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𝐈𝐭 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐧 𝐀𝐫𝐦𝐲 ✦ Wanda x Steve x Natasha
𝐀𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 ✦ Agatha x Male Reader x Wanda
𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐬 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ✦ Tony x Male Reader x Bucky
𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐌𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 ✦ Steve Rogers x Male Reader
𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬 ✦ Steve Rogers x Male Reader
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐁𝐂’𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 ✦ Steve Rogers x Male Reader
𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐏𝐞𝐭 ✦ Steve Rogers x Male Reader
𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫 ✦ Steve Rogers x Male Reader
𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 ✦ Natasha Romanoff x Male Reader
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𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬 ✦ Carol Danvers x Male Reader
I sent my June 22nd birthday request can you respond to this and let me know what you think please 🥺
My lord Anon, I thought my kinks were a little wild but you’ve definitely surprised me.
That being said, even though it’s definitely a new concept and I’m more than happy to give it a try for you.
I saw you did a birthday request, my birthday is June 22 May I possibly request?
It's fine if not.
Yeah absolutely, go for it
Birthday anon here, it was AMAZING!
thank you so, so, so much. 💯
Seriously it was so amazing, it's my new favorite fic.
Oh my, thank you so much. I’m so glad you liked it 🫶
Finally thought of a request for my June 12th birthday fic....
College Teacher Steve Rogers x College Student Male Reader AU
The male reader is a college student at the avengers academy and he is failing and always getting bad grades in one class and it's because he's constantly looking at his professors ass, he can't take his eyes off Steve's big bubble butt so after class Steve asks him to stay after and he starts lecturing him about staring at his ass because of course Steve knows but half way through the lecture he bends over the desk and pulls his pants down showing off his bare big bubble butt and he says if the reader can pound him good and hard then he'll pass him for the year so the male reader pounds him becoming a Dom and destroys his hole half way through he pulls out and tells Steve to get up lay his back on the desk and hold his legs to his chest as he pounds him hard until he cums inside Steve afterward still naked Steve goes to his computer and gives him an A and then asks the male reader if he wants to go on a date and the male reader agrees.
Bottom whiny subby Steve Rogers
Top dom Male Reader
PLEASE MAKE THIS LONG.
𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐏𝐞𝐭
Sub!Bottom Steve Rogers x Dom!Top! Male Reader
content smut, gay sex, anal, oral, ass eating, teacher/student, cremepie, desk sex, ass worship (ish), age gap, dom/sub,
context your professor wants to help you pass his class one way or another
comments Happy Birthday Anon 🎁 hopefully this is to your satisfaction
The day had started out fine. Science with Dr Banner, engineering with Mr Stark, combat training with Ms Romanoff and Mr Barton, World Studies with the Odinson brothers.
You had perfect scores in all your classes, all expect one. History. Not because you didn’t like the class or didn’t understand the class, in fact you loved the subject- you just happened to love the teachers ass more than learning and that’s where you slipped up.
It wasn’t like he made it easy either, with those tight pants and flesh tight shirts he was a walking sex symbol. You were sure he knew of your crush, but with the strict code of teachers fraternising with students you could only stare from afar.
This day was no different, the moment you walked into class he was bent over looking at some papers that were scattered on his desk. One hip was dropped low and one foot was crossed over the other, you nearly fell over the desks walking to your seat.
After your first failed test Professor Rogers had moved you from the back to the front, hoping the move would help you focus instead of whatever it was you were doing before- he had no idea he had given to a front row seat to your favourite show.
His ass.
Now instead of looking at the board your eyes followed him, to the others in the class it looked like you were watching and taking in what he said. Well, everyone but the only other student at the front of the class had no idea.
Peter Parker, known for his remarkable attention to detail, had figured out why you were failing the day you were moved to the front- but like the good friend he had become, he said nothing and instead chose to ignore your lusting and made copies of his notes after class so you had at least something to look at.
It was coming to the end of the class, you had made a few notes whenever Professor Roger’s looked at you directly but other than that you heard nothing he said and had spent yet another class zoned out.
You watched when he wrote in the board how his back muscles would move under his shirt, how he flexed his arms when he was asking a question, and how he would return his shirt in at the front where you could only imagine led to an impression V shape above his public hair.
Your head tilted as you watch him yet again mess with his shirt, your mind wondering to if he was shaved smooth or if he was a little more wild under his clothes. Sure you had seen him outside of school in a T-shirt, but with his light hair it was hard to see if he was a hairy man or if it was shaved.
You let out a disgruntled noise by accident, the class silenced. Professor Rogers turned around to look at you, and within two strides he was stood in front of you staring down at you with a disappointed look.
“Something wrong?” He asked. Arms crossed over his chest, making it look much bigger and a whole lot more inviting than he probably intended.
Your hand shot to your lap, shoving your growing erection down as you turned in your chair away from the class. Face bright red as you stared back at him, your neck was hot and your heart was hammering in your chest.
You straighten in your chair. “No sir.”
He looked you over, a strange look passed in his eyes before he huffed softly. “See me after class.”
You let out a quiet breath as he went back to teaching, your heart was thundering in your ears and you could hardly concentration on him never mind the class at how much blood had rushed to your dick.
The last few minutes ticked by agonisingly slowly, but you were also greatly for it. Not looking forward to the scolding you were about to get, one hand gripped the pen in your hand and the other was clenched within in the fabric of your hoodie as you stared at the somewhat blank paper before you.
Evenly the bell rang, jerking you from your own mind back to reality you saw people around you start to pack their things away and slowly joined them.
Still sat in your chair you could feel the fabric of your boxers chafing against your erection, your eyes met with Peter as he gave you a smile and tutted before glancing at your problem area. You rolled your eyes at him, shoving your books into your bag.
“Have a good night everyone.” Professor Rogers said.
Walking back to his desk and tidying up his paper you stayed seated, knowing he would want to come over and talk in his own time.
So you watched as your classmates left the room, some talking between themselves as others scuttled out quickly to get a seat in the buss while they could.
When the class was empty Professor Roger’s walked to the door, he took a quick look around before closing it softly and clicking the lock into place.
Odd. You thought, but didn’t give at second thought as he came to sit in the seat next to you. His legs spread wide, not that he could keep them closed with his muscular he was.
He leant forward towards you, his elbows on his knees as he looked into your eyes. “I’m not going to sugar coat this,” he started.
“You’re falling behind, and if we don’t do something to get your grade up you’ll end up failing the whole course and I know neither one of us wants that.”
You look to your hands, hoping they would help you in this awkward situation.
“If only we could get to the bottom of what was distracting you so much, maybe then we could get your grades up.”
You took a glance at his face, and his eyes were clouded. You didn’t know if he had something else on his mind or if he was truly confused to why you were failing, which was cute in a way.
You didn’t know what to say. I mean, how do you explain to your teacher that the reason you’re doing so bad is because you can’t stop thinking about what he’d be like in bed.
You just shook your head, hoping he would leave it at that. But he wasn’t satisfied. He stood from the chair and came to stand in front of you, arms crossed again as he stared down at you.
“This isn’t going to end well for you if you don’t give me a good explanation for not doing a shred of work.”
You sit back in the chair, shoulders slumped and hands clenched together as you shrug.
You hear him sigh, a forceful noise that came from his chest. “For god sake boy, why won’t you admit you stare at my ass for an hour and then take advantage and Mr Parker’s generosity for the notes YOU should have taken.”
Your jaw clenches, a sharp pain stabs at your chest as you glare up at him. “Peter is my friend, I do not take advancing him- wait, what did you say?”
He smirked, his arms lowering to his slacks pockets as he walks backwards to his desk. When his legs bump into it, he sits down. Still staring at you, still with a damn sexy smirk on his pretty mouth.
“I said,” his hands move to his belt buckle, “Why won’t you admit you stare at my ass for an hour?”
He pulls his belt out of the loops, discarding it to the side as he pulls open the top button of his slacks and slowly teasing the zipper down. Your eyes followed the motion, your younger darted out to wet your lips before your mouth hung open in anticipation.
“If you don’t admit it, you don’t get it.”
Your eyes snap up to meet his, lust and desire dancing their way through them as he bit his lip and stood up. He pushed his pant over his ass and let them fall to the floor, he used one hand to grope his cock as the other slid under the band of his boxers towards his ass.
He kicked off his slack and turned around, looking back towards you as he leaned over his desk. His forearms resent in the top as his back arched, he shook his ass slightly as he looked at you.
“Do you want this?” He asked seductively.
You nod so fast your neck clicked, you stood up quicker and pulled off your hoodie and T-shirt and threw it to the floor with his belt and pants.
You look over his form, not really believing this was really happening. “I’ve wanted you from the day I first walked in here.” You admit, your gazed locked on his face as he smiles back at you.
