tumblr for saturn_gazer on twt this is mostly so I can lurk and be supportive. I have NO idea how this stupid site works. I feel old and dumb and 26 years old.
That's good to hear, it's a pleasure having you back 🫶 and I've been alright! Work has been stressing me out the past couple weeks but I'm still hanging in there.
Spooning with Bucky while he's got his hand between your legs: you just came home from a long day at work, and he's in no rush to get you off. Just gently tracing your clit through your underwear as he murmurs sweet nothings in your ear, telling you to relax and let him take care of you, for as long as it takes.
god and you can feel him hard through his boxers but he doesn’t care for his pleasure. jsut the sensations of your body moving against his as he touches you, middle finger dipping into your entrance every now and then just to see how wet you were were
he loved working you up like this, writhing and squirming against him…
A few months ago this blog was going around and terrorizing those in the MCU fandom here, specifically in the Bob Reynolds/Sentry part of the fandom. They were requesting weird fics and sending some dms. I’m here to let you all know they’re back under the blog name robertreynoldsmcu.
They reached out to me a few days ago and I decided to dm back because I initially didn’t know who they were. But after asking me to “be their girlfriend and Bob”, I instantly knew who it was. So, I just asked outright if they were horrormovielover2000/slashermovielover2000/romancemovielover2000, and they said yes.
Below are most of the dms that were exchanged between us. Please do NOT reach out to them. Just simply block and report if you can.
I will also be providing some links to other blog posts about this person below.
Be safe on the internet and remember to not give out any personal information to anyone you don’t know!!
The dms:
Excuse any typos. I am merely human 🤷♀️
Links to previous posts about the blogger and their past blogs:
eighteen plus — minors dni. pussy eating. bucky is a fucking munch. fingering. you’re laid out on the table. cream pie. just the tip. more than the tip. breeding kink. slight daddy kink. established relationship. no plot honestly.
hi…haven’t written a fic in so long and had this sitting in my drafts for MONTHS. i hope u guys enjoy <3
"baby, do you think its wise to be showing up to my office looking like that?" his fingers gripped the edge of his office chair, leaned back enough that his legs were spread out in front of him.
you didn't know what the problem was, you always wore a tight pencil skirt when you were working with him. he even watched you put it on in the morning and zipped it up for you.
"what ever do you mean? I came in here to give you these papers you printed."
lie.
easy and he knew that.
"mmhm, bring them here." he reaches out for you, beckoning you over with his two fingers. you obediently listen, heels clacking against the hard wooden floor across the room to the edge of his desk. you were purposefully an inch farther than he usually likes you to be. and he caught onto that. of course he did.
"why are you so far away, c'mere." he gruffs, his hand still held out for the documents. you hand them out to him, playing coy with a small smirk on your face.
"here, Mr. Barnes." you blink at him innocently.
you didn't know what kind of day he had had leading up to you entering his office this late in the afternoon. but the look on his face as you teased and batted with him just thee slightest bit - told you it was stressful and that you shouldn't be playing any games with him
you couldn't help but push his buttons sometimes.
"brat," he brushes away the papers out of your already loose grip and gets a hold of your wrist, pulling you around the edge of his desk and to his spread legs.
"what is wrong with you, huh?" you giggle as he pulls you closer but that pisses him off just a bit more.
"nothin, sir. was jus' giving you your papers." he grovels as this, clenching his jaw in thought. it left you able to admire how sexy he looked as he thought more about the tone in your voice, how you needed to push him just enough that he snaps and takes that stress he's been building up inside out on you.
you know you both needed it.
"that's what that was?" his grip tightens on your wrist just a bit more before he's turning you around, hands grazing the outside of your hips before squeezing your ass.
