#you’re so hot 🥵

[yonglixx]

they want Felix to show his abs 🙈

[beauvertime]

AXEL JONSSON FJÄLLBY

[rosicheeks]

Tying/handcuffing you

Orgasm denial

Overstimulation

Breeding (but no babies)

Tying/handcuffing -

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

Orgasm denial -

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

Overstimulation -

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

Breeding (no babies)

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

[longlivelindanny]

DO NOT REPOST/STEAL. MY EDIT

[banglatown]

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[keisprettybird]

Denki’s head tips back and he groans as he gets closer and closer to his orgasm, body shuddering and he accidentally activates his quirk and shocks you with the barest amount of electricity

-Denki⚡️

My free hand comes up in surprise, gripping onto his thigh as the current literally jolts me. As the electricity fades though I can’t help but groan around him, the idea of him losing control making even more arousal pool low in my gut and more wetness pool in my panties.

[puthyflapps]

dude im stoked i can't wait to read the response those asks. make it 5k i don't mind. just put the majority of it under a cut ✂️ if you don't wanna post it on ao3

Let’s temper our expectations because I feel like it’s not as good as what you think it is 💀💀

To me, it feels long because my brain had to like think of every detail and also I’m a slow reader rip😭😭😭😭 but I just feel like everyone else is gonna read it in 5 seconds. Also I haven’t written like a drabble/one shot in a hot minute so prayers up for your big dog

[inklore]

why do i feel like marc spector has a daddy kink, but steven has a bit of a mommy kink, that subby lil baby, and both are suuuper hot godddd i need JESUS 🥵

if you need jesus then i need an exorcism because bestie you did not lie here, you only told straight facts and they are going straight to my coochie, consuming it, taking over, i’m unhinged, feral and fertile for these men PLEASE

18+ ONLY MINORS DNI.

this man is completely alpha/dom so it just MAKES SENSE that he would have a daddy kink ok, but not to mention possessive kink in the sense that he wants to protect you at all costs and it comes off intense and unhinged.

and that follows into the bedroom for sure!

like he the ‘get on your knees and beg me to fuck you’ type, and if you don’t do it to his liking, when he wants just a little more, wants to really believe that you want his cock and you’re so needy for it, he grabs your jaw “we both know you can do better than that.”

and what follows next could go one of two ways: one being, he keeps you on your knees, takes out his cock and telling you he needs see how bad you want it, grips a handful of your hair to bend your neck just a little further. tells you to stick out your tongue, rubbing the tip against it once you do, his mouth open, eyes so dark—almost angry looking—when you stare up at him as you roll your tongue around the head, the hiss he lets out is deep and gravely. 

this is not a man who would want a ‘normal’/soft blowjob, no he wants to fuck your mouth, he wants to leave spit and drool running down your chin, a pool of it on the floor, “good girl, open wider, we both know you can, you wanted Daddy’s cock didn’t you?” you would be making a mess on it, your throat so hoarse, your scalp burning from how hard he is gripping your hair, the snap of his hips so fast and rough that his balls are slapping against your chin.

and fuck if he doesn't think you look so beautiful like this, full of him, a fucking mess over it, your eyes filled with tears a silent beg in them that he may or may not listen to, depending on how much of a giving mood he’s in.

but also secondly, if the above didn't happen: I imagine he would bring you to the precipice of coming over and over again until tears brim at your eyes.

his hand around your throat (this man has a choking kink it’s canon ok), your back pressed to the bed, your legs dangling over the edge, Marc stood between them as he fingers your pussy fast and rough, the sounds of your wetness and cries filling the room, his thumb pressing hard on your clit but not moving, not giving you that extra stimulation that you need to cum. 

“what happened to your begs? thought you wanted this cock? thought you wanted to be a good girl for me.” Marc laughing, smirking, “your pussy wants it, you’re so wet, you’re a fucking mess.”

this man loves dirty talk, but it’s at the right moment, the right time, and it’s only ever used to drive you even more wild: “no one can fuck you better than me,” followed up by soft kisses to your neck and lips once you’ve said his name (or daddy).

AND when you finally fuck its either excruciatingly passionate to the point where your body aches from his weight being on top of you for so long; the slow, hard, and sharp drive of his his hips and cock, your lips completely bruised, your neck littered with bite and suck marks.

or it’s rough, hard, fast, hair pulling, his back completely marred up from your nails, him saying the filthiest things in your ear. its like most things he does: intense, him losing himself completely in your moans and cries, making you cum over and over again on his cock, reminding you just as he’s about to cum that he loves you, that he’s got you, that you’re his.

i wouldn't say he’s big when it comes to aftercare but he definitely checks in with you, pulls you to his chest, runs his fingers along the bruises he’s left on your body, presses soft kisses to them.

but i also think he has a spit kink, any way to have you completely full of him, remind you that it’s him, let you know that you are his. and pussy slapping? absolutely. 

and as a bonus let me tell you that this man is not a jealous person, would never get jealous, but if he saw another guy try to aggressively put the moves on you he would act first and think later. does not hesitate to show you his anger (in the bedroom too). and if anyone ever did hurt you, well, he’s not called murder!daddy for nothing.

and then Steven is the COMPLETE opposite ok, this boy would be the one on his knees for YOU.

he’d be leaned up on his knees, his mouth trailing soft kisses across your thighs, his palms skating up the backs of them. when he finally reaches the apex of your thigh he’d look up at you, his mouth literally watering, eyes doe-like as he asks you if he can taste you.

and upon your nod he’d let out a satisfied whimper, swallow, mewl when he feels your fingers in his hair (he has a hair pulling kink) and when his tongue snakes out and makes contact with your wetness the both of you have a matched weak moan.

and since this man is subby/aims to please, wants to hear your moans, feel you against every part of him (with his mouth, fingers, cock) he would completely lose himself between your thighs, would be a complete mess, would make you cum again and again until you have to pull him off of you.

“sorry,” he’ll say weakly, press a kiss to your hip, look up at you dazed and hungry.

one position he loves THE MOST is you on top of him, your breasts in his face, closer, and easier for him to put his mouth on them. sucking on your nipples, squeezing them between his palms. his wet lips leaving marks across the tops of them, over your chest and collarbone.

he would leave marks from his fingers digging into your thighs, or your hips from how hard he would grip them as he watched you ride him, as he watched his cock move in and out of your cunt, “you’re so beautiful”.

this man would give you so many affirmations in the bedroom, would let you know how good he feels, ask you if you feel good, he just wants to hear you, every moan, whimper, word, he needs to hear you or he will literally go insane.

if you ever wrapped your hand around his throat a pathetic whimper would fall from his lips. the action making his hips buck up into you, make him feel completely used, completely loved when you would bend down and press your lips to his telling him you want him to cum inside of you, telling him much of a good boy he’s being, how much you love him.

you’d drive him absolutely insane!

and on nights when he’s completely lost in the pleasure he’ll whisper those words, “mommy” against your flesh, will beg you to go faster, harder, to “please fuck me” and “please, can I cum?” 

i also think this man would be the best one to have slow, soft, sex with.

like this would be the moments where he would feel most in control; him on top of you, lots of kissing and eye contact, smiling, you moving the hair out of his face, “I love you, Steven.”

him whispering the same back but in French, followed by other beautiful French words, sayings, sentences whispered into your ear, your skin, on your lips. his hips moving so slow and languid, the morning sun shining in and making the two of you start to sweat, but you don't want it to end, don't want to stop, to tear away from each other to turn on the ac, don't want to break this connection.

the passion of it, the love, Steven’s hot breath on your neck, his hands cupping your breasts, your chin to move your lips to his, your cheek as he looks down at you like you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.

and after he would bring you a cup of tea, would want to have you as close as possible.

also bonus (again): imagine this man reciting poems while he eats you out? muffled and hungry but declaring his love for you in other than just his tongue, or even him reading poetry to you AFTER?? I'm weak!

[uzumakiramen]

⁂ they walk in on you changing [team kakashi]⁂

team guy ver.

fem! reader.

warnings; curse words.

NOT PROOFREAD!!

a/n; happy early Valentine’s Day everyone!! hope you enjoy

naruto

awww this poor kid 😭

your team and team kakashi had a day off so you all decided to go to a bathhouse

there was no mixed bathing

so while you, sakura, and your sensei were in the girl’s section, naruto, sasuke, kakashi and your 2 other teammates were in the guys section

you were the first to get out of the bath claiming that you had been boiled enough for one day and you went inside to go get dressed

and right as you drop your towel and start to put on your underwear naruto just barges into the room

he was only wearing a towel too

“hey y/n you wanna go get ramen with me and-”

you immediately cover yourself back with your towel while his eyes widened in shock and his face turned beet red😳😳

it may have been the first time in his life that he ever fallen silent

“OH SHIT Y/N!!! IM SORRY I DIDNT KNOW YOU WERE NAKED!!”

“IT’S FINE JUST GET OUT” you yell frantically

sakura ended up walking in right when Naruto started to leave and proceeded to beat him to the ground for “peeping” on you

he swears to her it was an accident!!! and it truly was!!!

but she sure as hell did not believe him😔

sasuke

sasuke is fast and clever and he may be the last of the uchiha clan or whatever

but sometimes he’s a little stupid 😐

you and team kakashi were out on a mission and naruto pushed you into a river by accident🗿🗿

so now completely drenched, you guys had to stop at this hotel so that you could change and you could all take a break

while you’re in the middle of changing, sasuke just walks into the room, completely forgetting to knock

and he just stops in his tracks

he came in to tell you that the rest of the team was going to go get some food

but seeing you without clothing just made his mind go blank

“AHHH SASUKE GET OUT‼️” you screamed and threw your sopping wet clothes at his face

the boy was too stunned to speak

he left just as quickly as he walked in 🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️

with your wet clothes still on his head😭😭

and when he goes back to the team they all look at him like this: 🤨🤨

“why are you all looking at me like that??” he asks

“becuz y/n’s wet bra is on your head.” sakura says before snatching it off his head and running back up to give it back to you

“so you and y/n huh?? 😏”

“shut up naruto‼️”

sakura

this would probably never EVER HAPPEN with sakura

becuz she actually has the sense to KNOCK first🙄

“hey y/n, can I come in??”

“yeah in a sec I’m changing!”

“ok let me know when you’re done!”

but if it does happen

she quickly turns around and covers her eyes

“y/n I’m so so so sorry” she says as her face turns completely bright red😳

she literally won’t stop apologizing until you physically turn her around so that she can see that you’re done changing😭😭

“sakura it’s okay! don’t worry about it!☺️”

she still feels embarrassed tho

kakashi

best ninja in the village, cognitive and physical abilities on 10, sharpest nose ever, instincts thru the mf roof, possesses the goddamn sharingan!!

and yet he still managed to make a fool out of himself 😭

it happened when he came back from one of his missions

as soon as he entered the village, he went straight to your place hoping to surprise you which is exactly what happened lol

kakashi climbed in through your bedroom window all smooth criminal like, expecting you to be asleep or something

but he was actually greeted with the sight of you in your underwear riffling thru your drawers looking for some pajamas

he got a bit flustered because damn you’re hot🥵 and it’s been so long since he’s seen you and ended up falling from your window sill face-first

which effectively scared the shit out of you!!!

