Opposites Attract (eddie Munson X Fem!reader)

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★ dom!reader and sub!rafe, but she's getting fucked dumb 🎀 ⋆. 𐙚 ˚

warning: rafe ignores reader's safe word

you had been fucking rafe for hours, letting him use you in any position possible. he deserved it after hosting the perfect day for you: he woke you up eating you out, made you breakfast, took you shopping, took you out for an expensive dinner, and ended the night walking with you on the beach, giving you kisses and praises as the moon shone on the calm waters.

he buttered you up all day, not to mention that he also ordered you endless amounts of your favorite cocktails at dinner, making you tipsy and blissful. he knew all these factors would ultimately make you putty in his hands later in the night when he needed to fuck you senseless. after you two got home, he was more than eager to tear your clothes off, but first, he asked nicely of course.

"...need to feel you, mommy" he breathed against your neck, sucking the flesh while hugging you from behind.

you smiled leisurely, rubbing his hair. you knew he had earned it.

"go ahead, baby—" you smiled lazily at his desperation for you.

the alcohol in your system was making you feel warm, fuzzy.... and highly submissive.

"—use me."

and those words set him off into a frenzy.

he had already made you cum 3 times, all in different positions. something about letting him take control was nice. you laid there as he fucked into you like crazy, his touches animalistic and aggressive, as if you were a one night stand. you groaned at his roughness, your hands caressing his fast twitched muscles. it would be a lie to say that you didn't try to tap out at certain moments, especially when he had you pinned to the mattress, his hips working into yours feverishly.

"rafey- fuck, red- I cant-!!" you barely cried your safe word, head spinning from the feeling of his cock hitting your hilt and his stomach hitting your clit. you felt like you were going to black out. his pressure on your body made you trapped, forcing endless ripples of pleasure through you. the timid boy you once knew was overcome with darkness, pleasure clouding his brain as he rode out his power trip. rafe kept his pace, holding you down even harder.

"not stopping, m-mommy... you can take it" he whimpered, he knew he was in control at that very moment.

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hours later, you were almost a puddle of nothing when rafe made you ride him, your body barely able to grind against his. he looked up at the mess he created of you, seeing your mouth permanently agape paired with mascara stained cheeks made him swell with pride. rafe bit his lip, moving your hips back and forth because you couldn't do it yourself, holding yourself up weakly. you were the utter definition of fucked out.

"choke me-" you begged through lidded eyes, your delirious state making your dominant walls fall down. you were putty in his hands.

rafe's hands snaked around your neck, holding the flesh tight. he pulled you into his chest, making you lay on top of him. your head fell to his shoulder as you closed your eyes, biting your lip into a tired smile.

"y-you like that?" rafe teased, seeing how you fell apart on his dick. you nodded weakly, letting out kitten whimpers in his ear. he used your throat as leverage to fuck you up and down his length harder, making you mewl at his pace. you instinctively grabbed both his wrists as you mentally checked out.

"y-you're so... strong f'me, s-so big, mmmh!.... fuck-" you knew rafe had strength, but when he used it.... you submitted to his every move. his grasp was making you see stars, spewing nonsense at the feeling of his tip hitting your gspot. shaking on top of him, you two maneuvered in and out of each other mindlessly, chasing your nth highs for the night. it felt like your insides were caving in, the descruction of his thick cock was too much.

a soft smile plastered on his face when he saw tears of pleasure fall from your eyes, using the pad of his thumb to swipe them away. he felt so powerful with you in this state—you were broken and weak in his arms, trying to hold on to your last bits of sanity.

"good girl mommy, keep taking me-" rafe breathed, holding you close to him. you nodded faintly, lost in the realms of pleasure as rafe was talking you through it.

your eyes rolled to the back of your head when you felt another orgasm creeping up on you. your body, stiff and curled up, fell to the side of the bed in exhaustion, trying to escape his thrusts from the brain melting pleasure. your body twitched faintly in relief before you felt rafe's weight shift on top of you again.

"dont do that, dont fuckin' do that" he murmured to himself, flipping you on your stomach like a ragdoll before sliding himself back into you.

both fists sunk beside your arms as he pounded into you hard, over and over and over. the whining springs, rhythmic slapping your your flesh, and his low growls filled the room. rafe was finishing you off for good as you laid there limp, no choice but to take it as you began blacking out.

you couldn't let out even a sound to protest, barely conscious on the bed as you stared off into space, muscles paralyzed as you took in his pulsating cock.

"nghnh umh- ra- f-fuc-" you wheezed as he sped up, cumming inside you in hard, strong thrusts.

you inhaled shakily, looking up at the ceiling. your flesh convulsed as rafe placed kisses all over your body, calming you down. the rawness and sensitivity in your body made you twitch at his wet kisses. rafe smiled at the way It reacted to him. he curled up against your fucked out figure, caressing your face.

"princess?" he hummed, euphoria overtaking him.

your response was barely audible. rafe's heart beat faster before he plucked the courage to say these words:

"say..... thank you daddy" he coo'ed, a mischievous smirk on his face.

"....thank you... daddy..." you mimicked. you felt rafe kiss your cheek and nuzzle into your neck before passing out under him.

for my sub!rafe enthusiasts🤭 (even though theres a twist hehe): @nemesyaaa @rafescokewhore @rafeyscurtainbangs

None Of Your Concern (Chris Evans x Reader)

WARNINGS: DUB-CON(NON-CON?), AGE GAP, CHEATING(?)

DNI IF ANY OF THIS OFFENDS YOU

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summary:  costars for a little over a year, Chris has always been protective of you in the cutthroat industry much like a father would be. However, when he learns that your boyfriend is even older than him, he realizes that his feelings might not be so familial after all

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Pairing: sugar daddy!Chris Evans x fem!Reader

Summary: Chris asks you to be at his place waiting for him when he gets home from a work trip and the wait is unbearable after not having seen him for a few weeks.

Warnings: RPF, AU, established sugar daddy/baby relationship (not really mentioned), getting caught masturbating, calling him “daddy,” oral (m + f receiving), pussy slapping, unprotected sex, 18+ please please please minors dni

Word count: ~1,600

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His texts from just a couple hours ago play over and over in your head as you sit in his oversized living room alone, waiting for him to get home. 

“Can you be at my place tonight? I'll be home around 7:30 and would love to see you.” 

“Maybe waiting for me in one of those pretty sets I bought you last month. 😉”

“Been too long since I've seen you, princess. Those videos have been fun, but I need the real thing.” 

The last one had heat rushing to your cheeks as you vividly remembered the videos you'd exchanged over the past few weeks. You had to snap your head up, scanning the room to make sure no one had seen your sudden change in demeanor – your breath caught in your throat, involuntarily shifting in your seat – upon the escalation of his messages.

Just the mere thought of the videos again and you're finding yourself scrolling back to find them. Some are just audio, him groaning your name in a dark room or his low voice giving you slow instructions that you didn’t dare disobey as you made the videos you sent back. 

Others leave nothing to your imagination. The ‘Look what the thought of you does to me, babygirl’s and ‘Come with daddy’s have an immediate effect on you. Somewhere in the back of your mind is the voice telling you to be patient, but you fail to listen, quickly shimmying out of your jeans before leaning back, sinking against his sofa. 

Watching him teasingly stroke his hard cock, your hand slips between your legs, fingers fumbling to push your panties to the side. 

A whimper escapes your lips when your fingertips brush over your folds, dipping into your wetness before returning to your throbbing clit. 

“Fuck,” you whisper, biting your lip and closing your eyes as you listen to his breaths become heavier. 

You feel like you're right on the edge until you hear someone clear their throat from across the room. Eyes snapping open, you scramble to turn your phone off, throwing it to the other end of the sofa. 

“Chris,” you gasp, sitting up and trying to compose yourself the best you can. “You're back–” 

“What were you doing?” 

As if he didn't see. You have to refrain from rolling your eyes, instead playing innocent. “Sorry, daddy.” The look in your eyes turns more apologetic the closer he gets to you. “I'm sorry. I just couldn't wait to see you.” 

