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otp-holic a day ago
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Of course it was on Steve's list.
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sersi a day ago
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stevenrogered a day ago
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Why is he running away? I don鈥檛 know.
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incorrectquotesmcu 2 days ago
Bucky: What鈥檚 the worst thing you guys have ever done? Mine鈥檚 probably being turned into an assassin.
Natasha: Murder. Like a lot.
Thor: Left my sister while my home was destroyed.
Steve: Became a fugitive of the government.
Tony: Accidentally sold weapons to a terrorist.
Peter: One time I illegally downloaded the Baby Shark song online.
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unearthlydust 10 hours ago
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imposterogers 2 days ago
never will stop thinking about how steve rogers entire deal in endgame was that he was tired / wanted to give up / was feeling hopeless / stopped fighting and they didn鈥檛 take that opportunity to have steve (while time traveling) go back to the 1920s/30s and see sarah rogers, tired and hurt from the world herself, pick her young son off the ground, brush the dirt off his knees, and remind him that he always stands up. why couldn鈥檛 we have that. I guess for the same reason that despite watching his found family die in front of him, he spent all of endgame mourning someone who died of old age.
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tincanmans 2 days ago
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Confirmed: Steve and Tony are Barbecue dads.
Alligator Loki: Infinity Comic (2022) #4
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elkleggs 2 days ago
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鈥淵our hands are freezing.鈥
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yourbuckies 2 days ago
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鈥 Midnight Rain, Taylor Swift | @cable-knit-sweater request
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darkficsyouneveraskedfor a day ago
Mr. & Mrs. Stark
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Warnings: this fic includes dark content including rape/noncon, kidnapping, anal, oral, fear, manipulation, cheating, and other potential triggering elements. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.
This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.
Summary: Your life is turned upside down. First by Tony Stark. Then Steve Rogers.
Characters: Stony x reader
Note: This if for聽 I love you 3000 dark writing challenge 2022 . I chose Stony with the basement wife trope. This is my first time doing Stony and only my second full length Tony fic.
As per usual, I humbly request your thoughts! Reblogs are always appreciated and welcomed, not only do I see them easier but it lets other people see my work. Thanks to everyone who reads this one and thank you for all your energy.<3
Love you all like Mother Goose loves being a goose? Take care. 馃挅
[Italics are flashbacks]
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Tick, tick, tick.
The wall stares back at you, your only companion as a hint of cleaner lingers, tickling your nose with artificial lilac. Your hands curve around the porcelain, the tea lukewarm in your neglect. All is as it should be. The kitchen is quiet and empty, every counter shining, every tile mopped and stringent.
You blow out between your lips as that urgent flutter rises in your chest. That feeling that never goes away. Anticipation, rather anxiety. Revery, rather, regret. How did you get here?
Stark Tower was eerie after hours but you often found comfort in the late nights. Forgotten in the lower floors to sort through the endless cycle of files and memos, there鈥檚 a peace that nestles deep in the heart of the bustling corporation. The shuffle of paper, the rustle of pages landed in the bin, others sent off in tubes. For a company known for innovation, the system was antiquated.
You capped another container and sent it up. The work kept your hands busy, your mind distracted. Menial work, nothing like those on the top floors. The suits and the heroes. Among the excitement of the next new Stark invention was the boss himself and his team of avengers. A tier unreachable to any other.
You were happy in your little nook. Your place. Where you belonged. It wasn鈥檛 much but you made enough for rent, you had insurance, and a few perks that made the day tolerable. You reached for your forgotten coffee and took a bitter swig. It was cold and stale, but it was free.
Tick, tick, tick.
You blink at the clock and look down at your tea. The subtle amber hue of steeped herbs. You stand up, the scrape of the chair鈥檚 feet blasphemous in the silence. Your heels click across the floor and you dump the tea down the sink, rinsing the residue with the faucet. You watch the water swirl down, a small cyclone draining into the pipes.
You put the mug aside and close your eyes. You hang your head as you clutch the edge of the sink and shudder. The sterile air is cold and unwelcoming. You can never settle. Not here.
You rose and cursed at the brim of your cup. Your hips ached from your awkward perch on the high stool as you sorted. The nights often saw you waddling off with a stiff back and cramped legs. You groaned as you rubbed your lower back and elbowed through the door into the hall.聽
You poured the coffee into the water fountain just outside and pushed down the knob to wash away the remnants. You dropped the empty cup in the bin against the far wall with a hollow thwop and pushed your neck back with a sigh. Your shoulders were knotted, tugging on one another each time you moved.
There was an echo of your footstep as you shuffled back to the mailroom. You paused and looked down the hall. The lighting is pale and painful as it stings your tired eyes. Night shift always had that sobering effect, the hyper awareness that chiseled away at your sanity. You shake your head and pull open the door, dipping back into the room laced with the scent of paper.
You drag your hand blindly across the counter and retrieve the mug, giving it a proper scrub before drying it and placing it in the perfect line of cups in the cupboard. You shut the door and back up, turning to face the purgatory of your existence. The static raises goosebumps on your skin.
You cross the room and look into the next. The plush couch, the large TV, the luxurious carpet, a wall of windows that almost seem real. It鈥檚 a dream, the home everyone would love. Everyone but you.
You walk around the couch and near the wall that looks out onto the city skyline. That gives the illusion of a high rise. You touch the LCD and shake your head. A dystopian simulation stands all around you. A cell made to look like paradise.
It was 4am. Actually, twenty minutes past. You鈥檇 lost track of time but wouldn鈥檛 clock the extra minutes. You just wanted to go home and fall into bed. A hot shower sounded nice but you didn鈥檛 have the energy for that.
You locked the mailroom behind you and spun to face the hall. That noise. That echo, just a second off the scuff of your sole. You looked down at your black sneakers, the fifteen dollar pair that would wear through in a few months. The flat inline that did nothing for your pain.
You took a breath and looked both ways down the hall before you set off down your usual route. The subway was empty around this time of day, the closest ramp sat behind Stark Tower. You wound down the twists and turns of the basement towards the rear exit.
Before you turned the corner, you heard a click, the gentle touch of metal on metal. You slowed as you peeked around and found nothing but the heavy door that led to the concrete stairwell. Sometimes the janitor was around, starting their shift, but you didn鈥檛 see their cart or any signs of cleaning.
You sighed and rubbed your eyes as your knapsack dangled from your right shoulder. You were tired, you were hearing things. You pushed through the door, the noise echoed up the floors above. Your shoes squeaked as you crossed the cracked floor, neglected for the upper tiers of the tower. Your foot never met the first step.
鈥淗oney, I鈥檓 home,鈥 Tony鈥檚 voice draws you back from the live stream of the cityscape. You back away and quickly go to meet him, forcing a laugh at his oft repeated joke.
