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๊ฉ -- angst โก -- fluff ๊ฅ -- smut
Spencer Reid
Series
โ Bridges to Belonging ๊ฉ โก ๊ฅโ Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six (18+) Part Seven (18+)
โ Finding Home Again ๊ฉ โก ๊ฅโ Part One Part Two (18+)
-- -- -- Extras -- Jeans โก ๊ฅ Migraines ๊ฉ โก Bar โก Stood Up ๊ฉ
โ i love you ๊ฉ โก ๊ฅโ Part One Part Two
โ Short Shorts & Long Hair ๊ฉ โกโ Part One Part Two
โ Too Sweet ๊ฉ โก ๊ฅ โ Part One Part Two Part Three
โ Make You Feel My Love ๊ฉ โ Part One Part Two Part Three
โ Something Better ๊ฉ โ Part One Part Two
โ Breaking Point ๊ฉ โก โ Part One Part Two
โ Too Damn Young ๊ฉ โก ๊ฅ โ Part One Part Two
โ Red ๊ฉ โก ๊ฅ โ Part One Part Two
โ Lost in Translation ๊ฉ โก ๊ฅ โ Prologue Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four
โ Life With Spencer ๊ฉ โก ๊ฅ โ Part One Part Two Part Three
they can be read as standalones and in any order, but this list is in chronological order
โ fluff | โก smut | ๐ angst
โก bed chem : you just moved into a new city, finally getting a job promotion. when you visit the bar near your new place to celebrate, you didnโt expect to walk out with company.
โ work boundaries : after sleeping with a random man you met at a bar and later finding out he was your unit chief, you have a very awkward meeting.
โ ๐ luther : during a case you realize hotch knows you more than you imagined.
โก lacy dreams : hotch had been managing to do just fine in suppressing his desire for you, until he caught a glimpse of your lacy underwear peeking over your jeans.
โ paperwork for two: you help a stubborn aaron with his paperwork.
๐ misconduct: after a case, hotch interrogates you about your misconduct.
โ older: the team uses their profile skills combined to figure out why youโre not interested in the cute agent just downstairs. you hate it. Hotch loves it.
โก soaked: your window gets stuck and hotch decides to help you. but itโs too hot to wear proper clothes, and he nearly loses his mind.
โ ๐ intervention: you happen to be in the worst mood ever and the team stages an intervention (one-man intervention. the one man being hotch).
โ itโs your one year anniversary at the bau but somehow the second time you celebrate hotchโs birthday: drabble
โ guilty as charged: after over a year without any physical contact with you beyond professional, aaron finds out that, unlike him, youโre not yearning quietly in celibacy, and heโs not particularly happy about it.
โ haunted: after over a year of longing, you finally had a crazy stupid steamy hot freaky mind blowing sexual interaction with your boss (the two of you share a cigarette).ย
๐ โก โ do i wanna know?: because of a storm, what was supposed to be a quick interview turned into a day on lockdown, which resulted in cancelled flights, an emergency hotel reservation and obviously, only one room to share.
โก i'm her favorite beverage: hotch realizes he has much to gain from this new relationship with you. for example, a filthy sloppy head before the morning briefing.
Summary: Youโve spent years training under Madam Pomfrey in the hopes that you would join the Healers at St. Mungoโs at graduation. But in the aftermath of the death of Albus Dumbledore, you chose to join the Order instead. When youโre forced into hiding, you find yourself alone with Bill Weasley and his new wolfish tendencies.
Word Count (So Far): 24,862
Warnings: 18+, Eventual Smut, Dark Themes, Torture, Werewolf Side Effects, Blood, Age Difference. Minors DNI.
Updated: Febuary 23, 2023
"I thought that only happened around the full moon.โ
He chuckled, a strained smile on his face. โSo did I. But I can still smell him on you, lingering under the vanilla soap. I can still see how close he was too, his hand on your shoulder and itโs driving me insane.โ
Links in BLUE are bonus content based on the parts theyโre next to.
Warnings: Dark content! Somnophilia, Non/DubCon, and other dark elements. This fic contains dark themes and may include potentially triggering topics. You are solely responsible for your media consumption.
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
Part Five
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Brilliant xenobiologist Seraphina Moore is chosen for the Avatar Program and thrust into the wild beauty of Pandora, where her unique appearance-white hair like moonlight and star-like blue eyes marks her as a sign of Eywa's blessing.
Initially met with distrust by the proud Na'vi warrior Tsu'tey, Seraphina earns his respect through her courage, intelligence, and unwavering reverence for the Na'vi way of life. As their bond deepens, Seraphina finds herself torn between her people's greed and her love for Tsu'tey and Pandora's sacred balance.
With war looming, can their connection bridge the gap between two worlds?
A tale of love, unity, and survival on Pandora.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
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"Don't you run from me!" Demetri snapped when he sprinted after you. You had been roaming the woods in Italy. You had taken yet another trip to get more space from the Cullen's. The animal diet was foul and with every day, you felt worse and worse and needed the space. However, you hadn't thought about the Volturi's tracker, Demetri. Now on the Volturi's territory and intruding. Although it wasn't any ordinary intruder situation.
It was known Demetri saw something in you. He had some kind of fixation on you that you didn't understand and the Cullen's weren't very good at explaining. So you tried avoid it all together. After all, you had bigger problems like controlling your new vampire instincts. It is regrettably not ideal to end up in Volturi territory with such problems.
Since time had allowed your newborn instincts to start maturing, you weren't as fast or strong as you used to be, so it was a quick loss when an experienced hunter like Demetri caught up to you. He lunged and landed on top of you forcing you on your stomach and straddling you. You screeched and began a tirade of hisses, snarls and growls that were beyond your control.
"Don't!" Demetri snapped, pushing your head back down by the back before you could gnash your teeth at him in attempt to bite. "See this? Had you been any other person, (Y/N), I'd have ripped your head off." Demetri growled. "Stop growling at me. You're not in charge here." His orders only made your squirm more and his other hand that had been pressed into your lower back and rubbed, applying strong pressure but didn't cause pain. "See this? This is why the Volturi don't take newborns. This is why the Cullen's shouldn't promote their lifestyle. Look at you, what happened to the little human I knew, hm? Acting without a brain like your rabid." His words whilst scathing, lacked any bite. However, your body started to slow down to actually hear him. Your head dropped with a light thud which was rewarded as Demetri released your head. However then came a bizarre sensation as both hands started at the bottom of your back, dragged upwards to the tip of your shoulders, the heel of his palms pressing down as he did so, they glided, circling each shoulder in unison before meeting together to run back down and press on your lower back. He repeated this over and over again almost methodically.
You could tell this wasn't some ordinary reassurance. This wasn't for reassuring. You felt his hands run down your spine and along your shoulders over and over again. "What are you doing to me?" You finally asked. Finding words that weren't available before in your adrenaline. Your instincts receiving calming and pleasant little jolts under his palms out within your control. "I see the Cullen's never truly informed you of your new life... your new body..." Demetri hummed in amusement but didn't let up on the motion. "Not to worry, I'll explain it to you, darling. They always did have a bizarre self-loathing denial of their more primal aspects of their biology."
Demetri leaned a little closer. "See the Volturi, they've done plenty of research on our kind. A lot of it is led to believe that our bodies and minds are such different entities that they have their own ways of communication. Think of it like...lying as a human. Your mind wants to tell the lie, even your mouth complies and speaks it. However, your heart races, shoulders tense and rise, you fidget, you look away. All of these are little things that your body tells. Vampires aren't much different but we are much more intact with our...animalistic tendencies." You heard his grin as his fingers pushed further into her back. "Much like pressure points...with the knowledge I have, I can communicate with your body and override your mind without your permission.You think I'm a threat. You want to believe it but I'm telling your body a very different story. Guess which one your body is believing?" Demetri smirked. "Your body knows I'm in control. That to put it simply..." Demetri leaned down and spoke lowly in her ear. "... I'm the boss." His voice sounded like gravel, a low rumble. "This is the signal in you that you need to listen to. It's the pit in your stomach when something is wrong that can mean life or death. It's almost evil how the Cullens do this. Teaching their young to repress their fundamental biology for...what? Humans? They have the lifespans of flies compared to us. They can't help but kill their own, never mind us killing them." His touch was still in the front of your mind. "I digress. Your body is yielding to me, precious. As it should. As it wants to do. It already knows you're mine, and you can't change that. Actually...as base as it is, you know the process in a similar form. What do those dogs call it? Imprinting?" Demetri sounded smug. "I very much doubt the Cullen's were willing to admit vampires have their own little buttons. If they did they'd likely make it sound worse than it actually is but you're feeling it now. It's not so bad, is it (Y/N)?"
It wasn't bad. In fact, that was the problem. Your mind was screaming with the desire to hate it. To double down on it being against your will...but you couldn't even argue that. No longer were you sure it was against your will simply because ...well there was no personal reasons you could think of. None of them were your own and no one else nor their reasons came to mind. It was as Demetri said, your body got the message this wasn't so bad and now your mind was catching up. You hated to admit it but...it felt like a pressure had been lifted, that you weren't drowning and fighting against your instincts and they were now working with you, finally aligned. Demetri said nothing but was smiling, very aware of what was happening.
You felt his weight replace his hands as he leaned over. His hands massaged at your hips. "See how calm you are now? I bet you haven't felt this relaxed in this new life once. I'm rather at ease myself right now. You have no idea how lovely it is to see you at ease, (Y/N). It's a weight off my shoulders. It's maddening to see the Cullen's indoctrinate you into their image. I'd never want that for you. It's not right, darling. Forcing you to fight against instincts that are already so hard to control."
Demetri pulled you further back into him as he wrapped his arms around you tightly. "There you are, I've got you." Demetri mumbled before burying his face into your neck. "See? You trust me. You just have to catch up mentally, and you will, faster than you're anticipating. I'll prove it." Demetri leaned in pressing kisses to your neck. They were slow but intense. His tongue pressing and mouth sucking at any available skin he could reach, savouring the feel and the taste. A shiver rushed down your spine as you heard a pleased rumble in his chest. His hands slid down your thighs and then slipped back up to your hips, making it a repetitive motion. He curved his back leaning you further against him. The kisses travelling slowly around the back of your neck to the other side.
You had no idea when your eyes had started to flutter shut, your attention locked on him, and what he was doing. "I'm not going to give you back to them." He whispered into your ear. "You're mine...and I'll show you." His hands glided up to your chest applying pressure. He turned you to face him, taking advantage of how your legs had to open to turn and crawling forward, pressing your back on the forest floor. You felt wedged between him and the ground, leaves crinkled under you and around your head. "There you are, my darling." His tone nearly came out a moan. "You're so beautiful." He pressed kisses to your cheek, slowly worked his way towards your lips but not quick enough to frighten you.Not slow enough for you to realise you weren't going to pull away before his lips met yours.
He let out a loving sigh into the kiss. It was an intense one, not a hard one like a kiss out of anger would be but certainly not gentle. "Kiss me back." He muttered against your lips. "I've waited so long, please kiss me back." He breathed against your lips because he captured them again, willing you to return it. His hands reverently travelled your body, applying light pressure before he cupped your rear tightly, and moved closer. You yielded to him any will against him falling away, and he moaned into the kiss, his hands squeezing again. "Oh baby, that's it." He murmured quietly against your lips between kisses. He pushed the back of your thighs up, lifting your legs to curl around his waist. His hips nestled into yours. His tongue began to explore your mouth in a very delightful way, making you shiver and squirm a little. This provoked a moan from him as he felt your hips wiggle against his. "I know." He said between kisses.A hand slid down your stomach and rested between your legs. His hand moved back and forth affectionately for a moment before sliding back up towards your chest.
Both of you felt the build-up within you. Soon enough, you felt his excitement wedged beautifully against your own. Each tiny movement provoked a delicious warm heat that you craved more of. His hand travelled down and undid the button of your jeans and worked his hand in just in no more.He hummed with a smile against your lips, starting with light circles. Your hips jerked and twitched. You knew well and truly what he had said. You were his, well, and truly and craved more with every second. He seemed to mostly wait for the sounds of his fingers movements. When the sound eminating from your legs was loud enough for him, that was when he reached for his belt buckle. "Keep relaxing. You're so good." He whispered into your ear. "It's just you and me as it should be."
He adjusted himself into position and entered with surprising ease. He immediately moaned. "Oh, you're so mine. No one is taking you away from me." His hands took yours and lifted them above your head and against the forest floor. He started to move, finding a rhythm. "You're mine." He managed out. Before going back to kissing your neck.
The sound of skin slapping, panting, and moans was all that was heard. His fingers interlocked with yours. One movement in particular made your body jolt without warning, and demetri chuckled lowly. "Ahhh... there it is. Right there." He moved his position only slightly, and just like that, that one specific spot inside you had your body squirming with delicious pleasure that forced your back to arch."I know, that feels so good, doesn't it?" Demetri grinned, a hand on your thigh, keeping your leg around his hip and higher towards his waist to keep on that spot. He buried his head into her neck, hips moving harder but maintaining the speed you liked.