“So you fucked youself instead of waiting for the real thing?” As stern as he's trying to be, he can't suppress the amused smirk on his face. 

“No, daddy,” you promise, shaking your head. “I didn't even come.” 

He can't help but laugh at that. If he didn't miss you so much, he'd be doling out a punishment already. 

“Look!” You lean forward, grabbing a bottle off the coffee table in front of you. “I got a beer ready for you.” 

He slowly takes it from you, but his stern look is back. “And that's supposed to make it all better?” 

Smiling up at him standing in front of you, you nod innocently. 

“On your knees.” 

Quickly forcing the smile off your face, you do as he says, and let him take your spot on the sofa while you kneel on the floor between his legs. 

“Did you have a good trip?” 

He brings the bottle to his lips to hide his smile as he watches your fingers work to undo his pants. He loves your nervous habit of trying to make small talk during moments like this. 

“Yeah,” he sighs, taking a swig of his drink. “It was good. Glad to be home for a while though.” 

“Me too,” you smirk, rubbing the palm of your hand over his dick before wrapping your hand around him. 

“God damn,” he sighs, dropping his head back before looking back down at you. “Especially when I get to come home to this.” 

“You deserve it, daddy.” Your words are a whisper before you’re taking the tip of his cock in your mouth. 

He leans over you to put his drink down, the movement forcing you to take more of him into your mouth. 

“That's it,” he cooes, feeling you softly gag on him. “Good girl. I know it's been a while.” 

You'd nod if you could, the tears pricking your eyes as you try to breathe through your nose reminding you of exactly that. 

With the help of his hand on the back of your head guiding you, you slowly fall into a rhythm of lifting your head and sinking your mouth back on him. 

The sounds filling the room can only be described as lewd as you drool and gag around his dick. 

It takes you a second to register what's happening when he gently eases you off of him, cursing under his breath about how good you feel. “Would love to have your mouth on me all night, shit. You're so good.” 

As you sit there, wiping your mouth off on the back of your hand, he's grabbing his beer for one more quick drink. 

“Get up here.” He holds his hand out to help you up to the sofa so he can switch places with you. “I wanna taste something else now.” 

Eagerly nodding, you help him by pushing your panties off. His arms hook around your thighs to pull you to the edge of the cushion.

“Been waiting–” He pauses his thought to press teasing kisses along your inner thighs, your breath hitching each time he gets close to your center. “–To get my mouth back on this pussy.”

“Chris,” you gasp, feeling his tongue parting your folds, licking a stripe up your slit. “Fuck, daddy.” 

Still sensitive from before, his tongue on your clit has you whining, fingers grasping and pulling at his hair. 

He groans at the sting, the vibrations of his voice spreading right through your body as his hands grip your hips tighter–to keep you from squirming–so he can devour you. 

“You're gonna make me come,” you choke out, tugging at his hair again to keep him in place. “Please, please–” 

As much as he wants to give in, taste everything you have to give on his tongue, he wills himself to pull away. You feel pathetic, not able to suppress the desperate whine you let out. 

“Not–” His hand comes down harshly against your cunt. “Yet.” And again, causing you to cry out, in pain, but mostly in pleasure. You swear one more slap would have sent you tumbling over the edge. 

“Daddy, please. Please.” It's like it's the only word you know at this point as you watch him push off the floor and sit next to you. 

He doesn't even have to ask before you’re clambering onto his lap. 

“Okay, okay,” he chuckles. “Let's get this off of you first.” His hands find the hem of the sweater you're wearing so he can help you out of it. “That's better.” 

“You too,” you pout, clumsy fingers searching for the hem of his t-shirt so you can tug it off of him. 

“Better?” 

“Yes,” you murmur, leaning forward to give him a soft kiss. 

It doesn't last long when he shifts just right for his cock to nudge against your entrance. “Ah,” you take in a sharp breath as you push down onto him. 

“Christ, sweetheart.” His head falls back as he revels in the feeling of your tight cunt swallowing his cock. A whimper from you has him looking back up at you though. “Slow, babygirl. There's no rush.” 

Taking as much of him as you can, your body shudders at the fullness he makes you feel. “Feels so good, daddy.” 

“I know,” he exhales, convinced he'll bust right now if you don't move soon. “You gonna ride daddy's cock? Show him how much you missed him?” 

“Mhm,” you hum, pressing your hands to his shoulders for leverage as you begin to lift off of him before sinking back down on him. 

“Shit,” he groans. “Good girl. Just like that.” 

It doesn't take long for your movements to get sloppier, falling into a steady rhythm on top of him. 

You're seeing stars each time your clit bumps against his pelvis, hurling you toward the edge once again. 

“I'm close,” you moan, grinding harder against him.

“Yeah?” His hand comes up to the back of your neck to pull your face down to his. He hasn't forgotten about your little stunt before. “Who makes this pussy feel good?” 

“You, daddy,” you cry out, legs beginning to quiver. 

“Good girl. You better remember it's only ever me.” 

“Always you! ’s your pussy, daddy.” 

“Now come for me,” he orders through clenched teeth, needing to feel you, his high following suit. 

“Oh God–” 

He catches your writhing body against his own as you come, taking over to work you through your high and chase his own. 

With a loud groan, his hips still to keep his cock deep inside you as his release fills you. “Good girl,” he growls with each residual twitch of his cock. “Did so good for me, pretty girl. Fuck.” 

Catching his breath, he loosens the hold he has on you, softly rubbing your back as you do the same. 

He lets out a quiet laugh. “You with me?”

“I think so,” you giggle, lifting your face from the crook of his neck to give him a kiss on the cheek. “Welcome home.” 

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Want Somebody to Love

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Pairing // Mafia!Bucky x fem!reader

Summary // Your deadbeat boyfriend ditches you at a party, and Bucky insists you deserve better. If he has to prove it to you, he will.

Word Count // 3,754

Warnings // SMUT. Almost plotless, filthy smut. Cheating, oral sex (m!receiving), hint of jealousy, possessive sex, unprotected (consensual) sex, rough sex, overstimulation, spanking, little bit of cum play, daddy kink, size kink, name calling, the insinuation that Bucky is in the mafia, swearing... you get the idea I think. Don't read it if you're uncomfortable with these things.

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The incessant chatter of the party filled your head like a symphony of extroverts, prompting you to retreat to the restroom within the first half hour.

You wanted to wash your face, but you were wearing makeup, so you settled for washing your hands thoroughly and fixing your hair.

Your boyfriend had disappeared into the tides of people as soon as you arrived —undoubtedly to get blackout drunk and make out with a random girl— so you were left awkwardly standing around, sipping your drink out of politeness but wishing desperately to find one, just one sober person to converse with.

You sighed, swinging open the bathroom door and immediately crashing into someone’s chest, sending you stumbling backwards.

Stammering out an apology, you took the hand of your victim as they helped you up, and came face to face with a very handsome, seemingly sober man. Great, some company.

"Sorry, I didn't see you." You apologized awkwardly, noticing his rough hand linger just little too long over yours.

He nodded. "No worries."

There was a moment of awkward silence. He looked away, eyes scanning the crowd of people as if looking for something. You took the time to study him, eyes darting from his sharp, rugged jawline to his steel blue eyes. He was wearing black dress pants you noticed, --just a little too formal for a place like this-- as well as a dress shirt and tie. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing muscular arms. Well- one arm. You stared curiously at his left arm, apparently a prosthetic. It reflected the dim, multicolored lights of the party, and flexed just like a real human arm as he turned and extended a hand.

"I'm forgetting my manners," He said as you shook his hand. "I'm Bucky Barnes."

You nodded, observing his eyes hover just above the bow of your lips. "Y/n. Nice to meet you. Who do you know here?" You inquired with a tilt of your head.

The corners of his lips twitched up in a strange smile. "Ah, I'm more looking for someone, really. And you?"

Your brow furrowed slightly at his strange answer, but decided not to press any further. "Oh, um..." You turned to look through the crowd, trying to pick out your boyfriend. "I'm here with-"

Your heart dropped into your stomach as your gaze locked onto the scene of your boyfriend, jeans unzipped, in the back of the room with a girl you didn't know pressed up against the wall under him. His arms were wrapped firmly around her waist as he kissed her roughly, one hand dipping under the waistband of her skirt.

