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jerzwriter · 9 months ago

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It's their fourth third Valentine's Day together, and it looks a little different than the rest. Still, all is going well until Tobias drops a little bombshell.

Book: Open Heart Pairing: Tobias x Casey Carrick (F!MC) Words: 1,500 Rating: Teen A/N: @choicesholidays Valentine's Day @choicesfebruary2024 Eros/Philia/Storge/Pragma

Darkness had already settled over the City of Boston, but the Carrick family’s kitchen was still full of life. Casey was tableside, desperately trying to convince Samantha to finish her dinner, while Tobias finished off the dishes from their meal that ended a half-hour before. In the midst of it, Pietro chased a ball around the kitchen floor, repeatedly skidding into a wall. Tobias shook his head with a chuckle.

“You know I’m going to have to pad the wall, or Pietro’s going to end up with brain damage.”

He peered over his shoulder when Casey didn’t reply, only to find her twirling around the kitchen, to their daughter's delight. While Sammy happily babbled and clapped, the one thing she wasn’t doing was eating.

“Babe...” he said, bringing Casey's chaotic dancing to a halt.

“Uh.. yeah,” she stammered, slipping on her socked feet. “What did you say?”

“I said I need to pad the wall so Pietro doesn't keep slamming into it. But I think it might help you, too. What are you trying to do over there?”

“I’m trying to get our daughter to eat,” she sighed. “Bedtime’s in a half hour, and you know she won’t sleep long if she’s hungry.”

“True, and heaven knows we don't want any interruption tonight... but how is that Irish jig supposed to make her eat?”

Casey’s eyes met his, narrowing with both amusement and scorn. “It wasn’t an Irish jig! I was attempting to dance like Angelina Ballerina... I thought if I pirouetted these peas into her mouth, she just might take them.”

Tobias wordlessly turned off the faucet and dried his hands with a half smile. Walking over to the table, he took the spoon from Casey’s hand.

“Let me help.”

“I don’t know what you can do. It's been 30 minutes, and she hasn't eaten a thing. You're not going to..."

Casey’s jaw hung open as her husband began serenading their daughter, and the moment he started, she gleefully accepted her bits of chicken and strained peas.

“I’ve got sunshine... on a cloudy day... when it’s cold outside... I’ve got the month of May...” he crooned as his wife stood flabbergasted at his side.

“But... I don’t... how?”

“I don’t know, baby... I just have the magic touch. Ooh! Maybe I should sing The Platter’s instead.”

“You do that,” she huffed. “I’m going to take a quick shower.”

The thought of his beautiful wife stepping into their shower filled his head with less pure thoughts, and why not? It was Valentine’s Day, after all.

“Nice,” he grinned. “Then, after I get this adorable little gremlin to sleep, Mommy and Daddy can celebrate grown-up style.”

With a chuckle, she stopped at the door. “Valentine’s Day sure is different in the parenting era... isn’t it?”

“Sure is,” he said, scooping the last bit of food off Sammy’s plate. “But it’s still amazing.”

“Of course it is,” Casey teased. “You’ve got me and Sammy... and she obviously likes you much more than me.”

“That’s not true,” he insisted. “And if it is, it means our daughter has horrible taste.”

“Well, she does like those peas,” Casey shrugged, then she was on her way.

~~~~~

Sometime later, Casey trotted down the stairs to find their rose bedecked living room looking like a scene from a movie. Awash in a soft, golden glow. Tobias had scattered meticulously selected candles all around; only Casey's absolute favorites would do. After lighting the last one, he turned his attention to her, eyes full of desire.

“You like?” He smiled as she sunk into the plush cushions of their sofa.

“What’s not to like,” she beamed. “Everything is beautiful! I sure am a lucky woman.”

With a gentle growl, he crossed the room and bridged the space between them, his hands sliding over the soft curves he so adored. Casey held him close, quietly giggling as he peppered her with kisses. The sound of her laughter, combined with the warm vanilla-jasmine scent that was hers and hers alone, left him lightheaded; Casey made the man drunker than wine ever could.

"What are you doing?" She laughed.

"What do you think? Any objections?"

"No, Dr. Carrick,” she swooned. “Not a single one."

He pulled back slightly with a smile, mesmerized as he ran a hand through her hair. "You know, you're the best wife I’ve ever had."

"Oh, really," she raised a brow. "I was under the assumption I was your only wife unless you have a whopper of a secret you need to divulge."

"Well, now that you mention it...I sort of do."

“You do?” she asked, eyes widened. “Do you have another wife... of a big secret?”

“Only the latter,” he chuckled deeply, his lips descending just under her ear. “But we can talk about that later.”

But later, it came much quicker than he had expected when Casey sat upright and turned on the lamp beside her.

“What are you doing?” he gasped.

“Tobias, you may be married to one of the most incredible women in Boston, but I’m still a woman... and there is no woman on earth that’s just going to carry on like nothing has happened after her husband announces he has a big secret. So... if you want to get back to our previously scheduled activities... I suggest you spill... and spill fast.”

“Case,” he whispered, the seductively playful gaze that usually got him out of anything firmly in place. “I’m just teasing. Now, why don’t we....”

“... have a conversation about this secret, Dr. Carrick.” She crossed her arms defiantly. “What happened to you? You used to be so smooth.”

“Yeah,” he sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “I guess I’m off my game.”

“Sleep deprivation will do that,” she smirked. “Now... your secret?”

Tobias shifted uncomfortably, finally settling, he took Casey’s hand in his.

“It’s not a secret, really. It's just something I’ve wanted to discuss.”

Her eyes silently urged him to continue.

“I just... I’ve been thinking. I’d really like us to have another baby.”

Casey sighed with relief. “Well, duh! That’s not a secret, Tobias! You’ve made it very clear you’d like enough children to start your own softball team. And while you’re not getting that many out of me, we’ve always said we’d have more someday.”

“Yeah,” he turned to her with puppy dog eyes. “What if that someday were, say... now.”

Casey pulled away. “Now? Now, as in... you want to try... now?”

“Why not,” she asked, scooting closer to her. "It would be a great story to tell our kid... you were conceived on Valentine’s Day.”

“Iww. First, no... no kid wants to hear that... and you mean, now?”

“Yeah. I mean, think about it. Even if we got lucky right away, we’d have to wait nine months for her to get here...”

“Wow, you know that? Looks like that Hopkins Med School degree really paid off...”

"Very funny," he smirked. "What I'm saying is we'd be looking at the end of the year. Sammy would almost be two...”

“She’d be a year and a half...”

“True, but... wouldn’t it be nice if our girls were close in age.”

“Girls?”

“Yeah, I'm pretty confident I don't make boys.”

"Babe," Casey laughed. "Are you being serious?”

“Do you think I’d interrupt Valentine’s Day sex if I wasn’t?”

“I don’t know,” she wondered. “It’s unlike you to interrupt any sex, so I guess you are serious.”

“And I take it you're not in agreement."

“Tobias,” she sighed, gently caressing his cheek. "You know I want to have another baby, but... now?"

“Sure... I mean it... I don't want the girls far apart in age. My brother and I had such a big age difference, and I'm not sure I want that for them. Besides, it’s not like money is an issue, and...”

Casey could tell there was more, so she gently pushed him along. “And?”

“And I’m going to be forty in five days.”

“Are you saying your bio clock is ticking.?”

“Wiseass," he grinned. "So, you're not on board."

“I’m... not... not right now. Sammy isn’t even a year old yet, and while I love being her mom and parenting with you... it’s not easy, Tobias. We’re both exhausted most of the time.”

“So, we can get more help. I’ll even let Ma come over more often.”

“Oh great! So then I can institutionalize you and have to raise two kids on my own? No, thank you.”

Taking in his small frown, Casey pulled him into a hug, gently kissing the top of his head as she caressed him.

“I know you’re going to be forty, but I’m only thirty-one... and if we’re honest, Sammy was a surprise. A wonderful surprise, but a surprise nevertheless. I figured we were a couple years away from considering having our first, and I’m not so sure I’m ready to be the mom of two just yet.”

“Yeah, and it would really be the mom of three if you count me.”

“Hey," she said, raising her hands. "You said it, not me! I’m not saying we have to wait forever... Sammy turns one in April, why don’t we revisit this conversation at the end of summer... and not right before we’re about to get busy.”

With an impish grin, he grabbed his phone from the coffee table.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

“Scheduling our conversation for Labor Day weekend... that's kind of appropriate if you think about it.”

Casey gently shoved him, falling back onto his lap in a fit of laughter. "You are too much.”

"I am, aren't I?" He smiled, leaning over to give her a soft kiss.

"OK. So we're not making a baby tonight... but we can still get in some practice?" Animatedly wagging his brows.

"Sure," Casey laughed. "I'm always down to practice... where would you like me?"

Tobias bit his lower lip and eagerly flipped on top of her.

"Right here... I'm not waiting. Happy Valentine's Day, baby."

"Happy Valentine's Day," she replied. "But no baby yet, sir!"

~~~~~

I hope you enjoyed the silliness. I figured this is where they'd be in their relationship right now. Thanks so much for reading!

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avengerscompound · 4 years ago

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The Tower: Family - 14

The Tower: Family An Avengers Fanfic

Series Masterlist PREVIOUS //

Pairing: Avengers x OFC, Bruce Banner x Bucky Barnes x Clint Barton x Wanda Maximoff x Steve Rogers x Natasha Romanoff x Tony Stark x Thor x Sam Wilson x OFC (Elly Cooper)

Word Count: 3494

Warnings: Pregnancy, Smut (Bisexual orgy, oral sex, vaginal sex, fingering, hand jobs, light d/s, rough sex, come play)

Synopsis: With new powers, Thor now living on Earth full time, a wedding to plan, and Natasha and Wanda expecting, a lot is changing for Elly and her large and rather unconventional family. When Elise’s parents try to reestablish connections, Elly questions what being a family actually means.

Chapter 14: Steve’s Game

Things were relaxed for a few weeks. Natasha and Wanda’s morning sickness had all but ended by the last ultrasound, so it was just me struggling in the morning and aside from the usual work things were stress-free. The major thing going on was the twins were about to start preschool and everyone was this mix of excited and panicked about it. Each of us a different blend of each.

We also couldn’t quite decide who of us should take them and pick them up on their first day. We would all agree to everyone going because we were all their parents and people should know that. Then someone would start worrying about them being teased or bullied about it and so we’d agree that it would just be the same two or four of us doing the pickups and drop-offs. Or it would be some in-between to that, five for drop off, five for pick up. Which of us should go would change when it wasn’t all of us at once. Sometimes we’d think it would be best if it was the biological parents because then it would be easier for people to accept. Other times we thought it best if it wasn't because they were our kids and biology didn't matter. We thought Steve should be there because he was the one we all turned to for the big decision making. Then we thought he absolutely shouldn't because of the attention he’d attract. Natasha was adamant that she go so she could cloak them on drop off and pick up.

Eventually, we decided that the first day was important. There were teachers to meet and while the class might be full with all ten of us walking around in it, they'd have to deal with it because we ten people were those two kids' parents and this was an important first for them. None of us wanted to miss it.

“Alright, my little ones,” Natasha said. It was the night before their first day of preschool and we’d been playing Candy Land with them in teams as we all sat by the large window that looked out over midtown. It was getting late for the kids and they were going to have a big day tomorrow. “You both start school tomorrow, so you need to go and get ready for bed. Who do you want to give you your bath?”

They looked at each other and scrunched up their noses. “Ummm… Daj?” Pietro said.

“Yeah, Daj,” Riley agreed. “You do da bubbews, Daj?”

Wanda laughed softly. “Yeah, I can do the bubbles.”

“And who should read you your stories?” Natasha asked.

“Umm…” Pietro said again, looking at Riley. “I wand… daddy Bwuce.”

“How about, daddy Steeb?” Riley suggested.

Pietro whined and stuck out his bottom lip. “Daddy Steeb don do da voices.”

“Damn, Daddy Steve,” Tony teased. “What kind of second rate act are you running?”

“I’m so sorry,” Steve laughed. “I’ll try harder from now on.”

“What if I read one and then Daddy Steve reads one?” Bruce suggested. “As a special treat?”

“Yeah!” Pietro said, bouncing in his seat.

“Alright then, come on monsters,” Wanda said, getting up. “Let’s go have a bath.”

They chased after her and I started packing up the board game.

“Can’t believe they’re starting school,” Sam said. “Gonna have to put bricks on their heads to stop them from growing.”

“Aww, no,” Clint said. “It’s cool seeing them become little people.”

“And we shall have four new little ones soon enough,” Thor added.

“We’re going to be drowning in dirty diapers,” Bucky said. “We’ll be thanking the universe they’re out of diapers.”

“I’m already thanking it for that,” Tony joked.

“How are you doing there, mama bear,” Sam asked, leaning down and rubbing my back as he kissing the side of my neck.

“I’m alright. Nervous but excited,” I said, reaching behind me and running my fingers down the back of his neck. “I’m gonna get some chocolate.”

He sat back with a chuckle. “It’s always sugar and carbs with you, huh?”

“I’m growing a human, I’m allowed,” I said getting up. I went and put away the board game and headed into the kitchen. It was sparkling clean and empty when I went in thanks to our private cook, and I beelined straight to the pantry looking for something sweet. I found a bag of peanut m&ms and when I brought them back out I was greeted by Steve with his arms folded over his chest and leaning in the doorway.

“Uh oh,” I said, pouring myself a handful of the colorful candy. “Dad’s here. Where did I do?”

“El,” he said sternly.

“What? What’s wrong?” I asked.

“I’m just worried about you, sweetheart,” he said coming over and putting his hands on my hips. “You seem a little tired and distant.”

I looked up into his eyes and held a red m&m to his lips. He opened his mouth, letting me drop the candy in, and nipped at my finger. “I’m fine,” I assured him. “I am tired. But the morning sickness has been kicking my ass. And the stress about tomorrow isn’t helping with it.”

“Why are you so stressed out?” He asked.

I shook my head. “We’ve been sheltering them so much. They don’t have a lot of experience with other kids and none their age. I worry they won’t know how to deal with being with a bunch of strangers. And then on top of that coming from us. Ten parents. Nine of them are probably the most famous people on the planet. There’s going to be kids there with Iron Man backpacks and Captain America t-shirts. That’s a lot for two little kids to carry on their shoulders. I’m just worried and I don’t know if I’m going to be able to relax enough to sleep properly.”

