buckybarnesplum

[buckybarnesplum]

late night hours

summary: boss!walter takes you in his office

tags: porn what plot, workplace sex, riding, blowjob/oral sex (m receiving), female reader, use of “slut”

word count: 2.2k

inspiration: rework of a fic of reader x karl mayer, which was inspired by his relationshop with bree.

it all started with a little of wine in his dimly lit office.

just hours later, you ended up laid on top his desk, your legs spread with him between. there was no time for careful undressing, the detective was simply too impatient for that: there were more buttons ripped apart and zips undone with teeth than clothes being handled appropriately and slowly.

and when he FINALLY pulls that tight little dress off of you, he relishes in the sight of your matching black lingerie, which tells one simple truth: you'd been planning this way before you even walked in.

walter was the type to be absolutely clueless to the effect he had on the ladies: what with his tall, muscular frame that had him towering over anyone. so perfect, yet so humble. which somehow made it worse…

you let him whisper sweet nothings with that deep, smooth voice as he sucks at your exposed neck before pushing him down to his chair with your stiletto. walter gives a low whistle as your heel slowly traces his chest, downwards towards his crotch. the shoe playfully rubs and teases him, repeating this taunting motion until walter is groaning.

"fuck-- baby- you're killing me over here--" he moans out, a smirk growing across his lips.

"am i?" you tease.

once you were satisfied with his begs, you jump off the desk and immediately fall to your knees. walter watches excitedly as you take your place between his thighs, removing his sweater and tossing it to the floor like every article of clothing before it.

you unfasten his belt, making sure to keep eye contact the whole time. eventually, after releasing himself from the prison of his pants, walter blows a deep sigh of relief.

you undo the rest of the buttons on his shirt and leave soft, sloppy kisses down his chest, producing a trail of red lipstick stamps.

then, you lick at his muscular abdomen and lower your point of worship at a leisurely pace, until you reach his cock, aching and throbbing as if it were about to jump out of his boxers at any moment. drooling, you mouth at it through the fabric, walter’s low growls filling the air.

it is a pathetic, yet hauntingly beautiful sight: your panting around the imprint of his dick and sniffing at his intoxicating scent.

"oh, baby, you're drooling everywhere." he teased.

you scowl at him.

biting down on his boxers, you gradually manage to pull it down with just your teeth - walter watches with a smug look on his face, sinking back into his seat.

a groan spills from his lips as you pull down his boxers, unleashing his dick… all 7 inches..

you gulp - his cock is monstrous in length and girth.

veins trace the length and it seems to throb with your teasing touches, begging for more. as if your body moved by itself, his tip slips between your lips.

it feels hot. warmth fills your mouth as his dick sinks down your throat.

"good girl." a low grumble leaves his lips.

his words tremble as his cock disappears between your lips, and for the 3 inches which still evade your lips by the time you start to gag, you wrap your hand around and began to massage.

his girth is so impressive so even your hand struggles to handle him. for the length lodged inside your mouth, you give a gentle sunction.

"do you know how sexy you look with my cock down your throat?"

his hand moves to the back of your head, giving light guidance to your movement. the room fills with your lewd sucking noises. walter’s hand urges you to take more and more.

you allow him to push you down until your lips reach the base. mere seconds pass before you begin to struggle and gag uncontrollably, and a few more seconds pass before walter releases the back of your head.

"look at you, taking me so well--" he chuckles at your panting.

you take a second to catch your breath before you return to working. you can hear him suck in air sharply as you envelope one of his balls. walter groans as he leans back further in his chair.

"if i'd known what a good little cocksucker you were, I would've had you down here ages ago." he laughs.

"shut up." you spit out between gentle sucks, glaring at him as you stroke the length of his cock.

"love it when you talk back." walter says, holding up your hair into a ponytail as you return to sucking his length. he was a secret control freak, and as much as he loved watching you take the lead, he thought you had been doing that for long enough now.

just as he gently pushed down on your head, walter slowly lifts his leg and gently presses his heel into the flesh of your ass, driving you closer to him and goading more of his cock deeper inside your throat.

tears welling in the corners of your eyes, you continue to take as much of walter as he needed. you study his reactions, taking note of what he likes. quite funnily, walter’s eyes always seem to roll back into his head whenever you tease the slit of his tip; equally, you could never swirl your tongue around his dick without hearing a series of praises and grunts.

"fuck, baby, i'm so close---!" he groans out.

with those words, you quicken your pace, your head bobbing up and down with an impressive velocity. his hips begin to roll uncontrollably, shoving more of himself in you. your tongue presses against the underside of his cock, twisting and working with great drive.

walter drinks up the delicious sight, only made hotter by your submission to his hand. if only he could have you here, underneath his desk and working at his cock, during the day.

walter grunts loudly again and you feel his cock twitch violently inside your mouth.

"yea- here it comes, baby." you stifle your gag reflex and sheathe the entirety of his dick down your throat, choking as your feel the warm release pour down your throat.

for a few moments too long, walter holds your head down, rutting into you and releasing the final pieces of himself deep inside.

your head shoots up, having swallowed all his cum, albeit not without any struggle. still, walter continues to pump at his cock and hold your head at the crown of his cock. pushing your tongue out and awaiting the last of his load, the final ropes of cum spurt out.

however, you severely underestimate the power at which his cum shoots out, because whilst some of his load lands on your tongue as planned, it shoots across your whole face, including your lips, nose and eyelids.

with his index and middle fingers, walter wiped his semen off your face, scooping up the entirety and holding it to your lips.

"suck it."

your lips part to his demand and swallow his fingers. he urges his thick fingers inside until the knuckles were at your lips. walter presses his fingers onto your tongue, forcing his flavours around the inside of your mouth. your eyes showed hunger and he was feeding you.

walter taps his thigh, and you straddle his lap, his fingers still entrapped by your lips. then, incredibly slowly, he releases his fingers with a POP.

he draws you in for a kiss, a deep and passionate kiss. walter tastes himself on your tongue, and he loves how fucking filthy it is. your roll your hips into his dick, already growing hard again, and your ass is met by a firm smack on your ass and a loud yelp falling from your lips.

walter’s fingers tease at your pussy through the fabric whilst he laughes at your soft moans and whimpers. unable to support yourself, your arms wrap around his neck, with your head falling into his neck and inhaling his aftershave.

