#stepbro!peter

[angelyuji]

I need more step brother Peter pleaseeee!

tw // stepcest, implied noncon

minors dni!!! 18+!!!!!!

step-bro peter would be kind of a dick to you when everyones looking, but then at night, creep into your room, apologizing for being a dick and beg you to let him fuck you.

"please, please, come on, i don't have much time today" his hands go under your shirt as he grinds against your back.

"peter. stop." you try to push him away, but his unnatural strength keeps you trapped in his arms.

"just go to sleep," he mumbles into your shoulder as he rolls his hips into you, "please, (y/n)."

"peter, i have to get up early-" your voice breaks as one of peter's hands go down your bottoms. you choke as peter skillfully makes you moan. you relent as you feel yourself getting close,"j-just be quick."

he would ignore you at dinner or on family outings or if you asked for help on homework. but on nights he had to sneak out early for spiderman stuff, he'll come to you in the morning before everyone wakes up, begging for your help.

"you ignored me when i asked for help, why should i help you, asshole." peter winces as you jab his chest. you push him, "i'm getting dressed. get out."

"i'm sorry," he reaches out to you, but you slap his hands away. you tug off your pajamas and peter comes closer, "i didn't mean to hurt your feelings, please." he sighs and grabs your hand, irritated by your rejection. you rip your hand away.

"get. the fuck. out." you grit. peter rolls his eyes. you try to push peter out, "you're so fucking awful to me every day unless im spreading my legs for you. so fuck you. get the fuck out of my room." you shove him and peter doesn't move. you back away in surprise.

pissed, peter responds through gritted teeth, "if i had known you were gonna be a bitch this morning, i wouldn't have even asked for you to "spread your legs". he mocks you as he gets closer, you start to back up. your legs hit your bed, trapping you. "i would've just taken what i own." he pushes you and you fall back onto your bed.

"wait-peter-" his lips were on yours before you could finish, rough and unforgiving.

"be a good and help out your step-brother, (y/n)."

[thyme-in-a-bubble]

「 take her under your wing AU 」

warnings: innocent!reader x various, stepbro!steve rogers, bucky barnes, professor!peter parker, professor!reed richards, ari levinson, marc spector, ransom drysdale, curtis everett, lloyd hansen, andy barber, thor odinson, scott lang, miguel o'hara, frank castle, billy russo, dark content, essentially everyone is soft!dark, college au, polyamory, idk what to tell you this is just porn

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FICS:

the many firsts

something in return

locked out

i dare you

what i say goes

too big

the basement

REQUESTS:

gaming + intox kink (headcanons)

billy & frank catch you discovering billy’s toy collection (headcanons)

desperate to help (headcanons)

curtis helps you fall asleep (headcanons)

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[starboye]

masterlist

⌂ return to home

simon riley-

no nut november

i want you

kiss me

kiss boys kiss

they wont know

cod men aftercare

wakey wakey

risky sex

pornst★r

obsessed

are you my good boy

back in his bed

#bring back dry humping

it's too big

spooky scary sex

simon in a suit

punishment

i miss you so much

i need hate you

look at him, all obedient

scratch my back and ill break yours

no breaking up

captain my captain

finally getting to fuck you raw

matt sturniolo-

so fucking good

i really need that A sir

riding fratboy!matts face

baby daddy!matt headcanons

romantic night gone right?

gimme more

matt the munch

bruce wayne-

make you mine

harley quinn!reader

choso-

one more time

so wet cant even fit

porn addict choso

vinnie hacker-

nintendhoe

guys im not gay, but for you i definitely am

birthday surprise

please vinnie wanna make it to the sequel

truth or dare

dean whinchester-

call me yours

toji fushiguro-

dick so good

his name tatted on my ass

calm down baby

seeing stars

overwatch-

how they would react to another guy flirting with you

how they would react to being edged

billy hargrove-

fuck me harder

fuckin' pussy

rafe cameron-

my new stepbro

best stepbro ever

rafey and weird reader

sugar!daddy rafe cameron

beach day

spend my money

sugar daddy!rafe porn links

rafe and weird reader

he told you he celibate he told me i could nail his shit

stripper reader

settling your debt

getting weird reader high

more weird reader

you can take it dont worry

weird reader and more weird reader

nanami kento-

good boy

our babies would look so cute

you know what i want

miguel o'hara-

fuck me like you mad at me

mark grayson-

happy birthday

sam whinchester-

my favorite ride

dick grayson-

sex dreams cum true

dick grayson porn links

home away from home

tim bradford-

everybody know im a good boy officer

sebastian stan-

dads best friend

hugh jackman-

stepdaddy

steve harrington-

kissing on the job

gojo satoru-

fuck me around the house

johnny mactavish-

look at him, all obedient

chris sturniolo-

only way to shut him up is to sit on his face

brothers bestfriend!chris

john price-

it was a mistake to call him old

price making you wear a vibrator to dinner

save a horse, ride this cowboy

captain my captain

new house guest

sukuna-

domesticated bf sukuna

alexander "konig" kilgore-

no thank you i have a boyfriend

fuck me i mean fuck me i mean fuck me i mean

soldier boy-

i wanna fuck you so bad right now

clark kent-

my good boy

connor kent-

he a little busy right now

peter parker-

let me thank you

rick grimes-

still as tight as ever

bucky barnes-

mission fuck me dumb

[webslingingslasher]

WHY DID YALL GET OVER STEPBRO!PETER SO FAST

j!

do you think he is like at first not wanting to get with her or do you think he wanted to pipe right from the jump

okay so this is kinda what i was thinking... ya'll let me know...

peter and reader hooked up at a party. one night stand situation- they never got each other's details and they don't hang in the same crowds so it never went anywhere.

may gets in a new relationship and they just jump the gun and get married bc they're older and they just know and blah blah blah so they all meet up at may's and bam... there's that girl peter hooked up with.

reader tries to play it cool but peter NEEDS her and when they're off at college there's no one around to keep them accountable. 

[viennaisbatman]

NAVIGATION

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HEY GUYS MY NAME ENOCH OR YOU CAN CALL ME EZ

Facts about me :3

1. Im 19 years old !

2. Im from New Zealand (little country next to Australia)

3. I have 15 siblings ! (A lot i know 🥲)

4. Im a huge dog person

5. Im Māori/cookislander !

Even if you guys don’t have a request and you just want to talk hmu 🫂

Please if minors do try to talk to me know that I will limit the conversation or end it if it gets uncomfortable! Otherwise please talk to me if you want I’m all for having new friends ! ^_^

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WHO I WILL WRITE FOR

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WHAT I WILL NOT DO

MARVEL ❣︎

- Bucky Barnes

- tony starks

- Wanda maximoff

- Peter Parker (either aged up or readers a minor too !)

