Marvel Imagines ✨

Requested by: @bucko-barnes

Word count: 1100+

Warnings: SMUT

Summary: Your boyfriend gets back from a rough mission and you decide he needs to be taken care of.

A/N: Again guys I am sorry that requests are taking me so long, but unfortunately when you have papers due every week and work every night, finding free time to write can be incredibly difficult, please be patient with me. ————————————————————

He should be home by now. Your heart ached and your stomach churned as misery swept through your mind. All you could think about was when and if he would be coming home. You hated to admit that this was normal, but when your boyfriend is a super soldier who fights for what’s right you grow accustomed to staying up late at night praying with everything you have that he would be okay. He normally came home battered and bruised, physically drained from fighting. You hated seeing his normally vibrant blue eyes dulled from misery and lack of sleep.

Tonight was no exception. You were sitting in bed with your back against the headboard reading a book when you heard rustling outside your bedroom door. When you looked up you saw him covered in dried blood, dirt and bruises. He gave you a small smile, the tension in his body draining when he saw you. You made him feel safe even if only for a moment. You hurried out of bed wrapping your arms around him tears slipping from your eyes. You heard him inhale sharply, “Careful doll, I think I broke a few ribs.”

You looked up at him sad and worried. You ran your hands down his chest examining for more wounds. He stops you kissing the top of your head lightly, “Doll I’m fine I promise you. I just need some rest.” You shook your head and leaned up leaving a gentle kiss against his cheek. Steve never willingly showed that he was hurting, but you always knew, you knew too well the physical pain he went through. And you’ve been witness to the nights that the mental pain woke him up in a cold sweat, seeing someone so strong hide their suffering hurt you, especially because he deserved so much. You took his hand pulling him to the bathroom, “Let me help you.”

Steve began undressing as you started the shower. Once he was in you stripped yourself down and followed him under the warm water. You watched the dried blood slide down his skin and down the drain tears welling in your eyes. Steve looked at you confused for a moment, when he went to speak you lightly pressed a finger to his lips stopping him, “Steve please let me take care of you, now hush.” He chuckled and nodded his head letting you continue in your efforts. You grabbed his body wash and poured some in your hand. The familiar scent flooded your nose and a smile crept to your face, it reminded you of a happier Steve.

As gently as you could you began to wash the grime from his body, gently massaging the tense skin as you went. You could feel him relax underneath your touch as a smile spread across his lips. A content sigh fell from Steve’s lips as you moved to his back, you made sure to pay attention to his shoulder relieving as much stress as you could for him. You did the same with his hair, gently massaging his scalp and listening to the satisfied reactions he was making. In this moment he looked so peaceful, it made your heart full seeing his beautiful smile once again. You watched all the reminders of the fight wash down the drain and you smiled to yourself seeing him somewhat back to normal.

You ushered him out of the shower helping him dry off, patting lightly where you could see the bruises. You knew he was hurting, even if he would never tell you, he never wanted you to worry about him. You went to grab him clothes when he grabbed your arm pulling you flush against his chest, “what did I ever do to deserve a woman as amazing as you?” You blushed with a smile wrapping your arms loosely around him loving the feeling of being able to hold him and knowing he was alive, “I ask myself a similar question every morning I wake up in your arms.”

He lifted your chin lightly as he brought his lips to your own. Your lips danced together in perfect rhythm as electricity flowed between you. His hands began to roam your body needily gripping on to you as if you would disappear if he let go for even a moment. He bit down on your lip pulling it between his teeth smirking to himself as you moaned his name. Need began to pool between your legs as your kiss deepened. Steve quickly lifted you and moved you to the bed wincing slightly from his wounds.

You panicked slightly seeing the pain etched across his face as he to hovered over you. He began kissing down your neck whispering sweet nothing in your ear. You halted his movements as he looked at you confused while you sat up pushing him on his back. You straddled his waist looking down at him, “Steve, baby, let me take care of you tonight. Let me help you.” He was about to argue with when you pushed your lips to his silencing his protests.

You began to rock your hips against his length rubbing your juices against him slowly watching his mouth fall open as a moan slipped from your throat. Steve’s hands found your hips pushing you down harder against him. You whimpered from the friction on your clit but you needed to feel him inside you. You lined his cock up to your entrance, slowly sinking down on him. Every time you took him it felt like the first time, he stretched you out and filled you to the brink, your legs shaking with anticipation.

