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summary | when bucky finds out you’ve been having some “funny feelings” down in a very special place, he decides to bring you to his friend, steve, a doctor who can hopefully figure out what’s causing you such distress between your legs.

pairing | soft!dark!daddy!bucky barnes x innocent!little!reader, soft!dark!doctor!steve rogers x innocent!little!reader

warnings | ddlg (daddy!bucky, little!reader), innocent reader (doesn’t understand sexual engagement), dubcon/noncon/dark warnings because reader actively resists sexual engagement, abuse of power, mild medfet elements, (minor) fluid talk, restraints, fingering, forced orgasm, crying, soft mocking/degradation, praise kink

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an | wow okay so here it finally is! very excited to share this full length stucky fic with you all :-) also this is filthy i feel fear lol

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“Oh babydoll, what’re we gonna do with you?” the sound of your daddy’s worry-stricken voice echoes in your head as you bounce your leg anxiously against the soft cushion of the passenger seat, your eyes glued down on your sparkly tennis shoes. Heat rises through your cheeks as you recall the look that had formed on Bucky’s face when he found you completely naked in your bed, hand pressed down against the warm folds of skin tucked between your legs. You hadn’t been able to come up with a response to the man’s question; all you could do was squeak in embarrassment. The worst part was, you weren’t even sure why you were so ashamed. There had never been any rule set against what you were doing; Bucky had never told you not to, but somewhere deep inside of you, you just knew you shouldn’t.

“Why’re you doing that, sweetheart? Is something wrong?” your daddy had asked, coming up beside the bed and crouching down to your level with a look of deep concern washing over his face.

“I-I-… I don’t know, Daddy,” you had admitted sheepishly, yanking your hand away from your swollen flesh. Bucky’s eyes had widened at the faint glistening of wetness present on your fingers.

“Honey…” his gentle voice had trailed off. “Are you… is it wet down there?”

Swallowing hard, tears had built in your eyes as your hand shook in front of the both of you. “I-I’m sorry, Daddy,” you had whimpered, afraid that you’d angered him.

Sighing, Bucky had shaken his head. “No, doll. It’s alright, you don’t have to be sorry. It’s not your fault this’s happened, but we need to get you seen by someone, baby. S'not normal for little girls to be touching themselves and wet like this; something must be wrong.”

“Please, no doctor, Daddy. Too scary,” you had pleaded, bottom lip trembling as Bucky had gathered you into his arms.

“Shh, sweetheart. It’ll be alright. There’s a specialist I know of; I think he’ll be able to help you. I promise I’ll be right with you the whole time, darlin’. S'gonna be okay.”

“This must be the one,” Bucky’s voice in real-time cuts off your train of thought as the car pulls up into what you’re surprised to see is the driveway of a house. Glancing around, you’re confused to find that your daddy’s driven you to what appears as a normal-looking home in the suburbs. Raising an eyebrow as you look over at him, Bucky explains, “Since he runs a rather private practice, I guess his office is right in his home.”

As the both of you undo your seatbelts and get out of the car, a lump of anxiety forms in your throat as the hot summer sun shines down on you. Quickly joining Bucky at his side, together you make your way up the walkway to the side pair of glass doors, what appears to be a separate entrance for the doctor’s place of work. Just as you’re approaching the doors, a man appears through the glass, smiling at both of you as he swings one of the large glass panels open to greet you.

“Well, hello there,” the gentleman greets, the warmth in his eyes as he smiles only providing the slightest bit of reassurance. “You must be the Barnes’s.”

“Pleasure to meet you, doctor,” your daddy greets politely, shaking the man’s hand.

“Pleasure’s all mine,” the blonde-haired doctor replies kindly before turning his attention to you, bending down slightly to avoid towering over you. “And you must be y/n,” he guesses, holding out his large hand. Blinking nervously, you accept the gesture, causing the man’s grin to grow as he gazes gently at you with his deep blue eyes. “I’m Dr. Steve Rogers. It’s so nice to meet you; I hope you don’t mind I’ve asked you to come out here instead of to my office in the city. S'just been quiet lately, and I prefer to work at home when I can,” the man, Steve, explains as he straightens himself back up.

“It’s no trouble at all,” Bucky assures him as the kind doctor leads you both into the home. Looking around, you’re impressed to see that he’s even got a waiting room set up, complete with a small reception desk and a few chairs, along with some magazines and other decorative items.

“Sometimes my assistant’s here, but I let her take the weekend off since I knew your daddy would be accompanying you,” Steve tells you as he grabs a file from the desk, opening it briefly to take a look before turning back to you and your daddy. “Alright then, I’m gonna finish up your intake forms on the computer; in the meantime, I’ll let you into the exam room. I’ve left a gown out on the table, so please go ahead and take everything off but your socks and crack the door open when you’re ready.”

“Will do. Thank you, doctor,” Bucky answers for you as the tall man guides the two of you to a door beyond the reception desk and opens it up for you.

As you walk into the room, the first thing you notice is the padded exam table sitting out diagonally, taking up a good portion of the space. At its end are a pair of metal devices that seem to be secured to the piece of furniture tightly; a whimper rises up in your throat as you eye the thick nylon restraints hanging down from several points on the table.

“Sweetheart?” Bucky questions as he closes the door behind the doctor who’s now left to go finish your intake. “Oh honey,” your daddy croons as he sees the tears already starting to build in your eyes. “Hey, it’s okay, babydoll. He isn’t going to hurt you; he’s a doctor, remember? He just wants to help,” he soothes as he crouches down in front of you, stroking your cheek with his flesh hand. “I know this is scary, angel, but I promise I’ll be right by your side, okay? So I need you to be really brave for me, think you can do that?”

Bottom lip trembling, you do your best to nod convincingly. “Y-yes, Daddy.”

