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Detroit’s Finest

Summery: After the war, androids integrated into society, allowing them to live their lives among us peacefully. Connor, now living with Hank and still working for the DPD, struggles to figure out his identity and feelings. The Eden Club, now a strip club with both humans and androids, is a popular place for androids to experiment with their newfound freedom and sexuality. You, the reader, are working late at night when Detroit's finest DPD officer comes in for a taste.

Warning: smut, fluff, angst, & language

Pairings: deviant Connor x reader

Word count: 3227

Authors Note: This was originally supposed to be a one shot, but after finishing it I’m thinking of making it into an entire fic. Let me know what you think!

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The Android, introducing himself as Connor, loomed over you. He wore a worn, dark blue flannel with a long grey coat that had seen better days. The blue jeans and brown boots also had scuffs in them. Most androids received handy-me-downs after the war. They didn't exactly have money to buy much. Sometimes they were lucky enough to have families or owners that accepted them for who they were becoming.

Connor stood eyeing your body, analyzing every inch of the soft skin. It was so eerily similar to his.

The rush of your blood flowed at the same pace, and even as an Android, his thorium filled heart pumped with such a force it felt like it might break through his mechanical chest. There was a tension in the air, a kind of hesitation that buzzed between both of you.

"Hi, Connor", you smiled, "I'm (y/n). Have you been to Eden before?". It was typical of you to spew the lines given by the club manager. Cheery, sexy, and playful. It was that or miss your tips for the days.

"No," His brows furrowed slightly as he looked away, glancing nervously around the lavender room, "This will be my first time."

Suddenly, you noticed the LED light besides his head. It switched from blue to a bright yellow, flickering anxiously.

Your eyes widened in shock, mostly because this would also be your first time with an Android. Most of the Androids that came in wanted to be with their own kind. It was sort of taboo to be involved with a human, but they were offered our services if requested.

Noticing your shock, Connors LED switch briefly to red.

"I-I'm sorry. I shouldn't have come", he stuttered, turning around to leave, "you can keep the money, I-

"Connor!", you stopped him, grabbing his wrist softly and pulling him back towards you. His LED was still blinking a vigorous red.

"Hey, it's okay", you soothed, "Don't be nervous. You're my first android, that's all."

His LED flickered for a moment before turning back to yellow, then stabilizing at a bright luminous blue.

"I know this can be... odd", You stepped a bit closer to him, shrinking the distance between you two to the point you could smell the richness of his cologne. "But everyone has needs. Don't be ashamed to let yourself dip into yours."

He stopped for a minute, debating whether to turn back or give into his strong desire to feel something different for once. That powerful, intense emotion and connection he's seen before but never once had the chance to experience for himself.

The pounding from the music inside the club was muffled from the heavy door and walls, but boomed softly through the room. You searched Connors eyes, waiting for some kind of response. The anticipation of being with an Android had bubbled up into a pool of desire in your stomach. This no longer felt like a job. It felt like an opportunity. And the dark eyed, freckled Android with brown hair had definitely peaked your interest... and your attraction.

"Don't be nervous", you closed the space between you two further, pressing your body to his and reaching up to run a hand through his hair. Even as gelled up and perfect as he had kept it, a small strand fell delicately over his forehead.

"I'm not", he said softly, "I just want to be... good. For you."

"You will be."

The Android stood at least a foot or two taller than you, forcing you to stand on your toes to be able to reach up and place a soft kiss on the side of his freckled cheek. His synthetic skin was warm to the touch, warmer than you had thought it ever could be. You glanced at his LED, glowing yellow, before placing a kiss on the corner of his lips. The music pounded almost as hard as the heart in both of your chests. You, nervous to be the androids first and please him, and him thinking the same. Both of you unsure of how the other worked. Looking into his eyes once more, you gave him another soft smile before leaning in and placing your lips gently against his. You lingered there for a moment, taking in the softness and warmth of his skin. You revealed in the way his lips felt pressed against yours. There was a subtle, but pleasant buzz that tingled through your lips that sent a chill down your body.

You gasped, pulling away to look at him.

"What was that?", you breathed, reaching your hand up to touch your lips. He looked down at you in shock as well, looking worried that he might've hurt you in some way.

"What's wrong? What happened?", he said quickly, his eyes frantically searching yours.

"N-nothing. Your lips. They just, I don't know", you said softly, still touching a finger to your lips, "it was nice. I've never had that before."

