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tomboyism is so funny to me. gender non-conformity for girls is acceptable for like two minutes between the ages of 8 and 10. beyond that it’s appalling and you’re a freak but for those two years…… they could’ve had it all

I need more people to write for the warfare cast because it’s been a week since I’ve watched it and I go to bed thinking about these AMAZING ACTORS that don’t get enough praiseeeeeee, like I’m scrolling for crumbs and NOTHING, please I beg of you

happy pride month ~from a fellow bi girly🌈

for the warfare-fic obsessed crew

𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞

[𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐞] 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲 𝐱 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Tommy loves finding new ways to fuck you

lotss of reqs for tommy x bunny ‹𝟹, JUST SMUT SMUT, wc 3k, inspired by a pic of kit connors biceps 👅

you let out a quiet gasp, surprised even though you knew it was coming your legs instinctively rose, wrapping around his waist, calves locking behind his back as your ass settled into his palms. you had never been carried like this let alone fucked in this position. you could feel the way his body adjusted, hips angling forward just enough for the hard press of his cock to drag along your pussy

he adjusted his grip again, hoisting you higher until your breasts were level with his mouth. he ducked his head and wrapped his lips around your nipple sucking, his tongue flicking back and forth until you moaned and arched into him

“Mmm fuck” he groaned against your skin. “you were made for this. made to be held and fucked like this”

he turned, carrying you toward the nearest wall, your body bouncing slightly with each step. every movement made your pussy glide along the length of his cock, his precum smearing across your folds

and then he pinned you to the wall, his hands bracing your thighs and his forehead pressed against yours

his mouth dropped to your neck first, dragging open-mouthed kisses down the slope of your throat, warm and wet, lips parting just enough to let his tongue glide over your skin. then came the suction hard and perfect his mouth locking onto the sensitive spot just above your collarbone, sucking deep until you whimpered and arched into him

you kicked softly, helplessly, legs tightening around his waist. you hips moved forward, seeking his cock, finding it pressed hot right against your slit. he hadn’t even slid inside yet

your hands clenched tighter around his neck as he moved lower, kissing a trail down the curve of your chest. his mouth reached the top swell of your breasts, tongue flicking against the curve, and then latched onto your nipple again

his tongue swirled around the bud, his lips sealing tight as he sucked hard, slurping softly. he kept his eyes locked on yours, watching every twitch of your brow, every parting of your lips

“Yeah” he murmured between licks “sucking these sweet tits while I’ve got you up here… fuck bunny.”

you moaned, your legs kicking weakly on his lower back

“Shit, look at you gripping me so tight” he teased, switching to your other nipple, tongue flicking hard before sucking it in and making your back arch. “legs trembling, pussy leaking all over me already, and I haven’t even put it in yet.”

your head fell back, whimpering, overwhelmed. he pulled on your nipple, tugged gently, then released with a wet pop, his breath ragged as he stared up at you

“You want it don’t you?” he asked, “want to be fucked while I hold you here, keep you wide open, slam my cock in deep while your pretty little tits bounce for me.”

“yes Tommy, please” you moaned, your fingers pressing into his shoulders, trying to pull him closer, wanting more, wanting everything.

he laughed softly he kissed your chest again, then your neck, his cock grinding hard between your wet folds.

“say it, say you want me to carry you while I fuck that pussy.”

“I want it” you gasped, hips grinding against him, voice high and desperate. “I want you to fuck me like this please Tommy-”

Tommy shifted his hold, lifting you just an inch higher so your weight rested perfectly in his arms, the warmth of your wet pussy pressed tight to the hard head of his cock. but he didn’t move to fuck you just yet no, he leaned forward, pressing one more kiss to your mouth, then pulled back just far enough to look you in the eyes

“need to make sure you’re ready bunny” he murmured voice rough, “can’t just shove this cock in. gotta see if that sweet little hole can take it.”

he knelt just a little, adjusting the position of your thighs in his arms, opening you wider, and then one hand slipped down between your bodies. his fingers dragged along your slit, slow and teasing, parting your folds until he found how wet you already were. then he pressed one thick finger inside you

you gasped, body jerking in his arms as his finger slid in deep, he moved it slow, curling and pumping, watching the way your eyes closed, the way your mouth fell open with a soft moan

