13 - Blur The Lines || Steven Grant X Fem!reader

𝓓𝓪𝔂 13 - Blur The Lines || Steven Grant x fem!reader

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Summary: You are best friends with Steven Grant. Even though you enjoy your friendship, you decide to blur the lines.

Warnings: smut (handjob, cumming without penetration)

Word count: 1137

Author: Rouge

A/N: the prompt for today is: Masturbation

Steven Grant is my best friend of many years. Sweet, smart, and with a dry wit that makes you laugh; measured and considered; he is the most level-headed person I've ever known.

I find this appealing, and it's one of the reasons I like him so much. Although I know he wouldn't blur our carefully drawn friendship, I yearn for it. I want to shock him so that he loses his composure and I can feel his desire for me. However, I feel insecure about the fact that he doesn't seem to be even slightly interested in me; I can describe a whole sexual encounter and Steven won't even raise an eyebrow.

It is not that I have tried to seduce him, but I have decided to change that. In this story, I'll tell you how I tempted Steven to cross our boundaries.

It was a hot summer night and I was staying at Steven's flat. On a visit to London, I crashed on his floor since we lived in different cities.

Our day was amazing and we really connected; we talked about work, health, and minds. It felt so good to be so close to him emotionally, but I wanted to be that close to him physically as well. When we got back to his flat after a walk, I decided to tease him a little. 

The summer dress I was wearing was green and floaty. As we sat on the floor chatting, I pulled my knees in, exposing my underwear to him; Steven glanced at my knickers a few times, but didn't seem concerned at all.

I decided to take a less subtle approach at that point. "Steven," I began, my voice light, "What do you think about when you masturbate? Do you watch a lot of porn?"

A little frown appeared on Steven's face as he held my gaze. This question was slightly out of the blue, but it wasn't really outside of our normal conversational limits. A sigh escaped his lips as he replied, "Really, I don't know. I sometimes watch porn, but I feel like it's getting a bit old."

The sight of him looking unnecessarily weary for our age hurt my heart a little. He's been clearly unlucky in love and hasn't really had much intimacy with others; I couldn't help but move closer to him. My intention was to be more direct, "Sometimes I fantasize about cuddling you while you touch yourself. Would you be open to that?"

His eyes met mine; his lips parted a little, but he did not appear upset; rather, he appeared curious. "Y/N, you know how much I love you, but I don't want to lose our friendship."

The solemnity of his speech made me laugh a little. "Who's talking about losing this friendship? We're so close, I just want to show that closeness." As I gauge his reaction, I smile lovingly. "No romance, just plenty of sexiness."

Steven smiled and nodded slowly as well. As he considered the idea, he kept calm as ever, nodding in approval. "A physical expression of friendship, no romance, only sex... I guess I can see that..."

"So?" I asked lightly.

He smiled and nodded, "Then let's try it. You need to spoon me."

We almost raced to his bed after laughing. Taking him close between my legs, I sat behind him. My lips were right by his ear, and I whispered to him to pull out his cock as I knelt up to view his crotch. 

Suddenly, he looked nervous, but did as I said, his cheeks blushed.

Having been best friends for so long, I knew he appreciated women who could take charge a little. The size of his cock surprised me; it's gorgeous, long, and slightly girthy. I gently caressed him. 

I breathed instructions into his ear and he became harder.

Having moved my hands away from him, I didn't need to say anything more; any initial shyness was gone as Steven's lust intensified. He started to stroke his full length as I whispered sweet nothings into his ear.

As he shared this moment with me, I felt myself getting nice and wet. Steven was so vulnerable right now, but we were at ease, our bodies as close as our souls. I slided my hands along his thighs, caressing his legs. Trying to squeeze as close to him as possible, I wanted to soak up his lust until I was dripping. Unconsciously, Steven gasped. 

His cologne lingered against my nose as I kissed him along his ear, down towards his neck. It was still possible to see his lovely cock being worked to its full size in his hand. 

Slowly and steadily he pumped himself, occasionally playing with his tip with his thumb, but never neglecting the full length of his considerable cock.

Without intending to, I licked my lips; I wanted to get on my knees and suck him off, have him fuck my mouth until I begged him to stop, but this wasn't about me - I needed to focus on him.

