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imyourbratzdoll · 1 year

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𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒍 (ma perle)

valentine's day masterlist

summary - your lifeguard of a boyfriend makes you a necklace from the pearls he's found.

the gif and headers I use aren't mine.

Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.

Ari had spent the day making you a necklace from the pearls he had found whilst swimming. He smiled as his name glistened between the pearls, and the golden letters stood out between the white balls. He grabbed the case and carefully placed the necklace inside before standing, his tanned hairy chest in view, tiny shorts barely covering his lower half as he made his way to the backyard. Where you lie, sunbathing with the cutest little bikini he’s ever seen.

A giant smile makes its way onto his face when you turn and smile happily at him, your tiny form giddy at the sight of your large, beefy man. “Hey, baby girl. You having fun out here?” He leans down and places a loving kiss against your plump lips. He takes a seat at the end of the chair, rubbing his hand up and down your calf as he stares at you lovingly.

“I am! It’s so nice out. Are you finally going to join me?” You pout, giving him your best puppy eyes. Ari chuckles, placing the case onto his lap. Your eyes move down to it curiously. “What’s that? Is that what you’ve been hiding from me?” You lean forward, practically jumping into his lap and staring up at him with wide eyes.

“Yes, baby girl. You wanna open it?” He hands it over, chuckling as you practically snatch it out of his hands, beaming at him.

The moment you open it, a small gasp escapes you. Eyes wide and shocked, you look at Ari and back down at the necklace. Your finger traces the pearls and his name. “Ari… It’s beautiful. Did you make this?” Ari smiles nervously, nodding before a grunt escapes him as you tackle him. Your tiny body is clinging onto him, peppering his face with kisses. “I love you. I love you. I love you! It’s the most beautiful thing anyone has ever made me, and I will never take it off!” You quickly spin, handing the necklace to him and lifting your hair into a makeshift ponytail.

Ari grabs hold of it, clipping the piece of homemade jewellery to your neck and smiling at how pretty it looks on you. “I’m glad you like it, baby girl. It looks beautiful on you.” His hand rests on your back as you turn around and look at him with a dazed, loved look in your eyes. Ari strokes your cheek, smiling softly at you. “You okay, baby girl?” You nod, nuzzling your face into his palm and pressing a kiss into it.

“Thank you, Ari. I’m so lucky to have you in my life.”

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imyourbratzdoll · 1 year

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𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆

valentine's day masterlist

summary - after a long day of doing his job, cupid steve is stopped by a beautiful woman. one that leaves him a whimpering mess, one that is also his happily ever after.

warning - sub steve, dom reader, oral sex, swearing, slightly public, teasing, angst, fluff, sex with cupid, steve sorta feels bad about himself.

18+ only please, the gif and headers I use aren't mine.

Steve had just finished shooting people with arrows, smiling sadly as he watched all of these people fall in love, wondering if he would ever get that. Steve had realised that being Cupid made finding love harder, especially when women would see his size. He knew he wasn’t like most men. He was small and shy.

He dodged the many dancing bodies as he began to head to the exit, not noticing that your eyes had been on him the whole night. You step out of the shadows, and your sleeveless tight black dress catches Steve’s attention, causing his breath to hitch. He takes in the laced sides, black heels matched with your see-through tights, and black gloves. Steve feels his eyes nearly bug out of his head when he notices how well the dress fits your body, forming perfectly around your breasts and hugging your mouthwatering figure.

“Hey, Pretty Boy. Where are you going looking so glum?” His mouth opens and closes as he focuses on your plump red lips. He wondered how they would feel against his skin. Steve felt like he was staring too long, but you looked like a goddess with how you looked, how your perfectly curled hair fell to your shoulders, your red shaded lips spread into the prettiest smile he’s ever seen. “Hmm? Haven’t found yourself a pretty girl to dance with?” You circle him, your eyes scanning his small form, causing Steve to squirm.

Steve gulps. He shakes his head, and his palms become clammy as your sweet scent enters his senses. “N–no, I’m not–” You press a perfectly manicured finger to his lips, smirking slightly as he squirms.

“It’s okay, Sugar. I’m glad no one’s snatched up a sweet little thing like you.” You lean in, your breath blowing softly against his ear. “Means I get to have you all to myself.” You look deep into his ocean-coloured eyes, a dark glint in your eyes as his face becomes flushed. “Would you like that, Sugar? Would you like to be all mine? Have me devour and worship you? Would you like that, Pretty Boy?”

Steve feels his pants tighten, nodding slowly as you drag a nail down his cheek and neck. Your wicked smile pulls him deeper into the darkness the more he stares. “I–I would… Like that… But, I’m” He looks down at himself, suddenly full of sadness, before he looks back into your eyes. “Haven’t you seen me? I’m not what women want.”

