ISFJ - If The World Makes You Confused And Your Senses You Seem To Lose . . . Look Around, I Am Here

I joined the COD fandom a week ago and with my height of 158 cm I felt like this.

Literally us.

❝scent❞

summary ─ “you’re one eager and hungry kitten,” bucky whispered in your ear as he licked over your scent gland, where his bite situated perfectly.

pairing ─ alpha!beefy!bucky barnes x tiny!omega!reader

warnings ─ smut, +18, heat/rut sex, breeding kink, marking kink, sort of marathon sex, pet names, belly bulge

a/n ─ holy shit. hope you like it skjfhsdjfhskjf please leave a comment if you do! thank you <333

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KINKTOBER DAY TWENTY-FOUR: alpha!beefy!bucky + tiny!omega!reader + heat/rut sex + breeding kink

You were humming to yourself as you fluffed the pillows you had laid on your bed; whatever you had in the apartment that was categorized as ‘soft’, you had it on the bed. Your heat was close, too close even. You could pick up the telltale signs of your pre-heat, hence the nest you had built. Your body was too warm lately, you got aroused a lot more easily than you usually did. You knew that your scent had changed, too. The looks you got while walking down the street after doing a week’s worth grocery shopping told you enough.

Only thing left to do was waiting for it to hit you.

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aone? abo aone? alpha aone? 🥺

alpha! aone + mentions of heats / ruts + creampie + a.b.o dynamics + knotting + mild dubcon + mentions of guilt + excessive licking + manhandling + overstimulation + lots of cum + squirting + f! reader

— word count; approx 2.5k

with coming spring, he knows to be careful, more so than he already is- aone feels like he’s walking over thin ice.

he cant recall the last time he’s had to be mindful of ruts and cycling heats- but its different now, now he has you and he knows that things like this can go wrong so very fast. nonetheless, he’s come to you with a bag of fresh fruit and vegetables, hand already raised to knock at your door-

its not instant, the smell of something so mouthwatering that his knees feel weak slowly filling every space inside his mind. he can’t help but to bring an already clammy hand to cover his nose, but it’s already imprinted deep in his very being.

aone cant see you, but he can taste you.

theres a swirling heated battle rattling around in his mind. he knows you’re in your room, knows you’re bundled up in the safety of what he hopes is a comfortable nest, knows you’re in agony- begging for an alpha- begging for him to go and breed you.

its that singular thought that has him open your door, and it feels like it happens all over again, the searing heat and mouth watering with saliva, already panting with each heavy step taken towards your room.

his ears picking up the sounds of ruffling, can hear you turn around in bed, unable to get up thanks to the hurt your body is going through.

he can help you, he can… he’s going to help you.

the thumping sounds of his feet padding towards your room is enough to send you into a frenzy, nose buried into a fuzzy blanket- peaking up, you can only whine the second he’s standing outside the door.

“a-aone?” you cry, knowing you’d sent him a message denoting the early heat you’ve been forced to undergo- its what happens when you’re in the presence of such strong, fertile alphas... like him, like your new, sweet, giant, gentle boyfriend.

theres guilt settling deep, unable to really comprehend anything outside of small flashes of coherency, trying to make sense as to why hes outside your bedroom door, as to why hes slowly turning the doorknob, and as to why hes dropped a bag of groceries at his feet.

“i’m sorry.”

deep voice sending full body shivers straight from your neck, down the length of your back.

its not his fault and you know it- just how you cant stop the searing, harsh throbbing of your pussy, already wetting down the middle of your shorts, now feeling like your clothes prickle at overly heated skin.

hands immediately tear the soft blanket from you, bunching it to a ring of pillows and other clothing, his clothing.

he nearly collapses, heart thrumming hard in his chest at the sight, you two are so new to this relationship that he hasn’t even seen the skin you’ve suddenly presented him with.

“i’m sorry.” He says it with a broken lilt, stepping past the soft pillows you’ve kicked around.

it has you nearly thrashing around, legs already glistening with sweat- mouth hung open to hurriedly take in mouthfuls of his own scent. its mouthwatering, sharp and something that resembles mint and oak- it belongs to him, and only him and you cant and help but to whine.

a knee breaches past the safety of your nest and youre suddenly up- heated hands grabbing at the clothes hes wearing, a frenzy of soft and clammy touches along the cotton.

aone thinks he might die- just barely able to suppress any instinctual snapping, tampering down the need to shove your head into the soft bedding, wanting to shove his cock into your surely leaking cunt. he doesn’t know exactly what he’s doing, all guided by instinct and the nagging voice telling him to split you apart.

he wants you to lay back and let him take care of you, but there’s that gnawing guilt- and in a moment of clarity aone does something that shouldn’t have been possible in his headspace.

he steps back.

prying your hands off his body to put distance, any type of distance in between two heated bodies.

