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Had a thought that Im pretty sure MANY have had before me...

If Chris Evans nuts in someone, does he call it a Boston Creampie?

hornyposting on tumblr so i dont have to feel An Emotion

it is what it is

People saying they turn vegan after watching fresh. I just get turned on :)

chris evans affirmations <3

There is no slut shaming in this house, only slut encouragement

✨just fandom things✨

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Insatiable 20.2

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Summary: When Bucky discovers porn, he hides in the gym and takes matters into his own hands.

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI. Explicit sexual content. Bisexual Bucky Barnes. Masturbation (m), hand job, crude titles courtesy of pornhub dot com, internalized shame, secondhand embarrassment, and a dash of Stucky yearning for good measure.

Word Count: 2.4k

A/N: Okay, third time's a charm. To everyone who commented on/reblogged the earlier posts, I see you & love you. This is the last time I'm gonna mess with this, I swear.

All Insatiable entries can be read as one-shots! No plot, just porn. But reading the yhhmsgm series will make the dynamic/emotions that much better ☺️

No links here to try to appease the tag gods. You know where to find me 💖

“Oh, yeah! Harder!”

Bucky’s heart nearly stopped.

“Shit,” he muttered as he fumbled with his phone, almost dropping it in his struggle to turn the volume down. The nasally moans echoing through the gym faded until they were gone, and he looked around in a panic, a blush rising to his cheeks.

He tried to take a deep breath. He was alone. He knew no one else was there with him in the basement gym. But he didn’t know how the video could go from silent to that fucking loud, and now his hands were shaking and his heart was racing and god fucking damn it, his dick was hard.

Bucky was curious, that was all. After that movie he watched with you, with its tasteful but explicit sex scene, he couldn’t help but wonder. Sure, that one video he tried to watch so long ago was too much for him. Too overwhelming, jumping right past arousing and straight to uncomfortable.

But what if… what if other videos weren’t like that? What if they were more like that scene the other night that got him so flustered, so horny, that he fucked you into the couch until it skidded across the floor from his force?

He was just curious.

He came down to the gym to work out— honest, he did. But he couldn’t get the idea out of his mind, and when he finished his last set he pulled his phone from his pocket and sat down on the weight bench. 

With a quick glance over his shoulder, he pulled up the site. The ads plastered across the page were… jarring, but he swiped through the menu anyway, looking at his options. Deciding. 

Wake Up Morning Sensual Sex 

…That seemed like it might be okay. Bucky hit play.

Kisses. Caresses. Soft touches. A grainy video of a guy and a girl, average looking, the camera set up on their dresser as they undressed. Bucky could see them speaking to each other, but he couldn’t hear— no matter how high he turned the volume on his phone, it wouldn’t make a sound. 

He didn’t have too long to worry about that, though. The video quickly got on with the main event, and he held his phone closer to his face as the actor slipped inside his partner, Bucky squinted at the pixels, as if he could force the resolution to improve with willpower alone— he wanted to see the expression on her face, wanted to see the point where they joined, wanted to see the way his muscles rippled as he fucked her. 

But when Bucky looked closer, he noticed the little picture of a speaker with an X through it in the corner of the screen. Of course, he thought— it was muted. He tapped it to clear the X, and all hell broke loose.

By the time he got the volume under control, he was breathing heavily. The moans and sloppy wet noises had gone straight to his dick despite his panic, and it was half hard, tenting his gym shorts away from his body. He thought about running back upstairs to you, just for a quickie, something to make the throbbing fullness in his balls disappear, but no— you deserved better than that. You deserved to be warmed up slowly, to be touched how you wanted to be touched. And after what Bucky just saw, he didn’t have the patience for that.

He tucked his cock up into his waistband and walked carefully, casually, toward the bathroom. 

Grabbing one of those lotion samples from where they were displayed along the sinks, he continued around the corner to the showers. He couldn’t turn the water on— that would make watching the video difficult— but the showers felt private, so he picked a stall and sat down on the dry tile bench inside.

