THE EVE OF A CRUEL ANGEL'S THESIS

As it Was

Summary:  Sam warned him when he arrived at the compound, returned to the timeline he ran from: It’s different now, she doesn’t do the superhero thing anymore, she’s got another life now, but he wouldn’t listen. He can’t. He must hope that some things are the same, that your love is the same. Pairing: Steve x Reader, Bucky x Reader A/N: ANGST. Re-written Post-endgame kinda thing because I’m bitter. 3.3k word count. Very inspired by Hozier’s “As it Was” :^) 

As it Was Masterpost

There is a roadway.

The tires crunch over rock and gravel as Steve drives down the familiar path. Flanked by overgrown grass and wildflowers in full bloom, insects flutter around the petals, sunlight glistening on waxy blades of green. He can smell it, even inside the car, ignited in his nose and blazing into his chest.

The smell of summer. The crushed earth beneath muddied boots.

He can taste the watermelon sugar, tingling on the sweet tongue encased in an even sweeter mouth.

Your bright pink lips wet with cold bites of fruit. He loved the way you would collect the smooth seeds and pinch them between your teeth. He loved the way you’d spit them into his face—silly with joy under the shade of a tree. Too slow, baby!

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Pastel vs Leather--Billy Hargrove

Masterlist for @rune-of-a-writer / @hellimagines

Request: “Could you do one with Billy? The reader is this super nice and well-behaved girl that has straight A’s and she and Billy are together but they don’t tell anyone. So one day he picks her up from home and drives her to school and everyone is just shocked. Thanks xxx”

Summary: Billy picks you up from school

Warnings: cursing

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x fem!reader

Word Count: 760

A/N: I switched it slightly, but not drastically. Hope you don’t mind! And this is more of a drabble than an imagine

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Can you do a request for the “to love au” when Chris and the reader (she still pregnant) have a argument on a disagreement and Chris starts losing his temper and starts yelling really loud and he wakes up the kids and they are watching them argue and standing in the hall so they couldn’t see them until they see Chris and the reader arguing real close to each other’s face and Marcus and the other older kids gets in the middle of them for them to stop so after all that Chris is most definitely on the couch 💀 . The next morning every thing is weird after the argument and the kids help Chris make it up to the reader. And after that everything is fine and better. You can write this whenever you can 🫶🏽 .

A Caring Husband

Pairing || woc!reader x Chris evans

Summary || Chris breaks his promise to you

Genera || angst, fluff , happy ending

Warnings || mention of pregnancy, yelling,

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Kofi

The last few weeks have been hell for you; your work has been difficult, and communicating with your employees has been complicated because you work from home. Fortunately, your assistant is literally saving your life.

Your babysitter left her job due to a family emergency, your housekeeper asked you to reduce her working hours because her daughter had just given birth to twins, and you completely understand how difficult it is to care for twins. So you didn't say no to her request

Your children are occasionally well-behaved. But you have no idea why when they start school, they turn into total assholes and devils.

Your older two children are much easier to manage. Not your youngest children, who have been disrespectful and mischievous. They are always getting into fights with each other , pranking, or simply yelling at each other .

Alicia is the most difficult of them all. All she wants is her daddy to play with her, to nap with her, to do her hair, to feed her, and even change her. She prefers him over you.

You know she didn't act like this with her babysitter, and you have no idea why she’s giving you this attitude; it’s taking a tool on you to deal with her tantrums.

Thankfully, Chris has promised that once he has finalized his interviews and premieres, he will be available 24/7 to assist you. He will also take a break until you give birth to Layla, find a new babysitter, and everything will return to normal.

You're sitting on the couch, waiting for Chris to join you in watching a movie; it's been a long time since you two have had a night alone. Normally, you would go on a date night once every two weeks, sometimes staying at a hotel and returning the next morning, and other times simply going home and sleeping. This has been your tradition for the past twenty years.

“Alicia drifted off as soon as her head hit the pillow," Chris said as he came downstairs and sat beside you on the couch, taking your feet and propping them up in this lap, he began digging his thumbs into the sole of your left foot, switching between your feet every few seconds.

"Why is my assistant calling me about the new movie you accepted, Chris?" You were furious because he said he wouldn't take another movie and then did it anyway.

"I was going to tell you about it, the Russo brothers asked me and I couldn't say no," he said as he smiled at you.

