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sashaisready · 1 year ago

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Chapter Nine - Follow Me

Bucky Barnes Mob AU x Femme Reader

You're hard at work in Pepper's Bakery when notorious mob boss James 'Bucky' Barnes darkens your doorway one typical afternoon, and life is never the same again.

Warnings: Mention of vomiting, alcohol use

18+ - see Masterlist for full list of warnings

Chapter 10

Series Masterlist

Your stomach flips as you see him, every feeling you have for him suddenly back in full force as you’re painfully aware of how heavy your heart feels in your chest.

He’s dressed in all black – an immaculately tailored black suit, black shirt, black tie and his trademark black gloves. He looks perfect, as always.

A pretty brunette in a teeny skirt hovers by his side, looking like a glamorous extra in a music video. You barely have a moment to mask your disappointment when you see her.

“I’m sorry Mr. Barnes, I-” John babbles as he looks at Bucky. “I didn’t know it was you, I-”

“Get the fuck out of my club” Bucky hisses.

He grabs a fistful of John’s shirt and tosses him towards a watchful Thor who takes over - forcefully manhandling him and dragging him to the exit as John’s babbled apologies fall on deaf ears.

Bucky’s ocean blue eyes follow the route of John’s removal before he fixes them back on you again.

The brunette at his side closes the gap between the two of them, clinging possessively to his arm as she looks on at the scene in front of her. You feel a wave of sadness radiate through you.

“You okay?” he asks, his voice is monotonous but his eyes are slightly narrowed with concern as he studies you.

You nod frantically. “Yes…er…yes. Sorry. This is your club? I didn’t know…”

He nods his head, gesturing to the VIP area. His face is as stoic as it always was.

“Yep. One of the businesses I own. The boys and I come down every once in a while to unwind, let off steam”.

You nod again, feeling like a bird the way you keep bobbing your head at him. Of course he owns this place. You knew he owned nightclubs. You should’ve put two and two together. Fuck, what if he thinks you’ve come to see him? How desperate would that look?

“Banner was helping out behind the bar tonight, he told me he saw you here but I didn’t believe him…didn’t think it was really your scene”.

He smirks subtly, looking you up and down.

Banner. The bartender. You suddenly place his face – he was in the car with Sam the night you caught them outside your apartment. Of course.

Shit – this place is crawling with Bucky’s men and you had no idea…

“Uh well…not really. I’m here with Wanda. We just wanted a bit of a girl’s night. Bit of bonding, you know?” you smile weakly.

“I feel you, girl!” giggles the brunette, squeezing Bucky’s arm and leaning further into him.

He glances sideways at her briefly and then back to you.

You smile back at her. Suddenly it’s all too much…how drunk you feel, the horrible business with John, seeing Bucky again. You’re on his turf now, not in the safe familiarity of the bakery. You hate that he just saw you vulnerable and had to step in with John…and the beautiful girl on his arm. You know it’s none of your business and you turned him down, but it still makes you jealous. It suddenly feels stifling in the club, your head is swimming and you feel nausea brewing in your stomach.

Why is it suddenly so hot in here? You need to get out.

Now.

“I’m sorry…sorry…I have to go” you say breathily, smiling at them both before making a beeline for the exit.

You rush out of there as fast as you can, flying past the bouncers and out into the chill of the night. You sigh with relief as you inhale the outside air. You turn down into an alleyway next to the club, just taking a moment to lean against the wall and breathe. You can hear the heavy pounding of the music through the walls of the building and the hub of excited chatter from the line out front.

You fire off a text to Wanda saying you’ve had a bit too much to drink. John was a bust, you feel unwell and have gone home, you’re fine though and she shouldn’t worry – her and Vis should stay and enjoy themselves.

You pull up your Uber app as a fresh wave of nausea hits and suddenly you’re bent double over the dumpster, vomiting up your cocktails.

What a waste of money.

At least it was someone else’s. This feels like a fitting end to how you spent some of your mob money, karma for getting hammered on dirty cash.

You groan, this feels like the low point of the evening and there were already a few to choose from. You sink to the ground and rest on your heels, just taking a moment to compose yourself before you order your cab. The silver lining is you feel a little better, and your mind much clearer – most of the alcohol has probably left your body now. You dig around in your purse and mercifully find a mint, chewing it eagerly to erase the foul taste from your mouth.

You close your eyes for a second to settle down, but rip them open when you hear heavy footsteps coming down the alley in your direction. You stand up straight on high alert, not really wanting to end this evening by being murdered and tossed onto the remains of your cocktails.

So you’re more than surprised when it’s Bucky who emerges, looking at you with concern. He’s holding something in his pocket. You stare back at him, confused. You’re also mortified that he’s seeing you like this. You’re no longer the fun, confident girl flirting with him in the bakery – you’re the subdued drunk vomiting in an alley.

“You okay?” he asks apprehensively.

You nod, suddenly struggling to look at him.

“Here – this will help with the taste” he moves his hand from his pocket and passes you a bottle of water.

You take it from him cautiously. “Help with what taste?” you ask innocently, wondering how he could’ve seen you.

“I know you just threw up in that dumpster” he chides.

You shake your head indignantly. “No I didn-”

“Sam saw you on the security monitor – that’s how I knew you were here”. He motions to a camera above you.

You scowl. “I really can’t get any fucking privacy with you guys”.

Bucky sniggers.

You begin to chug the water, not realising how thirsty you are until it hits your tongue.

“Easy now. That dumpster can only take so much” he laughs.

You titter half-heartedly, shame burning your cheeks.

“I’m sorry. I’m so embarrassed” you say quietly.

“Don’t be. Everyone pukes” he replies matter-of-factly. “And our cocktails will knock your socks off”.

“Not that. Well…partly that. But the whole thing with the guy in there…you seeing it. And I haven’t seen you since��well, you know”.

Bucky grunts, the toe of his well shined shoe kicking aimlessly at the ground.

“Well that guy was an asshole, I would’ve done the same no matter who he was talking to. You have nothing to be sorry for, he crossed a line. We won’t be letting him back in here. He’s free to try if he wants his face rearranged, though”.

You stare down at your feet, suddenly feeling on the brink of tears.

“Why are you being so nice to me?” you practically whisper.

He pauses to consider your question.

“I don’t know, actually. I can be a jerk if you want”.

You smirk at him, stifling a laugh.

“I mean it. I can call you names…Insult you…whatever you like” he grins.

You laugh sincerely at that, grateful to him for not being awkward with you.

You look back down at the Uber app. There are no available cabs in the area. Ugh. Your head is spinning slightly and the music feels like it’s piercing your skull. You just want to be away from this alley, away from the noise, somewhere peaceful where you can wait for a car to become available.

Bucky’s eyes jump to your phone, recognising the screen you have open.

“You need a ride? I already know your address, after all”. He winks.

You scoff with annoyance. “Wow, okay. You went there”.

“I did”.

“Home is all the way across town. I don’t want to be in a car right now. I just really need to be somewhere quiet for a moment. Where I can hear myself think” you admit, the loud echo of the music inside pounding into your brain.

Bucky thinks for a second. “Quiet huh? Alright. Follow me”.

#mob bucky barnes #mob bucky x reader #bucky barnes #mob bucky au #mob bucky x you #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #james bucky barnes #sweet and sour fic

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ladychota · 1 year ago

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Memories

Pairing - Loki x Female Reader

Warnings - Drunk reader (lmk if you want me to add anything)

Summary - After getting drunk, Y/n seeks out the person she misses most.

Word Count - 900

A/N - I had this idea after listening to the song 'Memories' by Conan Gray on repeat so hopefully it's okay, I'm having a bit of writers block atm 😭

Masterlist

You stumble down the street, not entirely sure where you're going. Okay, maybe that's a lie. You do know where you're going, but you can't seem to stop yourself.

It's late. Very late. And it's raining, fat blobs of water tumbling from the sky and landing on your face and shoulders and clothes. A shiver ripples through your body.

Your hand trails along the wall of a building, your fingertips collecting the grime. The world seems to swerve and tip a little around you, but you don't really care. You know the way there like the back of your hand.

Before you know it, you're at that familiar chipped, black door, using the doorframe to keep you upright as you ring the bell.

It takes a moment for him to get to the door and open it, revealing to you the green eyes and ebony black hair you've missed so much. A clumsy smile spreads across your face.

Loki freezes for a moment, his brow furrowing in confusion. "Y/n? What are you doing here?"

"I just wanna talk," Your words are slow and mix together easily; just like squash and water.

"Are you drunk?" He asks now, moving to lean against the doorframe.

"Noooooo," You slur, blinking to try to keep your vision in focus. "Why on Earth would I be drunk?"

A shiver runs through you again, the rain starting to fall heavier over your already drenched body.

"Wow," You laugh, looking around at the wet surroundings. "Is your bro upset or some shit?"

Loki sighs and moves out of the way, gesturing for you to come in. "You can come in, just don't be too noisy. I don't need any more complaints from my neighbours,"

"You've got complaints for being too noisy?" You ask, knowing how quiet he is. You pull off your rain-ruined pumps and put them as neatly as your drunken brain will allow by his shoe rack.

"I actually got complaints because of Thor,"

"Ohhhh," You walk further into Loki's apartment, enjoying the familiarity. It's been a couple months since you've been here... you didn't dare come back after the break up.

You're ushered into the kitchen, where Loki brews you a nice, warm mug of tea. You sit at his breakfast bar, sipping it and feeling it warm your insides.

"So," He starts. "Are you going to elaborate on why you're here?"

"I said," You take another sip. "I just wanna talk,"

"About what?"

You shrug. "I didn't have anything in mind,"

Loki sighs and rubs his temples. "So you came here from where?"

"The club I think... or it might've been somewhere else,"

"Who were you with?"

"Nat and Wanda,"

"And what happened to them?"

You freeze, mug halfway to your lips. That's a good question. You last remember talking to them... when did you last talk to them? You purse your lips, setting the cup back on the counter.

"What's with all the questions?" You groan as your vision begins to swim. "Are you a..." You wave your hands in the air, trying to think of the correct word. "Person with the flashy car?"

"Flashy car...? Oh, a cop?"

"Bingo! Ding, ding, ding! I am the weakest link, goodbye," You place your head on the table, your swimming vision only worsening.

Loki sighs. "Okay, I think it's time for you to go home,"

"Noooo," You protest, a round of hiccups starting.

"Well, where else are you going to go, huh? Why did you even come here in the first place? I find it hard to believe that you just came here to talk," Loki's harsh tone catches you off guard - in your drunken state, you have no idea how to react.

You sit back up, your lip quivering as tears form in your eyes. "I just miss you and I wanted to see you again. I want you to stay in my memories but I can't get you out of my head! Everywhere I go it's just Loki, Loki, Loki..." You sniffle and hiccup, wiping your eyes with your hands. "I know you didn't wanna be friends or lovers but I do! I can't sleep or do anything without you!"

You sigh, silent tears falling down your face. Loki doesn't respond, his expression too difficult to read. You flop your head back onto the counter, the smell of Loki's cologne wiggling it's way into your mind and acting as a sleeping drought - in a mere moment, you're out for the count.

~★~

Loki quickly notices you're asleep, his response dying on his tongue. He sighs again, rubbing his tired eyes. It seems you'll be staying with him tonight.

Your limbs start to sag, so he sweeps you into his arms before you end up on the floor with a bleeding head. A wave of sadness floods his heart as he carries you through his apartment to his bedroom - it hasn't been long since he was carrying you to his bed, happy grins on your faces.

