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Is it just me, or is anyone else a simp for Azriel X secret mate. The inner circle doesn't have a clue about our boy being mated.

P.s. Please send recs my way.

[hellsenthero]

A Creature of the Night

Vampire!Azriel X Reader

Warnings: Smut (and a touch of blood.)

MASTERLIST

Azriel was quick to adjust to life as a vampire. For centuries, he lived his life, not happy, but content. Content in his knowledge that he was a creature of the night and nothing and no one could change that.

But then he met you.

And suddenly, Azriel hated what he was. He hated the danger he posed to you. He hated that he couldn't give you the things he wanted to in life. He hated that he was a monster, something so ugly and horrific compared to your gentle beauty. But what he hated the most was that you loved him through all of it. He hated it, and yet, he was an inherently selfish creature. Unless you said so, he wouldn't let go of you.

“I love you,” Azriel groaned as he thrust into you. You lay splayed out on the bed beneath him, legs wrapped around his hips and head thrown back in pleasure.

“Fuck, Az,” you cried. He groaned as your walls squeezed him even tighter. “Love you, fuck. Love you so much.”

“Fucking perfect,” Azriel admitted. His pace picked up. One had grasped yours while the other propped himself up.

“Bite me,” you ordered.

Azriel slowed his thrusting. “No,” he groaned. “I can't. I'll hurt you.”

“No,” you answered. Your right hand came to grasp his cheek, urging him to look at you in the eyes. “You won't hurt me, Az.”

“You can't promise me that.” Azriel answered. He went to pull out but your legs held firm.

“I can.” You answer. A soft, beautiful smile bloomed across your face, and Azriel almost believed you. "You've done it before,"

"Once," Azriel cut in. "And I'm still not happy about it."

"And it didn't hurt," you finished. You pressed a soft kiss to his lips and he couldn't help but melt further into you. "You're pale, you need to feed." You thrust down on his cock, pulling a groan out from his clenched mouth. "Now's the perfect time. Don't you wanna taste me?"

"All the time," Azriel admitted.

"Then do it. Fuck me and bite me and fill me up as you drink from me." Your hips continued to move, bringing pleasure to the both of you. Slowly, Azriel begun to pick up his own pace once more.

"Do you realize what you're asking?" He asked.

"Yes, and I trust you."

"Fuck," Azriel groaned. He lowered his head to press a kiss to your lips, and then your cheek, and everywhere he could reach. "You're too perfect, too good for me." Azriel admitted between kisses.

"No," you argue back. You tilted your head back into the pillow, giving Azriel as much access to your neck as possible. "We're both good for each other, we're perfect for each other."

"I love you." You didn't have time to answer Azriel before he was biting into your neck. You cried out as you reached your climax. Your limbs fell lax from a mixture of pleasure and venom.

"Az," you moan. You moaned and cried and you didn't know if it was from the sensation of his cum coating your walls as he reached his own end, the sweet haze of a venom filled mind, or just the feeling of Azriel’s mouth on you, drinking you in. All you knew was that you were calm and happy and really fucking satisfied.

Azriel detached from you after one final taste of your blood. His lips were bloody, but you didn't care as you pulled him in for a kiss.

"How are you?" He asked after he finally pulled away from you.

"S' good," you slurred.

Azriel chuckled. "Yeah? I didn't hurt you?"

"No, didn' hurt. S' good, Az."

Azriel smiled. Leaning down, he licked up a stray drop of blood off of your neck, at the same time he pulled his cock out of you, pulling a groan from both of your chests.

"Happy now, needy thing?"

You laughed. "Yeah, you?"

Azriel's smile grew even wider. "Yeah, I'm happy," he pressed another kiss to your lips. "Really fucking happy."

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Okay... hear me out...

Vampire Azriel.

That's it, that's the post. 🧛🏽

I'll expand on this later...

[hellsenthero]

A Brothers Mate: Part 2.

A/N: I don't think you'll need to read part 1 for this to make sense. However, I do suggest it.

Azriel X Reader X Cassian

After a week in bed, having accepted the mating bond, it's time the three of you tell the rest of the inner circle of your relationship.

MASTERLIST

The three of you were hesitant to tell your friends and family of your relationship. However, with Cassian and Azriel leaving their court duties for a week, suddenly disappearing because they were both sick, (fucking the daylights out of you, and each other) well, the others wanted answers.

"I just want to keep this to myself a while longer," Azriel said, gesturing between you and Cassian.

Cassian rolled over from where he lay on the other side of you. The three of you were still in bed, a full week after you made them breakfast and accepted the mating bond. He propped himself on his elbow to look over at Azriel. "You want to keep everything to yourself."

"This is different." Azriel answered. You couldn't help but silently agree. Azriel's secrets with work were, well, just that, work. This, the three of you, the bond, the love, it was private in a whole other way.

Experimentally, you tugged on the golden thread that wrapped around your heart. You couldn't help but do it every now and then, checking to see if it was real.

"Naughty thing," Azriel purred.

"You need to stop doing that." Cassian told you.

"Why?"

"Because," Cassian answered, shifting closer to you, "if you don't, then we'll never leave this fucking bed."

"Maybe I don't want to leave this bed." You answered. You rolled over towards him, pushing him to lay back down with a single hand on his chest. You slipped a leg over his waist, sitting up and straddling him. Cassian grabbed your hips with his calloused hands, holding you down on his hardening length.

"Before you two start another round," Azriel spoke. "Rhys says we either go to him or he's coming to us."

"I hope you told the High Lord to go fuck himself." You answered.

Both Cassian and Azriel chuckled. "If I did that, my sweet thing, then he'd no doubt be banging on your door right about now." Azriel answered.

Cassian sat up and gave you a quick kiss on the lips. "Common, let's get dressed and get this over with."

The three of you were dressed and at the townhouse within an hour. It would've been earlier, had the three of you not continuously stop to touch, kiss, and caress one another. But, you couldn't find it within yourself to care.

You watched Rhys breath in your scent as you entered the living room. Beside him, Feyre did the same, her eyes growing wide at the realization that dawned on her. However, it was Amren that broke the silence and spoke first.

"You three reak of sex."

"Well, someone interrupted us." You answered, eyeing your High Lord.

"You three took a week off sick to... fuck."

"No," Cassian bit out. You could tell through the bond that having his mates so close to others right now, after only a week of accepting the mating bond, was difficult for him. It was difficult for you as well, but no doubt as difficult as the possessive illyrian brutes at your side found it to be.

"You all left your court duties." Rhys told you.

"You know exactly why we did." Azriel answered cooly.

Rhy's cool, violet eyes surveyed the winged males from head to toe, noting the tension coiled in their muscles. A tension that mirrored his own after he'd cemeted his bond with Feyre in the cabin those few years ago. It was with that in mind, with the memory of his brawl with Cassian just after he'd mated Feyre, that Rhys said, knowing full well that it would send his brother's flying into a protective, mating indused rage, "do you fancy a third male in bed, Y/N?"

Before you could respond, the three males were out the door and brawling in the front yard.

"Males," Amren drawled before standing up and making her way further into the house. Most likely in search of a cup of blood or a glass of wine.

Feyre smiled warmly at you, beckoning you over to her spot on the couch. "They'll be at it for hours." She said, nodding her head towards the window. A quick peek out, and you could see Rhy's laughing as Cassian threw a punch his way. "Come have something to eat. You must be starved."

"Honesty, now that I'm away from those two for a bit, I actually do feel hungry."

"Eat up," Feyre ordered as a plate of fppd appeared on the coffee table before you. "I have no doubt that those two are going to need a lot more than just one fight and a week in bed to satisfy those mating frenzy nerves of theirs."

"Think you can talk Rhys into giving them more time away from their duties?" You asked as you shoved a spoonful of eggs into your mouth.

Feyre looked out the winow for a brief moment before meeting your gaze. "I think so." She answered with a wink.

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So, apparently, people share their cat photos with you? I love this silly little community. Here's a pic of my precious baby. Hopefully, she brings you as much joy as she brings me.

