hello!!! can you rec Shrunkyclunks but with bottom steve? thank you and ily!! 🥹
Hiiiiii ily toooo!! 🥹💞 Oohh, great question! Strangely enough I can't actually remember any Shrunkyclunks fics with bottom!Steve off the top of my head, but I did an AO3 search and I came across a bunch that definitely sounded familiar, and that I'm pretty sure I've read and enjoyed! I will definitely be rereading them again at some point to make sure, though 😉 Hope you enjoy these, in any case!
This Charming Man (when the charm hits the fan) by chicklette
you want it, you got it by doctorenterprise
be cruel to me ('cause i'm a fool for you) & (it was you) all the way down by liloau
Lessons in Normality by relenafanel
Stupid (OK)Cupid, Stop Picking On Me by velvetjinx
Strangers Who Fit Together More Like Soul Mates by @fandomfluffandfuck (and S has a more Shrunky bottom!Steve goodies for you too!)
it's been a long lonely december by @burnin-brighter
we don't stop but the time do (lovers in another life let me remind you) by inevitablemeow
And then some that I'm pretty sure I haven't read yet, but which I just came across when I did an AO3 search and which I am definitely putting on my TBR list:
sometimes you only get one chance by endofadream
As You Seep On In And Keep Me Down by thiccbuckybarnes
We have not touched the stars by sangha
Size Matters by @metalbvcky
It's a Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood by deepspaceprincess, esaael
Captain America and the Silver Fox by @lilyinthesnow
By that last author, I've also got a WIP for you that I haven't read yet, but which looks very promising:
For Every Kiss You Give Me, I'll Give You Three by @lilyinthesnow
If anyone has any other recs for nonnie (and me), please feel free to add!! 💓
Summary: Bucky Barnes was skyrocketing through promotions at his advertising firm. Now, a partnership position is opening and if Bucky wants to see his name on the building, he needs to impress not only Mr. Tony Stark, but his wife Pepper. To do this, it takes a team, a couple to be exact. Bucky asks his ex-wife Natasha to set him up with the perfect girl, blonde, tall, thick thighs and huge tits, but with the personality that’ll get Pepper all smiles.
What Bucky gets? Tall, blonde, thick thighs…and a penis. Can this male escort pretend to not only be Bucky’s fiance but also impress Pepper enough to win Bucky the promotion? Is he going to impress Bucky enough to get him to sleep with him?
Steve loves working for his tip.
Ceasefire (ao3) - ipoiledi
steve/bucky
E, 4k
Summary: It's too hot out to be alive, is what it is.
Conviction (ao3) - ipoiledi
E, 3k
Summary: “Why d’you want it?”Steve swallows and his eyes search Bucky’s face, dark now.
“I just,” he says, but his voice comes out hoarse, and so he tries it again. “I just do, Buck, I want — I want you to know that I trust you. I want to give you that.”
Got Me Going Crazy (ao3) - orphan_account
steve/bucky
E, 3k
Summary: Basically, the one in which Steve is an oblivious sweetheart and Bucky doesn't know how to deal with that.
Have you no idea that you're in deep? (ao3) - theladyingrey42
E, 3k
Summary: Bucky wanted Steve to understand. The future could feel fucking awesome.
At least when it was vibrating in your ass.
Higher Ground (ao3) - EmilianaDarling
E, 13k
Summary: A year and a half after the events of The Winter Soldier, Steve's been acting recklessly. Bucky deals with it as best he can.
I'll Be Seeing You (ao3) - OhCaptainMyCaptain
steve/bucky
E, 10k
Summary: “C’mon Steve,” Bucky coos jokingly. “Try n’ get me to come home with you.”
Legs As White as Sugar, Candy on the Window Sill (ao3) - OhCaptainMyCaptain
steve/bucky
E, 15k
Summary: Steve's a fucking little tease. The worse part is he knows it.
‘Cause Steve’s still got those fucking black-rimmed glasses on, but the beanie’s gone and his hair is perfectly styled like one of those rich kids whose parents could afford to send them to prep school. Bucky’s zipper scrapes against his sudden and uncontrollable erection when Steve walks onto the stage wearing a motherfucking schoolboy uniform – white button-up tee shirt and tie and fucking crest and everything.
No 'I' in Team (ao3) - thepinupchemist
E, 5k
Summary: When Bucky moves into Avengers Tower, he notices something off about Steve. Steve isn't doing so hot -- and he's pissed that Steve's new friends haven't noticed. He gives them a piece of his mind. Loudly.
AKA, Steve has PTSD and the Avengers fail to pick up on it. This makes assassin boyfriend unhappy.