"you're soaked for me, baby," he teases as he continues to play with you like a toy. "been deprived of a good time for a while, haven't you?"

his hand slips inside your panties and presses himself between your lips. you hover over the man's cock, somehow already fully erect again, as you rock your hips into his fingers.

your moans are really loud. fortunately for the two of you, everyone else had already gone home: the two of you could be as noisy as you wanted, which walter almost definitely plans for you to. he mercilessly plays with your pussy, stunned at how your body reacts so beautifully to his touch.

you are too overcome with rapture to notice a strong arm wrap around and undo your bra in one swift movement. he grabs your tit, squeezing it tight.

in the same breath, you slip out of your panties, your entrance pressing against his aching cock. walter hugs you close, squeezing you against his well-built hairy chest. as he leans over to grab a condom, walter accidentally causes you to grind against his cock - the two of you moan out in unison.

walter rolls the condom on and feeds a generous glob of spit to his cock, rubbing it around. you place your hands on his shoulder before you lower yourself, allowing his dick to sink up slowly into your pussy.

whimpers escape your mouth. walter was just so fucking big.

"good girl--" he sigs, his nostrils flaring. "you're taking my cock so well."

you exhale in pleasure as you began to take in more and more of him. struggling to take in his beastly size, you hug him tight, though it results in his face buried in your tits. walter laps up a nipple and gives gentle suctions to your breast.

eventually, walter bottoms out with a deep groan erupting from his lips. his dick seems to press against your deepest insides. the two of you simply keep still for a few seconds, though it feels more like minutes. then, you begin to move again.

at first, it is slow and sensual, with the two of you falling into a passionate kiss, which seems to last forever and taste like paradise. his lips are soft yet hungry. his tongue is rough yet loving. his hands are gentle yet greedy. hips roll against eachother and you allow yours to rock deliciously into his body.

still with slow movements, walter grabs your hips and start to fuck upwards into your pussy. you match his pace and meet his tender thrusts. however, the absolute avarice in his eyes tells you that this gentleness and patience won’t last for too long.

and almost as if you had jinxed it, walter’s expression transitions to a smirk. the second warning is his tightening grasp on your hips, before his pace quickens suddenly.

as his rhythm evolves from leisurely to merciless, your moans fill the room, "oh- my- god-!"

"fuck- baby, you're fucking squeezing me." he almost reprimands, though the smile on his face suggests only bliss.

a harsh slap meets your ass.

fucking up into you at an ungodly speed, walter hugs you close by the hips. with no other choice, you collapse onto him, clutching him by his black curls.

“some good dick can turn any good girl into a naughty girl.” he teases.

“ngh-“ you’re too crazed to make any intelligible response. and walter smiles with self-satisfaction from watching you break yourself on his cock.

you pant out with each deep thrust.

“yes- yes- yes-“

suddenly, he slows and lets you go, leaning back into a relaxed position. a firm smack to your ass prompts you into moving again.

with your hands places on his chest for support, you throw your ass onto his dick. not quite meeting walter’s speed nor his ruthlessness, but it’s close.

walter leans back on his arms behind his head, amused from watching your feeble attempts to take his cock.

you regain your composure as your swirl your hips faster and ground into walter more and more. even for just a split second, you see his smug disguise slip, revealing an expression of pure lust.

you throw your head back as you feel your climax approach.

"what a good fucking slut." walter praises as his hands return to your ass and hips.

"yes-! yes--!" you exclaim through an exceptionally deep thrust. “hnghh!!"

his rhythm returns to his previous velocity - except that it is way sloppier.

"say it." walter says between grunts. "say that- you're just a dirty- little- slut— for me to fuck."

"i'm just dirty little slut!" you reply.

another smack.

"a dirty little slut for who?" walter chuckles darkly.

"just for you to fuck and nothing else!”

"good girl." he whispers as he holds you close.

he’s close too, you feel it. his noises are louder. his thrusts are reckless and his speed is slowing. and when you push down hard on his cock, walter just has to still.

"i'm close." he mutters weakly.

"already?"

fucker. you KNEW what you had done to him. your work to tease his cock so expertly was to be at blame.

“walter—“

“come for me.”

his sloppy thrusts grow faster as the two of you cry out in desperation and hunger. you embrace each other tightly as you finally let go of yourselves

the pleasure overwhelms you as you succumb to your orgasm. you slump over walter, who, too, chases his own high, eventually riding it out by swirling your hips around his cock, almost as if to tease out the last of his seed.

although breathless, your lips meet for a tired, messy kiss. walter’s tongue delves into your mouth and presses against your own as if it’s the last droplet of water in a desert.

[buckybarnesplum]

She never disappoints

🤗 - a warm hug

♡ Inspired by this ask game and this ask I recently received.

♡ Jack Reacher & Black OC/Reader + Captain Syverson x Black OC/Reader

- if you’re familiar with my captain syverson works, cousin jack is officially a character in the shug universe. I can’t promise I’ll be writing many crossovers, but I have reacher going on adventures of his own in the works!

if you’re not familiar with my shug series, it’s not mandatory you read it to understand this little blurb but if you love reacher, here ya go!

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“I’ve been sitting over there for about five minutes mulling over how the hell no one’s walked up and tried to talk to you yet.”

At first you don’t respond simply because you weren’t aware that sickeningly smooth, saccharine sweet voice was directed towards you.

“And now that I’m up close I can see why,” he continued and made his presence unmistakably known by sitting at the bar stool beside you and delivering the slightest of glances all along your body. “You’re too pretty to be in a shithole like this and everyone knows it, so why try?”

