth control," you say, and he lets out a sigh of relief at your words. Even though you know it isn't the safest option, you don't want to let him go. You want him to cum inside you and mark you as his because you are exactly that. His.

"Yeah? Does my girl want my cum in her sweet, tight pussy?" he asks, and you nod as you slide your hand between your bodies, your fingers playing with your clit until you're trembling and clenching around Tony's cock, milking him for all he's worth.

His pace falters quickly after your orgasm, and with a loud grunt, he shoots every last drop of his cum in your pussy until he's spent. As he falls to the side, he pulls you with him to have you close as you're both enjoying the post-sex haze.

When you both come down from your high, you take a shower together where there are more kisses shared, as well as some less innocent touches, but you're both sensitive from the sex, so you both keep it to a minimum. When you're both finished and dry, you head to the kitchen to prepare some more tea.

"I'm a lucky man with you, Cupcake," Tony tells you as he stands behind you. You're wearing nothing more than his shirt and a pair of panties, while Tony is only clad in his jeans. He places some soft kisses on your neck, his facial hair making you giggle as he does.

You don't notice the rest of the Avengers slowly coming into the kitchen, too, and they're all sharing looks as they see the two of you all cozy by the counter.

"Finally! It took you guys long enough!" Natasha says, and that's when you both look at all the Avengers. Tony keeps you close to him as a blush spreads over both of your faces, making her laugh loudly. You give Tony a look of 'What is she talking about?' but he shrugs before placing a kiss against your temple.

"Guys, come on. The sexual tension has been dripping off you both ever since you first met; it's a miracle it took this long. However, as long as you let me be the maid of honor during your wedding, I will support your relationship with all my heart," Natasha tells you, making everyone laugh.

"Deal!" you say as you melt into Tony's hold. After that, congratulations were exchanged, and everyone quickly accepted your relationship. From that moment on, you and Tony were inseparable, and you are nothing if not a woman of your word, so the moment Tony proposed to you, you asked Nat to be your maid of honor, which she happily accepted.

Life with Tony is nothing short of amazing, and you're secretly thanking yourself every day for moaning his name that day because it brought you the best thing that has ever happened to you. It shows that sometimes the best things can bloom from the most embarrassing moments, but you wouldn't change this one for the world.

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[holylulusworld]

Molded to perfection – Kinktober 7

Summary: You want more than one night...you want to measure something big...

Rating: Explicit

Kinktober Special: big dick kink

Square 12 filled for @anyfandomkinkbingo​​: Sex Toys 

Square N2 filled for @mcukinkbingo​: One night stand 

Square 14 filled for @anyfandomgoesbingo​: Vibrating Dildo

Pairing: Nomad!Steve Rogers x SexToyDesigner!Reader

Warnings: language, cocky reader, bad flirting skills, semi-public sex, smut, protected sex, dirty talk, a little rougness, talk about sex toys

Words: 1,5 k

Kinktober 2022

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“What’s a pretty dame like you doing in a shady place like this?” 

Usually, you would roll your eyes at the lamest pickup line and tell every guy using it on you to get lost. Or fuck himself. Depends on your mood.

But the guy stepping toward you, two drinks in his hands, is drop-dead gorgeous. 

He’s at least six feet tall, if not taller. His dark blond hair has the perfect length to get pulled and we don’t want to talk about his thick beard.

“I was looking for a pretty gentleman to buy me a drink,” oddly his cheeks turn pink at your words. He looks like the wet dream of every lonely and taken woman but acts like he never had a date before. “I think I found him.”

“My pleasure,” he places one drink in front of you. “I got you the one you ordered. Uh-vodka soda, and a cherry.”

“My, aren’t you the perfect gentleman,” you look him up and down, licking your lips. Your gaze drops to his crotch, and you can’t fight the urge to measure his dick with your eyes. “6.5 inches or more.” You say more to yourself than the man trying to hit on you with bad pickup lines. 

“So, do you come here often, or is this the first time,” he tries. “It’s my first time in this bar. Is it a nice one?”

“Aw, you are so cute,” stepping closer to the tall but a little shy guy you size him up. “What do you want? Do you want a relationship, true love or simply fuck me into the next week?”

“I-uh…fuck,” his large hands run up and down his thighs and you know, there is no way in hell you will let this perfect dick slip through your fingers. “I don’t know, doll.”

“How about I tell you what I want?” you fist his leather jacket to bring him down to your eye level. His Adam's apple bobbles as he tries to keep his composure.

“I-“

“I want to take you home and let you fuck me hard, deep and good with that big dick in your pants,” he makes an odd noise as you cup his crotch to feel his cock. “Fuck, bigger than 6.5 inches. I knew it.”

“Doll, are you sure? You don’t even know my name,” you whimper as this beautiful man looks down at you with soft blue eyes. “I’m Steve or Steven.”

“I’ll call you anything you want me to, even daddy if you let me ride that dick,” Steve sucks in a breath. No woman ever was so cocky and forward when it came to sex. “Yes or no, Steve.”

“I’d like to destroy this pussy and make it my home,” his large hands grip your arms to bring you to his chest. “Do you want me to destroy you?” His eyes darken and you smirk as you just woke the beast behind his innocent eyes.

“Yes…”

You didn’t make it far. 

Steve guided you out of the back of the bar, chatting you up. He tried to act like a gentleman, but the moment the door slammed shut behind Steve, he was on you.

“Fuck, you are a bold little thing, doll,” he easily lifts you to hold you against the wall. “I need to fuck you right here and now.”

You didn’t even see his dick, but you already know this will be the best one-night stand of your life.

“Steve, someone could see,” you fake protest. “I hope your cock can keep up with your promises. I love me a big cock.”

“I know.”

He greedily claims your mouth as you wrap your arms and legs around his body.

“God, you feel so good against me.”

“I’ll feel even better inside of you,” he purrs against your lips, teeth nipping at your lower lip. “Do you want to feel my big cock inside your tight little cunt.

Holy fuck! Where has this man been all your life?

At the bar, he was this sweet and almost shy guy, and now he’s fumbling his pants open while easily holding you against the wall with one strong arm.

“Do you like these panties?” you don’t get the chance to answer his question. Steve simply rips the thin fabric off of your body to reveal your dripping sex to him. “Fuck, I’d like to eat this pussy first, but we’ve got time for that later. I need to get inside of you.”

“Damn right,” purring the words you wrap one arm around his neck while snaking your free hand into the pocket of your jacket to get a condom out. “Put this one, and get the monster inside of me.” 

Your eyes are glued to his erection, and you can’t help but groan as he places you back on your feet for a moment.

“Let me just-“ it’s Steve’s turn to groan as you gently start to stroke his huge cock. You whimper, knowing he’s the biggest and thickest you ever had. “Doll, let me do this.”

“No way you’ll touch your cock. It’s mine tonight,” you run your hand up and down his twitching length. “I love me a big cock.”

“You’ve got it, doll.”

Steve watches you unwrap the condom to carefully roll it over his length. If not for him being a stranger to you, you’d like to have him bare but you are not going to do more stupid things tonight.

Like fucking a stranger behind a bar.

“Damn right. This is mine.”

“Be aware,” you end up in his arms, squeaking as he presses you back against the wall, “I’ll break your cunt tonight.”

You release a shuddery breath and look him straight in the eyes. “Prove it.”

“Fucking brat,” he cups your face with one hand to claim your lips again. This time he’s a lot rougher and dominates the kiss. Tongue snaking with yours, he cups the back of your neck to keep you from breaking the kiss.

He wiggles his hips, poking your entrance with his bulbous head. “Fuck me, Stevie. Show me that sweet man from the bar can use his cock for more than show.”

“Do you have the slightest idea what I’m going to do to you?” he growls against your soft pillows.

He’s breathing hard against you. Lips nipping at yours as he, slower than expected, slides into you. 

You whimper. It’s a struggle to take all of him. “Big,” Steve needs to slowly slide in and out, easing you into taking more of his thick cock.

“I know, doll,” he kisses you a little softer to distract you from his hips snapping into yours. You clench tightly around his lenght. “You can take me.”

“Fuck,” you instinctively wrap one arm around his neck, and the other around his torso. “You’re…too big.”

“No, baby doll,” he presses soft kisses to your forehead. “You’re just a little too tight.” There is something sinister in his eyes as he slowly slides back out, only to push back in with full force, making you gasp. “Yeah, that’s a good girl. Taking me so well.”

All you can do is hold tight onto Steve and let him move his hips faster after every thrust.

He easily presses against your g-spot, pushing you toward the first orgasm of the night in no time.

“I gotta say,” you breathlessly say. “You know how to use that dick.”

He grins.

“I told you,” he grips your ass with his big hands to move you up and down his cock, “I’m going to destroy your pussy, doll. You should’ve never let me get a taste of you…” 

“What’s all of this?” Steve looks almost shocked as he looks around your office. “Dildos? Vibrators? Cock rings…uh…you’re not a prostitute right?”

