Uncle Venom II || Eddie Brock X Reader

Uncle Venom II || Eddie Brock x Reader

|| Part I ||

Summary: Venom and Eddie have an important talk during one of sleepless nights.

Warnings: fluff

Words: 891

Authors: Cass & Rouge

It was just a few weeks since the baby was born and those few weeks were hard. The little girl was crying really often and most of the time was really stubborn when it came to attempts of calming her down.

This night was no different. Everyone was sleeping sweetly, Eddie was holding you close and even Venom was calm. Until Alice’s cries killed the calm and quiet night.

Venom formed his head and poked Eddie's shoulder. "Hey, Eddie, your kiddo has woken up."

But Eddie only snored louder and cuddled you to his chest even more.

"Hey, get up and move your fucking ass, baby is crying," Venom snapped quietly in man's ear.

But Eddie was sleeping still.

Venom narrowed his forehead and disconnected himself from his host's body. Symbiote crawled off the bed and headed to child's room.

Alice was crying louder and louder, she wasn't hungry or anything like this. She was simply missing the attention of her beloved parents.

Venom shrunk and squeezed under the door. Symbiote crawled into girl's room and headed to the cradle. He climbed on it and peered down on the girl.

Girl stopped crying and looked couriously at Venom, she giggled and raised her little hands to him. It's not the first time she saw Venom, she was used to him at that point.

Symbiote shook his head. "Not this time, little monster, we won't be your plush toy," he snorted as he stack his long tongue out.

Alice looked at Venom sadly and started to cry again, even louder than before.

Eddie dragged himself into the room, rubbing his eyes. He was still half asleep. "V... what the hell are you doing? I think I told you, we don't eat kids," Eddie muttered and picked Alice up, trying to calm her down.

Venom stack his tongue at him. "Shut up, you pussy, we tried to calm that little pinky monster down. We tried to wake you up as well," Venom snorted.

"Venom, Y/N talked with you about it. NO strong language around Alice," Eddie said and sat down in the rocking chair, then he turned back to Venom. "Well then, thank you if you did. She makes us both so tired," he mummed.

Venom jumped off the cradle and crawled to Eddie, he climbed on his lap and looked at Alice who was held tightly in her father's arms. "Sorry," Venom mumbled to Eddie.

"It's fine buddy," Eddie said and patted V's head. "Just please, control yourself, even if you hate me."

Alice looked at Venom and giggled softly. "I think she likes you, V," Eddie couldn't help butp smiled.

Venom formed hands and gently tickled Alice. "She's awful. I mean at least she got her beauty from her mama, not from you."

Eddie rolled his eyes and laughed softly. "She is beautiful as Y/N or awful then? make up your mind, dude."

"She's beautiful but overall she's a human monster to us," Venom said and laid his head on Alice's chest.

"But you still like her, huh?," Eddie asked. Alice gently hugged Venom with her tiny hands and quickly calmed down.

Venom smiled and licked her face. "Yeah. Otherwise we'd have her eaten long time ago."

"If you would then you would end up alone, who knows where," Eddie said with a frown.

Alice only laughed and hugged Venom a little tighter, then she closed her eyes, making some funny noises.

Venom nuzzled to her cheek and hummed. "She's soft. We can hear her heart beating, pal. It's interesting how such a little being can come to this world."

Eddie laughed and nodded, kissing girl's forehead. "V? Can you do something for me?"

"Depends on what you want us to do."

"If something bad will ever happen. I don't know, end of the world, car accident. Protect her and Y/N first. Please? Can you do this?," He asked, looking at sleeping girl in his arms.

Venom twitched and raised head up, he looked at Eddie. "Why do you say such a things, Ed?," Venom asked curiously. "Don't talk about such things, pal. We don't like it."

"I don't like it either but it's important to me. I want to be sure that no matter what, they'll be safe and no one will take care of it better than you, V," Eddie said and gently petted symbiot's head.

Venom frowned yet nodded. "We'll be guarding them, always. Hey," symbiote looked at man. "You go to bed, sleep or fuck Y/N, whatever pleases you," Venom lowered his tone. "We'll put her to bed."

"Just be careful with her, buddy, okay?"

"Sure," Venom grunted and jumped off Eddie's lap.

Eddie laughed and handled sleeping Alice to Venom. "So I will be in bed, in any case."

He got up from the chair and slowly walked back to bedroom to join you in the bed.

Venom stretched a little and grabbed girl in his formed arms. He crawled clumsily to the cradle and put Alice there.

Girl let out few quiet, sleepy noises and nuzzled to Venom's hand.

As soon as Alice was laying in her bed, Venom slipped under blanket and put head onto girl's chest. "Good night, little human kid. You're sweet and we'll protect you. And soon, when you'll grow up, we will be Venom together. And nothing will stop us, ever."

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The Choice || Arthur Morgan x Reader x Dutch Van Der Linde smut

Summary: Reader's member of Van Der Linde gang. She has feelings for both Arthur and Dutch. Whom she's gonna pick?

Warnings: smut, threesome

Words: 2964

Requested: Yes

Authors: Cass & Rouge

It was middle of the night and party in the camp was still going, everyone who still was up, was happy and drunk. Only a few people left to go and rest, Javier was playing songs on his guitar still.

