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[rumtipsyrogers]

Happy Anniversary!

Andy Barber x Reader

Summary: It’s your wedding anniversary and Andy has a treat for you.

Warnings: Face sitting, implied smut, language, 18+ only please!

Author’s Notes: This is for @the-ce-horniest-book-club and for Day 5 of Kinktober: birthday/anniversary/special occasion sex. Seriously, this man could break my fucking arm and I’d thank him!

Celebrating your wedding anniversary was something Andy took very seriously. Every year he always did something special; trips to the Bahamas, dinners out, last year he surprised you with a vacation to Paris. This year was slightly different. You stayed home in Boston, and you cooked a fancy meal for two and you were his dessert.

Andy squeezed your ass cheeks as you rolled your hips on his mouth. His tongue moving through your folds and circling your pulsing clit. Your palms flat against the wall and the consistent knocking of the wooden headboard only adding to the intimacy.

“God Andy!” You moaned. Andy kept his eyes on your face the whole time, watching you lose control very quickly. He’s aware of your thighs quivering on either side of his head and he knows you’re close by how fast your rolling your hips chasing your release.

“Cum for me honey.” It’s a sweet command, and it’s a command that has blood rushing to your ears. “Cum Y/N.” He repeats just as the coil in your tummy snaps from the pressure of his wet tongue.

You cum with a silent scream, knowing your children are asleep in the next room.

“Fuck!” You whisper. Your legs turning to jelly. “So good baby.” You stroke his hair affectionately. Andy helps you off his face and you blush by how wet his beard is.

“Happy Anniversary baby.” He smiles. “Ready for more?” You answer him by laying flat on your back and letting your legs fall open.

“Always ready for you.”

[bugsbucky]

Plumped Pillows

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Bucky comes home after a difficult long mission and finds your excessive need for thousands of pillows on the bed a little amusing.

Warnings: fluff and a bad summary 🤣 can you tell I’m tired? 🙈

Word Count: 341

Authors Notes: sorry I haven’t posted much today, I have excruciating pain in my jaw and just needed to write something fluffy before I sleep.

Bucky was tired. No scratch that, he was exhausted. He got home from Siberia just 20 minutes ago. He was sent alongside Sam and Steve to infiltrate a new Hydra base. A week long mission without you in his arms. You, god he missed you so much.

You were still in Nat’s room watching movies when he got back and he didn’t want to disturb you. He wasn’t supposed to be home until the morning but the mission ended a little earlier than planned which he was grateful for because it meant he could sleep in his own bed tonight, his bed he shared with you.

Bucky stumbled into the lowly lit bedroom and unbuckled his weapons belt, tossing them into the corner of the room. His eyes were half closed due to tiredness and he couldn’t wait to peel his clothes off and climb under the covers. He sat down at the foot of the bed and untied his laces, kicking his boots off and removing the rest of his tactical gear.

He was glad he took a shower before coming to bed, he knew you would rip him a new one in the morning if he slept in your clean bed with his dirty body. He stood and stretched, adjusting the waistband of his boxers as he turned around and huffed by the mountain stack of pillows plumped on the bed. Another obstacle he would simply need to rush through just to get some sleep.

He didn’t know why you needed so many pillows on the bed since you often threw them on the floor and slept with your main pillows. Bucky was usually a man with patience, but where pillows were concerned, he aimlessly started to throw the cushions over his head, not caring where they landed. He didn’t even care that the window was open and he didn’t care if some of them were thrown out of it.

“Finally!” He cheered when he saw the corner of the duvet. Pulling the soft comforter back, he slipped underneath and sighed. Bringing the freshly washed duvet up to his nose and sniffed. His eyelids grew heavy when his head adjusted on his soft pillow and sleep soon found him.

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[bugsbucky]

you said dad bucky is welcome so what about stepdad bucky and the kid calling him dad for the first time??

Warnings: None, fluff!

Authors Notes: thank you so much for this!! My brain is like a squashed orange so I appreciate the fluff requests. Dad Bucky is always welcome ❤️

And They Call Him Dad

It was a special day, it was your young daughter’s birthday and though you were stuck at work, Bucky made plans to take her shopping and promised to buy her whatever she wanted.

He insisted it would be good for them, since your daughter held strong reservations. If it was up to her, you would be single for the rest of your life. She didn’t want you to meet anyone and she certainly didn’t want you to remarry. She didn’t want to take someone’s else’s name and call another man dad.

As the two set off for their day shopping, the tension was obvious between the two and Bucky hated it. He allowed her to lead the way and enter any shop she wanted. The more time they spent together, a little easier making conversation became.

They stopped for ice cream, Bucky ordered his favourite chocolate flavoured ice cream and your daughter ordered a strawberry. She sat on the bench in the park and scooted up when Bucky walked over with the ice cream in his hands.

“This is for the birthday girl.” He said with a bright smile.

“Thanks dad.” She replied, her eyes immediately widening and her heart skipping beats. She wouldn’t admit it yet, but it was over the past couple of months she started to warm up to him.