You snort at his question. Now, the morning after your sex marathon, he looks like the shy and nervous man from the bar again.

“I’m a sex toy designer,” you slowly get up from the couch at your office, groaning as your thighs press together and add pressure to your overstimulated clit.

After your first round behind the bar, Steve drove you home in his car. You ended up tangled in each other the moment you entered your house and he wouldn’t give you a break for hours.

“Whoa,” Steve holds one of your favorite sex toys in his hands. “It’s vibrating. A vibrating cucumber. Interesting.”

“It’s a vibrating dildo,” you correct.

“You made all of these?” he cocks his head. 

“I designed them, yes.”

“Dildo designer…I see.”

“I turned two of my favorite things into my profession.”

“Two favorite things?” Steve asks as you snatch the toy out of his hands. 

“Drawing and big dicks.”

You smirk as his cheeks turn pink again. 

“Big dicks.”

“Yours is just perfect,” you throw the dildo onto the couch. “The perfect cock. I dreamed of molding such a cock for years. Please…let me mold yours. Maybe your balls too.”

Steve swallows thickly.

“Wait…what?” he looks at you, confused. “You want to mold my cock? Why? For what?”

Your hands creeps to his crotch to cup his balls.

“I want to make the perfect dildo, Steve. Big. Thick. Satisfying. Not every woman gets the chance to fuck your pretty cock. I want to give them the second best.”

“You want to mold my dick,” he repeats. “This will take time. Right?”

“A few days…or weeks…or months.”

You lie.

“Much time to kill,” his eyes drop toward your chest. “If I say yes, what will I get in return?”

“Anything you want…anything you want.”

Steve knows exactly what he wants.

…and it’s not a sex toy…

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[metalbvcky]

Creator Spotlight (Part #4 of Enough Space)

When smut inspiration hits...You must chase after it until it's finished 😉 So surprise! Oneshot #4 of this series.

Stucky Bingo Round 4 — I4: Kink: Shibari @stuckybingo Bucky Barnes Bingo Round 5 — Y2: Domesticity @buckybarnesbingo MCU Kink Bingo — I2: Bondage: tied to the bed @mcukinkbingo BBE Build A Bucky Bingo — Prompt: Social Media @buckybarnesevents

Pairing: Steve/Bucky Rating: Explicit Word/Chapter Count: 3,562 (1/1) Tags: Modern AU, Sex Workers AU, Established Relationship, Switching, Daddy Kink (see full list of tags on AO3)

📱 Summary 📱

“I watched a video of you,” Bucky blurts, unable to stop his tongue.

Steve leans back, face twisted in confusion. “What?”

“The— The bondage video. I didn’t know it existed until Clint texted me and I couldn’t not look because the link was there and—”

“Baby boy,” Steve coos, voice deepening. “Did you get off to Daddy being fucked?”

The evidence in his shorts turns Bucky on harder.

“You were so hot, Daddy,” Bucky says, cheeks dusted with arousal.

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[greenwichmeanlime]

Underwater (Steve/Bucky)

Title: Underwater Pairing: Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes (established relationship) Rating: Explicit Words: 7k Chapters: 5/5 Summary: Bucky has a bad day; Steve makes it better.

Modern AU with D/s elements (CEO Steve/grad student Bucky)! Established relationship, happy ending, daddy kink, edging, begging.

Read on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45791338

Chapter 1 created for @allcapsbingo | B5 "AU: No Powers" and for @mcukinkbingo | B4 “Character is a Dom” Chapter 2 created for @stuckybingo | G1 "Kink: Blindfolds" and for @anyfandomgoesbingo | G3 "Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes" Chapter 3 created for @mcukinkbingo | O4 "Kneeling" Chapter 4 created for @stuckybingo | B1 "Kink: Shower Sex" and for @anyfandomkinkbingo | B3 "Daddy Kink" Chapter 5 created for @stuckybingo | O2 "Kink: Orgasm Delay"

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America

Excerpt: Bucky moans around the gag as Steve runs one finger, slowly, along the line of his cock. His hands are digging into the sheets. He tries to hold himself still, but he feels himself straining toward Steve’s fingers, desperately trying to press his cock into his hand.

Steve slaps his ass, just once, lightly, more of a warning than anything else. “Hold still, sweetheart.”

Summary: Bucky has a bad day; Steve makes it better.

Warnings: None

Tags: Established Relationship, Happy Ending, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, In all universes there is one constant and that is Steve’s perpetual hard-on for Bucky, Dom Steve Rogers, Mean Top Steve Rogers, Not really just like in a sexy way, CEO Steve Rogers, Bearded Steve Rogers, Horny Steve Rogers, Sub Bucky Barnes, Bottom Bucky Barnes, Grad Student Bucky Barnes, Bucky Barnes is the sweetest pass it on, Porn with Feelings, and I mean a lot of porn and a lot of feelings, Off-Screen Kink Negotiation, Dom/sub, BDSM as Mental Healthcare, Catharsis, Light Bondage, Wrist Cuffs, Ball Gags, Blindfolds, Daddy Kink, Butt Plugs, Weighted Plugs, Light Spanking, Light Humiliation, Praise Kink, Orgasm Control, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Begging, Crying, Mentioned Cock Warming, Shower Sex, Hand Jobs, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Overstimulation, Sleepy Sex, Crymaxing

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45791338

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[pleasetakethis]

The First Taste

Written for Marvel Femslash Week Day 2: Hurt and/or Kiss I tried to cover both! Enjoy! @marvelfemslashweek

@mcukinkbingo open round card fill I2: explicit consent. My card & masterlist.

Pairing: Mary Jane Watson/Felicia Hardy Rating: Explicit Word Count: 3.3k Tags: Mild Hurt/Comfort, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Kissing, Grinding, Oral Sex, First Time, Explicit Consent Summary: MJ settled in for a quiet night at home when an unexpected visitor crashed through an upstairs window. She steadied herself to go help Peter with whatever was going on.

Except it wasn't Peter who needed help, it was Felicia. Felicia, who had been drugged and needed direct skin-to-skin contact, apparently.

MJ never was the type to sit back while others suffered.

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[controlofwhatido]

fic: (bucky) needs some sugar in his bowl (steve/bucky)

Title: (bucky) needs some sugar in his bowl Rating: Explicit Pairing: Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes Word Count: 4167 Tags: Shrunkyclunks, Captain America Steve Rogers/Modern Bucky Barnes, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Sugar Daddy Steve Rogers, Age Difference, Praise Kink, Daddy Kink, Oral Sex, Facials, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Coming Untouched, Multiple Orgasms, light subspace

Summary: “Mmm, yes you are,” Steve says, pulling back and rubbing his thumb against Bucky’s bottom lip. “Always happy with a hole stuffed full of cock, how about this one first?” he asks, dipping two fingers inside Bucky’s lax mouth.

All Bucky wants to be, is Steve's good boy.

@mcukinkbingo - age difference @stuckybingo - sugar daddy @buckybarnesbingo - praise kink

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#stucky fic #new to stucky #mcukinkbingo #stucky bingo #bucky barnes bingo #control writes fic

[buckyismybicycle]

Title: “home” [AO3 Link]   Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers Rating: Explicit Summary/Notes: Alpha Bucky, Omega Steve, some light angst that gets resolved with porn and ends happy, Knotting, Possessive Behaviour, Feral Character

For @cabottombingo - C4: “Omega Steve” @stuckybingo - B4: “Alpha Bucky” @buckybarnesbingo - C5: “Alpha/Beta/Omega” @mcukinkbingo - I3: “Alpha/Beta/Omega: character is feral”

💖  OVERALL MASTERLIST

In the end, he doesn’t find Bucky.

Bucky finds him, curled in frustration on a hotel bed that smells like cheap, rancid bleach.

At first, he freezes as his nose picks up on Bucky’s scent immediately. Though, he can’t really trust himself right now — it wouldn’t be the first time he conjures up Bucky’s scent and imagines Bucky’s touch after all.

Steve’s own scent must be something awful, because he feels his own nervousness and anxiety ramp up. He’s sure it’s sour and bitter, making the air foul from his own distress at chasing Bucky through ten different countries and never seeming any closer. Even the low growl he hears isn’t enough to convince him that he isn’t daydreaming — wishing for Bucky to be here so badly that his mind would go so far as to bend reality for it to be true.

The bed dips behind Steve and his breath catches in his throat. Now it’s Bucky’s turn to freeze, and Steve bites down on his lip to prevent himself from making any other noises that would spook Bucky.

He hears an obvious sniff, deep and curious. Without meaning to, he bares his neck, and the responding growl embarrassingly makes his body quiver.

Goosebumps break out over his arms as Bucky’s hair tickles his shoulder and something cold brushes up against his neck — the tip of Bucky’s nose.

“You…”

Bucky’s voice is gravelly, made rough just like the rest of him.

Steve swallows thickly, afraid of making a wrong move, saying the wrong thing, so he stays quiet and let Bucky do whatever he needs to do, say whatever he needs to say.

“... Mine.”

