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Ice cream

Pairing || Chris evans x woc!reader

Summary || based on this tiktok

Genera || pure fluff

Warning || pregnancy(?)

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Kofi

Marlyn is 2 - Marcus is 4 - pregnant with Lucas

After picking up your kids, Marlyn and Marcus from day care, Chris was meeting you for lunch. as part of your daily routine with your yet small family

You were waiting at the restaurant where you always frequent, which is close to your workplace,

you were seated at your normal table, your husband entered with Marlyn in one hand and your boy's hand in the other. As soon as your son sees you, he races towards you, disregarding his father screaming for him to slow down behind him and yelling "mommmyyy”

He throw himself at you and you hugged him and lifted him up to sit on your lap

Your husband gave you a look “what?” You asked “You’re heavily pregnant don’t lift him up” he said while buckling your daughter into the kids chair, before he sits down he kissed you cheeks

“But I can’t resist him” hugging you boy and kissing his cheeks repeatedly while he laughed loudly

you ate your lunch, and made sure that your kids are well fed, you asked your boy how’s his day at school “Marcus baby, did you gave your teacher your homework?” the teacher gave the students a homework a week ago and your son didn’t give it to his teacher due to him being really shy about it. He is not the most out going person. Just like you. You have struggled with shyness so being a mom to shy baby was a little bit hard, but through him growing up you learned how to deal with it.

It took you weeks before getting him into school, but through practice of leaving him around new kids he got used to them but not the teachers, he is still very shy around them. You thought that letting him take his homework to his teacher by himself would be a good practice for him but you gave him time to do it and inform the teacher who was kind enough to let it happen.

he nodded his head excitedly and said “katie helped me” katie is your son best friend she’s great with him, she helped him a lot, he prefers spending time with her than you. Which’s upseting for you.

“oh that’s good, you’re so brave baby” you complement him and kissed his head.

Chris looked at you weird while he fed your daughter her ice cream.

“What?” You asked.

“you look so jealous when he mentioned katie” chris said with smirk on his face.

“No! Im not jealous of my son’s friend!” you scoffed at him.

“Oh yeah you’re, you gave the same look whenever sara is mentioned”

“Okay I may be a little annoyed at katie. For god sack she wants to have the same birthday party as him?? Wtf?? I want ot give my baby a special birthday for him!! Alone. Second of all don’t bring that’s bitch up again”

“Okay okay, im sorry, but come on he have his first ever girlfriend”

“She’s not his girlfriend, my baby is too young to love anyone other than his mommy” it might be weird but blame it on the pregnancy hormones. you feel attached to your boy more than ever, he was your first. And you two have been through a lot together. It’s really hard not to feel that, the bond you made with your boy are little by little are getting broken and its too soon for him to unattach himself from you, you thought it will happen when he is in his teenage years, by the time you could prepared yourself.

“Anyway you won’t believe what happened at Marlyn class” Chris said laughing as soon as he remembered what had happened.

“What?” You asked tearing your eyes away from you boy to your daughter who is playing with her ice cream, with her two fluffy pigtails and a bow she’s the cutest baby ever. Hands down, you and Chris produce the cutest babies ever.

"When I arrived to pick her up, she was staring at a kid with a toy, so I waited to see what she'd do. He then sees her gazing at him and he comes close to her, and I thought okay, maybe this lad is going to be katie to my little girl,"

“Now you know how i feel” you said before making him continue.

“No no , wait and hear me, they looked at each of seconds before he shoved Marlyn away” he laughed , adding, "I genuinely thought I was going to kick some two-year-old ass, but she started laughing hysterically, till she saw me, and it was simply like nothing happened."

You stared at him, your smile gone, and asked, "What?"

“yeah!, and she didn’t seem to mind. At all”

"someone pushed my daughter?" Your lips trembled, and tears welled up in your eyes.

"She was fine," Chris said, laughing. "No!, Some kid is bullying my daughter," you say, looking at your daughter, who has an ice cream in her face and is unfazed by anything!

"How come you're crying?"

"What do you expect from me when another kid shoves my daughter around?" You cried, your kids were staring at you strangely, and you weren't sure if it was the hormones or the fear of your baby girl being bullied that made you weep.

"I thought it was amusing..." Chris stared at you, puzzled, and requested a passing waitress to bring another bowl of ice cream to the table.

"Vanilla please," you said as you stared at them sniffling. The waitress nodded and returned to the kitchen.

You returned your gaze to your daughter. "Are you alright, sweetheart? You weren't hurt by the boy? Right?”

The young girl looked at your eyes, which were quite identical to hers, and batted her long lashes at you, saying, "no mommy, I'm fine." She gave you a happy face.

You returned your gaze to Chris. "My kids are too good for this world"

"That's why I'm planning to have more," Chris joked he continues "You're so cute and hot at the same time when you're protective of our kids,"

Can you do a request for the “to love au” when Chris and the reader (she still pregnant) have a argument on a disagreement and Chris starts losing his temper and starts yelling really loud and he wakes up the kids and they are watching them argue and standing in the hall so they couldn’t see them until they see Chris and the reader arguing real close to each other’s face and Marcus and the other older kids gets in the middle of them for them to stop so after all that Chris is most definitely on the couch 💀 . The next morning every thing is weird after the argument and the kids help Chris make it up to the reader. And after that everything is fine and better. You can write this whenever you can 🫶🏽 .

A Caring Husband

Pairing || woc!reader x Chris evans

Summary || Chris breaks his promise to you

Genera || angst, fluff , happy ending

Warnings || mention of pregnancy, yelling,

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Kofi

The last few weeks have been hell for you; your work has been difficult, and communicating with your employees has been complicated because you work from home. Fortunately, your assistant is literally saving your life.

Your babysitter left her job due to a family emergency, your housekeeper asked you to reduce her working hours because her daughter had just given birth to twins, and you completely understand how difficult it is to care for twins. So you didn't say no to her request

Your children are occasionally well-behaved. But you have no idea why when they start school, they turn into total assholes and devils.

Your older two children are much easier to manage. Not your youngest children, who have been disrespectful and mischievous. They are always getting into fights with each other , pranking, or simply yelling at each other .

Alicia is the most difficult of them all. All she wants is her daddy to play with her, to nap with her, to do her hair, to feed her, and even change her. She prefers him over you.

You know she didn't act like this with her babysitter, and you have no idea why she’s giving you this attitude; it’s taking a tool on you to deal with her tantrums.

Thankfully, Chris has promised that once he has finalized his interviews and premieres, he will be available 24/7 to assist you. He will also take a break until you give birth to Layla, find a new babysitter, and everything will return to normal.

You're sitting on the couch, waiting for Chris to join you in watching a movie; it's been a long time since you two have had a night alone. Normally, you would go on a date night once every two weeks, sometimes staying at a hotel and returning the next morning, and other times simply going home and sleeping. This has been your tradition for the past twenty years.

“Alicia drifted off as soon as her head hit the pillow," Chris said as he came downstairs and sat beside you on the couch, taking your feet and propping them up in this lap, he began digging his thumbs into the sole of your left foot, switching between your feet every few seconds.

"Why is my assistant calling me about the new movie you accepted, Chris?" You were furious because he said he wouldn't take another movie and then did it anyway.

"I was going to tell you about it, the Russo brothers asked me and I couldn't say no," he said as he smiled at you.

"Are you serious right now?" You're going to smash his gorgeous head into something.

"It's a big film. I couldn't simply say no," he tries to persuade you

"Chris, we agreed on this, you're supposed to be here with me, I can't do it all by myself?" You slightly raised your voice. The film is currently forgotten.

"We have a housekeeper and we will get a new babysitter to help us, there's no need to worry," he explained, becoming increasingly agitated. Despite his desire to stay with you and the kids, he couldn't say no to the Russo brothers, the biggest movie directors.

"We don't have time to search for a new babysister!!! Chris, I want you here with me these are your children as well!" You clearly expressed your displeasure with him by raising your voice.

"I didn't say they weren't," he exclaimed as he rose from the couch.

“I need someone to assist me around the house, i’m fucking pregnant and I’m working and your kids are difficult to manage on my own." You yelled at him, and you didn't care if your voice was too loud and woke up the kids.

"I'll call Mom to help you around the house."

Now you're both standing up and yelling at each other, oblivious to the pairs of eyes staring at you from the stairs.

"I don't want your fucking mother to help me!!" you came even closer to him.

“You’re being ridiculous right now!!”

"You said you'd help me!! Actually no, you're not helping me; you promised to be responsible for your kids as well; I can't do everything by myself, and I refuse to."

“Then don’t!” he screamed at you.

Before you could respond, a voice interpreted you “Mom, dad... what's going on? You guys woke us up"

You look at Marcus standing away from you, behind him a sleepy looking Marlyn, Alicia standing beside her sister holding her favourite blanket looking at her daddy.

You were angry and upset, and you knew that whatever came out of your mouth would be cruel as hell. You decided enough was enough tonight, and you glared at Chris, saying, "Enjoy your night on the couch."

He just sighed back, you took your kids up with you, comforting them and putting them to sleep, Marlyn decided to sleep with you, it's been her thing since she was a child to sleep with you whenever her father travels, you thought she'd grow out of it, but no, she's fifteen and still sleeps with you.

What you don't know is that Marcus has returned downstairs to his father. "I'm not saying this because mom is my favorite, but she's really tired," he explained.

"I know, I want to be here with her, but... god," Chris sighed.

“She’s doesn’t want you to be just here, she actually needs your help dad, Marlyn and I are trying to help as much as we can but there’s so little of what we can do, we have our practices and school work. The twins been a nightmare. And Mrs.smith is getting old and she can’t clean this mansion by herself and you know mom doesn’t have the heart to let her go”

He stopped for a bit before continuing “and don’t get me started on Alicia” he said with an eye roll which made Chris laugh.

“Dad, we actually needs you with us, we have been excited for you to take a break and be with us” he stood up “we love you dad and we miss you, good night” He hugged his dad and went upstairs to his room.

Chris lay comfortably on the couch, he didn’t think his kids felt he was never around, which was not what he wanted to happen ever. His own wife is getting tired and depressed. He felt like a jerk his own family felt neglected by him.

—

Chris woke up early the next morning to call his manager to see if they could postpone the filming for a few months, and if not, he didn't want to star in it due to family issues.

He is certain that if he truly meant to be in this film, they will go to any length to accommodate him, and if not, it is their loss, not his.

He showered and dressed, then woke the kids up, dressed them, and began preparing breakfast for them.

You were still sleeping, not even moving when he entered the room or even when he woke up Marlyn, clearly exhausted. You haven't gotten a good night's sleep since you got pregnant

You finally woke up later, looking at the clock beside you that read nine a.m., you jumped out of bed quickly and went outside, thinking no one had woken up your kids for school.

You were surprised to find Chris sitting on the couch watching television, and there was no sign for your children.

“Where’s the kids?” You asked.

“The driver took them to their school” he replied.

"Who made them breakfast?" You asked again, surprised that no one had woken you up and even more surprised that you hadn't woken up on your own.

"I did," he said as he stood up in front of you, "I talked to my agent."

“About?” You went to the kitchen, and he followed you, and you started drinking a cup of coffee.

"I asked them to postpone the movie," he said quietly for a moment, then continued, "look y/n I'm sorry, I really am, I didn't realize how much you had been worked up, and I promise I'll be here, I talked to my agent for a break, and I won't do anything other than be here for you and be responsible and do whatever falls on me”

You sighed and turned to face him, "I don't want to be the person who prevents you from pursuing your dream, but sometimes I need you here with me, Chris, we've got six kids and one on the way, we have to work as a team for this to work or else what the point?"

"I know, baby, I'm sorry; I promise I'll be here with you starting today," he said, giving you a sweet loving kiss to express his regret for putting you through all of this.

He broke the kiss minute "stay right here" he left the kitchen and returned with a large orange bag from the famous high brand you adore.

"To prove to you how sorry i’m," he hands you the bag. You smiled at him; whenever you get mad at him, he always gets you a gift to show how grateful and sorry he is.

You opened it to see the new Louis Vuitton bag in your favorite color, you remembered asking your daughter about it.

“Marlyn helped you?” You asked.

"The only thing she did was send me a picture of the bag and said, 'this is what she wants,' and that was pretty much it," you both laughed at your daughter.

"Thank you baby and I'm sorry I was mean to you last night," you said as you hugged him.

"Oh, it's all right. I know you'll make it up to me since the kids aren't here," he winked at you.

"Don't get your hopes up, honey," you said as you kissed him and carried the bag to your room, and he followed you to get what he wanted.

champagne & sunshine

chris evans x actress!reader

a/n: i was listening to champagne & sunshine and came up w this, i have no idea why :) also, this shit is looong, i kinda got carried away :p

warnings: smut, language, kissing, flirting, making out, fluff and enjoy!

to say chris was completely and utterly mesmerized by you was little compared to what he felt the first time he saw you. both at a mutual friends party, at the peaks of your careers, young, free and wanting to enjoy as much as you could.

he remember exactly how you looked that night, your hair down with perfect waves, a white dress that hugged your curves in all the right ways, it had a slit on the thigh and showed your cleavage beautifully, heels matching the dress

to him you looked like an literal angel, and your laugh, oh my god he could hear you laugh for hours and hours, in fact that’s what made him pay attention to you, you laughing at something a friend told you, and he wanted nothing more than to be the one making you laugh, you certainly were the most beautiful woman he ever laid eyes on

his friends were talking about something but he couldn’t take his eyes off you, sipping a glass of champagne, with so much class, you were driving him wild and you guys hadn’t even talked

you caught his eyes, with your glass still on your lips as you looked at him through your eyelashes, pulling the glass down and smiling at him before you went back to your conversation making his heart race in his chest

“right chris?” one of his friends nudged him laughing

“uhum” eyes still locked on you as he took a sip of his beer not paying attention on the conversation

“dude, i think there’s drool right here” another one of his friends said pointing to his face

“uh, what?” he finally got out of his trance looking at them

“y/n? really?” one of them said looking at where he was looking

y/n, huh, so that was your name, it matched you well “why, what’s wrong with her?”

“nothing, actually that’s the thing, there’s nothing wrong whit her, she’s perfect”

“and waaay out of your league, every single man in this party are eyeing her since she arrived”

“have you guys seen how she acts on red carpets? she’s so classy and so fucking pretty that every person stops to just see her walk, fucking walk!”

“first of all, that’s mean, what do you mean i’m out of her league?” the truth is, he thought that too, but he couldn’t let his insecurities get him and lose the chance to talk to you “second of all, i’m gonna laugh so hard in y’all’s face when we’re together” chris said and immediately looked for you, seeing you get another glass of champagne and head to a couch “in fact, i’m gonna go talk to her right now”

accompanied by whistles and good lucks chris walked towards y/n, you watched him approach you taking a sip of your champagne crossing your legs, making your dress ride up a bit and putting your thigh on display

you were facing his back as he shoved his friends off, turning then to you with a boyish grin and sitting beside you

“what’s a pretty girl like you is doing here all alone?” chris said tilting his head a little to the side, staring directly into your eyes, oh you were fucked

“i realized that i wasn’t paying much attention to my friends conversation, and i didn’t wanted to be rude, so i came here” you smiled at him and turned back to your drink “also, i wanted to be alone for a bit” you watched the party

“oh, i’m sorry, do you want me to go?” he frowned a bit, trying not to show the disappointment on his face

“no! it’s okay really, it’s good to get to know new people” and you smiled again, and he swore his heart would explode just from seeing your little smiles, you were so polite, so kind, so fucking pretty

“i’m chris by the way” he extended his hand

“y/n” you took his hand in yours, they fitted so perfectly, and both of you could feel kind of a spark, this was going to be fun “so, tell me a little about yourself mr evans”

it shocked him a little that you knew who he was, ah chris, always thinking so little about himself, of course you knew who he was, it’s fucking captain america for god’s sake, but you never showed a lot of interest in him, to be honest you didn’t like to pay interest in any actor, specially since things just started working out for you

you didn’t wanted to get involved with anyone, specially from this world because you knew how things could go wrong and get nasty, drama was the last thing you wanted

of course you had hooked up with some actors, but nothing ever really got to the next steps, just casual hook ups and bye bye

but chris, you felt something, something good towards him, you had no idea what it was, but him there in front of you, you just wanted to grab his face and kiss him for ever

calm dow y/n, don’t get ahead of yourself

“i’m an actor, i recently finished press for this new movie i’m in, captain america the winter soldier” he said glancing at your plump lips as you took a sip of the champagne before returning to your eyes again

a little chuckle came out of your lips “sorry, it’s just, i know who you are, and i know about your movies” you put the glass down at the coffee table in front of you “wanna know more about you, not the part that the whole world already know, believe me, i hate being asked only about my career and what i’m working on” resting your chin on your hand you looked at him through your eyelashes

if he could grab you right there and kiss you he would, he could see that you genuinely wanted to know about him, his life beside all the celebrity shit, not being shallow like other girls that he met, that only wanted to know about his movies, his career and his famous friends

and that’s how you ended up, his arm resting on the back of the couch, close to your head, sitting closer to him, talking and laughing like you two knew each other for years, the connection you had was surreal, hours had passed and it felt like it was only 10 minutes

“oh my god, my tummy hurts” you said laughing with one hand on your stomach and the other on his thigh for support “i can’t believe you did that!”

“i’m telling you!” he laughed with you

“Y/NNNN!”