You stand at the end of the hallway as you watch him. He grunts as he rolls his shoulders and smiles as he sees you. You rush forward to help him out of his suit jacket. He stops you before you can hang it and kisses your cheek, 鈥渉oney, you okay?鈥
鈥淵es, sir,鈥 you say as you turn and sling his jacket on the coat rack, 鈥淚 just finished tidying up.鈥
鈥淎h,鈥 he taps your ass softly, 鈥済ood girl.鈥
You step away and fold your hands compliantly. He sits on the bench with the shelf of shoes below. You get to your knees and slip off his loafers, inserting them into the empty space beneath. He catches your chin as you sit back on your heels and makes you look at him.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e so good to me, baby,鈥 he strokes your chin with his thumb, 鈥測ou look tired.鈥
鈥淥h, I鈥︹ you touch your cheeks and shy away, 鈥淚 forgot to鈥撯
鈥淣o, I don鈥檛 mind,鈥 he grabs your jaw more firmly before you can pull away, 鈥渁 natural beauty.鈥
鈥淭hank you, sir,鈥 you swallow.
鈥淏aby, tonight is not about me, it鈥檚 about you.鈥
You blink. Your chest twinges. You know that鈥檚 never true. You stare and wait for his trick to unfold.
鈥淪hhh, baby, please, it鈥檚 okay,鈥 the voice tickled the shell of your ear as you writhed in his grasp, 鈥渄on鈥檛 fight it. It only makes it worse鈥撯
You clawed at the tails of his jacket as your feet hit the floor helplessly. You saw the odd bracelet beneath his sleeve and the sudden cloud of blue smoke that puffed from it. It seeped into your nose and flooded your head, eyes itchy and mouth dry as you were forced to inhale the mist.
鈥淎lright, it鈥檚 okay,鈥 he kept his arm around your neck as he pet your head, easing you down to the floor as your body went limp, 鈥渏ust go to sleep. Shhhh, it鈥檚 alright.鈥
鈥淢e?鈥 You wonder as you bat your lashes. He drags his hand up to your cheek and gives a playful tap.
鈥淏aby, go draw yourself a bath and relax,鈥 he purrs as you remain kneeling between his knees, 鈥渁s much as I love to see you in this position, you earned it.鈥
鈥淪ir,鈥 you breathe.
He offers his hand and you take it, cautious. He stands and pulls you up with him. His other hand crawls down your side and he hums as he eyes your dress.
鈥淐an you believe it? One year. One whole year.鈥
You blanch and touch his hand as he squeezes your side. You nearly stagger at the revelation.聽
Tick, tick, tick. You hear the clock in the kitchen. How many hours, how many days, how many months. Not knowing is easier. You inhale deeply and let your hand trail up his arm, resisting the urge to shove him away.
鈥淗appy anniversary,鈥 you eke out, you know what he wants. He鈥檚 taught you exactly what to say.
鈥淎w, baby, happy anniversary,鈥 he pulls you against him and crushes his lips against yours. He kisses you roughly, the trim along his chin tickles, as his warmth consumes you.
You woke up in darkness. Pitch black. You couldn鈥檛 see your own fingers as you waved them in front of your face. Naked but for the light weight around your neck. The panic quickly began to bloom.
鈥淏aby, you鈥檙e awake,鈥 the bodiless voice cooed, 鈥渁h, ah,鈥 he tutted as you tried to sit up, only to fall back dizzily, 鈥渄on鈥檛 go making too much fuss. You gotta give it time.鈥
鈥淲h鈥搘h鈥撯 Where are you? What happened? You can鈥檛 put it into words as you鈥檙e paralysed by the throbbing in your head.
鈥淥ne thing at a time, baby. This is level one.鈥
Level one, you blinked. Confused in the fog of your brain, the blackness, the voice that seemed to come from all around you.
鈥淟evel two is easier, but one is more fun,鈥 he chuckled, 鈥渟o baby, let鈥檚 start easy鈥撯
鈥淲ho are you?鈥 You whimpered as your body shook with the effort to sit up.
鈥淎h, I was about to get to that,鈥 he taunted, 鈥渘ow, baby, don鈥檛 get so worked up. Your heart is pumping so hard, you鈥檙e gonna knock yourself out.鈥
鈥淏aby, I鈥檓 warning you, it鈥檚 easy if you listen,鈥 he dragged out the last word to a growl. 鈥淵ou can call me鈥撯
鈥淚鈥檓 scared,鈥 your chest thumped hard as your ears rang, 鈥減lease鈥撯
Your muscles constricted suddenly and you crumpled onto the ground, prostrated on your back as the surge stretched every nerve to its limit.
鈥淏aby, don鈥檛 make me do that again,鈥 he warned as the tension slaked away and left you panting weakly, 鈥渇or now, you will call me 鈥榮ir鈥.鈥
The bathing pool stands against the wall, a great basin of steamy water, scented with rose as you dip into the depths. The heat should be relaxing but you can鈥檛 even remember what it feels like to relax. You lean against the wall and pull your knees up, bending your arms over your legs as you sit alone.
Tony surprises you as he appears, a bottle in one hand, two glasses balanced in the other. He puts them down on the tile that edges the tub and uncorks the bottle, a swell of foam rising over the top as he holds it away from him. He pours a full glass for both of you.
鈥淏aby,鈥 he lifts one and holds it out.
You push through the water to take it, 鈥渢hank you, sir.鈥
You retreat and stare at the bubbly golden nectar. You were never a drinker but he never afforded you the indulgence. Maybe he鈥檇 allow you enough to forget. Or at least, accept.
鈥淭hank you, baby,鈥 he winks and peeks beneath the surface of the water, 鈥測ou鈥檙e a sweet little thing.鈥
You smile, it鈥檚 brittle and painful as it dimples your cheek.
鈥淕o on, have a drink, don鈥檛 wait on me,鈥 he bids as he pulls free his tie, 鈥渨e got all night.鈥
You carefully put the flute to your lips and daintily taste the wine. It鈥檚 sweet and sour at once. You nearly choke as you swallow it down. You drink deeper as the heat spreads through your chest.
You quivered and whined as another vibe rose from within. You don鈥檛 understand. It was hours of this. You reached searchingly down and still nothing. No, just your body. What was happening to you?
You felt along your cunt, dripping with your cum as a vibration pulses from within. You whimpered as you grazed your clit, adding to the overwhelming sensation. You hissed and poked your fingers inside, prodding, pushing as you tried to find the source. Still, you come up empty.
You rolled onto your back and cried out as you came again, body contorting with the raging tide of your climax. Your fingers curled into your palms and your toes bent until they would break. You gulped down air desperately, your head spinning as the rippling continued to course through you.
鈥淏aby, you鈥檙e doing so good,鈥 his voice taunted from the unseen speaker, 鈥渟o good but you keep touching yourself, and I won鈥檛 be so generous.鈥
Tony slides up next to you, stretching his arm over your shoulders as he sits snugly against you. He clinks your glass with his and sips, his dark eyes clinging to you. You drink too and finish the last mouthful.