“You hear that?” he murmured, finger fucking you slow, the wet sounds loud between your legs. “That sloppy little noise your pussy makes?”

he added a second finger, stretching you just enough to make your breath catch again, and he watched, always watched your face as you clung to him tighter, legs quivering around his waist

after a few more strokes, he pulled out, your slick clinging to his fingers without looking away from you, he reached down, wrapped that slick hand around his cock, and gave himself a long, slow stroke from base to tip, groaning deep in his throat as your juices coated him

“that’s better” he muttered, pressing the head of his cock against your entrance, not pushing in yet, just rubbing the tip up and down your slit, gathering more slick, smearing it along the flushed tip. “you ready for me, bunny? ready to get filled?”

You whimpered, nodding frantically. “yes, yes Tommy”

he kissed you once more, then pulled back just enough to line himself up properly. the head of his cock pressed against your entrance, and then slowly so slowly he began to push in

you gasped, your nails digging into his shoulders as the stretch began

“That’s it” he grunted, voice strained now, “Fucking tight. just how I like it. going to stretch you one inch at a time bunny feel every bit of me.”

and he did. Inch by inch, he fed his cock into you, letting you feel every vein and ridge

you could feel how he filled you, how his cock dragged against your walls with each inch, making you pussy clench around him

your hips twitched as you tried to lower yourself, to take him faster

but he wasn’t letting that happen. his grip on your thighs stayed firm, controlling the pace. he wanted you to feel it feel how much you were being opened

“That’s it, bunny” he rasped, sweat beading at his temple. “so fucking snug shit you feel me, don’t you? deep. so deep already.”

and then with one final, slow push he bottomed out

you whined, head dropping against his shoulder, whole body trembling from the fullness, the way his cock filled you completely

Tommy let out a low sigh, “Goddamn” he breathed, lips against your ear. “you got me all the way in. took it like a good fucking girl.”

you could barely respond, still gasping, your pussy snugging around the thick length now buried inside you

he held you there, still for just a moment, letting your body adjust, letting you both feel the perfect pressure

then he smiled, and whispered against your ear “going to ruin you for anyone else in this fucking base” and he kept going “no man alive going to fuck you like this. not a man who could.”

you barely had time to moan before he moved gripping your ass tight in both hands, fingers digging into the flesh, and then he pulled you down hard as he thrust up, his cock going into you with a sharp wet slap

his arms flexed with every bounce, lifting you up, using the grip on your ass, then bringing you back down onto his cock. again and again. hips snapping upward with each thrust, making your tits bounce against his chest

“Feel that?” he panted, eyes locked on your face as he fucked up into you. “That’s your pussy taking every inch, clenching like she knows I belong there.“

the sound of your wet pussy swallowing his cock could be heard through the room with each thrust, mixed with your moans, sharp gasps, his rough grunts. your head fell back, body limp in his grip except where you clung to him

then he slapped your ass hard.

“Tommy!”

his mouth curled up in a small smile at your squeal, then did it again, palm smaking against your skin with that perfect mix of pain and heat. your pussy clenched around him at the impact, and he groaned

“Yeah, that’s it” he hummed. “You like it when I hit that ass, don’t you? little bunny likes it rough, huh?”

you nodded frantically, hips rocking against him, your whole body grinding on his cock now, fucked into submission and still needy for more

he squeezed your ass hard, kneading it, spreading your cheeks as he fucked in deeper. “gonna mark you up so everyone on this base knows who fucks you best. going to fuck you like this legs wrapped around me, you crying on my cock”

another slap and you whimpered, the sting spreading across your skin

“You close, bunny?” he whispered right against your mouth, his thrusts not slowing for a second. “You gonna finish just like this? carried, spread, used?”

your response was a ragged moan

he kissed your shoulder, one more deep thrust burying him all the way to the base as he groaned through his teeth “Come on, bunny fucking milk me.”

he gripped your ass tighter, both hands, full and greedy, and squeezed hard before fucking you down onto his cock again, harder this time

“Fuck, love this ass” he grunted, “bouncing all over my cock, hear that shit?”

you couldn’t even answer. your mouth was open, lips parted in a helpless little o-shape, eyes rolling slightly as his constant thrusting destroyed your ability to speak. you were moaning loud, needy, messy the sound of a girl who had completely given in. a girl who wanted it this way.

