#dark lewis pullman

[darnell-la]

A GOD

pairing: dark!sentry x assistant!reader

summary: y/n had thought she’d work for Valentina with how much she was offered, but after a while, she noticed she was there for Robert, the sentry. y/n thought she could live with it, especially with how much money was offered, but Robert couldn’t make her life that easy.

warnings: anger, slight stalking, claiming, breeding, territorial, cnc, dub con, manhandling, choking, chased, etc.

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PART TWO

PART THREE

PART FOUR ?? comment a few ideas for part three!

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When y/n took the job to be Valentina's assistant, she thought life would be decent. Instead, Valentina only needed and wanted her to take care of Bob and his suits.

Even though Robert is bulletproof, y/n was hired to make his suit survive anything he'd go through.

"I have a gathering to attend, so I'll need you to take care of Bob while I'm gone. Make sure he doesn't- break too much," Valentina said before she walked into the elevator with her actual assistant.

"He barely listens to me. He also doesn't like me. Isn't he too old to need someone my age to look after him, anyway?" Y/n asked, not wanting to be around The Sentry if she didn't have to. Especially alone. She always feels awkward or annoyed by his presence.

"You created the best suits for him. Speak to him about it or something, I don't care. Just make sure he stays Bob until I come back,"

And with that, y/n was standing alone in the middle of the old Avengers' living space. Seconds after the elevator went down, Bob's voice came out of nowhere.

"So, you hate me, huh?" Bob asked, leaning on the wall in the corner of the room. "Never said that," y/n said after calming her heart down from the slight jump scare she had just gotten.

"What I've learned through life is that people don't have to say the word hate to hate someone. I can see it in your eyes. Even your demeanor anytime I come around," Bob said as he pushed off the wall before slowly making his way towards y/n.

"You're thinking too much into it," y/n said with a straight face, knowing Bob always has something to speak on if he thinks someone doesn't like him or his appearance. She hated how much he'd remind everyone how horrible they can be towards him or others. He always acted like he knew everything.

"I don't think so," Bob said, now in front of y/n, scanning her like she didn't belong in the same space as him. "Well, you heard what Valentina said. I should talk to you about your suits."

Bob slightly chuckled, knowing y/n felt a bit uncomfortable of his presence.

Robert doesn't know what type of emotion he has towards y/n. Sometimes he hates her. Sometimes he admires her. Sometimes he wants to make her day harder just to mentally get off on the power he holds.

Robert has only been the sentry for a month, and his cockiness gets worse every day when he finds out something new about himself. He always refers to himself as a God when he's far from that.

"Show me what you're good for, princess,"

Y/n instantly rolled her eyes at the nickname before walking off to head towards the lab. As she walked away, y/n just knew Bob was watching her. She could feel his stare.

If Bob were who he was before The Sentry, he wouldn't be this way. He'd be more respectful of himself and others, but those damn powers give him the worst confidence. It's almost like nothing can stop him from being him. It's like he's finally free.

So, instead of just ignoring y/n, he scanned the back of her body. It was hard to ignore how attractive his assistant was, which only made him think that was the reason why he didn't know how to feel about her.

"You coming?" Y/n asked to get him to stop, knowing he was staring at her without taking a look back at him. "As you wish," Bob said low as he thought to himself.

Y/n had been in the lab with Bob for almost two hours. After the first ten minutes, he stopped listening, so she started working on his new suit for when he becomes the next public Avenger.

"You can go, you know? You don't have to stay and watch me, acting like you're watching your phone," y/n said as her eyes stayed fixated on one of her computer screens.

"Maybe, I wanna watch you work. It's kind of sexy seeing a woman work just for me," Bob said, making y/n stop everything she was doing to turn around in her chair and face him.

"First of all, I work for Valentina, not you. Second, some call me sexy. It's inappropriate, unprofessional, and unacceptable."

Bob smirked as y/n spoke, knowing he could get under her skin in seconds. It was never hard. He loves it. Now that he had time to think about it, he understood why he'd grown hard all these times in the lab or training room. Annoying her and making her know she's only here for him turned him on more than it should. It was almost unhealthy.

"I don't care about all of that, y/n, and you should know by now," Bob said as he got up to walk towards y/n, making y/n get up herself. Every step he took towards her, every step she took back and away from her.

"Why so scared? I heard you became good friends with Thor. Another God. So, why so scared of me?" Bob asked, making y/n shake her head in disbelief. He just couldn't let that name go. She hated it.

"You're not a God, Robert. Just because you may have the power of one, doesn't make you one. You weren't raised in that life. You don't have God's blood. And, you're sure not worthy,"

Y/n wanted to continue, but noticed her back hitting a wall. As she looked back for not even a second, Bob flew over to her with speed to corner her against the wall.

"Don't mention how I was raised. I have respect for you, but not much to make you rethink your words." y/n knew the man was angry when she took a look at his eyes. They were hard to miss. The way they glowed slightly scared her.

"I didn't mean it like-" y/n tried speaking up, but Robert slammed his fists against the wall next to her face. "I said! — Don't fucking speak on how I was raised," y/n flinched at the instant rise of his voice. She has never felt intimidated by Bob, the sentry, until now.

"I-I'm sorry," y/n stuttered so low, she could barely hear herself. "Yeah, are you? Because I don't think you are," Bob said, still looking down at her with a face that made her legs shake against the wall.

"L-Look, I seriously didn't even think about- You know. I'm sorry," y/n apologized again, but Bob wasn't having it. He wanted more. He wanted her to understand how far she can and can't go.

"Then show me how sorry you are," Bob said, instantly making y/n's heart drop. "E-Excuse me?" Y/n asked, hoping the man was joking, but everything about his face said otherwise.

"Get on your knees, and show me how sorry you are," Bob demanded in a slow but harsh voice that almost made her drop in fear, but she didn't. She wanted to stay strong. He had no power over him. She can't let him.

"Bob, I'm not doing that," y/n said as she stepped to the side to get out of whatever situation she was in, but he stepped to the side as well, keeping her blocked in.

"You might want to do it before you make me upset, y/n," Bob said, but earned nothing from her. Not even a blink. That was until he lifted his arm to push her down, but she quickly lifted her knee to unexpectedly kick him in the groin.

Surprisingly, he was so off guard that it worked, making him drop to his knees. "Fucking bitch-" Bob groaned right as y/n darted away, making her way out of her lab.

Her first instinct was to go to her room, knowing the elevator wouldn't get here fast enough. She also knew her phone was somewhere in her room, but she just didn't know where it was.

As y/n opened her room door, she looked to the side to see Bob, who was levitating down the hall. Before he sped over to her, she got into her room and locked the door.

All the rooms were made to keep bad news out, but only for so long. Eventually, Robert's punches against the door were having an effect.

"Fuck, fuck," y/n cussed as she threw everything upside down in her room to find her phone until she remembered it was in her bathroom. That's when she made her way until a thick metal door slammed into the wall right in front of her. Right where she was running. Her metal door.

"C'mere," Bob said as he used his power to pull her towards him, then drop her down on her knees. "You've pissed me off higher than I could've imagined, y/n. You're my assistant. You should be assisting me, yet you kick me in my fucking balls and run off to call for help!? I'm going to make everything I do hurt until you understand who you are,"

Within seconds, Boba cock was out and forced down y/n's throat. Half of him wouldn't fit in her mouth, but he didn't care. He needed enough to fit so he could watch her suffer. She deserved it for what she's been putting him through.

Y/n tried her best to fight the taller and stronger man out of her mouth, but her slaps were never going to work. They only turned him on more because they never hurt.

"Fucking slut, gobbling up — You're even better than the drugies on my old street, even if you're fighting," y/n's tears began streaming down her face as her throat became sore.

"I wonder what that pussy feels like. I just know it's tighter than your throat — I bet you'll be sucking me in too," Bob smirked down as he watched his cock push into her mouth repeatedly, only gaining more spit each thrust.

"Fuck, just keep crying — I'm almost there," Bob cussed as the grip on her hair tightened. "Swallow or on your face, princess?" Bob asked, thinking she'd actually reply, so when she didn't, he pulled out and slapped her clean across her face.

"I'll leave it on your face and keep it there for everyone to see when they come back," and with that, Bob stroked his cock a few times with his free hand before spilling all over her face and hair. Y/n cried at how much she could feel dripping down her body. He was disgusting for loving this.