I love this silly little community too!! UGH she is so GORGEOUS!! idk what it is with long haired cats but I just want to shove my face right into their belly. & I love her tabby calico markings! <3

[hellsenthero]

You Call Him Daddy

DBF!Joel X Fem!Reader

How were you supposed to know that your much older boyfriend was your dad's best friend?

MASTERLIST

*****

You didn't know who Joel really was when you met him. You hadn't realized that your dad's buddy from work was the same man you were seeing privately.

Joel didn't realize that the girl he was seeing, that he was fucking, was his best friends daughter. He hasn't known that when he joked about how good your mouth is, he was joking about it with your father.

Your poor father hadn't known that he wasn't the only man you called daddy.

But now it was all out in the open.

Both you and Joel lay together in bed, silent save for your heavy breathing. The thin sheet had been kicked down to the end of the bed. The blankets were lost somewhere on the floor. Sweat clung to your body, your face, and your neck. Joel threw an arm across your torso, and you groaned at the sticky heat of him.

"Joel," you grumbled as he tried to pull you into him.

"Come closer," Joel ordered with a mumble. His face was pressed into his pillow, muffling his voice.

"'S too hot, I need to shower."

"Shower later, cuddle now." You laughed at your boyfriend's little pout.

"I hate you," you said as you rolled into his embrace.

"'S not what you were sayin' a few minutes ago, darlin'."

If Joel heard the response you grumbled under your breath, he didn't let on.

The late afternoon sun shone golden rays through Joel's bedroom window. This late in August, you could already see a few red tipped leaves outside, an early sign of autumn's approach. It was pretty, but it was also a reminder to you that Joel's two week long summer vacation was coming to an end.

"Two more days of your vacation left." You said as you turned to look into Joel's dark eyes.

"Fuck, don't remind me."

"I wish you didn't have to go out this afternoon."

"I know, I'm sorry, but I promised my buddy I'd go to his place for a barbecue ages ago." Joel paused, taking the moment to wiggle in closer to your body. "You could always come and meet my friends from work."

"Do you really want to introduce your friends to your much younger girlfriend on such a large scale?"

"If it means showing you off, yeah." Joel answered.

"Well," you said as you trailed a finger up Joel's naked chest. "As much as I love showing off, I think I'd rather do it on a smaller scale."

"You can text me if you change your mind."

"I know," you answered with a quick kiss. "I think I'll visit my parents' place tonight, I'm getting low on toilet paper so I think I'll steal some from them."

Joel's grin was as bright as the sun shining in through his window. "My little thief. I can buy you toilet paper if you need it."

You shook your head. "I know, I could easily buy it myself too. But it's not as fun as stealing it from my parents' supply closet."

"Well," Joel said with a yawn as he stretched. "I'm glad you'll be amusing yourself when I'm out."

"You'll come by my place after your barbecue?" You asked as you slipped out of Joel's embrace.

"Of course, darlin'." Joel answered as you slipped your underwear back on.

"Good." You leaned over Joel and gave him a quick kiss before spinning away to throw the rest of your clothes on.

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You were surprised to find the gate to your parents backyard wide open.

After leaving Joel, you ran a few errands before driving to your parents' place. You almost thought you had the wrong house when you heard such a commotion coming from the open backyard. Music, laughter and the smell of barbecue accosted you.

Your dad yelled your name as he saw you appear around the corner of the gate.

"Hey there sweetheart," your father greeted.

"Hey," you answered as you gave your dad a quick hug. "What's going on?"

"Your mother and I are throwing a little barbecue get-together with the guys from my work." Alarm bells began ringing in the back of your mind. "I didn't think you'd want to hang around my buddy's much. Otherwise, I would've invited you."

"Oh, that's okay."

"But now you can stay for the meal and I'll introduce you to some of my friends."

Before you could answer, a pair of arms slid around your waist. You knew who they belonged to, and you knew what was coming, but everything happened too fast for you to stop. You were spun around to meet a giddy Joel who was quick to lean down and kiss you.

Right in front of your dad.

"So glad you made it," Joel said as he pulled away from your lips. "How'd you get the address?"

"Joel," you gasped. You looked between your father and Joel with wide eyes.

"Miller," your father spoke with an edge. "Whatcha doin'" He asked all too casually.

"This is be girl I've been tellin' you about." Joel said all to proudly. It wasn't until he finally looked away from you and at your father's fuming gaze that he realized he was missing something.

"You mean to tell me that the girl you've been seeing, the one you've been sleeping with, is my daughter?"

"Dad," you gasped as all the colour drained from Joel's face. "It's, we uh-" you stammered, unsure what you could say that wouldn't make the situation even worse. "We didn't know." You said. Your gaze flit between Joel, your father, and the other party goers, wondering if any of them had clued into the absolute shit show that was happening in the middle of the backyard.

"She's half your age!" Your father hissed at Joel. His hand gesturing between the two of you.

"I know, but listen-"

"Listen?" Your father cried. You could see out of the corner of your vision that a few people were picking up on what was happening now. "You want me to listen to how you seduced my daughter into your bed, Miller? About how my daughter, who's half your fuckin' age, has been fooling around with one of my best buddies from work? Is that it? Is that what you want me to fucking listen to?"

"Listen daddy-" you tried. Both sets of eyes landed on you.

"I got it,"

"Absolutely not!" Joel and your father said at the same time.

"Oh my god," you cried, your hands flew to your face in shame, absolutely mortified. "I'm, I'm going," you said before hastily turning around and rushing from the backyard. Two sets of voices called your name, but you didn't turn around, instead moving faster out of the backyard and towards your car. You could feel the onslot of tears coming. Your vision grew blurry as you yanked your car door open and threw yourself behind the wheel. You blinked back the tears as you grabbed for your seat belt, determined to race out of there and possibly never return. You were stopped from pulling out of the driveway by your passenger side door opening up.

Joel slid into the passenger seat with a great commotion. "Baby," he began as he leaned towards you, hid hand reaching out for your own.

"Stop," You pulled your hand from his reach and grabbed the steering wheel. "I need to leave, Joel. Now!"

"Drive then," he ordered.

You didn't bother arguing with him about leaving his car behind before you pulled out of your parents' driveway.

"I'm fucked," you said about five minutes into your drive home. "Absolutely fucked, Joel!"

"No-"

"Yes!" You cried. As you came to a red light, you took the chance to rub at your eyes like a sleepy infant.

"My dad knows we're together! He knows we're sleeping together!"

"I know," Joel answered calmly.

"He thinks you seduced me!"

"I know."

"Why aren't you upset?" You cried. A few more intersections to drive through, and you'd be turning onto your street.

"I am, but not in the way you are, darlin'."

"What?"

"Just drive," Joel said, pointing to the lights up a head. You were almost home. "We can sit and talk once we get inside, yeah?"

"I don't think I can sit still right now." You answered honestly. "I'm, I'm like buzzing," you explained weakly.

"I'm sure you're anxious and stressed, darling. Look," Joel said as you pulled into your driveway. "Let's get inside,"

You practically raced inside, determined to sort through the days absolute shit show. "He's gonna make us break up," you said as you paced across your living room carpet. "That or my parents are going to disown me."

"They won't-"

"Then they'll make us break up!"

"They can't make us do anything." Joel answered.

"Oh my god," you moaned in utter mortification. "Everyone from your work saw that today! They all heard how you're dating the slut that's your best friends daughter!"

"Hey!" Joel interrupted harshly. "You're not a slut, and it fucking pisses me off that your father would insinuate something like that to you. You're a grown adult," Joel's hands came up to cup your face. "We're in an adult relationship, one where we're both happy and consenting. We haven't done anything wrong."

"I know," you answered. "And it never felt like that before, like what we were doing was wrong. But now, with my dad's reaction," you trailed off. Unsure if you really wanted to voice how your father had you doubting your relationship.

"I know. But do you really want to let others control our relationship?"

"No."

"We can talk to your parents, yeah? Explain that this isn't some fling between us. That we really care for each other."

You paused, taking a moment to look into Joels dark eyes. "Not a fling, huh?" You asked, some of your spark returning.

"Not a fling, darling."