“its wrong.” Its all he says, still trying to simmer down the near overwhelming need to have you.

theres no words to truly describe the feeling at seeing you nearly cry at the rejection- his eyes closing, blunt nails digging into the fat of his palm before trying to step back.

“n-no!” its whiney- pitchy and warbled, shaky hands thumping against the bed- thighs squishing together, seeping arousal already started to coat the inside of them, it’s horrible and you want the pain settled deep in your belly to leave.

“want you- nobu, I want you.” you heave, bottom lip starting to shake, your eyes glance down to his crotch- and you can see the bump of arousal heavy in his pants.

its a desperate plan to get him to mount you like you need, but deep down you know how sweet he is- you know that hes wanted to make this special for the both of you, but once again the searing and pangs of heat don’t let you think straight.

a single glance to his now opened eyes is all you give him before turning around onto your knees, promptly shoving the slickened, sticky material of it down your legs- slumping forward to rest your cheek onto the mattress.

“please.”

its loud- loud and rattling around in his head, watching as you bend yourself over for him, a position he knows is ideal for taking you how he knows you need.

the drooling heat of your pussy finally presented is what eats away at the last bit of humanity he clutched in wide palms.

once more, aone brings himself to the edge of your bed- gripping at the skin of your hips, pressing that clutch of heat to his cock.

“bad.”

the word completely encompasses every feeling, every thought coursing through his dizzying head.

legs tremble under the feeling of his hands, of his cock pressing near perfectly against your pussy, grabbing at the sheets to distract from the throbbing.

“i know- i know.”

sharp sobs finally tumble forth, and he cant take it anymore.

you’re not too sure how he gets his cock out- maybe it has something to do with the tear and pop of the button from his jeans, but what you do know is that his swollen and throbbing cockhead is swiping up and down your messy folds.

all the sad, pitiful crying and noises sucked back into your chest immediately, tasting the heady scent of his own precum mixing in with your arousal.

aone brings a shaky palm to hold you down, long and thick fingers wrapping around the back of your neck, meat of his hand settled at the nape- instinctually pinning you with strength hes never used against anyone.

he needs to, because in one swift shove- aone sinks the reddened tip inside, splitting you open, momentum carrying his hips closer and closer to your ass.

gurgling out a mixture of his name and a shy thank you, while the burn from taking him in knocks any wind from your chest, legs nearly already giving way-

there’s a palpable restrain he’s undergoing, crushing, already crushing while he’s pushed your chest down flat- it feels like a sunburn painting every inch of skin, and aone cant take the burn anymore.

tilting his head back, hard eyes staring at the ceiling while your cunt pulses around his cock he speaks, grumbles out an, “i’m sorry.”

all before snapping muscled thighs to the fat of your ass- swollen balls pressed so close to you, it hits your throbbing clit- sending an involuntary twitch up your back, cunt fluttering hard, not helping the heat he feels.

aone wants to spit out every apology he knows while he drills into your cunt, but its too much. turned head letting him see your sweat lined hairline, lips parted while pretty screams leave them, drool already forming under a slowly curved up smile.

this is what you need. barely holding onto consciousness while hammering hips smash you down.

knees fully giving away, nothing in your body could have ever kept up with his large body swinging into you- all with an intent to breed, all with an intent to fulfill a screeching need imbedded deep within.

hands burn with the way you’ve clutched the bed, hips, along with every part of your body submitting easily, slumped near lifelessly, a violent display of power you’ve never seen aone use.

you’re slipping, every thrust bringing your body up and up and in the state of mind he’s undergone, it’s the worst thing imaginable.

letting up, thick, long cock still buried deep within gummy walls- he grabs your hips, picks you up off the bed, sensitive to the cry of pure displeasure that leaves your mouth, all with the way hes stopped moving.