You were the one that was still up, you stood near the fire with a bottle in your hand, singing songs with others.

It was till Dutch approached you. "Miss Y/L/N? Would you like to dance with me?" He asked offering you his hand.

You nodded slightly and tried to set the bottle on the ground but you almost lost balance, thanks to Dutch you didn't fall on the ground. You giggled nervously and wrapped arms around his neck. "Saved me, again, hahaha, you're amazing, Dutchy."

Dutch laughed softly and wrapped his arm around your waist while the other took your little hand into his big one. "Miss, I just try to do my best to protect my people." Dutch hummed as he started to lead the dance. "And I need to say, it would be a shame to lose such a charming lady as you, miss."

You giggled and put your head to his best covered with checkered shirt. You hummed something lazily and inhaled his strong scent. Your hands moved lower and rested at his hips.

"Dear miss, I think you had one bottle too much," Dutch chuckled, looking down at you. "I think you should go and rest." He said lowly and gently petted your hair.

"I can take her there." It was Arthur, he smiled at both of you. "Miss?" He offered you his hand.

You happily turned around and slipped out of Dutch's arms. You grabbed Arthur's hand and nuzzled to him instantly. "Lead me anywhere, I go with ya, fella."

"Well, I feel betrayed and this is not a pleasant feeling." Dutch laughed as Arthur picked you up.

"Okay, miss. I think you really have enough fun for today, lady." Arthur said carrying you to your little tent.

You woke up in the middle of the day, dizziness vanished and you felt way better. "No more alcohol, ever," you whispered to yourself as you got up and improved your clothes, then rushed out of tent. You walked in the direction of Dutch's tent. You had to apologize for your silly behaviour.

Dutch wasn't at his tent alone, he was with Arthur talking about yet another big idea. They both looked at you as soon as they saw you coming closer.

Arthur tipped his hat, greeting you. "Miss." He nodded.

"My dear, how's your head? We started to get worried you ain't gonna get up today. I think that little miss Y/L/N here drank more alcohol than her body could has handled." Dutch said, looking up at you.

You bowed head a little and stepped in tugging on hems of your dress. "I want to apologize for my awful behaviour, it's not how lady shall behave," you said. "I might by illy still but now I'll go back to my duties," you whispered hesitantly.

Arthur laughed. "Don't be sorry, miss! I guess you have never seen drunk Karen. She is worst than you and is mostly drunk during days but she is a good lady. I just hope you won't start to be like Swanson 'cuz I don't look forward to chasing you and then saving you from the train." Arthur muttered, lighting up his cigarette.

"Don't be stupid, boy. Miss Y/L/N here is nothing like Karen on Swanson." Dutch said to Arthur and then turned back to you. "You, my dear can stay out today and simply rest, recover from your night full of fun. I will talk with Miss Grimshaw to not bother you today."

"But sir...," you whispered. "I want to be useful. And besides, thank you both of you, for saving me last night," you giggled softly observing both men. Dutch was definitely type of a leader, while Arthur was a good man with great ability to getting into troubles. "I mean, you both are wonderful men..," you added and blushed, not knowing if you should go back or stay.

"My dear, you are useful most of the time," Dutch said.

"I always see you runnin' around like a crazy rabbit." Arthur joked, looking at you. "Always goin' somewhere or doing somethin'."

Dutch shook his head. "Miss Y/L/N, is everything okay? You look like something is bothering you."

"No, sir.. I mean.. I like you, and I like Mr. Morgan..," you stated. "And I am sorry I didn't get a proper attention to any of you yesterday but I couldn't decide... To which one..."

Arthur raised an eyebrow as he threw away finished cigarette. "You like me? You must be out of your God damn mind, girl." He muttered.

Dutch rolled his eyes and smiled at you. He gently grabbed your hand and pulled you on his lap. "Oh, is that so? That explains why you were so cuddly yesterday, dear."

"I'm always cuddly...," you whispered and blinked when he pulled you onto his lap. You also gave a quick glance to Arthur. "Stop it, sir. You're an amazing fella."

"I can see that, Y/N," Dutch whispered, wrapping his arm around your waist to be sure you're not gonna run away. "So you say that you like both of us and you can't decide which one you shall choose?" He asked as his hand lazily stroked your belly.

You nodded and sucked your lower lip in. "Yes. Exactly. I usually try to make a mash on... You... And Mr. Morgan... You both are cute... And I feel all alone..," you were whispering as you stroked Dutch's cheek briefly.

Dutch smiled and gently bounced you on his knee. "Well? What do you say to that, Arthur? We have our little charmin' miss Y/L/N here and she says she fancies us both."

Arthur crouched and looked at you, his hand gently cupped your cheek. His thumb stroked it. "Well, if she can't decide? Maybe we could share?" He said with a smile.

You couldn't describe what kind of sensation Arthur's words have created in your lower stomach. You nuzzled to his hand, being touch-starving. "Yes, please...," you almost whimpered wrapping one arm around Dutch's neck.