"My... boyfriend..." You whispered, your finger still lingering in the air from where you'd pointed him out.

Bucky's expression was unreadable, his eyes dark as he stared down at you. You said nothing, internally crumbling from embarrassment.

"Does he always do this?" Bucky asked suddenly, breaking the silence.

"What?"

"Run off like that- touch other girls?" He said, his tone taking on a menacing inflection.

"Um..." You looked at your feet, hands fidgeting with the hem on the stupid tight dress your boyfriend had insisted you wear, as if he was going to be looking at you for more than ten seconds. "Yeah." You sighed finally.

Bucky took a step closer, making you tense up. He brought a hand to your cheek, turning your chin up to look at him gently. His eyes were burning with a strange, dangerous fire, his stubbled jaw clenching. "You deserve so much better than him sweetheart." He said darkly, staring openly at your mouth.

You felt blood rush to your cheeks, becoming acutely aware of just how much he towered over you. "It's really ok, we aren't that serious anyway." You said, waving your hands in dismissal and questioning why you were defending your ass of a boyfriend.

Bucky tilted his head, his eyes still gleaming dangerously. "No man should treat his girlfriend like that. What's a pretty thing like you doing with a dick like him?"

You two were very, very close now. Close enough for you to smell the mint of his breath and feel it hitting your face. "I don't- I don't know..." You trailed off, feeling things you knew you shouldn't be feeling. You were hypnotized, lost to the maze in the gray of his eyes, and as much as you wanted to fight it- you were enjoying it.

Bucky paused, his tongue darting out to lick his lips as he stared a hole in you.

"You deserve better, doll. You deserve to know how it feels for a man to give everything for you. To you."

You looked down in shame, but he tilted your chin back up with a metal finger.

"Can I ask you something?" He said, his face dangerously close to your own.

You didn't know why, but you didn't feel threatened. You knew that might be a mistake- that in most cases it was, but something about the way he looked at you made your head buzz, and you wanted more.

"Yes?" You said, almost in a whisper.

"Do you want to know how it feels?" He asked, his breath heavy and eyes dark. "For a man to worship you?"

Your eyes widened, your heart beating like a drum in your throat. You felt so light headed that you wondered if you'd had too much to drink- then you remembered you'd only had a few sips. Whatever this feeling was, you felt it sober.

"What do you mean?" You breathed, eyes fixed on the way his Adams apple moved when he swallowed.

"I can give you everything he never will. If you'll have me."

The room was spinning. The only thing standing still was you, and him. You breathing was fast and fluttering, your stomach filled with butterflies like a schoolgirl seeing her crush. You cursed yourself; everything you felt was wrong. Your boyfriend was fine, this was cheating. He treated you fine, he just... had needs. You couldn't expect him to be satisfied with just you, with eating your pussy.

Then you stole a glimpse of him out of the corner of your eye, his hands wandering another girls body, gripping her ass, pushing himself onto her drunkenly. You decided then and there that you'd had enough.

You looked up at Bucky, who was patiently awaiting an answer. "Yes. Ok." You breathed, bottom lip trembling slightly.

His red lips formed a gentle smile as he extended his hand to you. You took it, glancing over your shoulder at your soon-to-be ex boyfriend before Bucky whisked you away.

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The drive to Bucky's apartment was quiet, but not unpleasant. Quiet 30's jazz played on the radio as he pulled into the narrow gravel driveway. You marveled at how he could afford a place like this in New York; everyone you knew rented.

"No offense, but how on earth did you manage to buy this place?" You asked as the car stopped.

Bucky chuckled. "Um, we have a family business."

You nodded, though that didn't fully explain it. Bucky got out of the car, walking around to your side to help you out. You made the mental observation that your boyfriend never opened the door for you. You followed him inside, holding his hand as if he wasn't a man you'd just met. You wondered to yourself if this was normal for hookups- or whatever you'd call this.

Just minutes later he was tossing you onto his bed like you weighed nothing, your heart hammering in its cage as you watched him loosen his tie with a prosthetic finger, stalking towards you in a way that made your mouth dry. He climbed into bed, crawling towards you as you swallowed a lump in your throat.

You leaned in to kiss him, not knowing what else to do. His soft lips met yours, a hand cupping you cheek as he gently kissed you back. It was evident he was trying not to overwhelm you.

"Mm." He hummed, his tongue grazing your bottom lip. "Your lips taste wonderful bella, but I have a goal to taste all of you tonight."

Your thighs clenched at his velvet words, and he definitely noticed, shifting down as his hands squeezed the soft flesh of your legs. He pressed a kiss to your inner thigh and you bit back a moan. He slowly pulled your dress up and over your head, his kisses getting closer and closer to your growing arousal.

"Does your boyfriend" he almost spat the word out like something foul-tasting, "taste her?" He asked, nodding at your already dripping, clothed cunt.

You shook your head, heat radiating from your whole body. "No." You murmured in response. You were already absently undoing the buttons to his shirt, revealing his deliciously muscular torso.

Bucky looked disgusted at your response. "Oh, I'm going to ruin you with my tongue, baby." He rumbled, positioning you under him as he pulled your knees apart with firm hands, shifting down so that his head was between your thighs. "I'm going to give you what I know you deserve."

You were quivering, but you couldn't control it. You had never been treated like this- talked to like this. By anyone. It had you dripping and oozing before you'd even been touched.

Bucky hooked a finger into the waistband of your panties, pausing to look up at you for permission before he went any further. You nodded vigorously, one hand wandering down to his tousled dark hair.

He tugged your underwear down, taking in your already shining pussy and licking his lips. "Jesus babydoll, all this already?" He purred, leaning down to lick the inside of your thigh, cleaning up some of your slick with his tongue.

You moaned loudly, your grip tightening on his hair. You were embarrassed- you knew you shouldn't be this horny already. You couldn't help it though, it felt so good, so natural.

His tongue lazily trailed up to your folds, his hot sticky breath making you gasp. Your thighs were held firmly apart in his massive hands as he began to suck on your aching clit, moaning at just the taste of you. You moaned again and again, hips rolling forward against his head with every lick and swirl of his tongue.

He stopped briefly, licking your arousal off of his lips as he looked up at you, eyes dark with longing. "Who's all this for, sweetness? This for that boyfriend of yours?" He asked, slapping the side of your thigh.

You whimpered at his touch, still humping the air where his warm tongue used to be. "N-no, it's all for you."

Bucky grinned, licking his lips as you swore you watched the devil creep into him, his smile wolfish as he bent back down to eat you out.

"That's what I fucking thought. Moaning and dripping for me already- honey we're just getting started." He growled as his tongue slipped into your seeping pussy, lapping at curling as you let out a gasp of pleasure.

He rubbed your clit with one hand as he fucked you with his silver tongue. You could feel your abdomen twisting and churning as you moaned and panted, palming his hair as you got closer and closer to your climax. You thought you had died and gone to heaven; you had never felt this ethereal, sticky bliss in your life.

"You taste just as sweet as I thought you would, baby." Bucky moaned into your folds as he sucked and lapped. "Got me drunk off of your pussy."

Your moans grew lighter as you suddenly felt yourself releasing, your core cramping and spasming as your cunt contracted and you gushed all over his tongue. Bolts of electricity shot through your body, making you dizzy as your vision grew cloudy and you heard yourself moaning Bucky's name over and over.

"Shh, that's my sweet girl, came so fucking good for me doll." You heard Bucky soothing as you came down from your high, his hands fondling your exposed breasts as he kissed you.

"I- I..." You panted, swallowing hard as you tried to catch your breath.

"What is it bella?" He murmured, trailing kisses down your neck.

"I want you, please..." You whimpered, your thighs still clenching.

He locked eyes with you, his own glinting with a devilish light. "What do you want me to do, sweet thing?"

Your desperation was making his cock twitch in his pants, but this wasn't about him. This was about showing you what it was like to be pleasured out of your mind, to have someone worship your body. Still, he knew what he was craving, and he didn't know how much longer he could hold off.

