Imagine Loki Getting Turned On when You Wear A Horse Mask.

Steam (Charles Xavier x f!reader)

Words: 1,505

Warnings: shower sex, nipple play, fingering, a small bit of riding, moaning, very very very mild dirty talk, a TON of pet names.

Note******: I don’t remember exactly how Charles behaved so like... he’s probably out of character I’m sorry

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"Charlie... Baby I'm all sweaty." You laughed, gently prying your lover off of you. You knew that you loved the attention he gave you, and he knew that too. He definitely knew it.

"Then come shower, darling." He whispered, his arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you both together.

You had been gone all day, away for work and you hadn't even gotten to sit down yet, you had left Charles in bed that morning with a quick goodbye kiss before heading out. He had texted you and you of course replied when you could but you both knew how stressful and chaotic your line of work could be.

"Mhm, I feel gross." You hummed, smiling at the brown haired man as he lifted you up with ease, hands catching under your butt as you wrapped your legs around his waist.

"You look gross." Charles joked with a laugh, wrinkling his nose as you gasped and gently hit his chest. "I'm joking, you're beautiful as always, perfection." He assured you as he set you on the floor in the bathroom. "I'll go get the towels and some spare clothes, you get the temperature right."

You just nodded, a calm smile playing at your lips as he left.

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"This is exactly what I needed." You practically moaned, the warm water hitting your back as you rested against Charles' chest.

You were suddenly pressed against the wall, a gentle hand holding you against the cool tile. Your eyes opened and you stared up into bright blue eyes that seemingly looked into your soul. The look alone sent shivers throughout your body and made goosebumps rise.

"I missed you so much today, I want nothing more than to touch you. If you'd allow it." Charles said softly, one of his hands grazing up your side while the other laid against the wall by your head.

You looked at the man, a smile creeping its way onto your face as you nodded. "I'd love that."

The moment you gave him consent he had you lifted against the wall, you were now about a head taller than him. He leaned against you and as you tipped your head back he kissed along your neck, you shivered against the touch and took a shaking breath.

As he kissed lower to your chest you could feel your body heating up, your breath was heavy as Charles made you feel incredible, barely even doing anything and you were desperate for him already.

"You're so good to me." You said quietly, you felt Charle's grin against your skin before he set you down and sat on the bench in the shower, pulling you to him and looking up at you.

"You are a work of art, astonishing and I cannot get enough of you."

He winked before attaching himself to you, his right hand grabbed your breast and simply held it, giving a gentle squeeze to the soft skin, feeling the way it moved in his hands and letting his thumb flick over the sensitive pink nipples.

His mouth had kissed along your breast before sucking the nipple between his lips, teeth grazed the skin there and his tongue rubbed over to soothe the feeling of the gentle bites.

You couldn't stop your trembling moan as he touched you, the feeling sent bolts of lightning throughout your body.

"You like that, huh?" He teased, switching his hand over to the other side and now sucking and nibbling on the other nipple.

You whined and ran your hands through his stupidly soft hair, gripping at the roots and tugging, but also pushing him closer. He huffed against your skin and his free hand roamed from your waist down to your hips, then slid down the front and between your legs to run his index finger through your core, pressing against your clit and smirking as you tipped your head back and pulled a bit harsher on his hair.

"I asked you a question, love. Answer me." He said quietly, pulling away and wiping his mouth, his other hand still between your legs.

"Mhm..." You nodded, your face red as you looked down at him, his eyes were determined as you looked at him.

His hand began to move slowly, his index finger rubbing slow circles against your clit. The stimulation felt divine as you rolled your hips into it.

"Talk to me, darling. You know I love hearing you voice those dirty little thoughts of yours." Xavier cooed, grinning cheerfully as he dipped his middle finger into your, pushing it all the way in and curling it forward to press at your g-spot. The feeling brought intense pleasure and made you moan, your eyes fluttering and one hand shooting out from gripping his shoulders to balancing yourself against the white tiles.

"You make me feel so good Charlie..." You whined, cheeks red with embarrassment as you spoke.

"Aw that's a good girl, you always do so well for me." Charles said quietly, kissing along your abdomen as he slid his ring finger in along with his middle, you now had two of his long fingers pressing against your g-spot.

Charles pleasured you, your hips jerked into his touch, then jerked away so you wouldn't cum quite yet. His pace was slow, he enjoyed taking his time to get a feel for exactly how you felt when he touched you.

"Charlie... Please..." You whimpered, your thighs ached from how tense they were.

Thankfully your lover had mercy and nodded, pulling his hand away from you and gesturing to his lap. "Come ride me darling, I love seeing you on top of me." He said with a charming smile.

You just nodded, climbing onto his thighs and positioning yourself over his length, it was red at the tip and leaking pre-cum already.

As you rolled your hips to a slow rhythm you could feel Charles thrust into you, urging you to speed up a bit more.

"Eager?" You teased, humming sweetly.

Charles laughed and stood up, one hand cupping under you before he pressed you to the wall, pinning you there and laughing.

"Well, what can I say? Every time you give yourself up to me I just feel so... honored to have that chance and I want to be able to have some fun with it and hear you scream for me." Charles laughed, before you could reply he shoved his fingers in your mouth, they had a bitter taste that definitely caught you off guard.

Before you could process that he pushed the fingers he was just using in you in your mouth he began thrusting, your body bouncing up the wall a bit as he let out a deep grunt.

You could only moan and let your head fall back, your eyes rolling back as Charles did everything just right to make you shake against him.

"You feel so good darling, so hot, so tight." He mumbled against you, his lips now attacking your neck again.

Charles leaned down and brought your nipple to his lips again, looking up at you and grinning like an idiot.

The intense feeling of him stretching you and filling you perfectly along with the sharp pleasure from him biting and sucking your obnoxiously sensitive nipple sent you over the edge in that very moment, your eyes squeezing shut and tears springing up as you trembled violently, your brain going completely blank. You could barely register Charles' loud moan as you squeezed him with a vice-like grip, you could feel him pulse, then felt his hips stutter against yours.

