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onceuponastory · 2 years

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want your bad romance - lance tucker x reader

Plot: Lance likes Y/N’s fire...but he also likes to tease, and show who’s really in control. Pairing: Lance Tucker x Female!Reader (if you squint) Warnings: There’s some light smut, so 18+ Please! Just a few mentions of masturbation and the reader being h*rny over Lance, but even so. Also, reader is of age in this, but Lance is her coach, so there’s a power imbalance between them. Please use your own discretion if that kinda thing makes you uncomfortable. There’s also a few mentions of violence (nothing actually happens though). Finally, Lance Tucker being the cocky asshole he is, because he’s a warning all on his own. If I miss any triggers, please let me know. Notes: Lance Tucker is one of my fave Sebastian characters (mostly because he’s such an arse), so I knew I had to write something for him. And here we are! Not beta’d, so all mistakes are my own.

“Come on Y/N! This isn’t good enough! Again.” Lance shouts across the gym to her. Huffing, Y/N climbs back up, working her way through her routine once more. As she does so, she curses Lance under her breath, hoping he won’t hear her.

When the Olympic medallist Lance Tucker agreed to take her under his wing as one of his students, Y/N Y/L/N was so excited. After all, as a gold and silver Olympic medallist, she was sure that Lance knew all there was to know about gymnastics. So training under him would be a surefire way to ensure success, and some medals of her own. However, the bubble burst pretty soon after she started training with him. Or actually…as soon as she met him.

Because despite all his accomplishments and his fucking gorgeous, sculpted from marble body… Lance Tucker is just an arrogant arsehole who hides behind his bravado and his medals, using them as a justification to treat people like shit. And Y/N is no different. Of course, as someone who’s been in gymnastics training for most of her life, she’s well aware of how mean and demanding gymnastic coaches can be, especially ones training potential Olympic hopefuls. She’s already had enough to last her a lifetime. But Lance…Lance is different. He seems to pick on her for every little thing she does, judging everything from his ivory tower, yet doing nothing to help her actually correct her mistakes.

“Back straighter!”

“That landing was shit! Do it again.”

“Goddammit, point with your fucking toes, too! Come on Y/N, this is basic stuff!”

Sometimes Y/N swears Lance just likes public humiliation. Especially when it’s against her. Maybe it’s his kink or something. And most frustratingly, there’s nothing she can do about it. She just has to climb back up onto the bars or the vault and try again…whilst making a few comments under her breath, of course. If Lance can do it, so can she. She would say them to his face. It’s just that she’s too scared to, because she’d rather not attract his ire any more than she already is.

And yet, despite how cruel Lance is to her, he is really fucking attractive, and Y/N would be lying if she said that she hasn’t ever thought about seeing just how flexible he can be outside of their training sessions, feeling his hot breath against her-

“Come ON! I know a girl who could do this routine in her sleep when she was five!” He shouts across the gym at her as soon as her feet touch the matt, interrupting her thoughts. “Again.” He angrily gestures to the bars. “I shouldn’t have to expect to tell you to keep doing this routine, Y/N! You should know it.” Grumbling, Y/N powders her hands again, ready to tackle the bars once more.

Mostly though, she wants to wring his neck.

“Sure you do. Why don’t you get her to do it then, instead of fucking bitching to me?” She mutters under her breath. “And I do know it. I’ve practised it enough times. Dickhead.” When she’s sure she’s ready, Y/N jumps, catching the bars and pulling herself up into the air. She performs the routine once again, twisting and moving her body throughout the air. As she finishes, she lands on the mat, not even stumbling. The adrenaline still pumping through her veins, Y/N throws her hands up in the air in a triumphant pose…to be greeted by pure silence from Lance for once. Y/N grins. Maybe she’s finally stunned him into silence? She looks over at Lance, expecting to see him watching her, with his mouth open and his eyes wide. To her shock, he’s on his phone, absorbed in scrolling through it. Rage fills her body, and she storms over to him.

“Hey! I just aced my landing, and you weren’t even looking!” She shouts, causing him to look up from his phone.

