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smutty-fics · 6 years
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If You Love Me, Let Me Go
| | Steve Rogers X Reader X Dean Winchester AU | |
You twirl the gold ring around your finger. You know it's wrong to keep it but you can't get him out of your mind. Sure it's been a while but your feelings are still present. You two have known each other since highschool. Everything reminds you of him. He'd been your rock. Your support. Your first.
His hand cups your cheek and you lean into his touch. Your stomach does summersaults as he leans closer - his breath fanning your face. As softly as he can, he presses his lips to yours. Smiling into the kiss, you kiss him back. Your arms find there way to rest on his neck and you twist your fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck. His hands roam to your waist and he grips them playfully. You squeal as he throws you onto the bed and hovers over your body.
"Are you ready for this, doll? I don't want to rush you." Always a gentleman. You nod at his words.
"If you are ready, I am too." He smirks and soon you feel pleasure that you've never felt before.
Upon realizing your face is wet with tears, you take a deep breath. 'Maybe I should take a shower.' You head to the bathroom and strip your clothes. Once the water hits your skin, you feel yourself getting lost in thoughts and memories.
You hum the words to your favorite song as the water cascades down your body. You hear the bathroom door open and the shower curtain pulls to the side. Hands grip your waist and you feel Steve's bare chest press against your back.
"Hey, babydoll. Mind if I join?" His melodic voice whispers in the shell of your ear. You tilt your head back as he places light kisses against your neck.
A sob escapes your lips as you think about the times the two of you were together. You turn the water off and wrap a towel around your soaking wet body. Maybe going out isn't a good idea. You shake your head of those thoughts and finish getting ready. Your phone, on your nightstand, vibrates. You read the message and smile - a real one this time unlike the ones you've faked so many times for all the pity people throw at you. Only Dean can make you smile after everything that's happened.
Dean - Hope I'm not waking you. I was wondering if you'd like to go out for coffee or something...? If not, it's alright, don't need to bother.
He's always been there for you. You can count on his just as he can count on you. You pick up your device and type your response.
You - Coffee sounds great. I'm going to meet up with a friend and then I'll call you and let you know when and where. Sound good?
Not even a minute later, his response came. That's one of the things you like about him. No matter how busy he is or who he's with, he'll always put you first.
Dean - Sure thing, sweetheart. See you soon 😊
You sigh as you plop down on your bed. Today is going to be a long day. Little did you know, those words are the most truth you've ever been told.
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smutty-fics · 6 years
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Girl I’m Sorry I Was Blind...
Steve X Reader X Bucky
This is part two. Sorry for the wait. Anonther submission for @caplansteverogers Angst Challenge. This may involve language, and possible smut. Thank you all for your support. 
You are currently sitting on Bucky’s lap eating popcorn and watching Supernatural. His hard chest pressing against your backside. He kisses your temple before burying his face into the crook of your neck. He places light kisses and you moan softly while weaving your fingers through his brown locks. He mumbles something against your neck. 
“Huh?” He lifts his head, turns you around so you’re facing him and gazed into your (e/c) eyes lovingly. He lifts his hands - both metal and flesh - to cup your face. You lean into his touch wanting to cherish it forever.
“You know I love you, right? I’ve been in love ever since my eyes landed on you. You had this rope that pulled me right into your trap. After Hydra, I was afraid that I’d never find love because of the monster they made me into. But then you came along.” Tears pool in his beautiful blue eyes. “You don’t deserve me. You deserve better but I can’t  get over how I need you.” He kisses your cheeks, nose, forehead and each of your eyelids. 
“Oh Buck, I love you too. I never realized it until now. I feel guilty and selfish since I kept denying it over and over.” You smile sweetly despite the tears streaming down your cheeks from his words. He leans in closer as do you. Your lips connect lightly before the kiss turns more passionate. Your eyes close as you get lost in the kiss. His tongue traces your bottom lip for entrance but you deny him access. Groaning, he bites and tugs the sameness lip but it only erects moans from you. You smirk into the kiss before yanking his head back. He makes a low growl but stops when you resume kissing. You place your hands in his chest Andy his hands go to your waist. 
You both hear someone clear their throat and you scrambled off his lap. You turn and see Tony with a smirk on his face and his arms crossed. “Looks like you two are getting busy.” At his last words, he wiggles his rows suggestively. You roll your eyes before laying your head on Bucky’s shoulders. “I thought you had a thing for Mr. Righteous.” Bucky’s grip tightens at the mention of Steve’s name. You intertwined your hand with his as a comfort. 
“Tony, what do you want?” You sigh as the man pulls out a manila folder with a paper clip on the corner.
“Fury’s got a mission for you. Said you need a partner so he assigned one.” You hesitantly grab it. Opening it curiously, you see a  two photo, a letter and information on the two pictures. “Do you know who my partner is?” Stark shakes his head. 
