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So close to 1K! I've never done a thank you post before, so here it is.
Thank you to everyone who reads, enjoys, likes, comments, and reblogs my work! You guys push me to keep delivering! 🩵
Should I do a 1k celebration post? I've never done a celebration post before, so if y'all have any ideas, please comment them!
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Dirty Little Secret
Dbf!Stucky x Fem!reader
While your dad celebrates his new promotion, you celebrate with his best friends.
Warnings: smut
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A.N: I wrote this at my parents house as they nurse me back to health from the flu. And now I just know I'm going straight to hell.
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The party was in celebration of your father being promoted at work. All his friends from work were at the house to celebrate with him. Drinks were flowing, laughter filled all spaces of the house, and little appetizers were passed among the guests.
"Where's your daughter?"
Your father waved a hand at his co-worker. "No doubt hiding in her room with her nose stuck to a book."
The two men laughed together. "Some things never change."
Little did your father know, you were in the bathroom with his two best friends.
"FUCK!" You gasped out as Bucky thrust up into you. Steve was quick to put his hand over your mouth, stifling your moans.
"Shh, baby, don't wanna get caught, do you?"
Bucky laughed as he continued to fuck you within an inch of your life. "I don't know Stevie, I think our little slut might wanna be caught."
With wide, pleading eyes, you shook your head as best you could under Steve's hand.
"No?" Bucky asked. "Well then, you better keep quiet, baby." Harder and faster, Bucky fucked you on the tiny bathroom counter. "Such a sweet fucking cunt." He gasped. "I'm gonna fill you up, sweetie."
Beneath Steve's hand, you tried to gasp out your wants. "What is it, baby?" Steve asked as he pulled his hand away.
"Need you, Stevie. Need your kisses."
"Awe," Steve cooed. "Of course, baby. Anything you want." With a hand on the back of your head, Steve both protected your head from slamming into the bathroom mirror and guided your mouth to his own.
As your climax approached, a knock sounded on the bathroom door. Steve broke a part from the kiss to call out. "Occupied!"
"Fuck, that excite you, sweetie? Nearly getting caught?" Bucky asked.
"She squeezing you?" Steve asked before you could answer Bucky. You loved it when they got like this, talking about you during sex like you weren't even there.
"Like a fucking vise." Bucky answered Steve.
"Gonna come," you whined.
Steve brought his thumb down to your center, rubbing your clit. "Come on Bucky's cock, baby. Make a little mess for us."
Your mouth dropped open in a silent scream as your climax hit you. Bucky fucked you through it with sloppy thrusts until he too, came. With his cock deep inside you, Bucky filled you up with his seed.
"Fuck," Bucky breathed out before he faced his partner with a sigh and a pat on the shoulder. "Be a good boy, Stevie, and clean our girl up."
As Bucky backed out from between your legs, Steve took his place. Kneeling, the blond male threw your legs over his shoulders and brought his face down on your center.
"Fuck, Steve," you hissed as quietly as you could at the first lick of his tongue. His hands grasped your thighs tightly as we worked his tongue along your center, slurping up every bit of yours and Bucky's mixed juices.
"Ya see how crazy you make us, baby?" Bucky asked. His storm blue eyes held your gaze. "Can't even get through your daddy's party without fucking your brains out."
"I-I love it," you gasped out. "Love you."
"I know, baby," Bucky answered gently. His hand came up to your cheek, caressing you gently as Steve feasted on you. "We love you too."
You grabbed onto Steve's head, pulling on his short locks of hair as you felt your second climax rise up. "Oh, OH!"
Bucky wrapped his flesh hand around your throat. "Gonna come for Stevie?" He asked, already knowing the answer. Still, you frantically nodded your head. Your eyes clenched shut as you tried to hold off, wanting to extend your pleasure for as long as you could. "Come all over his face, sweets." Bucky ordered.
You couldn't stop your release from barreling through you. Your moans were cut off by Bucjy clenching his fist around your throat for a moment before he let go, allowing you to gasp down the air your body so desperately craved.
With a last lick, Steve pulled away from your center and stood up, just as another knock sounded on the door. "Occupied!" He called out again. Both men waited a moment, listening for the person on the other side of the door to walk away before they returned their attention to you. "I think we're done here now, baby." Steve told you.
