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Busted

Warning: NONE

{SAM AND READER ARE BOTH 18 IN THIS}

Sam sat with his back against my headboard, staring at the posters on my wall. I had 'snuck' him in about half an hour ago. Emphasis on snuck because my older brothers didn't care, they always knew about him coming over and never told Mama and Daddy about it.

Because I wouldn't see the light of day if they did. Neither would Sam.

Shaking his head he took a slice of pizza from the plate and bit it. "What?" I asked placing the drink can back on the nightstand. "When are you gonna get some new posters? I'm sick of looking at TLC and the Fugees." He sighed shaking his head.

"Actually, I got some stuff today and I got you something too."

I stood up from the bed going over to the chair that sat in the corner grabbing posters and going back over to the bed plopping down. "I got OutKast and Aaliyah, and I got you this."

He looked at me, taking the poster from my hand.

I watched Sam excitedly as he opened the signed Marvin Gaye postered.

"Y/N/N, how did you get this?" He asked eyes never leaving the poster. " I laughed, "I had to fight some guy for it, and I wasn't gonna back down." He chuckled shaking his head. "Thank you," He mumbled rolling it back up and putting it to the side.

We finished off the rest of the pizza, and we talked about random stuff. Time kinda got away from us before we knew it.

It was a little after 12.

He's stayed past 12 before, but that was when my parents were at home sound asleep and not out at work trying to get everything ready for the 10-year anniversary party in the upcoming week. "I guess I better leave before your parents get home," said Sam standing from the bed.

"Do you have to?"

"Baby you know I have too, your pops would kill me if he found out I was in here. We lucky we've been getting away with it this long." I rolled my eyes, I knew he was right, but I would still miss him. I walked over him pulling him into a hug.

"I'll see you tomorrow."

"You most definitely will." He said before kissing me. I hugged him tighter wrapping my arms around his neck. His hands rested on my waist, squeezing gently. "Sweet Pea, I came to say good, what the hell." Daddy's voice boomed making me and Sam jump apart.

"Dad, I can explain." I tried to reason, but he wasn't hearing it.

"No, the both of you downstairs right now. Y/N I'll get your Mama, so she can call Paul and Darlene for Sam." Daddy walked away from the door going down to his and Mama's shared bedroom, leaving us alone again.

Neither of us said anything as we headed downstairs, not knowing what the punishment for our consequences was gonna be.

Either way, it wouldn't have mattered because I know we both would do it again.

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Sam Wilson's Masterlist ⍟

SMUT: MDI. Content is 18+ please read at your own risk. Most of the time there is no plot.

Let It Build

Business Partners

Freak 'em Dress

Beg For It

Jamaica 🇯🇲

Beard Warmer

Runner, Runner

┌── ⋆⍟⋅⋆ ──┐┌── ⋆⋅⍟⋅⋆ ──┐┌── ⋆⋅⍟⋅⋆ ──┐┌── ⋆⋅⍟⋅⋆ ──┐

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Next Lifetime

Friend Of Mine

Cater 2 You

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Book {s}:

Brown Sugar {Coming Soon}

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Cater 2 You

I waited patiently for Sam to get out of the truck and come inside. He had been gone for months on end one simple thing caused him to be gone longer than usual, and I couldn’t wait to see him.

I got up from the couch and ran to the foyer hearing his keys unlocking the door.

I stood there waiting to see him.

When he opened the door he let out a sigh of relief dropping his duffle from his shoulder, ran over to him like a toddler I wrapped my arms and legs around him.

Burying his face into my neck he snaked his arms around my waist pulling me tighter to him like he didn’t want to let go.

“I’ve missed you.” He mumbled.

“I’ve missed you more,” we stayed like that for a moment before he placed me back on my feet. “It’s good to be home. It smells good in here what did you make?”

“Gumbo,” I said with a smiling knowing it’s one of his favorite meals and how he always wanted no matter the occasion.

“I love you,”

“I know you do, go get relaxed. I ran you a bath a few minutes before you pulled up it should still be hot. And once you’re finished I’ll fix you something to eat.”

“Yes ma’am” Sam kissed me then disappeared up the stairs and into our bedroom shutting the door behind him.

I brushed Sam’s hair gently as he sat between my legs reading. “You’ve been quiet since I woke up from my nap, what’s wrong?” asked Sam closing the book and placing it on the coffee table.

“Nothing, just taking in the time you’re here.” I said putting his durag on his head.

“Okay, what do you want?” He asked.

I was confused, “What do you mean?” I asked looking into his beautiful brown eyes. He chuckled like he was onto something, “The past couple times I’ve been coming home you’ve had one of my favorite foods prepared, bath water ready, done my hair,”

I smiled waiting for him to continue, “And even watched football with me. So my question again, what do you want?”

I shook my head l, it’s so funny to me that he thinks I’m doing this for something in return.

“I can’t cater to you, without wanting something?” I asked.

“What did you do then?” He asked raising his brow. “Nothing Sam, I’ve just think you should come home to not doing anything after saving the world all the time. Even Captain America need R and R.”

“But football though?” He asked confused.