Your head whipped around to the direction of the voice and your breath momentarily was stolen straight from your lungs when you beheld its owner.

This motherfucker.

He was taller than any one in the bar. Rarely ever did you come across green eyes, and his were almost too kind for his rugged appearance.

You blinked to assure he was real before flashing an involuntarily giddy smile.

“Are you talking to me?”

“No, I was just practicing before I approached him.” The man pointed to a random drunk nursing a half empty pint on the other end of the bar, eliciting a delighted giggle out of you.

“Okay, that was good,” you admitted, shaking your head.

“So, I’m doing alright so far,” he said, eyes subtly tracking you once again. Resisting the shiver up your spine, you return the favor.

This man was fine. Like, other worldly fine and by his logic, far too fine for this bar. Uppity pretty boys were your type but you’ve made the exception once — this guy was no different. But he was oddly familiar in a way that you can’t help indulging.

“Good with what?” you asked.

“Getting you to like me,” he answered with what could be confused with a shy grin. “Like I said, no one’s tried yet so might as well.”

“Is that why you came to talk to me?” Your eyebrow quirked upward. “‘Cus no one else has?”

“I waited for as long as I could. Thought maybe I could hold off and watch you reject some poor unfortunate soul so I can gauge how bad you rejecting me will hurt.”

You nodded, considering his words. That was irritatingly smooth.

“Then I thought if I wait too long, someone else will go for it, get the girl and then I’ll have to mope about it all night wishing I would’ve just walked up and said hi.”

“That’s sweet,” you told him, glancing downward to avoid the hypnotizing nature in which his soft eyes watched you. “My teeth are rotting.”

“So, I'm not making a total ass of myself?”

You shook your head. “What’s your name?”

“Reacher.”

Your lip involuntarily curled upward. “Reacher?”

“Yeah.”

“Your mama spent nine months cooking you in the womb, went through hours of labor to bring you into this godforsaken world, looked at your lil’ scrunched up infant face and picked Reacher?”

“Something like that.”

You blinked. “I got dumbass written on my forehead?”

The man, Reacher, laughed aloud and shook his head. “Okay,” he says as his hands go up in mock surrender. “You got me.”

“Wasn’t much of a challenge,” you teased.

“Reacher is the last name — it’s just what I go by.”

“Friends and family call you that, too?”

He nodded and you returned the gesture in understanding. This conversation was all too familiar.

“You Texan men are so secretive,” you say. “There’s no harm in telling a girl at the bar your name.”

“Isn't there?” he asked sarcastically. “You could be an undercover operative sent to pull top state secrets outta me.”

“You came up to me,” you reminded him and his eyes followed the subtle gesture up and down the mini skirt and crop top snug against your curves. “And I wouldn’t even have anywhere to hide my gun.”

Caught up in the exposed parts of your statuesque frame, Reacher barely noticed you covering your mouth to shield the flush of your cheeks and wide grin.

“So,” you said after a moment and his attention flitted back up to your face. “I take it you’re military.”

“That obvious?”

“Why else would I need to pull state secrets outta you?”

He laughed. “Yeah, huh.”

“What branch?”

“Army.”

You perked up at the sound of that. “Really?”

“You seem surprised.”

“I guess I figured.” The build, the smooth responses, the handsome face — based on your own experiences, it all screamed Army. “You’re on leave?”

He nodded.

“Hmmm…” you hummed in thought. “No offense but there's better places in town to spend your days off. I get that this place has a certain charm to you locals and I’m fond of it for a few reasons, but wouldn’t you rather be at, like, a rodeo or a strip club?”

“I’m actually not a local,” he corrected. “Just passing through and visiting family.”

“I hope your family took you somewhere more fun than this.”

“This is fun.”

You snickered and shook your head. “Hardly.”

“No, seriously. Got me a beer and a pretty woman to talk to. Not much more than that is needed, is it?”

You couldn’t argue that. “So, where in Texas you from if not Crowley?”

“I’m actually not from here at all,” Reacher explained. “Or the United States for that matter. Dad was military and was stationed in Berlin when Mom had me.”

“Oh, really? The rest of your family’s from here?”

“Mother’s side. She was born and raised in France, but she’s got half siblings. We’d fly over and visit every summer when Dad was overseas. Some of ‘em are in New York, some in Pittsburgh—”

“Really?” Your grin extended to a full blown beam stretching from ear to ear. “My dad’s from Pittsburg, but I’m from Philly.”

“Yeah, you don’t exactly have that twang when you talk so I figured you’re not from here.” His smile grew fond the longer he watched you watch him. “Guess I could ask why you’re here, too. We’re a long way from Philly.”

“Guess I just kinda ended up here and never went home,” you told him with a nonchalant shrug.

“I’m sure home misses you, no?”

You brushed it off with a wave, glancing towards the front door and deflating in defeat when the patron walking through wasn’t who you were looking for.

“Wouldn’t count on it,” you answered. “I’m sure your peoples was happy to see you, Reacher.”

“Haven’t seen ‘em yet,” he said, following your focus to the door and then behind him, searching just as you were.

“So your first stop was a bar?”

“Supposed to be meeting my cousin and his girl here,” he said. “Haven’t seen the bastard in years and I’ve got some time off. He’s been on and on about this girl for months now and I guess they’re at the meet-the-family stage.”

“Hmmm,” you utter. “Interesting phase to be in. I recently met my man’s family.”

Reacher’s expression shifted into the ghost of annoyance before neutralizing. You scoffed to yourself and leveled him with a polite smile.

“You seemed too good to be true,” he replied with a laugh of his own. “It’s no offense to your boyfriend though but there’s no way in hell I’d leave you all alone in a place like this.”

“I can take care of myself.”

“I don’t doubt it, but any old creep could come up to you.”

“And what’s the difference between you and them?”

Reacher smirked and fixed his gaze elsewhere. “Guess I just needed someone to talk to while I waited and you’re the only friendly face in here.”

