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Solo Dolo

PAIRINGS: domesticated!dad!Loki x Reader

SUMMARY: Loki is watching his daughter for the day alone!

WARNINGS: daughter has established name, other than that none? only one proof read. srry!

A/N: Sorry this took so long, I made new friends so i've been hanging out with them *GASP*

Today, Loki was babysitting.

Well, technically he wasn’t babysitting since this was his daughter. Today, Loki would be watching her alone without your help for the whole day.

If you had asked Loki if he watched her alone before he would say yes. You on the other hand would say he’s watched her for a few hours while you cleaned and napped.

“Make sure you use the milk on the first shelf, not the second shelf. I already froze her teething rings, so if she gets cranky give those to her. And for the love of Odin, she’s been putting everything in her mouth, please keep a watch on that.” You explain as you sling your purse on your shoulder.

For the first time in a year, you were having a girls day with your best friends. It was was only for the day, long enough to go to a concert and visit a few new restaurants for drinks and food.

Loki scoffed playfully, “I know how to take care of my daughter. Isn’t that right Arielle?” 

Loki tickled your daughter's tummy, causing her to let out laughs. You and Loki’s daughter Ariella was now six months and the perfect combination of the two of you, the both of you asking who she looked more like but it would always end up tied. 

Personally, you would say she favored Loki, the same raven hair sat upon her head, the same green eyes that held mischief and the chubby, cheeky smile all resembled Loki. Sure she resembled you in some way, the same nose and eye shape but that's all you could say were similar.

You sighed, leaning in to kiss Loki and then Ariella. “Bye my babies, I'll see you tonight.”

Loki grabbed Ariella's hand and made her wave goodbye as you headed to the awaiting car of girls.

Loki let out a sigh. He would never admit it aloud but he was nervous, he had fears of doing something wrong or ending up like his real father. Fears that he wasn’t good enough…

“Ba!” Cooed Ariella, slightly smacking Loki.

Loki looked down fondly at his daughter, “I’m sorry princess, my attention is now yours, what shall we do while your mother is gone?”

Ariella let out a string of baby babble which made Loki laugh and kiss her head as he made his way back in the house.

“I’ve tried taking over earth, but it didn't go as planned.” Loki replied, thinking he was the funniest person in the world.

10:30am

“Are you ready for a snack my princess?” Loki said as he entered the kitchen and placed Ariella in her high chair.

He made his way to the fridge looking at all of the things you labeled for him so he knew what to give her. He pulled out one of the containers that you had labeled for the day.

Mashed peas for a snack, let it sit for a minute and spoon feed her!

Loki pulled out the container and opened it, immediately grimacing at the look of the green mush. He turned to Ariella and held up the container for her to see.

“You want to eat this wretched meal?” He asked her, shaking his head.

“Ba!”

Loki nodded his head in agreement, “Didn’t think so. Let’s make you something more appetizing. Where I'm from we had the best meals. My princess deserves the same in any realm.”

Since officially settling in Midgard, Loki has taken up different hobbies in the absence of practicing magic. He tried many things only a few stuck, one of them being cooking.

It didn’t take long, as it was a simple meal of freshly pureed berries and a side of oatmeal, both having a hint of your milk incorporated in it.

Loki lays out the two bowls in front of Ariella and pulls up a chair. He armed himself with many napkins and wipes as he knew this was going to be messy.

“What shall we start with, the fruit?”

11:00am

Thirty minutes after snack time, it was time for Loki to change Ariella’s diaper.

“My god, how does such a little being produce such wretched smells?” Loki gags as he changes the poopy diaper.

Ariella only giggles in response and wiggles around as if trying to make Loki’s task much harder.

“Oh? You think my pain is funny? Feel my wrath, little princess.” Loki speaks playfully, wiggling his fingers and begins to tickle Ariella’s tummy.

Loki’s smile brightens as he watches his daughter burst into heavy baby laughs. The sound warmed his heart.

1:00pm

Ariella was supposed to be down for her nap half an hour ago but for some reason unknown to Loki, she would not stop crying.

He tried to feed her, checked her diaper, made sure she wasn’t too hot or too cold and nothing would get her to stop crying.

“My princess… Please stop crying, I'm not sure what you need…” Loki stresses as he rocks the still crying baby in his arms.

Ariella’s face was red and botchy, cheeks wet and her cries strong as ever. It was breaking Loki not knowing what was causing her distress.

“You must want your mother… Yes, that's it, you miss her. You miss her because I'm a terrible father not knowing what’s wrong with you.” Loki stressed.

Loki made his way to the kitchen to grab another bottle and try to feed her again. He was everywhere, fumbling with the caps, spilling the milk.

Loki was meant to put the milk back in the fridge but with him rushing trying to get back to an upset Ariella, he had opened the fridge. Realization hit him once he had taken a quick glance in the freezer.

“By Odin’s name…” Loki mumbled, glaring at the frozen teething rings that sat in a little container. He sighed as he realized his princess must be in pain due to her growing teeth.

He quickly grabs it out of the freezer making his way towards Ariella. “Daddy is so sorry. Here you go my princess.”

Loki gently puts the teething ring near Ariella’s mouth and she instantly latches onto it, gnawing away like her life depended on it. Her cries had reduced to sniffles. Loki could finally let out a breath.

3:00pm

It was only three o’clock, only a handful of hours had gone by since you left, but to Loki it felt like it’s been days.

Luckily, after that long and tired tantrum, Ariella finally went down for her nap, though it was long overdue.

Loki had sat on the balcony, baby monitor next to him displaying the nursery where Ariella was sleeping soundly.

Loki didn’t understand why this was so stressful by himself. He  didn’t understand why he couldn’t just… watch his daughter get stressed, without having doubts.

“Is it this cursed Jotun blood?” Loki mumbled to himself, rubbing a hand down his face.

Before Loki could wallow in my self doubt, the phone rang. Loki fumbled with the phone, still not completely understanding of today’s technology.

But he knew who was calling. He answered it without hesitation.

“Hi Loki! Just checking in on you and the princess!” You chirped happily as soon as the call connected.

Loki smiled hearing your voice. He could hear the loud bustling city behind you.

“We’re fine… it’s been a long day my love… “

“I can come back early if you need me too.”

“No, continue having your day, i’m fine… we’re fine.”

“Are you sure, it’s no big deal.”

Loki bit his lip, he almost wanted to give in. yes, yes, please come back i dont think i can do this without messing up anymore

“I’m sure.” 

You paused, you could hear it in his voice he was stressed. You knew he was uneasy about watching Ariella alone, you knew he had self doubts about being a good father without out you present.

To you, Loki was an excellent father, he just always seemed to overthink. But you knew with reinsurance he could do it without doubting himself.

“Loki… before I go, just know, who you came from or what rns through your blood doesn’t determine who you are, ok? You can do this… you are doing this. You’re Ariella’s father.”

Loki smiled a little, your voice and words sending him comfort. 

A cry came from the baby monitor, alerting Loki that Ariella had woken up. “Thank you my love, Ariella has woken up, i’ll see you soon.”

5:00pm

Loki had just finished giving Ariella another meal, the baby was full, happy and a mess. So, it was time for a bath.

Loki had filled the baby tub with warm water, making sure all the soaps, towels and bath toys were present. 

He gently lowered her in the tub, watching her squeal in delight and immediately start splashing.

“Having fun, darling?” Loki said as he placed a few water toys near her, carefully watching her as she tried to reach for them.

Ariella only giggled still splashing about. Loki had reached for his phone, fumbling a bit trying to find the camera app.

“Look over here princess…” Loki cooed holding up the phone, snapping many photos, many were blurry, out of focus, a few didn’t even show Ariella and somehow he had flipped the camera to face him. He had sent them all to you anyways.

He placed his phone down and rolled up his sleeves, “Time to clean you up.”

He gently wetted the towel and started to wipe her face. This had caused Ariella to whine and try to move her face away. Loki let out a chuckle at the action.

8:30pm

Loki sat in the nursery with the lights off, the lamp beside him casting a soothing glow as a soft lullaby played in the background.

Ariella was tucked in the crook of his arm freshly cleaned, her sleep sack on and pacifier clipped to her shirt for emergencies. She was fast asleep letting out small baby snores.

He was a little behind schedule getting her to bed but he got her to sleep, so he’d call it a win in his book.

He started thinking about the day, now that you were on your way back, he realized he was panicked and stressed for no reason. 

He was a god for crying out loud and this was his daughter, his own blood. Of course he could watch his own child for a day. What was the worst that could’ve possibly happened?

Somehow, in the midst of his deep thinking, he had fallen asleep, his arms locked protectively around Ariella so that she wouldn’t fall.

Some hours later, you had walked through the front door, abandoning your stuff at the door to go see your family. You had gone to check the bedroom first to see if Loki was awake but found the room empty. You made your way to the nursery and almost cried at the sight you saw.

You walked towards the two, gently kissing their heads, the action causing only Loki to wake slightly. He looked at you with tired eye’s, giving a small smile, “Welcome back.”

You smiled back, “Good job, baby, I'm proud of you.”

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Solo Dolo

PAIRINGS: domesticated!dad!Loki x Reader

SUMMARY: Loki is watching his daughter for the day alone!

WARNINGS: daughter has established name, other than that none? only one proof read. srry!

A/N: Sorry this took so long, I made new friends so i've been hanging out with them *GASP*

Today, Loki was babysitting.