No One Wants Your Opinion (ao3) - thepinupchemist
E, 5k
Summary: Wherein Bucky loves to cuddle Steve Rogers, Steve comes out on national television for the sole purpose of spiting conservative politicians, Tony sees things he wishes he hadn't, and Pepper doesn't know why she even bothers.
Not Another Supersoldier Fantasy (ao3) - triedunture
steve/bucky
E, 16k
Summary: Bucky finds a popular sex toy modeled on Captain America's own anatomy. Well, isn't this just perfect? Because even after all this time, he still hasn’t seen Steve’s supersoldier cock. But apparently in this day and age anyone with $29.95 can get a decent replica. The unfairness of this is of galactic proportions.
One Caress (ao3) - fuck_me_barnes
steve/bucky
E, 26k
Summary: In which Steve learns how to become comfortable with touch, and there is one very good dog, and a slow-burn romance.
Orgasmus (ao3) - OhCaptainMyCaptain
E, 13k
Summary: It had always felt like his life was nothing but decision-making; what with work, taking out the dames, making ends meet all the time at home - Bucky was always expected to have the answers. That’s how society told him he needed to be. When he was at home, though, things were different. The second his shoes came off and that front door was closed, the only thing Bucky had always wanted was for someone to take care of him.
Not ‘someone’, not really. Steve. Bucky wanted Steve to take care of him.
P.S I Love You (ao3) - L1av, The_Nerd_Alert
E, 158k
Summary: Steve Rogers was too asthmatic, too small and too unfit for the military. When his university was advertising for the Mail-A-Militant penpal program, he thought he'd give it a shot. Support someone out there fighting for their country with no family. What he didn't expect was for a man like Bucky Barnes to write back and flirt with him. He didn't expect Bucky to be gorgeous and he didn't expect to fall in love with the man he'd been corresponding with for a year. Now Steve faces his biggest fear and challenge yet; Bucky is coming home and worst of all... Steve gave him a picture of his best friend, Peter Quill instead of his own to stave off the rejection.
What happens next is the last thing Steve ever thought could happen...
rediscovery (ao3) - ignisgayentia
steve/bucky
E, 3k
Summary: It's Steve Rogers' birthday, and he only wants one thing; Bucky relearns what he likes to be called in the bedroom. Ahem. Daddy. Shameless smut.
S is for Steve Rogers is a Little Shit (ao3) - OhCaptainMyCaptain
E, 23k
Summary: Or: Five times that Steve Rogers was a dirty cocktease and the one time Bucky got the best payback possible.
1: Pre-serum Steve seduces Bucky for the first time
2: Steve tests Bucky's restraints while on a mission
3: Nothing good ever happens when they're sitting in a meeting, Bucky has a vibrator up his ass, and Steve's holding the remote
4: 'But you're keeping the outfit, right?'
5: Dirty dancing and lollipops
+1: Steve goes to confession
Sweetener (ao3) - goldheartedsky
E, 5k
Summary: Bucky comes home drunk after striking out on a date.
Steve ends up being the next best thing.
That Ass Though (ao3) - nothingamonth
E, 3k
Summary: Bucky has been living in the twentieth-first century for a few months alongside the other former Avengers. He didn't think he could be surprised by anything anymore, at least until he walked in on his best guy and an Asgardian god wrapped around each other like a pair of snakes, he realized how wrong he was.
Or, in which Bucky is jealous of Steve's jeans.
Unsuitable Breeding Stock (ao3) - sarahyellow
E, 30k
Summary: “You fucking son of a bitch!” Steve is spitting out, furious. His face is going red, poor thing, and Bucky feels a twinge of guilt for having smiled. He knows he shouldn’t be encouraging it.
“Calm down, sweetheart,” he says. “It’s gonna be okay.”
Bucky brings his omega home.
Watch Your Mouth (ao3) - Enalena
E, 5k
Summary: Bucky finds out about the whole 'language' thing and after expressing his confusion to Steve, he goes about proving to himself that Steve's use of bad language is just as awful as anyone else's. If not worse.
Or "That time Bucky fucked Steve so hard, everyone's perfect image of Captain America was crushed".
Billy's finished his shift, as luck would have it- Steve Harrington is at the tiki bar.
Billy's cut-off jeans and sweaty t-shirt might not exactly be course approved, but he shows up to work on time and doesn't fuck up the greens so the super lets him get away with it. He smirks as a couple rich ladies look his way and flush under their fake tans. He doesn't give a shit that they're looking at him though, his hair pulled back from his face by an old ass baseball cap.
