Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Ghost (Sweden Band)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Cardinal Copia | Papa Emeritus IV | Frater Imperator/Reader
Characters: Cardinal Copia | Papa Emeritus IV | Frater Imperator
Additional Tags: Recreational Drug Use, Penetrative Sex, Penis In Vagina Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Squirting and Vaginal Ejaculation, Intoxication, Hot Tub Sex
Series: Part 3 of Lemony Goodness
Summary:
You and Frater finally have some time off together for a little vacation
Part 3 is out my lovely people!! I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing (and imagining) it!
starvels’ Smut Recs for @cap-ironman Steve/Tony Fic Rec Week 2024
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(touch me) at the seams by welcoming_disaster @welcomingdisaster
Tags: Established Relationship, Avengers Vol. 8 (2018), BDSM, Bondage, Impact Play, Smut, Anal Sex, Blow Jobs, Gags, Mild Angst, Painplay, Tony Stark's General Control Issues, Dom Steve Rogers, Sub Tony Stark, with a hint of switching, Solid B+ BDSM etiquette, Enthusiastic Consent, Mild Breathplay, Subspace
Summary: Tony wants more out of his relationship with Steve and gets it.
Notes: A bruise-beautiful exploration of BDSM realism and messy love in-between Steve and Tony, interwoven in the context of their superhero lives.
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down the rabbit hole by starvels
Tags: Iron Man Armor/Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, Plot What Plot, Implied Consent, Armor Kink, Sparring, Superpower Sex, Heavy BDSM, Risk Aware Consensual Kink, Masochism, Dom/sub, Sub Steve Rogers, Dom Iron Man, Dom Tony Stark, Anal Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Deepthroating, Ass to Mouth, Overstimulation, Multiple Orgasms, Leashes, Collars, Bondage, deep penetration, Large insertions, Size Kink, Strength Kink, Blood Kink, Spanking, Slapping, Nipple Torture, Humiliation, Technological Kink, Power Dynamics, Steve Rogers is Not a Virgin, Open Relationships, Somnophilia (Referenced), Come as Lube
Summary: Steve spends an entire afternoon at the mercy of the Iron Man armor.
He gets exactly what he asks for, and then some.
Notes: 25k of intense RACK Iron Man armor kink. You already know if this is your meal ticket. Punch it in, bud.
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Whole Lotta Love by lomku @oluka
Tags: Bodyswap, Sparring, Established Relationship, Porn with a little bit of Plot, BDSM, Risk Aware Consensual Kink, Dom Steve Rogers, Sub Tony Stark, Bottom Steve Rogers, Dirty Talk, Tenderness, Avengers Vol. 8 (2018), Iron Man Vol. 6 (2020), Rough Sex, Topping from the Bottom
Summary: Tony and Steve get hit by a spell that makes them switch bodies. They decide to make use of the opportunity to play out one of Steve's kinks.
Notes: THIS! is! the body swapping power dynamics exploration you have been looking for. Beautiful hot steam, thoughtfully sculpted into a one interchangeable form.
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Wishing You'd Dreamt Me by Kiyaar @kiyaar
Tags: hickmanvengers, Mindwipe, PWP, Angst, Secrets, BDSM, Gags, Guilt, incursions, Bondage, Messy Power Dynamics, Established Relationship, Betrayal
Summary: Steve keeps enforcing his own silence, keeps parcelling himself up to give to Tony, for Tony's enjoyment at Steve’s expense. Keeps writing blank emotional checks.
Notes: Slide yourself riiiight into this mess and immerse yourself in Steve and Tony and the heaving guilt and sweltering heat between them like a happy lil gator going to swamp town.
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Deep In the Woods by dirigibleplumbing @dirigibleplumbing
Tags: Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Sexual Fantasy, Oral Sex, Dubious Consent, Rape/Non-con Elements, Face-Fucking, Facials, Begging, Choking, Tony talks about Civil War but don't expect a conversation between two people meeting each other as equals lol, Not A Fix-It, Not A Happy Ending, Avengers: Prime (2010), Avengers Vol. 4 (2010)
Summary: In the aftermath of an argument that ended with Steve yelling that Tony was off the Avengers, Tony comes to find out if Steve still means it.
