Into The Bucky-Verse

Finally Home

Summary: Bucky comes home from deployment.

Pairing: Soldier!Bucky Barnes x Wife!Reader

“She bought your ass a cat tree?” Bucky whispered seeing his white cat on the top platform of the cat tree.

He’s just returned home from deployment a week earlier than he told you. He wanted to surprise you and the kids. Bucky also wanted to be there for the birth of his second child but he missed it by a few days. It’s also 2am.

“Spoiled brat,” Bucky whispered heading to the laundry room.

He placed his bags on top of the washing machine and dryer. You’ll probably get after him but he’s got dirty laundry in his bags and other shit he needs to put away. He doesn’t want to do it now. He wants to climb into bed with you and let you get your much needed sleep after giving birth and handling a newborn and three year old all by yourself.

Bucky checked all the doors that led outside are locked as well as windows before heading upstairs. He checked on his first mini-me to find him spread out like a starfish in his little toddler bed. Bucky goes into the nightlight lit room and covered him back up with his blanket.

“Night, little man,” Bucky whispered softly.

He kissed his forehead and hears the cries of the newborn he has yet to meet. He pulled away and left the room closing the door. Bucky is quick to head into the master bedroom. He’s optimistic he’ll get to his daughter before you.

“Shhhhhh, babydoll,” he cooed coming to the crib you have set up at the bedside.

Your husband eyed your form as he pulled his little girl out of her swaddled. He gently scooped her up in his arms holding her blanket to her and held her against his uniformed chest. He savored the moment and took her out of the room. Bucky took her to her own room. He turned on the light.

“It’s okay, it’s just Daddy,” Bucky whispered. “I’m gonna check your diaper, Sweet Pea.”

He gently placed her down on the changing table. Your husband smiled at her and let her grab his pinky. Alpine made his way into the room as Bucky changed his little girl into a clean diaper.

“Look at you,” Bucky cooed. “Why are you crying now, my pretty girl?”

“Bucky?”

He turned around to you and said, “you should be asleep.”

You go into his arms. You’ve got tears in your eyes. You cannot believe that he’s home. You’ve been wanting him home for so long. You know what he loves doing overseas with his found family.

“Don’t be crying on me,” Bucky said holding you tightly. “I can’t have both my girls crying.”

“You’re finally home,” you said looking up at him.

“And I’m not going anywhere anytime soon,” he said.

hi! can i request a sebastian smut? (if u don’t write for him it can be with bucky) where reader and him are kinda drunk and they get home and just do lazy drunk love haha

Drunk off you

Pairings: Sebastian Stan x f!reader

Warnings: 18+ smut, mentions of drinking, lazy sex, implied cockwarming

Summary: You and Sebastian are tipsy and in desperate need of each other

a/n: of course honey...hope you enjoy 😌

Drunken giggles were passed into each other’s mouths.

Sebastian had you pressed against his apartment door before he’d even unlocked it. “Seb,” you laughed, dodging another attack from his lips, “Open the door!” Huffing, he chewed on his bottom lip while focusing on sticking his key in the lock.

A triumphant grin spread across his face when he managed to unlock the door, you helped him get it open before pulling him inside by his collar.

Seb’s mouth was back on yours instantly while he kicked the door shut, already working on shrugging his jacket off. You kissed him back, pulling your own jacket off and letting it drop at your feet. Your hands found the side of his face, slightly squishing his cheeks while you slid your tongue into his mouth. Your tongues rolled, mixing the drinks you’d had earlier at the bar. Moaning into each other’s mouth, Seb’s arms snaked around your body to hug you close to him making his warmth seep through your clothes and you yearn for more. 

You kissed him feverishly, pushing your body further against his. Sebastian stepped back, steadying himself as he happily took on your added weight, tightening his hold on your waist. Your heads were tilting side to side as you tried to explore every inch of your mouths, teeth occasionally clashing tugging smiles onto your connected lips.

Seb’s hands left their spot on your back to hold your face, gently pulling your lips apart to suck in a breath. You did the same, panting while you looked up into his dilated pupils.  “Baby,” Sebastian sighed, dragging his fingertips down the side of your neck, sending tingles across your body. “Sebby...” You copied his tone causing him to chuckle, “Want you.”

You took a few steps back, biting your lip and pushing the straps of your jumpsuit off your shoulders, you shimmied, making the garment slip down your body and pool at your ankles. “Yeah, baby?” Sebastian groaned, beginning to rid himself of his own clothes while you worked on your underwear.