He reachers behind himself, using his bulging biceps he tears his boxers down the seam. Showing his perfect ass off, your hands jerk forward and take over. You yank the torn fabric down his thighs, kneeling before his thighs you stare up at him.
His ass was fucking beautiful from this angle, those perfect curves and smoothness made your mouth water. His cock wasn’t massive, and his balls didn’t hang low but you weren’t bothered by that.
He finds your eyes. “If you can fuck me good enough to make me forget my name, I’ll pass you for this whole course.”
Your grin was enough of an answer, and soon your hands were squeezing and groping at his bubble butt, kneading it in your hands as you watch as it wobbled when you let go and how it stretched when you parted his cheeks.
Finally you got your answer, he was smooth from top to bottom. His legs were hairless and his hole was pristine, as if he knew this would be happening today of all days.
That gave you a thought. “You need me to prep you or are you slutty enough that you knew you’d get me naked today, Professor?”
“There’s lube in my top draw.” He laughed, looking down at you before nodding up towards his desk.
You raise back up, walking around his desk you open the top and draw and right there was a bottle of lube and a box of condoms.
You raise an eyebrow as you look at him, from his bent over position he actually looked innocent until you saw his lack of pants.
“Can’t blame a guy for being prepared.”
You take the lube but leave the condoms. “You want me to fuck you, fine, but I’m not wearing a damn condom.”
Something small changed then, in both you and him. He nodded quickly, watching as you came to stand back behind him. Listening to the faint sound of clothes being taken off and discarded, his mind went elsewhere as he laid his head on his hands.
He looked over his shoulder at you, seeing you stood naked popping the seal of the new bottle before generously coating your fingers to prep him. A whimper left his throat as you moved closer, you look up at him with a calm smile.
“Gonna be good for me, Professor?” You asked.
He nodded. “But call me Steve, I don’t wanna be the boss right now. Want you to make me yours, Sir.”
The last part made you freeze for a second, your slick fingers made contact with his hole. Smoothing out the thick liquid as he leant down to rest on his arms as he let you guide.
Having practically given you control over him, you could feel yourself slipping into the dominant persona you knew too well. You press against his side, cock hard and aching against his arm, you lean into his ear as your fingers slowly penetrate his ass.
“You’ll be agreeing to be my whore before you know it.”
Steve groaned, a low noise that vibrated through his body as he pressed his forehead into his arms when two thick fingers twisted inside him agonisingly slowly.
You watched his face as you fucked his ass with your fingers, deliberately taking your time and rotating your hand to keep his off guard and on his toes to what was next.
You watched as he came apart with just one hand, his lips were parted and his hands had turned to balls as he stood like a champ taking what you gave him.
While one hand was busy stretching him open you used your other to play with yourself, even either how attractive the muscular man below you coming undone was you needed to stoa little extra.
Steve kept his eyes shut as his hips rocked back onto your hand, but every time he tried to push back to get more you would pull away until he calmed down again.
After the third time of backing away from his greedy hole he opened his eyes to look up at you, blue eyes brimming with frustrated tears as he pants softly.
You could feel your whole body shudder at the pathetic whine that came from him, his voice was quiet and shaky as he begged, “Please fuck me, I don’t care if it hurts just need you inside me.”
You slowly pulled your hand away from his ass, your eyes never left his and those bright blues lit up when he felt what you had done. You used your discarded shirt to wipe the excess off your hand, before stepping to the side and grabbing the base of your cock.
“Get on your knees for me,” You said. Steve practically fell over himself trying to get down, with a huff and a soft thud he was knelt between your legs staring up at your cock.
Completely ignoring you his eyes were fixated on your thick package, he looked at you once but not for long before his lips parted and took the head into his drooling mouth.
A low groan left you as his soft lips sucked you in further, the length of your shaft was being hugged by his mouth and pretty soon his throat as his chin came to rest on your balls.
He had managed to take your entire length in one, not once coughing or gaging as he looked up at you for approval. You reached one hand down, softly cupping his face before you slid it around to the back of his head.
Your hand tangled into his hair, gripping tightly and yanking him off your cock, a trial of drool was left as you forced him to look at you.
“I didn’t say you could taste me yet.”
A look of shock crossed his face before it was replaced with desire, Steve could feel himself let go and slip into the comfort of his sub space. He knew he could trust you, even in the small amount of time you had he was allowing you the power over him.
“I’m sorry Sir, just wanted to please you.”
You tut, bringing your other hand to his face you squeeze his cheeks. “You please me by listening to me.” He tried to nod, but the grip you had on his hair and face made it hard.
“Now be good and open your mouth.” He did as he was told, with his tongue stuck out and mouth opened wide you use your free hand to smack the tip of your cock against his tongue and face.
You made sure he was looking at you before saying, “You need a break you tap my thigh, you understand?”
“I understand.”
The ache in your balls was all you needed to feel before you thrust into his mouth, forcing him to take the whole thing you kept his head still as you fucked his face.
Long but soft thrusts into his sucking mouth, his face pressed against your pubes you watched as his eyes filled with tears again but not once did he tap out.
The sight of him chocking on your cock sent a shiver up your spine and a tingling to your pelvis, and even though you could have had him there for hours you knew you only had so much time before other teachers came looking for him so you needed to make the most of it.
Letting go of his hair he looked up at you, face still buried in your crotch he suckled softly as you smiled down at him. The occasional hiss leaving your lips when he used teeth, and a moan of pleasure every so often as he closed his eyes and used his throat to try and get you off.
“Easy.” You groaned. Pulling him away from you, you point to the desk. “Bend over, we don’t have much time and I’m not leaving here until you’re begging and dripping with my cum.”
He crawled from the floor to his desk, before he bent over he pulled his shirt off and threw it to the floor, when his arms were laid out on the desk he looked back to watch you walk over to him.
He loved the confidence in how you walked, it was one of the things that had attracted him to you in the first place. The amount of nights he spent alone in his bedroom fucking himself with a dildo because he caught you staring was embarrassing, and the shame of thinking about a student that way only made him cum harder and more explosive.
You couldn’t believe you were finally here. Stood behind your professor about to fuck him silly, and he wanted it. He actually wanted you to fuck him so good he forgot his own name, god knows how long he’d been having the same fantasies you had but that’s over now.
Now you let your cock guide the way, the hard muscle bobbing as you walked closer. The tip pushing against the flesh of his ass as you close the distance, the sharp pleasure when it slips off and lands on his crack.
His hips slowly grinding to try and get you where he desperately wanted, just managing to capture your tip in his cheeks before it slipped out again.
“Show me where you want me.”
His hand came around quick, taking ahold of you by the base he guided your leaking cock to his clenching hole. Using both his hand and his hips he finally caught it right, pushing your head into his tight ring made you both moan.
He pushed back slowly, legs opening more to let you step between them, his head resting on his arms as he whimpered at the feeling of you pushing inside.
Your hands laid on his hips pulling him a little faster, the snug feeling wrapped around the head of your dick as you finally pushed past the ring of flesh and into the gummy walls of his ass.
You pulled him flush against you, his perfect bubble but squashed against you almost had you cumming on the spot. Those two globes wrapped so perfectly around your throbbing cock, your hands rub slow circles on his lower back as he relaxes into the feeling.
You deliver a sharp slap across both his cheeks, watching as it jiggles at the impact, then your hands go back to his waist to pin him to the desk. His feet slide against the carpeted floor, taking him lower to your level.
You take the opportunity to fuck him, hard. Pulling half way out and fucking back to the base over and over, his round ass bouncing and wobbling from your rough thrusts it sounded like he was applauding you.
His head was hid in his neck, and his hands were gripped onto the other side of his desk. Nails scratching the dark oak wood, and his back arched trying to keep up with your pace.
Staring at his ass was mesmerising, but you wanted to watch his pretty face as he came. Pulling out you heard a pathetic whimper leave him, his eyes glossy and pouted lips as he looked back almost had you pushing back into him but you ignored that.
“Turn yourself around, want you sat on that desk for me.”
He takes a second to register, still a little dazed from the rough pounding he nods and stumbles to his feet. Turning himself around he scoots onto the desk, laying himself back he opens his legs as an invite.
You’re quick to move between them, grabbing his cock and squeezing gently. A high pitched squeal leaves his lips and his eyes widen and stare right at you, his lips parted as his breath comes out as deep panting.
“You gonna be a good boy for me?”
He nods.
“You gonna cum when I say?”
Another nod.
“You gonna be my little play thing whenever I want you to be?”
“Yes.” It was almost a shout with how loud he answered, his hips thrust upwards into your hand trying to get some kind of stimulation.
Standing between his legs you take his ankles and lay them over your shoulders, then taking your own cock into your hand you search between his legs for his sweet hole.
Steve’s eyes never left your face, he watched as you guided yourself into his hole. He watched as your face scrunched slightly as your tip slipped inside, and how your mouth parted as you sunk lower into his ass.