You could feel everything start to tighten, a build-up deep within you, and Demetri seemed to feel it too. "That's it, that's it. You feel incredible." He encouraged which only spurred you on. Finally, it was too much, your body tensing as a wave of that intoxicating pleasure pulsed through your body, forcing Demetri to the same brink. You gasped, feeling his release rush into you. His strangled moan muffled into your neck.
His hand fell from your leg to cradle your head. He hummed and pressed thorough kisses anywhere on your face. "You're so good." He hummed in satisfaction. "When we're ready, we're getting you back with me to the castle. Then... we'll get you a proper meal." Demetri murmured between kisses.
((Alright, after three years I wrote the smut and now I never have to do it again because of a promise :D))
I love your fics and I am wondering if you could write dark-angst neteyam (aged-up obv).
Maybe in a scenario where the reader does not like neteyam/sees him as a friend and likes someone else, which makes him jealous.
It doesn't have to be nsfw, but I think it will be very fitting considering the theme of the story.
Thank you!
(And once again, I absolutely adore your works)
If I Canโt Have You
neteyam x fem!metkayina reader
content warning: DARK CONTENT, stalking, possessive behavior language and thoughts, yander behavior, characters in early 20s, NSFW, slight choking, reader is scared of neteyam but he never hurts her (in ways she doesnโt like), marking, bite that draws blood, delusional neteyam
a/n: i tweaked this a tad because iโm not a huge fan of dark stuff where feelings arenโt at least somewhat mutual. i did little headcanons for this as well as the actual writing so i wouldnโt have to write the whole ass background. i hope thatโs okay! :D
you were unsure how to feel about the sullys when they arrived at your island. you didnโt dislike them, but you werenโt so quick to trust and welcome them as tsireya was. but youโve always been more apprehensive than her. she sensed this and offered to bring you with her to instruct them a few times so you could see that they meant no harm and you had nothing to fear
this worked for all of the sully children except one. neteyam. he stared at you often. almost as if he was trying to burn holes in your skin. and he always had this unreadable expression on his face, you had no idea what he was thinking
though he put you slightly on edge, you couldnโt help but admire him when he wasnโt staring at you. with others, he was kind, caring, chivalrous, and an excellent big brother to his siblings. not to mention how handsome he is. you found yourself developing a small crush on the version of him others received.
but the difference in treatment made you worry he didnโt like you, which only increased your fear and ensured you kept you mouth shut about your feelings. you decided it was a dead end and tried to move on, no matter how impossible it seemed
unbeknownst to you, neteyam is obsessed with you.
your beautiful curls, your pale teal skin, your soft stripes, your pretty blue eyes, your soft, sweet voice, your nurturing yet protective personality.
heโs entirely smitten, taking to following you around the island when he doesnโt have duties or tasks. seeing you interact with the children, providing a gentle guidance for them. his vision is overtaken with images of you treating your own children in such a way. they then drift to much more detailed thoughts about exactly how those children will be made. but sometimes watching your interactions makes an ugly, vile, rancid feeling bubble in his gut and seep through his body, only when someone was being a little too friendly with you.
seeing someone look at you with a love in their eyes made him want to gouge them out with his bare hands. youโre his.
it all came to a head today, when a boy decided to confess to you and ask you to be his mate.
โplease accept my courtship and allow me to become your mate,โ the boy spoke confidently. neteyamโs ears twitched before pressing to his skull in anger, tail swishing behind him in his place in the trees.
you sigh sadly, โiโm very sorry, i have feelings for someone else. it would not be fair to you for me to accept your confession when i know i cannot return your affection.โ
someone else? neteyam practically seethed in his mind, having to bite his tongue to keep from releasing the hiss that desperately wanted to be heard. now not only does he have to worry about people confessing to you, but also whoever you had feelings for? as he watches the boy walk away, a slump in his shoulders, he feels a sick sense of satisfaction spread through his body before remembering what you said. his eyes fall on your form, watching as you drag your hands over your face and sigh. he was going to get the name of whoever you had โfeelingsโ for out of you. maybe once theyโre gone, youโll finally see how good he can be for you. how perfect you would be together. how happy he will make you.
mixed emotions bounce around your skull as you leave the forest. neteyam doesnโt even like you, yet here you are rejecting perfectly capable potential mates because you canโt get him out of your head. making your way back to your marui, you wallow in self-pity. contemplating all the ways you went wrong, all the possible missteps you too that landed you here. youโre going to end up old and alone because you fell for someone who has no interest in you and canโt get over your feelings. oh how wrong you are.
you lift the flap door of your marui and enter, closing your eyes as you sigh and stretch once youโre safely in the comfort of your home. suddenly, you feel a strong arm wrap around your waist and a callused hand cover your mouth. inhaling sharply, you fear up to scream when slightly chapped lips brush against your ear, โdo not scream.โ at the sound of the familiar voice, you eyes dart down to the arm wrapped around your body, taking in the dark blue skin. neteyam. when did he get here? you didnโt hear him come in. was he here already? why would he be in your marui?
while questions swirl through your mind, neteyam nuzzles his nose in your soft curls, reveling in the feeling of your soft skin pressed against his and your salty, floral scent invading his senses. everything about you only makes him want you more. the subtle rise and fall of your chest in your surprise, but how well behaved youโre being for him. not squirming, not fighting, not making a single sound. he sighs into your hair, pulling your even tighter against his chest and taking pleasure in the fact that the top of your head only reaches the bottom of his chin.
youโve calmed down enough to take in your situation. the internal battle of screaming and making a break for it or just melting into his arms wagging in your mind. when the omatikaya man nuzzles into your neck, a deep, loud, rumbling purr rolling through his body, relaxing into his hold takes a small victory. upon feeling your muscles relax, his purr only increases and soft kisses join the nuzzling on your skin. however, you havenโt forgotten the situation youโre in. neteyam has barely spoken to you. youโre not even sure if he knows your name. and now heโs suddenly in your marui, uninvited, with a hand over your mouth and a grip on your stomach so tight your couldnโt bolt even if you wanted to.
โneteyam,โ you attempt, but it comes out muffled due to the rough palm covering your lips.
his ears perk up at the sound of his name, yellow eyes darting to your face. through your peripheral vision, you can see how blown his pupils are. soft kisses travel up your neck and jaw until he reaches your ear once more. โyes yawne?โ
his voice is breathy, you donโt like how much it affects you. you want to ask what heโs doing, why heโs here, why heโs doing it now, but you donโt want to anger him. youโve seen how neteyam can be when someone messes with his siblings. you absolutely do not want that anger directed at you. not when you know you canโt overpower him. you must tread lightly, โcan you take you hand off?โ he hesitates, ears pressing to his head and tail swishing behind him. you muster up your sweetest voice, โplease neteโ?โ
neteโ. neteyam almost shivers at the nickname. dropping his hand to join the other wrapped around your middle. you sigh in relief, making sure to keep your sugary tone, โthank you.โ he hums into your hair, grinning, the rumble in his throat never ceasing. neteโ neteโ neteโ. he loves how it sounds rolling off your tongue.
sheโs probably used that voice for others, a small voice in his head points out, for the one she has feelings for. his grin falls, purr stops short, and his grip on you tightens even more, making it slightly difficult to breathe.
youโre unsure what changed, but youโre quick to act. if you keep him happy, he wonโt hurt you, right? tilting your head back, you rest on his shoulder, burying your nose in the crook of his neck. he smells like the forest. deep, woodsy, earthy. replicating his earlier actions, you nuzzle his skin and take deep breaths. his purr returns quickly, and he reciprocates your affection with kisses peppered on your head, loosing his grip. neteyamโs heart beating erratically at your display.
with the return of his lovey mood, you feel itโs safe to ask, โwhat was that about?โ
neteyamโs prior plan of coaxing the name from you flew out the window the moment you began nosing at his neck. you must love him too, thereโs no other reason for you to be touching him this way. with his rational thought out of order, words begin tumbling from his lips as they cross his mind. โi saw you. earlier. when that boy confessed.โ
he did? you think. how could he have? we were in the woods, far from the village. โoh?โ you reply. but itโs more of an exhale than a word.
โmmhm,โ neteyam shuts his eyes, inhaling the scent of the cleansing balm you use on your hair, โyou said you hadโฆโ he takes on a slightly darker tone, โfeelings. for someone.โ
your heartbeat quickens, โiโฆi did.โ
โwho.โ itโs not a question, itโs a demand.
apparently you hesitate for a moment too long, youโre spun before you can blink. neteyam pinning your back to the wall of the marui, your chest flush with his own. he makes sure you keep eye contact with him by wrapping a callused hand around your neck, thumb and pointer finger tightly squeezing your jaw. youโve never seen him like this before. he looksโฆalmost feral. dark emotions swirling in his yellow eyes that you donโt recognize. it scares you, but at the same time it makes butterflies swirl in your stomach.
you look absolutely precious pinned beneath him like this. staring up at him with your big blue eyes and a confused look on your beautiful face. heโs sure not to hurt you, he would never hurt you, but he needs you to tell him who you have so called feelings for so he can take care of it and you can be together. his ears twitch when your breath hitches, he canโt help but bring his toned thigh between your legs, pressing the hard muscle to your core. nearly melting when your eye lids flutter at the contact. โwho,โ he demands, free hand cupping your cheek, tracing the stripes an your face, โtell me.โ
โneteโ,โ your voice is whispy, but your affection is beginning to override your fear.
the man swallows harshly, gritting his teeth as he spits his orders again, โwho. do you. have feelings for.โ neteyam is losing his patience, grip on your jaw tightening with every punctuation. you breathe out a word. a small, short word that even his elite hearing couldnโt catch. โlouder.โ he growls.
taking in a shaky breath, you repeat, โyou.โ
neteyamโs face goes blank. him? you have feelings for him? he never considered that to be a possibility. he assumed you had fallen for a metkayina boy. but once his brain catches up to itself, a blinding grin overtakes his face. his grip on your jaw lightens, but you get only a moment to breathe before his lips are on yours. theyโre a little chapped, but still soft. his kiss is passionate, desperate, and his excitement with your answer bleeds into every movement. his hands move to your hips, guiding you to rock against his thigh. the deep purr has returned, but this time itโs met with your soft one. licking his way into your mouth, he groans at your taste. sweet, salty, subtle. his taste is the opposite. savory and slightly bitter.
pulling away, neteyam nearly growls at your flushed expression, purple dusting your cheeks and bringing color to your lips. but heโs no better. your heart beats fiercely against your rib cage. you feel like prey under his gaze. you donโt have to time to navigate whether that sources from fear or attraction, because youโre swiftly lifted into his arms and carried to the bed.
lightly dropping you onto the plush materials, neteyam purrs, โstay.โ then makes his way around the marui, making sure all the window and door flaps are secured. if anyone saw you in the positions he plans to put you in, heโs not sure what he would do. after confirming the last flap is tied, he rises and stalks his way over to you. pinning you in place with his gaze. yellow irises donโt leave yours for a second as he joins you in the bed, gently pushing you to lay on your back, following so your faces are never more than an inch or two apart. azure hand moving to cup your face while the other supports his weight.
โyou are so beautiful,โ he purrs, โmy beautiful girl.โ a small smile creeps onto your lips involuntarily as you lean into his hand. โwe will just have to make sure the rest of the clan knows as well, hmm?โ some of the emotions from before swirl back into his eyes. but they donโt overtake them as they did before. the love, lust, and obsession he has for you are dominant. youโre so distracted by his expression that you donโt pick up on his movement until he rips your top clean in half. calmly tossing the scraps of the fabric to the side, then reaching to untie his loincloth. you instantly copy his actions, not wanting your loincloth to receive the same treatment as your top. he traces over your body with half lidded eyes, leaning to capture your lips in a soft kiss, murmuring sweet praise as they come to mind while he trails kisses wherever he pleases.
โso pretty baby,โ he coos, making his way from you cheek to your jaw.
โyou are the most gorgeous woman i have ever seen,โ he purrs into your neck.
โno one compares to you, yawne. no one.โ he growls where your neck meets you shoulder. you mewl at his compliments and kisses, but shriek when he bites down on your throat. hard. simultaneously, pushing one of his long fingers into your cunt.