He does flick his sunglasses down and flips his toothpick around because it makes them look away. They titter amongst themselves, while he tracks sod and sand through the pool area. The lifeguard is gonna give him shit tomorrow, but he still doesn't give a shit.
On the other side of the pool, sitting at the outdoor bar there's someone he's after. His shift is long over and Billy could head home, but that would involve passing this opportunity up.
There's a couple of players here, some of the first to tee off before Billy had even finished the back nine. He gets it, warm day in May, better to take the day off from the office and crack out a round.
He licks the sweat from his upper lip and pulls a rag out of his back pocket, dragging it across his face. It probably only dirties him more, judging by the looks a couple more rich ladies give him. They're probably homemakers, here for the pool and the tennis courts. They probably only pick up a set of clubs when their husbands need a foursome.
He tucks the rag away and skirts around the edge of the pool. It would be nice to take a dip, but he's a man on a mission. So he nods to the kid working the snack stand and heads over the bank to the lower tiki bar.
There's some vague island mix playing, more than a few businessmen who decided to have a long weekend lingering around it. Tables off to the side, overlooking the eighth hole.
And there he is- bored probably. Baby blue polo, khaki shorts, golf cleats changed out for loafers. His hair is a mess, probably run through a hundred times to kill the hat hair look. He has a cocktail in a plastic cup beside him, ice half melted and almost completely drunk.
Billy's not a fool, he didn't come here just for him, but damn he looks good bored like this. There's some old guy talking to him, probably someone from work. Steve's dad pays their membership and Steve likes to play whenever he has the chance to. Billy knows he's been here since early in the morning, before Billy had even finished the back nine because the pro shop told him.
No one here knows why Billy gives a shit that Steve is here, just that he does. So they always tell him. And Billy makes sure to get as good and fucking dirty as he possibly can.
"Harrington, heard you fucked up my second hole," he says, turning the heads of the businessmen. They're probably rich enough to buy Billy, but this is his turf. He's seeded it, treated it, evened it with precision. And Steve is the boss's son. So they turn away.
Steve shakes his head and picks up his cocktail as he gets up from his seat. "You didn't cut it straight."
"Not a chance, I spent hours perfecting that one," Billy replies, dangerous. He knows Steve put the divot back, but it's an in.
"How much do I owe you for seed then?" Steve replies, raising his brows. He pulls his nice leather wallet out and flicks it open.
Billy shakes his head and holds his hand up. "A drink'll do. No employee discount."
Steve snorts but he waves goodbye to his posse. They all nod back like they give a shit that he's leaving and tosses his cup into the nearest trashcan. He tucks his hands in his pockets as they head back up towards the pool.
"Nah, it was good today. I was only five short."
Billy looks surprised when he glances at Steve. "Really? Damn, you're getting good, Harrington!"
"Helps that I come here so damn often," Steve chuckles. He shakes his head and opens the gate that leads back to the hotel, holding it open for Billy. "You been here all day?"
"Course I have, grass doesn't mow itself," Billy scoffs.
Steve chuckles and looks over his shoulder to make sure no one is watching them when he turns to Billy. "You look like you've been. What did you do? Roll around in the sand trap?"
Billy shoves him and grabs for his wallet so he can pull out Steve's room card. "You're a fucking asshole. You're the one who likes this."
"And yet you keep doing it!" Steve laughs. He opens the door to the hotel and heads straight for the winding staircase. He has a permanent room here as part of the membership fee his dad pays. It always comes in handy, even though none of this is a secret anymore.
Steve grins at him when he slides the card against the handle, Billy takes the opportunity to crowd him up against the door. They're laughing as they stumble in together, cheeks flushed with delight.
"Mm, didn't think I'd get to see you today," Steve croons when he backs up, sliding his arms around Billy's shoulders. The door shuts behind them and all that's left is the whirr of the A/C.
"Nah, can't leave you high and dry after that good of a game," Billy replies. He slides his hands low, grabbing Steve's ass as he leans in to kiss him.
Steve tastes like whiskey when he slides his tongue into Billy's mouth, the expensive kind. He moans softly as Billy pushes him back towards the bed. It's fresh, far too clean for Billy to get into. He'll have to thank Gloria extra in the morning.
Steve falls back and pops the button on his shorts so they can be slid down past his ass. He huffs a laugh as Billy's t-shirt follows them and slides his hands up Billy's stomach and chest.
"Look at this man," Steve laughs, tugging on Billy's chest hair.
Billy dives his hands under Steve's shirt too to tug on his chest hair, laughing. "You're one to talk!"