"Are you ok-

You crashed your lips on to his once more, your hands cupping the sides of his face. The buzz was pure bliss against your skin, and you couldn't wait to feel it everywhere. Slowly, you moved your lips against his, making sure to steady the rhythm and wait for Connor to catch on. He was clumsy at first, his teeth clashing against yours. You let out a soft giggle, moving to his top lip. Then, like the flip of a switch, Connor was moving along with you like he had done this a million times before. You smiled against him, sliding your tongue across his bottom lip. He parted them every so slightly in surprise, allowing you to taste the tip of his tongue.

Whiskey, cigarettes, and cinnamon.

You pulled away, catching your breath and looking back up to him.

"I thought androids didn't eat or drink?", you breathed,  admiring the pink of his cheeks and how plump and red his lips had gotten.

"It's not necessary. But I can taste things, you know", he smirked, bringing a hand to your cheek and dragging his thumb across your own plump and swollen lips, "you taste like caramel."

Before you could speak, the Android leaned down to bring his lips back to yours, cupping the sides of your face like you once did to his. Quickly picking up on all his new tricks, you could feel his tongue slide across your lip, and you immediately obeyed, opening your mouth to him explore your tongue. Both of you were completely in sync, moving and rolling at the same pace.

Realizing you needed to breathe, Connor pulled away for a moment, a string of both of your saliva stretching before Connor lifted a finger to wipe his mouth, before placing his fingers to the tip of his tongue.

"Like candy", he said again, his voice deep and filled with lust.

You grabbed his shoulders and turned him to the bed, pushing him down softly before climbing on top of him. His eyes, so soft and innocent, scanned the length of your body, taking in the perfect being straddled across his lap. Your hands traveled down his torso, taking extra care to feel the ridges of his lean muscled stomach. Although he wasn't built to be an Eden club Android, Cyberlife took their time perfecting his body.

You leaned down to kiss him once more, your hands working to unbutton his flannel as you trailed kisses down from his jaw to nape of his neck. Connor let out soft sighs, his hands gripping your hips tightly. You could feel him growing in your lap, his bulge becoming more prominent by the second. Even now, you could tell he was well endowed. Larger than anything you've ever had before.

You sat up, untucking his shirt from his pants as he shrugged it off. His whole torso was lean, his ivory skin covered in small brown freckles just like his cheeks. Heat spread to your face and through your body as you straddled him, admiring the way his body shaped and curved. His chest rose and fell heavily, his skin aching for your touch.

"You're perfect, Connor", you purred in his ear, starting another trail of small kisses down his neck. You stopped at his collar bones, nipping at them softly before sliding your tongue across his smooth skin to sooth the bite. His hips bucked against yours, sending a wave of pleasure through your core. Connor let out a groan as you continued to nibble and suck at his skin, making your way slowly down his torso until you hit his V-like. Your hands worked at his leather belt as you sucked on the skin of navel, making him sigh in pleasure.

Sliding his belt from his pants, you quickly unbuttoned his jeans and helped him shrug them off, leaving the Android in only tight black boxer briefs. Your heart quickened as you eyed his bulge. It was bigger than anything you could've imagined.

Not wasting any time, you leaned down to kiss him, sliding your tongue in his mouth while palming your hand over his briefs. He moaned into your mouth, taking your hand from his crotch and flipping you over on to your back.

"Let me try", he breathed, his lips crashing back on to yours as his hand slid from your waist to cup your breast. He palmed you roughly, his kisses getting more aggressive. You gasped as he moved from your lips to suck on your neck, trailing his lips across your skin to your collar bone. Doing what you taught him, he sucked your skin into his mouth, undoubtedly leaving a mark that would last days. Before moving on he kissed the spot softly, moving down to your chest.

"Sit up", he ordered. Burning from his touch you complied. He stripped you from your Eden club bra, stopping to eye your body. He'd seen female anatomy before, but not like this. This was something completely out of his league. Unknown to you, Connor was analyzing every adult film in existence in his head, trying to figure out what to do next. It took him only a second.

You gasped as he pushed you back on to the bed, looking up at you as he trailed kissed from your chest to your nipple. His tongue swirled around slowly before taking you completely into his mouth. Electric chills shivered down your spine as you moved your hips to meet his, grinding up to meet the bulge in his pants to get any kind of friction possible.

"Connor", you gasped, feeling his teeth graze your nipple softly, "How a-are you so good."

"I'm an Android, (y/n). Full of surprises", he smirked, finally finding his courage.

His kisses trailed down your stomach until he met your navel, his fingers slipping under the waistband of your panties. Slowly he tugged them off, tossing them to the side of the bed.

Your breath was ragged as your need for him grew. Connor smiled and he slid two fingers down your wet slit, bringing them up slowly to his mouth before pressing them to his tongue.

His eyes closed as he sucked off your juices, his analytic program spiraling out of control. You were more exotic and intricate then anything hed ever tasted.