“Same,” you agreed, nodding. “My man’s on his way back. He had to run a last minute favor for a friend but we’re actually meeting his cousin tonight, too. They don’t see each other as often ‘cus of work but they’re close.”

“Yeah, me and mine are pretty close, too. Practically brothers. Got into every bit of trouble boys could get into when we were young,” Reacher recalls fondly. “He’s a good guy but I feel bad for his girl.”

“Why?”

“She’s gotta put up with him.”

You giggled. “I’m sure he’s not that bad.”

“He used to be a bit of a dog, but that’d be an insult to a dog,” Reacher joked, shaking his head. “I’m kidding but I can’t say I’m much better. I did try to make a move on you and I still can’t help trying even knowing you’re taken.”

If you were less of a woman, you would’ve taken this man up on his covert offer and fucked his brains out behind a locked bathroom door, relationship be damned. He looked like he knew exactly how to keep a woman satiated and content with a single touch and a whisper.

There was something so deeply familiar about Reacher and your interactions. You liked them more than what should be appropriate but you hadn’t broken any rules. There’s no crime in batting your eyelashes, laughing at his jokes and imagining him naked. You respected your boyfriend and your relationship far too much to even consider taking this beyond a semi-flirtatious conversation.

Not that you could anyway; he’d be back any minute and Reacher would remain a literal stranger whose presence you had no problem living without for the rest of your life.

“Your cousin’s not exactly punctual, is he?” you said after letting his comment dissipate. “I noticed you been here a while, too.”

“Yeah, he’s finishing a job for someone and he should be here soon. Said him and his girl would just meet me here.” Reacher’s focus flitted to the door and then back to you. “Your guy not here yet either?”

You surveyed the room and shook your head. “Guess not.”

“He shouldn’t make this a habit.”

“What?”

Reacher glanced away and shook your question off. “Nothing,” he muttered and gestured to the bartender. “Another beer, please.”

He looked your way and then at the empty state of your glass.

“Another one of these, too, please,” he called and nodded when the bartender registered the order.

“You don’t have to,” you insisted, watching the bartender swipe your glass and start mixing the second one after popping another bottle open for Reacher.

“I’m not expecting anything in return,” he said. “Haven’t bought a pretty woman a drink in a long time. Just wanna do something normal for once.”

You squinted at the side of the man’s face as he watched the bartender make your sangria. His aura was so eerily comforting that it was going to kill you if you didn’t figure him out.

Where did you know this man from?

“Thank you,” you said to the bartender when he set the drink on the counter before you. “And thank you, too, Reacher. Glad I could provide a bit of normalcy.”

“You’ve done wonders by just sitting here.”

“Maybe while you’re back, you could find something more permanent to make you feel normal,” you suggested, twirling the fruit in your drink with the straw. “That’s how I met my man. He was on leave and we met here in this exact bar. It’s nothing to write home about but—” you shrugged. “It’s something to us.”

Reacher nodded in understanding. “I’ve never had anything like that. I’m not looking but maybe my cousin can introduce me to somebody. If she’s anything like his girl, I won’t have to worry so much.”

“When he gets here, we can ask if one of his old flings is interested in another Army guy they can fix,” you joked and winked when Reacher lifted a speculative eyebrow.

His eyes scanned the room once more and stalled at the entrance. You turned and an ecstatic grin plastered itself over your lips when you beheld Sy finally making his way into the bar. He waved as he eagerly hurried over.

“There he is,” you and Reacher announced simultaneously, earning matching incredulous looks.

It only takes a millisecond to click before the two of you pointed at each other and ask the same question with a mere look.

“Looks like you two’ve already gotten down to it!” Sy said excitedly, embracing Reacher in a bear hug and clapping his shoulder. “How are ya, man?”

Reacher returned the sentiment, holding his cousin close all the while meeting your wide eyes over Sy’s shoulder.

“Been too long,” Reacher mumbled between them. “Almost uglier than you were last time.”

“Shut up,” Sy sniggered and unraveled himself from Reacher to hook an arm around your waist. “Darlin’, this is—”

“Jack,” you finished, failing to hide the cheeky smirk overtaking your face while your future in-law gave you another once over, this one less lewd than the ones before as if he were inspecting you through a different lens. Your name was velvety smooth on its way out his mouth.

“It’s nice to meet you, cousin,” you said, holding out a hand for him to shake. He glanced between your face, your outstretched hand and Sy before stepping forward and taking you into his large arms.

He was just as cozy as he looked. You could very well die in these arms.

Yikes.

That’s not a thought you should be having.

“Welcome to the circus,” he whispered in your ear and squeezed your frame closer to his.

“Thanks,” you whispered back. “Happy to join.”

A part of you wondered what you’d do next if Sy weren’t present. What would Reacher do?

Somehow a hug wasn’t enough.

But it’s what it’ll just have to be.

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I just noticed that this could be young Sy 😍😍😍

Ohhohoooo, i love this, TJ! Let's see

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Ok but this looks like a young!Sy who just came home from his first tour. Doesn't it?!

@littlefreya @oh-for-fic-sake @mary-ann84 @wolvesandhoundshowltogether @raspberrydreamclouds @the-soot-sprite @thelastsock @blavikennbutcher @foodieforthoughts @achaoticaugust

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"Good ol' boy from the south. Big beard. Makes fun of people most of the time."

-Henry about Sy

@wolvesandhoundshowltogether I've been thinking about this all day😫😫

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In the cloak of the night

Summary: A night on which your friend ditched you, turned out to be the most eventful night you maybe had in your life. All thanks to the tall and handsome stranger you met and who couldn’t keep his hands to himself. Not even when you were waiting for the bus to take both of you to your place…

Pairing: Syverson / F!Reader

Wordcount: 2.586

Warnings: alcohol, smut. exhibtionism, dirty talk

A/N: With a two day delay it’s here. Enjoy *winks*

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By now you were pretty sure your friend wouldn’t be joining you in the pub. It was Saturday, you were wearing a way too short skirt and all you wanted to do was get drunk with your best friend on the day you would have gotten married.