It's easy, it's fun. It's so much different from how it used to be and Billy can't believe they found it on a golf course of all fucking places.
Billy works to get them both nude and reaches over for the bedside table where Steve has already set out lube and condoms. He stops to kiss Steve again on his way back, sliding his hands all over his body.
Steve hums into the kiss, smiling, giddy. They do this semi-frequently and go on real dates too, but sometimes it's just like the first time.
Billy does get off the bed after a moment to wash his hands, no matter how dirty Steve likes him, he's not giving him a fucking infection from shit like that.
"Billy!" Steve calls and Billy can hear the crack of the lube bottle from the bathroom.
"I'm cleaning up for you, princess! Giving you a nice man you can take home to Mom!"
"Don't make me think of my mom when I'm fingering myself, asshole!"
Billy laughs and dries his hands off. He wiggles his fingers when he walks back out, grinning at Steve. "Seems like you're still doing just fine to me."
Steve rolls his eyes, though they end up fluttering when he hits himself just right. He's three fingers deep, doing it just because he can and Billy loves to watch.
He busies himself with lubing up and rolling the condom on. He's heated, warm from the day and made warmer by watching Steve. He shivers a little and leans down to kiss Steve while he sees how far he can push himself.
"My turn," Billy breathes, steadying his hand so he can pull it out of Steve. He brushes their noses together and sighs softly.
Billy pins Steve's wrist above his head and uses his other hand to help him get into a good position. Face to face, but it's fine because Billy can kiss him this way.
"So fucking hot, even in your dumb little shorts," he murmurs. He lines himself up, lets Steve take his dick to guide him in.
"It's your fucking course's oh fuck rules!" Steve protests while Billy pushes himself in. He loves to watch Steve's mouth open and close a couple of times while he tries to center himself.
"No more work talk," Billy says and his voice is only a little strangled. Mostly. He bottoms out and leans over Steve to kiss him silly again.
Steve lifts his leg so he can hold Billy in place and stares back at him when they break apart. Then it's the push and pull. Billy moves at a somewhat slow pace, but hard like Steve likes it.
Steve does his best to move with him, though it can get a little awkward. He licks his lips and opens his mouth, panting out moans with each thrust.
"So fucking good," Billy praises, his hair hanging down around his cheeks.
"Yeah- right there," Steve begs. He arches his throat back and it's Billy's cue to lean in, to nip at the skin above his Adam's apple. He likes to leave it a little red, a little sore so Steve will fidget about it later and whine. Billy loves to listen to him whine.
Steve's other hand wiggles between their stomachs and he starts to stroke himself too. He almost always takes a little longer than Billy, which Billy absolutely does not mind.
"Shit," Billy breathes. His pace picks up a little while he chases that feeling. His balls keep slapping Steve's ass, but he swears they're tightening up against him. His eyes flutter shut and he moans, bending over Steve some more.
"That's it," Steve coaxes, voice wrecked. "Come on, give it to me."
Billy huffs through his lips, tightens his hold on Steve's wrist. He gets a little frantic, a little sloppy and then-
"Oh fuck, Steve," he grunts, fucking his hips hard as he cums. Right up to the point it becomes too much.
Steve laughs when Billy pulls out, half delirious as his hips come off the bed. His hand moves faster and Billy watches as he squirms until he cums too. He makes a mess across his chest and hand, but he smiles lazily when he catches Billy's eyes.
"Good?" Steve asks, reaching for a tissue to wipe his hand off.
Billy nods lazily, eyes slipping closed for a moment. It's been a long fucking day.
"Good." Steve rolls onto his side and leans up to kiss Billy's jaw. He needs a shave and something for dinner soon.
"I wanna take a shower and then we can order room service?"
"Can I have the fluffy towel?" Billy asks, yawning around the words.
Steve laughs as he sits up and pats Billy's chest. "Anything for you, tiger."
Billy listens to the bathtub start to run and forces himself to sit up. He hums as he makes his way to the bathroom, slapping Steve's skinny white ass when he passes him. He holds up the condom and drops it into the trashcan.
"Oh and by the way-?" Billy begins.
"Hm?" Steve asks, bent over to make sure the water is nice and warm for them.
"Seed's free of charge."
"Billy!" Steve whines, but he's laughing when he kisses Billy again.
CW: blowjob, anal, spit as lube (don't be dumb, use real lube), idk basically porn without plot
Word count: 1.6k
A/N: HI I'm brand new to writing smut and have never written Steddie so please be nice. Also credit to @pitifulbaby_ on insta for the photo, she's amazing and this photo along with the song inspired some uh...unholy thoughts...
