#dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap | sin tag

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@ihadnothing | cont. from [ x ]

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He had been lost in the moment, just trying to turn up the heat. Sex was probably his best way of dealing with his demons, that bothered him on a regular basis, the ones that survived drowning them with booze. He had been giving her a regular thrusting, the bed sheets tangled up around their bodies, as his right hand had found his way around her neck, his fingers squeezing into her soft throat, without really realizing what he had done. 

“Oh shit!” He exclaimed, as he let go of her, looking down into her eyes. “I’m sorry. I legitimately forgot about all of that stuff. I’m still me.” He bites his lip, sighing as he got out of the bed, throwing the covers off of them, getting out of bed naked, to go into the bathroom, taking a break to get some water. 

He began to brush his teeth while he was at it. “We really need to come up with some kind of safe word, Natalia,”

#ihadnothing #dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap | sin tag #muse: james buchanan barnes

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@born-to-be-mischievous | [ x ] The doggystyle position was always amazing, and Natasha seemed to scream louder, and he was able to slam his cock into her deeper. He still liked to look into Natasha’s eyes, as he could never fantasize about being inside of anyone else besides his Russian lover. And it worked well, as he craved to dominate Natasha, and his hand pulled her hair tightly, so that her neck arched back, and he could meet her green eyes, albeit upside down from her perspective. Her amazing tits jiggled with the thrusting, as he struck deeply inside of her, pounding her as her ass richocet off of his chest. His muscles tensed as she called him Daddy, and he panted, fighting to hold off his orgasm, with her words arousing him so much. 

“Fuck, say it again.” He gave her a small slap in the cheek, rutting against her harder and faster. “I said say it again!” James demanded, as his metallic hand, gripped her windpipe tightly, choking her as if to punish her. “One second.” The soldat thought of something else, and he leaned down, and kissed Natasha deeply, his tongue graving sensually against hers, grazing over the enamel of her teeth, inside of her mouth. He then took a moment to spit right in her mouth, as if to show his complete ownership over Natasha. He continued to thrust into her, pounding her, the sheets falling off of their bodies, as his skin was warm against her back. He lifted her up to press against his back, turning her head to stare lovingly, and lustfully in her eyes as he bites softly, sweat and body fluids drenching the green bedsheets underneath them.

He was glad their bedroom was deadbolt, not wanting their girls to end up walking in on them, or entering the room, and interrupting this feast that him and Natasha were engaging in, his body nearly merging with hers, with how deep he was inside of her. Like they were one person now.

He was glad that there was a deadbolt on their bedroom door, as his eyes lifted and gazed at the door, as he continued to aggressively pound against Natasha, as he felt her walls fluttering and squeezing him, as he gasped, heavy pleasure hitting him over and over, with the speed and force he was fucking her. He held her hips to hold her steady, Nat’s skin and breasts growing red from the lack of oxygen, as he dommed and choked her, before he nearing the edge of the cliff and climax. “Cumming!” He let a deep gutteral roar, as his mouth dropped open, and he exploded inside of her, as he unleashed a strong loud of his creamy seed inside of her, letting her feel it shower every where inside of her walls, like a bottle of bubbly shattered into smithereens.

#born-to-be-mischievous #married and family life #v. born from a wish (black widow resurrection) #dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap | sin tag

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passionate kisses that end in ripped clothing. (natasha + bucky)

@unlevshed It was a heavy sparring session for the new SHIELD trainees that emulated one they had many times before in the Red Room, two former Soviet weapons having at each other in front of Dreykov and a cabal of KGB generals. Bucky's polo shirt had come off of course, finding it an obstruction in fighting, and him and Natasha threw chops and kicks at each other, throwing each other with judo style throws, and trying to lock in armbars wherever he could, until the hand to hand combat course was finished, and the cadets of the SHIELD academy were dismissed, and him and Natasha had left the training floor to go to the locker room together. It was technically the women's side of the locker room, but he follows Natasha inside anyways, seizing her face and kissing her passionately, as he lifts her up into his arms, pressing her into the bathroom door of a stall. His hands instinctually seem to go to Natasha's tanktop, and he easily rips the cloth fabric apart, exposing Natasha's breasts to the air, as he lifts one of them up, and suckles it, giving her pleasure, panting as his metallic hand slips inside of her panties, to rub over her clit and her folds, tantalizing her further.