"You really care for me?" You asked as you settled yourself on Joel's lap. His arms circled around your back.

"More than you know." Joel answered. You met in the middle for a kiss, your body going lax in his arms. But just as Joel deepened the kiss, your phone rang out. You turned around to see a call from your dad coming through. You leaned over, picking it up from the coffee table to show Joel. "Let it go," Joel told you. "We can talk to him later."

"Not now?"

"No," Joel answered as he maneuvered you to lay across the couch. "He needs time to cool off. And you, darling," he said with a smirk, his head tilted down so he could press a soft kiss to the side of your neck. "You need a distraction."

You tossed your phone somewhere on the carpet. Moving to your hands underneath Joel's shirt, trailing along the muscles in his back. "Okay," you answered. But Joel gave you a look that you knew all too well, one that had you correcting yourself. "Okay, daddy."

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I'll Go Under (With You)

Ep. 2 Not So Dead

Warnings: Language, gore. 2.2K Words.

Mafia!Stucky X Fem!Reader

MASTERLIST

An enemy from the past comes back for revenge. What happens when you're caught in the crossfire?

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You were theirs, and they were yours. Everyone knew that, or nearly so. Clearly, the asshole standing in front of you now didn’t get the memo.

“Come on baby, give me a chance,” the man slurred. He reeked like booze and the beer he held in his hand sloshed over and spilt over your shoes. Your gaze dropped down to where the sticky liquid pooled around your expensive black heels, then back up into the man’s dark eyes.

“As I said, I’m spoken for.” You said coolly. You were about two seconds away from punching the lights out of the drunken man before you.

As you turned to leave, the man cursed behind you. “Fucking bitch.”

You stopped walking. Your eyes met your men’s across the room, their gazes lit with fire as they made their way over to you, ready to get rid of the man bothering you, most likely with plenty of bloodshed. You held up your hand, signalling to them that you had the situation handled. You turned back to the drunk, his scowl quickly turning back into a pleased smirk as he thought he had you in the palm of his hand. As if anyone would. His hand reached out and grasped your hip, his palm hot and clammy. Your eyes narrowed.

His two seconds were up.

You punched him. One right hook and he was passed out, his body sprawled across the bar floor.

Your men walked up behind you, you didn’t have to turn to know that it was Steve who stood on your right and Bucky who stood on your left. “Good job, doll.” Bucky crooned in your ear.

You couldn’t hold back your smile at his praise. “Sam,” Steve ordered, “take the fucker out back. When he wakes up make sure he remembers the lesson our girl taught him.”

Sam stepped over from where he stood against the wall, gripping the unconscious man’s legs he made to drag him out. “You got it, boss.”

As the man’s body was brought out back, the music and drunken chatter of the bar quickly picked back up. Finally, you took a step forward and turned to face your men. “Hi,” you smirked up at your boys.

“Hey doll,” Bucky answered quickly, his stormy eyes dark with lust.

“Hey angel,” Steve said softly, his rough hand coming up gently to cup your face. You leaned further into his hold, enjoying his warmth. His grip tightened just ever so slightly as he said, “did I hear that fucker call you baby?”

The smile slid off your face. “Yeah,” you breathed.

Steve and Bucky shared a look before turning back to face you. “I think it’s time we go home now, doll,” Bucky said to you softly before taking hold of your hand and leading you out of the bar.

—

Bucky held you on his lap in the back seat of the car. You ground your hips on him as his lips trailed along your neck. Steve’s hands trailed up your waist, sliding past your bra and cupping your breasts.

"Delicious," he purred into your ear.

"I- we shouldn't." You said, tilting your head to the driver of the car.

"The partition is up, doll." Bucky soothed your worries. "Plus, when has that ever stopped ya?"

Your lust filled eyes turned to Steve. The blonde already had his gaze locked on you, smirking. "Awe, baby, you didn't actually think we would wait until we got home to fuck you, did ya?"

Holy God, your men and their insatiable desires. You fucking loved it.

"I," you began, not quite sure what to say.

"Do you want this?" Steve checked with you. Concern breaking through the lust filling his features. You nodded your head.

"Words, doll." Bucky reminded you. Vocal consent was one of your rules you and your men had before you really began anything.

"Yes. Yes please."

Bucky smiled and he shared a look with Steve. "Look at that Stevie, our girl is already begging'."

Steve chuckled. "Lean back on Bucky's chest baby."

You leaned back, listening to Steve. Bucky's metal arm wrapped around your torso, holding you tightly to him. The brunette's hot breath fanned your neck as he placed delicate kisses along your neck, making marks that he knew would show up as proof of your love making.

"So goo-" The blaring of a horn cut Steve off. Bright lights filled the car for a moment before there was a screech of tires. Steve threw himself over you and Bucky as your world got jolted.

And then there was nothing.

No sound. No car. No Bucky. No Steve. Just darkness.

—--

Waking up was a dizzying experience. The world swam in and out of focus as your head lulled to the side. Pain shot through your body like a lightning strike. A muffled gasp left you, muffled, you realized, because you were gaged. You tried listening to your surroundings but were unable to hear anything over the thumping inside your skull. Your movement must have caught the attention of someone, because a moment later humorless laughter filled the room.

"Impressive," the voice purred. "You're the first one to wake up. Seems like I got a fighter on my hands." Footsteps came towards you before you were grasped by the chin, your head tilted upwards. Your gaze locked on a pair of dark eyes.

Not Bucky, not Steve.

"Evenin' Sugar." The man purred. It took you a moment to remember the face before you. The face that was once ruggedly handsome and was now twisted and torn apart with scars.

Rumlow. The bastard once worked for Steve and Bucky before they discovered him for the traitor he truly was. Apparently, the bomb your men had planted in his car wasn't enough to kill him like the three of you had thought.

Rumlow chuckled, seeming to understand what you were thinking. "I'm back from the dead, baby. Like my new look?" He asked as he turned to show off his startling scars.

A muffle from you had him pulling the gage out of your mouth with his other hand. "What do you want Rumlow?"

Rumlow let go of your face, stepping back he gave you a once over before answering. "I'm here to pay back your boys for what they did to me."

Your stomach dropped and cold dread slithered through your veins. "They did what they had to once you betrayed them." You answered.

Rumlow smiled. "I'm glad you think so, because tonight, I'm going to do what I have to." With a too hard pat to your cheek, Rumlow walked away. He unlocked and opened a steel door but paused before walking out of the room. "Do me a favor sugar, scream for me when your boys wake up."

Your eyes widened as the door shut with a bang and you realized you had never been alone with Rumlow. Off to your right, sat Bucky and Steve. Their heads were bent back with unconsciousness and their limbs were heavily chained to the steel chairs they were slumped in. "Steve, Bucky!" You whispered harshly. A twitch from Bucky had you repeating their names a touch louder. With a jerk, your boyfriends rose from unconsciousness. Profanities slipped from both of their lips as their eyes blinked open.

“Baby?” Steve called, his head swiveled towards you with a heavy drop of his chin and you realized he was still very much out of it. Beside him, Bucky was fairing a bit better.

“The fuck happened?”

“Rumlow has us.”

Their blue eyes widened as they fully took in their surroundings. “That fucker's supposed to be dead!” Bucky bit out.

“Well, he's very much alive.” You answered.

“Are you okay?” Steve asked urgently. He couldn't see much of you past Bucky's body, but you knew your two men were urgently sweeping their gazes over every part of you that they could see.

“Just sore,” you answered. You were sure that beneath your clothing your skin was marred with bruises, but that was the least of your worries. “Can you break out of the chains?”

Bucky and Steve both struggled against the steel hold they were in. “I think I've been fucking drugged,” Bucky groaned. “This should be easy.”

Beside him, Steve threw his head back. “Yeah, I think so.”

You looked up at the ceiling, noticing a security camera pointed right at the three of you. The red blinking light taunting you. “Better hurry, I think he's watching.”

“Shit,” Bucky cursed. Whether from the strain against pulling on his chains, or at the realization that Rumlow was most likely headed right back to your room, you didn't know. You didn't care, either. You just wanted out. You needed this to end so the three of you could get back home, where it was safe.

