Can U Do One About Where Chris Goes Too Far So The Reader Has To Use Their Safeword. Then She's A Chris

can u do one about where chris goes too far so the reader has to use their safeword. then she's a chris stops and comforts her but the reader is afraid . a lil angsty

ok so let's try writing angst for the first time on this blog... hopefully this goes okay and the dialogue doesn't sound wooden lmfao bye

WARNING: SMUT, NON CON, ANGST UNDER THE CUT. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

"That's it, baby. Take it. Take my dick. Such a good fucking girl." Chris' voice is breathless and hot in your ear, his hand gripping bruises on your hip with how hard he's clutching it as he fucks you. All you can do is cry out incoherently, his other hand fisted tightly in your hair, pressing your face down on the dresser he currently has you bent over.

He's been insatiable ever since he got home from filming in a different state for about two weeks. He bent you over and fucked you the moment he walked through the door, with not so much as a "hey," only a greedy look and a carnal grunt greeting you before he was ripping off your clothes. That was two hours ago.

And since then, he hasn't stopped. Bringing you to orgasm after orgasm, fucking you in the living room, against the kitchen counter, then on the stairs, finally bringing you up to the bedroom and bending you over this dresser.

All your clothes lie in tatters in different parts of the house. The homecooked "welcome home" meal you cooked for him lies untouched on the kitchen table. He's yet to say a word to you that isn't his usual degrading dirty talk. And you're wet for him, you want it, of course you do. He makes you feel so good. And yet...

"I... I can't, it's too much!" You cry out, having squirted around his dick again - you've lost count of how many times he's made you cum. Your pussy is practically throbbing - thoroughly used and abused, feeling like it's going to tear apart. Thighs chafed, hips bruised, you wonder when - or if - he's ever going to stop.

"Take it!" Chris says through gritted teeth, both hands now grabbing your hips in a death grip, effectively locking you in place when you try to squirm away. "Don't act like you don't fucking want my dick, baby. Didn't you miss me?"

He accentuates his words with a particularly hard thrust and an equally hard smack to your ass that has the tears spilling down your cheeks.

He hadn't even hugged you or kissed you when he got home. Two weeks of being away and all he wanted to do was this? It's making your heart sink the more you think about it - the only thing distracting you being the pain that's slowly radiating from your used and abused pussy.

It's when he reaches down to play with your bundle of nerves, that you realise it's way too much. You're too overly sensitive, you feel too many sensations. That paired with the emotional turmoil you're feeling on the inside - you just can't help it.

You cry out your safeword. Once, twice, three times. You're practically screaming it. It takes Chris a second to process what you're saying, and then you feel his grip loosen, his hips still. And you still keep crying it out, pushing him off you as you stumble away from him. It's a wonder you can still walk.

"Baby?" Chris questions after a few long seconds, his voice coming out soft. "Baby, are you okay?"

"Just... Just leave me alone. Please." You're determined not to look at him, not wanting him to see your tear-stained face as you quickly grab an oversized t-shirt from your closet and shove it on.

"What happened? Did I do something?" He has the audacity to sound confused. You wipe your eyes and turn around to leave the room.

"Hey, hey, stop! Tell me what's wrong!" His strong arms grab you from behind, wrapping around you and squeezing you in a way that normally you'd find familiar, reassuring, safe. But right now, you just feel alienated and confused. And a little bit scared.

"Get off me, Chris." Your voice is soft, shaky. "P-Please, just... just let go of me."

He looks confused, sad even. But his hands drop to his sides. "Did I hurt you?"

You take a deep breath before you turn around. He looks dishevelled, standing there in the middle of the room - still fully dressed because he hadn't even bothered to take his clothes off before fucking you the moment he'd stepped into the house.

"Y-You were too rough, Chris." You say, lower lip wobbling, "You don't... You don't know when to stop. I was telling you I couldn't, that it was too much, but you... you didn't listen." Your voice breaks as you utter the last few words, and a fresh wave of tears overtakes you.

He looks like a kicked puppy, but there's also concern on his face. And regret. He steps forward, arms outstretched once more like he wants to comfort you, but you flinch - and he stops dead in his tracks.

"Princess, I'm so sorry. I didn't realise -"

"Y-You never realise!" Your tone turns slightly accusatory as you interrupt him, and the tears are still flowing down your cheeks. "That's your problem, Chris. You just never realise anymore! You don't realise when you're hurting me. You don't realise that you don't even treat me like a human being anymore."

