#Pepper Pike

[unteriors]

Hunting Hollow Drive, Pepper Pike, Ohio.

[hoytsheriff]

Contemporary Exterior - Exterior A large, modern, three-story stone home with a clipped gable roof is an example.

[yashley]

“but I will tell you now that if the Raven Queen fucks with you, or hurts you, or doesn't change you for the better, then she's going to have to deal with me, and we're going to have a problem.”

[superbeth18]

Ivy and Jonathan are besties and no one can change my mind

[indigooceancl]

Long overdue far overdone Gotham MV to Teenagers :)

[dangerousconnoisseurdonut]

Alliance or Destruction idea

It’s been a long time since I posted an idea here, but I’m watching a video on YouTube on top 30 werewolf movies and it has sparked an idea for a fun bit of Gotham smut. This was inspired by seeing movies like Skinwalkers from 2006 or 2007 (can’t remember) and the Underwolrd franchise, so please be aware of similarities.

Many hundreds of years ago, Jim Gordon and Alfred Pennyworth were not only friends, but also secret lovers who knew they could never be open about their love. Things got even worse when, one night while they were meeting, they didn’t notice the full moon in the sky and came across another meeting, though not one of lovers. They are a werewolf and a vampire, trying to destroy one another, as their species always try to do.

In the ensuing struggle, both creatures are killed, but not before the vampire bites Alfred and the werewolf bites Jim, infecting the lovers with enemy DNA. They are found by the Vampire’s Court and taken in, though once they determine Jim’s bite is a werewolf bite and not a vampire bite. Alfred manages to enlist help from Leslie Thompkins to free Jim as he hasn’t done any harm to the vampires and doesn’t deserve to die. The pair manage it and Jim manages to flee, where he is accepted by the pack of the deceased werewolf.

Years go by in the blink of an eye for the immortal lovers who do all they can to look perfect to the elders of their species, so they can be left alone and meet where they can. Things get easier when Alfred becomes a Master Vampire and Jim becomes an Alpha Werewolf who manages to wrangle some land for themselves in Gotham. By the time it’s revealed the pair are still lovers despite being genetic enemies, Head Vampire Kathryn Monroe and Alpha Theo Galavan want to kill them, but they each have their own Court and Pack who will fight to protect their heads.

Jim has a number of wolves who are loyal to him, like Harvey Dent, Harvey Bullock, Sarah Essen, Alvarez, Harper, but his top wolves are Jerome Valeska, Jonathan Crane, Bridgit Pike, Ivy Pepper, and Oswald Cobblepot, all of whom delight in their bloodlust almost as much as Galavan, and are more than ready to burn him if he touches the Alpha who saved them from their abusive families (here, Gertrude died much earlier and, after Elijah found out he had a son, naturally took care of him, but Oswald was hated by his step-mother and siblings. Once Elijah was poisoned, Grace, Charles, and Sasha were even more cruel, until Jim saved him).

Alfred’s Court is smaller, but no less deadly with people like Lee who agreed that the rivalry was stupid when Jim and Alfred were proof the two could get along, and there was also Jeremiah Valeska (who was injured the night Jerome became a werewolf and, by some twist of fate, Jeremiah received a blood transfer from a vampire instead of a human; fellow vampire Hugo Strange was curious as to what would happen and Alfred tore his head off soon after), his partner Ecco, Jervis Tetch, Victor Fries, Victor Zsasz, and Sofia Falcone (the Falcone’s were born werewolves but had a history of occasionally producing a ‘dud’. Sofia was this ‘dud’ when she didn’t transform when she was 13 and was cast out. She deliberately sought out Alfred to turn her instead, which he did when she turned 21).

Things are pretty calm between the respective Court and Pack until Sofia gets news from her wolf brother about a child who has been born in Gotham and will be either the doom or salvation of werewolves and vampires. Their DNA is unique in the fact that it can handle the virus of both lycanthropy and vampirism at the same time; a hybrid. On their 18th birthday, if they are bitten by a vampire, then every werewolf on Earth will die. If they are bitten by a werewolf, then every vampire will die. But, if they are bitten by both species when they turn 18, then not only will both species live, but they shall live in harmony.

