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But hear me out 18+

This is a man that will fuck you anywhere. He'd loft you up like you weighed nothing and fuck you within an inch of your life. You could be washing dishes and he'd hug you from behind and place a kiss on your neck and the next thing you know, he's got you bent over the counter as he fucked you hard and deep.

And don't get me started on how often he's fucking you raw. Man's can't get enough. From the first time you let him hit raw, Sam can't control himself.

There's rarely a day when he's home that he's not inside of you. You wake up most mornings to him either already fucking you or him sliding into you. You'dve begged him to cum in you a thousand times already and you'd beg him a thousand times more.

You'll never tire of this man and the way he fills you up.

[samwilsonsbabymama]

NSFW Sam Wilson thots below 18+ only

Okay but imagine cockwarming Sam and he pulls out so that only the tip remains inside of you then he starts jerking himself off until he cums 🥵🥵🥵

Bonus points if it's because he won't fuck you because you were teasing him and he has to remind you that he's in control and no matter how much you beg he keeps himself from fucking you like you want

Bonus bonus points if he does it multiple times over a few days just to cement his point lol

[samwilsonsbabymama]

Uncertainty

Pairing: Husband!Sam Wilson x Black Reader (18+)

Summary: Based off this ask here

Warnings: angst, pregnancy, reader being uncertain, Sam being amazing

Word Count: 800ish

A/N: soo... i tried to make it fluffy but.... angst happened??? but it ends on a good note. hope you like it

You sat on the edge of the tub waiting for the results of the pregnancy test

You lifted your head up when your timer went off and read the test

"Fuck," you whispered as you read the instructions again.

Honestly, you were shocked that this hadn't happened sooner with the way you and Sam were

It wasn't that you weren't happy, you were surprised.

You and Sam had only been married for six months now and you didn't know how he would react to having a kid

Like, you had talked about it many times, but it was always in theory more "what if" and "in the future" than "right now"

Wiping your eyes, you disposed of the test and exited the bathroom, you'd have to find a way to tell Sam and you hoped that he would be happy

A few days passed and you still hadn't told Sam and the more you thought about it, the more nervous you got

You knew that Sam was worried about you with the close eye he kept on you, but he never brought it up

He gave you extra hugs and cuddles whenever you needed them, spent more time sitting quietly with you as you read or slept, and cooked for you even more than he already did

Many times you'd almost told him, almost brought it up as a hypothetical, but you couldn't bring yourself to do it

What if he rejected you? Rejected the growing life inside of you? How would your marriage survive after that?

You shook your head and focused on your task at hand

You were at your weekly dinner with Sarah and the boys

Normally, you'd be cooking something, but after almost burning your signature dish, you were put on chopping vegetables

"What's going on?" Sarah asked after you failed to laugh at her joke.

"I don't know what you're talking about," you lied.

"Hmm," Sarah replied. "I dreamt of fish the other night."

You quickly looked at Sarah before setting your knife down and turning to face her and sighed.

"I haven't told Sam yet, Sarah, I can't bring myself to." Your shoulders sagged and you felt ashamed.

Sarah rushed over and pulled you into a hug

"Oh, sweetie, how long have you known?" She rubbed your back as you cried.

"A week," you admitted. "Sarah, what if he doesn't want this with me?"

"Sam has loved you from the moment he laid eyes on you and I can't think of a better person to bring the next Wilson into the world. Trust me, when you tell him, he's going to be excited, and if he's not let me know and I'll knock some sense into him."

You chuckled because you knew that she would.

Dinner was its usual entertaining event

Sam and Bucky cracked jokes, Bucky showed off still trying to impress Sarah, but even threw it all, Sam's eyes lingered on you

He watched your every move as if he were waiting for something but you still didn't tell him

The ride home with Sam was quiet, something you weren't used to and when you pulled up to your house Sam didn't immediately get out to open your door

You looked over at him, but he was already looking at you and you broke down crying

Sam quickly made his way to your side of the car and pulled you to your feet

He held you as you cried and waited for you to calm down

"I'm pregnant," you whispered into his chest. You felt his stiffen and your tears came harder.

