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Shit |Peter Parker X Stark!Reader| NSFW HC

Pairing: Peter Parker (Spiderman) X Stark!Reader

Summary: Tony accidentally walks in on you doing the deed and to say he isn't happy is an understatement.

Warnings: SMUT! Full blown sex- mentions of fucking you know the deal. Read at your own risk. Kinnnndaaaaa angsty, mentions of drugs and alcohol.... and Tony being a not so great dad.

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You and Peter have been intimate for a while now.

You've been dating for almost a year and your small make out sessions have turned into actual acts love.

You didn't necessarily sneak around but you were far from obvious about your endeavors.

Well.... not far...

You two had a nasty habit of getting heated in common areas like the loving room and kitchen.

There have been a handful of times when the other Avengers would shoo you and Peter away and all but plead for you to get a room.

Which you never hesitate to do.

You and Peter were in your room, the door locked and FRIDAY armed.

The two of you were stark naked, him sitting on the edge of the bed with his feet planted firmly on the ground. You on his lap with his big muscular arms wrapped tightly around you.

Your hands buried in his chocolate brown hair and his resting on your ass.

It was light movement for the time being, you always like to tease Peter up until he couldn't take it anymore and flipped you over so he could fuck you into the mattress with no remorse.

But unfortunately you didn't get to that point, because the door swung open and there stood your dad, his eyes popped open and jaw on the floor.

He stuttered as you both struggled to find coverage so you weren't totally exposed.

Too bad Tony was dragging Peter out of your room by the ear before he could manage to pull on some boxers. He only had time to grab a throw pillow to cover his shame.

"What do you think you're doing, huh?!"

His yelling caught the attention of the others, who gladly gathered in the hall to watch the drama unfold.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Stark! Can I least have my underwear, though?!" He nervously glanced at his teammates, not wanting to completely expose himself to them.

"Oh, so now you care who sees your dick after you have the audacity to stick it in my daughter?!"

A chorus of oohs and laughs go around, but honestly no one is surprised by this information. Everyone already knew they were.... together.

Once you finally managed to pull on a sweatshirt and shorts you were out the door in an instant.

"Dad, what on earth are you doing?"

"Teaching the dumbass kid a lesson!"

"Which is?"

That's seemed to stump Tony for a moment. What exactly was he doing right now?

"I- you- he can't touch you like that!"

You didn't even have time to respond before Pepper came into the room, pulling the stuttering mess of a man away from the poor traumatized teenagers.

You looked at the rest of the team with an exasperated look before forcing them away so you could drag Peter back into your room with them seeing his ass.

"Are you okay, Peter?"

"I don't think I'll ever be okay ever again."

That was a lie honestly.

He was fully recovered by the next day after Pepper forced Tony to apologize.

And as far as trauma goes he seems to be good.

Since he was initiating round two the very next night.

(Much to Tony's horror)

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best of friends = ♡ ★

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S E R I E S :

leaving the guardians (series) - complete 

chp.1 / chp.2 / chp.3 / chp.4 / chp.5 / chp.6 / chp.7 / chp.8 

lingering silence (mini series) - complete

lingering silence / two / three

before everything (mini series) - complete

part one / part two / part three / part four 

the swan (series) - complete

overview / chp.1 / chp.2 / chp.3 /  chp.4 / chp.5 / chp.6 / chp.7 / chp.8 / chp.9 / chp.10 / chp.11 / chp.12 

who we once were (series) - discontinued 

chp.1 / chp.2 

someone I once knew (mini series) - ongoing 

part one / part two / part three / part four / part five *

oneshots / imagines

training

midnight dreaming

human / monster / you

strays

longing for someone else 

friend in need 

distant stranger

cold nights

slur

quiet spot 

look after him, please

helping hand

you is more than enough

watching over you

private moments 

blending in

not him

for nothing

moonlight

stood up

troublesome

two of a kind

bit of fun

speechless

a blizzard, not a breeze

drawn in

love me goodbye

blossoming

me, jealous?

snug as a bug

not admirable 

drowsy nights

unwinding 

mistaken partner 

a battle between mentality 

if you’re gonna lie / undrunk 

sent from above, or another planet 

steer clear 

back before us 

inseparable, literally 

feels like this 

elements and emotions 

captured soul 

two ghosts 

you were a no show 

an old friend 

i’ll be waiting 

lost love 

detachment 

drought 

there’s always another dance 

all love 

misunderstandings 

bringing you together 

time to start again 

night time comfort / day time disaster 

the show must go on 

christmas ornament 

creaking door 

not just an apprentice 

unknown match 

safe in your arms 

untrusting familiar 

night time wanderer 

why him? 

