Come on me, I mean camaraderie - Alexei Shostakov x ftm!Reader
A/N: also known as the three times you get Alexei alone and the one time he gets you alone. Alternatively, the blowjob fic
Title is from Bed Chem by Sabrina Carpenter
Don’t like, don’t read. But please do let me know if I missed a tag!!!
This is meant to be read as the sequel to pick me up, pull ‘em down, turn me around, so I’d advise reading that first
Dedicated to @shostakovalexei for fueling my writing by sending a David Harbour thirst edit in the Discord. I hope this lives up to your request
Dividers by @/enchanthings
CW: smut; explicit sexual content; oral sex; blowjobs; mentions of past sex; horny!Reader; annoying!Walker; Russian nicknames; Reader has a nickname not explained in the fic; Alexei has a big dick; gagging, a lot of it; crying during sex; cum eating; praise; light banter; biting kink; slight pain kink; slight dom!Alexei; clothes ripping; mentions of multiple rounds; mentions of cumming inside; mentions of overstimulation; I dunno the name of this position, I just saw it once in a porn GIF; Alexei has a short refraction period; soft!fucking; subspace, sorta; implied chubby!Reader; cumplay; mentioned short!Reader; romantic!Alexei, sorta; Reader is down bad for Alexei; fingering; use of the words dick and hole for Reader’s parts; cockwarming; boot humping; mild throat fucking; kissing; ‘I love you’s; cuddling
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1.
The first time you get Alexei alone after your little kitchen meetup, you’re fully intending to fuck him.
It’s been a week. A long, horrible, torturous week of being unbearably horny around Alexei and having to do everything in your power to hide it from the others. Which is almost impossible given that your boxers soak with slick when he does so much as smirk at you.
Never mind actually trying to train in the same room as him. Or, at one point, watch a movie with his hand sneakily placed on your thigh.
In your mind, you two are flashing neon signs screaming ‘we had sex’ to the others. But no one really seems to react much aside from a bit of suspicion from Yelena.
With Walker, you’ve already given up on him not knowing. Not after he’d come up to you after training the next day to hiss, “In the kitchen? Really?”
You’d just shot him a death glare and tried your best to ignore the way your face burned with embarrassment.
But you weren’t feeling embarrassment now.
You’re actually feeling rather brave.
You’re outside Alexei’s room, heart pounding in your chest. The floor is mostly empty for tonight. Walker and Bucky are out on a mission and Bob’s down with the girls.
It’s just you and Alexei for tonight.
You raise your hand up to knock on his door.
The second your knuckles make contact with the door, it’s flung wide open. Alexei’s standing there, silhouette illuminated by the light from his room.
“Uh, hi…” You say awkwardly. “Is this a bad time?”
“Of course not, utenok.” He steps back to let you in. You step into his room, wiping your sweaty palms on your pants.
His room is comfortable, filled to the brim with knickknacks and photographs and posters. Takeout boxes and laundry litter the floor, giving the room a lived-in feeling. You hide a smile as Alexei hastens to subtly shove a pile of laundry under a chair.
“So,” he turns to you with a grin. “You’ve come to keep our promise.”
You swallow and nod, opening your mouth to say the carefully prepared words you’d spent hours agonizing over and perfecting. And then your gaze drifts downwards.
He’s wearing sweatpants. Fucking sweatpants that do absolutely nothing to hide the outline of his dick. And suddenly you’re drooling, not a single thought in your head. Because his dick looks huge.
“Ah.” He sounds smug. “It is impressive, no? The Little Guardian is very mighty. It has conquered many a lover.”
“Mhmm.” You’re barely listening to him. You were already unbearably horny on the way to his room. Now, faced with the idea of getting that absolute monster inside you?
“I wanna suck you off.” Your words are breathless, halfway to a whimper.
You don’t even care that he looks so smug. All you can think about is getting your mouth on his dick.
Alexei chuckles and takes a seat on the edge of his bed. “Now, now, utenok. Wouldn’t you rather—“
You don’t give him time to finish. The second his ass meets the sheets, you’re dropping to your knees in front of him. His words stutter to a halt as you push your way between his spread knees and nuzzle your face against his half-hard dick.
It rises to full mast almost immediately, a low groan sounding in Alexei’s throat. “Fuck, dorogoy.” His thick fingers cup your head, not forcing you closer but keeping you in place. “You’re that eager for the Red Guardian’s dick?”
