#char: Natasha Romanov

[hopelesslygaysstuff]

October 10 - Squirting

pairing: dom!WandaNat x sub!Reader

summary: Your girlfriends fuck you, and you squirt from the pleasure.

content warnings: squirting, slight overstimulation, strap-on, vibrator

word count: 1.2k+

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Red hair, green eyes, and an overwhelming sensation of pleasure. These were the only things you could think about, your vision swimming with black dots as your back arches. 

“Fuck, I-”

A light slap is delivered to your inner thigh. “Language, Detka.”

You inhale deeply, burying your head in the crook of Wanda’s neck. Her sweet vanilla scent wraps around your brain, and you kiss her neck as her hands resume their harsh fondling of your chest. 

Wanda is underneath you, her warm body sliding against yours with each thrust of Natasha’s hips. Your other girlfriend is pumping her strap deep inside you, causing your throbbing clit to bump against Wanda’s with every thrust. 

“Go faster, Natasha,” Wanda says, her voice commanding and causing your brain to go even fuzzier. Her fingers are strong, twisting and pinching your nipples as Natasha increases her pace. 

You can feel her fingers digging into your hips, pulling you back on her strap as she fucks you. Natasha is grunting, her voice low and raspy as she begins to speak. 

“Fuck, baby. You feel so good… no don’t muffle yourself, I want to hear your pretty little sounds while I fuck you dumb.” A hand finds your hair, wrenching your head away from the comfort of Wanda’s neck. 

Green eyes with blown pupils look back at you, a small smirk on Wanda’s face as she watches your eyebrows thread in pleasure, your mouth hanging open. A few whines escape you, before a particularly harsh thrust of Natasha’s hips causes a series of moans to claw their way from your throat.

“God you sound pathetic, all dumb and needy for me. Isn't that right? You just love being a little slut for us, don’t you, sweetheart. Say it.” 

You don’t respond right away, your head drooping slightly in Natasha’s grasp as you attempt to get some words out. Wanda’s eyes harden, her hand coming up to wrap around your throat, squeezing the sides as she raises an eyebrow. 

“Natasha asked you a question and gave you a command, sweetheart.”

Nodding quickly, you let out a small whimper at the sensation of Natasha’s strap sliding easily in and out of you. 

“Yes, I-” you cut yourself off with a moan, feeling Wanda’s warning squeeze when you don’t continue. “I love being your slut, thank you.”

The last few words are shaky and broken up with high-pitched whimpers as Natasha slams her hips against you. You can feel the tip of her strap reaching deep inside you, pleasurable bolts of pleasure causing your pussy to spasm around her. 

“Good job, pet. Why don’t you cum again as a reward?” Wanda’s voice is soft, and you look at her with pleading eyes. She tilts her head, “What, you don’t like Mommy’s reward?”

“No I love your reward I- it’s just- it feels too good,” you say, your voice soft as Natasha chuckles behind you. 

“It’s supposed to feel good, that means I’m doing something right.” 

“Why don’t I help you out,” Wanda says, reaching over towards the nightstand. You watch with wide eyes as another orgasm rises within you in response to Natasha’s harsh thrusts. Wanda’s fingers wrap around a red vibrator, and you moan at the thought. 

Bringing it over, Wanda clicks it on to a medium setting, smirking at you as she drags it over your nipples.

“When I put this on your desperate little clit, I want you to thank me, okay?”

“Yes, Mommy.”

Wanda smiles at that, moving the vibrator down to where Natasha’s strap is pumping deep inside you. You can feel your arousal leaking down your thighs and smearing all over your ass and Natasha’s hips with each thrust of her hips. 

The vibrator is placed directly on the tip of your clit, pressing down firmly and slipping around slightly from your slick arousal. 

Holy fuck does it feel good. 

“Thank you… mmphfffh. Fu- I mean… god it feels so good,” you moan out, feeling pleasure rising rapidly within you. 

The stimulation is almost too much to handle, your orgasm swelling as you hear Natasha breathing heavily behind you, her pace brutal. Wanda clicks the vibrator up again, the sensation causing your orgasm to finally tip over the edge. 

The pleasure is blinding, your body shaking as you feel your pussy clenching tightly around Natsha’s strap. She forces it deeper, hitting your oversensitive walls as the stimulation builds to an almost painful level. 

You can hear squelching sounds, her strap sliding out on accident. Natasha quickly slides it back in, rocking her hips forwards and drawing out your orgasm for as long as possible. 

“Holy shit, Wands… she squirted all over me.”

“Fuck, baby. Let me lick it all up.” Wanda begins to descend your body, letting your upper half collapse into the pillows as she positions her face beneath your dripping pussy. 

You know you must look like a drenched mess, but Wanda doesn’t seem to notice or care as she begins to eat you out fervently. You hear Natasha slide her strap into Wanda, and the bed begins to move as she begins to fuck her. 