Mario warns her that there are those on both sides that either want to claim this child or have it killed to protect their species. Some even want to kill it just to avoid the idea of living in harmony with their ‘enemies’. They don’t know the name of the child or even what year it was born; the prophecy merely said that the child was in Gotham, implying that the child has already been born, instead of will be born. The two species go through all the hospital records they can find, hoping to see if they can smell anything different about this prophecy child.

Neither species has any luck finding the child, which leads Kathryn and Galavan to suggest killing all the children, but Alfred and Jim fight back against this idea as that would be over 200,000 deaths (this is based off of the fact that there reportedly almost 210,000 babies born in New York City in 2020); not only would it be monstrous, but it would almost surely expose them to the world. The threat of exposure brings the other packs and courts away from the idea of infanticide and they all agree to keep watch for this prophecy child.

Things are quiet for the next 17 and a half years, until Bridgit, Ecco, Sofia, Lee, and Ivy’s human friend, Selina Kyle, brings a new friend to one of their girls nights out; Bryce Wayne. The quintet of supernatural ladies think nothing of this girl until one guy tries to hit on Ivy and, when he refuses to take no for an answer, going so far as to hit Ivy, Bryce responds by beating the guy up, impressing the werewolves. After the guy is knocked out, Lee helps Bryce stand up and she notices an odd birthmark; what looks like a crescent moon cradling what looks like a vampire’s bite wound.

Later, when Lee tells Alfred and Jim about the mark, they question how the hunters missed Bryce, prompting Jerome and Jeremiah to reveal that Martha had great trouble with her pregnancy, right up until she had to give premature birth to her baby girl and the doctors were reluctant to make any official documentation until there was more of a guarantee the child would live. Furthermore, apparently the hunters focused more on male children like Brant Jones and Tommy Elliot instead of females like Grace Blomdahl or Bryce Wayne.

What cements the idea that Bryce is the prophecy child is when Jonathan and Fries do some calculations and realize that the night of Bryce’s 18th birthday will be a total lunar eclipse, complete with a blood moon. Alfred and Jim know the orphaned girl is the only chance they have at being together without others trying to tear them apart, and have the members of their Pack/Courts befriend the girl and keep her safe, with the Master Vampire and Alpha Werewolf digging into their seldom used magical abilities, and seducing Bryce through her dreams so that, when the time comes, she won’t resist them.

Will their plans work and keep Bryce safe? Will Bryce succumb to Alfred and Jim’s charms? Does anyone think this idea might be worth something more than the space it grew in my smut farm brain?

Likes are appreciated but reblogs let other people see this and possibly give me their opinions, thank you for sticking it out to the bottom of this rather long post.

[jervis-tetch-my-beloved]

Idk i wanna poll more so here. My babies.

[mythigal1966]

There is an entry on Wikipedia. This took place at University of California, Davis, on November 18, 2011.

Still despicable.

[uselectriccontractors]

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[slvtforoldermen]

Pedro’s Characters: The Dick-tionary: Part Two

(PS. I’m currently on my ovulation week so this is gonna be mental)

Part One ;)

Frankie (Catfish) Morales:

Okay so I just finished watching Triple Frontier and oml I love this man. One thing I wanna say is, he definitely fucks you in whatever flying vehicle he owns, not during flights of course <3 safety first and I have such a bad fear of flying. Anyways, Frankie’s about 7 inches, and he has a pretty pink mushroom tip, he’s pretty thick too tbh, and he’s a vein up the side that you can feel when he’s inside you. PRAISE!!! He’s a praiser and not a degrader. Breeding kink is a must!!! Maybe it’s because he’s a family man but I feel like he has a domestic kink, like, he lovesssss talking about you being his ‘pretty little wife/husband’. Fuck, he lovessss filling you up and talking bout how he wants to get you pregnant, even if you can’t get pregnant :0, he was quite delicate with this factor at first in case it made you uncomfortable but he 100% wouldn’t say anything about that if it made you uncomfy. He just needs you to be happy. “My sweet girl/boy, spread your legs for me will ya?” “Yeah you like that, yeah you do… good girl/boy.” “Pretty little baby, taking me so so well, aw, so cute” “Take my cock in your mouth, oh yeah, just like that, my sweet, sweet baby.” He shaves well enough I think, likes to leave a happy trail to tease you with.