โshh shh shh, itโs okay, youโre okay. it will feel better soon ma love.โ he coos. when he rises from your neck, you can see your blood staining his lips. watching as he licks the metallic liquid from his skin with a satisfied grin. bringing his rough thumb to rub circles on your clit.
you should be scared. you should be terrified. you should be screaming bloody murder for help. but, the boy youโve had a crush on for damn near a year is looking at you as if you hung the stars in the sky just for him. like he would do anything for you. like he would fall to his knees and worship the ground you walk on if you asked. and you canโt bring yourself to feel what any normal person would be feeling. fear simply wonโt overcome the joy you feel at the reciprocation of your feelings, even if itโs a bit unhealthy. you never though you had a chance with neteyam. now here he is, pumping two of his fingers in and out of your cunt, gazing at you with nothing but infatuation, and marking you up with bites and dark purple hickies so everyone knows youโre taken. is it a crime to enjoy it?
he pushes his third finger into your cunt, scissoring and curling the limbs to relax your walls. cooing when you whine at the stretch, โyou can take it baby. i know you can. you were made for me. just for me.โ neteyam is obsessed. your expressions of pleasure as he pumps his fingers into you will live in the forefront of his mind for the rest of his life. โi think youโre ready for me yawne,โ neteyam coos, pulling his fingers from your cunt. shivering when you whine in distaste. so needy, just for him.
neteyam pushes his cock in slowly. he doesnโt want to hurt you. but every little mewl and moan you produce weakens his resolve ever so slightly. the last of his patience slips through his fingers when he buries himself to the hilt in your soft heat, coaxing the most erotic whimper heโs ever heard from your lips. all because of him, for him, and only him. he canโt help but go harder. but you were made for him. sent by eywa herself to be his mate. you can take it. you can take him.
your body jolts with the force of his thrusts, breasts bouncing in time with his harsh movements. the pain subsiding after a little while. neteyamโs eyes are locked on where you meet. watching as his cock enters and exits your cunt, the coating of your arousal on his skin growing each time he pulls out, leaving a thick ring of white around his cock. moaning at the sight, neteyam picks up his pace even more. youโre this aroused for him. no one else. heโs making you feel so good that your slick is dripping down to his balls.
a sweet mewl reaches his keen ears, gaze locking of your expression instead, โneteโโฆโteyamโฆโtey โtey โtey,โ you whine, arching your back to push your chest into his.
cooing, he tilts his head, โwhat is it ma love?โ his voice is laced with lust, and something darker you would have picked up on weโre it not for your muddled mind, โuse your words.โ you try to do as he says, but canโt form the syllables when he hardens his thrusts and begins rubbing harsh circles on your sensitive nub. seeing you stutter and stumble over yourself fills his chest with pride. heโs making you feel so good that you canโt form words. if thatโs not a sign you were made for each other, than what is?
leaning over your jolting form, neteyam nuzzles your face with his nose. a seemingly sweet action covering the fact he was trying to drown you in his scent. a knot beings to form in your abdomen, tightening with every thrust and kiss neteyam places on your skin. arching into his chest, white spots begin dancing across your vision. everything becomes blurry as your orgasm overtakes your senses. you feel neteyamโs free hand sliding across your skin to the arch of your back, callused thumb stroking the soft skin there.
your peak hits you like a truck. itโs like nothing youโve ever felt before, pleasure igniting every nerve in your body. your fists clench and toes curl, chest rising and falling with your frantic breaths. you hadnโt registered the ringing in your ears until it began to subside, neteyamโs sweet coos growing louder with each passing second. rapid blinks bring your vision back to normal, gaze instantly landing on neteyamโs giddy, flushed, lustful expression. harsh thrusts have changed to slow rolls, your dazed irises trail down his body to where you meet, but widen when they find something else.
on your stomach rests your kuru, as well as neteyamโs, intertwined. tsaheylu.
neteyam bites his lip while eyeing where youโre bonded, though the action does little to hide his massive grin. exited, satisfied eyes dart back up to yours before he dives down for a hungry kiss. pulling away, he nuzzles your nose, โyou are mine now. as i am yours.โ as he pulls back slightly, you can make out the crazed possession in his irises, โwe are mated for life. no one can take you from me.โ
a/n: im sorry this kinda sucks :/ i was just having such a hard time bc i didnโt outline this like i normally do and it was not going where i wanted.
Summary: Inspired by episode 21x8. Alden came back home still wearing the scrubs and Y/N is turned on.
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Dr. Parker
Y/N was making some dinner when she heard the front door opening. She knew it was Alden and immediately stopped what she was doing to welcome him. She was overjoyed that he was back home since they hadnโt been able to see each other for over a week due to both their jobs.
As she saw him, Y/N threw herself into his arms coughing him off guard. He embraced her straightway,
โHi. I missed you so much.โ She whispered in his ear, holding him tighter.
โI missed you too, baby.โ He replied as they parted. At that moment she realized he had a stiff neck and suddenly feared that she might have hugged him too tight.
โOh my gosh! Iโm so sorry, I forgot about your neck. Did I hurt you?โ she rambled worried but noticed no sign of discomfort on him.
His features softened at the way she was worrying. Alden wasnโt used to people looking after him or being worried about him. Yeah, the team got worried about him just a few hours prior, but that was different. So, whenever Y/N showed some interest in his work, asked him about his day, or showed worries, it always surprised him.
โHoney, Iโm fine. Torres gave me a back-crack and it worked magic.โ
โThatโs great.โ She gave him a peck on his lips โTake off your coat. I made dinner.โ
Y/N walked back to the kitchen, leaving Alden behind as he did what she said. Entering the kitchen he saw her focused on cooking while a good smell filled the room.
โWhat are you making?โ he asked curiously.
โPasta withโโ she began to reply but stopped mid-sentence when she saw that he wasnโt wearing his usual clothes. โWhy are you wearing a scrub?โ
Alden hesitated for a second before answering, not wanting to make her worry. โI went undercover and forgot to change.โ
Y/N watched him from head to toe a few times. He saw the changes in her eyes as they seemed to turn into two black holes, he knew that look all too well. She unconsciously bit her lower lips, still focused on the way he looked while she felt the desire starting to fill her body.
โDonโt give me that look.โ He warned.
โWhat look?โ
โThe โI wanna fuck you right here, right nowโ look.โ
โI donโt know what youโre talking about.โ She replied innocently as she walked slowly towards him, pushed him closer to her and kissed him passionately. He wrapped her into his arms and leaned into the kiss, groaning.
It quickly became hot and desperate. Their wandering hands traveled along each otherโs bodies, making clear what they wanted. He backed her off to the kitchen counter, kissing her more avidly and making her moan. Her fingers threaded through his hair, anchoring him to her as their kisses grew more urgent, more desperate.
โSomeone is turned on,โ Alden said smirking.
She nodded eagerly โYou look so hot dress like this.โ
He smirked at the effect he had on her. His lips began trailing down her neck nipping and kissing the sensitive skin. She gasped, her breath hitching as he found a particularly sensitive spot. He smiled against her skin, loving the way she responded to his touch.
"Alden," she moaned softly, her voice filled with need.
He lifted his head, his eyes locking with hers, dark with desire. "I need you,โ he said, his voice low and husky.
She nodded, her eyes mirroring his desire. "Then don't stop," she whispered.
Alden didn't need any more encouragement. He kissed her again, his hands exploring her body with a renewed intensity. He slid his hands down her back, feeling the warmth of her skin through the thin fabric of her shirt. His fingers found the hem, slipping underneath to touch her bare skin. She shivered at his touch, her body arching into his.
His lips traveled back up to her jaw, then captured her mouth in a searing kiss. She tasted like home, familiar and intoxicating. He couldn't get enough. He needed more of her, needed to feel her against him without any barriers.
She seemed to sense his urgency. Her hands left his hair and moved to the hem of his shirt. He chuckled softly against her lips, helping her by pulling the shirt over his head in one swift motion. She ran her hands over his chest, her touch setting his skin on fire.
Alden's hands roamed lower, finding the waistband of her shorts and panties. He hooked his fingers into them and slowly, teasingly, pulled them down. She stepped out of them, kicking them aside, her eyes never leaving his. He could see the desire in her gaze, mirrored in his own.
He lifted her onto the counter, stepping between her legs. She wrapped them around his waist, pulling him closer. The feel of his body pressed against hers was almost too much to bear. She could feel how much he wanted her and bit her lower lips at the thought. He kissed her again, hard and demanding, his hands gripping her hips.
Their kisses grew more frenzied, more desperate. Alden's hands slid under her shirt, pushing it up and over her head. She wore a simple bra, and he took a moment to appreciate the sight of her. She was beautiful, every inch of her. He kissed her collarbone, moving lower, trailing kisses down to the swell of her breasts.
She arched into him, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps, as the feeling of his beard was tickling against her skin. "Alden," she whispered, her voice a plea.
โYouโre beautiful.โ He whispered against her skin. Looking up at her and placing another kiss on her lips, Y/N wrapped her arm around his neck, deepening the kiss, and pulling his hair a little.
He reached behind her, unhooking her bra and tossing it aside. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples, drawing a moan from her lips. He took one in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the sensitive peak, while his hand teased the other. She writhed against him, her hands gripping his shoulders for support.
Alden kissed his way back up to her mouth, his hands never ceasing their exploration. She was soft and warm and perfect, and he couldn't get enough of her. He pressed closer, feeling the heat of her body against his.
"I love you," she whispered against his lips, her voice rough with emotion.
"I love you too," he replied, with a radiant smile.
In that moment, everything felt right. The days apart were a distant memory, overshadowed by the intensity of their reunion. They stood there, wrapped in each otherโs arms, savoring the closeness and the love that bound them together.
Alden reached down, discarding his pants and boxers. He paused, looking into her eyes, seeking her permission. She nodded, her eyes dark with desire and love. He positioned himself at her entrance, taking a moment to savor the feeling of being so close to her. He pushed inside her slowly, both of them gasping at the sensation.
โOh God,โ she whispered gripping at his shoulder.
He held still for a moment, letting them both adjust to the feeling. She tightened her legs around him, urging him deeper. He began to move, slow and gentle at first, then faster, harder, as their need for each other grew.
Their movements became more frantic, their breaths coming in short, sharp gasps. The kitchen was filled with the sounds of their lovemaking, the slap of skin against skin, the whispered words of love and longing. It wasnโt about quantity in that moment, they just wanted to feel the other closer.
His hand found its way between their bodies, reaching her clit. As his fingers began to draw small circles, she felt a pleasant feeling grew in her stomach. Her hips arched against his hands wanting to feel more. His beard brushing over her chest sent shivers through her spine, adding sensations.
His thrusts were more deliberate and precise, hitting her in the right spot he knew would send her over the edge. With her legs wrapped around his waist, she pulled him deeper as her arms were around his neck and her hands tangled in his hair. Alden felt himself closer to the edge, and he could tell she was close too.
โDonโt stop, honey.โ She moaned.
His hands moved faster on her wet clit, his pounding was deeper and harder. The kitchen was filled by the sound of their low grows and moans. With a final, deep thrust, they both found their release, crying out each otherโs names. Alden held her close, their bodies trembling with the aftershocks of their lovemaking.
โFuck, Y/N.โ He kissed her softly, tenderly, on her forehead, his heart swelling with love for her. โI missed you so much,โ he whispered, his voice filled with emotion.
โI missed you too,โ she replied, her voice equally soft.
They stayed like that for a while, holding each other, savoring the feeling of being together. Her forehead rested against his, wrapped in each otherโs arms, knowing that no matter how much time passed, they would always find their way back to each other. Eventually, Alden helped her down from the counter, both of them still breathless and flushed.
โI think you need a little more care,โ Alden murmured against her ear, his voice playful yet thick with desire.
She looked up at him, her eyebrow arched in question. โOh? What kind of care do you have in mind, Doctor Parker?โ
He grinned, loving the playful spark in her eyes. โWell, it seems you might need a thorough examination. After all, Iโve been away for a few days. Canโt have you suffering from withdrawal, can we?โ
Her smile widened as she caught onto his game. โWithdrawal, you say? And what would you prescribe for that, Doctor?โ
โWhy donโt we take this to the bedroom, and Iโll show you?โ His voice was smooth, with a hint of mischief, making her heart race with excitement.
โLead the way, Doctor.โ She giggled, her fingers trailing down his chest as he took her hand and guided her out of the kitchen.
They moved through the dimly lit hallway, the anticipation between them building with each step. By the time they reached the bedroom, the air was thick with tension, the kind that made every touch electric. Alden pushed open the door and led her inside, the familiar surroundings instantly comforting.
Once inside, Alden turned to face her, his expression serious yet playful. โI think itโs time for your examination,โ he said, his voice dropping to a deep, authoritative tone that sent a thrill through her.
She bit her lip, enjoying the way he took control. โYes, Doctor,โ she replied, her voice soft and obedient, playing along with the role he was setting.
โGood,โ he murmured, stepping closer. He gently pushed her to sit on the edge of the bed, his hands running up her arms in a soothing, almost clinical manner. โLetโs start with the basics.โ
Once she was completely bare before him, Alden took a moment to admire her, his eyes roaming over her body with a look of appreciation and hunger. โYouโre perfect,โ he murmured, his voice filled with sincerity and adoration.
โThank you, Doctor,โ she whispered, feeling her heart swell at his words.