#unlevshed #dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap | sin tag #muse: james buchanan barnes

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💝 a kiss on the inner thighs (for bucky and nat)

@abeautifulmencgerie

He sighed after they had both gotten out of their clothes, as he scooted up on the bed, having piled the firewood high and kindling to make a blaze to keep them warm. He panted in excitement as he stroked through her hair, as he felt her lips on his leg, growing hard against her body, ready for Natasha to go down and engage in the deed, ready for it, looking at her gleaming body ontop of him. "Go on." He encourages, stroking through her hair, his skin tingling with arousal.

#abeautifulmencgerie #muse: james buchanan barnes #dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap | sin tag

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[  CATCHING  ]  sender catches receiver getting flushed because of something they are doing or wearing. 

@ofgunsandlipstick

She had been trying on lingerie for some time, in front of her vanity mirror, in her quarters, in a converted hotel in Paris, maybe a few hundred miles from where the Allied forces were beginning the final push to drive Hydra and the Nazi regime back within their borders, and the fist tightened around Berlin, choking the life out of it.

Bucky had been standing in her doorway for some time, wearing his paratrooper boots, with an olive green utility uniform, with matching shirt and trousers, with his famous blue wool buttondown coat over it.

The American Ghost, as he was called.

The bane of Nazi officers everywhere. German officers quickly learned to stay away from windows, and on their toes, when they came within the range of the scope on Bucky's Mosin Nagant rifle.

His lips pursed, getting a perfect look of her ass, as he slowly moved into the room quietly, his weapons stowed everywhere, while Steve and the other Howling Commandos played cards, and enjoyed cigars and brandy. He was alone with Peggy in her bedroom.

"I'm not interrupting anything." He said quietly, to not startle her too much. "The dress up looks fun. Playing Doctor is much more fun, I think. Or House."

He came to her, his classically handsome features reddened with arousal, at having seen a good portion of her body, as he wrapped his arms around her, tossing the gown aside that Peggy had been thinking of driving on, lifting her up into his arms, her thighs parting around his body, as he sits her on the vanity, before kissing her, his lips meeting the British woman's hard.

#ofgunsandlipstick #tw: risque #tw: mature themes #dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap | sin tag #v. let's hear it for captain america god damn it! (first avenger)

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"Mm... that feels nice."

His head was in between her legs, at the hotel room, both of their sets of clothing discarded all over the floor, slurping as his tongue rolled over her clit, as he reached up to fondle her breasts, as Natasha sat on the edge of the bed, legs wide open to receive him, and she was treated to James using his mouth and going down on her, and looking at his firmly muscled body, and glistening skin. "You like that?" Bucky looked up at her, and ruffled through his short modern haircut, and brushed a strand off of his sweaty forehead, playing with his own cock, and readying himself for her. "Far from finished. I will get an orgasm or two out of you, before we go to next level. Always had a ladies-first philosophy." He spread her folds open, before going down and licking inside of her, pressing his jaws against her, and wriggling his tongue inside of her, as he angled her bare feet and legs aside, almost making Natasha do the splits, as he licked out furiously.

@ihadnothing

#ihadnothing #dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap | sin tag #v. born from a wish (black widow resurrection)

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{ MARATHON } our muses don’t leave the bed until they think it takes.

They had already done it a few times, naughty little deeds in bed, as they seemed to have wanted each other for a long time. Peggy Carter and Bucky had known each other for longer than they had let on, having worked together in SOE, and Bucky being a veteran who was trained by the 22nd British Army regiment, the famed Special Air Service, in covert and special operations, behind enemy lines, in matters of prisoner rescue, assassination and sabotage. They were fairly opposite, with Bucky being from a poor working class, and he had seen Peggy's vast house in London's West End, that was as large as the whole apartment building that him and Steve grew up in London. But classes didn't make them want either any less, as Bucky was a notorious ladies man and charming, and well spoken, but boisterous in his off-duty moments, and Barnes was drawn to her juicy red lips, and her eyes.