What can Steve say? There’s a war between them, one Tony erased from his memory. Tony’s still a traitor and a liar. He needs to face the consequences of his actions.
And Steve needs to stop fantasizing about how he saw Tony violated in Jotunheim.
Notes: Raise your glass to toast this Messy Possessive Visceral Consent-Fucky SteveTony Banger Of A Jam with me, altogether now.
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make the most of my own surrender by fuckofdaedalus @the-faultofdaedalus
Tags: Risk Aware Consensual Kink, Impact Play, Whipping, Established Relationship, Fluff and Smut, Extremis, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Safety Goggles
Summary: They both had a thing for it, both ways round, being marked up by eachother, but before now, it was mostly just fantasy, when it came to Steve. He healed too quickly for that, for any marks Tony put on him to last longer than an hour or two. After Extremis, Steve had thought I’d be the same for Tony, and had both mourned the lost of being able to mark him up and had felt privately relieved that they would be on more equal ground, now. And then Tony had revealed that he could actually control how fast he healed. And that had been. Well.
That’d done a lot for Steve. That he could mark Tony up with a crop or a switch or just his bare hand, and that not only would he keep those marks, but that if he did, he was choosing to, actively, keep them. Because it also did it for him, and because he knew how much it did it for Steve.
And then Tony had suggested that he could give other people Extremis. And that he could probably whip up a version that could control Steve’s healing. And. Well.
Here they were.
Notes: This fic shouts SWITCH RIGHTS loud and clear and we must all tune in to hear the gorgeous bill of those rights! Some transhumanism w your kink?? Yessir !
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give you everything by tinystark616 @tinystark616
Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Bottom Steve Rogers, Top Tony Stark, Anal Fingering, Riding, Armor Kink
Summary: Steve really likes how Tony looks in the Iron Man armor.
Notes: Author says, "I may have been looking for an excuse to write Tony fingering Steve while wearing the gauntlet," and honestly we all have been looking for an excuse to READ this, as well.
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to pleat light by starvels
Tags: Established Relationship, Sparring, Semi-Public Sex, BDSM, Trans Tony Stark, Sub Tony Stark, Dom Steve Rogers, Humiliation, Dirty Talk, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Vaginal Fingering, Exhibitionism, Mirror Sex, Sex Positions, Self-Bondage, Slapping, genital slapping, Spanking, Biting, Painplay, Scent Kink, Spit As Lube, Come as Lube, Wet & Messy, Barebacking, Puppy Play, Breathplay, Choking, Blood Kink, Overstimulation, Objectification, Everyone Is Poly Because Avengers, Bruises
Summary: “Be sure, Tony. I won’t stop once I start,” Steve says.
“Oh yeah?” Tony cranes his neck around to follow Steve. Blond hair is tickling Steve’s brow and his body is tensed up, muscles bulging against his shirt. Anticipation whets Tony’s tongue; his body as impatient as his mind for Steve, always for whatever Steve has planned for them. It mixes with the sumptuous shame of potentially being discovered out here in the gym. “That a promise, tough guy? Gonna give it to me so good that I won’t be able to get away? Won’t even want to —” like he ever does, “won’t think to tap out?”
“Sure,” Steve says.
Notes: Sparring turned into kinky horizontal athletic barebacking -- what's more of a classic than this? Tune in for the next episode of Tony's face meets the mat, here.
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Black or White? by goresmores
Tags: Cunnilingus, Frottage, Tiddy Suckin, First Time, Alternate Universe - Gender Changes
Summary: Tony needs help getting ready for an event and sensual dress zipping leads to a whole lot more when Stevie comes to help.
Notes: Everyone has a tit-spectacularly good time here for sure and so should you!
