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navybrat817 · 2 years

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Beautiful bastard...

You're caption said it perfectly, lovely! Even with the red flags we see, Steve's easy charm makes it easy to fall for him. Not to mention the basement. I mean. The room is nice.

Please, don't judge. 😂

Love and thanks! ❤️

#navybrat answers #steve kemp #steve kemp ask #meat cleaver husband #make me a basement wife #walking red flag #but we choose to ignore that #deansbaby 1967 #sending love ❤️#asks are always appreciated

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sarahowritesostucky · 3 months

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Ignore it if you're uncomfortable💕

Reader catching Steve eating um... "meat" or put suspicion on foods he cook cuz it's a little different from usual meat😔

Idk choose one or maybe both or maybe none

ANYTHING FOR STEVE KAMP I'M EVAPORATING RN

This will be a story told in infrequent, anachronistic snippets, as I love the story idea but don't really want to commit to another WIP. I hope you enjoy!

📖"Amuse Bouche"

Rating: Mature

Pairing: Steve Kemp x Reader

Tags: cannibalism, held hostage, basement wife, captor/captive, dark Steve

Summary: Amuse-Bouche (/əˌmuːzˈbuːʃ/; French; N.) : to delight the mouth.

You feel your ears buzzing as you sit across the island, frozen in place. The soft sounds of Steve's knife against the cutting board drumming in your ears inordinately loud, warring with the drum of your own thundering pulse. You lick your lips nervously, biting your tongue to keep from saying anything.

"Everything okay, Hon?"

You blink, startled out of your thoughts and surprised to find Steve staring at you from where he's working, his eyes boring into you, rather than the raw meat under his hand, the chef's knife in the other. Your heart pounds hard in your chest, and you're sure he can hear it, can tell exactly what you're thinking.

What are you thinking?

"Y-yeah," you stammer, forcing a smile. Oh god, he can tell. He knows what you're -

"Good." His smile is sweet and honest, unsuspecting, and he goes back to his work on the cutting board. You swallow, your mouth horribly dry. "Just hungry, huh?" Steve smirks down at his bloodied hands. "Really worked up an appetite this afternoon."

You chuckle nervously, shifting in place on the barstool. "Haha, yep. Yeah."

"Mm. Well I know how to fix that," he says. Eyes still on the meat.

You look down nervously to it again, and away again before he can catch you looking and see the thoughts going through your head. You avert your gaze around the kitchen. - the beautiful kitchen.

It'd seemed like such an easy mark. Middle of nowhere, no visible security. Single occupant who went away for hours at a time. It'd been easy to case. You'd thought you'd make out good on this one. Just one more job. A little more money to get you in a good spot. Then you'd go straight.

It hadn't worked out that way.

The links on your cuff make a quiet sound as you shift. You reach for your wine glass and take a big sip. It slides over your tongue in a burst of flavors: fruity and lush, decadent yet light. It's red wine, a Beaujolais, your favorite. Steve always pours it for you before dinner, and you always drink it as you watch him cook.

Lately you've been drinking it faster.

Your eyes are back on the bloody cutting board when Steve's amused voice jars you back to attention,

"Need another pour already?"

Your eyes jerk up to him in fright, and it must show on your face, because he sobers. "Hon? What is it?"

You fake another smile - something you've gotten quite good at, ever since you woke up one day in a carpeted cell. "Nothing," you assure him, batting your eyelashes and drinking the last few sips from your glass. You set it back down on the counter. "I think I would like some more, please."

Steve squints at you briefly, concerned, or maybe suspicious, but your smile seems to do the trick and he sighs good naturedly. "Okay, why not?" He sets the knife down on the cutting board and turns his back to you, going to the sink to rinse his hands. "I'm chilling a white for the main, and I thought we could have that honey wine with dessert."

"Oh." You can't keep your eyes off the cutting board - on the carefully trimmed hunks of meat that don't taste like anything you've ever had before ... and on the knife. "That sounds nice."

