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f10werfae · 1 year ago

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Pretty Girl

pairing: Dad!sy x Pregnant!Mom!Reader

summary: Baby Ellie has her daddy wrapped round her little finger, but so does her momma. After-all they’re his pretty girl (smut)

Likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated/Disclaimer 18+

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“Hey pretty, c’mere and give me a kiss” Sy cooed nuzzling into his wife’s side on their bench swing in the backyard, his hands rubbing over her exposed bump which was housing their second baby. “mhm okay” She gave in ultimately giving him a soft wet kiss, having to push him away for a breath. “D-da d-da” Both their heads turning to face their 1 year old babygirl, who was settled on her play mat out in the shade.

Aika rested her head on her paws whilst on the play mat, letting baby Ellie rest her body against hers, ultimately using Aika as her backrest. The Syverson family was spending this nice summers day out on the porch, with Ellie clad in only a diaper just to keep her cool. “Yes my gorgeous girl, ya enjoyin’ bein’ out here with your momma and dada?” Sy cooed slipping off the bench and onto the mat a few feet away, Ellie was holding up her own bottle as she drank away, her other hand reaching up for Sy’s hand.

Ever since Ellie had seen the effect of the word ‘da’ on her daddy, she’s been using it ever since as a sign of a beck and call. “Da, da da” The soft curled bundle of joy tottered away from Aika’s body and wobbled her way onto her daddy’s lap. “Aren’t ya jus’ precious sweetpea, you n your mama n’ baby brother” Sy growled peppering kisses all over Ellie’s face until she started giggling and had to push his face away.

“Sy stop it and give her a chance” Y/n giggled watching, knowing damn well her babygirl loved giving out kisses too, Ellie’s lips already pouting out to land kisses on her daddy’s beard covered cheek. “mwah da” Ellie babbled happily, her curls bouncing with her, her hands on his shoulders to stabilise her standing up. “Wow babygirl, best kiss av ever gotten” Sy gasped hugging her tiny body to his immediately, carrying her onto his lap again.

“Da-da baba?” Ellie pulled away looking up with her innocent doe eyes, picking up her empty bottle up to her daddy, another small pout playing on her lips. “N' here I thought you wanted to cuddle with dada” Sy playfully scoffed settling Ellie down by Y/n, their babygirl wasting no time in cuddling on her mama’s lap, her head resting on her chest, her tiny hands feeling the baby’s kicks; her eyes twinkling watching Sy walk inside with her precious baba.

“got daddy wrapped round your lil finger baby” Y/n smiled nuzzling her head against her baby’s, pressing a big kiss on her cheek as she rocked her gently. “One baba per request” Sy said rocking back into the backyard, shaking the small lukewarm pink bottle in his hand, testing the temperature on his wrist before he handed it back to his little precious petal. “mm baba dada” She said handing it back to him.

Sy smiled picking up the tiny tot and sitting down beside his wife with Ellie laying across his lap as if she was a newborn again. His hands steadily holding the baby bottle to her lips as she suckled softly, her naturally wide eyes peering around the garden at all the different birds before settling on the baby blues of her dad. One of her hands reaching behind her for her momma and the other holding onto Sy’s hand that was holding the bottle.

“Think she’ll go down for a nap soon?” He smirked looking up to his wife, that same playful lustful loon in his eyes whenever his eye caught hers, his head leaning down to kiss and nuzzle against the side of her face like a possessive bear cub. “Oh yeah she’s your daughter Sy honey, fill her belly and she’ll be knocked out soon enough” Y/n swooned, leaning her body towards him as her hand patted down his soft stomach and body.

“See look her pretty lil eyes are already closing, must be the cool breeze helpin cool her down too” Checking her nappy was still clean, after about 15 minutes Y/n had burped and lulled her babygirl to sleep, ultimately leading her to put her down in her crib. Turning on the baby monitor and adjusting the room temperature, Y/n left the room slightly ajar as Sy and her retreated to hanging out in their shared bedroom.

“I ever tell ya how pretty you are? Especially when you’re full n’ round cus a’ me” Sy poses on the bed like a girl, his feet swinging in the air as he lay on his stomach, his hands cupping his face whilst he just stared at his wife. “Yes loverboy, you tell me at least every hour”

“That can’t be right, i’ll make sure to say it every minute then” He joked rolling onto his back, guiding her to sit on his lap, his hands immediately clasping around her body to cage her closer to him. “But seriously you are just gorgeous, jus’ how do you get even more beautiful the more life goes on” Y/n soon found herself feeling hot and bothered the more compliments and kisses she received, not to mention the subtle ass squeezes Sy had managed to squeeze in between his monologues.

“Stop it Sy please” She whined carefully tracing his brow with her thumb, trying to distract herself from looking into his eyes which were desperately trying to catch hers. “What can’t I pay my pretty mama compliments? I’m havin’ to stop myself ‘ere” Growling lightly he slightly jerked his hips up, letting her feel his hardened cock through his grey sweatpants, his torso bare. “Fuck Sy”

“I know baby m’sorry, I can’ help it, anytime I see you, smell you or hear you, the little guy gets excited n’ needs ya” Rubbing up her back soothingly under his shirt she was wearing, he felt her slowly start to shift herself back and forth on his lap, her wetness starting to leak through her thin cotton panties to create a darker stain on his pants. “Oh baby what are ya doin?”

“I need somethin Sy, seein’ ya be such a good daddy to Ellie and how you’re just so fuckin’ sexy it actually kills me” She suddenly broke out into a curse, seeing Sy basically move around the house was like porn for her, seeing him tend to the laundry and housework? She was about to bend him over if she could. Seeing him try his absolute best to lighten her load, even taking his babygirl Ellie out on his walks just so she could have some peace and quiet.

“You gonna use me baby? Get what you need momma, so fuckin’ pretty like this, my perfect angel, got my cock all swollen jus by bein you” He pushed back some of her hair away from her face, her expression furrowed as she quickened her pace knowing it wouldn’t be long before Ellie woke up again. “Y-you make me feel so good” Moving her underwear to the side she let her bare sensitive pussy rub against the fabric of his sweatpants, the head of his cock peeking out of the band as per her request.

“Hold on pretty-“ He gasped pulling down his sweatpants to his thighs, letting them feel each other’s skin as they humped against each other lovingly. Her swollen lips parted to hug around his shaft, covering his length in her slick wet juices, the lewd sounds filling the bedroom along with her whines and whimpers; the both of them being careful to not be so loud. “So soft” He would whisper out as his thumb caressed her sensitive nerve, watching her face contort whilst he stimulated her clit.

“You gonna cum for me pretty girl? Can feel it, come on baby I want it so bad” He whispered against her neck, his lips inching upwards until they reached hers. His tongue slipping into her mouth engaging it in a wet spit filled kiss, keeping her quiet. “M-m gonna come Sy” She whispered urgently feeling that band in her stomach grow tighter, with it eventually snapping once one of Sy’s paws wandered up to tug and rub at her hardened nipples. “Aww baby you did so good, m’ so prouda you pretty, makin’ yourself feel good on your man’s lap” He cooed in between grunts as he tugged at his hardened shaft to squirt ropes of cum onto her pussy.

“You proud of me” Y/n smiled hazily leaning back, massaging his cum into her pussy, her eyes peering at him as he brought her back in for a sloppy make-out session, leaving both their chins shiny with spit. “Fuckin’ best thing ta ever happen to me”

(this fic is not proofread)

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PSA: Haven’t updated in so long but i’ve honestly just been enjoying my summer🫶Hope you enjoy this Dad!sy fic

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holylulusworld · 1 month ago

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Indifferent (6)

Summary: Your father wanted a bond between you and the Barnes Empire. No matter what.

Pairing: Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Wife!Reader

Characters: Captain Syverson

Warnings: arranged marriage, angst, arguments, mafia au, strong reader, jealousy, language, mentions of domestic violence/slight violence against Bucky

Catch up here: Indifferent (5)

Indifferent Masterlist

He drags you along the hallways, growling insults at Thor, who has already left the mansion. Bucky is seething and cannot contain his anger any longer.

Bringing a man to his home was a mistake you won’t make again. You crossed a line, and fear, Thor, will pay the price one day.

“I swear, if you do not let go of me, I’ll call my father. I’ll file for divorce and tell everyone that the reason was domestic violence.” You kick Bucky and slap him to break out of his iron grip. “They all were right. The worst thing you can do is to stay married to the wrong person!”

“You are the wrong person, not me,” Bucky yells and pushes you inside the bedroom you used to share. “Maybe you enchanted my mother, but I can see right through you. You’re nothing but a slut whoring her way around town while pretending to be underfucked.”

“You fucking asshole!” You slap his face hard. Gasping, you look at the angry handprint you left on his cheek. He doesn’t seem to mind. Bucky guides you toward the bed, smirking when you start to squirm harder in his hold. “Let me go!”

“From now on, you’ll sleep here. You won’t leave the house without me, and you won’t talk to my mother unless I’m around.”

You purse your lips and hold his gaze. “Make me, Barnes. Come on. Hurt me, leave bruises or a split lip. Do you think getting slapped by your mother and me hurts? Do you want my father to get his hands on you?”

Bucky leans closer to brush his nose over your cheek. He chuckles before whispering in your ear, “Your father permitted me to bend you to my will. I told him about your mishap with your masseur and that you refuse to give me an heir.”

You narrow your eyes. “Wow, you stooped so low? Really?” You shake your head. “Whenever I believe you could be a better man than you’d like to admit, you prove me wrong.” You chuckle humorlessly. “Did you tell Daddy that you refused to consummate our marriage? Did you tell him that you despise the thought of touching me?”

“I hate everything about you.” You flinch at his words. Even though you wanted to ignore his hurtful words, you felt an aching in your chest. You swallow thickly but stubbornly hold his gaze.

“Good,” you reply. “Then there will be no misunderstandings. I hate you too. There’s nothing lovable about you, either.”

“You’ll play by my rules from now on—no more meeting up with my mother. No more Thor putting his hands on my wife. No more talking back.”

You smirk darkly. “If you and Daddy get along so well, why don’t you both fuck yourselves, or each other?” Remembering the moves your bodyguard taught you, you jump into action.

The last thing Bucky expects is that you headbutt him. He drops his hands from your arms and back paddles.

“Fuck you!” He blocks your punch but doesn’t see the kick to his balls coming.

Bucky doesn’t know what hits him until he holds, once again, his crotch. He whines and watches you sidestep him. You spit onto the ground, next to him, openly disrespecting him.

“As long as you do not respect me,” you growl, “you won’t get shit in return. Go and make more plans with my father. You are both dead to me.”

You walk away with your head held high. Bucky Barnes won’t break you, and neither will your father. If they both want to fuck you over, you’ll pay them the hard way.

The next morning, your plan stands. This is your life, and you won’t waste more time on a man hurting and ignoring you all the time.

No more trying to get along with your husband.

No more playing the obedient daughter.

Your father wants to side with your husband, so be it. You’re not going to take shit from them any longer.

If you are going to go down, you will go down swinging.

Your bags are already packed, and your former bodyguard helped you carry them out of the mansion. He won’t leave your side and make sure you’re safe.