"That's it, sweetheart," I whispered to him, my mouth at his ear.

Steven started to pant a little.

"Steven, please, I need you to cum, baby, so bad," I begged him, gently nibbling on his earlobe.

As he leant back into me, he moaned and beat his cock faster.

As I moved my hands along his thighs gently tugging him so he had to spread his legs a little for me, I gently whispered, "That's it, sweetheart. Cum in my arms, baby, I love you so much."

Steven seemed to lose control. I locked eyes with him; he looked desperate, and lust-filled, and completely exposed to me, as his hand manically rubbed at his cock, hard and fast.

I kissed his forehead and caressed his cheek.

Turning to me, he let me hold him.

Over and over, eagerly and desperately, I instructed him to cum for me. He moaned openly, staring at me with desperate, almost devoted eyes.

"I need your cum," I breathed, feeling my wet cunt lips slip against each other as he jerked against me. 

In the end, Steven spewed long streams of thick, white cum all over himself.

For the first time, I kissed Steven on the lips, and he responded passionately. The moment I looked down at my best friend, who was covered in his own cum, I was astonished at how sexy and happy he looked.

Scooping up the cum with my fingers, I swallowed as much as I could before licking my fingers clean. There was a sense that I was really his, and he seemed really mine. I had made him happy, and he had given me what I craved the most - hot cum to lick up, while gazing at a man I cherished.

𝓓𝓪𝔂 15 - A Bit Late For Work || Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x fem!reader

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Summary: In most cases, it's you who makes Bradley late to work, except when his mission is to make you feel relaxed following a stressful day.

Warnings: smut (oral - f receiving)

Word count: 1510

Author: Rouge

A/N: the prompt for today is: Oral Sex

You threw your car keys on the kitchen table and sighed loudly as you opened the refrigerator.

Bradley raised an eyebrow at you as he lowered the newspaper, tipping his glasses in the process.

You had no idea why he wore them. And yet, that small glint off the end when he was staring down at you from between his legs, ah. You shook off the thought, retrieved a water bottle, and sat at the table next to your boyfriend. The idea was nice, but you knew Rooster had work soon, and while you were normally very willing to make him late, you couldn't work up your usual libido.

Bradley could tell something was bothering his lover, and he tilted his head as you sat next to him. He set the paper down, removing his glasses as well, and placing them in his shirt pocket. "Would you like to talk about it?"

You shook your head. "Not particularly," you shrugged, taking a swig from the bottle. "You usually feel better when you do," he pointed out.

It was a valid point he made. Nevertheless, you decided it wasn't worth mentioning how much you wanted to change career paths again. All the time you bragged about not being completely satisfied with what you were doing but felt that it was too late to change anything. Even so, you didn't want to go to university any more, and felt like dropping your engineering studies. Your new goal was to become an artist. You were proficient at it too, about as good as you were at university, but pursuing it seemed like a dead dream.

Bradshaw watched you turn your head over. He waited for you to collect your thoughts, and eventually, once you had, he watched you sigh and shrug once more.

"Same thoughts as always, I'm tired of everything."

"You're doing a rather great job with your studies," Bradley pointed out.

You shot him a glare. "Sorry, sorry. I know."

You groaned, cocking your eyebrow.

“It’s about a lifestyle, my bad,” he corrected himself, sending you a soft grin.

"Close enough," you mumbled. But he wasn't wrong this time either. You sighed again, took another swig of water, and then put your forehead down on the table. "Maybe I'm just tired of it, I don't know. I don't feel sick of it though, I love learning and making friends. Maybe I just need a break?"

In response to your words, Bradley slowly rose and walked over to stand behind you. When he reached down, he gently pulled you by your shoulders until you were sitting up straight. He worked at the knots that had inevitably formed there by rubbing his fingers gingerly into the flesh of yours. "You think too much," he remarked with a low chuckle, being a little rougher about the massage. But you could handle it. In fact, Rooster knew just how much his little baby girl could truly handle.

The thought went straight to his groin, and he suddenly had an idea.

As you leaned into his touch, you teased, "Maybe you think too little." 

While you didn't expect the massage to last much longer, you were grateful that Rooster remembered little gestures of kindness so often, especially after the self-doubt you had been dealing with. 