鈥淭hirsty?鈥 He muses. 鈥淎s always.鈥
You look at your empty glass, 鈥渟orry, sir, I didn鈥檛鈥撯
鈥淕o on, have some more,鈥 he prompts, 鈥渋t鈥檚 a special night, baby.鈥
You don鈥檛 want more. You already feel off-kilter but you know better than to say no. You wade over to the edge and fill your glass before you return to him. As you do, he directs you into his lap, his dick bobbing hard beneath you.
鈥淢mm, baby,鈥 he reaches around you and takes your glass, 鈥測ou鈥檙e delectable. I could eat you up.鈥
He presses the brim to your lips and tilts it. You swallow as he pours into your mouth, gulping as the deluge nearly chokes you. When the glass is empty, you cough and he draws it away, placing it beside his one the tile.
He hugs you from behind and kisses your shoulder, 鈥渕issed you. Sorry I was gone so long but things鈥 got a bit hairy.鈥
鈥淵es, sir,鈥 you lean back against him as his hands crawl up your stomach and he fondles your tits. He groans as your ass rests on his twitching length.
鈥淵ou know him,鈥 he speaks against your skin and sighs, 鈥渁lways something to argue about. Not like you, baby. You know how much I love you, don鈥檛 you?鈥
鈥淵es, sir,鈥 you lie.
鈥淔uck, it hurts how much I love you,鈥 he snarls and nips at your neck, 鈥淚 need you on me right now.鈥
鈥淪ir,鈥 your throat tightens as his hand wanders up to your neck.
You lift yourself slightly and feel beneath you. You angle his dick along your folds and spread your legs around his, easing down until you feel him in your stomach. You groan as your body tenses at the fullness. He squeezes your throat as his other hand grips your hip, forcing you down until it hurts.
鈥淕ood girl,鈥 he rasps as he moves you slowly, guiding your pelvis in a torturous rock. 鈥淚鈥檝e been thinking of this forever. One year鈥︹
He growls and his hot breath fans over your shoulder and down your chest as he dips his head against you. He keeps his hold on your hip and his other hand drifts along your skin and down your arm. He takes your hand and raises it over the water, toying with the ring on your finger.
鈥淒id you miss me?鈥 He moans as he tilts you a little faster.
鈥淵es, sir,鈥 you answer as you follow his lead, curling your fingers against his thigh, 鈥淚 always do.鈥
鈥淚 wish it wasn鈥檛 so lonely down here for you,鈥 he leans back, hanging his head back over the edge, 鈥渒eep going.鈥
He pulls his hands back, bracing the tub as he groans. You keep your hips rolling, breath rising in shallow puffs as you fuck him. His deep voice drowns as he lets you take over, water slapping between your bodies.
鈥淔uck, that鈥檚 it, baby,鈥 he slaps your ass from the side, 鈥測ou got a nice fucking ass. I think of that ass鈥撯 he grunts, 鈥渢oo much. Oh, god.鈥
You let out pathetic murmurs as he swoops his arm around you. He rubs your clit in circles as you work in his lap, knees against the porcelain as you grasp his thigh tighter.聽
鈥淔uck, baby, harder,鈥 he begs as his fingers quicken on your clit, 鈥測eah, like that.鈥
You obey, your voice underlining your frantic breaths. He snarls as the water splashes around your motion. You鈥檙e close as your walls clench him. He can feel it as he flicks you urgently. Your orgasm rolls over you but you fight through the pique to keep going.
鈥淢mm, you鈥檙e so good to me,鈥 he presses on your bud until you whimper, 鈥渢ell me to cum, baby.鈥
鈥淐um for me,鈥 you huff, 鈥渟ir, please, cum for me. You want to cum for me, don鈥檛 you?鈥 You close your eyes as you recite your lines. 鈥淎re you bad? Are you going to cum in me?鈥 He gurgles as you feel his body stiffen, 鈥渨here do you wanna cum, sir?鈥
鈥淲here do you want me to鈥撯 he rasps.
鈥淐um in me, sir, please,鈥 you say through tight lips, 鈥渇ill me up, please. I need it, sir.鈥
He spasm and latches onto your sides. He slams you down, over and over as he growls and fucks you from below. His pace is erratic and wild as the warmth coats your walls, slickening around him as he eases up. Finally, he stills you, pulling you back against his chest as he sighs.
鈥淢mm, I needed that,鈥 he traces a line up your stomach, 鈥渂ut baby, I鈥檓 gonna cover every part of you in me.鈥
Just another day. Each like the last and the next. The only unknown is when he will be there. When he will come to cement the futility of your imprisonment.聽
There's never much to do. It's just you, you don't make much mess, and he doesn't leave much for you to clean up beyond yourself.
You pace as you usually do. By the books on the shelves you couldn't read for the reminder of what you'll never have again. The same reason the television stays black. The easel and paints that you only used once. The puzzle books you can't focus on enough to finish one riddle. The half-done knitting project. The evidence of your addled existence all around.
Click, click, click.聽
Your heels keep a tempo on the floor, holding pace with the ebb and flow of your thoughts. Slow, then fast, then stilling for just a moment as you turn back.聽
Click. Not a heel. Click. At the door. Click, click, scratch, beep, beep, beep.
You go to the doorway and peek around the plaster. The door shifts, shakes, then opens. You hide behind the plaster quickly. It can't be real. You've finally snapped.
The door whispers to a stop as he steps inside, his sole soft on the floor. You hold your breath and listen, not daring to poke your head out again. The gentle friction of some object moved and put back.
You step out of one shoe at a time and bend to pick them up. The rustle of fabric, a careful inspection of the coats by the door, for decoration alone. You don't need them, you never go out.
You cautiously tiptoe away as his footfalls advance down the hallway, closer. You scurry into the bedroom, panic tying your nerves in clusters as you look around. What do you do?
You roll open the closet and pull it shut swiftly as you spin inside. You slip on between the dresses hung on hangers and watch between the slats as the muffled noise of his invasion draws closer and closer.
He lets out a long exhale as his shadow skews over the hardwood.聽
"I can hear you," he utters to the air, "you're heartbeat. Come out."
You close your eyes and push yourself to the back of the closet, swallowed by the fabric around you.
"I know you're afraid. Your heart is racing. But I'm not here to hurt you." He steps inside and you quiver as you look through one eye, his blurry figure visible through the slat. "It's me, Cap? Steve Rogers."
He lets the declaration hang as he walks around the bed. He turns his back to you as he nears the night table, where an oval frame holds a picture of your and Tony. A picture where the sadness underlines your tight smile.
"The fuck鈥" he breathes.聽
"I'm not mad at you," he turns back, walking along the wall, towards the closet. "Not as much as him."