You smile sadly, hand moving down until you rest it on his side, the feel of silk beneath your fingertips. “Oh, Sugar. You’re perfect. Now, what do you say we get out of here?” You move closer. Pressing your body against him, and a shocked gasp escapes you when you feel his impressive bulge. “Oh, we definitely need to get out of here. I didn’t know you were packing, Pretty Boy.” When you press your palm into his bulge, a whimper leaves Steve, and he nods frantically.

“Y–yes, yes, please.” He felt his member throb and twitch from your touch, his eyes nearly roll to the back of his head, and his knees almost give out. Steve’s hand latches onto your arm, pressing himself closer to you. “Please, please.”

You stroke his cheek with your other hand, continuing to press into his swelling cock. “You’re such a good boy, Sugar. C’mon, we can’t exactly have you a whimpering mess in such a public place, now, can we?” Steve shakes his head, his mind becoming too fuzzy even to think. A pained whimper escapes him when you remove your hand, placing it into his as you lead him out of the room and into the lobby. You lead Steve to the elevator, and the minute the door shut. You pounce, covering his flushed neck with nips and kisses.

You push him against the wall, your tongue lapping at his sweet spot, sucking it into your mouth and feeling your core throb as moans fall from his lips. Steve doesn’t know where to put his hands, clenching and unclenching them as you continue to make him feel the most intense pleasure. “P–please.”

You pull away, and your lust-filled eyes meet his half-lidded ones. You lean close, lips inches away from his, but not touching. “Please, what, Sugar? What do you want, hmm?” He whimpers, and his mouth opens as he’s about to reply, but he’s cut off by the elevator doors opening. “C’mon, Pretty Boy. Maybe you can tell me what you want in my room.” You grab hold of his hand again, dragging him along before you reach the door to your room. You let his hand go for a split second to open it before grabbing hold of him again.

Steve’s eyes take in how pretty the room is, not being able to look for long as you drag him to the bedroom. His heart skips a beat, not believing his luck. You softly push him onto the soft bed, his eyes wide as he watches you teasingly strip from your dress. Steve’s mouth drops open, and his eyes slowly drag down your form. “You… You’re so beautiful….” He blinks and then blinks again. His widened eyes shot up and met yours, “I–I’m sorry!”

You smirk, slowly moving toward him and leaning over. You begin to stroke his cheek with your hand, “It’s okay, Sugar.” He struggles to keep eye contact with you, which is extremely hard as your plump breasts sit perfectly, and your bare cunt is on display for all to see. Your gloves and heels are still on, and your dress and tights are piled on the floor as you kneel on the bed and crawl toward Steve. “So, Pretty Boy. What do you want?”

Steve’s mouth opens and closes, feeling his member strain against his pants more at the sight of you. “Y–you… I want you.” He gasps, eyes closing as your lips touch his. His hand moves until it rests on the back of your head, his other gripping your hip. His head tilts back slightly as your lips move together, and a soft whimper escapes him when your tongue slithers into his awaiting mouth. Your hand moves slowly, travelling up his thigh and to his twitching member. You palm it, enjoying the cute little whimpers that leave him. Your fingers begin to unzip his zipper, freeing his impressive cock.

“Well, well. How do you manage to get around with this in your pants? Huh, Sugar?” Steve blabbers, mouth hanging open as you stroke his base, thumb swirling around his leaking tip. Collecting some of his arousal and placing your thumb into your mouth, eyes connected with his as you suck, Steve feels like he’s died and gone to heaven. You move down his body, face levelled with the thick member. “So pretty, so big.” His hips jerk as you run your fingers along his base. “I must be the luckiest woman alive.” When your eyes connect, you smirk and lean forward. Your tongue pokes out and laps the arousal from his thick mushroom tip. “You taste so good, Sugar.” You swirl it around before you wrap your lips around his cockhead, sucking him into your mouth.

“Oh! Oh! P–please… too– much!” Steve arches, his member sliding deeper into your mouth the more his hips jerk. The pleasure becomes too much as you continue to suck. His hands grip whatever he can, his vision turning white. “Oh, please! Y–you are a goddess!” His eyes connect with yours, causing his balls to tighten as he watches your tongue swirl around his cock, before you slowly make your way down to his heavy sacks. Steve sees his life flash before his eyes as you suck them into your mouth, swirling and rolling your tongue as your hand comes up to stroke his wet cock. Steve felt his thighs clench and unclench as you continued to switch between sucking his soul out through his cock and massaging his balls with your wonderfully talented mouth.

You pull away, hands still working their magic as you stare at him with a sultry look. “Cum for me, Sugar. Let me swallow all of you, milk you dry until you are nothing but a whimpering mess.” With those words and your mouth wrapping itself around his swollen tip again, Steve goes blind, blacking out for a split second as he spills into your mouth, ropes of cum shooting out of him. You clench around nothing as his sweet moans fill the room, fingers tangled in your hair as he loses himself. You pull away, lapping up the rest of his cum and licking your lips. Steve blinks, finally getting his vision back, his chest rapidly moving up and down as he tries to catch his breath. His pretty blues connect with yours as you smirk. A gasp escapes him as you wrap your hand around his hardening cock. “Aren’t you a good boy? Wanna cum deep inside me, Pretty Boy?” His cock twitches and throbs beneath your palm, eyes rolling back as he nods. “Words, Sugar. Be a good boy for me.”