He places you carefully down on the bed, making sure your head rests on the pillow as he tucks you in. It's not like he would've got any sleep anyway, so he doesn't mind giving up his bed.

Another wave of sadness hits him, harder this time - he hates seeing you in such a state, your words slurred and brain mushed up from drinking to forget him...

"For what it's worth," He whispers, tucking a hair behind your ear despite you being oblivious to his words and actions. "I feel the same as you."

#loki x reader #loki x y/n #loki #laufeyson #loki laufeyson #loki oneshot #loki fanfic #avengers #marvel #mcu

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rogerswifesblog-updates · 2 years ago

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Since my main blog @rogerswifesblog is shadowbanned I’ve decided to post here (until the shadowban is lifted)

Noise pt. 2

First part here

Summary: It happens again. But this time, Bucky is not sleeping....

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Alcohol(just a little bit), SMUT, it’s pwp, 3some, blowjob,ball worship, slight nipple worship, fingering, masturbation, handjob, P in V, MxM, implied anal, sub Bucky, Dom!steve, switch Reader(?), Bottom!bucky, top!steve

Read the warnings!!!

If you’re not interested in mxm you can stop reading after '•••'

18+

The mission was getting closer and closer to an end. You would probably be able to get back home in just a few days. That's exactly why the three of you decided to have a drink and a relaxing evening. Steve had a small bottle of Thor's liquor, so the two soldiers could also have some fun. Still, you drank a little slower because you didn't want to get drunk. Just enough to be in a good mood.

"You're cheating! Buck, you went two squares too far" you said immediately when you noticed where Bucky put his pawn. "What? -no, of course not. That's not true- I- I just miscounted" he visibly lied which could be seen on his reddening cheeks. Steve punched him lightly in the shoulder and whispered something in his ear that made him laugh out loud. In that time, he moved the pawn onto the proper place.

"What are you whispering about? No whispering at the table" you grinned a bit, briefly putting your hand on Bucky's thigh. "Huh? What did Steve tell you?"

Bucky looked briefly at your hand, then back at Steve. "Yhm- nothing important" he said sheepishly, lowering his head. A soft laugh escaped him after which he took a big gulp of his drink. Your gaze immediately fell to Steve. He winked at you, a small smile on his lipsnwhile he put his arm around Bucky's shoulders. You always liked their friendship, the easy and pleasant way they had with each other. It was just nice to watch.

When Steve threw the dice, he leaned a bit over Bucky as he sat in the middle. "A five! Ha!" he said with satisfaction, making Bucky and you sigh. You were losing while the two soldiers were having a head-to-head race- no matter how many times they had both cheated by now. Because, they totally did cheat in board games.

"I'm going to make myself another drink, you guys want one?" you asked as you stood up and put one of your hands on Bucky's shoulder, the other on Steve's, gently massaging both of them. The blond looked up at you, nodding and giving you a kiss on the hand. "I'd love one, honey" he said while Bucky nodded, not meeting your gaze anymore.

With that you disappeared into the kitchen where you made the drinks.

You could see the two soldiers from where you were standing, talking to each other and teasing each other visibly. It looked really cute. Especially the way Steve was teasing Bucky, how he was always gently nudging the other or pinching his sides, making Bucky laugh a little. A small smile settled on your lips. It was great to see Bucky a little happier again. You could still remember how hard it had been for him to settle back in at first. With Steve, he was clearly relaxed, more than with any other Avenger. He was also very comfortable with you around, always letting you brush his hair or just cuddle him.

"Here you go" you spoke as you placed the two glasses between them while doing that you leaned over Bucky a bit and touched his head with your breasts. Since you were standing behind him, you couldn’t see how red he was blushing, just that he started shifting around a bit in his seat. "I hope you didn't cheat again when I wasn't here" you whispered in his ear, loud enough for Steve to hear as well. After that you went to get your own drink which you had left in the kitchen, not being able to bring all three at once.

This time when you came back, you sat down in Steve's lap. "So, let's get back to playing" you grinned, taking a big gulp of your drink. After rolling the dice, you turned back to Steve, kissing him briefly on the lips, feeling Bucky's gaze on you. Nevertheless, you continued playing.

Within the next twenty minutes you finished the game and sat down on the sofa. "So...what do we do now?" you asked as you put your legs in Bucky's lap and he started massaging them a bit, letting his fingers knead your calves. Your head was in Steve's lap, him stroking your hair. The feeling of being stroked and massaged made you moan softly. You immediately slapped your hand in front of your mouth and looked up at Steve with red cheeks. He merely grinned a little, his eyebrows raised. He could tell you were enjoying Buckys and his hands on you.

Steve had no problem with Bucky touching you. The opposite, actually. He really enjoyed seeing him touch you. His metal fingers working over your naked skin of your calves. He’d love to see these fingers somewhere else… stroking your thighs, your breasts… stretching your tight hole…

Quickly he stopped these thoughts, especially when he felt his own dick twitch. God, he even wanted to feel Buckys hands on his own body.

"I'm sure we can think of some other game" Steve said, stroking your neck with one hand, gently grabbing your hair and pulling your head back. From the side you didn't notice how Bucky was looking at you, his eyes kept sliding from you to Steve and back. He didn’t know where to look. Your beautiful and relaxed features or the somehow hungry sparkle in Steve’s eyes while he licked over his lips.

Silently Bucky listened to you. "Truth or dare? never have I ever?" you suggested, a cheeky grin on your lips. "Both sound quite interesting, maybe we'll start with Truth or da-" "I'm tired" Bucky hurriedly interrupted the blonde.

Before you could even react, he had gotten up and disappeared into the bedroom.

Somewhat confused, you both looked after him. "Is everything all right with him? He's been acting weird all evening" you mumbled and slowly sat up. Steve was still looking at the door while shrugging his shoulders. "I don't know either. Maybe he's really tired...? It could be because of the whole mission… I'll talk to him tomorrow, I promise" Steve assured you.

With a soft sigh, you leaned your head against Steve's shoulder. For a moment you were silent before you started a new topic and lost yourselves in conversation.

For an hour you actually managed to have reasonable conversations before your hands began to wander. The gentle kisses you kept giving each other became more passionate, more demanding. Steve's hand slowly slid into your shorts, gliding between your wet folds- "No, Steve- we can't. I told you… not until we get back" you murmured against his lips, sliding off of his lap. A sigh escaped both at the same time. God, both were so needy for it. You missed feeling Steve’s body against yours, naked and pounding into your tight cunt. Fuck.

Steve looked at you with a slight pout. "Come on… just a little bit…” He pointed with his thumb and pointed finger a few inches apart. “Just a little, you won't even feel it" he whined, pointing now to a length of at least ten inches. Laughing, you punched him in the shoulder. "You're such an idiot, Steve" you grinned, making him laugh too.

"We should get some sleep. It's getting really late" you muttered and stood up. Immediately you held out your hand to the blonde, which he grabbed.

"...Just a little bit?" he mumbled pleadingly, whereupon you rolled your eyes and walked silently to the bedroom, with Steve right behind you. Close enough for you to feel his hardness against your ass.

You could swear this man thought more often with his dick than with his head. Only thinking about sex these past few days.

Whereas you had to admit that you thought about it just as often in the last few days...

Shaking your head, you took off your clothes, down to your underwear. Bucky was asleep either way, so you didn't have to worry about him seeing you change- plus, he'd seen you in your underwear many times since you often changed in the same rooms before or after missions. It was weird at first but by now it didn't bother any of you.

And let's face it, sometimes you liked looking at these super soldiers shirtless.

When you finally laid in bed in your pajamas a few minutes later, Steve pulled you a little closer to him. You could feel that he was still aroused, especially since he put his leg between yours and rubbed his hardness right against your crotch. A contented sigh escaped your lips.

Fuck, it felt really good.

His hard dick pressed right against your throbbing pussy, sometimes rubbing over your clit.

You could feel how wet you were becoming, especially when even with all the layers of clothes your pussy started making a squelching sound.

"Okay- but you have to be quiet, understand?" you breathed over your shoulder to him. Immediately, he nodded impatiently and was already starting to undress your sleep shorts. You stopped him.

"I was thinking of something else" you grinned and sat up. For a moment you looked at Bucky's bed- this time you watched him a bit longer. He was lying on his back, his eyes sliding over your body to your face, stopping at your lips.

Grinning cheekily, you looked back at Steve and sat down between his legs. "We have to be quiet" you reminded him again and started kissing his thighs. Very gentle and soft kisses everywhere but where he wanted it most. Despite that it was quite dark and the room was lit only by the moon, you grinned when you saw a wet spot on the fabric of his boxers, where his leaking tip was. You licked right over that spot, making him gasp.

To tease him a bit more, you took his tip into your mouth a little through the fabric and sucked lightly. His hand immediately found your hair and pressed you a little harder against his twitching dick. "Stop that or I'm going to lose it" he breathed dangerously calm which made you whimper quietly. You could feel yourself getting wetter by the second while Steve rubbed his bulge against your face for a moment, watching you open your mouth and sticking your tongue out.

He continued to hold your head as he pulled down his boxers, enough for him to free his dick and balls. "Open" he demanded and pressed his tip to your lips. Immediately you did as told and opened your mouth as wide as possible. Your jaw would hate you for this tomorrow but you couldn’t wait to finally feel his weight on your tongue again.

With a pleasurable sigh, he pushed between your lips and started thrusting into your wet, warm mouth.

When you took his cock in your own hand and moved it together with your head, he let go of your hair but still thrusted his hips up. Briefly you looked up at him and what you saw made you moan softly around his tip. Steve had leaned his head back a bit, closed his eyes and was gripping the bed sheet with his free hand- you were sure it would tear any second. This motivated you to take him deeper into your mouth- which you did. Even though it wasn't easy, you managed to slide it further into your mouth until he hit your gag reflex. This made you stop for a moment and lift your head, letting the tip fall from your lips to get some air.

You took your second hand to stroke his shaft and over his tip. By now he was so wet from your saliva and his pre cum that your hands slid along effortlessly.

"Don't stop" he breathed and buried his hand in your hair again, using it to push you back down until you took him back into your mouth. This time you let him push you down completely until you swallowed him down and let him stretch your tight throat. With that, you took him completely into your mouth until your nose rested against his abdomen. Unintentionally, he moaned a bit louder this time and to be honest, you didn't pay attention to that anymore.

You let one hand slide to his balls, massaging and kneading them just like you knew he liked. His balls were wet and slick from all the spit and precum that was leaking around your lips.

With the other hand you grabbed his leg and let him control your movements. When he noticed this, he slowly started to thrust into your mouth. "Can I- oh god- can I fuck your pretty mouth sweetheart?" he breathed barely audible. You answered him with a quiet hum which made him draw in a sharp breath.

Without waiting any longer, he began thrusting fast and hard into your mouth. You felt your saliva leak from the corners of your lips. You knew already that you would have jaw pain tomorrow. It wasn't too easy to keep your mouth open that far- Steve was a big guy and he knew it.

With one hand you started playing with his balls again which apparently gave him the rest because the very next moment he pushed your head down completely, grinding into your mouth, moaning quietly into his free hand. You felt his seed hit your throat.

You swallowed as much as you could but something still spilled from your mouth. Starting to feel that you needed to breathe again, you lightly tapped his leg to let Steve know he needed to let you go. That's exactly what he did then. Breathing heavily and clearly satisfied, he mumbled a soft sorry which made you grin a little.