“What, you nailed one landing out of two hundred shitty ones? That’s nothing special, sweetheart.” He scoffs. The angry and perplexed look on her face makes him roll his eyes. “I don’t want you nailing your landings, I want you to win a gold fucking medal, like I did-”

“Oh my god, I KNOW!” Y/N snaps as the pressure Lance has put her under for the past few weeks reaches a pressure point. “We’ve all heard the story about how you won the gold, and how pissed off you are that nobody is giving you any recognition for it anymore. It’s because nobody cares, Lance! You know what? Maybe the reason none of your students are doing well is because you’re too obsessed with your career and your medals to help us win some.” Lance doesn’t reply, and Y/N steps closer, continuing her verbal onslaught. “Is that it, Lance? Are you so pathetic, so unwilling to admit that you’re washed up and don’t want someone to be better than you? So desperate to cling to your crown?” She demands. “You need to realise that you aren't as good as you think you are.” When she’s finished shouting at him, she pants a little, trying to calm herself down.

And as she does, the realisation of what she just did begins to sink in. “Oh god.” She murmurs. Lance may be a total asshole, but he is the Olympic Team Coordinator. There goes her chances of even making it to the opening ceremony, let alone being an Olympic hopeful. Bracing herself for Lance’s inevitable outburst, she gulps. Lance does not help alleviate her worries either, as he keeps staring at her in silence, his eyes wandering low as he bites his lip ever so slightly. Even though she’s still worried about what’s going to happen, the sight of Lance looking at her like that makes her heart rate rise, and a familiar warm feeling begins to grow within her. Surprisingly though, Lance simply smirks.

“Oh, you have some fire in you, don’t you?” He grins. “I like that in a woman.”

“You-you do?” She squeaks, immediately embarrassed at the tone of her voice. Lance nods, a smug grin displayed on his face. With Lance Tucker, a smile like that always means trouble.

“Yep.” He nods, popping the p. She never noticed how pink Lance’s lips were. Her mind soon fills with ideas on what he could do with them, only causing the warm feeling to spread even further, this time going between her thighs. Shit. This can’t be happening. Of course, there were plenty of times she’d thought about her coach and had to relieve herself, but that was always at home in bed. Not here, and not now. And especially not right in front of Lance. She has to get out of here quickly.

“You know, despite how much of a pain in my ass you are, I actually like a lot of things about you, Y/N.” He winks, and Y/N suppresses a moan. Thankfully, though, Lance doesn’t seem to notice, or if he does, he doesn’t mention it. “And you can use that fire in your routines. Make everyone believe you want to win, that you want it.” He steps ever so slightly forward, and Y/N’s breath hitches in her throat. If he comes any closer to her, she might explode. “You do want it, don’t you Y/N?” He whispers, his voice ever so slightly deeper. Y/N has a funny feeling that he’s not talking about gymnastics anymore. She nods quickly, biting her tongue to prevent whatever unholy thoughts or sayings she has from escaping. As her pussy starts to tingle, Y/N tries not to squirm. Lance opens his mouth again, and she hopes he’s going to let her have a break. That way, she can run to the bathrooms and get this over with before she loses it. Instead, though, Lance only makes it worse.

“See, I don’t believe you. I think I need more convincing.” Y/N tries desperately to think of something, anything to say. But she can’t think of anything. “Cat got your tongue? That’s funny, because you had no issue talking shit about me a few minutes ago.” Lance watches her as she starts to fidget. With the smirk rapidly growing on his face, she can tell that Lance knows how she’s feeling, and that he’s enjoying teasing her until she reaches her breaking point. After this, she’s definitely going to kill him. First, though, she needs to get the hell out of here and deal with this problem. Lance keeps a trained eye on her the whole time, staring as she writhes and winces as the pleasure continues to build, close to reaching a breaking point.

“Lance…I really need the-” she gasps, but Lance cuts her off by pressing his arms against the wall, trapping her.

“What? Oh, you need to go to the bathroom, don’t you?” He hisses. “Because even though you like to pretend that you hate me, I know how you really feel about me. And that you’re desperately close to coming over me once again.” He laughs at the confused look on her face. “Yeah, sweetheart, I know. You’re not exactly subtle.” He still doesn’t let her go, continuing to watch as she writhes between his arms. “God, your pussy is practically dripping through that leotard.” When she doesn’t reply, he smirks. “Now who’s pathetic?” He whispers, the sensation of his hot breath on her skin making things even worse.

“Fuck you.”

“Nope. That’s not going to cut it. Try again.” God, one of these days, she really is going to punch his stupid, beautiful face. But now, though, she’s choosing to survive.

“Lance, please.” She begs. “I’m sorry, alright? Please, just let me go now.” Lance gives her one last look, grinning.

