#firefighter!steve rogers

[kaunis-sielu]

Locked In: End

You can’t believe that this brought you to your Alpha. You also can’t believe that your Alpha is so incredibly hot. When he presses a kiss to the back of your hand in his truck you’re fairly certain you forget how to breathe for a second. You didn’t know that want would be so strong, so fast but you know, you know that you don’t want to be separated from him, ever.

“Can I take you out to dinner tomorrow? I have to work tonight otherwise I’d ask you for tonight.” He asks, his rich voice filling the space.

“That would be nice.” His hand is big in yours and you’re having a hard time looking him in the eye, you can’t believe that he’s your Alpha.

“Are you okay?”

“Yea, I just,I can’t believe that this is real. That you’re my Alpha and that I’d meet you because I was trapped in my apartment of all things.”

“Is it wrong of me to say that I’m glad that you got trapped in your apartment?” He flirts and you laugh softly.

“I guess not because I’m certainly not unhappy about it.” You flirt back and he grins over at you before he turns into the fire station.

You’re suddenly nervous again, there are so many of them, and many of them are Alphas.

“Hey Sweetheart?” Steve says softly and you glance over at him. “None of them are going to hurt you. None of them will even bother you.” it’s a little alarming that he can tell what you’re thinking

“It’s just, there’s a lot of them and only one of me.”

“Do you want me to scent you? Keep them away?” He offers and you bite your lower lip before asking.

“What if you have to leave?”

“For a fire?” You nod, “You’ll be in my private room. I’m the only one who knows the combination.”

“Okay.” You don’t move and he brings his hand up to his lips and presses a kiss to your wrist. You take a deep breath and take the handle of the truck and pull the door open. Steve follows suit and gets out of the truck and rounds the front to take your hand again.

“You want me to carry your bag?”

“It’s okay.” You tell him with your bag on your shoulder. He leads you into the station and only a few of the other firefighters even look at you. His friends glance over and give you smiles, another dark haired one smirks in your direction but Steve just leads you past them and up a flight of stairs.

His room smells so much like him that it nearly knocks you on your ass.

“So this is our space.” You like that he calls it both of yours, not his. Like you have claim in the space with him. “Please make yourself comfortable.” You put your bag on the floor in the corner of the room then drop down onto the little couch. “Can I come sit with you?” He asks and you nod.

Steve joins you and you end up talking for hours. You learn about his family, his childhood, his friendship with Sam and Bucky. He asks about your life too, you tell him everything. It’s so nice being able to sit with him and talk.

It’s almost midnight when a bell goes off. Steve jumps up,

“Stay in here.” He tells you before heading for the door.

“Wait!” You cry and he freezes in the doorway. You press a quick kiss to his cheek, “be safe.”

“I will, I’ve got an amazing Omega to come home to.” He tells you with a smile before running toward the where the trucks are.

You wait anxiously while he’s gone. You’d shut the door after you’d lost sight of him, then you’d smelled another Alpha outside the door. One you don’t recognize and you’d climbed into Steve’s bed to surround yourself with his scent. You curl into a ball on his bed and cover yourself with the comforter, imagining it’s Steve, there to keep you safe from the Alpha still outside the door. The only saving grace is that the other Alpha hasn’t tried to come in or break the door down or anything.

At some point you fall asleep. It’s warm and smells like your Alpha so it’s not much of a surprise that you do.

His hand is gentle when he slides it along your leg. “Omega?” He murmurs and you blink sleepily up at him. “You okay?”

“There was an Alpha hanging around the door and it freaked me out.”

“Oh.” He looks concerned, “I think that might be my fault. I asked Peter to keep an eye on you. If you needed anything.”

“Oh,” You can’t really be mad at him for not telling you, he’d been in a rush so the fact that he even thought about you is more than a little heartwarming.

“I’m so sorry Honey.”

“It’s okay.” You reach for him and when he gives you his hand you pull him gently toward the little bed. “Come sleep?” You offer and he laughs softly.

“You sure?”

“Yea.” He peels off his shirt and slides under the covers next to you. He’s a big man so not cuddling up against him isn’t an option, neither of you appear to be too bothered by the development.

“Omega?”

“Hmm?”

“I’m real glad I found you.” He says softly and you hum happily.

“I’m glad I found you too Alpha.” You say, butterflies flitting around in your stomach.

“Hey Honey? Can I kiss ya?” He asks sweetly and you tilt your chin up so his can press his lips to yours.

You cannot wait to spend the rest of your life with him.

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#Steve rogers x reader au #alpha!captainamerica #alpha!steve x omega!reader #alpha!steve rogers #firefighter!steve rogers #steve rogers x reader

[jewels2876]

Leg Day

A/N: This is immediately following the events in Who’s Counting? I also tied in a cute prompt from @the-ce-horniest-book-club bolded below - thank you!​

Pairing: Firefighter!Steve Rogers x reader

Square filled: Firefighter AU for @marvelfluffbingo​

No warnings - lots of fluff, touch of ominousness

Word count: 382

Divider by the lovely @firefly-graphics​

Steve appeared, dressed in khaki shorts, black Nikes, and a plain black tee shirt pulling tight across his chest, stuffing his on-call phone into a pocket. You sighed quietly as he ambled towards you. “You ready?”

“Yup!” You gave him a sweet smile. Sam and Bucky were fist bumping behind you; Steve rolled his eyes at his friends.

“Better go now before they start planning something,” Steve joked as he offered you his arm. You straightened your back a bit, pleasantly surprised at the gesture. “Lead the way!”

After your deli lunch, Steve insisted on taking you to his favorite ice cream parlor. It had been quite the walk, but it gave Steve plenty of time to quiz you about your likes and dislikes. “Lately, I’ve been doing more cardio and dumbbell workouts mixed up.” You looked Steve up and down. “Looks like you never skip a chest or arm day.”

Steve chuckled at your assessment. “Leg day is really my favorite. Lots of squats.” You blatantly checked out his ass and whistled. “See, that’s why leg day is my favorite.” Your smile fell slightly and you inched closer to Steve.

“Don’t look now, but that guy in the gorilla costume has been following us for the past ten blocks.” Your whispered words reached Steve’s ears and he turned around, walking backwards. “I said don’t look,” you hissed.