"Don't think I'm done with you, princess. I've gotta fill something up,"

PART TWO

PART THREE

PART FOUR ??

[darnell-la]

SUDDEN INTEREST

pairing: dark!perv!owen taylor x first year college!reader

summary: Owen and y/n have never had a connection. From her first two weeks back from college, the two had spoken more than they had for the long years they’ve known each other. Y/n didn’t know why he’d be everywhere she turned. She soon found out when Owen came back to the parking lot after everyone left for home.

warnings: dub con, perv (stalks), stalker, plotting, no consent given, rough sex, man handling, begging, baby trapping, forced breeding, etc

note: some may not like this story because of where the plot is based (a church), so scroll if it would make you uncomfortable.

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Coming back home from college seemed like a great idea to y/n. She had missed her family, friends, and the activities the small town had for her. The first week, everything seemed sweet until Owen Taylor came back from Puerto Rico.

She and Owen had never had a close friendship, even though they’d see each other every Sunday and a couple of times during the week.

Y/n tried telling herself everything that had been happening was a coincidence, but after a while, she’d catch him staring. Sometimes she’d even go off alone somewhere just to see if he’d show up, and every time, he would.

Even tonight, y/n had stayed back after everyone left, and not even a few minutes later, she heard Owen’s car drive into the parking lot. He had just left, but he turned around to come back. Why was that? She’d always ask.

“Want some noodles?” Owen asked as he came through the door. “Uh, I guess,” y/n said before following the man into the crush kitchen. Something in her gut told her to perhaps go home and see him with people around, but she didn’t want to be rude.

“Do you even eat these?” Owen asked as he boiled some water for the two. “Sometimes,” y/n said, watching as he grabbed two cups of noodles from the cabinet. “Yeah, well, these are my favorite brand — Don’t have these in Puerto Rico,”

Y/n slightly chuckled as she leaned into the counter, trying not to seem too shy or nervous, but it was hard. They’ve never interacted so much throughout the years as they have in two weeks. It’s almost like he continues to see and speak with her.

“Welp, they’re done,” Owen said as he poured the hot water in both of their cups before handing y/n her own. “Thank you,” she said as she stirred her noodles to get the flavor throughout the cup. “Tell me how it tastes,” Owen said as he began eating his.

The younger girls hesitated but eventually tried taking a bite of their food. Sadly, it was so hot she had to spit it back out from the mild burn.

“It’s too hot,” y/n said as she placed her cup down, and Owen laughed to himself. “C’mere, let me see,” the older man said as he made his way towards y/n. “Oh, no, I’m fine,” y/n said, avoiding eye contact, but Owen soon turned her face towards him with his soft touch.

“C’mon, just a look. Wanna make sure you don’t need ice on your tongue,” Owen slightly squished y/n’s tongue, telling her to open up her mouth. It took her a second, but she eventually did. “Stick it out,” Owen demanded in a whisper, and y/n obeyed.

As y/n stood there with her mouth wide open and tongue out, she couldn’t help but look up at him. She had nowhere else to look. She’d even catch him staring into her eyes for a little while before inspecting her tongue once again.

“I think you’re good,” Owen said, making y/n close her mouth slowly, but his hand stayed on her face, rubbing her cheek softly as he kept his eyes locked with hers. Y/n wanted to look away, but couldn’t. It’s like she was stuck from how nervous she felt around him.

Without warning, Owen Taylor, an older man her parents would never accept for her, leaned into her face until his lips touched hers. He took his time, but slowly began moving his mouth all over hers to make her kiss back, even if it was slightly.

Y/n’s hands gripped the older man’s wrist, but she pulled away to keep herself steady as she closed her eyes, frozen with no idea what to do.

Within seconds, Owen began kissing y/n’s lips roughly. So roughly that you could hear his heavy breathing. It’s almost like he was in a rush, but for what and why?

“Mhm hmm,” Owen groaned under his breath as he quickly took his jacket off. Before y/n could think, the man began taking her thin jacket off. Their lips had disconnected y/n stayed still as he moved her around to take her jacket off. The look on her face screamed confusion.

“C’mere,” Owen said once again as he grabbed y/n’s upper arm and pulled her to a room with a couch, table, and TV. This is where she usually hangs out with her friends. “Sit,” Owen demanded as he let her go, slightly pushing her.

“O-Owen, I think I should go home,” y/n said as she went to get up, but the man stepped in her way as his hands fumbled with his belt. No words were said, just a stare as he blindly unbuckled his belt.

“O-Owen, seriously,” y/n said, trying to move to the other side, but all he did was the same thing, which was step in her way. Y/n looked up at the man, then down at his crotch, seeing how much his hard-on poked through his jeans.

Y/n’s head spun as she thought to herself. She isn’t really into anything sexual, yet Owen won’t let her leave as he stood in front of her, getting ready to flash her. She didn’t want to see him, so why was he getting ready to show himself?

Owen huffed as he unbuckled his jeans, pulled his jeans down a bit before digging in his pants to pull out his member. Y/n’s heart dropped at how thick, long, and veiny he was.

“Don’t tell me Mrs. Y/n here hasn’t seen a dick as big as mine yet,” Owen smirked as he moved his lower body closer to her face, making her back up. “Owen, stop, I — I have to go,” y/n said, now finally getting up to her feet, but that didn’t last for long.

The older man grabbed y/n and threw her back onto the couch before hovering over her. “Owen!” Y/n shouted as she lifted her upper body, just for it to be pushed back down. “I know you know I want you, y/n. I know you leave to see if I follow. I know you see I want you,”

“No- Owen, stop this, I-I have to go home,” y/n stuttered as tears began filling her eyes. “You don’t have to go anywhere. You’re an adult now. You can spend a little quality time with me.”

Y/n hadn’t pieced everything together until the man ripped her panties enough for his length to rub up against her folds.

“No — No, Owen, please! Please, don’t do that!” Y/n begged as the man spat on his hand before rubbing it all on himself. “Stop crying, y/n, and take me. I need this,” was all Owen whispered into the shaky girl's ear before forcing himself through y/n’s folds.

The younger woman threw her head back with a cracked moan as the man’s cock stretched her entrance out with one good and long push.

“Holly shit,” Owen cursed as his hands dug into the couch. It had been a long time since Owen felt a pussy this wet and tight. Even though his wife loved having children, he just never quite loved having her. They never connected, but by the way y/n squeezed around him, he just knew this was meant to be.

“O-O,” y/n sobbed as his name died in her mouth. “You sound like an angel, y/n. So fucking good, baby — Just so fucking good,” Owen huffed as he thrusted his hips, now pounding into y/n to continue hearing her cries and pussy make a mess all over him.

“C-Can’t,” y/n cried, words still dying in her mouth as she tried pushing away from him. All Owen did was take one of her legs and wrap his arm around it before pushing it back so that he could dig into her deeper than before. He wanted her to feel every inch he had been waiting to give to her.

“Owen, please…” y/n tried begging, but nothing was stopping him. He needed to feel and fill y/n before she left. It’s the only way she could repay him for leaving. Unless…

“I might just come back with you, baby. Stay in your dorm every day, waiting for you to come back from your classes so I can be there to pleasure you- Touch your body like it’s never been touched before.”

[darnell-la]

ANYONE BUT YOU CAN LEAVE ME

pairing: dark!robert reynolds x thunderbolt!reader

summary: Robert wasn’t always an asshole. He was actually the sweetest person anyone could possibly meet. That was until he found out the power he held. All of a sudden, he started treating y/n horribly. After a while, she got tired of him and cut everything off. That’s when Robert got furious. Anyone but y/n was allowed to not deal with what Robert has become.

warnings: toxic relationship, verbal abuse, mental abuse, cheating (Robert on reader), jealousy, toxicity, threats, choking, dub con, non-consensual sex, rough sex, begging, crying, slapping, etc

note: this is a very dark story about Robert Reynolds, so please do not read if SA triggers you!

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Robert was a nice man. Even after what happened in New York City, you could tell he wasn’t in control. Nothing that happened was his fault, and y/n had been by his side for months, telling him that. Sadly, after a while, Robert's fame and power got to him.