if you ask, i’ll stay 

it’s just a nightmare 

things couples do 

daydreams *

curled up *

steve rogers : 

S E R I E S : 

not who you think (series) - complete

not who you think / part two / part three / part four / part five / part six / part seven / part eight 

beyond belief (series) - complete 

beyond belief / part two / part three / part four / part five / part six / part seven / part eight / part nine * 

girl back home (mini series) - complete 

girl back home / home no more / building a home 

in his world, temporarily (mini series) - ongoing

part one / part two / part three *

oneshots / imagines

lost without you

neighbours

teddy bear

dancin’?

early sunrise

educated / lessons / nostalgic

thunder

overly protective

bumping into you

cut off

am i here alone? 

girls night 

a trio of surprises 

reassurance 

childlike romance 

it’s not a competition 

strangely bashful 

creative burn out 

was it a perfect day? 

you wouldn’t feel the same 

two pieces back together 

waiting to unpause 

keeping you company 

you came home? 

a chance to see you once more 

wannabe valentine 

slither of optimism left 

just in time *

tony stark : 

envision it?

normal

rising fears

gatecrashing

pining after you

long time

when the party’s over 

won’t leave your side 

purple suits you 

peter parker :

late watch

bright lights

interruptions

walking mystery

kings and queens

hiding behind words 

wrapped around you 

a trio of surprises 

knock quietly 

second place 

one day 

bitter sweet 

accent 

beneath the mask 

three taps 

unanswered 

mr shy guy 

two sides 

in plain sight 

winners and losers *

loki laufeyson :

too young

no need to fear

fighting for attention 

lost but not forgotten 

his true colours 

one of a kind *

bruce banner: 

helping out the innocent 

thor odinson: 

holding back nerves 

checking up on you 

mourning comforts 

resentful awe 

peter quill:

a day for us 

shameless flirt 

avengers: 

a pact for her 

almost lost, but not quite *

sebastian stan: 

lost property 

securing you 

different meaning 

guilty or innocent? 

not as planned 

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Marvel

Small series masterlist

Bucky Barnes

Temporary Bliss

Never caught a feeling this hard

Mornings with Bucky

i’m just a sucker for pain

Dark night of the soul

Looking after him

NSFW alphabet

Only fools fall for you   (Part 2)

Your heartbeat of solid gold - Infinity war

Tell me you love me, even if you don’t  (part 2)

I’ll be waiting for you - Infinity war

Breaking me

I want to have control

She told me that i’m not enough    

She told me that i’m not enough (part 2)

Call out my name

Broken hearts club

Battle cry

Fire and Ice

Series

Protector (part 1) 

Protector (part 2) 

Protector (part 3)

Protector (part 4)

Protector (part 5) - Complete

Bodyguard series masterlist - Complete

Just a little bit of your heart - Prologue

Just a little bit of your heart - Part 1

Steve Rogers

The wedding guest

I can’t quit you (part 1)

I can’t quit you (part 2)

To the very last

Will you still love me when no one want’s me around

Somebody else

Worthy

Immortals

Too in love to let it show

When it feels like the worlds gone mad - Infinity war

I was always there (Part 1) (Part 2) - Infinity war

NSFW alphabet

Leave a light on

Use somebody

Burning with your touch

I’m fucked up

Under the covers 

In my place

In my place (part 2)

Isn’t it lovely (all alone)   (part 1)

Isn’t it lovely (all alone) (part 2)

In my blood

I am the one that’s waited this long

You are my sunshine - *endgame spoiler?*

The last train home

Series 

Trust in you (Part 1)

Trust in you (Part 2)

Trust in you (Part 3) - Complete

She told me that i’m not enough    

She told me that i’m not enough (part 2)

She told me that i’m not enough (Prequel) - Complete

Whatever it takes - work in progress

Whatever it takes - Part 2

Whatever it takes - Part 3

Whatever it takes - Part 4 

Whatever it takes - Part 5

Whatever it takes - Part 6

Whatever it takes - Part 7

Whatever it takes - Part 8

Whatever it takes - part 9

Peter Parker

Don’t give me space

Tom Holland

Her

Dr Strange

Lay me down - Infinity war

Loki Laufeyson

I fall apart - Infinity war

Star-Lord

My Star- Lord - Infinity war

Another love

Thor Odinson

Weight of the Universe - Infinity war

Peaky Blinders 

Thomas Shelby

Trouble

Harry Potter / Hogwarts

Oliver Wood

Nsfw alphabet

While we’re young

The Gryffindor and the Slytherin

Protective

Too scared

Morning cuddles

You can spend the night

Crawling back to you (part 1)