You couldn't help but whimper as he opened his eyes, an insatiable hunger replacing the innocence you once saw in him before.

He brought his head down to your sex, giving you a smirk before teasing his tongue over your clit, so lightly you tried bucking your hips to meet his mouth but were quickly met with his rough hands gripping your hips, pressing you into the bed and holding your body in place.

"Please, Connor", you begged him pathetically, your voice wavering as your body quivered.

"Patience, (y/n)", he hushed, dragging his tongue once more along your clit, "Let me taste you."

Your shut your eyes and gripped the sheets as he continued to swirl his tongue around your clit, stopping to suck and slide his tongue into your wet cunt. He was relentless, sucking on your clit even as your moans filled the room and your legs began to shake.

His hand left your thigh as he brought his hand between your legs, his tongue still working your clit as he slid a slender finger into your dripping core.

"Fuck, fuck fuck fuck", you moaned softly, moving your hand from the sheet to his dark brown hair. His finger slid deep into you before curling to hit your g-spot. Your stomach began to knot as heat made its way up from your core to the rest of your body. His fingers were like heaven, hitting and stretching you in all the right places. Connor slipped another finger into you as a moan escaped your throat, his mouth bringing you ecstasy with every swipe of his tongue.

"Connor, I- fuck, please, I'm gonna come", you gasped, tightening your grip on his hair and shoving his face deeper into your pussy. His fingers curled faster, making the knot in your stomach tighten.

Suddenly, Connor slid his fingers from you, giving your slit one last lick before lifting his head to look at you. The knot in your stomach loosened and the verge of pure bliss you had reached now felt miles away.

You breathed heavily, looking down to see Connor smirking between your legs, his chin covered in your wetness.

"Con-

Your whines were cut off by Connor climbing back on top of you, his lips meeting yours in a wet kiss. You groaned in pleasure, tasting yourself on his tongue. He continued to kiss you before sliding his boxers off, his erection bouncing out from beneath the waistband. You bit your lip at the sight of his cock, the tip gleaming with light blue precum.

"Is this okay?", he said softly, climbing back on top of your and placing delicate kisses on your cheek and neck.

"Yes, yes Connor", you stuttered, praying that you could even handle his size.

Connor sighed into your neck happily, nipping at your skin before meeting your eyes. He looked down and positioned himself at your entrance, glancing back up at you for confirmation.

You gave him a pleading look, your eyebrows contorted in need. This was all Connor needed.

He rubbed his tip against your clit slowly, soaking in your wetness. The feeling sent shockwaves through your body, a small whimper leaving your mouth as you bucked your hips to hurry him up. Finally, Connor gently pressed against your slit, slowly pressing into you. You could feel the tip of him start to stretch you open as the both of you let out a sharp gasp, the sensation sending the both of you into a high.

"M-more", you begged.

Connor eagerly complied, pushing himself farther inside you. You were filled, his cock stretching your walls to unimaginable limits. Another gasp left your lips as he continued to push into you, his cock seemingly never endless. Finally, you could feel him hit your cervix, his dick shoved to its own limit.

You tried to catch your breath, but Connor pulled out, the pleasure of your core too good to slow down.

His LED flashed red as he shoved himself entirely into you, groaning into your neck. You wanted to tell him to slow down but the pain mixed heavenly with the pleasure, creating a feeling of pure ecstasy.

Connor pulled out all the way before thrusting back into you roughly, sending a scream erupting from your throat. You could feel him twitch inside you as he watched you squirm, thrusting in and out of you at a viciously slow, deep speed. His hand moved to your throat, clamping around it tightly before he pulled out and thrust into you again, quickening his pace. Every time he pulled out and rammed his cock back into you, it sent a deep ache through your core but a shock of pleasure through your clit.

His pace sped up as he was slowly reaching his own climax, pounding into you as he held your throat and watched your eyes water.

"I'm c-close", you gasped, struggling to breath under his grip.

"Come me, (y/n)", he urged, quickening his pace and slamming into you with an ungodly force. You could feel your wetness dripping down your thighs, soaking into bed. The knot in your stomach began to tighten as you looked down and watched Connors cock pound into you over, and over again. Finally, you felt your stomach clench and you looked back up at him, screaming as he slammed as hard as he could into you. Your toes curled and you gripped his arm tight enough to draw drops of blue blood as you came around him, your legs shaking and pussy tightening. Connor sped up his pace once more and thrusted so hard you thought you might break, until finally he let out a loud, deep moan. His cock throbbed as he came inside you, filling your cunt with thick blue cum. You could feel him stretching you even more as his cum seeped from your slit, sliding down your legs and on to the silk bed.