You take a moment to take in the feeling of his pulsating ass, memorising the way he laid out on his desk for you. So desperate and needy just for you, you wanted to have that memory burned into your memory.
“Please,” he begged. “Please fuck me.”
A strangled moan left his lips as you slowly pulled out, and a loud noise left as you thrust back inside faster. He leans his head back, almost falling off the desk as you fuck him harder. Your thrusts jolting his body and the slick of the lube made it so easy to use him however you wanted.
Whine after whine left him at your brutal pace, but as you said, “You asked for this, you wanted me to fuck you until you forgot your name.”
“So big,” he whined again, his hands coming between his thighs to grab his cock. Stoking himself in time with your thrusts, you could see his balls contract.
“Gonna cum already?” You mocked. “You like when your student fucks your ass?”
His fave flushed red, he used his spare hand to cover his face. Embarrassment shot through his body, the dirty feeling he felt when he was alone tingled in his body.
You just smiled before watching your cock fun in and out of him, the sight was beautiful. His thick ass spread so deliciously for you, his body yours for the taking.
You lean down over his body with his legs still over your shoulders, trapping his hand against your stomach as your hip moves slowly now.
You whisper in his ear, “Cum for me Professor.”
A long rough moan left his body as his balls drew up to his body and his cock spurted all over your chest. His orgasm shook his body, pathetic whiners left him as he trembled on the desk under you.
Before he could recover you lean back up, chest sticky with his first load you fuck into him again. Going back to your rough rhythm you watched as his eyes closed and started to water, crying from overstimulation of your long cock bullying his prostrate over and over.
Time seemed to blur together as you watched your once put together professor come undone on your cock, loud slapping echoed through the classroom as he cried and moaned your name over and over.
You were so close to your release when he gasped out a “cumming” before shooting another load up his chest, the thick stings covered his chest as his body shook with pleasure.
His clenching hole was what tipped you over the edge, your cock was deep inside him. Your thighs flush against his ass, you felt the pressure release the minute his legs tensed against your body.
Your load spurted deep in his ass, filling him to the brim as you laid panting. Your body was burning, sweat covered the both of you as you stood there. His legs still over your shoulders, and your softening cock still lodge inside.
“That was fantastic,” he gasped. “Fuck, I’ve never felt so good in my life.”
You slowly pull out, lowering his legs to the floor and helping him stand up. The two of you stood naked, staring at one another as the silence covered the air. He was the first to break, a grin spread across his face as he walked around to his desk.
Leaning down to his computer he tapped a few buttons, clicked the mouse, and stood back up to meet your eyes.
“Congratulations, you just passed my class.”
You laugh at that, picking up your shirt you run it over your body to damped the sweat. “You pass all your students like that?”
He cocked his head, walking back around the desk to stand beside you. “Only the ones I catch staring at my ass.”
He lent in first, catching your lips in a brief kiss before pulling away again. “Wanna go on a date sometime?” He asked.
You nod. “If it ends like this we can.”
Is anyone interested in a NCIS x Male Reader fic or will I be writing for myself? Either way I’ve got something planned, just wanted to know
NCIS x Male Reader
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Who?
I’ll read anything Male Reader
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Just so you know what it’s all about
Here's my request
Steve Rogers x Top Male Reader
the male reader and Steve are boyfriends and they go back to the Avengers tower after a weeks vacation and they basically get caught having sex by Tony accidentally walking in on them while Steve is sitting on the male readers face and then maybe the next time they get caught again by Bucky the male reader is bouncing Steve on his cock then another time Steve is on his hands and knees getting pounded by the male reader from behind and they get caught by Thor. Eventually leading to the avengers getting them a sign that says "keep out, they're doing it" or something just to tease them. But make it from the povs of the male reader and Steve instead of the team mates if you can.
𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬
Bottom! Steve Rogers x Top! Male Reader
content smut, oral, anal, rimming, ass eating, doggy style, caught having sex,
context request says it all
comments Happy Pride 🏳️🌈 also, I’m sorry if it’s not long enough- I got confused on how to write three separate occasions all in one and this is what happened.
Steve had started it, walking out of the bathroom in a pair of tight boxers and an open button up shirt. Lent against the doorframe waiting for you to look up from the tv, he crossed one foot over the other and said your name when he became impatient.
Your eyes met his, but soon traveled over his bare body. Taking time to look him over, your eyes started at his chest, but with his arm above his head against the doorframe it was covered by the shirt.
So you move lower to his stomach, the shirt had parted at the bottom giving you a perfect look before moving to his pelvis. His boxers were lower than usual, a subtle sign he wanted you to take them off for him.
The muscles of his abdomen prominent, and his bulge impressive. Your eyes did a once over his thighs before striking out on his ass. While you were looking him over he had turned sideways and lent his back on the doorframe and pushed out his pelvis.
His round ass was smothered in those tight shorts, and it was your job to get him out of them. You were up and moving before he could blink, your hands grabbing his waist before pulling him towards the bed.
Before you could hit it, you turned around and pushed him down first. He bounced slightly at the force, making you both laugh as he hit himself settled before looking at you.
“You like my little surprise?” He asked. Pulling his legs up and resting his feet on the bed, his thighs parted and gave you a perfect view of all of him. His hard cock flexing in his boxers and his ass clenching.
You nod. “Always love your surprises baby, now I’m gonna open my gift.”
Your hands were on him in no time, pulling at the thin fabric as he lay back. Lifting his hips to help you out, he watched you unwrap him like the gift you knew he was.
“You gonna get ready for me, honey?” You ask.
He smiles before slowly turning himself over, pulling his knees up so he’s knelt on then bed with his ass pushed your way.
“Good boy.”
A quiet moan leaves his mouth at your praise, he uses one hand to hold himself up as his other runs down his body and takes ahold of his aching cock in anticipation.
You don’t waste any time before diving headfirst into that sweet ass, your hands pulling his thick cheeks apart before your tongue does a long sweep from his balls to his hole.
Steve moans loudly, pushing against your mouth wanting more but you weren’t having that. You pull away from him, using one of your hands you swat his ass once.
“Don’t be so greedy, you know you’ll get what you want soon.”
His response was a whine before going back to his original position, you grunt in response before diving back in. Using your tongue to play with his body, your hands run over his ass and down his thighs.
After a while your neck gets stiff and you know you’ll need to change positions if you want to last any longer. Either a whine from your boyfriend you pull away again, his hips chasing you as you stand up.
You run your hands over his back and lean into his ear. “Gonna have you sit on my fave baby, just like on that hotel balcony last week.”
He moved so quickly you could have got whiplash, laughing softly you peal off your own clothes leaving just your boxers before climbing onto the bed and getting settled in the middle in the pillows Steve had just laid out for you.
You look at your boyfriend who was practically vibrating with anticipation. “C’mer,” was all you had to say.
He fling his leg over, spreading his thighs wide before lowering himself. Facing away from you, his cock and balls were resting against your chest as your hands came to his hips and pulled him down towards you.
You run your tongue over his cheeks before licking a line towards his hole, forcing your way inside Steve let out a whimper. His back arching, he rests his hands in his thighs to keep him up right as you start to eat him out.
Making quick work of your mouth your hands kept him pulled open for easy access, your eyes closed and face buried deep.
Steve starts to move his hips slightly, grinding against your tongue as he grips his dick, softly stoking himself with the feeling of your tongue napping out his hole.
Your tongue curled and flattened inside him, tasting him and leaving no place untouched. You tree were so in your own world, so worked up with list you didn’t hear when someone yelled out your names.
Steve was too busy moaning about how good you were treating him, and your head was buried in the pillows beneath you that your hearing was obstructed.
You didn’t hear anything until your door swung open, the hard wood hitting the wall with a loud thunk. You both jumped, Steve pulled the blanket up to cover his crotch as you both stared at Tony.
Well, you stared as best you could with a man sat in your chest. Tony stared at the two of you before throwing a hand over his eyes.
“Whatever I wanted to say is not worth the confusing feelings this is bringing up.”
He slammed the door closed as he left, the two of you laughing at the awkward look on his face. Steve had moved off you, sitting next to you as you sat up.
You shared a look, both understanding as Steve lay back down before you leaned over him to catch his mouth in a kiss.
You were going to finish what you started.
—
It had been your weekly date night, and it had gone brilliantly. You had dinner at a five start restaurant, had a walk around Central Park, gone to see a movie, and headed back home hoping for some late night dessert.
You had fallen into bed making out, your body on top of Steve’s as your hands pulled at one another to get each other’s clothes off. After a little back and forth of groping and pulling you were both naked and pressed against one another.
You lay on the bed with Steve grinding his cock against your leg, using his own to rub against yours as your hands run over his body. One hand gripped in his hair and the other on his lower back, scratching at the top of his ass every time his thigh softly ran across your aching cock.
