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teacupcollector · 2 years

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INSATIABLE -(Bucky Barnes/Reader/Steve Kemp) Part 1 (of a possible series)

Marvel Masterlist Summary: Y/N has moved across the country to the nice state of Oregon after a fall out with her family. As she continues her journey down the desolate road she comes upon a mysterious stranger. Despite her inner confliction she befriends him. Little did she know, knowing him would change her life.

A/N: This has been in my drafts for a while. Maybe I could make this a series? (I feel bad because I have so many unfinished stories lol)

A/N: If this becomes a series I would like everyone under the age of 18 to not interact. This will be very dark. I hope you understand an enjoy!

"You know what you need to do right?" Steve asks as he rushes around the small living room picking up his essentials.

"Yes sir..." The asset responded.

"My wife and kids expect me to be back at the house before 11 for my kids soccer practice so hurry and repeat it back to me." Steve says as he walks to his front door. The asset stills for a moment before responding.

"Put on casual clothes, go into town on foot and if possible hitchhike into town, analyze potential vic-"

"They are not "Victims" Asset..." Steve says as he walks up to him.

" If you see them as victims you will begin to sympathize with them." He says gently smacking his cheek a couple of times.

"Now again." Steve says and the Asset nods.

"Put on casual clothes, go into town on foot unless someone offers a ride, analyze and scout potential livestock, capture said livestock by any means necessary." The Asset finishes and Steve sighs.

"And what should you find out about them? What is your name?" He asks and the Asset responds.

"Make sure there is no obstacles, i.e Family or friends who would be searching for them. My name... My name is James..." Steve nods and pokes the Assets forehead.

"I paid a pretty penny for you... If only they knew what they were giving up..." Steve says as he pats his shoulder.

"Smart and pretty is what you are! Makes my job a hell of a lot easier." He says opening the door.

"Make sure the rest stay fed yeah?" The Asset nods.

"Yes sir..." Steve nods back before exiting and shutting the door.

"I like shiny things but I'd marry you with paper ring duh duh, duh duh," You continue to hum the rest of the song.

You decided to take a road trip. You quit your job and packed up what you had in your little apartment in Florida and head West. You decided to see what was beyond the East Coast. This is your third day on the road and you are on a long stretch of road in the middle of no where. As you continue you see a figure on the side of the road. You slow down to a slower pace to see what you could identify. He looked worn out and his clothes looked dirty. He was carrying a backpack and that is all you could see as you passed him. You continue to drive before ultimately coming to a stop a mile or so down the road. You swore to yourself that you would never pick up a hitchhiker. You know you (Mothers name) Would be rolling in her grave if you did. Against your better judgment you make a U-Turn. Now that you see him from the front he doesn't seem so bad. You pull over on the opposite side of the road and roll down your window.

"Hey!" You call out and the man pauses. He turns to look at you.

"Do you need a ride?" You ask and the man looks back and forth down the road before crossing the street.

"If you don't mind... My car broke down and I am trying to get to town." He says.

This makes you pause. "I didn't see a car..." You say debating on letting this man in your car now.

"There is a trail some miles down that way." He says pointing down the street he was walking from.

"I like to camp... It's peaceful out here..." He says but his eyes look so far away as he looks into yours.

"Anyway I was heading out of the woods in my truck when it blew a fuse." He says.

"Could you not have called someone?" You ask as you look him up and down.

"There's no service..." He says and you quickly look at your phone to see that there is indeed no service.

"Oh uh... What is your name? I want to know who I am riding with..." You say with a nervous laugh.

"James..." He says and you hold out your hand.

"Nice to meet you James. I'm (Y/N)." You say and he nods shaking your hand.

"Um... Hop in." You say unlocking the passenger side door. He nods again and releases your hand before going around the front of the car and to the passenger side. You quickly move all the fast food bags and wrapper to the back seat where it is full almost to the top with moving boxes. He sits down once you are done.

"Sorry I have been on the road for a bit." You say as you look in the rear view mirror.

