#thebluemage writes

[thebluemage]

Marking What’s His

Pairing | Doctor!Steve Kemp x female reader

Warning | Explicit sexual content, 18+, smut, possessiveness, fingering (f receiving), established relationship with Doctor!Steve and girlfriend!patient reader, doctor/girlfriend!patient dynamic, orgasm control, edging, bondage, overstimulation, use of pet names (Bunny), light choking, biting kink, use of sex toys, aftercare, Steve Kemp (he’s a warning on his own!)

Summary | Steve doesn’t like it when another man touches you, and he shows you what happens.

Word Count | 2650

A/N | I’m perpetually horny because of writing this. I couldn’t help myself! Beta’d by the amazing @christine-the-soprano-31​, but all mistakes are my own. Banner & divider made by @vase-of-lilies. If y’all enjoy it, leave some feedback, comment and reblog. I’d really appreciate it!! 💗

Masterlist

Steve had given you free reign of the house, and tonight, he’d invited you to come to a charity event with him for work. He introduced you to many of his colleagues. One of them was a young, well skilled surgeon, and you guessed that he took a liking to you because he’d made some small talk while patting your shoulder every now and then. Steve noticed it immediately and shot a pointed look in your direction, his eyes not leaving you for the rest of the night. The event was lovely and beautiful otherwise, until you and Steve went out to the car; that’s when the arguing began.

You burst in through the front door angry and agitated. Steve had been glaring at you all evening, ever since that colleague had approached you and made small talk with you.

“For the last time Steve. He was just friendly to me. And you should know that, because he’s your fucking colleague!” You yell at him.

“I don’t fucking care if he’s my colleague. He was flirting with you!” He accuses.

“God, can you stop insinuating things for just one second and listen—”

Steve cuts your words off as he approaches you and collides his mouth into yours very hard. You gasp out a breath before you’re putty in his hands. A delighted whimper slips from your lips and you attach your hands around his neck. He grabs your jaw firmly and authoritatively to make you look at him.

“No baby, you listen to me. I know what he’s like, and he was constantly eyeing you and giving you looks. And I should fire him for it.” He says sternly, fury eminent in his voice.

“Why are you mad at me, then?” You ask, discombobulated.

“Because you let it happen.” He says through gritted teeth, his jaw clenched as his eyes turn darker with every word.

Your eyes go wide at his statement.

“What? That’s unfair!”

He grabs you by the throat and squeezes his fingers around you, his thumb grazing along as he drags you up against the wall, trapping you against it.

“Maybe if I punish you, it’ll help you remember who you belong to next time, darling.” He grunts while his other hand roams along your body. He quickly finds your dampening panties and rubs at them slowly. You sigh out a prolonged mewl.

“Such a needy little Bunny, aren’t you?” His voice is laced in sultriness as he licks a stripe from your throat to your cheek and nibbles on your jaw.

“Basement. Now. Enter my lab, and wait for further instructions.” He orders when he lets you go. You avert your eyes to the floor as you obey his orders and walk down the stairs to the basement. 

You open the door to his lab, the familiar odor entering your nostrils as soon as you step through the threshold. You look around the room; it seems that nothing has changed, as if it was only yesterday when you first found yourself here. Echoes of footsteps follow down the stairs, you turn around to see Steve in scrubs, a stethoscope hanging loosely around his neck. You already know what this is going to be. 

“Lay on the exam table for me, my patient,” he commands you. His tone of voice is firm and contained, leaving you breathless. You swallow the lump in your throat and obediently follow his orders once again. You lay yourself on the table, your demeanor calm and collected. You already know how the procedure goes. He looks down at you with a broad smile.

“Good girl. First, I’m going to give you a checkup and then we’ll get to work,” he explains as he puts the stethoscope in his ears. He presses the diaphragm to your chest, listening to your heart. 

He sighs lovingly, his face merely inches away from yours, looking at you as though he is completely entranced by the melody of your heart; by the unique melody of your body. 

“If you could only hear how pretty your heart sounds. Here, listen to it,” he murmurs as he takes the buds out of his ears and puts them in yours. He puts the diaphragm in your hand and places his hand over yours, guiding it around your chest. You hear the sound of your steady heart, producing a rhythmic and composed tone.

“It’s beautiful, and therefore, you are beautiful.” He takes the stethoscope from you, and you suddenly find yourself lost in his cerulean gaze, his face still inches from yours. He smiles contentendly and continues his routine, distancing himself again.

“Alright, everything is perfect. My Bunny is nice and healthy. Now, you already know how this works. Go ahead and undress yourself,” Steve instructs. 

“Yes, Steve.” You reply softly, giving him a bashful smile. He gives you a gown to put on and you go behind the partition and quickly change into it. You come back to him as he beckons you to his exam table again. Everything is in place for him to begin as you lie back down. 

“Since this is a punishment, I have to restrict you from any movements,” he says before grabbing your ankles and pulling until your hips are at the edge of the table. He straps your legs and thighs into the stirrups, already exposing your throbbing pussy to the icy air of the lab. Next, he moves to strap your wrists above your head.

“Bunny, do you recall how many times he touched you?” His broad frame hovers above you, as you look up at him in anticipation.

“Uhhh…5 times, maybe?” You say, trying to recount thoughtfully.

His eyes darken at your words. 

“You’re getting edged 5 times,” he affirms, his tone like ice. “Now, give me a random number.”

“8.”

“Great, I’m going to edge you 5 times, and I’m going to bite into you 8 times and let you come 8 times. You think you can handle that, Bunny?” He asks you assuringly, talking to you as though you’re a patient at his practice.

“I–I think I can,” you say with a little uncertainty.“Hmm, of course you can,” he says, while he smiles and softly tucks a lone strand of hair behind your ear.

You look at him as he rolls the cart to his side and picks up a scalpel from the tray. 

“Let me see what you’ve got here, my little bunny. There’s no need to be shy over it, you’re safe here with me,” he says. He cuts all the way through the gown, leaving you completely bare. He slowly lingers the blade just above the surface, tracing intricate patterns along your smooth skin. Your skin prickles and your breath hitches in your throat.

“It’s time,” he announces. He puts the scalpel back on the cart and instead picks up a magic wand, turning it on to the lowest setting. He trails the vibrator along your nipples until they perk up and then travels lower, until he settles it between your thighs.

“No! Please!” you whine out. Tears run down your face as you feel your near orgasm ebbing away again.

“Shh, shh. You’re doing so great, my sweet patient,” he coos tenderly while leaving soft kisses along your thighs.

“Please, Doctor. I–I need to come! I need it. I-I crave it! Aah!” you plead, completely out of breath. 

“But you sound too angelic for me to end it so soon,” he teases.

“Please, please, please. I’d do anything you ask of me. Fuck! Anything!” you beg rapidly. You’re tugging against the restraints holding you in place.

“Huh, anything I ask of you?” he confirms. You give a desperate nod.  

“Well, you’re in luck because I’m asking you to cum for me.” He places the magic wand right to your core and switches it to the highest setting.

“Oh, Aah! Fuck!” You squeal when you feel the intense vibrations. You buck your hips upward, chasing the reverberation that sets your soul on fire.

“You know, maybe I should mark you. You always look so pretty when I mark you up. so everyone knows that you’re mine, all mine,” he muses. He lowers himself so his lips are at your neck, and you can feel his hot breath near the shell of your ear.

“I need you to say it, Bunny. Say that you want me to bite you,” he whispers seductively in your ear.

“Pl-please Steve, I need you to bite me!” you beg, your voice on the verge of an orgasm.

“Good girl,” he praises. He brings his lips to the crook of your neck and bites into you, leaving you with a red, lingering bite mark.

You let out a breathless moan, feeling delirious in the midst of this ongoing ecstasy. You arch your back from the table and your body begins to stutter as you sense another orgasm coming.

“You’re so gorgeous when you writhe like that, but I want to bet you’re even more marvelous when you come, so cum for me.”

“Shit! Yes, yes, yes! Oooohh!” you wail out as you feel pulses of bliss rushing through your body, enrapturing you completely. Your wetness drips out to your thighs.

“Yes, just like that, beautiful. I love it when you lose control like that bunny,” Steve asserts. He caresses your face as he puts the magic wand on the cart.

You breathe heavily, feeling yourself coming down from your salacious high. You close your eyes for a few moments and open them again when you feel the cold diaphragm of a stethoscope on your chest. 

“I hear your heart thundering, but the storm isn’t over yet, my love,” he says while looking at you with depraved eyes. “I’m doing this research for your pleasure, and only yours. Your body fascinates me like no other has. You know that, right?” he asks, his voice demanding confirmation. 

“Yes, of course I know that, Steve. I–” You get cut off when you feel Steve’s mouth around one of your nipples. He runs his tongue along its tip while still listening to your heart. You gasp a hitched breath, quivering with excitement.

“Captivating, just captivating,” he mumbles, utterly fixated on your body. He puts the stethoscope away and begins to fondle your other breast. A snivel slips from your mouth while your body releases another gush of slick, wetting your core even more. Steve proceeds to bite into your chest, leaving a red bite mark under your collarbone and making you hiss with unparalleled hunger from deep within you. His hands roam all over your body, enrapturing you in comfort and warmth while coaxing another orgasm from you. 

He lowers down until his head reaches your core and greedily licks long and lasting trails around it. He flicks on your clit multiple times before he sucks at it hard. You can only whimper against his never ending onslaught.

“You’re so wet, my sweet patient. I’m taking such good care of you. Now, be a good girl and cum for me again,” he commands. You feel his teeth bite into your thigh and soothe it with licks. Your face contorts as you feel another wave of gratifying bliss surrounding you. You weep out another luscious whine when you feel his fingers entering your cunt.

“You can do one more, can’t you bunny?” he says with a wicked smirk. “Come on, sweetheart. You can do this, just one more.” He gives an encouraging hum.

“I– It’s a lot. Too much!” you answer. Words tumble incoherently out of your mouth. Your whole body glistens and shudders with excessive delight.

“I know, I know. You’re taking it so well, and you can do this. I know what your body is capable of. And I’m here to help you through this. Maybe this will take you over the edge,” he says. He bites against your thighs twice.

The coil in your gut snaps as a legion of shock waves travels through your body. You scream in utter satisfaction. Your back arches high off the table while your body convulses uncontrollably. Only when you collapse against the table does your body finally go still, Heavy breaths echo through the lab and you close your eyes to rest for a bit. You feel warm hands releasing you from your restraints, and those same warm hands caress you gently.

“Do you feel any pain?” You hear the focus in Steve’s voice as he moves your exhausted frame so that you’re sitting up on the table. You lean heavily against him, using his body to hold yourself up.

“No. I–I just feel a little sore,” you answer back, exhausted.