"Look at that, boy, she enjoys the idea of us both taking her. I am not surprised if I can be honest." Dutch said before grabbing your chin and pulling you into a kiss. "How about taking her inside, boy?" Dutch asked and Arthur only nodded. Dutch got up with you in his arms and walked inside his tent holding you close.

He set you down and Arthur joined you soon after making sure the tent is closed for the privacy.

"Look at yourself, miss." Arthur purred and kissed you.

You kissed him deeply, slowly slipping our tongue into his mouth and messing with his hair as your fingers tangled with his locks. You broke the kiss and looked at Dutch, your heart was beating fast and hard in your chest like a small animal that tried to escape from your chest.

Dutch looked at you and smiled. "Oh, don't mind me, just do your thing." He hummed taking off his hat and vest.

Arthur did the same.

Dutch walked behind you and gently kissed your nape. "Just go on, son." Arthur chuckled and pulled you back into the kiss, Dutch meanwhile started to play with your long dress before pulling it up enough to slip his hand between your legs. He pulled your panties aside and began to play with your clit.

"Son?," you asked lazily between kisses. You let out a long moan when you felt Dutch's hand slipping between your thighs. You wrapped arms around Arthur's neck and kissed him deeply as you knelt between two of them. One of your hands slipped down, right onto his crotch where you pressed your palm.

Dutch looked at you. "And what about me, darling?" He asked and looked at Arthur.

Arthur let out a heavy breath. "Let's give her something to do. If the lady wants to be useful... Who are we  to stop her." He smiled and dropped his belt, then started to open his pants.

"I need to agree," Dutch said and followed Arthur.

You turned your head and pulled Dutch in messy kiss. You slipped hand in his opened pants and pulled his soft cock out. You turned yourself so you were standing between two men, having Arthur on your left and Dutch on your right. With other hand you grabbed Arthur's cock as well, you pumped both hands.

"Fuck." Arthur growled and started to kiss your shoulder as his hand traveled to your front to play with one of your breasts as he bucked his hips into your hand.

Dutch's hand moved to the back of your dress to remove it. "You won't need this, darlin'. Trust me."

You stroked their cocks humming softly. You let go of Arthur's so you helped Dutch take your dress off. You were wearing only panties and you blushed slightly. You kissed Dutch's cheek and leant down a bit to lick his cock, from base to top, meantime jerking on Arthur's already hard dick.

Dutch looked at you and then at Arthur. "Ain't she a stunning little thing, Arthur?" He asked.

"She sure is, Dutch," Arthur said as his hand moved into your hair. He let out a loud growl, enjoying the feeling of your hand on him.

You slipped Dutch in your mouth, bobbing head hardly, sucking at the same time.

Soon, you pulled him out and did same thing to Arthur.

Dutch pet your head and hummed happily. "That's nice and all, my dear, but I don't think you wanna the fun to be over so soon." He said and pulled you up.

Dutch took you to his cot, he lied you down and kneeled between your legs. "Well, let's take care of our poor little miss, Y/N." He purred and removed your panties, tossing them aside as Arthur stood besides the cot.

You reached one hand back to stroke Arthur's shaft while your other hand moved into Dutch's hair. "Look what you do to me, boys," you whimpered quietly.

"You better look at what you are doing to us, darlin'." Arthur purred. "Such a good girl."

Arthur smiled at you as Dutch's mouth attacked your clit. Two of his big fingers soon slipped inside of you.

You were moaning like crazy, rocking your hips. You were already wet and your juices started to pour down your thighs. Meantime, your hand jerked hardly onto Arthur. "I wanna suck your dick, sir," you asked, rolling head back at the feel of Dutch's mouth on your clit.

"So open up." Arthur purred and pushed his cock into your wet, warm mouth. "Fucking shit... So good." He hummed and moved his hand into your hair to control the movements.

Dutch looked up and started to suck on your clit harshly. He started to push his fingers even deeper, you could feel the cold metal of his rings on your pussy lips.

You tried to bob you head for Arthur as much as it was possible. Your free hand traveled to his base when you jerked, then cupped his balls and you squeezed them gently between your fingers. Meantime your other hand started to rub you own clit as Dutch was eating you out. The sensation was unbearable for you. You pulled Arthur's cock out only to spit on its tip and suck on it hardy second later.

"Fucking shit, woman. Look at you, always so quiet and gently, and now? Sucking cock like a real whore." Arthur smiled as he forced his cock deep into your throat.

Dutch sat up and looked at you gently stroking your belly. "Maybe our Lady would like to take a real cock in, huh?" He asked, playing with your clit.

You slipped Arthur's dick out of your mouth and licked your lips from his precum. "Fuck me, Dutch," you said firmly parting your legs wider.

Dutch smiled. "With pleasure my dear." He grabbed your legs and pulled you closer. Dutch quickly pushed into you, he wrapped arms around your waist and pulled you up.

Arthur slowly walked away and sat down on the chair to watch the show.

You tried to buck your hips fiercely for more friction, you didn't pay attention to fact that pain was so sharp though Dutch's cock was thick as hard like a rock. You wrapped arms around his neck and rock hips back and forth, moaning his name and looking at Arthur.