"That's not true-"

"All you wanted was sex. The moment you walked in through that door. Never mind that I'd spent all day waiting for you. Never mind that maybe I would've liked a simple hello from you before you got your dick out! Never mind that I made dinner for you. It's like you don't even see me anymore, Chris! All you see is my body and how you can use it."

Chris seems stunned by your outburst, almost as if the safeword was like a dam breaking and letting out a wave of all your grievances. Maybe it was.

He reaches out to touch you, large hands rubbing your shoulders and trying to gather you into his arms. But you flinch again, even his soft touch reminding you of how those very same hands had been so rough on you not five minutes ago.

"That's not true..." He whispers, "Baby, I love you. I'm sorry I made you feel like that. I would never-"

"But you did." You say softly, shrugging out of his grip and stepping back. In many ways, he looks like a stranger to you. Standing there, looking at you all dejectedly, when not minutes ago he was ignoring each and every one of your cries. You wonder where the man you'd fallen in love with had gone.

And if he would ever return.

the end.

(a/n: LITERALLY IDEK OKAY. I just write whatever comes into my head. I kinda wanted to keep going with this lmao) ->requests are open<-

warnings. | smut, daddy kink, rough vaginal sex, doggy style, age gap (12+ years, he’s in his forties, you’re young), mild drinking (chris, beer), major jealousy (from chris), possessiveness, pet names, praise, degradation, dumbification, neighbour au, creampie kink, and more. 18+ MINORS DNI!!

pairings. | Neighbour!Chris Evans x Younger!Reader.

author’s note. | the reader is of age! please enjoy and reblog!!! heavy emphasis on the reblog part. thank you! 18+ MINORS DNI YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!! @nsfwlibrary taglist.

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𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘺 ; 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺

summary: “oh princess, is stevie's cock making you dumb? ya’ looking real distracted by our dog tags” bucks voice sounded so deep the tease rang in your ears.

warnings: smut, poly!stucky x fem!reader, dumbification, nicknames [baby, princess, dumb baby].

note: I wanted this to be much longer but kinda started to feel burnt out. I don’t know if this is necessary but I feel it is. the very lovely @inklore helped me a lot out with this, she helped me flush the general idea for it out a bit more.

Normally you could focus pretty easily on the blonde and brunette boys, as they hovered over you giving you immense pleasure. The way Bucky's metal hand clasps around your throat and Steve’s large hands rub circles on your hips.

That was until the week the boys both decided, they missed the feeling of their military dog tags decorating their necks. Not that they had noticed just yet but you’d been distracted ever since then. The way the metal tags looked against Steve’s slightly pale chest, and Bucky’s slightly tanner chest was driving you crazy. The shine they let off when the light would hit them had you quite un focused as well. Seeing the metal tags worn around their necks reminded you so much of all they had been through. You tried your hardest to hide it, knowing they’d tease you for it.

It didn’t take long before you had gotten so entranced by the shine that you forgot to hide it.

Your head rested on Bucky's ridge thigh as Steve’s thick and long cock dragged against your walls. “Look at her Stevie being such a good girl for us” the brunette man praised through a grunt as his hand fisted at his throbbing cock.

“God she feels so good babe, feels like she’s milkin’ my cock” the blonde growled as his hands slid up your bare body and palm over your breasts. It had stopped their bouncing from the momentum of Steve’s rough thrusts. He hadn’t been inside you long but merely the feeling of his cock thrusting inside had your mind already going hazy.

You whine and push your ass back, meeting his thrusts the more spacey your head becomes. Your eyes were glued shut, soaking in all your pleasure your body was receiving. Until you hear the noise of Steve’s dog tags clanking against one another, when he thrusts his hips unexpectedly hard against yours.

You take in the image of his body hovering over yours before your eyes are glued to the shiny metal. You watch intently as they swag back and forth, listening to how they clank against one another. You were clenching down around Steve harder now without noticing. “Fuck princess, you want daddy’s cum that bad huh baby? Fuck didn’t think you could squeeze me any more than you already were” Steve groans as his head falls back and his eyes screw shut. He was trying his hardest not to cum too fast, though it was quite difficult.

His words along with Bucky's grunts and small moans simply go in one ear and out the other.