He nods. "That's fine I understand."

As you are driving you decide to get to know him. "Is there a place where I can drop you off once we get to town?" You ask.

"Where do you live?" James stills.

"I kind of live everywhere." The way he speaks sounds stiff as if he has talked this much in a long time.

"Everywhere?"

"Yeah... I have an apartment in town and a small house in the woods." This makes you quirk a brow.

"I thought you said you were in a camp..." James nods.

"I am but houses still have electricity. I like to unplug on occasion." He says.

His voice starts to sound less strained as he talks. "I have never went camping believe it or not." You say with a laugh.

"Really? Why not?"

"Well for one. I had no one to go with, for two I am really scared of the dark as well as being alone. For three uh... The woods kind of scare me..." You say.

"Did your dad not take you?" He asks.

"Uh... He couldn't really... I never met him. Well not until recently." James looks over at you.

"What does that mean?" He asks and you sigh.

"I don't want to dump my trauma on you... I just met you..." You say blushing in embarrassment.

James takes a minute to respond. As if he is trying to gather what he is trying to say.

"I was never one for small talk..." He says.

"It doesn't show who you really are..." You look over for a moment.

"You think so?" You ask and he hums a 'Yes.'

"So if I were to ask you your favorite color you'd be annoyed?" You ask with a laugh.

He shakes his head. "No... I'd just think you are generic."

"Woooowww So I am just a basic bitch huh?" You say with a smirk.

"N-No that's not..."

"I'm just playing James... Soooo deep stuff?" You ask.

"Mhm..." He responds.

"Okay... Where would I start?" He shrugs and there is silence throughout the car.

"I'm an amputee..." He says quietly.

"I lost it in Iraq..." This makes your eyes widen. Now that you think about it you didn't see a left arm. Or at least the sleeve was empty.

"I-"

"Please don't pity me..." James says.

"I have enough of that..." James voice seems to break.

"I... I don't know what to say..." You say and stay silent for a moment.

"I would say 'Thank you for your service' but that seems generic." James lets out a chuckle.

"Yeah... No need to be a basic bitch..." He says some humor hidden in his tone. This makes you burst into laughter.

"Okay I guess it's my turn..." You say and focus on the road.

"When I mean I met my dad recently it is more like 5 years ago... He left my mom and my sister when I was born and he recently popped up..." You say.

"What do you mean by popped up?" He asks.

"My mom died 5 years ago and once he heard about it he came to collect what "is rightfully mine." He was high on drugs during her funeral..."

"How old are you?" James asks. "I will be 24 in (Your birth month)."

"You were still a teenager when she died... I'm sorry..." He says and you sigh.

"My sister and him live in Florida... She is determined to get him into rehab. I swear to god she is delusional. He left us and all he wants is money... She doesn't see that..."

"Do you still talk with your sister?" You shake your head.

"I told her I wanted nothing to do with him and in turn wanted nothing to do with her... She kicked me out the next day..." You feel his hand place itself on your shoulder. You know you should shrug it off but you felt comforted by it. You haven't said any of this out loud in so long. It felt nice to let it out.

"I have a sister... Well had..." He says and releases your shoulder.

"She died of Cancer while on my 2nd tour... I didn't get to see the funeral."

"I'm really sorry James." You say and sigh.

"I guess we both are a little broken huh?" James chuckles and nods.

"I guess so..." You turn up the music in the car.

"Lets jam!" You say and James chuckles as he nods his head to the beat.

An hour or so later you finally see your first stop light. "Hey it looks like we are almost there!" You say pointing ahead of you.

James nods. "I can see that."

"Is there a place I can drop you off? I don't want to leave you stranded." James sighs.

"Look... I don't want to be weird..." You go through the light once it turns green.

"Weird about what?" You ask and he sighs again.

"I owe you one right?"

"I me-"

"I owe you one. How about I help you unpack?"

"Oh I don't want to bother you. You must have been tired walking all that way."

