Hi! How About 42 With Ari Levinson? 😏

SEBASTIAN'S WIFE(READEŔ) BEING A MILF- MILF!READER

oh fuck milf!reader is hot omfg- thank you for this request! i had this in my ask box for a while clearing ask box! your son is 18/19.

dad!sebastian stan x milf!reader

warnings: possessive seb, curse words

summary: something like request^

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i got this same request for chris lmao

milf!reader is like so hot- like your children friends would be gawking you, even flirting as if they actually had a chance! jokes on them you have a husband who is the copy of a greek god

i feel like people mistake you for your kid's sister because it happened okay;

the poor twenty year old boy really thought sebastian was your father, even asking for your number in front of seb and your kids too, sebastian got a little very possessive, making it fully clear that you were his wife by pulling you in for a steamy kiss which earned 'ews' from your children, the young man quickly left as soon as seb shot him his mean 'dad' look. that's hot

sebastian would literally want to strangle some of his son's friends because of the dirty words that came out of their hormonal mouths about his wife, he was pretty sure the only person allowed to have those indecent thoughts were him

it had a point where sebastian couldn't really stand it anymore, he overheard his son's friend once again trying to make conversation with you in the kitchen, asking for water as if he didn't ask a couple of minutes ago, his jaw clenched when he saw the young boy's gaze on your ass when you went over by the tap

sebastian took his cue to enter the kitchen, patting the man's shoulder before going over by you and pulling you flush against his body, leaving fluttery pecks from your jaw go down, 'seb' you giggled trying to pry off your husband to give your son's friend the glass of water

sebastian took the glass from your hand, shoving the water towards the boy before picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder, his rough palm colliding to your ass as he carried you to the bedroom

let's just say dinner with your son's best friend was a little awkward because sebastian made sure you screamed to the top of your lungs as he pleasured your tight sexy body.

SOOOOO GOOOOOOOOD

Fulfill My Fantasy

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Masked

Summary: You and Bucky decide to explore one of your roleplay fantasies involving the Winter Soldier mask.

Warnings: Dom!Bucky, rough sex, wall sex, floor sex, vaginal sex, oral sex (female receiving), hand job, vaginal fingering, finger sucking, orgasm delay/denial, overstimulation, dirty talk, choking, unprotected sex, a little fluffy, established relationship, post-Endgame, short-haired Bucky

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Ladylike

Summary: After Bucky fulfills one of your fantasies, you decide to turn back time and make one of his a reality.

Warnings: Dom!Bucky, vaginal sex, oral sex (male and female receiving), hand job, vaginal fingering, unprotected sex, a little fluffy, established relationship, post-Endgame, short-haired Bucky

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Impress Me, Sergeant

Summary: You and Bucky have been playing out your roleplay fantasies. After Bucky makes it clear there’s a certain scenario he’s interested in exploring, you take charge.

Warnings: Sub!Bucky, BDSM, praise kink, vaginal sex, oral sex (male and female receiving), hand job, masturbation, voyeurism, orgasm delay/denial, unprotected sex, dirty talk, a little fluffy, established relationship, post-Endgame, short-haired Bucky

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Unsheathed

Summary: Bucky promised to get you back for making him wait on date night. Now, it’s time for payback—and he isn’t playing nice this time.

Warnings: Dom!Bucky, knife kink, daddy kink, rough sex, wall (refrigerator) sex, vaginal sex, oral sex (female receiving), face-sitting, hand job, vaginal fingering (that damn metal arm), finger sucking, orgasm delay/denial, unprotected sex, dirty talk, a little fluffy, established relationship, post-Endgame, short-haired Bucky

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Smut request: not sure if you’re okay with this idea but if not it’s okay. It’s a weird one. Reader is hooking up with jj but like John b or rafe walk in but don’t interrupt, they get off to you two hooking up?

Red Handed - JJ Maybank

Pairing - Reader x JJ Maybank

Summary - John B had been in a dry spell lately, nothing was helping him until he caught sight of Y/N and JJ going at it on the porch of his home.

Warnings- Sex, foreplay, language. (Not really sure what you'd call John B wanking over his friends getting off?)

Note- JJ and Y/N are totally fine in helping out their best friend.

(Gif credit to @poguesofobx )

John B had been going through a dry spell recently, every girl he set his eyes on he was instantly turned off. Not because they weren’t drop dead gorgeous, he honestly didn’t understand why he couldn’t keep himself hard.

He thought it could be the fact he had a massive crush on Sarah Cameron and she would never go for a pouge like him. It was getting so bad that he couldn’t even wank, his sleep was continually disrupted because he couldn’t get rid of his pent-up frustration. His balls so blue it hurt to walk.

That was until he crawled out of his bedroom hungover, eyes still stuck together with sleep. Bumping into the kitchen bench multiple times until he was completely conscious.

He’d been pouring himself a glass of orange juice when he heard noises, he instantly walked over to the room his best friend JJ usually crashed in. The room was empty and the bed unmade as per usual.

He couldn’t put a finger on where the noise was coming from so, he dawdled over to the window, throwing himself onto the sofa. His eyes set upon you straddling JJ on the 1-seater sofa, perfect view of your plump ass.

He knew he should have got up and walked away but when he realized his dick was straining in his shorts, he couldn’t help but reach down to palm himself, he thought to himself that it would go away at first contact, but it only caused his dick to harden even more.

