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We're past-halfway from reaching 900 followers. Welcome to the 58 new followers that joined, for those who don't know, I love interacting with people, and for every 100 new followers I let the people choose the next blog's theme.
hey, would you be willing to put your fics under the ‘keep reading’ option? it’s a lot of scrolling when you’re searching through a tag and your fics pop up
Went to check if my latest fic did register that option and saw it got removed when I put the pictures.
Sorry it took forever I tried to think of a request but couldn't think of you without Chris Evans himself and you don't write for celebrities so I just came up with a Steve Rogers x Male Reader one.
Steve Rogers x Male Reader
Bottom Steve
Top Male Reader
No Feminization.
Male Reader wants Steve to sit on his face and keeps asking him too but Steve's scared he'll hurt him because of how muscular he is and how big his bubble butt is so he keeps telling him no, the Male Readers birthday is coming up so Steve asks him what he wants for his birthday and the Male Reader asks him to sit on his face Steve says that's not a gift and says no but the Male Reader just keeps saying that's all he wants so his birthday rolls around and all the avengers are in the living room giving him gifts to which he's happily opening them he gets to Steve's gift and it's a sweater and that hurts him for 2 reasons one because it's like Steve doesn't know him at all and 2 he keeps thinking about what he wanted, he doesn't let anyone know he's disappointed instead he smiles and says thanks but Steve has a plan..... That night the Male Reader goes to his room to see a note that tells him to strip and lay down on his back and so he does then Steve walks out completely naked and says happy birthday and sits on his face where the Male Reader then eats his ass and afterwards he pounds Steve's ass and gives him the fucking of a life time.
Sub mouthy, whiny, slutty Steve Rogers
Dom Top Male Reader
Happy birthday (late) to dear Anon
Birthday gift
Warning. 18+. Mature content. Bottom character. Bottom Steve Rogers. Top Male reader. Both character and reader have a cock. Rimming. Subby Steve. Cockhungry.
Bottom Steve Rogers x Top Male Reader
The aroma in the kitchen let you know Steve was cooking something delicious for tonight. You sat back, staring at him from the stool on the other side of the kitchen island. Steve was humming a little song lowly, hips swaying in a low rhythm, hypnotizing you with that well rounded butt you so loved.
Your eyes were locked on that clothed gift, you felt blessed to be the one who has the right to stare at it naked, fully exposed, away from tight clothes like that sexy hero suit that makes him look like a candy. Going back to blessings, you were the only one with the right to fuck that ass like no tomorrow, all thanks to that supersoldier serum that made Steve be able to take rough, agressive paces in bed, and he sures likes it too. Only you and Steve know the things you do at that perfect asset of his, and no one else will know, because it will stay locked in the safety of your bedroom... or kitchen, or living room, perhaps even the Avenger's meeting room when no one is there, though with the last one you need to find a way to desactivate Friday and talk with Vision beforehand.
The list was almost complete, except for one position you wanted to try so badly for a while, months, maybe a couple of years since you and the american hero started dating. His bouncy and perfect bubble butt sitting right on your face, you wanted him to sit on it. SIT ON IT.
You've asked him many times, gently, begging whining, on your knees or while you eat him out, he refuses. Despite telling him countless times that you can take it, that you'll be fine, that you'll become the happiest man alive if he uses your face as his personal chair, he refuses doing what your heart most desires. The reason behind his rejection was pretty simple, but also absurd in your humble opinion; he believed he was too heavy for you. Steve was scared that he might hurt you with his fat and muscular bubble butt, believing it was too heavy and big for you. He made it sound as if his ass was your Everest, but you were not afraid of a challenge, it just made you more excited.
How could you ever convince him? He's so firm on his decision, but you really want it so badly.
"Babe," you called.
"Hmm? Yes sweetheart?" His back was still turned on you while he focused on the stew.
"You remember my birthday is coming, right?" It was a stupid question, you knew he remembered the date too well, it was the same date you two first met through Tony's surprise party for you.