You could hardly register the noises you made but his were crystal clear as he emptied his load inside of you, he moaned beautifully as his eyes rolled back, mouth dropping open so he could say whatever he wanted and it all came fumbling out in a jumbled mess.

"Fuck... Beautiful, you. Love you, love your cunt. Feel so good. Did so good..."

You had come back to the present by now, your chest heaving as Charles laughed, reaching over to turn off the shower and gently lower you to your feet.

Only, you clung to him, legs squeezing his waist and arms wrapping around his neck.

"Baby, you have to let me go-" Charles laughed, you just whined and shook your head.

"Beautiful-" You shook your head.

"Princess-" You shook your head.

"We can dry off if you don't-" You still shook your head.

"Darling, I have to put you down. Otherwise I simply can't give you round two and I can't do that with you clinging to me like this."

You lifted your head, blushing and unraveling yourself from him.

"Cuddles and dinner first... Then we can think about another round..." You smiled, feeling as if you were walking on a cloud, your body felt so light.

Charles noticed your behavior, laughing a bit and shaking his head, you were ridiculous sometimes but he loved every minute of it.

Hey! Do you write for Charles Xavier?👀👀 Would kill for some post cuba charles x reader smut. Shower sex and nipple play 🥵

Yaknow, I thought you meant a completely different Xavier than the one I had to admittedly look up, I've never written for him before and haven't seen the movies in SO long I forget his personality but I will definitely do so!

PSA

I need you guys to lemme know what you all want, I need ideas, I need requests, I do anything and everything except:

ThorxLoki (too close for comfort sibling wise)

And TonyxPeter because to me Peter is like his son.

I personally don't like Steve x Carol but if it is requested like five times then I'll write it.

Here’s my question... Which is better soft Steve or mean Steve? I personally like soft doms who used faux sympathy. Like the “Aw is it too much? Too bad.” type of shit.

Alright guys

I need suggestions, please send in requests for any marvel character/ship (no incest, no real rape, id rather not write major character death) send people who may want something written my way, I have no motivation for anything and am really trying to force some writing out of this brain of mine.

Also I'll eventually get my masterlist put in my bio I completely forgot to when i made it 💔

Solo Steve

Prompt: Steve relaxes in a nice shower. Warnings: Steve beats his dick in a shower, masturbation Words: 691 (It's a masturbation scene sue me) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Steve tosses his sweaty, dirty clothes in his laundry basket. He shivers at the chilled air and turns on the hot water. He doesn't have to wait long for the water to heat up and he's stepping in.

The warmth is an instant gift as it washes over him, the grime from the day sliding off of his body and down the drain. His mind wanders, initially going over the mission, the people they saved. Then they wander further, all of the people he's helped save. Including a beautiful brunette who happily offered him a personal thank you.

Steve, of course, declined the offer. He didnt know the woman, she didn't know him. But god, if they did know each other.

Her name was Carter. She had beautiful wavy hair that fell so naturally around her face. She had just ran for cover from a massive explosion and not a single hair was out of place. Her eyes were a charming hazel with dark, long lashes framing them. Her freckles dotted across her nose, and her lips were painted a deep red, one that Steve was all too familiar with.

She wore a black pencil skirt, a black button up tucked into it. Work, she said hastily as she dusted it off. The outfit hugged her lower half well, Steve would never admit to staring at her rear as she walked away but it's exactly what he did. He enjoyed watching as her ass bounced lightly with her steps. Her legs were strong, looked even stronger with the heels she wore.

All in all she looked genuinely perfect. To Steve's standards, that is.

His mind really began to wander now, as he finished washing his hair and began washing the day off his body. The heat from the water adding to the heat he felt stirring low.

Celene offered an absolutely sinful reward for his heroic actions.

Offered to take Steve back to her place for the night, make the captain feel better than he ever has. Her voice was so sweet, as if she didn't know exactly what she was offering.

Steve could already imagine watching those ruby lips, kissing down his body, hands following her mouth before she settled to her knees. She'd look up at Steve with these doe eyes as she sank those lips down on him, dragging each and every sound she could from Steve's open mouth.

Steve could imagine as she'd sit on his lap, her skirt pushed up to her waist as she faced away and wiggled side to side, she probably wouldn't even be wearing anything under the skirt.

He could feel as she slowly brought herself down onto him until she was fully seated on his lap. He'd grab and squeeze that round ass, maybe give it a few sharp slaps before rolling up into her.

As Steve imagined this his hand squeezed and pumped himself, the pleasure multiplied simply by the daydream alone.

"Oh, fuck."

He'd grunt as she pleased the both of them, moaning aloud and calling out his title.

They'd switch positions, she'd be on her knees, face buried in the pillow as Steve jerks her wrists behind her back with one hand, thrusting into her and watching in delight as her ass bounced with each rough thrust he delivered.

She'd moan into the pillows, crying out and begging for him to tell her to cum, the sheer power rush Steve got from that alone made him needier.

Steve grunted softly as he thrusted into his hand, his eyes squeezed shut and his head tipped back.

Images of this woman in varying staged of pleasure kicked him into his orgasm.

It was the most intense orgasm he's had in months, it knocked the wind out of him and left him dizzy. He had to sit down on the bench in the shower, catching his breath and watching as the remains of the heavy orgasm washed down the drain.

That woman was going to be in his memory, for a long, long time.

Memory Lane (Stucky)

Prompt: Steve and Bucky take a trip down memory lane which leads them to some... Fun times. Warnings: flashbacks to sexual situations, risk of being arrested (40's laws), real time (?) sex, a little bit of fluff if you squint real hard. Words: 1,872 Note: I rushed this, it is currently 3:54 AM, about the last... Id say 700 words is all rushed and it probably isn't anywhere near my best work. I'll do better, I promise :)  also please request specific scenes you will like to see! I have my ships and everything laid out if you want an xreader just message me and tell me which marvel character and what scene! Then trust me to get it done in probably two weeks or so (I have 26 more chapters to update that Ive been getting done slowly but surely. Please have faith.) 〰〰〰〰〰〰〰〰〰〰

Steve and Bucky sat together up in Steve's room on his sofa. It had been too long since they got quality alone time.