“JESUS KAKASHI, WHEN DID YOU GET BACK⁉️”

“uuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhh hehe”

he can’t even form words 😭😭

he just strung out on the ground, completely dazed

after getting over your initial shock, you just giggle and shrug at him before continuing to look for something to wear

©2022 copyright. all rights reserved. @uzumakiramen .

[stranger-nightmare]

okay okay, so like Matt Murdock comes home after a long night of legal work. to help him unwind you do everything for him. undress him, kiss him, blow him, ride him even. but you're teasing him the entire time, while you're on top he can't take the teasing anymore, flips you two over and just uses you to take out his stress 🥴🥵🥴🥵

𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬

Pairings: Matt Murdock x (female) Reader

Summary: Matt’s had a long and stressful night at work, you decide to make him feel better

Warnings: fluff, smut, oral (m receiving), penetrative sex (m+f), cockwarming, the tiniest mention of injuries, minors DNI

A/N: ummm not me reading this ask whilst I was in the middle of dinner with my parents and nearly choking on my lasagne, Abby are you trying to kill me??😮‍💨🥵💀 Umm so yeah I just had to turn this into a full oneshot bc omfg yes this is so hot! Everyone say thank you @mothdruid for the idea😌 hope you all like this, it’s my first time properly writing for Matt!!✨🖤💫

This is for people 18+ only. Minors do not read on. If you click ‘keep reading’ you are hereby agreeing that you are 18 or older.

You’re woken up by the sound of keys rattling in the front door. You hear a deep sigh as Matt crosses the threshold of your shared apartment. You hear him toss his keys aside before slamming the door shut harshly and heading into the living room. He slumps on the sofa, loosening and removing his tie, letting his head fall to the back of the sofa. You come sleepily padding out from the bedroom wearing nothing but one of Matt’s shirts. Matt doesn’t even lift his head as you walk in.

“Hey” you greet him.

“Sorry,” he huffs, “I didn’t mean to wake you.”

You were used to him coming home at any hour of the morning, whether it be returning from work or from daredevil-ing around the city.

“It’s alright. You okay baby?” You ask as you move to sit next to him on the sofa.

Even from here you can feel the tension, the anger sitting in him, his muscles tensed and coiled despite his seemingly relaxed position. You reach an arm out to caress the back of his head, stroking his nape gently. He sighs again, but this time a little more contentedly as he revels in the feeling of your nails scratching at his scalp lightly, his body relaxing the slightest bit.

“Just been a long night” he mumbles. “A long, infuriating, and stressful night.”

You hum an acknowledgment as you continue to play with his hair. You knew he’d only tell you as much as he wanted to so there was never any real reason to keep prodding him. So you decided the best thing you could do was just to provide comfort and help him relax. You move your hand from his scalp to his face, gently brushing over his cheek with your knuckles. You trace the bruise on his cheekbone from a few nights ago. Your fingers trail over his face, to his lips, outlining them gently.

You then trail down his neck, you fingers moving in a haphazard swirling motion over his skin. You trace the skin exposed at the top of his loosened dress shirt.

You then shift on the sofa, swinging a leg over until you’re straddling Matt’s lap. His hands immediately find their way to your hips.

“What are you doing?” He grumbles.

“I’m just helping you relax a little” you shrug. “Helping get rid of some of that stress."

He just responds by squeezing your hips slightly, his thumb beginning to rub small circles on your hip bones. You reach up and gently take the red glasses from his face, carefully placing them aside. You then lean forwards and begin to cover every inch of Matt’s face with the softest of kisses. You kiss all over his forehead, his temples, his cheeks, his nose, your lips ghosting over his eyelids as they flutter shut. Your hands return to his hair as you comb your fingers through it softly, again scratching his scalp with your nails. He sighs, so quietly you almost miss it. You start to feel the tension in his body ease up slightly beneath your touch.

You continue to attack his face with kisses as you slide your hands down his neck, tucking in underneath the open collar of his shirt. Your hands glide over his collarbones before you reach the top button of his shirt. Your hands move swiftly but softly as you undo the buttons, opening his shirt. You rake your nails down his chest, a small groan. eliciting from him. He takes the opportunity to move his head so his lips are angled with yours, pushing them lightly against you. You kiss him back slowly. It’s a light and gentle kiss, your lips just barely brushing together.

But you don’t let him kiss you too long before you’re moving your lips back to kissing his skin again, this time moving to kiss along his jaw towards the skin beneath his ear. When you get to his pulse point, the point you know just makes him weak, you nip at the skin lightly, smoothing over your bite with your tongue. He groans again beneath you. You carry on kissing and nipping all over his neck as you push his open shirt and blazer off his shoulders. His arms leave your hips briefly as he manoeuvres himself out of his clothes, his hands quickly finding their way back to you, this time to push against your back, pulling you in closer to him.

He rubs up and down your back with his palms as you litter his skin with kisses. Your hips begin to rock ever so slightly against his. You can feel him getting semi-hard beneath you. Your hands are roaming all over his bare chest. A sharp inhale sounds from him as you brush over one of his most recent cuts just below his ribs on the left side.

“Oh shit, sorry” you whisper quickly whilst sitting up, your actions freezing whilst you assess if he’s okay. He just shakes his head, his grip on your back tightening again.

“No it’s okay, it’s fine” he reassures you, pulling you down towards him. His lips find yours again briefly. This kiss is more sure, still soft and slow, but not quite as gentle as before. Your hips start to grind into him again as he groans into your mouth.

Before long though you break the kiss again, this time to rid yourself of your, well his, shirt, leaving you in nothing but your underwear. Your lips then return to their movement across his neck and collarbones. His hands find you again, roaming over your newly exposed skin, groping and squeezing at your breasts.

You sink lower, your lips ghosting across his chest, kissing along the scars that cover his pectoral muscles. You move your hips back, sliding yourself down and off his legs until you’re kneeling on the floor in front of him. You just keep kissing him, every single inch of his exposed torso making contact with your lips at one point or another. Your lips move across his chest, his stomach, kissing each ab as they flex with his ragged breathing. You kiss the lines on either side of his hips where they angle towards where you know he wanted you most.

You can see he’s fully hard now as his cock tents in his suit pants. You kiss just below his belly button and feel him rut his hips against you. You then spread his legs with your hands as they slide up his thighs. His head is thrown back again, his eyes squeezed shut in anticipation.

You undo his belt, swiftly followed by his pants buckle. He lifts his hips as you tug his pants and boxers off him, freeing his hardened cock and leaving him completely naked on the sofa. You kiss his thighs as you move upwards now. You can hear a groan mixed with a sigh leave Matt when you finally place a kiss to the tip of his dick.

You swirl your tongue around his head, flicking your tongue into his slit. He hisses and pushes his hips up again. You oblige his silent request and finally take him into your mouth. You feel satisfied at the loud moan that sounds from him as you push your head down as far as you can on his dick, his tip hitting the back of your throat. His body sinks into the sofa as you bob your head up and down, sucking as you go, your tongue flattening against the underside of his dick, swirling around the vein that runs along his length. His one hand finds its way to your hair, wrapping it in a makeshift ponytail in his hand as he guides your mouth up and down his dick.

You take your hand and stroke the base of him, any part that you couldn’t fit into your mouth you pumped with your hand. You hum as you increase your pace, Matt groaning in response, the vibrations from your mouth rolling through his body deliciously. You enjoy the way his stomach is pulled taught with every ragged breath he takes, his hips jerking up into your mouth as he fucks your face softly.

“Fuck baby” he sighs. “Uhh, you feel so good” he whines, his teeth digging into his lower lip.

You can tell he’s getting close, his hips jerking more haphazardly, his fist tightening in your hair. You suck him a few more times before you pull your mouth off him, leaving him on the precipice of release.

“Fuck” he swears harshly as he releases your head, his fists pounding into the sofa on either side of him. “Why’d you stop?” He whines.

“Shhhh” is all you whisper as you stand to pull your own panties off. You begin to kiss your way back up his body, settling yourself back in his lap. His aching cock digs into your inner thigh as you pepper his face with kisses again.

“Shhh baby, I’m gonna take care of you” you murmur against his skin. You reach down between your bodies and grab his dick in your hand. You gently guide him towards your entrance before slowly sinking down onto him. The two of sigh in sync as he finally sheaths himself inside you.

But you don’t move, not yet. You simply sit with him inside you as you kiss him over and over and over again, all over any and every inch of skin that you could reach. He whines beneath your touch, his hips writhing under yours, desperate for you to move. But you don’t, not for a while, you just keep him sat inside you. You slowly start to feel the anger and frustration bubble up inside him again, the muscles of his chest going taught, his jaw tightening.

And that’s when you finally decide to let him have his way. You begin to rock against him the tiniest bit, just the slightest of movements, enough to feel pleasure, but not enough for it to actually get either of you anywhere. You then move your lips to his ear.

“Use me, baby. Take out your stress on me” you purr.

You feel the muscles in his neck go taught as he attempts to restrain himself, his fingers digging roughly into the flesh of your thighs.

“No” he says shortly. “I don’t want to hurt you."

You shake your head, trailing kisses over his neck again.

“It’s okay Matt, you can use me. Take out your frustrations, it’s okay” you encourage him, nipping at his neck a bit harder. He groans again, his hands tensing on your hips with the effort of restraint.

“Come on, it’s okay” your lips trail up to his ear again. “Just use me. Fuck me, Matty” you whisper huskily, biting and pulling at his earlobe.

And that��s all it takes for him to lose the last of his resolve. His hands grip you painfully tight as he flips you over, pinning you to the sofa. He towers above you as he slots himself back inside you in one fluid motion. You cry out as he begins to set a ruthless pace, his body dwarfing you, his hips colliding with yours over and over harshly. His grunts are loud in your ear as he fucks himself into you, letting out all the anger and stress of the night as he loses himself in your tight cunt.

He pulls your one leg up, hooking it over his back, angling himself even deeper inside your cunt. You gasp at the sensation of the new angle, his cock hitting that sweet spot hidden inside you. Now it’s his turn to have his lips all over your neck and throat. His kisses are sloppy and rushed, a clash of his teeth and tongue on your skin. Your nails are raking down his back, leaving long red marks in their wake. His hisses at the sting of air that whips over your fresh scratches.

His pace quickens even further as he starts to feel your walls tightening around him, knowing your climax wasn’t far off. He shoves a hand between your bodies, his fingers finding your clit, rubbing you as you’re pushed over the edge into pure bliss. He covers your mouth with his own just in time to swallow the moans that escape you as you clench over his cock. Your moaning and whimpering is like music to his sensitive ears, aiding him in reaching his own climax. He shudders above you as his pace finally comes to jerky halt as he spills inside you. His mouth hangs open just above yours, your breathes mixing as you both revel in your highs.

Matt has the faintest of smiles on his lips as he collapses on top of you, his head resting on your bare chest, his cock softening slowly where it still sat inside you. The two of you lay like this for a while, a fine layer of sweat on your bodies, your breathing heavy. Your hands are playing over his skin again, tracing swirls and patterns over his back, his face, your hands running through his hair again. Neither one of you daren’t move, both of you relishing the sheer softness and intimacy of the moment. You smile to yourself as you feel his entire body relax, you knew it wouldn’t be long until he was asleep. And honestly you’d let him, you’d let him fall asleep here, on the sofa, still on top of you, still inside of you.