“You sure about this, sugar?” He dips his head to glance at you standing next to him. Sy is still a giant next to you. “I can still shoot his brain out.”

“My father would kill you,” you softly reply.

“I’m a freelancer now.” He shrugs. “And I’m not afraid of your old man, sugar. Tell me to break that bastard’s neck, and he’s gone. I know how to let a man disappear.”

You chuckle. Sy always had the power to make you laugh when you want to cry. “No. I only wanted someone around to keep him from stopping me from leaving.”

“If he dares to put his hands on you, I’ll break his neck.” Sy puts his hand on your shoulder, gently squeezing.

“Let’s just go. I placed the signed divorce papers on his desk. There’s nothing left to say but… fuck you…”

While Sy guides you out of the mansion, looking left and right at Bucky’s men, you feel hope for the first time since you married Bucky.

Part 7

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#bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x female reader #Indifferent (6)

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ellethespaceunicorn-masterlist · 4 months ago

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Henry Cavill Masterlist

Here you will find all of my Henry Cavill works, arranged by character and type of work.

One-Shots

Forever And A Day - Explicit - Geralt x Black!OFC - Geralt and Lavinia share a passionate reunion.

Events

You're Mine | Geralt of Rivia + Female Reader + Daddy Kink + “Can you feel how much I want you?” + Darkfic (Sweet Treats Events 2024)

Series

Bright Like The Moon (ongoing)

Touch and Go (possibly ongoing)

The Howling in Claw Creek Forest (ongoing)

Requests

Get My Pretty Name Outta Your Mouth - Explicit - Walter Marshall x Reader - You hate everything about Detective Walter Marshall. He feels the same about you. Now, kiss!

Challenges

Fifteen Minutes - Explicit - Walter Marshall x Unnamed Black!OFC - What Walter does with 15 minutes of his time.

Headcanons

Hobbies

Events

A Little Fresh Air | Walter Marshall + Female Reader + Public Sex + “Hmm, you’re not very patient, are you?” + Smut (Sweet Treats Event 2024)

One-Shots

Hold Me Til I Scream For Air To Breathe - Explicit - Sub!Clark Kent x Domme!Reader - Clark needs to give over to his submissive urges, specifically he yearns to be tied up and owned.

Some Things You Just Can’t Refuse - Explicit - Dom!Clark Kent x Sub!Reader - A collection of first times with Clark Kent, and one last time.

Don’t Kill My Vibe - Explicit - Clark Kent x BestFriend!Black!Fem!Reader - You help Clark ease the pain of his broken heart.

Requests

Happy Birthday, Cupcake - General - Clark Kent x PlusSize!Reader - Clark surprises you for your birthday.

Praise You - General - Clark Kent x Insecure PlusSize!Reader - Clark Kent loves everything about you, especially what you think are your flaws.

One-Shots

What Are You Doing, StepBro? - Explicit - Humphrey x Stepsister!Reader - You and Humphrey don’t have the best start, but before long you will reach an arrangement.

Requests

Doing Something Unholy - Explicit - Charles Brandon x Reader - This is a prompt fill for some teasing of Charles Brandon and then him taking over.

Series

Scrapbook (finished) - Side characters include Walter Marshall, Evan Marshall, Syverson, and Gus March-Phillipps

One-Shots

Make That Kitty Purr {DARK FIC} - Explicit - Mike x Reader, August Walker x Reader - Hellraiser: Hellworld x Mission: Impossible - Fallout, Crossover AU - Uncle August doesn’t give a shit that you’re Mike’s girlfriend.

Make That Kitty Purr [Director’s Cut] {DARKER FIC} - Explicit - Mike x Reader, August Walker x Reader - Hellraiser: Hellworld x Mission: Impossible - Fallout, Crossover AU - Uncle August doesn’t give a shit that you’re Mike’s girlfriend. This is the darker pre-edited version.

Series

Love, Napoleon (ongoing)

One-Shots

I Want a Little Sugar in My Bowl - Explicit - Napoleon Solo x Reader - Napoleon wines and dines.

Series

Daddy Knows Best (possibly on hiatus)

One-Shots

Treat Me Like A Slut - Explicit - August Walker x Reader - August has had enough of your antics, and you’re going to pay for it.

Requests

Executive Temptation - Explicit - CEO!August Walker x Employee!Reader - You’ve caught the eye of CEO August Walker. What happens when he asks you to go to his private office?

One-Shots

Sometimes The Silence Guides A Mind - Explicit - Sherlock Holmes x Reader - As you were getting close to Sherlock, he stops visiting. You pop over to Baker Street and share an eye-opening moment.

Requests

The Paganini Problem - Mature - Sherlock Holmes x Wife!Reader - Being Sherlock’s wife proves to be difficult when a case stumps him.

Series

The Howling in Claw Creek Forest (ongoing)

Challenges

There Is A Light That Never Goes Out - Mature - Syverson x Reader - When an unexpected pregnancy rocks your already uncertain world, you decide the best option is to run. Apocalypse AU.

Requests

Shape-Up - Explicit - Syverson x Black!Reader (Peaches) - Syverson and his girl, Peaches, try and trim his beard without causing a ruckus. Spoiler alert: they fail.

Drabbles

My Little Strawberry - Mature - Syverson x Black!Reader (Peaches) - A follow-up to Shape Up. Sy has a conversation with his baby girl while she’s still in your stomach.

Events

Say It Again | Captain Syverson + Female Reader + Phone Sex + “Hmm, you’re not very patient, are you?” + Smut (Sweet Treats Event 2024)

One-Shots

Nothing More Than An Animal - Explicit - Henry!Wolverine (Cavillrine) x Female!Reader - After entering a dangerous biker bar alone, you’re almost assaulted. You are saved by a mutant with metal claws who might be more animal than man.

Walter Marshall (Night Hunter)

Geralt of Rivia (The Witcher)

Clark Kent (Man of Steel, BvS, Justice League)

Humphrey (Stardust)

Charles Brandon (The Tudors)

Mike (Hellraiser: Hellworld)

Napoleon Solo (The Man from U.N.C.L.E.)

August Walker (Mission: Impossible - Fallout)

Gus March-Phillips (The Ministry of Ungentlemanly Warfare)

Will Shaw (The Cold Light of Day)

Sherlock Holmes (Enola Holmes films)

Captain Syverson (Sand Castle)

Evan Marshall (Blood Creek)

Melot (Tristan and Isolde)

Thomas Apreas (Hotel Laguna)

Chas Quilter (The Inspector Lyndley Mysteries)

Stephen Colley (I Capture the Castle)

Henry!Wolvie AKA The Cavillrine (Deadpool & Wolverine)

I DO NOT WRITE RPF FOR HENRY

FULL MASTERLIST IS HERE.

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bradshawssugarbaby · 11 months ago

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All Dressed Up - Capt. Syverson x Reader

A/N: based on a thought I had while watching Sand Castle earlier and a discussion with @nouis-bum from a couple of days ago. I couldn't help myself, sorry. Also, we decided for the purpose of my writing, his name's Luke.

pairing: Capt. Syverson x fem!reader

warnings/content: oral (m & f receiving), no use of y/n, no real mention of reader's features other than long hair.

word count: 1.8k

“Honey, have you seen my blue shirt?” Luke Syverson called out to his wife, his icy-blue eyes squinting as he tried to think of where his dress shirt could be. He was sure he’d checked every laundry basket, every drawer in the dresser, and both sides of the closet. He bounded down the stairs, heavy footsteps echoing through the house as he headed for the laundry room. His brows knit together as he thought about any stone he may have left unturned in his search. He didn’t dress up often - in fact, the missing dress shirt in question was his only dress shirt. He had always gotten by with an old t-shirt and a pair of jeans when he went out, which wasn’t a regular occurrence until you’d entered his life a few years ago.

Slowly, you’d begun to introduce new things into his closet, replacing his tattered old Houston Texans jersey was the first step - he’d kept the old one, of course, for nostalgic purposes, but it hardly fit, and the deep navy blue fabric had gained a few holes here and there over the years. The new one had been a birthday gift from you that first year you were together, and he treasured it. The dress shirt was introduced the second Christmas the two of you were together. You had a work Christmas party and he was home from his latest tour for a 6 month break until the next one came around. He’d never met any of your co-workers before, and wanting to make a good impression and keep you happy, he’d reluctantly agreed to go shopping with you to pick out something better suited to wear than a tattered cotton graphic tee he’d had for at least a decade, and a well-worn, faded pair of jeans.

As he squatted down in front of the dryer, opening the door to look at the contents inside to see if his shirt was somewhere in amongst the clean laundry waiting to be folded, he heard footsteps come up behind him, followed by a wolf whistle. He smirked to himself, closing the dryer door after yet another unsuccessful search. He stood upright, his full 6-foot-something frame straightening up as he turned to face you. His bulking muscular figure was still toned from the years of military service he’d just retired from, although now, he stood a little more solidly, having grown accustomed to more than just black coffee and shitty food while he was away. His arms folded across his chest, muscles bulging as he stood before her. His wife stood in front of him, batting her eyelashes as she donned his blue button up shirt, sitting oversized on her, drooping off her shoulders as grinned at him. His eyes scanned over her, taking in the sight before him. His lips curled up into a smirk, framed by his thick, curly, dark beard, the chestnut coloured hairs recently trimmed to look less wild than they usually did. He noticed that the shirt stopped just above her knee, and it didn’t take more than a split second to realize that the shirt was the only article of clothing she was wearing at the time.

“Now, darlin’, why exactly have ya got my shirt on?” His voice carried a teasing tone to it as he spoke, the smirk on his face remaining unchanged as his piercing blue eyes continued to gawk at her.

“Thought it made for a kinda cute shirt dress, don’t you?” She teased, twirling a long strand of hair around her index finger, “Besides, kinda fun watchin’ you run around half naked lookin’ for it.”

“Sugar, don’t get me wrong, it looks great on ya, but I can’t exactly go out for dinner lookin’ like this,” Luke gestured to his naked torso, his hand stopping just above the waist of his dark-washed jeans.

“Fine, but, before I take it off,” She began, her lips curving into a devilish grin as she dragged her fingers lazily over his skin, gently raking through the brown curls that adorned his chest, “I want to make you feel good first.”

“Darlin’, you’re killin’ me here,” He shook his head, laughing as he looked down at her.

Luke watched as she gently pressed her lips to his collarbone before slowly slinking down to her knees before him. He took his belt in his hand, undoing the metal buckle and sliding the long leather material through the belt loops around his waist. He dropped it to the ground, the sound of the buckle clattering against the hardwood flooring echoing through the room.

He undid the button on his jeans with urgency, dragging them down just enough to allow his wife the space she’d need to pleasure him. She yanked the elastic waistband of his boxers down with a smirk, his hardened cock springing back as she freed it from its cotton restraints. She pressed her lips to it, leaving a tauntingly delicate kiss to the sensitive, red tip, her hand firmly gripping the base. She licked a long, wet stripe up the underside of his length, beginning at the base and ending in a swirling motion around the tip, giving him a doe-eyed gaze as she looked up at him, watching for his reaction. He tilted his head back, letting out a deep, low growling moan before turning his head back to look down at her, grunting her name as she guided his member past her lips, creating suction on the tip with her mouth.

