#the little supportive nudges between them both 😩

[dr0wninthefear]

your hair’s doing this like accidental (cute??) little thing

stop! it’s radio they can’t tell 😤

you look so emo 😀

x

[becca-e-barnes]

DBF! STUCKY!!!!!!!! GOD THEYD BE SO DOMINANT N VOCAL N TEASING???? PUTHY IS THR OBBI N G I NEED THIS AND I NEED IT NOW (but take your time ofc) 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️😭😭😩😩

OH WHYYYY HAVE WE NEVER TALKED ABOUT DBF!STUCKY BEFORE??

Bc that's so hot oh my god like the thought of them arguing over who can make you cum hardest? I haven't had flutters like this in a longgg time

Cause like?? These two? Fucking you until you can't think straight? Like can't even babble out their names? (Although I imagine dbf!bucky looks like Mickey and dbf!Steve looks like Ari but I'm too excited rn to look for/ make that gif)

And I'm thinking of you being like... just getting over your 4th orgasm and Steve is pulling out of you, fisting his cock until he’s painting your body in streams of hot cum. He wouldn’t dream of cumming inside you. He would only make you feel even wetter and sloppier and it would be harder for Bucky to last and he wouldn’t dream of this being anything but a fair competition. He wants to win but he knows he can earn it fair and square. No point having Bucky accuse him of cheating. Although a rematch is on Steve’s mind already

Your legs are fucking trembling as Steve grunts, his spend glistening on your skin, milking every last drop out before smirking at Bucky, letting him know it’s his turn to try again if he can handle it. But of course Bucky is up for the challenge.

He knows you can’t support yourself so he does it for you, pulling your back flush with his chest, one forearm braced in front of you to hold you there and his other hand spreading your folds, holding you between your legs while his cock slips in and out of you.

“God, think you’re enjoying this way too much, princess. You like being played with like this? You like being passed between your dad’s friends? Cause it sure looks like it. You’ve gone all silly on Bucky’s cock. He’s big, isn’t he? Bet it feels nice having him stretch you out like that. He nudges that little sweet spot inside you just right.” Steve is an absolute picture in front of you. He’s intently watching Bucky pound you with a smug smirk on his face. His forehead is sweaty, his muscles are bulging and he has one hand lazily tugging his hardening cock while the other rolls his balls that somehow still feel far too full.

“Think Stevie’s right, angel. You’ve been swapped between us for hours now and it’s still not enough for you. Guess it’s hard though, isn’t it? Cumming and cumming and still not feeling full. Stevie wasted a nice big load over your tummy. Bet it would’ve felt so much better inside you. Fillin’ you up. Drippin’ out of you while I fuck you. You’re just cum hungry, that’s why you can’t stop.” He knows he’s nailed it. You’re far too desperate for at least one of them to fill you up.

“P-please. Y-you both win. W-want you both. At the same time.” You manage to babble out in between Bucky’s pounding thrusts. Bucky’s eyes widen at your little admission while Steve’s flutter shut, his hand clamping around the base of his cock to stop him from spilling from just the suggestion.

And that’s how you end up with Bucky in your pussy while Steve takes your ass. Everything is just so much more intense. Someone is rubbing your clit with two fingers, there’s a hand playing with each of your nipples and another hand on your neck but you have no clue which hands belong to which man and you don’t particularly care.

“O-oh my god, you feel perfect, y’know that? Feel like heaven.” Bucky groans, losing it far too fast because you’ve been even wetter since Steve slipped into you, if that’s even possible.

“So tight. Fuck, can hardly move. Got her stuffed so full.” Steve sobs and he’s not even sure that you’ve stopped cumming since they began to fuck you in tandem.

The hand that’s on your neck reaches up, two thick fingers slipping into your mouth and you’re not even embarrassed at how quickly you begin to suck on them. Your moans are a little more stifled but somehow, just as loud and erotic and both men know one more orgasm might be enough for you but it’s nowhere near enough for them

[writingsbychlo]

Hi Chlo! For the dialog thingy, can I request Thomas (from canon tmr):

“It’ll be alright angel, we’re here together.”