“oh god” you groaned looking at the source of the scream, still recovering from all your laughter, you already knew who it was

“what?” chris looked confused at you

“come on y/n let’s dance! you’ve been here the whole night!” your best friend said to you then looked at who was keeping you busy “i know he’s hot, and you can hook up with him later, but you have to save some time for your friends!”

chris face heat up and both of you laughed in embarrassment “i’m sorry for her, i’ll be right back okay?” you said and smiled sincerely at him while being dragged to dance

he watched you go and got up to get another beer, already feeling like the luckiest man alive

meanwhile you were being convinced by your friends that you needed to loose up by taking shots

“yeah okay, but i’m not doing more than two okay? i still need to get home alive” you agreed and they all cheered

“to y/n!” your best friend shouted

“to y/n!” the rest of your friends shouted too

you normally didn’t do this, getting drunk was not something that you liked, the hungover, the headaches, and you needed to get home safely after all

you took your shot before making a face “ugh i hate this so much” laughing already feeling tipsy you looked towards the couch, where chris sat, thighs spread drinking his beer instensely gazing at you, making heat pool in your core

feeling more comfortable you started dancing with your friends, hips swaying with every beat of the song, making chris head spin as he watched you, how could you be so fucking hot, your favorite song came on and you squealed and jumped with excitement and dragged your best friend closer to you, with your back facing her front you started grinding your hips onto her while she grabbed them, it was something you two always did when this song came on

chris devouring you with his eyes, you threw your arms up and started to drag them down slowly, you looked straight into his eyes smirking as you danced against your best friend with your hands trailing your body, he knew that you knew what you were doing

as the song ended you took another shot and took courage to go to where chris was and shoot your shot

you walked towards him, and with both hand on his thighs, bending forward to say somethings in his ear as he caressed gently behid your knees “are you gonna sit here all night staring at me or we’re gonna dance?” you pulled back with a smirk and his eyes darkened at the sight, your were going to be the death of him

you got up straight and took his hand in yours, bringing him with you back to where you were dancing and immediately turned your back to him and threw your hand back caressing his neck

as the song started you started dancing too, doing the same you were doing earlier, but grinding your hips more into him, and he threw an arm around your waist, holding back so much trying not to get hard

another sway of your hips and he growled in your ear, “sweetheart your not helping me” he held your waist a bit tighter

you threw your head back on his shoulder and he gave your neck a little peck, that was enough to drag a soft whine out of you, and for chris that was it

he spun you around grabbing your hips firmly, making your hands lay on his chest, he licked his lips as he stared at yours, your faces separated by inches, you could feel his breath on your face

“tell me to stop” he gave you a last chance to change your mind

“don’t stop” you whispered and he crashed your lips together

starting with a simple kiss, one of his hands trailed your body until he found your face, he slid his hand further grabbing your neck and deepening the kiss, you moaned at the action giving him space to slide his tongue in your mouth

your mouths aligning like puzzle pieces, moving perfectly against each other, until you pulled away to catch your breath, both smiling like idiots, foreheads resting against each other, as he pecked your lips multiple times

“let’s get out of here” you said giving a last kiss on his lips before grabbing his hand to get your things to leave

“wait i have to tell my friends i’m leaving” he walked through some people, still with his hands on yours, to get to his friends

“guys im heading off, i’ll catch up with you tomorrow” he said while you pulled on his hand whining like a kid ‘come on chris let’s goooo’ “or not, bye!” he gave them a last smile and let you pull him out of the house

the whole ride to your place was filled with tension, little conversations and chris hand rested on your thigh all the time, caressing and getting closer to where you needed him the most

when you got home you fumbled with your keys, trying to get them out of your purse and on the lock, but it was a little difficult with chris arms wrapped around you and kissing your shoulders and neck

after what felt like an eternity you finally opened the damn door and rushed inside, chris immediately pushing you against the wall attacking your lips, this time with so much passion, need, and you wrapped your arms around his neck, moving your lips deliciously against his

his hands that were on your waist were going down until they met your ass, giving it a squeeze you moaned in his mouth, he lowered his hand more giving the back of your thighs two taps for you to jump, and you did as you were told, wrapping your legs on his waist, he let go of your mouth

“where’s your room?” one kiss

“last door on the left” another kiss

he squeezed your ass again making you moan again, slipping his tongue on your mouth he walked to the room without breaking the kiss, as he entered the room he kicked the door close pushing you against the wall

“chris.. please” you whined in his mouth

“please what sweetheart?” he smirked and gave you another kiss

“i need you”

he walked back and the back of his knees hit the bed, making him sit with you straddling his lap, your fingers finding his hair, kissing his collarbones and marking him up on his neck, sucking his sweet spot he let out a moan

“you’re so fucking pretty” he said looking down at you with so much adoration and lust in his eyes

you kissed him while grinding your hips down at his already present hard on, he found your breasts and started squeezing them through the fabric of your dress

“take it off” you asked him “please”

was all it took for him to flip you over and start taking your dress off

seeing that you weren’t wearing a bra and exposing your tits perfectly for him made him growl, already taking one in his mouth while he massaged the other with his hands

“chris..” you bit you lower lip trying to contain your noises

“come on sweetheart, let me hear you” he let go of your breast and started kissing down your stomach, avoiding where you wanted him most, he trailed kisses down your thighs and started to take you heels off kissing every part he could

he went back up nipping at your thighs before hooking his fingers in your panties, taking them off at an agonizing pace

“chris please” you whined, impatient, you just needed him “i need to feel you”

“patience sweetheart, i need to appreciate every single part of you”

as he took your underwear off he spread your thighs to see your glistening cunt “so pretty, all for me” he whispered

then he planted a kiss on your cunt making you moan and arch your back, that made him hook his arms under your thighs to keep you in place

with that he liked a stripe on your folds, lapping the wetness of your cunt, his thumb found your clit, making you see stars, you found yourself biting onto your lower lip again, small whimpers coming out of yours lips

“honey, already told you, stop biting your lip and let me hear you” he said and connected his mouth with your sensitive nub, rubbing one of his fingers at your entrance before pushing it in

“oh fuck” you moaned loud, making chris cock throb in his pants “chris i’m gonna”

“i can feel ya, let go for me sweetheart” he said speeding up his pace, the coil in your stomach tightened and exploded, making you see stars, you came with a loud chant of his name

he kissed his way back up while you tried to catch your breath, he gave a kiss on the corner of your mouth, making you smile and your eyes fluttered open

“hi” he smiled, taking some strands of hair out of your face before caressing your cheek with his thumb

“hi” you smiled back grabbing his chin to give a peck on his lips “don’t you have too many clothes on mister?” you tugged at the bottom of his shirt making him stand up to take his clothes off

resting on your elbows, biting your lip as you watched him take his shirt off, staring at his torso, what a fucking sight, eyes traveling through his body as he took his pants off, meeting then his eyes

“you keep staring at me like this and i won’t be able to hold back”

“just c’mere”

“eager aren’t we?” he walked towards you

giggling you nodded yes and wrapped your legs on his torso, fingers trailing his abs, as if you were trying to memorize every part of him, reaching his boxers, slipping your hand and stroking his length

“fuck y/n” he breathed out and you took them off

he took your hand and pinned them behind your head, kissing and nipping at your neck, sucking on your sweet spot making you moan, he smirked against your skin

one hand grabbing your thigh and the other caressing your chin in circles with his thumb before tracing his thumb on your bottom lip, staring with so much adoration at every trace of your face

he started kissing every part of your face “so beautiful, all mine” he said between kisses, hand lowering to find one of your breasts, kisses lowering to your neck, collarbone and chest

“chris, i need you” your whimpers growing impatient

chris gave your lips a last kiss before stroking his length and alining with your entrance

“you sure it’s gonna fit?” you looked at his cock, mouth watering, but you couldn’t say it didn’t worried you

he chuckled and said “don’t worry sweetheart, we’ll make it fit” before giving you a peck

he pushed in slowly making both of you moan “fuck, you’re so perfect” he kissed you again “it’s like you were made just for me” he said making you whimper

“you’re so big” you said throwing your head back “fuck, chris” you moaned his name

you stayed like this for a good time, with him pounding onto you until your legs felt numb, whispering sweet nothings in your ear, fucking you so good that if felt unreal, until you felt the coil in your stomach tightening

“i’m gonna cum, oh my good, feel so good” you moaned loudly as you came, chris following you

you felt like you would black out from the pleasure, you could easily say that it was the best sex of your life, eyes closed and breathing heavily to try to catch your breath

“hey pretty girl” he ran his nose on your throat and kissed your cheek “you okay?” another kiss, on your jaw

“uhum” you nodded smiling and taking his face on your hands to kiss him, still with your eyes closed

hands caressing your waist, and in that moment you were all he cared about, looking so beautiful, feeling the luckiest man in the world

“hold on, let me take care of you” he gave her a kiss and got up heading to the bathroom, taking a cloth to clean you up

after he cleaned you he went back to the bathroom to leave the cloth there, you climbed under the sheets waiting for him to come back

he got back and saw you making grabby hand to him, he let out a laugh walking to lay down with you “you are so adorable” he climbed on the bed and wrapped his arms around your waist, giving your forehead a kiss

“just so you know, i don’t want this to be a one time thing” you said resting your head on his chest and closing your eyes

“me neither sweetheart, don’t worry” he smiled down at you, giving a last peck on your lips making you smile

“g’night chris” your whispered nuzzling your nose on his neck before drifting off to sleep

“g’night sweetheart”

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first time i’m writing, don’t even know if people are going to see this, but if you do and liked the post, don’t forget to reblog this please, it’ll help me very much<3

Babies

Summary: Sebastian gets a moment alone with the baby.

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Wife!Reader

Sebastian had just taken out the trash as he’s pretty sure you won’t be leaving the penthouse anytime soon. With a new baby and a somewhat traumatic experience with the birth, you’re perfectly fine with camping out at home for awhile.

He came into the bedroom to see you’re already out. The baby is on the bed with you in the middle and a pillow on the other side of him. Sebastian kicked off his shoes and shed off his jacket. He came over and carefully crawled onto the bed towards his son.

“Hi, little bear,” he whispered softly.

The baby blinked and looked up at his father. It made Sebastian smile so wide. He kissed his son’s cheek and lowered himself down. Sebastian kept himself propped up on his elbows.

“You got Mama’s cheeks,” he whispered to the little one. “And my chin.”

His son cooed and Sebastian shushed him looking at you stir slightly.

“We can’t wake up Mama,” he whispered getting back on his knees.

Sebastian carefully slid his right hand under his son’s head and slid his left under his little back. He lifted the little one up and rose up to sit back on his heels. Sebastian couldn’t help but press kisses to his little man’s cheeks.

“Seb,” you mumbled into your pillow.

“Yes?” Sebastian said holding the newborn to his chest protectively.

Your hand reached out to touch your baby that should be laying beside. Sebastian watched as you have a moment of panic. Your eyes shot open and you see that your husband has your baby boy.

“You guys look really cute,” you said.

Your husband laughed off the compliment but he’s blushing.

“I really like this— being a dad,” he admitted.

“I know you do,” you smiled.

Finally Home

Summary: Bucky comes home from deployment.

Pairing: Soldier!Bucky Barnes x Wife!Reader

“She bought your ass a cat tree?” Bucky whispered seeing his white cat on the top platform of the cat tree.

He’s just returned home from deployment a week earlier than he told you. He wanted to surprise you and the kids. Bucky also wanted to be there for the birth of his second child but he missed it by a few days. It’s also 2am.

“Spoiled brat,” Bucky whispered heading to the laundry room.

He placed his bags on top of the washing machine and dryer. You’ll probably get after him but he’s got dirty laundry in his bags and other shit he needs to put away. He doesn’t want to do it now. He wants to climb into bed with you and let you get your much needed sleep after giving birth and handling a newborn and three year old all by yourself.

Bucky checked all the doors that led outside are locked as well as windows before heading upstairs. He checked on his first mini-me to find him spread out like a starfish in his little toddler bed. Bucky goes into the nightlight lit room and covered him back up with his blanket.

“Night, little man,” Bucky whispered softly.

He kissed his forehead and hears the cries of the newborn he has yet to meet. He pulled away and left the room closing the door. Bucky is quick to head into the master bedroom. He’s optimistic he’ll get to his daughter before you.

“Shhhhhh, babydoll,” he cooed coming to the crib you have set up at the bedside.

Your husband eyed your form as he pulled his little girl out of her swaddled. He gently scooped her up in his arms holding her blanket to her and held her against his uniformed chest. He savored the moment and took her out of the room. Bucky took her to her own room. He turned on the light.

“It’s okay, it’s just Daddy,” Bucky whispered. “I’m gonna check your diaper, Sweet Pea.”

He gently placed her down on the changing table. Your husband smiled at her and let her grab his pinky. Alpine made his way into the room as Bucky changed his little girl into a clean diaper.

“Look at you,” Bucky cooed. “Why are you crying now, my pretty girl?”

“Bucky?”

He turned around to you and said, “you should be asleep.”

You go into his arms. You’ve got tears in your eyes. You cannot believe that he’s home. You’ve been wanting him home for so long. You know what he loves doing overseas with his found family.

“Don’t be crying on me,” Bucky said holding you tightly. “I can’t have both my girls crying.”

“You’re finally home,” you said looking up at him.

“And I’m not going anywhere anytime soon,” he said.

Couch Cuddles

Summary: the little one finds her dad asleep on the couch.

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Wife!Reader

Warning: fluff and Google translate.

“Tata!” The four year old exclaimed.

Sebastian stirred awake hearing his little girl. He opened his eyes when little hands slapped his thigh.

“Don’t wake Tata up, Dragoste,” you called from the kitchen. “He’s sleeping.”

“C’mere, șoarece,” Sebastian whispered. Mouse.

He gave her a hand on climbing up onto the couch and then himself. She crawled up onto his chest. He happily kissed her cheek and held her.

“Mi-e fost dor de tine,” Sebastian said. I missed you.

“si tu mi-ai lipsit, Tata!” Adelina exclaimed. I missed you too.

He shushed her and said softly, “you’re very loud, șoarece. We gotta be quiet like one.”

“But- but Tata, you finally acasă,” she said. home.

“Da, I’m home,” Sebastian said quietly.

“Your little frate is still sleeping, Dragoste,” you said.

“nu vrem să-l trezim,” your husband said. We do not want to wake him up.

She huffed. You pressed a kiss to Sebastian’s lips and then his cheek.

“I’m glad your home, iubito,” you said running your fingers through his hair. “You should’ve come to bed.”

“I was but I was taking off my shoes and then I never got there,” Sebastian explained.

“Da, that’s definitely something you’ve done before,” you smiled. “You hungry?”

“Yeah,” he nodded.

You kissed him again and said, “you’re in luck, Stan, I’m making your favorite.”

“Eggs?” Adelina asked.

“Da, and crepes,” you said.

“With peanut butter?” your husband asked.

“Da, I’ll put peanut butter in yours,” you said with a smile.

“Yay!” Sebastian said with a grin.

“I like peanut butter too!” Adelina exclaimed loudly.

Sebastian shushed and she got embarrassed. He kissed her cheek.

“Sorry,” she mumbled.

“It’s okay, Lina,” her father said softly. “Snuggle me while Mama makes breakfast.”

“Otay,” she said.

She rested her head against his chest. Sebastian wrapped his arms around her. He kissed the top of her head. You turned on the tv to give the two of them something to watch. You smiled seeing the two of them back together. They both missed each other very dearly.

SEBASTIAN'S WIFE(READEŔ) BEING A MILF- MILF!READER

oh fuck milf!reader is hot omfg- thank you for this request! i had this in my ask box for a while clearing ask box! your son is 18/19.

dad!sebastian stan x milf!reader

warnings: possessive seb, curse words

summary: something like request^

masterlist

i got this same request for chris lmao

milf!reader is like so hot- like your children friends would be gawking you, even flirting as if they actually had a chance! jokes on them you have a husband who is the copy of a greek god

i feel like people mistake you for your kid's sister because it happened okay;

the poor twenty year old boy really thought sebastian was your father, even asking for your number in front of seb and your kids too, sebastian got a little very possessive, making it fully clear that you were his wife by pulling you in for a steamy kiss which earned 'ews' from your children, the young man quickly left as soon as seb shot him his mean 'dad' look. that's hot

sebastian would literally want to strangle some of his son's friends because of the dirty words that came out of their hormonal mouths about his wife, he was pretty sure the only person allowed to have those indecent thoughts were him

it had a point where sebastian couldn't really stand it anymore, he overheard his son's friend once again trying to make conversation with you in the kitchen, asking for water as if he didn't ask a couple of minutes ago, his jaw clenched when he saw the young boy's gaze on your ass when you went over by the tap

sebastian took his cue to enter the kitchen, patting the man's shoulder before going over by you and pulling you flush against his body, leaving fluttery pecks from your jaw go down, 'seb' you giggled trying to pry off your husband to give your son's friend the glass of water

sebastian took the glass from your hand, shoving the water towards the boy before picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder, his rough palm colliding to your ass as he carried you to the bedroom

let's just say dinner with your son's best friend was a little awkward because sebastian made sure you screamed to the top of your lungs as he pleasured your tight sexy body.

✤𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔✤

Paring:Klausmikaelson×reader reader!wife×Klausmikaelson

Warning:fluff,kisses and short story again.

Summary: Klaus wants to have a lazy morning with his wife but forgets about the twins that interrupt them.(You're hope moms and you had also a twin boy with her.)

You were laying next to your husband as he was still sleeping. He haven't had a quiet moment for himself for week and this is the calmest you have seem him in a long time.

The side only you're allowed to see.

Being married to the most dangerous creature on earth was more shocking at him than you.

"Staring is creepy." Klaus said without opening his eyes.

You rolled your eyes at him. "It's not if you're my husband. "

He sigh before opening his eyes and staring right back at you. You tried not to laugh at that and leand at him foreheads touching.

You blinked which made you groan and fell at your side of bed hearing Klaus chuckled behind you.

You turned to face him ,faces inches away from each other. "Why didn't wake me up?" he said knowing for sure you've been wake for a while.

"I didn't want to wake you up ,you deserve some peace and quite for saving everyone in this family." you said simply not really paying attention for that,his morning voice hitted different every time.

He was looking at you with admire the simple words from made his heart feel more alive every time you do that.

He smiled at you."God,I love you."He leand in to kiss you before you spoke again." Well,I hope so or this marriage would be awkward."

"Just stop talking." He grabbed you from your waist and turned you around at his side for bed. He was over you before attacking your neck with kisses.

You melt under him even in some places his beard made you giggle. You pull him for a kiss and his lips crashed at yours and you both felt like you could stay like that forever.

