I Am Your Fall.

Sweet

pairing: bucky x fem!reader

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

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

(gif not mine!)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Even though, he probably should.

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

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

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

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

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

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

‘Help, please 😥 Bathroom.’

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

*+ Epilogue +*

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You were utterly confused.

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

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

Fuck.

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

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

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Fulfill My Fantasy

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Masked

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

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

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Ladylike

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

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

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Impress Me, Sergeant

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

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

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Unsheathed

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

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

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The Winter Soldier Comes Out To Play // Bucky x reader

Summary:  Bucky nearly gets compromised during a mission, but what happens when he comes back and you get injured.

Warnings: 18+ readers only, smut, winter soldier, dark!bucky, soft!bucky, choking, slight injured reader, protective bucky, possesive, rough sex, oral sex, multiple sex positions, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, multiple cumshots, creampie

Word: 4.9k

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halloween party

she/her pronouns

summary: vinnie and y/n finally let the sexual tension get the best of them

warnings: smut, dirty talk, getting fucked while looking in the mirror (and filming a tik tok), fluff, swear words, drinking

y/n sat on her phone scrolling through tik tok when a ding made her eyes look towards the top. 

vincent: u tryna match for the halloween party or what?

y/n: what u wanna be?

vinnie: idk look on spirit or we can go

y/n: come pick me up

y/n got out of bed, slipping on her converse and fixing her hair. the hype house was throwing a halloween party this year and y/n was invited. 

she adored everything about halloween and was beyond stoked for the party. 

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Hi babyyyy. Congrats on the followers! I have a drabble request. How about Winter Soldier!Bucky being given a pet while in Hydra due to him listening to his orders and he decides to mark her with his knife. Could be his initials or perhaps something in Russian. Arm, leg, chest, anywhere he wants to make it known that she is his 💖

The Deep, The Dark

Pairings: Winter Soldier x Reader

Warnings: knife play, Hydra being trash, allusions to assault, dark!fic (due to overall subject matter), soft!dark Winter Soldier (he's going through a lot), pet play

Word Count: 1.5k

This is a dark fic. 18+ only.

A/N: sorry this took me so long to do. was part of my 1k follower celebration that has long finished haha. thank you for your patience. gif by me aka @steve-kemp

Pain. A novel concept. Not one that the Soldat was afforded while being Hydra’s fist.

But as he made his way back to base, the Soldat couldn’t help but feel the ache that was blooming in his side where a bullet had grazed his skin in a clean slice.

He was becoming self-aware, emotional indifference dissipating.

Recalibration required. Asset malfunctioning.

The Soldat continued to do as he was told.

He didn’t know why; he didn’t know many things.

Whenever he tried to think any different, his brain went fuzzy with a sharp sparking pain, a cinder burning in the back of his mind that distracted him from any natural function.

“Put his brain back in the blender.”

“Compliance will be rewarded.”

“Take it deeper, Asset.”

“Be good, and we’ll give you a gift.”

His Handlers said things he didn’t understand. But weapons didn’t need to understand. They just need to point and shoot. Slash and stab. Sit and take whatever was given to them.

His legs moved of their own volition, muscle memory leading him to the same room he always went to after an assignment.

The Soldat stared at the greyed concrete wall of the debriefing room as if it would grow a face and begin speaking to him. For some reason, he imagined the face to have blonde hair and a warm smile.

Another successful mission.

Another evening of watching the paint peel from the wall, decaying like his mind as his body began to heal the damage done during the mission and his last wipe.

Thoughts were starting to come back. And that meant he was going back in the chair.

The Soldat shivered at the blazing memory, as if the electricity was coursing through him already.

He didn’t want to be put back in the chair.

Want? The Soldat wasn’t meant to want. Weapons don’t get to want things.

“Mission report,” his Handler, the man he knew as Rumlow, commanded.

“Hey Rumlow, want to see the new trick I taught the Asset?”

As his Handler flipped through his case notes, he failed to notice the wildness in the eyes of the man before him as the Soldat spiralled deeper.

He felt as if he was falling into a desolate dark pit, spirits flowing past him, each providing him with a reminiscence or thought he didn’t understand. There were faces he didn’t recognise, landscapes he didn’t remember.

“You ready to follow Captain America into the jaws of death?”

The Asset exhaled, swallowing the bile rising in his throat as he desperately tried to ground himself. It was all too much. Too many memories. Too many people speaking words he didn’t understand.

“Target eliminated near Odessa. Nil civilian casualties. One possible hostile fled, not mission critical. Minor injury sustained. Asset still in working condition.” The Soldat’s words sounded stunted, practised. Because they were.