“You feel better now?” You murmur after another short while. He twists his head upwards, humming into your neck, kissing you softly.

“Much” he confirms.

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[mrs-march-ahs]

Can you do 48, 43, 5, where the reader (female) is Kit’s babysitter? but the reader is super shy and reserved and Kit finds her innocence amusing. 🥵

Kit Walker Getting Rough With His Babysitter (you!)

Summary- Kit's family has welcomed you in as the babysitter. But Kit welcomes you in as something more.

Warnings- filthy, filthy smut😋 Kit being a little rougher than usual but it's still hot, fingering, squirting and seggsy s3x Words- 2.3k, gets into smut fairly quickly

I didn't use the word prompts, I hope that's okay with you. I started rewatching Asylum and got Kit feels so I neeeeded to write something asap <3

Enjoy :D

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You lay down the last cleaned plate and dry your hands on a kitchen towel nearby, stepping to the side to take a peek at Julia outside. When you picked her up from school today, she insisted that her new friend comes home with her to play. Their parents didn’t seem to have an issue with that, and since Mr Walker was very relaxed when it came to raising his kids, you didn’t think he’d mind.

You look around the kitchen before glancing at the clock, making a mental note of when to go and pick Thomas up after his football practice. He’s been playing a lot recently, so you hoped his dad wouldn’t mind if you went to his game on Saturday to watch him too. You’d become very close to the kids, and you felt like a part of the family, despite just being the babysitter. Or as Julia and Thomas called you, the Big Kid Sitter, since they hated being called babies.

You cleaned up dishes after making Julia and her new friend a snack, so you open in the fridge and start making dinner. The Walkers were pretty eco-friendly and mostly ate the things from their own farm and land, so you start cooking with the vegetables that had grown just outside the window.

You weren’t cooking for long before you heard the front door open, and Mr Walker walk in. He kicks off his work boots and takes off his work gloves. You turn around to smile at him.

“Good afternoon”

He smiles at you wide before throwing the gloves on the coffee table.

“Good afternoon”, he repeats back to you.

“Do you want me to put them in the laundry? I was going to do a load after dinner”, you ask, referring to the gloves. Kit did his absolute best handling everything around the house, but you wanted to help the most you could.

“Hey, you’re just the babysitter, let me worry about everything else”. You smile and nod, going back to cutting ingredients on the kitchen island, for the food you were still going to make.

“Although, dinner sounds delicious”, Kit says, looking at your body up and down. You look back at him blankly. You were never sure whether Kit meant to come off flirty and charming, or if he didn’t notice how he made you feel.

The dirty way he looked at you as he said delicious made your thighs tingle, but you ignore it, assuming he didn’t mean more than he said.

Kit walks over to your side and looks out the window.

“Where are the kids?”

“Thomas is still at school”. Kit nods. “And Julia is outside with a friend from school”

Kit nods once more. “Maya?”

“No, a new friend”, you look at Kit and hold back a smile. “Eric”

Kit raises his eyebrows, and looks out the window to look at his daughter running around with a little boy, chasing chickens in the backyard.

“Hope they ain’t kissin”. Kit’s accent came through the most when there was emotion in his voice. It made you bite your lip to hold back a wider smile. You turn around to him and put an arm around his shoulder to relax him.

“They aren’t, I’m keeping an eye on them”

Kit puts his arms on the sink and leans forward to take a good look at them, allowing all the muscles in his arms to reveal themselves. The muscles that every day turn wenches and pick up heavy toolboxes. You let your arm slide down his shoulder to touch his arm as subtly as you could.

“Although, they are playing mommies and daddies”, you say biting your lip once more, not sure whether Kit will like what he hears.

Kit turns to look at you and you raise your eyebrows. “Julia told me herself, they’re pretending the chickens are their kids”.

Kit sighs and turns around, leaning against the sink and parallel to you. The tips of your toes almost touch with how close you’re standing, between the kitchen island and the counter.

“They grow up too fast”, he says and smiles sadly. “She’s way too young to be playing mommies and daddies”

“I don’t think it’s serious yet, they’re chasing the chickens telling them it’s bedtime”, you laugh, hoping for Kit to loosen up. Although, if he were mad at your remark, you had an idea how he could take it out on you.

Kit stays silent for a minute, not too amused by what you said, instead deep in thought. You respectfully turn around and go back to cooking, letting him think.

But only a few seconds later, you feel his presence even closer behind you. You feel his breath against your shoulders as he opens his lips to speak.

He hesitates, making you wait and the impatient butterflies in your stomach flutter around faster. When the tip of his nose is touching your temple, he finally whispers.

“If anybody is old enough to be playing mommies and daddies, it’s us, don’t you think?”, he raises his eyebrow in natural question, as if what he’s suggesting isn’t filthy.

Your lips part with a silent gasp as you turn your head to try and look him in the eye, wanting to see if he’s serious or not. But your gaze never makes it to his eyes, stopping at his lips and never going further. The longer you stare the more you notice the edges of his lip curving into a smirk.

The kids outside run away further, taking their giggles and footsteps with them, leaving the kitchen and house completely silent. Kit mirrors your eyes, looking down at your lips. You gently lay the knife down on the cutting board and gulp quietly. You wonder whether Kit heard how nervous you were, or how hard your heart was pounding, or how much your heat throbbed.

Your questions were left unanswered when Kit pressed his lips against yours, sliding his hands on your waist and pulling you close. He pushes you against the kitchen island and you obediently let him. He kisses you again, deeper and hungrier, sucking your bottom lip in and savouring the taste and warmth of it. You waver, moving your hands first to lay gently on his shoulders, but quickly pulling them around his neck, trying to bring him closer to you. You tug and pull on each other as if you yearn to become one, desperate to feel skin to skin contact already that is still being blocked by your clothes.

Kit’s hand roam your body as he engulfs you in his kiss, moving his hand to brush through your hair, holding the back of your head as he speeds up, sucking in your tongue and lips eagerly. He no longer holds his breath, panting against your lips, making you melt against his body.

Any apprehension on your side dissolves with Kit’s other hand sliding to your ass, cupping it and digging his fingers into your cheek harder than expected. You can’t help but whimper against his mouth as he does so, feeling the immediate affect of your noises on the buldge pressed up against you. His hardening cock rubs against your clothed thighs just enough for you to realise how wet you were for him already. Kit must feel the same, as he moves his lips onto your neck, kissing gently once or twice before sucking harshly.

“Kit”, you whimper. “I need-”

He barks against your ear, “What? What do you need?”

His deep voice and sexy accent made you stutter even more.

He brushes his lips against yours, repeating, “What do you need?”, before biting your bottom lip lightly and tugging on it. When he lets go and it snaps back to place, you gasp and look at him. The hungry lust in his eyes made them black.

“You”, you finally choke out. You pull at his shirt, so needy that you struggle to take it off yourself, just pulling and lifting it. “Here, now”

Kit pulls his shirt off and throws it on the counter before ripping your pants down with your underwear. When his hands make their way back up your body after taking them off, they meet the bottom of your shirt and pull it off in one quick motion. It ends up somewhere on the floor, but you don’t care where.

The hand that Kit had on your ass returns to its position, grabbing a fistful of your ass and turning you around. He pushes up against your bare ass with the buldge in his pants and kisses your shoulder.

“Is this what you want?”, he rubs his tent between your cheeks. You nod desperately.

“Are you ready for that?”, Kit teases against your neck.

“Mm”, you moan, nodding again.

Kit pushes the chopping board in front of you away, almost letting it fall to the floor. Once he has space, he picks you up and puts you on the counter, bent over for him. You accept, pressing your boobs against the cold counter making your nipples harden, and looking back at Kit slightly.

He puts his rough hands on your thighs, spreading them to see your pussy. He groans when he sees how turned on you are, and gently blows on your arousal. The unexpectedly soft action makes you shiver and Kit chuckles, before quickly returning to his dominant self.

He spits on your pussy and uses his pointer and middle finger to rub it around you. Even the minimal touch finally in the place you want it, makes you close your eyes and hum in pleasure.

However, the tender caresses end when Kit plunges his two fingers into your pussy.

“Kit!”, you cry out.

Kit exhales in satisfaction at how soaked you are, before moving his fingers deeper into you. He points them up and curls them, digging around your walls. You rest your face on the counter, completely in his control as his slender fingers rhythmically curl. Kit clearly knows what he’s doing, purposely moving his whole hand, thrusting and probing his fingers at your sensitive ridge.

He suddenly slaps his hand down on your ass, making you yelp out in surprise. His tight grip on it adds another layer of pleasure, and he kneads and spreads it out, looking closely at you drip as he finger fucks you.

You can no longer hold in any noises, moaning incoherent swear words as Kit’s hand speeds up, hearing him moan too at the obscene sounds you make. Kit bites his bottom lip and the muscles in his arm flex as he fucks you, seeing how close you are to climax. Your fingers grip the edge of the counter in an attempt to hold yourself down, his fast digging making you move around the island.

Although you’ve masturbated and orgasmed before, an unfamiliar feeling spreads through your soaking pussy, making you lift your head.

“Kit”, you whine out between pants and moans that line up with the fast pace of his fingers, “Wait”.

“That’s okay baby”, he spits out, staring at the puddle you’re making. “Let go”

Your eyes wrinkle as you shut them tightly and your fingertips turn white as you hold on for dear life, Kit moving his entire arm, nearly vibrating his hand inside you, his stiff fingers deeper inside you than ever before. A long cuss leaves your lips.

“Fuuuuuck”, you yell out and rest your head, unbelievable arousal pouring out of you so fast that you can hear it on the floor.

“Fuck, baby”, Kit whines desperate, watching you squirt all over his hand. He slows his fingers down but doesn’t stop them, unzipping his pants with the hand that was on your ass.

When you part your lips to beg him to stop, too sensitive to take more, he takes out his fingers and replaces them quickly with his cock. The stretch makes you gasp and groan, only possible because of how wet you are. Kit puts his hand on your lower back, thrusting into you and moving your lax body towards him to meet his cock. He pounds you relentlessly, occasionally slapping his hand down on your ass, making you swear.

Kit groans through gritted teeth, panting as almost every thrust makes you clench around him. He leans towards you and brushes his fingers back through your hair, firmly but tenderly lifting your head off the marble island.

You struggle to keep your own head up as Kit’s massive length completely fills you, whining and trying to hold back another impending orgasm as best as you could, despite how tired you were getting.

“Kiiit”, you yell.

“Yes baby?”, he breathes out. He wraps his arm around your thigh, messily rubbing your clit.

Although a small gesture, it sends electrifying pleasure through your body, making your eyes open and hands grip the edge once again.

The extra touch makes you clench without even noticing, only clear by Kit’s loud reaction.

“Oh fuck- baby”, he groans. His sounds and thrusts get quicker in pace. You close your eyes tightly, feeling too full once again, attempting to hold in another orgasm. It becomes too difficult when Kit thrusts against something special, making you let go of your head and body and squirt over him again.

“Y/N, oh my god-”

“Cum for me baby”, you whimper out encouragingly and clench for him.

Within three more thrusts Kit yelps out your name, releasing into you, and attempts to ride out the orgasm, but immediately becomes too overwhelmed.

He pulls out but stays stood behind you, both of you too exhausted to move.

