#applied smut

[smutslutsclub]

Run Away

By:Darlin’ 💋

Parring: Natasha x Reader (friends), Bucky x Reader

Warnings: language, heavy mentions of smut, Daddy kink, teasing

Summary: one missing phone, a hot super soldier and mouth overload; what could possibly happen?

Words:

Rated: M

Bucky and you had been dancing around each other for months now. Dates, several heated make-out sessions and even missions filled your lives however there was one thing you desperately needed wanted from him and that was for him to pin you against the wall and screw you senseless.

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Me: I need help. Lots of help.

Nat: Why what’s wrong?

Me: Bucky. Either I need to fuck him or run away. Taking bets right now on which one.

Nat: ......

Me: Run Away. That’s it. Want to come?

Nat: I think you two definitely need to fuck and soon.

Me: Your no help!

Nat: Fine. Then let’s go to Wakanda.

Me: Augh why?

Nat: I have a place there with a view of the lake and goats.

Me: Ugh, since when do you have a place in Wakanda?

Nat: For a long time now.

Me: 🤔

Your door swings open as Natasha enters your room. “Hey y/n have you seen my phone?” Your face immediately pales as you look down at your hands. “What’s wrong with you?” You just shake your head indicating nothing as Nat walks out still looking for her phone.

Me: Ugh..... who what fuck damnit

Nat: Is that a yes?

Me: Oh, shit! Bu..Buc...Bucky?

Nat: Hey Doll be a good girl and come to my room and get Natalia’s phone.

Me: Sorry packing my bag for augh the ugh...to see my sister.

Bucky: You're the only child. Try Wakanda

Me.....

Bucky: Nevermind I’ll bring it to you. See ya in a second.

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You bite your lip and stare at your phone along with your shaking hands. A rapping knock sends you scampering to the door. Several more consist ones remind you to open it, which you do slowly blocking your entrance with your body. Bucky stands there hair loosely down, the right amount of stuff to make you weak in the knees and a cocky glint in his darkening blue eyes.

“Oh, h...hi Bucky I’m tired and was just about to ugh...” you don’t have time to finish as he steps in closes the door behind him and boxes you in next to your wall. Your back hitting with a light thud. You are so shocked you don’t have time to make a coherent sentence.

“Got your message,” he states calmly. Bucky’s eyes flicker from your lips to your eyes and back up. “So according to these texts Baby Girl you’ve been needing something from me.” He moves his right hand to your hip holding you steady while his left moves beside your head. His closeness sends pleasant shivers down your spine. “Do you really want to run away along or rather stay? You gape at him for a moment. He leans in closer and presses his body next to yours. “You know good girls usually tell Daddy what they want.”

“What are you ever going to do to me, Daddy?,” you stammer.

“Hum, after I fuck you up against this wall, then we’re going to Wacanda where I plan on fucking you by the river in my yurt. Interested, Doll?”

You let out a nervous giggle and look up at his darkening blue eyes. “Very.”

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"Rebound" Abraham Woodhull x Reader

Masterlist

An old request

Warnings: applied smut, cheating

Abraham sat alone at the farm, being the only soul around within a mile’s radius. Mary had left, leaving to stay at White Hall with his father and his son. His eyes focused on the fireplace in front of him, watching as the flames danced fiercely. He would give anything to act as carefree as them, yet doing so was the reason for Mary’s departure. She would be divorce number two for sure. It was all his fault.

A sudden knock at the door had disrupted his thoughts. He didn’t bother to question it, opening the door only to peer at you. You stood there in all your beauty, soaked to the bone as he ran poured down.

“[Y/N], what are you doing here?” Abraham widened the crack of the door and stepped aside in order to let you in.

You hurried inside as you shivered. “I came to check on you,” you looked at him, “I heard what happened.”the farmer’s heart swelled. Anna would have never journeyed through the drowning weather in order to check his well being. It was no wonder he had grown to he fond of you, possibly a bit too fond.

“I’ll manage,” he replied. You left it at that, knowing he would pulled through being the strong man he is. “Come.”

You were lead to the warmth of the fireplace, possibly the only thing that might keep you from catching a cold. You spared a glance to the man next to you, seeing that he had already been gazing at you.

“What?” Your eyebrow raised as you questioned him in a soft tone, wanting to see what was so fascinating to him.

Abraham looked away. “Nothing.” He shook his head as the faintest of smiles made it’s way onto his face. You were unconvinced.

“That is not correct,” you teased and smirked. The footsteps echoed throughout the house as you stepped closer to him. You stopped when you were just breaking the distance of a personal barrier.

He didn’t seem to mind, knowing fully that you were making a move in him. Whether you made this move intentionally was beyond him but he wouldn’t take it for granted. “You’re just beautiful,” he said with a smirk.

You just simply rolled your eyes. “Charming,” you replied. Despite the sarcastic reply, a blush tinted your cheeks and the bridge of your nose.

“No one understands me like you. You know that, right,” he questioned as he got even closer to you.

A pushed look made its way onto your face. He was a married man and you had to remember that, no matter how badly you wanted him. The moment his hand found your cheek in a gentle caress, you knew you had to mention it.

“What about Mary,” you whisper into the inch between your lips. He obviously didn’t like that question but he understood your concern.

His eyes flickered from your eyes to your lips, “we’re getting a divorce.” At this, you blinked a few times as you processed it. Would you really get the chance you’ve been waiting for?

Without another word, you pressed a gentle kiss on his lips. He immediately returned the gesture and pulled you closer with his other arm, wrapping it tightly around your waist. The two of you stayed like that for a moment before you pulled away.

“You have no clue how long I’ve been waiting to do that,” you whispered as you set your forehead on his. Of course you had shame in doing so because he wasn’t divorced yet, but your wants overruled it.

Abraham chuckled, “I could say the same.” silence started to settle in the warm air for a moment, all the guilt washing away. The two of you were in perfect harmony. His hands trailed down to the buttons on your dress. “Let’s get you out of those wet clothes."