UPDATED: 01/18/2024 (check out my library blog @missacidburn928s-heathenhideaway for a more up to date list of my stories)
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AU's abound here. I rarely stick to canon. My world. My rules.
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I am a poet as well, so don't be surprised if you see me post my original poetry here as well. This blog is a safe space for me and I will post what I wish.
Happy Reading Heathens!
Series:
Affinity
Snapshots and moments between Alpha Bucky and his sweet little Omega
Edit: This duo turned into a throuple thanks to a certain Captain. So there will be snapshots between Alpha Steve and their sweet little Omega both all together and separate mixed in.
There is no chronological order to this series so if you only want to read about one pairing you'll easily be able to do so.
Sandalwood, Leather, Mead & Honey
Thor x POC Singer!Reader “Honey” x Bucky.
Thor x POC Singer!Reader “Honey” x Bucky x Steve.
Snapshots and stories following four souls in love.
Dalliance of Sin
Nomad Steve and his best girl...
Sinner's Prayer
Mafia!Stucky x POC Escort!Reader “Sin”
Of all my sins, you're the one I love most…
Stories (Chaptered Fics):
Why Did Love Put A Gun In My Hand
Mafia AU Mafia!Avengers x POC Reader "Jinx"
Lucien “Luci” Greco, your piece of shit ex, has come to NY looking for you. He's the reason you had to leave everything behind in the first place. Didn't stop him from searching for you though. The long lost mafia princess. He needs you if he is ever to rightfully take over the family from your father Declan.
Little does he know you're doing mercenary work for the highest bidder. He still thinks you're some wilting damsel, a spoiled little princess. Your daddy didn't raise you that way though. You've been primed to take over since birth. Too bad he beat the shit out of you so badly you had to run for your safety.
Somehow, even trying to stay under the radar you've befriended the damn Avengers family. A misfit mafia if you’ve ever seen one. You’re all after the same enemy afterall. Maybe, it's time to finally let someone or several someones in, so you can live life without constantly looking over your shoulder.
Question is, do you even want the crown anymore?
LUNATIC
Avengers x POC Reader "Nyx"
We could be covered in blood together if you stopped playing hard to get…
One-Shots:
A Well Deserved Break
Stucky x Reader
Fatigued after months of back to back missions, Y/N decides it’s time for a much needed break from the hustle and bustle of being earth's mightiest defenders. Just a quick little trip to Vegas for some fun and debauchery.
Soothe My Soul
Thor x OFC x Steve
A relationship is tested. How will they all fair in the end?
I've got all these issues. Will you be my prescription?
Bucky x POC Reader
A fight about your safety ensues when pictures of the two of you together get leaked by a fellow agent and former one night stand. He's livid that your relationship is exposed to the world and now could be used against him. You could care less who knows about your relationship. You've been together over a year, you knew what dating the former Winter Soldier brought with it. No, you're pissed that some bitch, who doesn't even count as an ex, is trying to ruin the best thing to happen to you.
Don't care if it sounds cold. It is, what it is.
Bucky x POC!Reader
Ex!Steve x POC!Reader
Steve returns 3 years after he left for the past. Wanting the life he had with you before back without consequence. Too bad you’ve moved on with someone he least expected.
Crossover:
It's hard for me to say, I'm jealous of the way, you're happy without me...
Hunterverse AU
Sy, Walter, Curtis (Lumberjack & the 2 bears) x POC Reader "Havoc/TG"
Ex Dean x Reader
Platonic Sam x Reader
Numerous SPN Characters
It’s been quite some time since you last laid eyes on the Winchesters. So naturally they just so happen to stumble into your bar looking for some help on a case. Dean notices that as much as some things have stayed the same regarding you, others have certainly changed. Like your relationship status with not one but three men.
Moonlight & Fang
Fantasy/Little Red Riding Hood/ABO AU
Alpha!Jax Teller, Dean Winchester, Captain Syverson, Ari Levinson, Bucky Barnes x OC Omega!Selene/Red
Their sweet words fall like bittersweet honey. Lacing pain and menace under a sugary facade. Coating everything. Sticky, sweet and unthreatening. All earth and warmth. The best disguise for unsuspecting beings, with open hearts and damaged souls. A succulent entree for her sharp teeth to feast upon. For she is made of moonlight and fang. All charm and soulful eyes. While hiding an all encompassing darkness inside. Sinful lips with a deadly tongue. Patiently waiting for her prey to become safe and lucid. Drunk off of her words and lingering touch. When their red hoods fall, exposing the softness of their throats. Her eyes become bigger, as her hunger and lust for flesh grows. Just one bite and she'll change your life.
My, oh my.
What big fangs you have my dear.
You're The Coffee That I Need In The Morning...
Captain Sy x POC Reader
Biker!Bucky x POC Reader
Just saying you love someone is not enough. As they always say…Actions speak louder than words. Inaction also has its consequences. The results may vary and not everyone gets a happy ending.
I've got to feel, how it feels, to be loved by you...
Alpha!Captain Syverson x Omega!POC!Reader "Sunny"
No matter the circumstances, love finds a way. It’s up to you to accept them.
Why you calling me tonight?
Ex!August Walker x POC!Reader
Walter Marshall x POC!Reader
The grass is never truly greener on the other side and all that jazz. It is never easy to walk away from something you love, but sometimes it’s the best thing you can do. Just remember, the better tended garden will always produce the brightest blooms.
The Perks Of Being A Fiend
Alpha!Jax Teller x Omega!POC!Reader "LuLu"
There's no in-between, we only do extremes. He can get on my LAST nerve, but honestly, I wouldn't have it any other way.
Let Me Spell It Out For You
Jax Teller x Rockstar!Reader "Firefly"
ExBf!Rockstar!Steve Rogers x Reader
It’s Battle of the Bands Night at your local hole in the wall bar run by SAMCROW. You're currently dating their prez Jax Teller. Your lifelong best friend and first real love. Somehow your ex, Steve Rogers and his band The Howlies have shown up, vying for top spot and the cash prize. Such a shame they’ll have to go against you and your all girl group Serenity. It’s going to be a verbal bloodbath and you can’t wait to humiliate his arrogant ass.
A collection of stories themed around a specific song or album.
Just saying you love someone is not enough. As they always say…Actions speak louder than words. Inaction also has its consequences. The results may vary and not everyone gets a happy ending.
Finally pulling this gem from ao3 soon. I not only revamped and finished the story but I also turned into my 2nd self published book Coffee Cups & Blank Pages under my pen name Kita Jayne Scott.
So if you enjoyed the story and wanted to see how it all played out or liked the concept but they just werent your ships give my book a read. Its been available on kindle umlinited and will continue to be.
From today until February 3rd it will be free to purchase on Amazon. Its the best time to snag it!
Coffee Cups & Blank Pages - Kindle edition by Scott, Kita Jayne. Contemporary Romance Kindle eBooks @ Amazon.com.
We could be covered in blood together if you stopped playing hard to get...
Warnings: 18+ Only
Smut, Blood and Violence, Canon-Typical Violence, Sex Work, BDSM, Polyamory, Female Character of Color, Kinks, Kink Exploration, Pansexual Character, Erotic Electrostimulation, Sex Club, Strip Tease, Pole Dancing, Light Bondage, Rope Bondage, Public Humiliation, Humiliation, Girls Kissing, Original Female Character(s) - Freeform, Knifeplay, Blood, Blood Kink, Blood and Torture, Threesome, Burlesque, Oral Sex, Sex, Public Sex, Sex Toys, Vaginal Sex, And Many More...
Notes:
Hello Heathens!
This story came about from a blend of my love for villainous characters of every gender who create chaos with a purpose, and my love for blood and horror. (Seriously, I've been horror obsessed since age 10. It's bad lol)
I wanted to write something that spoke to the darkness in my soul and the wickedness of my hedonistic mind. This is the product of that. I will be adding to it when the need strikes me and my muse allows.
The prologue and Chap 1 will be setting the stage and relatively smut free. They will still have themes of sex in them though, hence the explicit rating from the start. Starting at chapter 2 the smutty goodness will begin and continue on.
Alright enough of my rambling.
HAPPY READING HEATHENS 🖤
(IN PROGRESS)
Chapters: can also be read on ao3
Prologue
I
II
III
IV
Halloween Special:
The team spends another year at Sins to celebrate All Hallows Eve. What goodies does POC!Reader "Nyx" have in store for them?