He stepped back slightly, adopting a more clinical demeanor as he continued the game. โNow that you're comfortable, Iโll need to assess your overall well-being,โ Alden said, his tone a mix of playful seriousness and genuine desire. He knelt before her, his hands lightly resting on her knees as he gazed up at her. โLetโs begin with a basic check-up, shall we?โ
She nodded, her breath catching in her throat as she anticipated his next move. The intensity of his gaze made her feel vulnerable, yet deeply desired, and she couldnโt help but tremble slightly under his touch.
Alden slowly ran his hands up her legs, his fingers brushing lightly over her skin, sending shivers through her body. He paused at her thighs, his hands resting there as he leaned in closer. โYou seem tense,โ he observed, his voice soft and soothing. โWe canโt have that, now can we?โ
โNo, Doctor,โ she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
โIโll need to check your pulse,โ he said, a hint of a smile playing on his lips as he brought his hand to the side of her neck, his fingers pressing gently against her pulse point. His touch was firm yet tender, his eyes never leaving hers as he counted the beats, feeling the rapid thrum beneath her skin.
โYour heart is racing,โ he murmured, his voice low. "Have you been experiencing any... excitement lately?"
She bit her lip, trying to maintain her composure under his intense gaze. "Only since you arrived, Doctor,"
He smiled, proudly. "I see. Perhaps a more thorough examination is in order."
His hand trailed down from her neck to her collarbone, then lower, brushing lightly over her breasts. Her breath hitched again as his fingers traced the curve of her body, his touch sending sparks of pleasure through her.
โLie back,โ he instructed, his voice firm but gentle.
She did as he asked, lying back on the bed, her heart pounding in her chest. Alden leaned over her, his hands roaming her body with a practiced ease that made her feel both cherished and thoroughly examined. He ran his hands over her arms, her sides, her stomach, pausing occasionally as if to make a mental note of her reactions.
โYouโre responding well to the treatment,โ he remarked, his voice filled with satisfaction. โBut I think we need to be thorough. Canโt leave any stone unturned.โ
โYes, Doctor,โ she whispered, her voice trembling with anticipation.
Alden moved lower, his hands sliding down to her hips, then to her thighs, spreading them gently apart. She gasped at the intimate contact, her body instinctively responding to his touch. He looked up at her, his eyes dark with desire, yet maintaining the playful pretense of his role.
โNow, letโs check your reflexes,โ he said, his voice husky. He ran his hands up and down her inner thighs, his fingers grazing her most sensitive areas but never quite touching where she needed him most. It was a deliberate tease, and she felt her body grow more desperate for him with each passing second.
She moaned softly, her hips involuntarily lifting toward him, seeking more of his touch. Alden smirked at her reaction, clearly enjoying the effect he was having on her. โSensitive, I see. Thatโs good. Very good.โ
โPlease, Doctor,โ she whispered, her voice edged with desperation.
He raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise. โPlease what, Miss? Youโll have to be more specific if you want me to administer the correct treatment.โ
โTouch me,โ she pleaded, her voice trembling with need. โI need you to touch me.โ
Aldenโs expression softened, the playful dominance giving way to something deeper. โAs you wish,โ he murmured, his voice filled with tenderness and desire.
He positioned himself between her legs, his eyes locked on hers as he lowered his head. The anticipation built within her, her entire body trembled with expectation. He started by kissing the inside of her thigh, his lips soft and warm, but it was the feel of his beard that had her writhing beneath him. The rough texture against her sensitive skin sent waves of pleasure coursing through her, making her moan softly.
โYouโre already so wet,โ he observed, his voice thick with desire. โDo you need this that badly?โ
โYes,โ she breathed, her voice barely audible. โI need you, Alden.โ
He paused for a moment, savoring the sound of her saying his name in such a vulnerable, needy tone. It made his heart swell with affection, and his own desire grew stronger. Without another word, he slipped a finger inside her, drawing a deep moan from her lips as her body arched off the bed.
โIs this what you needed?โ he asked, his tone a mix of tenderness and authority as he began to move his finger inside her, slow and deliberate.
โYes, Doctor,โ she replied, her voice shaking with pleasure. โIt feels so goodโฆโ
Alden smiled, adding a second finger, curling them inside her to find that perfect spot.
โGod, Alden!โ She cried out, her hands gripping the sheets as he continued to work her with practiced precision. He watched her face, drinking in every expression, every gasp, every shudder of pleasure.
โYouโre doing so well,โ he murmured, his voice low and soothing. โI think weโre making great progress.โ
She could only moan in response, her body trembling with each wave of pleasure that washed over her. โPlease donโt stop.โ she gasped, her body already teetering on the edge.
Alden increased the pace of his fingers, his thumb finding her clit and applying just the right amount of pressure. The combination was too much, and she felt closer to the edge when suddenly, he stopped moving and withdrew his fingers
โFuck!โ she moaned loudly in frustration.
He couldnโt help but smile at her reaction, โPatient, Miss. Let the doctor do his work,โ he teased, his voice thick with amusement and desire.
Her annoyance quickly faded as he pressed his lips against her most sensitive spot. He kissed her there softly at first, his beard brushing against her with every movement, each sensation heightened by the roughness of his facial hair. It was an exquisite kind of torture, the combination of softness and roughness.
Alden seemed to know exactly what he was doing to her, and he reveled in her reactions. His tongue flicked out, teasing her gently, while his beard provided an entirely different kind of stimulation. She moaned, her hands gripping the sheets as she tried to control the overwhelming sensations building within her.
โGood girl,โ he murmured against her, the praise sending a fresh wave of arousal through her. โYouโre doing so well. But Iโm not done with you yet.โ
His tongue began to move with more purpose, lapping at her with a rhythm that was both relentless and gentle. The combination of his skilled mouth and the delicious friction of his beard was too much. She felt herself spiraling, the pleasure mounting with every passing second.
โAlden, pleaseโฆโ she gasped, her body trembling as she teetered on the brink.
โNot yet,โ he said, pulling back slightly to look up at her, his eyes dark and intense. โI want to hear you beg for it.โ
The command in his voice sent a shiver down her spine. She wanted to protest, to tell him she was already so close, but the way he was looking at her made her want to submit, to give him what he wanted.
โPlease, Doctor,โ she begged, her voice trembling with need. โI need youโฆ pleaseโฆโ
โGood girl,โ he murmured, clearly satisfied with her submission. โNow, letโs finish this examination.โ
He returned to his task with renewed intensity, his mouth and beard working in tandem to drive her over the edge. This time, he didnโt hold back, his tongue moving faster, his beard rubbing against her with every movement.
She felt the pleasure build and build until it became unbearable. โFuck, Alden!โ
Her body convulsed as waves of ecstasy crashed over her, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she rode out the intense pleasure. Alden didnโt stop, his mouth and beard continuing their assault until she was completely spent, her body limp and trembling.
Finally, he pulled back, a satisfied smile on his lips as he looked up at her. โI think thatโs one successful treatment,โ he said, his voice laced with satisfaction.
She could only nod, her breath still coming in short gasps as she tried to recover. He climbed up onto the bed beside her, pulling her into his arms and holding her close as her breathing gradually returned to normal.
He kissed her forehead, his touch tender and loving as he whispered, โYou did so well, my love. Iโm so proud of you.โ
She smiled, nuzzling against his chest, feeling a deep sense of contentment wash over her. โThank you, Aldenโฆ I mean, Doctor,โ she added with a playful grin.
Alden chuckled, his arms tightening around her. โYouโre very welcome, Miss. Iโm always here to take care of you.โ
They lay there together for a while, the warmth of their connection lingering in the air. But Alden wasnโt done yet. He had more in mind, and he could tell by the way she was looking at him that she was ready for whatever came next.
โI think thereโs still some follow-up treatment we need to take care of,โ Alden murmured, his voice once again taking on that authoritative tone that sent shivers down her spine.
โOh?โ she replied, her eyes lighting up with anticipation. โAnd what kind of treatment might that be, Doctor?โ
Alden smirked, moving so that he was hovering over her, his body pressing her gently into the mattress. โSomething a little more intensive,โ he whispered, his lips brushing against hers. โSomething to make sure youโre fully recovered.โ
She moaned softly as his hands began to roam her body again, his touch confident and possessive. โI think I might need that, Doctor,โ she whispered back, her voice filled with desire.
Alden kissed her deeply, his hands exploring every inch of her body as he prepared to give her exactly what she needed. He pulled back slightly, his eyes locking onto hers as he positioned himself at her entrance.
โI want you to tell me how it feels,โ he murmured, his voice low and commanding. โI want to hear every sound you make, every word that slips from your lips.โ
She nodded, her breath hitching as she felt him begin to push inside her, filling her completely. She gasped at the sensation, her body stretching to accommodate him, the feeling of him inside her both intense and deeply satisfying.
โOh, Alden,โ she moaned, her voice trembling with pleasure. โIt feelsโฆ it feels so good.โ
โGood,โ he replied, his voice rough with emotion as he began to move, slow and deliberate, each thrust drawing soft cries of pleasure from her lips.
He watched her closely, every little reaction making his desire burn hotter. He loved the way she responded to him, the way her body moved with his, the way she called out his name with such raw need.
โDoes it feel good, darling?โ he asked, his voice low and intimate.
โYes, so good,โ she breathed, her hands gripping his shoulders as he moved within her, the pleasure building once again with each deep, deliberate thrust.
Alden increased his pace, his thrusts becoming more forceful, more desperate as he felt his own need rising. He wanted to lose himself in her, to feel every part of her, to give her everything he had.
โCome for me again,โ he whispered, his voice thick with desire. โI want to feel you come around me.โ
Her breath caught in her throat at his words, her body already teetering on the edge of another orgasm. She moaned loudly, her nails digging into his back as she let herself go, her body shuddering with pleasure as she came, hard and intense.
Alden groaned, the sensation of her tightening around him pushing him over the edge. He thrust deeply into her one final time, feeling her muscles clench around him as he reached his own climax. His release was powerful, his body trembling as he emptied himself inside her, a deep groan escaping his lips. The intensity of the moment was overwhelming, the connection between them stronger than ever as they rode the waves of pleasure together.
Alden held her close, their bodies still entwined as they came down from the high of their lovemaking. He could feel her heart pounding against his chest, her breaths coming in short, ragged gasps as she tried to regain her composure. He pressed gentle kisses to her forehead, her cheeks, her lips, whispering words of love and affection as they lay there, basking in the afterglow.
She smiled up at him, her eyes filled with contentment and adoration. โThat wasโฆ incredible,โ she whispered, her voice soft and filled with awe.
โYouโre incredible,โ Alden replied, his voice tender and sincere. He brushed a strand of hair away from her face, his fingers lingering on her skin as he gazed down at her. โIโm so lucky to have you.โ
Her heart swelled at his words, and she reached up to cup his face in her hands, pulling him down for a slow, lingering kiss. โIโm the lucky one,โ she murmured against his lips, her eyes shining with love.
They lay there together, wrapped in each otherโs arms, the world outside fading away as they savored the closeness of the moment. It was as if time had stopped, leaving them in their own little bubble of happiness and contentment.
After a while, Alden shifted slightly, rolling onto his side and pulling her with him so they were lying face to face. He ran his fingers lightly over her arm, his touch gentle and soothing. โHow are you feeling, my love?โ he asked, his voice soft and caring.
She smiled, feeling a warmth spread through her at the concern in his voice. โI feel wonderful,โ she replied, her tone filled with contentment.
He grinned, his heart swelling with pride at her words. โIโm glad,โ he said, leaning in to press a soft kiss to her lips. "You know," he said, a playful tone creeping into his voice, "I think we might need to schedule regular follow-up appointments."
She giggled, her fingers dancing over his chest. "Oh? And how often would you recommend, Doctor?"
"Daily, at least," he replied, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Perhaps even more frequently, depending on how well you respond to treatment."
"Daily?" she teased, arching an eyebrow. "Are you sure you can handle that, Doctor? Thatโs quite a demanding schedule."
He grinned, his hand sliding down to rest on her hip. "For you? Iโd happily clear my calendar."
She laughed softly, the sound like music to his ears. "Well, in that case, I think Iโll have to take full advantage of your services."
"Anytime, anywhere," he murmured, his voice dropping to a more serious tone as he gazed into her eyes.
Aldenโs heart swelled with emotion, his love for her feeling almost too big to contain. He kissed her again, slow and sweet, pouring everything he felt into that one gesture. When they finally pulled apart, he rested his forehead against hers, their breaths mingling in the small space between them.
"You should get some rest," he murmured, his voice filled with concern and affection.
She nodded sleepily, her body finally succumbing to the exhaustion that had been kept at bay by the intensity of their night together. "Hold me?" she asked softly, her voice barely a whisper.
"Always," he replied, his arms tightening around her as he settled them both under the covers.
With a contented sigh, she closed her eyes, a small smile playing on her lips as she drifted off to sleep, safe and warm in his embrace. Alden watched her for a while, his heart swelling with love and gratitude for the woman in his arms.