You pouted, and gave your tallest boyfriend your best puppy dog eyes. "But I didn't get you off."
Steve shook his head. "That's okay, baby, but we're running low on time before dear ol' dad starts to wonder where you are."
From behind Steve, Bucky leaned forward and kissed you. "We'll finish this tonight. Just tell your daddy that you're going to your friend Sam's house for the night."
"Sarah," you corrected with a smile, knowing full well your boyfriend's knew all the names of your friends and who was trusted with your dirty little secret.
"Right," Bucky corrected as you fixed your clothing in the bathroom mirror.
"Okay," you sighed before nodding to the door. "Coast clear?"
"Let me check." Steve answered before he pulled the door open wide enough to peak out. "Clear," he warned as he guided you out of the bathroom with a hand on your back. Steve closed the bathroom door once you got out, locking it behind you so he and Bucky could clean themselves up a bit better before rejoining the party.
"There's my girl!" Your dad bellowed as you turned the corner into the living room. "What were you up to?"
"Oh, just reading." You lied as you walked up to his side.
"Ah, just as I thought." You gave a little-that's me-shrug.
"Sarah called me and asked if I'd do a sleepover tonight. Is that okay?" You asked just as you saw your boyfriends rejoin the party out from the corner of your eye.
"Of course." Your dad easily agreed.
"Thanks, daddy." You pecked him on the cheek. "I'm gonna go pack my stuff." You admitted before walking off. You did your best not to jump as you walked by Bucky, who gave your bottom a little pinch.
"Good kid you got there," Steve told your dad as you disappeared up the stairs.
"She's my little angel." Your dad said.
"Sure is," Bucky said with a knowing smile that was lost on your father.
If only he knew how good of an angel you were when you were being fucked by his best friends.
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Bucky's face screams: I just fucked my best friends daughter and I might die if he finds out.
i will never NOT think disgusting dbf!stucky thoughts when i see this photo
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ACOTAR ONESHOT VOTE
I have a one-shot in mind that's ACOTAR Azriel X Reader X Cassian. But I need to know, do y'all want pure smut or smut and plot?
#acotar cassian#acotar azriel#acotar#acotar poll#cazriel x fem!reader#cazriel x reader#cassian x azriel#azriel x reader x cassian#voting#acotarvote#azriel x reader#cassian#azriel#cassian x reader
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I think it's about time I make an actual fic with single dad Bucky... 🤔🫢
Image: Single Dad Bucky
Can you picture single dad Bucky? I dreamt of him last night.
He wore a backward baseball cap with his dark locks of hair curling around the edges of it. He held onto the stroller with a tight grip, his baby girl all snuggled up inside. Bucky was a nervous wreck. He wasn't meant to be a father, and certainly not a single one, but he did his best. Nothing mattered now other than his girls health, happiness and safety.
Before Bucky would cruise through the world, not caring about much. Now? A loud bang of a car back firing? His hand was shooting to the stroller, ready to grab his baby girl and go. People wanted to hold her? No fucking way. Crowded, germ filled areas? You wouldn't find him within a hundred feet of it. He had fears now. So many tangible, real, very possible fears that consumed him.
You saw all this. Fatherhood had softened his gaze and turned his fight or flight instincts up to a hundred. His baby girl was a precious gift and you loved her. You loved both of them.
You certainly fell in love first. Bucky's mind was always on his baby and not necessarily on the others he spent time with. But you got through that mental bearier of his, slowly but surely his thoughts and heart grew to be all about BOTH of his girls.
Your first date was at a small cafe that lasted as long as the babies nap did. (It wasn't very long.) But you both knew you wanted to see more of each other afterward.
Once Bucky realised his feelings for you and how deep they went, he brought you over. Not just anyone can walk through his front door. Not when he has his baby girl to protect. But you, you're the exception.
After a while, you're not walking into Bucky's house, but your house. Your home.
Bucky stopped being just a single dad. He became a more. He became a husband.
And he became the happiest man alive.
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Winter *Daddy* Soldier
Image: Single Dad Bucky
Can you picture single dad Bucky? I dreamt of him last night.