When you suddenly felt his lips on your neck, you let out a quiet moan. You grinned a bit at the warmth of his mouth, but you weren't about to complain. If he had something a little more involved than the massage in mind, you weren't going to stop him obviously.

As his fingers slipped from over your shirt to under it, he stretched the collar just a bit so he was gripping mostly flesh. Like warming oil, his touch bit pleasantly into your shoulders and throughout your body. When you felt Rooster's hand reach down to your breast, you sighed and tensed slightly. He paused there for a moment, and when you leaned into his touch, he reached further down, cupping your entire breast in his hand. Your breath caught in Bradley's ears, and he grinned wider. The beast that resided within his heart loved being able to please you like this. 

Putting one hand on your breast, he slipped his fingers under the lacy fabric of your bra and squeezed your nipple sharply. In response to your breath catching again, he stopped massaging your shoulder with his left hand. In addition, he squeezed your soft nipple and traced his hand down your shoulder blade. Your nipple was squeezed again, causing you to moan, and then he rubbed your shoulder blade with his fingers. The two sensations made a louder moan fall from your lips, and you gripped the chair you were sitting in tightly to keep steady. As his voice filled with hellish lust, Rooster commanded, "Touch yourself." His eyes had changed to all-black; the influence you had on him was indescribable.

The fact that you listened nearly without hesitation made Bradley harder than he thought possible. But he was content to please you this time. After all, you needed the stress relief. He watched through his darkened eyes as your right hand reached between your legs, rubbing lightly before undoing your pants, and pushing them down. Then you reached into your lacy white panties and began moving your hand to the same rhythm Bradley was squeezing your nipple and rubbing your shoulders.

You let out a louder moan as all three sensations collided in the pit of your stomach. Rooster began to move faster, and so did you, until you began to feel your orgasm build. You tensed then, letting out several sharp moans as you came, back arched.

After a few moments, you relaxed, sinking into the chair. You were about to say something, but Rooster was suddenly in front of you, hands on either side of the chair. You  felt a shiver of anticipation roll down your spine when you looked into his darkened eyes, and then he was kissing you deeply. You wrapped your arms around him, but the kiss was cut short as Bradley moved to grab your thighs and pull you to him. You giggled a bit, then moaned when you felt his lips clasp onto your nipple.             

After a few seconds of teasing, Rooster trailed his lips languidly down your body, and then all the way down between your legs. He grinned as he touched your wet panties and pressed his fingers against your pussy, causing you to moan lightly again. "Take these off,” he demanded within a dark voice of his.

You did as you were told, quickly slipping off the lacy panties.

Shortly after, he wrapped your legs around his shoulders. In one swift movement, Bradley's tongue was pressed against you, causing you to cry out in pleasure as you gripped the chair. He grinned against your wetness and moved the tip of his tongue in little circles across your clit. You were already shivering, and soon as he kissed and licked and began sucking on your clit, he reached under his chin, and easily slipped two fingers into your needy pussy. Having his fingers strangle you properly, your pussy immediately engulfed his digits in its juice, causing you to moan in a low tone. To make your head spin, Rooster pressed his whole tongue to your clit and slowly moved it up and down, eventually reaching your entrance as he briefly spat on the fingers he pulled halfway out of your pussy, just to make them wetter than before. Soon, his digits returned to your pussy, and he curled them deep inside of you, massaging your very sensitive spot.

"Fuck!" You cried, pushing into him as he slowly began to pump his fingers. You moaned again, reaching one hand up to grip onto his hair as you felt another orgasm about to overtake your body. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" You cut yourself off and rolled your head back as a loud moan fell from your chest. Your legs tightened around his head as your orgasm hit, your legs shaking, your chest heaving.

Bradley held on for the ride, grinning wickedly as you came right into his mouth. He moaned too, rock hard and lustful, but satisfied in your pleasure. He leaned up after allowing you a few moments to breathe.

You sighed contentedly into the kiss, and then Rooster was pulling away, grin wide, eyes back to the normal color you were so fond of. He looked so wicked with the expression his face held though. 

You smiled all the same before looking at the clock on the wall. "You're going to be late, Rooster."

"Fuck," Bradshaw hissed, then laughed, running around to collect his things before heading out. Then he turned, as if recalling something, and was surprised to see you standing in the doorway waiting for him. After you tapped your lips briefly with your index finger, he smiled and kissed you again. "Right."

