#thank u again for your sweet words anon 🥰❤️
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hi :D let me ask you : would you consider writing a (any bucky)bucky x reader that the reader is a virgin and like with size kink and corruption kink and innocence kink you know ? maybe a bit of possessiveness?? —i never had my first kiss even tho i’m 24 and like i am having a hard time finding a fic that fits that ? so i was just wondering pls feel free to ignore this thank u
If I Stay
Pairing: Bucky x reader (virgin!reader)
Word Count: 3,017
Summary: You and Bucky have been seeing each other for a while and he's been more than happy to take it slow but tonight you're ready for more.
Author's Note: Thanks a bunch for this request anon! I wish I could give you this Bucky! I hope you enjoy this and your day! Hugs! ❤️ PS: I wish my first time was like this and I wish it was with Bucky beacuse he's literally perfect and I know that most people's first time is not this good- I wish it was for all of us- but Bucky is my favorite fictional perfect man and therefore if he was your first time it would be perfect. Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by my sweet @firefly-graphics thank you love🥰
Warnings: dom/sub vibes, teasing, light dirty talk, praise kink, Bucky loves that he's your first, fingering, oral (f rec), unprotected sex (wrap it up kids), cursing, smut (18+ ONLY PLEASE!!!)
Gif not mine: Credit goes to @zacharylevis
“Thanks for walking me home Bucky.”
Your nervous hands fumble with your bag as you try to search for your keys, his intense stare sending a wave of heat over your skin.
He smiles. A lopsided grin that spreads his plump lips and crinkles the corners of his eyes before he steps into your space. Your back presses against the door and his chest brushes yours.
“Of course, doll face,” he hums. “Thanks for lettin’ me take ya out again.”
His metal hand rests above your head and along the doorframe while the other reaches up to gently cup your cheek. He leans in and you close your eyes, your breath caught in your throat. With a soft press of his lips, he kisses the corner of your mouth and you feel a slight tinge of disappointment.
Your eyes open as he pulls back and his expression sharpens at whatever he sees in your gaze.
“Fuck baby girl,” he hisses. “Tell me what you want.”
It takes you a moment to find your voice but when you do you boldly slide your fingers along his jacket, grabbing the open ends tugging him closer.
“Kiss me,” you whisper, dropping your eyes to his lips.
Before you can register his movements he has one large hand wrapped around the nape of your neck and the other grazing along your waist. His lips cover yours and you drop your bag, a breathy moan leaving the back of your throat.
His hand tightens at the back of your neck and he groans, his kiss growing more intense and demanding. When you feel the hardness of his cock press against your stomach you whimper and grind your hips.
He breaks the kiss, pulling back just enough to look into your eyes. His own are dark, his lashes lowered and his lips parted with his heavy breathing.
You feel two of his fingers slip under the hem of your dress and then he freezes. Desire and something else wars in his expression and then his hand drops to his side and he leans his forehead to yours. His hand closes around your waist and he tightens his grip.
“Bucky?” you squeak.
His eyes lift and he takes a small step back.
“I’m a gentleman,” he says with a wry smile.
“I know,” you answer breathlessly.
His gaze washes over you and his face has a pained look as he runs a hand through his already mussed hair.
“Fuck,” he grits out. “I need to leave.”
He leans in for a quick and sweet kiss but you grab his arm before he can turn away.
“Wait. Don’t,” you plead weakly.
He stares at you, his metal fingers twitching at his side.
You swallow hard before whispering, “I want you to come in.”
He fills your space once again, his whole body lined up with yours as he takes your chin between his fingers and holds you there.
“Are you sure?” he asks. “I won’t do…”
You cut him off. “I’m sure. So sure.”
He releases you so you can unlock the door. When you get inside you drop your purse and walk into the kitchen, the feel of his heated gaze sending a shiver down your spine.
“Do you want anything?” you ask, leaning against the counter for support.
“Just you,” he answers with a smirk.
He stalks toward you with purposeful steps.