I will do more but this is what I’m comfortable writing for

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- Enoch O’Connor

- Emma bloom

- Jacob Portman

- Horace

HARRY POTTER ᘒ

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. Ron Weasley

. Harry Potter

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. Fred Weasley

. Hermione granger

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SLYTHERIN

. Draco malfoy

. Blaise zabini

. Tom riddle

. Pansy Parkinson

(Fanpicked)

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Lorenzo berkshire

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- writing for underage characters (unless you specify aged up)

- anything sexual

- anything that contains: kidnapping, anything to do with the mafia

- weird tropes, stepbro + stepsis, alpha + omega and many more

- anything to do with kinks (foot fetish, ect)

- anything to do with pregnant reader (sorry I am not good with talking about pregnancies or babies !)

- smut (sorry guys but I’m not comfortable to do smut

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- fluff

- tropes (friends into lover, exes back into lovers)

- oldersib!character x child!reader (PLATONIC ONLY)

- platonic character x reader (friends, family, ect)

[ao3feed-wandamaximoff]

take her under your wing

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/lTEHnZA by thyme_in_a_bubble just a nasty little college au where innocent!reader’s stepbrother steve and his best friend bucky mould her uni experience to what they think would benefit her (naturally, things on that list includes such bangers as throwing her to the rest of their fellow frat bros and even to some of the professors)   i made this guide/info list for the au if you wanna check it out ৎ୭ Words: 8001, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel, Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M, Multi Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Peter Parker, Reed Richards, Marc Spector, Thor (Marvel), Scott Lang, Miguel O'Hara, Frank Castle, Billy Russo, Ari Levinson (Red Sea Diving Resort), Lloyd Hansen (The Gray Man), Andy Barber, Curtis Everett, Ransom Drysdale, Kate Bishop, Yelena Belova, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Carol Danvers, Wanda Maximoff Relationships: Steve Rogers/Reader, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers/Reader, James "Bucky" Barnes/Reader, Peter Parker/Reader, Reed Richards/Reader, Marc Spector/Reader, Thor (Marvel)/Reader, Scott Lang/Reader, Miguel O'Hara/Reader, Frank Castle/Reader, Billy Russo/Reader, Ari Levinson (Red Sea Diving Resort)/Reader, Lloyd Hansen (The Gray Man)/Reader, Andy Barber/Reader, Curtis Everett/Reader, Ransom Drysdale/Reader Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Step-Sibling Incest, Stepbro Steve Rogers, Fraternities & Sororities, Dark, Corruption, Loss of Virginity, Professor Peter Parker, Single Parent Peter Parker, Professor Reed Richards, Polyamory, Manipulation, Smut, Shameless Smut, Sex, Rough Sex, Vaginal Sex, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Semi-Public Sex, Public Sex, Group Sex, Kissing, Hand Jobs, Voyeurism, Dubious Consent, Mildly Dubious Consent, Orgasm Edging, Dirty Talk, Size Kink, Masturbation, Sexual Overstimulation, Sex Toys, Double Penetration, Orgasm Denial, Multiple Orgasms, Forced Orgasm read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/lTEHnZA

[ao3feed-peterparker]

take her under your wing

by thyme_in_a_bubble just a nasty little college au where innocent!reader’s stepbrother steve and his best friend bucky mould her uni experience to what they think would benefit her (naturally, things on that list includes such bangers as throwing her to the rest of their fellow frat bros and even to some of the professors)   i made this guide/info list for the au if you wanna check it out ৎ୭ Words: 8001, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel, Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M, Multi Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Peter Parker, Reed Richards, Marc Spector, Thor (Marvel), Scott Lang, Miguel O'Hara, Frank Castle, Billy Russo, Ari Levinson (Red Sea Diving Resort), Lloyd Hansen (The Gray Man), Andy Barber, Curtis Everett, Ransom Drysdale, Kate Bishop, Yelena Belova, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Carol Danvers, Wanda Maximoff Relationships: Steve Rogers/Reader, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers/Reader, James "Bucky" Barnes/Reader, Peter Parker/Reader, Reed Richards/Reader, Marc Spector/Reader, Thor (Marvel)/Reader, Scott Lang/Reader, Miguel O'Hara/Reader, Frank Castle/Reader, Billy Russo/Reader, Ari Levinson (Red Sea Diving Resort)/Reader, Lloyd Hansen (The Gray Man)/Reader, Andy Barber/Reader, Curtis Everett/Reader, Ransom Drysdale/Reader Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Step-Sibling Incest, Stepbro Steve Rogers, Fraternities & Sororities, Dark, Corruption, Loss of Virginity, Professor Peter Parker, Single Parent Peter Parker, Professor Reed Richards, Polyamory, Manipulation, Smut, Shameless Smut, Sex, Rough Sex, Vaginal Sex, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Semi-Public Sex, Public Sex, Group Sex, Kissing, Hand Jobs, Voyeurism, Dubious Consent, Mildly Dubious Consent, Orgasm Edging, Dirty Talk, Size Kink, Masturbation, Sexual Overstimulation, Sex Toys, Double Penetration, Orgasm Denial, Multiple Orgasms, Forced Orgasm via https://ift.tt/ZgX3VCi

[angelyuji]

If you could, How would step bro peter react to the reader being just as crazy (if not more) than him? Love your writing btw!! ❤️🕷️

18+!!!!!! minors dni!!!!!

i mean…. if ur just as into him as he is to you, he’s definitely going to start pushing more boundaries to see what else you’re going to allow.

may had very excitedly called a family movie night to “bring you two closer together”. she put you and peter together on the love seat as her and your father shared the couch. “its a new thing i read about in that parenting book. i dont have a tshirt that would fit the two of you, sooo (y/n) and peter sit on the love seat together.” she smiled.

peter shifts beside you, tangling your legs closer together under the blanket. you take your eyes off the movie to shoot him a glare. you whisper into his ear, “theres already no space, jerk, stop moving around. peter wiggles around more and elbows your side, hearing your complaint. you huff in pain, muttering another insult.

“just sit on my lap, then we’ll both have space.” peter whispers back. you raise an eyebrow. he smiles innocently. you glance over at may and your dad, their full attention was on the movie and away from the two of you.

“if you say so.” you whisper back, peter’s eyebrows furrow at your tone. as quietly as possible, you shift yourself onto peter’s lap without moving the blanket too much. you shift around on his lap and peter’s hands grip your waist. you could feel him getting hard as your warmth grinds down on him.

“what are you doing?” peter’s voice was gruff. his hands move down your waist to your thighs.

you lean back and rest your head on his shoulder, “i’m just getting comfortable.”

so yeah if ur into the same freak nasty stuff as him, he’s literally never gonna keep his hands off you. you guys are only going to fuck around in secret of course. may and your dad or mom or ur whoever canNOT find out.

[thyme-in-a-bubble]

something in return

a/n: tbh i didn't intend for all of the moments in this instalment to fit into the same pattern, but hey, i won't complain when my geniusness unintentionally slips out... sometimes my big beautiful brain just can't help it lol

summary: “if you want them back so badly, then I think you’d have to work for it,” Steve cockily crossed his brawny arms. 

warnings: frat!bucky barnes x innocent!reader x stepbro!steve rogers, professor!peter parker, professor!reed richards, smut, dark content, college au, polyamory, kissing, virgin!reader, corruption kink, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, dirty talk, size kink, pain kink, spit kink, masturbation, fingering, anal, squirting, impact play, dry humping, thighjob, pussyjob, cumplay

word count: 5606

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You didn’t recognise the room that you woke up in. All you could hope for was that you were still in the frat house after the previous night’s rager. 