Steve chuckles. "My little woman loves her dessert wines."

You could reach it. It's within reach. If you just leant across the counter, you'd be able to -

Steve 's hand appears in your field of vision and you flinch. He's reaching to take your empty glass. He eyes you knowingly as he pours from the bottle of Beaujolais. You expect him to say something, but he just finishes pouring and slides the glass back across the countertop to you. "There you go," he says, staring at you.

You lick your lips and swallow heavily, feeling caught. He knows. "Thank you, Steve," you whisper.

The edge of his mouth twitches up. "You're welcome, Little thief."

Your guts churn at the words he's somehow turned into a term of endearment. Steve's no fool. He knew you'd look. He put the knife within reach to test you, and you've failed the test. Internally you sigh, and you meekly sip your wine. You've got a long time to go before you'll be able to get the better of him.

"What's for dinner?" you ask, resigned, eyes back on the mystery meat.

"Rosemary."

"What?" You look up at him, catching the tail end of something indecipherable in his eyes. "Rosemary?" you ask, heart beating faster.

"Mm." He nods and goes to pull something out of the fridge. He returns with a bundle of green herbs. Your shoulders slump. Oh. rosemary. Right. "I'm cooking it sous vide with herbs," he says, and starts plucking the needles off the stalk. "Rosemary, Thyme, bit of sage."

You nod vacantly, thinking of the Francisco Goya that Steve has hanging in the hallway: Saturn Devouring His Son. You used to appreciate his quirky taste in art, had planned to get rich off it. But now you're starting to suspect there's something else to it.

Still, you know it'll infuriate Steve if you refuse to eat the food he's prepared for you, so you focus on sipping your wine steadily, hoping to maybe get another pour in before the meal.

You don't ask what it is that he's cooking sous vide. But deep down, you think you know.

This has been a fill for: @badthingshappenbingo

Card: sarah-writes-stucky / sarahyellow

Square O4: Kidnapping

Masterlist

#bad things happen bingo #steve kemp #steve kemp x ofc #steve kemp x y/n #steve kemp x reader #steve kemp x you #fresh hulu #fresh 2022 #fresh movie #sebastain stan #bingos n bangs #my asks #basement wife #held hostage #held captive #yandere #dark fanfic

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bucknastysbabe · 2 years

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Hi my name is Cal. I love HOTD/Bucky/fandom✨

About me: I’m a current psych major, part-time fruit chopper, Gecko mother always. One recovering alcoholic of 2 years, please feel free to reach out if you struggle or are in the same boat!!! White ass bitch from the Southeast US but will pester you with cultural questions.

I love sexy blonde Incest bitches, incel knight, and unstable metal armed man. Writing started as my sober hobby now I’ve been gifted 2% Latina!

ASOIAF/HOTD/GOT (Targaryens n Velaryons🦚, Criston🦚, Robb, Jon, Jaime)

Note: I do NOT write for Daemon or Luke

I write for marvel (Bucky🦚, Zemo, Marc Spector, Matt Murdock, Adam Warlock)

The Last Of Us (Tommy Miller🦚 and Joel Miller)

Seb Stan Characters: (Lee Bodecker🦚, Charles Blackwood, Steve Kemp, Lance Tucker)

Rdr2 (Arthur Morgan & John Marston)

Ask Box‼️: Open (check list)

Short headcanons ❌

Blurbs ❌

Questions ✅

Shitposting ✅

Silly edits ✅

Fic length one-shots ❌

Taglist❣️: Comment here (no it’s not a threat…unless?)

Into: M/F, M/M, fem dom, pegging, sex in any position, bdsm (light), breeding kink, man tears, angst, drunk sex, switching, actually non-smut things, daddy kink

Nope: F/F (I’m really bad at writing it and cursed to be really into dicks), literally just ask me!! Dead dove and niche kinks aren’t really an issue unless it’s like gory or stanky

Tags:

Smut 🍐 || Angst 🟢|| SFW 💚 || Dead dove🔫|| Fluff🐼 || Master ✨

Kink Bingo - Done!