Well, technically he wasn’t babysitting since this was his daughter. Today, Loki would be watching her alone without your help for the whole day.

If you had asked Loki if he watched her alone before he would say yes. You on the other hand would say he’s watched her for a few hours while you cleaned and napped.

“Make sure you use the milk on the first shelf, not the second shelf. I already froze her teething rings, so if she gets cranky give those to her. And for the love of Odin, she’s been putting everything in her mouth, please keep a watch on that.” You explain as you sling your purse on your shoulder.

For the first time in a year, you were having a girls day with your best friends. It was was only for the day, long enough to go to a concert and visit a few new restaurants for drinks and food.

Loki scoffed playfully, “I know how to take care of my daughter. Isn’t that right Arielle?” 

Loki tickled your daughter's tummy, causing her to let out laughs. You and Loki’s daughter Ariella was now six months and the perfect combination of the two of you, the both of you asking who she looked more like but it would always end up tied. 

Personally, you would say she favored Loki, the same raven hair sat upon her head, the same green eyes that held mischief and the chubby, cheeky smile all resembled Loki. Sure she resembled you in some way, the same nose and eye shape but that's all you could say were similar.

You sighed, leaning in to kiss Loki and then Ariella. “Bye my babies, I'll see you tonight.”

Loki grabbed Ariella's hand and made her wave goodbye as you headed to the awaiting car of girls.

Loki let out a sigh. He would never admit it aloud but he was nervous, he had fears of doing something wrong or ending up like his real father. Fears that he wasn’t good enough…

“Ba!” Cooed Ariella, slightly smacking Loki.

Loki looked down fondly at his daughter, “I’m sorry princess, my attention is now yours, what shall we do while your mother is gone?”

Ariella let out a string of baby babble which made Loki laugh and kiss her head as he made his way back in the house.

“I’ve tried taking over earth, but it didn't go as planned.” Loki replied, thinking he was the funniest person in the world.

10:30am

“Are you ready for a snack my princess?” Loki said as he entered the kitchen and placed Ariella in her high chair.

He made his way to the fridge looking at all of the things you labeled for him so he knew what to give her. He pulled out one of the containers that you had labeled for the day.

Mashed peas for a snack, let it sit for a minute and spoon feed her!

Loki pulled out the container and opened it, immediately grimacing at the look of the green mush. He turned to Ariella and held up the container for her to see.

“You want to eat this wretched meal?” He asked her, shaking his head.

“Ba!”

Loki nodded his head in agreement, “Didn’t think so. Let’s make you something more appetizing. Where I'm from we had the best meals. My princess deserves the same in any realm.”

Since officially settling in Midgard, Loki has taken up different hobbies in the absence of practicing magic. He tried many things only a few stuck, one of them being cooking.

It didn’t take long, as it was a simple meal of freshly pureed berries and a side of oatmeal, both having a hint of your milk incorporated in it.

Loki lays out the two bowls in front of Ariella and pulls up a chair. He armed himself with many napkins and wipes as he knew this was going to be messy.

“What shall we start with, the fruit?”

11:00am

Thirty minutes after snack time, it was time for Loki to change Ariella’s diaper.

“My god, how does such a little being produce such wretched smells?” Loki gags as he changes the poopy diaper.

Ariella only giggles in response and wiggles around as if trying to make Loki’s task much harder.

“Oh? You think my pain is funny? Feel my wrath, little princess.” Loki speaks playfully, wiggling his fingers and begins to tickle Ariella’s tummy.

Loki’s smile brightens as he watches his daughter burst into heavy baby laughs. The sound warmed his heart.

1:00pm

Ariella was supposed to be down for her nap half an hour ago but for some reason unknown to Loki, she would not stop crying.

He tried to feed her, checked her diaper, made sure she wasn’t too hot or too cold and nothing would get her to stop crying.

“My princess… Please stop crying, I'm not sure what you need…” Loki stresses as he rocks the still crying baby in his arms.

Ariella’s face was red and botchy, cheeks wet and her cries strong as ever. It was breaking Loki not knowing what was causing her distress.

“You must want your mother… Yes, that's it, you miss her. You miss her because I'm a terrible father not knowing what’s wrong with you.” Loki stressed.

Loki made his way to the kitchen to grab another bottle and try to feed her again. He was everywhere, fumbling with the caps, spilling the milk.

Loki was meant to put the milk back in the fridge but with him rushing trying to get back to an upset Ariella, he had opened the fridge. Realization hit him once he had taken a quick glance in the freezer.

“By Odin’s name…” Loki mumbled, glaring at the frozen teething rings that sat in a little container. He sighed as he realized his princess must be in pain due to her growing teeth.

He quickly grabs it out of the freezer making his way towards Ariella. “Daddy is so sorry. Here you go my princess.”

Loki gently puts the teething ring near Ariella’s mouth and she instantly latches onto it, gnawing away like her life depended on it. Her cries had reduced to sniffles. Loki could finally let out a breath.

3:00pm

It was only three o’clock, only a handful of hours had gone by since you left, but to Loki it felt like it’s been days.

Luckily, after that long and tired tantrum, Ariella finally went down for her nap, though it was long overdue.

Loki had sat on the balcony, baby monitor next to him displaying the nursery where Ariella was sleeping soundly.

Loki didn’t understand why this was so stressful by himself. He  didn’t understand why he couldn’t just… watch his daughter get stressed, without having doubts.

“Is it this cursed Jotun blood?” Loki mumbled to himself, rubbing a hand down his face.

Before Loki could wallow in my self doubt, the phone rang. Loki fumbled with the phone, still not completely understanding of today’s technology.

But he knew who was calling. He answered it without hesitation.

“Hi Loki! Just checking in on you and the princess!” You chirped happily as soon as the call connected.

Loki smiled hearing your voice. He could hear the loud bustling city behind you.

“We’re fine… it’s been a long day my love… “

“I can come back early if you need me too.”

“No, continue having your day, i’m fine… we’re fine.”

“Are you sure, it’s no big deal.”

Loki bit his lip, he almost wanted to give in. yes, yes, please come back i dont think i can do this without messing up anymore

“I’m sure.” 

You paused, you could hear it in his voice he was stressed. You knew he was uneasy about watching Ariella alone, you knew he had self doubts about being a good father without out you present.

To you, Loki was an excellent father, he just always seemed to overthink. But you knew with reinsurance he could do it without doubting himself.

“Loki… before I go, just know, who you came from or what rns through your blood doesn’t determine who you are, ok? You can do this… you are doing this. You’re Ariella’s father.”

Loki smiled a little, your voice and words sending him comfort. 

A cry came from the baby monitor, alerting Loki that Ariella had woken up. “Thank you my love, Ariella has woken up, i’ll see you soon.”

5:00pm

Loki had just finished giving Ariella another meal, the baby was full, happy and a mess. So, it was time for a bath.

Loki had filled the baby tub with warm water, making sure all the soaps, towels and bath toys were present. 

He gently lowered her in the tub, watching her squeal in delight and immediately start splashing.

“Having fun, darling?” Loki said as he placed a few water toys near her, carefully watching her as she tried to reach for them.

Ariella only giggled still splashing about. Loki had reached for his phone, fumbling a bit trying to find the camera app.

“Look over here princess…” Loki cooed holding up the phone, snapping many photos, many were blurry, out of focus, a few didn’t even show Ariella and somehow he had flipped the camera to face him. He had sent them all to you anyways.

He placed his phone down and rolled up his sleeves, “Time to clean you up.”

He gently wetted the towel and started to wipe her face. This had caused Ariella to whine and try to move her face away. Loki let out a chuckle at the action.

8:30pm

Loki sat in the nursery with the lights off, the lamp beside him casting a soothing glow as a soft lullaby played in the background.

Ariella was tucked in the crook of his arm freshly cleaned, her sleep sack on and pacifier clipped to her shirt for emergencies. She was fast asleep letting out small baby snores.

He was a little behind schedule getting her to bed but he got her to sleep, so he’d call it a win in his book.

He started thinking about the day, now that you were on your way back, he realized he was panicked and stressed for no reason. 

He was a god for crying out loud and this was his daughter, his own blood. Of course he could watch his own child for a day. What was the worst that could’ve possibly happened?

Somehow, in the midst of his deep thinking, he had fallen asleep, his arms locked protectively around Ariella so that she wouldn’t fall.

Some hours later, you had walked through the front door, abandoning your stuff at the door to go see your family. You had gone to check the bedroom first to see if Loki was awake but found the room empty. You made your way to the nursery and almost cried at the sight you saw.

You walked towards the two, gently kissing their heads, the action causing only Loki to wake slightly. He looked at you with tired eye’s, giving a small smile, “Welcome back.”

You smiled back, “Good job, baby, I'm proud of you.”

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Bob Has A Crush On You !BLURB

PAIRINGS: Bob Reynolds x Reader

SUMMARY: Bob has a crush on you

WARNING: none :)

A/N: had a bad day at work so i wrote this lil blurb, enjoy!

Bob has a crush on you.

Everyone knows. Bucky, Yelena, John, Ava, Alexi, hell even Mel and Valentina know.

But you? Clueless as ever. You think all the little gestures were just him being nice. Him trying to break out of his shell a little.

In the morning, Bob would be the first one up. He’d cook your favorite breakfast for you saying it was extra. You’d walk in half awake and smell the breakfast, lighting up as you see it’s your favorite.

“Thank you Bob!” You would say with a giddy voice and a bright smile on your face.