He tried to get comfortable, but he couldn’t quite shake the feeling that what he was doing was bad. It was wrong. But he was alone, he reminded himself, and this was no different than when he sneakily used your conditioner in the shower upstairs when he didn’t want to bother you with his needs. It was okay. His soft exhale turned into a hiss when he pulled his shorts and boxers down around his thighs, releasing his cock from its confines.

He had only watched a few minutes of the video, but he was still almost completely hard. Of course he was. Greedy and insatiable, as usual. He squeezed some unscented lotion into his right hand and let it warm up in his palm while he unlocked his phone with his left. 

He hit play. 

Whatever primal, animalistic piece of his brain that he had muffled for so long was lighting up bursts— sharp cracks of fire between his synapses, under his skin. He didn’t know why he liked this, didn’t know why his cock throbbed or why the actors’ hushed gasps and whimpers sent electricity coursing through his blood. But he wrapped his slicked-up hand around his cock, and the sweet relief that rushed through him made him not care to find the answers. 

He gripped himself tightly, his hand working a sharp rhythm and he felt each spike of hormones, each surge of heat that spread out from his hips toward the tips of his fingers. The precum that leaked from him only added to the glide. 

Bucky didn’t stand a chance; it was over before it began. The man on his phone screen was still thrusting away when his balls tightened, and he rocked his spinning head back against the wall and shut his eyes as the pleasure took over. 

He came with a grunt, his hips writhing, fucking up into his fist as he shot white lines across his sweat-shined chest and abdomen. The only sound he heard was blood rushing in his ears, and when he blinked his eyes open again, it took a second before his brain processed anything more than black. 

When he finally came back online, he realized the phone in his left hand was still playing the video. He glanced at it, and oh— why had he let himself come so soon? This was the best part. He saw the man’s muscles quake, saw his cock pulse when he pulled out and came on her tits, and fuck— Bucky’s own dick throbbed in his hand to match it. He tried to squeeze it, to calm it down, but it still felt fucking good, and he wound up gently stroking it instead. 

Up Next: Busty Blonde Gets 15 Creampies at Gangbang

He frowned at the thumbnail and hit the skip button. 

Up Next: Tall Hung Stud Fucks Tiny Twink 

Bucky furrowed his brow. He didn’t know what a twink was. He let it load.

Oh. Holy fucking shit.

His brain glitched as the memories loaded: Steve, in their old Brooklyn apartment. Steve, sitting on the fire escape in his boxers in the summer heat, the pale expanse of his back utterly feline as he leaned over his sketchbook. Steve, in Bucky’s bed when they were both drunk, their hands touching and exploring under covers and under the protection of being able to deny it in the morning.

Bucky’s nervous eyes flew up again, because surely this was a trap— surely this wasn’t legal, wasn’t even thinkable. But he was still alone inside that tiled shower stall, and the site promised even more videos when this one was over:

Teen Boy Fucked By Straight Friend In Elevator And Cums Three Times In A Row!

College Friend Got Him Fucked In The Ass

Massive Muscled Hunk Dominates BF

A notification appeared at the top of his screen, but he quickly swiped it away before hitting play.

“Oh, honey.”

Bucky’s eyes snapped open. 

When did you learn to be so sneaky? Or maybe Bucky was just too far gone to notice your footsteps approaching. His hand froze on his exhausted cock when you stepped around the corner to peer into the shower stall, your hands on your hips and an unreadable expression on your face. Too late, he locked his phone and silenced the chorus of deep moans from the men on the screen.  

A deep flush formed on his cheeks, spreading down his neck to his chest while your eyes roamed across his bare skin. He knew he was a disaster; his abdomen was tacky with drying semen and sweat, evidence of the orgasm after orgasm he had pulled from his body. How many had it been, now— four? Five? He couldn’t remember, couldn’t separate the blur of the last several hours spent in that gym bathroom. He scrambled for something to cover up with, but his shirt was out on the weight bench where he left it, and he couldn’t pull his boxers back up over the sticky mess he had created.

Bucky couldn’t meet your eyes as you looked between his cherry red face, his spent but still-hard cock in one hand, and the phone that he was hopelessly trying to conceal in the other.