Your eyes are only pulled away from Steve’s when you catch a glimpse of the light shining off Bucky’s. Your eyes shifted to the boy's body, hovering over your own meaning the tags were in much easier view. You barely registered the words that left the burnettes mouth from your head being so deep in subspace. “Oh princess, is stevie's cock making you dumb? Ya’ looking real distracted by our dog tags” Bucks voice sounded so deep the tease rang in your ears. He was matching the pace of his hand to Steve’s thrusts which had slowed down. “No-no It’s not” you manage to mutter out through moans as well as embarrassment.

It wasn’t hard to tell you were lying, not with the way your face heated up and your eyes couldn’t even leave the tags. “Now you’re lying huh princess? You can’t even look at buck.” Steve chimed in now with the teasing. “That dumb little baby brain of yours is distracted by the shiny metal isn’t it?” Steve questioned though he and Bucky both knew the answer. It was meant more to taunt you.

Without thinking, as you couldn’t seem to do much of that in the moment you give an eager nod in response instead of denying it again. “Use your words baby” You didn’t need to look at the brunette's face to know he was smirking. Their teasing only seemed to tighten the knot in your stomach faster. “Th-they’re shiny and I missed the feeling of the cold metal pre-pressed against my skin when one of you is on top of me” you manage to make it through your stuttering and small whines from Steve’s now painfully slow thrusts.

“Like this baby? Did the dumb little baby want this?” Steve taunts as he leans his body down so his sweaty chest is pressed against yours. The cold metal settled between your breasts and against your stomach. You couldn’t seem to form anymore words, not from the way Steve’s swollen tip was kissing your cervix he was so deep. Or the way Bucky had grabbed your hand, using it to jerk off his pulsing cock instead of his own. “Bite onto mine princess, to keep your pretty mouth busy too” bucky instructed as could barely make words out. Your hand was going at a much faster pace than he did, and felt oddly so much better than his own. You bite down on the brunettes' dog tags that hovered over your flushed face.

“Our dumb little princess” are the lasts words you mange to absorb coming from both of the boys mouths. Before you're completely lost in the pleasure and your mind descends deep into sub space.

note: this is my first ever stucky fic so hope you all enjoyed. sorry it isn’t very long and Is kinda bad!

Retribution

Summary: You disobey Steve. He has Bucky dole out the Punishment.

Pairing: Dark MobBoss!Steve x Reader x Dark Mob!Bucky

Warnings: Noncon. Assault. Swearing. Degradation. Voyeurism. General unpleasantness. Spit Roasting. Death threat if you squint. Choking. Mention of Blood. It’s dark af, you are warned.

A/N: My fellow Dark! lover @imdarkinme requested a voyeuristic Dark!Steve fic a while back and I finally finished the fic. Thank you for always being there to toss around Dark! ideas and for being such a sweet person!

Hope every enjoys this fic! 💙

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Your body stills in the hallway when you see Bucky walking in your direction. His black on black outfit matched his menacing demeanor.

“Did you go to the other side of town today?” His cold voice filling the empty hall as he slows down before you. His intimidating form makes you curl in on yourself as you lean against the wall for support.

You knew you shouldn’t have gone but you really needed that outfit for this weekend. You curse at yourself thinking this wouldn’t get back to Steve. The spanking you’d have to endure would be worth it though.

Your eyes lock onto to Bucky’s chest, not able to meet his hard stare as you lie, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

He quirked an eyebrow and clicked his tongue, “Is that so?” His jaw clenched with annoyance as you blatantly lied.

You raised your head in defiance. As much as he scared you, you had Steve on your side. Steve would never let Bucky harm you. Bucky couldn’t help but smirk at your weak attempt at a tough façade.

“Yes.” You push away from the wall and walk around him, intent on getting as far away as possible.

“Best hope Steve doesn’t see through that lie.” He calls out as you slam the bedroom door letting out the nervous breath you’d been holding.

The clothing boutique bag still hangs on the bathroom door covering the silky dress. You run over and rip it away, balling it up and hiding it in the bottom of the trash can.

If Steve saw through your lie, then you’d get the spanking of your life. But you’d survived plenty of horrid spankings in the past, you weren’t too worried.  

Still, you had a few more hours to work on your lying skills until Steve returned home and you weren’t going to waste them.

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Rail Me. Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes

Warnings: 18+, m/m smut, unprotected sex, language, male orgasm, oral sex.

Word count: 2,452

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes

Summary: Steve keeps telling people he's going to rail them but doesn't know what it means. Bucky gets jealous and shows him.