You licked him clean, letting your tongue slide against his slit and over your shaft while he watched you. Then, as you lifted your head, he stroked his thumb across your chin to wipe off the last remnants of his seed- then he gently slid his thumb along your lips until you took him into your mouth.

"I love your lips, your soft, warm, wet mouth..." he breathed softly which immediately made you smile a bit. You loved seeing him so satisfied and pleased.

Steve then pulled you up to him and pressed his lips to yours. Instantly, he began kissing you with desire. His tongue explored your mouth, following his own taste.

Then, when his hand suddenly slipped under the short pant leg of your sleep shorts and found your crotch, sliding over your wet folds, you gasped in surprise. "So wet" he breathed against your lips as his fingers slowly slid along your slit- until he pushed into your wet pussy with two wide fingers. His palm rubbed along your clit as he did so, making you moan in pleasure.

A gasp made you freeze. It wasn't coming from you -and it wasn't coming from Steve either. Immediately you both looked at Bucky, who was lying unnaturally still on his back. His breathing was far too quiet. Slowly you saw his hand moving under the blanket in his crotch area.

You couldn't think much further as Steve added a third finger and moved it into your wetness. Immediately a pleasurable gasp escaped your lips, your gaze falling back to Steve. "Steve-" you breathed softly. When he looked up to you, you gestured toward Bucky's bed with a nod of your head. Immediately he realized what you meant, especially since his vision was better in the dark than yours.

"You like that, baby?" breathed Steve into the darkness and you really had to admit that you had no idea who he was talking to. Especially since you could tell that Bucky was nodding slightly. You could see how his leg muscles tensed a bit. At the same time, you didn't even notice that you had started moving your hips against Steve's fingers, riding them.

"You like it, huh? Can't get enough?" Steve kept murmuring which made you nod immediately. Out of the corner of your eye, you could swear Bucky had nodded once too. A low moan escaped your lips as Steve's hand stroked your sensitive spot again. This immediately made Steve grin and rub a little harder against it.

"Come on baby, come for me. I can see you want it, can't I?" the blonde murmured, your body playing as if for his words as hot pleasure rushed over you in the very next moment. With a suppressed moan you came and dropped exhausted on Steve's chest. You turned your head to the side in time to see that Bucky in the bed next to you was also tensing up and biting into the blanket to stanch his moans as he came too. He had closed his eyes with pleasure while he visibly continued to try to keep his breathing calm. You, too, had to slowly slow down your breathing while Steve slowly stroked along your back.

•••

The super soldier in the next bed slowly opened his eyes and looked directly into yours, then blinked directly at Steve's face as he too looked at Bucky. Even in the darkness, you could see clearly that Bucky's cheeks were turning red. "Fuck- I- I have no idea- fuck- I'm sorry- I-" he started rambling and was about to leave his bed as well. "I'm not a creep- really not- I- God I'm so sorry- I couldn't" he stuttered more. He didn't even give you time to say anything back. Fortunately, Steve reacted quickly enough and sat up after putting you gently aside. He immediately grabbed Bucky's waist and pulled him onto his lap.

A surprised gasp escaped them, even you couldn’t stop a quiet gasp escaping your lips.

For a moment the two soldiers looked at each other silently. Briefly, Bucky's eyes drifted to you as well, then back to Steve.

Steve and you had talked about Bucky more than once, mostly jokingly, about how he was almost like part of your relationship- but had they really been jokes? Bucky was always with you. You spent many evenings watching movies and cuddling. He even went out with you two. You knew Steve had feelings for Bucky back then in the forties but they weren't allowed in their time. So he had pushed them aside for a long time. You had liked Bucky ever since you met him. At first he might have been a little closed off, but with patience and trust everything had changed. He meant a lot to you.

Did Bucky feel the same? Had he always thought the same?

Briefly, Steve looked over his shoulder at you. You didn't need to hear the question, already nodding. A feeling told you this was exactly what he was looking for.

And you were right.

He turned back to Bucky and put a hand on the back of his neck, pulling him a bit closer. "May I?" the blonde breathed barely audibly, looking at Bucky's lips. "Yes, please" it came back just as quietly from the other.

When their lips met in a soft kiss, you felt a tingle in your stomach. It was a beautiful sight to watch them lose themselves in each other. How they let out all the feelings they had kept inside for years, kissing and nibbling at each other's lips.

Still, they broke away from each other again. Bucky smiled slightly sheepishly and rested his head on Steve's shoulder. Again his eyes fell to you. "Would you kiss me, too?" he breathed, in a voice so vulnerable you'd never heard from him before. Immediately you nodded and knelt on the bed next to them both. Bucky raised his head a little with Steve turning to you as well. He too smiled contentedly.

A nervousness came over you as if you were a teenager again and about to have your first kiss. That's exactly how you also felt when kissing Steve for the first time.

Finally, your lips met. Bucky's hand buried itself in your hair while his other was pressed against Steve's chest, stroking over his pecks. In the time you two kissed, Steve watched you for a moment before his gaze slid to Bucky's crotch where a damp stain was visible on the sweatpants he was sleeping in. He couldn’t stop the grin creeping onto his lips.

Cute.

A raspy, low laugh escaped him. You knew that sound. A hungry sound that meant only good things, always involving many amazing orgasms. This made Bucky and you break away from each other. Immediately, Bucky followed Steve's gaze and blushed again.

"Sorry, I-" "Shhh, shhh, don't even start with that. You don't have to apologize or be ashamed, don't worry baby" Steve breathed, pulling Bucky right over his own hardening dick, making them both gasp.

Slowly Steve laid Bucky down on the bed between you and started kissing his neck. This made the laying an moan softly. With one hand he stroked through Steve's hair while with the other he stroked your arm and then pulled you closer by the wrist. You immediately leaned over him and gently kissed his lips, making him gasp quietly. The kiss quickly became more passionate and demanding. Our tongues fought for dominance- until you won and Bucky slowly gave up the control into your and Steve’s hands, just enjoying being worshiped by two people. A soft gasp escaped him. "I still can taste him… I can still taste Steve" he breathed against your lips. You grinned and kissed the soldier again, this time with even more tongue than before.

When he suddenly jerked hard and moaned, you moved away from him. Immediately your eyes fell to Steve who had taken off Bucky's sweatpants and was beginning to lick over his hard length. Under the slight light, you could see some of the previous cum coating Bucky's hard dick. Steve slowly licked him clean, letting his tongue play with the still leaking slit, before licking down his shaft and to his balls, sucking on them gently, Grinning, you bent over Bucky's chest and slowly started kissing your way down. Until your head was next to Steve's.

Steve looked directly into your eyes as he slowly licked all over Bucky's arousal. Sucking his balls into his mouth, slurping loudly while he let them out of his mouth with a smack. This made not only Bucky but also you moan. Fuck, this was all so hot.

While Steve was between Bucky's legs, you laid down at Bucky's side and slowly stroked the outside of his thigh. "You like that Buck, huh? What did you like most while you touched yourself so nicely?" you asked, grinning slightly.

It was hard for the other to answer at all, as Steve was still licking his hard dick. You pinched Bucky's thigh gently to remind him to answer you. "Oh-I-fuck-I saw you took him all the way in your mouth-and-and-oh God Steve," he whimpered as Steve sucked and took Bucky's length in his mouth, circling his mushroom head with his wet tongue. "-then he fingered you- oh fuck- fuck," he stuttered, making you grin.

Slowly you bent down to his hard cock and started licking over his length while Steve kept sucking and licking the tip. This made Bucky moan loudly and uncontrollably over and over again while he couldn’t stop thrusting into Steve's mouth.

He gripped Steve's hair with his metal hand while his other stroked your hair. "Fuck- I'm going to-come-I-no, no, please..." his words endet in a whimper as Steve let go of his dick and also pulled you away. "Please, I-" "Shh, baby, I don’t want you to come just yet" Steve then breathed against Bucky's thigh, grinning mischievously. His gaze slowly fell to you.

You realized what he was talking about- and you were totally onboard. That's why you gave a slight nod before kneeling over Bucky's hip. Bucky looked first at you, then over your shoulder to Steve- then at the ceiling, sighing.

"Am I dreaming?" he breathed, barely audible. This made all three of you laugh softly. "No, you're not dreaming, Buck" you grinned slightly and looked briefly at Steve. The latter gave you a soft kiss on the lips after which he slowly kissed over your shoulder. "Don't keep him waiting, honey" Steve breathed in your ear.

You grinned a bit, biting your bottom lip while you pressed Bucky dick flat against his abdomen, admiring him for a moment.

He was panting and breathing heavily, his chest rising and sinking slowly. His eyes were scanning your body, face and behind you, probably watching Steve as he kissed my shoulders and neck.

God, Bucky looked beautiful.

His nipples were rosy and hard. You imagined him having played with them while he had been touching himself, teased his nipples with his cold metal fingers while his other hand had been pumping his hard leaking cock.

You slowly sat onto his dick, just letting him glide between your slick folds. Your pussy was dripping at this point and you couldn’t wait to finally be filled by a cock. Bucky moaned quietly when he felt your wetness coating his twitching dick. Wanting to hear more of these sounds you leaned down to his nipples, your slick tongue circling the sensitive buds. This time he moaned your name a bit louder, grabbing your hair and pressing your head down against his nipples.

Someone’s sensitive.

Steve chuckled watching you tease Bucky. The chuckle suddenly turned into a moan when he started pumping his own cock quickly but stopping after a few moments. “Sweetheart don’t tease him so much” Steve pulled your hips a bit higher, grabbing Bucky's swollen cock and lining him up with your glistening hole.

Nodding, you let Bucky slowly fill your pussy. You both groaned as Steve got up from the bed and searched for something in the nightstand but you were more interested in the thick dick filling your tight pussy.

You sighed with pleasure as Bucky's whole length disappeared in your channel. It felt like heaven. For the both of you. "Fuck- you feel so good" Bucky breathed, looking back up at you. With a small smile, you gave him a soft kiss on the lips. He used this moment to thrust hard into you, making you gasp when he hit your g-spot. "oh Buck" you gasped and started to move, supporting yourself against his chest. You moved your hips quicker, falling harder onto his dick, while his tip hit your cervix deliciously.

Moans and gasps escaped your mouths. A whisper made you open your eyes again- you hadn't even noticed when you had closed them. "She likes it hard" Steve whispered into Bucky's ear. And that's exactly what you got from Bucky. The next time he thrust into your pussy, you fell forward on Bucky's chest. He put his arms around you and started thrusting into you hard and fast without mercy. He was pounding into your slick pussy.

You could hear squelching with every thrust. You felt Steve gently stroking your hair as he took one of Bucky's hands off you- after you opened your eyes you moaned again, seeing he had put Bucky's hand around his own dick. Lightly, you bit your lower lip before lifting your head a little and opening your mouth, wanting Steve to feed you his clock again. "Oh fuck" both soldiers breathed. Steve wasted no time before he was already fucking into your mouth. His grip on your hair hardened, while he used your mouth like his personal toy.

You felt your eyes roll back, feeling so much pleasure being used by two men.

The way the soldiers thrusted into you, you couldn't help but moan over and over. Just like the two of them did over and over again. Especially Bucky, who was watching his dick disappear in your slick pussy and Steve fucking your mouth.

Bucky was the first who came. "Fuck- I'm going to cum- can I cum in-" "Yes, Buck, cum for us. Come inside her" Steve gasped immediately. “Fill our sweet girl with your cum. Fill her till she’s dripping with it.” That's exactly what happened then. Moaning loudly, Bucky came inside you, gripping your hips tightly. There would probably be bruises by tomorrow -which you didn't mind. You’d love to wear bruises from Bucky and Steve on your skin. Letting everyone know what you did.

