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cloudystevie · 2 days ago
˗ˏˋ 𝐣𝐚𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐧’𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ˎˊ˗
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𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨! 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐢 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦!
bolded is what i read + reblogged
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ dancing with the devil @chuckbass-love robert pronge x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ steve’s balls by @donutloverxo steve rogers x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ well taken care of by @bloomingbucky steve rogers x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ good little wife (3) by @donutloverxo andy barber x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ the journey to daddy by @gotnofucks steve rogers x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ improvised distraction by @fairyevans jake jensen x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ a taste of freedom by @mianorth steve rogers x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ shy by @worksby-d andy barber x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ his perfect angel by @buckysbrattybug andy barber x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ to be so loved through it all by @geniedetails andy barber x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ streets by @afriendlyblackhottie chris evans x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ falling autumn by @honeyloverogers bucky barnes x reader x steve
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ made for him by @agentofbarnes ransom drysdale x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ untitled by @ozarkthedog andy barber x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ committed by @afriendlyblackhottie chris evans x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ a different kind of love by @river-soul andy barber x reader x jake jensen
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ comforting kisses by @chrissquares ransom drysdale x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ me & u by @afriendlyblackhottie chris evans x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ pathetic by @buckyhoney chris evans x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ sky blue paradise by @strawbeariefaerie ari levinson x reader
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rocketrhap3000 · 3 days ago
the big 4-0 
requested: hiiii! for chris’ birthday, can you do a futile oneshot of him being insecure for his 40th bday but reader makes sure he knows just how much she loves him and she tells him that the age gap is just *chef’s kiss* like she loves that hes older than her because she feels safe around him and protected and stuff so like a little bit angst but just fluff and smut!!! but only if you want!
a/n: i love this idea so much and i haven’t written any futile oneshots in a while so thanks for the request !! also i can’t believe this man is turning 40? he’s aged like fine wine😌
warnings: slight angst, eating a cupcake in bed(not any kind of food play kink tho!), insecure chris, smut (blowjob, unprotected sex - pls be smart),,, i haven’t written anything in so long please let me know of any other warnings i should put omg
no beta/loosely proofread so please excuse errors!
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June 13th. A morning like any other. Except, a very special occasion. Chris’ birthday. But not just any birthday: his 40th, to be exact. You know he was not looking forward to reaching that number, but you also know, being the little social butterfly he is and the way he loves his family, he’s looking forward to celebrating with you and with them.
A little less than a year ago, you’d just reunited with Chris for the summer. A little less than a year ago, you were having to hide your relationship from practically everyone. Now, both your parents and his parents, all of his close family members, and his close friends are all going to be at the Evans’ house to celebrate the big day. But first, you plan to celebrate with him this morning and you get him all to yourself. 
So, while he’s still sleeping, you sneak out of bed and down to the kitchen where a batch of cupcakes you’d made the night before were sitting, just waiting to be eaten by the birthday boy. Dodger watches you get out of bed and leave the room and, thankfully, opts to stay on his pillow on the floor at the foot of yours and Chris’ bed. 
Down in the kitchen, you anxiously gather what you need. You grab the cupcakes from the fridge, take the top off the container, and your nose is met with the sweet aroma of the sugary treat. You’re proud of how they’ve turned out and you’re excited for Chris to try one. Carefully, you take one cupcake out of the tin and grab a candle to poke into the top of the chocolate frosting. Then, you light the candle, grab a blue napkin that has a silver number 40 on it, slide it underneath the cupcake, and carry it back up to the bedroom.
By the time you arrive back to the room, though, Chris’ eyes are just beginning to open.
“Jeez, y’scared me. I don’t like wakin’ up without you next to me…” his sleepy voice begins to say, sitting up in bed more and the sheets fall from his body to expose his bare chest, littered with intricate ink designs, a chain hanging from his neck, and a layer of light hair. But he interrupts himself when he sees the little treat in your hands. 
“Aw, Sweetheart,” he smiles bashfully.
“Haaappy birthday to you,” you start to sing quietly, but when you see his face and neck flush pink, you instead save him the embarrassment.
Climbing onto the bed beside him, you sit on your knees and hold the cupcake out in front of him to give him a chance to blow out the cute little smiley-face candle. He invites you closer to him, placing two firm hands on your waist.
“Make a wish, Lovie,” you say softly.
“I already have everything I want,” he says cheesily, voice gruff with sleep and a tilt of his head as he gazes into your eyes. But when he sees them roll at his goofy joke, he speaks his wish out loud: “I wish for happiness like this, with you, forever,”
And following his last words, he blows out the candle, causing a tiny amount of smoke to float in the air around the two of you. 
“That’s a good wish,” you mumble as he pulls you into him, causing your mouths to clash in a slow, languid, lustful kiss.
After a few moments, both of you pull away just enough so that you can look down at the cupcake in your hand and start to wriggle it out of the reusable baking liner.
“You made these?” Chris asks, taking a swipe of the frosting off the top. 
“Mhm,” you answer, pulling the candle from the top and offering it to him. He licks it off with a little giggle before you set the candle in the liner on the nightstand. 
“They look delicious,” he compliments.
“Well thank you. I hope they taste just as good,” you laugh softly, unfolding the napkin from your hand to make sure no crumbs slip away.
“Aw, did’ja have to remind me of the number, Sweetheart?” he sighs, seeing the napkin with the number on it, but he gives a charming smile anyway.
“Yeah, it’s exciting,” you gently tell him in return, lifting the cupcake to his mouth. He takes a bite, then chuckles after swallowing. 
“Exciting for you to celebrate, maybe. But I’m not exactly thrilled to be 40 now,” 
“Why not?”
“‘S just another year older, I guess. Just reminds me how much older I am than you,” he laughs lightly again, leaning over and taking another bite from the cupcake in your hands. 
“Chris,” you say, a sad smile gracing your lips as your eyebrows furrow together. 
“It’s true!” he mumbles, frosting sticking to his upper lip. 
“Well, you’re always going to be that much older than me. That’s just how life works. You turning 40 today doesn’t suddenly make the age gap any different,” you say in a teasing tone, leaning up and over to kiss the little spot of frosting off his lip. 
“So you’re okay with the fact that I’m officially an old man now?” he makes fun of himself, but you won’t tolerate it. 
“Chris, I’m so glad we’re the ages that we are. If I’m being honest, I love the gap between our ages. There’s just something about you that sets you apart. You’re wiser, more experienced: and not just in the terms of sex or relationships. You’ve literally experienced more life than I have. You have a more mature outlook on life. And you look out for me. You keep me safe,” you say, placing a hand on his scruffy cheek and running your thumb over his lips.
“Chris, I love you for you. I love who I am with you and I love who we are when we’re together. And part of you is where you are in your life right now. And I want to celebrate your life.”
“What a little poet you are, Honey,” he says teasingly, but you know he’s being serious. He kisses your palm before he leans down to kiss your lips again, freely uttering an, “I love you” once more. You repeat it back to him, followed by a, “Happy birthday, Christopher” mumbled against his sugar-coated lips. 
Soon, the kiss heats up. The remainder of the cupcake is forgotten, set on the nightstand, and all of his attention is turned to you. And all your attention is turn to him. 
“Do I get an early birthday present now?” he asks in a whisper, but his voice is comparable to a growl. 
Sliding your hand under the duvet, you find his lap and you squeeze him through his boxers, eliciting a small grunt from deep in his chest. Feeling just how hard he is already, you pull the covers all the way off his body before helping him out of the fabric covering his thighs, sliding them all the way off of him to completely expose him.
Chris slings his arm around you and grabs a hold on your shoulder, instinctively digging his fingers into your muscles there as you start to slowly stroke him. The head of his member is red and leaking and you let your thumb run over it before leaning down and over to take him into your mouth. Chris’ hand stays with you, gathering your hair out of the way of your face and rubbing your back and neck as you go down on him.
“Fuck, Sweetheart,” he hisses as your tongue swirls around his tip.
Your tongue presses against him, trailing along the vein on the underside of his cock. You try taking more this time and he guides your movements, making sure you can adjust to his size but you can’t help but gag around him as you feel him touch the back of your throat when you go too fast. You rub your thighs together to relieve some of the pressure building up for yourself, too. You swallow, the walls of your throat clenching around him, and Chris moans loudly.
