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BEA!!! I’m sure you knew this from before that “Toxic” has been plagiarized into wattpad by @ALECTIAMO7
She has copied and pasted your work on wattpad and the book name is “Steve Kemp/Sebastian Stan” and the person continues to plagiarize “Toxic”. They have updated the book today with more chapters and other works from other writers like @sableseb
It’s so sad 😞 I’m not allowed to even put up a copyright claim because the character of fresh do not belong to me. My thoughts go to @sableseb and other writers who keep getting their work stolen by people with no shame!
༻ 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐀 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝
𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 | Tarzan!Steve Rogers x doctor!reader
𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 | 6’6” Steve, feral behaviour/feral!steve, nomad!steve, fluff, scientist!reader, gentle giant!steve, soft!steve, size difference, SMUT - minors DNI, size kink, manhandling, unprotected sex, creampie, sort of animal-like behaviour, mentions of dead parents, specific warnings in each part.
𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 | S.H.I.E.L.D. had a lot of secrets, you just never expected one of them to be an actual person—a blue-eyed giant, wild manbeast at that.
♫ ·ﾟ𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐀 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
𝗧𝗼𝘁𝗮𝗹 𝗪/𝗖 | 23.9K + 7.1K in blurbs
𝗔/𝗡 | well hello everyone! This is based on my short drabble about Tarzan!Steve, but changed a bit for storyline purposes. In this verse, Sam has always been Captain America and best friends with Bucky. Also, since I felt weird with consent from Steve’s side, there won’t be smut until part 2 where he’ll fully understand what sex is. BUT, there will be an alternative dark!Steve version that’s sort of just pure filth because why not. No gifs/photos belong to me, found bottom ones on Pinterest [1 | 2] all credits go to the original creators. [*=smut] ☼ 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐊𝐨-𝐟𝐢 ☼
Feel free to send blurb requests or asks about this series! ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐉𝐎𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓!
For blurbs and the alternative dark version since this story is completed: 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓: 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 — ˖◛⁺⑅♡ 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒: 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍
˗ˏˋ𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭ˎˊ˗ ⋰˚ 𝐂.𝐄. & 𝐂𝐨. 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 — 𝐀𝐎𝟑
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒: (3/3)
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Alternative DARK version*
What A World Drabble Masterpost: 1 - 2
Role Reversal: 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐄𝐲𝐞 [feral!reader]
𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐒/𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒:
bubbles
a lil about steve
marking*
typical jungle boy behaviour*
little hand
baby fever?
his mind, body, and soul*
9 kink drabbles* (see more drabbles in the gallery👇)
steve and his adventures with food: 1 — 2 — 3 — 4
steve wants a pet: 1 — 2
letters from steve
winter wonderland
𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐘: tags
𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬: #what a world drabble
Discussions/Drabbles: thots — fluff — dark — dark!reader — angst
All asks — Theories — Art — Ideas — Videos/TikToks — ??
Specific tag drabbles: sex toys* — periods — sex tape*
Tarzan!Steve aka WaW!Steve — Dad!Tarzan!Steve
Spicy Videos
Setting: Jungle
need
roommate! bucky barnes x reader
summary || Bucky gets horny while watching a movie.
warnings || handjob, crack fic — MINORS DNI
divider by @firefly-graphics
I don’t even know what this is lmaooo.
You stifled a yawn as you stretched your legs further into Bucky’s lap, it was a tradition now since your feet always got cold. Your eyes were drooping low, but you shook your head to stay awake. The TV was throwing colours over the overwise dark room and you were getting sleepy looking at the bright screen.
“That boring?” Bucky asked, turning away from the stupid horror movie he had chosen. “No. I’m just very tired.” You lied. You were sleepy, while watching a horror movie, and it wasn’t even halfway through. The movie was just downright terrible.
“Don’t lie. I know it’s awful. Kinda was a bad pick.” Bucky said dejectedly. “Uff, glad to know I’m not the only one who thinks this is pathetic.” Bucky was a little touchy when it came to the movies he selected, so you tended not to usually criticise them in front of him.
You were about to switch off the TV when suddenly the main characters started making out, in the middle of a haunted house. You wanted to roll your eyes, but the scenes were oddly arousing. The scenes progressed further until they were literally fucking in the dilapidated room.
You wiggled your feet a little in Bucky’s lap to get more comfortable, but then foot accidentally touched something hard and hot in his pants. You both stilled and left the TV to look straight into each other’s eyes.
A devilish idea crossed in your head and you pressed your foot down a little harder. He hissed through his teeth and yet didn’t stop you, so you decided to continue rubbing your foot over his tented pants. But then you purposely took your leg away to gauge his reaction.
