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greenorangevioletgrass · 2 years

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we found wonderland (b.w. x p.p. x reader)

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pairing: pornstar!au bruce wayne x tasm!peter parker x fem!reader

summary: your rising stardom on onlyfans leads you to an ultimate collaboration with indie porn's golden boy and its dark horse. it's even better than your wildest dreams.

word count: 2,034

warnings: honestly just pwp, some fun light banter, 18+ sexual content [oral sex (m/f), unprotected sex, vaginal sex, anal sex, teasing, name-calling, dirty talk, double penetration, everyone is a switch, nobody is straight]

notes: i just need to get this out of my system before my coochie combusts from the inside. these two has a chokehold on my horny ass halpppp

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This feels like an out-of-body experience.

What started out as a fun endeavor to feel yourself on thirst Twitter led you to a steady growth of loyal following and sizable income from OnlyFans. And now, four months in, you’re tangled in the sheets with indie porn’s golden boy Peter Parker and their dark horse Bruce Wayne, in a mess of sloppy kisses and groping hands and cacophony of breathy sighs.

Right now, Bruce has his grip firmly locked around your thighs, keeping you in place as you ride his pretty face. He was quiet and shy when you met him just an hour ago —barely able to maintain prolonged eye contact without turning away, blushing— but there was definitely nothing quiet and shy about the way he’s eating you out now. He laves and suckles on your clit, taking in every drop of you like a ravenous beast. An airy moan, whinier than you expected, reverberates through your core.

“Fuck, he sounds so good, doesn’t he,” Peter remarks, his dark eyes gleaming in mischief as he looks up at you from between Bruce’s legs, fist lazily stroking his thick shaft.

Rolling your eyes at him, you chide him playfully. “You are evil, you know that?”

“What are you talking about? I’ve been an absolute angel.”

“Have you, really? Have you been a good boy?”

“Mm-hm.” The smirk on one corner of his lips says otherwise, and you’re far too eager to kiss the smartass out of him.

It’s always a tug-of-war between you and Peter. You hit it off like wildfire, even over text, and initiating this flirty banter was easier than breathing. It’s light and effortless and sizzling all the same, and you’d be lying if you weren’t worried how it would affect the dynamics with the elusive Bruce Wayne.

But just as you get lost in the kiss, your jaw drops open as you feel Bruce’s fingers dipping inside you as he devours your pussy. Peter seems to pay no mind when you falter off of him; he simply pecks the corner of your mouth and occupies his mouth with a more pressing subject.

Namely the painfully hard cock leaking precum in front of him.

The next few minutes (or seconds, or hours, you're not sure) pass by in a haze. Your whole body trembles, unable to hold the explosion in your core that Bruce set off, as you make a mess all over his mouth. And he doesn’t stop, not for a moment. If anything, he picks up his pace as if he’s racing towards his own finish line. Your eyes are heavy, but you fight to keep them open for the sheer sight of Peter deepthroating Bruce’s cock, cheeks flushing red as his counterpart meets him halfway. Hand frantically finding Peter’s hair as he thrusts one, two, three times as he spills out his sweet release.

You ease yourself off, laying on your side next to both of them as you all catch your breath. Admiring the rise and fall of Bruce’s torso, all thick and muscular, and how soft Peter looks as he rests his head on his thigh.

“You boys okay?”

“Mm.” Bruce nuzzles into your thigh, still absently stroking Peter’s hair. “Wanna be inside you now, though.”

Most girls in their line of work talk of how commanding, how dominant this boy is in bed. Shameless about what he wants, unapologetic about the way he finds pleasure in it. But in that quiet lull, he’s almost… docile. And you like him like this.

And you want to draw this out just a little longer.

“Is that right?” you twist random strands of his dark locks. “Where do you wanna fuck me?”

A pause. And then… “Your ass. I wanna fuck your tight hole and feel Peter’s dick in your cunt, too.”

“Jesus Christ…” you breathe out, throwing your head back. Bruce is a man of few words, but the ones that do make it out of his mouth are fucking sinful. You almost forgot that you want to keep the upper hand. But you recover swiftly, tugging ever so slightly on his hair, grabbing his attention. “Will you beg for it?”

He turned to shoot you a dirty gaze, and the shift of position makes Peter look, too. A look of intrigue. Arousal. And maybe, a hint of disbelief that the new girl in the scene had the balls to pull that off with more seasoned performers. Especially one as intense and mysterious as Bruce.

He gently taps Peter off of him, so he could crawl up to face you. He stares you right in the eye, unwavering as he cups your chin with his thumb and forefinger.

