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One More Meeting // Mafia!Stucky x fem!reader

Summary: For all of the years that you had known Steve and Bucky, you had never seen them lose control of their anger. All of the murder and violence always being calculated, calm, and dangerous. But today, that all changed and for the first time in years, you were truly scared of the boys you loved.

Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, murder, violence, blood, john walker has a temper, polyamory, dom/sub, threesome, subspace, pet names, sub reader, size difference, reader gets injured, daddy kink, sir kink, size kink, aftercare, praise kink, fluff, angst, vaginal sex, nipple play, cum play, clit stimulation, multiple orgasms, creampie, dirty talk

Word: 5.6k

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summary | when bucky brings his new baby girl in for a check-up, steve does everything he can to make the worst part of the exam more enjoyable.

pairing | soft!dark!doctor!steve rogers x bucky’s little!reader

warnings | dubcon? (reader is crying, scared, disoriented), dark!steve (though he’s so so soft <3), ddlg (daddy!bucky - not present, little!reader), medfet elements (rectal thermometer, lube, gloves, exam table, depictions of medical setting and procedures), anal play, crying, fingering, forced (?) orgasm, squirting, tiniest bit of overstim, praise, little bit of soft humiliation maybe?, past-tense third-person bc why tf not

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an | alright fellow whores, this one hasn’t been on my list for too long but the idea’s been living in my head rent-free since it popped up in my brain so i just had to do it lol. hope you all love soft!dark!doctor!steve here just as much as i do <3

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With her bare bottom spread wide open to brave the chilly air of the exam room, held in place by the firm triangular cushion propped up below her lower belly, all poor y/n could do was whimper in humiliation, the sound muffled by the nub of the baby blue paci stuffed between her lips.

“It’s alright, y/n,” the kind man murmured beside her as he stood at his metal bedside cart, preparing the necessary equipment for the procedure he was about to perform. “Promise I’ll be nice and gentle, sweetheart. Know that’s such a strange place to be probed in, but we’ll go real slow and steady; nothing’s gonna hurt.”

Rolling up the sleeves of his white button-down carefully as the muscles of his forearms bulged against the fabric, Steve grabbed a pair of nitrile exam gloves from a box beside the sink, snapping them onto one hand, then the other. Trying to keep her eyes free of tears, y/n winced at the sound, the doctor quick to notice her frightened response. “Shhh, you’re okay, doll,” he hummed, picking up the medical-grade rectal thermometer by the squared base as well as the unopened packet of lubricating jelly and a lined gauze napkin before turning back to the exam table, stationing himself at the foot it where the girl was so vulnerably positioned.

“Being so good for me, darlin’. Your daddy’s gonna be so proud of you when we’re all done, gonna tell him all about how brave you were for me,” Steve soothed as he rubbed a gentle gloved hand over the poor thing’s quivering ass. Y/n sniffled, her bottom lip trembling horribly against her paci as she did her best not to squirm. She wanted to be good for the doctor; she really did, but nothing had ever been put in her bottom before, and what made the situation even worse was that Bucky, her daddy, hadn’t been allowed back in the exam room with her to hold her hand through the experience.

“Just putting this here to catch anything that might drip,” the doctor explained as he laid down the napkin on top of the flimsy exam-table paper. “Now we’re putting some jelly on here so the tip will slide in nice and smoothly,” he continued as he tore open the white packet, applying the clear goo generously to the cool metal tip of the instrument. Turning his attention to the girl’s puckered opening, Steve saw that the poor thing’s rosebud was quite literally trembling; softening his voice, he cooed, “Alright, sweetheart. Gonna be a little bit cold, but it shouldn’t hurt. Take a deep breath in for me, y/n. That’s it-”

A strained whine sounded from y/n as the man began easing the tool into her virgin hole. “Shh-shh shh, it’s okay- oh sweetheart,” Steve frowned as his patient began to sob softly into her arm, “doing so well, doll, being so brave- here, this should help with the burning.” As he continued to coax the length of the thermometer in, his other gloved hand found the little girl’s slit; unsurprisingly, a coat of slick had formed between the folds of flesh. Dragging his fingers up, the doctor found her clit, gently beginning to rub the sensitive bud with his thumb while he pressed a finger against her leaking opening, relieved to hear a soft moan escaping her as he began filling her with his digit.

“That’s it, good girl,” Steve hummed lowly as he managed to insert the rest of the instrument into her bottom with ease, continuing to massage along her inner walls with his finger while working tender circles over her bundle of nerves with his thumb. “Now we’ll just let it read- don’t worry, little one. I’ll keep you busy down here ‘til it’s done,” he promised, tapping against the girl’s clit as she ground her hips down slightly against his hand, causing the blonde-haired man to smile. “That’s it, y/n. It’s alright, know that must feel so good. Just let the doctor take care of you, hmm?” he hummed as he worked a second finger into her squelching heat, her arousal dripping down onto the gauze below her as she groaned softly, struggling to keep her eyes open.

Nursing at her pacifier needily in an attempt to soften her pathetic whimpers and moans, y/n could barely keep her head propped up against her arm, a tingling knot beginning to form in her lower belly as the doctor worked her body with ease, his masterful touch unsurprising given his line of work. “P-please doctor,” the squirming girl begged as she shook her head anxiously, her toes curling in anticipation as she felt her climax building inside of her before she could even think to stop it.