Nothing could’ve stopped the whine in Steve’s throat as he collapses, both physically and mentally, his senses tossed aside as he rolls on his back for Bucky at the possessive tone. He wants it — he wants to be Bucky’s, more than anything.

They’re not even mated — not officially, anyway, but Bucky triggers him just the same. It’s all muscle memory now, his body going pliant for Bucky, his scent turning sweeter to lure Bucky in.

Steve nods frantically, the motion wafting his scent up to Bucky’s nose even more, as he greedily inhales as deep as he can. His body warms from the very core, slick building and slipping out without permission.

“Yes, Alpha. M’yours, always been yours.”

Steve shivers the entire time, and when Bucky finally reaches the waistband of Steve’s briefs, he can’t help himself. It stings when Bucky pushes in, despite how lubricated he is, despite how dripping he is for Bucky’s cock.

“God, B-Bucky,” Steve wheezes out as his hips are pushed into the mattress by Bucky’s thrust. The grinding, the pistoning of Bucky’s hips, Bucky’s scent — they all come together in a perfect blend for Steve to come loudly. Embarrassingly so, if he could muster up the energy to care.

It’s not like he hasn’t taken care of himself in the past years, but it’s always different when it’s Bucky. The stinging slowly gives way for numbing pleasure as his mind starts to float, no longer holding any noises back. His grunts and gasps fill the room along with the harsh slapping of skin as Steve turns his head to look over his shoulder.

A curtain of dark hair hides Bucky’s face, which is firmly buried in the back of Steve’s neck, teeth bared.

Steve had always imagined getting his claiming mark from Bucky, prayed for it, even. But they couldn’t, back then.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Steve pants, his body igniting at the prospect of it. Everything he had planned to say to Bucky goes out the window.

The bite doesn’t come, not over his neck. Steve squirms as Bucky’s teeth sink into his shoulder and he starts to sob because it’s so much and not enough.

His body reaches a fever pitch when Bucky’s rhythm changes, picking up as Bucky yanks Steve’s hips closer.

 They say that a feral Alpha is dangerous. They say a feral Alpha is mindless. Ruthless. They say that a feral Alpha is an Omega's worst nightmare.

Steve disagrees. Or perhaps he just simply doesn’t care.

Even when Bucky tears into him, even when he feels fucked raw and open, he thinks it’s the best dream he’s ever had.

“C-come on, Buck,” Steve gasps, toes curling as he feels his second orgasm waiting to be unleashed. “Mmmf!”

He cries out against Bucky’s hand, slapped over his mouth, the words he’s attempting coming out muffled and garbled, with barely any semblance to English. Body tensing from head to toe, he comes again, sloppy and careless, but it’s still not enough. He begs for Bucky to knot him, all desperate sounds stuck in his throat as he squeezes down, as if he could keep Bucky’s dick in him forever.

“Please, please knot m— ah!”

There’s a loud snarl in his ear and Steve is finally granted what he’s been craving — that pinching of Bucky’s knot tugging on his rim with each time he enters Steve as it starts to grow. Soon, his cut off moans and forced, scratchy cries start to die out, his body too strung out to generate any noise. All he has are small puffs of air, punched out of him by Bucky’s cock.

In the semi-silence, the squelching sounds that fill the room are even more obscene. Steve feels his slick running down the inside of his thighs, knows that he’s drenching the sheets beneath him and then Bucky’s knot finally catches, grown to a point that he’s physically unable to leave Steve’s body, especially not with Steve clinging on for dear life.

He doesn’t know how long it’s been since Bucky’s knotted someone — he tries not to think about it, actually, because he doesn’t want to think about Bucky with anyone but him.

Steve’s glad now that he has his own room, soundproofed for heats, because just being near Bucky makes his body heat up. Bucky’s wrist is right there, carrying that same spiced scent it always has. Eventually, Bucky’s hand slips away from Steve’s mouth, and he takes in a huge gulp of air, his throat dry from screaming himself hoarse when he’d been silenced.

There’s nothing but harsh panting for what feels like years, wherein Steve can barely keep his eyes open. His body is pleasantly exhausted, drooping, sinking back into the mattress as all his muscles start to relax, sated. As his head drops back onto the sheets that don’t smell quite so sterile anymore, he’s belatedly aware that Bucky’s fingers are curiously prodding around his rim that’s already being stretched to its limits.

This also means that Bucky is tied to him, and will be for the next few minutes. Steve turns as best as he can to peer over his shoulder. He had expected Bucky to be hidden away behind

There’s a lot of things Steve should ask — things he wants to ask, has been meaning to ask, but none of it seems important right now. Not when Bucky’s looking down at him with blazing blue eyes that might just hold the tiniest bit of recognition as he rests his hand hovering over Steve’s cheek.

“Heya, Buck,” Steve rasps, throat itching and heart pounding.

“Mine,” Bucky repeats, like he’s testing the word out, like it’s unfathomable that something might belong to him. But Steve does. Steve belongs to him, has always belonged to him, possibly even before they even met. Like the universe had made him specifically for Bucky.

Steve nods frantically, the motion wafting his scent up to Bucky’s nose, and he listens to Bucky greedily inhales as deep as he can.

His body warms from the very core, hole clenching around Bucky’s knot as he desperately tries to keep Bucky in his line of sight. He can’t let Bucky slip away again, Never again.

There’s a look on Bucky’s face, the same one from the highway right before he’d shattered Steve’s world with just five simple words.

Who the hell is Bucky?

Even if Steve wanted to, there’s no way he could’ve explained it then. You’re Bucky, and you’re my everything. You’re my Alpha even if we’re not bonded, you’re my home even after all these years.

“Do you remember me now?” Steve asks, voice shaking because he fears the answer.

“You’re… Steve.”

Steve’s heart jumps into his throat, hands shaking with hope. “Yes, th-that’s right.”

“I read about you… In a museum.”

Steve’s heart plummets again. It’s not what he’d hoped for, but he supposes it’s a start. “Uh-huh, then you musta read about yourself, too.”

The silence makes Steve nervous, makes him feel like Bucky will pull loose at any second and disappear into the shadows again. So, he rambles. He talks about anything and everything, his fingers wrapping around Bucky’s wrists, and bit by bit, Bucky’s body above him starts to relax.

“Feels…” Bucky trails off.

Steve feels the warmth of Bucky pulling away and panics, turning to grip Bucky’s other arm.

“Don’t!” Bucky snarls, throwing Steve’s hand off his titanium arm, clamping down around Steve’s throat with it instead, eyes ablaze.

There’s a sting as Bucky’s knot tries to pull free, and Steve grits his teeth, bearing the pain, anything, to keep Bucky here. He hooks his legs around Bucky’s waist as he turns and he has never been more grateful for his strength as they push and pull against each other.

The struggle doesn’t last. Bucky freezes the moment Steve flips himself onto his back, and suddenly, they’re face-to-face. He doesn’t quite let go of Steve’s throat, though.

“Bucky,” Steve whispers, with all the pent up love in his body.

Even though there’s no response, Bucky’s eyes do something. Steve knows there’s a memory in there, a sliver of awareness of what they are, what they used to be. Steve purrs softly, hoping it’ll remind Bucky of their old apartment — Steve was almost always purring around Bucky behind closed doors. Private, just for Bucky.

He thinks it works, because Bucky simply… Stares. He isn’t trying to pull away, isn’t trying to run away even though Steve isn’t holding him down. With a curious but hesitant movement, Bucky traces down Steve’s jaw with a singular finger, down the middle of his chest with even pressure and precision, like a surgeon with a scalpel.

“I know — that you — know me,” Steve manages, despite the restriction around his throat.

“Stop!” Bucky barks at him, but Steve can hear it — the tone of doubt and just a little bit of fear.

“It’s okay, Buck.” He rests his hand over Bucky’s, the one he has around his neck, and strokes his thumb over the cold metal. “It’s okay… It’s okay.”

The arm whirs softly before the plates start to click, calibrating and shifting into place as Bucky slowly peels his fingers away.

It might say something about Steve that there’s a steady stream of slick building up again and slipping out without permission, mourning the loss of a perfect knot, the loss of pressure on his neck and heat along his body. His scent is strong, even to his own nose, but he can’t stop it.

“M’sorry, love, jus’ can’t help it,” Steve chuckles softly, slipping into his habits, the Brooklyn accent flaring up. “You always did this to me, y’know? Always. You didn’t even have to do anythin’. Jus’ lookin’ at you would make me like this, or hearin’ you call for me. Used to chuff at me an’ say Stevie, sweetheart, c’mere and — God I would come runnin’ to you.”

“St… Stevie.”

The room explodes with the scent of Steve’s excitement and happiness. He chirps abruptly, loudly, as he feels a flood of emotion. Tears start to form as his breathing starts to pick up.

“Yeah, Bucky. M’here. We’re here. You’re okay. I promise, you’re okay — everything’s okay. I promise.”

Bucky swallows audibly, his eyes still wide and afraid, but clear. Focused on Steve. He lowers his head, and Steve cranes his neck, inviting Bucky in, like he always has.

