🦋 cockwarming 🦋 breeding 🦋 nudes 🦋 business phone 🦋 corruption 🦋 we'll make sure it fits 🦋 "ice" 🦋 tutor 🦋 babysitting 🦋 short skirt 🦋 innocent 🦋 pool 🦋 the ink on your skin 🦋 double bed 🦋 ruin our friendship 🦋 guys my age 🦋 golden boy 🦋 bubbles 🦋
@bucksfucks
🦋 illicit affair 🦋
@stcveskent
🦋 earned it 🦋
@bonky-n-steeb
🦋 new pillow 🦋
@itsjustmelainey
🦋 guys my age 🦋
@cloudystevie
🦋 tell me what you want 🦋
@buckycuddlebuddy
🦋 into you 🦋
@agirlwhoisaphantom
🦋 truth or dare 🦋 bad day 🦋 hidden fantasy 🦋
@americasass91
🦋 the lamb 🦋
@sableseb
🦋 dark side of the gentleman 🦋
@darklydeliciousdesires
🦋 strawberry lipstick 🦋 sexting 🦋
@imagineaworld
🦋 don't touch thor's hammer 🦋 morning wood 🦋 harder next time 🦋
Warnings: 18+ to interact, choking, cream pie, f!reader , cum stuffed back in
Bucky's big hand wraps around your throat and gently squeezes.
And it's just enough to make your pussy clench around his cock, a new wave of slick gushing from between your thighs and soaking his dick.
It makes his smile curve into something dark and seductive. His strokes staying rough and deep as he keeps pressure around your throat. "Oh does the pretty girl like it when I choke her?" He hums and your gasps increase, eyes closing as he keeps hitting the soft spot inside you with each thrust.
"Please," you don't know if you're begging for more or what but your fingers dig into the arm that's connected to your throat. It keeps him right there and his eyes watch as yours roll back in pleasure.
The sounds of skin smacking against skin resonate in the room before a loud gasp falls from your lips and then you're shaking. "That's it," he coos but you're already gone.
Your thighs shake as your walls pulsate around his shaft. Your orgasm consuming you and leaving your mind blank. You soak his cock with your cum that it drips down to his balls and the groans he lets out ends in a growl.
He wants you like this always, his hips picking up speed, fucking you through your orgasm and chasing after his own. And fuck, you keep sucking him back in deeper, body begging for him to cum.
And he can't say no, getting a few more sloppy thrusts in before his cock twitches and makes him press in deeper. Filling you with his seed.
When it finally stops, his hand lets go of your throat, thumb softly stroking your skin. You whine as he slowly pulls out, but you're not empty for long. The fingers that were wrapped around your throat only a few moments ago, scoop his cum that's dripping from your pussy and stuffs it back in.
can you do an innocent reader with steve please like what you did with bucky?💗
Steve x Naïve! Reader
A/N: I saw this picture and it made me think a bunch of things and one of them was Steve and yes please. So here’s a little tease.
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When Steve walks into the room you are bent over the pool table, lining your cue to the white ball to strike.
And it takes all of Steve’s will power not to groan out loud as his eyes sweep over your form.
You don’t even realize he had walked into the room actually, your eyes focused on the table before you as you breathe out slowly before snapping the cue forward and smacking the white ball forward.
Steve watches as the ball knocks in between two solid colored balls with enough force to send both into opposite pockets. He decides to make him self known and blows a slow whistle that makes you jump and turn in surprise.
“I’m impressed,” he hums and walks closer, enjoying the way your cheeks burn red as he gets nearer. “You playing by yourself?” He asked and tilts his head towards you.
Your fingers wrap around your cue as you lean some of your weight against it. Meeting Steve’s blue eyes as you nod your head softly. The handsome super soldier flashes you a grin as he looks from you to the table and then back.
“Can I play with you?” You miss the purr of mischief in his voice as you look at the half-finished game. You don’t realize Steve’s stare zeroing in on your mouth as you bite your lip softly before returning a naïve smile in his direction.
“Okay,” your answer makes Steve’s smile grow and he easily grabs a cue from the wall as he circles the table, confidently.