Agent Whiskey

Save a horse, ride a cowboy. Literally. Ride him and he’ll love you forever. Pedro’s cowboy characters hold a warm place in my heart because I find Southern accents sooooo sexy, ugh yes, talk about your farm daddy.

Um…. Anyways! Jack is so cunty I love him. Okay, he’s a big boy, about 8 inches, up there with Javier and Joel. He’s thick, like oof… Nice big tip too. Depending on the day, he switches between soft and hard dom. His fav position is cowgirl obviously, despite popular speculation, he’s not really a big fan of reverse cowgirl, but he LOVES doggystyle, he’s an ass man so spanking is a yes. He’s not a daddy man. OH MY GOD WHEN YOU RIDE HIM PLEASE WEAR HIS HAT PLEASE HE’LL CUM SO SO HARD!! SIT 👏 ON 👏 HIS 👏 FACE 👏 If he’s feeling soft and wants to be all chivalrous and his Southern self, he’ll fuck you in missionary, peppering kisses all over your face and neck. “My sweet girl/boy… takin’ my cock so well.” “Oh darlin’, ya look so pretty f’me.” “Fuck, so good, baby, such a good lil hole.” Big snail trail enthusiast!!!

Marcus Pike

I have not watched the mentalist so I apologise for any inaccuracies :( but good lord how gorgeous is this man…

Sorry guys I just can’t get over how pretty he is, but I’m actually crying because he’s so beautiful. Anyway, he’s about 7.5 inches and loooovvvvessss to be sucked off. You just look so so pretty with his cock in your mouth, and suck on his tip, his hips buckle a little and he whimpers, his hands going straight into your hair. He’s such a sweet lover, when he’s inside you, he’s so soft and gentle, you’d have to physically beg him to be rough. A BIG KISSER!!! Loves kissing you, just make sure you’ve kissed him at least 20 times and he’ll be content. He’s such a sweetie, please just be nice to him. “I love you so so much.” “Please oh baby, I love you, love this hole, so fucking good for me, good girl/boy.” “I’m gonna cum, oh please, where do you want me to cum, please tell me where to cum baby…” He likes to keep its shaved but he’s not completely bald.

Lucien Flores

Now, I have been looking for the clip of him making out and I can’t find it anywhere 😭😭 if someone could find it for me pleaseeeee send it I will love and cherish you for eternity. I also couldn’t find a gif of him so bear with me 😭.

Oh guys… MIRRORS!!! From looks and expectations and fanfics I’ve read, mirrors are a big thing for him. He’s about 8 inches. Loves doggy, he’s also an ass man. Choking you is a MUST, oh god he loves making you take him in a mirror, in doggy, with his big hand wrapped around your pretty neck, seeing you in the mirror taking him sooo well. It’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. Same thing with the bathroom. He has you with one leg on the counter, the other dangling as he pounds into you, just absolutely destroying you. Shower sex too! He has you, either against the wall or legs wrapped around his waist. In fact just let him fuck you on every single surface of the house. Bed, bathroom, floor, sofa, dining table, kitchen counter, anything!! Loves eating you out from behind. He shaves and isn’t bald, yknow standard procedure 🤷🏻‍♀️

Special Guest!! My fav TV cameo 🫶

Reggie Luckman:

My MAN!! 🥺 he whimpers, have you seen him to that pretty when you cry edit, UGH STRIKES MY HEART EVERY TIME! I watch that edit about 3 times a day. I am very well aware that he’s just found out he’s killed his friend in this gif but he’s just so beautiful…

He’s 7 inches, and has such a cute face when he’s inside you, eyes squeezed shut and biting his lip as he conceals his whimpers. You keep telling him that he’s fine to moan but he just gets so embarrassed. Such a praiser, calls you a good girl/boy soooo much. His hips stutter when he’s close, and he bites down on your shoulder, accidentally leaves hickeys on your neck and collarbones. He loves going fast. When you ride him, he looks up at with those sweet eyes, and it makes your heart melt, hands on your hips, guiding you sweetly. Tug on his hair in orallllll!!! “Please, please, you feel so good, I love you.” “Mmm, please, I’m gonna cum, can I cum in you?” “I can? Thank you, thank you, fuck!” Praise him back, tell him how he’s doing, tell him that he’s good. Pleaseeeee I need him soooo baddddd!!!!!!