I laughed again, “Sam I’ve always watched football with you, even when the Saints do lose.” “Ight now don’t push it.” He said now sitting on the couch.

Laid his head in my lap closing his eyes. It was silent between us, I opened my phone going back to finish the book I started for the week, while Sam rest.

“Y/N?”

“Samuel?”

“I love more than anything in the universe.” He said.

“I love you more than that.” I replied smiling from ear to ear.

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Cater 2 You

I waited patiently for Sam to get out of the truck and come inside. He had been gone for months on end one simple thing caused him to be gone longer than usual, and I couldn’t wait to see him.

I got up from the couch and ran to the foyer hearing his keys unlocking the door.

I stood there waiting to see him.

When he opened the door he let out a sigh of relief dropping his duffle from his shoulder, ran over to him like a toddler I wrapped my arms and legs around him.

Burying his face into my neck he snaked his arms around my waist pulling me tighter to him like he didn’t want to let go.

“I’ve missed you.” He mumbled.

“I’ve missed you more,” we stayed like that for a moment before he placed me back on my feet. “It’s good to be home. It smells good in here what did you make?”

“Gumbo,” I said with a smiling knowing it’s one of his favorite meals and how he always wanted no matter the occasion.

“I love you,”

“I know you do, go get relaxed. I ran you a bath a few minutes before you pulled up it should still be hot. And once you’re finished I’ll fix you something to eat.”

“Yes ma’am” Sam kissed me then disappeared up the stairs and into our bedroom shutting the door behind him.

I brushed Sam’s hair gently as he sat between my legs reading. “You’ve been quiet since I woke up from my nap, what’s wrong?” asked Sam closing the book and placing it on the coffee table.

“Nothing, just taking in the time you’re here.” I said putting his durag on his head.

“Okay, what do you want?” He asked.

I was confused, “What do you mean?” I asked looking into his beautiful brown eyes. He chuckled like he was onto something, “The past couple times I’ve been coming home you’ve had one of my favorite foods prepared, bath water ready, done my hair,”

I smiled waiting for him to continue, “And even watched football with me. So my question again, what do you want?”

I shook my head l, it’s so funny to me that he thinks I’m doing this for something in return.

“I can’t cater to you, without wanting something?” I asked.

“What did you do then?” He asked raising his brow. “Nothing Sam, I’ve just think you should come home to not doing anything after saving the world all the time. Even Captain America need R and R.”

“But football though?” He asked confused.

I laughed again, “Sam I’ve always watched football with you, even when the Saints do lose.” “Ight now don’t push it.” He said now sitting on the couch.

Laid his head in my lap closing his eyes. It was silent between us, I opened my phone going back to finish the book I started for the week, while Sam rest.

“Y/N?”

“Samuel?”

“I love more than anything in the universe.” He said.

“I love you more than that.” I replied smiling from ear to ear.

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Friend Of Mine {Long}

Warning: Language

Word count: 1,039

Hurt and anger formed in Sam’s eyes as the words fell from Bucky’s lips. “Sam please you have to understand,” Buck tried to reason stepping closer to Sam, but Sam only stepped further away from him.

Silence filled the room, Bucky searched Sam’s face for answers, or anything for that matter.

“He was my best friend,” Sam mumbles clutching his fist.

Bucky dropped his head, I watched from afar I didn’t want to interfere, at least not yet. “For years I mourned and grieved. And went through endless cycles of guilt.”

“I-“ started Bucky but Sam cut him off.

“And you know, I invited you into my home had you around my family, and expressed to you on multiple occasions how much Riley meant to me.”

Bucky tried apologizing for the umpteenth time since the truth was exposed.

I didn’t even know how to feel about the situation, Riley was my best friend to I was there with Sam on that endless emotional cycle.

I can only imagine the betrayal Sam feels compared to my own.

I loved Rile just as much as Sam does, but I also understand that Bucky wasn’t himself and was being controlled.

He took a deep breath and turned towards Sam again. "I know how important he was to the both of you. And I'm sorry, Sam. For everything." His voice broke on the last word.

Sam stared into the blue pools of Bucky's eyes, tears welling up in his own eyes.

He took a shaky breath as if his emotions were going to overtake him, “I trusted you.”

Sam left the room with nothing else left to say. It was quiet again, Bucky and I standing opposite of each other.

His eyes lingered on mine before he shifted them to the floor.

“If you need anything you know where to find me.” I gave him one last look before turning and following Sam outside.

It’d been over a month since we saw Bucky after what went down. Sam had been keeping himself distracted and distant.

He woke up extra early to leave and came home super late. Sarah would come by to check on him or bring the boys to get him out of his funk, but that never lasted long.

He would lock up in the garage working on something new for his suit or making upgrades on Red Wing, and if not that he was at the boat.

I knew that's where he'd be today, I braced myself and I turned the car off and got out.

I didn't know how any of it was gonna go, he kept everything bottled in and it could go left and fast. He sat on the edge of the dock with his fishing pole.

I could hear him humming along to Trouble Man.

I approached him sitting down next to him, he looked over at me and then turned his attention back to the water.