Steve hummed positive. "Ofcourse I do, how could I forget about it? What about it, love?" He turns off the stove and with an old piece of towel, he moves the dutch oven to a colder surface. His blue eyes then meet with your eyes, and the corner of his lips curl into a soft smile, he looks like an adorable golden retriever when he looks at you like that. "Already thought of a birthday gift? Don't get worried about the price, I can definitely afford it." Oh, you know he can.
You played with your thumbs nervously with a silly, almost forced smile, your eyes never leaving his. "Oh, I do, believe me. So, because it's my birthday and you're my beautiful boyfriend, you'd give me anything I wanted, right?"
He just nodded, still smiling at you, waiting for your answer.
"Yeah, so, it's nothing really big, you know? It's not even expensive, you don't need money for it, just a little favor..."
Steve nodded again, but his smile seemed tighter than before. He remained silent, until he took a short, deep breath and said, "I'm not sitting on your face."
"But Steve!" you quickly complained. "Why...? I mean-" You were lost at words, tongue tangled in your mouth.
"Because... for starters, that's not a gift and I told you it might be dangerous for you," he said, gently, not meaning any judgement towards you. Steve turned around to grab some clean plates to served the still warm stew, meanwhile, you were still trying to think of a valid argument.
"It's just putting your ass on my face, baby, we've done that many times before."
Steve shook his head. "No, no, you've put your face in my ass, not the same."
You rolled your eyes. Steve placed in front of you your plate of delicious stew before putting another one for him by your side, he then went to sit on the stool next to you. "It's the same, Steve, just... vertically." The blond hero chuckled, shaking his head. "Come on, cutie pie, I promise you'll feel really good."
Steve grimaced at the pet name. "I'm sure I'll feel good, baby, what I'm not sure about is whether your beautiful head can take up the weight of a one hundred year old supersoldier. And please, don't call me cutie pie, it's... weird."
A low smirk grows on your lips, you approach his ear and whisper. "Why not, cutie pie? Does that make you horny? Makes you wanna give up that collected, well mannered mask and be the whiny prince that you are, hmm?"
You noticed his cheeks turning pink, he did not dare to look at you anymore. "Gosh, Y/n, we're eating."
"Well, let me tell you what I'm craving for, it's starts with America's and ends with ass."
Steve covered his mouth with his hand, gosh you had no filter. "Let's stick with cinnamon rolls for dessert."
"Cinnamon rolls that you have under that-" You got interrupted in a quick second with Steve muffling you with his hand.
"Just eat, and let me think about the other stuff, okay?"
You nodded. "Mhm." Deep inside, you knew he wasn't going to accept your idea, and you were running out of ideas on how to possibly convince him that you would be alright.
The special day finally came, and the living room was decorated with balloons of different colors and shapes, confetti on the floor and gifts that were brought by the many guests that have come. The Avengers team chatted hearfully while drinking and eating the snacks bought and prepared by you and Steve.
You enjoyed the company of each teammate and guest of yours, while Steve started calling everyone, gathering them in the same spot, as it was time for you to open the gifts in front of everyone.
"Alright, alright, everyone quiet," you said through a chuckle as you took the first gift handed to you. "Let's start with Tony, will you finally make me a millionaire?"
"You just need to ask," said the man before taking a sip of his champagne.
Words weren't necessary anymore, you opened the gifts one after the other, thanked the person who bought it for you, and kept going with the next one.
Finally, the gift you were waiting to open for a while was now between your hands, right in front of you. A nice little box wrapped in blue wrapping paper, decorated with a red bow on top, how cute. Maybe inside you'd find a remote butt plug to use on Steve tonight. You held back a soft giggle, trying not to make yourself look suspicious in front of the team. You smiled at Steve, who returned the gesture with a lovely smile, and opened the gift. Your smile fainted almost immediately, inside the box, there was a sweater with the shield of your partner on it. It was cute, but it was far from what you were waiting for, very far.
You forced yourself to smile again, but it was hard. You were hurt, you felt bad for not being grateful to receive something from your partner, but you also felt hurt because it almost felt like Steve didn't know you at all and this wasn't what you truly wanted from him. "Wow, a sweater... it's a pretty one! Thanks, Stevie," you said, trying to disguise the disappointment in your voice.