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For your eyes only by S_Horne @s-horne
Tags: Female Steve Rogers, Female Tony Stark, Period Sex, Cunnilingus, Vaginal Fingering, Genderswap, Blood, Period Cunnilingus, Established Relationship, Fluff
Summary: Toni was laid back on the bed, hair fanned out on the pillow beneath her and already tangled in messy knots. Her legs were spread wide, her bottom lip caught between her teeth as she stared at Steph through half-lidded eyes. That would have been gorgeous in itself, but what was making Steph’s mouth water was the way that Toni’s pussy was positively shining. Toni was soaking already, juices slowly dripping out of her and pooling in a wet spot on the towel they’d laid out. Steph licked her lips and squeezed her thighs together when a bubble of blood slid out of Toni’s hole.
Because that’s what the towel was for. That’s why Toni was laid out bare. Bright red blood was slipping out of Toni steadily, labia already coated with the thinner liquid that would have caught in her panties.
Notes: IF we are truly to unravel the sticky, iridescent, blood-filled center of superheroes lives, we MUST also lean our lips into the blood in their sex lives. This is thus.
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Slick Moves by Loran_Arameri @loraneldin
Tags: Tony's armor goo, Pre-Slash, Masturbation, Sexual Fantasy, Misuse of SHIELD supplies, Ambiguous/Open Ending
Summary: Steve has developed a fascination for the Iron Man Armor, especially for the flight-gel that covers Tony whenever he pilots the suit. In an attempt to satisfy his curiosity, he steals a bucket of it with no plans for what to do with it. After bringing it home, one thing leads to another.
Notes: We should and in fact MUST support Steve's nasty fascination with all things regarding the Iron Man Armor, particularly Ultimates' IM's armor flight gel. It is categorically Essential and you are Legally Obligated.
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slow fire by welcoming_disaster @welcomingdisaster
Tags: Bittersweet, Established Relationship, Banter, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Baggage, Explicit Sexual Content, Hopeful Ending, Slice of Life, Mentions of Cancer, very boring established relationship sex, cannot overstate the extent to which these people are lazy about fucking, Holidays, Feelings Realization
Summary: Steve spends Christmas at Tony's.
Notes: Set this in your gums and suck on it like a nice ginger snack, let it melt over your tongue so good.
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forecheck by starvels
Tags: Avengers Team, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Sports, Rivals With Benefits, Queer Themes, Bisexual Steve Rogers, Bisexual Tony Stark, Smoking, Flirting, Banter, Getting Together, Switching, Rough Sex, Biting, Oral Sex, Face-Fucking, Dirty Talk, Scent Kink, Bruises, Frottage, Anal Sex, Spit As Lube, Nipple Play, Nipple Piercings, Come Shot, Casual Sex, Trans Tony Stark, Power Dynamics, Partial Nudity, Deepthroating, Roughhousing
Summary: On the first day of the All Star Games, Steve loses the shooting skill challenge, chain-smokes three cigarettes as a reward for doing a half-naked photoshoot, and sleeps with Natasha Stark.
All in all, it’s not a bad start to the weekend.
Notes: Muscular bodies dealing with the spectre of publicity, the serious slickness of sweat against sweat, and intricate, nasty power dynamics; it's not 3490 canon but it's not not 3490 canon.
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bear my soul and breathe by fuckofdaedalus @the-faultofdaedalus
Tags: Breathplay, Hand Jobs, Established Relationship, Kink Discovery, Under-negotiated Kink, Fluff and Smut
Summary: practicing pins in the avengers gym gets a little rowdy. just some simple s/t breathplay.
Notes: A juicy slice of domestic life that tastes really classically trope baked and deliciously endearment sweet.
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Something fell from the sky. by jayjayverse @jayjayverse
Tags: Fanart, Tentacles, Explicit Sexual Content
Summary: When Tony is missing in action. Steve starts looking for him right away and when he finally finds him, it's nothing like he thought it would be.
Notes: Steve, too, longs for those comic tentacles to finally have their way with Tony and we are so lucky to be able to see it in such detail here.
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Time, Space, Flesh by veryvincible @cassabi
Tags: Getting Together, lots and lots of banter, wistfulness, Bittersweet Ending, Happy Ending, It's BOTH it depends on how you look at it… but it's both, Canon Divergence, Oral Sex, Gentle Sex, handjobs, Steve Rogers is a Little Shit (affectionate), Pre-Serum Steve Rogers
Summary: “I’ve got a hotel room,” Tony said.