Au Bingo - indefinite hiatus :(

Marvel:

***More of it is on my Ao3 linked in my bio :)

Bucky Barnes

“You’re my mission!”✨

Baron Helmut Zemo

The Call Girl🍐🐼

ASOIAF/HOTD:

Pairings:

No Conviction - Criston Cole x Aegon II🍐🟢🔫

Aegon II Targaryen

"You Do Know How The Act Is Done, Don't You?"✨

Ser Criston Cole

“Do You Want Me To Kill Him?”✨

Related Characters

Masterlist✨

Others:

Tommy Miller (TLOU)

Little Slice o’ Heaven🍐🐼

Dirty Talk🍐🐼

Cockwarming🍐🐼

Lee Bodecker (Devil All The Time)

You can be my daddy🍐🐼

Western AU🍐🐼

Lance Tucker (The Bronze)

God of what? 🍐

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slothspaghettiwrites · 1 year

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I would love to hear some of your headcanons for vamp daddy Steve Kemp. Want him to feed on me like a little juice pouch

Welcome to the Juice Pouch Society 😂😂😂

I can't take full credit for all of these some of them are from @howdoyousleep3

Vamp Daddy Steve Kemp Headcanons

Daddy keeps us locked away, convinces us that outside world is scary.

Aka when he lets us out, he secretly chases us to make us believe that. Lots of mind games.

I'm not saying he uses some sort of Vampire Powers™ on us, but he probably does.

Lets us sit on his lap while it rains outside

Not a soft daddy in the regular sense I guess, but definitely does his best to turn us dumb enough to believe he is.

Is very conscious of what we eat, making sure we are eating well not over indulging.

His primary food must fit his standards after all.

But when he wants to indulge? Does he let us indulge.

My suggestion to Mama K about this was him getting us wine drunk and releasing just what a needy baby we could be. 🤌

Turns him into a bit of mean daddy because we will just take it as long as he sugar coats it all.

Teasing turns to taunting turns to how much can we actually take of his super natural strength? Like 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

Finally, like yeah he is a vampire, but like begging him to breed us.

That's it. That's the full thought.

😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫🤌🤌🤌🤌

#sloth asks #nonnie #vampire!steve kemp #steve kemp #steve kemp x reader #steve kemp hc #steve kemp smut #daddy!steve kemp #vamp daddy x fang thot

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nickfowlerrr · 2 years

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🦋 “When will you be mine” w/ Steve Kemp🥰

when will you be mine

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pairing: steve kemp x reader (do i need to tag him as dark or is that just already implied seeing as how he’s a serial killer? 💀)

words: 1k

notes: i know i said short little blurb but my fingers wouldn’t stop typing lmao. also i didn’t mean for this to be so “YOU” ish but oh well 🥲 this is my first time writing for steve kemp so i’m still trying to find him in my writing - we’ll get there eventually 🥴 anyway! thank you for sending this in!! 💙

“You again,” the familiar voice jested, causing you to turn around and eye him.

“Hey, that’s my line,” you retorted with a small smirk. “Back so soon, Mr. Kemp?” you lilted teasingly.

“For the thousandth time, it’s Steve. Please,” he begged, “please, just call me Steve.”

You smiled at his playful dramatics and nodded, conceding.

“Steve,” you corrected yourself, earning a smile from him in return. “Was there a problem with your drink?” you asked, worried.

“No,” he assured you. “I, uh, I actually just came back to ask you something..” he trailed off, sounding almost nervous.

“What’s up,” you prompted him to continue.

“You do catering, don’t you?”

His simple question caught you off guard, you weren’t expecting it with how fidgety he was being all of a sudden.

“Uhm, yeah. Yeah, I do,” you nodded.

“Great,” was all he said in response until you squinted at him, a small smile playing on your lips as you fought the urge to let your nervous laugh escape.