You felt his hands around your body that made the kiss even more heat it.

Than you heard a knock at the door which made you pull away that left Klaus with a groan. "What?" he said slightly annoyed . "Mommy can I come in?" your 5 years old son voice was heard.

Klaus looked at you with fear that you're actually letting him in. "Y/n no,no,please-" he tried but didn't matter."Come in!" You said and found funny your husband face when the two twins walked in and jumped at your bed.

You laughed at your children who laid between you and their dad. Than you feel Klaus from behind you "I'm gonna get you back for this" he whispered at your ear.

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A/n: I really hope you guys like this. If you have any requests you could ask .The Vampire Diaries and The Originals,any character.

can you do

17

65

85 with jj

where u want to have sex on the couch but y’all’s friends are there hanging out so u guys have an idea to cockwarm

1000 Followers Blurb Celebration Masterlist

Pairings: JJ Maybank x reader

Prompts:

17: “No panties?”

65: “I never knew my girl was so kinky.”

85: “I told you to stay still.”

Word count: 1.1k

Warnings: smut, swearing, drinking, fingering, cockwarming

You were cuddled up with JJ on the couch, hanging out with Kie and Pope. John B and Sarah went out for the night. You guys were drinking and sharing stories, reminiscing about old times. Which was the norm for a Saturday night.

You had your legs draped over JJs and a blanket was covering you two. His hand was on your thigh and it was completely innocent but you couldn't get the naughty thoughts out of your mind. Pope was giving a detailed memory of how he met Kie as she kept interrupting him, swearing it went down another way.

You chuckled at them as they continued their now heated debate. You placed your hand on top of JJ's and just as he went to take a sip of his beer, you slid his hand under your skirt and he nearly choked when he felt your bare pussy against his hand. He glanced at you with a smirk on his face when he pulled his beer away.

"Kie, you brought more beer didn't you?" You asked as you finished off your bottle.

"No panties? Are you trying to kill me baby?" He leaned over and whispered in your ear not really expecting an answer and you had to suppress your moans when he started tracing slow circles on your clit. "Is that what you wanted, princess? Wanted my attention?" You nodded your head and tried to steady your breathing. You looked over at Kie and Pope, who were thankfully still in the middle of their argument. You had a plan.

"Oh yeah, let me go grab them." She stood up and headed towards the kitchen.

"Hold on, I'll help." You grinned to yourself as you watched Pope follow her like a lost puppy, like you were counting on him to do. You heard them continuing their debacle in the kitchen and the second you knew it was safe, you left out a moan against JJ's neck as he kept toying with your clit. You moved your hand to start palming him through his shorts.

"You have no idea how bad I want to fuck you right now." He groaned. His dirty words and his delicate work with his fingers had you clenching around nothing. You wanted him bad too. Your fingers started to undo the buttons on his shorts.

"Let me warm you." He furrowed his brows at you.

"Come on J." You pleaded and batted your lashes at him. He signed heavily.

"I never knew my girl was so kinky." He teased as he pulled his fingers out of your skirt.

"Okay but you have to promise me you're gonna stay still." You eagerly nodded. "I'm serious Y/N."

"I know baby, I promise. Now hurry up." You still heard Kie and Pope in the kitchen but knew they'd be back any second. JJ pulled his hard cock out of his shorts and helped you position yourself over him. You were so wet that he slid into you with ease. You both let out simultaneous moans and he couldn't help but move your hair out of his way so he could place open mouthed kisses on your neck. You whined out and started involuntarily rolling your hips.

"Baby, fuck." He groaned out and had to wrap his arms around you to stop you from moving. Pope and Kie re enter the room, making you and JJ quickly snap out of your pleasure. Kie handed you both another beer.

"Thanks." She sunk back in her chair across the room and unsurprisingly continued her fight with Pope. They were paying you and JJ no attention. You could get away with it if you really wanted to. And you honestly didn't realize how hard it was going to be to hold back.

You turned your head to the side and attached your lips to JJ's giving him a gentle kiss. He smiled sweetly at you and you both took drinks of your beer. You placed your hands over his and as slow as you possibly could, you rolled your hips. JJ's fingers quickly tightened his grip on your hips, trying to get you to stop your devilish movements as he let out a moan into your ear.

Nearly twenty minutes went by when Pope finally gave up against Kie and they decided to call it a night. You and J watched patiently as they gathered their belongings and started heading towards the door.

"God damn it Y/N, I told you to stay still." His raspy voice only added to your aching need to bounce on his cock. Pope and Kie were still clueless as you continued moving your hips. JJ could really stop you if he wanted to, but he didn't. Instead his fingers slid back under your skirt to find your clit again and you nearly cried out. He wasn't going to make this easy for you. He wanted to torture you for not listening but really it was torture for him too. All he wanted was to hear the pretty noises fall from your lips. The noises that you were doing a good job suppressing.

"Bye guys, see you tomorrow." You held your breath as they disappeared from the chateau. The door closed and JJ wrapped his hand around your throat, squeezing tightly.

"You'd be in so much trouble right now if you didn't feel so fucking good princess." He quickly released his grip and his hands fell to your tits, groping them as he started to help you bounce backwards on his cock.

"Fuck, JJ." You whined out as he went back to attacking your neck, sliding one hand back down to your clit.

"That's it baby, let me hear you. It's just us now." You were so worked up from all the foreplay, you were already clenching around him. His name continuously fell from your lips as you fell back into his chest. His cock started to twitch inside of you as your walls pulsated around him. "I'm gonna cum." He let out in a breathless whisper and you turned to kiss him. His cum shot deep inside of you as he moaned into your mouth. He held you tightly as you both came down.

"I'm sorry baby, I just couldn't help it." You apologize, hoping he wasn't going to be upset as you lift off of him.

"It's okay, beautiful, it was fun." He says as he kisses your forehead. You sink back into his arms as you guys end the night falling asleep on the couch.

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Pornhub - JJ Maybank

Pairing- JJ Maybank x Reader

Plot- JJ and reader film a sex tape and the pogues stumble across it.

Warnings- Smut, consensual filming of sex, drinking, language.

(Gif credit to @borninobx )

“Can we film it?” JJ asks, you're situated on all fours with him currently buried deep inside of you. Your moans are cut short when you process what he’s asking.

“It stays between us yeah?” You smile, you didn’t mind filming it. You had before when JJ had to work away for a few weeks and he was ecstatic when you brought it up, he still uses it to get himself off to this day.

You assume he has his phone ready as you feel him thrust once more, his free hand gripping tightly around your waist to steady himself.

Bringing your hands around your back, you place them so his large hands can hold them together as though you're tied up. Your face pressed firmly into the mattress, your moans drowned out by the soft fabric of the duvet as he rams into you.

“JJ- switch” you breathe, you needed to be in charge now. He obliged and places his phone on the bedside table, You can see yourself perfectly in the screen. He lays flat and you straddle his hips, his erect cock sliding inside of you with ease.

The sound of your arousal against his cock causes you to roll your hips into him. One of his hands on your hip and the other around your throat, you bring your hand up to cling onto his wrist that’s around your throat while your other hand is placed slightly behind you, this new position causing his dick to hit your soft spongy sweet spot.

You're definitely over exaggerating your moans for the video but JJ doesn’t mind, his eyes are wild as he watched you ride him. He can feel your walls clenching around his dick with each roll of your hips. Your tits bounce harshly against your skin and he’s pulling himself up from the bed slightly to envelope his mouth around them.

You know you're close but you want to hold out a bit longer, you want to give a show for the camera. It excites you knowing he will go back and watch it when he’s alone and he’ll make himself cum from the sounds you make.

“Fuck JJ I-I’m so close, oh god” you squeal, you begin to grind into him harshly. The feeling of his hip bone jutting against your thigh knowing it will bruise the next day causes you to moan louder.

“Roll your hips baby, fuck me like you hate me” JJ growls, he’s pulling himself up and bringing you with him. He’s seated on the side of the bed with his feet on the ground, this seems to give him more room and strength to thrust up into you.

Your knees are situated on the edge of the bed as you use the mattress to bring yourself up and down on him. His needy hands massaging the skin of your ass as he guides you with him.

“Oh god, yes yes oh fuck” you scream, your orgasm takes over. Your body is tingly and your vision filled with white haze as you continue to rid him. You can feel his dick twitching inside of you as you come down.

“Fuck, Y/N jesus” JJ moans, his lips pressing kisses to your neck as he coats your walls with his cum. You both come to a slow stop as you gather your breath.

“Another one for the collection” you grin, reaching over to press stop on the camera. You push JJ back down onto the mattress and press your lips to his, it’s soft and sweet but so full of love.

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John B was throwing yet another get together at the chateau, it was low key so only the OG group plus Sarah had been invited.

Both you and JJ had only planned on staying for a few drinks as you wanted to head out on the boat early tomorrow morning. But that went down the drain when Sarah rocked up with her dads expensive whiskey, you were taking shots like your life depended on it.

You lay with your head in JJ’s lap as he argues back and forth with Pope over something stupid, you're eyes are closed and you're trying hard not to nod off to sleep. The effects of the alcohol hitting you much harder tonight.

You're so close to slumber when your leg starts to vibrate and your mobile phone begins to ring out, you groan out load and reach into the pocket of your playsuit.

“I’ll be back, it’s mum” you state, leaving a quick kiss to JJ’s cheek you rush out of the house and over towards the trees where it’s a lot quieter.

Back inside, JJ gets up to use the bathroom, Sarah is scrolling through the songs on JJ’s phone and putting the ones she wants next in queue. An idea comes to mind and she decides she wants to spam his phone with photos.

Sarah starts off with taking selfie’s before she calls Kie over and then the rest of the group, they must have taken over 50 stupid photos. On any normal day they wouldn’t do this but because they were shit faced they thought it was the funniest thing in the world.

Sarah goes back into the camera roll to check them out, she doesn’t realise she has swiped too far until the video starts playing and she jumps slightly at the sight on naked people on the phone.

“He saves his porn?” Sarah questions, and both John B and Pope rush back over to check it out. They are all laughing at the fact JJ downloads porn rather than just using pornhub.

“Wait guys” Pope speaks, his eyes focused on the small writing on the female wrists that have now been placed behind her back. “That says P4L” he states, his finger coming over to point at the small tattoo.

This gets Kie’s attention now and everyone’s crowded around the phone, just as John B is about to say something the camera moves and in full naked glory is JJ and Y/N fucking.

“Holy shit” Sarah screams, her hand fumbling with the phone and it falls to the ground. John B reaches down to grab it, his eyes still trained on his best friend going to town on Y/N.

“Why are we still watching?!” Pope yells, he too can’t seem to take his eyes off them. He would be lying if he said this shit could be on pornhub, it was that hot. He definitely would have this saved if it wasn’t his closest friends.

“What are you guys watching?” A voice calls from behind and John B quickly locks the phone sliding it across the bench. Everyone shrugs and quickly disperses.

“Nah nothing mate” John B says, clapping JJ on the back and pulling away from the kitchen where the phone was lying.

You walk back in and take a seat next to Sarah, her eyes widen when she realises who it is and you can’t help but scowl at her behaviour.

“You good?” You ask, she quickly nods and reaches for the bottle of whiskey taking a swift gulp followed by another. Your brows stay creased at her actions and you look over at JJ who also looks very confused as he talks to John B.

JJ pulls away from John B and walks over to his phone as the music dies out, Sarah winces as she realises she must not have put the music in queue properly. All eyes are on JJ as he unlocks his phone, they watch at his brows crease and suddenly the sounds of your moans fill the speakers.

“JJ!” You scream, you jump up so fast you lose your footing and trip over the coffee table. Pope tried to grab you before you hit the floor but he momentarily panics as his mind goes back to the video.

“So who was watching it?” JJ asks, his eyes scanning the room as he walks over to you, he pulls you to your feet and places his hand around your waist.

Your eyes are wide as you realise it wasn’t JJ who had accidentally put the video up, it was one of your friends who went snooping.

“SARAH!” Kie yells out, her hands coming up in defence as she backs off. You look over to Sarah who looks shocked that Kie would rat her out so quickly.

“I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean to! I was taking pictures and I just swiped! I thought it was porn!” Sarah cries, her hands coming up to hide her rosy cheeks. John B takes a seat next to her and squeezes her into his side.

“This is so embarrassing, but it’s okay Sarah” you smile, your cheeks are also tinted red as you look away from the group in embarrassment. You couldn’t believe they had seen JJ ram his dick into you multiple times.

“At least you guys look good, you could sell it on pornhub” John B laughs, earning a punch in the shoulder by JJ.

Smut request: not sure if you’re okay with this idea but if not it’s okay. It’s a weird one. Reader is hooking up with jj but like John b or rafe walk in but don’t interrupt, they get off to you two hooking up?

Red Handed - JJ Maybank

Pairing - Reader x JJ Maybank

Summary - John B had been in a dry spell lately, nothing was helping him until he caught sight of Y/N and JJ going at it on the porch of his home.

Warnings- Sex, foreplay, language. (Not really sure what you'd call John B wanking over his friends getting off?)

Note- JJ and Y/N are totally fine in helping out their best friend.

(Gif credit to @poguesofobx )

John B had been going through a dry spell recently, every girl he set his eyes on he was instantly turned off. Not because they weren’t drop dead gorgeous, he honestly didn’t understand why he couldn’t keep himself hard.

He thought it could be the fact he had a massive crush on Sarah Cameron and she would never go for a pouge like him. It was getting so bad that he couldn’t even wank, his sleep was continually disrupted because he couldn’t get rid of his pent-up frustration. His balls so blue it hurt to walk.

That was until he crawled out of his bedroom hungover, eyes still stuck together with sleep. Bumping into the kitchen bench multiple times until he was completely conscious.

He’d been pouring himself a glass of orange juice when he heard noises, he instantly walked over to the room his best friend JJ usually crashed in. The room was empty and the bed unmade as per usual.

He couldn’t put a finger on where the noise was coming from so, he dawdled over to the window, throwing himself onto the sofa. His eyes set upon you straddling JJ on the 1-seater sofa, perfect view of your plump ass.

He knew he should have got up and walked away but when he realized his dick was straining in his shorts, he couldn’t help but reach down to palm himself, he thought to himself that it would go away at first contact, but it only caused his dick to harden even more.

“Well shit” he said to himself, his eyes burning into the back of one of his best friends. Watching the way, she pushed herself down onto JJ’s clothed dick.

It was suddenly like he was in JJ’s spot; he could feel you on his body. Again, he knew this was wrong, but he’d been so frustrated for weeks. It finally felt good to have kept an erection for longer than 30 seconds. He couldn’t not touch himself. So, he reached inside of his shorts and held himself between his hands.

Head rolling back in Exstacy, getting himself off had never felt so good. The relief of his hand rubbing slowly already had his breath staggered and heart beat racing.

“You know John B is watching” you whisper into JJ’s neck; you’d noticed him as you both switched to the three-seater couch. It didn’t bother you one bit; it also didn’t bother JJ. You both had sex in public a lot and it was definitely a big turn on for the both of you.

John B had told JJ multiple times the rut he was in, he’d never come to you directly and said anything, but you couldn’t help but feel some sort of pride in the fact he was touching himself over you and JJ. It caused only caused you to get more aroused.

“Let’s give him a show” he smirks, his needy fingers massaging the skin on your thigh. You pull away from him to stand, reaching for the button on your shorts you shimmied out of them along with your Swim pants, leaving you bottomless in front of JJ and John B.

You made sure to spread your legs and bend slightly as you placed both hands on JJ’s bare thigh, leaning down to kiss him on the lips. You knew full well the sight of your soaking pussy would push John B over the edge. Bringing your legs up onto the couch to straddle JJ once more.

Your wet heat grinding onto JJ like your life depended on it, his hands grip your waist roughly and pull you off him. His fingers coming between you both and teasing your aching entrance. You can feel yourself throb against the pads of his fingers, they push deep into you and curve into a ‘come here’ motion.

Your head rolls back and he urges you to grind your hips into his hand. JJ’s eyes don’t leave your face, watching the way it twists and pants as you let loose onto his fingers. He loves watching you fuck him; he loves the way your eyes roll to the back of your head and your jaw clenching every time his thumb brushes over your sensitive bud.

“Yeah, like that, faster” you moan out, shaking your hair to fall off your shoulders. Your hand reaches around to pull off your tank top, leaving you in your skimpy red bikini top. JJ’s hands ripping the barely their triangles to expose your breasts. You place both your palms flat on JJ’s chest to keep yourself steady as you ride him.

Your nipples perky and inviting, his mouth comes forward to suck and tug on them. Your eyes momentarily leave JJ’s hungry pupils to check back in on your guest, John B doesn’t even notice you looking at him as his eyes are staring holes into JJ’s fingers that are buried deep in you.

Your eyes squeeze shut as JJ roughly brings you down onto his fingers as he notices you staring at John B, jealousy courses through his veins and he can’t help but finger fuck you harder until you're crying out in pleasure, stray tears leave your close eye lids staining your cheeks.

Your orgasm shaking your body to its core, soaking JJ’s fingers in the process. He pulls out to suck them clean and pulls your face back to his. Lips pressing together rushed and sloppy, tongues battling with one another. You begin to grind into him once more.

“Get down on your knees” he says, you're on your knees before he can help you up. Looking up through your lashes, you part your mouth ready to take him in, greedy hands crawling at his thighs.

John B was on cloud 9, his fingers wrapped around his painfully hard dick. He had reached over grabbing the lotion that sat upon the coffee table, praying to the lord for Kie leaving it there.

The wetness from the moisturizer giving him no restriction as he tugged on his dick. Eyes set upon you; your mouth wrapped around JJ’s cock. He could tell from the angle that JJ was hitting the back of your throat as he watched the way your throat tightened each time and you let out un godly noises that would be burnt in his mind forever.

Small beads of spit trickled down your chin until it landed on your exposed breast, they bouncing slightly as you bobbed up and down. JJ’s hands gripping around your long brown hair until it was placed into a messy ponytail and tugged slightly, your eyes staring up at him as tears continued to fall from the roughness of his face fucking, you loved it though.