“And if we’re seen?”
Tony’s response came quick, too confident. He’d given the same spiel many times before. “Oh, you know. Good friends. Had a bit to drink. Maybe we’re French— you know how it is. Besides, we’ve been here for how long, now? If anyone was going to notice you, you’d think they’d have done it by now.”
Notes: Bullet Points of this Bullet Points fic: - compelling concept - affectionate articulation - great pacing and tone - a tart lil cherry of longing for the road to finish it off.
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Game Over by swtalmnd @amysnotdeadyet
Tags: 8-bit art, Digital Art, using my skills for evil
Summary: I learned pixel art yesterday, and today I am using it for evil.
Notes: Clue into this screen to see these adorable and fun pixels that will definitely makes you wonder what 616 in-universe fanart and erotic games would take the form of.
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[RBB Art] All Dolled Up and Nowhere To Be by isomer (isozyme) and phoenixmetaphor @isozyme @phoenixmetaphor
Tags: Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Crossdressing
Summary: Tony cleans up nice.
Notes: So many lovely pieces in this, with great details on the lingerie and expressions and makeup. Time to admire them all!
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stars glued to our thighs by starvels
Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Established Relationship, Multiple Orgasms, Orgasm Control, Overstimulation, Vaginal Fingering, Oral Sex, Cunnilingus, Tony Stark's Red Thong of Justice, Body Worship, Light Masochism, Nipple Play, Trans Character, Trans Steve Rogers, Trans Tony Stark, Domestic Fluff, Banter, Tony Stark's Workshop
Summary: Steve’s been out of town for a few weeks, doing the superhero thing. To welcome Steve back home properly, Tony clears some space for Steve to slide right into.
Notes: Blares those Trans4Trans Tit4Tit Tat4Tat and Wink4Wonk HonkHonks in this cozey, bantering established relationship piece.
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how he got here by Areiton @areiton
Tags: Established Relationship, Explicit Sexual Content, Anal Fingering, Anal Fisting, Soft Steve Rogers, Protective Tony Stark, Tony Stark Has A Heart, POV Steve Rogers, Fluff and Smut, Domestic Fluff
Summary: Tony had said, “Do you know how pretty you look, when you’re stuffed full of my cock, Steven?”
Notes: A sumptuous scene of Ults S/T lingering in each other, craving more and more from each other and actually allowing themselves to have it.
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Bruised Fruit Bleeds Sweeter by ghosthan @ghosthan
Tags: Civil War, Mildly Dubious Consent, Under-negotiated Kink, Light BDSM, Extremis, Avengers Disassembled, Canon Compliant, Civil War: Casualties of War, Implied/Referenced, Child Abuse, Not A Fix-It, Angst, Bittersweet
Summary: Steve and Tony meet privately to talk. It would figure that Steve’s idea of compromise amounts to Steve giving nothing, and Tony losing everything.
(Or, talking turns into fighting, and fighting turns into fucking.)
Notes: Gritty and grimy under your nails, rucking up desire and regret and all the things that should have been, right in the remains of the things that were.
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fine as cream gravy by starvels
Tags: Marvel 1872, Established Relationship, Casual Sex, Threesome - M/M/M, Original Male Character(s), Sexual Experimentation, Oral Sex, Deepthroating, Cock Worship, Overstimulation, Multiple Orgasms, Open Relationships, Multiple Partners, Cuddling & Snuggling, Bisexual Steve Rogers, the complexity and simplicity of being gay in the marvel wild west, an illustrious cocksucker steve rogers agenda, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot,
Summary: Tony’s an old hat at sucking cock. Steve himself ain’t nowhere near as talented. But luckily, Tony seems to enjoy both giving Steve tips on how to suck proper, and bringing amenable fellers home to give Steve plenty of opportunities to practice honing his craft.
Steve likes to think of it as a solid goshdarn win for everyone involved.