“I want you Bucky. All of you.”
He drags you into his chest, dipping his head and ghosting his lips over yours.
“Fuck,” he mutters. “I’m gonna make you feel so good doll but you need to tell me if anything is too much, ok?”
“Ok,” you whisper.
“Do you want me to stop?” he asks at the gentle press of his lips.
“No,” you breath against his mouth.
“And now?” he asks as his warm breath trails along your jaw and he kisses the spot just below your ear.
You shake your head no and he pauses.
“Use your words for me baby girl.”
“Don’t stop. Please don’t stop,” you gasp.
This time he doesn’t hesitate as he slides his fingers slowly up your thigh. When he reaches the lace at your hip he dips his finger inside and runs it along the material, teasing the outline. He grabs your waist and lifts you onto the counter, spreading your legs and taking your face in his hands.
His nose gently bumps yours as he tilts his head and kisses you, soft at first but when you reach your hand down and palm his cock he growls deep and slides his tongue between your lips.
He toys with the strap of your dress, his fingertips feather light as he pushes it off your shoulder. He releases your mouth and his lips trail down your neck as he removes the other strap and lets your dress fall down to expose the swell of your breasts.
“Please Bucky,” you whine.
“Please what?” he simpers. “What did I tell you about using your words?”
Your lashes lower and you worry your lip between your teeth.
“I want you to touch me.”
His eyes settle on yours, dark with desire but also a softness that steals your breath and when his hand cradles your cheek and he pulls you in for a kiss you melt against him. His long fingers fall to your chest and he massages your breast, pulling down the cup of your bra to carefully pinch your nipple.
You gasp into his mouth, your hips thrusting forward at the contact. His head drops and he takes your nipple into his mouth, sucking gently before rolling his tongue around the hardened nub. You drag your nails through his hair and pull hard, loving the way he moans against your skin.
His lips kiss a warm and wet path back up to yours as his hand slides lower and his finger brushes over your panties. The fabric is soaked and sticking to your skin.
“So wet for me. Such a good girl,” he croons.
You rub yourself along his finger, whining his name. He grabs the back of your neck and pulls you in for another kiss, sliding the lace to the side and softly teasing his finger along your folds. Your body trembles and he pulls away just enough to look you in the eyes, the grip he has around your neck tight enough to keep you from looking away.
He watches you as he slowly pushes one finger inside. Your body tenses as your eyes begin to flutter closed.
“You’re doing so good for me baby girl. So perfect,” he praises.
“Oh god,” you moan, wrapping your arms around his neck.
He drops one hand to your thigh, caressing your skin while he pushes your legs open wider. He pumps his finger in and out, his breath coming in short pants.
“More. Please I want more,” you cry out.
His lips move down your neck as he cranes it back, sucking along the soft skin until he reaches your pulse point. A second finger teases your entrance, his movements delicate and slow as he pushes it inside you.
You drop your hands to the counter, gripping the edge so hard your knuckles turn white as your head falls back.
“Talk to me angel. Tell me what feels good.”
“Slow,” you breathe out, rocking your hips onto his hand.
He slowly pulls both fingers out, the motion languid even as he pushes them back in, going deeper.
“Do you touch yourself?” he asks, looking down between your bodies as his fingers pump in and out.
“Yes,” you breathe out.
“Show me,” he demands.
Your eyes widen and you drop your chin slightly. The hold he has on your hip loosens and he takes your face in his hand, lifting your gaze.
Your hand moves tentatively across your stomach and settles at the apex of your thighs before stopping. His fingers still and you let out a whine.
He gives you a small smirk and waits.
You let out a shaky breath and press your finger to your clit, circling the swollen nub.
“That’s it baby girl. Fuck,” he hums. “Is that what you like?”
You try to squeeze your legs together but he holds them open, his fingers now moving faster. He brushes your hand away and presses his thumb to your clit, repeating your motions until you’re writhing on the counter and clenching around his fingers.