“That’s a good girl; it’s okay, you can go ahead and cum for me, sweetheart. There it is, just like that- good,” Steve crooned in praise as the little girl clamped down forcefully against his fingers, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as her orgasm gushed out against the doctor’s hand, every inch of her body contracting in pure bliss. “There you go, good girl,” the man continued to murmur as her contractions started to die down, her pussy throbbing from the powerful high.

Just as y/n was beginning to regain her breath, a quiet beep sounded from behind her, signalling the reading was over. “Just in time,” Steve smiled, circling over her clit a few more times as he eased the metal rod out, causing the poor thing to whimper from the overstimulation. “Sorry, doll. You must be sensitive after all that, hmm?” the man apologized, his eyes scanning the window of the device before revealing, “Well, everything looks just fine here. Now, why don’t we get you all cleaned up, and then we can go find your daddy in the lobby. I’m sure he’ll be pleased to hear how good his little girl was today.”

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Hi! How about 42 with Ari Levinson? 😏

Pairing: Ari Levinson x black!reader

Word Count: 460

Prompt: Distracting kisses from someone that are meant to stop the other person from finishing their work, and give them kisses instead.

You drop the magazine you’re reading to your lap and pull your sunglasses down your nose. A smirk crosses your lips as you watch the muscles of Ari’s back flex with his movements. You should be helping, but the sun and the nice breeze and the crash of the ocean in the short distance called your name a lot louder than the paint buckets. You continue to watch as he stretches out to apply a fresh coat of paint to the outside of your new resort. His muscles ripple underneath the sun, the natural light accentuating every curve and dip of his beautiful body.

You throw the magazine to the side and stand, your toes sinking into the warm sand. You sneak up behind him and wrap your arms around his middle, laughing as he jumps from your sudden presence. You drop your lips right between his shoulder blades and pepper quick kisses along his back as you cup his chest in your hands.

“If you’re not going to help, you need to sit back down.” He chides, “I wanna finish this.”

“I’m. not. Doing. Anything.” You say between each kiss, dragging your nails down his chest and stomach

You swing around him, slipping in between him and the wall and smile brightly as he shakes his head in disappointment. You laugh, throwing your arms around his neck and pulling your face to his neck. He jumps again as your cool lips meet his skin, this time pulling a laugh from him. You drag your lips down his hairy chest and peck at his nipple, laughing as his laugh grows louder and fuller.

“Stop it.” He laughs as he squirms, “Stop!”

You drag your fingers down his sides, your nails scratching his skin as you swirl your tongue around his pink nipple. You bite down and he yelps, dropping his hands to your sides to squeeze you. He pushes you against the wall and pushes your chin up with his knuckles only to find a large smile on your face. He kisses you deeply, stealing the air right out of your lungs as he pushes his lower half in between your legs.

He lifts you effortlessly and places each of your long legs around his waist before sliding his hands to your ass. You push his face in between your breasts as he walks the two of you inside, hissing as his tongue slides down your cleavage. You don’t even know why he tries to fight you anymore. You always win this little game of yours.

“I just want you to know,” He starts, tossing you to the bed and dropping his little green shorts from his waist, “I let you win.”

“Uh huh,” You wink, “Sure you did, Ari.”

∮ 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐁𝐲 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐩

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 | Stepdad!Ari Levinson x innocent!reader x Stepdad's Best Friend!Lloyd Hansen

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 | AGE GAP, STEPCEST, innocent!/inexperienced!reader, jealousy, possessive behaviour, dilf!Ari Levinson, dilf!Lloyd Hansen. size difference: 6’6” Lloyd & 6’7” Ari. SMUT - minors DNI, “exhibitionism” but it’s more like voyeurism, “lessons,” fingering (f), p*ssy slapping, daddy kink, dirty talk, innocence/ruined kink, corruption kink, degradation, dumbification, size kink, dacryphilia, spitting, oral (f), overstimulation, squirting.

𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 | It’s the summer before your freshman college year, and your stepdad’s best friend has been teaching you about pleasure behind your stepdad’s back, or so you think. Based on this ask.

𝗪/𝗖 | 4.19K

𝗔/𝗡 | must resist making this into a filthy series but I have no self control so let's see what you all think first !! reader took a year off before applying to college, and lived with her dad before moving in with her mother and meeting Ari. This was written for my 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲? 𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲… 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲? 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲. All mistakes are my own. [all asks]

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 & 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲: @𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲

˗ˏˋ𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭ˎˊ˗ ⋰˚ 𝐂.𝐄. & 𝐂𝐨. 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Grabbing another piece of bread, you quickly stuff your mouth to muffle your moans. You dare to spare a glance at your lap, which was definitely a bad idea. 

His fingers are drenched, coated to the knuckle with your slick as he pumps in and out of your core. With your cute summer dress flipped up, and your panties hanging out of his pocket—you fall apart all over again. 

Your eyes squeeze shut as your ankles hook around the legs of the chair, hips grinding against his hand.  Weakly attempting to hold him still, you teeter over the cusp and tremble, your juices dripping out and trailing down your leg. Lloyd doesn’t stop, in fact, he only gets rougher. Your grip is nothing compared to his hunger to have you make a stupid mess on Ari’s fancy cushioned dining chairs for the second time that evening. 