You were about to speak again when everything happened at once. The door to the room flew open just as Steve and Bucky broke out of the chains. At the same time, a gunshot went off somewhere farther away, followed by yelling and screaming.

Bucky got to Rumlow first, grabbing him by the throat and smashing his head back against the wall. Another shot rang loud, this one louder than the previous. You watched in sick, horrific satisfaction as Bucky strangled the life out of Rumlow. Steve was quick to free you from your hold, helping you to stand up before pushing you behind him. You could hear hurried footsteps rushing towards you and you knew it was Rumlow’s men coming to kill the three of you.

But it wasn't his men that turned the corner of the doorway. It was a woman with short red hair and a dark skinned man, both holding guns.

It was your boyfriend's two favourite employees and close friends, Natasha and Sam.

“Oh God,” you cried in relief.

Their eyes swept the room, taking note of everything. “All good?” Sam asked, his gaze flicking between yours and the other two men.

“For now.” Bucky bit out.

Natasha reached behind herself and pulled out a gun, tossing it to Bucky before Sam did the same, tossing his second one to Steve. You could still hear shots and screams ringing out and you wondered how much of Steve and Bucky’s team was here.

As if Sam had read your mind, he spoke, “the whole gang's here, boss. Shouldn't be too difficult getting outta here.”

“Rumlow, you seen him?” Steve asked as you all made your way out of the room. You stayed between Steve and Bucky, a knife in your hand that Natasha had slipped you.

“I think the fucking coward shot off.” Natasha answered.

Steve and Bucky shared a look over your head, one that you knew meant trouble. But as their gaze landed on you, you knew getting you to safety was their main priority.

“We're turning right once we get up the stairs, then a left and straight out the fucking door.” Sam called from the front of the pack.

Rushing up the stairs and through the halls was a blur. You saw a couple of bodies, but you looked away in fear you'd recognize one of them. Blood splattered the walls and the floor. The crimson liquid soaking the shards of broken glass and furniture that littered the place.

It almost reminded you of the haunted houses you'd visit in October when you were a kid. Almost, because where there should have been ghosts and ghouls and witches, there were just bodies, bodies and more bodies.

The sun was bright in the sky when you made it outside. So different from the dark night sky you'd last seen. You squeezed your eyes shut at the brightness and let Bucky, you could tell by his metal hand, lead you to the van. Just as Bucky ushered you into the van you heard a crisp “all clear,” come through Sam and Natasha's radios.

“Bring her back to the house,” Steve ordered Sam. You were the only one seated as the others all stood outside the drivers side door.

“You heard em’ boss. It's all clear. We'll tie up the loose ends here while the three of you head home and relax.” Steve and Bucky shared a look, as if they were going to argue, but Natasha spoke up before they could storm off.

“At least one of you needs to head back with Boss Lady and take care of her, and I'm sure she'd appreciate both of you at her side right about now.” Steve and Bucky looked back at you, and were met with a small pout.

“Please?” You asked.

And that sealed it. Steve let Bucky climb in the back with you while he took the driver's seat, knowing that Bucky most likely needed a bit of extra time with you given how protective he was.

“Come here, doll.” Bucky cooed as he wrapped you up in his arms. You snuggled tightly into his embrace, letting him wrap his body around your own. A quick peek at the rear view mirror had you meeting Steve's warm gaze, and you knew that whether or not Rumlow was caught, everything was going to be just fine.

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Ep 1: Back From Buisness

Ep 2: Not So Dead

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A series of Mafia!Stucky X Fem!Reader oneshots.

[hellsenthero]

These kinds of reactions are why I keep writing.

Kinktober Day 5: Overstimulation

Moon Knight System X Reader

Kinktober Masterlist

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You smile up at your sweet, sweet boyfriend. His brown eyes wide with adoration. Just looking up at his little dopey smile, you know that it's Steven that's fronting.

"Enjoy your nap, love?"

"Yeah," you answer as you nuzzle your face into his palm. He's leaning over you, one hand propping himself up while the other gently cups your face.

"I've been waiting for you to wake up for a while now." Steven admits.

"Oh?" Steven nods, his dark hair falling in front of his face. "You have something planned?" You ask.

Steven shrugs a shoulder before leaning down and kissing you softly. "Not really, just miss your company."

"You were napping with me, Steven." You laugh out.

"Yeah, but I want more." You don't need to ask what more means. You can tell by the way Steven trails his lips down your neck, mouthing at your pulse point.

"Is someone feeling a little needy?" You tease.

"No." Steven says.

"Oh, so I guess I can get on with my day then?" You ask as you push Steven away from your neck. You nearly coo at the little whine he let's out.

"Yes," Steven admits quickly. He's always quick to fold. "I'm needy. Been missing you."

"Baby," you coo. "That's all you had to say."

No more words are spoken for a while as Steven trails his hands up your shirt. Skimming his fingers up your naked torso. He nips and sucks at your neck like a child with their pacifier. Your own hands run up his naked back, trailing through the ends of his hair and lightly pulling. You're quick to capture the moan Steven let's out with your mouth.

"Bloody hell," Steven breathes out as he pulls away from the kiss. His hands make their way to your underwear, having taken your pants off before getting into bed earlier for your nap."I need you, darling."

"You got me, baby." You tell him as you shimmy out of your underwear. They're damp with your arousal and Steven is quick to toss them off the bed along with his own.

"Just wanna be in you, love." Steven admits.

"Go for it." You tell him, but he's quick to shake his head.

"No, love. Gotta prep you, yeah."

"Steven," you whine as he slips a finger inside of you.

"Been waiting for this for a while." Steven tells you as he thrusts his finger inside of you. He adds a second finger when you start to tilt your hips down towards his hand. "Now you gotta wait just a bit, love."

"Steven," you warn. Wanting nothing more than his cock in you right now.

"Almost there, love."

After adding a third finger and thoroughly teasing you, Steven slips his fingers out of you and lines his cock up at your entrance. He's slow to push in, much unlike his alters, Steven likes to take his time entering you.

"Oh God," You moan.

"Not God, love, just me." Steven says rather cheekily.

You laugh as you move to meet his thrust. "I need you to pick up the pace."

"You got it love." Steve says and true to his word, his next thrust comes faster and harder than the last. "Like that?"

"Yes," You hiss in pleasure as Steven continues to fuck you. When it comes to sex, hard and fast isn't typically Steven's style. But he likes anything that brings you pleasure and today that's this. "So good, Stevie."

"Oh love," Steven coos. "Feel so good wrapped around me. Gonna make me come."

"Do it." You order.

"Not without you. Gotta make you come."

"I'm close," you whine. "So close." Your hands grab onto Steven's ass, pulling him in closer. "Gonna come, Stevie."

"Oh love, come for me." Steven begs. You moan and cry out as you reach your climax, crying Steven's name just as you feel him reach his own end, filling you up with his spend.

You expect Steven to pull out next. To get started on cleaning the two of you up and laying down for cuddles. But instead he's lifting your legs over his shoulders, his cock still hard inside of you.

"Steven!" You shout as his cock hits even deeper into you.

"Try again." A deep voice orders. You look up to meet your boyfriend's gaze and you can tell that Steven is no longer the one looking back at you. Marc is fronting now and he doesn't seem to be satisfied the way Steven was.

"Marc," you lament.

"There we go." Marc chuckles. "Thought you were done?" He asks.

"Wasn't expecting you." You tell him truthfully.

"Oh, would you rather Steven come back?" He asks. Despite his hard cock inside of you, you know that if you said yes that Marc would get Steven back in the body instantly.

"No, aa long as he's not upset. I know he likes our down time after sex."

"He does," Marc says as he slowly thrusts his cock in and out of you. "But he's happy to watch, too." Marc leans down and kisses you. It's different from Steven, harder, but still tender. "Let's give him a show."