“Fuck, Honey, fuck...”
You continue the actions with your mouth that you know Chris loves, and by the sounds the man above you is making, you can tell he’s getting close. You take him all the way again, and with a high-pitched cry of a moan, his high starts to hit him. And he’s gone for when your throat closes in on him, swallowing his hot release as best as you can.
“Oh my god,” he breathes, placing his hand on your back and bringing you up to meet his eyes “That was fuckin’ incredible.”
“Yeah?” you ask, and he wipes some of his cum from the corner of your mouth.
“Yeah,” he reaffirms, face still strawberry red. 
“Well there’s a lot more where that came from. Ready to go again?” you ask teasingly once you see he’s hard again. “We can do this all day,”
“Goddamn, I’m lucky. Wanna be inside you now, Honey. Can I?”
“The birthday boy will get what he wants,” you smile slyly, as Chris starts to help to undress you, taking off your sleeping shorts and sliding his own over-sized tee shirt off your torso.
Once you’re both completely naked, you toss one of your legs over his lap so that you’re straddling him. Then, without any more waiting, he guides your hips so that you’re hovering over his hardened length.
You press your hands flat against his abdomen to hold your balance as you gently sink down into his hard member, letting out a quiet moan when just his tip enters you.
“Fuck, Chris,” you whimper, sliding down onto him a little further.
“Oh fuck. You feel so good, Honey. So good. Just for me."
You whimper and clench your eyes shut as you slowly feel him bottom out, inch by massive inch.
“Chris,” you moan out, your voice catches in your throat and you struggle to speak, “You’re— fuck, you’re— god, you’re so big,”
“I know, Sweetheart. Doin’ so good for me, though. Feel so fuckin’ good ‘round my cock,”
He places his hand on your lower stomach, feeling the bulge of the size of his member from inside of you.
“Honey. Oh, Honey,” he murmurs lowly, his voice breaking in pleasure.
All you can let out in response is a strangled whimper, rolling your head back and then around to rest your forehead against Chris’ shoulder. He sits up straight against the headboard of the bed and crosses his legs, digging his fingers into the flesh of your ass to pull you closer to him. Your feet wrap around his back and the new angle is even more stimulating for both of you. It takes a moment before you’re ready to move again, having to adjust to his size again before you’re driving your hips down into his once more.
When you feel closer to your climax, you want more control. So you uncurl your legs from around his back and instead bend your knees to press the bottom of your feet into the mattress below you. You meet his thrusts upward with your own bounces down onto his length. Moans and whimpers are accompanied by the slicks sounds from your bodies joining and the bed below you creaking. You can only hope Dodger’s left the room or is still fast asleep. 
It doesn’t take much longer before your tight walls are clenching around him and Chris knows your body better than you do. He knows you’re about to come, and he also knows he’s practically about to burst. 
“Chris, oh god,” you whimper, feeling your legs start to shake.
“Come for me, Honey,” he coos, gathering your hair in one hand to lick and suck on your exposed neck, nothing but a sheen layer of sweat covering your skin, “C’mon, pretty girl, come all over my cock,”
Your climax crashes through you with a breathy moan; you latch on to Chris’ shoulders and throw your head back. He finishes right with you, thrusting up into your tight entrance and coming hard for a second time this morning, painting your walls with his white hot pleasure. 
“Oh god. Oh my god. Holy shit,” he pants, trying to recover his breathing.
A small groan escapes his lips and his eyebrows furrow in pleasure as you lean forward to kiss him. Air is only exchanged from his mouth to yours and your mouth to his, and you only break away when your vision starts to go a little fuzzy from a lack of proper oxygen. His sizable hands still spread wide on your back, brace you and hold you close to him while you both still work on coming back down from your highs.
A few moments pass, and with him still inside of you, before you know it, you’re both slumped down and tangled back in the sheets, your body on top of his, resting comfortably in a state of orgasmic bliss. 
“Happy birthday,” you breathe out, leaning up and pressing a kiss to his beard.
“Y’know, maybe my 40th year won’t be too bad,” he sighs, pulling you closer into his embrace and humming softly against your cheek, “As long as I’m starting it out like this,”
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ozarkthedog · 3 days ago
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warnings: smut. 18+ only. oral sex (male receiving). cum play. grinding. post sexy time cuddles.
word count: 600
author's note: I couldn't stop thinking about how he'd look standing over me with that hair, okay?
Gif credit @pedropcl
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Imagine Ari looking down at you as you take his cock into your mouth. His lean torso a map of valleys and peaks, speckled with chestnut hair. His abdomen flexing with every hoarse moan you pull out of him.
Thick, auburn locks cascade down his face, shading his handsome features as he takes in the sight of you on your knees whimpering with each bob of your head.
"God, what a sight." His fingers outline your jaw as you widen your lips desperate to consume every inch of him.
“Trying to swallow me whole, Baby?” he purrs, a smug grin tugging at his lips, “Can’t get enough of me, huh?”
He's careful to not drive his hips into your mouth too hard as he savors the warmth that's wrapped around him. You tease his crown with swirling licks and build an intense pressure that causes his jaw to go slack.
His teeth clench when you double your speed and milk his length with care. "I can't-" his breath hitches, voice straining as he's just on the edge.
Your eyes flutter shut when you feel him swell, staining your tongue with his musk. His sack is heavy and warm in your hold as you softly roll his balls and feel him growl from the sensation.
The pads of his fingers dig into the curve of your jawbone as his hips take over and thrust into your mouth in a hurried frenzy. Your belly plummets into your core when he lets loose a ragged, drawn out moan of pleasure.
Salty heat envelops your taste buds making you preen and vibrate his sensitive girth. He gives a hearty chuckle from the ripples of over stimulation as your lips curl around his shaft, sucking the last few drops of spend from his sack.
He falls back against the wall with a huff, so spent and worn from your talent. You swirl his seed around in your mouth relishing the taste as he speaks. “Open up, Baby.”
Your mouth parts showing him a watery mix of his seed and drool before you let it spill over your sticky lips. The lewd mixture dribbles down your chin and neck, making a mess of your blouse but you can’t help but smile up at him.
He loves it when you dirty yourself up with him.
“C’mere.” A solid hand to the nape of your neck pulls you to your toes and a searing tongue licks at the fallen spend that stains your skin. You grind your throbbing core against a denim thigh, the smallest amount of pressure making your world spin.
His lips slot over yours, diving his come covered tongue into your mouth as the two of you share his taste. Burly hands drop to your ass and fall into sync with the gyrations against his leg.
A deep growl emits from his bare chest and it makes your core spark to life as you fly head first into a blissful peak. His hold is strong as you ride out your pleasure, coming with a raspy scream into his parted lips.
You come down from your elation with soft kisses and slide from his hold when your heart beat resumes its normal pace. Hazy, cobalt pools shine as you tear off your dirty blouse and opt for one of his t-shirts.
“Let’s take a nap.” You whisper, reaching towards him with a welcoming hand. He intertwines your fingers and spoons into your frame as you settle down into the sheet tousled bed listening to the waves crash in the distance.
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sparkledfirecracker · 5 days ago
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Welcome to my masterlist, where I’m still learning and figuring shit out. Let’s begin shall we?
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sparkledfirecracker · 5 days ago
Ari Levinson Masterlist
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Ari Levinson x Female Reader
Deeds For The Big Screen *
Summary: You’re taking power into your hands when your actors don’t seem to do their job and are wasting expensive production time. Rating: explicit Warnings: 18+, explicit sexual content, explicit language, sexwork, porn industry, vaginal fingering, unprotected sex, oral receiving (f), swearing
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fairyevans · 5 days ago
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welcome to my blog, I’m astro!
❦ female, mexican, she/her, bi, nineteen
❦ libra sun, taurus moon, scorpio rising
❦ you can talk to me in english or spanish, igual me encanta cuando hablo con ustedes :)
❦ uni student, soon to enlist in the navy
❦ face reveal :)
❦ all fics are fem!reader
❦ do not translate or copy and paste my work, I put my heart and soul into my writing, so don’t be a dick pls
❦ I write for chris evans + his characters & sebastian stan’s characters
❦ don’t forget to like, comment & reblog :)
❦ my smut is obviously +18, where I include ddlg, dark themes such as dub-con— my warnings come from my behalf, so it’s up to you to read, or not to read.