You let your own cue rest into the crook of your elbow as you lean over to set up the new game for the two of you. You’re so focused in racking the balls that you don’t realize Steve’s moved until you feel him standing behind you.
The front of his jeans barely brush the curve of your ass and your lips part in surprise. “What if we made this interesting, Kitten.” And you can’t stop the shiver that runs down your spine in response.
You stand up, blushing when Steve doesn’t step back, so now you could feel his chest against your back. “Oh, uhm,” you’re stumbling over your words as your body gets warmer. “What were you thinking?” You asked and just see a ghost of a smirk play on his lips when you look over your shoulder at him.
Steve moves then, stepping away from you, as he hums. Dark blue eyes flashing to you after a moment and he tilts his head thoughtfully. “Well, if you win, what would you want?” The question sounds simple, but the way Steve is looking at you, you can’t think clearly and you have to look away from him to answer.
“Mmm,” now it’s your turn to hum as you lick your lips, thinking about what you could ask for. You could feel him watch you as you twist the cue in thought. Then you look at him, eyes wide and innocent as you come to a decision. “If I win, I get to choose my missions for the next month.”
“Deal,” Steve doesn’t even hesitate in responding as you take the rack off the table and you watch him line his cue to the white ball. He would be the first to break.
“And you?” You ask before he can start. His eyes meet yours as he looks up from leaning over the black table. The smile he gives you is dark and seductive.
“If I win, I get you for the whole night.” And then he pushes his cue forward, smacking the white ball and starting the game. Your mouth drops slightly as two solids roll into the pocket with one striped ball. Steve’s smile never falters. “Looks like I’m solids.”
And your heart races as Steve saunters around the pool table lining up his next shot.
Warnings: 18+ to interact, RM is big, a smidge size kink? (if you squint your eyes), mention of a belly bulge, cream pie, a small bit of dirty talk???, again- Namjoonie is big
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Beefy Namjoon who isn’t phased one bit on man handling you.
His big hands grabbing you and bringing you close to his body. You’re so small compared to him. He can bench press twice your weight as a warm up in the gym.
And he loves that he can just easily move you around if need be.
Pulling you to the other side of him so he’s on the outside while you two are walking in public.
Wrapping his arms around your middle as he waits patiently in line with you. Stands in front of you when the suns in your way.
It’s convenient.
It’s especially good for when he keeps you pinned to the bed as he slides his big warm cock into your small pussy. Eyes glued to where you two are connected, his hand pressing on the top of your tummy, “you’re so tight,” he mumbles in awe. “Took three of my fingers and still making you stretch for me.”
You’re a loss for words, eyes fluttering close as you squeeze around his shaft, feeling him slowly split you in half. “Do you like feeling me in your stomach, baby?” He laughs softly and you’re gasping as he finally bottoms out.
He’s big that he gives you a little bulge each time he moves his hips back only to slam forward. His long fingers wrapped around your wrists, pulling you to meet his thrusts half way. He has your legs over his shoulders, man handling you into the perfect position. Sinking back between your warm thighs with a low groan.
And you’re so wet, the slide back in makes a squelching noise each time his hips hit the back of your thighs. Your eyes roll back each time he presses in deeper, his tip brushing the soft spot inside you that makes your toes curl.
You’re a babbling fool, taking everything he gives you. Dripping arousal with each thrust you leave a creamy shine on his dick each time he pulls a couple inches out.
And when he can feel you squeeze him tighter, he grins, flashing those dimples as he moves a hand between your legs. His thumb pressing into your clit as he fucks you. Pushing you over the edge with his name on your lips.
You shudder, throbbing around his cock as he doesn’t let up. Fucking you through your orgasm, thumb still playing with your clit. You’re sucking him in deeper, whining in overstimulation before you finally feel him twitch inside you. His hands grabbing your hips, keeping you in place as he fills you up, rope after rope of cum painting your insides white.
Warnings: 18+ to interact, choking, cream pie, f!reader , cum stuffed back in
Bucky's big hand wraps around your throat and gently squeezes.
And it's just enough to make your pussy clench around his cock, a new wave of slick gushing from between your thighs and soaking his dick.
It makes his smile curve into something dark and seductive. His strokes staying rough and deep as he keeps pressure around your throat. "Oh does the pretty girl like it when I choke her?" He hums and your gasps increase, eyes closing as he keeps hitting the soft spot inside you with each thrust.