"yes, sir." you solidify the teasing be rubbing your ass in his hold, a huff escaping his nose. he knew you were playing him, he knew you were asking him something without saying it. he could read your body almost as good as you could read his.
he hummed, tapping the inner of your thighs with his middle and ring finger. you automatically opened your legs, your body reacting to him already and he barely has done a thing. he smiles, loving when you listen to his actions. you were such a good girl for him, so he didn't understand why you were being a little brat right now.
it didn't bother him, though. he loved seeing you getting a little "rebellious", a little huff and puff never hurt anyone. and shit, it made him so hard knowing you were getting turned on by pushing his buttons. he loved knowing you thrived off the way he treated you when he needed to "punish" you. he could never really punish you, though. he loved you too much.
"bend over." he was telling you more than asking, as he was already pushing you over the expanse of his desk and the items littered on the surface. you didn't care though. you were focused on what bucky was doing behind you.
you heard the sound of his slacks unzip and the button pop open. you felt you cunt pulse at the thought of his size filling you up the second he stood up. this is what you were hoping for - his cock fucking you crazy to teach you a lesson.
as he palms himself though his undone slacks and boxers, his metal hand is slipping under the tight material of your skirt, tugging at it and letting it snap back against your body before tugging it down all together.
you felt the cool air of the office hit your pussy before he spoke. "not a damn thing on underneath?" you shook your head and he tsked.
“figures. of course you’d show up here actin’ like a brat. thinkin’ im gonna give in.” he stops palming himself for a second to unzip and push up your tight pen i skirt up and over your hips, revealing your bare ass and cunt laid out to him
“well would you look at that… he swiped a metal finger in the slick spread between the inside of your thighs. he brings it to his lips and licks, moaning softly.
“at least she’s sweet to me.”
he pushes the same finger that was just in his mouth, into your cunt and letting out a moan at just shower you really were. it was like heaven to him, feeling how you tighten and squeeze yourself around his digit as he slowly curls his finger.
“buck..” you shiver, your body igniting as you feel him move in you. you wanted more. needed to feel more.
he smirked, loving have you resolve start to crumble already at just one finger of his.
“yeah, honey? need something?” you whine, trying to push against him for more. he half obliges, pushing in a second metal finger into your pussy. you stretch more around him and before you know it, you feel yourself moving against his two fingers hooked inside you
“oh… shit…” you forgot what you were being bratty for in the first place.
you step a bit wider, arch your back a bit more and lean your head against your arms crossed on top of his desk. you look back to see his free hand going to take his cock out and you whimpered at the sight
you licked your lips, your cunt pulsing around his thick digits as you fucked yourself on his fingers, him not moving a single muscle except to start dragging his hand over his cock, gripping it to jerk himself slowly.
“mm, keep goin’ baby.” he instructs and you do, you wouldn’t stop for the world anyway. his fingers felt too good inside of you mixed with the sight of him touching himself infront of you while doing it
“wish it was my cock, don’t you?” you nod eagerly, hoping that meant he’d give you his cock.
he chuckles, before shaking his head as he slips out of his chair and onto his knees behind you. he slips a bit lower, almost as if you’d be sitting on his fingers and his face.
but fuck, his own thick thighs spread as his own back is arched enough just to grip his cock perfectly in his right hand.
metal fingers still inside of you, your hips falter as you feel his tongue on your cunt. you instantly sit back onto the sensation and a moan rocks through your body, coming from bucky himself.
“fuck yourself on my fingers and tongue. get off since you want it so bad, bunny.” you moan as he speaks doing exactly what he asked
the wet sounds of your cunt mixed with his own wet sounds of his hand on his cock jerking himself makes you moan, clenching his fingers as his tongue licks at you.
he takes his fingers away and for a second you whimper before he’s pulling you a little further out, your ass sticking out more from the desk so he can get right under you.
he’s a man on a fucking mission and he will make it work.
for a second he takes his hand from his hard cock, aching and leaking into the office carpet floor. he throbs as he takes his hands and spreads your ass wide open - giving him plenty room to shove his face into your cunt
his tongue gets your clit first and you’re so fucking easy that you reach back and grip his brown curls, and pushing his face more into your ass.
“fuck…james…gods…” he grins against your cunt. a wicked, wicked man.