Immediately, Bob would turn red and start stuttering, you paid it no mind, he was just a shy guy right?

“Y-you’re welcome…” Bob would finally let out.

Bob has a crush on you so when the team has their weekly movie nights, he’s always voting for the movie you suggested or what snacks to bring.

“I think we should watch this…” You point to the TV screen. Yelena had the remote in her hand scrolling through one of the many streaming services they had. You pointed to one that looked like an interesting romcom.

John scoffed, “No way in hell.”

“Pass. We must watch something with lots of action!” Alexi shouted from his seat in the recliner.

“I agree, I don’t wanna watch anything sappy.” Ava spoke up, leaning over to steal some popcorn from Alexi.

You pouted, leaning back, you really wanted to watch it, it did look interesting.

“I think we should watch it too…” Spoke Bob, his voice timid but heard.

“Of course you would.” John says, rolling his eyes. 

Yelena looks at Bob with a huge smirk, wiggling her eyebrows a bit, “No, no. Bob is right, we should watch it.”

Everyone around the room groaned except you, Bob and Yelena.

You beamed at Bob, giving him a side hug, “Thanks Bob!”

Bob freezes at the feeling of your arm wrapping around him, “Welcome…”

Bob has a crush on you so when you fall asleep on the couch he would bring you a blanket and wrap it around you, making sure you were tucked in nicely. He gave you a proper pillow and dimmed the lights as he knew you were afraid of the dark.

Bob smiles down at you, giving you a slight kiss on the forehead, just enough not to disturb you. 

“Good night.” He would whisper.

“When are you going to tell them?” A voice spoke from the hallway.

Bob turned to see Yelena standing there, arms crossed, soft smile on her face.

“Tell her what…” Bob said, but he knew what she was hinting at.

Yelena rolls her eyes, “That you have a crush on them. Duh.”

Bob chokes a little, “I don’t!”

“Bob.” Yelena deadpans.

Bob sighs, and glances at you. You now were cuddling up with your pillow, still asleep and still wrapped in a blanket. This mad Bob smile.

He looked back at Yelena and sighed again, You’re right, I do have a crush on them.”

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Flirt

Pairings: Dante x Reader

Warnings: None!

A/N: I finished watching Devils May Cry last week and honestly I love it, so of course I had to write something for him :3

You worked at the local diner in your city, it was never too busy or never too slow. You didn’t mind it as you worked the night shift and the only thing you had to worry about was a few drunks here and there but that was pretty much it. Well except for the lousy pay but that was another story…

You had just finished refilling a customer's coffee when the bell above the front door rang alerting a new customer had stepped in. Without looking up, you repeated the words that were now engraved in your brain, “Welcome in, sit anywhere you’d like, i’ll be with you in a minute.”

You finished ringing up the customer with the coffee and made your way to the far end of the bar where the new customer had sat.

Notepad and pen in hand you spoke up, “What can I get you started with today?”

Getting a good look at the customer, you noticed it was a male, maybe in his early 20’s, pure white hair and blue eyes, you gave him a sneaky once over, you couldn’t deny he was handsome but you knew he would just be another pretty face to look at as this would probably be the first and last time you would ever see him.

The male looked at you, not bothering to hide that he was checking you out. He smirked as he dragged his eyes back to your awaiting eyes, “Your number perhaps?”

You sighed, sadly you were used to customers like this, “Not on the menu. We have a two for one special if you order The Big Breakfast.”

The man tilted his head, his smirk wider, “I’m Dante.”

“I didn’t ask.” You shot back.

Dante let out a loud laugh, shaking his head in amusement, “I’ll take a strawberry and vanilla sundae, extra strawberries.”

You nodded, walking away to make his sundae without another word to the man now known as Dante. As you’re making it you can feel his eyes on you, not caring that you knew he was staring.

You sigh, walking back to him as you finish his sundae, “One strawberry vanilla sundae, extra strawberries.” You put it in front of him.

He smiles up at you lazily, “On a scale of one to ten, you’re a nine, and I’m the one you need” 

You raise an eyebrow and start to walk away, not bothering to even reply to him.

“Wait! I do have a question for you!” He calls out seeing you walk away.

You pause and close your eyes and turn to him, giving him a look, “And what is it?”

“Do you have a band-aid?”  

You nodded, thankful it was a regular question, “Yes, I'll grab one for you now–”

You were cut off.

“Because I think I scraped my knee falling for you.” Dante said with a slight laugh, thinking it was the best pick up line ever.

You let out a loud tired sigh, “Alright.” You shove your notepad and pen in your apron and walk away without another glance. You send your other co-worker who was a girl your age with red hair over to give him his check.

It’s been a week since you last saw Dante, to say you haven’t been thinking about him would be a lie. For some reason Dante was on your mind, you would curse at yourself when you caught yourself thinking about him. 

That white haired devil had made a mark on you with just a simple smirk and cheesy pickup lines.

It was Saturday night, the clock had just turned midnight and the diner was packed. You had clocked in two hours ago and were non-stop busy.

You had been running around taking orders, pouring coffees and cleaning up messes. Finally after another hour or two it died down, though the restaurant was still packed.

“Someone came in a few minutes ago, once you get their order I'll cover you for a fifteen minute break.” Your co-worker said to you as she poured a couple of drinks for a family who was on a cross country vacation.

You nodded, already going over to the section, eager to have a break. 

“Welcome! What can I get for you tonight?” Your head down, flipping to a clean page in your notebook.

“Do you ever get mad when you walk into the kitchen and realize you're the only decent meal in this diner.” The voice called out.

You lift your head in shock, locking eyes with Dante. He sat in the same seat as last time, leaning on the countertop with one elbow on it. He smirked at you, giving you a simple nod.

You shake your head, letting out a little chuckle, he caught you off guard and you were blaming your tiredness on why you found him funny.

“Ha. Ha.” You deadpanned, “What would you like to order? It's been a long day and you're my last customer before I can go on break… so if we can hurry along…”

“Fine, fine. Two slices of pepperoni pizza and a coke, to go, please.” Dante said innocently… a little too innocently. 

You hummed writing it down, “Anything else?"

“I’ve seemed to lost my phone number, can I have yours?” Dante said with the biggest smirk.

“We have a public phone near the bathrooms, you can use that, your order will be up shortly, have a nice night.” You say in false sweetness.

Five minutes later, you were leaning against the brick wall on the side of the diner, the cool air of the night relaxing you.

“If you were a fruit, you’d be a fine-apple.” A voice suddenly called.

You gasped, startled at the sudden voice, it had seemingly come out of nowhere without warning. You turn quickly, seeing it was Dante, standing a few feet away, bag in one hand, his drink in another as he sips it.

You scoff, “Asshole.” You roll your eyes.

“My mom told me that life was a deck of cards, so I guess you must be the queen of hearts.”Dante says as he walks to you.

“Right.”

“Do you know what my shirt is made of? Boyfriend material.”

“Ok.”

“Are you sure you’re not tired? You’ve been running through my mind all day.”

“... I am actually.”

Dante paused, he was going to reply to that but decided not to, “Somebody call the cops. It’s got to be illegal to look that good.”

You scoff, “I look like shit, let’s be honest.”

By now, Dante was leaning against the wall, only a few inches away from you, drink halfway gone. He didn’t say anything at first but softly replied, “I think you look beautiful.”

You quickly glance at him, he was looking at you with sincerity. You barely knew this man but you could just tell he meant it.

“Thanks…” You say shyly.

A brief silence passed between the two of you, just letting the night go on and fill your ears.  “I–” Dante had started but your co-worker had opened the back door, glancing at you then Dante.

“We just got three eight tops in, gonna need you back in here for some help.” She had called out, giving another glance to Dante before heading back inside.

You sigh for what felt like the millionth time in the last two weeks. You reach for the door handle and before you make your way in, “I’ll see you around Dante.”

Dante nods, giving a little wave, “Perhaps I can get your number?”

You laugh a little, “How about the next time we meet… preferably not at work.”

“Deal!”

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Summer Time prt. 2

Pairings: Marvel Rivals!Loki x F!Reader

Summary: You're supposed to be relaxing at the pool but Loki has other plans

Warning: Smut! a squint of name calling. not edited, just a small once over

A/N: This should've been out but the skin dropped and i've been fooling around with it

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part 1

It had been a few hours since you and Loki arrived at the pool, people came and went as the two of you remained relaxed in the lounge chairs, shades perched nicely on your noses to block out the sun.

As the day grew closer to the afternoon, it got even hotter, the sun rays beamed down on you harshly making you hot and breaking into a small sweat. You didn’t care, at least for right now as you were nose deep into the book you had been reading for a couple of days now. It was finally getting interesting after a slow start and you were eating it up.

You were so focused on the book that you hadn’t noticed Loki staring at you for the last few minutes. He wanted attention. Specifically from you. 

“Darling…” Loki drawled, he was sitting up on the lounge chair facing you, hat discarded, robe still on but loose and sitting at his elbows.

You didn’t make any sign to show that you heard him, only flipping  pages and pulling the book even closer.

“Darling?” Loki tried again, a little louder, you still were paying him no mind. You had even giggled a bit as the male lead had said something sappy to the female lead.

Loki narrowed his eye’s, he knew you heard him, so why weren’t you answering him, he was getting slightly annoyed, but then suddenly smirked, two could play this game.

Loki had stood up, walking directly in the sunlight that was shining on you and providing light to read your book. You looked up due to the sudden disturbance, seeing Loki in all his glory, blocking the view.