Tommy noticed.

“what’s the matter?” he cooed, “fucked my girl dumb already?” he bucked harder, making your back arch “that’s right.”

you whimpered, biting your lip to keep it all in, but he didn’t let up. his pace grew quicker hips slamming up, the squelch of your slick pussy being stuffed full again and again, the soft clap of your ass meeting his hips, Tommy’s praises in your ear

“Can’t get over this ass” he panted, slapping it again, his fingers digging into the red, tender skin. “So soft, so perfect. wish I could fuck you raw every night.”

you were babbling now nonsense between moans, choked little whimpers of his name, desperate cries of fuck, yes, more, and please but it all came out in jumbles.

he kissed you hard silencing your garbled moans with his mouth, tongue sliding in, while he fucked you through the kiss, using your ass as leverage to drive you down on his cock over and over

one of his hands slipped free from your thigh

you barely had time to understand what he was doing before you felt him press his fingers down between your bodies, and suddenly fuck he was rubbing your clit

“Yeah, there it is” he groaned, fingers sliding over the wet bundle of nerves, his touch just rough enough to make your hips buck involuntarily. “This little nub’s so fucking swollen so ready for me. can feel it. can feel your close, huh?”

you let your sweet moans come out your mouth in mumbles as his thrusts slammed up into you, cock so deep, while his fingers circled your clit. your head dropped forward against his shoulder, your arms trembling as you held on tighter

your pussy clenched around him, and he felt it, grunted when you milked him

“That’s it” he rasped, jaw clenched as his cock twitched inside you “gonna make this pussy leak till there’s nothing left in you.”

the slick sounds between your legs got wetter, louder, with his quick thrusts and the swirl of his fingers over your clit. you were a sticky mess down both your thighs and his, coating his cock, his hand

he kissed your neck again, hard right before groaning

you could feel your orgasm coming close, so close as your pussy spasmed around his cock as he pounded you through it

“Fuck yes” he moaned, hand gripping your ass again to fuck you harder into his cock as it twitched, thick and deep

then with a ragged, breath against your neck, he came spurts of thick cum flooding your pussy, his cock jerking inside you as he filled you up, as deep as he could get

you were trembling in his arms, dripping down his cock, still twitching around him while he groaned into your hair, hips slowly thrusting to work every last drop into you

“leaking now” he breathed, almost laughing with how good it felt, how messy you were. “just like I wanted. stuffed full of me. ruined.”

@f4nfic-lover @k-ilisi @https-junebug @glassbxttless @samslvrgirl @vinecstasy @illyrianbrat @k-pevensie28 @violetcamryn @luna-sungirl @nerdgirlbutinpink @gallaghrh @joelmeller @willowpains @rangerxoc

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𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 - 𓊆ྀི 𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐞𓊇ྀི

𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐭 & 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐞𝐝

[𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐞] 𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐭𝐭 𝐱 𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Elliott takes care of you after a bad sunburn

for @cosmosbabydoll ‹𝟹 , pure fluff, wc 500, elliott crumbs 🤏

you sat on the couch, legs tucked sideways and crossed between Elliott’s, your back bare. he sat behind you, one hand gently resting on your hip, the other holding a bottle of aloe vera gel. the sound of the cap popping open followed by the faint wet sound of the gel being squeezed out

“you ready?” he asked softly

you gave a small nod, bracing yourself as he slowly spread the aloe onto your skin. the gel was cooling but there was a slight sting. you gasped “jesus” you muttered

Elliott let out a soft chuckle as his fingers moved carefully rubbing the aloe in gentle strokes. “told you not to be out there that long” he said, and you didn’t need to look back to see the slight shake of his head. you could hear the exact way his lips would make a straight line, eyes squinting in concern and frustration