She began bobbing her head along his length, her cheeks hollowing as she pushed his erection further into her mouth, saliva beginning to drip down it as she took more of his length past her lips. She pulled her mouth back off his cock with a loud popping noise, smirking up at him as he grunted upon the loss of contact.

“Fucking Christ, babygirl, you’re killin’ me here,” Luke rasped, shaking his head as he looked down at her.

Luke grabbed a handful of her hair, gripping it as he guided her mouth back onto him, pushing her further down his erection and guiding her back off it at a rhythmic pace, building in speed as she went. Luke was struggling to keep himself composed as she continued working his orgasm out of him with her mouth. Her eyes began to water as his tip brushed the back of her throat and the moment his sensitive cap made contact, he felt his knees buckle, swallowing hard as he tried to hold off his orgasm as long as he could. Her gaze never left his face as he tossed his head back, her name falling from his lips like a prayer as thick, warm ropes of cum shot down her throat. His eyes shut for a brief moment, completely lost in his own pleasure. He looked down at her, watching as she slowly backed herself off of him, dragging her tongue lazily against his underside as she did so.

“Darlin’, I think it’s only fair I return the favour for ya now,” He gave her a mischievous smirk as he offered his hand out to her, helping her stand to her feet.

Luke gripped her hips and hoisted her up onto the metal top of the dryer, grinning at her as he took his turn kneeling on the floor. He pulled her forwards by her hips. He tapped the inside of her thigh with his hand, indicating to her that she needed to spread her legs to allow him to fit between them. His blue eyes watched her as he dragged two thick fingers along her wet folds, his voice in a low hum as he spoke, amused at how aroused she was. Luke used his fingers to part her lips gently, letting out a deep exhale as he stared at her, taking in the sight before him.

“Look at you, darlin’, pussy all wet for me, just waitin’ for me to take care a’ya, hmm?” he cooed as he watched her part her lips, allowing a soft moan to escape from her mouth.

“Luke, please, baby,” she mewled, whimpering as he circled the pad of his fingertip against her swollen clit.

The sound of her whimpering, soft moans were music to Luke’s ears, and he wasted no time in pressing his lips to her sensitive bud, lapping his tongue against it, tasting her sweet arousal as his fingers dug into the soft flesh of her thigh. He dipped two of his fingers into her now dripping core, lazily fucking them into her as he sucked on her nub, waiting for her to beg him to give her more.

“Luke, fucking hell, stop fucking teasing me, please?” She whined, her voice raising in pitch as she let out another whimper.

Luke pumped his fingers into her faster, pressing into her soft spot as he continued to lick and suck at her clit, his bright blue eyes never leaving once leaving her face as he watched, feeling himself become more aroused by seeing her face contort and hearing her vocalize her pleasure. He felt her leg tremble under his free hand, and he continued to fuck her with his fingers, pulling his mouth off of her clit just enough for her to hear him speak.

“Soak my fingers for me, sugar,” He husked, watching as he continued to thrust them into her wet folds, an animalistic grunt escaping his lips as he felt her clenching around him.

She tossed her head back as her arousal coated him, a loud, passionate scream of his name echoing through the air as she climaxed. Luke pulled his fingers out, licking them clean before ducking back between her thighs, delving his tongue inbetween her folds to clean up the mess he’d made of her. Once finished, he pulled back his head, sitting back on his feet for a moment as he grinned up at her, his bearded chin glistening with her arousal as he looked at her.

“Now, sweetness, you’re gonna have to take my shirt off of ya now, or else we’re never gonna make it to dinner. They might notice us being missing.” He smirked, shaking his head as he stood up.

Luke reached his hands out to grab her by the hips, nodding as he helped her down off of the dryer. He cocked an eyebrow up at her, watching as she slowly undid the buttons of the shirt before shrugging the blue material back off her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor as she exposed her bare skin to him. Unable to control his impulsive urges, Luke grabbed her by the waist, gripping her body tightly as he pulled her in against his frame.

“Well…maybe we can be a few minutes late?”

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littlefreya · 1 year ago

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Can you write a smut thingy where the reader has uneven and asymmetrical labias, yet henry loves her pussy, and loves eating her out, almost like a starved man.

Hey dearest, I don't take requests at the moment, but if you want to read stories by me that includes oral sex performed on a female I can suggest these since I wrote quite a lot of them :)

Dirty Henry - Henry x Reader ( 18+, smutty smut, oral sex - female receiving, lewd, descriptive profanities that will make your ears burn,praising, outdoor sex, gentle rough sex, creampie. ) A picnic in the rural forest turns into a steamy game of profanities as Henry decides to demonstrate how he would persuade you to be his.

69 works just fine - Henry x Reader ( oral sex, both ways oral sex, 69, need I say more? Graphic description of sex and bodily fluids, soft daddy kink, light brat/daddy dynamic. ) 🎃 NEW 🎃 You challenge Henry about the infamous 69 Position and he is keen on showing you how very wrong you are.

What I deserve - Henry x Reader (smut. Sex talk, phone sex, mastrubation (both male and female), fingering, mentions of oral sex - female receiving, mentions of sexual intercourse, creampie, MaleDom vibes, slight daddy kink, a hint of angst, sex with the ex)🎃 NEW 🎃 Henry and you might not be together anymore, but it doesn’t mean you don’t miss him…

Lace - Sub!Henry x Reader ( Cunnilingus (Oral performed on a lady), man wearing stockings, SubMale / FemDom, powerplay.) Henry suggests a little game of switching and you decide to stretch the limits…

Blue - Henry Cavill x Reader (boat sex, slight oral sex (female receiving), vaginal sex, soft sex turns rough, doggy style, a bit of Male!Dom vibes, slight ass smacking and pussy spanking, creampie) You tease Henry for becoming old and… soft

Beard Burns - Henry x Reader (Smut, face riding, oral, slight spanking) Henry makes you ride his beard.

Let’s make one of our own - Henry x OFC (Sex, breeding, Oral sex, dirty talk, fluff! ) Henry and his wife waited a while for the right time to have a baby and now when he finally finished filming Witcher2 it’s time to breed,

Insta Stories - Henry x Reader (Smut, Oral) Henry giving you a mind blowing oral before doing a story on Instagram

Lilies - Henry Cavill x Reader (Fluff to slight-smut, graphic post-coitus descriptions, loss of virginity, slight coaxing and slight cunnilingus.) Your first time with Henry is rather painful and he tries to comfort you

Captain Syverson

Feral Collision Part Two - Coach!Syverson x Reader (smut, age-gap - reader is over 18, inappropriate relationship, maleDom, manhandling, jealousy, possessive behaviour, public outdoor sex, oral sex (female receiving), some denial, unprotected sex, hyperspermia (I went there), creampie, loads of dirty talk, mentions of alcohol.) You vowed this could never happen, but the Coach won’t leave your mind. There’s only one way to get rid of an itch…

Captain Cunnilingus - Syverson x Reader (oral sex, oral sex on Sy’s big shoulders while standing up, big dick energy.) Captain Syverson eats his woman’s pussy

Home Sweet Home - Syverson x reader (fluff to smut. Oral sex - female receiving, outdoor vaginal sex, unprotected sex, risky creampie, mention of bodily fluids)🎃 NEW 🎃 Syverson returns from a long deployment to reunite with his woman.

Set me Free - Syverson x Reader ( Explicit Smut, Male Sub / FemDom, bondage, sex toys, oral performed on a male and a female, face-sitting, power play, teasing, unprotected sex, bodily fluids.) Part Two to Let Me In - After a night of being an asshole, getting drunk and then falling asleep when you were just finally getting into the mood. The Captain wakes up finding himself in somewhat of a pickle.

Let Me In - Syverson x Reader (Explicit Smut, semi public oral performed on a woman) You have your very first fight and he is not inclined on apologizing properly. So he is trying a different trick of winning your heart back.

Salt & Iron - Syverson x OFC (Smut, intercourse, 69, mutual oral) PWP - mindless fucking in the Captain quarter. Senses challenge - Taste.

August

Whiskers and Wet Silk - August Walker x Reader (smut to fluff, oral - female receiving, soft possessive August, bodily fluids, August being a bit insecure and jelly.) August comes home to find his princess watching Shadow and Bone and simping for the General and gets a bit insecure and jealous…

A Perfect Day - August Walker x Reader (smut to heavy fluff. Mentions of oral sex performed on a woman, male masturbation, and bodily fluids.) A perfect day in rural italy with the most dangerous CIA agent on earth

Walter

Bark at the Moon - Werewolf!Walter Marshall x Reader (Smut, lycanthropy, supernatural themes, no strings attached, vaginal fingering, oral performed on female, primal play, cockwarming, slight denial, angst, fluff and romance.) Walter always comes to you when he needs a hard release. Tonight he seems to need it more than ever.

The Kitten and the Bear - Walter x OFC (smut, maleDom vs. Brat) - Collab with @wolvesandhoundshowltogether After a night of drinking in town get Walter’s bratty wife ends up with pure chaos and the overprotective grumpy husband is having none of her shenanigans. | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 |

Mike

Ghost Stories - Mike x OFC (Greyish, rather dub-con, supernatural themes, stalking, voyeurism, hinted possessive behavior, female masturbation, oral sex (female receiving), slight somnophilia, sex, sex with a horny ghost ) They said the house was haunted, that long time ago a young man was murdered between these crumbling walls, but she never believed in urban legends and spooky tales….

Gus

Before the Storm - Major Gustav (Gus) Phillips x Reader ( romance, fluff and smut, oral sex (woman receiving), a bit of fingering, teasing, a sweater, a pinch of angst. ) 🎃 NEW 🎃 Gus finds way to keep you warm as you both sail on his boat during April.

#ask freya #henry cavill rpf #henry cavill x reader #august walker x reader #captain syverson x reader #august walker #captain syverson #walter marshall #walter marshall x reader

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livesinfantasyland · 11 months ago

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Moodboards & Gifs Masterlist

Henry Cavill

Date night

Argylle premier

Date in Italy

The one where you meet Henry Cavill and Chris Evans

Henry in his sluty era

Tea date

Happy Birthday Henry!

Romantic Getaway

Haldi Ceremony

Mehndi Ceremony

Sangeet Night

The wedding

A Christmas Dinner

Geralt of Rivia

Geralt encounters a mysterious creature

Aretuza ball

Cozy day

Bathing with the Witcher

King Geralt x Queen Reader

The Witcher meets Gladiator

Sherlock Holmes

Colonial era lovers (1)

Colonial era lovers (2)

Peacock encounter

Veena and violin

Beauty and the beast

Love blooms in Heeramandi

Victorian Era Ball

Napoleon Solo

Two skillful thieves

August Walker

The one where he falls for someone he can't have

Part-2 of "The one where he falls for someone he can't have"

Moulin Rouge but with August Walker

Blood Empire - inspired by The Witchersmistress

Captain Syverson

Dating Sy

Charles Brandon

King Charles x Queen Reader

King Charles x Twaif (Courtesan) Reader

Walter Marshall

Journalist reader

Drunk reader

Robert Pattinson

Batman x Reader

Clark Kent/ August Walker/ Charles Brandon

The one where the wife is a serial killer

Gus March Phillips

Gus March Phillips x Spy Reader

Dividers by @saradika

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Gifs

Henry Cavill - Muscle Tech

Napoleon Solo - Pretty Boy

Geralt of Rivia - Naked and sweaty.