Crawling back to you  (part 2)

Crawling back to you (part 3)

your heart is all I own

Neville Longbottom

i’ll always be here

Draco Malfoy

Choices

Quidditch Captain

Stranger things 

Billy Hargrove

Nsfw alphabet

Teen wolf

Isaac Lahey

It’s you and me until the end

Derek Hale

I Wish it was you

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SERIES

Father (stark!daughter AU) [COMPLETED]: When Tony Stark finds out that he had a teenage daughter through a phone call, he was over the moon at the thought of being a father. Unfortunately, his daughter is distant, difficult and refuses to even acknowledge him as her dad. He never would have thought in a million years that it would be a certain Peter Parker who would change everything.

part 1 ⭐️ // part 2  ⭐️ //  part 3  ⭐️ // part 4  ⭐️ //  part 5  ⭐️ //  part 6  ⭐️ //  part 7  ⭐️ // part 8  ⭐️ // part 9 ⭐️

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Note on ALL MY/MOST STARK!READER FICS (basically it’s not white specific, you don’t have to be white to read and enjoy them)

❤️ Kalopsia [ON HIATUS]:  (noun) the delusion of things being more beautiful than they are. 

INCLUDES FFH SPOILERS!

part 1 (Kalopsia)  ⭐️// part 2 (Pronoia) // part 3 (Sciamachy) // part 4 (Anagapesis)

BLURBS

–> Blurb masterlist 

Fan favorite blurbs: #1 Steve ⭐️ // #2 Peter ⭐️ // #3 Bucky  ⭐️

ONESHOTS

Angel Duty  ❤️⭐️

–> When Peter got an invitation to stay over at the new Avengers compound over the summer, the last thing he expected was that he would be in charge of helping a fallen angel. Now he must help her grasp all the aspects of being human- include the part involved with feelings and crushes.

“It should’ve been me.” ❤️⭐️

–> Unable to cope with the death of your father, you shut down and begin to try and create a wormhole to bring Tony back to life. No one can change your mind, except for Peter (with the help of Morgan).

Kind Gestures  ⚡️⚡️⚡️

–>  Simple exchanges of kind gestures go a long way- in saving lives, healing and leading two enemies to eventual love.

Peach Lipgloss  

–>  He’s a sophmore at MIT who has hung up his superhero suit for university. She’s a well known killer with the power to seduce and manipulate anyone she pleases. Of course the universe would make them soulmates.  

Pinky Promise  ⭐️

–> Peter and you have a habit of making a pinky promise whenever something significant happens. It’s perfect and it’s wonderful because he never breaks your pinky promises….Or so you thought.

The Other Side of Peter ⭐️

–> Peter’s known as the shy, sweet and endearingly awkward boy by everyone. But he has another side- a possessive, clingy and protective side- that only comes out whenever you’re around. Cue surprised Avengers, Tony matchmaking and very, very, possessive & protective Peter.

Thunderstorm ⭐️

–> Peter and you hate each other and can never seem to get along, much to the dismay of your father, Tony Stark. That is, until one stormy night and your fear of thunder changes everything.

Umbrella Girl ⭐️

–> Peter runs into a girl with a red umbrella on a rainy day. It’s be a perfect love at first sight fairytale…. except he forgot to ask her for her name. Stark!reader, pure fluff.

Dream a Little Dream of Me

–> You come home emotionally and physically exhausted from a terrible day. A lot of fluff, dancing to old love songs and gentle whispering follow. Pure fluff with Bucky.

Used to This  ❤️

–>  Bucky’s stubborn. He strives on set routines, the well known, the comfort of familiarity. You’re the complete opposite. And yet, you’ve chosen him. And he could get used to that.

Salted Caramel  ❤️

–>  Steve’s got anger issues and a bad superiority alpha complex. She smells like salted caramel and coffee, and he’s immediately tamed. (note: this is an alpha!Steve x omega!reader fic). 