“Yes,” you murmur, pressing greedy kisses along his bulge. “God, Alexei, you’re so big…”
You can practically hear his ego swelling above you, but you don’t care. You press your mouth to his covered tip, tongue flicking out to lap at the fabric.
He curses in Russian, dick twitching under you. You can feel the fabric dampen, can taste the faint tang of salt. And just that small taste is enough to drive you wild.
You pull back, fingers hooking in the waistband of his sweatpants. He lifts his hips, allowing you to tug his sweatpants and boxers down. He groans as his dick springs free.
And you drool.
He’s thick, big and girthy in a way you’ve only ever seen before in porn. And he’s so pretty; his dick slightly curved and colored a blushing shade of red.
You lick your fingers and grip the base of his cock, giving him a few experimental strokes. He hisses out a curse, his dick twitching and drooling precum.
You lean in, unable to help yourself. You lap at his tip, moaning at the salty taste. Alexei growls, hips jerking a little. “That’s it, krasavchik.”
His praise makes your chest all warm and you melt a little internally. You open your mouth and stick out your tongue, letting him guide the head of his dick in.
He groans as soon as your tongue swirls around the tip. He grips your head, keeping you in place as you start to suck his dick as best you can.
It’s more challenging than any time you’ve had before, but Alexei’s moans send a thrill through you. You’re drooling like a waterfall, saliva spilling down his dick as you inch it further into your mouth.
Finally, his dick reaches the limit of what you can take. You gag a little, swallowing around him to keep from retching. And Alexei groans. His hips thrust forward, pushing his thick cock deeper into your mouth.
You gag harder, tears springing to your eyes. You struggle to breathe in through your nose, fighting down the instinctive panic. You can feel the tears slipping down your cheeks; your eyes stinging.
Alexei doesn’t even last a moment longer. He cums with a string of Russian curses, thick seed filling your mouth and spilling down your throat. He lets go of you and you pull back, coughing and swallowing to clear your throat.
“Oh, Duckie,” Alexei gasps, “That was magnificent.” He reaches down, brushing the tears from your face. “You are magnificent.”
You manage a grin, licking the last of his cum from your lips. “It’ll be even better next time.”
His eyes darken, his voice deepening in a way that has your dick throbbing. “Next time? Oh, dorogoy, you are more than I deserve.”
You laugh softly and rest your head against his knee. You smile up at him. “Can’t let you keep your promise that quickly.”
He just chuckles.
2.
The second time you and Alexei get a moment of alone time together, you’re on a mission.
You’ve been fighting some crazy bird lady for days now. And it’s getting exhausting. You hadn’t known pigeons could be so lethal until a run-in at a bank with her.
Now you’re sneaking through some old building, trying to get into position as Ava distracts her.
You’re not really focusing on the mission though. You’re too distracted by the tantalizing sight of Alexei’s ass just a few feet in front of you. He’d insisted on going first and you hadn’t argued after realizing you’d get the perfect view of his ass in his far too tight suit.
You’re literally drooling by the time your comms crackle to life.
“Guardian, Duckie; are you two ready?” Bucky’s voice is just buzzing in your ears, your entire being vibrating with the need to bite into the meat of Alexei’s ass.
“The Red Guardian is ready,” Alexei replies gruffly.
There’s a beat of silence, then Alexei turns to you. “Duckie?”
“Come on me,” you breathe, unable to stop the words from spilling from your lips. Alexei’s eyes widen.
“What?” Yelena’s voice comes clearly through your earpiece.
“I said camaraderie!” You panic. Your face is hot as you hastily turn away from Alexei. “You know, like friendship! I was saying I’m here for you all!”
There’s a moment of absolute silence. Then Yelena mutters something in Russian and you can feel the tension relax as Ava snorts in response.
When you turn back to Alexei, your breath hitches. He’s gazing at you with a look of absolute hunger. You open your mouth to say something but he presses a finger to your lips.
‘After’, he mouths. Your heartbeat skips a pace and you nod. You can do after. After is fantastic.
After comes the second the team files out of the debriefing room. Alexei makes up some excuse about needing to talk to you and the rest of the team seems to buy it.
The moment they’re gone, Alexei’s pulling you to him. His mouth crashing to yours with an intensity that makes your head spin.
“Fuck, krasavchik,” he growls. “You like the Red Guardian’s suit?”
You can barely gasp out your answer as his lips move down to your neck. He attacks your skin with a vengeance; already grinding his dick against your thigh.
“Yes!” You whimper out. “I love your suit, Alexei! You look so sexy in it!”