“its okay- be still.” aone grumbles, and you do just that.

once more the sheer need to be good for him, to make yourself perfect and receptive for his cum forces your body to lay there, knees no longer pressed onto the bed, no longer pressed to anything while his palms keep you up.

muscles tensed- biceps curling with each drag of you back onto him, finally fulfilling that deep seated need that you’ve brought to him.

a blooming red heat curls up from his neck, dusted across his cheeks and nose- he thinks you look pretty, so perfect for him. the sudden urge to bite you- to tie you down to him is near overwhelming.

just barely blinking back that base need, all aone knows now is that he needs to fill you up.

focusing instead on your scent, the sweat rolling down every curve of your body, using you to slide down over his cock, creamy and wet with all the arousal your fluttering cunt produces in order to take him, absolutely no resistance in the tight heat of yours.

resounding, wet smacks of meeting hips have him dizzy, he’s ignorant to the fluttering, squeezing tight vice of your cunt every time you cum.

all aone knows is that it feels like your pussy is trying to keep his cock out- screams and warbling chants of his name increased the longer this goes on.

“n-nobu!”

this yell of his name comes out clearer than the others, full of much more desperation- white lashes flutter down to look at his cock stuffed inside when he feels a wet splatter hit his tummy, dripping down his balls and thighs. it takes him a second to think very dumbly that it’s all to help you take it- but the trembling, kicking limbs under him quickly disprove that.

with a loud groan, loudest you’ve heard him- he folds himself down, teeth throbbing with the overwhelming want to stake claim, but he just drools. the shirt still draped over him quickly dampening with the sweat slicked on your body, finally close enough to really taste everything that makes you- you.

he doesnt know why he does what he does, only that the need to have you closer- wanting to lessen the throbbing in his mouth, still rutting into your fucked out cunt, creamed around the base of his slowly thickening length, he laves his tongue up your neck.

stiffening under his hold, it’s the only thing you can do, unable to bring any part of your body to shy away, heavy chills wracking through sore muscles, involuntary clenches from your cunt nearly bring aone down.

his cock feels heavy and full, only animalistic drive brings him to press his dick inside- feeling the swell even more now, near suffocating while you squeeze in protest, chest heaving at the thickening.

your soft cries- warbling lilt of near mind searing pain has him try to comfort you in the best way he knows. still leaving trails of warm spit up your neck, grunting out harshly, nose dipping lower down your back, hand grabbing at your already limp arm and pulling it up, nose seeking parts of you that are dripping with sweat, he licks and licks.

does it to distract you to from the pain, to soothe you with heavy tonguing while his body near spasms, cock fully swollen at the base to keep you locked against him.

it hurts, but the feeling of his cum filling every swollen ridge inside finally has every burning thought settle down.

still fuzzy around the edges you simply blink- inhaling while he keeps dragging his thick tongue up your underarm, head nestled beneath it, sending waves of ticklish shivers down you.

“n-nobu?”

it comes out in a near breathless whine, no more is it muddled by any lingering want- tired from cumming so much, pussy stuffed full. it’s exactly what was needed, and by the sound of his soft grunting, still twitching cock dumping spurt after spurt, you knew he needed it too.

“mm.” he’s still tending to you, not satisfied until his cock begins to finally soften, any give of your battered walls brings forth a gush of cum.

its seeping from in between your overly stretched lips, a wiggle of hips finally snaps him out- prying himself from your body, proud of himself for keeping calm and not claiming you, not yet anyways.

“are you okay? feels good?”

he doesn’t know exactly what to say, settling on keeping any worry and anxiety down, you don’t need that right now- you need someone strong and he can do that, be that- but only for you.

finally stretching himself, he lets your body settle back down onto your bed, nest ruined from your thrashing arms- whining with the obscene amount of globs dropping down onto the bed as his cock slips out.

“its good, so good.”

still dizzy from it all, you can only wait while he slots his heavy body within your limp arms- whole body burning up, matching the temperature of your own.

hands so small against him paint soothing pictures, hearts and the initials of your name, goosebumps can only follow in their wake, this is the bliss that can only be described as easy. its easy to hold him, easy to touch and ease the worry, tummy warmed and full of his heavy cum, thanking in a small voice by his ear.

his heart pounds, still roaring, cumming like this- tending to your body was what he was made to do, no matter what shifted in the dynamics of your relationship, he just hopes he’s the one to hold you in the end.

