personally ,   i’m  tired  of  the  secondhand  embarrassment.   so  here’s  a  random  assortment  of  nsfw  actions  and  dialogue  prompts  that  don’t  feel  too  over  the  top.   (  don’t  forget  to  add  [ reverse ]  if  you’d  like  to  see  the  receiver  perform  the  action.  )

actions.

[ PULL ]:  sender  pulls  receivers  hair.

[ HICKEY ]:  sender  gives  receiver  a  hickey.

[ TRAIL ]:  sender  leaves  a  trail  of  kisses  down  receivers  stomach.

[ HIPS ]:  sender  pulls  receiver  in  closer  by  the  hips.

[ KNEES ]:  sender  lowers  themselves  to  their  knees.

[ STRIPTEASE ]:  sender  teasingly  strips  their  clothes.

[ STRIP ]:  sender  undresses  receiver.

[ GRIND ]:  sender  grinds  on  receivers  thigh.

[ ORAL ]:  sender  goes  down  on  receiver.

[ PASSENGER ]:  sender  touches  receiver  while  sender  is  driving.

[ DRIVER ]:  sender  goes  down  on  /  touches  receiver  while  receiver  is  driving.

[ OVERSTIMULATED ]:  sender  repeatedly  making  receiver  orgasm.

[ PUBLIC ]:  sender  and  receiver  have  sex  somewhere  public.

[ CAR ]:  sender  and  receiver  have  sex  in  a  car.

[ CONTROL ]:  sender  is  riding  receiver  and  receiver  takes  control  by  guiding  their  hips.

[ SHY ]:  sender  covers  their  face  and  receiver  moves  their  hands  away.

[ EYES ]:  sender  makes  receiver  look  them  in  the  eyes.

[ BEG ]:  sender  begs  receiver  to  touch  /  fuck  them.

[ MORNING ]:  sender  wakes  receiver  up  with  sex.

[ STRADDLE ]:  sender  sits  in  receivers  lap  to  tease  them.

[ CAMERA ]:  sender  records  receiver.

[ RECORD ]:  sender  is  recorded  by  receiver.

[ MOUTH ]:  sender  puts  their  fingers  into  receivers  mouth.

[ LOVE ]:  sender  tells  receiver  they  love  them  during.

[ PUSH ]:  sender  pushes  receiver  onto  bed.

dialogue.

“ you  look  so  pretty  like  this.  “

“ i  want  to  spend  all  night  learning  every  sound  you  make. “

“ let  me  take  care  of  you. “

“ i’m  not  wearing  any  underwear  right  now. “

“ you’re  really  good  at  that. “

“ god,  you’re  so  wet  /  hard  …. “

“ i  think  about  you  when  i  touch  myself. “

“ tell  me  what  you  want. “

“ please  touch  /  fuck  me. “

“ i  love  teasing  you. “

“ touch  yourself  for  me. “

“ i  get  so  wet  /  hard  around  you. “

“ get  on  your  knees. “

“ you’re  such  a  tease. “

“ tell  me  you’re  mine. “

“ i’m  yours. “

“ i  want  you  to  cum  for  me. “

“ i  want  you  to  cum  in  me. “

“ i’ll  be  good,  i  promise. “

“ you’re  doing  so  good  for  me. “

“ you  feel  so  good. “

“ you  sound  so  pretty  when  you  moan. “

“ i  could  be  your  toy. “

“ fuck  me  like  you  love  me. “

“ i’m  gonna  cum- “

“ i  just  want  to  feel  something. “

Artillery fire tears across the mountainside with enough force to shake the ground beneath his boots. The command to fall back is swallowed almost immediately by gunfire, shouted orders, and the deafening crack of exploding shells as Bucky throws himself behind the shattered remains of a stone wall. Dirt and snow rain down around him while he works the bolt of his rifle by instinct, barely registering the sting of fresh cuts across his face. Somewhere to his left, one of his men yells his name. Somewhere ahead, the line is collapsing.

He doesn't hesitate. Pushing back to his feet, Bucky breaks from cover and sprints toward the sound, weaving through smoke and debris as another explosion erupts close enough to knock him off balance. The world flashes white.

For one impossible moment, everything disappears. The cold. The gunfire. The mountains. Even the ground beneath him.

Then gravity returns with brutal force.

His shoulder slams into solid concrete, momentum carrying him into a hard roll before he finally skids to a stop on one knee. A sharp breath tears from his lungs as he coughs against air that smells nothing like snow, smoke, or cordite. Instead, it's steel, glass, and hot asphalt. His rifle never leaves his grasp, held tightly in hands that have yet to realize the battle is gone. The olive drab combat uniform of the 107th is still streaked with mud, soot, and fresh snow, his helmet knocked crooked from the impact as he slowly lifts his head.