[thatautisticlesbian]

Found it need to find the meme that went with it

Found them

Remember when that cop pepper-sprayed students in 2011? UC Davis paid $175K to scrub it from the internet’s memory https://t.co/5prbgrx1WL

— Xeni (@xeni) April 14, 2016

[genji-centric]

New foods from Earth a Martian never tried!

Juno x Reader

Hi I love Juno. She's soo cute, and I want her to be out already. I just want to kiss her and take her out to get ice cream, which is why I wrote this!! Request anything Juno. I'm desperately needing more Juno lovers to unite with me and this adorable Martian.

You and Juno had started dating pretty recently. After getting settled into Earth, she started to learn more and more what the people from here had to do. She always had a rough idea, with life being not entirely different on Mars. But things still felt exciting and overwhelming all at once, but lucky for her she had someone who knew the planet she now lived on. You. She was always curious about the world had to offer, and she was over the moon to have someone to help her explore to her hearts content.

One of her favorite things to do was activity dates, going out on the town or city and exploring the places of Earth, no matter how small. She was astonished with how different things were. Her understandings of nature and wildlife were from books in her father's study, and yet here she can go up and touch an actual tree? It's all so new and exciting, but she could go without all the rivers and ponds. Such vast quantities of water was a risk to equipment back on Mars. Large puddles signaled an issue that needed maintenance, and you're telling her that's just nature?

Juno never really could grasp her head around the water, no matter how many times you would explain. But a peck on the cheek and a reassuring squeeze of her hand was all she needed. You were like the co-pilot to a new expedition, and for the current mission was going to an ice cream parlor nearby Overwatch's base. It was a shack you grew to like on lunch breaks, and you came to realize the ice cream on Mars was vastly different. Juno explained it to be powdered and hard, not cold. Something hard to imagine ypur entire life with ice-cream was just it freeze dried, and Juno lept at the chance to go see another part of life for Earthlings.

As you two waited in line you looked at the menu. Typical flavors such as chocolate, vanilla, strawberry and so on. But to Juno, this was a extraordinary change. She was only used to the 3 flavors that made up neopilitan, and now she's met with a menu of 20 more flavors on top of that? Juno muttered to herself when met with so many options.

"Pistachio? Isn't that a nut, oh hmm.. Ube? What is that.. what is a rockey road? Do people eat rocks here? Oh, banana? Like the long fruit? Oh, and.. jasmine? Ooh I like that! We had jasmine tea on Mars!"

You couldn't help but smile at her, always so curious. You could see her eyes sift across the menu, her face scrunched lightly in concentration. But she nodded in approval, seemingly content with her choice in flavor. She turned to you with a warm smile.

"I have decided on the jasmine flavor, I am aware I will enjoy it!"

As you two placed your order, she was confused by the option of cones or bowls. She decided on just getting a bowl, 'to not take away from the flavor of the ice cream'. Your girlfriend was always so endearing, and she always had a cute way of speech. You just wanted to pepper her face in kisses.

As you two relieved your ice cream, Juno's face lit up when laying sight to her bowl. As you two sat down at a wondow seat, (something Juno loved bacuse she liked to look outside and see the bustling streets) she couldn't help but pike at the food with her spoon.

"So is this what Earth ice cream is like? It's so.. mushy. And cold."

You nodded.

"Yes, it's a frozen cream with sugars and other flavorings, it's cold and always really good on a hot day."

Juno accepted that answer. She always did. Juno took a small bit of cream on her spoon, putting it into her mouth. You could see her pupils dilate ever so slightly. As she swallowed, she giggled.

"Wow!! This is so much better then when it's all crunchy!"

She took another spoonful, savoring the floral taste of her ice cream. Never have you seen someone so excited over ice cream, but you could say the same over someone being excited over grass, birds, in fact, anything nature related, concrete sidewalks, roads, and so on. She was always so eager it was admirable.

She didn't speak much after that. You both lived in the moment and enjoyed your sweet treats. You both decided to try a little bit of each other's ice cream. The floral taste of hers was subtle yet soothing in the best ways. In fact, you were kind of jeleous, and now you know the next flavor you would get at least. Ans Juno thoroughly enjoyed ypurs, commenting on anything she liked about the flavor you picked.

