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ilovetoxicfictionalmen · 2 months ago

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A KINKTOBER SPECIAL - MARKING WITH ROBERT CAPA

Pairing.| Robert Capa x fem!reader

Summary.| You ignite Robert’s jealousy and he has to remind you that you’re still his

Warnings.| Dubcon, hickies, biting, marking, p in v, rough sex.

Word count.| 1.2k

Notes.| I watched Sunshine once as a kid and it actually terrified me so I still haven’t rewatched it. Therefore all knowledge on him is by edits so this one really isn’t very detailed.

It was the way that Mace smiled at you, which ignited the jealousy in Capa’s body. The innocent graze of his rough fingertips, the deep chuckle as his eyes lingered over your bare skin, the obvious eye fuck session he had with you. Capa would always watch from a distance, his arms crossed over his chest, jaw clenched and eyes glued onto the way you reacted to his subtle advances.

There was no reason for him to be jealous, you were broken up, or on a break, the pair of you seem to be on different pages with that topic. Robert was indubitable that you guys would eventually sort out your differences. It felt like a punishment for you when you were both assigned for this mission, but the both of you agreed to act professionally as the world’s survival was a far greater issue than your relationship problems.

However, when he caught Mace practically pressed up against you, his arms snaked around your waist, he could have killed him. You blushed immediately and slipped out of his hold, your head hid in shame as you tried to get out of the scene as quickly as possible. For Mace, Capa gave a simple yet strong warning to stay away from you.

Even though everyone else was asleep by now, Robert was wide awake. Staring aimlessing at his ceiling, his chest rose and fell as he clicked his tongue, his finger tapped just below his chest. Fuck it, he needed to talk to you now, you guys needed to hash it out, he’d be completely unfocused until you resolved this. Robert slipped on a singlet and strode down the white halls.

“We need to talk” Capa muttered as he rudely entered your room, completely avoiding eye contact.

You scoffed under your breath and closed your door, the both of you stood firmly, staring each other off. Your hands moved onto your hips as you moved your head forward.

“Well!” you exclaimed, your voice grumpy, clearly from his unplanned arrival.

“Are you trying to sabotage my work?” Robert lectured as he swiped his hand in the air, he shook his head at the thought of you with Mace.

Without thought, you rolled your eyes at him and shook your head. “You’re such an insecure prick” you insulted, avoiding his gaze by picking up your dirty clothes off of the floor.

As you threw them into the hamper, his hand latched onto your forearm, you hissed at him and tried to snatch yourself free, but he held on tightly to you. Those beautiful blue eyes of his were fuel of rage, suspicion and lust. Capa yanked you towards him, the way he looked down at you made you feel so small and helpless.

“You’re still mine? You know that right?” Capa flared his white teeth, his tone dripping of possessiveness.

“No I’m not” you muttered as you lowered your head in embarrassment as you felt your core turn.

“What was that?” Robert snarled, his hand forced your chin back up. The grip hurt you but you tried to act unphased.

“Nothing” you spat as you tried to shake your head free of his hold.

But his grip tightened until you were whimpering out. Your hands shot up to his wrist, however, even though he was of a slim frame, his strength still dominated over yours.

“No, say it again, I want to hear you” Robert demanded, his face flushed with red. His eyes dared you to piss him off even more.

“Get out Robert-” you were cut off when Robert crashed his lips onto yours.

You whined into his mouth, hands flung out to whack against his chest. But Capa reacted swiftly, you were forced onto your back on the small single bed, his hips straddled you down as hands pinned your wrists on either side of your head. His erection pressed into your stomach as he kissed you roughly, his teeth dug into your plush lips.

Since your resistance was pointless, your body turned lump underneath him, Robert huffed out and inhaled deeply through his nose. Saying that he missed you was an understatement. Robert needed you like oxygen, like the sun. Living without you felt miserable, the only thing that would get him through everyday was still being able to see you. The two of you would sort out your differences, he just knew it.

“My girl, mine. No one else’s okay?” Capa stated, his tone warning you not to disobey his views.

You mumbled out as you nodded your head in agreement, a displeased look on your face. But you were obedient, most of the time anyways, the last thing you needed was a scene made in the middle of space. His hands grabbed onto your breasts through your singlet, he roughly tugged at your skin and grunted out. Capa needed to be buried inside of you as soon as possible.

As he roughly yanked your shorts down, you gasped out at the cold breeze. But his thick fingers brushed over your sensitive skin and you moaned out at impact. After he pulled his singlet off, he unzipped his shorts and mounted you, his lips attached to the skin of your neck as his hands worked to line his cock up.

To ease his distress, you were already dripping. It was easy for him to push his thick member inside of you, you mewled out, biting harshly onto your lower lip as your walls adjusted to him. It had been so long, your body missed Capa, craved him to relieve you.

As he buried himself fully, Robert exhaled out, his eyes fixated on your neck. The possessive traits took over his mind, he needed to mark you as his. Capa’s lips latched onto your neck, his teeth nibbled at your muscle as he hummed, his hips snapped back and forward harshly. You whined out, your hands tangled in his hair as your needy hips rocked for more friction.

Every few minutes Capa’s mouth would move over to a new spot. You held his body close to yours, your legs wrapped around his waist. The desperate need of stimulation clouded your judgment, you knew exactly what he was doing, fending off the other men from even looking in your direction. But this act of love sparked your arousal so large that it took over your body.

When your neck was covered in hickies and bite marks, Capa rasped out. He was close, by the way you were squeezing his aching cock, he knew you were as well. His fingers rolled over your clit and you whined out. The tip of his cock brushed against your cervix until the sounds of your orgasm coated moans filled his eyes, velvet walls squeezed as tightly as possible to milk him. Quickly, he followed after you, his body stilled as he gasped out in ecstasy.

“I love you, angel” he moaned out, his eyes rolled back as he rubbed his forehead against yours.

“Love you too” you sniffled, your body trembling from the aftermath of pleasure and the initial stage of regret.

Capa exhaled as his body molded on top of yours. He inhaled your sweet scent, finally his anxieties rested at bay. The warmth he gave you angered you, he was always so infuriating to be around, you hated him yet always wanted him by the end of the night.

“Can I stay in here tonight?” Robert murmured. His stubble teased at your skin as he nuzzled you like a cat.

“Yeah” you sighed as your hand rubbed over your fresh art piece of a neck.

#cillian murphy #cillian murphy smut #smut #dark smut #cillian murphy x reader #sunshine #sunshine 2007 #robert capa #robert capa x reader #robert capa x you

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mysaintkitten · 1 year ago

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idek what to title this, i’ve been procrastinating and i’ve been thinking about capa so now we’re here.

prompt: needy reader and needy capa get it on (18+, MINORS DNI !!)

WARNINGS: kind of subby!capa ?? (he’s just so horny), oral (f receiving), veryyyyy temporary mutual masturbation, unprotected sex (p in v)

*not proofread*

it had been months, no, years, since you’d been intimate with anyone. prior to joining icarus II, you weren’t exactly getting too much action. but now that you’re out in space with limited people and a very stressful job at hand? you had essentially become celibate, whether you liked it or not.

it was easy to manage at first. no one on board really peaked your interest— besides capa. he’s handsome, smart, funny if he’s in the right mood, overall not too shabby. and since you had very few others to gawk at, it made capa stand out a lot more.

the harder you started to crush on capa, the more difficult things became. not only could you not have sex, you could barely get off. the only true privacy you get is in the shower and even then you can only be in there for a limited time, so there’s no point in wasting water.

then when you were assigned to work with capa full time, you reached your tipping point. you’d spend hours alone with him, working, sometimes talking, but working for the most part.

but, during an unusually slow and boring day, you and him talked for what felt like hours. you even got comfortable enough to open up about your desire for intimacy, although you hoped that it wouldn’t come off as to desperate or “slutty” (as if being a slut really matters at this point in time).

capa opened up too, he wasn’t as open as you were willing to be, but he was vulnerable enough. he’d been struggling too. really, everyone was probably struggling in that sense, but it felt nice to be validated by capa in a way.

things started to get a bit ‘playful’ between you and capa, you kept it hidden as best you could, but when you were alone together you were sweet and a bit affectionate. of course, nothing wild, but little things like playing footsie, hand holding, even hugs. that’s all you allowed yourself to indulge in for the first little while.

but one night, when everyone was asleep, you and capa snuck into a vacant observation room. initially, you had intentions of only talking, but that was shut down almost immediately.

you and capa giggled like children as you locked the door behind you, feeling a rush of adrenaline despite not doing anything explicitly wrong. as you place your back against the wall while smiling kindly at capa, you notice his demeanour has changed. he isn’t giggling, and he’s still smiling, but for a different reason.

“you know, i’ve been thinking ..” capa murmurs as he slinks his body closer, leaning on his shoulder directly beside you. “if we’re smart about this, i think we can both get something that we want. and no one would have to know.”

“what do you mean?” you question with a confused face, although you already have an inkling as to what he’s hinting at.

capa smirks and caresses your palm with the pads of his fingers “you know ..”

your eyes go wide at his confirmation. you want to feel him so badly, but it’s too risky. a moment of pleasure doesn’t outweigh a lifetime of regret.

“capa, i don’t know if we should ..” you whisper, fighting your urge to push him down and fuck him right then and there.

“we can be good about this!” he pleads, inching himself closer and turning his body to where his chest is nearly touching yours. “we’ll be fine, you’re a smart girl, aren’t you?”

you feel yourself becoming flustered, you struggle to look capa in the eyes. they’ve become darker, slowly but surely filling with lust.

“i am.” you reply with a swallow,

“yes, you are.” he agrees, brushing stray hairs from out of your face. “so come on. and we’ll probably work better without all this pent up energy, huh?”

your heart starts to race and a heat between your legs begins to form, “yeah .. that makes sense ..”

“mhm.” he purrs, his body now flush against yours, you can feel his bulge straining through the fabric. “can i kiss you?”

you nod, lips slightly agape. he brings his lips to yours, moaning quietly at the sensation of your soft lips against his. the kiss quickly becomes heated with capa trailing his hands down your body. his touches are sexual, but they have a hint of curiosity to them. it’s been so long since he’s been this close to a woman.

how they feel, how they taste, how they smell, he’d almost started to forget it. but with you here, it’s all flooding back to him now, and he can tell his body is slipping into a primal-like overdrive. he feels your pheromones are nearly intoxicating to him.

“feel like a teenager again ..” capa giggles breathlessly between kisses. you decide to get handsy as well and place your hands on his back, feeling up his shoulder blades and spine.

“fuck ..” he mewls, “need more ..”

he dropped to his knees and began to pull your shorts and underwear down, promptly revealing yourself to him. you hadn’t been anticipating any sort of sexual contact, so you weren’t exactly groomed to your liking. if you had known this was going to happen you would’ve shaved for him, but alas.

“i’m sorry i’m not exactly .. bald ..” your voice trails off as you blush, dancing around what you actually wanted to say. you were afraid the faint hair may put him off, but it didn’t, not in the slightest.

“i don’t care .. fuck, i don’t care ..” he groaned, nearly whining at the simple sight of you being bare right in front of his eyes. he runs his dry hands up your thighs, gripping the soft skin gently. while panting from pure arousal, he begins to kiss your thighs, occasionally looking up at you with an infatuated glare in his eye. like you were some sort of god to him at that moment.

“you’re a woman.” he breathed, it rolled off his tongue like a praise. he continued to kiss along your thighs, inching closer and closer to your aching core. it had been so long since you’d been touched, let alone ate out. your knees nearly gave out from anticipation.

you card your fingers through his hair as you watch him, his breath getting heavier and heavier with each passing moment. while making eye contact with you, he begins to kiss your needy cunt. slowly switching from wet pecks to desperate licks. he moaned at your taste, gripping your ass as he pushed your hips against his face harder.

“c-capa-“ you whimper at his eagerness and the sudden wave of pleasure. with a hum, he brought his tongue to your hole to lap up any and all of your spilling arousal, using his nose to stimulate your clit.

“tastes fuckin’ incredible ..” he admitted, quickly resuming his licks and sucks. what he lacked in skill he made up for in passion and eagerness, he wanted to make you feel so good, and it was clear by the way he whined and huffed against you.

“i missed having good pussy on my tongue.” he chuckled, smacking your ass playfully. you yelp at the slight sting, but it quickly shifts into a moan as he nips at your sensitive inner thighs. “i could eat you all goddamn night, but i need a little relief of my own, baby.”

you feel yourself becoming slicker as capa begins to tug off his pants, his flushed member standing to attention. as soon as his cock is freed, he begins to weakly pump it for you. his eyes scanning up and down your body as he basks in your feminine presence.

copying his behaviour, you slowly begin to play with your clit, watching how he sighs and slouches at the gesture, clearly enjoying the show.

“could i ride you?” you blurt out, almost embarrassingly fast, your arousal clouding your thought process. no point in pretending anymore, you want to fuck him and you want to do it now.

