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georgiapeach30513 · 3 years

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The North Princess & The Seven Men, Part 2

Summary: Prince Charles and Prince Curtis tell the men what Charles wants them to do. Steve is the first.

Pairings: Steve Rogers X Reader

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, first time, oral sex (F/M receiving), fingering, unprotected sex, cream pie, voyeurism (if you squint), implied threesome, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 2.7k

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“Explain to me again exactly what you’re asking,” Steve Rogers one of the designated speakers tell the two princes. “I’m not sure I understand. Do you guys?” he looks amongst the other men that are there to protect you.

Charles offers him a smug smile, “It’s quite simple really. I don’t want to teach my wife how to please me. She’s pure, correct?” the men all nod their head. There’s no way that anyone could have had their way with you, as your father wanted. “Then you men take turns and train her for me.”

“This is…” Steve begins, but is abruptly cut off by Lee Bodecker’s southern drawl.

“Absurd. Unheard of. What are you playing at? She’s betrothed to you.”

“Either do it, or the wedding is off,” Charles is overly full of himself. Slightly irritated that he’s having to even talk the men through this. “You have a month. I expect a full report. And I’ll be able to tell if the little…Dove, you call her?” he looks around the room of men, minus Jake Jensen who is with you at the market, all of them nod. Little Dove because of your purity, well for a while. “Right. Just make sure she’s good and ready to take her husband. Are we clear?”

Steve’s face looks amongst your guards. Jensen will follow whatever everyone else decides. Cautiously all the men nod their head. They would never want to keep you from your marriage. They’re doing this all for you…right?

“Thank you, gentleman. My brother will fetch her when it’s complete,” Charles stands, shaking each of the men’s hands, Curtis following directly behind.

Once the two princes leave Chris Beck looks to each of the men. “We don’t know if she’ll even agree to this. What happens if she doesn’t?”

“She’ll agree to whatever we tell her, because she knows we wouldn’t hurt her,” even though Mike Weiss’s words are sure, his face tells a different story. “Have any of you guys ever thought about it? I know I have. We know Jensen has, he’s told us how he would do it,” random chatter and chuckles fill the room.

“Okay, but we can’t just all pounce on her. There has to be a form of order. Some of you are intense with your preferences. We don’t really need to overwhelm her,” Colin Shea looks mostly at Mike.

“What are you trying to say?” he asks Colin harshly.

“I’m saying you like it rough. She can’t start off like that,” Colin laughs trying to deescalate the situation.

“I don’t want a virgin anyways,” Mike stands to go grab a drink. Stopping only to add, “So who gets her first. Who actually wants to corrupt her?”

The room is silent. Bucky Barnes glances over at Steve and he sees his eyes have gone glossy, pupils dilated. “I vote the Captain,” Bucky knows that he would never admit it himself, but he can tell by the movements of his Adam’s apple that bobs quickly. Not to mention Steve is gentle.

“What happens if she doesn’t agree to this?” Steve asks. He is worried that she will say no. None of them offer to answer. “Let’s just hope for the best then.”

Pacing around the bedroom you think about how odd a request from your future husband this is. Of course, you want to make him happy, and there could have been worse requests. You have grown quite fond of each of the men. At least they would take care of you. You actually know them. They promised to take it easy on you. The only thing you asked was that the order be a surprise.

The silence in the room is killing you. You sit on the bed, only to stand back up. Smoothing out the sheer white lace nightgown. The material clearly shows the white lace matching bra and panties. You untie and tie the satin bow back. You had hoped that this would be what you wore on your wedding night. With every tick of the clock, you feel your nerves get more aggressive. Everything about this seems wrong, and yet so right. Hoping with every part of your being that whoever is first takes it easy on you.

Back into the bathroom you brush your teeth again. Walking back into the bedroom you take another drink of water. Your back facing the door, your hands shake around because you just need to rid your body of the nerves.

“You okay, Dove?” you hear the low calm voice of the typically bashful Steve, without even needing to turn around. “We don’t have to do this,” and Steve wants this more now than anything. The white thong displaying your pert ass to him.

“We do if I wish to be married,” you finally turn to meet him. He inhales a quick breath as soon as his eyes take in your figure. The nightgown showing off your body perfecly. “If I didn’t want to do this, I wouldn’t have Stevie. You promise, to take things slowly?”