You reached down and palmed at his clothed dick, feeling his cock harden even more from your touch. He groaned, his grip on you growing tighter.

"I want you, please Bucky, I want your cock." You pleaded, feeling him and growing wetter all over again.

Your words made his cock twitch, and he suddenly grabbed your hands, pinning them over your head so that you were helplessly trapped underneath him. He leaned in, his lips less than an inch from yours.

"Fucking beg for it." He snarled, his voice oozing with lust.

You felt your clit quivering again as you leaned in to kiss him, but he pulled away as he waited for your response. It was clear you'd have to work this time.

"Please Bucky, I'm so fucking wet for you, I need you to fill me up. Haven't had anyone fill me before baby, I just want you, please..." You begged, hands wandering his bare chest and down to the buttons of his pants, picking at them desperately.

"Jesus doll, you really are a cock-hungry little whore aren't you?" He rumbled, his cock throbbing and leaking in his pants now. He wanted to let you take it out, suck on it, claim it as yours... but he was too far into the game now, and the power he craved had rushed straight to his head.

"I am, I am baby. Please Bucky..." You whined as he pushed your hands away from his fly.

"Oh you'll get it baby, you're going to take all of me up your tight little cunt in just a minute. But you've been bad, and I need to punish you first." He growled, his hands grabbing you roughly by the waist and flipping you over, your bare ass exposed to him.

You yelped and whimpered suddenly as you felt his massive hand smack the flesh of your ass, the sting turning you on in a way you didn't know was possible.

"Oh, fuck baby!" You yelped again as his hand met your ass. He hit you again, and again, all the while pressing his clothed, throbbing cock into your ass and groaning with longing.

"You've been a bad little slut," He grunted as he spanked you again, tears forming in your eyes. "Letting little boys with tiny dicks fuck that sweet pussy of yours, letting them use you."

You yelled in pain and fisted the sheets as his hand smacked your ass harder than before, realizing that the cold feeling was from his metal arm. He was really trying to punish you.

"You're mine now, understand?! Every single fucking part of you!" He snarled.

You nodded, crying. "I-I am." You whined.

The devil was in him now; his head buzzing and reeling with animalistic urges. He wanted to fucking own you, to marry you and please you and spoil you the way the knew was best for you. This was no one night stand: it had morphed into something else, something deep and primal and personal.

"Then fucking say it, you little slut. Tell me who owns you." He growled into your ear, groaning as his member pressed against your ass.

"You do Bucky! I'm yours!" You moaned, arching your back as you felt him press himself into you.

"Good girl. Now you're gonna take me just like I tell you to, right?" He asked, his tone oozing sweetness again but with the same air of possessiveness. You heard the clink of his belt and the sound of his pants unzipping, and your thighs clenched with anticipation.

"Y-yes, yes daddy." You whined, the name slipping off of your tongue before you realized what you were saying.

There was a pause, and you felt your cheeks heat up as you wondered if you had gone too far. Then you felt a hand on your ass and hot breath on your neck as Bucky leaned down to growl in your ear.

"Do you call him that?"

"N-no, I'm sorry I-" You stammered before he cut you off.

"Good, I'm your daddy from now on. Say it again babydoll, before you take my cock like the sweet thing you are." He rumbled, taking his rigid, veiny cock out and pumping it as precum drooled from the pulsing tip.

You trembled underneath him, your ass perked up and ready for him. "I'm yours, I'm yours daddy, fuck me Bucky please!"

You screamed as Bucky thrust himself into you at once, his massive length sliding into your pussy from behind, his balls falling heavy against your ass. He groaned loudly, eyes rolling back in his head as he went balls deep in you.

"Fuck! Jesus fucking Christ!" He grunted, his hips snapping against your ass as he thrust into you, humping your ass wildly. "God baby, you're so fucking deep and wet... ohhh..." He moaned, head falling forward as he panted.

He couldn't keep upright for long as you rutted back into him, moaning profusely as you felt his tip hit the perfect spot inside you. He bent over, arms sliding down to hold your hands in his as he pressed himself completely into you from behind.

"Buckyy... Ohh, h-how are you so big? Fuck." You moaned, fucked completely crosseyed. You relished the sloppy wet sound of his thick cock sliding in and out of you, and the sound of his balls smacking your ass. He was touching places you'd never felt touched, the curve of his huge cock rubbing and stimulating all the right spots inside you.

"That's fucking right babygirl, I want you to break on this cock. Oh, you're so fucking desperate, it makes me so fucking hard, God..."

Bucky was moaning as loud as you now, completely drunk with power and overstimulated already. He was a flirt sure, but he never brought girls home. Never once had someone taken his cock this well, brought him this close this fast. When this was over, he was going to spoil the fuck out of you, worship your every breath. You were his entire world in that moment.

"B-Bucky, I'm..." You moaned loudly, his tip leaking precum all over your sensitive spot. "I'm so sensitive, I don't know if I can cum again, please..."

Bucky grunted like an animal, his arms wrapped completely around you now as he rutted and humped you desperately. "Ohh... I don't think so sweetheart, I think you've got one more in you. Cum one more time for daddy, baby, please. You're being so so good for me. My obedient little cockslut."

Your vision was going dim, your head reeling with overstimulation as you squirmed under him. You had never felt this full in your life. You wanted to stay like this forever, with his fat cock buried deep inside you.

"Oh baby, I'm s-such a slut... I can't... Ah! Ahh!" You panted suddenly as he reached under you to rub your clit, adding a whole new layer of overstimulation that sent you spiraling over the edge. Your pussy clenched harder than you'd ever felt it, cumming all over his cock as you went rigid under him, toes curling as your orgasm ripped through you.

"Jesus fuck. Oh you're such a good little slut for me babygirl, love the way you cum on my fat cock. I'm gonna cum soon too from pounding your ass like this. Ohh..." Bucky groaned, his balls thrusting into you shallowly for some relief, already heavy with cum. He had never been overstimulated like this before- if he didn't cum soon, he was going to start fucking every single part of you he could until he got relief from the aching knot in his cock.

Suddenly you slammed backward into his dick, bottoming him out as he yelled with pleasure, backing arching as he felt himself start to release.

"Here if fucking comes, you little whore. This what you wanted? Daddy's cum in your tight little cunt? Oh fuck baby, fuck, fuck!" He groaned loudly, his breathing shallow and ragged as his thrusts stuttered. He exploded inside you, painting your walls with ropes of hot cum as he moaned and moaned.

His weight collapsed on top of you as he rode out his orgasm, drunkenly twisting your hair in his thick fingers as he pressed sloppy kisses to your back and neck.

"That was so good bella, so so good. Never felt that good. Are you ok?" He breathed, pulling out of you and collapsing at your side.

You nodded, a warm fuzzy feeling spreading through you. "It was amazing. Thank you, Bucky." You smiled as his swollen lips kissed your forehead.

"Of course." He cupped your cheek, brushing a his thumb over your skin as he looked into your eyes. "You deserve the world, doll. And you should tell your boyfriend that."

You frowned, laughing a little in disbelief. "Bucky, after tonight, the only thing I'm telling him is goodbye. I want you."

He smiled in surprise, brushing a hand through your hair. "Are you sure?"

You nodded, kissing him softly. "I'm absolutely sure."

He just kissed you and smiled, pulling you closer so that you could lay on his chest. He tugged the blankets over the two of you, and you melted at the warmth and care he was showing you. Any uncertainty you felt at the beginning of the night had dissolved; now all that left was warmth and tenderness and love for the man you'd fallen for in one night.

It was quiet for a while, then Bucky spoke: "Are you spending the night, or should I take you home?" He asked softly, playing with your hair.

You looked up at him, grinning playfully. "Where would you rather have round two?"

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Synonyms Masterlist

This is a series of Dark!Avengers fics that all connect to each other. Each centers around a different Avenger luring in and kidnapping the reader. They can all be read as stand alones or together as a seies. If you’re going to read all of them I suggest reading them in the order I have them in. 

Peter Parker

This is where this idea came from and happens chronologically after the other ones. I would suggest reading it either first or last.