“I was only supposed to be out for a bit” you murmured

“Yeah? Well, your back is burnt now..”

you snorted a little shoulders jerking slightly his hand coming down gently on your side “hold still sweetheart.”

you relaxed again, letting yourself lean into his touch

Elliott rubbed the last bit of aloe into your shoulder, you could feel the way he watched your back making sure he’d done enough and spread it evenly

he finally capped the bottle with a small snap sitting back with a sigh

but you spun around quickly, now cross legged in front of him, your face starting to peel around the nose and cheeks. “Elliott my face!”

he groaned under his breath, already reaching for the bottle again. “of course it is” he muttered, rubbing a hand down his jaw before looking over at you. “let me see.”

you shut your eyes and leaned forward trusting him like you always did. he huffed a little but didn’t say anything, just uncapped the bottle of aloe again. the sound of it made your stomach flip a little funny how something so simple could feel so intimate

the cool gel met your cheek, his thumb smoothing it in slow circles.

you exhaled slowly, “the feels… really nice.”

“Mm.” he didn’t stop. his fingers rubbed over your forehead, around your temples, the bridge of your nose taking his time

when he was done, he didn’t pull away. instead he rubbed your arm gently, then reached down to take your hands in his, rough fingers wrapping around your own his thumbs brushed over your knuckles in slow circles

you opened your eyes just in time to see him lean in “there” he said quietly

the his lips met yours, his mustache tickled against your upper lip making you smile into the kiss and he pulled back with that familiar look in his eyes

“you laughing at me?” he murmured

“no” you teased, “just forgot how much that mustache tickles.”

he smiled and pressed a kiss to your cheek “guess I’ll just have to do it again until you’re used to it.”

gon be out this summer 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🤫

@https-junebug @witchywidow97 @joelmeller @willowpains @violetcamryn @bib200 @illyrianbrat

𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 - 𓊆ྀི 𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐞𓊇ྀི

𝐭𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨

[𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐞] 𝐬𝐚𝐦 𝐱 𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

(“paloma” fic but sam version) Sam’s first day back home and he’s finding it hard to adjust. but his sweet girl is always there to help him

thank u anon for requesting this ‹𝟹, JUST SMUT SMUT, mentions of his injuries from the movie, wc 3k

his breath hitched the moment your fingers grazed his inner thigh. Sam lay back against the pillows, legs spread, skin already prickled. his chest marked with faint tan lines and his skin still damp from his shower. he was watching you, watching as you knelt beside him on the bed, your lips parted, your eyes searching his for any hesitation

“I mean it Sam” you whispered again, softer now, dragging your fingers along his hipbone “we don’t have to, not if you’re not ready.”

but he exhaled in once real deep, like he’d been holding it in since he stepped through the door. his hand moved, palm brushing the curve of your breast in a slow upward drag. you felt the tension leave his shoulders the moment his fingers curled around it, thumb stroking gently over your nipple, and you leaned into him instinctively

“no” he said voice steady and clear, “no, I want to” he said before pulling you close and kissing you slow, a little desperate

your hands cupped his face as your tongues slid together, your bare chest brushing his as you leaned in. you could feel his cock twitching against your thigh, half hard and eager, straining upward like it remembered the feeling of your mouth even if the rest of him still felt like it was relearning what peace meant. you broke the kiss only to whisper against his cheek “still love this don’t you?”

he gave a breathy laugh “missed it more than I thought I would” he said, eyes meeting yours

you kissed down his jaw, trailing lower, your hand drifting to wrap around his cock, already twitching “then just lie back” you murmured, “let me take care of you”

he obeyed, shifting his hips, giving you full access. his legs spread wider apart, thighs flexing slightly, the veins in his arms twitching as he gripped the sheets like he was still trying to stay composed. but the second your tongue licked a slow stripe from base to tip, his head fell back, a soft moan slipping out of him “f-fuck…”

you smiled against him, tongue circling the flushed tip, tasting salt. your hand stroked what your lips didn’t take. Sam’s breath caught again, hips jerking up “god… I forgot how good you are at that” he murmured voice cracking halfway through, his hand sliding into your hair just holding, not forcing you to take him deeper