One thing led to another and you were lubing up his hole, slowly stretching him open as he lay on his front looking back. His eyes were closed as he melted into the pleasure, your fingers curled inside to reach his prostrate.
You kept one hand on his lower back so he would move, and the other was working him open and over. Your middle and ring finger slowly scissoring open his hole, the soft moans and huffs of breath coming from him let you know he was ready for you.
You knew how you wanted to and this night, with his lushes ass bouncing off your thighs, but to start it off you left him on his front. His legs were patted, one knee bent and the other just to the side as climbed between them.
Using your already lubed up hand you stroke your cock, covering yourself from the tip to your balls before lowering yourself to him. You run your cock between him checks watching his eyes open to look at you, his mouth slightly patted as he breaths came out as soft pants.
Using your hand you guide yourself in, pushing past the tight muscle you feel yourself finally slide inside him. His ass cleaning around you, and your hands rubbing up his back to sooth him and get him to relax.
Slowly you push inside, his tight insides wrap around you the more you push inside until your pelvis is at his ass. His eyes still locked on you as you look up from where you’re connected and smile at him.
“Never get tired of this bubble but.”
He laughs, but that’s cut off with a moan when you start to pull out. You pull out until your tip is the only thing left inside, then push back inside slowly. You do this several times until he’s relaxed enough, then you move your position to better help you fuck I’m properly.
Your hands are in his hips as you thrust into his with harsh stokes, pulling his hips up to meet yours so the only thing heard in the room was the two of you moaning and the loud slapping of skin on skin.
Steve looked back at you, your cock hitting his prostate over and over again. His moth was gaped open, low moans leaving his throat as his tried to speak. “Gonna cum.”
You pull out quickly, letting him fall to the bed with a load disgruntled groan. “Not so easy baby, you wanna cum you’re gonna hand to work hard for it.”
You switch positions, you play on the bed and Steve hovers over your crotch. He guides your cock to his greedy hole, slowly sitting down he takes you in one. His ass flush against your pelvis, his hands scratching against your chest as he slowly grinds against you.
Getting a taste for the new position, you let him guide himself until you’re satisfied he’s comfortable again.
When he’s lifting himself off of you to drop back down you know you can take a little control, placing your hands on his ass you guide him up and down your cock.
You watch as his ass clenches around your tip as you lift him up and relax when you let him drop back down. The loud sounds of skim slapping rings in your ears, the two of you staring at one another like nothing else matters.
And it doesn’t, until a knock comes from your bedroom door and before either of you can move someone opens it. So you freeze.
Steve stays on your lap, half way on your cock you pull him down and drag a pillow over his lap just before Bucky steps in.
“What do you want?” Steve snapped, his voice getting higher as you flex your hips. His face is flushed red as Bucky looks up from his phone and at the scene.
“Nothing.” He slams the door closed and you hear his footsteps run towards the front door.
You look up at Steve, your hands running up and down his thighs, soothing his sour mood as he throws the pillow away and lean toward you.
You capture his mouth in a kiss, using your legs you press your pelvis into his ass and grind again at him. He lets out a moan, using his tongue to kick into your mouth bride pulling away.
“Love the way you feel inside me.”
—
It was a random day of the week, nothing special was happening and you had the day off so one thing had led to the other and you had Steve begging.
It started with him riding you, but eventually you wanted a change of position and had him lay over the back of the couch with his ass pointing out to you.
Now you were balls deep, pressing him further into the sofa as you destroyed his ass. Your rough thrusts pulling moan after moan from him, he had the leather of the couch strained from how hard he had it clenched.
Leaning over the back of him you wrap one arm around his body, wrapping a hand around his bobbing cock you softly wank him off as you fuck him.
His eyes roll back and a high pitch whine leaves him, his body shuddering and shaking as your combined movements drag him so close to the edge he’s practically crying out your name.
“Hold it a little longer for me baby.” You pant against his neck.
His perfect ass was sucking you in so deliciously, the tip of your cock burrier so snug in his ass you couldn’t think straight.
Your thrusts were sloppy and rushed, as your hands lost control and just held onto the base of his cock so he wouldn’t cum until you wanted him to.
You could feel the pull of your climax in your gut, letting go of Steve cock you grip his hips and fuck him desperately. Chasing the high and forgetting about everything but him.
“Cum.” Was all you had to say. Steve body stiffened, pushing against yours as he lets out a long moan.
Painting the leather couch with his seed as he milks your cock, his coaching hole grips you tight and yanks you across the finish line.
You feel your balls twitch as you shoot your load deep inside him, rubbing his back as you thrust softly inside him to get the most out of your high as his deep breaths pull you back to reality.
When your breathing evened out you looked up, freezing in place when you saw Thor stood at the elevator with his mouth dropped open and a coffee mug in his hand.
He held it up and pointed towards the kitchen, not knowing what else to do you nod and he practically sprints off out of the living room away from you.
Steve is the first to laugh, resting his head on his arms as his body shakes with laughter. Glad he isn’t mad at the unwanted guest you laugh too, the feeling vibrating through your body and kicking up the feeling in your pelvis.
You squeeze Steve’s sides. “Better head to the bedroom if you want a round two.”
—
The two of you were heading to the common room after your morning work out, chatting about one thing or another you were met with the whole team sat around the island with a gift bag between them.
“Hey guys.” You were the first one to talk.
Tony stood and walked towards the two of you, he placed a hand on both your shoulders like this was the start of a lecture.
“Boys, we need to talk.”
You and Steve look at one another the back at the group. “Okay,” Steve replies.
Natasha slides the back towards you as Tony sits back next to Thor who can’t meet your eyes.
“We got you a little present,” she says simply.
Bucky adds, “Well it’s more like a warning sign for us.” Everyone nods.
Steve look at you before grabbing the bag, he takes a peek inside and breaks out laughing before handing it to you.
Inside the bag was a bright neon yellow sign, with CAUTION : SEX IS HAPPENING written on it in black.
You take it out the bag and look it over, shaking your head at your friends you look over at your boyfriend.
“Wanna put it to use now?”
You could hear everyone groan as you rant out the room hand in hand.
I just sent my birthday request can you let me know if it's ok or if you want me to send something else....
I got it, and it’s perfectly fine. Idm doing that :)
Can I still send my June 12th request?
Yes, of course
Hey so my birthday is June 12th can I request a story for that day? 👉👈 Possibly?
Absolutely! I’d be honoured 🫶
𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
🧡 26 - AuDHD - Bisexual - Dyslexic- British
🧡 All posts will have - a man’s paradise
🧡 Fics will have - Writing with Ed
🧡 Questions/conversations will have - Ed Talks
🧡 Haven’t written anything like this in years so this may go horribly wrong or amazingly right, thank you for being here with me while I figure it out.
🧡 Writing is a hobby so I might not be active 24/7 but I will make time and post most Monday’s. I aim for every week but it might be every other week depending on how busy I am.
🧡 If you think it’s taking me along time to get to your requests you may be right- I’m not always in the mood for specific requests but I will eventually get to them, I just want to make sure I give them the proper attention and not wing it and have it turn out crap.
🧡 Below the cut are two lists of what I will accept and what I won’t accept for requests, and below that is a list of the fandoms I’m willing to write.
𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐀𝐬𝐤𝐬
💚 Fluff, smut, angst, platonic, family, any kind of genre you like, I love them all.
💚 Female characters, male characters, any characters within the fandoms I’ve listed are welcome.
💚 Character x Character, any ship you want.
💚 Kinks or all kinds, there are only a select few that I will flat out refuse (mentioned below) but I’m more than happy to discus the ones you’re not sure about.
💚 Top, bottom, switch.
💚 Dom, sub, verse.
💚 Sub!Top, Dom!Bottom or Dom!Top, Sub!Bottom, or even Switch/Verse mix up - all are okay to ask for.
𝐃𝐨 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
❤️ Actor/actress- I have nothing against it, it’s just not the type of thing I want to write about.
❤️ Minors in anything other than a family setting.
❤️ Kinks of this variety- water sports, foul play, scat, bodily fluids, extreme knife play, r-pe, r-pe play, cnc, forced, noncon.
❤️ These will be updated as and when I need to but for now they are up to date.
𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐬
🩵 Marvel | mostly avengers era
🩵 Supernatural
🩵 NCIS | and the spin offs
🩵 Law & Order : SUV
🩵 Criminal Minds
🩵 Charmed | original only
🩵 DC | limited knowledge
🩵 Horror / Slashers
🩵 Call of Duty | limited knowledge
🩵 and some others I’ll add later
Can we get NSFW ABC's with bottom Steve Rogers and Top Male Reader?
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐁𝐂’𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭
Bottom! Steve Rogers x Top! Male Reader
content whole lotta smut, including ; anal, oral, pleasure dom,
context this prompt list
comments i was expecting maybe one or two but hell yeah we can do the whole lot 🤝
Aftercare
what they’re like after sex
There is no sex without aftercare. It was a rule from the start of your relationship, no matter how soft or hard the sex was there will always be a check in after to make sure one another are okay and if you need anything.