It all started when he dropped his fork and slipped under the table to retrieve it. To your surprise, he found more interest in the shortness of your dress, and being crouched between your legs, he caught a glimpse of your pink cotton panties. 

Lloyd couldn’t control himself, he needed to touch you. 

Also, today's lesson was on staying quiet and subtle: “college kids will fuck anywhere, you need to learn to keep those pretty lips shut and not be so obvious.” 

These lessons started at the beginning of the summer after one night of too much wine. To your stepfather’s best friend, you confessed your sexual inexperience and the itching worry of being unlike the rest of your peers. 

He simply brushed over your core, and you choked on a gasp before your lovely stepfather left to refill the pitcher of water. Lloyd took that opportunity to pry your thighs apart and sloppily mouth over your clothed cunt, groaning heavily against you. 

The older man sucked on your clit, flicking the bundle with his tongue and soaking the cotton in salvia before tearing off your panties and returning to his seat. That was just in time for Ari to rush back with the full pitcher. 

For however long, he’s been working you with his fingers. A numbing combination of teasing and overstimulation tearing you apart like petals from a delicate flower. Your delicate flower. 

Surging forward for another piece of bread, you shove it into your mouth. The dull ache in your jaw goes ignored because this was the only way to shut up—Lloyd didn’t give you a break or even a breathier. 

The older brunet scoots closer, it’s barely noticeable and it gets him a better angle on your cunt. He tries to slip a third finger alongside the rest, prodding at your already-full hole, but you’re too tight and too small for his thick digits. Lloyd settles for sliding in deep and rubbing your sore clit with his palm, curling his long fingers against that little rough patch inside you with ease. 

He slows down as he tells a story of his recent travels, or his recent date—god, you don’t know. You can barely think with his thick digits scissoring you open, tracing up your slit to your clit to rub it in hard circles. He pulls back a few inches, then swings forward with a swift slap on your warmth, making your knee slam into the table. 

Your stepfather looks over with wide eyes, “Woah, slow down, honey. You might choke.” He chuckles, refilling your glass of water, “drink something before your mouth dries out.” 

You don’t trust yourself to speak, so you just nod. 

Lloyd has a sick smirk on his face as he lightly spanks your pussy, it isn’t as hard as the first time but it sends the same shocks through your body. 

Ari runs a hand through his long brown hair, “Sweetie, have you told Lloyd about being accepted to your dream college?”  

A squeaky reply is all the men get, your stomach tensing all over again as Lloyd teasingly fucks you with his pinky. The cool metal of his ring presses against your heat, and you want nothing more than to rock against his hand, begging him to just force a third finger into you. 

“Oh really!” He feigns surprise, his moustache twitching as he grins, “well, aren’t you a smart cookie—soon enough, you’ll be even richer than me.”

Ari smiles brightly, “I’m very proud of her, she’s such a good girl. After her year off and with her mother absent so often, you’d think she’d act up or have an attitude, but no. This little one is an angel, never even curses.”

Lloyd knows that, he also knows that you turn into a flustered mess when you attempt dirty talk. The most he ever got from you was a weak, “want y-your mouth on me—down there please, daddy.” 

“Silly girl, you’ve got crumbs on your face, c’mere.” 

Your eyes widen when Ari leans over the table, gently pinching your chin to wipe around your lips. A loud thumping fills your head in the same rhythm as your heart, it clouds your senses as fear courses through your veins. One glance over the edge, and Ari would see his best friend knuckle deep in your pussy, slowly working his ring finger alongside his pinky. 

With stiff bones, you clench your thighs and trap Lloyd’s hand when he tries to pick up the pace—you knew he had a thing for secrecy and the thrill, but it was like he wanted you to come again right now, to get caught. 

After what seemed like hours, Ari finally retreats. When he sits back down, he knocks over a spoon and it loudly clatters to the floor. 

“Aw, shit—” Ari huffs and looks around. “I think it went under the table.” 

“I’ll get it!” You slap a hand over your mouth, and embarrassment blooms as their clear blue eyes land on you, “sorry, um, I’ll get it for you.” 

“It’s okay, I’m not so old that I can’t bend down anymore.” Your stepfather laughs, wiping his hands and pushing out of his chair. 

All oxygen is yanked from your lungs as you try to swat away Lloyd’s hand, but he took advantage of your flustered state and pried your thighs open again. Ruthlessly fingering your weepy cunt, stretching you open as you desperately try to cross your legs. 

You watch horrified as your stepfather disappears under the table, and your shaky hands clutch your dress, hoping to conceal at least a pinch of your modesty. 

Nothing happens. 

“A-Ari?”

It’s quiet for a few moments before a breath fans across your wet core. “I still can’t believe you couldn’t hold back from someone this once. Like really, my stepdaughter?”

A warm hand slides up your thigh, forcing your legs further apart, this time wide enough to fit a tall, muscular 6’7” man. 

Next to you, Lloyd shrugs. “What can I say? When she said how worried she was about being inexperienced, I had to offer my expertise.” 

Realization hits you like ice water, shocking you to the core. You’re limp as they easily manhandle you, making you lean against the back of the chair and slide closer to the edge. You feel like a doll as Ari tugs off your socks, slowly kissing up your calf to your knee, then switching to the other leg for the same treatment. His beard is rough against your skin, tickling you when he trails to your inner thighs. 