"I do say, that was such a good dish!"

She exclaimed, always so happy with any new food or new sights you see.

"I'm glad you liked it! I always try and find some time to come here. They have the best flavors."

Juno nodded in agreement.

"Yes, I would certainly like to try more of the menu eventually."

And so you both did, now on a date and you both craved something sweet. The ice cream parlor was always a top spot to hit. Juno greatly enjoyed each new thing, and you enjoyed the smile she had when doing so.

[whydoyouwantmyname]

Unholy (part 1)

You pulled the hooded rain jacket tighter around your frame as your other hand reached for the door hand of the measly hotel, your clammy palm meeting the cold, wet metal as millions of questions rolled over in your head, bouncing off the walls of your brain like a game of ping pong.

What if they recognize me?

What if someone snaps a photo?

What is Tony asks him about the charge?

What is Steve asks him why he smells like my perfume?

What is Nat notices the way he smiled at me this morning at training?

What am I going to tell Tony when Pepper questions our bank statements?

What am I going to do without him…?

“Can I help you?” The desk clerk asked, as you looked up from the pike stained carpet, and saw a teenager who would rather be anywhere but here.

“I’m checked in, my fiance told me to come here and ask for the spare key to room 338, the name is Jeffrey Solomon Mace.”

“Ah yes, we were expecting you.” He turned and handed you the key, along with a condom, “Can never be too careful.”

“Thanks.” You whispered, thankful for the hood that hid your face, as you wandered to the elevator and stood in the metal prison, the space filling with the worst sounding instrumental music, as you chucked the condom on the hallway floor as the doors closed. The ride up to the third floor was uninterrupted and filled with more thoughts, these sadly were not as lustful as one would hope, but as the doors opened, you were just glad to be away from the dying speaker, and into the hallway that oddly smelled of Bologna and Toothpaste. The door numbers slowly ascending until you reached the peeling red door of room 338. As you admired the cracks spreading along the wood, and the missing flakes of paint you couldn’t help but remember how you got here…

It was March 15th, and for some reason Tony had decided that he wanted to throw a party. None of you knew why you were celebrating, but then again, Tony Stark never really needed a reason to. Your reflection was staring back at you, a knee length red polka dot dress looked back at you, your tiny earrings sparkled under your freshly curled hair, and your lips glazed with the red wax that he loved so much.

“Do we really have to go?” You asked, smoothing the fabric down of your skirt as he exited the bathroom and stopped in his tracks, for a moment, you almost thought he was going to compliment you.

“Now, what is it going to look like if we don’t go? Tony will send Natasha and Clint to find us and then what will we say, sorry guys, she didn’t want to come to the party because she is emotionally drained from starting a fight with me over my involvement with Agent Carter… again.”

“Except I didn’t start the fight.” You replied, your tone short as you looked at him in the mirror, “You started the fight because you didn’t like the modern dress I was wearing, so you had me change into a dress from a decade you didn’t even see because you were a block of ice.”

“Here we go again.” He sighed, before grabbing his jacket.

“Well darling if you are going to paint yourself as the victim, at least get the details right.” You smiled, before turning to follow him, Jarvis speaking before you even closed the door all the way, “I will tell Tony of your arrival.”

“Please tell him to have my cocktail ready as well… I’m going to need it.”

Your hand slowly turned the handle, and revealed the dark room, your eyes adjusting quickly as you saw the traces of rain beating against the window panes. Suddenly you sensed movement, and quickly ducked as the knife went whizzing through the space your head once was, and collided with the wall behind you.

“Well that’s one way to greet me.” You stated, before bouncing back up into the standing position and turning to get the knife.

“No, leave it, I want to see what wild tales they will create when they see it.”

“They will probably state that we definitely did not need the condom the minor slipped me at the counter.” You smiled, before shutting the door, “Also, why do you always pick the motels that smell weird and look like they belong in a slasher film?”

“Because I love you, and I think we could survive a slasher together.”