“I’m having a little get together next weekend. Just a few people, really small. But, uh, I’d love to have you cater, if you’re available. I haven’t stopped thinking about your cupcake since you let me taste it last week. The cupcake, you gave me - that cupcake, I mean. It was fantastic, I know I’ve told you before, but you’re a really great baker,” he babbled as he blushed at his poor word choice and obvious fumbling. You had to bite your lip to stop yourself from smiling so big. Even now he was adorable.

Steve was in your shop weekly if not daily getting a coffee and whatever food item you suggested to him any given visit. He was your favorite customer and you couldn’t help yourself from developing a bit of a crush on the guy. He was gorgeous, funny, smart, so sweet, and charming as hell. You had made him a special cupcake for his birthday last week and since then, he’d been..just a little different when he came in. Almost shy, nervous, though he tried to hide it, it always showed through by the end of his visits. You were worried you had screwed things up with the cupcake, made him uncomfortable or something, but now you felt relieved knowing he really did like it.. And with how flustered he was getting, you thought maybe he really did like you, too.

You had no idea, but Steve was smitten with you the first day he walked into your bakery cafe.

He always had a lot on his plate, though. Never wanted to get you tangled up with his work. He didn’t see you like he saw others, he wasn’t interested in getting you to sell you. He wanted you all for himself.

But he didn’t push it. He couldn’t. He needed to wait for the right time. And he would, to make sure there was no chance of anyone or anything fucking things up for him, he’d wait for the perfect time to take you, to finally make you his. Seeing you as often as he did, talking, flirting, just being around you when he could, it was enough for him for the time being. At least it had been. Until last week. He walked into the cafe and when you saw him, the way your eyes lit up, it made his heart sing. You ran to the back and returned with a little green pastry box just as he approached the front of the line. You took over the register and gave him a soft smile.

“Happy birthday,” you offered, placing the box down in front of him. “I made you this. It’s red velvet..and your drink is on the house, too,” you added, batting your lashes at him, though he wasn’t sure you even realized you were doing so. It was adorable and he smiled back with a sincere and grateful ‘thank you’, shoving the cash he had to pay for his usual order into your tip jar when you turned back to get his drink before you walked down the counter with him to talk a bit before he would inevitably have to go to work. All day, he couldn’t stop thinking of you, couldn’t focus on much of anything.

You remembered his birthday and you made him a cupcake. A special cupcake just for him. He knew his feelings weren’t one sided, but your consideration and obvious care really showed him he was right. He decided that day, he couldn’t wait much longer. You belonged with him. He needed to be careful, now, though. He couldn’t get sloppy just because he had feelings for you, he needed to keep his patience. He just needed to get you out of town. His new home was almost finished and he couldn’t wait to get you there. It would be perfect. Just like you.

He didn’t want to be too confident, didn’t want to freak you out or scare you. So he’d play the part. Make sure you felt safe. Because you were, you had nothing to fear with him, he’d make sure of it.

You helped him schedule the catering, chose what pastries would travel best and picked one of your most popular flavors. You told him you’d be there right on time and it was going to be a rather small gathering, no more than ten people, if that, so you were the only one who needed to work it, it’d be easy. The “venue” was a bit of a ways away, but Steve insisted he’d cover your gas money, so you weren’t going to complain or argue. Plus, you really wanted to do this for him, you would have said yes no matter what. With the plans all set, Steve left looking more sure of himself than when he’d first asked about setting something up. You didn’t think anything of it and returned his smile and ‘see you later’.

Steve was thrilled. Everything was set and now he had a week to ensure everything was ready for you at his place. Just a week, he kept reminding himself. Just one more week and she’ll be mine.

part two

#asks #rubynationwins #bellasburdens one year celebration 💙#steve kemp x reader #steve kemp #steve kemp x you #steve kemp x y/n #soft!dark steve kemp #soft dark steve kemp #dark!steve kemp #dark steve kemp

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onceuponastory · 2 months

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📣 Hey! Hey! Here we go!