“I— I’m s— I’m, uh—” He couldn’t string together the words, and even if he could, what difference would it make? What kind of apology could make up for the scene you just walked in on— your boyfriend, debauched and depraved, watching the kinds of videos that he still felt like he should be locked up for?  

You moved toward him, into the shower. “You’ve had some fun, huh?” you murmured, and Bucky’s shocked eyes shot up at that— where he expected ridicule and anger, he only heard desire. Stepping between his spread thighs, you braced one hand on the wall behind him and leaned down to kiss him. 

Goosebumps spread from the nape of his neck down his shoulders and back. He couldn’t quite kiss you back; his mind was blank with panic. He was dizzy. He was hallucinating. And when your free hand reached down to gently tug on his aching balls, he knew he was a goner. 

“Still so close, aren’t you?” Your hot breath against his ear tore a whimper from his throat before he could bite down on his lip to silence it. You kept your cheek pressed against his, but he could feel you smile— and when you pulled away from him, he saw that glimmer in your eyes. 

You sat down on the corner of the bench with one leg pulled up, your body angled toward him, and motioned for him to sit back between your legs. He wasn’t sure what you were getting at, but he still felt like a scolded puppy so he did as you said, settling his sweaty back against your clean shirt. He couldn’t help but flinch when you wrapped your arms around him and hugged him tight; the idea that you could still want to touch him after finding him like this was unthinkable.

Of course you did, he tried to tell himself. You loved him. Even if he didn’t always let himself feel it, he knew that you did.

You sat like that for a while; just long enough for Bucky’s anxious breathing to slow and his head to clear a little. But then he felt your lips against his neck, your fingernails scratching gently along his thighs, and all he could hear was static.

“Put your video back on,” you murmured, gentle but commanding.

The static in his head warped to a sharp screech of feedback. “W-what?” 

No, no, no, it was bad enough that you caught him like this, but now you wanted to see the video? He still had a smidgen of plausible deniability, the tiniest bit of hope that you hadn’t seen what he was watching, but if he turned his phone back on now, there would be no escaping it. 

It wasn’t like he didn’t want you. He always wanted you. He just… wanted this, sometimes, too.

But you kissed just below his ear, at his pulse point— sexy, yes, but undeniably, soul-crushingly tender, too— so he gulped and unlocked his phone, lifting it to where you could see the screen. 

You didn’t say anything, but you didn’t need to; Bucky heard your breaths quicken, felt your heartbeat pound against his back. The video had jumped back about twenty seconds, and he felt that fire mixed with shame as recorded moans filled the shower stall again. His body was still somehow, miraculously, infuriatingly, reacting to the video, and he shut his eyes and hoped to god that you hadn’t noticed his dick twitch.

Bucky nearly choked when you wrapped your hand around him and began to stroke him. He had been too wrapped up in his own shame to notice you reach for the lotion, and the shock of your touch made his hips buck up, thrusting into your hand. He couldn’t stop the moan that ripped out of his chest or the way his head fell back against your shoulder.

“Hold the phone up,” you reminded him softly.

Your grip on him was firm, your motions quick and precise, but both of you knew you wouldn’t be able to get him there after he had already come so many times. You eased your hand away from him and let him take over, his chest heaving as he pumped his cock almost frantically, chasing his release with abandon because that video was still playing, and you— you— 

After just a few moments he shuddered and came with a choked groan, his mouth slack as he panted. The euphoria inside him was just as strong as the first time he came that afternoon, but his exhausted body didn’t quite have the range it had earlier; after one spurt that reached his chest, you replaced his hand with yours and milked the last few dribbles out over your hand. When he was finally spent, you released him gently and raised a finger to your mouth.

“Hnng,” was the only sound Bucky could force out, but you didn’t give him any more time to recover.

“As delicious as this is,” you said lightly, earning another groan, “I’m, like, actually hungry.” You placed a quick kiss on his cheek and shimmied your hips, asking him to move. “You missed dinner. C’mon.” 

Wait— “What time is it?” Bucky’s voice sounded like he was underwater, but you understood.