His grip on your throat loosened and he leaned down to place a deep kiss on your lips, his thumb brushing over your bruised throat softly.

He lifted his head to meet your eyes, the both of you panting and both hearts pounding.

"Connor?", you said breathlessly, struggling to form the words.

"Yes?"

"Good. You were very, very good", you smiled, chest rising heavily as you placed a hand on his red cheek.

Connor laughed and sighed happily, resting his forehead on yours as you both caught your breath.

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Still bare, Connor and you laid entwined on the satin sheets. Neither of you were sure what to say. After everything, after the electricity and the sparks and the first times, it felt wrong to go. Connor had rented you for more than 2 hours. Undoubtedly his card was racked up with charges, but he didn't mind. Your bare skin pressed against him was something he'd never known, and never wanted to let go of.

"Are you going to stay here forever?", you joked, lifting your head from his chest to meet his eyes.

"Why, do you want me to leave?", he asked, not quite understanding concept of a joke and thinking you wanted him gone.

"No, of course not. I'm messing with you", you giggled, kissing him gently.

"I will have to leave, though. I can't stay forever", he said softly, his thumb rubbing your cheek softly.

"I know", you said softly, trying to hide the emotion in your voice. You were never supposed to get personal with clients. After all, it was just sex.

"Will you let me come see you again?", he asked gently, lifting your head up with his thumb and forefinger to meet his eyes.

Your eyebrows lifted in surprised and shock. You knew he might be back to the club, but you didn't think he'd want to come back for you.

"Yeah, actually. I'd like that a lot".

And with that, Connor had found someone who could help him truly become human.

Canon

(only he can)

Nanami is such a gift giver

"The roses that came at lunch were beautiful," you said, fingers tracing the back of his hand under the warm water.

Nanami’s lips curved into a rare smile against the back of your head, "I wanted you to know I was thinking of you between meetings. That even when I'm buried in paperwork, missions, and everything else- part of me is still with you."

It had become something of a legend among your friends- the way Nanami Kento never stopped courting you. Never taking your presence for granted. The flowers that appeared mysteriously on your pillow some mornings- the ones he’d cut from the garden before work or purchased the night before. The handwritten notes tucked into places he knew you’d rummage through throughout the day.

"Some people say romance dies after the honeymoon phase…" you said while leaning back into his chest, watching as the candlelight danced across his knuckles, "That once you've 'caught' someone, you stop trying."

Nanami’s arms tightened around you, "Those people misunderstand the nature of love..." His voice was matter of fact, as if stating an obvious truth, his free hand coming up to gently move your damp hair away from your neck, "Love isn't a trophy to be won and displayed. It's a garden that requires daily tending."

A shiver ran through you as his breath ghosted over the shell of your ear. His lips trailed down the column of your neck, pressing light, almost ticklish, kisses along the sensitive flesh. Your hand found the side of his neck and you tilted your head further to the side in an unconscious invitation.

He nipped playfully at the skin where your shoulder and neck met and then soothed the spot with his tongue, "And you just so happen to be my favorite flower... You don't need a trophy case, just a loving gardener..."

His hand drifted to the edge of the tub, reaching across you, retrieving something from the edge- a small velvet box that hadn't been there when you'd entered the bathroom.

"Which is why," he continued, opening it to reveal a delicate silver bracelet adorned with black opal, its dark surface shimmering with a kaleidoscope of firey blues, greens, reds, and even purples, "I never intend to stop reminding you why you chose me. Every day. For as long as you'll have me."

I want two boys to fight over me too

Pet Names

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader x Bucky Barnes Summary: The boys wonder why you don’t have any pet names for them. A/N: 2 of ?? Snapshots between you, Steve, and Bucky. In the same canon as Mystery of Love– check it out first :) 

They have so many for you: Angel, darling, sweetheart, kitten, honey. All tender and easily passing over their lips any chance they get. Some were more creative: doll-baby, honeybunny, pumpkin, cherub. Some of them would stoke fires in your cheeks just at the sound of their silly syllables rolling off your lovers’ tongues.

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My knife + blood kink is going OFF!

Hit Me

Pairing: Pietro Maximoff x enhanced!reader

Word Count: 1.2k

Summary: Pietro’s a smug bastard during your private training session until you hit him

Warnings: use of knives, reader has trajectory manipulation like Diego from tua, pietro being a little shit, pietro gets a little injured but kinda deserves it

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Come on, you have to try harder than that printsessa.

Your head whips around and the knife in your hand flies through the air before lodging itself in the wall.

I'm not even going that fast.

