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oddballsfan · 2 years
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español
oye. saben que soy fan de oddballs. pero lo que no saben es que también veo tig n Seek y hice este video
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Hey. You know I'm a fan of oddballs. but what they don't know is that i also watch tig n seek and i made this video
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Evan and Barty would constantly cuss James out for ‘domesticating’ Regulus.
Once Regulus was a cold bitch, but now Regulus smiles and blushes and talks about butterflies being in his stomach.
Sure, they didn’t like Regulus being a bitch, but he was their bitch. And they would like that back.
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ecstarry · 1 month
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moodboard for the graphics I did for the @maraudersmonstermash. i was so so honored when they asked me to do the branding and got even more excited when they shared their vintage horror inspo for it <3
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wolfstargazer · 2 months
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Echoed - a wolfstargazer microfic - word count: 380
Lily shifted in bed beside him. The scent of her filled his senses, bedwarm, and something floral, and he gathered her to him in his arms.
She gave a little sigh against him, held his hand tight around her waist, and said, "Can't sleep?"
James said nothing for a moment, planted a kiss on her shoulder, before saying, quietly, "I just wish that I could make them see..."
James trailed off, the memory of the argument between them from that evening drifting back to him, their words and accusations echoing through his mind. He had tried, and failed, yet again to make them see. But reason seemed to be beyond them now....replaced by suspicion and the bitterness of betrayal.
Sirius had shouted.
Remus had shut down.
And then both of them had stormed out, with things worse than before, and half-empty glasses left on the table and half-truths left unsaid.
"Perhaps you can't," James heard Lily say, her voice bringing him back to the present.
James tensed a little but tried to relax as Lily gently stroked the back of his hand with one thumb. "Perhaps it's not your job to make things right between them?"
"Hmmmm." James made a thoughtful sound and, resigning himself that whatever could be done to fix things could not be fixed right now, closed his eyes.
A beat of silence. Then Lily said, "Do they know... do you think? Do you think they've realised?"
James' eyes fluttered open. He could just about make out the shadowy outline of Lily's head turned away from him on the pillow beside him. His stomach gave a tiny lurch. He knew, without question, what his wife was really asking.
James thought of everything that had passed between them. The years of hesitations, uncertainty, and guarded smiles. He remembered the way their eyes would follow one another, unnoticed but so apparent if either of them had dared to really look.
He thought of Padfoot, Sirius, closer than a brother... who shared everything with him...apart from this.
James cleared his throat and said, slowly, "Yes. I think so."
Lily nestled herself into James more closely.
"That makes it all the sadder, somehow," she said.
James said nothing, although he silently agreed, held his wife tightly to him and tried to get some sleep.
Prompt by @breakmyheartwolfstar
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jehcee · 7 months
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After an exhausting day
Sirius: I need icecream cold enough to freeze my brain
Peter: bold of you to assume your brain ever worked 😏
Sirius: normal people like you annoy me!
Sirius: sure my brain is of no help in some situations
Sirius: but that doesn't mean my brain ever shuts up!!
Remus: I wish I could fuck the voices in your head to shut them up
Peter:
James:
Remus: .... So that came out loud I guess
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npdclaraoswald · 6 months
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Another crosspost from my Instagram!
The 📚 emoji marks characters I've read at least one full tradeback for, though I have read at least a single issue for all of them except John Proudstar.
Those books at the end are Moonshot: The Indigenous Comics Collection edited by Hope Nicholson and Native Americans in Comic Books: A Critical Study by Michael A Sheyahshe
EDIT: Got John Proudstar's date wrong, he joined the X-Men in the 70s, not the 80s
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twisting-echo · 7 days
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Sorry if this sounds rude but what made you ship belle x sully?
By the way the ship is still very cute and I'm starting to ship it myself!💛💙
Hey there! Don't worry, your question didn't come off as rude at all.
I know you asked me this during Belle x Sulley Week, and I really wanted to answer this during that time, so I'm sorry for the long wait.