Steve turned back to you with a grin, pulling you into his side. “I’ll bet you it’s just Sam or Bucky spying on us.” Just then the on-call phone beeped incessantly. Steve turned back around and noticed the gorilla costumed person still headed towards you. He frowned slightly but kept his tone light as he answered the phone. “Rogers.”

“A rash of fires broke out.” Captain Fury didn’t mince words. “I need you back at the station. NOW.” The call ended.

“Sorry we have to cut our date a little short,” Steve apologized. “Can I walk you back to your place?”

You smiled warmly at Steve. “I’ll walk you back to the station and get an Uber from there. Fair enough?”

The gorilla costume person passed by and Steve breathed a small sigh of relief. “Only if you give me your number and text me to make sure you got home in one piece?”

#marvelfluffbingo2022 #firefighter au #firefighter!steve rogers #the ce horniest book club #steve rogers #steve rogers fluff #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x you #fluff

[your-eternal-lies]

_  HEAT OF THE MOMENT (AU masterlist)

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FEATURED PAIRINGS — Fire Chief!Ari Levinson x Reader / Firefighter!Bucky Barnes x Reader / Firefighter!Jake Jensen x Reader / Small!Firefighter!Steve Rogers x Reader / Fire Marshal!Frank Adler x Reader / Firefighter!Loki Laufeyson x Reader / Firefighter!Lloyd Hansen x Reader / Firefighter!Thor Odinson x Reader / Firefighter!Pietro Maximoff x Reader AU INTRO — The local fire department, the famous and beloved Station 616, is just teeming with eligible bachelors... but not for long! Summers are for falling in love, after all.

CONTENTS AND WARNINGS — Modern AU, firefighter AU, crossover fic, language, fluff, mild angst, sexual content (ranging from mild to explicit), rom-com vibes, no use of y/n, each character gets their own Reader (not a poly fic), playboy tendencies, age gap, friends to lovers, workplace romances, enemies to lovers, allusions to divorce/troubled marriages, and possibly more as the stories are written.

NOTE — Each story is a three-part miniseries and can be read as standalones. I do not currently have any plans to write any more than what’s listed, but I will never say never. There is also no release schedule; I will post at my own leisure so please refrain from asking, thank you!

LAST UPDATED: March 31, 2024 STATUS: Coming Soon

PLAYING WITH FIRE _  ╰┈➤ ft. Fire Chief!Ari Levinson x Photographer f!Reader

Ari is the dedicated fire chief of Station 616 who runs the show with an iron fist and a heart of gold, but the one thing he can’t seem to get a handle on is his personal life—until the Station is partnered up with a new bright-eyed photographer for this year’s charity calendar photoshoot. Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

MOTH TO A FLAME _  ╰┈➤ ft. Firefighter!Bucky Barnes x Firefighter f!Reader

There are strict rules to be followed in life, otherwise the world would descend to chaos, right? You insist on never dating a coworker, while Bucky insists on not dating at all. Well, fortunately for the both of you, everyone knows rules are made to be broken. Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

FIRE AND WHISKEY _  ╰┈➤ ft. Firefighter!Jake Jensen x Bartender f!Reader

It’s tradition that the entire squad heads down to the same local hole in the wall for any occasion, no matter what it is, okay? It has absolutely nothing to do with Jensen’s insanely obvious crush on the badass bartender, capeesh?  Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

COMIN’ IN HOT _  ╰┈➤ ft. Small!Firefighter!Steve Rogers x Volunteer f!Reader

At just 5’4” and 95 pounds soaking wet, Steve is the scrawniest yet the most determined member of the 616 team. Often underestimated, he finds solace in a budding relationship with the part-time volunteer at the firehouse, who seems to see right through his physical appearance. Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

BURNING UP _  ╰┈➤ ft. Fire Marshal!Frank Adler x Business Owner f!Reader

You are horrified when you head to work one day only to discover that your precious store has gone up in flames. And if that isn’t already terrible enough, it seems the crabby, unsmiling fire marshal assigned to your case is already convinced that you’re guilty of arson. Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

HEAT WAVE _  ╰┈➤ ft. Firefighter!Loki Laufeyson x Environmentalist f!Reader

Loki, the enigmatic and secretly sensitive member of the team, is dispatched to a scene across town, he’s not expecting anything out of the ordinary. Imagine his surprise when he finds a woman from his past, chained to a tree, and leading an environmental protest that is quickly getting out of hand. Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

WARM BEDS _  ╰┈➤ ft. Firefighter!Lloyd Hansen x Teacher f!Reader

Lloyd doesn’t actually like teaching fire safety to snot-nosed brats, but he loves going on the prowl for his next one night stand with the single moms, teachers, and school administrators… until he meets his match in a new no-nonsense teacher, who remains frustratingly unimpressed in the face of his uniform and charm. Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

HOT-BLOODED _  ╰┈➤ ft. Firefighter!Thor Odinson x Grad Student f!Reader

You’re usually very level-headed, okay? You’re not usually the type to get into scrapes like this. All you wanted was a tiny bit of revenge on your cheating, lying ex-boyfriend… you didn’t expect your rage to get the better of you, nor did you expect the fire you set to his car to get so out of control.  Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

WORLD ON FIRE _  ╰┈➤ ft. Firefighter!Pietro Maximoff x Reporter f!Reader

Rumours begin to swirl around Station 616, calling into question the integrity of the fire department’s hiring policies. But when you meet Pietro Maximoff, the firefighter at the centre of all the controversy, suddenly the price of a potentially career-making story is no longer one you’re willing to pay. Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

NOTES — I cannot wait to share these with you!!! 🥰

#ari levinson x reader #bucky barnes x reader #steve rogers x reader #loki laufeyson x reader #thor odinson x reader #lloyd hansen x reader #jake jensen x reader #frank adler x reader #pietro maximoff x reader #firefighter au #au: heat of the moment #marvel fanfiction #chris evans character fanfiction

[togrowoldinv]

Flufftober 2023!

Hey y’all! Enjoy all of the fluff!

Decorations: Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Heroics: Firefighter!Natasha x Reader

Family Fun Day: Milf!Wanda Maximoff x Reader

The Sweetest Treat: Kate Bishop x Reader

Pumpkin Pie: Florence Pugh x Reader

Happy fall y’all!