"My mother would be cursing me from her grave if I didn't help you... Please... I might not be able to pick up some boxes but please..." You pause as you stop at another red light.

"Okay... Okay fine lets go." You say with a smile.

You drive toward the apartment complex. You hate to think it but you are starting to feel slightly sorry for him. He seems like he really wants a friend and since you are moving to a whole other state you might need one as well.

"I guess today is your lucky day because my complex is a block or so from a tow/car place... I forgot what you call them." You say slightly flustered as you back up into your designated parking space.

"It seems to be slipping my mind..." James says with a small smile though it seems slightly forced.

"Lets not worry about it..." You look at your phone as you take the keys out of the ignition.

James gets out of the car as do you. The two of you begin to unload the car.

"Put that box on my shoulder."

"What?" He nods to the box that says 'Clothes'

"James it will be-"

"Don't say it will be to heavy... I got it." He says.

You sigh and nod as you struggle to get the box to shoulder height. He leans down with his right shoulder and wraps his right arm around it and stands up fully.

"See? I got it." He gives a nod.

You pick up a smaller box and lead the way up the outdoor stairs and into the hallway. You stop in front of your apartment and unlock the door and step inside. James follows you and stays near the front door.

"Uh... You can set it in the living room." James nods and goes toward a living room like space.

The entire place is unfurnished and James seems to notice this. "Where is all the furniture? I didn't see a U-Haul or anything with you." You set your box on the counter in the kitchen.

"Oh uh... I kind of picked up what I could and left... I don't really have that much money so it might stay like this for a while haha..." You say nervously.

For some reason you didn't want him to look down on you due to your situation.

"B-But that's okay! I don't mind!" You say and he nods as he begins to walk back outside.

You follow as you head back to your car. "So do you have any job?" He asks and you shrug putting down another box.

"Not yet... But I should find one honestly... I paid my rent for 3 months in advance so I could have time to find one. It is surprisingly cheap here." You say with a smile.

"What about you?" James takes a moment which confuses you.

"I'm a contractor. I take jobs where ever I can find them.... Mainly construction..." You nod. "That's interesting." You say with a smile.

A bit of time went by and you have all the boxes inside. "Do you want some food?" You ask and he shrugs.

"I mean I don't have any here but we could get take out?" You ask and he pauses.

"Sorry you must have places you want to be. We just met each other. I'm sorry if I put to much pressure on you." You say looking away.

It is true. You don't know this man and now he knows where you live. If you were in your right mind because apparently you aren't you wouldn't have picked him up in the first place.

James begins to speak. "Sure I can stay for a little bit... I'll pay."

You shake your head. "Oh no you don't have to do th-" "I owe you one now. Don't worry about it." He says as he picks up his phone and looks at you.

"What are you hungry for?" He asks and you pause for a moment.

"How about Chinese?" You ask and he nods before looking up the closest Chinese place.

He then asks what you would like and you proceed to tell him your order as you begin to unpack some pots and pans. He stands near the kitchen counter as you do this.

"Is there anything I can help with?" He asks and you nod.

"Could you put some of the food into the fridge?" He nods and proceeds to do that. By the time you both were done with the Kitchen boxes James got a notification on his phone.

"The food is ready... I forgot to mention that this place doesn't deliver but it is just down the street. I'll go get it okay?" You nod and say.

"Alright stay safe! It is getting kind of late." He nods before leaving

As the Asset is walking to get the food he makes sure to duck out of sight from the apartment. He checks his phone.

By the time James returns You are already unwrapping a rug and blowing up a mattress for you to sleep on. He knocks on the door before entering. You walk over and look through the peep hole. Once you see that it's James you smile and unlock the door to open it.

"Heya!" You say as you let him in.

"Hey." He says with a slight smile lifting up the bag of take out before walking over to the kitchen and setting it down on the counter. You shut the door behind him and debate on locking it. 'I don't want to freak him out so I won't lock it.' You think to yourself as you turn and follow him to the kitchen. He seemed to work fast because he was already setting the food out and grabbing plates.