I'm very glad to hear that you think Belle x Sulley is a cute ship and that you're starting to ship them. That makes me extremely happy because that means my posts about them are working. 🥰
Okay, what made me ship them was when I watched the Disney Mirrorverse announcement trailer after it first dropped back in March of 2022. But the precise moment was when Belle and Sulley smiled and nodded at each other while they protected each other from the Fractured. And after that, I kind of became obsessed with thinking about what their interactions would be like and concluded that their personalities mesh really well together, and thus the Belle x Sulley ship was born!
Thanks for the ask @acidicleafbat !
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viewlumia · 10 months
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I see we are at the bargaining stage of grief
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cyberxilophone · 9 months
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September Patreon Catalog
From brutification with animatronics, to weight gain in a horror setting, or even just plain ol' weight gain fluff, there's so much to see on my Patreon during this first September week! Not just that, but an oingoing poll to see which one of these baddies is gonna get invovled with some kinky shenanigans is currently happening! Just click here to check it out!
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oddballsfan · 2 years
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español:
Aunque no se llevan tan bien, yo si lo veo como pareja (o sea, como ship) y eso si me gusta (deseo que sea canon XD)
english:
Although they don't get along so well, I do see it as a couple (that is, as a ship) and I like that (I wish it was canon XD)
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stormxpadme · 2 years
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New smut oneshot online here.
In which a little bike trip brings a bit of kink negotiations.
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writtenbymoonflower · 4 months
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Stumble
James is drunk and you are easily flustered. James Potter x kinda shy!reader
cw: mentions of drinking, being drunk, swearing, slight mention of smut
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You would’ve been scared of the sudden sound of your front door opening if you hadn’t heard your boyfriend's erratic giggles echoing from behind the entrance, along with someone fervently shushing him. 
“Fuck Prongs, are you trying to wake up the whole bleedin’ city?” You heard Sirius’ irritated voice. 
You rushed to the front door to see all the commotion, you knew that James had gone out with Remus and Sirius tonight, but you didn’t expect them to be home so early. 
“Oh thank fuck you’re awake.” Sirius sighed in relief, nudging your bumbling boyfriend towards you. 
“Angel! Oh Merlin, I missed you.” He flung himself towards you, nearly sending you both tumbling to the carpeted floor. You giggled despite yourself. 
“Someone had fun tonight.” You stroked the hair at the nape of his neck, feeling the light amount of sweat coating the tendrils. 
“Oh believe me, he did." Sirius said, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. "He got slightly drunk within thirty minutes and started sharing way too much information about the two of you.” Your face heated and scrunched at that, thankful Sirius chose not to share specifics. “Then he tried to order a lemonade to slow down, but the bartender thought he meant a vodka lemonade. Dumbass didn’t notice until his fourth.” Sirius cracked up, clearly finding humor at his friend's expense. 
“Oh baby,” You laughed in pity. “Thanks for getting him home, Siri.” You waved at your friend before he left, while he muttered something about can’t take him anywhere as he shut the door. 
“Y/N…” James slurred, still not letting you go. “My girl, my sweet baby girl, I missed you so much.” 
“You saw me not three hours ago, Jamie.” You said gently, trying to urge him towards your shared bedroom. He finally relented, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and side-hugging you as you both walked down the hall (you walked at least, he stumbled). 
“I know! A whole three hours without seeing this pretty face.” He tried to boop your nose but ended up just pawing at your face. “How am I supposed to thrive under these conditions? I felt myself dying, I was being drained. You’re too cute to be kept from me.” You thanked your lucky stars he was probably too wasted to notice how his words affected you. 
You were always easily flustered by James, anytime he was his usual sickly sweet self your whole body heated and you couldn’t look him in the eye. He made you feel all too exposed and all too small at the same time. Thankfully, he was a kind boyfriend and rarely used his powers to torment you (despite how much he wanted to declare his love for you every second of every day). But apparently, in his impaired state he either didn’t remember how he made you suffer or didn’t care. 
You walked through the bedroom (having to tug James away from the bed, which was very difficult considering he was both strong and dead weight), into the ensuite. 