John B’s mind blocking out everything else around him except for the two people in front of him. He could feel his orgasm taunting him, he wanted to let go so bad but it just wasn’t happening.

He began to get frustrated within himself until he saw you pull away from JJ and stand back up, he watched as you pushed JJ back onto the couch. You took your rightful seat back around JJ. He watched the way you sank down onto his cock with ease, your knees helping you to bring yourself up and down onto his shaft.

You were bouncing so hard your tits started to hurt, JJ’s hands coming up to massage them and tweak at your nipples. Your orgasm once again bubbling in your lower stomach, your body heating up as your pussy pulsed around him.

“Hold on switch” JJ says, he pulls you off him without hesitation and spins you around. Your knees meeting the couch once more and JJ standing behind you, your hands pressing firmly into the headrest of the couch.

He pushes into you once more and his hand comes up to press your face into the couch, your back arching to push your ass further into him, his hips hitting your cheeks with each thrust. You can’t help the moans falling from your lips at the new angle you had been placed in, he was hitting that perfect sweet spot with each thrust.

“Faster” you moan, one hand holding onto your hip as he picks up the pace. His other hand coming down to slap one of your ass cheeks. A small shriek leaving your lips but you still push back onto him urging him to do it again and again until you were red raw and he left a hand print.

“I can feel you squeezing around me” JJ states, his eyes rolling to the back of his head once more. His breathing staggered as his hips push deeper inside of you, this was a workout in its self and he was trying so hard to keep steady. His legs shaking as his orgasm creeps up.

John B couldn’t hold back anymore when he heard the way you screamed out in pleasure, the way sweat dripped down your forehead and your fists balled around the material of the couch. His orgasm overtaking him and warm beads of cum spat out on his stomach, soft moans of relief left his lips.

His head dropping back onto the couch in success, he had finally gotten off for the first time in weeks. He wasted no time in cleaning up and hiding back in his room, he would never tell a soul about what he had just done. Little did he know the idea you had in mind.

“Next time we invite him to join?” You question, a small laugh leaving your lips as you watch the way JJ ignores you. You knew it would take some convincing for a threesome.

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Pastel vs Leather--Billy Hargrove

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Request: “Could you do one with Billy? The reader is this super nice and well-behaved girl that has straight A’s and she and Billy are together but they don’t tell anyone. So one day he picks her up from home and drives her to school and everyone is just shocked. Thanks xxx”

Summary: Billy picks you up from school

Warnings: cursing

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x fem!reader

Word Count: 760

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Collateral -- JJ Maybank (Part One)

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Summary: JJ’s stunt with Barry bites him in the ass when the angry drug dealer kidnaps you and decides you’re JJ’s collateral for the stolen money.

Warnings: kidnapping, violence, angst, mentions of child abuse and drug use

Pairing: JJ Maybank x fem!Routledge!reader

Word Count: 4,800+

A/N: I started writing this after binge-watching Outer Banks, and before I knew what was happening, I had written 20 pages of this and hadn’t even gotten to the climax… So, this has clearly been broken up into parts. I have part two already finished, and I’m almost finished with part three, but I’m not uploading them tonight because I want this to see the light of day first, and gain some love before I do anything. Please let me know what you guys think of this! I know there isn’t a lot of mushy-feely stuff in this chapter, and it’s mainly angst but, I had so much fun writing this, so please give it a chance and tell me what you think. Also, it’s canon divergent because I tweaked the DCS storyline and everything after John B. finds the first gold bar.

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LOVE AND FIGHT

Pairing: JJ x Reader x Rafe

Synopsis: Imagine you’re Toppers sister who is having a secret relationship with JJ, but dating Rafe Cameron. Midsummer is when things take a turn!

Warnings: Swearing, slight abuse, hitting, name calling. Fluff!!

Request: Requested by @rochyu thanks for the great idea!

“JJ, I gotta go,” you giggle as he presses kisses down your neck. He hums against your skin and you close your eyes loving the feeling of his lips on you. “JJ,” you say more in a sigh.

“C’mon (Y/N) just a little longer,” he tells you pulling you closer to him by your hips.

“I told Sarah I would get ready with her,” you mumble as he kisses your lips again.

“So... you have hours,” he shrugs moving his hands up your shirt.

“An hour, not hours,” you laugh. “Plus... I’ll see you there tonight,” you add.

“You’re still gonna ditch after an hour?” He asks and you nod. “Really?”

“Yes, I promise,” you kiss his lips lightly about to pull away but he keeps you close and you laugh. “JJ!” You push him back.

“I can’t get enough of you baby,” he says and that makes you smile.

“I know, I know,” you blush. “But I’ll see you later, and we can be inseparable by then,” you tell him.

Tonight was the night you planned to break up with Rafe. He wasn’t for you, you were only dating him because both your guys’ parents want it. But you loved JJ, and you wanted to get away from coke head Rafe.

“Fine,” he groans pulling you into a hug and it warms you. “I’ll come along and rescue you later Kay?” He chuckles.

“Please do,” you nod.

Kie would be there tonight, so you were lucky enough to have her other than all the uptight bitches there. Besides Sarah... she was cool.

“Okay, bye. Love you,” you grin.

“Love you,” he replies with a smile. You turn to leave and you felt JJ plant a smack on your ass and you turn swatting him away and he just smirks.

“Bye!” You says again jogging over to your car.

You get to the Cameron’s place with your dress and you noticed your brother Toppers car here, unfortunately he was good friends with Rafe and Sarah is his ex. You get out of your car and grab your dress that was covered in a bag and you head into the house.

“Sarah?” You call when you walk in. Instead of Sarah Rafe shows up around the corner.

“(Y/N), what’re you doing here?” He asks with a grin walking over to you. His slicked back hair and polo, aka his regular attire didn’t faze you. Although when you saw JJ in his cargo-shorts and muscle tee... it automatically made you wet.

“I’m getting ready with Sarah, remember,” you point to the dress and he leans in placing a kiss on your lips, his breath tasting minty. So different from JJ’s beer and mint mix.

“Right,” he nods. “Did you smoke weed?” He steps back giving you a confused look.

“What?” You ask. “No,” you shake your head. A bit of panic creeps in, it was probably because of JJ.

“Hmm,” he shrugs. “What’re you wearing tonight? Something nice for me?” He smirks and it kind of made you sick.

“Just a dress,” you say. You were trying to distance yourself from him, so it would be easy for you to end it. He gives you a look.

“Can I see it?” He asks reaching out.

“No, you’ll see it tonight,” you remark.

“Special occasion?” He asks smirking again and you hold the eye roll back.

“Rafe, c’mon dude,” Topper walks in and sees you. “Oh hey (Y/N),” he says. “Getting ready with Sarah?”

“Yeah,” you nod. “Is she upstairs?” I ask my boyfriend and brother.

“Yeah, in her room,” Rafe nods.

“Okay, see you guys later,” you put on a small fake grin.

“See you tonight baby,” Rafe leans in kissing you again, but you cut it short and pretty much run upstairs.

“Sarah!” You call heading down the hall and to her room. You walk in and she was singing to music while doing her makeup. She sees you through her vanity mirror and grins.

“There you are! I was waiting,” she says and waves you in. You put your dress on the bed. “Where were you?”

“Just caught up,” you shrug and she nods.

“I still haven’t seen your dress!! I’m excited to see it,” she grins at me through the mirror and you nod.

........

“Good?” You ask Sarah while you look at yourself through the full body mirror. You were wearing a long silk and lace type of dress. It was cream coloured and pretty nice.

“So pretty!” She nods. “It fits your figure so good!” She tells you.

“Cool,” you nod. You kept your hair down and wavy, with some light makeup. All you could think about is if JJ would think you look good. Although he tells you everyday all day, even at your worst. “You look really pretty too,” You tell her with a grin.

“Thanks,” she smiles. “I think we should get going now. We’ve spent enough time on this,” she laughs linking your arm with hers and you follow her.

Everything was in full swing when you two arrived. People everywhere, the old debutants laughing in a nicely manner. Since hanging out with JJ and the pouges, it made you less of a kook and realize how stupid the kook life is besides the whole being rich. The way they lived was so orderly and as a pouge, you do whatever you want.

You notice Kiara by her parents, her hair up and she was wearing a purple silk dress.

“I’m gonna say hi to Kie,” you tell Sarah and she nods. You walk over to her. “Hey, Kie!” You says and she turns and smiles.

“(Y/N)!” She says. “Hey, what’s up!?”

“Your dress is nice,” you tell her and she shrugs.

“Didn’t really wanna wear it,” she mutters and you nod. “You look good though!” She adds.

“Thanks,” you say looking around, there was a slight knot of nervousness in your stomach. You play with your clammy fingers and sigh. “Kie,” you look at her licking your lips, she just nods. “I gotta tell you something.”

“What’s up?” She asks.

“I...” you lean in closer to whisper so no one hears. “I kind of want to break up with Rafe tonight,” you tell her and you notice her eyes widen.

“Really?” She asks in a whisper back and you nod. “For JJ?” She questions and you nod again. “Well...” she drifts off. “If you think it’s a good idea (Y/N) then why not,” she nods.

“I’m a little nervous,” you admit. “What do I say?” You ask. “Do I tell him about JJ, do I just break up with him?”

“That’s up to you man,” she shrugs. “But good for you! You’re way better than that asshole,” she adds and you nod nervously. “But when?”

“I don’t know,” you sigh. “Sometime soon, I know that JJ said he’s gonna come by... well to see us,” you say and she nods.

“Yeah, he told us all to ditch,” she nods. “Does pope know?” She laughs as Pope works with his dad.

“I don’t know,” You laugh.

“Hey babe,” you hear Rafe’s voice and you turn to see him towering over you, dressed in his suit, with his hair again slicked back. “You look so hot tonight,” he tells you and the word hot makes you cringe. He couldn’t have called you beautiful or pretty at the least?

“Um... thanks,” you mumble and he grabs your hand pulling you close to him and leaning down to meet your lips. But instead you turn so he kisses your cheek. He pulls back confused.

“What was that?” He asks sounding annoyed of you.

“Nothing,” you shrug. “We’re at a party, we don’t need to put on a show,” you remark and he rolls his eyes.

“Since when have you cared?” He asks.

“Since now I guess,” you reply and he scoffs.

“I’m trying to be a nice boyfriend (Y/N), you don’t need to be such a bitch,” he moves his hand away from your arm.

“Classic,” Kiara rolls her eyes. “What a great boyfriend you are calling her a bitch.”

“Oh fuck off Kiara,” he says.

“Rafe!” You glare at him and he rolls his eyes again. Let me guess, he’s frustrated cause he hasn’t done a pound of blow yet?

“Screw this,” he sighs turning around and walking off. Typical.

“Pig,” Kie scoffs and you laugh. “I wish we could go back in time and you would never get with him.”

“If it were my way, I would’ve never,” you sigh.

“Hey guys,” Pope smiles a she puts a tray of food into the table in front of you guys.

“Hey!” You both reply to him with a smile. “You know about John B and JJ’s plan right?” Kie asks him.

“Yeah, they want us to ditch,” he nods. “I’m down... I think,” he looks back to his dad.

“Yeah, we are too,” Kiara nods. “And (Y/N)’s breaking up with Rafe,” she whispers to him and Popes eyes widen.

“Really?” He asks and you nod. “Finally,” he lets out a small laugh.

“Right!” Kie grins. “She’s growing up,” she pulls you into a hug and you laugh.

“Shut up,” you mumble but smile. The pouges were your friends, your true friends. These people here on figure 8 did not matter.

.........

You were leaning against the building and watching as everyone dances or talks to friends. You were just anticipating for when JJ and John b will be here to save you guys. You figured they’d just text you guys and you’d slip out somehow. You pat around for your phone and realize you left it inside. You head inside and start walking down the narrow hall, but then you get pulled into a dark closet and yelp.

“Who the fuck!?” You almost yell but you feel a hand clap over your mouth.

“Shh, it’s just me (Y/N),” you heard JJ’s voice and you slightly see the light from outside hitting his face.

“JJ,” you say pulling his hand away.

“Yeah,” he chuckles. “Hey,” he says.

“What are you doing here?” You ask.

“Well, I told you I’d rescue you didn’t I?” He replies. “That’s what I’m doing!”

You smile in the darkness. But dammit! You still needed to end things with Rafe, he’s just been absent the whole night somewhere, only god knows.

“I thought you’d just show up with the van, not come into the party,” you say in a low voice.

“Nah, I needed to see how pretty my girl is as soon as possible,” he tells you and you felt your cheeks flush at the compliment. Rafe could never compare. You lean in capturing his lips with yours and he grins kissing you back. He smelt of weed, tasted like the familiar beer and mint. You loved it. He wraps his arms around you, while you run your fingers through his hair tugging and he groans against your lips. You had an urgency to rip all his clothes off, but you couldn’t, not here and not now.

“I love you,” you tell him pulling back only a millimeter.

“I love you too,” he smiles brushing his lips past yours. “Can we get outta here now?” He asks.

“No, I need to do something quickly,” you tell him. “Okay?”

“What?” He asks.

“Just, stay here for a couple of minutes,” you say. You were hoping breaking up with Rafe would be fast and easy. You doubt he actually cared about you, but still everything was difficult with Rafe.

“Okay,” he nods and you peck his lips one more time and leave the closet. You walk out into the bright hall and look to the side and start walking. But then you catch Rafe laughing with Kelce walking down the hall. Perfect. He notices you.

“(Y/N),” he says saying your name with a smile like he wasn’t a douche just an hour ago.

“Hey,” you say.

“Where have you been all night baby?” He asks and you pretty much roll your eyes at the nickname. It only sounded nice coming from JJ.

“Rafe, can we talk?” You ask in a serious tone.

“About?” He questions.

“Something, and Alone,” you look at Kelce.

“I got the hint,” Kelce says and walks off, Rafe watches Kelce leave and then he turns to you.

“What?” He asks in a weird tone like he was annoyed of you. But you haven’t even done anything.

You take in a deep breath, preparing yourself for what’s about to happen. The only think you worried about was him getting all mad and not letting you leave the party as soon as possible.

“Well...” you start.

“Sorry about earlier,” he mutters interrupting you. “If that’s what this is about.”

“No,” you shake your head and he sighs leaning back against the hallway wall. “I was saying...” you start again. “I... I want to break up,” you tell him hesitantly. For a minute he just stares at you like he didn’t hear what you just said, until it hits and he squints his eyes at you.

“Wait... what!?” He asks like this was unbelievable.

“I want to break up,” you tell him again and he lets out a laugh, but a sarcastic angry laugh.

“No,” he says shaking his head.

“Rafe,” you give him a look. “I don’t want to be with you anymore. Our relationship isn’t even good,” you remark. “What’s the point? You’d have more fun with someone else.”

“This is not supposed to happen like this (Y/N)!” He tells you. “You breaking up with me!? No way,” he shakes his head.

“What!?” You ask.

“Why?” He asks. “Not like you’re gonna get anyone better than me,” he scoffs. “Like c’mon, no guy is gonna handle your shit (Y/N) no guy,” he adds and that just makes you angry.

“Oh really?” You scoff. “Cause another guy has,” you say and at that his eyes widen.

“What!?” He pretty much yells.

“What?” You shrug back.

“Who!? What the fuck!?” He exclaims. “You’ve been cheating on me!?” He spits out. “You fucking slut!”

“And you wonder why?” You shake your head. “You’re a coke head piece of trash Rafe,” you tell him and he steps closer now angry.

“Excuse me,” he says getting close to you.

“You heard me, you’re gross. I don’t need you, and I found someone better than you,” you tell him in a calm tone and that just got him more angry.

“Fuck you!!” He yells raising his hand and smacking you. Your head turns and your cheek stings from the smack. He just smacked you, Rafe, your now ex boyfriend just smacked you. You grab your cheek holding back the tears because he didn’t deserve to see you cry.

“You’re disgusting,” you spit, he opens his mouth to talk but gets cut off.

“What the fuck!?” You heard the loud growl of JJ and you both turn, he was watching you with your hand on your cheek and Rafe with the anger boiling inside him. “Did you just fucking smack her!?” He asks in a dangerous tone and Rafe laughs.

“It’s him isn’t it?” He looks back at you. “A dirty pouge,” he nods. “What else can I expect from a dirty little whore like you,” he scoffs and then JJ, charges into him knocking him to the floor. Your eyes widen as JJ starts throwing punches immediately.

“Touch her again!” JJ yells punching Rafe again. “And I’ll fucking KILL YOU!” He yells, Rafe manages to get in a punch knocking JJ over.

“Stop it!” You yell and some people step into the hall to see what’s happening with wide eyes. JJ lunches him again and you see blood coming out of Rafes mouth. “JJ!” You yell.

“You dirty motherfucker!” JJ yells at Rafe.

“Fuck you,” Rafe spits out.

A security guard runs in pulling JJ off of Rafe and JJ tries to fight them off.

“JJ!” You say stepping closer but the security guards pull him back. He had a bruise already forming on his jaw and some blood by his eyebrow.

“Stop it, he’s my guest,” you say.

“Your guest just assaulted Rafe Cameron,” the security guard tells you and you roll your eyes.

“He fucking smacked her!” JJ exclaims angry again. Topper and Sarah run in and Sarah’s eyes widen at the sight of her brother all bloodied up on the floor. Topper goes to Rafes side.

“What the fuck?” Topper looks at you confused. You just decide to grab JJ’s hand and pull him away from the guard and run. You pull him through the crowd in the back.

“Kie!” You both yell when you see her and she turns. “Let’s go!” She looks around both her parents looking at her shaking their heads. “Come on!” You wave quickly and you notice your mom start to walk over, speed walk over. You hold JJ’s hand tighter and run. “Pope!” You also call and he looks confused.

“Hell no,” Mr. Heyward gives him a disapproving look. Pope strips from his apron and runs just as Kie catches up.

We all start running, you let JJ lead the way to the van.

“Is John b there?” You ask breathlessly as you approach the van.

“Yeah, he said he’d be the getaway driver,” he nods and we all pile in. John B turns.