“Of course. It’ll be my pleasure,” his feet carry him closer to you. Feeling much smaller than you ever have before. Realizing for the first time the large stature he possesses. Once he’s standing right in front of you, you lean your head back to look up at him. His hands slowly slide down your arms, grabbing ahold of your hips, he quickly pulls you flush to his chest. Releasing a small yelp, he giggles, smiling down at you, “I need you to calm down, and remember to breathe.”

“O-okay,” your voice stutters. You only thought you were buzzing with nerves before. Now it feels like your whole body is pulsing so hard Steve can feel it. Bringing one arm up to your chin, he lifts you face more to him, leaning forward to softly kiss your lips. His face stays too close to yours, but nothing touches. “Steve?”

“Yes, Little Dove?” with every syllable you feel his lips push up against yours, and you want him closer to you.

“Kiss me again.” Steve’s hand glides around your neck, the hand on your hips pull you even closer to him until every part of your front is touching Steve Rogers. His lips crash into yours. Peppering kisses onto you until he stills, his tongue tickles around your lips, and you open your mouth, granting him access.

Needing to feel even closer to him, you card your fingers through his longer locks. Loving the way, the smooth hair feels running through your digits. Sliding his hands down your body, he cups your nearly bare ass, lifting you up to him. At the feeling of his tented pants, you mewl. “Oh Dove, we’ve barely even got started,” the deepness of his voice makes you choke up, unaware of how with just the sound of a voice could make heat pool in your belly.

His feet walk you over to your bed. Holding tightly to you while he crawls over the mattress, slowly lowering you down, his knees in between your legs, keeping your thighs spread. You’re having too much fun having his lips on yours. Pulling away from your body only to pepper open mouth kisses down your neck. Adding the tiniest bit of suction to your supple skin, causing you to do something he told you not to. You stop breathing. Unable to think properly with how heated your body feels.

“Dovey, I can’t have you passing out on me,” Steve’s fingers untie your top, pulling it aside to get a full view of your breasts. Cupping and fondling them until his mouth sucks on each nipple. His tongue circling around until they’re hard and pebbled. His eyes roll up to look at you, but his lips still trail down your body, and you’re overwhelmed by every touch.

He stands up from the bed fingers slowly unbuttoning his shirt. Your eyes can’t decide where it wants to look at, constantly changing locations on Steve’s buff body. Discarding the shirt before unbuttoning his pants, smirking at you nearly drooling over him. Watching intently when he removes his boxers, his cock finally on full display and you gasp. “It’s okay, Dovey, you can handle it.” With the size of him, you’re not sure. Your body trembles as he approaches the bed.

“H-hold on,” you tell him breathless. Steve stops his movement. Adjusting himself to hover over your body. Resting himself on his forearms his face is right at yours.

“You, okay?”

“I can’t breathe,” you move your head to the side, trying to slow your breathing. “Is everyone here?” suddenly the thought of everyone hearing and listening makes you nauseous.

“Just Bucky. He’s downstairs though,” Steve still lingers over you. His blue green eyes soft as he watches your face. “Little Dove, we can stop.”

“No, I’m okay,” Steve continues to kiss along your body, lowering his body to the bottom of the bed. His body still in between your spread legs, spreading them more to have his broad shoulder in between. Embarrassed you try to tighten your legs together. “Uh uh, Dove. I’ve got to get you ready to take me.”

“Wait, what?” you innocently ask. Your head raising up to peer down at the smiling Steve.

“I can’t just enter you. I’ve got to relax you and stretch you out,” his fingers smooth up and down your legs, humming at your covered mound. His eyes glance to look between you and the wet stained satin. Lowering his face his lips kiss along the silky material, and you try to think of anything but your ragged breathing.

Sliding his thick fingers up your hips, he hooks them around the elastic. He plays with the straps before ripping it off your body. With a big gulp, you watch him smile at your uncovered and weeping cunt. Driving you even more crazy when he kisses along your thighs, leaving you spread pointing towards the bedroom door. Bringing his lips closer to your spread lips. His eyes watch your pussy clench on nothing, pulsing with anticipation. A slow-moving tongue glides up your slit, and you grasp tightly to Steve’s bulging biceps. He chuckles a bit, and readjusts your knees to hook on his shoulders.

“Just breathe, Dove,” is the last thing you hear until his lips kiss on your swollen bundle of nerves. Feelings you have never encountered envelop your body. Tingles run through your veins with every kiss he plants on there. Holding his mouth on your clit, he gives a gentle suck. Your back arches off the bed and you moan wantonly.