Notes: A dirty little ditty about the depth and breadth of Steve Rogers' love for deepthroating and his continuing efforts to explore strange new cocks, which we obvs all support whole-throatedly.
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Laid Low [the Fall Backwards Remix] by hollyandvice (hiasobi_writes) @hollyandvice
Tags: Original Male Character(s), Gangbang, Blow Jobs, Face-Fucking, Anal Sex, Spanking, Face-Sitting, Gags, Miscommunication, Getting Together
Summary: Steve doesn't expect Tony's enthusiastic support when he offers up the idea. Not that he was expecting ridicule, but this is much more than he could have anticipated.
Notes: An alt POV remix piece that lays out sensation and motivation neatly like spice shakers laid out in a tasty, tasty row. Gobble one smackerel after another.
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A scenario in which reader finds themselves with a rare moment alone with their hero boyfriend, Metal Bat(Baddo) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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You couldn’t wait for school to be done, your boyfriend had texted you earlier saying to come by his place for a special date night. Little did he know just how special it was about to be.
Packing your bag and tidying the rest of your belongings, you made your way to the gates of your school only to be surprised by the love of your life.
“Hey darlin, I hope you’re ready for our date tonight,” he said wrapping his arms around you in a tight hug and giving you a light kiss on the check.
“Is Zenko going to be joining us?”
“No, we got the whole place to ourselves. So i was thinkin’ maybe grab some food to go and make the most of it,” he said with a small smile.
There was just idle chitchat on the way to the ramen shop nearest his house, talking about his day of slaying monsters and your day of wanting to yeet yourself out a window from listening to your maths teacher drone on and on about nonsensical equations. Maybe the slight scolding from you towards Metal Bat for once again ditching. He whined about how he can’t be a supportive big brother, a hero, and a boyfriend without some sacrifices. You chuckled and looked at him with a soft smile squeezing his hand slightly, both of you opting to walk to his house in blissful silence.
Sometimes you were amazed with how you scored a Class-S hero as your boyfriend, you two were complete opposites. You were more soft spoken, gentle, and had the body strength of a singular dry noodle, while Bat was loud, intense, and had muscles chiseled out by the gods themselves.
There was many a night you couldn’t sleep due to dreaming about what it would be like to finally give yourself to your lover, you thought about the way his body would look and more importantly what his cock looked like, the length and girth, if he was more veiny or not. The way he would feel stretching out your tight, wet, virgin pussy.
“Ya good babe?” He asked. Uh-oh, you didn’t realize you had slipped off into a daydream, a slight blush forming on your face as you stepped through the gate.
“Yeah, just lost in thought,” what you wanted to say was more so along the lines of *no, i need you to ravish my whole being, take me and make me yours* but you were trying to play it cool. He absolutely saw right through your bravado. (What? You didn’t think you were alone in these feelings right?)
Metal Bat also had a dirty secret of his own, one involving using his hand and his own dirty thoughts about what you looked like underneath your school uniform. The nights he was too horny to sleep, he would often think about you, how your soft your breasts would feel opposed to his rough and calloused hands, how your pussy would feel and he pumps his hard cock in and out of you. How tight your walls would grip his dick as you come undone around him.
After taking off your shoes and putting the few bags on the kitchen counter, you made your way to the bathroom to change in privacy. Thankfully you remembered to bring the lingerie you had bought to school with you. It wasn’t anything extravagant, but the way the light blue coloring complimented your hair, skin, and eye color, you just couldn’t pass it up. Plus it was like five dollars on the clearance rack. You put on some old sweatpants and shirt Baddo had given you a while back and made your way to the living room.
You walked in to see Baddo spread out on the couch, already having a program on tv to watch while eating. While you did enjoy spending time with him like this, your thoughts from earlier still had you feeling hot and bothered. You couldn’t stop thinking about how he would feel on top of you, how soft his chest would feel against yours. You hoped the lacey bodysuit wouldn’t get ripped apart since he was known to be pretty impatient.
He looked at you from the corner of his eye, taking in your small frame, wondering how your baked body would feel pressed against his. How absolutely debauched your perfect face would look in wanton pleasure. How desperately he wanted to be the source of your moans, and how much he wanted to make you scream his name.
