We are moving and I’m ecstatic!!! I’m also incredibly busy but here are 8 snippets from WIPs I’m working on. So let’s tease a little at what’s to come when we’re actually living in a house again 😅😂
Dean fic (inspired by my wife’s artwork)
It was an hour and a half drive to the restaurant he wanted to take you to. While you got dressed he teased you and got you flustered without ever even touching you. Leaving you hungry for more than dinner as you left the house and opened the front seat to Dean’s Impala.
“You should sit in the back, more room baby.” He says with a smirk and a glance that tells you he’s got a plan. The opening and closing of doors culminates in Dean looking into the rear view mirror to see you eye fucking him through it. “Under the seat.” He purrs, you furrow your brow and lean forward unsure of what to expect. A small blood red box with a jet-black lace bow tied around it.
“What’s this?” You smile and hold it up to show him like he wasn’t the person who put it there.
“I could say I felt bad for teasing you,” a surprisingly soft smile on his face, definitely a front, you think to yourself.
“Or?” You ask, feigning an innocence he definitely sees through.
“I could tell you the truth.” His hand reaches from the front seat and spreads across your thigh. “That I’ve been playing with you all day, on purpose,” a devilish smirk captivates your gaze. “and that your gift has been under that seat since yesterday.” He reaches his hand, pushes up your skirt and sees just how wet he’s made you, with a groan he pushes his thumb against your already soaked panties.
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Wax Play - One of my he can be any character fics
“Come on kitten, it's not even that red, I can show you red.” His fingers leave your thigh and wrap around a bright red candle, you whimper and blush trying to hide your face behind your hands.
The candle freezes in the air and is immediately placed back on the table, without spilling a drop. You look up at him confused but he’s clearly settling nicely in his dom space. It’s absolutely soaking your panties, the last piece of coverage you’ve got separating you from the man circling the bed like a predator.
“You reminded me,” He says, reaching into the drawer next to the bed, a bundle of rope thuds on the top of the wooden structure. A whimper leaves your lips accidentally, he just smirks and places three more bundles on the dresser. “I can’t hold all of your limbs at once sweet thing, and you are going to try wrench free, even just on instinct.” He rubs your right arm, calming your shaking head as you try to disagree.
A well practiced knot ties you to the bedpost, as his fingers gently move the rope to where he desires it, it drags against your skin, both the rope and his fingers feel like magic. Checking each is secure and safe before moving to the next, once you are completely pinned he stalks around the bed admiring his work as your eyes are locked on his large figure casting flickering shadows over your body.
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Hehehhehehhehe Steve x Bucky x reader fic 🥰
“Um, so what is it you wanted to ask me?” You ask. There is no response, just Bucky tightening up a little.
“Okay.” You say shortly quickly followed by hopefully something that will lighten the mood. “Listen I trust you guys with my life but you do see how creepy this is right…we’re going down to the basement and neither of you has really said anything.” Steve busts out laughing.
“She’s right Buck! Got anything to say?” Steve stares at Bucky, awaiting a response with a shit eating grin on his face.
“I promise we aren’t going to kill you!” He says with a worry laced voice, a deep breath leaves his chest before he continues. “You know Steve and I are dating?”
“Of course!” The look on Bucky’s face tells you that you responded too fast, Steve chuckles behind you as Bucky continues.
“I, we were wondering. Can we please sleep with you?” He coyly looks up from the ground to see your face with a smirk he’d never seen before. You look over to Steve and he nods mirroring your smile.
You turn back to Bucky and step so you’re right up against him, you kiss his neck and bite the skin where his jaw and neck meet. He falls out of his forced stance and wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you up into him. You stand on your tip toes and when you lock onto his eyes you let your frame lay perfectly into his, yin and yang. His eyes flick between your lips and ever widening eyes.
“Damn six words and you are glued together.” Steve walks over to you and wraps his arm around Buck looking down at you over his shoulder. Bucky tucks your hair behind your ear and hesitates, his lips fluttering as if they were on you already.