“Loki? What are you doing? Move please.” You call out politely, the book was at its climax.

“No.” He said bluntly, making you raise your eyebrows. 

You were going to reply but you felt a pair of cool hands grip your shoulders from behind. You let out a gasp and whip around to see … Loki?

Did he teleport that quickly? You turned back to face the front of you, took a quick glance, then looked back. You did this a few times to confirm that you weren't hallucinating. There were in fact two Loki’s standing near you.

“Uh…?” That was the only thing you let out as you were confused why he had suddenly decided to clone himself. You looked up at the Original Loki who had been staring at you the whole time, a smirk on his face, his green eyes glistening with mischief.

Loki tilted his head, his ring cladded hand reaching out to grab your face as he leaned into you, “ You’re being a bad girl my queen.. Ignoring your king for some silly fictional characters.”

Oh. So he was throwing a tantrum.

“Loki, wh–” Your sentence was cut off as Loki #2 had sat behind you, legs on each side of you, pulling you back so that you were leaning against him. Your back to his bare chest

The book that you held limply in your hand was suddenly ripped from you by a third pair of cold hands. You glanced to the side to see a third Loki, he stood looking at you mockingly, holding your book like it was filled with germs. Loki #3 scoffed, dropping the book on the other lounge chair.

“This silly thing taking up all your attention when it should be on us.” Loki #3 said.

“Shall we teach her a lesson?” Loki #2 said.

“Let’s make her beg.” Original Loki said. All their voices are the same, smooth and cunning.

“Wait! Hold on now, Loki, we’re in public!” You whisper, glancing around Loki to the other few adults at the pool who strangely paid them no mind.

The Original Loki tsked as the other two shook their heads in slight amusement, “You’d really think I'd let another mortal lay eyes on you bare and begging me to let you cum?” His voice is low and sultry. 

You had no time to respond as Loki #2 skillfully pulled your bikini top off, hands already kneading your breast and flicking your nipples. Lips already sucking your neck.

Loki #3 grabbed one of your legs parting them open for easy access to your still clothed pussy. The Original Loki smirked down at you, you're already turned on and slightly shaking from excitement.

The Original Loki ran a finger lightly up and down your leg before letting it trail to the string of your bikini bottoms before tugging it loose, it didn’t completely fall off as the other side was still tied, but still gave enough access to your slightly damp pussy.

“Are you turned on by the thought of three of me touching you all at the same time. Paying attention to all your needs?” Original Loki said, his two fingers now collecting the wetness of your pussy. He gripped your chin with his other hand making you watch as he put one finger in his mouth, sucking your essence off of it.

Original Loki then glanced at Loki #2 and held his finger that still had your wetness on him, nodding to him.

The sight of having Loki #2 Sucking Original Loki’s finger with your wetness on him nearly made you cum right then and there.

Releasing Original Loki’s finger, Loki #2 let out a satisfied hum, “She tastes divine.”

“Indeed she does. Just like Idunn's Apple's.” Original Loki said, slowly dipping a single digit inside your now soaking pussy and started pumping.

You gasped, moaning at the feeling of his cold finger inside your hot pussy, you bucked slightly, only for your hips to be held down by Loki #3 who was still playing with your boobs.

Original Loki kept a slow, agonizing pace as he fingered your pussy, never taking his eyes off of you. You needed him to go faster, this was already torture for you as you were unable to move and had four pairs of hands touching you right now.

“Faster… please Loki.” You whined breathlessly.

“Which Loki?” Loki #2 playfully asks.

“I don’t think I can fondle your boobs any faster, darling." Loki #3 feigns in a sad voice.

“The one thats fingering my pussy!” You snap, wanting nothing more for him to go faster.

All three let out identical chuckles, “Oh so now your paying attention to me, only when it benefits you I see… you’re so evil. My very own evil queen.” Original Loki spoke.

Thankfully, he obliged and beyond by adding another finger and finally going at a faster pace. Loki #2 leans towards you, going in for a kiss, the dominance in his kiss present as he kisses you roughly. 

Loki #3 grips your neck softly, giving it a soft squeeze as he finally moves his hands away from your boobs to your clit, starting to rub circles in a fast movement.

You moan into Loki #2 ‘s mouth as you were feeling yourself get to the edge. Hands were all over you and you were loving it. 

You started to drift in your mind from the pleasure, never had you thought about being with multiple partners at once… if you could even count this as multiple partners as all three of them were Loki.

You snapped back to the present, only because an old man had walked past you and started setting up just a couple of chairs down from you.

You gasped, eyes wide, completely forgetting you were in public. You went to stop Loki and cover up but you noticed the man had completely paid you no mind.

“I put up a veil illusion, they only see us napping on the chairs, completely unaware that we’re about to fuck you stupid. So pay attention to us.” Original Loki spoke up as he was watching you the whole time.

You turned back to the Loki’s, nodding slightly before falling back into the pleasure they were providing with their hands. You could feel yourself getting closer to cumming, bucking your hips at an angle that you knew would get you to cum faster.

Though you were in a moment of pure pleasure you couldn’t help but glance at the old man once more, still skeptical that he could see everything going on.

It was only a quick glance, not even a second, but somehow, the Loki’s caught it.

All at once, all three Lok’s stopped their movements, right as you were about to cum.

You looked at all of them, wide eyed, mouth agape. “Why!?” You whined, almost wanting to cry.

“You weren’t paying attention to me.” Original Loki sneered lightly, “Don’t worry darling i’m going to fuck you and you’re not allowed to cum until I do, so you better be paying attention.”

Your legs are pulled further apart, the rest of your bikini bottom untied and disregarded on the floor. Original Loki pulls down his speedo, cock springing out, hard and ready. 

For what Loki lacked in girth he made up for in length, Loki was long, eight inches of pure pale cock, and you had the pleasure of it being all yours.

Original Loki, sunk into you with a low groan, thrusting into you in hard thrusts, you were scared you'd all go tumbling to the floor.

“Don’t forget, there’s two others that need to cum before you do as well, Darling.” Loki #3 whispered in your ear.

You moaned at the pleasure you were getting from in between your legs and reached down to take Loki #3’s cock into your hand, his own speedo somehow disappeared, and you started stroking it at a fast pace, making sure to stimulate his tip with your thumb in between.

You turn to Loki #2 who was watching everything go down while stroking his own cock. You fluttered your eyes at him, a silent question of did he want your hand or mouth.

Loki #2 stepped forward, running a hand along your cheek, looking at you with hooded eyes and a lazy smirk. He then squeezed both cheeks with one hand forcing your mouth open, that was your answer.

You took Loki #2 into your mouth, eyes watering as he pushed as much of himself as he could into your mouth in one go and started to fuck your mouth. And what couldn’t fit, because all of it was definitely not fitting, you used your non occupied hand and started to stroke him at the same pace you were stroking Loki' #3's.

“Look at you, being a greedy little slut and taking three cocks, so desperate to get fucked when we’re supposed to be relaxing.” The Original Loki grunted out, pace still fast and harsh.

You could only hum in pleasure and clench your legs as your mouth was full, hands busy.

“Taking three of me like the queen you are.” He rasped out, jaw clenching, he could feel himself close, but he didn’t want to cum too soon, he wanted to stretch his pleasure and your punishment more.

If anyone could actually see and hear what was going on, they’d hear grunts and moans, skin slapping, wet choking sounds, they’d see three identical men caging a woman in between them, all giving and receiving some type of pleasure.

“Oh, fuck darling… where do you want it?” Loki #2 groaned, he pulled out of your mouth, jerking himself at a face pace as he was about to cum.

“Face.” You gasped out breathlessly.

“Stick out your tongue for him.” Original Loki grunted out, now his thrust was getting sloppy, he’d soon reach his climax too.

You stuck out your tongue closing your eyes just in time for Loki #2 to spill his seed all over your face and tongue. You opened your eye’s to see him panting heavily, cock now limp, dripping a bit of cum, suddenly he snapped his fingers and blinked away. Loki #2 was gone, now just Original Loki and Loki #3.

Loki #3 grunted from beside you, bucking his hips into your closed fist. “I’m close… I'm close.” Loki #3 slightly whimpered, burying his face into your neck, letting out deep breaths.

“C’mon baby,” You whispered and moaned, pace quickening on his stiff cock pre cum already dripping down your hand.

With a few bucks of his hips he came in ropes, spurting everywhere on you. Loki #3 gasped out and laid back, the sunhat he was still wearing finally fell off of him. He looked at you with a smirk, giving you a deep but quick kiss. And then, with a snap of his finger, Loki #3 was gone.

Now it was just your Loki.

He was still fucking you, thrust deep, a little slopy but precise, hitting just the right spot.

You wrap your arms around his neck pulling him closer, “Oh Loki…” You moaned out, moving your hips to meet his deep thrusts.

“My pretty queen” Loki cooed breathlessly, “Covered in my cum and still begging for more.”

“Wanna cum” You whined, hoping he’d forgotten what he had said earlier. 

“Yeah? You wanna cum?”

You nodded helplessly.

Loki suddenly flipped the both of you over, Loki on his back and you on top of him. Just like earlier when you were rubbing sunscreen on him. The only difference was, his sunglasses were gone, robe underneath him rather than on him and the fact that he was balls deep inside you.

“Fuck yourself on me and make me cum darling, then you can cum, you know the rules, darling.” Loki purred up at you.