“Don’t tease me doll.” His voice was raspy as he looked at you with lust blown eyes. You crawled further until you were right next to him. In the dim light of the TV playing the now forgotten movie, you could see his blue eyes sparkling.
Bucky was a gorgeous man and you’d be a fool to not want him. Bucky placed his hand on your chin and smashed your lips together in a passionate kiss. You trailed your hand down the hard planes of his body as you kissed him.
“Fuck.” He cursed when you slipped your hand into his pants and curled your hand around his hot length. You pressed tight circles on his slit with your thumb and spread the precum. He closed his eyes and leaned against the sofa once you started moving your hand along his length.
You had accidentally seen Bucky naked once, and you knew he was well endowed. But jerking him off was a whole another experience. Your eyes weren’t leaving Bucky’s face because he looked absolutely magnificent, his eyes closed and his plump lip trapped between his teeth as he relaxed.
“I’ve wanted this for so long… fuck!” He sighed as you twisted your hand around his head. “Why didn’t you tell me before?” You asked as you started moving your hand faster. “I… I thought you didn’t want… fuck, I’m going to cum!”
“No wait! Not on the couch please!” You cried out. You were about to take your hand away, but Bucky held you there. “Please god, don’t stop!” His hand guided your fist to go faster. “Bucky! You’re going to ruin the couch and the carpet.”
“No. Take…” he closed his eyes and you could feel that he was on the edge as his cock twitched in your hand. “Take the mug.. quick!” Following Bucky blindly, you took the first cup you could reach on the table. Bucky groaned loudly as he came and you collected his cum in the cup.
Bucky’s body sagged into the couch when he came down from the orgasmic high. You giggled like idiots about what just had happened before your eyes went back to the mug. “Oh my god Bucky! You just ruined my favourite coffee cup!” You screamed.
“I wouldn’t say ruined it…. umm, I just added some extra cream.” He said laughing at his own joke. “Ewww. Not funny.” You said making a face. Bucky pulled you back in his arms and held you there. Soon, you too started laughing on the absurdity of the whole situation. “Well, it was still better than the movie.”
Heavy Tipper
Summary// Camgirl sites were nothing new to Bucky, but a familiar face has him tipping heavily and requesting a private chat.
Warnings// maybe angst?, fluff, smut, video call sex, some dirty talk, mutual masturbation, Camgirl work, some taunting, roadhead (aka m receiving oral while driving), oral (f receiving), overstimulation, kinda face riding?, couple bites, light choking kink (Bucky receiving), light aftercare, fluffy morning sex,
AU// DBF!Bucky x Camgirl!Reader
Note// this is filth and I’m not gonna say sorry for it. There’s around 4 smut scenes. Oops 😅
18+ ONLY MINORS DNI
Sure there was a twist of guilt in Bucky’s stomach when he had discovered your live cam show, one he had ignored when he clicked the icon and tipped- heavily.
But, the guilt had surpassed by the time he requested a private chat.
It wasn’t Bucky’s first time on a website like this one. Watching live camgirls to pass the time and relieve some stress was something he did more often than he wanted to admit.
The moment he saw a familiar face in a preview his mouth went dry. Fingers hovering over the mousepad of his laptop as he debated clicking the icon.
A part of him felt guilty watching someone he’d known for three years in such a vulnerable state over the internet. Especially since he was so close with your family that there wasn’t a family gathering he’d missed in that time.
Maybe that was why he kept clicking the tip button until you gave the camera a sweet smile and said goodbye, before he gladly paid the hundred and fifty dollars for a private video call.
The moment you’d accepted the request and saw the broad chest on your screen you knew something looked familiar. The flash of a dark metal left hand and the edge of a patterned throw blanket you recognized as one you’d gifted him on Christmas, making a smile crack across your features.
Bucky Barnes with his head just out of the frame, broad shoulders and thick arms hidden behind a long sleeved shirt.
The same sweet, handsome Bucky who lightly flirted with you every chance he had. The one who the closest you’d ever been to getting a glimpse of what he looked like naked was in his swim shorts in your backyard. Who was now paying to get off with you over a cam site.
He was so caught up in looking over the lingerie set that was different than the live show previously, that he’d forgotten you were there for only him and not a full audience. A soft laugh drawing his attention back. “Gonna let me see, stud?”
His heart plummeted to his stomach when the pet name dripped from your lips like honey. Something he’d heard from you multiple times over the three years he’d been friends with your dad. But- what hurt would it do if you did know it was him?
“Uh- yeah, yeah.” He stumbled over his words, making sure to keep his face out of the frame as he leaned forward to sit his laptop on the coffee table, lifting his hips enough to shove his sweatpants down.