A month after what happened with Robert, he asked y/n out. Because the man was so sweet and kind, she accepted his date, and they soon began dating. It was almost perfect until Robert began feeling his highs again.

Some days, he’d ignore y/n. Other days, he’d be upset that she wasn’t giving him enough attention. Y/n forced herself to like the toxic relationship for a while because the sex was amazing. He knew how to fuck when he was angry, but everything soon got tiring.

Robert would go clubbing, come back smelling like women, and try telling y/n she was delusional. That’s when she’d show him proof of some fans that he’d seen that night. After that argument, Robert didn’t care who he was seen with.

He and y/n had never broken up despite his cheating and rude behavior towards y/n. He even flirted and continuously touched the new girl who got hired to spray paint his hair for interviews.

Robert knew he had turned into a horrible person, but didn’t care. He still expected y/n to continue her love for him, meaning if he was upset at the end of some nights, she should let him right in. Just a few weeks ago, y/n showed him that if he wanted her, he needed to start acting like it.

Ever since then, Robert hadn’t been sleeping in her room and had been bringing the hairspray girl around. The team noticed but never said anything.

Thankfully, tonight was a night y/n could try and get her mind off Robert. Her mind hasn’t been where she’d like it to be, so a few drinks were needed.

“Hey…” a familiar voice spoke behind y/n at the bar. Y/n turned around to see John, the annoying guy of the group, but he could still be nice if he wanted to. “Hey, John,” y/n said before turning back around to take a sip of her drink.

“How have you been lately? I see Robert is still talking to you know who,” John said as he sat next to y/n, genuinely feeling bad for her. Y/n was a sweet soul, and seeing Robert tear her apart, bothered him. It bothered everyone in the group.

“I’ve been alright,” y/n replied, tone dry and voice coming out like a sigh. “Hey, I know he can be a dick, but — I really think he likes you. He’s just- God, I don’t know,” John said. No one knows what has gotten into him. It’s almost like he couldn’t care less about anyone but himself.

“I don’t know either. I’ve been trying to find out for months now,” y/n said, head hanging low as she thought about the times she had tried to speak with Robert, but he’d refuse or get verbally aggressive. He had changed — A lot.

“Maybe you should talk to him again,” John suggested. Y/n sighed as she slowly looked over to Robert, who had been sitting on a couch almost all event with that girl in his lap. She hated the sight of him and her being near each other.

As y/n zoned out looking at the man, they ended up looking over towards her. His face went from a shitty grin to a straight and upset face. Within seconds, he pushed the girl off him and made his way towards y/n.

“Lord, have mercy,” y/n rolled her eyes as she turned back around towards her drink to continue drinking. She wanted nothing to do with him right now. Especially with all of these people here. This was a horrible time for Robert to try and start a conversation with her.

“And, what am I seeing here? John Walker talking to my girl,” y

Y/n had almost spat out here drink at the man’s comment. “Look, I’m just making sure my coworker is doing fine,” John defended himself. “Yeah, well, she is — Now fuck off, yeah?” Robert said as he stepped in between y/n and John.

“John, you don’t have to-“ y/n tried saying, but Robert turned around and gripped her arm. “Oh, he does,” the man said, his eyes piercing through his own. “I need some time with my girl, so don’t you be kind, Walker,” John shrugged his shoulders before walking off, hoping y/n and Robert could finally talk this all out.

“So you like cheating now, huh? Right in front of my face, too? Dead center where I can see you,” Robert said, completely confusing her. “You’re talking about me cheating? Bob, aren’t you the one kissing and touching all over a girl who has been working for you for two seconds?”

“And, what does that have to do with John Walker talking to my girl in front of my face? In front of all of these people?” Robert finally took his hand off y/n, but stayed close, barely giving her any space to move.

“That had everything to do with- Oh my god, Bob. Are you seriously excusing your behavior?” Y/n asked, growing upset within seconds. She couldn’t believe him. He had seriously gone too far with his unacceptable behaviors and thought process.

“I’m excusing my behavior because I’m the one with all of the weight on me. I’m the one with the powers of a god. I’m the one with the fans. I’m the one keeping this team together. All you do here is open your mouth for your shitty ass motivational speeches and spread your legs for guys like Walker,”

Y/n’s eyes widened at Robert’s rude words. She knew he had become a bad person, but he hadn’t rapier to her like this before. Yeah, he’d curse, but he’d never basically call her a whore.

“You’ve really changed, Robert,” y/n said as a tear rolled down her cheek. The younger woman finished the last few sips of her drink before hopping out of her chair to walk away. Before she could, Robert grabbed her by the arm again.

“And, where do you think you’re going?” He asked as he looked into her eyes. He wasn’t phased by her tears. He just wanted to make sure she wasn’t off to Walker again. He wouldn’t be able to keep himself together at this gathering if he sees them talking alone one more time.

“We’re done, Robert. It doesn’t matter where I’m going,” y/n said bravely before yanking her arm from his grip, then walking off. Robert was ready to lose control, but he couldn’t. He needed to keep himself together. Even though people weren’t watching, he knew the things he wanted to do to y/n needed to be done in private.

It’s been a good month since y/n officially broke it off with Robert. Ever since then, she had been happy. He tried to make him and the girl known for the first couple of weeks, but y/n paid no attention to it. Robert hated that.

Now, all Robert does is stare at y/n, even when the girl is on his lap. He’d watch her any time he could to try and catch her looking at them, but she never did. He felt anger when he realized y/n had seriously moved on.

Robert had even tried to flirt with y/n or trip in some corner or room whenever they were alone. He wanted to reel her in to make her care, but every time, she’d shut him down. Her hanging out with the men of the group more often didn’t help Robert’s anger either.

Tonight, y/n should’ve been at a club or bar with the group, but decided to stay home. She hadn’t been feeling good lately. She didn’t have a migraine, but a slight headache would appear out of nowhere.

Thankfully, she had the full tower to rest in alone. Or so she thought. It was so quiet. The only thing she could hear was her movie and the sounds of her eating and drinking. She felt relaxed until she heard her bedroom door open.

“So, you think you’re special now?” Robert asked, figure standing in between her doorframe as the dim lights in her room shined on him just a little. “Robert, what are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be out with your girl and the rest?” Y/n asked.

“Decided to leave her, and come back for you,” Robert said as he walked into her room and shut the door behind him with force. “Don’t you think it’s too late for that, Robert? C’mon now,” y/n said as she lay back in her bed with no bother.

It’s not like she hated Robert, but she did feel disgusted every time she saw him. He cheated on her, verbally abused her, and manipulated her, and is now trying to get back with her after she’s been doing so good without him.

“It’s never too late for you, y/n. You’re so accepting when it comes to John and Bucky, so why can’t you be accepting of me?” Robert started his manipulative tactic, making y/n giggle to herself.

“Me and you are done, Robert. I don’t or you anything, and honestly, you shouldn’t even be in my room after what you’ve done to me,” y/n said as she turned her TV up, wanting to block Robert out of her mind.

“Oh, you owe me everything, y/n,” Robert said, now next to y/n’s bed. Y/n slightly jumped at the sudden close voice. “What do I owe you, Robert? Please tell me,” y/n said before rubbing her head at the sudden headache that came across her head again.

“I’ve been trying to get us back to how we were, but you refuse to talk to me. Especially when the others are around, so I made you stay back tonight — We need to talk,”

“Made me stay back? I chose to stay back. My head has been aching almost all day,” y/n said. “And, why do you think that is?” Robert asked, confusing y/n completely. “I put a few medication in the smooth you left on the counter. But don’t worry. I made sure it was just enough to give you a minor headache,”

Y/n almost didn’t hear the rest of Robert’s sentence after he admitted to drugging her. It’s almost like her head instantly became light headed from the shock she felt. How could he? Why would he? Was he this desperate to speak with her? After all he’d done?

“Are you fucking serious, Robert!? You can’t just cheat on me, drain me, and then force me to speak with you on your terms!” Y/n shouted as she went to get up, but the man roughly pushed her back onto her bed.

“You’re not walking away from this conversation, y/n. Not tonight. I let it slide every other night, but it’s time that shit dies. I’m tired of it,” y/n laughed in disbelief as she rubbed her face, instantly feeling a worse headache coming along.