You were right. You knew he didn't want a baby with you

But before you could finish your next thought, Sam had lifted you into the air and began kissing your face

"You're having my baby?" He shouted as he spun around

You pulled away and noticed the smile on his face, he wasn't upset, quite the opposite

Sam sat you on the hood of his car and placed his hand on your belly "you've got my kid in there? Fuck, that's the best thing I've heard since you said 'I do'."

You were speechless. How could you ever doubt that Sam wanted anything other than this? Did you forget who you were married to?

"I'm sorry Sam," you whispered and he gave you a confused look. "I was afraid to tell you because I thought you wouldn't want to have a baby with me."

Sam frowned and stepped back.

"Fuck." He mumbled and you began to apologize again but he quickly shushed you. "I'm not upset with you, I'm upset with myself," he explained.

"I clearly haven't done a good enough job as your husband if you're afraid to tell me things, but make no mistake, I want it all with you, the good and the bad. You are it for me and I'm going to do everything to make sure you remember that."  

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Imagine 18+

You've been dating Sam for a while and you've noticed that each time you two have sex he's really quiet but you know he's a vocal person. You've watched him workout many times before, so you know 😏

But with you, he's silent. Until one day he's fucking you and you can tell that he's holding back and you reach up and choke him and the moan he let's out has you clenching around him.

He gazes down at you and notices the smirk on your face and he just let's go. He finally stops holding himself back and the maons and grunts he releases are exactly what you've been wanting to hear. From that moment on, Sam is no longer quiet while fucking you. And you wouldn't want it no other way 🥵🥵🥵

[samwilsonsbabymama]

This isn’t an apocalypse Sam thot… but it’s a Sam Wilson thot nonetheless… I’m currently imagining how Sam Wilson would be with an innocent and shy love interest… I just think he’d be so soft and reassuring and gentle and patient… but then he’d slut her allllll the way out… respectfully of course

Especially if Sam’s her first real boyfriend!!! Like just imagine with me for a second

18+, please

You're a quiet little thing

The type of girl that doesn't mind being in the background

You've never dated before, only kissed a few people but no one has ever kept your interest, so you're just kinda blasé about the whole dating thing

Until you meet Sam

He approaches you while youre out at brunch celebrating a friend's birthday and he gives you his number

But you never call

A few weeks go by and you run into him again and he convinces you to have lunch with him that day and you accept

He’s kind at first and you think that all he wants is to be friends and youre okay with that and he's like… No, I wanna be your man

And you're kinda confused because no one has ever been that forward with you… but you like it

It took a lot of reassurance from Sam when you first started dating because you never had anyone else to consider

But things got easier once Sam made it clear that he wasn't going anywhere.

You'd often try to do things on your own because that’s what you were used to, but Sam quickly put a stop to that

“You got a man now,” he’d say. “That’s what I'm here for.”

And after the third or fourth time, he finally got his point across.

A few months go by and you're still okay with blending into the background and letting everyone have the attention

But behind closed doors, when you’re alone with Sam is a whole different story

Sam was your first and he has been patient in helping you discover what you like in bed

Exploring fantasies that you've barely been able to admit to yourself

The two of you have found that you have a praise kink and a bit of a knife kink, something that shocked Sam but he was more than happy to explore it with you

Sam has tied you up countless times, denied you orgasms for days on end, called you all kinds of names, and …

His favorite is when you ride him, he loves praising you as you take what you need from him

Your favorite is when he cums in you, it gives you a rush knowing that you’re full of him and that he’ll do whatever to make sure that you stay that way

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Not really a Sam imagine but just the thought of you moving to a new town and Sam is the first friend you make and he’s always at your house cooking and keeping you company since you live alone and at first it was just on weekends when you’re off work, then it became a regular thing to have dinner after work on week days, then it just morphs into the softest, most gentle content love ever where you’ll be stretched out on your porch bench on a nice, slightly breezy but still humid afternoon reading a book and Sam would walk up, lift your legs to sit down before putting them back over his lap as to not disturb you and then he slips off your sandals and begins a gentle foot massage, watching you as you read because he can’t get enough of the sight of you so relaxed and at ease.