You smother your mouth as your tears trickle out. Tony's husband is just on the other side of the door and you're hiding. Hiding because he wouldn't believe you. Because you have nowhere to go and you learned long ago these heroes are anything but.
He pushes the door open so it folds, the wood snapping against itself. You sniffle as he shoves apart the hangers, unveiling you. His figure is shadowed as he blocks out the light of the bedroom.
"I'm sorry," you croak and cower.
"Come out," he says evenly, the anger barely restrained, "now."
You drop your shoes and step out. He moves back and watches you emerge. He looks you over as you shy away, slipping your hand behind your back as you see the golden band on his finger.
"Hey," he catches your arm and forces your hand up. His jaw ticks and he grits his teeth, letting go of you as he sneers, "fucking bastard. I knew it. And he was accusing me, but here鈥" he stops himself. "Let's go."
He grabs your wrist and drags you across the floor. You squeak as you try to dig in your heels, only causing your feet to drag painfully across the hardwood.
"Please, you can't-"
"Like hell I can't," he growls, "he wants to have a little pet, well too bad."
"No, please, listen," you plead as he forces you into the front room and marches you down the long hallway to the open door, "he won't let m鈥"
He tries to force you over the threshold and you cry out as a zap runs up your hand and down your spine. You violently rip away from him and hit the wall as you cradle your fingers, the ring searing you from the inside out. You sob and slide down to the floor.
"Christ! Tony!" He hollers as he squats and grabs your hand, "fucking鈥"
He tries to pull the ring off and another jolt surges in your, another shrill shriek as you swat him away.
"No, you can't鈥" you gasp as he lets you go and you keel over on the floor, weeping.
He huffs and stands up, kicking over the coat rack. It barely misses you as it falls and you sit up against the wall, breathless and babbling. You want to leave, you would do anything to leave, but you can't. He doesn't know how it hurts.
"Fuck!" He takes off his own ring and tosses it away, "fuck!"
"Always were the nosy type, Rogers," you wince as Tony鈥檚 voice echoes from the corners. You shrink as Steve turns, searching for him, "you spoiled the surprise."
"Surprise? Fuck you, Tony!"
"Now, now, honey, I couldn't give you an untrained pet, could I?"
"Bullshit!" Steve spins again, narrowing his eyes at a seam in the wall, "you've been fucking鈥 her."
"I've been getting her ready for you," Tony calls back. The door suddenly shuts on its own and the lock whirs back into place. "Now don't go tryna run off on me just yet."
You curl up as Steve storms at the door and hits it with his shoulder. He does it several times and pulls at the handle. He snarls and kicks it, staggering back out of breath.
He pivots as he grips his hips and looks down at you, chest rising and falling heavily. He sighs and shakes his head. He slips down to sit on the floor beside the overturned coat rack.
"How long have you been here?" He asks.
You shrug, mopping your face with the back of your hands, "I don't know鈥 a year鈥 more."
"Do you want to be here?"
You stare at him, "that doesn't matter."
His blue eyes wander up the wall and he tilts his head back, "you're telling me."
You sit in silence, hugging your knees as you tremble and stare at his hand, fingers furling and unfurling. You hang your head and wipe your nose.
"I can make some coffee," you offer softly.
He flicks his fingers, exasperated, "sure, what the hell else am I gonna do?"
You approach Steve quietly and set down the cup. He doesn't acknowledge you and you go to grab the cream and sugar, placing it close to the mug.
"Do you want milk instead?" You offer.
He breaks his trance fixated on the fridge and looks at you, "no, it's fine鈥" he wraps his long fingers around the porcelain, "thank you."
"I made cookies yesterday. Or the day before. I don鈥檛 know."
His lips part, a moment of disgust. He blinks, "no, no, that's鈥 jeez. Can you sit down?"
"No, I have to be ready. I have to鈥" you stop your manic rambling, "sorry, sir, I'm sorry."
"Don't. Don't apologise. Don't talk like that. What is wrong with you?"
Your lip quivers and your frown. Your cheek twitches as your legs shake, "you're supposed to tell me what's wrong."
He bites down and stands. You flinch as he touches your upper arms and guides you back to sit in another chair. He holds you there and reluctantly parts.
"Where did you come from?" He sits and leans an elbow on the table as he hooks two fingers through the handle of the mug.
"I鈥" you look at the table, the rippled knot in the wood and cover it with your hand, "I worked the mailroom at Stark Tower. Once. Before鈥"
"Mailroom?" He cringes, "you're the one鈥"
He puts his hand to his mouth as his forehead wrinkles. He slips his head down and braces his forehead. You chew the inside of your cheek and look away.
"I'm sorry."
"No, I am," he sits back and grabs the cup, taking a deep gulp. He sighs and slams the cup down abruptly. The table jars and he stands, stomping out, "I can't fucking look at you."
You can't blame him. You hate yourself too. You hear him pacing in the hallway, then into the front room, something crashes and you drop your head down onto your arms as you slump against the table. This can't be real.
The door whirs and you sit up sharply, rocking the chair beneath you. Tony's voice flows down the hall.
"Honey, I'm home."
There's silence, then barreling steps down the hall. You turn and stare as Steve charges Tony back into the door as it locks. You don't move, paralysed as the blonde reels back and yowls.
"Come on, Rogers, you're not gonna bully me," Tony shows the odd skeleton contraption that wraps his hand, "why are you so ungrateful?"
"Me? You鈥"
"I told you, she's a gift. I'm surprised you waited for me to get started."
"Her? I don't鈥"
You can't see Steve, only Tony as he stands in the crux of the two doors.聽
"Tell me you don't want the sweet little thing," Tony taunts, "Rogers, I'd love to see it."
"Shut the fuck up. What did you do to her?"
"Everything that's going through your head at this very moment."
Silence. Tick, tick, tick.
"Tony," Steve mutters.
"Steve," Tony answers brightly, "you want her mouth first or鈥"
"I left her ass alone. For you, baby."
"Stop!" Steve shoves him and storms away, then back again.聽
Tony snickers as he regains his balance, "you're getting hard right now thinking about it. You want her. She's just your type, Captain. I should know."
"Stop, please," Steve begs, "we're married. You're鈥"
"I know you, all your little toys. Before鈥"
"I stopped," Steve blusters, "I stopped for you, Tony! What are you doing?"
"I'm spicing things up. Tell me it hasn't gotten stale."
"No shit. You got some girl locked up in this鈥 this鈥 bunker. Tony!"
"I can see your raging hard on, buddy, you don't gotta pretend with me鈥"
"Tony, I'm gonna fucking kill you. You are so鈥"
"Depraved? Fucked up? Kinky? You knew it. Let me hold her for you. Huh? I'll bend that pretty little ass over as you watch her suck my dick. Tell me you don't want it."
"Ton鈥" Steve rasps, "why?"
"Why not?"
Tick, tick, tick. You look up at the clock. Waiting.聽
"Oh, honey," Tony sings, "come here and meet the Captain."