“It took a toll on you, didn’t it? Come here.” He pulls you into his arms and embraces you into a soothing hug. You always feel safe and secure in his arms. As if nothing could ever hurt you when you’re enveloped in them. His arms are your safe place.

“I just wanted to prove myself to you, because I didn’t want to disappoint you.”

“What are you talking about? You could never disappoint me, Bunny. Your body takes what it can take, and if you feel like you can’t, don’t hesitate to use your safeword. All I ever want is for you to be comfortable and safe. I want you to enjoy yourself when I’m doing my research.” He cradles your face between his big hands and strokes your face delicately.

“You did so well for me, my sweet patient. I’m so proud of you,” he declares. He pressed a lingering kiss to your forehead before carrying you out of the lab, through the hallway, and all the way to the bedroom.

He lays you down on the soft bed and goes to the bathroom to grab a wet cloth to clean you up. He moves the cloth as gently as he can over your body, kneading your muscles underneath and making you relax instantly.

“How are you feeling right now?” he asks.

“Better, at least I’m not sore anymore,” you reply.

“Here, let me massage you,” he says while kneading your muscles expertly. 

“Thank you, Steve,” you sigh thankfully.

“What for?”

“For taking such great care of me, I’m so grateful to have you.”

“Anything for my patient. For my love,” Steve says as he traces every contour of your body. He moved to lay beside you, caressing your skin delicately with his fingertips, as if it were made out of porcelain. He nuzzles closer to you as he cuddles with you, burying your face into his neck.

“I’m so sorry for being jealous, but I can’t help myself. I need you to understand that I’m possessive when it comes to you, my sweet patient. Call me selfish, but I don’t ever want anyone else to touch you, except for me. You’re mine and mine only and I love you. I love you with everything I have. You’re my world, and I’d give you the universe,” he confesses while he holds you close.

“It’s okay, I understand. If I were you, I’d be like this too,” you laugh to lighten the mood. “And I love you too, Steve. You’re my lighthouse to guide me through my darkest nights, my safe place to feel sound and secure, my home to come back to. I love you so much that my heart aches when you’re not around me.” You look deep into his eyes as you speak, once again finding yourself lost in their depth. 

“God. You’re so perfect,” he says, looking at you. 

You trace the remaining bite marks on your neck. “Well at least, now everyone will know that I’m yours,” you tease with a giggle. You throw a leg around him, feeling loved and cherished. And that’s all that matters to you; you are loved, you are cherished, and you are his. 

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[vase-of-lilies]

I just recently hit 500 followers on this blog! I only had about 300 until my blog shit itself last year, but I am so grateful for each and every one of you!

You have to be 18+ to participate.

If you write 250 or more words, please put a "read more" cut

Any fandom can participate!

Send an ask to claim a prompt - If I run out, I will always add more:)

NO pedophilia, incest, bathroom stuff (Scat, piss), or full-on beastiality (hybrid/monsters are fine)

If you do choose to write a darker story, please be sure to list all of the warnings:)

These stories can be anything from fluffy, to dark, angsty, whumpy, bloody, smutty, to even just plain-out humorous.

"Make it stop!"

"I can't breathe. I can't-| can't breathe."

"Please don't hurt me. Please."

"I'll be good. I promise, l'll be good."

"Would it be okay if I held you?"

"Hey, it's over now. You're safe."

"Don't worry. They can't get to you here."

"I've got you."

"Take a deep breath, and count to ten. You have to breathe, okay?"

"Do you want to talk about it? You don't have to tell me, but I'll listen." @nekoannie-chan

"Why do you let others stare at you like that? Do you like the attention? Then, I guess you wouldn't mind if I did this."

"You think you're some sort of saint, but you're not. You call me sick, but you're the real monster.

"You enjoy what I do to you."

"I want to mark you in front of everyone."

"I love you so much, you have no idea to what limits I'd go to prove that to you." @nicoline1998enilocin

"Be good for me baby. We wouldn't want to see those tears again."

"Do you think I like hurting you? Because I fucking love it." @emerald-evans

"It's okay to love me, please love me." @buckys-wintersoldier

"I want to tell you I love you until my throat bleeds."

"This is why I fell in love with you. This is why I'm obsessed with you."

I hope you enjoy this challenge!! When you are done, tag me in the work add the tag #mays500challenge, and post away! The day that I will make the masterlist of posts will be February 14th (my birthday!), and if you need more time feel free to ask:) I know Kinktober is happening, so I don't want to overwhelm you!

Enjoy!!

Tagging a few people who might be interested:)

@the-queen-of-hell-666 @navybrat817 @jobean12-blog @bucksangel @bunplushyy @scarlettwlw @emerald-evans @milknhonies @sgt-seabass @cherienymphe @darkficsyouneveraskedfor @fandoms-writings @breakablebarnes @thebluemage @emerald-evans @babyjakes

Thank you!!

#mays500challenge #writing challenge #Mays 500 follower celebration #vase-of-lilies follower celebration

[navybrat817]

Stardust Reblog Challenge - December

Hello, lovelies! Below are fics I've shared throughout the month of December and will feature Sebastian Stan and Chris Evans characters (for now). Show these writers some love and please heed any warnings provided. Enjoy and check out the Stardust Reblog Challenge put together by @natrace. Moodboard by yours truly and divider by @firefly-graphics.

12/1 - Come Around Sundown (DBF!Steve Rogers x Female!Reader) by @cockslutpadalecki

Into the Sunset (DBF!Steve Rogers x Female!Reader) by @maladaptivexxdaydreaming

Disarmed (Bucky Barnes x Reader) by @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

12/2 - Sour Holidays (Steve Rogers x Reader) by @nekoannie-chan

12/3 - Relentless (Dark!Steve Rogers x Reader) by @speechlessxx

12/4 - The Fairest Sun (Steve Rogers x Reader) by @rodrikstark

12/5 - Break the Back (Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier x Reader) by @indyluckycharlie

12/6 - Happy Accident (Bucky Barnes x Reader) by @thenhewaswrongaboutme

12/7 - Hunting Lodge (DBF!Curtis Everett x Reader) by @onsunnyside

12/8 - You Call it Love But All I'm Left with is This Pain (Lloyd Hansen x Reader) by @mellowsaturns

12/9 - Ride With Me (Biker!Steve Rogers x Reader) by @maladaptivexxdaydreaming

Cloaked (Vampire!Steve Rogers x Reader) by @labella420

12/10 - Need You Now (Nomad Alpha!Steve Rogers x Omega!Reader) by @late-to-the-party-81

12/11 - Overheated (Dark Alpha!Bucky Barnes x Omega!Reader) by @sgt-seabass

12/12 - Forget Me Not (Steve Rogers x Reader) by @sweetascanbee

12/13 - Fists and Feelings (Boxer!Steve Rogers x Reader) by @writing-for-marvel

12/14 - Hearts Beat as One (Roommate!Bucky Barnes x Reader) by @doasyoudesireandlive

12/15 - Goodbye (Steve Rogers x Reader) by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

12/16 - Obsession (Steve Kemp x Dark!Reader) by @thebluemage

The Magic Box (Dark!Terry the Terrific x Reader) by @rustytricycle

12/17 - Missionary with Steve (Steve Rogers x Reader) by @becca-e-barnes

12/18 - A House, A Home (Bucky Barnes x Reader) by @rookthorne

12/19 - Fluky Jakey Loser Lucky (Jake Jensen x Reader) by @madscape

Law (Sheriff!Lloyd Hansen x Reader) by @boxofbonesfic

12/20 - It's Fun Being Bad (College!Andy Barber x Reader) by @sunshinebuckybarnes

12/21 - Flirt With Me (Steve Rogers x Reader) by @moonlight-prose

12/22 - Glacial With the Blue Ice, I'm Terrifying (Lloyd Hansen x Asian!Reader) by @honeystevie

12/23 - Taste of a Sweeter Life (Hal Carter x Reader) by @the-iceni-bitch

Friday Nights (Bucky Barnes x Reader) by @lilacletter

12/24 - Love is Actually, All Around (Bucky Barnes x Reader) by @rookthorne

12/25 - Secret Santa (Bucky Barnes x Reader) by @buckybarnesandmarvel

12/26 - Coercion (Ransom Drysdale x Reader) by @ramp-it-up

12/27 - Pillow Fort and Pizza (Jake Jensen x Reader) by @foxgloveprincess

12/28 - Making Up for Lost Time (Bucky Barnes x Reader) by @sweetdreamsbuck

12/29 - Jealous (Steve Rogers x Reader) by @sweetascanbee

12/30 - A Knight in Rusted Armor (Dark!Lee Bodecker x Reader) by @thecutestlittlebunbunfairy

12/31 - Poison on Your Tongue (Vampire!Random Drysdale x Reader) by @inklore

#navy's fic recs #stardust reblog challenge #fic recs #writer recs #dbf!steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x reader #bucky barnes x reader #dark!steve rogers x reader #curtis everett x reader #dbf!curtis everett x reader #lloyd hansen x reader #steve kemp x reader #steve kemp x dark!reader #terry the terrific x reader #dark!terry the terrific x reader #jake jensen x reader #andy barber x reader #hal carter x reader #ransom drysdale x reader #lee bodecker x reader #dark!lee bodecker x reader

[maxburnett]

Here’s a sneak peek at something I’m working on and writing dark Steve Rogers is so new to me

@buckyalpine @thebluemage @lemonadeswift @lettersandsodas @qu1etwolf @tumblin-theworldaway @navybrat817 @fluffycutecevans @sexyprise

#bucky barnes #steve rogers #bucky barnes fanfiction #rockstar!bucky #mafia steve rogers #nic.txt

[nana1000night]

我在 2022 年張貼了 23,657 次

那可是比 2021 年還多了 23,657 more posts呢！

448 篇貼文創作 (2%)

23,209 篇貼文轉格 (98%)

我最常轉格的部落格：

@justarandomgirly

@nekoannie-chan

@caplanbuckybarnes

@maladaptivexxdaydreaming

@thebluemage

2022 年我標籤了我的貼文中的 5,347 篇

#stardust reblog challenge - 585 篇貼文

#nana's reblog challenge - 572 篇貼文

#sebby💖💖💖 - 514 篇貼文

#omg🥺🥺🥺 - 344 篇貼文

#nana's friends - 275 篇貼文

#aww stevie🥺🥺🥺 - 250 篇貼文

#nana's ask box - 247 篇貼文

#nana's babble - 244 篇貼文

#bucky barnes x reader fic rec - 232 篇貼文

#stevie💕💕💕 - 230 篇貼文

最長的標籤：117 characters

#but she just choose saying sth to ruined this and blocked those ppl who remind her that taiwan is not a part of china

我最熱門的 2022 貼文：

#5

STARDUST REBLOG CHALLENGE Masterlist

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#4

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#3

WRITERS REC

So... I made the rec list about the writers who I followed.