"You're welcome, sweetheart, I knew you'd like it." Yeah, you felt bad for not feeling happy with the gift your perfect boyfriend gave you.
Despite trying to pull your best acting in front everyone, Steve knew you very well despite you not believing it at that moment. He knew about your disappointment, it was obvious from his standing point, and knew what he had to do to fix that issue.
The party came to an end at ten in the night, people left little by little until it was you, Steve and a big mess in the living room. You two took the time to clean the place, the dishes, and reorganize things just the way both of you liked it.
"Babe, I'll drop these bags outside, you should go to the bedroom and relax, yes?" said Steve as he grabbed the trash bags, already walking towards the door of the place.
You wanted to insist on helping him, but he quickly left, leaving you alone with your own unsaid words.
Oh well, nothing you can do now.
Humming a madeup song to yourself, you made your way to your shared bedroom. The moment you opened the door, you noticed a small piece of paper sitting on the bed. Curious, you approached the feet of the bed, and noticed there was something written on the piece of paper with the calligraphy of someone you knew very well. Steve probably forgot to give it to you, or maybe he left it there on purpose. You took the piece of paper in your hand and read what was written on it.
Take off your clothes and wait for me laying on the bed.
A dirty grin came on your lips as you finished reading the short sentence.
Freaky.
You did not waste time, leaving the note back on the bed before you started stripping off of your clothes, shirt first, then pants, and underwear. You were excited, the fresh, cold air hitting your soft yet curious cock, gosh, you knew Steve's gift felt incomplete after the sweater. You waited for a few minutes, back laying on the sheets of the bed, waiting for your wonderful partner.
Steps were then heard approaching the bedroom, and your breath hitched when you saw the gorgeous naked body of your wonderful partner.
Steve stepped inside the room wearing a playful grin, his uncut cock was semi-hard, he was obviously waiting for this moment with excitement. "Hey baby," he starts in a sultry voice.
You take a deep breath in, your eyes devouring his handsome body. "Hey."
"You didn't think that was the only gift, right?" He steps inside the bedroom, approaching the bed, his blue eyes looking down at you.
"I, uh, might have felt a little bad... I'm sorry about it." You knew it! Steve gets on the bed by your side, and you noticed a sweet scent coming from his body. "Did you put body lotion on you?"
You could see his cheeks turning a little more pink. "I just wanted to make the experience better for you." Then he moved to sit on top of you, but your eyebrows frowned, confused, when he sat not on your crotch but on your chest instead, back facing you.
"Uh... babe...? Is this what I think it is...?" you asked, cheeks feeling hot as you were so close to the crack between his soft bubble butt.
Steve groaned pathetitcally, feeling a little self conscious. He turned to look down at you over his shoulder, and by pure insinct, he wiggled his ass close to your face. "You've been begging for this for so long, haven't you? I won't sit fully on your face though, alright? It's for your, uhm, own safety..." His voice was shaking with lustful excitement.
Your cock jumped awake, throbbing. The dream! It has finally come to life!
"You're the best boyfriend ever..." you mumbled.
"Hmmf..." He moved closer to your face, and at some point you could notice his hesitance. "How- how do I do this now... do I just, semi-sit on top or...?"
"Don't worry babe, I'll do everything for ya'" Your hands went to grab his soft, plump cheeks to open them apart, revealing that delicious, exquisite butthole you loved eating so good. "It's a little open already, did you finger yourself?"
He didn't answer right away, perhaps from embarassment. "Maybe..."
Gosh, that just made you even hornier. You kissed one of his buttcheeks before sucking on it hard, Steve moaned lowly, pushing his ass further on you. Your attention then went back to his eager asshole, it winked at you, tempting you to go rough on it. You're a weak man when it comes to your boyfriend's perfect ass, couldn't resist it anymore, so you shoved your face in between his cheeks.
"Oh...!" Steve remained relaxed as he felt your mouth on his sensitive entrance, you kissed him gently, taking your time to send him electric shots of pleasure. "Hmm, that feels good."