Though when you blinked around the unfamiliar space from your horizontal position, your eyes soon landed on the inked arm draped over your waist. Heartbeat promptly picking up, you slowly glanced back over your shoulder to discover Bucky sprawled out behind you and still fast asleep. 

Carefully, you tried to twist out from under his burly arm and slip out of bed, but though your movement was cautious, it still managed to stir him. 

“Morning,” he hummed groggily, his sleepy voice deeper than you’d ever heard before. 

Sucking in a breath as you sat balanced on the edge of the mattress, you refused to whirl around to meet his eye, “uhm, hi… how–, uh,” you coughed, “why am I in your bed?” 

“How the hell should I know,” he uttered through a yawn, “you were already here when I eventually went to bed.” 

“Oh…” you breathed, and as you then shifted slightly, you noticed the lack of fabric beneath your skirt as nothing seemed to cling around your core, “uh–, did anything–,” you finally glanced back at him in alarm, “nothing happened, right?” 

And as he stared back at you, his head cocked against the plush pillow, a smirk slowly began to bloom on his lips, “are you asking if we fucked last night?” he teased, “I am hurt that your brain would even dare to block such a magical night of lovemaking out of your memory.”

“What?” your eyes grew. 

“Kidding! Nothing happened, I promise,” both of his palms promptly floated up, “or, nothing happened between us,” he pointed out with a tilt of his head as he lowered his hands once more, “from what I heard you and Steve had quite the night…”

“I-I–,” you averted your gaze, swiftly scrambling to get up, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” 

“Sure you don’t,” he uttered smugly, “but just so you know, there isn’t much he and I don’t share, secrets or otherwise…”

Glancing around the room for your phone, you soon spotted it on the windowsill, “…I gotta go, I’ve got freshman orientation to get to,” you grabbed the device. Crisp morning air caressed your bare core with every shy step and prompted you to briefly sputter, “you wouldn’t happen to know where my–, never mind…” utterly mortified, you swiftly dropped the subject once more. 

“Oh, you’ve still got some time,” Bucky glanced to the ticking clock on his bedside table, “why don’t you hang around here a bit longer?”

“I really should be going–” 

But your words then ceased as the door abruptly swung open and in waltzed none other than your stepbrother. 

“Hey, dude, do you know where–, oh,” as Steve’s eyes landed upon you, his feet swiftly came to a stop, “well,” and a grin lit up his features, “good morning.” 

“Steve, will you please help me out here?” Bucky looked to his friend, “your stepsister is being a boring little brat.” 

“I’m sorry, but I do really need to go.”

“What, to freshman orientation? You’ve still got plenty of time before it begins,” Steve used the mass of his body to slyly block your passage as he kicked the door shut behind him. 

“That’s what I said!” Bucky pointed out with a short chuckle. 

“Well, I wanna get there extra early,” you tilted your head. 

“For what?” your stepbrother furrowed his brow, “so that you can get a seat in the very front row?” 

“Steve, just stop, just let me do it my way, okay?” you groaned, “I don’t wanna be anymore stressed this morning than I already am, so yeah, I’m going there early and you’re not gonna stop me.” 

Staring back at you, a slow exhale seeped from his lungs before he eventually muttered, “…alright.”

“Great!” you then pushed past him, but just as your fingers grasped the door handle, your frame froze up, “…hey,” your words then came out as barely a whisper, “you wouldn’t happen to know where my–”

“Where your panties are?” he swiftly cut in, “yeah, I do.” 

Twisting around, you met his smug features with a gentle furrow to your brow, “okay, where are they?” 

“Hmm…” a smirk began to tug at his lips before he uttered, “I–, uh… I don’t think you deserve to know that.” 

“Seriously?” you exclaimed, “Steve, just give them back, what use could you even have with them?”

“Oh, I could think of a few,” Bucky murmured from the bed, his arms comfortably curled back behind his head. 

“If you want them back so badly, then I think you’d have to work for it,” Steve cockily crossed his brawny arms. 

Melting with a sigh, you gave in, “alright, fine, what do you want?” fully expecting him to suggest that you should clean his room or something along those lines. 

But instead, you heard him utter, “I wanna stretch that little virgin pussy out,” his tone casually smooth as his gaze drifted down your frame, “see how many fingers she can take.”

Glancing nervously to Bucky behind him, you coughed, “you wanna–, w-what?”

“Come on,” he took a step closer to you, “just let me pick the lessons back up from last night,” before he briefly cast his vision over his broad shoulder to the man still in bed, “you wanna join in? Help show her the ropes?”

“Oh, fuck yeah,” Bucky sat up more. 

“You can’t be serious,” your chest heaved with every laboured breath, “are you still drunk?” 

“No,” he simply shook his head as his feet continued to shuffle closer to where you stood. 

“But Steve–”

“Shh, it’s okay,” his hands then grabbed each side of your face before he bent down and kissed you in an attempt to snuff out your worries. 

And when he slowly retracted, the simple peck had managed to make your knees go wobbly as you now hazily blinked back at him, “…you sure?” 

“Yeah,” he smiled as his thumb caressed your cheekbone. 

Crawling out of bed, Bucky then asked one finally time, “so, you want your panties back or not?”

And as your eyes drifted to him as he slowly stalked closer to the both of you, a faint nod found your head, “…alright,” before a shiver ran down your spin at the deal you’d just made, “but just–, fuck…”

“We’ll be gentle,” Steve uttered before Bucky’s head tilted at his vow. 

“Will we?” he knowingly scoffed at his friend. 

“Well, we’ll try, let’s just promise that,” Steve chuckled as he corrected himself. 

Slowly cascading down your inner thighs was not only the wet and sticky remnant of last night, but also the embarrassing reaction that fused with the terrifying nerves that now buzzed in your belly. 

“H-how–,” you fumbled, faintly gesturing before trailing off, “uh…”

Still keeping his eye locked upon you, Steve murmured, “sit down on the bed,” as his head nodded back in that direction.  

And slowly, you did so, all the while with your wild eyes trained on the pair of them.  

“Lean back,” Bucky urged as he stepped closer, and you tilted further back against the pillows piled up against the wall that the bed stood against. 

Firmly, you tried to keep your legs clambered shut as you watched them both kneel down on the floor at your feet, though as they pried your thighs apart, a shaky gasp rippled through your body. 

“Fuck, look at that little pussy…” Bucky groaned as he reached out to be the first to graze his touch against your folds, still all messy as it glistened back at him, “how is she even better than you described? 

“No fucking clue,” Steve chuckled as his own fingers slithered up to tickle at your clit. 

They went on teasing your puffy pearl for much longer than you’d thought, as they kept going and didn’t change their maddening pattern till you were close to cumming. And as your cunt clenched around nothing, winking up at them, it was finally filled up by one of Steve’s thick fingers as he gradually pressed it inside, though barely past the first knuckle.

“O-oh my god,” you gasped shakily at the unfamiliar sensation and cast your glance down at the digit your pussy slowly swallowed. 