You push the chair back, scraping loudly on the floor. You get up and rigidly turn, striding out to the hallway. Tony leads you in front of him to face Steve.
"Look at her," he snakes his arm around to force your chin up, "precious, isn't she?"
Steve takes a deep breath. The veins in his arms bulge as his eyes narrow and his pupils dilate. His head twitches as he clenches his jaw.
"And isn't he just the most hunky piece of star-spangled beef you've ever seen, baby?" Tony purrs against your crown.
"Yes, sir," you answer diligently.
"See how well I trained her, Cap? The soldier in you should be proud. Huh? Call him Captain, honey. He likes that."
"Okay, Captain," you shudder as Tony steps back.
Steve moans as he shifts his weight, his hand rising to brush down his chest. Tony tugs down the zipper of your dress and the fabric slackens. He pushes it down, baring you as he shoves it past your hips. You're left naked and prone to the other man's gaze.
"Rogers," Tony says in a musical taunt as he grabs your waist and urges you forward. "Look at her."
Steve looks down and shakes his head. He hooks his thumbs in the loops of his jeans.
"She wants you, Rogers. What's she gonna do without the Captain's firm hand?"
Steve takes a quaking breath and sucks his teeth. He tilts his head from side to side like a horse trying to shake its reins. His cheek dimples as he nods.
"Take her to the bedroom," he whispers, "gimme a moment here."
"You heard him," Tony lowers his hand to give your ass a tap, "get all nice and wet for him, baby."
Tony grasps your shoulders and steers you around Steve, who turns to watch as you go, eyes hooded and heavy. A darker presence lurks in him, something frightening, like a tiger licking its chops. The man behind you chuckles and urges you on.
In the bedroom, your blood cools and the heat razes your skin. You know how it goes, it always ends. You just need to get through it. Bite your lip, ball your hands, hold your breath, any way you can.
Tony takes you to the bed, ordering you around as he moves your body to his whims. Ass up, hands on the mattress, waiting, quiet, compliant.
He tickles your ass as he lingers behind you. You wince as he turns and gropes you fully.
鈥淏e good for him, baby,鈥 he groans as he pushes his pelvis against you, 鈥淚 know you can do it.鈥
鈥淵es, sir,鈥 you watch the bedspread.
You hear the floor creak. Tony stops you from looking back as he lifts a knee onto the bed. He grabs your skull and tuts, climbing in front of you as he holds you in place. He hushes you and pets your hair.
"Baby, it's okay," he coos and looks over you, "top drawer."
You curl your fingers into the blankets as you lean on your elbows. Clothing rustles around deliberate steps, a shadow looming behind you as Tony hangs on, keeping you blind to the other man.聽
"Baby, why don't you use that pretty mouth of yours while he gets warmed up?"
You push a hand up, clumsily picking open Tony's slacks, a designer cut like everything else. You tug at his fly and spreading them wide. He raises himself on his knees and wiggles as you eases them down, pulling the elastic of his briefs away from his stomach.
You shove the fabric low enough to pull him over the top, stroking him as he groans. He caresses your temple as your hand travels the length of him and back down, his veins throbbing against your palm. You shift closer as press your lips to his tips, sliding back the skin as you open your mouth around him.
"Mmm, yes, baby, that's so good. See how good she listens, honey?"
Steve grunts and something cool touches your ass. You whimper around Tony but he keeps your head bobbing, hooking a hand around to feel himself in your throat. You gag but hold it back.
"Mmm, she's good with her mouth, but you'll have to let me know about her ass," Tony hums as he carries the motion with his hips, fucking your mouth steadily.
The coolness retracts and cracks across your ass sharply. You choke as your eyes prick, the leather lashing again, biting into your tender flesh. You claw at the bottom of Tony's shirt and whine. Another snap of the belt has you shaking as your hand runs up Tony's torso.
Your tears leak out again, your body constricting as you try not to bite down. Steve lays another, full force and your legs slip you as your body contracts. You pull off of Tony as the pain overrides your restraint.
"Get her," Steve's tone is deep and rocky, "hold her."
Tony pins you down by your shoulders and Steve puts his leg over your thighs. He whips you again, again, until you're bawling and dripping with tears. He stops and traces a welt, blood leaking out hotly.
He slides his leg off you and exhales. Tony lets go and takes the end of the looped belt, angling it over your head. It's drawn tight to the buckle, forcing your head up. You sniff as Tony cradles your cheeks.
"Get that ass up, baby," Tony coaxes, "I know you can do it."
You shakily bend your legs under you and lift yourself. You hold yourself up on all fours as Steve backs away. Tony pushes a thumb against your lip and pokes inside your mouth.
A slippery cold trickle glides down between your cheeks and you flinch. Something lands beside your leg as Steve's hands spread across your ass. He dips his fingers down to smear the lube over your puckered hole. You tighten as he tickles you, playing and prodding, teasing as if he might delve further at any moment.
"I'll take a lot more for me to forgive you," Steve pushes his thumb against your ring, stretching you with the thick digits as you whimper.
"This is a start, isn't it, Rogers? I could never be that perfect little homemaker."
Steve growls and urges his finger deeper and you bite down on Tony's knuckle, the intrusion burning painfully. You suck on his thumb and bat your lashes, rolling your eyes back against the deluge.
"She's tight."
"I didn't fucking lie."
"Not about this," Steve grits, pushing in and out. "Hey, doll, you better loosen up."
You blow out as Tony slides back his hand to hold your chin. He looks down at you and winks, "Cap can be a big softie, if you let him."
Steve slips free of your ring and steps up, inching you back on the bed. His dick brushes along the curves of your ass and he angles it down between your cheeks. You gulp and flick your lashes up.
"Take it easy on her, can't have you breaking her right away," Tony warns.
Steve sneers as he edges along your ring and sets his feet. He leans in as you whimper, slowly opening for him. He doesn't let up, forcing himself deeper with short thrusts. You shriek with the horrid strain and reach back as you try to push him away with your fingertips, meeting only air.
He bucks into you completely and you cry out. Tony shushes you and grips your jaw, pushing you up to only your knees at the edge of the bed. Steve clutches your hip as his other hand explores your torso. He rocks against you, long, torturous thrusts.
You wheeze through your teeth, gnashing down as the agony stirs bile at the back of your throat. Tony cradles your face in his hands, resting his forehead against yours.
"Baby, you're doing it. Shhhh, you're doing so good. Isn't she, Captain?"
"Yeah," Steve says airily, speeding up so his pelvis slaps your wrought skin, "yeah, doll, so good."
Tony lets out a crackly chuckle, "see, baby, he loves you. Taking him so well. That's it. It won't hurt much longer."
You whimper and blubber as you clasp Tony's wrists. Your body vibrates around Steve as he pounds harder, harder, fingertips jabbing into your hip. He snarls and brings his hand to your throat, pulling you away from Tony.