"Mhm, right?" You poked his hole with the tip of your finger, digging it a bit to pull it open, enough for you to see his wet insides. "Can't wait to eat you out, love." You pushed the tip of your tongue inside, licking the pink walls quickly before pulling back. You heard Steve whining, pushing his ass even closer to your face. "Why so impatient?"
Steve groaned at your question. "I've been thinking of your mouth... Since you brought up that face sitting stuff last time... I really want your tongue deep inside my ass, I wanted to bend over so badly during the party, I just need you." His begging and whining made your cock leak and throb. His dirty words made him so much more desirable. "Please, Y/n, eat me ... Eat my ass." With his hands he held his cheeks spread open for you, asshole clenching and unclenching around nothing, needing your tongue back inside him. Like the good boyfriend you are, you motorboated his ass, excited to eat him to the point he sobs for more. "A-ah!! Ah... Y-Y/n... "
You hummed, face buried inside his ass, his cheeks clenched around your head while your tongue pushed and trashed around his asshole. You pulled back to lick the ring of muscles, making sure to be lewdly loud, knowing that just made Steve even hornier. "Tasty asshole, love ... ~" you panted before sucking by the side of his hole, just to then push your tongue back inside.
"Aaahn! Y-yes... Yes baby!" His thighs were trembling under his weight, he needed to sit down, this was too much, and you've just started. Once again, you pulled back, leaving his hole wet, lubricated, and terribly needy. Steve whined again. "Don't pull out!" he cried, yet your tongue didn't go back inside in the next followed second, and that was unforgivable for Steve. "Dammit ..." he cursed under his breath before dropping his ass on your face, fully sitting on you, asscheeks engulfing your face, asshole pressed on your nose. "Aaahn! Ah fuck..." Steve looked at you over his shoulder, yet only saw your forehead, as the rest of your face was buried under his big ass. He should be alarmed, yet found this strangely arousing. "I'm so sorry, sweetheart, but..." His hips rolled on your face, and a soft moan escaped his lips. "But this feels so good... Oh god..." He bit his lower lip as he started to grind with a little more confidence, ignoring your muffled moans. The tip of your nose bumped against his needy anus, and your mouth made him feel so warm. He should have sat on your face long ago if he knew how good this would feel.
You were in paradise meanwhile, feeling the weight of Steve's perfect ass all over your face, it was a dream come true. The smell left you disoriented, and your vision was dark under the soft mounds of flesh.
"Love, are- are you alright down there?" Steve asks while he keeps grinding his ass on you. You showed him a thumbs up, and Steve sighed, relieved. "Can you please, please baby, push it back inside?" At his request, you pushed your tongue inside his hole, not wanting to tease him any longer. He clenched around you, his inner walls sucking your tongue deeper. Steve's eyes rolled to the back of his head, his hips moved on their own, bouncing and grinding on your face. "Oh god, oh god... O-ooh..." He bounced on your tongue, using it as a small dildo for his hungry ass. For you, it was harder to breathe with how hard he pushed his ass on you, and it seems Steve wasn't noticing that little detail, too lost in the overwhelming pleasure. "Deeper baby, please, deeper!" He begged, pushing his ass harder on your face, you almost could swear he was about to crush your head. "Ah yes... Not enough..."
Your hands gripped his thighs, but he didn't even seem to notice. Your face was smothered with saliva and ass juice that was coated between his asscheeks, you couldn't even hear him clearly now. Just the consistent moaning that turned by every second even lowder and needier. You made your best to keep working inside his hole, the smell of sex grew stronger with each bounce, Steve would stop jumping on your face just to grind his ass hard on you. His hips stopped for a moment before wiggling on your face, his hole pressed against your nose, not letting you breathe while his balls smothered your mouth.