#natasha romanoff x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #kate bishop x reader #florence pugh x reader #elizabeth olsen x reader #milf!wanda #firefighter!nat #I’m open to more! #carol danvers x reader #jennifer walters x reader #chris evans x reader #steve rogers x reader #miguel o’hara x reader #tom holland x reader #spider man #togrowoldinv flufftober 2023

[navybrat817]

#navybrat polls #steve rogers #ari levinson #jake jensen #curtis everett #lumberjack!steve rogers #motocross!ari levinson #motocross!jake jensen #firefighter!curtis everett #future fic

[nativemossy]

Pencil Shavings and Ashen Boots

I can finally share with you all my submission for @stevetonyzine - now public on Ao3! This was a wonderful project and a great group of folks to work with. If you supported the zine thank you! If you’re interested in getting one for yourself and didn’t make it to the first kickstarter, there will be a leftover sale starting 6/16!

summary:  Mr. Stark invites the local firehouse crew to spend the afternoon with his class. He really wasn't expecting the Captain to be as handsome and charming as he turned out to be.

fandom: Marvel - Iron Man, Captain America

rating: Gen

tags: Teacher!Tony Stark, Firefighter!Steve Rogers, Getting Together, AU: No Powers, Fluff, Humor, Tony Stark Has a Heart

length: 2k

Read it here on Ao3!

#stevetonyzine #better together zine #stony #stevetony #fic #ao3 link #steve rogers #tony stark #teacher tony stark #firefighter steve rogers #meet cute

[toastedkiwi]

i love shy baker! reader so cute, i bet she has a crush on steve but too shy to confessed. so why not write it down on cupcake to steve saying i like you.

She’d be too shy to even do that. She just keeps feeding him and he’s getting the hint that she likes him more than the others.

#firefighter!steve rogers x shy baker!reader #firefighter au

[monster-cock69]

EMT Peter checking on firefighter Steve and just looking over every little bruise and burn before kissing each spot after bandaging it

#spidershield #peter parker #steve rogers #emt peter #firefighter steve #or paramedic peter #idk the difference #marvel #avengers #spiderman #captain america #prompt #someone please write this

[kaunis-sielu]

Eighth day of Christmas: Steve and Fawn

You were stupid excited about today. You’d bought an ice cream maker and when it got delivered it took every ounce of self control you had to not open it.

Okay if you were honest you had opened it but only to fish out the directions so you didn’t mess it up.

You have all the ingredients in the fridge when Steve comes home you pop off the couch where you’ve been working on your latest book.

“Hi!”

“Hi Omega, you seem excited.”

“I am.”

“Have you planned dinner yet or can I make it?”

“You want to? I thought we could just do pizza?”

“I want to. I also have your present upstairs. It’s kind of a repeat, I hope that’s okay.” He looks worried, like you’ll be upset.

“Well, I’ve loved everything you’ve given me so I don’t see this being any different.”

“God I love you.” He murmurs and you laugh softly before pressing a kiss to his lips. “It’s in the bathroom closet. If you wanna go get it I’ll get started on dinner.”

“Okay.” You jog up the stairs and he heads for the kitchen. You know he didn’t have any fires today, which is a massive relief. You find the gift in a bag in the closet then head back downstairs. Steve has some beef out and you can’t help but laugh, you’d expected something milk based, like something with cheese.

“Kinda morbid don’t you think?” You ask stepping into his side and wrapping your arms around his waist.

“Maybe a little. But I know you love a good burger.” He isn’t wrong.

You stay curled into his side while he cooks, you talk about your day and Steve presses the occasional kiss to the top of your head.

After dinner he slides your gift to you, it’s an oatmeal milk bath mix.

“Oh! I’ve always wanted to try this.”

“Really?”

“Yea, it’s supposed to make your skin so soft.” You tell him and Steve hums softly, “you wanna take a bath later?”

“Always.” He says with a little smirk and you laugh.

“You ready for yours?”

“Sure.” You pull out all of the ice cream making stuff and his eyes go wide. “Did you get me an ice cream maker?”

“Yup!” You tell him clapping your hands excitedly.

“Sweetheart! Yes!” He pulls you to him and kisses you quickly. “You have so much stuff!” He’s like a kid in a candy store and you can’t help but laugh, you love seeing him like this.

You spend the next hour making ice cream. You do a vanilla base with add ins of chocolate chips, peanut butter chips, strawberries and blueberries. The fruit is kind of a miss, it gets too cold when it’s churned but Steve is thrilled with the gift either way. You’ve got to admit you’re pretty proud of this one and you can’t wait to keep trying different add ins.

#alpha steve rogers #alpha steve rogers x omega reader #alpha!steve rogers x omega reader #alpha!steve rogers x omega!reader #alpha!steve rogers #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x reader au #firefighter!steve rogers #firefighter!steve rogers x reader #firefighter!au #fire dogs story

[secretswiftymarvelfan]

Upcoming Fics - May

do you guys likes these, and fine them helpful?

also there’s no summaries for The demigod from Asgard this month because SPOILERS!!!!!

All times are in GMT

Sunday 1st May 5pm

The Demigod From Asgard - Steve Rogers x Reader (Part 18: Modernisation and a Couple of Tricks)

Wednesday 4th May 5pm

Moving Day Surprise - Colin Shea x Reader

Summary: While moving into a new place together you find an old belonging of Colin’s that you desperately want to try out. 

Saturday 7th May 5pm

The Demigod From Asgard - Steve Rogers x Reader (Part 19: Freeze The Room)

Sunday 8th May 5pm

The Demigod From Asgard - Steve Rogers x Reader (Part 20: Even Gods Get Sick)

Wednesday 11th May 5pm

Fixer Upper: Glowing Review - Mechanic!Curtis x Reader

Summary: You and Curtis catch up post date

Saturday 14th May 5pm

The Demigod From Asgard - Steve Rogers x Reader (Part 21: Not my idea of a cruise)

Sunday 15th May 5pm

The Demigod From Asgard - Steve Rogers x Reader (Part 22: Get with the progam Cap)

Wednesday 18th May 5pm

Burnin’ Up - Firefighter!Chris x Reader (Part 5: Doughnut Squad)

Summary: The sergeant exam looms over your head so Benny convinces you to relax and take your mind off of it, however that is easier said than done.