"Please," you don't know if you're begging for more or what but your fingers dig into the arm that's connected to your throat. It keeps him right there and his eyes watch as yours roll back in pleasure.
The sounds of skin smacking against skin resonate in the room before a loud gasp falls from your lips and then you're shaking. "That's it," he coos but you're already gone.
Your thighs shake as your walls pulsate around his shaft. Your orgasm consuming you and leaving your mind blank. You soak his cock with your cum that it drips down to his balls and the groans he lets out ends in a growl.
He wants you like this always, his hips picking up speed, fucking you through your orgasm and chasing after his own. And fuck, you keep sucking him back in deeper, body begging for him to cum.
And he can't say no, getting a few more sloppy thrusts in before his cock twitches and makes him press in deeper. Filling you with his seed.
When it finally stops, his hand lets go of your throat, thumb softly stroking your skin. You whine as he slowly pulls out, but you're not empty for long. The fingers that were wrapped around your throat only a few moments ago, scoop his cum that's dripping from your pussy and stuffs it back in.
His frat was already the talk across campus and so, even if you could care less, you had heard of the tall and handsome fuck boys from Alpha Kappa Mu. And you decided it would be best to stay clear from any of them.
Especially, when you were walking home to your dorm and saw a girl sobbing to her friends about a Kim Mingyu.
But this plan of keeping your head down and getting your studies done, doesn't last long. Your eyes blinking up at the attractive man before you. You are wondering how a man can look so good and then he flashes you a boyish grin and your heart skips a beat.
"Can I sit here?" The boy asks again since the first time you were too busy blinking at him. You're smart, you swear, trying to process his words faster as you clumsily nod your head; moving your books to make space.
When you got to the library three hours ago, you had claimed the table in the far corner yours by spreading everything out. So you awkwardly move stuff around for the attractive guy.
"Uh," you say intelligently, eyes searching around you because there are plenty of places for this guy to sit so why is he here? "Can I help you?"
His smile brightens and you're left blinking dumbly again as he leans on his forearms, moving closer. Wow, his arms are big. "Yes, we're partners. Class 512, it was posted online this morning." And now the world makes sense as you nod your head slowly, recognizing the class number.
"Oh," you easily move your phone out of your bag to quickly double-check. Your eyes scrolling down the list of names until you reach yours. And next to your name is his, Kim Mingyu. Fuck.
"Mingyu!" His name is called from across the library and it makes the both of you look.
At the entrance, you see two guys, one has raven black hair, cut in a layered mullet. You can tell he's an art major just by his clothes and the way he leans casually against the boy who called out to Mingyu.
Said boy, is currently waving at the two of you with one hand and holding a soccer ball in other. His smile makes his eyes shape into crescent moons and he honestly looks like a ray of sunshine.
"Well partner," Mingyu sighs and your eyes move back to him. He's got a playful grin on his face as he looks at you. "I gotta go, but I'll see you soon."
He has the audacity to wink at you as he gets up. His big hands sneaking into the front pocket of his sweatshirt after he pushes his chair back in and gives you one last nod in good bye.
When he gets to his friends he's putting an arm around both of their shoulders, bringing them close to his sides as they walk out of the library laughing.
And all you can think about is the girl from two nights ago who was sobbing outside your dorm about a Kim Mingyu. You're fucked.
Hi love your writing could you do a Steve Rogers x avenger! reader
Where the reader is an avenger and lives in the compound. Everyone knows that Steve has a crush on the reader and are always teasing him about it. But what they don’t know they are in a secret relationship until one day they see them kiss in the hallway
Thanks
A/N: I really appreciate it, thank you for enjoying my stuff, I hope you continue to do so! <3
Warnings: fluff
Steve feels Sam sit on his left the same time Bucky sits on his right. He already knows what's running through his friends heads before he can feel Sam knock his shoulder into his own. "You know staring can be considered rude?" Sam's voice teasing him as he keeps rocking into Steve's side, annoyingly.