A/N: Based on this post! I did not proofread this, I haven't proofread anything since my first semester of college. This also sat here for a while so if there seems to be a disconnect between what I wrote days ago versus just now, I apologize! This isn't very good but I wanted to put that post into reality lmfao

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The Avengers sat around Tony’s large living room plotting a mission to take the Tesseract from Loki. It was one of the million times Loki had stolen it from them and this was becoming routine.

“Look, all we need is Steve, Bucky, and Nat to go take care of this. The rest of us can take care of other things, we don’t all need to go every single time,” Hawkeye stood up with an annoyed sigh, just wanting to get back to his family.

“He’s right, you three go and we’ll put our minds to better use here.” Tony agreed, turning away and heading toward the stairs to his office. The group just grumbled, exhausted, and irritated about the constant meetings to discuss Loki, a consistent problem they never seemed to fix.

“Maybe we should just send Buck and Nat, Cap is getting pretty old.” Sam Wilson laughed.

“Ha, ha. Keep making jokes and I’ll rail you, Bucky is just as old as I am.” Steve responded. The group paused, stopped dead in their tracks at the words that left Steve’s lips. Everyone kept looking back and forth between each other and asking ‘what the fuck did he just say?’ with only their facial expressions. Natasha smirked, realizing that Steve didn’t understand what he said.

“Whoa now, let’s just focus on the mission.” Sam took a step back rubbing the back of his neck as his face became flushed.

“Awkward…” Hawkeye cringed, leaving the room.

~Mission~

Steve, Bucky, and Natasha entered the large estate where Loki was hiding out, well, he wasn’t really hiding. It was more of a camouflage as he was throwing a lavish party, something that he could blend into if he ran into trouble. Bucky’s large arm wrapped around Nat’s waist as they maneuvered through the crowd, trying to blend in. Her dress dipped low in the front and back and swayed at her knees as they walked. Steve was adorned in a blue pinstriped suit, his muscles barely being contained in the fabric.

“I got eyes on Loki,” Nat’s voice came through their earpieces. Loki waltzed up the curved staircase away from the party.

“I’ll go find the tesseract, you two boys follow Loki.” Nat departed from Bucky’s side and disappeared into the crowd. Bucky and Steve reached the bottom of the staircase together and followed Loki up. The two of them sneaked through the halls, listening for him behind closed doors until they heard shuffling around. Steve counted down for Bucky to bust open the door. His foot made contact and ripped the door off its hinges as they barreled through. Two women laid one on top of the other in a large bed, dresses half off and hair a mess. Bucky and Steve got wide-eyed and froze up as the women screamed at the top of their lungs.

“Fuck,” was all Bucky could manage to say, quickly averting his eyes and shuffling out of the room.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry...sorry...sorry” Steve grabbed the door from the floor and placed it over the gaping doorway. His face was burning red and Bucky began to laugh, patting a hand on Steve’s shoulder before moving on to the next door.

The pair finally found Loki standing in a large dark room. His black suit jacket was neatly placed over a chair, and his sleeves properly rolled up to his elbows. Loki’s back was to the door as he looked out a large panel window at the night sky. The room was lined with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, completely full except for a few spots where books had been pulled. Steve and Bucky entered the room quietly, hoping to sneak up behind Loki, but as soon as they reached the desk that stood between Loki and the door, the double doors slammed shut. They whipped around to see Loki, in his black and green robes and gold horns, standing at the door with a smirk.

“You’d think you would know by now,” Loki’s accent was thick and smooth as he taunted the two super soldiers. They turned around to look at the Loki standing at the window but he disappeared in a smoke before their eyes. Bucky ran to Loki and began throwing punches while Steve threw his shield at him. Loki fought them off and flung them around the room with the magic of his scepter. After a while, Loki had Bucky on the floor trying to recuperate, and Steve pressed against the bookshelves, bleeding from his eyebrow. Loki smirked at him as he dug his scepter into Steve’s throat. Bucky stood up and ran toward them, but Loki shot his arm back and pushed him away with magic. The super soldier crashed into the shelves and books fell on him.

“Now I’m really going to rail you,” Steve spat at Loki, whose eyes got wide with an excited surprise.

“Now, now, aren’t you a dirty little boy.” Steve looked at him confused and pushed him off, getting the upper hand and pinning Loki to the floor.

“I do prefer you buy me dinner first, but I see we’re skipping that stage.” Loki chuckled, amused by the way he was defeated. Bucky got up from the floor, disgruntled and hurt. Not only physically, but he was hurt by Steve. He didn’t understand why he wanted to rail everyone but him, especially Loki. He could understand Sam, they were best friends, and awfully close. But why did Steve want to have sex with Loki? Over him? It didn’t make sense, especially at this moment. Maybe Steve had a domination kink that Bucky didn’t know about, that’s why he was hard for the evildoer right now. Bucky shook away his thoughts, grabbing Loki by the arm and leading him out of the room with Steve on his other side.