That was if you hadn’t found out your ex fiance had another fiance in another part of town. The things you discovered ever since you broke the engagement could be straight out of a novel.

That was now six months ago. 

Sighing, you leaned with your head on your hand ordering yourself another Gin Tonic. That really was typical. She kept nagging you about to go out more, to make some effort and then she stood you up.

Rolling your eyes you decided to stay for the next drink and then make your way home. If you were quick, you could still catch another rerun of Charmed on tv. 

Laughter from the other side of the pub made you turn your head to find out where it was coming from. A group of men in camouflage was sitting at the biggest table of the bar. You knew that a bunch of army people had been back from wherever they had been for the last few months, but you didn’t know it had been that many. 

A pair of blue eyes meet yours out of the group of men. He had very short dark hair, a wild scruff in his face hiding most of his face from view. For what felt like minutes he looked at you, his eyes not leaving yours until you both snapped out of it, him because somebody wanted something and you because another glass of gin tonic was set down in front of you.

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Crazy for you

Summary: Sy invites you over for dinner. Things don’t go as planned.

Pairing: Syverson / F!Reader

Wordcount: 1.162

Warnings: dirty talk

A/N: it’s not much but I wrote it. This is a follow up to this sunday drabble I wrote. Thank you all so much to all the people listening to me about whining about not being able to write. It’s been long 6 weeks and this is my first try in getting back on the writing train. Will most likely have a sequel (or two)

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You could smell the food as soon as you stepped out of the elevator. Checking your appearance one last time in the mirror across his door you finally knocked. Faint music was playing behind the door and you heard footsteps coming closer until the door opened and he was standing in front of you, a small smirk on his lips.

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Masterlist: Henry Cavill

Brothers are golden - Henry Cavill x female reader - February 6th, 2020 It is Henry’s wedding day, and he is a nervous wreck, so his fiancé and brothers have planned a surprise for him.

Everything - Henry Cavill x female reader - February 6th, 2020 Henry comforts his girlfriend after she has gotten some terrible news.

Sunday - Henry Cavill x female reader - February 14th, 2020 Lazy Sunday with Henry.

Happy Valentine Birthday - Henry Cavill x female reader - February 14th, 2020 Henry’s girlfriend’s birthday is on Valentine’s Day.

What do you want for dinner? - Henry Cavill x female reader - March 1st, 2020 Henry and his girlfriend are making dinner together.

Red is the colour of our love - Henry Cavill x female reader - March 15th, 2020 Request by @thereisa8ella​​ Before, under, and after a red-carpet event.

Age is just a number - Henry Cavill x female reader - March 18th, 2020 Request by anonymous Henry is being introduced to his younger girlfriend’s family.

Too good at goodbyes - Henry Cavill x female reader - March 18th, 2020 Request by anonymous Henry is being dumbed, so he talks to Kal about how he feels.

How do I love thee? - Henry Cavill x female reader - March 19th, 2020 Dedicated to @littlefreya​​ Henry reads poetry to his girlfriend.

Trust in me - Henry Cavill x female reader - March 26th, 2020 Request by anonymous Something is bothering Henry.

Bring the book - Henry Cavill x female reader - March 30th, 2020 Challenge by @cavillanche​ - plot prompt: ‘We both reached for the last copy of the same book at the bookstore and now we’re chatting.’ Henry reaches for the same book as his best friend.

A Reason to Fight - Henry Cavill x female reader - April 19th, 2020 Henry is the reason his girlfriend keeps going.

Mine - Henry Cavill x female reader - April 26th, 2020 Deidicated to @littlefreya​​ Henry comes home from having been filming overseas.

Birthday wishes - Henry Cavill x female reader - May 3rd, 2020 Request by @mary-ann84​​​ for her birthday. Meeting Henry, being in a relationship with Henry, being proposed to by Henry, and finally having a baby with Henry.

Prince Eric - Henry Cavill x female reader - May 8th, 2020 The Little Mermaid inspired. Henry’s daughter has requested a The Little Mermaid party for her birthday.

Pogonotrophy - Henry Cavill x female reader - May 16th, 2020 Henry is growing a moustache.

Flectere si nequeo superos, Acheronta movebo - Henry Cavill x female reader - May 23rd, 2020 Henry’s girlfriend gets a serious beating while he is away.

Keep running, little dove - Henry Cavill x female reader - May 24th, 2020 Request by @cheyentjj​​​ Henry is helping his girlfriend reach her goals.

Player 3 loading… - Henry Cavill x female reader - June 21st, 2020 Henry is playing a game with his son, and his wife has a secret.

Surprising Superman - Henry Cavill x female reader - July 1st, 2020 Henry’s girlfriend has gone overboard in buying Superman merchandise.

Henry Cavill + characters as Norse Gods - July 4th, 2020 Henry and his characters imagined as Norse Gods

Disney proposal - Henry Cavill x female reader - July 6th, 2020 Henry and his girlfriend enjoy a day at Disneyland and they make a bet.

Free bird - Henry Cavill x female reader - July 13th, 2020 Henry Cavill starts to neglect his girlfriend and she leaves.

Dumplings 101 - Henry Cavill x female reader - July 18th, 2020 Henry’s girlfriend misses her parents, so he brings them in for a visit and they teach him how to make her favourite dumplings.

The Smile - Henry Cavill x female reader - July 22nd, 2020 Henry’s smiles makes his girlfriend melt.

Invisible - Henry Cavill x female reader - August 20th, 2020 Henry’s girlfriend feels invisible.

My favourite colour - Henry Cavill x female reader - September 15th, 2020 Henry buys his girlfriend all kinds of stuff in her favourite colour.

Shades of Blue - Henry Cavill x female reader - November 17th, 2020 *mature* Henry brings his girlfriend on a yacht holiday in the Mediterranean.

Happy Dog-mas - Henry Cavill x female reader - December 6th, 2020 Christmas challenge by @toomanystoriessolittletime​​ - prompt: “Why is the dog wearing a Christmas Hat?” “Because he wanted it?” Henry’s girlfriend is decorating their shared house for Christmas, and Kal wants to help.