“Well shit” he said to himself, his eyes burning into the back of one of his best friends. Watching the way, she pushed herself down onto JJ’s clothed dick.

It was suddenly like he was in JJ’s spot; he could feel you on his body. Again, he knew this was wrong, but he’d been so frustrated for weeks. It finally felt good to have kept an erection for longer than 30 seconds. He couldn’t not touch himself. So, he reached inside of his shorts and held himself between his hands.

Head rolling back in Exstacy, getting himself off had never felt so good. The relief of his hand rubbing slowly already had his breath staggered and heart beat racing.

“You know John B is watching” you whisper into JJ’s neck; you’d noticed him as you both switched to the three-seater couch. It didn’t bother you one bit; it also didn’t bother JJ. You both had sex in public a lot and it was definitely a big turn on for the both of you.

John B had told JJ multiple times the rut he was in, he’d never come to you directly and said anything, but you couldn’t help but feel some sort of pride in the fact he was touching himself over you and JJ. It caused only caused you to get more aroused.

“Let’s give him a show” he smirks, his needy fingers massaging the skin on your thigh. You pull away from him to stand, reaching for the button on your shorts you shimmied out of them along with your Swim pants, leaving you bottomless in front of JJ and John B.

You made sure to spread your legs and bend slightly as you placed both hands on JJ’s bare thigh, leaning down to kiss him on the lips. You knew full well the sight of your soaking pussy would push John B over the edge. Bringing your legs up onto the couch to straddle JJ once more.

Your wet heat grinding onto JJ like your life depended on it, his hands grip your waist roughly and pull you off him. His fingers coming between you both and teasing your aching entrance. You can feel yourself throb against the pads of his fingers, they push deep into you and curve into a ‘come here’ motion.

Your head rolls back and he urges you to grind your hips into his hand. JJ’s eyes don’t leave your face, watching the way it twists and pants as you let loose onto his fingers. He loves watching you fuck him; he loves the way your eyes roll to the back of your head and your jaw clenching every time his thumb brushes over your sensitive bud.

“Yeah, like that, faster” you moan out, shaking your hair to fall off your shoulders. Your hand reaches around to pull off your tank top, leaving you in your skimpy red bikini top. JJ’s hands ripping the barely their triangles to expose your breasts. You place both your palms flat on JJ’s chest to keep yourself steady as you ride him.

Your nipples perky and inviting, his mouth comes forward to suck and tug on them. Your eyes momentarily leave JJ’s hungry pupils to check back in on your guest, John B doesn’t even notice you looking at him as his eyes are staring holes into JJ’s fingers that are buried deep in you.

Your eyes squeeze shut as JJ roughly brings you down onto his fingers as he notices you staring at John B, jealousy courses through his veins and he can’t help but finger fuck you harder until you're crying out in pleasure, stray tears leave your close eye lids staining your cheeks.

Your orgasm shaking your body to its core, soaking JJ’s fingers in the process. He pulls out to suck them clean and pulls your face back to his. Lips pressing together rushed and sloppy, tongues battling with one another. You begin to grind into him once more.

“Get down on your knees” he says, you're on your knees before he can help you up. Looking up through your lashes, you part your mouth ready to take him in, greedy hands crawling at his thighs.

John B was on cloud 9, his fingers wrapped around his painfully hard dick. He had reached over grabbing the lotion that sat upon the coffee table, praying to the lord for Kie leaving it there.

The wetness from the moisturizer giving him no restriction as he tugged on his dick. Eyes set upon you; your mouth wrapped around JJ’s cock. He could tell from the angle that JJ was hitting the back of your throat as he watched the way your throat tightened each time and you let out un godly noises that would be burnt in his mind forever.

Small beads of spit trickled down your chin until it landed on your exposed breast, they bouncing slightly as you bobbed up and down. JJ’s hands gripping around your long brown hair until it was placed into a messy ponytail and tugged slightly, your eyes staring up at him as tears continued to fall from the roughness of his face fucking, you loved it though.

John B’s mind blocking out everything else around him except for the two people in front of him. He could feel his orgasm taunting him, he wanted to let go so bad but it just wasn’t happening.

He began to get frustrated within himself until he saw you pull away from JJ and stand back up, he watched as you pushed JJ back onto the couch. You took your rightful seat back around JJ. He watched the way you sank down onto his cock with ease, your knees helping you to bring yourself up and down onto his shaft.

You were bouncing so hard your tits started to hurt, JJ’s hands coming up to massage them and tweak at your nipples. Your orgasm once again bubbling in your lower stomach, your body heating up as your pussy pulsed around him.

“Hold on switch” JJ says, he pulls you off him without hesitation and spins you around. Your knees meeting the couch once more and JJ standing behind you, your hands pressing firmly into the headrest of the couch.

He pushes into you once more and his hand comes up to press your face into the couch, your back arching to push your ass further into him, his hips hitting your cheeks with each thrust. You can’t help the moans falling from your lips at the new angle you had been placed in, he was hitting that perfect sweet spot with each thrust.

“Faster” you moan, one hand holding onto your hip as he picks up the pace. His other hand coming down to slap one of your ass cheeks. A small shriek leaving your lips but you still push back onto him urging him to do it again and again until you were red raw and he left a hand print.