"Thank you James I guess I owe you one." You let out a laugh.

"I guess we will be in debited to each other for a long time if we keep doing this." James lets out a chuckle and nods.

"Yeah... I guess we will." He says as he stares into your eyes.

"I guess you do owe me one..." He says just above a whisper. You feel your body become hot as blood rushes to your cheeks. You quickly grab your food and begin eating.

"I-Is it getting hot in here? I think it's getting hot in here haha." You say as you walk toward the living room and set your food on the now fully blown mattress.

After making sure it wouldn't spill you walk over to one of the many windows. "I'm just going to open a window..." You say as you open one.

James only hums as he comes into the living room with his food and sits down next to yours. When you finish opening the window you walk over and sit down. You both continue to eat in silence.

"It is getting kind of late..." James says. "Is it?" You ask and look at your phone.

It says 11PM and your eyes widen. "I am so sorry James! I didn't realize. You don't think it is to late to tow your car?"

"Uh... No I don't think so. Pretty sure they are open 24 hours." You nod.

"Oh! Well take the plastic bag so you can carry your food!" James nods and stands up.

You stand up as well and pick up both plates of food. James follows you to the kitchen and you put each plate of food into their respective containers before putting his into the take away bag and handing it to him.

"Well I hope you get there safe." You say with a shy smile.

"Yeah... Stay safe and... congrats on the new apartment." He says with a tight smile.

You nod and walk him to your door and he steps out. "See you around (Y/N)." He says and you wave.

"Bye James!" You see him walk down the hall and down the stairs until he is out of sight. You shut the door and sigh as you begin to get ready for bed.

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dungeonpuppykai · 2 years

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|| Submission ||

Description: One in which Steve chooses you over his deadly tastes.

Pairing: Dark Dom!Steve Kemp | Sub!Reader.

Disclaimer: I (unfortunately) do not own Steve Kemp. This story contains mature content and dark themes so browse at your own discretion, please. Minors do not interact.

Warning(s): Mentions of cannibalism (not reader), D/S dynamics, male!dom, female!sub, deflowering, possible mentions of drugging and kidnapping (not reader). Age!Gap (Steve is late thirties and reader is early twenties), choking, spit kink (?), corruption kink, imbalance of power, possessive!Steve, Dark!Steve.

Note: English is not my first language. Feedback is much appreciated. Unedited. 🩷

MASTERLIST

His eyes carefully watched every move she made whilst she gingerly tip toed around his house, tracing 'the' painting before shyly complimenting how pretty it all was. A drawn out sigh escaped his lips as he looked back down at the drinks he was preparing, biting his lip to contemplate between putting the pill in her glass or discarding it.

A few moments passed like that before a quiet grunt followed a curse out of his mouth when he reverted his eyes back up to her unsuspecting figure leaning against the bookshelf as she peered at the contents of it. With a shake of his head, the man decided to toss the drug in the kitchen bin.

"Come here, pet~" Steve sweetly called out to Y/n as he made his way to the couches with both the glasses in his hands, taking a sip from his own mix while holding out the other for her to take.

"You have such a pretty house, sir" he could tell she was still in awe as she observed everything with parted lips, looking all the way up to the ceiling and around like an excited child, feet approaching the older's figure seated on a sofa before she reached for the glass using one of her hands. Steve opened his mouth to respond but was cut short before he could even begin. "It is totally like those fancy haunted houses and lairs of rich serial killers in movies" he couldn't help but bite his lip at her naive honesty.

Oh, if only she knew…

"Ah, you caught me" a giggle danced its way past her rosey pink lips as his slender fingers snaked around her free wrist before tightening themselves just enough to pull her body against the couch next to the man. "I've bodies in the basement that I cut and sell piece by piece" although true, the words were so horrible that Y/n just laughed, deeming them those of the joking sort as she blushed due to the proximity of their bodies, her lack of experience in matters of passion obvious.