With a chant of his name, you fall apart against his shoulder, your toes curled and your entire body trembling.
“Look at you,” he murmurs. “So beautiful. I can’t wait to get my mouth on you.”
He softly kisses your forehead, brushing his thumbs across your cheeks and tracing your lips. His hands fall away and he kneels, keeping his eyes on you as he drags your panties down your legs. His lips trail up your calf until he reaches your inner thigh and he brushes his nose along your slit. He inhales, humming appreciatively before dipping his tongue inside you.
Your fingernails drag over his scalp and you grab hold of his hair, pulling his face closer. He slides his tongue up to your clit and gently sucks, making your hips buck onto his face.
“Buckyyyy,” you whimper. “Ohhh my god. Do it again.”
“There’s my good girl,” he sings before he takes your clit between his lips.
He alternates between sucking your clit and sliding his tongue through your folds and it’s enough to have your stomach tightening.
“I want your fingers again,” you mewl…pausing with a deep breath. “Your metal fingers.”
You feel his smile as he slides his left hand along your thigh, the metal a cool contrast to your heated skin. He slowly pushes one inside you and you gasp his name.
“More,” you beg.
He growls as he slides a second finger inside you, dragging out the motion with his mouth still wrapped around your clit. The sounds that fall from your open mouth only urge him on as he devours you with fervor.
“Are you going to cum for me again doll?”
His tongue flicks over your clit and he curls his fingers slightly.
“I want to you to cum on my tongue baby girl. Let me taste you.”
Your eyes screw shut and you thrust your hips onto his face and fingers, riding both until you can finally see straight again. He gently teases your clit, kissing and sucking while his fingers still move slowly in and out.
“You’re perfect,” he whispers, giving you one last lick before he pulls his fingers free and stands. “Did so good for me doll.”
His lips meet yours, his tongue coated with your juices so you taste yourself.
“See how sweet you taste?” he hums when he pulls away.
Your cheeks are flushed and you lick your lips, giving him a coy look.
“What if I want to taste you now?” you muse.
The muscles along his jaw clench tightly and your lips lift into a small smile.
“As much as I want my cock in this pretty mouth it’ll have to wait doll. Tonight, is about you.”
“But why can’t I just have a little taste first. I want to know what you like too,” you whine.
“Fuck,” he grits out, closing his eyes and burying his face in your neck.
He peppers kisses up to your ear before pulling the soft lobe between his teeth. You arch into him and whimper.
“You can’t because I said so,” he murmurs.
With no room left for argument you let out a little huff but concede, scraping your nails down his neck and holding him to you.
“Are you going to fuck me then?” you sass.
“So good,” he whispers into your skin.
He lifts you into his arms and carries you to the bedroom, gently laying you across the bed. He’s still fully clothed so when you sit up and push the jacket from his shoulders he doesn’t protest. It falls to the floor in a heap and you grab his shirt, pulling at the tight material until it joins his jacket.
Your fingers trace the chain of his dog tags before following the dark trail of hair under his belly button and reaching his jeans. You pop open the button and slowly pull the zipper down, moaning when you reveal his boxers and his hard cock pressed tight against the pulled fabric.
“Oh my,” you whisper, panting as he slides his jeans over his thick thighs and kicks them off. “Do you think it will…? You’re so big.”
He chuckles as he watches you, your eyes still trained on his cock.
“I’ll make sure you’re ready for me baby girl and remember we can always stop if it’s too much,” he says softly.
You reach out for him, hooking your fingers into the waistband of his boxers. You pull him closer and trail soft kisses down his chest and stomach. With deliberate movements you slide his boxers down, breathless when his cock springs free and rests against his abs.
“Bucky…” you moan, wetting your lips.
He wraps his metal fingers around his cock, slowly stroking the length as he kneels on the bed. You lean back on your elbows and squeal when he grabs the hem of your dress and pulls it free of your body. Your legs fall open invitingly and he settles between them, reaching behind your back to unhook your bra.