“That’s better. On you go.” He smirks. Y/N breathes a sigh of relief. As she heads towards the bathroom, Lance calls after her.

“Hopefully this is a lesson to you, Y/N. Don’t cause anymore trouble, because next time…I won’t be so nice.” Y/N suppresses the urge to flip him off, and instead hurries off to the bathrooms.

“Bastard.”

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beyondthefold · 29 days

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SEBASTIAN STAN as LANCE TUCKER The Bronze (2015) | dir. Bryan Buckley

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sergeantbarnessdoll · 3 months

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Slutttyyyy, could you please write something with Lance Tucker, where the reader finds out about his tattoo and he asks her “wanna see the number one?” And then she goes down on her knees and sucks his dick.

Thank you in advance.🩷

Tattoo » Lance Tucker

Pairings: Boyfriend!Lance Tucker x Girlfriend!Reader

Summary: Y/N finds out about Lance’s tattoo.

Warnings: Smut (18+), language, dirty talk, kissing, (m receiving), praise kink, Lance’s tattoo, pet names (baby, baby girl)

A/N: Thank you for requesting!🩵 I had fun writing this!🥰 @buckys-wintersoldier

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes and typos.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞

You and Lance were making out as you two bursted through the door of his apartment. His hands grasped the back of your thighs and picked you up. You instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist. He took you to his bedroom and dropped you on his bed. Lance took his jacket off and you took the opportunity to take off your shirt and throw it somewhere in the room, along with your pants and revealing your lace bra and panties to him. Lance licked his lips, taking a moment to look over your body.

“Are you going to fuck me or not, Coach?” You asked, biting your bottom lip.

“I’m gonna fuck you all night, baby, but first I want to show you something.” Lance took off his shirt and threw it somewhere in the room. “Wanna see the number one?” He asks while unbuckling his belt.

You bit your bottom lip and eagerly nodded your head. You watched as he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, pulling down his pants and boxer in one go. Your eyes immediately caught sight of his tattoo. You slid off of the bed, getting on your knees. You and Lance have been dating for a couple weeks and this is the first time you’ve seen his tattoo.

“Is this real?” You asked while tracing his tattoo and looking up at him.

“It’s real, baby.” Lance confirms.

Your eyes went further down. You licked your lips at the sight of his hard cock, licking with precum. You wrapped your hand around it, pumping him in your hand. You licked the underside of his cock, starting at the base and all the way up to his tip. You licked the precum from his tip before wrapping his tip and sucked on it. Lance moaned and tilted his head back. You moved your lips further down on his cock and started bobbing your head. You flattened out your tongue, allowing his cock to slide against it.

“Fuck, that feels good.” Lance moans.

He places a hand on the back of your head to get you to take more of his cock. You gagged a little when his tip hit the back of your throat, but you quickly relaxed your throat. Your hands grasped his thighs to steady yourself.

“Your mouth feels amazing, baby girl.” He moans.

He slowly started to thrust his cock in your mouth. You looked up at him with an innocent look in your eyes.

“You look so fucking hot down there, baby.” He says, looking down at you.

One of your hands left his thigh and went to his balls, squeezing them lightly to see what his reaction would be like.

“Holy fuck!” Lance moans loudly.

You were pleased with his reaction and applied more pressure, massaging them. Your name left his lips in loud moans.

“Please don’t stop, baby!” He moans, slowly speeding up his thrusts.

You sucking his cock and massaging his balls had Lance go crazy. He absolutely loves it.

“I’m close, baby.” Lance moans, feeling his orgasm build up.

You bobbed your head faster to help him chase his high. He got closer and closer to the edge till a loud moan of your name left his lips as he came in your moan, a little bit of his cum spilt from your mouth and rolled down your chin. Lance stood there panting as he pulled his cock out of your mouth. You wiped his cum off your chin and licked it off your finger while making eye contact with him.

“We should’ve done that sooner.” Lance says panting.

You giggled and stood up, kissing him hungrily. His hands found your waist and pulled you against his body.

“I wonder what your tattoo would look like while you’re fucking me.” You say, biting your bottom lip and tracing his tattoo.

“Let’s find out. Shall we, baby girl?” Lance says with a smirk, picking you up and laid you down on his bed.

