I know I'm a week late (oops) but the thought of spending a smutty New Year's Eve with Bucky 👀

The thought of his plump, soft lips peppering kisses up your sensitive inner thighs while the quiet groan that slips from you hangs in the air.

Your fingers weave through his hair, encouraging him to focus his attention on the task at hand.

You hear him moan quietly, trailing his lips higher to meet the soft, soaking wet folds of your sex and he doesn't waste any more time. He kisses over your body gently at first, losing himself in the feeling of your copious slick arousal coating his lips.

Very soon after he's begun, he can't seem to get enough. He's hungry for this. His tongue licks broad strokes from your throbbing clit to your fluttering entrance and back again, lapping at your body like the taste is everything he's ever needed.

He's gripping your hips and thighs, hoping to be able to press you tighter against his mouth since nothing feels like it's enough for either of you.

Not until his tongue dips into your entrance, lapping your arousal right from the source. This is what he needs. He's spent far too long craving your taste; whole evenings spent pleasuring himself, doing his best to remind himself of how it feels to be exactly where he is right now.

He's achingly hard, no doubt about it but he's not ready to think about that yet. Not even close.

In the distance you hear the soft pop and fizzing of fireworks, marking the turn of the New Year. You can't see them but you don't need to. You'd far rather focus on the New Year's kiss you're receiving.

The need that I have for early morning, tender sex with Dbf!bucky that gets a little frantic and really passionate 😵‍💫

Especially if you tend to drift apart in your sleep. It feels so much nicer to curl up against him again the next morning, stealing some of his heat and enjoying the way that he smells so familiar to you now.

You can't help but feel a softness in your chest when he sleepily pulls you closer, placing a gentle kiss on the top of your head with his eyes still closed. If nothing else, you feel incredibly safe with your bare chest pressed to his and your limbs tangled together comfortably.

The sunlight has just managed to creep through a gap in between the curtains, illuminating the few grey hairs peppered across your partner's hairline and you swear he's never looked more beautiful.

He's more awake than he'd lead you to believe though. His eyes are barely even open before he's tilting your chin up, making it easier to capture your lips with his.

"Good morning." He mumbles in his deep morning voice when his lips part from yours.

"Hi." You can't help but smile, wiggling your body against the bulge in his underwear. "It's a great morning."

He can't help but roll his eyes at your enthusiasm.

"Didn't I take good enough care of you last night? You still want more." He pretends he's insulted but secretly, he's pretty damn pleased. You want him; plain and simple. You don't dress it up or play it off. Don't we all want to be wanted?

"See, that's the problem. You were too good to me last night. And now. I'm all worked up." You slip kisses to his neck and shoulders in between your sentences, hoping that it really drives your point home.

"You're a handful." Bucky teases, tilting your chin up once more, letting his lips collide with yours before allowing his tongue to do the same. It feels like his hands are all over your body at once, teasing and rubbing and gripping you, getting you even more worked up.

It's not long before he's got your leg hooked up over him and he's slipping his cock into you. The glide is that much easier given that he finished inside you just a few hours ago and the thought of that alone makes you even wetter.

Bucky's low groan as he slides into you is addictive. He's clearly still sensitive but it feels too good for either of you to stop now.

"Such a good girl. You take me so damn well." He's babbling already, eyes rolling back as he presses as deep inside you as possible, giving you a chance to take a breath before he starts to work your body in a way that no one else has ever managed.

Head full of thoughts which feature bondage tape rn 😵‍💫 it’s definitely something I see dbf!bucky being into

It’s a lovely, safe way to start dabbling in bondage play. He lets you feel it before he binds your wrists, letting you appreciate just how thin the material is. It isn’t sticky. It won’t hurt. It’ll just stop you from using your hands for a little while.

“Fuck, you’re pretty like that.” His voice is a hushed whisper, enjoying the sight of your wrists bound together, anchored to the headboard.

You’re naked in front of him, your pleasure is entirely his responsibility and he knows you trust him with it.

But dear god, he wants to be selfish. He wants to indulge himself, to tease you with his fingers and tongue until you’re quivering and desperate. He wants to edge you until you’re begging, squirming underneath him but unable to give yourself the sensation you need to finish.

He wants that but that’s not what tonight is for. No matter how his cock twitches at the thought, tonight is about easing you in; letting you build your trust in the tape.

“You. Are so beautiful.” He brings your knees to your chest, binding your legs around the knees and once more around the middle of your thighs. With your body like that, it gives him perfect access to your glistening, soaking wet sex.

“You’re practically dripping.” He muses, slipping two fingers inside you, amused at the way you squirm when he curls them inside you.

“Fuck, that’s so good.” You whine, letting him hold your legs pressed where he wants them, taking the sensation for as long as he’ll give it to you.

He can’t wait much longer and in no time, he’s replaced his fingers with his cock, sinking into you as deep as he can.

The angle is overwhelming and you feel the tip of his cock rub the sweet spot inside you with every frantic thrust.