“she’s so fucking sweet babygirl,” he mutters against your wet folds. “like sugar on my damn tongue.” he groans as he pushes rubs your clit over and over again, fingers digging into the plush of your ass
you grind your hips over his face as he eats you out like a starved man, your juices coating his nose and cheeks, beard and dripping down his jaw.
he could stay like this in between your legs forever if you let him.
and most of the time you did.
“cum, baby. cum for daddy. make a mess on my fuckin’ face. do it,” he egged you on, tugging his hair as you mindlessly rut on his face feeling your climax pulse through your body, coating his face.
he moans into your cunt, loving how you taste on his tongue, how your pussy quivers under his mouth at just him. fuck.
“good girl, there we go…” he praises, letting you grind your orgasm out on his tongue , before he takes his fingers and swipe them through your messy folds.
“james…” he smiles as he looks up at your, your hold loosening on his hair as he nuzzles his cheek against your ass.
“yeah, baby?” his eyes sparkle as he looks at you, knowing what you were about to ask him.
he’d say yes a million times over.
“your cock, please. can i…?”
he smiles softly, standing to his full height as he wraps his body around yours, kissing your neck and pushing your hair out of the way
you feel his cock nestle between your thighs, and you can’t help but squeeze them making his cock push harder in between the flesh
you were needy and greedy and he fucking loved it
“need it so bad you can’t wait, huh?” he teases, his hands caressing your hips as he rocks into you, the tip catching your hole every thrust.
you whined under him
“please daddy, please…” you gave up on being a brat a long time ago
“shh, shh.. don’t worry…” he grinds into you a bit more, feeling your slick coat his shaft. he moans, feeling your clit throb against his sensitive and leaking tip
“she’ll get daddy’s cock…” he coo’s as he pushes the tip into you, moans leaving both your lips as he pushes further
he can’t help but standup and watch his cock disappear into your leaking cunt, how easily she stretches around him whole and how good you looked taking him.
you were like a dream to him
you both lost yourselves in each other as you started rocking against him, reveling in every inch of his cock against your walls, how he hit the sweet spot each time. it felt too good to be true but fuck, his kisses on your skin brought you back every time you floated off
“feel so fuckin’ good baby,”
“love you, love this pussy, shit…”
“need to pump you full, please? can i?”
something about him whining in your ear as he doubled over you again, pushing his cock deeper and deeper into your it long and hard thrusts.
you nodded, reaching behind you to grab at his wrist to somehow pull him closer
“please, please breed me. please i need it…” he moans against your skin as you speak, his mind shifting.
“you need it, huh?” he takes a hand from your hips and uses it to arch your back a bit more and pressing you further the desk
“you just need a fat dick like mine to pump you full of cum, is that right?”
it was right and the loan you let out in response let him know.
“of course you do. this fuckin’ pussy is so god damn greedy for my cock.” he punctuated with each thrust, leaning back to watch your cunt swallow him again, a white ring around the base of his cock.
“and would you look at that? she’s creamin’ on me…” he grips your ass hard before spanking it and you moan, the spark of pleasure rippling through you.
“again, please…” you beg. and fuck. the moan he lets out is enough to have your cunt clenching his cock
“you like gettin’ spanked, bunny? should’ve fuckin’ known…” he grumbles, watching your ass turn red with each spank, each moan spilling from your lips making his balls tighten
“beg for it, beg for me to fill you full. c’mon. tell me how much you want to be dripping of my seed.” he leans over to grip the back of your neck before gripping your chin making you turn your head as best it could to look over at him. he leaves a sloppy kiss on your cheek before biting it softly, peppering down your jaw to your neck
“please, fuck…” you moan as you feel his metal hand reaches to play with your clit and your hips stutter in response.
“please what?”
“james i…”
“i’ll give it to you if you beg, baby. you know that.” he nips your skin, loving this game. he loves drawing it out, feeling your cunt pulse more and more in anticipation for him
“want you, please…fill me up, want your cum…need it so bad please fuck…!” he presses his metal finger firmly down on your clit in tight circles as he nibbles your earlobe.