Is there a fic you posted that you wish had gotten a bit more attention? Share the fic, please. ❤️

Hey hey Navy!

This is a really great question, and I think I'm gonna go for At the Water's Edge, a dark Selkie AU with Steve Kemp (if anyone wants to read it, please check triggers!). I worked so hard on it and I hoped more people loved it, but oh well, that's just how things turn out 💖

#navybrat817 #bethany talks #steve kemp #steve kemp x reader #fun and games #ask games

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sweeterthanthis · 2 years

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Sweet Lau!!

It’s been a while since I slid into your ask box! 😁❤️

How have you been?!!? I hope you are doing incredible!

I’m just thinking about this guy! I’m having some naughty thots. Him wrapping his veiny hands around my throat! Telling me to behave and don’t struggle. Who do we think? Steve Kemp? Maybe a hint of Charles Blackwood? Or somebody else?

Do you have any thots!?! 🤭😏❤️

xoxo 😘

I am SO late responding to this ask and I'm so sorry. But I'm here now and I have some thots. Obviously 😏

This kinda screams CEO!Steve Kemp to me. You’re a barista in the coffee shop just down the street from his office building and he comes in daily. He always orders the same thing, just a double espresso. He flirts with you each and every time he pops by, not that you ever notice. It’s always so busy at lunchtime that you can barely stop long enough to hold a conversation with him. You’re not totally blind though. You can see how fucking handsome he is, especially with the subtle confidence and self-assurance that radiates from him.

When he finally asks you to dinner you’re in disbelief. Your worlds couldn’t be more different. He’s only ever seen you flustered and rushed off your feet at work -- but he wants you. And he makes it clear that he’ll get you when he pulls up outside the coffee shop at closing one Friday evening in his Maserati.

“Can’t I even go home and change first?” You ask him, cheeks warm and your coffee-stained blouse plastered against your sweat-slick skin.

“No. You look beautiful. Now, get in.”

All thought that he’s joking goes out of the window when you don’t even make it to his penthouse before he’s pulling the car over and tugging you onto his lap in a quiet street downtown, his teeth nipping at your breasts through your shirt and his warm, soft hands squeezing your throat possessively. “Do you know how long I’ve been waiting? To have you like this? Look at you, look how fucking pretty you are.”

His thumb drags along your bottom lip, your teeth catching his skin and a rumble echoing low in his throat. “Greedy little dove. You hide it well but you’re just as impatient as I am deep down. Let’s see just how hungry you are, hm?”

Aaaaanyway, I want him, I need him, oh baby, oh baby 😩

#lau answers #asks are always open #steve kemp x female reader #steve kemp x you #steve kemp

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sebastiansluts · 1 year

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your last request remainded me of this: https://at.tumblr.com/sebastiansluts/683821948742107136/3ruft9z8lgml

and now my mind is wandering and i'm thinking about bucky, nick, steve, frank and mickey pleasing the reader, all of them in the same time, fucking her from behind while praising her, sucking and licking her clit, playing with her breasts/nipples, kissing her, making her suck their fingers. that's def too much to handle (i'd come just hearing them moaning and groaning), but... 😩

and yeah, seb is watching and eventually is the only one who gets to have some time with her all alone and the last one to fill her with his cum after another round of foreplay.

OH MY GOD YES

Bucky's the one who kisses you and makes you suck his fingers- he gets off seeing the metal in between your lips, dripping with your spit...Mickey and Steve are the ones playing with your breasts, sucking, licking, biting, pinching, pulling, everything to make you feel good...Frank's at your clit, practically making out with it he's so into it, kissing and licking and sucking and flicking and circling and god his tongue is so fast...Meanwhile Nick is behind you, fucking you hard, but keeping you in place with his hands on your hips, bruising them as he bruises your ass with his hipbones...And the whole time, everyone's telling you what a good girl you are, how beautiful and perfect you look, so caught up in pleasure, how you're taking them all so well, letting them have their fun...