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the-iceni-bitch · 6 days ago
Congratulations Natalie 🎉🎉✨
Your slutty wheel of fortune was so fun, I’m cackling. Seeing ‘squirting’ in confetti was exactly what I needed! So here you go queen:
Squirting + Ari + “You’re going to need crutches when I’m done fucking you.”
Bronte!!!! Holy fuck this is such a good one! I started cackling as soon as I saw it.
Thicc beefcake smut, no minors!
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You could feel Ari's gaze following you through his house, his eyes searing your flesh wherever they caught you.
The man had been giving you those lingering glances for weeks. Ever since you started consulting at his architecture firm, he'd been thinking about you a little too much. He'd never jerked off at the office before until he had caught that brief glimpse of your pretty lace bra when you had bent over next to him to review his presentation.
You were loving every fucking second of it. Was it extremely unprofessional trying to seduce someone you were working with, even if it was only for a couple of months? Yes. Could anyone really blame you? No. Your friends had immediately stopped all their objections once you had pulled up his Instagram page, especially when they got a look at him in a wetsuit.
But he wasn't making a move, and it was driving you crazy. You didn't know what else you could do to break him. You almost went into the office without panties yesterday, but that was too forward even for you.
So now you were drinking a glass of sangria in a snit at his monthly cookout, frustrated that your typical seduction dance didn't seem to be working on this man. You hated making the first move.
The party was starting to wind down, your other coworkers slowly filtering out and muttering polite goodbyes as the tension between you and Ari steadily rose until it was almost suffocating. You turned to set your glass on the counter and drew in a deep breath as you prepared to pounce on him.
"So... Jesus Christ!" You had no idea how he made it from the front door to the kitchen so fast but you were not ready for him to wrap his arms around your waist and start growling against your lips. "Fucking finally!"
"I'm sick of your goddamn teasing." He snarled as he lifted you off the floor and started carrying you towards the bedroom. "If I had to go one more week watching you prowl around the office in those barely professional outfits, I was going to explode."
"Well excuse me for having to up my game so you would finally make a move, Levinson." You ripped his shirt open and tossed it down the hall, humming when you could run your fingers through his perfect chest hair. "I can't believe you didn't cave when I practically shoved my tits in your face."
"Of course you did that on purpose." He rolled his eyes and gripped the hem of your dress, pulling it over your head and sighing at the sight of your nipples pebbling in anticipation. "Fuck me."
"I've been trying to." You grinned at him and reached behind you to open the door to his bedroom. "Not my fault your stubborn ass took fucking forever."
"God, that mouth." He wasted no time tossing you on the bed and working on unbuckling his belt. "Part of me wants to shove something in there to shut you up, but I think I'm gonna wreck that pretty pussy first."
"Yeah, how you gonna do that?" Your teasing smirk fell as your mouth dropped open once his pants fell to the floor, his cock springing fee and bouncing up against his abs and making your whole mouth fill with saliva. "Wow. I mean, my expectations were high, but, shit."
"You think you can handle all of it?" Now his tone was teasing, his fist dragging over his prodigious length as he strode forward to stand between your knees.
"Oh, I can take it." You were not going to give up your upper hand that easily.
"Good." He grinned at your yelp when he flipped you over and dragged your hips back against his own. "I'd normally take my time and savor this, but now I've got a good look at you," Your whole body jolted when he slapped your pussy, a low growl vibrating his chest when he watched your hole twitch and sucked your slick off his fingers. "And I don't think I can do that anymore."
All you could do was shriek when he speared into you, his hips smacking against your ass at a vicious pace while his fingers dug into your waist.
"Ah, fuck. Ari!" He was dragging over your sweet spot with each drive of your hips and making it impossible to think straight, your voice leaving you in a thin wail as he brought you right to the edge almost embarrassingly fast. You could feel the thoughts draining from your head like honey out of a broken jar, your mouth falling open and your fingers digging into the bedding painfully as you tried to keep yourself from shattering.
"Don't hold back now, honey, c'mon." Ari curled over your back and buried his face in your hair, his hands moving to dig into your tits as he nipped at your ear. "Choke my cock with that tight little cunt."
Those filthy words sent you right over the edge, a strangled moan falling from your lips as you spasmed wildly underneath him. Your release coated his length in a thick cream that made it easier for his movements to grow even more wild. His breath was hot as he panted against your neck, one of his hands trailing up your neck until he could cup your jaw and turn your face so he could devour your mouth with his.
This was exactly what you needed. The unbridled passion and need completely overwhelming all your other senses until it was just the two of you, your bodies writhing together in a frenzied embrace as you abandoned all your carefully gathered control.
He swallowed each of your tiny mewls greedily, grinning against your lips as your hips started moving to meet each of his thrusts. Your back arched to give him better access to your mouth, your tongues curling against each other in a wild tangle while your pleasure started gathering again in a fury.
"Jesus fucking Christ." You started muttering a string of curses when he shoved his knees under your thighs and brought the two of you up to a seated position. He somehow managed to twist your spine even further so he could duck under your arm and wrap his lips around your as much of your breast as would fit in his mouth and sucking a harsh bruise against your skin, sending a jolt directly to your core. "Ah, shit."
The brush of his teeth was all you needed to fall apart, your fingers digging into his hair and yanking harshly as your whole body tried to arch off the bed. Your breath left you in a desperate scream as you fluttered wildly around him, his arm around you waist holding you close and keeping you pressed to his body as he continued mouthing at the curve of your breast.
He had fully intended to keep going, but when he felt you squirt all over his lap that went out the window. You felt more than heard his soft grunt against your skin, his hips stuttering a few times as he pumped his thick cum into your pulsing heat.
Both of you sagged into the bed when you were finished, the odd angle of your previous position making it so Ari's face was pinned under your breasts. Neither of you seemed to mind though, your fingers running through his hair lazily as the two of you panted against each other.
"Well, fuck, baby." He rolled you over and rested his face on your chest. "I have to say, the payoff was definitely worth the wait."
"Says you." It was too hard for you not to be a bitch so why bother trying. "I just can't help thinking we could have been doing this the whole time."
"Fuck's sake." He snorted and rolled his eyes as he sat up over you, pushing his hair out of your face and giving you a playful scowl. "Only you would complain after I gave two pretty spectacular orgasms. Don't fucking talk." His lips smashed against yours to keep you from sassing him again, his body covering yours as he forced your thighs apart with his own. "Hope you don't have any other plans this weekend, cause we're gonna make up for lost time. You're gonna need crutches when I'm done fucking you."
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the-iceni-bitch · 6 days ago
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✨You guys!!!!! ✨
It is still so weird to me that so many of you have followed my freaky blog. I cannot believe that 3000 of you are into the nasty shit I churn out!
To celebrate, I’ve decided to do a little drabble request extravaganza.
Here’s some rules for those of you who want to play:
First spin the kink wheel! You can pick up to two kinks per request
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Once you’ve got your results, send me an ask (anon or not) and I’ll churn out a drabble with them! (Or as close to a drabble as my no chill ass can do) and if you want me to write for one of my established couples just let me know 😉
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itsthestutterforme · 8 days ago
Respect 3/3
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Summary: Your body started displaying physiological symptoms and it was your body telling you that Ari was your soul tie. Fast-forward, you decided to surprise Ari at work and you were the one that ended up surprised.
Notes: mention of Alpha!Steve and Beta!Bucky, A/B/O dynamics, 18+ Smut,
Ari drives you back to the house and even though you didn't leave the car yet, you felt a longing for him. Both of your hands were intertwined and resting on your lap while you look out the window. You two sat in comfortable silence and he brings your hand up to his lips for a soft kiss.
"I'm not crazy, right? You feel this too?" He asks, breaking the silence. "It's like a compulsion to constantly be around each other, right?" "Perfectly said, yes." He says. "Yeah I feel it too." "Have you ever felt this before with your previous partners?" He asks.