But his Handler could hear it. The slight waver to his voice. The pitch a little too high.

His Handler sighed, closing the manila folder before crossing his arms.

“Rollins, get him wiped.”

When the Asset was returned to his cell, it had changed.

Instead of a small cot, there was a proper bed and a set of clothes and towels. It was still cold, dark and damp, but it was improved.

The Soldat walked in hesitantly, unsure why he had been given something different. He didn’t remember it being like this, not that he could remember much. But he knew that Hydra did not give without an ulterior motive.

As he breached the threshold of the room, a soft floral scent entered his senses, a sniffle sounding from the corner of the room.

The Asset’s gaze turned to the girl hiding in the corner, frame curled up in the low light. She was shivering from the cold, the concrete walls and floor icy.

Civilian. Nil threat. Do not terminate.

“A pet for you, Asset. A gift from the Director for your compliance and another successful mission, an incentive to continue doing well.”

The Soldat blinked. He’d done a mission? Everything before the chair was like static on a… well, he didn’t know what made static, but something told him that electronics did.

“Wouldn’t it be cool if we could afford a television, Buck?”

“Keep dreamin’, punk.”

The Asset watched the girls form, studying her as her eyes met his. She looked at him as if he was the grim reaper, metal arm glinting in the light, matted hair shadowing his features as his body was clad in leather and kevlar.

With slow steps he approached her, ignoring her whimpers as he neared her. It was evident to the Asset the girl had not been well taken care of, a prisoner, much like himself. Bruises littered her body, and there were noticeable marks from where blood had been constantly drawn.

“You should be glad you’re worth more than a lab rat, Asset.”

He stopped a few steps away, squatting down to look at her properly.

She was undeniably stunning, and there was something about her that felt homely, comforting. Something the Asset hadn’t felt in a very long time.

The Asset’s head tilted to the side, brows furrowing slightly. Her appearance alone was like sunshine and birdsong, but the little sounds she made him want to touch her even more.

His hands had been used for blood and gore for so long it was almost foreign that there was anything else he could experience.

Cautiously, as if a child unsure, the Asset reached out and ran his flesh fingers over the skin of her arm.

Soft.

As if she was no more than a doll.

“Are you going to kill me?”

Her voice was meek and weak, the picture of pureness. She almost sounded hopeful. The Asset’s expression hardened as consideration flowed through him.

This girl was his pet. And pets need to be looked after, protected. He would never kill his pet.

Without answering her question, the Asset picked her up with ease, ignoring her protesting squeaks as he took her to the bed.

He liked that she didn’t fight him, her will already broken by Hydra.

She felt warm against his chest, and it made something shift in the Soldat’s mind.

It was as if his limbs moved on his own as he placed her down, delicate fingers running over her body as he explored her. Tears were running down her cheeks now as she closed her eyes, but the Asset didn’t pay much attention to it as he just felt her.

It has been so long since he’d been near another living human being, one that he didn’t have to kill. She would stay warm; he would make sure of it. The Asset didn’t like cold things.

His fingers stopped on her left arm, looking at the unmarred skin where in comparison his adorned a large red star.

The red star meant he was owned, a ghost in the machine that was Hydra.

And so, if he owned her, should she not have her own version?

Deft fingers pulled his ka-bar knife from its holster, the Asset’s eyes not leaving the skin of the girl’s arm as he twirled it between his fingers instinctually.

The pet’s sniffles turned into hiccupped sobs as the Asset brought the knife to her arm, her body trembling his hold.

But even with her slight convulsions, the Asset easily gripped her arm with his metal hand, stabilising her as he prepared for his next mission.

A mission he was choosing for himself.

The screaming started as soon as the Asset brought the knife to her skin, using clinical precision to skilfully carve lettering into his pet’s arm, movements not shaking or faltering for a second.

It was over as soon as it started, blood trickling down onto the bed as the Asset pulled away, content with his work.

The girl looked at her arm, gasping as she looked at the way ‘Солдат’ had been marked into her skin. Her body was branded with an ownership that ran deep, an inescapable bond.

But as the Asset looked at her, despite her tears, she didn’t seem afraid of him. There was an understanding in her eyes when she looked at him, cheeks shining with the wetness of initial anguish.

If the Asset didn’t know any better, he would have thought he was happy to have her there. But the Asset knew that happiness came at a price he couldn’t afford.

Happiness required freedom, something he knew he would never have.

But at least he had something of his own now. A pet to bring him comfort.

The Asset wrapped his arms around her, lying down so she could nuzzle her face into his chest. It was a perfect fit, as if it was meant to be.

