#possessive avengers

[veltana]

Unleashed - Avengers!Bucky/Fem!Reader

✦ Pairing: Avengers!Bucky Barnes/Fem!Reader

✦ Word count: ~4,2k

✦ Rating: Explicit

✦ Warnings/tags: Sex pollen adjacent kinda, smut, a bit fluffy, one shot, possessive!Bucky, co-workers/friends to lovers, oral sex (fem receiving), unprotected sex, vaginal sex, multiple orgasms, forced orgasms, orgasm denial, dirty talk, praise, creampie, pet names (doll).

✦ Summary: During a mission, Bucky is exposed to something that removes his inhibitions and all he wants is you.

✦ Note: Previously posted on AO3 since I have basically no time or energy to write new stuff. It was titled You’re what I need before but I always hated that title so I decided to re-name it. Bucky is kind of an asshole in this, but it's just because he wants you! As always, reblogs, comments, and asks are very welcome ❤️

Masterlist | AO3

The worst part about watching from afar as a mission goes to shit is that you feel useless. Even as you dispatch medics for the team all you can do is tell them, "Help is on the way."

Captain America shouts orders that you hear through the comms. The wait feels endless until the crew of the quinjet declares that they have spotted the team and there's not much else for you to do but look at your monitors and wait for an update. When you get the call back that the team is secure you breathe a sigh of relief, but then the next message is to prepare the medical staff to receive multiple injuries and chemical exposure. You ask the crew to clarify, but they are too busy, so when you notify the medical center, they prepare a quarantine room.

Sometimes you wish you had a superpower and could be there with them instead of staring at your monitors and doing endless calculations on whatever the team needs. But then when they return they always compliment your work and tell you they don’t know how they managed without you. You try to remind yourself of those moments at times like this.

Once the quinjet is docked and everyone has been accounted for you push away from your desk and remove your headset, taking deep breaths and trying to calm your heart. A moment later a message pops up on your screen, probably because they couldn’t reach you through your comms. [Bucky wants you to come down here]

Your heart does a little flip in your chest, making you scowl. He is your friend and probably injured, you have no idea why he would be asking for you, but it’s not because he feels the same way you do. You grab your tablet and head to the MedBay.

When you get down you take stock of the situation. Nat and Steve have some scratches, Sam's arm is broken and Wanda has a few cracked ribs. Tony is bruised, his suit had taken most of the damage. You look around for Bucky but don’t see him anywhere and quickly deduce that he must be the person currently in quarantine.

When you get to the wing, you’re almost too scared to go in, afraid to see what could have happened to him. Inside, you find a team of medical personnel discussing Bucky's condition with him through a glass wall. His hair looks damp and he's wearing standard-issue quarantine clothing, soft black pants, and a black sweatshirt. When he sees you standing patiently at the side he says. "You can come back later. I need to talk to her more than I need to talk to you. Go away." His voice comes from speakers in the ceiling.

You're shocked by his behavior but smile apologetically as the white coats pass you on their way out. When you get up to the glass you hiss. "Bucky, what is wrong with you, don't be rude.” "You make it sound like I'm never rude otherwise," he laughs. "You're not rude to healthcare professionals, you know better." You glare at him as you wake your tablet. “Now what did you need me for?”

"Do you like me?" he asks. Your mouth falls open and your heart starts to beat faster. You’re happy your vitals aren’t monitored as you quickly collect yourself and try to deflect his question. "Of course I like you Bucky, you're my friend." But now it feels weird to look at him and you find a spot on the wall far behind him to focus on.

"What if I want more than friends?" is his next question and despite your best efforts, hope warms your chest. This is not happening. Of course you toyed with the idea of you and Bucky, he is always sweet to you, and if he has the chance he brings you gifts from the missions. But you’ve told yourself repeatedly that he needs someone stronger, who can keep up with him in the field and you’re not that person.

"Can we have this conversation when you are not high on some HYDRA drug?” you ask, trying to keep your voice from betraying you. They are monitoring everything in the room. And there is a sheet of unbreakable glass in between you both. If you're going to confess your feelings, it won't be like this.

"I'm not high," he huffs. "My mind has never been clearer." "I still think we should have this conversation later." "Doll, look at me." The command in his voice is so strong you don’t think, you snap your eyes to his and they are so blue and soft.

"I will feel the same tomorrow, and the day after, whenever this drug wears off but now is the only time I can't hold my tongue," he explains. You place your hand on the glass and he does the same on the other side. "It will be fine Bucky, I promise," you say just as the door opens and Steve walks in, making you pull your hand back to your side. He's showered, in a fresh pair of clothes and he swings his arm over your shoulder.

"Stop hogging her time Bucky, I know for a fact that she also needs to debrief," he smiles but Bucky looks as if he's seeing red. Through gritted teeth he presses out, "Get your fucking arm off her, punk. She's mine."

You and Steve burst into laughter because it has to be a joke, but then Bucky punches the barrier with his vibranium arm. The glass doesn't crack but both you and Steve stop short and step away in shock. Steve removes his arm and says, "I'll meet you upstairs." Before quickly heading out.

You turn to Bucky and point at him, anger rising in your chest. "What is wrong with you? Steve is your friend!" "That is what it’s like in here every day,” he points to his head. You're taken aback by his statement and his wide feral eyes. Clearly, whatever he was exposed to had messed with his head and he's not himself. “Bucky I need to go,” you tell him, and before he can protest you continue. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” You smile feebly at him and are out the door before he can say anything else.

After debriefing and having dinner you go to bed early. Your head is spinning with the day and most of all, Bucky.

It's way past midnight when you wake to the soft closing of your door. Since you always sleep with a night light the soft warm glow reflects off his left arm and leaves no doubt about who has entered your room. You blink at him but before you can ask a question he rasps out, pleading. "I need you. So bad. Please doll, help me." He moves closer to your bed.

You quickly remove your covers and get up, glad the giant t-shirt covers you to your thighs, ready to spring into action. "Anything Bucky, what do you need?" You stop an arm's length from him, but all he does is reach his hand out to cup your face, letting his thumb stroke your cheek. There is a wild look in his eyes but you keep calm. "I can't get you what you need if you don't tell me," you whisper, meeting his eyes and watching as his brow furrows.

"I need you. Right now. If I don't get to touch and taste every inch of your body I'm going to lose my mind," he confesses in a low voice. His words shock you and you hitch a breath. You’re not sure what you’re supposed to do. You have this great friendship. If things were different you would not have minded taking it to another level, but with the day in mind and the fact that he somehow got out of his containment room you say, "Bucky, you’re not yourself, you need to get back to-”

"Doll,” he interrupts with a hard voice. “For once, I feel more like myself than I have in a long time. The only thing the drug did, I think, was remove my inhibitions. For once I feel free. My mind isn't controlled by HYDRA or by fear that you'll reject me. All I know is that I crave you and I can't be quiet about it anymore.”

"Bucky… I…" your whole body is flushed with warmth from his words and you're not sure how to respond. "I dreamt about you and couldn't stop myself from going over here. I don't want to hurt you, doll, but I'm not sure this drug will let me leave. All I wanna do is move closer to you.” You swallow hard as he continues, thumb still stroking your cheek. “Ask FRIDAY to get Steve, or the Hulk if you want me to leave."

Instead, you step into him, making up your mind in an instant and resting your hands on his chest. "Stay, I'll be glad to help you with anything you need," you whisper honestly and by the way his eyes widen there was still some doubt in his mind that you would reject him.

Instead of saying anything his vibranium hand grasps your waist and pulls you closer. There is no escaping the smell and size of him and his hands on you got your pussy throbbing for him already.

"I hope you understand what you've agreed to," he whispers, leaning closer. "Once I have you I won't stop, you'll never be rid of me. I'll claim you against every surface of this fucking compound if I need to." That makes you whimper and press harder against him. "Fuck you'd like that huh? Are you a kinky little thing? Like getting fucked where people can see you and hear you moan, do you want people to see my hard dick spread you open?" "Fuck Bucky!" You exclaim and lean your forehead against his chest. Maybe that idea excites you or maybe it is just that the word ‘claim’ sounds so primal.