“You’re fucking crazy,” y/n said low, trying to piece his shitty plan through her head. “I’m crazy? No, what’s crazy is my girlfriend sitting around and giggling with the same men every day. Right in front of me by the way,”

“God, you’re serious. Oh my god, I can’t take this,” y/n went to get up again, but he pushed her right back down. That’s when y/n kicked Robert as soon as he touched her.

Now the two were fighting and yelling at each other. Y/n hadn’t yelled at anyone like this ever, and Robert hadn’t shown this much anger in so long. It slightly scared y/n, but she continued to yell at him, hoping he’d just leave her alone.

“Stop fucking fighting, y/n! All I’m telling you to do is stop whoring around. That’s literally it! All you do is open your legs and it there like a fucking slut- Waiting and begging with your eyes for our friends to fuck you,”

Y/n didn’t argue back; she just continued yelling as she kicked and slapped. She wanted to get out of his grip, but almost forgot how strong he was. He was still the sentry.

Robert tried getting through her head a few more times with his foul mouth, but soon gave up and gave y/n a hard slap to her face before wrapping both of his hands around her neck.

“Shut the fuck up!” Robert shook y/n. That’s when she instantly choked and grabbed his wrists, trying to pull him off. Her powers were no match against his, and he knew that.

“Just shut the fuck up for once, okay!? Shut! Up!” Noe Robert’s hands were so tight around her neck to the point she could barely breathe. The headache she had, had gotten worse, and now her vision was slowly blurring out.

“All you do is argue with me. Just shut the fuck up and understand! — Understand your fucking place?” Y/n softly slapped at the stronger man’s arms, trying to tell him she was about to slip away, but he didn’t stop. He wouldn’t. He refused it.

“Are you still fighting? Seriously? You want me to show you your fucking place or something?” Robert asked, watching her lips mouth the word please, but he knew she meant for him to let her breathe.

“Yeah? Want me to fuck you to sleep like I use it? Like the old days before you thought you could limit me to your body,”

Right before y/n’s eyes fully shut, Robert let the younger girl's throat go. That’s when she began coughing roughly, trying to catch air as he started ripping at her clothes. Y/n quickly caught on and tried fighting, but she was still weak.

“Robert, stop,” y/n begged with a crack in her voice, but he wouldn’t. He continued until most of her skin showed. “No,” Robert spoke before leaning into her breast and sucking on one nipple as one of his hands gripped the other, roughly kneading at it despite y/n’s discomfort.

“Robert, stop, please!” Y/n now begged, instantly feeling her eyes water. Robert was stronger than her, and he wouldn't listen. She felt trapped. She hated this, but he still continued not to care despite her begging and crying.

“You think I’m gonna let down on fucking a slut? That’s what you want to be, right? Tell me why I should let everyone else have their way with you, but I can’t,”

“I-I’ve never let anyone have their way with me!” Y/n shouted, instantly earning another hard slap to her face. “You're not learning shit, huh? Whatever I saynyou’ve done, you did! You fucked me over! You moved on! You didn’t wait for me- You just left! You fucking left me, and now? — Now, I’m going to hurt you. Just like you hurt me,”

It didn’t take long for Robert to force himself into y/n as roughly as he could. He wanted her to feel everything he could give her. The way he pounded her forced her body to jolt so hard, the wind was knocked out of her several times.

“Bobby, please- Stop,” y/n begged, hands trying their best to push him off her waist. “Now you want to Bobby me, hmm? Wanna get on my soft side? That’s not gonna happen, y/n. I’m gonna ruin you,”

Y/n felt horrible. She wanted to scream, but everything that came out was cries. She couldn’t believe her ex-boyfriend would hurt her like this. He had changed in the worst way and didn’t care. The look on his face showed how much he was enjoying this moment.

“I wanted to stay!” Y/n heard Alexei’s voice as he came through the doors with the rest of the crew. “We got kicked out because of you, Alexei,” Yelena sighed as the rest laughed.

“Help-“ y/n tried screaming, but Robert’s hand quickly came down onto her mouth, shutting her up. “Shut the fuck up, y/n, before I knock your ass out,” Robert threatened. Y/n stayed silent, but continued to kick and slap.

“Hey, y/n, did you want some pizza? We picked some up on the way back!” Ava said, and as much as y/n wanted to scream for help again, the look in Robert’s eyes shut her down quick. “Speak all you want. You know they can’t stop me — All you’ll be doing is putting them in danger,”

Robert sickeningly released y/n’s mouth, now daring her to make a noise. All y/n did was cry silently as his cock continued to thrust in and out of y/n messy hole. She condoned help but leaked all over him this whole time. He knew he worked her too good to keep her dry.

“I think she’s asleep, guys. Bob most likely too,” y/n’s heart dropped as she heard Ava walk away and continue with the others. She had a chance to be saved, but sadly, people respected privacy in the towers.

“Did you really want her coming in here? Seeing your pussy so stretched out, it might stay like this for days,” Robert’s voice stung y/n’s body. “Might just move to the other hole tomorrow if you’re still healing — Then your mouth,”

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Hi I love your dark Bob stories I had an idea I thought that the reader is dating Bucky and Bob is jealous because his madly in love and obsessed with the reader and he does whatever he can to spilt them up

note: If we’re being honest, Robert Reynolds self would be the most toxic man of all time. I don’t know if people notice, but he actually has an asshole personality mixed with innocence. It’s too hard to explain- BYE!

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Being with Bucky Barnes is hard enough, especially with the Winter Soldier outbreak that came out several or so years ago. What y/n found even worse than him being mind-controlled was the fact that women had made a fanbase to talk down on the relationship he was currently in with her.

Y/n felt bad for being one of those people to make everything about her, but she swore every time they went out, people would ask about how Bucky felt about being in a relationship with someone who only works for the Avengers due to her accounting job, not even for having powers.

Y/n had grown insecure throughout the months with Bucky, and having Robert, the Sentry, in her ear every second of the day to warn her about the women reporters that meet up with Bucky, never helped her.

Almost every reporter Bucky, y/n’s boyfriend has are women. They’re not ugly either. Their usually Instagram models who volunteer to interview Bucky banded because two unbelievably hot people standing next to each other always blow the numbers on the internet.

Y/n hates how friends Bucky is, but deep down, she knows Bucky isn’t capable of cheating. Especially on a good girl like y/n. She isn’t like many women who only see him for his looks and think they can save him. She just truly loves Bucky without his year-long trauma and looks.

“Babe, I’m telling you it means nothing to me. You know our managers tell me to just go with the flow to keep my reputation up for being a somewhat decent guy,”

“They’re using you, Bucky. You don’t have to let women touch your arm or side hug you every second for the world to think you’re not going to assassinate anyone again. This isn’t a job anymore, it’s basically fucking slavery,”

Y/n never shouts, but her insecurities and the way they treat Bucky consume her almost every day. She just wants to be in a normal relationship. Why can’t anyone understand and respect that?

“Babe, look — I’ll talk to our manager, but I don’t think-“ Bucky tried saying, but y/n walked off within seconds. She’s tried, and hearing Bucky say the same thing every time she mentions the same situation only gets her more upset and stressed.

“Babe!” Bucky said, but y/n ignored him and made her way into their shared room. “She’ll be here when you get back,” Robert spoke in the corner of the room, sitting down on a bean bag with a book and a drink in his hands.

“Thank you, Bob,”

“Hey, y/n? Are you in there?” Robert asked outside of y/n's room door, a bit nervous to go through with this plan, but he couldn’t hold on any longer. “Yeah, just give me a second,”

Robert had thought her scattering around was due to his unexpected appearance, and he was right, but he wasn’t expecting to see her eyes glossy when she opened the door.

“Are you okay?” Robert asked with concern, but he knew this was a way in for himself. “Yes, yes,” y/n said as she wiped some tears that began leaking down her cheeks.

“Is this about Bucky?” Robert asked, making y/n shake her head instantly, not wanting to be one of those women who rant about their relationship when things aren’t working out too well.

“I know this isn’t a great time, but — I have something to show you,” Bucky said as he pulled out his phone, going to a clip of tonight’s live show to show y/n how much this one interviewer was on Bucky. He knew this would push y/n over the edge.

“I didn’t want to get in between anything, but this just didn’t sit right with me.” Robert gave his phone to y/n before starting a video he had searched for on the internet.