“Please, baby. Can I fuck your tight little ass?”

Bruce kisses you softly, almost too chastely. On the lips, and then along your jaw, down your neck… He’s surrendering all of himself to you, and yet in that moment, it feels like you’re losing out to his charisma.

You nod meekly. In any other instance, you would hate to let up so easily. But then again, when else do you get to be decimated by the legendary Bruce Wayne?

“Careful there, princess. You might just regret waking up the beast.” Like the devil he is, Peter smiles slyly, shifting towards the center of the plush king-sized bed. Pulling you into his chest as if he’s about to be the good cop to Bruce’s batshit cop.

You’re royally fucked.

Peter pulls you into his lap, letting yourself be lulled into a lazy makeout session, a sweet distraction to what’s coming next. “Jesus fuck, baby, you’re dripping onto my cock…” he murmurs into your lips, his leaking tip rubbing against your slit. “You wanna ride it? Hm? Do you?”

A whimpery ‘yes’ tears through your throat.

A huge grin emerged on his boyish face. “Will you beg for it?”

Your eyes flickered at Peter’s. “Fuck you.”

“Tsk. That’s a bit rude, don’t you think?” he pouted. “I don’t think you’d wanna get on our…”

A gasp cuts through the air, and it takes you an extra second to realize it’s yours as Bruce grabs you by the hips, pulling your ass up high in the air. Spreading your cheeks open, he spits between your folds. The act of smearing all over your hole feels so soft, and yet your heart is pounding out of your ears in anticipation. And when the tip of his finger pushes into your opening…

“..bad side,” Peter finishes his sentence, smug as a motherfucker as he studies you. How your face falls. How pleasure takes over every inch of your feature.

“Eat a dick, Peter,” you groan, leaning back into Bruce’s touch to give Peter a figurative middle finger.

His jaw drops —he’s always had a flair for dramatics. “You seein’ this, B? I think we oughta teach this little brat a lesson.”

If the name wasn’t enough to get you going, the quiet little chuckle behind you sure is.

“I think we should…” Bruce begins working your taut ring of muscle open. “You can take it, can’t you?” his dulcet voice is soft, almost deceivingly so, as is the caress of his other hand on your waist. He stretches you out, stroking and sinking into you deeper as Peter does anything but. And you know you’re down bad when you don’t have the power to be petulant anymore.

“Come on, princess,” Peter coos, cupping your chin between his fingers. “You’re a big girl. Tell us what you want.”

You take a deep breath, trying to salvage what’s left of your dignity. “Fuck me.”

“What’s that?”

“Want you to fuck me,” you say through gritted teeth.

But this mouthy boy scowls playfully. “Tsk, you can do better than that…”

A groan rips out from your throat. Your clit is aching with every nudge of Peter’s cock, and your limbs are starting to feel like jelly from how good Bruce is getting you ready, and God, you can’t hold off your impending orgasm much longer. You don’t want to admit it, but you’re so over this little game.

The game you started, and Peter and Bruce were simply playing along.

“I want you both to fuck me! Please!” you cry out, losing grip from the violent orgasm they’re coaxing out of you. Drawing out for you until the bursts of pleasure borders on pain, and your moans turn into sobs. Your last word echoing on your lips.

“Okay, okay, okay.” Bruce pulls you up against his chest, and you’ve never been more relieved that he’s letting you breathe. “That wasn’t so hard, right?”

“Bruce, I swear to God—”

“What.” It wasn’t a question. A challenge. “Now, if you’re done being a big baby, I’m gonna put you down on Peter’s cock, okay?”

“Oh, my God, I could kiss you right now!” Peter groaned, sitting up to join the two of you.

“Get over here, then.” Bruce’s voice rumbles deep in his soul, and you feel the heat emanating from their chests, all pressed up against her. It’s Hell, it’s the cruelest torture ever. To have mouths entangled in a kiss, and none of it was yours. Cocks hard and neither was inside you.

“Come on, please, get inside me…” your words are slurred and directed at both and neither of them in particular. Everything just swirls around you like a fucking acid trip.

And as the room spins around you, two pairs of hands hold you by the waist, setting you down on Peter’s dick. Soothing your moans, your stuttering hips. Your weeping cunt around his whole length. His long beautifully curved length.

And all you can do is nuzzle into them, messily kissing Peter and Bruce back and forth like a —

“Needy little slut,” Peter coos, earning a glare from you —rightfully so, you might add. “But you’re my slut.”

Bruce makes no audible response, but you can feel his disapproving scowl behind you.