Once you were both stripped, he walked towards you with a shit-eating grin. His warm hands gripped the back of your thighs to hoist you up into his arms. You squealed when you were raised into the air, giggling in your tipsy state. You help onto Sebastian’s shoulders, dipping your head down to drag your tongue across the skin of his neck while he walked you both to your bedroom, sighing whenever you grazed a sweet spot.

Seb stumbled at the foot of your bed, falling forward and trapping you under his weight when you both hit the mattress. His face hovered inches above yours, breaths mingling as you both panted. The mood changed, like everything around you slowed and it was just you and Sebastian.

You felt drunk. Not off the alcohol you’d previously consumed but from Seb. His warmth and his scent made your head spin and all you wanted at that moment in time...was him.

Holding onto him, Seb rolled you both onto your sides, facing each other. Biting your bottom lip, you reached in between your bodies to grip his hardening cock, he groaned lowly, resting his forehead to yours.

You hooked your leg over Seb’s waist, shuffling closer to guide his cock to your heat, running his tip through your slick folds causing sighs to fall from both of your lips. “Seb...”

His arms held you flush against his chest, “I gotchu baby,” he whispered, slowly pushing his hips forward to slide his length into your core. You moaned as he settled inside you. Feeling full your walls clenched while your hips circled, grinding against him.

Sebastian dragged his cock out, leaving only the tip still sheathed by your walls, soon thrusting gently back, yearning for the heat of your cunt. Your eyes fluttered close, forehead still pressed to his while you found a steady rhythm.

You ground your hips, meeting every lazy thrust from Sebastian while his soft grunts filled your ears. You were clinging to him, a layer of sweat forming over your skin. Seb moved his arm under your head for you to use his bicep as a makeshift pillow, tilting your head up slightly.

He slanted his open mouth onto yours. Not kissing you, just resting there while you both panted and moaned through shared breaths. Sebastian shifted his waist closer to you in between thrusting, causing his cock to angle so his tip nudged the spongey place inside you. Seb was aware of the high pitched gasp you let out so he repeated the action, sliding as deep as possible with each slow thrust to stimulate your most sensitive spot.

It caused your walls to rhythmically squeeze his length each time he bottomed out pulling constant throaty moans out of him. “Baby...” he sighed, a warning that he was close.

“Uh-huh” With a small whimper, you reached down to press your fingertips on your clit, circling your nerves in time with your hips to wind the coil in your stomach faster. It didn’t take long for you to reach your high, mumbling against his lips, “Seb, m’close, m’close...”

Sebastian nodded as best he could, “Let go, baby.” After one last grind of your hips, you let yourself fall over the edge, whining softly while your toes curled.

The harsher clenching of your walls triggered Sebastian’s orgasm, “I’m coming, I’m coming baby!” His grip tightened around you, holding you as close as possible, you felt his abs seizing against your stomach while he spilt into you.

You hummed at the feeling of your cunt milking his cock, pulling every drop of hot cum out of him. Your fingers slowed to a stop on your clit while you felt some of your mixed juices sliding out of your core and onto your thigh.

You watched Seb’s furrowed brow soften as he came down from his high, wincing slightly when your still pulsating walls gripped his sensitive cock. As your breathing returned to normal, you brought your hand up to slide your fingers into his fluffy hair, playing with his locks and causing a lazy smile to spread across his face.

“Let’s just stay like this for a couple of hours,” Sebastian pressed a kiss to your forehead before wrapping both his arms gently around you, still nestled inside your heat. You nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck and let your eyes close, fingers continuing to run through his hair. “Okay but just for a couple hours,” you chuckled against his skin, “Then a shower cause we’re gross.”

Seb hummed, dragging his hands over your back, “Whatever you say, baby...”

THE EVE OF A CRUEL ANGEL'S THESIS MASTERLIST

In one of the biggest cases of treason faced by the biggest mobsters in America, Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes had to make sacrifices to keep their empire, chosing it over you.

Ten years later, you were back and it was only fair for you to get you share of the cake you'd help make.

This tower was built on your grave and you'd either be taking it for yourself, or you'd watch it burn. Only fate would decide on that.

after you kill me my loves... bury me in a pile of salt fresh from the sea and never seek for me again.

because the moment you turn around, looking for the woman you once loved unconditionally, this woman will be replaced by the ghost of her.

and she will have a gun pointed to your head.