The time of plans and projects.

i wanted to write something nasty but it ended up being quite sweet, don't blame me i just need love

⠀ૈ☆ ex-husband nanami x fem!reader

𓏲 ࣪₊♡ tw: [n]sfw, breeding kink, jealousy, possessiveness, fluffy ending

it only took one look, just one look across the room full of guests to reignite something that had never really been extinguished.

nanami's grip around his glass of wine got a little tighter, his eyes flashing at you and his heart starting to beat fast.

he became more muscular since your divorce, his shoulders looked stronger, carrying him with much more confidence and charisma than before.

maybe he finally quit his shitty job, you thought to yourself, trying to act cool as you saw him coming closer...

yeah he definitely quit his job, you think to yourself again, laying on your back while his cock is splitting you open.

"I missed you so much my love..."

familiar goosebumps hit your skin and his hands slide along the curves of your waist, the tip of his cock pushing against your cervix.

all you can do is take it, unfocused eyes watching your ex-husband thrusting inside your dripping pussy. nanami grunts, his body pressed against your own, his breath fanning over your neck, and you can't help but moan his name and wrap your legs around his hips, trying to meet his thrusts.

"'missed you too kento..." you try to speak, your hands reaching out to hold his face.

you missed everything about him, the warmth of his skin, his cologne scent, how messy his blond hair gets when you run your hands through it, and the way he knows every single one of your weak spots.

he never fucked you this hard in the past, of course he was rough sometimes, but you can tell something has changed, snapped.

not that you're complaining about it.

your back arches off the bed, making his pelvic bone touch your spasming clit.

"this time I'm not letting you go angel..."

his eyes get darker, thinking about the potential men and women who had you since your divorce, it makes him fuck you harder, deeper.

"mine..." he whispers, more to himself than for you to hear.

he takes your hands to pin them above your head and smiles when he hears you whine.

"you're gonna cum angel?" he asks, not slowing down his thrusts.

he knows you by heart, and he smiles when you nod, his mouth starting to suck on the soft skin of your neck, marking you.

"that's okay, I'm gonna cum too..." he says, and you can feel his hot breath hitting your skin.

he keeps rubbing your sweet spot, completely lost in the feeling. god he missed that feeling, you're the only one who can make him lose his mind like that, he can't believe he let you go when you're this perfect.

"you're still not on birth control?"

and he smiles again when he sees you shake your head. so perfect.

"gonna put a baby in you yeah? gonna make you a mom... will you let me angel?"

you mindlessly nod your head, wrapping your legs tighter around his waist, your whole body is trembling and you feel his cock twitches inside of you.

"please... breed me..." you sweetly asks, and he can't deny you.

your vision gets blurry, your eyes roll back and you violently cum around his cock as he does the same in you, still thrusting to push his cum deeper. you both stays silent for a few seconds, nanami's head buried in your neck, inhaling your familiar scent, closing his eyes of content when he feels your hands rubbing his back.

"I love you, I've never stopped loving you, even after six years..." he whispers, his voice sounding almost vulnerable as he kisses your shoulder.

you ruffle his hair, and you whine a little as you can feel his cock still pushing against your cervix.

"I'm here now, I won't leave."

he hums, his arms wrapping around your waist and you can feel yourself slowly drifting off to sleep.

this time you both won't let go of each other.

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(͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) captain Allen reacting to his s/o begging to cockwarm him

i had to look up what that even meant so bear with me if i misunderstood what urban dictionary told me 

also I went with HCs 🌚🌚🌚

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The Compromise. I

PAIRING.

Dark!CEO!Steve Rogers x Reader.

SUMMARY.

Wealthy CEO, Steve Rogers is a businessman before everything. All he ever wanted is to be the best, richest and smartest, owning all the finest companies. His priority: be better in affairs than his father.

But when a huge opportunity is offered to him, Steve would do anything in his power to seize it. And he’s ready to make a sweet and dangerous deal with you. Even though you are not willing to make a compromise with him.

A/N.

Political Relationship/Marriage? AU. Dark AU.

This is DARK. ANGST (i’m sorry) & SMUT (explicit sexual content) +18. Breeding Kink - sort of… Non-Con & Dub-Con. Mentions of Political Marriage. Mentions of Relationship/Marriage of Convenience. Swearing.

Here it is. One of my favorite story. Hopefully you will enjoyed it too. As always, thank you very much for reading! Don’t hesitate to leave your thoughts, comments, and feedback. (sorry for the layout at then, bugs from Tumblr)

A lots of Love! Lex!xxx

P.S: Gif is not mine, credits to the owner and maker.

WORDS.2942ish.

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With all my knowledge and intuition I could never entirely predict you.