Saturday 21st May 5pm

The Demigod From Asgard - Steve Rogers x Reader (Part 23: Ears and Eyes Everywhere)

Sunday 22nd May 5pm

The Demigod From Asgard - Steve Rogers x Reader (Part 24: Kinda feels personal) 

Wednesday 25th May 5pm

Working From Home - Ari Levinson x Reader

Summary: Ari absolutely hates your new job

Saturday 28th May 5pm

The Demigod From Asgard - Steve Rogers x Reader (Part 25: Honneymoon Planning)

Sunday 29th May 5pm

The Demigod From Asgard - Steve Rogers x Reader (Part 26: Return of the dead)

if you’d like to keep up to date go follow @secretswiftymarvelfanlibrary and turn on post notifications!

#NiamhWrites #Burnin’ up series #fixer upper #the demigod from asgard series #Steve Rogers #ari levinson #curtis everett #Mechanic!curtis #firefighter!chris #Chris Evans #colin shea

[theshipwars]

THE SHIP WARS ROUND TWO

For Reference: Some of you warned me that there was some misinformation during round one, so I'd like to mention that Buck and Eddie aren't cops, they're firefighters.

#the ship wars #tsw round two 2024 #battles of 2024 #buddie #stucky #polls

[wingheadshellhead]

i'm back on my "mcu steve was in the darkest timeline because he never experienced the canon event of tony stark giving him a home and a family" bullshit. post-ice steve was isolated, grieving, lonely, going through ptsd and survivor's guilt and he was constantly fixated on how he had no home or family or identity beyond cap. post-ice in the mcu, SHIELD stuck him in the costume and sent him back into the field, reinforcing the idea that he was nothing more than the empty shell of captain america.

"All my life I've tried to find a place for Steve Rogers—but still he lives under the more colorful shadow of Captain America… Perhaps it's Steve Rogers who's the legend—and Captain America who is the reality! Perhaps I was born to be a red-white-and-blue Avenger—and nothing more! But there must be more to life than endless combat! Others have found a home—a family—why can't I? Or, is Steve Rogers destined to walk alone forever—until the final battle—until he walks no more?"

— Tales of Suspense Vol. 1 #75 (1959)

"[...] But, even in the center of a crowd, I'm an outsider—a misfit! Only when I'm costumed as Captain America do I seem to come alive—to have a mission—a purpose! But, as Steve Rogers, I'm merely a name—a hollow shell—with no roots—no real life to call my own! Other men have friends—wives—loved ones!"

— Tales of Suspense Vol. 1 #92 (1959)

in the comics, the canon event of tony stark, the first person steve meets in the 21st century, giving him all of those things — a purpose, a home, somewhere to belong as himself and not just cap — changed his entire life.

"The first week after I came out of the ice… It was a dark time. I'd lost everything. My best friend. All my friends. All I had. I didn't know what I could hang on to. And then Tony Stark came in with this little… handheld cinema. Future technology. He showed me a newsreel. Right there, I saw a man walk on the moon. For all mankind. And in that moment, I felt hope again."

— S.W.O.R.D. Vol. 2 #6 (2021)

"Mr. Stark, when I woke up in this era, I had no one. Nothing. You gave me a purpose. Somewhere to belong… You gave me a home."

— Iron Man/Captain America: Casualties of War (2006) 

meeting tony and the avengers, creating those friendships and connections, living at the avengers mansion with them, gives steve hope that he can still find happiness and belonging in the present day.

i always found it ironic that in the mcu steve projects this ideal of happiness and domestic life onto tony. this scene in ca:cw is a perfect example of that disconnect between the reality and what steve assumed on the surface was tony achieving what he never could — having a partner, his own family and kids. (the fact that cacw tony is 4 seconds away from a heart attack at all times and too busy running around firefighting PR crises just further drives home the irony.)

and then in a cruel twist of fate, mcu actually gives tony all of these things: home, family, wife and kid. we see steve witnessing tony having these things and knowing it's all possible, but just not for him and not in this era. (and ultimately, tony only gets to have these things for a brief period of time before having to give it all up.)

mcu steve never got to have the experiences that have shaped every other universe's steve rogers. the presence of tony stark, his friendship, his home, his love (whether platonic or romatnic), that formed the foundation of steve's purpose within the avengers, is intrinsic to steve finding hope and happiness in the modern day. the mcu changing such a crucial canon event rewrote not only the core of mcu steve's story but the trajectory of the cinematic universe. and in the end, the writers sent steve back to the past because they believed after 6 movies and 7 years, he had nothing left to live for in the present and i honestly can't think of anything more tragic.

#stevetony #superhusbands #stony #@

[rookthorne]

⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂ 𝐏𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐦

It was an old wives tale that you put no stock in: that a way to a man’s heart was through his stomach — though this time, it worked, and it worked better than you could have ever imagined. 

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 ༄ Fireman!Bucky Barnes x F!Reader x Fireman!Steve Rogers

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 ༄ 2.4k

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ༄ Fluff, extreme tension of the spicy kind, implication of a poly relationship (Steeb and Bucko are married but it doesn't stop them) and they are menaces

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 ༄ Look, I can't help what I did here. I just thought of their uniforms. You're welcome.

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 ༄ Moments Silence (Common Tongue) by Hozier

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕 ༄ @stuckybingo 𝗕𝟱 — Firefighter AU — Masterlist

𝐁𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐃𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

It had been a day. And on days like this, you turned to baking; sugar was a sure-fire way to improve anyone’s mood. 

You weren’t sure how you had gone that overboard, though. Your kitchen, once spotless and organised, was in disarray with trays of muffins and cookies that were overloaded to the point they were almost overflowing. 

It wasn’t a baking disaster, no — it was just a severe overestimation of the ingredients, that’s all.

The clouds out of your kitchen window looked stormy and grey, and a steady breeze rustled the trees lining your yard, and you sighed, glancing back down at the array of sweets. You came to a decision then. The firemen — and firewomen — at your local station; they were always giving to the community, fearlessly putting their lives on the line to save others and help them.

They deserved some sweet treats, too. 

With your arms ladened with containers of baked goods, you placed them on the back seat of your car and then started the engine. The fire station of your small town wasn’t too far away, so you cranked up the volume of your radio and began the quick drive, a big smile on your face.