“Shit…” your stepbrother’s mouth hung agape as he felt your tight hole struggle to stretch around him, “I really thought getting you close would have relaxed you more than this, but damn, baby…” he then retracked his finger only to nudge his friend beside him, “feel her, dude.”

“Wow,” Bucky chuckled darkly as he pressed in much deeper than Steve had, “we really gotta loosen you up before you have any chance of taking something real up here.”

You tried to keep your eyes open, tried to keep your gaze locked upon their overwhelming actions, though as the digit inside of you then carefully slide against your velvety walls and another’s touch reunited with your clit, you had no choice but to tumble over the edge, eyes screwing shut as your pussy clambered down around Bucky’s finger. 

“Oh fuck, I can’t wait to feel that around my cock,” Bucky’s voice barely managed to seep through your haze as he stilled his shallow motions. 

“Patience,” Steve’s words too sounded far away, like you were underwater as you came down from the high, barely registering as they both rapidly stripped you of your clothing, “if you try now, then you’ll just break her in two.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” Bucky shot back as they both smiled. 

A part of you thought that they were done, that they’d had their fill, but little did you know it was only the very beginning. 

The finger still within you once again began to move, ripping a whimper out of your lungs as it slowly dragged back out, “wait, it’s too much–”

“What, are you sensitive?” Bucky’s steely gaze found yours as his touch made you squirm, “does it maybe hurt a little bit?” 

“Hey,” Steve then tapped his friend’s wrist as he stared up at you, “hold her still,” before Bucky’s touch faded and traded in with Steve’s, gently circling your entrance as the other man bent up your legs, caught both of your wrists in one broad palm, before he locked the same inked arm over your folded frame and squished you further down into the mattress.

It took some effort, but eventually Steve managed to sink not only one, but two of his thick fingers into your dripping core, making you wiggle beneath Bucky’s hold as you felt your poor pussy be stretched. 

“Oh, there you go,” your stepbrother chuckled as your tiny hole clung around his digits, forcing his pace to slow as you hugged onto him too tightly for him to fuck you at the pace he desired.

“H-how much is that?” you whimpered as your legs now obscured your view. 

“Just two fingers,” Bucky pressed a peck to your inner thigh before elbowing his friend gently, “dude, you can go deeper than that.” 

And as Steve sank his digits so deep that his palm rutted against you with each rock, you gasped, “seriously? It feels like it’s your whole fucking hand.” 

“Oh, you’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Steve grinned as he kept up his ruthless pattern, “might be a bit unrealistic for today, but we could certainly work you up to that.” 

“No, I didn’t–, oh fuck–,” you tried to counter, though swiftly began to tremble once again, all of your vigour flying out of the window at the anticipation of yet another orgasm. 

With Bucky’s free hand, it floated up to trace your stretched entrance clinging around his friend’s digits, only for Steve to then slip one of his fingers out to make room for one of Bucky’s to press in and plug you up beside the one remaining. 

And as you tried to stifle your moans, Steve’s palm swatted down over your ass, “don’t you dare hold back those filthy noises.”

“Yeah,” Bucky’s finger rocked in tandem inside of you as you felt yourself tumble over the edge, “be a good girl and wake up the entire house,” his filthy commands urged you in your foggy state to let go even further and comply to their wish, “be loud enough for everyone to discover just exactly what a little slut Steve’s innocent little stepsister is.” 

And as the intense wave of ecstasy washed over you, the pace of their fingers didn’t slow in the slightest, but grew rougher as their caresses began to overstimulate you. Squirming and whimpering beneath his touch, Steve continued in a gravelly tone, “yeah, they’re probably jerking it with their ears pressed up against the walls,” he tried to force a third digit inside, though both his and his friend’s attempts failed, try as they might, “wishing it was their fingers getting soaked by your sweet pussy.” 

“What do you think,” Bucky’s pinkie then traced the cream that had leaked down from your stuffed pussy, south over your little rosebud, till it dripped onto the mattress below. Tracing your other little hole, glistening from the way they had you leaking, he simply couldn’t help himself and slipped just the very tip inside, “maybe that could happen one day…” 

“If she’s good, sure,” Steve quit trying to work another finger inside, “can you do that, baby?” he asked as the rocking motion the two separate fingers in your cunt kept up and conjured a sloppy melody to slosh throughout the room, “can you be good for me, and then maybe one day I’ll open up the invitation to more than just my best friend?” 

“Pass you around like a fucking joint, keeping us all warm and happy…” Bucky smirked as he gazed down at how they each greedily played with both of your holes, “yeah, look at her, she’d fucking love that…” 

If it wasn’t for the loud curses both men then let out as they once more shoved you over the edge, you wouldn’t have noticed how your pussy began to cry around their digits, gushing fiercely as they then withdrew their touch, only to land a vicious row of smacks against your puffy petals, causing your overly sensitive pussy to squirt even further. 

They kept on occasionally tapping their broad palms over your swollen cunt as you forgot what your own name was, their lips twisting up into a grin each time your frame jumped at the light impacts. 

It took a long while for you to realise what the low grunts and the slick sounds were, though even when you finally heard them, you still didn’t have any clue just how long the two men had been stroking themselves, kneeled before your tempting haven. Perhaps it was a new development or maybe they had stopped resisting the second they began to play with you, reliving themselves to the front row seat they gave themselves. 

And as they slowly rose up to stand before you, like towering boulders at the foot of the bed you layed melted against, all of the air escaped your lungs as your hazy gaze landed upon the cocks in their hands. 

First, your eyes landed upon Steve, his throbbing girth enveloped in the missing panties he’d promised to return to you, as he squeezed them tighter around his dick with every stroke. But then when your stare drifted to Bucky, a smirk swiftly bloomed on his face at the way your jaw hit the floor. To say that he was large was the understatement of the century as the frat boy himself knew that if he wanted to have an easy career, then he could just become a pornstar and skyrocket to a legendary status overnight, simply because of his monstrously blessed equipment. 

“So,” Bucky grunted as Steve beside him adjusted his grip and began to slip your messy panties back on and up your quivering legs, “who are you gonna pick to pop your cherry?” he briefly reached down to aid his friend before the cotton snapped back into place over your sensitive cunt. 

“That’s not even a question,” Steve scoffed as he only let the underwear stay in its place for a second before his grip caught the waistband and yanked it down to flash your pussy once more, “it will be me.”

And as they both soon unravelled before you, each of them purposefully aimed at the exposed inner side of your underwear, their cum painting the soft cotton white, before Steve let go and it snapped back into place against your skin. 

“There,” Steve smiled as he caught his breath, “now you can go to freshman orientation.”

As you scurried down the gothic halls of the university’s science building, your eyes drifted from door to door as you passed dozens of lecture halls, labs and offices. You weren’t even really sure if you were in the right building for what you were on the hunt for. 

“You lost?” a voice then suddenly found you as you peeked your head into an empty classroom. 

Spinning around, you saw an older man, surely a faculty member, paused in his leisurely stride and glancing up from the papers in his hand to gaze at you. 