You couldn’t stop the soft moan that left your throat when his hand wrapped around his thick shaft, mouth starting to water just at the sight. Tip an angry red and shiny with precum as he cleared his throat, a slight flick of his wrist twisting his hand up so he could run his thumb over his leaking slit. Spreading his precum to let his hand glide easier.
Bucky didn’t know where his usual confidence had went as he listened to the blatant filth you spoke. Everything stuck on his tongue as he watched your hands roam your soft skin. Legs spread wide so he could watch your fingers plunge into your cunt, wishing he could just bury his head between your soft thighs and never move.
“Need you to talk to me- what do you wanna do?” Your seductive tone tore through him, eyes hooded with lust as you looked at your screen. Taking in the way he tugged his cock, thighs tensing when he’d twist his hand just right.
“God, fuck- wanna stuff that mouth, pretty girl.” He grunted out, gritting his teeth to ground himself until you were finished.
A breathy moan sounded through his speakers, your teeth grazing your bottom lip. “Do ya’? Looks so heavy, stud. Don’ know if it’ll fit.”
“It’ll fit- pretty pussy looks so wet bet I could slip right it.” Bucky was almost choking on his words when your head tipped back in a drawn out moan.
Seeing him in a state like this one set your entire being on fire. Bionic left gently tugging his heavy sac as he furiously fisted over himself, your mind wandering of how his large hands would feel against your skin other than the touches that maybe lasted a little too long- but you still wished would last longer.
Or how those thick thighs would feel cushioned under you, his hips thrusting up into you as his long, thick fingers wrapped around your throat. Taking what he needed and more as he took you apart.
“S’close-“ you panted out, applying just the right amount of pressure to your clit to pull the coil in your core tight enough to snap. A breathless moan feeding into the mic and through his speakers.
“Look so handsome like this,” you breathed out, riding through the afterglow.
“S-shit- gonna make me fuckin’ come, sweet girl.” Bucky knew how pitiful the whine that pulled from his throat sounded, but he couldn’t help it.
He’d never imagined you’d say anything even bordering vulgar, yet here he was jerking off over a video call with you spilling dirty thoughts from your lips like it was a normal conversation. Talking him through a body tensing orgasm as his release coated his hand and clothed abdomen in thick spurts.
He cursed under his breath as he blinked his eyes open, seeing that you were sitting straighter in front of the camera with a proud smile.
“Hope to see you on here again, handsome.”
Bucky was going to try his hardest not to get too flustered over the belated birthday celebration at your dad’s. Having a beer with him in the kitchen when he heard the from door opened.
“Sorry, I’m late- happy late birthday, stud.” You chirped, gift bag in one hand as your free arm went around his neck for a hug.
“Thanks, sweets.” He chuckled, hand resting on your lower back as you pulled away. “We just ordered food. So, you’re not too late.”
“Perfect timing actually.” Your dad chimed, taking a long drink from his beer.
“This is for you.”
Bucky eyed the bag you held out for him before narrowing his eyes at you. “Thought we agreed on no gifts.”
“Like you can actually expect me not to bring you a birthday gift.”
Bucky’s close proximity was driving you nuts, especially after the night before.
His lingering touches and wandering eyes making your heart race over dinner, his breath fanning your jaw and lips nearly touching the shell of your ear when he leaned in to crack a joke.
As you stood at the sink washing the dishes, you could feel his body heat radiating into your back when he stood behind you. Towering over you as his heavy left hand landed on your waist and he leaned down to talk to you.
“Come out for a smoke with me?” He asked, a suggestive tone hidden in his voice.
“I don’t smoke, you know that.” You laughed lightly, turning to face him as his hand dropped back to his side. A smirk curling the corner of his lips.
“Keep me company.”
Nodding, you followed him towards the back patio. “I know you were the one in my private chat last night, Buck. The arm made it pretty obvious.” You said once you’d slid the patio door shut, Bucky glancing at you through his eyelashes as he lit his cigarette.
“You’re not mad?” He murmured, exhaling the grey smoke.
“Well… you single-handedly paid half of my rent last night, so.” You shrugged, hooking your fingers in his belt loops to tug him closer. Looking up at him with narrowed eyes. “How long have you been watching?”
“Last night was the first time.” He took another long drag from his cigarette, looking at the cherry at the end. “A part of me wants to feel bad, because of your dad. But… I can’t even force myself to. Like- I knew you were gorgeous, but goddamn you’re a fucking goddess.” He huffed out, heat burning your cheeks as you looked up at him.
“I mean… just look at you. So cute and precious, but you’ve got a filthy mouth on you, sweets.” Your stomach flipped at his words, large hands caressing your waist before slipping down to grip your backside. “I just wanna fucking ruin you.”
“Gonna tell me what you’re gonna do to me while we’re on my dad’s patio? During you’re birthday celebration?” You teased, slipping your fingers under the hem of his t-shirt to feel the taut muscles that laid under smooth skin. “Not something that someone would do to their best friend.”