"Look at yourself, taking my cock so damn well." Dutch growled kissing your cheek and moving his kisses lower to your neck. He started to bite and suck on your skin as he picked up his pace.

Arthur winked at you and watched this little show, stroking his shaft with one hand. Other one was grabbing his balls.

You used your all strengths to roll on top of Dutch, you picked pace up, moving hips back and forth quickly. Your pussy was taking entire of his shaft and it felt so good. You traced your fingers along Dutch's lips. "Lick 'em," you sounded too harshly but you didn't care.

Dutch smiled at your sudden change of persona. First shy and gentle lady and now you were giving orders to HIM, but he followed your order s anyway. Man wrapped lips around your finger and started to suck them.

You pulled fingers out of his mouth and leaned to kiss him, using your tongue to penetrate his mouth. You used fingers slick from his saliva to run over your clitoris.

Dutch smiled and moved his hand between your bodies. He played with your clit a little before two of his thick fingers slipped into you alongside his shaft.

You rolled head back and whimpered loudly. "I wanna Arthur too, look at him, he's left out here, all alone...," you whimpered. "Fuck, so good! So fucking good, oh God!"

Dutch grabbed your tights and squeezed them hard enough to leave marks. "Oh, you will get him, don't ya worry about this boy. Just look at him."

Arthur just gave you a smile, his hard cock was resting against his stomach.

"If you cum like a good whore then I am sure he will gladly take care of you." Dutch whispered into your ear.

Cold shiver ran along your spine. You arched your back rocking hips in unbearable pace, Dutch's cock slipping deeply in only to slip almost fully out. You bended down and sucked onto his lips, then reached hand back to squeeze his wrinkled balls.

Dutch's fingers still moved inside you alongside his cock. He let out a loud moan as he emptied himself inside of you.

You then simply got up removing his cock from your pussy, you rubbed your clit letting your mixed cum ran down your curvy thighs as you looked at Arthur.

Arthur walked to you and wrapped his arm around your waist. "You okay? You can do this again?" He asked softly.

Dutch took Arthur's previous spot.

"Yeah. I just need your beautiful cock in me," after these words you stroked his shaft hardly.

He chuckled and shook his head. "Wrap your arms around my neck," Arthur said.

You obeyed and kissed him deeply.

Arthur kissed you back and picked you up with no problem. He slowly slipped into you. "Just let me know if this will be too much for ya." He purred softly.

You nuzzled to him. "Just fuck me. I need to be fucked nicely. You already feel amazing inside of my tight cunt," you nibbled on his nape.

Arthur held your hips and started to fuck you hard and deep. "You feel so good around me, Y/N. I couldn't wait till my turn." He growled.

"Me too," you whispered into his ear. "I love both of you, like father like son, ough, fuck me, Arthur!," you rolled head back and scratched his back. Your inner walls started to clench around his hard member.

Arthur happily obligated your wish and started to pound into you harder. "Who is a good girl? Letting us both to use her pussy like a whore." He growled into your ear.

"Me! Me, Arthur!," you rolled head back again and slipped hand between your bodies to rub your clitoris and to stroke his cock anytime he was backing from your pussy. "I'm gonna cum..."

"Good. Come on girl, cum girl. Cum around my cock." He huffed out and started to fuck you even harder.

You held onto his shoulders and let out a loud scream mixed with moan. Your pussy clenched tightly around his cock, preventing him from pulling out.

Arthur let out a grunt as he cum deep inside of you. "Fucking... Shit... Woman." He breathed out and looked at you.

When he put you down, you waved a hand to invite Dutch closer. You kissed them both, giving his cocks long strokes. "Thank you, boys, it was an unbelievable pleasure to me," you said looking around for your dress.

"I hope you realize it's not one-time thing, miss," Dutch said looking at you.

"I hope it ain't." Arthur muttered to himself.

"If you both will deserve this," you chuckled putting dress on. "For now, I will leave my panties here. So I'll have a thing to come back for," you winked at them and sent them kisses, then left.

"That woman will be the death of us." Arthur muttered.

"For sure she will... But now, boy. Time to talk about the train robbery we have planned. I have a great plan for what we're gonna do with the money!" Dutch said grabbing his pants.

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Naughty Captain || Steve Rogers x Reader SMUT

Summary: Smut without plot.

Warnings: smut

Words: 1370

Authors: Cass & Rouge

Everything happened really quickly. You were enjoying yourself during Tony's party, dressed up in maybe a little bit too short red dress with your hair and makeup done perfectly.

Shortly after, you were far away from the party, sitting half-naked on Steve Rogers' lap. He was kissing and gently biting the soft skin of your neck while his hands roamed your body.

"I wouldn't have ever said that you're so self-confident around women, aren't you?," You whispered and slipped hands into his thick hair, tugging on them as you rubbed yourself against bulge in his jeans.

"And I wouldn't take you for a girl that simply loves to provoke others with her short dresses and pretty face," Steve growled before biting your neck a little harder.  "But look at you, where has it brought you? Right into my hands," he purred as his hands slipped into your panties.

You bit your lower lip and blushed slightly at his words. "Stop teasing me," you asked him softly before nibbling onto his earlobe. You moved your hands down his chest and rested in onto his crotch, massaging the bulge through material of his pants.