It was silent between us, and it had been like that for so long around the house I couldn't take it any longer.

"You okay Sam?" I asked.

"I just found out that my friend killed my best friend Y/N. How do you think I feel?" He spat. I took in a sharp breath trying to keep my composure. "Sam, I know you're upset, but we can't blame-"

Sam scoffed and looked at me sideways, "Y/n, don't finish that fucking sentence, Riley was your best friend too and you just gonna brush that shit under the rug again just like everyone else did!" He yelled now standing and walking towards the boat.

I got up and followed him, I didn't want this to turn into an argument, but I'd be damned if I let him talk to me like that.

"Are you serious right now Sam? You don't think I stayed up nights on end dealing with my emotions after caring and catering to you? Yes Rile was my best friend and I loved him just as much as you did, but I also know Bucky wasn't himself either. I'm trying to force you to talk to him, all I'm saying is that this doesn't mean you have to give up on him."

I stopped talking and sighed, Sam turned to me still staring daggers at me. "Why are you defending him so much? Did you know he did this?" Sam threw the questions faster than I could answer them, so I stayed silent.

Taking my silence as a yes Sam asked, "For how long?"

I couldn't lie to him any more than I already had, "From the moment you started working with Steve," I watched as his facial expression changed from anger to disbelief.

"How could you keep something like this away from me for so long Y/N?" asked Sam.

"You said you'd tell me everything when I needed you most," Sam said looking directly at me. His voice filled with hurt and hatred.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because you were so excited to work with Steve and I didn't want to ruin that for you, but then once I saw on the news the attack on the bridge that day, I started doing my own digging, and that's when I found out. I wanted to tell you, but then you got into deep with him, and I couldn't bring myself to do it."

"I don't care, what was going on Y/N, you should have told me. You had plenty of time to tell me this Y/N/N."

"I'm sorry Sam," I apologized, I knew he wouldn’t care, but he needed to know that it wasn't the right time.

Sam closed his eyes and sighed deeply before opening them again, his gaze was soft, but held no warmth, "I think we need some time away from each other."

I stood there hurt running through me. I didn't say anything to change his mind, because I knew I couldn't do that.

"See you around," I said turning to walk out of the boat and to the car. I knew I wouldn't see him around anymore.

My heart felt like it was being ripped apart by the hands of the person I considered my friend and lover. I got into the car and drove home numbly, but now I know how he felt.

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Friend Of Mine {Long}

Warning: Language

Word count: 1,039

Hurt and anger formed in Sam’s eyes as the words fell from Bucky’s lips. “Sam please you have to understand,” Buck tried to reason stepping closer to Sam, but Sam only stepped further away from him.

Silence filled the room, Bucky searched Sam’s face for answers, or anything for that matter.

“He was my best friend,” Sam mumbles clutching his fist.

Bucky dropped his head, I watched from afar I didn’t want to interfere, at least not yet. “For years I mourned and grieved. And went through endless cycles of guilt.”

“I-“ started Bucky but Sam cut him off.

“And you know, I invited you into my home had you around my family, and expressed to you on multiple occasions how much Riley meant to me.”

Bucky tried apologizing for the umpteenth time since the truth was exposed.

I didn’t even know how to feel about the situation, Riley was my best friend to I was there with Sam on that endless emotional cycle.

I can only imagine the betrayal Sam feels compared to my own.

I loved Rile just as much as Sam does, but I also understand that Bucky wasn’t himself and was being controlled.

He took a deep breath and turned towards Sam again. "I know how important he was to the both of you. And I'm sorry, Sam. For everything." His voice broke on the last word.

Sam stared into the blue pools of Bucky's eyes, tears welling up in his own eyes.

He took a shaky breath as if his emotions were going to overtake him, “I trusted you.”

Sam left the room with nothing else left to say. It was quiet again, Bucky and I standing opposite of each other.

His eyes lingered on mine before he shifted them to the floor.

“If you need anything you know where to find me.” I gave him one last look before turning and following Sam outside.

It’d been over a month since we saw Bucky after what went down. Sam had been keeping himself distracted and distant.

He woke up extra early to leave and came home super late. Sarah would come by to check on him or bring the boys to get him out of his funk, but that never lasted long.

He would lock up in the garage working on something new for his suit or making upgrades on Red Wing, and if not that he was at the boat.

I knew that's where he'd be today, I braced myself and I turned the car off and got out.

I didn't know how any of it was gonna go, he kept everything bottled in and it could go left and fast. He sat on the edge of the dock with his fishing pole.

I could hear him humming along to Trouble Man.

I approached him sitting down next to him, he looked over at me and then turned his attention back to the water.

It was silent between us, and it had been like that for so long around the house I couldn't take it any longer.

"You okay Sam?" I asked.

"I just found out that my friend killed my best friend Y/N. How do you think I feel?" He spat. I took in a sharp breath trying to keep my composure. "Sam, I know you're upset, but we can't blame-"

Sam scoffed and looked at me sideways, "Y/n, don't finish that fucking sentence, Riley was your best friend too and you just gonna brush that shit under the rug again just like everyone else did!" He yelled now standing and walking towards the boat.