He wore a backward baseball cap with his dark locks of hair curling around the edges of it. He held onto the stroller with a tight grip, his baby girl all snuggled up inside. Bucky was a nervous wreck. He wasn't meant to be a father, and certainly not a single one, but he did his best. Nothing mattered now other than his girls health, happiness and safety.
Before Bucky would cruise through the world, not caring about much. Now? A loud bang of a car back firing? His hand was shooting to the stroller, ready to grab his baby girl and go. People wanted to hold her? No fucking way. Crowded, germ filled areas? You wouldn't find him within a hundred feet of it. He had fears now. So many tangible, real, very possible fears that consumed him.
You saw all this. Fatherhood had softened his gaze and turned his fight or flight instincts up to a hundred. His baby girl was a precious gift and you loved her. You loved both of them.
You certainly fell in love first. Bucky's mind was always on his baby and not necessarily on the others he spent time with. But you got through that mental bearier of his, slowly but surely his thoughts and heart grew to be all about BOTH of his girls.
Your first date was at a small cafe that lasted as long as the babies nap did. (It wasn't very long.) But you both knew you wanted to see more of each other afterward.
Once Bucky realised his feelings for you and how deep they went, he brought you over. Not just anyone can walk through his front door. Not when he has his baby girl to protect. But you, you're the exception.
After a while, you're not walking into Bucky's house, but your house. Your home.
Bucky stopped being just a single dad. He became a more. He became a husband.
And he became the happiest man alive.
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#bucky x reader#bucky barnes#bucky#bucky x reader fic#james buchanan barnes#bucky x you#bucky fucking barnes#marvel fanfiction#bucky x reader fanfic#bucky fanfic#bucky x y/n#bucky x reader fanfiction#beefy bucky x female reader#singledad!bucky#singledad!bucky x reader
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Image: Single Dad Bucky
Can you picture single dad Bucky? I dreamt of him last night.
He wore a backward baseball cap with his dark locks of hair curling around the edges of it. He held onto the stroller with a tight grip, his baby girl all snuggled up inside. Bucky was a nervous wreck. He wasn't meant to be a father, and certainly not a single one, but he did his best. Nothing mattered now other than his girls health, happiness and safety.
Before Bucky would cruise through the world, not caring about much. Now? A loud bang of a car back firing? His hand was shooting to the stroller, ready to grab his baby girl and go. People wanted to hold her? No fucking way. Crowded, germ filled areas? You wouldn't find him within a hundred feet of it. He had fears now. So many tangible, real, very possible fears that consumed him.
You saw all this. Fatherhood had softened his gaze and turned his fight or flight instincts up to a hundred. His baby girl was a precious gift and you loved her. You loved both of them.
You certainly fell in love first. Bucky's mind was always on his baby and not necessarily on the others he spent time with. But you got through that mental bearier of his, slowly but surely his thoughts and heart grew to be all about BOTH of his girls.
Your first date was at a small cafe that lasted as long as the babies nap did. (It wasn't very long.) But you both knew you wanted to see more of each other afterward.
Once Bucky realised his feelings for you and how deep they went, he brought you over. Not just anyone can walk through his front door. Not when he has his baby girl to protect. But you, you're the exception.
After a while, you're not walking into Bucky's house, but your house. Your home.
Bucky stopped being just a single dad. He became a more. He became a husband.
And he became the happiest man alive.
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#bucky x reader#bucky barnes#bucky#bucky x reader fic#james buchanan barnes#bucky x you#bucky fucking barnes#marvel fanfiction#bucky x reader fanfic#bucky fanfic#bucky drabble#bucky barnes fluff#bucky barnes drabble#bucky x reader drabble#bucky x femreader#bucky x female reader#marvel drabble
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HELLSENTHERO'S READER'S MAP
I was inspired by @thebestofoneshots who created a map of where their readers are around the world. So, I did my own. 🙂
Comment below what country you live in if you're a reader of mine to see it added to the map!
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For my lovely followers/readers...
#tlou poll#marvel polls#poll#anonymous asks#ask#vote#acotar poll#marvel poll#stucky poll#followers poll#country
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If you ever called him out on his swaggering strut, he would absolutely deny it. But damn, look at him.
