#I’m FERAL

[itwasntimethatdidit40]

Thank you Julie, I love you deeply.

Pedro Pascal at the Gladiator II premiere (London, Nov 13, 2024)

[a-sleeepy-angel]

"Keep those pretty eyes on me while I fuck you, baby."

[urdepressedslut]

Just Like That

♡ Pairing: tfatws!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

♡ Summary: While you two were supposed to be repairing Sam’s boat, you end up giving Bucky head instead.

♡ Warnings: SMUT, blowjobs, deepthroating/face fucking, slight praise kink, literally no plot just filth

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MINORS DO NOT INTERACT | 18+

He couldn’t stop his hips from thrusting into your lips, the way your tongue ran on the underside of his dick— tracing the bulging vein.

“Doll… oh my… fuckkk.” He moaned out, his flesh hand tangling their fingers into your hair.

You hummed, sending vibrations into his dick. The action had him gripping your hair tight, the slight pain from your scalp shooting straight to your core. The throb had you whining around his length.

“Making me feel s’ good baby.” He praised breathlessly, easing his grip on your hair— petting it down soothingly.

You flattened your palms on his thighs, pushing forward until the head of his cock bumped the back of your throat.

His hips bucked instinctively, almost crying out at the way your throat was squeezing him. He grabbed the doorway of the boat, the wood splintering in his metal grip.

You pulled all the way off of him, before swallowing his entire length again— gagging as his head hit deeper in the back of your throat.

“S’ fucking good baby…” He whimpered, his head tilted back in ecstasy.

You snuck a hand down, playing with his balls, letting your other hand pump his length. You glanced up at him— spit leaking from your lips. You watched with lust filled eyes as he panted and whined.

“James… you’re so hard,” You purred, his head snapping down at you, “Bet you’re close, huh?”

He let out a pathetic whine as you squeezed his balls—his face contorted in pain.

“Words baby.” You demanded, leaning forward to swirl your tongue around his head.

His hips twitched slightly, the sensation of your tongue massaging around his tip heavenly. He let out a deep moan, feeling your tongue lick over his slit.

“S’ close doll— just like that.” He praised, letting his fingers comb through your hair.

There was something about you kneeling before him, eyes glossed over with lust, as the tears trailed down your cheeks— that made him absolutely feral. The position was so submissive, yet you held all the power. He was melting at your touch— his body putty at your hands.

You pumped his achingly hard length, giving his tip kitten licks. With your free hand caressing his thigh, you could feel the muscle twitch under your palm.

“Gonna cum James?” You asked hoarsely, his hazed over eyes meeting with yours.

You captured his length again, deepthroating him until your nose was buried into the hairs at the base of his cock. You gagged again, the convulsion from your throat making him growl in pleasure.

“Oh… that— keep doing that baby fuck…” He begged, his hips having a mind of their own, rocking into your face.

You whined around him, trying to breathe through your nose as he began to fuck your throat.

You reached around, grabbing handfuls of his ass— kneading the flesh. The action only made his thrusts deeper, his moans needier.

His thrusts were harsher, his needs a priority and if he had to use your face to chase his high— so be it. You on the other hand, we’re dripping. Your pussy was throbbing, him manhandling you making your entire body tingle— ache with desire.

He was nearly crying, his pants mixed with whines, getting impossibly close to the edge. You whimpered around him, his sounds only edging you on.

“Fuck baby… yes— you’re fucking mine,” He growled, his length growing impossibly harder at the image of you crying around him, “All mine.”

Your nails dug into the skin on his ass, your face drenched in tears, salvia leaking out of your mouth and down your chin. You gagged again, spurring him on further, his thrusts quicker. He grabbed your head, fucking your face with such force and suddenly he was pushing impossibly deeper in your throat, your jaw aching.

With an animalistic groan, he was spilling his seed down your throat. His breathing slowing, the waves of euphoria flowing throughout him. He stayed like that for a moment, relishing the feel of your throat around him.

At last, he released his death grip on your head. Slipping his cock from your throat with a hiss, his head sensitive. You gasped, panting in attempts to fill your lungs with the needed air.

With hooded eyes, Bucky gazed down at you with pleasure hazed eyes. His cock twitched at your flushed face, the tears tracks mixing with your spit— and his cum that had snuck out. Your eyes were slightly bloodshot, but as you gazed up at him— you were looking at him with such desire. You looked as if you were just getting started, and you wanted to devour him again.

“Such a good girl.” He whispered, voice hoarse.

He cradled your face, caressing your clammy cheek. He gently pulled you up, helping support your swaying state. You leaned into his palm, holding his gaze with adoration.

“I love you James.” You spoke into his palm, placing a kiss on his rough skin.

“I love you more baby.” He told you, wrapping his metal arm around your lower back, pulling you flush to him. “Now, let me return the favor.”

[oncefaist]

omfg … 🫣

[squirtlesam]

I cannot explain the pure feral energy that overcomes me when I see Robert in a long wig, but this one? I needed some alone time 💅🏻

I did it a long time ago. But it's one of the most stunning looks by Rob.

[thosefuzzywordfeelings]

she’s having thoughts again. feral, breeding kink, daddy!steve thoughts. mdni!

thinking about mundane things like walking with him to pick your daughter up from school (he’s such a girl dad try and change my mind) and just carrying her home on his shoulders or something, being all cute and sweet and cute.

the evening routine is the same, dinner, bath time, story and bed, and tonight as the two of you kissed your daughters head as she fell asleep; steve was looking at you different. a twinkle in his eye.

as soon as you’re back downstairs, sipping a tea and sitting curled up on the couch, his lips are on your shoulder, drifting slowly up the side of your neck; coming to settle beneath your ear as his hand drapes across your tummy.