The video instantly had y/n’s heart drop and body shake. Bucky always did his best to keep his distance from women, but tonight, it seemed like he didn’t even try.

Some new interviewer y/n didn’t know kept touching Bucky every time she laughed, even going into a front hug to hide her face when he said some joke. Bucky never pushed her off or stepped to the side. Y/n felt like her relationship was over after the interviewer dropped the forbidden line.

“Your girlfriend is sooo lucky”

All Bucky did was laugh as the woman squeezed his muscles and even ran her hand down his chest slowly. The look she gave in the camera made y/n’s blood boil, yet she couldn’t do anything but cry.

“I’m so sorry, y/n,” Robert said as he followed y/n into her room after she walked away to run and jump into her shared bed. Robert closed and locked the door, knowing he was close.

“Hey, don’t cry, y/n — It’s his loss — He doesn’t deserve you,” Robert said, making y/n cry more as she curled up on the bed, upset that Bucky, her own boyfriend, couldn't respect her boundaries.

“Y/n, c’mon — You can’t get like this. If he comes back and sees you crying, he’ll think you’re weak and can get you back — He doesn’t deserve your tears, y/n, okay?”

Robert took a big step and reached out to y/n’s face, making her look at him as he rubbed her tears. She had never looked more beautiful to him. She looked perfect in shambles. She finally needed him to fix her.

“You don’t need him, baby, you got me now, okay?” Robert said in a low and calm voice that didn’t trigger y/n. “Just focus on me, and I’ll make you feel better, mhmkay? I would never hurt you, baby — Never,”

After the second time, y/n had finally caught on to Robert calling her a pet name that only Bucky calls her. That’s what made her stop crying and stay silent as she looked into the man’s eyes.

She was confused about why Robert was being so sweet and caring all of a sudden. They barely talk, yet he’s calling her baby. She didn’t know what to think, and he wasn’t helping with his soft rubs on her cheek.

“I-I think it’s time for me to go to sleep,” y/n said, not moving but still staring into his eyes. It’s like she was trapped in her confusion. “I think you should, and guess what? — I’ll be right here with you,”

Before y/n could say anything, the man got up from his knees and softly climbed to the side where Bucky would be lying on if he were here.

“The doors are locked, and I’m sure Bucky knows he has the couch tonight after doing what he did on national television.”

Robert continued to manipulate y/n’s mind, pulling her focus away from what Robert had been trying to do for the longest.

“But, I don’t know if you should be in here-“ y/n wanted to continue as she turned towards him, but cut herself off after seeing the man strip. She should’ve asked him what he was doing or pushed him off her bed, but she froze at his unbelievably fit body.

Robert always worse somewhat baggy clothes, so his physique is never seen by anyone but him and whoever he trains with.

“Don’t be scared, babe, it’s just a little skin,” Robert slightly smiled after getting his Jeans off. Now he was only in his boxers, allowing his V-line to bless y/n’s eyes. She knew she shouldn’t be looking, but the shock was real.

“Bobby, I-I don’t think you should be in here,” y/n said, hoping he’d understand, but Robert wasn’t walking away from this. “Don’t worry, baby, he wouldn’t know. As long as you don’t say anything, and keep it down if he comes home early,”

Y/n’s eyebrows raised in confusion until the huge man leaned into y/n, smashing his lips onto y/n to finally feel the taste of her mouth.

At first, y/n tried telling him this wasn’t appropriate, but within seconds, she melted. She couldn’t ignore how hot Robert was and how good he was making her feel at the moment. She was feeling seen.

“You’re so damn beautiful, baby,” Robert groaned in between their kiss as his hands roamed y/n’s body, eventually pushing her body on her back so he could climb over her. “He doesn’t deserve this at all,”

Y/n whined as the bigger man began sucking down on her neck, trying to mark her as his hands pulled apart her robe. She wouldn’t be needing this for the rest of the night if ever around him anymore.

“Bet you’re just so damn sweet and tight, right, baby? Is that why Bucky always talks about you? — God, baby, I can do so much fucking better,”

Y/n felt horrible once he said Bucky’s name, but instantly forgot about him all over again once Robert slipped two fingers into her heat, twisting and curling just the right way.

“B-Bob,” y/n’s hands went to grab his wrist, telling him to slow his role and maybe let her think about what she was putting herself into, but the man instantly used his other hand to gather her two hands and pin them over her head.

“Don’t stop me now, princess — I need this,”

Robert continues to finger fuck y/n, using his fingers like he had never before, as y/n arched her back, trying to find some comfort as a knot filled her stomach.

“P-Please, Bobby — It’s too much,” y/n begged, never being pushed to the edge this hard by anyone in her life. Bucky was a rough man in bed, but with passion. Robert wasn’t looking for passion. He wanted to make her feel a way Bucky could never.

“You’re tightening around me, baby. Just release, and we can move to the next step,” y/n shook her head, wanting to keep everything inside so she wouldn’t look too easy, but Robert was too damn good.

“Oh god,” y/n huffed out as her legs instantly locked up. “There you go, baby. Just like that. Give it to me,” Robert pleaded, eyes on y/n to watch her slowly crumble under his hold. She was finally his.

“That’s my girl,” Robert said as he pulled his fingers out and gave y/n a few slightly hard slaps on her lips, overstimulating y/n to fulfill his satisfaction. At the end of the day, he knew y/n would be too fucked it to piece everything together the next morning.

“I do feel a bit sorry for you, though, baby. You could barely take my fingers, and now you have to take my cock — You definitely don’t be able to keep those pretty little moans in,”

Y/n shook her head as she tried leaning up from her bed, but Robert pulled her hands to force her back onto her back.

“C’mere, baby, I won’t hurt you too bad — I promise it’ll feel good,” Robert said as he ripped off his boxers, revealing his cock he had been waiting to bury into her cunt for what feels like decades.

“You just don’t understand how fucking hard you make me, baby. I could fill you for fucking days,”

“Wait- Robert, we can’t do this. I-I’m on birth control, but something could still go wrong, and if it does, he could know-“ y/n tried saying, but the man quickly pushed himself inside of y/n until every inch of him was wrapped and covered.

“What is going to do about it? Tell me,” Robert growled, giving y/n a few little pounds to intimidate her. “Try and keep this a secret for as long as possible, but I’m not pulling out to make another man’s dreams come true before mine,”

Y/n thought she dared to finally tell Robert this wasn’t right, and that Bucky was her boyfriend, not him, but as soon as Robert's waist moved back and forth, thrusting into her with a lack of thought, she forgot what she was so upset about.

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A GOD (series)

pairing: dark!sentry x assistant!reader

summary: all y/n wanted was a job that paid well. with super humans overtaking the media, she decided to sign up for a job that’ll keep her around them in hopes of being seen as something special. not to long into working, y/n quit. she wanted to leave her workplace and start a new life. it didn’t take her long to do so, but it also didn’t take long for everything to come crashing down.

warnings: SA, kidnapping, murder, drugging, hostage, torture, trauma, dark theme, choking, manhandling, degrading, stalking, separation, begging, crying, etc.

notes: this is a mini-series, so if you’d like to add on to this small masterpiece, message us, inbox us, or comment under any Lewis Pullman fan fiction we’ve made!

PART ONE

PART TWO

PART THREE

PART FOUR ?? comment a few ideas for part three!

DO NOT READ IF SA TRIGGERS YOU!

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A GOD (part two)

pairing: dark!sentry x assistant!reader

summary: after that night with Robert, y/n couldn’t bare to be around him anymore. quittung was a hard process due to Valentina being who she is, but she ended up letting y/n go. thankfully, finding a job that paid a decent amount of money came to y/n quick, as well as a boyfriend. y/n could’ve sworn her life would finally be harmless.

warnings: stalking, stabbing, blood, threatening, begging, crying, kidnapping, manhandling, etc.

notes: we can make a part three out of this mini-series if you guys are interested.

PART ONE

PART THREE

PART FOUR ?? comment a few ideas for part three!

DO NOT READ IF SA TRIGGERS YOU!

By the time Robert left the room, y/n felt small, like she no longer knew who she was. The next morning, she learned that she had to quit. She couldn’t be a part of a business like this anymore.

She smiled, thanked Valentina, and lied in her face. She said another job had opened up with better pay. She didn’t want any bad blood with Valentina, and what else she could make Robert do to her. She tried to leave with respect.