But when it's Sebastian's turn...he kisses every inch of you, massaging your muscles as he goes, until you're a limp pile. Then he starts sucking marks into your skin- your neck, your breasts, your thighs...Until he's deep in between your legs, sucking on your clit until you're crying, begging him to fuck you...And he finally does only after making you come on his tongue...Then he's pressing inside you, filling you up like only he can, stretching your walls, forcing you to adjust as he thrusts...And once you've come again, then he's after his own orgasm, hips rutting into yours, staying buried deep inside you until he comes, dick pulsing, cum filling your cunt...

#rose answers #anon #anon ask #smut #sebastian stan #bucky barnes #nick fowler #steve kemp #frank endings beginnings #mickey henry

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rogerswifesblog · 1 year

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Any moodboards promts/ideas?

For and Chris E and/or Sebastian S characters

#flood my inbox #sebastian stan characters #chris evans characters #lance tucker #jake jensen #Steve Rogers #Bucky Barnes #andy barber #ari levinson #hugh ransom drysdale #lloyd hansen #nick fowler #steve kemp #moodboard #inbox asks #veras moodboards

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thebluemage · 2 years

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HE NEEDS ME JUST AS MUCH I NEED HIM!! 😌😩

#i’m currently falling into the deep end of the abyss and at this point i’m not screaming anymore i’m FUCKING choking #honestly i’d commit multiple crimes for MY husband because i love him #he can ask anything of me and i’ll do it in a heartbeat #sebastian stan #steve kemp #fresh #fresh movie #fresh the movie

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the-iceni-bitch · 1 year

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I was going to ask what if Steve and cookie had a baby but I saw your other answer. But yk I mean what if the baby would be vegetarian? I think Steve and cookie would be good parent☺️ and Steve’s lactation kink😭

Oh my god.

Listen, aside from the (alleged) cannibalism and all the murder and torture, they would make amazing parents. They’d do the PTA thing and the soccer mom and bake sales and all that shit. But woe to anyone who tried to be mean to their little dumpling, they would absolutely have zero qualms about killing a kid if they thought they were a little shit.

Ask Me “What Ifs” About My Characters!

#natalie answers #anon answered #ask game #what if #poison paradise #blade and cookie #steve kemp #asks are always open

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navybrat817 · 3 days

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https://www.tumblr.com/navybrat817/750225493090074624/hi-navy-hope-you-dont-mind-the-question-but?source=share

I thought Lee, Steve, and Andy were there, too?

Hi, nonnie. Are you referring to this ask here?

Lee, Steve, and Andy do exist in this universe. I just don't have readers planned for them at this time because my muse isn't cooperating for ideas for them.

Love and thanks. ❤️

#navybrat answers #there's something in the water au #lee bodecker #steve kemp #andy barber #sweet nonnie #sending love ❤️#asks are always appreciated

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sarahowritesostucky · 3 months

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I love the tidbits in the sugarbaby stories. Will you do one for Lloyd? or maybe one that talk about how they all meet her?

I've got one planned for him too, yes. I'll work up some snippets to detail how Sugar Baby met each of them. I'm on a shit ton of muscle relaxers for my back right now though, so not sure how good it'll be. Hang tight.

#my asks #sugar baby au #fanfiction #fanfic #sugarbaby #sugardaddy #lloyd hansen #ari levinson #andy barber #bucky barnes #steve kemp

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doasyoudesireandlive · 2 years

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Those kind blue eyes

pairing: steve kemp x reader

summory: are you able to escape?

warnings: DARK, kidnapping, chasing, threats, dark!Steve kemp, dark!surprise character, AU, this might be rather creepy so stay the fuck out if thats not your jam!!! DONT SAY I DIDNT WARN YOU! ALSO THIS IS 18+

ok ok, so this is just straight from my head and onto the paper. its basically brain vomit so dont get your hopes up! not proof read or anything so there will probably be mistakes, so sorry about that!