Might update if they update :p

I try to copy their nav. or masterlist...but some doesn’t have or link didn’t work.

Some writers(or most of them?) would write both them or only specific characters, so becareful.

Chris Evans Characters|Part2|

Sebastian Stan Characters|Part2|

75 則迴響 - 張貼於 2022年8月4日

#2

SS FANFIC WRITERS

177 則迴響 - 張貼於 2022年8月4日

我的 #1「2022」貼文

CE FANFIC WRITERS

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來看你的 Tumblr 2022 年年度回顧 →

#tumblr2022 #年度回顧 #我的 2022 年 Tumblr 年度回顧 #你的 Tumblr 年度回顧 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #nana's babble

[unabashed-lover-of-fictional-men]

Ask Game

Tag nine people you want to know better.

Omg thank you @ronearoundblindly for tagging me! I'm so excited!

Fav color: Uh well that's a hard one, being a bit bigger I tend to wear a lot of black really any shade within gray or black, I enjoy green and navy blue. It just depends on how I'm feeling in a certain moment.

Currently reading: Oh boy uh well lots of Stucky and Reader smut or anything Mafia Steve or Bucky I'm really just a big old simp for anything Steve, Bucky. Also been branching out to MoonKnight smut (honestly just smut in general. Haven't read any real books in a while...feels bad.

Last song: Ring The Alarm- Freemasons Club Mix

Last series: Well finishing The Boys season 2 and then watching either Obi Wan or The Serpent of Essex on Apple+, probably going to get back into Supernatural because I apparently love the hurt and pain it will cause and also uh Dean Winchester is all I need in my life.

Last movie: Literally Multiverse of Madness on my birthday and I rewatched all the Captain America/Avenger movies because I can't stop won't stop!

Sweet/spicy/savory: Hmm Chocolate for sure for sweet (anything but dark chocolate) Hot fries from Cheeto obviously for spicy and for savory...hmm I tend to just enjoy some random stuffed olives and pickled things (yeah I'm weird)

Currently working on: Lots and lots of things that will never ever see the light of day because they are probably REALLY bad, but I enjoy writing even though they are bad. I probably have 25+ WIP on my laptop, it's so bad I keep writing but then I get a new idea and start a whole new story....it's a horrible cycle.

No pressure tags: @thebluemage @deansraspberrypie @mostlybuckystuff @candy-coated-misery0731 @rhislean @alwaysdeanw @pinkiebieberpie @slyyywriting @the-iceni-bitch

#ask game #this was fun #hopefully not annoying anyone with this tag

[sgt-seabass]

sgt-seabass’ lake house getaway

So, I hit 2k followers this week and I’m honestly in awe. I thought it would be nice to have a themed celebration where we can have some festivities. Let’s all have a fun getaway.

This celebration will be running for just over a week. From time of this post to 7pm Sunday April 3rd AEST. 

I’ll do my best to answer all the asks and answer the ones still left over from my 1k celebration (I’m bad and very behind I know lol).

I wanted to share some dark fun, so each activity will have a corresponding lake house activity/headcannon with some our favourite characters.

Swimming with Hal, but he holds you under the water til you submit

Interested in a song rec? Send me a vibe and I’ll recommend you a song.

Enjoying a drink on the dock with Nick, but he drugs you

Send me a cast your mutuals.

Reading by the campfire with Bucky, but you're chained to the wall

How about a game? Send me a FMK, would you rather, ect.

Having a lavish dinner with Steve Kemp, but he puts you back in your basement cell after

Tell me about yourself and I’ll say who I ship you with.

Dancing with Steve Rogers, but you're collared and he's holding the lead

Send me one character and one word and I’ll make a mini-drabble from it.

Baking with Scott, but you get a spanking for every instruction you follow wrong

Tell me which character you associate with an annoying habit and I’ll say if I agree or not.

Stargazing with Beck, but you’re bound and gagged

Curious about me? Ask me anything, from something personal to something about my writing.

A tea party with Jefferson, but you’re chained to your chair.

Curious about what I listen to? Send me an ask and I’ll shuffle my Spotify and share a random song recommendation.

Eating ice cream with Lee, but he has you lick it off him as your hands are tied behind your back

Feeling lovey-dovey? Send a love letter to another blog.

A backyard BBQ with Andy Barber, but he has you in an ‘o’ ring gag so he can share his beer with you despite your protests

Wildcard. Ask whatever you’d like.

tagging some people who might be interested (there’s no pressure at all)

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[thebluemage]

The Hills | Steve Kemp

Pairing | Steve Kemp x dark!reader

Warning | Explicit sexual content, 18+, smut, obsessive behavior, possessive behavior, cyberstalking, hacking, gaslighting, dark web, black market harvesting, manipulation, mentions of canibalism, mentions of distributing of body parts, mentions of kidnapping, mentions of Stockholm Syndrome, dark themes, Steve Kemp (he's a warning on his own!)

Summary | You discover Steve’s dark secret but you still admire him for it.

Word Count | 3163

A/N | Here’s the next part to Obsession, enjoy! ❤️ Beta’d by the amazing @lunarbuck, but all mistakes are my own. Banner & divider made by @vase-of-lilies. If y’all enjoy it, leave some feedback, comment and reblog. I’d really appreciate it!! 💗

Taglist: @superdcchick @hallecarey1 @dangertoozmanykids101 @jobean12-blog @buckysteveloki-me @happydelightfulstrawberry @lovehotch87

First chapter | Series Masterlist | Masterlist | My Ko-fi

‘I only call you when it’s half-past five. The only time that I’ll be by your side, I only love it when you touch me, not feel me. When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me. When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me, yeah.’ - The Weeknd

A few days go by, and you can’t stop thinking about Steve. Between the back-and-forth texting, he is nice and funny, everything you could ever ask for. You’re absolutely smitten with him. Just as you pull your laptop onto your lap, you receive a text from Steve.

Hey, Angel. Want to meet up? 

Yes, of course! Are you calling me ‘angel’ now?

Oh, yeah! Unless, you want me to stop… If that makes you uncomfortable.

No, no, please. Keep going, I like that! 

Good, it’s a date! I will send you the address and time! I can’t wait to see you again! My angel.

He sends you the address that is located near the bookshop where you first met him, and it’s not far from your place. You decide to walk the distance there, which is just a few blocks away.

You walk into a warm and cozy cafe. The smell of coffee roams around the acoustic atmosphere of the place. It’s lovely. As you look through the crowd of people, you lock your eyes on Steve again. A smile spreads across your face.

“Hey there, handsome.” You approach the booth where he’s sitting. He stands up and greets you with a hug. “Hey, Angel.”

He’s wearing a soft brown sweater with black pants to complete the look. You wrap your arms around his body as you slide closer to him. His large hands touch your back while he pulls you into his embrace. The scent of his cologne infiltrates your nostrils as you smell his strong scent, a mix of a dewy scent of sage and bergamot. You never want to let him go, not ever.

“You smell nice.” You voice out when you sadly pull away from him.

“Thank you, Angel. You’re so delightful, and you look beautiful as ever.” He compliments  as he takes another look at you, roaming his eyes on your body. “Magnificent.”

Steve is utterly fixated on you. He can’t believe that he has found someone as heavenly as you are. Ethereal yet tangible, wholesome yet sinful to his desires. He only wants more of you with each passing second, he wants to know what you feel like wrapped around him as he rampantly thrusts into you. Fire arises when you look at him, as if you can see right through him. He can’t wait to take a bite out of you.

“You flatter me, Steve.” You reply to him, when you avert your eyes back to Steve, becoming aware of his intense gaze on you. Your eyes connect together, and you feel a spark igniting in your gut.

“It’s the truth.” He states as his stare lingers on. You couldn’t look away from him, afraid to lose this sense of coming home.

“Uhh, let’s sit down.” He takes your hand and maneuvers you into the booth. He takes his place with you sitting next to him.

“So, here come the awkward questions,” he declares while he laughs a bit. 

You tell Steve some basic information about yourself as he listens intently. You don’t want to reveal everything about yourself to him as you feel apprehensive about opening up, so you improvise a generic white lie.

I won’t tell him about my job and about my hacking skills. Maybe I can do more damage and use it to my advantage. 

You tell him a different job occupation and he nods notably.

A waiter comes to your booth to take your orders and leaves quickly, hurrying to the next customer. Several minutes later, another waiter comes with your orders.

“So, what brings you to town, Steve?” You ask him as you tilt your head curiously.

“My second residency.”

“Nice. I can imagine many women would line up just to get a procedure done by you.”

“Not that many, if I’m being honest. Most women that come to me want to change their physique. You have the occasional boob job, tummy tucks.” He plucks a red cherry out of the cup and pops it in his mouth.

“And butt lifts.” You finish for him with a smile.

“Yeah, that too,” He chuckles knowingly.

“Do you have any social media, perhaps?” You ask him as you take your phone out of your bag to search him online.

“I don’t have any.” He shakes his head immediately.

Hmm, strange. 

“Instagram?” You question, persisting on answers as you move closer to him.

“I don’t feel like sharing things about my private life.”

“Okay, that’s valid.”

“What about Twitter?” You continue the questions as you bring your body forward to him and lean your head against your hand for support. He takes a few sips from his drink, taking his time to answer.

“No. Does anyone have anything smart to say on Twitter? No way.” 

“How am I able to contact you more easily? If not via social media, and only texting?”

“I don’t know, you can always send me a letter the old-fashioned way,” he suggests jokingly, as you laugh at his witty comment. He looks up at you, and something mischievous glimmers through his eyes while he smiles at you. 

“What?” You ask him when he keeps staring at you, taking a glimpse at your mouth.

“You have such a beautiful smile.”

“Thank you, Steve. You’re so kind.”

The afternoon progresses to evening, and you and Steve lose track of time. When Steve goes to the toilet, you decide to peek into his wallet that he left behind. His ID card  presents a different identity than what he alluded to. His actual name is Brendan Steven Kemp. 

Huh. Should keep that in mind. What secrets are you hiding, Steve? No social media? Come on now, what doctor doesn’t have a social media of their own?

Before he comes back, you take a picture of his ID card from both sides for later search purposes and neatly put it back into his wallet. Between laughter and regular flirting, you both seem to be in a trance-like state, together in your own little bubble. The tension builds up between you and him; it’s undeniable. As soon as you two walk out of the cafe and walk the short distance to your apartment, the attraction is palpable.

“Fuck this.” You approach him and close the space between you and him. You grab his face and crush your lips onto his with a passionate fire.  

Steve immediately reciprocates and kisses you back. His mind races due to his own duality for you. He must have you. You moan when you feel his tongue sliding into your mouth, clashing onto yours with wild abandon. Steve is enticed by you while he roams his hands all over your body, like a madman. Overwhelming and hot. When you open your apartment door, you both storm through it. When your back hits against the wall of the tiny hallway, you start to pull your jacket off, and let it fall to the floor.