“You’ve gotta brush your teeth, Jamie.” He whined but complied, grabbing his toothbrush and jumping onto the counter like a little kid. "Thank you." You said, being extra gentle with him in this state.
“How am I supposed to disobey when you sound so cute bossing me around?” You rolled your eyes, trying to keep from getting dizzy with affection. You put some paste onto his brush and he got to cleaning his teeth, keeping his doe-eyes on you the whole time. He brushed for about 20 seconds before jumping from the counter, spitting and rinsing his mouth. He didn’t waste any time grabbing for you. 
“Jamie, c’mon, let’s get you changed.”
“Yeah? You gonna strip me down, baby?” You stifled a pained laugh, turning to ash on the spot. “If you wanted me naked you just had to say so, you didn’t have to pretend there was another reason. Sneaky girl.” He grabbed your face in his hands and squished your cheeks, kissing your pushed-out lips. You shook him off and he quickly started undressing down to his boxers. Once he was done with that he grabbed you again. 
“Let’s get to bed.” You tried to gently lead him over but he flung you both onto the mattress. You every so gently pulled his glasses form his face, folding them and setting them on the nightstand.
“Never stop touching me, I can’t handle it.” He whined, looking deep into your eyes with enough love to make your chest burn. “You’re too pretty to let go. Way too pretty. You’re like, glowing. You always are. It’s no fair, Angel.” He grabbed your face in his hands and started kissing all over your face. 
You had a feeling the night was nowhere close to being over. 
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gyrlliar · 5 months
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Initiation
(football team x bttm cheerleader male/ftm reader)
(note: dubcon(?), gangbang & bondage; read with caution, another horny...thing sorry)
How did you end up like this...? All your life, through out high school, you were a cheerleader. Your charming, bright smile, your flexablity and your loud, cheerful voice was perfect for the role. You surely passed the tryouts with flying colors as you did a double tuck handspring buck tuck and ended with a huge smile on your face. Everyone cheered as you ended your routine, you were perfect for the cheerleading team. But...just one more thing.
You had to pass the initiation test.
So here you were, tied up on the floor of the locker room. You were stripped of your bottom half as the sickeningly saturated logo of your school stuck out on your tight top. You were gagged with the ribbons used to decorate the school's cheerleading team's hair.
A whimper bubbled from your throat as you felt your legs' muscles being strained in this position. This surely wasn't a usual initiation.
You heard the loud claps and cheers from the outside, this was the start of the season for the college football team and they were killing it. The boys' hard bodies collided against the opposing team, running through the field, furiously grasping at the ball...and touchdown! The crowd goes wild, the school's team had won.
The football team let out a satisfied sigh as they went to the locker room, their loud, deep voices echoing through the stairs, the boys chatted cheerfully about their awesome victory, the sounds of their reverberated voices got closer...
They all stopped talking when they saw you. A cute cheerleader, tied up like a turkey and gagged like a dog. You were placed on the floor, ass and sex bare in the air whilst your eyes were watering up due to embarassment and shyness. One of the boys, Josh, the center, let out a low whistle and whispered a curse word unded his breath as the boys approached you cautiously, almost unsure about what to do.
"Uh...hey...?" Daniel, the quarterback called out softly to you, you tried to turn your head towards him but he stopped you seeing your struggle and he hesitatingly kneeled down next to your eyelevel. "Um...I just, I gotta ask...what is happening here...? Is the.." Daniel pauses, he gulps down his confusion whilst looking at his team who shrugs with the same amount of confusion.
Daniel continues. "Is this a prank from the cheerleading team...?" He asked, you tried to answer but you remembered you have a gag over your mouth. The quarterback let out an 'oh' and tore off the gag with ease, your saliva dripping out of your mouth in a...lewd manner as you gasp in relief.
"T-this..." You cleared your throat as the boys looked at you in partial confusion, partial pity and partial horniness. "This isn't a prank...apparently...i-it's my initiation?" You stated to them, but with an unsure tone that brought a heavier state of confusion to the players.