You whined again, but prepared yourself on your knee’s, hands on his chest for stability and started riding you.

You lifted your head to the sky moaning at the pleasure, the sun still hot and beaming on your sweaty skins. You were moving fast, you needed him to cum soon or you’d be breaking his rule by you cuming first.

“My queen… you look so heavenly on top of me like this… fuck.” Loki moaned out, his hands gripping your waist as he fucks up into you.

He’s been holding back for a while now, it felt like his cock was about to explode. 

Without warning to you, he slammed into you one more time before releasing his seed into you with a heavy pant, fucking you through his climax, making a sloppy mess.

You didn’t stop bouncing, your climax right on the edge, you slammed yourself down on Loki, mirroring what he had done just seconds ago. Cumming with a long moan, tears pricking your eyes.

You slump down on Loki exhausted and hot, his natural cool body giving you some relief. Loki pushed your hair back from your sweaty head, giving you a loving kiss on your forehead.

Loki slowly pulls out of you, causing you to flinch and whine a little at the discomfort. Loki tilts his head to look at his cum dripping out your sore pussy and smirks to himself. 

“M’ Sorry.” You say after you’ve caught your breath.

“For?” Loki hums out.

“Not paying attention to you, that was mean.” You sigh out, snuggling closer to him.

“My queen never apologize, especially to me and especially when it’s not needed.” Loki says sitting the both of you up. He snaps his fingers, the both of you magically getting cleaned up, clothes back in place, all evidence of your rendezvous gone.

Loki stands, holding his hand out, his hat and sunglasses back on, “Now, shall we take a dip in the pool?”

You giggle, taking his hands, “We shall.”

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𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓠𝓾𝓮𝓮𝓷

Pairing: domesticated!Loki x F!Reader

Summary: Loki loves you.

Warnings: mention of pregnancy

A/N: this kinda popped in my head while I was working on something else, needed to write it out before I lost it ☻☻☻

Loki was obsessed with you from the moment he saw you. The way you walked, the way you talked, the way you laughed at stupid jokes that definitely weren't funny, the way you always had new hairstyles that was always different. The way you always smelled good, sometimes vanilla, sometimes roses, sometimes warm, sometimes earthy…  he was obsessed, but he was in love. You were His Queen.

How Loki managed to sweep you off your feet was a mystery he couldn’t ever figure out. What in Odin’s name did he do to deserve you?

You were his queen and he’d do anything for you.

He loved helping you with little tasks like picking out your outfits so that you could match each other, he loved brainstorming dinner ideas for the week so that you both could cook them together. He loved the little outing dates you would plan weeks in advance, always something different from the last.

Sometimes, while you were away, he would sit in your shared bedroom in the dark, thinking about all the horrible things he’s done. He always knew what he was doing was morally wrong but he’s already started, so why stop? He thought nothing good would ever happen to him anyway, he thought he was beyond repair, beyond saving... beyond loving.

But, boy, was he wrong.

You came along, his very own queen.

He loved when you ran your fingers in his hair and scratched his scalp. He loved that you were incredibly touchy with him, like a part of you had to be touching him at all times when he was near you. He loved when you would put him in his place when needed. He loved that you cared enough about him physically and mentally, enough to always ask if it was too hot or too cold, despite him being a literal frost giant. Enough to suggest talking to a therapist, offering to go with him if he wanted but never forcing him. 

Despite Loki not being too fond of Asgard, he would take you there as it was the place he grew up in. He loved that you and Frigga clicked immediately, only meeting ten minutes ago and already gossiping and giggling like old friends.

He loved the feeling of your body. To him it was soft and warm, always inviting. He loved that your body molded into his tall, lanky frame perfectly. He loved that your naturally warm body somewhat warmed him up and vice versa. He knew every inch of your body with his eyes closed, he knew that you loved kisses along your neck, loved gentle rubs on your back but hated your sides getting poked and hated your feet getting tickled.

He loved that you gave him a new view of life. It wasn’t all about revenge, suffering and pain. It could be about friends, love and family.

He fell in love with you even more watching the little bundle of joy grow in your stomach for months. His favorite moments during the pregnancy were when you’d be lounging on the couch, hand rubbing your swollen belly, gasping at the little kicks your baby was kicking from within. He loved that in the final months, you waddled everywhere due to being, in your words, huge and swollen. He’d give your feet massage’s every night before bed, whispering to the little babe in your belly to give mama a break from kicking after a long day.

His chest filled with pride and love when you had finally given birth to your daughter, her having most of your facial features but having his hair and eyes. 

He loved that despite him having doubts of being a good father and afraid of passing the Jotunheim bloodline, you always reassured him he was going to do fine. He loved those late nights when his baby girl was fussy, he’d offer to take over to let you sleep, he’d be in the nursery rocking chair soothing her back to sleep, whispering sweet little nothings and promises to her.

"I love you my precious daughter."

"I'd destroy and build this world over and over again, just for you."

He loved that you made him a new changed man, made him see a new light in life.

He loved you with every bone in his body.

His Queen.

[pynkuro]

𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓠𝓾𝓮𝓮𝓷

Pairing: domesticated!Loki x F!Reader

Summary: Loki loves you.

Warnings: mention of pregnancy

A/N: this kinda popped in my head while I was working on something else, needed to write it out before I lost it ☻☻☻

Loki was obsessed with you from the moment he saw you. The way you walked, the way you talked, the way you laughed at stupid jokes that definitely weren't funny, the way you always had new hairstyles that was always different. The way you always smelled good, sometimes vanilla, sometimes roses, sometimes warm, sometimes earthy…  he was obsessed, but he was in love. You were His Queen.

How Loki managed to sweep you off your feet was a mystery he couldn’t ever figure out. What in Odin’s name did he do to deserve you?

You were his queen and he’d do anything for you.

He loved helping you with little tasks like picking out your outfits so that you could match each other, he loved brainstorming dinner ideas for the week so that you both could cook them together. He loved the little outing dates you would plan weeks in advance, always something different from the last.

Sometimes, while you were away, he would sit in your shared bedroom in the dark, thinking about all the horrible things he’s done. He always knew what he was doing was morally wrong but he’s already started, so why stop? He thought nothing good would ever happen to him anyway, he thought he was beyond repair, beyond saving... beyond loving.

But, boy, was he wrong.

You came along, his very own queen.

He loved when you ran your fingers in his hair and scratched his scalp. He loved that you were incredibly touchy with him, like a part of you had to be touching him at all times when he was near you. He loved when you would put him in his place when needed. He loved that you cared enough about him physically and mentally, enough to always ask if it was too hot or too cold, despite him being a literal frost giant. Enough to suggest talking to a therapist, offering to go with him if he wanted but never forcing him. 

Despite Loki not being too fond of Asgard, he would take you there as it was the place he grew up in. He loved that you and Frigga clicked immediately, only meeting ten minutes ago and already gossiping and giggling like old friends.

He loved the feeling of your body. To him it was soft and warm, always inviting. He loved that your body molded into his tall, lanky frame perfectly. He loved that your naturally warm body somewhat warmed him up and vice versa. He knew every inch of your body with his eyes closed, he knew that you loved kisses along your neck, loved gentle rubs on your back but hated your sides getting poked and hated your feet getting tickled.

He loved that you gave him a new view of life. It wasn’t all about revenge, suffering and pain. It could be about friends, love and family.

He fell in love with you even more watching the little bundle of joy grow in your stomach for months. His favorite moments during the pregnancy were when you’d be lounging on the couch, hand rubbing your swollen belly, gasping at the little kicks your baby was kicking from within. He loved that in the final months, you waddled everywhere due to being, in your words, huge and swollen. He’d give your feet massage’s every night before bed, whispering to the little babe in your belly to give mama a break from kicking after a long day.

His chest filled with pride and love when you had finally given birth to your daughter, her having most of your facial features but having his hair and eyes. 

He loved that despite him having doubts of being a good father and afraid of passing the Jotunheim bloodline, you always reassured him he was going to do fine. He loved those late nights when his baby girl was fussy, he’d offer to take over to let you sleep, he’d be in the nursery rocking chair soothing her back to sleep, whispering sweet little nothings and promises to her.

"I love you my precious daughter."

"I'd destroy and build this world over and over again, just for you."

He loved that you made him a new changed man, made him see a new light in life.

He loved you with every bone in his body.

His Queen.

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𖹭 𝙄𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙙𝙪𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𖹭

My name is Ky! I'm 23, she/her pronouns.

I write for multiple fandoms, I have no set schedule, I write for fun and as a hobby! I decided to start posting some of my writings that's been collecting dust for awhile because why not?

I'm pretty chill overall, i'm more of a post and go person as I do work 40+ hours a week and I have a few disabilities the hinder me from having an actual time schedule. I'm hoping sometime in the future with enough support to cut those hours short, but I know it's a long road ahead of me and i'll have to prove myself!

I hop you all enjoy whatever and whenever I post!

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I Write For:

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⤷ Bucky: Please, Please, Please /// First Everything

⤷ Loki: Summer Time Prt. 1

 ☆ DC

 ☆ Anime's

 ☆ Criminal Minds

 ☆ Monster fuckers lovers

and more!

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𝒮𝓊𝓂𝓂𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 !blurb

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Summary: You and Loki head to the pool

Warnings: Nothing! Slightly proof read

A/N: So I saw Marvel Rivals is releasing a new Loki skin ( fav game at the moment ) and I LOVE it, had to write a quick little blurb... there will be a part two!!!

part 2

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“Loki, you’re going to get hot in that, just take it off.” You say as you walk side-by-side with your fiancée towards the pool located on the top floor of where you lived.