Anyway smut under the cut.
Steve grasped the wheel tightly in his hand, knuckles turning white as his foot pushed down on the accelerator. He didn’t have a plan when he got into the car, he just knew that he had to be away from the house, away from her. Before he even realized, he was pulling into Eddie’s Auto Body and Paint. He let out a heavy sigh as he got out of the car and slammed the door, storming into the garage.
“Shop’s closed,” he heard from underneath one of the vehicles.
“Yeah I know. I was hoping you’d make an exception,” he said, his voice thick with frustration.
Eddie slid out from beneath the car, sitting up on the creeper as he wiped his brow with his forearm.
“Harrington,” he said as a slow smirk spread across his face. “What’s wrong, another spat with the missus?” He rose to his feet, wiping his hands on his coveralls.
Steve glared at him, devastatingly gorgeous with his hair tied back into a loose bun, a few escaped tendrils framing either side of his face. His coveralls were tied around his waist and the white tank underneath accentuated his arms as he crossed them in front of his chest.
“Yeah, actually. Not that it’s any of your business” he said. The frustration in his voice was already starting to melt, Eddie’s presence had that affect on him. He stood there staring at the ground, absentmindedly picking at a loose thread on his sleeve.
Eddie crossed the garage and was in front of him in a few long strides. He reached out a grease stained finger, hooking it under Steve’s chin as he brought his face up to look him in the eye.
“You know I’ll always make an exception for you, Stevie.” With that he brought his mouth down to meet Steve’s, lips crashing together as he ran his tongue over his mouth, asking for entrance. Steve obliged, hands running up Eddie’s arms and gripping his biceps as the kiss deepened. Eddie’s hands were at his waist as he walked the other man backwards until he was backed up against one of the cars in the shop.
Eddie broke the kiss and moved his lips down Steve’s jawline, sucking bruises into his neck, grasping a handful of his hair to pull his head back, exposing more of his throat. The taller man let out a whimper as his hips started to move against Eddie’s.
“Needy, are we?” he asked, smiling against the skin at the base of Steve’s throat.
“Shut up, Munson. You know why I’m here,” he huffed. The fact that he was already breathless took the bite out of his words.
“I know exactly why you’re here,” he said with a cheeky grin as he grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it off over his head, tossing it to the side. “You’re here because you want me to do unholy things to you, don’t you?” he asked, big brown eyes staring up at the other man through his long, dark eyelashes.
“Please,” Steve whispered.
“On your knees.”
It was a command spoken with such authority that he didn’t think twice before dropping to his knees, sliding Eddie’s coveralls down his hips, hands fumbling with the fly on the jeans he wore underneath. Palming at the growing bulge straining against Eddie’s boxers, he looked up and they locked eyes.
“You know what to do.”
With that Steve freed his cock from his boxers, the full length bobbing in front of his face. He wasted no time, licking a broad stripe up the thick vein running up the underside of his shaft and taking the head into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around the head, flicking the sensitive spot underneath before bottoming out, nose pressed into the dark patch of curls at the base of his cock. He couldn’t help but moan at the taste of him, the vibrations sending a shock straight up Eddie’s spine.
“Good boy, just like that,” Eddie hissed as he snaked his hand through the other man’s hair at the back of his head. He used the leverage to start fucking into Steve’s mouth, feeling him gag slightly with each thrust. “Juuuust like that,” he encouraged as he felt his throat relax around him. He picked up the pace until he was fucking Steve’s mouth relentlessly, spit pooling at the corners of his mouth. “So good for me,” he said breathlessly as he pulled Steve’s head off his dick, hooking a hand underneath his shoulder to pull him back to his feet.
Eddie pulled him in for another searing kiss, tasting himself on Steve’s tongue. “You want me, big boy? Want me to ruin you?”
“Yes, need it, need you Eds,” he whined as he rutted his hips against his thigh, desperate for any kind of friction.
He took pity on him, easing his zipper down and pushing his jeans down around his thighs along with his boxers. He wrapped his hand around his thickness and Steve let out a desperate moan as Eddie’s thumb swiped across his slit, gathering the precum that had already begun leaking out and using it to pump his shaft a few times.
“Turn around,” Eddie breathed, pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth before spinning him around and pushing him down so his chest was against the hood of the car, caging him in with an arm on either side of his, kissing his way down his spine. “Know what you need. Gonna make you feel so good baby,” he murmured softly between kisses. He raised a hand to Steve’s mouth. “Spit.” He did as he was told and Eddie lowered his spit covered fingers down to his hole, spreading the wetness as he rimmed his tight ring. He gently pushed one broad finger into Steve’s entrance, soothing his other hand up and down his back as he let him adjust to the intrusion. As he heard Steve’s breath even out, he began to slowly pump in and out.