He knew she would be in pain. He was too. But in that moment, it was serene.

The silence was broken as the Asset spoke unprompted for the first time in years.

“Teper' ty moy shchenochek.”

Now you are my puppy.

The Asset didn’t feel alone anymore.

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The gif is 10/10 🥵🔥

Daddy & Mommy

I bent down to toss more clothes in the dryer when a large hand cupped my pussy from behind through my athletic shorts. I straightened with a smile as JJ gripped my hips, rubbing his cock against my ass like a horny teenager. His hands explore and grab and squeeze, landing a playful slap.

"How are you going to bend over like that in front of me?" JJ growled into my hair, his hands sliding up under my shirt to grip my braless tits in my T-shirt.

"I didn't know you were back there." I answer, leaning my head back against his shoulder as he massages my breasts, his thumbs swiping over my nipples. JJ's lips find my neck and I moan softly, reaching back to tug on his hair. We hadn't found a moment alone in weeks and now I was starved and wet. "Kids?" I ask before I'm suddenly spun around and sat on the dryer.

"Watching TV and napping." JJ locks the door while I slip my shorts and panties off. He shoves me down on top of the machine and hoists my hips up, attaching his mouth to my needy clit. I bite back a moan as his tongue sends fireworks through out my body.

"God, I missed this. You're like a three course meal. I could eat you anytime." JJ kisses and bites my thighs before plunging his tongue inside me, spreading me open for him. I arch off the machine, needing more.

"We have to hurry!" I plead, shoving his head away and tearing at the button on his shorts. They drop to the floor and he pulls me to my feet, spinning me to bend me over the dryer instead. He slaps his hard cock against my ass before running it through my slick, ever so slowly. "Stop teasing me." I grit my teeth, pushing my hips back at him and he chuckles, landing a harsh slap to my ass.

"Such a needy little wife. Always such a slut for me." I gasp when he shoves his way in, hard and fast. It takes my breath away. His arms wrap around me, one on my stomach and the other gripping my breast as he starts to pound into me. I grip the dryer, unable to do anything but hold on as he fucks me. My orgasm races forward, gushing from me so quickly I don't have time to think. A yell escapes my lips and he slaps his hand over my mouth as he fucks me through it.

"That's my girl." JJ pulls me up against his chest, the hand not on my mouth slips between my legs to stroke my clit and I go rigid against him. My body shakes violently against his and I bite down between his thumb and pointer finger to keep from screaming. JJ hisses, gripping my face harder as his hips snap against my ass at an ungodly pace. My hand flies back between us, urging him to stop, to pull out.

“You will give me baby number three." JJ growls and I smirk against his hand, loving when he gets the carnal urge to pump me full of his cum. JJ yanks free of me and I spin around, dropping to my knees as he fists my hair, shoving his cock down my throat. Two strokes down my throat and thick, hot cum shoots out. I keep sucking as hard as I can, squeezing his balls as I swallow around him. He lifts up on his toes, shuddering as he comes down. I pull away with a pop and our eyes lock as we pant for air.

"I love you." JJ breathes and I smile sweetly as he helps me to my feet.

"I know, baby."

Heartless / Vinnie Hacker

Author: since y’all liked the idea of fuckgirl!reader here it is

Summary: love is painful especially when you’re not loved back

Warnings: angst, 18+, smut, NSFW content, bit of degrading, do not read if you’re not comfortable with this

I took the pic from @itsmeemilyjame , hope it’s not a problem, if so I’ll delete it immediately

A heartbreak changes a person. It does. All it take are a really damaged heart, which used to love too much for this world and someone who’s willing to rip it into pieces. That is what had happened to you, you stored your love in the wrong hands, you gave it all to someone who didn’t deseve it, who just threw it in the garbage and used you, someone who didn’t care about your well being, who only controlled. A damaged heart becomes eventually a stone cold heart. You had refused love after, you never gave yourself a chance to fall for somebody else ever again, shut yourself in and forgot what love actually was. You begamìn to hook up, meaningless sex was the solution to any of your problems. At least that was what you thought, you let strangers touch your body because that was your way to claim your own body, in a really twisted way. You didn’t care if they caressed your body if they couldn’t establish a mental connection. You had the power. All those hook ups gave you power, strenght, confidence. You had never felt more confident in your own skin, but deep inside you were rottening, drowning. Most people glared at you when you walked by, whispered, giggled but you had learnt not to care. They knew nothing about you. However your own behaviour had affects on other people, the ones around you, close to you. You didn’t think such silly decisions could actually matter to someone, but they did.