“That’s my good girl,” Bucky smiles proudly at you, reaching up and grabbing the folded gown from where it’s been set out. “Now how about we get you all ready for the doctor, hmm? Looks like the gowns he has are much cuter than the ones at the normal clinic,” he tries to lighten the mood by pointing out the cute daisy pattern on the light-blue garment.

“Daisies,” you mumble innocently as the man begins to undress you, slipping both of your arms through the paper-thin gown before tying the sets of strings in the front.

“That’s right, petal,” Bucky nods as he helps you slip off your shoes, leaving you in nothing but your bright white socks with the ruffles at the top and the surprisingly soft cover-up. “You think we got any growing in the backyard yet, honey?” he continues to try to distract you as he lifts you up onto the exam table, setting you down gently on the crinkly teddy-bear patterned paper covering the padded surface and allowing your legs to dangle down between the strange metal contraptions.

“Maybe,” you shrug as your daddy goes back over to the door, cracking it open just as the doctor requested before rejoining you at your side, rubbing your back soothingly as he can tell you’re still anxious.

“Why don’t we go take a look when we get back home, then?” Bucky suggests just as you begin to hear footsteps approaching the door. “If we find some, we can pick a nice bunch and put them out in a vase on the table, just like last summer.”

A gentle knock cuts your conversation short as Steve enters the room, smiling at both of you as he greets, “Hey, we’re all set. Thanks for getting changed for me. I know those gowns aren’t the most fashionable or fun to wear, but it makes things a lot easier for me during the exam.” Setting his file down on the computer desk in the far corner of the room, he kicks out the circular rolling stool from underneath, guiding it over and sitting down in front of you as you and Bucky wait for him to continue.

“So I read over the inquiry your daddy submitted to me,” the blonde-haired man begins gently, “and it sounds like you’re having some unusual feelings… well, down there?” he softens his voice at the question, causing heat to rise into your cheeks.

“Go ahead, you can answer the doctor,” Bucky says patiently from beside you, his hand still rubbing soothing circles along your spine.

“Y-yes, doctor,” you confirm.

“I see,” Steve hums, “Can you tell me what sorts of feelings? I want to do a thorough exam as well, but anything you can tell me about the sensations might be helpful in reaching a diagnosis.”

“Um…” your voice trails off as you swing your feet nervously, playing with your hands in your lap as you try to formulate an answer. “Feels… tingly,” you tell him, just as you had told your daddy before. “And… s'a little wet down there sometimes,” you add sheepishly.

“Okay, so you’re having some sensitivity, and occasional discharge,” he rewords your description, a thoughtful look apparent on his face. “Your daddy said that when he discovered you were having… issues, he found you touching yourself in those sensitive places. Is that right?”

Swallowing hard, you nod, humiliation settling into your gut as you realize that just the act of talking through all this now is starting to trigger all the strange, unwanted feelings. “Honey? Are you alright?” Bucky asks, noticing your discomfort.

“Y-yeah, sorry,” you stumble, but Steve seems to see right through you.

“It’s alright, y/n. There’s no need to be ashamed about any of this; while it is concerning to hear about your symptoms, I can promise you we’re doing to do everything we can to get you all sorted out. Now, little one, I can see that your face is becoming awfully flushed; I have to ask, are you starting to get those unusual feelings now?”

Trying to clench your muscles to keep yourself from trembling, you consider lying to the doctor and your daddy. But ultimately, you know it would be no use. “Y-yes,” you admit shakily.

“You’re getting wet down there, sweetheart?” the doctor asks sympathetically, the pity in his voice for some reason only making you feel worse.

“Y-yes, doctor.”

“Okay. Well, I think we ought to take a look, then,” Steve decides as he grabs a metal tray equipped with various medical devices and wheels it over to himself with his foot, rolling up the sleeves of his white button-down before grabbing a pair of exam gloves off the tray and snapping them onto each hand. “If I could just have you lay back, doll; maybe your daddy can help you.” Bucky’s quick to assist you, lowering you back down against the noisy roll of paper as the doctor checks his instruments.

“Now,” the doctor states, “I’m going to have you come to the edge of the table with your bottom, and place each of your legs in these stirrups, here.” As soon as you process the man’s words, a soft whimper escapes your lips as you look up shakily at your daddy, begging him with your eyes for an escape. “It’s alright, sweetheart,” Steve soothes patiently, clearly used to working with difficult patients, “it’s just going to help me get a better look at the area that’s bothering you.”

“Come on now, angel,” Bucky encourages, lifting you by the hips and positioning you down further on the table before taking your legs one by one and placing them in the devices. “Daddy’s right here, babydoll. You’re okay.”

“Now, I’m just going to use some straps to help keep you in place,” Steve explains softly as he begins fastening the nylon bonds against your legs, knees, and ankles, causing tears to begin pooling in your eyes. “Aww, it’s okay,” he smiles gently as he fixes one over your tummy as well, grabbing the adjustable light hanging down above you and moving it over the spot between your legs. “Just need to make sure we keep you nice and safe,” the doctor hums as he settles back down on his stool, taking the cloth gown gently by the bottom hem and lifting it up to completely reveal you to both of the men’s attentive gazes.

“Daddy,” you whimper through tears, squirming slightly against the tight restraints.

“You’re okay, petal. Shhh,” Bucky soothes, stroking your hair back with one hand while still keeping his eyes down on the doctor and his work.

“Now, let me just take a look,” Steve says as he tightens his gloves, lowering his head slightly to look over your glistening heat. Whining in humiliation, you jerk once more against the straps, but they’re much too strong to let you move even a fraction of an inch. “I see,” Steve hums as he examines the area, “you’re awfully wet down here, darlin’,” he adds as he brings a single finger up to run through your folds, causing you to cry out shamelessly as tears run down your burning cheeks.