“Took long enough?” He mumbles and notices all the distressed faces and JJ’s bruised face. “What happened!?” He asks. JJ ignores him and steps over to you.

“Are you okay,” he pushes my face to turn and looks at your cheek.

“What happened?” They all ask.

“Rafe fucking hit (Y/N),” JJ says and you feel your cheeks flush out of embarrassment.

“What!?” They all ask. “Are you okay!?”

“I’m fine,” you shrug.

“Don’t be some nonchalant about this (Y/N),” JJ shakes his head. “He’s a fucking prick.”

“Well, I’m not with him anymore so it doesn’t matter,” you say with another shrug.

“Why did he hit you?” Pope asks. “You could sue him you know.”

“That’s not really on my mind right now Pope,” you laugh and JJ rolls his eyes. “He was mad because I broke up with him and called him trash,” you admit.

“So he hit you!?” Kie asks in disbelief. “I would’ve been there if I knew you were breaking up with him then.”

“Its Fine really,” you say.

“No it’s not,” JJ rubs your cheek with his thumb softly. “Does it hurt!?” He asks concerned.

“No,” you lie. It did hurt, Rafe was 6’2, you were like half of him... barely. His hands were big, but it’s okay. It’ll get better.

“You’re lying,” JJ gives you a dry look.

“I’m not,” you lie again biting your lip and he rolls his eyes.

“Just stop (Y/N),” he tells me. “You need to ice it.”

“I will later,” you say and he just looks at you silently for a minute.

“I’m sorry,” he says in a whisper.

“Why?” You whisper back.

“You broke up with him because of me,” he mumbles.

“JJ, shut up,” you shake your head. “I broke up with him because I hate him, and I have you,” you tell him. “What would he do if it were later huh?”

“I’m still sorry,” he sighs.

“Don’t be,” you shake your head and lean in kissing him. He relaxes into the kiss, and you barley felt anymore pain while you kissed JJ. He always fixed everything. He was the best boyfriend ever.

“Okay, you guys gonna bone right in front of us... or!?” Kiara asks. “Happy moment, now... time for weed.”

“That does sound like a good idea,” JJ grins and you laugh.

“Yeah,” you nod.

These people were your real family!

Bonus part:

(16+) nothing too bad!

You giggle as JJ pushes you down on the bed getting on top and you pull him down by hooping your fingers into his shark tooth necklace. He kisses your lips, and you let out a small moan as he presses himself close to you. You flip him so you get on top of his lap straddling him.

You lean down kissing his neck and you hear him suck in a sharp breath. You suck and cause some hickeys on his skin. He reaches up to the end of your now bunched up dress and pulls at it. You pull back and let him take it off throwing it somewhere in the room. He stares at your bare chest and smirks.

“You’re so beautiful,” he tells you reaching up with cup one of your breast. You let out a small whimper, grinding your hips against his, and you could feel him grow in his shorts. He sighs rubbing his finger over your hardened nipple and you sigh. You reach for the hem of his shirt and he lets you take it off of him and you keep rocking your hips and he slightly groans.

“I want you to ride me baby,” you tells you pulling you down so he can kiss you and you moan into his mouth.

“Good, cause I want to ride you,” you tell him and that just makes him harder. “I love you JJ.”

“I love you (Y/N),” he replies. “And I’m sorry for tonight, you deserve the world,” he tells you running his hands along the side of your body and you smile.

“You are my world JJ,” you lean down and kiss him roughly.

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A/N Just did a little bonus part for the dirty ones haha! Hope you all enjoyed this one. Thanks again to @rochyu for the request!

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Chris Evans

About: You realize that you and Chris have a special way to resolve and forget problems.

Note: 18+ (I think) Not very descriptive (idk how to write smut). Still read at your own risk. 

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the tattoo

chris evans x fem!reader

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warnings: fluff, allusions to smut but nothing grafic, language, chris being in luv w u :)

you were sprawled on top of your boyfriend, head resting on his chest, both of you sleeping peacefully before your alarm went on

chris groaned burying his face in your neck and wrapping his arms on your waist “why the fuck did you set an alarm so early on sunday?” he said making you chuckle

“good morning to you too christopher” you said giving a kiss on his cheek and attempted to get up, just for him to drag you back to him

“g’morning baby” he kissed your lips “why are you getting up? stay with me” he laid on top of you, resting his head on your chest

“cause i need to get ready” you said running your fingers through his hair while admiring his face, how his eyelashes rested perfectly on his cheeks, the small pout on his lips, the little freckles on his face

“uhum” he just nuzzled himself further into you making you laugh

“come on big guy, i really need to get up, i’m gonna be late” you rubbed your hand on his shoulder

“ugh, where are you even going?” the pout grew bigger while he rolled over to let you go and you resisted the urge to laugh again

“did you forget i got the tattoo appointment?”

“why today? sundays are for us to stay together” he whined

“stop being a baby, it’s gonna be quick, i promise” you rested a hand on the bed and leaned over to give him a kiss, making him smile, still with his eyes closed

you took your shower, did your hair and makeup, and got dressed, a pair of shorts and a cropped were your choice for the day, you sprayed your perfume and got out of the bathroom to get your things

chris had already gotten up, he brushed his teeth and washed his face while your took your shower and headed to the kitchen

“babe i’m heading out” you walked to where he was, he extended his arms and you circled yours on his neck

“you look good” he kissed you squeezing your waist playfully making you giggle

“thank you baby” you smiled at him

“you never told me what you’re getting”

“it’s a surprise” you grinned, knowing how curious he is and how many questions he was going to make you quickly pecked his lips and grabbed your keys from the counter “bye baby, i love you!” you shouted from the door

you never were really into big and too complicated tattoos, you liked simple drawings, flowers, butterflys, the moon, and if you chose to do any phrases or quotes you liked in little letters, very clean but still they complimented your skin beautifully

so when you got to the studio you showed the references to your tattoo artist and she immediately started doing the sketches

you did the said tattoos and they turned out perfect, you trusted her with your eyes closed, she always got every single tattoo of yours perfectly

suddenly and idea popped in your head, you never tried anything near that area, you didn’t even knew if it was going to look good, but you told her the idea and went for it

“chris i’m home!” you closed the door and dodger already came running to greet you “hi baby, i missed you” you said scratching behind his ears

“only him?” chris appeared right behind dodger

“i missed you too you big baby” hands on your hips while yours came in touch with his face, giving several kisses on his lips

“c’mere i wanna show you the tattoos” you grabbed his hand and led him to the couch, pushing him to sit down you were still standing to show them to him

“ok, so, i got this one” you showed your forearm, he runned his fingers on top of the drawings

“they’re beautiful hun”

“i know right?” you were really excited, showing them to him like a kid showing their toys to their friends “then i got these ones on my fingers” 

you then lifted your shirt to show the one on your ribcage, he started caressing the back of your thighs unconsciously while admiring the tattoo

“holy shit, this one looks amazing” he bringed you forward to see it better

“now the last one” you turned a little so he was looking at your side, you took the hem of your shorts between your fingers and pulled them upwards to show one of the most insane things you’ve done in your life

on your hip, kinda on top of your ass a cursive C

“oh my fuck” his hands still on your legs

“what? did you hate it? oh god, i knew i shouldn’t have done it, i just thoug-“ you were cut off by his hands fully grabbing your thighs and pulling you down to him, making you squeal, he slotted his lips against yours

kissing you with passion he pressed you ever further into him deepening the kiss before you broke it to breathe “so you did like it” you grinned, still panting because of the kiss, running your hand up and down on his chest

“are you kidding me? i fucking loved it” he looked up at you, lust in his eyes, and squeezed your ass in his massive hands, making you moan and reach out to kiss him again

tongues dancing perfectly against each other before he abruptly cut the kiss off “stand up” he said in a low voice, you immediately did what he told you to

chris then stood up, facing you and grabbed you throwing yourself on his shoulder, again making you squeal “i’m gonna show you how much i loved it” he gave your bum a slap

“chris, let me down!” you tried to stay serious but you couldn’t, you just laughed while giving light punches on his back, when you grew tired of punching him you gave his butt a smack

“oh you’re gonna regret that” he dropped you on the bed, you immediately crawled back trying to escape him, still laughing

“no, no, no! chriiis!” you whined when he dropped himself on top of you and started tickling you, making it impossible for you to get out “ok, seriously, i can’t take it anymore!” you said between laughs

he started kissing every part of you, from your collarbones to your face, finally getting to your lips, making you both smile like idiots

“i love you so much” he said kissing you again

“i love you too” you giggled and kissed him

𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 - 𝐧𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭

warnings: smut, masturbation (f receiving), nomad steve rogers x reader, somnophilia, 18+ reader

summary: you wake up in the middle of the night and can’t fall back asleep, so you have steve help you…

a/n: do not steal my work, it’s all my own. 18+ only, minors do not interact!

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you awoke from your deep sleep with a sigh. a dream that you had forgotten right as you tried remembering it, was what had awakened you. you took a quick glance to your right, seeing the clock on your nightstand gleaming 3:38 A.M. looking to your left, you saw your boyfriend’s big figure, as he lay on his stomach. you could hear his soft breathing, in and out. seeing him so peaceful made you feel guilty.

because you weren’t feeling so peaceful. seeing steve and his shirtless figure gave you butterflies. god he was sexy. you turned to your side and ran your hand softly up and down his broad back. his skin felt warm under your touch. a mischievous smile suddenly formed on your lips as you thought of the naughtiest plan you could at 3 in the morning.

you made sure steve wasn’t looking towards you, not that it mattered, but his head was turned to the opposite side of the bed. you peeked under the covers to search for his left hand, and carefully lifted it from under the sheets to grasp it under your own. his hand felt heavy in your palm, and you turned it ever so slowly as to not wake him up. you held it under your own left hand and let it run over your stomach to rest on top of your clothed mound.

you lifted the waistband the pair of boxers you wore to bed, (courtesy of steve’s underwear drawer), and slid his hand the rest of the way down. this was downright dirty, and whether steve woke up from this or not didn’t seem to bother you.

with your hand still placed perfectly on top of his, you used his middle finger to pump in and out of your entrance. almost as if you were playing the piano, in this case you were the piano, and your hand was helping to teach him how to play it.

“fuck” you whispered, still acknowledging that he was asleep.

steve was stirring a bit, his legs shifting underneath the blankets.

you suddenly felt the coil in your stomach beginning to form.

steve made a noise in his sleep, but you were too focused on dealing with your own pleasure to notice.

“what are you doing baby?” his hoarse voice whispered to you.

“i woke up and couldn’t go back to sleep, so i thought you’d help me tire out” you whispered back.

“all you had to do was ask” he replied, and you could see his cocky grin in the moonlight.

he removed his fingers for a quick second so he could prop himself up and take care of you the right way. with his right elbow holding him up he focused on your eyes as his middle and ring finger began to go to work.

he pumped them in and out, praising you for being a good girl as he finished you off.

“tell me what you want baby” steve said as he noticed you trying to hold in your moans

“use your words, i know you can”

“faster steve please” you moaned out, staring into his beautiful blue eyes.

he began to work at you faster until you began to come undone beneath him.

“there you go sweetheart, i got you” he praised, as he continued to get you through your high.

steve’s fingers slowed down retreating from your body, and he brought them up to his own mouth. he licked them clean as he fixed your shorts back up. steve pulled you close and snuggled into your body, knowing you were already drifting off.

“i love you honey” you whispered.

“i love you too sweetheart” he whispered back, giving a quick kiss to your forehead as you both fell back asleep in each other’s arms.

𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 - 𝐧𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭

warnings: smut, masturbation (f receiving), nomad steve rogers x reader, somnophilia, 18+ reader

summary: you wake up in the middle of the night and can’t fall back asleep, so you have steve help you…

a/n: do not steal my work, it’s all my own. 18+ only, minors do not interact!

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you awoke from your deep sleep with a sigh. a dream that you had forgotten right as you tried remembering it, was what had awakened you. you took a quick glance to your right, seeing the clock on your nightstand gleaming 3:38 A.M. looking to your left, you saw your boyfriend’s big figure, as he lay on his stomach. you could hear his soft breathing, in and out. seeing him so peaceful made you feel guilty.

because you weren’t feeling so peaceful. seeing steve and his shirtless figure gave you butterflies. god he was sexy. you turned to your side and ran your hand softly up and down his broad back. his skin felt warm under your touch. a mischievous smile suddenly formed on your lips as you thought of the naughtiest plan you could at 3 in the morning.

you made sure steve wasn’t looking towards you, not that it mattered, but his head was turned to the opposite side of the bed. you peeked under the covers to search for his left hand, and carefully lifted it from under the sheets to grasp it under your own. his hand felt heavy in your palm, and you turned it ever so slowly as to not wake him up. you held it under your own left hand and let it run over your stomach to rest on top of your clothed mound.

you lifted the waistband the pair of boxers you wore to bed, (courtesy of steve’s underwear drawer), and slid his hand the rest of the way down. this was downright dirty, and whether steve woke up from this or not didn’t seem to bother you.

with your hand still placed perfectly on top of his, you used his middle finger to pump in and out of your entrance. almost as if you were playing the piano, in this case you were the piano, and your hand was helping to teach him how to play it.

“fuck” you whispered, still acknowledging that he was asleep.

steve was stirring a bit, his legs shifting underneath the blankets.

you suddenly felt the coil in your stomach beginning to form.

steve made a noise in his sleep, but you were too focused on dealing with your own pleasure to notice.

“what are you doing baby?” his hoarse voice whispered to you.

“i woke up and couldn’t go back to sleep, so i thought you’d help me tire out” you whispered back.

“all you had to do was ask” he replied, and you could see his cocky grin in the moonlight.

he removed his fingers for a quick second so he could prop himself up and take care of you the right way. with his right elbow holding him up he focused on your eyes as his middle and ring finger began to go to work.

he pumped them in and out, praising you for being a good girl as he finished you off.

“tell me what you want baby” steve said as he noticed you trying to hold in your moans

“use your words, i know you can”

“faster steve please” you moaned out, staring into his beautiful blue eyes.

he began to work at you faster until you began to come undone beneath him.

“there you go sweetheart, i got you” he praised, as he continued to get you through your high.

steve’s fingers slowed down retreating from your body, and he brought them up to his own mouth. he licked them clean as he fixed your shorts back up. steve pulled you close and snuggled into your body, knowing you were already drifting off.

“i love you honey” you whispered.

“i love you too sweetheart” he whispered back, giving a quick kiss to your forehead as you both fell back asleep in each other’s arms.

Lily

Summary: Steve has a secret... until suddenly he doesn't. Steve x Single Mom!Reader

Warnings: canon typical violence, probably some cursing

Word Count: 4349

a/n: I really fell in love with this idea. I think I dreamt it, but honestly I'm not sure. You can visualize Lily anyway you'd like, I just chose this picture bc it's cute.

Masterlist

"Ninety-nine, One hundred." Lily jumped out of the closet, ready to follow your instructions. She checked the phone, just like you said, but it was broken in the fight.

Instead, she packed her backpack with anything she thought she could need in an emergency and left.

She walked confidently through your apartment door, down the stairs, and to the subway stop. Maybe it was this confidence that lead the adults surrounding her to leave her be, or maybe it was just the fact she was in New York City and passerby couldn't be bothered.

Either way, she successfully made it to the station before anyone questioned her. When one of the transit employees asked her where her parents were, she replied with the only thing she thought would confuse them and allow her to continue on her journey.

"My daddy died when I was a baby, but mommy says he's always with me in here." She put her little hand over her heart, staring wide eyed at the woman helping her. The woman turned to a colleague, unsure of how to respond, and Lily made her escape.

She quickly pulled her mom's subway card from her pocket, scanned it, and walked through the barricade. By the time the employee turned back to her, Lily was already lost in the crowd.

She followed what she remembered from Steve's emergency instructions to the best of her ability, getting on the orange line train and taking it until Avengers Tower was announced as the next stop.

From there, she traveled with the crowd. She followed tourists, sticking close to other groups, pretending to be part of different families as she approached the tower. Despite never being there, Lily recognized the building.

With all of the remaining confidence in her six-year-old self, she walked through the doors straight to the information desk. Unfortunately, she was not immediately noticed by the receptionist. It took three very polite renditions of "excuse me, please" for the woman to finally realize there was indeed someone speaking to her.

"Can I help you?" The woman looked behind her, expecting a parent or guardian. "Where are your parents?"

"That's why I'm here. Stevie said to come here if there was ever an emergency." Lily replied as evenly as she could. The adrenaline from the situation was wearing off, and her emotions were beginning to get the better of her.

"Stevie?" The woman replied, utterly flabbergasted by the child in front of her.

"He said to tell you the emergency code. He made it my birthday so I wouldn't forget. 10112017" Lily had tears in her eyes as she continued. "You have to type it in so he can help my mom!"

After a few seconds of shock, the receptionist typed the code into the Stark Enterprises emergency alert system. She clearly didn't expect anything serious to happen, but she figured avoiding a full scale meltdown from the little girl in front of her would be best.

At first, nothing happened. Lily looked at the receptionist, the receptionist looked at Lily, and everyone else continued about their day.

But then, just as the receptionist was about to ask Lily for her name and if she knew how to contact a guardian, every Avenger in the tower came running into the lobby.

-

"Hey, Wanda. Vision." Steve greeted the two as he made his way toward the fridge, ready to refuel after training. Bucky, Sam, and Nat were quick to enter after him, coming from the same training session.

"I'm making sweet potato toast, anyone want some?" Steve took out the cookbook Tony had given him as a joke last Christmas, already flipping to the familiar page to look at various topping combinations.

Each team member replied, listing various reasons as to why they wanted to avoid eating more sweet potatoes. It seemed Steve was on a kick, but everyone else was sick of them.

"Suit yourselves." He laughed, already scrubbing the root vegetable to dispose of the dirt. He followed the steps in the book, still reliant on the instructions despite having made the meal- or a variation- dozens of times.

"Still reading the steps, Capsicle?" Tony shook his head, pouring himself a glass of cranberry juice.