You huff as you hear the arrogant Sokovian now on the other side of the room but you're quick too. You pull another knife from your belt and throw it in his direction. Predicting he'll go left, you focus your energy to curve the knife to the left but he goes right and it hits the wall again. You take another knife and throw it at the wall out of anger, you're on hour three of this ridiculous training exercise and you haven't hit the stupid speedster once.

Are you giving up little one?

He stops right next to the knife you just lodged into the wall and pulls it out. He flips it around a couple of times before he zooms off again. You're exhausted, but you're also determined that you're gonna hit him and you're not one to give up. So you close your eyes and suck in a deep breath, trying to focus your mind that's been clouded by his taunts that have melded into frustration. Your hand finds your belt and pulls another knife from its holster, you're listening for his movements before raising your arm and releasing the knife.

Oh so close.

Your eyes open and he's in front of you again, your eyes scan him looking for a knife to be sticking out of him but you only find a slight tear in the arm of his shirt. Before you can even say a word about how that should count, he's run off again. Anger floods you again and you pull knife after knife out of your belt and fling them one by one in the direction of the blue streak.

Are you even trying?

He laughs as you pull another knife and throw it at him before he darts just a few feet away. Then as you reach for another you feel a gust of air and something cold against your neck.

Got you.

Your head goes fuzzy for a second. Breathe. Then in a second, you've elbowed him in the ribs and his hand drops the knife. You catch it with ease and turn to place it to his neck and pushing him against the wall hard.

You were saying speedy?

He just blinks for a second before he smiles and his smile makes you angrier because you got him, finally, you'd got him after three goddamn hours.

Doesn't count but you're hot when you're angry.

You blink and he's gone and your cheeks are flushing at his words. You shake your head trying to rid it of the indecent thoughts of him it was conjuring. He's trying to get in your head, trying to throw you off. That's what you're telling yourself anyway so you can focus. Your breath shudders when he stops behind you and speaks right in your ear.

Come on, hit me.

Okay now he's actually asking for it, you watch the blue streaks bounce around the room and you clear your mind again. You throw the knife in your hand and move it in the air to follow the blue streak, this time willing it to speed up as it takes turn after turn and then you hear him yelp. For a split second, you feel victorious until guilt washes over you. Quickly you turn toward the sound and Pietro is stood with a hand over his ear.

I'm sorry, are you okay?

He laughs again and your face screws up in confusion as you approach him. You can see the little drops of blood on the shoulder of his shirt and you panic that you hit him somewhere he didn't have Tony's high tech armour.

Why are you saying sorry? You were trying to hit me no?

He's still got a smile on his face when he pulls his hand away from his head, he wipes his hand against his trousers and you can only see a small cut on the edge of his ear but you still instinctively reach your hand up to brush his hair out of the way and check for more injury.

I am okay Y/N.

His head turns so he can look you in the eye, your hand rests on the back of his neck and you don't know what overcomes you but you pull him toward you and you're kissing him. Your mind explodes because two minutes ago you were pissed at him for being an ass for the last few hours and now you're kissing him and you like it? You go to pull away but his hands are on your face pulling you closer. You have to pull away again though because you've lost the ability to breathe. Panic floods his face and his hands drop from your face.

I'm sorry, I thought you-

No, no, I do. I want to. I just need air.

You splutter out the words before he thinks you didn't want him to pull you closer because you did, you just didn't expect him to and he quite literally knocked all the air out of your lungs. One of his hands comes back up to your face, his thumb stroking your cheek while his other hand anchors itself on your hip. Your own hands go to his face so you can pull him into you again.

Is everything okay?

Wanda's panicked voice floods the room with the sound of a door slamming against the wall. You pull away from Pietro instantly and turn toward the other Sokovian. Wanda pauses for a second, tilting her head and looking at the way her brother is stood so close behind you and the blush coating your cheeks and her lips slowly turn upwards. She knows exactly what she's just walked into and if she didn't you're sure she could've got all the information she needed from Pietro's way too loud mind.

Oh, I see that everything's fine here. Sorry for... interrupting.

She gives her brother a look and you can only assume they're communicating to each other through their thoughts. Then she's turned around and is out of the room before you can formulate a sentence explaining what she just walked in on.

So, we're going to do that again yes?

The smug tone in his voice makes you laugh and bury your face into your hands. His hands land on your hips to turn you around and face him. When you slide your hands down your face he's looking down at you and licking his lips. He goes to move in for another kiss but just meets the palm of your hand, he pulls away with a confused look.

Not until I live down the embarrassment of your sister just walking in on us and not until you get this cleaned up.