I got up and followed him, I didn't want this to turn into an argument, but I'd be damned if I let him talk to me like that.

"Are you serious right now Sam? You don't think I stayed up nights on end dealing with my emotions after caring and catering to you? Yes Rile was my best friend and I loved him just as much as you did, but I also know Bucky wasn't himself either. I'm trying to force you to talk to him, all I'm saying is that this doesn't mean you have to give up on him."

I stopped talking and sighed, Sam turned to me still staring daggers at me. "Why are you defending him so much? Did you know he did this?" Sam threw the questions faster than I could answer them, so I stayed silent.

Taking my silence as a yes Sam asked, "For how long?"

I couldn't lie to him any more than I already had, "From the moment you started working with Steve," I watched as his facial expression changed from anger to disbelief.

"How could you keep something like this away from me for so long Y/N?" asked Sam.

"You said you'd tell me everything when I needed you most," Sam said looking directly at me. His voice filled with hurt and hatred.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because you were so excited to work with Steve and I didn't want to ruin that for you, but then once I saw on the news the attack on the bridge that day, I started doing my own digging, and that's when I found out. I wanted to tell you, but then you got into deep with him, and I couldn't bring myself to do it."

"I don't care, what was going on Y/N, you should have told me. You had plenty of time to tell me this Y/N/N."

"I'm sorry Sam," I apologized, I knew he wouldn’t care, but he needed to know that it wasn't the right time.

Sam closed his eyes and sighed deeply before opening them again, his gaze was soft, but held no warmth, "I think we need some time away from each other."

I stood there hurt running through me. I didn't say anything to change his mind, because I knew I couldn't do that.

"See you around," I said turning to walk out of the boat and to the car. I knew I wouldn't see him around anymore.

My heart felt like it was being ripped apart by the hands of the person I considered my friend and lover. I got into the car and drove home numbly, but now I know how he felt.

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Runner, Runner

Warning: NO PLOT, fem receiving, language, MDI

"Fuck," I whimpered gripping the sheets.

"Sam, please I can't take it anymore," I whined, begging him for him to stop. He pushed my back in making me arch my back deeper.

“Shit, you're so tight." He groaned The sound of his voice sent shivers down my back. I could never get enough of this man, but right now I need a break.

"You take me so good, baby." He moaned, thrusting deeper.

I let out a whimper trying to get away from him, "Uh-uh c'mere, and take this dick."

He growled his words slurred as he started moving faster I was panting harder, trying not to come.

I knew he had some built-up stress from the last mission he was on and I was just trying to let him release, but this, this is something different I never tried to run from him before.

He pulled me against his chest and he continued to thrust inside of me.

I let out a loud moan as he rubs my clit, making me jerk under his hand and his cock, hitting my clit at each stroke.

I screamed out my orgasm, gripping his arms for support. My eyes rolled back when a wave of pleasure washed over me.

I felt my legs start to shake uncontrollably, Sam didn't care he held me unsteady his strokes became slopper letting me know he was close to his edge.

“Cum in me,” I moaned.

“Fuck,” he grunted, finally cumming. We collapsed together, both breathing heavy and sweaty.

I could smell him on me. It made me want more.“You ready for round two?” He asked grinning.

He chuckled lowly before pushing up on his elbows staring into my face with lust. “You know that's gonna be a little difficult seeing as we aren't fucking right now.”

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Sam Wilson's Masterlist ⍟

SMUT: MDI. Content is 18+ please read at your own risk. Most of the time there is no plot.

Let It Build

Business Partners

Freak 'em Dress

Beg For It

Jamaica 🇯🇲

Beard Warmer

┌── ⋆⍟⋅⋆ ──┐┌── ⋆⋅⍟⋅⋆ ──┐┌── ⋆⋅⍟⋅⋆ ──┐┌── ⋆⋅⍟⋅⋆ ──┐

Oneshots: Oneshots that have smut will have a 🔥on the side.

Next Lifetime

┌── ⋆⍟⋅⋆ ──┐┌── ⋆⋅⍟⋅⋆ ──┐┌── ⋆⋅⍟⋅⋆ ──┐┌── ⋆⋅⍟⋅⋆ ──┐

Book {s}:

Brown Sugar {Coming Soon}

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Beard Warmer

Warning: MDI,Fem Receiving, Language, Sexual Content

If I gripped the headboard any tighter it was gonna come off the hinges. I have never been in the predicament or position before. Sam mentioned this months ago, but I laughed it off.

But I should know by now Sam’s a man of his word.

“Fuck,” I moaned throwing my head back, as he gripped my thighs tighter to hold me steady.

“So sweet,” he mumbled against my core before going back to suck on my over-sensitive bud. I was overstimulated, but he didn't seem to care at all.

We’ve been like this for about 15 minutes and I’ve came twice and he still hasn’t stopped. Not that I’m complaining.

I could feel another orgasm.

"Sam, I'm about to cum." I whimpered laying my forehead against the headboard. He took advantage of the opening and slid two fingers inside me.