“If you're waiting for me, please don’t hold back.” Steve chuckles as you both waste no time. Bucky uses his free hand to grab your jaw and pull you together, you whimper into his mouth and you can feel him get hard against your body, you moan around his tongue desperate for more of him. You wrap your arm around his waist grabbing at Steve’s shirt, begging for him to join.
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Soft Dom Buckyyyy (will still slap your face and spit in your mouth🤭)
“Stand.” He commands and you do exactly as you’re told. “Strip.” Again you follow the orders removing every piece of clothing, folding it, and placing it in a neat pile. Bucky’s eyes swells with pride but keeps his face stone cold. Bucky stands up and gets in your face. “Color?”
“Green.” You bow your head again.
“Bed, now,” Bucky says, you move to the bed and lay down with your arms and legs stretched out.
“Good girl,” Bucky says, smiling at the knowing anticipation of his baby sprawled before him. Bucky takes the cuffs out of your bedside drawer. They are black leather with dark green silk on the inside. Bucky carefully tightens each cuff around your wrists, then reaches down to pick up the straps you have attached to the bed. Clipping each strap to its corresponding cuff, pulling on your limbs lightly to test it.
He looks down, you sprawled out on the bed, muscles tensing in embarrassment and anxiety. Bucky places his hand on your chest, he takes a deep breath and feels your rapid heartbeat.
“I am going to make you cum until you're sobbing.” His voice was quiet and dark. He leans in and licks from your neck up to your ear, tasting the fear soaked sweat on your skin. “Color?” He whispers heavily in your ear.
“Green please green” you beg. Bucky knew that you loved and hated overstimulation; it's the perfect punishment for you.
(help - fuck I gotta finish that one)
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“I’m alright just another angry dead man.” He says with a smirk, which should not be so hot.
“Okay good. Sounds like he got what he deserved for hurting my Nick.” You look at the ground, nervous. “I- I,” you stutter. “Can I-“ you bite your lip.
“What is it, gorgeous?” He raises an eyebrow and smirks at you. You cover your eyes with your hands and groan in embarrassment. “Use your words.” He says pulling your wrists down.
“It’s weird.” You whisper. He hums and waits for you to continue. “Can I kiss you?” You stare at the ground.
“Love, I’m bleeding.” He says confused, going to wipe his lip. You grab his arm and stop him.
“No! I know, I just…mmm” You moan impatiently and rush up to his face. You stand breathing in the smell of him. Gunpowder, blood, and scotch. He only smells like this after a deal goes wrong you think to yourself. Your noses brush against each other and you whimper. “Please?”
“Go for it baby.” He whispers against your cheek. You slide your tongue slowly out of your mouth and across his lips. His warm drying blood slips off his lips filling your mouth with the taste of metal. Immediately intoxicating, you have to pull his bottom lip into your mouth and try to get more. He pushes your chest and moves you away from him slightly. “Baby, if I knew blood did this to you, I’d take you on more of my jobs.” He chuckles and kisses you before quickly pulling away.
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It’s Bucky again oops 🙈 Meeting Bucky for the first time in a bar means discovering his arm and what he can do with it.
The aged door to the bathroom opens with a loud creak and slam against the wall behind it. A clattering echoes through the empty bathroom as your rings smash against the sink. Pinning you in place with his knee to your cunt, he pushes you up against it. His leather gloves and jacket adding an intoxicating smell to the concoction surrounding you. His hands explore your scantily clad form with moans of anticipation, his lip turns white under the pressure of his teeth. His large glove covers his left hand, it snakes under your skirt and massages your whole cunt, you grind down on his hand desperate for more, though he’s barely touched you.
“Oh Bucky, yes.” You pant into his neck while his fingers toy and tease you. You rush to take off your panties. While taking his right glove off quickly, he hesitates when his flesh hand hovers over his other glove.
“I’ve got something to tell you before we get too far into this.” He says with his knee between your legs still massaging gently, just enough to keep your core engaged. “I lost my arm,” You look confused at the two armed man who is holding you up. “This was made for me.” He sighs, you can feel the weight of many people who’ve left him at this moment, in his breath. You look between your bodies and watch as he grasps the glove, slowly removing it. “It’s vibranium.” He says softly, you gently take his hand and look up at his beautiful blue eyes.