#the king of walking #HE WALKS SO WELL what’s that all about (part 2)
SEBASTIAN STAN as James “Bucky” Barnes
in the MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE (2011-2021)
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A Brothers Mate
Azriel X FemReader X Cassian
You knew there was more between Azriel and Cassian, despite others' opinions of the two. You were okay with that, their relationship, but seeing your mate's happy without you was killing you.
Warnings/Themes: Smut, Language, (2.7K Words.)
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You knew the Illyrians were closer than they let on. Others said that the two were raised as brothers, and that may be true, but the sentiment of brotherhood had clearly changed over the centuries. Brothers didn’t look at each other like that.
Azriel leaded against the wall, arm crossed over his chest, a few of his shadows gently swirling around him. Rhys and Mor were talking about some wine and who'd drank more of it the night before. Cassian was sitting comfortably in an armchair adjacent to Mor. One hand hung limp over the side, the other clasped around a glass of amber liquid. You sat on the couch, beside Rhys, listening to the heated debate. You listened, but your gaze was focused on the Shadowsinger and the War Lord. It was small, casual–the glances they shared, but you didn't fail to notice the rosy tint to Cassian’s cheeks or the shy little uptilt of Azriel’s lips.
It was sweet to see the love the two shared. You supported it, you wanted the best for them, but Mother above, it was heartbreaking. It was heartbreaking because you knew they didn't feel the same about you.
“Well,” you drawled, catching the attention of everyone in the room. “I'd hate to cut this riveting debate short, but I'm headed home.” You stood from your seat with a stretch and a small smile. “And it was me, by the way, that drank all the wine.” Mor and Rhys shot daggers at you with their eyes as Cassian let out a boisterous laugh.
“Should've known,” he said with a knowing look your way.
“Night all,” you said as you grabbed your things before leaving out the front door.
The air was crisp. You could smell the beginning of autumn in the air, a soft, smokey undertone that was pleasant to your senses. Your steps echoed in the night as you strolled along the paved pathways of the city. You didn't make it far before a gust of shadow swept wind brushed past you, tickling the tips of your ears.
“You don't have to walk me home.” You told the shadowsinger.
“I want to,” came Azriel's deep reply as he materialized by your side.
“I thought you'd be with Cassian right about now.” Another gust of wind picked up before a second voice answered you.
“Who says he isn't?”
You rolled your eyes at the two over protective illyrians that walked on either side of you. “Hello, Cassian.”
“Hello, sweets,”
“So you two bats are that determined to walk me home?”
“Well,” Cassian begun, nudging his shoulder against your side. “You left too soon sweets, we just wanna spend time together.”
You let out a small laugh. “Right.”
Azriel stopped you with a hand to your shoulder, his grasp was firm, but gentle.
“He's right, Y/N.”
You stepped forward and turned around to face the two males. In the low moonlight they looked even more mysterious and handsome than ever. Their wings appeared darker, more intimidating as they rose above them. You wanted to lean forward and touch the leathery membrane of their wings. You wanted to watch them shudder with pleasure from your touch, listen to their heavy breathing and deep moans. You wanted to taste them, drink their…
You breathed out and took another step back. Your wants didn't matter, the males before you weren't yours.
“You two can move on to whatever you had planned for tonight. I'll tell the others you walked me home and we had a late nightcap, if they want to know why the two of you didn't return right away.” The two males shared a look between themselves and you took that as your cue to continue on your way. You only got a few feet down the street before the males were at your side once more.
“You're more observant than you let on.” Cassian said softly.
“I'm more surprised the others haven't figured it out.” You answered.
“We've been careful. We didn't want them to know anything before you.” Azriel replied.
That comment had you pausing. “Why?”
Cassian ruffled his wings uneasily.
“Isn't it obvious?”
You wanted to believe it, wanted to believe that they felt the same about you than you did them, but you couldn't, wouldn't let yourself entertain the thought.
“No,” you said softly. You knew Cassian and Azriel could hear it for the lie it was.
Azriel stepped forward, close enough that you had to tilt your head up to meet his eyes. “Try again.” He ordered.