CHAPTER 1 : THE THREAT OF THE HURRICANE

CHAPTER 2 : THE CLICHE OF THE DECEASED WIFE

CHAPTER 3 : A GAME OF CHESS

(devider by @firefly-graphics)

Angsts: - vinnie thinking he doesn't deserve you and so breaks up with you and you two are both breaking so so bad - you two love each other but one gets scared because they're getting really attached and starts to sleep around - you broke up some months before for jealousy and stupid shit. You see him again but it's really angsty because one of you has a new partner or something I'll think of others -😇

Author: the fic from yesterday really hit me lol

Warnings: angst and smut

Songs recommendation: moral of the story, stay - rihanna, daddy issues, best part - h.e.r, figures- jessie reyez, forever - labirinth

Everyone had told him love was hard, it wasn’t always easy, it took time, patience, strenght and will. But no one had ever mentioned how scary it could be. No book had ever talked about the feeling of fear he was constantly feeling, he felt lost, scared, lonely. Every time you were around his heart filled with joy but then when you were gone he was left alone with his intrusive thoughts which always managed to break his heart and twist his mind. He didn’t have the courage to tell you what was actually happening inside his mind, all you could see was him slowly pushing you away, distancing himself from you and it hurt you so bad because you didn’t understand where it went wrong. You remembered you used to hang out together so much, the boys always making fun of you two, but you didn’t care because you simply enjoyed each other’s company, he always blushed whenever the boys mentioned your name, you both showered each other with compliments and gifts, he had managed to give love another chance, he introduced you to his fanbase, he dried your tears and medicated your bruises whenever you got hurt, you did his make up and held him when he had his panic attacks which didn’t happen as much as they used to. All seemed to go just fine but then one morning he woke up scared, afraid you weren’t going to stay forever as you had promised, afraid you would’ve learnt to hate his flaws, afraid you would’ve stopped loving him one day. The last couple weeks had been the worst of your nine months, you were constantly fighting, screaming, yelling, attacking and accusing each other. It was physically exhausting. All of his insecurities came out all at once and you didn’t know why it was all happening in that moment, what did you do to lose his trust? He became more closed and rarely spoke to you about anything personal. He’d get extremely jealous out of nowhere and accuse you of cheating, just to make up with love the night. The first few times were fine, you thought everything was going back to normal and he’d overcome his fears. But it did’t happen. Make up love turned into angry and emotionless sex, you’d fuck and then he’d leave in the middle of the night, you’d wake up looking for him in the bed and just sense the void next you. His insecurities slowly becoming yours as you lost trust in him too. Maybe he was cheating? You’d have never thought that of him but there weren’t many other options. One day you decided you had enough of this, enough of crying all day, of hearing him yelling at you, of pushing you away. You needed to sort this out, one way or another.

“I swear bro, he jumped and immediately fell down.” you heard Troy laugh and it caused a small smile from Vinnie, you hadn’t seen him smile in ages. What all of this turned into? As you stepped in the room, Troy’s eyes were on you, you definetely weren’t at your best since you weren’t used to sleep without Vinnie, who had decided that he liked sleeping in his bed by himself was better. You were wearing the last and only clothing item of Vinnie’s that you had left: a big sweater and although you weren’t as small and skinny as the other girls in LA from the big platforms, it still looked huge on you. Troy moved his chin at you, making Vinnie turn around. He felt his heart drop to his stomach when he saw you there, wearing his clothes that, to him, looked so much better on you and with those empty, puffy eyes of yours. 

“Can we talk, please?” your tone was broken and you didn’t even dare to look at him in the eyes. Before he could answer, Troy stood up and left the room. You stood there for a little longer, you weren’t even sure you could sit next to him anymore. He patted on the seat next to his as he scooted over. You sat down as he fixed his beanie on his head and looked outside. You had never felt more disgusting and bad about yourself, you felt used, broken. A few seconds went by without any of you speaking, just listening to the neighbour horrible taste in music.

“Vin... Look at me please...- you tried to get him to turn around which he weirdly did. - Talk to me, what is happening? Why are you acting so weird? W-was it me? Did I do something wrong? I just miss you, us...” you murmured confused as he tried to avoid the eye contact as much as possible because he couldn’t bear the look on your face, you looked destroyed, strenghtless, clueless and immensely sad. He didn’t even know what to say because you weren’t problem, he thought he had overcome he monsters from his past but they were still there, ready to push him down, to hurt him and they were winning.