Steve removes his mouth from you, bringing his hand up to your tight hole, he enters one finger. His mouth slack with the way your walls squeeze his one little finger. “You’re so tight for me Dovey,” his finger continues pumping into you. Once your body relaxes again, he adds another finger. Feeling your own fingers dig into his skin, whimpering at the intense stretch. The sounds you make cause his cock to twitch. Watching your face contort with every move he makes inside of you.

Listening to the squelching sounds of his fingers pumping into you, he changes to scissoring inside of you, stretching your walls. Leaning back down to work his tongue on your clit your body writhes around. The build up nearly too much. Panting out, “St-st-steve,” over and over again, until the dam breaks free and a high you had never experienced rushes through your body.

Steve removes his fingers and laps up your juices, “You ready princess?” he asks. Your body is barely functioning, but you nod slowly with half lidded eyes. Pulling himself up your body, he places his thick cock up your folds. Running himself through your slick, and even this feels amazing.

“I don’t think…this isn’t how you do it,” you slightly giggle.

“I know. Just relax. I want to make you feel good,” he continues his motions. Leaning back up to look at you, “Wanna taste?”

“What?” you choke out. Eyes owlish, and nearly blacked over with how dilated your pupils are.

“You would look so pretty with my cock stuffed in your mouth,” nodding at him, he crawls up your body. Thick muscular thighs on either side of your head, and you tilt up slightly to kitten lick his tip. Tasting your tangy arousal, and his precum. “Open up, Dove.”

Opening your mouth, you let him ease his cock in. Staring up at him, his body stiffens. “Oh fuck. You can’t look at me with those innocent doe eyes like that. I’m going to cum in your mouth. It’s my job to stretch you out.” He can’t handle anymore. Your tongue barely able to wet his dick.

Moving his body back in between your legs, he rubs his tip along your little bundle of nerves before slapping his cock against you. The quick jolts of your body has him even more excited. “I’m gonna go slow, okay?” you nod, holding tightly onto his biceps. Sliding his tip through your walls, you freeze, body stiff, as tears sting your eyes. “Relax,” his voice grunts out. You try, you really do, but your body is just tense. Feeling every centimeter of his cock while it slowly slides in.

The tears escape your eyes with the pain of his girth stretching you out. “I’m sorry, Dovey. You can take it though. I’m only halfway.”

“Steve,” you whimper. “I’m okay,” with your reassurance, he sinks into you faster until he bottoms out. Holding his position, he kisses away your tears. “Such a good girl for me. You’re doing so well princess.”

“I’m glad it was you.” You and Steve have always been close. He was always so calm, and ready to uplift you if you were feeling down. “Okay, you can…” unable to finish your sentence, because Steve removes himself completely, before sinking back in. Hurting more this time than the first.

Wanting to distract you as he slowly pumps into your tight cunt, his lips kiss along yours. Even though your eyebrows are furrowed you return the kiss, needing the diversion, and Steve’s kisses are delicious. His soft pouty lips innocently peck against yours. Innocent despite the intimacy of his body inside of yours.

Soon the pain turns more into a pleasure. Your mind engulfed in everything that Steve is doing to your body. “You stretch around me perfectly,” your fingernails grip tightly into Steve’s back, creating crescent shapes in his skin, holding on tighter when he speeds up. “Need you to cum on my cock. I feel you getting close. Go on princess. Need it.”

His fingers wind down your body, quickly squeezing your nipple before coasting down to your swollen clit. Creating small circles on your pearl that match his thrusts. Wrapping your legs around his waist, you pull him down closer to you. Breathing onto one another until you whine in ecstasy, squeezing him so tightly he cums as well. Spurting deep into your velvety walls, and you nearly orgasm again as he fills you up.

Leaning up to look down at your sweat laden face, Steve smiles at your first-time glow. No matter what happens between the two of you, no one can take this away from you and him. He will always be your first. Your eyes heavy, you start to drift into a beautiful peaceful sleep. Bucky stands, neither one of you realizing when he had even entered, “You see fireworks, Dove?”

“Uh huh,” you answer, eyes still closed.

“Want me to wash you up?” you finally open your eyes looking at him. “No sex. Just want you to feel special. Afterwards we can all cuddle, okay?”