Henry Cavill - Immortals interview

Henry Cavill - Argylle Press Junket

Geralt of Rivia - With his clothes on this time

The Witcher Press -1

The Witcher Press -2

The Cavillrine

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thezombieprostitute · 3 months ago

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Tech Tuesdays: Syverson

Summary: With Syverson finally out of the army, the two of you are looking at creating a stable life for yourselves.

Warnings: Mentions of anxiety, Mild/Implied smut. Please let me know if I missed any!

A/N: Established relationship. Reader is plus sized female. No other descriptors used.

A/N2: Many thanks to @wunder-blunder for the idea!

Part 1

Tech Tuesdays Masterlist

Syverson loves the two days a week he gets to work from home. You joke that they're your least productive days but neither of you really cares. The two of you are just so happy to spend the day together. They're definitely Lily's favorite days, too. Your desks are right next to each other so she gets to lay between the two of you and get pets and scritches whenever one of you needs to think.

You also enjoy having Sy with you on your walks with Lily. People always make you nervous and too many strangers feel entitled to pet Lily without asking. Sy gives them pause or becomes a physical barrier between you and them which helps you out. Neither Lily nor Sy may have therapy certifications but they both do wonders for your well being.

You also enjoy when Sy can take Lily without you because you have to focus but she needs to be walked. Sy doesn't even have to ask, he can always tell when you're in the zone. Seeing you in your element always makes him smile. He loves when you get on a roll and shut down parts of your brain that overthink. You always look so confident, so determined and he loves it.

He silently indicates to Lily it's time to walk and quietly heads out so as not to disturb you.

Translating old English to modern isn't easy. There's often a lot of starting and stopping. But sometimes you get on a roll. You get the flow the of the story or you know the names from the region and it really helps. You lose track of time and end up finishing the first rough translation of the entire page!

When you get to that natural stopping point your brain finally registers the signals from your body that you need to stretch. You start by stretching your arms to the side, slightly pushing your chest forward. Then you raise your arms, making your back arch and you moan from the pleasure before dropping your arms. You look at your water bottle and decide to go to the kitchen for a refill.

Turning in your chair you see Syverson staring at you with a look you recognize very well. You bat your eyelashes in a way that you know gets him going. Using your cutesiest tone you ask, "everything okay, sweetheart?"

"Clock out," Sy growls.

"Yes, Captain," you grin before doing as he tells you. You know he loves when you call him Captain in bed.

As you're clocking out he stands very close behind you and starts fondling your breasts. "You gonna be a good girl for your Captain?"

"Yes, Captain, Sir. I'll be your good girl."

"Then lets get those clothes off you and you show me how good of a girl you can be."

Part 1

Tech Tuesdays Masterlist

Tagging: @alicedopey; @delicatebarness; @ellethespaceunicorn; @icefrozendeadlyqueen; @jaqui-has-a-conspiracy-theory;

@kingliam2019; @late-to-the-party-81; @lokislady82; @ozwriterchick; @ronearoundblindly

#tech tuesday #tech tuesday: syverson #syverson x wife!reader #syverson x plus size!reader #syverson x reader #captain syverson x female!reader

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f10werfae · 2 years ago

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Daddy’s Princess Fairy

pairing: Husband!Dad!Sy x Wife!Mom!Reader

summary: Sy comes home to his newborn babygirl and wife after his last ever deployment, and he’s desperate to meet his tiny twin, and get into his wife’s panties (Dilf Sy) likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated🫶

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“Daddy’s nearly home booboo, he’ll be out here any second now” Y/n cooed bouncing her baby girl in her arms, the two month old softly snuggled against her mama, the both of them waiting at the entrance of the military base along with the other families. Her eyes tracing each body that left the aircraft, her breath hitching when she saw her big hunk of a man step out, his head shaven but his beard grown rough and long. God he looked filthy but so sexy.

Biting her lip she saw him take off his dark sunglasses as he scanned the crowd carefully, his lips pulling into a smirk once he saw his baby momma waiting at the back, away from the crowd; holding his baby girl. Practically skipping all the steps he threw his bag to the ground, his built arms bringing his wife and newborn into his arms, this was his first time home since that night their daughter was conceived. That one special night by the fireplace.

“Fuck pumpkin, missed ya n’ your sweet self s’much” He grumbled inhaling her scent deeply as he grazed his nose up and down her cheek, his other hand cupping his daughter’s head, this would be the first time he would see her in person. “And this- this is Penelope, Penelope Syverson” Y/n giggled holding up Penelope up to Sy, and even he could see she already was his twin, the same grouchy look already.

“She’s stinkin’ adorable, i’d say jus’ like her momma but i’m seein’ frowns on her already” Sy chuckled seeing his babygirl whimper and wiggle, leading Y/n to place the tiny babe into his arms, and just the mere size difference between the father and daughter was enough to make a witch’s heart melt. “She missed you, anytime you wasn’t on the phone she’d cry and whimper until I played your voicemail” Y/n explained tucking Penelope’s bib a bit more, seeing how she was drooling onto her daddy’s arm.

“Awk babygirl you break ma heart, m’not leavin’ again, I can’t do it- that’s me done” Sy chuckled bending down and kissing her forehead, breathing out a sigh of relief, he was finally discharged and able to start the rest of his life. “Damn right you aren’t leavin’, we still need to give our bubby a brother” Giggling Y/n latched herself onto his arm, the happy family walking towards the pickup truck waiting for them; Y/n watched on as Sy carefully put his pride and joy into her carseat, pouting up at Y/n when he realised Penelope wouldn’t let go of his finger.

“Babe, jus pull your finger out come on” Y/n laughed as he shook his head, “no can do sugar, don’t want my babygirl thinkin’ am leavin’ her again, can’t be her first heartbreak”

“If ya let go i’ll give ya some of your treat when we get home, after I put Pen down for her nap” It hadn’t even been two seconds but Sy carefully pulled his finger out, kissed his baby bye bye, and jogged over to the driver’s side of the pickup truck. “Now ya gotta keep your promise, wait- are you even okay down ‘er” Sy questioned looking concerned down at her crotch, he knew how hard the healing process was for his wife, needing stitches and medication. It honestly broke his heart that she had to go through it alone, but she was strong and independent, just his typa woman.

“Yup! Doctor gave me the green light a while ago, jus wanted to surprise ya for when you got home, Captain Syverson” Y/n winked grabbing a handful of his thigh tightly, his eyes widening and smacking her hand off, “Jesus woman didn’t ya read the sticker on the car? There’s a baby on board” He joked intertwining their hands and kissing her knuckles, leaning forward and pressing a heated kiss to her lips, his beard scratching her face in the best way possible. His tongue venturing out to lick over hers, tasting his favourite watermelon lipbalm causing him to groan into their kiss.

“Forgot how much I missed these luscious lips of yours” He growled pulling away, kissing her lips once more before sitting back in his seat to look at her, his wife. “Yeah? What else did ya miss” She giggled leaning over and pulling him back towards her, both her hands holding onto his as she looked up at him, her fingers then playing mindlessly with the wedding ring on the chain around his neck.

“These other lips down ‘ere” Laughing his hands smoothed up her thighs, settling under her dress, right on top of her panties waistband; he could already feel that it was those cotton white ones that he had a thing for. She just knows him so well. “No you didn’t”

“I did” She winked pulling up her skirt enough to show the start of the soft cotton pants, pulling the skirt down fast enough once his fingers tried their way up again. “Nuh uh mister, only when the angel is bed do we get to play” She scolded turning the ignition on for him, watching as he scoffed and turned his attention to the road

“Alright princess fairy queen, ah need ya to get to sleep pronto” Sy whispered into his baby’s tiny ears, the tiny tot sleeping on his bare chest, her head nestled comfortably on the curls on his chest. Her tiny fist clutched peacefully as tiny gurgles and coos came out every time she hiccuped or moved. “Princess fairy queen? Really Sy?” He heard his wife ask from the nursery door, clad in her white silk robe, very clearly not wearing anything underneath.

“I need my little girl to know she’s the best of ‘em all, n’ that means callin’ her every nickname on God’s Earth so she knows how much ah love her” Looking down at his tiny tot, he felt the need to lean down and nuzzle his nose with hers, pulling away instantly when he heard a toot. A fart.

“Now was that from me or you?” Sy frowned holding her up to face him, her tiny eyes clearly shocked, her own farts had woken her up just from how loud it was; “Tell ya what bubby, you’re definitely your daddy’s daughter”

“Yeah there’s now way that loud thing came outta this tiny precious sugar cube” Sy questioned seeing the tired girl had gone to sleep in his arms again, thankfully for Sy’s sake she didn’t need changed, well not yet anyway.

It finally seemed like baby Penelope finally got the memo when she finally stayed asleep in her bassinet, after 20 minutes of him just whispering pointless happy memories of him and her momma, many soft baby back rubs and head scratches and of course with her binky in place. Princess Penelope was down for her nap. Now Sy could have his wife, any way he darn wanted.

“Momma, you spoil me too much” Walking into their shared bedroom Sy saw his wife, her robe untied as she laid on the bed waiting for him, a chocolate covered strawberry already in her mouth as she winked at him, her legs spread open showing off her glistening folds; she needed him as much as he needed her.

“Irish twins?” Y/n asked plucking the strawberry from her mouth, licking its juices from her lips as she quirked up a brow; Sy doing nothing but growl and rush to get rid of his white t-shirt and cargo pants. “I’d give ya irish triplets if it were possible” He snarked climbing on top of her, his body hovering over hers as he bit into the strawberry that was back in between her lips, his teeth squeezing the juice down the valley of her tits. His delicious welcome home treat, just for him to enjoy.

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PSA:Hope you all enjoy this bit of Daddy Sy 😗

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See you all again very soon xoxo

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holylulusworld · 11 days ago

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Indifferent (7)

Summary: Your father wanted a bond between you and the Barnes Empire. No matter what.

Pairing: Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Wife!Reader

Characters: Captain Syverson

Warnings: arranged marriage, angst, arguments, mafia au, strong reader, jealousy, language, mentions of domestic violence/slight violence against Bucky

Catch up here: Indifferent (6)

Indifferent Masterlist

Bucky is seething.

His office lies in ruins.

Every single piece of furniture was destroyed, and even the wallpaper hung loose from the walls. He ripped the divorce papers into shreds before drinking himself to sleep.

He fucked up. Big time.

“Buck, you go to get up and fix this shit,” Steve sighs. He runs his hand down his face. Bucky’s second-in-command is tired of his friend’s shit. “If only you didn’t conspire with her father. Of course, this was the last thing she wanted to hear. The two men in her life betraying her in the worst way possible.”

“What do you know about women?” Bucky slurs. “You never had yours under control. She’s waltzing around town, telling everyone you got weak.”

