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Bob Reynolds (The Void) x F!Reader [18+ smut]

Undone by the tension between them, the strongest member of the team makes their pretty little assistant ride him (fingering + PIV) ♥️

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The Thunderbolts- New Avengers had insisted on getting an assistant (“because Valentina had an assistant”). Valentina had rolled her eyes, but a glare from Yelena had her scrambling to acquiesce to their ridiculous demand.

That’s how you ended up stumbling out of the elevator one day, awkwardly waving at the team- family. You looked around the room, nervously approaching the friendliest-looking member. “H-hello…” You reached out to shake the hand of the shaggy-haired man, but everyone yelled at you to stop. In a panic, you grabbed his hand anyway, suddenly face to face with your darkest trauma.

You stood there, shocked still, so absorbed in your memory that you didn’t see the man approach you, a guilty expression on his face.

You blinked back into reality, eyes flickering from your connected hands to his face, still sporting a guilty look. You looked at him in confusion, questions on your tongue.

Shocked gasps pulled your attention away, and it was then that you realized you were crying. You moved to wipe them away quickly, but the group rushed to your side, offering awkward attempts at comfort.

You were quickly accepted into the family after that, with everyone insisting you live at the (New) Avengers Tower full-time. Unsurprisingly, because they had demanded an assistant without really knowing what you’d do for them, you became more of a companion to Bob when the rest of the team was out on missions.

With your presence, Bob found a way to feel useful beyond doing household chores.

When you burned yourself baking cookies, Bob was dragging you to the sink as soon as a cry had left your lips. He ran your hand under cold water, holding your wrist gently but firmly. The intensity in his eyes confused you, but it was infinitely better that the scolding you would have received in the past by- it didn’t matter. You gave him a sheepish grateful smile.

When you needed to reach something on a high shelf, Bob always appeared behind you, handing you the item with a smile that left you weak in the knees. In fact, that seemed to be a more common occurrence as time went on. Even Yelena and Ava complained about the changed arrangement of certain items, but the men shrugged them off. You shrugged it off as well.

Everyone in your new family was kind to you, but Bob gave you the allowance to be clumsy. To overthink and make mistakes. He was always there, catching you and helping you. It was nice, nice in a way that left you looking after him longingly.

And this afternoon was just like the others.

Your eyes roamed to Bob, sitting on the couch absorbed in a movie. The sun shone behind him, casting him in an illuminating glow. You sighed wistfully, barely focused on the task you were doing.

Your eyes raked down his body, remembering the surprisingly fit body you’d discovered lay beneath deceptive clothing. You forced your eyes back in front of you, scolding yourself for the millionth time.

You heard a grunt, then a “come here” in a voice that oddly reminded you of Bob. You turned around panicked, hoping an intruder hadn’t gotten to you both, only to see a Void where Bob had just been sitting.

You’d been briefed, of course. And it was part of kind and caring Bob, so you couldn’t possibly be scared. So you obeyed it- him.

You walked up to him, looking into the abyss to find the only light in him. “Yes?”

You fell forward, stumbling on nothing with a yelp as if gravity was playing with you again. You reached out in front of you, grabbing onto him desperately for support. He gripped your waist, stabilizing you.

The action quickly calmed your mind, reminding you of how Bob treated you. That was when you realized, too late, that you were sprawled in his lap.

Bob was always understanding, but this time you really should apologize for your clumsiness.

“You have always looked at him longingly”, his voice pulls you from your thoughts, “but lose focus the moment you are in my lap?” The grip on your waist tightens slightly, but not enough to hurt.

“I-I…” You’re caught, a deer in the headlights.

“I have had enough”, he says. He lifts you slightly off his lap, enough to fit his hand underneath. “Hold onto my shoulders.”

You gasp as he tugs your shirt up enough to expose your panties to him. It paid off to wear baggy shirts around the tower. He lets out a deep breath, running a hand up the inside of your thigh.

You shudder, your hold on his shoulders tightening. He runs a knuckle over the front of your panties, earning him a whine and a slightly slicked finger.

“V-Void”, I pant, “Do you… does he…”

“Yes, so let me take care of you.” He hooks a finger on the waistband of your panties and tugs down. You help him shimmy it down far enough, an embarrassing slick dripping when you do.

He slowly pushes a finger inside of you, and you gasp at the bewildering sensation. It feels amazing. Whatever he’s made of, you want more of it.

He drinks in your expression, wrapping his other hand around the back of your neck. He doesn’t want your head to roll back and deprive him of your expressions. He pushes his finger inside as far as it goes, aided by your rapidly wetting cunt.

“O-oh.”