The skyline stretches endlessly in every direction. Towering buildings of glass and steel rise where there should've been mountains. Behind him, a massive structure bears the unmistakable emblem of the Avengers.

Bucky stares at it, chest still heaving, his pulse hammering against his ribs as his eyes dart across a world that shouldn't exist. Every instinct screams that he's still in combat, his grip tightening around the rifle as he struggles to make sense of what he's seeing. One thought manages to force its way through the confusion.

Where the hell am I?

He learned that he didn't like surprises rather quickly when said surprises usually meant trouble or pain or unwanted anxiety.

It was why he was cursing the moment he took the elevator when the alarms of the tower went off. The robotic voice telling him of an intruder on the roof, and he brandished his shield, not having the time to put on his full uniform, he made his way to where the threat awaited him. He will not allow his home be broken into when he was the only one present.

Emerging out the roof's door, John shields his eyes from the sun only for his eyebrows to furrow in confusion. The man on the roof not only didn't look the part of intruder, but he looked awfully familiar immediately. Taking a cautious step forward, he allows his gaze to rake over the man, actually young man more methodically. It only took a few stunted moments of his rapid adrenaline fueled heartbeat to realize that he was looking at Bucky.

Did the man he knew crawl into a time machine on accident?

A much much younger Bucky was standing before him. There was no glare pointed at him, and the man lacked the lines and sorrow of a weathered and hurt yet strong willed man. He had the body and posture of someone who had clearly seen war just based on his attire and the filth covering it, but his face was surprisingly innocent. Like John was looking at one of the very old photos of a young Bucky on display at the many exhibits he journeyed to as a boy.

John realized quickly he didn't like that look on Bucky, a dependable ally. He didn't like the idea of a nervous or confused youthful Bucky. It tugged at his heartstrings way too hard, and caused him to muster up his best hint of a smile, raising his arms in what he hoped was peaceful, shield in hand.

       →  WORDS .

❛  i’m  sorry ,  you  don’t  enjoy  being  teased ? .  ❜ ❛  you  know  what  i’m  waiting  for .  ❜ ❛  keep  your  hands  where  they  are .  ❜ ❛  i want you to ride  [ me / my fingers ] .  ❜ ❛  you  make  the  prettiest  sounds .  ❜ ❛  say  please .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  make  this  last .  ❜ ❛  look  at  me .  ❜ ❛  i’m  yours ,  only  yours -  ❜ ❛  yeah ,  just like that -  ❜ ❛  i’ve  barely  even  started .  ❜ ❛  i  need  you .  ❜ ❛  god ,  shut  up  and  fuck  me  already !  ❜ ❛  god ,  yes ,  [ name ] ,  don’t  stop .  ❜ ❛  you  have  no  idea  how  long  i’ve  wanted  to  do  this .  ❜ ❛  who  gets  to  touch  you  like  this ?  ❜ ❛  come  for  me .  ❜ ❛  ah ,  ah -  don’t  touch .  ❜ ❛  brace  your  hands  on  the  wall .  ❜ ❛  could  you  come  like  this ?  ❜ ❛  please ,  let  me  come -  ❜ ❛  god ,  you’re  beautiful -  ❜ ❛  i’ve  been  waiting  for  this  all  night .  ❜ ❛  you’re  such  a  tease .  ❜ ❛  take  these  off .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  feel  your  [ mouth / fingers ] .  ❜ ❛  do  you  have  any  idea  how  good  you  taste ?  ❜ ❛  tell  me  what  you  want .  ❜ ❛  we  shouldn’t -  ah ,  we shouldn’t be doing this .  ❜ ❛  faster ,  [ name ] ,  i  need  more .  ❜ ❛  is  this  good ?  ❜ ❛  keep  your  eyes  open .  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  wait  to  find  out  what  else  you  can  do .  ❜ ❛  you  don’t  have  to  be  so  gentle .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  hear  you  beg .  ❜ ❛  can  i  take  this  off ?  ❜ ❛  please ,  please ,  please -  ❜ ❛  you’re  doing  so  well  for  me .  ❜ ❛  please  touch  me .  ❜ ❛  keep  reading ,  i  want  to  see  how  long  you  last .  ❜ ❛  i’ll  buy  you  another  one .  ❜ ❛  say  my  name .  louder .  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  wait  any  longer .  ❜ ❛  you  feel  so  good .  ❜ ❛  you’re  going  to  leave  a  mark -  ❜ ❛  touch  yourself  for  me .  ❜ ❛  do  you  deserve  it ?   ❜ ❛  did  i  say  you  could  come ?  ❜ ❛  i’m  so  close -  ❜ ❛  they’re  going  to  catch  us -  ❜ ❛  i  want  you  right  here .  ❜ ❛  we  have  to  be  quiet .  ❜

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