“Buck, I love you like a brother, but if you say another word about my wife, you’ll miss a few teeth,” Steve towers over his friend, holding out his hand. “Choose. Do you want me to help you find Y/N or sit on the floor and drink your mind away?”

“I know where she went,” Bucky scoffs. “I bet she’s sitting at my mom’s table, sipping tea while ratting me out. That fucking brat!”

“Hmm…” Steve nods thoughtfully while glancing at Bucky, who sits on the floor in nothing but his boxer briefs. “I wonder why you’re making me blush with the problem in your pants and still refuse to admit that you’re head-over-heels for your wife.”

“I’m not!” Bucky throws the half-empty bottle of Scotch at his friend. Steve easily dodges the attack and snickers. “How dare you say shit like that! She’s the last pussy I want to pound. I only want to get my hands on her to spank her ass raw!”

Steve throws his head back laughing. “Buck, stop being an idiot. You two are butting heads because you are so into each other it’s painful to watch. Just fuck it out of your system.”

“I bet she’s got teeth down there too,” Bucky lies on the floor and curls into a ball. He’s just done. “If I try to push my little Bucky in there, she’ll bite it off and feed it to her lover, Thor. A tall and bulky blonde with waving hair. That asshole looks like one of the guys in my mom’s romance novels.”

“Buck,” Steve crouches down to pat Bucky’s back, “talk to me, punk. Did you fall in love with the masseur?”

“What?” Bucky growls and sits up a little too fast. He cradles his head, groaning. “I’ll cut your head off if you say that again. I should’ve ripped that masseur apart.”

“I’m telling you one last time to stop being a stupid bastard and get your wife back. Your mother was right. Y/N, and you are a great match. You’re just too blind and stubborn to admit it.”

“Stop talking shit,” Bucky growls at his friend. “I don’t even like her! She’s a brat, and annoying and loud and a fucking thorn in my side.”

“That’s a fucking lot of ‘ands,” Steve laughs again. He shakes his head before holding out his hand. “Let’s get you sober and clean. After you come back to your senses, we can think about a way to get your wife back.”

“What are your plans?” Sy watches you pace back and forth in the motel room you’re hiding at. After you called your father to ask him if Bucky told you the truth, you’re restless. “Sugar, stop walking holes into the floor.”

He grabs your upper arms to stop you from freaking out. “He told me it’s true. My father, the man I trusted with my life, sided with Barnes. Can you believe he did this to me?”

Sy looks away, ashamed.

“Sy, what are you hiding from me?” You question and grab his face to force him to look you in the eyes. “I deserve the truth, don’t you think?”

“Before your wedding, I heard Barnes and your father talk. Your father was always a greedy and power-hungry man. His greed for power only got worse the older he got.”

“I know my father is a greedy man,” you sniff, forcing a weak smile on your face. “What do I not know?”

“George Barnes got weak. Everyone knows it. Your father wanted to form a bond between your families to easily take the Barnes’ empire over.” Sy reveals a truth you didn’t want to know about.

“This makes me a pawn in their game,” you muse. “Wow. I believed I was a sacrificial lamb to strengthen our empires, not to fulfill my daddy’s wet dream to take over another empire.”

“Sugar, I’m sorry for hiding things from you. Their deal was one of the reasons I quit my job and work as a freelancer now. I never wanted to lie to you while looking you in the eyes.” Sy covers your hands with his, squeezing them. “Still, I’m sorry. I should’ve told you so before you married Barnes.”

“You’re here now.” The betrayal is still fresh in your memory; you sniffle. “Nothing else is important. You fulfilled your duty. I know how important loyalty is to you.”

“Loyalty is everything in my line of work,” he replies before clearing his throat. Your hands are still on his face, and he’s feeling something else than responsibility at that moment. “We should lie low for now. Maybe reconsider your plan.”

“Reconsider my plan?” You question.

“You said it yourself; Bucky will be out for blood. Maybe it’s not the worst idea to ask Winnifred Barnes for help. I heard she’s very fond of you.”

“I don’t want to drag her into this shit show,” you hastily reply and shake your head. “Winnifred was nothing but good to me. She doesn’t deserve to end up hurt or worse because of my father’s plans. We should keep her out of this.”

“It’s your decision,” Sy sighs when you drop your hands from his face to pace the room again. “I’m with you the whole way. Just tell me what to do.”

“We’ll need a better plan than filing for divorce, I guess,” you sigh and sit down on the bed. Of course, there was only one free room with only one bed. “I think for now all we can do is get some sleep. I could fall asleep standing.”

“You can sleep,” Sy says as he checks on the locks again. You fall onto the mattress and roll to your side to watch him shove a commode in front of the door. “I’ll make sure no one dares to enter the room.”

Sy clicks his tongue, signaling his dog to guard the bed. Aika jumps onto the bed to lie next to you. “What?”

“Aika will protect you at all costs, Y/N,” he says. His features soften when you look his way. “I don’t expect them to find us here. I paid cash, and no one knows us here. Rest now. You’ll need all the sleep you can get.”

On the other end of town, Bucky is aimlessly driving around. He slams his hands onto the steering wheel, cursing himself for even looking for you.

“I’ll find and tame you, brat…”

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x female reader #Indifferent (7)#captain syverson #mafia au

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littlefreya · 3 months ago

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Ah, thanks, sweet girls!!! I actually did several of them thigh-riding stories. Maybe it's one of these.

° Bad Reputation - Henry Cavill x OFC Henry and his wife are in an after-party event and even when surrounded by people, they can’t seem to keep away from one another.

° Scary Movies - Henry Cavill x Reader You absolutely hate watching horror movies with Henry, but fear has a way of making you... aroused and you can’t help

° Bad Girl - Henry Cavill x OFC Henry is at the gym testing the new Glute Drive while his longing wife drops by to visit and decides to play a little wicked game of teasing

° Pink Umbrella - August Walker x Reader August is on a mission in beautiful Paris and had you join the ride, but while he wants you to stay safe at the hotel, you have other ideas.

° The Devil’s Tongue - Sherlock x OFC A mask of virtue hides a man riddled with lust and while his stoicism proceeds him, even he can’t withstand a begging girl.

° Greasy Like a Sexy Pig - Henry x Reader You are tasked to give Henry a massage in order to help him with his injury, but Henry is far too naughty to stay put.

° Set me Free - Syverson x Reader Part Two to Let Me In - After a night of being an asshole, getting drunk and then falling asleep when you were just finally getting into the mood. The Captain wakes up finding himself in somewhat of a pickle.

Enjoy :)

#comment reply #thigh riding

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georgiapeach30513 · 2 years ago

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Kinktober 2022, Day 23: Water Play

Filthy Little Peach

Summary: Sy has a new toy for you

Pairings: Captain Syverson X Reader

Rating: explicit

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, toy play, D/s dynamics, choking, slapping, degradation, cock worship, temperature play, sex denial, overstimulation, mentions of somnophilia, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 650

Kinktober 2022 Masterlist

“Peach, I’m home,” Sy’s large body walks into the house, and you struggle to right yourself. Pulling down his shirt, and you stuff that toy in the drawer. Jogging out to meet him at the bedroom door. “Why are you breathing so hard?”

“I’m not,” you try to steady your breathing, and he looks over to the bed. It was made, but there was now a bit of disarray. “You’re home early,” yeah, you know that was a pitiful attempt at hiding how breathless you were.

His hand cups your mound quickly, and he tilts his head, “Oh, Peach. Why are you so fucking wet?”

“I knew you were coming home. My pussy always gets ready for you.”

“You were playing with yourself, weren’t you?

”“No, Captain, I wasn’t.”

He backs your body up to the dresser on his side of the bed, and opens up the toy drawer. Pulling out your favorite toy, and he holds it up for you. “Why is this so wet, and it smells, just like you?”

“I was horny, Sy! I need to be fucked! Please, just fuck me!”

His hand wraps around your neck, and he pushes you into the bathroom. The power he has physically, but also has over you making a fresh flood go right to your sex, it was intoxicating. “Why…where are you taking me?”

“Get undressed,” all you lack is pulling off his shirt, and when you do, he gives your tits, and pussy a few slaps. “Since my wife likes playing with toys, I got a new one for you.”

“Sy, I want your cock!”

“And I told you that if you were going to play with yourself, I wanted a fucking video call or photo every time you need to get off, and I didn’t get that. Now, get in the fucking tub,” his voice was low and gravelly, and even that makes your pussy quiver. “Go on. I’ll let something new stimulate that pretty clit.”

You sit into the tub, while Sy reaches into one of the cabinets, bringing out his new toy for you. He enjoyed making you weak before he fucked you. It was a pleasuring torture, but today, you just wanted that thick cock. “Uh-uh, spread your legs. I want to see that dirty filthy little cunt.”

He ties the new toy to the water spout, and turns on the water. Pulling your body down, until the water flows over your cunt. Your eyes roll in the back of your head, because it truly felt amazing. The water is soft and yet still beating hum on your bundle of nerves. He turns the temperature of the water cooler, and you whine at the change. Leaning back on your elbows, your hips thrust you into the tiny waterfall. Turning the temperature back up, your head tilts to the side. And Sy stares lovingly at your cunt. Your voice mewls out his name, because it’s him you really want. “Cum,” he growls, putting the water on full speed.

“Ahh! Ahh! S-s-s-Sy!” Had you not been in the water, you’re sure you would have made a mess. Your hand goes to grasp his arm, but he pushes it back in the water. “Sy! I came, I want you now.”

“Fucking is a reward, and you haven’t been good. Now I’m going to make you cum in this bathtub until you pass out. And then, you’ll get my thick cock. But you’ll be so blissed out, you won’t even feel me. And I’m going to fuck you so good. Choke you, just how you like.”

“Sy, please, don’t.”

“Oh yes. And maybe next time, you’ll listen to one simple rule. Is it that hard? Or have I fucked you that stupid?”

“You have.”

“Don’t butter me up, Peach. You’ve been a bad girl. I’ll fuck you into the mattress, and all that will remain is how fucking sore you’re going to be.”

“You’re mean.”

“And you’re so bad. My filthy little Peach. Now, lean back and let me enjoy watching this magnificent cunt. You’re ruining my view.”

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littlefreya · 2 years ago

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Hi Freya, do you have any sneaky public sex fics?🙈

Let's say you came to the right place because I have a BUNCH of these. Enjoy :)

List of my stories depicting public sex

Risky - Henry x Reader - Henry makes you cookwarm him during a public event.

It can’t wait - Henry Cavill x Reader (Smut, semi-public rough sex, MaleDom) Dirty rough elevator sex with Henry

Plot Twist - Henry Cavill x Reader - You are a co star acting alongside when you get into a tricky situation

Plot twist part 2 - Henry Cavill x Reader - Henry and you hated one another since the day you started working together. However, things took an awkward turn after an embarrassing incident on set.

Dirty Henry - Henry x Reader - A picnic in the rural forest turns into a steamy game of profanities as Henry decides to demonstrate how he would persuade you to be his.

Good Girl - Henry x OFC Henry is at the gym testing the new Glute Drive while his longing wife drops by to visit and decides to play a little wicked game of teasing.

Ordinary Day - Henry x Reader - Things get frisky during wine and pasta.

