#amber requests

[tuffghostart]

cozy bedtime amber in amber's place no boys allowed?? love ur amber design, thank u for my wife

thank you sm!! 💗 this is canon as far as im concerned.

i know that she most likely sleeps in like a submarine bunk or something but I couldn't help but picture an extravagant bed.

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

Olay hear me out: Andy tying you up overstimulating you until you're nothing more than a teary eyed whimpering mess. Teasing you a little bit "what's wrong sweetheart? Thought you said you could take it? I haven't even fucked you yet." (Thank andybarberslxt for sparking that hoe thought)

A/N- well fuck babes, this made my week when you sent this. You know I have so many hoe thoughts of Andy, just like @andybarberslxt does. 

You should have known that this is where you were going to end up when he came home that night. 

Standing at the kitchen counter, you were putting the finishing touches on your salad, your knife rocking back and forth through the cucumber when he walked in and got a beer from the fridge. “What's for dinner Love?” He questioned as he screwed off the top and tossed it away. 

“Roast chicken and salad.” you remark as he set down his bottle, walking around the counter and his hands slide over your hips, letting his face press against your neck. You were mildly surprised to feel his groin rubbing in your ass, but then you recalled he won his case today and smirked. Looking over your shoulder with arched brows, you pressed back slightly. “So... Really good day?” 

His hand went from your hips to rub at your cunt through your pants, growling as his other hand went to grasp lightly at your throat, kissing just below your ear. “Sure did Honey, you know what that means.” Your thighs clamped around his hand, starting to feel a pool of slick starting, a soft whimper escaping and a dark chuckle coming from him when he realized it clicked for you. Oh, OH. This would be a fun night indeed. 

So now here you were, kneeling on the bed with slightly spread thighs, a pair of police-grade handcuffs that Andy brought home years ago, binding your arms behind you. Wedged between your teeth was a belt, actually his belt from today. Andy liked seeing you helpless, bound and gagged before him. And sure enough he was kneeling opposite of you, now wearing just open slacks, bare-chested, one hand fisted in your hair and the remains of the belt at the back of your head. 

“You were dripping right through dinner weren't you?” Andy asked, and you whimpered slightly, rocking your hips slightly at his words. What he said was true, after knowing he would fuck you up like this, you couldn't help your excitement. Dipping his free hand in between to where your slick was built, his fingers spreading it further. Pressure on your clit and when that made you shudder, he smirked. “Just like I thought, couldn't help yourself.” Removing his hand and slicking his finger along your lips, and you moaned, unable to move your tongue around the belt to collect that taste. 

Andy though sucked off his fingers to finish cleaning them, a rumble rolling through his chest when he pulled his fingers away and reached into his slacks pockets, and pulled out a small silver bullet. He leaned forward and turned on the small vibrator, and slid it down your neck, and along your collar bone. When he first let it circle around your breast and slide over the nipple, you arched into it, whining again. You snap your thighs shut as another rush of slick escapes. 

“Did I tell you to shut them thighs? I dont think so Sweetheart.” Andys voice dripped darkly, and a light pinch made you squeal softly, shifting your hips to slide your thighs back open. The bullet traveled down your fluttering stomach, and over your thighs. Your eyes were searching for his gaze. Please Andy, fuck! Coming out muffled moans pleading, your cunt was so slick, and throbbing, and now it was torture to feel these vibrations everywhere but where you wanted them. 

Andy let his hand slide to the inside of your thighs, they were sticky with your arousal, the vibrator slipping between folds, and you would think you would sink into it, its what you wanted. But it made you jolt, almost trying to escape it. Your channel trying to tighten around anything. Andy moved it up and down, but when he reached your clit, he pressured it against the nerves, making you scream from around the belt. Tears pricking at your eyes and rolling your hips. But he just twisted his hand to follow, your whimpers becoming pleading till he pulled away and you loosened. “Look at you, all a mess just from that?” Tugging your head back further, and kissing the corner of your mouth and sliding his tongue over your lips, collecting that taste off you. 

Then he did it again, this time fingers sliding into your entrance, immediately clenching around him and gyrating yourself into his palm with an urgency that the bullet had built in you, fucking yourself hard with jarring thrusts on his hand. And you were getting there, so close, so fucking close when Andy yanked his hand and the bullet away, leaving you whining and crying at the loss, your body screaming that he had done that. Humping nothing but air, you slowed down. 

“What's wrong sweetheart?” Andy taunted as he grasped your chin to hold you still, loosening the belt and hold in your hair, removing it from your mouth. “Thought you said you could take it. I haven't even fucked you yet. Not properly anyway.” 

“Fuck, will you now Andy? Please?” You squirm yourself, pleading eyes looking up at your husband, and he crashes his mouth to yours, kissing you deeply before pulling away and stuffing his fingers into your mouth, making you close your lips tightly around them and suck them clean once more. Rolling your tongue over and around them, breathing sharply from your nose. “Fucking hell Baby, that tongue of yours. Bring a man to his knees.” the slivers of blue twinkling in the dark at you. “But not tonight.” 

Andy was quick to twist you away from him, and his hand clasped the back of your neck, pushing your face into the pillows, your ass arching into the air as he hovered over you, hand swatting at your ass that rocked back against him. “Perfect. Just how I wanted to see you.” He lapped up your neck and kissed your shoulder, then shifted back to rub his cock between your folds. Your bound hands nestled in against the small of your back and he grabbed a hold of them, when he thrust harshly into you, your head straining back with a hiss at how good that thick cock just forced into you. 

There was no gentleness left in him. Andy jerked your body till your head was burying into those pillows you diligently fluffed up every day, ruining your comforter till it balled up all around you. Your wrists burning the way he jerked that chain back, your ass slapping back against his groin, crying into the pillows at the way his cock slammed into your dripping cunt. Fuck at this rate you weren't going to last, your fingers dug into your palm, and you twisted your face to muffle fully in the pillows, so your screams wouldn't wake anyone in the house. 