An unpleased sound, that makes you laugh, comes out of his mouth at your words. Your hand combs through his hair again, moving it away from the cut and his eyes close. You take the opportunity to kiss him once again quickly and he smiles when he opens his eyes to see you looking up at him. You could both get used to ending training like this every day.

Must see today

Arrrr. I louvrrrr thissss

𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲

𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚! 𝙗𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙮 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 || Love and loyalty is tested after Bucky realises you aren’t who you pretend to be.

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 || unprotected sex, loss of virginity, oral sex, abduction. MINORS DNI

This is not proofread :/

I finally completed this story!! Yay! I hope you like it!

You stared at the wooden ceiling as you laid down in your bed. The ship was silently swaying from side to side due to the night breeze like a cradle. But sleep didn’t come on such nights.

The bed wasn’t bad, and your stomach was filled yet when you closed your eyes, only thoughts plagued your head. It had almost been two weeks since you had been taken, but you weren’t so sure as it was difficult counting days on the sea.

You still vividly remembered each and every detail of how your life had taken a one eighty degree turn. Princess Wanda of your kingdom was betrothed to Prince Vision, whose kingdom was across the sea.

You being her best friend had decided to accompany her overseas and had therefore set sail in a grand ship. It was all going perfectly well until the pirates raided your ship. But more than the jewels and wealth, they were interested in the princess; they had something against the other kingdom.

You had known it at that moment that if you let them take Wanda, she would face situations worse than hell. So at that very instant, you both had changed clothes and you had let these pirates abduct you instead, though you didn’t look anything like the princess.

You had expected these people to be brutish and ill mannered but instead they were jolly and accepting. You had imagined horrid scenarios but instead these people gave you respect, fed your food, and looked after you. And the only thing they forced you to do was to sing along with them after every dinner.

So in short, the problem wasn’t that you were abducted by the pirates and neither was it homesickness. The problem was a certain metal armed pirate and leader who went by Bucky.

He was unlike any you had ever met; charming yet sharp, gentle yet commanding, alluring yet fearful. Since the moment you had come here, his eyes never left you and neither did yours left him.

And his eyes, oh god his eyes, they were deeper than the sea and lustrous like the sky. His lips were so plump and soft and that perfect nose of his. Every moment you saw him, your mind was filled with not so decent thoughts.

You wanted to hate these pirates; you wanted to hate Bucky. But somehow things weren’t going how you wanted them to be. You were instead thinking of living here forever in the back of your head. You later did get angry at yourself, but the thought wasn’t so bad.

You changed your sides and closed your eyes in a poor effort of mimicking sleep. The silence of the room was disturbed by a firm knock at your door. Grumbling to yourself, you got up to answer.

You weren’t asleep, but that didn’t mean you weren’t comfortable in that small cot. It was nice and cozy being bundled up but then some ass had to disturb you. Sighing, you opened the door only to see Bucky.

“Umm, what are you doing here?” It was really too late for anyone to visit you, a supposed princess. “Just came to see you princess.” You pouted at the title but didn’t reply.

The moon was casting beautiful shadows on his face making him look enigmatic. He entered without really waiting for your answer and locked the door behind him.

Sitting on your small bed, he motioned you to come forward. The room was dingy and didn’t have much space to roam free, yet you walked two steps closer.

“Now that the princess is here, one might think the royal wedding would be stalled.” The room didn’t have a proper lighting, but from what was visible, his stare was deadly.

“But you see,” he got up and walked right in front of you. You gulped nervously as he gently placed his finger of your cheek and trailed it till your chin before he continued.

“That is not the case.” A violent shudder passed through you as he gripped your chin tightly. You knew this day would come and yet you were unprepared for it.

“The royal wedding took place yesterday. So that leaves us with two possibilities, either they married the false princess or…” he jerked you closer to himself, “You are the fake princess.”

So this is how I die, you thought to yourself. Maybe you shouldn’t have been so brave and let Wanda get captured, at least the kingdom would’ve searched for her. But for you, no one came.

“Answer me!” He was so close to your face that your breaths were intermingling. “I…” you didn’t want to cry in front of him; you didn’t want to be weak. But then you couldn’t stop the tears that started spilling from your eyes.

You were all alone on this ship and no one would come to save you. You hadn’t just warped Bucky’s plan but you had also lied to him all this time.

“I trusted you, and what you did was betray me.” He wasn’t lying, he had been nothing but kind to you. When you didn’t reply, he held you by your arms and shook you.

“I’m sorry.” You finally sobbed out. “You could’ve told us. You could’ve told me!” Bucky wasn’t really angry at the fact that you had lied about being the princess, he was mad as you hadn’t told him the truth.

You were one of the most kind, hardworking and caring person he had ever met. He hadn’t thought he would ever fall in love, but you had proved him wrong. You had become his lighthouse in the storm of life.