“I can feel you squeezing around me” JJ states, his eyes rolling to the back of his head once more. His breathing staggered as his hips push deeper inside of you, this was a workout in its self and he was trying so hard to keep steady. His legs shaking as his orgasm creeps up.

John B couldn’t hold back anymore when he heard the way you screamed out in pleasure, the way sweat dripped down your forehead and your fists balled around the material of the couch. His orgasm overtaking him and warm beads of cum spat out on his stomach, soft moans of relief left his lips.

His head dropping back onto the couch in success, he had finally gotten off for the first time in weeks. He wasted no time in cleaning up and hiding back in his room, he would never tell a soul about what he had just done. Little did he know the idea you had in mind.

“Next time we invite him to join?” You question, a small laugh leaving your lips as you watch the way JJ ignores you. You knew it would take some convincing for a threesome.

Tag list- @maybankforlife

Sweet

pairing: bucky x fem!reader

warnings: 18+, NSFW, mentions of pregnancy, lactation kink, boobies, established relationship (bucky x reader), lmk if there’s more.

ermmmm idk how like the spacing on tumblr works but it makes me wanna start throwing up and crying, i’m sorry if it bothers u trust me i’m just as annoyed

(gif not mine!)

Sitting at the table with all your friends at another one of Tony’s parties was nice. It was both yours and Bucky’s first ever party since having a child a few months ago. The parties continued in your absence but were obviously no longer a priority for you or Bucky now that you had a bundle of life to care for.

This one, however, was quite special. It was Tony’s birthday.

Lavish as ever, the party consisted of a three course meal. You almost wished you were pregnant again so as to not feel guilty for eating so much, but once you saw that everyone was pretty much in the same boat, you no longer cared.

Not only was this the first party since having your baby, it was also really the first time leaving her alone in general. Of course, she wasn’t alone alone. She was being baby-sat by Sam’s sister, Sarah. You both had your worries about leaving her alone, whether it was Sarah, Steve, or even Queen Elizabeth, you just worried.

You missed her dearly as well. Right about now, she’d be getting ready for bed, probably still full of energy with her father trying desperately to tire her out, but was probably only fuelling her even more.

Snapping you out of your thoughts was the sudden ache in your boobs that came and went every now and then due to your pregnancy. The pain was bearable at times, but it was when you started leaking that it was a problem… such as now.

With Bucky and the rest of your friends all engrossed in some story Steve was telling, you quietly stood from your chair and excused yourself to the bathroom.

Bucky gave you a look of slight concern- something he had grown accustomed to ever since you fell pregnant- but your hand caressing his shoulder told him not to worry.

Even though, he probably should.

The walk to the bathroom only seemed to worsen the pain, every step just making it worse. As soon as you shut the door to the private bathroom, you locked it before pulling your tits completely out of the confines of your dress.

“Oh, God.” You groaned at the pain. They had noticeably swelled and were just aching to be… milked. Grabbing a few paper towels from the dispenser, you dabbed around your nipples to get rid of the wetness.

You knew it was no use, seeing as they just started leaking again and would probably continue to do so until you could probably pump them.

You debated stuffing toilet paper down your dress and over your nipples but knew it would probably show through the dress and also need changing every few minutes. And besides, the pain was only getting worse.

The party hadn’t even really started yet. You hadn’t even sung happy birthday to Tony yet or cut the cake. He probably wouldn’t care if you or Bucky left, but you want some of that damn cake because you know it’ll be the best damn cake you’ll ever eat until Tony’s next party- you couldn’t wait that long.

Opting for your last resort, you pulled up your phone and flicked Bucky a message.

‘Help, please 😥 Bathroom.’

The use of the emoji would let him know that you weren’t in immediate danger- which you had mistakenly worried him for once before. Bucky had thought you were in serious trouble once when you had sent an ‘SOS 😰’ message while at a different party. He had freaked out not knowing where you were or what had happened. When he found you, you were fine and just wanted to leave the party. He was a little angry with you for getting him so worried, to which you defended yourself with ‘Buck, if I have enough time to search for and choose an emoji, I’m not in danger’.

The knock of the bathroom door, followed by Bucky’s soft, “Honey?” Caused you to momentarily pull your dress back up and at least make yourself decent before opening the door and pulling him in, shutting it behind him and locking it.

He looked at you worriedly, but raised his brows once you had pulled your dress back down.

“I don’t have my pump and they hurt so bad.” You quickly explain, resting your head against his shoulder tiredly.

“O-okay, what should I do?” He asked, not quite knowing what exactly to do in this current predicament, “You can’t like just squeeze it out into the sink?”

“It hurts when I squeeze it out like that.” You sighed. You knew what could solve this issue immediately. You knew from the moment you walked into the bathroom and saw how swollen they had gotten. Taking your head off Bucky’s shoulder, you ran your hands down his chest, straightening his lapels out of nervousness for what you were about to ask. “I need you to-“ You looked up at him now, “To suck on them.”

He opened his mouth to speak as he looked over you, but no words came out.

Instead, he guided you to sit atop the counter, helping you up in the process, as he became level with your tits.

He was obviously no stranger to your boobs. You had a child for Christs Sake. But you still felt oddly foreign to this kind of intimacy.

All your thoughts had washed away when Bucky had closed his mouth around your left nipple (the one he knew you despised). He was cupping both so delicately as to not hurt you, but you shut your eyes in pure bliss as you felt the release and the pain slowly dissipate.