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-Bucky’s Doll

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vellicore · 10 months

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SEBASTIAN STAN AS LANCE TUCKER

THE BRONZE (2015)

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thebluemage · 2 months

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#sebastian stan #lance tucker #the bronze

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esotericgalaxy · 7 months

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This man can rupture my

esophagus🤪🥴😫💕

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ozzyonedge · 9 months

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Happy 41st Birthday Sebastian Stan!

August 13th 1982

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hopeful-romantic1994 · 4 months

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Loving Him Was Red

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Uh huh.

Still love ya lance.

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Todays fuckery is brought to you by the one, the only… Lance Tucker!!!

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abbatoirablaze · 9 months

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Princess & Bunny, Chapter 7

Word Count: 1.9k

Warnings: mentions of being drugged, manipulation, coercion/manipulative sex, unprotected sex/smut, spitroasting, double penetration, knotting/spining, a/b/o sex, filmed noncon sex, morally grey characters.

The party was raging on around Princess and Ransom. He’d returned in a sour mood a few hours before it started, growling on about how Harlan wouldn’t just tell him what he wanted to know. And Princess, feeling neglected, just had to poke the sleeping panther.

“Just forget about her, Hughie…”

“I told you to stop calling me that,” Ransom growled at the needy omega. Princess whimpered and his jaw clenched, “I’ve already left Linda a message…when she finally decides to pick up her phone you all are going to have a lot of explaining to do…you all tricked me. Made me think it was you instead of-“

“Instead of Bunny!” she finished, shooting him a glare, “yeah. Because Linda couldn’t let Bunny ever be the one who fucked up. The news killed our father, and she blamed me. She was always the perfect fucking angel…but you’re mine, Ransom. Not hers. You shouldn’t have even been in her roo-“

“SHE’S MY MATE!” the alpha roared, finally losing his composure, “TAKE WHATEVER IT IS YOU THINK I OWE YOU, AND SHOVE IT UP YOUR ASS, PRINCESS. YOU MANIPULATED ME INTO THINKING THAT KINGSTON WAS OURS. THAT YOU WERE MY MATE INSTEAD OF BUNNY! YOU AND LINDA. I WAS THINKING ABOUT IT THE WHOLE DRIVE BACK HERE! YOU MADE HER STOP HANGING AROUND ME WHEN YOU TWO STARTED PRESENTING. YOU MADE IT SO THAT SHE SPENT ALL OF HER TIME WITH MY MOM AND THAT I WAS STUCK WITH YOU!”

“You wanted my attention, Ransom…whether you’re willing to admit it, or not…”she huffed.

“Well, I’ve realized that I wanted the wrong twin all along!” he spat, “now just do me a favor and leave me the hell alone until Linda comes and picks you up!”

“Hey doll, what’s got you lookin’ so sad, huh?” Bucky asked as he watched the needy omega glare at Ransom, “you and big brother having a little fight?”

“We heard you two arguing this afternoon while we were setting up,” Steve frowned sympathetically as he wrapped his arm around her waist, “are you okay?”

“He can be so cruel sometimes!” she whimpered tipsily, looking between the two strong alphas, “it’s always about Bunny…I just want to be good enough for once.”

“Oh sweetheart, you’re perfect,” Pronge offered, walking up to the brothers and her. She sniffled and he handed her his own red solo cup, taking her empty one off of her, “if he can’t see that, then he’s as dumb an alpha as can be…”

“Yeah…” she sniffled, taking a long, heavy drink from the cup. She went to hand it back, but Pronge only shook his head.

“Keep it, sweetheart…better yet…I can grab us some more…and we can head up to my room? You don’t need to be around all this garbage…you just need some alphas that want to pamper you,” he offered, shooting his brothers a wink when she nodded, taking another drink. Bucky and Steve’s eyes lit up, “we can all sit down and listen to you tell us all about what a mean alpha old Ransom is…how’s that sound, pretty girl?”

“O-Okay…” she sniffled allowing Pronge to lead her up to his room, “you know what the worst thing about it is?”

“What’s that, pretty girl?”

“I gave him my virginity,” she whimpered sadly, “and it’s like it didn’t even matter.”

“What a shame!” Steve added in as they started up the stairs, “that asshole…”

“I know,” she huffed, “I-I just had sex with him not even last week too…I’ve never been spined or anything, so it was new…and my pussy hurt so bad after because nothings ever been in there.”

“You’ve never…played with yourself?” Bucky asked curiously.