“I would hope so, I am a level 8, and you are a super soldier killing machine.” You joked, taking the wet coat off finally to reveal the see through, white shirt beneath, your lack of a bra showing through the see through fabric as your shorts hugged your thighs lovingly. Your shoes slipping off with ease as he said, “We are definitely showering after this though, I don’t want you spreading any diseases from here.”

“But yet we are about to…” your sentence cut off as his lips crashed into yours, the longing you both had felt seeping into the kiss as his hands cradled your face tenderly. As he pulled away he whispered, “Sorry… I have wanted to do that since last night when I walked you to your room.”

“Do it again.” You whispered, before he had you up in the air, your legs wrapped around his hips, as your arms dangled around his shoulders, his fingers firmly planted into the skin of your now exposed ass.

“So it hasn’t gotten better?” Natasha whispered to you at the bar, as you downed your 4th cocktail of the hour.

“Is it supposed to?” You asked dryly

“Why don’t you just leave then? You are one of the most badass woman I know, you don’t need a guy like…”

“Because if I leave… it will just make me look like the fool, cause we all know the moment I call it, Sharon will be in my place. And then everyone will take pity on him, because I left Steve Rogers, America’s Dreamboat savior. I will be labeled the betrayer of America, and will die alone, with my five cats.”

“Or… just a thought, people will see through his very shitty story, and will slowly piece together that he has been screwing her for your entire relationship.”

“And then he will be praised for having and maintaining two relationships at once, because he is a man, and I am just a retired woman.” And down went cocktail number five, the tender already pouring number 6 as Wanda called out, “everyone gather round, we are about to play Spin the bottle.”

“Can couples sit out?” Steve asked, before going, “Not that I want to ruin the mood, I just don’t want to play if I have to kiss anyone else but my girlfriend.”

“You don’t have to play then.” She answered, assuming that meant neither of you were, as she placed the empty vodka bottle on the floor, who wants to go first?”

“I will.” Sam volunteered, his hand going to the bottle as he gave it a good spin, and watched it land on Natasha.

From there Natasha kissed Bruce

Bruce kissed Tony’s check

Tony kissed Pepper, who passed her turn to Wanda

Wanda kissed Clint, with tongue

Clint kissed Natasha’s forehead

Natasha kissed Bruce again

And then Bruce puked on her heels, pausing the game as they did a clean up of the floor. Once evidence of the alcohol soaked vomit was cleared, Wanda whispered, “Whose next?”

“I’ll go.” Bucky answered, his feet carrying him to the bottle, “honestly, I haven’t played this since before the war, it was me and ten girls behind the school.”

“You dirty dog.” Thor beamed, proud to use the phrase he heard in the movie today, as Bucky chuckled, “I am a changed man though.”

And then he spun, the neck of the bottle spinning round and round until it slowed to a stop, and when it did, it felt like you were looking down the barrel of a gun. And as Bucky went to respond, while muttering about how he was sorry, and he didn’t mean to make it awkward, you caught Steve’s glaze, and noticed whose hand he was holding, before stating, “Don’t be sorry James, rules are rules.”

And with all your liquid courage, you walked over the freshly cleaned tile, and met lips with James Buchanan Barnes. The kiss lasted seconds, but to the two of you, the fireworks lasted forever. By the time you pulled apart, Steve and Sharon had stormed away, your guess was to the flat you shared, so that she could stroke his ego, and paint you as the villain.

But you didn’t care, as you both stared at one another like it was the first time…. Before Wanda slowly went, “Well okay then, how about we call it a night?” An awkward giggle followed as slowly the other fled, as though they didn’t see anything.

You both laid tangled in the sheets, your fingers tracing up and down his viburnum arm, as his fingers ran up and down your arm. Your head never leaving his chest as you slowly exhaled, “Are we terrible people?”

“No.” He answered, your chin now resting on your head, “at least I don’t think we are.”

“Well you might not be, but I definitely am.” You responded as he chuckled, “Doll, my kill count is 24.”

“Okay, and I have been cheating on my boyfriend for three months with his best friend.”

“And he has been cheating on you with his ex lover’s granddaughter for two years.” He answered, “Meaning your actions are forgiven.”

“Two wrongs don’t make a right James.” You pushed up, and stared into his eyes before adding, “But I must admit, it’s fun being wrong.”

“See forgiven… besides it’s your fault we are here anyway.”