(Start with the Prologue. Pick an Avenger/s in any order you choose. Finish with the Epilogue)
Prologue
Freak Like Me: Tony x POC!Reader "Nyx"
Be Careful What You Wish For: Clint x POC!Reader "Nyx"
It's Twisted And Dark, But It's Kind Of A Vibe: Natasha x POC!Reader "Nyx"
I'm Only Good At Being Bad: Steve x POC!Reader "Nyx"
You Get Me Closer To God: Thor x POC!Reader "Nyx"
Light Me Up And Breathe In: Bruce x POC!Reader "Nyx"
Something Takes A Part Of Me: Bucky x POC!Reader "Nyx" x August Walker x Walter Marshall
Fandoms stopped being a fun escape from reality when people started spreading the belief that you should prioritize purity over pleasure and the art you create must be a reflection of your moral standards at all times.
Moonlight & Fang has been edited and revamped into a novella available on Kindle Unlimited and for ebook. Give it some love if you'd like to help and indie author out. Also check out my other books if you'd like.
Older!Eddie x POC!Reader
My date can’t seem to handle my roommate Eddie’s rather loud antics. Leaving me all worked up with no one to play with. I will get my happy ending tonight. One way or another.
Warnings:
18+ MDNI, Porn with Feelings, Fluff and Smut, Humor, they were roommates, Friends to Lovers, Cockblocking
Notes:
Totally inspired by my own drabble combined with the sexual power rock n roll has on me.
Happy Reading Heathens!
Banner @cafekitsune
Divider @firefly-graphics
Tonight’s date went pretty well, if I do say so myself. The tall shirtless drink of water pinning me down with his weight as he grinds his jean covered bulge between my thighs is more than enough evidence to support my ruling.
If the way he is kissing me is anything to go by, I won’t be getting much sleep tonight.
As if sensing that things are heating up further the familiar acoustic riff that starts off Metallica’s Enter Sandman begins to bleed through the walls. I hear the crackle of Eddie’s amp turn on and from experience I know that in about 20 seconds his skilled fingers are going to be strumming along with James Hetfield’s heavy electric riffs.
Right on cue and tempo Eddie turns our apartment into his own personal concert hall.
This is nothing new for me. Having a roommate and best friend who has dreams of becoming a rock star even while he bartend's to pay the bills, means I am privy to impromptu concerts more often than not.
While I have no problem with the heavy metal sound emanating from the wall we share, my date on the other hand can’t seem to ignore it. It’s bothersome enough that he breaks our makeout session and gets up from the bed.
Going so far as to grab his shirt and put it back on. “I’m sorry. I just can’t do this with all that racket. Plus what if he hears us. I don’t need an audience. It was nice but I’m gonna go. Call me when you and your apartment are free.”
I don’t even get a chance to grab a shirt to put back on before he’s pulling my door open and heading down the hall. I chase after him in my bra and ripped denim, uncaring of my state of dress. I hear the door to my apartment softly close before my bare feet can catch up to him.
“Fuck” I scream as the loud rock finally cuts out. Perfect timing yet again.
The tell tale sound of Eddie’s door opening can be heard down the now quiet hall as he emerges to see what’s going on.
Finding me in my half dressed state, hair mussed up from the fingers that were just buried in it, I watch as his soft brown eyes peruse my frame.
I’m not the only one in a state of undress. Eddie is standing before me in nothing more than his favorite pair of ratty old gray sweatpants. The thread bare ones, with the hole in the knee that he just can’t seem to get rid of. Or wear boxers underneath. Trust me, they leave nothing to the imagination and that for sure is not helping my horned up state.
“Way to go Eds. Your tasty riffs drove my date away right before things really got good. Now I’m not only horny as hell without a hand to help get me off. But I’m pissed to all hell that something so small as you rocking out in your room drove him away so easily.” I grit out that last sentence.
Eddie just stares at me. A look of frustration held in his brows.
“What? Got something to say? Regale me with your victory over a successful cock block?” I spit out.
He shakes his head and chuckles. Actually fucking chuckles. "You drive me fucking crazy you know that."
"Me, drive you crazy! Hnf. You have got to be kidding me. How in the hell do I drive you crazy huh?" I demand.
"You want the whole list or just the highlights?" He calmly inquires. Pissing me off all the more.
"I'm a big girl. Hit me with your number one grievance."
"You asked for it." He cracks his neck and loosens his shoulders. "It drives me up a wall when you bring home these assholes. And you're all giggly and aroused dragging them to your room. Where I'm stuck listening to you make the most sinful sounds that my dick can’t help but stand at attention to.”
He takes a step closer to me. “It drives me crazy that I'm jealous over the fact that I'm not the one pulling all those beautiful moans from your body.”
Another step. “It drives me crazy that I stroke my cock in time with whatever rhythm the douche between your legs has going so that I can cum when you do.”
With a final step he almost closes the gap between us. “It drives me crazy that. Your. Still. Not. Mine."
I watch as his chest rises and falls with the exertion of his impassioned confession. Fists clenching and unclenching at his sides. As if he is restraining himself from touching me.
"We should rectify that then." I declare.
His jaw ticks. Tongue quickly running across his bottom lip before he bites it. "I'd advise you not to tease me right now, nymph."
"Who's teasing?" With no preamble, I proceed to unzip my jeans and shimmy them down my hips. I give him a moment to react before I continue removing what remains of my clothing into a pile on the floor.
His eyes dilate before me. Taking his time as they wander over my exposed flesh. With a growl he closes the gap between us. Placing my face between his large callused hands and pulling me into a devastating kiss.
It's all consuming. A release of every held back emotion. Accompanied by the years of sexual tension we’d built up.
This right here could quickly become my new addiction. Not even my wildest dreams could imagine just how intoxicating Eddie’s kiss could be. No doubt about it, I'm a goner.
When it feels as if my lungs might explode from lack of oxygen, he pulls back. Allowing me a moment to catch my breath and try and steady my racing heart.
His handsome face is adorned with the most devilish of smiles. "Your room or mine?”
“Why must it be either? The whole apartment is ours. Why not christen the place we spend the most time in? Plus the couch is so much closer and with these currently weak knees, a short journey sounds nice.”
He holds my chin. Teasing his thumb along my lips. “Because the first time you scream my name out in pleasure as you ride my tongue will be in the comfort of a plush bed. I want your moans to echo off the walls, coating them like fresh paint as I erase any trace of the ones before me.”
“Fuck.” I swallow. “If that’s the case then my room it is. Just give me a moment to let my legs know they need to get moving.”
“No need.” He surprises me by quickly scoping me up into arms with ease. “I’ve got you baby. You need to conserve your energy anyway.” He chuckles.
“You’re sneakily strong, Eds. I am not a tiny delicate flower and yet you're moving me around as if I am one. What gives? Does moving around amps and bar-backing really make you that strong?”
“Amps and Kegs are no joke when it comes to heft. Probably as good of a workout as straight weightlifting. Your weight is of no concern to me anyway. I was going to be picking you up and carrying you to bed regardless.”
“Ohh. As if you were my very own Wesley. I like it.”
He nods his head. “As you wish.”
The journey to my bedroom was rather quick. Before I could wrap my head around what was about to happen I was landing on my mattress with a soft thud. As I rose to rest on my elbows, I watched on with rapt attention as Eddie practically prowled up my bed. Caressing my legs before gently spreading my thighs apart to give him an unobscured view of my weeping pussy.
“Do you know how many times I have fantasized about being between these soft thighs and seeing just how wet you were for me.” He practically moans. “This pussy is fucking perfection baby girl. A piece of art that can never be replicated. I feast for the flesh as well as the tongue. A never ending ambrosia to which I may gorge myself upon.”
“Holy fuck Eds. I knew you were good with your words when it came to DMing and song writing. But that right there was some seat dampening swoon worthy material. You’re as charismatic as a cult leader. I would gladly kneel before your altar and follow you anywhere if you kept speaking to me like that.”
“Did you mean to say all of that out loud?”
“Not all of it but what the hell it’s true.”
“You are sober right now right?” He asks with sincerity in his eyes.
“Yes, Eddie. I may be horny as hell but I am of sound body and mind. You’re in the clear.”
“Good. I want you to remember every moment of this as it will be a story we tell our grandkids one day.”
“Speaking of forever already?”