“Cum all over my cock, show me how much messier you can get Sweetheart.” He grunted between slaps of your ass against him, and you clenched around him, so fucking close. Tears streamed into the pillow, and you bit down as your cunt started to milk him, begging for him to fill you with his seed. Grunts turned into cursing above you and he slammed into you one last time when hot spurts shot into you and his body slammed over your back, threatening to crush you, leaving you sobbing into the pillow, his breathing ragged against your shoulder, and biting down on you. 

After a few moments, you lifted your head to take in a dragging breath and whimpered out. “Andy? Babe... I really cant feel my hands.” You could feel him pinning them between your back and his stomach. He to lifted his head, this time a kiss was placed on your cheek, actually gentle. His hands planted on each side of you and lifted his body off you, pulling out of you and moving to the night stand to grab the handcuffs keys. “You okay Honey?” he asked as he moved up beside you and undid the handcuffs, setting them off to the side and rubbed your arms and helped you sit up. You winced at the ache of them, and nodded. 

“Im good.” you stated as he moved you to lean back against his chest, as he sat against the headboard, his hands roaming up and down your arms to relieve the tension. Tilting your head up to study him for a moment. “So next case... Im picking how you restrain me. I let you have these past two times.” 

Andy barked out a laugh, letting his hand wrap around your neck suddenly, squeezing just a bit smirking against your temple as you whimper at him. “Now now sweetheart, do you think you really get to make demands when we know whos in charge here?” 

Fuck you loved him like this. 

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

WAIT STOP THE PRESSES- Okay but like human normal Ransom and reader but Ransom finds all the abo porn on your phone/computer and makes you call him Alpha next time in bed. (Idk but now I’m a sucker for it)

A/N- Whew, babes, this is a hell yes. Im a sucker for it to. 

Fuck how you loved this man, the thought somehow filtered through your mind as you gripped tighter to his hair, his name coming from you in soft gasps while you pushed his face tighter into your cunt, currently, he was fucking with his tongue. Hard laps to your clit, before spearing his tongue into your channel to stroke the walls till the clasped around him. Your body begging for him to bring your release as much as your mouth was. 

“Fuck Ransom please, I need it.” You cried over his grunts that vibrated into your cunt. Messy, and sloppy, you could hear all the obscene noises and it was enough to make you beg for him. Ransom could be an ass at times, selfish, and needy, But there was one thing he never failed to do, and that was to make sure you would orgasm when he had you in his hold. He prided himself of it. Hearing you beg fed his ego, Sharp Blues snapped up from between your thighs where he held them wrapped open in his arms, and smirked just above your cunt, having you right there, so fucking close. “Come all over my tongue Baby, what the fuck you waiting for?” 

Of course, he had to say it like you were the one holding back, and that next slurp of lips and spearing of the tongue, he sent you over, wriggling in the mattress until you sink into a pleasured floating space that left you humming. 

Letting go of your thighs, and planting his hands on either side of your body, he kissed his way back up, a few licks of his warm coated tongue over your belly, a kiss on the rips, and bite on your still heaving breasts that caused you to moan and jolt under him, firmly fitting himself into the snug hollow between your thighs. You expect him to be soft, strokes of his hands over your body to bring you back up again. You almost hum with joy at the thought of his hands all over you. But instead, he fists a hand in your hair and tilts your head back hard enough to tilt your chin up, leaving you giving a surprised gasp. 

“Say it, Sweetness.” He makes a growling sound that leaves you biting your lip, confused. His nose runs along your clavicle, to your throat where he growls again to vibrate through your neck, filling your head with the noise. His tongue trails up your throat and over your chin, till he reached your bottom lip, teeth sinking into the pink plumpness, and biting hard enough to make you say his name in shock. 

“Ransom!” 

“Oh no Sweetness, those are not the words I want to hear.” Leaning up enough to run his hands along your arms as he laid claim to your lips, a spearing of his tongue much like earlier, only he muffled all protests you might have had, distracting you with your essence. Before you knew it, your wrists were captured in one of his hands, pinned above your head, you're caged by him. completely now. When he pulled his mouth away from yours, he bared his teeth at you, in the most animalistic way. Fuck if you didn't want to grind your thighs together at that. Seeing the way his smug perfection almost turned beastly. He knew it too, the corners of his eyes crinkling a bit in amusement. 

“What do you want to hear Ransom?” You ask with a whine, and he pressed his groin into you, making you feel just how hard he was. 

“Call me Alpha.” 

Fuck... your eyes widened at his knowing ones, and you can feel the heat racing up your neck, he once more nipped at your jutted chin, making that animalistic growl again. “Don't keep me waiting Sweetness” 

God damn why do you feel so tongue-tied, and he grabbed your throat with his free hand, pressing you down in the pillows, and legs immediately wrapping around his hips, and your stuttering out the words in a rush. 

An aroused as fuck, making you hot and tingle all over, need him to fuck you now rush. “Alpha, Fuck Me.” 

“I plan on it Omega.” Ransom hissed back at you, while lining himself up to thrust into you, a burning stretch that brought tears to the corners of your eyes, your fingers digging into your palms, and an arch that crushed the few inches of space there might have been. 

“Yes Alpha! Again.” You craved for it, using the name, seeing those possessive eyes bearing into yours with the pink tops of his cheeks and his swollen lips hover so close with a smirk. He obliged with a rut of his hips, dragging his cock back only to claim you again. It was slow, teasing, making you have just enough to keep you begging for it. 

But then your sweet cries turned into demands, which he unleashed himself. If it wasn't a cock driving you into the mattress, it was a flurry of teeth sinking into your shoulder, fingers tugging on your nipples, or a forearm across your throat, relentless as he dragged out those orgasms. One after another, making you count as each one had you clenching, milking his cock. But he never gave in, not till you were weeping under him. 

“I- I don't have another in me...” 