She hoped she could move on quickly from what happened, but that quiet life ended within a few days of her quitting.

The calls began at night. There were some calm messages at first, telling her to come back, saying he needed her, but when she didn’t answer, the tone changed. Robert’s voice filled her phone with threats, reminders, and blame.

Every number she blocked was followed by another. It got to a point that every sound felt like him, even though he shouldn’t have known where she lives.

Eventually, the calls stopped. Months passed, and therapy helped even when it hurt.

Y/n finally landed a decent-paying job, and not long after, she met James.

James was a gentle man. He never rushed her, never questioned her, he listened when she spoke and stayed quiet when she could not. She ended up telling him everything, and he believed her without doubt.

“Are you okay, babe?” James, y/n’s boyfriend of six months, asked as he watched her smile fade away after he showed her the promise ring he bought for her. The two couples have always joked about how people spend so much money on the smallest things.

“Why?” Y/n asked, feeling a bit down on why her boyfriend actually wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. “Why not? We’ve been doing well, and it’s our sixth month anniversary. I feel like you deserve this,” James said.

Y/n’s eyes immediately began to tear up, not just because he’s willing to be with her forever, but also because of her past with the Avengers. He knows everything, and still sees something in her.

“A-Are you sure?” Y/n asked as he held his hand out for hers, wanting to put the ring on her himself. “I’m so sure,” James smiled as y/n slowly gave him her hand, spreading her fingers so that he could slip the prettiest ring she’s ever seen on her fingers.

For the rest of the night, y/n and James celebrated at dinner. The steak and caramelized onions he had ordered tasted like the best dish she’s ever had. He wanted to make sure tonight was special.

Now the two are on their way up to their penthouse, which James owns. He had the places decorated before they left. He wanted the whole night to be perfect.

“Close your eyes, okay?” Y/n did as told before he opened their front door. “Alright, now you can-“ James went to say until he was cut off by a hand wrapping around his mouth. He went to yell at y/n to run, but he instantly relaxed as the man holding him back poked his back with a knife.

“Can I open up?” Y/n asked, but there was no answer. James hated how he couldn’t earn her, but if he did, this could end up worse than what it’s supposed to be. He wanted to keep y/n safe.

“Baby, can I please open up?”

“Baby? Where was that with us?” Robert finally spoke, making y/n jump in spot as she uncovered her eyes. “No need to be scared, sweetheart. I won’t hurt you,” Robert grinned, knowing he had an evil night ahead of him.

“P-Please don’t hurt him,” y/n instantly began to sob quietly, hoping not to anger him with how scared she was of him. “I don’t think I can promise that, y/n. He came in between us,”

James tried pulling away a few times, but Robert was far stronger than him. James wasn’t getting anywhere.

“P-Please, Robert,” y/n begged, knowing the smirk on his face couldn’t be good. “Any last words, dickhead?” Robert asked as he slowly removed his hands from James' mouth.

“Y/n, run!” was all James could get out before Robert stabbed the man in his back, knowing he hit a vital spot that wouldn’t be too easy to come back from.

Y/n watched as her boyfriend’s body dropped to the floor. That’s when she saw the knife, and it was bloody. Robert had officially lost his mind.

Y/n looked down at her boyfriend, hoping this was all some sick joke, but after she saw him trying his best to form words, she knew this was real life. Robert had come for her.

Y/n listened to James last words, turned around, and ran as fast as she could. The elevator wasn’t too far, but Robert was fast.

“Get in that elevator, and I’ll make your life worse than it already is,” Robert threatened, but y/n couldn’t stop running. She needed to get away from him. There’s no one around to stop whatever he had planned. Just like last time.

“You will regret it,” Robert said as the doors to the elevator closed a few feet in front of him. Y/n sighed in relief, thankful for getting away. All she could do was cry uncontrollably as soon as she remembered James. He may die because of her.

“James — James!” Y/n said to herself as she remembered another James in her life. Bucky Barnes. He had given her his number at some event, hoping she would help him bring Valentina down. Now she regretted that she didn’t.

Y/n fumbled through her bag as the bottom floor came close.

“Barnes. Barnes. Barnes,” y/n repeated as she scrolled through her contacts for Bucky’s information until she finally found it and called. The phone rang for a while, but he surprisingly picked up.

“Y/n y/l/n?” Bucky asked, already having her name saved in his contacts, hoping one day she would change her mind and contact him. “Yes- Bucky? I-I need your help,”

Bucky lifted himself up from his bed, already feeling like something was off. He could hear it in her voice. Maybe today was the day.

“What’s wrong? Is it Valentina?” Bucky asked. “No — Well, yes, but not directly,” y/n said, only confusing Bucky. “Y/n, what happened? I haven’t heard from you in months. Did something happen?” Bucky seemed concerned.

“So much happened. So so much, and I’m sorry for never speaking up. I’m so sorry,” y/n teared up, thinking about James all over again. He’s upstairs alone with Robert. What if he officially finished him off?

“Y/n, y/n, calm down. Just tell me what happened,” Bucky said, now putting her on speaker so he could get up and get dressed. “It’s Robert. He’s off the rails. He’s dangerous. He hurt me. H-He, uh- He r-“ right as y/n went to break everything down to Bucky, the elevator doors opened, and there he was.

“Who’s that? Already cheating on me again?” Robert sarcastically asked. Before she could yell for Bucky, Robert supper-stepped over to her, grabbed her phone, and crushed it.

Y/n had heard Bucky speaking through the phone, confusingly saying her name, before Robert destroyed her phone.

“I should take you right here and right now, but I don’t want to embarrass you. I’ll let you process it,” Robert threatened again before grabbing y/n and dragging her out of the elevator.

Y/n screamed, kicked, punched, and cried, but nothing was working. He was too strong, and no one was working the desk at the moment. No one was ever around when Robert lashed out. Will Bucky even find out what she meant on the phone, or is she done for? The thought of Robert kidnapping her made her stomach drop, and her eyes burned with tears.

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could u write more for owen taylor......... pretty please with sprinkles on top

note: Owen Taylor is still one of my top celebrity rushed. that man is unbelievably fine.. I need him in more movies NOW! inbox and DM us some requests with details of how you want your story written.

At first, y/n thought working for a church would take too much time and fun away from the rest of her college, but in actuality, it made college life more exciting.

She gets to travel with the kids she watches over, she gets free food and drinks daily, money is automatically given for her participation, and she’s making a lot of new friends her own age.

Y/n was never a religious person, and still isn’t. That’s why she thought this wouldn’t be a good idea, but after being around her new friends, she realized you can work with a church and still be a party person.

“Are you coming out with us tonight?” One of y/n’s close church friends asked as y/n walked into the bathroom to take a vape break. Y/n knew it was immature, but she swore they only did it for laughter.

“Where were you guys thinking?” Y/n asked, pulling out her own vape she had just bought to slightly fit in. She was never known to be a smoker, but alcohol is definitely something that calls her name.

“We’re in Cali, so anywhere,” y/n’s friend laughed. They’ve all been in California for a couple of days now, and the group thinks it’s time to go out like they usually do. Y/n had heard the best nights are in California and Vegas. Thankfully, she’s in one of those states for a week.

“I’m surprised we haven’t seen Owen Taylor out when we sneak. You know he isn’t as religious as people make him seem like, right? I mean, he continuously has kids with that girl,”

Y/n laughed at her friend because they’d all mentioned that about Owen. Y/n had even caught him smoking behind the church last year, but never said anything. He seemed stressed, and y/n was too much of a saint herself.

“What are we laughing at in here? Aren’t you girls supposed to be taking care of the kids?”

Y/n and her friends jumped with short screams once they realized whose voice that belonged to. They just hoped he didn’t hear them, or they’d be in trouble.

“Sorry, sir,” some of the girls said as they hid their vapes and made their way out of the bathroom. Y/n lagged behind as she struggled to put her vape in her tight back pocket. She hated these jeans, but they were the only size left that the church gave out to her.

“And, what is that?” Owen asked with a sigh, knowing he caught one of the other organization's college employees with those vapers. “Nothing,” y/n said, finally got her pink thick geek bar in the back of her pocket, but Owen wasn’t having it.