Eventually, he allowed his own eyes to close, the rhythm of her breathing lulling him into a deep, peaceful sleep. And as they slept, wrapped in the warmth of their love, the world outside faded away, leaving only the two of them, together and complete.
pairing: softdark!ceo!bucky x naive!assistant!reader
word count:ย 8.6k
summary: Being John Walkerโs assistant is hard; heโs mean, disrespectful, misogynistic, the whole nine yards. On top of that, he hardly pays you fairly. So, when youโre fired for a mistake youโre sure wasnโt your fault, youโre at risk of being kicked out by your rude roommates. Luckily for you, James Barnes, a wildly successful CEO, has found his way into your life. And heโs going to take such good care of you.
warnings: where do i even start, 18+, minors DNI and i fucking mean it, mild coercion, some of it could be interpreted as stalking, fingering, unprotected p in v sex, sir kink, oral (f receiving), housewife kink, breeding kink, pet names (bunny, darling), dirty talk, dom!bucky and sub!reader, choking, squirting, basically just absolute filth, a little hurt-comfort, readerโs roommates are awful and mean, not john walker friendly but when am i ever
a/n: so this was supposed to just be some quick smut but as always i went overboard, so please enjoy! likes and comments are appreciated, reblogs are even better!
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Your hands are shaking slightly, your heartbeat races with anxiety, and your leg bounces rapidly. Today is an important day after all, and your boss has made it clear that if you mess up in any way then heโd have to rethink your employment. That sent dread flooding through your body, so youโve been preparing yourself for the last week to make sure everything for the meeting is perfect.
And, on the technical side, everything is immaculate - mostly due to you staying up until almost midnight each night to polish the presentation. You thought everything was done properly, but when youโd walked into the building that morning your boss was holed up in his office finishing up his portion of the work, so youโd decided to simply email him to let him know that you had arrived.
Everything was perfect. But when you get into the meeting room, your bossโ eyes go wide, anger clouding them while he scowls. You quickly make your way to his side, only for him to bark out a command for you to grab water for his incoming guests. Placing your notebook on the table, you turn to scurry off to the side to grab the glasses, but youโre stopped when your boss grabs your arm harshly.
โDo you have a change of clothes?โ
โUmโฆ Um, I-โ Your boss raises an eyebrow, and you feel like you might throw up from the sudden anxiety. โNo, sir.โ
He scoffs, muttering under his breath something about looking โtrashy,โ before releasing you and allowing you to go to the minibar.
Your arm stings, no doubt sporting a red mark because of how harsh the grip was. Youโre also confused because you thought the floral dress youโd chosen was pretty. Sure, it may not be high class, but your boss has never had a problem with it before, but youโre assuming that heโs on edge due to who heโs meeting with.
James Barnes; the most powerful and successful CEO in the entire country. You havenโt met him personally, but from what you hear you know that heโs not someone you want to upset. According to the hushed whispers around the office, he stands at a towering 6โ6, tattoos cover his arms and hands, and if he frowns then you better move out of the way.
Would Mr. Barnes be upset with your attire?
You desperately hope not, because you need this job. While you can barely make your rent and utilities, you donโt have any other job lined up, and youโre way too scared to ask for a raise from a man who so clearly disrespects you. For right now, though, youโre stuck.
The oak doors open, and one of the office assistants steps off to the side while holding the door open for several men to walk in. You hear him before you see him. Youโve never heard his voice, but the commanding tone he uses when he addresses your boss lets you know that it must be him.
โHello, Mr. Walker,โ Mr. Barnes greets him, and you can hear your boss stand and greet him as well.
Youโre trying your hardest to keep calm while you walk toward the table with a platter holding several glasses of water. You do your best to place them in front of the men without showing how nervous you are.
But when you get to Mr. Barnes, you nearly spill the drink all over the table once you get a whiff of his clearly expensive cologne. Oh, how youโd love to be surrounded by that scent, the woodsy smell almost intimidates you but youโre unsure as to why you donโt mind.
Youโve never done anything even remotely sexual with a man, youโre far too awkward and anxious in a way that isnโt too appealing to many, but for a very brief moment, you wonder what he looks like underneath the black three-piece suit โ the prominent veins on his hands insinuates that the rest of his body is probably just as toned. But youโre immediately snapped out of your thoughts by your bossโ harsh voice calling your name.
โArenโt you going to greet our guests?โ
You breathe in sharply, heat flooding your face as you stumble your way through an apology and a polite โHello, Mr. Barnes.โ
Youโre about to leave his side when he reaches out to grasp your hand โ surprisingly gentle for such a powerful man. With a slight jump, you glance over to your boss whoโs staring at you as though youโre becoming a nuisance and should quickly get back to your chair beside his. But you canโt, both because of Mr. Barnesโ hold and the fact that when you look back at the man in front of you his ocean-blue eyes pull you in, and youโre unable to break your gaze.
โAnd who might you be, darling?โ His eyes twinkle with mischief but youโre too blind to see it, youโre too flustered to really focus.
โOh, you donโt need to worry about her, sheโs just โโ
โI wasnโt asking you,โ Mr. Barnes snaps, briefly glancing at your boss and not bothering to hide his smirk when he almost visibly cowers. โNow, darling,โ he continues, rubbing the back of your hand with his thumb. โWhatโs your name?โ
You nearly squeak, having to force yourself to tell him your name before he gets upset with your lack of answer.
Mr. Barnes hums, then brings your hand up so he can place a delicate kiss on your knuckles. โA pretty name for a pretty girl.โ
You flounder for a moment, unsure as to what to make of the compliment. You donโt have much time to overthink it because this meeting has a time limit and youโre sure your boss would prefer to get this over with.
โTh-Thank you, sir.โ Youโre not sure why, but your voice is breathy because something about that word โ sir โ just feels right for him, though youโre not sure what it means.
โSo polite,โ He mumbles to himself, and his eyes seem to grow darker. Finally, he lets you go, shooting you a wink and smirking to himself when you scurry off to sit next to your boss.
The presentation went relatively smoothly โ thank God. You donโt know what you would have done if anything went wrong. In fact, Mr. Barnes seemed extremely invested in what you had to say, catching your gaze several times and causing you to stumble over your words a few times, only for your boss to clear his throat and glare at you. Eventually, Mr. Barnes throws him his own glare, silently telling him to shut up, to which your boss finally does.
Once the meeting was declared to be over, you were quick to close your notebook and tuck your pen behind your ear, then you went around the table and started collecting the now-empty glasses. As youโre running around the room trying to clean up, you can feel a powerful gaze boring holes into your body, but you try not to pay it any mind. Itโs probably just your boss anyway.
But when you turn away from the desk to finally leave, you bump into Mr. Barnes, your body nearly slamming into his very sturdy chest. His hands shoot to your hips almost immediately, helping to steady yourself.
The warmth of his body pulls you in, but that might also be because Mr. Barnes is literally bringing you closer to his chest by the hold he has on your hips. And thatโs when you realize that your hands are clutching his shoulders, but you canโt find it in you to let go.
โWhatโs the rush?โ He asks playfully, his upper lip quirking up in a smirk. โYouโre running around like a little bunny.โ
โOh, oh Iโm sorry, Mr. Barnes.โ Youโre not sure why youโre apologizing, you recognize that heโs just teasing, but something in you doesnโt want to disappoint him.ย
โMr. Barnes.โ He hums, his eyes briefly glancing down to your lips. โI like it when you call me that.โ
Now youโre really flustered, your face heats up and you have to do everything in your power not to faint โ the way his voice deepens is doing something to you and you donโt know how to handle it.
โIโd like it a lot more if you called me James, though. Can you do that for me, bunny?โย
โYe-Yes, James.โ You might have been embarrassed about how quick you were to answer him, but the way he closes his eyes and tightens the hold he has on your body youโre thinking it was the right decision.
Mr. Barnes โ James โ opens his mouth again, but is interrupted by the door being opened by one of the office assistants, whose eyes immediately go wide in shock. It seems to take a second for her to gather her bearings, but she recovers soon enough.
โMr. Walker is requesting you,โ She tells you, glancing over at James and giving him a nervous smile. โHe says you have to file all of the paperwork for the meeting.โ
You sigh, youโre tired of having to do everything for your boss only for him to take credit ninety percent of the time. But, itโs what youโre paid to do, so you suck it up.ย
Looking back to James, you give him a shy smile, reluctantly removing your hands from his shoulders.ย
โUm, I guess I should go, James.โ Youโre a little sad, and you donโt quite know why having to leave him and go back to your duties makes you so anxious. It could be because Mr. Walker is mean, or maybe because James makes you feel safe. In reality, itโs probably a mixture of both.
โI guess you should,โ He murmurs, removing one of his large hands from your waist so he can cup the back of your neck and pull you closer, only for him to press a lingering kiss on your forehead.
And absolutely no one can blame you for the quiet whimper that leaves your lips, even though you are surprised by your reaction. It doesnโt matter though, because he finally moves back, letting go of you and reaching into the pocket on the inside of his suit jacket so he can pull out what looks like a business card.
โHere,โ James says, handing it to you. โIn case you ever want to talk, youโre always free to call me.โ
โWhat would we talk about?โ Your confusion causes James to chuckle, and he seems amused by your naivety.
โWhatever you want, Bunny. Whether you just want to talk about nonsense or vent about your boss. Doesnโt matter to me as long as I get to hear your beautiful voice.โ
With that, he gives you a wink, then turns to the door and leaves, though he does glance back at you. With one final smile, he leaves, and youโre left with a million racing thoughts while standing in the middle of the meeting room.
It took three days for you to finally reach out to James. As soon as you got home that night you ran to your bedroom and added his number to your phone, going so far as to put his business card in your bedside table drawer so you wouldnโt lose it. It just took a little time to gain the courage to actually contact him. After all, what if he was just being friendly? Youโve never met anyone quite like him, so itโs hard to read into his actions.
But today had gone horribly. The cafรฉ you frequent before work was so busy that you didnโt have time to grab your coffee without being extremely late, the bistro you were demanded to pick up lunch from was closed โ and while it wasnโt your fault, Mr. Walker certainly seemed to think it was. Your workload was piled high and by the end of the day, you were on the verge of crying due to the stress and mean comments thrown at you by your boss.
You need a shoulder to lean on and, unfortunately for you, you donโt have anyone else to go to. Youโre pretty sure your roommates hate you and only let you live with them because they havenโt found a new roommate yet, you donโt have siblings and your parents are states away, and you have maybe a few friends, but even then the communication is scarce.
You need a shoulder to lean on, and James offered his, so you finally decided to pull up his contact and start a new message. It takes several minutes to figure out what to say, but you eventually settle on something simple.
Hi, James. I donโt know if you remember me, but Iโm Mr. Walkerโs assistant. You gave me your number in case I ever wanted to talk.
You hit send and stare down at your phone anxiously as you wait for a reply. A minute goes by, then two, suddenly five, and then youโre starting to regret texting him, what if he doesnโt remember you? What if heโs busy? What if โย
Your phone starts ringing, Jamesโ name popping up on the screen and taunting you โ almost commanding you to answer.
โHello?โ
โGood evening, bunny,โ James says softly, and if you press your ear close enough to your phone you could pretend that heโs right next to you.
โHi, James. I hope Iโm not disturbing you.โ Your voice is soft and timid, youโd hate to disrupt anything heโs doing.
โDonโt be silly, bunny,โ He says, his smile evident in his tone. โI always have time for you.โ
โOh, um. Thank you, sir.โ Itโs almost indescribable, but you can just make out the soft curse James lets out, followed by some shuffling.
โSo, what did you want to talk about?โ
Youโre a little apprehensive, but with Jamesโ gentle encouragement, youโre able to get everything off your chest, complaining about your day and everything that went wrong. Each word spoken feels like weights lifting off of your shoulders, allowing you to breathe easier every time James hums. He doesnโt interrupt you, which you greatly appreciate, and by the time youโre done, you fall backward onto your bed, relieved.
โIโm sorry you had such a bad day, bunny,โ James coos with his smooth-as-honey voice, filling your body with warmth and comfort. โA pretty girl like you doesnโt deserve to be treated like that.โ That comment floods your face with heat and you shuffle up the bed to lean against the headboard.
โOh, I - thank you, sir.โ There it is again, sir. James exhales slowly as though heโs trying to control himself from doing something he shouldnโt, and part of you is momentarily worried that youโve upset him somehow. You donโt want to disappoint him.
โWhat can I do to help?โ
What can he do to help? Youโre not quite sure, youโre not sad, and youโre not angry, but you would be lying if you said you didnโt need at least a hug right now. But, it would be too imposing to ask, right? Thereโs no way he would be willing to come over โ that is, if your roommates would even allow him over. And he certainly wouldnโt invite a stranger into his house. So, you lie to him.