“Hey Baddo,” you spoke first, breaking the silence.
“Ya?”
“I… I really want to fuck you,” you were surprised at your own boldness, but you had literally been dreaming about this man destroying you in the best ways possible.
“Yer serious?”
“Absolutely, i want you to be my first,” a blush spreading across your face.
He pick you up bridal style and carried you into his bedroom. Laying you on your back he hovered over you, peppering your face and neck with kisses while one hand was slowly reaching the bottom of your shirt. With a look and a nod from you he kept going, gently lifting it up and up until he hit a different fabric.
“What the hell is this?”
“Guess you’ll just have to keep going and find out.”
He kept dragging the cotton fabric over you until adjusting you to fully take it off, next thing to go was your sweatpants until the sheer lacey fabric of the bodysuit was all that covered your body. It was a shame to not leave it on but you shuffled it off so that it wasn’t in the way later.
“Holy shit, yer fuckin’ perfect babe,” he said nearly breathlessly, eyes not looking away from your body even as he got up to take off his own clothing. You could see his dick struggling against the confines of his boxers, and audibly gasped when it sprung out of it’s prison. He was a lot bigger than you imagined, you were almost concerned with not being able to walk afterwards. Almost.
“Like what ya see?” He coyly asked, taking his place on top you. Dipping his fingers into your soaking folds, his breath hitched. “Damn, yer already so wet for me babe. Are you ready?” He asked, eyes filled with lust and concern.
“Yes, please take me,” you said wrapping your arms around his neck as he lined up his cock with your soaking pussy.
You could feel him shudder in excitement as he slowly started pushing into you. His eyes scanning your face for any sign that you might want to stop.
“Holy shit, yer so tight,” he moaned out.
“Fuck, your cock is so big,” you were moaning, but aware of the foreign feeling in the pit of your abdomen. It didn’t really hurt, it just felt a little weird as you didn’t really know what it would feel like.
You couldn’t control your moans as he buried himself all the way to the hilt. Begging him to pick up the pace, he obliged your request. His own moans matching the volume of yours, neighbors be damned.
The sounds of skin slapping against skin and moaning filled his room.
“Fuck babe, I love hearing the sounds you make. Yer so fuckin perfect, and yer all mine.” The only reply you could muster was yet more moans as you felt that almost fiery knot grow.
“You’re.. you’re going…to…make me cum,” you sputtered out between moaning his name.
“Then be a good girl and cum for me. Ya dont know how much i wanna feel yer little pussy squeeze my cock as ya cum baby.”
That was all you needed to let go. Shaking and practically screaming his name, you came hard around him. He wasn’t too far behind you, picking up his pace and his thrusting becoming erratic. Groaning and and moaning your name he pulled out and came all over your stomach. Reaching over to the nightstand, he grabbed some tissues and cleaned his mess off you before laying down next to you
“I didn’t go too hard did I?”
“No, you felt absolutely amazing. I love you so much Baddo,” you said still trying to catch your breath.
“I love you too,” he said placing a small kiss on your forehead.
Not to be horny on main but which flavor of Miraak Sexy Times™ would you guys rather see me write. Haven’t written smut in forever so it might be cringe but whatevs
Option 1: Pre-Apocrypha Miraak is stressed out and his brother Vahlok wants to help, so he orders a concubine (The Reader) to wait in Miraak’s room to ‘help him relax’. Miraak Is Not Too Happy, and when he gets there he can obviously tell that Reader is nervous and a little scared bc they’re new to the harem and took some jokes (told by the other concubines to tease them) seriously. Miraak being the ✨gentleman✨ He Is gets Reader’s permission before absolutely wrecking your shit
Option 2: Dragonborn!Reader has been adventuring with Miraak, whom they saved from Apocrypha, for a few weeks and neither of them know what to do about the sexual tension between them that is so thick you could spread it on toast so they’re both assholes and bicker constantly. After a tough battle, Miraak gets upset that you ’stole’ his kill and tries to get in your face to argue. The next thing either of you know you’re hatefucking in the middle of the goddamn dungeon you just cleared out lmfao
(I’m used to writing for an explicitly cisfem reader, but I won’t use gendered pronouns for the reader in either option. I’ll also post two versions, one with an AFAB!Reader and one with an AMAB!Reader just because.)