“You… Smell so good.”

Steve chuckles breathlessly as he gently rubs . “So do you, Buck. So do you.”

Bucky presses in, chest-to-chest, and Steve opens up for him, legs falling to the side, arms wrapping around loosely so Bucky doesn’t feel trapped.

“Smell like…” Bucky’s breath stutters, unable to finish the sentence.

“Home,” Steve finishes, voice going soft, his hands gently threading through Bucky’s hair. “That’s what you used to say to me. What we said to each other.”

“Mmm,” Bucky hums, rumbling as his eyes flutter at the touch. “Home.”

#stucky #steve/bucky #stevebucky #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes fanfiction #buckybarnesbingo2022 #mcukinkbingo #stuckybingo #captain bottom bingo 2022 #my works

[neonbat666]

Title: Hell of a paycheck Rating: Explicit Major tags/triggers: No ao3 apply, Sugar Daddy Steve, Bottom Steve, light humiliation play, scent kink, bootblacking Summary:Look, Steve didn't plan on seeming like some rich creep when he hired a repairman off Tony's recommendation. It just kind of happened. How was he supposed to resist a tanned, muscular guy in paint-streaked coveralls and a kickass prosthetic arm Steve designed himself? He was only human. wc:9480  @cabottombingo, @mcukinkbingo, @stuckybingo

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43153540/chapters/108454702

#stuckybingo #captain bottom bingo #mcukinkbingo #sugar daddy steve #bottom steve rogers #top bucky barnes #sugar baby bucky barnes #scent kink #sweat kink #bootblacking #neonwrites #neon-writes

[benevolentgodloki]

Pirate’s Fanfic Scribblings

Title: Trick Or Treat Pairing: Loki/Stephen Strange Rating: E (Explicit) Word Count: 5880 Warnings: Explicit Sex, Explicit Language, Spiders Summary:  A blind date in a haunted house. Nothing can possibly go wrong. Especially when Doctor Strange's date turns out to be the god of mischief himself.

Fills Bingo Squares:

@anyfandomfluffbingo   G2 'Are you really flirting with me right now?'

@marvelfluffbingo G3 'Blind Date'

@mcukinkbingo   I1 'Rough Sex'

@anyfandomangstbingo  O4 'Haunted House'

READ IT ON AO3 HERE

“Oh, please,” said a voice, a horribly familiar voice. “This has to be some sort of jest.”

As its owner stepped out of the shadows, Stephen’s jaw dropped in disgust. Because of who it was, and not because of their appearance, actually looking like they’d washed their hair before they’d donned the gorgeously tailored black suit with green snakes embroidered on the collar.

“Can’t some people stay dead? What the hell are you doing here? You know what? I don’t have time for whatever you’re planning so let’s keep things civil. Leave now and I won’t have to drop you off-planet.”

#strangefrost #froststrange #stephen strange #loki laufeyson #loki odinson #fanfiction #anyfandomfluffbingo #marvelfluffbingo #mcukinkbingo #anyfandomangstbingo

[vyxythepixie]

Up All Night For Good Fun

Pairing: Loki/Thor/Tony Stark (thunderfrostiron) Rating: E (Explicit) Word Count: 1550 Warnings: Sibling Incest, Sex Toys, Friends With Benefits, Polyamory Summary:  It's Loki's birthday. The brothers and Stark have a little fun with party games and alcohol. As friends with benefits, of course.

Fills Bingo Squares:

@anyfandomfluffbingo   O2 'Party Games'

@mcukinkbingo​ N3 'Free Space - Sex Toys'

@anyfandomkinkbingo  G1 'Friends With Benefits'

@marvelfluffbingo​  N4 'Truth Or Dare'

@fandombingo  G3 'Loki x Thor x Tony'

READ IT ON AO3 HERE

A night like this was long overdue. The world was quiet enough to allow the three to meet and enjoy one another’s company. It also happened to coincide with Loki’s birthday, which meant Tony and Thor were eager to make it a time of celebration and to reward the god of mischief for staying out of as much trouble as divinely possible.

Fingers pinching the stem of his wine glass, Loki lay draped across Stark’s sofa, one foot propped up on Thor’s lap, the other dangling. Eyes alight with joy, he watched Tony parade about the room, energised by his guests and the game they were playing. As gifted as Tony was with words, he was not yet practised enough in Asgardian roast-poetry.

“Forsooth, I will now attempt to tell you in song, about the time I saw Loki in a thong.”

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[sadbi-hours]

Title: my world; a gray multi-colored love letter

Pairing: Darcy Lewis/ Natasha Romanoff/ Bucky Barnes

Rating: NSFW

A/N: I decided to combine the idea of two soulmate AU prompts I found: the first one is Grey to multi-coloured - only being able to see grey until they meet their soulmate.

But I switched out the color aspect, instead your world remains gray even when you meet your soulmate, but you can see flickers of color...but it's often triggered by a strong emotion or trauma.

Image Credits: Banner made by me with the help of PicsArt and Google Images

Created For:

@darcylewisbingohq: Weekly Challenge-Choose your own Ambience

@sebastianstanbingo: N1- Bucky Barnes

@anyfandomkinkbingo: O3- Dead Hearts- Stars

@lgbtqbingo: I4- Soulmate AU

@marvelrarepairbingo2022: B4- Love Letters

@marvelfluffbingo: G5- One Night Stand

@mcukinkbingo: O4- Characters Soul Bond

Description:

Tell me everything that happened

Tell me everything you saw

How can a drunken, passion filled one-night stand forever change her life? Darcy doesn't know. It's probably why she's sitting down and scribbling out these letters in her love life to sort out how she'd ended up where she was now.

She'd just been a college graduate the night she'd met them both, drunk off her ass and celebrating the end of one chapter and the beginning of a new one. It hadn't been like she gone out looking for her soulmates—nor had she looked at James or Natasha and thought 'they're it. Those two are my other half.'

Because obviously, she'd been too drunk to think anything other than 'Gosh, they're fucking hot. I wanna climb 'em like a tree!'

No, she hadn't thought about anything other than with her nether regions—and now she's stuck with a pair of soulmates out of her fun night in the rain.

A man—James Barnes, a gruff dirtbag who disappears on her for weeks on end to call her for a booty call to get his rocks off when he is around...

And a woman—Natasha Romanoff, who treats her like a princess and is always showing her off as her girlfriend to her weirdly funny, but dysfunctional adoptive family and friends... but never wants to be alone carnally with her other than on the night they'd first meet.

It's a weird mixture of emotions and tribulations that someone like Darcy is barely equipped to deal with having just having one partner. But she knows that she's in too deep with these two to quit them—

They're her soulmates... and things are about to get even more complicated. Because James might not be as indifferent, or as absent, to her as she thought he was—and Natasha might have her own reasons for being with her other than purely motivated... and Darcy is stuck in the middle of their own brands of care for her—in a morally gray and multi-colored world that's slowly becoming bleaker the longer she's bonded to the two of them.

They moved forward and my heart died

It's hard to know they're out there

It's hard to know that you still care

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[nicoline1998enilocin]

Bare it all | Part 2

PAIRING | Boyfriend!Tony Stark x Girlfriend!Avenger!Fem!Reader

WORD COUNT | 6.2K

SUMMARY | Your relationship with Tony has been a fairytale, but when you unexpectedly become pregnant with his baby, your entire world is turned upside down. You're not sure how he will react to the news, but you will always have your best friend Natasha by your side, no matter what.

RATING | Explicit (E)

WARNINGS/TAGS | Age gap, use of nicknames, established relationship, secret relationship, referenced near-fatal accident, accidental pregnancy, morning sickness, pregnancy test, referenced infertility, referenced anxiety, Natasha's past in the red room is referenced.

SMUT | Dirty talk, praise, daddy kink, innocence kink, size kink, slight breeding kink, teasing, back-scratching, nipple play, oral (F&M receiving), fingering, handjob, deepthroating, facial/cumming on the face, cockwarming, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), cream pie, aftercare.

A/N | This one-shot is written based on this request. While writing this story, I kept getting more and more thoughts and ideas to add, so I decided to turn this story into a four-part mini-series! I cannot thank @ccbsrmsf1 enough for the endless support, supply of ideas, and proofreading you've done for me. You're an angel, and I love you 🩷

EVENTS Masterlist | @fandombingo | Road Trip with an Unexpected Companion Masterlist | @fandom-free-bingo Wild | Hair Pulling Masterlist | @mcukinkbingo | Free space

Banners: Yours truly | Divider: @firefly-graphics | Photo: @ccbsrmsf1

Main Masterlist | Tony Stark Masterlist | Part 1 | Part 3

The moment you were recruited to join the Avengers after working through SHIELD's most challenging programs, you were paired up with Iron Man to show you the ropes. Your super soldier strength combined with Tony's intelligence was perfect because you two have become inseparable on the battlefield, already knowing what the other person is thinking before they even have to say it.