Your Room - One shot - reader-insert - Dark!fic Warnings: Noncon/Dubcon, oral (female receiving), spankings, punishment, kidnapping, Stockholm syndrome, unprotected sex, smut, vaginal intercourse.

Summary: Your life is bland and boring but not for long. What happens when you catch the eye of a certain super hero?

Steve Rogers

Jumping In - One shot - Warnings: 18+ adult content!!, Kidnapping, smut, Dark fic, vaginal fingering, noncon/dubcon, yandere.

Summary: You submit your application to the Avengers as a joke. You’re nowhere near qualified enough for the job. So why do they want you?

Tony Stark 

Your Mask - One Shot -. Warnings: 18+ adult content, Non Con/dub con, kidnapping, smut, Dark!, blackmail.

Summary: You’re an independent woman working her way up through corporate America. What happens when a a one-night stands turns into an obsession?

Natasha Romanoff 

Books - One shot - Warnings: 18+ Adult content, Noncon/dubcon, smut, oral, yandere.

Summary: You meet the most beautiful girl. She’s everything you’ve always dreamt of. Red flags? What red flags?

Sam Wilson 

Routines (Dark!Sam Wilson x Reader) Warnings: 18+ adult content, Dark!, Noncon/dubcon, vaginal fingering, punishment, spanking, Stalking, voyeurism (kinda), masturbation. 

Summary: You run into Sam at the grocery store one evening decide to catch up. He wants more though and won’t take no for an answer. You’re his and it’s only a matter of time before you realize that.

Thor

Alone - One shot - Warnings:18+ Adult content. Dark!, kidnapping, forced marriage, noncon/dubcon, oral (male receiving), violence, spit kink, Smut, Thor is mean af in this.

Summary: You’ve been hiding on earth for years after running away from an arranged marriage with Thor. What happens when fate brings him to your place of work?

Bucky Barnes

Focus - Dark!Bucky Barnes x ADHD!Reader Warnings! Dark! 18+ content, vaginal fingering, noncon/dubcon, smut, kidnapping, oral (female receiving)

Summary: You never should have taken the job cleaning for Stark industries. The Avengers might be heroes on the outside but something sinister lies just beneath the surface.

Loki

Synonyms - Dark!Loki x reader Warnings: Dark! 18+ adult content. Smut, noncon/dubcon, stalking, kidnapping, vaginal fingering.

Summary - You’re average in every way, Loki doesn’t think so though.

Head canon - Pregnancy and baby showers. 

Head Canon- Honeymoons.

Hotter than hell (Eddie Munson x fem!reader)

Summary: Eddie and the reader are best friends that are in love with each other and have sex while high. That's it, that's the plot.

Warnings: smut, pwp, fingering, oral (f and m receiving), choking, spit kink, recreational drug use, unprotected sex, cursing, not beta read

Notes: I haven't written any fanfiction in the last 6 years, I lost all of my motivation to write. And then Stranger Things introduced this man and I instantly fell in love with him. This was also posted on my ao3 alterevak2121.

You were laying on Eddie's bed, feeling euphoric and really horny. Maybe, if you weren't high, you would've realized that what you were planing to do wasn't a good idea, but thankfully, you were far too gone for that.

"Eddie?" you asked, biting your lower lip.

"Hmm?" he hummed, not even looking at you, too lost in his own world. He looked so beautiful like this, his lips slightly parted, the moonlight illuminating his features. Moments like these were your favourite, when you could just lay down next to him, forgetting everything else in the world. It was just the two of you, nothing else existed. You wished it could be like this all the time.

"Can I ask you something?" you turned around so you were laying on your stomach, purposefully pushing your tits out. Eddie's eyes instantly fell to your cleavage as he licked his lips.

"Of course, sweetheart."

"Am I pretty?" you asked, taking a strand of his hair, twirling it around your finger.

"You're very pretty." he said with a small grin.

"But am I pretty-pretty, or are you just saying that because you feel obligated to, since we're friends?"

Eddie let out a chuckle, rubbing his knuckles up and down your arm.

"You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, sweetheart." And he really meant that. The second he laid his eyes on you for the first time, he knew there was no one more beautiful than you. You consumed his every waking thought. If only he wasn't such a coward and could tell you how he feels. But there was no way you felt for him what he felt for you, and he couldn't lose you. Having you as a friend was more than enough.

Only it wasn't. It was selfish, really, but he wanted you to be more than just friends. He wanted to hold your hand, kiss you, take you on dates. But you were so perfect, so kind and gorgeous. And Eddie was Eddie. How could someone like you fall for him? There was no way. So he tortured himself every night, falling asleep to the thoughts of you, and hoped it would get easier with time.

"Aww. And you're the prettiest boy I've ever seen." you kissed his cheek, making him let out a sigh.

It's like you knew the effect you had on him, and did all of this on purpose. But that was just his mind messing with him. He knew you would never do that to him. You were way too nice for that.

"Yeah? Do you mean that, or do you feel obligated to say it, because I told you you're pretty?" Eddie teased, making you giggle.

"I'm saying it, because I always thought you were beautiful, Eddie. I love your eyes, and that adorable smile." you pinched his cheek lightly, making his face screw up. Your eyes were glazed over and you looked so content.

"And I really want to sit on your face, but we're not gonna talk about that." you said suddenly, after a few seconds of silence.

Eddie wasn't sure if he heard you correctly, but he felt his heart stop.

"What?" he sat up abruptly, making you let out a squeal. "Are you joking?"

"Nope." you grinned, trailing your fingers down his chest. You could feel his heart beating wildly beneath your palm, and that gave you even more confidence.

"You-you want to sit on my face?" he repeated, still not believing you.

"Well, it's a very pretty face."

"But-" you put one of your fingers on his lips, shutting him up.

"Too many questions, it's my turn now. Do you think my body's also pretty?" you asked him with a teasing smile. He tried to calm down, he really did, but he could already feel himself getting hard.

"Well, I haven't seen enough to form an opinion on that." he teased back, wanting to see just how far you would go.

"Wanna see?" But there's no way he could've prepared for that. He reached out and put his hand on your waist, just to make sure you were real and not a fragment of his imagination. But you were here, he could feel the heat radiating of your body, and your soft skin beneath his fingers. Did he die and go to heaven? Although, no, there's no way he could've gotten in. But it looked still more plausible than what was happening right now.

"W-wait you mean like right now? You want to show me right now?"

You were enjoying seeing Eddie like this and loved the fact that you had this effect on him.

"Yeah, why waste any time?" you grinned wickedly and pulled your shirt off.

Truth is, Eddie thought about you naked. All the time. But never, even in his wildest dreams, did he imagine you getting naked for him, in his room, in his bed. Fuck, did he get so high that he's hallucinating now? Because there's no way you're actually showing him your tits right now, right?

"So? What do you say, Munson?" you would've been nervous if this was anyone else. But this was Eddie, your Eddie, and the way he was looking at you right now was making you shiver.

Eddie gulped, letting his eyes roam your upper body.

"You're really, really hot, Y/N." Eddie finally said, licking his lips. His hands were twitching at his sides, he wanted to reach out and touch you so bad.

"Would you fuck me?" Without a doubt. But he couldn't just say that, could he?

"Why are you asking me all of this?"

"Because I'm really, really horny." you bit your lip, letting out a barely audible whimper.

"Last week when we were smoking together, I was so wet I was dripping down my thigh the whole way home." It was frustrating, really. Not only did you have feelings for your friend, but you also wanted him to fuck you senseless every time you were near him.

"And every single time I go home and touch myself, I think about you." you crawled into Eddie's lap, making him let out a groan. How was he supposed to keep his feelings at bay when you were testing his sanity like this?

"Especially your fingers and those rings. They really turn me on." you whispered into his ear, biting on his earlobe, making Eddie let out a moan.

"Fuck, Y/N."

Here you were, shirtless, sitting on his lap and telling him all of these things. And Eddie looked at you like he wanted to ruin you, and you were enjoying every second of it.

"I mean, you don't see it, but I literally worship the ground you walk on. And if you want me too, why not help each other out." you said, trailing your nail up and down his crotch.