He groaned quietly, leaning down to talk in your ear. “Don’t shame me for wanting to fuck you senseless. I’d make you forget your own name, pretty girl.”
You whimpered, quickly covering it with a light laugh. “Where was all that talk last night, stud? You were wrecked for me and I never even touched you.”
His grip tightened on your ass to pull you closer. “Keep running that mouth I’ll fulfill that promise of stuffing it.” His tone was low and sultry, plucking something deep in your core as arousal pooled in your underwear.
“You’re the one who paid for me to get you off. Bet you make the cutest faces when you come.” You tested, getting a huff in response.
“Let’s see if you can keep that attitude when I’m done.”
You were quick to gather your things and head to the door once Bucky had finished his cigarette. Poking your head in the living room door where you dad was watching the tv. “Buck is giving me a ride home. Saves me money on a cab.”
“Alright, hun. Be safe- drive safe.” He gave Bucky a pointed look as a heavy hand rested on your upper arm.
“Gotta be a responsible driver with such precious cargo.” He joked, pulling the front door open.
“Drive safe, I mean it!” Your dad called as you walked out, getting a thumbs up in response.
Anticipation bubbled in your stomach during the drive as you leaned your forearm on the armrest. Turned to face Bucky as your fingers danced along the seam of his jeans, gradually creeping closer to the hardened bulge until you caressed it through the straining fabric.
Bucky’s grip on the steering wheel tightened when you gave him a light squeeze, chest heaving as he tried to focus on the road. “You’re already rock hard. Bet I could get you off before we even get to your house.”
He let out a dark chuckle, right hand moving from the shifter to prod at his belt and unfasten his pants. “Better get to work then.” He murmured, holding the back of your head as you slipped his erection out of the front of his briefs.
Bucky had to will himself to keep his eyes open when your lips wrapped around him, choking back a groan and gripping your hair as your head bobbed.
The position wasn’t the most comfortable, but the rewarding sounds that filled the small space made every second worth it. His hips rolling up slightly to push further into your mouth, left hand gripping the steering wheel so tight it would be surprising if there weren’t dents where his fingers were.
Luckily there was a red light when the swirling pressure started to crest higher, Bucky’s hand urging you further down in him until your throat constricted around him and hot spurts of his release flooded your taste buds. A drawn out moan vibrating from his chest as his head rested back against the headrest, riding out the aftershocks with gentle rolls of his hips until you pulled away. Cock still twitching as he grabbed your chin in his hand, smashing his lips to yours.
You traced your fingertips over his softening cock as his tongue slipped into your mouth, moaning at the taste of himself lingering on your tongue.
“Told ya’.” You smiled against his lips, his fingers digging further into your cheeks.
“Sweets, your pretty cunt probably can’t take me. Stop being a brat.”
Once Bucky had finally pulled into his driveway, you could feel a nervous twist in your stomach. Not one that made you want to back out, but one that added to the excitement that had your heart pumping since the talk on your dad’s patio.
“You’re clean right?” You asked as you guided Bucky’s shirt up, backing him to the bed as he slipped it off over his head.
“Of course.” He nodded, discarding his jeans and boxers before a hand pressed to the center of his chest urged him onto the bed. Laying on his back, propped on his elbows as he watched you strip the rest of your clothing off and climb on top of him as gracefully as you could. Sitting on his lower abdomen.
Goosebumps broke out across your skin as his hands caressed your sides, ghosting over your breasts to cradle your jaw in his fingers. Pulling your lips down to his in a sweet, tender kiss. Your hands exploring the expanse of his thick chest, feeling every dip under your fingertips as a shiver rolled down his spine from the delicate touch.
A surprised squeak left your throat when he rolled to hover over you. Soft lips and scratchy facial hair tracing your skin as he kissed his way down your neck and chest, sinking his teeth into the top of your breast until you let out a squeal and tried to squirm away.
“Sorry,” Bucky chuckled, soothing over the fresh mark with his tongue before continuing his path down. Pressing your thighs further apart as your twisted his short hair between your fingers. Heart thumping in your chest as he moved your thighs to rest on his shoulders and teased everywhere besides where you needed him.
“James, don’t tease.” You groaned, trying to buck your hips to meet his mouth before his bionic left arm draped over your stomach to hold them down.
“M’not teasing, just appreciating.” He breathed out, grazing his teeth along your inner thigh until a needy whine poured from your lips and you squeezed his hair.
You swore you were already teetering on the edge, that the moment you felt his warm tongue against your throbbing clit you’d turn to putty in his hands.
And you weren’t completely wrong-
But, Bucky wasn’t stopping at just one. His mouth not lifting from your cunt as you tried to squirm from his hold, aftershocks never seeming to stop the twitches of your body.