"Oh, somebody save me~" she added to the 'joke', taking a sip of her drink and clicking her tongue to register the taste of the contents in it. "My Master is a cannibal killer~" that was one of the many things Steve loved about her. How she was so innocent and oblivious, always expecting the same treatment that she gave others in return for herself because, 'why wouldn't they?'

Never once thinking ill of, or for someone.

It was so… refreshing.

She just had to be his.

"I am sorry, little one" he felt a new kind of thrill out of this little game of 'pretend' as he turned to fully face her, placing one elbow against the rest of the couch a few inches adjacent from her face, taking a sip of his drink. "I hate to be the one to break it to you, but there's no escape now." His free hand tenderly brushed the strands covering a side of her pretty face, tongue running over his lips at the sight of her inviting ones. "This house is your world now." While he meant his words, the unsuspecting girl giggled, thinking them nothing more than playful banter.

"Mmm~" placing her head against the couch, Y/n pouted as she took a sip of her own drink. "I think I am drunnnkkk~" Steve bit his lip as he felt slight discomfort travel between his legs.

She was so fucking precious.

You might just be the death of me…

None of the other ones were like her. They had never been.

"Funny you say that because there is actually no alcohol content in yours" the shade of pink in her cheeks deepend as she huffed and pouted in embarrassment, forcing a chuckle out of the older.

"This is not fair, sir!" The girl whined out as she sat up straighter, scowling at him. "You said I get to be a big girl tonight!" Humming along her adorable protests, Steve memorized every inch, corner and crevice of her face, feeling himself get more and more fond of her every passing second. "Big girls can drink!"

"You know the rules, baby." Was his only response which seemed to fire the girl up even more.

"But this is REALLY not fair! What would one drink-!" Y/n's breath was forced out of her in a shudder when Steve silently cupped her cheeks, eyes scanning all the details her body had to offer before his fingers travelled down to her throat, thumb softly caressing the skin there.

"You were saying?" Raising an eyebrow, the man smirked at her heavy breathing and loss of words.

He loved how reactive she was to him.

"I was… saying…?" Y/n wondered aloud, tilting her head to the side as she raked her brain for aid.

"Yes, you were saying…?" Steve loved the effect he had on her. The obvious imbalance of power always had him wanting more and more of her. Oh how sweet the surrender and submissiveness she provided was. Addicting.

No other sub had ever been able to give him the thrill she provided. The man did not know how a girl so beautiful and loving had kept herself pure and untainted for as long as she did but he was glad. Not that he had ever longed for salvation but now he was convinced she was his.

It was a perfect match. Y/n belonged with him. That was the only way this all made sense. It was the only way this could make sense.

Someone like himself would never right for him. And she would not truly belong to a person similar to herself. No, no.

This was right. This, was balanced. This, was how it had to be. This was what made sense.

Nothing else.

"I mean… I am just… saying… sir…" All sense of defiance deserted her as she felt herself getting smaller and smaller under his strong gaze, gulping down the bile in her throat as she struggled to continue, flushing when he hummed and nodded for her to continue, now staring directly into her eyes. "O- One sip… won't hurt…" Steve's tongue ran along his teeth as he grinned, loving how the demand had reduced from drinks to a drink, and now to a sip.

This was their first ever real date. Before tonight they had met in coffee shops once or twice after exchanging numbers in a bondage store. He still remembered how clueless and flushed she was, clearly intimidated by the keeper of the store as she nodded along to everything he said, gently touching the various toys and articles displayed.

Steve was there for shopping of his own and since he had been looking for a new victim -at the time- he had approached her, excusing the male who was very obviously doing her no help but only confusing her. He remembered how her teary eyes had gleamed as she thanked him for the help, struggling to explain how she walked in just to observe but the attendant adamantly pushed on and on. He could tell she was socially anxious. The work he'd done in the psychiatric department during his residency had taught him some things about such matters.

The man had found himself loving how she opened up to him. And as he took her to the nearest coffee shop to help her calm down, he learned that she did not do that with everyone. It had made him feel special.