Peter rolls his eyes. “Fine. Our needy little shit.”

“Hn. Ready for me, baby?” It’s really such a damn shame that Bruce doesn’t speak a lot, because his voice melts you like butter every single time.

You hear the bottle cap pop open and his callused fingers spreading lube all over your hole, and the only answer you could muster is a pathetic little mewl as you lean into his touch.

“Need you say it.”

“Please.”

“Please what?”

“Please…” And right in that moment, Peter seems to have the idea to start rutting into you. “Fuck— please, I want your cock…”

Bruce chuckles darkly. Soft lips on the crevice of your neck, and then…

He splits you open.

If being sandwiched between them and getting nothing was Hell, this is Heaven. All notions of visual aesthetics go out the window; you don’t think about the arching of your spine, the swell of your breasts —not anymore. You just know that your whole body is sizzling with pleasure, all your senses overwhelmed as the boys fuck you in a broken rhythm.

Filling your holes so blissfully nice.

Bruce moves slower in and out of you. Deliberate. Calculated. Patient. You suppose it’s for the best, given how much bigger he is —thicker— and how much tighter you are in the space he filled.

“Jesus Christ, I can feel your cock…” Peter’s voice drops an octave, jaw going slack as your cunt flexes around him. His thrusts slow down, although it doesn’t seem to be a problem, as Bruce’s pounding hips send you moving along Peter’s cock as well.

Bruce sneaks one hand between your legs and the other between Peter’s lips. It sets your nerves aflame, hips rutting desperately despite the burning stretch it brings you. You’re so close, my God, you’re so fucking close, and they somehow rut into the deepest parts of you around the same time, and you’re done for.

The next thing you remember, you’re leaning against each other, sitting in your sweat and filth and desire, catching your labored breaths. Lazily kissing each other like you can awaken each other from this post-coital stupor.

“This is gonna break the Internet.” Peter giggles to himself.

And sure enough, it does.

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gotlostonmywayhome · 4 months

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This has been a slow year for me due to health issues (my own and my family's health not doing so great was all the rage this year), but I still wanted to celebrate that I created fanworks. I love the escapism creating and engaging in fanworks gives me.

I'm still firmly in the Marvel fandom. I was hoping to dip my toe in the Stranger Things and Percy Jackson fandoms, but alas, life had other plans. Fingers crossed I can expand into other fandoms in 2024.

So, in order of publication, my works for 2023:

“It is my duty to keep an eye on you.” (Rated M, ≤500 Moodboard & Short Fic, Bucky Barnes/Natasha Romanoff)

Natasha stepped in closer, running her finger along the edge of James’ tie, “I wouldn’t want you to not fulfill your duties.”

If you're gonna have car trouble on a road trip… (Rated T, 1.3k, Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers/Tony Stark)

Bucky didn’t set out to upend his life in Indiana or his relationship with his boyfriend. Or thought he would contemplate becoming part of a polyamorous relationship with a married couple in a different state. Life can be funny sometimes.

Vibe Check (Rated T, 1.1K, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark)

Harley and Peter worked too hard to get their dads together for Tony to forget to give Steve flowers.

A Price to Pay (Rated T, ≤1000 Moodboard & Short One-Shot, Loki/Tony Stark)

Stealing from a powerful wizard comes with consequences.

More after the cut...

The Awkward and the OnlyFans (Rated M, 3.6k, Steve Rogers/Sam Wilson, for the @silver-fox-steve-bang Valentine Exchange, created for @espressosaur)

A minor disaster with a book display has Steve meeting a handsome man who is clearly flirting with him. But Steve has a feeling he has seen this man before. And there may have been some booty shorts involved.

Stucky Bingo February 2023 Round Robin (Rated G, 1.7k, Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers, for the @stuckybingo Round Robin)

When Russian figure skater Bucky Barnes defects, he can only skate for the Team USA if he skates with a partner. What he and Steve Rogers find together on the ice is golden.

Stucky Bingo March 2023 Round Robin (Rated T, 2k, Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers, for the @stuckybingo Round Robin)

It wasn’t that he hadn’t noticed Bucky being struck. He’d thrown out his shield to block the worst of the damage from the exploding debris, but he’d noticed Bucky clutching his side throughout the fight. Steve knew. But in the middle of it there had been no opportunity for pause, no moment where he could check that Bucky was okay. He kept moving, and that was what mattered.