"Hey Stevie. Remember when we were... Well closer than we are now?" Bucky asked out of nowhere, Steve knew what he was asking. If he remembered when they were intimate with each other.

Cap smiled and looked over at him, "Yes, I do. I remember each time we snuck around and almost got caught by the law." He chuckled with a slow nod. Bucky looked over at the blue eyed super soldier, twiddling his thumbs.

"Can you remind me? I know I enjoyed those times but I can't remember any of the situations." James asked softly, looking up at his best friend while his cheeks and ears lit up red. He hated what had happened to him, he lost his good memories, he just remembers that he had fun times with Steve.

"Oh well. Sure. Um. The first time we ever did anything I was so nervous. You were 17 years old. I was 16. I think that was when I realized how much I love you. But basically we didn't have sex or anything but you pulled me under a stairwell and you were my first kiss, you covered my mouth when you moved down to give me hickies because I was so sensitive and we had to sneak around all the guards and police. My heart pounded and I was aching. You had promised that you would give me more but not in that moment because it was too risky." Steve recalled, smiling at how innocent and shy he used to be.

"Well, then what happened?" Buck asked curiously, looking up at Steve from where he laid in his lap and reached up to run a calloused finger slowly along Steve's strong jaw. The strong man smiled as he looked down to admire the long haired boy below him.

"Well, then you took me back to my place and helped me out. You made me feel the best I had ever felt before, Buck." He smiled sweetly at James, affection and pure adoration showing bright across his features. Barnes returned the look, suddenly leaning up to kiss Steve. He took Rogers' full bottom lip between his as they kissed for a while, Bucky moving so he was now properly straddling Steve's hips.

Bucky smiled as they kissed sloppily, tongue and teeth everywhere. Suddenly Bucky pulled away and threw his hair up in a messy ponytail before leaning back down to brush their lips together. They kept their eyes locked as Bucky smirked. "Remember how good I made you feel, Stevie? How I would have you shaking for me within mere moments?" He asked, Steve's arms wrapped around James and pulled him close, squeezing his hips tightly and trying to lean up for another hot kiss, but Bucky pulled himself back and had the audacity to stand back and head to Steve's bedroom.

"I'll be finding the lube you better get your ass in bed, Steve." James called back to him with a sinister smile. Steve laughed and stood up, fixing his clothes before heading back to his room where sure enough Bucky was in his drawers. He had one of Steve's bottles in his hand but was still searching. He hadn't noticed Steve come in yet. Slowly, Steve came up behind Bucky and wrapped two strong arms around his waist. He placed his lips close to Bucky's ear and looked over his shoulder.

"Anything you’re looking for there, Sergeant?" He asked softly, smirking as he pressed soft kisses along Bucky’s jawline. He reached up and unzipped James' jacket to reveal a thin, solid black t-shirt. Steve smiled and let his cool fingertips slide under the tight shirt to trace along Bucky’s abs. The older man let out a shuddering breath at the feeling before turning around and pushing Steve backwards onto the neatly made bed.

Steve fell with a soft 'oomph' and Bucky was immediately on him, lips locked together and fingers running through each others hair. Steve snatched out Bucky’s ponytail and pulled on his dark strands roughly.

James worked on stripping his own upper half while Steve did the same. Once they were shirtless Bucky crawled down his body to kiss Steves defined chest, being sure to leave a nice violet bruise right over where his heart is. Steve let out a soft as the sudden sting from getting a mark and it trailed off into a low moan, making Bucky smirk and boosting his ego.

"Feel good, captain?" He asked gruffly, voice coming out as a low growl. Steve nodded and pulled his mouth back on him. Bucky chuckled but went back to leaving wet kisses and red and blue bruises on Steve's chest before going down to his stomach. Here, Bucky paused to place a kiss on each tensed abdominal muscle before he trailed more hickeys down to the waistband of Steves dark joggers.

Bucky stared up at a needy Steve, smirking as he slowly pulled the man's pants down past his knees where Steve managed to kick them off. Bucky raised both brows at the sudden realization.

"Went commando today, huh?" He teased, smirking and sticking his tongue out. Steve blushed and let out an embarrassing squeal as he felt a hot tongue press against the underside of his length, running from just above his scrotum up to the very tip of his cock.

Bucky didn't hesitate as he eased his head down onto Steve, holding the hard shaft still with one hand as he went further down. He kept his eyes closed and took a deep breath before sinking all the way down, a skill he learned back in the 40's to really fuck Steve up in public places underneath covered tables.

Steve let out a noise closer to a grunt rather than a moan which urged Bucky to bob his head carefully. Steve's hands pulled on his hair roughly, both pushing him down as well as pulling him up for a kiss. With just bobbing his head Bucky got a little bored, so he pulled out the lube from before and without even looking drizzled a little on two of his fingers. He recapped the bottle and then pressed his middle finger to Steve's hole. Needless to say, the large man was surprised by the wet feeling. Bucky hummed a little as he pushed his finger in to the third knuckle, immediately sliding in a second. Steve moaned loudly and his hands shot to the sheets beside his hips, which swiveled and twitched as he quickly got used to the familiar feeling.

"Don’t say its been a while, Stevie. I saw those cute little toys you had hiding." Bucky teased again, enjoying the fact that he was embarrassing the love of his life. Steve's face lit up like the fourth of July and his mouth fell open. Only to immediately slam shut and tuck that nice red bottom lip between those perfect teeth.

Bucky had curled his fingers against that nice little place inside of Steve that made him dizzy, he continued the assault on his prostate just because he loved making Steve almost fall apart from his fingers. Buckys metal arm came up to hold Steve's face and stroke a cool thumb over his cheekbone. "You're doing so good for me, Stevie. Such a good boy just for me." He praised sweetly, smiling as Steve smiled lazily at him.