Shaking your head, you gently touch over the mark he left on your shoulder this morning during sex. He asked to mark you before he did, of course. He's definitely risen your expectations of others. "So what does that mean for us?" He asks, his eyes ghosting over yours.
"You might have met your mate, Mr. Levinson." You say with a smile and you felt his scent spike. "You think so?" "Let's see." You pull away from his hand and set his hand back in his lap. "See if you can't touch me the entire ride home," you add.
"But we're fifteen minutes from your house." He whines. "Exactly." You hike your left leg up and shift your body towards the door as you looked back out of the window. "Y/N," "Yes," you say innocently, not looking at him.
"Damn it." Glancing over at him, he has a white knuckle grip on the steering wheel. A small smile plays on your lips and you rest your chin on your palm. He was really struggling and honestly, you were too. Which kind of proves your point.
He pulls into the driveway and your body started to tremble weakly. He opens the door and you stand from the car. He walks you to the front door and you said, "Thank you for the date. I had a lot of fun." "I had fun too," he says, reaching for you chin but pulled away with a growl.
You walk through the door and wave goodbye before closing the door. With your back pressed against the door, you notice the entire pack and family staring at you with large smiles plastered on their faces.
"Look at her, she's glowing." You heard someone say. "His scent is strong on her," "He smells amazing," "I wished he picked me," "Enough!" Your Alpha snaps before returning her gaze to you with a smile. "How did the date go?" She adds.
"A lot better than I expected," you say, kicking off of the door, your body trembled a lot worse now. She notices and asks, "Is that from the sex?" "No, I.. I think we're bonded."
"What? From one night?" "I don't know, okay. I made a bet that he couldn't touch me the entire way home to test out the theory and now.." you trail off to look at your trembling hands.
The next thing you knew, you were running to the door and opening it to find Ari raising his hand to knock on the door. "Baby," he says and you rush into his arms.
Someone closes the door to give you privacy and Ari gently pushes you against the sidings of the house.
His hand shakes against your skin and he asks, "Can I scent you? "Y-yes." He holds onto your waist and pulls you against his warm chest.
He buries his face into you neck, just above your mating gland. Both of your bodies slowly stopped shaking and you turn your face to kiss his skin along his collar bone.
"What the hell is wrong with us?" You ask. "You were right, we're bonded," he says pulling away only a little. He rubs his nose against yours and your hands find his chest.
"So that means we can't be apart?" "I guess so." He runs his thumb over your mating gland and his eyes snap to yours.
"Do it." "I want to wait until tonight." He ghosts a kiss over the mating gland before pressing a warm kiss to your lips, humming when you nip at his bottom lip.
It's been about a month since Ari mated you and the trembling after being away from each other faded. I guess that was your body's way of telling you he was the one for you. You went to surprise him at his job as a CEO when you overheard him talking amongst friends.
"I don't know how to explain it guys. It's like my body only knows how to function when she's around. I mean the trembling stopped but my mind goes to the same place when she's gone." Ari explains. "Sound like she's more than your mate, Ari. She might be her soul tie." A man answers.
"Soul tie?" Ari repeats. "She saved my life guys. I thought I was going to forever alone or settle for a woman I didn't geniunely love and now I met her." "I appreciate every little thing about her. Like she would go out of her way to make sure the coast is clear everywhere she goes." He continues to rant to his friends about you.
Tears prick your eyes, you've never had someone verbalize their appreciation to you before. They mainly take advantage of it and don't reciprocate. The only ones that dont do that is Ari and your Alpha.
The door opens and Ari walks out. "Baby, did you.. how much did you hear?" He asks, cupping your cheeks to kiss away your tears. His friends file out of his room and he pulls you into his room before locking it.
"I heard enough," you say with a sniffle. "I'm sorry," you add. "You don't have to be ashamed of your emotions, Y/N." He says, motioning you to sit down. Sitting down next to you, he places a comforting hand on your leg.
"I wanted to surprise you at work, but I guess you surprised me instead. No one's ever told me anything like that before." You explain, tucking a few loose strands behind your ear.
"It was all true," he says, lifting your chin and kissing you warmly. You lean back into the sofa and he follows you down, hiking a leg over his waist. You moan when you feel his hard on against your clothed bundle.
You unbutton his dress shirt he pulls your tank top and bra over your head. He kneads your nipples with his thumbs and you arch your back, yelling out when he sinks his teeth into your mating gland again.
You pull his dress shirt off his shoulders and groan when you see his black tank top that you love so much. Unbuckling your jeans, he pulls them down your legs and kiss up your legs warmly. He unbuckles his slacks and takes out his throbbing length.
Tearing your panties off, you wrap your legs around his waist. The force shoves him inside your slick and your mouth hangs open. "Look at you, so needy for me. Aren't your baby?" He teases, licking between your breasts.
"Ari, please." You encourage. Your nails dig into his hair and back when he drives into you hard and fast. He leans upwards to lean one of his hands on the arm rest before snapping his hips at a different angle that hits that spot over and over again.
Your eyes fluttered closed when he circles your clit with his thumb. "Fuck," he grumbles when your walls fluttered with your orgasm, pushing him off the edge. "I love you," you say breathlessly. "Marry me," he says, resting his forehead against yours.
"Y/N?" You turn your head to see a very angry Steve and a worried Bucky. You all stare at each other, waiting for someone to say the first word. The silence was deafening.
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itsthestutterforme · 8 days ago
Respect 2/3
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Summary: You went on a date with Ari and spends the whole day with him. You two grew closer a lot faster than you anticipated and now you can't get enough of him.
Notes: A/B/O dynamics, 18+ Smut
"I still can't believe you arranged a date for me," you say, walking up the stairs of the family you're visiting. "Oh come on, Y/N. Don't pretend like he's not attractive. He's more then attractive, he's hot." "Oh, well if you think he's so hot. Why don't you go on a date with him? It's a win-win."
"Uh uh, you're not getting out that easy. And besides, he likes you, not me." She explains. "And on top of it, he asked for consent. I haven't encountered and alpha that does that. So just please give him a chance." She adds.
"Okay fine. You're right." You say with a sigh and she holds her chest in disbelief. "Y/N saying I'm right? Who are you and what did you do with Y/N?" "I'm right here," you say, nudging her shoulder playfully. "Thank you for having my back earlier. It really has been a blessing having you here with us."
She holds your hand into both of hers and you two exchange a look of content before walking inside the house.
The date was today but it wasn't like any ordinary date. Ari wanted to spend the entire day together, from breakfast to dinner. Which is unlike any other date you've ever been on, but you play along. You're very curious as to where this day would go.
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You slide on a dark green two piece outfit. The top was off the shoulder and the bottom were a loose, bohemian style. You pull your Y/H/T, Y/H/C hair into two thick braids and to top it all off, you wore black heals. The make up was minimal because you didn't want to take too much away from the outfit.
Definitely not what you're used to wearing but you know how to dress up. You just rarely do it. Walking down the stairs to get a fit check from you pack and wolf whistles crowd the room. "Who is that? I know that's not Y/N." One of them said.
"Is it too much?" You ask, brushing your hands over your thighs. "No, of course not. Don't you change a thing." Your Alpha encourages. Right on time, Ari rings the door bell and you bring you purse when your Alpha stops you. "What?"
"He's paying for everything, he wanted me to make sure you leave your purse at home." Oohs crowd the room and you shush them before grabbing your phone and advancing towards the door.
You open the door to reveal Ari wearing a silk, white button up with black slacks. His top buttons were open, exhibiting his white woman beater and gold chain. Everything about him was intoxicating. You were starting to get dizzy from his scent and his cologne alone.
"My God, you look beautiful." He greets. "Thank you. You look dashing yourself, the chain was a nice touch." "Thank you." Closing the door, you both walk to his BMW where he opens the door for you. "And they say chivalry is dead." You say when he sits in the drivers seat.
"It's nearly extinct. Men don't know how to read people and situations. Yet the don't understand why all the women they encounter want to rip their heads off." He says, resting his arm on the middle console before reversing out of the driveway.
"How's your pack feeling from the other day?" He adds. "We're all healed, all except Heidi. She took a few blows from the Alpha. But she's a tough cookie, she'll get through it." You explain. "You're a very tight knit pack. Familial."