"Mmm," he hummed as his tongue circled my clit. His warm hands gripped my ass giving it a hard squeeze.

My whole body shivered under his touch and heat pooled between my legs at just the right time. "Sam, baby please." He swirled his tongue around my clit faster, matching his fingers to his pace.

"Cum on my face," groaned Sam, as he continued to eat me out.

"Oh fuck," I moaned as he sucked harder on my bud. He gripped my thighs to hold me down as I came undo rolling my hips and getting my juices over his face.

He licked me clean before helping me down, I lay down beside him moving closer to him. My heart pounded. My mouth hung open panting. I tried to get my breathing under control. "Sam." He chuckled looking into my eyes. "What you need is another round?"

"No, you have a little cum left in your beard." I smiled. "Hold on," He kissed my lips I could taste me on his lip, and standing up he walked out of the bedroom.

After a minute he came back with a glass of water. He handed it to me.

"Here, you're gonna need it my lil beard warmer." he said, handing me a fresh glass of water, then going into the bathroom and turning on the bath.

His beard warmer, I like that.

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Beard Warmer

Warning: MDI,Fem Receiving, Language, Sexual Content

If I gripped the headboard any tighter it was gonna come off the hinges. I have never been in the predicament or position before. Sam mentioned this months ago, but I laughed it off.

But I should know by now Sam’s a man of his word.

“Fuck,” I moaned throwing my head back, as he gripped my thighs tighter to hold me steady.

“So sweet,” he mumbled against my core before going back to suck on my over-sensitive bud. I was overstimulated, but he didn't seem to care at all.

We’ve been like this for about 15 minutes and I’ve came twice and he still hasn’t stopped. Not that I’m complaining.

I could feel another orgasm.

"Sam, I'm about to cum." I whimpered laying my forehead against the headboard. He took advantage of the opening and slid two fingers inside me.

"Mmm," he hummed as his tongue circled my clit. His warm hands gripped my ass giving it a hard squeeze.

My whole body shivered under his touch and heat pooled between my legs at just the right time. "Sam, baby please." He swirled his tongue around my clit faster, matching his fingers to his pace.

"Cum on my face," groaned Sam, as he continued to eat me out.

"Oh fuck," I moaned as he sucked harder on my bud. He gripped my thighs to hold me down as I came undo rolling my hips and getting my juices over his face.

He licked me clean before helping me down, I lay down beside him moving closer to him. My heart pounded. My mouth hung open panting. I tried to get my breathing under control. "Sam." He chuckled looking into my eyes. "What you need is another round?"

"No, you have a little cum left in your beard." I smiled. "Hold on," He kissed my lips I could taste me on his lip, and standing up he walked out of the bedroom.

After a minute he came back with a glass of water. He handed it to me.

"Here, you're gonna need it my lil beard warmer." he said, handing me a fresh glass of water, then going into the bathroom and turning on the bath.

His beard warmer, I like that.

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Next Lifetime (Part One)

Warning: None…

*Word Count: 987

My gaze shifted to the beautiful woman who stood beside him.

She's wearing a beautiful blue gown that complimented Sam's suit. Her hair was curled and fell down her back perfectly.

She smiled looking up at Sam with a wine flute in her hand.

Leila's her name.

Coming to this Christmas party was a big mistake, and I wouldn't have come if Sarah hadn't practically begged me to come.

“You know you look pretty to be sitting down. Every guy in here has had their eye on you," said Sarah leaning against the bar.

She wore a beautiful black dress and her hair was braided and pulled into a bun. She had been mingling since I showed up and I guess she was expecting me to do the same.

I jumped my shoulders throwing back the rest of the champagne, "There's no need." I said shaking my head.

"Well if you not gonna dance with them at least come dance with me."

"Sarah please I don't-" She cut me off begging, "Please, oh look this is our song." She said with a smile.

I shook my head as Jesse Powell's 'You' started playing. I smiled shaking my head and standing up and my red dress fell to the floor.

"I hate you," I laughed as we made our way to the floor.

My eyes found Sam coming to the dance floor with the beautiful girl on his hips. Sarah turned her attention to when I was looking.

"Come on, it's just us." She's pulling me in the option direction.

I followed without question knowing better than to fight Sarah on anything.

She led me through the crowd to where Sam was dancing with the beauty. When they finally got to us she gave me the go-ahead.

They were so focused on dancing with one another and I didn't want to ruin it for them. Sam glanced at me and smiled, the first time he saw me tonight.

I returned the smile wrapping my arms around her. "There's that beautiful smile," said Sarah. "Has he talked to you?" I shook my head turning to look at him, he spun her around making her giggle and he smiled at the sight.

He kissed her cheek wrapping his arms around her waist. My heart dropped as I saw it, "About what?" I asked looking at her. Her brown eyes hid something.

What I'm not sure. But whatever it was she didn't know how to say it so she changed the subject.

"I wonder how many people in here think we are a couple?" She asked as we continued to dance.

"All the guys I rejected tonight." We both laughed as she turned me into a dip. "Sarah!" I gasped grabbing my boobies just in case they tried to pop out.