You weren’t sure if you wanted to push him away or keep grinding your hips against his sinful mouth. Lust blown eyes locked on the fucked out look on your face as he nuzzled his face closer, gently shaking his head as your fingers pulled his hair to the point of pain that only made his cock twitch against the mattress.
Your thighs squeezing around his head as you screamed out his name, another body writhing orgasm surging through you as you absentmindedly rode his face. The groan that vibrated against your cunt only adding to the shocks of bliss.
“Fuck, Bucky…” you panted, throat scratchy from the countless highs he pulled from you in less than an hour as he finally lifted himself from between your thighs. Lips shiny with your arousal as he gave you a cocky grin.
“Even sweeter than I imagined.” He breathed out, fisting over himself to relieve some of the ache. “Need’a minute?”
You nodded softly, leaning up to latch your lips to the base of his throat. Hand holding the back of his neck as he let out a content sigh when your other went down to trace along the throbbing vein on the underside of his cock.
“Seeing you tug your cock last night was the best thing I’d seen all week, stud.” You teased, the throaty chuckle that sounded from him making you clench around nothing as his hand replaced yours. Swollen head slipping through your folds.
“Still got that attitude.”
You gasped out when he fully seated himself in your oversensitive walls in a fluid thrust, a guttural moan filling your ears as you tried to adjust to the sudden stretch in the brief time he gave before setting a ruthless pace.
“This cunt is heaven-“ he groaned, gripping your waist as he sat up more. Watching how you stretched around him. His pace bordering brutal as you screamed out for him, hands gripping and clawing at whatever smooth, sweat slicked skin they could reach. Supple flesh of your chest bouncing with each punishing snap of his hips.
Your mind was a floating mess, only able to focus on the delectable pleasure that coursed through you from how perfectly he was splitting you open. Your eyes peaking open to watch his blissed out features- jaw slack to let almost pornographic moans fall out and chest slick with sweat as he fucked into you.
The soft clink of his dog tags being drowned out by the salacious sound of skin slapping and the squelch of your cunt. Your shaky hand reaching up to hook your fingers in the chain, tugging him down to you for a sloppy kiss. Swallowing moans and sharing breaths as your hand slipped up to wrap around his neck and apply a little pressure to the sides.
It took Bucky off-guard, but only added to the building pleasure in his abdomen. Managing to move his fingers to your clit as he found the spot in your walls that pulled the most reactions and fucked into it.
Over and over until an orgasm hit him so hard he thought he was going to black out for a moment. Holding himself up on his left forearm as he pushed as deep as he could and spilled into you. Your teeth digging into his bottom lip and nails carving down his back as you rode through your own.
Taking a minute to gather his bearings and blink away the stars in his vision, Bucky slowly pulled away. Heart beating so hard and fast he thought it would pound out of his chest if he moved too fast.
The shocks of bliss were still wracking through you as he slipped from between your thighs. Smooth metal and warm flesh hands caressing over your form as you draped your forearm over your eyes.
“You okay? Need anything?” Bucky silky voice was barely audible over the dull ring in your ears as you shook your head. Relishing in the way he was making over you as you came down from the final mind blanking high.
Gently massaging your thighs as he looked you over, so gorgeous and fucked out. Skin radiant with the post orgasm glow as you laid bare in front of him.
“C’mon, pretty girl. A hot shower will help.” He cooed, carefully helping you up and out of bed. Biting back a chuckle as you stood on wobbly legs.
But even the deep ache in your abdomen didn’t stop your teasing tone. “Knew you looked handsome when you come.”
Your body was still sore as you shifted around in the comfortable bed, the shower from the first round not stopping another two before both of you tapped out from exhaustion.
Bucky’s bare form was pressed in close from behind as you looked over your shoulder. Being met with a kind smile and those enchanting blue eyes as he laid on his side, propped on his elbow.
“Watching me sleep like a creep?” You teased as he grazed his knuckles along your upper arm. Earning a quiet laugh from him.
“Wore me out last night. Don’t think I’ve gone three times in one night in years.” He hummed, pressing his fingertips under your jaw for you to tilt your head back before tilting his head and locking your lips with his for a brief kiss. “Be nice if we could do this again.”
“Maybe we can.” You mumbled, barely shifting your hips to press against his half-hard cock.
“I think I have one more in me- what about you?” He suggested, hand going to grip the outside of your thigh.
“You’re insatiable.”
“Can just slip in how we are right now.” Bucky breathed out, hand slipping up to grope at your chest and erection pressing into your ass.
“What are you waiting for then, lover boy?” You purred, feeling his hand go between you before his tip prodded your already slick folds.