"Something like that. But it didn't start out that way." "Oh really? Do tell." He says. "Well.. I was a bit of a brat." You drag out, making him laugh. "I one hundred percent believe that," he says. "How dare you," you tease.
You notice a few chest tattoos peeking out from his collar. "You must have a high pain tolerance," you say, motioning to his tattoos. "Yeah, I have seven total, I think. Maybe more, I lost count." "So where did you get your chivalry from?" You ask, noticing that we're pulling into the parking lot of a cafe.
"My mother. She taught me everything I know. My father was rarely around because he was traveling around for his job. He was a lawyer. She passed about a year ago." He explains. He turns off his car, but shifts his body so he is looking at me, searching for a reaction.
"I'm sorry to hear that.. a year ago in three days marks the day my mate was murdered. His death started a chain reaction that I'm still trying to manage." You say, avoiding his gaze, scared that he thinks I'm a lost cause.
"Then I guess we both have someone to honor today." Your eyes snap to his and your heart flutters when he sends you a warm smile. Something about this man..
You sit at the table, your face resting against your palm as you watch Ari cook chicken and shrimp scampi. The entire he surprised you, he is definitely not an ordinary man.
"How are you still single, Ari?" You ask. Chuckling, he answers, "I've been told because I'm a little too old fashioned."
"Really?" You say with disbelief. He shrugs his shoulders and you add, "Unbelievable." "How are you still single?" He asks. "Because all of the betas and alphas that tried to pursue me, I've threatened to rip out their throats." You answer nonchalantly.
He raises an eyebrow at you and you add, "What, they were assholes." He turns the stove on low and tosses the towel on the counter. "Would you rip out my throat?" "Are you asking if I would or if I could?" "Both," "Now why would I want to do that?"
He stands in front of you and you look up at him. "Can I kiss you?" He asks after a few moments of silence. Standing from the table, you nod for a few beats. He cups your cheeks and breathes slowly as he nears your lips, but they don't collide with yours.
He was testing you, to see if you wanted him. You step closer and press your lips to his. Caressing your cheeks, his lips lock with yours in a slow kiss. Your heart bangs in your chest when he sucks on your tongue before pulling away. "Can I go further?" He asks breathlessly.
"God, yes," you say, making him chuckle. He kisses you slowly again. You could tell he was going to savor every single second with you. You slide your pants down your legs and step out of them. He lifts you up on the counter and push you on your back gently.
Kissing and nipping at the skin as he descends down your body. He kisses down one thigh and up the other, your fingers never leaving his hair. He licks your clothed bundle through your panties and your back arches, begging for friction.
He hooks his fingers along the band and takes them off slowly kissing the revealed skin. Humming, you spread your legs a little and he smiles in between your legs. "You smell amazing, baby." He takes you in his mouth and sucks on the nub in long strokes.
Your body was already starting to thrash around, jolting with every flick of his tongue. "Oh, Ari," releasing an airy moan. He pushes your legs further down and pulls a chair out in front of you. He sits down and licks his lips before resuming his motions.
Starting from the bottom to the very top, he laps your folds and pays special attention to your clit. Your legs started to tremble as the knot in your stomach intensified. You look down to see him closing his eyes to savor the taste of his pussy on his tongue.
That was all it took for you first orgasm to wash over you. Your eyes were screwed shut for a moment before you realize that he was still eating you out. He uses his thumbs to spread your folds apart before rolling his tongue over your clit. He rubs your clit with his thumb before sinking his tongue in and flicking his tongue around.
Your nails scrap the dining table when his tongue brushes against an internal g spot. "Fuck, Ari!" You yell out when your second release comes over you. Starting to get the shakes, he shushes you gently. Though you've orgasmed twice already, you still had plenty of energy.
It's been nearly six months since you had sex. Between the pack and thinking about Y/M/N, you opted out of having sex. So you were going to enjoy every minute of this. Sitting up from the table, you watch as he stands from his chair. Your hands first work on his dress shirt.
You unbutton everything before pulling it off his shoulder slowly, admire every dip and curve of his biceps. He pulls off his white woman beater and you pull him closer to you. Kissing down his neck and licking across his mating gland, he throws his head back.
You tilt his head straight by pulling down on his chin and kissing him again. This time, he grows more desperate for you and your touch. You both scramble to get his pants off. He takes off his boxers and you moan at his length.
He kisses you again and you wrap your arms around his neck. You both moan into each other's mouths when he slides himself in your slick. Your walls clench when he bottoms out. "Ari please, I want you."
His chain dangles as you're under him and he begins to move in slow, hard thrusts. The dinner table shakes with every thrust and you roll you hips whenever he pulls out a little. Your body stutters when he hits the same spot over and over again.
"Baby, I'm close." He says into your ear. Your head is thrown back when he circles your clit with his index finger. "Oh!" Your claws dig into his back as you cream on his dick. With two more thrusts, he comes and his breath fans over your chest.
Some of his hair is sticking on his forehead and you gently brushing it out of his face. He didn't look tired at all, not even a little bit. You wanted more, and he knew that. He just wanted you to say it. "Ari," you say softly, running a hand along his back.
He picks you up and wraps your legs around his waist. He walks you against the wall and leans you against it to pull off your top and bra all in one swift motion. He takes one of your nipples into mouth and swirls his tongue around the sensitive bud.
"Ari, please!" He slides himself back inside of you with harder thrusts. Your body caves in with every one of this thrust and you fucking loved it. He pulls away from your breast and spits on the other breast before kneading both nipples with his hands.
Loud moans escape your lips and he silences them with a kiss. Your third orgasm washed over you as he licked up the base of your neck. "God, you're so beautiful." He says before kissing you softly.
Still buried inside of you, he walks you into the bedroom and sits on the edge of the bed. His hands rest on the middle of your back to steady you. You plant one foot on either side of him and rocked your hips back and forth, sinking up and down every time you moved forward.
He moans gracefully into you neck as you do a little grind when bouncing up and down, yelping when he brushes against a g spot. Pushing his back into the bed, you move his hands to your waist and rest your hands on top of his.
You alternate between rocking your hips and bouncing up and down with a soft grind. His lenth twitches inside of you and you pump the remaining length that wasn't in your pussy. Within seconds, he cums and you continued to roll your hips until you came.
This time you slowly lick up his mating gland and he moans softly. You slide off of him and lay down next to him, breathing heavily. "That was.. you sealed the deal. There's no way you can shake me now, baby." He says, pulling you into his chest.
"Oh yeah?" You say, straddling his waist and rubbing your nose against his teasingly. "You're going to burn the scampi," you add, running away from him and heading to the kitchen, giggling when he catches up to you and lifts you into his arms.
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sweeterthanthis · 9 days ago
“thought you said you weren’t wet?”
“look how fucking gone you are..”
Oh, fuck me.
I'm gonna use both of these, for our big, beardy Ari.
A little smut below the cut. Warnings: Mild brat taming, vaginal and anal fingering, Ari's dirty mouth, 18+.
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It wasn't often that Ari bared the brunt of your attitude, but today, oh today you were feeling some type of way. Easily agitated, sulky, snapping for no reason; and he wasn't having it.
Ari knows exactly how to lift your spirits, turn you into a needy, desperate mess. His hands wrapping around your waist from behind, fingers digging into your tummy just enough to let you know he wasn't gonna take your smart mouth any longer.
"Know what happens when you're a brat, don't you, baby?" He'd whisper hungrily in your ear, palms cupping your breasts while his thumbs work at your nipples through the thin, cotton material of your dress. "Bet you're already making a mess in those panties for me, aren't you?"
"I'm not, m'not wet, and I'm not in the mood." You huff, your body betraying your determination, thighs clenching together in anticipation when he slips his big hand beneath the hem of your dress, cupping your pussy from behind, chuckling against the nape of your neck when he finds you damp and pulsing.
"Thought you said you weren't wet?" He teases, slipping your panties to the side and dipping his index finger through your sloppy folds, smearing your arousal up around your throbbing clit. "Know what you need, just gotta get you sweet enough and you'll be my good girl again."
The burn when he slips his fingers inside you never fails to make your eyes water, but god, the way he strokes your insides, the filthy whispers in your ear, the way his thumb presses up against your asshole - it turns you into a garbled mess in no time.