Your orgasm overtook you as soon as Bucky's fingers slid to your clit. You moaned around Steve’s dick, letting him slide deeper into your throat. That was enough to trigger Steve's orgasm as well, as he immediately pulled on your hair and pulled you away from his spurting dick. With his free hand, he stroked his dick shooting his seed on your face, as well as Bucky's chest. When Bucky opened his mouth, he got a few squirts on his face and tongue too.

You were still lying on Bucky's chest, while Steve laid down in bed next to you. He carefully wiped your faces with wet wipes that he had from the nightstand.

"Are you okay?" the blond breathed into your hair, kissing your head gently. After you nodded, he looked at Bucky. "And... you? Are you okay?" he whispered barely audible. Bucky looked at him with a smile on his lips and gave a slight nod. "Fine, Stevie." Bucky's grip around you tightened a bit while Steve put his arm around you. You watched as Steve gently kissed Bucky's shoulder and when he turned his head slightly, their lips met in a passionate kiss.

Satisfied, you watched the two men, sitting up slightly- unintentionally you gasped. You had completely forgotten that Bucky was still inside you.

And

And he -

He was still hard.

Fuck

Apparently he hadn't been paying attention to that either because a surprised gasp escaped him as well. This caused them to break away from the kiss.

Grinning, Steve eyed you both, sitting up. When you wanted to lift yourself from Buckys cock, Steve gestured for you to stay, then looked at Bucky and put something on the bed next to you. Bucky's eyes got a little big, but he nodded wordlessly, licking his lips.

Your eyes fell to what was on the bed.

Lube.

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braveclementine · 5 months ago

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Chapter 24

Warnings: slight angst

Copyright: I do not own any Marvel characters or locations. However, I do own a few OCs like Elizabeth, Katherine, Stacy, and Jessie. I do not condone any copying of this.

You woke up late in the afternoon, sometime around ten-forty. Your entire body felt sore, especially your lower area and your breasts. Your throat felt like an entire dessert had decided to make a home in there. You could also feel the throbbing spots where the few people had decided to leave their mark.

"Hey doll." Bucky's voice was soft and you turned your head to see him laying on top of Stevie. "You're the second one up."

"Wh-o was first?" You croaked out, making him grin and roll off the bed to go and grab you another glass of water. You'd probably drunk more water in one night than you had in the past week.

"Me." Bucky said, rolling his eyes and smirking.

You smiled a little.

"Did the scroll come?"

"Oh yeah, it's over there." Bucky waved a nonchalant hand at the piece of paper tied with red string on the table in the room. "I figured we could wait until everyone was up before we untied it."

"Sounds good." You mumbled. "Can you help me out of bed?"

"Yeah, you definitely need a bath." Bucky admitted, reaching over, grabbing you under the arms, and lifting you out of the nest between Loki and Clint. Thor had an arm thrown over Loki's shoulder while Fury was uncharacteristically snuggled up against Clint, which was hilarious.

"Don't worry." Bucky whispered in your ear, "I already took pictures."

You giggled quietly as he climbed off the bed, setting you on your feet, "Do you think you can walk?"

You did your best while Bucky helped you. You felt like one of those babies, learning how to walk by holding their parents hands. But at least you were somewhat walking.

Bucky had apparently already run you a bath, helping you up and into the tub before he went to grab a washcloth and soap. he got in, in front of you, using the washcloth to clean up the mess that wasn't cleaned up last night as part of the complete bonding.

You winced a little every time you accidentally brushed against your clit. You knew he was trying very hard not to, but sometimes it was inevitable. He apologized softly each time.

"Oh good." Steve's tired voice came from the bathroom door, just as Bucky finished up, moving to sit behind you. "I was hoping you were taking care of her."

You nodded, feeling a little sleepy still.

"Is anyone else up?" Bucky asked.

"Fury, T'Challa, Stephen, Tony, and Loki." Steve said. "They're downstairs already, though they left the scroll up here. I figured you two will be the last downstairs, unless Clint sleeps in. So you guys should grab it on your way down."

"Oh, I was going to cook breakfast." You mumbled.

"Don't worry, I'm sure Loki's got it covered." Steve said. "you're resting today."

Bucky chuckled behind you.

Steve left so that the two of you could finish up. Bucky washed your hair and your body while you just relaxed, floating on the water. Honestly, you couldn't really remember a time in your life that you had ever been taken care of like this.

Maybe it was just the soulmate bond. But if that's what it was, then you weren't going to complain. You had so much love in your heart for all of these wonderful men that you had been fortunate enough to have come into your life.

Once Bucky was done rinsing your hair out, you shifted around so that you could face him, "Can I wash your hair now?"

Bucky grinned. "Sure thing doll."

He turned around in the bathroom so that you could get the shampoo, lathering it in your hands so that you could wash his hair. You absolutely loved the feeling of his long locks between your fingers.

He sighed in content as he felt your fingers scratching the top of his head gently. There was something different between you and his boys. Something different between your womanly touch and theirs. Maybe from now on he'd have you wash his hair. It felt absolutely wonderful.

Once you rinsed his hair out, you kissed him on the cheek. He drained the bathroom before the two of you got out of the bathtub.

Though you were sore, you were able to walk for the most part. Bucky tossed you a lilac coloured dress, "Figure this will be more comfortable than tryin' to wear pants today." He said with a grin.

You tucked your lips together to hide the smile that was breaking out on your face. "Thanks Buck."

He himself pulled on a simple red T-shirt and black jean shorts. He pulled his hair back into a man bun, a serious look of concentration on his face, a rubber band tucked between his lips before he pulled it back.

You looked away quickly as he turned to look back at you, slipping on the lilac dress, brushing our your hair real quick, then tying it back in a messy bun. You walked over to the bathroom, putting on some concealer under the eyes, a little eyeshadow, and some lipstick.

Bucky grabbed the scroll, carrying you down the stairs so you didn't have to, before the two of you walked into the kitchen where basically everyone was waiting, food just being put out on plates.

You sat down, wincing only slightly, between Rhodey and Sam.

"You guys haven't looked at the scroll yet?" Clint sounded surprised.

"I don't know," Buck said awkwardly, "Though we could all just see it at the same time."

"After breakfast." Fury demanded, sipping his coffee.

The scroll seemed to grow larger and larger as breakfast continued. Finally, Loki cleared the table with a simple wave of his hand and Steve handed the scroll to you.

You hesitated for a second and then undid the twine, letting the golden orbs flow out of the paper and into your bodies. The paper disintegrated, the red ribbon twisting in the air to become a butterfly, before it multiplied into twelve butterflies, fluttering to settle on your wrist, molding in, until there was a tiny butterfly on each line.

"What's the butterfly for?" T'Challa asked.

"Oh," Stephen said, looking up, "Each soulmate bond is different. If one of you were to die, the butterfly would turn a different colour. Some soulmate bonds simply have lines going through them and other different things." He showed T'Challa how he and Tony already had a small ying-yang symbol on their lines.

Meanwhile, you were hearing/seeing all of the traits that had been passed on to you from the others. It was like you were reading the scroll in your mind.

Bucky- Vivid dreaming Clint- Archery Fury- Immortality Loki- Ability to create objects from your mind Rhodey- Sensibility Sam- Enhanced sarcasm Stephen- Photographic memory Steve- Artistic ability T'Challa- Flexibility Thor- Super strength Tony- Mechanical knowledge

"What'd you get Y/N?" Rhodey asked.

You rattled off the traits you had acquired from everyone except Fury, wondering how everyone would react to know that you were immortal. Was it just you and Fury? You thought about Loki and Thor. They would live for a long time, but they had already said an average lifespan for them was 5,000 years. That wasn't forever.

Of course, considering the line of work that they were all in, none of you would probably make it to 5,000 years anyways.

Bucky looked a little put off that you had gotten 'vivid dreaming' from him. Actually, it made perfect sense as you usually didn't dream and if you did, you didn't remember them. But you also knew that he was worried because none of his dreams were very good. In fact, 99 times out of 100, they were nightmares.

"What about me?" Fury asked with a raised eyebrow.

You shifted in your seat a little and muttered, "Um, immortality."

Fury nodded, "Yes, that's what Maria and Coulson got from me as well." He looked at you, "Are you upset with being immortal?"

"Well. . ." Your eyes shifted around he understood immediately, "The others have it as well."

"They do?!" You exclaimed, looking at them, waiting for someone to say 'April fools'.

Fury nodded. "Yes, you don't have to worry about that. I mean, it doesn't make us completely immortal. We can still die, but we won't age."

You nodded. It made sense.

[You can either make a list of what you gave each person or you can say each person got the same trait from you. Either way, your traits to them probably won't matter in the story]

"You got a lot of physical traits." Sam noted.

"And your sarcasm." You answered.

Sam just winked at you.

Breakfast seemed to settle easier with everyone after knowing the traits. Except for Bucky. He still seemed rather put off, not joining in when the others wanted to go down to the beach in front of the villa. He slipped upstairs.

No one else seemed to notice as they all started to head outside wearing swim trunks and open flannel shirts, sunglasses, and flipflops.

You frowned a little as you fixed the sleeves of your one piece bathing suit.

"Something wrong cookie?" Steve asked, wrapping his arm around you, kissing the top of your head.

"Bucky." You murmured.

Steve sighed, "He's worried you're going to get nightmares now. And he'll blame himself. You're just going to have to give him some time, alright?"

You just nodded. "Should I go talk to him? I don't want to leave him upstairs by himself and then he thinks no one cares about him. Because I do Steve, I love him. I love all of you. I don't want him to think I don't."

"Let me go talk to him. You go on outside and get some sun. You deserve a bit of a relaxing vacation. We leave in two days, remember?" Steve said quietly, kissing you again before heading up the stairs.

You headed out the door, hoping that Bucky would be alright.

*Steve POV*

Steve walked up to one of the other bedrooms where the door was closed. He knocked and then opened it up. He looked at Bucky who was doing pushups on just his flesh hand in the middle of the floor. He didn't look up at Steve moved across the room to sit on the bed.

"She's worried about you." Steve said quietly.

"Yep. Heard the conversation downstairs." Bucky spat out.

Steve sighed, "It's just vivid dreaming Buck. It doesn't mean she's going to get nightmares."

"Right." Bucky said, pushing back so that he was sitting on his knees. "Totally not going to get nightmares, especially not after the crap week of watching her dad get shot, almost being attacked by sharks, and also almost being blown up. Yeah, she's definitely not going to get any nightmares."

"Buck, she probably would have nightmares about those anywa-"

"BUT NOW THEY'RE GOING TO BE IN MORE DETAIL!" Bucky spat at him. "Don't you understand that? Sure, everyone has a nightmare. But they wake up and they can't remember it! I remember all of my nightmares in great detail Steve! And now she is too."

Bucky scoffed, getting to his feet, looking very close to punching a wall in. "Naturally the one bad trait she had to get just had to come from me! She even got something cool from Loki! But not me! No I had to give her something she's going to resent for the rest of her life!"

"Buck." Steve said sternly and Bucky quieted down. "You're overthinking it. Your dreams aren't going to transfer over to her. I think that's what you really think will happen. She isn't going to see you as a monster. You know she won't. So stop bitching around up here, get your ass down there, and be with her. Or so help me I will punish you and you won't be able to walk for three days."