There was a bus parked just down the road with the sign for children boarding, and the smile on your face widened. Today must have been field trip day, and where better to do it than here? Children were standing just inside the station's roller doors where a truck sat, lights flashing bright; red and blue bouncing and reflecting off of gleeful, childish smiles. 

You hummed quietly to yourself and parked your car, a small distance away to keep the driveway clear — after all, emergencies didn’t stop just because children and baked goods appeared. 

A loud whoop of a siren echoed as you made your way to the open roller door and the children squealed, making you grin behind the towering containers in your arms, overjoyed to have picked such a cheerful day to share. 

“Kids, settle down,” a deep voice called, the smile evident in the tone. You peered around the doorway and saw a fireman, a toothy smile surrounded by an immaculate goatee. “Now, are you ready to see how we get down the pole,” the man pointed over his shoulder towards the shining fireman’s pole by the stairs, “over there?”

A collective cheer came from the children and you lowered your arms just a little bit so you could see over the top container better. The doorway was partially in the way so you stepped inside, and the man spotted you. “Hi there,” he said, and you smiled back. “Just a minute. Buck can help you when he gets down here.”

“No worries at all,” you said, and Sam — as his name badge on his chest showed — winked before turning back towards the pole.

“Buck, Steve! Show these kids how it’s done.”

Heaven above, you were not ready for what would come sliding down that damned pole. 

The squeak from the sole of boots and the pull of skin against metal sounded and your mouth opened in a quiet gasp, the containers nearly tumbling from your arms. 

A blonde man, the size of a fucking tree, you swore, slid down first. The pants of his uniform were held up by red suspenders that lay over an extremely muscled chest, on full display through an extremely tight grey shirt. He landed on the cement floor with a grunt and spread his arms out, a wide, toothy grin on his face as he took in the clapping children. 

“C’mon, Buck,” he called, looking up at the hole in the roof. “Get down ‘ere!”

It was a miracle that the children cheered again, because the noise that left you when ‘Buck’ slid down the pole was not dignified. 

‘Buck’ was just as, if not, taller than the blonde you assumed now was Steve, and definitely broader. Dark brown hair fell down his face in strands while the rest was kept up in a messy bun. His grin was wide, happy, and bright, and his face was covered in a light dusting of stubble. The dark red, almost burgundy shirt that he was wearing was arguably tighter than Steve’s.

“Oh, fuck,” you whispered when Bucky stood next to Steve, throwing a tattooed arm over Steve’s shoulder, grinning down at the kids that barely reached their knees. “Oh, fuck.”

Fate wanted to laugh at you, however, because it was at that moment that both Steve and Buck looked over at the open doorway, their grins growing wider by tenfold once they managed a glance at your floundering expression. 

“Take care a’her,” Sam, the man with the goatee said before gathering and herding the kids towards the far wall, where uniforms and helmets hung ash stained, but proud.

They sauntered over, and it was all you could do to not fall to the floor with wobbling knees. 

“Hey, sweetheart,” Steve said brightly, and you bit back a whimper. “What can we do for you?”

Uselessly, you glanced between the two of them – struck by how damn handsome they were up close. It put all your calendars to shame. 

“Doll?” Buck said, raising a brow and offering his arms to take the containers. “Lemme take them for you.”

“Thank you,” you squeaked, immediately growing anxious at the loss of the barrier you had to hide behind. “I-I baked them for you guys, as a thank you for all you do for us–”

“Is that a batch of cookies I see?”

Bucky turned at the voice, but Steve was still staring at you, a smirk growing on his pretty pink lips–stop it! You chided yourself. 

“Clint, back off, they’re mine!” Buck yelled, pulling the containers tighter to his chest and shifting closer to Steve until their shoulders bumped.

A snort sounded behind them and you watched another blond approach, rolling his eyes. “Yeah,” Clint said, waving a hand as he entered what looked like an office. “Like your husband would protect you when he could take them all for himself.”

Immediately you looked at Bucky’s left hand, ignoring the way the intricate tattoos contrasted against his skin in the light, and saw two gold bands — one wider than the other with black and red stones. You felt crestfallen, it was a shame–

“What’re you staring at, sweetheart?” Steve piped up suddenly, a dangerously mischievous glint in his eyes. “You eyein’ up my husband?”

The ground couldn’t swallow you whole quick enough, and your eyes widened. “No!”

Buck laughed and shook his head. “Like you weren’t enjoyin’ it, punk.” The containers shifted in his arms and he offered his hand. “I’m Bucky, and this here is Steve.” You offered your name and gasped as Bucky pulled on your hand, placing a soft kiss on your knuckles. 

“Stop swooning and just ask her out for coffee, you fool,” Steve snapped and rolled his eyes, taking the containers from Bucky and striding away, pausing only to wink at you. 

Time had frozen. Your mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water. “What the hell just happened?”

“Ignore him, he’s an idiot,” Bucky said, staring at what you would guess to be Steve’s ass as he walked away. “Anyway,” he turned back to you and you realised belatedly that he was still holding your hand. “Thank you, doll, we appreciate it a lot.”

You looked up at him and smiled the best you could — you were still reeling from the shock of whatever the hell just happened. “You’re welcome,” you said quietly, and Bucky tilted his head slightly. It was like a punch to the gut, seeing his hair brush against his cheeks, and the way his grey eyes shone in the light. “I better go–”

“Where you goin’?” Bucky interrupted. He was still not letting go of your hand. 

Staring up at him, you struggled for words before settling on, “Home.”

Bucky raised a single brow in question, and shook his head slightly, as if amused. “You don’t sound so sure about that, honey.”

Oh, god, you thought. 

“Come stay a while, the kids are leavin’ soon,” Bucky said, gesturing towards the kids with a nod of his head. “And this way we can give our compliments to the baker directly.” His smirk — god, it would be the death of you. “I owe you a coffee, c’mon.”

The tug on your hand was like a jumpstart to your heart, and you followed on autopilot while Bucky walked towards another door. His heavy boots slapped against the floor and you watched his back ripple as he walked, barely restraining yourself to just reach out and run your hand over the muscle, to feel the power and strength of them. 

“There he is,” Steve said suddenly, his head poking out the door just ahead. “I was about to come and pull you off her.”

“Like you wouldn’t join in, punk,” Bucky huffed, and you stiffened, your mind racing. Just what kind of marriage was this? 