You began rocking your hips back and forth grinding against him as you gripped his chest. Steve’s fingers dug into your skin panting and cursing under his breath. One of Steve’s fingers found your clit, circling against it just enough to tease you. Pleasure ran up your spine as the bliss of friction on your clit brought you closer to your orgasm. You began bouncing on him, the tip of his dick hitting your sweetest spot as you nails dug into his skin.

You were a sweaty moaning mess above him your orgasm on the brink of taking over you. Steve was right behind you grunting and moaning encouragements as his breathing became more ragged. You leaned forward pressing your weight carefully on top of him, your legs becoming sore. Steve began matching your movements thrusting up into you at the perfect moments hitting your sweet spot with every deep thrust. You screamed out as your orgasm finally hit, your vision becoming cloudy as you came undone around him. Steve felt your pussy clench around him his own climax hitting him as he emptied himself inside you cursing loudly.

You both laid there for a moment relishing in your moment of bliss. Steve presses a gentle kiss to your head before helping you clean up. When he got back to bed he wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you flush against his chest, “I love you.” You smiled at him kissing his cheek, “I love you too Steve.”

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@m-a-t-91

https://sergeant-shorty.tumblr.com/post/182217748301/requested-by-samherself-pairing-steve-rogers-x

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Fem!reader

Requested by: @samherself

Word count: 800+

Warnings: SMUT

Summary: You get revenge on your man.

A/N: I’m sorry I’ve been so busy, if it makes you all feel better I will hopefully be posting twice this week. Special thanks to @thebuckboibarnes for helping me write this!

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Steve was not going to get away with this, not if you had anything to say about it. Leaving you on the brink of orgasm in the kitchen had left you needy and ready for revenge. The problem was figuring out how. Ideas races through your head, some far worse than the last before you finally decided to simply fight fire with fire. You ran out of the kitchen mischief on your mind as you waited for Steve to climb into the shower. You waited patiently for him to think he was alone before quickly shedding your clothes and getting in the shower with him.

Steve turned to look at you with an ‘I knew you’d follow’ sort of smile plastered to his face. You giggled to yourself, knowing damn well what you had in store for that man, and placing a gentle kiss to his lips. Your hand trailed down the toned muscles of his body slowly, you could hear his breathing begin to pick up, you knew you were winning. You took his length in your hand pumping ever so slowly, you heard Steve hiss with pleasure propping himself against the wall, “Good lord princess what are you planning?”

What he didn’t expect was for you to drop to your knees. You smirked up at him innocently and before he had time to say anything you took his already hard cock into your mouth. You dragged your tongue along the base of his cock humming softly to yourself. Steve let a string of curses fall from his lips, the scene in front of him making it incredibly difficult for him not to come already. You took him into your mouth entirely looking straight up at him and moaning on his length. The vibrations sent a chill down his spine as moans left his lips.

His hand found your hair fast as he let out a grunt, he completely braced himself against the wall gathering himself as you rolled your tongue around the head of his cock,“Jesus Christ, Princess.” The grunt that followed was almost inhuman, your core grew wet with each one of his pornographic moans and you knew you’d be in for a treat. Steve pulled you to your feet, his eyes hungry and glossy with lust he needed you now. He took a moment to give you a bruising kiss. His fingers wandered down your body finding your clit where he gave a teasing pressure for just a few seconds, you whined and leaned into him.

“Fuck me, cap.” you whispered just loud enough, “Are you going to be a good girl for me, doll?” He teased, the head of his cock sliding slickly over your pussy lips. “I promise.” You mewled, you rocked your hips over his length attempting to get friction where you needed it. He smirked kissing down your neck biting at the sensitive skin leaving small purple bruises, marking you. “Is my good girl done playing games with her Captain?” You wrapped your arms around Steve’s neck and hopped up wrapping your legs around his waist, “Please Captain, I need you.”

Steve fumbled a little in the wet space of the shower slipping slightly, a soft chuckle fell from his lips. “Don’t kill us though.” He laughs lightly regaining his balance, the water hitting his shoulder and splashing lightly into your face.“I’ll try.” You let out a light whimper as he positioned himself at your entrance, his cock slid in and you both relished in the sensation for a moment. The feeling of him hitting the deepest parts of your core bringing you closer to the release you were yearning for. His hips began rocking slightly at first then when he found his rhythm he suddenly picked up pace.

Your tits bounced as he thrust his length into you beautiful grunts falling from his beautiful lips, the noise alone spurred you on. Steve’s eyes locked into yours, he kissed you roughly letting his kisses begin to trail down your jaw. You were barely clinging on, attempting with everything you had to hold your orgasm. You wanted to come undone with him, you needed to feel him come apart with you. Steve presses his forehead to yours, his thrusts growing sloppier by the second, “Princess I need you to come for me.” You threw your head back and soon you were screaming out his name, legs shaking as your pussy clamped around his length.