Suddenly, a certain thought gives you the energy to stand up and face him.

“Wait, you came into me?”, you ask.

Kit looks confused. “You told me to”

You widen your eyes a little, not wanting to show how nervous this made you, since you didn’t know how serious Kit felt about you. But he put his hand around your waist and smiled, making you calmer. He fakes an innocent voice and asks you a simple question.

“I thought you wanted to play mommies and daddies?”

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guess thomas never got picked up from football practice SKDJSD

[buckmepapi]

Bunch of new agents looking at the Avenger!reader nastily (mainly out of jealousy for being with buck and being a hot ass skilled avenger) for hearing her screams and moans of pleasure last night. She then hears someone talking to each other, not knowing she’s right behind them. “She was so loud last night, I’m sure she’s just faking it so she could brag that she fucked the white wolf” says one, “I know right? I’m not sure why Bucky even likes her? And her sounds? It’s annoying, he must be tired of hearing that but fucks her cause she’s easy.”

Being the badass reader that she is, she goes “first of all, it’s Sergeant Barnes to any of you. Second of all, that’s just what happens when your lover is an insatiable super soldier. So, no he isn’t tired nor annoyed, in fact, he loves it. I’m sorry you never felt utterly loved by someone that you had to second guess ours. Lastly, I suggest you just enjoy the show from the sidelines or focus on your training, your evaluation shows you’re only good at bad mouthing”

I just thot abt this after watching some spicy vids. At first I was like god she’s so loud, but after, I realized, god, she’s being ✨railed✨ in the best way so I couldnt really blame her. Then bam. The hoe thots. So do what u want with it! Just dropping by hehe I hope ur healthy and safe 💗

Scream for me // part I

Summary: what happens when Bucky comes to defend your honour but a secret is almost revealed instead?

Word count: 6.8k (of pure porn with some plot at the end)

Pairings: feral!possessive!bucky x f!avenger!reader

(As with all my fics, reader is afab, but other than that she does not look a certain way in terms of race etc, I try to make my fics inclusive as possible and avoid certain words that are white centric, if I’ve missed anything do let me know and I’ll correct it. Much love. ❤️)

Warnings: smut smut smut smut gratuitous SMUT minors DNI 18+ ONLY. Daddy kink, breeding kink, a brief slap to the face, praise and degradation, brief glimpse of Bucky’s future wife kink, creampie, piv unprotected sex, feral!needy!possessive!bucky, dirty talk that’s so filthy I feel the need to repent, belly bulge, super soldier amounts of cum, d/s dynamics sub!reader and dom!bucky, squirting, mentions of ovulation and fertility, —angst like a lot of angst at the end, Bucky being violently protective of reader, threats of death, threats of torture, Steve, Sam, Nat and Tony make an appearance at the end. Cliffhanger ending to be continued in part 2. Straight into nsfw below the cut

A/N: Ooooh, spicey vids you say? 🥵

I love your brain! This is a great idea, I didn’t go with the direct dialogue in this, but went with the idea instead. However I decided to change it up where it’s not reader defending their relationship, but Bucky instead…for reasons. 🤫 Thank you sweet nonnie for such a lovely idea for a one shot— I have great ideas for part 2 so I hope I can further do your wonderful idea justice there as well!

In a separate unrelated story to this one shot I feel like he would go absolutely ape shit and almost kill them, then throw her over his shoulder and fuck her absolutely feral-like and possessed in the next room to the point where she’s unintentionally ten times louder than the night before and then he comes back into the room sweating and disheveled like “problem?” LMAO —

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Part II / part I.I - the alternative version

“Come on, baby, come on” Bucky panted dripping with sweat, your small dainty hands finding purchase wherever they could along his broad shoulders and back as he relentlessly pounded into you “scream for me, babydoll, scream how good I fuck you so this whole damn compound knows who’s cock is tearing you o-open — fuck!” Bucky was growling and groaning above you as you struggled with all the strength and will power you had left in your limp fucked out body to keep your eyes open and focused on your man. You loved watching the faces he pulled when he was railing you into your mattress but the way he was destroying you right now had your eyes continuously rolling into the back of your skull and it was just taking too much effort to bring them back to focus on his flushed face and gaping mouth. The sweat from his brow line was slowly dripping onto your face as he pushed the back of your knees up to wrap over his thick forearms, he spread his arms out wide, the muscles in his shoulders bulging as he did so, and leant into you further so you were spread impossibly wide and had your tender slapped ass cheeks lifting off the bed.

You felt a further pool of slickness leak from your dripping cunt as you began to imagine what he looked like from behind as he plowed into you without mercy. You imagined the way his wide shoulders must look and how his body slowly narrowed into his hips in a triangle-esque shape, how his muscles must bulge and shift on his back, how his thick arms were at a wide stance must have forced his shoulder blades to be more prominent and push his surrounding upper back muscles out further. You imagined the way his soft perky ass must look as he gyrates his hips into yours with his knees bent, how it must tense into hard steel when you clench around him making him tense up too as he tries to stop himself from cumming too soon. You imagined how red and clawed up his back must be from your desperate pleas to cling onto him like a koala bear, your body so hot and distant from your mind that you felt you might float away if not clutched to his very person. All those sordid thoughts of how your man must look right now was making you wetter by the second which of course, Bucky being the sensitive man that he is, noticed instantly causing him to curse out into the low light of your sweat filled bedroom. You swore that if you looked up you’d probably notice that your bedroom windows were steamed to the nines from your heated breaths and steaming bodies.

By this point, you had been reduced to a fucked out soaking mess who was incapable of getting out even the most basic of sentences, the only thing that could be heard from your open drooling mouth was moaning whimpering pleas of mercy. You couldn’t even hear what Bucky was saying to you. Your ears were ringing and your vision had nearly all but disappeared as you felt like you were in one long continuous earth shattering orgasm as Bucky kept pounding into your g-spot perfectly. His toned abdomen kept striking your swollen and slick covered clit as his focused strokes consisted of hard deep pounding mixed with salacious sinful hip rolls equalling in the most perfect clit grinding that also brutally kissed your cervix. How this man managed to fuck like this continuously you’d never know. Even a man with super soldier stamina had to stop at some point, right?…right?

“I’m gonna fucking destroy your little cunt till it’s permanently left gaping and used” he suddenly said without warning in a gruff voice with a piercing thrust of his hips, his own words and thoughts they conjured up were making him rut into you at an alarming pace.

“When I’m done— ohhhh shit yes, babygirl, give me that fucking pussy” he cried interrupting himself when he felt you gush again at his earlier words ”when I’m done wi-with y-you you’ll be nothing but a mindless little fff-fuckdoll. And when I’m done, oh baby” he chuckled darkly making you break out in goosebumps all over “I’ll. just. Keep. Fucking. Going.” he growled with each devastating slam of his thick long veiny cock inside your battered hole. Your lips were soaking with your slick like an animal mewling in heat, drenched entirely, puffy red and swollen from the onslaught of his thrusts. Sex with Bucky always felt like he was trying his best to ram himself into your womb and you fucking loved it.

”MM you’re—mm, you’re just my little fleshlight, huh, sweetheart?” He asked but heard no response from you.

“Baby?” He whimpered as he felt you cum once more without prior warning, at this point he had lost count of just how many times you had squirted and creamed on his cock, you were throbbing and clenching so much so that it was hard for him to differentiate between pulsing grips and the sensation of you cumming, until he would feel a new squirt of delicious cream push its way out of you.

Bucky was still waiting to receive a response from you but you were lost to the world, barely there stuck somewhere between the dead and the land of the living. Floating. Floating and weightless until the awakening harsh sting of a palm striking your face sent an ice cold bucket of water over your brain and broke you from your reprieve.

“Look at me when I’m fucking talking to you, you dumb little baby” he said in rage as he grabbed your cheeks in his massive flesh hand causing your lips to pout together from the force “I asked you a fucking question” his hips slowed as he started to deliver strokes so devastatingly slow that each harsh thrust let out a little squirt of white cream to coat his entire rigid cock. “I asked if you were my little fleshlight, babygirl. So the question is'' he snarled as he brought his face to yours and pushed his forehead against your own harshly, he stared deeply into your eyes “are you or are you not my glorified little fleshlight? A little toy for me to pump my load into whenever I want wherever I want, my little cockdrunk whore who takes my cock so well, huh? C’mon, tell daddy that’s what you are, sweetheart”

You latched onto Bucky's hair as your back arched against his ministrations, you felt him press his large fleshy palm to your abdomen, captivated by the way your stomach bulged and wanting to stimulate your spot even further “yes! Yes, daddy! Yes, I’mmmmmmm oh fuck —I’m your little toy, love b-bein’ d-daddy’s fleshlight, love when he just uses me to c-cum!” You cried in ecstasy. Your pleasure caused you to be so impressionable that Bucky could probably have got you to repeat or do just about anything and you would have said or done it without hesitation so long as he kept viscously tearing you apart the way he was. If he stopped now, you felt as if you might simply die without his cock, you never wanted his girthy member to ever leave any of your tight holes. You’d take him any place you could have him so long as he stayed right there. Right. The. Fuck. There.

“Yes, fuck— baby, yes” snarling at your words “perfect…you’re perfect—” he rambled to himself in awe of you “m-m-my perfect little fucking who-r-re. Want to cum in you baby, wanna flood this cunt with cum. Need to nut in you, baby— wanna watch your pretty little face when you feel my thick load stick to your walls, my perfect little breeding slut —oh shit!”

The consistent brutal pounding and simultaneous stimulation of your drenched engorged clit had your next orgasm fast approaching. You could feel the familiar tingle radiate in your lower spine and in the pit of your stomach “Daddy im ‘bout to come again,‘bout to squirt!” you whimpered clutching onto his broad form tighter as you struggled to find purpose with your impending orgasm.

“Fuck yeah, babygirl” he moaned breathlessly unabashedly feeling this one to be a bit more powerful than the last due to the way he kept a steady rhythm of beating into your g-spot at the most perfect angle yet.

“I’m all the way in your fucking belly right now, baby, you feel that? D-don‘t —don’t know how you, shit, h-how you’re able to take everything I give you. You’re perfect baby, you always manage to take this huge fucking cock anyway I give it to you, a-anybody else w-would break in half, b-but you? You’re f-fucking made for me, honey, w-we’re l-like two puzzle pieces and we fit— oh my fucking goddddddd, ohhh~ ohh~, Jesus Christ, baby, you’re clenching so damn hard, I can hardly move out of this tight pussy” Bucky’s own sentence was abruptly cut short and the thought ripped from his brain in an instance when your cunt began to constrict so tightly around him that you were almost choking him, your pussy now so wontonly desperate to milk him for all he was worth.

Bucky began to feel the familiar thumping pulse of your heartbeat resonate and throb within your walls, the clenching few and far between each one, your orgasm was building and building and building by the seconds, ready to reach a crescendo that would drain you entirely leaving you dead to the world till the next morning.

Something about Bucky was particularly feral tonight. You wanted to ask him what was wrong, why it felt like he was trying to claim you from the inside out, not that you were complaining, you just wondered if he heard something said about you, usually Bucky gets particularly possessive if he catches someone looking at you for too long or hearing someone make a sexual remark about your body. You didn’t mind it most of the time and you certainly didn’t mind it when it resulted in Bucky spearing you open, but something about his desperate animalistic behaviour tonight paired with his most dirtiest of words yet had you concerned he had heard something particularly harsh. But from the moment he shoved his fat cock in you, your mind had gone to mush and you’d have to hope that only tomorrow your fucked out brain would remember to check up on him.

