chronicdaydreamer3000

[chronicdaydreamer3000]

Hey guys! Little update, I’m finishing a Jason Todd fic and then I’m gonna write a Thunderbolts* Tower fic!

[chronicdaydreamer3000]

Bring back 2012 avengers fan fics but with the thunderbolts

[chronicdaydreamer3000]

Steve X Reader!

Warnings: Cursing, smut, oral F!receiving, fingering F!receiving.

Synopsis: You’re cranky, and pent up, Steve try’s to help how he can.

“Please- doll, you’ll feel so much better if you took a little rest. “ He reasons, taking a step closer, putting a hand on your shoulder- damn those muscles are insane, even when not doing anything they strain against his long sleeved shirt. Fuck. No. You have to focus. “I don’t need to lay down Steve! I don’t want to lay down! So I’m not going to- okay- just leave it!” He closes his eyes, sighing. He’s a tad fed up with you snapping at him here…. “okay- no- You’re getting rest, come on” He carefully picks you up over his shoulder, using his strong arms holding you. He walks you back to your shared bedroom, you struggle a little in his arms, with no effect. He sits, leaning back. He holds you close to him, you’re sitting on his lap, facing him, his wide palm gently moves across your back, in comforting, circular motions “I know you’ve been cranky with everyone. Just try to relax, sweets. I’ve got ya.” His voice is soft but still a tad commanding, the way it gets when he’s trying to get you to listen and not put up a fight- it’s sorta attractive- fuck your fiancés so hot…makes it hard to focus at times. “Now…why are we so wound up? Hm?” He’s using his “soothing” voice- you know he’s not trying to but it just makes him sound like he’s talking down to you. You just shrug. Not in the mood to tell him. Especially not the being mad about the three month gap.

He sees your shrugged response, and his eyebrows scrunch down at your attitude- he’s trying to be patient- but unfortunately your stubborn attitude is wearing at his normally composed demeanor “Don’t shrug at me, Doll. You’re acting up, and I want to know why. This is going to stop right now-“ He’s speaking firmly- that is, until, he realizes you’re subconsciously rocking against his thighs slightly-….ohhhh….he’s been a idiot- you two have been so busy lately that you have had any….alone time…in a good while…..oh…poor girl, must be driving you insane, well…he’s figured it out…he try’s to decide what he’s gonna do about it. Before he carefully places a hand on your back, gently encouraging you to keep rocking against him.

“Ah…there’s the issue….” he mutters, a little smirk threatening to show at the corner of his mouth. He holds you to him, his palm resting on your back and giving you a little rhythm. It’s something…at least, a little bit of relief for the dull ache in your lower abdomen. He softly chuckles, the soft sound reverberating through his chest. You're so pent up... It's almost cute. You're so grumpy, just because you're a little on edge.....He can't help the smirk that finally finds its way onto his handsome face as he holds you close, letting you rock yourself on his thigh a little...... “I know….Im sorry I haven’t been taking care of you lately” He can tell there are a million words swirling around through your mind, he rubs the top of your spine, the soft touch sending tingles through your body.** "I’ve been pretty bad recently, haven’t I? You haven’t had a proper release in months, doll. No wonder you’re so cranky with everyone…It’s okay…I’ll make you feel good…” with that he carefully picks you up, setting you on your bed- you whine at the lack of the small relief- saying his name a bit whiney. “I know, I know, shhh….I’m making it better” He says, moving to take your waistband, undoing your belt and setting it aside- he glances up- with those gorgeous blue eyes…Looking for approval. To which you just nod…met with an overwhelming sense of relief that this is actually happening.

He continues, pulling off your pants, discarding them to the floor, same with your underwear. Propping your legs on his shoulders, looking at you like a starved man. Before making contact, wrapping his lips around your clit, almost kissing it- the small action sending a buzz through you. Causing you to whine, to which he smiles “There we go…there’s those pretty noises..” He murmurs, against your core, continuing his assault on it, kissing and licking till you’re almost at the edge, before he backs away. “Steve!” He just chuckles at your protest “I know, I know…” He stands back up and puts his hands on your waist, moving so you’re sitting on his lap, back to chest- making sure your legs are still open, he looks over your shoulder and carefully reaches his hands down, slipping a singular, long, finger in- causing you to yelp- “Hey- Hey- it’s okay…Relax sweetheart…gotta warn you up…” He murmurs, starting to curl his finger. Before tilting his head to kiss your neck. He slips another digit in, moving his thumb to circle your sensitive clit. Curling his hand, muttering close to your ear “It’s okay sweetheart…I’ve got you can cum for me….come on…just let go…” After so long it’s like a shock to your system. The feeling pulsing through you, in waves- pure ecstasy. You whine a bit louder, Steve continuing his actions. “There we go”. He mutters as you finally come undone after 3 painfully long months- leaning back against him. Breath heavy, he slips out, bringing his hand up to his mouth and sucking it clean, tasting you. Before wrapping both arms around you and laying back, softly combing through your hair.

“There we go…so good for me….You think you can rest now darling…?” He asks, to which you nod, curling up, not bothering to put pants on. Setting your head on his chest. You lay there for a bit before he gets up, shushing your protests, getting a spare shirt and wiping you off. Pressing a soft kiss on your lower tummy and getting some undies and pajama pants. Slipping them onto you, climbing back into bed- wrapping you up in his arms again. Letting you drift off, a full stomach, Satisfied, comfy, and most importantly safe.