You almost forgot Lloyd was keeping you plugged up with his skilled fingers. 

Ari’s hair falls in front of his forehead as he looks up, licking his lips as if he’s leering at a full course meal, “I guess that means I should finally join too. Need to know what all the fuss is about.” Ari mutters, massaging the flesh inches from your soppy cunt, “What’s this lesson?”

Lloyd resumes his thrusts, disgusting wet noises making it all too obvious how much you were enjoying this—crossing the forbidden bridge, betraying your mother and diving headfirst into something you don’t even know. Tears start to well in your eyes, from pleasure and shame. 

“Aw, sweetheart, did you think your stepdaddy didn’t know anything?” Lloyd pouts at you, his hand tracing up and down your slit, from your clit to your creamy hole, “He knows everything. He knows that you rode my thigh, sucked my cock by the pool—oh, and he knows that you want to try anal this summer.”

You’re mortified as Ari chuckles, “I didn’t think you had it in you, baby. Always thought you were my sweet, innocent little girl—now I know you’re just a clueless slut who likes older men.”

The other brunet brings his hand to your face, showing you the strings of arousal webbed between his knuckles. “What a pretty crying face,” He watches the tears trail down your cheeks, and he restrains himself from licking them, “I’m sorry, pumpkin. I had to tell him, that’s what best friends do.” His eyes shine wickedly, “You're his little girl, he has the right to know what I’m doing to his stepdaughter.”

Ari leans close, the tip of his tongue following the traces of your last orgasm until he’s close enough to only smell you, nothing else. “Can you tell me what Lloyd is teaching you today, honey?”

Excitement drips out of you and down your puckered hole, creating a mess under your ass. You’re caught between humiliation and striking anticipation, but most of all, you’re confused—what do you do? What are you supposed to do in this situation?

“I asked you a question, baby. Unless Lloyd already fucked you stupid with just his fingers. Did he stretch your untouched cunt so good that you can’t even speak anymore?”

You helplessly nod, bottom lip wobbling as you slowly grind against the air, “Was s-supposed to keep quiet, not be obvious.”

Ari pins you down again, “Well, you need more practice on that. Almost bent you over the table after watching you come.” He spreads your sticky folds to examine your most sensitive spot. “Bad girl, you aren’t supposed to like this. Aren’t virgins supposed to be pure, not lifting their dresses for men twice their age.”

Lloyd laughs, “your little girl isn’t a virgin anymore, daddy.”

Your stepfather stiffens, head snapping up to shoot daggers to his friend’s face. “You fucked her?” 

“Not me, some guy she met when she went to New York.” 

Ari’s glare lands on you, and you can feel it in your soul. The burning sensation of his dark, heated blue eyes sears through your skin, and erupts an uncontrollable blaze of humiliation and guilt. 

“Oops, did I forget to mention that?” Lloyd hums thoughtfully, the ghost of a mischievous smirk on his lips. “My bad, it must’ve slipped my mind.”

“Yeah, I bet it did.” Your stepfather’s tone is sharper than a knife. 

The beginnings of an apology are on the tip of your tongue—but Lloyd shoves his fingers in your mouth, making you gag and taste yourself. A pitiful whimper floats into the open air, fluttering to the same spot your “I’m sorry, Ari” would have. 

“She’s so cute when she wants to come, or when it’s too much. You should really hear her beg.” Lloyd reminisces of you moaning into his ear the other day when you were bouncing on his thigh in the gym. After watching him work out, he said you deserved another lesson for keeping quiet to your stepfather. 

Looking back, you felt proud of yourself, but now you feel tricked. Ari knew the whole time and you were the fool. And, he just got struck with the revelation that you aren’t a virgin. 

There was no telling what would come next. 

“Too bad she failed today’s lesson. I used to hook up with girls all over campus during my days. In the library, washroom, closets, even hallways if we couldn’t find somewhere.”

“I know, one of them was my ex.”

“Pfft, she was a four at best.” Lloyd turns his attention to you, dipping his hand back between your legs, now soaked with your spit, “But this pumpkin, she’ll be a real hit.” He smirks, “ain’t that right? You’ll show all the guys what we’re going to teach you?” 

You cry out when he swats your cunt, wet slaps fill the dining room as he repeats the action again and again. A burn emits after each spank on your poor clit, right in place of his fingers. The moment he stops, Ari takes his place, spitting on your petals and giving you his fair share of slaps, harder and rougher. A clear form of punishment. 

“She’s fuckin’ soaked,” He marvels at the cream and his mouth waters, “You like getting your pussy slapped, honey? Since you like it so much, maybe I should stop. Rightfully punish you for letting some guy pop your cherry without my permission.” He hisses, nostrils flaring, “Lloyd told me you’ve squirted from this, soaked your bed sheets while I was sleeping next door.” 

The moustached man sucks his fingers, cleaning your juices with desire. “I guess you should thank me, Ari. Since all of a sudden, you grew a pair of balls.” 

The implication was true yet you had no clue about it. How much Ari has wanted you, longed for your body under his—for you to be his. So, he did what any other person in his position would have done, his utterly sinful and taboo situation. He forced himself to keep a distance from his young and beautiful stepdaughter because this was wrong, but it felt so right. 