“fuck, please.” he begs, he sounds pathetic, but that only further enables your arousal, knowing you have a man on his knees begging for you.

you push his shoulders back gently so he’s laying against the cold floor, as he lays back you straddle his lap and begin to roll your hips against his member. you and capa both moan at the sensation, capa balls his fists up and begins to rut against you as well. at this point, you’re just grinding against each other raw.

“baby ..” he pants, dipping his head back for a moment. your stomach tingles at the pet name. “if we keep doing this ‘m gonna come.”

while biting your lip, you raise your hips and align his tip with your opening, teasing him slightly before lowering yourself down into him. you gasp at the fullness, while capa groans at your warmth.

“could i-i, fuck, could i see your tits?” he whines as he involuntarily thrusts up into you, he feels like he can’t control himself at this point. every ounce of his being is burning with arousal.

you lift your hips up and ride him, meeting his thrusts. while you ride him, you shakily lift up your top. you leave the shirt on but bundle up the fabric above your tits, for some reason it feels hotter that way.

capa groans and plants his feet on the floor, holding your hips in place as he fucks up into you harshly.

“o-oh fu-uck!” you sob as capa pounds into that sensitive spot from within you, hastily you bring your hand between your legs to rub your clit. both of you knew this wouldn’t last long, so you just want to enjoy it while you can.

capa feels like his brain is melting, he doesn’t know where to look. he can either watch your tits bounce with each thrust, he can watch your pretty little face contort with pleasure, or he can watch his cock slide in and out of your heavenly cunt. he can’t settle on one, so he eagerly switches between each of them.

“you’re so fuckin’ wet ..” he choked as he watched his member glisten with your arousal. since being on icarus II, capa began to dream of situations like this. it was normally faceless women, but he was absolutely feigning for some tight wet pussy, despite how much he tried to hide it.

“don’t stop— please ..” you huff. you know capa won’t stop, he’s too far gone to quit now, yet the words still fell from your mouth. you haven’t felt so good in so long, you don’t want it to end.

“won’t stop.” capa slurs as his thighs shake from exhaustion, “fuck. can’t stop stop, baby, feels too fucking good.”

your orgasm begins to build up from within you. both you and capa are shaky, sweaty, desperate, and close. you place a hand behind you for stability and dig your nails into capa’s knee as he thrusts into you, your other hand still stimulating your clit as best you can.

capas cheeks are flushed, his pupils are blown, and plush lips hang agape. you want to tell him he looks gorgeous, but you can’t seem to find the words to at the moment.

“‘m getting close.” he hissed as his grip on your hips got tighter, “come on my cock. please, baby. i need to feel it. please.” capa rambles mindlessly, you’ve felt like an absolute dream the entire time but the sight and sensation of you coming undone on his cock would be the cherry on top.

“yes, yes, yes-“ you gasp as your orgasm finally breaks through you, the stimulation on your clit comes to a stop but capa continues to fuck into you as you come for him. you release a loud, guttural moan at the pleasure. mere seconds after, capas whining beneath you about how close he is and how pretty you look when you come.

after pulling out, capa feverishly pumps himself and quickly spills his load onto your ass and his thighs while groaning and whimpering.

you shakily slide off his lap and sit on the cold floor beside him. while attempting to fix your appearance, you both giggle at what you had just done. since it had been so long, it felt almost innocent. just two desperate people who wanted to feel each others bodies.

“can we do this again tomorrow?” capa asks while attempting to catch his breath

“tomorrow?” you raise your brows, “you want to make this a routine?”

capa laughs, “you shouldn’t have given me a taste, baby, now i’m going to keep crawling back for more.”

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sorry, had horny capa thoughts, can you really blame me tho.

#cillian murphy #cillian murphy smut #cillian murphy x reader #cillian x fem!reader #robert capa #robert capa x reader #sunshine 2007 #hope y’all like this #:)

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mypoisonedvine · 1 year ago

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dark!capa who hasn’t felt the touch of a woman the entire time he’s been on icarus II😵‍💫😵‍💫

oh I've been thinking about this since I saw the movie no joke

warnings: DARK SMUT 18+ ONLY, soft!dark/yandere vibes, touch-starved reader (and capa lol), forced creampie

"Please, please, don't fight me," he begged in a soft voice, still pinning you to the cold glass wall with his weight.

But what else were you supposed to do? After working side by side with him for years, even growing to consider him a friend, he'd found you in your room, gone on a bizarre rant about how long the mission was (as if that was some kind of surprise?) and then grabbed you. By the time you realized what was happening, it was far too late to try to talk him out of it, or at least try to make a run for the door.

"I just need--" he choked out, speaking softly by your ear as his hands ran over your body, "I just need to... feel something. Something real."

"Capa, please," you sighed, struggling to keep your composure as he started to attempt to undress you, a heavy sigh falling from his lips. "I know as much as anyone how hard it's been, okay?"

"Then you need this too," he breathed as he pulled your tank top out of the way and ran his fingers softly over your bare shoulder. "I can make it good for you-- I mean, I can try. Kinda rusty, you know..."

"Just please," you whimpered, "stop now-- I won't tell anyone. We can just forget it, go back to... to how things were!"

He shook his head, making you whine as he pressed himself harder against you, kissing the curve of your neck as his long hair tickled your skin. "I can't take it anymore," he explained, "being so close to you, seeing you every day and never getting a chance to touch you... I'm sorry, we can't go back to how it was. It was killing me."

Just as you opened your mouth to protest, or at least ask how long he'd been harboring this secret obsession, his lips ghosted over your pulse and you shuddered. Feeling him smile, you cursed yourself internally for how easily your body responded. He wasn't wrong that it was difficult to spend years without any human contact-- but you strongly disagreed with his solution.

He reached down into your shorts suddenly, making you gasp in shock. "You're wet," he noticed with a purr.

Okay, maybe you didn't disagree that strongly... or at least, your body didn't. But your mind was racing with confusion and fear, realizing how much worse this was going to get: tonight was only one problem. You still had years left on this ship, trapped with him, working in the lab right by him every day... he was completely inescapable.

You whimpered and tried to push him away again, but he shushed you and started to push his own pants down, pushing you roughly back against the wall when you resisted. "Shh, hey," he hissed, sliding your shorts down and guiding his erection to your opening, "it won't be so bad. I just need this-- I'm sorry, I know you... I know you trusted me. But I need this. I need to be inside you."

Pushing in with a loud moan, his hips forced yours against the wall-- until a hand settled on your hips and pulled them back; he looked down at where he entered you, groaning and sighing as he already started to move.

"S'been so long," he mumbled, "s-so warm..."

"Stop," you choked out, "please--"

"I can't stop," he whimpered, burying his face in your neck again and kissing you more hungrily there. "I'm sorry, I can't stop-- you feel too good. Fuck. Like you were made for me."

Moving faster, he kissed away your tears, still offering apologies sometimes between his deep and desperate moans. For a while, you let it happen-- because you didn't have much of a choice in it all-- until his sounds got louder and his movements more erratic. Erratic enough that you could hear skin hitting skin, and his dogtags dangling.

"I'm close," he panted in your ear, "fuck, I need to fill you."

"N-no, Capa," you choked out, "not inside..."

He didn't say anything, but just the way he groaned and dropped his forehead on your shoulder somehow made it obvious to you that he wasn't going to heed your demand.

"Pull out!" you insisted. "Do you have any fucking idea what would happen if I got--?!"

"I know, I know," he grunted, "but fuck, I-- I can't stop now."

You managed to get your arms out from against the wall and push back on his hips, trying to force him out, but he grabbed your wrists and groaned as he pinned them to the wall, fucking you harder than ever as you sobbed.

"Sorry," he offered one more time, "I need it. I need to fucking fill you up--"

"Please, please," you whimpered.

"--give you every fucking drop of my come," he growled, "so fucking deep inside--"

You shook your head, because you knew it was already a lost cause.

"You're gonna take it so well, I know you will," he praised darkly, "gonna be fucking perfect for me. Just stay still-- please, baby, it's almost over..."

But this was far, far from over.

#dark!robert capa x reader #robert capa dark smut

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theladyofthevarioussorrows · 8 months ago

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Sunspots

Fandom: Sunshine (2007)

Pairing: Robert Capa x fem!reader

Word count: 6,400+

Characters: Robert Capa (Cillian Murphy), the rest of the cast is only mentioned.

Summary: Alternate universe (duh). Reader is the 9th crew member on the Icarus II as a second physicist assigned to assist Capa; she and Capa started dating at some point during the mission. But, in this story, the mission was successful, and everyone lived to make it back to Earth; the reader and Capa have been together ever since. The story takes place during a solar eclipse two or three years or so after they make it back to Earth, and as to be expected, Capa is excited about and fascinated by the eclipse, and so is the reader. He is set on making it a beautiful and romantic experience for her, especially since it was because of them that they can see it from Earth.

Warnings and additional tags: Fluff, smut (p in v), established relationship, mention of masturbation (m and f), the mission is successful in this (everyone makes it back to Earth in one piece), soft!dom Capa if you squint, Capa is slightly out of character in this (he's happy, he's deeply in love with the reader, and he's a little bit of a tease), mention of airsickness, reader-insert, reader-interactive, reader uses Capa's first name a few times, Capa calls the reader "sunshine" (I think it's fucking cute okay? Sue me. I'm just a girl.).

Notes: This is my first fic in literal years, and it is in two parts...both are in this post. I took a lot of liberties here. Necessary ones I think, but liberties nonetheless. I don’t know a lot about space and space travel. I know very little about it actually. However, I did do some research (if you could call it that) and tried to make it as accurate to the movie as I could. I had a ton of fun writing this! I miiiiiiiiight add to this later on, we'll see! I hope you guys like it!

--->Smut below the cut! NSFW, minors DO NOT INTERACT!<---

He had been planning this for months. Years, to be exact. Up until now, he was convinced that if he made it back in one piece, he would have been alone.

Capa had spent over a year cramped up on the Icarus II with eight other crew members. Kaneda, Searle, Trey, Corazon, and Cassie seemed to take him seriously a good chunk of the time, but stayed mostly neutral towards him. Harvey and Mace tended to direct a lot of their anger towards him. Whether it was out of jealousy, anxiety, or whatever else, it didn’t matter what their reasoning behind ganging up on the lead physicist was. Despite their unfounded animosities, it was Capa’s stellar bomb that would reignite the Sun and save humanity from extinction. Even though tensions were understandably high, Capa was the only person aboard the Icarus II who knew the gravity and the importance of the mission they were tasked with carrying out. In other words, he was the only one who knew how to operate the device to perform such a miracle. It was really no surprise to anyone that they put Capa in charge of the payload; he understood the mission better than anyone else on the ship, and it showed. Mace and Harvey began to back off once it finally began to sink in that their lives depended on Capa, and because of that, they should take it easy on him. Try to, at least.

Of all the other astronauts on the Icarus II, Capa felt the closest to Y/L/N, the second physicist, a young woman wise beyond her years who was assigned to work alongside Capa. She was a bit younger than him and the rest of the crew, but she proved to have a level-headed way of looking at things, while also presenting herself with an air of cautious optimism. Her grace and appreciation of everything each of the members were doing drew Capa to her, something that initially made him nervous. She captivated him in a mysterious but welcome way, and she was nowhere near immune to his unique allure and quiet charm.

She would watch him in awe as he spoke, completely entranced by his intelligence. Every word he said, every move he made…she felt it in her heart, and deep in her core. After watching her perform her duties effortlessly without ever faltering once, Capa began to feel at ease with her, and he caught himself quietly thanking the forces that be for pairing the two of them together.

It took a lot of effort on his part to keep his composure around her, and little did he know, it was just as difficult for her to behave herself around him. He knew he was falling for her, and he tried to keep it down as long as he possibly could, just in case his feelings for her weren’t reciprocated. Even though she did feel the same way about him, she made a valiant effort to stay focused on the tasks at hand, despite the ever-looming temptation.

She and Capa grew close after spending hours alone working out equations or going over calculations, and even just spending whatever free time they had talking about anything and everything, but nothing too wild or personal just yet. After one particularly restless night, she left her quarters and came out to the common area to find Capa at the table, his head in his hands. He noticed her and lifted his face to look at her, a faint smile escaping his lips.

“Oh, hey. I take it you couldn’t sleep either?” Capa asked her, rubbing the tiredness from his eyes as he shifted in his seat. She looked absolutely beautiful to him, still in her sleep clothes that fit her perfectly, the fabric slightly revealing but leaving just enough to the imagination, her hair down and slightly tousled. His gaze accidentally drifted to her thighs and hips, and he looked away suddenly, focusing back on her face. Capa was trying hard to keep his cool as she stood in front of him, fighting back thoughts of how much better those clothes would look on his bedroom floor. He struggled to push the thought away, and was internally failing miserably at it.

She also felt an all-too-familiar feeling between her legs seeing Capa sitting there in his gray tank top shirt, his hair falling on his shoulders in the sexiest way possible. She couldn’t help but notice his well-defined arms, and traced the path of his veins with her eyes. She tried not to stare at him, and swallowed before she answered. “Yeah, unfortunately. A lot to do, a lot to think about, you know?” she answered back as she walked over to the table to sit down next to him. “Do you mind if I sit with you for a while?”