He groans and full-on bites you. You moan and cry out loudly, the pain making your pleasure spiral higher.
Alexei claps a hand over your mouth. “Shhh, dorogoy, not so loud.”
You can’t help yourself though. Not when he’s mapping out your sweet spots with his teeth. You keen when he nips at a spot just below your jaw.
He growls softly and presses on your shoulder. “On your knees, utenok.”
You obey immediately, dropping to your knees and gazing up at him pleadingly. He groans softly and yanks at his suit. Not even bothering to try with the zipper. It rips loudly, but neither of you care.
He’s naked under his suit and you go for his dick like a starving man at a feast. This time, though, you don’t try to take the whole thing. Instead, you bring your hand up and spit into it. Grasping his cock and giving your wrist a slight twist.
His hips jerk, precum spilling across your tongue as you lap at his tip. Moaning at the taste; at the indecency of it all.
Alexei doesn’t last long. It only takes a few more moments before his dick is twitching in your hand and he’s cumming into your mouth. Making you pull back and pout up at him. “You should’ve warned me…”
He groans and you can tell he’s seriously considering giving into you by the way his dick starts to harden again.
But there are voices from further down the hall. And as much as you loved this, you have no interest in being caught.
“Next time,” Alexei murmurs. Reaching out to swipe his thumb over a stray droplet of cum on your lower lip. You lean forward and suck it off his thumb, making him growl softly.
“I’m holding you to that,” you murmur.
He smirks. “When have I ever let you down, Duckie?”
3.
The third time you’re alone with him, you’re in your room.
You’ve been thoroughly fucked; having lost count of how many times he made you cum sometime around the third or fourth orgasm. You’re pretty sure you’ve been stuffed with enough cum to last you a lifetime.
Or for the next five minutes, as Alexei rolls onto his side. He nuzzles into you, murmuring softly in Russian. You smile and trace your fingers over one of the many bite marks you’d left on his bicep.
Not that you’re looking much better. He’s just as into biting as you are; leaving your skin a mess of red blotches and teeth marks.
“Dorogoy,” he murmurs, “I have a thought.”
“Mmm?”
“One more round.” He catches your mouth with his, pressing a lingering kiss to your lips. “I want to fuck your mouth.”
Your body heats at the suggestion. And also at the quiet care in his voice. You’re too sensitive to fuck him one more time and too tired for most anything else. But you could do a blowjob.
When you move to get up, though, he tuts softly. “No, no.”
Your brow crinkles. He just smirks a little. “Just lie there and look handsome, utenok. I will do the rest.”
You huff softly but shrug. “Alright.”
He chuckles quietly and gets up. He moves you a little, manhandling your body into position. You’re now lying at the edge of your bed, head hanging off just a bit.
You’re unsurprised to see his dick is already hard. Even for an older man, the serum works wonders on his refraction period. Making you eternally grateful for not just his strength, but his stamina too.
He taps the tip of his dick against your lips, smearing precum against them. You open your mouth and he eases his cock inside.
This time, he goes slow. He still curses and growls as your hot mouth envelops his dick, but he keeps his thrusts under control.
It gives you time to really lavish his cock with attention. You swirl your tongue around his tip, lapping at his precum. He inches in, little bit by little bit; slowly thrusting in and out.
By the time you’re really drooling, he’s gone further than before. When you gag this time, he pulls back. Giving you time to recover before he’s sliding back in.
It’s kind of nice, in a way. Soon you’re not even using your tongue much. You’re just letting him thrust lazily into your mouth as he mutters sweet-sounding things in Russian.
Your brain starts to fuzz over. Your eyes fluttering shut as your body gets used to his movements. Even your gag reflex starts to ease a little, letting him slip a little deeper as the time passes.
Finally, he pulls out. Shifting to the side and leaning over you a little as he strokes his dick. His hips stuttering in little thrusts as he cums all over your stomach rolls..
And you expect that to be it.
You are not expecting him to reach out and swipe his fingers through his cum. Not are you expecting him to bring it to your lips. But you suck them clean anyway, sighing softly at the bitter taste.
“That’s my good little Duckie,” he murmurs.
You snort and roll back onto the bed, not caring about getting cum on the already-ruined sheets. “Not little, ‘Lexei. Just short.”
He chuckles and flexes his arms. “You are little to me, utenok.”
And, well, you can’t really argue with that.
+1
The first time Alexei gets you alone is ridiculously romantic.
You’re stressed, having spent the whole day dealing with Walker being increasingly aggravating. You’re at your absolute limit when Alexei knocks on your door, quietly murmuring soothing words.