“Does that hurt, baby?” Bucky asks, his voice dripping with concern.

“No, I don’t think she’s experiencing any pain,” the doctor answers for you, “it’s just sensitive, right, sweetheart?” he asks.

“P-please,” you beg as he uses both hands to spread you open, the cool air against your aching cunt sending a million little shocks bursting through your toes.

“Poor thing,” Steve mumbles, his eyes taking in every inch of your untouched sex. “Mr. Barnes, I do believe I spoke with you about my best guess as to what this could be during our phone conversation.”

“Yes,” Bucky answers gravely, the dread in his voice causing your heart to pound heavily in your chest.

“Wh-what is it? Is it bad?” you ramble anxiously, cut off by Steve’s gentle shushing.

“Shhh, it’s okay, doll. It’s not bad, necessarily. It’s just extremely rare,” he explains. “The sensitivity your body is displaying isn’t normal; I believe it’s part of a rare condition that makes your genitalia much more responsive than it should be. Normal little girls can’t feel much at all down here, but with this condition, your special parts are filled with heightened nerves. Especially,” he pauses, dragging a thumb up through your folds, “here.”

As soon as he hits the spot, your entire body jerks and you let out a sharp cry, causing the men to sigh sadly. “There it is,” Steve confirms, holding his hands still as you struggle to process the intense sensations you just experienced. “What I just tested was your clitoral sensitivity. There’s a little nub positioned just above your opening, and most girls don’t have any feeling in it. But for you, it’s a great source of hassle, as it holds an incredible amount of nerve endings and can become painful if not properly stimulated.”

“Painful?” Bucky asks worriedly.

“The condition requires regular treatment that can be administered at home,” Steve explains as he pulls away from you, allowing you to let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding in. Looking up at you, the doctor says gently, “If you don’t take proper care of this issue, you’re likely to experience a great deal of discomfort. But don’t worry, sweetheart. I’m gonna show you and your daddy exactly how to treat the funny feelings, and as long as you do that, you shouldn’t have a problem.”

“Thank you, doctor,” your daddy sighs, a hint of relief present in his voice as he strokes back your hair. Turning to you, he soothes, “It’s gonna be alright, angel. We’ll make sure to do everything the doctor says, right? And then just like he told you, you’ll be healthy as can be.”

“That’s right,” Steve confirms with a smile. “Now, the treatment process isn’t something a little one like you can manage on your own, so you must let your daddy take care of you, okay?” Trying to hide your nerves, you nod, dreading whatever kind of ‘treatment’ the doctor might be suggesting. “Good. Now, when you do this, and I would recommend doing it at least a few times a day, you’ll want to have her lie down on her back and spread her legs nice and wide for you, just like this,” the doctor begins instructing Bucky. “She’ll need this help whenever she’s experiencing the funny feelings or the wetness, so be sure to check on her often.”

“I’ll be as diligent as I can,” Bucky promises.

“Good. Now y/n, sweetheart, I just need you to relax for me, okay? I’m going to begin touching you again. Deep breath in, doll.” As soon as the words leave Steve’s mouth, you can feel his gloved finger dragging back up through your wetness, a terrified whine sounding in your throat as he once again approaches your most sensitive spot. But this time, instead of stopping, he does something much, much worse.

He begins rubbing it.

Letting out a sob, you strain against the restraints as indescribable sensations wash over your entire body. Your little nub seems to be on fire as Steve rubs in gentle circles, cooing, “Oh, I know, honey. I know it’s so sensitive; it’s alright. You’re alright, doll.”

“Shhh, baby. Let the doctor do his work,” Bucky croons from your side, continuing to stroke back your hair as you’re subjected to the blonde-haired man’s terrible ministrations.

“You’ll want to make sure her button’s nice and wet when you do this,” Steve explains as he continues rubbing, “working in nice, tight circles, right over the head. That’s it, little one. Doin’ so good for us… I know, sweetheart. I know, it’s so much, isn’t it?”

“P-please,” you hiccup, unable to keep your body from jerking violently at the terrible feeling. “B-burns, please, d-doctor, n-no more!”

“Oh, poor thing,” Steve frowns sympathetically, bringing his other hand up to settle over your lower belly. “It’s okay, darlin’. I know it’s so much, so hot down there, isn’t it? You’re doin’ just fine, little one. Are you starting to feel something building inside of you?” Looking up at your daddy, the doctor tells him, “she’ll need to be stimulated to climax. Her body will spasm violently, and she might even release some extra fluid; she won’t be able to help it.”

“Please, please,” you pant, terror building inside you as you feel the faint forming of a new feeling, a great and terrible feeling that you can only guess matches whatever the doctor is describing.

“That’s it, honey, almost there,” Steve encourages as Bucky all but holds your head down against the padded surface to keep it from slamming dangerously up and down. “You’ll need to keep on stimulating her through her release; you’re so close, sweetheart, come on, that’s it- there.”

A mangled cry rises through your throat as your entire body snaps, a rush of heat flooding out of you as you squirt out all over the doctor’s shirt and face. You’re much too busy to notice, though, every muscle of your body tightening as your eyes slam shut, a terrible burning ripping through your core. “Good,” you can hear Steve’s gentle voice soothing through the pounding in your ears, “that’s a good girl, such a good little doll, cumming so hard for the doctor.”

After what feels like an eternity, you finally feel his hands leaving you as you heave against the table, your entire body tingling as you hear Steve removing his gloves. “And that’s all there is to it,” he explains to Bucky, grabbing a few paper towels to clean himself off. “Sometimes, if the symptoms persist, she might need two or three releases in one go. Since you’re here now, and she seems to be recovering okay, I think it’d be a good idea to have Daddy give it a try next.”