As your boyfriend ran out, you yelled, "Don't forget your meeting with Mitchell today!"

𝓓𝓪𝔂 16 - Live Out A Dream || demon!Kyojuro Rengoku x fem!reader

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Summary: Despite the fact that he is no longer who he used to be, your dear Kyojuro visits you late at night.

Warnings: Smut

Word count: 1088

Author: Cass

A/N: the prompt for today is: Demon Sex Rengoku I had in mind while writing this.

It was normal for people to leave the Demon Slayer Corps. Some of the slayers left because of health problems, injuries, or were forced to leave by death itself.

Hashiras weren't usually seen leaving with demons, but your master left with one. 

Kyojuro Rengoku was more than just your master; he was also your lover. The pain might have been doubled because of that.

His actions were unexpected. As a man of honor, he always put others' safety before his own, so why would he do such a thing? His wounds or all the blood he lost may have prompted him to do this.

All those questions were on your mind after you saw him leaving with the demon.

The results of a Mugen Train were many people saved, broken hearts, and a traitorous Hashira.

With a heavy heart, you chose to remain a Hashira of Demon Slayer Corp; you were no longer an apprentice. You were always wondering if your former Master would cross paths with you again.

Many missions were sent to you, some more challenging than others, but the most recent was the most challenging. Due to that, you were sent back to your estate to rest before being called upon again.

Unlike any other night before, this one was completely hellish; nightmares and anxiety were constantly bombarding your consciousness; not even nights where you were recovering from deep wounds were as difficult as this one.

Tired of tossing and turning, you decided to go outside and get some fresh air to calm your racing mind. Your eyes slowly closed as you sat on the egawa, as if your body was trying to rest.

"Look at you, my dear Y/N, my tsuguko, my beloved."

When you heard the familiar tone, your eyes snapped open to reveal Kyojuro's face: gray skin with a red, flamelike pattern, red eyes with yellow, glowing pupils, looking right at you; his hair was long and looked like a real fire.

It would have been wise for you to panic, you should have taken action, you should have attacked the demon, you should have beheaded it.

Nonetheless, you did not act in this manner.

A smile spread across his face as your hand moved to cup his cheek; to your surprise, he felt warm to the touch; with a smile, he nuzzled your hand. "My little flame," he whispered, kissing your warm hand. "I couldn't bear another moment without you," Kyojuro confessed, pulling you into a tight embrace.

Your body was stiff and there was no way you knew what to do. He was a traitor, a demon, but at the same time he was Kyojuro, your master and lover; you had missed him for so long and he was here, hugging you tightly like he always did.

As a final gesture, you nuzzled his shoulder and returned the hug.

There was something wrong; you couldn't pinpoint what it was but this feeling didn't give you any peace. The world crumbled suddenly around you and you awoke with a soft gasp and a short moan. It was just a dream, a fairy tale reunion.

You were feeling the coldness of the night on your skin and wondered whether or not you had closed the window. As you reached for your silky nightgown to be tightened around your body, you discovered that you were entirely naked. Your body trembled from the sensation of something warm pressing against your clit and something filling your pussy, massaging your inner walls.

"Fuck!" You whined, staring into the glowing eyes of the hungry demon eating you alive. While watching Rengoku settle comfortably between your parted legs, you thought to yourself that it wasn't a dream at all. You licked your lips in satisfaction.

Keeping a steady and strong pace, the thick fingers of his moved in and out of your pussy; his thumb massaging your clit covered already in his thick saliva.

It wasn't long before the knot in your lower belly snapped and you screamed loudly. You watched him kneel while trying to catch your breath. There was nothing right about it.

"My darling flame, I was worried you would sleep through the fun," Kyojuro chuckled, pulling you closer by grabbing your legs.

Despite your surprise, you moved your hands up his chest, tracing the fiery mark in the middle. "My love… I can't believe you came to me."

He pushed his hard cock into you, earning a yelp from you, as he said, "I promised you that I would be with you till my last days. And I'll visit you every night."

Was it just your lustless mind playing tricks on you or did he feel bigger than before?

His hard thrusts easily made you whimper.

For him, every sound you made was like a melody, a melody he really missed; the idea of coming back to you was a good one.