“Fuck yeah, baby, fucking cum for me, open up that pretty pussy for me, baby. Need to make room for my load, babydoll—wanna make sure all of it gets as deep as possible. Need to make sure it sticks, gonna keep you plugged up all night, I’m gonna keep my rock hard cock in you whilst we sleep and just keep dumping load after load of this cum in to you, by the time you wake up you’ll be so full and be bred so fucking much you won’t even be able to move. My little hole, my little fucking fleshlight, never wanna leave, never wanna leave this tight cunt. Mine. Mine. Mine.” A litany of possessions were whimpered into your neck as Bucky got lost to his own words of control, losing his dominant composure for a brief moment as he mewled into your neck and sucked at your sweet spot desperately wanting to own you even further than he already had and does.

“I-m -I-Im so c-close, keepgoingkeepgoingkeepgoing pleasekeepgoing” you repeated like a prayer to an icon at an alter, Bucky was your god, your Adonis, and your demon. Your fumbling hands clutched on to his pert ass cheeks as you forced him to drive into you deeper, Bucky groaned at the feeling of your desperation and before you knew it your orgasm began to approach closer and closer, the warm tingling feeling tickling your nerves all over your body was getting stronger and hotter as Bucky‘s sinful words and devilish movements continued without mercy.

“I’m gonna cum! Oh fuck oh fuck I’m gonna fucking fun — please please oh god please don’t stop please don’t ever stop!” You sobbed into Bucky's shoulder as you then threw your head back to the soft pillows below you, head tilted, eyes rolling back, mouth agape in a screaming sob. Your clit pulsing a few more times and cunt clenching tightly, one deep grind later and you suddenly went rigid and clenched unbelievably hard. All your muscles had turned to stone as you began to see visions of white blast before your eyes, your breath held as the most perfect feeling flew over your entire body, goosebumps and warm tingles all over every part of you. Still unable to move and breathe, the feeling finally descended as you suddenly went lax in Bucky’s arms, heaving in a massive breath of air to your lungs as you did. Your orgasm continuing as Bucky went slower and deeper than before to extend the delicious and addictive sensation for you as long as possible. Slowly the pulsing in your clit and the tight contractions of your walls began to slow down and grow further apart.

“Thaaaaats it, baby” Bucky comforted when he first felt you begin to cum, stroking your hair out of your face and leaving his palm on your forehead rubbing his thumb softly over your sweaty head, gently tending to you when he felt you suck in a sharp breath and go rigid against him.

That was a powerful one, huh, baby? He thought and chuckled to himself.

“Make some room f’me. C'mon that’s it, there ya go, sweetheart, push it out c’mon, push” . Bucky moaned to you as he felt you squirt when you came, he started a dirty slow deep grind as if he was trying to dig his cock into the deepest depths of your soul, wanting to retrieve a precious treasure from within, his encouraging words meant that tonight had been the most you had ever came in your entire life, you didn’t think it was possible to release any more cum from your abused hole, but apparently it was and Bucky needed as much as he could get, his lower half was glistening in wetness and dripping onto the bedroom floor below as you never stopped dripping onto him.

“Daddy needs to make sure there’s enough room for you to take as much of this nut as possible. Don’t want any of his cum to go to waste, do you? Know how you love how much daddy cums and cums and fucking cums and just keeps filling you till you wanna burst. Love that about you, baby, always hungry for my loads. Gotta feed that pussy, doll, you gonna let daddy feed his special girl? Right? She looks hungry, sweetheart, we don’t want her to feel neglected now do we, huh?”

“Fuck—god, baby, there’s so much cream, never seen you cream so much before, what’s going on, baby? You just extra sensitive today or did daddy deprive you of his cock for too long an’ now you never want me to leave? Tell daddy, doll, tell him why this pussy is so hungry tonight”

“O-o-ov” your whimpering response turning into long drawn out moans when his sudden slow thrust made you feel every single vein, bump, and thickness of his cock against your rigid textured walls. “O-ov, I-I’m o-ovulating” you nearly whispered as you struggled to get out your words still feeling the aftershocks of your orgasm leave small little twitches throughout your body and gradually further apart pulses of your cunt against his dick.

“Baby…” he cried into your neck like a wounded animal unbelieving of your perfect confession “f-fuck, really?”

You meekly nodded as your glassy unfocused eyes began to roll back into your head once more.

Bucky snarled and pulled out from you, you were about to object and cry out for him to continue to abuse your hole when he suddenly flipped you like a ragdoll as if you weighed nothing at all, he ripped your legs open and pressed harshly down on your lower back to arch your spine without care for your comfort, using his mental hand to fist your hair and keep your face pushed into the mattress. Bucky looked down to where you two would meet and growled at the jiggling of your supple ass cheeks hypnotised by the way the excess flesh would shake like a delicious mouth-watering, sweet, addictive jelly. Seeing his cock plunge beyond your ass cheeks had him rutting faster.

Bucky felt your back arch upwards towards him when he felt you struggling to deal with the overwhelming sensations of how devastatingly deep he was at this new angle.

“Get the fuck back down” he snapped when he felt you arching against his hold, he pushed back down on the base of your back to encourage your initial deep arch.

“Don’t you dare run from this fucking cock—get back here”

“Good fucking girl” was heared above the roaring in your ears as you painfully obeyed his command.

“You want my kids, baby?” He had asked seemingly out of nowhere.

“Oh god, yes yes!” You sobbed into the fabric of your bed overcome with the thought of actually being bred by your lover and having his children.

“Yeah? shit, yeah , when?? Huh? When?!” He said frantically as he began to spank your sensitive ass repeatedly in a frenzy.

“Now, daddy please, want…w-want that n-now”

“You wanna start trying now?huh? Did you plan this, sweetheart? Think you could tempt me with that fertile pussy knowing t-that you’re ovulating and extra creamy and think you could tempt me? Well you were goddamn right, baby”

“D-d-daddy…”

“Fuck , you feel me all the way in your belly, babygirl? Huh? After today I’m gonna be planted right in there growing life in you. You want that? You wanna have daddy’s babies? Wanna make me a real daddy? S-shiiiiit, god, that pussy’s so tight— Jesus Christ!”

“You’re my fucking wife” Bucky growled to himself clearly lost in a fantasy tonight that had him acting like a glorified caveman. It was as if he was trying to convince himself that you were and actualise it into real life. He didn’t even realise your dumb little baby brain had registered his words until you mewled and involuntarily clenched around him.

“O-oh shit, you like that? Yeah, you like that shit? Want me to wife you up, baby? Yeah I want that so bad wanna have you barefoot and pregnant prancing about our house wearing nothing but a diamond ring —shiiiit, you’d make the perfect wife, so sexy, so smart and kind and beautiful and, shit, you’re gonna be such a good mommy, baby”

“Please, Bucky! I want that so bad… it’s a-all I-I’ve ever wanted w-with y-you, oh oh ohh~”

“Don’t worry, sweetheart, gonna give that to you. My powerful sexy badass future little wife and baby mama, that’s what you’ll be, you’re so perfect, my perfect little fuckdoll”

Bucky was a goner, his thoughts had over taken his rational side and left him with nothing but a hindbrain in its place. “Fuck y/n, I can’t hold back anymore, picturing you with my ring on your finger with a swollen belly and huge leaking tits got me wanting to nut so deep in you. ShiT”

“Can i? Can I breed this tight little pussy? God please baby please say yes fuckfuckfuckfuck”

He took your hands once again clutching his ass cheeks and pushing him into you so he couldn’t leave as the only answer he needed.

“Oh god thank you thank you thank you thank you holy shit fuck!”

“fuck, daddy, you’re so fucking deep inside of me , it feels like you’re in my belly right now oh my god”

“Y-y-yeah?? Keep—k-keep talkin’, doll. Fuck, keep. fuckin’.goin’…please” he punctuated his words with hard slamming thrusts, now losing his momentum and whimpering into your neck like a wounded animal.

“Want your cum so fucking deep. Love how much you cum, how it never ends and how you can just keep going and going and going till I’m so fucking full. Want you to make my belly swell with all your cum.. oh my god —please daddy!”

“Shh-iiit, baby— so close, I’m so fucking close, oh god” as Bucky began to feel his lower spine tingle with warmth and his abdomen tense tighter and tighter he rutted into you with less and less rhythm, struggling with all his might to keep moving in and out of you as his arms buckled and his grunts and moans got louder and less controlled. You had no idea when you were moved back to face him but you levitated your hips nonetheless, your ass off the bed to meet his deranged manic thrusts with your own hypnotic grinds.

“Oh! Oh! Ohhh my ggggooooddd” he cried out, face completely smothered in your neck, his hair soaked in sweat from his pained effort to keep going through strained muscles and the light headed floaty dizziness he was currently experiencing as he felt ecstasy begin to take over his whole body. He was utterly lost in the warmth of your tight heat.

“Please, please, daddy, I want your cum! I want it! I want it! please! I want it so bad!” you begged into his ear as he whined into your neck at your desperate pleas, you were now clawing at his broad shoulders as his arms gave out from under him, causing him to collapse onto you, you both screaming out in pleasure at the way he suddenly hit a new angle even deeper.

“C-cum…c-cum with me, please,sweetheart, please” Bucky sounded so broken, so desperate and wanton, more so than he’s ever sounded before. Whatever had upset him earlier and caused him to be so possessive and primal like in the way he rutted into you had now completely evaded him as he got lost in the fantasy of breeding you deeply till he was sure there would be no mistake that you were well and truly his forever. Bucky sequestered all the willpower he had left in his slowly withering body to wedge his metal hand between your sweaty bodies inching it to your core to stimulate your hot bundle of nerves. At this point your clit was so engorged, so swollen, and covered in your own glistening wetness that the slightest of touches was enough to throw you over the edge. So utterly sensitive in fact that the gentlest of swirls from Bucky’s Vibranium fingers around your nub would have catapulted you into another gut wrenching orgasm, and it did. Your skin felt like it was on fire. You were still struggling with your core strength to meet Bucky's frantic thrusts with your own undulations, causing him to now go too deep having it border on being painful (but you didn’t care, you liked when it hurt so good like this), he was breaching your cervix kissing the very edges of it sharply, you were both fucking like wild feral beasts searching for that basic primal feeling of pleasure innate within you both. Grunts, growls, whimpers, mewls, and moans from your both in equal measure were sending a cacophony of sounds that were echoing throughout your home as your over stimulated clit had you feeling a slight tender burn from the overuse of how much you had cum tonight, you would surely feel this burning, and the core aching sensations, the following morning, but as of right now the pain was bearable due to the overwhelming feeling of intense pleasure that was almost within each of your grasps.

You once again catapulted into pleasure, this time without the usual prior warning as you screamed out Bucky’s name over and over again. Bucky’s hips stuttered at the unexpected feeling of you clenching around him so quickly.

Your brain was too far gone to warn him that you were cumming. Bucky could no longer hold on now, he allowed himself the undeniable consuming pleasure of getting lost in ecstasy as he cried into you.