He pulls away slightly to catch his breath and looks at you through gentle eyes while cradling the sides of your face. “Maybe we’re going too fast.”

Oh. That’s the first time. Why is that?

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to rush into it, we can slow down if you like.” You start to back away from the wall when Steve moves away from you, contemplating on what to do. You pick your jacket from the floor and neatly hang it to the coathanger.

“Uhh, do you want something to drink?” You ask him as you go further into your living room, going towards the kitchen. Steve runs a hand through his hair before scratching his forehead with his thumb as he watches you intently and doesn’t respond. He looks away for a second before you continue.

“Or eat?” He looks straight at you with a wild look again, as if he changed his mind again. 

Steve can’t let you go, no matter what. To him, you feel like a necessity, a longing that he hasn’t felt in ages, similar to the longing that he only has when he eats his type of meat. It’s inexplicable and indescribable. You’re the quintessential person of his desires. He lets himself fall on your couch when he sighs and directs his gaze to you again, almost pleading and hopeful. 

“Just you, Angel.” He gets out of the couch and makes a beeline straight toward you, grabs your face, and pulls you into him, pressing his lips hard against yours. Your breath catches in your throat while you place your hands on his head. A whimper slips past your lips as you’re unable to resist your longing for him.

You greedily touch Steve’s body wherever you can as you guide him to your bedroom. Every touch makes you crave him more, your thoughts whirl around in your mind at a rapid pace. He groans and moves the hand to cup the back of your neck and deepens the kiss, spearing his tongue in your mouth. Your nipples harden and your pussy clenches the longer Steve kisses you. You lay on your bed and start to undress all of your clothes quickly while Steve does the same, staring at you with a hefty and lewd gaze glimmering through his eyes. 

He climbs on top of you as he hovers his body over you while he stares passionately; his cerulean eyes growing darker by the second. He can’t believe your beauty, a stunning sight before his own eyes as if you’re a celestial being. He slowly moves his head down and starts to kiss you deeply again.

“I want you, my love,” he muses out hoarsely. He’s breathing just as harshly as you are.

“I’ve wanted you for days. Ohh!” You exclaim when Steve cups your breasts in his hands and molds your flesh before he pinches and plucks at your nipples, sending shivers up your spine.

“Hmm, you’re so responsive to me. Good girl.” He utters out seductively. He takes one of your breasts to his mouth and laps at your nipple with his tongue while flicking the other with his hand.

“Oh, fuck!” You announce as you close your eyes at the way Steve’s salacious tongue swirls around your sensitive nipple. He hums with how your soft skin feels to him, savoring every inch of you; his hands making their way to your aching core. 

“Let me worship you, angel. I need to taste you now.” He rasps out, with urgency in his voice. He makes his way down while he gently bites into your skin, leaving red marks on the surface. He sets himself between your thighs and bites into each of them.

“Oh, fuck Steve!” You moan as your face contorts with pleasure as he suddenly shoves his face right onto your heat.

“I’m going to ravish you until you’re not able to utter a single word.” His dark cerulean eyes pierce through you as he hums. “And you’re going to be mine.” The feeling of his tongue going through your slit makes your back arch from the bed, and you moan out his name.

“Please, Steve! I– I’ll do anything!” You plead through jagged breaths while he deliciously defiles you. He wraps his arms around your thighs, holding you firmly into place. He gives you long strokes, capturing every bit of essence you have. He sucks and laps your wet slick up with his mouth as if it’s the last drop of water he’ll ever drink in his life. He’s enticed by your taste, and he can’t wait until his cock is deep inside of you.

“Aahh! Steve!” You wail as you grasp a handful of his luscious hair and pull it. He groans, sending surges of lightning over your body. Your hips buck up as your body quiver underneath him, taking in all the bliss until you feel one of his fingers prodding into you, seeking entrance to your wet and aching pussy.

“Oh fuck!!” You exclaim as you arch your back from the bed while you hear the muffled groans of Steve underneath you. In one swift motion, he delves two fingers into your slit. A coat of your slick envelops his fingers as Steve licks ferociously on your clit.

“Come for me.” His sultry demand comes out low and husky as if he’s trying to contain his never-ending lust for you.

Your hips buck as your head falls onto the pillow from beneath you, when your eyes roll back into their sockets. You feel yourself come undone for him as your walls squeeze around Steve’s digits. 

“Aaaahh, Steve!!”

“Good. Good girl.” He ushers to your cunt as his strokes lightly decrease. He licks your wetness up with his tongue, and he hums out delicately.

“Hmm, you’re so exquisite.”

“T–thank you, Steve.” 

Your chest heaves heavily up as you gradually catch up your breath. He picks up your body tenderly and lays you gently next to him, wrapping his arms around your waist. You still feel his erection against the lobes of your ass.

You turn your head in his direction with a questioning look.

“Huh, and what about you?” You look at him, confused yet still dazed from your ravenous orgasm.

“Shh, sh, don’t worry about me, I just want to be close to you, skin-to-skin contact. This night was about your pleasure, not mine,” He simply answers. “Go to sleep, my Angel. You deserve to be well rested.”

Your eyes begin to feel heavy as the dim night light protrudes from the curtain of your window. You lift your arm and wrap it around his chest, pulling yourself more into his embrace. 

“Okay, Steve.” You softly accept his demand as your mind dwindles away from any worries. Steve sighs peacefully in return.

“Goodnight, Steve.”

“Goodnight, my Angel.” It’s the last thing you hear before your eyes drift to a close, and you fall into a deep slumber.

The next day stumbles in slowly, with the sunlight peeking through the curtain. Rays of sunshine fall upon your face, enveloping you in warmth. Your eyes open slowly, and you’re in Steve’s arms. He’s still sleeping peacefully when suddenly an alarm starts to go off. Steve opens his eyes rapidly and checks the clock, he hurriedly gets out of bed.

“Oh, fuck. I totally forgot the time,” He says when he starts to dress up in his pants again before taking his shirt off the ground. “My shift at the hospital starts in thirty minutes.”

“Oh, what hospital do you work at?” You ask innocently.

“St. John’s Hospital,” He answers while he pulls his shirt over his head. “My first procedure starts in an hour. A patient is going to be very happy with their boob job.” He continues.

“Well, they’re in good hands with you.” You affirm encouragingly. You hoist yourself up from the bed in a sitting position. 

“Why, thank you. I'll see you tonight, Angel.” He takes your hand in his and kisses the top of your hand gently. 

“That’s alright, have a good day at work, handsome.”

“I’ll be thinking of you,” He softly intones when he’s all fully dressed and gathering all his belongings. “See you later, Angel.” And with that, he leaves through your apartment door. 

You squeal cheerily as you start your daily morning routine. Once you’re dressed and finished eating, you think you should do research on ‘Steve’. You want to know everything about him, so naturally, you take up your laptop and place it on your island and decide to do a simple search on Google. The only results that come up are from his reconstructive surgery website and a few articles that he wrote but there’s something else too, another result, a woman named Ann Kemp. 

Out of curiosity, you click on the link. And it redirects you to a Facebook page of a blonde-haired woman with a picture of her family standing in front of a house. And there he is, Steve, standing and smiling with his family. He has a wife and a dog. Ann is holding the dog on a leash. You can’t help but to take another look at the woman, there’s something off about her, but you can’t exactly pinpoint it. You zoom in on her, looking at her hand, and you notice she’s wearing a wedding ring on her left hand. 

You should have known that he was married. He’s too good to be true. You take a different approach with your searching. Since you're a talented hacker, you know your way around technology and the mechanics of it. You pull up a more advanced browser that can search literally anything related or attached to that specific name, word or thing.  The general public would know that browser and use it to go on the Dark Web. You have a program installed, so your IP address isn’t trackable. You remember having a picture of his ID with his real name on your phone. So, you take your phone out and look into it and you type in his name ‘Brendan Steven Kemp’. Up come a thousand search results from the normal search results of ‘reconstructive doctor' to a much sinister, more disturbing and shocking result.

There’s a business. The logo contains a white background, and a red logo of a head of a goat with a snake eating itself around it is displayed. You click on the logo, and it redirects you to a website. To your horror, you come to find that Steve practices in the most inhuman activities ever done. He harvests human meat and sells them on the dark web. And here you are, looking at his webshop. The various ‘products’ are listed by mainly female names. There’s a hand that goes by ‘Hope’, and the description is ever so horribly detailed as if it is a delicacy. With a price tag of thirteen thousand dollars!!

I knew it!! You have a wife!! I have to get out her of the picture, though. I can’t have her orbiting around you like some lost puppy dog. I can’t have that, Steve. There’s also something wrong with her, and how did you meet her anyway? Let me guess, you probably kidnapped her too, and she got Stockholm syndrome as a result.

You immediately go to work with it and pick through his encrypted layers of codes, and when you finally reach the barrier, you unlock the access. With ease, you gain access to his illicit webshop. With another set of difficult codes you shut off his website, and everything turns black.

So, that’s why you’re so private, Steve. You have a wife and are a cannibal. Being able to kidnap dozens of women, probably mutilate them, so as to keep them alive until there’s nothing left, consume them, and ultimately kill them to sell them. And I thought so highly of you. Are you going to do the same to me? Only one way to find out, I guess.

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[thebluemage]

It’s meeeeee!!!!!!! I think Max starts out as a very cold dom. He doesn’t like to let people in. But little by little, you work your way into his heart. You’re brilliant; a faster learner who impresses even him. You’re his. His perfect, shiny, pretty little thing. Everything you are is because of him.

There still need to be boundaries, he says. So you have your own bed. Every night, after a long day of being out doing who knows what, he expects to come home to you laid out on your bed, waiting for him like a good girl. But what happens if he doesn’t find you like that? 👀

Omg, wait I’ve been thinking about this a lot!! 😵‍💫😩

Where’s my good girl?

Pairing | Max Burnett x female reader

Warning | Implied explicit sexual content, 18+, NO SHARPER SPOILERS, implied punishment, dom!Max/sub!reader dynamic, Max Burnett himself!! (he’s a warning of his own!!)

Summary | Max expects you to be his well behaved good girl, but when you’re not. There has to be consequences.

Word Count | 457

A/N | I had to write this little drabble. I swear ever since watching Sharper, I relate Max to my husband Steve Kemp ❤️‍🔥 (God, they’re so alike!!) and I just need to scream about it!! 😩 Oh my god and thank you for your thots, Dr. Kemp nonnie!! 🔥🔥 Banners made by the lovely @vase-of-lilies. Not beta’d, but all mistakes are my own.

Masterlist | My Ko-fi

Max would be very cold at the beginning, very distant and indifferent towards you. At first, you felt like he hates you by the way he glares at you, however he doesn’t. Far from it, he just hides emotions pretty well from you. He’s a very complex individual.