HEADCANONS

Dating Peter Parker Would Include… ⭐️

Being Steve’s Daughter Would Include… ⭐

Being Natasha’s Sister and Dating Peter Would Include… ⭐️

Being Bruce’s Daughter and Dating Peter Would Include… ⭐️

Being Steve’s Daughter and Dating Peter Would Include… ⭐️

The Avengers Knowing Peter Has a Crush on You Would Include… ⭐️

Tony Being Jealous of How Much Time You’re Spending with Peter Would Include… ❤️⭐️

Keeping Your Relationship with Peter a Secret From the Avengers Would Include…  ⭐️

Being Loki’s Daughter and Dating Peter Would Include… ❤️⭐️

MARVEL FIC WRITERS x BLM CAMPAIGN

–> masterpost with information/writers

–> request 1: “how about after that big audition you’ll nail?” (plus size!reader x Bucky)

–> request 2: “did you just break into a fucking library?” (deaf!Stark!reader x Peter)

–> request 3: (as linked above), Kind Gestures

FIC RECOMMENDATIONS

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baby, but you.

summary. | He hopes you can feel it, because nobody else can heal it but you. Baby, but you.

warnings. | smut, hate fucking (ish), enemies to lover, slight angst, birthdays, degradation, praise, spitting, unprotected sex, penetrative sex, rough sex, yearning, crushing, riding, couch sex, breeding, possessiveness, and more. 18+ MINORS DNI AND DO NOT REPOST MY STORIES.

word count. | 3.6k

pairings. | Bucky Barnes x Reader.

a/n. | happy birthday @asadmarveltrashbag ilysm!!! thank you so much for being there for me since like day one, for being such a good role model and for just being amazing. thank you so much for listening to me rant and giving me advice, i’m so grateful for you. i hope your birthday is amazing today, i love you so much!! don’t forget to reblog! if you take ANY inspiration from my fics (and i’ll know, trust me) and you don’t give credit, you will be blocked and i’ll let others know.

He stands afar from you. A cold, calculated stare that you’re almost tempted to challenge with your killer one. There are only about two and a half meters of space separating you two, and even that’s not enough. You’re like a cat and a dog, constantly fighting about God knows what. Sometimes it’s the stupidest of things; other times, it’s the most reasonable. Either he has the television on too loud, or you come home too late. The other neighbours… Well, frankly, they don’t live here anymore.

It’s because they can’t handle his screaming when he has nightmares. You scoffed when you first heard it from your landlord, finding it absolutely insane that nobody is used to the sounds of a nightmare. As if they’re any better. You handle it like a champion, simply just putting on earbuds and your favourite songs at the lowest volume until you fall asleep. You almost feel bad for him when you see him with deep bags under his eyes.

But one short, snarky remark from him has the sympathy in you draining. Almost like the way his hands are the palest colour ever, and his skin doesn’t have the redness it should have. Almost as if the colours on a painting have been scraped off. You shouldn’t be noticing these things, really, but you just can’t help it. He’s almost a shell of the man he once was, at least in his words, but you believe that with some care (not from your hands, ew), he’ll be back to normal.

He shouldn’t notice the way you sigh every time you get home. The way you drag yourself through the carpeted hallway, out from the metal box that Bucky doesn’t trust. He doesn’t charge anything that has to do with heights, so that’s why he’s settled for the second floor. The drop in his stomach brings back so many memories that he can’t bear to remember.

Sometimes, he picks up the rumble of your stomach that he knows you’re embarrassed about, only because when it happens, you become the most fearful sailor to ever cross the shore. You always arrive right before Bucky falls asleep, leaving him at peace. ...No, no, no. It’s not like that. He totally doesn’t wait up until you come home safely before he can actually fall asleep so he can have a sense of calm. No, that’s absurd. Another absurd thing is the ungodly hour that you arrive home.

“Listen, you’re the one who bumped into me, okay? Let’s just leave it at that,” you huff, swinging your keychain between your fingers. Your digits are so soft, only ever coarse when you touch the skin between them. His hands, however, are almost the opposite. They’re rough and dry, but the crevices are a bit damp with sweat from pure nervousness. “No, no, you bumped into me, and we’re going to leave it at that, okay? Okay,” he nods, even though he’s talking to you.

“No, you bumped into me, and that’s that. Goodbye, Mr. Barnes,” you finish, throwing your bag over your shoulder and stomping down the hallways. You don’t look back once, simply just strutting your way to that darned elevator that you loathe. Suddenly, a hand wraps around your arm and turns you around. “I didn’t say you could go; we’re not done until I say we’re done,” he growls, gripping your arm tight enough to have you whimpering.

“No, fuck you. I’m tired of constantly listening to you bitch and moan about things that aren’t even my fault. God, it’s like you’re twenty fucking years old with no maturity, it’s fucking pathetic,” you spit, trying to yank your arm away. But compared to a supersoldier, your strength is equal to a cool spring breeze hitting a concrete building—basically nothing. Bucky’s chest heaves, and for a moment, you’re scared.