“He just said it was classified so I don’t know a thing besides that.” He pointedly looks at the folder, eyes switching between the two of you. Tony walks toward the lab, his footsteps clicking from his heeled shoes. 
Throwing on a black tank top, you slip on your S.H.I.E.L.D. uniform and your shoes. It’s not much - black pants, a hoodie, fingerless leather gloves and utility belt. You slip a gun in the holster on your belt, another in a hidden pocket in your hoodie, and a knife in your boot. You grab a wireless Bluetooth device for your ear and head out your room. Your footsteps silent due to your soundless shoes made from Shuri. The elevator ride was silent except for the annoying music. Why do they play this kind of music in elevators? 
Through the clear walls of the planning room, you see Steve seated with Fury in a deep conversation. You contemplate on whether you should go in or wait. After a couple long seconds, you decide to barge in. Fury’s eyes meet your but Steve keep his eyes trained on the table. 
“Have a seat Agent L/N.” You sit opposite of Steve which is next to the head of the table. “Have you read the file?” 
“Yes, sir.”
“Good. I sent Tony to tell you that you’re assigned a partner. Everyone else was occupied so Rogers here will help you on your mission.”
““But sir-” He cuts you off before you can finish.
“Despite whatever drama, I expect you to fuckin’ complete this damn assignment. I don’t care if you are torn between two men. We need strong agents. If you can put do it, then get your ass out. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.”
“That’s what I like to hear. You two are dismissed. The base is on location 20, the coordinates are plugged into the  quinjet.” You get up and the chair scrapes against the flooring. As you leave you hear him call you. “Don’t die.”
*time skip brought to you by everyone hiding Easter eggs and Nat stealing everyone's*
The whir of the quinjet is the only sound. You and Steve are sitting side to side piloting the plane. No words are exchanged between the two of you. It just seems too awkward so you decide to not say a thing unless necessary. The coordinates lead to an underground lab. The main goal is to retrieve the chip. The chip contains nuclear codes, data base from past mission, most wanted and more.
The landing is soft and easy. You carefully walk to a long forgotten backdoor before unscrewing the hinges. It falls with a loud thus but you continue your journey. Dark halls with no light send chills to your spine. As you make your way through the dark, you bump into whatseems like metallic railings. You soon realize they're stairs. Having no choice, you begin to descend upwards. The sun illuminates in a small room. You're guessing it's for interrogation.
Across the room is a lab. You notice there's no guards making it seem suspicious but you lead onwards. The chip glimmers in the light and you stealthily detache it from it's hold. You clip it safely into a compartment in your belt. As you retreat, several gunshots ring out.
There's pain in your right leg and on your left shoulder. Another in your abdomen. You feel your yourself falling as you come your eyes trying to lessen the pain.
Steve stares at the clock. You've been gone for too long. It's time he's gone in whether he's ready or not. Grabbing his shield, he takes off. He tries to contact your device but all he receives is static making him worry. The hall is errie and quiet. Making his way through the dark, he trips over a metal grate? No, it's stairs. He climbs them and sees a room with some light, a chair and a desk. Moving onward, he sees the pad and a figure on the floor. A pool of crismon red surrounds the person. Squinting, he comes to realization that it's you!
He runs and kneels down to your level. Taking your head into his lap he cradles you. He notices five bullet wounds on your leg, shoulder and abdomen. Blood leaks onto your iniform despite the dark color. You open your eyes and see Steve. You smile sadly knowing you're not going to make it. You failed your mission.
"Come on, Y/N. We can make it. I'll get you back to the tower and Tony could-"
"I can't go, Steve. Just leave without me. Take the chip." You reach into your pocket and pull out the small, grey device. "Go on, Mr. America."
He sighs through his nose. Pressing the earpiece he calls the team letting them know about the situation and that he needs backup. When he's done, he stares down at you memorizing your facial features. How you look when you smile. How you always cheered the team up when they're down.
"I already lost one of my best girls. I'm not loosing another." You don't say anything for a while. You just stare at the ceiling before shaking your head causing him to look at you.
"Steve, if you're not going to leave, can you sing to me? Just one song." He nods at you request.
"Maybe I didn't love you
Quite as often as I could have
Maybe I didn't treat you
Quite as good as I should have
If I made you feel second best
Girl I'm sorry I was blind....
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind.
Maybe I didn't hold you
All those lonely, lonely times
And I guess I never told you
I'm so happy that you're mine
Little things I should have sasi and done
I just never took the time
But you were always on my mind
You were always on my mind"
You close your eyes  once again. Your breathing soft and steady. “Steve, you know I still love you. After all this time.” Tears silently slide down his face and onto your intertwined hands. Sobs escape his lips but he tries to be strong. For you. For him.