Raising your hand, you said quietly, "Kyojuro..."

As he watched you, he raised an eyebrow, refusing to slow down; he used to do this when he was still a man. Kyojuro was shocked that you still wanted to do this despite everything that happened. A certain humor was apparent in the way humans acted, even a hint of pathetic sentiment. As he intertwined his fingers with yours, he mocked you, "You haven't changed at all." 

Squeezing his hands, you focused on the sensation of his cock fucking you deeply and nicely. Once again, you felt the familiar knot building in your lower belly.

Suddenly, he let go of your hand and his thumb started to roll and pinch your clitoris; it made your pussy clench rapidly around his shaft buried deep within you.

His hips moved shallowly as he grunted deeply to help you come down from your high.

 You expected him to fill you up, so much so that you pawed at his toned chest silently begging him for it. However, despite your silent pleas, he pulled his dick straight out and cummed all over your belly.

Watching him, you whined with sadness.

Kyojuro chuckled and leaned down. "You have to earn this," he said as he kissed you passionately.

It was hard to tell whether the events of the previous night were real when you awoke the next morning. The ache between your legs gave you the impression that this indeed occurred, but at the same time it made no sense. The point of thinking about it over and over was pointless, but you really hoped Kyojuro would come back.

𝓓𝓪𝔂 10 - A Steamy Farewell || Leto Atreides x fem!reader

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Summary: After years of service under Duke Leto's command, you are about to leave Arrakis. There's nothing more surprising than being farewelled by the leader himself, especially if it's in a steamy way

Warnings: smut (unprotected p in v)

Word count: 1315

Author: Rouge

A/N: the prompt for today is: Drunk Sex

In order to say goodbye to Arrakis, I decided to throw a party; it was a hot summer evening party with a few coworkers and a lot of wine that everyone enjoyed. My party had thinned out by this point, so I walked the last people down the hill, to their barracks, to say goodbye. I was chatting with a couple of coworkers while Duke Leto Atreides walked his concubine, Lady Jessica, back to their chambers. Then he joined our little group on the training field. 

In between hugs and farewells, we chatted briefly, and I thanked them all for coming.

Despite the fact that it seemed silly for him to walk up and back down again, and I had taken the walk up the hill hundreds of times during my duties, I considered it polite and gentlemanly for him to linger near me and suggest that he walk me back up to the headquarters. We headed back up the little hill. Taking a different route up, Leto stood on a flat area above me and reached down to pull me up. As he pulled me up, my body skimmed along the length of his; he was incredibly strong and I could feel it in his touch. Once I was on my feet next to him, he stabilized me by wrapping his hands around my ribcage. All these things kind of affected me. For a moment, we were silent, then we continued up the hill towards the headquarters. We arrived at my door after a long walk, and it was awkward for a moment. In our drunken and giddy state, we decided to go inside for another drink.

While serving on Arrakis, I managed to collect all kinds of crazy old things about the place that I totally adored and showed him.

Throughout the whole time he was following me around my room; he was very close to me and touched me from time to time.

Knowing he had his beloved concubine, I was pretending not to notice, even though I was subtly encouraging it by leaning in slightly and telling myself that I was drunk and it was to fall or lean on him.

Once I showed Duke Leto the secret door in the back of a closet, I turned around and noticed that we were pressing against each other. As he pulled me closer, he wrapped his arms around me. I placed my hands on his broad chest that was covered by one of his finest, black shirts. It was as if we were subtly fitting our bodies closer together. The look on Leto's face was serious.

I told him, "You should make sure your concubine has made it back safely and that Paul is feeling well. " Leto kissed my neck and breathed deeply, avoiding to reply, "I know, this isn't right, but I crave you." 

As his erection pressed down on me, I couldn't resist moving against it and rubbing my nipples against his chest through our shirts. He was so tall, muscular, and sexy, I couldn't resist myself.

After sliding his hand up my thigh, Leto grabbed a handful of my ass and pulled me even closer to him. “You’re so fucking hot,” he whispered to me.

As we kissed and breathed heavily, I alternated between pushing him away, telling him we couldn't, and pulling him back.

My back was pushed against the wall as he picked me up; I wrapped my legs around him, letting out a brief moan directly into his ear. It was almost like he had an erection inside me despite my panties and his fitted pants still being on; my skirt rode up my thighs as his calloused hand caressed the back of my thigh.