“I-I just feel different... I don’t know.” you could tell he wasn’t telling you the truth, he was lying straight to your face and you saw it happening right in front of you. You dried a tear that slip from your eyes, he was holding back. He wanted to just hug you and never let go of you but part of him wouldn’t let him, he was tired of fighting against himself, he knew he waìould’ve always felt this way and he couldn’t bear with it any longer. “Don’t lie to me, Vinnie, please... I’m here for and with you, be honest.” you weren’t going to give up. You moved closer to him, your hands cupping his face as his eyes started to water. He didn’t want to let you go but he knew he should’ve. You were so good to him, he didn’t deserve you. He sighed and looked at you, you still managed to feel those damned butterflies no matter how much he hurt you. You were still madly in love with you.

“I love y-” he shushed you before you could finish, kissing you. He didn’t deserve to hear you saying that. You should have turned him down, pushed him away. But the kiss was so needy and hungry, you couldn’t bring yourself to pull away. Your hands found their way behind his neck, his on your hips as you straddled his lap. Anyone could have walked in on you, but in that moment neither of you cared one bit, not when you had been so touch starved for so long. His hands caressed your bare thighs, you had told him how many issues you had with your body. You always felt ten steps behind the pretty girls that got everyone’s attention, but he didn’t laugh at you or make fun of you, he simply venerated you as a goddess, kissed your body, every inch of it, made you feel as if you were the only girl in the world. The kiss slowly turned in a more heated make out session, he caressed the skin of your stomach which you’d always tried to hide from him and anyone else, not being as flat as society wanted. Once you couldn’t wear a bikini for a whole week due to the excess of hickey on it, you hated and loved him at the same time. He pushed his hoodie off of you for a second and exposed your naked chest, his lips immediately connecting with your bare nipples, as you let out soft moans and whispers, he hadn’t made love to you in ages.

“Vinnie...” his name rolled out of your mouth so sweetly that he felt chills rolled down his spine. He pulled away from your chest, leaving a small hickey on your left boob and going back to kissing you. You fumbled with his belt and pants and he helped you out by lifting his hips. You had missed his touch so much, it wasn’t like the other times, this was different, it felt different. He let go of you for a second just so you could get rid of your shorts and then straddle his lap again. His eyes were so lovely yet lustful, his heart filled with joy every time your lips met. His fingers worked their way down in your panties as he traced the skin of your neck. “Are you sure?” He mumbled against your ear and you nodded as he pushed your panties to the side. Your hands pushed down his boxer and as you were about to sink down, his fingers grabbed your chin and made you look at him. Your eyes met once again as you made love to each other. He filled you up so nicely, a soft smile appearing on your face, as your forehead pressed against his as you moved up and down. Moans and whimpers falling off your lips, they were the most beautiful sounds in the world to you two. His hands grabbed your waist and his lips connected to yours in a slow and delicate kiss. You pulled away, whining against his shoulder.

“Fuck... I love you, Vinnie...” you murmured staring into his eyes, he turned his face away but you grabbed it. “I really love you, Vinnie... You’re the only one to me.” He bit his bottom lip and you kissed him once again. You didn’t feel the urge to rush things, it wasn’t rough, quick, emotionless, hurtful. It was pure, simple love, something that could last one minute but it’d feel like an eternity. You felt your cheeks wet so you opened your eyes to see him tear up. You slowed your movements worried, but he kept thrusting up. You didn’t know if it was because of you or not. He had changed a lot recently and he was shutting you out, you just wanted to be there for him, no matter what.

“Are you ok-?” He shushed your words once again by crashing his lips against yours. You kissed him back, pulling the roots of his hair and gaining a couple of grunts. His thrusts became slower and deeper, both of you closer to your high. You let go of his lips just to pick up the pace, your faces still close as you stared at him and he tried his best to keep his eyes off your face. Something felt off. You came undone a few seconds later, both of you still wearing most of your clothes except for your underwear. Your lips looked for his but he pulled away, slipping out of you. It broken your heart, it genuinely ripped it into two halves.

“I’m sorry... This is over...” he murmured and got dressed. You were left speechless and heartbroken, you couldn’t even process what he had just told you. You frowned and looked up at him who was picking up his phone from the couch, you covered yourself with the hoodie as he walked out of the room and you slowly processed the whole thing. Did he genuinely break up with you after making love to you? Did he seriously just do that? You were pulled out of your trance by the sound of a door being slammed so you put your shorts back on and followed him. 