“Did you change your mind?” Steve asked. “Do you want to try homeschooling instead? We do have some of the smartest minds on the planet available.”

I shook my head. “I know. I’m not worried about them not being educated. They’re going to be fine when it comes to that. I’m worried about them not having friends or being able to socialize with their peers. I know what we have is good. They are loved and doted on. But they need to experience the real world too.”

“Tell you what,” Steve said, pulling my hips flush to his. “If they don’t like it, or it’s not working for whatever reason, we pull them out. Find a homeschooling group that likes the idea of having big field-trips funded for them and that’s where they can get their social from. So either way, they’ll get the balance.”

I smiled and wrapped my arms around his waist and rested my head on his chest. “You’re so smart.”

“Thank you,” Steve said and pressed a kiss to the top of my head.

“Why couldn’t my parents be more like you?” I asked.

He rubbed my back and pulled back, looking into my eyes. “We’ll make sure all our kids get the childhoods we wished we could have had. Okay?”

I nodded and he leaned down and kissed me deeply. My hand went to his jaw and his slid down to my thighs and he lifted me, placing me on the kitchen cabinet. His lips traveled along my jaw and he sucked softly just below my ear. “How about you go up and take a shower, get nice and clean. Then after I’ve read to the kids I can get you nice and dirty again.”

“Mm… Steve, your dirty talk is getting so good,” I teased and he spanked my thigh.

“Go on,” he said, letting me down off the counter. “You can decide if you’ve been bad or good.”

I started laughing and he raised an eyebrow at me. “Sorry,” I said, patting his ass. “You made me think of Santa.”

Steve wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me against him. “You do not make it easy sometimes.”

“I know,” I said, bumping him with my shoulder. “I’m a very bad girl.”

He spanked my ass again and I laughed as I headed upstairs, eating the m&ms. I poked my head into the bathroom on my way down to the master bedroom.

“Mommy!” Riley said, splashing the water when I came in. Pink bubbles were floating around their heads as Wanda wriggled her fingers, creating them from nothing, and both the kids had bubbles on their heads and chins.

“Hey, kiddos. You having fun?” I asked.

“Yeah, mommy,” Pietro said. “Daj maded de bubbews.”

“I can see,” I said, sitting down on the edge of the tub. “Daj is so clever isn’t she?”

“Yeah!” They said at once, bouncing in the tub.

“Well, I’m going to go to bed now, honey bunnies,” I said. “So I’m going to say goodnight to you now. I’ll see you both in the morning for school.”

“Otay, mommy,” Pietro said, standing up in the tub. I smiled and gave him a kiss goodnight and then kissed Riley too.

“Sweet dreams, kiddos,” I said.

“Sweet dweams, mommy,” they both said together.

I got back up and Wanda took my hand. “I’ll be down when I’m done with them,” she said.

“Okay, beautiful. See you in a bit,” I said.

I went and took a shower, washing my hair, and taking the time to let the hot water relax my muscles. When I was done I dried off and put on lotion before dressing in a sheer blue cami and thong.

Wanda was undressing when I came into the bedroom from the wardrobe and she smiled at me.

“They in bed?” I asked.

“Yes,” she said, tossing her skirt into the laundry hamper. “Bruce and Steve are in with them now.”

“Steve’s going to meet me in here,” I said, climbing into the swing bed.

She smirked and climbed up onto the mattress and began to crawl over to me. She was still dressed in her matching black lace panties and bra and knee-high black socks. The swell of her stomach doing nothing at all to detract from how sexy she was. “He won’t be the only one.”

She brought her lips to mine, and we kissed slowly and passionately, our lips caressing against each other and our tongues dancing together. I tangled my legs with hers and my stomach pressed against her baby bump. There was no frantic rush to proceed. We were just killing time, kissing, and touching each other.

My cunt flooded. My arousal soaked through my panties and smeared on her bare thigh. The door opened and I looked up, expecting to see Steve but finding Clint instead.

“Well, well,” he teased, closing the door behind him. “What do we have here?”

“Nothing much,” I hummed, running my fingers up Wanda’s side. “Just killing time.

“Well, I was gonna have a shower,” Clint said, taking off his shirt as he sauntered over to the bed. “But this looks like much more fun.”

He unfastened his pants and pushed them down, tripping as he tried to step out of the legs and landing sprawled on the mattress and making the bed rock back-and-forth wildly.

Wanda and I started laughing. “Nice one, Clint,” I teased.

“Hush,” he said as he crawled up behind me. He leaned over me and began to kiss Wanda as he rutted slowly against my ass and massaged my sensitive breasts. His cock started hardening against my ass and I moaned loudly and rocked my hips between them.

The door opened again and this time when I looked up there were three people silhouetted in the doorway. Steve was standing at the front of Bucky and Sam with his arms folded over his chest. The three men surveyed us, I could see Sam smirking as Bucky shifted on his feet.

“Elise,” Steve scolded. “I don’t remember saying you could start without me.”

I sat up quickly and pulled my legs up against me. Wanda and Clint sat up too. Clint bouncing with excitement while Wanda tilted her head and looked at Steve with an expression telling me they were having a silent conversation. I assumed it was about what was about to happen. I was excited too. Wanda wasn’t super into any level of BDSM, but she did seem to have fun being on the side of it while other people were doing something mild. It was almost like she liked the roleplaying aspect but not the physical side. Bucky on the other hand I’d never known to participate at all in this kind of thing. It was going to be fun to see what Steve had in his head that had made him want to bring both Sam and Bucky along with him.

“We’re playing a Steve game? I didn’t know we were playing a Steve game,” Clint said excitedly.

Wanda gave a little nod and Steve stepped into the room properly. He walked around the side of the bed and turned the levers so the bed would be held firmly in place. Sam closed the door behind them as Steve sat on the edge of the bed. Wanda quickly moved so she was sitting in Steve’s lap. “So it seems to me,” Steve said as he unhooked Wanda’s bra. “We have one very good girl and one very bad girl and they both need a seeing to.”

Wanda giggled and tossed her bra aside as Steve leaned down and sucked on her breast. Bucky and Sam began to undress as they watched on as Wanda moaned and let her head fall back and her hands tangle in Steve’s hair. My eyes kept flicking from Steve and Wanda to Bucky and Sam as I sat buzzing with anticipation. Steve pulled back and gently massaged Wanda’s breasts. “There’s four of us though, so I think we should be able to take care of them,” he guided Wanda to her feet and pulled her panties down. “Who’d like to start with our very good girl?”

“Sounds like fun,” Bucky said, stepping forward as he stroked his cock. “What do you say, Wan? You gonna be good for me?”

“I’d like that, Bucky,” she said, guiding him back onto the bed and straddling his waist.

Steve grabbed my ankle and dragged me over to him. I squealed and he pulled me up into his lap. “Our bad girl is going to need a firmer hand I think,” Steve said and tore my camisole straight down the front. I squeaked and he wrapped his arm around me and began to palm my cunt. “She’s going to need to be shown who’s in charge. Who’s up for that?”

Sam stepped up. “I think I’m up for that,” Sam teased, pumping his cock. “If you know what I mean.”

“Oh my god,” Clint cackled. “That was the perviest dad joke ever!”

Steve pushed me to my feet and ripped my thong at the waistband, so both it and my cami fell to the floor. Sam stepped close and grabbed my wrist, spinning me around so my back was pressed against his chest. His finger slipped between my folds and he rubbed my clit roughly as he nipped at the shell of your ear. “You’re already so wet and ready for my cock, princess,” he whispered against my ear. “How about you bend over the bed for me, princess?”

“How about you make me?” I taunted, grinding my ass back against his dick.

Sam shoved me forward so I was bent over the bed facing Wanda and Bucky, and spanked my ass hard. I gasped and wriggled a little on my feet.

“What are we doing?” Clint asked, moving over to Steve.

Steve pulled him close and began to palm Clint’s cock. “We’re going to be patient, enjoy the show and when Sam and Bucky are done we’ll have our turn.”

I watched as Wanda slowly rolled her hips as she rode Bucky. He leaned up pulling one of her nipples into his mouth and making her mewl and throw her head back. While I watched, Sam lined himself up with my entrance and thrust hard in. It pushed me forward on the mattress and made the bed sway slightly even though it had been tethered down. “Fuck, Sam,” I moaned loudly.

He spanked my ass and wrapped his hand in my hair. “None of that talk,” he growled.

“Fuck you,” I mewled.

He spanked me again and began to just rail into me. He pulled my hair, yanking my head back while at the same time he pressed down in the middle of my back. “No, princess,” Sam said. “It’s you that is going to get fucked.”

Clint started laughing again. “Sam! Seriously! You can’t do dad jokes during sex.”

I started laughing and Sam spanked me hard again, making me yelp and jerk under him. “Do something about the mouthy bird will you, Cap?”

Steve grabbed Clint’s hair and whispered into Clint’s ear. “Yes, sir,” Clint mewled, letting Steve hold him with his head yanked back.

I turned my focus to Wanda. She was panting heavily and Bucky was fucking up into her as he suckled on her breast. I could see how close she was and there was something about seeing him much more tame and gentle sex happening in front of me made the way Sam was pounding into feel even more intense. I started moaning and trying to hold myself up. Sam wrapped his arm around my waist and rubbed my clit hard as he leaned right over me, so he was pressed down on me. “You wanna come, princess?”

“Yes, please, Sam,” I begged. “Please.”

He pinched my clit and picked up his pace and I came, screaming out. Sam groaned, grabbing my hips and thrusting hard into me as his orgasm hit and he emptied inside me.

Our orgasms seemed to drag Wanda over and she threw her head back and moaned loudly as it shuddered through her. “Alright, Clint,” Steve said, patting his thigh. “Your turn with Wanda.”

“Hey, wait a second. I’m not done yet,” Bucky complained.

“You’re gonna help me with El,” Steve said moving over to me as Sam slipped from within me. He picked me up and flipped me over, putting me back on the bed so my head was hanging over the edge. Wanda rolled off Bucky, onto her back and Clint crawled up between her legs, kissing the insides of her thighs.

Steve pushed my knees up and tapped the head of his cock on my clit as Bucky teased my lips with his cock. I tilted my head back, opening my throat up and letting Bucky push his cock into my mouth as Steve thrust into my cunt. Bucky went slow but deep, testing my limit and blocking my airway as he pushed his cock down my throat. His cock was soaked in Wanda’s juices and I hungrily sucked her tart fluids from him. Steve on the other was relentless. He pounded into me, pushing me further down onto Bucky’s cock with each thrust. I went to grab Bucky’s hips, but Steve grabbed my wrists and pinned them to the mattress. I was vaguely aware of Clint and Wanda beside us, but only in an abstract way. All my focus was on Steve and Bucky and my impending orgasm. Sam began to rub my clit and an orgasm crashed down on my immediately, I mewled into Bucky’s cock as I shuddered around Steve, but neither man eased up, they both just kept fucking me even harder than before. Steve guided one of my hands up and it touched on Sam’s cock. I started to jerk him off. The men would kiss and whisper things to each other above me but what they were saying, I couldn’t tell.

Another orgasm hit and then a third. I could barely hold myself together. Wanda had moved up close to me and when a fourth hit both Bucky and Steve pulled out at once. I choked and arched my back, my whole body quaking with my orgasm. Wanda put her head on my shoulder and cupped my jaw, pulling me into a kiss, and around me, Steve, Bucky, and Sam jerked their cocks. As Wanda and I kissed, Steve, Bucky, and Sam came, painting the two of us in hot white ropes.

“Fuck,” Clint groaned and reached over, and ran his fingers through the mess. “You both look so fucking hot.”

“And you are such a dirty bird,” Sam teased and spanked his ass.

“Alright, you two,” Steve said, scooping me up as Bucky picked up Wanda. “Let’s get you cleaned off and get you into bed. Big day tomorrow.”

I hummed and curled up in his arms not at all concerned about sleep at all.

// NEXT

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i-am-a-closet-fanfic-fiend · 6 years ago

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Sexiled (Part 12/23) ~ Steve Rogers x Reader College!AU

A/N: HI lovelies! Happy weekend! So I’m not really sure what project I’m going to focus on next, but so far this is the one whose muse is strongest so here we are. I hope you enjoy.

Summary: Halloween shenanigans begin

Characters/Pairings: Steve x Reader, Bucky, Thor, whole gang is mentioned

Rating: T

Warnings: Language, underage drinking

Word Count: 1651

Series Masterlist | Main Masterlist

“So am I really the only one who figured it out so far?” Bucky asked as you played Mario Kart on Friday afternoon.

“Yep,” you mumbled as you blue shelled him and flew past him to win.

“You suck.”

“Don’t be a sore loser.”

He blew a raspberry at you in response.

“So what are you and Steve dressing up as for the party tonight?” he asked as you started another game.

“Wonder Woman and Superman. What are you going as?”

“I’m not going.” He tried to sound nonchalant but didn’t succeed.

“What? Why not?” you asked, pausing the game.

“Well, Dot’s probably going to be there.”

“You could still come hang out with us. I mean Thor’s your friend, not hers so she may not go.”

“When have you ever known Dot to pass up free alcohol?”

Frowning you were forced to concede the point.

“Besides, I don’t even have a costume. I was supposed to do a couple’s thing with her.”

“Well, if that’s the only thing keeping you from going tonight. Then I’ve got just the thing. Wait here.”

You were immediately up on your feet.

“Where are you going, doll?”

“I’ll be right back.”

When you returned Steve had gotten back from lab. You grinned and handed the box to Bucky and greeted Steve with a kiss.

“Hi, handsome.”

“Hey, sweetness,” he grinned down at you as you settled your arms around his waist.

“When did you get this, doll?” Bucky asked as he looked at the Batman costume.

“Steve wasn’t sure if he wanted to be Batman or Superman so I bought both a few weeks ago. Never got around to returning it,” you shrugged. “You don’t have to come with us, but if your only reason not to was that you didn’t have a costume. Problem solved.”

“Thank you, doll. I’ll think about it.”