"You're going to tell me all your little secrets later, doll. But now, I'm going to take what's mine." And with that, he crushes his lips to yours. He backs you towards the bed, kissing you the whole time, letting his hands explore you. When you land on your back, he stands over you with eyes like a predator about to devour its prey.

You shuffle up until your head rests on the pillows, spreading your legs for him. Without taking off any clothes he crawls after you, settling on his knees between your legs and placing his hands on the headboard, crowding you with his large frame. "Mine," he whispers and it makes a shudder pass through you. He ruts his clothed cock against your core, slicking your underwear even more and making you whine, gripping the sheets under you.

"Yes," he almost hisses as the length of his dick presses on your clit and forces a mewl out of you. It's been a long time since you've gotten laid. "Bucky," you plead. "No doll, I'm going to enjoy every fucking second of claiming you, from the outside in. Did you think this would be hard and fast and that I would be gone before you knew what happened?"

He lets go of the headboard to put his elbows beside your head instead, his weight on you, pressing you down into the mattress. "When I leave you will long for me, spend every waking second wishing I was still inside you. I want your cunt to be permanently drenched so I can fuck you whenever I please." He kisses you forcefully and any coherent thought that was left in your head flees. "And when you're too sore to take more of my dick in your pussy I'm going to do the same thing to your mouth and ass."

He rids you off your t-shirt and instead of having to move from between your legs to pull off your underwear, he rips them apart. "Ah!" you exclaim when the force of his movements jolts you but he takes no notice, he just stares at you, letting his hands roam up and down your sides, up to your tits, cupping them and caressing your nipples with his thumbs.

Whimpers are coming from you with every pass of this touch. Then he moves down and lays on his stomach, not saying a word as he sweeps his tongue over your pussy before he starts devouring you with a throaty moan.

It doesn’t take long for the first orgasm to take you, his movements are precise and his words and actions have made you hornier than you’ve ever experienced. Or maybe it's because he is the hottest person you’ve ever laid eyes on and he only wants you.

When you’re finished and sensitive he dips his tongue into your hole to taste you and groans loudly, lapping up the wetness from your orgasm. "Better than I've dreamed of," he says when he pulls away. Now you’re the one that must be high because you can't help but giggle. "You seriously dream of me?" "All the time, doll. Every night when I go to bed I wish you were with me and then you plague my sleep with your soft curves and radiant smile."

You're about to tell him how his laugh makes you warm and fuzzy on the inside but at that moment he sucks your clit into his mouth, cutting out every thought in your brain. He's gentle but not hesitant, it's as if he's feeling you out and when you make a particularly loud sound he continues the same movement, making your whole body go hot.

The second orgasm is intense enough to send aftershocks through for a long while afterward. Bucky lays his head on your thigh as you tremble, caressing your skin and letting the fingers of his right hand skim over your opening.

Despite what he's already given you, you still crave more. His fingertips never come close to where you need them and when you whine at the back of your throat Bucky smiles up at you. "Don't worry, I'm not even close to done with you, but I don't want you to pass out on me.” One of his fingers glides inside, making you take a sharp breath just because it feels so good. Once again he is careful, moving slowly, listening to your breath and your body.

"Please Bucky, I need more.” "No need to beg, I'll give you everything you want… in time," he breathes and kisses the skin on the inside of your thigh. Slowly he moves his finger in and out. You're sure it's a form of torture. The sweetest kind there is. Your breathing is labored and when he finally adds a second, you start to quiver.

He nips at your skin and then kisses it before speaking. "You look like a goddess, doll, eyes filled with lust, your skin is gleaming. I'm going to worship you until you're tired of me.” "Never gonna happen," you whimper. Then his thumb lands on your clit, making you cry out. Everything is so sensitive and overstimulated.

"I don't- Bucky, I don't think I can again," you tell him even though his touches are causing your insides to melt. "Yes, you will," his voice is soft but the command is clear. So instead of trying to speak again, you sink further into the madness that is him playing with you. The third one takes its sweet time but you never feel rushed or stressed that it's taking too long. Bucky isn’t in a hurry.

Then it’s suddenly there, crashing through you. "Fuck Bucky, fuck you're gonna make me come." "So good for me, let me feel you come on my fingers," he urges. "I'm going to lick them clean afterward so make sure you get them nice and wet for me. I want as much as you'll give me." The climax reaches its peak and you come with a cry of his name, body convulsing and your hand shooting down to tangle in his hair.

"Just like that doll," he smiles up at you and holds your gaze when he pulls out his fingers and sucks them clean, moaning while he does. It's a filthy sound, but it turns you on as if he didn't just make you come for the third time. Then he dives in between your legs again, licking at your skin and your soaked hole. Letting go of his hair all you can do is just lie there, writhing, as he somehow coaxes a fourth orgasm out of you.

“Fuck me,” you plead when he pulls back. “I need you inside me Bucky.” This time he takes pity on you and moves away to take off his clothes. When he’s naked he kneels between your legs again and you spread them as wide as you can. "Want me, doll?" he asks with a smirk. He swipes his cock through your mess and then uses his hand to coat himself with you. "Yes," is all you can say. Both you and Bucky stare as he pushes his dick into you, filling you up completely. Of course, he takes it torturously slow this time too.

"This feels better than any dream I've ever had," he whispers almost in awe. You grip his biceps and arch into him, pushing him deeper, faster. That makes him tsk but smiles at the same time as he pushes the rest of the way, finally seating himself. Without giving you a chance to relax he starts fucking you, his cock pushes perfectly against your insides, pulling sounds from you that you haven't made in years.

He sits back on his heels lifting your ass effortlessly until your weight is resting on your shoulders and neck. It's like he is in a trance, pulling you onto his cock over and over again. Your body is his, your mind has fled, and all you see and feel is just him all around you. His eyes keep changing between his dick filling your cunt, your bouncing tits, and your half-lit eyes as if he is not sure where to look. "Mine," he rasps and thrusts hard to empathize the word. "All mine. Say it."

It takes some time for your brain to connect to your mouth and form the words but his gaze never leaves you. "Yours," you whimper. "I'm yours, Bucky." There is a familiar heat low in your belly that's steadily spreading through your limbs. It makes you wiggle and move because it's overwhelming. He is overwhelming in the best sense. Whining you reach down to rub yourself but he slaps your hand away. "I thought I told you, it's mine. I own this cunt. If you wanna touch yourself you have to ask permission." It's as close to a growl as is humanly possible and you don't understand how he can be so cognizant right now, because your brain is like putty. "Can I please rub my clit Bucky, I wanna come on your cock so bad," you cry.

"Good girl," he praises, and when he calls you that, your mouth falls open with a keening sound, gripping the sheets even harder, pulling at them because you want to come so bad. "Do it, show me how you get off when you're alone in bed without me." Everything is slippery and sensitive when you start with your fingers and you immediately know it's going to go fast. With his previous words in mind, you ask. "Can I come?" He meets your eyes with a wicked smile. "Fast learner. Yeah, you can come… when I tell you."

You rip your hand away, afraid you might fall over the edge at any second. The sound out of your throat is almost a sob. "Don't be like that, doll, I thought you said you couldn't do it more times?" "I can-I can! As many times as you want just please let me come." "Fuck, I like it when you beg with my cock in you." But he doesn't say anything else, just continues fucking you. He's not even winded while you're straining your entire body. Your hand wants to move back, anything to relieve the pressure inside you but Bucky was very clear and you don’t want to disobey him.

Then he pulls out and drops you onto the bed, but you don't get to relax because he flips you onto your stomach and pushes one of your knees up to the side before he presses in. His dick hits your G-spot dead on and you scream into the pillow under you. Bucky chuckles right by your ear. "Guess I found it." He's merciless, his hips hit your ass hard and if it weren't for his weight pressing you down you would soon hit the headboard.

"Bucky!" you wail because it's too much. You're losing the last pieces of your mind to the sheer force of the pleasure and you're scared you're never going to be able to come back to yourself. Then his hand presses in between you and the mattress. "Rub yourself on my fingers, make yourself cum. Fuck my cock and come all over me doll." You brace yourself as best you can and move your hips as he keeps almost completely still, just shallow thrusts in stark comparison to what he was doing to you just moments ago.

His fingers slide along your clit, his cock brushing your G-spot over and over again. You're breathless, sweat breaking out along your skin, but the climax you're chasing will be well worth it. You just know it.