“I told you she wasn’t dead! You owe me fifty bucks, bro.” Jaden stated as you left the bedroom and stepped in the kitchen. You had a really bad headache, your throat was dry, you felt exhausted. You frowned as you saw Anthony sigh and hand him the money. You walked past by a mirror and took a look of yourself: your hair was ruffled, black bags under your eyes, make up ruined and the sweatshirt you were wearing was most definitely not yours. You essentially looked terrible. You had woken up feeling a heavy weight on your chest and saw a mass of platinum blonde hair next to you. Trevor. No, Paul. Nono, Kyle. You didn’t even make an effort to remember his name as you stood up, pushing his arm off your body and getting dressed with what you could find in the messy room. You just hoped he’d leave soon.

“You guys are horrible. How was it, though?” Jeffrey asked you seeking for some gossip. You laughed as you sat down after grabbing a bowl and pouring some milk in it with cereals. You remembered almost everything from the previous night, since you had only smoked. Your headache was probably due to the small hours of bad sleep. The boys gathered around you, looking at you curious. You wouldn’t have given in this time. They could get even more gossipy than old ladies. You cracked a smile feeling four pairs of eyes on you.

“Okay okay…- you finally gave up- I’d give him a six out of ten. Just thanks to his fingers.” you giggled as they all gasped. They loved hearing all about your sex life for some weird reason, always asking tons of questions after hook ups. Before they could ask any further someone stepped inside the kitchen, Vinnie was scratching the back of his head as he entered the room, his eyes still half closed. Everyone clapped their hands so you frowned. Did something happen that you didn’t know about? He blushed and grabbed the milk.

“Soo? Did you and Becca..?” Jaden asked him. Last night you had hosted a small party, close friends only. And close friend of close friends. You had lost out of sight most of your friends after the first hour and stumbled on the platinum blonde boy who didn’t revive your night as much as you hoped to. Vinnie blushed even harder as he leant against the counter.

“No… She was drunk, I called her a uber after she threw up in the pool.” he explained and you scrunched your nose. You hated throwing up at parties, it always ruined your nights, that was why you smoked weed most of the time, especially when Aaron was around, you were a dynamic duo together, being each other’s wingman when needed to or fake partner when receiving unwanted attentions. Everyone sighed, it seemed like Vinnie and Becca had this thing going on for awhile, you didn’t know though. “Next time, bro, next time.” Jeffrey reassured him but the curly haired boy didn’t seem to care too much. He shot you a glance as you looked at him, trying to figure out what was going on in your mind. Before any of you added anything someone else stepped in the kitchen: Kyle. He coughed to catch your attention. Did he want you to kiss him goodbye?

“Oh… It was nice meeting you, Kyle.” you faked a smile as you ate your cereals in peace. The others pretended to be doing anything else but overhearing your conversation. Kyle stood there like an idiot for a couple seconds looking at you. “Uhm… It’s Kian actually…- he corrected you and you smiled, he knew he would have never seen you again after last night- So… Uhm can I get your number or something?” he genuinely asked you. You heard Jordan almost burst into laugh. Everyone knew about your no strings attached rule. You finished up your cereals, giving the poor guy an apologetic smile.

“Uhm… Something. By the way the front door has a couple of issues with the doorknob so push hard, unlike last night. Bye.” you smiled and put your bowl in the sink. Kian gasped and insulted you under his breath as he did the walk of shame towards the door. Anthony was already cracking up, before the guy could even leave the place you called him, “Oh and Kyle- he turned around confused and mad. You stripped out of his white sweatshirt as you covered your breast with one arm- Here’s your sweater, thanks.” you winked at him and threw the clothing item at him who caught it on time and slammed the door behind him. Everyone bursted into laughter as you turned around. Vinnie blinked twice and realized you were standing there in just your undies so he quickly got rid of his shirt and hand it to you. You turned around and put it on.

“Thank you, sir.” you winked at him as you walked back to your room, the boys still laughing their asses off as he couldn’t stop staring at the spot you were just standing in a few seconds ago. The boldness, the confidence, the coldness, the attitude you had pulled off just drove him insane. Jordan noticed him standing him there like an idiot speechless. He knew. Well almost everyone knew Vinnie liked you. No matter how hard he tried, he never managed to provoke a reaction but nothing. He hoped Becca could make you jealous but you didn’t even know what they were talking about. You didn’t even who she was nor seemed to be interested in finding out. 