Cowboys from Hell - August Walker x Female Reader - You enjoy a rock concert, fixating on the drummer when someone in the crowd decides to use you first…

(more under the cut)

Pretty when you Cry - Henry x OFC ( MaleDom, oral, breeding) Henry can be overprotective and asked his lady several times not to do her own dangerous stunts while filming. But she chooses to defy him and that’s gonna cost her.

Putting up a Show - Henry x OFC (Smut, public fucking) Awards shows are always a bore and Henry is always touchy-feely with his girl.

Elevator Ride - August Walker x Reader (grinding, public fingerfucking, exhibitionism, depictions of sex, orgasm denial.) Riding the elevator with Agent August Walker, you believe he would never dare try anything with all these people around, but oh, darling, you could never be so wrong.

Bad Reputation - Henry x OFC (Slight SubMale / DomFem then a lot of DomMale / SubFem, dry humping, thigh riding, cock teasing, dangerous driving, fingering, dirty talk, daddy kink, slight size kink, unprotected sex and bodily fluids! ) Henry and his girl can’t get enough from one another. They keep finding themselves in rather sticky and lusty situations while other actors are present around them

Late Hours - August Walker x Reader ( Passion, romance, sexual innuendo, mention of fingering, a “thrill of the chase”, teasing, indecent work relationship, grinding, exhibitionism, possessive behaviour, jealousy. ) After a small lustful rendezvous in the elevator where August had his fingers where they shouldn’t be he is now ignoring you and you are not having any of it.

Hood Ornaments - August x Reader ( unprotected public sex, rough, maleDom/femSub, hair pulling, anal play, creampie, depiction of bodily fluids, profanities, praising and degradation, glove fetishism, exhibition) August fucks you at the parking lot while wearing leather glove

Feral Collision - Coach!Syverson x Reader (Smut, inappropriate relationship, fingering, choking, unprotected sex, creampie.) After quitting the military, Captain Syverson began working at your university as the coach of the football team. You hardly ever crossed path with him, until an err in time set your on a collision course.

Cockwarming Sherlock at the Park - Sherlock x Reader (Smut, cockwarming) Sherlock was leaning against the thick tree bark, calmly reading a book. The air smelled fresh with grass, damp moss and that animalistic musk that was him, the civilised beast.

Carriage Ride - Sherlock x Reader (Smut, oral sex - man receiving, mentions of spanking. ) Giving Sherlock a blow job during a carriage ride.

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reveluving · 3 years ago

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the lady in the middle

rick flag x milf!reader x captain syverson (+ fic recs)

warnings: smut (minors DNI!); threesome(?), petnames, fingering, mutual masturbation, oral sex (f receiving + slight m receiving), sex toy (butt plug), squirting, praise & domestic kink (+ fluff)

a/n: a reupload 'cause tumblr on that bs. stay safe babes!

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rick’s finally escapes belle reve’s clutches whereas sy and his crew had to transfer somewhere a little further. coincidentally, they moved to the same neighbourhood, in the same row, minus sy's comrades that's living a few houses further. only their respective homes are separated by another one.

of course, the neighbours heard of the new wave of veterans simultaneously moving in. who wouldn’t notice, especially the main two; tall, broad and handsome, as the shameless women would describe rick and sy. others, too, but truth be told, they’re awfully explicit. think of the children, linda!

they’ve met the women in the neighbourhood — not because they wanted too, it’s hard not too, though. they’d so happen to pass by, whether it’s in front of their homes, in the park for a jog or even the grocery store. sy’s no-nonsense personality has caused quite the stir and yet, that only seemed to reel them in. rick is a little more respectful but nonetheless firm when they’d invade his personal bubble.

that is, until they meet the ‘lady in the middle’, a.k.a. the neighbour living in between them.

well, not exactly meet per se. not yet. rick was chatting with the elderly couple, mr and mrs williams, living next his home. at first, he listened to their, or specifically, mrs william's endless stories out of respect, but then she starts to talk about you, she sounded like she was talking about her own child.

"oh, (y/n)'s an angel, dear! helps me with my groceries all the time. her kids are absolute sweethearts too!" ah, a mother, "never understood how no one's put a ring on her finger yet,"

oh?

"don't even seem like there's a man in her life since coming here," mr willaims remarked — quite the blunt man but he loves his wife like no other. a fact that rick finds quite endearing, honestly, "billy and tommy's always been her priority,"

ah, a single mother.

"you should meet her some time!" mrs williams grinned, "surely you'll too get along,"

"I'll be sure to say hello, ma'am," rick wasn't exactly lying. he replied the way he did not to only because he doesn't have the heart to say no to the welcoming elderly but in all honesty, he's not sure what to expect. at most, he thinks you're another suburban mom, just not the same as the one that's been shamelessly flirting with him. sometimes in front of their own husbands.

he definitely didn't expect that the single mother mrs williams’ been talking highly about is truly the definition of her words; an absolute sweetheart. plus, easy on the eyes too.

it happened when he visited the mini mart for some eggs. he took notice of the multiple bags of groceries as mrs williams’ paid at the counter. rick was ready to help her out when two boys, no more than seventeen years of age, came into view and helped with her stuff. at first, he thought they were her nephews until she spoke up in utter joy.

"your boys are truly are an angelic duo," she turned to the young lady next to her and from then on did he finally realized that this was more than a random customer.

no, this was the infamous ms (l/n) and holy shit.

you're a babe. supple (s/c) skin, gorgeous (h/c) hair and a radiant smile that practically lit up the room. judging from your clothes, seems like you just came back from the gym.

who knows how long he stood there, contemplating whether to greet the group or hide behind the nearest shelf.

but oh good ol' mrs williams — always one step ahead it seems.

"there he is!" she called him over and he knows it's too late to cover his face in his puffer jacket. so, with the egg carton in one hand, he waved with the other before approaching the one person he honestly doesn't mind meeting, "rick, this is (y/n), the one I've been telling you about! and these are her boys, billy and tommy,"

the boys looked nothing like you and it's obvious why. if mrs williams didn't tell him beforehand, he would've thought you were their adult sister.

"ms (l/n)," he greeted with a polite smile, only to wince when mrs williams tapped his leg with her cane.

"now, now, you two are still young! no formalities," both of you blinked at the her request. you sheepishly smiled, hoping he'd be okay with you addressing him by his first name.

"are you okay with me calling you rick?"

oh, fuck yeah.

"you're more than welcome to if you're okay with me calling you (y/n)," he joked lightly, prompting a chuckle out of you as mrs williams watched you in glee. rick introduced himself to the boys and vice versa and unsurprisingly, they have better manners than his 'former teammates' as a whole.

along the way, he learned that you're working as a part-time instructor in the local gymnasium, specifically flying yoga. while the aerial workout is nothing new to him since as it used to be harley's go-to, he's always felt indifferent about it. cool, yes, but nothing more.

now that he knows you're doing it, his imagination's going just a little wild.

at the end of the whole meeting, everyone went their own way, despite living closely to each other, continuing with their usual routine.

well, minus rick who hasn't been able to get the image of you naked and tangled up in those silks but you get the idea.

how you met sy, on the other hand, was a little different and mrs williams didn't have to do anything with it.

no, he was visiting the gymnasium with his crew. the upside of the local gym is that it's huge—so much so that it's complete with a pilates and flying yoga studio, but they didn't think much of it.

not until they passed by the studio, at least.

"this is the flying yoga studio. opens on wednesday's and thursday's. my sister's personal favourite because of the instructor," the employee opened the door ajar before peaking in, "speaking of, there she is right now,"

at first, they thought it was his sister, considering that he didn't specify who 'she' was, until he greeted the person in the room.

"hey (y/n)!" !

"hey keith!" !!!

suddenly, they're awfully curious to see how this '(y/n)' really looks like.

"finally considering the class with your sister?" they hear you teased.

"you wish. just showing some new members around. mind if i bring them in for a bit,"

"not at all!" they expected you to greet them behind the door when keith swung the door open. the last thing they anticipated was to see you mid-air, gracefully intertwined in the hammock. you turned your head to the new faces and waved enthusiastically.

"hi there! sorry i can't come down right now, my course's starting in a few hours, but it's really nice to meet you guys!" simultaneously, you untangled the fabric off of one leg, leaving the other straight up.

sy was doing a better job at hiding the throbbing mess happening in his lower region but he probably can't say the same for his crew. somehow, he feels a new kind of emotion. or at least, an emotion he hasn't felt until he moved into reve road. this insatiable hunger; something he hasn't felt for any women he's been with.

shit. and this is the same feeling he had when he first saw you with billy and tommy just days ago. you weren't doing anything, just greeting the two in excitement by the door when they came home from school.

it's the first time he's ever felt compelled to greet someone.

"syverson, right?" he snapped out of his stupor at the sound of his name and looked up at you. he curtly nodded, "it's nice to see you again. my sons aren't causing any trouble in your yard again, are they?"

he chuckled lowly, ignoring the hitched breaths coming from the rest because one; you have sons?!

and two; syverson's more or less smiling! while it's not their first time seeing the uptight man express a positive mood, let alone with a woman but in all honesty? they could recognize a forced emotion when they see one, and this is not one of them.

"not at all, ma'am. they're honestly more respectful than these boys right here," whatever possessed the brooding captain into loosening up right in front of his comrades was uncertain, "please, do what you must. we'll be on our way,"

in reality, he didn't want to leave, and he knows damn well his comrades don't wish to either.

but he'd be damn if he lets them stay any longer than he'd like.

"fuck, we got a milf in the area,"

"isn't she the girl that the other moms' been gossiping about? shit, i see why,"

"you think her flexibility applies to when she's in bed?"

sy narrows his eyes at the poor saps drooling over the one person he's finally shown interest in.

but fuck, he'd be lying if he said he hadn't thought about you in the most sinful positions, with or without the hammock. he felt pathetic having to work on his own release that same night rather than a one-night stand as per usual. but how could he, when he's busy thinking about how your pretty pussy would feel milking his cock?

hey, he's an asshole to some degree but he has a heart. somewhere.

so, you've got two sexy military men pining for you. the question is; who do you choose?

at first, i planned on making separate smuts.

but, if you're like me and say "damn, that's too much work, and they're both hot as fuck", then ma'am, do I have a treat for you!

why not both?

yes. both!

it's friday night — billy and tommy are at a friend's house for the weekend, excited to play that new call of duty game they've been telling you about so now you're on your own. so, what better way to spend the night than to visit your old favourite bar? you haven't been there for a while so now's a good time, right?

you recognized almost everyone in the room; some of the girls from your course, billy and tommy's seniors, hell, even the condescending group of moms without their husbands.

good. the last thing you wanted was a bunch of middle aged-men drunkenly breathing down your neck without boundaries.

the bartender, 'boss', as many called him, greeted you enthusiastically, dramatisizing your lack of presence but nonetheless glad you didn't forget him nor the bar for another that 'met your city-girl taste'. you ordered your usual and chatted up with Boss until a group began to make a ruckus in a corner. he excused himself with a huff, leaving you alone with your thoughts.

specifically, your two new neighbours.

it's a coincidence that they both had anything to do with the military, let alone moving in with you in the middle. while you weren't around in the first few days of their arrival, words tend to spread very quickly. the first time happened when mrs williams called to notify you about your new neighbours. then, keith was telling you how you had nearly ten new students in one day after rick, along with sy and his team days later, came to the gym for a membership.

by the sounds of it, they sounded like they were the real deal and the same day you came home, you were nervous.

as conceitedly quoted by keith's sister after a session of pilates one thursday; "that angry mom club would do anything to be in your shoes."

hell, if only, but you doubt one of them would them would be interested in you, let alone both.

oh, hunny, you really spoke too soon.

you turned in your seat and settled for people watching and didn't pay any mind for the women cackling at you for coming here alone. but that didn't last long.