Running. Branches brushing against your body, feet slamming against the ground. Stumbling over roots. Your heavy breathing and fast heartbeat is all you hear, the sound of it close to deafening. His footsteps are no longer heard.

did you make it? are you free? is it over?

You stop running. The lights of a gas station is seen. Salvation. You stumble up to the nearest person you see.

"woah there sweetheart! are you ok?" His kind blue eyes pierces yours and you feel relief washing over you.

"Help me, please" you plead, fingers claving at his chest, pulling his clothes.

"Shh, imma take care of you." he unbuttons his flanell shirt, laying it over your shoulders. The size of it making you drown in fabric, the feeling of safety washes over you.

"Stay here. I'll call my sister, she'll help" His thumb brushes your cheek, and he smiles softly at you.

"Thank you...." "Bucky"

"Bucky" you breathe out, warmth spreading from your heart out.

you watch him step away, talking on the phone. Hes back after a few minutes.

"She'll be her right away. You want something? food? Water?" His eyes look sad, like he is guilty and carries the weight of the world on his shoulders.

"Water, please" you croak out, mouth and throat dry after the running you just did.

"Hold on" He turns, and walks over to a tall man standing a few meters away. You can hear mumbling, and hes handed a bottle of water.

"here you go, doll" He hands you the water, and you drink it all in no time. "Thank you" you whisper, heart bursting from the kindness this man is showing you.

his hand is coming up to stroke your face, stopping halfway.

"I thought you would never show" he says with a stern voice.

"Im sorry, i got caught up"

your blood freeze in your veins. Your heart threatens to jump out of your chest and you are suffocating on your own breath. It cant be, its impossible. You got away. You're free.

One big warm hand clamps over your mouth from behind. You can smell him now. Hes leaning in, lips brushing your ear.

"I asked you to be a good girl. But here we are." He turns you around, one hand still clamped tightly over your mouth, the other pulling your hair harshly holding you still.

"Good girls get to keep their legs. Bad girls dont." his eyes piercing yours, the mix of love and hate makes you tremble.

licking his lips, he stares at you. He whispers "And you're a bad, bad girl."

You feel dizzy, mouth feeling like its filled with cotton and mind going blank. you feel yourself falling into his arms.

"Thank you Bucky, I owe you one."

"yes, you do Steve. I want the finest piece this time."

you want to scream but the sound wont come out.

those kind blue eyes is suddenly staring into yours. "Thank you so much sweetheart. For acting up. I cant wait to taste you."

#reader x steve kemp #steve kemp #bucky barnes #AU #tonje writes #what is this? dont ask

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maxburnett · 2 years

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Hi Nic!! 💕 Can you tell me more about dom!Steve Kemp and how we met? ✨✨

The following is intended for mature readers only! If you are under 18 you should not be on my blog! Do not read what I post!

The two of you met at the grocery store, you needed help getting something pulled down off of the top shelf on aisle 6.

You heard the most beautiful voice asking if you needed help and turned seeing the most beautiful blue eyes and she sharpest jawline. You swore it was carved out of stone. He got the seasonings you needed for your homemade salad dressing and he smiled when you thanked him.

He shocked you when he said he’d actually just moved into town. He’d opened up a massage parlor up in town, he’d given you his card told you to come in any time. He’d given you a free massage. You weren’t sure if you’d take him up on the offer.

A week later you caved in and headed to his parlor and he fit you in to be his last client of the day. He closed up and got ready for you. He asked that you get ready and that he would return. You were left to undress and one of his assistants laid a towel over your ass and left you and dimmed the lights.

“Alright,” he said letting him know he was back. He started at your shoulders and helped you relax in a way you hadn’t relaxed in so so long. His hands worked your body like nothing had never worked it ever in your life. The lower they went, the wetter you could feel your pussy growing, you held in the moans as best as best as you could. Then he began to knead his hands into your thighs and you were so fucking glad the towel was covering you. You tried to hold back your moan, but it escaped your lips.