“Oh fuck! I-I-m gonna cum I’m gonna cum I’m gonna f-fucking cum. Oh shit y/n I’m cumming I’m cumming I’m cu—“ Bucky’s body went taught within you when he let out a pained stuttering whimper as his legs began to buckle and shake from the intense pleasure, falling into your slick skin even further. The force of the fountain of creamy sticky seed travelling at lightning speed from his huge painful looking balls and then making the treacherous and long journey of propelling through his creamy white shaft (courtesy of you) and bursting from his uncut head was so powerful that it was directly what had caused him to collapse on top of you. His ass cheeks clenched tightly as he felt a huge continuous load flow deep into your sensitive core.

Screams of “oh” and “ahh” and a litany of curses came from Bucky in rough growls and crying whimpers as he continued to pour his never ending stream into you, slowly rutting in and out only by an inch or so (as he was too desperate to stay close and pinned to you to come out any further) as he began to ride the waves of his earth shattering soul wrenching orgasm.

You were barely conscious, just within your own body enough to feel how powerful his spurts of seed were against your walls. So powerful and so thick in fact that you could actually feel how warm the liquid was as it shot into you at an incredible force.

You felt it stick inside you and cling to your walls as you laid there barely awake and let him breed you fully and deeply.

“Ooh fuck” he cried as he rested his metal palm against your bulging abdomen, feeling where his still rock hard strained cock was nudging your womb and where his continuous spurts of creamy cum were beginning to show as you subtly swelled. Bucky was a super soldier, the advanced serum paired along with his 70 years of involuntary abstinence and touch deprivation had not only meant that he was insatiable enough to meet your own hungry sexual appetite, but it also meant that he had an ungodly somewhat medically alarming amount of cum stored in those heavy balls of his.

That same serum also made sure that he could breed you so full that you’d be satiated enough to pass right out to sleep, hunger fed and womb filled.

Bucky was still sleepily rutting into you and rubbing circles on your abdomen as you too struggled to stay awake, desperate to feel the filling sensation strain your cervix before you would both ultimately pass out together.

“Sssshittt, am still cummin’” he drunkenly slurred in shock into your previously ravished neck, “sucha good girl takin’ all o’it inside, Shh shhh, fuck it’s almost done, little longer, baby” Bucky cooed, sloppily kissing your temple and the side of your face in an attempt to find comfort in his exhausted pussy drunk state.

After a few more minutes, the final spurts of Bucky’s potent seed and been reduced to slow dribbles. Bucky was now planted behind you, spooning your tired form, whispering sweet nothings in to your ear to placate you further.

“Shh, Shh. Did so fucking well for me, doll”

“Lookityou, all swollen and and sleepy and fucked out, this is exactly what it’ll be like when I get you pregnant, honey”

“My good girl, can’t believe how much of my load you took, Jesus, you must be so full right now, doll. No wonder you’re sleepy, that cock putting you right to bed, huh? Good, my future baby mama needs all the rest she can get because I’m no way near fuckiny done with you yet”

“Get some rest, lil mama. I love you so much” Bucky sighed dreamily as he buried his face on to your shoulder blades and continued to rub your abdomen as you sleepily replied that you loved him too, always.

-

When you woke up after that night, head lying on Bucky’s naked chest, your hand placed upon his peck, you noticed him staring down at you with such love and adoration in his eyes. You beamed up at him, raising your hand to stroke his jaw tenderly when you caught sight of the diamond engagement ring on your finger reflecting the warm rays of the early morning sun peaking through your curtains. You gasped as you took your hand away from his face, Bucky missing your warm touch already, you sat up straight, the covers falling from your naked chest as you brought the ringed had to your face and gazed at it with a mix of shock and awe, your heart beating and pounding in your chest as you slowly turned your head to look back at Bucky who was now full on his side leaning on his arm to watch you with a beaming smile.

No words were needed as you launched yourself at him, Bucky letting out a small “oof” when you fell onto him and launched him on to his back. You peppered his stubbled face with kisses and hugged him tightly as he brought his arms around you and squeezed you back.

“I’ll take that as a yes then?” He asked smugly

“It was always going to be ‘yes’ for you, James. I’m so happy right now”

Bucky’s eyes were glassy as he held back his tears, looking down at you and kissing the top of your head as he held you close.

“Me too, babydoll, me too”

-

Ever since the night that he made you his fiancé he had been more insatiable than ever. Obsessed with the way your diamond clad hand looks wrapped around his cock, plowing into you with a feral intensity that can only be described as a man desperate to see his future wife full with his children.

His new primal animalistic nature had meant that Bucky would take you anywhere and everywhere when he could no longer hold back his inhibitions, resulting in team members walking in on you both or Bucky just simply ripping you from a chat with natasha and wanda in the living room to fuck you full in the next room and then plonk you back on the sofa all flustered and flushed next to your friends, and stroll out the room with a cocky swagger like nothing had ever happened.

But because of that, it also meant that new recruits had heard you both too. You had started out as a recruit too once when you first met Bucky and fell in love, and now these new recruits unfortunately looked like they had been talking about you both for quite some time which was evident when you overheard their latest conversation as you walked into the gym.

You were a strong independent woman but you weren’t ashamed of the fact that you liked when Bucky took care of you or took charge in the bedroom, just like how Bucky was secure enough in his masculinity to adore how you also took care of him or when he found it undeniably sexy when you took charge in the bedroom. You didn’t really care what people thought about you and your relationship with him. However, it was one thing to assume what people thought of you and tell yourself that you didn’t care, and an entirely other thing to actually hear the words of criticism and hatred out loud. It played on your carefully constructed confidence and self worth, Bucky knew how hard you had worked to maintain a healthy mindset that both kept you positive and determined but also welcomed sadness and anger when it came. Toxic positivity was something you loathed, sadness and anger should be embraced, you should be allowed to cry and wallow for a little while, but it was important to know when to pull yourself back up so as to not get too consumed by it.

You hardly ever cried. You got emotional sometimes, sure, but crying was not something you did often and Bucky had been noticing it more and more. You normally would have given those recruits a piece of your mind so the fact that you started crying was making you cry even more in frustration at yourself.

When Bucky saw you rushing back to the living space you shared with him inside the compound, he went berserk. Bucky knew expressing even negative emotions at times was good for mental health, but it still didn’t mean that on the off chance he saw you cry that it didn’t make him absolutely furious with rage wanting to snap the neck of whatever or whomever reduced you to tears.

-

“Bucky, wait!” You said through your sniffles as you sobered up to the realisation that he might actually kill these people.

Your pleas fell on deaf ears as he swung the front door open, slamming it against the adjacent wall from the sheer strength he exuded and continued to march down the hall towards the gym.

When he reached the gym doors he launched them off their hinges to the middle of the room as he kicked them open with his black combat boots.

All eyes moved to the looming finger at the end of the gym as he began to approach them methodically.

“Bucky, stop! Please!” You screeched in horror at the chaos he was leaving in his wake.

“Yeah! Why don’t you listen to your slutty little girlfriend!” One of the male recruits shouted across to Bucky. Clearly he was under the impression that Bucky wouldn’t actually kill them or lay a finger on them because they were in the avengers tower surrounded by earths mightiest hero’s, clearly he was wrong.

Bucky’s head snapped in the direction of the idiotic man who insulted you in front of him “what did you just fucking say?” He asked lowly now towering over him to his full height and then crouching slightly to bring his face inches from his and glare into the depths of his soul.

The man gulped. Confident composure crumbling ever so slightly as he realised perhaps he may actually kill me because there is certainly no one coming to his rescue.

“I asked you a fucking question!” He roared as the statement echoed off the gymnasium walls. The other recruits flinched at the loud sound but didn’t move from their spots, rooted to the ground in fear.

In one alarmingly quick and swift mood you watched in fascinated horror as Bucky’s body pressed the man in to the wall, pinning him by his neck with his Vibranium arm.

“I warned you a long long fucking time ago” he sneered nostrils flaring as he fought with himself not to snap the recruits neck “that if you ever. And I mean ever talked about my girl like that again I would fucking skin you alive. So tell me right fucking now why my best girl has come back to our place crying her heart out over some worthless little runts in our gym. Hmm?”

“We-w-w-we’re sorry, man, we didn’t mean anything by it”

Bucky pressed his forearm harder against the man’s throat as he clawed at Bucky’s metal arm. Bucky sensed movement from the corner of his peripheral vision as another recruit moved to sneak up on Bucky and save his friend. Bucky wasted no time in punching the man straight in the face without taking his eyes off the recruit in front of him. He turned away from Bucky and watched in horror as his friend was catapulted across the room.

“Everytime one of your friends tries to interrupt our conversation I’m going to take a finger. It won’t be pretty, I didn’t bring my knife with me so I’ll just have to rip it from its socket with my Vibranium arm. And trust me, I’ve done it before so I know how to do it in the longest most torturous way possible” he growled into the paling man’s face.

Sounds of numerous people’s feet were heard running down the hall to get to the source of all the loud bangs and screaming. Steve slid to a halt at the scene in front of him feeling like he had entered the den of a hungry and feral lion. He could smell the fear in the air, the blood, the sweat, and hear the eerily steady beat of his best friends heart as he towered over the cowering man against the back wall.

Tony, Natasha, and Sam were the only other people in the compound this week so they all came bursting into the room after Steve.

“What the hell is going on in here?!” Tony said as he took sight of the damaged doors and the body of a recruit laying unconscious in the far corner

“Bucky?” Steve asked lowly as he slowly approached his friend, apprehension in his voice as he was worried somehow the winter soldier had returned.

His worries were momentarily erased when he heard his friend reply a “yes, Steven?” In a bored tone.

“Someone better tell me what’s going on right now before I lose my cool!” Tony scolded as he flicked his wrists tapping his arm and bringing his nanotech suit to his hands, arming himself.

“Ah” Bucky chuckled darkly. His back still to the group as the man pressed to the wall was pleading with the avengers over Bucky’s broad shoulders.

He grabbed the man by the back of his neck with his metal arm and twisted them around to face the group.

“We we’re just getting to the bottom of why….” He trailed off and shook the man by his nape

“Jacob” the recruit squeaked our understanding the que

“Why Jacob here didn’t heed my earlier warning to shut the fuck up, and then decided to make my girl over there cry” Bucky gestured to you with Jacob that was still in his harsh grip

The team turned their focus to you as they saw your red rimmed eyes and pale face.

“Y/n?” Natasha whispered “are you okay?” She approached you slowly as you shook your head no and let out a small sob, your shoulders shaking rapidly as you tried to keep in your tears and sadness to yourself. She wrapped you in a warm embrace as she cuddled you to her chest and stroked the back of your head. You curled your arms around her waist and sniffled quietly as she began to coo words of comfort at you.

“So, Jacob, the floor is yours” Bucky said as he threw him ti the ground causing him to let out pained yelp as he fell on to his wrists with s sickening crack.

Bucky crouched next to him as Jacob sobbed “ a few weeks ago Jakey boy here made the unfortunate mistake of saying some disgusting things about y/n when I was within earshot. Started talking about our sex life, calling my future wife a slut and a whore, because his virgin limp dick ass was jealous that a real man knows how to please his girl. Him and his little friends started to talk about how she was easy too”

Natasha looked down at you as she furrowed her brows. Usually you could handle something like that and fight back, probably knock them on their asses, but you didn’t.