"I can't fill you up until I’ve felt you come around me," he grunts, his voice tight with holding back. You whimper, the feeling of fire flushing your whole body, and building up to an eruption like no other. "Yes, yes, yes," he chants low in your ear. "That's it, come for me, make me proud. Fuck it feels so good." And he starts moving again "I'm going to fill you fucking full of my cum. That's it!"

The heat in you breaks and you come with a shout of his name, shaking under him. It gets even more intense when Bucky finishes right behind you, groaning your name. He collapses on top of you but his hips are still moving, slowly, as if he doesn’t want it to ever end. Neither would you but your body is wrecked.

When he finally rolls off, you're so close to falling asleep, but he picks you up and carries you to the bathroom. "Pee." He points and you want to tell him that you know the drill, this isn't your first time, but all that comes out is a grumble before he closes the door behind him and you sit down on the toilet.

When you're done, you stumble out and have a moment of panic, thinking he left. But then the door opens and Bucky returns with two bottles of water, handing you one before leading you to the bed and sitting you down on the edge. Gratefully you drink and lean against his shoulder before asking. "How do you feel?" "Better than I have in a long time," he answers, kissing your forehead. You chuckle. "Yeah I have a magical pussy, it can cure anything," you joke and it makes him laugh. "You should get back to quarantine," you comment. "Before anyone notices." He shakes his head. "No I'm staying here, I'm never leaving you again." He takes the bottle from your hand and places it on the bedside table together with his own. Then he crawls beneath the sheets and you go after him, letting him envelop you in a tight embrace before you fall asleep.

Alarms blare and you wake with a start. "FRIDAY what's going on?" you ask out into the room. “Sergeant Barnes has escaped his confinement.” The voice echoes through the room. You sigh and glare at Bucky grumbling beside you, like the loud signal is just a regular alarm clock. "FRIDAY please inform the team that Bucky is here and everything is fine."

A second later the sound dies and with a sigh you get up to pull on yesterday's discarded t-shirt and find a pair of pants. Right when you're done there is a knock on the door and Steve asks, "Everything okay in there?" You open the door enough to show yourself. "We're fine, he broke out during the night and came here." "Oh," Steve says and there is a hint of blush on his cheeks.

Then you feel a presence behind you and Bucky’s arm goes around your waist. "Mine," he says and you can't see him but he's probably glaring daggers at Steve who backs away. "We'll be okay, I'll alert FRIDAY if I need help," you tell Steve. When you close the door Bucky turns you before pushing you up against it and kissing you hard. "Mine," he mumbles against your lips. "Fucking caveman," you tell him. He grabs you around the waist and throws you over his shoulder. "I'll show you caveman," he says and carries you to the bed

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Jealous / Possessive

masterlist | req masterlist

Tease by @beckzorz

A fake date with a Danish alien tech dealer. Bucky gets bored, and maybe a little jealous, while he’s waiting in the command truck outside. It’s all downhill from there.

Jealousy Jealousy by @antiquarianfics

seeing red by @buckysfaveplum

bucky can’t just sit and watch as a man makes you uncomfortable in a bar

Jealous by @pellucid-constellations

You keep talking about the owner of that new bakery and it’s rubbing Bucky the wrong way.

All Over You by @jobean12-blog

Walker tries to put the moves on you, Bucky’s jealous and protective but a dumbass, Sam has to watch the whole thing…(he’s so done with their shit)

Green by @itsapeterthing

three times bucky realized you were more than a friend and the one time he finally admitted it

Headcanon by @icarus-fell-in-spring

Jealous!Bucky Barnes would include

I don’t get jealous by @this-ginger-has-no-soul

bucky where your ex-fiancee comes back and you have to work w/ him and bucky becomes real protective

Erase Every Trace by @angrythingstarlight

Bucky had to sit back and watch another man touch you, but now that the ruse is over, he’s going to erase every trace of him off your skin.

Can you not… by @buckyalpine

Your ex is trying to win you back, wonder what Bucky thinks about that?

Jealousy by @halcyonrogers

Bucky watches from afar as you converse with Peter Parker, the new teenage recruit. Things begin to heat up on Peter’s end as he keeps paying you compliments, and Bucky takes things into his own hands.

Around My Neck by @mcu1shots

Bucky notices your new necklace, he isn't sure he's a fan.

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[huffelpuff210]

Only Mine Part 3 Dark Professor Steve Rogers x Innocent Reader

Only Mine Dark Professor Steve Rogers x Innocent reader

Warning: Kidnapping, drugging, obsession, Dark Themes, Forced relationship, Forced marriage, Non Con, 

Summery: Professor Steve finally explains what he really wants.

After much sleep and Professor taking extra good care of you, You were finally feeling much better, Your heavy eyelids slowly flutter open, the sunlight peeking through the curtains remembering everything that had happened you were kidnapped by professor Rogers, You sit up seeing him fast asleep, next to you on the bed, no shirt on Professor Rogers was fast asleep he didn’t look too bad for a professor, his chest toned, some hair on his chest,

You shake your head and slowly try to get out of bed not feeling so exhausted, You tip toe through the room, looking back at him he’s still asleep, 

You tiptoe out of the room, just as you were about to open the door two arms wrap around you trapping you, 

“I don’t think so doll.” He whispers in your ear, you can feel your heart hammering in you chest, 

“Where am I?” You ask quietly 

“My place, no one around for miles, sure it’s a bit far from the collage but it’s peaceful.” He says 

You feel his breath on your neck, 

“Why me?” You asked 

“You are perfect, Not like the other whore’s especially that room mate of yours.” He whispers 

“But your my professor, your your-” You say trying to find the right words, 

“Your mine now, only mine, you are perfect, besides you graduate soon.” He says his lips touch your neck and you stiffen 

“Relax doll I’m not going to hurt you.” He says,  his arms still snaked around you trapping your arms, 

“Please let me go, I won’t say anything.” You say trying to plea with him not sure what is happening 

He spins you around that you are facing him. 

“This is gonna happen doll weather you cooperate or not, If you don’t well lets just say I’ll have to make a call to your father on how you are getting such good grades.” He says smirking, 

You know exactly what he was implying 

“Or I could flunk your friend Jessica, so she could never get into a good collage again.” He says 

You were horrified your eyes widen, 

“But if you cooperate, I can treat you well.” He says his lips kissing the side of your neck, nipping at your skin. 

“We could have a great life together, you would never have to work. I could support you..” He says descending on your collar bone, 

“I know you have no experience in this field.” He says 

His hand slowly going up your shirt, 

“But I can show you, I know you had a boyfriend before.... But you never had sex before.” He says cupping your breast. 

“No boy could ever show you the things I could.” He says  you try to push him away but it does nothing, compared to his size it was like trying to move a house, 

“Once you graduate we are getting married.” He says 

Your eyes widen at the comment. 

You shake your head no, your thoughts spinning. too shocked to speak, 

He grips your chin, 

“Yes, you are.” He says glaring at you

“You see Doll I’ve been searching for someone like you for a long time, Someone who isn’t tainted, Who knows value, Virtue and knows how to listen, And you are it, You are my good girl.” He says smirking kissing you on the lips stealing your breath away

Backing you up against the door. 

Once he finally parted from you, He smiled down at you, 

“I used spring break as an opportunity to grab you.” He says 

“There are going to be rules, You break any there are going to be consequences.” He says 

“What kind?” You ask

“The punishment kind.” He says looking at you sternly

“Number one is you do as I say when I say it, Understood?” He asked 

You nodded he gripped your chin hard

“Words doll.” He says 

“Yes.” You say 

“Next is you ask my permission.” He says 

“Yes.” You say

“And final you never run.” He says as he glares 

“You run and you get punished.” He says 

“Yes.” You say nodding 

You knew you had to play into his sick game until you can get out of here, Spring break is two weeks so you had to escape. 

“Any questions doll?” He asked 

You slowly look up at him

“Can I go back to school?” You asked 

“Yes, but You have to behave, I’m not going to rob you of your education.” He says kissing you 

“Besides you graduate soon anyway.” He says smirking down at you gripping your hips. 

“Now are you hungry?” He asked 

“Yes.” You nod 

Survive. You thought

“Lets have some breakfast then.” He says taking your hand and leading you out of the room.