"I just need to make sure I do it right." Steve replied, unphased by the teasing remark. No matter how long he spends trying to catch up to the modern world, Steve will never feel confident cooking.

Before Tony could jump into his usual spiel about how Steve needs to find a girlfriend who will cook for him, Friday made an announcement.

"Mr. Stark, as per the Morgan Protocol, I am alerting you of an unaccompanied minor in the lobby."

The announcement from the Irish voice confused the room, all eyes turning to look at Tony. He replied to Friday before addressing their stares.

"Any idea who it is?" His gaze briefly flickered to the ceiling while he awaited a response.

"Running facial recognition as we speak. Nobody matching her description was reported missing."

Tony attempted to leave, but he was bombarded with the same question from each Avenger present.

"The Morgan Protocol?" Steve's voice could be heard above the rest, so used to commanding the room.

"Yep. I put it in place when Morgan was born. If there's ever an unaccompanied minor in the Tower, Friday alerts me. You've got no idea how many kids will come here just for a chance to meet us." Tony replied casually, trying to avoid any heartwarming speeches.

Sam opened his mouth to reply when Friday chimed in again. "Facial recognition failed. Should I have the child escorted upstairs?"

Suddenly, a warning alarm accompanied by flashing red lights began to sound throughout the residential area of the tower.

"Tony, what the hell?" Nat yelled over the noise. The entire team was covering their ears, glaring at Tony for the suspected glitch.

"Friday, cut the alarm." Tony sighed, figuring there was a glitch in his newest security measure for the families of those on the team.

"The Family Emergency Alarm was triggered via manual code input." Friday replied. "It was entered on device 7114 in main reception."

"Which code triggered the alarm? Who gave the code?" The room was tense as they awaited the response. It could have been an accident. Someone typed the wrong code into the alert system. It's not unheard of.

"The code was 10112017. Captain Rogers' code." The majority of eyebrows furrowed while Steve's heart plummeted. "It appears the child gave the code."

Without waiting for anymore information, Steve ran from the room. He was down four floors before anyone else entered the staircase.

"Steve? What the hell?" Bucky called after him, the other Avengers also sprinting down the stairs. When their Captain panics, the team follows.

Steve ignored the pleas for him to explain, instead focusing on reaching the lobby. The child must be Lilly and if she's unaccompanied, than where were you?

-

"What the fu-" The receptionist cut herself off, remembering Lily was still standing in front of her. Although the swear may have been warranted.

Captain America himself was sprinting through the lobby, the other Avengers following rapidly behind him.

"Lily!" He breathed a sigh of relief to see her uninjured, immediately falling to his knees and pulling her into a massive hug.

Whether it was the stress of the days earlier events finally catching up to her, or the sight of Steve in such a flustered state didn't matter. Lily couldn't control her emotions anymore, instantly bursting into tears.

"Oh, sweetheart. It's okay. You're okay." Steve reassured her, gently swaying side to side while rubbing circles on her back.

"No! No, it- it's no-not." She sobbed, trying to explain but struggling through the tears.

The spectacle of Steve Rogers consoling a sobbing child in the middle of the lobby did not go unnoticed by agents or guests alike. A crowd was beginning to form, all eyes flickering between the unknown child, Steve, and the rest of the Avengers.

"Why don't we move this upstairs?" Sam suggested, already feeling boxed in by the crowd. He and Bucky cleared a path to the elevator, Nat guiding Steve by the elbow as he continued to whisper to Lily, trying to slow her tears.

The elevator ride was awkward to say the least. Steve paid no attention to anyone other than Lily, leaving the rest of the group to exchange eye contact in an attempt to figure out what the hell was going on. Who was the kid? Why did she know Steve's Family Emergency Code?

Nobody dared to question him while he was still focused on Lily. Instead, they dutilly followed him back to the kitchen, watching as he set her on a stool and gave her a glass of water.

She calmed down relatively quickly for a six-year-old. A few sips of water and a couple of minutes following Steve's breathing and she could speak normally again.

"What happened? Where's Y/N?" Steve questioned softly, still oblivious to the multitude of stares coming from his friends.

"She was taken..." Lily whispered, eyes wide and already filling with tears again. "I did what you said! The plan you told mommy to follow if she was ever in danger! I got on the train and came to the tower and gave the nice lady the code and waited for you!" She spoke the words in one breath, nervous hands flying in any direction she could achieve.

"Got on the train?" Tony mouthed to Nat, eyes wide. Just the idea of such a small child travelling alone through New York's Public transportation scared him.

"Taken?" Steve questioned the word, throat tight. This was exactly what he was trying to avoid by keeping his relationship a secret.

Lily nodded her head rapidly, not stopping until Steve cupped her face in his hands.

"Lily, I need you to breath, sweetheart." He spoke softly in an attempt to ease her nerves. "My friends and I, we're going to find your mom, okay?"

"Stevie, I'm scared." She shrunk in on herself, making her 3 foot frame appear even smaller.

"I know, but you know who we are, right?" He gestured behind him, eyes still focused on Lily as she nodded.

"Avengers. Heroes." She listed the two words, one right after the other.

"Exactly, and we are going to find the bad people who took your mom and get her back. I need your help though. Can you do that? Can you be a hero?" Steve felt his heart clench as he thought about what he was about to ask.

Lily nodded again, although much calmer than before.

"That's good. I need you to tell me everything you remember." Steve cringed internally at making her relive the events that clearly traumatized her, but he saw no other choice. He needed the information only she had.

Lily took a deep breath, preparing to tell the story of the afternoon's events.

-

"Mommy!" Lily abandoned the toys she was playing with in favor of jumping into her mother's arms.

"Hi baby." You cooed, graciously hugging your child. "Thanks, Hannah." You gave the teenager her payment for babysitting, waving goodbye as she left your apartment to return to her own up one floor. "What do you want for dinner?" You asked your little girl, grinning when her eyes lit up.

"Chicken nuggets!" Lily bounced with joy, excited for you to be home from the store.

"Okay, sweet pea. Clean up your toys and then you can help me with dinner." You set her on the ground, watching as she ran to clean everything up.

Your apartment was small, but it was well kept. Living in New York, afterall, didn't allow for much space. You and Lily managed to keep everything organized. If you didn't go into Lily's room, it almost looked as if no child lived their at all. Lily always kept her toys in the storage bin in the living room, or neatly organized in her own room.

She closed the lid to the bin after throwing the last of the toys inside before running to join you in the kitchen. Lily got to work, dutifully washing her hands so she could help with the food.

The two of you laughed and sang as you cut the chicken into small pieces for Lily to dip into egg and then breadcrumbs. She shook the shake and bake container like a maraca, smiling wide.

Just as you put the tray of chicken in the oven and pulled out a salad kit, the sound of car doors slamming drew your attention to the window. One glance outside was enough to put you on edge.

There were three SUVs, each holding two to four people all dressed in black, guns on their hips.

"Lily, I need you to hide, okay? Don't come out unless I tell you to or it's been quiet for 100 seconds. Then call Steve." You ushered her into her room, quickly hiding her behind the clothes hanging in her closet.

"Mommy!" She called before you could close the door, eyes wide with fear and confusion.

"It's okay, sweetheart. Just call Steve if I'm not here, okay?" The six-year-old nodded, knowing by the look on your face that something bad was going to happen.

She listened from the closet as a loud banging came from the front door. A loud crash could be heard, likely the door being kicked in.

You fought off the attackers as best you could with your limited self-defense knowledge, but it didn't take long for the large group to overpower you.

"You won't get away with this. He'll find you." Lily focused on the sound of your voice, trying to stay quiet.

"Let him. Cut off one head, two more grow in its place. Hail Hydra." A voice Lily didn't recognize replied. The sounds of retreating footsteps slowly faded away, and Lily began counting.

-

"And I counted, but the phone was broken! So I followed the emergency plan you made with mommy when you thought I was sleeping." Lily finished her story, energy fading fast.

"Hydra? You're sure that's what the man said?" Steve asked, trying to remain calm in front of Lily.

"Yes. And the thing about the heads. I remember that 'cause it's gross." She stuck her tongue out, reminding everyone of just how young she actually is. She followed the grimace with a yawn, balling her hands into fists to rub her eyes.

"Are you hungry?" Steve asked, concerned for her wellbeing. She nodded, still rubbing her eyes. Tony quickly supplied one of Morgan's fancy lunchables, already having peeled the plastic off.

Lily thanked him politely before quickly eating everything, her dinner was interrupted after all. Not even five minutes after she ate, Lily was asleep in Steve's arms. He carried her down the hall to his room, gently tucking her into his bed.

He spared a moment to observe her sleeping form, heart clenching at the idea of losing her or you. The second he was back in the living room, all eyes were on him. Well, all but two pairs who were somehow missing.

"Bucky and Nat are on the way to the garage. Send them the address and they'll check out her apartment." Tony supplied, figuring that would be his first question.

Steve nodded, pulling out his phone to text Nat the address.

"She wears a bracelet with a tracker in it, if we're lucky it will still be active." Steve supplied, already pulling up the software on his computer. Tony showed him how to use it in an attempt to convince him to put himself out there and find a partner. He just didn't know it worked.

As the software loaded, Steve finally looked up at his teammates. No, his friends, family even. He could see the questions in their eyes, yet nobody was voicing them.

"Friday, can you conference in whichever car Bucky and Nat took?" Steve asked. Despite knowing it was probably a simple task to start a group phone call, Steve still turned to the AI for help with most technology related tasks.

"Did you find something already?" Bucky's voice could be heard on the other end, the faint sound of the GPS in the background. Steve did his best to ignore the hurt he could hear in the inflection of Bucky's voice.

"No, but I figured it'd be easier to explain everything once." Steve sighed. "I met Y/N in the park. Lily walked right in front of me while I was running, nearly knocked me over." He chuckled at the memory, remembering exactly how flustered he was when you insisted on getting him a new water bottle when his fell to the ground and cracked.

"How long ago?" Tony questioned, pulling Steve back into the present.

"Almost a year and a half." Steve wore a soft smile, happy to have had you in his life for so long. "She broke down my walls without even trying. I would meet her and Lily for ice cream, or to go to a bookstore. Normal things. Took me six weeks to officially ask her out."

"Why all the secrecy?" Nat questioned. She knew Steve was hiding something, but she didn't think it'd be this big.

"I wanted to keep them safe." His voice hardened. "You can all see how well that worked out. I never should have gotten involved. If something happens to her... Lily's already lost her father." Steve's throat tightened, the fear and stress at not knowing where you were eating away at him.

"Hey, don't talk like that. We'll find her." Sam encouraged him to remain positive. "Do you know the code for the tracker bracelet?" He gestured to the computer screen, where the software had finally loaded.

He typed in the 9 digit code, having memorized it before even giving you the bracelet. He also knew Lily's code, although she was currently safe and sound in his room.

The three seconds it took for the little red dot to appear on the screen were the longest of his life.

"She's in upstate, possible headed to Canada." He watched the light as it moved farther and farther away from him. Through the phone, blaring horns and screeching tires could be heard as Nat turned around.

"I've got a jet on the roof." Tony supplied, already moving to retrieve his gear. "It's smaller than the ones in the compound, but it'll do."

Steve jumped up, ready to join the fight when Sam pushed him back into his chair.

"If that little girl wakes up and you're not here, she'll panic." His eyes were sympathetic, but his tone was firm. "Sit this one out, Cap."

"Sam, I can't lose her." Steve was close to tears, eyes flickering between Sam and the hallway where Lily was sleeping.

"If Hydra knew about Y/N, they likely also knew it was a secret. They'll probably be expecting you, but not the cavalry." Wanda supplied, trying in vain to ease Steve's nerves. "They won't be prepared to fight all of us."

Steve nodded, knowing he couldn't leave Lily all alone. It broke his heart to watch his friends leave without him, but there's nobody he'd rather have fighting for him.

He watched the floor number above the elevator rise until it finally reached the roof. Despite the powerful engine of the jet, it couldn't be heard inside the building. Nobody outside would know it was even taking off if not for the lights.

He sighed, pushing off the wall and heading for his room. If he couldn't be with you, he would sit with Lily.

He gently opened and closed the door to his room, moving silently until he reached the chair by his bed. There was enough moonlight for him to see Lily's face. She looked so peaceful, something he was grateful for. Hopefully hiding in the closet was enough to shield her from too many nightmares.

He planted himself in the chair, eventually dozing off in the dark and near silent room.

-

"Stevie?" Lily poked his cheek, her favorite way to wake him up. "Stevie!" She called louder. He jolted, taking on a fighting stance before registering exactly where he was.

"Lily! Are you okay?" He questioned, scooping her up into his lap. She nodded, eyes wandering around the dimly lit room.

"Is mommy back?" Her voice was laced with fear and sadness, the emotions competing to see who would win.

Steve glanced at his phone, noticing a few messages. He opened them to read that you were indeed on the jet, although no mention of your condition beyond alive.

"Not yet, but my friends found her. She's coming back now. Do you want to wait for her on the roof?" Steve asked as he replied to the messages asking for a status report.

He watched as the tension visibly melted from her tiny body. "Can we get a snack first?"

Steve laughed, rising with Lily still in his arms. "Sure thing, peanut. What are you hungry for?"

"Ice cream!" She smiled, eyes questioning if he would let her get away with it.

"Just this once, I think it's okay to eat ice cream in the middle of the night." Steve whispered conspiratorially, heading for the kitchen. He grabbed two of Tony's specially ordered quarter pints of Ben and Jerry's.

After grabbing some spoons, he headed to the elevator to get up to the observation deck. Once they sat down, Steve looked at the flavors he grabbed.

"Do you want phish food or chocolate fudge brownie?" She squealed in excitement.

"Phish food!" He pulled off the lid, handing her a spoon and the small container before doing the same for himself. The two sat in a comfortable silence as they ate their ice cream and observed the city.

As the lights of an aircraft grew closer, both Steve and Lily leaned forward, eager to know if it was the jet.

"Mommy!" Lily cried, ice cream abandoned on the floor by the couch they were seated on. Steve's own ice cream fell to the ground as he scooped her up and waited for the jet to land.

The second it was safe to go out onto the landing pad, Steve was through the doors. The ramp into the jet lowered, and Tony was the first one out, gesturing for Steve to just wait a second.

You emerged, leaning on Bucky as you limped down the ramp. Steve's eyes scoured your body for injuries, but not finding anything other than the limp.

"Mommy!" You looked up, a smile growing immediately at the sight of Steve and Lily. She jumped from his arms, running to you as fast as her little legs would allow.

"Hi peanut! What are you doing up? It is way passed your bedtime." You questioned, lifting her into your arms, transferring more weight onto Bucky as you leaned further into him.

Steve stood frozen, the utter relief to see you uninjured and talking as if nothing happened jumpstarting his heart.

"Stevie gave me ice cream!" Everyone but Steve snickered, amused by how quickly Lily threw him under the bus.

"Wow, America's Golden Boy broke the rules?" You teased, eyes flickering between Lily and Steve.

He finally broke out of his trance, moving across the rook in three quick strides to scoop you and Lily into his arms. he held you both close to him, whispering about how happy he was to have you both with him.

"I met your friends." You stage whispered, laughing when the group of Avengers looked mildly guilty for eavesdropping.

"You did." Steve nodded, not caring that his secret was out now that he had you in his arms again.

"That's not fair! I didn't meet anyone." Lily huffed. "They just stared at me and then I fell asleep."

You and Steve laughed, promising her introductions in the morning.

"But don't we have to go home?" She looked between the two of you, a small pout forming at the idea of leaving.

"Move in with me." Steve blurted it out, ignoring his still present friends.

"Are you asking?" You teased, leaning more weight into his body as the exhaustion from the day caught up to you.

"I am. Asking. Both of you." Steve smiled shyly, eyes flickering between you and Lily.

"What do you say, Lils? Do you want to live here?" You asked, already knowing you'd love nothing more.

"Yes! There's ice cream, and lunchables, and the roof is so high!" She listed the limited information she knew about the tower, excitement pouring out of her.

"Good. Me too." You looked at Steve, eyes full of love.

"I love you so much." Steve pressed a soft kiss to your lips, laughing when Lily gagged.

"I love you too." You whispered back.

"Now, let's get you to the med bay to fix up your ankle." Steve gently set Lily on the ground, scooping you into his arms.

"I want to be carried!" Lily complained, still running on sugar.

"Lily, this is my best friend, Bucky. Can he carry you?" Steve gestured to his fellow super soldier. Lily eyed him suspiciously.

"Do you like chicken nuggets and ice cream?" Her eyes narrowed expectantly, one eyebrow raised. Bucky looked at Steve, brows furrowed. The blonde gestured for him to answer.

"I do." Bucky replied hesitantly.

"Okay! You can carry me." She jumped into his arms, already trusting him since he was Stevie's best friend.

The group of four set off toward the elevator, ignoring the remaining Avengers until after they pushed the button.

"The rest of you can come too." You supplied, eager to get to know them more.

"Before you ask, yes you can pester us with all the questions I know you've been holding back." Steve sighed.

There was a mad rush toward the elevator, everyone piling in as the doors closed. Tony chimed in with a question before the group descended even one floor.

"Did it really take him six weeks to ask you out?"

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Is This An Easter Thing?

Rating: Mature (18+ only)

Pairing: Backstage Pass!Bucky x Backstage Pass!Steve x f!reader

Words: 500

Warnings: Sex toy, Bucky and Steve being competitive and oblivious

A/N: Written for this anon ask: Hello!! I know it’s kinda late, but can you do a backstage pass Easter head cannon where princess hides an Easter egg that Bucky and Steve have to find. After turning the whole bus upside down she finally starts giving them hints. Eventually they realize she hide it in her and they have to eat it out 🥵🥵

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Bucky’s eyeing you suspiciously, and Steve just looks confused.

“An egg?”

“Yes, Bucky. An egg.”

Steve frowns, “Is this an Easter thing? Because it’s not Easter anymore…”

“And why one egg?” Bucky asks. “I mean, who hides just one egg?”