“Fuck, Eddie. So good,” he panted. “More, please.” He gasped as Eddie obliged, adding another finger, brushing up against his prostate with each thrust. He was falling apart against the hood of the car, head hanging as he began to push his hips back into Eddie.
“You ready baby?” Eddie asked and as he nodded, Eddie withdrew his fingers. Steve whimpered but before he could fully process the loss of contact, Eddie was pressing his broad head against his entrance. He swiped it up and down a few times, his own precum mixing with Steve’s spit. He slowly pressed in, breath catching in his throat as Steve’s hole opened up, allowing him in. He gave the other man time to adjust to his size, gradually pushing in inch by inch until he bottomed out, hips flush with Steve’s ass. “You good?” he asked.
“Yes, ‘m good Eds. Move, please,” he pleaded.
With that, Eddie withdrew almost all of the way and then snapped his hips back into him.
“FUCK yes, just like that oh my god,” Steve panted.
“Yeah? ’S that what my baby needed?” Eddie’s voice was rough and gravelly as he thrust into him, his hips setting a relentless pace.”
“Yesss,” Steve hissed. “Needed you so bad, always need you.” He was falling apart around Eddie’s dick, struggling to get the words out between breathy moans.
“I know. That bitch wife of yours just doesn’t know what she’s doing, does she? Doesn’t know how to take care of you, hmm?”
“No, not like y-“ but he was cut off by his own moan as Eddie’s hand reached around his hips and fisted his dick. “Oh fuck,” he whined as Eddie started jerking his cock up and down, rubbing the palm of his hand over his leaky tip with every upstroke. He set a pace with his hand that matched the thrust of his hips, the tip of his own cock hitting Steve’s prostate each time.
“‘M close Eds,” he said, voice higher than usual, neediness taking over.
“Yeah baby? Taking my dick so fucking well. Gonna be a good boy and cum for me?” His free hand grasped onto Steve’s hip, rings digging into his flesh, gripping a little tighter with each thrust. Steve was sure there’d be bruises but he didn’t care.
“Yesss,” he whined. “Gonna cum, so fucking close.”
Eddie leaned down until his mouth was against the shell of Steve’s ear. “Cum,” he whispered.
With that one word Steve came undone, pleasure washing over him as rope after rope of cum came spurting out of him, hitting the garage floor. He moaned as Eddie picked up his pace, both hands on his hips now, head thrown back as he chased his own release. A few more pumps and Steve felt him pulsing inside of him, emptying himself into his ass. Eddie collapsed down onto him, both of them panting heavily, Eddie running his hands down Steve’s arms until their fingers were entwined. They stayed like that for a moment and with a gentle squeeze, Eddie released his hands, ran his own down Steve’s sides down to his hips, and slowly pulled out of him.
Eddie smacked him lightly on the ass. “Better?” he asked with a smirk as Steve turned around to face him.
Steve rolled his eyes. “Shut up, Munson” he muttered as he pulled him in for a kiss.
“Not on your life, babe. You know where to find me next time you need a release,” he said with a saucy wink.
Another eye roll from Steve. “Yeah, yeah,” he huffed but they both knew damn well it was only a matter of time before he was right back here getting hot at the body shop.
WARNING!: Anal Sex, Blowjob, Bottom/Top, Dom/Sub AND MORE !! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED !!
M/n was just wondering around in Avengers Tower, bored out of his mind. His two “friends” or whatever they are, were nowhere to be found. M/n was horny, but he can’t be satisfied without his two friends helping him out, like good boys.
Now he was searching them and soon he smirked. Why did he smirk ?
He found Steve sitting on the kitchen floor, reading a book.
‘Thought you could hide from me, eh Stevie~?’
M/n got out of his pants and underwear and then stroked his hard length, he started to creep up behind Steve, while he jerked himself off. M/n was very silent the whole time, planning to surprise Steve.
Soon he was on the very edge and so he pulled Steve back by his hair, making him yelp and moan at the same time, while M/n came all over Steve’s face.
“Fuck, yes~!”, M/n growled.
Steve blushed in embarrassment, but was also very hard from M/n’s action. Now all Steve wanted was clean M/n’s cock and then get it shoved in his man cunt.
With that thought in mind, Steve puts the book away and turned around fully, then he went on his knees and grabbed M/n’s cock, opened his mouth and took him in. Instantly Steve began to suck his cock and swirl his tongue around him too. He became quite skilled since they did this together now for almost a year.