“Where is he?” you asked Jordan and Jeffrey who pointed at the front door. There he was standing next to his friends, a skate in his hands. You felt anger rush in your blood, he had just broken up with you and it was wise and normal for him to just go skate? As if he didn’t just break your heart after physically and mentally draining you. Oh boy was he wrong. He wasn’t facing you so you walked up to him and before any of his friends could warn him of your presence you pushed him. He swore and turned around pretty pissed off.

“What the fuck man? Like seriously, what the fuck is wrong with you? You think what you just did is cool? Was it a joke for you? Wait, were nine fucking months a whole joke? Were you just bored? Because it sure looks like it. I have tried my best to make you happy, Vinnie, I really have. I don’t regret anything and I wouldn’t be mad at you if you had just told me the truth, but fact is that you’ve been lying to my fucking face for the past two weeks, Vinnie. And we all know that. So no, don’t expect me to forget it all. Don’t expect me to accept your poor excuses for breaking up with me after making fucking love to me.” tears started rolling down your cheeks as you yelled at whom you thought was the love of your life but who had just decided to ruin everything you had built together with no explanation. Everyone around you stepped back as Vinnie tried his best to keep his cool but you were really trying to push all of his buttons.

“It wasn’t a joke to me and you know that, y/n... We aren’t meant to be.” you were so sick of his pity excuses, of his lies. He wasn’t the person you had fallen in love with nine months prior, he wasn’t who he used to be, he wasn’t the same old Vinnie, you didn’t know the man in front of you, you didn’t recognize him anymore. You dried some of your tears just because they obscured your view and shook your head. Lies, lies, lies...

“This is just bullshit. You are not the man I thought I loved, you are just a stranger right now to me, I don’t know you anymore. What happened to my Vinnie? Where did he go? Why can’t you just talk to me? I love you, Vinnie and there’s literally nothing that could bring me away from you even if you wanted me to.” you were essentially begging him, no matter how pathetic you must’ve sounded, you had never felt such a pain in your whole life. You could feel your heart slowly breaking into million pieces as he kept staring at the wall behind you, he couldn’t even look at you. He knew he couldn’t tell you what was actually happening because you would’ve convinced him otherwise but he knew he was doing the right thing for you. So he had to try a different approach.

“I cheated, okay? I cheated on you.” he blurted out and you took a step away, shaking your head, not believing him. “No, you didn’t. Stop pushing me away!” he would have never cheated on you, he knew how horrible someone felt after finding out they had been cheated on, he knew that from his past experiences, he would have never. You attempted to see if he was lying by looking at his eyes, but they were empty, no emotion.

“Yes, I did! You know when we went to Ben’s party and I disappeared for two hours? Well you should’ve suspected me, while you played beer pong with Maddy I was fucking some other girl. You wanna know why? Because I don’t love you anymore, y/n, get it inside your head! We are not meant to be together and you begging me to stay is just pathetic.” at this point you couldn’t stop the flood of tears streaming down your face. The spite, the hate, the disgust in his voice just gave you the coup de grace. Your whole world started falling apart, anything you believed in turned out to be a lie and everything began to spin around. You took two steps away from him, his breathing uneven as he held back tears, his words full of lies but the roughness of his voice had convinced you. He wanted to stop feeling everything, he wanted to feel nothing. Your mouth feel agape as you tried to find the right words, but you were speechless.

“You are a fucking piece of shit, Vinnie. Because I fucking know you didn’t cheat on me but the fact that you want be to believe you did is even worst. Go fuck yourself! I fucking hate you, Vinnie Hacker, I should have just cheated on you like the other girls.” you raised your voice pointing a finger at him. You left without even thinking about it twice, slamming the door behind you, calling Maddy to come and pick you up. Tears blocking your view but you still recognized her car when she pulled over and you hopped in her car without looking behind. Vinnie broke down the second you left the house, knowing he had lost you for good. He threw his skate against the wall, it broke and fell on the ground. His wails of pain were so loud even the neighboor could hear them. Shane hugged him as he bawled his eyes out. None of them dared to speak, all you could hear was his heartbroken cries. His heart actually felt broken, physically speaking, he was left breathless. Your words had pushed him over the edge and he realized how much he had hurt you. You would have never said those things if he hadn’t pressured you to do so.