“I… I didn’t mean to hurt you.. I mean I did lie to fool you, but that was before I met you. I couldn’t let you capture Wanda…. Please… please don’t kill me.” You ducked your head low with guilt and helplessness.

Your words shifted something in Bucky. His hard touch suddenly turned gentle and he now held you to stop you from falling. You were shaking in his hands and he hated it. He hated the way you thought he’d let anything in this world harm you.

“Hey… hey look at me.” He placed his hand on your chin once again and titled your head up, just this time his hands were tender. “I’m not going to kill you.”

“You’re not?” You were surprised with his confession. You stared up at him with wide eyes, waiting for him to say something more. “No. I could never hurt you.” The next thing he did surprised you the most, he kissed your forehead.

“Bucky..” your said breathily. “Shhh…” he shushed you before gently pecking your left cheek. “I am angry at you for lying to me.” He kissed your right cheek next and you felt tingles go down your spine.

“But that doesn’t mean I’ll hurt you.” Holding your face firmly with his palms, he kissed your nose. “I know you don’t trust me yet. But I need you to know something; I trust you.”

Those three words were more important and real than anything else in the world. You knew Bucky didn’t rely on many people, but the fact that he trusted you made you feel a different kind of warm.

“Bucky, I trust you too. You’ve taken care of me more than anyone else in my life.” Placing your hands on his worn out shirt, you pulled him in for a proper kiss. You readily opened your mouth for him as you melted into each other.

You let out a squeak when he teasingly bit your lower lip. “Don’t think I’ve forgiven you, princess.” You shook your head and corrected him. “I’m not the princess.” He just chuckled, “You are. You are my princess.”

This man is going to be the death of me. You batted your eyelashes flattering manner and smiled. “You’re so sweet.” You stared at him as he shook his head and laughed. “You won’t be saying this in fifteen minutes.”

In the next instant, his flesh hand was gripping your hair as he pulled you in for a passionate kiss. You previously didn’t get it when your friends gushed about kisses, but now you understood.

Your arms travelled up his chest and tried to bring him even closer to you. The way he was kissing you made you stupid and your toes tingle. The kiss was wet and lewd and you loved it just as much.

You both were panting and breathless as Bucky pulled his shirt off. You couldn’t help but gasp as you eyed his muscles torso. His arms were decorated with veins and his scars were making him look even more rough.

With an unsteady pointer finger, you slowly traced the dips and curves of his hard abs. Licking your lips, you gulped nervously, “I’ve… I’ve never done this before.” You didn’t know why but you were somewhat ashamed of your lack of experience.

“There’s nothing to worry about. I’ll go slow, I promise.” His eyes were sparkling with mischief but you didn’t yet understand why. “Okay.” Your voice was small as you nodded.

With careful fingers, Bucky untied the knots of your dress. Once you were naked in front of him, true to his word, he gently laid you down on the bed. Biting your lower lip between your teeth you saw with interest as Bucky unbuttoned his pants.

Your eyes became wide as you saw his veiny length. You hadn’t seen a naked man before, but you were sure he was very well endowed. “Don’t get scared. I’ll make it good for you.” His voice was dripping with a sinful promise.

As soon as he climbed on the bed, he started peppering kisses from your breastbone to your belly. “Wha… what are you doing?” You asked as he placed himself between your legs.

“Nothing you won’t like.” His answer didn’t really clear anything but you let him continue anyway. He pried your legs apart with his hands and licked his lips, “You’re so beautiful.” He said looking into your eyes.

You were insecure for a moment as nobody had seen you like this before. But Bucky proclaiming how beautiful he found you put your worries to rest. “Thank you.” You replied shyly.

“You don’t need to thank me for stating facts.” With that he placed a small kiss to your throbbing clit. “Bucky!” You got up on your elbows to look at him. “Do you want me to stop?” He clearly had no intentions of stopping.

“Umm no.” Locking eyes with you, his tongue lapped up your juices. Your hand instinctively took hold of his long locks as you fell back into the bed with a moan. After that you were too lost in the sensations to form coherent thoughts.

With his talented tongue, he licked up your slick and flicked your sensitive pearl. You blindly guided him by his hair to where his tongue felt the most pleasurable. You squirmed under him at the barrage of sensations only for him to hold you tight.

The coil in your gut became tight and you knew you were close to a pleasurable release. But just then Bucky painstakingly slowed down himself from fucking you with his tongue.

He just slowly licked you as you whined under him. “Bucky..” you complained as the feeling of an impending high dissipated. “What? You wanted me to go slow.” He was smirking and he knew exactly what he was doing.