He motioned for her to sit down, welcoming her. “Oh no, not at all, the company would be nice. And yes, you’re right, there’s tons to think about for sure.” He sat up straighter and turned to face her better as he cleared his throat quietly, still fighting with his wandering mind.

She let out a small breath of relief before she sat down. She turned toward him and continued to speak. “What’s on your mind?” she asked. Even though she was concerned and was aware he was under an insane amount of pressure, she knew Capa had everything under control, and she trusted his judgment completely. “We can talk about it if you’d like.”

He takes a deep breath before answering her. “I guess it’s just nerves. You and I have run the calculations countless times now, and we’re on the correct path with everything, the payload is operational and all that…but I’m still a bit anxious about it. It’s nothing crazy, but, you know…” his voice trails off before looking into her eyes. “I just hope everything goes to plan, that’s all. I don’t think we have any reason to think it won’t, but still.”

She looked back at Capa. “Oh believe me, I totally understand.” She moves closer to him in an attempt to reassure him as she rests her hand on his. “But hey, I have faith that we can get it done and all will be well with the universe.” She smiled. “You’re doing amazing, by the way.”

Capa began to blush as he smiled back, softly but warmly. “Aww, thanks. Just doing my job.” He turned his hand over under hers, holding it gently as their fingers tangled together. “You’re doing great, too. We’re so lucky to have you with us…with me.” His heart skipped a beat. He couldn’t believe he said that out loud, but he didn’t bother trying to go back on it either. “I know I am.” His ocean blue eyes looked at her face, searching for any sign of discomfort or apprehension. He was relieved to find neither in her expression, just her smiling and blushing back at him.

She felt his words deep inside her as if a bomb on a much smaller scale was going off within her chest, and his words almost didn’t register with her right away. She smiled and blushed deeply before continuing. “That’s very sweet of you to say…thank you,” she answered. Despite the fact that they have spent a lot of time alone together in recent weeks, the tension in the room was noticeably thicker…so thick that you could slice it in the air with a scalpel. “I try my best. It’s all I can do, really.” She held onto his hand a little tighter as they gazed into each other’s eyes.

Capa broke the brief silence. “Hey…” he began, speaking warily but keeping his smile. “There’s been something I’ve been meaning to ask you. I’ve been waiting for the right time, and I’m not quite sure when that would be or would have been…I hope you won’t take it the wrong way.”

She looked back at Capa, curious but cautious. “Sure, you can ask me anything. What’s up?” He returned the gentle squeeze of her hand and softly grazed his thumb over her knuckles.

Capa took a deep breath, and looked away from her for a split second before directing his focus right back on her. He could feel his face getting warmer, his fair-skinned face turning a faint pink. He hesitated for a beat before throwing caution to the wind to speak his mind.

“Well…you know how we’ve been spending a lot of time together lately? Not just on protocol and calculations and whatever else…but in general?” He continued to hold her gaze while he waited for her response.

“Yeah, of course. Why?” she asked as she looked at him, still smiling and holding his hand, butterflies forming in her stomach. “Is everything okay?” she asked, trying to gauge where the conversation is going without assuming anything or jumping to any conclusions.

“Oh yeah, everything is fine, all things considered. Amazing, actually…” He swallowed quietly before beginning again. “Um…I guess what I’m trying to say is…I feel closer to you than anyone else on the ship…” He paused and chuckled nervously before he continued to speak. “It’s been a long time since I’ve felt such a connection to someone. You understand me in a way that everyone else doesn’t, and I really appreciate that. A lot.” He smiled and blushed deeper.

She smiled and blushed deeper as well. “I’m glad I can make you feel that way.” She moved closer to him. “I feel the same way about you.”

He reached his free hand up to gently brush some of her hair out of her face, softly caressing her cheek as he did it. “You’re just…I don’t know what the right word is. Exhilarating? Refreshing, maybe? I guess what I mean to say is…” he trailed off before cupping the side of her face with his hand while holding onto her hand with the other. “I’m falling for you. I mean…I have fallen for you. You’re on my mind constantly.” He gazed at her for a beat before continuing his thought. “I hope that doesn’t make anything weird or awkward.” He searched your face again for any opposition. Yet again, he didn’t find any of either.

Capa wasn’t one to divulge his deepest, darkest secrets to anyone, but it took every ounce of his being not to tell her that he’s seen her face behind his eyelids almost every night for the past two or so months, her name in his throat every time his need for her took over. He let it spill all over himself when he couldn’t sleep, which was unfortunately often. She wasn’t going to tell him that she touched herself to the thought of him any time the mood struck her either, soaking her fingers and her sheets beneath her. The two of them, separated only by a thin wall, had been breathing each other’s names as they reached completion for quite some time, and neither of them had shared any feelings for each other until today. As luck would have it, their feelings were mutual.

She leaned into his hand as she looked back at him. “It’s not weird, I promise…I’ve fallen for you too. I’d be lying if I told you I didn’t.” She gazed at him, full of love and infatuation. “You’re all I think about.”

Capa looked back at her with the same intensity. “You have no idea how happy I am to hear that,” he replied. He leaned in closer to her still, less than a foot of space between them. “What I really wanted to ask is…” he trailed off as he caressed her cheek and jawline. “I know this isn’t ideal, and I’m sorry about that…but I want this mission to continue with no regrets. I would hate myself forever if I never told you how I really feel about you. With that being said…would you be okay with us seeing where this goes?” His eyes never left hers as he confessed his love for her. “I want to be with you…if you’ll have me. Now, and, God willing, after the mission, too.”

Her heart pounded in her chest as she heard his words. “Of course I will. I want to be with you, too. I want nothing more than to be with you.”

Capa smiled and let out a sigh of relief before he spoke again. “Thank you…really. You mean everything to me, and I want you to know that…I’ll never let you forget it.” He closed any remaining distance between the two of them. He caressed her face tenderly once more. “May I…?”

She smiled at him with admiration and anticipation. “Yes, you may.”

Capa closed his eyes, leaned in, and kissed her gingerly at first, her eyes fluttering shut. She tilted her head as she kissed him back. Their kiss grew more and more passionate as seconds passed. He held her head gently and he ran his fingers through her hair as she wrapped her arms around his neck, their tongues dancing together softly. Capa slowly broke the kiss and opened his eyes. She opened hers as they pulled away, their pupils blown out with love and desire. He wrapped his arms around her as she pulled him into a tight hug, resting her head in the crook of his neck.

“I’ve wanted to do that for so long…” he breathed into her hair as he rubbed his hands on her back, inhaling her sweet scent. “Thank you…I mean it.” Capa blushed some more as he took another deep breath. “God, you make me feel like I’m a teenager again.”

“Me too…you’re absolutely lovely,” she replied, hugging him tighter. “You’re the man I’ve always dreamed of.” She broke the hug before looking into his icy blue eyes again. “Does this mean we’re together?” she asked, blushing and smiling.

Capa smiled back at her. “It does…is that okay with you?” He brushed some of her hair over her shoulder before caressing her face again.

“That is more than okay with me,” she answered. “So, what now?”

Capa blushed deeper as he smiled. “Come here…” He stood up from the table and held his hand out for her to take. She accepted his hand and stood up as he put his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck as his plush lips met hers again, kissing her with more intensity and urgency than he had before. She matched his passion as she returned his kiss, tangling her fingers in his long, dark, soft hair.

Noticing her need for him in her movements, Capa moved his kisses from her lips to her chin and jawline, then down along her neck and collarbone, immediately appreciating her reaction as she moaned quietly, tugging on his gray sleeveless shirt. She mused to herself about how effortlessly gorgeous he looked in it again, biting her lip at the thought, instantly reminded of all those nights she fantasized about taking it off of him. Lost in lustful longing, she struggled to get the words out.

“How did you know that I…maybe…we should probably…go somewhere else…” she whispered in between heavy breaths and soft whimpers. “Someone might wonder…what if someone wakes up and…” This is the first time he’d ever kissed her, and he already figured out one of the things that drives her crazy, knocking the air out of her lungs without trying to.

Capa chuckled slyly as he softly shushed her before he agreed. “A wild guess? But yeah…good call.” He gently pulled her with him towards his small bedroom. “We’ll deal with everyone else later. You’re all that matters to me right now.” He opened his door and let her in before shutting it behind him and locking the two of them inside. He looked at her with concern. “Are you okay with this? We don’t have to…you know…if you don’t want to…” His voice was low and seductive as he moved his hands under her shirt, tracing the curve of her spine and her shoulder blades with his fingers.

She spoke as he trailed off. “Yes, I want to…I want you. I’m sure about this. Are you?” she answered, looking back at him lovingly.

“As sure as I’m alive,” Capa answered, smiling back at her with just as much love. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my entire life.” He kissed her some more before gently pushing her backwards onto his bed and positioned himself between her spread legs as he laid her down.

They spent the rest of the night making love to each other, over and over, drawing out every single moment to make it last as long as possible, and after at least a few hours, they wore each other out completely. Their first entanglement started out slow and sensual until their hunger for each other consumed them. They tried their absolute hardest to keep the noise to a minimum, but that became increasingly difficult for the both of them as their makeout heated up and clothes started to fall away.

Capa was gentle with her for their first time having sex, leaving no part of her untouched or unkissed, committing every inch of her skin to memory as if it was their last night alive. As far as he was aware, the woman underneath him was nothing short of a goddess. She gladly returned the favor, marveling at his incredible beauty. She was completely amazed at how he looked as if he was carved from stone, his whole body breathtakingly perfect to her. As far as they were concerned, it very well could have been their final night together. Neither of them were worried about that now, focusing solely on each other.

She was tight like a vice and sopping wet around him, and he stretched her so deliciously that he would whisper his praises in her ear, encouraging her. Capa made it a habit to cover her mouth as he took her, something she learned to absolutely lose her mind over. If he wasn’t covering her mouth as he brought her to climax, he would make sure to devour her with hot kisses as she contracted around him, bringing his orgasm forth soon after. As much as he would have loved for her to be as loud as she possibly could, Capa found it incredibly sexy and oddly endearing when she struggled to stay quiet under him, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as he poured himself into her.

She was able to rile Capa up in all the best ways possible as well, and he too had some difficulty trying to keep his voice down. One round turned into two, and then three…and on and on until both of them were sore and exhausted. Once they were able to catch their breath, Capa would make sure he didn’t wreck her too much, and if he did, he’d kiss it all away, and she would follow suit. “I love you” were three little words that neither of them could ever get sick of saying or hearing from the other.

After all of their daily tasks were taken care of for the day, every night on the Icarus II thereafter was spent in each other’s arms, whether in Capa’s bed or hers. On nights when they weren’t ravishing each other half to death with reckless abandon, she and Capa would lay in bed together and talk about whatever came to mind until they fell asleep tangled up in each other. She and Capa were able to keep their new relationship a secret for about a week maximum before the crew found out on their own. They were delighted to discover that none of the rest of the crew were surprised that they ended up together. There was initially some concern, but ultimately the crew accepted it and let it continue, because they knew that these moments the crew had together could be the last they have with anyone, so who cares if two of the crew members fell in love?

Mace ribbed Capa about his enthusiastic nightly activities with Y/L/N, and it was nice that he wasn’t fighting with him for once. It was hard for him to believe that Capa, the usually soft-spoken physicist, had that effect on Y/L/N. He even mentioned to Cassie that he has never seen Capa smile as much as he did now, and Cassie added that Y/L/N had a glow about her. For someone as quiet and reserved as Capa, Mace found it amusing that his new girlfriend could bring him out of his shell like that, and although he would never admit it, he was glad that it was Y/L/N.

Capa was bashful about discussing his relationship with Y/L/N to the others, shying away from the sexual aspect, but he had no issue praising her and giving her credit when it was due. It was obvious that he was absolutely head over heels for Y/L/N, and she blushed anytime the crew teased her or tried to get her to reveal any juicy details about their rendezvous behind closed cabin doors. They were in love, and it brought a new positive energy to the rest of the mission. Kaneda was thankful that everyone seemed to be getting along better and in good spirits, while Trey and Harvey were indifferent towards the two physicists becoming a couple, but thrilled for them nonetheless.

Searle, being a doctor, wasn’t really concerned with it, but was also excited for them. He pretended not to notice the love marks Capa bit into Y/L/N’s neck or the faint scratches she had left on Capa’s shoulders, and especially tried to ignore the way Y/L/N would squirm slightly when she sat down. Corazon, happily content that a relationship so strong could come from something so hellish, reminded everyone that they had a surplus of oxygen coming from the garden due to overgrowth. The crew would still have more than enough oxygen to go around, whether Capa and Y/L/N were “fucking like rabbits” or not, as Mace put it.

After a few weeks of calculations, trajectory adjustments, and protocols during the day and exploring each other and falling in love more and more at night, Capa led the rest of the crew to carry out the mission successfully. Capa made sure everything was done exactly to plan, and he didn’t do anything without his girl by his side, from the ignition of the bomb all the way through the terrifying trek back to Earth.