Another week passed by and you were pretty busy with work and your family, so you were rarely home, unless it was night. The boys didn’t even have to come and check in your room that you had gotten back sometimes, they could hear just fine you were home since you brought back someone new every other day. Almost all of them had gotten used to this, the first few times they’d make fun of you but then they didn’t even hear it anymore. Everyone except for Vinnie, you were the reason he’d go to sleep so late at night. He couldn’t bear your moans, groans, screams. Not that hearing you moan out of pleasure bothered him, but knowing some other guy was pleasing you in the same he could have had just drove him crazy. So he’d hang out by the pool until two in the morning, writing on his little journal. Sometimes Jordan and Kio would join him but most of the time it was just him. He mostly wrote about his thoughts and some of the pages were about you. At first he thought it would’ve been just a crush but as time went by he realized crushes didn’t last that long, his feelings matured and before he knew it he was crying between Jordan’s arms as you fucked another guy in your room. He knew you didn’t catch feelings but you never told anyone why, he supposed it was because of a bad breakup. He genuinely wondered who could ever want to break your heart? He had lost the count of the time he’d dreamed about you loving him, every time he’d wake up sweaty and panting. Just a dream. He’d tell himself as he laid back down. All of his friends had told him to make a move but he knew you’d reject him and he couldn’t bear another heartbreak.

“What? Are you serious? Oh shit...” Vinnie heard Aaron whisper shocked as he stepped in the living room. It was around three in the noon and he had just gotten out of bed, last night you seemed to be having a lot of fun with whomever you were with. He had almost fallen asleep by the pool, but thankfully Anthony told him to get back in. After four in the morning everything was quiet so he finally got the chance to sleep in peace. He sat down, hand brushing through his face as he fully woke up.

“Vinnie… Wanna go for a walk?” Anthony asked him, he frowned. For two main reasons: who the fuck says that? And since when does Anthony leave the house if not after being tortured or threatened? He didn’t even think he’d be awake so early in the day since he spent all of his nights playing videogames. “No? I think I’m going to workout later, thanks…” he furrowed his brows and scrolled his phone. He didn’t pay much attention to what his friends were saying. Another couple of minutes Jordan stood up and asked him to go lift some weights and he raised an eyebrow, why did they all want him out of there? He declined his offer, wanting to chill for a bit more. Before Jeffrey his shot you stepped in the room, waving everyone. Vinnie’s eyes lightened up at your sight, so beautiful even when you had just woken up but then he saw someone else coming from behind you: Troy.

“Goodmorning…” he yawned, his hand pulling his hair away from his face. Troy’s neck was marked up and it was pretty visible even with his shirt on. He then noticed your bruised legs, inner thighs covered in hickeys. Vinnie gulped, he was speechless. He didn’t even know how he should’ve reacted at this, Troy didn’t know he had a crush on, otherwise he would have never slept with you. Right? You headed in the kitchen, the brunette following as you felt him right behind you. You didn’t even know how you ended up with him between your legs, well you did know actually. You and Troy had been flirting for quite a long time, nothing serious obviously, then one thing led to another you began making out, live heavily. Last night the others had gone to bed pretty early and left you alone, wrong move. The rest was history… 

“Do you think they know?” you asked him giggling as you felt most of them staring at you two. It wasn’t their business if they slept with one of them, as long as it didn’t damage the group everything was legitimate, right? “No, definitely not. It’s not like Jordan was knocking on the wall to make you shut up… Uhmm.” he spun you around, your arms around his neck as you smirked. You had to admit it was worth the wait. Troy pulled you in for a kiss, but you got too carried on as his tongue slipped into your mouth and he pushed you against the counter. You pulled away after hearing a door being slammed and you turned around. Vinnie was nowhere to be found but you didn’t take notice of it. After seeing you getting all handsy with one of his best friends he had to leave, he couldn’t stand sitting there hearing you making out five feet away from him. He was used to the boys you brought home, he knew they meat nothing but sex, but Troy. Troy was your friend, maybe there was something underneath? What if you were actually dating? Only the thought of it made his skin crawl. He left the house as soon as Jaden texted him you weren’t there anymore, going to the skatepark to get his head off things, off you. However he never stopped thinking about you, not even for a second. He had to do something, he couldn’t keep looking at you sleeping around when his heart was literally in your hands and you continued to crash it without even knowing it.

It had been a couple of weeks since you and Troy and everything seemed to be just fine to you. Vinnie had been acting a tiny bit weird recently, but you didn’t really talk much since you were always either at work or studying. He rarely saw you too and he thought it was the best decision, however every time he stumbled on you in the hallway his heart would’ve still missed a beat at the sight of you. He didn’t hear you or your conquests anymore, nor did he see Troy hang out around you much. Until one day, well technically one night. You were hanging out by the pool, tears fell profusely off your eyes as you stared into the clear water that reflected perfectly the half moon. Vinnie couldn’t sleep that night so he decided to take his usual spot outside, he noticed you sat down, legs against your chest as your body was shaken by soft sobs. He didn’t realize right away, you had attempted to be as quiet as possible, you didn’t want any of the boys to see you like that.