Bucky blushed a little, a small chuckle coming out of his mouth. "Well damn."

Steve laughed too, coming over to clap him on the shoulder before kissing him passionately on the lips. "Now come on. Sammy's down there too."

Bucky nodded, tossing his shirt off and pulling on a pair of black swim trunks, pulling his hair back into the man bun that he had let out after breakfast, and went down the stairs, Steve following closely behind him.

Steve watched as Y/N's eyes lit up upon seeing him and Buck. She ran over, jumping as Bucky opened his arms. Steve smiled as she hugged him tightly, kissing his cheek, fingers pulling at his hair gently as she laughed at something he said.

Then Bucky held her to him, running towards the ocean. Steve laughed as Y/N squealed, shouting Bucky's name before he threw both of them into the ocean. Y/N giggled as she came up out of the water, trying to get back to shore. Bucky was smiling too and Steve was glad to see the crinkles at his eyes, the dimples in his cheeks.

Steve had felt terrible when Bucky had gone over the railing. But he had always though that maybe Bucky was alive. They hadn't bonded before they'd both gone into ice, but when Bucky was gone, the bond had turned into an icy grey colour. He'd assumed that it meant Bucky was dead. But it had just meant that Bucky was frozen.

Steve shook his head. There was no use in dwelling in the past. He was just glad that he had everyone that he needed in his life now.

Gosh, he was so glad that Bucky and Sam had stopped him from going back for Peggy.

"Steve, c'mon!" Sam shouted as he picked Y/N up in his arms, holding her above the waves.

Steve grinned, sprinting down the beach to join them in the waves.

Their life was almost complete, all he wanted now was some kids and his family- their family- would be complete.

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river13245 · 1 year ago

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"Its always been you" pt 4

Navigation / Marvel Masterlist

Warnings: NONE

(authors note: This one I feel is short. I will probably make this longer in the future but I have other things to write. So enjoy this, I rather love this one. Its a nice ending to this story)

You watch as Wanda leaves to go talk to Natasha and once you take a deep breath you walk over to where Loki was sitting.

Loki was sitting with his brother at the table farthest across the room. Thor had a huge glass of whatever alcohol he was interested in at the moment filled to the brim of it. If it were anyone else on the team you would have told them to go easy on the drinking but since hes a literal god and it takes alot more than that to get him drunk you let it slide.

As you push through people and avoid some others you finally make it over to them. Thor looks over Loki's shoulder causing him to turn their head towards you. "is everything alright y/n?" they ask as if they don't already know what happened over there with Peter.

Laughing and rolling your eyes you speak "don't act as if you didn't listen into the conversation Loki" they shrug "I don't have any idea what you are talking about" You place your hand on his back lightly "of course you don't. Luckily that not what I came over to ask. What I came to ask was if you would like to dance"

Thor smiled brightly as if he was the one getting asked and before Loki could say anything Thor responds "of course they will." Loki turns to glare at his brother but then looks at you as you held out your hand. "of course I would" they place their hand into yours as the both of you walk to where the dance floor is.

As you walked past people and got to your spot people had glanced over at the both of you. People whether they were just normal citizens of earth or the team, some were still cautious of Loki and their past. There was whispers of "oh my god", and some of "what's an avenger doing dancing with him"

The both of you heard this and Loki almost said something but with your hand in his they couldn't care less. As if on cue a slow song began to play throughout the party and couples all got together. Loki has placed their hands on your shoulders while yours went to his waist. "This is the closest I think we have ever been together"

Smiling softly you shake your head "we have cuddled before and i think thats closer than this." He shrugs "I just meant that like outside of our own homes this is the closest we have been"

Nodding in agreement you pull them closer to you and their arms wrap around your neck now as you look down at them. At the close proximity you wouldn't be surprised if Loki could hear the way your heart is pounding. Or how you are having to take deep breaths in through your nose to push back your nerves.

Then as if Loki could read your mind, the second he noticed your eyes look at their lips he pulls you in close to him and presses his lips against yours. The kiss is rather soft but possessive, Their lips being soft from them taking care of them not letting them get chapped. Your hand goes to the side of their face holding them there for a few moments.

When you both begin to pull away to catch your breaths you lick your lips slightly. "Loki" you say breathlessly as your eyes are trying to let him know all the things you feel for them. He nods "Took you long enough darling"

There was no sadness or any hint of rudeness in what he said besides teasing a little. "I know I'm sorry it took me so long to realize all the ways i feel for you" They shake their head and looks at you "I'm a god y/n, I could have and would have waited as long as it took for you to realize that you're the one I've always wanted. Its always been you"

Leaning in again you captured his lips against your own. This time it was longer, their hands began to wander up and down your body and when you pull away the team and your friends clap as if this was a show and they had finally watched the ending. Little did they know this was only the beginning.

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You both had spent the rest of the night dancing and having people come up to you congratulating you.

Natasha came up to you saying "Finally. I was growing tired of all of us having bets on which one would break first"

Thor came up to his brother clasping him on his shoulder "i told you that you would get the guy." Thor began to ramble about embarrassing stories which caused Loki to make a portal underneath him that lead to thor's place here on earth.

Peter even came up to the both of you. Loki had wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you close. Peter looked at you and smiled "I'm glad you two finally found each other. There is no hard feelings. At least not with me" The both of you nodded and he walked off.

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This was the end of a chapter but not the end of a book. The both of you still have lots of stories to tell and things to live through. But you will do them together and that's the beauty of it.

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demonsandmischief · 1 year ago

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Tipsy

A Captain America Imagine

Steve Rogers x Female Reader

600 Words

Fluffy AU because Steve can't actually get drunk because of the serum

-Tipsy-

In which Steve gets a little drunk at a party.

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You and Steve Rogers had gone to a party hosted by none other than Tony Stark. You hated parties and would rather keep what little downtime you had with your boyfriend to yourself, but the billionaire had insisted. Besides, it had been awhile since Steve had a chance to be around his friends without work being involved.

Even Thor had shown up.

You didn't drink much, just stuck to your one glass of something fruity and wandered the large ballroom to find someone to talk to.

You were grabbed from behind and you gasped, twisting around to find your boyfriend's broody features to be brighter than usual. His lips quirked up as he pulled you against his chest.

"Steve," you gasped. "You scared me."

"I'm sorry," his deep voice said over the music. He took your drink, setting it down on the table next to him. "You just look so damn beautiful in this dress."

His hands slid down from your waist. You had to physically move them back up from your butt, which seemed to amuse him.

"You're drunk," you concluded, never seeing him act in such a way.

"I'm not that drunk," he reassured. "I saw you dancing over there. It was very hot."

"Hot?" you asked, feeling a flush run up your neck. Your typical stoic, reserved Captain would never say that. You bit back your amused smile.

"Come on," he teased. "Show me your moves."

You shook your head no.

"Don't get shy on me now, honey," Steve said. He took your hand, twirling you in a circle.

You laughed, and he bent his head to swallow the sound. His lips meshed with yours roughly, and he cupped your cheeks to hold you in place. Heat flooded your body, and you could taste the alcohol on his lips.

You pulled back.

"We're at a party," you protested, trying to get the words out against his persistent kisses.

"So?"

"So," you repeated with another laugh. "So you can't kiss me like that with people around."

He looked like he was going to protest, but someone called his name from behind. Steve straightened. His features defaulted back to their typical stern position, and he wrapped you protectively by his side.

"Tony," Steve greeted.

You were surprised by the quick change. Maybe he really wasn't that drunk.

"It's been a great party," you offered.

"Right, thanks," Tony nodded, throwing back what was left in his glass with one swallow. "Like the whole room didn't see you try to swallow each other just now."

You felt the blush fill your cheeks.

"What do you need?" Steve asked.

"Nothing important," Tony answered. "I just heard a rumour about some strong Asgardian alcohol that has cost me several thousand dollars."

"What do you mean?" Steve's frown didn't change.

"Thor started smashing stuff Hulk-style. He kept throwing his glass, demanding more drinks. I heard that he had shared whatever he had brought with you, and wanted to make sure you weren't about to start destroying the place."

"I'm fine," Steve said.

Tony walked away, and Steve lowered his head to speak close to you. "I just can't wait to get you home."

You giggled, feeling the heat coil throughout your body. You squirmed away from his moving hands. He kissed you again, pulling you flush against him.

"Fine," you give in. "Let's get out of here before you make a scene."

Steve smirked, taking your hand.

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lokisprettygirl · 2 years ago

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Lose me to Love you (Loki x Female Reader) (AU) (18+)

Read Chapter 11 here / Series Masterlist

Chapter 12

Summary: Loki finds himself stuck between his feelings and fears.

Trigger Warning: Extreme dark themes, Sexual abuse, physical abuse, public sex, Rough violent sex, 18+, Steamy stuff, Rough language, mention of suicide, talk of virginity and slut shaming, manipulative behaviour, mention of trauma, smut, toxic relationship between main characters. Dark themes, cult stuff.

"No not her… not her Thor…not her please" you were hiding in Loki's closet, he put you there because they were all looking for you, he asked you to not come out of there no matter what. Loki told you that they were playing hide and seek but if you're caught they'll hurt you so you had to keep quiet and stay hidden.

"Where's she? Brother? Are you trying to get yourself killed? Have you lost your mind?" You heard brother Thor yelling at him and it made you flinch so you placed your palm over your ears so you wouldn't have to hear their yelling. You hated it when people yelled at each other, reminded you of how daddy and mommy used to scream at each other. Why was Thor upset? Where was your mommy? Loki said she'll be back but it's been a week and you haven't seen her anywhere, you missed her alot.

"Thorr listen to me for once, please brother I'm begging you, just for once, they'll be here soon, I have already tipped them" Loki said to him and Thor's eyes widened in confusion and fear.

"Tipped who Loki? What did you do?" Thor grabbed his collar as he questioned him, it's not that he didn't want to get out of this hell but it felt impossible under Odin's reign.

"The cops, I gave them everything, the pictures of the sacrifices, the fucking orgies, every fucking thing, enough is enough" Thor punched Loki as he finished his words.

"You fool. We will go to Jail too, you participated in those rituals, you didn't think about that?" Loki chuckled as Thor said that.

"I won't..they promised me I won't"

"And what about me?" Thor's eyes teared up and so did Loki's, he didn't want to betray his brother but he didn't trust him either.

"Take mother and run..as fast as you can, as far as you can, never come back, I'll never tell anyone" Thor took a step back in disbelief as Loki said that.

"All of this for that girl?"

"She's just a child Thor, she's so innocent and so were those other children we watched get hurt and killed" his voice choked on his own tears as he spoke, he was broken but he won't allow you to suffer or get hurt by the hands of his maniac father, he has sinned enough, he has been quiet for so long, not anymore though "She trusts me to keep her safe, and I'm going to protect her, I won't fail her like everyone else did, not her"

"He won't stop loki..you know that, you know how desperate he's to go to As–"

"I don't care..I never cared, you can believe the lies he had fed us all our lives but I'm done now, I'm not going to stay quiet and take this shit anymore"

The last thing you remembered from that day before you woke up in that den was that Brother Clint and James had found you and you saw Lolo being beaten up.

He went back to the apartment as soon as he realized that Odin didn't escape just for revenge but he also wanted to finish the ritual.

As he reached home it was quiet and he was grateful to not bump into Jolene again, he stood outside your door for a moment contemplating if he should go in or not, what would he say to you? What were you expecting from him now? He twisted the knob and entered the bedroom, you were on the bed still awake so you sat up and looked at him,

"I want to shower" he said to you so you nodded.