But even though he has a temper, he could never hurt you. He’s not the Winter Soldier; you’re sure of it.

His jaw clenches, and you stare at him intensely. Work is long forgotten, just like the fact that today is your birthday. That nervous, jittery feeling that would pool in the pits of your soul isn’t there. You wonder if it’s because you’re all grown up now, or maybe it’s because you’ve been so busy that your birthday seems like any other day in your eyes. Your eyes fall to his lips, almost on instinct. They’re pink and plump, slightly damp from the wetness on his tongue.

He gently pushes you inside his home, and you stumble back in shock. “I have to go to work–” you start, but he cuts you off. “I don’t give a shit. I need to teach you a lesson,” he snaps, pulling off his leather jacket. It has blue hues to it, sometimes grey if shone under the correct lighting. It’s overall black, suiting that dark soul of his that some people claim he has. You keep your mouth shut, clutching onto the strap of your backpack that rests on your right shoulder.

Suddenly, that fiery haze of yours has faded out, and you just watch him dumbfounded. Your jaw is slightly slack, but your eyes aren’t bulging out. Bucky pulls off the unusual leather gloves that always seemed to be a little too big on him. The space between his fingers and the cloth is always too much, and you even contemplated ‘accidentally’ giving him a new, better-fitting pair.

They flop onto the floor with an almost laughable sound, but you know you shouldn’t even dare to crack a smile. “Always going on and on about something. You just need to be shut up for once, don’t you?” Bucky questions, snapping his head towards you. “N- No…” you whisper, looking down to the ground. Suddenly, you prefer looking at wood floors to handsome men such as Bucky.

“Oh… Right, I forgot. You don’t know what’s good for you, that’s why you go to work and come home so late in the night. Bet you don’t have any time to fuck around with those pathetic twenty-year-old douchebags. That’s why you touch that little pussy of yours before you head to work, right?” he questions, and you gulp thickly.

Did he really hear it all?

“Please, I heard the way you finger fuck yourself in the shower all the way here. You really need to learn how to properly lock your door. You’re lucky those old ladies were here when I heard you, or else I would’ve come all the way over there and taught you a real good lesson,” he snaps, and you genuinely feel like doubting every little thing you do. “And you know what’s so funny, doll? I even hear the way you moan my name when you’re about to come,” he whispers, standing so close to you, and you wonder how he even managed to get here.

Your faces are inches away, His warm breath fans against your skin, and Bucky can feel the nervousness seeping through your pores. “Need a refresher? Or are you just going to stay quiet?” he questions, raising his eyebrows. He has a stupid smile on his face, and you’re not sure whether you want to kiss him or slap him. Both seem very appealing, but God, that devil on your shoulder always did have a loud voice.

Your bag joins his gloves on the floor, and you tilt your head upwards to kiss him. Your lips slowly slot against his, the taste of stale coffee immediately fills your mouth as Bucky shoves his tongue past your lips. He cups the side on your face, and your hands remain bent in the air. You don’t know what to do with yourself, so you place them on his shoulders, hoping for the best. He tenses up for a bit, and you start to pull away.

He doesn’t let you go too far. His hands keep you near him, and he stares into your eyes. Blue, blown-out orbs give Bucky an even darker look, and you’re practically sailing the same ship. “Don’t… Don’t go,” he whispers, leaning his forehead against yours. “I won’t, but-” you begin, but he cuts you off with an open-mouthed kiss. It’s so rough, so passionate. Teeth and tongues clash at each other, and you whimper against him as his hands move from your face.

They run down your body before gripping your hips and pulling you closer to him. His front presses against yours, and you can feel his defined muscles through that black t-shirt of his. You wrap your arms around his neck, such a simple act and yet he’s swooning like the lovesick fool he is. No, no, no, he’s not lovesick, and he’s not swooning. He’s just wanting, and that is all, just like you are.

You roll your hips for friction, desperate for something. The faint feeling of Bucky’s hard cock sends shivers down your spine, and you just know he’s huge. He could probably split you in two if he really wants to, and maybe it’s what you want as well. God, just the mental image of his cock sliding in and out of you is so pleasurable. Wetness soaks your panties, and you moan into his mouth.

“Say ‘ah,’ slut,” he mumbles before pulling away from the kiss again. You quickly do so and watch as Bucky puckers his bruised, red lips. You’re not sure what to expect; a stupid, silly kiss or something else. Your tongue is stretched out inside your mouth, and you wait for him as your chest rises and falls. Your eyes watch him as he spits into your mouth, a wad of spit dripping onto your tongue and your eyes nearly fall out of their sockets.