“That’s all I ask.”

You squeezed his shoulder and glanced at the time.

“I’m going to grab a shower before the bathroom gets overrun. I’ll see you later.”

“See you later, sweetness,” Steve gave you lingering kiss which had Bucky fake gagging.

“Shush.”

“Quiet’s not my style, doll.” He winked at you. “I’ll see you tonight.”

You rolled your eyes but grinned at the positive response.

“Good.”

You were pleasantly surprised by how well the costume fit, considering it only cost thirty bucks. You were just fixing the tiara when there was a knock on the door.

“One second,” you mumbled through a mouthful of bobby pins.

When the head piece was secure, you fastened on the bracers and smiled at your reflection before pulling open the door.

“Wow,” Steve stared at you slack-jawed for a moment.

“Hey, Superman,” you flirted.

“Hey yourself. You look great, sweetness.”

He glanced at the other side of your room and you smirked, grabbing at the S on his chest and tugging him into the room.

“Nat’s already downstairs with Clint,” you explained kissing him firmly as the door swung shut behind him.

“Do we have to go?” Steve whined when you finally broke apart after your make out session. You’d somehow ended up on the bed in his lap. “I’d much rather stay here and keep doing that.”

“Yes, we have to go. We promised since we skipped last week,” you reminded him as you climbed out of his lap and started fixing your hair. “Sam will say I stole you again if we don’t go.”

“Well, he’s. Never mind,” Steve trailed off, ears turning pink.

“What?”

“No. It’s nothing. I was going to make a dumb joke.”

He seemed to be getting redder by the second and now you had to know what he was thinking.

“Please, tell me,” you pleaded, pouting at him. You reached for his hand as you sat next to him.

He only lasted two seconds before growling under his breath.

“You’re dangerous. You know that right?”

“I’m aware. But I also just want to know what you were gonna say.”

Sighing, he leaned back staring at the ceiling.

“I was going to say Sam was half right, because you had stolen my heart.” You were about to call him on his corny joke when his eyes snapped to yours and he continued speaking. “But you didn’t, because I gave it to you. Without hesitation.”

You gnawed on your bottom lip in an attempt not to cry, but it didn’t work and a few tears slipped out.

“I didn’t mean to upset you, sweetness.”

“You didn’t. That was adorable and sweet and everything a girl wants to hear. Jerk,” you grumbled.

He chuckled and reached out to wipe the tears away.

“You have my heart too, you know. Free and clear.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too. Now stop making me cry, so I can redo my make up.”

“Yes, ma’am.” He snapped a salute. “But if you’re going to redo your make up anyways…”

He pulled you in for a searing kiss that took nearly all your lipstick off.

Fifteen minutes later you were finally ready to go. You knew your friends would be fuming, but you couldn’t wipe the stupid grin off your face. You grabbed your phone and purse, checking for your ID. You debated wearing a jacket but decided that for one night you’d let aesthetics win out, so you grabbed Steve’s hand and pulled him from the room.

“Good timing. Buck says he’s about to come up here and drag us out.”

“Did Bucky decide to go after all?” you asked as you locked your door.

“Yep, he’s downstairs with the others. And he loves the costume. But you know funny thing I don’t remember considering being Batman,” Steve commented once you were down the hall.

“Because you didn’t.”

“You ordered that after they broke up last week, didn’t you?”

“Yup. Gotta love free two day shipping,” you smirked. “You didn’t tell Bucky, did you?”

“Of course not.”

“I know we’re all going as a group. But I thought he might be more comfortable going with us as a trio.”

“It was a great idea, sweetness. And my lips are sealed.” He wrapped his arm around your shoulders and kissed the top of your head. “You’re the best.”

The group was chattering excitedly when you reached the lounge. There was a flurry of greetings and compliments when you and Steve entered.

“Superhero suits you, doll,” Bucky whispered as he sidled up beside you.

“Thanks, Bucks-a-billion. It suits you too,” you grinned up at him. “Come here.” You pulled up the camera on your phone and took a quick selfie both of you beaming.

“Good idea, y/n. We need a couple of pictures!” Wanda insisted when she saw you and Bucky.

A couple pictures somehow turned into a full blown photo shoot, and you finally got out of the dorm thirty minutes later. How could you resist when you’d all picked staples from your childhood?

Nat and Clint were a spot on Kim and Ron. Sam and Riley were Buzz and Woody. Wanda and Pietro had decided to go as Raggedy Ann and Andy. And Tony, Rhodey, and Bruce were dressed as the red, blue, and green power rangers.

“HEY!” Thor boomed when he opened the door. “Come on in!”

You all piled into the house.

“Drinks are in the kitchen. Dance floor is through there.”

The group split up, Thor lingering by you, Steve, and Bucky.

“You look amazing as always, y/n.”

“Thank you,” you giggled.

“Let’s get you all drinks and get this party started. Right this way.”

Steve held your hand as you followed Thor towards the kitchen, and you in turn tugged Bucky with you by the elbow. He offered you a wry smile when he figured out you weren’t going to let him sulk for the entire night.

Thor handed you each a beer and chatted for a few minutes he was pulled away, but not before making all of you promise to play flip cup later on.

You were the first of the three to spot Dot sauntering around the party with Brock on her arm. You almost gagged at the sight of the both of them. Bucky was momentarily distracted, talking to Sam and Riley so you pulled Steve away to point her out.

“Damn it. I was really hoping that she wouldn’t show.”

“Me too. But also ew. Please tell me Bucky would not have worn that costume.”

“I can’t but mainly because I am not thinking about my best friend in an outfit like that.”

Steve visibly shuddered at the thought. Brock was parading around in what could only be described as spandex booty short orange overalls that were supposed to resemble a prison uniform and she was wearing a slutty cop costume.

“They deserve each other.”

“Definitely.”

“At least it doesn’t seem like she’s looking for him,” you noted.

“And the cowl covers his face. Maybe she won’t recognize him.”

“With that jawline?” you snarked.

Steve arched an eyebrow at you before chuckling and shaking his head when you shrugged, refusing to take back the comment.

“Well let’s hope she’s not in the mood to start shit then.”

“That we can do.”

You both sighed for a moment before Steve shook his head in a mental reset motion.

“Come on. We’re here to have fun. Buck will leave if he thinks we’re worried about him.”

“You’re right. Dance with me?” you grinned up at him.

“Happy to, sweetness.”

He led you into the next room where people were dancing, happy for the opportunity to hold you close. You loved the way his hands felt on your hips as the two of you grinded to the music.

It didn’t take long for your friends to find you and start shooting the both of you meaningful looks. You ignored them and focused on the happiness coursing through you. Tonight was going to be a good night.

A/n: Yeah so some partying for the gang. I hope you enjoyed! More partying to come and more for this story.

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the-canary · 6 years ago

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Bel Ami - B.B (6)

Summary: You had bigger fish to fry in NYC between your new job, living in a new city and old friend – you were sure in over your head, but who’s that cute stranger that keeps helping you out?(Reader/Bucky Barnes)

Prompt: Person A: “Okay, I have something to confess… I like you. I have for the past two years now and it’s been killing me to hold it in this long but I think you deserve to know.” Person B: “You nerd, we’ve been dating for the past two years.

A/N: this is for @sgtjbuccky‘s writing challenge. please welcome to even bigger idiots :)

Feedback is always welcomed.

“Are you telling me that’s the girl Bucky can’t stop thinking of?”

“The exact one.”

“Well, no wonder the date was a failure. You should see the eyes he was making at her.”

“He’s not in love,” Steve remarks as green eyes look at him in disbelief, “His words not mind.”

“That poor deluded bastard.”

You aren’t sure what to think about Bucky and his invasion from before, as the weekend comes closer and he sends you a message to meet near the library close to the Barnes Towers. You are sure it is just meant as a friendship sort of thing and as much as you feel a certain type of disappointment with it all, you are just happy to have Bucky back in your life -- maybe, he’ll bring another dog with him too.

You weren’t sure if in the eleventh hour, you should be freaking about what you should be wearing or enjoying stuffing your face with pizza on the couch and looking for something to watch.

“What do you think that you should be doing right now?” Wanda asks like she knows your inner turmoil, as she watches you hang up from ordering from your favorite pizza place. She is currently putting on some extra earrings, to match her silver heels and red dress for a night out on the town with Viz.

“I think,” you sigh out, “I should forget about this and fantasizing over being Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman again.”

“Richard Gere again?” she questions as she takes a seat across from you and the shitty little thing you call a kitchen countertop.

“Peek Richard Gere,” you correct her as she laughs. You pout for a second, waiting for the second show to drop as Wanda enters mother hen mode.

“If it’s just as friends, just be casual and happy you,” Wanda explains her point-of-view, “If not, maybe you should--”

“I don’t want him like that, Wan,” you whisper as brown eyes give you a sympathetic look.

“I didn’t spend a whole month see you mope over this Borky for you to lie to me,” Wanda fights back, before cupping your cheek so that you could look at her straight in the eyes. You let keep going though you want to correct her and oh so many things, “But, if denial makes it easier for you, and I’ll gladly help with that--”

“But?”

“But,” she starts off once more with a sympathetic smile, “If being around someone hurts you, you can always cut them off. It’s always in your power to do so.”

“I know,” you remark, thinking about why you followed with your plans from moving to New York from Syracuse in the first place, as she smiles and nods once more before the doorbell rings. Maybe, Viz was here to finally pick her up.

She gets up from her place and grabs her bag before looking at you once more: “Enjoy your 90’s movie binge.”

“I’ll try!” you yell back as she disappears through the small hallway and you are left once alone.

Now, you aren’t so sure if you could watch the damn movie without thinking of how much Richard Gere’s character reminded you of one Bucky Barnes, though you weren’t exactly Julia Roberts. Eventually, you decide on watching Top Gun instead and ignoring that denial could be an island of one.

As you binge on old 90’s movies to forget your anxiety over tomorrow, you are completely unaware that there is another person pushing all the details that he loves about New York into the itinerary for tomorrow with a lovestruck look on his face -- though he’ll deny it when asked by Steve or Sam. However, with a certain red-head, it is a completely different story.

“So, I am guessing she’s the reason our date went so bad,” Nat gives him a small smile, though there are no bad feelings behind it, “The one Steve told me about.”

“Stevie doesn’t know what he’s talkin’ about,” Bucky remarks as Natasha gives him a skeptical look, “She’s just a friend.”

Natasha tries her hardest to stop herself from singing the second part to a certain song, as she proceeds to shrug: “Sure, but just remember you’re just going to have the same problem again.”

“I know that,” Bucky remarks in frustration as he pushes a hand through his face, “But, it isn’t like that...I don’t see her in that way.”

Natasha just shakes her head before stating that she has to go back to work and back to seeing Clint, because as least she didn’t have the rich kid problems that came with being one James Buchanan Barnes.

Bucky drives the memory from his head before moving forward with what you guys should have for lunch.

You end up meeting Bucky in the steps of one of older libraries in New York City. The weather is slightly cooler than usual and are falling asleep on the couch after crying over The Green Mile for the what seems like the 20th time, you end up taking a quick shower and picky a breezy open top, a light sweater, and jeans. You aren’t sure what the day is going to entail, but as you see Bucky wearing a simple flannel button up and jeans with Lucas at his side, you can’t help but secretly rejoice over your choice of clothing.

I mean, you didn’t want to seem desperate to the man.

“Morning,” you exclaim with a grin as the large dog perks up for a second, and for a second with those big blue eyes staring at you and you can’t help but hope that Bucky is as well.

“Hey,” Bucky breathe out, as you take a step down and greet Lucas as well. He can’t help but grin at the sight of the dog leaning into your touch before you get up once more and look at him prepared to start the day.

“So, where are we going, oh great tour guide?” you laugh just a little and Bucky can’t help but feel that butterflies in his stomach as his heart speeds up for just a second.

“The Planetarium,” Bucky manages to answer back, as you nod while motioning for Lucas to follow you. The dot agrees to do so with a bark, as Bucky stays in the back.

And as the three of you walk the busy streets of New York, Bucky can’t help but feel like this is going to end up being a very bad idea.

Bucky ends up taking to around Central Park, his favorite bookstore, and a very good pizza place not too far from Madison Square Garden. You also got to know more about Bucky -- about he has gone a few tours when he was younger, how he got connected to the Service Dog Academy he worked with after he came back (as you took Lucas back), and even a little about his family and how he grew up in Brooklyn with his best friend. In exchange, you talked about Wanda and Pietro and how you moved around a lot before settling in Syracuse for the rest of your school, though you didn’t talk much about what lead you to New York.

“Do you like dancing?” Bucky remarks as the afternoon slowly turns into evening and while you had never been the best dancer, you can’t help but want to try it out with Bucky.

“Here and there,” you remark vaguely as Bucky smiles, grabbing your hand and dragging you down the sidewalk.

That’s how you end up at a place called C’mon Everybody.

It’s a quaint little place that seems to be playing a little bit of everything tonight, completely different from that other club where you had meet Bucky before you knew him. However, instead of standing at the sidelines, he quickly grabs a small table, orders drinks, and quickly moves you to the dance floor. You aren’t familiar with some songs, but you do your best with Bucky’s instructions.

It’s a fast twirl of laughs and bad dance moves, as you move from one song to another, quite unsure of where all of this is going but if Bucky is happy you are as well. It hits you like a rock and at that moment, Bucky dips you.

The world pauses and shrinks to the two of you in the darkly lit room, as your eyes meet blue eyes and you realize just how close your face is. Because if you move your face in the right angle, you swear that you could capture his lips with yours and--

That’s when the song comes to an end.

“I have to use the bathroom,” you admit and thus breaking the moment as Bucky lets you go. You run to where the restrooms are indicated to be, as Bucky starts to move towards the table once more. His breathing was a bit heavier than usual, as he tried to calm down whatever adrenaline and emotions he was feeling from that dance.

“Fuck,” he curses to himself, “What the hell was that?”

Bucky knew deep down what it was, everyone had been telling him so for months but now he was finally facing the realization that he really was attracted to you -- he wasn’t sure what to do.

He really couldn’t do anything about it, unless he wanted a Dot incident all over again. Bucky runs a hand through his hair in frustration over his idiocy and just how much he might actually like you. It’s another twenty whole minutes before you come out of the bathroom and by that time he has already called a cab for you.