Third time’s the charm - Henry Cavill x female reader - December 21st, 2020 Henry’s best friend, his dog Kal, runs away from him to find the delicious scent he caught at the beginning of their walk.

Baby Steps - Henry Cavill x female reader - December 29th, 2020 Henry is participating in a race and his daughter wants to run with him.

Two Bodies, One Soul - Henry Cavill x Cleo (OFC) - January 1st, 2021 For @radaofrivia​​‘s birthday Cleo is an academic who bumps into Henry, who becomes interested in her and her intelligent mind. They start a relationship and not long after are invited to a family gathering with Henry’s family.

Something Brewing - Henry Cavill x female reader - January 6th, 2021 Making beer at home with Henry during lockdown.

Drained - Henry Cavill x female reader - January 31st, 2021 Henry’s girlfriend is feeling cold and makes some food that warms her back up.

MASTERLIST: AUGUST WALKER

MASTERLIST: CAPTAIN SYVERSON

MASTERLIST: NAPOLEON SOLO

MASTERLIST: WALTER MARSHALL

MASTERLIST: GERALT OF RIVIA

MASTERLIST: CLARK KENT / SUPERMAN / KAL EL

MASTERLIST: ROBERT PLUTCHIK’S EIGHT PRIMARY EMOTIONS

Characters: Henry Cavill x reader Henry and his fiancé, later wife, explores the different emotions together.

*Each emotion is meant to be read as a standalone, but some do have a connection*

MASTERLIST: LOST BOYS

Characters: Captain Syverson / Walter Marshall / August Walker August is up to no good and his long lost brothers have to stop him before it is too late.

MASTERLIST: EMOTION CHALLENGE

Characters: Simon Mayfield x reader - Sad: The reader being heartbroken over Simon. Mike x reader - Angry: Mike misses a very important appointment. Chas Quilter x reader - Anxious: The reader is on her way to see Chas, her best friend, at his boarding school. Henry Cavill x reader - Exhausted: Henry reads a poem for his girlfriend, who is tired from a long day at work, while cuddling her. - Happy: Henry has brought his girlfriend to a theme park just to see her happy. Her smile and joyous laughter is the highlight of his life. August Walker x reader - Playful: The ultimate hide and seek game with August. Don’t let him catch you.

*Each emotion is meant to be read as a standalone*

MASTERLIST: BLOW TRILOGY

Characters: Captain Syverson x reader You make me wanna make a baby The captain is being lured to the dance floor by his seductive girlfriend. Locked, loaded, shoot my shot tonight *mature* The captain dances with his girlfriend and shows her the time of her life. Let me blow your mind *mature* The captain helps ease his girlfriend’s pain while she is in labour.

MASTERLIST: GAME SERIES

Characters: Henry Cavill x reader Game Night Henry and his girlfriend are having a game night with friends. His competitive side is broad to the surface full force. Show Night Henry and the cast of Justice League are being interviewed by Graham Norton. Henry reveals a secret, and Graham has a quiz up his sleeve.

MASTERLIST: SEX ON FIRE

Co-written with @radaofrivia​ Characters: Captain Syverson x female reader Sex on Fire part 1, 2 and 3 The captain is a gynaecologist in an alternative universe, and he is here to help a damsel in distress.

MASTERLIST: SENSES CHALLENGE

Characters: Captain Syverson x female reader Scent | Taste | Sight | Touch | Sound The Captain takes his girlfriend out to camp in the forest.

With @onlyhenrys​

Scents - June 7th, 2020

Pick-up lines - June 11th, 2020

Food preferences - June 28th, 2020

Animals - July 21st, 2020

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Video Star

pairing: Dom!BF!Henry x ExCamgirl!GF!Reader

Summary: After watching one of Y/n's old camgirl streams, a sense of dominance overpowers her boyfriend Henry

Warnings: Kissing, oral (male receiving), spanking, mentions of other things too, dom!Henry

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“Sweetheart you know how I feel about your old videos” Henry cooed sarcastically, rubbing his palm over the reddened skin of his lover.

Y/n L/n. A former cam girl, sure she never showed her face, but the fact that her pretty little pussy was on display for everyone to see? That was not ok.

Even though she had stopped it way before she even met Henry, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of possessiveness over her precious little button, that was his only. Y/n had only done it to put herself through college, and once she got her degree she was off the internet for good. Of course she couldn’t do anything about her videos being shared on multiple sites, those were the consequences.

“H-hen please” Y/n moaned, her frame bent over Henry’s knee while his paws continuously spanked her ass raw.

*SLAP*

"10, thank you baby" She whimpered, her hips wiggling to relieve some of the stinging sensations, she was never one to admit but she actually enjoyed his punishments. But it was a weird coincidence that one of the things to pop up onto Henry's unused laptop was one of her more erotic streams.

Toys plunging in and out of her sopping wet cunt, her sultry voice moaning and dirty talking into the camera to the men who were donating hundreds upon hundreds.

“Alright that’s enough, get up” He said coldly, taking off his belt and throwing it to the side; Y/n dropping to her knees knowing what was coming. Over the past three years of dating Henry, their sex life was something they both took seriously, kinks were shared and tried.

Obviously they were in a monogamous relationship, loving and truly devoted to one another, kids and marriage even being in the talks at the moment. Y/n knew this was just another good hardcore fuck, Henry wasn’t actually mad at her, he understood her financial circumstances, he just hated the idea of his woman being left with no choice but to turn to the sex industry.

“Come on star, suck on your man’s cock” He prompted sitting on the edge of the bed, fisting his hardened cock as Y/n sat there with her tongue already laying out flat.

Tapping the head of his cock on her tongue, drool dripped from Y/n’s tongue, what a filthy scene. Y/n loved the taste of her man’s dick, one of her favourite things to taste, hell she’d use that shit as a lollipop if she could.