It was more intimate than the night before- hips slowly rolling into you as he grunted quietly in your ear. Gradually urging your front to the mattress until his sturdy frame was waving over your, stomach brushing your back as he started to grind into your ass. Staying buried deep to keep his tip pressed into the sweet spot furthest in your walls until you reached a breathless orgasm.
“Feels s’perfect being inside you. Don’ want anyone else now.” You whined at the slip of words, hand reaching back to grip the supple flesh of his ass as he filled you with his spend again before pulling away. Fingers grazing along your spine and a tender kiss pressed to your shoulder.
“You wanna be mine, sweets?”
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Imagine you and chubby!bucky being co-stars on a movie who fell in love irl and you’re his date to a premiere and his stylist is getting you ready and he’s just watching you with so much love in his eyes and when you’re all dressed up he thinks you look so goddamn sexy and doesn’t wanna go to the premiere anymore but his team is like “no you’re going” and you two go and he can’t keep his hands off you and the paparazzi is loving all the love and PDA you guys are showing and then during the actual movie, Bucky drags you to the bathroom and eats you out cause he just had to taste you. The end.
Happy Sinday 😌
Pairing: Biker!Steve x Reader
Warnings: Oral (m receiving), smut, no minors.
A/N: Late sinday drabble.
It’s your hands that he notices first. Soft and warm on his hair-covered thighs. Always so soft. It’s how he knows it’s you. Nothing soft has touched his skin in years. Until you. Those warm, soft palms glide up his legs, over his stomach. He shifts into your touch, ridged curved muscles pushing into your fingertips.
“Please,” the word thick and rough in his throat drifts on his tongue, passing his lips in a coarse whisper. His mind, dull from sleep, barely registers your low hum in response.
Your lips trace over the faint freckles peppered along his sun-kissed skin, creating a map of him that only you’ll ever use. Your guide. A personalized key to unlocking his every weakness. The one right below his ear that makes him shudder when you sink your teeth into it. The one below his collarbone, near his colorful tattoo, makes him grit his teeth, hissing out a warning you’ll gleefully ignore.
But this one.
The one on his lower belly next to the thin vein leading down to his cock.
This one is your favorite.
You trace the pad of your finger around it, following the vein down down down his skin, watching his cock, heavy and long and thick, get bigger and bigger before your eyes. Resting your cheek on his thigh, you wrap your hand around his base, fuck he’s so thick your fingers and thumb aren’t even close to touching each other.
He makes a guttural sound in his throat. Long eyelashes fanning across his face, lips parting.
Please
Your hand stills, eyes flickering up to his face. He’s pulled under again, unable to resist the strong drag of exhaustion lingering in his bones. You want to ease his tired body, make him feel good, and you can’t resist the gravelly request escaping his mouth.
You stroke him, your hand moving up his firm, smooth length, your thumb brushing over the vein leading to his tip. You bring your hand down, pumping him firmly, squeezing him before going back up.
Once.
Please
Twice.
Please
Letting your thumb sweep over his swollen head, his hips jerk. You spread that little drop of precum over him, listening to his breath quicken, sleep-addled words falling unbidden from his mouth, nearly indiscernible.
Please
Taking mercy on him, you move until you’re hovering over him, placing a kiss on his leaking tip, you open your mouth, his taste melting on your tongue as you swallow him.
While your touch is enough to drive him to the brink of awareness, it’s your mouth, hot and wet, that pushes him over. You hollow your cheeks, slowly slowly dragging him out of your mouth. Bright blue eyes snap open, his lips part on a breathy faint moan, large hands grip the sheets. You meet his dazed gaze and draw him back, his thick cock heavy and warm, his vein brushing along your tongue. Pleasure like he never felt spikes through him, scorching heat spreading up his spine. He never knew he could feel so good, so incredible. Darkening stormy blue eyes flutter shut, plump lips go slack and his hands, his large calloused hands, find the back of your head, resting gently, letting you find your pace.
“Fuck yes. Just like that Dove. Please, sweetheart.” He makes another noise in his throat, deep satisfaction and need and lust rolling into one breathy plea. “Don’t stop. You’re doing so good. So fucking good for me.”
It could almost be vulgar, the way you’re taking every inch, every incredibly thick inch into your little mouth, the wet sounds you’re making, the soft gag when you take him deeper and deeper.
But it’s not.
It’s so damn erotic that he has to look away, too afraid of losing control, wanting to keep your tongue on him. He’s not that strong, not when it comes to you, the need to see you pulls his eyes back to your face, and oh fuck he can feel the sultry white-hot pleasure cresting higher, cracking away at his resolve.
He needs one more minute.
One more minute.
Fuckfuckfuck you’re so sweet and pretty, lips stretched around his cock, throat bulging, your little hand softly twisting around the part of him you can’t take down your throat.