Wanda’s tongue feels amazing against you, strong and sliding easily between your folds. She swirls it around your clit before sucking it into her mouth gently, your hips rutting against her face slightly at the stimulation. 

“Still so desperate, even when you’re tired,” she remarks, and you chuckle softly. 

You feel her move down, her tongue pressing against your entrance, slipping easily inside as she cleans you up. She runs her tongue over your inner thighs, kissing the soft skin there as she does so. 

“Fuck, Mommy’s going to cum… you just keep rutting your hips against my face, love. I want to eat you out while I cum from Natasha’s big strap,” Wanda’s words are slightly slurred, her tongue moving slower and less coordinated as she starts to moan low. 

“That’s right, cum all over my cock, Malyshka. Cum over the same cock that made our girl squirt,” Natasha says. You can hear her slamming her hips into Wanda’s, burying her strap deep inside the woman. 

That tips Wanda over the edge, her moans muffled by you as you continue to rut your sensitive pussy and clit over her mouth. Her lips close around your clit, sucking strongly as she trembles from her orgasm. You cum too, soft waves of pleasure making their way through your tired body.  

Collapsing completely, you feel Wanda shimmy out from underneath you. She moves to lay beside you, pulling you against her as Natasha slips behind you, easing her strap back into your still-dripping hole. 

You whine, wanting to rest for a bit.

“Don’t worry, detka. I just want you to cockwarm for a bit okay? You already did so well tonight, you deserve more of my cock, don’t you?”

Nodding you feel Wanda begin to hum as you bury your head in her chest. Her hands gently rub you back, and you can hear her kiss Natasha softly. 

“Just rest for a bit, love,” Wanda murmurs, “I want to watch you squirt again, and you need all your energy for that.”

Ah. Fuck. This was going to be the best (and longest)  night of your life.

[marveltrumpshate]

Bruce Banner & Tony Stark, Jane Foster & Tony Stark, Jane Foster/Thor, Jane Foster & Thor, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Bruce Banner & Clint Barton & Steve Rogers & Natasha Romanov & Tony Stark & Thor, Darcy Lewis & Tony Stark

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Bruce Banner & Tony Stark, Jane Foster & Tony Stark, Jane Foster/Thor, Jane Foster & Thor, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Bruce Banner & Clint Barton & Steve Rogers & Natasha Romanov & Tony Stark & Thor, Darcy Lewis & Tony Stark Characters: Jane Foster, Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton, Thor (Marvel), Nick Fury, Maria Hill, James “Rhodey” Rhodes, Darcy Lewis, Pepper Potts, Loki (Marvel) Additional Tags: Science Bros, But now with added Jane to make it even more epic, Tony/Pepper and Thor/Jane are background, Marvel Trumps Hate 2022 Summary:

“Doctor Banner is only here to track the cube,” Nick Fury said, entering the room with something that reminded Jane of a school principle. But… more deadly. “I was hoping you might join him. I did not, however, invite Doctor Foster.”

Jane raised her eyebrows under Fury’s pinning stare, refusing to be intimidated. Refusing to react as every other eye in the room quickly swivelled to find her. Refused to look at Thor as he let out a sharp little cry of surprise that was almost her name.

“I brought her along. I need her,” Tony said without missing a beat. “She’s my emotional support astrophysicist. I have a doctor’s note and everything.”