It didn’t matter how many times the crew had practiced and prepared for the descent back to solid ground, the airsickness still hit Y/L/N the hardest. It was the part of being an astronaut she hated the most, and she never quite got used to it. Capa was well aware of this having seen her go through it during their zero-gravity training, and he felt bad that it was hard on her. He was one of the lucky ones who could handle it well; the worst of it for him was a slight change in equilibrium that left him briefly lightheaded. But now he took care of her lovingly, holding her hair out of the way and rubbing her back as the nausea won the battle against her, never leaving her side until he knew she was okay.

She was embarrassed about it as it was happening, not wanting anyone to see her so violently ill, but was eventually able to joke about it once the sick, spinning feeling dissipated. All of that initial anxiety melted away knowing her boyfriend was right there beside her, making sure she felt well enough before taking care of any other necessary tasks. He reassured her that a lot of people are really sensitive to it, and that it’s nothing to be ashamed of. In an attempt to make light of the situation, Capa reminded her that the reduced-gravity aircraft they used during their weightlessness training was called the “Vomit Comet” for a reason.

As the Icarus II landed, the crew was met with a massive crowd of people cheering them on, congratulating them on their historic achievement, while also mourning the deaths of the previous Icarus crew. Once everyone was back to their normal selves, or as close to it as possible, Cassie, Mace, Corazon, Trey, Searle, Harvey, and Kaneda all went back to their homes in various places around the world.

Meanwhile, Capa and Y/L/N settled down somewhere in the halfway point between their hometowns, close enough to Capa’s sister and her kids in one direction, and Y/L/N’s family in the other. They had found themselves a nice house outside of the city, and the two built their own small planetarium in their backyard together. Their two-story home was modest but just enough for them; not too small, but not too big either. It was there that they stayed happily for the next couple of years.

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It was a warm April day, but to Capa, it wasn’t just any typical day. Today was special.

The solar eclipse was happening today. He hadn’t seen an eclipse on Earth in many years. He has seen a few eclipses from the vantage point of the Icarus II in space, but it’s been a long time since he’s experienced one from the ground, and it just so happened that the path of totality was going right over his house he shared with his girlfriend, Y/L/N.

Of course, being a physicist and an astronaut, he knew the date and time of when the Moon was supposed to pass in front of the Sun ahead of time -- months, maybe years in advance -- and he knew he wanted to experience it with the love of his life. Even more than that, he wanted to make the experience as beautiful and as romantic as he possibly could. It was because of the couple and the rest of the Icarus II crew that they were able to view such a remarkable thing from Earth after all.

While Y/L/N was away for a few hours finishing a few last-minute errands, Capa was busy in their backyard in the midday spring air, setting up a massive telescope and a camera. Next to his setup, he spread out a large blanket on the grass, and on it he set a bottle of wine and two glasses. As he was getting the angle of the telescope just right and setting the time lapse to the correct adjustments on the camera, he thought he heard Y/L/N’s car pull into their driveway. As she got out of the car, she looked around for him, but didn’t see him right away.

“Sweetheart, I’m home!” she called out. She waited a second before calling out for him again. “Robert? Honey?”

“I’m in the backyard, baby,” he called back to her. “I’ll be right there.” Capa walked over to her to help her carry the bags into the house. He helped her put the groceries away in the kitchen, and once everything had been taken in and put away, he pulled her to his chest and wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her deeply, leaving her breathless. She kissed him back, returning his intensity as she held onto his shoulders. She wobbled a little, but Capa held onto her tight, not letting her fall. He gently broke the kiss, his arms still around her.

“Welcome home, sunshine,” Capa said, his eyes full of love. “I was getting nervous for a second there.”

A little dizzy from his kiss, she giggled before answering. “I’m sorry, sweetheart…traffic was backed up, but I made it.” She kissed him again as she hugged him. “How much time do we have until everything goes dark?”

Capa returned the kiss, gently running his hands up and down her back. “We have about half an hour or so before we can see anything happen.” He smiled at her as he played with her hair lovingly. “Might as well head outside so we don’t miss anything cool…what do you think, angel?”

She blushed as she leaned into his touch. “Sure, hun. Let’s go.” She took his hand as he led her outside to their backyard. He helped her sit down on the blanket he put out for them before sitting down next to her. Her eyes widened at the romantic scene he had created for the two of them, the telescope and the camera, as well as the bottle of wine and glasses, and the string lights he attached to the sides of their little planetarium.

He opened the bottle and poured the wine into a glass and handed it to her, before doing the same for himself. “Here you go, my love,” he said as he handed the glass to her.

She gently took the glass from him and smiled. “Thank you, sweetheart.” They tapped their glasses together before they each took a sip. “God, baby, this is really beautiful,” she said, her voice wavering slightly as she rested her head on his shoulder.

He kissed her forehead tenderly. “Not nearly as beautiful as you are,” he said as he smiled back, wrapping his arm around her. “I love you so much. Forever and always.” he said as he planted another small kiss on the top of her head.

“I love you too. So much. With my whole heart.” she replied, nuzzling up closer to him.

Capa leaned over to kiss her on the lips one more time. “Shouldn’t be too much longer…it’s getting kinda dark, and it’s quiet all of a sudden.” He moved slightly to look through the telescope lens. “We’re really close now, I think.” He pulled away and moved the lens towards her. “Here, look at this…it reminds me of all those eclipses you and I used to watch together on the ship, just smaller and farther away.”

She looked through the lens and smiled. “I’ll never get tired of looking at things like this,” she said as the sky started to dim. “It’s always so breathtaking to see.”

While she was distracted by looking at the interstellar image in the eyepiece of the telescope, he stood up and reached into his pocket to pull out an engagement ring with a sunstone gem encrusted in the center, and hid it inside his hand. The sky was getting darker still, and the Moon was almost completely covering the Sun.

“Y/F/N?” he asked as he stood in front of her.

She pulled away from the telescope, and Capa helped her to her feet with his free hand. “Yes, Robert?” she asked as the Moon moved closer to blocking the Sun. “What is it?” The sky turned pitch black except for the light coming from the Sun beginning to hide behind the Moon.

He swallowed as he chose his words carefully. “You mean the world to me, Y/F/N. You are my world. Being with you has made me the happiest man on Earth.” He slowly dropped down to one knee in front of her, causing her to gasp as he took her left hand in both of his. “I want nothing more than to spend the rest of my life right here with you. Will you marry me?” he asked gently and lovingly as tears started to form in his eyes.

She trembled and started to cry tears of joy. “Oh my God…yes! Of course I’ll marry you!”

Tears started to fall down his cheeks as he slipped the ring onto her finger. He stood back up and took her into his arms and kissed her deeply. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him back, his tears mixing with hers. Overhead, the Sun appeared as a white circle in the sky, while the string lights glimmered behind them in the darkness caused by the eclipse.

“I love you, sunshine. More than anything else in the universe.” Capa said as he gently wiped away the tears from her face. He smiled as he wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug. As they held each other, the sky began to brighten back up. He pulled away from the hug to kiss her deeply again. “I love you so much.”

“I love you, too, sweetheart. So much. More than words can ever say.” she replied, kissing away his tears. “I can’t wait to be your wife.”

Capa blushed. “And I can’t wait to be your husband.” He kissed her back, holding her tightly in silence for a bit before speaking again. “So how was that? Pretty awesome, huh?”

She giggled and blushed. “Everything was amazing! Absolutely beautiful! I’m the luckiest woman on the planet to have you.” She kissed his cheek as she held him close.

Capa smiled and blushed as well. “Good, I’m glad. And I’m the luckiest man on the planet to have you, too.” He kissed her back with a little bit more passion than before. “I was thinking…”

She kissed him back, matching his intensity. “Oh? Thinking about what?” she asked, looking into his beautiful cobalt blue eyes.

“I was thinking that maybe we can go to bed early tonight…you know, to celebrate,” he said with an air of seduction in his voice. “And we don’t have anything going on tomorrow…” He kissed her again, this time biting her bottom lip softly and tugging on it with his teeth before letting it go, eliciting a small moan from her.

She kissed him back, feeling a wet warmth pool between her thighs as he ran his hands up and down her body. She moaned breathlessly before speaking. “Yeah? And how should we do that?”

Capa smiled wickedly as he began to kiss her jawline and collarbone before leaving a lingering kiss where her neck meets her shoulder. “Well, I could start there…”

She moaned a little louder. “My God…you know what happens when you do that…” she breathed as he continued to tease her.

Capa laughed slyly. “Believe me, I’m well aware of what happens, and I’ll never get sick of it. What do you say we go upstairs…” he trailed off before kissing her neck again, his teeth lightly scraping against her collarbone. “I’ve spent enough time exploring the sky when I’d much rather spend all night exploring my future wife,” he murmured, his lips against hers. “And every night after that.”

She swooned at his words, feeling weak at the knees in his arms. “Anything you say, baby,” she whispered. “I’m all yours. Forever.”

“Forever with you sounds pretty fantastic to me,” he said, full of desire for her. Wasting no time at all, Capa took her by the hand and led her into the house. “I’ll be right back, babe. I’ll meet you in the bedroom in a minute,” he said, his voice dripping with lustful need. She didn’t need him to tell her twice as she started up the stairs, but not before he playfully swatted her on the ass on her way up, making her giggle. He practically ran out to bring everything they had left outside into the house as fast as he could, shutting the door behind him with a soft slam when he came back in. He threw the blanket on a chair, leaned the telescope against the wall, set the camera down next to it, and brought the bottle of wine and the two glasses upstairs with him. He entered their bedroom and put everything in his hands on the nightstand.

Capa saw his now-fiancée sitting on the edge of their bed, eagerly waiting for him. “Took you long enough,” she teased him as she bit her lip looking at him. “I was beginning to wonder if you’d ever come back.” Her voice was sultry as she shifted on their mattress.

Blushing, Capa rolled his eyes in mock annoyance as he smiled, and teased her right back. “I was gone maybe two seconds max…you want me that bad already, huh?” She nodded as he took her into his arms again, kissing her deeply as he pulled her closer. Kneeling on the mattress in front of him as he stood at the edge of the bed, she returned his kisses as she lifted his shirt up and over his head before tossing it to the floor. “Good, because I need to have you right now,” he said, his excitement becoming nearly painful. Capa then started to undo the buttons of her shirt, fumbling with them slightly before giving in. He ripped it clear off of her shoulders, sending buttons flying in all directions, causing her to gasp and giggle in delight. He dragged her ruined shirt off of her shoulders and threw it behind him as he pulled one of the straps of her bra down to kiss her collarbone.

“You asked for it, love…I told you, you know what happens when you kiss me and bite me like that.” She kissed him again as she started to unbuckle his belt. “I think you know by now I can’t behave when you torture me.” She shot him a sexy wink before kissing him again. His breath caught in his throat as she tore his belt from around his hips and threw it to the floor to join his shirt.

“Torture, huh? Are you sure? Because something tells me you enjoy it. Quite a lot.” His voice had a sensual danger about it, and it thrilled her. He held her chin with his forefinger and thumb before dropping his voice to a velvety whisper. “And yes, I know exactly what happens. I want to see how much you can take. I also happen to know each and every thing that drives you wild.” He unhooked her bra with his free hand and took it off of her so slowly that she trembled. “See? Just like that.”

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day twenty: mutual masturbation with robert capa

pairing: Robert Capa x f!Reader word count: 719 warnings: making out, masturbation, not reallyyyyyyy canon compliant (I do what I want😎), a/n: My schedule got all fucked! I will still be finishing out kinktober, there's just a huge chance it will go into November. And that's okay! I really liked this prompt. Robert is just so... Yeah kinktober masterlist

Being aboard the Icarus II had its faults, one of them was being stuck on the craft with Robert Capa. Your quarters were next to his, making it too easy to become friends. The entire crew was close enough, but you and Capa were inseparable. The sexual tension between the two of you was one that was often ignored. Everyone sensed it, but you all had an unspoken agreement, don’t fuck another crew member.

That’s why it wasn’t an issue you were currently in his quarters, kissing him with the intensity of someone who had not been touched in years. He grabbed your face as he kissed you. You pulled away just enough to whisper “We can’t…” He responded “I know,” hushed and quiet, “but I need to touch you.” He let out a breathy sigh as his hand reached under your shirt, feeling up your right breast as he felt his pants getting tighter.

You reached underneath his shirt, needing the contact. He took it off and your fingers spread across his chest. He grabbed the hem of your shirt, pulling it up and over your head.

“Robert, we really can’t,” you said.

“I know, I know,” he sighed, “but we can try something else. No sex. Just touching.” He looked at you expectantly. You nodded slowly, and once you fully understood what he meant you pulled him into a kiss again. He broke away only to strip down as quickly as possible, and you did the same.