“I–, uhm, maybe,” you admitted, suddenly overcome with the fear that you had accidentally wandered into a restricted area, “you wouldn’t happen to know where Professor Parker’s office is–, unless of course, that’s you.”

Shaking his head, he said, “no, I’m Dr. Richards.” 

“As in Dr. Reed Richards?” your eyes began to grow in admiration as you blinked back at the doctor, “the neurosurgeon who worked on that famous Alzheimer’s clinical trial a few years back?” 

“Guilty as charged,” he smiled, shifting the papers in his hand to slot them under his arm. 

“Oh wow,” you giggled, “I mean, I knew that you started teaching a course here, that’s actually part of the reason why I chose this school, but I just didn’t expect to–, I’m sorry, I’m just a big fan. I mean, you’re a rockstar,” you timidly gestured to him, “I hope to get into your class next semester, I’ve heard it fills up quite quickly.” 

“Well,” he tilted his head, “maybe you could swing by my office one day and perhaps we could figure out a way for one of the spots to be reserved for you.”

“Seriously?” his obvious flirting flew straight over your head as you didn’t yet know of his rakish reputation, “that would be amazing.” 

“Yeah, no problem,” the professor then turned to walk away, “and it’s the last office at the end of the hall, by the way.”

“What?”

“You were looking for Parker?” he reminded your starstruck mind, “end of the hall.” 

“Oh, right,” you breathed and glanced in the direction his finger briefly pointed, “thank you.”

“No problem,” he smiled before disappearing around a corner. 

As you neared the door, it stood slightly ajar, lending you to hear a deep voice quietly talking on the other side. Softly, you landed a few knocks before you carefully pushed it open. 

Standing behind the desk in the middle of the room and illuminated by the tall window behind him, stood the bespectacled professor you searched for, with a phone pressed up against his ear as he murmured into it. 

“Mhm, but it would just be Friday night,” he twisted around as he heard the threshold creak beneath your shoe. Briefly raising up a hand, he momentarily tilted the phone away from his lips to utter, “one moment, you can just have a seat,” he gestured to the chair on your side of the table before he then returned to the call, “are you sure? Okay, well, I’ll figure something else out… no, it’s alright, I get it,” he exhaled, “yeah, talk soon, bye,” before he hung up and sank down into his seat with a sigh, “sorry about that. Babysitter just cancelled on me.”

“Oh, it’s alright,” you waved a hand, “I’m sorry for just barging in, Professor Parker–, I mean doctor–, I mean–, uh…”

“Professor is fine,” he offered you a gentle smile to sooth your nerves, “what can I do for you?” 

“Well, it’s about your class…” you slowly began, “I know that I’m technically too late to sign up, but I just wanted to see if there was any possible way there might be one last slot left that I could fill.” 

“Oh,” he breathed in response. 

“Really, I’d do anything,” you stated before then detouring to a different tactic, “you said something about needing a babysitter? Maybe I could help,” you offered your services, “I used to do it for many years, all the way through my teens till I started here, so maybe I could lend a hand.” 

“I, uh…” his eyes narrowed as he thought it over. 

“Please?” your lips couldn’t help but press together in a pout, “I’ve dreamt about taking your class on medical history for years and years. You’d be like a genie granting me a wish.”

And as he blinked back at you, the luck that evidently was on your side shocked you to your very core as he unexpectedly uttered, “…alright.”

“Really?”

“Yeah,” he slowly nodded, “but if there aren’t any seats left–”

“Then I’ll happily sit on the floor or stand in the very back,” you beamed, “thank you so much, sir.”

“Of course,” he exhaled before opening up a drawer in his desk and plucking out a piece of paper, “this is the list of the required books,” he pushed it across the table before your eyes began to scan the titles, “I’m not sure if there are any copies left at the library, but maybe you can talk to some students, who has previously taken the course, if they bought a copy that you could borrow.” 

“I’ll make sure I have them, even if I’d have to steal them,” you jested. 

“Well, I don’t think I should sit here and encourage you to commit a felony, but I guess if you do get arrested, I can be your one phone-call,” he chuckled and went along with your joke, “so, about the other thing.”

“Yes,” you exhaled, both of your palms floating down to rest atop your thighs, “the kid–, kids?” 

“Just one, Benjamin, he’s six.” 

“Oh, that’s a fun age,” you smiled, “so, was it Friday?”

“Yeah, I have to attend this thing that I can’t get out of and it’s my turn to have him this week, but my ex is also busy that day, so yeah,” he sighed, “how about you just come over here after your classes that day and then we’ll hash out the rest?” 

“I will be there.”

“What are you doing here?” you grumbled as you opened the door to your dorm room. 

“Well hello to you too, sunshine,” Bucky scoffed through a smile. 

“What do you want?” you held your grip on the edge of the door. 

“A thank you would suffice,” he tilted his head. 

Squinting your eyes at the lack of context, you muttered, “what?” 

“A little birdy told me you were looking for this?” he held up the book in his hand for you to spot, which just so happened to be the exact one you hadn’t been able to track down for Professor Parker’s class. 

“Blood, Phlegm, Yellow and Black Bile: A Brief History of the Four Humors by Helen Grey?” you swiftly snatch it from his fingers with a gasp, “where did you find it? I thought there weren’t any copies left at the library!” 

“There wasn’t,” he tilted his head, “I had a short stint back in my freshman year where I flirted with the fantasy of becoming a doctor, that was until I fell madly and deeply in love with journalism.” 

Glancing down at the cover, you uttered, “can I borrow it?”

But instead, to your surprise, Bucky countered, “you can have it. It’s yours, I don’t have any use for it, except if I suddenly got a burning desire to press some flowers,” he jested about the thickness of the tome.  

“Thank you, Bucky,” you blinked up at him with a smile before throwing your arms around his broad frame. Though as you hugged him, it didn’t take long before you pushed back to utter, “wait, this isn’t just some weird trick like last time, is it? Are you gonna make me do something dirty in return for the book?”

“I thought about it,” he admitted with a smirk, his gaze briefly dipping down your form, “but then I decided to just be nice.”

“What a foreign concept that must be for you…” you teased with the faint shake of your head, “glad you’re finally trying it out.” 

“Oh yeah, I’m terrified I’ll break out into hives,” he chuckled, leaning against the doorframe, “don’t tell anyone else, I’ve got a reputation to uphold.” 

And as you smiled back at him, you noticed how gratitude wasn’t the only sensation stirring in your soul, as a warm and fuzzy feeling began to flicker throughout your frame from the genuine gesture.

“So…” his eyes briefly trailed around the room behind you, “where’s your roommate at?” 

“At Delta Phi, hanging out with her girlfriend,” you murmured, “why?” 

And as his glance landed on you once again and the corners of his lips twitched, you heard him ask, “can I come in?” 

Sucking in a breath, you felt lightheaded as you uttered, “sure,” before stepping aside for him to enter. 

And that was how your stepbrother’s best friend ended up sitting on your tiny bed, his back pressed up against the wall, as he drew you further down in his lap and let his tongue dance against your own in a heated kiss. 