But gradually, he comes to understand and trust you better and vice versa and eventually you’re the one who’s able to capture his heart. So, he dwells you with expensive gifts and you wear his initials on your collar, so others know that you’re his. You’re his and he’s yours.

He can be very gentle but he can be rough too, when he needs to be. So, when he doesn’t see you on your bed, he isn’t angry; he’s a very well composed man. He doesn’t often scream nor is he a hotheaded man. So, his next step is to find you and question you why you aren’t on your bed.

“What are you doing?” He says when he finds you in your bathroom, while standing close behind you. His voice is low and stern in tone.

Shit!! You thought you’d have a little more time left to prepare before his arrival. You’re still in your robe, naked from underneath. And when you hear his voice from behind you and turn around, he’s standing there with his hands in his pockets.

You quickly kneel in front of him, pleading your case and beg for his mercy.

“I’m sorry, Max. I thought I have—”

“What are you supposed to call me, when I’m home?” Max affirms more.

“I’m sorry, sir.”

“Take off your robe.” He demands curtly.

You quickly stand up and take off your robe, baring yourself to him. He admires every inch of you and lifts up your chin to look at him, before he lifts your body up and puts you across his shoulder and throws you towards the bed where you’re supposed to lay down on. And cages you in, between him and the bed.

“You want to misbehave? Those are two strikes already. Where’s my good girl gone?” He hisses indignantly.

“No, sir!! I didn’t intend to do that. I’m so sorry. Please, I’ll be good. I’ll be your good girl again.”

“No. You’ve been a bad girl. And you know I don’t like bad girls who disobey the rules. Maybe, I should punish you for it,” He discreetly considers while taking your jaw sharply in his hand to make you look up at him.

"Perhaps, tying you up and edging you would make my good girl appear again who obeys my orders," He smirks up.

"You want to be my good girl again? Then you should take your punishment properly."

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[thebluemage]

Obsession | Steve Kemp

Pairing | Steve Kemp x dark!reader

Warning | 18+, Dark themes, mentions of cannibalism, mentions of kidnapping, mentions of murder, obsessive behavior, a shitty ex-boyfriend, mentions of stalking, mentions of vandalism, mentions of assault, gaslighting, manipulation. Steve Kemp (he’s a warning on his own!)

Summary | When you have a chance encounter with Steve, you wonder who he actually is.

Word Count | 1614

A/N | So, I wanted to dabble into writing dark fics with dark!reader and what better character than Steve Kemp (my husband) to write it out!! Surprise, this is also the first chapter of my first series!! I got inspired by @extremelyblackandwhite and it gave me an idea to write for it as well. Beta’d by the lovely @lunarbuck, but all mistakes are my own. Banner & divider made by @vase-of-lilies. If y’all enjoy it, leave some feedback, comment and reblog. I’d really appreciate it!! 💗

Masterlist | Obsession - Steve Kemp series

‘You’re an obsession, you’re my obsession. Who do you want me to be to make you sleep with me?’ - Animotion

It was early afternoon when you entered your local bookshop, taking in the sight of the wooden bookshelves as you smelled the scent of old yet valuable paper and books. It’s your safe haven amongst the turbulence you experienced several years ago.

The second you laid eyes on him in your local bookshop, you knew that he was the one. The stranger is handsome and exactly your type. There's something intriguing about him, an all encompassing energy that surrounds him. And you couldn’t help but be entranced by it. There’s an aura of mystery and magnetism that inexplicably pulls you towards him as your eyes drift to his tall frame. He picks up several books and flips through the pages of it on the wooden shelves, moving from aisle to aisle. You subtly follow the stranger around until he reaches the classics where you’ve also been to check out.

He halts when he makes it to the letter B, his eyes roaming from side to side around on the high shelf. You’re amazed with how he’s dressed and the way he looks. His dark brown hair is neatly combed and properly parted to the side. He’s wearing a pink sweater with a brown jacket on top combined with some jeans. It seems like he is looking for a specific book. The handsome stranger picks up Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë from the high shelf near the beginning of the aisle.

Since the breakup with your ex-boyfriend, something has snapped within you. You can’t really explain what it is, but you always feel the need to be around someone, to know every single detail of their life and what they’re doing to cease the loneliness in your heart. It’s a curiosity that morbidly hinges on being intrusive and obsessive, that’s how you like to recall it. It’s been two years since you had seen him. During the breakup, an altercation ensued that led you to key his car and slash his tires out of vengeance. You didn’t stop there, you regularly stop by his apartment to ‘check’ in on him and trash his place. You’ve also tracked his whereabouts and followed him from behind, a few feet away just to see his reaction as you smiled and played dumb by telling him that it’s ‘just a coincidence’ that you bumped into him. Because your ex-boyfriend was, frankly, an asshole. Maybe, this was the kind of revenge that you needed to act out on; as payback for going through the assault that you endured with him during the five years you’d been together. In your eyes, he deserves it. You reported him many times before to the police and he was arrested with multiple charges on his part.

Your ex didn’t report you to the cops because every time he attempted to; you just put on your act as the civilized and innocent ex-girlfriend who was always the victim to his horrible actions.

“No sir, that’s ridiculous! I might be his ex-girlfriend, but I’m not capable of doing such horrendous things. I don’t even have the strength to slash his tires out. I understand that I broke up with him due to his cruel actions, but he just can’t accept that. And now, he’s taking it out on me by constantly harassing me. Check his record, he has various charges, and I’m afraid that he’ll do something to me that could bring my life into mortal peril.”

“Oh sorry, Miss! I didn’t know that. Do you want to file a restraining order against him?”

“Yes, I’d like that sir. Thank you so much!”

“Okay, that’s settled. We’ll add harassment to his record too.”

“Thank you for helping me out, sir. I appreciate that a lot.”

“No problem, Miss.”

Some things are better left unsaid. You physically moved on but you mentally aren’t able to until something or someone else came along. And luckily for you, it has.

While you’re drooling over the guy standing right next to you, you remember you’re in search of a book of your own, Persuasion by Jane Austen. But it’s on the top shelf next to him, and you aren’t able to reach it. You take a look at the man, with the book neatly tucked underneath his arm.

I gotta have him!

“You don’t strike me as the type of guy to read books by Emily Brontë,” you initiate softly with a sweet angelic tone towards his direction, eyeing him with a precious smile while you fixate your gaze to him, externally scanning him. His radiant blue eyes reach you and in an instant something is unlocked in you.

He chuckles softly at your statement. “You’d be surprised by my various interests then.”

“Hehe, that’s alright. It’s cool that you read classics like that. I find that very cultured of you,” you say complimenting him while you tuck a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Why, thank you. It’s not every day a beautiful person such as yourself compliments me on my taste in books.” He smiles while he looks down at the floor, seemingly abashed by your charm.

“You’re welcome and thank you, too!!” You gratefully declare as you shyly avert your eyes away toward the book you’re looking for.

“Are you getting something too?”

“Yeah, I’ve been trying to get to this book by Jane Austen, but I can't reach it.” You extend your arm and stand on your tiptoes to reach to the top shelf, but are unsuccessful. “I’m sorry for asking this, but could you please help me out?”

“Yes, of course! Which book is it?” He asks while looking at the shelf above him in search.

“It’s that brown leather-bound book with gold lettering embossed on it.” You inquire while you point your finger at it.

“I got you!” He extends his arm to the leather-bound book, takes it from the shelf, and hands it over to you as you take it from him.

“Thank you so much! Uhh, what’s your name?”

“Steve, I’m Steve Kemp.”

“Oh, wait… aren’t you a doctor?”

“Oh, so you heard of me? And yes, I’m a reconstructive surgeon.” He implies with a curious look in his eyes.

“Well yeah, I read a paper you wrote about the increasing trends in cosmetic surgery and its impact on the overall consciousness and self-image. It was quite interesting to read,” you answer him honestly as you tap on the cover of the book you’re holding in your hands.

“Oh, thank you. I’m so honored that my paper was read by you, a delightful soul amongst our own.” He places the palm of his hand on his chest in a lighthearted manner.

“I didn’t get your name, what can I call you?”

You tell him your name while you flatten the creases of your skirt with one hand.

“Such a beautiful name. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” He sticks his hand out for you to take and then proceeds to kiss the knuckles of your tender hand.

Steve was equally enamored by you, and he couldn’t deny the attraction he felt for you. Your presence and attention is like a toxic drug for him that he couldn’t get enough of. The moment he set his eyes on you, he immediately knew that you’re perfect to him. This is rare, a very rare thought for a man like him who kidnaps women, kills them, consumes them, and sells their body parts to his customers. He knows it’s unfortunate that you’ve met him, despite his instant attraction and soft spot for you. He isn’t able to subdue his appetite and is desperate to know what you taste like. He promises himself that he’ll be careful with you. So, you don’t have to suffer mentally. It’ll be quick and painless. He can have it all with you, he’s sure of it.

“Do you live around here? Because I live on aisle 6, in the crime and thriller section. I just come to the classic book section and talk to random, very good-looking people that stand next to it.”

You chuckle in your head at his joke as you tilt your head sideways and contort your face a little, withholding a smile.

“That was terrible,” he states out loud, self-loathing clearly eminent in his voice.

You think his awkwardly charming behavior was cute at first, but since you have a PhD in Psychology, you don’t trust someone and their intentions so quickly anymore. Therefore you hold your guard up. You need to find out who he actually is and what he’s like. The real Steve.

“Yeah, it was kind of terrible.”

“I’m so sorry.” He immediately said as he started to back off.

“It’s fine.” You reply, while you wave your hand dismissively.

“Have a good afternoon.”

“Yeah, you too.”

Just as he is about to walk away from you, he suddenly turns around as if he has changed his mind. “You know what? Fuck it, I’m already ruining this, so I’m just gonna keep going. Do you think I can have your number?”

“Oh, yeah sure!” You answer enthusiastically in a cheerful tone.

Yes!

You exchange your number with him as he does with you.

“And as a last token of my appreciation towards you, I want to gift you that book you’re holding,” Steve answers casually.

“What? No, Steve. You don’t need to do that!”

“But I want to,” he replies as he looks at the title of your book.

“Persuasion by Jane Austen, huh,” he pauses as his shimmering eyes look at you, intrigue and awe glimmering in his gaze as if you’re the only one for him. “Well, you certainly persuaded me.”

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[thebluemage]

It’s All For You

Pairing | Doctor!Steve Kemp x female reader

Warning | Explicit sexual content, 18+, smut, biting kink, body worship, spit kink, use of pet name (Bunny), cunnilingus, dirty talk, praise, P in V, established relationship with Doctor!Steve and girlfriend!patient reader, doctor/girlfriend!patient dynamic, some fluff afterwards, Steve Kemp (he’s a warning on his own!)