He hummed quietly but shook his head.  "Hand away, princess, or you will get nothing," Steve warned as the tips of his fingers gently probed your entrance. "And I am not joking here."

You smiled yet moved hand away placing in on his shoulder. "You're going way too far, Captain," you whispered into his ear. "Look what you're doing to me, making me dripping wet."

Steve took both of your hands and moved them behind your back. He used one of his palms to keep them in place as two of his thick fingers slipped inside of you.  "Good, it's exactly like it should be, you dripping wet just for me."

You let out a quiet whimper, parting your lips and looking him in the eyes. "It feels so good..."

Steve hummed nodding his head, focusing only on the movements of his fingers. His fingers moved deeply, curving from time to time to touch all the rights spots as his thumb started to play with your clit.

You rolled head back, rocked your hips to deepen moves of his fingers.  "It's highly unfair," you mumbled. "I'd love to suck your cock."

Steve chuckled, moving his fingers even deeper and a bit faster. "That's nice, little one, but I don't think you are in the position where I would care what you want," man said and looked at you, tightening the grip on your hands.  "So better be a good, obedient girl."

You rocked hips faster, whimpering and moaning his name right into his ear.

He only smiled, watching your body moving. It was such a nice view to him.  "You see, you can be a good girl. It isn't so hard, huh? Now cum for me, little one."

Increasing movements for as much as you could with your hands being locked behind your back, you started screaming softly when your inner walls clenched around his fingers. You cum around them, with a final gasp of relaxation.

"That's a good girl. Now," Steve freed your hands and suddenly removed your panties and bra by ripping them apart. "On your hands and knees, little one."

You looked at him not even trying to hide the shock. You yet got off his comfortable laps and kneeled on the couch, looking back at him.

Steve stood behind you for a moment enjoying the view of you kneeling right in front of him, just for him. He spanked your ass to get a reaction out of you, it wasn't a gentle slap at all.

You sucked lower lip in and wiggled your butt for him. "Come on, stop playing with me, just put that cock in."

Steve frowned and spanked you once more, harder than before. "You better learn some manners girl, bad girls get nothing. Remember, there is still a party going. You piss me off, and I'll leave,” he warned taking off his white shirt only to throw it on the floor. "So better be good and beg nicely."

You nodded eagerly. "I don't want you to go back downstairs for a party and pick some random cunt over me!," You sounded desperately but you didn't care.

"Oh, really? And why is that, little one?" Steve asked, looking at you. "You know girls will be all over me when I will want," he purred teasing you.

"Because neither of them is as good as I am!," You stated proudly as you moved up so you were kneeling only on your knees. "I'm the prettiest and smartest!"

"And you are the most chatty one, most annoying one," Steve muttered pushing you back on your hands, he then removed his pants. It showed that he didn't wear anything more beneath them. "You know, some men don't really like chatty girls that are a bit too proud of themselves, and I am one of them," Steve hummed into your ear before pushing inside of you harshly.

You screamed and laid your chest on the couch, sticking your bun out for him. "Yeah... I happen to... Fuck! To know!," You were moaning softly.

"Oh, you do? Yet you still walk around me, showing off your body in those thigh clothes you wear every day," he purred into your ear as his trusts kept being strong and deep. "Or how you show off during meetings and trainings. Our missy-knows-it-all." Steves's hand settled on your waist giving him the perfect range of control over your body. "I guess I will have to teach you some discipline, missy,” he purred happily before increasing his pace.

You nodded and gasped.  "Whatever will please you, Captain! And well, I know very well how you were checking me out, many times!," You sucked breathe in when your pussy clenched around his member for the first time. The feeling of your juices leaking out of your core and dripping down your thighs was sending you to heaven.

Steve only hummed agreeing with you as he used grip on your waist to thrust into you harder with every move. "I just hoped you will calm down."

"If you'll keep on doing this then yes!," You assured sweetly. "Please. Fuck me!"

Steve rolled his eyes and started to fuck you as you would like it. Making his every move faster, stronger and deeper. Soon Steve gripped your nape and pulled you back on your knees, then he picked you up, making his thick cock going even deeper into you.

You wrapped one of your hands around his nape leaning your body against his strong chest, your other hand was rubbing over your clit. "I'll cum, Captain. You'll make me fuckin' cum."

Steve smiled and purred into your year. "That's the fucking point, missy."

You tried to roll your hips to meet his thrusts, you whimpered loudly when your pussy clenched tightly around his swollen cock.

Steve hummed loudly, his teeth sneaked right into your shoulder as soon as he filled you up with his thick, hot cum. "Now, will you be a good girl?" He asked kissing your neck randomly.

You gasped as goosebumps covered your skin. "Yes. I will be your good girl, I promise."

"I hope," Steve laughed and slowly slipped you off his cock, admiring his cum moving down you legs. "Look at yourself, little one."

You laid down and rolled on your back, admiring his body towering over you. "I hope it wasn't one night stand for you," you whispered.

"I will think about this, little one," Steve said getting up from the couch, man started to dress up. Soon he was improving his shirt and hair looking in the mirror, after all of this he simply left the room.