You both lied in pain in someone’s bed and arms, as they gently stroked your hair but their touch wasn’t even close to each other’s. You felt dirty, used, uselessm stupid. He felt tired, sick, repugnant. He would’ve rathered feel all the physical pain in the world than feel this excruciating ache, and so did you. Everything had lost sense without him, you didn’t even have the strenght to stand up nor to smile. He felt lost, hopeless, lonely. Without you next to him nothing really mattered, the memory of you would have haunted his dreams forever and his would’ve become the reason of your nightmares.  Something in the way you move makes me feel like I can't live without you, it takes me all the way...

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Your world is ripped away from you, turned to dust after the snap. You turn to the only person who could possibly understand what it’s like to love and lose Bucky Barnes.

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three**

Chapter Four**

Chapter Five**

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven**

Chapter Eight

**indicates nsfw 18+

Steve

Summary: Steve’s never had a blowjob and could you really consider yourself a friend if you didn’t suck his dick?

Warnings: 18+, praise kink?, oral m!receiving, smut

“You’ve never…” your words dying down as you waved your hands for emphasis, letting the silence fill the gaps of your question.

Steve cheeks darkened under your gaze and he licked his bottom lip before answering. “Well, I’ve been busy.” His excuse seeming lame to him when they fell from his lips but it was true. Captain America and all that. He took another sip of his drink.

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𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 - 𝐧𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭

warnings: smut, masturbation (f receiving), nomad steve rogers x reader, somnophilia, 18+ reader

summary: you wake up in the middle of the night and can’t fall back asleep, so you have steve help you…

a/n: do not steal my work, it’s all my own. 18+ only, minors do not interact!

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you awoke from your deep sleep with a sigh. a dream that you had forgotten right as you tried remembering it, was what had awakened you. you took a quick glance to your right, seeing the clock on your nightstand gleaming 3:38 A.M. looking to your left, you saw your boyfriend’s big figure, as he lay on his stomach. you could hear his soft breathing, in and out. seeing him so peaceful made you feel guilty.

because you weren’t feeling so peaceful. seeing steve and his shirtless figure gave you butterflies. god he was sexy. you turned to your side and ran your hand softly up and down his broad back. his skin felt warm under your touch. a mischievous smile suddenly formed on your lips as you thought of the naughtiest plan you could at 3 in the morning.

you made sure steve wasn’t looking towards you, not that it mattered, but his head was turned to the opposite side of the bed. you peeked under the covers to search for his left hand, and carefully lifted it from under the sheets to grasp it under your own. his hand felt heavy in your palm, and you turned it ever so slowly as to not wake him up. you held it under your own left hand and let it run over your stomach to rest on top of your clothed mound.

you lifted the waistband the pair of boxers you wore to bed, (courtesy of steve’s underwear drawer), and slid his hand the rest of the way down. this was downright dirty, and whether steve woke up from this or not didn’t seem to bother you.

with your hand still placed perfectly on top of his, you used his middle finger to pump in and out of your entrance. almost as if you were playing the piano, in this case you were the piano, and your hand was helping to teach him how to play it.

“fuck” you whispered, still acknowledging that he was asleep.

steve was stirring a bit, his legs shifting underneath the blankets.

you suddenly felt the coil in your stomach beginning to form.

steve made a noise in his sleep, but you were too focused on dealing with your own pleasure to notice.

“what are you doing baby?” his hoarse voice whispered to you.

“i woke up and couldn’t go back to sleep, so i thought you’d help me tire out” you whispered back.

“all you had to do was ask” he replied, and you could see his cocky grin in the moonlight.

he removed his fingers for a quick second so he could prop himself up and take care of you the right way. with his right elbow holding him up he focused on your eyes as his middle and ring finger began to go to work.

he pumped them in and out, praising you for being a good girl as he finished you off.

“tell me what you want baby” steve said as he noticed you trying to hold in your moans

“use your words, i know you can”

“faster steve please” you moaned out, staring into his beautiful blue eyes.

he began to work at you faster until you began to come undone beneath him.

“there you go sweetheart, i got you” he praised, as he continued to get you through your high.

steve’s fingers slowed down retreating from your body, and he brought them up to his own mouth. he licked them clean as he fixed your shorts back up. steve pulled you close and snuggled into your body, knowing you were already drifting off.

“i love you honey” you whispered.

“i love you too sweetheart” he whispered back, giving a quick kiss to your forehead as you both fell back asleep in each other’s arms.

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Love this. This was literally in the works and then I see this request in the middle of me writing it, chefs kiss.  I love jealously, idk what’s wrong with me but it scratches an itch I cannot describe.

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