You swallowed. “Yes,” you breathed.
“Say it,” Cassian begged. His signature smirk was back on his face.
“I can't,” you admitted.
“C'mon sweets, say it.”
You paused, taking the moment to cherish what was possibly the last moment of your relationship with the males before you, because if you were wrong… Cauldron, if you were wrong, you think you might break. “Because,” you began, “I'm your mate.”
The males before you smiled, even Azriel, who was always very careful with hiding his emotions.
“There you go,” Azriel said, “we've been waiting for you to admit it.”
“How long have you known?” You asked.
“Long enough,” Cassian groaned. “We thought you might say something, that you felt how we did-”
“I do.” You admitted.
“Good,” Cassian breathed. “Then let’s continue home, shall we?” Cassian swept his hand out before him, motioning to continue onwards to your little apartment in the city.
The silence that followed the three of you through the night was comfortable, more comfortable than it perhaps had ever been, now that things were out in the open.
“You don’t mind sharing?” You blurted, disrupting the silence.
Cassian chuckled. “No. Do you?”
“No,” you answered truthfully.
“This bond,” Azriel began softly, “goes three ways, Y/N. It’s not a thread that branches off between us, it’s a continuous circle.”
“A continuous circle,” you murmured. It made sense, the way they looked at each other along with the way the males spoke to you. This wasn’t just some ill fated love triangle, it was the reality you had hoped it would be.
“The snake that eats its own tail.” Cassian said as he threw his arm over your shoulder.
“We don’t want to force you to accept anything you’re not comfortable with.”
“I know.” You answered as you finally reached the front door of your apartment. You stopped on your front steps, pausing for a moment before facing the males just a few steps behind you. “Do you want to come in?”
Their grins were answer enough.
The War Lord and the Spymaster had envisioned this moment many times, many ways, but living it out was something entirely different.
You led them to the living room, waving a hand to the black couch that sat against the far wall. As the males took a seat you busied yourself at the bar cart. “Drink?” You asked, already pouring out a helping for yourself.
“Yes, please.” The males answered in unison.
You made quick work of getting their drinks, pouring each a generous hand of amber liquid before facing them. “When did it click for you?” You asked.
Cassian and Azriel shared a look amongst themselves before looking back at you. “Do you-” Cassian cut himself off as you straddled his lap. His breathing stuttered as Azriel adjusted himself beside the two of you. “Do you remember that party Mor threw a few months ago?”
“Yes.”
“Well,” Azriel took over for Cassian. “It clicked for both of us that night.” Your brows rose in surprise. Up until now, you had thought the two males had separate experiences with the bond.
Azriel chuckled at your look of surprise. He layed a scarred hand on your leg before continuing on and you found yourself wishing he'd trail it up higher, closer to where you needed him.
“It was when we were dancing.” Cassian admitted. “Remember when I stumbled and stepped on your toes?”
“Yeah,” you chuckled at the memory. The War Lord who was usually so balanced on his feet, stumbling on the dance floor to the point of crushing your toes. “I recall being quite upset with you for nearly breaking my toes.”
“Yes well, I was stumbling like a fool because the bond had just snapped for me.”
“I suppose in that case I can forgive you.” You purred, leaning in closer to the male. Cassian set his glass down in favour of holding onto your hips. “And you?” You asked, turning to face Azriel.
“It was when the two of you approached me at the bar that it snapped,” Azriel paused for a brief moment. “For the both of you.”
You debated asking your next question, but figured that no matter the answer, you wouldn't mind. “Have you two…”
“Fucked?” Cassian finished for you boldly.
“Very eloquent, Cas.” Azriel muttered.
“I mean, I figured you have.” You continued. “I’ve seen the way you two look at each other.”
The males shared a look before Azriel answered. “No, we haven’t.”
“We wanted to wait for you, to at least tell you about our feelings before anything happened.” Cassian supplied.
You paused, a slow, knowing smile creeping up on your face. “You romantic fucking bastards.” The males laughed–Azriel’s hand traveled further up your leg. He was so, so close to where you wanted him. “Go higher, Shadowsinger.”
The Shadowsinger complied.
“Mother above the two of you are making me fucking hard.” Cassian groaned.