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Do I wanna know? | masterlist

summary: yelena belova wants revenge for her sister and y/n is, for the first time, able to give her word to someone she cares about and so she has a new mission: kill the winter soldier. Easy, right? no absolutely not, because the more that she tries to kill bucky, the closer he is to finding the assassin he can’t stop thinking about.

you would think that someone holding a knife against your throat would be enough for you to lose interest but apparently, it’s not on either y/n’s or bucky’s book. hating each other and lying to themselves isn't really nice and neither is being chased by old enemies while they have clandestine meetings, but what can they do about it?

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Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4| Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10*| Chapter 11 (scheduled for a week from latest update- read early on my ko-fi!!)

updates on friday or tuesday (hopefully)

also, smut: *

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.”

A Taste of Summer

Summary: You can’t think of a better to start your summer than to get railed by Ari. Who cares if he’s your dad’s best friend.

Pairing: Mean DBF!Ari x reader

Warnings: Smut, creampies, jealous/possessive Ari, rough smut, forced exhibitionism (reader is into it though), bratty reader, praise kink, size kink, spanking, slight degradation, age gap, ari is 6'6".

Word count: 2.4k

A/N: Second official sinday drabble, unbeta’d and written on my phone. Comments and reblogs are cherished.

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For as long as you can remember, it’s been a family tradition to kick off summer with a small get-together in your backyard. Your dad is adamant that everyone shows up. He called you three times yesterday to make sure you were still on your way. Of course, you would never miss the chance to attend the party, it’s a fun occasion with good music, even better food and one thing you can’t find anywhere else, especially not at your college.

Ari Levison. 

He’s the best thing about these parties. Always has been. Sure, he’s your dad’s best friend, but frankly, that makes you want him even more. The semi-retired boxer is sex on legs and the reason you have a drawer full of toys beside your bed. 

Standing in your childhood bedroom, the sounds of boisterous conversations and steaks sizzling on the grill float through your open window with the warm summer breeze. Notes of freshly cut grass and barbecue follow, sweeping across your face, and a grin tugs at your lips. Oh, you love the smell of summer.

Slipping the wide strap of your new summer dress over your shoulder, you stare at your reflection. You look incredible. It was worth the three hours you spent in the mall, dragging Wanda and Monica through store after store until you found the right one. 

The soft, lacy material fits your body perfectly, enhancing your curves, the top cinches under your breasts, pushing them up. And the color makes your skin glow. And if you had any anxieties about wearing it, they were wiped away after Bucky got a look at you in it. Your roommate’s eyes bulged out of his head and he made a noise that sounded suspiciously like a moan when he asked you to twirl for him. 

Hearing a familiar deep voice, you pad to your window, leaning on the frame as you pull on your sandal. Parting the sheer curtains with your fingers, you easily find the one man you’re constantly seeking out. At 6’6" he’s taller than every person in the yard.

 “Damn,” your eyes widen as they rake over his massive frame.

Even from a distance, he looks like a greek god come to life. Long legs that go on forever, his large hands flying through the air as he talks to your dad. A faded blue towel casually thrown over his bare shoulder. Water drips off his tanned, lightly freckled chest, thin rivulets that lead down to the waistband of his black swimming trunks, they cling to his thick muscular thighs, emphasizing just how big he is.

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Vinnie ❤️’s boobs|V.H.

warnings: smut, titty fucking, cockwarming, lowkey public stuff, idk i’m tired and didn’t proofread (duh) also my laptop isn’t fixed yet so i can’t do the keep reading thing rn sorry ab that

ps happy birthday vinnie bby xx

“BABY” vinnies voice booms as he scours the giant house in search of you.

“BABY?” he yells into the back yard startling you as you laid in the sun drying off from the pool.

“Vin? what’s wrong?” you shout but when a smile breaks out on vinnies face as he heads your way you know everything’s okay

“Nothin I just wrapped up a meeting and I- Holy shit” he stops dead in his tracks about 3 feet in front of you

“where the fuck did that come from baby you look phenomenal- i mean you always look phenomenal but wow” Vinnie rambles as his eyes drink up your figure in the new bathing suit you were sent for a brand deal

“Black bough sent it to me to post in” you giggle as eyes drag over the curve of your hips before landing on your boobs

“uh huh” he says though you’re sure he’s not even listening

“why don’t you come lay down with me Vin?” you say with a flirty tone but your boyfriend is so busy staring at your boobs that he just hums out another incoherent response.

“Vinnie!!” you giggle

“what?” he asks shaking himself from his tiddie filled daydream

“i asked if you wanted to come lay down with me so you didn’t have to perv on me from 3 feet away... you do know you’re allowed to touch them right? you’re literally the only one who is” you tease reaching out for his hand with a smile.

“I was not perving!! you’re my girlfriend i was simply admiring your beautiful tiddies really hard” he blushes allowing you to pull his shirtless form down next to you.

“mmhm sure,” you laugh airily softly kissing his lips on his way down “i guess that’s why you’re really hard too then” you suggest as if you’re serious.

“shut it” he playfully growls as he joins you on the cushions you set out on the ground. He lays practically on top of you making your heart flutter as he wraps his arms around you to cuddle. “i just wanted cuddles and kisses and attention but now i’m hard” he huffs realizing that laying his head on your shoulder wasn’t really good for his situation since your boobs are now right in his face.

“oh my poor baby” you coo stroking his cheek, his pouty behavior making you bite back a laugh.

“No no no you’re still my baby and i’m still in charge.” he grumbles referencing your role in the bedroom.

“i know i know, but i love when you’re all cuddly like this. i like having all of your attention” you say whispering the last part. Sometimes it’s fun to stroke his ego, especially when he’s grumpy.