“Technically it is yours… you picked this place.” You smiled before he shrugged and went, “oh bine.” [oh well]

“You are right though… out of the two of us… I am the monster in this story.”

“No Doll.” Bucky whispered, “He is.”

His eyes shot open and the knocking on the door, he looked to the window to see the city lights, and rain drops blanketing the city, as the knocking came again, his youthful body raising from the wooden floor that was heated as his feet carried him to the door, “This better be good Sam.”

He swung open the door, fully expecting Sam to be there, but instead he just saw you, your face stained with tears as you pulled your blanket tighter around your shoulders, eyes were from looking at his face to your black slipper the second he opened the door, his fingers finding your chin though and raising it slowly to look at your glassy eyes.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you. I can just go back to our..”

“What’s wrong Doll?” He asked, before you leaned forward and rested your head against his chest, and whispered, “He was just… so angry.”

“What did he do to you?”

“Just argued.” You whispered, “The moment I walked in the door, he came out of the bedroom and said I made him look like a fool, kissing his best friend like that. I told him he made himself look like a fool hanging all over Sharon the whole night. And then it just went on and on until finally I told him I wanted to go to bed. I pushed past him not even thinking, and when I opened the door… she was there.”

“Who?”

“Sharon.” You whispered

“Oh I am gonna punch him.” Bucky went to push past him, but your voice stopped him, “No need to, he has been with her the entirety of our relationship.”

“I’m sorry, what?” His eyes met yours, as your voice came out, barely a whisper, “He has been cheating on me with Sharon since the second month we were together, he claims it will look bad on him if they start dating, since he is in love with Peggy, and that he never really loved her, and he only has eyes for me, and I am a bitch for thinking he would ever cheat on me with Peggy’s great niece. But I always knew…. But he always said I would look like a fool for leaving, and that he is the best I can do… and that he is loyal. But tonight…. Tonight was all the proof I needed.”

“So leave him.”

“I can’t.”

“Why?”

“Because he is right… if I dump him, all the secrets came out, and America’s golden boy isn’t so golden… so to save his image, and not make myself look like a fool, I stay.”

And then Bucky did the unthinkable, he cradled your chin in his hand, and looked you in the eye, “one year… give me one year and I will prove to you that you deserve so much better than him.”

“What?”

“I want you, I want to show you that you and Steve are wrong about you. So starting tonight I want to start dating you, behind their backs just like they did to you. And I will show you just how you should be treated. “

“And when the year is up?”

“If I haven’t proven to you just how special you are…. I will leave you be, and never bother you again.”

“Deal.” You said without even thinking about his offer, and with that you pushed him into the apartment and began to kiss him. Soon your clothes littered his living room floor as your bare skin was thrusted into the leather of his couch, each moan louder than the next as his cock pulsated inside you, his lips attached to your neck as your whole world changed.

You left the hotel hand in hand, your jacket zipped up, and hood pulled as his collar covered his face, and his sunglasses shielded his eyes.

“Thank you for staying, hope you used those condoms I gave you. Trust me, you don’t want your spawn finding out he was conceived here.”

“Sounds like you are speaking from experience.” Bucky replied in a Romanian Accent, as the kid got all red, and lied, “Definitely not.”

“Good day sir.” He answered before dragging you out the door and into the gloomy rain, his hand still gripping yours as he hailed you a cab. Once the yellow vehicle stopped he looked to you before you got into it, “I love you.”

“What?” You asked, knowing this was not the plan for departure.

“I love you, you don’t have to say it back, but I just needed you to know that someone does actually love you, even if Steve doesn’t.”

“I have to go.” You answered, before getting into the cab, and telling him the address of the apartment complex around the corner from the tower, your eyes watering as you regretted not saying it back.

[ghostofaboy]

Day One - Kinktober 2024

Day 1: Leather & Latex / Frottage / Dirty Talk Frankie Morales/Marcus Pike Rating: Explicit | Word Count: 820 Warnings: Frottage, one cheeky finger in the butt.

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Marcus chuckled softly against Frankie’s lips as the pilot’s fingers found his hair, weaving their way through the still damp locks as their bodies pressed together. Frankie huffed in response, moving to bury his face into Marcus’ neck to pepper the skin with kisses.