“Join in.” You demanded as you ground your hips down on his hardening length. Cassian laid one hand on top of Azriels own, right on your hip. The other hand raised to the side of your breast, caressing you over your clothing as he leaned in and began kissing up your neck.
You tilted your head to the side, giving the War Lord better access to your neck as Azriel dipped his fingers under the band of your underwear. His scar covered hand teased your slit, sliding through your wetness to find your bundle of nerves.
“Yes!” You gasped in pleasure as Azriel toyed with you.
Azriel’s warm breath ghosted over you as he chuckled. “So wet.” He murmured.
“Let me taste.” Cassian ordered.
Azriel brought his hand away from your heat and over to Cassian's open mouth. Cassian hummed around Azriels two fingers. If the moment weren’t so intimate, you would ask Feyre to paint a picture of the look in Cassian’s eyes as he licked your juices off of the Shadowsingers fingers. “My turn.” Azriel said. You expected him to dip his fingers back down into your core. Instead, Azriel pulled his fingers free from Cassian’s mouth and leaned in, kissing him.
That, was what you would get Feyre to paint if you could. The two males clung onto you as they devoured each other. Cassian’s hips shifted up, grinding into your core. “He likes it, Az.”
Azriel pulled away with a chuckle. “Of course he does.” The Shadowsingers hazel eyes met your own. “I think it’s time we move this to the bedroom.”
You didn’t take your time going to the bedroom. The three of you were a rushed mess of scattered clothes, heavy breathing and tangled limbs by the time you found yourself spread out on your sheets. “Need you,” you panted. The males in the room knew it wasn’t directed at anyone in particular.
“Need this?” Azriel asked as he slid two of his fingers inside of you.
“Fuck,” you gasped.
“That’s not an answer, sweets.” Cassian said. The War Lord was kneeling beside you, tugging at his cock as he watched Azriel pleasure you.
“Yes,” you answered. “I need this, please, don’t stop.”
“I don’t plan on it.” Azriel answered before he leaned over you. The hand that wasn’t inside you gently grabbed hold of your throat, securing you to the bed as he kissed you. His shadows caressed your body. Cool, dark tendrils that were both an extension of him and their own being entirely. Cassian’s free hand followed the shadows path along you body, bringing warmth back into your body after the shadows cool touches.
“I need more.” You demanded from the males above you. Cassian and Azriel shared a look, both pausing in their movements.
“Who do you want first?” Azriel asked.
You paused, thinking. “You,” you answered back to the Shadowsinger.
Azriel crept off your body and stood at the end of the bed. “As you wish.” He rasped as he shucked his clothing off. With each layer that fell to the floor you wanted to devour the male more and more.
You sat up in interest as Cassian moved away from your side and over to Azriel, lowering himself to his knees. “Gotta make sure you’re ready too.” Cassian said before taking Azriels length into his open mouth. You gasped at the sight of the Spymasters scarred hand clutching onto the other males hair, pulling at his locks as he fucked himself into his mouth. You couldn’t help but find the sight of Cassian on his knees to be natural. Alluring, and natural. With a gasp and a line of saliva, Cassian pulled himself off of Azriel once he deemed him ready. “Go fuck our girl.” He ordered.
And by the Caldron, did Azriel listen.
“Fuck!” You cried out as Azriel thrust relentlessly into you.
“You feel so good.” Azriel breathed.
“So, so good,” you babbled.
“Cas, help her out.” Azriel ordered.
Without removing himself from your breasts, Cassian reached a hand down and circled your bundle of nerves.
“Yes!” You screeched. Your climax came hurtling through you at the hands of your mates and it was unlike anything you had ever experienced before. Azriel reached his end along with you, spilling himself into you with heavy breathes. Cassian ran his hands along both of your bodies with light kisses and whispered words of affection.
“Do you have enough energy to ride Cas?” Azriel asked you with a wicked grin.
“Absolutely.”
Azriel pulled himself free from you with a groan, his spend slipping out after him. Cassian was ready and waiting for you at your side, laying flat on his back. As you prepared to sink down on his length Cassian stopped you with a firm grip around the waist and a light chuckle. “Not my cock, Y/N. I want you to ride my face.” He said as he guided you to sit above him. You knew that if Azriel hadn’t just pulled an orgasm from you then Cassian’s words alone would have.