However, during all your work together, something happened that neither of you expected. You started developing crushes on each other, though you were both too stubborn to admit it out loud, let alone to the other person. When Tony finally gathered his courage to tell you about his feelings, you suffered a near-fatal accident, which served only to bring you closer together.

That moment was a year and a half ago, and the relationship is nothing short of a fairytale - even though you have to keep it a secret from the world. Because of this, Tony ensures you are sent on many missions together so you can have quality time together without having to sneak out of each other's rooms in the middle of the night.

Today, you're supposed to go on a mission alone, and most of the Avengers are ready to wave you goodbye since it'll be one where you will be gone for almost a week. They're all there except one: Tony. Little do you know, however, that he has a plan up his sleeve, and he will surprise you with it in less than a minute after saying goodbye to everyone.

"Have a safe drive-" Steve can say before he gets interrupted by Tony running into the garage, panting slightly with a duffel bag slung over his shoulder. His cheeks are red from the exertion, making him look cute as you look at him with a small smile. The only times you're used to seeing him like this is when you've worn him out completely in the bedroom, making a flurry of butterflies go wild in your stomach.

"Fury told me to go with you, Y/N. Something about needing an extra pair of hands," he said quickly as he opened the trunk of the car, throwing his bag in and winking at you when no one could see it. You raise your brow as you look at him, a smile simultaneously tugging at the corners of your lips.

From the corner of your eye, you can see Nat shake her head slightly, a smile playing on her lips, too. Neither of you knows she has had a slight suspicion about the two of you being together, but she never talks about it, figuring you will speak to her when the timing is right.

Over the last year, you've been visiting Tony's lab more often than you used to, and Nat has started to take notice. Paired with the fact that you're going on more and more missions together and the downright flirting as you've both had a couple of drinks during parties - it all adds up to only one thing for her. You and Tony are a couple, and she couldn't be happier for the two of you.

"Alright, I'm driving!" Tony tells you before grabbing the keys from your hand. A jolt of electricity goes through your body. You look at him to see if he's felt it, too, and based on his face, you know he has. After being together for the time you have been, you two can read each other like an open book.

"Just consider this a road trip with an unexpected companion, and you'll be fine. Let's go, we have a mission to get to," Tony tells you as he gets in, and you can't help but laugh out loud at his comment. He always makes you laugh, and you wave the rest of the Avengers goodbye before getting into the car's passenger side.

Tony quickly pulls the car out of its parking spot before speeding out of the garage and off to your mission. As soon as you're out of sight, his hand is placed on your thigh, squeezing it softly as you put your hand on his.

"Thank you for coming with me, but I am pretty sure I would have been fine on my own, Tony," you say to him, raising your brow as you look at him defiantly. A mischievous smile tugs at the corners of his lips as he looks back at you for a second before concentrating on the road again, squeezing your thigh again.

"But that wouldn't be any fun, now would it, Babygirl? You don't think I will let my girl go on a solo mission when our anniversary is in two days?" those words make you realize his true intentions of coming on the mission with you. He trusts you to go on missions alone but also wants to be with you on your special day.

The two of you have about a three-hour drive ahead of you, but because of the nature of the mission, going by Quinjet was off the table, so you had to make the drive out there not to raise any suspicion to yourselves. During this trip, you and Tony share a lot of sweet moments, jokes, and flirty comments, and if it were up to you, you'd want this drive to last forever.

"I believe we're here," Tony says as he parks the car in the driveway of the safe house that Fury arranged for you to stay in. It's a simple house in a quiet suburban neighborhood. Nestled among the trees and manicured lawns stood a row of charming houses with white picket fences. The streets were lined with colorful flowers, and the sound of children's laughter filled the air.

You're standing on the porch overlooking the street, where kids ride their bikes and play games. Tony stands behind you, looking at them over your shoulder, his hands placed on your hips, and you sigh softly, closing your eyes for a moment. You have pictured yourself in this scenario countless times, with your kids running around and playing games as your husband, Tony, stands there with you. Unfortunately, you will have to do with the moment you're sharing now, as this idea will be far in your future.

"What's on your mind, Beautiful?" Tony asks you in a soft tone, and you shake your head. You're not ready to discuss your ideal future with him yet, seeing how you're a bit afraid he won't like it or not see you in the same way.

"Nothin'. Just enjoying the sun while I can; I doubt it'll be up for much longer," you tell him, which isn't a lie, but it's not the entire truth either. You allow yourself to melt into his hold as he wraps your arms around your waist, pulling him closer. He doesn't respond, and even though he knows you're holding something back from him, he decides not to push for it. Instead, he opts to enjoy the moment with you - the love of his life - in his arms.

The first two days of the mission have gone well, especially with the help of Tony, and now you're in the kitchen as you're preparing dinner for you both. Tony just finished his shower, and soft music fills the house around you, making the atmosphere quite relaxed.

As you finish the last touches to simple seafood pasta, Tony walks into the open kitchen, and you almost drop the pan you're holding at the sight of your boyfriend. He's wearing tight, black sweatpants that perfectly highlight his bulge, and of course, he decided now would be the perfect time to go without underwear.

Today, you and Tony are celebrating your 1.5-year anniversary. He started the day by surprising you with breakfast in bed and a beautiful bouquet of roses on the kitchen island. A small box and a card accompanied the bouquet. In the box was a necklace with the letter T, which made you chuckle.

"I love it, Tony, thank you. But you'll have to wait for your gift until we're back home tonight," you told him before kissing him deeply. The promise of what's to come later has been buzzing around in both your heads all day whenever there was a spare moment to think about anything other than the mission, and you were both eager to come home tonight.

"So, when will I be getting my present? Before or after dinner?" Tony asks as you put down the pan you're holding. He pushes his chest against your back, allowing you to feel that he's already getting hard at the thought of what's about to happen.

"I was planning on giving it to you after dinner, but I can give you a little taste of what I'm planning for later if you want it," you tell your boyfriend as you turn in his hold, your hand mingling in the hair on the nape of his neck as you pull him close.

"I would love nothing more, Babygirl," Tony whispers against your lips before closing the gap, his soft, pink lips gliding with yours effortlessly as you fully give yourself to him. A soft tug on the hair you're holding has him smirking as he pulls away, his eyes half-lidded as he looks at you with a love-filled look.

Without saying a single word, you push Tony so he's standing with his back against the kitchen island, and your hands roam over his chest, your nails dragging softly over his nipples, making him moan ever so softly. You take your time sinking to your knees, all while never losing eye contact with him as you pull his pants down just enough to free his hard cock.

"It's so big, Daddy! I don't think it'll fit in my mouth," you tell him in a semi-innocent tone, and you can see his cock twitch at your words. From the moment you found out Tony has a colossal innocence kink, you like to act the part now and again, much to his delight.

"Hmm, I think it'll fit perfectly in that perfect, tight mouth of yours, Babygirl," he tells you, his hand cupping your jaw as he looks down at the way you're sitting on your knees before him. His thumb slides over your bottom lip before sliding into your mouth, and your lips close tentatively around it before suckling softly.

"Good girl," Tony whispers before pulling his thumb away, grabbing his cock instead. Your gaze is immediately pulled to the way his veiny, pink shaft is slowly worked up and down by his large hand, his fingers curling around it just the way he likes. A small bead of pre-cum gathers at the tip, and you immediately lick it up, moaning lightly as the taste hits your tongue.

His free hand pulls you closer to it, and you open your mouth instinctively. Your lips wrap around the tip, and your eyes slip shut as you feel the comforting weight of it glide over your tongue. As you take everything Tony gives you, your hands grip his thighs, your cheeks sucked in with every inch Tony gives you.

"That's it, Babygirl, you're taking me so well in that beautiful mouth of yours," your boyfriend grunts out, and you feel your pussy clench around nothing as your arousal builds quickly. Once his tip hits the back of your throat, your eyes shoot open, and they immediately lock onto Tony's.

He pulls back a little bit before repeating the action, and this time you're prepared as he guides you further onto his cock. With a few more strokes, you're taking all of him as your nose is pressed against his pelvic bone, right between his Adonis belt. Tony groans deeply as he keeps you there for a second or two, quickly pulling out before doing it again and repeating this over and over again.

It doesn't take long for Tony to throw his head back, and he groans your name through his teeth as he's on the edge. Without warning, you pull off his cock with a loud pop before stroking his cock in tight strokes. As a result, Tony is surprised when he cums, and every last drop of his seed is on your face and outstretched tongue, making you look filthy.

"Look at you, Babygirl; here I was thinking you're such a sweet, innocent little girl, but all you want is to be painted by Daddy's cum, huh?" Tony asks before scooping some cum from your face and feeding it to you, making you swallow it with a content smile on your face.

"But I am your innocent little girl, Daddy," you say with a small pout and big doe eyes as Tony helps you up. You're still trembling a little from sitting on the tiled floor, but you're more than okay with that. He leans in to place a soft peck on your lips before sending you to the bathroom with a soft swat on your butt. He quickly cleans himself off before finishing dinner for you both, plating it beautifully right when you walk back.