Gripping your jaw, as he loomed over you with another thrust pressing against your sweet spot, causing you to tighten all around him, rubbing your over-sensitized body against him although it burned. “Oh Sweetness, You didn't use the proper word.” He spat in your mouth, claiming a biting kiss, from you, drawing out your moaning words, calling him Alpha, and sure enough, he dragged out another Orgasm, counting it as you finally felt him lose himself into you. 

Rugged thrusts, and growling hisses against your neck had him spilling into you, and his carefully controlled body smothered yours, both you sweaty and spent. You slowly came back, moaning as you tried shifting. 

Apparently, you weren't going anywhere. Glancing down, you could see Ransom pressed against your breasts, his hair in spiky mats where you clung to him earlier, you could feel his lips pressing against the curve. Groaning into your softness, he rubbed his face against you, and his blue eyes lifted to see you were back with him. “Hey, Handsome... Uuh, where did Alpha come from?” You quirked a grin, which he smirked back in that cocky way you loved, shifting till he was closer, face to face with you, drawing you into a kiss. 

“When I was ordering our take out earlier with your phone, you left a tab open. And guess what I found Sweetness.” His tongue dragged over your lips one last time before shifting off you a bit to lay on his side, hand rubbing up and down your waist and over the back of your thigh still hooked over him. “That my girl seems to like herself a bit of Alpha action.” 

You bit your lip and nodded, looking up at him. “Okay, yea... Its really hot to read that.” 

“Well, I figured we would try something new. And Hell if you didn't just respond, in the best of ways.” He bit at your neck, leaving you laughing and squealing. 

“RANSOM!” 

His hands pulled you closer, and you wrapped yourself around him again, hiding against him, laughing. 

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[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

Pretty girl like you, I think you can figure out how to sweet talk me into being your daddy. - Bucky Barnes

Alright Barnes. Lets see if I can come close to what turns you on.

Your straddling thick spread thighs, hands exploring the muscled wall of Buckys chest with appreciative whimpers in the kiss. At first you tried to play like it was your kiss. A nibble on his lips and your tongue sliding into his mouth. But that's as far as that went till Bucky took over.

Now his lips pressed against yours as he took sweeping licks to the roof of your mouth and around your tongue. His taste, plum fresh from his snack earlier. Fuck it made you weak. You rolled your hips into his groin, sighing at the friction.

Bucky pulled his mouth from yours, letting his kisses turn harder on your neck as his hands grasping your panty covered ass, fingers digging in, grinding you forward again.

"Mmmh, like that doll?" He asked as you tilt your head back, wincing slightly and tugging your bottom lip. His marks would show up later, claiming what was his.

"Yes, make sure everyone knows who owns me." Your tongue swiped along your bottom lip, missing the fullness in your mouth just then. Hands scratching lightly at his chest flattened against his pecs and pushed back lightly enough for him to relax back.

"What's wrong Doll?" He questioned and you reached behind you and grasped his wrist, pulling it around so his fingers could skim against your lips. You sucked his pointer into your mouth, keeping your eyes on his, watching them turn hazy with lust and understanding. Then a a second finger, humming as you sucked and teased him.

"You know Doll, if you wanted me to fill your mouth, ive got a better way for it." Bucky offered with a firm grind against your core, his length hard and rigid underneath you. You pulled back on his fingers, but he pressed down on your tongue, opening your mouth wide and spit in your mouth. "Get me good and wet doll." Before he removed his fingers from you and you nodded like the good girl you were.

"Ooh yes Daddy!" You said, sliding the word in there, testing it out as you eased off his thighs and knelt between them. Rubbing the side of your face to his inner thigh as your hands worked the belt.

"Daddy's Doll, huh? Fitting name for you." He praised as you eased his fly down, button snapped and your hand wrapped around his thick erection. All you could think about was how badly you wanted to lap at him, swallow him as best you could, make him cum down your throat.

Bucky leaned forward and cupped your face in his hands. "You asked for this, now be Daddy's good little Doll." Pressing your mouth closer, you eased around him, humming with joy at how good those drops of pre cum beaded on the tip tasted, how how velvet smooth hardness dominated your mouth, slicking him up to go down your throat.

You would swallow every last bit he gave you.

You would make Daddy proud, you were his perfect Doll after all.

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

amber so have you seen the post of you saying ‘this is my ex-boyfriend steve’ and steve’s like ‘i told you to stop introducing me like this’ and ‘i’m her husband’ and i feel like chris would say the ‘this is my ex-girlfriend’ when you get married and yes i’m soft for him again (not like i have stopped)💕

A/N- I don't know, this one makes me SUPER SOFT AND I LOVE IT. Also going to add this as an entry to @jtargaryen18 30 Days of Chris Warning- Soft Smut

Vacation

Summary- 3.7k. Chris x Y/N. Chris flies you out to Red Sea Diving Resort Set for a couple weeks. 

You just boarded off your plane, the hot sun beating down on you was so much different then the hazy Boston mugginess you were used to. Behind you, your luggage flowed behind you, and you reached up to the top of your head to drop your sunglass, scanning among the crowd for that one familiar face, the one who insisted on you coming to visit cause he missed you that damn much and it had been weeks. Were you going to say no? Absolutely not, you missed him just as much.

There, there he was, his hand raised over his head, and waving back and forth to get your attention. He was weaving among the people and you ditched your luggage momentarily, sprinting to jump tackle him. Your legs firmly settled around his waist, arms around his neck and you pressed your face in against his neck, nuzzling that all to familiar spot you claimed as yours since day one. His hands had been held open wide to receive you, were now tight enough wrapping around you that it made you squeak and kiss nibbling the shell of his ear. “God damn Chris I missed you so damn much!” You pull back to look at him, and lean your forehead against his. He goes cross-eyed looking at you.

“I promise I have felt the same exact fucking way” His hand moved to the back of your head, and he slants his face to kiss you deeply, your tongues tangling, and your pleasantly surprised that his taste, it had a slightly saltier wild taste to it, it hit you right in your core, making you flex slightly and dampen. Oh my... Groaning into him, when he broke your kiss, your lick your lips and his eyes darken with a slight smirk playing the corner of his mouth. “Missed me a lot I can tell.” He let you slide to a stand, but kept you close as the two of you go to retrieve your ditched luggage before it was stolen.