“Okay, Buck,” Steve removes his body from you. Watching intently as his cum and your blood fall out. With a quick hum at what he’s seeing you tilt up. Heat flushes your cheeks with embarrassment. Tears prickle your eyes.

“Dovey that’s normal. My cock stretched that tight little cunt of yours out. Don’t cry,” his fingers wipe away your tears.

“You promise?” you shakily ask him. Gasping for breath.

“Promise. Let Bucky take care of you, and I’ll clean up in here.”

His body fully pulls off of you, collapsing on the bed, panting up at the ceiling. His hand rests low on his stomach. You figured eventually there would be a team effort between these two. There wasn’t much they didn’t do together. Bucky lifts you up bridal style, and you feel more of Steve’s and yours cum drip out of you. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. I knew it would happen,” he nuzzles his stubbled face onto your heated skin. Walking into the bathroom where he had drawn a bath for you. He lowers you down slowly, and you hiss at the warmth touching your sensitive pussy. Relaxing only when your body adjusts to the intrusion. Bucky shushes you, rubbing a washcloth gently on your sticky skin. His cybernetic arm rubs across your face, the cool metal cooling you. “Our sweet girl. You’ve done so well. No one will touch you for a couple of days, okay?”

“Okay, Bucky. Thank you.”

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georgiapeach305132 · 3 years

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The North Princess & The Seven Men, Pt. 1, Steve Rogers

Summary: Prince Charles and Prince Curtis tell the men what Charles wants them to do. Steve is the first.

Pairings: Steve Rogers X Reader

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, first time, oral sex (F/M receiving), fingering, unprotected sex, cream pie, voyeurism (if you squint), implied threesome, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 2.7k

Prologue

“This is...” Steve begins, but is abruptly cut off by Lee Bodecker’s southern drawl.

“Absurd. Unheard of. What are you playing at? She’s betrothed to you.”

“Either do it, or the wedding is off,” Charles is overly full of himself. Slightly irritated that he’s having to even talk the men through this. “You have a month. I expect a full report. And I’ll be able to tell if the little...Dove, you call her?” he looks around the room of men, minus Jake Jensen who is with you at the market, all of them nod. Little Dove because of your purity, well for a while. “Right. Just make sure she’s good and ready to take her husband. Are we clear?”

“Thank you, gentleman. My brother will fetch her when it’s complete,” Charles stands, shaking each of the men’s hands, Curtis following directly behind.

Once the two princes leave Chris Beck looks to each of the men. “We don’t know if she’ll even agree to this. What happens if she doesn’t?”

“What are you trying to say?” he asks Colin harshly.

“I’m saying you like it rough. She can’t start off like that,” Colin laughs trying to deescalate the situation.

“I don’t want a virgin anyways,” Mike stands to go grab a drink. Stopping only to add, “So who gets her first. Who actually wants to corrupt her?”

“What happens if she doesn’t agree to this?” Steve asks. He is worried that she will say no. None of them offer to answer. “Let’s just hope for the best then.”

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“Yes, Little Dove?” with every syllable you feel his lips push up against yours, and you want him closer to you.

“H-hold on,” you tell him breathless. Steve stops his movement. Adjusting himself to hover over your body. Resting himself on his forearms his face is right at yours.

“You, okay?”

“I can’t breathe,” you move your head to the side, trying to slow your breathing. “Is everyone here?” suddenly the thought of everyone hearing and listening makes you nauseous.

“Just Bucky. He’s downstairs though,” Steve still lingers over you. His blue green eyes soft as he watches your face. “Little Dove, we can stop.”

“Wait, what?” you innocently ask. Your head raising up to peer down at the smiling Steve.

“I don’t think...this isn’t how you do it,” you slightly giggle.

“I know. Just relax. I want to make you feel good,” he continues his motions. Leaning back up to look at you, “Wanna taste?”

“What?” you choke out. Eyes owlish, and nearly blacked over with how dilated your pupils are.

The tears escape your eyes with the pain of his girth stretching you out. “I’m sorry, Dovey. You can take it though. I’m only halfway.”

“I’m glad it was you.” You and Steve have always been close. He was always so calm, and ready to uplift you if you were feeling down. “Okay, you can...” unable to finish your sentence, because Steve removes himself completely, before sinking back in. Hurting more this time than the first.

“Uh huh,” you answer, eyes still closed.

“Want me to wash you up?” you finally open your eyes looking at him. “No sex. Just want you to feel special. Afterwards we can all cuddle, okay?”