As we grabbed each other and touched everywhere, Leto pulled back my head by my hair so he could kiss the side of my neck and face. It was intense and passionate.

Due to the fact that he was carrying me around the room, we were often falling against things or almost falling over, and we were kissing each other very violently; we would laugh about knocking things over intermittently.

In the end, we ended up near my front door, and I pushed him out, shouting, "I really  want you, but you have to go back to your family!" I slammed the door shut and rested my back against it, trembling as I breathed barely.

After a brief moment of silence, I heard a knock. Naturally, I answered it.

Standing there, Leto cocked an eyebrow at me as he said, "You won't be able to get rid of me this easily." The Duke pushed me back into my room.

We fell to the floor; I hit my back hard against it, laughing nervously. His clothes were taken off by him quickly; my panties and shirt followed as we laid on the cold, stone floor. He pushed my bra aside and started kissing, sucking, and biting my nipples and ran his hand up my thigh, right to the place where I was so hot and wet for him already. Suddenly, his urgency slowed.

While Leto was kissing me so hard; I was writhing with so much desire that I was almost in pain when he started slowly and gently teasing and torturing my pussy with his calloused fingers. Then he hovered over me for just a moment. I felt  the hard tip of Leto’s cock poking on my slick clit.

Leto slowly sank into me all the way, deliciously spreading and filling me; he stopped when he was all the way in. “Fuck, you’re so fucking tight, Y/N. You’ll fucking make me cum in a second.”

I was panting and desperate for release but he didn't move. I took the initiative and fucked him from below by rising and lowering my hips and getting harder and faster as he hovered over me. "Oh, stop it and fuck me like you've wanted," I encouraged him, wrapping arms around his neck and slipping my hand into his salt-pepper hair.

I felt him grab me by the hips and buck his hips fast into mine, fucking me hard and deep, grunting deeply; almost animalistic noises were emanating from his broad chest.

The scent of Caladan wine could be detected in each breath of Leto as he fucked me slower, like he was making sweet love to me, with tender, gentle kisses placed all over my face. When Leto rolled me on top of him, he didn't change his slow, passionate rhythm inside of me, pulling on my hair, kissing and caressing scars on my body, asking if I was okay, whispering sweet nothings, all the while slowly bringing me to another orgasm.

My eyes were closed as I let myself be enraptured by the luxuriant feel of every inch of his thick cock inside of me. I was moving up and down his dick, forward and back, deeper and faster. My hands rested against his chest for some kind of support until he grabbed my hips, bucking his hips into me to match my movements. Soon, Leto cum deep into me and I contracted and convulsed around him, collapsing onto the top of his chest; my hair messy and my breaths shallow.

After a while, still lying on the floor of my room, we began laughing. 

My drunken state made me think I had just dreamt it, so I couldn't believe it actually happened. I knew things were going to get hairy with his concubine in the morning, but I was flattered that Leto wanted to stay with me for the night, our bodies entwined, gentle, tender kisses and caresses placed to each other, despite the trouble he was sure to get for not returning to his chamber for the night.

In all honesty, I was looking forward to more sex in the morning.