The door opened and Bucky pulled you inside. It was a breakroom of some description with lockers lining one side of the room, while tables littered the middle, surrounded by mismatched soft chairs. A red-haired woman was perched on a black chair just inside the entry, while a younger man stood at the lockers – both of them were staring right at you as you entered behind Bucky, the young man with wide eyes, the woman with narrowed eyes, like she was appraising you.

“Who’s this?” The red-head asked, a sly smirk pulling at her lips when she glanced down to see Bucky still holding your hand.

“This is the lovely dove that baked us all these goodies,” Clint piped up suddenly behind you. 

The young man ran towards Steve who was setting out the baked treats, snatching one with a laugh when Steve pushed him away. “Kid, you got no damn patience, d’you?”

“No,” he answered, and he looked at you, waving happily. “I’m Peter, by the way.”

“Hi Peter,” you said softly. Bucky pulled you closer again and you were suddenly against his side, his arm over your shoulder and all you could smell was him — woodsmoke, some kind of spice, and just Bucky. You gulped quietly and smiled at the red-head who stood slowly and made her way over to the table, then Steve. “I hope you like them,” you gestured to the containers.

“Make way!”

Bucky pulled you to stand beside the door and the man with the goatee appeared, grinning happily and making a beeline to the table of containers. “That’s Sam,” Bucky whispered, pointing at Sam’s back with the hand over your shoulder. “He’s the fire chief.” Then he pointed at the woman, a slight smile on his lips when you looked up at him. “That’s Nat, and I am terrified of her.”

“I heard that, Barnes,” Nat said suddenly, her back still to you as she perused what was on offer. “Watch it.”

Unseen by her, Bucky grimaced exaggeratedly and saluted. You laughed.

“Alright,” Steve said, clapping his hands. He took a seat on a couch you didn’t notice before and he patted the cushion next to him. “Come sit down, sweetheart,” he said, though you had no choice because Bucky had started to steer you towards him. “You deserve to enjoy your baking, too.”

You landed with an oof against Steve’s side, and Bucky followed, sitting on the free cushion with a loud groan. “Haven’t sat down all day,” he complained. Steve rolled his eyes and offered you a muffin that you took with a smile. 

The containers slowly emptied and so did the room. Clint, Natasha, Peter, and Sam had filtered out to the office, leaving you alone with Steve and Bucky. 

“So, sweetheart,” Steve purred suddenly, and your gaze snapped to his face. You could feel Bucky shift next to you but you were trapped in Steve’s gaze, a deer in headlights. “What d’you say, huh?”

You baulked, not even registering Bucky’s hand on your shoulders, slowly moving up to grip the back of your neck. “What?”

Steve chuckled and Bucky huffed a laugh, putting more pressure on the back of your neck – enough to cause you to shiver. “Come home with us, doll,” Bucky said, his voice low and hoarse. A shudder flew up your spin and you couldn’t form words. It was all too much of a shock–

An alarm echoed in the breakroom and you jumped a foot in the air. 

“Damn it all,” Steve groaned.

Bucky looked to the ceiling and let go of your neck. “Always the fuckin’ way.”

“What’s happening?” You asked, looking between the two as they got to their feet, slight frowns on their lips. 

“Time to go save lives,” Steve winked. “Tell ‘er, Buck, I’ll see you out there.”

You watched Bucky nod and offer a hand to pull you up, only when you took it, he pulled you tight to his chest, a slight chuckle rumbling in his throat when you let out a small noise of surprise. His hands gripped your shoulders and pushed you back so he had to bend slightly to look you in the eye, it was all you could do to not whine needily at the action — why was he so damn tall, you cursed. 

“Here,” Bucky said, pulling a small card and a pen from his pants pocket. He stood there for a second scrawling something, and then he handed it to you. It was a phone number. “Call me later.”

There was a shout from out by the truck and Bucky winced. “I gotta go, doll,” he rushed, and he placed a quick kiss on your cheek, the stubble on his jaw tickling slightly. 

“Okay,” you said numbly, still in shock. Bucky smiled and ran from the room; the yells of his crew audible even over the alarm. Slowly, you ran your finger over where he kissed your cheek. 

You couldn’t shake the warmth you felt when you sat next to Steve, nor could you shake the comfort you felt from Bucky’s touch. It was surreal. They were married to one another, but yet, here they were so openly flirting with you – you were intrigued, happy even for that fact.

Suddenly, as you walked back to your car parked a small way away, thumbing at the small card in your hand, you realised bringing treats to the station may have just changed your life. 

And you could not wait.

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[togrowoldinv]

Into the Flames

Natasha Romanoff x Female Reader

When your house catches fire, you meet one very attractive firefighter

Warnings: Mention of house fire, smut! 18+ please! Kissing, cursing, oral, fingering

Note: Firefighter Nat is back 🔥 She’s very sweet and very beefy. Enjoy! Remember to follow @togrowoldinvlibrary for fic updates!

Natasha Romanoff Masterlist 1, Natasha Romanoff Masterlist 2, Main Masterlist

It’s everyone’s worst nightmare. Alarms beep loudly at you as you stir from your sleep. At first you assume it’s a gas warning, but then you see the smoke filling from the other from. You know it’s a fire.

Thinking back to fire safety you learned in elementary school, you grab your phone and carefully get low to the ground as you climb out the window. Luckily it’s only one floor and you get out safely.

From outside, you can see the flames engulfing the middle part of your home. Before you can even call 911, fire trucks are pulling onto your road. You deduce that one of your neighbors must’ve called them.

“Hello, I’m Captain Rogers. Is this your house, ma’am?” A man’s voice rings in your ears. You turn to see him and other firefighters around.

“Yes,” you say.

“Is there anyone in the house? People? Pets?” He follows up.

“No.” It’s a simple response, but it’s enough for the crew to finish setting up and the attacking the fire.

Captain Rogers calls out orders as the firefighters approach your home. Their attempts to put out the fire seem to be working.

It’s then that you remember that you didn’t grab the box of photos that mean everything to you. You don’t realize that you’re panicking about it until you feel a strong hand on your shoulder.

“Ma’am, are you okay? Ma’am?” A raspy woman’s voice helps you stand up a little straighter. You make eye contact with the woman and discover she’s beautiful. Her red hair burns brighter than the flames. “Hey, breathe with me.”