Eddie making you straddle his lap and cockwarm him
Eddie Munson x reader (gender neutral)
Content & Warning: 18+, cockwarming, (soft)dom!eddie, sub gender-neutral!reader, light orgasm denial, light praise kink. its pure cockwarming filth and everything that comes with that.
I have very recently discovered cockwarming is a thing for me. I wanted to write a 3-4 sentence headcanon about eddie x reader cockwarming and it turned into 600 words of pure filth.
Eddie makes you undress but he leaves every stitch of clothing on. He’s still fully dressed, shoes and socks and all. His pants scrunched down just enough to free his cock. You’re not allowed to touch him or move. At all. It’s absolute torture. And it feels fucking amazing.
He spends his time flicking through magazines, painting his nails. The really confusing feeling of being so full but so empty has your head spinning. Every so often you clench around him without meaning to. He gives you an admonishing tut and an ever so gentle tap to your thigh. It takes everything you have left not to clench your thighs when he does. If there was a chance he’d at least slap your butt or thigh with meaning, you would consider doing it again on purpose. Just to feel his touch on you.
It feels like he’s been inside you for hours. You ache. The thought of keeping him warm makes your insides throb. He’s filling you up so good but not being able to feel him reach all those places inside you has you sobbing. Your head feels fuzzy and your skin is tingling all over.
His nails are finally dry and he sweeps your hair away from your face and tucks it behind your ear. You think he might give in soon and the torture will be over. You can’t help yourself, your hands reach out and bunch in his shirt and oh boy was that a mistake. His big hands wrap around wrists and keep them in place while he shakes his head in disapproval.
As punishment he paints your nails and even though he doesn’t say it (he hasn’t said a single word out loud this whole time and what you would give to hear his deep rumbling voice say anything right now) you know you’ll have to wait even longer for him to move inside you now.
He blows on your nails to help dry them and for a moment you think maybe it’s an act of kindness but when his breath brushes over your chest and you feel the warm air ghosting over your nipples you know it was definitely not an act of mercy.
Eddie can see just how desperately you’re trying to behave, he knows this is difficult for you but he also knows just how much you’re enjoying being so completely under his control. He shifts, sitting up a little straighter, so he’s closer to you. You can feel his clothed chest against your skin and his face is buried in your neck.
Then you hear him say, “not much longer.”
It makes you shiver, the ripples going over your entire body and making you curl closer to him.
He lets you suck on his ringed fingers and it has you crying in relief. To have something, some of Eddie, inside you. It’s salty and sweet and you can taste metal and polish and it has you drooling. If you could see yourself, hear yourself, you would be embarrassed. A sobbing, teary, drooling mess. But Eddie thinks you’ve never looked more beautiful, in fact, he tells you so.
He pulls his spit covered hand out of your mouth and you whimper at the loss. You feel so hollow, so empty. He places your trembling hands on his shoulders and his large warm hands wrap around your hips. Eddie tells you how good you’ve been and it’s time for your reward.
Zevran adores roleplaying. Anything and everything. Slave and master, a classic. Whore and client, another classic. Knight and damsel (or dude) in distress. Pirate and bar wench. Thane and kidnapped mate. Assassin and target (with less dying). Strangers in an alley. Noble and their peasant lover meet for a tryst. Deflowering. Anything and everything that he and his amore care to indulge in. Variety is the spice of life and nothing is spicier than an Antivan's imagination.
This prompt was sent in by an Anon ages ago and I wrote it up and then I completely forgot I had it saved on my phone. 🤦🏻♀️ Not my finest moment. So I'm really sorry but I suppose better late than never!
The idea for the prompt was Upstead and the morning after they got married.
Thank you to all those who have been reading this little prompts and very big thank you to @girlinlotsoffandoms for all the support!