“Late enough for me to come looking for you when you ignored my texts.”

Bucky’s heart dropped again at that, but you only gave his hip a playful smack to urge him to his feet. “You’re not… mad?”

You snorted. “Are you kidding? This is top tier content for my personal spank bank.” You grinned at Bucky as he sat up, but he only stared back at you, uncomprehending; either that wasn’t English, or his brain had well and truly turned to mush. “Speaking of that… I have an idea.”

chris evans: *sees puppies*

puppies: *being cute and lovely little creatures*

chris evans: GRRRUUUHGHHHH

I simply don't know how to feel right now

PUPPY INTERVIEW

I CAN'T

MY OVARIES

MY HEART

CHRISTOPHER HOW DARE YOU OH GOD

anytime, anywhere

summary || Bucky is flattered when he finds fanfiction, but he isn’t even aware of what half of the words mean.

warnings || shy! reader, unprotected sex, dirty talk, metal arm kink, fingering, thigh riding, choking, multiple orgasms, very filthy but I’m tired to add more warnings. PWP — MINORS DNI 🔞 if any of this makes you uncomfortable then please do not read!

I have decided to not do taglists anymore, so if you wished to be notified of my newest updates please follow @bonky-n-steeb-lib and turn on the notifications!

sjsjdhdhy… I hope you like this hehe

“Is this what people write about me?” Your head snapped up from the novel you were reading as Bucky’s voice reverberated in the otherwise empty room. He sat besides you on the lush sofa and you kept your book aside.

The avengers tower was fairly empty except you two today as the others were either on vacation or had gone on missions. And it wasn’t new for him to come with you with questions as you’d become his unofficial guide into this modern world.

“What?” You were confused at his sudden question. He turned his phone towards you and it took a moment for the words shining on the screen to seep into your head. You nervously gulped as you realised that it was a smutty fanfiction about him.

“It’s… it’s fanfiction…. like uh,..” you spluttered around your words as Bucky just shook his head. “I know. I searched up what it meant on the internet. I mean I’m flattered they write about me. It’s interesting for sure. But I don’t even know what half of these words mean.”

You licked your dry lips as you realised what exactly Bucky wanted to ask you, and it was somehow worse than just explaining fanfiction to him. Bucky thoughtfully scrolled through his phone before speaking. “What’s cock warming? Is it something related to chickens?”

In other circumstances, you would’ve laughed your ass off, but right now you were faced with the looming question of how to answer Bucky’s question. “Bucky.. I… it’s…I umm…” your entire body became warm and Bucky held back a chuckle as you stuttered with embarrassment.

“If it’s so difficult, let it be.” Bucky waved his hand off in a dismissive gesture. You sagged into the couch with relief. Bucky became silent for some time and you thought that he wouldn’t ask more questions. But you were wrong, “What’s thigh riding?”

“Umm, thigh.. thigh riding.. uh, right… about that…” you were nearly sweating at this point and you couldn’t properly process words. You knew how to explain it, you just didn’t know how to explain it to Bucky.

He was a very good friend of yours, and you had discussed many things together, but talking about this still made your face heat up. You were lost in your own head when suddenly Bucky picked you up and placed you on his lap.

“I think it’s hard to explain. So why don’t you just show me?”

Your jaw fell open as you stared with disbelieving eyes at Bucky. Did he really just say that? You opened and closed your mouth as you wanted to speak, but no words were coming out of it.

Bucky was loving the expression on your face; almost as if he broke your brain with just his words. “You look so dumb and I haven’t even fucked you yet.” Your blinked your eyes rapidly as you tried to get your brain back online, “huh what?”

“I said, do you wanna show me?” His hand was cupping your face and you were sure he could face your heated skin. But answering his question wasn’t that difficult now that you knew he wanted the same thing as you. “Yes.”

Bucky was a fine man and only an idiot wouldn’t want him. Not only was he a good man, he was excruciatingly handsome too. His eyes darkened with hunger and a fire lit in the pit of your stomach when he repositioned you over his thick thigh.