Summary | Steve desires you with a great and fiery passion, and a deep love that goes beyond himself that he’s unable to leave you untouched.

Word Count | 1613

A/N | This is my first headcanon on doctor Steve Kemp, and he’s just marvelous and filthy at the same time!! Not beta’d, but all mistakes are my own. Banner & divider made by @vase-of-lilies. If y’all enjoy it, leave some feedback, comment and reblog. I’d really appreciate it!! 💗

Masterlist

Steve is the most insatiable man you’ve ever met.

He’s literally hypersexual, and he can’t get enough of you.

It’s impossible for him to not touch you, every second of the day when he’s in your presence.

He’d satisfy your every need, and every want or craving you have.

“Do you even realize what you do to me? How you’re able to make me addicted to you? To your soul and your body?” His sultry voice permeates from behind you; his tall frame towering over you.

“I’m just me Steve, just me.” You reply softly, while you ponder.

“Huh, I don’t think you understand what I meant by it,” He quickly turns you around to face him and cradles your face gently in his hold, his face is merely inches away from yours.

His breath touches the surface of your skin, as you close your eyes to the sensation.

“Open your eyes for me,” He directs firmly. “Let me see those beautiful eyes of yours.”

You flutter your eyes open, the moment he said it.

He instantly smiles, with his lips curling to each side.

“Beautiful. Absolutely, beautiful.” He declares in awe, completely smitten by it.

“I guess I need to show you of what you do to me,” He punctuates while he takes your hand in his and guides it to his bulging cock, straining in his pants.

“You feel that? That’s what you do to me,”

“You’re not just you, bunny. You’re beyond everything, I ever need. The moment you stepped into my office; I knew I needed more of you in my life. Not just as my subject; but as my wife. Eventually.”

Your breath catches, as you swallow the lump in your throat. Speechless to what to say, you drift off to stare into his cerulean eyes, while Steve holds your hand to his aching bulge. A deep longing increases inside of you.

“I—I want you,” You utter lightly as you feel yourself get wet.

“You know, you have to be more vocal than that for me to know how you want me, sweetheart. Tell me.”

“Please, Steve!! I want to feel your tongue deeply into my core and make me delirious with pleasure, I—need your cock inside of me, hard.” You blurt out, all at once.

“My good girl.” He intones satisfyingly. He picks you up and lays you on the broad marble kitchen island, as he spreads your thighs apart.

He lays you with gentle kisses and roams your body in delight, until he reaches your mound, he pulls the black plaid skirt you wore desperately up to your body. Not daring to tear that piece of clothing off of you.

It’s his favorite clothing piece on you, besides the suggestive and expensive lingerie he often buys for you.

When he reaches your red laced panties, he hooks his fingers between the thin fabric and rips it to shreds, with the remaining pieces straying to the floor.

“My panties!” You shriek as you hold yourself up with your elbows.

Steve chuckles as he bites in your inner thighs softly. “Don’t fret, my love. I can buy all the panties and sexy lingerie you want. Now just let me worship you.”

In one instantaneous move, you feel his face to your core. You feel his tongue going through your slit, ravishing you with desire; that leaves you breathless.

He moans into your heat in utter satisfaction, sending vibrations all the way through your body.

He relishes giving you the enticing bliss you desperately crave.

“Oh fuck yeah!!” You moan out in delight.

He wraps his arms around your thighs, holding you in place as you grab a fistful of his hair; shoving his face deeper in your cunt.

He sucks your clit intensely and flicks it with his salacious tongue.

You arch your back off the kitchen island, as a mewl slips from your mouth.

“P—please, Steve. I’m getting there, aaahh fuck yes!!”

“Hmm, you’re so addictive, so delicious.” He groans, while he collects all of your slick into his mouth.

“Yes, oh fuck!! Aaaah!!” You wail out loudly, as your entire body stills while a surge of bliss raptures throughout you.

“Yeah, that’s it. Good girl.” He praises you, before he laps up your remaining arousal, cleaning you.

“Now, open up.” He asserts and you immediately know what that means. You open your mouth without hesitation.

A spurt of spit lands in your mouth, the taste of your cum and his spit combined, lingers on your mouth while you swallow it in.

When you regain your breath, he picks you up and carries you in bridal style up to the bedroom. Once there, he lays you out delicately on the king sized bed you have together.

He rapidly undresses himself of his own clothing as he averts his eyes on your body.

You undo off your shirt and plaid skirt, as you keep your eyes fixated to his.

He crawls onto the bed and hovers his body over you, looking deeply into your eyes.

You could see the passion emanating in his eyes, a containing lust that’s about to be unleashed.

He draws you in with a long kiss, as his tongue seeks entrance to yours; you accept his while you place your hands on the sides of Steve’s face.

His well skilled hands roams around your body, not leaving anything out of his reach.

Steve fondles with one of your tits, flicking your nipple every now and then while he sucks on the other.

His leaking erection doesn’t go unnoticed to you, as you feel him poking your inner thigh.

He growls into your skin, becoming more feral with each moment.

“You said you need my cock huh,” He rasps heavily, through his lips.

“Yes!! I need it, I need you hard and slow. I need to feel every inch of you. I want your cock, engraved inside of me.” You gasp, while you feel his hands squeeze your ass.

He guides his cock near your entrance, lining himself to you, as he slides his length through your damp folds; collecting your slick.

Unannounced he plunges his length into you, and waits a few seconds for you to adjust to his size.

“Fuck, you’re so tight baby. Love—the way you feel wrapped around me,” He declares while he tilts his head back, in pleasure.

He continues his rough and slow pace until he gradually fastens, as he becomes more and more frantic.

“Oh fuck, you feel so good in me!!” You moan in delight, as you clutch your hands on the satin sheets underneath you.

“Oh, yeah!! Cum with me, my bunny!!” He groans adamantly, in your ear before he roughly strokes your clit to add more stimulation.

The knot in your stomach begins to tighten, as a sudden burst of electrifying pleasure surges through your body.

“Aaaahh, Steve!!” You scream out, as your hips buck up intensely while you come undone.

“Ooh, yes!!” Steve moans, spurting his cum deep into your pussy.

His body collides to yours, momentarily exhausted by the intense bliss that he lays on top of you, for a few moments.

You regain your composure again and Steve lifts himself up with his arms, and maneuvers to your right, to lay beside you.

You hear his heavy breath reverberating through the bedroom, as you feel him move closer to you again, wrapping his arm around your waist.

“You’re wonderful, my love!” He muses softly, as he nuzzles his face to the crook of your neck.

“Oh, I also have a surprise for you!” He says enthusiastically, when he quickly gets off the bed and pulls out a big orange box from underneath it.

“What for? What’s the occasion?” You ask incredulously.

“Can’t I just spoil you without having an occasion with it?” He jokingly asks, when he gives the box to you.

“Steve, you didn’t have to!!” You proclaim, as you tentatively accept his present and take it from his hands.

“I wanted to, baby. Now, open it,” He encourages you, sitting to your side as he strokes your arm gently.

A small black logo is displayed imprinted with the words ‘HERMÈS’ in the middle of the box.

“I know, it’s something that you wanted for a long time and when I saw at the boutique, I took the opportunity and bought it for you.” He proudly explains.

“No way, are you kidding me?” You intone, amazed by his gesture, instantly knowing what he’s hinting at.

“No, I’m not a comedian, I’m a doctor.” He laughs to your comment, as he puts an arm around your shoulder.

You unwrap his gift, and there it was; a red crocodile leather with gold hardware, Birkin bag.

“This must’ve cost you a fortune!” You reply astonished.

“Only 300 thousand bucks, though.” He declares nonchalantly, while shrugging his shoulder like it’s nothing.

“Only?!” You scream in bewilderment at his answer.

Emotions overtake you, as you fly into his arms, thanking him endlessly.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you Steve!!” You express while leaving soft kisses to his face.

“No problem, my love!” Steve replies back, as he takes your face in his hands and gently strokes his thumbs over your cheeks.

“It’s all for you, everything,” He conveys, with a light smile to his face.

“It’s my way to showcase my love for and to you, you deserve everything what your heart’s desires, Bunny.” He expresses affectionately.

“Thank you, again. How can I show you how thankful I am?” You ask him, astonishment and wonder evident in your voice.

“I know a couple of ways,” He says casually, while he smirks up at you.

“Ready for round 2?”

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[thebluemage]

We also did not get nearly enough of sebs hands in latex gloves. Like… mmmmmm that’s what I need. Those hands. In gloves. Preferably with a little grin on his face as he’s about to do unspeakable things to an innocent girl like meeeee. Also… the clip where he’s in scrubs and his head is tilted back? Imagine that after he’s just ~pushed in~ with you in a gyno chair.

OMG!! Yess, it’s not a want it’s a NEED!! 😩 Like please, I crave it!!

Inspection

Pairing | Doctor!Steve Kemp x female reader

Warning | Explicit sexual content, 18+, smut, clit stimulation, P in V, use of pet name (Bunny), doctor/girlfriend!patient reader dynamic, Steve Kemp himself!! (he’s a warning of his own!)

Summary | Steve conducts a thorough exam, and you discover that you need more of it.

Word Count | 613

A/N | I couldn’t help but to write this out, so thank you for your contributing thots, Dr. Kemp nonnie!! 🥵 Banners made by the amazing @vase-of-lilies. Not beta’d, but all mistakes are my own.

Masterlist

“I need you to sit still for me, bunny. Can you do that for me? Hmm.”

“Yes, doctor.” You nod while he slowly spread your legs open, as you lay comfortably on the chair.

“Good girl. Now let me take a look at you.” You could feel the cold air grazing your skin. He comes closer to you when he gasps in awe, as he moves his face closer to your sensitive parts.

You could feel his breath on you, when you feel his gloved hands fiddling you, spreading your lips open and teasing your little nub.

“Tell me as best as you can, every sensation you feel of what I do to you. Describe every detail that comes into your mind, and don’t leave anything out.” He instructs softly your way, while he gives you a little grin. Knowing all to well of how your body reacts and how responsive you are.

He continues to draw out lazy circles on your clit, as he attentively waits for your answer.

“I—I feel this surge of electricity going through me,” Your breath comes out strained as you try to breathe in deeply.

“I—it feels good, s-so good doctor.”

“Just good, Bunny? You can tell me more than that, sweetheart.”

“Oh, fuck!! I feel like electricity is rushing through my body, I f-feel like there’s fire surging in my veins, and it feels amazing!! I just... I need more!!” You plead, while your hips buck up to feeling more friction, but Steve doesn’t let you as he puts a firm hand on your lower stomach to hold your body in place.

“Not so fast, my dear. Maintain to have patience and you’ll get what you want.” He voices in a low cadence.

“Okay, Doctor.” You sigh as your body stills, as your breath slows down.