“Are you alright y/n?” Steve asks you seem to think you can feel his smirk.

“Yeah … just fine,” you get out.

He smirks and moves his hand up the other thigh and gets his fingers awfully close to your pussy. He hears you moan again. “Right …” he licks his lips. “You know it’s just me and you. My assistant went home. If you want I can help relax you there too,” you move your head and look up at him.

“I don’t know,” he sees you blush, even though you try to mask it by turning your face the opposite direction.

“I’ll take you out later. “Promise I’m good for it. I’m good at a lot of things,” he winks.

“I’ve just never done anything like this,” you say shyly?”

“What get a little massage?” His fingers are kneading so fucking close into the skin near your ass. You can literally feel your pussy clench. “Don’t want a happy ending? Bet I can make you squirt? Have you ever done that y/n?”

You blush and let out a quiet “No,”

“Would you like to? Do you mind if I remove this towel to get a look?”

“Fuck yes,” you get out. “I want you to massage me there,” you plead. “Please Steve. Please I need it so bad,” you hear him chuckling. He removes the towel and you feel his hand moving over your ass. “Look at that that pretty pussy’s already so wet for me. Look at you,” he said slowly dragging a finger into your slick and into his mouth. “Fuck taste so good too,” he starts rubbing your thighs again for a few moments, before slapping your pussy a few times getting a whimper out of you, it hurt a little since it was from being so horny. “That’s it, love. Let me hear how good it feels.”

He moves two fingers up inside of you and curves them up, pressing them up feeling that familiar spongy area. Your moans and cursing filled the room as he looked down at you.

“Stttteve,” you got out “Kiiiis fuck kiss me,” you stammered

He laughed as he stopped for a moment and leaned and kissed you sloppily for a moment and stood again and began to quickly and sloppily finger you. The sound of his fingers in your wet juicy pussy filled the room and finally, he hit the spot and your ejaculate spilled out you in gushes. “Fuck what a good girl. Let’s see if you got one more,” he placed the fingers back in and you squirted not once more but twice.

He kissed you again and helped you clean up. He shocked you when he pulled you flush to him. “Fuck that was so hot,” he placed his hands to both of your cheeks and pulled you into a kiss. You weren’t sure how to act at first, but slowly you kissed back.

“Now get down and suck my cock,” he says pulling your hair and guiding your face down. You smile as you look up at him and free him from his pants and take his tip into your mouth as he starts to face fuck you relentlessly. Your saliva is dripping all over his cock by the time he finally pulls you off of it and lays you up and lays you onto the massage table and spreads your legs and pushes your legs apart with his thighs. He’s deep inside you within mere seconds, a hand around your neck lips pressed pressed against your ear making sure you want this.

You come first, squirting all around his cock again.

He comes on your stomach in a few spurts but pushes back wanting to feel what cock warming you feels like.

Because something tells him that you’re about to be his new favorite submissive.

#*answered asks #dom!steve kemp #thebluemage

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Here's a question. Can you list your otps from your stories from least toxic to most toxic?

Sure! I'll only be naming the otps I've been mainly focusing on/have been writing for in my google docs as of recently.

Scarlett Mitchell/Randy Meeks

Maeve Tyrell/Robb Stark

Maribel Mendoza/JJ Maybank

Cheryl Rivers/Marko

Winifred Gordon/Jerome Valeska

Quinn Lennox/Steve Kemp (Okay this is not a pairing but I included them because most of the story is about Quinn having to deal with Steve's obsession. But if I hadn't included them Winifred and Jerome would've been the last because lets face it...their relationship is toxic as f.)

1 to 3 I feel are good/neutral but then once we head to 4 that's when it starts to get toxic

#ask #scarlett mitchell #randy meeks #maeve tyrell #robb stark #maribel mendoza #jj maybank #cheryl rivers #marko #winifred gordon #jerome valeska #quinn lennox #steve kemp #ocs

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