You blinked, looking after him.

You've always thought that Steve Rogers was rather a gentleman but he turned out to be a little asshole eventually. You didn't mind it though. He was turning you on by being so bitchy.

You got up and put dress on, smiling to yourself as you were feeling how his cum was dripping down your thighs. You improved your dress and also left the room.

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Scream And Shout || Alfie Solomons x Reader

Summary: When reader tries to pull Alfie out of bad habits, he gets pretty mad.

Warnings: Angry Alfie

Words: 1619

Request by: @peakyheckingblinders

Authors: Cass & Rouge

It could have been water in the glass but it wasn't. It wasn't and everyone knew it. Even at three in the afternoon that transparent liquid that was nothing else but vodka and that wasn't even the start of it. There was brandy in his morning orange juice, "just to give it a little kick". If Alfie was ever drinking coffee mid-morning there was whiskey in it too, cream liqueur if he could get it. By dinner time he was slumped in his chair, dribbling between the snores. It really was best to leave him that way, waking him meant him rambling on about the war, about how bad and "fucking shitty those bastards are", about how you were the best woman there in his life that ever was and ever will be.

His workers had already learned that Alfie Solomons wasn't an easy person to deal with; most of time he was moody, nasty, aggressive, impatient and no one could do anything about this.

That afternoon you had no other option then to step into his office, with few papers in your hands, looking at him sleeping onto his desk counter again.

Being the distiller was too much to handle for him sometimes apparently. You walked to his desk, placed documents on the counter and gently poked his shoulder. "Alfie?"

Alfie woke up pretty quickly, no matter what his mind was never all clouded by alcohol. Probably because of the years of "training" in this matter.

"What? What this fuckers fucked up this time?," Alfie muttered and improved himself in the chair to sit in it properly.

You sent him a brief, warm smile and pushed the papers to him on the counter, pointing at them. "You forgot to fill the agreements so I thought I'll remind you about them," you informed sweetly.

Alfie rolled his eyes highly annoyed, he gently rubbed bridge of his nose. Putting on his glasses, Alfie looked at the paper. "That's all nice and sweet, love, but I will do it may be tomorrow. I don't feel like doin' it now."

"But... It's important, our contractors have to get those agreements signed today...," You tried to explain, still smiling gently at him.

Yes, Alfie was a tough man to deal with, even though you were calling him your boyfriend, partner, lover.

Alfie looked at you with a soft frown. His hands were resting on his knees while one of them bounced.

He still wasn't used to you being around him, nagging, reminding him about stuff. It were just roughly three days since you two became an actual thing. He loved you in his own,weird way but so much attention toward him was starting to drive him crazy.

Alfie shook his head and signed the paper. "Fuckin’.... Here. Happy?"

You shifted in place, slowly raising your eyebrows and wrinkling your forehead. "Thank you, Alfie. You don't have to be rude," you told him taking papers in your hands, squeezing them tightly as if from them your life would depend.

He snorted shortly and pointed at you. "You’ve never ever seen me beein' really fuckin' rude before, woman. This is nothing. You done? Because I could use a drink."

"You drink too much, recently," you told him openly, you sounded worried.

Alfie got up from him seat and walked to one of the cupboards to grab a bottle. "Yea, and? It ain't your problem, really, love. Go look for something to do, okay?," He waved his hand at you and soon returned to his seat with bottle in hand.

Instead of doing what he said, you out papers down on his desk and walked to him, you pulled the bottle out of his hands. "Alfie, please," you asked him.

He smashed his fist against the table. "Are you fuckin' kiddin' me!?Give me that fuckin' bottle back and it ain't a fuckin' joke, Y/N!," Alfie roared at you, without really controlling the loudness of his voice.

You blinked but hugged bottle to your front and stepped away from the man. "No," you replied.

"I won't be fuckin' playing with you, woman!," He growled and grabbed the bottle."And never fuckin’ ever do this again,” Alfie warned you. "Now, go and do your fuckin' work, Y/N."

As soon as you felt how your chin trembled, you turned around quickly and rushed out of the room. You grabbed your coat from the hanger, put it on and left the bakery.

On your way back home you couldn't stop the tears from falling down your cheeks.

Meantime Alfie rolled his eyes, women always were too emotional for his liking. "She will be fine," he muttered to himself before opening the bottle.

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The rest of the day went normally for Alfie. He sat in his office, dealt with some fuckers, drank. In the end, he dressed up and went home.

"Y/N! Imma home! Where are you?," Alfie asked as soon as he passed the threshold.

There was no response. No light was lit in the house, it was cold still, filled with darkness that peered out at Alfie from any corner.

"Y/N! What the hell is happening?," He muttered, turning on the lights and walking deeper into the house.

Mean time you were sitting on the wooden floor in your shared bedroom, leaning your back against wooden door that were locked from inside with the key you were hugging to your breasts. You couldn't calm down after his sudden outburst, and even though you loved him more than anything else on this world, you were shocked that he could have behaved so awfully towards you.

Alfie looked around the flat confused as hell, you never left the house alone. He checked every room for you until he got to the bedroom, the locked door didn't let him in. That was weird. "Y/N? Are you there, love?," Alfie asked, trying to push the door harder.

