#onceuponaflex

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scott walked in a rush within the common chambers. he had been covering for as long as he could but the moment he was within 'safe' walls he dropped the hand that covered the exposed nudity of his bottom half. he was wearing no more than a lose version of the suit he had come out with and was loosening the tie to get rid of it with frustrated energy. "Don't ask," he added as he saw Steve moving off of the couch. Boots were still on him, so to add to injury he had been hiding through streets while pulling down from the white fabric of his shirt, slightly ragged at the end. his cock flung free, swinging side to side on his walk now that he was no longer trying to hid it up. "I need a shower, and clothes. Can I borrow both?"

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Scott walked in on the store by Lex's hand, having him walk in first as he helf the door and then following. Sunglasses on, he removed them upon reaching the lingerie stand, silk, carefully crafted, pretty. His gaze went shamelessly towards Lex's waist and bottom, a flash of red signifying he was both measuring and enjoying the view, as he grabbed five pieces matching his body type, and displayed them, "choose. If you want, there's no need. I just thought you'd like them." @onceuponaflex

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sun striked down with the intensity of the hottest summer. his mind unable to actually prepare itself for it. magic could come in handy for that, but it was 100% personal gain, so obviously, he had to endure and the only way he saw fit was walk around the house stepping under the shower every few minutes to cool off, and forgoing clothes because who cared about them in that moment. "times like these i wish you had an AC in your apartment before i moved in." @onceuponaflex

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Connor stepped out of the bedroom, stepping on a black and red speedo that surrounded his waist, lifted it up, and made it look like ap erfect sun, highlighting every little corner of his bottom area with barely no freedom to move, but all the comfort he would have found, and opened up the fridge to grab a few drinks as he prepared a basket for a picnic in the beach. "You coming or am I going alone?" He added then snacking on a burrito that he heated up with his gaze within seconds. "Because I am preparing stuff for two, but I forgot to even ask." @onceuponaflex

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James observed Queue as he stripped naked, his gaze following the other's movement until he was in the nude, forcing him to avert his eyes elsewhere only to find the bottom presented in the direction of the bathroom. "Ok. Sure. Fine." He nodded taking only a step forward before he was astrally projected right into the bathroom, waiting for the other next to it. "Slow." @onceuponaflex

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He walked into the other's room, a towel being all that covered his body, his chest hair poorly dried, his hair still wet from the shower, but the clear scent of vanilla and coconut mix in such a suble yet evident way that it filled the room quickly with a peaceful scent. He sat by the bed's edge, "let's see how it is looking," he voiced, lowering the blanket from the other body, and exposing a bandage. He could heal it with the use of his powers, but Levi only used it when people didn't walk into danger by choice. "It's looking like it's reopened," he thought at loud, "time to wash and stitch it again. Can you stand up?"

[sonofawiitchh]

Continuation of this. @onceuponaflex

Clint was such an exasperating idiot many times—reckless, annoying, and yet... totally his type. Bucky had a huge weakness for blond idiots with beautiful blue eyes. So he spread his legs for Clint, and damn, sex with him was always... Damn Clint, he was so fucking good in bed; his aim was definitely not just good in combat but also when it came to finding his prostate with every thrust, and with every fuck he found the buttons that turned one of the world’s most feared former professional assassins into a puddle of moans and lustful screams.

That body, so hot, full of muscles and scars in equal measure; that beautiful face, often covered in band-aids; and that cock. Fuck. Clint was definitely well-endowed and drove Bucky crazy with pleasure with it. And since they were always experimenting with new things, after a mission, they both decided to invite the handsome lawyer from Hell’s Kitchen over to have a good time. Bucky felt like he was in fucking paradise, with his ass and cock being worshipped; heavy gasps and loud moans escaped his beautiful pink lips as he watched Matt jerk him off with one hand while sucking on the thick head of his cock.

“Fuck, you’re really good with that mouth, Matt." Bucky smiled between moans. His toes curled and his hole tightened around the wet muscle; the blond always devoured his ass as if it were a five-star dish. “FUCK! Clint!” His back arched with pleasure as he felt the blond shove that expert tongue deep into his smooth, pink hole, forcing its way between his tight walls. His cock throbbed like crazy and released absurd amounts of precum into Matt’s mouth from all the stimulation.

[ragtagrunaways]

For @onceuponaflex

Garfield couldn't pretend he didn't love when people underestimated him. Sure, yes, his ego was a delicate thing that he had carefully cultivated and mainted over near decades of exposure to the world of heroics, far earlier than he ever should've been put in to the limelight. And, yes, Jason was absolutely one of the few people that he thought knew every trick up his sleeve...

Clearly, not everything, considering the other's attempts falling short repeatedly spoke of the other's expectations of how this would go and how it was actually going didn't line up. He'd happily blame it on years of training and playfighting combined with, well... A little cheating with his skillset. Even with the frustrated yel coming from Jason, Garfield had practically kept grinning the whole time, even more so now he had his boyfriend exactly where he wanted him.

"Now as much fun as that sounds... Nope. Absolutely not." Deft digits were quick to tuck the fabric of the other's briefs to release that hard cock to the open air. Grip soon curling around Jason. "Please? You're all hot, and sweaty, and I just wanna bask in my victory." If he pressed his face in against the other's neck to inhale Jason's scent, well, sue him.