Bucky angled his body differently so he could thrust his arm better and curl his fingers easier without his arm cramping. Steve gripped Bucky's arms as his whole body pushed up the bed, James hummed softly as he fingered his lover open, smirking as he now got a better angle of Steve's face now that he wasnt between his legs. He smirked as he watched Steve struggle to catch his breath, and saw how he was struggling to even say Bucky's name now.

James hummed and pulled his fingers out. He grabbed the lube and slathered himself, and then rubbed the excess across Steve's entrance. He chuckled to himself as Steve let out a soft noise at the sensation.

Carefully, Bucky used his metal arm to lead himself into an eagerly waiting Steve, they both moaned and Bucky gently squeezed Steve's hip. Once he moved his metal arm he leaned forward, wrapping the metal arm carefully around Steve's tense throat to give himself more leverage. He quickly discovered that Steve liked it apparently because he leaned into the touch, and don't forget Bucky picked up on the little 'tighter'

He smirked, pressing his lips to Steve's ear as he began thrusting his hips in a slow paced but firm slam. "You're still a slut for my hand on your throat, huh?" He whispered, chuckling at the gurgling sound Steve made in response. He leaned back a bit, keeping a hand around Steve's throat and let himself drive into the man.

"God, Stevie. You're so hot, fuck I missed this so much I'm so glad you're back, that you found me, fuck I'm so glad we're back." He panted, hips snapping forward sharply. He missed this feeling, not only this feeling but also the chemistry between them. The sex they had was great then, fantastic now. He thinks its because of their emotional connection with one another.

He let go of Steve's throat to reach down a bit and tweak the hard nipple, flicking it back and forth before pinching and releasing. Steve reached up with both hands and pulled Bucky in for a kiss, moaning loudly into the sloppy lip lock between them.

When they broke apart for air Steve opened his mouth to say something, however he was so close, so absolutely on edge, that he felt as if he couldn't speak at all.

Bucky sensed this and reached between them, grabbing Steve's cock with a slick hand. He teased mostly around the head where he knew Steve liked it before he began furiously stroking the shaft and shivering at the throbbing he felt.

Bucky was closer than he's been in a while so he's about to cum, but waited last second. He stared into Steve's eyes as they came together, Bucky pulled out as he came, watching as their cum mixed together on Steve's tensed stomach.

Once they both cleared their heads they stared at each other for a long time before Bucky leaned down and kissed Steve’s forehead and left to grab a damp wash cloth. He came back to a yawning blonde boy, smiling at Buck the entire time he quickly cleaned him up.

"We can get a shower tomorrow or tonight. Depending on when we wake up." Bucky smiled, chuckling softly as he laid down next to Steve. They cuddled for a while, giggling and giving each other little kisses on the forehead or the lips before they began to doze off together, like they used to as teens.

Distractions

Natasha Romanoff & Clint Barton

Prompt: Natasha is still haunted by memories from the infamous red room. Clint offers his complete support and helps take her mind off of it.

Warnings: some emotional stuff, some sexual stuff too

Words: 2.4k

Note: I called Clint a marksman somewhere in here and some people may think it's wrong but Ive always considered archers to be marksmen. Also the characters are both poorly written in my opinion but I'd love feedback

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Natasha sat in her room, door shut, lights off, it was completely dark, around 2 in the morning. She hasn’t been able to sleep since she saw the date for today. She excused herself from the group she was having fun with and simply went up to her floor to lie down and mope to herself.

Clearly she can’t be alone in her own mind. She heard an elevator ding signaling someone's presence. She didn’t sit up or even look that way.

There was a dip in the bed and that's when she turned her head and smiled when she saw who it was.

Steve sat there, smiling and just rubbing her arm. "I noticed you weren't in such a good mood, wanna tell me what's going on Romanoff?" He asked quietly, lips in a tight line as he looked at her. Natasha smiled and shook her head, pursing her lips and shifting to face him.

"It's just. The date is a marker for when I became... Whatever thing I am now." She sighed, looking up at him and patting his arm gently. "I don't really want to talk about it."

Steve nodded and stood up to take his leave, giving her a firm pat on the arm. "I'll send Clint up here in a minute, I'm going to go back down to talk to Tony and Bruce." He said quietly, taking one last look at Natasha before leaving the room. She let out a sigh and stood up, walking to her dresser and pulling out a t shirt and a pair of fluffy pajama bottoms. She quickly stripped and redressed before laying back down, pushing her comforter down to the foot of the bed and laying down under the sheet. There was a quiet tap on her door before it opened and an all too familiar face peeked in.

"Hey there Nat. Steve told me to come talk to you, is everything alright?" He asked quietly, as if he spoke too loud it would break something. Natasha rolled on her side to face Clint and pat the spot beside her on her bed. The marksman came in and shut the door softly before walking over.

When he sat down he laid back against the headboard and laid his legs out in front of him. Natasha scooted closer and laid her head on Clint’s thigh.

Their relationship had always been questioned by others, they weren't really sure what they were either. They acted like a couple, went out on dates sometimes, kissed and cuddled, and sometimes things got a little hot between them as well. There have been several occasions where the both of them have shown up for training littered in scratch marks and bruises from nights before. So they had a complicated relationship to say the least.

Clint took Natasha's hair down from the messy ponytail it was in and combed his fingers through her hair slowly. Natasha instantly relaxed against him and sighed. "Thank you, Clint. For coming up here and checking on me, I'm glad I’ve met you. Its just. The day I didn’t realize what it was so when I found out I was hit instantly with remembrance of what I've become. Who I've become. I'm so glad I've become who I am otherwise I wouldn’t have met you and I wouldn't have been able to become so happy but I always wonder what if I had just been normal?" Natasha rambled on and Clint simply listened and played with her hair. When she finished he looked down at her and smiled, letting his hand trail down to cup her cheek.

Natasha smiled and leaned up, reaching up with one delicate hand to comb through Clint’s hair on the back of his head. Her fingers tangled in suddenly and she pulled him down into a slow kiss. There wasn't any heat behind it just soft, passionate kissing.