“I do. Now shh. Listen,” you pause, slowly and deliberately you count five beats of silence in your head, “are you listening?”

They both shrug. “We hear you. Obviously,” Bucky says with an eye roll.

“You hear me, but you aren’t listening. SHH,” you repeat yourself with exasperation, “LISTEN.”

Another measured five count ticks by. Still, they just look at you expectantly.

You sigh, “Okay then. So there’s an egg hidden somewhere on this bus. You find it, you get the prize.”

You flop down on the couch, and watch them ransack the bus, completely absorbed in the “contest.” Normally they’d have easily noticed the sweat dotting your forehead, the way your breath hitches, or the buzzing noise coming from your guts.

The sound would be imperceptible to anyone else, but Bucky and Steve should easily have been able to hear it.

But they’re too focused on competing right now. It’d make you laugh if you could focus on anything but the vibrating egg inside your pussy.

Just thinking about it makes your breath catch in your throat. You squirm in place, clenching your thighs together to get some pressure, some friction on your aching clit.

Bucky is in the middle of pulling Clint’s mattress out of the frame when his head shoots up, like a wolf scenting some particularly tasty bit of prey.

Which is, in essence, what has occurred.

His nostrils flare, and he cocks his head. Standing stock still, he rumbles at Steve, “Shut up a second, man.” Bucky draws in a long, slow breath and holds it, head bowed in concentration, his face hidden by the curtain of his long hair.

“I hear something… What is that?” Steve looks around curiously.

Bucky’s blue eyes are intense when his head snaps in your direction. “You,” he growls, the word rumbles out of his throat, and goes right to your cunt.

He stalks toward you, skidding to his knees at your feet. Your pants are shredded and you’re on your back with his fingers inside of you before you can even gasp his name. He hooks the tail of the toy, and pulls it out of you slowly.

Steve gasps, “Oh, that’s a dirty trick, doll!”

“I told you everything you needed to know,” you moan, “you two were too busy competing with each other to listen.” They both look down at the little black egg, shiny with your juices, and humming loudly in the open air. “See?”

“You’re just mad you lost, Stevie,” Bucky gloats. “What’d I win?”

“You get to use it on me.” Before you even finish the thought, he’s shoving it back inside of you, and chasing it with his tongue.

Steve pouts, “What about me though?”

You groan deeply, “You get to watch.”

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relationships: natasha x reader, wanda x reader, eventual natwanda x reader

summary: your mommy (natasha) shows you off to wanda, together they have some fun with you

word count: 0.6k

warnings: dom/sub dynamics, mommy kink, exhibitionism/voyeurism, threesomes, degradation, pussy spanking, embarrassment, brief orgasm control

smut! minors dni

“come here, dove.” natasha instructs, patting her lap. you’re filled with excitement, and nervousness as you walk over, playing with the flimsy baby doll dress she told you to wear. you perch yourself on her leg, clenching your thighs together. you don’t dare look at the other fully clothed woman on the couch yet.

natasha smirks, running a hand up your bare thigh. she dips her fingers under the short hem and hums in approval at your lack of panties. “good girl. do you wanna show wanda how good you are?”

you shyly nod, “yes mommy.” wanda moans at the word and natasha smirks. “come on little one, lay down across my lap for me. on your back.” you follow the instructions sliding down until you’re draped across her legs and looking at the ceiling. at this angle she has access to your whole body.

you’re still holding your legs tightly together. “don’t be shy now, baby girl,” natasha tuts, spreading your thighs so you’re on display for wanda. you shiver at the exposure. the brunet groans at your already wet core, making your face burn.

“aw what a cute pussy,” she coos, watching you clench around nothing. when you don’t respond natasha lightly spanks said pussy, making you yelp. “wanda complimented you. what do you say, dove?”

“thank you wanda,” you mumble, embarrassed to be punished in front of someone else but loving it. she chuckles in a way you’re not used to hearing from her, “you're welcome, princess.”

natasha runs her fingertips across your tummy, making you shiver at the light touch, “first i’m gonna show wanda how to make you cum.” she grazes your thighs, “then you’re going to eat us out.” her hands finally make it to where you want them, cupping your pussy, “then i’m gonna watch wanda fuck you, little one.”

you whimper at the words making both women smirk. wanda watches closely as the redhead circles your clit. “please mommy,” you whine, trying not to squirm. “tell mommy what you want,” she instructs, voice stern. your face burns as you plead, “i want your fingers mommy, please.”

“you sound pretty when you beg, princess” wanda hums, enjoying the gasp you let out when natasha starts fingering you. “thank you,” you pant, remembering what your mommy told you earlier. natasha laughs darkly, “what good manners, dove. even when you’re spread out like a little slut.”

you groan at the words, a familiar heat pooling in your tummy within minutes. “mom-mommy,” you stutter. she hums, “what baby girl? you need to cum? already?” you nod frantically at the mocking question. “beg, little one.” you whine in protest, feeling overwhelmed by the pleasure and embarrassment of it all.

she slows down, making you whimper. “use your manners or i’ll stop. are you shy now that wanda’s here? we both know you like being watched, dove.” you start babbling, desperate for release. “please mommy, i want to cum. i’ve been a good girl.” you hesitate a moment before adding, “i want wanda to see me cum. please mommy.”

she smiles, rubbing your clit faster, “alright little one, you can come. show wanda how messy you are.” you moan, arching off her lap, your legs quaking. the brunet watches with dark eyes as your pussy leaks. she dips a finger into your wetness making you whimper at the sensitivity. you tiredly raise your head to watch her suck her finger clean, winking at you. natasha looks down at you, “were not done yet, baby girl. on your knees.”

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a/n: since my 1st smut drabble did so good i decided to do another one w/ everyone's fav mommy's! feedback and requests are welcomed <3

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summary | when bucky brings his new baby girl in for a check-up, steve does everything he can to make the worst part of the exam more enjoyable.

pairing | soft!dark!doctor!steve rogers x bucky’s little!reader

warnings | dubcon? (reader is crying, scared, disoriented), dark!steve (though he’s so so soft <3), ddlg (daddy!bucky - not present, little!reader), medfet elements (rectal thermometer, lube, gloves, exam table, depictions of medical setting and procedures), anal play, crying, fingering, forced (?) orgasm, squirting, tiniest bit of overstim, praise, little bit of soft humiliation maybe?, past-tense third-person bc why tf not

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an | alright fellow whores, this one hasn’t been on my list for too long but the idea’s been living in my head rent-free since it popped up in my brain so i just had to do it lol. hope you all love soft!dark!doctor!steve here just as much as i do <3

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With her bare bottom spread wide open to brave the chilly air of the exam room, held in place by the firm triangular cushion propped up below her lower belly, all poor y/n could do was whimper in humiliation, the sound muffled by the nub of the baby blue paci stuffed between her lips.

“It’s alright, y/n,” the kind man murmured beside her as he stood at his metal bedside cart, preparing the necessary equipment for the procedure he was about to perform. “Promise I’ll be nice and gentle, sweetheart. Know that’s such a strange place to be probed in, but we’ll go real slow and steady; nothing’s gonna hurt.”

Rolling up the sleeves of his white button-down carefully as the muscles of his forearms bulged against the fabric, Steve grabbed a pair of nitrile exam gloves from a box beside the sink, snapping them onto one hand, then the other. Trying to keep her eyes free of tears, y/n winced at the sound, the doctor quick to notice her frightened response. “Shhh, you’re okay, doll,” he hummed, picking up the medical-grade rectal thermometer by the squared base as well as the unopened packet of lubricating jelly and a lined gauze napkin before turning back to the exam table, stationing himself at the foot it where the girl was so vulnerably positioned.

“Being so good for me, darlin’. Your daddy’s gonna be so proud of you when we’re all done, gonna tell him all about how brave you were for me,” Steve soothed as he rubbed a gentle gloved hand over the poor thing’s quivering ass. Y/n sniffled, her bottom lip trembling horribly against her paci as she did her best not to squirm. She wanted to be good for the doctor; she really did, but nothing had ever been put in her bottom before, and what made the situation even worse was that Bucky, her daddy, hadn’t been allowed back in the exam room with her to hold her hand through the experience.

“Just putting this here to catch anything that might drip,” the doctor explained as he laid down the napkin on top of the flimsy exam-table paper. “Now we’re putting some jelly on here so the tip will slide in nice and smoothly,” he continued as he tore open the white packet, applying the clear goo generously to the cool metal tip of the instrument. Turning his attention to the girl’s puckered opening, Steve saw that the poor thing’s rosebud was quite literally trembling; softening his voice, he cooed, “Alright, sweetheart. Gonna be a little bit cold, but it shouldn’t hurt. Take a deep breath in for me, y/n. That’s it-”

A strained whine sounded from y/n as the man began easing the tool into her virgin hole. “Shh-shh shh, it’s okay- oh sweetheart,” Steve frowned as his patient began to sob softly into her arm, “doing so well, doll, being so brave- here, this should help with the burning.” As he continued to coax the length of the thermometer in, his other gloved hand found the little girl’s slit; unsurprisingly, a coat of slick had formed between the folds of flesh. Dragging his fingers up, the doctor found her clit, gently beginning to rub the sensitive bud with his thumb while he pressed a finger against her leaking opening, relieved to hear a soft moan escaping her as he began filling her with his digit.

“That’s it, good girl,” Steve hummed lowly as he managed to insert the rest of the instrument into her bottom with ease, continuing to massage along her inner walls with his finger while working tender circles over her bundle of nerves with his thumb. “Now we’ll just let it read- don’t worry, little one. I’ll keep you busy down here ‘til it’s done,” he promised, tapping against the girl’s clit as she ground her hips down slightly against his hand, causing the blonde-haired man to smile. “That’s it, y/n. It’s alright, know that must feel so good. Just let the doctor take care of you, hmm?” he hummed as he worked a second finger into her squelching heat, her arousal dripping down onto the gauze below her as she groaned softly, struggling to keep her eyes open.

Nursing at her pacifier needily in an attempt to soften her pathetic whimpers and moans, y/n could barely keep her head propped up against her arm, a tingling knot beginning to form in her lower belly as the doctor worked her body with ease, his masterful touch unsurprising given his line of work. “P-please doctor,” the squirming girl begged as she shook her head anxiously, her toes curling in anticipation as she felt her climax building inside of her before she could even think to stop it.

“That’s a good girl; it’s okay, you can go ahead and cum for me, sweetheart. There it is, just like that- good,” Steve crooned in praise as the little girl clamped down forcefully against his fingers, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as her orgasm gushed out against the doctor’s hand, every inch of her body contracting in pure bliss. “There you go, good girl,” the man continued to murmur as her contractions started to die down, her pussy throbbing from the powerful high.

Just as y/n was beginning to regain her breath, a quiet beep sounded from behind her, signalling the reading was over. “Just in time,” Steve smiled, circling over her clit a few more times as he eased the metal rod out, causing the poor thing to whimper from the overstimulation. “Sorry, doll. You must be sensitive after all that, hmm?” the man apologized, his eyes scanning the window of the device before revealing, “Well, everything looks just fine here. Now, why don’t we get you all cleaned up, and then we can go find your daddy in the lobby. I’m sure he’ll be pleased to hear how good his little girl was today.”

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summary | when bucky finds out you’ve been having some “funny feelings” down in a very special place, he decides to bring you to his friend, steve, a doctor who can hopefully figure out what’s causing you such distress between your legs.

pairing | soft!dark!daddy!bucky barnes x innocent!little!reader, soft!dark!doctor!steve rogers x innocent!little!reader

warnings | ddlg (daddy!bucky, little!reader), innocent reader (doesn’t understand sexual engagement), dubcon/noncon/dark warnings because reader actively resists sexual engagement, abuse of power, mild medfet elements, (minor) fluid talk, restraints, fingering, forced orgasm, crying, soft mocking/degradation, praise kink

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an | wow okay so here it finally is! very excited to share this full length stucky fic with you all :-) also this is filthy i feel fear lol

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“Oh babydoll, what’re we gonna do with you?” the sound of your daddy’s worry-stricken voice echoes in your head as you bounce your leg anxiously against the soft cushion of the passenger seat, your eyes glued down on your sparkly tennis shoes. Heat rises through your cheeks as you recall the look that had formed on Bucky’s face when he found you completely naked in your bed, hand pressed down against the warm folds of skin tucked between your legs. You hadn’t been able to come up with a response to the man’s question; all you could do was squeak in embarrassment. The worst part was, you weren’t even sure why you were so ashamed. There had never been any rule set against what you were doing; Bucky had never told you not to, but somewhere deep inside of you, you just knew you shouldn’t.

“Why’re you doing that, sweetheart? Is something wrong?” your daddy had asked, coming up beside the bed and crouching down to your level with a look of deep concern washing over his face.

“I-I-… I don’t know, Daddy,” you had admitted sheepishly, yanking your hand away from your swollen flesh. Bucky’s eyes had widened at the faint glistening of wetness present on your fingers.

“Honey…” his gentle voice had trailed off. “Are you… is it wet down there?”

Swallowing hard, tears had built in your eyes as your hand shook in front of the both of you. “I-I’m sorry, Daddy,” you had whimpered, afraid that you’d angered him.

Sighing, Bucky had shaken his head. “No, doll. It’s alright, you don’t have to be sorry. It’s not your fault this’s happened, but we need to get you seen by someone, baby. S'not normal for little girls to be touching themselves and wet like this; something must be wrong.”

“Please, no doctor, Daddy. Too scary,” you had pleaded, bottom lip trembling as Bucky had gathered you into his arms.

“Shh, sweetheart. It’ll be alright. There’s a specialist I know of; I think he’ll be able to help you. I promise I’ll be right with you the whole time, darlin’. S'gonna be okay.”

“This must be the one,” Bucky’s voice in real-time cuts off your train of thought as the car pulls up into what you’re surprised to see is the driveway of a house. Glancing around, you’re confused to find that your daddy’s driven you to what appears as a normal-looking home in the suburbs. Raising an eyebrow as you look over at him, Bucky explains, “Since he runs a rather private practice, I guess his office is right in his home.”

As the both of you undo your seatbelts and get out of the car, a lump of anxiety forms in your throat as the hot summer sun shines down on you. Quickly joining Bucky at his side, together you make your way up the walkway to the side pair of glass doors, what appears to be a separate entrance for the doctor’s place of work. Just as you’re approaching the doors, a man appears through the glass, smiling at both of you as he swings one of the large glass panels open to greet you.

“Well, hello there,” the gentleman greets, the warmth in his eyes as he smiles only providing the slightest bit of reassurance. “You must be the Barnes’s.”

“Pleasure to meet you, doctor,” your daddy greets politely, shaking the man’s hand.

“Pleasure’s all mine,” the blonde-haired doctor replies kindly before turning his attention to you, bending down slightly to avoid towering over you. “And you must be y/n,” he guesses, holding out his large hand. Blinking nervously, you accept the gesture, causing the man’s grin to grow as he gazes gently at you with his deep blue eyes. “I’m Dr. Steve Rogers. It’s so nice to meet you; I hope you don’t mind I’ve asked you to come out here instead of to my office in the city. S'just been quiet lately, and I prefer to work at home when I can,” the man, Steve, explains as he straightens himself back up.

“It’s no trouble at all,” Bucky assures him as the kind doctor leads you both into the home. Looking around, you’re impressed to see that he’s even got a waiting room set up, complete with a small reception desk and a few chairs, along with some magazines and other decorative items.

“Sometimes my assistant’s here, but I let her take the weekend off since I knew your daddy would be accompanying you,” Steve tells you as he grabs a file from the desk, opening it briefly to take a look before turning back to you and your daddy. “Alright then, I’m gonna finish up your intake forms on the computer; in the meantime, I’ll let you into the exam room. I’ve left a gown out on the table, so please go ahead and take everything off but your socks and crack the door open when you’re ready.”

“Will do. Thank you, doctor,” Bucky answers for you as the tall man guides the two of you to a door beyond the reception desk and opens it up for you.

As you walk into the room, the first thing you notice is the padded exam table sitting out diagonally, taking up a good portion of the space. At its end are a pair of metal devices that seem to be secured to the piece of furniture tightly; a whimper rises up in your throat as you eye the thick nylon restraints hanging down from several points on the table.

“Sweetheart?” Bucky questions as he closes the door behind the doctor who’s now left to go finish your intake. “Oh honey,” your daddy croons as he sees the tears already starting to build in your eyes. “Hey, it’s okay, babydoll. He isn’t going to hurt you; he’s a doctor, remember? He just wants to help,” he soothes as he crouches down in front of you, stroking your cheek with his flesh hand. “I know this is scary, angel, but I promise I’ll be right by your side, okay? So I need you to be really brave for me, think you can do that?”

Bottom lip trembling, you do your best to nod convincingly. “Y-yes, Daddy.”

“That’s my good girl,” Bucky smiles proudly at you, reaching up and grabbing the folded gown from where it’s been set out. “Now how about we get you all ready for the doctor, hmm? Looks like the gowns he has are much cuter than the ones at the normal clinic,” he tries to lighten the mood by pointing out the cute daisy pattern on the light-blue garment.

“Daisies,” you mumble innocently as the man begins to undress you, slipping both of your arms through the paper-thin gown before tying the sets of strings in the front.

“That’s right, petal,” Bucky nods as he helps you slip off your shoes, leaving you in nothing but your bright white socks with the ruffles at the top and the surprisingly soft cover-up. “You think we got any growing in the backyard yet, honey?” he continues to try to distract you as he lifts you up onto the exam table, setting you down gently on the crinkly teddy-bear patterned paper covering the padded surface and allowing your legs to dangle down between the strange metal contraptions.

“Maybe,” you shrug as your daddy goes back over to the door, cracking it open just as the doctor requested before rejoining you at your side, rubbing your back soothingly as he can tell you’re still anxious.

“Why don’t we go take a look when we get back home, then?” Bucky suggests just as you begin to hear footsteps approaching the door. “If we find some, we can pick a nice bunch and put them out in a vase on the table, just like last summer.”