She instructs you to take deep breaths and your breathing becomes more normal.

“My photos are in there,” you tell her. “I don’t have any copies.”

She glances towards the house and back to you.

“Okay,” she begins. “Where are they?”

“In my bedroom, on my desk.”

You notice the way it looks like wheels are spinning in her head before she says, “I’ll get them for you.”

She releases your shoulder but you reach for her hand before she can walk away.

“Wait! I don’t even know your name,” you say.

She squeezes your hand and flashes you a smile.

“I’m Natasha. What’s yours?”

You tell her your name and she tries it out before she turns back to the house. She goes past the captain and he stops her.

“What are you doing?” He asks.

“I need to go retrieve something for her,” the woman, Natasha, supplies.

“Stand down, no one else needs to go into the structure,” he commands her.

You watch as she looks to the house and makes a split second decision. She runs into the flames.

“Nat! That’s an order!” Captain Steve yells after her, but it’s not use. She’s made up her mind.

You watch on nervously as the woman you just met risks her life for you. It’s a few minutes before she emerges from the flames, but it looks like a scene out of a movie.

The flames burn behind her, but she doesn’t look back. She runs towards you and hands you the box of photos.

“Thank you, thank you,” you tell her with tears in your eyes.

She doesn’t speak but instead smiles before she is pulled away by another firefighter. You overhear their conversation.

“Nat! Are you crazy? You could’ve gotten yourself killed!” A blonde woman chastises her.

Natasha coughs a little, but still stands up straight.

“I was doing my job, Danvers,” she says. She glances your way and knows it was worth it when she sees you holding the box tightly to your chest.

The rest of the night goes by in a flash. They get the fire out, but you won’t know the extinct of the damage for a few days. You call a friend and stay ask to stay with them for a while.

A few days later, you still can’t get your hero, Natasha, out of your mind. The sight of her running into and out of the burning house replaces your bad memory of waking up the flames.

“Earth to y/n,” your friend Wanda says. She waves a hand in front of your face.

“Oh, I’m sorry Wands.”

Wanda smirks. “Thinking about your firefighter hero again?”

“Yeah,” you reply sheepishly. “I just wish I could thank her again.”

“Why don’t you make her brownies or something?” Wanda suggests. You’re not sure about her plan. “And then you can take them to the firehall. I’m sure people thank them like this all the time.”

“It’s not a bad idea I guess,” you say.

Wanda laughs and shakes her head. She knows you’ll do it because you want to see Natasha again.

After getting to work in the kitchen, you drive to the firehall. Your heart beats fast in your chest as you open the door. She’s sitting at the front desk.

If you thought Natasha was attractive before in her full firefighter gear, then seeing her now with a simple T-shirt and pants on is like another world. Her arm muscles are evident to you and in the light you can see her strong hands.

“Y/n?” Natasha asks you. She can’t help the smirk that comes onto her lips.

“Hi,” you say nervously. “I- um- I wanted to say thank you and I didn’t know how so I made brownies.”

You walk towards her and hand her the container. Her hand brushes yours as she accepts them.

“That’s very kind of you, sweetheart,” Natasha says. “I can think of more ways you could thank me.” Your brain short circuits at her words.

“Oh- I-“ you stumble over your words, but luckily are saved when her coworker comes into the room.

“Nat stop flirting and get back to the desk,” the woman says. You recognize her from that night.

“Whatever you say, Lieutenant,” Natasha’s voice drips with sarcasm.

Danvers takes the container from Nat and walks towards the other room. But not before one last statement.

“Desk duty was such an easy punishment, Romanoff. Don’t waste mine and Cap’s pleading with Chief Fury,” she says.

Natasha shakes her head and looks back to you.

“I’m sorry about that. I do have to get back to work, but maybe I can see you tomorrow night?” Natasha asks. Was she asking you out on a date? She must read your mind because her next words are, “Like as a date, if you want that.”

“Yes, that sounds nice,” you agree.

She hands you a card with her number on it and tells you to call her. Your hands shake as you accept it, and walk back to your car.

The next day comes quickly. You called Natasha as promised and her smooth voice on the other end of the line makes your heart threaten to explode in your chest.

When you meet her at the restaurant, she looks stunning in black pants and a leather jacket. It’s exactly the kind of outfit you expected her to wear.

At some point, she takes off her jacket and your eyes once again go to her strong arms and hands. You wonder what they would feel like against you.

The date ends way too soon and Natasha walks you up to your friend’s apartment door.

“Tonight was fun,” you say, turning around waste time by the door.

“It was,” she agrees. She steps closer to you and your back is pressed to the door.

Natasha’s hands come to rest softly against your face. Her touch is gentle, but you can feel the roughness of her skin from the physicality of her job.

“Can I kiss you?” She says quietly.

“Yes please,” you say. She chuckles at your cuteness and brushes her nose against yours.

Finally, she closes the space between the two of you. Her lips against yours feels like magic. Your knees go weak as your hands find her waist. She deepens the kiss, but pulls away before it goes too far.

“Goodnight y/n;” she says with a soft kiss to your cheek.

“Goodnight Natasha,” you say.

She makes sure you get inside okay and then she walks back to her motorcycle. You both can’t sleep as you think about how amazing the date was. And that kiss. Wow.

After a night of tossing and turning, you decide to text Natasha. It’s a simple good morning text, but she replies quickly. A few minutes later your phone rings.

“Good morning, sweetheart,” Natasha’s voice sounds so good in the morning.

“Hey there, Natasha,” you greet her back.

It’s quiet for a moment.

“So, when can we see each other again?” You gain some confidence to ask her.

“Well, I work for the next few days,” Natasha says with an apologetic tone.

“Oh, okay. Maybe we can meet up after that?”

Nat is silent for a moment. “Or maybe you could come and see me here? We can order lunch.”

“That sounds great,” you say, trying your best to play it cool.

You get dressed and Wanda teases you as you leave to meet Natasha. You’re not entirely sure what the lunch date entails, but you’re hoping it’s more than just food.

When you enter the firehall, it’s Natasha sitting at the desk once again.

“Hey, beautiful,” she greets you with a hug. Her strong arms hold you tight.

“Hey Nat, you look nice,” you tell her. She’s wearing a tank top with the fire station’s logo on it.