โOh โ Oh, no, James, I donโt โ you donโt have to โ itโs fine โโ
โBunny.โ
Your mouth promptly closes, taking a deep breath through your nose and exhaling slowly.
โSorry, James.โ
โDonโt be sorry, bunny.โ Thereโs some shuffling in the background as he talks and you canโt help but sigh at how sincere his voice is. โNow, what can I do to help?โ And before you can even open your mouth heโs talking again, โDonโt say nothing, because I know thereโs something you want.โ
Youโre silent for a moment, stewing over how to tell him. But, heโll probably just be empathetic and say something along the lines of โIโd hug you if I were there right nowโ. So, you decide to just spit it out.
โI guess I just wantโฆ I just need a hug, I think,โ You sigh, feeling a sudden sense of loneliness. Itโs hard not having anyone to talk to, to be isolated even from the people you live with, to be put down time and time again, and not have anyone to support you.
โWhere are you?โ James asks, and you hear some more shuffling in the background, followed by the jingling of what sounds like keys.
โIโm at my apartment,โ You say, confused. He couldnโt possibly be coming over, could he?
โSend me your address and Iโll come pick you up, weโll go out for ice cream,โ James says decisively, and you can tell he doesnโt want any protesting. โBunny,โ He says when you donโt say anything. โYou need cheering up and Iโm here to do just that. Please send me your address.โ He speaks gently but once again, he doesnโt seem to want you to argue against it.
โO-Okay, I will.โ
โGood, Iโll see you soon, bunny.โ When you bid him goodbye, he hangs up, and youโre quick to send him your address, giving him instructions to text you when he arrives so you can meet him out front of the building.
During the next twenty or so minutes youโre practically running around your room trying to make yourself look presentable. You cried all of your makeup off so you opt to just wash the rest of it off, and then you pull your hair back and away from your face. It takes a bit to decide what to wear, after all this is just a friend taking another friend to get ice cream, but this is also James Barnes; he has more wealth than you could possibly imagine. You want to impress him and appear grateful for his friendliness, and looking at least half-decent would achieve that.
Finally, someone knocks on your door, yelling, โSomeoneโs here for you!โ
With a rush of excitement, you grab your phone and wallet and slip on your shoes, then make your way out of your room to the front door where another roommate is standing in front of it, leaning against the frame and giggling at the person.
James.
He looks bored, almost like heโs trying to appear interested but canโt quite muster up the energy to do so. When you approach, he lifts his head, a wide smile crossing his face.
โThereโs my little bunny,โ He says confidently, completely ignoring your annoyed roommate. โCome on, letโs get you cheered up.โ
With that you walk to him, timidly accepting his outstretched hand and letting him gently tug you into the hallway. When you turn around to tell your roommate that youโll be back later you canโt even get a word out before you see her glaring at you and shutting the door โ the click of the lock is audible through the empty hallway.
โAre they always like that?โ James asks with a tone that conveys concern.
โLike what?โ You know what heโs talking about, but you hate acknowledging it.
โRude and disrespectful.โ He is so blunt that it causes you to look down in embarrassment to avoid his intense gaze.
Yes, you want to say, theyโre awful. You want to shout from the rooftops that your roommates are horrible to you, but youโre just too scared to do it.
โOh โ Oh, no, theyโre justโฆโ You trail off, peeking up at James to see the disbelief in his eyes. When you look down again, he brings up one of his hands to cup your cheek and guide your head up so you can look at him head-on.
โYou donโt need to lie to me, bunny. I want you to trust me.โ James sighs, leaning forward and placing a small kiss on your forehead. โCome on,โ He squeezes your hand, smiling softly at you as he starts walking you out of the building and to his car.
It doesnโt take long to get to the ice cream shop, only a five-minute drive, and when you get there James keeps the car locked as he gets out so he can circle around to your side and open your door for you.
โTh-Thank you,โ You say as you put your hand in Jamesโ outstretched one, letting him guide you out of the car. He keeps his hold on your hand as you walk into the shop, going so far as to thread your fingers together while you wait in line.
The image of your hand encompassed by Jamesโ large tattooed one has your tummy fluttering with butterflies. But, you must have been staring for a little too long because youโre broken out of your trance by James gently squeezing your hand.
โIs this okay, bunny?โ
โYes!โ Heat floods your face as soon as you say it, feeling embarrassed by how quick you were to answer. โI, I mean. Umโฆ Yes, itโs okay.โ
James smirks at you, clearly enjoying how flustered you are. But, before you can stew in your shame, the man behind the counter says, โNext!โ
You walk up to the counter, letting James order before giving yours. And when itโs time to pay, James doesnโt even drop your hand while he fishes his wallet out of his pocket and takes out his card. Your tummy flutters once again.
โCome, bunny.โ
With your desserts now in hand, James leads you to a corner booth, only letting go of your hand so you can scoot in. He sits across from you, looking at you with what can only be described as thinly veiled hunger. Itโs not off-putting, you just donโt know what it means.
โSo, umโฆโ You trail off looking down at your bowl of ice cream, fiddling with the spoon they gave you.
โYou donโt need to be nervous, bunny,โ James coos, reaching over and placing his hand palm up on the table, and youโre helpless but to take it, practically aching to feel his warmth again. โNow, other than everything that happened today, how have you been?โ
Itโs surprisingly easy to fall into a pleasant conversation with him, he asks questions and lets you finish talking before adding his own input, and he doesnโt break eye contact. It feels like heโs really listening to what youโre saying, and itโs almost freeing to have someone in your corner, someone you can trust and depend on.
What feels like far too soon, though has probably been several hours due to how dark it is outside, the man behind the counter comes to your table to tell you that theyโre closing soon, and you canโt help but be sad. Youโre enjoying Jamesโ company far more than you probably should since youโve only known him for a handful of days. It almost seems like youโve known him your whole life.
โWell, bunny. I guess itโs time to go,โ James says remorsefully, getting up out of the booth and reaching out his hand to help you out of the booth as well. He keeps holding your hand while you walk out of the door โ making sure to throw away your trash on the way out.
James insists on opening the car door for you again โ ever the gentleman. Thereโs a comfortable silence on the drive back to your apartment, your stomach swirling the entire time because James refuses to drop your hand. But when you get to your apartment building, a small amount of anxiety settles inside you, and youโre desperately hoping your roommates are asleep because you donโt feel like dealing with them after youโve had such a good evening.
The silence is a little more tense while you ride the elevator up to your floor, but youโre grounded by Jamesโ touch. Itโs not until you get to your front door that you really look at him, staring into his twinkling eyes. And when he smiles, it settles your nerves.
โI guess this is the end of our night, bunny,โ He says, squeezing your hand one last time before dropping it. Before you can mourn the loss of his touch heโs wrapping you in his arms and pulling you close to his chest, and you desperately hope he doesnโt hear the squeak you let out. You wrap your arms around his waist, letting James tuck your face into his neck while he holds you close.
โI had a wonderful time tonight,โ James murmurs, pressing a lingering kiss on your forehead.
โMe too,โ You say softly, breathing in and inhaling his comforting scent. โThank you for cheering me up.โ
โOf course, bunny. Iโm always here for you.โ Then, James pulls his head back so he can look into your eyes. โAlways.โ
You canโt help but smile. His gaze is hypnotizing, pulling you in and almost refusing to let you go.
โThank you, James,โ You breathe out, and one last time, James squeezes you and kisses your forehead, then steps back.
โIโll talk to you soon, bunny?โ James asks, smiling wide.
โYโYeah, Iโll text you. Or you can text me. Or call, thatโsโthatโs fine too.โ Heat floods your face in embarrassment, but you donโt feel too bad about it because James only smiles wider, nodding once.
โI will.โ
โGoodnight, James.โ With that, you turn and unlock your door, turning around to look at James one last time as you shut the door.
โGoodnight bunny, I hope you have dreams as sweet as you are.โ James winks, and you swear you can hear him chuckle when you squeak out an โo-okay,โ and shut the door.
And maybe James is some kind of wizard because you have the best night of sleep youโve had in a while.
For the next few weeks you and James text almost every day, and talk on the phone every couple of days. Youโve met up with him a few times as well, accepting his invitations to lunch or coffee. Each outing would last for several hours, too enraptured by hisโฆ everything to be the one to suggest the night should end. Youโve come to trust him, you know with a possibly concerning amount of certainty that James would do everything possible to keep you happy and safe.
Roughly a month and a half after meeting James, youโre sitting on your bed in the same position you were in when you first called him crying. Unlike last time, though, you donโt hesitate to call him. Heโs told you time and time again that it doesnโt even matter if heโs in a meeting, heโll always make time for you. You just hope thatโs true.
He picks up almost immediately.
โHello, bunny,โ James says with the same soft tone he always uses when talking to you.
โH-hi, James,โ You manage to say, before breaking out into sobs. Youโre nearly hyperventilating, trying and failing to catch your breath between hiccups, and it takes a few minutes to calm down enough to hear rustling in the background on Jamesโ end.
โAre you at home?โ He asks with the utmost concern.
โYe-Yes.โ
โStay there,โ He says, using what youโve deemed his CEO voice. โIโm coming to get you.โ
โJaโโ
โBunny.โ
You sigh, knowing you canโt change his mind โ not that you really want him to. You could really benefit from a hug right about now and James always provides the best ones.
โCan you at least stay on the phone with me?โ Your voice is small, still sniffling every few words. You donโt think you could handle being alone with your own thoughts right now.
โOf course. You know Iโll do anything for you.โ
It takes James twenty minutes to get to you, and he talks to you the whole time, just menial things to get your mind off of your sadness. When he lets you know that heโs at your apartment, you donโt even wait for him to tell you heโs coming up, you simply grab your jacket and slip on your shoes, then run to the front door without so much as a word to your roommates in the living room.
โJames!โ Upon seeing the man himself standing next to his car, you fling yourself into his arms, taking deep breaths to prevent yourself from crying in public. โThank you for coming.โ
โBunny, how many times do I have to tell you that Iโll do whatever it takes to keep a smile on your pretty face?โ Jamesโ tone is teasing, but you know heโs serious if his stern and concerned gaze is anything to go by.
You nod, blinking back tears. Itโs so nice to have a friend like James Barnes; kind, chivalrous, attentive. With the way he acts sometimes, youโd almost think heโs interested in more than friendship, but you always shake that thought off. Heโs too handsome and wealthy to date some random personal assistant whoโs barely able to make her rent.
โCome on, bunny,โ James moves back but keeps an arm wrapped around your waist, leading you to his car and helping you in. Like always, he waits for you to sit so he can strap you in your seatbelt, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead before shutting the door then running around to the driver's seat.
This time, instead of taking a left at the light at the end of your block, he keeps going forward, taking turns until youโre not exactly sure where you are.
โUm, where are we going?โ
โMy house,โ James says casually, briefly glancing at you so he can give you that ever-soft smile.
โBut, isnโt your house only twenty minutes away?โ Youโre confused, and a little curious as to what heโs talking about.
โI only stay there when I have meetings in the city. I have a house a little further out where I live most of the time. Itโs a little more lived-in, so I want to bring you there where youโll feel a little moreโฆโ James pauses for a moment, glancing at you again. โAt home.โ His explanation makes sense in your brain, quickly squashing any nerves that you had. Heโs rich, so of course heโd have multiple houses.
Itโs almost an hour long drive to get to his house. Well, house feels like an inappropriate term for what it actually is. Itโs more like a mansion, standing tall at three stories, a long driveway with trees lining either side of the road, and a luscious garden surrounding the property.
James helps you out of the car and guides you up the steps to the front door, where he unlocks it and lets you step inside. The moment you pass through the threshold your jaw nearly drops to the floor; a large chandelier hangs from the ceiling right when you step in and beautiful artwork adorns the walls. The open floor plan gives you a good view of the living room and kitchen from your vantage point, and you canโt wait to sink into the luxurious and almost comically large couch in front of the TV.
โCan I get you anything to drink?โ James urges you further in, bringing you to the living room.
โUm, just water is fine.โ You look up at him, smiling shyly and nearly tripping when he smiles back.
โIโll be right back,โ James says, watching as you sit and sink into the plush couch. โMake yourself at home.โ The look in his eyes when he says it sparks something inside you, something warm and fuzzy. Thinking of Jamesโ house as your home makes your tummy flutter, but you donโt understand why.
God, you need to get it together.
Youโre left alone for a moment, and everything is quiet except for the fridge opening and the glasses clinking. Jamesโ absence allows you a moment to breathe properly, being with him always leaves you flustered, though you canโt deny that some part of you likes it. You like his commanding nature, how deep his voice gets when he talks passionately about something, how warm his embrace is when he holds you for what might be a little too long, squeezing you like he doesnโt want to let you go.
โHere you go, bunny.โ Suddenly, a glass of water appears in front of you, and you take it with a gracious smile and a small โthank you.โ
โSo,โ He says, sitting next to you โ really close โ and throwing his arm over your shoulders, practically pulling you into his lap. โDo you want to tell me whatโs wrong?โ
Tears immediately spring to your eyes, suddenly remembering how horrible today was. You force yourself to take a couple of sips of your glass but your hand starts shaking enough to where James takes your glass and sets it on the coffee table in front of you.