"Thank you for that taste, Babygirl; I cannot wait to see what you'll have in store for dessert," Tony whispers before kissing your temple. You smile at his words, as he doesn't even know half of what you have planned for him later.

"C'mere, Babygirl," Tony says as you're seated on the couch, gesturing to your feet. You're enjoying a glass of wine, and there's a TV show playing that neither of you has heard of before, but it's nice enough for some background noise. With a soft groan, you lift your feet on his lap, and he takes off your socks, tickling the bottom of your feet.

"Hey! Not fair!" you tell him with a large smile. He nods before grabbing hold of one of them and massaging carefully - you can feel the tension seeping out of your feet with every move of his skilled hands, his long, thick fingers massaging every inch of them until you're fully relaxed.

As you give yourself over to your boyfriend's touches, you slowly feel his hand sliding up your legs to massage your shins and calves, making you groan at the comfortable feeling settling in your body. It doesn't take long for him to find your most sensitive spot, though - your inner thighs. He can spend hours planting countless kisses and loving touches there and take his sweet time as he marks them with hickies and soft bites.

"T-Tony," you plead softly as his fingers glide over the soft, sensitive skin there, goosebumps rising after his fingers take their time mapping out every inch of them, driving you insane.

"What's on your mind, Babygirl?" Tony asks, acting as if he doesn't know what his touches do to you.

"More..." you whisper, and as soon as you've put your glass down, Tony pulls you onto his lap smoothly. Before you know it, you're chest to chest with him, your lips mere inches away from each other, panting slightly as it dawns on you what just happened.

"More... what?" Tony's mouth curls into a mischievous smile, and your heart beats faster as you look at it. Moments like these have your mind racing and your heart beating out of your chest because he knows how to push you to the edge. Whichever one that may be at that moment.

Instead of answering him with words, you cup one of his cheeks with your hands, the other gliding into the hair on the nape of his neck as you close the distance between you two. Tony's hands move from your thighs up and under your shirt, and their warmth makes you melt into him even more.

The kiss is slow but filled with love and nothing short of perfection. This time, you decide to take the lead for a moment as you lick the seam of his lips for the entrance you're craving so desperately. Before your wish is granted, Tony pulls away to remove your shirt, leaving you in only your pants and a bra.

"So beautiful," he whispers against your skin as his lips find your neck and shoulder, placing small kisses that have you squirming on his lap. As you do, you can feel him getting hard again, which only spurs you on more.

"Let's take this party to the bedroom, Babygirl. I want to make nothing but sweet love to you for the rest of the night," Tony tells you, but before you can answer, he gets up, and you wrap your legs around his waist to steady yourself, a squeal escaping your lips. His face is filled with nothing but love as he looks at you. He's head over heels in love with you, and he cannot get enough of telling you - and you can't get enough of hearing it from him.

"Okay," you whisper to him. Within less than a minute, Tony made his way upstairs and to the main bedroom, where he carefully placed you on the bed before stepping back and removing his sweatpants. His cock springs free as it's fully hard, and it slaps against his abdomen with a soft splat from the pre-cum that had gathered at his tip already.

You bite on your lower lip as you look at him. Your gaze slides from his broad shoulders to the arc reactor in his chest, surrounded by his soft, dark chest hair, and from his toned abdomen to the happy trail leading you to the place you love more than anything: his glorious, thick, long cock that manages to split you open perfectly every single time. Combined with his beefy thighs and muscled calves, the sight is complete, and the man looks like the God of Perfection.

"You like what you see?" he asks with a raised eyebrow, and you nod as a smile tugs at the corners of your mouth. You've never been shy about checking him out when the two of you are alone, and he enjoys taking his time to adore you and your beautiful body as well.

"I always do, Daddy," you tell him as you ogle him for a few more seconds. When you've finally had your fill of looking at him, you lie on your back, allowing Tony to crawl over your body before leaning on one of his arms, the hand on his other one moving to caress your face. Tony takes his time to commit every inch to memory, thinking about how beautiful you are.

"I love you so much, Babygirl; I'm the luckiest man on earth because I'm calling you my girl," he whispers, his hot breath ghosting over your lips as his eyes flick from your eyes to your mouth and back. He can feel his heart beat faster at seeing your smile, as he can never get enough of looking at it and listening to your laugh. Before you get a chance to answer him, he closes the gap between you two, kissing you gently, taking his time to explore the kiss. You two have to do just that all night, and he plans to make every second of it count.

Your hands glide through his hair before pulling on it, not hard, but just enough to make him groan softly into your mouth. Meanwhile, the hand caressing your face moves your neck and over your shoulder before moving over to your bra strap, curling his fingers around it as he slides it off your shoulder.

"Let's get this off, hm? It'll be a lot more fun if I'm not looking at a bra the entire time," Tony says with a wink after pulling away from the kiss. You feel the warmth spreading over your cheeks at his words. His eyes are immediately pulled to the blush on your cheeks, and he doesn't hesitate to pepper both of them with a generous amount of kisses, making you giggle.

"Stop it! You're tickling me with your facial hair!" you protest, but instead of having mercy, he places kisses all over your face, making you squirm under him while you laugh at his ministrations. You're definitely enjoying yourself right now, and being on a mission with Tony during your anniversary only made things even better.

When Tony finally decides to have mercy, he places one last kiss on your mouth that leaves you wanting more, and you follow his mouth when he pulls away.

"Not fair," you pout, and Tony chuckles at your words, shaking his head.

"You want to know what's not fair, Babygirl? The fact that you're still wearing this bra, even though I distinctly remember wanting to get it off," he says, his eyes narrowing at the offending fabric. He shifts so that he's sitting on his knees while straddling your thighs, and he quickly unhooks your bra at the front.

The moment your nipples are exposed to the air, they perk up, and Tony moves down to wrap his lips around one of them, suckling softly as he listens to the soft moan tumbling from your lips. He uses his fingers to give attention to the other, and your hands tightly hold onto his hair as he plays with your sensitive buds.

The constant stimulation has your hips rutting up to seek friction, but every effort is fruitless, as Tony is situated in such a way that he can give you all the pleasure he wants to give you. After a few more minutes of this torturous pleasure, he switches, giving your other nipple the same care and attention as the first one.

He's taking his time to give you the most immense pleasure you've ever felt by someone playing with your nipples. You moan loudly as he carefully bites down on one of them, and your panties are practically ruined from your arousal. At the same time, you pull hair on his hair, and Tony groans against the plush flesh of your breasts, which sends shivers down your spine.

Once he's finally satisfied with the way your nipples look - red and puffy from all the time he spent playing with them - Tony moves down to the button of your pants to pull these down as well, but he ultimately decides to leave your underwear on. He wants to have a little playtime with that first.

"My God, I can smell how turned on you are, Babygirl, and it makes me so hard for you," he whispers as he noses your soaked panties, taking a whiff before letting his tongue glide over the fabric. Your back arches as the feeling of the fabric combined with his skilled tongue has you feeling everything as your sheets are fisted in the sheets to ground yourself.

"Such a sweet, tight, and perfect pussy," Tony whispers as his fingers slide the panties to the side, exposing your dripping and puffy folds, which he spreads to have a look at your fluttering entrance. It clenches around nothing as he blows on it, and you bite on your lip to supress the moan that wants to escape.

Tony looks up at you through his lashes at the sound of your muffled moan. If there's one thing he's always insistent about, it's that he wants to hear you because there's nothing more beautiful than the sound of you falling apart like that because of him. His brow is raised as you look down at him, wondering why he stopped.

"I want to hear you, Babygirl. I want to hear you fall apart on my fingers, my tongue, and my cock," Tony tells you in a stern voice, and you nod in response. With a content smile, he returns to his earlier position, this time latching onto your sensitive clit, making you moan loudly.

He smiles against your pussy as his tongue takes turns to pleasure your clit and your entrance, building your orgasm up quickly. Your chest rises and falls quickly, the pleasure quickly building to an almost blinding high when he surprises you with two of his thick, strong fingers as well. With a loud exclaim of his name, you cum on his tongue and fingers, and he works you through it carefully.

"That's it, Babygirl, let go for me! Good girl, you're a perfect girl for Daddy like this," he says between your trembling thighs, his thumb still working your clit as he laps up every last drop of your arousal. He hums in appreciation at the taste of it; his eyes closed as it coats his tongue again.

"Thank you, Daddy," you say in a breathy voice when you've come down from your high. It didn't take much for you to cum after Tony's teasing and the nipple play, but it was most definitely worth every second of anticipation. He knows your body better than you know your own, and he can play it as if it's an instrument that he took years to master.

"You're more than welcome, Babygirl, but I'm not done with you yet," he tells you between the kisses he places in a trail over your stomach and through the valley of your breasts. You sigh contently as he noses along your jaw, his facial hair feeling prickly yet lovely against the soft skin of your neck.

"I love you," you whisper as he's hovering over you, his cock achingly hard between his legs from the anticipation. He's been ignoring it for a long time, but it's finally time for him to have his fill now, too, and he's getting impatient.