“Y/n? Why- Oh fuck, are you okay?” he asked worried as he sat down next to you. You were quick to dry your eyes, you knew Vinnie would have never judged you but still you didn’t want to look weak to his eyes. You nodded and faked a smile, he shot you a quick glance that said more than hundreds of words. You never opened up to anyone, bringing out all that pain hurt you too much so you just chose to suppress it, fake it until you make it, right? However you didn’t realize it was slowly consuming you from the inside. All the pain, the suffer, the hatred, the numbness, the guilt was suffocating you.

“I don’t wanna talk about it...” you breathed out and he nodded, he would have never forced you to do anything. You laid your head on his shoulder as you both stared at the clear water in silence. It wasn’t weird or embarassing, it felt good. It felt good that someone was up to simply sit down and be quiet, enjoying the pleasant silence of the night. Vinnie glanced at you with your puffy eyes and swollen lips, he was still amazed by the fact that you managed to look gorgeous even when you cried, when you were angry, happy, sad, when you didn’t even try to. You felt him looking at you so you turned your head to face him.

“What?” you asked grinning. He swore he had never seen anything this beautiful and breathtaking in his eighteen years of life. Your smile could brighten his darkest day, your eyes could take him places where just the two of you existed, your laughter could turn his stomach upside down, your slightest touch could set his whole body on fire. Before he could even think about it twice he smashed his lips against yours. He tried to pull away the second he realized what he had just done but you stopped him, your hands getting tangled in his soft curly hair as you moved your mouth against his. He wasn’t sure he wasn’t dreaming, but your lips against his felt so real as well as your fingers in his hair. It all moved so fast, one second you were crying and the following one you were making out with one of your best friends. You pulled away just to breath again, but it wasn’t over yet.

“Shit…” he mumbled when he felt you kissing his neck, sucking and blowing hot air. You then proceeded to stand up and he looked at you confused. “I won’t fuck you outside. Anthony might be peeping.” you joked and he jumped on his feet, making you giggle. He followed you like a lost puppy as you grabbed his hand and walked towards your room, trying to make as less noise as possible. Once arrived you pushed him against the door which opened and you almost fell down. Vinnie tried to get used to the dark room as you pulled your hoodie off your body and threw it away.

“Are you lost, sugar?” you joked turning your leds on. It was a gift from the boys since you were the only one in the house without them. He smiled and his arms pulled you closer by the neck, connecting your lips again in a quick kiss. You pushed him on the bed and he fell on top of it, laying back on his forearm as he stared at you towering him with no top on, just a simple bralette. You moved your hair out of the way as you lowered yourself and kissed him. Your hands fumbled with the the strings of his sweatpants as his roamed all over your back. It felt like he was afraid of break you, but you didn’t mind being the dominant one.

“Touch me, Vinnie… We’re not here to leave room for Jesus.” you moaned when his hands grabbed your ass and gave it a good squeeze. You kept making out for the following five minutes, grinding and humping, getting the both of you pretty worked up. Vinnie did anything you asked him, his rosy cheeks only made him prettier and more innocent to you. You pulled away from him and he brought you back down, attacking your neck but you pushed him away as he started to suck on it, no hickies where you couldn’t hide them, it had always been a rule of yours. He couldn’t believe it was actually happening as you looked for a condom in the drawer. His hands gently squeezing your hips as you found it.

“Need any help?” you winked at him getting off his lap and looking between his legs. You could see the tent in his underwear. To be fair you always wondered how it would have felt to have sex with Vinnie, you couldn’t lie he was a really attractive guy and you also had read some of the comments girls left under his videos. You were accomplishing many women’s dream. Your fingers gently and slowly pushed his boxer them, quickly discarding them somewhere in the room. His painful erection popped out, you could spot precum leaking out of the tip as you grinned. “Someone’s eager...” you commented ripping the envelope and estracting the condom. He sighed when you rolled it down on his shaft, not before giving it a quick stroke and gaining a deep groan.

“F-fuck, are you sure?” he asked you. You gave him a quick smile as you positioned yourself on top of him, the tip of his cock brushing against your soaked folds. “I’ve done worse, don’t worry. Ready?” he nodded and you gradually sank down, loud moans coming out of your mouths. You felt so good wrapped around him, you felt even better than he had imagined. You took a couple of seconds to get used to him and then started to rock your hips. He really wanted to keep his eyes open but the feeling was overwhelomg, his head fell back on the pillows as you held onto his shoulders.