“good girl.” he moans, quickening his thrusts as he feels your cunt tighten around him. he doesn’t hold it back anymore as you feel your own climax happening at the same time
a mess happens, his cum fills your cunt up, leaking out as help and your name into your skin and your cunt squirts over the back of his desk, onto the carpet mixing with his own cum
“take it…that’s it…all of it. need to make it stick…” he mumbles, his coco pushes deep into you. you squeeze him for all he’s worth, needing him to stay for a second as you pull him close.
“i love you.” your flushed cheek rests against the cool finish of his desk. he takes his hands and caresses your hips, nuzzling your skin and kissing it
“i love you more, my angel. let’s get you cleaned up and then we can leave, yeah?” you nod against the wood, grateful he at least has some what of a clear head after all that.
eighteen plus — minors dni. pussy eating. bucky is a fucking munch. fingering. you’re laid out on the table. cream pie. just the tip. more than the tip. breeding kink. slight daddy kink. established relationship. no plot honestly.
hi…haven’t written a fic in so long and had this sitting in my drafts for MONTHS. i hope u guys enjoy <3
"baby, do you think its wise to be showing up to my office looking like that?" his fingers gripped the edge of his office chair, leaned back enough that his legs were spread out in front of him.
you didn't know what the problem was, you always wore a tight pencil skirt when you were working with him. he even watched you put it on in the morning and zipped it up for you.
"what ever do you mean? I came in here to give you these papers you printed."
lie.
easy and he knew that.
"mmhm, bring them here." he reaches out for you, beckoning you over with his two fingers. you obediently listen, heels clacking against the hard wooden floor across the room to the edge of his desk. you were purposefully an inch farther than he usually likes you to be. and he caught onto that. of course he did.
"why are you so far away, c'mere." he gruffs, his hand still held out for the documents. you hand them out to him, playing coy with a small smirk on your face.
"here, Mr. Barnes." you blink at him innocently.
you didn't know what kind of day he had had leading up to you entering his office this late in the afternoon. but the look on his face as you teased and batted with him just thee slightest bit - told you it was stressful and that you shouldn't be playing any games with him
you couldn't help but push his buttons sometimes.
"brat," he brushes away the papers out of your already loose grip and gets a hold of your wrist, pulling you around the edge of his desk and to his spread legs.
"what is wrong with you, huh?" you giggle as he pulls you closer but that pisses him off just a bit more.
"nothin, sir. was jus' giving you your papers." he grovels as this, clenching his jaw in thought. it left you able to admire how sexy he looked as he thought more about the tone in your voice, how you needed to push him just enough that he snaps and takes that stress he's been building up inside out on you.
you know you both needed it.
"that's what that was?" his grip tightens on your wrist just a bit more before he's turning you around, hands grazing the outside of your hips before squeezing your ass.
"yes, sir." you solidify the teasing be rubbing your ass in his hold, a huff escaping his nose. he knew you were playing him, he knew you were asking him something without saying it. he could read your body almost as good as you could read his.
he hummed, tapping the inner of your thighs with his middle and ring finger. you automatically opened your legs, your body reacting to him already and he barely has done a thing. he smiles, loving when you listen to his actions. you were such a good girl for him, so he didn't understand why you were being a little brat right now.
it didn't bother him, though. he loved seeing you getting a little "rebellious", a little huff and puff never hurt anyone. and shit, it made him so hard knowing you were getting turned on by pushing his buttons. he loved knowing you thrived off the way he treated you when he needed to "punish" you. he could never really punish you, though. he loved you too much.
"bend over." he was telling you more than asking, as he was already pushing you over the expanse of his desk and the items littered on the surface. you didn't care though. you were focused on what bucky was doing behind you.
you heard the sound of his slacks unzip and the button pop open. you felt you cunt pulse at the thought of his size filling you up the second he stood up. this is what you were hoping for - his cock fucking you crazy to teach you a lesson.
as he palms himself though his undone slacks and boxers, his metal hand is slipping under the tight material of your skirt, tugging at it and letting it snap back against your body before tugging it down all together.
you felt the cool air of the office hit your pussy before he spoke. "not a damn thing on underneath?" you shook your head and he tsked.