Running your hand through his long strands, you massaged his scalp gratefully as he finished up on the left side.

“Compliments to the chef.” He said, wiping his mouth and you gave him a hazy smile, trying not to give in and laugh at his stupid comment, “It’s actually really good. It’s like sweet.”

“Shut up and keep going.” You shook your head with a smile. You were still in pain from your right boob and you wanted it gone immediately now that your left was satisfied, “It feels so nice not having teeth sinking into them for once.” You noted as he softly sucked where’s your baby would, unknowingly of course, use both her gums and now her gradual teeth on you. You should never had said this though, because Bucky thought it would be funny to softly bite down on your nipple, causing you to jolt and accidentally tug on his hair, “Ow!”

He continued sucking until he felt you fully relaxed in his hold. He knew your body like that.

“Better?” He asked as he pulled away, grabbing a paper towel to wipe you down.

You nodded, leaning back against the mirror as he cleaned you up, “Thank you.”

“Anything for my girls.” He places a kiss to both of them before pulling your dress back up to cover them.

Well, there was one thing you knew for sure. You had married the right one.

Oh and also, maybe to always carry a pump with you. Just in case Bucky’s not there.

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After the incident in the bathroom, you and Bucky had since settled back at your table, still awaiting the cake as Tony went off mingling.

Besides, everyone needed some time to make space in their stomachs for more food.

“Drink?” Bucky asked you, standing up out of his chair.

You looked up at him and around all the other men who had seemed to be standing and taking drink orders.

“Just a refill?” You asked, offering your empty glass to him. Though you were no longer pregnant, you didn’t really feel like drinking and instead opted for raspberry lemonade. Taking your glass, not missing the knowing glance he sent your way, he and the guys fled to the bar to fetch more drinks, leaving you and the rest of the girls at the table.

You kept to yourself as the others talked, admiring your husbands suit for the night as he ordered the drinks.

Only, you were so immersed in the back of his head and ass that you barely even realised that your table had gone silent and almost everyone was looking at you.

“You two are disgusting.” Natasha spoke, breaking you out of your thoughts. Though her words sounded spiteful, the smile on her- and everyone else’s- face said otherwise.

You were utterly confused.

“What?” You ask genuinely. Slightly panicking that you had unknowingly orgasmed at the sight of your husband or something.

Natasha scoffs as Wanda, Maria and Carol smile harder, “You leave the table with your boobs a double D cup, come back a D. And Bucky won’t stop licking his lips and staring at your tits.”

Fuck.

“Fuckin’ trained assassin.” You shook your head in disbelief that she had figured you out purely based off of the size of your tits and Bucky’s not-so subtle behaviour. “I didn’t have my pump.” You defend to the rest of them, but they all just playfully roll their eyes. “Well when one of you have a baby and start leaking on your favourite dress at a big party, don’t expect me to offer my pump.”

“Are you referring to an actual pump or Bucky?”

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my first ever fic, pls leave feedback or requests!

Hiii ❤️ oh dear, its so hot here currently,  which brought me to an idea that I would happily request. A Bucky Barnes one where the avengers (including the fem. reader) are having a day off and enjoy the time at the pool. Buck and her keep playing with the water and tease each other (they have a crush on each other tho) and the others start making bets on you to finally make a move. Then Buck does something mean like throwing her in the water but she pulls him with her and they end up kissing or smth?  I hope this is not weird and maybe you want to write something like that 😊😊 I'd appreciate this very much (and it would make my bday today a looot sweeter)

Sweet Nonnie!!! I am so so sorry I missed this yesterday for your birthday!! I hope you had a beautiful day 🎉 Consider this a birthday present to make it last a little longer!

I ever so slightly changed the end but I hope it still tickles your pickle 👉🏻🥒 a beautiful request from a beautiful soul!

If you would like to make a request, hit me up baby 💌

Warnings: A tiny bit of blood, but nothing awful I promise. Fluff and flirting 🍹

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There were some perks to being an Avenger, and today with the world too hot to start a war, you and the rest of your team mates were able to enjoy the hospitality of Tony and his pool. That was a great perk.

Another perk of a day like this was you got to spend a day messing around with Bucky. A shirtless Bucky no less. A tanned, dripping Bucky. Nat had slapped your arm at least four times to stop you from staring, but honestly it was so hard not to look.

For your part, you did your best to return the favour to him. You had donned your cutest bikini, a big floppy hat and some pretty sandals. Your eyes flashed to him when you walked along the poolside and stopped at a lounger directly opposite him, just to check he was looking. He was.

You then spent a stupidly long time applying sunscreen. You made a subtle show of spreading your legs to apply the stuff to your thighs, massaging your boobs and sighing as you did so. Another quick glance showed he was watching. You smiled slightly and lay back, hoping for a little tan and a little bit more maybe?

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After a while you were bored of lounging and the cool water beckoned you. It took you a little while to wade in and in that time Bucky and Steve had decided to canonball into the water, causing you to shriek as the cold water splashed you.

Finally you lunged forward and managed to get a few lengths in before their horseplay stopped you. Steve managed to convince Wanda to join and play 'Chicken Fight' against you and Bucky. He didn't even give you a chance to decide before he was lifting you up on his shoulders, firm hands squeezing your thighs.