The music was turned down and Sam's voice came over the speakers.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, please direct your attention to the beautiful woman in the blue."

"What's going on?" I whispered to Sarah, and she just dropped her head.

"From the moment I laid eyes on you Leila, I knew you were the person I wanted to be with forever." Forever? He hardly even knew the girl and he's talking about forever.

I turned my gaze to him, I was starting to feel faint. My heart began pounding loudly. I didn't understand why I couldn't breathe.

It felt like there was cotton stuffed inside my throat. I stumbled back feeling a tug from behind.

Sam fumbles in his pocket, I hope he's not doing what I think he is.

"And what better than to do it surrounded by our family and friends? Leila will you make me the happiest man in the world." She gasped stepping closer to him.

I need to leave before the world leaves his lips, before I pass out and that wouldn't be good.

I picked up the bottom of my dress and turned to walk away as he got down on one knee, my lungs burned I was moving so fast.

I knew coming here would be a mistake, I should've just stayed at home in my pjs, watched Christmas movies, and drank hot cocoa.

I looked back towards them just barely seeing Sam take a ring box. My mouth went dry and tears started flowing from my eyes as soon as they did I broke and ran for the doors.

When I reached the valet attendant I asked for my car to be brought around giving her my ticket. I shivered the cold air wrapping around me like a blanket.

It felt like they were taking forever it shouldn't be hard to find one car. "Hey, you forgot everything," Sar called after me.

I turned to her not caring about none of my belongings that she carried, "Why did you invite me if you knew he was gonna propose to her?" I spat anger laced in my voice.

"I thought he talked to you he's been saying it all week, and I didn't know what he was gonna do tonight. He said he wanted it to be small and intimate." She defends.

But I'm not feeling all that. "What did he need to talk to me for, he doesn't need my permission to do anything.

"He wanted to be sure that you would be okay."

"He didn't care enough to do so, but give them my best wishes," I said as they finally came around with my car.

Getting inside I slammed the door shut putting it in drive and not giving her a second glance.

Maybe I was being a little too harsh on her, I felt bad. But I know Sarah should overlook that blaming it on my emotions.

She would still come over once the boys were off to bed and sound asleep to make sure I was truly okay, but for now, she gonna give me the space I needed.

[whoreforsamwilson]

Next Lifetime (Part One)

Warning: None…

*Word Count: 987

My gaze shifted to the beautiful woman who stood beside him.

She's wearing a beautiful blue gown that complimented Sam's suit. Her hair was curled and fell down her back perfectly.

She smiled looking up at Sam with a wine flute in her hand.

Leila's her name.

Coming to this Christmas party was a big mistake, and I wouldn't have come if Sarah hadn't practically begged me to come.

“You know you look pretty to be sitting down. Every guy in here has had their eye on you," said Sarah leaning against the bar.

She wore a beautiful black dress and her hair was braided and pulled into a bun. She had been mingling since I showed up and I guess she was expecting me to do the same.

I jumped my shoulders throwing back the rest of the champagne, "There's no need." I said shaking my head.

"Well if you not gonna dance with them at least come dance with me."

"Sarah please I don't-" She cut me off begging, "Please, oh look this is our song." She said with a smile.

I shook my head as Jesse Powell's 'You' started playing. I smiled shaking my head and standing up and my red dress fell to the floor.

"I hate you," I laughed as we made our way to the floor.

My eyes found Sam coming to the dance floor with the beautiful girl on his hips. Sarah turned her attention to when I was looking.

"Come on, it's just us." She's pulling me in the option direction.

I followed without question knowing better than to fight Sarah on anything.

She led me through the crowd to where Sam was dancing with the beauty. When they finally got to us she gave me the go-ahead.

They were so focused on dancing with one another and I didn't want to ruin it for them. Sam glanced at me and smiled, the first time he saw me tonight.

I returned the smile wrapping my arms around her. "There's that beautiful smile," said Sarah. "Has he talked to you?" I shook my head turning to look at him, he spun her around making her giggle and he smiled at the sight.

He kissed her cheek wrapping his arms around her waist. My heart dropped as I saw it, "About what?" I asked looking at her. Her brown eyes hid something.

What I'm not sure. But whatever it was she didn't know how to say it so she changed the subject.

"I wonder how many people in here think we are a couple?" She asked as we continued to dance.

"All the guys I rejected tonight." We both laughed as she turned me into a dip. "Sarah!" I gasped grabbing my boobies just in case they tried to pop out.

The music was turned down and Sam's voice came over the speakers.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, please direct your attention to the beautiful woman in the blue."

"What's going on?" I whispered to Sarah, and she just dropped her head.

"From the moment I laid eyes on you Leila, I knew you were the person I wanted to be with forever." Forever? He hardly even knew the girl and he's talking about forever.

I turned my gaze to him, I was starting to feel faint. My heart began pounding loudly. I didn't understand why I couldn't breathe.

It felt like there was cotton stuffed inside my throat. I stumbled back feeling a tug from behind.

Sam fumbles in his pocket, I hope he's not doing what I think he is.