Oh ... and this one is a little spicy so proceed with a little caution 😉
Fandom: One Chicago
Pairing: Upstead
Words: 830
Jay buried his face into the pillow, smothering his wide grin as he felt her lips track a path along his spine.
His wife.
That thought did little to dim his smile, or quieten his soaring heart.
“Did I not tire you out well enough last night, Mrs Halstead?” He asked cheekily.
Jay moaned when he felt Hailey’s response against his skin. A deeper graze of her teeth. It seemed she liked the sound of that nearly as much as he did.
“Didn’t you mark me up enough?”
She laughed, a sound he felt rumble against him. It echoed wonderfully in the quiet harmony of their bedroom. He buried another moan into the pillow as Hailey teased him so sweetly.
Jay was well aware of the marks she had left on him. The delightful sting of her nails scoring up his back as they had come together for the first time as husband and wife.
“Shall I kiss it better?” She teased.
Jay groaned when he felt her lips pressed to the marks she had made with more force this time.
A second later he felt her hand slide along his arm before her fingers intertwined with his. Their black rings sitting side by side. He grasped her hand tightly in his as he brought them to his lips. When he heard her sigh of contentment, Jay shifted and Hailey allowed just enough space between them for him to roll over so he was finally looking up at her.
“Morning,” he said with a lazy grin.
Her response was a kiss to his lips and while he was sure she intended for it to be short and sweet, Jay had other ideas. His fingers buried deep into her messy hair and tugged her closer, till she was essentially sprawled over him. Hailey hummed in delight against his lips as his other hand cupped her cheek, anchoring her to him.
There was a new spark in her eye when they finally came up for air. A lightness that had been missing for so long.
“Hi,” she whispered.
Jay smiled. “Hi.” He watched the way she bit her lip and his thumb came up to sooth the action. “Any regrets?”
She grinned almost immediately. “Absolutely not.”
He rolled them over again, hovering over her. He looked at her so intensely, it took her breath away. Her hands crawled a slow and easy path up his toned back. He could see her cheeks bloom in a tender blush as her fingers danced over the marks she had etched on him, when he had held her in complete ecstasy.
“I ... I didn’t realize ...” she murmured, almost shyly.
He pressed a kiss to her lips and then another beneath her ear. “I don’t mind,” he whispered huskily into her ear.
Hailey drew in a heavy breath, “Is that so?”
“Mark me up all you want. I’m all yours,” he told her earnestly.
Her hands settled on his hip, pulling his closer. There was no separation of clothes, it was just them.
“And I’m yours.”
“Yes you are,” he whispered leaning in, his lips barely a hairs breath away as he added , “wife.”
“Say it again,” she demanded.
“Wife.”
Her answering grin was more than enough. “I do like the sound of that.” She hitched her leg up, high on his waist and he hissed at the contact, the heat and friction already brimming between them. “Husband,” she added her lips ghosting over his ear.
He growled, low and deep, his fingers tightening on her waist. Jay kissed a familiar path along her neck and Hailey hummed in delight. In all the time they had been together, he had learnt all the little things that would make his wife come part at his touch. The thought that they would have a lifetime of that still seemed a little like a dream to him.
“Maybe this time, you should mark me up,” Hailey murmured. “And then maybe … I’ll let you kiss it all better.”
“Oh yeah?” He smirked, leaning in and kissing her, until she was breathless. “Where did you have in mind?”
“Surprise me.”
Hailey laughed, a quiet breathy sound before Jay was pressing her into the mattress. He held her close and kissed her with more passion than she had ever known.
“Hhm,” he said kissing his way down her body, “where shall I start?”
“I don’t care. We’ve got plenty of time,” Hailey replied.
Jay grinned. “Yeah we do.” He rose up so he was looking into her magnificent blue eyes once more, “I love you.”
“I love you too.” Hailey wrapped an arm around his neck as she threw a leg over his waist, anchoring him to her. She took her time, kissing her husband, slowly stealing every breath from him.
They would have a lifetime more of moments like these, quiet, tender, sensual moment shared as husband and wife and Hailey couldn’t think of anything she wanted more.