Bucky's no better with the way he shoves Steve right back into Sam. His face calm even though his eyes gleam, "but I guess if you think the view is pretty-"
"And it is pretty," Sam adds and Steve lets out a long sigh making his friends laugh. It catches your attention, your head turning from the new recruits to the three ex-soldiers across the gym.
They're huddled close, sitting on a bench, taking a break in their work out routines. And now that they have gained your attention, Sam waves excitedly at you, Steve covers his eyes like he's regretting his life choices and Bucky giving you a small grin, nodding his head at you in greeting.
It's all very suspicious, making you squint your eyes at the three of them for a moment before you decide not to question anything and turn back to your recruits.
You need to pick your battles, and you believe this is one you don't need to involve in.
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"Oh Steve's here," Tony's voice makes Steve look up from his book. His eyebrows furrowing at the multi-billionaire, questioning him silently in response. And that's when he sees Sam walk in right after Stark.
Sam's eyes scan the room, looking around, and confuses Steve more when asks. "Where are they?"
Steve tilts his head, "where's who?"
But he is quickly ignored as Natasha, who was sitting on the same couch as Steve, waves her hand in dismissal. "They're currently on a mission with Bucky and Clint."
Natasha's response makes Steve's eyes roll as he realizes then that they're talking about you. And they roll again as Tony hums, shaking his head in fake sadness. "No wonder, popsicle looked sad. He must feel lonely not being able to see his crush."
Steve quietly questions his choices in friends when that makes all three of them laugh in his expanse.
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"So, you're saying you made a new training course?" Bucky asks Tony, the both of them walking with Sam as they head to the main training area.
Natasha and Wanda are following the boys, chatting about something else not paying attention to Stark's response. And because of that, they don't notice when the three men stop suddenly as they turn down another hallway.
The girls don't have time to realize what's going before it's too late, causing them to walk right into the boys.
"Why did you-" Wanda's voice stops as she peek over Sam's shoulder, her eyes widening as she sees why they stopped abruptly.
And it's because Steve's kissing you? Confusing the hell out of everyone because when did this happen?
Your back is pressed against the wall with Steve's arms resting above on either side of your head. His tall figure to your short one has the handsome soldier leaning down as he kisses you lovingly.
And the groups (Sam and Wanda) mouths drop in surprise.
You two don't notice you have gained an audience, too busy melting further in the kiss as time goes on. Your arms wrap around his neck, bringing him closer as you two kiss deeper.
And now everyone knows this isn't the first kiss you two have kissed.
With the shocked silence, and the two of you in your own little world, Bucky silently reaches into the inside of his jacket. His eyes stuck on the both of you as he quietly and smoothly hands some money behind him to Natasha's waiting hand.
"You're dating?" Tony finally exclaims breaking the moment the same time Sam turns to the two ex-assassins next to him in the same amount of shock.
"You two placed bets without me?"
Tony gives Sam an exasperated eye roll just as Steve pulls away from your lips, making you blush deeply at the little whine that leaves your lips when he did.
It makes everyone return their attention back to the two of you. Steve is calm as ever, arms still on either side of your head as he gives them a small shrug in return. "For months now."
It has Sam reeling, because Sam and Bucky were literally at the gym with him only a week ago.
"What?" Sam shouts, missing the way Natasha accepts Tony's money, adding it to her first collection she had received from Bucky.
was thinking about steve and a shield agent also avenger living in the compound but having like lots of sexual tension so both make goofy jokes about hook up and then they do but hard and dirty :)
A/N: Omg yes please. Also, if people don't realize I publish without proofing first- apologies!
Warnings: Oral (f. r), dirty talk?, a smidge or hint at a dom!Steve? (like squint and turn your head- it's a little vibe)
The air in the room fills with electricity when the words fall from your lips. Your inner thoughts winning in the moment when Steve and you were lounging in the library of the compound. You two had been relaxing, going back and forth with teasing smiles and lingering looks.
The energy in the small room building as you talked innocently as friend and coworkers normally do before diving into more mature topics. Toeing the line, before your tongue became a little too loose and you admitted you've never orgasmed from someone else.
Steve’s blue eyes darken at your confession the same time your cheeks color red. "It's fine, it just take a moment for me to climax, it's just easier to do it myself, y'know?" The words falling from your lips in a jumble as you try to back pedal but only dig your grave further down. He doesn't say anything for a moment, the silence thick in the air as you wish the couch you were sitting on opened up and swallowed you whole.