“Holy- I should’ve done this a long time ago...” you moaned as he began to thrust up. Vinnie’s hands came around your breast as he massaged them, then he sat up and pushed one of them inside of his mouth. He looked so pretty, looking up at you with one of your tits between his plump lips. Your head fell back as the pleasure became too much. He began to guide your hips as he noticed you slowing down. His heart filled with joy and love as you finally looked back at him the way he wanted, it felt as if you acknowledged his existence for the first time ever. You wrapped an arm around his neck loosely to keep your balance, your knees pressed against the mattress and his head between your breasts again. You pulled him by the hair and attached your lips in another wet and sloppy kiss.

“Choke me...” you mumbled against the skin of his cheeks and he widened his eyes. Kinky? He didn’t even waste a single minute and immediately wrapped his ringed hand around your throat, squeezing the sides slightly. You moaned at the pressure applied to your neck. Your hips picked the pace although your knees hurt, Vinnie took the chance and flipped the two of you over. He laid between your legs, one of which was thrown over his shoulder to have a better angle. You couldn’t and also didn’t want to hold back the moans. His sweaty curls brushed against your forehead as your lips kept touching and pulling away.

“This good for me, uh? Have you ever been fucked properly?” his cheeky side came out suddenly and you didn’t mind at all as he pounded into you at an impressive speed and depth. You wanted to talk back but words died in your throat as he gently bit your chin and enjoyed the sight of you falling apart underneath him. He couldn’t stop himself from feeling the infamous butterflies in his stomach when your eyes rolled to the back of your head. You genuinely didn’t remember the last time you had felt this good during sex. Yes, obviously not everyone was able to make you cum, but every single orgasm you had ever had in your whole life couldn’t be comparable to the feeling in your stomach.

“Oh fuck… Vinnie...” you whined when he began to go deeper and slower. He knew just what to do and how to do it, only practice could make someone this good. He grinned cheekily and brought of his hands between your conjoint bodies. His thumb stimulated your clit mercilessly which caused you to whimper even more loudly. “I know you’re close… Just let it go, pretty.” he teased you but there was no way you were going to give up like that so you pushed him off you and straddled his lap again. He still had that smirk of his on his face as you topped him.

“Asshole…” you whined and his hand collided against your bum. You whimpered and moved forward, creating more friction. “Keep that pretty mouth of yours at bay.” he glared at you. You riding him continued to remain his favorite sight ever. You were both really close and it didn’t take you much longer when he flexed his arms and forcefully began to push you up and down. It was a matter of seconds and you came hard around him. “I love you.” he mumbled against your mouth as he reached too his high. You didn’t pay much attention, other guys had said stuff like that before. But they never really meant it. You collapsed on top of him, your head laying on his chest. A couple of seconds went by until he spoke, both of you calming your breaths.

“Let me get you cleaned up...” he left a sweet kiss on your temple as he stood up and grabbed you a towel from the bathroom. You weren’t used to aftercare, but again you didn’t really mind. He left a couple of kisses on your inner thighs and threw the cloth away, laying next to you. He wrapped an arm around you as you fell asleep pretty quickly since it was around three in the morning. 

When he woke up in your bed he almost thought he was still dreaming, not believing any of the events of the prior had actually happened. You were still asleep so he decided to surprise you with breakfast and lots of cuddles. Obviously it was really weird for you, but you assumed it was just his way to buy your silence. At the end of the day if anyone knew what had happened behind the doors the internet would have exploded. You thanked him and went on with your day. Vinnie felt like on cloud nine the whole time, anyone could notice something good had happened to him but he didn’t want to say why to respect your privacy. He had gone visiting one of his friends that afternoon and on his way back home he picked up a bouquet of flowers. “She’s a lucky girl.” the flowerist had told him smiling. “No, I’m the lucky one.” he confessed with the eyes of a man who had just met the love of his life. He drove the last ten minutes with the most stupid grin on his face, getting back home around ten in the evening. Anthony and Kio were watching TV in the living room and noticed his entrance. 

“Fancy date?” Jordan smirked and he blushed walking his way towards your room singing under his breath. He didn’t even knock on the door, he didn’t even know why because he usually always did and maybe he should have had. He opened the door with the biggest and prettiest smile ever and although the room was quite dark it didn’t take him too long to get used to it. He heard you swear as you covered both your and Troy’s naked bodies. The flowers fell down, his mouth wide open and teary eyes. He couldn’t even form a word.