He led you down a narrow hallway and down a flight of stairs through a very spacious living room, and finally entering the enormous kitchen.

A large wooden island in the middle of the kitchen, with a few stools. a large farmers sink, a big mahogany table with six chairs, a stainless steel refrigerator. 

It was far too large for one person, why had he purchased such a large home if he lived alone you wondered, 

“Take a seat it won’t take me long.” He says as he grabs a few things out of the fridge, 

You quietly obey him, taking a seat at the island.

You watch as he cooks, not believing this was really happening, why you? 

Just survive. You repeated in your mind, 

You are brought out of your thoughts when he places a plate with an omelet in front of you with some fruit on the side, You look at the food, 

“Um, Thank you.” You whisper 

“Eat up.” He says smiling at you 

How the hell were you going to escape

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[sunnysideprincess]

Never turn myself down from indulging in possessive Steve

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[l0v3morales]

𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿

❁𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: 𝗧𝗼𝘅𝗶𝗰, 𝗣𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲, 𝗬𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗲, 𝗠𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗠𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀.

❁𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗘𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗵 𝟰𝟮 𝗠𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗠. 𝘅 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿.

❁𝗡𝗼𝘁𝗲: 𝗜'𝗺 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗯𝗮𝗯𝗹𝘆 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁𝘀 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗳𝗹𝗼𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗴.

Recently, you broke up with Miles after finding out he's the Prowler. It was all too much, you couldn't stay with him knowing he murders people. You know what his intentions were, after all he did only murder villains, but it was still wrong.

But that was a while ago, and right now you're on a date with this really nice, attractive, polite guy. Best part is, 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘳.

"Y/N, you're beautiful you know that?" Your date mutters, pulling you closer to him while tucking your hair behind your ear.

"Thank you, Marke." You mumble, hiding your face in his chest from embarrassment. Your heart feels like it's about to explode and your face feels hot.

"Y/N, be my girlfriend?" He pulls your chin up, forcing you to look at him.

You can't stop yourself from smiling really hard, your heart flutters at his question. "Of course!"

He cups your cheek, his thumb swiping over your lip, before kissing you.

𝗟𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁, 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝘆𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝘀𝗸𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝘂𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗽𝗼𝘁. You haven't been this happy in forever, you feel your heart race as you start to approach the place he asked you to meet him at.

Your eyes widen at the sight in front of you, your boyfriend covered in blood. The white roses he had in his hand for you, now painted in red. You feels your legs go weak, as you hug your boyfriend's lifeless body in your hands. Your tears turning into uncontrollable sobs, your heart drops and there's a horrible feeling in your stomach.

"𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂, 𝗺𝗶 𝗮𝗺𝗼𝗿?" You look up at the voice, Miles. He looks at you with love in his eyes, before he tries embracing you.

"Don't touch me! What the fuck is wrong with you? You're worse than I thought, I thought you at least only kill criminals!"

"But muñeca, he is a criminal. He tried to steal 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭."

"Fuck you, Miles."

"Already have. Now quit playin', ma. Please, I only do this because I love you."

"You fucking serious? Miles, you 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 people!"

"See that's the thing, I only murder criminals. I do it to protect you and my family. Y/N, please I just.. I can't loose another person." You know it's wrong, but you find yourself pitying him. He wouldn't do this if his dad never died, there's a sincere look of guilt on your face, before you slowly give into his embrace and hug him back.

"Mi amor, tell me you love me, please. 𝗧𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲." You don't know why, but you can't resist him. You still love him, that's probably why this is so much harder than it needs to be.

"I.. Miles, I can't."

"Please, hermosa."

"I-.. I love you, Miles, 𝗜'𝗺 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿."

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[lokisgoodgirl]

Competitive Advantage [Avenger!Loki x Fem. Reader x Thor] 18+

A link to my Masterlist is HERE  Summary: In the Avengers compound, Thor has turned his sights on you as his next conquest - but little does he know his brother harbours much a much deeper obsession. (w/c 4.5k) Warnings: 18+, minors please DNI! Language. Coercive behaviour. Smut. Thor is a bit of an arse. 

‘All I’ll say is that for a Mid-Guardian woman she is...enticing’

‘for a Mid-Guardian woman??’ Thor brought his fingers to his forehead in a frustrated crest, ‘brother I have travelled all nine realms and bedded many maidens and I can tell you, with Borr as my witness, that is the finest piece of arse I have laid eyes on north of Muspelheim…’ 

Loki brought his towel to his face, wiping away ribbons of sweat that fell from his forehead as his brother kept talking. A little too loudly, as usual.

The gym at the Avengers compound was busy this morning. Clattering of knives and batons could be heard sharply over the smack of limbs as heroes and agents sparred together. He and Thor sat on a bench at the side of the arena, arms reddened with combat each resting on their knees as they caught their breath. Well..as Loki caught his breath.

‘...I mean really, brother, how can you look at her and not want to ride her into battle like a valiant steed? Norns, have you seen her fight? She is a Valkyrie reborn. Perhaps she is...it would explain a lot. Her arse, for one thing-’

‘Would you shut up about her arse?’, Loki snapped, rolling his eyes. It was embarrassing really, how crude he could be.

Loki raised his gaze as his brother, blessedly, closed his mouth for two seconds.

There you were, strong legs straddled around Clint Barton as you pinned him to the ground – his knife out of reach, defenceless under your tight control. Loki shivered. His eyes roamed your body as you elevated yourself from the man below, the curve of your legs and the toned muscles which pressed against your leggings as you rose threatened a groan from his throat as he swam in the stolen voyeurism where he could worship you safely. You pressed your fists to Clint in post-spar tradition, your bare midriff glistening with sweat...how he wanted to lick it off from your navel all the way up to your perfect brea-

‘...Brother.’

‘What?’ Loki turned to Thor, eyes blazing, his question delivered with a low tone of menace that threatened to betray the lust simmering below.

‘I was asking if you wanted to go another round, but I suspect that there may be another partner you have in mind now…’, his meaty elbow nudged Loki’s ribs with the subtlety of a bulldozer.

‘Don’t be absurd. You’re the one that’s obsessed with her arse’.

‘Indeed, brother. Although I am obsessed with a lot more than her arse. Her INCREDIBLE bosom for examp-’

In a flash, Loki’s forearm was at Thor’s throat, pinning him against the wall as he choked on his words beneath him, his eyes burning into the squirming god caught off guard.

‘Guys, no family drama in the gym...come on’, you said loudly as you sauntered over to pick up your water bottle, the scene unfolding before you, ‘take it outside, or to Asgard...not here please’.

You looked on, pleased with yourself, as the dark-haired god released his brother. Thor looked to you with jovial amusement as he rubbed his neck, his gaze drawing up and down your body, a wicked promise in his eyes which remained behind his lips.

‘How are you today, Agent Y/N?’  Loki said calmly, his demeanour a stark contrast from only moments ago as he had his brother in a vice which would have killed an ordinary man.

‘I’m well, thank you’, you replied warmly. The Asgardian duo had always remained on an outside circle to you, where you only observed them from afar. Social interactions were taken in snatches where you could, for one of them in particular whose attention you craved though you would never betray it. You turned with a small wave as you made your way back over to Clint, who would definitely be taking no prisoners for round two, feeling the weight of the gaze of a pair of eyes over your body like the musk of sweat in the air. You hoped it was him.

‘I think it’s high time we had some new sport, what say you Loki?’, Thor turned to his brother as he said it, looping his long hair behind his ear revealing a devilish smile.

‘Go on?’

‘Well, it seems increasingly obvious to me that we both have our interests set on Agent Y/N, so why don’t we make it a little more interesting. What say you?’

‘Brother, you still haven’t actually said anything’, Loki rolled his eyes defiantly as his stomach churned.

‘A competition!’, he exclaimed cheerfully, ‘the first one to bed her, wins’.

‘Don’t be absurd.’

Thor’s laugh echoed around the gym as Loki began packing his weapons into a kit bag.

‘You’re right Loki, it is absurd. How could you triumph in such a contest when I have the clear competitive advantage…’

Loki’s hands stilled as he processed the jibe, every pulse of blood warning him not to rise to it and yet thrusting him on, ‘competitive advantage?’ he sneered, ‘please tell me you’re not talking about your reputation for jackhammering across the nine realms, collecting the riddled notches on your bedpost’.