"And what better than to do it surrounded by our family and friends? Leila will you make me the happiest man in the world." She gasped stepping closer to him.

I need to leave before the world leaves his lips, before I pass out and that wouldn't be good.

I picked up the bottom of my dress and turned to walk away as he got down on one knee, my lungs burned I was moving so fast.

I knew coming here would be a mistake, I should've just stayed at home in my pjs, watched Christmas movies, and drank hot cocoa.

I looked back towards them just barely seeing Sam take a ring box. My mouth went dry and tears started flowing from my eyes as soon as they did I broke and ran for the doors.

When I reached the valet attendant I asked for my car to be brought around giving her my ticket. I shivered the cold air wrapping around me like a blanket.

It felt like they were taking forever it shouldn't be hard to find one car. "Hey, you forgot everything," Sar called after me.

I turned to her not caring about none of my belongings that she carried, "Why did you invite me if you knew he was gonna propose to her?" I spat anger laced in my voice.

"I thought he talked to you he's been saying it all week, and I didn't know what he was gonna do tonight. He said he wanted it to be small and intimate." She defends.

But I'm not feeling all that. "What did he need to talk to me for, he doesn't need my permission to do anything.

"He wanted to be sure that you would be okay."

"He didn't care enough to do so, but give them my best wishes," I said as they finally came around with my car.

Getting inside I slammed the door shut putting it in drive and not giving her a second glance.

Maybe I was being a little too harsh on her, I felt bad. But I know Sarah should overlook that blaming it on my emotions.

She would still come over once the boys were off to bed and sound asleep to make sure I was truly okay, but for now, she gonna give me the space I needed.

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[whoreforsamwilson]

18+ beyond this point, minors DNI

Sam Wilson:

One to One - Training with Sam doesn’t go as expected.  09/14/21

Warnings: 18+ Explicit, Oral Sex (Male Receiving), Deep Throating, Dirty Talk, Cum Eating.

Spliff -  You and Sam enjoy a beach day full of vibes.  09/24/21

Warnings: PG- 13, Smoking, Dry Humping, Kissing, Nipple Touching

Anthony Mackie:

No Letting Go - No plot, straight smut. 04/17/22

Warnings: 18+ Explicit, Smoking, Choking, Backshots

[whoreforsamwilson]

Beg For It

Warning: Language, sexual content, fem receiving, MDI, NO PLOT.

My heart fluttered, I was going to lose control, the thought alone making my pussy wetter. I moaned loudly as the tip of his cock hit my cervix.

I heard Sam chuckle against my skin. “Say it again.”

“Yes. Fuck. Me.” I gritted through my teeth, grinding against his dick. I felt like I would pass out.

My legs started trembling, and I tried to hold it in, but it didn’t work. My walls clenched around his cock, pulling hard.

His mouth latched onto one of my nipples sucking gently.

"Please." I whimpered. Sam was taking his sweet time, not letting me cum until he got exactly what he wanted. And if he wanted that, then he was going to get it.

‘“What did you say?” He mumbled into my breast.

“Please fuck me, Sam.” I begged again. The pressure building between my legs was making it hard to breathe, and soon I wouldn’t have enough breath for anything else.

“Please.” I begged again, louder this time.

He chuckled against my nipple before releasing it from his mouth. I gasped as my body began falling against my pillow, still panting against his cock.

“You’re so cute when you beg, baby.” His voice sounded raspy and deep.

I moaned, “Then make me cum,” His dick was buried deep inside me,

I couldn’t take anymore, I needed release. He knew that, so he started pumping into me harder. Sam groaned as I reached climax, he fucked into me faster, faster. His pace was relentless.

It was too much, I couldn’t take any more, I let go. I screamed, as my body convulsed around his cock. I came hard, my body shaking violently.

Sam pulled out of me, and I collapsed on the bed, exhausted.

“Wow,” I said, breathing heavily. “That was intense.”

“Yeah,” He agreed, “that was definitely the best sex I’ve ever had,”

I laughed and wrapped my arms around his muscular body, pressing my breasts against his chest.

He smiled down at me, kissing me tenderly, his hand brushing my curls away from my face, “You’re so beautiful,” he complimented

I blushed thanking him, he kissed my forehead before resting his head on the headboard.

[whoreforsamwilson]

Jamaica (Super Long)

Warning: Language, sexual content, male and female receiving, Drug use, MDI.

A weekend getaway to Jamaica. No kids, no work, no saving the world . Just us. I had planned this whole vacation a year in advance, making sure our schedules would line up, which was hard considering you can't really put a hold on Heroing.

Sarah had agreed to keep the kids for me although I was just gonna drop them at my parents and dip, but I wasn't gonna argue with her.

We hand landed a few hours ago, getting the chance to unpack, have lunch, and a nap from the jet lag, but once we were well rested we got up and got dressed and headed down to the resort’s beach.

It wasn’t as busy as I thought I would be, we found a little area off to ourselves where we couldn’t be seen or bothered by anything.

My chest burning from holding in the smoke to long, letting me know it was time to exhale.

I moved towards Sam to do just that.