You quickly swallow it as if it’s some sort of antidote to an incurable disease. “Oh, you’re such a dirty fucking girl, aren’t you? I bet you’d let me do anything to you, right? Let me fuck you silly, throw you around, treat you like the spoiled brat you are,” Bucky growls with a fierce smirk on his stupidly gorgeous face. Sculpted by the Gods themselves, you wonder why the world has been so mean to him.

No, no, no, you don’t. You’re just desperate and needy.

“You really are stupid, and I haven’t even touched that little pussy of yours yet, and you can’t even answer a simple li’l question,” Bucky says out loud, expressing pure shame and disgrace. You shake your head before placing your hands back on his hard, defined chest. There’s a specific spot on his chest where the fabric is too sheer. You can see the way his soft hair has been shaved down to a mere stubble, and you wonder what he’d look like if it was grown out.

“I- I’m a dirty girl, I’d let you do anything to me, James,” you whisper to him, looking up at him with unintentional doe eyes. “I know, baby, I know,” he smirks before pushing you backwards. You expect to collide with the wooden floors harshly and startle the downstairs residents, or maybe even on a carpet that would try to break your fall but would end up failing.

You don’t expect to fall back onto a soft, cushioned couch. It’s more so an armchair that is a greyish-blue colour, one that you’d see and Ikea and want so bad, but you’d quickly change your mind once you see the whopping price it’s set at. Bucky towers over you, and you tilt your head up, still watching has the features of his face twitch a bit. His hands run down to your thighs, smoothing over the fabric of your jeans before his nimble yet strong, thick fingers reach to the button and zipper.

He makes quick work of stripping your clothes off for you, and you try your hardest to do the same for him. But flying, clashing hands that are oh so desperate can’t really do much. So as he pulls your wet panties down your feet, you hurriedly kick them to the floor. Bucky pulls his shirt over his head, and you’re not sure if you’ve lost it or if time truly has slowed down. You’re able to memorize each freckle, each scar, each mole and each muscle of his upper body.

He’s beautiful, absolutely beautiful. Though everyone has their measly little flaws that can be so bothersome, in your eyes, he has no flaws. “Fuck, you’re so fucking pretty, baby,” he breathlessly tells you, making you struggle to fight the cheerful smile that forces its way onto your face. “You’re pretty too, James,” you tell him, reaching backwards to unclasp your bra.

Now, there’s nothing special about it, really. It’s plain black, and in some areas, it physically pains you, leaving branded marks behind that feel good when you gently run your hands over them. Nonetheless, you look gorgeous with it on. But when it’s on the floor, treated like nothing, you’re even more beautiful. Your slick has stained your inner thighs with stickiness, and your clit throbs with need.

Bucky parts your legs, watching as strings of wetness pull apart from each other. “Fucking hell, is that all because of me, slut? Say it, tell me who you’re so wet for,” he demands, and your breathing hitches. “S’all for you, James, I’m so wet because of you,” you whisper to him, and he smirks devilishly. You clench around nothing but air, desperate for his cock to be inside you. “I want you so bad, James, please fuck me,” you beg to him desperately, and he chuckles.

Bucky goes to start taking off his pants, unbuckling his belt and pulling down the zipper that sometimes gets caught onto the fabric of his boxers a little too much. The black fabric slips off his skin like an extra layer of skin, and the sight of his hard cock beneath his briefs is so sexy. You let out a shaky breath, and you can just see how fucking huge he is. Impossibly long with a thickness that’ll leave you limping for at least a week or two.

“You know what’s so fucking hilarious, baby? Just moments ago, you were cursing me out, fuming at me and calling me pathetic, but look at you; you’re the pathetic one here. Practically drooling for my cock, so needy as soon as I put my hands on you,” Bucky scoffs, and you know he’s so right. He pulls down his boxers, and you watch as his cock springs out, slapping his lower abdomen and near his pretty Adonis bone.

He roughly pulls you up and sits down on the couch before dragging you onto his lap. You straddle the sides of his thick thighs, and his big cock presses right next to your pussy, between your legs. Beads of precum drip down the shaft of his cock, and some of it even sticks to your skin. “You want my cock, baby? Well, go ahead, you can have it,” he tells you, resting his hands on your hips.

You exhale nervously, knowing that his cock is gonna stretch you out so much, it’ll be borderline painful and pleasurable. You lift your hips up a bit, and Bucky’s hand grasps the base of his cock. He’s sticky and pulsating, a raging red that is almost purple if you squint your eyes enough. He drags it from your swollen little pearl all the way down to your drooling hole. The mild friction is absolutely amazing, making you moan softly.