Eddie let out a loud moan and you grinned to yourself. You had him exactly where you wanted him.

"So what do you say, Munson? Do you want me?"

Eddie didn't bother answering verbally. Instead, one of his hands found the back of your neck as he pulled you in for a kiss. It was hot and needy, all tongue and teeth. You could feel him getting harder under your thigh and you instinctively ground your hips down. He whimpered into your mouth, which only made you wetter. You were pretty sure you could cum just like this, dry humping him. And God, if Eddie didn't get a grip, he would definitely cum in his pants.

One of his hands moved to your tits, pinching your nipple slightly, making you throw your head back. He took the opportunity to bite and suck on your neck, leaving marks along the way. Your moans were getting louder, and it was kinda embarrassing considering the fact he didn't even do anything yet. You were starting to lose your control over him and the smug bastard could feel it.

You gripped his hair and pulled on it a little. Eddie stopped kissing your neck and looked at you questioningly. You pulled on the hem if his shirt, and he helped you take it off.

"It wasn't fair that I was the only one shirtless." you said breathlessly, running your tongue along the lines of his tattoo.

"You're right, baby."

"We should take off your jeans too, looks pretty uncomfortable." you said, palming his hard on, making Eddie let out a moan.

You could listen to those sounds forever. He looked so beautiful like this, and you wanted to just keep looking at him, but you also really wanted to get your mouth on his cock.

You kissed your way down his chest and torso, and pulled his zipper down with your teeth.

"Fuck." Eddie was losing his mind. You were definitely doing this on purpose, he was sure now.

He helped you get rid of his pants and you let your fingers linger on the band of his boxers.

"Y/N." he said warningly, clenching his teeth.

"Eddie." you giggled, letting your hand wander lower and lower, until it rested on his cock.

"Can I suck your dick?"

"Fuck, please baby." he whined.

"No need to beg, baby." you said in a sultry tone, getting on your knees. Eddie was standing before you, as you pulled down his boxers. You let out a moan when you finally saw his cock, clenching your thighs at the sight.

"Soo pretty." you said, looking at him in a trance-like state. You gripped him at the base and gave a few strokes, before taking him into your mouth, licking the pre-cum from his tip.

"Oh, fuck, sweetheart." he moaned, holding the back of your head as it bobbed up and down.

You moaned around his cock and Eddie instinctively pushed his hips forward, making you choke.

"Fuck, I'm so sorry, baby." he started to apologize, fearing he fucked it all up, but you stopped him.

"I want you to fuck my face, Eddie."

There was just something about you right now, the way you were looking up at him. He knew you could ask for anything and he would give it to you without a second thought.

Eddie just nodded, not trusting his voice. You were literally perfect, his good girl. You were so quiet and shy when he met you, and now, here you were, down on your knees, taking his cock into your mouth. He loved corrupting you.

You put your hands on his thighs for support, while he started to move his hips slowly.

"That's it, such a good girl, oh my god. You're taking me so well, baby." He stroked your cheeks and you closed your eyes at the sensation. You moaned around him again, when he thrusted a little more roughly.

"Wanna choke on my cock?" Despite what you two were doing right now, he was looking at you with so much adoration. You really loved this man with all your heart.

You nodded, giving Eddie permission to start fucking your throat. He was holding your hair in a ponytail, pushing your head until he hit the back of your throat, just holding you there for a second. You gagged, spit running down your jaw and tears welling up in your eyes.

Eddie loved the way you looked right now. He couldn't believe you were looking like this for him; because of him.

You were barely able to breathe, and your mascara was running down your face, but it felt so good. You swore you could do this for the rest of your life. Eddie was moaning loudly and you knew he was close.

"Fuck, Y/N, sweetheart, stop." he pulled you off of his cock by your hair, making you whimper.

"Come here, baby." he said, helping you get up from the floor. He wiped the saliva and tears from your face, and kissed you softly. He pushed you down on the bed, lips still locked together.

"Let's take these off." he said, unbuttoning your jeans and pulling them down your legs. He kissed the soft skin of your thighs, dangerously close to where you wanted him. You raised your hips so he could pull down your panties.

Eddie was convinced now, this WAS heaven.

"Eddie." you whined, urging him to touch you.

"Fuck. This is the prettiest pussy I've ever seen." he said, running a finger through your folds, collecting your slick.

"You really weren't kidding when you said you were dripping. Gonna make a mess, sweetheart."

Eddie leaned in and licked a stripe down your cunt, making you let out a lewd moan.

"You taste so good sweetheart, gonna eat this pussy like it's my last meal." And boy, was he dedicated. He alternated between licking your pussy and sucking on your clit, and you were seeing stars from how good it felt. You were a mess, all that was coming out of your mouth were loud moans and chants of "Eddie, Eddie, Eddie".

"Eddie, need your fingers." He hummed in acknowledgment, giving you one last lick and pulling away. You brushed his hair out of his face, stroking his cheek gently. He looked up at you, intertwining your hand with his.

"You're so fucking perfect." he kissed your knuckles, pulling his hand away and bringing it down to your pussy. He circled your hole with his finger, dipping it in slightly.

"Such a pretty little hole." he said, looking down at you in awe. "Gonna look so good stretched around me." He pushed in his middle finger slowly. "So tight."

Eddie found a pace that was good for the both of you and started fingering you, pushing his finger in and out.

"Please, need more."

"You really can't get enough, huh? So needy." He added a second finger and after a while a third one.

"Tell me Y/N, what else do you fantasize about?"

You couldn't answer him, too lost in the pleasure he was causing you. Eddie stopped fingering you, making you whimper. "Fuck, please, Eddie."

"Come on sweetheart, be a good girl, don't make me ask again."

You could barely think straight, let alone say a coherent sentence. But you wanted him, needed him so bad.

"Y-your hand wrapped around my throat. I wonder what your rings would feel like against my skin, while you're choking me. I want you to be rough with me, I want you to ruin me."

Eddie stroked his hand up your chest, stopping to massage your tits and pinch your nipples. He started fingering you again, making you let out a sigh. His free hand wrapped around your neck, choking you lightly. He put a bit more pressure on your throat, restricting your air flow.

You moaned, feeling so close to the sweet release. Everything he was doing was just bringing you closer to the edge. His fingers released your throat, slightly stroking the side of your neck.

"Good girl." Eddie praised, making you whimper, your cunt clenching around his fingers. He stroked your bottom lip with his thumb, and you parted your lips, so he could push it in. Your tongue wrapped around his finger, sucking on it and biting gently, before he pulled it out of your mouth.

"Spit in my mouth."

Eddie's brain short-circuited. There's no way you actually said what he heard you say, right?

Except he did hear you correctly, thank god, because having to repeat that sentence would've been humiliating.

"Open your mouth for me, baby." You did as you were told, opening your mouth for him. Eddie leaned over you, his face inches apart from yours.

You closed your eyes in ecstasy when you felt his saliva run down your tongue. Christ, this really shouldn't turn you on as much as it did.

You were so close and Eddie could feel it. He spit on your pussy and started rubbing your clit. You were getting dizzy, barely able to hear Eddie's praises. Your thighs clenched, your moans were getting louder, and finally, you felt your orgasm wash over you in waves.

But Eddie didn't stop, he continued fingering you. You reached out and tried to push his hand away, holding his wrist tightly, but he didn't budge.

"You know what I want from you, baby. Give me one more."

"Can't, Eds-" you whimpered.

"It's okay, sweetheart. Just breathe."

Despite your protests, you could already feel your high approaching again. Your whole body was on fire.

"Good girl, such a good girl for me."

"Please Eddie, need your cock inside me." you whimpered.

"How can I say no to that? You look so pretty, baby."

He finally pulled his fingers out of your pussy, your wetness dripping down on his mattress. You whined at the emptiness.

"Aw, my little slut just needs to be stuffed full all the time, doesn't she?" God, did this man have any idea what he was doing to you?!

Eddie reached out for the condoms in his night stand, when your hand stopped him.

"Need to feel all of you, Eddie. I'm on the pill."

"Are you sure?"

"Mhm. Want you to cum inside my pussy." He couldn't deny you anything, especially when you looked so pretty for him.