Because of his super serum enhancements he’s not always flat out tired, so he’ll go to the bathroom to clean up before getting you a wet cloth and a bottle of water if he thinks you need one.
If it’s been a session of (and this is my personal HC) pleasure strictly for him, it takes a good two hours or more to tire him out. So at the end you make sure to praise him, tell him he’s okay, bring him back to reality and tend to his every need.
Body part
their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s
I think his own favourite body part would probably be his chest. Having gone from twink to twunk, I’m sure it’s nice for him to see a body that matches his enthusiasm- does that make sense? I hope so.
I also believe he’s super proud of his ass, that man does not skip leg day and that’s proven with that thick ass bubble butt.
On you, his favourite would be your hands. The pleasure you’re able to give him with just your hands in like magic, he loves it.
Cum
anything to do with cum, basically
I can’t really see him being a guy that likes being covered every time, he switches between wanting it inside- both mouth and ass, and having you finished on his stomach.
When you come on his stomach it’s because he wants to watch you cum, he likes knowing that it was him that’s brought you to that.
Dirty secret
pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs
Humiliation. He gets off on it, I don’t know why he just seems like the type. Doesn’t matter if it’s in a playful way or if it’s part of a scenario you’re doing, it makes him finish so fast that the only way for you to cum is to overstimulate him.
Which I think he’d also love, mixing the two of them together and he’s done for. Humiliating him for finishing so quick as well as chiding him for cumming because of the humiliation it comes full circle at the end of it all.
Experience
how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?
We kinda saw that itty bitty Steve didn’t get any, and I think that that lack of confidence didn’t leave him. Sure we saw him making out with that blonde in the movie but that seemed more like a ‘look at me now’ kinda thing, so when he’s in the new age I don’t think he’s got any skills.
Not only is he in a world he doesn’t know but the way you flirt with someone has changed drastically, so he just keeps to himself and hopes someone will put it simply, “I’m flirting with you.”
When you get together he tries to fake having the experience but you saw right through him, having to sit him down and explain that it’s not a bad thing. Some people just need an understanding person to guide them through it.
I think he’d definitely send you a link to some weird article about some sex thing he’d want to try, but only after a few months into your relationship. He wouldn’t bring it up until he was certain you wouldn’t laugh at him.
Favourite position
this goes without saying
I think he has two. Missionary and mating press.
Missionary, but that’s more his making love position. Being able to wrap his legs and arms around you and hold you close, it’s the best way to show him you love him when he’s feeling vulnerable.
Mating press. It’s the perfect position for fucking deep, plus he can still see your face and watch you fuck him at the same time. I link to think he’s the type to do yoga to stay flexible for battle but it also comes in handy when you use him as your personal sex toy when you both need that little bit of roughness.
Goofy
are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.
It can go either way, he’s not necessarily serious but unless something makes him laugh he’s focusing more on what you’re doing than trying to make conversation- well, apart from the occasional dirty talk he doesn’t say much, too engrossed in how he’s feeling and chasing the high.
Hair
how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.
He looks shaved, but I like to think he’s got a little something going on. His ass is shaved clean, but he’s got a little bush of public hair he keeps trimmed and a little snail trail up to his belly button.
I like the HC that because of the tight suit he chooses to shave- bcs have you felt the pain and relief of taking tight jeans off of hairy legs? It’s the best feeling and worse at the same time.
Intimacy
how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect
If it’s a romantic love making he’s all hands, all over your body trying to get you as close as possible. After all, he’s in love with you and wants to show you anyway he can.
Eye contact, an easy way to express desires (when you know what to look for) and an even more intimate than touch. Allowing him to see your face during the pleasure is bliss, he loves that you don’t hold back on him and will happily express how you feel.
Jack off
masturbation headcanon
I don’t think he’s masturbate that much, sure it’s a fun pastime but he’d much rather be with you,
That being said, if one of you is away for more than two weeks he gets antsy and will beg for phone sex, begging you to talk him through it as though you’re right there edging him.
If he’s the one on a mission he wants to get it done as soon as possible to get home, he won’t want to do anything that might be seen as inappropriate while working, but if it’s you on a mission he has no shame and will lock himself in his bedroom and call you in several times until you help him.
Kink
one or more of their kinks
I mentioned this briefly before, and will make a more detailed explanation if anyone is interested but here are some that I personally think he’d like.
Humiliation, degrading, praise, overstimulation, edging, dom/sub- and he can go either way as long as he’s still the bottom, spanking, dirty talk, role play. Just to name a few.
Location
favourite places to do the do
Bedroom will always be his number one, closely followed by the shower.
Honourable mentions; closets, back of a car, training room showers, the toilet of a bar, the sofa- no one is happy about that but you two.
Motivation
what turns them on, gets them going
Sweet kisses on his neck and behind his ears, paired with a little dirty talk and he’ll strip right there for you.
No
something they wouldn’t do, turn offs
Anything in public, he’s an avenger he can’t be seen taking dick in an ally. He likes the idea but would never do it, unless you find a quiet toilet in a bar in which case forget about it.
Anything that involves bodily injury, he doesn’t want to hurt you and just ain’t into it himself.
Oral
preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.
Both.
If he’s not feeling up for full on sex but is still a little frisky he’d spend hours on you, and with the time he was born I don’t think he would have any skill or experience since he didn’t want to be killed or imprisoned. But with you he’s willing to learn, he would happily accept your help and guidance to get better at it.
He’d also happily sit back (I’ve mentioned this previously) and let you play him like a fiddle for as long as he can hold out, it’s like he gets off more from you giving him head than the actual act. He loves to watch your mouth work, safe to say he won’t last long.
Pace
are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.
All of it.
He likes slow and sensual for love making, the kinda you have when you’ve been apart for some time and want to be as close as possible. But that can also be a little rougher if the occasion calls for it, but typically he’s soft and sweet.
If it’s a quick fuck he doesn’t care to be soft, fuck and use him like a toy and he’ll bust in no time. He can take it harder than most can, his body was built for war so a little rough sex is nothing.
Quickie
their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.
It’s not his favourite, he prefers to take his time and make the most of it but will indulge every now and then.
Mostly they’re for if you’re hard and it won’t go away with a thought that would disgust you, but also for when you go out clubbing and the dancing gets you both hot he’ll take your hand and find the bathroom and show you why that is America’s ass.
Risk
are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.
Risks? No. Experiment, definitely.
I’m position that in his little book of things to catch up on he’s got some nasty stuff he wants to try out, it might take him a second to admit it but he’s not shy about trying everything once.
Stamina
how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?
Depends.
If you’ve spent the day teasing him he won’t last more than thirty minutes, and after that he’s easy to overstimulate. The thoughts he’s had all day dimly being played out just overwhelm him and he can’t keep still or quiet.
If it’s more spontaneous he can last a while, he’s perfected the art of edging you for his own pleasure and visa versa, you both know when to back off and slow down so it can take anywhere from an hour to all night.
Even if he’s cum he’d still want to carry on, he’s not happy until he can’t walk- (and as I said previously) with the serum he won’t tire easily so he doesn’t feel satisfied until he’s a panting mess on the bed with you flipped next to him.
Toys
do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?
YES!! YES!! YES!!!
He loves them, the first time he saw a dildo he was so confused. Having never seen anything like it he was hesitant to try them, but after you shown him on yourself he was more than happy to try as many as he could.
He’ll use a fleshlight, but that’s more for if you wanted to watch him- he’s not bothered when he’s on his own. He prefers the replica you made for him of your own, but will also use butt plugs when you go on a date.
Unfair
how much they like to tease
In a crowd not at all, he’s more romantic in front of people but when you’re alone he won’t leave you alone. The man knows every weakness you have and will use them to his advantage, but you do the same. You tease him just as much as he does you.
Volume
how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.
If you have your own apartment then not that loud but still loud enough for you to hear, he’s shy about the neighbours hearing what goes on but still can’t keep quiet at all.
If you’re in the town or compound I’m assuming Tony’s included soundproof rooms so he’d be as loud as he wants.
He’s definitely a moaner, and a swears like a sailor when it’s the rough kind of sex. Sometimes he feels so good there’s no other word than a curse word.
Wild card
a random headcanon for the character
He’s only a whore for his partner, if he’s single he’s not interested. He doesn’t mind a one night stand every now and then but he prefers a bond he can lean into and feel secure in rather than cheap sex with a stranger that means nothing.
X-ray
let’s see what’s going on under those clothes
I’ve no idea what this one means so I’m winging it.
If you asked he’d definitely wear lingerie for you, but in a normal day he just wears a pair of boxers and his usual clothes.
Yearning
how high is their sex drive?
It gets hugger the longer you’re together, in the beginning he’s just figuring out what kind of relationship it is and moves he’s settled he’ll never want to be without you.