"Are you serious right now?" You're going to smash his gorgeous head into something.

"It's a big film. I couldn't simply say no," he tries to persuade you

"Chris, we agreed on this, you're supposed to be here with me, I can't do it all by myself?" You slightly raised your voice. The film is currently forgotten.

"We have a housekeeper and we will get a new babysitter to help us, there's no need to worry," he explained, becoming increasingly agitated. Despite his desire to stay with you and the kids, he couldn't say no to the Russo brothers, the biggest movie directors.

"We don't have time to search for a new babysister!!! Chris, I want you here with me these are your children as well!" You clearly expressed your displeasure with him by raising your voice.

"I didn't say they weren't," he exclaimed as he rose from the couch.

“I need someone to assist me around the house, i’m fucking pregnant and I’m working and your kids are difficult to manage on my own." You yelled at him, and you didn't care if your voice was too loud and woke up the kids.

"I'll call Mom to help you around the house."

Now you're both standing up and yelling at each other, oblivious to the pairs of eyes staring at you from the stairs.

"I don't want your fucking mother to help me!!" you came even closer to him.

“You’re being ridiculous right now!!”

"You said you'd help me!! Actually no, you're not helping me; you promised to be responsible for your kids as well; I can't do everything by myself, and I refuse to."

“Then don’t!” he screamed at you.

Before you could respond, a voice interpreted you “Mom, dad... what's going on? You guys woke us up"

You look at Marcus standing away from you, behind him a sleepy looking Marlyn, Alicia standing beside her sister holding her favourite blanket looking at her daddy.

You were angry and upset, and you knew that whatever came out of your mouth would be cruel as hell. You decided enough was enough tonight, and you glared at Chris, saying, "Enjoy your night on the couch."

He just sighed back, you took your kids up with you, comforting them and putting them to sleep, Marlyn decided to sleep with you, it's been her thing since she was a child to sleep with you whenever her father travels, you thought she'd grow out of it, but no, she's fifteen and still sleeps with you.

What you don't know is that Marcus has returned downstairs to his father. "I'm not saying this because mom is my favorite, but she's really tired," he explained.

"I know, I want to be here with her, but... god," Chris sighed.

“She’s doesn’t want you to be just here, she actually needs your help dad, Marlyn and I are trying to help as much as we can but there’s so little of what we can do, we have our practices and school work. The twins been a nightmare. And Mrs.smith is getting old and she can’t clean this mansion by herself and you know mom doesn’t have the heart to let her go”

He stopped for a bit before continuing “and don’t get me started on Alicia” he said with an eye roll which made Chris laugh.

“Dad, we actually needs you with us, we have been excited for you to take a break and be with us” he stood up “we love you dad and we miss you, good night” He hugged his dad and went upstairs to his room.

Chris lay comfortably on the couch, he didn’t think his kids felt he was never around, which was not what he wanted to happen ever. His own wife is getting tired and depressed. He felt like a jerk his own family felt neglected by him.

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Chris woke up early the next morning to call his manager to see if they could postpone the filming for a few months, and if not, he didn't want to star in it due to family issues.

He is certain that if he truly meant to be in this film, they will go to any length to accommodate him, and if not, it is their loss, not his.

He showered and dressed, then woke the kids up, dressed them, and began preparing breakfast for them.

You were still sleeping, not even moving when he entered the room or even when he woke up Marlyn, clearly exhausted. You haven't gotten a good night's sleep since you got pregnant

You finally woke up later, looking at the clock beside you that read nine a.m., you jumped out of bed quickly and went outside, thinking no one had woken up your kids for school.

You were surprised to find Chris sitting on the couch watching television, and there was no sign for your children.

“Where’s the kids?” You asked.

“The driver took them to their school” he replied.

"Who made them breakfast?" You asked again, surprised that no one had woken you up and even more surprised that you hadn't woken up on your own.

"I did," he said as he stood up in front of you, "I talked to my agent."

“About?” You went to the kitchen, and he followed you, and you started drinking a cup of coffee.

"I asked them to postpone the movie," he said quietly for a moment, then continued, "look y/n I'm sorry, I really am, I didn't realize how much you had been worked up, and I promise I'll be here, I talked to my agent for a break, and I won't do anything other than be here for you and be responsible and do whatever falls on me”

You sighed and turned to face him, "I don't want to be the person who prevents you from pursuing your dream, but sometimes I need you here with me, Chris, we've got six kids and one on the way, we have to work as a team for this to work or else what the point?"