"Turn around. Ass up, hands behind your back." Eddie reached for the bandana hanging on his lamp, and wrapped it around your wrist, pinning them together behind your back.

"Is this okay?" he asked, planting a kiss on your shoulder.

"Yes."

He positioned his cock at your entrance, pushing the tip in, making you both moan. He pushed in, until he was fully inside of you. You felt so full. He gave you time to adjust to the feeling, when you started pushing your hips back. You needed him to move.

"Fuck me, Eddie." you whined. He finally started thrusting his hips, making you cry out.

"My little slut." Eddie's palm came in contact with your ass, leaving a red mark.

"More." you moaned out. He slapped your ass again and again.

"So perfect for me, sweetheart." Eddie praised, caressing the red flesh.

One of his hands wrapped around your neck, pulling you up, into his chest, choking you lightly. Your head was spinning and your ears were buzzing. You felt your orgasm approaching again.

"So close." you whimpered, and Eddie's thumb started rubbing your clit.

"Come for me, baby. Come for me, so I can fill you up."

Your whole body was shaking when you came, singing praises for Eddie.

"That's it, baby. Good girl."

"Fuck, Eddie, please-" It was too much.

"You can take it, baby. Just a little more." His thrusts became more erratic, and he moaned your name. He gave 3 final, rough thrusts and came with a loud groan, emptying his cum inside of you.

Sweat was clinging to your bodies, both of you were breathless. Eddie kissed your shoulder and pulled out of you.

He ran his fingers through your dripping folds, pushing them in.

"Can't waste a single drop. Want you full of my cum." You whimpered, your pussy overstimulated, your body still shaking with the aftershocks of your orgasm.

"Open your mouth, see how good we taste together." You opened your mouth and Eddie pushed his fingers inside. You licked and sucked them clean. You loved the taste of him on your tongue.

He laid down on the bed next to you, and pulled you close, your head resting on his chest, his arms around your waist. You took one of his hands and intertwined your fingers with his, resting it on his chest.

"You know I've been dreaming about this since we met?" Eddie's knuckles were caressing your arms and back, his voice soothing you.

"About us having sex?" you teased, turning your head to look at him.

"About laying with you here, like this." his fingers brushed the hair from your forehead, before softly kissing you. "I'm in love with you."

"I'm in love with you too, Eddie."

"Can I take you out on a date?"

"Only if you kiss me again." you smiled, one of your hands caressing his cheek as he started to lean in.

"As you wish."

Polka Dotted Dress• 18+ Content

Warnings- Adultery, Pantie Kink, Size Kink, Kitchen Sex, Mentions of Breeding, Unprotected Sex, Pet Names, Slight Degrading and Praising.

Summary- Tainted by the thought of your husband cheating with his assistant; You let the sinful thoughts of you new neighbor creep into your mind as you watch him tend to his lawn.

Pairings- Neighbor!Bucky Barnes & Housewife!Reader

Word count- 2.4k

Author’s Note- I got my inspiration to write this from another author— please check their stories out. @heavysoldat 💓

You sat on the rocking chair on your front porch; twirling the glass of fresh lemonade in your hand. You watched your new neighbor, James; eyes thirsting over the beads of sweat trickling down his chiseled abs.

Your hands moved on their own, your palms resting over the polka dotted fabric that covered your thighs. Your body softened into the wooden chair, gripping the chubbiness of your thighs; wishing it was James.

Your tongue rolled over your lips unknowingly, watching closely as he stretched his biceps; the thick muscles flexing in the California sun. You felt disgusting thirsting over a man- other than your husband.

But, all you could think about was sweet revenge. The image of your husband screwing another girl was drilled into the deepest parts of your brain; burning your eyes every time you thought about it.

You wondered how he was in bed; wondering if he could fuck you better than your husband ever could. The thought of you creaming around his cock made your body temperature rise; the dampness between your legs growing as the illusions of James kept replaying in your mind.

You watched him set aside the weed wacker; pulling the beige-colored shirt off his shoulders, wiping it down his chest- collecting any sweat droplets. You gulped down your lemonade, nearly creaming at the sight of him.

Without thought, you stood up. You made your way over to your white fence, hoping it was close enough for James to hear you. You wore a virtuous smile, moistening your pink lips. “Hello, James.” You said above your normal tone.

James looked over at you, a gracious smile spreading across his handsome face. “Y/n, It’s nice to see you again.”

The way he said your name made you weak in the knees; your knee-length polka-dotted dress just barely covering your buckling knees. “I know you’re probably hot with all this manual labor, would you like a fresh cup of lemonade?”

A sweet smile wiped over James’ face, “I’d love some, Doll.”

*

You stood on your tippy toes, reaching for one of the many glass cups you had. James sat behind the kitchen island, snickering softly as he watched you struggle. “Need some help?” He asked, that thick voice making you shudder.

“Nope. Just sit and relax.” You said sweetly, closing the wooden cabinet; placing the glass cup on the counter. You opened the refrigerator door, reaching for the fresh pitcher of lemonade.

You poured a decent amount in the pint glass, leaving the pitcher on the counter. “Here ya go, James.” You said, setting the cup in front of him.

James gulped down the confectionary lemonade, sucking his teeth as he set the cup back down. He wiped off the excess juice with the white napkin; licking his lips to savor the taste. You chuckled humbly, reaching for the half-empty pitcher; offering James another glass.

“I’m all good. We should probably save some for your husband.” James chuckled, placing his napkin back on the pure marble countertops.

You nibbled on your bottom lip, staring blankly ahead of you. The same image that haunted your dreams popped up in your head; the sound of your husband moaning another woman’s name nearly made you sick.

Your fingers fluttered into the fabric of your dress; your knuckles turning white from the tight grip. The pain still ate at you, tearing your emotions apart rapidly; you gulped down the tears that were slowly creeping up on you- reminding yourself that your husband didn’t deserve the satisfaction of it.

You replaced your blank expression with a beaming smile, “He’s working late today, he isn’t much of a lemonade person anyway.” You clarified, propping your elbows up on the counter.

“That’s a shame, it was truly delicious,” James said, patting the countertop as he hoisted himself to his feet. “I should get going though, I still have some things to unpack.”

Your back quickly straightened, your hands stretching over the kitchen’s island. You grabbed onto James’ arm, feeling his biceps tense at your grasp. “Uh, sorry.” You quickly dropped your grip, your face softened at his questioning gaze.

James framed straightened out, his steel eyes looking down at you like you were his prey. “Something wrong, Y/n?” His voice pierced through you, snapping you away from your train of thought.

You covered your mouth, coughing into your palm; clearing your throat. “It’s gets awfully lonely, keep me company?” You looked up at James, wearing an innocent expression; but the glimmer in your eyes hinting at something else.

James studied you, focusing on your delicate facial expression; and the glimmer in your eyes. He watched you play with the ruffles on your dress and the way you picked at your chipped nail polish. His body inched closer to yours; practically giving off his body heat.

His tongue rolled over his lips, his pearly white teeth slowly sinking into the plush skin that protected his lips. “Forgive me, but I believe I’m getting the wrong impression.” He said sinfully, his smirk widening as your cheeks became bothered.

You closed the distance between your bodies, reaching for his broad hand and parking it on your waist. James’ eyes widened, a guilty hunger taking over his mind. “No. Nothing wrong about the impression I’m giving.” You spoke softly, your voice just barely above a hum.

You felt his hand twitch, his fingers scarcely touching the fabric of your dress. “Are you sure? I don’t want to be the person that ruins marriages.” James said, thinking of the consequences you clearly ignored.

You stood on your tippy toes, just hardly coming face to face with James. You perked your lips up, grazing his; “My marriage was ruined the moment he put his dick inside someone else.”

James’ nostrils flared, a sharp inhale puffing out his chest. His colossal hands latched onto your waist, his fingertips digging into your polka dot dress. He pulled your body into his, your chest rubbing against his bare body. “Tell me what you want, Doll.” He demanded, waiting for your consent before he went any further.

You looked up at James, desperation swimming in the darkness of your eyes. “I want you, James. I want you to fuck me better than he could.” You practically whined.