Steve raised his eyebrows at the move but said nothing as Wanda was gearing up to knock you down. You put up a good fight but you were pretty sure she used some of her powers to send you and Bucky sinking. As you attempted to resurface you felt his arms grab your waist and pull you to the surface until you were suddenly face to face. After some trash talk you had another go, then another, then another. You spent a good part of an next hour falling into the water, only occasionally managing to topple the young witch.

All the while Bucky's hands squeezed at your thighs, ran his hands along your soft skin, while you stroked your fingers along his cheek, held his hands and even very occasionally squeezed your thighs around his head. But that was only because of the game. Nothing more. Promise.

Eventually Steve and Wanda got tired of beating you both and left. You and Bucky remained. "Bucky let me down" you giggled and he turned his head, his lips brushing against your inner thigh, "You sure about that sweetie?" And you huffed which suddenly turned into a scream when he threw you backwards. You emerged spluttering and proceeded to splash Bucky as much as you could in retaliation.

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"Can you believe those two?" Sam muttered over a cocktail, planting himself next to Nat on a sun lounger. "I know, it's so cute it's sickening" she replied. They both watched as you and Bucky flirted with each other. You had sat on the pool edge, Bucky leaning his arms on your thighs. "It's the puppy eyes that does it for me" said Sam as Nat hummed in agreement.

"10 bucks he kisses her first" Nat said, reaching out for Sam's hand. "I'll take that bet, he's a goddam wuss, she'll do it first."

When your teeth started chattering you decided it was time to get out and warm up poolside. You both retreated to your loungers opposite each other and shared a small smile as you towled down.

"Have fun?" Nat said suggestively and you chuckled "Uh huh, very nice." You laid down and closed your eyes letting the sun warm you up.

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"Bucky DON'T"

You heard Nat's voice which woke you from your doze, but before you really opened your eyes you were shocked when ice cold water splashed all over your hot body. You screamed as your eyes met Bucky's, standing over you with a little bucket in his hand.

"You jerk!!!" You squealed jumping off the lounger and running after him as he fled around the edge. As you chased him you slipped on the wet tiles and fell, your knee making a horrible thud as you landed on it.

You groaned as you rolled over and winced at the bloody knee. Suddenly Bucky was kneeling at your side, "Shit Doll, I'm so sorry! Fuck, are you ok?"

"It's ok Buck, just a graze" you grimaced and tried to stand. He swatted your arms and scooped you up and carried you into the kitchen, placing you on the counter as he searched around for a first aid kit.

"Hey, Buck, honestly I'm ok" you chuckled as he slammed doors until he found it. You watched his face as he cleaned your cut and applied a plaster. You grabbed his hand, "Youu there?" You said and he finally looked at you. "Sorry, just.... I was messing around, didn't mean for you to get hurt sweetie."

You smiled, rubbing your hands up and down his arms. " You wanna make it up to me?" He cocked an eyebrow and smiled at you, "Ok?" You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him close. "Kiss it better?"

As Bucky's lips connected with yours a large whoop came from outside and you giggled as the gang clapped and dispersed, Nat holding out her hand to Sam. You turned back to Bucky and smiled, before pulling him back into a much longer kiss.

Get Comfy {C.E.}

𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: Chris just wants you to get comfy on his lap

𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨:  Chris Evans/Fem Reader

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𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: Smut,  no plot, 18+, slight daddy kink (very brief), vaginal sex, riding, Chris Evans 

𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘉𝘦𝘵𝘢’𝘥, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯

𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 (𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵)

A/N: Yes, based on that video. His voice does things to me and this is what happens.

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Steam from the hot shower clings to the air as you turn off the faucet. Stepping through the hazy mist, you grab the fluffy white towel hanging on the rack, briskly drying off before wrapping it around your body. Wiping off the mirror with the palm of your hand, you tilt your head at your reflection, softly smiling when you hear the muffled sounds of the tv coming from the bedroom, Chris loudly cheering.

Looking around the wide marble sink, you shuffle through your beauty products, everything in place except the one thing you need. The wispy clouds of steam fading as you search around the bathroom, you don’t see it anywhere. 

“Chris”, you call out, opening the door, hints of lavender and vanilla floating in, courtesy of the candles you lit earlier. 

The light from the tall, curved lamp on the nightstand casting a yellow glow over Chris. He’s sprawled on the bed, the thin blue cotton sheet over his lower half, the remote resting on his bare tattooed chest. His hand tucked behind his head, under the pillow. The game playing on the tv mounted on the wall across from the bed, he shifts the volume down to a low hum when he hears you. 

 He turns his head, a grin splitting his face, his blue eyes gawking at your towel-clad body. “Yeah”, he asks, suggestively wiggling his eyebrows.

Rolling your eyes, you tug the towel tighter around you. “Stop it”, you huff. “Have you seen my lotion?”. 

He shrugs one broad shoulder before reaching beside him pulling out the bottle, “This one”, he asks innocently, too innocently, his wicked eyes betraying him, rolling it in his large hand before holding it out to you. 

You narrow your eyes at him, his cheeky grin warning you of his intentions. “Just toss it, Chris”. 

Placing a hand on his chest, he manages to seem affronted, “And risk breaking it, spilling it everywhere” He shakes his head, “never”. 