"I know, baby, I'm sorry; I promise I'll be here with you starting today," he said, giving you a sweet loving kiss to express his regret for putting you through all of this.

He broke the kiss minute "stay right here" he left the kitchen and returned with a large orange bag from the famous high brand you adore.

"To prove to you how sorry i’m," he hands you the bag. You smiled at him; whenever you get mad at him, he always gets you a gift to show how grateful and sorry he is.

You opened it to see the new Louis Vuitton bag in your favorite color, you remembered asking your daughter about it.

“Marlyn helped you?” You asked.

"The only thing she did was send me a picture of the bag and said, 'this is what she wants,' and that was pretty much it," you both laughed at your daughter.

"Thank you baby and I'm sorry I was mean to you last night," you said as you hugged him.

"Oh, it's all right. I know you'll make it up to me since the kids aren't here," he winked at you.

"Don't get your hopes up, honey," you said as you kissed him and carried the bag to your room, and he followed you to get what he wanted.

Soldat

Captain America and Reader have worked together at SHIELD for over a year. What happens when they have a run in with The Winter Solider and Steve finds out the secret Reader had been hiding from him all this time? And what happens when reader is captured by Hydra and The Winter Soldier, again. Can she make Soldat remember her or is her life with Steve just a slow fading memory now?

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten-END

champagne & sunshine

chris evans x actress!reader

a/n: i was listening to champagne & sunshine and came up w this, i have no idea why :) also, this shit is looong, i kinda got carried away :p

warnings: smut, language, kissing, flirting, making out, fluff and enjoy!

to say chris was completely and utterly mesmerized by you was little compared to what he felt the first time he saw you. both at a mutual friends party, at the peaks of your careers, young, free and wanting to enjoy as much as you could.

he remember exactly how you looked that night, your hair down with perfect waves, a white dress that hugged your curves in all the right ways, it had a slit on the thigh and showed your cleavage beautifully, heels matching the dress

to him you looked like an literal angel, and your laugh, oh my god he could hear you laugh for hours and hours, in fact that’s what made him pay attention to you, you laughing at something a friend told you, and he wanted nothing more than to be the one making you laugh, you certainly were the most beautiful woman he ever laid eyes on

his friends were talking about something but he couldn’t take his eyes off you, sipping a glass of champagne, with so much class, you were driving him wild and you guys hadn’t even talked

you caught his eyes, with your glass still on your lips as you looked at him through your eyelashes, pulling the glass down and smiling at him before you went back to your conversation making his heart race in his chest

“right chris?” one of his friends nudged him laughing

“uhum” eyes still locked on you as he took a sip of his beer not paying attention on the conversation

“dude, i think there’s drool right here” another one of his friends said pointing to his face

“uh, what?” he finally got out of his trance looking at them

“y/n? really?” one of them said looking at where he was looking

y/n, huh, so that was your name, it matched you well “why, what’s wrong with her?”

“nothing, actually that’s the thing, there’s nothing wrong whit her, she’s perfect”

“and waaay out of your league, every single man in this party are eyeing her since she arrived”

“have you guys seen how she acts on red carpets? she’s so classy and so fucking pretty that every person stops to just see her walk, fucking walk!”

“first of all, that’s mean, what do you mean i’m out of her league?” the truth is, he thought that too, but he couldn’t let his insecurities get him and lose the chance to talk to you “second of all, i’m gonna laugh so hard in y’all’s face when we’re together” chris said and immediately looked for you, seeing you get another glass of champagne and head to a couch “in fact, i’m gonna go talk to her right now”

accompanied by whistles and good lucks chris walked towards y/n, you watched him approach you taking a sip of your champagne crossing your legs, making your dress ride up a bit and putting your thigh on display

you were facing his back as he shoved his friends off, turning then to you with a boyish grin and sitting beside you

“what’s a pretty girl like you is doing here all alone?” chris said tilting his head a little to the side, staring directly into your eyes, oh you were fucked

“i realized that i wasn’t paying much attention to my friends conversation, and i didn’t wanted to be rude, so i came here” you smiled at him and turned back to your drink “also, i wanted to be alone for a bit” you watched the party

“oh, i’m sorry, do you want me to go?” he frowned a bit, trying not to show the disappointment on his face