"Fuck, oh fuck!" Steve moved his hands to support himself on your thighs, he looked back down at you over his shoulder and got even more turned on to see you struggling under his ass. He should stop and check on you, but your mouth on his hole felt amazing like this. He bit his lower lip and picked up the quick pace, bouncing on your face, ass jiggling with each movement. "Eat my ass, eat it baby, oooh... oh yes...! You know you love it!" And it was true, you were loving it, eyes glazed, rolled back till they reached your throat. Your hands went to spank his jiggling ass, winning a lewd yelp from the man above. "Again, please baby, spank my ass again..." he begged, moving his hips, trying to convince you to give him more. So whiny, so slutty, you couldn't deny his request, and spanked his ass again. "Ahn! Ah yess..." He sat straight again, weight fully resting on your face. He reached for his phone on the nightstand and took a picture from above, making sure the camera captured his bubble butt engulfing your face. Best chair ever. Steve's attention returned on you. "Loving it, baby?"
"Mhmmm... hmmff..." you answered, dizzy from lack of oxygen and uncontrolled pleasure. Your dick was painfully hard, leaking, screaming for attention. Steve noticed your problem, and despite wanting to suck it, devour it, because it looked deliciously good with the way it leaked, he decided not to touch it yet, knowing you'd burst the moment his fingers brushed your length. He couldn't let that happen, he wanted all of your cum buried deep inside his hungry ass.
"Alright sweetheart, one last kiss..." Steve lift his hips. You panted heavily, mind still foggy from the intense ass eating. Your eyes went back to his wet asshole, what did Steve mean by one last kiss? If he was going to end it like this, better make that kiss be worth it. You buried your face back on his ass and french kiss his hole, tongue going deep again. "Uuhn.. hmm... baby, aah..." He sounds so weak, as if he's about to sit back down and keep you trapped under his ass for the rest of the night. Your tongue hit the spot where his prostate was hidden. "Nghh! N-nooo... gonna make me cum... o-one last kiss Y/n..." Steve wanted to pull back, but when your tongue moves so good inside him... He whimpers, he doesn't want to cum like this, not today. "Y/n, baby... ahnn... please..." You ignore him, spitting on his hole before going back to making out with his hole. Steve's cock leaks like a broken faucet on your chest, he doesn't move, eyes lost, too focused on the way your tongue is cleaning him deep. "Shit... shit, love... don't wanna cum like this..." he whines pathetically.
You finally stop, biting softly his buttcheek. "How do you wanna cum, precious?" you ask.
Steve's panting, feeling so uncomfortably emtpy. "With your big, fat cock deep inside him... wanna have you pound me hard... please Y/n... please... fuck me hard, destroy my ass... ruin it forever, leave me wide open and full of your tasty cum... fuck me, fuck me, please baby fuck me..." Steve's mind was full of wild, dirty sex. He didn't want anything else, he wanted to be fucked, used, destroyed. "Fuckmefuckmefuckme please!" His eyes filled with tears from desperation. Empty, he felt so fucking empty. Needed cock, wanted cock so bad.
With a swift movement, you moved away from under him and positioned yourself kneelight behind his ass. Your hand grabbed firmly his hips while the other helped your cock find the way to paradise. "You're so fucking hot when you become so needy, love..." Steve whimpered at your words, it always ends up like this whenever you two have sex, he doesn't seem to control himself, he just turns into a mindless, needy, horny man wanting his partner's cock. You decide not to go gentle with him, he doesn't want it gentle, he wants it rough, so you shove your length deep inside him with one harsh pound.
"Ahhnn!! Fuuuck fuck! Baby!" Steve cries, one tear rolling down his cheek. His ass tightens around your cock, stealing a moan from you.
"Fuck, I'll never get tired of that butt, love," you pant, pulling out for a moment before burying your cock back inside.
"Nghhh! Haaa..." His tongue lolled out, panting like a dog as he took all of you inside him. It felt amazing, it always felt amazing how your cock filled him completely, hitting his prostate and every sensitive spot.
Meanwhile, the wetness and tightness of his hungry anus almost brought you to an immediate, strong orgasm. You were so close to fill your partner with cum like a donut, your balls ached with the gurgling cum waiting to be released. It was your only goal now, make sure Steve remains stuffed for the rest of the night. Hands firm on the blond man's hips, you quicken up the pace, hips clapping against his cheeks with each thrust.