“You’re cute,” she says. She turns to another firefighter. “Hey Parker, I’m going to lunch. Man the desk for me?”

He agrees and Nat takes your hand. She leads you to a room upstairs. Closing the door behind her, she pulls you in for a kiss. It’s different than last night. It’s rougher. It’s hungrier.

Her hands slip under your shirt and you thank goodness that she’s on the same wavelength as you are.

“Is this okay?” She asks before she goes any further.

“Please. Please Nat yes,” you say.

You stop breathing when she takes her own shirt off. Her abs are perfect.

“My eyes are up here,” she jokes before she drops to her knees. She unbuttons your jeans and pulls them and your underwear down your legs. “So wet for me.”

“Fuck Natasha,” you say as she starts to lick through your folds. Her tongue works expertly to bring you to your high in record time.

“So good for me,” she says as she kisses your inner thighs and cleans you up.

When she stands back up, you pull her into a searing kiss. She doesn’t hold back her strength as she pulls you closer.

You dip your hand into her pants and gather her wetness.

“Fuck,” she mumbles. You pull your hand out and she groans at the lack of contact. Quickly, you unbutton her pants and slip them down her legs. She’s wearing boxers and she looks so good in just them and her bra.

“Wow,” you comment. She smirks and pulls her boxers down to join her pants.

“No teasing,” she says in a no nonsense voice. You kneel in front of her.

“Oh yeah? And what if I do?” You test your luck.

Her hand comes to the back of your head and she pushes you into her core a little roughly, but you don’t mind.

You get to work licking her and taking her clit in your mouth. When she’s getting close, you decide to use your fingers to work in tandem.

“I’m gonna come,” Natasha says. Her head is falling back in pleasure.

You moan against her and she’s tipping over the edge. She comes hard against your tongue and fingers.

When you stand back up, she takes your hand and sucks your fingers that were just inside of her. She keeps eye contact as she does it and your brain goes fuzzy.

“We have to do that again sometime,” you say once she’s relented.

“Agreed. You ready for lunch or was that appetizing enough?” She asks with a chuckle.

“Natasha,” you grin at her cheekiness. She kisses your lips softly.

“Okay. Actual food and then round two?” She asks.

“I’m totally in,” you say.

You two share a smile and get dressed again. She takes your hand again and leads you to the kitchen.

Maybe something good came from the fire after all.

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[navybrat817]

I just wanted to share, because Steve and Bucky as Firefighter.

And reader meeting one of them (or both) like this. 🤭

Nonnie, you need to warn me! I mean. Well. You kind of warned me by saying "as firefighter". Hot firefighters with kittens? Yes, please? 🔥

What other profession could we see the guys doing this?

Love and thanks! ❤️

#navybrat answers #ig video #firefighters #kittens #bucky barnes #steve rogers #so soft #and hot #anon ask #sending love ❤️ #asks are always appreciated

[writing-for-marvel]

These are all the fics I've read in October. Please go show all these amazing writers some much deserved love! Also please remember to read the warnings for each individual fic

🔥 - smut | 💗 - fluff |💧 - angst | 😈 - dark

Dividers by @saradika

Bucky Barnes

💧 Meant To Be (series) by @rosepetalsinwinter

🔥 Might Even Be by @slyyywriting

🔥 Lose Your Voice by @navybrat817

💗 Feelin’ Gourd by @jobean12-blog

💧💗🔥 Insatiable by @/jobean12-blog

💗 Rooted in Love by @/jobean12-blog

🔥 Cockwarming by @vellicore

💧💗 Clingy by @imtryingbuck

💗 A Written Notion by @sweetdreamsbuck

💧🔥 Wait For Hours by @notafunkiller

💧🔥 One Night With You Part 1 by @jtargaryen18

💗 What He Deserves by @hannibals-favourite-meal

💗 Personal Pillow by @mrsbarnesblog

💗 Hot Chocolate by @littleseasiren

💧💗 Who The Hell Is Daryl? By @lostgirlmuseum

💗 Firefighter Bucky taking you in after a fire at your apartment building by @espinosaurusrexex

💧💗 What If I Am Too Much? by @notafunkiller

😈🔥 Ace of Wands by @flordeamatista

Steve Rogers

🔥 Love Bites by @lunarbuck

🔥 Eyes on Me by @1-800-jjbarnes

💗 Back Rubs by @sapphire-rogers

🔥 Car Sex by @stuckymonkey

🔥 Carnival Fun by @notyetneedcoffee

💗🔥 I’ve still got a few rounds left in me by @thyme-in-a-bubble

💗 Stars and Stripes by @intrepidacious

🔥💗 Breathe Me by @fushic0re

💧 Say It Back by @fandoms-writings

💗 The Second Date by @crazyunsexycool

🔥💗 Overstimulation by @myfictionaldreams

💧💗 Imagine Steve coming to be with you by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

Wanda Maximoff

🔥 Somnophilia by @sytoran

🔥 Thigh Riding by @/sytoran

💗 The Purrfect Pair by @astrorogers

Frank Castle

🔥😈 Sacrifice Yourself and Let Me Have What’s Left by @mrsmischief209

💧🔥 Complicated by @targaryenvampireslayer

💧💗 How To Say I Love You by @feelmyskinonyourskin

💗 Domestic Frank by @strawhbrrries

Sam Wilson

🔥 Phone Sex by @/lunarbuck

💧💗 Love Me, Too by @onceuponastory

💗🔥 Sugar Daddy!Sam by @fluffyprettykitty

Andy Barber

🔥 The Devil by @/flordeamatista

💗 CEO!Andy by @holacia3

💗 Your Age Is Showing by @worksby-d

Lee Bodecker

😈🔥 Save Your Tears by @/flordeamatista

😈 Lights Out by @/vellicore

Joel Miller

🔥 Thrills by @moonlight-prose

🔥 Can’t Keep My Hands to Myself by @/jobean12-blog

🔥💗 Joel is such a sap after sex by @inklore

💧💗 Roommate Joel Collection by @/holacia3

Multiple Characters

💧😈 Surrender by @/mrsmischief209

🔥 Double Penetration by @/lunarbuck [Bucky Barnes & Steve Rogers]

😈🔥 The Magician by @/flordeamatista [Lloyd Hansen & Nick Fowler]

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