“W-What?” you manage to stutter out, as Bucky pushes you towards the front of the dance hall. Your heart is jumping in anxiety and fear over what had happened, but you didn’t think that his reaction would have been so negative.

“I-I just realized I have a long day tomorrow,” Bucky remarks trying not to look at your soft lips and watering eyes, “I’m sorry I can’t take you home, but it’s better that way.”

It’s better this way.

The familiar and all too heartbreaking phase causes to you freeze and move forward without another word, as Bucky pushes you into the cab with a weary smile but you aren’t looking at him anymore. You give the man your address and Bucky spots him a hundred before giving you a brief goodbye. He tries to grab your hand but you pull back and say goodnight.

“I’m sorry,” he states, though he isn’t sure if he is saying it for you or for himself as he begins to close the door.

“No,” he hears you whisper, “You aren’t.”

You pull the door to close completely as the cab drives off. You’re left in hurt and confusion as to whether James Barnes was just playing with to begin with or if he just realized he was wasting his time, as you try your hardest not to cry on the way back home.

Bucky is left standing there on the sidewalk, unsure of what to do next but he knows everything is more fucked up than it should be now.

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the-ice-charmer · 5 years ago

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Confessions of a Drunk Avenger (Bucky x reader)

This is my first fanfiction. I don’t think it’s that good but I tried. Lol.

(Y/N) goes out with the girls and they end up playing a game of Never have I ever. They end up getting very drunk and (Y/N) makes a confession to a certain Super Soldier.

Just another day in the Avengers tower. Everyone was in the living room doing their own thing. Pietro was watching Vision and Wanda on the smaller couch across the room. They were talking and bring all cute. Tony and Bruce were doing some experiments while Rhodey watched, possibly to make sure they didn’t create another killer robot that wants humanity dead. Natasha and Clint were looking at pictures of baby Nathaniel. Peter was doing his math homework with a little help from (Y/N). Sam was playing on his phone since no one wanted to play pool with him. Thor was stuffing his face with pop tarts and as usual, Loki had his nose in a book. Steve was embracing his artistic side since there was no immediate threat to the world. Bucky just sat on a chair watching Friends that (Y/N) had suggested he watch. Bucky hadn’t been there long, only a few months. He reconnected with Steve and was starting to feel like himself with every day that went past. He and (Y/N) clicked right away, no matter what he had done in the past or however many times he almost killed her after his night terrors, she never once looked at him any differently than she did the day before. (Y/N) and Steve were the only ones that.

(Y/N) helped him adjust to the 21st century and he became her best friend instantaneously.

"I'm so bored" Pietro groaned.

"Let's play a game" Wanda added.

"What do you think (Y/N)?" Steve asked.

She wasn’t paying attention. She was too busy looking at Peter’s homework to notice everyone staring at her.

“(Y/N)!” Tony shouted

“What?” she asked as she looked around

“Do you have any ideas what game we should play?” asked Steve

“Nope. Besides, don’t you guys have reports to fill? Ooh, I was thinking about a girls night out though. Sharon and Hill are in. Nat, you in?”

“Yeah. You know me. Not one to turn down a night out.” She replied

“Yeah okay. What about you Wanda?”

“Yeah, sure. Sounds fun.”

“Pep?” asked (Y/N)

“Yeah okay. I could use a break from babysitting.” She said

“Hey!” Pouted Tony

(Y/N) rolls her eyes.

“This is gonna be so fun. Dress to impress girls.”

They got up and left the room.

"Oh God Buck. You like her don't you?” asked Steve

"What? I-I don't know what you're talking about."

"Uh huh, okay”

“Shut it, Punk I don’t love her. Do I? I mean yeah she makes me happy and I like spending time with her but love. Even if I did would she even feel the same way... Bucky thought. Maybe he did love her.

BAR

Later that night (Y/N), Pepper, Maria, Nat, and Wanda are at a bar not far from the tower.

“Hey Cindy. Can we have some shots here? Whiskey” said (Y/N) “Let’s play Never have I ever”

“Oooh. Yes, we haven’t played for ages.” Said Nat excitedly clapping her hands.

“Okay. A shot for all the ones you have done. Sound good?” asked (Y/N), they nodded “Who’s first?”

“I’ll go.” Said Maria “Never have I ever sent a dirty text to the wrong person.”

(Y/N) is the only one who takes a shot.

“Oh my God, (Y/N).” Said Wanda

“What? I’m the only one who did that?” she asked looking to the others.

“Obviously.” Nat laughed

“Okay, Wanda. Your turn.” Said Maria

“Okay, umm, never have I ever had to fake it” said Wanda.

Everyone takes a shot.

“Yup we’ve all been there.” Said (Y/N)

“Okay, (Y/N), your turn.” Said Wanda

“Okay, Never have I ever done it in a public place.” Said (Y/N)

Everyone takes a shot.

“Wanda!” they yelled surprised.

“What?” she asked

“Looks like you’re not so innocent after all, Wanda” said Nat

“Pepper, your turn.” Said (Y/N)

“I got a good one, never have I ever done it on a kitchen counter.” Said Pepper

(Y/N), Pepper and Maria take a shot.

“Oh my God, we are learning a lot about each other tonight.” Said Nat “My turn. Never have I ever had a crush on a fellow Avenger.”

Everyone takes a shot.

“Big shock, (Y/N) took a shot.” Said Wanda

“What?” asked (Y/N)

“We all know you have a crush on a certain super soldier.” Said Pepper

“I don’t” said (Y/N) shaking her head.

“Yeah she does, even Steve knows.” Said Sharon as she walked in

“Oh yay. Fury finally let you go.” Said (Y/N) sarcastically

“Hey Sharon, your turn. We’re playing Never have I ever.” Said Wanda

“Cool. Hope I didn’t miss much.” Said Sharon

“Oh no, just Wanda is so innocent as she makes out. If Pietro was here he’d be having a fit.” Said (Y/N)

“Okay. I’ve got one if you haven’t done it already. Never have I ever been in handcuffs.” Said Sharon

Nat, Maria, Sharon and (Y/N) take a shot.

“If your dad was here.” Pepper laughed pointing at (Y/N)

“Back to Maria.” Said (Y/N)

“Okay, Never have I ever given or received a lap dance.”

Pepper, (Y/N) and Maria take a shot.

“Aww no. gross.” Said (Y/N) “You gave my father a lap dance?”

“Nope.” Said Pepper

“What!” everyone screamed whilst laughing

“Tony gave you a lap dance?” asked Sharon, and Pepper just nodded not being able to speak because of her laughter.

“Oh my God. Perfect blackmail.” Said Nat

Everyone laughed for 4 minutes straight.

“Okay my turn now we can breathe. Never have I ever had a friends with benefits.” Said Wanda

Sharon, (Y/N) and Maria take a shot.

“Oh my God.” Said Pepper

“A girl has gotta eat right?” asked (Y/N)

Maria and Sharon agree with her.

“My turn. Never have I ever made out with someone of the same sex.” Said (Y/N)

“Cheers.” Said Sharon

(Y/N) and Sharon clinked their glasses together.

(Y/N) and Sharon take a shot.

“You two?” asked Nat with a raised eyebrow looking between the two.

(Y/N) and Sharon just giggled.

“Oh God. Steve and Bucky’s heads would explode. If their girls made out with each other.” Said Pepper

“I’m not even with Bucky.” Said (Y/N)

“But you want to be.” Said Sharon

“Yes. Okay I’m in love with him, happy now?” asked (Y/N)

“My turn. Never have I ever fallen in love at first sight.” Said Pepper

(Y/N) and Sharon take a shot.

They carry on playing for another hour before heading back to the tower. Needless to say. They were a little drunk.

3 hours later the boys saw the girls stumbling out the elevator. Laughing their heads off. Sharon is the least drunk having not started at the same time and Pepper not being as wild as the rest of them was also pretty sober.

Wanda, (Y/N) and Nat walked out of the elevator singing Eminem’s Without me.

‘Guess who’s Back. Back again. Ladies back, warn your friends’

“That doesn’t sound right.” Said (Y/N) scrunching her face as if she was deep in thought, until she spotted Tony “Daddy bear.” She hugged him

“Yes sweet pea?” asked Tony as he hugged her back. She pulled away.

“You and Mama get up to some pretty funky shit.” She said pointing at him

Clint laughs. “Like what?”

“Well, Mama said that he gave her…” she was cut off by Pepper’s hand over her mouth making her voice muffled.

“We were playing never have I ever.” Nat babbled

“Let me go. Ooh look.” She said pointing at Bucky as she stumbled over to sit next to him on the couch but ended up in his lap.

(Y/N) touched Bucky's face and pulled him.

“Hey you look like this really sexy guy I know. Hehehe.” She looks to Steve “Where is my Buckybear anyway?”

“Actually (Y/N), I’m—” Bucky started to say before he was cut off by a hand.

“Woah he even sounds like him too. Ooh and has Bucky’s cool metal arm.” She said as she poked it and giggled “Wait. Were HYDRA mean to you too? Did they hurt you too? They hurt my Bucky. Bucky’s my best friend and I love him I just wish there was something I can do to help him. Where is he anyway? Is he in trouble? Is he upset?”

"No he’s fine. Probably just missed you" He replied trying to hold in a laugh that threatened to escape his lips.

“I doubt that, he so sexy he can get any girl he wants. No way he’d be with me.” Bucky couldn’t believe it when she said that. Did she honestly think she wasn’t good enough for him?

“Any guy would be lucky to be with you, (Y/N) and Bucky is lucky to have you.” Bucky said

“Hehehe. Bucky lucky, that rhymes. You should be a puppet.” (Y/N) said tapping his nose

“You mean a poet?” asked Bucky

“Oh yeah you’re right. You’re very smart. You’re like a Smarticle Particle” she laughed

Steve looked at Sam and laughed mouthing ‘What does that mean?’ Sam just shrugged as Bucky rolled his eyes.

“Can I tell you a secret? Big secret.” She indicates with her hands “Does it count as a secret if like 7 people know about it? Anyway as long as Buckybear never knows. I love him. Like really love him, his name too. James. It’s so sexy. I don’t get why he doesn’t like it. His arm is so cool literally like when I’m really hot I like to cuddle it but he don’t like touching me with it in case he – uh he--.” (Y/N) yawns and then falls asleep on Bucky’s shoulder as he sits there in shock.

“Did she just-? What happened.” asked Bucky

“She just confessed her feelings to you Buck.” Said Steve

“Crap, she’s gonna kill us.” Said Sharon looking to Pepper

"I never thought she'd love me too." Bucky said

"Ha, I knew it." Said Steve

“We all knew it. She wasn’t exactly subtle about it.” Said Nat

"So what are we gonna do when she wakes up?" asked Bucky

"Well she probably won't remember all this but hopefully now you'll finally ask her out." Said Sharon

"I hope so.” He replied with a big smile on his face.

“Not without my permission, Tin man.” Said Tony

“Tony, come on. She’s 24 years old and capable of making her own decisions. And she’s more than capable to protect herself.” Said Pepper

The next morning (Y/N) woke up on her bed. She couldn’t remember ever going to bed or changing for that matter. She groaned as the bright morning sun spilt through her bedroom. Her eyes having to adjust to the harsh light. After they had, she got up and showered.

After her shower she headed downstairs and everyone stopped and stared at her.

“What?” she asked

“Are you hungover?” asked Pietro

“Screw you Pietro.” She replied

“Maybe later, princessa.” He winked. She rolled her eyes and went into the kitchen to get a glass of water and take a few painkillers. She come back in with the glass of water and sat beside Sharon opposite Bucky.

“Shaz. Why is everybody staring at me? What did you guys do?”

“It’s not what we did sweetie.” Said Pepper

“Okay what did I do? Give a stranger a lap dance or something.” The girls exchanged a few glances to each other before Steve answered for them “Not a stranger.”

(Y/N) furrowed her eyebrows “How would you know you weren’t there?” asked (Y/N)

“Actually it’s what you did when we come back here.” Said Nat

“What-”

“You told Barnes that you loved him.” Said Pietro earning a smack from his sister “Ow”

(Y/N) got up and ran out back to her room.

She went to the furthest corner and curled up into a ball crying. Would this crumble the friendship they had?

She was pulled out of her thoughts when there was a knock at her door.

“Go away.” She yelled

“(Y/N), it’s me.” She gasps Bucky “Can I come in?”

“Fine.” She said

Bucky slowly opened the door and looked around the room for her. When he found her he gently made his way over to her. He slowly held out his hand for you to take and placed the other hand on your waist pulling you into a hug. He pulled away and placed his finger under your chin and lifted your head up so you were looking at him.

"(Y/N), I need to know... I need to know if what you said last night is true."

She just stared into his eyes for a long time before looking away.

"Doll please, please, please tell me." He was practically begging.

"Yes." She mumbled

"What?"

"Yes Bucky I really truly love you. I know it's crazy you’re my best friend and you prob-"

Before she could finish Bucky connected his lips to hers. It was soft and sweet. So much better than she ever imagined it could be. She let a hand play with his hair lightly as his arms were around her waist. Bucky was her first real kiss and her best friend. She never thought she would fall in love, let alone with her best friend.

She opened her chocolate eyes to see his smile lighting up her room.

“In case it wasn’t obvious, doll. I feel the same way.” He said

#bucky x reader #x reader #buckybarnes #avengers #avengers tower #starksdaughter #tonystarksdaughter #confessionsofadrunkavenger

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kjs-s · 6 years ago

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A change would do you good

Pairing Pietro Maximoff x POC female reader

Summary: Pietro and the reader decide on a pet for their home

Prompt “So I was driving past an animal shelter and couldn’t help but wonder how cute an animal would be like in our home.”

Word Count: 1347

Warnings: None

A/N: This is my entry for @dinnafashsoldat poc writing challenge I am not sure if I wrote this well as a white European. I named the kid after Domino from Deadpool 2 because I love her. Many thanks to @sprinkleofhappinessuniverse for all her help with the idea and reading this over. You are an angel.