“Dovey that’s normal. My cock stretched that tight little cunt of yours out. Don’t cry,” his fingers wipe away your tears.

“You promise?” you shakily ask him. Gasping for breath.

“Promise. Let Bucky take care of you, and I’ll clean up in here.”

“Okay, Bucky. Thank you.”

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onsunnyside · 3 years

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𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨 𝙀𝙫𝙖𝙣𝙨 & 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 — 𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝘾𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨

Includes: Chris Evans - Steve Rogers - Ransom Drysdale - Andy Barber - Curtis Everett - Mr. Freezy (Robert Pronge) - Ari Levinson - Jake Jensen - Frank Adler - Johnny Storm - Colin Shea - "Me" - Mike Weiss - Jake Wyler

𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀 𝗘𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘀 & 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 ➺ 𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝘾𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨

╭ Read the warnings for each fic. Includes fics with non-Chris Evans characters. ╯

*New fics added! - #Galore Update*

Organized by author.

@andysbubba - four's company - ceo(s) au, andy barber, ari levinson, ransom drysdale

@angrythingstarlight -

[Call in Sick] - bucky barnes x reader, boss!andy [Disciplinary Action] - bucky barnes x reader, andy barber x reader

Wicked Little Games - mob au, bratty!reader x mafia!steve, reader x bodyguard!bucky, reader x bodyguard!andy barber

@avintagekiss24 -

[Paper] [Power] - ransom drysdale x black!reader x andy barber

We Loved With a Love That Was More Than Love - gang bang/multiple sex partners m/m/m/m/m/f, cult-like gathering, cult rituals, steve rogers x black!reader ; minor pairings: andy barber x black!reader, sam wilson x black!reader, ransom drysdale x black!reader, bucky barnes x black!reader

@awesomerextyphoon - Speculum Cupido - dark, dark!steve rogers x reader x dark!ransom drysdale

@captainapple - Whatever It Takes - dark, dark!andy barber x reader x dark!steve rogers

@darkficsyouneveraskedfor - Not The Only One - ex spouses, dark!andy, dark!jake jensen

@et-lesailes - spreading the sugar [1] [2] [3] - sugar daddy!andy & ransom drysdale (twins) x reader

@fairyevans - [Warm Welcomings] [House Warming Gifts] - carter baizen x reader, ransom drysdale x reader

@lahyene - Eavesdropping. - steve rogers x reader ft. johnny storm (as steve’s brother)

@navybrat817 - Overtime - jake jensen x reader, bucky barnes x reader

@nsfwsebbie - you better not shout, better not cry. - dark, dark!sebastian stan x reader, dark!bucky barnes x reader, dark!lee bodecker x reader, dark!charles blackwood x reader, dark!chris evans x reader, dark!steve rogers x reader, dark!ransom drysdale x reader, dark!andy barber x reader.

@ozarkthedog - Proviso - CEO!chris evans x reader, andy barber x reader

@river-soul - A Different Kind of Love - A/B/O, alpha!andy barber x omega!reader x beta!jake jensen

@saint-bvcky - to have & to hold - andy barber x bi!woc! reader, ransom drysdale x bi!woc!reader

@sinner-as-saint - Devilish. - drysdale twins (ransom & steve) x waitress!reader

@stargazingfangirl18 -

Afterthought - biker au, biker!andy barber x reader, biker!ari levinson x reader

[Dare] [Truth] [Consequences] - Consequences: andy barber x reader, past ransom drysdale x reader

Ensnared Masterlist - dark, ransom drysdale x reader, minor mr. freezy (robert pronge) x reader

Foursome w/Andy, Ransom, & nomad!Steve

Necessary Arrangements Masterlist - mob au, different reader x each character - andy barber, ari levinson, ransom drysdale

Ransom/Ari/Andy Foursome

Taken - dark, prison au, dark!andy barber x reader x dark!ransom drysdale x dark!steve rogers

@starryevermore - she gets the flowers - ransom drysdale x reader, steve rogers x reader

@strawbeariefaerie - As if! - dad's best friend!ari levinson x reader, ft. boyfriend!jake wyler × [black//woc]fem!reader

@sweetlyscared - A Simple Solution - soulmate au, andy barber x reader, ari levinson x reader, andy barber x reader x ari levinson

@the-iceni-bitch - Religious Kink with Jake and Colin

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