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♡ Blow Jobs - Duncan Idaho x fem!reader x Gourney Halleck [Dune] ♡ Undressing - Sherlock x fem!reader [BBC Sherlock] ♡ Oral Sex - Rooster x fem!reader [Top Gun Maverick]     ♡ Lingerie - Leto Atreides x fem!reader [Dune] ♡ Morning Sex - Aizawa Shota x fem!reader [My Hero Academia] ♡ Masturbation - Steven Grant x fem!reader [Moon Knight] ♡ Bath Sex - Wanda Maximoff x m!reader [Marvel]  ♡ Breeding Kink - Zhongli x fem!reader [Genshin Impact] ♡ Drunk Sex - Leto Atreides x fem!reader [Dune] ♡ Table Sex - Jonathan Levy x fem!reader [Scenes from a marriage] ♡ Biting - Tighnari x fem!reader [Genshin Impact] ♡ Finger Fucking - Tangerine x fem!reader [Bullet Train] ♡ Sexting - Layla El-Faouly x m!reader [Moon Knight] ♡ Demon Sex - Demon!Rengoku x fem!reader [Demon Slayer] ♡ Rough Sex - Bucky Barnes x fem!reader [The Falcon and the Winter Soldier] ♡ Torture - Ivar x fem!reader [Vikings] ♡ Size Kink - Keigo Takami x fem!reader [My Hero Academia] ♡ Spanking - Hangman x fem!reader [Top Gun Maverick] ♡ Threesome - Khonshu x fem!reader x Jake Lockley [Moon Knight] ♡ Knotting - Demon!Rengoku x fem!reader [Demon Slayer] ♡ 69 - Massimo Torricelli x fem!reader [365 days]   ♡ Dirty Talk - male!Eivor x fem!reader [Assassin’s Creed Valhalla] ♡ Creampie - Sam Drake x fem!reader [Uncharted 4] ♡ Praise Kink - Jake Lockley x fem!reader [Moon Knight] ♡ Wall Sex - Santiago Garcia x fem!reader [Triple Frontier] ♡ Love Triangles - Diluc Ragnvindr x fem!reader x Kaeya Alberich [Genshin Impact] ♡ Hair Pulling - Khonshu x fem!reader [Moon Knight] ♡ Angry Sex - Poe Dameron x fem!reader [Star Wars] ♡ Somnophilia - Arataki Itto - fem!reader [Genshin Impact] ♡ Nipple Play - Marc Spector x fem!reader [Moon Knight] ♡ Quiet Sex - Tommy Shelby x fem!reader [Peaky Blinders]

𝓓𝓪𝔂 11 - “Welcome Back, Baby” || Bucky Barnes x fem!reader

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Summary: Following a long absence, you're greeted by Bucky, who longs for you desperately.

Warnings: smut (unprotected p in v, oral - f & m receiving)

Word count: 1404

Author: Rouge

A/N: the prompt for today is: Rough Sex

After nearly three months away, you return home. You put your suitcase down and try to get further into the apartment, but Barnes is already waiting for you.

As Bucky kisses you long and deep, he whispers, "Good morning, Y/N. I've been waiting for you." He spins you around with his mischievous smile, pressing you against the door. Pulling your head back, he kisses the exposed part of your neck while tugging on your hair. As Bucky presses against you, he begins to explore your curves. 

Throughout the weeks, he has yearned for this body. His hands wander across your stomach, sliding over your dress and feeling the skin beneath. As his hands pass over your body, their paths diverge. The one goes lower to rest on your hip and caresses you there while the other slides up and enjoys your breasts.

He grabs your throat as you squirm and his arm shoots up through your breast valley. His other hand swings back and arcs down, swatting your left asscheek. As opposed to silencing you, he only elicits a tortured moan from your lips as your hips grind back against him. Bucky let his hand fly once more. Every time, your ass grinds backwards in circles, trying to find his cock. With his hand on your neck, Bucky thrusts his hips forward to trap you against the wall, bringing his other hand up to start removing the dress. Barnes pauses when he reaches the hem. Instead, he flips you over with your back to the wall, your hands coming up to hold his wrist at your neck; your Y/E/C eyes flashing at him in defiance and lust. Breathing heavily through gritted teeth, Bucky growls, "You're wearing too many clothes. Take them off for me. Now, Y/N."

You reach down and begin to lean forward to take the hem, but his arm doesn't move. Your eyebrow cocks up in question and he motions with his eyes saying, "Don't move, little one, use your hands instead."

You slowly pull it up and over your hips, revealing your beautiful pussy. Bucky suddenly realizes how hungry he is for you as the fabric passes over your toned stomach. As you lift it above your breasts, he is filled with lust. Taking his hand from your throat, he reaches for your breast.

When his grip loosens, you duck past him and scamper into the living room. You dart past the couch and into the bedroom as Bucky chases after you, barely missing your arm.

As Bucky watches your breasts giggle and your butt dance, he enjoys this part of the show. You're cornered in the bedroom, breathing hard. Your attempt to pass Bucky is unsuccessful because he is too quick; an arm hooks your hip and suddenly you’re falling face down towards the bed.

He falls on top of you as you struggle and try to get away, but all you do is grind your ass into his hard cock. He flips you over and puts a knee between your legs, trapping your leg with his foot. The knee snugs up to your pussy and, in your struggles, you find that you’re only rubbing your clit on Bucky’s leg. Suddenly, you realize how wet you are and let out a moan, rubbing your pelvis into his leg.