โBunnyโโ
His soft voice causes you to start crying, throwing yourself into his chest and burying your face in his neck as you sob out your troubles. Jamesโ hand is warm on your back, rubbing it soothingly and squeezing you close to him. This time, he actually pulls you in his lap, youโre grasping the front of his sweater while he maneuvers your body so youโre straddling his thighs, and you canโt help but scoot closer so youโre sitting on him properly with your body flush against his.
A few minutes of crying later and your tears have finally slowed, your sobs deforming into hiccups until you calm down enough to hear James cooing into your ear, whispering sweet nothings. When you finally catch your breath, you pull back, staring up at James with wide eyes and a pout.
โI-Iโฆ I was fired! Fired! And I donโt know what Iโm going to do! Mr. Walker just tossed me to the side because a document went missing and he blamed me, and now Iโm jobless and my roommates are definitely going to kick me out because I can barely make my rent as it is. What am I going to do?โ
James sighs, rubbing one hand up and down your back and keeping his other on your waist, though they manage to sneak up your shirt a little without your notice.
โIโm sorry, bunny,โ He starts, giving you a comforting smile. โItโs awful that happened to you, and itโs not your fault, so donโt go blaming yourself like I know you want to.โ
Your face goes warm with embarrassment. How is he able to read you so easily?
โAnd as far as your living situation, youโll move in with me.โ
โJames!โ Your eyebrows furrow, your head automatically shaking. โNo, no I canโt do that to you. I donโt have a job anymore and I definitely canโt afford to pay you rent, I-I canโt burden you like that.โ Even though it hurts to say it, you want to be honest with him. Because how on Earth are you supposed to pay him back for this?
โYouโre not a burden.โ Youโre surprised by his angry tone, and his eyes darken as though heโs challenging you to say otherwise. โYouโll never be a burden on me, bunny. Iโm offering you this, I donโt want you to pay me.โ
As though he can sense your hesitation, he gives you a playful smirk.
โBut if you really want to help, how about you do the cooking and cleaning? I donโt always get a good home-cooked meal, and itโd be nice to come back from work to see you in a cute little apron.โ
This makes you giggle, a weight lifting off your shoulders when you nod timidly. โI-I can do that. Iโll do anything.โ
And while you had pure intentions with that statement, James takes it differently, his eyes darkening even further as he nibbles at his bottom lip.
โAnything?โ He smirks wider when you nod eagerly because thatโs what you are. Always eager to please โ especially please James.
โYes, anything!โ
James hums, seemingly thinking something over, before sliding one of his hands up the back of your shirt.
โHow about you give me a kiss? I havenโt had a good one in a while,โ While he sounds like heโs teasing, his face shows heโs anything but.
He really wants you to kiss him. And, well, itโs not like youโre going to deny him, youโre too grateful for his generosity. Plus, youโd be insane to pass up such an opportunity, heโs handsome, kind, and makes you feel safe. So, with only a little hesitation, you lean down and press your lips against his in a simple peck, but before you can pull away James groans, placing one hand on the back of your head to keep you steady.
His lips practically attack yours, his tongue invading your mouth and taking what it wants โ you. You donโt even know it but youโre whimpering almost immediately, opening your mouth and letting James consume you whole. Heโs smiling against your lips, biting your bottom lip as he retreats for a moment so he can stare up into your eyes.
โYouโre so beautiful, bunny,โ James whispers reverently like heโs hypnotized. And heโs not the only one. Your brain is quickly going silent, your sole focus is on James and how good heโs making you feel.
โReally?โ
โSo beautiful, Iโve always thought so.โ His confession makes you whine, he thinks youโre beautiful, this gorgeous man with the deepest blue eyes youโve ever seen. Suddenly, James curses softly, grabbing your waist under your shirt, and thatโs when you realize youโve started subconsciously moving your hips against his.
โS-Sorry,โ You mumble, though youโre not too sorry considering you canโt stop rolling down onto his lap, it feels too good.
โDonโt be.โ James hums thoughtfully, leaning forward slightly and wrapping his arms around your waist. โWhy donโt we go to my room? Itโll be more comfortable.โ
You donโt even wait for him to finish before you start eagerly nodding your head, adjusting your legs as he stands so you can wrap them around his waist. He carries you to his room, smirking to himself the entire time because you canโt stop kissing and biting his neck in the hopes of leaving a mark, staking your claim. When you finally get there, James quickly shuts the door behind him and then drops you down onto the bed.
โSir,โ You whine when he doesnโt do anything, heโs only standing at the end of the bed, staring at you with eyes so dark with lust that you canโt see the blue of them.
โDonโt worry, bunny, Iโll take good care of you.โ With that, he swiftly strips his shirt off and tosses it to the side, then undoes the button on his pants, slowly dragging down the zipper with a wide smirk at the haze in your eyes. โDo you want to help me?โ
It takes a few moments for you to understand what heโs asking of you, but once you do you push yourself up, shuffling over to him until youโre sitting with your legs underneath your butt. For a moment youโre not sure what to do, you reach out for his pants but freeze mid-air because you just now realize that you donโt know what the fuck youโre doing. Youโve never been in this situation before, your sexual exploits consist of goodnight kisses on the few dates youโve been on, and your vibrator in your nightstand that has been working overtime ever since you met James.
โI-Iโm sorry,โ You murmur, embarrassment flooding your features.
โWhy are you sorry, bunny?โ Jamesโ voice is soft, soothing your worries.
โIโฆ I donโt know what Iโm doing. Iโve neverโฆ been with a man before.โ Your hands fall to your lap at the same time you hang your head. What if you disappoint him? You donโt know what youโre doing and youโd hate to mess anything up.
โI know, bunny. Itโs okay.โ James lifts your chin with his fore and middle fingers, guiding you to look at him again. โIโll teach you everything.โ His voice dips lower, his bottom lip getting trapped between his teeth when you smile, relieved.
โNow, Iโm going to take off my pants, but I want you to take off my boxers. Okay?โ
โYes, sir,โ You say quickly, eyes dropping to his crotch as he begins pulling the denim down, down, down until it pools on the floor. He steps out of them, then steps in front of you with his arms hanging by his side. When he raises his eyebrow, nodding to his underwear, you reach out for him again, this time with only a small amount of hesitation. Your nerves are nearly off the charts, but knowing that James is going to guide you makes you feel better.
Your hands are shaking slightly when you pull them down, and absolutely no one can fault you for the loud gasp you let out when heโs finally bare because holy shit. Despite being relatively anxious and naive surrounding sex, youโve watched your fair share of porn, and while the men in them did usually have big dicks, they seem small compared to Jamesโ.
Youโre almost frightened, how the hell is that going to fit inside you? James chuckles, and you realize you probably said that aloud.
โDonโt worry, bunny. Iโll make it fit,โ James groans, reaching down to grab the bottom of your shirt. โIโm going to take this off now, okay?โ He tugs it up and over your head once you give your consent, tossing it to the side and cursing when he sees the light pink bra barely covering your breasts. James is biting his lip so hard youโre worried he might draw blood, but you donโt pay it any mind because heโs soon urging you to lay on your back with your legs dangling over the edge.
โGonna take these off too.โ
Giving him a shy smile and a nod, he hooks his fingers in the waistband of your sweatpants, glancing up at you one final time to make sure youโre okay before he surprises you by pulling them off of your legs in one swift movement. Youโre tugged down the bed a little, a shocked gasp leaving your lips.
โFucking angelic,โ James murmurs, dropping to his knees and placing his large, rough hands on your knees. He smirks when he sees your matching light pink panties, already soaking wet at the crotch. You have to bite your lip to keep from whimpering when he pushes your legs wide apart, but you canโt stop yourself from squirming when he doesnโt do anything else.
โJames,โ You whine, high-pitched and needy.
โSir,โ He reminds you with a raised eyebrow as though heโs daring you to say his real name again. And just for good measure, he surprises you by lifting up one of his hands and swinging it down onto your clothed pussy in a harsh swat, causing you to let out a loud moan.
โSir! I-Iโm sorry, sir.โ
โItโs okay, little bunny,โ James coos as he runs his hands up the back of your thighs so he can push them up and out, letting him get a good look at where you need him most. โAre you going to let me eat your pretty pussy?โ
Even though itโs phrased as a question, you know James isnโt going to take โnoโ for an answer. Itโs not like you even want to tell him โnoโ, youโre too desperate for something, anything.
โY-Yes, sir. Please.โ Your begging makes him groan, and he quickly dips forward so heโs not even an inch away from your core, inhaling deeply and cursing again.
With a quick kiss to your covered clit, he twists his fingers into the band of your panties and rips them into pieces, and you know youโll have marks from it. But you want them, you want evidence of this night, and youโll gladly take anything he gives you. And no sooner than your panties off do James dive in, inhaling once more before his tongue sneaks out and licks a long stripe from your hole to your clit.
Itโs at that point that you know youโre well and truly fucked, because thereโs no way youโre not going to become addicted to the feeling of his tongue dipping into your quivering hole, the way he wraps his lips around your clit and sucks it into his mouth, the way he groans into your pussy like thereโs nowhere else heโd rather be.
And it doesnโt take long for your legs to start shaking, desperately trying to close around Jamesโ head but not being able to due to his hands gripping your thighs and holding them still. The filthy groans he lets out are enough to make you cum alone, but then he attaches his lips to your clit again and gently bites down, forcing an obscene moan out of your mouth.
He lets you get used to the pleasure, switching between fucking his tongue deep inside you and flicking at your clit, and only when he decides youโre ready does he manage to slide his forefinger in your pussy all the way to the third knuckle.
โSir!โ You canโt help but yell. Yes, it stings, but itโs far outweighed by the pleasure of his tongue assaulting your pulsating nub.
He wastes no time in slowly sliding it in and out, wiggling it around until you whine loudly, letting him know heโs found that special spot. Youโre too out of it to realize it but James is smiling, clearly smug at how heโs making you react. You wouldnโt care anyway, in fact, he deserves it. Heโs making you feel too good, especially when he slips in his middle finger and spreads them.
โOh god! Yes, fuck. Sir, yes,โ Youโre incoherent, blabbering nonsense because your brain is too foggy to form a coherent thought. James picks up the pace, wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking it as he thrusts his fingers directly at your g-spot.
โSir! Sir, I-Iโmโฆโ As soon as he started, he stopped, pulling out his fingers and leaning back slightly with a wide grin. His chin is coated in your juices, and the gleam in his eyes shows you that youโre not going to be able to cum so easily.
โNot yet, bunny,โ James says when you whine pathetically, trying to buck your hips up into his mouth but unable to do so because of his commanding grip now holding your waist. โIโm not letting you cum until Iโm inside you.โ
James then climbs onto the bed, guiding you upwards to lay your head against the plush pillows so he can lean over your body. With little preamble, he snakes his arms around your back to quickly unclasp your bra and allow your breasts to spill free.
โI canโt wait to watch these bounce,โ James groans, palming one of them, twisting and pinching at your nipple. James just laughs when you hiss, because your soaked pussy is enough to tell him that youโre loving what heโs doing.ย
โBunny.โ He says gruffly, and your eyes shoot up to meet his, though you can hardly see him because your vision is hazy, nothing matters except James. โAre you ready?โ
Youโre barely able to mumble โyesโ, but you manage to do so, and James takes that as his cue to grasp the base of his cock and position it at your entrance. He places his other hand on your neck, lightly squeezing the sides to keep your eyes locked on his.
The pressure against your hole is immense, James telling you to breathe as he slowly pushes deeper. He stops about halfway through, giving you a moment for the pain to fade. Heโs clearly having a hard time staying still but is cognizant enough to know youโre overwhelmed. It takes a few minutes of deep breathing before you finally nod, silently letting him know that he can move. And he does, pushing in all the way until his hips are flush with yours. Once again, he stills, leaning down to brush his lips over your cheeks and catch the tears spilling from the corners of your eyes.
โH-Hurts, sir,โ You whimper out, forcing yourself to keep eye contact with him. And while your core is burning, James looks so damn proud that youโre taking him that it pushes away any discomfort.
โDo you want me to stop?โ
โNo!โ Even though youโre in mild pain youโre pretty sure youโll cry if he pulls out, you need everything he can give you. โPlease, donโt stop.โ
โDonโt worry, bunny,โ James coos, then tightens his grip around your neck ever so slightly. โIโll give you what you need.โ And as though a switch was flipped, James pulls back, pausing for half a second before thrusting forward.
โAhhh!โ Your mouth drops open as you scream, your arms coming up to claw at Jamesโ shoulders and back as he gives you all he has.