Steve wasn’t far behind you grunting as he buried his cock inside you completely, your pussy practically milking him. With your heart beating rapidly, Steve set you back down carefully, your foreheads still pressed against one another. “Next time you need the peanut butter and I’m not home, just get a chair.” He chuckled breathlessly, you smiled leaning into his chest with shaky legs. “What’s the fun in that?”

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@m-a-t-91

Requested by: anon

Word count: 1200+

Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex, quickie, humor

Summary: Tickle wars are never a good idea when you’re secretly dating Peter Parker.

A/N: Sorry it takes me so long to get a request out. Things have been so crazy here, I’m doing my best to write when I can, hope you enjoy!

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Being the newbie at the Avengers tower was not all it was cracked up to be. It’s not that you were having any problems with anyone, but you were still young and learning your powers so the others tended to baby you in most situations. It’s not that you minded being babied by everyone it’s just that sometimes everyone could be a little overwhelming. Whether it be Tony constantly asking you where you are or Steve interrogating any sort of love interest that you bring home, you sometimes wished you could show them you were not a child.

The only person that saw you as the hero you were was Peter Parker. He had told you that he had also fallen victim to the teams coddling and understood your feelings completely. When you first met him he would always crack jokes with you about how protective the was. He always wanted to see you smile. As time passed he became your closest friend. You told him all your secrets and frustrations and he told you his. You remember the night you realized that you had fallen in love with the nerd with beautiful eyes and a soft smile.

You had called Peter crying, frustrated with Bucky because hadn’t let you leave the compound to visit your friend for the night saying you were too young to go alone. He showed up in minutes trying as hard as he could to make you smile, he knew you hated being treated like a kid. He cracked jokes and even tried dancing around like a fool to cheer you up. You had told him it was no use and that you would stay sad until everyone stopped treating you like you needed constant supervision. His smile had fallen as he looked down at his feet, you remember him then picking up a discarded piece of clothing on your floor and seeing his face turn a new shade of crimson.

What he had picked up, which to this day you don’t know why he did, was one of your lace covered bras. He dropped the article of clothing stammering out “sorry” and many other incomplete sentences. You couldn’t help it, you laughed so hard that tears had formed in your eyes. He looked at you pouting, “It’s not that funny, (y/n).” You tried to calm yourself down as you pulled him in for a bear hug, “god I love you.” You had soon panicked like Peter had moments before after realizing what you had said. You began stammering out anything you could think of to try and change the subject. Peter couldn’t wipe the smile off his face, and you couldn’t either after he kissed you to stop your rambling.

It’s been seven months since that night, and you two were happier than ever. The only downside? The team had no idea, so you two had to date in secret, only because they would al overreact. Luckily enough for both of you, everyone was out for the night, leaving you and Peter home by yourself. You were snuggled against his chest lazily on the couch in the common area peppering kisses along his jaw. The two of you were watching some movie on netflix when you felt Peter’s eyes watching you. “What’s wrong Pete? Everything okay?” He smiles down at you leaving a gentle kiss to your temple, “You’re just so beautiful.” You blushed and hid your face in his chest, “Shut up, no I’m not.”

Peter raised an eyebrow at you, “Yes you are.” You shook your head looking up at him, “No, I’m really not.” He shrugged a mischievous look gracing his features, “Guess I’ll have to just make you agree.” You looked at him confused, when suddenly he flipped the two of you over on the couch. He began tickling you mercilessly, you squirmed laughing loudly. Tears were welling in your eyes from the laughter as you tried to push him off you. He grabbed your wrists pinning them above your head, a smirk on his face, “Say it.”

You sighed rolling your eyes, “Fine Pete, I’m beautiful.” He smiled down at you leaving a light kiss against your lips. You assumed he would get off of you and release his grip on your wrists, but he didn’t move. You looked up at him annoyed, “Cmon Peter you won, now let’s watch our movie.” Peter shook his head, “Oh no we aren’t done here, besides I like hearing you beg like that princess.” Your cheeks turned a bright pink as a familiar wetness pooled between your legs.

Peter gyrated his hips against you causing you to moan beneath him, “Pete what if they come home?” He began trailing kisses down your neck nipping lightly at the exposed skin, “They won’t be home for hours.” You bit your lip, you were aching for him and he knew it, “I don’t want to get caught.” His free hand slipped underneath your shirt finding your nipple and lightly pinching it between his fingers. He let out a chuckle as you arched your body against his, desperately trying to get some sort of friction to relieve the need you had for him, his voicewas gruff “If you want me to stop then I’ll stop. But I need to hear you say it.”