“Shit… Vinnie-” you too were really confused, before you could even add anything he rushed outside the room. Some of his friends tried to stop him but he quickly avoided them, leaving the house as fast as possible as tears streamed down his cheeks. How could he even think for a second you could ever see him under a different light? How could he make a fool out of himself like that? He had never felt this stupid. You threw on some clothes and ran after him, finding him by the fountain.

“Don’t- Stay away from me, okay? I just-” his voice was broken as he spoke, you felt so bad for the misunderstanding. “Vinnie… I’m sorry, I should have told you, but I thought you knew.…” you tried to explain to him. It hurt you to know you were the cause of his tears. He wished he was able to hold them back but he had never felt this humilated in his life, standing there in front of you with his heart in million of pieces. The memories of the previous night playing again and again in his head.

“Tell me now then. Say it, y/n. I need you to say it.” he yelled. He had never felt such a sharp pain in the middle of his chest as you looked at him scared and sorry. You had never meant any of that to happen, if you had just taken notice of it, if you had just paid more attention, if you had just looked at him once more. You would’ve known, you would’ve stopped any of that from happening, but you didn’t know.

“I - he kept insisting- I don’t love you like that, Vinnie. You’re my best friend and if I had known you felt like that about me I would’ve never done anything, I didn’t mean to hurt you.” you blurted out. He felt as if you had just shot him multiple times, his heart dropped and he swore he had heard it shattering. He tried to say something back but he was speechless. He just gave you a last look and watched you slip away, as a scream of pain errupted from his lips. How could your heart be so cold? He wondered who could have ever broken it so that you were unable to be attached to anyone else. You built a wall between you and the others and it stopped you from enstablishing any kind of relationship. He brushed a hand through his messy hair. “I gotta go- you tried to take a step forward but he stopped you- No. No, let me go. Because if you stop me now I’m not sure I will ever be able to forgive you, to get over you. I- I need you out of my life. I can keep pretending I’m okay, when I hear you screaming another man’s name every night, not when I know I never cross your mind. I don’t know who did that, who broke your heart, who smashed, crashed and spat on your heart. I wish them worst because a life without love isn’t worth living. I have been so blinded by my love for you that I haven’t seen how much it has hurt me, I can’t take it anymore. I deserve more than this… And you do too, you just need to let people in.” the worst thing you would have ever remembered was the look of pity he lastly gave you before walking away and leaving you standing in the middle of the backyard. A tear slipped out of your eye as you realized he was right. You watched him move away with his head hung low and eyes full of tears. You would have never forgiven yourself for breaking such a pure heart just because yours was already shattered…

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.

insomnia.

summary: it’s a fitful night of sleep in the tower. when your boys find you needy for them, even in sleep, they just can’t help themselves.

18+, minors do not interact

warnings: slight somnophilia (consent is given beforehand!!), LOTSSSS of dirty talking, humping, penetration, fingering, oral (f+m receiving), aftercare

It was a restless evening in Stark Tower.

Everyone was in their separate rooms - except for you, Bucky, and Steve of course, who shared a king sized bed on the fifteenth floor. The boys were having a tough time falling asleep because of the raging thunderstorm outside, but you had different reasons for your fitful rest.

You let out a small whimper, your legs shoving in between Steve’s. He turned to gather you into his arms and comfort you, but he stopped dead in his tracks when he looked down at you.

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Everywhere You Want to Be

Everywhere You Want to Be: A Bucky Barnes Fanfic

Buy me a ☕ Character Pairing:  Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Word Count:  1862

Rating:  E

Square filled: @star-spangled-bingo​ - Wade Wilson

Warnings: Smut (MF, oral sex, vaginal sex, voyeurism, exhibitionism)

Synopsis: Every time you and Bucky try to get close, Wade is already there.  Eventually, you decide if he really wants to watch that badly, you might as well let him.

Everywhere You Want to Be

Wade Wilson was everywhere you wanted to be.  It was like he had an innate sense of when you and Bucky were about to get a little too frisky in a public area and there he would be.  He would walk in on the two of you while you were kissing in the hall.  If Bucky was cooking and you came up behind him and wrapped your arms around his waist, just as you started to nibble the shell of Bucky’s ear, Wade would appear and ask what was for dinner.  One time the two of you were making out on the couch and he came into the room and just dived on top of you both.  It was like he had a sixth sense for foreplay.

You had started to tick down the days before Wade went back out into the world and was no longer staying with the Avengers. Not that you disliked him.  He was pretty entertaining really. Especially when he started talking to people who weren’t there like you were on some kind of television program, but you really just wanted to be able to kiss your boyfriend and him not interrupt.

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