Steve's hands turned into fists as he gripped the sheets with so much strength his knucked turned white, he wasn't trying to stifle his moans anymore, letting all these obscene sounds out.
"Love that, babe?" you asked with a cocky grin, pounding hard inside him, the captain's ass jiggling, waves of flesh becoming more visible from your angle.
"Yes! Yes! Love it! I luv it so much!" he pants, eyes crossed as he's dragged back and forward with each pound. "Harder, please fuck me harder!"
So whiny and demanding. You spank his ass to which Steve whines pathetically before squeezing his ass and fucking him slow, but hard and deep. "You're so demanding, love, so whiny and needy," you say with a soft voice, even if you were fucking him agressively.
Steve, now feeling weak after surrendering to the overwhelming pleasure, tries to clench around your dick one last time, but he can't, he doesn't have the strength anymore. His thighs quiver, and his dick hurts. "So close... so close... gonna cum, gonna cum a lot..." he keeps repeating like a mantra.
"You wanna cum?"
Your boyfriend nods, whimpering. "Uh-huunn...need to cum, please... please let me cum..."
You pull back from him, and Steve immediately starts whining, complaining about how empty he feels and how mean you are for edging him. But it wasn’t really the case, you flipped him on his back, pushed his legs back on his chest and slammed your cock back inside, ripping a powerful orgasm from Steve.
“Haaannnn!! Nghh! Ha! Haaa…” His back arches, his cock stiffens as large ropes of cum shoot, leaving a mess all over himself. Steve whimpers, little tears coming down from his eyes. “Meanie…” he whimpers, yet deep inside, he loved every second of it.
“I’m sorry, love, let me reward you for that wonderful birthday gift you just gave me.” You go back to fucking him quick, Steve whines from overstimulation as his cock tries to wake up again. The wet clapping turns messier, until it stops abruptly with you burying yourself deep inside his ass while you groan out loud. Steve’s eyes roll to the back of his head as his mouth hangs up in a silent cry.
Cum starts dripping from the sides of his pink, puffy hole. You pull back slowly, balls feeling less heavy. Steve’s hole remains wide open with white insides, with some cum running down between his cheeks. You love the sight, so you scoop some of the cum with your fingers and push it back inside.
“Hmmf!” whimpers Steve.
“Thank you, baby.” You lower down to kiss the tears away from his flushed cheeks. “Best birthday ever.”
Steve smiles weakly. “Everything for you, sweetheart.”
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Sorry for the birthday left. I was surprised to reach above the 4k words tho.
Hello so I’m the guy who talked about the top male student x bottom male teacher and I was thinking of it just being random like no specific character just top male reader x bottom male teacher but if you want I wouldn’t mind you making the teacher Indiana jones if you are a fan of the franchise if not then can you just let the characters not be specific please?
Ooooh okay no problem. I'm not really into Indiana Jones and the request isn't really a birthday fic, but no worries, I'll keep it then unspecified.
The mandatory original fics; Yandere Winter Soldier, Part 2 of Werewolf Bucky.
As promised, 2 original fics will be posted, 2 requests will be answered, 2 comissions will also be posted. So far 1 comission has been posted. And I still haven't finished birthday fics.
But, despite having already a lot on my plate, I get new ideas.
I want to DEFINITELY write Lawyer! Secretly mutant (until it's not a secret anymore) Male Reader x Gambit.
And, my latest idea, Supermodel! Male Reader x Any character.
I do not know with who should I write the latest idea, so I'm open for any ideas. If I receive many names, I'll do a poll with them.
Alerts of possible tornados and actual storms, plus I smell burnt wood.
There's probably a house or building on fire right now (because every summer there MUST be a fire incident, so I know the smell), hopefully it's not mine.
😌
(the whole sky today had the filter of desert breaking bad. Y'all can imagine the air quality.)
I've received a request for Top! Male Reader Student x Bottom! Character Teacher.
I'm not sure if you have a specific character in mind, or if you're leaving it to me freestyle. If you're giving me the chance to choose... I'll do a Bottom! Gambit x Top! Male Reader, because I haven't written for Gambit in a while.