He laid back on the bed and you straddled him. This, in hindsight, was not the best idea. His cock brushed against your clit, causing you to shiver. You tried your luck and bucked your hips to cause some friction. You leaned down to kiss him. His hands landed on your hips, stopping your movements. “Fuck, that’s. That’s too much. Too close,” he whispered.

You knew he was right. you stayed still, waiting for his next move. “How about you come here next to me?” He gestured to the spot next to him with his head. You got off him and laid in the open space next to him. You watched as he grasped his cock, slick with the wetness that was left on him from you, and stroked. “Fuck, Capa…” Your fingers slid down to your wet hole and brought them back to your clit. He watched with lidded eyes as you rubbed your clit in circles. He used his precum to lube himself up, continuing to slowly stroke himself.

“Capa, can I touch you?”

“Please,” he said.

You reached over and wrapped your soft hand around him, making him gasp. The sensation of having someone else touch him was something he had been craving for too long. He reached over and moved your hand away from your pussy, replacing it with his. His hand worked quickly. He felt it was his duty to make you feel as good as he did at that moment. He watched as his fingers sunk into you. You moaned his name and grabbed onto his arm.

“Capa, can I please put you in my mouth?”, you begged.

He choked on its breath, “No. Against the rules.” He kissed you, holding your head so you couldn’t pull away. His hips bucked up as he used your hand as his own personal sex toy.

You moaned and your back arched as he curled his fingers. You managed to pull away from the kiss. “And this isn’t against the rules?”

“No, this is just giving a friend a helping hand.”

You felt yourself getting close. He took his fingers out and went back to rubbing your clit. He was struggling to keep quiet and bit his hand to shut himself up. Your breathing was uneven as you came. Somehow, you stayed mostly silent, letting out a quiet moan as you squeezed your eyes shut. You watched as he came on his stomach. He groaned and tried to regulate his breathing, smirking as he looked at you. He pulled you in for a kiss and you straddled him again, wanting to press your body against his.

He pulled away and you kissed his neck, “Do you think it’s against the rules to do this again?”

You looked at him and smiled “No. I don’t think it is.”

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feasibilities · 7 months ago

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Parturition | Robert Capa x Reader (continuation of Resurrection)

Warnings: Angst, Oral Sex, Overstimulation, Crying, Breeding Kink

Author's Note: @darylmysavior convinced me to do a 2nd part, so here you go!

“It’s not your fault, Robert. It could’ve happened to any of us.” You soothed him as he wept silently. He felt an overwhelming guilt for the death of Captain Kaneda. Icarus stated that the survivability rate was at a measly 45%. Capa felt that he would be the one to die so the mission could continue. Instead, they had to continue without the vital guidance of Kaneda. He had spent the entire night having a nervous breakdown in your room. You were the only one that could bring him comfort.

Robert suddenly sat up and stared down at you. He hand found one of your breasts as he teased the delicate bud through the thin fabric of your tank top. Your lips parted slightly and you instantly felt moisture pool in your underwear. He tugged your shorts down your legs and put his head between them. He took in the aromatic scent of your arousal. Disposing of your underwear, he looked to you for permission.

“Only if I made it back, right?” He whispered softly. You nodded in agreement.

Taking you in his mouth, he reveled in your ambrosial taste. His tongue swirled around your clit and his stubble scraped gently against you. You mewled at his passionate movements and took a handful of his hair. He gripped harshly at your thighs as he feasted on you wildly. You slipped your tank top above your breasts. Robert nearly blew his load at the visual of your heaving chest in the faint blue light of the room. In response, he locked his arms around your thighs and intensified his actions. Your mewls turned to disruptive moans as your climax possessed your body. Finishing you off, he gave kitten licks to your aching center.

Coming up to your face, he kissed you fervently. You pushed him back and straddled him. You took him in your hand and sunk onto his length. Robert’s gorgeous eyes fluttered closed as he tried to control himself.

“Open your eyes.” You whispered, wanting to savor every moment. You moved up and down slowly, earning a restrained moan from Robert. His hands crept in front of you to grope your breasts once more. You put your hands over his and moaned lovingly. Overwhelmed and close to his peak, he embraced you and wept quietly. You bounced faster and pressed your forehead against his. Nose brushing against his, Robert’s legs began to quiver. Whispering sweet nothings to him finally sent him over the edge. You reveled in the warmth of his seed and your imminent pregnancy.

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floralcyanide · 9 months ago

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― 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 (nsfw)

⌯ pairing: robert capa/ gn!reader ⌯ warnings: innuendo, mentions of sex, gender-neutral reader, mentions of underwear, sexual tension ⌯ word count: 336 ⌯ summary: based on this prompt: “I think you lost your underwear somewhere.” when you and robert started fooling around one night, the last thing on your mind was where your underwear had gone. ⌯ author’s note: I've been wanting to write for Robert for a while!! maybe soon I'll write something longer (: I hope yall enjoy this little fic

divider credit: @arminsumi | @firefly-graphics | @cafekitsune ⌯ masterlist

ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴘʏ, ʀᴇᴘʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀs ᴏɴ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ, ᴀᴏ3, ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ, ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴡᴇʙsɪᴛᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴘᴇʀᴍɪssɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴜsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ɪɴ ᴀɪ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀs ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʀᴛɪғɪᴄɪᴀʟ ɪɴᴛᴇʟʟɪɢᴇɴᴄᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴜsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ᴛᴏ sᴇʟʟ ғᴏʀ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

You’re lying underneath Robert, catching your breath as his chest heaves against yours. His breath is hot against your neck as he bruins his nose in your sweat-sheened skin. After years of shared glances and thick tension, the two of you finally bit the bullet and gave in to your desires. The rendevous occurred throughout the area where the bunks are, and your clothes were strewn everywhere. The rest of the crew are elsewhere, leaving you and Robert alone to release some tightly wound energy. Right now, you’re piled in Robert’s bunk, where you eventually ended up. That tight wound energy is now depleted, and you’re trying to get past your post-orgasm haze to muster up words.

“That was,” Robert chuckles into your neck, and you finish his sentence.

“Amazing?” you laugh, carding your fingers through his sweaty hair.

“It’s been a while,” Robert admits, pushing himself up off you, his biceps tightening.

You can’t help but admire the taut muscles, trying not to get riled up again, “I think it’s been a while for us all. But you did good,” you smile.

Robert moves off you to retrieve his clothes from throughout the bunks, and while he’s at it, he looks for yours, too. He manages to gather your shirt and pants, but your underwear is nowhere to be found nearby.

“I think you lost your underwear somewhere.”

You sit up on your elbows, quirking an eyebrow, “What?”

“I think you lost your underwear somewhere,” Robert repeats and chuckles, walking back to his bunk with his arms crossed.

“Oh God,” you run your hand through your hair, “Where do you think we left it?”

“We started near the exit,” Robert shrugs, “I looked there. Nothing.”

It isn’t until the next day during the morning meeting that Mace comes waltzing in with your under hooked on his finger, dangling almost comically, “Anyone looking for these?”

You glance over to Robert, who clears his throat as his eyes advert from yours. You both try not to laugh.

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slut4thebroken · 2 months ago

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Hysterical

── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Pairing | Robert Capa x reader

Summary | Capa finally gives in to his urges and is pleasantly surprised with the turn of events.

Warnings | NON CON, smut, coma sex??, knife play? but like non con, super fucked up, I need therapy, idk this fic is kind of a flop.

Words | 800+

Notes | Yeah the first and only Robert Capa fic I posted sucked and honestly I don’t think this is much better😭 idk why I can’t write anything good for him skdhsk

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Kinktober | day 7: non-con

For some reason, after the first incident, you went completely hysterical. It got so bad that you had to be sedated until they could figure out what to do and how to help you. Which was the perfect opportunity he needed because after last time, he was a little addicted.

He waited until everyone was asleep, then quietly walked over to the medical bay. You were laying in one of the observation rooms, sleeping soundly.

Not wanting to increase his chances of getting caught by staying here for too long, he quickly pulled down your pants and underwear to your ankles, then climbed over you. He pushed his clothes down just enough to free his cock and spit on his hand to rub over the tip before lining up.

You were even tighter than last time, especially in this position with your legs so close together, but he finally managed to force his way in. Your brows furrowed the tiniest bit, giving away your discomfort even while unconscious, and he let out a satisfied grunt at the feeling of your tight pussy wrapped around him again. He took a moment to catch his breath and try to hold back his orgasm so he could at least fuck you for a little bit first, then he was pushing in the rest of the way. Once he was buried inside you completely, he slowly dragged his hips back to repeat the process.

Your cunt squeezed him like a vice, practically forcing him out. He was grunting quietly, savoring the feeling of being inside a tight, warm pussy again after going so long without it because he was in space. Honestly, part of him regretted not doing this sooner. He’s always found you attractive and would frequently fantasize about you. If he would’ve known you’d go insane after the first time and gotten yourself put in a medically induced coma— basically giving him free rein to fuck you again as many times as he wants— he would’ve done this years ago.

He couldn’t help but think about the first time it happened— a little over a week ago now. He grabbed a knife from the kitchen and made his way to your room. The knife was just a precaution because he had an idea of how you’d react, but he wasn’t completely certain.

You woke up to him on top of you, sucking on your nipple and groping your other breast. The second you started to raise your voice, he presented the knife. “Be a good girl and stay quiet for me, and I won’t have to use this.” You went completely stiff under him, almost in shock as he reached down to free his cock and pull your shorts and panties to the side. He forced himself in with a low grunt, covering your mouth to muffle your wail.

“Shh… You’re okay. Just take it…” He whispered, voice thick with arousal. You sobbed violently and squeezed your eyes shut as he dragged the blade down your cheek, not yet cutting you, but just showing you that he could if needed.

You made the prettiest little sounds for him as he rutted into you desperately, already nearing his orgasm after so long without any sex. He took his hand away from your mouth to kiss you, making you whimper and try to turn away, but you went still when he pressed the knife to your neck.

“You feel so good, baby… So fucking good.” He groaned into the kiss, ignoring the way you continued crying. Even though he wanted nothing more than to feel your tight pussy milk his cock, he knew he had to pull out if he wanted to fuck you again. So he leaned up and fisted his cock rapidly, shooting ropes of hot come onto your stomach. You cried silently, unable to move or speak and he leaned back down over you to kiss you again.

“You’re not going to tell anyone about this, right?” He asked, pulling back to make eye contact as he dragged the blade down your cheek, reminding you what would happen if you did. You let out a choked sob, but shook your head. “Good girl.”

His orgasm was quickly approaching as he rutted into you frantically, chasing the pleasure. He desperately wanted to come inside you, but he reminded himself again that if he wanted to keep doing this, he had to pull out. So with a growl of frustration, he leaned up and pulled out, fiercely pumping his cock, coming on your stomach again. He took a moment to catch his breath, then stuffed his cock back in his pants and got up. Before leaving, he grabbed some paper towels to clean your stomach and fixed your clothes, then walked out as if nothing had happened.

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kiss-me-cill-me · 10 months ago

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The Ninth Crewmember

Pairing: Robert Capa x Reader

Word Count: 4.9k

Summary: You are the ninth crewmember aboard Icarus II, and as the journey wears on you begin to find it harder and harder to ignore your feelings for Capa. Maybe it would be easier if he'd quit dragging you into bed with him...

Warnings: Smut, mentions of reader taking birth control pills as well as other medications, mild angst/pining, nightmares, literal sleeping together, the fun kind of sleeping together, Capa is a bit of a dick but also a sadboi, teasing, begging, use of "good girl" (whoops), bad puns

A/N: Can you tell that I struggle with titles haha? Anyway, finally getting around to cross-posting this from AO3 in my continued attempts to fuel @cillmequick's Capa thots 😉

***Please read the warnings before continuing. Minors DNI***

Your fingers hovered over the panel, looking for the button you were supposed to press. They were all clearly labeled, but there were so many of them that you were having a hard time locating the one you needed. Your index finger moved hesitantly closer to a square near the bottom right of the panel.

“Not that one.”

Capa’s voice behind you made you jump. He sounded… not exactly annoyed, but tired by having to explain again what you were supposed to be doing. Your cheeks heated up as he leaned in close, chin hovering just above your shoulder as he looked at the panel.

“That one.”

He pointed at a button in the lower left, which, embarrassingly, was flashing bright orange and labeled “TEST” in all capital letters. You felt the need to apologize, but held your tongue. Capa went back to doing whatever it was he had been concentrating on before, at the other end of the room. The space he left in his wake felt oddly noticeable.

“Okay,” he said, taking his time to flip a couple of switches above his head. “Ready in three… two… one…”

You pressed the button as he finished counting down, and instantly the room in front of the control chamber was filled with spots of twinkling light. They seemed to dance over every surface for just a moment. The display lasted for less than three seconds, but it was breathtaking even in impermanence.

You looked over at Capa, your eyes still shining with the beauty of it, only to see him calmly taking notes. His expression was carefully neutral, lips pressed together as he scribbled with short, purposeful strokes.

“Capa?” you asked.

“Hm?”

He didn’t look up as he continued to record his observations, and you didn’t wait for him to before continuing.

“Do you think the real thing will look like that?”

