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[bylillian]

Tonga!!! #tonga #watermelon #worldcoins #bylillian https://www.instagram.com/p/CpbH1DGpmj7/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Werewolves - Bucky Barnes/Clint Barton/Darcy Lewis

for @bylillian​ 360 words Rated T I can’t resist you

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She’d seen both of them shift before. It wasn’t any kind of big deal or anything. Wasn’t a secret either. Everyone knew they were werewolves. Well, anyone who was anyone.

And since Darcy knew, that meant she was anyone. And that was kind of awesome, if you asked her.

She was using the roof of the Avengers complex to work on her tan. Her tan that usually only ended up being some kind of pink nightmare that she had to slather with aloe gel.

And it was then that the wolf boys, the howly ones, the disastrous duo, if you will, showed up on said roof. Without beach towels or suntan lotion. Just the two of them, up on the porch, hanging out awkwardly around Darcy.

It was awkward in the adorable kind of way.

They made small talk, Clint shielded her from a particularly bright sun glare.

And then when she was packing up to go inside, they asked.

Both of them.

Well, Bucky asked, but it was for both of them.

“So umm... do you eat?”

She grinned. “Do I ever.”

“Would you like to go out with us? To eat something?”

“You and Clint?” she asked, gesturing to Clint.

“Yeah...” he agreed.

“I mean sure. But you gotta answer one question for me.”

“What’s that?” Bucky asked, Clint bristled a little, and she figured they probably got lots of rude questions from people. She hoped this one wasn’t rude.

“Why me?” she asked. “I mean, I think you guys are swell, and I know I’m pretty swell. Especially in my swimsuit,” she waggled her eyebrows and Bucky blushed. “But like, why me, why now?”

“Just thought you were cute,” Clint replied, at the same time, Bucky said, “Can’t resist you.”

Clint looked over at him, shooting him a look before turning back to Darcy. “Yeah. That too.”

She brought her hand up to her mouth. “In what way?”

“All the ways,” Bucky answered. “We’re sweet on you.”

“Is that werewolf speak?” she asked.

“No, we’d have to shift to give you that. And we definitely don’t do that until the third date at least,” Clint said, laughing.

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batbetbitbotbut replied to your photo “Dearborn let me sleep for exactly five hours before waking me up to...”

You are a cryptid just like your cats and you have finally revealed to us that you (probably) have (at least one) hands

I also have a foot! 

Imagine a cryptid that was just a hand and a foot and several cats. I’m enjoying that mental image immensely. 

noriannbraindripshere replied to your photo “Dearborn let me sleep for exactly five hours before waking me up to...”

AIR BISCUITS!!

It’s the only time she makes biscuits! (Polk doesn’t make biscuits at all.) I kept trying to film her because she’d do it for 15-20 seconds at a time, but every time she realized I was shooting her with my phone she’d get up and run off. 

bylillian replied to your photo “The s’more bar from the Texas Pie Company was worth the EXTENSIVE...”

aaargh, Next weekend! (hey, hon, I'll be at Dragon's Lair on Sunday selling things if you happen to drop by)

Good luck with your sales! Sorry I missed it but I came home Saturday night. 

[bylillian]

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Closer (E) - Clint/Darcy/Steve

for @bylillian​ Rated E 948 words Closer - NiN

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Darcy unzipped Steve’s jeans, running her tongue over her teeth while popping open the top button and slinking her hand inside.

Clint helped her get Steve’s jeans down before sliding in behind her. He rolled with the punches rather well, and that adaptability was not failing him now.

Steve had sort of walked in on Clint and Darcy and instead of having hurt feelings, his eyes had darkened. He’d instantly palmed at himself while Darcy sucked hard on Clint’s dick in her mouth, leaving him shiny with spit when she moved over to include Steve as well.

“Been wanting this for so long,” he murmured, shimmying out of his pants and rucking his shirt up and over his head. That was a surprise, but then again, Steve wasn’t one for using his words when he wanted something. It absolutely tracked that he’d kept that little tidbit to himself out of respect for Darcy and not wanting to scare her off.