Loki huffed, rolling his eyes, “I’m fine darling, it’s just a coverup.”

You gave him a once over, his outfit to go to the pool was a bit… dramatic. A large green sunhat, red sunglasses, an overly big alligator necklace, gold rings and bracelets, a pair of slides and the tied robe that made you sweat just looking at it.

You didn’t mind though, this was your Loki, overdramatic and sassy, which apparently included not just his attitude but his outfits too but you loved him for it.

Finally making it to the pool, you grabbed two lounge chairs, laying your towels across them and unloading your bag that was filled with snacks, lotions, a speaker and the book you were currently reading.

You took your cover-up off and pulled down your shades to shade your eyes. You laid on your stomach getting comfortable, “Can you put some sunscreen on me, please?” You call out to Loki, turning your attention to your book.

“Of course.” Loki called out. You heard some shuffling before you felt his presence behind you. You could hear the sound of the bottle being opened and finally you felt his hands rub in the sunscreen.

You let out a content sigh, Loki’s naturally big cold hands started cooling your hot body as he massaged in the sunscreen on your back and your shoulders in a soothing pattern.

“Does that feel good, darling?” Loki murmured close to your ear with a smirk, of course he knew the effects he had on you, he could read you like a book.

You nodded, eyes closed, enjoying the relaxing moment, disregarding the book that was in your hand.

“Good to know… all done.” Loki said devilishly as he pulled his hands back from you, he watched you flip around ready to scold him for stopping so suddenly but you stopped when you caught what he was wearing underneath his robe; nothing but a green speedo, everything he had on previously was still on.

You raised both eyebrows, letting out a laugh, as you got a good look at him.

Loki tilted his head to the side, “What, is my attire not to satisfaction?”

You nodded with little giggles, “No you look very handsome my king.”

Loki nodded in agreement with a large smirk, his ego inflating, he then strode over to his lounge chair, laying on his back, arms folded behind his head, eyes closing behind his sunglasses, “My turn.” He had nodded towards the sunscreen bottle.

You nodded your head, a few more giggles leaving you before straddling his lap. You grabbed the sunscreen bottle, squirting a dollop in your hand before, rubbing it along his chest, “Anything for you my king."

There will be a part 2 to this, it will be smut ¬‿¬

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First Everything

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Summary: A bunch of first's with Bucky!

Warnings: A lil blurb of smut. A tinyyyy bit of angst with a mention of some panic. slightly edited

A/N: another one thank yewwwwww

How You First Met:

Technically, you and Bucky first met over the phone. You worked as an appliance customer service representative, Bucky had called your company asking for a dishwasher delivery and had asked about what things he couldn’t put in the dishwasher.

You had proceeded to list items of things he could and couldn’t put in dishwashers, surprisingly this question was a common thing people asked about. But he surprised you with another question,

“Ok that's good to know but what about… vibranium?” 

You had rose an eyebrow, not that he could see, you had told him that you didn't know unfortunately, but when you sent out the installment crew, they could take a look at the vibranium item he wanted to wash and determine it then.

Somehow, you were tasked to go with the installment crew, forced by your manager as this was a top customer and since you were so reliable, you needed to go and watch over them.

When you arrived at the apartment Bucky wasn’t there, he had left a message saying he'd been held up with work and would be arriving afterward. It was no big deal, preferable even in. You watched the crew swiftly install the washer, making sure they cleaned any mess they left and made sure to leave the instruction manual on the countertop near the new washer. 

The crew had already left and you decided to stay back, double checking nothing was misplaced, the door handle had jiggled and in walked Bucky, looking tired and a bit disheveled, but to you, he couldn't have been more handsome.

You cleared your throat, “Mr.Barnes?”

Bucky locked his eyes to yours, quickly giving you a once over, taking note of your company’s logo. He gave you a slight nod, then giving you another once over, liking what he saw.

“Everything is installed and tested. You should be all set, and since we caught you, I could give your vibranium item a look over to determine if it’s safe or not?” You asked in your professional voice.

He stepped forward, nodding. He placed his things on the counter, and to your shock, he pulled his arm off with a slight shrug, shocking you with a gasp. He had a long sleeve on, with leather gloves, so any hint of metal was covered.

“Think this’ll be fine?” He said with a chuckle in your reaction, passing his arm forward.

You looked down at it in your hands, it was heavy, you could gladly pass this off as one of the weirdest interactions you had all of your life. You reply, albeit in shock “Sure?”

Your First Date and First Kiss:

It was against policy to keep a customer's contact after a job. But it wasn’t against policy if a customer called you back asking for your personal contact information. And that’s exactly what Bucky did.

With some encouragement from Sam, he decided to call you up asking for your number a week after his dishwasher was installed. And since then the both of you stayed in contact everyday.

Bucky had finally worked up a nerve to ask you on a date, finally. It took some time, partially because he was nervous and the other part because he was a busy man. At first he was going to take you to a 5 Star Michelin restaurant thinking all girls in this decade would like something like that. But he gave it another thought, after talking to you for a few weeks he knew you’d probably prefer something else.

He decided to take you to a few places for the date, a history museum, one that talked about him and Steve. Bucky liked going there a few times a year just to reminisce, so why not take you there? After that, stop by a Mom and Pop restaurant that sold some of the best home cooked food you could get in New York that he knew of and finally, take you on a ride on his motorcycle to a field that had open skies to watch the sunset and see the stars without the many bright lights of the city.

When the date finally came, you enjoyed every second of it, it wasn’t too fancy or too cheap, it felt just right for the two of you. You learned some things about him, tasted new foods and discovered a new area of the city you’ve never been to.

Both you and Bucky leaned against his bike in silence, looking up at the stars, having a light conversation.

“You ever been to space before, y’know since you're basically a superhero?” You asked, leaning on Bucky, head on his chest.

Bucky chuckled, “I wouldn’t say superhero… but surprisingly, I haven’t, but something in me feels like in the next few years I might have too.”

Bucky sighed, resting his head on the top of your head, slowly wrapping his arms around your waist, “This ok?” He mumbled, feeling content, feeling calm for the first time in a while.

You hummed back in approval, taking in his warmth and calmness. A small breeze blowing, making you wrap your arms around Bucky tighter. You decided to do something you never done before with any other potential partner, “Hey Bucky,”

Bucky looked down at you, “You can call me James, sweetheart.”

You smiled, “Hey James? Can I kiss you?”

Bucky smiled and without verbally answering, had pressed your lips together it was slow, romantic and perfect, you couldn’t have asked for a better kiss.

You pulled back, staring up at him with an even bigger smile, “So was that a yes?”

Your First Time Together:

You and Bucky have been together for months. Things were moving at a nice pace. You were currently lounging in his apartment in a pair of short shorts and one of Bucky’s many black t-shirts. You had a few things scattered in his apartment, a toothbrush, your own cubby in his dresser, a small space in his closet was dedicated to you and a few other things.

Bucky had gone out to do… something. You didn’t know if it was a mission or something with congress, he didn't give much detail about that side of his life unless necessary and you’re ok with that as long as he kept contact and came back safe.

He’d been gone most of the day, it was already nearing midnight and you wanted to stay up and wait for him but you could feel the tiredness crawling up and you decided after the movie you were watching ended, you’d just head to bed.

Right as the credits started to roll, the front door swung open, hitting the back of the wall with a light bang, hard enough for you to startle and turn around, your heart calming a bit seeing it was Bucky who looked noticeably angry.

“James?” You question as he slams the door shut, stalking to the kitchen to grab a glass of water. “You ok baby?” He obviously wasn’t but it wouldn't hurt to ask.

“Idiots. Everywhere I go, people are just idiots.” He grumbles after he downs the drink. He snatches his tie off and shrugs his suit jacket off of him, before he stalks to you on the couch, swiftly picking you up and taking you to the bedroom.

He kicks open the door and kicks it closed, gently tossing you on the bed in one swift movement. “Gonna shower, then I wan’ to cuddle, stay here.” He grumbled once again, already heading to the bathroom.

“Wait, James,” You grabbed his arm stopping him. You knew every time he went out to work he’d always come back stressed, unable to release tension unless he physically beat up someone. You knew he’d be tense for another couple of days until he would get some type of mission.

“I can help you… calm down a bit. O-only if you’re ok with it.” You say shyly.

Bucky looked down at you as you looked up at him shyly. Bucky had raised a questioning eyebrow and tilted his head confused at first. You glanced down at his crotch and back up to him quickly, hoping he’d get the hint. This would be the first time initiating something sexual beyond the heavy make out sessions and heavy petting you guys often did.

Bucky raised both eyebrows shocked, finally understanding, he cleared his throat slightly and nodded, you swore you could see a slight blush dust his cheeks under the soft glow of the lamp on the bedside table. “Sure.. Only if you’re ok with it too, you don’t need to, I could just take care of it myself…”

You softly smiled, hand already reaching for the buckle of his belt. “I want to.”

You unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants and zipped down his zipper, letting his pants fall. He was already noticeably hard in his boxers, you glanced at him, taking sight of his intense, lustful stare, making you more eager to please him.

Bucky sucked in a sharp breath when your hands reached inside his boxers, gripping his cock, and giving it a few pumps before pushing his boxers completely down.