His hand closes around your breast and he kneads the soft flesh, his mouth lavishing kisses along your jaw and neck. He rocks his hips, positioning himself between your folds and sliding his cock through your wetness.
He continues rocking his hips, gently at first but the more you moan his name, your nails scratching down his back he moves faster.
“Fuck doll. Feel what you do to me? I’m ready to cum and I’m not even inside you yet,” he hisses.
His hand moves from your breast, caressing your stomach until he reaches your thigh and pushes it down to the bed, leaving you wide open for him. He takes his cock in his hand and teases your entrance, pushing in only a little.
“So good baby girl, such a good girl for me,” he purrs. “Tell me if you need me to slow down.”
He pushes in a little more and your eyelashes flutter closed, kissing your cheeks.
“Don’t angel,” he pleas. “Open them. Let me see how good I make you feel.”
Your eyes open and he holds your gaze, his metal hand grazing along your collarbone as he pushes in more. You suck in a breath, the burn of the stretch making you wince.
He immediately pulls out and kisses you, whispering sweet words of praise.
“Nice and slow doll. You’re so tight,” he murmurs, pushing in again.
You whimper his name, your pussy clenching as he goes deeper.
“That’s it doll. Taking my cock so well.”
With languid thrusts he fills you up, inch by inch until you’re stretched around him and the pleasure overwhelms any discomfort. He doesn’t move and every time you squeeze his cock he throbs inside you and mutters a curse.
“You feel incredible. Can I…?”
“Yes Bucky, God yes, please fuck me.”
His metal fingers ghost along the base of your throat and you grab his wrist, pushing it higher until his hand closes around the delicate column. He pulls out, pushing slowly back in at the same moment his hand tightens at your throat.
“Fucking hell,” he croons, rocking his hips again.
“Yes Bucky, just like that. Please don’t stop.”
“Look at you baby girl. Fuck. I love watching my cock disappear into this perfect, tight pussy,” he praises when lifts his torso to look between your bodies.
You gracefully accept his praise, reveling in his sweet words and the look of awe on his face.
He starts to move his hips faster, releasing your throat and sliding his hand down to your clit, rubbing it in just the right way.
“Oh my god,” you cry out, your thighs squeezing his waist.
“That’s it angel, squeeze my cock. Soak it. I want to feel you cum.”
His words send you over the edge and your release hits you like a wave, your body quivering as it as it pulses through you.
“Fuck baby girl. You feel so good, so perfect. You’re gonna make me cum.”
You feel him spill inside you, the pulse of his cock dragging out your pleasure. He sags on top of you, supporting his weight with one hand while the other softly strokes your sweaty skin.
You sigh with contentedness, your body completely pliant under his as your fingers card through his tussled hair.
“You did amazing doll. You’re such a good girl for me.”
He kisses you sweet and slow, savoring every touch of your lips.
“I can’t wait to do that again,” you giggle.
He throbs inside you, your breathy moan making his cock twitch and his hips grind against you.
“Fuck, I love all those sounds you make.”
He does it again and you whimper, meeting the next thrust of his hips.
“We can do this all night if you want baby girl but I need to take care of you first,” he says softly, lifting your hand to his mouth to kiss your palm. “Stay right here and I’ll get a warm cloth and clean you up.”
He pulls out slowly and you whine at the loss of him but your body is too sated to do much and you try to wait patiently until he returns. The warm cloth feels nice against your skin and his touch is gentle.
“So beautiful,” he murmurs, dipping his head to shower kisses along your inner thighs. “Let’s get some rest so you’ll be ready to sit on my face and ride my cock later.”
You rub your thighs together at the thought, your body tingling but your eyes drooping as you slip into a blissful rest in his arms.
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Hi hi! I was the Yan Manny and Yan matpat anon! And thank you so so much for doing them! They turned out fantastic u did such a good job 🥺🥺❤️❤️/gen!
If you don’t mind another ETN request (cuz beainrot lol) could you separate Yandere headcanons for Bretman, Oli, and Tana? Take as much time as you need!