Your fingers were trembling as you curled them in his shirt for support. A soft moan escaped your lips as he held your hips tightly while dragging your further on your thigh. The soft material of your pants was rubbing against your heated core, and yet electric sparks were travelling down your spine.

“Remove your pants.” Bucky said without sugarcoating. “Wha… what?” Your stopped moving your hips and gulped. “Remove your pants, it’ll feel better.” Bucky’s fingers began tugging the soft sweatpants you were wearing.

Of course Bucky knew what all those words meant. But he was a very cruel man. He loved it when you got shy and flustered. It was probably the best sight in the whole world for him when you nervously chewed your lips as you gazed at him with bashful eyes.

“Bucky, someone will see.” You whispered as you frantically looked around the room. The fact that you were still seated in the meeting area wasn’t lost upon you. “Let them. Let them see what they will never have.” Bucky said with a smirk.

It all felt like a dream as you stood up from his lap and undressed. Bucky’s eyes were shamelessly running down your body and the unhidden lust was making you feel more desired than you ever had. Just his dark eyes were giving you goosebumps.

He spread his thighs further apart and motioned you to come closer. You sucked in a breath as you sat on his thigh and the course material of his jeans came in direct contact with your bare pussy. You once again held on to Bucky as you began moving your hips.

Your swollen clit rubbed deliciously against his pants and you chewed on your lip as you settled into a rhythm. Bucky wasn’t touching you, instead he was sitting back and just taking in the view as you drew your pleasure from him.

“Look at the mess you’ve made.” Bucky clicked his tongue. You opened your eyes, which you didn’t even realise you’d closed in the first place, and stared at the wet patch on Bucky’s jeans. Your slick was smeared across his thigh and the sight sent an unexpected wave of arousal through you.

“Look at me.” His words didn’t leave you any option but to stare into his deep blue eyes. The intensity of the entire act was setting you aflame. “Is this what you mean by thigh riding? Hmm,.. I guess I kinda do know now what you mean by cockwarming.”

When you didn’t reply and kept going, Bucky was quick to hold your waist tightly to stop you from moving. You were nearly desperate at this point to cum and you whined in complaint, “Bucky.. please.” But Bucky just tutted back, “Please what?”

“Please just..” you wanted to scream and shout and tell him that you wanted to cum, but somehow you were getting so bashful that even words weren’t forming. “Please let me… please!” You pleaded and Bucky just raised his eyebrow in question.

“Please let me cum!” You finally managed to spill the words out. You couldn’t handle this edging anymore as you rubbed yourself over his thigh. Your entire body felt like a live wire and you didn’t think you had it in you to hold it in anymore.

“No.” Was his simple reply. You stopped your movements as you gawked at Bucky. Your lips were suddenly dry and licked them before speaking up in a hoarse voice, “what?” You were still disbelieving of Bucky clear denial. But whatever was happening was only turning you on more.

“You don’t get to cum.” He reinstated his words and you pouted. “But why?” Bucky smirked as if he was waiting to give you the explanation. “You’ve been so naughty. Reading all this dirty stuff about me.” He shook his head as if he was disappointed. “Tell me, do you deserve to cum?”

“Bucky….” you gulped before moaning out the next words. “Oh my fucking god!” You really hadn’t thought Bucky would do something like this, and now that he was, you were really enjoying the whole unexpected ride.

But your smile turned into a squeal when Bucky slapped your ass. “Good girls don’t curse like that.” He muttered before placing his metal fingers over your heated pussy. You sobbed out a choked cry when he swirled your slick over your swollen folds.

You spread your legs wider and your fists curled tighter in his shirt as two of his fingers entered you. The metal fingers were thick and cool as he fingered you. Everything that was happening right now was straight out of your dreams.

“Do you think of me? Do you imagine it to be me when you touch yourself at night?” His voice was raspy. Your body was covered with a sheen of sweat by now and you’d nearly lost all of your coherent thoughts. Your brain solely focused on the fingers curling deliciously inside you.

“Answer me!” You gulped at his commanding tone and furiously nodded your head. He smirked at your admission and you felt like hiding your face in shame. You were honestly loving the way he was making you humiliate yourself and you didn’t know how, but you wanted more of it.