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The sound of the alarm waking you up in the crack of dawn made you moan. You wanted to stop it and go back to sleep yet you had to get ready since today was an unusual day. Normally you would make up in about three hours to open your practice. However, since you also had a contract with the board of education, you had been asked to perform a psychological assessment at a few schools. You would start today observing the work at a kindergarten on another district.

You got up silently and without too much movement, in order not to wake Pietro. He was exhausted after yesterday’s mission so he needed the extra hours of sleep.

After taking a shower, you had to choose what to wear. Staring at your closet filled with pantsuits, and plain dark-colored clothes, you let out a sight. These were not what a person who would spend the morning with children should wear. For almost half an hour you searched through all your clothes until you retrieved a cobalt V-neck shirt. Without overthinking it you put it on with a pair of slim jeans. Then you started cleaning some fruit to eat alongside your cereal.

‘’Good morning princess. You look ravishing today. That color makes your skin look stunning.’’ Pietro hugged you from behind and kissed your neck.

‘’Thank you, Pietro. I have to evaluate some teacher and observe them. I didn’t want to look glooming around the kids.’’ You moved your food to the table and asked Pietro if he would join you.

‘’No thanks, I will eat at the tower later with Wanda. We will train together today and I can’t wait. Oh, and I hope you have more clothes like that shirt. I would love to see you with a bright color at Nathaniel’s party next week. You will be the most gorgeous person there.’’

‘’I almost forget about the party. Did you buy anything or do I have to? And if you are skeptical about to get him just ask Clint what he likes. He might have your name still I doubt he has your taste.’’

‘’I took care of it. Laura sent me a list of items to pick out from. Now, let the dishes on the sink for me and go to work. I will see you in the afternoon.’’ He kissed you and took the opportunity to play a little with your hair now that you let them loose.

The atmosphere in the school was warm and welcoming. The headmistress was overly friendly and she was beaming when you complimented the painting she had made to decorate the hallway. All your remarks were positive after reviewing the files. You at that moment found out that you were scheduled to observe only one classroom, the one with the toddlers.

Upon entering the classroom almost all the kids ran to meet you. Their teacher introduced you as a friend of hers who heard about how nice and well-behaved they are and wanted to meet them.

‘’I’m Neena, I like your hair. It’s like mine.’’ An adorable black girl came to you. She was wearing a red dress with black polka dots on it. She looked like a ladybug.

‘’Yes, it is. And you know what?’’ You sat down next to her on the mattress. She was looking at you with anticipation for an answer. ‘’It’s beautiful.’’ You were thankful you decided to have natural hair today and to not tie them up.

‘’Yes, we can do that too.’’ She started moving her head to every direction to make her hair ‘’danced’’ as she had described it.

‘’I wish my mom had her hair like that too.’’ Neena seemed a little sad about the way her mother wears her hair.

‘’Why sweetheart? How is your mom’s hair?’’ Your initial thought was that the little girl just didn’t like it but then you started wondering, what if she didn’t have any. That was you feel embarrassed. The true reason made you cherish Neena even more.

‘’She has those redlocks that are close to her head. I know that those hurt and I don’t want her head to be in pain. One time I had a bun for my ballet performance and I know how pulling your hair back hurts.’’ She seemed so proud of knowing that and of being a ballerina. Her concern about her mom made your heart flutter.

‘’I had dreadlocks too for a while. And let me tell you a secret.’’ You leaned closer to tell her silently. ‘’They don’t hurt at all.’’

‘’Really?’’ Her face lit up. ‘’You mean my mom is not in pain. That’s great. When I go home, I will tell her that I love her hair. And then we will work on my Halloween costume. I’m going to dress up as princess Shuri. I heard she is very smart and I once saw her on the street and waved at her. What will you dress up as, miss (Y/N)?’’

‘’I’m not sure yet. What would you think will look good?’’

‘’I know. Ellie from Up. You will wear a helmet and glasses. So, when you take the helmet off, your hair will look like hers. And your husband can be Carl. They are so cute. You will give him a pin too like in the movie.’’ She was beaming with her great idea and you promised her to do exactly that.

‘’Let’s go play with the blocks now. We will make a huge tower and then knock it over. We can ask Zara and Tayler for their blocks too so that the tower will be taller.’’ You played with the kids and then observed their organized activities. You had the most entertaining morning.

On your way back home, you were thinking how much you would want a baby with Pietro when you drove past an animal shelter. You always wanted to have an animal in your home yet you never found the time to discuss it with your boyfriend. You knew his views about you having a baby, being concerned about his power and the experiments on him getting passed on. However, an animal would be a safer choice. Thus, you called him to meet you at home after running errands.

‘’Pietro, I need to talk to you about something but first tell me about your morning. Did Wanda go easy on you?’’ You asked when you cuddled at the couch together.

‘’Of course not. I ran circles around her up until she hit me with her powers. She just stopped me though I didn’t see any nightmare scenarios. What about you? Did the kids like you?’’

‘’Most of them. One boy told me he wanted to marry me. And there was an adorable girl that I would love to be mine. However, there is something else, the reason I called you actually. So, I was driving past an animal shelter and couldn’t help but wonder how cute an animal would be like in our home.” You looked pleadingly at him.

‘’Do you want an animal because I am worried about having kids? Or to test if we can make good parents?’’

‘’Not in the slightest. You are well aware of how fond I am of animals. I always wished for one. When I drove by, I saw a cute cat looking at me. Well, not at me still you understand what I mean.’’

‘’I do and I believe your idea is excellent. We will do some research first to determine what kind of animal we can have in this house. And then, we will go to the shelter you saw to evaluate our options.’’ You were both so content with that decision that you spent hours looking into it. The next day you visited the shelter and ended up adopted a blind older cat. He was so affectionate that you vowed to always take care of him and give him everything he needs. Pietro became so close to Garfield that he considered adopting another one after your marriage.

#luce’s poc! writing challenge #luce’s first writing challenge #pietro maximoff x reader #pietro maximoff x poc reader #poc reader #marvel fic #my writing #pietro maximoff fic

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thorman-barnes · 6 years ago

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Come Back to Me - Part 8

Bucky Barnes fic in which the reader and the whole team go on a mission and the reader was captured and the team had to save her but not before the captors had erased her memories and now the the team is trying to regain her memories for her and Bucky is trying to get her to remember their love in hopes that it will bring her memories back

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feedback would be nice

"Well, there's nothing in your system that's not unordinary," Bruce said as he came back with your blood results. "But I still can't explain why suddenly those memories came back to you. Whatever happened in that mission, wasn't permanent."

You looked at Bruce then looked beside you to meet Bucky's eyes. Bucky had convinced you to go see Bruce and Tony after you told him of your morning. You didn't want to go and it only took him to say he'll go with you.

"So. . . that means what?" You asked and stared at Bruce as you mindlessly played with your fingers. You felt your body tense up and you where finally feeling the urge to just run away and leave everything behind.

You felt as if you were living someone else's life.

"It means," Bruce started to say and he looked up to see you staring at him with what seemed like fear in your eyes. His eyes travelled beside you to see Bucky giving him the same look with his hand resting at your mid back. "That we still have no answers but it seems to be wearing off slowly. I recommend getting back into your old routine."

You arched a brow. "And that will what? Bring my memories back?"

Bruce looked up again to meet Bucky's eyes. He could visibly see Bucky's hopeful yet pained eyes. Bruce cleared his throat and turned his attention back to you. "I can't be certain but it may refresh your mind a bit."

You scoffed at the words and a bitter laugh escaped your lips. "May refresh," you repeated bitterly. "You know what? I'm done. I don't want to do this anymore."

You hopped off the counter you had been sitting on and brushed past both men. Bruce watched as you stormed away and slammed the door behind you, surprised that you hadn't broken the glass. When he was turning back to Bucky, he saw that he was already goinf after you.

"Y/N, wait!" He called after you but you kept on walking away. You had no idea where you were going. The tower was still confusing and so when you stopped at the end of the hall, looking to the left and right unsure of where to go, Bucky caught up.

He got a hold of your arm and stood before you. His eyes showed deep concern but none of that mattered to you at the moment. What mattered was getting out of there for while.

"James, leave me alone. I just want to sleep. I'm tired."

He shook his head at you, seeing right through your lies. You tried to step around him but he moved with you and prevented you from leaving. "You're lying. Tell me what's wrong."

You sighed and at the wall behind him to avoid his staring gaze. "Fine, you really want to know? I am tired. But in the sense that I can't take any of this anymore. Those visions I had, felt intense. I feel everyone's pityimg stared and I try to ignore them. But I can't. I feel like I'm living someone else's life."

"But this is your life," he tried to explain but you brushed away from his hold.

You glared at the man and he only seemed to be unfazed by your stare. "No, it isn't. What even is my life? Because no one has even let me in on that. I'm just watching everyone live their lives when I don't know a single thing about mine."

Bucky bit his lip and grabbed your hands. He looked down the hallways and then he hushed voice he began to speak. "This is against the rules but if you promise not to say a word, I'll tell you what you want to know."

Slowly, a smile began to form on your lips. "Promise. And wait, rules?"

Bucky's face was serious compared to yours. "About how if you need something, stick to the girls? Or how we can only feed you bits of info and not chunks of it in such a small time frame?"

You nodded at his words and had unknowingly squeezed his hands in yours. "Okay, I promise."

"Meet outside of the tower in an hour, I need to shower first," he said and began to walk away.

"James, wait!" You yelled and jogged up to him. He came to a stop and looked down to meet your eyes. "I don't know my way around here."

Amusment began to take play on his face. He pointed past you to the other side of the hallway. "Go down that hallway and take a right, the elevators will be there. Your floor is the 8th button and well, obviously, the bottom floor is the very last one."

You smiled and began to turn around when you, without thinking, turned around and kissed his cheek and thanked him.

* * * *

Bucky was waiting outside the tower when you pushed the doors open and saw him leaning against the wall. When he spotted you, he smiled.

He noticed you wore the same outfit from this morning with a jacket that was a little too big for you. You hadn't realized but you wore Bucky's jacket that he had believed he lost months ago. It wasn't until now that he came to the conclusion that you had stolen it from him.

"So where are you taking me?" You asked and when you walked up to him, he wrapped his arm around your shoulders.

He began to lead you in the direction he desired. "Cafe. The one you went to with Wanda, Clint, and. . . that other one."

He heard you stiffle a laugh. "You mean Pietro?"

"Is that what you call him?" He teased but he had to admit, he hated the mention of his name with every ounce of his being.

He could see you roll your eyes at him but neitherr of you said anything until you got to the cafe.

When you guys arrived, Bucky said he'd ordered and told you to just choose somewhere to sit. He came back with your drinks and took the seat across from you.

"So, doll, what do you want to know?" He asked you and watched as you furrowed your brows in concentration. A whole minute passed before you answered him.

"Okay, how did I become part of the team?"

Bucky raised an eyebrow but answered you anyway. "I'm not 100% sure, Tony recruited you before I was even recruited. You were on the team before I was so I'm not sure how he found you or you found him."

He watched as you took a drink from the tea you ordered and set it back down. You looked back at him with curiousity dancing around your features. "I have another," you stated and he nodded for you to go on. "What's the deal with you and Pietro? I overheard Natasha telling Steve and Wanda that you two keep bickering at one another and stuff. . ."

Bucky sat up straight and felt his body stiffen. He felt as if he was obligates to tell you about your guy's relationship but he wasn't sure if that obligation came from his own selfish needs or his anger towards everyone for keeping in you in the dark for so long.

He wanted to tell you. He wanted to tell you how he had to drag you out of bed early in the morning because you promised to go on an early jog with him the night before. Or how you would crawl into his bed in the middle of the night because your room got to cold. Or how he felt like his heart was going to pump out of his body after you kissed him for the first time and you shyly pulled away with your skin radiating enough heat to warm the room.

So many things he wanted to tell you, but he was told it would do more harm than good. That it would overwhelm you and you would only feel obligated to be with him.

"He just knows how to get to me," he finally said, just above a whisper.

"Why do you let him?"

Bucky softly smiled at you. You were always too curious. "Because we both want the same thing and I'm not going to step aside and let him have what's mine."

"Which is?" Your voice trailed off.

"It's nothing, doll," his voice was small and full of hurt.

You reached over the table and held his hand. Your small one laid on top of his and you gently squeezed it reassuringly. "This isn't a one way street. You know you can confide in me too, right?"

Bucky looked down at your hand on his and when he looked back at you, you were smiling at him. "Thanks, doll, but I'm okay."

"Are you sure? Because you seem like, I don't know, like you aren't?"

He shrugged at your response. "Nothing to worry about. Anymore questions?"

Your stare lingered for a few seconds but you decides to not push it any further and pulled you hand back. "Tell me about us. Like what's our relationship like? I don't really know about it."

Bucky took a deep breath and his eyes held something you couldn't read. "Well," he began to say. "We had a good relationship. At first it was a little rocky. You wouldn't give me your time of day. You were too focused on getting better at hand to hand combat."

You grinned at him. "Tell me more."

"When you did start talking to me," he mirrored your smile. "You convinced me to help you train. . . You cried on the first day."

Your mouth dropped and you secretly hoped he was joking. Even though you couldn't remember the event, you were still embarrassed about it. "Tell me your lying," you pleaded and hid behind your hands, stiffling an awkward laugh

He shook his head and smirked. "You didn't want me to go easy on you, so I didn't. You were exhausted by the end of the workout and you just started crying. I didn't know what to do, so I awkwardly patted your back."

You threw your head back in a fit of laughter. Bucky couldn't help but admire the way your eyes closed as your loud laugh echoed throughout the room. He felt some people glance over to the table but he brushed off the stares. He was never really comfortable being the center of attention but he was too distracted by you to even care about his own comforts.

Just when Bucky thought you'd never thought laughing, you abruptly did stop. He could clearly see your chest rise and drop with a deep inhale. "Okay wait, I feel like I know what happens next," you told him and squeezed your eyes shut in concentration. ". . .You want to go get Steve right? I feel like that happened."

Bucky laughed at that. "Yeah, I did. You were just crying and crying. After Steve came in, you were still bawling your eyes out, how he understood anything you said, was beyond me."

He felt his heart begin to increase its pace when you stared at him with the loving eyes you use to look at him with.