She felt safe around him and knew he was a good man and loved them both so much. Bucky’s own heart was beating steadily out of his chest. It’s the first time she has ever called him dad, and he would absolutely love to hear it again. But he knew it would be a slow process and chose not to make a big deal out of it right now even if he was desperate to do some somersaults and scream from the rooftops.

“You’re welcome sweetheart. Where do you wanna go next?”

“There’s these really cool shoes I want to show you!” She grinned.

“Great. Let’s eat up and you can show me.”

[rumtipsyrogers]

Captain’s Orders

Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Disobeying an order wasn’t the smartest idea...

Warnings: Male masturbation, voyeurism, language, punishment, slight Dom!Steve

Author’s Notes: This is for @the-ce-horniest-book-club and we’re on Day Four of Kinktober and today’s prompt is: Voyeurism. The inspiration comes from a conversation with my lovely friend @jobean12-blog ❤️

Captain Rogers is the kind of man that likes it when orders are being followed. It keeps him and his team that he’s responsible for safe and safety always comes first.

And it leaves absolutely everyone shocked when you, his long term partner decided to purposely disobey an order that he gave you.

It didn’t help that not only did you disobey your man and your captain, but that smart ass mouth of yours has just landed you in some very hot water.

“Stevie I’m so sorry!” Your pathetic pleas are futile as he handcuffs your wrists to the metal headboard. Your clothes were stripped off as soon as he marched you into the room.

“You think you can disobey me and get away with it?” He taunts, standing at the foot of the bed with his hand wrapped around his cock. The precum acting as a lubricant making it easier for him to guide his hand up and down his shaft. His fingers stopping at the tip to give it a small squeeze. “Fuck this feels so fucking good. I had planned on making love to you tonight when we got back, but that fucking mouth of yours...”

You whimper from his words, rubbing your thighs together for any kind of friction.

“Steve please I’m so sorry!”

“Oh I bet you are baby girl. Bet you’re really sorry now that you don’t get to feel my cock fill you up.” Steve moans, his hand moving much faster that it makes your mind dizzy.

“Please stevie... I’ll be your good girl.” You could feel yourself dripping onto the bedsheets, your pussy aching for him.

“No!” He groans. “You’re gonna watch this. It’s your punishment!” Steve can feel his balls swell up, his member pulsating under his palm. Your legs have fallen open at some point, his eyes fixated on your glistening pussy. The graphic memories of how tightly you would squeeze around him as he fucked you into the mattress.

“Fuck!” Steve curses, squeezing his cock hard just like you would if he was fucking you right now. His hot cum shoots into his hand.

You moan at the sight of him; sweat dripping down his heaving chest, his hair ruffled up and his cum sticking to his hand.

“Steve!” You groan, wrapping your fingers around the chains of the handcuffs tightly. “Please I’ve learned my lesson!”

“Oh I don’t think so doll. Now it’s my turn to edge you as your real punishment.”

[bugsbucky]

Just A Friend

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: you’re quite the fan of Bucky, one morning he asks you to help him fill out a form. Things get awkward, and then it’s the reminder you’re just a friend.

Warnings: teasing, talks of sex (nothing explicit), awkward fluff, shy reader, angst.

Word count: 498

Authors notes: nobody at all asked for this, I’m not feeling too hot thanks to my new medication for migraines and just mixed this up in 10 minutes ☺️

Peeking around the corner of the open kitchen, sighing with relief when you found it empty. With hurried steps, you moved towards the top cupboard to retrieve your secret Bucky Barnes mug that was custom made by you. Even Bucky himself didn’t know you had it since you had it hidden behind the other porcelain mugs.

“Y/N good morning doll!” Bucky’s voice boomed through the kitchen startling you. The mug almost slips from your grip onto the counter, a crimson red blush creeping up your cheeks as you realise you can’t sneak it back into the cupboard.

“Good morning Bucky.” Your soft quiet voice tugged his heart strings.

“Can you help me fill this form out?” Bucky wondered, putting the thick booklet on the counter. You smiled and nodded your head, putting the forbidden mug out of sight.

You joined Bucky on the kitchen island, going through the basic details.

“So here you write your name.” You pointed and smiled. Bucky chuckled awkwardly and you realised he hasn’t written in over 70 years. You take the black pen from his grip and write his name and date of birth for him.

“Okay and sex?” Bucky choked on his coffee and thumped his chest.

“I’m sorry?” He asked, brows knitted together in confusion.

“Sex. I mean of course I know your sex. No I mean...” You blushed and couldn’t help but giggle at his face expression.

“Why would they ask that? I know it’s been a really long time but there’s no need for them to rub it in my face.” He shook his head and then you understood his reference.

“Sex is gender.” You clarified. “And clearly you’re a man so I’ll put male.”

“Clearly. I have a penis so.” He shrugged and you barked out a laugh.

“Okay. That’s um good to know. Hope the pipe work still works. I mean what.” You hid your face behind your hands and your heart thumped from hearing his genuine belly laugh.

“You’re cute.”

So are you.

Fighting the heated blush on your cheeks, you wrote the rest of the form out and sealed it in a brown envelope for him.