“no! it’s okay really, it’s good to get to know new people” and you smiled again, and he swore his heart would explode just from seeing your little smiles, you were so polite, so kind, so fucking pretty

“i’m chris by the way” he extended his hand

“y/n” you took his hand in yours, they fitted so perfectly, and both of you could feel kind of a spark, this was going to be fun “so, tell me a little about yourself mr evans”

it shocked him a little that you knew who he was, ah chris, always thinking so little about himself, of course you knew who he was, it’s fucking captain america for god’s sake, but you never showed a lot of interest in him, to be honest you didn’t like to pay interest in any actor, specially since things just started working out for you

you didn’t wanted to get involved with anyone, specially from this world because you knew how things could go wrong and get nasty, drama was the last thing you wanted

of course you had hooked up with some actors, but nothing ever really got to the next steps, just casual hook ups and bye bye

but chris, you felt something, something good towards him, you had no idea what it was, but him there in front of you, you just wanted to grab his face and kiss him for ever

calm dow y/n, don’t get ahead of yourself

“i’m an actor, i recently finished press for this new movie i’m in, captain america the winter soldier” he said glancing at your plump lips as you took a sip of the champagne before returning to your eyes again

a little chuckle came out of your lips “sorry, it’s just, i know who you are, and i know about your movies” you put the glass down at the coffee table in front of you “wanna know more about you, not the part that the whole world already know, believe me, i hate being asked only about my career and what i’m working on” resting your chin on your hand you looked at him through your eyelashes

if he could grab you right there and kiss you he would, he could see that you genuinely wanted to know about him, his life beside all the celebrity shit, not being shallow like other girls that he met, that only wanted to know about his movies, his career and his famous friends

and that’s how you ended up, his arm resting on the back of the couch, close to your head, sitting closer to him, talking and laughing like you two knew each other for years, the connection you had was surreal, hours had passed and it felt like it was only 10 minutes

“oh my god, my tummy hurts” you said laughing with one hand on your stomach and the other on his thigh for support “i can’t believe you did that!”

“i’m telling you!” he laughed with you

“Y/NNNN!”

“oh god” you groaned looking at the source of the scream, still recovering from all your laughter, you already knew who it was

“what?” chris looked confused at you

“come on y/n let’s dance! you’ve been here the whole night!” your best friend said to you then looked at who was keeping you busy “i know he’s hot, and you can hook up with him later, but you have to save some time for your friends!”

chris face heat up and both of you laughed in embarrassment “i’m sorry for her, i’ll be right back okay?” you said and smiled sincerely at him while being dragged to dance

he watched you go and got up to get another beer, already feeling like the luckiest man alive

meanwhile you were being convinced by your friends that you needed to loose up by taking shots

“yeah okay, but i’m not doing more than two okay? i still need to get home alive” you agreed and they all cheered

“to y/n!” your best friend shouted

“to y/n!” the rest of your friends shouted too

you normally didn’t do this, getting drunk was not something that you liked, the hungover, the headaches, and you needed to get home safely after all

you took your shot before making a face “ugh i hate this so much” laughing already feeling tipsy you looked towards the couch, where chris sat, thighs spread drinking his beer instensely gazing at you, making heat pool in your core

feeling more comfortable you started dancing with your friends, hips swaying with every beat of the song, making chris head spin as he watched you, how could you be so fucking hot, your favorite song came on and you squealed and jumped with excitement and dragged your best friend closer to you, with your back facing her front you started grinding your hips onto her while she grabbed them, it was something you two always did when this song came on

chris devouring you with his eyes, you threw your arms up and started to drag them down slowly, you looked straight into his eyes smirking as you danced against your best friend with your hands trailing your body, he knew that you knew what you were doing

as the song ended you took another shot and took courage to go to where chris was and shoot your shot

you walked towards him, and with both hand on his thighs, bending forward to say somethings in his ear as he caressed gently behid your knees “are you gonna sit here all night staring at me or we’re gonna dance?” you pulled back with a smirk and his eyes darkened at the sight, your were going to be the death of him

you got up straight and took his hand in yours, bringing him with you back to where you were dancing and immediately turned your back to him and threw your hand back caressing his neck

as the song started you started dancing too, doing the same you were doing earlier, but grinding your hips more into him, and he threw an arm around your waist, holding back so much trying not to get hard

another sway of your hips and he growled in your ear, “sweetheart your not helping me” he held your waist a bit tighter

you threw your head back on his shoulder and he gave your neck a little peck, that was enough to drag a soft whine out of you, and for chris that was it

he spun you around grabbing your hips firmly, making your hands lay on his chest, he licked his lips as he stared at yours, your faces separated by inches, you could feel his breath on your face