A thick hand landed on Loki’s shoulder as he focused his attention on fastening the bag zipper, hoping Thor would simply disappear.

‘No brother, although I’m sure she is aware of my legendary status as a lover. No, I am referring to the fact that I am worthy’, he paused...waiting for a reaction, ‘for surely if I am worthy to lift Mjölnir then I am worthy to lift her legs around my waist’,

Loki’s head whipped round to meet his brother’s eyes, the mirth in Thor’s met with steel malice as he considered the proposition.

‘Fine’, Loki spat as he stood abruptly. He looked up at where you circled Clint, your fists raised, your hair coming undone from the morning’s efforts, your eyes focused on your target as your mind searched keenly for his weakest point, ‘consider your challenge accepted’.

_____

 The early afternoon sun blared through the glass in the empty compound kitchens as you counted spoons of protein powder that fell lacklustre into your sport bottle. Four, Five, Six

‘Thirsty, are we?’

You jumped, as the voice announced it’s owner behind you. You didn’t even have to look.

‘Hi Thor,’ you smiled as you spun the top on the bottle, ‘twice in one day, lucky me…’

‘Indeed, sweet Y/N. Lucky indeed. My, you do look ravishing today,’ you heard him inhale theatrically, ‘and pray what is that heavenly scent you’re wearing?’

You turned, taking in the bemusing sight before you as you stifled a laugh. He was leaning awkwardly against the refrigerator, his bulging arms crossed (was he flexing?) against the naked expanse of his chest, puffed out as he smirked. A pair of loose grey shorts hung low from his bare hips, revealing his taunt angular muscles as he looked at you keenly, awaiting your response.

‘I um...I haven’t actually showered yet since earlier so…’

‘Ah! Your natural scent, then. How delectable. My my, I can only imagine how good you must smell once you are well and truly dirty…’ his voice lowered as he stared you down, and you suddenly felt very underdressed...or overdressed...for whatever this was.

‘So what’s happening lately with the A-team?’, you cleared your throat, ‘have you guys got any big missions planned that you can tell me about?’ you began shaking your water bottle in your palm, dispersing the protein powder like you wanted to disperse with this conversation.

Silence rolled around you in the empty kitchen as you politely awaited his reply, realising far too late the association he was making with your provocative hand movements to what was tucked within those revealing shorts.

‘Agent Y/N, I must tell you something, ’ he strode across the kitchen, leaning one enormous, muscled arm against the cupboard over your head before you had a chance to think.

‘…I am...consumed...with thoughts of you. Your mortal body. Underneath my godly body. A union fit for the cosmos. Your perishable curves have pushed me to the edge of desire. We should be lovers. Allies...in fucking. Would you like that?’, a thin smile graced the corner of his mouth as his eyes bore down into you, willing you to concede. You couldn’t contain yourself.

Your hand shot up to your mouth as you began to laugh, the ridiculousness of the situation falling like a satellite from the sky. Confused, Thor took several steps back from you, checking behind him that no one had born witness to the scene.

‘I’m sorry’, you gasped between staggered breaths, ‘I just...’ and you collapsed in on yourself again, howling with painful laughter as he began to retreat.

‘This is ridiculous,’ he huffed as he made his way down the hall, spinning around in an attempt to extinguish the sounds of mirth which taunted him, ‘I am worthy...you know...’

__

Loki smirked as he heard your unmistakable peals of laughter ringing through the corridors, followed by his brother’s footsteps, heavy with rejection. Fool. How could he have thought that you would fall for the brash display of wanton brawn that he no doubt set out for you. But, Loki reminded himself, this all played to his advantage.

The truth was that Loki had been utterly infatuated with you for months, observing your patterns, interests and relationships around the compound as you went about your daily life as an Agent of Shield, his clandestine operation fuelling his fascination with you behind the curtain of apathy. All coolness played out towards you in daylight hours was made up for tenfold under cover of darkness, when his hands reached between his thighs for relief.

He had imagined you in boundless situations together, a collection of fictions in his mind that lived and breathed and sighed his name under the ministrations of his hands, his tongue, his cock, as desperate with need for him as he for you. In his fantasies, you would come to him by night, a pilgrimage to his rooms, where you would find the salvation you sought. He would absorb you, worshipping every part of you in the flesh as he did in his mind. Your honeyed words would drip out of you as he lapped at the font of your secret devotion for him, hidden all this time.

His thousand yard stare was broken by the sound of light footsteps approaching, right on time.

__

‘Loki!’ you exclaimed, ‘Jesus I can’t get rid of you two today...your brother isn’t here is he?’

You quickly checked your surroundings for any signs of your would-be suitor as Loki reclined casually on one of the large sofas within the common area of the compound, reading a book.

‘No, he is not’, he replied politely, ‘if he were, I would not be’.

Satisfied, you settled on the opposite sofa, setting your drink down on the table as you watched the infamous god of mischief thumbing over a page. An hour passed in peace as you closed your eyes, drinking in the sunlight streaming through the window, gloriously warming the surface of your skin.  

‘You look like a goddess’, Loki murmured quietly, his words breaking the lengthy silent sea, barely distilling through your meditative state.

‘Hmm?’ you questioned, the words he spoke not bridging the gap to your brain currently occupied by delicious warm restfulness.

‘I said, you look like a goddess’, every word was calligraphy in deep velvet tones. You opened your eyes, locking immediately with the man across from you, staring at you inquisitively.

‘The light’, he gestured, ‘it glows on your skin just so…like a goddess, I would know’, a smile reaching his eyes. That was new.

As much as you had tried to deny it initially, your feelings for Loki had not gone away as the days and months ticked on from his arrival at the compound. His aloofness only served to make you more determined to uncover what lay beneath those layers of cool cynicism...and leather, and tight gym clothes.

He was a high-risk recruit, and not one which you had not been cleared to over-socialise with...so you kept your distance. You watched as he warmed to those around him, as he became accustomed to life in this new world. You made a note of the books he had read and made sure to read them too. Just in case. He liked reading. He liked a lot of things. You hoped he liked you.

When your days were done, your fingers found your way between your thighs and Loki was the only thought in your mind. Oh, the things he had done to you. His fingers had traced every line on your body, explored every crevice for points of pleasure that brought you to ecstasy under his touch. He loved the way you wound his long curls in your hands as he pleasured you, his face buried inside you as he delved to your very core with his tongue. He had taken you in every position, in every available surface of your rooms as you called his name and he yours, his perfect face contorted with the overwhelming passion he felt for you in those moments as you were one.

‘Y/N?’, his soft voice broke your daydream as you came back to reality, ‘Yes.’ you replied, too quick to be believable that you had absolutely not been in another world where he was desperate for your touch.

‘I’m leaving now’, he said soothingly, ‘but I very much enjoyed your company...’

Your heart fluttered at his words, your body responding with a flush of hormones straight to your loins as he gazed down at you from above, his eyes an untameable sea of emotions you were unable to read as he touched your hand lightly and drew it fluidly to his lips, your fingertips ghosting the object of your desire as he pressed them against you, moist from where he had recently licked them.

‘I’ll see you l-later?’, you stuttered, it came out as a question although you had not meant it so. Or had you?

‘Perhaps’, he purred, ‘I am always at your service, Lady’. He lowered your hand, and with a curt bow he moved gracefully towards the exit.

___

You definitely needed that shower now. A cold one. It had been two hours since you finished sparring with Clint and you’d been awkwardly propositioned by one demi-god and given a primal hot flush by another, simply being his inimitable self. The door to your apartment clicked open and you headed straight to the bathroom, the promise of the cool stream of liquid pressure on your body calling you as you stripped from your tight clothes and stepped in to the tub.

Refreshed, you pottered around the apartment you called home at the compound, a thick white towel tucked around your frame as your damp hair brushed your shoulders, earlier events of the day feeling more like a dream with every moment that passed.

Knock Knock

You looked up from your laptop screen, confusion knitting your brow as you checked the time on your phone. You had nowhere to be, no emergency alerts from Fury. You made your way to the door, holding one hand to the towel concealing your modesty as it swung open before you.

Of course.