Capa stopped writing for a moment, and seemed to consider your question seriously before answering.

“No,” he said finally, putting his stylus down and fixing you with a gaze that made you breath stop. “Even after watching a thousand of these simulations, I don’t think that any one of them could ever capture the true beauty. What it will really look like.”

You were standing a few feet away from him, fixed in place by his intense gaze. Something about Capa had fascinated you, from the moment you’d stepped aboard Icarus II. His bluntness, maybe, or the way his eyes seemed to scan over everything in front of him, as if he were reading it all - people, data, situations - like they were a book. And you would be lying if you said that it didn’t make your heart swell whenever he did it to you.

“You and I will be some of the only people to ever live who will see something so magnificent,” Capa said quietly. “We should count ourselves lucky.”

You nodded in agreement, too entranced and too afraid of flubbing your words to reply.

“Thank you for your help,” Capa continued. He went back to note taking, as if he hadn’t just been waxing poetic about life and the universe. “You can go.”

Capa’s words rang in your head as you made your way to the medbay. It had been hours since you’d left his lab, but the weight still seemed to resonate. A beauty unlike anything anyone had ever seen before. You reflected on the thought as you reported to Searle, to help with a few things before going to bed.

One of Searle’s duties was handing out supplements, and he often asked for your help with making the deliveries. Icarus II was a very large ship, and your fellow crewmembers were usually spread out in the various quarters and chambers. It was faster to do the job with two people.

Before heading off, you worked on separating various pills into small plastic cups, one for each person. There were quite a few pills that everyone had to take every day. Space travel was hard on the body, and it was difficult if not impossible to get all of the necessary nutrients from the food you had aboard. Even with the gardens and the ability to have fresh vegetables, you all still had to take a lot of supplements.

You finished doling out the vitamins, and then opened the final bottle of pills. You, Cassie, and Corazon also received one other daily medication: an oral contraceptive. You dropped three little pills into three little cups.

As you replaced the bottle’s lid, your mind drifted again to Capa. The weight of him hovering just behind you, so close that you could feel his breath against your cheek. You wondered if he had any idea that he made your heart flutter just by being next to you. If he did, he certainly didn’t show it. Capa was incredibly hard to read, but for some reason that only made you want him all the more. Your thoughts wandered, imagining things that you knew would never happen. His hand reaching out to you; the feel of his fingers against your waist; his beautiful blue eyes rolling back as he-

You slammed the bottle of pills down on the counter, banishing the fantasies before you could get too wrapped up in them. It was a bad idea to sleep with your coworkers. The birth control pills were mandated for female crewmembers, but they were precaution rather than permission. Nine people cooped up together, for years. It was better to prevent any potential problems from happening. It was only logical to mitigate the risk. But that didn’t mean that relationships were encouraged.

And besides, you told yourself, it's not like Capa would be interested anyway.

You picked up the little plastic vial with your pills, and tipped them all into your mouth, swallowing quickly.

They burned your throat on the way down.

Capa’s eyes looked almost white in the vivid yellow light of the sun. He looked at the dying star, and you looked at him, breathless again at the way he seemed to silently consider everything in front of him. The edges of his thumbs ghosted over his lips as he leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees, as if to get just a bit closer to that magnificent light.

You were sitting in the observatory, Capa’s empty vial of pills placed precariously on the edge of the bench between you. It had taken you quite a while to find him. He often stayed up late working in his lab, and it was almost rare to see him outside of it. He had been your last delivery, so you figured it wouldn’t hurt to sit with him awhile before heading to your quarters.

You’d been wrong, of course; it hurt more than anything to sit next to him and not have the courage, or the recklessness, to reach out and touch him. As he looked on with amazement at the pulsating sun, you tore your eyes away from him to peer out as well. Dark webs of red and black stretched over the star’s surface. It was strange to think about - how up close it all looked so different from how it had back on Earth. It took up the entire viewing window; so large that it almost felt like it could swallow you at any moment, despite still being millions of miles away.

As he leaned forward, Capa’s dog tags dangled in front of his chest. You wanted nothing more than to grab them. Wrap your fingers around the thin cord holding them, and pull him to you until you both tumbled off the edge of something and into the blazing unknown.

Your tongue darted out to lick your lips. Chapped from the heat of the sun.

“It’s getting late,” you whispered, hoping that he would break the spell so that you wouldn’t have to. “You should get to bed, Capa.”

“Hard to when the sun’s always right there, isn’t it?” he asked, cryptically.

“I guess it is,” you agreed. “But you should still get some rest.”

Capa nodded, and rose from the bench, crushing his empty cup in his hand. He looked back at you, seemed as if he was about to say something, and then left the room without uttering a word. You let out a rough breath, shaking even as you were bathed in the glowing light.

A noise woke you up from your fitful sleep. You’d had a lot of trouble closing your eyes in the first place - probably because of the way your heart was still hammering in your chest, and the way your mind was racing from the events of the day. Still, it was odd to hear any sort of noise at night. Usually the hallways of the ship were deserted, as the crew all slept in their separate chambers. You listened closely, trying to identify the noise through the haze of sleep still clouding your senses.

You heard it again: a muffled banging followed by what sounded like someone struggling.

Curious, you got out of bed and padded softly across the floor of your small room. The door slid open soundlessly, and as you stepped out into the hall you heard the noise a third time. Now you could clearly tell that it was coming from across the hall. Capa’s room.

You hesitated for a moment, closed fist raised and ready to knock. He probably wouldn’t want you to bother him, but what if something was wrong and you ignored it? You wouldn’t be able to forgive yourself. You knocked.

Another muffled sound came from inside, unintelligible.

“Capa?” you whispered, lips pressed as close to the door as you could manage. You didn’t want to wake anyone else up.

There was no answer.

Well, you were already here. You might as well go in and make sure he was okay, just in case. Pressing the small button to open the door, you slipped quietly into his room. The door slid closed behind you.

Capa’s room was entirely dark, unlike the faint, recessed glow of the hallway. It took your eyes a moment to adjust, but when they finally did you could see Capa asleep in his bed, thrashing against some unseen threat. He was having a nightmare.

Immediately, you felt embarrassed. You shouldn’t have barged in; this was his personal space. He was vulnerable, and clearly going through something unpleasant. Knowing Capa, you felt certain that he wouldn’t want any of the others seeing him like this, including you. His brows creased and lips pressed feverishly together in his sleep. You turned to leave, feeling foolish.

“Who’s there?”

The sound of Capa’s voice behind you made you freeze. Just like earlier, in the lab, a shiver inched down your spine at the thought of facing him. You took a deep breath, steadying yourself.

“It’s me,” you responded, turning around.

He was sitting up in bed, blankets pooled around his waist. Shirtless. You felt your face heating up, and were relieved that he couldn’t see your eyes widen in the dark.

“Oh,” said Capa softly. “What are you doing here?”

“I, um… I heard something and I just wanted to make sure you were alright.”

Against your better judgment, you took a few steps toward him as you spoke. There was a chair next to his bed, and you sat in it, leaning forward on your elbows as you tried to read his expression. The lines of his face betrayed nothing, as usual.

“Is… everything okay?” you asked hesitantly.

Capa swallowed before answering, his eyes flitting up to land on your face. Even in the dark, somehow they seemed to shine. You wanted to look away. You knew you should. But looking into his eyes felt the same as the rushing weightlessness of looking into the sun.

“I’m fine,” he assured you. “Sometimes I have nightmares.”

You nodded, a little surprised he had opened up to you..

“Me too,” you admitted.

Capa seemed to understand what you meant, without you having to say it. He didn’t look away from you as he spoke.

“It is frightening,” he told you. “To be face to face with all of it. The beauty. The scale, unlike anything you’d ever seen back on Earth.” Your mind flashed back to Capa in the observation deck, eyes wide open and leaning forward toward the molten sun. You had thought he was fascinated, but maybe it was something more like the magnetic pull of fear that made him inch closer.

“But I meant what I said earlier,” he continued. “We are lucky to be here.”

Silence hung between you for a moment.

“I’m sorry for letting myself in,” you said finally. “I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“Don’t be,” Capa said. “It’s nice to be checked up on.”

You smiled softly, even as your heart hammered in your chest. You put your hands on your knees and stood up from the chair, then leaned down to look at Capa one last time. He was still sitting up in bed, propped on one elbow, facing slightly toward you. A breath caught in your throat as you reached out and placed a hand on his bare shoulder.

“Get some rest, Capa,” you told him, giving a gentle squeeze.

As you moved your hand away, suddenly it was stopped by strong, stable fingers. You looked down to see Capa grabbing your wrist, looking up at you with those damn sensuous eyes. This time, your heart stopped.

“Stay with me?” Capa asked, the barest hint of a prayer in his voice.

“I…”

“Please?”

Time seemed to stand still as you looked at him. A trace of fear in the very corner of his eyes. A few pieces of hair stuck to his forehead with sweat. His fingers wrapped around your wrist, pressing just a bit too tight.

“Okay,” you agreed. The word seemed to carry all of the air in your lungs along with it, out into the vacant night.

You sat on the edge of his bed, awkwardly facing him, and Capa moved backward to make more space for you. Hesitant, you weren’t sure if he wanted you to lie down next to him. It wasn’t exactly a roomy bed, not being intended for more than one person to occupy at a time. You flittered with indecision as Capa settled back into his pillows.

“C’mere.”

Suddenly, an arm was around your waist. And then you were being hooked into Capa’s body, your back pressing snugly against his chest. Capa sighed behind you, his breath tickling the back of your neck. His arm was still draped around your waist, and his lips just barely brushed against you.

“Sweet dreams,” he whispered.

You let out a shaky breath, and prayed that Capa couldn’t hear how fast your heart was beating.

The next morning, you woke up alone. You tried to ignore your disappointment. Capa was an early riser; the type to get a head start on the day by spending all hours in his lab, including the ones before anyone else on the ship was awake. You had always seen him as a hard worker, but after seeing him so unusually agitated last night, you now wondered if there weren’t other reasons he barely seemed to sleep.

You looked around the small room for a few moments, reflecting on what had happened. Part of you still couldn’t believe it. Was it possible that Capa had feelings for you, or were you just a warm body to sleep next to? Did it even matter? If it meant you got to press yourself up against him, you honestly didn’t care whether there was anything more to it.

But then anxiety clouded your mind. What if Capa had left because he was embarrassed? Too shy to confront you about the mistake he’d made in asking you to stay with him? He was, generally, very straightforward - but you also got the sense that he liked to avoid conflict if possible. And he was so damn hard to read. You sat up and put your feet on the floor, crossing your legs and squeezing them together. He was driving you crazy, and the worst part was, you were way too much of a coward to tell him about it.

You stood, made a sound of frustration, and carefully left the room - looking both ways before you stepped out into the hallway. It was still early, but you certainly didn’t need anyone seeing you step out of Capa’s room first thing in the morning. Rumors traveled faster in the cramped halls of a spaceship than lightning on a summer’s night. You slipped back into your own room, and got ready for the day. Maybe, later, you would confront Capa.

You spent the day avoiding Capa. Which wasn’t too hard; he really did spend most of his time in his lab. You focused on helping Corazon in the oxygen garden, trying to distract yourself with the calming, white-noise sound of water. It didn’t do much good for your nerves, unfortunately.

As the hours wore on, you became more and more agitated, and ultimately, convinced that Capa regretted your night together. It was disappointing, sure, but this was really just a testament to why you shouldn’t have gotten involved in the first place. It was a bad idea to sleep with your coworkers. Even if you did literally only sleep with them.

That night, you begged off of helping Searle with the medications; telling him you had a headache and wanted to get to bed. Really, you just couldn't face the thought of handing Capa his little plastic cup of pills, watching as he observed you with his characteristic disinterest. Searle added a few ibuprofen to your medications and watched as you swallowed them down, before telling you he’d handle it and to get some rest.

Eyes on the floor, you headed to your room.

This was not good. You still had years left on the ship, pressed together with everyone in tight quarters. And Capa was right across the hall from you. There was no possible way to avoid him, and yet, how were you supposed to face him after the embarrassment of being ignored and rejected? Your thoughts were still swirling as you reached the door to your quarters, and pressed the button to go inside.

“Sleeping alone tonight?”

The familiar voice behind you caught you off guard. You hadn’t seen him there.

“I didn’t realize there was another option.”

You turned around to face him, slowly. Capa was standing in the open doorway to his room, hands in his pockets and arms unfairly attractive in his light gray tank top. There was just a hint of mischief in his eyes as they slowly swept over you, and it made you feel both anger and arousal.

“I’m sorry about this morning,” Capa said, again seeming to sense what you were feeling without you even telling him. “Trey needed my help with something, and I figured you wouldn’t want me to wake you. Ooor want to walk out together in front of him.”

You felt yourself starting to soften, but still gave your best attempt at a pout as you crossed your arms.

“You could have told me earlier.”

“I know. And I am sorry.” Capa took a step back into his room. “Let me make it up to you?”