* * * *

"Anyone seen Bucky?" Steve asked as he entered the common room.

"No, I haven't seen Y/N, either," Natasha replied as she flipped through a magazine.

Sam nodded as he kept his eyes glued to the TV screen. "Yeah, they went out for coffee or something," he replied and threw some popcorn into his mouth.

Pietro's head shot up and he glared at Sam. "I'm sorry, what?"

Sam's lips turned into a small grin. "What's the matter? Jealous Bucky isn't out on a date with you instead?"

Everyone heard the man snicker as Pietro was close to ripping Sam to shreds.

"Date? They're on a date?" Natasha jumped up from her seat and stared at Sam. "She never told me anything."

Steve shook his head. "No, if it was a date, you'd see Bucky running around the building like a little kid on Christmas and Y/N tripping and falling everywhere."

Pietro sighed and relaxed back onto the couch. He felt Steve glaring at him but he ignored him and propped his feet onto the coffee table.

"If it was a date," Pietro stated in his matter-of-fact tone. "She'd be on a date with me."

Sam rolled his eyes and Natasha scoffed.

"Would you just let it go man?" Sam's voice echoed in the room. "She chose him, dude. It's not long before she does so again. How is she going to feel if she chooses you and she regains her memories back and learns you kept a big thing about her a secret?"

Natasha nodded in agreement.

"Pietro, we can find you other women," Steve stated, though he sounded anything but nice. "She isn't the one for you."

"Clint seems to think so," Pietro said, ignoring their advice.

Natasha scoffed once more and crossed her arms. She came off as bored with the conversation already. "Clint's an idiot," she protested. "The thing is Pietro, you don't know the way she use to talk about the metal arm man. She loves him."

"Maybe this is a second chance, maybe that mission happened, to give me a second chance."

Steve felt the urge to just slap the poor man. He was helplessly in love with you but because he was, he was intervening with a love that already is. "Maybe, but leave her alone, Pietro. If you are meant for each other, leave it up to fate."

Pietro stood up with a smirk on his face. "Luckily, fate is my middle name," his smile was devilish and everyone knew he was up to something.

Pietro strided out the room as Sam, Natasha, and Steve were calling him back. When they realized he wasn't returning, they went after him but the only they found was an empty hallway and the fading blue light of his abilities.

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smiley-stark · 7 years ago

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Mine, All Mine

Pietro X Reader

request: (thanks! @incoherent-smiles ) hi! I saw that you’re taking requests and I’d love to make one! How about a Pietro x Reader, they get into a fight because he sees somebody flirting with Reader (Tony, maybe?).Full of angst, ending in Pietro teaching reader a smutty ‘lesson’ (if you know what I mean ;) ) also, DADDY!PIETRO. pretty sure he has a daddy kink

a/n: hi guysss! my drabbles and one shots have gotten quite a bit of attention and I’m so thankful! I couldn’t keep a smile off of my face. Please know that requests ARE open and that I’m pretty much willing to write anything! thank you all again :)

warnings: there’s some language, some drinking, and some sexy time! nothing too bad, but it is definitely smutty. bare with me, smut isn’t my strongest point! sorry if that isn’t your taste. more fluff to come! xoxo *not my gif*

“wow... you look nice.” Pietro smirked from the doorway, gazing at you through the mirror.

Tonight was one of Tony’s big parties and you had decided to go all out for once. You felt extremely sexy in your long, form fitting gown, sparkling jewelry, and flawlessly executed hair and makeup (big thanks to Wanda).

Pietro was dressed in dark navy slacks and a matching blazer with a loose white shirt underneath. Hair tousled with the slightest hint of product, he looked extremely sexy, too.

“Thank you, honey. You look pretty damn good, too.” You chuckled in response, clasping on your other earring before turning to slip on your shoes.

“Really though? Those heels?” He sighed out.

Looking up from your seat on the foot of the bed, you couldn’t help but quirk an eyebrow. “What do you mean? What’s wrong with these heels? I like them.”

“Well they’re-” He started, squinting his eyes and searching for the right word, “They’re a little- uh. They kinda-”

“Kinda what?!” You pushed, patience running low.

“Kinda look like hooker heels.” He said, shrugging his shoulders and rolling his eyes at your offended scoff.

“What? So what? They’re on me. Not you. Last time I checked, you’re not my father. I can wear whatever I want.” You immediately snapped back. In the past week he had become progressively more controlling over little things like this. Frankly, you were sick of it.

The two of you walked to the elevator in silence. You caught him release two extremely exaggerated sighs.

Why was he being such a dick?!

He huffed out loud when he saw the long slit traveling up your dress, stopping mid-thigh. “Look, I’m sorry, but those heels and that dress just show off too much. It’s tacky.”

“Are you kidding me?!” You practically shrieked. “I look amazing!” Throwing your hands up in the air, the elevator dinged in approval, signaling that you had arrived at the destination. Floor 3. The party.

For the majority of the night your boyfriend was distant. Avoiding conversation or ignoring you completely. You downed a few drinks before finding yourself sitting with a group of friends.

Tony, Natasha, Sam, and Clint were all laughing with you, sat together in a circle. Drunkenness became apparent when Natasha started slurring her words and Sam started to dance regardless of the occasional silence between tracks.

“By the way, (y/n), baby, you look fucking stunning!” Tony slurred out, swaying slightly and almost dropping the glass he was holding. You couldn’t help the laugh that escaped your mouth and you leaned back into the sofa. When you turned your head, you caught a glimpse of Pietro.

He sat towards the corner of the room near Wanda. Arms crossed and brows furrowed, you were startled to see that his gaze was already on you.

Of course, he was fairly territorial. But, you aren’t territory! You’re a person. You’re his love. He had no right to be treating you like you were anything less. Rolling your eyes, you turned back to your friends and thanked Tony for his kind(ish) words.

The night continued on and you had quit drinking shortly after Tony complimented you for the third time. Eventually, the guests started leaving, the music got quieter, and the bar was being cleaned.

You stood, thanking Tony for the lovely evening and helped Natasha return safely to her room. Normally, the girl could handle her liquor but tonight seemed a bit different and it had definitely hit her hard.

Finally walking through the door of your suite you were met with darkness. You bent down to unstrap your heels but something stopped you before you could even start. The feeling of two warm hands on your ass.

You immediately went into fight or flight mode, your response being to fight. You whipped around, expecting to grab the intruder by their neck. They had moved too quickly, giving away who it was immediately.

“Pietro?” You called into the darkness.

He reached over and flipped the light on, revealing his attire. Only boxers. You couldn’t help it when your eyes traveled down his body, admiring his appearance.

Next thing you knew, he had you pinned to the wall, arms above your head. He pushed his knee between your legs and let himself in, stretching the slit of your designer dress.

“You think you can embarrass me like that? Letting people shower you with attention?! This is why I didn’t want you wearing that. You should only look that good for me.” He almost growled into your ear, hot breath sending your mind into a frenzy. You slowly felt the anger from earlier wash away as he placed slow, wet kisses to your shoulder.

“P-Pietr-”

“You know my name.” He demanded firmly.

“Daddy I’m sorry, I didn’t know-” You started, looking up through your eyelashes.

“You’re gonna be sorry.” He muttered. “Such a pretty dress. Shame that I’m gonna ruin it.” He smirked over at you before grabbing the zipper on the side of your gown and yanking it down. Normally, you would be upset by the loud ripping sound, but your mind was too clouded with thoughts of Pietro to care.

It fell slowly to the ground and you raised your legs out of it. He lifted you and dropped you onto the sofa, wearing nothing but your panties and heels.

He kissed you with a passion and a need you didn’t know was possible. He slipped down to kiss your jawline, moving agonizingly slow to your neck where he sucked on your sweet spot, You let out soft moans and shook beneath him

“Fuck, Daddy. Please” You said between breathy moans.

He ignored your request and continued to kiss further down, making sure to stop at your uncovered chest and give as much attention as possible.

You threaded your fingers through his hair, tugging gently on the ends which only made him crazier. He kissed down to your stomach, leaving a trail of love bites that were directed to where you needed him most. When he reached your panties, he smiled up and you, devilishly ignoring it.

He kissed the soft skin of your inner thigh, swirling his tongue around and leaving small hickeys. Your back arched from pleasure and your hips bucked from need.

“Daddy, please! Fuck me” You mewled, writhing under his intoxicating touch. He pulled back again, laughing this time.

“I’m sorry? Who’s your daddy?” He asked, pulling his lips back to your neck and rubbing you through your panties. You could tell he was purposefully leaving bruises.

“You are. Fuck. Please. Please, daddy” you begged and dug your nails into his back, bringing your hips up to meet his.

He chuckled, kissing back down again. He moved unbelievably slow, kissing all the way down your legs. It was actual torture.

When he reached your heels he used his teeth to remove the straps. He threw them to the side and swiftly yanked your panties off after.

“Don’t you ever forget my name. Ever.” He said, thrusting two fingers into your already dripping core. You screamed out and grabbed onto his shoulders.

“Let everyone in the tower know my name, princess.” He growled, breathless at the sight of you. You let out multiple yells and high pitched moans, already feeling your climax nearing. He added another finger and quickened the pace of his hands. Swirling his tongue around your clit, you let loose, screaming out his name.

After a few more moments, you felt the knot in your stomach unravel. You came hard onto his fingers and he pulled them out, sucking on them and staring at you intently. For a moment you could only see him and only feel the shake of your body.

“Fuck, Daddy” You panted as he crawled over you.

“Baby, next time you’re upset with me, just tell me. I’m really sorry. I was just really horny. I love you.” He smiled before placing a chaste kiss on your lips.

“Please don’t get me all jealous again.” He chuckled while looking down into your eyes.

“If I get that punishment again, I might have to make you jealous more often.” You smirked up at him.

He started to move off of you but you grabbed him by his bare shoulders and shoved him back into the sofa. “What’re you doing baby?”

“I got my punishment. Now it’s time for me to make it up to you, Daddy”

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biavenger · 7 years ago

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Desire;

Summary: The Avengers are undercover on a mission where Wanda and Bucky have to pretend to be dating. The reader, who is Wanda’s girlfriend, doesn’t like it, and makes sure to remind Wanda who she really belongs to when they get back to the tower.

A/N: I’ve never written smut before, but this is requested, and I never back down from a challenge! Feel free to send in another requests (smut included). Also, this is really long, and I have no regrets.

AUDIO RECOMMENDATION: Desire by Meg Meyer

Y/N laid with her back on the bed, staring up at the textured ceiling as she brooded over the mission the Avengers were assigned to complete that very night. Normally, she was very compliant with Fury’s will; if she had to travel to cold and distant lands for long periods of time, she would without complaint. She would fight big and bad guys twice her size without flinching, and completely demolish them. Y/N even missed her own birthday party to travel to Siberia to do recon on a potential Hydra base (spoiler: it wasn’t even there). But when Fury asked for Wanda, the love of her life, to dress up to pretend to be married to the Winter Soldier?

That was something that didn’t sit right with her.

Natasha had shoved her out of the bathroom to help Wanda get dolled up, deciding Y/N would only stress the poor Sokovian girl out even more. Especially since Y/N couldn’t help but project some of her anger out onto Wanda. Why didn’t Wanda protest more when she heard what the mission was? The thoughts kept running through her mind. Did she want to be with Bucky?

Deep down, Y/N knew that of course, it wasn’t Wanda’s fault, and of course Wanda would trade Bucky out for Y/N in a heartbeat, but it just wasn’t in her control. Still, imagining the soldier’s hands wrapped around her darling’s waist made her heart clench in a jealousy she had never felt before.

It didn’t help when Natasha opened the door to reveal Wanda, who donned a skintight black dress with a long slit up the side, the pale skin of her leg contrasting with the dark material. Her makeup was dark and smokey, which was far different from her more natural everyday look. Her hair stayed about the same, though, just a little more wavy with a few pins to keep it out of her face.

“You’re not going out like that,” Y/N’s jaw clenched with anger as she managed to choke out the words. Y/N didn’t really mean it; she knew she couldn’t control Wanda, at least, not outside the bedroom.

“Stop being such a neanderthal and tell your girlfriend how beautiful she looks,” Nat rolled her eyes, tired of Y/N’s jealous antics.

“Remind me again why you can’t go instead? I mean, you speak Russian, too,” Y/N asked.

“Because, after SHIELD fell, I was exposed. People in that circle know who I am now,” Nat explained patiently, although it was the millionth time Y/N had asked that question, “But no one knows much about Wanda. So she’s on deck.”

Wanda smiled sheepishly, strolling across the room to stand in front of her girlfriend. Instinctively, Y/N’s hands reached up to rest on the girl’s hips and pull her closer. Holding Y/N’s face between her soft palms, Wanda leaned forward so their foreheads were touching. “Y/N- it’s going to be okay. I’m coming home to you, alright? But first, we have to get through this mission,” Wanda soothed, moving a hand up to stroke Y/N’s hair.

“Alright, lovebirds, we need to get moving. Quinjet’s up in five,” Nat said, trying to usher them out of the room.

Although technically Bucky and Wanda were going to be the only two in the actual building, Y/N, Steve, and Nat were all going to be waiting outside in a recon van. Tony, Clint, and Bruce would be waiting at another, more remote, checkpoint with the Quinjet, also ready to provide backup if needed.

Y/N fidgeted with her tactical suit the entire ride, practically ignoring Wanda.

Wanda, who was sitting between Y/N and Bucky. Wanda, who was giggling a little too hard at all of Bucky’s jokes. Wanda, who was having a conversation in Bucky in Russian, probably to spite Y/N, since she didn’t understand the language.

Y/N normally compartmentalized her feelings well. Until she had met Wanda, she had no real close ties to the team, except maybe to Nat. She did her work, went home, and trained until the next job came up.

Wanda sparked something in her, though, from the first moment they met. Even when they were helping Ultron, Y/N refused to lay a hand on Wanda (although her brother, Pietro, was a completely different story). Love had made Y/N weaker, in a way, because she had begun to care about not only Wanda, but the entire team, in a way deeper than she previously had. Usually, she loved it.

But in times like this, she hated the overwhelming emotion she now felt.