“I’ve waited this long to have a chance to make you mine. I’m never letting you go. We already act like an old married couple without all the raunchy bits. Might as well make it official.”
“You gonna wax poetic all night or are you going to show me what I’ve been missing all these years?”
“Always such a fucking brat”
As I open my mouth, a fresh retort on my tongue, Eddie dips his head between my thighs and runs his tongue up my cunt from entrance to clit. Sucking my little pearl into his mouth and rendering me speechless. A whimper is all that escapes my throat.
He barely raises his head from my mound. Eyes closed as he not so subtly licks his lips. “Now I know your wound up real tight baby. So I’m going to go ahead and help you get that first O out of the way. Hold on to something. This is going to be quick.”
“You can’t seriously be that cocky that you think you can get me off tha…”
More words die in my throat as Eddie shows me just how dexterous his tongue is combined with those goddess damned talented fingers. I feel the tingle in the base of my spine travel throughout my nervous system, ramping up for detonation. Quicker than any person or toy has before, Eddie somehow finds the cheat code on my climax and I explode with a surprised yelp.
One that turns into a tortuous moan, as the man between my thighs, my best friend and roommate, continues his assault on my pussy like I hadn’t just made a mess on his face.
Time evades me as I sink deeper and deeper into his erotic orbit. A slave to the way he is making my body feel. And he hasn’t even taken his dick out yet. Who knows what magic that wand possesses. I am both excited and scared to find out.
I come once more on his tongue. My hands moving to push against the prickly hairs along his buzzed head to give my overstimulated pussy a break. With a growl and a nip to my inner thighs he finally raises back onto his haunches.
“I could happily spend the rest of the night gorging myself on your sweet little pussy. You better have a good reason for interrupting my meal.”
“T-too…sen-sensitive.” I mumble out.
“You’re still able to talk.” He rises off of the bed and dips his thumbs into the waistband of his sweats. “Therefore you’re not nearly overstimulated enough.”
With a dark chuckle he lets his sweats drop to the floor. Fully exposing himself to me for the first time. Sweet Satan is his cock magnificent. It’s long enough to be above average and certainly thick enough to have me feeling him for days after.
A whimper escapes me while I watch as he slowly strokes himself to the visual of me splayed out and wanton before him. A bead of precome dangles from his tip until it is met with his thumb and is dispersed along his shaft.
I can’t take my eyes off of it. Licking my lips as if I could somehow catch a taste from the scent of him wafting through the air.
“You’re looking a little hungry yourself there baby. Wanna taste?”
“Please”
He walks towards the head of the bed where I’m leaning on my elbows.
“Open wide and stick out your tongue nymph.”
I happily do as I’m told and am rewarded with the heft of his head laid against my tongue. The flavor of him dancing along my taste buds; making me salivate.
I close my mouth around his tip. Hollowing my cheeks as I slowly suck him down as far as my throat will allow. Which luckily for me is to the base, as the coarse curls along his pelvis tickling my nose would suggest.
As I go to swallow around the girth obstructing my airways, Eddie’s hand reaches down. Threading his thick digits through my hair and pulling me off of him. A string of saliva connecting my bottom lip to his tip as I take a hefty gulp of air.
“I told you only a taste.” He tightens his fingers and wrenches my head back to look at him in his glazed over lust ridden eyes. “Do you know how close I was to coming down this pretty little throat when you sucked me down like it was nothing?”
I shake my head no to the best of my abilities while he still has a hold of my hair. He climbs back onto the bed, releasing my hair in the process as he finds himself back between my thighs. I can feel the heat radiating off of his skin now that there is no longer the barrier of his sweats between us.
“I should tease you. Have you begging for me to split you open.” His fingers begin to ghost along my body in no particular fashion. Close enough I can sense them there but not feel their flesh. My body begins to move as if puppeteered. Seeking the warmth of his touch.
“You’re so damn responsive. I need to see what happens when I…”
He cuts off his sentence as he guides himself inside me. Just as slow as when I swallowed him down my throat. The stretch is exquisite. A dull throb of pleasurable pain as my body accepts him for the first time.
My eyes roll back into my head and I moan out his name on a gasp.
“Fuck. Look at you darling.” He swivels his hips. Pushing himself deeper inside me. “Not even a full stroke and your cock drunk already.”
“Please.” I beg. “Move. I’m so full. Want you to wreck me. Make me yours Eddie.”
He grabs my throat and pulls my torso up so that he could crash his lips to mine. He pulls back his lips at the same time he does his hips. “As you wish”
He slams forward, right into my sweet spongy spot. Eliciting a wail from my lungs. One hand stays around my throat as the other grips my thigh for purchase.
From there I find myself drowning in a sea of pleasure. Losing myself to the almost feral treatment Eddie is taking out on my body.
Our coupling is loud and borderline violent. As evidenced by the deep red lines of scratch marks now decorating Eddie’s back and the love bites emerging on my clavicle and shoulders.
The pain keeping us grounded, as the pleasure threatens to consume us.
“Shit. I can’t hold back anymore, baby. This pussy just keeps squeezing me so fucking good. Where do you want me to come baby girl?”
“In me.” I whine. “Fill me up. Claim me.”
“Fuck. I love how affected you are by me. You sure? Can’t have you regret this post O.”
“Yes I’m sure. Now come inside me already. I’m close too.”
He lowers himself down to where our chests meet skin to skin. Resting his forehead against mine.
“As you wish.”
He takes a moment to just breathe me in before pulling his hips back and snapping forward. Making me scream out in bliss.
“My sweet nymph liked that didn’t she? Little pussy clamped down on me real tight.” He swivels his hips, grazing my g spot once more. “That’s right baby. Your sweet cunt knows that I’m all yours just like you're all mine.”
Apparently a proclamation of mutual claims is all I needed to send my soul off into orbit as jump headfirst over the cliff into a mind numbing orgasm. It feels as if my body and soul have shattered into a million pieces. Eddie’s magical dick, the one thing that can bring me back to Earth.
The only sound that I can produce as my pussy locks down on his girth like a vice is a deep guttural moan. The sound combined with the suffocation of my silken walls around him is enough to trigger his own soul marking orgasm.
Pushing in as deep as our hips will allow, he notches his tip right up against my cervix.
With his face buried in my neck and a hand entangled in my hair he detonates. Letting lose a cacophony of growly sensual moans as his cock swells and he paints my insides in ropes of creamy white.
For a moment, we both just lay there. Tangled together while we come down from our respective highs. Eddie’s weight atop of me is a comfort, as my fingers trace invisible paths along his reddened back.
“I know we will need to talk about what happened tonight.” Eddie mumbles into my chest. “And trust me I’m not trying to avoid it. But can it wait til the morning? I want to hold onto this for as long as I can, just in case.”
I can sense his fear and instead of pressing the issue now, I decide to deal with his insecurities tomorrow. “As you wish, Eddie. As you wish.”
Why is my pillow so damn hard and warm? Am I going to have to spend my day searching for a new one to buy?
Unwilling to deal with an uncomfortable place to rest my head, I give it a couple hardy smacks to help soften it back up. What I expect to hear is the soft thud of cotton and fluff. Instead my hands are met with the distinct feeling of flesh on flesh as my ears are greeted with a pained grunt.
“Fuck, darlin. Why is violence always your go to answer to everything?”
That’s Eddie’s voice.
“If you're upset I’m still in your bed, I’ll go. No need to smack the shit out of me.”
The night before comes crashing back through my mind. A playback on 2x speed of our escapades.
I quickly shoot up to a seated position. Taking a moment to admire Eddie’s naked flesh in the morning light before straddling his thighs.
“No. Don’t go.” I lean forward and kiss him. Who gives a damn about morning breath right now. “I thought you were my pillow.”
He squeezes my hips and smiles. “You always that mean to your pillow?”
“Forget about my pillow. You’re still here. I thought you’d have snuck out at some point last night. Write this off as one off.”
“Not a chance in hell baby girl.” He grins. “I told you we were going to have to talk about what last night meant for us going forward.”
“And what does it mean Eddie?”
“For me, everything.” He says with conviction.
“Everything?”
“I finally got to have you in a way I have been dreaming of for years. Not just bits and pieces. I have had you fully and completely now. Boundaries crossed. Barriers knocked down. And I don’t ever want to go back to the way it was. But I will if that is what you want of course.”