"I bet I could," Steve finally murmurs, his voice deep and rough as he licks his bottom lip with his tongue. His gaze already gliding down your body and causing you to blink at the super soldier in confusion.
"Excuse me?" You challenge, eyes wide as you watch the handsome blonde man lean back against the library desk, crossing his arms over his chest confidently. His smile curving into a seductive grin.
He doesn't stop looking you in the eye as he answers, "I can make you cum." And then takes it a step further by beckoning you to him with a teasing curl of his fingers. “C’mere.”
And you have no time to think as your legs move on their own accord. You can feel a wetness pool between your thighs by just the one word, crossing the room with four easy steps. You feel like your body is on fire already and he hasn’t even touched you yet.
His eyes are hooded as he gives you a knowing smirk. “Such a good girl, you follow orders so well.” He coos and doesn’t miss the whimper you let out in response nor the way your thighs squeeze together from his words. "Do you want me to make you cum?" He asks, reaching out for your waist, pulling you closer to him. "Hmm? Want me to show you how good it feels to cum on my fingers, my mouth, on my cock?" His voice low and soft as he dips his fingers under the hem of your dress for a moment, his fingers brushing over the back of your thighs making a shiver run down your spine.
And your nodding your head, the lust taking over. A quiet and breathless, "please," the only permission he's needing before he's moving. Forcing you to take his place against the desk. His warm big hand pressing between your shoulder blades, making you bend over the desk and presenting your ass to him.
You hear him suck in a breath before groaning as your dress rides up and exposes your panties to him. You feel your pussy clenching around nothing in response, knowing he's groaning because he can see the wet spot on your panties. Your thoughts confirmed when his knuckle brushes over your wet folds, the panties being the only thing separating his fingers from your dripping cunt.
"Did I make you this wet, baby?" He asks and your eyes squeeze shut, your legs being knocked further apart by his leg as he keeps a consistent press on your back. Keeping you pinned over the desk. "Fuck, can't wait to taste you. You're going to let me, right? Want to cum on my mouth, right?" He prods, fingers still stroking you over your panties as you try to think and speak.
"Yes, fuck, yes," you press back onto his hand and earn a laugh from him.
"So eager," he hums and you whine as his fingers disappear before reappearing on the back of your thighs. You take a chance to look back over your shoulder and gasp as you see Steve on his knees behind you, his hands rubbing up your legs and pushing your dress up to around your waist. "Don't move from your position." He orders and you stay bent over as he slides your panties down your legs in one slow motion.
"Steve," you grip the edge of the desk, desperation filling your voice as you realize this is really happening. A new wave of arousal forms and Steve's fingers wrap around your ankle, lifting it up momentarily and discarding your panties.
"Fuck, you're dripping down your thighs," he rasps and you keen, blushing as he moves your thighs farther apart. Finally feeling his warm breath fan over your wet folds, his fingers exposing you further as he finally gets a taste of you. His tongue giving a long broad lick, collecting your slick with a low groan.
And that's the final straw, his face eagerly pressing into your dripping cunt after he get his taste. Moving your leg, making you hook it over the desk edge as he sucks your clit into his mouth reverently.
Your at his mercy, crying out as he eats you out like a man starved. His one hand keeping your leg on the desk as the other holds your waist. Tongue swirling around your clit before dipping into your entrance, slurping up your arousal with each lick.
The library quickly fills up with your moans, your hips rolling backwards to press into his mouth more. You can already feel a familiar knot build in your abdomen as Steve works you up.
You didn't know you could be so turned on by hearing him slurp and groan between your thighs. But you're getting wetter with each lick. Thighs tensing as you squeeze your eyes shut in pleasure. "Oh, just like that," you gasp stomach clenching as you feel his tongue thrust in and out of your cunt and his hand that was once on your waist, now stroke your clit.
The pitch in your cries, increase as he rubs the bundle of nerves in swifts circles. His groans muffled but deep as he brings you closer to the edge. You can't help but think, no wonder no one's made you orgasm, no one's eaten you out like Steve. Your walls clenching around his tongue as you feel it fast approaching. Your hips wiggling back in desperation, you need to warn him, you-
And then your body seizes, a broken gasp echoing in the air before you cry out. Your thighs shaking violently as your orgasm consumes you and makes you see stars.