And he has a lot to give. He puts his back into fucking you, keeping one hand around your neck and using his other arm to pull your left leg over his shoulder. Sweat beads at your hairline, your eyes stinging with tears, your whole body lit on fire. At this moment, nothing matters except the delicious burn between your legs, the way your body is shoved further up the bed with each of Jamesโ powerful thrusts until it gets to the point where he has to place the hand around your leg on the headboard to steady you.
โFuck, bunny, you feel so good. Youโre so good for me.โ James canโt stop mumbling praises, and even though you canโt really hear them, you feel them. Your eyes donโt move from his, even as he glances down to where your bodies are joined. โFuck, little bunny. Your pussy looks so good stuffed full of my cock, knew youโd take me so well.โ
โS-Sir,โ You whimper, bucking your hips up to meet his thrusts and digging your nails into his skin. But James doesnโt seem to mind if the way his whole body shudders and his hips slightly lose their rhythm is anything to go by.
โAre you gonna be a good little bunny and cum for me?โ James moves his gaze back up to your face, chuckling when he sees how fucked-out you already are. Despite his hand still around your neck you manage to nod, little cries and whines escaping into the air every time Jamesโ cock gets shoved against your cervix.
โYeah, you are,โ James continues, leaning over your body even more and shifting so the tip of his dick hits your spot with every thrust. โYouโre going to squirt all over my cock so I can cum deep in your cunt. Gonna cum in you every day, keep you full of me, maybe even plug you up to make sure it sticks.โ
Youโre right there, your pleasure climbing higher and higher until youโre ready to fall off the edge. Jamesโs next sentence sends you there.
โFuck, bunny. Youโre going to be the perfect little mommy to all the children Iโm gonna give you.โ
When you wake up, James will tell you about how you came so hard that you blacked out, squirting and gushing around his cock while he continued telling you how even more beautiful youโll be when youโre pregnant, taking care of him and his home, how he knew you were the one for him from the moment he first saw you. Your things will already be moved into his house. New clothes chosen specifically for you will be hung up in his closet and the bathroom will be adjusted to fit your products. The kitchen is going to be filled with all the food you like. And your cat will be curled up in a miniature hammock in her very own room.
When you wake up, youโll see how much thought James put into redecorating his home just for you.
And youโll be too grateful for his kindness to question where he put your birth control.
Summary: Being Mr. Barnesโ personal assistant has been tough, balancing a full time job while taking care of your younger brothers has you running yourself thin. Then, things take a sharp turn after a dinner with your boss when you disclose your financial situation
General Warnings: fluff, angst, smut (each part will have specific warnings), a lil bit of jealousy, sugarbaby arrangement
word count: 32.9k
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run little bunny - softdark!ceo!bucky x naive!reader โฟ โง โฉ ๐ค
Summary: Being John Walkerโs assistant is hard; heโs mean, disrespectful, misogynistic, the whole nine yards. On top of that, he hardly pays you fairly. So, when youโre fired for a mistake youโre sure wasnโt your fault, youโre at risk of being kicked out by your rude roommates. Luckily for you, James Barnes, a wildly successful CEO, has found his way into your life. And heโs going to take such good care of you.
General Warnings: 18+, mild coercion, some of it could be interpreted as stalking, smut, pet names (bunny, darling), dirty talk, dom!bucky and sub!reader, a little hurt-comfort, readerโs roommates are awful and mean, not john walker friendly but when am i ever
word count: ongoing
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Just One More โฟ
Summary: Despite things needing to get done, it's hard to force yourself out of bed right when you wake up. Especially with a certain super-soldier demanding kisses in return for letting you leave his embrace.
General Warnings: fluff, kissing
Word Count: 828
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donโt worry, darling โฟ
summary: even though bucky is mostly healed, that doesnโt mean his nightmares go away. and a particular grueling mission brings back memories heโd rather forget
warnings: angsttttt, hella fluff at the end though, hurt/comfort, talk of buckyโs trauma and abuse, brief mentions of murder of a hydra agent (he deserves it), nightmares, reader is here to love and comfort bucky, also civil war and everything after didnโt happen and they all live at the tower and everything is fine bc i said so
word count: 3.3k
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Temptation โ๏ธ โง ๐ค
summary: โI found some land in upstate New York, itโs a quiet, woodsy area, with no neighbors for at least three miles. And when I saw her I knew I needed to go through with it. So I bought the property and Iโve been building the cabin myself, I just need a few more weeks to finish it and then I can bring her there with me.โ or - buckyโs trying to get his life back in order, but everything changes when he sees you. Heโs going to make you his, whether you like it or not.
warnings: 18+ only, kidnapping, stalking, bucky is weird and obsessed and full on delulu but not violent, implied abuse/threatening abuse (from steve), stockholm syndrome, solo masturbation, panty sniffing, mental manipulation, buckyโs trauma is brought up, steve makes an appearance and is weird and Not Nice At All, brief mention of arson for like one sentence, donโt read if any of these warnings trigger you
word count: 12.5k
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The Blossom Tree Above โฟ โ๏ธ โง
Summary: Then, almost in slow motion, Bucky lifts his head, and heโs suddenly closer than heโs ever been. His face is mere inches from yours, he licks his lips and releases your hand from his face to place his on your thigh. Buckyโs face grows closer to yours, both of you breathing heavily as you prepare for what youโve wanted ever since Bucky came to the tower. And just as youโre gaining the courage to kiss him first, a loud -ย Bang! Bang! Bang!
Warnings: sm-ut, 18+ only, tad bit of self-deprecation on Bucky's part, mild angst, mention of de-ath, or-al (f and m receiving), no actual penetration tho, so much fluff, sam and sarah are good bros, Bucky deserves happiness and he gets it finally, mild jealousy, pet names (plum, baby, sunshine (sam says this platonically))
Word Count: 8.3k
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Only An Illusion โง
Summary: from the moment bucky laid eyes on you he knew you were the one for him. your sparkling eyes and shy smile coupled with your visible innocence awakens something primal in him, he needs to claim, take, ruin. the only thing standing in the way of that happening is the fact that youโre very much not single. and the lucky man to be with you? buckyโs son - a little shit with no idea how to treat a lady, much less care for a pure thing like yourself. but thatโs okay because bucky is going to do anything it takes to make you his. Anything.
General Warnings: 18+ ONLY, mild manipulation, minor angst, fluff (if you could even call it that), bucky is a bit of a creep but itโs fine, fingering, oral (f receiving), allusions to penetrative sex, daddy kink, bucky babying reader, reader is hella naive, hints of little!reader
Word Count: 5.7k
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All You Want, the Stars and the Sun แฐแฉ โ๏ธ โฟ โฉ
summary: โLie to me.โ The request is simple, softly spoken into your hair while his lips press themselves to the top of your head. Thereโs a long pause as you gather yourself enough to push through the inevitable, heart turning heavier with each silent second that passes. โPlease.โ And, fuck. The quiver in his voice does nothing to hide the clear pain in his soul, and a small teardrop slides down his cheek as you whisper softly. โI love you, Bucky.โ
general warnings: 18+, angst, angst, and a little more angst, fluffy bits here and there, cheating (reader cheating on omc), unrequited love (not really), some crying and self-loathing, kinda toxic!reader???, allusions to smut, bucky needs a hug, modern!au, fluffy ending bc angsty endings hurt my heart
Word Count: 5.3k
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Do Not Fall in Love โฟ โฉ
Summary: after becoming roommates with a virtual stranger - that stranger being the notorious bucky barnes - navigating living with him and an onset of feelings you refuse to acknowledge is working pretty well. that is, until, he gets injured far worse than you ever imagined.
warnings: fluff, a lil bit of angst, strangers to roommates to lovers
word count: 7.8k
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Awake My Soul โฟโง
Summary: โIโll never be able to tell or show you how much I am in love with you. There are not enough words in any language I know to describe how grateful I am for you for helping me, and for showing me love and care when I refused to show it to myself. But I need you to know that Iโll spend forever trying to make you feel as happy and loved as you make me.โ
Warnings: almost a tiny bit of angst but it's more like bucky being a lil self-deprecating, mostly happiness and love, smut so 18+, crying during sex (it's one of my kinks, sue me), that's all I think?
word count: 5.1k
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Give Me a Minute โฟ โ๏ธ
Summary: Meeting your boyfriends friends is always hard, especially when you're a young woman dating a 100 year old super soldier.
Warnings: everyone is alive and lives in the tower because i said so!au fluff, tension and angst interspersed, insecure bucky, insecure reader, the team (mainly tony, sam, and steve) talking negatively about reader behind her back/to bucky, bucky defending reader, fluffy ending, bucky likes new girl (the show), natasha is a good bro
word count: 3.9k
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Fall Leaves โฟ แฐแฉ
Summary: After years of pining after Bucky, you're finally going on your first date with him. But will the scars from your past prevent you from moving forward?
warnings: none but absolute fluff and love, the reader being insecure, bucky having bde, lil bit of kissing and suggestive ending
word count: 2k
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The Spark โฟ โ๏ธ
Summary: James Barnes, the bane of your existence, the man you swore to stay away from. Though his naturally good looks and charming smile may fool many of the women around you, you refuse to fall into his trap. It gets harder to do with every interaction you have with him, and when Bucky gets taken by Hydra, you're forced to face your feelings or risk losing him forever.
Warnings: lil bit o' angst, fluff, 1940's!au, the reader is a nurse during the war, mentions of captivity, mentions of dead people/war talk, happy ending
Word Count: 6.5k
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Until We Meet Again โฟ โ๏ธ โฉ แฐแฉ
Summary: The Blip changed everything and everyone. With Bucky now gone, and a toddler to raise, you find yourself leaning on Steve for support, as he does with you. What happens when, five years later, Bucky returns to find his best friend and best girl raising a kid? His kid.
Warnings: 18+ ONLY, passing mentions of death, grieving, a whole lot of angst to start off with, but then a whole lot of fluff, and then a sprinkle of more angst and then some more fluff, angst with a happy ending, mentions of smutty times
Word Count: 7k
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Good For You โฟ โฉ แฐแฉ
Summary: Bucky Barnes, feared assassin and badass on the field, meets you, Natashaโs friend and tattoo artist. Suddenly heโs become shy, unable to merely function from the moment he sees you. But as long as you keep talking to him like that, heโd make a fool of himself over and over just to have your undivided attention.
Warnings: fluffffff out the ass, nervous/shy!bucky, bucky is bisexual because I say so, lil bit of subby!bucky, allusions to smutty times at the end, maybe a bit rushed?? idk please lmk, reader is cocky because Bucky is clearly in love and itโs precious, maybe a part 2 with an actual date and smutty times??
Word Count: 4k
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Delicate โง
Summary:ย Bucky Barnes, known as the โking of New Yorkโ, is ruthless and powerful, running everything with an iron fist. He has no weaknesses, other than you. Youโre his world, his soulmate, his angel, and heโd do anything and everything to keep you safe. What John Walker, an up-and-coming mobster with irrational tendencies, doesnโt understand, is that youโll do the same for Bucky.
Warnings: sexy times so 18+ i stg, smut smut smut, kinda femdom!reader and sub!bucky, use ofย pet names (good boy, angel), dry-humping, unprotected p in v sex (I STG donโt have sex with someone without being in a committed relationship and have been tested), reader is a total badass, minor/off screen character deaths, misogyny towards reader, john walker makes an appearance but not for long, mild plot but mostly porn
Milk and Honey - poly alpha!stucky x omega!reader au โฟ โง
Summary: Though Steve and Bucky are both alpha's, their bond and love for each other transcends designation. However, that doesn't mean they haven't thought of courting an omega, bringing in another person to their relationship. After several failed attempts with other omegas, they seem to meet the perfect one in the form of a shy artist.
or - alphas bucky and steve decide to bring in an omega into their relationship.
General Warnings: fluff out the asssss, reader is a little awkward, there are bits where it's just steve and bucky, 18+, will add more warnings as I upload
Word Count: ongoing
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You Taste Like Suburbia - poly mafia!stucky x reader ๐ค โง
Summary: Your lousy boyfriend John Walker owes quite a bit of money to some pretty shady people. And since he doesnโt have the means to pay, heโs brought you along to a negotiation to meet them - and hopefully entice them into accepting a different form of payment.
word count: 6.4k
warnings: 18+, smut, dub-con kind of, a tiny bit of stalking/dark behavior (itโs only hinted at), voyeurism i guess?, vaginal fingering, oral (f & m receiving), threesome, poly relationship, petnames (princess, kitten, beautiful), daddy kink, sir kink, unprotected p in v, a little bit of misogyny (not from stucky), not john walker friendly, mentioned verbal abuse, mention of murder (you have to squint and turn your head 90 degrees)
Summary: Bucky is still healing, and Steve, ever the good husband, will be there to support him every step of the way.
Warnings: a bit of angst, but happy/hopeful ending, a self-indulgent hurt/comfort fic, bucky is sad but steve is here to make it better, mentions of depression, anxiety, and ptsd, fluffy bits towards the end