Ari laughs humourlessly, easily pushing your chair back so he can pop up from under the table. Now, on his knees between your legs, inhaling your intoxicating scent as his friend spreads your weepy petals, exposing your most sensitive spot to your stepdad. 

“Think I can slide in there too?”

Lloyd snorts, “You can try, but this little thing could barely take two of mine.”

“What do you say, baby? Are you going to let your stepdad stretch your pussy too?” His lashes brush his cheekbones with every slow blink, the underlying hint of anger still present. 

You offer nothing but a shaky yes, desperate to make it up to him, to be his good girl like you’ve always been since you met him. It was only a year ago, but moving from your father’s house to Ari’s mansion was a dramatic change. Not only did you have an immediate crush on him, but you were welcomed into a world of riches, luxurious yachts and vacations. 

Your attachment to Ari grew quickly. From your workaholic father, to your absent mother, you never had anyone to rely on. While your mother was on business trips or spending her new husband’s money, your pure, sheltered little heart leapt at the chance of having someone to trust. 

He has always been so kind to you, a true gentleman when it came to treating you with honour and respect, he was also who you went to for advice. All advice except sexually—although, he did know about your first kiss. 

He’s been aware of your lessons with his best friend, even encouraged them perhaps, but he’s upset about your New York trip. 

You suddenly wish he was the one to take your virginity instead of that blue-eyed, blond boxer, regardless of how handsome and charming he was. You wanted Ari, you wanted him so badly. 

Your wide gaze follows his thick and long digits circle your hole and collect your juices before slipping in. He’s bigger than Lloyd and feels entirely different. As he reaches deeper, he stretches you wider, and your arousal gushes out around him. 

He’s nearly drooling at the sight of you struggling to take only two, “Prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen, baby. You’ve been keeping it from me—you gave it to someone else, and that isn’t very nice.” His thumb lands on your clit, rubbing hard on the sensitive nub. 

You moan loudly, and your hands scramble, your touch is placed on something and that something happens to be Lloyd’s hard cock. He’s as warm and heavy in your hand as the first time, that familiarity makes your stomach tighten and your walls clench around Ari. 

“Remember what I told you, baby?” Lloyd’s hand dwarfs yours as he secures your fist and slowly moves you up and down his length. He uses your slick from his fingers to make the slide easier. “C’mon, use that dumb little brain for daddy.” 

A series of needy whimpers flow above when Ari scissors his fingers. His bicep flexes when he pumps into you, twisting and curling his digits as you try to remember what Lloyd told you during one of your first lessons: how to pleasure a man. 

“Poor girl, she isn’t going to last much longer.” Ari spits again, growling as it dribbles down your swollen clit to his other digit prodding at your hole, “You aren’t coming until I’ve got three fingers in you.” 

The mere thought of taking three and being that full makes you mewl. Tears flow freely as his ring finger shoves in, joining his two other sturdy ones. He presses to his hilt and out again, coating them in your slick with every thrust. Your pussy weeps a stupid mess between your trembling thighs and you latch onto his head, stabilizing yourself with a pathetic cry, either begging for a break or pleading for more.   

Your fist tightens and Lloyd throws back his head, neck tensing as he hisses your name, “that’s it, good girl. Slowly, don’t want to waste my come, yeah? My baby wants it on her little cunt, wants to feel my seed on her not-virgin pussy.”

Ari lets out a disgruntled noise, his actions getting rougher and the squelching noises get louder. 

Lloyd kisses you, tongue slipping into your slack mouth. Salvia is exchanged between your muffled whines and you struggle to keep up, but with Ari between your legs, you can’t think straight. 

The tingles flutter all over your body, strumming you just right. Pure pleasure takes over your senses, hyper-focusing on the two men that have the strength to shatter you like fine china. You feel so small and powerless next to him, and with one of them devouring your cunt. 

His tongue swipes along your fold, flat and wide, gathering your cream before he spits it back onto you. Making you even messier and wetter for his fat fingers. Your toes curl in euphoria, and you’re entranced by the feeling of every ridge and his warm exhales combined with the slight brush of his facial hair.  

When he pulls back, it’s as if he’s a completely different man. Dark, ferocious and hungry with a beastly glimmer in his eyes. Even on his knees, he still feels bigger than you. 

“Fuck you, Lloyd—greedy bastard.” Ari dives forward, shoving his face into your pussy. His fingers spear you open as he drinks down your slick, his nose rubbing against your clit with every hard stroke of his tongue. 

Every thought, every responsibility is torn from your head and replaced with these two men.

Ari has yanked down the front of your dress, massaging your breasts and pinching your nipples as he devours you. Drawing out your choked moans like he was being paid for it. He releases you with a pop, trailing his lips to kiss your thighs to sweep up any rogue arousal. 

His cheek is pressed to your thigh, his blue eyes flickering between you making out with his friend and your hole as it cries around his fingers, adding to the mess on your chair. 

“D-Daddy, my—my thing please.” You beg, salvia covering your chin. 

He kisses your inner thighs, two fingers in your pussy, “What was that?”

Lloyd reaches down, spanking your puffy clit before forcing two more digits next to Ari’s. With a loud gasp, your hips raise at the sudden stretch. A dull pain blooms from your core, bleeding into every part of your body as your cunt tries to adjust. 