He starts pumping his finger, exploring your scorching insides. You cry out at his ministrations. Sufficiently satisfied, he adds another finger. “I am going to stretch you out, reconfigure you for me.”

He thrusts his fingers again, being mindful to use a third to rub your clit. “F-fuck, Void”, you whine.

“Yes”, he says simply, curling his fingers inside you. You cry out, trying to move, but something seems to be holding you in place. It’s dizzying.

“Void, I can’t move. I need to-”

“I have you. I always do. Let me do it for you.” He pumps his fingers inside you, squelching as he does. “Just hold onto me.” And then he’s off, fucking up into you with his hand.

“Ah ah ah” You’re lost in the sensations, but he won’t even let you roll your head back. You’re forced to face him, the abyss you triggered with your needy gaze and hesitation. “Void, Void, if you keep going like that…”

He smiles, another source of light appearing. “Go ahead, cum for me.” He buries his hand in your hair, gently massaging you. His other hand is busy buried in your pussy, fucking you without relent.

“Void, V-Void, I’m gonna-“ You cry out, a wave crashing over you. He pumps into you endlessly, ensuring you make the most of your orgasm. You slump against him, mind blank momentarily.

When you return to your senses, Bob is looking at you with intense adoration.

“Bob”, you say tenderly. Overwhelmed with affection, you wrap your arms around his neck, kissing him passionately.

He pries your lips open with his tongue, inviting himself in further until you’re both gasping for breath.

He takes this opportunity to touch you everywhere he can, lifting your shirt off and unlatching your bra. “Beautiful”, he murmurs. He runs his hands over your chest, rubbing and pinching your nipples.

His arousal, evident and strained, rubs against your naked pussy.

With a sharp intake of breath, he decides to divest himself of his clothes. It’s not long before you’re both naked on the couch, and he’s cupping your face in his hands. “I like you, may I have you?”

Your smile lights up his world. “I like you too, Bob. And yes, you may.”

When he sinks you down onto his cock, it almost feels like the Void’s preparation wasn’t enough. You whimper into his shoulder, and he rubs your back soothingly as he pushes in slowly. “You’re doing so well.” He mutters in encouragement. “You can take it, I know you can. I’ll help.” He gently guides you down, until you’ve hit the hilt.

He pauses then, nuzzling into your neck. “So wet, and yet…” He pulls back to look at you.

You watch a bead of sweat drip down his face. “You can move now”, you tell him softly.

He wraps his arms tightly around your waist, pulling his cock out halfway. Then he takes a deep breath and impales you.

You cry out his name, mewling obscenely as he loses himself in you. “You’re more than anything I imagined…”, he groans.

“I wanted you so badly…” He fucks like a man obsessed.

“Bob, w-wait, let me participate too.”

His tight grip unravels, only to travel down to your hips. You roll your hips slowly, aided by his hands. You both moan at the sensation.

He kisses you gently, savoring the feeling as you fuck. You moan out his name, and he swallows it all.

He tilts his head, aiming deeper. He wants to kiss you thoroughly. You mewl against him, skin slapping against skin unabashedly.

It’s getting hot again, but this time a crawling inferno to the scorching explosion the Void fucked you through. And it’s just as overwhelming. “Bob, I’m g-getting close again. Are you?”

He groans. “Let me get you there.” His thrusts start getting more intense.

“Together, want us to cum together.”

You hear him grunt. “If that’s what you want, I’ll give it to you.” Oh god.

He starts rutting into you. “I want to be useful to you.” No, it’s too much.

He looks at you, golden flecks in his eyes. “Fuck, I want you to NEED me.”

You sob out your orgasm, only to be hit by the intensity of his own. He says your name like a mantra, fucking you through it like the Void did.

You scratch at his back, but then your eyes roll back and you black out again, a blissed out smile on your face. He holds you tenderly, pressing a gentle kiss to your hair as he slowly rubs your back.

Guys… who was gonna tell me the thunderbolts* fandom has shipping discourse. Like… the weaponization of the nuclear family trope makes me so sad. Like.. pls keep it a harmless headcanon omg. Like girl if you ship them.. SHIP THEM! WHO CARES!! Bob x Bucky, Yelena x Bob, or they can all hold hands!! It’s YOUR interpretation of the characters!! Why is there shipping discourse?! JUST DO WHATEVER YOU WANT! Its fandom!! OMG

GO AHEAD AND SHIP THAT SHIP! MAKE IT PLATONIC MAKE IT ROMANTIC!! JESUS DUDE DO WHAT U WANT AND IGNORE THE SHIPPING DRAMA OMG!

Like headcanon them the way you want. Ship em how you want. Do what you want. Like obviously dude it’s fandom. Just treat eachother with respect ya know??

I’m getting voltron shipping wars flashbacks