Today was special, as they had gone up and secured themselves a hotel room in Paris, and had been two days after pushing the Nazis out of Paris and supporting the Allied war effort. France was liberated, and it was a party for the French's American and British saviors. He was drunk, and so was Peggy, having had alot of brandy all night, and it was easy to fall into bed with her. He had already finished her off once already, by going down on her, and using his lips and mouth until she came undone underneath him. The rest of both of their clothes were all over the floor, and Bucky was ontop of her, and he had Peggy's wrists pinned to the top of the bed, above her head, the actions seeming to make her breasts swell more, as he was between her thighs, rutting against her, thrusting as he leaned down, kissing her, his dog tags forming a pile ontop of her collarbone. He panted, moving harder and faster, as his hand slipped between her to stimulate her clit, as gazed into her. "You like that?" He whispered, kissing her softly, suckling at her plump rosy lips, and his breathing was fast, in her face. He was very fit, and his skin was glossy with sweat. "I think I like you touching me more, though." He grinned, releasing Peggy's hands, to place them on her ribcage, as he threaded his fingers into her brown locks, his chin resting into her neck, as he began to pound her fast, shaking the bed around, the wood protesting with the sharp movements. "Oh god, I can do all sorts of things to you.." Barnes teased, in a saucy tone.

#ofgunsandlipstick #dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap | sin tag #v. hey! let's hear it for captain america god damn it! (ca: first avenger)

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♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes

@ofgunsandlipstick

"Heyy. I really like it." Barnes had watched her from the bed, propping his head up with his hand, but otherwised unclothed underneath the sheets in their hotel room in Los Angeles, while he watched Peggy trying on his collared shirt, and his tie around her neck, the shirt unbuttoned enough to expose some of her cleavage and neckine, but the tie around his neck was making him very excited, and hard. "Mm. Ties can become leashes fast, as I'm sure you know." Bucky had gotten up out of bed naked, and pressed into her back, completely naked, as his hand rubbed over her chest from behind, as he softly rutted against her back, as he fisted the length of the tie around her neck, pulling Peggy's hair down out of its ties to her shoulders. He then leads her to the bed, before throwing her down onto the mattress. "Fuck. It's too hot today. I don't know how Sousa handles this crap. Never thought I'd miss those New Yawk winters." He was the station chief now, with SSR, with Dooley dead, and with Jack Thompson critically wounded after being shot, and the New York office being leaderless, Barnes was next in line with his SOE and Howling Commandos seniority.

"I heard your lady friend Angie got a part in one of Howard's new movies. She's very excited. Can't believe the son of a bitch is making his own movie company." He chewed his lip, pulling and unbuttoning her shirt, to expose her breasts, kissing over her nipples and suckling, as he moved his hands inside of the bottom of the collared shirt, to rub between her legs, playing with her folds. "Tell me to take you now, Peg."

#ofgunsandlipstick #muse: james buchanan barnes #dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap | sin tag

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( BUBBLE BATH ) our muses are enjoying a romantic soak in the bath when things turn very heated - and it’s not just the lit candles - Yelena and Arina?

It was pretty sensual, and romantic, as there were enough candles placed on the edge of the bathtub, to make them think some sort of Wiccan ceremony was being performed. The water was at breast level, and Yelena was close to falling asleep, her creamy thigh slipping out from under the surface of the bubbly water. "I do not know why I didn't think of this. I do like these high class American hotels. Nothing like the ones back in Old Country." She hummed, and she sank back further into the tub, feeling the warmth of the bath and the alcohol that laced her bloodstream feel peace, and relaxed, calm that she had not really experienced in a long time, since escaping from the Red Room, and bringing it down with Natasha. "Can't complain about the company. Better than hotel room, alone, yes?" She felt Arina straddling her waist, as her hazel eyes gazed up at her lover, an errant strand of her golden hair falling loose from her ponytail, to hang over her eyebrow. She moved her hands over the other woman's body, cupping her breasts, palming over her nippes, as she bent her leg, causing her kneecap to softly grind and trib against her folds, rising up between Arina's thighs, as her long fingernails clutched possessively at her back.

@siberianwarriors

#siberianwarriors #yelena x arina #dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap | sin tag #muse: yelena belova