"Why don't you use your bathroom?"

"I don't want to see her" he mumbled as he took his jacket off, then his shirt followed, he grabbed a towel from the closet and headed towards the bathroom. When he came out with just a towel wrapped around his waist you couldn't help but gawk at his glistening wet muscles.

"You are drunk"

"Not really darling..give me something"

"Whatt?"

"Underwear, boxers.. anything of mine, I know you have it" you crossed your arms and glared at him for a moment before you decided to drop the act, you were obsessed with him and you weren't even ashamed of it, you got off the bed and took out a boxer briefs you had kept of him, you worn it sometimes when you felt like a bitch in heat and wanted to have something intimate of him to rub against. You also had his sweatpants so you handed him that as well.

"Turn around" he asked you and you looked at him shocked. Since when and why?

"Okay now you're making this weird for no reason..can we just..get back to being normal?

He sighed as you said that.

"Nooo not after what we talked about"

"Nothing has changed you realize that right?"

"It has changed now that I know you have been lying to me all this time..I don't want to be the same old condescending ass to a fucking virgin..I'm done playing this game with you" he said to you as he dropped the towel and quickly put the briefs on.

Your eyes teared up as he said that, at least you got to flirt with him and be a part of these erotic games, now because of your big mouth he was taking that away from you too. He looked at your sullen face and his heart clenched but he had to take control of the situation. He was about to step out the door when he heard your voice,

"I swear I'll never talk to you again if you step out of the door at this moment" your voice trembled as you spoke. He has been breaking your heart unknowingly all these years but now that he knew the truth he was continuing to do it. He turned around and glared at you at the threat,

"Don't you threaten me with that you hear me?" He walked towards you angrily and it only made you want to cry.

"I love you" you screamed

"Stop saying that" he raised his voice too.

"I doo.." your voice broke

"No you don't..you're infatuated there's a difference" he sounded desperate.

You sniffled between your cries so he walked even closer to you and cupped your cheeks, you got on your tippy toes and kissed him right on the lips but he pulled away from you immediately,

"Stoppp"

"Why?"

"I have to stop us darling..this will ruin everything"

"Whyyyy?" you kissed him again and he grabbed your hair in his fist to pull yo away.

"Because it's you and me for life, we can't be together if we hate each other and are sick of being around each other all the time, that's what thissss will do to us"

He shook you gently by the shoulders as he spoke.

"Noooo..I could never hate you..I have yearned for you..I have prayed for you to return to me loki…please" you kissed him again and he pulled you away again, he opened his mouth to say something but he felt so weak, then to your delight he kissed you back this time. He placed his hands on your hips as he lifted you up in his arms, your fingers curled around his neck and he walked towards the closet press you against it.

You have never had such a feeling that you did at the moment, he tasted sweet, a hint of whiskey washed over you and it only intoxicated you further, his lips felt so soft against yours, he placed his thumb on your chin and opened your mouth so his tongue could clash with yours, he didn't ask for permission and you loved it, you belonged to him and you wanted him to take you however he wished to, fuck you were so in love with him that you'd do anything and everything he'd ever ask from you.

As your sweet taste invaded his senses he was a goner. 4 years, he had spent 4 years trying to avoid this very moment but he failed, he might regret it later but for now he was in complete bliss, the sound of your muffled moans felt like music to his ears, he knew he'd be addicted to this feeling from this very second onwards. He licked a stripe with his tongue over your lips before he pulled away a little to breathe, placing his head between the crook of your neck he sucked on your neck softly which made you moan again, you couldn't believe this was really happening, it felt like a dream and dreams always seem to end sooner or later.

He put you down slowly on the floor and he was avoiding your gaze but you couldn't stop staring at him. It all felt surreal that you kissed him and he kissed you back. He didn't stop you and he didn't push you away.

Your arms wrapped around his waist and you pressed yourself flat against his chest, peppering soft kisses on his flesh, now that he had allowed you to cross that line with him, you didn't want to stop. The bruises from his previous sexcapade were still visible and they made you extremely jealous but like always you were concerned too. Why did hurt himself so much? This can not be pleasurable at all.

"What are you thinking?" You looked up as you asked him so he wrapped his hands around the back of your neck and kissed your forehead.

"Just thinking of the mess we are going to make of our lives now" his eyes teared up as he said that, he was scared and he had his reasons, he didn't trust you but it wasn't your fault anymore, his feelings had more to do with him then you, he thought this would make your relationship complicated and his fear wasn't baseless but how could you have made him believe that you weren't just in for the sex, how were you supposed to tell him that he defined your whole existence, it must not be healthy but you didn't give a shit about that, you were way past that.

"Am I attractive?" You asked him as you bent down on your knees slowly, his eyes widened at the gesture. Your palm rubbed over his bulge and he let out a shaky little moan.

"You are so god damn beautiful darling" he barely whispered as you continued to rub your hands over the hardness of his cock.

"But you find me attractive? Sexy? Fuckable?" You were about to pull his pants down but he stopped you.

"I wouldn't have kissed you like that if I wasn't attracted to you" you bit on your lips as he said that. He was attracted to you, oh!!! lord he was attracted to you.

"Let me do this for you.. please "

"Nooo babyyy noooo not–" he paused as he bent down a little and wrapped his hands around your waist to pick you up effortlessly "Yet"

He placed his lips onto yours and your legs encased around his waist, he put you down on the bed slowly and then he laid down next to you. He didn't say anything and neither did you, well at least not for a little while.

"Please don't allow her to disrespect you like that, you're not hers anymore.. Whatever we have between us is not disgusting or unethical. I'm an adult Loki, I have been for years now, you didn't watch me grow up, I'm not the girl you had saved years ago, don't let anyone make you feel like a pervert for this" you mumbled to him softly so he pulled you closer to him, the warmth of his body lulled you to sleep but he couldn't sleep that easily, he kept thinking about what had just happened between you two and he didn't know if he was ready for all of this. Also he didn't need other people to tell him that he was a disgusting monster that had ruined lives, he knew his reality.

Next morning you woke up all alone again, ofcourse, you had to be at an audition so you got off your ass and got ready.

"How's your leg?" He asked Jolene as he entered his bedroom,

"It's fine..why?" She put her phone down and looked at him, she probably should apologize for last night, she came here to get him back and not lose him again.

"Because I need you out of this apartment" he told her straight away, he didn't want to beat around the bush and make this more awkward than it already was. She definitely got offended by his tone.

"Ohhhh you do huhh? Am I interrupting the privacy of the perverted love birds?" She smirked as she said that and it only irked him further

"Well quite frankly..yes. You have no right to be here and judge us like this so pack your shit up and leave me alone like you did before, I'll drop you at the place, when that bastard is caught you can get back to NYC or wherever you want to be at except here" he raised his voice a little and her eyes welled up with tears. She was so stupid, he wasn't even hers for her to be so rude with him last night, why couldn't she control her jealousy?

"Wowww really? And I thought you cared about me but you never did.. Did you? All you have ever cared about is that whore, makes sense that you abandoned everyone you loved for her" she spat at him and his jaw clenched in anger.

"Stop insulting her, you hear me? You don't fucking know anything about her"

Her eyes teared up as he snapped at her, he didn't even wait for a response as he stormed out of the room. He was treating her with kindness because he hasn't been kind to her before but what she said to him last night had truly made him angry. He's also not going to allow a third person to come into his home, your home with him, and insult you like this again and again.

You couldn't have been happier about the prospect of her being out of your life. He dropped her off at the safe place and she got dramatic again. She hugged him and cried furiously but he didn't melt this time,

"Bye Jolene..See you never" you smiled at her and she gave you the death glare. After she was dealt with he took you to the audition.

"Talk to me please" you whispered softly to him as he was sitting right next to you while you waited for your turn to go in.

"Just try to ace it, they saw your work at the set and are very impressed, you–"

"Lokii" you cut him off mid sentence so he looked at you,

"Look y/n..I ..I just can't do this okay..what happened last night shall not happen again" your eyes teared up as he said that, you really had a hope that things would turn around for you both but he wasn't ready to take that step.

"Finee..I get it"

"What do you mean?" You shrugged as he questioned

"I get it okay..it sucked, you didn't enjoy kissing me, or whatever–"

"That's not the reason –"

"It's fine..I mean I get it..why would you want to stay stuck to me when you're so used to sleeping with all those beautiful women in the world" His eyes teared up as you said that "Oh btw which one you're going to take back home from here huh? The one in the black? She's your type right?" You spoke venomously, you didn't want to hurt him but you felt too hurt yourself to think rationally at the moment. They called your name so you got up and left him to think about the whole conversation.

The audition went well, you had to enact being heartbroken and it came real easy. On the way back home he didn't say anything and neither did you, this is the type of situations he didn't want to get involved in, one kiss and you both were already fighting like a couple, he felt anxious and afraid, he didn't want to lose you but now he was afraid this will be the final nail in the coffin.

He was able to keep you hooked through the sly manipulation before but even that felt evil now that he knew about your true feelings regarding him, you didn't just lust after him, he knew that now. He dropped you home, the cops were outside the apartment on the watch and he really needed some time away to get drunk and clear his head.

He was drowning his sorrows with a drink when he heard the song playing in the background, it brought back some of the memories.

I know nobody knows

Where it comes and where it goes

I know it's everybody's sin

You got to lose to know how to win

His mother used to play this at home, sometimes it felt like one when he and Thor were just kids and she wasn't as delusional as Odin was but with time Odin ruined everything and everyone.

His phone buzzed so he took it out of his pocket , it was a message from you

His eyes teared up as he read the text so he put the phone back inside. He felt someone sitting next to him so he looked to the side, the woman gave him a smile and started a conversation with him, she was sexy and very much interested in him he could tell, pretty perfect distraction for his usual nights.

"So let's cut to the chase..are you taken handsome?" She whispered to him as her nails caressed through his cheek in a flirtatious manner. He grabbed her hand and she smiled at him but it faltered as he put her hand away from him.

"Yes… yes I am" he chugged on his drink and stepped out of the bar to make his way back home. Home to you.

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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 2 years ago

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wallflower 41

Warnings: age gap, creepin’, slow burn, stepdad-adjacent, possible noncon/dubcon, abuse, violence, self-harm, manipulation, panic attack, dissociation, gaslighting.

Character: silverfox!Thor

Your mother meets a new man, but he doesn’t seem very interested in her.

Note: <3 Another erratic drabble series. Appreciate any and all feedback. Love you all. And I didn’t expect this chapter to go this way or to be a bit longer than usual.

You don't quite fall asleep, sitting in a half slump against Thor as he rumbles behind you. You're too afraid to move in fear he'll wake and start again. You can do nothing but reflect on his unexpected words.

Loves you? No. Your mother used to get drunk enough to say that sometimes. You always knew she was lying, even if you tried to believe it.

Thor's hurt and confused. Like you. You've been mean. You didn't mean to but he's right. Everything he's done for you and what did you do? You ditched him. He brought you all the way here and what thanks does he get?

He shifts in his sleep and snorts loudly, jarring you in surprise. You look back at him, instinctively putting your hand on his shoulder. The morning light streams in and stings your eyes. You can't stay there forever.

You move slowly, heart beating wildly as you draw away from him. You reach over him and drag down the thin waffled blanket across his body. He snores and you let out a breath. He'll feel real shitty when he wakes up.

Quietly, you tiptoe to the kitchen and take careful account of the counters and cupboards. You soften the click of a door and pull out a bag of coffee from the neatly organised basket of supplies. You'll have to thank Loki, it must be his doing.