Sucking his red bulbous head, Henry threw back his head, his hand stroking her hair softly as a smile graced his gorgeous lips. Y/n slowly made her way down his lengthy cock, taking her time to kiss each and every vein, her hand fiddling with his heavy balls.

“Fuck baby you know me so well” He growled pulling her head off his cock by her hair, pulling her into a rough open mouthed kiss, spitting onto his own cock to lube it up for her. It’s the least he could do.

Taking the length down her throat as much as she could, tears were pricking at Y/n’s eyes as she maintained eye contact with Henry. One of his stricter rules Eye contact always

Henry took his thumb and wiped away her tears, darkly gazing as he licked them off his thumb to taste the saltiness.

Y/n felt herself start to wet the pink fabric he had just bought, her new lace underwear for her birthday. Henry’s hands reached down and tugged down her loose top so her breasts popped out over the top of them, her nipples pebbling against the colder atmosphere.

“Such a dirty girl, you’re my dirty girl aren’t you?”

“Mhmm” Y/n moaned, rapidly bobbing her head backwards and forwards, aiming to bring her man to a well needed orgasm. His dick was twitching in her mouth something she had learned to recognise, and then she felt his cum paint the walls of her cheeks and tongue.

“Tongue out baby”

Sticking her tongue out Y/n showed the strings of cum painted across her taste buds,

“Swallow baby” Swallowing it she showed her tongue to show it was all gone, making him smirk with pride.

“Well done baby, my superstar” He said softly, grabbing her by the forearms and helping her to stand up.

“Now how about some lotion for that ass of yours, hot chocolate and a movie while in bed yeah? I’ll even supply head scratches”

“Love you Henry bear, that’d be lovely”

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Taglist Tags (Form is up there^^): @fdl305 @princess-paramour @stormcloudss @uwiuwi @marvelgurl @taramaria @mysticfalls01 @kebabgirl67 @madebylilly @dumb-fawkin-bitch @vrittivsanghavi @beck07990 @kimhtoo17 @thereisa8ella @pandaxnienke

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*coughs* Sy

sy being pretty terrified to even touch shug that way without her initiating it in the first 5-6 months of their relationship bc he was afraid of becoming a weirdo freak sex demon about her is so real. he was ready to put her through the mattress from the second he saw her but knew to play the long game.

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Biker!Bucky just out getting the mail 🤤

Pairing: Beefy Biker Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Bucky Barnes. He's the warning.

A/n: Written on my phone.

Bucky's not ashamed of all the things he did to entice you. One of his first weapons he used was a pair of form fitting grey sweatpants.

Once he noticed the way your eyes dropped down to his impressive print, your bottom lip sliding between your teeth and your thighs clenched, he immediately bought ten more pairs of the sweatpants.

Of course he would later tell you it was really your fault for staring at him the way you did the first time he caught you on your way home from work.

Bucky happened to be strolling to his mailbox around the same time as you were coming home from an overnight shift. He was waiting up for you, it was part of his early morning ritual on days you worked late, wanting to be sure you made it home safe before he left for the garage but you didnt know it at the time.

All you knew was that he looked incredible and you had a visceral reaction to seeing him, your body heating up from the inside out.

Its unfair how easily he turned you on. You were unable to stop your eyes from raking down his large body. His bare sculpted chest glistening under the early morning sun, the silver dog tags clanking softly with every step. The urge to trace his tattoos with your tongue sent a shiver down your spine.

"Hey gorgeous," he said with a smirk that made your panties even wetter.

"Hi Bucky" you replied, almost instantly cringing at the breathy quality of your voice. You practically moaned the man's name and he hasn't done anything.

Bucky's lips curved upward until the corners of his blue eyes crinkled. "Ya know seeing you is always the best part of my day. You have no idea how happy you make me."

Your stomach flutters and your already heated cheeks burn at his smooth remark. "I-"

"You give me a chance and I promise to return the favor. Just one chance is all I need. I'm ready whenever you are." Bucky bounced on his heels, just once but it's enough to make your gaze drop to his growing bulge. Your sharp inhale was music to his ears and your obvious arousal, the way your pretty lips parted on a soft exhale would fuel his dreams for weeks. "My doors always open for you. Have a good morning gorgeous. I'll see you later."

He grabbed his mail and threw you a wink before turning back to his home. You blinked, stunned as he went inside and left his front door wide open

To this day you dont know how you managed to resist following him or how you talkes yourself out of finding out exactly what he was hiding in those sweats. You had to force yourself to go to your home, wondering the entire time how he managed to leave you a flustered mess in your own yard without even trying.

Little did you know that it wouldn't be the last time you would end up a trembling, flustered mess because of him.

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Divorced Dad!Captain Syverson who experiences a real time brain short-circuit when he sees how well you get along with his kids during your first meeting with them… 

Warning(s): Breeding kink, size kink, old man!Sy, age gap, manhandling, groping, fluff, boob play, unprotected p-in-v, I added plot to it TT. MDNI.

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After the messy divorce that followed his turbulent marriage, Sy was not looking forward to any relations with the opposite sex, if possible. With his former profession a constant hurdle to his life as part of a unionized pair and marital bliss, what had started as a promising relationship had turned out to be one of those unfortunate marriages where children were sought as a last resort to perhaps save the remnants of the already rotten love between man and wife. Though being someone from a background that held family in the highest esteem and always having been fond of the idea of his own lot, Sy loved his children more than life itself and there was not a thing in the world he would trade for them. And that was the reason why he had preferred to opt for an early retirement so custody would not be an issue between him and his ex-wife who was more than eager to shed off everything affiliated with the name Syverson like an illness.

You, on the other hand, though not much experienced with the opposite sex were not too warm to the idea of children. Being a student in her last year of higher education and only so old as you were, your attitude hardly deserved to be subjected to scrutiny. That, and the fact that you hadn't really had many young ones around you while growing up as an only child, calling you a foreigner to the scene would not qualify as an exaggeration and hence it can be said that it is more indifference than contempt on your part. 