The feeling of his lips curling into a smirk against your skin tells you it’s working. “yeah?” he asks cupping one of your clothed boobs in his hand, massaging it as he continues “my sweet girl, can’t get enough of me huh?” he asks placing a kiss on your chest halfway through his sentence making your breath hitch.

Vinnie tilts his head up so his nose grazes your jaw “i asked you a question sweetheart”

His breath fanning across your neck and his hand massaging your boob had you struggling to contain a moan as your back slightly arched and your legs parted subconsciously “i need you vinnie, a-hhh-always” you tell him in your sweetest voice, moaning when he starts sucking a hickeys on your neglected breast.

Vinnie starts to shuffle and one of your hands threads itself into his hair as the other grasps his bicep that is now bulging as it supports him. His head is in a blur as he props himself up, slotting one leg between yours but he still wanted to feel more of your skin on his.

You whine when he sits up causing him to smirk and slip his thumb into your mouth as he repositions you. Next thing you know your knees are bent and vinnies chest is against your stomach as he shoved his face into your boobs now using both of his hands to play with them.

You almost laughed until you felt his drool on your skin and a soft moan slipped from your lips. “What are you doing to me baby? Got me acting like a horny middle schooler.” he laughs with dark eyes

“keep goin…” you say with a flirty smile and a lip bite, fluttering your eyelashes for good measure.

“hmm how about this,” he smirks as he tugs the halter string behind your neck revealing your entire chest.

“Vin- I- we’re outside!!” you stutter in shock

“yes we are baby you’re so observant” he says nonchalantly before giving you a quick kiss.

he sucks on one nipple while he plays with the other. you arch your back pushing your tits further into his face, he was right, you couldn’t get enough.

“I have an idea” he mumbles causing you to furrow your eyebrows

He sloppily reties your top and stands up, you move to your knees thinking he wanted head but a dark chuckle and a hand tilting your head up made you halt “Such a good girl, always ready for me,” he praises swiping a thumb over your bottom lip. “but I’m thinking something a little different honey, stand up” he commands tapping under your chin and taking your hand.

He walks you over to the lounge chair that your towel was drying on and he picks it up before sitting down and dragging you to sit in his lap. The towel gets draped around your lower back covering your lower halves. A wave of excitement rushes over your body as you see Vinnie reach for his waistband.

Vinnie’s perfect rock hard cock bounces against his abs leaving a drop of precum there and you almost drool. You drag your finger across his skin and swipe up the precum before putting it in your mouth with a smile.

He smirks cockily as he drags your hips to hover over his before pulling your bikini bottoms to the side and sliding you down onto his dick. “OH” you gasp in shock slapping your hands on his chest to steady yourself.

“Feel nice and full baby?” vinnie coos with his hands on your hips

“mmhm feel you in my tummy” you whine in pleasure.

“hmm that’s good,” he hums placing a soft kiss on your lips before pulling back and whispering “because you’re gonna stay there” against your lips.

“I’m gonna stay here?” you ask feigning confusion despite the fact you’ve been fantasizing about this for months.

“Yeah,” he says nudging your nose with his “you’re gonna sit there nice and snug around my cock while i play with these pretty tiddies” he mumbles brushing your lips with every word and failing to contain that devilish half smile that’s been sitting on his lips since he saw you.

“Oh.” you say failing to contain your excitement “I know you like that idea princess” he says with a kiss “so if you’re good, i’ll let you cum on my cock before i fuck your gorgeous tits”

You gasp and your walls flutter around him. “O-okay!” you say cheerily, wanting to be good so you can get your way.

“that’s my baby” he says smugly before kissing your cheek and untying your top. He takes your right nipple into his mouth and grabs your ass making you gasp.

“so hard to stay still when you make me feel so good ah-” you purr trying to butter him up but just cutting yourself off with a moan

He swirls his tongue around your nipple and grazes it with his teeth as he looks at you menacingly, pulling you closer by your ass and groping your left breast. you bite your lip but he feels the way you clench around him.

“lemme hear you” he mumbles against your skin bucking up into you. A whine flies from your lips and a smug look falls on vinnies features.

“good girl” he praises, knowing just how to make you tick.

He continues teasing your tits by leaving hickeys, biting them, licking them, kissing them, squeezing them, and pinching them until you were literally dripping in his lap

“vinnie” you whimper, earning his attention and a hum against your skin in response as his deep hazel eyes stare into yours

“need you, need you to take me, i’m so wet vin, i-” he bends his knees so that you fall forward and onto his chest and his cock is now nestled against the spot that sends you over the moon

“so messy for me baby why don’t you just let me slide this pretty pussy up and down on my cock?” he says smoothly

“Mmm” you moan into his ear grabbing his jaw with one hand and his bicep with the other

“my needy little girl” he praises as he fucks up into you drawing the prettiest whimpers and moans from you

“how can you even make cuddling sexy, ugh i love you” you whine, burying your face in his neck and bouncing yourself on his cock

“i can feel your tits on my chest baby, you feel how they bounce when you do?,”

“UNHH” you moan out nodding your head. Vinnie could see how gone you were, he loved to tease you when you got like this and you loved how dirty it made you feel

“fucking yourself dumb on my cock honey. was your pussy jealous of your tits? huh? pretty baby needs all my attention, bet that’s all you can think about is me and my cock. silly girl.” he gently smacks the side of your face to make sure you’re not too out of it.

You lift your head and the fucked out look on your face makes him moan and buck his hips up into you “Vinnieee,” you whine “i- i need to cum vin p-please”

Vinnie slips his hand down to your clit letting the other wrap around your throat but not before saying “if you want me to fuck your tits so bad we can just skip to that honey” with a chuckle.