"I love you too, Babygirl, so much," Tony practically purrs before capturing your lips in a heated kiss that catches you off-guard, but you quickly catch up as you pull him closer, and his cock is now resting on your belly. A small puddle of pre-cum gathers there, and you snake your hand between your bodies to give him a few strokes, getting him ready for what's about to come.

"Hmm, do that again, Babygirl," Tony says, his voice dropping almost an octave as you squeeze his tip softly, and he grunts into your ear as you do exactly as he asks. He ruts into your hand at the feeling of your small fist around his cock, your fingers barely touching as you're wrapped around him. He groans as he keeps fucking your hand, but before it's too late, he quickly pulls away, leaving you with a slight pout on your face.

"Don't worry, sweet girl, there's plenty of time to do that later, but I can't wait any longer to be buried in your tight, pink pussy." Your heart races as his words sink in, and you involuntarily clench around nothing but air, your pussy eager to be filled by your boyfriend's thick cock, splitting you open just the way you like it.

A few seconds later, Tony lines up with your entrance, a loud moan tumbling from your puffy lips as the tip breaches your entrance. Your hands are fisted in the sheets as you allow him to fill you up completely, short strokes ensuring he doesn't hurt you in the process. Grunts fall from his lips as he works his shaft into your squeezing, tight pussy.

"That's it, take my cock, such a good girl for Daddy." You will never get used to the feeling of Tony sliding, but you welcome it nevertheless. From the moment you two stopped using condoms, and you started birth control, your sex life has changed completely. Where you were always ready for each other before, you have become insatiable after that.

The second his cock hits your sweet spot, you arch your back into him, your legs wrapping around his waist to pull him even closer. His face is nuzzled into your neck as a comfortable silence has fallen over you both. Your fingers trail abstract figures on his shoulders and back as you enjoy each other's feelings. All you have to think about is each other and your love.

Once Tony cannot take it any longer to stay still, he starts with slow, shallow thrusts that have you whimpering softly and a smile tugging at Tony's mouth.

"So good, Babygirl, you feel so good around my cock, I can't wait to fill you with my cum and watch it leak out of you when I'm done. God, my balls are so full for you," he whispers in your ear, his hips thrusting into your welcoming pussy faster and faster with each stroke. The sound of your combined moans and skin slapping against your skin is like the chorus of your love, and you never want this song to end.

"I'm close, Babygirl, 'm gonna fill you up," he groans, and you're so far gone you cannot even form coherent sentences anymore. Your moans are becoming louder, and your nails are now digging into his back instead of tracing lazy figures, and red welts are appearing where your nails are raking down his broad, muscled back.

As his high is quickly approaching, Tony moves his face from your neck in a way that has your foreheads touching, making this moment even more intimate than it already was. The brown of his eyes has been completely replaced by his dilated pupils, lust being visible in them.

"Cum with me, Babygirl, please," he begs, and you nod as your bodies move together perfectly, your highs both building rapidly. The second Tony's hand moves between your bodies and reaches your clit, and you're squeezing him like a vice, your legs trembling as you cum for him, shortly followed by Tony.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck! Squeezing me perfectly, Jesus! Can't wait to fuck you so full of my cum that it has no way to go but inside you, get you nice and round with my babies," Tony grunts through his orgasm, the long, slow strokes replaced by short and quick ones as he spills every last drop of him inside you, the warmth filling you up completely.

Tony takes his time to ride out both your orgasms, but as soon as you're both too sensitive, he pulls out, leaving you feeling empty yet satisfied after everything that happened. With a smirk, he keeps hovering over you, your faces mere centimeters apart. You reach up to kiss his lips softly, making your heart flutter at the feeling.

"I love you so much, Babygirl," Tony whispers before placing one more peck on your lips and taking his place beside you. As you curl onto his side, you hook your leg over him, and your arm lies on his stomach, your hand tracing circles over his arc reactor. You two stay in the comfortable silence for a few minutes before getting up for a much-needed bath.

"You can stay in bed, Babygirl. I'll run a bath for us both and get some of your favorite fruits to eat as we're relaxing," he tells you, and you nod at his words. The second he slips out of the bath, you miss him and his warmth, but that is quickly forgotten when he's ready for you to get into the tub's warm water.

"There you go, such a good girl," Tony says as you sit in the bath, a blush creeping over your cheeks. His praise will always make you feel warm and fuzzy on the inside. Your boyfriend quickly joins you in the bath before pulling you onto his lap, his fingers massaging your sore muscles as you nibble on the sweet fruit he brought up in a bowl.

"Happy anniversary, Daddy," you tell him right before popping a piece of the fruit in his mouth, and he smiles contently as he chews it.

"Happy anniversary, Babygirl. I hope there will be many more just like this one," he says, sealing his promise with a soft and loving kiss.

It's been about eight weeks since you and Tony celebrated your anniversary on the mission, but now you're lying in bed with a cold compress on your head and your trashcan nearby in case another wave of nausea threatens to come back. You were supposed to be training with Natasha, but you had to cancel due to how you're feeling.

Instead of being in the training room with you, Natasha sits on your bed to keep you company, talking your ear off about her crush on Bruce. While you're usually all ears about it, you can now only think about one thing: the birth control pill you forgot all those weeks ago.

"I think I might be pregnant," you croak out when Natasha is waiting for an answer to a question you didn't catch.

"You're-"

"Pregnant, yes. Or so I think," you tell her with a groan as you slide the compress onto your eyes to shield them from the light in the hopes that you're saved from your next wave of nausea, but to no avail. While Nat usually chats to her heart's content, she's silent as the news sinks in.

"It's Tony's, isn't it?" she outright asks, and you sit up too quickly, which is a bad idea, as you grab the trashcan once more.

"H-how did you-" is all you can say, but she just gives you a reassuring smile.

"I'm not blind, Detka; you and Tony have been hanging out more and more together, and believe it or not, you're not as subtle as you both think you are. While I doubt any of the others would pick up on it, I have had my suspicions for quite a while," Natasha tells you, and you nod.

"We've been together for a little over a year and a half; we started dating after the mission that almost cost me my life," you tell her with a smile. He makes you truly happy, but the thought of being pregnant also scares you.

"On the one hand, I'm hoping it's true, that I am indeed pregnant, but on the other hand, I'm not sure what to feel if it's true. We never even talked about having kids, and even though I'm more than ready to take the next step, I don't know about him! What if he leaves me and doesn't want the baby? Do I take care of it by myself or put it up for adoption?" The words are all coming out in a long stream as tears gather in the corners of your eyes.

"Why don't we start by calming down and taking a test before jumping to conclusions? I understand it's scary, but before we take a test, there's nothing to worry about, okay?" she tells you, and you nod. This is how you find yourself sitting on your bed, staring at a timer after taking a test.

The moment it goes off, you turn the test over, and it shows a clear positive. You're carrying Tony's baby, and mixed feelings are swirling through your body. Happiness and anxiety are at the top.

"I'm having a baby," you whisper as you show her the test. Without saying a word, she pulls you into a hug, and you let your emotions go for a moment. Sobs are tearing through your body, and she's there to comfort you through it all. Natasha has been there for you through everything since you became an Avenger, and this won't be any different.

"I'm so happy for you, Detka," Natasha says as she lets her tears fall. During her time in the red room, the ability to carry children has been brutally taken away from her, but that doesn't mean she won't be there for you. She will live the pregnancy vicariously through you, and you're more than happy to share it with her.

"You'll be a great Mom, Detka. They're lucky to have you as a Mom," Nat whispers, and you nod in her hold. When you've both come down from the initial shock and emotions, you stare at the test some more, and the worry immediately makes way for happiness. You're going to be a Mom, and you can't wait to meet the baby growing inside you.

Eventually, Natasha has to leave for an appointment, and you go to the kitchen, though your bounds of nausea are most prevalent in the morning. As you stand by the counter, you hear Tony's footsteps come into the kitchen when, and you close your eyes, gripping your glass as he comes to stand beside you.

"Can we talk for a moment? I have barely seen you for these past two weeks, and I'm worried about you," Tony asks. The worry in his voice is evident, and you know you don't have a choice other than to talk to him. With a soft sigh, you nod and follow him to his office, the closest private space where it's normal for the two of you to talk.

Here goes nothing, you tell yourself as you close the door behind you, the pregnancy test still in your back pocket as you step into the ample space. Tony's about to discover your recklessness, and you're 99% sure you will be single after this conversation. However, nothing could be further from the truth.

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[holylulusworld]

Too much - Kinktober 12

Summary: He’s back in town. Back in your life.

Request: hi! idk if you're allowing request but I'd like to give you this idea of mine since you're the only one I trust that can execute this very well and uhm,, having steve eating reader out, but instead of reader just lying on the bed, she's sitting on top of steve's face coz he requested it.