You can't help but cry out in shoke and pleasure as Marc gives a hard thrust into your channel. Your hand comes down to grab the meat of his thigh and your sure that the both of you are going to have bruises from each other once this is done. "You know," Marc grunts as he fucks you. His hair falls into his eyes but he doesn't move it, his hands stay wrapped tightly around your ankles, holding them over his shoulders. "I've been watching for a while now. Watching you moan and cry for Steven."

"Oh fuck," you babble. Your eyes close in pleasure for a moment before opening back up and meeting Marc's dark gaze.

"All I could think while I watched you get split a part on his cock was that I could do a better job."

"Marc!" You cry as you quickly reach your second orgasm. Still sensitive from Steven, you're quick to climax a second time.

"Now I gotta show him how a real man does it." Marc says before crashing his mouth onto yours. Your kiss is dirty, a mess of teeth and tongues. Your hands reach up for his dark strands of hair, pulling and grabbing.

"So good, Marc. So good." Your words are slurred with pleasure, more babbling than anything. But Marc answers you still.

"Gonna come inside of you, baby. Gonna pump you full. You'll be leaking with me."

"Fuck Marc please!" You beg.

"Fuck baby, take it!" Marc orders. His grip on you tightens as he reaches his end. "Fucking take my cock, take my come!" Marc groans as he comes inside of you. Leaning down his his face buried in your neck. Marc pulls his cock free of you and you whine at the emptiness despite feeling the beginnings of being overstimulated. You don't register that he's moved again until you feel a mouth at your entrance, a tongue licking up the come that leaks out of you.

"Fuck!" You cry as you jolt back, further into the pillows. "Too much!"

The licking stops for a moment before you hear your boyfriend speak. But it's not Marc that speaks this time, but Jake. "Common princess, you can handle it. Just tryna clean you up a bit." You don't get a chance to answer before you feel Jake's mouth back at you entrance, lucking and sucking you clean. You squirm away, for back into the headboard, but Jake is quick to grab onto your legs and pull you back to were he kneels between your open legs. He doesn't appreciate you trying to take away his little treat and pinches your thigh in warning. "Stop moving." He orders before he continues to suck your fucking soul out of your body.

"Jake!" You yell. You yell loud enough for the neighbour's to hear, no doubt giving them the idea you're having one hell of a foursome. Your next release comes so fast it's nearly painful. There's no more of the slow, teasing buildup. "Too much," you sob just as Jake pulls away from between your legs. His right hand rubs you leg gently, a stark contrast to his attitude earlier.

"Too much?" He asks with a faux pout.

"Too much, Jake."

"Okay, " Jake says softly. "In that case just one more then." You don't get a chance to answer before his mouth is back on you. Licking and sucking and devouring. Somewhere in the back of your mind you know that your boyfriend is full of his when he says just one more, but you can't complain. Not too much, at least. Not when he's making you feel so good. Your body is limp and your half conscious by the time your faith, six? Climax comes barrling through you. Jake's mouth must be sore, he's been at it for a long time, but he doesn't say so.

"Too much." You whimper. Your limp hand gives a weak attempt at pushing Jake's head away, but it quickly falls flat on the bedsheets.

"I know, princess. All done." You breath out at the promise of an end. You're more than ready to take another nap now, to go back to sleep and not wake up for hours. You're just about to do so when your boyfriend's voice has you peaking your eyes open at him. "We're all done." He promises again. "Just as soon as I get one more from you." He says with a smirk before diving back into your center.

[hellsenthero]

I'll Go Under (With You)

Ep.1 Back From Buisness

Mafia!Stucky X Fem!Reader

After a short business trip that took Steve away, you finally have your two boys home again.

Themes/Warnings: Smut, lots of it.

A/N: This is a series where each fic can be read as a oneshot as well as in any order, despite being numbered. Fics that have a second part will be marked accordingly.

MASTERLIST

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Your fingers grasped at the dark locks of hair between your legs. Simultaneously pulling the head away and pushing yourself closer to the delicious feeling at your center. A thumb rubbed you harshly and you came with a cry. Back arched and head thrown back in pleasure as you were worked through your orgasm.

With a last swipe of his tongue, Bucky stood and undid his belt. He didn't bother pushing his jeans down all the way as he took his hard cock out and sunk into your core.

"Fuck!" You cried as Bucky began thrusting in and out of you. Your dress was pooled at your hips, Bucky laying claim to your breasts with wet kisses.

"Gonna mark you all up," Bucky breathed as he fucked you. "Make sure our boy knows what you were doing while he was gone, yeah."

"More," you begged as you wrapped your legs around Bucky's waist. His left hand slid down to your ass and pulled you further in just as he gave a hard thrust. You swore you could feel him rearranging your insides. "So good." You breathed.

"Gonna make sure he tastes me when he eats you out tonight." Bucky taunted.

"Oh fuck!" You cried. Bucky's dirty talk always did things to you during sex. This afternoon he had some particularly slutty things to say.

"Gonna come on my cock?" He asked with a smirk. His blue eyes bore into you. Watching every bit of pleasure show up on your face.

"Yes!" You admitted, already feeling your legs tense up.

"Come on, baby. Come for me again." Bucky said as his thrusts grew sloppy. You knew he was close, and as that invisible tether in you pulled tighter, you knew you were right there with him.

"Oh my god." You moaned as that tether finally snapped. Your legs shook and your eyes closed. Bucky thrust a few more times before you felt him come inside of you. His cock pulsed with each spurt of come he shot into you.

"Fucking perfect," Bucky murmured as he pulled out of you. You hummed your acknowledgment, your pleasure clouded brain not coming up with the words to speak. "Try to keep that in till Stevie gets home." Bucky coached as he fixed your underwear over your leaking core.

"If you want Stevie to taste you so badly, just fuck his throat when he gets home." You said only half jokingly.

Bucky squeezed your hips tightly before taking a step back, his mouth curled into a full smile and he tucked himself back into his pants. "Such a dirty girl."

You kissed him briefly before pulling away and adjusting your dress. "You love it."

"I do," Bucky admitted before turning around and washing up at the kitchen sink. "Now go rest before our boy gets home."

You hopped off the kitchen island. "I'll lay out in the sun for a bit," you said as you made way to the patio door.

You were outside on the balcony when Steve came home. Bucky was at the stove, cooking dinner. As soon as you heard them speaking, you hopped off the lounger and slid back in through the open patio door. "Steve!" You cried as you shot yourself into his open arms.

"Hey baby," Steve breathed as he held you. He breathed in your scent. A combination of your shampoo and Bucky's cologne. "How's my favourite girl doing?"

"Better now that you're back," you answered, which earned a scoff from Bucky.

"What, did I not satisfy you enough?"

You waved your boyfriend off. "You know I'm always happiest when I'm with the both of you."

Steve gave you a soft kiss. "I know, darling girl."

"Go sit," Bucky ordered as he turned the stove off. "Dinner's almost ready."

"Sir, yes, sir," you giggled as you left the kitchen, hand in hand with Steve. "How was work?" You asked as you sat across from Steve at your dinner table.

"Not great, but I got some deals done." Steve answered.

"So you'll stay home for a while?" You asked.

"Yeah baby, we'll make sure that the next few deals are done in our area of town. Or Bucky will go, I know you must be sick of him by now."

"Hey!" Bucky yelled as you laughed at your boyfriend's antics. "Just for that," Bucky said as he sat a hot bowl of pasta down in front of you. "You'll be served last."

"Wow," Steve gasped, a hand thrown across his chest in mock dramatics. "After all I do for us."

"Suck it," Bucky shot back as he brought out the last serving for Steve.

"I was planning to," Steve answered with a wicked grin. "Before you got so rude."

Bucky grinned like the cat that got the mouse. No one else said anything as you all dug into your dinner. Bucky had made Steve's favourite dish for his return back. He hadn't been gone for long, less than a week, but you all hated any long distance from each other. You especially. You were prone to worrying about your boys' well-being when one of them was gone. With their dangerous line of work, one deal gone wrong could be the end of a life. After a few near-misses on their end and many panic attacks on yours, the boys worked out a system to almost always guarantee they were never gone at the same time. You found that when you had one of them by your side, the stress and anxiety you felt of the others' departure was significantly reduced.