Sweat beads along his hairline, thighs trembling, hold on for one more minute, he needs to feel you more than he needs to cum.
One more minute of pure heaven. Please
He’s so greedy for you. Fuck one more-
Steve can’t think. Barely getting enough air into his lungs. Because your eyes flit up to his and you moan.
“Dove you’re so good, so damn perfect,” he groans through gritted teeth, veins in his neck distended, his fingers dig into your scalp as he comes undone. “Shit oh fuck, fuuuck.”
He comes, hard and fast, spilling into your mouth. And he almost comes again, watching you swallow every last drop. Steve reaches for you, a feral grin tipping his lips. “Now it’s my turn--“
Beep. Beep. Beep.
The harsh grating alarm cuts through the air. Steve reluctantly opens his eyes, waiting for the ceiling to come into focus, rays of sunlight peeking through the cracks of his curtains.
“Fuck me,” he spits out, glaring at his stiff erection tenting the sheets slung around his thighs, the remnants of his dream clinging to him.
It felt so real. You felt real.
He could have sworn you were in bed with him. Dragging his hand down his face, he makes a frustrated noise before turning off his alarm. Steve sits up, swinging his long legs over the side of the bed, he drops his head down. He can’t take another wet dream like this. He’s going to ask you out.
Today.
You have had every piece of him wrapped around your little finger for weeks now. Now it’s time for you to know that you belong to him just as much as he belongs to you, little dove.
*****
And his next dream is about him returning the favor 🥴🥴🥴. Steve can't wait to make his dream a reality. But are you ready?
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Bucky is Love❤️ Bucky is Life❤️
Down with Crush (Loki x Female Reader) (18+)
Summary : You're an avenger and Loki have a crush on you, but he'd never express his feelings to you. But your thoughts infiltrate his head every waking moment, to find the relief he ends up on Tumblr every night to read Y/N x Male reader fics.
Warning : 18+ , Minors DNI , Sub loki, Male masturbation, slap kink
Note : This is what happens when I can't sleep and sub loki is on my mind.
Loki got enamored with you from the very moment he saw you. You are an avenger, a very popular one. And he absolutely adores you, however he'd never allow his feelings to come to the surface, his secret will remain intact. He can't handle another person rejecting him or the bundle of affection he had to offer.
So he kept the fact that he fancied you to himself. Everytime you smiled at him, his cheeks flushed. Everytime your hands brushed against his he would feel the butterflies, you're strong but there is a softness about you that he would have wanted to explore if he wasn't so afraid of rejection.
Whenever he wasn't saving the world he would hang out in his room surfing through his phone on this thing called web. He had found his favorite site, a site called Tumblr. He loved reading fanfictions, apparently that's what they called it. But he wasn't reading fictions about himself, no no no he was reading about you. He loved searching for your name in there.. Y/n x Male reader, it all started very innocently. He'd search for something fluffy and imagine those scenarios in his head about you. But then he stumbled upon a sex fiction, a smut piece if you will.
He has never come so hard as he did that night. He fondled himself until he exploded all over his torso, he felt so ashamed, so guilty, he felt like a pervert but he couldn't help it. He was so addicted to you. It felt like a drug that he needed in his veins.
"Let's see if I could find something tonight" he muttered under his breath as he laid down on his bed with his phone in his left hand, he made sure to get naked first. You always made him cum so hard, even though he was just imagining it all. He scrolled and scrolled to find a good smut fic that would make him tremble with need. And he finally did.
"Y/n x sub male reader.. fucking hel..yess" he started reading the fiction and it was a piece about you edging him mercilessly, he spat on his palm and then it went straight over his already hard and leaking cock. He needed a release that he craved so badly, he bit on his lips and then licked it as he scrolled down further. The dirty words scribbled by the writer were downright filthy.
"Awhhh my pretty boy you look so pretty like this, all tied up for my pleasure" he moaned audibly as he pictured you on top of him, his arms tied up over his head as you would talk down to him. He pumped his cock up and down slowly, his thumb rubbed against his tip. The sweat beads started to form on his forehead and pooled between his chest, he kept the temperature up for that same reason, he loved feeling so sweaty, so dirty as if he was actually there making love to you, fucking you. Your sweat drenched bodies rubbing against each other, the thought of your warm pussy made him even harder.
"Are you my good boy or not? Because you're being a real brat right now" The y/n in the story gave a small little slap on the reader's cheeks and he pictured you doing that to him. Oh he wanted to feel you slap him, hurt him, do whatever you wanted to do with him. He closed his eyes and thought about your hands as you slapped him hard. So hard, he wanted to feel the sting and then maybe a gentle caress, he'd love the mark you'd leave on him, he moaned loudly as he increased his strokes, he rubbed his precum all over his palm as he fisted himself.