“Don’t say that. You’re gonna make it. Come on, you have to. Who is going to help me with all the movies I gotta catch up on? What about helping me with my phone? Who is going to make fun of my suit? I need you Y/N. Don’t leave me.”
No response. 
More tears find they’re way. Screams rip through his throat. Why did such a thing happen to you? Why? Why? He lays his head on your chest trying to find a heartbeat but it’s no use. All he wanted was to love again. ““Goodbye, Y/N”
I hope you guys liked it because I cried making this. I’m sorry for the long wait. Thank you for your support and I love each and everyone of you. 
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smutty-fics · 6 years
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Loki | Jealousy
Loki balls his hands into fists as he watches you chatting with Thor. Ever since his "brother" had asked for help with migardian technology, you've spent way too much time with him instead. You never even asked if he needed help. The God of Mischief grumbles to himself before stomping away angrily.
You pause your conversation with Thor and see Loki walk out of the room.
"Y/N?"
"Hmm?" Thor chuckles as he stares at your face mesmerized. He couldn't help but notice over the past few days how intelligent you are.
"Why is my WePhone vibrating?" You laugh at Thor's curiosity since he reminds you of a five-year-old.
"You have a new message. Press this button to see the text." As you guide him, you notice a slight frown take over his features as he reads the text.
"What's the matter?" He shakes his head still frowning but not wanting you to worry.
"It's from Loki." You try to peek over his shoulder but he turns the phone off. "I think I should leave. I am terribly sorry, Y/N."
You sadly watch him walk away. Your thoughts drift away from Thor and to his younger, adopted sibling. Where is Loki?
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You slip one end of the loop around your thumb, make several wraps around your wrist and then proceed to wrap it over your largest knuckles. You flex your fingers to ensure the cotton wrrap is on securely. You take a fighting stance and start punching the bag heavily. The punches start becoming more aggressive and your breathing comes out in short pants.
Lately, Loki's been distant and you can't tell why. It's hard to confront him about things since he won't talk. You couldn't help but feel like it's your fault. Maybe you've been avoiding him hut that's because you're afraid of rejection.
Huffing, you pull back for a small break. You take out your water bottle and chug it down. The cool, crisp water quenching your thirst. You are sitting down on the training rooms bench when you see Thor come in shirtless with a towel slung over his shoulder. You couldn't help but stare at his broad chest and abs. His jeans ride low on his torso.
"Like the view." He cocks an eyebrow as a blush dusts your cheeks. You put a hand on your face smiling shyly as you realize you've been caught. In all honesty, you've never had an intimate relationship before so this caught you by surprise.
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He laughs and places a hand on your shoulder, comforting you. You look up at the tall, intimidating God. Something in you pulls you closer to Thor. He mimicks your actions. You feel a hand on your lower back and one behind your neck.
You close your eyes and lean in closer. Not even a second later you feel someone roughly pull you away from Thor. You open your (e/c) eyes and see Loki fuming at Thor.
"Brother, can you please leave us alone?" His velvety voice brings a strange feeling to your gut. "I need to talk with Y/N."
"Can't you see were busy, Loki." He gives him a harsh glare not liking the way he's talking to him at all.
"You always do this Thor. You take something I want. When I wanted to make friends, you took them. When I wanted the throne, you took that as well. My life was miserable until Y/N walked in and now your taking her away from me like everything else. I'm sick of it. Now I'm going to fight for what's mine!"
Thor stands unblinking. He doesn't even know what to say after Loki's outburst. He wasn't aware of how his brother feels. All he wanted was to be loved. That's all Loki ever wanted.
"I deeply apologise, Loki. Please forgive me for I have done wrong." He turns to you, avoiding eye contact. "I am sorry for dragging you into this, Y/N." The sound of his feet hitting the floor echoes as he retreats from you two.
"Weren't you a little hard on him?" Loki stubbornly crosses his arms over his chest and shakes his hair causing his hair to sway.
"No! After everything, I most certainly will not regret that." He steps closer to you. "I couldn't stand watching the two of you together. How happy you looked. I wanted that to be us and when I realized..."
His voice grows softer at the end. "When I realized I could lose you so easily, it scared me. I lik-. No, I love you and I don't plan on letting you go."
You stare at him in shock. "You love me?" You point at yourself and he nods. His mouth turns to a smile and his eyes brighten.
"I love you too." You throw your arms around his torso giving him a hug. He laughs as you do and kisses the crown of your head.
"I didn't know the God of Mischief could get jealous..." You say slyly causing him to grow silent.
"Shut up, mortal."
I hope you liked it. I tried really hard to make it worth the wait. Thank you all for reading this. You guys don't know how supportive and important you are to me.
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