The Quinjet shook as it landed, also shaking Y/N out of her mental turmoil. Y/N was sure her irritation was blatant on her face; in fact, it made the rest of the team so uncomfortable that they weren’t even joking around and talking as much as they normally did. Wanda and Bucky had no problems laughing it up, however.

“You two should probably dance, and like, look married,” Steve said into the comm system, ignoring the daggers that Y/N shot at him with her eyes. They were gathered around a small surveillance screen in the van, keeping tabs on Wanda and Bucky.

For the most part, the two just kind of hung off in the corner, accepting drinks from waiters but not really drinking them. It did look odd that they weren’t dancing like the rest of the party was, Y/N admitted to herself mentally, although she would never give Steve the satisfaction of admitting so.

A minute or two after Steve made the suggestion, Bucky’s hand wrapped around Wanda’s more slender, delicate one and pulled her out onto the dance floor. Wanda giggled as though she were surprised by the sudden gesture, the way she did when Y/N brought her breakfast in bed, or joined her in the shower.

Y/N couldn’t have hated it more.

“Y/N-wait, slow down. God, I can’t keep up with you,” Wanda said as she trailed slightly behind Y/N. As soon as the Quinjet landed back at the tower, Y/N dashed off, just trying to get back to her own room before the tears fell.

Some of the party’s guests had been suspicious of Wanda and Bucky’s relationship. They had acted more like two friends attending a party together rather than a happily married couple, so for the sake of appearances, Nat and Steve suggested that they kiss to avoid suspicion. Without any protest, they did.

Y/N wanted to be mad, but it was hard to be when Wanda looked that good in that goddamn dress. She couldn’t even blame Bucky for being so willing to kiss her, when Y/N herself had just wanted to lay Wanda down on the nearest flat surface, spread her legs, and fuck her like they were the last two people alive.

“I know, that’s the point,” Y/N said monotonously, shoving her way through Tony and Bruce, who wanted to know what all the commotion was about.

Normally Y/N and Wanda slept in Wanda’s room, since it was the most comfortable and well decorated. Y/N, forever the minimalist, kept her room pretty bare-bones, which drove Wanda nuts. Y/N headed straight for her own room, slamming the door shut behind her as she finally reached it.

She knew it was only a matter of time before Wanda showed up, and she tried to get a grip on herself. Y/N had never been this shaken up before, about anything. But something about Wanda just did that to her.

So when Wanda busted in the door, slightly flushed from following her so quickly up the flight off stairs, Y/N pinned the smaller girl against the wall, leaning close enough to kiss, but not quite letting their lips touch.

Wanda squirmed as she tried to lean forward and press her lips to Y/N’s, but every time she did so, Y/N leaned back enough to avoid it.

“Do you know how bad you’ve been tonight, Wanda?” Y/N said, in a voice that Wanda hardly recognized. She did recognize it, though, from the last time her girlfriend had gotten this jealous, and immediately the ache between her legs started to grow at the thought of what was to come.

Knowing it was better to say nothing at all, Wanda simply looked down to avoid eye contact.

Y/N continued on her monologue, “The entire night, you strutted around in this pretty little dress, shaking your ass for whoever was willing to look at it. You even let Bucky get a little hand-sy, didn’t you? I bet you fucking liked it, too.”

“N-no, baby, I swear there’s nothing going on between Buck and I!” Wanda interrupted, though she immediately regretted it as Y/N’s eyes continued to darken.

Reaching up and literally ripping the dress Wanda wore in half, Y/N discovered the girl wasn’t wearing a bra. “Was this for ‘Buck’, too? Even though there’s nothing going on between you two?” Y/N asked. She kicked the shredded remains of the dress to the side before sliding her hands down Wanda’s pink lace panties. “Fuck, baby girl, you’re so wet, too. Is this for ‘Buck’, too? Did dancing, kissing, touching Bucky make you so wet?”

Wanda couldn’t formulate a response as Y/N’s fingers brushed gently over her clit, just enough to send a shock of pleasure through her entire body. The girl was too busy trying to hold herself up against the wall and bask in Y/N’s touch to reply verbally, so she just frantically shook her head ‘no’.

Not liking the response she was getting, Y/N moved her hand from Wanda’s panties, guiding her from the wall to lay back on the bed. Climbing on top of her, she pressed kisses down the side of Wanda’s neck, nibbling here and there as she went further and further down. As she reached Wanda’s exposed tits, she took a nipple into her mouth, sucking and biting roughly. Y/N felt her own pussy get wetter as Wanda whined beneath her at the sensation. “Please, Y/N, more,” Wanda pleaded, especially once Y/N began to lightly skim her fingers over Wanda’s neglected nipple.

“I don’t think I can give you what you want, baby girl,” Y/N pretended to sigh sadly as she pulled back, pulling herself away from Wanda’s exposed body, “You were so bad tonight, Wanda. I think I’m going to have to punish you before I can even make you come.”

Wanda whined at the lost sensation, sitting up quickly to begin work on taking off Y/N’s tactical suit. She felt naked at the difference in clothing, and she also wanted to feel Y/N’s skin against hers as they both experienced pure pleasure.

Y/N, catching on to what Wanda was trying to do, stepped out of her one-piece suit and let it pool at her feet on the floor. Sitting next to Wanda on the bed, she leaned forward, pressing kisses on the side of Wanda’s cheek up to her ear, whispering, “I think I’m going to have to spank you for your behavior tonight, is that okay?”

Wanda shuddered at the idea, a rush of wetness flooding between her legs. Y/N smirked to herself as she watched her girlfriend’s thighs clench together at the suggestion.

Wanda nodded, but Y/N prompted her further. “I need to hear you say yes, Wanda,” Y/N said seriously, never wanting to do anything to Wanda that she wasn’t 100% excited for.

“Yes.”

“Iron Man is the safe word, okay?” Y/N reminded Wanda before pulling her forward to situate her over her knees.

Rubbing the soft skin of her ass, Y/N warmed up the skin there before winding up and delivering a hard smack to one of the cheeks, before following up with a spank on the other.

“I can’t hear you counting, I’ll have to add more if you continue this behavior,” Y/N warned, and Wanda started to call out each number after the spank was delivered. After Wanda said ten, Y/N gently kissed the blushing red skin of Wanda’s now sore ass, admiring the job well-done.

Helping her back into a laying down position, Y/N gave Wanda a chance to recover before moving on. She kissed the girl lovingly for a moment, which quickly deepened into something into less innocent.

“I want to touch you,” Wanda squeaked out between kisses, making Y/N clench her thighs together. Pulling Y/N’s panties down, Wanda’s hand trailed down her chest, ghosting between her breasts and around her nipples before making its way to the part where Y/N needed her girlfriend post.

Wanda gasped as she felt how wet her girlfriend was, and began rubbing small circles into her clit. Quickly growing frustrated at the constraints of the panties, Wanda pulled them down. Kissing down Y/N’s body as she did so, Wanda paused as she hovered above Y/N’s dripping pussy. Trailing kisses on the inside of her thighs, Wanda teased Y/N for a moment, getting a little bit of revenge for the girl pulling away earlier.

“Don’t fucking tease me if you want to come tonight, Wanda,” Y/N commanded, and simultaneously reminded Wanda who was in charge tonight. Y/N almost lost it, though, at the vision of Wanda between her legs, learning forward to flatten her tongue against Y/N’s pussy and lick upwards towards her clit. Taking Y/N’s clit into her mouth, Wanda simultaneously pushed two finger’s inside the girl, making quick work of locating her g-spot and curling her fingers up to fuck it. Wanda knew she must have been doing alright at the sound of Y/N’s breathy moans and whimpers, and she knew she must have been doing great when Y/N’s hands instinctively reached up to wrap her fingers in Wanda’s hair.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so good,” Y/N praised, “You might make me come with your mouth.”

Hearing Y/N might be close to coming, Wanda changed up her pace, using her tongue to trace different shapes onto Y/N’s clit while adding another finger, fucking her more roughly than before. A mantra of “Fuck, Wanda, I’m going to come” spilled from Y/N’s mouth as Wanda felt her pussy walls clench around her fingers. After Y/N’s legs finally stopped shaking, Wanda pulled her mouth away, but kept her fingers inside the girl, slowly curling them towards her g-spot.

“Wanda, I can’t take anymore,” Y/N said breathlessly, grabbing Wanda’s wrist and using it to pull the girl closer so they could kiss.

“Now its your turn,” Y/N promised, pushing Wanda down onto the bed and climbing on top.

And oh, could Wanda feel the desire burning in between her thighs as Y/N’s soft fingertips made their way down her body.

#sorry if this is shitty please love me anyway #wanda x reader #wanda maximoff smut #wanda maximoff imagine #avengers imagine #avengers smut #smut #imagine #imagines

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spoonfulofsexy · 7 years ago

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Party Like A Stark

Peter Parker x Stark Reader

Part (3/6)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

Summary: Today is your 19th birthday, and you also happen to be Tony Stark’s loved daughter. What’s a better way to celebrate this special day than a party?! All the Avengers and family friends will be there, even your secret crush Spider-Man. You’ve always wanted to meet the famous spiderling, but little did you know you already know him. Your party will definitely be one to remember.

Warnings: some sexual stuff but not smut

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AN: Alright things are getting a little steamy!! thanks for all your support on this little mini fic! I really didn’t expect it to be this popular!! you guys are great and don’t be afraid to tell me what you think of it!!

You ordered an infused water, while Peter just had a plain water. You took a few sips before talking to Peter again.

“So what other little secrets are you hiding, Peter?”, you leaned closer to him as you rested your arms on the bar.

“Uh, I don’t know. I’m a pretty simple guy”, he modestly said.

“Oh cmon”, you playfully nudged your arm with his. “You’re telling me a guy who wears tights and swings from webs, is a simple guy?”

“I mean Spider-Man is the most interesting thing about me”, he said under his breath and shrugged his shoulders.

“Alright, that’s bullshit Peter. Don’t sell yourself short like that”, you gave him a genuine smile. “I mean you could dance like a pro! You’re incredibly smart, and you seem like a really sweet guy. I don’t think Spider-Man defines who you are.” You placed your hand over his hesitantly, hoping he wouldn’t pull away. Your warm skin came into contact with his, making butterflies flutter around your stomach.

He looked at you with curious eyes as you squeezed his hand. Your heartbeat accelerated as you realized both of your faces were inching closer together. You both paused, you were so close you could feel his warm breath against your lips. Your eyes fluttered closed, but unsurprisingly the moment was interrupted.

“IT’S TIME FOR KARAOKE!!!! WHERE’S THE BIRTHDAY GIRL?!”, Sam said over the speakers.

You pulled away and facepalmed yourself as a bright light shined on both you and Peter. “Oh geez”, you awkwardly laughed. “Uh this is kinda like tradition, I should”, you were motioning to leave.

“Oh yeah, yeah go”, he laughed. “You’ll kill it up there.”

“I know”, you shouted back.

You walked through the crowd and up to the mini stage where Sam awaited you. He handed you a mic, “So what song will you open karaoke with this year?”

You thought for a bit, “You know what, surprise me”, you said with confidence.

“Okaaaaay!”, Sam laughed.

Suddenly, the music started to play. It took you a minute till you realized what song it was. When the realization hit you, you couldn’t help but laugh.

“Okay”, you laughed into the mic.

“You said surprise you”, Sam smirked.

“No, no this is good!”, you prepared yourself for the great performance you were about to give. “Alright, I’m sure everyone in this room has needed to hear this song once or twice.”

The words popped up on the screen but to be honest you sang this song so many times that you didn’t even need them.

You took a deep breath and began to sing.

You know the bed feels warmer Sleeping here alone You know I dream in color And do the things I want

You were actually very good at singing, which was one of the things you got from your mother. Good thing you weren’t crowd shy, or this would never be possible. Thankfully your dad helped you get over that fear very early.

You think you got the best of me Think you had the last laugh Bet you think that everything good is gone Think you left me broken down Think that I'd come running back Baby you don't know me, 'cause you're dead wrong

You were already getting into the song, this was just one of those songs that really resonated with you.

You started to walk down the stage, and into your crowd of friends. Everyone was dancing along with you as you sang the chorus of the song.

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, stronger Just me, myself and I What doesn't kill you makes you stronger Stand a little taller Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone

The high notes were hit beautifully as you danced with Wanda. You heard that I was starting over with someone new They told you I was moving on over you

You grabbed Pietro’s face and squished it as you sang.

You didn't think that I'd come back I'd come back swinging You try to break me, but you see

Pietro grabbed you and spun you around as the chorus started again. When he let go, you danced your way over to Peter and sang to him.

You tried to hold in your laugh as Peter struggled to figure out what to do with himself. You decided you tortured him enough so you walked back towards the stage.

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, stronger Just me, myself and I What doesn't kill you makes you stronger Stand a little taller Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone

When the chorus was over you stopped at your dad and held him in a half hug with your arm around his waist.

Thanks to you I got a new thing started Thanks to you I'm not the broken-hearted Thanks to you I'm finally thinking about me You know in the end the day you left was just my beginning In the end…

Then you made your way back up the stage and yelled out before the chorus started again, “Alright everyone sing it with me!”

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger Stand a little taller Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone What doesn't kill you makes a fighter Footsteps even lighter Doesn't mean I'm over cause you're gone What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, stronger Just me, myself and I What doesn't kill you makes you stronger Stand a little taller Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone

It honestly sounded amazing with everyone joining in! Even Steve and Natasha were singing along, which you were quite surprised about. You were really hoping someone was videotaping this so you could watch it later. Everyone cheered when the song was over and you took a joking bow for your “crowd.”

Peter came up to you with some water, “Wow you are a natural.”

You let out an airy laugh, “Thanks, I’m used to doing it at every party.”

Sam had more people going up and singing, it was really funny to watch because a lot of them were drunk enough to volunteer to do it.

You managed to drag Pietro, Wanda, and Peter up there to sing Uptown Funk with you, which was actually really fun. Your dad embarrassingly sang Moves Like Jagger, but he did impressively well considering how much alcohol he already drank. Sam and Scott sang Wild Thoughts which was like a class A performance and comedy routine.

After a few more songs everyone sang happy birthday to you and indulged in the amazing cake Tony ordered for you. The party began to die down and by 12 people were beginning to head out.