“Wait, so you’re telling me that you’ve wanted to be more than best friends. More than just roommates this entire time?”
“Guilty as charged.”
“Why didn’t you say anything you weirdo?”
“Because I saw the kinds of guys you date and bring home. Jockey himbo types like Steve. I didn’t fit the criteria.”
“You absolute idiot.” I can’t help but laugh. “Did you think that maybe I dated and brought home those types of guys so they wouldn’t get attached and notice I was longing for someone else?”
“What? No. Who the hell would you be longing for? Every man we know wants you.” A look of confusion like a puppy crosses his face.
“That person would be you Eddie. Why else did you think I agreed to live with you?”
“To torture me by walking around in those damn little shorts and tank tops with no bra.”
“Me torture you? How bout you and those damn shredded band tees and raggedy gray sweats, manspreading on the couch.”
“Alright. Alright. I get it. We both clearly have feelings for each other. As if we’re in a fucking Rom Com. So what are we going to do about it now that we know what the other tastes like?”
“I mean to be honest you had a far better taste than I did.”
“Need me to come down that pretty little throat baby girl? Help you make an informed decision?” He runs his fingers along my throat and down my chest.
“The decision to make us an official thing a reality is already made, but I’m not going to object to a morning shot of protein.”
He groans below me before turning us over. “You’re going to be the death of me now aren’t ya?”
“Maybe.” I smile sweetly. “But you’ll enjoy the ride all the same. Now can I suck your dick already? I heard a high protein breakfast is a great way to start the day.”
I've been battling a depressive episode so writing has taken a bit of a back seat as all my energy is allocated else where. I do have some WIPs that I don't mind sharing. Maybe if there's interest in a particular one or two I'll give me some energy to finish it/them.
Anyway you can find them under the cut. As always 18+ MDNI just to be safe.
Bucky Barnes x POC!Reader
“Where is she?”
The team, spread out among the couches and recliners in the media room barely registers his presence. A frustrated growl begins to emit from his chest. This gets Steve’s attention. Before he can respond, Sam, eyes glued to the screen pipes up.
“She’s probably still in her room, man. Haven’t seen her since we got back yesterday and she said she was going to clean up and catch up on sleep. No need to be all growly about it.”
He clenches his jaw and cracks his neck. Vibranium fingers tightened into a fist at his side.
“Buck, are you alright?” Steve finally takes in his best friend's disheveled state. He’s still in his tactical gear with a visible tear along his abdomen. “What’s going on?”
He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. As if fortifying himself before answering.
“She’s not picking up her phone. She didn't sound right when I spoke to her last and that was two days ago. I got off the jet and came straight here.”
“You haven’t been debriefed yet?”
“I need to set my eyes on her before that can happen. Something feels off Steve. I need to know that she is okay.”
“Okay Buck. Want me to head over to her room with you?”
“I don’t want to ruin your movie night.”
“You’re not.” Steve rises from his favorite recliner and makes his way over. Placing a reassuring hand on Bucky's shoulder. “Let’s go check on your girl. I’m sure she’s fine.”
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You’re burrowed deep within your weighted blanket. Cocooned in the comfort that the darkness provides. It’s minky softness soothing your overly sensitive bare skin.
“They haven't even checked on you since you walked off the jet. They don’t care about you like I do little lamb.”
“You’re lying. Bucky cares. I know he does.”
“Then where is your precious white wolf? That dreaded device you carry around stopped ringing hours ago.”
“I-”
The door unlocking and slowly opening halts your argument with the demon that resides within you.
“Dollface? It’s me. I was finishing up a mission when you returned. I’m sorry I wasn’t here when you got back. You stopped answering your phone and it kept going straight to voicemail. I skipped my debrief. I needed to make sure you were okay, baby.”
“B-bucky.” You whispered out. Voice rough from non use.
“Oh, baby.”
He rushes towards your balled up frame and digs through the covers until he reveals your face. Listless eyes connect with his own. Their usual brightness missing.
“You’re here.” You reach out to touch his handsome scruffy face. The movement sluggish as your limbs feel like paperweights.
“Of course I am. I always come home to you.”
“He said-”
He gently places his black and gold vibrainium fingers to your lips. Silencing you.
“It doesn’t matter what he said. It’s not true. He’ll say anything to gain control back of you.”
He runs his thumb along your bottom lip and places a kiss on your forehead. You sink into the blissful feeling.
“His voice is so loud. He hasn't quieted down since we finished fighting.”
“Did you have to use him?”
“He saved me.” You whisper. “We were fighting through a room full of hydra lackeys and I got snuck up on. I was pinned to the ground with two hands wrapped around my neck. I didn’t even have time to panic or try and fight back before Bael took over. He used my hands to rip that man's heart out from his chest. Once I was free he gave me use of my body once more but his voice remained steady. Aiding me in the destruction of their compound.”
“Of course he did.” He wraps his arms around you and pulls you close. “Thank you for saving her.”
“Why is he thanking me? I would never let anything happen to my precious little lamb. A demon I may be but I take my vows very seriously.”
“Because he loves me and hates that he wasn’t there to protect me himself.”
“Where’d you go? Is he talking to you right now?”
“Yes. He wanted to know why you thanked him because he takes his vows very seriously and would never let anything happen to me.”
“I’m very aware of that. Doesn’t change my gratitude.”
“What is wrong with this man? Why isn’t he fearful of my connection to you?”
“I told you. He loves me.”
“What’s that smile for?”
“I think you shocked him. He’s wondering what’s wrong with you that makes it so you’re not scared of his connection to me.”
Bucky chuckles. “I know how to share. Plus he was here first.”
“Okay I am starting to see why you enjoy him so much. That pride and lust he radiates towards you is delicious.”
“Have you never felt that from him before?”
“I’ve kept a barrier up and only fed after the fact on the residual emotions I thrive on so as to not influence you too much in your day to day life.”
“Interesting. What’s changed now?”
“I want to feel all he has to give you. There is something about this man that calls to my own darkness. I’m curious if he may be an unknown vessel of mine. My brothers all have them. The last one of mine I knew of was over 100 years ago.”
“What do you mean by vessel?”
“His body is meant to house my essence without need of spell work, blood pacts or vows.”
“You could possess him? But what would happen to his own soul?”
“Nothing. He would still be him but with my essence merged with his own. Plus the added bonus of my powers.”
“So not like what we have?”
“Similar but no not like what we have, no.”
“What happens to our vows?”
“Oh my sweet little lamb. Those are for eternity. They would remain in place even if a piece of me is no longer attached to your soul. We’re bonded. I am yours just as you are mine.”
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Ex!Steve Rogers x POC!Goddess!Avenger!Reader “Ci” Bucky x POC!Goddess!Avenger!Reader “Ci”
“You’re so cute when you’re half asleep like this.”
“I’m a Goddess for crying out loud. I don’t do ‘cute’. Devastatingly beautiful, I’ll take. But, cute. You can do much better than that. Or do I need to call in Loki for a lesson in the use of a silver tongue?”
“I’m going to miss this sassy mouth of yours and the many talented things it does. Can we just stay home so I can fuck your brains out instead of you leaving for an undetermined time on a mission?”
“I’d much rather prefer that but duty calls. I need to be at the hangar in an hour as it is. Will you settle for a see you later fuck?”
“Only if you let me do that thing with my tongue that I know drives you crazy.”
Steve and I have been sent out on a mission together.
A mission no one else can do as it involves a prior mark that we went undercover as a married couple to gather intel on. So of course we have to play house in a two bedroom condo that only has one bed.
Thanks, Tony.
We have to assume we are being watched and so our cover must never truly break. We have to be a believable couple. A still very much in love trying to make a baby type of couple.
It’s the perfect opportunity for Steve to put on the charm and work his way back into my good graces. Maybe even earn a place back at my side somehow.
The old Steve has been on full display. The Captain America bravado set to the side as he fully embraces what could have been his if he had only stopped playing games.
Tonight, while checking up on things in the one room warded against any and all unwanted eyes, a message arrives over the secure server, from Bucky. Informing us that we are being very closely watched and that for a couple trying to conceive not a lot of action seems to be taking place in the bedroom.
“You have got to be shitting me.”
Steve shuffles in closer to my side and leans down to whisper in my ear. “Looks like we need to put on a show, so as to not blow our cover. Shouldn’t be too hard to convince them that you're primed for breeding.”