You squeal between clenched teeth, thighs threatening to shut before your stepfather pins them open, hooking your knees over his shoulders. “Poor little cunt—she’s stretched to the brim, makes me wonder how my cock is gonna fit. Guess I’ll just force it in, huh, baby?” 

“Yes, yes, yes—please. Want it, want you.” You blubber. 

“Don’t you wish you had me pop your cherry with my big cock? I would have made you feel so good for your first time, worked you open just like this until you were ready. Then, I would have taken you nice and slow, fucked your untouched pussy, make you come as many times as you wanted.” His voice is low, almost a rumble in his chest, “but no, my little girl had to be a stupid slut and get fucked by some other guy—you shouldn’t even get to come for the whole fucking summer.” 

“Now, isn’t that a bit excessive?”

“No. If anything, it’s not enough.” Ari growls, “That purity—that honour was supposed to be mine.” 

You’re a twitching mess as they work you open, broken cries shake your chest as tears drip down your chin. Your eyes are shut tightly as you blindly reach for Ari’s hair, fisting the strands, you yank him closer to your core. 

You hadn’t even noticed you released Lloyd’s length until he grabs your hand, entwining your fingers and holding you still. 

He curls his digits, massaging your spot, “Oh, I think she wants you to suck on her clit.”

“Is that right, baby? You want your stepdaddy to suck your button? You think you deserve it for being a whore?” He asks. His resolve grows weaker as you moan his name between pleads, feebly trying to pull him to your cunt. 

“Fine, but you’re going to squirt for me.” He captures your clit in his mouth, sucking delicately at first. His blue eyes captive yours as he hums against you, the vibrations make you clench around their fingers, sucking them greedily. 

Your stepfather presses closer, massaging your bundle with his tongue between suckles as they get harsher and hungrier, his rough facial hair digging deep into your puffy folds. 

It’s a wonder how you lasted this long, between their filthy words and their skilled hands, and now Ari’s warm mouth—you can’t take it anymore. 

Your salty tears seep on your taste buds as your jaw falls open, and a silent scream escapes your tense throat. You convulse roughly, and your hips have a mind of their own as they move against Ari’s face and the men’s fingers.

“Keep her filled up,” Ari demands, he has to hold you down while Lloyd leans forward, breathing heavily. 

As Ari’s fingers slip out, their absence is quickly filled with two of Lloyd’s, your wetness drips down his wrist and on his fancy watch, but he couldn’t care less.

Your stepfather spits on his hand, then pushes down on your stomach, and roughly rubs and spanks your cunt in quick succession. He continues to brutally strum your swollen nub with his fingers as your juices squirt everywhere.

They watch as you reach your high, flailing around like a fish out of water and grabbing onto any part of them you can reach. You cling to Lloyd’s wrist and Ari’s hair, trapping him inches from your pussy. 

A good portion of your orgasm lands on Ari’s face, evident on his cheeks, thick beard, and ironed flannel. Their touches leave a few moments later, and you break down in tears as you finally take a breath, shuddering with oversensitivity as even the slightest wisp of air on your core feels like fire.  

Your stepfather is the first to speak, his pink tongue eagerly sweeping any trace of you from his lips. He wants to smother his face in your pussy. “Let me just have one more taste.” Ari leans forward, he gets one lick before you’re shoving him away, sobbing as his facial hair brushes your sensitive folds. 

“Sorry, baby. Daddy’s sorry.” He apologies, but if you could see him now, you’d notice the smugness written all over his face. “Forgot you’re still so inexperienced and not used to all this stimulation.” He pulls back with a lingering kiss on your button, revelling in your pathetic pleas. 

“Shh, you’re okay, pumpkin.” Lloyd caresses your cheek, kissing all over your sweaty face—he growls at the bitterness of your tears. “Gotta be gentle or else we’ll ruin you.” 

“Yes, p-please be n-nice.” You hiccup, still twitching in the chair. You fear you bit off more than you can chew. “Don’t… ruin, please.” An ache blooms from your awkward position, but the burning from between your thighs easily overpowers that. 

Ari and Lloyd laugh as if you told the funniest joke in the world.  

“Oh, it’s too late for that, dumb baby.” Lloyd chuckles with a sinister smile. 

Ari makes a sound of approval, wiping your juices from his beard with a napkin, “You, little lady, won’t be the same after the summer.” 

He couldn’t have been more right. 

𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: oh the filthy potential… the whole summer learning from these two dilfs 😵‍💫😵‍💫 I just know Ari has some other friends too, oh can’t forget about your professors next year 🫠 or that blond boxer in New York...

𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞! This was written for my 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲? 𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲… 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲? 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲

As always, I hope you all enjoyed this and I’d love to hear your thoughts/feedback !! <3

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andy barber | defending jacob

ransom drysdale | knives out

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frank adler | gifted

jake jensen | the losers

ari levinson | the red sea diving resort

colin shea | what’s your number

mike weiss | puncture

sebastian stan & co.