Chris’s arm hung possessively low on your waist, feeling his hand slipping under your shirt to touch your bare skin, his thumb feathering back and forth across the curve. Once you reached the bags, he was quick to grab the handle. You opted to shoulder your overnight bag, and Chris maneuvered you two through the rush of people all looking for loved ones, catch a plane, a small group of you heading to leave.

“How was the flight?” He asked, while digging in his khaki pants for keys to a vehicle, directing you two towards a jeep.”It was good, long but I had a great seatmate. They were visiting their son who was studying in the states.” You continue on while Chris pops open the back seat, he lowered the handle of your luggage, and slipped it into the back seat, you handed over your other bag as well to add to it. Closing the door, Chris caught you by surprise, backing you against the door of the jeep, your eyes cast up about to ask why when one hand braced to one side by your head, and his other hand went to caress your cheek, grasping slightly under your jawline.

“Ahhh baby, I missed this.” His eyes shining a different shade of blue, bright crystal orbs raking over your face, the pad of his thumb made its way to your bottom lip, tracing the seam. Okay, you missed this to you thought a bit breathless while you studied his expression. The hunger brimmed in his eyes and a flop of his hair fell forward when he encased your lips against his, his tongue tracing till your opened, sighing into the kiss. It all rushed to your head to make you fuzzy, unaware of anything but the man sliding his hand into your hair at the back of your head, tilting just enough.... exactly right to inhale any air from your body, and that rush buzzed through your system to lighten a fire in your belly. Ahhh baby, I missed this was right.

Chris was the one to pull away first, taking a deep and giving a bit of a grin. “Sorry darling, its been a long while, I might have gotten caught up in that.” You blink at him till it registered what he said, and tipped toed up to give him just a nip, lifting up your sunglasses off your face. “Handsome, you do that any time you are so inclined” Rubbing your hands against his chest, and he pulled you in close, rubbing his beard against your neck to make you squeal, which of course you did. It tickled. “Come on, its a bit of a drive to the hotel, and I want to get you there to enjoy it, baby. You're going to love it.”

The next half hour, you filled him in with everything going on in Boston that you didn't really talk about on the phone during your nightly calls. They were reserved for more important discussions. But now, the floodgates open, and you animated told him all about how Dodger trudged his lion all the way to grandmas when you went to drop him off, your boss getting all jealous about you going to South Africa for a few weeks, the fact they got a new coffee flavor at the local coffee shop, how the neighbor STILL had there singing Christmas lights up. Really just anything. During this, Chris reached over and took your hand, fingers weaved together and held against his thigh, once in a while he would lift it to nip on a knuckle and kiss the center, other moments he would tip his head back and laugh deeply in that way that would shake his whole body. A true genuine laugh.

You shift in your seat, as there is a rather annoying counsel between you two, so cuddling up was out of the question, but you could still look. In the weeks he's been here, it really suited him. His hair was longer, and no longer styled in the way Captain America had been, but free to flow naturally, framing his face with a slightly more rugged beard, all given to fit his latest role. Tinges of red highlighted in the sun matched the way his tan spread across his face, making his scattering of freckles across his nose really stand out. You had to admit, it was a look you really felt suited Chris.

“You feeling about this?” You reach over to brush back his hair a bit, it even felt different, the sun and ocean was good to his body, softer and sun-kissed.

Chris took a look at himself in the rearview before glancing at you “I like it, if I could just look like this for all my roles, I would. Its hell of a lot easier than having to trim it all up every few weeks. And makeup is a lot easier in the morning. They just add a bit of product in it, and let it do its own thing.” It was a well-known fact Chris would get bored in the makeup chair, and when he got bored, he got anxious and wound.

You dropped your hand to his beard, giving the gentlest of tugs, biting your lip. “Well Handsome, you know I've always been a fan of this.”

Chris barked a laugh, a bit smug as his hand went to the beard, rubbing his chin in that manner that made him look thoughtful. “Oh Im well aware Sweetness, and i plan on putting it to good use later.”

Oh my...

Your first glance at the ocean left you in a gasp, you immediately moved in your seat and buzzed down your window, a blast of hot airbrushed your hair back, and Chris reached over to turn off the ac, rolling down his own window, elbow hooking over the door as he speed up just a bit, bringing you closer to that insanely blue water. For once you felt something really did rival Chris’s excited blue eyes. It was just that damn blue.

Starting to slow down, his hand moving to hit the clicker, he turned onto a side road, bringing the jeep way back in speed as it bounced a bit on the rougher road, careful at the spots that sand pooled and spread. “Were staying right on set, the hotel had a spot all set up for us. Plenty of bungalows, and we got a nice one on the end. A bit away from the others.” There were some perks to being one of the headliners of this project and he pointed out towards the rows of a frame looking cabins, upon some stilts, nothing more then feet away from the waves, that were lapping so gently on the shore, it reminded you of a lovers caress, of Chris’s.

The jeep came to a stop at the end of the line, and you jumped out, waiting for Chris to come around, with your bag and luggage in tow. When you tried to take one, he took your hand instead and led you up the stairs. “Welcome home Sweetness” He popped open the door and it was better then you could have hoped for. Open floor plan, there was a small basic kitchenette, a table and chairs, a door leading off to a bathroom, and a bed with a mosquito net enclosing around it. Chris brought your luggage over towards the bed, moving aside the netting to set it at the end for you to get to it. And then he beckoned you towards him. “Close your eyes, this is the best part.”

“Alright, they are closed... “ You cover them and he slides open two slides, leaving the pack of the bungalow open to the view. He eased you to take a few steps to the left, and wrapped his arms around you, nibbling your neck playfully. “Chris! do I have to keep my eyes closed?” you squealed when his beard and lips tickled you, making you press back against his chest. Humming against your sweet spot between your neck and shoulder, he finally relented. “Okay, open them up Babygirl.”