“Fuck, Baby~ Your tight little wet mouth and throat feel so good around my cock~”, M/n moaned.
That only encouraged Steve to deep throat him, which made him choke slightly and have tears in his eyes, because M/n’s cock was very long and very thick. He never fit everything inside his mouth, which was a shame for him.
“Oh yes~! Such a good little cock slut~”, M/n moaned out lowly.
Steve moaned at that degradation. M/n grabbed Steve’s hair and then made him bob his head faster and take him deeper, which made Steve spill more tears and slobber on M/n’s cock.
“Such a good cock slut you are, Stevie~ When you drink your milk, then I will reward your ass too~”, M/n purred out.
Steve moaned a muffled, filthy moan and continued to suck, lick and swirl his tongue around his cock. It didn’t take long for M/n’s cock to twitch and then he shot his load into Steve’s mouth and throat.
“Swallow it all, slut~! Swallow it all~!”, M/n moaned out.
Steve did his best to swallow everything of M/n and as he finished cuming he pulled out of Steve’s mouth and made him go on all his fours.
M/n was right behind Steve and positioned his cock at his ass. His ass was already used to M/n’s cock and with that didn’t need any lubrication, nor preparing whatsoever.
With that he gave one powerful thrust and was deeply buried inside his Pet’s ass.
“Ah~! M-M/n~!”, Steve moaned out like a girl.
“Be a good little boy and let me hear all the little noises from your mouth~”, M/n purred and then started his fun.
Steve was moaning as M/n started to move in and out of his ass. Heck, he didn’t even hit his prostate yet and he was already close to cuming !
M/n soon fucked him fast and rough, just how Steve liked it. He grabbed his hair and pulled his head back, making Steve moan filthily and arch his back. That made it even easier to fuck his ass as he decided to push deeper to hit Steve’s prostate.
“I will fuck your cunt until you beg me to stop~ I will fill you up now and in the future I also will~ I will one day impregnate you~ Would you like that, hmm~?”, M/n whispered into his ear seductively.
“MMMnnnn~!! Yes~! I would l-AH~!-love that~!”
M/n smirked and then hit his prostate, making Steve moan louder than ever. He hit it without mercy and soon Steve came screaming all over the kitchen floor.
“Mmmnn~! I love your tight little cunt~ Gonna fill you up~”, M/n mumbled.
Steve moaned again loudly as he felt M/n’s warm seed spill into him. Fuck was this good.
They stayed in that position until M/n finished cuming and pulled out of Steve. He panted and carefully sat up, biting his lip as M/n’s cum dripped out of him.
“I am still horny…”, M/n pouted.
“I mean we could make Bucky join the party~”, Steve purred.
“You know what~?”, M/n asked as he pulled Steve into his lap on the couch.
Steve giggled.
“I like that idea~”, M/n purred and then kissed Steve, who kissed back.
Together they created a plan.
Steve told M/n that Bucky was in his room, meditating and shit. M/n smirked as he came into Bucky’s room and saw him sitting crisscrossed on the floor, eyes closed and calm music on.
M/n grabbed his hard cock and jerked himself until he was close, then he came onto Bucky’s face, startling him out of his deep meditation.
“GOD DAMN IT M/N !!! CAN’T YOU SEE THAT I AM BUSY ?!”, Bucky yelled outraged.
“Is that a way to talk to me, pet ?”, M/n asked him with a growl.
“YES ! YOU STARTLED ME OUT OF MY MEDITATION !!!”
M/n tsked and made Bucky bend over his lap.
“What are you doing ?!”, Bucky asked nervously.
M/n tore off Bucky’s pants and underwear and then rubbed his ass cheeks. Bucky gulped nervously.
SPANK !
“AH !”, Bucky yelped as M/n slapped his right ass cheek.
“Such a bad boy you are.”, M/n said darkly and spanked him again.
“OW !”
M/n continued to spank Bucky’s ass, until it was nice and red and Bucky ended up crying from his overstimulation and neglected hard cock. His ass hurt, his cock hurt and M/n was angry. He was angry at Bucky for yelling at him.
“I am sorry !”, Bucky sobbed out after the 180th spank.
“If you are truly sorry, then make it up to me, pet.”
M/n shoved Bucky off of his lap and Bucky scrambled on his hands and knees back to M/n. He looked at M/n’s cock and instantly rubbed his face against it, kissing M/n’s cock and even sucking his sack. After he pleased M/n’s sack, he took M/n’s cock into his mouth and started to suck him off.