He gently lures you out to the common room before seating you down on a couch. And for several full minutes, you’re forced to stare your feelings for him right in the face as he fetches you snacks and drinks and the softest blanket you’ve ever felt.
You just know the look on your face is ridiculously dopey as he finally settles down next to you. He turns on a movie; a favorite of you both. And for several hours, you just relax.
The stress seeps away. Especially when Alexei’s hand sneaks under the blanket and into your pants. You know for a fact the others are off doing their own things, so you don’t hold back your moans.
His thick fingers feel like heaven. Your hole greedily sucks him in, slick soaking your boxers.
When you cum, you do so loudly. Your head back against his chest, eyes closed in bliss. He drags your orgasm out, only pulling his fingers out when you squirm away.
He licks his fingers clean, groaning at the taste. “Fuck, dorogoy,” he mutters. “You taste divine.”
You laugh breathlessly and turn to look at him. “You gonna let me return the favor?”
His eyes darken. You grin.
You abandon your spot on his lap in favor of kneeling between his legs. He groans softly, already working on undoing his belt. You’re pulling him out only moments later, already leaning in to run your tongue along a vein in his dick.
He swears and drops his head back. Stifling a jerk of his hips.
“Tonight is supposed to be for you,” he grumbles softly, but you can see the way his fingers grip the arm of the couch.
“This is for me,” you murmur back. “Just let me taste you… Just for a little bit…”
His hand comes down to stroke your cheek. “I could never say no to you, krasavchik.”
You smile and lean in again.
You’re not quite used to his size yet, but you manage to get a decent bit into your mouth this time. And then you go still. Holding his cock on your tongue. Letting drool slide down the length of his dick.
He groans and lets his head fall back. Not quite relaxing, given how hard his cock is. But calming nonetheless.
And you just stay there. Letting the weight of his dick in your mouth slowly ground you. Letting your mind get fuzzier and fuzzier while your boxers get wetter and wetter.
Eventually, there’s not a thought left in your mind. You feel all floaty, warm, and tingly. There’s nothing but the quiet but desperate need to cum again.
You shuffle closer. He doesn’t say anything. He’s gone back to watching the movie, thumb slowly stroking your cheek. You shift a little to the side, nudging his boot with your knee.
He doesn’t even look down at you. He just lets you move his boot. You press yourself to the toe of his boot. Still no reaction from him. You rock against it. Nothing.
Slowly, you start to grind against his boot. Trying so hard to keep down the moans building in your throat. But they crawl their way up, the vibrations finally pulling Alexei’s attention back to you. He groans softly, his hips gently thrusting forward. Pushing his cock a little deeper into your mouth.
There’s no resistance. You take it easily, whimpering around him. He pushes in a little further. And then a little more.
As your grinding gets more intense, so do his thrusts. He keeps them slow, easing his dick in and out until his tip brushes the back of your throat. You gag a little and he starts to pull back. But you grab his leg, nudging yourself forward again until he’s almost back to where he was.
You force yourself to breathe, taking a moment to prepare yourself. Your dick rubs against your boxers in a delightful way, making you shiver. And then you’re taking him down as far as he can go.
It’s not all the way, but it’s close to it. And you gag, throat fluttering around his thickness. He swears, groaning and spitting curses in a mashed up mess of languages. He starts to move; quick little jerks of his hips. He’s not really pulling out, just fucking your throat with short thrusts.
You grind against his boot, humping it desperately as you start to get lightheaded. Your orgasm crashes into you, making your head spin and your brain go numb with pleasure.
Alexei pulls out, snarling as he cums all over your mouth and chin. Painting you white with his seed.
You lean against his knee as you take a moment to recover, panting as you catch your breath.
Alexei pulls you up into his lap again. Tugging you into a soft kiss that leaves you breathless all over again. He pulls back slowly, murmuring something so quietly you almost miss it.
“Mmm?” You gaze at him dazedly. A dopey expression on your face.
He chuckles softly and kisses you again. “I love you, utenok. My little Duckie.”
Warmth spreads through you. You grin, kissing a splotch of smeared cum from his lower lip. “Still not little.”
He huffs. But you continue, your voice softening. “But I love you too, ‘Lexei.”
His eyes shine at that. He pulls you against him, tucking your head against his shoulder. It’s a quiet moment. Something soft and perfect and yours.
You close your eyes and relax against him. “I love you, Alexei.”
His lips press to your head. “I love you too, dorogoy.”