(also can I be called 💋 anon)
Hi!! Ty for the kind words, and of course you can be called 💋 anon! Trying another format (again tee hee 🤡) so hope this came out okay!
Tana
-Soft yandere enjoyers pspspspspp
-I love her sm. Like actually you know yandere or not she would treat you right
-She's another yandere that would want to protect you from anything that could harm you :)
-The problem here however is that she want to protect you from EVERY little thing. You get a scrape and she acts like you just died/j
-She doesn't really like seeing people get hurt, preferring more if she could just be left alone with her darling but yk how some people are
-I feel like she would be very two-faced as a Yan.
-Soft and sweet around darling, but scarily stoic around those she deems a threat.
-only on rare occasions tho, she's not overall that violent
-oh and totally unrelated but she would absolutely give the best hugs backtotheheadcan-
-girl treats her kills like it's a normal thing or something you would be proud of (why aren't you proud of her? She did it for you... ☹️☹️)
-like actually just coming home covered in blood and being like "heyyy bby 🥰🥰🥰❤️❤️"
-more manipulative than physical, although not over the top since unless she sees a reason to she would prefer not to have conflict
-11/10 would recommend
Oli
-SCRUNJLY BLORBO OUR BELOVED
-why is everyone from etn so 🥰🥰🥰💗💗💓💓
-no but actually he's so nice and protective of you and ajskfjdkka
-poor guy has no idea what he wants to do because he feels all these things for you but doesn't really know how to process or act on them?
-he'll figure it out in the end don't worry
-he loves you sm but unlike other yandere's (mat) he'll be way more shyer and toned down with his affectionate
-he doesn't want to try anything but one thing you'll definitely notice is that he's always hovering around you
-the affection he does show (in public, at least) will be something subtle like holding your hand or sprinkling in little compliments here and there
-would probably have a heart attack if you got voted into a challenge
-you make him go "🥰🥰😳😣" but also "😰😱😖😵" if that makes sense
-mainly concerned for your safety tbh and aims mainly on keeping you out of it rather then defending you from it
-more physical than manipulative, no offense but bro wouldn't be able to manipulate a fly 🙄
-also gives great hugs, mans a walking body heater and no I don't take constructive criticism
-10/10
Bretman
-woah there power couple, chill 🙄
-he'd be more possessive/obsessive, because yeah he does worry sometimes a lot but he knows that you can kick ass if you were in a situation where needed
-don't take that the wrong way tho he wouldn't hesitate to step in if you want him to or he feels it's gone too far
-he'd help you with makeup and stuff like that for sure. I mean c'mon, he's literally a beauty influencer (normally)-
- he would be really good at hiding his yandere tendencies, no one really notices and those that do think it's just innocent
-bro usually comes to YOU for hugs bc like remember earlier when Oli was your human heater? It's your turn bestie
-he likes holding your hand because in a way it's kind of like a mark but subtler?
-akkwjs you two lock pinkies constantly and he almost starts crying bc he adores it sm <3
-he likes wearing lipstick sometimes so when he kisses you it stains
-lmao random hc that he did one time but you didn't know and when y'all came back to the group everyone was looking at you like '🤨'
-he mainly tends to manipulate than do the physical stuff, but he wouldn't hesitate if it came to it
-also 10/10 we stan a ...male?boss?
-iajsnajak sorry I'm not too sure I got his character right
There you go, 💋anon! Sorry it took so long, I was very busy today 😣 Hope you liked 'em!
#anon asks#escape the night#escape the night x reader#xgnreader#xreader#yandere escape the night x reader#brentman rock x reader#oli white x reader#tana mongeau x reader
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[ Warning: Long Ask Ahead;; I apologize in advance! ]
Dear Dan, 🍰 anon has malfunctioned. The first sentence was already a lethal blow.