After that, it was destiny. One thing led to another and before they knew it, they had developed a friendship. And then one day Steve took a risk and asked her why she had really been at the store that day. To his surprise, -as Y/n was actually very, very shy especially when it came to things like these- the girl confessed her taste for… unconventional activities of the bedroom. Not that she'd ever indulged in any, but he remembered her saying how she'd want to experience that with someone worthy some day.

Oh. He still remembered how he had to relieve himself twice and some more later that day.

The way she knew how to guard her perfect self and dignity while still being so fragile and supple.

Y/n was truly one of a kind and his most prized possession. So whilst he found the submission by letting someone become a part of himself beautiful, he found himself wanting her to be a part of his life even more.

For once, he'd abandon his selfish ways because she deserved it and everything fine and good he could give her.

She was his special one. His pure one. His pet.

There would never be another like her.

"Just a sip, huh?" His own breathing had deepened as he raised an eyebrow, pulling her closer by the hold he had on her throat, thumb reaching for her chin and caressing it as his hand travelled back up the length of her neck.

Y/n nodded, pupils dilated with desire as she felt his digit toy with her bottom lip. "Y- Yes, sir…"

"Seeing as today is a special day, I think I can arrange that for you, pet…" His hand was back to caressing her now really warm cheek as his thumb invaded the moist cavern of her mouth, a sigh escaping him at the sight as well as the feeling of her lips tightening around the object of said intrusion.

Steve took a decent sip of his drink before nearing her lips and dragging his thumb halfway out of Y/n's mouth before applying pressure on her lower jaw and prying it open. A whimper escaped the girl as she realized what was coming, feeling heat pool between her hips as she increased the gap between her lips, obediently waiting for the man to release the drink in her mouth.

"Uh, uh, uh~" Steve warned after transferring the contents in his mouth to hers, using his wet thumb to push the droplet that was trying to escape her mouth by trickling down one of the corners, his digit forcing it back in with the rest of it. "Good girl~" he praised her patience as she stayed still in the same position, liquid filled mouth opened wide as she awaited his command. "Swallow it away, baby."

She was too good.

The younger closed her mouth and swallowed the strong beverage, face twisting and tender features hardening in response to the bitter taste.

"Ew, gross" Steve found the response beautiful.

So pure.

"See," placing their empty glasses on the coffee table, the male stood up to his height and held out his hands for hers before pulling her up to her feet when she reached for him, pecking her lips. "This is why you should always listen to me. Because…?" Raising an eyebrow, he waited for her to continue.

"Master knows best, sir."

"Good girl."

There was a brief moment of silence and stillness before they latched onto each other like starved savages, Steve easily dominating Y/n and the inexperienced one letting him as they stumbled the way to 'his room', the sloppy sounds their lips were making loud in the otherwise quiet house, a moan leaving the girl when the male's tongue invaded her mouth, his hands carefully holding the sides of her face to cease her in his grip to restrain her against him and away from the rest of the world, yet soft enough to not scare her.

Steve refused to mess this up for himself.

Once in the room, the male backed up after placing the girl in front of him, dark eyes carefully watching her standing obediently in place as he seated himself on the edge of the bed.

"Go ahead now, pet. Be a dear and show Master his property" placing one hand besides him on the bed, he leaned against it, manspreading as he sighed while adjusting his hips to ease his erection a little.

Y/n's whole face flushed at his words as she bit her bottom lip, gaze shying away from his as she understood what he meant, the dull ache between her legs speeding up a little more.

"Hey, hey!" He called out to her, snapping his fingers to get her attention as she was blushing with her gaze fixated on the ground now, fingers softly fumbling with the hem of her dress. "Here, eyes up here" Steve ordered, indulging deeper in his Dom space. "Come on now, pet. You have been such a good girl tonight. Don't go off ruining it for yourself, now. Eyes up where I can see them."

"Sorry, Master" despite how shy and embarrassed she felt, Y/n forced herself to reconnect her gaze with his, wanting to please him at all costs.