In the meantime, Bucky is kissing, licking, and nipping everywhere he can reach. As soon as he gets to your breasts, he goes a little nuts, switching from left to right, unsure which to pay more attention to. Meantime, he quickly tugs both his sweatpants and boxer shorts down his legs, clumsily taking them off. Flipping over on your stomach, he presses his cock against your butt cheeks, letting you feel it hard, knowing you are to blame. His hands reach out to cup, squeeze, and fondle your breasts firmly. Pulling your hair back, he grunts into your ear, "Do you feel this cock on your ass?" 

You nod eagerly. “Yes.”

"Do you know who is responsible for it?"

You moan. “Oh, yes, Bucky. I am.”

He spanks you sharply. 

You howl in pain and pleasure. 

Your head is pulled back as he moves his hand to your neck. "Do you feel this?" He spanks you again. 

Your guttural moan escapes your throat as your butt rises off the bed, begging for more; you're rubbing your clit against his leg to increase the pleasure. “Fuck me.”

Pausing to listen to your moans of desperation, Bucky rubs your ass and whispers, "You know I love your ass.”

He turns you over and kisses down from your lips to your breasts through your stomach and teases your thighs. 

You tangle his hair with your hands at the back of his head. 

He slowly moves up to your pussy and gives her little licks and nips with his lips and tongue. 

As you get more desperate, you begin to put pressure on the back of his head. 

All of a sudden he dives in, eating you out. While one hand fondles your breasts, the other teases the entrance of your wet pussy with his fingers. One finger sneaking in, curling up to massage your insides. 

Your hips come off the bed and moans begin spilling out of your mouth. He feasts on you with his hands roaming all over your body, letting every nook and cranny know he missed you. Your pleasure peaks in a scream of pleasure, body shaking with release. Dazed, you lay there obediently.

After you have recovered, he positions you at the edge of the bed and grabs your mouth with his cock, claiming it as his. You then bathe him with your warm mouth. With his fingers, Bucky strokes your wet pussy while fondling your breasts. In a steady, slow motion, he steadily thrusts his cock into your throat. 

Your saliva drops down to your breasts as you suck his cock and moan around his member while looking up at him.

When he feels it's time, he flips you around to claim your pussy with his cock. Barnes fucks you while you moan loudly and grasp at his back.

As your hands go to his round butt, you pull him deeper, harder into you. "Fuck! Fuck! Please fuck me harder! You're so deep! Oh my God, I'm going to cum!" You scream, digging your nails into his buttocks.

When your pussy clenches around Bucky's throbbing cock buried in your soft, warm core, he grunts deeply.

Bucky fucks you relentlessly as you cum, then again until he finds his release deep inside you. As Bucky groans his pleasure into your ear, your legs lock around him, holding him inside you, while your inner walls massage his cock.

You both collapse next to each other, tangled in each other's limbs, chest to chest, face to face. 

"Welcome home, Y/N. How was your trip?" Bucky smiles and cups your face in his hand.

"It wasn't bad, but I missed you every second," you tell him openly.

He slips his hand into your hair, massaging your scalp with a smirk on his lips. I missed you all the time, even when I was on missions with Sam. Bucky places his head on your naked chest and kisses one of your breasts, openly declaring "I was counting days until your return."

"This was the last time I was gone for so long, I promise," you claim.

His eyebrows are cocked as he turns his face towards you. “What do you mean?”

"You're speaking with the new chief editor of the Journal of the American Academy of Child & Adolescent Psychiatry," you tell your boyfriend.

He blinks at you. “What?! Why didn't you tell me sooner?" A smile never leaves his lips as he sits up and looks directly at you.

"It was important to me to tell you in person. It will be easier for me to focus on my research here instead of traveling abroad to gather material for articles."

He wraps his arms around you and kisses both your cheeks and the bridge of your nose. “My smartie. "Congratulations! I'm so happy for you.”

Your hand slips into his thick, dark, short hair as you kiss him back. "My heart is full of love for you, Bucky, and I can't wait for another round," you smile mischievously.

Again, a grin appears on his lips. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you are greeted appropriately.”