“but don’t worry.” he mumbles before kissing your head and continuing “i’m feeling generous today” his finger circles your clit and your body is already so close to the edge you can feel it everywhere.

Moans flow from your lips like water from a tap and vinnie is drinking it right up. Your eyes roll back and you slowly stop bouncing until you’re just rocking your hips into his hand with his tip pressed up against your cervix.

“i- i-” you stutter causing vinnie to tighten his hand around your throat sending a shock through your body

“you what baby?” he coos with a smirk playing on his perfect lips

“i’m gonna cummm” you whimper to your boyfriend throwing your head back and grabbing one of your tits

“then look at me, and do it.” he says punctuating his sentence with upward thrusts

you meet his eyes catching your bottom lip between your teeth as your eyebrows furrow with a choked moan escaping the back of your throat as you cum.

Vinnie feels you begin to fall forward and allows it using the hand that’s wrapped around your throat to pull your lips to his as he continues his ministrations on your cunt. He quickly realizes the more you squirm and clench as you ride out your high the closer he’s getting and as much and he’d love to stay buried inside of you he wants to fuck your tits so bad.

It takes all the effort he can muster to not continue to fuck you on his dick, knowing you love his hands on your hips. he pulls you down on his dick once more stupidly bottoming out and filling you all the way up, drawing the hottest whine/moan fall against his lips in your sensitive state, making it even harder to stop himself from cumming deep inside of you.

“why’d you stop??” you pout at your boyfriends scrunched expression and tight grip on your hips

“shh can’t cum yet” he groans trying to relax a little, once he finally does he pulls out only for his thick veiny cock to rest on your stomach.

“tie those bottoms back on we’re going to my room little girl” he says devilishly smacking your ass

You gasp and nod but that’s not good enough this time.

“you speak when your spoken to angel c’mon” he reprimands in a flirty tone

“yes” you blurt out

“yes who?” he asks nipping your earlobe

“yes sir” you hum

“there’s my girl” he grins kissing your neck as he ties your bathing suit around your back.

you tie both of the strings on your hips back up as vinnie finishes tying behind your neck

you kneel up pretending to put your towel on so vinnie can resituate his hard cock in a way that you two can get inside with your situation undetected. He taps your thigh and you stand up both of you heading inside.

You miss the knowing looks your boyfriend receives from michael and patrick as the two of you make a b-line for his room. The door slams behind you and you go to remove your top before a gravely “Don’t.” stops you.

Vinnie walks up and grabs you by the neck kissing you feverishly as he massages your left breast feeling your heart pounding into his hand. he pulls back ever so slightly and whispers a commanding “open” and you comply.

He tightens his grip on your neck before spitting in your mouth and closing it with a gentle finger “swallow bunny.” he whispers and you do as if he has a spell on you.

he gropes your tits before pushing them together with a lip bite. “hold them there” he commands and you replace his hands with yours. “get on your knees” he mumbles staring into your eyes.

“Yes sir.” You obey kneeling down while maintaining eye contact and that expectant look. His fingers thread through your hair and his thumb strokes your cheek

“so pretty on your knees for me. always such a little slut for me” he praises tapping your cheek making you blush.

He frees his cock from its confines and drags it over the swell of your tits.

“letting me fuck your tits after marking you up. You’re so desperate to please me aren’t you honey.” he coos stroking your face with his thumb

“mmhm” you hum with fluttering eyes feeling flustered under vinnie’s stare. you blush when he pours lube on your chest becoming even more flustered when he begins to spread it around.

he guides his dick to your lips and tells you to spit on it before guiding his hand up and down his shaft. once it’s sufficiently lubricated he slips the tip between your tits thrusting upward. A gasp leaves your lips at the sensation.

“Oh babyy, fuck- holy shiit” he moans out as his cock slips between your soft pillowy mounds.

“does it feel good sir?” you ask innocently, amazed by the sounds pouring out for your boyfriends mouth just above your head and the feeling happening right below it.

“so good baby, knew you’d be so perfect for me,” he says gritting his teeth allowing his hand to find the hair at nape of your neck, grabbing it as you look up at him making him moan again just from the look on your face.

“look at my sweet girl,” he grunts lightly smacking your cheek before cupping your face and allowing his hair to slide into your hair again

“so good for me, letting me fuck these tits, sitting on my cock like a good girl when i was marking you up, always so needy for me-” he grumbles cutting himself off with a moan.

“love it so much, makes me feel so good” he continues. You stick your tongue out to lick his tip as it appears through your cleavage but he looks you in the eye and spits in your mouth again, you swallow before going back to lick his tip making him moan louder than expected.

He continues to thrust into your tits, the unusual sensation of him fucking a different body part has your cunt dripping and your mouth watering. “B-Baby, you’re doing s-so good for me” Vin groans as he gets closer to the edge.

“You look so hot right now. using me to get off,” you purr looking up at him to see the effects of your words “mmm you can do what ever you want to me.” you moan knowing your pushing him that much closer to the edge. His hand grips the side of your neck as he bucks his hips into your boobs harder than before.

“OH BABY- i uh- HOLY SHIT” he shouts cumming on your face and tits, you let him ride out his high as you listen to his huffs and groans. “wow honey, i-” he cuts himself off both of you feeling his cock twitch at the sight of you covered in his cum when he opens his eyes. You bite your lip trying not to smile at the way he always seems to want more of you.

Vinnie’s eyes light up as he gets an idea. “so pretty for me baby. so perfect.” he praises lowly as he slides his hand from your neck to your jaw, using his thumb to drag some of his cum to your lips. you open your mouth instinctually, sucking his thumb until it’s clean. “beautiful” he whispers, leaning down to kiss you softly.

He pulls back to stand up but the sound of your whine stops him. “kiss me more please” you pout “sir” you tack on for good measure.