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lee bodecker | the devil all the time

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by series.

steve & bucky's girl | your story of being abducted by two supersoldiers with less than righteous intentions, and all the ways they take you apart as they force you to become their perfect little baby doll.

paper gowns | in his newest directing project, mr. evans dares to take on one of the most controversial and difficult to capture subject matters in the industry: the devastating reality of eating disorders. determined to do the dark theme justice, he enlists the help of his closest friends and most trusted colleagues, along with the fresh talents of up-and-coming actress bea briary, a new name in the field who turned heads after her award-winning debut performance in an acclaimed netflix drama. chris is committed to making a convincing film while keeping a strict line between reality and fiction, but when others on the team have less than righteous intentions, it’s bea who slips through the cracks and pays the ultimate price. 

forever and a day | a story in which america’s favorite captain gives a new life and family to a five-year-old girl who has suffered well beyond her years at the hands of hydra.

it takes a village | as a devoted single father, anything important to his son is equally as important to andy barber. when little jacob befriends a new student in his class, andy can’t help but pick up on the multitude of warning signs coming from the strange girl, leading to a dark unraveling of a broken family’s secrets, along with the unexpected bonding of a worried dad witnessing a helpless child’s complete ruining.

softie | ransom drysdale is the last person anyone would suspect to be a doting father. but when a paternity test reveals his relation to four year old georgia pine, the man finds himself turning into quite the softie for the peculiar little girl who’s been in such desperate need of his love and care. 

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dadplease's kinktober 2021 | dadplease's kinktober works from 2021

dadplease 4k writing challenge | submissions from dadplease's 4k writing contest participants

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stuffies for all | eun's collection of fics and blurbs written for dadplease's 5k stuffie celebration

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by monthly blurb night.

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march '22 | faad-themed

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Books I’ve read and I wanna find people to talk about them with:

Off-Campus (and Legacy) + Briar U Series by Elle Kennedy

Dirty Air Series + The Fine Print by Lauren Asher

The Roomate by Rosie Danan

Games We Play by Dana Isaly

It Happened One Summer + Window Shopping + Fix Her Up by Tessa Bailey

The Spanish Love Deception by Elena Armas

The Cheat Sheet by Sarah Adams

The Wall Of Winnipeg And Me + Dear Aaron + From Lukov With Love + All Rhodes Lead Here by Mariana Zapata

The Love Hypothesis by Ali Hazelwood

The Player Next-door by K. A. Tucker

To Love Jason Thorn + To Hate Adam Connor + The Hardest Fall by Ella Maise

All In Series by Helena Hunting

Ugly Love by Colleen Hoover

Corrupt + Hideaway + Birthday Girl by Penelope Douglas

The Flatshare by Beth O'Leary

Current books in my TBR:

From Mariana Zapata:

Under Locke

Kulti

Wait For it

The Made Series by Danielle Lori

The Addicted/Calloway Sister Series

From Collen Hoover:

All your perfects

It ends with us

Reminders of him

November 9

Someone finally understands that a cool color palette is GOOD.

Tag yourself, I’m his surprised face in the 2nd pic.

Pornhub - JJ Maybank

Pairing- JJ Maybank x Reader

Plot- JJ and reader film a sex tape and the pogues stumble across it.

Warnings- Smut, consensual filming of sex, drinking, language.

(Gif credit to @borninobx )

“Can we film it?” JJ asks, you're situated on all fours with him currently buried deep inside of you. Your moans are cut short when you process what he’s asking.

“It stays between us yeah?” You smile, you didn’t mind filming it. You had before when JJ had to work away for a few weeks and he was ecstatic when you brought it up, he still uses it to get himself off to this day.

You assume he has his phone ready as you feel him thrust once more, his free hand gripping tightly around your waist to steady himself.

Bringing your hands around your back, you place them so his large hands can hold them together as though you're tied up. Your face pressed firmly into the mattress, your moans drowned out by the soft fabric of the duvet as he rams into you.

“JJ- switch” you breathe, you needed to be in charge now. He obliged and places his phone on the bedside table, You can see yourself perfectly in the screen. He lays flat and you straddle his hips, his erect cock sliding inside of you with ease.

The sound of your arousal against his cock causes you to roll your hips into him. One of his hands on your hip and the other around your throat, you bring your hand up to cling onto his wrist that’s around your throat while your other hand is placed slightly behind you, this new position causing his dick to hit your soft spongy sweet spot.

You're definitely over exaggerating your moans for the video but JJ doesn’t mind, his eyes are wild as he watched you ride him. He can feel your walls clenching around his dick with each roll of your hips. Your tits bounce harshly against your skin and he’s pulling himself up from the bed slightly to envelope his mouth around them.

You know you're close but you want to hold out a bit longer, you want to give a show for the camera. It excites you knowing he will go back and watch it when he’s alone and he’ll make himself cum from the sounds you make.

“Fuck JJ I-I’m so close, oh god” you squeal, you begin to grind into him harshly. The feeling of his hip bone jutting against your thigh knowing it will bruise the next day causes you to moan louder.

“Roll your hips baby, fuck me like you hate me” JJ growls, he’s pulling himself up and bringing you with him. He’s seated on the side of the bed with his feet on the ground, this seems to give him more room and strength to thrust up into you.

Your knees are situated on the edge of the bed as you use the mattress to bring yourself up and down on him. His needy hands massaging the skin of your ass as he guides you with him.

“Oh god, yes yes oh fuck” you scream, your orgasm takes over. Your body is tingly and your vision filled with white haze as you continue to rid him. You can feel his dick twitching inside of you as you come down.

“Fuck, Y/N jesus” JJ moans, his lips pressing kisses to your neck as he coats your walls with his cum. You both come to a slow stop as you gather your breath.