As y/n walked by, Owen quickly stuck his hand inside of her pocket, trying to pull out her vape. “Hey!” Y/n shouted, going to turn around to prevent him from digging further, but the older man wrapped his free arm around her waist to keep her in place.

“Stop it,” Owen hissed as he dug deeper until he finally got a hold of her vape and pulled it out. “Are we serious? Didn’t your people tell you guys to leave this out and away from trips at other churches?”

Y/n’s heart dropped at the sudden feeling of disappointment. Owen Taylor never asks for much when people come to his church, yet y/n broke one of his top rules.

“My office after sessions,”

Y/n stood in fear as the man walked out. If he contacts the people she works for, she could be fired and lose everything, keeping her active and happy during her college career.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Taylor, I was just-“ y/n tried explaining herself, but Owen wasn’t having it at all. “I didn’t ask for much, yet you broke the top rule,” Owen said as he got up from his chair and made his way around his desk.

“I know, it’s just — I didn’t think you were going to come into the woman’s bathroom…” y/n said, voice getting lower as she spoke. She’s slightly upset that at the way Owen found out she had a vape. He had no business to be in that bathroom without knocking.

“You callin’ me a perv, y/n?” Owen asked, making y/n’s eyes widen. She understood that she’d been with the church for a year and sees Owen occasionally, but she never speaks to him. How does he know her name?

“I wasn’t even that upset because you’ve caught me vulnerable before too, but damn — I didn’t expect you to think so down about me,”

“I-I didn’t mean that, though,” y/n said, making him chuckle just a step away from her figure that pressed against his desk. “But, you do think I’m having too many kids, right?”

Y/n’s eyes widen as she stays in place, frozen at the reminder that she and her friends were talking about before he barged into the bathroom.

“Oh, now we’re quiet? You know that’s very inappropriate — Yeah?” To y/n’s surprise, Owen pulled y/n’s own vape out and waved it in her face. She wanted to grab it, but instead stayed still and silent.

“This doesn’t taste too bad,” Owen said before wrapping his smooth lips around her vape to take a long puff. The way the smoke looked coming out of his mouth made her twitch between her legs. She didn’t know why. She felt disgusted by herself…

“How much do you smoke? It’s only at nighty present,” Owen asked, confusing y/n. Why wasn’t he upset? And, why wasn’t her boss in here scolding her about breaking the rules?

“O-Only a little,” y/n told the truth, making Owen raise an eyebrow. “So, you drink but don’t smoke?” He asked, surprisingly y/n almost every time he opened his mouth. “What?” Y/n tried playing dumb, but Owen wasn’t stupid.

“I’ve seen you sneak out — Multiple times,” Owen said, now making y/n feel embarrassed. He was dropping so much on her, she didn’t know what to say anymore. He had so much on her. Why wasn’t he telling her boss by now?

“Where do you guys even go? Must be good places if you’re coming back sloppy drunk every time,” his words stung her a bit, but Owen didn’t mean it rudely. Y/n still hasn’t noticed the flirting Owen was putting up with her. All she was was terrified of losing her job.

“I don’t think you should go out tonight, sweetheart. Cali’s pretty dangerous for an innocent girl like you,” Owen trolled y/n with a chuckle as he gave her back her vape. “Don’t let me catch you,”

‘Remember if you’re late ur getting left’ was all y/n read before putting her phone down. All day, y/n couldn’t stop thinking about Mr. Taylor. It felt like he was everywhere she looked today, and every time she looked around for him, he was already looking at her. It’s like he was waiting for her to slip up.

Y/n had already gotten dressed, but the thought of Owen waiting right outside the window they planned to sneak out of continued to run through her head. He already let her off easy.

‘y/n are you in your way?’

Y/n sighed once she read the message from her friend. She wanted to respond and tell them to leave without her, but she had been waiting to party in California for so long.

The dress she had just bought hugged her body just right. Her dress was short and showed a lot of thigh. The number one thing she loved about her outfit was her breasts, which showed more than her usual dresses do.

After a while of staring at herself, y/n decided to grab the rest of her things, put them in her small purse, and make her way towards her bedroom door.

As soon as y/n opened the door, she was met with Owen, who leaned against her dorm frame with his head tilted. The look in his eyes was something y/n couldn’t explain. It’s like he was here all night, waiting.

“And, what do you think you’re doing?” Owen spoke, eyes locked onto y/n and the outfit he had been waiting for y/n to put on. Any time Owen saw y/n sneaking out with her friends, he couldn’t help but notice how good she looked. The only thing disappointing is that she would dress that way for other men, and not him.

“Oh, I was just — I was just going to get something from my friend’s room,” y/n said, trying to save herself, but couldn’t. Owen saw straight through her, and she knew that.

“Yeah, no one’s believing that, sweetheart,” Owen said as he stepped towards y/n. Y/n took a step back and continued as he kept getting closer. He had closed and locked the door behind him without looking, which only made y/n’s heart quicken.

“Well, you caught me, so you can go now,” y/n said, trying to turn in the small hotel room while walking backwards, but she continued to bump into objects, making Owen snicker.

“You’re running out of space,” Owen tried to want y/n, but she wouldn’t listen. That was until her back was against the wall inside the room. Owen didn’t stop stepping towards her until he was just a few inches in front of her.

“Told ya,” Owen smirked down at the younger lady, seeing how shaky she was at his presence. Owen wasn’t an unattractive guy. He was actually too attractive. He almost seemed fake. This whole situation felt fake to y/n, but she could feel his breathing so close to her skin.

“Got all dolled up just to get caught. What a shame, yeah?” Y/n looked to the side, wanting to avoid Owen's perfect eyes, but Owen slowly and softly grabbed her chin to make her look back at her.

“Who were you trying to impress, princess?” Owen asked y/n, feeling like she had a small wish in the back of her head. “No one,” y/n breathed out, hoping she sounded convincing enough.

“I don’t think that’s the truth, honey. I’ve been around my wife enough to know when women are desperate — and, lying,” Owen added, making y/n’s heart skip a beat.

“So, tell me — Who were you trying to impress tonight, y/n?” Y/n tried her best, but the way his breath and lips grazed on her neck, she couldn’t keep herself together anymore. “Y-You,”

All day, y/n had been wanting to go out with her friends. Why doesn’t she? It’s California, and the hottest men live here, but the way Owen slightly flirted with her earlier made her hope he’d catch her. She just didn’t think he’d go this far if he did.

“Oh, really?” Owen asked, now slowly moving down her body until his knees touched the ground. “What are you doing?” Y/n asked low, shaking at his presence even though she’s been waiting for it ever since she started getting dressed.

“Just wanna see what you wore for me today, baby,” Owen’s voice came out a little rusty as his hands pulled the girl's somewhat tight dress up until her panties showed. The wet spot she had instantly made Owen’s head spin.

“You just knew I was comin', huh?” Owen asked as he slowly started pulling her panties down until they reached her mid-thigh. “Fucking hell, y/n,” was all Owen had to say.

In all the years he’s been with his wife, she had never prepared herself for him. Even though they have seen a lot, he would like a few new changes. Maybe something like what he was seeing now.

Y/n had taken the time out of her night to shave when she showered, oil down herself down, and leave a pretty heart patch right at the top of her pussy for him to see if he caught her today.

“I bet you taste good too.” Before y/n could process what he said, the older man pushed his face in between her legs, sucking and licking her folds with as much roughness as he thought she needed.

“O-Owen,” y/n moaned low, saying his first name for the first time. “Keep moanin', baby — Only makes me want you more,” Owen groaned into her heat as his hands roamed under her dress.

“P-Please, slow down,” y/n begged as the man began sucking down harder on her bud. She could feel her legs ready to give out if he continued to work his tongue against her like this.

“Stop moving, sweetheart,” Owen hummed, trying to keep her in place with his hands, but her legs wouldn’t stop moving. “I-I can’t, Owen, please,” y/n whined as her bud began twitching in his mouth.

“That’s it,” Owen spoke as her juice leaked down the man’s chin. His eyes locked on y/n, loving the way she struggled as she tried keeping herself together. She was embarrassed by how fast she crumbled over the man.

“Please!” Y/n accidentally shouted as she pushed Owen off her. “I-I’m sorry- I’m sorry, it’s just — I-It was too much. I-I’m sensitive,” y/n to stutter heavily, hoping she didn’t ruin anything.