Clint pulled away with a throaty chuckle and looked at Natasha despite it being dark in the room enough light was in there for them to see each other.

"Nat, I am so lucky to have met you. You make me so undeniably happy and I hate to see you in such a low spot. I understand that today is a rough day for you but I'm here for you and I wont leave until you need me to. But right now you need someone here and that is gonna be me until you are sick and tired of it. I'm here to listen, comfort, and distract you from your pain in any way needed." Clint whispered sweetly, pressing his forehead to hers and wrapping a large hand around hers as it came up to touch the side of his face. All at once Natasha pulled Clint into another kiss, this time holding fire and desire in it.

Clint blindly reached around behind him until he found the lamp and turned it on. The sudden light made Natasha pull away and smile at him. "I want to be able to actually see you while I cause a distraction." Clint smiled as he shifted so Natasha laid on her back and Clint hovered over her.

They kissed for a long while, Natasha would nibble and bite on Clint’s bottom lip to pull out deep groans and grunts from the man above her. His hands ran over her sides and to her hips then up her legs that had wrapped around his waist. His hands wandered to her knees then came back up to her sides underneath her shirt. Clint pulled away to sit back on his knees between her legs, his rough hands gently massaged and caressed Natasha's pale breasts, giving them a firm squeeze before he began to pinch and tease her sensitive nipples.

Natasha's back arched into the stimulation and her eyes fluttered shut, her small hands gripped his large wrists to have something to hold on to while he touched her. Out of everyone she's ever been with he's the only one who stuck around long enough to learn exactly how to unwind her. She didn't understand why he stayed but she's more than thankful for it every day they spend together. Natasha sat up and ripped her shirt over her head before laying back down to let Clint continue his assault on her torso. He leaned down over her body to place a wet kiss right under her jaw, followed by on her collar bone, then he paused right below the collarbone to suck a dark purple bruise into the pale skin.

Clint always loves marking Natasha, he thinks that the dark purples, blues, and reds all look beautiful compared to her skin as white as cream. He loved how they made her body shiver and rather than snarky remarks he pulls beautiful moans from between her cherry red lips. He loved pleasing Natasha, he would spend hours teasing her and making her feel the best she ever has before.

Clint continued his kisses, kissing between the soft breasts before going off to the side and swirling his tongue around the perky nipple, then closing his lips around it to suck on the skin softly. He let His teeth slowly and carefully scrape over the sides before he pulled away and smirked as he saw the heaving breaths Natasha was taking. Whenever he stopped the assassin would lift her head up with a pout, followed by a whine from the back of her throat.

Natasha swirled her hips around and pushed them up against Clint's. Even through the soft material of her pants and his sweat pants she felt a jolt of pleasure spark through her abdomen. She impatiently ran her hands under his shirt and tugged it up and off. Immediately her eyes landed on his chest and his arm, Natasha always loved his tattoos, she loved to admire them and take her time to kiss over the soft inked skin. Just as she went to flip them over to appreciate his body Clint put a firm hand on her chest and leaned down again.

"I know you like to take control, princess. But tonight is about you. Im going to make sure you see how perfect I think you are no matter what your past consists of." He whispered against the soft skin of her flat stomach. Natasha bit her lip and relaxed, slowly calming herself down and taking a deep breath in before closing her eyes and letting herself be pleasured.

Clint took this as an okay and pulled her fuzzy fox print pajama bottoms off and tossed them aside. His lips traced over the faint mark of her abs and left more hickeys on the smooth skin before kissing down to her hips where he barely bit the jutted out hip bone and sucked in a mark as well. Natasha's hips jerked roughly with every kiss and bite, she was practically grinding her now exposed clit against his jaw. Clint snickered at her impatience and wrapped his tan hands around her thighs before diving in and moaning against her clit as he finally tasted her.

Natasha let out a very audible squeal and immediately her back arched, her bright eyes rolled back, her thighs clenched around Clint’s head, and her long nails scratched his scalp as she pulled his hair roughly. Clint only let out another moan against her, looking up her body at Natasha blissed out face. She let out quiet moans, she usually wasn’t that loud in bed until it came to Clint’s fingers.

Rather than jumping straight to his fingers Clint decided to continue lapping at her swollen clit, flicking his tongue against the nerves and smirking as Natasha's hips arched up against his face. She mumbled random nonsense, which Clint zoned in on.

"Oh fuck... Fuck fuck fuck Clint... Oh my god-fuck-" Nat panted and let out a surprised squeal when suddenly Clint’s middle finger pushed into her all the way to the last knuckle. Her body froze as he continued sucking and licking over her clit, his finger slowly pumped a couple of times before suddenly curling up all at once which made Natasha lock up and let out a loud moan from the sudden intense pleasure rather than the dull, constant pleasure from his tongue.

Suddenly all of her senses were heightened, Clint continued quickly curling his finger inside of her while his tongue flicked back and forth across her clit. She felt as if it were too much yet still not enough.

Clint was relentless, he wasn't slowing down at all. He added a second finger to Natasha and curled them both, Natasha felt a tight knot curl up in her abdomen. Her hips thrusted against the pleasure and bucked erratically. Clint pressed a hand down on her pelvis which caused Natasha to clamp down all at once and and keep Clint’s fingers inside of her. His tongue worked against her as her walls clenched and unclenched through her orgasm as it ripped through her. She hadn’t had an orgasm this powerful in over a month, some juices leaked around Clint’s strong fingers. Finally she relaxed and looked down at Clint who had pulled away and sucked his fingers clean.

He kissed up Natasha's body and licked his lips before kissing her softly. "Do you have the energy for one more, Natasha? If not that is perfectly fine we can go and get in a bath and then come back in here and cuddle until you fall asleep." Clint began rambling this time, Natasha giggled and kissed him again with a satisfied hum.

"I can go again, but I'd rather you let me have a taste of you." She rasped, sitting up and urging Clint to lie back. He wasn't going to complain at all so he followed as she said and lifted his hips as she tugged down his sweatpants.