"Look how fucking gone you are." He taunts, pussy stuffed full and his thumb breaking through the tight ring of muscle between your cheeks, your moans turning to breathy hiccups in your throat. "Yeah, there she is. There's my good girl."
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balenciagabucky · 9 days ago
Ari spoke again. "You said it was okay to ask you, to tell you... I'm telling you. I need you, right now."
Again that growl, he never known lived so close to the surface, and he finds your cunt, so slick and fragrant, with his hands. He allows his fingers to play over you, as though mapping you as his mouth draws closer. Kisses on your wet thighs, but you, queen, you are aroused for him. He feels his cock throbbing angrily against the mattress. With every taste, it hardens a little more, and he realizes he’s thrusting gently, the pressure is so very exquisitely uncomfortable... Then his mouth is on you and you emit a sharp cry. He licks you from stern to bow, reveling in your ragged breathing. His tongue thrusts into your pussy, as deeply as he can go. He wants to go deeper into you. Then he’s  seeking out your clit, that pulsing little bundle of nerves, and you let him know when he found it, that delicious buck of your hips, your hands grasping his head. He slips two fingers in and begin to fuck you, slowly, and you are having none of it.
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balenciagabucky · 11 days ago
farmer! ari fucking you in the bed of his truck
pairing || farmer!ari x fem!reader
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The truck door is opened and you stepped up first with a slight shove to her rear. The place on your ass that he touched feels as though it's been seared. You can hardly calm yourself, you want him so badly. He follows you into the back of the truck and motions to the bed. Suddenly he grabs you by the hair at the nape of your neck. He winds the hair into to his and pulls your face to his. Your lips are smooth, his kisses are deep and forceful. You undress quickly, letting clothes fall as you will and he lays down on the bed with his member standing at full attention, a sight that causes you to physically quake.
You stand and throw one long leg across his body and lowering herself onto his thick throbbing member. You push it inside yourself only one inch. Then you rise just short of letting it pop out. You lower yourself again, this time an inch further and glide back up. You were so wet that your movements were making a slick swoosh. One more time, you begin to move downward, the inside of you squeezing him tight. You can't take it any longer. You lower yourself downward and moan. Up again. Down. You begin moving faster and landing harder. He tells her how much he needed you and think you could come anytime now and so you open her eyes and look into his face. His rapture is quite complete. He is intense but has more to offer her. His load. "Do you want it? Do you want me to come in you?" You’ve have been working up to this climax for weeks. His giant hands grab you roughly around the hips and slam you down. Hard, he lifts you up and at this point, you’re no longer working at all. He pulls you hard against him and releases himself into you just the same time you release all over him. You begin to yell out in pleasure; who can hear them anyway?
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labella420 · 12 days ago
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Hello! Welcome to my bordello! Just a few things before we continue!
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Ready For You
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Fifth Base
Ready or Not
Perfect Ending
Our Family
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moonlight-onyx · 12 days ago
Can you do a fic where the reader surprises chris at his hotel room while he’s on tour and they do the nasty (include that too) and the avengers cast hears them. then the next day they all tease him before a panel and either seb or anthony says the reader has porn star moans and chris gets annoyed
thin walls.
pairing: (chris evans x fem!reader)
summary: you slip off to chris’ room the night before the conference and sebastian & anthony realize just how thin the walls of your hotel really are.
** this work contains nsfw content. minors are not to interact, read all warnings before continuing.
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word count: 3.5k
warnings: smut, unprotected sex, enemies to lovers, angst, oral (f rec), very little fluff, aftercare
request status: open
chris evans masterlist
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you were dreading this conference for a few reasons. number one, the early mornings. number two, having to deal with chris. and number three, having to hide the real reasons why the two of you “hated” each other from the rest of your castmates.
you didn’t hate each other, it was more of a longing that caused the two of you to bicker as much as you did. you were constantly at each other’s throats, and if you weren’t then it was only because one of you was too busy fucking the other.
you and chris were exclusive, to say the least, but definitely not official in the slightest. but that was your idea, not his. personally, he wanted everyone to know that you were off limits, that you were his girl, but you didn’t want to deal with the media or the judgement that was sure to follow the headlines, “y/n y/l/n dating captain america.” nothing you did would be good enough, even if it was completely fine, and you knew that, you just didn’t want to deal with it. so you didn’t.
your entire day was shit. you woke up late and almost missed the tour bus, barely making it to the station on time. then you realized that you forgot to charge your phone and left your charger at your house, along with the book you were planning on bringing. you fell asleep in an awkward position which strained your neck terribly and to top it all off, you got stuck sitting next to chris.
the smirk he gave you when you realized that the seat beside him was the only one left made you want to slap him, but you rolled your eyes in response instead. for the entire twelve hour drive chris was annoying you. not purposefully, but it was still happening.
“can you cut it out?” you hissed quietly when he wouldn’t stop bouncing his leg, the same one that was spread so far that it was rubbing up against your own. “i’m trying to take a nap.”
“didn’t you just wake up?” he countered, brow raised slightly.
“just stop bouncing your leg,” you rolled your eyes and bunched up your jacket, using it as a pillow against the window.
“whatever you say, princess,” chris mumbled under his breath, causing you to stomp on his foot. “ow! what the hell?”
“don’t be a smartass,” you smirked at him and closed your eyes, sighing contently. so, as payback, chris “accidentally” elbowed you when he turned in his seat to talk to sebastian.
the rest of the ride was full of little moments like those and death glares that turned into painfully longing looks to the back of their head as soon as the other person turned around.
when you finally arrived at the hotel at almost seven p.m. you were each assigned your room number and roommate. you were in a room with lizzie, chris with rdj, sebastian with anthony, hemsworth with hiddleston and the rest of everyone else was roomed up accordingly. lizzie was out doing something, you couldn’t remember what, and robert was also conveniently missing, hearing something about a quick get-together at the bar around the corner.
some of your castmates decided to head out to stretch their legs after that long car ride, and you didn’t blame them, but you definitely didn’t join them. you’d decided to stay in, order room service, watch some movies and get cleaned up for the night. you were getting ready to go to sleep after your shower when you realized that your phone was missing. you groaned internally and rolled your eyes as you pulled on a sweater and some slippers, making your way down the hall.
you knocked on the wooden door, your arms folded across your chest as you waited for chris to open it, a surprised smile on his face. When he met your tired eyes “y/n?”
“i think i accidentally put my phone in your bag,” you muttered quietly, looking behind him.
“i haven’t seen it but you’re welcome to look.”
you furrowed your brows at him slightly, wondering why he was being so sweet to you. “what’s it like? being roommates with rdj?”
chris chuckled quietly and sat on the bed, handing you his bag to look through, “i wouldn’t know, he’s been out all night.”
you nodded, “lizzie, too. they’re probably still getting drinks.”
he hummed in agreement.
you ran a hand over your face in annoyance, “it’s not here. how the hell can someone lose a phone?”
“i can call it if you want?” chris offered up, a sympathetic look in his eyes.
“it’s dead.”
“right,” he dropped his head, “that sucks. sorry i can’t be of more help.”
you shrugged, “s’fine. just annoying that i always seem to be losing shit.”
he snickered quietly as he leaned back against the headboard, his fingers interlocked behind his head comfortably. “you look stressed.”
you sat on the bed next to his legs, your eyes shut tightly as you let out a bitter sigh, “yeah, i guess that’s a word for it.”
chris thought about giving you a snide remark like he usually would, but after seeing the pure exhaustion written all over your features, he decided against it. “you wanna talk about it?”
your head snapped over toward him, your eyes narrowed in suspicion. “what?”
he shook his head slightly and raised his hands lazily, “i was just offering.”
“why?” you whispered, eyes still locked with his blue ones.
“what d’you mean, why? you seem like you’re going through something, i just wanted to see if you were okay.”
now it was your turn to snicker. “since when do you even give a shit about me being okay, evans?”
he scoffed quietly, “since always, y/l/n.”
you nodded slowly, clearly in disbelief of his words as you looked around the room, “yeah, i’m so sure.”
“what’s it gonna take for me to make you believe that i actually care about more than just trying to get off with you, y/n?”
you shrugged and stood up, suddenly needing to be alone. “i shoulda just asked you for it in the morning.”