Steve looks at you again, carefully inspecting your already wet folds.

“You’re a treasure to be savored, every desire of you needs to be well taken care of. And I am here to do just that. I’m here to fulfill your every desire. I feel your despair that you want more,”

You hear some fabric moving as Steve speaks up again.

“So, who am I to deny you of any pleasure?”

You don’t have time to react when you feel his tip teasing your clit for a few seconds coating himself with your wetness, and then proceeds to plunge into you.

“Ohh, shit!!” He groans out while he slowly thrust into you. “Feels like heaven to me. Fuck, fuck.” He tilts his head back, enjoying how your walls wrap tightly around him.

You moan loudly as you feel every ridge of his cock. “Yes, yes, yes, please!! You m-make me feel alive, f-feels so great!!”

“I know, I know. You feel divine as well bunny.” He hovers his body over yours until his head is close to you, nearly hitting the shell of your ear as you hear his raspy voice.

“You’re mine. Understand, Bunny? You’re mine. Mine.” He muses instinctively as he pulls you in a hot headed kiss.

“Look at me.” He demands as you direct your eyes to his. Fire is clearly seen through his eyes, a wild unparalleled look that contains his lust.

“Tell me you’re mine.” His breathing heaves heavily against your skin.

“I’m yours, I’m yours.” Your breath hitches, forming a lump in your throat.

“Fuck. I’m yours Steve!!” You announce as you lose all control and grab him by the back of his neck and give him an all encompassing passionate kiss. Your only thought was him, nothing else.

For as long as you come to know Steve, your body was his, forever.

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[thebluemage]

I’m By Your Side

Pairing | Doctor!Steve Kemp x female reader

Warning | This is all fluff. Doctor/girlfriend!patient dynamic.

Summary | Steve takes care of you, while you’re sick.

Word Count | 2113

A/N | Thank you, nonnie for your ask!! It got me all soft and warm!! 🥺❤️ Beta’d by @christine-the-soprano-31, but all mistakes are my own. Banners made by @vase-of-lilies. If y’all enjoy it, leave some feedback, comment and reblog. I’d greatly appreciate it!! 💗

Masterlist

You usually didn’t mind the mornings. Steve let you sleep until whatever time your body needed, your alarm clock typically being the morning sunlight trickling in through the curtains.

This morning, however, you woke to find yourself drenched in sweat. Your skin felt like it was on fire, yet it felt impossible to stop shivering. With a groan, you peeled the damp covers off of your clammy skin and tried to sit up. Tried being the operative word. Your body felt too heavy and too sore to move. Mustering what little strength you could, you finally pulled yourself into a seated position. The moment you tried to get out of bed, you whimpered. You were too lightheaded and weak to even move. Having heard you whimper, Steve came running to the bedroom and was immediately at your side.

“Hey, hey. Get back in bed, sweetheart,” Steve murmured softly. His brows knitted in concern as he lowered your shivering frame back onto the bed.

“No, I’m fine Steve,” you insisted. A harsh cough racked your body, a stabbing feeling radiating through your chest. You blinked back tears as you tried to catch your breath.

“You don’t sound particularly fine, bunny. Just lay back and let me have a look at you,” he said, his tone laced with worry. He moved to grab his medical bag before returning to you.

He meticulously laid out each tool he needed: his stethoscope, his blood pressure cuff (or sphygmomanometer, as he’d taught you), thermometer, otoscope, and a tongue depressor, sterile and in still its packaging.

“Can you tell me how you’re feeling, right now?” he asked, his demeanor warm and clinical. He’d settled down beside you, expertly beginning to prop you up against the pillows. Ever the physician, he looked down at you with a curious gaze. Something about him surveying you this way always gave you butterflies, regardless of what state you were in.

“I feel tired, my limbs feel heavy, my body feels hot, my nose is stuffy, and I have a sore throat. And I feel weak,” you listed, your voice hoarse. You gave a tiny sniffle, trying futilely to clear the congestion in your nose.

“Do you feel any aches or pains?” he asked, gently pressing his palm to your forehead.

“Yes. Everywhere. My throat burns, too. But only when I swallow.”

He nodded as he took in the information. “Your forehead is very warm. Definitely a fever,” he observed. He gave a sympathetic pout and positioned the buds of his stethoscope in his ears. “I’ll have a peek at your throat in just a moment, Bunny. For now, I just need you to breathe normally for me.” Steve’s tone grew low and velvety, as it always did at that specific instruction. Breathe normally for me…

You closed your eyes and stayed perfectly still as he listened, the cool metal of the stethoscope soothing against your burning skin.

“Hmm, your heartbeat is a bit slower than usual,” he noted aloud. “Sit forward for me, sweetie.” Though before you could try to move yourself, he’d slipped a hand behind your back and gingerly pressed you forward. He caught your chest with his opposite hand, supporting you with ease. He pressed the diaphragm to your back. “Deep breath, baby girl,” he murmured, beginning to listen to your lungs.

“Lungs are congested,” he sighed. “And your breathing sounds labored.”

“Is that a concern?”

“Perhaps...” he answered. He quickly grabbed the sphygmomanometer and secured the cuff around your upper arm. He positioned his stethoscope before beginning to work the device. His expression grew even more concerned as he looked at the reading.

“90/60. That’s low, very low,” he stated as he took the cuff off of your arm. He looked at you, clearly worried.

“That’s why I feel lightheaded.”

Steve didn’t respond. Instead, he began feeling around your neck and jaw, looking for any swelling. He mumbled a few notes to himself before he picked up his otoscope and tenderly tucked your hair behind your ears. He started on your right ear, speaking softly to you, his warm, minty breath tickling your skin. Satisfied with the right side, he moved to repeat the process on the left. “Nothing alarming there,” he said as he pulled away. “No signs of infection.”

Next, he took the thermometer. “Open for me, sweetheart,” he instructed. You opened your mouth obediently, allowing him to place the thermometer under your tongue.

A few moments later, the thermometer beeped. Steve took it from your mouth, his eyes widening.

“A hundred degrees?! Oh, bunny. I’m going to clear my schedule for the next few days and give you my undivided attention.” He stroked your hair, his features twisted into a distressed expression.

“One more thing, baby,” he said, unwrapping the tongue depressor. “Can you open your mouth and say ‘ahh’ for me?”

You let out a strained ‘aah’ as he pressed on your tongue, shining his flashlight down your throat.

“That doesn’t sound or look good. I’m thinking it’s the flu. So you have to stay in bed, sweetheart. I’m going to check on you every hour or so to monitor your condition.” He sighed and began to put his equipment away.

“Is this for your research?” you asked innocently, watching him through tired eyes.

Steve looked at you, his expression softening. He cupped your cheeks. “No, darling. This has nothing to do with my research. I’m doing this because I genuinely care about your health and well being. You’re my perfect patient, my everything. My love.” He brushed his thumbs over your cheeks at that, his lips quirking up into a soft smile. “No one could ever take better care of you. It’s all gonna be okay. I’ve got you. You’re not going anywhere.” He held your face a moment longer before returning to his tools. Once they were put away, he returned to your side. His arms were secure as he held you, lovingly stroking your cheeks and hair.

You looked up at him through adoring eyes. He was right. Who could take better care of you than your doctor? “Thank you, Steve. Does this mean I get cuddles?”

“Yes,” he chuckled warmly. “Isn’t that what I’m doing right now?” He gave your nose a gentle boop. “You’re getting all the cuddles and attention I can give you.

“Tell you what,” he continued, “I really need my bunny to eat something. I’m going to make the best batch of soup I’ve ever made just for you. I’ll get you started with some nice, warm tea, too. And when I come back, you’ll eat your soup and I’ll cuddle you for as long as you’d like.”

Once he was sure you were comfortable, Steve went to make some tea. Knowing how much you hated taking medicine, he slipped whatever medication he saw fit into your tea.

As promised, he returned with your favorite mug. You mustered a barely audible, “Steve?” in your exhausted state.  

“It’s me, my love. I made you some tea with honey in it. This should soothe that icky feeling in your throat,” he cooed. “Can you take a sip for me?”

“I feel so heavy,” you whimpered as you tried to sit up.

“I know, baby. I know. But I need you to take a sip for me. I let it cool a bit so you won’t burn yourself.” He helped you sit up a tiny bit and brought the cup to your lips. “Drink, my love,” he said with gentle authority.

You obeyed, taking a couple of sips and ignoring the medicinal flavor against your tastebuds. Your doctor did know best, after all.

He smiled. “Good girl,” he praised. “Such a good girl.” He set the tea on the nightstand. “I’ll be back soon. Rest, okay?” He ran a hand over your arm before retreating to the kitchen once more.

Much like his lab, Steve’s kitchen was a sacred place. To him, at least. You’d spent countless hours watching him expertly navigate both spaces in fearful awe. So sure of himself as he seemed to be holding the entire world at his fingertips. In those moments, Dr. Steven Kemp answered to no one. The world was at his mercy.

You drifted off to sleep, only to be woken up by Steve stroking your cheek. “Wake up, Princess. Time to eat,” he said, his voice a hypnotic lilt. You blinked your eyes open to find him smiling down at you. “Hello,” he chuckled. He sat beside you, helping you sit up. “There we go,” he cooed. “Just like I promised. Do you want me to feed you, baby girl?”

Your eyes slowly shifted to the tray, which held a steaming bowl of soup, your favorite crackers, and some fresh orange juice.

You nodded, a groan slipping from your throat as you rested your head against his shoulder. “feel terrible Steve,” you mumbled, though it came out as more of a whimper.

“I know, I know,” he assured you, as though he was speaking to a child. “But it’s important that you eat. I need to make sure my little patient is properly nourished. There are lots of veggies and proteins in your soup to keep you strong while you heal. I promised you the best batch of soup I’ve ever made, and that’s exactly what I’m giving you.”

You sighed, fully alert now. “You are the doctor, I guess,” you giggled softly. “I should follow your orders, shouldn’t I?”

He laughed and settled against the headboard. “Good girl. Now open up.” He took a spoonful of soup and brought it to your lips. He wrapped an arm around you as you took the first mouthful.

“I think I can feed myself,” you told him after your third bite. “Now that I’m not so out of it.”

Hesitantly, Steve handed you the spoon. “Okay. Take your time, though. If you need me, I’m here to feed you again.”

You thanked him quietly and picked up the spoon. The soup was the best he’d ever made you. Flavorful and soothing as it ran down your throat. You hummed happily. “This soup tastes amazing, Steve. You were right. It’s your best. Thank you.”

“I’m glad, you like it darling. I want my baby to make a quick recovery. Is there anything else you need?” he inquired while stroking your hair gently.

“Cuddles. Can we cuddle after I eat my food?”

“Yes, of course, dear. But I have to check your vitals first.”

“It’s not even an hour yet, Steve.”