You’re guaranteed to have sex at the least three times a week.
Zzz
how quickly they fall asleep afterwards
Long session? Asleep as soon as the clean up and aftercare is over. Snuggled under the blankets with you wrapped up with him, and he’s out like a lights.
Short session? Thera a little bit of chatter before sleep, but it’s more of a chat so that you can fall asleep. Hearing your voice and nodding off.
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐁𝐂 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬
SFW & NSFW
Please keep in mind these are my thoughts of the characters and that might not fit your version of them, so please be respectful.
Please take a look at this to see what fandoms I’ll accept, but I will accept some others if you ask - I’ve more than likely forgot about them.
You can also ask for one prompt to be turned into a fic, or a few to be answered as head canons, or the whole lot for one characters - I’m open to all of it
Fluff / sfw
A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)
B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)
C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)
D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)
E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)
F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)
G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)
H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)
I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)
J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)
K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)
L = Little ones (How are they around children?)
M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)
N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)
O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)
P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)
Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)
R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)
S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)
T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)
U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)
V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)
W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)
X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)
Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)
Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)
Smut / NSFW
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Hihi can I ask what all the requests you got are? I would ask if my specific request is there but I kinda forgot what I sent😭
In no particular order I have
Natasha x M!R : fluffy love smut with breeding and overstimulation
Steve x M!R : Twitter star AU, smutty camboy x viewer who then get together
Steve x M!R : Rivals who get locked in a room and turn to lovers after an argument
She Hulk x M!R : Queen and her boy toy have sex anywhere they want
So in other words I’ve got a lot of smut
𝐀𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬
Agatha Harkness x Male Reader x Wanda Maximoff
Photo from @tremendousslayerreader
content smut, unprotected sex, oral, 69, free use, Thor is a spectator, praise, slight spanking, dom/sub elements but not full blown
context answering this lovely person and hopefully it’s long enough 🫶 I had no idea how to end it so it might seem a little rushed im sorry
comments I really need to get a grip on my tenses, for some reason this one flips from present to past but I hope it doesn’t harm to story too much
You had been sat reading that same dusty looking book for the last hour, your eyes gliding over the words faster than Thor could keep up. Your fingers flipping the pages gently but efficiently, like you didn’t want to miss a single thing.
Eventually Thor grew worried, he had never seen you so invested in one book and had to made sure everything was alright.
“Dude,” he started. “The hell are you reading that you can’t talk to me?”
You blinked, raising your head to look at him. His blue eyes burning with curiosity, his brows scrunched towards the middle of his forehead.
“You promise not to laugh at me?” You asked.
He nodded. “It’s a book about witchcraft.”
Thor sighed, shaking his head. “I don’t know how many time I have to say this, but witches and witchcraft don’t exist.”
You roll your eyes, not listening to him and carry on. “It’s about two local women, their house isn’t that far from here. The books says back when they were around they would lure in men and use them as their live in sex toys, it says that before they were killed they put a curse on their house and over the years people have turned it into a summoning spell to try and be their next victim.”
You placed the book in front of him, showing him the page you were on. “A spell?” He asks.
You nod. “Yep. Says that anyone brave enough to try it can supposedly bring them back from the other side, and if they do the women will keep them around to feed off of.”
Thor laughed, pushing the book back towards you. “So you want to summon a succbus?” He joked. “Why don’t we just go to the bar and get you laid, get your head off of all this nonsense.”
You grinned, pulling the book towards you and flipping a few pages. “Or we could go to their house and try it out,” you propose. “See if we can conjure up some witches.”
You could see on his face he wanted to say no, but he knew how you got when you had an idea in mind so he slowly nodded.
“Fine, but I’m only coming to tell the cops you’re not as crazy as you look when we inevitably get caught breaking and entering.”
You shake your head, packing away the books into your bag as you stand up. “Ye of little faith.”
That afternoon you went to your place, getting the supplies you needed for the ritual and going over a plan on what would happen if someone actually caught you.
A little after dark Thor asked one more time, “are you sure you want to try this? I mean I’ve been reading the book and you need to strip! Now I’m not bothered about seeing your junk, but in an old house like that you might literally get blue balls.”
“Yes Thor, I know you don’t believe in this kinda thing but I do.” You explain, packing up a backpack while he lounged on your sofa.
He held up his hands, surrendering. “Alright, let’s go summon some girlfriends for you.”
The house wasn’t that far so you decided to walk, plus it gave a little more time for the sky to darken. On the way there you said nothing, just enjoying the silence.
Once you turned onto the street the air changed, it felt warmer, inviting almost. You pulled the straps of the backpack tight as you closed the distance.
The house stood atop of a hill, just like in a cartoon. It was surrounded by out of control bushes and overgrown lush trees, a mile long driveway sat between the house and the old wood fence.
While the house was far enough away that you could go about your business unbothered, there was still enough houses scattered around the bottom that you had to be careful.
Even one loud noise or careless action would expose you, so you kept low and made your way around back.
“Hey,” Thor whispered. “I’ve had a look around and there isn’t an alarm, you think you can pick the lock?” He asks.
“I don’t think they care to lock it up anymore, no one’s been around here in years.” You tried the handle, opening the door slowly.
Thor grumbled, “Show off.”
You stepped into the house carefully, fully expecting to see a damp room with cobwebs and dust layered around so you held your breath.
The darkness blanketed your vision, but you weren’t scared. You stepped forward, feeling a slight pull in your legs you walked through the kitchen and into the living room.
Thor followed behind, having taken out a flashlight he flicked the light around. First he watched the floor, making sure there were no damp floorboards that he might go through.
The light flicked from the wall to wall, lighting up old photos and peeling wallpaper. Then he turned it towards you, watching how you circled the room taking in the details.
“It’s even got the fireplace from when it was built back in 1837.” Your hand grazed the old brick, admiring the craftsmanship and the attention to detail.
Thor thought you were crazy, he couldn’t see the beauty in the old house like you could, but from the time you met he had admired your ability to see what he couldn’t.
Flicking the torch around again he spotted burnt out candles and spray cans, he flashed the light your way to get your attention.
“Looks like someone was here recently.”
You spun around, looking where he pointed. Squashed cans and empty packet of food were scattered in the corner, as well as some burnt out candles and burnt sting.
“Do me a favour and check for squatters, I’ll start to set things up down here.”
“Good idea.” He nodded, then left the room and headed towards the stairs.
While he was gone you unpacked your bag, placing the book on a small table beside the sofa you flipped open to the spell.
You created a circle, placing the candles and spreading rose petals and ivory, then went back to the book to see what was next.
“House is clear.” You flinch hearing Thor’s voice, he laughs at your behaviour. “Scared of little old me but want to summon some 18th century hotties, nice.”
You glare at him, then look back at the book. While you read what was next he went around the candles and lit them, then went and stood by the fireplace out of the way.
“Last thing to do is get naked and say the chant.” You start to pull off your jacket before adding, “and if it doesn’t work we go home and never speak of this again.”
Thor took a step back as far as he could, and watched as you undressed. Folding your clothes and laying them on top of your backpack, his eyes raking over your body seeing the tension in your shoulders.
“If this doesn’t work at least one of us has gotten something out of it,” he jokes. You laugh, appreciating his humour at such an intimate moment.
Kneeling on the floor you fold your hands in front of you, bowing your head you recite the spell.
“I offer you my body, within this circle I bow for you, to come to me. To come to me and take me, to use me. I bow before you, Agatha Harkness and Wanda Maximoff as an offering, as a willing male ready to serve.”
With your eyes closed tight and your hands clenched together, you prayed it would work. The air around you crew colder, the hairs on your body stood on end as the silence drew on. The only sound was the faint sound of the wind outside, and the shallow breaths coming from Thor as he waited patiently.
Minutes passed but you remained knelt, the silence was growing unbearable so you stood and turned to face Thor. “I’m sorry I wasted our time,” you apologised, your eyes not meeting his as he smiled softly.
“You win some you loose-“ he was cut off by a heavy gust of wind bellowing down the chimney and into the living room. You both covered your eyes, waiting for it to pass.
The wind was warm, almost comforting and familiar. Slowing you opened your eyes, letting out a surprised gasp as the room filled with smoke. Beautiful clouds of purple and red surrounded you, floating around the room before they circled you.
The smoke grew thicker, slowly covering the whole room. Blocking your view so you couldn’t even see your hand in front of your face, you look around trying to find something, anything, that could possibly help.
Slowly the smoke started to fade, it drained out of the room like water out of a bath. Slow and steady as Thor watched, his body pressed against the wall in both fear and amazement, he wanted to help you but was paralysed by something he couldn’t see or feel.
When the smoke passed two figures stood, two women dressed in beautiful silk dresses. Radiating dominance and an air of confidence that made you want to shrink into yourself, but you stood confident.