Natasha wasn’t in the mood to tease so she looked up through her long lashes as she gripped Clint at the base and slowly sank down. She had to pull back about halfway down and push her hair back before sinking down once more, this time closing her eyes and taking a steady breath through her nose as she allowed her throat to relax. Her gag reflex tried to tighten around the head of Clint’s cock but Natasha had to force herself to fight it and take him down all the way.

Clint let his head fall back and a groan fall from his lips, his hand came up to Natasha's hair to push it back and grip it tight. Natasha hummed a little as she pulled back, saliva dripping down the shaft slowly. She then suctioned her lips tightly around the swollen tip before sinking back down, Clint jerked his head up to watch Natasha as he moaned again. His eyes fluttered just as she glanced up and sank all the way down again.

Natasha continued this steady pace until Clint was grinding his hips up into her. Finally Natasha pulled off and looked up with wide eyes. "You can fuck my face, Clint. You know that." She smiled, he grinned and pulled her back to his cock. She opened her mouth and slid just past the tip into her mouth then let Clint take control from there.

The archer pulled her down a bit more before thrusting his hips up into her mouth, once he got used to the feeling he let himself thrust faster. Clint moaned and let himself go, his muscles were pulled taut and he felt his climax building all too quick. Natasha knew this and waited patiently, adding in soft moans as he hit the back of her throat. His thighs tensed and pulled up just a little bit as his head fell back hard against the pillows.

He couldn't form proper words but Natasha felt the pulsing cock and closed her lips around it just as she felt the hot, salty cum shoot out and land on her tongue and even down her throat. It kept going and once he was done she pulled away, she swallowed everything in her mouth and stuck her tongue out at him. Clint smiled and reached up, cupping her face and stroking over her cheek.

"I hope you don’t think we're done yet, I'm gonna be distracting you all day." Clint said with a wink.

New Recruit

Tony Stark x Scientist!Fem!Reader

Prompt: Tony hears of a new, very talented, and very useful scientist that Steve is interested in having join the team. Needless to say Tony is both appalled at your skills and amazed by your utter beauty.

Warnings: me being bad at writing a smart character (lots of skipping so I don't have to go into detail on science stuff.) Smut, Tony eats you out, then fucks you with your pretty little dress on.

Words: 3571

Note: so I am not good at science at all, I just figured that Tony would need a scientist reader or something I dunno

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"A new scientist? But we already have me and Bruce!" Tony gawked at breakfast, bagel half falling out of his mouth. Steve stood with his arms crossed, shirt stretching over his biceps. Tony was not excited to have someone else join the team, not at all. They already had so many guards and the avengers had so many people and soon enough Tony would forget their names entirely.

"She's coming and you're going to deal with it. Stark." Steve said firmly, slamming down a paper with your basic information on it, Tony skimmed over it before scowling and sitting back, looking up at Steve as he ate his bagel silently.

Fast forward to three days, you come into the large glass tower, amazed at how it looks. You are immediately greeted by a very tall, very broad shouldered man, with his blonde hair pushed back. He was very attractive to say the least, he gave you a warm smile and offered his massive hand out to you.

You accepted the hand shake and smiled kindly at him, "Hello Captain, I'm professor (y/n) (y/l/n) we spoke over email and over the phone many times and I am excited to be joining your science department." You gave a bright smile, noting his strong shake.

Steve smiled and moved to stand beside you, his large hand resting on the small of your back. "Please, doll, call me Steve. It is my absolute pleasure to invite you here. Our science department isn't very... Motivated. However with you here I hope you can lead them much better than I since you are truly qualified to help them in that field." He explained as he led you to the elevator and pressed a button.

You walked into an extravagant living room, very cozy but modern. On the couch was a man wearing a blue long sleeve shirt with the sleeves pushed above his elbows, he had a metal arm and his long, dark hair was tied back in a half up bun. His bright eyes were focused on the game in front of him. Beside him was a younger looking man, laughing and gently nudging the other with his elbow as he played the game as well, he had a bit of facial hair neatly trimmed into a cute mustache. On the floor sitting cross legged was a man with a full sleeve of tattoos on one arm, his hair pushed up into a quiff, he was focused intently on the game, not letting anything distract him. Finally, what really caught your attention was the young boy, teenager no doubt, relaxing in a hammock made of spider silk. He effortlessly hit the necessary buttons to play, keeping him in first place with metal arm guy being a close second.

To the side a beautiful woman says in the chair with one leg pulled up on the arm, a book propped on her thigh. She laughed at the four boys behaving like children. You and Steve just stood quietly behind them, smiling at the scene before you. They were playing Mario Kart with the woman cheering on for "Bucky to beat Peter's ass"

You leaned to Steve, standing on your tip toes to whisper loudly.

"Who is everyone?" The question was quiet but still got everyone's attention. The woman and the man with the long hair were the first to turn, clearly they were trained and could hear every little sound. Followed by the man on the floor, then the man beside the metal armed guy, and then the young teenager stopped to stare.

They all stood and came to you, the broad shouldered, blue eyed man being the first to get to you.

You held your hand out, the man took it and placed a gentle kiss to your knuckles. Your ears heated up at the gesture and he offered a kind smile. Steve smiled as well and patted your back.

"This is James Buchanan Barnes. Bucky for short. He was the infamous Winter Soldier. And my best friend for as long as I can remember." Steve clearly held emotions towards this man, they smiled at each other before Bucky cleared his throat.

"Very nice to meet you, ma'am. Steve told us you should be arriving any day." He smiled, nodding his head before moving out of the woman's way.

"Natasha Romanoff. Russian spy taken by the KGB when she was five. Trained for years to become the best spy out there. Years later here she is with us.”

"Very nice to meet you, beautiful. Nice to finally have a new cute girl on our side." She playfully winked, walking away to join Bucky on the couch. Next was the man next to Bucky. He was very handsome, a small gap in his front teeth which you found adorable, his dark skin was flawless and added to his beauty.