“So? As your doctor, I have to make sure to give you the best treatment, and that involves recording your vitals as often as I see fit.” He tilted your chin up for you to look at him. Your mouth went dry, heart skipping a beat. You knew that look.

“But, don’t you want to cuddle me first? Please?” you pleaded, giving him your best puppy dog pout.

He looked at you, his stern expression unwavering. “Bunny, I know what you’re trying to do and it’s–” he began while looking deeply into your eyes. His firm expression soon broke and he sighed. “Working.” He shook his head, chuckling.

You giggled triumphantly and continued to eat your soup and sip your tea slowly, savoring each bite and sip until the bowl and mug were empty.  

“Okay, I ate everything and I drank the tea entirely. Can we cuddle now?” you asked as you set the tray carefully on  the side table.

“Sure. We can. Come here, sweetheart.”

You let yourself melt into his embrace, humming against his chest as you nuzzled deeper into him. You felt his hand stroke your hair tenderly, and could hear his heartbeat thumping steadily beneath your cheek. It instantly calmed you.

“Is this what we’re going to do all day?” you asked softly, curiously.

“Yes. Besides the checkups, I think so. Do you feel like doing anything else?”

“No, no. This is perfect.”

“Good. Because, I’m not going anywhere. I’m by your side, whenever you need me,” he said softly as he pressed long and light kisses to your forehead. He held you tightly.

“You should rest a little, I’ll wake you for vitals soon.”

“Okay. And Steve?”

“Yes?”

“Thank you, babe,” you said as you let your eyes close.

“Shhh, shhh… rest, my bunny,” he cooed, continuing to stroke your hair.

Feeling his arms around you made you feel safe, as if nothing could ever hurt you. Your body easily relaxed into his hold, while you gradually drifted off to sleep. You could never feel safer than you did right now. Here, in his arms. Your sanctuary. Your home.

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[thebluemage]

Pool boy Service

Pairing | Pool boy!Bucky x female reader

Warning | Explicit sexual content, 18+, masturbation, voyeurism, cunnilingus (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), body worship, power dynamic, employee!Bucky/employer!reader, dirty talk, praise, use of pet names (Doll, Sugar), Bucky (he’s a warning on his own!)

Summary | You get yourself a pool boy, and you get more than what you bargained for.

Word Count | 1692

A/N | This fic originated out of a conversation and I just went along with it. And this is the result! Beta’d by the lovely @maladaptivexxdaydreaming​ but all mistakes are my own. Banners made by the talented @vase-of-lilies. If y’all enjoy it, leave some feedback, comment and reblog. I’d really appreciate it!! 💗

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Being a rich socialite living in a mansion has its perks, as your house is constantly buzzing with employees you hired to work in your household. Two cleaning ladies and two gardeners work for you. Your garden is the place you go when you are feeling stressed. Your garden has a large swimming pool in the middle, which is the most enjoyable part of it. Your sanctuary.

You go outside to take a look, you haven’t used the pool for a month now. As work interferes with your day to day life. Perhaps your manager was right to hire a pool boy to clean out your pool. Taking up her advice, you call Barnes’ Pool Services. One of the best cleaning services in town.

“Hello, with Barnes’ Pool Services. How may I help you?” A man responded to the call.

“Yeah, Hi. I’d like to hire someone to get my pool cleaned out, it looks kind of messy. Is there anyone available for today?” You ask.

“I’m sorry ma’am, all my men are unavailable for today. However you’re just in time, I was about to close up on calls. I'm available now. Would you like me to come over and work on it?” He enquires.

“Yes! That would be so kind of you! Thank you!” You said relieved, your voice sounding alleviated.

“Sure, doll. I’m happy to help you out.” He states happily.

You give him your address, as he responds “Perfect, I’ll be there in 15 minutes!” He exclaims excitedly.

“Amazing, see you then.”

“Of course, doll.”

You wait for him to arrive, but your train of thought is interrupted by the ring of a bell. You head for the security panel in the large hallway. Your security guard answered, “Miss, Barnes’ Pool Services is here.” The guard informed you. “Great, let him in, Stewart.” You respond affirmably.

The gate opens and a blue van rides into your property and stops at your front lawn. He opens the car door and approaches you, you take a look at him. You’re astounded, it’s like you’ve never seen beauty from up close before.

“Hi, doll. I’m Bucky.” He smiled widely.

You appear to be entirely absorbed on the scene in front of you. Piercing blue eyes, sculpted face, and a black metal arm with gold linings. You can’t stop staring in astonishment at his mechanical arm. At this point you’re staring at him.

“You’re hired!” You impulsively responded.

“Whoa there, don’t be hasty. I haven’t seen the condition of the pool. I haven’t shown you my services yet.” He chuckles as he winks at you.

“However I think it would be best if you guide me to your pool.” He instructs.

“Oh… yeah. Oh yeah!” You said, realization hitting you like a ton of bricks. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-”

“No need to apologize. It’s alright.” He interferes as a smile appears on his face again.

“I mean I could do the same to you, to be honest. It’s not everyday that I see someone so beautiful like you are” He responds, giving you a wide smirk.

You laugh as you shake your head. You turn around and decide to lead him to the back. He followed suit. Not another word is exchanged, silently acknowledging the tension between the two of you. You reach the sliding door to your garden and the pool. Bucky takes a thorough view at it and he decides that it’s important to clean it out now.

You watch him from the inside, sitting on a lounger chair with a clear view. The sun is scorching, his white tank top sticking on his body like a second skin making it transparent. The contour of his abs protruding the thin material. He’s holding the leaf skimmer, skimming the leaves and other clutter out of the pool. Gracefully gliding the skimmer through the waves of water, not leaving any dirt behind.

His body glistens with sweat beneath the sun. He wipes the sweat off from his forehead with the back of his hand. He continues his handy work until he stops and puts the skimmer to the side and takes off his tank top. The sunlight shimmers upon his glorious body, enunciating his corded muscles.

You can’t deny your attraction towards him. Every move he makes has you mesmerized. A burning sensation fills your gut which transmutes into an ache between your thighs. It’s a pure desire you can’t shake off. You wave your sundress aside and reach your spot. You keep your sights on Bucky as you slowly caress your aching throb.

Your eyes are fixating on him, thinking about all the things he could do to you. Your mouth is slightly agape as you touch the delirious ache of your pussy. Your senses are heightened and your body becomes responsive to your own caress. Your vision becomes blurry and you close your eyes.

You begin to stare at the ceiling as you lose yourself into an euphoric state of bliss. You add some friction by flicking your clit multiple times. You let out a whimper and you throw your head to the side.

“Fuck!” You utter out quietly.

“Oh, Bucky!” Your whimpers gradually become moans. There’s nothing more exhilarating than how you feel right now.

“So, you’re enjoying the view huh?” You hear a raspy voice sounding, interrupting your actions.

You immediately stop with what you’re doing and stand up from your lounger chair.

“Oh my god! it’s not what it looks like!” You said embarrassed, looking away from him. He’s in front of you. His body is still glistening, a mischievous smirk appears on his face.

“You know? I didn’t need to clean out the pool just for you to have me shirtless.” He states as he approaches you. With each step he takes, you step backwards until you hit the wall. He strategically cages you in by placing a hand on the wall to each side of your head. His face comes closer to you, you feel his breath against the shell of your ear.

“Were you watching me, doll?” He whispered seductively. The sultry tone in his voice is undeniable.

“Because if so, then I’m glad to know that you find me attractive as well. Because I find you stunning too.” He continues. Avoiding eye contact you quietly nodded to his question.

“You naughty girl. Look what you’ve done to me.” His voice rasps out as he looks down. Your eyes lower to his growing bulge straining his shorts, making you feel less self conscious about what happened.

“Your little show has me all riled up, sugar.” He confessed while he lowered his eyes to your core. “And I want to bet that you taste like sugar too.” He declares, descending himself down never leaving eye contact, until his face is in front of your heat. Your already wet cunt sticks against the thin underwear you’re wearing.

“Maybe I should clean your pussy out too. Would you like that, sugar?” He asks, he looks into your eyes searching for signs of confirmation.

“Yes, I-I’d like that.” You stammer out while you nod.

“I thought so.” He lets out a chuckle.

“Now, let’s get this out of the way” He says as he grabs a handful of your sundress holding it to the side and grabs the band of your underwear sliding them off your legs.

“Let me taste you.” He said softly. You can feel the tip of his tongue going through your slit, drawing out a whimper out of you.

“Just as I thought, you taste like sugar indeed.” A breathy moan reverberates through the room. “Yes you sound so cute like that, let me hear you sugar.” His words coaxing you on, not holding back any sound of pleasure.

“Oh! Oh fuck!” You gasp out, feeling his salacious tongue flicking against your clit. “Hmm, you’re so delicious!” He groans, sending vibrations right through your whole body.

He wraps his arms around your thighs, holding you in place. He gives you long and slow strokes, capturing you in total ecstasy. Nibbling, sucking, absorbing your wet slick with his mouth. He’s enchanted by your taste and he relishes how he makes you feel.

“Aaah, Bucky!” You whine out, grasping a fistful of his hair to have some grip of his meticulous gratification. “Hmm… I need more.” He grunts and without any warning he adds a metal finger into your tight hole, quickly followed by two metal fingers.

Your senses are heightened with the increased stimulation, your hips begin to writhe, grinding on his face. Still pumping his fingers inside of you, stroking your walls enticingly.

“I’m going to cum!” You announce, your voice sounding rasp with despair. He increases his pace more drastically as he sucks hard on your little nub.

“Fuck!” You scream out, finally reaching your climax as your walls clench hard around his fingers. You see stars as bliss engulfs you through your body, finishing off. Your hips are stuttering, feeling the aftershocks of your orgasm.

“Good girl.” Bucky said contentedly, smiling while he laps up your essence dripping out. His praise leaves you mewling. When you regain your composure, you find your words again.

“I didn’t know you give this kind of service too.” You’re astonished by what just happened.

“What can I say? I’m a man of surprise and someone so sweet like you deserves some extra service.” He declares while wiping your remnants off his chin with his flesh hand and putting his fingers of both hands into his own mouth, tasting you one last time.

“Hmmm, I can’t get enough of you Sugar, maybe I should clean you out too every now and then.” He affirms, standing up in front of you whilst giving you a wink.

“If this is the extra service you give to me, including your pool service. Then, I’ll give it a 5-star rating and review.” You said, completely baffled by all of it.

“Well, I’m glad that you enjoyed my services. But since I’m already hired, should we do this, every once a week, Sugar?” He asked innocently, giving you his devilish grin.

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[thebluemage]

Hey!! :) I wanna say thanks for sharing your writing with us! Do you have any tips for getting started? I am working on a fic and I'm kinda nervous and unsure if I should share it?? Idk, the thought makes me nervous

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