From his pocket, he pulled out the crumpled piece of paper that Darcy had scrawled on, cackling at their joke as she used the car hood as a desk.

~~~ What if Jane Foster had been (sort of) invited to the Helicarrier to help track the Tesseract? A slightly different look at the events of The Avengers.

[innkeepercore]

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[alwaysabrighterdarkness]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Captain America (Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanov Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Natasha Romanov (Marvel) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Soulmates, Soul Bond, Angst, Hopeful Ending Series: Part 2 of Soulmates for ZG Summary:

“Reasons why someone uses cover up on their arms,” he said evenly, mid-strike while he and Nat were sparing just a few days later.

“Injury, scarring, tattoos, birthmarks, soulmarks, to practice concealing any of the above,” she listed without missing a beat. “Also, just because they want to.”

Bucky didn’t respond immediately, unsure if any of the listed reasons pinged anywhere in his mind or if he was just wishing they would.

“I haven’t figured out why Steve does though,” She tacked on a moment later, seeing straight through his attempts at keeping neutral.

Part two of the Soulmates AU ficlet series for ZepysGirl for @marveltrumpshate

[wlwloverwrites]

Teacher’s Pet I

Pairing: Professor!Natasha Romanoff x Virgin!Reader 

Summary: You're unprepared for Friday’s test. 

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1050

Teacher’s Pet Masterlist 

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II III IV

“Come on, Y/N. It’s one night.” 

You sighed as you looked over to your roommate, Wanda, who begged you to go out with her. Her small purse hung off her shoulder. She wore a low cut blouse paired with dark skinny jeans. She's urged you to ‘have fun’ and by fun she meant drinking until you could barely stand, let alone speak. She wasn’t the best influence, but at least she never stole anything from your mini fridge.

“I can’t, Wanda.”

“Why?” she groans, slumping onto the doorway. 

“I have to study for Romanoff’s test that’s next Friday.” 

“Ugh! You're her star student. Skip studying just for tonight.”

Her words suddenly made you shy and quiet. Twirling your pen between your fingers as you avoid eye contact. You can’t go out. You have a test to study for. Not any test, one of Romanoff’s test. Her tests are the hardest and almost impossible to pass. Wanda knows what your silence means. She also knows that if she pushes too much its more likely you’ll skip the next time she invites you out.

“Fine. Only because it’s Romanoff! Next time there’s no excuse.” She scolds, pointing her finger at you. You laugh while nodding your head.

“Be safe!” you called out as Wanda made her way out the door with a wave and a friendly kiss.

You’re nose deep in your textbook, absorbing all the book has to offer. Switching through red, black, and blue pens for your notes. Occasionally reaching for your white out. Reading the paragraphs under your breath in a whisper. Your eyelids felt heavy, your body was screaming for sleep. Twirling your favorite pen, the tip of the cap is rough with your bite marks. Sighing softly when you accidentally dropped your pen. You didn’t even notice you began to bounce your legs until you had to stop to bend down and pick up your pen.

“Five more minutes.”

Rolling your shoulders as you begin to read again. You finish the fifth chapter. Great! Four more to go. Maybe you could just close your eyes for a second. Yeah, four chapters can wait until tomorrow. You close your book and make your way to your small twin size bed. Making sure you charged your phone before closing your eyes. Little did you know... That’s the second your phone lit up.

An email from Professor Romanoff:

Test tomorrow. Be ready.

Silly eyes had read the date on her latest update wrong. Your test was this Friday not the next. Sadly, you didn’t hear your phone or get the chance to read the update while you were rushing out the door and into her class the next morning.

-

“Доброе утро.” Good Morning.

You sit up straight as you repeat the same dialect to your Professor. You squeeze your legs tight when you take in her outfit, black flared pants and a slim-tight white long sleeve. She was your favorite part of your morning. Always so elegant and strong, someone you looked up to and craved validation from. You want to hear her praise you and smile at you.

Always dreaming of the fantasy of her loving you.

Her eyes scan the room, taking in any empty seats. Your heart races when her eyes meet yours. There’s a small smile on her lips as she nods at you. The small gesture makes you giddy almost in a dreamy way. Unknowingly your pen finds its way in your mouth, a nervous habit you did when your mind went to your own fantasy land. A false world where your professor’s red hair was between your thighs under your short pleaded skirt. So enchanted by her character, her voice, her body. The fantasy was simply harmless.

“Clear your desks.”

Your eyes nearly popped out of your head. Why was she asking us to clear our desks? Like a lost puppy you look around you and see everyone moving their things off their desks and closing their computers.

“Miss Y/N.” Your professor’s voice pulls your attention and you notice you’re the only student with your things out. Your colorful pens are nearly placed on the corner of your desk. Next to your pens was your macbook with a pastel pink case. “Did you not hear me?”

“Yes- No. I heard you, Professor.”

“Good,” she dismisses, pointing her finger at your things. Quickly you move your things off your desk, accidentally dropping your binder. Cursing to yourself when the sound almost echoes in the large, silent classroom.