"Sam Wilson, nice to meet you." He greeted, taking your hand and giving a friendly handshake. He quickly left and now came the young teenager, smiling and perking up with a hand held out.

"Peter Parker! Err. Well. Spiderman. But you can call me Peter." He smiled, shaking your hand in a shy, weak shake. You could tell by the handshakes that Steve was the leader. Sam was close to him, and Peter was still discovering things he never knew. Bucky was a gentleman still despite his past and Natasha was driven but still friendly and loving.

"Last but not least. This is Clint Barton." Steve introduced, you smiled and gave him a handshake, he gave a firm shake but it was shorter than Steve's and Sam's. Clint knew he wasn't the leader by any means but knew he had power.

"It's very nice to meet you all. I’m thankful for this chance and i cant wait to get to know everyone." You smiled, everyone waved as Steve led you to the next room, which he assumed would be your favourite.

"Here’s the lab, doll. Follow me so you can meet Bruce and Tony Stark." Steve led you through the room until you came face to face with a very large, very green man. His thumb was bigger than your torso and he intimidated you beyond belief. However he gave you a big grin and wrapped you into a hug.

"Hi there! I'm Bruce! Well. Right now I guess I'm Hulk. But don't worry. I can get small. I'm Bruce though and uh. Yeah this whole Hulk think was from an experiment I did-"

"When you decided to test it on yourself after getting cocky and rather than being exposed to the serum you thought it to be you rather were exposed to gamma radiation that put you through a massive transformation that originally turned you into a mindless, raging, badass of pure fury. Then Fury recruited you and here you are! I have done me research on you before Doctor Banner. It is an honour to meet you." You said quickly, cutting him off as he stared, amazed at your knowledge. He nodded and turned to look back at his work, poking and prodding at whatever he was experimenting on now.

Steve chuckled softly and led you further back until you came up to a door that led to what looked like a mechanic shop. You look around before spotting a familiar face working on one of his latest suit designs.

"Mister Anthony Edward Stark. The man with many names. Up close and in the flesh I do believe I need to pinch myself. I get to work with not only the Doctor Bruce Banner but also the Tony Stark." You smirked, walking up to the man who stood up and wiped off his hand before shaking yours in a loose, quick shake before kneeling down and going back to working on whatever he was doing.

"Thank you for showing me around, Steve. But I think I'll stay here and find my room later. Thank you for the tour, it was amazing getting to meet almost everyone but I'll meet the rest tonight." You smiled and waved at the man who seemed weary of how you were acting suddenly. Much bolder than the shy woman he had met out front.

You kneeled beside Tony without a word, pulling your hair back into a pony tail to avoid any accidents. Tony didn't say anything but he did tense at your presence. It would be easy for him to be upset if you weren't so attractive but here you sat, wearing a pair of adorable kitten heels, and a cute, simple red a-line dress with a red lace overlay on the top and a simple skirt. You wore a light coat of clear lip gloss looking as if it had crushed diamonds in it, and with your salary he wouldn’t doubt if it did.

He shook his head clear of his distracting thoughts and continued messing with the nuts and bolts.

"Are you okay, sir?" You asked, genuinely concerned. You noticed his change in form when you showed up, Tony paused and glanced at you before shrugging.

"Yeah I'm fine. Fine perfectly fine." He shrugged and chewed on his lip impatiently.

Once he was finished you both stood up and he offered a quick flash of a smile before going to head out. You followed him into the lab where Bruce still sat hunched over the little machine he was working on. Tony looked at you before ushering you to follow him. You listened and he led you into an area practically separated from the rest of the lab by windows and short walls.

"This will be for the most part your area. We deal with the chemicals and explosives back here which from what I understand you excel in." He explained, chewing on a thin piece of plastic.

You looked around, touching the surfaces that had recently been cleaned. Suddenly you looked over at him and chewed on the inside of your cheek.

"I mainly focus on viruses and bacteria but yes chemicals and explosives are a close follow up." You shrugged and smiled at him, you touched all of the brand new equipment before getting a real feel for it all. Tony simply laughed and walked out and went to the living room.

"He likes you! Tony never reacts to new ones like that. He's always an ass to them. But you. Hes real nice to you. You were supposed to get his old office but he gave you the brand new one with all new equipment and everything. Tony doesn’t often do that." Bruce said with a knowing smile, you giggled and blushed a little.

"I dunno. He's a true mystery." You said simply before leaving Bruce standing there.

Hours later, now that it was dark, thumping music played throughout the tower as every one mingled. You stuck close to Steve until you got bored. You weren't really introducing yourself until hours from now, it was only eight and you still have four hours until you have to stand up and introduce who you are.

So you decided to grab a few drinks and head down to the lab.

The music was softer down here, you sipped you drinks and set them safely to the side before you pulled your hair back and went through files you had sent Steve for him to print and organize. You went through all of them until finding the notes you were looking for.

You pulled out your containers and the chemicals stored here, mixing them carefully before sealing it and setting everything aside.

That only took you about an hour. Still three more to go. You played music softly from your phone, laying across your table with your drink and a long straw so you could easily sip it without moving.

You nearly jumped out of your skin when you heard footsteps, sitting up and looking around. You relaxed when you saw it was just Tony, putting his tools away quietly. You stared for a moment, mesmerized by how his muscles flexed under his nice shirt.

"You could say hello. Rather than stare. (Y/l/n)." He scolded with a smirk. You felt your face heat up again and pouted. Suddenly Tony slammed his tool box shut and came over to you.

You tensed up as Tony leaned in the door frame. You stared at each other, you watched as his eyes went from yours, down your neck to your covered chest, following the curve of your tummy under the material before falling past the skirt to your exposed thighs, drinking in the sight before him. Your cheeks were as red as your dress by now, Tony stalked near you and you couldn't deny not only the sexual tension but also how undeniably hot the playboy was as he came up to you.

Without thinking you spread your legs to let Tony stand between them, his rough hands grabbed your thighs and slid you closer to the edge so your bodies pressed together. Tony let your lips brush his as he searched your eyes for something.