Your eyes loll as he forces your head up, squeezing until you choke. You feel the bed shift and Tony's figure wisps by as he goes to stand behind his husband.聽
"That's it, Cap, that's how you do it. You see," Tony reaches around and pulls you back to your limit, "I need that special touch."
"Don't fuck around," Steve chuffs, "you're next."
"Counting on it," Tony slaps Steve's ass he he carries he eager motion, "better save some energy."
"I can do this all day," Steve drags you back and your feet fall to the floor as he bends you over the bed, body flush to yours, "til death do us part, honey."
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buckyalpine 2 days ago
Missing 2
Here is a silly part 2 to the silly first fic here聽
Fluff, Mob Bucky is an adorable goof, this is worse than the first fic okay. I鈥檓 openly acknowledging this is ridiculous and stupid but I鈥檓 posting it anyway.聽
鈥淲hy the fuck is he still here鈥澛
Bucky narrowed his eyes, watching him carefully, hating the way he moved with such suave. Who the fuck does he think he is?! It had been days of him coming around, pretending his intentions were innocent but Bucky knew better. He had been in the game long enough to be able to read someone's character.聽
There was nothing innocent about this.聽
He was after his pretty baby and that wasn鈥檛 okay.聽
鈥淚f you have such a problem with him, go do something about it鈥 Sam snorted, watching the mob boss huff,聽shaking his head.
鈥淚 can鈥檛 just tell him to fuck off鈥 Bucky grumbled, ready to give him the finger.聽鈥淓ven though he should, I don鈥檛 want him 10 feet near my princess鈥澛
鈥淚鈥檓 sure if you stare at him long enough, he鈥檒l take the hint鈥
Bucky glared at him once more for good measure before smiling down at the purring ball of fur that pawed at his leg, demanding to be picked up. She had dragged your sweater into the room, dropping it by his feet, giving him a pointed look.聽
鈥淗i baby鈥 He picked up his sassy little fur baby, giving her a few kisses and scratching her head, cocking an eyebrow at her seeing the sweater she brought with her.聽鈥淵ou miss her huh, maybe I should ask her out soon?鈥
鈥淢erp鈥 Alpine nudged her head against his chest聽while Sam shook his head, running a hand over his face.聽
鈥淔or fucks sake, at least listen to the cat and ask her out鈥澛
鈥淗e鈥檚 right鈥 Steve smirked at his friend, snorting at the ridiculous sight of Bucky cooing at his cat, 鈥淪top worrying about him and actually go ask her out鈥
Bucky thought for a moment, he had to do it right. You were sweet. Kind. Summer and flowers. His mind was all over the place, he couldn't stop thinking about you but would you even want to go out with someone like him?聽
You sipped your tea, cozy in an oversized t-shirt and some fuzzy socks, snuggled under a blanket with your favorite tv show pulled up. You smiled sadly at the empty corner Alpine liked to snuggle in; even if she was with you for a few days, you missed her purrs and silky fur nuzzled against you. Then there was her owner. It shouldn鈥檛 have been legal for someone that attractive to have a cute white fluffy kitten, the combination of the two overloaded all your senses. Your mind continuously bounced between the both of them, not sure who you wanted to snuggle with more. Both with the same mischievous blue eyes and sassy attitude to match. You blinked hearing the doorbell ring; no one ever visited you at this hour. Then it rang again.聽
You聽ran to your door, abandoning your tea and Netflix, squealing when you saw your sweet little fur baby sitting in a basket of red roses, a small note tucked onto the side. She hopped out of the basket and into your arms, nudging her nose onto yours.聽
鈥淣ow how did you get here baby鈥 you giggled, looking up to see a flustered Bucky on your drive way, waiting hopefully for you to read the note.聽You pulled the note out, smiling at the beautiful handwriting, biting back a smile as you read.聽
Thank you for taking such good care of me, I missed you. I sleep in your sweater every single night. I wanted to see you again.聽
PS:聽Will you go out on a date with my daddy?
You grinned, feeling your face heat up, looking up at the blushing mob boss. He made his way over while you kept Alpine tucked in your arms; the ball of fur making a show of snuggling in your hold. Bucky shook his head at his cat鈥檚 antics; if only he was as adorable as she was.聽
鈥淪orry鈥 Bucky blushed sheepishly, his heart racing when you took the basket of flowers and invited him inside. 鈥淚-I didn鈥檛 get to properly thank you for taking care of Alpine鈥澛
鈥淚 was happy just to look after her鈥 You smiled, feeling giddy over the fact that he was in your house again.聽鈥淏ut聽I鈥檇 love to go out with you鈥澛
That was all he needed to hear, kissing your cheek before leaving, his mind already thinking about where to take you.聽
鈥淚鈥檒l see you soon doll鈥澛
Bucky made sure he gave you the sweetest date possible, taking you out to a quiet diner where he spent the evening looking at you with heart eyes. His heart fluttered over your sweetness and he had to mentally restrain himself from cupping your cheeks and kissing you every time you looked at him. What the hell was wrong with him.聽
The first date turned into a second date. Then a third. Most recently, he invited you over so he could make you brunch and eat in the large patio in his garden. Bucky鈥檚 heart started tp leap again, looking at his pretty doll set out strawberries on a plate and carrying a jug of lemonade.聽 He didn鈥檛 know what to do with himself when you brought him flowers from your flower shop to brighten his home, he already knew he was going to keep that bouquet preserved forever.聽
You both finished eating, curled up on Bucky鈥檚 couch for some cuddles, his hand softly stroking your hair, stopping abruptly when he saw movement by the window. You sat up when you felt his body stiffen, looking up to see him staring at someone through the window.聽
鈥淔uck, he鈥檚 back again鈥 His chest rumbled against you, moving you over as he stalked to the window, frowning.聽
鈥淲ho鈥 You couldn鈥檛 see anyone from where you were sitting, nearly collapsing on the floor when you joined Bucky鈥檚 side. Now you knew exactly where Alpine learned her dramatics.聽
鈥淗im鈥 Bucky growled at a stray black cat that slinked around his garden, purring as soon as his green eyes landed on Alpine who was basking near the windowsill.聽
鈥淚t鈥檚 a cat Bucky鈥
鈥淭hat鈥檚 not a cat, that鈥檚 a punk鈥 He narrowed his eyes at the cat while he sauntered over, his tail swishing about, gracefully hopping on the ledge, his nose nudging against the glass, right where Alpine sat.聽鈥淪he鈥檚 too good for you鈥
鈥淥h my god鈥 You wheezed, shaking your head while Steve walked by, stopping when he saw Bucky by the window. It had become a weekly occurrence, he was used to the scene before him, not that it was ever any less ridiculous.聽
鈥淚s he beefing with the cat again鈥 Steve snorted while you burst out laughing, looking at Bucky staring off with the cat, his precious baby tucked in his arms.聽
鈥淒oes this happen often?鈥
鈥淢hm, has he given him the finger yet?鈥澛
鈥淪hut up Steve鈥澛