His thumb rubs your clit while he uses you and something in you wants to imagine that’s what he’s doing. He’s using you. He’s taking his pleasure from your fluttering, needy little hole and the thought of being nothing more than a toy for him has you closer to orgasm faster than you thought possible.

Lumbersnack

Pairing: Lumberjack!Steve Rogers x Female Reader Summary: You're hungry for something only Steve can give you. Word Count: Almost 1.6k Warnings: Explicit sexual content, oral sex (m. receiving), dirty talk, swearing, slight feels (it's me), Steve Rogers (he’s a warning, okay?). A/N: Loosely on this anon ask, I wanted to give you lovelies something for Sinday. ❤️ Beta read by the beautiful @yarnforbrains, but any and all mistakes are my own. Banner by yours truly. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Please reblog or comment as it means the world!

Not many would have predicted that Steve Rogers would not only give the title of Captain America to Sam Wilson, but that he would retain his Nomad status. Part-time, at least. When he didn't help Sam, Bucky and the other Avengers, Steve chose to spend time away from the city to work as a lumberjack. Brooklyn was still his home in his heart, but the forest became a place of comfort. 

Thank you so much! ❤️

It's so insane because every time I watch CATWS I'm like... Steve Rogers would literally prefer to die at Bucky's hands than go on living without him. Steve would rather die than admit that he really truly lost Bucky. He wants to look into Bucky's eyes as Bucky kills him because at the very least, it's Bucky. He knows for certain he's gonna spend his final moments with Bucky, whether that's a peaceful death decades from now, hand in hand, or right now, as Bucky beats him lifeless.

Just Like That

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader Summary: Bucky suggests staying in a hotel together before an undercover mission, which would be fine if you didn't have a massive crush on the super soldier. Word Count: Almost 5k Warnings: Explicit sexual content, unprotected vaginal sex, pining, flirting, slight possessive behavior, talk of undercover mission, "only one bed" trope, slight feels (it's me, okay?), Bucky Barnes (he's a warning, okay?). A/N: A combination of @targaryenvampireslayer's Blind Date Writing Challenge and my Bucky Barnes Smut Menu, courtesy of @ellemj. "Only One Bed" Trope and the dialogue prompt in bold italics. ❤️ Beta read by the lovely @whisperlullaby, but any and all mistakes are my own. Divider by the talented @firefly-graphics. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

The engagement ring on your finger suited you. Not large or overly flashy, the single diamond radiated a subtle sparkle. It was beautiful and a perfect fit, a representation of the unifying love of marriage. When you looked at it under the light, it was almost as if you could feel the love that Bucky had for you.

Since it seems everyone is as horny as I am about men cumming quickly, let’s keep talking about it 🤤

The very second your lips touch Bucky’s, you feel how eager he is already. His lips are warm and plump and slick and insistent, gliding against your own with a hunger you can only hope to match.

His hands trail over your body, touching you with an urgency you’re very much enjoying. His fingertips dig in a little, making you feel like he craves you and it’s entirely dizzying.

“This isn’t fair. You get me so worked up.” He’s practically panting through kisses to your neck, nipping and biting his way to your breasts, encased in the pretty lace he picked out for you.

The thick outline of his cock is more than distracting and even in the dim bedroom light, you notice the sheen of precum that has soaked through his thin underwear.

He kisses your breasts tenderly, not removing your bra just yet. He wants to enjoy it; he wants to be able to call on the memory whenever he needs it.

“Fucking perfect.” He moans, letting his hand trail between your thighs, finding you wetter than he could’ve dreamed.

“Not yet.” You tease, removing his hand and sinking to your knees in front of him, pulling his underwear down his toned legs. His hard length bobs in front of your face, the tip wet with his own arousal and your mouth waters at the thought.

“Prove you can handle my pussy. Show me you deserve it.” Your hand wraps around the base of his cock while your tongue flicks against the tip, savouring the taste of him.

You pump your hand in time with your mouth, pausing every now and again to take as much of him as you can.

Your soft moans are nothing compared to his.

Fuck, he’s lost in the feeling of your warm, wet, sinful mouth and the thought of you swallowing his load.

“Babe please, slow down.” You hear him moan and it makes slowing down the last thing on your mind.

“Don’t you dare.” You take just a second to breathe before you’re back to stroking and sucking his faster than before. He’s not going to last. He knows it. So do you. That’s exactly what you want.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” He groans, desperately trying not to but that’s hard when he’s watching your pretty face and focusing on the way your lips look wrapped around his dick.

It’s a toss up. In your mouth or over your face? It hardly matters when you have him exactly where you want him.

One More Night

Summary: You and Bucky Barnes are fuck buddies for a while. The problem is you have feelings for him but you don't think he reciprocates and it just makes it impossible to continue your relationship. Little did you know how much he wants you and how hard he's trying to keep it casual.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Warnings: +18, friends with benefits, idiots in love, unspoken feelings, miscommunication/misunderstandings, angst with happy ending, unprotected sex, pet names, no mention of y/n

Word Count: 3.4K

All work is mine, please do not repost or translate without my permission.