Thor leaned theatrically against your door-frame, one rippled arm extended above his head as he took up as much space as possible, looking down as his tousled blonde hair fell around his face. His eyes raised slowly to meet your stare of disbelief, ignorant to the effect his display was having on you.

��Like what you see?’ his voice rumbled, saturated with the same misplaced confidence as the kitchen encounter,

‘I like that you’re wearing a t-shirt now’, you quipped casually as you glanced past him to check for witnesses, Thor’s eyebrows furrowed as his smile turned to a pout processing your words.

His suspicious eyes travelled the lines of your body, naked only for the towel that encased you. Your bare face framed by your wet hair, traces of moisture still clinging to your collarbone as he stared at you hungrily, ‘Norns, you are Rán personified’, he mumbled lustily, ‘goddess of the sea...she had nine children, you know’, he winked.

You stared at him, arms folded, your voice not betraying the pounding of your heart beneath the Egyptian cotton.

‘You’re the second person to call me a goddess today’, you quipped, ‘so I must be doing something right’.

Thor’s arm slid from above him through his hair, curiosity flaring in his gaze, ‘the second?’ his eyes flickered towards the bicep now bulging to his side, willing your gaze to fall upon it in awe.

‘Y/N, I understand that my revelation earlier may have come as a shock to your mortal mind...it is not every day that a figure of legend expresses his wish to bed you and so I am willing to offer you another opportunity…’ he trailed off as his thick hands found their way to his hips pointing towards where his, surely enormous, cock sat concealed, squarely posturing his triangular frame in your field of vision. Impossible to ignore.

‘To fuck you?’, you stated. This was becoming too much and your patience was wearing thin.

‘I wouldn’t have put it quite like that but, yes, if you wish…’, his eyebrows raised as a smug smile danced at his lips.

You cleared your throat, ‘as flattered as I am, son of Odin, I have to decline your offer’ you spoke purposefully, watching the muscles in his face morph from expectation to bemusement with each syllable passing your lips.

‘Y/N I don’t think you understand the honour I am bestowing upon you-’

Without another word, you closed the door.

This was bad. You paced the floor as you pondered your limited options, willing that your pursuer had the sense to leave the situation as it stood. Blessedly, no further protests came from beyond the door that separated you from him, as thoughts of Loki raced through your mind, unbidden.

Surely, he would be able to call his brother off? They were not the closest of kin but his word would likely hold more weight, and believability, than yours. Your mind flashed back to the scene of Loki with his muscled forearm pinning Thor against the wall this very morning, your pussy clenching as you remembered the fire in his eyes in response to the unknown misdemeanour his brother had inflicted. Loki’s words earlier today floated through your memories like pollen, ‘I am always at your service, Lady’, his well-timed promise the final nail in your resolve.

You pressed your ear against the door, satisfying yourself that you could open it without another unwelcome encounter. Hurriedly you scampered down the hall, your bare feet cool against the linoleum floor as you made your way to the apartment you had only fantasised about as you passed it each morning. You knocked gingerly at the door, praying that he was inside.

The door opened almost immediately, revealing the god of mischief looking at you with a perplexed amusement on his angled features. His gaze drew down your body briefly as he straightened, his eyes quickly returning to yours, ‘you are aware that you are wearing only a towel, Agent?’

Oh god.

‘I’m sorry,’ you stuttered, embarrassment soaking through your consciousness like liquor, ‘I needed to see you, I forgot…’, you trailed off as he ushered you inside his rooms, the mischievous glint in his eyes now laced with concern.

‘Tell me’, he stated regally as you paced the floor, not knowing how to begin.

You recounted your meetings with Thor that day to him, as he ran his hands through his hair concealing a smile.

‘I don’t think it’s that funny, actually’, you huffed as his grin finally broke across his face, ‘he’s after me like a horny dog...it’s Thor...what the hell am I supposed to do?’

Loki crossed his arms, resting one long finger on his chin as he pondered your words, ‘have you considered conceding to his request?’ he asked, smoulderingly, ‘you may enjoy it’.

You rolled your eyes as you absorbed his words, how foolish you were to have thought he could help. That he would help. He didn’t care about you, they were as bad as each other. Your heart dropped at the revelation, the object of your desire unknowingly pushing you into the arms of his brother. His rival. You seethed.

‘I can categorically tell you I would not enjoy it. You of all people should understand that…’ you drew yourself up to full height, stoically tightening the fit of your towel as you held your head high, ready to make your defiant exit.

‘Y/N…’ his voice cooed gently, ‘sit down’, he patted the sofa next to where he had planted himself during your display of resolve. You eyed him suspiciously as he gazed at you, no trace of haughtiness in his eyes now.

‘Please?’, he murmured. Your resolve melted.

Cautiously you sat on the opposite side of the sofa to the handsomest man you had ever seen in your life, the one whose voice made you wet with desire, the luxe furnishings he had conjured for himself a stark contrast to the ridiculousness of your appearance. You felt the luxurious fabric beneath you graze against your wetness as you settled, the length of your towel not conducive to the new position you found yourself in. Lord, you hoped you wouldn’t leave a mark.

He cleared his throat.

‘Y/N, my brother is an arrogant oaf, that you know I am sure’, you nodded at his words, ‘however there is another reason for his particularly boorish behaviour today, for which I apologise for my part in it…’

‘Go on…’ your heart quickened, a fizz of anticipation building in your stomach as he spoke.

‘This morning my brother revealed his...intentions...to me regarding you. In his mind, it became a competition of sorts between us, one which he was confident that he would emerge victorious, and I fear my actions only spurred him on...’, Loki looked up at you from hooded eyes, unspoken words clouding them as you drank in his gaze.

‘A competition?’ you repeated...the connotations ticking through your mind,

‘Yes, Y/N, and for that I am sorry...you do not deserve to be treated as such’, his lowered voice tinged with reverence made your pussy throb with need.  

Words formed on your lips before you had a chance to vet them, dripping out of you like the wetness forming on your intimate folds, ‘but...you didn’t compete’, you turned to him – noting his pupils that were widened as he leant towards you, the space between you shortening as you felt your breath become heavy.

‘Didn’t I?’ he purred darkly, ‘...you’re here aren’t you?’

Your head spun. You could feel your hips beginning to squirm minutely beneath you as your pussy keened for attention, the weight of his words only adding to the melody of his breath in your ear, thick with innuendo you wanted to rut yourself upon.

‘Loki, I have to tell you something…’ you started, turning to him as he closed the space between you. His lips moulded to yours as he encased your cheek in one of his slender hands, the other making its way to your waist as you gasped into his kiss. His tongue breached your mouth with ease, twisting around yours with needful passion held back by careful restraint as he measured your response.

He withdrew, his eyes fluttering open to assess the situation. Your eyes were closed, a dreamlike expression on your face as you registered the absence of his touch, a slight frown ghosting across your forehead.

‘Y/N…’ he whispered seductively as you opened your eyes, ‘I too wish to bed you, but for reasons quite different from my brother’, he re-considered his words... ‘somewhat...different to my brother..’

You looked at him with disbelief, was this happening? Were you about to wake up alone, a hot, sweat-ridden mess tangled in your sheets?

‘I have admired you from afar for many months, although I admit it was the gauntlet thrown down by Thor this morning that spurred on my resolve to test your feelings for me, to see if there was a chance that you could feel the same…’, his fingers traced up your thigh as he said it, his light touch making you shiver as you slid your legs wider apart, involuntarily, 

‘...and from your actions just now, it seems I may have arisen victorious from our little bet…’, his eyes flashed as he crashed into you, pressing you to the sofa as his lips ravaged you with finesse.

You moaned wantonly as he moved his attention to your neck, sucking the delicate exposed skin to mark you as his prize, the cock you had dreamed of so vividly in your fantasies hardening against your naked thigh through his sweatpants. One of his hands slid down your chest, pulling your towel aside as it went, gracefully sliding down your body. 

Two fingers brushed through your folds, your desire evident as his eyes lit up at the feeling, ‘darling you are absolutely soaking,’ he moaned in your ear, his hot breath igniting every nerve in your body, ‘...so wet for me and I’ve barely touched you’, you groaned as his fingers slid inside you – gasping as they curled against your clenching walls, ready for everything he had to give you.