"Good girl." Her fingers reached for the strings holding her dress together, pulling at them and letting the fabric loose. "Good girl~" Steve drew the praise out this time, gulping before running his tongue across his lips again. "Just like that~" his words were both encouraging and warm, providing confidence as she slowly pulled her arms out of the steeves, taking a long inhale before pulling it down her breasts, breath hitching when it brushed past her torso and then eventually down the length of her beautiful legs, defensively covering her exposed cushions when she stood back up.

"Simply gorgeous~" Steve continued to praise her as his eyes travelled up and down her body that he was seeing this exposed for the first time, clicking his tongue when they stopped at her arms that were curled against her front. "Come on, now. Remove those arms for me, baby. Aren't you going to let me see my property?"

"N- No, sir… I- I am" taking in one last breath, the girl lowered her arms and let them hang freely at her sides, shivering as her nipples hardened in response to the room temperature, goosebumps rising on her skin as the realisation of just how exposed she really was seeped in deeper and deeper.

Steve took his sweet time admiring the view, hand slowly teasing his bulge as he whimpered under his breath. "Come here." The steps she took were given an eyebrow raise as the male slowly tilted his head to the side. "Nu- uh. I've taught you how good dolls walk for their Masters, tch" her cheeks burned brighter, streaks of the colour now starting to travel down to her neck as she whimpered out a hushed apology, lowering herself on all fours before slowly starting to crawl towards the man.

"Good pet." His occupied hand reached for her neck when she was in reach, pulling her shy body closer to himself, Steve placed both his feet against the insides of Y/n's knees before forcing them apart, causing the younger to yelp and stumble face first in his crotch.

"S- Sorry, Master! I am sorry!" The girl scrambled back up in embarrassment, having a hard time staying in place because of the foreign position she'd been forced in, a shudder escaping her when she felt a slight breeze caress her now fully exposed sex.

"Aren't you a cutie, hm?" Steve's pupils were blown wide with lust, the nervousness radiating off Y/n fuel for his libido. "Look at you all red and shy like you're not soaking for me down… here" a loud gasp resounded in the room when he swiftly moved forward and reached for her wet cunt, two fingers brushing the hot folds of flesh before slipping further south and feeling the tight and virgin entrance, causing the upper half of Y/n's body to spasm in response, knees starting to shake from the unexpected violation.

"M- Master~" the girl moaned, trembling hands curled against his knees for support as the older continued to feel and caress every inch and crevice of her pulsating sex, dark eyes savoring every gasp and flinch of her body.

"So tight, so innocent, aren't you?" Y/n nodded, biting her bottom lip at the feeling, hips slowly trying to rock against his arm for better stimulation. "Yet you are dripping just from being naked, tsk." Not being able to resist the temptation, he reached for the beautiful length of her throat with his free hand, caressing the middle before pulling her closer and applying a small bit of pressure. "I'd be humiliated if I were you, you know. Having to strip down to nothing in front of someone fully dressed. But then there's you, moaning and fucking yourself against my fingers."

"P- Please… please, sir… so, so good…" She pleaded, tiny droplets of sweat decorating her skin as a few of her strands sticking to it. "Please…" It was the first time she had ever been touched by someone other than herself down there. She felt small. Powerless. Completely at the mercy of the man before her.

"Such a needy pet I have" the man chuckled when she moaned in response to his fingers disconnecting with her core as he brought them up to his lips and licked them clean, humming at the sweet taste as his other hand choked her harder now, causing her lips to fall open to try and suck in oxygen, nostrils flaring as she tilted her head back, hips subconsciously rocking in the air still, cunt desperate for stimulation.

"What was that?" Steve questioned when she mouthed him a silent and breathless please, hand forcing her face closer to his ear as he released her airway just enough to allow her to gasp some air in. "Come on, pet. Tell me what you want."