The need for him outweighed any of the consequences as you collided your lips with his. Your lips moved in harmony both of you battling for dominance, only pausing when the two of you removed your clothes. You pushed Peter back against the couch straddling his lap with a smirk. Peter held your hips as you slowly sank yourself down onto his length, his head fell back against the couch cursing at the feeling of being deep inside you. The feeling of being completely filled caused you to moan his name as you began rolling your hips against him. Peter left kisses along your neck as he whispered sweet nothings in your ear enncouraging you on. Your bodies were flush against one another moans and curses slipping from your lips as your climaxes got closer and closer.

Your orgasm hit you like a brick wall, your legs shaking from the pleasure that had hit you. Peter wasn’t far behind, pulling out and releasing onto your stomach. Peter lightly kissed your cheek holding you close to him with a smile, “I love you (y/n).” You giggled resting your head on his shoulder, “I love you too Pete.” You were both suddenly rattled by the sound of the front door handle being jostled. You both hurriedly grabbed whatever clothing you could find and ran to your rooms praying with everything you had that you didn’t get caught.

Tony walked through the door for the second time that evening, after catching the two young avengers doing the nasty in HIS living room. Tony had panicked and walked back outside, not even remotely knowing what to do in that situation considering nothing could ever prepare him for that. The next morning when Steve asked Tony what had happened to cause him to be so on edge he couldn’t help but laugh, “Well Tony, I guess they aren’t kids anymore.”

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Requested by: @samherself

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Word count: 900+

Warnings: A little smut, orgasm denial, fingering

Summary: You’re vertically challenged and your boyfriend thinks it’s cute.

A/N: Bet y’all thought you’d seen the last of me? Sorry about the absence things have been crazy here. So here’s a smut with no real plot to ease me back in, enjoy! (This might have a smutty part two if it’s requested)

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You were absolutely determined to do this by yourself. For most people this wouldn’t even be an issue, but you were vertically challenged, therefore the peanut butter had become your biggest obstacle this morning. Normally you wouldn’t need to struggle, you’d just bat your eyes at your boyfriend who would simply laugh and hand you what you needed. Unfortunately for you, Steve wasn’t home. He had been sent out on a mission early last week and you had no idea when he’d return.

So here you were, in your pajamas on your tiptoes struggling with all of your might to grab that damned peanut butter. The crop top you were wearing kept riding up, revealing the skin on your back. The shorts you were wearing weren’t staying in place either causing your buttcheeks to peek out from the thin fabric.You would have gotten a chair but out of the sheer need to be independent without Steve you decided that you could do this on your own. You sighed lowering your head slightly and pinching the bridge of your nose, you needed an idea that didn’t involve a chair. You looked at the counter again and smirked, you took a step back and tried to fling yourself up on the counter. You had almost made it when two very strong arms had wrapped around your waist pulling you back.

You gasped at the suddenness of his actions, you didn’t even have to guess who it was. You leaned your head back grinning at the sight that was Steve Rogers.”I have been watching you try to get that jar for 15 minutes,” Steve grinned down at you, he was covered in dirt and grime and still wearing his stealth suit and honestly looking like pure sex to you. Something about the way he looks in his stealth suit always leaves you dripping with anticipation. You pouted at him, “And you didn’t even bother to ask if I needed any help?”

He leaned down his lips lightly grazing against your ear, “I was enjoying the show.” His arms were still wrapped firmly around you as his lips peppered kisses along your neck and collar bone.

You giggled biting your lip, “Well I’m very hungry,” you began to reach for the jar again, this time your concentration somewhere else. You stood on your tiptoes again, your butt firmly pressed against his crotch, you smirked feeling how he was already hard for you. You reached for the jar grinding your butt against him slowly, you could hear him almost growl from your torment as his hands firmly gripped your hips in place, “Do you want some help?” You looked at him feigning innocence, “Nope I’m independent.” He bit his lip as you pushed your hips back a bit harder letting out a gentle moan. His eyes were focused as he watched you tease him, you knew he couldn’t take much more of this without retaliation.

You felt Steve’s hand suddenly move to your inner thigh, your breath caught in your throat as he started rubbing slow agonizing circles on your clit over the thin material of your shorts. He leaned down again biting lightly at your shoulder blade, “Is someone not wearing any panties?” Your were no longer reaching for that stupid jar as you whimpered lightly grinding your hips against his hand, desperate for more. “Cmon Doll you were almost there why don’t you try again hmm?” You couldn’t focus but you tried once again reaching for the jar, the moment you did you felt Steve pull your shorts to the side pushing you lightly against the counter. His fingers began circling your clit harsher eliciting a moan from your lips. He slipped two fingers inside you, pumping them in and out of you god forsakenly slow, “Steve I-I need more.”