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FOAMING AT THE MOUTH.

birthday boy | vinnie hacker

warnings: smut, nsfw, degrading, praise kink, nipple play, spitting, oral sex, unprotected sex, breeding kink, underage drinking

vinnie’s cheeks started to hurt from how much he had been smiling. it was a sight for sore eyes truly. his beautiful pearly whites and protruding dimples, that made your heart swoon. his eyes were glazed over in a drunken haze, with a small smirk supporting his features. blonde curls were messily disheveled due to you running your fingers through them most of the night. vinnie was happy, he had reunited with his friends from seattle and flew in a few to spend the week with him, not to forget all his LA friends were there as well. when he caught a glimpse of his family he was ecstatic. it was something you never wanted to miss out on. the way his skin crinkled by his eyes and a light shade of red dusted the apples of his cheeks, but he blamed it on the heat which only made you roll your eyes at the blonde. always trying to keep his carefree and emotionless persona when he did in fact care and was a very sensitive guy, especially when it came to family and you. as the sky got darker the crowd got louder. everyone was hanging onto to one another mostly because they were wasted of their asses and couldn’t walk straight but also because it was a good night with good vibes.

bright lights shined it’s way into vinnie’s line of vision as everyone sang happy birthday to him. but he couldn’t keep his eyes off of you. the way the candles illuminated your features. eyes so bright and full of life as he could see his reflection staring back at him. vinnie felt as if it was just the two of you in the room and all time had come to a halt. your smile was so big, vinnie almost dropped to his knees, it was his biggest weakness when it came to you. the way you were so effortlessly beautiful and your big smile was always passed on to someone else. he caught a look in your eyes that held mischief. when you mouthed to him if he wanted you to throw the cake on him he couldn’t help but laugh out loud. nodding his head, as the song came to an end you launched the rather heavy customized rx7 cake at his face. the crowd roared as your smile only grew. the rush of adrenaline in your chest was at an all time high. as vinnies head bounced back from the force of the cake he immediately supported a big grin. a different array of colored icings covered his face and hair. the curls flattened to his forehead and dripping with the delicious treat. his eyes focused on you and he kept that familiar smirk on his face. you knew what this meant and you somehow didn’t find any means to fight it. "come here." pulling you in by your neck, vinnie pulled you in for a sticky but also very tasty kiss. the cheers only got louder as you two kissed, everyone making sure to capture it for their stories. pulling back your hair was now matted down and your lips were sticky. vinnie’s hands grasped at your cheeks softly rubbing your cheekbones. his thumb moved down to swipe at your bottom lip and then slowly lift it into his mouth, sucking off the remains. your heart beat in your chest so loud you swore everyone could hear it. the pit of your tummy felt like it was going to explode and your face became so hot you felt like you were standing in the middle of a fire pit, swarmed with orange and yellow flames.

as people began to come up to vinnie he let go of your face, to give hugs and handshakes. the music had made its way back in full blast and more drinks were brought out. caps of beer bottles and empty trulys littered the yard. whoever had to clean that tomorrow you felt sorry for. a warm hand on your lower back caught your attention as you jumped. "relax baby it’s me, here i brought you a drink." looking down at the drink of choice you couldn’t help but shake your head. there in his tight grip around the neck of the bottle was a modelo, classic vinnie. "i got you your favorite." grabbing the cold refrigerated beer out of his hand you took a look at him all smiley and glowing. "baby this is your favorite not mine." "yeah you’re right but that’s all that was left." clinking the glass against the birthday boys the night went on and more alcohol was consumed. your vision was slightly hazy and you couldn’t exactly walk straight but neither could vinnie. he played round after round in beer pong and the effects were catching up to him now. his wandering hands having a mind of their own as they squeezed at your sides. not many people took any notice to vinnie’s handsy behavior but some did. shouting out little "get it vinnie"s, which at any given day you would scold that person to no end. but to be honest your brain was like a peanut right now and your attention span wasn’t long, already forgetting about it as soon as his hands drifted lower.

people began to bid their goodbyes to you and vinnie, making sure to wish him a happy birthday again. each time the same cheesy smile appeared on vinnie’s face. he always loved his birthday, the one day he actually allowed himself to be the center of attention, even though you tried to do that everyday. stubborn vinnie wouldn’t let you, but today on a beautiful lightly breezy but still warm summer night on july fourteenth he allowed you to.

walking hand and hand to the car that alex decided to be the designated driver of, you both slid in the back, glued to each other’s hips. his tattooed hand grabbed at your warm exposed thigh as he rubbed the area back and fourth only going higher each time. you felt your stomach pool with arousal. turning your head to vinnie, you grabbed at his jaw and pulled him to meet your eyes. "happy birthday my love." a soft smile etched its way onto his face as he leaned in to kiss you. leaning his forehead on yours his eyes bore into yours, sending each other love signals. "thank you angel, wouldn’t want to spend the day with anyone else." pushing back his curls from his eyes you move closer to where your noses are touching. "i can’t wait to give you your present." confusion laced his features and his brown orbs searched your face for some sort answer, when he found no clues he moved back a mere few centimeters. "what do you mean? you already gave me a present when i first woke up." he wasn’t wrong, you did in fact smother his face with kisses and bring him his all time favorite breakfast in bed, as a big present sat at the end of the bed. his eyes widened as he eyed the bag and you giggled like a little kid on christmas morning, and the gift wasn’t even for you. but just treating him like the king he is made you filled with joy. "open it." grabbing the big present wrapped immaculately might i say, vinnie found himself smiling so hard his cheeks hurt. "i hope it’s a life sized y/n to have when you’re not here." giving his shoulder a shove you giggled at his dumb remark. "what my hand doesn’t exactly do any justice." "vinnie!" your cheeks heat up and you buried your face in your hands.