you looked up, your eyes meeting his as your lips slid lower, your throat relaxing to take him deeper. his eyes widened, mouth falling open “shit! baby ahh, fuck-” the groan cracked from his throat

his hips lifted just a little now, chasing the rhythm of your sucking, your hands stroked his thighs, feeling the slight tremble there as he let himself go under you

the way he moaned your name, “Yhh…you- fuck sweetheart” sent a thrill straight to your pussy. he was unwinding in your mouth, slowly but surely, and you loved the way his cock throbbed harder with every flick of your tongue under the shaft, every soft suction around the head. he didn’t have to say how much he missed it. you could feel it in every sound he made, every shaky breath

he whispered, “don’t stop” and that’s all it took for you to lean in deeper, cheeks hollowing, saliva spilling down your wrist as you worked him into your mouth. you wanted to erase every memory of war from his body, wanted his return home to taste like this wet, warm, welcoming

his breath hitched sharp the second your fingers brushed the jagged ridge along his thigh, a line of pale raised flesh that curved just below the hip and trailed down toward the knee. you hadn’t meant to. your hand was just gliding down the inside of his leg, soft and eager as your mouth worked his cock, cheeks hollowed. he was already trembling, his voice cracking into breathy curses “that’s it your mouth’s so goddamn perfect” until your fingertips grazed where his skin met the scar

he hissed sudden and loud “Ahh! shit, wait” his body jerking beneath you, and before you could react, his hand was in your hair, not rough but firm. he wasn’t pushing you off, not exactly, but he stopped you there, frozen mid suck, his cock still wet from your mouth but now flushed and twitching in the cool air

you blinked up at him, lips parted, confused, heart pounding in your chest like you’d done something wrong, but then you saw his face

not angry, not upset. never those things with you. his eyes weren’t hard but he had a distant look, like the present had slipped through his fingers for just a moment. he chest rose and fell fast, sweat beading on his brow that hadn’t been there moments ago, his grip on your hair trembling

“Sam?” your voice was a murmur, you shifted slightly, wanting to move back, but he held your head just there hovering inches above his cock

he didn’t answer right away. just stared at the ceiling for a long second, then slowly looked down at you, the corners of his mouth twitching, trying to soften “I-I’m okay” he whispered “Just… that spot. I wasn’t ready for it”

your hand settled on his thigh again, but this time far from the scar “I didn’t know. I didn’t mean-”

“I know you didn’t” he said almost apologetic, but still… he didn’t let go of your hair. his thumb stroked gently along your temple

you tried again, slowly, leaning forward, lips parting as you lowered your head, only to find yourself stopped once more. Sam’s fingers curled into your hair, not harsh. but he kept you just there, not letting you take him back into your mouth

“Sam” you whispered, breath warm against his skin, the taste of him still on your tongue “let me”

he shook his head once, barely “not yet. just… stay here a second”

you listened, staying still, your hand now resting on his belly, feeling it tense and relax beneath your palm. his other hand joined the first in your hair, stroking through it slowly like it soothed him

“I got hit by an IED” he said suddenly, voice distant and quiet “that leg barely held together after the blast. there was blood everywhere. couldn’t move it. thought I was done”

he stopped. eyes shut tight, his jaw clenched like he wanted to shove the memory back in whatever box he’d locked it in before he’d come home

you shifted closer, pressed a kiss to his belly, just below his bellybutton “you don’t have to say more.”

“no. I want to” he murmured. “you should know what that spot means. that place you touched? that’s where it ended and started again. it’s where I thought I was going to die”

your head still hovered above his cock, your lips so close, but neither of you moved toward pleasure anymore. he needed this more, needed this moment, needed to get it off his chest