“figures. of course you’d show up here actin’ like a brat. thinkin’ im gonna give in.” he stops palming himself for a second to unzip and push up your tight pen i skirt up and over your hips, revealing your bare ass and cunt laid out to him
“well would you look at that… he swiped a metal finger in the slick spread between the inside of your thighs. he brings it to his lips and licks, moaning softly.
“at least she’s sweet to me.”
he pushes the same finger that was just in his mouth, into your cunt and letting out a moan at just shower you really were. it was like heaven to him, feeling how you tighten and squeeze yourself around his digit as he slowly curls his finger.
“buck..” you shiver, your body igniting as you feel him move in you. you wanted more. needed to feel more.
he smirked, loving have you resolve start to crumble already at just one finger of his.
“yeah, honey? need something?” you whine, trying to push against him for more. he half obliges, pushing in a second metal finger into your pussy. you stretch more around him and before you know it, you feel yourself moving against his two fingers hooked inside you
“oh… shit…” you forgot what you were being bratty for in the first place.
you step a bit wider, arch your back a bit more and lean your head against your arms crossed on top of his desk. you look back to see his free hand going to take his cock out and you whimpered at the sight
you licked your lips, your cunt pulsing around his thick digits as you fucked yourself on his fingers, him not moving a single muscle except to start dragging his hand over his cock, gripping it to jerk himself slowly.
“mm, keep goin’ baby.” he instructs and you do, you wouldn’t stop for the world anyway. his fingers felt too good inside of you mixed with the sight of him touching himself infront of you while doing it
“wish it was my cock, don’t you?” you nod eagerly, hoping that meant he’d give you his cock.
he chuckles, before shaking his head as he slips out of his chair and onto his knees behind you. he slips a bit lower, almost as if you’d be sitting on his fingers and his face.
but fuck, his own thick thighs spread as his own back is arched enough just to grip his cock perfectly in his right hand.
metal fingers still inside of you, your hips falter as you feel his tongue on your cunt. you instantly sit back onto the sensation and a moan rocks through your body, coming from bucky himself.
“fuck yourself on my fingers and tongue. get off since you want it so bad, bunny.” you moan as he speaks doing exactly what he asked
the wet sounds of your cunt mixed with his own wet sounds of his hand on his cock jerking himself makes you moan, clenching his fingers as his tongue licks at you.
he takes his fingers away and for a second you whimper before he’s pulling you a little further out, your ass sticking out more from the desk so he can get right under you.
he’s a man on a fucking mission and he will make it work.
for a second he takes his hand from his hard cock, aching and leaking into the office carpet floor. he throbs as he takes his hands and spreads your ass wide open - giving him plenty room to shove his face into your cunt
his tongue gets your clit first and you’re so fucking easy that you reach back and grip his brown curls, and pushing his face more into your ass.
“fuck…james…gods…” he grins against your cunt. a wicked, wicked man.
“she’s so fucking sweet babygirl,” he mutters against your wet folds. “like sugar on my damn tongue.” he groans as he pushes rubs your clit over and over again, fingers digging into the plush of your ass
you grind your hips over his face as he eats you out like a starved man, your juices coating his nose and cheeks, beard and dripping down his jaw.
he could stay like this in between your legs forever if you let him.
and most of the time you did.
“cum, baby. cum for daddy. make a mess on my fuckin’ face. do it,” he egged you on, tugging his hair as you mindlessly rut on his face feeling your climax pulse through your body, coating his face.
he moans into your cunt, loving how you taste on his tongue, how your pussy quivers under his mouth at just him. fuck.
“good girl, there we go…” he praises, letting you grind your orgasm out on his tongue , before he takes his fingers and swipe them through your messy folds.