"(y/n)!" you jumped a little at the sight of rick entering, even more so when he called your name as soon as he saw you. he loved your closed-eye smile — he felt like he mattered to someone, even for a little.

"hey rick!" you tried your best at hiding your nerves when he made a beeline for you. it didn't help that the shirt he was wearing was practically hugging his torso, showing off every nook and cranny of his muscles.

(ma'am, you're missing the look of disbelief in those nosy moms' faces!)

"didn't expect to see you here, darlin'," you learned that rick is no stranger to petnames (for you and you only), but this is his first time using 'darlin' and quite frankly? it felt natural using it.

"tommy and billy's friends are having a sleepover so they left their dearest mother alone to spend the weekend," you pouted cutely, unaware of the impact it has on rick. he quickly distracted himself by calling boss over once he was done diffusing the mayhem at one of the tables.

thinking back, you don't remember the last time spending the weekend on your own. usually, at least one of the boys were with you.

but, while you missed your boys already, this is also a great opportunity.

what, you didn't think you could go on with you day without touching yourself after meeting the military gentlemen, did you? it's a miracle that you didn't before but a single mother's schedule works wonders when it comes to distractions.

"alone, huh? don't have any plans with friends or...?" he drawled before taking a sip of his drink, hissing at the profound aftertaste.

"i would but after all that extra sessions in the gym? i'd rather stay home," just the thought of waking up past eight in the morning, no 'mother tone' unless one of your boys calls and most importantly...

your well-deserved 'me-time'.

unless you're lucky with rick or sy. or both.

haha jk.

unless...

no. ain't no way they're interested. not even for one night. ever.

rick, on the other hand, tried not to think too much of your jaw-dropping yoga moments. but it's too late, to be honest. he's glad he chose a shirt with a longer hem when he came here.

but it wasn't just that. he wished it was 'cause it would've been much easier. no, it was more than just you in these suggestive positions.

it's your duality. like sy, rick took you as the approachable and almost shy sweetheart next door and nothing more.

but as months passed by, they began to realize the true definition of 'in evil, there's kindness'. for years, their lives were filled with details that no man would wish to even acknowledge. not especially the residents of reve road. so it's not surprise that the things they went through turned them into the way they are; slightly reserved and almost brutish to many. they're used to people come and go, depending on the context.

when you came along, or well, they came along and met you. and almost immediately, they were able to describe you in ways that they didn't even know were in their vocabulary.

it's your caring nature which doesn't limit to tommy and billy. sy, rick, mr and mrs williams, hell, even one of the angry mom club members for whatever reason. you care but you weren't naive either. you've seen the real world and even survived it plenty of times. how did you think you were able to care for the boys in the first place?

of course rick couldn't ignore you. how could he when you're the only person who'd wish him to 'stay safe' every time you two saw each other every morning? when you left him that small box of homemade chocolate truffles after he told you it's his favourite? or when he knocked on your door one night.

he couldn't sleep when all he could see in his dreams were the darks parts of his missions and it went on for days. until you pulled his head onto your lap, stroking his messy hair as he silently let out a tear or two.

he woke up the next morning refreshed and comfortably wrapped in a soft blanket that smelled like you. he couldn't find you around nor the boys around, only to find a piece of note which read:

'gotta send the boys to school, there's some breakfast sandwiches in the kitchen for you :)'

he ate his food in silence and while he would've preferred yours or even billy and tommy's presence, he hasn't felt this at ease as he is now. the sense of calmness at how... domestic, if he's making sense.

from then on, he'd always ask about your well-being. just a simple 'everything okay?' or 'anyone bothering you?' since the it's the least he can do.

he won't admit it but he absolutely adores assisting you in picking billy and tommy up in school.

normality was one thing, but it gives him a reason to glare at anyone who looks at you the wrong way.

well, he does it too but he knows his boundaries.

and then, there's syverson. that brooding bastard.

rick's words, not mine.

they've met a couple of times, mostly when they're both out to check their mailbox or in the gym working (or trying to catch a glimpse of you).

and by met a couple of times, i mean 'nodding curtly at each other and be on their way'.

upon meeting you, there's an unspoken rivalry between the two. now no longer greeting with a silent nod but instead, staring down at each other. loathing, for lack of a better word.

sy growing closer to you was just as personal as rick's.

walking home together whenever you both are at the gym, meeting and helping the williams' as your parents when he stumbled upon you tending their flowers (and unknowingly making him the second candidate for you by mrs williams) but there's one night in particular that stood out to him the most.

he found you standing on your front porch, marvelling at the starry night. you seemed absolutely content and without a care in the world. he couldn't help himself by doing the same and tease you a little.

"first time seeing the stars?" you lost your composure at the husky voice coming the house on your right. through your attempts to calm you rapidly beating heart, you chuckled.

"no, just a little amazed to see so many," it's true — it's not often you'd see the sky littered with them so you're taking in as much as you can.

"the boys not at home?" he didn't think he'd actually seem interested in knowing the boys' well-being but here we are.

"nope, they're in the city with their cousins for the night," they're not even in their 20s and you're already worried of the day that they might not need you anymore. you know they'd still love you but they'd have their own lives, meaning you might not be their main priority.

noticing the change in your demeanour, sy did the courtesy of changing the subject.

"you had your dinner already?" you shot him a thankful smile before shaking your head.

"not yet. making lasagna, though. you?"

"i was just about to make something," he's not a michelin chef but he knows how to cook the necessary.

"why not join me?" you surprised both him and yourself by your offer but you could really use some company. sy's always been laidback with you and you hoped you didn't tarnish that by doing this.

"you sure? don't wanna cause you anymore trouble by making another plate,"

"please," you snorted, "i made enough to keep as leftovers for when the boys come home,"

thus, that's how he spent the night. your house was cozy and the dinner was beyond his expectation. nothing could beat a good home-cooked food, let alone when so much love is put into it.

he didn't leave right after dinner, not when he's already deep into whatever the conversation was that night. he felt at ease for once — obliged to, even. no facade nor fear of showing weaknesses, even for a few hours. he went back home just hours before tommy and billy's arrival. despite not wanting to when you seemed so relaxed in your bed. he stroked your hair for a few minutes and on his way, even if he was tempted to kiss your forehead.

none of you spoke up about that night, but you may or may not have noticed how laxed he became with you and even your boys. he never had any issues with them, he wanted to make sure he's not the reason why they're scared to be out in the front yard whenever with him.

you thought he was just finally loosening up to you the same way rick trusted you with his feelings. you didn't think it could go beyond that.

but the universe had other plans, thus brings you to the bar today.

'stay home,' rick contemplated whether to do the thing he's always wanted but what's stopping him is rejection. he can accept it but the aftermath of it? where there's a possibility you won't talk to him the same way anymore?

that terrifies him. and he needs a moment.

"i'll be right back, okay?" he stood up from his seat and navigated the cramped restroom somewhere. you wondered if you brought up anything bad for him to run off like that but stayed put nonetheless.

and just like before, your lack of company didn't last long.

"(y/n)?" your stomach flipped at distinguishable husky voice and found another sight to behold.

"sy, hey," you smiled and so did he, just not as wide as yours. he never liked anyone calling him as such so who knew he'd be more than okay with now?

albeit, it's only for your usage.

by now, the angry mom club had either left because they couldn't witness the sight of both the captain and colonel approaching you without hesitance or is still in the bar, trying to comfort the 'leader' of the squad who's busy muttering 'why doesn't anyone love me' through her drunken state.

even though we're talking about the same person who's a ceo, has a husband who's actually faithful for once (but purposely antagonized), a dream house and three kids who are as open-hearted as your boys. but okay i guess, linda.

okay, back to you!

"seems like you have a lot in your mind," the hint of concern in his eyes were enough to tell you that he was genuinely worried for you. he motioned to the seat next you as if to say 'mind if I take a seat?'.

"please, go ahead," you patiently waited for him to order his drink before continuing, "nah, i was just wondering what to do this weekend,"

"the boys aren't around?" thank god he stopped himself from sounding hopeful.

"out in the city having game night with their cousins," he hummed and easily downed his shot. he needed it after a slight chaos that happened in the base, "what about you? got any plans?"

"no, work's been tough with the boys," he turned to you, "it's like taking care of a bunch of kids,"

"excuse you," you tutted, "my boys are wonderful,"

"never said they weren't," he replied nonchalantly, hiding his amusement behind the glass. the laughs dimmed down to a comfortable silence, or, the silence between both of you. it's a bar, after all. but he grew curious of the half-empty glass next to yours.

"you came with a friend?" you shook your head.

"no, rick came in after I did," your turned your head to the restroom, "speaking of, where is he?"

unbeknownst to you, this was their plan all along. by now, they're aware of how you had to take life by the horns but deep down, you're yearning for someone to take that role for you. you needed someone to tell you that you're doing a good job.

praise you the way you deserve.

you wanted someone to guide you for once and yes; that includes behind closed doors.

and though rick and sy despised each other, if there's something they can agree on, it's to please you. be there for you the same way you did for them. so, that's what they did.

they agreed.

"(y/n)," sy's almost authoritative tone grabbed your attention. it's not the same tone he'd use on his comrades but enough to cause a stomach flip in you, "flag and i have been talking,"

oh? now that you think about it, you've never seen the two talk at all.

"about...?" you trailed off in such a meek voice, only to jump in your seat when you felt someone's breath tickled the back of your neck.

"about you," rick whispered as he took his seat, ignoring sy who looked at him in irritation for successfully drawing the submissiveness out of you before he did.

"a-ah," you stuttered, "w-what about me that's so interesting?"

"what's not interesting about you, sweetheart?" sy's hand took ahold of yours, the callousness contrasted with his gentle touch. he left a few kisses on the back of your hand, all while maintaining his eye contact with you. that, plus rick wrapping one arm around your waist with your back almost against him, you could pass out at any given moment, "compassionate, considerate, graceful,"

"and yet stern when she needs to be," rick added in, remembering how you shot someone down for vocally insulting your sons for no valid reason, "has anyone ever told you how much of a good girl you are?"

now that right there is a hazard. you didn't know how to answer to that. they noticed how you squeezed your thighs together and smirked. you're so glad boss wasn't around to see this but then again, he's probably in on this too.

"flag asked you a question, sweetheart," sy nearly growled at the sound of your little whimpers, both from his intense gaze and rick peppering kisses on your shoulder.

"n-no," you nearly shrieked as rick's lips found your sensitive spot in between your neck and shoulder blade, "no one's ever c-called me their good girl..."

their good girl.