It is one of those days when you feel absolutely worthless. It wasn’t something you felt often before but now…. It is starting to feel like your new normal. You know it’s your fault, and it just makes you feel even worse. You let this happen when you let Bucky Barnes walk into your life without any consequences. Now he just has a free pass to destroy you anytime he wants. 

It was supposed to be just fun. Something casual because you know he has no intention of settling down. Especially not with you. Not that he said any of those words but he doesn’t need to. You just know it. 

This wasn’t even supposed to be smutty but I took it there. I was just thinking it’s so attractive to think of Bucky as being perfectly adjusted to the modern world and most of the time he just acts like he’s still figuring stuff out. Without a doubt, he’s been through so much but no one realizes just how smart he is and how quickly he picks up on things. 

Like people forget he is a trained assassin and he’s Sergeant Barnes, he moves with ease and stealth just about everywhere. He knows how to blend in and It didn’t take him long to figure out technology. Didn’t take long to pick up on the culture. He walks around with some shitty burner but has a proper phone few people know about. 

It catches you off guard when you expect him to be seated in the corner of the bar, nursing on a whiskey while talking to Steve but hes nowhere to be found. Everyone else is on the dancefloor, which definitely wasn’t Bucky’s scene. Your body doesn’t stop moving while your eyes scan the crowd, where would he- 

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In some universe I like to think Bucky likes to fuck. Hard. He holds back when he has his hands all over your body and he's trying desperately to shut out the monster in his brain screaming to ravage you because he. Wants. To. Fuck.

There are days where he wants that tender loving and he wants to be soft and sweet but on others?

18+

Bucky who loves watching it go in and out.

That’s it. That’s the warning.

Dougie Poynter photographed by Robert Spangle

Baby fever

PAIRING | Husband!Young!Tony Stark x Wife!Fem!Reader

WORD COUNT | 3.7K

SUMMARY | You and Tony have three beautiful children, but since your youngest son is growing up faster than either of you would like, Tony's baby fever is kicking into high gear. He can't get enough of seeing you pregnant, and he's making it his goal to have it happen again. There's enough room in the house for one more, after all.

RATING | Explicit (E)

WARNINGS/TAGS | Established relationship, nicknames (Sunshine, My Love, Baby, Handsome), tooth-rotting fluff combined with toe-curling smut.

SMUT | Porn with a bit of plot, D/S undertones, Sub!Tony is heavily featured throughout the story, breeding/pregnancy kink, lactation kink, drinking of breastmilk (sexual), daddy kink, mommy kink, begging, teasing, hair pulling, nipple play, nipple piercings, thigh riding, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), creampie, aftercare.

A/N | This amazing fic is completely inspired by the lovely @ccbsrmsf1, who has helped me come up with the idea and supported me every step of the way! Carol, this is for you, and I sincerely hope you will enjoy it! I love you, and I cannot thank you enough for being in my life 💜

EVENTS Masterlist | @fluffbruary Fluffbruary '24 | Wish Masterlist | @sweetspicybingo Sweethearts | Nice ass

Banners: Yours truly | Divider: @firefly-graphics | GIF: @ccbsrmsf1

Main Masterlist | Tony Stark Masterlist | AU Masterlist

"I can do....terrible things to you."

Pairing: agardian!reader x Loki

Warnings: profanity, PinV, unprotected sex(wrap it before you tap it), oral sex(f receiving), fingering, dirty talk, use of pet names (Prince, princess, pet, dearest, etc), Loki is a warning in itself, degradation, mocking, name calling (just once I think), choking (for a little while), just smut in general

Author's note: I just wanted to say this is my first ever written fic so have mercy on me. I just really wanted to use that sentence from the Loki series🤭It was also supposed to be shorter...it did not keep to that. I also wanted to say that with the word "undergarment" I do not mean modern day underwear. I mean undergarment as in from the 1700's (like depicted in the photo underneath this text). Don't ask me why I decided to do that, I don't know. I think I've just been watching too much Outlander these last few days. Alr I'll stop my rambling now. I hope everyone enjoys♡

“Oh dear gods, another ball. How many of these are they going to organize?” Was my first thought when Thor asked me to go as his guest yet again the other day. I thought I wouldn’t be going.

CHAPTER NINE

Pairing: Johnny Storm x Female Reader

Word count: 3.4k

Summary: Genie has needs, maybe Johnny would be able to help her with that?

Warnings: SMUT (pregnancy sex, unprotected sex, oral sex f rec), breeding kink, kissing, fluff, talk of insecurities about their bodies, swearing.

MINORS DNI - DO NOT READ IF YOU’RE NOT +18. I DON’T ALLOW MY STORIES TO BE COPIED OR REPOSTED ON OTHER WEBSITES.

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

SERIES MASTERLIST

“God, they’re so hot.” You sighed while watching Johnny, Colin and Curtis training in front of you.

You were sitting next to the treadmills where Cookie and Sexy were now running.

“What? AAHH!” Poor Cookie didn’t manage to finish her inquiry because the second she turned around she lost her balance and almost fell face first on the machine.

Curtis was next to her in a matter of seconds and you giggled at his alarmed face and at Cookie’s embarrassed expression.