Steve whimpers, “Yes, yes, please! Please, can I cum deep inside you? I’ll be so good, your good boy!” His breath hitches when his gaze lands on your kneeled position. The soft moonlight hitting your skin makes you look eternal. Your smudged red lipstick and tousled hair causes Steve’s heart to beat rapidly in his chest, never having seen someone so beautiful, so flawless in his whole existence. It felt as though he had finally found his missing piece and was ready to give himself over to you: his heart, mind and soul, everything in the entire universe.

You smile, crawling on top of him and positioning his cock at your entrance. “Good boy. My sweet boy.” Yours and Steve’s eyes roll to the back of your head as you sink down, “Oh, my pretty boy. You feel so good stretching me out. You should feel proud of yourself. Especially with this monster between your legs.” A pleasured moan escapes you. Steve’s head is thrown back as he feels you throb and squeeze him. Steve grips your hips, whimpering, and his hips try to jerk up as you refuse to move. “Uh ah, Sugar. What’s the magic word?”

Steve groans as you roll your hips, your nails digging into his chest as you wait for the magic word. “Please, please! I’ll be a good boy. Please just move!” A whimper leaves him as you move, rolling and bouncing, his thick member sliding in and out of you as you ride him. “Oh, s–so good!” He felt his whole world explode, never having experienced pleasure like this before. His hips began to jerk up, unable to control himself as the feel of your warm, heaven-like cunt seduced him into a slobbering mess.

“You feeling alright, Pretty Boy?” You breathe out, slowing down your pace because you enjoy how he begs you to pick up the pace. How he’d whimper as he tried jerking his hips, tried to move your hips desperately, but gives up because he felt so weak. You roll your hips slowly, and your head tilts back when you feel him brushing up against your g-spot. Steve whimpers. Soft pleas escape him.

“O–oh, please move, please. I’ll do anything!” You lean down, bringing him into a deep passionate kiss as you begin to pick up the pace, swallowing the sweet sounds that escape him, bringing the both of you as much pleasure as possible. Your moans fall from your lips and into Steve’s, enjoying how his gifted cock hits all of your sweet spots.

You begin to feel your walls clenching around him, pulsating as you get closer to your climax. “Pretty Boy, cum for me.” You whisper into his ear before moving down and pressing heavy kisses on his neck. Marking him as yours, you moan softly against his flesh as pleasured sounds escape him. His hips stutter, and his hands grip your hips as he buries himself deep inside you. His cock twitches and throbs, balls tightening, his back arches and large ropes of cum shoot out of him, filling you to the brim. Leaving Steve a whimpering mess as you pulsate wildly around him and cum, your arousal leaking out of you, covering the poor man underneath.

As you both come down from your blissful endings, you shakily remove Steve’s softening cock from your sopping cunt and fall beside him, your fingers finding their way to your mouth as you lick the both of you off of them. Your eyes connect with exhausted blue ones that are focused on your arousal-covered fingers. Your hand slowly moves toward his awaiting mouth, gently sliding your fingers inside and connecting eyes as he moans, lapping your juices up like it’s his last meal. “Next time, I’ll let you feast on me, but only if you are a good boy.”

Steve whimpers and his head falls back into the pillow as your fingers slip from his mouth. “I–I’m Steve, by the way….” He stares at you, wondering how you could look even more beautiful. He watches you smile, moving closer to him, and your still-gloved hand strokes his cheek, causing his eyes to flutter closed.

“Such a pretty name for a pretty man.” You lean forward and place a kiss on his plump lips. “I’m Y/n, Sugar, and I’m so glad I found you after all this time. I thought I had lost you.” His eyes slowly open, brows furrowed as he looks at you confused. He feels strangely safe as you stroke his skin. “I’ve been watching you… Ever since I saw you shoot your cute little arrows into my friend and her now fiance and then fly away with your adorable wings. I had always wondered when you’d shoot me and give me my happily ever after.” You stare deep into his eyes as you whisper the next part. “But, now I finally understand… You were always meant to be my happily ever after.”

Steve could feel tears beginning to form, wondering how he had gotten so lucky after all this time of wondering if he was destined to be forever alone. He reaches his hand out and cups your cheek, feeling his heart warm when you lean into his touch, smiling at him. Not being able to find the right words, Steve finds the courage to lean forward and lock his lips with yours, eyes fluttering closed as they move with one another passionately.

You break from the kiss, and a soft whisper leaves you. “My Pretty Boy.”

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