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bishakal · 3 years

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Peggy Carter x Fem!Reader

Prompt(s): #27 “Do you think you deserve a reward/punishement ?”

Words: 800 (shorty)

Warnings: smut and implied smut, D/S dynamic, mistress kink, pet play, shoe humping, frustration, office sex, semi-public sex (?).

Request: yes.

Summary: Peggy has been working nonstop for days. And you need to remind her what happened when you're deprieved for too long.

A/N: That’s the first work that I ever post. And yes I will make you suffer with the implied smut this time. Bash me in the comments, give me your worst. Thank you, next.

18+ only

You've been trying to get Peggy's attention for days now.

She's been buried in work, locked up in her office, trying to figure out where Steve disappeared and for which reason.

The war was won but the first super-soldier ever successfully transformed had disappeared inexplicably. HYDRA continued its activities and experienced on human subjects.

The SSR did follow HYDRA right on the tail, using the files Erskine left to create a replica of the serum.

You were a female officer in the U.S Air Force, the only one of your regiment and one of the greatest which wasn’t difficult, given the number of females who had ever been enrolled in the army. You had volunteered when the Reserve asked for a subject. You were put in an agonizing state for a couple of minutes due to your cells reacting to the intrusion, but soon revealed being capable to absorb it, making you the second super soldier ever transformed as well as the first female super-soldier. You adjusted quickly to the change of your body and new abilities, using them to dismantle more than one HYDRA base.

You had met Agent Carter the day of the experience, but you already knew everything that had been said about her in the regiments. She took a great liking to you but you didn’t pay it much attention, strongly believing that she was only interested in you because of the serum, like she did with Rogers.

Oh boy, were you wrong.

Things started slowly, she would spend time with you during your training and would closely follow each of your missions.

Things escalated when she treated you to dinner in a nice restaurant and invited you for the last drink in her accommodation, which led both of you to your first kiss and following make-out session.

The day after, Stark wouldn’t stop asking if you had a nice “fondue” and grinned ear to ear when he only got a baffled and rushed answer from Peggy and a stern glare from you.

From then, you started officially dating and formed an almost evil duo, with the brain of a fine tactician and muscles made of steel, no HYDRA agents could stand against you.

But these last days had been particularly never-wrecking for both of you. Peggy being buried under her research when you finally were on permission after clearing all HYDRA bases located in Eurasia wasn’t helping you with your need to answer your horny state.

As a human, you had needs as well, and being deprived of a little spice with your significant other for nearly four months had gotten you needier.

So it was no surprise that after waiting patiently and trying to repress your need to burst into her office, you did just that.

That’s how you landed sitting in her office seat, legs neatly crossed, your uniform tightly wrapped around your body, and a disheveled Peggy left panting, sitting on the desk before you.

Watching her carefully as she tried to regain her breath, you spoke nonchalantly:

“-On your knees.”

She didn’t think twice before slipping down on her knees, the skirt of her uniform hiking up her porcelain thighs, her eyes darting to her lap.

You then asked her in a stern voice:

“-Spread your thighs for me, pet.”

She slowly did as ordered, her head hanging low. But she was too slow for your taste.

You put your boot between her parting thighs and spread them wider open in one swift motion, Peggy yelping in surprise at your action.

Leaving your boot between her thighs made her understood the message and she lowered her clothed cunt atop the black leather, slowly moving her hips back and forth.

The view was incredible. The Great Agent Carter humping your neatly polished combat boot under her desk in her own office will never be a view you wouldn’t love.

You reach out to grab a handful of brown locks, tugging her head back to lock your (e/c) eyes with her dark brown one, making her still her movements on your shoe.

You asked her in a voice laced with heavy lust:

“-Do you think you deserve a punishment, pet ?”

She whimpered, eyes begging for mercy she knew you wouldn’t give her:

“P-Perhaps I d-do need one, Y/N…”

Your eyebrow quirked at the use of your name and her eyes widen in realization:

“I beg your pardon, slut ?”

“-I’m s-sorry M-Mistress !”, she yelped out, feeling the point of your shoe pressing further onto her clothed heat, making her moan loudly.

You lowered yourself from your seat, lips inching closer to her ear. You let out in a breathy whisper:

“You’re in for a long night, pet.”

Let’s just say that she didn’t leave your shared room the following morning.

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