You immediately dropped your hands to cover his over your stomach, weaving your fingers with his while studying what he wanted you to see. Pristine beach stretched just ahead of you, water lapping the shoreline no more then ten feet of that away. The deck was raised up off the beach, with stairs leading down. Your jaw dropped, and Chris laughed behind you at your reaction. Twisting to look over your shoulder at him, he kissed your forehead. “Wanna go play in the waves Sweetness?”

“Yes! I packed for plenty of beach days. All this, getting a proper tan.” Pulling you away from the view, he set to find his trunks, and you found your white bikini, stripping quickly out of your clothes, any jet lag completely forgotten. Chris came up behind you while you were trying the strings of the bikini, going to take the strings himself and tie them for you, groaning softly. “Fuck, you are hot in this.” Grinning, you pull away and go to tiptoes to twirl for him to see all of it, landing back on the balls of your feet.

“You think so? I had to have it rushed ordered last week when you called to tell me you were flying me out.”

Chris approached you again, his oversized hands smoothing the bare skin along your sides, looking you up and down for a moment, and nodding. “fuck baby, we might not even need to go down to the beach, and just have ourselves some fun right here.” He drew you into a kiss, nips on the lips and a slip of the tongue, your body sank into him, with your hands brushing over his chest, the short soft hairs tickling your palms, and even his body felt better from being here. Lean muscles tightened where your hands roved, flowing over his ribs and flattened against his back that spoke of Power. It was tempting, and you were about to relent.

Then he stepped back and took your hand, leading you outside, you have him a huff and incredulous look as he led you down the stairs. “Don't worry, later. I will take you apart, trust me.” Hitting the hot sand, you two jogged towards the water to not burn the bottoms of your feet. “Not if I don't get to you first...” Your tone lowered playfully as you splashed into the waves “... Captain.”

Chris snapped his hand against your white bikini covered ass just as you were about to dive in, laughing as you arched your body and plunged in, he continued wading as you slipped out further away into the waves. “Fucking tease....” He said with affection and followed after you, quick to slide up alongside you and catch you. You two swim for a while, and then as the evening started to roll around, go to shower off the salt and sand, making your way to dinner. Dinner was enjoyable, your eyes bigger than your mouth, and you had to try a bit of everything. Laughing at each other as some funny doubtful faces were made, quickly changing to surprise and enticing each other to take a bite with 'You just have to try it' passed between each other. To finish off, a bit of fresh fruit, and a walk on the beach once you two got back to the bungalow.

The beach was mostly abandoned, dark but the white sand and the expanse of stars overhead. You dug your toes in the sand, having ditched your dandles on the back deck when Chris suggested a late-night walk. “Thank you, Chris.” You smile up at him, seeing his face in shadows, and his hands rubbed against your hips, kissing your forehead as you pulled in close. “For what Babygirl?”

“For flying me out, you were right, this place is beautiful.”

“Tomorrow after I get done shooting our scene, we will drive around a bit so you can see everything.”

When you two stumbled back, tugging off clothing between your giggles and shared kisses, you fall against the mosquito net, the two of you forgetting it was there and end up ripping it down, getting tangled together, you're still laughing as Chris is cursing, trying to get it off from around your naked bodies. Finally once you two got untangled, the destroyed mosquito net shoved off to the side, Chris moved over you, kissing up your body with lavishing wet kisses, the salty ocean breeze blowing in where the doors to the beach had been left wide opened, you shivered with delight at the sensation.  

“Fuck. I. Missed. You.” He emphasized every word making his way up your body, nips and hands plumping your breasts, dragging his tongue over your nipples before kissing on them, then up your collarbone and to you neck. You couldn't help but roll underneath him, wrapping your legs around his lean hips and pushing fingers through that long softer hair of his and to his bunched shoulders, nuzzling in against his neck while sucking on his earlobe, giving a playful nibble on the lobe. “I couldn't tell Chris.” you giggled, which quickly turned into a lust-filled moan when he positioned himself and filled you, making you clutch to him, lightly biting his shoulder.

Once you relaxed back underneath him, Chris started to roll himself into you, grinding your hips together. “Right there...” You moaned within a few moments, tipping your head up to share a whining kiss, now it was Chris's turn to chuckle, cupping your face as he sped up, making your jaw drop slightly and eyes fluttering back. “Feel good baby?” He grunted, and all you could do was nod with urgency, rocking your hips back to meet him. When he snapped that tightly wound coil, a drop to of his hand rubbing against your nub, making you tighten, flutter around him, snapping high and breaking, you swore you saw the stars, just like the ones that danced the heavens above the ocean. He rode you through it, rolling his hips deeper, erratic till a shedder ripped through him, painting you with his cum. Kisses fell to your shoulder as his weight covered you, deep breaths shared and you didn't want him to move.

Your hands rubbed against his back that slowly started to ease under your hands, this was just as important to him as it was to you to be eased down, and your hands soon brought him into focus, arching up and kissing your forehead tenderly while easing out. You looked so content laying there, looking up at him that he couldn't help but pause and admire the moment, you soon broke the silence, weaving your hands together with his and letting your hands fall on either side of your head. “Love you.”

Smiling as he dropped kisses back to swollen lips and muttering against them. “Love you too.” and your bodies, urged you to continue, more orgasms and shared love to be had till in exhaustion, you two collapsed, the sweet breeze licking across your heated bodies while drifting off to sleep. Early morning, Chris got up early to shower, here he rose before the sun. Prepping coffee and a fruit salad in the fridge, he had it all set up on the table out on the deck, and when you started to stir, shorts and a tank top tugged on, you walked out to find him with bare feet up on the railing, coffee in hand, watching the sun come up on the ocean horizon, the landscape dotted with seagulls diving near the water looking for anything worthwhile. “Morning Handsome.”