"I'll just be a moment," Bucky said as he stood from the dining room table, pointing a finger at the cellphone ringing in his large hand.

You watched as Bucky walked out onto the balcony before Steve was reaching across the table and giving your hand a gentle squeeze. "He might be a bit, baby." Steve told you. You pouted as you began cleaning up the dishes. You only made it as far as the kitchen sink before Steve stopped you. "I'll do that after, right now I need to spend some time with you."

If you couldn't tell by the timber of your boyfriend's voice what he had in mind, then the slight bulge in his pants gave it away. "Lead the way, handsome." You answered with a coy smile.

Steve had you flat on the bed in record time. His muscled arms caging you in as he leaned above you. His kisses always started soft, small pepperings along your shoulder, cheek, and neck. They quickly grew heated as your hands tangled in his hair. "Missed you so much," Steve rasped.

"'M missed you too, I don't like it when you're gone."

"Don't worry," Steve answered as he slid your dress up and off your body. "I won't be goin' anywhere for a while, baby."

"Good," was all you said before helping Steve she'd his clothing.

He groaned as he got between your legs, thumb rubbing your clit gently as he took long, slow licks of your center. "Bucky fucked you, didn't he?" Steve asked.

"Right before you got home," Bucky answered from the doorway. His shirt was off and his pants were undone, his cock in his hand. He must have been there for a while, but neither you nor Steve had realized.

"Gonna watch me fuck our girl?" Steve asked without looking away from you. The heat in your core only grew with each filthy word out of his mouth.

"You bet," Bucky answered. He gave a swat to Steve's ass as he walked by before settling in the armchair across the room, his cock once again in his hand.

Steve threw his clothes off as both Bucky and you watched. Naked, Steve leaned back between your thighs and licked along your core.

"Fuck!" You cried as you drove your hips up, further into his mouth.

Steve threw an arm down across your hips, holding you down. "Relax, baby."

"I am!" You moaned. "So, so relaxed." Steve chuckled but didn't say anything more, instead focusing his attention on your sex.

Every once in a while, through a haze of pleasure, you'd look across the room at Bucky. He was rubbing himself slowly, every time, never getting faster. It wasn't until Steve sunk his cock into you that Bucky began moving his hand faster up and down his cock.

"Still so fucking tight," Steve gasped. You knew Bucky no doubt had a quip to that, something about stretching you out, but if he said it, you didn't hear. Not over the blood rushing in your ears and the slap of skin on skin.

"Gonna come!" You warned.

"Fuck," Steve moaned. "Me too, baby."

Nearly together, you Steve and Bucky reached your climax. Bucky came all over his chest and stomach. Steve stilled as he filled you with his seed.

"Good god," you whispered to no one in particular. Bucky got up and cleaned himself off in the bathroom, coming back and helping wipe down you and Steve.

"Come to bed Bucky, I wanna sleep with my people."

Bucky chuckled as he climbed into bed with the two of you. "I love you two," he said softly.

"Love you, Buck," you and Steve answered in unison.

[hellsenthero]

Finally writing again! Starting a Mafia!Stucky X Fem!reader series. Each "episode" can be read on its own, no back story needed unless otherwise marked. First episode is gonna be a lot of smut. ❤️‍🔥

If you have any ideas for episodes you'd like to see, please reach out and share them!

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Kinktober Day 8: Chasing

Azriel X Fem!Reader

Kinktober Masterlist

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Night had come, and the moon cast a silver glow over the otherwise dark forest. Your breathing came fast and heavy as you ran. You were nearly crashing through the forest, causing such a ruckus that you knew the creatures in the forest could hear you. You knew he could hear you. But you couldn't stop, couldn't slow down. You knew you wouldn't get out of here by stealth. Speed was your only option.

Run, run, run, run. Your mind chanted over and over again.

Run. He'd said.

So you did.

You ran for what felt like eternity. Your lungs burned, your legs sore, but you didn't stop.

Not until your foot caught on a twisted tree root, and you went flying into the ground with a cry. Your fingers scraped at the dirt and leaves as you moved to stand and keep going, but a voice behind you had you pausing.

"How pathetic." You spun in the dirt to face the male behind you. His frame towered over you, his leathery wings blocking out the moons light, further casting you in darkness. "I thought I told you to run?" He said with a quirk of his head.

"I-" you began before you lapsed into a coughing fit.

"You?" The male said with a predatory smile. "I'll finish that thought for you, darling." He said once you stopped coughing. "You're mine now."

You gasped in shock as the male reached out and grabbed you. "I think your legs must be tired from all that running." He said as he picked you up. He walked forward until your back met a tree. "Let me help you with that." He said as he lifted your legs up and around his waist. His croch lined up with yours, and you could feel his hard length. He ground his hips into you, making sure you could feel every inch of his cock through his pants.

"Please-" you gasped as he shoved your dress further up your thighs. With a harsh tug he pulled your underwear to the side, leaving your cunt bare and open to him.

"Please what?" He asked as his right hand got to work undoing his pants. "Please... stop? Please... fuck you?" He chuckled as he finally got his cock free. "Don't worry darling, I got you." You said before he pushed his cock into you.

You both groaned at the feeling of him filling you. "Az-"

"I know," he said. He gave you a moment to adjust to his length before he really started to fuck you.

"Oh fuck!" You cried as he found a rhythm.

"There you go." Azriel gasped. "Taking me so well. You're fucking made for my cock."

"Harder!" You ordered.

Azriel fucked you hard enough that you knew you'd have cuts on your back from the tree bark, but you didn't care. Not when his cock felt so good inside of you, filling you up, hitting that special spot inside of you.

"Fucking tight." Azriel growled before shoving his face into the crook of your neck. He nipped and kissed and sucked all over. You knew he was leaving marks, claiming you.

"I'm close!" You warned as you felt that teather inside of you pull impossibility tighter.

"Come. Come on my cock." Azriel ordered.

You obeyed instantly. With shaking legs, your orgasm rushed through you. You threw your head back with a silent moan, your eyes closed in pleasure.

"Fuck!" Azriel shouted as his own climax hit him. He pushed his cock as far as he could inside of you as he came, filling you up with each and every pump of his come he let out.

The forest was silent, save for your heavy breathing as you each came down from your climax. Azriel was slow to pull out and even slower to lower your legs back down to the ground. "You okay?" He asked tenderly. The sneaky, threatening male from before replaced with a tender, soft lover. "Did I hurt you?"

"No, Az. I'm okay." You told him with a smile.

"You back-"

"My back is okay, not too sore." Azriel leaned forward with a smile and pressed a gentle kiss to your mouth before he pulled away.

"I'll run you a warm bath at the house, make sure you're not too scrapped up."

"Okay," you answered with a giggle.

Azriel wrapped his arms around you, preparing to winnow you home. "I'm glad you let slip this little fantasy of yours. It was fun." Your giggle turned into an outright laugh.

"You're just happy so long as we fuck."

Azriel nodded. "So long as you're. comfortable, yeah."

[hellsenthero]

Oh. OH. I didn’t know somnophilia was something I want to try until now.

That was so f***ing hot. Cassian and breeding kink is just ����🥵 and what I live for.

I’ll be in my bunk now.. for, uh, reasons. 😉

Lol! I love this response! I'm glad that I'm not the only one staying in bed with the fic. After I wrote it, I may or may not have also gone to bed for a while... for, uh, reasons. 🙈🙊

P.s. If you try it out, update me.

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Kinktober Day 7: Somnophillia

Cassian X Reader

Kinktober Masterlist

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You and Cassian had talked about it many times. The idea of using each other for your own pleasure in sleep. You always came to the same agreement that you were open to it, and if anything changed, you'd tell each other.

Cassian hadn't planned on fucking you tonight. In fact, he was bone deep exhausted. All he wanted after a day full of training was to fall asleep with you in his arms. But then he opened the bedroom door and saw you laying there. All pretty and pliant and utterly naked. You were on your stomach, sound asleep on your side of the bed. Your arms were up by your head, and the sheets had been kicked down to the foot of the bed. He could see the little raised bumps of your skin and he knew you must be cold.