Bucky shudders as he slowly pushes the tip of his cock inside of you. He almost wants to tease you so badly, make you beg for it until you’re sobbing and going all ditzy for him. But he’s not all the mean, and he can’t possibly be so cruel to the birthday girl. In one swift motion, Bucky pulls you down onto his cock, burying himself inside of you. You toss your head back and cry out as he stretches you painfully. The wet squelching pounds of your pussy are loud, but your moans are much louder.

He curses and bites down on his bottom lip, falling in love with the way your pussy hugs him tightly and the velvet feeling of your walls. No, no, no, he is not falling in love. He’s just desperate, that’s all. It takes you both a few seconds to adjust, and the painful stretch dulls down to immense pleasure. You struggle to control your breathing, though, because you’ve never taken anyone or anything as big and him. Months of wanting and needing him have finally come down to this, and you wouldn’t want it any other way.

He hopes you can feel it because nobody can heal it but you. Every single day he thinks about you, and his heart hurts. His heart hurts when he watches you leave and come home, it hurts when you both fight, and it hurts when he believes you could never love him. His mind still tells him that, and yet here you are, riding his cock on your birthday. He notices the way your bottom lip wobbles a bit, and he pities you.

“Shh, it’s okay, baby, you’re doing so good. Ride my cock, birthday girl, I know you can do it,” Bucky praises with the most innocent smile ever. You nod your head and slowly begin to rock your hips, moving them up and down his cock. Bucky is torn; he doesn’t know whether he should stare at your pretty face or at where you’re both connected. Your slick coats his cock and leaves it glistening, and he watches as it disappears and reappears over and over.

His hand returns back onto your hips, and he gently guides you up and down his cock. Your pained whimpers soon turn to loud, slutty, desperate moans, and Bucky begins to fuck up into your cunt, meeting you at every thrust. “Fuck, yeah, that’s my good girl. Riding my cock so fucking good,” Bucky coos, and you can’t help but giggle. Warmth fills your chest, and pleasure blooms immensely in your core, and it’s the exact same for Bucky.

His balls slap against your ass, and his cock drives in and out of you. You ride him at a quicker pace, moaning loudly, and he nudges against your sweet spot. “You look so fucking sexy riding my cock, baby. Could watch you forever an’ ever,” Bucky purrs, gripping your hips even tighter. Electricity crackles up your spine, almost like a burning wire in a destroyed fuse box. Everything is so sensitive, and the searing pleasure builds up inside the two of you.

Beads of sweat drip down your neck, and it is the same for Bucky. His skin shines just like his cock does, and the veins on the side of it throb with every movement. The wet noises and the sound of skin on skin fills the room almost impressively. The neighbours would’ve already filed noise complaints if they still lived here, but they don’t. So Bucky’ll fuck your brains out until you can’t make a sound.

“Fuck, you’re close, aren’t you? Can feel the way that nice little cunt is squeezin’ my cock,” he groans, staring up at you with his jaw slightly slacked. Your eyes have glazed over, and you stare at Bucky’s face. You ride him using his dick for all your needs and wants. It’s just like you’ve imagined, even down to the pleasure you’re feeling. “Mhm, gonna come all over your big cock,” you whimper at a specific thrust.

And he’s close too. Though the serum should make him last longer, your pussy just defies those rules. He fucks into you faster and rougher, and your legs have turned to jelly. You collapse onto his chest and let him pound your pussy into oblivion. Bucky’s chest rumbles with a chain of moan and curses, and you look up at him. His metal arm is icy cold, just like his eyes. But his orbs are darker than regular ice. They resemble black ice more than anything.

The elastic band in your stomach twists up tightly until it can’t do anything but snap. And so it does. The dam breaks, and you’re suddenly coming around Bucky’s cock. Your cum coats his cock and drips down his balls as your body seizes up. Your jaw falls open, and your eyes roll back while you moan loudly. “Fuck, you look so pretty when you come,” Bucky breathes, letting your head fall into the crook of his neck.

You cry out loudly as Bucky sloppily fucks you through your orgasm and chases his own. “I’m gonna fill you up with my cum, knock you up with my kids. Fuck, you’d look so hot with a bump, I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off of your body,” he moans deeply, feeling his balls tighten up. He tosses his head back and curses, hitting his release. Ropes of cum shoot inside your cunt, painting your walls and even leaking out a bit. Somewhere, deep down inside Bucky, he truly hopes it sticks.