“I’m sorry, what?” you foggily tilted back as his muffled words flew over your head. 

“Move your hips,” he repeated, both of his palms denting your sides, “Steve said you have a habit of humping your cute little teddy bears and pillows and such,” his eyes briefly flickered to the plushies on the mattress beside him, “so just pretend that I am one, use me to make yourself feel good.” 

Blinking back at him a moment, it took you a while before you actually managed to make your pelvis move as the flabbergasted trance was harder to snap out of than you’d expected. Though as your hips cautiously rolled against his lap, a shaky breath slipped from your lungs as the friction of his palpable hardness nudging against your core caused you to shiver. It surely didn’t help matters either that the only thing shielding you from the sensation was the panties beneath your dress, which was quickly becoming so embarrassingly soaked that your want slowly began to stain the tent in his trousers. 

“That’s it,” he groaned as he leaned back to watch your timid efforts, “fuck…” 

At first, he let you steer the ship, carefully rocking down against him for an ounce of relief, but then when you tilted forward to capture his ravenous lips once again, his wide hands on your hips flexed before they took over your movements, instead rendering you just a puppet in his grasp as he grinded you down much more roughly than you’d dared to do on your own. 

“Shit, I don’t get you… how could this be enough for you?” he grunted as he grew impatient, “isn’t every molecule in your body screaming for you to get railed right now? Doesn’t this little pussy finally wanna get used?” 

“Buck, I–,” you panted as he nibbled against your neck, “I don’t know…” 

“Oh, you don’t know?” he couldn’t help but mock. 

“This feels r-really good to me,” your eyes fluttered as he kept on rocking you in his lap. 

“Well, it’s not good enough for me,” he growled before finally snapping and flipping you onto your back. Hovering above you as you collapsed on the small bed, he began to unbuckle his belt.

“I-I–, Bucky, I don’t think I’m ready for that–,” your eyes went wide as you watched him free his intimidatingly giant cock. 

“You sure? Not even a little bit?” he slowly began to twist his fist up and down the fat length, “it could just be the tip.”

Blinking down at the bulbous head, glistening with precum, you hazily shook your head, “n-no, it’s too big…” 

“Oh, I know it is,” he then reached out to shift your legs, slotting his dick in between your soft thighs before he paused to let a dollop of spit drop down from his lips and add some slickness before he slowly began to move, “is it because of Steve? Because I can keep a secret… I won’t tell if you don’t…”

Your eyes flickered down to his fat girth as he slid it between your thighs that he pressed together, “I thought you two told each other everything.”

“Well,” he smirked as he ripped his stare away to glance to your fuzzy expression, “I’m willing to make an exception…” 

Reaching down, he greedily squeezed your tits through the thin fabric of your dress, even catching your pebbly nipples in a pinch that caused you to gasp, before he slid his touch back down to either side of your legs. 

“What are you doing Friday night?” 

“Huh?” you panted as you were unable to tear your eyes away from his cock, slick between your trembling thighs. 

“Come over, the frat’s throwing another party,” he uttered from above you, “maybe we could sneak away when everyone else is hammered enough…” 

“I can’t, I have to babysit.” 

“Really?” he chuckled as his efforts migrated so far south that the heavy weight of him came to rest against your covered core, each greedy thrust now sliding against the soaked cotton and making you whimper, “I didn’t know you were into daddies…” 

“What?” you fought to comprehend his words as his fat girth skimmed across your clit, throbbing beneath the thin fabric of your underwear. 

“Never mind, sweetie,” he gave up with a slight laugh. 

Though as he stared down at your quivering form beneath him, his grip on the outside of your thighs tightened before he suddenly began to part them like the pages of a book.

“Oh, would you look at this…” he groaned as he revealed your sodden panties beneath his big cock, “you’ve fucking ruined these, haven’t you?” a teasing finger crept down to snap the waistband back against your skin, “you wanna feel me, huh? You wanna feel me right here?” he peered down at you as he tapped the heavy weight of himself against your covered centre. 

“I–…”

Hooking his thumb in the side of the gusset, he peeled your panties to the side, “do you?” shiny strings clung to the fabric as he kept it trapped in his grasp. 

“Yes,” you then uttered, surprising yourself as the only thing you could feel in this moment was your thumping heartbeat between your thighs. 

“Atta girl,” he grinned before lowering the length in his grip down against your glistening pussy. 

Trailing the bulbous tip through your wetness, he repeatedly parted your petals with his thick girth, the jarring comparison of his size directly against you making you dizzy. Though when his sweeping motion suddenly strayed further than before and he briefly held the entire length of him against, not only your cunt, but also your belly, then you feared you might actually faint beneath him. 

“See that?” he smirked as his heavy sack nuzzled against your quivering entrance while the tip of him reached all the way up to cover your bellybutton, “that’s how deep I’m gonna get when you finally let me inside…” groaning as he finally swept back down to flick his hardness through your sobbing petals, he cocked his head, “might break you, rearranging your guts like that, but fuck will it feel good…” 

And as you felt the world around you threaten to melt away in that blissful eruption you were slowly becoming more acquainted with, Bucky abruptly tore the intoxicating contact of his cock away from you. Though before you could part your lips in a complaint, your body instead quaked as he then tapped the hefty weight of himself repeatedly down against your puffy pearl, keeping the bullying up till you were writhing in pleasure beneath him. 

You thought you’d only blinked your eyes shut for a moment in the fog of it all, but when they fluttered back open, Bucky’s hot load decorated your messy pussy as he kneeled by you, panting as he offered his length one last squeeze. 

But just as you thought he’d let your panties snap back into place as a closing curtain to the show, he instead reached down to bully your tender core even further, smearing his cum against your aching clit before he swept his coated fingers down to tickle your leaky entrance in an attempt at stuffing as much of his load into your little hole as possible, though his greedy efforts eventually derailed when his fingers were stuffed so deep inside of you that you could barely breath at all, your nails digging into his forearm as he made you squirt all over your bed and the adorable teddy bears that layed scattered. 

© 2025 thyme-in-a-bubble 

[deadpool-in-wolverine]

*it feels like being impaled. he's been impaled before and it feels like this. but he's probably not bleeding, he's been stretched enough he knows he can take it, so he takes it, very quickly, almost all at once with a harsh gasp. gravity's a hell of a thing.*

*he takes a second, letting the shock get out of his system so he can really feel it, and then tries to get up, because that's the only way he can practically ride it like this, is by trying to get up and failing. he doesn't even move half an inch. if anything, it buries itself deeper as he tries to move. his breathing is shallow as he looks up at peter pathetically.*

i can't- i can't move. stepbro i'm stuck. you have to help me.

*Peter wakes up to that groggy, napped-when-I-didn't-mean-to feeling of the late afternoon. He opens his still stinging eyes to see Mayday passed out next to him, sleeping on MJ's arm. They're sweet freckled faces are the best thing in the world to wake up to any time.*

*The next thing he notices in is the pressure on his back and the arm still draped around him protectively, @d-adpool snuggled up tight to his back. This would be the perfect moment if there wasn't a nagging emptiness at the back of his head, a hollowness to his chest that still makes it hard to breathe. He takes a slow, careful breath, and then sighs. He doesn't want to be alone, even if it means rudely waking someone up.*

*He turns his head and whispers.*

Wade?