“I’m sorry” you whispered “I didn’t mean to pull you back there”

his hands loosened in your hair, thumbs tracing your cheekbones now “you didn’t. it just surprised me. it’s not your fault, nothing with you ever is”

you kissed the skin above his scar, and watched the way his eyes softened again

“I want to keep going” you said gently voice almost pleading “but only if you want to sam”

he looked at you long and hard. then nodded “okay”

and though he didn’t push your head back down, he didn’t pull you closer either. his hands stayed where they were, trembling slightly, still figuring out how to let pleasure back into his body without letting the memories sneak in with it

you blinked, startled by the urgency in him now, the way he reached for you without hesitation, moving you gently up from your knees and onto the pillows, your back meeting the warmth his body had left behind. he didn’t say anything as he moved just looked at you with that unreadable face, the military attitude that never fully faded, not even here, naked in his own bed, cock flushed and heavy against his thigh

but when he climbed over you, settling between your legs, his body didn’t feel cold. it was warm

his cock dragged over your stomach as he leaned in, the slick trail of pre cum and your saliva smearing across your tummy, you opened your mouth to speak, to ask what he was thinking, but he gave you no chance because he leaned down and kissed your cheek, softly lips pressed there like a thank you and an apology in one. then lower, to the corner of your jaw, down your throat, where you tilted your head without thinking, offering yourself to him

his hands were on your sides now, as they moved in small, slow patterns, memorizing you all over again. every curve, every dip, as if your body had changed in the months he was gone. he worshipped you like it had

“you waited for me” he murmured into your collarbone “I thought about this. about you every goddamn day”

you gasped as his mouth moved lower, lips warm against the swell of your breast, tongue flicking out to tease your nipple before he kissed a trail down your ribs, he lingered over the soft curve of your belly, kissing it lovingly

your thighs parted easily for him, your breath catching when he kissed the inside of your left one, then the right, tongue tracing just enough to make your hips jerk. he didn’t rush. his hands slid under your ass, lifting you slightly so he could kiss the crease where thigh met pelvis, his nose brushing over the softest parts of you

he didn’t speak again. he didn’t have to

his tongue found your pussy like it remembered every way you liked to be touched, every flick, pressure and gentle suck. you moaned loud legs trembling as he licked deep and slow, hands pinning you in place

then he moved down to the next part of your body. he kissed down your calves, the arch of your foot, you let out a surprised giggle and he paused. for a moment you weren’t sure what he’d do, but then his face broke into a slow smile, the kind you hadn’t seen in months

“you still ticklish there” he said, kissing your ankle again teasing now “some things don’t change”

then crawled back up your body, slowly dragging his cock along your skin again until it nestled right at your entrance, his hands cradled your face, thumbs brushing your cheeks as he kissed you

then he looked into your eyes, and this time you saw it all the pain, the longing, the love. “I want to feel you around me” he said softly “I need it”

you lifted your hips, legs wrapping around him and whispered “then take me Sam.”

his eyes locked with yours, breath hot and uneven as he moved between your legs again, the weight of his cock heavy in his hand as he guided it down, dragging it through your slick folds. he paused right at your entrance, tip barely pushing past your lips, and you saw it again that flicker of hesitation, not from doubt, but from the knowledge of what was coming

not just the stretch, not just the tight aching feeling of him inside you. but everything behind it. the months, the loss, the rawness of being human again

he leaned down, forehead touching yours and whispered “I’m sorry. this is going to hurt”

you nodded, eyes wide, lips parted, and exhaled “slow… slow, Sam”

and he was

his cock nudged in, the thick head parting your pussy open. you felt it all, the soft burn of being stretched again, of being filled by him, this man who hadn’t touched you in so long. his jaw clenched tight, as he eased in further, your body clenching instinctively

tears pricked the corners of your eyes from the pressure alone, his cock so thick, every inch taking up space you hadn’t made for anyone else. you moaned a long broken sound, head arching back into the pillow, hands clawing at his shoulders as your pussy finally gave in and swallowed the last of him