He moans loudly as his hips give a few shallow thrusts, prolonging his orgasm. You both sigh, slick with sweat and other bodily fluids that neither of you cares about. “Happy birthday…” Bucky whispers, pressing a kiss on the side of your head. “T- Thank you… How’d you know, though?” you question, even though his cock is still inside you. “Just did… Listen, I’m sorry–” he starts, but you cut him off. “Shh, I don’t care about anything but you, baby,” you tell him, whispering gently.

“Baby, but you.”

Masterlist

Updated: 21.03.2021

Hello everyone, I really hope this list is getting longer in the next time. (You can send me any ideas you have!)

I don’t have a posting schedule or something like this (my life is a mess and mostly I don’t have so much time as I want.)

If there are any problems/fails with the links to the stories tell me! (I won’t bite!)

|. MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE

P R E F E R E N C E S 

No. 1 - How You Met

B u c k y  B a r n e s

Night Talks - There’s nothing you can hide from Tony Stark. Especially not a close friendship to Bucky Barnes.

Bad Dreams - Buckys Nightmares keeps you awake at night. You try to help him what turns out to be a good idea.

This Feeling -  Bucky and you talking about his old life and spending a new one together.

Dating Bucky Barnes would include…

What are you doing?! - You find Bucky in the bathroom with a razor.

S a m  W i l s o n

Dating Sam Wilson would include…

Our time -  After the blip you want to be alone but Sam has other plans.

S t e v e  R o g e r s

Childhood Memories - You’re struggling with your own childhood, because you got a normal one, in front of Steve and recognizing your feelings for him once more.

Dating Steve Rogers would include…

T h o r

Comfort - Thor lifts your spirits with sweets.

W a n d a  M a x i m o f f 

I’ll stay - (After Wandavision episode 9) You find Wanda after missing her for weeks.

|. VIKINGS

I v a r  t h e  B o n e l e s s

Work (Drabble)

Change 

Annoying (Drabble) 

Make you forget

All Mine

Dating Ivar the boneless would include…

H v i t s e r k 

Lies 

Sebastian Stan

Caught - You get caught by Sebastian reading Winter Soldier Fanfictions.

Ruin My Life - Sebastian leaves you because he thinks you deserve better.

Happy Birthday - You celebrate your birthday with your best friend Sebastian.

Welcome to my masterlist! Hope you enjoy my content 💕

*= smut

• Daisies 

(Soulmate AU) Everyone is born with the last words they ever hear from their soulmate written on their arm.

• Inexperienced

You teach an inexperienced Peter how to kiss and it escalates quickly.

• Heal

On a mission with the team, you get mind controlled by HYDRA and attack Peter.

• Jealous

Peter is jealous of you dating Brad Davis. He acts like an idiot before finally confessing his feelings.

•The Inevitable (Stark!Reader)

Even five years after the blip, you’re willing to do anything to protect your loved ones, even if it meant sacrificing yourself for the greater good. 

• Ten percent (Stark!Reader)

You’re sick and everyone in the tower knows except for Peter. When he accidentally finds out, he’s not very supportive on your medical decisions.

•Countdown kisses

The team has a plan to set you and Peter together at the New Year’s Eve party, to the point where you find yourselves running to each other as the countdown takes place.

• I can’t lose you

Peter almost fails to save you as spiderman, revealing his identity and his love for you in the process.

• I could never forget you

Peter and you finally reunite since he vanished five years ago.

• Sneaky *

Peter couldn’t stop eye fucking you during lunch break, and you eventually end up fucking in a classroom.

• Sneaky flight *

You sneak off with Peter to have sex in the airplane bathroom.

• Let me show you I’m sorry *

After a heavy fight with Peter, he tries to make it up to you with some reconciliation sex.

• Something new *

You surprise Tom by deep throathing him for the first time.

• Christmas present *

Christmas sex with your husband Tom on the floor, right next to the christmas tree.

• Unfaithful, Part II (Stark!reader)

After seven years of marriage, you find out Steve cheated on you.

• You are the one *

Reconciliation sex with Steve when he tries to get you back after a hurtful breakup.

• Sex pollen *

When the Avengers Tower is forcibly put on lockdown, both of you come in contact with a substance that enhances your sexual desires.

• Angel by the wings (Angel AU)

After Thanos won, Thor finally breaks down. You, his guardian angel, think it’s time to make contact with him to give him the strength to keep fighting.

•I just feel you. Part II

This is the first fic I ever posted here, it’s obviously not very good and kind of cliche. However, when I posted it I was very happy and proud about it so of course I have to include it here lol <3

Requests: closed at the moment.