You leaned closer, giving a teasing lick from the base to the tip, giggling when Bucky let out a grunt, thrusting his hip slighting, wanting you to give him more than just that.

“Be patient.” You whisper against his cock, giving it a few more licks before placing the tip in your mouth and start to suck.

Bucky groaned, for him, it’s been a long time… a long, long time. Sure he used his hand… and other things, but having a warm mouth… no. Having you go down on him after a long day, it felt amazing. 

He doesn't think he’ll last. Another minute with your wet, warm mouth, he’ll cum in no time. And he doesn’t want your first time together to last five minutes. Sam had told Bucky a boat load of stories about how women would gossip about men lasting only five minutes.

“Wait, sweetheart, hold on a minute.” Bucky groaned, his hand had already been gripping the back of your head, he gently pulled you back with a groan.

You looked up at him with confused, “Am I doing ok, I don’t – I haven’t done this before.”

“You’re doing perfect… too perfect actually, if you want me to fuck you tonight then you’re gonna have to stop and let me breathe a minute.” Bucky said, voice low and lustful.

“Oh…” You squeaked out, you had no idea what to say, you didn’t have time to say anything else as Bucky slightly pushed you to lay on your back, grabbing your legs, he placed his hand on your clothed pussy, rubbing it slightly, making you buck your hips. He trailed his hands up, toying with the waistband of your shorts.

“Can I take control?” Bucky asked.

You nodded and relaxed, letting Bucky take control, knowing he needed this. Bucky pulled your shorts and underwear down in one swift movement. Taking time to admire your pretty, wet and waiting pussy.

It’s like a switch flipped inside Bucky, his eyes got darker the more he stared at you… he’s always thought you looked beautiful, but like this, you were even more stunning.

“This is mine now, you understand?” Bucky rasped out, his fingers running along the lips of your pussy, collecting whatever wetness is there.

You nodded, biting your lip, getting even more turned on as you watched Bucky suck his fingers clean, groaning in the process like it was the best thing he’s ever tasted.

Bucky knelt down, face to face with your pussy and dived in, licking away like he hadn’t had a meal in years. You moaned loudly, gripping Bucky’s hair to pull him closer, “O-Oh, fuck! James!” You gasped, this feeling new to you.

Sure, you had partners before Bucky, but none of them made you feel like this. Bucky in a matter of seconds brought you to a new feeling of pleasure, and if this was what you were feeling with his tongue? What would it feel like when Bucky finally fucked you?

Bucky moaned into you, bringing you back to the activity in hand. He squeezed your thigh then lifted your leg on his shoulder to get better access. He pulled back, admiring his meal, he then took his metal hand, teasing the clit lightly before pressing a single digit inside you. Before pressing his mouth back on you.

You moaned even louder, the warmness from his mouth and the cold digit from his finger, sending shock waves of pleasure through you.

 Bucky looked up at you smirking, “You like that?”

You nodded, unable to answer him. Bucky then added a second finger, then started pumping faster. You could feel yourself on edge already.

“James. Baby. I’m about to cum! Please!” You gasped out, hips moving up, trying to fuck yourself on his fingers to get yourself to cum.

Bucky let out a chuckle, as he moved away causing you to whine and look at him wide eyed. “You’re not cumming unless it’s on my cock.”

Bucky got up, positioning you in a way for him to have easy access to you. He reached to the side, opening the bedside table drawer to pull an extra large condom out. You raised an eyebrow, it was on his side of the bed, hidden underneath a few documents you never looked at as it was never any of your business.

Bucky ripped open the condom with his teeth, with a smirk, sliding it on his cock with ease. “What?”

“Came prepared, huh?” You laughed lightly. Bucky rolled his eyes, giving you a few delicate rubs to your pussy before he slowly pushed in, the fit tight, but Bucky knew he’d make it work.

“Oh, fuck.” Bucky groaned, eye’s locked in where his cock finally slid in your pussy, looking nice and snug. You moaned as Bucky gave an experimental thrust.

“You ready sweetheart?” Bucky murmured, whispering in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. You nodded, unable to say anything.

Finally, after what felt like forever Bucky started thrusting, slow, agonizing thrusts. It felt good at first, you could feel every stroke stir your insides, but you needed more, you’ve been lusting after this man for months, you can do the slow, passionate sex later. You wanted him to loose control, and fuck you, hard.

“Harder.” You moaned out, gripping Bucky tighter.

Bucky let out a sound what sounded like a growl, he repositioned you in a better angle to properly fuck you like you wanted. 

He quickly started pounding into you, all that pent up stress and anger getting released into your soaking pussy and you were enjoying every bit of it.

You had your fair share of lovers in the past, and you’re not one to compare but Bucky has easily taken the number one spot, he made you feel alive, mentally and physically, even more so now.

“Stay with me, sweetheart.” Bucky’s voice brought you back from the pleasure fogginess that you had disappeared in. He leaned in and kissed you, still fucking your pussy silly, your leg over his shoulder and you gripping him like he might disappear.

You bit your lip, your climax already creeping up on you. “James, I'm about to cum!” You moaned out.

Bucky took his non-metal hand, wrapping it around your neck, giving it a gentle squeeze, “Look at me. Look at me when you cum.” Bucky growled, hair sticking to his sweaty forehead, his eyes intense and staring at you, his hips snapping faster as he was also close to his climax.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” You cried out, your climax coming harder than expected, eyes rolling into the back of your head out of pure pleasure.

“Shit! Fuck!” Bucky gasped out, thrust sporadic as he came in the condom, panting heavily. Bucky stilled above you before he flopped beside you, pulling you into his chest.

You exhaled deeply, “Wow.. that was…”

Bucky chuckled, nuzzling into you, “Yeah.”

A few moments of comfortable silence passed by before you broke the silence, “So, round two?”

First ‘I Love You’:

To your shock, Bucky was the first one to say I love you. It was a special moment but the events leading up to it were terrible for Bucky.

Bucky had been gone on a mission for a month. It had been his longest mission gone away from you since you’ve been together. For this mission he had to go completely ghost, no texts, no phone calls, no letters, nothing. It was complete hell for him and you, but him even more.

Finally the mission was over and he was on his way home to see you, he couldn’t wait to hold you and to listen to you talk his ear off. He would have called you to let you know he was on his way home but, lucky him, his phone was dead. He would just have to surprise you when he got back.

Bucky had stepped through the door of your now shared apartment, slinging his bag on the floor and hanging his keys on the hook near the door, “Sweetheart?” Bucky called out.

Bucky waited for you to call back out but he was met with silence. He made his way through the apartment looking for you in all your usual lounging spots but you weren’t there. He quickened his pace towards the bedroom, hoping, praying that you were just taking a nap. But when he opened the door he was met with nothing but a messy bed.

Bucky started to panic.

Did you leave him? Was he gone too long that you had time to think it over that maybe this relationship wasn’t worth it? Or maybe something worse happened, hydra still was secretly up and running and they had found him and took you as collateral damage?

Bucky’s ears started to ring, where are you?

And that's when Bucky lost it.

He started destroying and tearing everything apart, looking for some clue of where you would’ve gone or who could’ve possibly taken you and simply destroying stuff as he panicked.

Bucky had destroyed your bedroom, the bathroom, the kitchen and now was tearing apart the living room, he had done all this in the matter of minutes. Only realizing as he finished tearing apart the living room that this wouldn’t get him anywhere. He was an ex assassin for crying out loud, he needed to focus.

He sat on the couch– a few cushions missing – looking straight ahead, lost in his head, he needed you, there was no way you were just gone. Bucky lowered his head, hands gripping his hair tightly, his eyes started burning as his mind raced with millions of possibilities.

Suddenly, the front door swings open and in you strode, bundled in layers, safe from New York's harsh winter, a few grocery bags in your hand. You stopped abruptly, looking at the destroyed mess of your apartment.

“What the… James?” You called out once your eyes locked on to him. You were confused for many reasons, but the state of Bucky concerned you more.

“James you’re back, what happened? What’s going on?” You rush towards him disregarding the bags at the door and rushing towards him, face pinched in concern.

Bucky took you in his arms immediately, your presence calming him. He buried his face in your chest, blinking away the tears that threatened to spill, “Thought you left me. Thought you were taken. Thought all types of bad things.” He mumbled, tightening his arms around your waist as you stood above him holding him.

“Oh, James…” You cooed, running your fingers in his hair, knowing this would calm him down a bit.

“I’m right here, I would never go anywhere unless you’d tell me to.” You whispered to him.

Bucky tightened his arms around you hearing your words, “Never.”

Bucky looked up at you, inhaling a shaky breath, “I love you, so much. Never in my hundreds of years of living have I felt like this… I love you.”

You gasped softly, tears brimming your eyes and a smile lit up your face, “I love you too James, I loved you for awhile now.”

Bucky smiled back at you, lowering you on his lap to give you a deep kiss.

You pulled back a few seconds later, “So… the apartment?” 

Both you and Bucky glanced around before letting out laughs, “I might’ve… over did it a little.”

You narrowed your eyes, “A little?”

First Fight:

You’ve been deep cleaning your whole apartment for hours. It was one of those days where you had a lot of energy and nothing to do and decided why not clean up a little? 

You were almost finished, all you had to do is put the rest of the dishes in the dishwasher and light some candles to complete your hard work in cleaning. And when you were done, you’d go cuddle up with Bucky who was relaxing on the couch watching some TV Show.