Project: Pathfinder (Rated M, Moodboard, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, created for @geekymoviemom)

When Captain America goes missing after a routine Avengers’ mission, leaving Tony Stark and the rest of the world stunned, Peter Parker decides to take it upon himself to try and fill the hole left behind by his absence. But while Peter believes that he’s finally gotten a decent handle on his new powers, he quickly discovers that there’s a lot more to being an unofficial Avenger than the ability to climb walls. Meanwhile, Steve is once again forced to face the demons of his past, all while searching for a way to get back home.

Coming Home (And Finding You) (Rated T, 1.4k, Clint Barton/Phil Coulson, for @clintcoulson appreciation week)

Phil has a rough mission. When he gets home, Clint has all of Phil’s favorites ready.

Not a Stranger in the Wood (Rated G, Digital Art, Clint Barton/Phil Coulson, for @clintcoulson appreciation week)

Clint Bartonguard was shocked to see his former party leader. Phillip had been run through the heart attempting to save Clint from Loki the Trickster's spell.

Family Dinners (Rated G, ≤1000 Moodboard & Short One-Shot, Clint Barton/Phil Coulson, for @clintcoulson appreciation week)

It isn’t many nights they are able to get together like this, but each one Clint carries in his memory like a treasure trove. An uninterrupted dinner with the team.

The Universe is Ridiculous (Rated T, 1.3k, Clint Barton/Phil Coulson, for @clintcoulson appreciation week)

Phil should know better and be careful about what he asks for. Or at least be very specific as to what he asks for. The Universe has a wicked sense of humor and will likely do exactly as wished.

First Gift Given (Rated E, 11k, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark)

Yes, Tony is hiding in a dive bar, but it is for good reasons. Pepper should thank him for not sticking around the Stark Industries board members' schmooze-a-thon. He was bound to piss off someone sooner than later and then she would have to go and make it all better. See, he’s making her life easy by not being there. But Tony wishes he would have picked a better hiding spot. One where a gaggle of college co-eds wasn’t screaming Bon Jovi’s greatest hits at the top of their lungs. It would be pure hell if it weren’t for the gorgeous, blue-eyed possible jail bait flashing Tony sweet, shy smiles across the room. Flirting with college boys is a big no-no, but what’s the worst that could happen? It’s not like Tony’s going to take him home or anything.

Stucky Bingo May 2023 Round Robin (Rated T, 1.7k, Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers, for the @stuckybingo Round Robin)

If Steve were honest with himself, he’d been at least as curious as Bucky to discover what had happened to Becca. She’d been the closest thing he’d had to a sister growing up, and he remembered how kind-hearted she was, even if she did get into nearly as much mischief as he and Bucky did along the way.

Steve Rogers and Tony Stark star in Ghosted (Rated T, Digital Art, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark)

The latest movie from Marvel TV+, don’t miss Steve Rogers and Tony Stark in the action packed rom-com Ghosted.

Trying not to lose my sensibility (Rated E, 6.5k, Steve Rogers/TonyStark, for @cap-ironman Stony Loves Steve event)

In the weeks leading up to his heat, Steve rethinks about his relationship with Brock. And his fading friendship with Tony.

The Future is filled with Surprises (Rated M, 1.3k & Moodboard, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, for the @stevetonygames)

A chat on his favorite app has Steve meeting the last person he expected for a hookup.

The Only Time (Rated G, Moodboard & Drabble, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, for the @stevetonygames)

The invitation for another Iron Man Memorial statue arrives in his inbox at 6 AM. Steve has been to more ceremonies honoring his friend in five years since his return than he cares to count, but he attends them all. And at each one, Steve takes a moment to think about the man.

Will Not Be Caught (Yet) (Rated M, Moodboard & Drabble, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, for the @stevetonygames)

Tony knows he will be caught, but that’s the point. He will not make it easy for Steve.

Getting Tony out of the workshop (A Guide) (Rated G, Infographic, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, for the @stevetonygames)

Infographic for Stony writers on how Steve can lure Tony from an inventing binge using food.

A Little Advice (Rated G, Image Edit, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, for the @stevetonygames)

I feel like this is a conversation they had a lot when the team would make them sit up front on their own.

Must Be Tuesday (Rated T, ≤500, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, for the @stevetonygames)

Who needs to treat their husband to a fantastic steak dinner that could satisfy even a super soldier's appetite when Dr. Doom threatens the end of the world? Again.

Late Meeting (Rated M, Moodboard & Drabble, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, for the @stevetonygames)

Sex in Tony’s office always excites him, and marks are usually left behind. Steve doesn’t mind.

#masterlist #2023 masterlist #girl back there #gbt fanworks #fan fics #fan art #fan works #stony #stucky #all caps #frostiron #winterwidow #phlint #stuckony

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