“y/n,” chris called after you, standing quickly, but not moving from the side of the bed. “don’t run away, not again. please.”
you froze, your hand barely brushing up against the cold metal of the door handle. you knew exactly what he meant, the sadness in his tone told you. you’d snuck out in the middle of the night one night after letting it slip out.
you could hear his heart beating steadily in his chest. not too soft, not too hard. the sound was soothing, as was the warmth of his bare body against your own. but as soothing as it all felt, you could never truly feel comfortable when you were with him. it was nothing against him, just something buried deep inside of you that was desperately trying to claw its way through your chest.
“i love you,” you barely heard your own words, your air catching in your chest when they registered in your mind.
chris’s heart fluttered in his chest and he smiled softly, though you couldn’t hear it, “i love you, y/n.”
he’d thought that the two of you had finally made some progress. he was sorely mistaken.
you were gone before the sun came up, a steady stream of hot tears cascading down your cheeks as you rushed to your car as quietly as you could. that night might’ve been the only night that you were truly thankful for the near silence of your car’s hybrid engine.
chris woke up, expecting you to still be in his arms. when you weren’t, he kept a sliver of hope as he walked downstairs. he was met with a note on his kitchen counter.
i can’t do this. i’m sorry.
he clenched his jaw and blinked away the tears that were slowly gathering in his eyes, shaking his head softly. he should’ve known better than to fall for you, not after the amount of times that the two of you had repeated this pattern before.
one of you opens up and is gone by morning. without fail. chris can’t blame you, though. he still remembers the few times he’d left you hanging. while he regretted his actions deeply after the fact, it doesn’t change anything.
you took a deep breath and turned, your guilty expression meeting chris’ heartbroken one. “i don’t know what you want me to say, chris.”
“i just wanna know why you left,” he muttered quietly, biting at the inside of his cheeks.
“i don’t know why i left,” you shrugged, feeling your throat close up slowly, “i shouldn’t have said it.”
“did you mean it?”
“well, yeah, but-”
“then why’d you leave?”
you moved closer to him, stopping when you were just in front of him. “because i was scared you’d leave if i didn’t do it first.”
chris let out a laugh, “you really think i’d leave you? you really can’t see how much of a hold you have over me? i mean, just about everyone sees it except for you.”
“that’s not true-”
he quickly opened his phone and showed you a set of messages from anthony. it was a picture of you on the bus, after you’d fallen asleep, with your head resting on chris’s shoulder. he’d just so happened to fall asleep with his head resting against yours, both of you sporting a soft smile. anthony sent it with one short message attached, “well that’s what i call love at first hatred, what about you?”
you sighed quietly, “i don’t wanna hurt you, chris.”
“i’m a big boy, y/n. i can handle it.”
“you’re not gonna quit, are you?”
he smiled at you, “you want me to answer that?”
you let out a quiet giggle and pulled him down slowly as you looked into his big blue eyes, filled with nothing but love for you.
it was like all the tension in the room just dissipated when the two of you finally kissed. maybe it was because this might’ve been the first time neither of you were hiding a part of yourselves. or maybe it was because it wasn’t needy for once, but slow, just the two of you wanting to feel each other.
as innocent as the kiss may have started, though, chris had picked you up and carried you over to the bed, propping himself up on his hands as he continued kissing you. you slowly dragged your nails up his bare chest in the way that you knew drove him crazy.
you broke the kiss with a quiet gasp, your head immediately tilting to the side to allow him to kiss at your neck, “c-chris.”
he hummed against you, one of his hands gingerly making its way up your sweater to massage at your chest. you felt far too aware of the amount of clothes covering your body at the moment, a quiet whine slipping from your lips.
“what is it, princess? what do you need?” he questioned quietly between kisses.
“you. i need you chris, please.” you ran your fingers through his hair, tugging softly when he found your sweet spot.
“yeah? you sure you’re not gonna leave again?”
“i won’t. i promise,” you pulled him back to where he was kissing you again, the strain of desperation fueling your actions. “won’t ever leave again.”
he let out a tiny sigh or relief against your lips and kissed you for a moment before pulling away to pull the sweater from your body.
your eyelids fluttered softly when he started sucking at your nipple, massaging the other in one of his hands. your fingers moved to thread through his soft hair, groaning quietly when he pulled away with a lewd pop.
“chris, baby,” you breathed out, your pupils blown with need, “please.”
he smirked at you, slipping off your shorts and panties quickly, the cold air making you flinch slightly. chris let out a low whistle as he licked his lips, so close to where you needed him.
“i don’t think i’ll ever be able to get over how fucking gorgeous this little pussy is,” he groaned, the ache in his hardened cock only growing.
any and all thoughts you had before went out the window when you felt his tongue slide up your slit slowly, the wet muscle swirling around your clit. “oh god.”
he hummed his approval against you, continuing his ministrations on your sensitive area. you let out a quiet whimper when he slipped two fingers into your cunt, pumping them slowly.
you had one hand gripping chris’s roots while the other massaged your tit, your eyes screwed shut.
you felt a sharp slap against your inner thigh and gasped quietly. “look at me,” chris ordered, stopping all of his previous movements. you opened your eyes slowly and looked into his. “wanna see the moment you fall apart, baby.”
you could almost cry when he went back to pumping into your cunt, curling his fingers upward in a way that had your whole body tense up. you were close, very close, and chris could feel it.
“you gonna cum for me, baby?” he muttered against you.
“yeah, yeah gonna fucking cum,” you whined, your eyes losing focus as you tried to keep them open, “please, please, please chris. let me cum please.”
he winked at you, his way of giving you the go ahead and you threw your head back against the mattress, cumming all over his fingers with a broken moan of his name.
chris continued pumping through your orgasm, licking up all of your juices as he did so. when your body finally relaxed, you let out a quiet sigh and looked at him, biting down on your lip.
he was a sight. his blue eyes were almost black with lust, his beard covered in your cum as he moved his fingers toward your mouth. “suck ‘em, sweetheart. taste how sweet you are.”
you kept eye contact with him as you grabbed his wrist softly and guided his fingers into your mouth, making a show of sucking them, your tongue swirling around them expertly.
chris cursed under his breath and waited until you pulled away with a purposeful pop before pulling down his sweats, his hard cock bouncing out quickly.
you bit your lip softly and reached out to touch him, your fingers barely dragging along his length. you went to wrap your hand around him but he stopped you, “i needa feel you.”
you nodded but put your hand against his chest when he went to line himself up with your entrance. “what’s wrong?”
“can i ride you?” you questioned, your eyes hopeful.
he smiled widely and moved to sit back against the headboard. you crawled over to him, still feeling the faint burn in your thighs as you settled over him, one hand gripping the headboard as the other guided him to your entrance.
you took a deep breath and slowly sank down, your head falling back from the burn of him stretching you out. “oh fuck,” you whined quietly as chris helped to guide your hips down until he was fully sheathed inside of you.
it wasn’t long before you approached your high, your whines growing louder and louder with each harsh bounce on top of chris. “fuck, y/n, baby you’re taking me so well.”
anthony and sebastian were winding down, having just gotten back from the bar after leaving early. they had barely made it through the door before they realized that all the noise was coming from the room next to theirs.
“are they-?” sebastian’s jaw dropped when he heard your wanton moans through the wall.
“is that y/n?” anthony questioned, his own face dropping in awe, “i thought they hated each other?”
“well, apparently not,” seb chuckled, his eyes widening at your next statement.
“oh, fuck-fuck, chris! i’m gonna fucking cum,” your head was thrown back as you bounced on top of the man, one of his hands resting on your hip to help you as the other gripped at your breast, your own hands gripping the headboard tightly.
“shit, they’re really going at it,” anthony snickered, wincing when he heard the knocking of the headboard against the wall.
“should we, like, go?”
“where are we gonna go, sebastian, it’s literally midnight,” anthony threw his hands up.
“we’re intruding, though.”
“it’s not our fault those two are fucking each other’s brains out next door,” the man walked over to the mini fridge to pull out a bottle of water, “but i’m definitely gonna clown them tomorrow.”