You set about figuring out the coffee maker and let it percolate. You peek into the living room before breaking the threshold. Thor continues his thunderous slumber and you flit to the front door.

You let yourself out into the early chill. It's brisker in the mornings but nothing so frigid as home. The afternoon will be balmy again. It's like spring.

You sit on the top step and watch the blue sky. You didn't check the time but it might be later than you thought. You watch a bird overhead and the sun blurs in the edge of your vision.

You hear traction on the ground and glance over. Loki strolls with hands in his pockets, not seeing you at first as he watches the sky. You think of hiding but it's too late for that.

"Morning," he tilts his chin down, "you look... tired."

"Oh, uh, it's early," you shrug.

"Is it?" He smiles, "I suppose when you associate with my niece, it would be."

"Yeah, I uh," you rub your neck and glance over your shoulder, "I should get some coffee."

"Mmm, sounds delicious," he intones.

You pause and swallow, your mouth dry as your ears buzz. You don't want to be rude. You feel bad enough. If it wasn't for him, you wouldn't even be here.

"Want some?" You plant a hand on the porch and push yourself up.

He steps forward and offers his hand. He helps you to your feet and you thank him quietly, "I'd love a coffee with you, darling."

"Will you... wait out here?" You ask, "sorry, I made a mess last night. Promise I'll clean it up before I'm gone."

"Not to worry," he lets you go, long fingers brushing over yours, "I do not judge but I will not embarrass you. I can wait, enjoy the view."

He turns and once more faces the horizon. You nod and suck in air. It's going to be okay. You'll talk to Thor, when he's sober it will be easier.

You go inside, creeping along as you watch the back of the couch. You hear his low breaths, his snore quieter than before. In the kitchen, you set out an empty mug for Thor and fill two others. You carry them through, wary of the sleeping body across the room.

You edge through, focusing on not spilling the coffee as Loki waits, leaning on the column that hold up the porch overhang. You hand him the black mug and keep the blue one for yourself. He thanks you and stays as he is, gazing out across his property.

"I was thinking, about you, darling," he begins, "about our session. I believe this place has brought you peace already. I will discuss with my brother but I would like to speak to you first." He pauses to take a sip, blowing away the steam as he looks at you, "you are more than welcome to stay beyond the week's end."

You raise your brows and take a gulp, the coffee burning your tongue. You sniff and shrug.

"I don't know..."

"I only want you to consider it. There is no expectation, no pressure. Only a suggestion, an invitation," he explains, "but I sense now that your former peace is fleeting."

"N-no, I'm okay. I just... didn't get much sleep," you yawn, "really, it's all very nice and I've had such a good time. I just..." you take in a breath, "I don't belong here."

"Don't...?" He frowns, "what do you mean?"

"This isn't my family. This isn't... my home. Not here, not Thor's, not anywhere."

His green eyes bore into you, "where else would you go?"

"No where, I guess, but you said you could find me somewhere. A shelter, right? Or maybe... a hospital."

"I don't think--" he pauses and inhales, "that's for very extreme cases, darling, but you're not... I don't think you belong there either."

You shake your head. You don't know anything. You're helpless, pathetically so.

"Do you not want to stay here? Or is it my brother?" He wonders.

"No, no, I'm so grateful but--"

"That's not what I'm asking."

You meet his eyes and freeze. He waits but you can't say it. Before he can break the silence, a lumbering gait comes from within and the door swings open. Thor leans heavily on the frame and shields his eyes from the daylight.

"Brother," Loki greets with a hint of surprise, "I had no idea you were... around."

"Hmmph," Thor grumbles, "what-- kitten?"

"He had a rough night," you say, "he got a little lost on his way back from the cellar."

"Kitten," Thor growls deeper and drops his hand, standing straight with a wince, "I'm perfectly fine. What are you doing hanging around here? Slithering like the snake you are."

"Please, let's not. I was simply having a coffee with--"

"You do too much," Thor sneers.

"Speak for yourself," Loki turns and sets his coffee on the flat rail of porch, "she may be too nice to tell the truth but it seems you invited yourself drunkenly into her villa. And I am the presumptuous one?"

"You talk a lot," Thor's feet hit the wood harshly as he nears his brother, "and you say things that are not true and she knows no better than to believe you."

Loki laughs and rolls his eyes, "me? Oh brother, I am trained to spot projection a mile away."

"Tell him, kitten, I did nothing wrong," Thor growls.

"Can you even remember what you did? Or perhaps you are afraid she might star--" Loki staggers back as Thor's fist cracks across his jaw.

You cry out in shock as he stumbles down the stairs and cradles his face. Thor goes to follow him as your nerves ping off each other. You insert yourself between him and the steps before you can think, pushing against his stomach.

"Stop, stop," you squeal as your eyes sear, "please stop! Stop!"

"Kitten, he's lying--"

"He didn't say anything!" You holler, "back up. Back up! You're--- you're-- scary. You're scaring me."

He lets off, inching away as you keep your hands up. You peek over your shoulder and descend cautiously. You go to Loki as he holds up his bloodied hand and snorts into a choke.

"Are you okay?" You whimper, dizzy at the dark crimson smear across his palm.

"I have taken worse," Loki affirms, "and not the first it's come from him." He straightens and blots his nose with his sleeve, "come, darling, I couldn't stomach to leave you alone with this brute."

Loki takes your arm with his unsullied hand and turns you away, dipping his head down as he tries to stem the free flow. You hear Thor as he clamours down the porch, "Kitten--"

"Do not force me to reciprocate, brother," Loki spits back as he leads you on, "we know how that shall end."

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lokavisi · 9 months ago

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❤️ and 🔥 for the ask game :)

❤️ - What's one memory of your practice that you reflect the most fondly on?

As my general pagan path started diverging into heathenry, I had left drink offerings for all of the "heavy hitters", shall we say, of the Norse pantheon to welcome them to our home and to just say "hey I'm here if you need/want me." Given that most of the beverages were alcoholic, the vibe in the apartment completely shifted. If you didn't see it was an empty apartment you'd have thought there was a rager. It was absolutely wild. Surprisingly to me, at the time, Loki just sat at the altar where I left the offerings. Head in his hand, leaning on the table, just sitting. I was so confused and surprised that someone like him wasn't all over the party vibe happening everywhere else. I realized much later that that was him waiting to talk with me. Like he was more interested in talking with me than the party happening which...is still wild to me. Anyway, I went to bed and the next morning the energy in the apartment was *so funky*...as if several hungover people were just strewn about everywhere on the floor. So I removed all the offerings from the altar and replaced them with a case of water bottles and said, "You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here."

🔥 - Do you have a favorite myth or tale from your pantheon or others?

I mean, from a place of deep bias, I love Lokasenna. I'm currently being mentored by someone and we're spending some time with different deities (looking at their lore, practices around them, talking with them, etc.), and I keep coming back to Lokasenna because multiple deities are mentioned in it. You get little glimpses of so many personalities in that story besides just Loki. And as always, it's a great reminder that sometimes you need to call out people's bullshit and dig some skeletons out of closets. Though preferably not while you're drunk or having just killed your host's servant.

From a less biased perspective, I love Harbarthsljoth. Odin basically telling Thor to fuck off from the opposite sides of a river is just killer. 10/10, beautiful story.

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wordsbymae · 2 years ago

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Soooo, I've been watching a lot of God of War Ragnarök gameplay, and now I've got Vikings on the brain. Especially Thor from the game, the way he's built has me kicking my feet lol. Anyways I think that maybe the reader was a part of a small village that wasn't worth all that much, and they get taken as a prize by the Vikings, maybe for use as labor, etc. One of the raiders decides to present them to their leader because he's got the best pick out of all the loot. So he decides that he's going to take them as his spouse. Of course, as a Viking, you're on the move for a portion of the year, so he goes and stashes his darling in another village, and threatens them into taking care of the darling for him. Because they're doing this out of fear, they're doing the bare minimum, so the reader is working themselves to death trying to do all the household chores, with hardly any help because the villagers resent them. They had hardly gotten a glimpse of their new "husband" before he had to leave, but based on rumors, they hear that he's a terrifying warrior, a hard, ruthless man, and the reader is very afraid because someone who sounds like that doesn't seem like they would be lenient about having an unclean house, or a disobedient partner. Eventually, after several months of him being away at sea, he comes back. And based on appearance alone, he's everything that the reader thought that he would be. But I think it would be kinda endearing if the reader hears off in the distance, their husband calling for hot water for him to bathe because he doesn't want to greet his new partner with the dirt and filth of his profession, and his clean clothes make him look almost tame. I'm imagining it's winter, and when he gets inside he notices that there's no firewood, and when he asks the reader why, they shakily admit that they haven't had the time, between keeping the house clean and cooking for themselves, and the townspeople were always so busy. And the viking is livid at that because not only did he threaten them he paid them money for their silence. He's quietly plotting his revenge, because hard labor is not the life for *his* spouse of all people. He's an older man, journeying like this has taken a toll on him and he just wants to settle down.

Random bulletpoints that I just wanna talk about:

When he comes home to the reader, he's inwardly nervous because he's been practicing saying their name because they come from different lands.

The reader gets a little drunk off of some wine he brought from his travels, and he delights in how giggly it makes them, in contrast to the apprehension from when he first arrived.

He's just big, everywhere. I mentioned Thor earlier, go look at him and tell me that I'm wrong XD.

I also think it'd be funny if he constantly jokes about how old he is.

Thanks for hearing me out! It feels like I wrote a whole novel in here.

Oh my goodness I love this so much! I have only seen snippets of God of War but I totally agree! Also, I love watching gameplay more than actually playing hehe.

Yes! My favourite trope for fiction is 'war prize', it scratches this itch in my brain just right. Especially when the reader isn't anyone special. Their not royal, not nobel, or they don't even have valuable skills, the Viking just saw them once and went, 'i want that pathetic looking one' (affectionately).

Poor reader! having to take care of a massive household by themselves. Quick question! Since the Viking wants to take them as their spouse, was there a ceremony? Or does the reader have no idea they are meant to be married to the Viking, or does the reader know they're meant to be married but technically they aren't yet, which would be the saddest for the reader cause 'legally' they could leave but the rumours they hear of this ruthless and bloodthirsty man (as you said) force the reader to stay and play spouse.

I like that you said the villagers resent the reader, cause they were threatened by this giant, vicious Viking. None of the villagers wants to talk to the reader, or even help them, so the poor reader is so lonely :(

I also love that reader didn't get to really meet or know their new husband! They are so terrified of him returning that they clean stress every day.

I love love love the fact he wants to be clean for the reader. Like you said he wants to be seen as less terrifying (which is hard) for his new spouse. Ohhh! When he asks them for the firewood, reader would be so scared and kicking themselves for not having the time. But he is so polite! and kind! and while he does seem to be really really mad it is directed at the village so the reader can take a moment to calm themselves.

I am such a sucker for the whole bloodthirsty warrior settling down trope with a pretty spouse. Like yes, go be a domestic man!!!!!! It's so good.

AAAAAAAAA! Those dot points???? I love them to death! The one about practising their name is sooooo cute, especially when you remember that they didn't really meet so either the reader only said it once and he's been obsessed with it since then or he had to ask the slaves they captured from the reader's village for their name. either way, I'm obsessed!