鈥淗e just wants a home, I think it鈥檚 sort of sweet鈥 You nudged Bucky while he shook his head. Your heart melted, looking at Alpine trying to wiggle out of Bucky鈥檚 hold, inching towards the black cat that sat outside who was peering into the warm house.聽
鈥淚 don鈥檛 trust him鈥澛
鈥淐鈥檓on, he鈥檚 a little like you鈥 Bucky frowned at you while you giggled, cupping his聽 face, pulling him down to kiss his lips, smiling when you felt him melt into your hold, his hands coming down to hold your waist.聽鈥淗e鈥檚 just a little misunderstood. Handsome on the outside and sweet on the inside鈥
Bucky鈥檚 ears perked up, a smirk dancing on his lips, pulling you closer.聽
鈥淵ou think I鈥檓 handsome and sweet?鈥澛
鈥淏ucky!鈥 You rolled your eyes,聽鈥淭hat鈥檚 what you got from what I just said?鈥 You squeaked when he lifted you in his arms, carrying you off to his room, deciding he鈥檇 deal with the punk outside later. There were more important things that required his attention.聽
鈥淲e have all night, tell me more my pretty doll鈥澛
A few years later *
鈥淚 told you Alp would be with the groomsmen鈥 Sam grinned, holding the white ball of fluff while Steve stood by Bucky. Alpine purred, a large silky bow replacing her collar.聽
鈥淭hat鈥檚 only because y/n has Bucky jr. on her side鈥 The black cat purred in your best friends arms, his green eyes blinking at Alpine and then at Bucky, a little bowtie around his neck.聽
鈥淪he named him Toothless, not Bucky Jr鈥 Bucky groaned, shaking his head at the green eyes that blinked at him, he may have given into you adopting him but he still didn鈥檛 fully trust his intentions.聽
鈥淵ou love him鈥 You giggled at your soon to be husband, waiting for his lips to press onto yours, ready to start a new chapter together along with your fur babies.聽
鈥淗m, not as much as I love you鈥 He whispered, pulling you into his arms as soon as he鈥檚 told he can kiss the bride, pouring every ounce of his love into the kiss.聽
Who would have thought his little fur baby going on an adventure would bring him the greatest love of his life.聽
*Of course when he does propose to you, there鈥檚 basically two proposals. One is perfect, romantic, intimate. Just the two of you, his sweet words, soft kisses. It was beautiful and you loved it but he already had your heart when you first feel 4 little paws on the bed earlier that day, a wet nose nudging you awake. There鈥檚 a new note attached to her collar, not a whole lot written on it but the few words bring tears to your eyes.聽
Will you be my mama?聽
To which you immediately say yes and gasp when you see a little ring on Alpine鈥檚 collar. Bucky smiles by the door, striding over to pull you into his lap, his heart filling with warmth when you attack him with 100鈥瞫 of kisses.聽
Alpine purrs proudly; she always knew you鈥檇 be the perfect mommy for her daddy.聽
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yeris 2 days ago
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myfictionaldreams a day ago
Day 24: Choking - Steve/Bucky
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Kinktober Day 24: Choking - Steve/Bucky x f!reader
Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, protective Bucky, threesome, piv, anal, double penetration, praise kink, begging, choking, slight breathplay, multiple orgasms, teasing, overstimulated, aftercare, nicknames, no use of y/n
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It was a complete accident, something that had never even crossed your mind before.
As you were walking, Your eyes were on the phone in your hand, but you should have been more aware of your surroundings especially as you鈥檇 planned to visit the boys whilst they were training, entering the room without thinking or looking. This was when a protecting metal hand suddenly bumped into your neck, stopping your movements quickly, 鈥淒oll be careful鈥.
As Bucky spoke, a single knife came slicing through the air in the pathway that you were just about to walk into. An apology echoed around the room from Natasha as she moved to quickly retrieve the weapon however you weren鈥檛 concentrating on that. Instead on the hand that was still pushed against your neck as Bucky scowled at the other assassin, not realising where his hand had landed before he glanced in your direction and rushed to remove his hand.
鈥淪hit, sorry babe, did I hurt you?鈥 his voice was sincere with an edge of anxiety as he cupped your cheeks tilting your head back so he had a better view of your neck, making sure there was no visible damage.
鈥淥h no, I鈥檓 fine, sorry for not paying attention I was just coming to say a quick hello鈥 he seemed happy with your answer but still kept a close eye on you for the remainder of the day which passed by quickly and without any further near-misses.
Your thoughts were muddled however as you subconsciously kept touching your neck, liking the pressure that it gave and a habit that Steve seemed to notice as you all settled around the dinner table as the sun began to set.
鈥淲hat鈥檚 wrong with your neck, baby?鈥 Steve asked. Bucky tensed, eyes shooting over in your direction as you tried not to cringe at the intensity.
鈥淵ou said I didn鈥檛 hurt you earlier, let me have a look鈥 you batted his hands away.
鈥淣o I鈥檓 fine, I promise Bucky鈥 you rushed out, hating that you鈥檇 made him worried.
Steve looked confused between the two of you, 鈥渨ait, what happened earlier鈥 he asked.
Before Bucky could explain what happened you were quick to cut him off, reaching across the table to grip his hand trying to reassure him, 鈥渉onestly Bucky I鈥檓 ok, I was just itching my neck鈥. Smiling at the two of them, they seemed to let it go, continuing on with their meals as you released the breath you hadn鈥檛 realised you had been holding in.
A few hours later, the mood had completely shifted. All clothes were removed and only heavy grunts and pleas were heard coming from your bedroom as you found yourself sandwiched between the two super soldiers. Specifically, Steve was chest-to-chest, hands gripping underneath your knees, easily holding you up, cock fucking long strokes in your cunt as his tongue licked the length of your neck. All the while Bucky鈥檚 toned chest was against your back, cock thrusting into your other prepped hole, hands circled around your waist, playing with your nipples as he bit into your shoulder.
Every time they had you like this, it was so beautifully overwhelming, feeling so incredibly full of cock as they double penetrated you but it always felt so good. Your hands were desperately gripping into their hair, holding on for dear life.
鈥淵ou feel so good baby鈥 Bucky praised as his lips teased your ear and all you could do in response was moan, knowing any words to come out of your mouth would be a bumbling mess.
Through it all, there was still a small spark of an idea at the back of your mind just wanting to try it, needing to feel what it was like.
Through your cock-drunk mind, you reached to grasp one of Bucky鈥檚 wrists easing it up until his hand rested against your throat. The two of them stopped their thrusting, which only caused you to whine and try and roll your hips to continue the pleasure.
鈥淧lease鈥 you begged, eyes still closed, not noticing the shift in demeanour from your boyfriends as both of their blue eyes darkened.