She shook her head, whimpering against Pronge’s shoulder, “even in heat…Linda always said that it was wrong so I-I’ve never-“

“Aww, it’s okay, kitten…we’ve got you!”

Steve raised his brow and Pronge shot him another wink, mouthing ‘heat powder.’

Steve smiled, leading her into Pronge’s room. That’s when he noticed just how she was acting. She was shifting around like her clothes were too itchy, and a thin line of sweat appeared at her hairline. She took another few sips of the beer before putting it down on his desk, “is it hot in here to you guys?”

“Probably just you not used to the alcohol…you know what you need to do?”

“Hey-wh-where’s Bucky?”

“Oh he’s just grabbing us some more beer,” Steve smiled, “but you know…Pronge’s right…you’re so new to partying, you’re probably not used to the beer…if you’re feeling hot, you could always take off your dress…”

“Wh-what?” she giggled, “but then I would only be in my underwear…”

“I-I think one of my old girlfriends left one of her skirts and a top…might be more…comfortable…” Pronge offered with a shrug, “that dress looks really uncomfortable…”

She frowned at the suggestion. She hadn’t thought about just how the fabric felt, but thinking about it, it did seem a little itchy on her skin.

“Y-you wouldn’t mind?”

“Oh, not at all, sweetheart!” Pronge smiled, already reaching for the schoolgirl outfit that he’d had from his various roleplaying outfits that he’d film his exes in, “you know what though…that underwear might be uncomfortable too…might as well just…take that off…”

“Y-yeah…” she said nervously, “I am feeling a little…uncomfortable with them on. Thanks”

Bucky walked in with fresh beers, not bothering to close the door behind himself. The men smiled as she took the schoolgirl outfit and began stripping down. Already, the instant heat powder was working its magic. Her nipples were pebbled, and the boys could smell her slick.

Bucky growled and another wave of slick collected at her entrance. She turned around, the outfit snugly fitting her. Her breasts could nearly be seen through the thin white material of the shirt, and the skirt barely covered the round globes of her ass. She bent slightly back to the desk for the cup and the three men growled, seeing her slick sex on display.

But it was Bucky who had already unzipped and dropped his jeans. His hardened length stood at attention as he started in behind her. She yelped, nearly dropping her cup as Bucky’s large, calloused hands ensnared her hips.

“Bu-Bucky…”

“Shhhh…relax, pretty kitten…this dog’s got a bone to bury…deep in your perfectly wet little cunt.”

Another wave of slick poured from her entrance. Bucky smirked as he lined himself up, the tip of his cock already collecting some of her wetness.

“I-I’ve never-“

“Let us think for you,” Bucky alpha commanded, “just relax and take our cocks like a good little needy omega…”

“O-okay…”

“Steve…you get her mouth…”

“With pleasure,” the blonde smiled, licking his lips. Princess moaned when Steve appeared in front of her, “get on the bed, sweetheart…Buck and I are going to make you forget all about Drysdale.”

Princess was a mess.

She’d been used up by Steve and Bucky, but they weren’t the only ones.

No one had bothered to close the door, and from downstairs, most of the frat brothers could smell the woman in heat; artificial or otherwise.

So, when the alphas came up and saw her getting spit-roasted by Barnes and Rogers, they started lining up.

She’d been at the house for nearly a week and was only meeting some of his frat brothers when they decided they were going to have a turn with her.

Princesses eyes rolled into the back of her head as Curtis’ knot inflated inside of her pussy, his cum painting her walls, just like Barnes’ did before him. She was panting as she needily rode him, the knot tugging at her entrance.

Curtis growled, his nails creating crescent moons on her hips, that was sure to create bruises in the morning.

Princess was fucking herself on his knot, taking every ounce of his seed that she could get.

Meanwhile, the man who had started it all, Pronge, was eagerly allowing his frat brothers to line up, encouraging them all to take a turn with Drysdales’ sister while he filmed it.

Curtis growled as another alpha stalked over, “Wanna see how much she can handle?”

“Fuck off Storm!”

“Then get out of her pussy,” the playboy smirked, “me and Colin wanna have a go…and either you lay down on the bed and we take her throat and ass, or you clear out…”

He gave another growl but pulled his half-hard cock out of her with a harsh tug, his knot giving a hefty popping noise as he left her cunt a sopping mess, “enjoy sloppy thirds…asshats.”

Johnny didn’t care though.

“You want her cunt, ass, or mouth?”