Owen scanned the girl's figure, watching her body shake as juice leaked down her legs. She had looked prettier than ever.

“You think a little orgasm is enough for me, princess? I’ve been waiting for so long, y/n. I’ve tried getting close to you, but every time, your organization would cancel my visits for a better church. Now, after months, I’ve finally got you here — And, I’m not stopping because you’re sensitive,”

Owen wasted no time getting up and grabbing a handful of y/n’s hair to run her around and press her stomach against the wall.

“You taste so fucking good, so I know you feel good,” Owen said as he reached into his night sweats to pull his fully hard cock out and quickly push through y/n’s folds. “Owen!” Y/n cried out loudly, instantly making Owen slap his hand over her mouth.

“Nah uh- Keep it down. You know these walls are thick,” Owen growled in the young girl's ear as he snapped his hips against her ass. “Owen, please,” y/n continued to cry in pleasure as her walls tightened around him.

“Ssh, princess, I’ve got you. Just relax, and I’ll do the rest, mhmkay? Gonna take good care of you,” Owen whispered in your y/n’s ear, loving the sounds she made when the man gave her an extra few slams.

“How would you feel if I filled you up tonight, princess. Gonna go off with your organization on that field trip like I didn’t pound you the night before?” Y/n stayed silent, trying to figure out how she could lie to him, but she couldn’t. Being filled by someone like Owen would fulfill her dreams.

“What would your friends think, huh? Will you go off and tell them? Ruin my marriage just so I can find you and fill you up again for being a little brat,”

Owen’s one hand was still on her mouth while the other gripped down on her waist, pulling her into his thrusts harder to assert the small dominance he wanted over her.

“I’m gonna pick up this new job where I choose which organizations to visit every couple of weeks, and yours will be the only one. This won’t be our last night, princess,”

[darnell-la]

I’VE NEEDED YOU FOR TOO LONG

pairing: robert reynolds x reader

summary: Robert, known as the sentry, is seen as the sweetest man alive. everyone has started to love him even after the incident that went on downtown. that isn’t how Robert is, and he fished he hadn’t done such a thing, so he’d have more confidence to ask out y/n. after too much time without being with her, he decided to make his move. no, he’s not evil, but he isn’t all that sweet either.

warnings: pressuring, needy Bob, manhandling, slight denial, hair pulling, pinning, rough sex, breeding kink, etc

note: yes, we’re still in love with Lewis Pullman. fight us if needed. the man is unbelievably hot.

WE DO NOT ACCEPT COPYRIGHTING!

Parties weren’t really y/n’s entertainment, so every time Alexei would throw one, she’d usually stay in her room. The only time she’d leave was if she needed some snacks and a drink for her movie nights.

As y/n enjoyed her alone time in her room, Robert hated the alone time at Alexei’s parties. Yes, people would come up to him because of who he is, the Sentry, but at times, he just wanted to get away from that.

Robert had grown a small crush on y/n for the past couple of months. She just moved in because of the help she was for Valentina, and ever since the day she moved in, Robert couldn’t stand not talking to her. It’s most likely his day revolved around her, which was crazy.

Robert and y/n barely talk. They’re both silent. They are both always off in their own corner or room. And, they both hate long conversations.

Robert wants to respect y/n personal space. He wants to understand that maybe they should just be work buddies, but Robert knew who he was before becoming the Sentry.

His confidence has always been low, but he knew he could still get a good number of women. He wasn’t exactly ugly. What made tonight better was that he was in one of his highs. The confidence he had was blowing through the roof.

“Just came out here for some snacks,” y/n said as she stuffed her usual bed before making her way back to her room. Robert silently followed as he scanned y/n’s figure. Her ass looked amazing in those shorts…

“Hey- Wait up!” Robert said, now jogging towards y/n. “Oh, hey, Bob,” y/n smiled after she noticed who called her name. “What are you up to?” Robert asked as she opened her room door. “Nothing really. I might watch one more movie before heading to bed,”

“Bed? It’s kind of early, isn’t it?” Robert asked as he stepped into her room. “I’m just tired, that’s all,” y/n said as she placed her stuff on her desk. “Maybe we could watch a movie together? — I’m just bored, that’s why I’m asking,”

“Oh, well-“ y/n said, wanting to accept but realizing that would be inappropriate. He was her coworker, and she had no sofa in her room yet. Only a bed, and if anyone came through the door and saw them two on a bed, tension would grow in the tower. What would be worse is if her room door is locked with Robert inside.

“Maybe we can watch a movie another time. Like, when I get a couch or maybe at the movie theater,” y/n denied the man without wanting to. That had instantly made Robert’s heart drop.

“Why not now?” He asked. “As I said, I don’t have a couch. We’d only be able to be on my bed. That would be a bit inappropriate, right?” Y/n said, making Robert sigh. “Who cares? It’s not like there’s a rule saying anything about this.”

“What’s this?” Y/n asked, confused about where he was trying to go with this situation. “Y/n, I’m not just here to watch a movie. I’m here to spend time with you. I’ve barely seen you all night,” Robert tried keeping back how much he wanted to be with her right now.

“Bob, look — You’re sweet and all, but I just came along. We haven’t even really spoken. Maybe you don’t even feel a certain way about me, so I think it’s best we just end this now,”

“Why are you talking about? I think I’m old enough to know if I like someone or not, y/n,” Robert said, now getting a bit irritated at the fact she was laughing him away. “I don’t know, Bob,” y/n said, eyes looking worried.

“Look at me,” Robert said as he walked towards y/n and lifted her head to look at him. “Just one night, and you can decide what we can be when I’m done,” Robert suggested. “I-I don’t know if that’s a good idea, Bobby,” y/n stressed.

“C’mon — Just go with the flow,” Robert said as he began backing y/n up until her bottom hit her bed. That's when he turned the younger girl around and began touching and grinding all over her.

He hated pressuring, but it’s been too long. There’s no way y/n doesn’t see how much Robert needs her. She’s torturing him by trying to take things slow or take no step at all. She needs her now.

“B-Bob, I really don’t know about this,” y/n slightly moved away from his touch, but couldn’t bring herself to actually get away from him. She’d be lying if she said she’s never thought Robert Reynolds, the Sentry, was too hot to handle.

“I think you’ll be just fine, sweetheart. Trust me, I’ll treat you good. I’ll be perfect for you, okay? Just let me in,”

Robert continued by pulling y/n’s shorts down, taking in the view of her round and beautiful ass. “Fuck,” Robert grunted as his hands came down on her skin, now massaging both of her cheeks. She was meant just for him.

“You were hiding all of this from me — Why?” Robert asked, confusing y/n. “I-I didn’t know you liked me- I just — I just keep to myself,” y/n said as Robert hummed, reaching into his pants until he pulled himself out and stroked.

“Yeah? You keep to yourself? Well, I do too — We’re meant for each other,” y/n had no idea where this all had come from, but Robert did. He had been waiting to be with y/n for months, and when he pulled her panties to the side to see her wet mess, he only grew angrier.

“So many days have gone by that I haven’t used you. I should’ve taken you the day we met. Breeded you. Marked you. Made you mine from the beginning,”

Robert leaned into y/n so that his face was next to hers. He neared her to hear every groan he let out as he pushed into her hole.

“R-Robert, fuck!” Y/n squealed as her legs locked up and her stomach began to ache. He was thick and locked. Too thick and locked. If he continued, she swore she’d pass out. “S-Slow down, please- I-I can’t take it,” y/n begged, hands gripping the sheets as he chuckled into her ear.

“You think I’m taking this slow, y/n? All those days passed, and you expect me to take it easy on your pussy, baby? — Ah uh,”

Robert grabbed a full hand of y/n’s hair and pushed her into the sheets as his other hand pushed down on her waist, making sure her body jolted every time he pounded into her.

“Goddamnit,” Robert’s u couldn’t stop. Her heart gripped her to the right to not finish fast. “Yeah, I’m gonna cum in you, baby. Gonna fill this pretty girl up and act like I could never do such a thing,”

Robert knew the crew saw him as this huge man with a sweet and calm personality. Robert’s real self was looked over, but the thought of him fucking everything into y/n while hiding behind everyone else’s back, made him twitch.

“Ah huh — You’re meant just for me,”