Rating: Explicit

Kink: Cunnilingus + overstimulation + face-sitting and a hint of beard burn

Idea by @elle14-blog1​

Pairing: Nomad!Steve Rogers x fem!Reader

Square 8 filled for @anyfandomkinkbingo: Old Flame

Square B1 filled for @mcukinkbingo: Answering a Craigs list ad

Square E2 filled for @steverogersbingo: Online dating

Square 18 filled for @star-spangled-bingo: Hair pulling

Square 16 filled for @marvelfluffbingo (expired): old flame au

Warnings: angst, language, getting back together, light hair pulling, oral (fem rec), face riding, dirty talk, fluff, overstimulation

Words: 900

Kinktober 2022

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Steve Rogers Bingo masterlist

“A Craig’s list ad, seriously, Cap?” Sam chuckles as his friend and confidant scrolls through his burner phone. “You think she will answer?” 

“I tried every platform she’s on. Even Tinder,” Steve sighs. “I need to see her and apologize. Sam, I just upped and left after the fight with Tony.”

“Online dating, Steve,” Natasha glances at the phone in Steve’s hand. “Why didn’t you just call her? Stalking your ex on Tinder is a new low.”

“Just stay out of my business. She will meet up with me to buy my sofa,” nodding to himself Steve looks at his phone again. “And you all know I can’t call Y/N. Ross and his minions would arrest her for even talking to me, Nat. ”

“You’ve got to be shitting me. Steven Grant Rogers! It was you? The guy on Tinder and Craig's list? I wanted to buy a fucking couch and you come around?”

“Baby,” he smirks darkly while stepping closer to you to cup your face. “I’ve missed you too.”

“I didn’t miss you at all,” you lie. 

“If you need a place to sit on,” you swallow thickly when his lips touch yours, “you can use my face, doll. I’ve missed having your cunt all over my face.”

“You’ve got a beard now.”

You run your hands over his beard. “Do you want to go for a ride?”

“I hope you know how to handle that beard, Sir…”

“Get up here,” Steve purrs. He just watches you step between his long legs, wearing little to nothing. “Let me see that pretty pussy up close.”

“Steve.”

“Please, doll. Give me that,” he lies back on the bed and gets comfortable, waiting for you to get on top of him. “Y/N…”

“I don’t know. Steve, we haven’t seen each other for so long and now you want to eat me out?” 

You sigh.

“’s all I dreamed of, doll.”

“I hope you are worth my time and that I missed the chance to get my hands on a vintage sofa,” you shimmy out of your panties, the last barrier protecting your cunt from his perfect face.

“I’ll be worth your time, darling.”

“Do you remember our safety tap?” you crawl onto the bed. “Steve?”

“I tap your thigh twice or pinch your thigh.”

“You’re such a good boy.”

“Boy?”

“Be still now,” you harshly pull at his hair. “Put your mouth to better use than talking. You’ll not talk until you made me cum.”

You go on your knees and straddle Steve's chest. He just looks at you, a content smile on his lips as you slowly move forward until your knees are placed on either side of Steve’s head.

“Spread those pretty legs,” he mumbles. “Please.”

You spread your legs far enough apart to provide good access to your dripping cunt. 

“Fuck doll. Give me that pussy.”

You grab the headboard to make sure to not lose balance. “Steve.”

While you hover over his face. It’s been too long since you and Steve had time to explore each other’s bodies.  

“Baby,” slowly lowering down until you feel his lips touch your pussy, you take a deep breath, “hold still.”

You whimper, but try to stay still as Steve grips your hips and gets to work. He laps at your folds, forcing tiny moans out of you. He licks over your clit while guiding your body. His mouth and tongue seem to work in sync to break your will.

“Steve,” you grip the headboard tighter when he pokes your thigh to tell you to start grinding. “Fuck.”

You’ve missed Steve. But you missed his talented mouth even more.

You stop grinding and let Steve take over control. Your breathing quickens and you moan his name as he picks up the pace. 

“Steve,” he doesn’t let up. Even when you slap the headboard. He rubs his beard against your pussy, flicks your clit with his tongue, or wraps his mouth around your sensitive bud.

“Fuck, Steve,” you gush all over his face, but he still doesn’t stop. He hums against you and keeps on sucking, licking, flicking, and nibbling. “STEVE!”

You want to move off his face, but Steve holds your body in a tight grip. “I can’t,” you come again, whining as it’s still not enough for Steve. He puts even more effort into taking you apart.

His tongue slides in and out of your cunt, making your legs quiver. “Steve, please. No more.”

You can hear him chuckle against your sex. That’s all you get from him. He simply keeps on fucking you with his tongue. “Steve,” you arch your back and start grinding again. “No—I…”

Steve only stops to get a few gulps of air before he buries his face back between your thighs. He nuzzles your pussy. “Steve, stop. I can’t take it anymore…”

“I’m sorry for leaving without telling you anything. I had to get Sam and the others out,” he whispers as you snuggle in his chest. “We always kept an eye on you, though.”

“I want to come with you,” you cover his mouth with your hand. “No protests. I got two duffle bags hidden in the back of my wardrobe.”

“You’ve been waiting for me to return.”

Steve sniffles.

“I would’ve waited all my life for you, Steve…”

That night Steve takes you with him. He’ll never leave you out of sight ever again…

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[metalbvcky]

Succulent Strawberries, Dangling from the Branches (Bloom!Verse Series)

For @appleschloss <3 Happy birthday! It's been a while since the last fic of these three 🥰

Also fills for both the @buckybarnesbingo and @mcukinkbingo

BBB Round 4: U4- Sunrise/Sunset

MCU KB: B5 - Begging

Pairing: Steve/Bucky/Loki Rating: Explicit Word/Chapter count: 1,626 (1/1) Tags: Modern AU, Married Steve/Bucky, BDSM, Polyamory, Bookstores, Fluff & Smut, (see full list of kink/non smut tags on AO3)

🍓 Summary 🍓

The setting sun gleams through the windows, bathing the front of the store in its bright orange rays. Bucky grumbles under his breath as he totes a folding display sign inside and leans it against the wall. He slips his key out of his pocket, glad to finally make his way home after a long afternoon of work.

He’s merely two steps out the door when a tall, slim figure comes into his peripheral vision.

“I’m sorry, we’re clos—”

The words evaporate from Bucky’s mouth at the sight of dark, curly hair, and broad shoulders outlining navy fabric.

“Hello, darling.”

“Hi, sweetheart.”

Bucky blinks, darting his gaze between his husband and partner. “W-What are you two doing here?”

“To pick you up, of course,” Steve says, his tone dripping lower when he leans in to whisper into the shell of Bucky’s ear, “but also to have a little fun.”

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[greenwichmeanlime]

“Mistakes” (Steve/Tony)

D/s, orgasm control, impact play, wax play, light pain play, begging.

Rated E, 4.5k words of filth and feelings!

Read on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45100414

Title: Mistakes

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers, Captain America

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark (established relationship, porn with feelings, kink)

Summary: Steve is under a lot of pressure. Tony helps him relax.

Tags: Deviates from Canon, Happy Ending, Dom Tony Stark, Sub Steve Rogers, Porn Without Plot, Dom/sub, BDSM, Begging, Crying, Bondage, Cock Rings, Orgasm Control, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Cock Bondage, Rope Bondage, Impact Play, Spanking, Wax Play, Riding Crops, Light CBT and hole spanking performed in what I would characterize as a loving and consensual manner, Overstimulation, Light Praise Kink, Extremely Light Humiliation, Catharsis, BDSM as Mental Healthcare, Steve has just been having a really hard time, and I think he deserves to have Tony lovingly dom the shit out of him if that’s what he wants

Warnings: None

Words: 4572

Chapters: 5/5

Events: Created for @mcukinkbingo and @allcapsbingo

Squares Filled:

Chapter 1 – All Caps Bingo: I1 “Mistakes” | MCU Kink Bingo: G4 “Power Exchange”

Chapter 2 – All Caps Bingo: N1 “Padlock” | MCU Kink Bingo: B1 “Orgasm Control”

Chapter 3 – MCU Kink Bingo: B2 “Bondage Equipment: Rope”

Chapter 4 – All Caps Bingo: I3 “Temperature Play” | MCU Kink Bingo: I1 “Bondage”

Chapter 5 – MCU Kink Bingo: N4 “BDSM: Aftercare”

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45100414

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[pleasetakethis]

Fever Pitch

Written for Marvel Femslash Week Day 7: Smart and/or Fashion and/or Free Space. I picked fashion! @marvelfemslashweek

​@mcukinkbingo​ open round card fill I5: clothing: shoes. My card & masterlist.  

Pairing: Pepper Potts/Natasha Romanov Rating: Explicit Word Count: 2.3k Tags: Natasha Romanov as Natalie Rushman, Pepper Potts's Shoes, Stiletto Heels, Shoe Kink, Office Sex, Light Dom/sub, Under-negotiated Kink, Dubious Consent Due To Identity Issues, Consent Issues Summary: Pepper noticed the new assistant, Natalie, taking an interest in her heels.

Hm.

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