Back at the Avengers base, Loki was locked up and the tesseract was safely hidden away. Bucky knocked on Steve’s door ready to confront him about his feelings. It was late, everyone was in bed by now but Bucky knew Steve would be awake. The two of them often stayed up later than others, sometimes hanging out, sometimes just from trauma. Bucky played with the hem of his dark t-shirt, nervous about his best friend’s reaction to the topic but he had to talk about it. He had to understand why Steve didn’t feel the same way about him.

Steve opened the door, his bare chest glistening from the shower he had just taken. The only thing on his body was a pair of gray sweatpants that caused a very large sight to see. Bucky’s eyes flashed down and back up to meet Steve’s chiseled face with blushed cheeks.

“Hey Buck, what’s up?” Steve motioned for him to come inside the room. Bucky hung his head, walking toward the window. He didn’t know what to say, how to say it, he didn’t give himself time to practice beforehand. He was just flustered and frantic.

“I just, I just wanted to know why you want to rail everyone? Even Loki?” Bucky sighed. Steve’s eyebrows furrowed as he stepped closer to him.

“What do you mean?” Steve was confused. He had no idea what the words he said even meant.

“Like, why do you want to fuck everyone but me? I don’t understand, did I do something wrong?” Bucky confessed, looking at the other man now. Steve’s eyes got wide, his mind a jumbled mess.

“What do you mean, ‘fuck’? Why would you think that?”

“Do you know what railing means, Steve?” Bucky was confused, he didn’t think of the possibility that Steve didn’t understand the meaning behind what he said.

“I...I figured it meant something about fighting like I’m going to kick your ass so hard you’d feel like you got hit by a train...given your history with trains, I never said it to you. I figured it was a touchy subject.” Steve admitted. His hand ran through his damp blond hair. Bucky stared at him in disbelief.

“So you don’t want to fuck Sam and Loki?”

“What?! No!” Steve exclaimed, taken aback. Bucky couldn’t help himself, he let out a few huffs in shock before laughing. He leaned against the window holding his stomach, laughing at the innocence of the man in front of him.

“Oh Stevie, let me show you what railing actually means.” Bucky stood up straight, looking at Steve who stood there with pink cheeks. Bucky walked over to him and placed his flesh hand on his cheek, staring into his eyes for a moment before taking a chance. He pressed his lips against Steve’s and melted into him. Steve grasped Bucky’s back and pulled him closer, allowing Bucky’s tongue to enter his mouth in a frenzy. The two panted, sweat building on their foreheads as they kissed and roamed each other’s bodies. It was long overdue, their feelings being pushed away for so long in fear of ruining their friendship. Neither one of them knew how much they wanted each other, especially since they had only ever seen the other pursue women. Bucky’s hand traveled down to Steve’s waistline, he gripped the bulge in his pants and stroked it. Steve let out a soft moan as goosebumps rose across his body. He pushed himself further against Bucky, desperately wanting more of him. Bucky pulled away and looked Steve in the eyes, his blue eyes yearned for him, he could see all the desperation and want in them and knew this was it. This was the moment he’d been waiting for, where he finally got to fuck Steve.

“Lay down,” Bucky commanded. Steve blushed and did as told. For being a 6’2, 240-pound super-soldier, he wasn’t very dominant. Steve actually preferred when people took over. Bucky looked over his body lying there waiting, eager to feel Bucky on top of him, inside of him. He stripped down until he was naked, his erect member springing out of his boxers and made Steve audibly gasp. Bucky chuckled and leaned forward, pulling Steve’s sweatpants off revealing him, just as hard.

Bucky pulled Steve to the edge of the bed until his feet were on the floor, then knelt down and kissed his large thighs. Steve closed his eyes and moaned, the wet kisses filling his body with lust and sending chills down his spine. Bucky tugged at his skin with his teeth, teasing and licking every inch of him. He was beautiful. Such a gorgeous sight before his eyes--Steve lying there fully exposed and waiting for him, soft under his touch and hard in anticipation.

Bucky sucked on two fingers and pushed Steve’s legs up in the air. He swirled one of the fingers at his entrance as he twitched.