鈥淵ou want us to choke you, doll?鈥 Bucky asked, his voice husky with arousal as his fingers flexed around your neck, squeezing softly, 鈥渋s this what you want?鈥
鈥淵es,鈥 you gasped desperately, nails digging into the skin of both of the shoulders now. Bucky kissed the side of your head before returning to fucking you, moving steadily, long strokes that Steve soon matched inside your dripping cunt.
鈥淗arder鈥 Steve and Bucky glanced at one another, before both moving at once, fucking you so hard that their cocks were a blur, just as Bucky's grip on your neck tightened enough that you felt ringing in your ears and breathing became slightly more difficult but it was the perfect amount of pressure if the way your pussy clenched was anything to go by.
The three of your bodies moulded together perfectly as they rammed into you, drawing orgasm after orgasm out of you, Bucky releasing his grip as you screamed through each one, giving you a moment to regain your composure before gripping once more.
鈥淎www baby, who鈥檇 have thought you would be into this, huh? Does it feel good?鈥 Steve teased, seeing saliva dripping down your chin as if you didn鈥檛 have the energy to swallow.
鈥淔uck鈥 Bucky groaned, hips snapping against yours as he chased his own orgasm, his grip never faltered, only making you become dizzier as you came again, not being able to suck in a proper breath. The sensation was overwhelming but it made your blood pump harder and your orgasm last longer until Bucky鈥檚 cum was dripping out of your ass and his hand released its grip.
You all but slumped against Steve, not noticing him moving until you felt the cool sheets on the bed against your back. The blonde didn鈥檛 falter in his thrusting, his powerful thighs driving his cock in and out of your pulsing sensitive cunt.
To your right, Bucky kneeled on the edge of the bed, hand returning back to your neck with a thankful groan from you. 鈥淵ou like this baby? Me choking you while Steve fucks your ruined pussy?鈥
It was Steve who grunted at Bucky鈥檚 words, moving even faster as his cock throbbed, looking at you beneath him, eyes glazed, cum dripping out of your ass, Bucky鈥檚 hand around your throat, he wanted to remember this picture for the rest of his life.
鈥淚鈥檓 going to cum in this sweet pussy of yours baby鈥 Steve growled, fingers latching onto your engorged clit, rubbing circles to match his thrusts and you were completely overwhelmed in pleasure.
鈥淐um for us pretty girl鈥 Bucky encouraged, other hand stroking your cheek tenderly as you gave one last squeak before convulsing on the bed, hands grabbing his wrist as he began to move it away but you moved it back, wanting him to keep the tension to intensify your orgasm.
Steve was crying out with you, feeling you tightly grip his cock with your pussy he pulled out, shooting his load across your abdomen strikes of white coating your skin.
Bucky released his grip before you could pass out, matching sure you were taking deep breaths to come out of the dizzy spell you were trapped in, calming you down until he was satisfied that you were back to normal.
During this time, Steve had moved to the bathroom, returning with a warm washcloth to clean in between your legs and a cold one to place against your neck, soothing the skin. You smile thankfully up at him, eyes feeling heavy as they each kissed your temple, stroking back your hair, watching you fall into a much-needed sleep.
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littlemelaninfics 2 days ago
can you do something where y/n says the safeword bc he is going too rough or doing too much or just made y/n cry.
(with bucky, steve or eddie)
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Steve pulled into the driveway parking the car. He took out the key before looking at you. 鈥淕o upstairs and sit on the bed. I鈥檓 going to be there in a minute.鈥
You unbuckled your seatbelt and opened the door. You gave him one last look before following his instruction. You hung your head and walked into the house, going straight upstairs. You kicked off your heels before you sat nervously on the end of the bed. Your heart was beating and your mind was racing with anticipation.
A few minutes later you heard footsteps coming up the stairs. You sucked in your breath as Steve walked in. He stood there in his white button up, unfastening and pushing up the arm sleeve.
He walked over to you and caressed the side of your face; his thumb tracing your lips. He pushed gently and you let him in, sucking on the pad.
鈥淟ay down for me,鈥 he demanded. You did as he said laying down on the bed. He instantly caged your body, hovering over you. Your breath was caught in your throat as he looked down at you like you were his prey. His plaything.
His hands snaked up your leg. 鈥淵ou looked so amazing tonight, you know that?" Steve kissed your lips but pulled away before you could enjoy it. 鈥淏ut I told you not to wear panties and you tested me. You know you can鈥檛 test me. I鈥檓 the only one he gets to do that.鈥 Steve sat up. 鈥淭urn around.鈥
You did as he said getting on all 4s. You pressed your butt against him, you can feel his hard pressing painfully against his pants.
鈥淗ey.鈥 Steve hand came across your ass making you moan. 鈥淏ehave.鈥
You whined but followed his word. Steve pushed up your dress and looked down at the thin fabric of your panties. Hs eyes went dark with lust at the little wet spot forming. He smirked to himself as he pulled your panties aside and ran his fingers through your folds.
You moaned softly at the feeling and Steve yanked his finger away. You heard him unbuckle his pants and before you knew it he was running his tip in between your pussy lips.
You moaned but it was cut off when he unexpectedly pushed his entire cock into you. You groaned in pain as you gripped the blanket under you.
Steve thrust into you sharply making you hiss. He never gone this hard which started to worry you. I wasn't sitting right and he didn't feel like Steve. Steve on the other hand was too busy whispering dirty words into your ear and moaning out loudly to realize you weren't fully there. It barely felt like pleasure to you.
He pinned your head to the bed and drove his cock deeper than ever before. Your scream got caught in your throat, so you couldn't even alert him.
鈥淵ou like that baby?鈥 Steve asked as he put his hand around your neck and brought you up to his chest. 鈥淪teve鈥揂H!鈥
鈥測eah take my cock.鈥
鈥淥W! STOP! CHERRY! CHERRY! CHERRY!鈥 You screamed out
Steve instantly stopped and quickly pulled out, making you wince in pain once more. You pushed him away and curled up with a pillow on the bed, crying softly.
鈥淵/n, what鈥檚 wrong? Did I hurt you?鈥 he asled trying to examine your body.
"No!" you said as you pushed his hand away
"Baby, please don't push me away. It's me, baby. I'm right here. Tell me what happened."
"You hurt me. It hurt and I got scared," you said softly and half into the pillow. "I wasn't wet enough."
"Fuck. Baby, I'm so sorry. You looked wetter than you actually were. Please, baby. I'm so sorry," he said crawling up to the headboard and pulling you into his lap
"Please don't do it again."
"Never, baby. You did so good for me." He tried to hide his emotions to not scare you more, but Steve let a little tear escape when he saw you had fallen asleep. You were his baby and he would never hurt you on purpose.
He has to do better.
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Tony: Has anyone seen my top?
Natasha: Steve is in the bathroom.
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