“That’s nearly impossible to get here, how did they…” He cuts you off before you can finish.
“Way too long a story, maybe later. You still in, doll?” He finishes his question with a wink and a wide wiggle of his vibranium fingers. A growl is your answer, by kissing him and grinding against his leg you plead him for more. A sigh with a chuckle is the response you receive followed by his tongue down your throat. Seeing his fingers over your thighs in a worshipping manner, one beautifully tanned skin and the other cold silver metal. You enjoy the feeling of both but the thought of that vibranium arm deep in your cunt makes you whine. The sound clearly did something to him, then recognition of your current location crosses his face.
“Wait wait wait, I-” He interrupts your kiss, you back up slightly just to give him room in case he wants you away, he grasps your arms and pulls you back in close to him. “I want to fuck you, properly.” You melt into him, whimpers fall from your mouth, don’t care how desperate and easy you seem as he keeps purring out his dirty thoughts. “Want to pull those sultry moans and whines out of you, to take my time.” He finishes, wide blue eyes stare back at you.
“My place or yours?” You smirk, trying to pull your confidence back together in the wake of his words.
“Would you feel comfortable with mine?” He says genuinely.
“The fact that you asked that is why I’m getting in your car, well that and this.” Palming his cock over his slacks, you grasp his hand with your other one and kiss him before leading him out of the bar. Letting him take the lead once past the large wooden doors, he guides you to where his car is parked. On the car ride home his flesh hand caresses your thigh, slowly creeping up to where you really want his large fingers.
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Any character worshipping your stretch marks
Close your eyes for me, trust me my love.
He grabs your hand and kisses the palm, down your wrist while his hand carefully places your fingers between his. Cheekily you open one of your eyes but instead of seeing him with a coy smirk like you were expecting. He is focused on your hands with a warm smile, matching his gentle face, you close your eyes again.
“Imagine Starry Night pulled off the wall of the museum and sitting in your lap. Running your fingertips along the golden frame is smooth.” His voice, like silk in your ear as your combined hand is pulled up a silky part of your thigh.
“Oil paint is thick and Van Gogh defines exquisite use of this pigment. Never devoid of texture, the peaks and valleys of the paint pair perfectly in beauty with his use of color and stroke techniques.” Using his off hand to use his fingertip to mime a paint brush against your skin. “The painting in your lap has all of these things as does your fine skin.” Moving your hands to the stretch marks you’ve detested.
“Etched in your skin are the waves of life, paint strokes engraved in your body painted elegantly with time and love.” With eyes closed you feel your skin but in a new perspective, his voice continues behind your ear.
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Scheduled sex - any character
You were snuggled on the couch watching Bob’s Burgers. You watch Bob and Linda plan a night for sex.
“I’ve never gotten that.” You interject.
“Gotten what? His voice ripples around you.
“Scheduled sex! Why wouldn’t you just fuck when you wanna fuck?”
“Oh yeah, that’s right….” You pause for a second too long, before continuing. “But childless people also do it! I don’t know, I've just never understood the concept.”
“I kinda get it.” His voice is your safety blanket swaddling you in the gravel in his voice.
“What? Sex is supposed to be spontaneous and well, sexy.”
“Anticipation, it’s an aphrodisiac baby.”
“Yeah but this is different, it's like days in advance! You can’t keep sexual tension that long!”
“Wanna bet?” He says, his voice drops, rough and deep. You blush and go perfectly still, hoping your stillness will not alert him of how turned on you are right now.
“If I say yes, will you still fuck me tonight?” You smirk.
He chuckles. “Oh for sure! There was no way I wasn’t fucking you tonight anyway. You’ve been rubbing up against me for an hour and a half.” He groans rolling his hips against you so you can feel how hard he is, you whimper wanting more.
“Okay then yes, let’s do it.”
“Alright 3 days from now at 10 pm. Sound good?”
“Yes!” You say and snuggle up to him mostly just to rub your ass into his cock.
“Ugh fuck.” He groans under you. “I may be already regretting this, three days without your cunt is going to be agonizing.”
“Better make the most of tonight.” You say. He smirks and drags you to the bedroom, closing the door behind him.
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