“Another one for the collection” you grin, reaching over to press stop on the camera. You push JJ back down onto the mattress and press your lips to his, it’s soft and sweet but so full of love.

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John B was throwing yet another get together at the chateau, it was low key so only the OG group plus Sarah had been invited.

Both you and JJ had only planned on staying for a few drinks as you wanted to head out on the boat early tomorrow morning. But that went down the drain when Sarah rocked up with her dads expensive whiskey, you were taking shots like your life depended on it.

You lay with your head in JJ’s lap as he argues back and forth with Pope over something stupid, you're eyes are closed and you're trying hard not to nod off to sleep. The effects of the alcohol hitting you much harder tonight.

You're so close to slumber when your leg starts to vibrate and your mobile phone begins to ring out, you groan out load and reach into the pocket of your playsuit.

“I’ll be back, it’s mum” you state, leaving a quick kiss to JJ’s cheek you rush out of the house and over towards the trees where it’s a lot quieter.

Back inside, JJ gets up to use the bathroom, Sarah is scrolling through the songs on JJ’s phone and putting the ones she wants next in queue. An idea comes to mind and she decides she wants to spam his phone with photos.

Sarah starts off with taking selfie’s before she calls Kie over and then the rest of the group, they must have taken over 50 stupid photos. On any normal day they wouldn’t do this but because they were shit faced they thought it was the funniest thing in the world.

Sarah goes back into the camera roll to check them out, she doesn’t realise she has swiped too far until the video starts playing and she jumps slightly at the sight on naked people on the phone.

“He saves his porn?” Sarah questions, and both John B and Pope rush back over to check it out. They are all laughing at the fact JJ downloads porn rather than just using pornhub.

“Wait guys” Pope speaks, his eyes focused on the small writing on the female wrists that have now been placed behind her back. “That says P4L” he states, his finger coming over to point at the small tattoo.

This gets Kie’s attention now and everyone’s crowded around the phone, just as John B is about to say something the camera moves and in full naked glory is JJ and Y/N fucking.

“Holy shit” Sarah screams, her hand fumbling with the phone and it falls to the ground. John B reaches down to grab it, his eyes still trained on his best friend going to town on Y/N.

“Why are we still watching?!” Pope yells, he too can’t seem to take his eyes off them. He would be lying if he said this shit could be on pornhub, it was that hot. He definitely would have this saved if it wasn’t his closest friends.

“What are you guys watching?” A voice calls from behind and John B quickly locks the phone sliding it across the bench. Everyone shrugs and quickly disperses.

“Nah nothing mate” John B says, clapping JJ on the back and pulling away from the kitchen where the phone was lying.

You walk back in and take a seat next to Sarah, her eyes widen when she realises who it is and you can’t help but scowl at her behaviour.

“You good?” You ask, she quickly nods and reaches for the bottle of whiskey taking a swift gulp followed by another. Your brows stay creased at her actions and you look over at JJ who also looks very confused as he talks to John B.

JJ pulls away from John B and walks over to his phone as the music dies out, Sarah winces as she realises she must not have put the music in queue properly. All eyes are on JJ as he unlocks his phone, they watch at his brows crease and suddenly the sounds of your moans fill the speakers.

“JJ!” You scream, you jump up so fast you lose your footing and trip over the coffee table. Pope tried to grab you before you hit the floor but he momentarily panics as his mind goes back to the video.

“So who was watching it?” JJ asks, his eyes scanning the room as he walks over to you, he pulls you to your feet and places his hand around your waist.

Your eyes are wide as you realise it wasn’t JJ who had accidentally put the video up, it was one of your friends who went snooping.

“SARAH!” Kie yells out, her hands coming up in defence as she backs off. You look over to Sarah who looks shocked that Kie would rat her out so quickly.

“I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean to! I was taking pictures and I just swiped! I thought it was porn!” Sarah cries, her hands coming up to hide her rosy cheeks. John B takes a seat next to her and squeezes her into his side.

“This is so embarrassing, but it’s okay Sarah” you smile, your cheeks are also tinted red as you look away from the group in embarrassment. You couldn’t believe they had seen JJ ram his dick into you multiple times.

“At least you guys look good, you could sell it on pornhub” John B laughs, earning a punch in the shoulder by JJ.

Me right now…..

Come back to me - Masterpost

Relationship: Chris Evans X Female!Reader

Rating: E (Minors, I wouldn’t recommend this to you but I can’t really stop you, can I?)

Alternate Universe: Military, Marines Captain Chris, Modern

Genre: Fluff, Smut, Angst

Series Warnings: unprotected intercourse, mentions of death, sadness, PTSS, pregnancy, depression, use of guns, torture, violence…

Summary: Marines Captain!Chris Evans x wife!reader. where he gets captured during a classified mission, and is presumed dead. Reader is devastated but she has to endure for their unborn daughter. Almost 3 years later Chris escapes, he’s found passed out in the desert. But he’s scared to go back home, back to her, he has a severe case of ptss, the torture scars to prove it and he doesn’t want to hurt her, she’s better off without him.

1. Chapter 1 

2. Chapter 2

3. Chapter 3

4. Chapter 4

5. Chapter 5

I suck at summaries. What can I say? I hope you guys enjoy this fic, feedback is more than welcomed. AKA please talk to me.