“Babe,” Marcus sighed happily, still laughing gently, “we can’t. I have to leave for work.”

“I know,�� Frankie muttered, pulling back slightly to look into his boyfriend’s eyes. “But I’m horny, we’re both hard, and no one will miss you if you’re half an hour late.”

“They will!” Marcus shook his head with a big smile. “Someone will call, and I’ll have to answer the phone while I’m bent over wi-”

With a moan, Frankie cut Marcus off mid-sentence, capturing his lips with his own all the while rubbing his aching erection against his lover’s. Breaking the kiss Marcus sighed, giving Frankie an amused look.

“Five minutes.”

“Twenty.” Frankie countered, reaching down to rub Marcus’ straining cock through his underwear. Marcus bucked into his hand, moaning softly. 

“Ten.” Marcus breathed out. “But you can’t fuck me, we can’t…”

“Ten.” Frankie smiled in agreement, pulling away to quickly grab the clothes out of Marcus’ hands and toss them onto the floor. “We’ll be quick I promise.”

“What are you-?” Marcus began, faltering as Frankie tugged his underwear off to release his already weeping cock. 

“Shh.” Frankie pulled off his shorts, his erection bobbing as he grabbed Marcus to drag him closer. “Kiss me.”

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Frankie pulled Marcus down onto his lap, trapping their cocks between their bodies as he began to plunder the younger man’s mouth. 

Easing his tongue into Marcus’ mouth, Frankie wasted no time in reaching around to grab his boyfriend’s ass with both hands, then he began to rock his hips. Marcus gasped into Frankie’s lips as the stronger pilot rolled his hips in time with Frankie’s, rubbing their cocks together slightly. Marcus understood immediately what Frankie wanted, and the friction was good, sending jolts of pleasure through them both. But it could be better.

Breaking the kiss, Marcus wrapped one arm around Frankie’s neck as he reached between their bodies and took hold of their cocks. Then, locking eyes with Frankie, Marcus began to gently pump. The goal here wasn’t to jack them both off together, although he’d done that plenty of times, instead Marcus focused on keeping the burning heads of their erections touching. 

Frankie let his head drop back with a loud moan, bucking his hips as Marcus sped up and slowed down, using their own precum as lube. 

“Eyes on me,” Marcus growled, causing Frankie to snap his head back up, his grip on Marcus’ ass tightening. “Look at me when you cum.”

“Yes sir.” Frankie breathed, his dark brown eyes almost black with lust.

The arousal washed over both of them, sweat clinging to their bodies, as each pump and twist of Marcus' clever hand stoked the fire inside them. Marcus could see Frankie gazing at him, his eyes glazed with the dizzying anticipation of desire. His beautiful curls were plastered to his forehead while he whimpered softly, each quiet whine a plea to Marcus to let him cum.

Usually, Marcus would be happy to draw this out, to keep them both on the edge for as long as they could stand it until they were on the verge of going mad. But not today. Today he was acutely aware of the time, so it was with a little disappointment that Marcus picked up the pace, stroking their twitching cocks faster and faster, as Frankie continued to rock his hips while a cheeky finger found its way into his ass.

“‘m close.” Frankie’s words were slurred as a shudder rippled through him.

“I am-I’m-” Marcus opened his mouth to speak, as he suddenly fell over the edge, his body jerking forward as he shot ropes of hot, thick release up over Frankie’s stomach and chest. 

“Shitshitshit.” Frankie babbled, rocking Marcus into him more frantically, desperate to chase his own climax.

But all Marcus knew was static, light, and tremors as his orgasm ripped through him. Arching his back, Marcus let out a loud cry as he emptied himself over his lover. He could feel Frankie was still gripping him, as Marcus’ blinked away the ecstasy, allowing the world to reform around him. 

“Fuck.” He panted, looking down between their bodies. His hand was still gripping their cocks, sticky from his release, and apparently, Frankie’s judging from the pilot’s blissed-out face. “Did you cum baby?”

Frankie just nodded, a sly smile forming on his lips as he gently ease his finger out of Marcus’ ass. Marcus felt a wave of disappointment wash over him.

“I missed it.” He pouted, glancing over at the clock. There were still at least ten more minutes before he really needed to start hurrying. “Fuck me in the shower?”