It was the wrong decision to follow him. You knew this, but you did it anyway. If only to finish the conversation in the relative privacy of Capa’s room instead of out in the hallway where anyone could hear you. At least, that’s what you told yourself.

“Please don’t be mad?”

Capa’s room was dark, again, and it took your eyes a few seconds to adjust. When you could see him clearly, he was looking down at you, careful expression and head cocked to the side as he awaited your answer.

“Okay,” you agreed.

You were rewarded with a small smile from Capa, and instantly your heart melted. You really couldn’t stay mad at him, even if you wanted to. He was just too damned attractive.

“Let’s go to bed then,” Capa said happily.

He tore off his shirt as he walked to the bed, and for a second you weren’t sure how you were going to stay upright. Capa stood by the bed and waited for you.

“Ladies first.”

“I, um…” you began. “Maybe I should get my pajamas out of my room.”

“Mmm, you don’t really need them.”

Capa took a step toward you and reached over, pulling you close to him. At the same time, his fingers slipped beneath the hem of your shirt. And before you could protest, he was pulling the fabric up and over your head, leaving you only in shorts and a sports bra.

“That’s better,” he smirked.

Capa’s warm fingers landed on your waist, and you felt yourself swoon again. If it weren’t for his piercing blue eyes holding you in place, you were certain you would have fallen over.

Gently, Capa guided you to bed and let you climb in first, before crawling after you. You were spooning again, this time with you lying closest to the wall. With Capa’s body pressed against you, the result was a warm but not uncomfortable closeness. It felt like you were boxed into your own little world, even as the vastness of space threatened to spill in all around you.

Capa’s arms wrapped around you, pulling you in even tighter. You settled back against him, all of your earlier tension melting away. This was nice, whatever it was. You had made up your mind to just enjoy it. It had been a long time since you’d been so close to someone. Capa’s long hair tickled your neck and shoulders, and you exhaled as he-

“Capa!”

His mouth was suddenly on your shoulder, kissing rough enough to leave a bruise. You felt heat rush to your face once again.

“Shhhh,” he teased, lips brushing against you. “Don’t want anyone else to hear us, right?”

“What are you doing?” you whispered frantically.

“Making it up to you,” Capa replied, devilishly. “Like I said I would.”

He put his lips on your neck this time, kissing and scraping your soft skin with his teeth. Despite yourself, you let out a small whimper. Capa’s arms tightened around you.

“Do you forgive me?” Capa asked. You could feel him smiling into your neck.

“I-I don’t know.” A sudden surge of boldness swept through you. “You might need to convince me some more.”

“Hmmm,” Capa growled, directly into your ear. “Wonder how I can do that…"

One of his hands trailed lazily up and down your thigh. His touch was feather-light; moving so slowly that it had your head spinning. Without warning, he grabbed the back of your leg, pads of his fingers pressing into your bare flesh.

“Oh-”

The word left your lips involuntarily, and you felt Capa smirk against you again.

“Think I might have a few ideas…” he said.

“Capa, I-” Before you could get out more than two words, his hand had snaked around to the front of your shorts and was pushing past your waistband. Separated only by the cloth of your panties, his fingers pressed against the wetness that was quickly spreading between your thighs.

“Fuck, you’re soaked,” he whispered. “I knew you were into me, but I didn’t know you had it this bad.”

You arched your back against his bare chest, too drunk on his fingers to formulate a response. And he hadn’t even pushed past your panties yet; he was just touching you through the fabric as you fell apart for him.

“Good girl,” he rasped, sending another wave of euphoria from your neck to your throbbing cunt. “So eager. Want me to put ‘em inside you?”

You nodded, desperate but not trusting your voice enough to speak. Capa slid his hand past the final layer of fabric that separated you, and then one of his fingers was pressing into you. You squeezed your legs together, trapping his hand, and Capa quickly added another finger.

“Fuuuuuck,” he hissed.

His fingers curled, pulling at the strings of tension that were already building in your stomach. You wanted nothing more than to scream for him, but knew you shouldn't. The walls of the ship were far from soundproof, and there were rooms on either side of you.

Capa’s thumb pressed down on your clit, rubbing it as his fingers continued to move inside of you. You were desperate for something to grab onto, but the only thing in front of you was blank wall. You settled for wrapping your legs around his, entangling yourselves together to give you some semblance of being grounded. You bucked against his hand, begging for more friction.

“Forgive me yet?” Capa teased, his breath ghosting over your ear again.

You shook your head no; not willing to give up on the game just yet. Behind you, Capa chuckled.

“So stubborn,” he muttered. “You really want to make me work for it.”

Capa took his fingers away, and you moaned at the sudden loss of him. Not wasting any more time, he grabbed your shorts and pulled them down. You had a brief moment to wonder what you had gotten yourself into.

You’d felt his growing bulge press into your back as Capa had teased you with his fingers, and now you felt him sliding out of his sweatpants. You were both naked from the waist down, and-

“Fuck, Capa.”

He was brushing the tip over your entrance, not pressing into you yet but just taunting with the idea of it. His hand was firmly at the base of his shaft, ready to guide himself up into you.

“Tell me how bad you want it.”

“Please, Capa.”

“Wanna hear you say it.”

“I need you inside me,” you whispered.

“Fucking beg for it.”

With a frustrated whine, you pushed down and back, forcing his cock into your aching pussy. He was such a tease; you couldn't take it any longer. He was so hard he slid right into you, and the stretch against your walls was like heaven.

Without warning, your orgasm broke over you, crashing into your body with an intensity unlike anything you had ever felt before. It was bliss and beauty and all for the man who was ruining you with every touch. You pressed harder, wanting to feel Capa inside of you as deep as you possibly could. You arched against him, head falling back against his shoulder as you rode out the high.

Capa grabbed at your breasts roughly.

“You know,” he began, “you've never been very good at following directions.”

He pulled out of you suddenly, making you gasp as you clenched around nothing. Quickly, you were flipped onto your back, and then Capa was hovering over you, his eyes burning ice blue.

“Let's try that again,” he said, lining himself up as he leaned forward, pressing his whole body against yours. “I want you. To fucking. Beg.”

“Capa, please,” you breathed.

“Please what?”

“Please put it in me! God, I want you to fill me up. Please, please-”

Capa smirked above you, and your eyes rolled back in your head.

“That's my good girl.”

The sound that left your mouth as he entered you once again would have been mortifying, had you been thinking straight enough to hear it. As it was, Capa seemed to drink up your pathetic mewls and breathy sighs. He pumped in and out of you a few times, watching as you bounced on the bed beneath him.

“Should've gotten you in my bed a long time ago,” Capa panted, still pumping into you relentlessly. “I could've been listening to your pretty noises this whole time.”

His face was right next to yours; the stubble on his jaw scratching you with every thrust. You could feel his lips brushing against your ear as he continued.

“Kinda regret wasting all those hours in the lab with you doing actual work. It's a lot more fun for me to press your buttons.”

Your arms and legs wrapped around him, and your fingers tangled in his hair. Capa kissed you roughly on the lips. His thrusts started to get sloppier, falling out of their methodical rhythm.

“Gonna let me cum inside you, yeah?”

You could do nothing but wrap your legs around him tighter, pinning him in place.

“Fuck, that's right. Gonna take all of it and beg for more. I'll have you in here every fucking night, on your back for me, screaming so that everybody hears how bad you want me to stick it in you.”

Capa’s mouth was going to be the death of you. You clenched around him, silently begging him to cum. It was humiliating, how badly you wanted to be filled by him.

“Oh, fuck!” Capa shouted, entirely too loud.

He held you tight as he emptied into you, giving a few final, weak thrusts. He was breathing heavily, still looming over you as his chest heaved. After a few seconds, he pulled back to look at you.

“So, does that make up for leaving this morning?” he asked, smirk still plastered on his face.

“I… don't know,” you panted. “I think we might need to do it once more… to make sure.”

You looked up at him, mischief playing in your own eyes. Capa wasn't the only one who could tease.

“Oh yeah? Only once more?” he prodded.

He reached up to push the hair out of his face, slicked down with the sweat of his exertion. But despite that, you could already feel him getting hard again.

“Well, maybe a few times,” you smiled.

You leaned up and caught his lips in a kiss.

#robert capa x reader #robert capa smut #cillian murphy x reader #cillian murphy smut #LemmyFics

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ilovetoxicfictionalmen · 4 months ago

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2024 KINKTOBER TAG LIST

This will not be the official master list post, but here are my prompts and characters for this years kinktober. Any interaction with this post will have you added to my taglist for October :)

Would love to know which one you’re most excited for !!

Also if you’ve read any of my fics you’d know what type of warnings i’ll be using 👀

01.10 Blood with Jackson Rippner

02.10 Red Riding Hood AU with Emmett

03.10 Car Sex with Neil Lewis

04.10 Wax Play with Jonathan Crane

05.10 Shoe Worship with Tommy Shelby

06.10 Professor AU with Cillian Murphy

07.10 Hate Fuck with Raymond Leon

08.10 Mirror Sex with Robert Fischer

09.10 Mr and Mrs Smith AU with Jackson Rippner

10.10 Cunnilingus with William Killick

11.10 Marking with Robert Capa

12.10 Sex Tape with Jonathan Breech

13.10 Regency AU with Tommy Shelby

14.10 Pet Play with Jonathan Crane

15.10 Caught Masterbating with Jim (TDS)

16.10 Little Mermaid AU with Matthew Joy

17.10 Mind Control with Tom Buckley

18.10 Body Worship with Lenny Miller

19.10 Spit with Emmett

20.10 Marvel AU with Cillian!Dr Doom

21.10 69 with Darren (Pig)

22.10 Overstimulation with Tom

23.10 Hogwarts AU with Jonathan Crane

24.10 Outdoor Sex with Tommy Shelby

25.10 Spanking with Martin

26.10 Somnophilia with Mike Kieran

27.10 ABO AU with Raymond Leon

28.10 Dumbification with Jim (28DL)

29.10 Facial with Shivering Solider

30.10 Romeo and Juliet AU with Robert Fischer

31.10 Double Penetration with Jonathan Crane & Jackson Rippner

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saintmuses · 10 months ago

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❝𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙬 𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙙, 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙢𝙮 𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚❞

Pairing:

Older!Robert Capa x Soldier!Reader

Summary:

Y/N knew Robert Capa from her childhood, a physicist who volunteered to complete the mission on Icarus II with other scientists set up by her father and other scientists of many fields. The space mission had gone wrong despite the fact the sun was shining again. Years later while the war was raging, she encountered the man who was not the same after he left the Earth to save the Universe.

Warning(s): SMUT. Age gap (Reader in her mid 20s and Robert in his late 30s). Violence (fighting). Oral (m-receiving). P in V. Enemies to lovers. Capa is an asshole in this who will be sweet on Reader later. Minors, dni! Note: A different ending to Sunshine plus extraterrestrial stuff.

Word Count: 3.5k

2067

Y/N's lungs heaved slightly as she raised the gun to a man who was staring back at her with unreadable emotions in his icy eyes along with his hands raised in the air in the form of surrender.

She knew him by reputation, his iron control along with hair brushing against his neck in the color of the ocean without the light. It was nearly as inky and dark, just like his expression.

The type that will drag them under the water, losing any hope of survival when the water was in the lungs.

The thing was...she knew him before. Before the mission ruined him then the extraterrestrial war changed him into a hardened man with brutality ruling the apocalypse with an iron fist.

She didn't know him at all, but he was a young physicist who joined the Icarus II mission back in the days where the sun was dying, and the stars were unfazed in the sky while the earth was becoming cold.

When she was a little girl, she used to play in the corner of the laboratory room where all astrophysicists, geologists, biologists, chemists, and others would assemble to put together a second mission after the first Icarusfailed its mission after they disappeared from the radar.

Robert Capa would come and go for the longest time in that laboratory, and he worked for her father's mission when she was a little girl.

Then the Icarus II left the Earth in 2050.

However, that was seventeen years ago.

She had heard rumors about Pinbacker attacking him during the mission. However, he’d survived the battle against the creature, not without a price.

Safe to say she was surprised by the fact they ended up in the same room again.

However, she did not know him. At all.

She was fifteen in 2057 when the sun became alive again, she had remember waking up to bright golden light shining on her face.

She was nineteen when the end was at her door, alone and frightened out of her mind.

Her parents were already dead, and her friends were long gone while she was trying to survive as she signed up to fight against a war no one was prepared for.

She was twenty-eight, with the world on her shoulders, and dust under her feet with weapons after weapons in her calloused hands as she stood in front of him.

Before she could move her index finger to press the trigger safety button, the gun had been knocked out of her hands, before she could do anything, he had already wrapped his hand around her head and pushed her.

Then he wrapped his hand around her neck, and she had to stifle her gasp when she felt his calloused fingers curling around her skin.

She let out a moan when he shoved her to the ground after feeling a slight pain in her abdomen, it took a minute for her to realize that he punched her in the stomach.

She laid on the cold metal floor, panting as her eyes leveled with his black boots. Then biting on her lower lip when she felt her head being lifted slightly, and she whimpered when Capa slammed her head against the metal frame.