Your hands drift through his hair, you really enjoyed it, and hoped he planned on keeping it for a while. His arm looped around your hip and tugged you into his lap, offering you his coffee, which you took a swallow gratefully before setting it down beside the bowl of fruit. Plucking a couple chunks of mango from it, you popped one in your mouth, and offered him one, which when he opened his mouth, you slipped it in. The fruit was sweet and smooth, juicy as you chewed, you selected another piece and nibbled on it while Chris rubbed your waist, letting his chin rub against your shoulder. “Mmhh, how are you this morning?”

Already your skin was taking on the sunkissed look that he appreciated, your face bright and exuberant as you smiled at him and offered him more fruit, you two sharing in the manner while you assured him that any soreness was fine and you wouldn't change anything about it. Chris seemed to go quiet a bit, and he tipped your chin to look at him. “Really, everything is just perfect?” Your own eyes widened and nod. “Absolutely handsome, there's no place I would rather be then with you. A look crossed his face. One of excitement and happiness. A grin breaking out as he had one arm latched around your hip, lifting his side enough to reach in his pocket. “I'm so relieved to hear you say that, cause it feels perfect too.”

Your brows come together and when he pulls his hand out, latched in between his fingers is a ring, a silver band with a diamonds. You're holding your breath, this was so unexpected that your speechless staring at it, then at him. “Will you baby, marry me? I've had this just waiting for the right moment to ask. I love you so fucking much and I always want you to be my girl, the one I fly to set, and the one I come home to.” His blue eyes are shining with love and a bit of nerves, not that you would say no, but more that he had made this just perfect for you.

“Christopher of course I will!” tears spring from your eyes in your joy and you grasp his face, kissing him deeply, sure to pour in that entire answer. So nowhere would he doubt that you were his, have been since you two first started dating. He found your left hand on his face, and finishing the kiss, the slipped the ring on your hand, sure that it was set just right. You held your hand up against the light baby blue sky and for you, that diamond was brighter than the sun. A symbol of your love.

Afterward, you walked him to set, hand in hand. Chris is extra playful today, pulling you in his hold, whispering how sexy you were and how tempting you were. Maybe tonight you guys would get frisky on the beach. You firmly reminded him of sand getting in all the worst places. “I don't care, we can shower later.” He reminds you, making you smack his chest to hush him, hiding your face against his shoulder before facing the camera crew, they waved the two of you over. “Hey Chris, you must be Y/N? He's done nothing more than talk about you.”

“Only good I hope.” You counter and they laugh with a nod.

“Hey guys be nice to my Ex-Girlfriend.” Chris huffs, brushing a hand through his hair, and the crew goes silent for five seconds in confusion, you nudge him with your shoulder. “Chris you pain.” He grinning and holds up your left hand to see your ring. “I'm actually his fiance.”

Looks of relief passed, and after congratulations were given, Chris laughing and you accepting the compliments on the ring, you two went towards the tent he needed to go to get ready for shooting, playing with your ring. “Hey don't do that to Scott Handsome, he will never forgive you.” He shook his head, and dug out his phone, flipping open the texts. “You kidding me? The whole family has been asking me constantly if I asked yet.”

Taking the phone, you scrolled through the messages, snorting. “How long have you been waiting to ask Chris.”

“Oh trust me, long enough. I've always known you were the one Y/N.”

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WAit alpha!steve’s birthday would be so cute. Like I feel like they wouldn’t care much about Independence Day but like just the packs like birthday rituals but really done up because it’s the alpha and him just being like “guys stop it’s not a big deal” and everyone just loving on him and being a big family and then watching the human fireworks

A/N- That be Alpha Steves “What are you guys doing? stop!” 

Steve groaned in the early morning that was just starting to filter through the window, his hands shoved under the sheet pooled around his hips, once in a while, an unrestrained thrust would bury him into your sweet heat, your lips so soft where they flowed up and down his shaft.

“Just like that Little One, so good... so fucking good.” he would groan out just short of a growl, and your cheeks would hollow once more, rushes of air coming from your nose until your sunk your mouth back over him, ending where your nose pressed into the short curls, your eyes rolling up to a close before pulling off. Steve soon took over, thrusting into your mouth and down your throat till coming to a shuddering stop, gasping as he felt you swallow, doing your best to take him.

Fuck the Alpha let his pleasure rush over him, holding himself deep in your throat till you grasped his thighs lightly, and he released his hold, letting you pull away. You cleaned him and flipped the sheet up to look at him with a grin, using the sheet to wipe the drool off your chin. “Happy Birthday Alpha.” You shift back up Steve’s body, giving soft bites to his pecs before tucking yourself back into his side, your arm wrapped over his chest as you nuzzled his neck.

“That was quite a wake-up.” He tilted his head and looked down at you, not surprised to see your proud smirk and soft giggles as you lift your self up closer to him, and giving a slow teasing kiss to whisper against his mouth. “I figured you would like that, gotta properly wake my man up you know, especially on your birthday.”

Steve growled good-natured into the kiss, rolling enough so that you got pinned underneath him. listening to your soft little giggles of surprise and Steve lifted the sheet enough to duck underneath it. “Let me finish up with my birthday present, Little One.” Hands and mouth descended down on you, and he worked you up with his tongue, having you cumming on his face while crying his name. He had a devilish grin when he came out from under the sheet, caging you underneath him and claiming a harsh possessive kiss.

Best Birthday Wakeup he had in ages.

The day went on, most of the crew voted to go up to the lot since it was a nice day, at least half a day, and Steve wasn't going to deny them the time and a half pay if they wanted to work it. So they gathered up their equipment, and the crew headed up. You followed Steve out the door, hoping down most the steps, but pausing on the last one and tugging on the customary flannel shirt Steve wore out of the house, it made you grin how he even dressed the part. Turning back, his brows arched, as he stepped back towards you, his hand settling at your waist. “Yes, Little One?”

You brushed your fingers around his shirt collar and leaned in to kiss him slowly, growling against his lips in a hungry way while you kept your touches against the back of his neck innocent and playful. “Have a good day Alpha, we will finish celebrating your birthday later.”