“Mouth, all day, baby,” he smirked, “see if she can handle me while my knot hits the back of her throat…”

“Anyone cool with taking her cunt while I take her ass and Colin takes her mouth?”

Another one of their brothers, Lance Tucker stepped forward, “you guys know I’m always up for some gymnastics…”

“Please,” Princess whimpered, her fingers already buried knuckle deep in her pussy as she tried to hit another orgasm. Her back arched and the three alphas growled, seeing her pussy already fucked raw, her clit swollen and heavy, and her body covered in a thin glossy sheen, “need you alpha…alphas…please…give me your knots…”

“God, I love college,” Johnny smirked, picking Princess up as though she weighed nothing. Lance grinned, already stripping down, as he laid on the bed. Princess whimpered watching as he gave his hardened length a few good pumps, “ready, Tucker?”

“C’mere omega…” he growled seductively. The omega shivered, and the boys smelled a fresh wave of slick collecting at her entrance, mixing with her two previous partners’ cum, “gonna show you who the god of this pussy is now…”

Johnny helped place her on him, impaling her with his cock. The omega panther moaned, throwing her head back as she felt herself being filled by his length, “Alpha…”

“Ready for another cock, baby?”

Princess nodded eagerly as Colin kneeled on the bed, his length almost out of her reach. She whimpered, opening her mouth, “Please alpha…need…need it all...”

She yelped, shooting up when she felt Johnny behind her, his cock tapping against her ass. But it was Lance who growled, pulling her back down onto his length, hard and fast. She nearly howled out, half in pleasure half in pain from being slammed down on his cock.

Colin took advantage of her mouth being opened, and grabbed her by the hair, only to fill the open hole with his own cock. She nearly choked as he bucked hard into her mouth, not bothering with any foreplay. As she caught her breath, Johnny wasted no time in collecting some of the slick from her thighs and spreading it over the head of his cock.

And without warning, he slammed into her, stretching her virginal rosebud around his own girthy length.

“Oh, fuck, omega,” Johnny growled as he seated himself in her ass. He bucked his hips gently, sending her forward on Colin’s length. He slapped her ass and Lance growled again as he pulled her back towards Johnny and himself, “we’re gonna have fun with you alright.”

Everything hurt.

Her jaw felt sore.

Her pussy felt raw.

Her ass felt like it was torn in two.

And her head felt like someone had taken a jackhammer to it.

Princess whimpered as the light trailed in through the window. As she raised her arm to try to block out some of the light, she realized that the pain extended to her joints as well. Opening her eyes, she noticed the bruises on her hips and arms.

But worst of all, she felt an unbearable pain in her neck. Her fingers reached up, and her mouth opened in a horrified gasp.

She’d had a brand new mating mark in place of the one that she’d gotten removed.

And worst of all, she didn’t remember who she’d gotten it from.

Chapter 8

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georgiapeach30513 · 8 months

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Oh my God ! What I just saw, I didn't have a clue until now, mellisa Rauch and sebastian stan sex scenes in movie bronze !!! That was literally unexpected and I am still in shock.

I LOVE that movie!! That sex scene is something else, and also most of the time not Melissa 😉 this was one of the movies I watched when I had Covid a few years ago, what a trip!

#the bronze #Lance Tucker

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beyondthefold · 2 years

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SEBASTIAN STAN as LANCE TUCKER The Bronze (2015) | dir. Bryan Buckley

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sergeantbarnessdoll · 1 month

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Make It Up To You » Lance Tucker

Pairings: Boyfriend!Lance Tucker x Girlfriend!Reader

Summary: Lance makes it up to Y/N for flirting with another girl.

Warnings: Smut (18+), language, dirty talk, kissing, hickeys, fingering, unprotected sex, praise kink, Lance’s tattoo, name calling (slut), use of pet names

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes and typos.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞

“Baby, I told you I was sorry.” Lance says, closing the door to yours and his apartment behind him.

You and Lance went to a bar for a couple drinks and have a nice night, but he couldn’t even keep it in his pants for a couple hours. You went to the bathroom and came back to see him flirting with another girl.

“It’s pathetic how you think you can apologize when you can’t keep your fucking dick in your pants for two fucking hours!” You say angrily.

“You’re acting like I fucked her and you damn well know I didn’t. You’re the only girl for me, baby girl. You know that.” He says, wrapping his arms around you.