Peter called it an early night and went to his room, while the rest of the Avengers and you sat around the living room. It was like old times before civil war.

“Hey remember how hard Tony was trying to pick up Thor’s hammer”, Clint brought up as he took a sip of beer.

“Who invited him?”, you dad joked defensively. “I don’t remember you being able to lift it either.”

“C’mon guys, that was so long ago”, Steve tried to change the subject with a laugh.

“It still happened”, Nat snickered before taking a drink.

“Hey how about we talk about something more important”, Sam suggested. “What’s up with you and spider boy”, Sam motioned at you.

“Me and him”, and nervously laughed.

“She-”, you tackled Pietro before he could say anything.

“I-I think he’s a cool guy”, you tried to cover up.

“Mhm, I bet Nat think’s Clint’s a cool guy too”, he motioned to Nat who was sitting on Clint’s lap.

“Alright, how about we not talk about my daughter being with another guy”, Tony said a little bothered.

“Tony, she’s going to be with someone eventually”, Clint tried to reason.

Tony quickly got up from his spot on the couch and started to walk out. “Nope, nope, not my little girl.”

The room fell silent and all eyes fell on you. You held back a frown and sighed, “Well thanks for that guys.”

“Hey, I’m sorry”, Sam apologized.

“It’s fine, Sam”, you got up from your spot on the floor. “I think I’m gonna just head to bed. Had a long day.”

The team all said their goodnights as you walked to your room. When you got back to your room you undressed and took a quick shower to wash away all the sweat from dancing. You were still frustrated from earlier, so you went up to the roof to clear your head.

You mumbled to yourself as you kicked some gravel, “freaking boys.” You let out a little annoyed shout and just fell to the ground so you could lay on your back. “I’m freaking 19 for fucks sake”, you grumbled to yourself. Suddenly you heard a noise behind the air conditioning unit. “Who’s there?”

Peter’s head popped up, “I’m so sorry. I was kinda here first, then you came up here so I felt weird leaving but I figured you wanted to be alone so I kinda just hid and-”

You stopped Peter from rambling anymore, “Peter it’s fine, why are you still awake?”

Peter walked over and took a seat next to you, “I just needed to think about stuff.”

You sat up concerned for your new friend. “Do you mind if I ask about what?”

“Well your dad-”, you cut Peter off again.

“What did my dad do”, you said ready to be angry.

“No, your dad offered me to be an Avenger.”

Your body relaxed, “Oh yeah, he told me how you surprisingly declined him.”

“Yeaaaah, maybe that was a mistake though”, Peter said with regret.

“You know, you’re insane”, you laughed and looked off at the black silhouettes of the the trees.

Peter laughed, “Why because I said no to your dad?”

“No because you were begging to be an Avenger and THEN you said no to my dad”, you laughed.

“Is he mad”, Peter was clearly worried.

“Nah, he handled the rejection with grace.”

“Oh thank goodness”, Peter let out a relieved sigh. “I just don’t know if I’m ready yet.”

“Why not”, you asked looking at him.

“I just-”, he shook his head not being able to get his words out. “I can’t leave Aunt May”, he paused, “and Ned.”

You gave him a sympathetic frown, “It’s okay, I know it must be hard.”

“I mean Ned’s going to college in the fall, so I guess I wouldn’t really see him anyway.”

“Well think of this as going to college then”, you suggested. “I’m sure my dad would be understanding.”

“But Aunt May”, he said sadly.

“I’m sure she was expecting you to go to college eventually, so you leaving for a couple months shouldn’t be a shocker to her.”

“Yeah I guess that makes sense.”

You nudged Peter playfully, “See, don’t close this door yet. You’re only an hour away from your Aunt at most, so you could visit her whenever you needed to.”

Peter pushed you back, “Thanks (Y/N).”

“No problem”, you smiled back while tucking a piece of hair behind your ear.

“So like are you an Avenger?”, he asked.

“Nah, I’m more of a SHIELD agent. I go on missions and stuff but I’m not an official Avenger”, you explained.

“Oh that’s cool, so you’re like legit”, he said all dramatically.

“Um heck yeah, I would show you my I.D. if I had it on me”, you shrugged acting all nonchalant.

“Oh well, then no proof it ain’t true”, Peter teased.

“I know 4 different languages, and have pretty much mastered 3 different martial arts. You’re telling me that you-”, Peter finished your sentence.

“Don’t think it’s true. Yes”, he smiled smugly at you.

“Oh I’ll show you!”, you pounced at the end of your sentence.

You caught Peter off guard and pinned him down to the ground, without even realizing you were currently straddling him. It only took you a minute to register the situation you had just put yourself in. Blush rose to your cheeks, and that’s when Peter decided to make his move. He grabbed your wrists and pushed himself up, till you were the one pinned to the ground.

A little “oof”, came out of your mouth as the unexpected landing made air escape your lungs.

“You seem a little distracted, (Y/N), what’s on your mind?’, he taunted you.

Your chest rose and fell, as all you could only manage to say, “You.”

This time you didn’t waste a second to kiss him. You pushed yourself up enough to feel his soft lips against yours. Peter let go of your hands and put one behind your head as support. You wrapped your fingers in his sand colored curls and deepened the long awaited kiss.

You were surprised when Peter was the one to move his mouth against yours first. Your lips moved in sync with each other’s and you could feel the heat rising to your cheeks every second you felt Peter move his body closer to yours.

You gasped at the feeling he gave you as he grind his hips against yours. The make out intensified, and it was like you guys couldn’t get close enough to each other as you continued to grab onto one another’s clothing wanting nothing more than for it to be off.

You pulled away and took a deep breath of much needed air. “Wanna move this to my room?”

“Yeah”, Peter shook his head eagerly.

“Okay, I’ll go down first just in case anyone is downstairs, then I’ll open my window and you can crawl in.”

He helped you up and you dusted the dirt off your clothes. “I’ll see you in a bit”, you winked and left Peter to anxiously wait for your signal.

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kurtty-drabbles · 6 years ago

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Love is all you need au (consequences)

N/A: every action has consequences and yes I got this idea after a shower so let´s see what I can come up here.

@djinmer4 @dannybagpipesarecalling @discordsworld

The temple has many unities spread to several countries, however, this is where the principal unity locates and is where the higher up discuss situation regards their faith and their God. Bucky is the one responsible for taking care of the primary unit and so far is doing a good job in dealing with the several little problems that arrive in the road.

However, his abilities as a leader will be put to test as his lieutenant, Steve Rogers and Natasha Romanoff give unpleasant news.

"Judge by your look, this is not about ice cream, ok, tell me the damage" Bucky speaks exhales and inhales as prepares himself to the news.

"To starts, our healers in Ruclela are sent back" Steve starts and is only the begin "they are banned to enter in the country until further investigation, it seems they violate a rule...but I talk with them and said rule never exist until they arrive" Steven´s tone is sombre " Ruclela make an alliance with Genosha, their life-longing dream"

"And Genosha is also banning and expelling anything related to Zaorva, which is ironic if you think about the foundation of Genosha" Natasha pipes in and show more reports to Bucky " This is Melissa´s group, they were knights called to protect a city from a natural disaster, and Genosha goes out of its way to show their superiority and never give a hand to our team"

"And suddenly many other countries are mentioned weird rumours and preventing their children to enrol in our schools," Steven said crossing his arms. "And the majority are nobles that have strong ties with Genosha"

"Ok, I´ve heard enough, is clear that Genosha has a beef with us, the question is do we still have allies?" Bucky asked and Natasha responds.

"The North is still faithful to Zaorva, as well new countries like Fleisal Preoye, Ocren and Oclana. But if we don´t do anything ...we may risk causing another rift in Zaorva in this dimension" Natasha now crosses her arms and the men are pondering their next move.

"I´ll have to talk with Magneto about this, of course, this is his doing, but why? The man hardly care, in the past, for our temple, why this suddenly attack?" Bucky asked more to himself than to the others and hides his face between his hand(human and metallic) as to ponder what to do, a migraine is about to form.

Natasha now chuckles at this and both Steve and Bucky look at her impressed by this. How can someone smile at this situation? Zaorva´s wrath is looming above their heads...

"It means he´s afraid" Natasha explained now feeling smug, she is the spy of the temple and prides herself as always getting information no matter what "His daughter, Lorna, was sent home, she no longer is in the harem and even when she was...hardly get any favour to daddy dearest" Natasha explained and rolls her eyes as the men don´t seem to follow.

"Lorna was sent home by someone from our group, Kitty Pryde, and Magneto is not happy with this. While his daughter never was after the Necromancer is in his harem, even a gift" Natasha shiver uncomfortable with the implications "held some prestige in Magneto´s court, now with his daughter back and the Necromancer more interested in our healer ...Magneto seems to want to take matters on his own hand"

"Yes, but...his other daughter, Wanda, did sire the necromancer a daughter, right? Shouldn´t that give Magneto power enough?" Steve asked and once again Natasha rolls her eyes.

"Because Talia is hardly linked to Genosha, the girl prefers to stay in the X-men headquarters more than in her own room, Wanda is not very fond of the Necromancer and Magneto and Talia´s relationship is a thin line, so, he thought Lorna would be a better option" Natasha explained.

Steve and Bucky nod their heads.

"So, he´s attacking the temple to indirectly attack Kitty?" Bucky asked not really believing in the words "Oh, Zaorva, Magneto´s logic is the best logic, that must be his motto"

"And what we do?" Steve asked already knowing what Natasha has in mind.

"Ask help to the necromancer´s favourite girl, our Kitty, Magneto wants to stay in his good graces ..." Natasha trails off and suddenly a new problem arrives.

"How can we talk to her fast? the correspondence is now keeping tabs by his advisers who do not want to repeat the same case of Amanda Szardos, so can we deliver a message to her and fast?" Buck asked and in a dramatic sense of entrance, someone speaks now.

"I can help with that" Pietro Maximoff declares smiling smugly "is because of this healer that my sister is back, so, of course, I´ve no problem in helping you"

"And of course, you want some help in taking the throne to yourself," Steve asked.

"We have the same problem, so, why not help each other"

"What´s your idea? We´re listening" _________________________________ The mood in the harem is tense, to use a good word, as Kymri and Mara are ignoring Kitty and going out of their way to mention their best attributes and how Kurt appreciates them.

It´s a bit unnerving see people acting like that, but, Kitty concludes that maybe they have nothing better to do.

"Ok, little bamfs, let´s try a new spell, this time....let´s heal broke bones" Kitty speaks as the bamfs bring a skeleton(Is from one of Kurt´s prisoners, the person dies for treason "And well...I can´t say much, but guys, really, where do you keep finding those stuff?"

"Bamf!" is their only reply.

"Fine, I´ll use the this, but stop bring things from the dungeon"

"Bamf!"

"You guys stop being too cute, I want to be mad at you" ____________________________ Avalon was conquered in a mere day and Kurt would like to go home, of course, a problem arises(as he explained in his message to his advisers and Kitty) Avalon asked for help and said help put a lot of fight, of course, this makes his mood go sour as Kurt would like to conquer this land and goes back home now.

Logan and Kurt are in a tavern drinking as to celebrate the success of the campaign. Finally, Avalon accept their fate as belonging to Kurt(the man would make a nice deal with the king, but, the help they asked for really spoil his good mood and Kurt has no problem in being evil) and is time to drink beer.

"Ah, their beer is good" Logan pipes in the mute conversation as Kurt is too intense to reply and Logan can pretend everything is ok. " Good stuff, are you going to drink ?"Logan asked to the evil necromancer who is in a bad mood ever since the campaign was stalled by the said secret trump of Avalon.

Kurt using his dark robes does not strike as someone who is in for a chat, however, a good beer is not to be wasted. Kurt nods, it´s a good beer.

"Did you heard about that healer in the necromancer´s harem?" a voice speaks in indoor fashion "I heard that she is a devious woman, and it was her decision to send the necromancer to conquer Avalon"

"I heard she sleep with anything that moves, she is from that temple, they are naturally sexual deviant, but Kitty Pryde, as her name goes, goes as far as to have sex with a rotten corpse"

"I heard that she drink blood to stay youth and immortal, you know, I remember that tragedy in Cerulium, many people did die there...that healer was there without any stain of blood"

"I heard that she is sleeping with the devil and take the necromancer as her pet"

Kurt put the nice beer on the table and goes talk to the group of gossip.

"Hey, wanna know the difference between gossip and fact?" Kurt asked revealing his face from the hood, the others stop talking and gulp hard, one of them was saying how this is a rumour and they are innocent of the existence of such stories. "Wanna know the difference between gossip and fact?" repeat Kurt.

"Sure," asked fearfully to the necromancer who isn´t hiding his sour mood

"In gossip, you never actually saw what was supposedly happening" Kurt smiles wickedly as the light of the tavern flicks light and shadows are his toys now "but in facts...you saw what´s happening" his fangs don´t make the effect creepy.

And suddenly, shadows cover the group as they let one scream escape. Logan is drinking the beer pretending he´s not there. _______________________________ Kurt returns home and Ororo, Hank, Kitty and his fangirls are back to greet him(his people too, and Kurt is polite enough to thank them) and smiles happily to see them.

Ororo and Hank inquiry if he´s alright, the same concern goes to Logan.

Kurt ignores his fangirls.

"Hi, Katzchen" Kurt smiles sincerely and the woman now is wearing a yellow dress, nothing fancy, but Kurt can´t help to ask " Yellow dress? are we going to dance in the ball?"

"I missed you, but, I still don´t get your references"

"Beauty and the Beast" Kurt finally explained.

"Ah, Eros and Psyche, got it!"

"What?" Kurt asked and shakes his head" I got a present for you" and give her a necklace "I know you don´t like extravagant jewellery, so, I pick this one, it has a natural beauty like you"

"So charming" Kitty speaks and let Kurt put the necklace "I like it, thank you"

"Anytime, now...tell me more about this Eros and Psyche," Kurt asked confusion written in his handsome face.

"ok, come here, "Kitty holds his arms and both head back to the home. Kymri and Mara are the only ones dislike the scene.

#kurtty #love is all you need au #kurt wagner #kitty pryde #kitty knows the real version of BB #Eros and Pscyche #Kitty is giving me sherazard vibes here

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