Blue eyes snapped knowing, and grasped your waist instead, pressing you flush against his body, Licking at your lips. “You can bet your sweet ass we will.” making you giggle and press your forehead against his. From behind Steve, Sam called out. “Hey, if you two are done, we would like to get out of here today?”

Giving you one last kiss, while you put your middle finger up at Sam, he gave a howl of laughter, holding onto his side as Steve snapped a hand on your ass in play and left you teetering back and forth from heel to toe on the porch steps before hoping down, headed the opposite way they were.

“I can't believe Y/N just flipped me off like that.” Sam snorted as they finished loading the truck before climbing up in it, and the loud rumble echoed in the garage, before pulling out.

<Ha cause our Mate takes no shit from anyone.> The Wolf obviously proud of his partner and Steve to was smug when he responded. “You interrupted an important conversation Wilson.”

“Riiight. Nothing to do with it being your birthday and you two are still in some kind of honeymoon stage.”

“As if you and Sara aren't like that still.” Steve countered and Sam grinned, winking.

“Trust me, it only gets better with time.”  

Steve watched out his window, thinking about what Sam had said, letting it sink in. His Wolf nudged against his mind. <Trust what your Beta says.>

I do... I believe it. Y/N is home now.

A soft agreeing growl filtered through Steves mind as they pulled into the lot, and got there morning started.

You hurried to gather the Pack, shallow howls letting everyone know the Alpha was gone. With Sara and Wanda helping explain what you wanted to do, everyone was on board, splitting up to gather what was needed, and bring it down to the large lakeshore beach that you and Steve had your first solo run together. It had turned into one of your favorite spots, and today, for the later afternoon and early evening, it was going to be set up just to celebrate there Alpha, the whole pack.

You were waiting up by the gates later when the trucks started coming down from the logging road, Steve came to a stop, and you hoped up, hanging off the door, your forearms crisscrossing on the edge of the window as you poked your head in. “You guys all famished?”

“Starving Little One, why?”

“Come down to the beach once y'all get cleaned up and you will see.” You winked at the men, and hopped back down, before Steve could call you back, you waved your hands at them and disappeared into the woods, heading back towards the lake.

“Do you know what that was about?” Steve questioned Sam, who just shrugged. “well Man the only way to find out is go on down.” Continuing on the road, Steve passed along your invitation to the others, and going down, Steve soon saw what the pack had been up to, and his cheeks went flush, and everyone cheered, and started singing Happy Birthday. Sam grinned right along, slapping his back and laughing at the Alphas reaction. “She has been planning this with the girls all week. How you didn't have any idea is beyond me.”

<I can’t believe she fooled us!> His Wolf barked out, laughing at the surprise and Steves initial shock that his Mate had thought to do this for him.

Steve sputtered, shaking his head as he willed himself to calm down. “ I-I had no idea she was doing this.” You were coming up to him, and ducked into his side, the excited grin plastered on your face. “Welcome to your birthday party.” Steve shook his head and gave you a playful glare, snorting at you.

“I was just told you had taken all week to set this up.”

“Sam!” You growl at Sam

“Steve!” He huffed out, turning it around and started sniffing the air. “Hey them burgers I smell? I uh... Better go find Sara, make sure she gets herself one.” He strode away, leaving you and Steve laughing. The rest of the time, he went down to the picnic tables, all of you grabbing food, laughing, and talking, sharing off one another's plates. A couple of the packs kids enticed a game of chase on the beach. Steve and Clint being the “big bad wolves" that chased after the kids.

You had a cold Mikes Hard Lemonade, watching Steve chase after a little girl and sweep her up just before she raced into the water, swinging her through the air, and into his arms, the girl clinging around his neck as she wrinkled her nose at him, and bared her teeth, pretending to be tough. Steve proceeded to tickle her belly, having her squealing as he swings her down, only to be tackled once more from behind by other kids. Clint tossing them one by one (gently) into the water, piling them off Steve. From further up the beach the White Wolf bounded into the water, splashing around, and the kids abandoned the alpha, running to chase after Bucky.

Steve came over and collapsed on the grassy part next to you, holding out his hand for your bottle, and taking a swing as he handed it back to you. “Well look who showed up to the party.” Steve motioned towards Bucky who was then swimming his hardest into the reeds to hide away from the kids.

“Kids already wear you out Alpha?” you teased and he growled, rolling till you were pinned under him partially, biting playfully at your shoulder. “Never, just wait till it's our kids joining the pack and playing take down the Big Bad Wolf.”

“Your hardly the big bad wolf, more like a sweet puppy.” you giggled as he tickled along your side and you pushed against his chest, looking up at him. “That's not till later, then you can be the Big Bad Wolf, m’kay?” You smirked at him, and with a groan from him and his wolf, he fell back, letting you sit up and reach down to take his hands. “Come on Alpha, it's your birthday.” It was just starting to really get the tinged of twilight all along the lake edge. Someone had started some music playing and turned on some lights hanging from the trees that put the beach in a soft glow.

“You know Little One I don't know how to dance,” Steve said softly as you place his hands at your hips and you settled your hands on his shoulders. Nearby other couples paired off in similar ways.

“Don't worry, I will teach you. Right here and now.” You smile up at him, letting your eyes shimmer slightly yellow in the dark, your Little Wolf with him as much as you were. The two of you swayed softly, your bare feet, rolling the beach pebbles enough so that it was a sloppy dance, ending with you holding onto him around his neck and pressed against his chest, his hands tightening slightly around your waist. The Alpha rumbled lightly, scenting your neck before putting a wet kiss, a press of his tongue against the curve, leaving his scent on you. You hid a smile in his shoulder feeling him.

“Mmhh, I like this.” anytime your body pressed against his, he felt like he couldn't ever let you go, the Wolf would be at ease in his mind having his mate close. You're just turning with the flow of the music when Steve lifts his nose in the air, inhaling deeply. “Ahhh, and now my surprise is about to start.”