“tell me to stop” he gave you a last chance to change your mind

“don’t stop” you whispered and he crashed your lips together

starting with a simple kiss, one of his hands trailed your body until he found your face, he slid his hand further grabbing your neck and deepening the kiss, you moaned at the action giving him space to slide his tongue in your mouth

your mouths aligning like puzzle pieces, moving perfectly against each other, until you pulled away to catch your breath, both smiling like idiots, foreheads resting against each other, as he pecked your lips multiple times

“let’s get out of here” you said giving a last kiss on his lips before grabbing his hand to get your things to leave

“wait i have to tell my friends i’m leaving” he walked through some people, still with his hands on yours, to get to his friends

“guys im heading off, i’ll catch up with you tomorrow” he said while you pulled on his hand whining like a kid ‘come on chris let’s goooo’ “or not, bye!” he gave them a last smile and let you pull him out of the house

the whole ride to your place was filled with tension, little conversations and chris hand rested on your thigh all the time, caressing and getting closer to where you needed him the most

when you got home you fumbled with your keys, trying to get them out of your purse and on the lock, but it was a little difficult with chris arms wrapped around you and kissing your shoulders and neck

after what felt like an eternity you finally opened the damn door and rushed inside, chris immediately pushing you against the wall attacking your lips, this time with so much passion, need, and you wrapped your arms around his neck, moving your lips deliciously against his

his hands that were on your waist were going down until they met your ass, giving it a squeeze you moaned in his mouth, he lowered his hand more giving the back of your thighs two taps for you to jump, and you did as you were told, wrapping your legs on his waist, he let go of your mouth

“where’s your room?” one kiss

“last door on the left” another kiss

he squeezed your ass again making you moan again, slipping his tongue on your mouth he walked to the room without breaking the kiss, as he entered the room he kicked the door close pushing you against the wall

“chris.. please” you whined in his mouth

“please what sweetheart?” he smirked and gave you another kiss

“i need you”

he walked back and the back of his knees hit the bed, making him sit with you straddling his lap, your fingers finding his hair, kissing his collarbones and marking him up on his neck, sucking his sweet spot he let out a moan

“you’re so fucking pretty” he said looking down at you with so much adoration and lust in his eyes

you kissed him while grinding your hips down at his already present hard on, he found your breasts and started squeezing them through the fabric of your dress

“take it off” you asked him “please”

was all it took for him to flip you over and start taking your dress off

seeing that you weren’t wearing a bra and exposing your tits perfectly for him made him growl, already taking one in his mouth while he massaged the other with his hands

“chris..” you bit you lower lip trying to contain your noises

“come on sweetheart, let me hear you” he let go of your breast and started kissing down your stomach, avoiding where you wanted him most, he trailed kisses down your thighs and started to take you heels off kissing every part he could

he went back up nipping at your thighs before hooking his fingers in your panties, taking them off at an agonizing pace

“chris please” you whined, impatient, you just needed him “i need to feel you”

“patience sweetheart, i need to appreciate every single part of you”

as he took your underwear off he spread your thighs to see your glistening cunt “so pretty, all for me” he whispered

then he planted a kiss on your cunt making you moan and arch your back, that made him hook his arms under your thighs to keep you in place

with that he liked a stripe on your folds, lapping the wetness of your cunt, his thumb found your clit, making you see stars, you found yourself biting onto your lower lip again, small whimpers coming out of yours lips

“honey, already told you, stop biting your lip and let me hear you” he said and connected his mouth with your sensitive nub, rubbing one of his fingers at your entrance before pushing it in

“oh fuck” you moaned loud, making chris cock throb in his pants “chris i’m gonna”

“i can feel ya, let go for me sweetheart” he said speeding up his pace, the coil in your stomach tightened and exploded, making you see stars, you came with a loud chant of his name

he kissed his way back up while you tried to catch your breath, he gave a kiss on the corner of your mouth, making you smile and your eyes fluttered open