‘I’ve thought about this a lot, Loki’, you sighed against him as he manipulated your body to his will, your senses coming undone as reality fell away around you, ‘I’ve felt the same way about you...all this time--’, a low moan escaped you as he began to thumb your clit in slow circles, observing the woman he worshipped beneath him, writhing under his touch – finally.

‘Mmm,’ Loki murmured as his seidr glowed, his clothes disappearing in a shimmer of green as your eyes widened at the sight of his chiselled body coming into view, his long cock pressing against your skin tantalisingly as your hips keening into his fingers massaged it against your naked thigh with every thrust, 

‘well then,’ he growled, the lust in his voice breaking as he lowered his face between your legs, ‘it seems it was I who had the competitive advantage after all...’

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Link to Competitive Advantage [Part 2] (I mean c’mon we can’t just leave it there can we? no.)

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@ravenwings73

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#loki x reader #loki x female reader #loki x yn #loki x reader angst #loki x reader smut #loki x reader x thor #possessive loki #hot loki #loki fanfic #loki fanfiction #loki headcanon #loki imagine #loki x reader fluff #Loki Laufeyson #loki laufeyson x reader #loki laufeyson x y/n #loki laufeyson x you #loki laufeyson x female reader #avenger loki #loki of asgard #saturday smut

[monsterfucker-showdown]

Top 3 get in!

#monsterfucker showdown #polls #marvel #venom #juggernaut #Deadpool 2 #Maximus lobo #x men #carnage #marvel comics #spot across the spiderverse #across the spiderverse #venom possessed Thor #avengers assemble #surtur #thor ragnarok

[askatrigenderlgbt]

Tony: Really, Steve?

Steve: *Holding Tony close* Mine

Tony: I know but I need you to let go now, please?

Steve:*Hugs tighter* No, mine.

Tony: Steve, I love you but- Ehh! *Trying to push away*

Steve: *Not even budging* Mine

Tony: Ehh!

Steve: Mine

Tony: Ehh!!

Steve:*Kisses Tony* Mine

Tony: *Flustered* God damnit...

Tony: *Hides his face* Love you too, Steve.

Steve:*Happy noises*

Bonus~~~

Clint:*Flirts with Tony*

Tony:*blushing but flirting back*

Steve:*Walks behind Clint* Clint

Clint:*Freezes in terror*

Steve: If you don't back away from my boyfriend, you'll wish you could die by your neck snapping in two.

Clint:*Pale white* Yep I'll just be e-else where, later! *Fucking booking it out*

Tony:*Embarrassed and slightly terrified* Steve was that really necessary? It was just Clint being Clint.

Steve: * Growls* No it wasn't. He was flirting with you Tony!

Tony: *Sighs* Me and Clint always flirt with each other, we kinda have a bromance thing...

Steve:...So he's ours then?

Tony:...

Tony:*Yells* Clint get back here! Me and Steve want trash panda cuddles!

If anyone wants to, please feel free to make this a fanfiction! I would read that story with glee!!!

#marvel #fanfiction #tony stark #prompt #steve rogers #stony #adorable #possessive #possessive behavior #protective #protective steve rogers #ironhawk #clint barton #captain haw #hawksheild #amerihawk #poly avengers #polyvengers

[slashernipples]

In me heart, Killer Frequency has like, 8 movies, 2 failed reboots, and a tv miniseries.

#the second movie sees henry tryign to somewhat adjust af6er marie stepped off whistling point. #He pulls an axel and ends up killing a buncha cops and shit to avenge marie #movie 3 sees marie return a la ft13 part 6. its very sexy. they go on a murder spree again and marie walks off into the mosty woods #while henry ia shot and left for dead. #movie 4 is full of red herrings and a mysterious figure turns out to be henry after he survived the shot. the duo reunite #movie 5 is the copycat killer thay is ultimately offed by marie and henry. henry is killed for real. undead marie is distraught #she goes on a rampage and gets exploded. the town thinks its all finally over #but henrys hand rises from a shallow grave in a post credits scene #movie 6 henry rolls up to exact revenge for his mom AGAIN this is probably where some of the kills have a sense of humour to them #movie 7 is the obligatory Whistling Man In Space movie. henry has been played by a wwe wrestler since movie 6 #he shows.significant decay but turns out the alien nonsense suddenly made him powerful and idk brings back marie Again probably. #movie 8 was the crossover event slasher royale movie. marie and henry have an upper hand and emerge victorious. #the first reboot attempted to be super gritty and replaces forrest and peggy with college students with a campus radio program. #it was terribly received. #the second reboot attempted to place the focus on henry and made him the main murderer while saying he was possessed by a demon #this was one is widely considered to be the worst in the franchise. #the miniseries is a retelling of the original and is faithful to the source #its well appreciated for it even if critics said it was unimaginitive. the fans liked it bc it was clearly made for the fans. #why the FUCK have I put all these in the notes. #killer frequency #send help im so brain dill about this

[m4gp13]

#pjo #percy jackson #luke castellan #ethan nakamura #alabaster c torrington #alabaster torrington #perpetual third wheel #but imagine watching your crush turn into a tree #turn back into a person years later #only to kick you off a cliff #and talk about how you're not the person she knew all those years ago #and then you get possessed by the titan that said he was going to help you avenge that very girl #only to sit as a passenger in your own body #watching passively #as the two dumbasses you used to babysit have a whirlwind romance #Right The Fuck In Front Of You #props to luke to making it that long before poking his achilles heel #couldn't have been me #Q

[lesbiansanemi]

Ripping apart everyone whose response to “I want more and better women in shounen” is “just watch shoujo” biting and maiming and killing

#you don’t GET IT !!!!!!! #like shoujo is fine it’s good it exist #however. when I said. I want shounen with women #I mean I want female characters who ACT LIKE and have similar plot beats to SHOUNEN CHARACTERS #maybe YOU want to watch a girl in a big frilly dress shoot rainbows #or watch a slice of life lady fall in love #I want a girl to look desperately for her DEADBEAT MOM #and be possessed by an EVIL DEMON for her to ANGST OVER #and have an EDGELORD BEST FRIEND who is DOWN FOR MURDER #and for all the girls to have MAGICAL POWERS CENTRIC ON PUNCHING #I want the girls to all be EMOTIONALLY STUNTED #and have a DEAD DAD to ANGST OVER #the solution to ‘I want girl shounen’ is not ‘go watch shoujo’ #that’s the equivalent of me saying I want girl avengers and you saying ‘just go watch Gilmore girls it has girls in it !!!!!’ #these are not COMPARABLE THINGS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #kaz rambles

[steveandnatlover76]

Steve: And there she was swinging into action on her Widow‘s line! Landing in her famous Black Widow pose! Taking on five Hydra agents at once. Kicking, karate chopping - they didn’t stand a chance. That‘s when I knew I wanted her to be my wife.

Audience: Awwww…

Natasha: My husband gets quite excited telling this story.

Steve: Yes!! Grrr!! I thought this gorgeous woman, I just got to make her mine!

Natasha *chuckling*: And possessive!

#romanogers #black widow #captain america #natasha romanoff #steve rogers #possessive steve rogers #fiery natasha romanoff #passion #domestic avengers #the avengers #my otp

[youngavengerscameos]

Screenshots of Cassie and a smattering of v1 and v2 Young Avengers from the animated promo video Top Pym-Powered Heroes! (twitter link and youtube link)

#young avengers #cassie lang #alas I cannot make gifs but hopefully someone who does possess those powers does eventually #america chavez #david alleyne #kate bishop #teddy altman #billy kaplan #i can't tell for sure if that's noh or tommy but it looks more like noh #place holder everyone tag #source: promos

[huffelpuff210]

Taken Care of Part 2 Soft Dark Steve Rogers x Soft Dark Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warning: Mentions of depression, Loss of a child, Dark themes, Forced marriage, forced relationship, forced pregnancy, baby trapping, age gap, Non, Con, Manipulation, Grooming, 

After much yelling and crying at the two super soliders to leave, you are now sandwiched between them in bed, this was not uncommon especially when you had to go with them on a mission to decrypt something when Tony wasn’t available, Natasha always called them your guard dogs, 

They were both fast asleep, You were wide awake, not able to sleep, 

You can’t remember the last time you slept. Your back was pressed against Steve’s chest while Bucky’s arm is over your hip, 

You sighed slowly peeling Bucky’s arm off you, You crawl out of bed quietly, tip toeing out of the room, You just didn’t have the heart to wake the two. 