“Thank you so much doll. I really appreciate this.”

“No problemo!” You smiled and exchanged hugs. Until Bucky reaches behind you and finds your mug of him.

“Oh wow. Is this me?” He asks, admiring the details of the mug. Your face is burning up and it feels hotter than the sun.

“Yes. I… I designed it. Because I’m actually quite a fan of yours. Ever since Steve told me about you I was like ‘I really wanna meet Bucky’ and then I did and you’re just lovely so.”

“You’re really sweet Y/N. Thank you. I’m glad to have you as a friend.”

A friend. The type of girls Bucky was seen around with were nothing like you, they were confident and outgoing. You were shy and quiet and never composed. You were just his friend.

All you ever would be.

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[bugsbucky]

Charles Is Daddy

Charles Blackwood x Reader

Prompt: “Spit on it.”

Warnings: daddy kink, oral sex (male receiving), language

Word Count: 410

Authors Notes: for @the-ss-horniest-book-club drunk drabbles ❤️

Was there anything more exhilarating than kneeling between your daddy’s spread thighs and taking his hot and heavy cock in your mouth as he read the newspaper?

Absolutely not. In fact, you knew if you pleased Charles right, your reward would be far greater since he was a pro with his tongue.

“Mmmm. Hollow your cheeks a little baby girl.” Charles told you as he flipped the page with his thumb. You could see his abs flex from under his shirt where you scrunched the material up with your hands.

You do as he says, grazing his member gently with your teeth and relaxing your gag reflex as your nose bumps against his pubic bone. The hairs pricks against your skin in a delicious way.

“Use more saliva baby. Come on, spit on it. Your daddy is close.” His voice was meant to come out as dominating but instead his voice squeaked as his cock twitched in your warm wet mouth.

You moan around him, releasing him with a pop. You gather as much saliva as possible, spitting on his cock and watching it run down his length. Your hand cups his balls as you ease him back into your mouth.

“Aw yeah baby. Don’t stop.” Charles tosses the paper to the side and throws his hands in your hand to create a makeshift ponytail. His tip reaches the back of your throat and despite relaxing your reflexes, he occasionally makes you gag. His cock hardens and he raises his hips off the chair throwing his head back against the cushion.

You moan around him again, the vibrations from your voice sends him into dizzy spell. Your name leaves his lips as a grunt as the salty cum shoots down your throat. You swallow it gracefully, sucking off every single drop that’s left behind and finally, you release him with a kiss to his red swollen tip.

“Fuck. Did you enjoy that?” Charles asks through those lidded eyes. He’s panting and desperately tries to bring himself back down to earth.

“I did. I love to please you.” You wipe the corners of your lips with your thumb, an innocent move that sends Charles insane.

“Now it’s time for daddy to reward his good girl.” He smirks and leans forward, pulling you up from the floor and into his lap. He bunches your skirt up and tuts when he realises you’re not wearing underwear. “Or maybe punishment first hmm.”

“Please daddy.”

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[rumtipsyrogers]

Rogers Bookshop

Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Steve owns a quirky little bookshop in the heart of Brooklyn, little does he know you’re not there for the books.

Warnings: none

Authors Notes: this is for @the-ce-horniest-book-club’s 24 Hour Surprise AU Drabble Challenge and I chose Bookstore Owner from the list!

The bell above the door dings, signalling to Steve that a customer has walked through the door. He shifts his weight on the seat behind the counter, putting his science fiction book to one side and wipes his palms on his slacks.

During his quiet reading time, his glasses had slipped down his nose, but he doesn’t seem to notice until a blurred figure walks towards him. He chuckles to himself, adjusting his glasses on his face and smiles as brightly as the sun does outside when he sees its you once again, a regular customer.

You’ve been coming to Rogers Bookshop for the past two months. At first it was an accidental find, but once you saw the man who owned the shop, you couldn’t resist coming back.

“Good afternoon ma’am how are you today?” Steve greets as he stands up and puts his palms on the edge of the counter. His heart racing when you flash him your beautiful smile.

“I’m better now I’m here!” You giggle, purposely bringing your tongue out to wipe across your lips. “How are you sir?” You tease, leaning forward on the counter. Steve clears his throats and embarrassingly stumbles over his words.

The flirting has been back and forth since your third visit. He was shy and such a gentleman and knew he wouldn’t actually make a move. You’re not here today to buy a book.

“I’m.. good.. I think! Yeah. So, how can I help?”

“Well I was rather hoping since you weren’t exactly rushed off your feet if you’d like to grab a coffee with me?” You stood back up straight and offered a genuine friendly smile.

“Oh uh sure! I mean it’s my lunch break soon anyway so why not.” He smiled and adjusted his glasses once again. Steve has been trying to find the confidence to ask you out, he’s even gone to the lengths of asking Bucky for his advice. But every time he almost asked you, he got choked up and didn’t bother.

He stepped out from behind the counter with his wallet and phone and gestured for you to walk out first so he could lock up behind him. He was always nervous around you and he just hoped he didn’t embarrass himself too much over a coffee.

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