“Hi,” you squeaked out, not knowing what else to say as you stood bare naked in front of two beautiful women.
The woman on the left, who you recognised as Agatha Harkness, her eyes danced with purple flakes of mischievous arousal while the woman on that right, Wanda Maximoff, was a little more calculated, her eyes burned red with desire.
“Finally,” Agatha started. “A man who knows how to read a spell.”
Wanda smiled at that, taking a step towards you, your eyes followed her movements but in a curious way instead of a wary one.
“You know who we are, boy?” She asked. Her eyes raking over your body, taking in every detail like you were treasure.
You nod quickly. “Yes.” Your hands clench and unclench at your sides, a strong urge to reach out races through your body but you keep it at bay not wanting to rush things.
Agatha noticed, stepping forward to run a hand down your chest. “I like this one,” she purrs. “He can feel the pull of desire, but he’s so obedient he won’t make a move without our say so.”
You open your mouth to reply but close it quickly, knowing she was right as your face flushes red. Your body burns, aching for them to reach out to you. The two women are synchronised as their hands reach out to you, each one griping your chest.
“What’s your name, pet?” Wanda asks, your voice is shaky as you answer her. “Lovely, well I’m Wanda, and this here is my dear friend Agatha. You may call us such.”
Agatha groans, loving the way you feel in her hands. “I can’t wait to suck you dry.” Her moans send a strike of arousal straight to your cock, it was so sudden your knees buckle but Wanda’s hand on your stomach stops you from falling.
“Easy pet, don’t go passing out on us yet.” Her voice was soft as her hands explored you. “Before we start, who’s the spectator in the corner?”
“My friend,” you answer. “He helped me put this together.”
Agatha never looked at Thor, but Wanda did. She stared at him for a moment before turning to you. “You mind if he watches?”
You shake your head. “No, he can stay.”
“Good.” She smiles, waving her hand you hear the scrap of a chair and a huff from behind you. You can only imagine she’s sat Thor in a chair, instead of in the corner. “Stay.”
“Agatha, you can start this one.” Wanda moves effortlessly around you, her hands stroking every part of you.
Agatha grinned, raising her hands to her sides as a faint purple smoke cloud whirled around. The smoke blew around your body, wrapping around your ankles, torso and under your arms before lifting you off the floor.
Lifted in the air the smoke moved direction, turning you upside down now you felt the blood rush to your head. But you ignored that when you felt two hands wrap around your cock, you tried to see who it was but failed.
“I love a man with a thick cock,” Agatha said. Her hand wrapped around the base before she moves her head in, her lips parting as she sucks on the head.
A sharp jolt of pleasure runs through your body, jerking your hips at the sudden contact, your hand reach out and grab onto her thighs to steady yourself.
Her head bobs up and down on your cock, one of her hands grope and fondle at your balls as the other joins her mouth in sliding up and down in a quick rhythm.
Your head feels light as her mouth works you over, you lower half softly vibrating from the sheer amount of pleasure. Her tongue works its way around your head, mapping out your cock like it’s the only thing she knows.
With her hand wrapped around the base she could put off your orgasm, and you knew that’s what she was doing when you felt the first jolt in your pelvis.
With your hands steady on her thighs you took the opportunity to reciprocate the actions, you push the fabric of her dress higher until a puff of smoke covers your vision.
When it clears she’s naked too, her pale skin and toned legs staring at you as your hands start to feel their way upwards. Your lips part as you come face to face with her cunt, your tongue darts out as your head moves forward.
A surprised moan comes from her throat, vibrating around the tip of your length. You work your tongue through her folds, tracing every curve and dip like you’d done it before.
Your eyes close as your lips wrap around her clit, sucking and licking all around while your head moves vigorously side to side. You’ve no idea if she likes it or not, too far drunk on the taste of her that you don’t seem to care.
All you care about is getting closer, using your upper body you wrap your arms around her legs and pull her closer. Not caring about how much oxygen you get, you burry your face further into her core and sloppily make out with her pussy like a man starved.
Your hands grope at her ass, squeezing snd kneading as your fingers crawls towards her opening. One finger softly rubbing along the slit before pressing inside, but before you could go any further you were paralysed.
“Easy my love,” Wanda’s voice rang out, her voice like silk to your ears. “Don’t tire the pet out before I get my chance.”
Agatha pulled from your cock, licking a bold stipe from the base to the tip before pumping you softly. “I’m sorry my darling, he just tastes so good.”
Agatha’s hands slowly left your body, leaving you cold and moaning in protest. She flips you back up right, a wet smile on her face as she leans in and catches you in a rough kiss.
Her tongue explores your mouth, moaning at the taste of herself on your tongue you were sure you’d blow your load but something was keeping you from doing it.
As she pulls away she runs a hand down your chest. “Be a good boy and please Wanda now, then we can get to the good stuff.”
“I thought we already had,” you breathed out, a smile breaking on your face.
The feeling of warmth surrounded your body again, looking down this time it was red smoke and you were excited. Wanda’s hands stoked over your body as she came to stand in front of you, her eyes fixated on your lower half.
As you look her over you notice she’s naked too, and when that happened you have no idea but were very thankful for it. It made your part easy, mouth already watering at the thought of getting the chance to please her.
“Eyes up pet,” she laughs, lifting your chin with her hand. “Now, no hands with me. Use only your pretty little mouth, I want to know what you can do with it.”
Red smoke circles your body, and once again you’re upside down. Wanda takes her time, using her hands to stoke your dick and play with your balls. Her legs parting slightly as a forces pushes your head forwards, you could see a thin cloud of smoke falling around your head before you dive head first.
Your hands were planted firmly on her thighs, more smoke holding them to her so you couldn’t move them as you made out with her pussy. Like a man starved you pushed your face as far as you could, reaching your younger out to explore every part you could reach.
In your haze of lust you could hardly feel as her hands left your body and wrapped around your thighs, pulling you towards her as she took the whole length of your cock down her throat and stayed still.
A sharp gasp escaped your mouth, hot breath blowing across her lips before you dove back in. Your tongue explored her pussy in fast harsh motions, sucking and licking every part you could get to.
Meanwhile Wanda pulled back slightly, leaving the tip of your cock inside her mouth she used one hand to pump the rest, her own tongue teased your head.
Swiping back and forth across the slit, then down and around the mushroom tip before going back to softly suckling as her hand worked you into a moaning mess.
Soft but deliberate thrusts of her hand, she wants to get you as close as she could. The coil in your stomach was building, your own actions had become jerky, not able to concentrate on her pleasure as she manipulated you so good.
You rest the side of your head on her thigh, breathing heavy as the pull of release burned through your body. “Please,” you beg.
She doesn’t listen to you, instead she pulls off completely. “I don’t say stop.” Her voice was soft but commanding, sending a jolt of pleasure through you again.
You apologised quickly before your mouth found her flesh, your tongue dipping into her cunt. Using it to fuck her as much as you could form your position, you flicked the muscle back and forth as quick as your mouth allowed.
You hear a low moan, not from either of the women but from Thor. You look between Wanda’s legs to see him sat on a chair, his cock in his hand with his eyes fixed on the scene in front of him.
Having your best friend get off to you gave you mixed feelings but the strongest one was aching in your pelvis, so close to release you involuntarily let out a courses of moans and strangled noises as the pleasure just starts to build to an explosion.
A pair of hands squeeze your ass, followed by a hand gripping your cock tight at the base. You whine in protest, trying to thrust and get the release your body craves but they went having it. The two women’s hands leave your body entirely, and just before you can pull back to protest Wanda vanishes.
Softly you’re turned around again, but as you’re placed your knees give out and you land on the floor with a thump. Heaving breaths leaving you as your eyes scan the room, the once cobwebbed room was spotless.
Agatha knelt down in front of you. “Now we’ve found someone worthy, we can redecorate.”
Your mind was in a fog, still feeling the buzz of being so close to cumming you just stare at her. Mouth slightly gapped and hands resting on your knees.
Wanda takes your face and lifts your head to look at her. “Sit on the couch, pet.”
Pushing yourself up and onto the couch, your body melts into the now clean fabric. “Wanda,” your voice trials off, not really sure what you wanted to say.
She walks over to you, slowly climbing into your lap she sits so she’s just grazing your cock but not seated properly.
“It’s okay pet, this time I’m in control and all you have to do is sit there. Understand?”
You nod so quickly you nearly give yourself a headache, so desperate to be the reason she feels good.
Slowly she positions and slides her pussy down your length, her tight grip forces a moan from your throat. Hips flexing and softly thrusting at her slow pace, your eyes are locked on where you connect.
Watching the distance close slowly, her knees come to rest next to your thighs as your cock sits snugly inside her. Her warmth wrapped around you, her hands firm on your chest as she uses them and her legs to push back up.
Her knees planted firmly on the couch beside you, slowly riding him. It was almost torcher the way she rode you, so slow at first to let her body mould to yours.