[ssweetleaf]

clit slapping with stepbro!peter…

-🐰

welcome back bunny, this was the first thing i saw when i opened tumblr- and i’m not. mad. about. it. jfhsgsjfnsjsh

jealousy. pete had experienced this a lot, especially when having friends around the house — them immediately taking a liking towards you.

and he’d had enough of the flirting.

so somehow this leads to him having your legs spread wide open for him, and his pretty mouth seething such vulgar speech — you couldn’t stifle the gasp that managed to slip.

“you wanna be a whore, hm?” he damned a sharp slap to your cunt, “then you be a whore for me-”

his large palm kept on striking, clit pulsing with desire, along with the searing pleasurable pain of his slapping and your mascara smudged along your waterline — tears cascading down flushed cheeks.

“if i see you parading around like that again-”

slap

“in front of my fucking friends!-”

slap

“then you’ll be getting a lot worse than this, pretty girl.”

he spoke so mockingly, a twisted smile playing upon his mouth and you couldn’t help but cry out at how mean he was being.

“you gonna cry, hm?” he mocked your pout, “gonna have to be quiet then, baby, cause we don’t want our parents to hear.”

[webslingingslasher]

we’re 2 seconds into 2025 and we are talkinf ab stepbro!peter and dealer!peter

OMG WERE IN THE WEBSLINGER DARK ROMANCE ERAJSJDJDJD

(and I’m obsessed)

new year new works fuck it we ball- THIS IS MY CORNER OF THE INTERNET!!!!!

[ameliora-j]

step bro peter takes you on your honeymoon instead of your ex who you left at the altar 🍒. 🏹

"just you me and the bahamas, yeah gorgeous?" peter whispers, gently laying you back on the hotel bed. "spread y'legs f'me honey, i'll show you how a real man should treat you" he murmurs, parting your thighs with his hands.

you whimper softly as he tears off your panties. he presses a gentle open mouthed kiss to your clit before diving right in. you moan loudly as he eats you like a starved man until you're spilling your sweet cum on his face, and even then he doesn't stop. he continues untill you've cum at least four times and you're all but shoving his head away from you.

"good girl" he hums softly, pulling away and placing one more gentle kiss to your clit.

[blackreaders-assemble]

Late Night Visits

Dark!Stepbro!Peter x black!reader

Warning ⚠️: dub/non-con

A/N: sorry for the wait! Did you miss me? Here's part two of Movie Night.

❤️💙❤️💙❤️💙❤️💙❤️💙❤️💙

You laid face down in your bed, unable to fall asleep due to your thoughts still racing about what transpired in the kitchen a few hours prior. You could still feel the ache between your legs.

You flopped onto your back and breathed out a sigh of frustration. How could you let this happen? You should've stopped him when he started touching you on the couch, but goddamn it, Peter was so good with his fingers. The way his fingers curved at just the right moment to hit your g-spot and how he used his thumb to stimulate your clit at the same time.

"Fuck," you sighed as you started to become aroused.

Slowly you opened your legs and gently touched your entrance, hissing at the slight pain from the rough pounding you took. You gathered the slick arousal on your fingers and being massaged your now engorged clit. As soon as you closed your eyes, you saw Peter's face. Those gorgeous, dark brown eyes, and a smile that promised roguery.

Your fingers moved faster as you pinched your nipples, making you arch your back and let out a small moan. You were so into it that you didn't notice your door open and close.

Peter stood in the corner of your room like a creep and watched you play with yourself. His dick growing harder by the second as he listened to the squelch of your drenched pussy. He palmed himself over his boxers, pre-cum already forming.

"P-Peter," you groan.

The way you said his name broke him out of his slight trance. He could tell you were right on the edge and he refused to let you tip over.

Peter took quick strides to your bed and grabbed your wrist. You just about jumped out of your skin and he placed a large hand over your mouth before you could scream.

"Starting without me? Bad girl."

Heat washed over your entire body. Peter deadass just caught you touching yourself and heard you call out his name. You closed your eyes and tried to turn away from him, wishing you could disappear.

"Don't be embarrassed, baby girl, that was sexy as hell!" He exclaims. "Now listen, I'm gonna remove my hand and if you make a sound I'm gonna slap the shit outta you. Do you understand?"

You nod and he slowly takes his hand away from your mouth and trails it down your neck and between your tits. He grabs one and kneads it before rubbing your sensitive nipple. Your breath hitched, you couldn't let it go any further this time.

"Peter, st-." You felt a harsh slap on your cheek.

"What the fuck did I just say," Peter hissed. He grabs your arm and snatches you off the bed and onto the floor, making you kneel. "Since you don't know how to keep your mouth shut, open up."

You refused and he slapped you again, this time you couldn't hold back the tears. You opened your mouth when he pulled down his boxers and he shoved his dick down your throat, barely giving you time to adjust.

Your body began to react and you felt gross but you couldn't help it. Having him treat you like this was a bit of a turn on.

"Fuck, your mouth is just as good as your pussy." He holds the back of your head so you can't move and begins to fuck your mouth hard and fast. You place a hand on your pulsating clit and rub in fast circles, Peter sees this and kicks your hand away. "The only way you're gonna get off is by my dick."

You began to gag and he pulls out, making pre-cum and saliva drip from the corners of your mouth, mixing with the salty tears.

"P-Pe-Peter... please, no more," you beg.

"Look at you," he growls. "You're a pathetic little slut."

Peter pulls on your hair until you stand, then he roughly pushes you on the bed. He climbs on top of you and pins your hands down.

Peter kisses your cheek and your neck. His gentleness confuses you but you're not gonna complain.

"Are you gonna be a good girl and take what I'm gonna give you?"

"Yes."

Peter throws your legs over his shoulders and sinks into you quickly. You almost bite a hole through your lip to stop yourself from crying out. Peter is fucking you hard, deep and so damn good.

"Shit! Right there," you whimper. He's hitting all the right spots and you were seeing stars. No one has ever made you feel like this and you didn't know what to do but lay there and take it like the good slut you are.

You felt his dick throb and knew he was close.

"Baby, you have the wettest pussy, I'm about to cum." You couldn't resist and pulled him down for a sloppy kiss and lifted your hips to meet his thrusts.

"Cum for me, Peter," you demanded.

You were so close, you felt like you were on fire. Your orgasm hit hard; your eyes rolled back, your hot, wet cunt triggering Peter. He quickly pulled out and came on your stomach.

Peter laid next to you, both of you breathing heavily. After a few minutes he stood up, put his boxers on and threw one of your tank tops at you before opening the door to leave.

"Clean yourself up, I'll be back in the morning for more."