So naturally, when it happened, it was strictly unplanned. And very fateful. With a rather traumatized Sy in a sort of an emotional limbo who had more than enough reason to keep to himself, and a stressed with soon approaching future endeavors as well as disillusioned with the opposite sex you, the night you had bumped into each other outside the bar restrooms where Sy had been dragged to cheer up by his friends and you to loosen up by yours, the rather fast yet steady rate at which the two of you had woven into each other had been unexpected to say the least. 

But now, as Sy fires up the grill in his backyard to begin the little BBQ he has planned for today when you meet his children for the first time, the prided and much experienced grill expert nearly burns his hand because he is so busy inwardly fawning over how quickly his rugrats have warmed up to you. And you, Sy will swear on anything that you are just the most perfect woman— person alive. Everything is just right with you. Even on days when the world seems to press down on him, your mere presence is there to help his spirits back up and elate as well as support him in every sense.

Though he had been honest about his condition since the beginning, after his initial reluctance to get with you as you were so much younger and inexperienced compared to him, children weren't peculiarly a topic that came up between the two of you except occasions where Sy wanted to share a little victory or rant with you. So as you keep his toddler on one hip with a protective arm around her, your perfect body -Sy's words- clad in a bonny bright coloured sundress, and hold the hand of his 5 year old who excitedly shows you around the mini patio of the modern farmhouse, memories of his own mother scarce if any, your making conversation with the boy and giggling along to his lisp droning flutters Sy's heart in a way that he thought he had outgrown. 

It also excites him with a kind of boyish heat that the former military Captain had thought he had shed off with his adolescent youth.

And so he just has to have you by yielding to a similar impatience and desperation, the musical sound of your giggles faintly fluttering its melodies upon his flush and thumping ears as he gets to it.

“God, Sy!” The huff in your words fires him up even more and he cannot hold back any longer. “You’re such a brute!” His coarse and scarred paws heavily pull at your dress with a crazed desperation to help you find the restroom, as he had told one of the farm hands that he had left the children under. “Oof!” The whine you let out before instinctively craning your head to try and ease the way his thick beard tickles the tender skin of the curve of your neck makes him growl into your carotid pulse that he worships with his hot lips, the pressure of your pressing your face into his as well as the soft pants you let out, your chest bumping into his with each heave of your lungs, only lithifies his bulging erection even more. 

“Gon' fatten up your pretty lil’ pussy with my cum, baby” Sy's breaths scorch your clammy skin with their burning weight. His hands grope and expose you everywhere they can reach, and they can do so everywhere because of how much smaller hence ragdoll-like you are compared to him. “Wouldja like that, angel?” Your eyes roll to the back of your head when he boosts your thighs up his tall legs and around his waist, the fat and leaking tip of his cock grazing against your holes from how he is kissing you everywhere he can reach. “Me stuffing that cute tummy full of siblings for Tim and Bethy, huh?” You know he would never actually do something as serious so callously without a prior discussion so you breathlessly nod, pushing your oral muscles to gulp down the thick bile in your throat and tip your head against the wall to prepare yourself to withstand his intrusion of your pussy that thanks to his girth always feels like not only your first time with him but your very deflowering in general.

 “Yes” your mouth falls open as he reaches below the hold with which he has your whole body propped up. “Yes, please~” his balmy tip finds its destination in the tiny, drenched and quivering closed up band that leads to your reproductive cavern. “Please fimme with your babies, Sy~” when the stretch makes your tiny hole burn around his girth, your mouth lets loose all the obscene words of vulgar desire. 

“Yeah, baby?” Sy's fingers flex over your ass and caress their way up your side before coming down and repeating the action, his thumb stealing strokes of your nipples as he does. “Wanna make me a Daddy, yeah?” A hiss leaves your mouth and your back arches at the feeling of your walls sheathing him deep within themselves. His breathtaking urgency nearly puts a dent in your innards. “Want me to make you all round and heavy here?” Your pussy clenches around the hilt of his cock when he suddenly gropes your naval into a greedy handful.

“Yes, please, Sy!” Your whole form bounces up in the air when the man gives you a thrust so powerful that has you mewling and digging your nails in his shoulders. “Wanna make you a Daddy so bad, Sy!” His dick has always had a hypnotic effect on you, for the minute it's in the vicinity of any of your holes, you become a brain dead parrot for him. 

“Atta girl~” he cooes, tossing your body further up with a strong stab of his hips so he can clamp his teeth down on one of your boobs.

MASTERLIST

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I am MAD for this man. Like I am not even hot on kids. WHAT—

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Ok but is it bad that I LOOOVE Henry’s voice being so low to play Geralt?? Like just imagine Henry/Geralt eating you out than moaning in that deeep bass and it feels like it’s rattling your insides became I am a Shameless Whore and good god they can RUIN MEEEEE!!! HALF WAY THROUGH WRITING THIS I THOUGHT OF GETTING FUCKING TEAMED BY THEM OMG YES WHAT HAVE I DONE OMG THATS ONE OF THE HOTTEST THINGS IVE EVER THOUGHT OF OMGGGGG-🍒

GIRL THIS RIGHT HERE IS IT YES 🥵🥵

Geralt tying up his hair and going to WORK on you because he’s nasty and wants to taste you and make you lose your mind omggg and don’t even mention him moaning and then feeling those vibrations while he licks you because that would just...the power

His voice is legit so growly and low and I could listen to him speak in that voice for hours like wtf that goes straight to my pussy

He’d totally be saying some nasty shit too when he comes up for air for a second, looking at you with those damn eyes like you know you’re his it’s a done deal already

And TAG TEAMED BY HENRY AND GERALT HAHA SOMEONE COME PICK MY PRETZEL BODY OFF THE FLOOR WHEN THEY’RE DONE WITH ME THANKS I WANT THEM TO SPLIT ME TF OPEN 💦

@crushed-pink-petals @suckthatskittlebiiitch @themyscxiras ion know who else has started the show already but whew my thoughts are 😈

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