Thank you!!

hurt myself a little with this one tbh. I miss newt 😩

“Hey, you-.” You jumped, violently, fingers clenching in the ground either side of your hips as the sunset you’d been watching so intently had been interrupted, peace and quiet shattered. “-crap, sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“Y’know, when you sneak up on people, scaring them is kinda’ a by-product.” He smiled a little, knowing you weren’t really all that mad at him, and as your fingers released the ground, strands of grass raising up once again, he wandered over. 

“In my defence, I tripped over a rock up the hill. I figured you’d heard me.”

“That was your cry? I thought one of the kids was playing on the beach.” He scowled, his eyes rolling but it didn’t last long, lips forming the usual smile you knew so well. It was one you’d seen only on a handful of occasions, always when you were alone, and it meant so much more than words could ever say. it meant love, and support, and always having someone to rely on. “Some runner you are, how did you ever save us, wonder-boy?”

His elbow came out, nudging into your side playfully, but he let out a wistful sigh. “I didn’t save all of us.”

There it was. He knew exactly why you were here. 

He always knew why you were here, because if there was anything other than the sunset that this particular spot on the cliff had, it was a clear spot out across the beach, to the same rock with your best friend’s name carved onto it. 

“Well, nobody’s perfect.”

“Newt was.” Thomas sighed, and you scoffed a laugh at him. 

“No, he wasn’t. He was a damn pain in my ass, and always thought he knew best, and he was stubborn as hell, and he sucked at tying knots. You’d think three years in a maze woulda’ helped.” Your throat felt raw, words trailing off toward the end, and when Thomas’ fingers smoothed up along your spine, before nudging under your arm at your waist and pulling you closer, you gave no resistance. “He was also funny, and he made me laugh, and he was really fuckin’ smart. Most of the time, he did know best. I should have told him that more often. When I felt like I had absolutely nobody else, I had him.”

“You’ve still got me.” Honey laced his voice, and you gave him a weak laugh, settling a little closer into his side, the warmth that made everything else feel cold, staring at at the pastel colours sinking lower and lower across the sky. “It’ll be alright, angel. We’re here together.”

“Yeah, we are..” If there was anyone else who’d always been there, it was Thomas. It was different. He wasn’t just your best friend, he wasn’t just a pain in your ass with a ridiculous saviour complex, but he was so much more. From the very moment you’d met him, twinkling eyes filled with rage, huffing for breath and staring down at you as you’d gone crashing into the ground, something deep within you had said him. “You’re always here with me, Tommy.”

“Of course, I am, where else would I b-” Your lips pressed to his, gently at first, feeling the way he tensed up under your touch. Only a second later, he was pressing back. 

Something between a sigh, and a moan, and a soft little whimper as his hands came up to grip at your face. Warm, calloused palms, and lips that were unrelenting, a kiss that made your head spin and your lugs burn, and even when you pulled back you couldn’t stay away, until you felt like you might actually pass out if you didn’t take a real breath. 

He took barely a second before his lips were pressing to your cheeks, and your jaw, and you were giggling a little at the rough scrape of stubble threatening to break through along his face. When he pulled back up, it was to steal another kiss from your lips, forehead resting against your own, noses brushing together each time he dipped a little. “Well, shit, sweetheart.”

“Newt would be giving us so much shit right now.” Silence fell between you both for a second, before a deep and raspy laugh was blowing free from him, a pretty smile to follow as he pulled back, tucking you neatly under his arm once again.

“I told you she was into you, Thomas.” He did his best to impersonate his late-friend’s accent. “If you ever listened to me.”

Clearing your throat, you figured you’d give it your best go, too. “Can you two just put us all out of our misery already? The tension is suffocating me.”

“We didn’t have that much tension.” Thomas looked incredulous even at the insinuation, and you scoffed. “Right, fine, well.. it’s not my fault. You were always just lookin’ so beautiful. Nobody should look that good in the scorch. You made me wonder whether being out there was even that bad, when that’s where I found you.”

“Stop sweet talkin’ me and just kiss me already.” 

“Don’t have to tell me twice.”