"but this present only you can see." this peaked his interest and it didn’t take much to draw interest when he was this drunk. leading the way into the bedroom, the lights were dimmed and vinnie got the hint immediately. pushing him to sit down you moved to straddle his lap. his rough fingertips pulled you in by your neck as his soft supple lips met yours. your wet muscles danced together, sucking on his tongue, he groaned into your mouth. a mess of teeth clashing and lip biting, your breathing got heavier. whimpers spilled from your throat and got swallowed by his as he slowly pushed you back and fourth to grind on his clothed cock. the friction was delicious and you had to disconnect your lips and get a breather. vinnie took this as a silent invitation to mark you up, he brought his plump lips to your neck. biting and grazing the skin. leaving dark wine colored bruises about the column of your throat. your head lolled back, his lips becoming more greedy. "look at you getting yourself off on my lap, so fucking needy." abruptly vinnie pushed you off his lap, your ass hitting the amber toned wood with a thump. "now suck my dick you filthy whore." your mouth watered at his choice of words. pulling down the fabric from his hips, his dick stood tall and proud. angry red tip leaking precum just waiting to be tasted. tentatively leaning forward the tip of your tongue swiped at his slit, his salty taste flooding your senses. flattening out your tongue you lick a bold stripe up the side of his cock, feeling the bulging veins and curve of his mushroomed tip. impatiently, vinnie grabs a fist full of your hair and pushes you forward, his dick hitting your cheek, leaving the traces of your saliva behind. "stop fucking around before i shove my dick so far down your throat you won’t be able to breathe." aggrsively he grabs at your hair again, pulling you forward once more, this time your open mouth catching his tip. hollowing out your cheeks, you begin to deep throat him. the muscles of your throat closing in on his cock giving him an ungodly squeez, leaving him trembling. using your head as his own gearshift he becomes relentless. black tears stain your face from your makeup running and drool dribbles down your chin and onto his balls. your gags echo the room but you don’t want him to stop. the burn in your throat feels too good and his intoxicating taste you would drink for hours on end if you could. "so fucking pretty with my cock in between your lips." moaning on his cock vinnie releases your hair and you begin to control your movements now. pushing down so far, his pubic hair that he shaved three days ago pricks at your nose. adding your hand to the mix vinnie’s eye widen, if he wasn’t going to last long before he sure as hell wasn’t going to now. twisting your hand, it slides easily as it is lubricated with your spit. your mouth focuses on his tip, the swirling of your tongue tracing every inch of him. "so good fuck, i’m gonna cum down your slutty little throat." lifting your eyes to his you hum letting him know you were ready. his eyes roll back and his head falls back between his shoulders, with a stutter of his hips he’s spilling his load into your mouth. your tongue catching and savoring every drop of his nectar. vinnie has to physically pull your head off or else you could keep going. "you need to stop that shit." pointing his finger in your face you teasingly suck it into your mouth, as if to show him you’re not scared of a little punishment. pulling back his finger from the warm confines of your mouth he grabs at your jaw with force. "i’m not fucking playing with you." vinnie spits rather harshly on your face, his saliva falling between your eyes. "i’m sorry, you just taste so good." you practically moan out to him and he looks at you over his shoulder, your words going straight to his cock. never has he ever met someone who finds pleasure in sucking dick let alone to keep doing it after someone finishes.

"come here." standing up, vinnie gives you his discarded tee to wipe off his spit. vinnie then grabs you by the back of your neck connecting your lips once more. his free hand roams your figure stopping at the zipper of your dress. "take this off for me, yeah?" nodding rapidly you immediately step out of the silk and all your undergarments. vinnie doesn’t make any effort to keep his roaming eyes at bay, simply drinking you in. "so fucking beautiful." a deep blush litters your face. vinnie bends his head down, his messy curls tickling your face as he kisses each breast. your hardened buds inviting to his warm mouth. vinnie grabs your boobs in his massive hands and pushes them together, kissing and sucking everywhere his mouth can reach. he squeezes at them loving how soft they feel in his palms. "one day i’m gonna fuck your tits baby." softly one of his hands trails down your stomach to the vixen between your thighs. your slick coating his fingers as he spreads your labia swiping through your mess. "who made you this wet?" with trembling legs, it was hard to keep yourself on your feet, your small hands clutching at his biceps. "you vinnie, all you. you always make me this wet." "mmm now tell me how bad you want it." his thumb and forefinger catch your clit and he begins to roll it between his two fingers. in circular motions he rubs slowly at your clit, your nails only digging into his biceps harder. the half crescent moon shapes covering the skin, some slightly breaking through the skin as little specks of red line the marks. "please vinnie, fuck me like the filthy whore i am, i’ve been waiting all day like a good girl please vin, please baby i need it so bad." almost on the verge of tears, leaving vinnie satisfied with your pathetic pleas.