“god, i wanna give you so many.” he’d whisper against your ear.

“so many what?” you’d giggle, turning your head to look at him with a smile until you notice the ferocity in the blackening of his eyes.

“so many kids, honey.” he’d say lowly, his lips brushing against yours. his eyes would dart up to yours, seeing what you thought of his confession.

me personally i’d pop them out yearly

you’d smile softly, your hand pulling the one he had laid on your stomach, down a little further.

“you wanna put another one in here, daddy?” you’d tease, already knowing he was far far gone in his fantasy. his breath would hitch as he bit his lip, his fingers finding their place between your thighs as they often did when you had alone time.

“honey, i always want to put another one inside you. please - please let me.” he’d beg. boy oh boy, would he beg.

[empresskylo]

i CANT get the mf idea of ghost or price being more grumpy and irritable than usual out of my head. and how you would sassily point it out, suggesting he hasn’t gotten laid and that’s where all this pent up frustration is coming from. so then you offer to help him out, against your better judgment, falling to your knees to suck your captain/lieutenant’s cock 😩 and he resists at first, but the second your hand touches him over his trousers, it’s game over… and so he comes in your mouth, then inside you after getting hard just moments after his first orgasm, bending you over a table and just being absolutely ruthless 😩😩

[dark-dirty-daydreams]

I crave you. Your smell. The way you taste. The feel of your skin on mine. I desire all of you, all of the time. Mine. Mine. Mine. You drive me fucking crazy.

[yuyuonabeat]

I’m not religious but oh this man. 🫠 Jeong Stefano.

The way he did the triple cross did something to me.

[fallingfadingdeepest]

the phrase skull fucking really has me soo needy for it

like sucking cock is hot

but getting my skull fucked???

[comatosebunny09]

I don’t typically encourage cheating by any means.

But Sylus murmuring, “You can’t love him. Not when you can kiss me like this,” all breathy and hoarse against your quivering mouth as he presses you against the wall of your darkened entryway, just does things to me.

And then you, heady and dizzy and losing your internal battle of morals, whisper back, “Ya know, it’s a sin to covet another man’s woman,” whilst meekly pushing against his chest. Otherwise, you don't do much to deter him.

Instead, you're swept away by the nostalgic scent he carries and how his body exudes a comforting heat. And you realize you haven’t felt this safe since he disappeared all those years back. Haven’t felt this sheltered in your current boyfriend’s (could he even be called that?) arms, and the thought of it makes your stomach lurch and twist.

And Sylus chuckles, its undercurrents reminiscent of whiskey on stormy nights. Grazes your lips with his, the familiar glide of them making your body hum with pleasant tingles.

“Good thing I’m the greatest sinner of all,” he counters, glancing into your hooded eyes. And he’s searching for something, offering you an out. Knows there’s no going back once he does this, but there’s no fight in you. So, he just kinda—

Throws caution to the wind and kisses you again like your boyfriend isn’t in the other room.

[annaisabookworm]

MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN

[nflballgirl]

THE EYE CONTACT R U KIDDING ME

(insta)

[blueeye0racular]

I simply can’t get over how hot she is.

[just-another-freelancer]

Milo Rebane

Milo safe-word-and-aftercare Rebane

Milo cookies-and-electrolytes Rebane

Milo carry-you-to-the-shower Rebane

[thosefuzzywordfeelings]

Coming Home to You

(full version here!)

thinking about coming home to steve after a night out with your friends and you’re sober enough to consent but like, tipsy enough to be craving him.

he’s sat up against the headboard reading a book, and you come through the door with a big smile, as his eyes find yours over the rim of the book.

‘good night?’ he’d say with a slightly chuckle.

your eyes would darken slightly as you nodded, kicking your shoes off and walking towards the end of the bed.

‘oh….a good night.’ he’d chuckle, putting a bookmark in his book and putting it on the bedside table and crossing his hands in his lap. he knew you got like this, all desperate and achy for him.

before you could straddle his waist, he’d push the covers off himself, flipping you over onto your back as you giggled. steve would get comfy between your legs, kissing your forehead sweetly.

“missed me, baby?” he’d whisper, pressing his lips to yours hotly as you naturally wrapped your legs around his waist. you’d nod against his lips, your hands tangling in his hair and pulling him closer.

“do you know - how cute - it is - that - you come home - all pretty - and ready -“ Steve mumbled as he kissed along your jaw and down your neck between words.

“and just…for…me?” He’d say lower this time, his mouth trailing softly between the crevice of your chest as his eyes looked up at yours.

“Love coming back to you, Steve. Only you.” You’d almost whimper at the intensity of his gaze, the way his hands settled underneath your lower back to hike your hips closer to his face.

“Mhm….” Mumbling against the soft skin of your inner thigh, Steve hooked his fingers around your outer thighs as they naturally settled on his shoulders; as they often did. Hiking your skirt up messily, Steve smirked as he looked down at you.

“You know what’s so crazy?” He’d ask softly, reaching around your thigh to trace circles on your hips with his fingers.

“What?” You’d utter breathlessly back as you watched him touch and tease you gently.

“That no matter who the fuck gets to look at you out there, gets to watch this pretty body dancing or whatever…” Steve mumbled as his mouth grew closer and closer to where you ached for him.

“It comes home to me. All fucking mine.” He’d say with a hint of a moan slipping off his tongue as he finally wrapped his mouth around you desperately.