“Fffuck” he groaned forehead pressing into your neck “you feel… so fucking tight”

his hips rested flush to yours, both of you shaking from it, both breathless. he stayed inside, letting your body adjust

when he finally began to move, it was slow

he pulled back a few inches and slid in again with that same deep pressure, hips bucking into yours, his elbows dropped down on either side of you, forearms caging your head, and his chest pressed flush to your breasts

it was much more intimate like this. his body covered yours entirely, his cock moved inside you with slow dragging thrusts making you feel stretched, full, owned

and the eye contact never broke. he didn’t look away not once, not even when his thrusts deepened, not even when your mouth parted with a needy moan and your hips began to roll up into him

you wrapped your arms around his back, holding him there, as he fucked you

“I dreamed of this” he whispered voice cracking “of being this close., of feeling you. I missed you”

you answered him with a kiss, lips crashing into his, tongues sliding together, breath mingling. you hummed into his mouth soft and needy and full of everything that had built up without him

he groaned low, grinding into you harder, his pace still slow but deeper now, pelvis pressing flat to your clit every time he bottomed out. and you were starting to shake, whimpering into his mouth with every stroke

your legs locked around him, drawing him deeper still, and you felt his whole body shudder as he buried his face in your neck

“I love you” he murmured there “I love you, fuck, I love you”

and the way he said it over and over, each word matched to a thrust

he was deep inside you so deep you could feel him in places untouched for months, places that knew only him. his chest was sweaty against yours, breath fanning over your throat, and everything should’ve felt perfect

but it wasn’t, not quite

because while your body held him close, hot and needy, Sam’s mind was wandering somewhere else

the pleasure was there, yes. the warmth of your pussy wrapped around his cock, the sounds of your moans in his ear, your legs tightening around his waist he felt it all. but then something slipped into his mind

he remembered the burning smell of metal, the dirt in his mouth when he hit the ground, the screams, the sound of gunfire. the silence after

he hadn’t meant to think of it, not now. not with you beneath him, looking up at him like he meant the world to you. but the thought hit him hard, and his body started to betray him. that tightness in his throat, the heat crawling up his neck, the familiar stinging in his eyes, a faint headache forming at his temples. his ears ringing, that high pitched static sound drowning out everything but the sound of his heart

his pace didn’t slow or stop. if anything his hips still moved, still sank into you desperately. but his mind had gone far away, his chest rose and fell deeply, muscles trembling, the memories coming all back

you noticed first

“Sam… Sam… Sam…” you whispered, your voice soft and steady, cutting through the high pitched static sound

he blinked. he hadn’t realized he’d closed his eyes, hadn’t noticed how blurry they’d become. the wetness on his cheeks foreign until your hands cupped his face gently. your thumbs stroked his cheeks, wiping away the tears he hadn’t known were there

he looked down at you then. your eyes wide and worried, your pussy still gripped him tight, clenching around him with every stroke, but your face god your face. you were still here, you were real, you were his

his lips parted trying to say something, anything, but the words caught behind the lump in his throat. he choked on them, and then he dropped his head, nuzzling hard into the crook of your neck, hiding in your warmth

he sobbed

the kind of sob that came from deep inside. his arms wrapped around you tighter, pulling you flush, like if he let go even an inch he’d fall apart completely

but still he never stopped moving

his cock stayed buried deep, thrusting slow and shaky, hips bucking into yours as the tears fell freely down his cheeks

his face was still buried in the crook of your neck, lashes wet against your skin but then his mouth shifted, drifting lower, brushing across your collarbone until his lips found the soft swell of your breast. he paused there, and you felt his breath warm, shaky, fanning across your nipple before he opened his mouth and took it in, slow and gentle, like he needed it

you gasped, your back arching into the warmth of his mouth, a quiet moan escaping your lips “Aahh Sam!” your arms wrapping tighter around him. your legs locked tighter around his waist, heels pressing into the small of his back, giving him all the closeness he so clearly craved

he sucked slowly, tongue flicking softly over your nipple while his hips kept thrusting into you. his other hand came up, callused fingers brushing over your other breast before he cupped it gently, thumb and forefinger rolling your nipple until it hardened

you were overwhelmed by how intimate it was. his cock buried deep inside you, his lips latched around your nipple, his body trembling as he held on to you

“I’ve got you” you whispered, your lips brushing his ear “you’re safe Sam., you’re home. right here”

he didn’t answer. just kept sucking your nipple like it soothed something inside him, his tears had slowed now

your fingers ran through his short hair as he sucked harder for a moment, then let your nipple go with a wet pop, a string of saliva stretching between his lips and your skin. he looked up at you face flushed, lips parted

and then he kissed you. wet, messy, desperate

his mouth crushed against yours, tongue pushing in immediately, teeth scraping yours. his hands were everywhere one on your breast still, the other gripping your thigh, grinding your hips up against his.