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REBLOG & COMMENT

Tag: @canumoveurseatup-no @beautifulanothology @im-super-ficial @disaster-rose @othervlog @sleepysomno @acceptyourselfloveyourself @here-for-your-bullshit @yoonjigu

[urmommies--girl]

Anon: Hi how are you? Thanks for the answer. Saw you say stepcest is alright. So if it it is still a topic you are okay could i please request James sharing his stepsister (female reader) with Remus and Sirius? Like they have corruption kink or something so they like to break her innocency after James reveals he taught her some naughty things and wants to share her with his two best first. If you are not comfortable with the idea that is alright too. Thanks for the attention and sorry to bother you

Warnings: Smut +18, Poly!marauders x fem!reader, stepcest, foursome, edging, unprotected sex, cockwarming, plug, breeding kink, praise, degradation, lots of pet names, slight corruption and innocence kink, subspace, cream pie, anal, p in v, face fucking, oral (m receiving)

Word Count: 1.2k

A//N: I felt like such a whore writing this my god 😵‍💫 these men can rearrange my guts anyway enjoy my love! 💕

You didn’t care how wrong it was.

You wanted James and he wanted you. (And maybe you wanted his friends too…)

James had asked you if it was ok if his friends had a turn with you, per their request, of course. You immediately said yes, the thought of being fucked by your step-brother and his friends had been taunting you all week.

Finally you sat on the bed, waiting for the three boys.

“S’this her, Prongs?” Sirius waltzed over to the bed where you were sitting in one of James big shirts.

“She sure is a pretty thing.” Remus commented.

You flushed red at the compliments.

Sirius moved to touch your breasts but you furrowed your brows at him and moved away, covering yourself with your hands.

Ignoring your movements Sirius continued to move closer once more— a panic set in and you looked over at James, he nodded at you with a reassuring smile and you dropped your arms, allowing Sirius to touch you.

“S’ok puppy. Take your shirt off. Let em’ get a good look at you.” James instructed, you obeyed, carefully removing your shirt so you sat there almost fully naked.

“Fuckin’ hell.” The lycanthrope cursed under his breath as his eyes trailed over your exposed breasts.

You blushed and buried your face in your hands.

James grabbed your wrists so he could see your face— “Don’t go all shy on us now, baby. We’re gonna take such good care of you. Just gotta tell us if this is still ok.” His voice was soft and comforting.

You smiled slightly and nodded, “Still want this, Jamie.”.

“She have a safe word?” Sirius hummed causing James to scoff and roll his eyes, “Course she has a safe word. M’not a monster.” He grumbled, “Tell em’ your safe word, angel.” James told.

“Red. Gotta say red when I don’t like it.” You answered, James looked at the other two before kissing your forehead, “Good girl.”.

♥︎~~~~♥︎~~~~♥︎~~~~♥︎~~~~♥︎~~~~♥︎~~~~♥︎~~~~♥︎

“Y’gonna show us what’s under those pretty panties?” Remus hummed, slapping the elastic waistband back, you yelped as Remus began to ease the material down your legs, “Yes, Rem. Please.” You didn’t even know what you were begging for but you knew the boys would.

“Gonna fuck you so good.” He hummed.

The lycanthrope kissed down your legs and the inside of your thighs while Sirius attacked your chest and James worked on your neck.

“Remmy’s gonna get you prepped now ok?” Informed James causing you to nod in response.

Remus dipped his hand up to run the first two fingers through your already dripping folds, “Fuck she’s absolutely soaked.” He laughed, “Didn’t I tell you she was a slut?” James mused.

A moan slipped past your lips when Remus dipped his first finger into you— your hands flew up to grip James as the boy between your legs added a second finger and began to pump them back and fourth.

“Fuck!” You cursed, Remus smirked below you while James glared at you and Sirius held back his own cocky grin, “Such a dirty mouth. Gonna have to teach you how to use it properly.” The raven haired male patted your cheek mockingly.

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“She ready yet? I think she’s getting close.” James noted, seeing the familiar way your face scrunched up when you were trying not to cum.

“Can feel her clenching around me. Think she’s ready.” Remus pulled his fingers out of you causing you to whine in frustration.

“Don’t be a brat. Sluts don’t get to cum.” James taunted, “Especially sluts who swear.” Sirius added teasingly, you scowled up at him but James’s warning look made you feel small again.

“Heres how it’s gonna work, bunny.” Your step-brother began as the other two boys got off the bed and began to strip themselves.

“Pads is gonna fuck that dirty little mouth of yours, I’m gonna get this sweet pussy.” He dipped his hand between your legs, “And Moony’s gonna stretch out your tight ass.”.

You whimpered at the knowledge of all boys fucking you at once, “You like the sound of that?” Sirius taunted, bringing your attention to him.

You were about to scowl at him when you noticed they were both bare— they were both big.

Remus’s was long while Sirius’s was thicker but James’s was still your favourite; he was the perfect combination of both. Made just for you.

“You got some drool there, bunny.” Sirius began his mocking again, “Fuckin’ cockslut. Think we can all fit?”, “Course we’ll fit. Bet her greedy holes are just waiting to be fucked.” Remus added.

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You all arranged yourselves to get into the perfect position— James was under you, waiting to slip his own cock into your entrance, Sirius was standing just off the side of James, pumping himself in his hand while Remus was behind you, using your own slick as lube.

“You ready, baby? Y’remember your safe word?” James hummed, knowing that by this point you would be foggy.

You nodded, “S’red.”, “good girl.” He kissed your lips briefly before lifting you up and entering your waiting pussy.

You practically screamed at the pleasure but was quickly silenced by Sirius shoving his own cock down your throat, you gagged around his length but the sound that came from the boy above you told you he liked it.

“Fuck. She feels like fuckin’ heaven, Prongs.” He groaned, beginning to thrust into the cavern of your mouth.

Just when the two boys got into their rhythm Remus entered to from behind— You moaned loudly around Sirius as the lycanthrope slid all the way in, holding himself while you adjusted.

“She’s fuckin’ tight, Prongs.” He commented, “What else would you expect from a cockslut like her?” Sirius laughed, pushing you further onto his cock.

The rhythm between the three boys was perfect. James would pull out when Remus slammed back and Remus would pull out when James fucked up into you.

Sirius was the first to cum, pouring rope after rope of hot white liquid down your throat. Next was Remus, filling your ass up to the brim with his own cum. Finally it was James turn to cum, he fucked into you further than before and held you down while he spilled his own seed into your womb.

“Fuck just like that. Such a good fuck toy.” Remus grunted, getting the last of his release out.

“Pass me that plug, Pads.” James instructed to Sirius who grabbed a shiny pink plug off the bedside table and handed it to James.

Remus pulled out and James was quick to plug your ass up, “Gotta keep you nice and full. Don’t want any of Rem’s cum to slip out of your little cunny do you, princess?” He hummed, you whined and shook your head, attempting to buck your hip.

“Little thing’s tryna’ get off on ya’ like a bitch in heat.” Sirius mocked but James was quick to silence him with a glare in his direction.

“Y’did so good for us, angel.” He praised, starting to pull out.

You grabbed James’s shoulders back, “Wanna stay like this Jamie.” You mumbled, sleep and subspace clouding your mind.

“Y’wanna stay like that? Y’wanna sit there nice and pretty on your step-brothers cock?” Sirius taunted, you nodded, “Just wanna keep Jamie warm.”.