“james…” he smiles as he looks up at your, your hold loosening on his hair as he nuzzles his cheek against your ass.
“yeah, baby?” his eyes sparkle as he looks at you, knowing what you were about to ask him.
he’d say yes a million times over.
“your cock, please. can i…?”
he smiles softly, standing to his full height as he wraps his body around yours, kissing your neck and pushing your hair out of the way
you feel his cock nestle between your thighs, and you can’t help but squeeze them making his cock push harder in between the flesh
you were needy and greedy and he fucking loved it
“need it so bad you can’t wait, huh?” he teases, his hands caressing your hips as he rocks into you, the tip catching your hole every thrust.
you whined under him
“please daddy, please…” you gave up on being a brat a long time ago
“shh, shh.. don’t worry…” he grinds into you a bit more, feeling your slick coat his shaft. he moans, feeling your clit throb against his sensitive and leaking tip
“she’ll get daddy’s cock…” he coo’s as he pushes the tip into you, moans leaving both your lips as he pushes further
he can’t help but standup and watch his cock disappear into your leaking cunt, how easily she stretches around him whole and how good you looked taking him.
you were like a dream to him
you both lost yourselves in each other as you started rocking against him, reveling in every inch of his cock against your walls, how he hit the sweet spot each time. it felt too good to be true but fuck, his kisses on your skin brought you back every time you floated off
“feel so fuckin’ good baby,”
“love you, love this pussy, shit…”
“need to pump you full, please? can i?”
something about him whining in your ear as he doubled over you again, pushing his cock deeper and deeper into your it long and hard thrusts.
you nodded, reaching behind you to grab at his wrist to somehow pull him closer
“please, please breed me. please i need it…” he moans against your skin as you speak, his mind shifting.
“you need it, huh?” he takes a hand from your hips and uses it to arch your back a bit more and pressing you further the desk
“you just need a fat dick like mine to pump you full of cum, is that right?”
it was right and the loan you let out in response let him know.
“of course you do. this fuckin’ pussy is so god damn greedy for my cock.” he punctuated with each thrust, leaning back to watch your cunt swallow him again, a white ring around the base of his cock.
“and would you look at that? she’s creamin’ on me…” he grips your ass hard before spanking it and you moan, the spark of pleasure rippling through you.
“again, please…” you beg. and fuck. the moan he lets out is enough to have your cunt clenching his cock
“you like gettin’ spanked, bunny? should’ve fuckin’ known…” he grumbles, watching your ass turn red with each spank, each moan spilling from your lips making his balls tighten
“beg for it, beg for me to fill you full. c’mon. tell me how much you want to be dripping of my seed.” he leans over to grip the back of your neck before gripping your chin making you turn your head as best it could to look over at him. he leaves a sloppy kiss on your cheek before biting it softly, peppering down your jaw to your neck
“please, fuck…” you moan as you feel his metal hand reaches to play with your clit and your hips stutter in response.
“please what?”
“james i…”
“i’ll give it to you if you beg, baby. you know that.” he nips your skin, loving this game. he loves drawing it out, feeling your cunt pulse more and more in anticipation for him
“want you, please…fill me up, want your cum…need it so bad please fuck…!” he presses his metal finger firmly down on your clit in tight circles as he nibbles your earlobe.
“good girl.” he moans, quickening his thrusts as he feels your cunt tighten around him. he doesn’t hold it back anymore as you feel your own climax happening at the same time
a mess happens, his cum fills your cunt up, leaking out as help and your name into your skin and your cunt squirts over the back of his desk, onto the carpet mixing with his own cum
“take it…that’s it…all of it. need to make it stick…” he mumbles, his coco pushes deep into you. you squeeze him for all he’s worth, needing him to stay for a second as you pull him close.
“i love you.” your flushed cheek rests against the cool finish of his desk. he takes his hands and caresses your hips, nuzzling your skin and kissing it
“i love you more, my angel. let’s get you cleaned up and then we can leave, yeah?” you nod against the wood, grateful he at least has some what of a clear head after all that.
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