"Do you want me, beautiful?" He asked lowly, fingertips digging into your soft thighs gently. You let out a surprised whimper, legs closing on instinct. Tony clicked his tongue and kept your thighs spread for him, leaning down to your ear slowly.

"I said, princess, do you want me?" He asked softer, breath fanning down your neck, you quickly nod your head and look up at him, biting your lip and letting your legs grip his thin waist. Tony chuckled and moved to press his chapped lips to your soft ones. His scruff rubbed against your skin as he kissed you, one hand sliding up to hold your cheek in his palm.

You allowed yourself to relax into his touch and kissed him with enthusiasm. You never thought that you of all people would get to kiss the Tony Stark, yes he was known for being a play boy but you never thought you'd get to even be this close to him.

Tony smiled and pulled away, kissing down the side of your mouth to your jaw. "I can practically hear you thinking, princess. Just relax and live in the moment." He whispered against your sensitive skin, a shiver coarsed through your spine as he spoke, his facial hair scraping against the skin gently.

He pulled you so you were barely on the edge of the counter and let his hips grind shamelessly against you.

"God, I’ve only just met you but fuck seeing you in this fucking dress, your long pretty legs out for everyone to see, god your fucking intelligence is out of this fucking world simply hearing you speak turned me on I had to be a dick and distract myself so I didn't simply fucking ravish you then and there in front of Bruce. But now, now princess you're here. You’re here for me to absolutely fucking ruin for tonight at least." He all but growled into your skin, biting softly at your neck before pulling back to lick over the skin. He sucked a bit of it between his teeth and sucked harshly, groaning softly as you let out a surprised moan. You weakly pushed him away, whining in your throat as you laid there.

"I cant have hickeys, Tony," you paused with a breathless moan. "I have to speak in front of everyone tonight." You added with a whimper and a tug on his hair.

Tony reluctantly let the skin go and pulled back, pulling you to stand in front of him. He smiled as he leaned down to kiss you quickly before turning you around and swiftly bending you over the cold table. He lifted your dress and kneeled down, face level with your ass. Tony playfully slapped one cheek, watching it jiggle before he rubbed his calloused fingertips over the pale purple lace of your new panties. You visibly shivered at the sensation and let out a soft noise from the back of your throat.

Tony smiled and pushed your panties to the side, leaning forward and running his slick tongue over the entirety of your pussy. He tipped his head back as he eagerly tasted you, moaning softly with you as his tongue moved quickly back and forth over your sensitive clit.

Your thighs shook as Tony ate you out, bringing up a hand to slide in his middle finger as he kept eagerly lapping at your folds. You let out a high pitched moan, head falling limp as you pressed back against him, dragging your pussy over his face.

"Eager little thing aren't we?" He teased, smirking as you simply nodded and looked forward, cheeks heating up as you let Tony please you. The billionaire hummed and curled his finger, rubbing against your g spot flawlessly. You moaned loudly, hips grinding back even more desperate than before. You babbled nonsense and gripped at anything you possibly could to stay steady.

Tony held your thigh in an iron grip while he effortlessly fingered you, enjoying all the moans as he slurped the juices that came from you. Within no time at all he had you shaking and weakly bucking your hips against his face, whimpering as you felt the knot in your abdomen unravel and white filled your vision as you came.

Tony eagerly licked you clean before standing up and wiping his mouth, you giggled as you looked back at him and slowly raised a leg to rest on the table, opening yourself to him quickly.

Tony was surprised to say the least but he pulled a condom from his pocket and tore the pack open, pushing his jeans down to his thighs, he looked up at you as he rolled it on and tugged at his own shaft for a moment before stopping himself and stepping forward to position himself.

You both gasped as he pushed in, eyes rolling backwards as he dived into your heat. He let out a rough moan, gripping your waist as you pressed backwards against him. He stretched you wide and made you chew on your lip so you wouldn't be too loud despite being in a cement room on a different floor.

Tony leaned over you and held you close, catching his breath before he pulled out to the tip and pushed back in. You both moaned as he began to thrust at a slow pace, holding you tightly as you met his thrusts. Tony leaned over you, lips pressed to your ear. "I wont cum until you do a second time." He whispered, thrusting faster and slamming in harder, his fingers reached around to rub your swollen clit in circles which caused a shriek to rip itself from your throat.

Your back arched at the sensation and your eyes rolled back as he pleased you more, Tony insisted on you finishing first no questions asked.

Your desperate moans and pleas for more filled the air and Tony and you both grew more desperate for one another. You turned your head to meet his lips in a sloppy kiss of tongues and teeth.

Your moans reverberated around the two of you as you neared your climaxes.

Tony grunted in your ear as his thrusts grew desperate, you clenched around him and whimpered and he pinched your swollen clit.

"Please, please Tony I want to feel you. Fuck I’m almost there, Tony please make me cum." You begged, whimpering softly and chewing on your lip.

Tony made it a point to thrust harder and rub at your clit more, grunting in effort as he finally made you cum again. You let out a noise similar to a wail as your walls gripped Tony like a vice.

"Please, oh fuck Tony god you feel so good! Fuck Tony it feels so good. Oh fuck thank you Jesus fucking Christ thank the heavens." You panted, blissed out and unaware of what exactly you were saying.

Tony chuckled and thrusted hard, moaning and pressing in deep as he filled the condom. Once he pulled out he tied the condom in a knot and tossed it in a bin nearby. You laid there as Tony gently fixed your pretty panties and then pulled your dress back down.

He leaned over you, giving you one soft kiss before sitting up and patting the table.

"Alright, up up missy. You look like sex and you have a speech to deliver in about an hour and a half." He said softly, you slowly sat up, groaning as you slid your shoes on and he led you upstairs.

"Don’t worry, princess. This won't be the last time." He whispered as you entered the elevator to greet your new family and friends.

Do you have a master list?

I do not! I uh 😅😅 I actually dunno how to even go about making one because it's never crossed my mind to make one before