My lips meet his. Now partially open ready. I blow the excess smoke into his mouth. His brown eyes are a dull shade of red almost pink, behind his sunglasses, and his lids are cast down. 

He takes a deep breath as he looks down at me with a smirk on his lips. I groan loudly, thinking about how he makes a charge look so seductive.

After a quick peck to his lips, I lean back and bask in the feather light feeling of my limbs. Handing the blunt over to him, I close my eyes as I feel a cool breeze across my face.

I sigh softly wishing that we could stay here longer than just the weekend, but we had to be back home so he could have time to prepare for his upcoming press conference.

“It’s been to long since I’ve done this.” He said burying his feet underneath the sand.

“What gettin’ high or being on vacation?” I asked taking the blunt from him bring it to my own lip once again.

“Both.” he mumbled.

I could say the same, it’s been forever since I was able to just relax and not worry about his safety on missions, the kids, or anything that could happen to change the rest of my week that I would struggle to plan out last minute.

Inhaling he takes the blunt away from his lips leaning in to me blowing the smoke in my face.

I smiled inhaling, as he put what was left out.

Putting what was left in the side of the beach bag, I climb into his lap.  Wrapping one arm around my waist he used the other to unclip my top.

I wasn't worried about anybody seeing, being that we are the only ones out here, for right now.

The cool ocean breeze instantly made my nipples hard.

Sam pulled me closer to him, wrapping his arm around my chest taking my left nipple in between his index finger and thumb.

Moaning I lay my head back on his shoulder, "Sam we can't have sex on the beach," I whispered trying get him to stop before anything went too far.

Kissing my neck mumbling, “No one is gonna see, it’s just us. Relax.”

He unwrapped his arms from around me, leaving me bare to the world. He hovered over me, laying me on my back. I smiled as he scanned my body.

His skin was glistening from the sun shining down on it.

His eyes finally meeting mine, he grins down at me, "God, you're so beautiful." Leaning up to kiss him, I placed my hand on his chest and the other on his bicep.

"You're my everything,"

"I know," I said reconnecting our lips, his fingers twisted in the string of my bikini. "Lift," He said, arching my back. "Mmm," The wind brushed against my pussy, as Sam pulled down past my ankles, throwing them beside us. 

"I can't get enough of you." He said coming back up to kiss me, wrapping my legs around his waist, he ran his hands between my thighs, stopping right at my pussy. Slipping his fingers between my folds I moaned.

"Mmm, always so wet for me," He said pulling away, rubbing circles on my clit.

“Sam,” I moaned as he slipped a finger in me, our lips met once more, perfectly in sync. I felt nothing but pure bliss when he added another finger.

I whimpered against his lips, struggling to catch my breath.

I whispered as he pushed my legs apart, "Keep your legs spread for me, princess," This man gonna be the end of me.

He has me doing shit I never even thought about doing. Never in a million years would I have imagined myself having sex on a beach in Jamaica.

A heated pit built in the bottom of my stomach, I'm almost at the edge."I'm about to cum." I groaned.

He chuckled, "Not yet, let it build." Slipping in another finger I arched back, he started massaging my clit with his thumb. I'm a moaning mess at this point.

"Please, Sam." I begged. My legs started to shake as he thrust his fingers deeper and faster into me.

"Go ahead, princess. That it squirt all over my fingers." Sam said, that's all I need to hear, my vision became blurry as I moaned out his name.

My legs started to shake as he thrust his fingers deeper and faster into me.

"Mmm, I love that taste." Connecting out lips, letting me taste myself on his lips and tongue.

"We don't have to do this out here if you don't want to." He said. I shook my head flipping us so that I'm now on top. I asked with a smirk, "Why would I want to do that?"

Running my hand down his chest, I slip my hands in swim trunks wrapping my hand around his dick rubbing it.

He moaned. I have an even better idea right now, he murmured as I took my hand out of his shorts. "I hope you'll enjoy this as much as I will," I whispered in his ear seductively, before sucking on it, making him shiver.

I turned so that my thighs are now straddling around his head. Wrapping his arms my legs he brought my pussy closer to his face. Taking his cock out of his shorts and started stroking it. Mackie groaned sending vibrations through me.

Lord, please don't let any workers see us.

"Y/N, please," he pleaded desperately as I picked up my speed with stroking. Taking him in my mouth he moaned. Bobbing my head up and down slowly while moaning around his dick. Making him groan once again.

Pushing him down in my throat I speed up a little. Slapping my ass he added a finger in me, while his tongue dances around my clit.

" Fuck! Shit."

I guess took to look for him because he took it upon himself to thrust up faster in my throat. He moaned uncontrollably as he fucked my deep throat while still eating me out. I closed my eyes moaning.

"Fuck it makes no sense at how good this mouth is." He says. "Likewise babes." I thought.

I came once again, legs shaking viciously. I just know for a fact his face is covered with cum. I knew he was close to the edge when he twitched in my throat. He began to shake, I took him out of my mouth, stroking him.

"Y/N," He moaned, once he came I placed his dick back in my mouth cleaning him.