“I’m sorry, Professor. What are we doing?” The whispers around me made you want to sink in a hole. Were you late to class? No of course not. You made sure you were on time. You even skip your daily trip to your coffee shop when you ran out the door.

“Our test.”

“Oh.” Fuck.

An unbothered Natasha averts her attention to passing out the packet of papers. Panic takes over your body when she reaches closer to your row, you had no idea you had a test today. 

“Did you know we had a test today?” you whisper to the girl next to you. Your heart sinks to your stomach when she laughs.

“Come on teacher’s pet, she told us the test was on Friday.” The words fall from her mouth as if it’s obvious.

“Next Friday..” you correct.

“This Friday.”

You open your mouth to reply but shut it as you see a thick packet was handed to you. Quickly you grab one and pass the others down your row. Your heart is hammering as you stare at the first blank page. You didn’t know half the material on the fuckin’ test.

“120 minutes.” Your scared eyes follow the woman, watching as she sets the larger timer. “Time starts now.”

Flipping through the pages, you sigh when you don’t recognize half the material. You answer the best you could, filling in the small bubbles after rereading each question. Reassuring yourself that if you reread each question you’d get the correct answer. This was not the case. No, in fact you had gotten one of the lowest scores, so of course the very next day you had been called into her office.

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[radiantbeams]

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Dark Days are Over

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by SpideyRoo

Antoj could hardly remember The End. All he could make out were glimpses of his life being ripped from his fingers, his parents being brutally slaughtered, and his home torn to shreds.

He could smell their burning scales and hear their shrill shrieks to never forget himself and never tell others his identity.

He remembered the dampness and stinging of his tears falling down his charred scales as he crawled up under his mother's gentle wing and watched the life slowly drain from her eyes, a soft smile never leaving her mouth.

Then he remembered being gripped strongly and taken away by someone with lanky arms, bright green eyes and soft black hair.

That stranger was with him for almost a hundred years. Antoj grew to love him. Then one day he was gone. Without warning, just gone. He never learned his name.

That was about to change.

Words: 5221, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Loki (Marvel), Tony Stark, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton, Thor (Marvel), Steve Rogers, Bruce Banner, Nick Fury

Relationships: Loki/Tony Stark

Additional Tags: Avenger Loki (Marvel), Hurt Loki (Marvel), Tony Stark Has A Heart, Loki Needs a Hug (Marvel), Dragon Tony Stark, Asgardian Tony Stark, not exactly, but it still fits, Tony Stark Has Magic, Magic, References to Norse Religion & Lore, Marvel Norse Lore, probably not accurate norse mythology, Aftermath of Torture, Mind Control, Implied/Referenced Mind Control, Loki was innocent, Mind Controlled Loki, SHIELD is Evil, Hurt Tony Stark, Hurt/Comfort, Team as Family, starts out as hurt, ends as fluff and comfort, Fluff, Dragons, Happy Ending, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Immortal Tony Stark, BAMF Tony Stark, Swearing, and a lot of it, i think

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[buckbylightning]

Captain America, Tony Stark, the alive Iron Man suit, Natasha Romanov, and Hawkeye.

get drunk with: hawkeye i thikn that could be fun!! make out with: tony date: nat my beloved marry: cap i guess he seems like good marriage material eortisdfghksd punch: idk what alive iron man suit is but ig that since technically its still just a suit or something : D

send me five chars

[stuckony-summer-stocking]

FestiveFerret

Highest Rating: E Fandoms:   Marvel Cinematic Universe     Tags: Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Sam Wilson (Marvel), Clint Barton, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Alternate Universe, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fluff, Falling In Love, Polyamory Negotiations, Sexual Content, Alternate Universe - BDSM, Misunderstandings, Emotional Hurt/Comfort,  AnimalsTropes, Arranged Marriage, Romantic Comedy, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Happy Ending, Sharing Clothes, Sharing a Bed, Soulmates, Love Short Prompts: 1)   Alpha/Alpha or Dom/Dom couple meets Omega or sub 2)   Animal shelter AU 3)   Road trip Long Prompts: 1)   Steve, Tony, and Bucky are assigned to be suite/roommates at college. They don't get along until they really do. 2)   Friends with benefits where all three hook up for threesomes (because they horny like that) but don't realize they have feelings until it's complicated, and then it's chaos and confessions time. 3)   One is An Important Person (p much any style of AU works. important alpha? king? anything!) and is arranged to marry the other two at the same time for political reasons. At first, the two are wary and jealous of each other but they soon team up to take care of each other. Then it turns out the man they've been assigned to marry is wonderful and lovable too, and not as scary as they originally thought.