Bucky trailed down kisses from your neck to your pebbled nipples and you shivered at his warm touch. He played with your tits as he nibbled and sucked your nipples and you couldn’t stop the moan that bubbled up your throat as his hot mouth surrounded your pebbled nipples.

You whined at the loss when Bucky pulled back with a pop. His saliva began cooling over your sensitive skin and you shivered despite being very warm. “Look how sensitive you are. All you had to do was ask me to fuck you and I would’ve. No need of reading this stuff and getting yourself so riled up.”

You hadn’t ever thought the words spilling out of Bucky’s mouth would ever turn you on to this extent. He was already fucking you with his fingers, but somehow, you needed more. “Bucky please fuck me!” You didn’t plead, this time, you begged.

“Good girl.” You would’ve cum from just from his praise if he hadn’t pulled out his fingers. His flesh hand was still holding your waist tight enough to keep you from squirming. Your eyes nearly squinted as you followed as his fingers. He rubbed his wet fingers over your lips, smearing your slick, “Lick.”

You ran your tongue over your lips and his eyes keenly followed the movement. He placed two of his fingers back over your lips, but this time, he swiftly entered your open mouth. The fingers were thick and nearly reached the back of your throat and you gagged.

“Just like that. Suck on them like you’d suck my cock.” Encouraged by Bucky, you swirled your tongue over his fingers. He sucked in a sharp breath and you figured out that he could feel his metal hand. You doubled down your efforts and you could slowly feel the metal grow warmer in your mouth.

“You want to get fucked?” The question was straight forward and yet it made your head short circuit. “Yes Bucky!” He hummed as he mused and pushed his fingers deeper before pulling them out. “Go ahead then.” He said motioning towards his cock.

Bucky was making you do the work despite knowing how shy you were. With shaky hands, you unzipped his tented jeans and took out his hard length. Your mouth salivated at the sight of his thick cock and you lined it up with your sopping hole as you couldn’t wait anymore.

Your eyes clenched closed as he entered you. His thick length was stretching you deliciously as you slowly took him up to the base. His hands fisted at his sides when your hot walls wrapped around him. You took a moment to get settled with the stretch before moving your hips in a rhythmic matter.

Taking support on his chest, you began fucking yourself on his cock. Gravity was doing its work pulling you down whenever you raised yourself. He went deeper than anything you’ve ever had and you couldn’t stop the moans that kept on spilling from your lips.

“You’ll have this whenever you want.” Bucky murmured in your ear as you kept riding him. “Your tight cunt feels like heaven around my cock. Anytime you want this, just tell me. I’ll fill you up and keep you stuffed with my cum, would you like that?”

“Yes! Please, I want it. I want you so bad!” You whined. Your hips seemed to be moving of their own accord as you began fucking yourself harder. “Keep moving that pretty hole then. Keep riding me like that and I’ll fill you up nice and deep. Is that what you want?”

“Yes! Ye… yes buc.. Bucky! Pluh… please!” You stammered. You felt yourself getting closer to your release and you wouldn’t let Bucky take that away from you this time. “My fat cock’s got you stammering, ain’t it?”

His words were enough to push you on the edge as the waves of pleasure dragged you down with them. The orgasm felt like drowning in the sea and floating at the same time. It was a sublime feeling you couldn’t really put into words.

You sagged on Bucky’s chest as the climax left you feeling boneless. But Bucky was quick to flip you over on the coffee table. Your hands shook as you raised your ass up. Your breath hitched when Bucky entered you again from behind.

This time, he wasn’t merciful, he was animalistic and passionate. Unlike his previous cold exterior, he was like a man possessed now. The snapping of hips was shaking the table and he curled his hand around your neck and raised you up such that your back was pressed to his chest.

Your body was covered in sweat as you panted and moaned. His unrelenting thrusts were making stars burst behind your eyes. He was still murmuring filth into your ear, but you were too out of it to listen. You clutched his hand gracing your throat as your legs shook with the force of his thrusts.