Also so sorry that was literally the longest run on sentence ever 😭😭

You may not have thought it was an imagine, but my muse imagined it lol thank you for sending this in 💖

Moving away from your hometown had been a spur-of-the-moment decision.

You hadn't planned on leaving town, but something about that place had become suffocating. So before you knew it, you were packed and making your way south.

You'd always wanted to live in Louisiana, so that's where you went.

It had taken you a few days to get there, but once you made it, you never wanted to leave.

Everyone you had met in Delacroix had been extremely nice to you from the moment you and arrived.

Even though you didn't get out much, only leaving for work and going grocery shopping, you could tell that everyone was genuinely happy there.

You had met Sam one Saturday morning while you were grocery shopping. He had offered to help you carry your bags to your car, and who were you to say no?

The two of you chatted as he loaded your bags and it dawned on you exactly who he was.

"You're Captain America, aren't you?" You asked, awe lacing your voice.

He smiled before nodding, "That's Mr. I'm still getting used to the title."

"It suits you," you smiled. "Thanks again for helping me with my bags."

"Anytime," Sam replied.

A few weeks later, you ran into Sam again at the grocery store and he once again offered to carry your bags to your car, and the two of you talked longer than the last time.

You exchanged numbers and the two of you began talking daily.

In one of your braver moments, you invited Sam over for dinner to pay him back for always carrying your groceries to your car and it wasn't until the day he was supposed to come over that you remembered that you didn't know how to cook.

You scrambled around the kitchen when Sam arrived and he chuckled at the mess that you had created.

Once again, Sam had saved you. 

You watched in awe as Sam moved around the kitchen, only stopping to ask where certain things were. 

You listened as he told stories of his childhood growing up in Delacroix.

You were amazed at how dinner had turned out. And what started as a one-night dinner quickly turned into a twice a week meet-up with you almost always burning dinner, and Sam coming to the rescue. 

You enjoyed the friendship that you had built with Sam and you were grateful that you had met him. And quickly, those two times a week dinners became an every night thing.

Sam had begun to spend less and less time at home and more time with you.

You would often talk to him on your way home from work, and more often than not, he would be pulling up to your house shortly after you made it home.

On those days that you were off work, Sam would come over to find you lounging on your porch swing, with a book in your hand, and sometimes asleep.

It wasn't until months later that you realized you loved him.

He had come over on your day off and found you reading on the porch. 

He climbed the stairs and lifted your legs, sat down, then placed them on his lap.

He didn't say anything, he just sat there swinging with you, his hand on your knee as you continued to read. 

After a while, you looked at him over the top of your book, and your heart stuttered.

You were in love with him. You weren't sure when you had fallen, but you knew you were there, and you didn't mind it one bit. 

Sam looked at you and smiled, "Just realizing that you're in love with me, huh?"

You snapped your mouth shut and rolled your eyes.

"Don't worry," he continued. "I've been there for months. Just been waiting for you to catch up."

I love this man with my WHOLE heart!!!

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Hi Maree! I have this Sam Wilson thought swimming in my head lately and I wanna share. Imagine Sam softly licking your upper lip as a permission to let him in to kiss you. I'd melt

Same!

Just imagine

It's your first date and Sam's been nothing but a gentleman

Treating you exactly like you deserve

And the date was absolutely wonderful and now you find yourself on your doorstep fiddling with your keys

There's a soft smile on Sam's face as he waits for you to open the door

"I gotta make sure you get in safe," was his excuse to walk you to your door

That was a whole 5 minutes ago

Neither of you want this date to end so you both are dragging it out

He says something that makes you smile... not that you hadn't stopped smiling since he picked you up

He takes a step closer to you and lays his hand on your waist

"Can I kiss you?" He asks and you nod. You've been waiting for this the whole night.