“What?” You are inhaling deeply, trying to figure out what he was talking about. The damp lake air smelled as usual of the deep fresh springs feeding it, and the freshwater reed's that lined the edge, but there was a faint burnt smell drifting towards you and a whizz exploded in the air, bursting on the far side of the lake. Above you were a multitude of colors dancing across your eyes and Steve admired the look of amazement on your face, pulling you back up to the grassy area, he lowered into a sit, you to ease back in between his spread legs, and leaned against his chest, watching the display light up the night sky for the fourth of July. The lake below reflecting the glow. “I haven't seen these since I was just a kid.”

Tipping your face, you looked up at him. “Did you arrange this?”

Steve kissed your temple and pulled you in closer against him, his hands resting on your hips, thumbs feathering against your side, his legs caging you into his safety.

“The town does them and asked if they could send them over the lake this year. I opened up the South logging road for them.” Across the lake, you could see shimmering of lights, but it was too far away to see anyone standing in the darkness.

“That was really sweet of you Alpha.” you nipped his jawline, whispering to him. “Happy Birthday.”

Steve let his chin rest on the top of your head, watching the show above them, thinking back on how lucky he was to have you, right here, in his arms tonight and for the rest of his nights.

Like Sam had said, It only gets better with time.

He and his wolf believed that now.

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You know what’s the best thing Chris/Ransom/Steve/Curtis being like “come cuddle me baby girl” and then you like shuffle over and instead of laying down like a normal human you flop down hard onto his chest knocking the air out of him and smirking at his breathy grunt and his desperate gasp of air period.

A/N- That would be fun, of course any of them would work on making you all breathless too. Haha. 

Ransom laid up against the pillows that were slightly raised against the headboard of your bed, flicking through late-night channels, the sheet was loosely pooled against his bare waist, his chest left uncovered. Fuck wearing pajamas, he hated the confining feeling in the night. But you with your silken nighty, well that he loved the way it slid against his chest, just about anything you did he loved, although he wouldn't admit that he needed it. Not now, maybe not ever. 

Another click stopped on some game, narrowing his eyes on the score, he cursed under his breath, and your gaze in the mirror, where you were brushing out the long lengths of your hair, lifted to look at him sprawled in the massive bed. “Handsome? what's wrong?” 

“Nothing nothing. My team sucks, you know that? And of course, I put a bet on them.” He muttered darkly, and you rolled your eyes, going back to what you were doing. Whatever the bet wouldn't hurt him to much. It never did. Money, well that had no real meaning to Ransom. He was more upset that he actually might just loose. Vain one your boyfriend was. 

“Next game Ransom, then you can get your money back.” 

“Yeah maybe.” His eyes went back to you, as your head tilted a bit for the brush, sweeping it underneath, and his thoughts went from having to listen to the stats of the game to how fucking lucky he was to have you. So lucky in fact you were willing to face his toxic family tomorrow for dinner. You had even let him buy you a new dress for the occasion. He was dreading it, all week, and you... well hell, you were telling him it was going to be okay. Even promised to let him fuck his frustrations out afterward. 

Again, how did he get so lucky? 

“Babygirl, finish up and get your ass over here, come cuddle me.” He grumbled in his rather arrogant way, and you looked over your shoulder, sticking your tongue out at him. “I will come when I'm damn ready.” 

Of course, you didn't make him wait long, braiding your hair and tying it off. Seeing you come over, Ransom picked up the remote and turned it off, his sharp blues following your every move as you moved to the end of the bed on your knees, and landed forward on your palms, shifting up closer to your spot. 

“Your such a mouthy thing.” Ransom teased, lifting his arm for you to come and cuddle in, but you instead flopped on his chest, smirking at him as he grunted in surprise and a gasp of air escaped, making him wrap an arm around your hip. “What the fuck Baby?” 

You snicker as you run your hand over his chest and up over his shoulder, sliding yourself up to nibble on his fuller bottom lip. “Just getting comfortable Handsome.” 

“Your lucky I love you Y/N.” He teased once more, grasping your chin in a thumb and forefinger hold, sliding his tongue over your lips and to fill your mouth, stroking your teeth and sliding over your tongue to draw out that needy fucking moan of yours, that let him know he had you getting all bothered for him. 

Pulling back, you nudge his nose with yours, grinning. “Is that what we're calling this these days?” 

“I guess so Y/N.” He retorted, reaching over to turn off the light on the nightstand. 

Grinning, you slip in to cuddle against his chest, humming. “I love you to Ransom. And I really do mean that.” 

“I know you do Princess.” 

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How do you convince Steve to be your daddy? Or to be your dom? Asking for science

Your legs were wrapped around his hips and fingers dug into his upper back as he rocked himself into you, caging you close in his arms as his lips laid claim to your jumping pulse. He throbbed in you, it felt so good every thrust he buried deep into you that you were just crying out words.

"Yes, Fuck!"

"Right there Steve"

And then it just spilled out, tumbling from your lips.

"Again Daddy!" When he rutted into you, leaving you cumming all over his cock, dropping back to the pillows where you were panting out the last of your orgasm. He paused and moved to his elbow, a hand grasping your chin to have his eyes searching yours.

"Say it again." Steve demanded and you gave an light grin.

"Daddy?" You said hopefully, and his lips crashed against yours, making you squeal in delight.

"You Daddy's Girl?" He grunted as he rolled his hips, slowly now dragging his cock through your sensitive cunt, sure to angle so he could grind against your clit. Your jaw dropped, and you gave a tense nod while moaning out.

Large hand slid up the back of your thigh, pulling the leg over his expansive shoulder as he thrusted harder into your heat. Your slick passage guiding him into your wanting body.

"Yes, Yes! I can be Daddy's girl." Your eyes are huge, desire and love filling them as he drapped himself closer, pushing your leg back further. Fuck he felt so big when he had you folded.

"That's my good girl." He praised as he unleashed on you again, the room filled with slapping hips against your ass and you crying out "Fuck daddy!"

A/N- he wants to be called Daddy. Just say it. He be like fucking hell yes.