You pushed him away and stormed off to yours and his shared bedroom, slamming the door behind you. Lance sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. He went to the bedroom, opening the door when you were undressing. He closed the bedroom door behind him before approaching you and wrapped his arms around your waist from behind.

“I’m so sorry, babe.” He apologizes again, kissing along your bare shoulder. “Let me make it up to you.” He says.

One of his hands slid down your stomach and inside of your panties, feeling how wet you are for him.

“You know, for someone who’s pissed off at me, you’re wet like a little slut.” Lance says with a chuckle.

His fingers rubbed in between your wet folds to your tight entrance. He slid two fingers inside of your pussy, moving them at a decent pace while his thumb rubbed your clit. Your eyes fluttered shut and your head fell back against his shoulder, melting into his touch. His lips kissed along your neck, his teeth nipping at your skin hard enough to mark you up.

“Lance…” You moaned breathlessly.

“That’s it, pretty girl. Moan my name.” Lance says in your ear.

His name kept leaving your lips as his fingers sped up. His other hand moved up your body, stopping underneath one of your breasts and gave it a squeeze causing your cunt to clench around his fingers at the feeling.

“You’re so tight, baby.” Lance whispers in your ear. “Can’t wait to feel this sweet pussy around my dick.” He says huskily.

His thumb applied more pressure on your clit as he continued to rub it, along with his fingers moving faster. You reached your hands up to his head, your fingers finding their way to his hair and tugged at it, making him moan at the feeling.

“Oh Lance…” You moaned.

Your moans went straight to his cock. His cock was starting to feel uncomfortable in his jeans. His started to grind it against your ass for some relief, making you gasp.

“You feel that, baby?” He asks. “You feel how hard you make me.” He says in almost a whisper, continuing to grind his cock against your ass.

His fingers hit your sweet spot causing your cunt to clench around his fingers. Lance’s thumb rubbed your clit faster as his fingers began to move faster, helping your orgasm build up. Your fingers tightened their grip on his hair.

“Lance, I- oh fuck!” You moaned.

“I know, baby. Cum for me.” He whispers in your ear.

His thumb applying more pressure on your clit sent you over the edge. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you came. Lance gave your clit a particularly rough rub before pulling his fingers out of your pussy and licking your release off of them.

“Such a good girl for me.” Lance praises softly.

Lance guided you to the bed and gently laid you down. You watched as Lance undressed himself, licking your lips when you seen his tattoo. You voluntarily spread your legs and he got in between them, his hand pumping his hard cock.

“You want the gold, baby?” He asks huskily.

You bit your lower lip, nodding your head eagerly. Lance rubbed his cock in your wetness before lining himself at your entrance. A moan fell from your lips when he slid his cock inside of you. When his cock was deep inside of you, he leaned down and gave you a sweet kiss before he started thrusting. His thrusts were fast and loving. Lance’s hands roamed your body, giving your breasts a light squeeze before sliding down your sides and stopping them on your hips. You were looking down at where the two of you are connected, completely mesmerized by his tattoo. You couldn’t help but reach a hand down and trace it with your fingers.

“You like my tattoo, baby?” Lance asks, watching your fingers trace his tattoo.

“I fucking love it.” You moaned, biting your lower lip.

You wanted him closer to you so you wrapped your legs around his waist, locking your ankles behind his back. That gave Lance a new angle. His cock hit your sweet spot. A loud moan of his name left your lips, throwing your head back in pleasure. Your hands found their way to his back, your nails digging in his skin. Lance hissed at the feeling.

“I love it when you mark me with your nails, babe.” Lance says in almost a whisper, kissing just below your ear.

Lance marked your neck up more while your nails marked up his back. The neatly trimmed hair at on the base of his cock rubbed against your clit, stimulating it.

“Fuck, Lance!” You moaned.

Your moans encouraged him to thrust faster, his tip hitting your sweet spot every time. Lance watched as your face contorted as pleasure took over your body. Your lips parted, breathy moans and his name leaving your lips. His fingers found their way to your clit, rubbing it fast. You pussy clenched around his cock at the feeling of him rubbing your clit.

“Lance, please!” You begged, not knowing what you’re even begging for.

“Tell me what you want, baby.” Lance says.

You weren’t sure what you were begging for. All you know is that you didn’t want him to stop.

“Harder!” You tell him, finally knowing what you were begging for.

Lance didn’t need to be told twice. He unwrapped your legs from his waist, hooking his arms under your knees and began fucking you harder.