You wanted to hit him and at the same time bury his face back between your thighs. “I… I don’t want you to go slow.” You turned around to avoid looking into his eyes.

He crawled up to your face and made you look back up into his eyes. His metal arm was cold as he explored your body with it. You mewled as he nibbled your throat, “As you wish.”

With that his entire demeanour changed. Little nibbles turned into bites which he later soothed with his tongue. His fingers pinched and rolled your nipples and the only thing you could do was hold tight onto him.

“Are you ready?” His breath tickled your hair as he whispered into your ear. You simply nodded and held his shoulders as he lined up his cock and slid into you.

A tear slipped out of your eye when he finally entered you. “Fuck. You’re so warm. Fuck!” The people you grew up with didn’t really curse, so when Bucky did that you always found it hot.

With one arm holding himself up and the others resting on your hip, he started thrusting into you. Your girlfriends had told you how good sex felt, but you always thought they were exaggerating; turns out they weren’t.

Your entire body felt electrified as Bucky snapped his hips into you. You didn’t want him to stop and you wanted to forever get lost in this sea of pleasure. Your nails were probably marking up Bucky’s back, but neither you nor him cared about it.

You were once again close to that dangerous peak from where there was no return. And yet you dived head first into it. Your back arched and your eyes closed shut as you came, hard.

Bucky wasn’t far behind as your walls convulsed around him. He buried his face into your neck as he emptied his warm seed deep into you. Your bodies entwined impossibly closer as you road the aftershocks.

You both just lay there, covered in sweat and slick, as you finally came down from the high. You lovingly stared in each other’s eyes as Bucky caressed your face.

“Don’t leave me.” He whispered as his thumb rubbed your cheek. His eyes were vulnerable and you knew he was scared. You had thought about this possibility and had already thought of the result. “I won’t.”

But just as him, you too had your questions. “Are you disappointed that I’m not the princess?” Bucky pecked your cheek tenderly, “I don’t care about the princess now that I’ve got my Queen.”

Scoring, In More Ways Than One | Kunigami Rensuke x Raichi Jingo x Reader

When you ask your non-writer friends to help you name your fic and you end up with football puns, but I’m not even mad about it.

This is a disgustingly late submission to @prettyboykatsuki​‘s Corruption collab. I’m so sorry that I’m now so late you probably forgot all about the collab entirely, but thank you so much for letting me join! This has been dying in my docs for months so it feels amazing to actually finish it and I hope you guys enjoy!

Summary: You knew when you first started dating Kunigami that he took football extremely seriously, and it was something that you accepted about him.  He’s waiting until he makes it into the Pro-leagues to have sex with you, because he can’t have any vices or distractions from his childhood dream, but Raichi thinks you’re the biggest distraction there is.

Warnings: 18+, pwp, no beta, virgin!reader, implied/hinted virgin!Kunigami, threesomes, degradation from Raichi, praise, blowjobs, hand jobs, cunnilingus, fingering, multiple orgasms, spanking, sweat, cumplay, creampies, no protection, voyeurism.

Pairing: Kunigami Rensuke x Raichi Jingo x f!reader.

Word Count: 8.6k.

Qualifying matches were often a hostile environment for your boyfriend and his football team, the tensions high as they made their way up the tables towards the finals. During these periods it was normal for you to see less of Kunigami as he spent all his free time practising with his team, but for a few cherished moments each evening, you’d have him all to yourself.

You’d been lucky enough to accompany him to the championships this year. Often having to resort to FaceTime, texts and voice calls to keep close during the distance in your relationship. But as well as getting to spend more time with your boyfriend during downtime and watching the games from the sidelines, this meant you now got to experience how hostile the environment could get with his teammates.

“That goal was mine, Kunigami.” Raichi snarled after shouldering his way into your hotel room that evening, “You always have to play the fuckin’ hero, huh?”

“You weren’t open,” Kunigami replied smoothly, towelling his hair dry as he stood at the foot of the bed with a pair of sweats slung low on his hips, “And we needed to win.”

“Are you trying to say I couldn’t have made it?” Raichi scoffed.

“There was no way,” Kunigami shrugged, “That’s why Isagi passed to me.”

“And you thought you’d just score the winning goal.” Raichi rolled his eyes.

“Isn’t that the point of the game, Raichi?” Kunigami tutted, dropping the towel onto the office chair in the room to cross his arms over his chest, “Scoring goals?”

“You’re so lucky to have such a good guy ain’t ya, sweetheart.” Raichi seethed, pure venom dripping from his every word.

“Yeah, she is.” Kunigami furrowed his brows, “And I think it’s time for you to leave.”

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