"would you like us to?" your eyes widened at the usage of 'us' instead of 'me', meaning they were both onto this. they both wanted you. they both yearned for you, "you can spend the weekend with me," rick continued.

"or me," sy argued, prompting a click of a tongue from the colonel before focusing back on you.

"or him. but for now, we've both agreed on something," rick gently turned your head back to look into his eyes.

"that is...?"

"let us treat you the way you deserve,"

the journey back to your home was a blur, especially when you're sandwiched between men shaped as greek gods. between sy's french kissing and rick's hands roaming under your dress, it's amazing how your knees haven't buckled yet. that, or one of them is just helping you from doing so.

on one hand, you're extremely nervous — you trust them more than you have ever trusted anyone, but it's been so long since you've been intimate, let alone with more than one person at once.

"don't do that," rick mumbled behind your ear, nosing your hair, "don't doubt yourself,"

you didn't question how he knew, too fixated on his hand creeping down under the hem of your dress.

"fuck," rick ran his fingers up and down your clothed sex, imagining the intoxicating taste on his lips already, "baby girl, you're fucking wet already,"

sy's kisses intensified, groaning at the idea of your wet panties even before the real deal. it didn't take long until they brought you up to your room, now in your thigh high socks and soaking panties while they only had their shirts off.

when sy asked if you had lube, you didn't think much of it. that is, until you heard him chuckle lowly, only then did you remember.

your butt plug.

"naughty girl," he inspected the toy — stainless steel with a pink jewel at the end of it. the combination of innocence yet eroticism was enough rile both him and rick up, "who knew you'd have such a dirty little toy,"

"i-..." you wanted to defend yourself. it's a completely normal human nature, right? just because you haven't slept with anyone for so long doesn't mean you were a celibate either.

"who did you think about you played with your little pussy, darlin'?" rick gently pushed you on the bed and hovered over your side on one arm, trailing his other hand down to your clit. your cheeks burned at the question because you thought about both of them. you shook your head so cutely, gripping the sheets at either side of your head.

but that wasn't enough. sy sat at the opposite side and out of the blue, he slapped your ass. you arched your back as your body heat only grew at the sensation.

"oh, you like that, don't you?" he massaged the reddening cheek, causing your hips to buck into his hands and rick's teasing fingers, "when we ask you a question, we expect an answer, baby,"

he had his authoritative tone back on and you quickly answered.

"y-yes, I do l-love it, sy," you tilted your head back, "rick... fuck, please don't stop,"

"not yet," you whined when he pulled his fingers away, only to be silenced by his lips on yours, "we need to make sure you can follow orders, so first, go ahead and rest against the headboard and spread your legs,"

you tilted your head but nevertheless sluggishly moved back to the headboard. you felt so exposed but didn't dare to disobey them any further.

for now.

"look at you," sy commented in approval, "you're so sexy when you can follow our orders," you dug your heels into the mattress, looking down momentarily until he approached your side, "now, what we want you to do is simple,"

he passed you your butt plug before walking over to your velvet office chair. you looked at rick questioningly, whose eyes only grew more dangerous at the sight of the toy in your hand.

"well, go on," rick propped one leg on the bed while the other dropped to the side of it, opening the fly of his pants, "be our good girl and play yourself with it. we want that toy of yours in your tight hole before you can have either of us,"

you didn't think it was possible to feel anymore turned on than you are now, but this was a different level of sexy. they licked their lips at the sight of your pussy clenching around nothing and if they don't feel or even taste you anytime soon, so help them.

sy was already seated in your office chair while rick was close enough to reach your ankle if he wanted to. their cocks were out and ready to see you at your most debauched.

slowly but surely, you sat just a little, only to drool onto your clit, letting it trail down your hole, taking pride in the groans coming from both men. sy had the plug lubed up but what's the harm in taking precautionary measures, right?

you brought the toy down your clit, breath hitching at the coldness of it before teasing your lips. the started off slow, wrapping their hands around the base of their cocks and pumping it up and down slowly. you bit your lips at the beads of precum leaking onto their hands.

unable to tease them and yourself any longer, you ground your hips against the toy and clenched around the tip.

"fucking hell," sy's groans were silenced by the slicks sounds of their pumping. if you were this hot and bothered by just the little toy, they could only imagine the raging pleasure once it's their turn, "on your knees, sweetheart. let's see that ass on display,"

you did as he told, rubbing your pussylips with both hands and finally feeling yourself in the best way.

"slap your pussy for us, baby," you didn't hesitate at rick's order and tapped your slit a couple of times. you were almost drooling on the sheets already.

rick was salivating at the sight of your pretty wet pussy and fuck, if he didn't have anymore self control, he would've shoved his tongue into you right then and there. sy, on the other hand was clenching his jaw — he didn't want to cum just yet, he's not even in the best part yet.

"get that shiny pink plug nice and slick before you shove it in," sy commanded you with that gruffly voice of his and you'd be damned if you weren't going to follow it all. your blindly guided the toy up to your tight hole, grinding into it and imagining it as one of their cocks or even their thick fingers. finally, you deliciously moaned at the fullness, rutting against the silky sheets.

"oh, fuck, look at that," rick moved his hips rhythmically, the images of fucking you from behind was too much to bear, "finger yourself, darlin', show us how wet you really are,"

moving your free hand underneath, you eased in a finger and rocked yourself against your hand. it didn't take long till a second finger made its way in, whimpering into your pillow that sent shivers down their spines.

"fuck this, i can't take it anymore, come here," suddenly, rick dragged you closer to him by the ankles, earning a shriek when your fingers dug deeper into you, "don't stop at my account, okay?"

and just like that, he shoved his tongue into your pussy, keeping you grounded by gripping your thighs apart.

"ah! f-fuuuck, rick," you cried out, fisting the blanket as his tongue reached into your most vulnerable, "i-i can't-"

"you can and you will," sy stood in front of you in all his glory, bending down a little to caress your face, "you're our good girl, aren't you?"

"i am...! i am a good g-girl.."

"whose?"

"y-yours...!" rick smacked your ass from behind, "y-yours! and rick's!"

sy narrowed his eyes at the colonel but didn't call him out on it. no, he had other businesses to take care of.

"yes you are," his breaths grew heavy at your obedience and took the spot of leaning against the headboard, "is my good girl aching to suck my cock?"

"i do..." you pathetically begged, biting your lips at the majestic size of it — his was little girthier while rick's seemed a little longer. nonetheless, it's going to be quite the ride to fit them in. speak of the devil; rick replaced your two fingers with one of his, confirming your fantasies that their fingers were absolutely thick.

"suck those fingers, sweetheart," sy eyed your digits that's covered in your juices, his cock pulsating when you bravely maintained eye contact as your soft lips took in your fingers. as soon as you take it out, he took your face in both hands before crashing his lips into yours, savouring the rousing taste.

"go ahead," he whispered when he pulled away. he would've asked you to beg even further but even he has his limits. plus, you've been following orders so well, you deserve a little break.

you would've thanked him but with rick's broad tongue and the butt plug in your ass? maybe it's best to do so later.

you slowly licked the base up to the tip, sucking in a breath when you could practically feel the veins. the precum dripped down onto your tongue before spitting it back on the crown of his cock. you were about to shut your eyes at rick's second finger when sy forced you to look up at him by the back of your head.

a gentle(r) reminder not to close your eyes at this very moment.

you continued your kitten licks around his shaft, elated at the way it jumps at every of your ministration. but you didn't tease him for long — you needed him now.

you wrapped a hand around his base, blinking at how big it truly is before snapping out of it. you were already moaning around his cock before you could even bob your head up and down. rick really wasn't going easy on you.

you looked up at the captain through your lashes, taking in the sight of his head back and mouth open. his hold onto your head neither tightened nor loosened. rick's fingers were knuckles deep and you were pretty sure you were going to cum soon, especially when he's picking up the pace.

the squelching coming from behind you brought sy out of his daze, only to realize that you were getting close.

"is baby girl going to cum soon?" his eyes darkened at the mixture of drool and precum coating his shaft, "why don't you beg for it?"

with his hand on the back of your neck, you released him with a 'pop', a string of saliva connected between your lips and his tip.

"r-rick..." you called his name weakly, eye fluttering to shut when sy's thumb caressed your lips from his shaft to lap at the spit-precum concoction before continuing, "please let m-me cum..."

"aww, darlin'," he taunted, both his saliva and your juices ran down his chin, "you can do better than that," he took ahold your butt plug, pushing it in and out just a little, "turn around, rest your back against syverson's front for me,"

your limps were nearly jelly at this point so you're glad sy carried you around as if you were weightless. his cock throbbed behind you whilst rick's wasn't any better — fucking his own hand but it was all worth it.

sy snaked one arm around your waist, tilting your chin up with the other hand so he could give you all the chaste kisses. rick's hand forced your legs open, prompting you to grab onto sy's forearm that's wrapped around your body.

"can you give me the sweetest begging? then you can cum as much you'd like,"

sy held your jaw in his hand and rested his forehead against yours, "you heard him. beg."

and begging, you did, babe.

"please rick! please let cum! I'm-I'm gonna squirt-!" you eyes popped open at the last part, and so did sy's and rick's.

squirt, huh?

"my baby can squirt too?" rick's fingers reached in a part that nearly pushed you over the edge, "can you squirt around my thick fingers? can you do that, pretty girl?"

"yes! please, f-fuck yes," you just needed your release and as promised, he fingerfucked you like there's no tomorrow. his tongue tried to capture each drops of your juices while sy held you down. his breathy moans in your ear didn't help either and before you knew it, your eyes rolled back before gushing all over rick's fingers, mouth and chin. sy purposely bit your neck to hear you cry out in ecstacy.

you couldn't help but shake in sy's arms as he cooed.

"you did so well, sweetheart," he licked the little bits of sweat off of your neck, "my good girl,"

even in your fucked-out state, you gave him the most irresistible smile. you lazily turned your attention to rick, bashful at essence dripping down his chin.

"s-sorry," you played the edges of your thigh high socks, only to be snatched out of sy's arms and into rick's.

"don't," he warned lightly, "you did what i asked you to do, didn't you?"

"mhm," you nodded in his chest.

"then I don't see why you need to be sorry," he concluded, his chest rumbling out of delight. you purred in his touch but immediately froze up at the captain's next words.

"but it's not over yet, baby," he had a sinister look on his face, and so did rick, "what do you say? you up for another round, sweetheart?"

what do you say?

there's not way you could leave them high and dry, right?

'cause let's just say; with that flexibility of yours? riding sy's cock while sucking rick's after is only the beginning of it all.

-> lol a mess. next time, i'm writing in bullet point form + i'm no smut writer but joel kinnaman fics has me in a chokehold.

-> reve road is just my interpretation of a neighbourhood where milf!reader + your favourite men lives in!

-> anyway! it's time we show some love for my current rick flag & cpt syverson obsessions (smut and/or fluff-focused)!

r. flag:

r e a d e v e r y t h i n g by @babblydrabbly

again, e v e r y t h i n g by @lacontroller1991

remedy & welcome home by @sweetfictionalworld

cpt. syverson:

homeland & make me your future history by @cruelfvkingsummer

vignettes series by @invisibleanonymousmonsters

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