“Oh fuck yes!” You moaned loudly.

Lance kissed you sloppily. Your lips parted just enough for his tongue to slip past your lips and explore your mouth. You moaned against his lips when his cock hit your sweet spot repeatedly.

“I’m so close, Lance.” You whimpered.

“Cum for me, baby.” He says huskily in almost a whisper.

Your eyes fluttered shut and you threw your head back in pleasure, moaning his name loudly as you came. Lance fucked you through your orgasm. His started to become sloppy as his orgasm started to build up quickly.

“Fuck!” Lance moans as he came inside of you.

His thrusts came to a slow stop. Lance pulled out of you and laid down next to you. Both of you stared up at the ceiling and panted.

“I’m sorry.” You apologized, looking at him.

“You have nothing to be sorry for, baby girl.” Lance says, turned his head to look at you.

“Yes I do. I accused you of cheating when I saw you flirting with that girl.” You say.

“I’m the one who should be apologizing. I have the most beautiful girlfriend in the world and I still flirted with another girl.” He says.

“I forgive you.” You say, kissing his lips.

Lance smiles against your lips. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer to him.

“I love you, Lance.” You say softly, laying your head on his chest.

“I love you too, baby.” Lance says in almost a whisper.

🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅

-Bucky’s Doll

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ONESHOT

valentine’s day by @ellerosie2332

I can’t stay away from you

Gimmie that gold by @heartofsilverflames

All day long, you’ve wanted it. Ever since you stood in a trance, watching- no, staring at your coach while he demonstrated a new stretch to your teammate.

Ho, Ho, Oh No by @moonbeambucky

Plenty of gifts will be exchanged as you and Lance celebrate Christmas but you’re not prepared for a certain surprise.

My World by @/moonbeambucky

As Lance Tucker's assistant you effortlessly manage his life, but when feelings arise will you be able to manage your heart?

Baby by @moonbeambucky

A bad date turns around when you find love in the last place you expected.

Use You by @lenavonschweetz

Lance has had a beyond shitty day. He needs to work blow off some steam.

Lance Tucker Sex Headcanons by @brixtonlore

Sweet, Sweet Victory by @sugardaddytonystark

You’re a could’ve-been Olympic gymnastics champion now training someone else for the US team. He’s the current Women’s Head Coach who wants to take over her training. You two have a competition to decide who gets their way.

Cupcake Decorating by @plumfondler

Lance comes into your bakery, he's booked onto your cupcake decorating workshop. Turns out he's the only one to turn up and a complete natural with the piping bag.

Winter Sucks by @toastedkiwi

Lance meets you and he’s an asshole to you.

headcanon by @extremelyblackandwhite

headcanon for lance dating a ballet dancer.

Deja Vu by @bxcketbarnes

Imagine by @/bxcketbarnes

“Why are you staring at me?” “Because I think you’re beautiful.”

Chasing Gold by @abovethesmokestacks

Alpha!Lance x Omega!Reader

A Grumpy Gymnastics Guy by @littlelioncub43

It just wasn’t Lance’s day, but it’s nothing you can’t fix.

Early Mornings by @captainmarvels

Lance seems to have found his soft spot, thanks to you.

It’s The Great Pumpkin by @moonbeambucky

There are no tricks, just treats this year as the Tucker’s celebrate Theo’s first Halloween.

Stretching you (out) by @rogerswifesblog

Lance is readers new trainer and thinks she needs a special lesson in flexibility.

SERIES

The Price of Gold by @moonbeambucky

As a sports journalist you’ve traveled the world interviewing famous athletes. You’ve loved your job up until you find out your next article is on the last person in the world you ever wanted to talk to, Lance Tucker.

Lance Tucker’s Sex Education by @angelicthor

after your only ever boyfriend decides its time to call it quits, you’re very reluctant to get back out into the dating game. Especially with your inexperience in the bedroom. But when your roommate and best friend Lance Tucker offers you sex lessons, who are you to say deny such an opportunity?

Anger Issues by @littlelioncub43

You and Lance like to argue. You hate him, he hates you, that’s how it’ll always be... right?

sincerity is scary by @thesoftdumbass

Lance makes a promise to himself, then. If you want to keep this relationship the way it is, then he’ll leave it alone and take you in any way that you allow him. But if you’re willing to become more, Lance would love to show you that he can be vulnerable and affectionate, reputation and callous pretense be damned.

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