She then winced when the pain exploded in her temple as he walked away from her in a haste to the other room with his boots echoing against the floor.

After hearing low clicks, she realized he was trying to set something up, and she struggled to push herself off the ground.

She held her breath, hoping she wouldn't get caught in his peripheral vision before wrapping her hands around the metal cylinder by the entryway.

He, however, was distracted which gave her an opportunity.

She immediately raised the cylinder object and swung towards his head. Only she didn't hit him hard enough to send him into the state of unconsciousness, but it was with harsh force that had him stumble away from the monitors.

The sounds of clicking registered in her mind when she realized she was frantically typing the white squares as the purple haze light hit the side of her face.

Her head jerked backwards when he wrapped his arm around her neck from behind, gasping as he pulled her away from the monitors. Her neck was at an uncomfortable angle as his uniform rubbed against her skin.

Capa laid his cheek on top of her head, panting slightly against her temple. His lips touched something warm, and he pulled back slightly to wet his lips; only to taste rusted metal.

He realized he bashed Y/N’s head roughly enough to have blood oozing out of her wound.

"You're a pretty little thing," he breathed into her ear, and before she could say anything, he had already maneuvered her to the side of the room. He pushed her against the metal wall, reaching out to grip the edge with his other hand, leaning down towards her as her body slid down to the ground, his grip tightened on her throat slightly which made her gasp.

"You think that I wouldn't know about you...Y/N? Just coming in to do your work then come out discreetly, hoping no one notices you?" He panted, exhaling breaths after breaths as he stared down at her. "Oh sweetheart, I do know all about you." He nearly purred down at her.

He truly did. After he heard her voice bashing at one of his men that he dragged out from Earth, he was intrigued because her voice held fire and her spirit was raw, then he had one of his men to look her up.

He was waiting for her.

He recognized her as the daughter of a former scientist who assembled the mission to save the sun’s life. "Both of your parents died, and your friends left you..." he trailed off with a small smirk gracing upon his lips. "Well, you're all alone fighting for the good cause." He tightened his fingers around the curve of her throat as his thumb caressed her skin.

The strands escaped from the confines of his hair, falling over to his forehead as he exhaled harshly, listening to her breathing.

Only it wasn't a reflex gasp twinged with panic, instead it was filled with something else.

His eyes slithered from her form to her eyes which were doused with light speckles dotted across the irises.

What he did notice was her pupils dilating in response to his hand wrapping around her neck.

He then flexed his fingers, feeling her skin and her eyes flickered with a soft lust.

The air was charged with heavy tension that could set the entire world on fire as Capa acknowledged her emotions.

He then dragged her body upward by putting his hands around her waist to hoist her against the wall, and there was a small ledge which he sat her upon.

The green light with blue and purple haze touched her skin in a form of smoke, and his eyes raked across her facial features.

"I don't want to hurt you," he murmured, lightly gliding his nose across her cheekbone to inhale her addictive aroma.

"You already did, asshole." She spat through her clenched teeth, holding in a gasp when he trailed his nose downward to her neck.

He chuckled lowly; the sound sent shivers down her spine when he caressed the curve of her neck with his lips.

"I'm sorry about that." He said, with sincere in his expression as he gently touched her wound with the pad of his thumb, and she winced at the slight pressure.

Her eyes flickered when he stared into her depths, and he felt his cock hardening in response. He shifted slightly to ease the pressure that had his cock straining against the fabric in his uniform.

He shifted his hand away from her forehead towards behind her head. He laced his fingers through the hair at the base of her neck, then pulled until her neck arched up towards him.

"I'm planning on killing you." She stated, staring up at him. He was taller than her that he could engulf her form. Everything about him made her feel small.

He was amused, his eyes glittered with the emotion as sweat began to bead at his forehead. He then craned his neck so he could graze his lips against hers so light that they both couldn't feel the impression.

"I know, sweetheart." He murmured before pressing his lips against hers with such ferocity that ignited the spark to induce the fire across the apocalypse as he cupped her jaw when she moved her lips against his.

"We're in the middle of the war," she breathed against his mouth as he slanted even more bruising kisses.

Strong hands wrapped around her thighs as she felt the stir of his hardening length pressing against her abdomen as he settled in between her legs. Relieved that she was steadied by his form, she dropped her forehead against his chest.

He reached for her tank top, gripping in his fists before pulling the fabric upwards when she raised her arms in the air to remove it from her body.

Surprisingly the air was warmer than he had anticipated since it was always cold to maintain the weapons from activating.

He pulled back slightly, narrowing his gaze at her. "And I don't care, let them all die."

"You're a terrible man," she scoffed.

He eyed her for a moment before a chuckle left his lips. "I haven’t been the same person I was when I left the Earth, sweetheart." He murmured, rubbing his thumb across her lips. Feeling the soft skin caving under the pressure of his thumb, he could imagine them wrapping around his cock.

She should have begged him to feel the way he did for her. To want to take her strands, fist them and kiss them. To want to drown in her scent, to tear her skin and graze her throat as she would moan in abandon.

At his thoughts, he snapped. He pulled her off the ledge and waited until she was on her feet before a dark and primal growl left his lips. "Get on your knees." He said hungrily.

She followed the pressure of his hand on her shoulder until her knees met the cold metal floor, and she stared up at him.

She was hyper-aware of the sound of her heart beating in her ears and the sounds of him working his button loose, then his zipper moving down as he freed himself from his pants.

She leaned forward and swirled her tongue around the tip of his cock. The bead of precum was salty against her tongue and he jerked his hips above her as her tongue languished across his head, while one of her hands came up to grasp his thick cock.

Slowly she began to bob her head and stroke her hand, taking him all the way down her throat, and she heard him let out a guttural groan when she did so.

It sickened her a little when she realized just how much she liked it. It sickened her even more when she realized it still wasn't enough. That she wanted more.

She then planted her hands on either side of his thighs and lowered her mouth until he was nearly buried to the hilt in her throat. Out of curiosity, she peered up from her position and her throat nearly clenched at the sight of him.

His head was thrown back, eyes closed, and seeing tendons rising in his neck, heady haze in the room as green and blue lights casted across his figure.

He looked so out of control. The opposite of what he was.

With a guttural groan, Capa shoved himself as far down her throat as he could. He knew she hadn't quite been ready for it and as a result, she choked and sputtered on his cock when he looked down at her.

"You look so good with my cock in your mouth," he whispered. She hollowed her cheeks in response after withdrawing slightly to ease off the pressure in her throat before swirling her tongue around his sensitive head. Capa hissed at the pleasure, reaching out to thread his fingers through her hair.

Feeling his hand on her head sent shivers down her spine before she gasped when his fingers sunk into her strands, tangling them in the mass of hair before fisting his hand when her moan sent vibrations to his cock.

"I don't want to cum in your pretty little mouth yet." He grounded out, his voice came out strongly before pulling her head off of his cock. "Although," he leaned back slightly to see the swell of her breasts peeking out of her lacy bra, "I would love nothing more than to cover you in my cum." He said huskily.

She shivered, swallowing inaudibly. She could not believe herself that she would soon have sex with the man that her team hated.

Her eyes widened slightly when he leaned down, wrapping his hands under her arms before pulling her off the ground.

Her nails dug into his shoulders when he roughly pushed the lace cup of her bra down, breast spilling over, his thumb playing with the stiff nipple, pinching, twisting, making her arch into him.

"I want to fuck you," his eyes darkened as he breathed the words. "I want to feel your pussy wrapping around my cock as I ruin you for anyone else." A rumble resonated in his chest as he gazed down at her while unclasping her bra, allowing it to fall onto the ground, revealing the other breast for him to put his other hand on.

She despised herself for the way she grew more wet from his talking. Her head nodded quite of its own accord, and she whispered desperately, "please."

Wasn't she supposed to hate him?

And yet here she is, practically begging to get fucked by this man.

Before she could take a breath, she found herself bent over on the ledge where she originally sat, inhaling sharply as his large hand left her back. The cold seeped into her skin as her breasts touched the metal, having her gasp at the sensation.

Then she felt him digging his fingers down in the waist of her pants including her underwear when she felt his hot breath on the back of her neck before he pulled her pants down to her knees.

She moaned as one of his hands worked its way over to her slit and felt the wetness there.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he murmured against her smooth back before rubbing his fingers through her slit. He flickered his middle finger onto her bundle of nerves before sliding down towards where he could dip his finger into her scorching heat. She shuddered against him when he eased another finger into her heat as he grinned before dipping his head to run his hot breath against her left ear.

He began to pump his fingers viciously, rubbing his cock against the smooth skin of her ass before nipping his teeth on her ear when she whimpered at his movements.

He noticed the noise was restrained, and he huffed a chuckle. "Are you ashamed of being fucked by the most hated man in the apocalypse?" He'd then grind his hardened cock against the curve of her ass hard, "or you just didn't want to get caught having my fingers in your pussy?" He panted slightly, sweat began to roll down on his skin as it slicked the inside of his uniform. "Don't hold yourself back sweetheart, especially when the world is already ending." He bit out before pulling his fingers out of her pussy, which made the girl spew out protests, but he ended them when he shoved his fingers that were coated in her wetness, in front of her lips. "Taste yourself," he growled. After she wrapped her lips around his fingers, sucking the digits into her mouth, then he gripped the base of his cock, sliding the head across her skin then in between her thighs.

She jerked back, away from his fingers when she felt the tip of his cock nudging its way against her slit before dipping his cock into her cunt just barely.

He repeated the motion a few times before she huffed. "Just fuck me." She snapped, then she gasped when she felt his fingers tangled her hair before making a fist and pulled her head back.

"I'm debating," he murmured against her ear. "I want to shove my cock into you with you bent over, but I also want to shove it in you while you face me so you can relive this memory over and over while feeling guilty."

Before she could say anything, she felt herself moving to face him, after pulling her zipped combat boots and pants off her body, then he lifted her up onto the ledge before standing between her legs.

She quivered when she felt the head of his cock again, nudging its way in her slit before dipping into her heat once again.

"You won't be able to walk for a week by the time I'm done with you," he breathed before thrusting his hips, shoving his cock into her as hard as he could.

She heard his groan of approval as she gasped with pleasure. He filled her completely and her whole body was once again on fire.

She then felt him laying his head on her shoulder as he withdrew, before slamming his cock in her again with a savage, possessive thrust, and she cried out as her hips jerked up reflexively to meet his as her hands gripped his shoulders.

His hips started snapping against hers more aggressively, and she threw her head back while moaning breathily as his cock hit the spot. His eyebrows raised and he snapped his hips against her with similar movement, clearly pleased when she made a high keen noise.

He then grabbed her ass as he wrapped his other arm around her dampened back, lifting her in the air away from the ledge before pushing his cock back inside of her cunt.

She wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders, her legs around his clothed waist as his hips moved upwards over and over to the brink of soreness. She knew she wouldn't be able to walk for a week due to his cock constantly brushing against the wall of her cervix.

She began to chant his name as he pounded into her when he brought her hips down in time with his upward thrusting motions, hitting her spot just right, and he felt himself getting close.

"Remember this," He brought his lips an inch from hers. "Remember my face when you touch yourself at all those nights, remember how it felt when my cock destroyed you. Knowing your fingers will never be able to replace my cock, sweetheart."

She threw her head back as the pleasure wracked her body when she reached the climax.

He was still thrusting into her, but it didn't deter her from sparring at him. "You're an asshole," she hissed, nearly mumbling.

He felt his lips curling upwardly, "I know." He said smugly before continuing, "while I'll be at god knows where, pleasuring myself to the thoughts of you," he gritted his teeth, staring into her pupils’ blown eyes as he thrusted sharply before hearing her gasp. "You will feel guilty for not stopping me and ashamed that you had sex with me; but I won't feel any of that, I'll be gloating that I fucked you instead because I'm an asshole." He breathed before slamming his lips onto hers, holding her body close to him as he rolled his hips into her one last time before his body convulsed as the pleasure washed over him.

He let his hands come up and gently tucked her strands that managed to fall in front of her face behind her ears after setting her down with her feet planted onto the floor; and he released her hair when she took a step back from his presence. “Why haven’t you killed me?”

“Because I don’t want to.” He simply said as he reached down, to tuck his softened cock back into his pants. By the time he looked back to her, she had already put her bra and panties back on, and she was in the middle of putting her pants back on.

He waited until she was fully clothed before walking over to her and rested his free palm on her burning red cheek before tilting her head up to lock eyes with him. She seemed to become more anxious as he unapologetically and shamelessly held her gaze, keeping her guessing for what he was about to say.

"If I live after this war is over...I will find you." He swore when her eyes flickered before closing her eyes then opening them.

She looked at him with a small bitter smile, gazing up at him before taking a small step forward, and with a pause, her lips grazed the curve of his cheek. “We’ll see.”

#robert capa #robert capa x reader #Robert Capa x you #cillian murphy x reader #sunshine (2007)#cillian murphy #Robert Capa x y/n

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