Without a word, James lifted your body onto the countertops; grabbing hold of your knees and spreading your legs apart. Your body withered into the countertops; goosebumps trickling along your skin as James hauled himself between your legs.

You looked up at him, your eyes round and wide; like a deer caught in the headlights. His tall frame towered over you, those icy eyes thinking of all the things he could do to you. “Trust me, Doll. I’m going to ruin you.” He cooed, his calloused palm pushing underneath your dress.

Your mouth opened, a shaky string of inhales making your shoulders puff up. His sizzling hands pushed up the inner apex of your thigh, his pinky just barely grazing the damp spot on your panties. You gnawed on your bottom lip, feeling James’ hands snake underneath your thighs.

He propped your legs up on the counter, the skirt of your dress riding up; your white panties on full display. James chuckled, tapping his finger against the bow that decorated the lace white panties. Your body jolted from the light touch, the pools of slick oozing out of you as he drug his finger down your seeping cunt.

“Jesus, Doll. You’re already soaked for me.” He muttered, rubbing circles on the puddle on your panties. He bucked up at you, watching your eyes roll back from the friction; your rosy pink lips hanging wide open.

“James, please.” You cried, dreading the torturous teasing he was putting your needy body through.

James looked at you, raising an eyebrow; signaling for you to go on. “C’mon, Doll. I know a dirty slut like you can do a lot better than that.” He degraded, his fingers slipping under the waistband of your panties.

You gulped down the dry lump in your throat, your thighs quivering as his velvety touch. “Please, James. I need you, so bad. Fuck me, please.” You begged him.

James smiled, finding satisfaction in your measly pleads. He slipped your panties on your ankles, stuffing the lace fabric in his pockets. “I’ll keep these. Maybe I’ll show your husband one day, give ‘em a hint of how filthy you are.”

A sweet, delectable moan slipped through your lips, your ooze now puddling on the countertops. Your eyes googled James’ body, focusing on the growing and hardened bulge in his jeans. He watched your eyes widen-- your pupils dilated. “This what you want, Doll?” He teased, palming his dick through his denim jeans. “This big cock all in your pretty, tight little pussy?”

You spread your legs further; your dress now gathered at your stomach. “Fuck, yes. I want it so bad”

Your sweet voice was like music to his ears. James wasted no time pulling his belt out from the loops of his jeans; he unzipped his pants, tugging them down to the mid of his thigh. His erection sprung out, the head of his cock red and swollen; pre-cum dripping down the veiny sides of his cock.

He grabbed the bottom of his shaft, pumping the head of his cock; letting it twitch in his tight grip. His body inched closer to yours, lining his tip up to your soaked hole. He looked up at you, adoring your twisted face as he slowly pushed himself inside you.

He took it slow, letting you become accustomed to every inch before he moved his hips. His thick cock bottomed out inside you, the head of his cock brushing against your sweet spot with the slightest movement of his body.

His cock stretched you out, your tight and warm walls clasping around the girth of him— making his thrust more restrained. James gripped the bottom of your thighs, holding your legs firmly apart, and huddled closer against your chest.

Your soft moans filled the kitchen, each one of his heavy thrusts sending you into a foggy daze. “You feel so fuckin’ good, Doll. Taking my cock like the little slut you are.” He grunted out, smacking his hips against the back of your thighs.

Your body jolted from his rough stroke, your walls contracted his hefty length. Your skin was red and bruised, his hips repeatedly slamming into you with no mercy. “Fuck, James. Just like that!” You moaned, licking your dry lips as your body shook against the countertops.

A malicious smirk grew on his face, watching your eyes roll to the back of your head. His hand gripped the adiposity of your thighs, leaving red marks from the harshness of his grip. “Tell me, Doll. Does your husband make you feel this good?”

He pulled his hips back, his cock slipping out of your wet pussy. You looked at him with crossed eyes, whining from the loss of his cock. He chuckled at your fucked out expression, using his free hand to grab the bottom of his shaft. “Or are you just my cock hungry slut?”

James slammed his cock back inside you— your back arching from the brutality as his thrust. Your body turned into mush, your arms lazily holding your body up— solely relying on James to keep you steady. “I’m ju-just yours.” You stuttered out, feeling his cock brush deep inside you.

You felt your high approach you, your core swallowing an uneasy knot; making your vision became cloudy and your mind turn into complete rubber. His cock rubbed against your sweet spot, the curve of his dick reaching spots your husband never could. Your body was engulfed in flames, becoming uncomfortably hot as your core started to snap.

“Shit! Oh, yes. Just like that, James.” You wailed, screwing your eyes shut.

James felt your walls grip his cock, tightening with every thrust he laid inside you. “Mhm, go ‘head, Y/n. Cum all over my cock, let it go.” He cooed, keeping your thighs pried open before they could shutter close.

You nodded your head rapidly, letting the tight feeling in your core snap. Your body spasmed underneath James’ grip, your creamy white cum coating every inch of his cock. Your body fell into the countertops, still getting fucked through your intense orgasm.

James fucked you through your orgasm— his cock twitching against your taut walls as he watched your orgasmic expression wipe over your flustered face. He felt his abdomen twist, his sweaty abs flexing with every thrust he forced inside the tightness of your pussy.

“You feel that, Doll?” James reached for your hand, knowing your mind couldn’t comprehend where he was going. He held your palm on your lower abdomen, letting you feel how deep inside you he truly reached.

“That’s my cock, deep inside this pretty pussy of yours. Can your husband reach that deep?” He mocked the determination that your husband lacked, watching your eyebrows furrow together from the heavy degradation.

“N-No, only yo-you.” You managed to get out.

James smirked, loving how submissive you were. Your body started to quiver again, another pent-up orgasm building up in your burning hot core. James watched your hole swallow him completely, sticking to the lengthy sides of his cock.

His cock twitched inside you, his balls tightened as that tight feeling in his stomach slowly started to fall apart. “Mm, shit. I’m gonna cum, Y/n.” He gritted his teeth, his eyes barely open enough to see how fucked out you looked.

“I’m gonna cum all inside this pussy, claim this little cunt as mine and only mine.”

His dominant words sent you overboard, that built-up orgasm snapping abruptly. Your back arched— pressing against James’ sweaty chest; feeling the sweat soak up into your dress. James watched you spasm beneath him, your pussy creaming around his cock once more.

With a few lazy thrusts, James’ seed was painting your pink walls— the warmness of his cum making your body tremble. James slammed into you one more time, the last drop of his cum seeping into your cunt. Your body withered against him, his rough hands reaching for your waist.

He kept his cock inside you, pulling your body away from his. He looked down at you, smiling proudly at your dumb-fucked expression. “How long until that husband of yours gets home?”

Undone

Pairing:- Demon/Mafia Bucky Barnes x Female Reader (use of the Pet name -Angel)

Word Count:- 4939

Warnings:- 18+ Dark Fic - for criminal themes mentioned and implied. Mafia AU. Mafia Bucky and Demon Bucky - they both carry a warning equally. Demon Powers. Supernatural world hinted at. Oral sex - both male and female giving and receiving. Vaginal sex. Public sex. Forced voyeurism as punishment. Edging. Orgasm denial. Bondage. Shadows manifesting. Drinking. Drugs. Mention of insecurities. Criminal activities. Mentions of violence. Hinted at  marriage problems (but there is no cheating - only assumptions) revenge. Desire. Biting. Pain mixed with pleasure. Swearing. Possessive Bucky. Dirty talking. I think this covers everything found within but still proceed with caution in case one or two things have slipped through. 

A/N:- This idea was born from this ask here and grew into a 4939 one-shot. Though in truth I’m not ready to give up Demon/Mafia Bucky and it will probably have many more one-shots included thanks to @thefallenbibliophilequote ask. I have had so much fun writing this story, and can’t wait to return to both Demon/Mafia Bucky and his Angel. 

Dividers by @firefly-graphics​ and banners are by @maysdigitalarts​

Summary:- A man seeking revenge on Bucky lays his hands on you. Bucky is ruthless in his punishment, and possessive in the way he shows that you are his, and nobody can take you from him. 

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