“Cas,” you gasped as he sat you right where he wanted you.
“Perfect,” Cassian murmured before licking up your core.
The War Lords mouth was absolutely sinful against your already abused core. Azriels shadows wrapped around you, holding you in place for Cassian to devour and Azriel to tease with his mouth and hands. Cassian slurped, sucked, licked and played with every part of you as you sat above him, fucking his face.
“I’m close,” you warned the males. Whether it was minutes or hours after your first orgasm, you couldn’t tell, all you knew was that you had been filled with pleasure for longer than you could contain. “Cas!” You cried. “I’m-close! I, I…” you broke off in a moan as you came over your mates face.
Behind you, Azriel fisted Cassian to completion, working him through his own climax with his hand.
After a few deep breaths you slid off of Cassian and into the sheets beside him, throwing an arm over his naked torso as Azriel stood and made his way to your bathroom. The Spymaster was gone for less than a minute before he returned with a damp cloth and cleaned the two of you up, ridding of it somewhere else in your room before sliding into bed with the two of you.
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It was later in the night, or perhaps early morning, that you broke the silence between yourself and your mates. “Tell Rhys you can’t go on any missions for a while.” You said to the males that laid on either side of you.
“Why?” Azriel asked.
“Because,” you admitted, “in the morning I plan on making the two of you breakfast.”
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The Roommate Series | The Christmas Gift
Roommate!Bucky X Reader
This is a drabble series based on my life with my roommate.
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It was just before Christmas that you got a text from your roommate, Bucky.
'Hey, weird question for NO REASON'.
'What's your ring size?"
You laughed when the text came through, knowing exactly why he was asking. The two of you had been joking that you were practically a married couple living together, eating together, and shopping together. When Bucky first joked about it, you'd asked him,
If we're married, then where's my ring?
Don't worry about it. It's coming. Bucky had answered.
You thought he was full of it before, just going along with the joke. But now, you're not so sure.
You texted him back your ring size, a little smiley emoji next to it.
'Excellent, I'll do absolutely nothing with this info at all.'
You rolled your eyes at the text.
'As expected. Lol.' You texted back, but what you really meant was, sure, like I believe a word you say.
Come Christmas time, you found a bag, much bigger than what a ring would be in under your little tree. The bag was black and gold and you couldn't help but think it matched perfectly with his metal arm.
Bucky walked out of his room, dressed in loose fitted pajamas. He grabbed the bag from under the tree and sat down on the couch, beckoning you over. You happily sat by him, pulling your legs up and under you as you did so.
"For me?" You asked, nodding towards the bag.
"Of course," Bucky answered with a smile. He passed the bag to you, which was surprisingly light for the size of it. "Open it up."
With a large smile, you dug around the bag, grabbing hold of a small, black box. You eyed it for a moment before opening it up.
Inside the box sat a beautiful golden ring. A large oval gem at its center. In the low light of the morning, it glittered like fresh snow. On either side of the gem were small, triangular cut gems that pointed out in all three directions.
"You bastard," you breathed.
"I told you I'd get you a ring." Bucky answered.
"Yeah," you answered as you slipped the ring on your finger. "I guess you did."
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The Roommate Series
A new series of drabbles where I take real-life scenarios that have happened between my roommate and I and turn it into fanfiction. (Roommate!Bucky X Reader)
* These are in no particular reading order. *
Drabble one: The Christmas Gift
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Little sneak peek at my ACOTAR wip. Who's ready for some cazriel?
Read the fic here.
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Chris Evans Steve Rogers
AVENGERS: INFINITY WAR (2018)
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ACOTAR Masterlist
Azriel X Reader
Oneshots
Hot Under the Collar: A mandatory visit to the Illyrian war-camp takes a turn for the worst when three hot-headed males decide they want to send their High Lord a message.
Azriel X Reader X Cassian
Oneshots
A Brothers Mate: You knew there was more between Azriel and Cassian, despite others' opinions of the two. You were okay with that, their relationship, but seeing your mate's happy without you was killing you.
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