Do Not Wants: Sad/ambiguous endings, woobification of one char (especially Tony - this includes the soldiers ignoring Tony's need to consent or teaming up to excessively baby him), graphic underage, bathroom kinks, stories that revolve entirely around a char's sexuality or gender id, major character death (unless temp or presumed, in which case yummm), CACW discourse, IW discourse, EG discourse, any character hate/bashing/negativity, any canon hate/bashing/negativity, dark!characters. Likes: I like pretty much anything tropey! The hurtier the hurt and then the comfier the comfort, the better. Please feel free to go wildly off my prompts. I prefer get together to established, but also happy with any branch established and then getting the third. I like conflict that is resolved happily! My idea of a happy ending is all three men in a positive, loving relationship together, though I'm also open to certain branches being metamours, instead, as long as it ends with everyone happy with things as they are. Treats: I love allllll animals, especially ferrets. I cook, knit, crochet, and garden. I love pictures of pretty yarn, kind messages, anything to do with any of my fanworks, puzzles and brain teasers. 

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[voxofthevoid]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: Rape/Non-Con Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Tony Stark Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Winter Soldier Bucky Barnes, Winter Soldier Steve Rogers, Not Captain America: The First Avenger Compliant, Post-Captain America: The Winter Soldier, Canon-Typical Violence, Bucky Barnes Recovering, Unhealthy Relationships, Consensual Sex, Dubious Consent, Fifty Shades of Consent, Rough Sex, Face Slapping, Identity Issues, Nothing is Beautiful and Everything Hurts, Angst With A Twisted Ending

Summary:

The memories trickle in. Never a whole picture. Puzzle pieces with half the edges missing.

Tampere brings war. Gunfire. A grinning man with plump cheeks hidden under a monstrous mustache. A woman whose mouth is redder than blood. A smiling man in round spectacles, needle in hand and death in his eyes. A faceless, nameless someone’s fingers warm around his own cold ones.

Five days in Managua are spent barely leaving his hotel room as his mind reconstructs, with brutal clarity, the streets and shops of Brooklyn. Images without context. Dark cinemas and grey mornings and the knobs of someone’s spine under his fingers. Snapshots from a life he never lived, not this confused creature who clawed his way out of the charred remains of Sergeant James Barnes and drowned the last of the Winter Soldier in the Potomac.

They come and they go, the ghosts. Bucky grows familiar with them without ever truly knowing them.

In Bucharest, Bucky remembers him.

The Captain. - Bucky is not the only Winter Soldier.

[hopelesslygaysstuff]

October 22 - Forced Orgasm

pairing: dom!Natasha x sub!Reader

summary: Natasha forces you to spill your secrets, and your cum.

content warnings: lowkey kidnapping, interrogation, handjob, reader has a penis

word count: 1.1k+

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comments and reblogs are always appreciated! happy reading ♡

“God, you look pathetic.” 

Rolling your eyes at the words, you glare at Natasha as she circles you. You would speak, but the well-trained spy had gagged you hours ago. Apparently, she’d grown tired of your ‘smart mouth’, so here you were. 

When you’d signed up to work for your boss, you’d never expected to be interrogated by the Black Widow. Evidently, your boss had been running some super illegal underground operation (you truly had no idea what was going on), and you’d just so happened to be in the office when Natasha had broken in to steal some files. 

She also stole you, forcing you into her car after tying your hands up in the name of gaining more information directly from the company’s employees. You wondered if you could sue the Avengers for kidnapping. 

You wouldn’t say you were particularly… unhappy with how the day was going. After all, you’re on your knees with a gag stuck in your mouth, your clothes having been ripped off by the hottest woman you’d ever laid eyes on. You’d gotten hard during the car ride and it still hadn’t gone down, not even after Natasha had secured a spreader bar between your thighs to keep your legs apart and restrained your hands to the wall behind you. 

Dark green eyes lock with yours as Natasha slowly bends down and crutches in front of you. Your chest is heaving slightly, and you can feel yourself twitch as she raises a single eyebrow. 

“What were you doing at work on a Saturday?” Natasha asks, her eyes glancing down at the way your cock jumps to the sound of her raspy voice. 

“Mmmpphh,” you say, your shoulders sagging slightly at the way her smirk widens. You feel so helpless… fuck, your cock throbbed again at that thought. 

Natasha smiles wider, her hands slowly coming up to caress your thighs, her sharp nails digging into your skin. You look down and watch with her as your cock throbs and twitches as she leaves angry red lines on your skin. You can see the swollen, red tip leaking precum as it jerks, and you resist the urge to thrust your hips forward. 

“You like this, don’t you?” she mutters, her smile wide as you nod. A pathetic whimper escapes you, the sound high-pitched as her hands slowly move from your thighs and toward your hips. 

“Will you answer my questions?”

You almost nod, but then your brain starts working. If you answer her questions, she’ll probably just leave you, unsatisfied and rock hard, as soon as she gets what she wants. 

Shaking your head no, you glare at her defiantly. Her brows furrow, those green eyes narrowing dangerously. Her fingers dig into your hips, and you let out a faint whimper at the pain, your hips rutting forward slightly. 

“Fine, let’s see if you can handle a bit of persuasion,” she growls, her hand finally wrapping around your length. 

God, it feels so fucking good. She’s moving her hand slowly, her other reaching for a bottle of oil. 

Wait. Oil?