“hi” he smiled, taking some strands of hair out of your face before caressing your cheek with his thumb

“hi” you smiled back grabbing his chin to give a peck on his lips “don’t you have too many clothes on mister?” you tugged at the bottom of his shirt making him stand up to take his clothes off

resting on your elbows, biting your lip as you watched him take his shirt off, staring at his torso, what a fucking sight, eyes traveling through his body as he took his pants off, meeting then his eyes

“you keep staring at me like this and i won’t be able to hold back”

“just c’mere”

“eager aren’t we?” he walked towards you

giggling you nodded yes and wrapped your legs on his torso, fingers trailing his abs, as if you were trying to memorize every part of him, reaching his boxers, slipping your hand and stroking his length

“fuck y/n” he breathed out and you took them off

he took your hand and pinned them behind your head, kissing and nipping at your neck, sucking on your sweet spot making you moan, he smirked against your skin

one hand grabbing your thigh and the other caressing your chin in circles with his thumb before tracing his thumb on your bottom lip, staring with so much adoration at every trace of your face

he started kissing every part of your face “so beautiful, all mine” he said between kisses, hand lowering to find one of your breasts, kisses lowering to your neck, collarbone and chest

“chris, i need you” your whimpers growing impatient

chris gave your lips a last kiss before stroking his length and alining with your entrance

“you sure it’s gonna fit?” you looked at his cock, mouth watering, but you couldn’t say it didn’t worried you

he chuckled and said “don’t worry sweetheart, we’ll make it fit” before giving you a peck

he pushed in slowly making both of you moan “fuck, you’re so perfect” he kissed you again “it’s like you were made just for me” he said making you whimper

“you’re so big” you said throwing your head back “fuck, chris” you moaned his name

you stayed like this for a good time, with him pounding onto you until your legs felt numb, whispering sweet nothings in your ear, fucking you so good that if felt unreal, until you felt the coil in your stomach tightening

“i’m gonna cum, oh my good, feel so good” you moaned loudly as you came, chris following you

you felt like you would black out from the pleasure, you could easily say that it was the best sex of your life, eyes closed and breathing heavily to try to catch your breath

“hey pretty girl” he ran his nose on your throat and kissed your cheek “you okay?” another kiss, on your jaw

“uhum” you nodded smiling and taking his face on your hands to kiss him, still with your eyes closed

hands caressing your waist, and in that moment you were all he cared about, looking so beautiful, feeling the luckiest man in the world

“hold on, let me take care of you” he gave her a kiss and got up heading to the bathroom, taking a cloth to clean you up

after he cleaned you he went back to the bathroom to leave the cloth there, you climbed under the sheets waiting for him to come back

he got back and saw you making grabby hand to him, he let out a laugh walking to lay down with you “you are so adorable” he climbed on the bed and wrapped his arms around your waist, giving your forehead a kiss

“just so you know, i don’t want this to be a one time thing” you said resting your head on his chest and closing your eyes

“me neither sweetheart, don’t worry” he smiled down at you, giving a last peck on your lips making you smile

“g’night chris” your whispered nuzzling your nose on his neck before drifting off to sleep

“g’night sweetheart”

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first time i’m writing, don’t even know if people are going to see this, but if you do and liked the post, don’t forget to reblog this please, it’ll help me very much<3

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

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

Dirty Air Series + The Fine Print by Lauren Asher

The Roomate by Rosie Danan

Games We Play by Dana Isaly

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

The Spanish Love Deception by Elena Armas

The Cheat Sheet by Sarah Adams

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

The Love Hypothesis by Ali Hazelwood

The Player Next-door by K. A. Tucker

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

All In Series by Helena Hunting

Ugly Love by Colleen Hoover

Corrupt + Hideaway + Birthday Girl by Penelope Douglas

The Flatshare by Beth O'Leary

Current books in my TBR:

From Mariana Zapata:

Under Locke

Kulti

Wait For it

The Made Series by Danielle Lori

The Addicted/Calloway Sister Series

From Collen Hoover:

All your perfects

It ends with us

Reminders of him

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

dadplease 5k stuffie writing contest | submissions from dadplease's 5k stuffie celebration participants

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

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by monthly blurb night.

jan '22 | general requests

march '22 | faad-themed

april '22 | s&bg-themed

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Perfect

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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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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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.”

.・。.・゜ ✫ ・.・✫・゜・。.