Thing was, Darcy was the least scareable person ever.

Scareable might not be a word, but she was sort of busy with other things. Coming up with words wasn’t paramount.

Darcy licked her lips and tugged down Steve’s jockeys. “You want front or back?” she asked.

“Front,” he said immediately, moving forward and pressing the tip of his cock against her lips. Her tongue came out to swipe at it.

“Should have told us you wanted this...” Clint said softly, moving around behind Darcy. “It’s been helping get us off for weeks, talking about you joining us.”

“God,” Steve hissed, his head falling back as Darcy sucked him into her mouth.

“So which one are we edging?” Clint asked, his hand disappearing behind Darcy and making Steve realize he was fingering her, given how she sucked harder on him when he did it.

“Darcy,” Steve murmured, resulting in her groaning deeply around his cock. “I can do this all day.”

Clint smirked and landed a smack on Darcy’s ass. “That okay, babe?”

She hummed in agreement, pressing her ass back towards him.

He must have pressed more fingers into her because she started whimpering around Steve’s cock.

Clint grinned.“She likes that.”

Darcy certainly did like that.

Her body pulsed as Clint pumped his fingers in and out of her body.

Steve’s cock was hard and hot in her mouth and it gave her something other than Clint trying to edge her off with his fingers to focus on.

Of course, then he pressed two fingers from his other hand against her clit and slowly swirled them around the tiny nub, making her body clench around his fingers and making her moan around Steve’s cock. It was hard not to focus on that.

Steve’s hand was in her hair and she took him back deeper, as deep as she could. Steve was great about not pushing her past what she could handle, so he let her experiment, simply running his fingers through her hair instead of using it to force her head down farther.

If she had to call it anything, his hyper-control made all of this so much hotter.

Her pussy pulsed with raw arousal as Clint ceased his teasing of her clit and withdrew his fingers, only to replace them with his cock.

He was thick and hard, pressing into her slowly to get her used to his girth. She whimpered and he pressed his slicked up fingers against her asshole, making her freeze in place as Clint started to move, to piston his fingers and his hips.

She let out a strangled sound as Steve moaned and pushed her hair out of the way. She couldn’t do much more than being a hole for him to fuck, not when Clint was doing what he was doing. Which was filling her up in every way.

Steve didn’t seem to mind fucking her mouth, in fact, she felt him get harder and harder the more he did, whimpering before warning her that he was about to cum.

She sucked him the best she could and was rewarded with his cum splattering onto her tongue.

As she swallowed around him, Steve shook and sat back.

Clint’s hips were still slamming into her. “Can I... Darcy, can I put it in your...”

“In my ass, yes...” she groaned. More at the loss of his cock in her pussy, but it felt so good as he pushed into her ass. Steve had crawled around to watch, moaning, and stroking his cock while he watched Clint’s going in and out of her. He wasn’t kidding. He really could do this all day.

“How long are we edging her?”

“She can go hours if you play her clit right,” Clint replied. “Otherwise, until she begs.”

She was moaning as Clint rammed into her, absolutely railing her ass and making her convulse, but not cum, not cum because he was in her ass and not her pussy and nothing was touching what she needed to have touched.

She groaned and Clint finished, making her shudder when he pulled out

And Steve moved in under her, licking her clit and making her groan the longer he teased her.

He never really ramped up or stopped, just kept a steady pressure and rhythm until she was practically vibrating with need.

She warned Steve she was about to cum, but it didn’t keep Clint from sliding clean fingers into her pussy and forcing her orgasm a few minutes later, making her practically scream and shake apart over Steve’s mouth.

She rolled over on her back. “Fuck... why haven’t we done that before?”

“Dunno,” Clint said. “Might need to make that a regular thing...”

“Agreed,” Steve said.

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Zombie Apocalypse - Darcy Lewis/Dean Winchester

for @bylillian​ 343 words Rated M (under a cut) Waiting for the zombie hoard to leave us alone and other ways to pass the time

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“Sorry about how cramped this is...” Dean muttered for what felt like the fiftieth time.