Natasha flips the lid open, drizzling the warm body oil directly on top of your cock before pumping her hand to evenly distribute it. You let out a moan, your eyes bulging at the sensation. 

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” she asks, her eyes watching your reactions. You nod eagerly, wanting to thrust your hips, the spreader bar stopping much movement. Her hand moves faster, her grip tightening when she reaches the head of your cock, squeezing it. 

The pressure builds within you, and you’re gasping into the gag as you let out a series of moans. Natasha’s hand doesn’t stop, her fingers wrapped firmly around you as she pushes you towards the brink. 

“Wanna talk now?” she asks, her other hand coming up to tangle with your hair. She wrenches your head up, exposing your neck and forcing eye contact. You shake your head, your breaths shuddering as your chest heaves. 

You’ve never felt this much pleasure before, your cock being expertly handled while you’re unable to do anything about it. After this, you doubt you’ll ever be able to feel true pleasure unless you’re bound and helpless. You can quite literally feel the kink planting itself inside of you, and you let out a pathetic little whimper when her hand moves faster. 

Natasha jerks her thumb over the head of your cock, the body oil and your precum mixing together as you moan and hold back a sob. You’re so fucking sensitive. 

“You don’t wanna cooperate? Fine,” Natasha spits, her hand moving even faster as she squeezes hard. You nearly cum right then and there, but her other hand reaches down and grabs your ball, holding them tightly in her hand and preventing you from orgasming. “Let's see if I can break your will.”

You shake your head, feeling your muscles clench desperately. You hold back your orgasm, not wanting the fun to end. Your eyes water slightly, the pleasure overwhelming as her hand pumps your cock faster. 

“You’re going to cum whether you want to or not,” Natasha growls, her hand moving faster. You groan, and she bites into your neck before murmuring, “Don’t hold back.”

Her fingers release your balls, and they tighten up immediately. You can feel the waves of pleasure becoming all-consuming, the need to cum taking over your brain. Her hand squeezes your cock as she pumps, pleasure emanating from your cock as you feel your orgasm take over. 

Her thumb swipes over the head of your cock, and you explode, spurts of cum covering her hand and part of her thighs. You throw your head back as much as your restraints will allow, your muscles flexing as you moan. The pleasure is all-consuming, her hand working you through your orgasm as you groan and shudder, your arms painfully pulling at your restraints as you gasp. 

Your cock starts to go limp, her fingers squeezing out the last bits of cum as you shudder. She continues to slowly jerk your cock, her movement lazy as she watches you. 

“Will you tell me what you know?”

You nod, your eyes glazed as your body trembles and protests against more pleasure. The traitorous cock between your legs twitches again, already hardening under her touch. 

Natasha rips your gag off, her eyes lighting up as she takes in your tired form. She’s finally broken you down, and she can’t wait for you to spill all of your secrets. Her fingers curl under your chin, forcing you to look at her as you finally speak. 

You smile. 

“I’m just the intern.”

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[etherealenigma]

Chapters: 3/? Fandom: Captain Marvel (2019), Captain Marvel (Marvel Comics), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Carol Danvers/Yon-Rogg Characters: Carol Danvers, Yon-Rogg (Marvel), Maria Rambeau, Monica Rambeau, Minn-Erva (Marvel), Bron-Char (Marvel), Att-Lass (Marvel), Korath-Thak, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Steve Rogers, Peggy Carter, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Yelena Belova, Peter Parker, Wendy Marvell Additional Tags: Edwardian Period, Alternate Universe - Edwardian, 1900s, Character tags subject to change when I figure out what’s going on, Yonvers - Freeform, Forbidden Love, Arranged Marriage, Slow(ish?) burn Summary: Carol Danvers is an American heiress of the Danvers Railroad Company desperate for adventure in the great wide world and a voice of her own. With her arranged marriage to an oil miner fastly approaching in the fall, she has one more summer in Boston before returning to New York and giving up her last fragments of freedom. But when the Rogg’s, owners of the largest, most senior textile corporation in England, join her family for their summer getaway to broker a deal to furnish all Danvers’ train cars, perhaps such dreams are not so far out of reach thanks to their eldest son and future successor, Yon Rogg. 
Newest chapter is up and you should like totally go read it 🥺😉  

[innkeepercore]

“No, Tasha. It’s a hotel. You can’t break in.”

Prompt by myimperfectform

[ao3feed-stucky]

by ransomdrysdale

Steve Rogers loves his kid and his job. Sarah's four going on twenty five and raising her on his own is the biggest accomplishment of his life. Being a chef and senior editor for Bon Appetit comes in a close second.

Bucky Barnes has finally found contentment as a pastry chef at a midtown bakery after his car accident, and has grown used to his quiet little routine when Pepper Potts, Stark Industries CEO and the woman who runs half of Manhattan, turns his life upside-down and offers him a job at her magazine.

Soon after, Bucky's found himself at a work station, in front of a camera, attempting to make a gourmet version of [insert candy and/or snack product] for millions of people to watch on YouTube.

Oh, and he's fallen in love with that ridiculous blonde lumberbro and his adorable daughter.

Or: The SteveBucky Bon Appetit AU

Words: 2081, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Captain America - All Media Types, Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M, M/M

Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, America Chavez, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Hope Van Dyne, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Clint Barton, Scott Lang, Pepper Potts, Alpine the Cat (Marvel), Lucky (Hawkeye), Other Character Tags to Be Added

Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes & Natasha Romanov, Steve Rogers & Sam Wilson, Steve Rogers & Thor, Alpine the Cat & James "Bucky" Barnes, Other Relationship Tags to Be Added

Additional Tags: Kid Fic, Mutual Pining, Alternate Universe - Chefs, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Modern: No Powers, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Food Porn, Thor (Marvel) is a Good Bro, Natasha Romanov Is a Good Bro, Sam Wilson Is a Good Bro, Baking, Stress Baking

[flerkin-marvelous]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Carol Danvers/Yon-Rogg Characters: Yon-Rogg (Marvel), Carol Danvers, Peter Parker, Peter Quill, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Tony Stark, Nick Fury, Minn-Erva (Marvel), Bron-Char (Marvel), Att-Lass (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Bruce Banner, Hulk (Marvel), Venom, Eddie Brock, T'Challa (Marvel), M'Baku (Marvel) Additional Tags: Mind Rape, Amnesia, Alternate Universe, Violence, Romance, Character Death, Monica Rambeau - Freeform, Supreme Intelligence - Freeform, Talos - Freeform, Anelle - Freeform, Mar-vell - Freeform, rocket - Freeform, Groot - Freeform Series: Part 1 of Infinity and Beyond Summary:

The Skrulls have infiltrated Earth, so Earth has reached out to Hala for assistance. The Supreme Intelligence has dispatched Yon-Rogg and his team to assist as requested by Fury much to Carols disdain.

[macdav]

Where Were You (1/?)

Summary: You, Tony, and Nebula have miraculously made it back to Earth from Titan, and you find that Thanos’ plan managed to spare some who had been gone for a little more than awhile.

Characters: Reader, Thor, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Nebula, Natasha Romanov, Rocket Raccoon

A/N: Pure angst. Eventual Thor x Reader. I actually liked doing this so I’m making this a multi-chapter fic.

Prompt: “Hope you’re doing okay. it’s been awhile.” For @thorsthot writing challenge.

Word Count: 1.5k+

*Aboard Nebula’s ship, headed to the Avengers compound*

“You’ve never been to Earth. I have. Therefore, I will be the one in control.”

You make a face towards Tony. “I’ve been to earth, too. Idiot.”

“Yeah, but I’ve done more things in the atmosphere, relatively, so I’ll just do you two a favor and get us home.” Tony pauses and glances at Nebula. “Smoothly.”

Nebula smirks. “This is my ship. And I, at any moment, can throw you out into the vacuum of space. Choose your words wisely.”

“Too late for that. By the way, your ship might not survive the entry.” Your attention is drawn to small flames outside the window that quickly grow to engulf the ship.

“What?” Nebula lunges for the controls and yells at the ship’s computer system. “Engage reverse thrusters!”

“This isn’t your ship, Stark!” She snarls.

Tony raises his hands in defense. “Hey, hey. This thing is a piece of junk anyways.”

“Tony!” You yell. “None of us are going to survive if you two keep arguing. We’ve literally turned into a meteorite.”

“Yeah, okay, okay, I hear you.” Tony turns his back and begans to do a systems check. “Is there a cooling system in here?”

“I don’t know. You’re in control. Figure it out.” Nebula calls bitterly over her shoulder as she walks away and turns a corner. Frustrated and running out of time, you push Tony out the captain’s chair.

“Move.” You say, and using your limited knowledge of aircrafts, you work on trying to reduce the flames outside the ship and attempt to land it somewhat safely. However, as you get closer to your destination you see that all of the landing pads are covered by scrap metal and vehicles.

“Uh, Tony....” You call out, getting no response.

“Tony, there’s no where to land!” You yell frantically, trying to lift the ship back up away from the ground. It’s no use though, and instead of the ship thrusting back up, the hand controls lock up. You get out of the seat and run towards the back to brace yourself for impact.

“Take cover!” You yell to no one in particular and shut your eyes.

The crash is drawn out and you know that the ship has probably been sent straight through half of the perfectly manicured lawn. When you open your eyes you see that nothing but the ship’s frame is left intact and Nebula and Tony are sitting in charred grass.

You take a moment, eyes blown wide, to let your body register that you are, in fact, still alive. It’s dark, cold, and quiet outside the once lively Avengers compound. It’s doesn’t seem as though any alarms were tripped or that there was anyone who heard the crash outside even though there are lights on in the building.

You stand up and walk to Tony to help him up. Nebula has already gone defensive, backing towards the edge of the woods with her weapons drawn.

It’s seems as thought Tony also knows what’s coming for them. He isn’t letting you help him get up and is instead letting his entire body weight hang down. You let go and his arm drops.

“I know what your thinking.” He whispers, mostly likely referencing the inevitable reunion of himself and a man he once called his friend.

“If you did, you’d be standing.” You retort. “Come on, its freezing out here.”

Tony doesn’t budge.

“Fine then. You two can keep each other warm.” Your hand waves between Nebula and him. As you begin to walk away, Tony calls out to you in a broken voice.

“Pepper. You think he got her too?”

“You’re not going to figure that out here, are you?” You say without stoping on your path towards a side door.