"Go away!," You said aloud, sniffing a little.

"Oh, so you are there. What's wrong?," He asked and again tried to push the door. "Why are you hiding there, little one?"

"Just go away!," You repeated weakly. "I don't want you to scream at me again! Go away! Go and spend another evening with your beloved bottle!"

"Come on, I came home to you. Ain't that a nice thing?,” He asked.

"No!" You pulled knees under your chin, a shiver ran along your spine as you did. You were trembling both in and out. You were being in despair. You took a deep breath to pull yourself together, you got up slowly after awhile and unlocked the door to let him in.

Alfie watched you opening the door, he honestly started to feel bad when he saw you fully. You didn't look good, you looked scared. Such a look he always saw on his enemies' faces, he never wanted to see it on your rosy cheeks. It simply didn't suite you at all. "Love...," Alfie said, slowly stepping inside the bedroom.

"Don't come any closer, Alfie," you warned him by raising your hand and pointing your index finger straight ath im. "Don't you come any closer."

Then you walked to the window and sat at the wide windowsill, peeking at the street throughout the curtain.

"Love, please," Alfie said softly walking closer to you. His hands gently rested on your shoulders. "I am sorry.”

You shivered and squeaked a little at his touch and even though it was a good feeling, yet it made you dizzy.

Alfie moved his hands away. "Y/N, please. I ain't gonna hurt you, love. You are too important for me."

"And yet you didn't have any objections before screaming at me."

"I was just angry, you know me. My temper is short, really short," Alfie explained looking at your reflection in the glass. "I am really sorry, love."

"I only wanted to help you. I wanted you to realize that you drink too much and care too less," you whispered barely moving your lips.

"I know, love," he let out a sigh. "I am really sorry, you are right and I am just an old fool."

You tilted head on the sides lightly, looking up at him.

He looked at you sadly. "I am really sorry, love. I might be rough, harsh, dangerous, I don’t doubt it, but there are things I would never do. Hurting you is one of them," Alfie explained.

You sighed and nodded at his words, you slowly got up and grabbed his rough palm in yours.

"I didn't mean to scare or hurt you. I would never let this happen," he said softly watching you. "I ain't used to love, it's still a new thing for me."

"Love being a new thing to such an old and experienced man like you? That's funny," you managed to smile at him bluntly as you teased his palm with your nail.

"I am experienced in many things, love. Murder, crime... And many other bad things," Alfie shrugged and looked at you. "And you are the best thing that has ever happened to me."

"Stop it or I'm going to believe it," you said as you nuzzled face to his chest.

"But it's fuckin' true," Alfie said before wrapping arms tightly around you. "I love you, Y/N. I would never hurt you."

"Prove it," you whispered and looked up at him.

Alfie smiled softly and pulled you into the kiss. It was slow and tender, your tongues danced together in a soft rhythm. After longer moment the pulled away, looking you in the eyes. "Is it a good proof, love?"

Blushing hardly you nodded your head. "It is. So, let's go to the kitchen. The supper still needs to be made."

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Shooter || Joker x Reader

Summary: You're a witness of three privileged men killing at the subway. You accidentally meet the shooter the day after and he's far from what you've imagined he'd be.

Warnings: None

Words: 1562

Authors: Cass & Ailo

The gunshots brought back the pain; it was as if he would still be laying on the dirty sidewalk in that alley, being kicked by those teenagers, trying his best to protect his head and crotch from blows. The gunshots were sounded as if they could crack a skull, as if the sound itself could purify the mind.  Arthur's stomach lurched as he lowered gun he was holding in hand. He did this. He actually did this. Then silence returned far more thickly than it was before the shots, as if everything around man was collectively holding it's breath.

You were hiding behind one of pillars, hand covering your mouth as you desperately tried to calm down your breath and racing heart. Witnessing such a thing was too much for you. Using subway was your everyday thing, you were using it to get to work as well as return home. This unfortunate day you were going back home later than usual, the evening was calm until you heard shooting in the other cart. You didn't see much through little windows between carts. The little bit of view was terrifying enough to make you sneak out of the cart as soon as it stopped. You peaked out of your hiding spot just to look if you could go but all you saw was a man being shot as he tried climbing up the stairs. Quickly returning to your spot you started to pray to get out of this alive. Thanks God, the shooter disappeared and you were able to get out of the station safely. You thought about going to the police but all you wanted truly was to go home and hide in the safety of your little apartment. "I can always go there tomorrow," you told yourself, running back to your place.

Arthur returned home and pretended he was all fine but he wasn't.

That evening everything was making him angry, especially his mother and her pure trust in Thomas Wayne. Arthur helped her take bath but as soon as he put her to bed, he went to his own, little room and sneaked under the sheets, pulling quilt on his head as he was trying to hide himself from this world.

You should have to be asleep for a few hours but you simply couldn't find yourself a place. Sitting on the couch, looking at the movement on the tv's screen, your mind was going crazy recalling every second of the event in the subway.

Even if you were in your own flat you still felt scared because of such things were becoming an everyday thing. Shaking your head you forced yourself to go shower and get to bed.