“Come on, man” Sam groaned “that’s so stupid and unnecessary, you know white wolf over here has super hearing, not to mention talking about one of our own won’t go well for you”

“Well good luck to you, you’re own your own” Tony said as he let down his arms but continued to watch the free show in front of him

“I warned him. I told him if it wasn’t for my girl in the next room that I would skin him alive for what he said. But then I find my best girl crying in my arms and now I want to know what the FUCK he said to her to make her so upset”

“Friday, audio playback of recruit Jacob Athens and his friends from this room”

“Wait—no!” You shouted as your turned from Natasha’s arms causing Bucky to look at your with a raised brow in confusion

“Yes, sir. The time is currently fifteen hundred hours, what time would you like the audio to play from?” The automated voice rang out through the compounds integrated speakers.

“Tony, please don’t” you pleaded as he looked at your strangely.

“From whenever agent y/n l/n was within normal ear shot of the gym and then till she left the room”

“Very good sir”

A crackling noise was heard as the audio was located and began to play throughout the room.

Shit.

[here2bbtstrash]

m's masterlist - the archives ✨

hi friends! welcome to my ~classic~ masterlist, i'm so glad you're here 🤍 all my fics written pre-hiatus (think like 2022-early 2023) are linked below! this way lies period sex boyfie namjoon, nude art model jimin, asshole producer yoongi, and so much more~

as always, the usuals still apply here: minors get blocked, no reposting or translating, feedback is appreciated - oh, and this is like 99% smut... so remember to stay hydrated! 💦

hope you babes enjoy, and if you're looking for newer stuff, hit up my current masterlist to see what the heck i'm writing these days!! (btw: this link doesn't exist yet- consider it an early surprise if you find this hehe 😳)

love love love ya!! xoxo

oneshots

real magic - 16.7k | part of a hyung holiday collab! | holiday cuteness weow | strangers to coworkers to lovers | himbo dad joon ugh 😩 | size kink and breeding kink because i'm me merry crisis

the holiday season has never meant anything to you beyond suffering long hours for minimum wage and awaiting the collapse of capitalism— but this year, you’d be willing to add making out with your dilf coffee shop boss to the list.

deep end - 4.2k | established relationship | period sex | size kink, bulge kink, & cervix play | soft boyfie joon 🥲

your boyfriend suggests a new way to relieve your period cramps.

park and ride - 4.8k | idol-verse | wholesome quippy fuckbuddies | size kink | car sex

your fuckbuddy asks if the two of you can drive around a bit first, but he has a hard time keeping his hands to himself.

five minutes - 2.6k | park and ride-verse | idol-verse | wholesome quippy fuckbuddies | backstage quickie

your fuckbuddy has a graduation gift for you, but he might have overestimated your self-control.

drabbles

whatever you like - request fill drabble | established relationship | breeding kink | overstim/multiple orgasms | joon did his mf research!!!

your boyfriend wants to try something new for your anniversary.

oneshots

sunday - 5k | established relationship | BDSM dynamics | brat tamer seokjin 🙈 | spanking with a belt | throatfucking, crying, overstim 🥵

you got your boyfriend exactly what he wanted for his birthday.

drabbles

distraction - request fill drabble | established long distance relationship | facetime sex | brat tamer seokjin | fantasized exhibitionism

it’s not your fault your boyfriend’s so hot when he’s angry.

series

look down on me like that - 10/11 | coworkers | slow burn | enemies to lovers | hatefucking w eventual angst~ | on hiatus

your asshole coworker min yoongi has made it his personal mission to ruin your life.

oneshots

moving day - 2.6k | established relationship | domestic soft dom yoongi | oral in the kitchen | may cause delusion

you manage to entice your boyfriend into taking a break from unloading boxes to unload something else instead.

drabbles

all eyes on me - request fill drabble | college AU | hot roommate yoongi | accidental and then purposeful voyeurism

your roommate gets home earlier than expected.

me and my husband - request fill drabble | established relationship (well, marriage lol) | dom/brat tamer yoongi | getting punished in the parking lot

when you misbehave at his office party, your husband has no choice but to punish you.

watermelon sugar - request fill drabble | best friends | spit kink | erotic watermelon eating | yoongi kinkshames you but he's into it

your best friend was just trying to share fruit with you, but he accidentally hit your spit kink button.

drip - request fill drabble | best friend's friend | squirt god min yoongi | multiple orgasms | overstimulation | tongue/fingerfucking & SQUIRTING 💦

when yoongi makes the bold statement that any girl can squirt, you decide to call him on his bluff.

oneshots

party on you - 9.8k | friends to lovers | idol-verse @ the JITB release party | cunnilingus, ass-eating & throat fucking | but it's cyuuuute !!!!

the only thing stronger than your social anxiety is your big dumb crush on hoseok - and you’re certainly not expecting it when he tells you the real reason he threw this album release party.

self control - 1k | smutty angst (smangst!) | member POV | unrequited love | imagined infidelity | hobi is rly hard on himself :'(

you’ll never know the way hoseok really feels about you.

two in one - 11.9k | ft. jimin | friends to lovers | recreational marijuana | a threesome but it's not gay | double vaginal penetration

you finally have a much-needed smoke session with your best friends, just like old times. you’re also pretty sure they’re gay… right?

drabbles

future - a therapeutic drabble | established LDR | saying goodbye at the airport | no smut just feelings | may come with a side of tears

you're usually better at goodbyes.

good teacher - request fill drabble | member POV | virgin!reader and hoseok with a bit of an innocence/corruption kink | first blowjob, surprise facial & clothed pussy eating

you've never done this before.

somebody else - request fill drabble | fuckbuddies/dick appt | fuckboy mean dom hoseok | somebody gets a lil jealous | prepare for whiplash

you swear this is the last time you’re doing this.

please stop talking - request fill drabble | terrible dirty talk | basically a crack fic but hoseok is good at oral | edging in a bad way | my brain melted when i wrote this

hoseok is so good at giving head, but so bad at talking dirty. it really makes things difficult.

oneshots

the shape of your body - 24k | grad school AU in nyc | strangers to lovers | slow burn fluff to smut | public transportation crush jimin | but oops you see him naked weekly??

the same day you finally manage to speak to your months-long public transit crush, you end up seeing much more of him than you bargained for.

love the way you wear that - 4k | trans/bi jimin | gay club bathroom hookup | stranger sex | a vibrator necklace

you can’t resist the handsome stranger that approaches you at your favorite gay bar, especially not when he’s wearing that skirt.

two in one - 11.9k | ft. hoseok | friends to lovers | recreational marijuana | a threesome but it's not gay | double vaginal penetration

you finally have a much-needed smoke session with your best friends, just like old times. you’re also pretty sure they’re gay… right?

drabbles

ask so pretty - request fill drabble | dom! reader & sub! jimin | orgasm control/edging with a fleshlight, crying, begging, it's cute

you want to take him in your mouth and bite down.

lightweight - request fill drabble | first date drinking and grinding on the dancefloor | lowkey semi-public with a hint ✨ of sub!jimin

your date has a few things he wants to tell you.

talk dirty to me - request fill drabble | college AU | study buddies who fuck | fingerfucking in the library | jimin talks you through it

turns out your study buddy is a bit of a freak.

our little secret - request fill drabble | established relationship | cockwarming | dom! reader & sub! jimin | orgasm delay | cute aftercare | an in the seom plug bc fuck it we ball

your boyfriend's friends have no idea who really calls the shots in your relationship.

oneshots

it's sweet - 4.3k | no smut just fluff (who am i!!!!) | fuckbuddies to lovers | sickfic (reader has the flu 🤧) | sweet soft boi tae

you forgot to call out sick from your dick appointment, but he stays anyway.

compromise - 10k | ft. jungkook | this is a twilight AU threesome i wrote for halloween and i refuse to elaborate further thank you

you're torn between the two loves of your life - but maybe you don't have to choose.

drabbles

you're the worst - request fill drabble | friends to uh.... not lovers | the world's weirdest handjob? | orgasm denial | taehyung is a capricorn

you decide to turn the tables on your shameless best friend.

don't get murdered - request fill drabble | ft. yoongi | bad first date (sorry yoongi) | stranger hookup | accidental voyeurism (SORRY YOONGI)

you’re supposed to be on a blind date, but the handsome stranger across the bar keeps distracting you.

you right - request fill drabble | taehyung is toxic | reader is toxic | but his dick is huuuuuge 🗣 | ft. a literal dick-measuring contest

your ex walking in on you fucking someone else would be a problem for anyone. but it is especially a problem when your ex is kim taehyung.

cruel - request fill drabble | exes hooking up in a bathroom | reader is cheatingggg 🤐 | dom/sub/brat tamer vibes | subby emo boy tae!!

you need someone you can be mean to.

oneshots

crybaby - 4.3k | established relationship | sub!jk | marathon sex, bondage, overstim | it's kinda hot when he cries what can i say 🤷‍♀️

your boyfriend has always mixed his pleasure with pain.

compromise - 10k | ft. taehyung | this is a twilight AU threesome i wrote for halloween and i refuse to elaborate further thank you

you're torn between the two loves of your life - but maybe you don't have to choose.

heartless - 7.4k | part of the jeju shore collab! | member POV | established relationship (exes) | toxic fuckboy jungkook | filming a sex tape and hooking up in the hot tub 👀

after a wild summer at the shore where he made more than a few mistakes, jungkook is ready to remind you why you always take him back.

babygirl - 5k | established relationship | jungkook in a skirt | kink discovery | gender swap & virginity roleplay | daddy kink, praise kink, feminization & dirty talk FOR DAYZ

your boyfriend claims the outfit was just for a tiktok - until you realize you’re both very into it.

the spins - 10.3k | college AU | wholesome fratboy jungkook | friends to lovers | reader's first partnered orgasms | jk is an oral sex god

you discover a new side to your former lab partner, frat wonder boy jeon jungkook, when you confess to him the one thing no man has ever been able to make you do.

drabbles

tell the truth - request fill drabble | established (new) relationship | reader is done w vanilla sex | dom! reader and sub! jk

you really should have been honest when your boyfriend asked you about your kinks.

best i ever had - request fill drabble | college AU | infidelity (reader is a cheater) | jungkook has a big dick and doesn't shut up | possessive vibes~

you’ve been planning on breaking up with your boyfriend for a while, and jungkook is here to help.

get freaky on camera - request fill drabble | camboy jk and camgirl reader | sex toy | multiple orgasms | double vaginal penetration | jk has fangirls bc of course he does

your camming partner thinks he can handle your new toy.

go to town - request fill drabble | ft. voyeur yoongi | member POV | reader takes a nose ride | jk does his best | tongue fucking

jungkook may have only learned about the concept three seconds ago, but he’s determined to be the best nose ride you’ve ever had.

the perilla leaf debacle - request fill drabble | established relationship | rough jealous sex | a whole lot of slapping and biting | reader surprised even me lmao

you hate it when your boyfriend gets jealous, but you love the way he takes it out on you.