A gentle knock cuts your conversation short as Steve enters the room, smiling at both of you as he greets, “Hey, we’re all set. Thanks for getting changed for me. I know those gowns aren’t the most fashionable or fun to wear, but it makes things a lot easier for me during the exam.” Setting his file down on the computer desk in the far corner of the room, he kicks out the circular rolling stool from underneath, guiding it over and sitting down in front of you as you and Bucky wait for him to continue.

“So I read over the inquiry your daddy submitted to me,” the blonde-haired man begins gently, “and it sounds like you’re having some unusual feelings… well, down there?” he softens his voice at the question, causing heat to rise into your cheeks.

“Go ahead, you can answer the doctor,” Bucky says patiently from beside you, his hand still rubbing soothing circles along your spine.

“Y-yes, doctor,” you confirm.

“I see,” Steve hums, “Can you tell me what sorts of feelings? I want to do a thorough exam as well, but anything you can tell me about the sensations might be helpful in reaching a diagnosis.”

“Um…” your voice trails off as you swing your feet nervously, playing with your hands in your lap as you try to formulate an answer. “Feels… tingly,” you tell him, just as you had told your daddy before. “And… s'a little wet down there sometimes,” you add sheepishly.

“Okay, so you’re having some sensitivity, and occasional discharge,” he rewords your description, a thoughtful look apparent on his face. “Your daddy said that when he discovered you were having… issues, he found you touching yourself in those sensitive places. Is that right?”

Swallowing hard, you nod, humiliation settling into your gut as you realize that just the act of talking through all this now is starting to trigger all the strange, unwanted feelings. “Honey? Are you alright?” Bucky asks, noticing your discomfort.

“Y-yeah, sorry,” you stumble, but Steve seems to see right through you.

“It’s alright, y/n. There’s no need to be ashamed about any of this; while it is concerning to hear about your symptoms, I can promise you we’re doing to do everything we can to get you all sorted out. Now, little one, I can see that your face is becoming awfully flushed; I have to ask, are you starting to get those unusual feelings now?”

Trying to clench your muscles to keep yourself from trembling, you consider lying to the doctor and your daddy. But ultimately, you know it would be no use. “Y-yes,” you admit shakily.

“You’re getting wet down there, sweetheart?” the doctor asks sympathetically, the pity in his voice for some reason only making you feel worse.

“Y-yes, doctor.”

“Okay. Well, I think we ought to take a look, then,” Steve decides as he grabs a metal tray equipped with various medical devices and wheels it over to himself with his foot, rolling up the sleeves of his white button-down before grabbing a pair of exam gloves off the tray and snapping them onto each hand. “If I could just have you lay back, doll; maybe your daddy can help you.” Bucky’s quick to assist you, lowering you back down against the noisy roll of paper as the doctor checks his instruments.

“Now,” the doctor states, “I’m going to have you come to the edge of the table with your bottom, and place each of your legs in these stirrups, here.” As soon as you process the man’s words, a soft whimper escapes your lips as you look up shakily at your daddy, begging him with your eyes for an escape. “It’s alright, sweetheart,” Steve soothes patiently, clearly used to working with difficult patients, “it’s just going to help me get a better look at the area that’s bothering you.”

“Come on now, angel,” Bucky encourages, lifting you by the hips and positioning you down further on the table before taking your legs one by one and placing them in the devices. “Daddy’s right here, babydoll. You’re okay.”

“Now, I’m just going to use some straps to help keep you in place,” Steve explains softly as he begins fastening the nylon bonds against your legs, knees, and ankles, causing tears to begin pooling in your eyes. “Aww, it’s okay,” he smiles gently as he fixes one over your tummy as well, grabbing the adjustable light hanging down above you and moving it over the spot between your legs. “Just need to make sure we keep you nice and safe,” the doctor hums as he settles back down on his stool, taking the cloth gown gently by the bottom hem and lifting it up to completely reveal you to both of the men’s attentive gazes.

“Daddy,” you whimper through tears, squirming slightly against the tight restraints.

“You’re okay, petal. Shhh,” Bucky soothes, stroking your hair back with one hand while still keeping his eyes down on the doctor and his work.

“Now, let me just take a look,” Steve says as he tightens his gloves, lowering his head slightly to look over your glistening heat. Whining in humiliation, you jerk once more against the straps, but they’re much too strong to let you move even a fraction of an inch. “I see,” Steve hums as he examines the area, “you’re awfully wet down here, darlin’,” he adds as he brings a single finger up to run through your folds, causing you to cry out shamelessly as tears run down your burning cheeks.

“Does that hurt, baby?” Bucky asks, his voice dripping with concern.

“No, I don’t think she’s experiencing any pain,” the doctor answers for you, “it’s just sensitive, right, sweetheart?” he asks.

“P-please,” you beg as he uses both hands to spread you open, the cool air against your aching cunt sending a million little shocks bursting through your toes.

“Poor thing,” Steve mumbles, his eyes taking in every inch of your untouched sex. “Mr. Barnes, I do believe I spoke with you about my best guess as to what this could be during our phone conversation.”

“Yes,” Bucky answers gravely, the dread in his voice causing your heart to pound heavily in your chest.

“Wh-what is it? Is it bad?” you ramble anxiously, cut off by Steve’s gentle shushing.

“Shhh, it’s okay, doll. It’s not bad, necessarily. It’s just extremely rare,” he explains. “The sensitivity your body is displaying isn’t normal; I believe it’s part of a rare condition that makes your genitalia much more responsive than it should be. Normal little girls can’t feel much at all down here, but with this condition, your special parts are filled with heightened nerves. Especially,” he pauses, dragging a thumb up through your folds, “here.”

As soon as he hits the spot, your entire body jerks and you let out a sharp cry, causing the men to sigh sadly. “There it is,” Steve confirms, holding his hands still as you struggle to process the intense sensations you just experienced. “What I just tested was your clitoral sensitivity. There’s a little nub positioned just above your opening, and most girls don’t have any feeling in it. But for you, it’s a great source of hassle, as it holds an incredible amount of nerve endings and can become painful if not properly stimulated.”

“Painful?” Bucky asks worriedly.

“The condition requires regular treatment that can be administered at home,” Steve explains as he pulls away from you, allowing you to let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding in. Looking up at you, the doctor says gently, “If you don’t take proper care of this issue, you’re likely to experience a great deal of discomfort. But don’t worry, sweetheart. I’m gonna show you and your daddy exactly how to treat the funny feelings, and as long as you do that, you shouldn’t have a problem.”

“Thank you, doctor,” your daddy sighs, a hint of relief present in his voice as he strokes back your hair. Turning to you, he soothes, “It’s gonna be alright, angel. We’ll make sure to do everything the doctor says, right? And then just like he told you, you’ll be healthy as can be.”

“That’s right,” Steve confirms with a smile. “Now, the treatment process isn’t something a little one like you can manage on your own, so you must let your daddy take care of you, okay?” Trying to hide your nerves, you nod, dreading whatever kind of ‘treatment’ the doctor might be suggesting. “Good. Now, when you do this, and I would recommend doing it at least a few times a day, you’ll want to have her lie down on her back and spread her legs nice and wide for you, just like this,” the doctor begins instructing Bucky. “She’ll need this help whenever she’s experiencing the funny feelings or the wetness, so be sure to check on her often.”

“I’ll be as diligent as I can,” Bucky promises.

“Good. Now y/n, sweetheart, I just need you to relax for me, okay? I’m going to begin touching you again. Deep breath in, doll.” As soon as the words leave Steve’s mouth, you can feel his gloved finger dragging back up through your wetness, a terrified whine sounding in your throat as he once again approaches your most sensitive spot. But this time, instead of stopping, he does something much, much worse.

He begins rubbing it.

Letting out a sob, you strain against the restraints as indescribable sensations wash over your entire body. Your little nub seems to be on fire as Steve rubs in gentle circles, cooing, “Oh, I know, honey. I know it’s so sensitive; it’s alright. You’re alright, doll.”

“Shhh, baby. Let the doctor do his work,” Bucky croons from your side, continuing to stroke back your hair as you’re subjected to the blonde-haired man’s terrible ministrations.

“You’ll want to make sure her button’s nice and wet when you do this,” Steve explains as he continues rubbing, “working in nice, tight circles, right over the head. That’s it, little one. Doin’ so good for us… I know, sweetheart. I know, it’s so much, isn’t it?”

“P-please,” you hiccup, unable to keep your body from jerking violently at the terrible feeling. “B-burns, please, d-doctor, n-no more!”

“Oh, poor thing,” Steve frowns sympathetically, bringing his other hand up to settle over your lower belly. “It’s okay, darlin’. I know it’s so much, so hot down there, isn’t it? You’re doin’ just fine, little one. Are you starting to feel something building inside of you?” Looking up at your daddy, the doctor tells him, “she’ll need to be stimulated to climax. Her body will spasm violently, and she might even release some extra fluid; she won’t be able to help it.”

“Please, please,” you pant, terror building inside you as you feel the faint forming of a new feeling, a great and terrible feeling that you can only guess matches whatever the doctor is describing.

“That’s it, honey, almost there,” Steve encourages as Bucky all but holds your head down against the padded surface to keep it from slamming dangerously up and down. “You’ll need to keep on stimulating her through her release; you’re so close, sweetheart, come on, that’s it- there.”

A mangled cry rises through your throat as your entire body snaps, a rush of heat flooding out of you as you squirt out all over the doctor’s shirt and face. You’re much too busy to notice, though, every muscle of your body tightening as your eyes slam shut, a terrible burning ripping through your core. “Good,” you can hear Steve’s gentle voice soothing through the pounding in your ears, “that’s a good girl, such a good little doll, cumming so hard for the doctor.”

After what feels like an eternity, you finally feel his hands leaving you as you heave against the table, your entire body tingling as you hear Steve removing his gloves. “And that’s all there is to it,” he explains to Bucky, grabbing a few paper towels to clean himself off. “Sometimes, if the symptoms persist, she might need two or three releases in one go. Since you’re here now, and she seems to be recovering okay, I think it’d be a good idea to have Daddy give it a try next.”

.・。.・゜ ✫ ・.・✫・゜・。.

Daddy said…-Stucky fic

warnings; no plot just smut, praising, p in v (bucky and reader), double penetration, masterbation (Steve watches), dirty talk, mention of multiple orgasms, squirting, headspace, daddy kink (daddy is bucky; dada is steve.) steve x bucky x reader 

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“What’s my bra size?” You asked as you turned your back to Bucky.

You expected him to move your shirt and look at the label in your bra but instead his hands snaked around your body and cupped your breasts, gently bouncing them up and down as his head tilted with concentration. You looked over your shoulder to see his lips pursed as he thought about it before letting go and shrugged.

“Wouldn’t have a clue, a nice handful?” He offered with a lopsided grin.

“You’re absolutely hopeless.” You huffed and pulled your shirt over your head before unclipping your bra and taking a look for yourself. “Stop staring you perv.”

“I’m a man and you have just put a beautiful pair of boobs in front of me.” He shook his head and continued to watch them as his eyes darkened. “You get off on taunting me.”

“Says the man that just fondled me.” You pointed out as you put your bra back on and grabbed your phone to order the right size. “Think this will look good?”

You held the photo up of the lace bra and he grabbed it, zooming in on the picture and seeing the pretty detail adorning it. “Whats the occasion?”

There was a suspicious note to his tone and you took your phone back with a frown. “I’m, um, going on a date.”

“You didn’t tell me that. I thought I was your best friend.” He pouted. “Who is he? Do I know him?”

“No, you don’t know him. And do you know why? Because you scare away everyone that comes near me.”

“You have a poor taste in men, I’m just looking out for you.” He said as he took a seat on your bed and pulled you down on his lap. “You’re my best girl, I don’t want you to end up with some asshole that will try keep you all to himself.”

“Of course.” You said with an eye roll. “Only you’re allowed to do that.”

“Exactly!” He chuckled and kissed your neck. “I’m the only one allowed to hold you like this and kiss you like this.”

His lips pressed to your neck and left a trail of light kisses across your skin and along your jaw line. You sighed as his hands came to rest on your hips and his thumbs made small circles, brushing up your shirt so he could feel your skin. Your own fingers curled his long hair around them and you felt his cock stirring beneath you. “As far as I know, most friends don’t kiss their other friends like this.”

“You’re more than just my friend, doll.” He promised as his lips came tantalisingly close to yours before he kissed your cheek. “You’re my best friend.”

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Your body was overheated but you couldn’t move. It felt as if you were trapped between two man-sized lumps of hot coal and if it wasn’t for Bucky’s vibranium arm giving you some reprieve you would have surely melted. You couldn't wait for winter to return and enjoy their need to pin you between their bodies but these summer nights were far too hot for it.

Your squirming woke Bucky first, his arm tightening slightly around your waist and pulling your back closer to his chest as his gravelly voice whispered in your ear. “It’s too early, doll, go back to sleep.”

Sensing your body had moved away from his, Steve shuffled closer and now you were even hotter than before. In a last ditch attempt to cool down you hooked your leg over Steve’s hip and tried to reach out with your foot for the cool air at the edge of the blanket. Steve sighed as he felt your naked body pressing against his and his cock woke up before he did.

“Good morning, angel.” He murmured as his hands roamed up your thigh to rest next to Bucky’s arm across your hip.

The heat burning through your body was now for an entirely different reason and you felt Steve’s hips moving as his blunt head teased between your legs. A soft moan filled the air and you felt Bucky’s cock growing hard behind you at the sound, their tips meeting together at your pussy lips.

“Good morning indeed.” You purred as you rolled your hips, your slick folds teasing over both their cocks and they moaned as your moisture rolled down their shafts.

You knew Bucky was tired and he had only arrived home from his mission a few hours ago but his body betrayed his need for sleep with a stronger need for your body. It was an almost unspoken rule that had come about and you gasped as his head pushed through your folds first and he kissed your neck as he came to a stop deep inside you. Steve lifted your leg higher and you were lucky he had stretched you nice and good last night or you could not have taken them both this morning.

“Breathe, babygirl, you take us both so well.” Steve encouraged as his head breached your entrance and he slowly pumped his hips so each time his cock slipped in a little more.

“Oh fuck.” You moaned as your eyes shut and your walls struggled to fit both of their thick shafts.

Bucky’s fingers teased your nipples as he held you still against him and let Steve fuck into you. You could tell when Steve’s cock hit his just right as Bucky’s breath would hit your neck as he exhaled deeply and his chest would shudder behind you. “Feels so good, god. This is why I came home.”

His voice was still laden with sleep but the deep tone all quiet in your ear left your pussy clenching and both of your men moaned as you tightened around them. Steve was spurred into action as he revelled in how both you and Bucky responded to him, he pushed your legs wider as he shoved his leg between yours and he hooked his heel over Bucky’s thigh. Using Bucky as an anchor he slammed himself into you, knocking the breath from your lungs as your nails raked down his back in ecstasy.

“Oh god, yes, I’m so fucking full…I’m gonna-” You gasped as Bucky sucked hard on your neck and Steve stole your cries with a kiss.

Steve could hardly move as your pussy clamped around them and your legs trembled. Your body threatened to pull away from them as your pleasure mounted but Bucky’s arm tightened its hold and kept you firmly in place as he let your body milk him, Steve’s satisfied moans joining him as their cocks pulsed against each other and they filled you to the brim with their cum.

Your pussy ached so good as Steve gently pulled himself out and collapsed on his back, his chest puffing, and your lips pouted as Bucky followed him, leaving you empty. Warmth leaked out of your swollen cunt and you caught Steve’s proud smile as he watched their cum running over your leg, the heady smell of sex filled the air. He couldn’t resist pulling you into his arms at the sight of you, looking so sexy and satiated.

Bucky’s hand slipped from your hip as you curled into Steve’s side and you looked back wondering why he hadn’t followed but found his eyes closed and lips parted, a soft snore escaping. He must have been tired to miss out on post bliss snuggles but you let him be and just watched Steve’s contented face relax before your eyes.

“Shower or bath?” Steve offered as he drew invisible pictures across your back.

Bucky always joined you for baths and you didn’t want him to miss out because he needed his rest. “Shower. We can bathe together later.”

Steve’s eyes flickered to his friend and his lips tipped up as the thought. “Good idea, angel.”

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Stucky x Reader

Bodyguard AU

Summary: Your father hires two men to watch over you when his business becomes dangerous. You have no idea that your new bodyguards will change your life forever.

Chapters:

Part 1 - The beginning -  You are full of surprises, and your new bodyguards don’t know what to think about you.

Part 2 - Going for a ride - You and your bodyguards get to know each other better.

+Puppy love -  Just a pleasant day at the shelter.

+Day off -  You entertain your guards even on their day off.

+Party -  You are tired of parties and fake smiles.

Part 3 - Too far -  You went too far this time.

Part 4 - Punishment -  Your bodyguards teach you a lesson. /+18

Part 5 - Deal -  You talk with your bodyguards about what happened.

+First Date -  Your date makes an unexpected turn. /+18

Part 6 - Cabin in the woods -  You and your bodyguards getaway for the weekend.

+Home - You are getting tired of your life.

Part 7 - Now or never  - You are ready to do something for yourself even if you have to say goodbye to people you love.

+A beginning - The life is full of surprises.

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Y/N Rogers got the healthier genes compared to her twin brother, Steve. But they both got an equal amount of stupidness and stubbornness. Due to this, she ends up helping in World War Two and waking up in 2008. Without anyone she knows. Y/N has to learn to survive in a different century while working with SHIELD. How will she survive in a different time without anyone she loves? Or will she find someone, but can’t figure out if they’re truly meant to be?

(The chapters aren’t perfectly organized. But I did split up the biggest chunks.)

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“This will all sound cheesy, but I figure that if you’re reading this then you should already be prepared. This is the story of my family. Of our love, our losses, our sacrifices. Of how we fought to stay together, fought to survive. This is the story of Bailey Stark and the Avengers. This is my story.”

This story contains the movies: Avengers Age of Ultron, Captain America Civil War, Spider-Man Homecoming, Avengers Infinity War, Captain Marvel, and Avengers Endgame. It also has stories that happen in between the movies. 

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