"Well...um...this is..." Keon, the wide receiver, stuttered out as the other boys looked away from your lower half in respect. "I never knew that the cheerleading team was so...rough with initiations..." Gerald, the halfback said whilst covering his mouth with his hand and his growing tent with the other. "This has never happened before and I'm a senior." James, the guard said, as the other players nodded slowly.
Daniel looked at you, up and down and blushed at the sight of your bareness at the lower half. "Um...we're just gonna let you go and...just pretend this never happened-" "N-no, please." You cut off Daniel in the middle of his sentence, your watery, doe eyes looking up at him and the boys, pleadingly. They almost let out a coo at your cute, desperate face.
"I-I really want to get in the cheerleading team so...please...use me for my purpose in this initiation...?" You said shyly with a desperate tone as you raised your ass up in the air, almost enticing the boys to just pounce on you. And you did entice one of them. Ivan, the fullback, muttered a 'fuck it' under his breath and pulled out his fat, musky cock from his pants and slapped it on your face.
The other players almost protested and were shocked at Ivan's bold display, Ivan smirked and chuckled, a little bit embarrassed but riled up at the sight of you. "Ivan...what the-?!" Daniel exclaimed as Ivan shushes him.
"You guys want this cute little cheerleader to follow his dream right?" Ivan asks them whilst pushing the tip in your plush, warm mouth. "So..." He sighs shakily in pleasure. "Let's help him pass his initiation." He grunts as he shoves his fat cock in your mouth. You let out a squeak and surprise as you sucked on his cock.
The team looked at each other, scratching the back of their heads as they unbuckle their belts. "Let's help him, huh?" Luke, the tackle, asked his twin. Lucas, the other tackle and the twin of Luke simply let out a chuckle.
The team huddled above you, "Yellow Gargyles on 3?" Daniel cheered out. "One, two, three...!" The team chanted out, you looked up at them as they whipped out their cocks. You gulped in anticipation as you caught a whiff of the musky smell of their well-hung, thick and girthy cocks.
This really isn't a usual initiation.
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(part 2 soon, im lazy to finish this)
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beautifulbrainrot · 8 months
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sirius and remus getting jealous over seeing their mommy only touch all over james in the library, him basically dry humping her hand and she massages him through his pants. unfortunately, james had been the only behaved that week so siri and rem get punished by watching. 😍🙏
i love you. like so much, thank you omg!!! i feel like this is bad, but i loved the concept and this is my first request for them omh!! lmk what u think 💋
poly!marauders x fem!reader
cw 18+ poly!marauders (james x sirius x remus x you) , sub!characters, dom!reader, semi public (in library but it’s implied no one else is there), mommy kink, coming it pants, punishment, crying, begging
remus and sirius’ heads snapped up from their books as they heard a soft moan fall from the lips of their boyfriend, echoing around the vacant library.
james’ head was bowed, his cheeks flushed as he squirmed in his seat slightly. it took a few seconds for the other boys to realise what was happening, your teasing smirk and hand reaching underneath the table towards the trembling boy finally tipping them off.
“mommy!” sirius whisper shouted, as you continued to palm jamie through his pants, leaving your other poor boys out.
“what, sweetheart?” you asked calmly, the question almost rhetorical as you already knew what he was asking for.
“why are you just touching prongs!” he whined, his voice upset as he watched you pleasure james and not him or remus.
“because jamie has been a good boy this week! you two have not.” you seethed, your voice low and quiet, the tone sending shivers down the boys spines and blood rushing to their confined cocks.
“i’m sorry mommy! i- please- please touch me, i need it!” remus cried out, tears pricking in his eyes.
“no. this is your punishment. you’re going to sit there and watch me get jamie off, without touching yourselves.” you said simply, leaving no room for argument.
the boys pouted and whined, but you ignored them, instead focusing on your sweet james.
“baby, you look so pretty for mommy.. such a good boy, my best boy.”
that caused sirius to cry out, his eyes wide and teary.