He should have pulled the sheets back up to cover you. Should have wrapped you up in his arms and offered you his warmth. But he was a selfish male.

Cassian chucked his leather off with expert speed, all the while his eyes roamed your sweet little body. His cock was already stirring, getting hard at just the sight of you and the though of how sweet it would be to be inside of you. Cassian knows how tight you are, knows that even after fucking you hundreds of times, he still needs to open you up. He's slow as he brings a finger to your hole. Slow and cautious as he pushes in a single digit. You stir, letting out a sweet little hmph, but you're quick to settle.

Cassian gives you an extra moment, making sure he hasn't already woken you before he fucks his finger in and out of you. He spits down on his hand as he pushes a second finger in. Fucking and twisting and scissoring them in and out of you. Cassian has no idea what you're dreaming about, but he can tell your body is happy at this little intrusion. Your hips shift ever so closer to him, your fingers grasp the pillow with your unconscious arousal. A little moan slips out and Cassian can't help but smile.

He's careful when he pulls his fingers out, even more so when he lines his cock up with your entrance and pushes in. He can't help the groan of pleasure that's pulled from deep within his chest. Your sweet, tight heat is fucking perfect. You're wrapped around his fat cock in such a way that already threatens him with a fast climax.

"Perfect," Cassian mumbles to himself as he takes the globes of your ass into his hands. He kneads and rubs you slowly, watching how your ass moves with his grip and how stuffed you look with his cock in you.

He can't hold it back any longer, the need to absolutely destroy you with his dick. His first real thrust sends your body further up the bed. By his third, you're starting to wake up.

"C, Cass..." You moan. You're slurring his name, and Cassian can tell that consciousness hasn't fully come to you yet.

"Sorry," Cassian apologizes, not feeling very sorry at all. "You looked too perfect. Had to stuff you with my cock."

"Cass!" You cry out.

"Go- go back to sleep." Cassian tells you. "Just gonna fuck you a little longer. Wanna fill you up."

You mumble something incoherent, something along the lines of, so good, but he can't be sure. All Cassian knows is how good you feel wrapped around him and how bad his need to breed you is.

"Gonna pump you full." Cassian says as he fucks you even harder. His calloused hands are gripping hard enough on your hips that you know he'll leave marks. "Need to make sure you take me."

"Don't stop!" You slur.

"Never," Cassian says. "I'm keeping you like this, all wrapped around my cock. You're gonna be my little toy."

Cassian is drunk off pleasure. He babbles what comes to mind as he fucks you. Utterly obsessed with how you feel.

You're more awake now, more aware. You don't know what time it is or how long Cassian’s been inside you, but you know how good you feel. You mumble his name, a plea for more and a praise for how good it is. You cling onto the sheets, your face stuffed in your pillow. Your breathing is hard, the pillow making it difficult to take in deep breaths, but you would happily die on your mate's cock right now.

"Come," Cassian gasps. "I'm gonna come." You moan out in sweet pleasure as your own climax rushes through you. You call his name just as your release rushes through you. "Fuck!" Cassian barks as he reaches his climax. He's quick to push deep into you, holding you on his cock as he fills you with his seed. "So good." Cassian says softly.

All your energy seems to leave with your climax and you're left exhausted. Your eyes flutter shut and your breathing evens out as consciousness slips away once more.

"Love you," Cassian whispers as he slips his softening cock out of you. Laying down, he presses a kiss to your head before pulling you into his arms.

He's exhausted now and on the verge of sleep, but he knows when he wakes up in the morning that he's going to spend his sweet time cleaning you up.

[hellsenthero]

Moon Knight Masterlist

Oneshots

Hidden in The Sand: A misson gone wrong for Marc and Steven potentially puts Y/N’s life in danger. Y/N is used to facing danger, but she’s unequiped when danger comes to her in the form of a third alter, a man that neither Y/N nor her boyfriends ever knew existed.

Kinktober Day 5: Overstimulation

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Kinktober Day 6: Oral

Teacher!Joel X Student!Reader

Kinktober Masterlist

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"Do you know why we're having this meeting?" Mr Miller asks you. He's sitting behind his desk, his shirt sleeves rolled up, showing off his forearms, and just that has you a little distracted.

"Oh, well, I guess because I didn't do well on the test?" You say.

Joel shakes his head as he leans forward, bracing his arms on the desk. "It's not just the test." He says, his dark eyes locking with your own. "After the last few, you're no longer on track to graduate."

"What?" You gasp, sitting up in your seat. "But, but it was just a couple of written tests! I've still been doing my work!"

Joels mouth pulls into a slight frown. "Unfortunately, these tests have been a high portion of your overall grade, and with such low marks, it's lowered your average in my class significantly."

"Oh God." You cry. "So that's it? I fail?"

"Not necessarily," Joel answers. "Some extra work-"

"Yes!" You cut your professor off. "Whatever extra work you need me to do, I'll do it! Whatever you want!" You promise. Joel's silent for a moment, but it's a moment too long and you're back to babbling. "Please, Mr. Miller. Whatever I need to do to pass, I'll do it. I can't fail your class. Please." You say as you reach over and lay your hand across his arm.

"You're prepared to do anything," Joel pauses for a brief moment, "to pass my class?"

You nod your head quickly. "Yes, Sir. Anything." Joel's dark gaze searches yours, seeming to look for something. He must find it because soon enough, he's standing up and locking his office door.

"Mr Miller?" You question as he comes back to his desk, this time around on your side.

"For privacy." He says, as though that explains anything. You look up at him, waiting for the next course of action, for him to explain some sort of assignment or essay for you to complete, but his next words shock you. "Get on your knees."

Your eyes widen and your mouth parts in surprise. "Excuse me?"

"I said, get on your knees."

"Mr Miller-" you begin before he cuts you off.

"You said you'd do anything to pass my class, correct?"

"Well I-"

"Correct?" Joel interrupts harshly. Silently, you nod your head. "Good," Joel says with a slow smirk. "Then get on your knees. I won't ask again."

Slowly, as though in a trance, you slip off your chair and fall to your knees in front of your professor. You can see his bulge, straining against his jeans. You know exactly where this is going, and a part of you can't help but salivate at the thought of it. "Mr Miller-" you begin softly, but he cuts you off once more.

"Take my cock out." He orders. His arms are crossed over his chest, and his legs spread a part.

Ever so slowly, you reach up and undo the professors belt. The clinking of his buckle and sound of his zipper lowering by your hand has your arousal growing. You grab the band of his underwear and lower them along with his jeans. Once his cock springs free you lower your hands back to your sides, unsure what to do next.

"Look at me." Joel orders. You look up, his cock nearly hitting your face, but you make eye contact with him. "You're going to suck my cock, got it?" Silently, you nod. "Good."

With a last look into Joel's dark, lust filled gaze, you lean forward and take the end of his cock into your mouth. "There ya go," Joel says softly. "Fuck."

There's no way you can take all of Joel into your mouth. He's too big. But for now, he seems content with letting you take him how you want.

You lick and suck like he's your favourite popsicle and soon enough, you can tell he's getting close by the tiny little thrusts he makes into your mouth. You're sure he's not even aware he's doing it, his eyes closed, and lips parted in pleasure. "Gonna come." He warns, and you know what's expected of you. Keeping your mouth on him, you move to his tip and suck. At the first salty taste of his release, you relax your mouth further and let him pump his come into your mouth. "Fuck," he breaths as his climax comes to an end. "You got one hell of a mouth on you." Joel says as he pulls his cock free from your mouth. You can't help but smile shyly. "Open up." You do as he says, opening your mouth and showing him the come that sits on your tongue. "Good, now swallow." Again, you follow directions and Joel can't help but smile at the perfect little rule follower you are.

"Do I pass?" You ask, your voice a bit hoarse from the fucking seconds earlier. Joel's nice enough to grab the waterbottle sitting on his desk and pass it to you. You drink it greedily as he smiles back at you.

"It's a start."

"A start?" You sputter. Nearly choking yourself on the water.

"Yes, a start. One blow job won't fix all those flunked tests."