It didn’t take long for your second orgasm to crash into you as you felt as if you were still reeling from the first. You felt little tremors of electricity going around your entire body. Your walls clenched around Bucky and he too came inside you with a loud grunt.

You nearly fell down on the sofa again, but the impact was reduced by Bucky’s body under you. You both heaved for air and as you settled down a little, you couldn’t help but start giggling. “What’s so funny?”

You were lying atop Bucky as you shook your head. “I can’t believe I fell for that.” Bucky circled his arms tightly around you. “You can act so innocent sometimes Bucky, I can’t believe this. Also did you mean it?” Bucky chuckled behind you. “Mean what?”

“Whenever I want it….” You left the rest of your sentence hanging in the air. But Bucky understood what you were saying. He turned you around such that you were facing him. “Yeah. I meant it, just ask and you’ll get it, anytime, anywhere.”

STAY SAFE!! [ID: the Gilbert Baker pride flag with the words “Happy pride to all those who are unable to celebrate openly and safely. You are loved and seen!” in all-caps black text over it. /end ID]

Fuck Taurus men

*slams hand on table* I WANT A COWBOY!BUCKY FANFIC DAMMIT

SEBASTIAN STAN as STEVE KEMP in FRESH (2022) • Wardrobe Appreciation

me: *hyperfixating on fictional character for hours before bed* wow, I sure hope I’ll dream about them

my dreams: *spider monster chasing me downtown*

I made a meme

you know who would serve absolute cunt at the met gala? megamind.

Always the Bridesmaid

Starring: Ari Levinson x Plus Size Fem!Reader

Summary: Ari likes it when he helps you relax

Once again, inspired by my bestie @wayward-blonde who sent me this photo!

Warnings: NSFW! 18+Only.

A/N: For all my ladies with thick thighs and softer bellies like myself!

Word Count: 1078

Divider by @firefly-graphics

Taking a sip of your wine, you sigh with content as the crisp Chardonnay hits your tongue and slides down your throat. Smiling to yourself, you watch your best friend laugh and smile while her brand new husband spun her around on the dance floor.

Your eyes wander and your breath hitches when you see him. Ari Levinson, best man and object of every woman’s desire judging from the circle of women surrounding him as he took long chugs from a beer. You watch his lips wrap around the bottle, arousal flooding your panties as you imagine those same lips pressing kisses along your bare skin.

The fantasy would never happen though, you frown, draining the yellow liquid from the glass. As beautiful as you felt today in your dress, you couldn’t help but think about your smaller counterparts. You bet they didn’t have to ask for a dress that would hide their soft tummy and flatter their fuller figure. Surely Ari would pick one of the women with long toned legs in a short sparkly mini dress to bring back to his room tonight.

“Doing well, sunshine?”

You hadn’t noticed Ari leave his fan club and stand in front of your table. You swore you saw his eyes dip to the swell of your chest and back up to your face, and you’re finding it hard to form a coherent sentence.

“I’m fine, just taking a break!” You rush out, dying on the inside because this man can reduce you to a wet puddle with just his presence. The heat creeps up the back of your neck when Ari doesn’t move, his deep blue eyes searching yours.

“Are you sure? You seem a bit… tense.” He places his bottle on the table, shrugging out of his tux jacket, placing it over a chair and loosening his tie.

“Yup! Just need one more of these!” You lift your empty wine glass, moving to stand. It was the low growl, and the soft but firm command that has you sinking back into your seat.

“Stay.”

Ari glanced around, placing a finger to his lips in a silent “shush.” When he sees that no eyes are on him, he drops to his knees, lifting the floor length tablecloth and disappearing from view. It’s mere moments before you feel him, his hands caressing your feet, carefully slipping them out of your heels.

He massages your calves, his fingertips following the path up your legs tickling the skin of your inner thighs. Bunching up the chiffon of your dress, he pauses, waiting for you to shift so it gathers around your hips. He places your leg on a chair, allowing him access to your waiting center.

He noses up the crotch of your panties, deeply inhaling your scent. They’re already soaked, a shudder overtaking your body when his tongue lightly teases you through the fabric. You’re in a daze, not believing that this is actually happening, but you aren’t going to be the one to stop him.