A pleasant shiver runs down my spine as his breath tickles along my neck.
“How many?”
“How many what? Orgasms do you want?”
I shake my head with an exasperated sigh.
“No, Steven. How many holes have you stuck your dick in during the last 6 months?”
He sighs. “I’ve let Sharon suck me off a couple times when I really needed the release but I haven’t been able to make it farther than that if you can believe it.”
I can’t help snort at his clear lie.
“It’s the truth. Ask Sam. Hell, ask Loki. I can’t even get going if I’m not thinking about you. Forget trying to sustain it for longer than it takes to unload, imagining it’s you milking me dry.”
This is both a shock and news to you.
“What? You don’t need to lie, Steven. It is no longer my business who you stick your dick in. I just needed to know so that I could put the proper protections in place.”
“I’m not lying. All my heart and my stupid dick seems to want is you. Plus I can’t really win you back by fucking everything under the sun now can I?”
“Didn’t stop you from doing it while you had me.”
“Ouch. I deserved that. I’ve deserved everything you’ve been putting me through these last 6 months. Halloween was especially torturous.”
“I don’t know. I rather enjoyed that one. Seems like you did as well. Your dick did at least.”
“Honestly, I wasn't expecting to react so viscerally. Watching you come apart on his fingers so easily was a major turn on. And when you got on your knees to worship him, like you had done to me so many times before. Yeah I lost my mind a bit. You look good together. Meant to be.”
“Well I did bind him to a piece of my soul so?”
“True. I wonder, would we have ever reached that point? If I hadn’t screwed up the way I did?”
“Is that the only reason you want me back? Because you think he stole a soul bond you didn't even know was an option?”
“No!” He quickly declares. “I can see how it looks that way. Especially after how I acted after that little reveal but I promise you, I’m not trying to break your bond or replace him. I have a better understanding of what it is you share now.”
“And how exactly do you know what Bucky and I share?”
“I spoke with Loki a little while back. Figured he would give it to me straight. Regardless of my feelings. I am thankful for all the insight he gave me.”
“Mm. Looks like I need to have a talk with my Silver Tongued former lover.”
“He was only trying to help.”
“That my dear is what I am afraid of? Loki does not lend aid of any kind without an ulterior motive. I’m just trying to understand what it could be in this instance.”
“The word Harem did spill from his lips a time or two during our discussion.”
“Of course it did. Sneaky little snake. That’s of no matter at the moment. We need to figure out what we are going to do and fast. They are going to notice how quiet our condo has gone shortly.”
“We can’t blow our cover but I will only do what you allow.”
“I’m not worried about the sex if that’s what concerns you.”
“You’re worried about Bucky.”
“Well, yes. It does impact him. I feel like I shouldn’t make this decision without his input.”
He pulls his encrypted phone out and dials the only number programmed within it.
“Captain Rogers? Everything alright? Did you receive our latest message?”
“We did. I need you to connect me to Sgt Barnes.”
“Yes, sir.”
There is a series of beeps before the ringing begins. Before the fourth can finish the receiver is picked up.
Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content, D/s dynamics, restraints, unprotected sex, creampie, teasing, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 4.2K
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“Lyla Bee,” you smile at the sweetest little baby you’ve ever seen. Her head turns to look at you. Her mostly gummy smile with two bottom teeth cheeses up at you. Lyla’s cheeks squish up so high that her eyes are squished as she giggles.
You give her smooshing kisses onto her cheeks over and over again, “Tell daddy good morning.”
“Lalalalalalala,” she repeats over and over again before cracking herself up in laughter. Looking back up before turning back towards you.
“No, tell daddy good morning.”
“Mamamamamamamamama,” more repetitive syllables, but not what you want her to say.
“You gotta tell daddy good morning.”
“Da!” She squeaks, smiling at you before looking back up. “Da! Da! Da! Da!”
“That’s my girl! You said it!” You can’t stop kissing over her squishy little cheeks, ready to cry at her being able to screech Da! Turning back towards the front you smile at your phone, “Good morning, daddy. Me and this sweet Lyla Bee had a late morning, huh?” Lyla jabbers along with you, telling her side of the story. Smart angel baby.
“But today we’re going to plan her first birthday, and I’m not taking no for an answer. I don’t care if it’s just us two and the baby girl, we’re having her a beautiful birthday. You could always invite Ari,” you know when he gets a chance to watch this video he’s going to be cocking up an eyebrow. He both loved and hated when you brought up his partner in crime.
“Tell daddy bye. We’ve got to make some breakfast for this bumble bee. Ooh! Note, maybe we should do a bumble bee theme for her birthday. Ooh, since daddy thinks you’re the queen bee, maybe that should be your theme,” Lloyd chuckles as he watches the video. You had said bye, and now are off on a tangent talking about her birthday that she wasn’t allowed to have because he didn’t want her to get older.
It had nothing to do with not allowing people to celebrate his daughter, and everything to do with keeping her this little and cute. And you look positively delectable being a mom. The things he wants to do with you once Lyla goes to bed is animalistic. He has claimed you in every way that he can think of. And your obedient self trusts him to not hurt you. Both physically and mentally. That thought fills him with so much pride and need for you.
He’s unaware if you know exactly how much power you hold over him, nor does he care. He doesn’t think you have it in you to be a manipulator. You hold the power, but you also guard it. Are protective in your way for Lyla and him. He’s never had someone be protective of him, and it makes him feel — things. Things he can’t fully comprehend.
“Are you watching that again?” Lloyd locks his phone, and glares up at Ari. His giant friend just smirks as he looks at him. “Oh, you’re acting like seeing that fine piece of ass with your daughter doesn’t turn you on?”
“She is a fine piece of ass, but she’s more. That’s not why I’m…”
“Yeah, you’re in love with her. You don’t have to tell me. It’s quite obvious, and I won’t say anything to anyone else. Your secret of being in love is safe with me,” Ari is aware that it’s not a prideful thing, it’s a protection thing for you and Lyla. The less people knew, the less you became a target, “What’s this I hear about sharing her with me.”
“I didn’t say that,” Lloyd glares at him. “It was a heat of the moment pillow talk.”
“Talking about my dick to your girl seems a bit weird, no? How is my dick making it into your pillow talk?”
“We are talking about our daughter’s first birthday. Not what I say to make her squirm,” Ari starts to open his mouth, and Lloyd makes a buzzing sound, holding up one finger. “Eh! If you can’t contribute to the plans of Lyla’s party, I want you to keep your flopping jaw closed.”
Ari chuckles, shaking his head. The teasing is definitely over. Lloyd can be funny when he gets flustered and pissy, but when it comes to you and Lyla, he’s insufferable. “So what are you going to do with Roman?”
“I want him to see just how in love, respected, and safe his daughter is,” Ari’s interest piques as he lifts his brows, and leans closer. “He thinks I am only using his daughter for sex, and while the sex is impeccable, there is more to us than that. And one day that beautiful woman is going to walk around with me, and I’m holding Lyla, and the other hand is on her swollen stomach. Roman will see the two of us in love, and realize that his daughter is worth more than he ever could have imagined, and that’s when I will destroy him. I will make him regret the day that he ever thought he or any man could make her feel inferior.”
Your submission should always be a choice, and not a demand of fear of retaliation. Roman was a bastard that treated you as a commodity. The Verb was a prick for thinking he could lay his hands on you. It didn’t bother him in the slightest that you hadn’t thought of a viable way to dispose of him. Maybe it’d do The Verb some good to see you growing with Lloyd’s seed. Give you something that he never would have been man enough to do.
Maybe seeing you happy could do him some good. Lloyd takes a deep breath as he leans back, “I’ve got the perfect idea.”
“Are you going to show The Verb a sex tape of you and your gorgeous Dolly?”
“Why are you calling her gorgeous?” Lloyd’s eyes narrow as he leans in closer to his friend. “She is.”
“I noticed,” Ari’s grin turns devilish as he leans back in his chair. “Just ravishing.”
“Shut the fuck up.”
“Oh, no. I saw you, heard you. Those teasing words. Are you looking for a third so early in your relationship?” Ari’s chuckle rumbles out of his chest as Lloyd rolls his eyes, and turns in his chair. “I mean, if you need help showing her how to get stuffed.”
“I don’t.”
