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#welldonebeca's bratty baby
welldonebeca · 5 months
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bratty baby *
Summary: When you act out, Steve and Bucky teach you, their bratty baby, a lesson.   (It’s just porn. There is barely a plot holding this together.) Warnings: Masturbation. Teasing. Degrading kink. Dom/Sub dynamics. Daddy kink. Smut. Patreon promo. Everyone in this story is 30 or older.
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Steve was busy and Bucky wasn't home.
Everything always started when Steve was busy and Bucky wasn't home, because you had to get horny when you were supposed to be entertaining yourself, and it wasn't your fault that entertaining yourself usually meant reading.
And maybe it was your fault that most of your reading materials were some sort of porn.
However, you could never fully entertain yourself when one of the boys were home, cause you were only allowed to masturbate when you were home alone, and only once a day at the most!
And how could you not get horny, when your boyfriends were so fucking hot and Steve looked so big and so delectable on that stupid couch where he was reading his reports?!
You sneaked to him with bare feet and just a big shirt you'd stolen right out of Bucky's wardrobe, holding a teddy bear nearly your size in your hand.
"Daddy?" you called softly.
He didn't even raise his head from the big and heavy folder on his hand.
"Yes, my baby?" he lowered his reading glasses, looking at something from over the lenses.
You pouted, swinging on the balls of your feet.
"I'm bored."
Steve hummed a little bit, tapping something onto his phone, but you couldn't see it.
"I know, baby," he set it aside. "But daddy's busy. Have you tried playing your games?"
"My Switch is out of juice," you kicked the air.
He picked up a pen, writing something onto the paper.
"And your kindle?"
You bit your lower lip.
"You know why I can't read my Kindle when you're home."
Steve glanced back at you, raising his eyebrow.
"What about your Sims game?"
You pouted.
"But daddy," you walked to him. "I don't want to play the Sims."
He sighed and you walked to him, sitting on his thighs with your legs spread, and he rested a hand on your back, still very focused.
You nuzzled into his neck, holding his shoulder, and he barely glaced at you when you adjusted yourself, pressing yourself against the fabric of his pants and started rocking your hips, rubbing your clit against his thigh.
"Princess," he lifted your shirt slowly, touching your lower back with his warm hand, and you shivered. "Why aren't you wearing your panties?"
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