scooping you into his defined arms he throws you on the bed, you instinctively opening your legs. your glistening pussy staring back at him. "look at you, so fucking pathetic, opening your legs like a whore." vinnie spit directly on your pussy and you moan loud, your own volume surprising you. grabbing at his dick, he smacks it against your pussy lips. he then brings the head between your open legs, smearing his tip through your slick, coating his dick. you whine at his teasing and he looks at you sternly. "shut your fucking mouth before i put something in there." your lips were then tightly closed as he brought his tip to your tiny hole. swirling the head a few times testing your limits, vinnie pushes in stretching you open. your velvety walls suck him in and vinnie bites hard at his swollen bottom lip to keep his composure. the squelching sounds in the room only feeding his ego, that he made you this wet. as your juices coated more of his cock you legs opened wider to frame his body between them. picking up speed his balls slapped against the mounds of your ass and a mix of profanities and moans slipped passed your mouth. beads of sweat gathered at the nape of vinnie’s beck and his body glistened in the dim lighting. your nails scratched at his back, red nail marks imprinting the skin. "shut the fuck up bitch." shoving his fingers into your mouth to muffle your cries, vinnie continued to show no mercy. from your suffocating silky walls hugging his cock perfectly to your burning thighs from how wide you had them it was all too good. grabbing your neck in his free hand vinnie stares down at your red face with tears coating the skin. you looked like such a mess for him but you were his perfect mess. "i’m gonna cum in this tight little cunt. you want that? you want my kids? you’d love that wouldn’t you such a dirty bitch for me hmm." removing his coated fingers from your throat you breath in through your mouth loudly, still having trouble with the blocked air flow from his hand around your throat. squeezing the sides with force waiting for you to turn purple. the familiar burn crept up the pit of your stomach and your pussy fluttered around his cock. groans poured out of vinnie’s mouth, the squeezing of you around his dick having his head spin.

"cum sweetheart, i know you’re right there." your eyes rolled back and you came undone around him, your orgasm triggering his own. his warm load coated your walls in white, coming out in spurts. as he reached his high. the feeling of you being so full had you crying out in pleasure. "yes, always fill me up so good." landing on top of you chest to chest sticking to each other you both laugh completely spent and not expecting to have had the energy in yourselves to last that long. raking your nails through his blonde locks vinnie felt himself become sleepy. his eyelashes layed softly against his cheekbones as you pressed a kiss to his head. "did you enjoy your birthday handsome?" "best birthday ever." his voice came out raspy and laced with sleep as you softly giggled at the big baby in your arms. his rough dominant demeanor always quick to change after sex and especially when cuddles and cockwarming was involved. "happy birthday baby sweet dreams."

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Pairings | Bucky Barnes x f!reader, Steve Rogers x f!reader, Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

Warnings | cockwarming, daddy kink I guess?

Word count | 478

Summary | lazy evenings with your boys after sex

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The book was spread wide in Bucky's hand, resting against your back whilst his metal fingers lazily stroked and scrunched your hair from where the metal rested against the back of your head. The humming whir of the plates filled the comfortable silence of the room, your head nuzzled into his neck and your arms wrapped over his shoulders.

Bucky was sat against the headboard, lips resting at your shoulder as he read his book. You were trying to to squirm, his thick length settled deep within your core as you straddled your husband.

Neither of you even looked up as Steve walked into the room, a wide grin spreading over his perfect lips as he saw his two lovers embracing each other so close. He folded his arms over his chest, leaning against the door frame as he admired you two for moment.

But soon he grew needy for your touch, even though it hadn't been long since he was the one buried deep within you. Steve sighed, the deep exhale catching Bucky's attention. The super soldier looked up at his husband, a fond smile on his lips.

"Hey, Stevie." Bucky beamed, dog-earing his book before setting it on the beside table. Steve walked around the bed, setting a bottle of water next to Bucky's book before brushing the hair back from the man's forehead and pressing a lingering kiss there.

"Hi, baby." Steve cooed, melting at the way Bucky leaning into his touch. Steve dropped a quick peck to Bucky's lips before removing his husband's hand from your head.

That caught your attention, and you lazily turned your head to face Steve. He was smiling brightly at you, large hand moving to cup your cheek. You nuzzled into him, eyes sliding closed with content as you offered him a dopey smile.

"You okay, princess?" Steve murmured.

"Yes daddy." You cooed, turning your head to the side to press a kiss to Steve's palm. When you opened your eyes you were met with baby blue staring back at you.

"Are you keeping our boy's cock nice and warm?" Steve asked and you nodded.

"Yes daddy." You smiled and so did Steve.

"Good girl. Give me a kiss." Steve mumbled, leaning forwards slightly and pouting his lips. You bit your bottom lip before leaning in, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. Steve smiled against you, giving your lips another peck after you pulled away.

Bucky watched the scene unfold fondly, his heart swelling as he watched his husband and wife be so loving. He couldn't think of a better way for the world to make up for his traumas, his troubles. And it was perfect.

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Y/N Rogers got the healthier genes compared to her twin brother, Steve. But they both got an equal amount of stupidness and stubbornness. Due to this, she ends up helping in World War Two and waking up in 2008. Without anyone she knows. Y/N has to learn to survive in a different century while working with SHIELD. How will she survive in a different time without anyone she loves? Or will she find someone, but can’t figure out if they’re truly meant to be?

(The chapters aren’t perfectly organized. But I did split up the biggest chunks.)

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