“Then don’t offer what you won’t deliver,” the two men sit in silence for too long as Lloyd stares at nothing at all, and Ari just smiles at his friend. His irritation quickly turns into visions of Ari just watching your wrecked face. You are too much of a good girl to ever let him touch you, weren’t you? But making him watch you, Lloyd might be able to get on board with that.
“Where do you see yourself in five years?” Ari asks, interrupting Lloyd’s thoughts.
“What?”
Ari nonchalantly shrugs. It is long past having this conversation with Lloyd. He couldn’t keep you and his daughter, and live this life. Lloyd has more money than he could ever want. Investing smart. Everyone knows the high life he enjoys having, he needs that security. “In five years, where are you in life?”
His eyes go blank. Visions of you, Lyla, another toddler girl, and a swollen belly dance in his mind. He’s with you every day. Away from the city, away from the killing and uncertainty. Just his family.
“Yeah,” Ari interrupts Lloyd’s train of thought, and he gets a pouting glare. “Just as I suspected. You realize the risk you give both of them by continuing this life.”
“This is what I know. And I didn’t ask for them — this.”
“Neither did they. But isn’t that how the best love stories start? Unexpected and raw, but also real?” Lloyd sighs, nodding his head. Yeah. It truly was the best love story. Completely unexpected, and the two of you knocked him off his feet, and made him feel things he never thought he would.
”Have you ever asked her what she wants? Surely she doesn’t just want to be an au pair,” Lloyd grunts. It’s the tenth time Ari has pissed him off in one conversation. “I’m sorry, a mom. What if she wants a bookstore, a flower shop, a…”
“She can have it,” Lloyd says with no hesitation.
“A coffee shop that the mister and missus run together. Lyla, busy helping when really she's just playing. A cute little baby bouncing around in a swing because you two can’t stand the thought of being away from each other. Or what was it you wanted to do when you were a boy? A professor,” Lloyd scoffs, rolling his eyes at the stupid ideas of a too young boy. Life happened, and he just rose up the ranks of the life of crime.
“I’m sure your pretty little wife would love to see you bend her over a desk. Punishing that pretty ass before you fuck her stupid.”
“Get out of my fucking fantasy,” both men release an airy laugh. Lloyd looks at the desk in front of him. He couldn’t continue on with this life. “I could do it, you know?”
“I know you could. Just as much as I can join your freakish little fucking games with your girlfriend. And I do mean fucking,” Ari gives Lloyd a wink, who returns the gesture by throwing a pen at him.
“Shut up.”
“You brought it up.”
“I was teasing her. Seeing her get all embarrassed and heated is,” Lloyd glares at Ari. “Oh, shut up! I like to see her squirm.”
“You have a sick need to humiliate, but she likes it,” Ari shrugs. Who is he to judge yours and Lloyd’s kink.
“Yeah, you don’t get to come home to her fucking a copy of my dick while I eat dinner,” his eyes grow distant again. Imagining his favorite show to watch while he eats. Seeing you get off, while simultaneously begging for his real cock, and to just fuck you is the best form of entertainment.
“You should invite me over one night,” Lloyd’s foot goes in between Ari’s legs. Connecting to the seat of his chair, he pushes the chair back causing an uproar of laughter from Ari. “You really are a bastard.”
“You offered!”
“I wasn’t serious.”
“It’s just new. You’ll change your mind,” Ari chuckles as Lloyd walks away from the conversation. Annoyed. Intrigued. Irritated. Turned on? No. Definitely not. Maybe not. Maybe a little.
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Lloyd opens the door to his home, and quickly turns the alarm back on. It is too quiet. He worked late. Really it was having time to think about what Ari had questioned him about. Being your cute self, you left a dinner plate in the fridge. He isn’t hungry. Just hungry for you.
With a bit more gusto in his step he heads towards your bedroom. He’ll check on Lyla after he wakes you up with an orgasm. It’s been such a long day, and he could use something sweet on his tongue. The peaceful sound of your sleep sounds plays softly under the door.
Now, he could burst through the door, and wake you up with fear. He could crawl up the bed, and plant himself between your thighs, or he can make a trail of kisses up your body before he melts into you. Forgetting the work he does while basking in your warmth. It didn’t matter to him what he did because it was going to be with you.
Opening up the door, he slinks closer to the bed. Starting to peel off his clothes, until the most perfect and beautiful sight he’s ever seen comes into view. Lyla tucked so close to your body while your arm drapes over her. Cuddling the baby into your body. It’s cruel he didn’t get to fall asleep with the two of you.
Seeing just how quickly you took her into your life, and made her yours eases his darkened soul. You didn’t birth her, but you are the most integral part to her raising. He has missed so much time with her, and you. And each day he chooses to live in this life is another day that he misses his family. One day could potentially miss everything. The risk of the job is becoming too real for him.
He could miss her first sentences, her first steps without assistance, her personality coming through. He might miss out on her first day of school, the first person to break her heart, the first date. He shudders thinking of that aspect. Lloyd could risk the possibility of making more adorable babies with you. Forgoing the chance to have a family with you. The ability to give her siblings. It’s a risk he isn’t fully willing to take anymore.
He had too much here. Right in this bed is his life. Not the money, the thrills, the heavy rotation of women. This is the most comfortable and fulfilled he’s ever been. It isn’t worth it anymore. Ari is right.
“You could put on your pajama pants and get in the bed with us.”
“You could meet me in the shower.”
“Lloyd, the baby is sleeping,” playfully he sighs. He’ll take a quick shower, and get back to you. It isn’t worth it to stay away from you. Or her. How did he get here? To a time where he got excited about going home, or wanting to get to work late because he is too busy spending extra time with his girls.
His mind is set. He doesn’t need the job. Investments have been made. He can live an honest life. Maybe. The two of you could have a store. Or do absolutely nothing for a while. Just enjoy each other.
Stepping back into the bedroom, he slides into the spot behind you. His arm moves over your hip, and he lays a hand on Lyla. Her lips pucker out a bit before wiggling close to you, and you give her a kiss to her forehead. “You smell good,” you hum.
“Stop wiggling your ass on me.”
“But you’re warm, and smell good.”
“If you want to keep snuggling our daughter, you better quit. Because I will make you take her to her room, so I can fuck you long and hard,” gasping, you peek behind you to look at him. “Don’t look at me like that. It’s not a threat.”
“Fine,” you exhale, starting to close your eyes again. It just feels so much more comfortable when Lloyd is in the bed with you. There’s a rightness to it.
“Is there anything you wanted to do before you got here with us?”
“An art gallery,” whispering, you give Lyla another kiss. It’s a simple answer, and if Lloyd did any light digging into your college degree, he’d know you wanted a life in the art world.
“I will buy you an art gallery,” you snort out a laugh, and his hand moves from Lyla to your breast, and he pinches your nipple. You bite your tongue to not make too much noise. “I’m serious. What if I let all this go? It’s just you and I. A very chic art gallery. Lyla growing up around this rich and creative life.”
“You’re serious?” Did he really say what you think he said? Give it all up.
“Yeah. I don’t think I can continue to be away from you. I’d like to think we’ll have another baby bee or two. I can’t do that if I’m dead. I don’t want to continue to bring all this ugly fear and possibilities into our home. I have enemies, and lots of them. I put you and our children in danger. I can’t have both that life and you. And it’s you and her that I have to choose.”
Lloyd’s face buries into your neck. Nipping along your sensitive skin. Feeling at ease with his decision. He’d get everything situated. He’d give you your dreams, since you have given him his. Being out of this life, and everyday with you, just makes complete sense.
“You sure you don’t want to put Lyla Bee in her bed?”
“No, hers seeping. And hers is really cozy and comfy and warm on her mommy.”
“I love hearing you talking like this,” he shifts slightly, placing his mouth at the shell of your ear. Exhaling just enough to awaken your core, “But I will wake you up with my dick inside you.”
“The baby,” your voice trembles as you try to remain still. You just never know with Lloyd. It’s what makes him so exciting.
“I’ll get her all cleaned up, fed, and in her own bed. I know why you have her in here with you. My needy sweet girl. You are so touch starved, and I love giving you attention. Especially touching you,” how are you supposed to fall asleep now? How can your body get turned on that quickly, and now how are you going just left to drift off. “Get some sleep. You’ll need it.”
“You can’t say things like that, daddy.”
“Shhh…”
Frustrating. He can whisper those things in your ear, setting you on edge. Making sure you wake up horny and ready to take him. Fine. You’ll just wait for when he gets Lyla fed and asleep in her own bed. Like he could be stealthy enough that you don’t wake up with them.