Steve takes everything you give. Tongue stroking over your twitching pussy, thumb firmly pressed on your clit as he helps you ride out your orgasm.
He only stops when you whine in overstimulation, your breaths coming in quick pants as you slowly drop your leg off the table. Your thighs still shake, but you slowly turn around to face him; and the sight before you makes your cunt throb, a new wave of slick rushing between your thighs again.
Steve's still kneeling on his knees. His bottom half of his face a shiny mess with your arousal smeared on his nose, lips, and chin. His lips puffy from the heavy make out he did with your pussy only moments ago.
He's licking his lips savoring your taste as he stands up. He doesn't hesitate as he nods his head at you, "lay back on the desk. You still need to cum on my fingers before you cum on my cock, baby."
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freeze! ✧ ─=≡Σ((( つ•̀ω•́)つ you’re under arrest for being so lovely. copy this message to 10 other blogs (only if you want to) that you think are beautiful and deserve it. keep the game going and make others feel beautiful
Could you do a Steve Rogers x reader where reader and Steve don't get along at all and they slowly become lovers. Idk if thats alright or not. Thanks. Ps love your work.
A/N: Fuck, I feel like I don’t know how to write enemies to lovers' trope but hey practice makes perfect?? Idk, but lmao I tried.
Summary: Captain America gets on your nerves. But he could say the same about you.
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“You can’t just-”
“I can’t what?” You hissed, turning to Steve with a heated glare. “Save your ass?” You pushed and watched Steve’s eyes narrow as he puffed out his chest.
“I don’t need saving, Sweetheart.”
You were going to scream.
Or fight him.
Or both.
“Just because you’re Captain America does not mean I won't kick your ass, Rogers.”
His scoffed laugh infuriating you more, egging you further and without hesitating you swung.
Stronger fingers wrapped around your wrist quickly, stopping your hand from connecting to Steve’s face. And you watched with a glare as his lips turning into a dark smile.
“Like I said,” he hummed, his hand still holding your wrist in the air. “I don’t need saving.”
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Steve’s fingers twitched as a noticeable clicking sound resonated through the quinjet.
“Stop,” Steve’s command calm and collected as he shot you an annoyed look before moving his eyesight to where the pen rested in your hand. Your thumb hovering over the end where you wouldn’t stop pressing causing the pen tip to appear and disappear with a simple ‘click,’ over and over again.
You looked over at Steve, eyes never leaving his.
Click.
Steve’s eyes narrowed.
You flipped him the bird before leaving, moving towards the back of the jet to where Sam and Nat were.
Steve had to close his eyes momentarily as he rested his head back on his chair. Inhaling through the nose before exhaling slowly.
Click.
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He must be going crazy, Steve’s eyebrows furrowing as he hit the punching bag in front of him.
It’s been too long. It’s been too quiet.
You had gone on a mission with Sam that had you both out in the field for over two weeks and he punched the bag harder.
No, he didn’t worry. Another swing. No, he didn’t want to see you. Another jab. Actually, he was more than relaxed now that you were away. The bag split open, sand falling from the inside and slowly piling on the floor as his chest heaved.
“Quinjet 316 has landed,” F.R.I.D.A.Y’s voice sounded from above and Steve tensed.
He didn’t know why, but he found himself walking outside as the quinjet powered down. Sam walking out with you in tow.
Steve’s face hardened, covering any emotion as you met his gaze.
Your eyes rolled at the sight of him standing there. “No, don’t look too enthusiastic that we’re back.” You hummed sarcastically as you walked past him.
He turned around, shoulders tensing again. “Don’t forget to file your report.” He watched as you almost stopped walking. But you continued without looking back, raising a finger in the air back at him as single response. Sam laughed and Steve relaxed, before looking away from you entering the compound. A small smile forming at his lips.
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You walked quietly across the deck, your wet suit sticking to your body from when you jumped from the plane and landed into the ocean.
It was a simple mission. Get on the yacht, download all the files onto your flash drive and dip.