you moaned into his mouth, whimpering his name as the pleasure started building fast again

he groaned in response, swallowing your moans

you could feel it he was close, so close. his thrusts started slowing just slightly

he didn’t warn you, didn’t pull out, didn’t let out a frantic “I’m close” like he usually did. no, Sam just kept fucking into you with those slow thrusts, his forehead was damp against yours, his breath uneven, and filled with the little things he whispered “God, you’re perfect”, “I missed your pussy so much”, “Feels like fucking heaven inside you”

and then it happened. his thrusts deepened, hips pressing flush against you. his cock throbbed once, then again and you felt it. the first thick shot of cum filling your pussy, his whole body jerked with it, breath hitching into your open mouth

he came hard

you gasped at the sensation, at the way he fucked into you like he needed to bury every last drop, balls pressing against your ass, hips grinding down to keep himself inside. his head dropped to your chest, his forehead damp with sweat, eyes shut tight. his arms wrapped around you instantly

and that’s when the apologies spilled from his mouth

“sorry fuck- I’m sorry” he whispered, over and over “I didn’t mean to sorry, sorry, baby I love you, I love you so much-”

you could barely breathe with how tightly he held onto you, his mouth suddenly everywhere on your chest kissing the swell of your breast, the space between them, desperate little pecks like he was trying to make up for finishing before you did

you ran your fingers through his short hair again, breathing heavy, your body still slick with sweat. but you didn’t care that you hadn’t finished, you didn’t care that your orgasm was a few thrusts away, what mattered was him. how sorry he sounded, how much he clearly adored you

you cupped the back of his head, kissed the top of it, and murmured softly “it’s okay sam”

and it was. because he was buried inside you still his cum slowly leaking out around his softening cock, because he was here, on top of you, holding you like a man who thought he might never get the chance again, because every time he whispered I love you it sounded like it cost him nothing and everything all at once

you were filled, sam was finally home and you were his.

te juro que te amo by los terricolas

TE JURO QUE TE AMOOO AFUERA ESTA LLOVIENDO POR DENTRO ESTOY TEMPLANDO PORQUE TU TE VAS😭😭😭

something abt writing warfare men w spanish songs is so ugh ❤️‍🩹 this came out sadder than i intended 😩

@https-junebug @ilovecheriies @sharpayslilo @iron-rot @cosmosbabydoll @joelmeller @willowpains @violetcamryn @meetmeatyourworst @f4nfic-lover @k-ilisi @iheartgrayson @glassbxttless @gallaghrh @samslvrgirl @vinecstasy @illyrianbrat @livelaughl0v3 @ilovecheriies @eddiemunsonsbabygirl @babble28

𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 - 𓊆ྀི 𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐞𓊇ྀི

Bucky Barnes, through the whole damn movie:

yall ever wonder if the people you’re mutuals with (or follow) are secretly people you know irl? worst fear ever.

like it would be cool to find out somebody was from the same area as you, but i would be freaked out if they turned out to be someone i actually knew.

you know what i mean?

sorry guys i kinda treat Tumblr posting like Twitter posting so enjoy this late night thought

me leaving thunderbolts w/ a huge crush on bucky like:

𝐒𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐬 𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐭𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮

I am doing this short series for Sam, Tommy, Ray, Erik and Elliott. STAY TUNED!! I know warfare was set in 2006 but just work with me here.

Other snaps-

Snap 1: A dusty sunset over machinery. Captioned:

“hell’s not always fire. sometimes it’s beige.”

Snap 2: A cigarette burning down with his boots in the frame.

“thinking too much. send chaos.”

Snap 3: Him shirtless, sweaty, bruised, staring into the camera like he knows what he’s doing to you.

“bored. wanna wrestle.”

Out-of-nowhere Snap: A starry night sky. No face. No words. Just that. Like a quiet check-in from thousands of miles away.

@cosmosbabydoll