Honestly, Darcy wasn’t sure what he was talking about, it was fine.  A little close for comfort, but it meant they could hold the door closed with two body-weights instead of one, so what was the big deal?

“Do I stink or something?” Darcy asked, bending forward slightly to sniff herself. She smelled sweaty, but so did Dean.

“No, no, you don’t, just...”

“Let me just---“ Darcy shifted around again to sniff on the other side to make sure, and felt something bump her in the ass. “Oh.”

“Oh,” he echoed, sighing and trying to press back into the wall. As if that was going to magic away his awkward boner.

“I can turn around if you want?” she said. “Maybe there will be more room?”

“I mean, if you want, just be careful and don’t knock something over... don’t want to alert them to where we are...I could save you, but I don’t know what that would entail and I’m not willing to find out for nothing.”

She rose on her toes and started to slowly turn. “To be fair, I wouldn’t have noticed if it was nothing.” She was turned around enough to wink at him and he huffed out a laugh.

“You’re not helping.”

“I’m not? How would that go?” she brought one leg up to prop it on the wall adjacent, smirking when it took the pressure off his hips. “There?”

“You have no idea how much that’s not helping,” he hissed.

“I mean... we don’t have anything else to do... maybe I could help it for real?” she offered.

Dean arched an eyebrow and grabbed her hand before it moved down between them. “Maybe when we’re actually safe. We can celebrate by---“

“Boning?” Darcy offered, smirking a little.

“Yeah,” Dean said, bringing her arm up to drape it over his shoulder. “Also, we’d better hope Sammy doesn’t find us when the coast is clear or he’s never going to let this go.”

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Cinnamon (M) - Taserhawk

for @bylillian​ 431 words Rated M

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Darcy woke up to Clint’s lips on her throat, sucking softly.

She was warm. Impossibly warm, even a little sweaty as he kissed his way down her neck.

“Good morning,” she whispered.

“Morning.” He had one hand just below her breast and Darcy arched into his touch, groaning as his fingers found her nipple.

His mouth found it seconds later, languidly sucking it into his mouth as she carded through his hair and planted her feet onto the mattress on either side of him so she could rock up against him.

Clint hummed, causing her belly to swoop as arousal flooded her veins.

Then Lucky started whining at the bedroom door.

Arousal turned into amusement and Darcy started laughing. Clint groaned. “Just a second, Lucky.”

He looked up at her, eyes pleading. “How long do you think that bought us?”

Lucky’s resulting whine was even more insistent and Darcy laughed louder. Clint rested his head against her for just a moment before rolling out of bed. “Get him on a schedule, they said, it’ll be easier, they said...” He grabbed a pair of sweats from the ground and pulled them on over his jockeys.

“Oh stop pouting, you can continue where you left off when you get back from walking him,” Darcy said, pulling the quilt up to cover herself.

“You ever walk a dog with raging erection?” he asked, pointing down to the bulge he was unable to hide in these pants. He looked like some kind of degenerate.

“Can’t say that I have,” Darcy said. “But I’ll take one for the team this time if you want.”

“You don’t have to do that,” he said, grabbing a t-shirt.

“Go back to bed and wait for me. You’re gonna scare someone with that thing,” she said, nodding down towards his crotch.

“You’re swell, Darce.”

“Yeah, I know,” she said, crossing the floor to get dressed. “Tell Lucky I’ll be just one second.”

“You saw how that worked before.”

“Still,” she said, winking and pulling open the dresser. “Tell him for me.”

“You do it, he doesn’t believe me.”

“Just a second, Luck!” Darcy called, pulling on a shirt and a pair of panties.

She heard the dog make a soft grumbling sound, but he was quiet afterward.

“I swear to fuck,” Clint groaned, falling back on the bed.

“I guess he just believes me more.”

Clint didn’t answer, just pulled the blanket up over his body and curled into the pillows. “Come back soon.”

“I promise,” Darcy said, stealing his hoodie from the ground and swatting his butt before leaving.