“don’t say that mommy, please!” he sobbed, distraught.
you ignored him, instead cooing at james as he started to buck his hips into your hand desperately chasing his release, moaning mommy over and over again, his eyes scrunched shut.
“that’s it jamie. my perfect, good boy. come for mommy.” you spoke quietly.
he moaned out, his mouth dropping open and his legs shaking as he came in his pants, warmth seeping through the fabric.
you tugged on his hair lightly, so he was looking at the other boys.
his eyes were droopy as he looked at his boyfriends, but he could see the tears on their cheeks as they squirmed in their chairs.
“see jamie? that’s what happens when your a bad boy. you don’t want to be a bad boy like them, do you now?”
he shook his head no, before curling into you, burying his face in your neck for comfort.
you stroked his hair as you stared at your other boyfriends.
“you did well with your punishments, boys. you obeyed my orders even though it was very difficult for you to watch mommy pleasure jamie and listen to him whimper without being able to do anything.”
they looked up at you, their expressions soft, and your heart melted at the loving looks on their tear stained faces.
“let’s take james back to the dorms to get cleaned up. then maybe i’ll help you sort out your little problems.”
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metalbuckaroo · 4 months
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The Chase
Summary// "we had a deal, my dove. You promised."
AU// WinterSoldier!Bucky x F!Reader
Warnings// chasing kink, unprotected sex, smut, a yank to the hair, cursing, use of petnames- dove, dovey
Note// I think I'm a little rusty, but I'm also beyond tired rn so it could also be that ehsudienaua. This is a part two to the Black Mail fic I did for kinktober many moons ago
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"Who is he?" He was everywhere. His gruff voice echoing through the trees, surrounding you as you frantically looked around. Trying to find a way out of this situation. "I don't share, dove."
He was right behind you, your legs working before your mind to carry you in the opposite direction. Lungs burning from the cold night air as his dark chuckle faded in the distance.
But, he was quick and quiet. Moving just as fast as you could look over your shoulder before slamming into what could only be described as a wall of pure muscle, sending you falling back onto the leaf covered ground.
"Please- James, please. I'm sorry." You pleaded, tears stinging your eyes as he stood over you. The same mask Hydra forced him to wear covering the lower portion of his face.
He kneeled down, denim blues dark with something you couldn't place. "I won't ask again. Who. Is. He."
"Your way out! Please, just let me go. I still have a week!" The metal of his left hand gleamed in the moonlight as he reached his hand out to grasp your chin. Pupils blown and touch gentle.
"I'll give you a headstart. You have three minutes, dovey." You just stared at him wide eyed, chest heaving and heart hammering against your ribcage. "Run."
As if on instinct, you scrambled to your feet, trying to find your footing to dart back into the darkness the trees provided.
You knew you couldn't go much longer, your aching muscles sending pains through your legs each time your feet would hit the ground. There was no use in running anyways, he'd always win.
"We had a deal, my dove. You promised." You swore you could hear the grit of his teeth when you'd stopped, so close to giving in as you leaned your forehead against the rough bark of a nearby tree. Fingers curving against the wood. "You're just like them."
"No, I'm not." You heaved, trying to take a moment to catch your breath.
"I saw you with him at that diner. You're suppose to be mine."
His voice was getting closer, making you bite down on the inside of your cheeks to take some of the attention away from the burning in your legs before taking off again.
Though, you didn't make it far before fingers curled in the back of your hair. Crying out when he barely yanked to make you stop.
"I was doing what I was told. You want out, I have to find someone who can do that." You tried to reason, words not coming easy from the way he had your head craned back. His warm right arm snaking around your waist to pull you against him.
"Lies." He seethed, calloused fingers slipping under your shirt. "I've dreamt of you. Craved you. Now I finally have you again. I've been so cold without you my sweet dove."
Your body gave in the moment nimble fingers flicked the button of your pants open.
There was something twisted inside of you that liked the chase, the constant looming feeling you'd had over the weeks since you'd last seen him- like he was just lying in wait for the right moment.