“Hey!” A man called out and you froze at the sound of the safety of a gun being switched. You turned around slowly, seeing a man pointing his gun at you, looking angry. “Who-”
But before he could finish his question, his mouth went slack, his grip on the gun loosening as his body fell forward. You grunted barely having any time to catch him, dropping his softly on the ground so no noise was made.
Your eyes met with blue one’s. Steve already putting his shield back over his arm. “Are you trying to let everyone know we are here?” You glared and Steve looked from the guy unconscious on the floor then back to you.
“Thank you would be nice.”
You stared at him for a moment, blinking, before you looked up at him with round innocent eyes. “Oh, thank you so much for saving me, Cap.” Your words slightly sarcastic but Steve didn’t miss a beat.
“Always.”
And you had to blink in surprise again, you were fully expecting him to bicker back to you. You were used to it. But you stayed standing in the same spot as Steve walked past you.
You didn’t know what to say, so you kept quiet as Cap took over, leading you to the main communication room so you could finish the mission.
Your fingers slipped the flash drive into the usb port and began the download, your gaze glancing over at Steve who guarded the door. You felt confused as you replayed his response in your head.
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Fuck this dress.
And fuck these heels.
That was what you were thinking as you walked around the ballroom, your mask covering the top half of your face.
You were currently on a mission, gathering intel on a possible trade of stolen vibranium and the deal was supposedly happening at this masquerade ball.
“Suspect is leaving through the doors on the west,” Sam’s voice rang through your comm. He was working communications from on top of the roof with redwing as you played dress up with Steve and Bucky.
“Got it,” you murmured through your ear piece as you moved across the floor, eyes on the target as the door began to close. You slipped through and watched him turn the corner.
You were so focused on getting to the dealer that you didn’t think about the possible guards patrolling. You heard the guards' footsteps from around the corner where the target had disappeared behind, coming closer. You raised your hand ready to strike but before anything happened a hand wrapped around your wrist turning you and pushing you against the wall.
A head dipped into the curve of your neck as you gasped. You were about to fight the person holding you to the wall with their weight before hearing the man against you speak. “Wait,” Steve’s lips barely brushing on your neck as the guards walked around the corner. You froze.
The guards snickered as they walked past the both of you, most likely thinking it was just a drunk couple kissing.
Once the coast was clear, Steve moved back, leading you both to finish this mission.
As you walked your fingers ghosted over the area on your neck, you could still feel Steve’s lips on your skin.
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“Stop moving,” Steve murmured as his hands brushed over your hips. He was standing between your legs as you sat on top of the counter. You had just gotten back from a mission with Nat and everything went well. Or as well as it could have gone with the target pulling a gun on you and shooting.
You were lucky it had only grazed your side since Nat took the guy down last minute. But when you both returned with a bandage pressed to your side you found yourself in front of Steve’s door. A weak smile on your lips when he answered. His eyes narrowing when he saw your hand holding your side.
“It’s just a graze, Cap.” You said softly and sucked in a breath as he lifted your shirt up gently, his fingers ghosting over your bandage.
“It could have been worse,” He countered with a frown and you rolled your eyes placing a hand on top of his that rested down on your hip again.
“But it wasn’t,” you reassured meeting his eyes. You couldn’t read what he was thinking but it had your heart racing. “Nat-”
But your words were cut off as Steve dropped his head on your shoulder, his arms wrapping around you as he pulled you tight to his chest. “It could have been worse.”
The way the words fell from his lips had your heart clenching as you moved your hand to the back of his head, your fingers tugging his head back so he could look at you. You two didn’t say anything for a moment, letting the silence fill the feelings you both didn’t say.
You both realized the shift happening between the two of you at the same time. And you didn’t think as you pulled Steve back to you. Your lips pressing into his, confirming everything you felt for him and everything he felt for you.
Bucky thinks you’re made for him. It’s all he can think about as he bites his lip and slowly sinks into your wet cunt. Your walls stretching to accommodate his girth, squeezing him tightly as he bullies his way in. His dick is already leaking pre-cum into you as he watches your fingers clutch the bedsheets under you, your face pressed into the pillow beneath you as you keen from the sheer size of him. And fuck, if you weren’t made for him, then he’ll make you be.
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