Arthur was fired. All he could have done was get out of there with his head up, he didn't want to show them that they've broken him down like an old branch of a tree. He sat at the not high fence, foot tapping up and down like some dumb wind up toy. Man was rethinking his entire existence.

For you the morning was hard, dragging yourself out of the bed was horrible yet you started to get ready for going out.

Your friends made you join them during the protest against all the rich people in the city. You didn't really like such events because of the crowd but maybe they would finally affect something, you thought.

You never were a conflict person, you always tried to avoid fights or arguments but you hated all those rich bastards. They were having fun in their skyscrapers while all the regular people were drowning in trash and poverty.

Holding the strap of your bag you walked trough the streets, trying your best to not get crazy because of the yesterday's situation. You stopped your walk when you spotted a man, a really sad man.

Arthur felt observed, and indeed he was being watched.

A rather young woman was standing several steps from him glaring at him curiously.

At first he didn't react but when she was standing still in front of him, man raised his head a little and tilted it aside so his locks fell off his face, letting him see her fully.

Man looked too similar to the one from yesterday, it kinda made you afraid and all you've wanted was to run back to your flat but his look made you concerned.

You let out a sigh and smiled at him gently when he looked at you. Walking slowly you started to move closer to him. "Hey there... is everyhitng okay? You look sad," you said shrugging softly as you played with the strap.

He looked you deeply in the eyes; emotionless and empty eyes of his were like a well which ran dry. "Yeah," he replied without thinking too much. He observed you still yet he didn't move at all.

"So... Why so sad and aren't you cold? It's quite chilly today," you said bouncing on your legs a little. "Maybe I can help you somehow?"

"Do you like comedy?," He asked out of sudden. The question was so random that even he giggled a little but the giggle was full of darkness and sadness.

You blinked looking at him, taken aback by a sudden question. Thinking for a little moment you quickly nodded. "Sure! Who doesn't? I love to have a good laugh, it helps to keep going in this city. For me at last."

He sent you a brief smile but it was more a curl of his lips in a grimace. "I'm a comedian, I've always wanted to be a comedian," he said as he hopped off the fence and made a pose like only clown would do.

"Oh wow! It must be great, I bet you know a lot of jokes and anecdotes," you said smiling at him more and clapped your hands a little. "But you are missing one thing, friend."

He was about to reach into inner pocket of jacket to pull his notebook out and read something for you but he stopped any movement, looking at you. He shook his head for "no".

"Smile," you said giggling. "Come on, smile for me and I am ready to hear you out."

You turned round to find little bench, sitting down you put one leg over other like ever lady would does. Looking at man you send him another smile and waited at his performence.

He tried his best to smile yet he felt like tears started to gather into his eyes. He turned around few times and posed again but instead of smiling naturally, he slipped two fingers of each of his hands into his mouth corners and spread them upward in a grimace which had to be pretending smile.

You looked at him, raising your eyebrow. "Okay, let's say that this is enough to convice me. So? Can I hear you and your jokes?," You asked kindly.

You were really courious what he will 'serve' you. The things you told him were true, despite being young you already hated your life in Gotham. Silly comedies, stend ups and all of this helped you cope with the hard life and kept you away from bad thoughs and stuff.

Arthur pulled his notebook out of the pocket and opened it with shaking hands, turning page after page. When he was looking down onto his notes he was about to cry in a spot because of the sadness that were coming out of them. "Knock, knock."

"Who's there?," You asked looking at him.

"The man who killed three shitbags in the metro yesterday," he whispered seriously.

You looked at him completely struck with your eyes wide open. After a moment you laughed, it was very nervous. "You… Are you joking, right? 'Cus you are a comedian," you asked shortly.

"Am I looking like someone who's joking?," He asked openly.

You sat there quiet, swallowing heavily, soon you shook your head for 'no'.

"And do you know what's the worst? I'm fucking happy about what I've done, I don't regret killing them."

You giggled nervously and nodded, slowly moving to the edge of the bench, trying your best to slip away from him.

"I won't hurt you," he assured raising hands up. "I won't hurt you, no need to run."

You got up from your seat and looked at him. "You promise? I... I saw you. I swear, I didn't go to the police. Cross on my heart," you said.

He shook his head slightly with that strange grin on his lips. "I don't mind it. I have nothing to lose and I'm tired of pretending it wasn't funny."

You nodded, looking at him. Your hands once more played nervously with the strap of your bag. "You know…," You began slowly. "I think you did a right thing. Whoever they were, they deserved this. They play around because they are 'good, rich boys' while we all struggle here. Wayne and everyone similar to him could die in the fire and the city would become better instantly."

He listened to you patiently as the grin on his lips grew wider. Arthur nodded his head a little like he would be bowing to you. "When city will be burning, it's gonna be triumph of unprivileged. And I tell you this, it's gonna come sooner than everyone expects."

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PRIMAL DESIRE THAT LIVES WITHIN • Wolverine / Logan x Reader smut

A/N: I participated in @thepaperpanda writing challenge with prompt number 11.

Warnings: smut, daddy link, dirty talking

Words: 1360

Summary: you’re Logan’s partner and you two share some intimate time together.

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