“oh, yeah,” sebastian stood from the bed, “i’m gonna go shower, man.”
anthony hummed in agreement and pulled the headphones from his bag, quickly plugging his ears with them as he blared his playlist.
you would’ve collapsed on top of chris if it weren’t for his hands holding you up, the warmth of his cum running down your thighs making you smile softly.
he helped you off of him and moved to the bathroom to grab a washcloth to clean the two of you up. you winced slightly when you felt the rugged fabric brush up against your swollen clit, quickly hearing the soft apology that followed.
chris tossed it back into the bathroom and moved to sit with you on top of the blankets. it was quiet for a moment before you spoke up, your throat tightening slightly, “i, um, i should get going.. before rdj gets back.”
he barely nodded, his hand coming up to rub at his face, “y-yeah, yeah, you’re probably right.”
hearing the sadness in his tone, you cupped his cheek, “i meant what i said earlier. i’m not leaving, i just don’t wanna explain anything tonight.”
“i get it,” chris gave you a weak smile and nodded again.
“we’ll figure out a way to tell everyone after the conference, okay?”
“sure thing, y/n.”
you pecked his lips softly before rolling off of the bed and picking up your clothes, slowly getting redressed in them. “i’ll see you in the morning, chris.”
“see you in the morning,” he repeated, his arms crossed over his chest.
you sent him one last smile before peeking your head out into the hallway like a teenager would in this scenario, being very careful to make sure no one was out as you hurried back to your room. luckily, lizzie wasn’t back by the time you arrived, giving you enough time to take another shower and get ready for bed.
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you groaned when you heard lizzie’s alarm go off, desperately needing a few more hours. the absolute burn that spread through your muscles when you stretched made you wince, your thighs feeling like mush from the work you did the night before.
lizzie gave you a knowing smile and you raised a brow at her, deciding not to confront it. you grabbed some clothes from your bag and moved into the bathroom to get dressed, do your hair and brush your teeth. feeling far too tired to do anything too serious, you opted for some cherry chapstick and mascara, making sure you looked semi-presentable for the day.
you were one of the first people in the lobby, sitting in one of the lounging chairs as you tried to get just a few more minutes of sleep. you heard someone else approach and opened one of your eyes just enough to see chris’s warm smile looking down at you.
“hi,” you grinned softly.
“hey,” he took the seat next to you, subtly scooting it closer, “how’d you sleep?”
“like a rock,” you snickered.
“yeah, i bet,” chris flinched out of the way when you went to smack his arm, “i’m just saying!”
“shh,” you muttered with a playful smile.
“well, if it isn’t the two love birds,” anthony clapped his hands together as he approached, “how’d the two of you sleep?”
you rolled your eyes, grumbling a quiet “shut it, mackie,” to keep up the act.
“hey! i was just asking,” he smirked at the two of you.
chris sat back in his chair, arms crossed defensively, “i slept fine. turned in pretty early so i’m rested.”
“oh, did you now?” anthony raised his brows, “cause that’s not what me and sebastian heard last night.”
your felt very awake all of a sudden, your brows furrowed tightly, “the hell are you talking about?”
sebastian’s eyes went wide as he backed up a step, “i’m not getting in this.”
“we heard you two last night,” anthony clarified, “doesn’t seem like there was much hating going on.”
chris opened his mouth to say something but you cut him off, “okay, so?”
“so why are you both lying to everyone?” sebastian wondered.
“it doesn’t matter,” you grumbled, interlocking your fingers with chris’s, “cause i’m not lying anymore.”
his head perked up as he looked at you, “y/n, are you sure?”
“sure as i’ll ever be,” you gave him a comforting look, “i’m not messing this up again. i can’t.”
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rogersaurora · 13 days ago
this ari smut sitting in my drafts like 🧍🏻‍♀️
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hansoloswhore · 13 days ago
Sitting on Ari Levinson’s thigh him holding your cheek and placing a gentle kiss to your lips
“go on princess move a little, i know you want to”
“thats it... , you’re such a good girl for me aren’t you”
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balenciagabucky · 14 days ago
I just need king!ari to spit on my puthy and slap it 🙊
In Ari's mind. Some women love to be punished. And yet others simply crave the two extremes of hands on love. The slap followed by the caress. Especially that one. Just like a good King knows how to spank a slut, the whip followed by the hand caressing that stinging bottom is a pleasure known to turn both sexes into greedy jelly. The more they get, the more they want.
The slap wakes up every single nerve ending in the erectile tissue that the clitoris is made of, and causes them to sting a little, the caress over those wide awake nerve endings causes the whole vulva, not just the clitoris to shiver and shake with erotic excitement.
Ari would sometimes rest his head on her smooth thighs as he was fingering her moist pussy, however, this time while she was tracing her nails and rubbing the back of his neck, she suddenly reached down and began running her fingers through his hair. Then she grabbed his head with her hands and pulled it up between her legs. She spread her legs wide open and he began kissing up her thighs and found his nose right at the entrance of her pussy. Her smell was intoxicating. He knew it well. It was always on his fingers when he stumbled out of the door and across the hall to the west wing of the castle, but instead of being on the stairway to the ballroom, he was on the doorstep to Heaven. He stuck his tongue out to lick her pussy lips and it was like he was knocking loudly, hoping she would let him in. Her lips were so soft and slick. He licked her pussy lips and soon stuck his tongue inside to taste her. He had just passed through the Pearly Gates and was now in Heaven. Her pussy had a taste unlike anything he had ever tasted before, but not unpleasant. It had that tangy but sweet taste, just like the smell he loved.
As he licked and probed her pussy with his tongue, his lips were dripping from her lubrication. He had her pussy juice, mixed with his saliva, all over his face around his mouth, and even his nose was wet like a happy healthy puppy dog -- and hd loved it. The smell and taste and the act itself were all so erotic that he could have came in his pants. He didn't, but a copious amount of my pre-cum was all over the inside of his underwear.
She let him lick her pussy for a while and then she reached down again and gently guided him to the upper area of her pussy lips. He felt a little bud on his tongue and he licked there. She seemed to really enjoy that and responded nicely to the tongue lashing he was giving her. He would pull away occasionally to spit and lick her again before slapping down on her clit. He pulled away, spitting again before he licked away he instinctively knew that that hidden gem he had found was her clit. It was a nubby little thing tucked away in the folds of her pussy lips and when his tongue pushed its way under the little hood, He noticed that she moaned even more. He moved his tongue up and down, and back and forth to flick away at her clit. And he alternated between fast flicking and slow licking. He would slowly lick from the bottom of her pussy, pushing his tongue into her vagina, and then on the next pass he'd continue right through to the top of her pussy lips -- and spend a little time sucking the nub into his mouth and doing his "clit flick". He even stopped licking occasionally to breathe and blow lightly on her clit, which caused her to shiver.
As he concentrated on pleasing her, it seemed that her breathing pattern started to change from drawing in long deep breaths and slowly exhaling to taking short quick breaths, like she was panting. He knew she was getting close to orgasm. Soon, he could feel her whole body starting to quiver and when she orgasmed her legs shook uncontrollably; and soon she pushed his mouth off of her pussy. It seemed like her mind had drifted off to somewhere else, perhaps, Cailvania? He laid his head back down on her thigh and watched as her pussy pulsed with contractions for a couple of minutes and eventually she relaxed and resumed her long slow breathing. When she came back to earth, he started to move in for more, but she was done. She stopped him saying, "No, don't, I'm too sensitive". He found out that, like most women, her clit became highly sensitive after orgasm and she couldn't tolerate any more stimulation.
Suddenly, he felt that somehow things had changed and he now had some kind of power over her with the way she moaned and squirmed and became so wet and slick from his mouth on her pussy -- the way she passionately whispered his name when he was pleasing her, and the way she was completely overwhelmed when he brought her to orgasm. Like any king, he liked that.
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balenciagabucky · 14 days ago
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞— 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞
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WORD COUNT: (fics only) 14,711 — ongoing
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧
she submits to the king, her duties as a young virgin.
she submits to the king, her duties as a young virgin.
king!ari eating pussy
private fingering with king!ari
𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭
now that his father is gone, how is he supposed to go into his arranged marriage with an open mind?
𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧
what’s done in the dark, will always come to light, sneaking around might just bite you in the ass later
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