“Ready for me?” Bucky hummed. Steve let out a soft whimper of a “yes” and Bucky gently pushed his finger inside. Steve gripped the sheets and moaned softly. Bucky placed his mouth back to his thighs and looked up at him with a smile. He kissed and sucked on his skin as his finger pumped and stretched inside of him. When he felt he was loose enough, Bucky inserted his second finger, causing Steve to moan even louder. His hands found their way to Bucky’s hair and he held on, soft thick hair between his fingers.

Bucky curled his fingers around, making sure Steve could take the girth of his cock. He took his fingers out and grasped his balls, rubbing them as his tongue found its way to his cock. Bucky licked up his balls, up to his shaft, until he reached Steve’s tip.

“Fuck, Buck…” Steve moaned, closing his eyes again. Bucky smiled and took his member into his mouth with a slurp. He coated his cock with the warmth of his mouth and sucked the life out of him. Bucky picked up speed when he felt the twitch of Steve’s cock. It was large and filled his mouth, gagging him a few times when he took it too deeply. He loved the feeling of him, the veiny shaft on his tongue, the sweet taste of precum filling his throat. Steve’s groans got louder and more frequent; it wouldn’t be long before he came, something Bucky so desperately wanted, but not yet.

Bucky pulled away and climbed onto the bed. Steve’s pants slowed down as he pouted at the man hovering over him. Bucky smiled, licking his lips before crashing them to Steve’s.

“Soon enough, Stevie, soon enough.” Bucky breathed lowly in his ear, bringing his lips down his neck and jawline. Steve’s hands laid on Bucky’s broad shoulders as he positioned himself at his entrance again. Bucky pressed his tip against him and waited for Steve’s okay. Once he got it, he pushed into him halfway, letting Steve adjust. Steve moaned and clawed Bucky’s shoulders, the pain subsiding quickly thanks to the super-soldier serum. Bucky kissed Steve again, tongues wrestling as he pushed all the way in with a gasp from Steve.

Bucky thrust gently, sliding his long cock almost all the way out then all the way back in until his balls slapped Steve’s.

“Is that okay?” Bucky asked, his blue eyes full of warmth, not wanting to do anything Steve didn’t want.

“Yes, Buck, it feels good,” Steve whined, wanting more of him. Bucky smiled then sped up his thrusts. He slammed down hard and Steve cried out in pleasure, spewing profanities, and grasped at the body on top of him for some control. Bucky sat up, taking one of Steve’s legs up in the air and holding it, widening his access and fiercely pounding into him.

“Fuck Bucky,” Steve groaned, pushing himself into Bucky with each thrust.

“You feel so good, Steve, god I’ve wanted this for so long.” Bucky moaned, the feeling of Steve clenched around him was too much to bear. He couldn’t hold on much longer. His vibranium hand found Steve’s cock and started stroking it, tugging and pulling until precum drizzled out, coating his fingers and Steve’s lower abdomen. His cock twitched and Bucky sped up.

“Fuck, I want you to cum for me, Steve,” Bucky was breathless. Steve brought his face down to his, causing Bucky to drop his leg but never lost pace. Steve kissed him sloppily, moaning into his mouth as he let go. He orgasmed and shot cum between their stomachs. Bucky cried out at the feeling, unable to contain his own orgasm and he filled Steve with his warm load.

Both of them lay there, a panting, steamy mess, trying to contain their breathing. Bucky turned his head to look at Steve who met his gaze.

“That is how you rail someone.”

Love on the Brain

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x fem!reader (OTP)

Words: ~4.1k

Summary: You meet the oldest member of Ransom’s family and make quite an impression, changing your dynamics with the rest of the Thrombey brood.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (semi-public sex, f receiving oral sex, unprotected vaginal sex, Ransom being very possessive over a specific body part, cock warming, dirty talk), soft Ransom, fluff, Thrombey family drama, these two idiots being in love and slowly killing all of us, SMUT!!! 18+ ONLY!!!

A/N: This one was already mostly finished before I started my drabble challenge so I took a quick minute to polish it up. I can’t stand how cute I’ve made them you guys but I also can’t stop myself, so I’m sorry, but you’re all going to suffer with me.

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“And keep your foot on the clutch while you press the brake until we’re fully stopped.” Ransom was grinning at you as you put the beemer in park. “Babe, you’re a fucking natural.”

“I am, right?” You pulled the keys out of the ignition and returned his smile. “I cannot believe that massive ego of yours is actually letting me drive your precious baby. Hugh, no!”

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