It was hard to think of much else than the last time you'd saw him. The drag of his fingers against your skin, the way his lips seared kisses to your throat- much like now, cold and warm hands dragging against your sides as your fingers worked at the tactical belt that kept you from what you were truly after.
The ground freezing against your bare back not slowing you from getting what you craved.
It seemed to take ages for James to notice your struggle, his hands replacing your own to easily pull open the buckle as yours went to unclip the mask. Carelessly tossing it into the leaves to pull his lips to yours.
The hunger behind his kiss fueled you, your fingers weaving through his long locks and legs going around his waist to pull him closer. Swallowing breaths and quiet grunts as his hand fumbled to grasp his shaft.
The shudder that rolled through your body as he pressed into you was enough to send your mind reeling, everything else around you fading away and your senses overwhelmed by only him as he found his pace. Short, hard thrusts rocking your body- sending shocks of pure pleasure shooting down your legs.
You'd missed how full he made you feel. An emptiness left behind in his absence, his touch electric as he groped at your chest and left sloppy kisses along your throat. Deep moans vibrating against the skin, mixing with your whines in the cold night air.
"Can feel you milking me, dovey. Make a mess, show me who I belong to." James panted, drinking in the pleasure drunk scrunch of your face as your legs tightened around his waist, pulling him impossibly closer.
Wedging his arm under you for a better angle, he didn't change his pace. Taking the opportunity to slot his lips over yours when you cried out in bliss, swallowing the sultry sound as your cunt clamped around him. His hips jerked forward at the feeling, the swirling sensation at his base building until he couldn't take it anymore- spilling into you with a huffed grunt.
The warmth of his body was quickly replaced with the night air, goosebumps prickling your skin as you whined in response. The dull ring in your ears making it hard to focus as you found your jeans to redress.
"One more week, dove. Better hurry."
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hiii omg I love your stuff!! my eyeballs popped out my head when I saw you're writing for bucky I'm sooo head over heels for him. he look so fine in the new thunderbolts run😩
could I maybe request a lil bucky sneaking into your room at night in between his missions or smth for a quickie? 🙈 even though he's busy more than half the time, he still finds a moment or two to spend a heated moment with you; bc he misses you so much and can barely keep his hands off
tysm in advance omg omg
hii angel!! aah thank you sm🫠 tehe I know!?? love it, thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌
FIFTEEN MINUTES.
bucky barnes x fem!reader
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word count. 1115
warnings. 18+ only !! tiny bit of prep (f receiving) unprotected pinv, creampie. mdni
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Nights at the compound were far from quiet; the constant opening and closing of doors, scattered footsteps, echoed voices - everyone on different sleep schedules.
You were in your room settling down for the night, lying in bed and listening to music, scrolling through your phone when you hear the sound of scuffling from behind your door - the silhouette of booted feet appearing under the gap. 
Unplugging your earphones, you sit up, noticing the familiar leather from under the slither of light. You fling off your covers and rush for the door, face lighting up when you see who is on the other side. 
"Bucky?!" you blurt out, clearly happy to see him. "What are you doing back so soon?" you ask, tone elated. 
His smile widens, grinning boyishly at you. "Came back before heading out again," he shrugs casually, speaking as if it were all that easy. "...was missing you," he admits, eyes diverting away bashfully. 
Your head tilts to the side, nose scrunching from his sweet confession. "I missed you," you widen your door, silently inviting him inside. "Only a little bit," you add, expression mirroring his.
Bucky steps into your room and shuts the door behind himself, closing the distance between you with a brisk step forward - leaning in to kiss you, soft and sweet. His hands settle on your waist, fingers sliding under the fabric of your t-shirt to feel your skin - flesh warm and comforting against his.
You rest your hands over the sides of his face, palms cupping his cheeks as the kiss grows more desperate. Carnal. "How long til you leave?" you ask, voice muffled against his lips, your words sounding needy. 
"Fifteen minutes." 
