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Bad Dream  -  Three

Pairing: Dark!Steve X Reader

Summary: A year after wiping your memory and keeping you for himself, Steve Rogers is happy. Happier than he’s ever been. With you and your daughter, life couldn’t be any better. The only problem? You’re starting to remember things.

Warnings: Language, Angst, Fluff, Manipulation

Word Count: 1.3K

A/n: I’m back. My computer battery is fried so it’s a slow piece of shit. I’m gonna try to update all my stories soon…ish. I’m gonna add tags later

!!!THIS IS A DARK FIC WITH SEXUAL AND TRIGGERING CONTENT!!!!

MADNESS MASTERLIST EDITED POORLY! BAD DREAM MASTERLIST

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“Alright honey. I’ll see you tomorrow night.” You nod, pushing yourself up onto your toes and kissing him gently on the lips.

“We’ll miss you,” you whisper, glancing down to where Sarah is lying asleep in his arms. “I’ll miss you guys too. But I’ll be back before you know it. And then I think I’m gonna take you on a little trip. Bucky’s setting it up for us.”

You get reminded to last night when he was on the phone with his friend, talking about ‘fixing’ you.

His words echo in your mind, terrifying and confusing you at the same time.

“What about Sarah?” You ask softly, gently smoothing your finger of her soft cheek.

“We’ll bring her. But I want to have a few days of privacy. Just you and me. And maybe… maybe I’ll put another baby in you. How’s that sound?” His eyes are hard, watching your every move.

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Special Lessons  -  Four

Pairing: Stepdad!Steve Rogers X Naïve!Innocent!Reader

Summary: Your step-dad has wanted you for a while. And when a conversation leads to you asking for some… special help, he’s more than happy to take full advantage of the situation.

Warnings: Smut, Age Gap (Reader is 19), Language, Older man taking advantage of younger woman, Oral, Somnophilia, Breeding kink, 

Word Count: 3.8K

A/n: So I’m now feeling overwhelmed and shitty. I dislike confrontation. If you don’t like shit on my blog then leave please. I’m so tired of this. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy. I might be signing off for a while. I’m literally on the verge of tears. Peace dudes.

PLEASE READ THE WARNINGS SORRY IF TAGS WERE FORGOTTEN/DIDN’T WORK

PART ONE. PART TWO.  PART THREE

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After the pool incident, Steve has hardly left your side. Every time your mother is out, he has you grinding on his bare cock, cumming in your pussy and making a mess of you, only to clean you up with his special kisses.

Today, however, is the day he wants to make a move.

But he can’t. Because the woman he married is having one of her few days off.

It’s been one of the longest days of his life.

Having you so close but just out of reach. It’s absolute torture.

And he feels a little bad for the way he’s just using his wife now, but he’s allowed to want what he wants, right?

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You wake up with a yawn, rubbing your eyes and frowning as you reach for the cup of water on your nightstand. When you come up empty-handed, you can’t help but groan.

Climbing reluctantly out of bed, you venture out of your room, pausing when you hear Steve making his happy noises.

You slowly move to your parents’ bedroom door, peeking inside their room and almost gasping. Your mother is on her hands and knees and Steve is being her, cock slamming in and out of her.

His eyes find yours and he holds your gaze, thrusts not ceasing.

He can tell that you’re curious. More importantly, he can tell that you’re getting aroused.

That thought is enough and it sends him spiralling over the edge. He cums in your mother -never one for pulling out- then drops down onto the bed with a hearty sigh.

You hurry away from the door and down the stairs, needing the cold water more than ever now.

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Steve saunters into the kitchen a grin on his pretty face.

“Morning (Y/n).” You look up at him, a little embarrassed about the night before.

“Did you enjoy the show last night?” He asks softly, watching the way you clench your thighs together tightly. You shrug, not truly knowing with one hundred percent certainty what it is you saw. All you know is that it should’ve been you beneath him.

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