—
You failed.
You failed miserably. You slept through Lloyd waking up, and tending to Lyla, getting her in bed, all while you slept. “Lloyd! Untie me!” His grin turns sinister as he shakes his head no. “Daddy,” you make your voice weak, hoping it entices him to do just that. Not being able to hold him is just cruel.
“Don’t daddy me. You earned this. Do you remember your safe word,” narrowing your eyes, you nod once. “Then say it,” you wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. “There’s my stubborn girl.”
His boxers are so tented. Straining from his hard length, and if he’s just going to stand there, making you drool over his cock that is pressing so hard against its confines then he is cruel. Your lower lip puckers out as you look down your body. At least you’re still dressed. “Daddy.”
“How much does she need me,” the infuriating thing about this man is his need to talk about you instead of to you. His knee presses into the mattress and yanks your thighs apart before crawling in between your legs. Noticing the glint from his knife too late as he cuts away your satin shorts, and moves up to your shirt. He could have just unbuttoned that. But why would he do the easy or normal thing? No, he just likes to cut them off.
“Shh, I’ll buy you some more,” he whispers, running the blade down the middle of your body. The icy coolness from the metal leaves chill bumps in its wake.
He peels the shreds off you, and drops them onto the floor, before his darkened eyes peer up at you, “No panties?” Your response is a glare. Wishing he’d just get a move on it. “Hmm,” he settles between your legs and gazes up at your weeping cunt. “What has got her so wet? My, my, my. She is soaked. I wonder if it’s me or just being tied up. Or,” he glances up at you with a murderous smile.
Sticking his tongue out, he licks a strip up through your center, moaning in satisfied hunger. “I knew it,” he does it again, but keeps his tongue hanging out of his mouth as he pulls up. A string of your arousal connects the two of you as he keeps those blackened eyes on you. “You’re ovulating.”
You shake your head no with a smile. He’s crazy. Insane. You are on birth control. “Are you so filled with lust you don’t even remember what we decided?” Oh. That. “We decided you would stop taking your pills. Now, here’s where we are now. The chances are higher for you to get pregnant. Before we get started, and you’re filled with desire and not brains, do you want me to come in your cunt, on you, or your mouth. It’s a big decision, I know.”
It is a big decision. Because his warmth inside of you feels so good. He snaps his fingers, “Don’t go into that space. You’ll get fucked regardless. But where am I putting my cum?”
“I don’t — I don’t want to decide.”
“Then I’m wearing a condom.”
“Why?”
“Because you aren’t in the right mind frame to make this decision. You’re acting on just your body‘s feelings,” he’s right. But there are other options of birth control. It doesn’t have to just be pulling out.
“Come in me, and then a morning after pill,” Lloyd nods towards the dresser. Of course he’d have one ready. “You’re not questioning me?”
“Why would I?” Yes, you get the contradiction. You stopped birth control, and now are using an alternative. But you just can’t think past wanting to feel him. “When you’re not tied up, and spread eagle, maybe you’ll think differently. But you just want me to fuck you and fill you with my seed, huh?”
“Yes, daddy.”
“I do really like looking at this pussy though. She looks gorgeous, all wet, and ready to take me. Lyla is dozing off with her lullabies playing and you are just ripe for the taking.”
“So take me,” your threat or warning, whichever, is enough for him to position himself. Lloyd runs his aching, throbbing cock through your folds, while you stare at him sheepishly. “I can’t touch you.”
“I just enjoy seeing you squirm,” he responds before crashing into your warmth with no warning. Leaving your head to lean back as the utmost pleasure of having his length fill you up with a sharp pain. Taking him is a hard task. “Don’t you ever get used to me, Dolly,” he grunts before pulling out, and spearing hard back into you.
You whine as he bottoms out. Jerking on your restraints as you try to ground yourself with his body. “It’s a bit of an effort,” he starts to pull out again, and slams into your wet heat. Your toes curl at such a harsh intrusion, and you want more. “But I still think your pretty little cunt was made to take me.”
His hips piston into you quickly. Over and over he pounds into your body, and you can’t do anything, but take it. Take his heavy cock. Take every inch of him. Every jolt of his body pushing into you, you take. “Such a good sweet girl. You’re not even arguing with me. You like my cock too much, huh?”
“Uh huh,” with that admission he fucks into you so hard you feel him in the depths of your soul. His body becomes one with you. The most vulgar way that you can think of to accept that the two of you are one. You are a team, never to be split. Together forever. This is the man that you will live for and die with. The man that will burn the world down if it means saving you and his family.
He’s it.
He’s everything.
And yes, you do take him so well.
Even the slight tinge of discomfort feels amazing as your cunt stretches to accommodate him. You will get to experience him, this life, a new life, all of it forever. Have more adorable babies. Have a life you’re happy in. A life you’ve dreamed about. Away from the violence and secrets. A life that you’ll be okay with raising a family. A life different than the one you were raised in.
This is it.
All you’ve ever wanted.
Right here in this home.
Right here in your body.
“Stay with me, Dolly. Don’t you go all dumb before I come inside you.”
“Daddy, I love you.”
“Love you, too, baby,” he’s so deep into your body, you feel his head swell as he empties his load into you. “Mmm,” you sigh as his warmth fills up your swollen pussy.
He leans forward to kiss on your forehead, while his hands undo your cuffs. Your arm drop free, and you pull him close to you. His lips still press warmly against your cheek as he starts to pull away. “Don’t go.”
“I was getting the pill.”
“It can wait,” he shuffles to lay beside you, but pulls you on top of him instead. “It can wait until next time.”
“That’s not how it works.”
“Then don’t worry about it.”
“What — changed your mind?”
“Just this once. Once a month,” his brow cocks up, and he smiles. “Once a month you get to have unprotected sex. The rest of the month, you pull out,” he says your real name, but you cover his mouth. “Unless you don’t want to. Then you can wear a condom,” Lloyd shakes his head. “Would you be okay with it if I happened to get pregnant?”
“Dolly, I’m okay with whatever you want to do. My life is yours, and pretty sure it has been since the first moment I saw you. I’m all yours. However you want this to go. Just don’t tell me to go away.”
“I’d never.”
And you wouldn’t. Not ever.
He is yours, and you are his.
And with your touch, you changed his entire world. His entire being.
I couldn't get this scene out of my head. It was originally intended for my Why Did Love Put A Gun In My Hand Series but I didn't feel like bringing in even more characters to the overall story to fit it in. So it became it's own little smutty Mafia AU standalone instead.
Happy Reading Heathens 😈
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“Where's Steve?”
“Clearly not here.”
“Did I miss him? He said he was getting some cardio in.” Sharon furrows her brow as she steps further into the gym. Unsure how her heels will handle the padded floor.
“Oh I'm sure he is.” Bucky chuckles and continues on within his workout.
“Well where is he then? Did he spar with Nat? She looks like she just finished an intense session?”
“She did. Just not with Steve.”
“Then who with? The only other person I see is you.”
“Not me. I'm just weight training today. Last I saw she was getting worked over by Q.”
“Q? The hit woman Tony keeps trying to talk to my dad about.”
“One and the same. Deadly little one she is.”
Sharon scoffs. “I don't see her either. Nat!”
With a roll of her eyes she rises from the mat and stalks over to them. “Sharon. What brings you here to our dark little domain.”
“My father had some business to conduct with Tony, so I tagged along. I'm looking for Steven. He said he was about to do some cardio when I texted him but he's not here.”
She smiles devilishly. “Last I saw, he was with Q.”
“Oh. Hmm. He must have gone out for a run then. I'll just swing by his room and see if he's back.”
“Good luck with that.”
You and Nat are sparing while Bucky and Steve lift weights. Steve is feeling rather on edge. Has been since your recon last night where he had to listen and watch as you and Bucky played handsy newlyweds.
Even had to listen to Buck take you apart when you made it back. Couldn't even get off to it and boy did he try.
He's been on a hairpin trigger all morning and Sharon has been blowing his phone up. He came down to the gym to try and work out his frustrations and there you are scantily clad going toe to toe with the black widow. Skin damp with sweat. Pants, groans and taunts leaving your perfect lips as you throw each other around.
He's been hard since his first set. There is no way he is getting through this workout. He can't focus. Not when he'd rather be doing bedroom cardio with you. Having enough he puts the weights down and struts over to you.