"But-"

"But nothing. I'll see you on Friday and we can get started on the rest of the work."

"Oh, okay." You say. Joel helps you stand before he quickly tucks himself back into his jeans and fixes his belt. "Same time?" You ask.

"Same time." He confirms. You're halfway to the door before he calls for you. "Oh, and you may want to prep yourself. I don’t plan on being too gentle when I have you bent over my desk in our next session."

[hellsenthero]

Kinktober Day 5: Overstimulation

Moon Knight System X Reader

Kinktober Masterlist

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You smile up at your sweet, sweet boyfriend. His brown eyes wide with adoration. Just looking up at his little dopey smile, you know that it's Steven that's fronting.

"Enjoy your nap, love?"

"Yeah," you answer as you nuzzle your face into his palm. He's leaning over you, one hand propping himself up while the other gently cups your face.

"I've been waiting for you to wake up for a while now." Steven admits.

"Oh?" Steven nods, his dark hair falling in front of his face. "You have something planned?" You ask.

Steven shrugs a shoulder before leaning down and kissing you softly. "Not really, just miss your company."

"You were napping with me, Steven." You laugh out.

"Yeah, but I want more." You don't need to ask what more means. You can tell by the way Steven trails his lips down your neck, mouthing at your pulse point.

"Is someone feeling a little needy?" You tease.

"No." Steven says.

"Oh, so I guess I can get on with my day then?" You ask as you push Steven away from your neck. You nearly coo at the little whine he let's out.

"Yes," Steven admits quickly. He's always quick to fold. "I'm needy. Been missing you."

"Baby," you coo. "That's all you had to say."

No more words are spoken for a while as Steven trails his hands up your shirt. Skimming his fingers up your naked torso. He nips and sucks at your neck like a child with their pacifier. Your own hands run up his naked back, trailing through the ends of his hair and lightly pulling. You're quick to capture the moan Steven let's out with your mouth.

"Bloody hell," Steven breathes out as he pulls away from the kiss. His hands make their way to your underwear, having taken your pants off before getting into bed earlier for your nap."I need you, darling."

"You got me, baby." You tell him as you shimmy out of your underwear. They're damp with your arousal and Steven is quick to toss them off the bed along with his own.

"Just wanna be in you, love." Steven admits.

"Go for it." You tell him, but he's quick to shake his head.

"No, love. Gotta prep you, yeah."

"Steven," you whine as he slips a finger inside of you.

"Been waiting for this for a while." Steven tells you as he thrusts his finger inside of you. He adds a second finger when you start to tilt your hips down towards his hand. "Now you gotta wait just a bit, love."

"Steven," you warn. Wanting nothing more than his cock in you right now.

"Almost there, love."

After adding a third finger and thoroughly teasing you, Steven slips his fingers out of you and lines his cock up at your entrance. He's slow to push in, much unlike his alters, Steven likes to take his time entering you.

"Oh God," You moan.

"Not God, love, just me." Steven says rather cheekily.

You laugh as you move to meet his thrust. "I need you to pick up the pace."

"You got it love." Steve says and true to his word, his next thrust comes faster and harder than the last. "Like that?"

"Yes," You hiss in pleasure as Steven continues to fuck you. When it comes to sex, hard and fast isn't typically Steven's style. But he likes anything that brings you pleasure and today that's this. "So good, Stevie."

"Oh love," Steven coos. "Feel so good wrapped around me. Gonna make me come."

"Do it." You order.

"Not without you. Gotta make you come."

"I'm close," you whine. "So close." Your hands grab onto Steven's ass, pulling him in closer. "Gonna come, Stevie."

"Oh love, come for me." Steven begs. You moan and cry out as you reach your climax, crying Steven's name just as you feel him reach his own end, filling you up with his spend.

You expect Steven to pull out next. To get started on cleaning the two of you up and laying down for cuddles. But instead he's lifting your legs over his shoulders, his cock still hard inside of you.

"Steven!" You shout as his cock hits even deeper into you.

"Try again." A deep voice orders. You look up to meet your boyfriend's gaze and you can tell that Steven is no longer the one looking back at you. Marc is fronting now and he doesn't seem to be satisfied the way Steven was.

"Marc," you lament.

"There we go." Marc chuckles. "Thought you were done?" He asks.

"Wasn't expecting you." You tell him truthfully.

"Oh, would you rather Steven come back?" He asks. Despite his hard cock inside of you, you know that if you said yes that Marc would get Steven back in the body instantly.

"No, aa long as he's not upset. I know he likes our down time after sex."

"He does," Marc says as he slowly thrusts his cock in and out of you. "But he's happy to watch, too." Marc leans down and kisses you. It's different from Steven, harder, but still tender. "Let's give him a show."

You can't help but cry out in shoke and pleasure as Marc gives a hard thrust into your channel. Your hand comes down to grab the meat of his thigh and your sure that the both of you are going to have bruises from each other once this is done. "You know," Marc grunts as he fucks you. His hair falls into his eyes but he doesn't move it, his hands stay wrapped tightly around your ankles, holding them over his shoulders. "I've been watching for a while now. Watching you moan and cry for Steven."

"Oh fuck," you babble. Your eyes close in pleasure for a moment before opening back up and meeting Marc's dark gaze.

"All I could think while I watched you get split a part on his cock was that I could do a better job."

"Marc!" You cry as you quickly reach your second orgasm. Still sensitive from Steven, you're quick to climax a second time.

"Now I gotta show him how a real man does it." Marc says before crashing his mouth onto yours. Your kiss is dirty, a mess of teeth and tongues. Your hands reach up for his dark strands of hair, pulling and grabbing.

"So good, Marc. So good." Your words are slurred with pleasure, more babbling than anything. But Marc answers you still.

"Gonna come inside of you, baby. Gonna pump you full. You'll be leaking with me."

"Fuck Marc please!" You beg.

"Fuck baby, take it!" Marc orders. His grip on you tightens as he reaches his end. "Fucking take my cock, take my come!" Marc groans as he comes inside of you. Leaning down his his face buried in your neck. Marc pulls his cock free of you and you whine at the emptiness despite feeling the beginnings of being overstimulated. You don't register that he's moved again until you feel a mouth at your entrance, a tongue licking up the come that leaks out of you.

"Fuck!" You cry as you jolt back, further into the pillows. "Too much!"

The licking stops for a moment before you hear your boyfriend speak. But it's not Marc that speaks this time, but Jake. "Common princess, you can handle it. Just tryna clean you up a bit." You don't get a chance to answer before you feel Jake's mouth back at you entrance, lucking and sucking you clean. You squirm away, for back into the headboard, but Jake is quick to grab onto your legs and pull you back to were he kneels between your open legs. He doesn't appreciate you trying to take away his little treat and pinches your thigh in warning. "Stop moving." He orders before he continues to suck your fucking soul out of your body.

"Jake!" You yell. You yell loud enough for the neighbour's to hear, no doubt giving them the idea you're having one hell of a foursome. Your next release comes so fast it's nearly painful. There's no more of the slow, teasing buildup. "Too much," you sob just as Jake pulls away from between your legs. His right hand rubs you leg gently, a stark contrast to his attitude earlier.

"Too much?" He asks with a faux pout.

"Too much, Jake."

"Okay, " Jake says softly. "In that case just one more then." You don't get a chance to answer before his mouth is back on you. Licking and sucking and devouring. Somewhere in the back of your mind you know that your boyfriend is full of his when he says just one more, but you can't complain. Not too much, at least. Not when he's making you feel so good. Your body is limp and your half conscious by the time your faith, six? Climax comes barrling through you. Jake's mouth must be sore, he's been at it for a long time, but he doesn't say so.

"Too much." You whimper. Your limp hand gives a weak attempt at pushing Jake's head away, but it quickly falls flat on the bedsheets.

"I know, princess. All done." You breath out at the promise of an end. You're more than ready to take another nap now, to go back to sleep and not wake up for hours. You're just about to do so when your boyfriend's voice has you peaking your eyes open at him. "We're all done." He promises again. "Just as soon as I get one more from you." He says with a smirk before diving back into your center.