Vinnie smiles before kissing you for a little while longer. “i gotta clean up my little mess baby c’mon” he mumbles against your lips, punctuating his sentence with a peck before helping you off the ground and guiding you to the bathroom.

The wet washcloth cleaning your skin is practically invisible to you. All you can think about is how wet you still are and how good your boyfriend looks when he’s focused.

“All clean princess” he informs, dropping a kiss to your forehead. “thank you handsome” you say with a soft smile. After your escapades today the two of you were fairly exhausted, Vinnie wanting nothing more than those cuddles he was looking for earlier but you had a slightly different idea.

Going into his t-shirt drawer you grab the softest shirt you can find and put it on as soon as your bikini hits the floor. Vinnie sits on his bed waiting for you with open arms. “No panties?” he questioned slightly confused by your choice.

“nope,” you reply brushing a hair from his eyes and kissing him “because i have a question for you.” you vaguely explain before kissing him again.

vinnie hums into the kiss before your words register in his brain “hmm? what’s your question pretty?” he asks but his eyes keep drifting to your lips.

“can we try cockwarming again but cuddly this time?” you mumble, suddenly shy.

“Of course baby, i was hoping you’d ask i’m still half hard from seeing you all covered in my cum” he smiles with a slight chuckle

A smile finds its way to your lips as he strips and makes grabby hands at you. You straddle vinnies hips before sinking down and humming in satisfaction. Vin releases a happy sigh and allows his hands to find your hips. “I think we were made for each other, fuck.” he says blissfully. “i think so too,” you agree leaning forward onto his chest letting out a surprised squeak at how well he fills you and how good this angle feels “both spiritually and physically because goddamn the way you feel inside of me-” you cut yourself off kissing the man before you sensually “is other worldly.” you conclude.

“Mmm and the way you take me every time. it’s like your pussy is a sheath for my cock.” he groans kissing your jaw.

You pull back to look at him with an amused smile “did you just insinuate that your dick is a sword?” you giggle

“mmhm” he nods seemingly proud of his analogy. “you’re lucky i can’t get enough of you” you warn him teasingly, poking the tip of his nose with yours.

“so lucky” he hums pulling you in for a kiss that turned into a soft make out that eventually dwindled into pecks as V finally got those cuddles he’d been hoping for. His fingers scratching up and down your back and his thumb from his other hand stroking your cheek had you so blissed out you could pass out.

“i wouldn’t be surprised if we wake up fucking because after today my brain has a lot of wet dream material” you mumble nonchalantly, cuddling deeper into his chest and drifting off.

“i just wanted cuddles” he laughs to himself basking in the perfection of the moment he’d been waiting for all day.

H hours. There's a party at the sway gaming and yn wants to fucking celebrate and she drinks and stuff. Troy and her fuck. The morning after they come down to the kitchen,yn covered in bruises and hickies. Maddy hypes yn up but every guy realizes what happened and look worried at vincent, knowing he has the biggest crush on her. "you knew I like her, you knew and you fucked her" "everyone likes her vincent, millions of people, what would you do in my position?"

Author: just know that i love you and i love this request soo much

Warnings: smut and angst

You should have known by now that mixing up alcoholics is never a good choice. However it might lead to some good consequences. ‘How much did you drink?’ Troy asks you as you straddle his lap. You are sober enough to realize that you really want to fuck the shit out of this man. ‘Enough to do this’ you shush him by kissing him. He doesn’t want to push you away because just like many of his friends he wants to rip your clothes off every time he looks at you. ‘Are- are you sure?’ He moans when you start kissing his neck. You look at him and cock one eyebrow. Meanwhile the others are dancing around you, you are sitting at the corner of the room on the leather couch. ‘Are you gonna fuck me or not, Troy? Do I need to ask someone else? Cause I-‘ he is now the one shutting you up with a kiss. His hands immediately grasping at your bum as let a soft moan roll off your tongue. You keep kissing and grinding for a good ten minutes until you can’t take it anymore. You pull off his lap causing him to groan. ‘Come here...’ he smirks as you close the door of your room behind him and pulls you in for a kiss. Things get heated really quickly and before you know it you’re trapped underneath his body as he pushes your panties to the side. ‘Troy...’ you whine ‘gotta check you’re ready for me, sweetie... Don’t want to hurt you, you know?’ He winks and pushes one of his fingers slips inside of your mouth. ‘Suck’ he demands and you wrap your lips around his index. His pupils dilate at the sight of you sucking on his finger. You sigh at the contact with his cold fingers when he slides one of his fingers inside of you after pulling his index out of your mouth. He smirks as he notices you’re more than ready. ‘Soo needy, are we?’ He jokes as you fumble with his belt. ‘You’re lucky I need to-‘ you get shushed by him sliding another finger in. ‘What were you saying?’ He cocks a brow as you stop your hands and moan. Shit, he does know what he is doing. When the erection in his pants start to hurt he decides it’s time to get some action and pulls his jeans down. His hand comes around your neck and then he pushes his thumb inside of your mouth. ‘Tell me how bad you want this, doll’ ‘please... please...’ you whine as his tip brushes against your wet folds. He loves the whimpering and squirming but he also needs to be inside of you so he pushes himself in. Both of you release loud moans but it doesn’t matter because the music is too loud for anyone to hear. Troy starts off slowly, letting you get comfortable and then picks up the pace. The headboard of you bed keeps slamming against the wall as he rams into you so he holds onto it to stop it from making so much noise. ‘Shit... Haven’t even begun and you’re already clenching this hard uh’ he smirks as he leaves a wet kiss on your lips. ‘F-fuck... I- i...’ you don’t even know what you want to say as one of his hands grips your thigh, you know there are going to be marks in the morning but it all turns you on even more. ‘Can’t even talk, uh? Feels this good?’ He is feeling his cheeky self as be watches you losing every bit of self control over your body. His mouth attacks your neck, you can feel he’s marking you up and although you dont want to cover the hickies the next day, you also don’t care as you feel overwhelmed by pleasure and hardly can keep your eyes open. ‘Look at me. I wanna see you fall apart...’ he smashes his lips onto yours in a heated kiss as his hips snap at yours. You move your left leg higher up his waist and he takes the chance to throw it over his shoulder. ‘Holy- oh god...’ the angle, the speed, the depth... It all has you falling apart in less than twenty seconds. He grunts and follows you right after, collapsing next to you. You can’t bring yourself to say anything as you quickly fall asleep.