Ari nips at your flesh, kissing everywhere but where you need him to. Your fingers grip your seat, breaths coming out hot and heavy when he pulls your panties to the side. You’re eager, and you swore you heard him chuckle when you wiggle to spread yourself open as wide as you could.

It’s the soft burn of his beard you feel first, lightly scraping against your cunt, jolts of pleasure spreading from your core to the outer extremities. His tongue laves around your lips, taking his time, teasing you to the brink before pulling back, a cool stream of air blown along your wetness. Finally, you gasp when his tongue spears through your cunt, a broad stripe licked up through your slit.

“Have you seen Ari?” Your eyes snap open in the direction of the voice, one of the women from his fan club standing at the other side of the table, hands on her hips waiting for an answer. Of course he takes this opportunity to suck your clit into his mouth, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you try to speak.

“He’s not… I haven’t… seen him.” You stammer, Ari’s tongue gliding expertly over your clit, his mouth making love to your pussy like it’s his only purpose. The woman huffs, oblivious to your state, intent on finding the man that is feasting between your legs.

“Well if you see him, could you tell him I’m looking for him? Thanks!” She’s gone in an instant, and your attention is back where it’s supposed to be.

Lifting the cloth, you set your eyes on the adonis on his knees. For you. Ari pulls back, a devilish smile spread across his pretty face, his beard smothered in your cream. “You taste like the sweetest peach sunshine,” he watches his fingers get swallowed by your cunt, mesmerized at how wet you are. “I can’t wait to experience all of you.”

He spits on your pussy, going back to attacking your clit with his tongue. The wet sounds so loud you swear the entire room can hear, but you don’t care. All you want now is to drown Ari’s mouth with your cum.

He’s knuckle deep in your channel, your seep staining the front of his shirt. You take a mental picture of this beautiful man who’s so ravenous at the taste of your juice he can’t get enough. He’s making you feel so fucking good you can’t form a coherent thought, his fingers milking your sweet spot while his tongue swirls your Pearl. You can’t take it anymore, the pressure is too great, and it’s been too long since you’ve felt another’s touch.

Biting your lip you come undone, releasing a torrent on Ari’s face. He loves it, running his face in your essence like it’s his own private shower opening his mouth and letting it run down his chin.

Ari gently places your panties back in place, his lips leaving wet trails along your skin. Finally coming up for air, he slides into the chair next to you, his face a handsome smug mess from making you come. Reaching into his pocket he slides a keycard to you, and the tent in his pants is not lost under your hungry eyes.

“Meet me in room 241 in half an hour.” He whispers, the smell of sex filling your space. “It’s time for me to worship the rest of you properly.”

Same, Ana. Same.

Moon Knight Episode 5:

Me rn:

i was put on this earth to romanticize things, wear cute clothes, knowing a bunch of weird stuff, being flirty, saying unpleasant things, eating fruit, having great tits and the best taste in music

Loathe/Lust

Summary: There’s a fine line between loathe and lust.

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x avengers!f!reader

Warnings: SMUT 18+ ONLY, angst, mentions of reckless behaviour, Bucky being an emotionally stunted asshole, reader having a semi mental breakdown, dirty talk (what it do baybeeeeeee), oral (m receiving), emotional against the wall sex, unprotected, creampie, and fluff. 

Not beta read, all mistakes are my own. Not proofread either but will amend as and when I see them.

A/N: I’m still procrastinating my WIP’s, what’s new? I have no idea where this came from, I just suddenly had to write it down, idk if it’s even good but hey ho… also the giveaway is still active on my masterlist, but I’m closing in on 2k followers already so once I hit 2.5k it will close!

Also this is like really depraved, I lost track of time and blacked out writing it, it’s honestly shameful and I’m warning you now — it is a lot

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The Match Masterlist - Complete

Pairing: CEO!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You come across your boss’ Tinder profile.

Warnings: Smut! Boss x employee affair, office sex and all that filthy stuff, 18+ only!!!

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