21 - request fill drabble | dialogue-only | ANGSTY phone call between exes | could be read as x reader or x member | ambiguous ending

“I’m sorry I didn’t call. I feel really shitty about it.”

drabbles

little miracles - jimin x hoseok - request fill drabble | post-hobipalooza | consensual somno | it gets soft af honestly

“Jimin-ah,” Hoseok rasps, nose skimming the line of Jimin’s jaw. “This still okay?”

bts on dating apps

bts giving you aftercare

bts on the bachelorette

bts doing no nut november

bts at a drag show/gay bar

[becca-e-barnes]

Everything you write about Bucky cumming for a minute or longer and it being massive loads … this breaks my brain like. I can’t even function bc it’s so hot to think about 🥵 Anytime you wanna do something more with this, I’m HERE for it

Let’s just keep going bc honestly, I don’t think I’ll ever be done thinking about it

Because I love the thought of him having the most intense orgasms that just never feel like they’re going to end? Once he starts cumming, that high can last for minutes and it’s just mindblowing for him.

And I love the thought of him fucking you through his orgasm, like really milking every drop into your body. You begged him for it so how’s the man supposed to do anything other than give it to you.

“Come on baby, cum in me. Please sweetheart, so good. So fucking good.” You grunt through gritted teeth. Your legs are up over his shoulders and you’ve cum so many times, you’re ready to cry if he keeps going for much longer.

He has scratches down his back, his neck is marked beyond belief and he’s been holding back for far too long. He always feels like the amount of pleasure you get from love making has to be the same as his and when his orgasms are so intense, the only way to do that is to make sure you cum over and over.

“Sweetie, y-you can’t beg like that. Holy shit. I’ll fill your body so full. Make a mess on the sheets.” He groans, his eyes fluttering shut from the way your body tries to entice him to give in.

“Do it Buck, fill me full. Fill me until it’s dripping out of me and then don’t fucking stop. Please baby, I need it so bad.” You gasp, writhing beneath him from the overstimulation but there’s nowhere for you to go.

“Fuck, oh fuck fine. Oh God fuck baby, I’m cumming.” He sobs, low and broken and so painfully sexy, it makes your body throb.

“Too much. O-oh your body. Oh my god, you’re so tight. Still throbbin’. Fuck you’re taking it so well.” He groans, not slowing his thrusts as cum starts to drip from where your bodies are joined. You feel it, hot and wet and sticky, slowly dripping down over your asshole and eventually onto the bed.

“I’m so sorry. I’m sorry, baby. I can’t stop.” He’s shaking with pleasure, groaning as you bite down on his shoulder, trying to stifle your sobs. You’re so overstimulated and he knows it but you know you can tolerate a few more minutes to let him finish up.

His thrusts slow down to give you a little relief but it doesn’t make it any less intense for him. “See what you do to me? You see how this pussy gets me? Addictive and you don’t even know it.” He’s totally lost, slowing his thrusts until he eventually stops, pressing as deep inside you as possible for the last 30 seconds of his orgasm.

“Took that so well. Thank you, honey. So incredible. Best fuckin’ girl for me.” As the high ebbs away, his head is empty, hardly able to process anything anymore.

And then the flood of cum that leaves your pussy when he pulls out has you both whimpering. On nights like that, you both need a little aftercare so you shower together, slowly caressing each other’s bodies under the hot water, offering little declarations of love and soft promises before falling into bed and cuddling until you both fall asleep.

[jobean12-blog]

‘we’re gonna keep that plastic cock shoved up that tight little ass all day so i can slide right in when i get home. okay sweetheart?’

with ari 🥵🥵

Never Enough

Pairing: Ari Levinson x reader

Word Count: 1,020

Summary: You and Ari have somewhere to be that neither of you really want to go to but have to. You're a brat but Ari knows how to handle you.

Author's Note: Hey sweets! Well when this landed in my inbox I totally squealed! HOT and I love Ari and don't write him enough so thank you for this love! Hope you're enjoying your day and you enjoy this! HUGS! 🥰 Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by my sweet @firefly-graphics Thank you love! 🥰

Warnings: Dom/sub dynamic sort of, reader is bratty though, teasing, dirty talk, fingering, smut, anal play (18 + ONLY PLEASE!!!)

“Do we have to?” you whine. Again.

“Yes princess. We do.”

You throw yourself onto the bed, the towel wrapped around you loosening and falling open.

“Ari.”

He’s buttoning his pants and turns to you, his blue eyes sparkling as they move down your body.

“You need to get dressed or we’ll be late.”

You sit up and crawl to the edge of the bed before settling back on your heels.

“I don’t know what to wear,” you shrug with a demure smile.

He steps toward you, taking your chin between his fingers and tugging your face up until his nose bumps yours.

“I already have something picked out,” he croons. “Now be a good girl and get dressed.”

He gives you a chaste kiss and releases you but you let out a huff and chase his lips.

“Ariiiiiiii,” you sing as you fall back onto the bed, putting yourself on fully display.

“Princess,” he growls and grabs your ankle.

He gently pulls you toward him and crawls over your prone body.

“Get. Dressed. Now.”

Your lips lift into a smirk and you look down, noting the way his belt hangs open at his waist. You grab each side and give it a tug, trying to yank him on top of you.

He doesn’t budge.

You let your legs fall open invitingly and dance your hands higher, through the trail of hair below his belly button and over his tense abs.

“Can’t we play first?” you purr          

His hair falls in front of his face, brushing your cheek as he leans closer and brings his lips to your ear.

“Didn’t I fuck you hard enough in the shower?” he simpers before pushing himself up.

“I want more,” you pout.

When he doesn’t answer you sit up and let out a dramatic sigh.

“FINE!”

You stomp over to the dress that’s laid out on the chair and get your undergarments. After clasping your bra, you take your matching panties and start to put them on but before you get the chance he snatches the lace from your hand.

“These are mine,” he states and folds them neatly before sliding them into his pants pocket.

That makes you smile and you raise your brows. “Whatever you say Ari.”

“Oh, so now you’re agreeable,” he playfully scoffs.

You move closer to him, lightly scratching your nails through his beard as you cradle his face in your hands and kiss him. His hands settle on your hips and you wrap your arms around his neck, combing your fingers through his long hair.

“I hate when we have to go to these things. They always make you tense and you’re no fun,” you whisper against his lips.

“No fun?” he repeats, looking appalled.

“You know what I mean Ari. I could help relieve some of that tension though…”

You wrap your fingers around his thick wrist and remove his hand from your hip, sliding it down between your legs. His fingers instantly curl and slide through your soaked folds.

“You’re a fucking brat,” he hisses, sliding two fingers inside you.

Your eyelashes flutter closed and you smile triumphantly.

“You love it Ari.”

He teases you with several pumps of his fingers before pulling them free and walking you back to the bed.

“Get on your hands and knees,” he orders.

You do as he says, your feet hanging over the edge of the bed as he lines himself up behind you. You moan when you hear his belt unbuckle and his pants hit the floor. The thick head of his cock presses against your folds and he pushes in slightly before pulling back.

With each pump of his hips, he fills you more but every time he slides all the way back out. You whine his name and he smacks your ass hard, soothing the stinging skin before he does it again.

“You better behave the rest of the night princess…”

Without warning he grabs your hips and slams into you, filling and stretching you completely.

“Fuck Ari. YES!” you moan.

He’s relentless and when he angles your hips upward and pushes deeper you squeeze his cock with a strangled cry.

He goes harder, his grip leaving bruises on your skin and his cock throbbing inside you. He leans over your back and shoves your face into the mattress, somehow going deeper. Your release is quickly approaching and you chant his name like a prayer as it crashes through you.

Your walls clench around his cock and he finishes with a satisfied rumble before slowing his pace. With his cock still inside you he places soft kisses down your back, gently massaging your lightly bruised hips with his fingers.

“Princess,” he murmurs when his hand reaches your ass and he follows the soft curve. “Get. Dressed.”

He pulls out and helps you stand but not before his fingers catch his cum as it drips down your inner thigh. He brings them to your lips and pushes them into your mouth, watching with darkened eyes as you suck them clean with a moan.

“That’s a good girl.”

You try to catch your breath, legs wobbly as you go back to the untouched dress on the chair. You slip it over your head and stand in front of the mirror, smoothing out the material before checking your make-up and hair.

He slides up behind you, holding your gaze in the mirror as he twirls something between his fingers.

“Ari,” you breathe out, your teeth dragging over your bottom lip.

He lifts your dress and pushes your chest down onto the dresser, sliding the plug over your shivering skin as he parts your legs with his knee. He teases it between your legs, collecting some of the wetness before gently pressing it against your ass.

You clutch the edge of the dresser as he carefully pushes it in, whimpering at the stretch.

His breath caresses the shell of your ear as he whispers, “let’s see how long you can leave that in this tight little ass so it’s ready for me to slide right in when we get home.”

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[timottea]

because it had to be done, thank you to the acaDAMNy 🥵

preparing for the oscars is no joke; you have mere minutes before you’re due on the red carpet, but this is the first time you’ve been alone together all day. after countless stylists and touch ups and fittings, it shows in the desperate way he locks the bathroom door of the venue, dark green eyes ravenous as they meet yours.

“if i rip this they will not be happy—”

timothée’s silenced by your mouth over his, teeth sinking deeply into his lower lip until he groans and slams you against the sink. suddenly, he couldn’t care less about louis vuitton.

all at once, your hands are everywhere: sweeping through his hair, down his chest, fingers dancing over the lace on his wrists, feeling the thrum of his pulse as his heart jumps wildly.

he looks phenomenal, shining in confidence and cartier.

“fuck, i mean it, this shit is expensive—”

“why are you still talking?” you growl, hands slipping under the cropped jacket and onto his creamy skin.

timothée moans into your mouth, the rings on his fingers deliciously cold against the cutouts of your dress. why, why, did the carpet have to start now?

“baby, we have like one minute…” he says, yet makes no move to leave. how could he? when you’re in front of him, exquisite, a vision in a black dress? honoured, he stands between your legs, lips hot and wet along your jaw and down your neck.

“exactly, so stop talking,” you command, breath caught in your throat as you feel him grind against you.

you sigh, leaning back a little to give him better access, fingers weaving through those soft curls as you tug him closer by his necklace.

so close, his scent is all you can think about. floral, woodsy, and when he dips his head to suck at that spot behind your ear you’re swept into your very own garden of eden: a paradise so sweet even heaven would pale in comparison.

“don’t stop, don’t ever stop,” you urge, and timothée does his very best to keep your voice hushed as it echoes around the bathroom: his lips capture yours once more.

“god, you may actually kill me,” he rasps, lifting you onto the edge of the sink and you don’t even care that the faucet is digging into your hip, that the porcelain is cold, that your dress is most definitely wrinkled, because his tongue is doing that thing and nothing matters except the way he moves, the way he sounds.

startled by a bang on the door, you slip backwards into the basin, knocking the faucet up and squealing as it sprays you with water.

“gah!” you gasp, laughing in shock as timothée quickly lifts you, setting you back on your heels. his face, mouth hanging open in consternation, makes you laugh even more.

“i’m so sorry!” he cries, lunging for the towel and dabbing at your dress.

you giggle, brushing him off and fixing yourself up again in the mirror.

“good job we’re both in black, huh? no watermarks,” you grin at his reflection, turning to restyle his hair after the mess you made of it.

“good job i’ll be taking that off soon,” timothée moves your hair to kiss your shoulder, a hand on your butt as he opens the door. he takes your hand in his, and the shivers running down your spine have very little to do with the screaming crowds you greet together.