“Pinned ya.” You tease.
Nat tosses your arm to the side and rolls you. Trying to pin you underneath her. Thinking quickly you wrap your leg around her waist and continue the roll. Getting her below your once more with her hands pressed firmly into the mat.
“Pinned ya again.” You blow her a kiss. Looking up you find a heavily breathing Captain in front of you. You can't help but notice the large bulge tenting his grey sweat pants.
“Looking to get in some cardio Golden Boy?”
“You read my mind.”
“That my doing?” You nod to his hard on.
“Sure is. Think its only fair you take care of it.”
“I'll agree under one condition.”
“Shoot.”
“You have to catch me before I reach your room and if your successful don't hold back.”
“Deal.”
You smile as you finally release Nat and rise to your feet. Steve reaches out his hand for you to shake and you smack it to the side as you take off running.
He catches you right before you reach his door. With a thick arm wrapped around your waist he scoops you up and carries you inside.
He pushes you face first against the door. Sliding his hands down your torso as he kicks your feet apart.
“How do you feel about these leggings?”
“I'm not partial to them.”
“Good.” He grabs the back seam and rips. Tearing a hole straight down the middle exposing your flesh to the cool air.
He takes his thick fingers and runs them along your inner thighs. Collecting the slick that has accumulated.
“I knew it. Soaking wet. Does the predator enjoy being the prey? Hmm.”
“Give yourself a taste and you tell me.”
He spins you around and pushes you down into your knees. Lifting your chin to gaze up at him as he sucks his fingers clean of your essence.
“Mmm. Fucking tart and sweet. Now be a good girl and take off your clothes. I need you naked and on all fours for me.”
As you rid yourself of sweaty spandex, you sneak peeks of Steve doing the same. You get on all fours as requested, right there in the entry way. Taking it a step further as you lower chest to the ground. Knees widened and ass high in the air.
“Oh, doll. Look at you. Perfect little drooling cunt on display just for me.”
He lowers himself down behind you and smacks your ass. Watching it jiggle for a moment before he grabs a fist full and enters you in one smooth thrust. Splitting you open on his thick girth.
He sets a steady pace as he fucks you from behind. Quickly finding that one spot that makes your legs shake.
“Mmm. Did I find your sweet spot baby?”
You're lost to the sensations. Unaware a question was asked of you.
That just won't do.
Reaching forward Steve wraps his first around your ponytail and pulls you up towards his chest. The pain mixed with his cock rubbing against your sweet spot has you moaning out.
“I asked you a question dollface. Did I find your sweet spot?”
He pulls your head to the side. Sending a fresh jolt of pain down your spine. Turning you into a further mess.
“Y-yes.” You whine out. “Feels so good. So full.”
“Good girl.” He picks up the pace as he watches you surrender to the pleasure blazing through your body.
“I can feel you’re close. Go ahead and come for me. Wanna feel this sweet cunt squeezing my cock.”
The command, combined with the sweet pleasured pain has you giving in without pause. Your walls massaging his length as you sing his praises into the air.
It's a strong one. Steve grunts into your ear as he rides it out. Waiting for the aftershocks to settle enough for him to pull out.
With a groan he removes himself and lifts you once more. Carrying you into the living room where he sits in his recliner that faces the door. Lowering you back down onto his cock.
“Fuck. I swear you got even tighter after that orgasm. You're suffocating me already. Got enough energy to ride me? Or did I fuck you stupid already.”
Although you're riding an endorphin high you're not out for the count. With a smile that only speaks of trouble you place your hands on Steve's lovely tits and swivel your hips in a circle.
Making the enforcer grab your waist and hold on as you give him the ride of his life.
Your head is tossed back in ecstasy as you bounce in his lap when the door opens and in walks Sharon.
“Are you fucking serious?” She screams.
“Actually, I'm fucking him and I was so very close to another orgasm which you have sorely put on pause. So whoever you are if you could surely piss off so we can end this cardio session on a real high, that'd be great.”
“Steven, you're going to let her talk to me like that?”
“Sharon, you did interrupt. Ever heard of knocking?”
She lets out a whine to rival a toddler in a tiara going so far as to stomp her foot.
You spot your discarded sneaker to your left and bend back to retrieve it. You pull a small knife out of a concealed pocket and launch it towards her. It hisses past her face, knicking her ear on its trajectory to the wall.
“What the fuck?!” She hisses.
A smile to rival the Cheshire cat illuminates your face. “I don't miss honey. That was your final warning. Get out before the next one does serious damage to that averagely attractive face.”
“Crazy bitch! You'll play for this!”
“I'm sure I will, sweetheart. Just after Stevie fills me first okay.” You jest.
She screams once more and slams the door shut.
“Fuck that was sexy.” Steve grips your chin and pulls you in for a kiss. “Let me make good on that promise you made and fill you up baby.”
He slides his hand down to the base of your throat. “You're going to want to hold on.”
As soon as your hands find purchase on the arm rests Steve widens his legs and begins fucking you from below, deep and hard. You’re quickly back on the ledge of an impending orgasm. All it takes is a couple more hard thrusts and you're screaming out his name as you come apart around his cock once more.
Taking Steve along with you as he buries himself deep and empties every last drop he's held back since last night. Filling you so well it's leaking down the sides as you make a mess of his lap.
“That's the best cardio I've had in a long time. We're definitely going to need to do that again.” He pants out as he catches his breath.
“Can we make it a group session? You, Thor and Bucky competing to see who can make me come the most.” You tease. Thinking he wont take the bait but secretly hoping he would.
“Oh challenge accepted, doll.”
Sharon thinks she's slick, going to cry to her father about what she just stumbled upon in the privacy of Steve's room.
You and Steve get pulled into Tony's meeting and find Sharon with a smug smile on her face. That is until her father opens his mouth upon seeing you enter the room.
“It can't be. You're supposed to be dead.”
“I have no idea what you're talking about Mr. Carter. I am very much alive.”
“Please forgive my daughter for her behavior.” He rambles out.
“Daddy! What are you doing?”
“You shut your mouth right now Sharon. Unless you want to leave here without a tongue. You're fortunate all she did was graze your ear with that knife.”
“Wise man.” You smile. Winking in Sharon's direction. “I'm sure this little dispute can remain here. No need to worry Mr. Carter. But if your daughter pulls a stunt like that again. Well I can't be held accountable for what I or my family may do. Do we understand?”
“Loud and clear. Send your father my regards when you next speak with him. And thank him once more for the protection he has provided my sister abroad.”
“Of course. You can return to finishing up your business with Tony and be on your way safely. I have no personal beef with you Mr. Carter.”
You saunter over to Tony's chair. Bending forward you place a kiss on his cheek before whispering in his ear
“Sorry for the disruption T. I'll gladly take whatever punishment you deem fit for such an interruption to your day.”
If only if only the woodpecker sighs the bark on the tree was as soft as the sky why the wolf waits below hungry and lonely he cries to the moon if only if only
I couldn't get this scene out of my head. It was originally intended for my Why Did Love Put A Gun In My Hand Series but I didn't feel like bringing in even more characters to the overall story to fit it in. So it became it's own little smutty Mafia AU standalone instead. Happy Reading Heathens 😈
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Banner by @cafekitsune
“Where's Steve?”
“Clearly not here.”
“Did I miss him? He said he was getting some cardio in.” Sharon furrows her brow as she steps further into the gym. Unsure how her heels will handle the padded floor.
“Oh I'm sure he is.” Bucky chuckles and continues on within his workout.
“Well where is he then? Did he spar with Nat? She looks like she just finished an intense session?”
“She did. Just not with Steve.”
“Then who with? The only other person I see is you.”
“Not me. I'm just weight training today. Last I saw she was getting worked over by Q.”
“Q? The hit woman Tony keeps trying to talk to my dad about.”
“One and the same. Deadly little one she is.”
Sharon scoffs. “I don't see her either. Nat!”
With a roll of her eyes she rises from the mat and stalks over to them. “Sharon. What brings you here to our dark little domain.”
“My father had some business to conduct with Tony, so I tagged along. I'm looking for Steven. He said he was about to do some cardio when I texted him but he's not here.”
She smiles devilishly. “Last I saw, he was with Q.”
“Oh. Hmm. He must have gone out for a run then. I'll just swing by his room and see if he's back.”