Anyways, I have to admit that I never really expected THAT RESPONSE. I literally went SO flustered when I read ur responses😳😭😤
I literally felt like crumbling, melting, evaporating, electro-charging, superconducting, crystallizing, burning, freezing and swirling bc of that. 😭
These past few days after being an anon of yours my heart became filled with excitement for every response of yours 😭 i thought it's because of stress, medications or maybe food but I can def confirm it's bc of excitement and if you'd like me to visualize it, just think of Gorou with star-shaped eyes and a wagging tail, awaiting for his pats and dog food 😭 but instead of those, it's your responses,,
I never knew I'd be looking forward to your responses THIS MUCH 😰🤔🤭
If you are astounded, I am more astounded. Like SO MUCH!! I have to calm my heart down because the EFFECT you have on me is so 😭💝 my goodness. My heart is literally breaking out my chest bc of how sweet you are. 😤👹
If you only know I was ranting so much about "this one nice author" which is you, to my friend yesterday 😭😭😭 At the start, I literally stated that I won't be talking a lot as an anon, but I guess things are different now huh 🤔🤭
I am very glad that you are excited abt my long messages too!! IT DEALT THE FINAL BLOW TO ME!!! 😤😭
It really matters to me to sincerely tell my friends or people I adore my genuine feelings and do my best to put it into words at least :D Just like that sentence of yours, I didn't knew I needed to hear it ! <3 It made my day x1000000 better!! 😤💘But also made my heart beat x1000000 faster !! 😭
If you couldn't get enough of it, I would also say the same for your responses 🥺
I hope you know that I reread your responses over and over again simply because IT FELT SO UNREAL for you to exist,,, since you are too sweet and nice 😭💘💗 Your responses really makes me feel so nice and fuzzy inside 🤩
About the Mona Lisa song, YES!!! My friend LOVES it! Told me it is very cute and they actually expected it to be a melancholic kind of song, but they were greeted instead of a cheerful and cute song. I'm glad to be able to share it to them thanks to you!~ 💕
&!! I always forget to tell you about me actually knowing that you could play music in the sidebar ever since the prev theme layout! However, there is something new that I've found out just recently, which is that there's a total of 3 tracks available that you could play just by clicking the fast forward button <3 I love that there is music that is available to be played to set the mood or to simply vibe while exploring or reading something in your blog! 🤩
And no bc... I am still at a loss of words for you,,,, this is me trying😔😔😔 SO TAKE THIS!!!! 💘💗💓💝💕💖💌❤️❣️ TAKE THIS LOVE BC U DESERVE IT!!!!!! 💓💖💝💕💗💘❤️❣️💌 It is too much for my heart to take, yet please keep being sweet anyways 🥰😘 Everyone loves it!!!💖
Thank you so much for warming my heart so much, Dan! 💗🔥(As well as the people who supports you!) It hasn't been a long time since I became a part of your anon team, but it was already so nice around :D
— the 🍰 anon was too stunned to speak.
AAAAA im quite flattered that you feel that way bcuz you’re really fun to talk to <33 youre a sweet person and im glad that i have an anon like you !! and dont apologize for sending a long ask because i literally LOVE them — esp since you’re rlly genuine 🥺🥺🥺 please continue as much as you like :DDDD !!! im also glad that you like the songs i chose for my desktop theme and the fact that your friend loves the mona lisa song <33
and ofc all of your hearts and wholesomeness are accepted with care, and for payment i shall send lots of hearts as well !!! tAKE IT 💗💖💗💝💓💘💌💝💟❤️🔥❤️🧡💚💙💜💕💞❣️💛🖤🥰
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Is it okay to bombard you with a thot I had yesterday on my way home from work? I literally spent a day daydreaming about it but it's still kind of all over the place, so I'm sorry.
Imagine reader is Bucky’s sister. Due to a accident in the timeline nobody knew about her until Dr. Strange is cleaning up the mess and brings her back (post-endgame).
But now she becomes a target of Bucky’s enemies and he and Sam decide that she's best hidden with Steve, who didn't go back in time for good but retired anyways. Think of IW!Steve with the beard and flanel shirt who lives in a cabin in the middle of nowhere.