"You, Master… please… you. I need you" not used to waiting this long as she usually relieved herself right away, Y/n pleaded through her teary vision, gulping down the bile in her throat. "Need you. Need you so bad…" Her words snapped something in him and he stilled for a moment before pulling her even closer, grinning down at her sickly while his other hand pushed away the hairs sticking to her pretty face.

"You need me, huh baby?" The girl nodded.

"Only you, Master. So bad… please." Oh if only she had the slightest idea of how his messed up mind was registering those words. "Felt so good… please…"

"Good. You should only ever want me because only I know what you like. Only I can give you what you need." Standing up, he let his thumb caress her lips again.

"No one but you, sir…" She promised, obediently peeking up at him through her long lashes.

"Good doll…" The man praised in response before biting his lip and leaning his hips closer to her face, brushing his aching bulge against her nose. "You feel that, pet? This is what you do to me." Y/n only moaned in response, noting to herself the information that she liked having his crotch rubbed in her face, the hardness caressing the tip of her nose as she sighed in contentment before unintentionally pressing a kiss to the area.

Steve ceased all movement as he felt a cold shiver run down his spine. Fuck. This. This was a whole another kind of submission. Foreign, yes, but definitely victorious among all the other ones he'd experienced before. And to think this was coming from a virgin; a blank slate. All his to paint and mould however he would desire. Pulling and pushing her in every and any way he wanted. He would be all she would ever know. Nothing more, nothing less. Uncontaminated. Truly honest. Beautiful. His.

If this wasn't perfection, Steve didn't know what was. Just what was real, if not this. Destiny, or salvation could not be anything else but this supple and untainted girl before him whom he'd colour in that of his own. Perfect in his mercy. Beautiful in his arms, or… under his cock.

Just where she belonged.

Y/n whimpered as she was pulled up to her feet before Steve closed the distance between them and kissed her with a passion so warm she could feel the heat radiating off him, moaning at the taste of his tongue when it invaded her own before starting to explore the rest of her mouth, her body trusting his and letting itself be guided in whatever direction he moved her in, her brain only focused on the rough kiss she was struggling to keep up with, lungs churning for air with each passing second before eventually be provided with relief when the man pulled back to push her down against the soft mattress, not breaking eye contact as he rid himself of his clothes.

"Get up there and spread. Show me how much you need me. Present yourself like a worthy toy if you want to be treated like one."

Letting go of all formality and dignity, Y/n desperately backed herself to the middle of the bed, laying down before divorcing her legs and moaning as she separated her petals, looking back up as she felt the mattress dip only to gasp when her hand was smacked away.

"Only Master gets to touch that" clicking his tongue, Steve pumped his length as he spread them himself with his other hand now, licking his lips at the sight of her tiny hole that winked in response to the exposure. It pleased him to know that he was all it would ever know. So fucking much.

"Please, sir… please… I need you so bad, please…" Y/n's lips parted and formed a faint 'O' shape when Steve pushed one of his fingers in leaking opening of her sex, impatient yet gentle in trying to work it open for his cock that would surely rip her open otherwise. "S- So good…" The upper half of her body collapsed against the mattress as her hands instinctively placed themselves above her head, fingers tangling in her own hair.

"Good girl. You're doing so good. I am so proud of you, pet." The male praised as he bit back his moan that formed due to the feeling of her tight cavity clinging to his digit, making soft squelching sounds as he slowly worked up a rhythm.

"S- So full… So… good, sir~" Y/n was not the brave experimentalist and so his finger alone had her eyes rolling to the back of her head, the ring of muscles governing her entrance trying to tighten themselves shut when Steve pushed another finger in, scissoring them as he slightly curled them inside her, the intensity of the stimulation heating up her insides as she squeaked and tried to close her legs only to whine she found her legs trapped under his knees.

"Want to close them already, huh? Tsk. And to think that I haven't even started fucking you yet." The male mused with a smirk as he now placed his tip against her now somewhat worked opening, replacing his cock with fingers before the stubborn flesh muscles tried to retreat back to their places.

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