It’s around ten in the morning when you hear the others screaming from the kitchen. You groan and slowly wake up. Troy lays half naked next to you, his face relaxed as soft snores leave his lips. You don’t want to wake him up but as soon as you tey to step out of bed his hand grabs yours and push you back down. ‘I need more sleep.’ ‘Well you can sleep a bit more, Sleepyhead but I can’t...’ he sighs and lets go of you. You recollect your clothes and he gets up too. He smirks when he notices the marks on your neck and thighs. ‘Good luck with that...’ he points at your bruises as he walks past you and you roll your eyes. ‘Dont roll your eyes at me.’ ‘How did you-‘ he’s walking in front of you, how did he know? You shake your head and step in the kitchen. Little J is eating some pancakes, Maddy and Jordan are being the cheesiest couple on earth and Kio is trying to wake Vinnie up as he eats his cereals. ‘Good morning people’ Troy announces his entrance followed by you. You sit next to Maddy, tying your hair up, it’s too hot in LA. ‘Ohoh... Went to dicktown last night?’ She jokes noticing your neck. Obviously everyone turns around and three pair of eyes, Jordan, Jeffrey and Kio’s, are staring at Vinnie who looks at you and then at Troy who is sipping pineapple juice on the other part of the room, eye fucking you. ‘To be honest I would have thought that you and Troy... I mean... Guys did you know...?’ Jordan whispers something in her ear and she immediately shuts up. You are blushing as you stare down at your hands. Vinnie feels the urge to rip that smirk off Troy’s face. ‘Whag the fuck? You piece of shit!’ You frown as you see Vinnie standing up and the other three boys get in his way, to stop him from getting closer to Troy. ‘You fucking knew it!’ ‘Knew what?’ You ask ‘he knows!’ ‘Know what vinnie?!’ ‘You knew i fucking liked her! You knew and you fucked her anyway!’ Vinnie tries to walk past his friends but they stop him from doing anything stupid. ‘Everybody likes her Vincent, millions of people drool over her. What would you have done in my position?’ Troy answers cockily. You are quite confused. Vinnie likes you? ‘What the fuck is wrong with you?! You’re supposed to be my best friend!’ He yells at the brunette who simply stands there drinking his juice unbothered. Maddy gives you an apologetic smile as you process the information. ‘Let me- I swear to god I’m gonna smash that face of yours against the wall!’ ‘Why don’t you try then? Or are you gonna let someone else do it? Just like you let me fuck the girl you liked’ Vinnie tries to push Jordan off of him but he can’t. ‘You fucking asshole! You are piece of shit’ ‘probably, still fucked her didn’t I? What did you do instead uh? Complimented her hair? Bought her flowers? Helped her with other guys? Yea Vinnie, good boy, you’re heading straight to the friendzone’ before anyone can say anything Vinnie frees himself of the three boys’ hold and his fist collides against Troy’s face. You immediately stand up and reach for Vinnie’s shirt before he can do any more damage. ‘Vinnie! Stop!’ You tey to push him off the brunette with the others and you manage to do so after a couple of seconds. ‘I’ll fucking kill you, asshole!’ ‘Yea? Try then!’ ‘You are disgusting!’ ‘You’re delusional!’ ‘Shut up!’ You push them away from each other as Aaron and Ben step in, bringing Troy outside. ‘Get off me!’ Vinnie pulls away from Kio’s grip as he leaves the room. You sigh brushing a hand through your hair. ‘Shit...’ you murmur aware of the drama you have just caused...

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Pairings: Reader x Steve Rogers Summary: Steve doesn’t know when the friendship became something more, but now you’re in front of him, dripping with need and the rain has come for you both. A/N: NSFW Sex-Pollen, Super-Soldier, Super-Smut!! Angst at the end. Warnings: Dub-con. Hurt. Twist at the end please don’t read this if you are unsure of any of these warnings.

Tony quirks an eyebrow over to your spot at the conference table when he walks in. You’re there early, hands over your lap, legs crossed underneath. It’s quite a sight, he thinks, coming from a woman who can hardly be bothered to exit a burning building.

It’s eight-thirty. The fact that you are the first to be in the conference room raises all his red flags. He tugs his lavender glasses up and down his nose bridge just to make sure he’s not hallucinating. The frown he sports stretches lower until it melts into his well-groomed beard.

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

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

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B.Barnes x S.Rogers, B.Barnes x Stark!Reader, S.Rogers x Stark!Reader

Sequel series to Their Doll

Series Synopsis | After the events of the horrific past, y/n Stark, Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes have finally admitted their feelings for each other. But is life as an avenger whilst dating two super soldiers any easier than anything y/n’s experienced in the past?

Series Warnings | smut, violence, torture, swearing, threesomes etc

A/n | This is a sequel book/series to my fic Their Doll! This book loosely follows the mcu timeline, starting in CAWS in book one and starting just before AOU in this book. Bucky had been recovered and is safe, and Peter was taken under Tony's wing when he was much younger.

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