He walks you backwards, heading for your bed, his hands eagerly roaming you as he lays you against the edge of the mattress, slotting his lower half between your spread legs. He hovers above you, his cock growing hard and strained behind his pants, bulge nudging up into that warm spot between your thighs. 
"We can make that work," you reply, a slight whine to your tone.
He hums, far too entranced by how you feel against him to respond coherently. The rush of blood swelling to his cock, leaving his brain. Bucky peels from your grasp and stands between your spread legs, looking down at the lewd image of you - lips bruised and plumped, eyes half-lidded, t-shirt exposing the underneath of your pretty tits. 
He loved how you usually looked, but this was just on another level - you obscenely desperate for him and him only. Your eager eyes following his every move, looking over him like you couldn't get enough.
Your gaze hones in on his hands, watching him undo the button of his pants, his fingers slipping down the front, pulling his hardened dick from behind the waistband. You follow suit, urgently pulling down your pyjama bottoms and flinging them aside - leaving you in only an oversized tee, lying near naked under his fully clothed self.
His left metal hand takes hold of his cock, leisurely rolling it in his palm as his other reaches between your thighs - fleshed middle finger sliding up and down the slit of your pussy. Fingerpad circling over your clit ever so deliciously, mindlessly rubbing the sensitive nub.
"We don't have long, James," you say softly, hand reaching for his wrist, fingers wrapping around his meaty lower arm.
He slips off his jacket, revealing a black compression top underneath. He stands between your legs, blissfully unaware of how good he looks right now - tight, short-sleeved top, black combat pants pooling around his thighs, pretty dick exposed and on display. 
"Wish we had longer," he murmurs, itching himself closer.
"You're back in two days, right?" you say, instinctively adjusting your hips - widening your thighs to accustom his frame.
He pushes his head through the slick of your cunt, coating the tip in a soft, creaming sheen. He hums in response, his thumb resting atop his cock as he guides himself into you, easing through your fluttering walls. 
He leans over you once more, weight anchored on his hands either side of your head, dick sinking into you so nicely - just you taking him so well.
You reach up to cup his cheeks, holding his face in your hands as you maintain his gaze, your features growing pliant under his attention - eyes softening, brows knitting, expression mirroring his. You meet in the middle, lips clashing eagerly. 
"Can't you pretend to be sick?" you murmur against his mouth, speaking desperately.
He slowly begins to wind his hips into you, cock consuming you from the inside out. "I can try to get out of it," he replies, his voice hoarse and strained from the way you wrap yourself around him.
"Please do," you whisper, latching your lips back onto his - kissing him hard, moans muffling.
"Why?" he whispers back, a soft smile lining his lips. "Do you miss me?"
"No." 
"No?" 
You faintly shake your head, eyes playful and unconvincing. "No." 
He plays along. "Neither do I."
Bucky continues like that, fucking into you, his leisured pace growing rushed by the second, winding into you more ruthlessly than he would've liked. Usually, he would take the time to work you up - make love to you, kiss and touch and caress you, but with the minutes growing shorter and shorter, less and less, he had to switch it up. 
It doesn't take long for you both to cum, your climax hitting you hard; his cock almost choking you, repeatedly knocking the air out of your lungs. His release follows mere moments later, spilling his warm, thick load - sloppily pumping it into you. 
His forehead rests against yours, both of your breathing erratic, slowly beginning to even out. "Sorry, my love. I got to go," he whispers apologeticly, pressing a kiss to your hairline. 
Sweetly nodding as you push his stray hairs back, looking at him with a knowing expression he's grown familiar with. 
He kisses you once more and peels himself from you, standing back between your thighs - dressing back up. He looks down at you, eyes raking over you as if to savour the image, memorising you before he goes. 
Adjusting your t-shirt, you follow after him, the patter of your bare feet trailing after him like a shadow. He reaches for the handle and turns back to face you, his soft, gentle eyes filled with warmth. 
"I'll call you when I land," he smiles, speaking like he's reading your mind. 
"Be careful, yeah?" you reach up, meeting his initiation for kiss.
"I always am."
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