You find the door locked so you walk back to the edge ruble and look for something that can be used as a makeshift crowbar. It takes time, and multiple pieces of the ship to pop it open, but you finally manage.

The hall past the broken hinges is dimly lit and pin drop silent. You begin to wonder if there isn’t anyone home. Maybe Thanos had gotten them all, maybe the lights were systematically on to ward off would be burglars.

Your mind immediately starts running through your plan b, thinking of the fastest way to Wakanda.

A shift of the light in the hall catches your attention. In the distance, two figures are heading towards you. Your mouth starts to goes sour with nervousness and excitement.

The figures become clearer and clearer until you find yourself in a tight embrace with your feet hanging off the ground.

“Where the hell of you been.” Steve says, his voice muffled in your hair.

“Language, Captain.” You joke tearfully. Your arms form a death grip around his neck.

Steve let’s you down and Natasha steps right in to hug you as well.

“I though you had also...”

“I’m glad to see that you’re okay too.” You interrupt. “Why is it so quiet here?”

“We turned off the alarms, and all the walls are soundproofed. Everyone here is on edge. We didn’t want to make it worse.”

Natasha nodded in agreement. “Are you alone?”

“No. Tony and someone else named Nebula, they’re outside. We were the only ones left from a place called Titan. I wouldn’t approach them right now, though. They’re not really in a talking mood-“

Something brushed against your leg and startled you. Looking down, a medium sized mammal stood staring right up at you. In its hands was a gun that was more than half its size.

“I heard ya say something ‘bout Nebula.” It said. You didn’t reply, too shocked by what you were seeing.

“Is this another one Tony’s creations?” You asked shakily. Natasha laughed softly.

“Steve, get her something to eat and then send her to the med bay. I’ll take care of things here.”

Steve silently thanked her with his eyes and took you down the hall by your hand. Your feet dragged as your eyes remained locked on the talking animal.

Once you were sure that you were out of earshot, you immediately began to question Steve.

“Did Tony make that?”

“No.”

“What’s going on here, Steve?”

“I hoped you would have the answer to that.” He let go of you once in the kitchen and opened the fridge, pulling some food to make. “Did you see Thanos?”

“Yeah. We almost had him too. Unfortunately, there were a few stupid plays that were made.” You say guiltily.

“It wasn’t your fault.”

“I bet you say that to everyone.”

“I mean it.”

“I have no doubt in that.” You say and look him dead in the eyes. His gaze falls to the side and his movements falter.

“I tried calling you.” He begins to explain.

You fold your arms over your chest. “Tony called first.”

“Right.”

“Is this thing between you still going on?”

Steve slams a draw shut after pulling out untensils. “I gave him a phone with my number in it, I wrote him a note saying that he could call me whenever he needed me, I did everything on my part.”

“I’m not blaming you,” You pause for a moment. “If it helps ease your conscious, I was there when he was about to call you. But there was this spaceship and these aliens who worked for Thanos and all of a sudden I was headed to another planet with Tony, a magician who could use the time stone, the spider kid, and this group called the Guardians of the Galaxy.”

Steve looked up a the last mention. “Are the Guardians still with you?” He asked hopefully.

“No. They uh- they’re gone.” You said slowly, still coming to terms with the damage that was done.

“I’m sorry.” Steve says to fill the silence.

“Yeah. Me too.”

Steve returns to preparing a meal and you pitch in where he’ll let you. You get the urge to ask him where everyone else is when you realize that you’d rather not have that answer just yet.

You and Steve finish making food and he sits down at the breakfast bar with you and digs in.

“Did you not have dinner?” You ask.

“The serum.” He says, and you nod, immediately understanding.

The food that was made was a glorious change from the disgusting rations and un-ripe yaro root stashed on Nebula’s ship for who knows how long. Steve finishes eating first and goes to the sink to rinse his plate. Over the water running from the tap, you hear footsteps getting closer to the kitchen. Your first thought is Natasha and you look up expectantly. But before anyone comes into view, a booming voice makes the person known.

“Captain Rogers. Is that you?” It roars.

Steve looks up from the sink, to you, then to the hall that the vistor is about to come from.

You debate hiding or simply fleeing, but you find yourself frozen. The man who appears from behind the wall isn’t completely what you expect. Short blond hair, a now brown eye and facial scar, Thor is dressed casually, a large axe ready in hand, in place of mjolnir.

He opens his mouth to continue talking to Steve but the sound never falls off of his tongue.

All three occupants stand in the kitchen, in silence and almost darkness, each one of them wanting to die just a little inside.

Steve bails first and places his plate into the sink and walks straight out of the kitchen.

Thor watches him leave but you remain focused on how different he looks. When Thor turns back to you you move your gaze to some nonexistent imperfection on the table.

“(Y/N)...” Thor manages to get out. “I hope that you are doing okay.” His eyes give away that he knows that the statement is not in anyway helpful but he continues. “It’s been awhile.”

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Yeah sooooooo if you made it this far, I love you, and I’m sorry that you had to go through this mess of words. The cringe is at 100 rn