Swaying slightly to the music that played softly on your speaker, you open the dishwasher, ready to load it up and cut it on, but you stop in your tracks as the whole bottom rack of the wash was taken up, and not by dishes.

You let out an annoyed grunt, “James Buchanan Barnes!” You called out, voice firm and annoyed.

Bucky sat up instantly, he knew this tone, never had it been directed towards him yet. He quickly racked through his brain, what could he have possibly done to make you angry and call out his full name.

He slowly walked into the kitchen, an innocent look on his face. You would’ve laughed at the sight if you weren’t annoyed. This was an ex assassin, afraid to face you.

“Yes sweetheart?” Bucky said, voice feigning innocence.

You raised an eyebrow, hands on hips, you narrowed your eyes and pointed at the open dishwasher where his arm sat on the bottom rack, “What did I say about washing your arm in the dishwasher?”

“Not to?” Bucky answered back, wrongly.

You huffed, “No! James, how many times do I have to ask you to take it out when you’re done! It’s a simple request, I don’t want it just sitting there… it might rust.” You weren’t completely sure if vibranium could rust or not but still, it was a simple request.

Bucky walked forward, taking the arm out the wash examining it, it was nice and clean. He put it back on before turning to you, “Sorry sweetheart, I won’t do it again.” He pulled you close and gave you a quick peck on the lips, “Forgive me?”

You rolled your eyes, returning a few pecks back, “Whatever don’t do it again.” You grumbled, turning to load the rest of the dishes you were trying to load earlier.

“I won’t.”

He would.

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Please, Please, Please [18+]

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F!Reader x Bob Reynolds

Summary: Bucky comes home from a quick mission and needs to release some stress and Bob joins.

Warnings: 18+, MATURE!!!! smut with a lil plot if you squint. not edited, slightly proof read

A/N: If I want it done, I have to do it myself. First post, hell yea.

You don’t know how it happened, or exactly when it happened, but here you are, skin glistening with sweat as you rode Bob at a lazy pace, your mouth preoccupied with sucking Bucky’s cock. 

It started with Bucky coming back from a mission a few days earlier than planned, things went fine, it was easy, too easy. Bucky didn’t get to let out any of that pent up energy. So, when he stepped into his room and saw you in nothing but a silk camisole, nipples noticeably hard due to the coolness of the tower, he knew he had to have you.

He said nothing as he strode further into the room towards you, grabbing your ankle making you flop on your back on the bed.

“James? What’s going on?” You let a small squeak.

Bucky let out a simple grunt, and fisted a boob, giving it a firm squeeze.

You raised an eyebrow, so he was in one of his moods. “ So we’re going caveman? No words? Just grunts?” You hummed, slightly amused.

He still didn't reply, only running his hands along your body, lifting the bottom of your camisole to reveal you had no panties on underneath. 

“Please.” Bucky breathed out. 

And that's all he needed to say. You gave him a silent confirmation by spreading your legs, giving Bucky the complete view of your pussy, already wet and waiting. It only took Bucky a few seconds to undo his belt, unzip his pants and pull out his throbbing cock and line up with your hole. You knew when he’s like this there would be no foreplay, not that you minded currently.

You both let out shaky moans as he entered you, the fit was tight, but you’d adjust to it, you always did, you knew it and Bucky definitely knew it.

Bucky leaned over you, pulling you close to get in missionary position and began to fuck you like no tomorrow. The bedroom filled with the sounds of your moans, Bucky’s low grunts and the occasional sound of skin slapping, this was heaven to the both of you. For you, late night sleepy sex was the best, bonus points because when you were done, sleep came easily. And for Bucky, the best stress reliever he’s discovered without having to physically hurt someone.

You don’t know how long it’s been, but you knew Bucky was coming to his climax as his thrusts lost rhythm and got sloppy. It was OK that you wouldn’t reach your climax, you’d be satisfied enough until the morning, that's when Bucky would snap back and make up for it in one way or another.

“Where?” Bucky grunted, thrusts sporadic.

“Inside me, please, James, come inside me.” You moaned, locking your legs around his waist to keep him closer to you. 

Bucky let out a mixture of grunts and growls, giving a few more thrust before he came inside you, panting as he did so. You could see all the tension in his body release as he slumped on you, careful not to put all his weight on you, he buried his face in the crook of your neck.

A knock on the bedroom door echoed a few moments later as both you and Bucky collected your breath. Bucky sighed, getting up and headed towards the door, not bothering to cover himself or you up, the both of you already knew who’d it be, you were expecting him sooner or later.

Bucky opened the door, only enough for Bob to slip in with practice ease. Bob glanced at Bucky, quickly glancing down at his bareness, then his nervous eyes darted to you. He thought you looked like a goddess, the moonlight gleaming on your sweaty skin, your eyes half lidded, a small smile on your face. And the best part, your legs slightly open, only enough to see Bucky’s cum slowly drip from your pussy. 

Bob swallowed hard, and shifted slightly, he was getting hard.

Bucky watched Bob watch you with a smirk. “Well? Don’t let it go to waste, go make sure she’s satisfied.” 

Bob wasted no time, in a few quick strodes, he was on his knees on the bed, face plunged quickly into your awaiting pussy. You let out a gasp but instantly locked your legs around his head, you moaned loudly, closing your eyes as Bob licked, long teasing licks.

“Bob!” You gasped in pleasure, bucking your hips into his face more as he started to suck your clit. You threw your head back, enjoying the pleasure, biting your lip and locking eyes with Bucky, who stood off to the side, slowly stroking his now semi hard cock. Bucky tilted his head as you licked your lips, glancing at his cock then back to his face.

“You want to suck my cock, baby?” Bucky hummed, getting closer to you. You nodded your head eagerly and reached out for him, frowning when he didn't get close enough to you but closer to Bob.

Bucky placed his hand on Bob’s back, trailing it around to his neck, giving it a light squeeze and gently pulling him back from his meal. Bob made a dissatisfied noise, turning to look at Bucky. Bucky smirked before turning Bob’s head back to you.

“Looks like she needs to get fucked again, doesn’t it? She’s so needy, needing two cocks in one night. Sit on the couch and let her ride you, let her think she’s in control.” Bucky smirked, watching both you and Bob perk up at the suggestion.

Bob scrambled to the couch, pushing his pajama pants down, letting his cock spring free, and settling on the couch. You smirked at Bob as you walked towards him, settling on his lap, grinding a bit, you moaned, “No boxers? You’re so naughty Bob.”

Bucky came closer and looked at the two of you grinding on each other, “No, he’s a good boy, doing what he’s told without a second thought. Go ‘head baby, ride Bob until you both come.”

You didn’t have to be told twice, you grabbed Bob’s cock, giving it a few strokes, before ling it up with your hole and slowly sinking down on it. You and Bob moaned in pleasure, you waited a few seconds before you started moving you hips, one hand gripping the back of the couch and the other on Bob’s shoulder, finding a lazy rhythm, you're already close from being previously fucked and sucked and Bob, poor Bob, he never last as long, especially with you on top.

You felt a cool tap on your cheek and turned, Bucky's cock in your face, waiting for attention. You took Bucky’s cock in your mouth and started to suck, lick and hum, stimulating Bucky enough to let out a loud groan, his head falling back, his metal arm clutching the back of the couch, and if you listened hard enough, you could hear a small crack.

“Fuck,” Bob moaned, eyes pinched in pleasure, his hips thrusting up to meet yours, his hands gripping your hips, he was close already. Bucky bucked his hips into your mouth, careful not to go too hard and glanced at Bob who was almost at his climax.

“Can I come? Please? I need to come!” Bob whined, he wasn’t asking you, he was asking Bucky permission to come in you.

“Come in her, and you better not let any of it drip outta her.” Bucky grunted, still sliding his cock in and out of your mouth. 

Bob whined, slamming you down on his cock once more before shooting thick ropes of cum deep inside you, one thing both you and Bucky knew was when Bob came, he came a lot, and you loved it.

You let out a squeal and moaned, trying to help Bob ride out his orgasm. You looked up at Bucky, mouth full, still sucking, and that's all Bucky needed to see. He pulled out of your mouth, quickly lifting you off of Bob.

“Lay down.” Bucky demanded Bob, Bob, who was busy trying to catch his breath laid on his back instantly. Bucky laid you on top of Bob, your face in his neck, ass in the air. Bucky swiftly shoved his cock back into you, making sure none of Bob’s come leaked out and started to pound into you.

You moaned loudly as Bucky thrusted into you and Bob’s hand rubbed your pussy. Finally you could feel your climax build up, “Fuck! Fuck! I’m gonna come! Please!” You moaned, leaning back meeting Bucky’s thrust.

A few more pumps and a few more moans, finally you came with a gasp, a small scream, body slightly tensing from the pleasure. A few more thrust from Bucky and one loud groan later, he came in you, mixing both his and Bob's come together inside you.

Bucky flopped on his knees, pulling back to look at you and Bob. Bob was tired and dazed, but satisfied, looking down at you. You, breathing heavily, gave Bob a kiss, you turned to give Bucky a kiss, but he stopped you, making sure you stayed laying on Bob.

Bob locked his hands around your waist as Bucky pushed a single finger back in your pussy. You whined, slightly overstimulated, looking back at Bucky confused.

“Don’t move. I don't want it to leak out.” Bucky murmured.

You let out a light laugh, laying back on Bob, snuggling into him. You don’t know how you got in this position, having two completely different boyfriends, but they loved you the same, and you couldn’t be any happier.