Reader all giggly???? and him just sitting there in awe at how lovely they look, red-faced and with a dopey smile. He would love how different they acted around him, now longer walking on eggshells but they are finally acting themselves. He nearly passes out when the reader jokingly sits on his lap and kisses his cheek, and the reader complains about his dagger sheath digging into them.

SZA says it right by saying I need a big boy. He is so big that reader, even though they might have been quite big or tall themselves, still has to crane their head up to try and make eye contact, and when they are kneading dough and he comes up behind them to close them in and they feel so small against him. You already know my mind is rushing towards the gutter but I'll leave those thoughts for now unless you want them then please just ask and you will receive ;)

Hehe yeah, he keeps making all these jokes about being old and it stresses the reader out cause he acts like he's on death's door.

I loved this so much! That is ok! I should be thanking you! This made my day!

Lots of love

mae xx

#mae answers #lily :)#yandere x reader #yandere #yandere imagines #yandere drabble #yandere prompts #oc #yandere fantasy

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hello s! i hope you're doing well and had a nice weekend. i've been thinking about your writing, especially anything with subby bucky (as usual). i don't know if you've talked about something like this before, but steve inviting sam and some other friends over one night. they are all drinking beer and whatnot when sweet little bucky comes home. bucky just wanting to be as close to his daddy as possible after not being with him for a couple of days takes over his brain, making him forget about steve's prior notices to having guests over. everyone knows about their relationship/dynamic, but bucky is still nervous when he makes his way towards the men chuckling and conversating. he gets shy when steve calls him over to 'give daddy a hug' and say hi to his friends. steve is a little confused when bucky slides off the couch, but he coos and pets his head when he lays his head on steve's lap. it is obvious bucky is feeling needy, and steve can automatically tell what bucky needs. bucky continues to be very polite, but after a while, steve excuses them for a moment, and the second they are alone, bucky is on his knees, cutely struggling to unbuckle his daddy's belt with so much haste.

- bf showing anon (and update on me going crazy lol i slept at my daddy's house this weekend and saw my friends, so i'm going less crazy now haha)

Oh. my. god.

I love this! It's been a long time since I've written something so soft and so horny at the same time. I will very willingly jump all over this.

The noise of other men, Sam, Thor, Dum Dum, Gabe, James, Jim, and Jacques all gathered in the living room--alternating between drinking beer and water as they joke so they're not getting too tipsy or wild, just blowing off some steam--hasn't even muffled in the slightest when suddenly Bucky drops to his knees. They aren't more than a handful of steps away. Hidden by a corner and not much else. The sound of his knees against their wooden floors seems to echo loudly.

The illusion of privacy isn't even there. It's obvious.

They're being so obvious.

But Steve has greater concerns than being caught taking care of his boy by his friends. Steve clicks his tongue, softly scolding, "baby, that sounded like it hurt," his voice is barely above a whisper. He's going to make sure to rub lotion on his boy's knees later; they're probably gonna he bruised (which is not unusual, but, y'know, it's the principle).

In response, Bucky doesn't even make a sound. Instead, he just stares up at Steve, batting those pretty, long lashes, and begins grasping at his worn leather belt with eager hands.

His fingers are shaking.

"Tsk, tsk," Steve clicks his tongue, but at the same time, he pushes his fingers through Bucky's angel soft hair. He can't help it. Bucky wants to touch him, and he knows Bucky can't help himself when he gets like this. There's only so long he can go without dropping if he doesn't get the opportunity to go down for a while. And it's been a few long days. He hasn't had any time to himself. Usually, he can last longer, but he needs this. He's stressed.

He deserves this.

Steve's going to help him.

"Babyy," Steve murmurs. And rather than continuing to pet him, he pulls softly on his hair--where it's the longest, at the crown of his head. Nothing too hard. Just enough to get Bucky's frantic attention to tear away from his dick where it's chubbing up in his pants.

Bucky's dark, almost-drunk-looking eyes shoot up to Steve's eyes for a moment. Then, they're instantly back on his bulge, flicking down, and he's back to scrambling to tear open his jeans with his hands while he dives in nose first, nuzzling the front of his pants, breathing in deep. He's trembling all over now. A low vibration. Carrying through him. Bottled energy on the cusp of an explosion. He needs the perfect touch to release all that pent-up energy safetly.

Without total destruction.

"Baby, baby," Steve makes his voice more stern, a little louder. Even more careful now.

Bucky lets out the tiniest whimper. His eyebrows draw together, and his precious lower lip wobbles.

"You're fine, baby," Steve reassures first and foremost, "'m not gonna let you go hungry," he pulls his hair, still gentle, until he can see the pale, long, and beautiful line of his throat. Head tilted back. His throat contracts and heat shoots through Steve. That's where his cocks gonna fit. Somehow, that's where his cock gets to be on a regular basis. Jesus. "You'll get what you want, baby boy, I just wanna move you a little, 'kay? Lets not do this in the middle of the fuckin' hallway, hm?"

Bucky licks his lips, staring up at him. He didn’t hear a fucking word of it after knowing that he's going to get Daddy's dick in his mouth. He's blank.

It's sweet.

Well... maybe sweet isn't the word for it.

"Okay?" Steve emphasizes in a whisper, "I know it's hard for you to talk right now, sweet thing, but Daddy wants to hear you."

"Yes, Daddy," Bucky manages to breathe out. Just barely, it sounds like.

"Good boy--" Steve sighs, letting go of his hair to lightly scratch his scalp.

Bucky whimpers again.

"Now c'mon," Steve nudges him with his legs, turning him and walking him back so Bucky's back is to the hallway wall as he kneels. So, he's squished between the wall and his Daddy now. Pleasantly made compact. Trapped perfectly. "There you are, baby," Steve murmurs, stroking his thumb over his pretty jaw with one hand while he uses his other to open his belt. One-handed. Smooth and enticing.

Bucky lets an eager moan slip. It's little. Barely anything. But it still has Steve's mind shooting back to his friends... they're so close, lounging in the living room.... and Bucky's already too out of it to blush when Steve playfully admonishes him for his noises, telling him to keep it down. Normally, he's shy, but he's not when he needs it bad, though. Bucky will care later. So, to fix the situation tidily, Steve shoves his pants down just enough to whip out his dick and put it right into Bucky's waiting, open mouth. No more hesitation.

Bucky's next little sound is muffled, taking his dick like it's nothing. And Steve's mostly soft cock isn't anything to sneer at--Steve doesn't like to brag but Bucky tells him he's a shower and a grower. Still. Steve didn't even have to coax Bucky's pretty lips apart. He never has to. He's so eager for it. But, especially like this, he never has to say anything. His baby just takes.

He takes it like a dream.

Immediately, Bucky is suckling on his cock. Not sucking--suckling. Hallowing his cheeks and sucking like he's a phallically shaped piece of candy. A lollipop. Obscene and sweet, too. It makes Steve's teeth feel like they're rotting. And, damn, there's no reason for Steve to throb like he does. All that's happening is that he's just sitting in Bucky's hot, wet mouth, teasing his throat, except he just--

He loves how sweet his boy is.

His boy always needs so, so intensely. And it makes Daddy feel so good. Don't get Steve wrong, he wants to take care of his baby so he doesn't get this needy, dropping in the middle of the afternoon while they have company over but, when he can't prevent it because life gets in the way... it's pretty damn gratifying to be readily shown how much his boy needs him.

So, even though Steve was just about half hard when he pushed his dick into Bucky's mouth, and it's only been a minute or so since then, he's already getting harder.

Jesus.

Heat rises inside him. His heart thumps in his chest, blood rushing to his cock. It twitches and swells and gets hotter and hotter. Bucky ripples and shivers and trembles underneath him, coming alive from under his hazy spell. Sucking harder. Leaning in. Getting his nose to brush the flat of Steve's low, low belly. Taking it all. He loves feeling his Daddy in his mouth. Soft, then hard. Filling him more as he expands.

It's intoxicating. And the cycle just keeps going, Bucky sucks, Steve swells, getting harder, Bucky sucks more, Steve gets harder still, and on and on and on.

It's not the best blow job that Bucky's ever given him, he's just suckling him and lavving his tongue over the bottom of his cock clumsily, his head isn't moving anymore, not now that he has the whole thing, contented, he's just... keeping him. Sucking on him like he's a pacifier. Unmoving. Having him. In his mouth. Steve has gone from just being in his mouth to down his throat with how hard he's grown and Bucky's position adjustment. Still, Bucky doesn't even choke.

God.

All of it hits Steve harder than it has any right to.

He tries to keep his cool, petting Bucky's hair back from his forehead, but... he's trembling now, too. And he can only pet him one handed because his other hand ends up in his own mouth. Jaw tensing. Biting down. He wants to thrust his hips badly; he wants to use his boy's mouth. But his boy is being so good. Sitting so still. Taking him so well. Suckling at his cock so perfectly. So, Steve doesn't want to break the spell. He can't make a sound. He can't move a muscle. He can't.

Fuck.

Even more of their current situation hits Steve all at once. It's a landslide.

He's trapped them both here. Oh, God. Bucky is between Steve and the wall. Steve is just another wall. He can't move. Not an inch. The only part of his body that's moving is his chest, heaving, and his cock, throbbing. Little twitches of movement that speak of pure pleasure--uncontrollable, no matter how hard he tries.

Bucky's making happy, full-mouthed sounds. Steve is muffling his own heavy breaths and chest-deep groans. Between the two of them, sweat is beginning to slick Steve's back under his shirt. He's throbbing harder, if possible. His heart is a fist against a drum, laced with pent-up aggression, and he's absolutely sure Bucky can feel it on his tongue, against the roof of his mouth, and his plush lips.

It's the eroticism of this moment.

It's the rawness.

Steve's in his baby's mouth, hard, fully fucking hard now, his friends aren't even a room away, his previously chilled beer is sitting on a coaster in that room, and this is it. It's all he can do. Stand here. Hard. Harder. Trying to control his breathing. Sinking his teeth into his own hand; he might bruise himself soon... he might start to draw blood. Restraint. He's trying to have restraint. But how can he not just want to dive forward and tear into the pretty little slice of heaven he has in front of him, making a meal out of him? He's starved all of a sudden. Hunger pains cramping low in his gut.

Bucky swallows around him, keeping himself from drooling but also causing his throat to contract around Steve's dick where it's shoved down inside him. Deep.

Shit.

Steve sweats for real now. The way he swallows. The way he sounds. The way his boy weighs him on his tongue, lifting the strong, wet muscle slightly, curling it around him, tracing the pulsig veins on his shaft with the clever tip, and opening his mouth just the tinest bit to get more room and, and--

Just keeps suckling.

A groan that's obvious, growled and strung-out, almost slips out despite his hand in his mouth. His boy. God. Made of fucking sugar and sin, he swears it.

Just one more slow, hazy sweep of his tongue and Steve's cock drips a pearl of pre-cum onto his tongue. In his mouth. Bucky mewls around him. Sucking. Swallowing. And, Jesus wept, hallowing his cheeks again. Wet. Hot. Tight.

Steve wants to last for as long as he can. He wants to give Bucky the soothing he needs. But he's not sure how long he's going to make it. He just didn't expect this to do so much to him, too. He's slipping like Bucky. Maybe it's been a long few days for him as well. He needed this more than he knew and now he's paying for it, weakening at the knees, and reciting all the boring facts he knows in his mind to keep from cumming down his baby's throat before he's even done anything.

This turned out more horny than I meant... oops? (I'm glad you're doing better, sweetheart! That's good to hear.)

#asks #bf showing anon #fandomfluffandfuck #bucky barnes #steve rogers #stucky

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