You make your way to the kitchen, passing the nursery, slowly opening the door, the room was decorated with blue walls, a white crib, a mobile with wales on it, a blue nursing chair, a gray dresser and changing table, 

You place your hand over your mouth, tears welling up your eyes closing the door before you had another shut down, you walk towards the bathroom popping a few pills, they were depression pills it was bad enough to lose your child but having post part-om depression is the worst of it, because you don’t even get to hold your child, You grip the edge of the sink feeling like you couldn’t breath, You were having a panic attack

You couldn’t breath you felt like someone was cutting off your oxygen, You slide down the wall trying to catch your breath, you felt like someone was choking you, this was always happening, 

suddenly you felt and arm around you, 

“Shh, Kitten breathe..” He says

You hear Bucky’s voice 

“Deep breaths, in and out.” He says his hand rubbing your arm, 

“You don’t have to be here.” you say, 

“of course we do.” Steve walks in, 

They pull you to your feet, 

“You are suffering and we are not just going to stand by.” Steve says 

He rubs his hands up and down your arms.

Bucky was now behind you his lips on your neck, 

You try to push them away, but they are strong, and won’t budge, 

“W-What are you-” You say your hands against Steve’s chest. 

“We’re gonna make you happy.” Bucky says 

“W-Wait we’re friends.” You say in a panic

“Yes we are, and we’re done waiting for you to realize you are perfect for us.” Steve says 

You cannot believe what they were saying, 

“You have been broken enough by losers, Let us show you what a real man is, not one who abandons you when you get knocked up, Not one who makes you lose a child because of stress, no, no, A man supports his girl.” Bucky says as his lips trail down your neck from behind, his hands firmly on your hips, Steve on the other hand has his hand roaming up the inside of your tank top, 

“A man loves her no matter what.” Steve says kissing the other side of your neck, You try not to give into them, but it almost felt as if your senses were coming to life. 

“W-Wait..” You try to speak but a moan escapes your lips as Steve’s hand twists your breast, 

Steve’s lips capture yours in a possessive kiss, it felt as if he was sucking the air out of your lungs, Your hands still on Steve’s chest suddenly fist his shirt as he kisses you harder while Bucky is still attacking your neck, 

Bucky’s hand slips inside your pajama pants and past your panties, slipping past your wet folds, 

“God she’s wet Steve.” Bucky whispers nipping at your earlobe 

Steve finally releasing you from the possessive kiss, smiles down at you, 

“You will never have to worry about pain again, or loss we will take care you doll.” Steve says as he has your chin in his grip, 

“But-” You began, 

“It wasn’t a request kitten, you are ours now, no exceptions, we have waited for far too long.” Bucky says as his fingers pump in and out of you causing you to lose whatever argument you had as your head is thrown back into Bucky’s shoulder, the pleasure coursing through you,

And you feel the wave of pleasure come crashing down on you as you Cum hard, Bucky pulls his fingers out of you bringing them to his lips, 

“Mmm, you taste better than I imagined kitten.” He says 

“I can’t wait any longer,” Steve says scooping you up in his arms taking you back to your bedroom, laying you on your bed, hovering over you, 

“Take your shirt off now.” He says in a commanding voice you look over at Bucky  who just smiles and nods at you telling you to do as you are told, 

You shakily take your tank top off revealing your black laced bra

Steve’s hand slowly roaming from your stomach to your breasts, 

“Mmm, just as beautiful as I imagined.” He says in a low voice, 

“Are you ready to please your husbands?” He asks, 

“But your not my-” You began, 

He cuts you off by placing his index finger on your lips, 

“Not yet but soon enough.” He says kissing your belly, and making his way up, 

“We’ll take care of you.” He says 

He quickly unclasps your bra throwing it on the floor, 

You try to push him away, 

“S-Stop.” You say 

Steve quickly pins your hands by each side of your head, 

“We are not going to stop, you are ours now kitten.” Bucky says you feel him pull your Pajama pants off along with your panties, The bikini cut from your C-Section now a scar, knowing they see it, 

You turn your head trying to hold your tears, 

“Don’t worry doll, you are beautiful.” Steve kisses the side of your neck before, wrapping his mouth around your breast you bite your lip trying not to egg them on, 

And suddenly you can feel Bucky between your legs, His talented tongue enter your folds, you arch your back, squeezing Steve’s laced fingers, 

“That loser never made you feel this good did he?” Steve asked his blue eyes shimmering in the moonlight, 

You didn’t understand what was happening, they never behaved like this before, Suddenly you felt two fingers enter you and you arched your back letting out a gasp, 

“That’s it kitten give in.” Bucky says 

“N-No, Stop,” You gasp

“Really? Because you body says differently.” Steve says with a chuckle, 

Suddenly you feel the pressure it was all becoming too much, between, Bucky’s tongue and fingers, and Steve’s mouth on your breast, you felt yourself losing control, you could feel yourself clamp around Bucky’s fingers, 

“That’s it Kitten, cum for us.” Bucky says and suddenly you feel yourself cum hard, you let out a loud moan, 

“Mmm, I enjoyed that kitten,” Bucky says 

smirking from between your legs, Steve still had your hands pinned beside your head you see Bucky get up and quickly undress, it wasn’t a secret that both soliders had magnificent bodies, 

Steve lets go of your hands, to undress you try to get up to make a run for it But Bucky was already restraining you, 

“No running kitten we are just getting started.” Bucky says as he has you pinned, 

“You ready?” He says 

You shake your head no you didn’t want this, Bucky grabs both of your thighs lining himself up and slowly pushing himself in, You gasp at the intrusion, He was bigger than anything you’ve had before, thicker, he kept inching himself in, until he bottomed out, You didn’t realize you were holding your breath until Steve was kneeling beside you, 

“Breathe doll.” Steve says petting your head, 

You do as he says, 

“How does she feel?” Steve asks, 

“God, Fucking amazing, she so damn tight.” Bucky grunts, 

Bucky pulls almost out completely and slams back into you causing you to let out a loud moan, arching your back at how rough he was being, 

His hands squeezing your thighs knowing you were going to have bruises, Bucky continued his rough and fast pace, grunting and groaning as he continued to slam into you, You could see Steve, Pumping himself with his hand watching the scene, You couldn’t believe this was happening they were your best friends, and now they were doing this to you, 

“God, I can’t wait to see you full with our children.” Bucky grunted, 

This caused you to freeze, Shaking your head no, 

“No, Please.” You say trying to get him off of you, but he pinned you to the bed by your throat, 

“Yes, you are perfect for us.” Steve grunts still pumping himself, 

“We will take care of you and the children,” Bucky says grunting, 

You can feel the pressure building, squeezing him tightly, 

“That’s it kitten Cum for me.” He says continuing his hard and fast brutal pace, And you feel yourself Cum hard again, arching your back as you let out a loud, Moan, 

A few hard and fast thrusts and You feel Bucky Cum inside of you, feeling the tears welling up in your eyes, He pulls out of you and you are about to get up when You are flipped on your Stomach, And Steve has you by the hips, 

“My turn.” He says his voice almost feral

#dark avengers #mcu smut #dark marvel #soft dark bucky barnes #soft dark steve rogers #soft dark fic #steve rogers imagine #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers fic #steve rogers fanfiction #dark steve x smut reader #bucky x reader #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes fanfiction #avengers fic #obsessive bucky barnes #obsessive steve rogers #protective bucky barnes #possessive bucky barnes #possessive steve rogers

[sunnysideprincess]

Asgardian mead, a sleeping genius and two drunk super soldiers.

#possessive steve rogers #possessive bucky barnes #possessive super soldiers #stuckony #stevetony #buckytony #buckytonysteve #winteriron #steve rogers #stony #tony stark #bucky barnes #avengers #mcu #digital fanart #deb does art

[monsterfucker-showdown]

Bracket G Round 1 Matchup 4

May the most fuck worthy monster win!

#monsterfucker showdown #polls #venom possessed thor #avengers assemble #frankensteins creature #mary shelley