“Damn… More pet~”
Bucky gave his best, but M/n wanted more.
Then Steve came in and instantly went on his knees behind M/n and sucked and licked his sack, stimulating M/n’s cock even more to cum.
“Good sluts~”
Steve and Bucky moaned and continued. M/n grabbed Bucky’s head and shoved him all the way down his cock, making him tear up and choke slightly. This was too much good cock inside his mouth, but he let M/n. He owed him that for yelling.
Steve sucked harsher on M/n’s sack and M/n moaned.
“You better get in front of me Steve and next to Bucky, because I have a reward for you two.”
Steve instantly crawled in front of M/n and looked at him with big doe eyes, while he pushed Bucky off and made him stay still next to Steve. He jerked himself off with his hand and then moaned loudly as he came, painting Steve’s and Bucky’s face with his seed.
“Now that I marked you both, you will know your place.”, M/n said and was about to leave the room.
“Wait ! What about me ?!”, Bucky asked desperately.
“You were bad. Why would I reward you any further ? Of course Steve can take care of you, if you are so desperate. But then don’t expect my cock any time soon.”, M/n said and then left the room.
Bucky whimpered.
“You want me to help or…?”
“No, no. I don’t want to make M/n even more angry…”
Five Times You Topped Steve Rogers and One Time You Let Him Top You (Part 2)
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Female CFO Reader
Word Count: 583
Warnings: Smut NSFW 18+, Dom/Sub dynamics.
A/N: This is based on an ask from the lovely @lillywillow . Thank you to my amazing beta reader, @whisperlullaby .
Five Times Masterlist
The Second Time it Happened…
You smiled at the notification on your computer. He was back and you were more than happy to see him wandering outside your door again. It had been only two days since the last time but he continuously glanced around telling you that he was hoping for a repeat performance. And you were more than willing to give it to him.
As soon as you stepped into the hall, his head whipped around and he approached you slowly, a small blush stealing across his cheeks, “Hi, um-”
You pull him into your office, deciding it was a little safer than the supply closet. The door locked automatically and there was a wall blocking you from the main part of your office. The small area with the back door only contained a large safe and some personal items. You pressed Steve back against the door, ripped open his belt, and smirked, “Shut up, Captain. I thought I made the rules clear the first time.”
He leans back against the door and bites his lip just as he had the last time. You sink to your knees as you stare up at him through your lashes. This time you pull his pants down to his knees, exposing him more to you. You run your hands up and down his thick thighs and then around to squeeze his firm ass, all the while your lips are mere inches from his cock. Steve ‘s breathing picks up and he adjusts his stance, bringing his cock even closer to your lips. You stare in his eyes as you slowly bring your lips to kiss his tip. You stay there, opening your mouth just enough to kiss the head a little more before darting your tongue out. You make out with the head of his cock, kissing and licking it while Steve’s thighs clench and he tries desperately to keep from rolling his hips.
“Want more? Say please, Captain,” you tease.
Steve stares down at you, blushing madly, but the word slips past his lips on a whisper, “Please.”
You took him as deep in your mouth as you could, holding back a gag as he hit the back of your throat. It was worth it for the gasp he let out. You glide your tongue back and forth on the underside of his dick as you move him in and out of you painstakingly slowly. Steve’s hands clenched and flexed at his sides as you took your time tasting him. He didn’t dare speak or touch without your permission, too afraid of you stopping what you were doing. He had never had a woman take control like this. He was utterly at your mercy as you enticed and tortured him.
You smiled as you played with him. You could feel the desire in him to flex his hips into you. He itched to touch you, to encourage you to go faster, to do something besides the maddeningly slow, pleasurable torture you were putting him through. When you pulled back to tease the head of his cock again, he broke, “Please, please.”
You smirk up at him for a moment and then take his hands and place them on your head. You grip his ass and open your throat. You slide him in until your nose grazes the smattering of hair. His hands tighten in your hair as he presses his head back against the door. You give him only a moment to adjust and then you begin moving, fucking him hard with your mouth and throat. Quiet moans sound and he tries to choke them back. He had never experienced anything like this. You were taking his cock as if it was the only thing on earth that could satisfy your hunger.
He was close. You could tell easily. His body giving off every signal of an impending orgasm and, when it hit, the deep groan he attempted to choke off made your pussy clench. He sagged when the orgasm was spent and you pulled off of him. Standing, you pull his pants up and zip them.
“Good boy,” you smirk as you open the door and push him out of it. His shocked expression as the door closes has you smiling uncontrollably. He’d come back and when he did it’d be time for some reciprocity.
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