Every roll of her hips makes your thick length slide perfectly inside her, hitting a specific spot that makes her moan softly. Your hands gripping the couch cushions, fingers digging in like you need something to keep you from passing out.
Your head tops back, your mouth opens as a courses of moans leave you. The tip op your cock sits snugly just inside her cunt as you catch her eyes, a beautiful red blaze stares back at you as your eyes brows knit together.
Her hips thrust down, picking up the pace she moves her hips in such a way your mind goes blank. Your eyes scuff closed as your hands are forced from your sides and to her waist, her soft skin was cool.
“You look so god like this,” she breaths out, soft moans following before she leans down to kiss you. Soft kisses as she keeps riding you, faster now, taking you deeper.
You moans into her mouth, hips jerking up to meet hers as she thrust down. One of yours hands slides up her back, the other stays at her waste, softly guiding her as she bounce up and down on you.
You could feel her start to loose momentum in her riding, feeling the same burning in your stomach you pull from the kiss.
“Please let me come,” you beg. Your hands wrapping around her body and pulling her close to you. Gripping her ass you pull her as close as you possibly could, panting into her neck as she moans loudly.
“Not yet,” she hisses. “I get my pleasure first.” Her hips stutter slightly, faulting some as you felt the first sign of her orgasm.
Her cunt clenches hard around you, squeezing your shaft firm top to bottom as she bounces harder now. You snake your hand to the from of her body, your thumb making its way towards her clit beige rubbing harsh circles.
Wanda threw her head back, pushing her chest into your face as the coil in her pelvis snapped. Her body shuddering and shaking as she came on your cock, her cunt pulsating snd clenching that you couldn’t hold back.
“Cumming,” you moan out.
Your hips raising and jerking as you pull her still quivering body close to you, wanting to be buried to the hilt as she slumps against you.
Your chest heaves with deep breaths as wand sits up in your lap, grinding soft circle on your lap as she smiles down at you. “Good boy.”
She pulls off your cock slowly, letting it slap back against your stomach as she sits next to you. Listing her leg up she lays it across your lap, running her fingers through her lip as you cum start to dribble from her.
Using her fingers she pushing it back inside, ducking herself with it as she looks toward Agatha was had been sat on the chair across the room playing with herself but not allowing heeled to cum until she got your inside her.
Agatha slips from the chair and crawls towards you, her hands sliding up your thighs as her head leans close to you still hard cock.
“Got one more rind for little old me?” She asks, her voice teasing. You knew there was no need to answer, she could see by the way your dick pulsed at her words you could go again.
Her hands rub up and down your thighs as she stands up, you watch as she walks back over to the chair she was sat on. She climbs onto it, pushing her ass out as she leans over the back.
“Come here boy, come please your new master.”
You push yourself off the couch, closing the short distance your cock bounces in front. Almost leading the way, like it knew what was in store.
You reach your hands out, caressing her ass you gave a tentative slap and watch it bounce as the looks back at you. “Don’t worry about lasting long honey, watching you with Wanda already got me so close.”
You smile, using one hand to grip your cock you stroke it to full hardness as your other ribs along her opening. Fucking one finger inside Agatha rests her head on her arms, which are folded over the back of the chair.
Moving your hand from her pussy you use the head of your cock to part her lips, watching as her hole opens to accept you. You push forward, sinking all the way in one smooth motion your pelvis rests against her ass.
“Fuck,” you swear. Her cunt squeezing you softly, her legs parting more as she pushes back against you.
You don’t waste any time, fucking back inside as your hands grip her waist to pull her back. Your way watch as your cock slides in and out of her, slick with her’s and Wanda’s arousal you throw your head back and enjoy the moment.
You head jerks back up when you feel two hands wrap around you, you look back slightly to see Wanda had walked over.
Her hands felt over your body, her head resting on your arm as she watched you fuck her friend from behind.
“Be a good boy and make her cum,” she says. Her town left no room for comments, you just nod and wrap your arms around Agatha’s body.
Pulling her to your own you keep one arm wrapped around her and your hands groping her tits as the other grazes over her body and towards her pussy.
You hand cover her mound as your fingers find her clit, the small bud flexing with arousal as you start to rub harsh circles. Matching your thrust with your circles you chase the feeling that’s building in your stomach, the tell of another orgasm building.
Your eyes find Wanda’s searching for approval to cum again. She caresses your face gently, nodding her head was all you needed to let go.
Thrusting in fast and short bursts, your fingers never once slowed. “Cum on his cock Agatha,” Wanda demanded.
Her whole body froze, her mouth opening as a long hug pitch moan comes from her. Small shirt burst of shivers ran through you as her pussy clenched hard alone you.
A stream of what seemed like water gushed from between Agatha’s legs, her squirting pushed your cock from her body. The last of your orgasm spraying her back as she rests against the back of the chair.
You chest heaves as you look at the woman slumped over the chair, smiling to yourself as you realise your best wish came true.
“Fuck,” Thor’s voice boomed from the other side of the room, the three of you looked towards him. He was still sat in the chair, his hands wrapped around his own spitting cock.
His body relaxed, his eyes opening to look back at you. “I’ll never doubt you again.”
As the four of you relaxed and came down from the highs, Thor was the only one to get dressed again.
Once he was dressed he looked around the new room then at you. “Are you coming home tomorrow then?” He asks.
You look between the two women who were now stood beside one another, nude bodies on display as they smiled at you. You look back at your friend, smiling.
“I’m happy here, I think I might stay,” you say. He nods in understanding. “But I will see you again, I’ll make sure I come and see you. If my new mistresses allow me to.”
You both look towards them, now wearing sheer dressing gowns they look between one another.
“I suppose we could make an acceptation, he has proven he can listen to commands and I believe him to be trustworthy.” Agatha was the first to reply.
Wanda added. “Be a good boy and you can see him whenever you like, but we do come first.”
You look back at Thor. “I’ll see you soon.”
Thor packed his things and left out the front door, taking a look inside the living room window he watched as you and your two witches moved from the living room and towards the stairs.
“Be well my friend.”
Hello. I checked the list of your stories in the works and I didn't see mine, my story did send right? Sorry I'm just second guessing it even sending and wanted to double check I'm pretty sure it did send lol and I'm just in my head about it.
Yes, it came through. Sorry about that, I thought I’d added but I must have forgotten
👉👈 so um I have a request hope it's ok.
Agatha Harkness x Male Reader x Wanda Maximoff.
The Male Reader and his best friend Thor are at a public library reading (they are working colleges who've been friends for years), the male reader is reading a book about local witches and when Thor asks him why so he tells him that the famous Maximoff house in town (which is an old abandoned house from the 18 hundreds) there once lived 2 witches who used men for their cocks and the book says that if a man uses the spell to bring them back to life then they will use his cock permanently and that's what he wants Thor thinks it's a load of crap but agrees to help so later that night they both go to the house and light a candle and the male reader gets naked (because it's what the spell required but thor stays dressed) they do the spell but nothing happens and that disappointed the reader and just as he's about to grab his clothes the house starts shaking and red and purple smoke fill the place and suddenly when it clears out Wanda Maximoff and Agatha Harkness are there suddenly Agatha grabs the reader under his armpits and flips him so he's doing a standing 69 and as he hands upside down he holds her legs as she starts sucking his cock after awhile of that she passes him to Wanda and she also holds him in a standing 69 as she sucks his cock and he holds onto her legs all while Thor watches and the the male reader tells him it's the best day of his life- the women use his cock however they want sucking him, fucking him, and jerking him off and he's their permanent sex toy after it all Thor asks the male reader if he's ready to go but he tells him no that he's gonna stay with them permanently so Thor leaves the male reader to his witches as he walks out the door he hears them start round 2 and the entire time the male reader is just incredibly happy so Thor is happy for him.
I just wanted to let you know I’ve started this and I should be finished in a day or two- I want to take a little extra time to make sure I’ve got it right and to make it as long as I can without ruining it.
However, since it’s been nearly a week since you sent it and I’ve not said anything about it I thought I’d give you a tiny part of it as a trailer of sorts, I really hope it’s okay so far.
“Easy my love,” Wanda’s voice rang out, her voice like silk to your ears. “Don’t tire the pet out before I get my chance.”
Agatha pulled from your cock, licking a bold stipe from the base to the tip before pumping you softly. “I’m sorry my darling, he just tastes so good.”
Agatha’s hands slowly left your body, leaving you cold and moaning in protest. She flips you back up right, a wet smile on her face as she leans in and catches you in a rough kiss.
Her tongue explores your mouth, moaning at the taste of herself on your tongue you were sure you’d blow your load but something was keeping you from doing it.
As she pulls away she runs a hand down your chest. “Be a good boy and please Wanda now, then we can get to the good stuff.”
“I thought we already had,” you breathed out, a smile breaking on your face.