"Ohhh I'm your good boy miss y/n, yes I'm your good boy..fuck please miss..ahh yess" he mumbled as he felt himself getting closer to his peak. He threw his head backwards on the pillow, arched his back as he felt the knot building up in his core. He envisioned your mouth on him, taking him in, your tongue running around his shaft, his length, his balls even and he felt so nasty.
"Cum for me whore" the line made him explode instantly and he screamed your name as he let go, he loved the degrading name being used for him, he wondered if you'd be into this type of thing. It was all fiction afterall. He looked at the cum that splattered all over his torso and he massaged it over his skin, he just wanted to close his eyes and picture you doing this to him. He was obsessed with you, truly obsessed but he would never let his feelings out to you or make you uncomfortable with this.
Because he knew you'd never be into him, you're too good for him, you're beautiful, so smart, a hero. He's not worthy of you, the thought made him tear up and as soon the euphoria he felt from his orgasm died down, the guilt creeped in. You're his friend, one of the only people who genuinely seem to care about him. He truly felt ashamed of such thoughts, but he knew he'd come back to this whenever he'd see you again out there being your gorgeous self. He knew his mind would wander again as he'd picture filthy scenarios in his head about you. He can't have you but he can imagine.
He got up to get showered so he kept his phone down on the bed and left for his bathroom, and that's when you came out of his closet that was right next to his bed. It was his birthday tomorrow. You wanted to surprise him with a gift, you needed the exact size of his shirt but when you heard his footsteps approaching towards the room you hid in his closet.
And you saw everything. You saw everything he did, the way he pleasured himself and screamed your name as he came.
And you intended to use this surprising revelation in your favor tomorrow
toxic | steve kemp series.
summary: steve kemp has found his match.
warnings: smut (18+), swearing, mentions of murder, poisoning, drugging, dark themes, fresh spoilers
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SILVER ➳ BUCKY BARNES MASTERLIST
➳ summary: When your best friends Peter, MJ, and Ned drag you along to a concert, you never expected to fall head over heels with the band, more so the drummer. Wild and erotic, Bucky Barnes is a rich rock star who gets everything handed to him. Between the money, fame, and platinum records, he has a nasty reputation. But when an innocent girl like you comes along, he can't stay away.
➳ pairing: rockstar!Bucky Barnes x College!Reader
➳ warnings: will feature smut, suggestive themes, angst, age gap; Reader is 20, Bucky is 30
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➳ If you love SILVER, check out my original fic on Wattpad; MY SWEETEST ADDICTION
FLOWERS
Hades!Bucky x Persephone!Reader
Bucky watched as Y/n laid in the flowers, the soft light from the sunset giving her the glow that the underworld had taken from her.
Her hair, once nice and tidy this morning with no tangles, now had small knots and flowers braided into the strands.
The god sat a few feet away, admiring how his lover twisted the flowers in her fingers. He let out a soft sigh and made his way over to her.
He stood over her, carding his fingers through her hair. "It's time to go now, flower," a soft frown made its way to her face.
"Can't we stay a little longer? Please Bucky?" She looked at him with pleading eyes as she begged.
"No, we need to get home now. I have some important work to get done." He told her, holding his hand out for the girl.
A frown made it's way to her face, upsetting the god as he hated seeing her face in such a way. "But Bucky, you could always finish it later! Are you sure we can't stay just a little bit longer?"
"No. We are leaning now." He said sternly, making the girl jump slightly and her frown deepen. He took a deep breath and leaned down to her height. "Besides, Cerberus probably misses you by now."
She didn't want Cerberus to be lonely, but she also didn't want to leave the flowers. She looked out to the lake and sighed.
"Alright, but can we come back tomorrow? Please?" She looked at him with her big doe eyes. The god of the underworld sighed and pushed some of her hair behind her ear.
With a sigh and a nod of his head, he slipped his hand into hers and lifted her from her spot in the grass. "We can, as long you promise to leave now with no more arguments."
She smiled brightly as she wrapped her arms around the king. Bucky scooped her up into his arms and started making his way back to their home.
"Wait! I almost forgot something!" She moved around in his arms and he carefully set her back on the earths floor.
The king watched as her bare feet ran over to the spot she'd previously occupied, leaning down and picking something from the tall grass.
She turned back towards him, hiding something behind her back as she quickly made her way back to him. He raised his eyebrow questionably.
"What do you have?" He peeked behind her to see what was in her hands. The Gods eyes widened as she placed a small flower crown upon his head, moving a few strands of his hair so it'd sit perfectly upon his head.
"There, now we can go home," she smiled up at him and slipped her hand into his. With a kiss to her forehead, he slipped his hand into hers and lead her back to the underworld.
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