They hadn't really met before and Steve promises to look after her.
One afternoon, while he's chopping wood, a discussion goes heated (because we all know that Steve is passionate about his views) and he basically rips a log a la age of ultron. And she just goes wide-eyed "wow that was fucking sexy!" and then he proceeds to show her how strong he really is.
And I.... 🤤
Safe With Me
Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader
Word Count: 543
Summary: You are hiding away with Steve and he's either the best roommate there is or the worst...
Author's Note: This is for the HBC's @the-ce-horniest-book-club Candy Hearts Club Event and day 5 (feb 16th): XOXO, Hot Stuff, Fax Me and Crazy 4 U. Again, no candy hearts but the words were my inspo! I love that you shared this with me anon, LOVE THIRSTY THOUGHTS and this is DELISH! It also made me think of my friend Nix's amazing edit that you see here below! OOF! Thank you for sending this my way sweets, hope you have a great evening! HUGS! Enjoy! 💕💕Thank you all so very much for reading and much love always! ❤️❤️❤️ Divider by my lovely friend @firefly-graphics thank you bunches 🥰
Warnings: teasing, flirting, sassiness, fluffy spice
EDIT NOT MINE: This beautiful photo is by my lovely friend Nix, you can find her on Insta HERE. ❤️
“Come on sweetheart. I can’t be that bad of a roommate?”
You shield your narrowed eyes from the bright morning sun and consider your answer. Steve drops the axe to the ground and holds your gaze as he rolls up the sleeves of his flannel. You can’t stop your eyes from drifting to the taut muscle that he exposes and the prominent veins running through his arms.
A bead of sweat slides free from his temple and follows the sharp outline of his jaw until it runs down his thick neck. It disappears into the open buttons of his shirt and your tongue darts out to trace the outline of your lips.
“That’s what I thought,” he simpers.
You shift on your feet and place your hands on your hips, huffing under your breath.
“You…you…”
With one hand Steve grabs another large piece of firewood and raises his brow.
“I what?” he asks, taking a step closer.
His distinct scent overcomes you, the smell of warm vanilla mixed with something woodsy filling your senses.
“You’re always asking me where I’m going or what I’m doing or how long I’ll be…it’s like living at home again!”
“I’m keeping you safe,” he states plainly. “That’s my job isn’t it?”
With that he grabs the end of the log and rips it clean in half.
“Fuck,” you mutter.
At your intake of breath he smirks, dropping the two halves and taking the last step to close the space between your bodies.
“Any other complaints?” he murmurs.
His chest brushes yours with his next inhale and you reach up to grab the material of his shirt. His long lashes kiss his cheeks when he looks down and he gently wraps his fingers around your wrists.
“You have sawdust on your collar,” you breathe out. “I was just going to get it off.”
He lifts your hands to his mouth, brushing his lips across your knuckles and pulling you closer.
For a moment you’re too caught up in your haze of lust to make any movements but when he places your hand at his collar you clear your throat and rub your fingers over his shirt. As you keep your eyes on his you slip your hand under the material and brush your fingertips over his warm skin.
“I think I got it all,” you whisper.
“Thanks,” he hums.
“Anytime,” you swallow. “And thanks for taking care of me. I’m sorry if I seem ungrateful. It’s just…”
Your head drops and you fight the urge to bury your face in his broad chest but his strong, calloused fingers caress your cheek until you’re staring back into his clear blue eyes.
“I’m sure it’s hard being cooped up here with me all the time,” he says softly. “Maybe I need to do a better job of taking care of you.”
His last words carry a different tone, one that’s possessive and holds the promise of something sinful. Your chest heaves with the effort to keep your breathing steady and when he tilts his face closer a small moan leaves the back of your throat.
“I have a long list of ways,” he simpers. “Things I’ve been thinking about since the moment I saw you.”
“Do them all,” you plead.
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