He leans down a bit and cradles your face in his hands.

Your eyes close as he brings you closer

The soft touch of his lips has you melting into him

You want more. Need more.

His tongue gently glides along the seam on your lip as if to asl for permission. And you grant it.

He slips into your mouth and it's like he belongs there

Your back hits the wall and his hand moves to make sure you don't bump your head

And your floating

You've never felt like this because of a kiss and you never want it to end

Sam begins to pull back, but you chase him with your lips and he let's out a soft chuckle

"Wow," you whisper.

"Wow is right." Sam smiles down at you and gives you a kiss on the corner of your mouth.

The embarrassment you feel when you realize that your clutching his shirt warms your entire body.

Especially when he notices and winks at you.

"Goodnight, Sam." You want another kiss but you know what will happen if you ask for one

"Goodnight," Sam responds with a smile.

"Call me when you get home," you say before you walk into your house and close your screen door.

You watch as he walks back to his truck, your heartbeat hasn't slowed yet.

You jump a bit when your phone buzzes and you smile when you see it's Sam.

"I couldn't wait," he said when you answered. "I needed to hear your voice again."

He waved as he climbed into his truck and pulled off.

The two of you talked as he drove home, and we'll into the night.

Before you knew it, the sun was rising.

You could hear the tiredness in each others voices but you both were selfish.

So you talked, until both of you were too tired to respond, and you fell asleep, listening to each other's breathing.

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Us Against the World: Be Quiet

Pairing: Apocalypse!Sam Wilson x Black F!Reader

Summary: MiniSeries based on Apocalypse Sam Wilson and his Girl

Warnings: Smut, zombie talk, fingering

A/N: I’m rewatching The Walking Dead and I’ve been on a zombie apocalypse kick and an anon sent me a few scenarios so here’s one of them. Let me know what you think!

AN 2: Ill make it look pretty another day like it started as an imagine but then idk what it ended as lol

AN 3: An anon sent me like 5 ideas, this is one of them but when I finish them all I'm gonna Ling the ask here

PLEASE LEAVE FEEDBACK!!! Like with words or emojis. For me, it’s really discouraging when I don’t get verbal feedback. It’s something that I need.

You were supposed to be quiet. That was your only job. Well that and surveying the location that you and Sam had stumbled upon.

You, Bucky, Nat, and Sam had been watching this area for a few days, waiting to see if it could be a possible home for your group, when Sam announced that the two of you were going to the other side to see if you could find anything.

You’d quickly gathered your weapon and followed after Sam.

He kept his pace swift, and it took everything in you to not trip after him.

The moment Bucky and Nat were out of sight, Sam was on you.

He had you pressed back against a tree and shoved his hand down your pants.

“Gotta stay quiet, baby,” he whispered harshly against your ear. “Don’t want any biters to find us.”

You panted loudly as he slipped two fingers into your folds, expertly finding that spot deep within you. He covered your lips with his hand as you began to cry out as he finger fucked you against that tree.

“I told you to be quiet,” he barked sternly as his fingers began moving faster within you.

Your cries grew louder behind Sam’s hand and your hips moved in time with his thrusts in hopes to reach your orgasm faster.

You heard a twig snap in the distance, but you couldn’t  bring yourself to care while Sam’s fingers were so deep inside of you.

Sam chuckled before adding a third finger, “I told you to be quiet. Now you better cum before they get any closer.”

His fingers picked up speed and you clung to him for dear life.

You could hear footsteps getting closer and the fear of possibly dying drove you headfirst into your orgasm.

“There you go,” Sam praised as his movements slowed. “Atta girl.”

Your chest heaved as you tried to catch your breath while Sam fixed your clothes.

“If you two are done,” Nat’s voice came. “We can head back now.”