He chuckled kissing at your neck again, “Beg. I want to hear you.” You refused, instead grinding down against his hand. He caught on to what you were doing and halted both his and your movements, “That’s not what I asked Princess.” You pouted needing your release more than needing your pride, “P-please Captain I want you to make me cum.” He chuckled again as his fingers began pumping in and out of you once again. His thumb traced harsh jagged circles on your clit as his fingers curled up against that one sweet spot. Your hand was covering your mouth trying as hard as you could to stay quiet in case anyone else was around. The thrill of potentially getting caught adding to the slickness between your legs that was surely running down your thigh. Your orgasm was so close, one of your hands firmly on his forearm your nails digging into his flesh for support as your legs began to shake. Your orgasm was about to hit you when your pleasure had suddenly stopped and Steve’s hand had retreated from its actions.

You looks back at him annoyance etched into your features, “What the fuck Steve?!” He raised an eyebrow at you as he smirked, “I need to shower.” He reached up grabbing the peanut butter and placing it in your hand, “Enjoy your lunch Doll. I’ll be in the shower if you need me” you watched him walk away, a proud smile on his face knowing that he had got you back for you teasing him. This wasn’t over. He left you there, a disheveled needy mess, but If he wanted to play dirty then so be it. You set the jar down on the counter a playful smile tugging on your lips as you followed him out the door and to your shared bathroom, he was going to have a pretty steamy shower if you had anything to do with it.

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Updated 12/14/18

(*) means it’s smut

Steve Rogers

My Generation *

Burnin’ For You (pt. 1) *

Burnin For You (pt. 2) *

I Want You Back

Hot Blooded

Ride *

Call Me *

Bucky Barnes

No Problem

Just What I Needed *

Dream On *

Renegade

Renegade pt. 2

Peter Parker

Can’t Fight This Feeling *

Lips of an Angel

It Goes Like This

Tony Stark

Lovin’ Touchin’ Squeezin’ *

When You Love a Woman

Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes x Reader

Peace of Mind *

Chris Evans

Requested by: @rockis4ever

Word count: 1000+

Warnings: angst, fluff.

Summary: Maybe Steve will just have to deal.

A/N: Again I’m so sorry it’s taking me forever to do these I’m getting back into the swing of things! Didn’t have much time to edit, hope you enjoy!—————————————————————

You hadn’t slept in what felt like months. Without Bucky beside you the nightmares came back with a vengeance. You looked in the bathroom mirror, the dark spots under your eyes had become even more prominent as the days passed on. You hadn’t talked to Steve since the fight, and Bucky wouldn’t even glance in your direction. You felt hopeless. You got dressed in fresh pajamas before laying back in bed, you were ready to mope around until the sun would fall over the horizon.

You had tried to talk to Bucky, but every time you entered the room he’d find a way to exit. You would cry every time it happened until after a while it had just become a normal part of your day. You would admire him from a distance. His once beautiful soft features were now sullen and laced with exhaustion. You knew he was suffering just as bad as you were, but you knew he’d never betray Steve like that again. Your heart ached seeing him like this, so you decided to just stay locked away, out of his sight, maybe it was better for you both.

This is what your life had become, quiet and locked away in your room like a punished child. You didn’t feel welcome by the others, sure they were nice, but they had to be. They knew you were a monster and so did you. You felt like a piece of you, the only good piece that remained from the hell that you lived, had been stolen from you. Happiness was something you’d never get to have. You’d just have to accept that by now.

A light knock on the door startled you from the book you had picked up to try and drown out the noise of your mind. You got out of bed and opened the door. To your surprise you saw Steve, his head hung low with guilt. He looked almost as bad as you, “Steve what do you want? I don’t want to talk to you right now.” He lifted his head, a dull chuckle escaping his throat, “I’m surprised you even answered the door.” You rolled your eyes annoyed at him, you weren’t going to feel sorry for him. You began to shut the door, but he stopped you, “(Y/n) you’re my little sister I’d do anything for you. You know that right?”

You sighed at him and nodded your head. Despite everything that happened you knew he was right, he would do anything to keep you safe, “That doesn’t justify what you did to me and Bucky.” Steve looked down at his feet, his hand scratching the back of his neck, “I know it isn’t. But I can’t live with the thought of you hating me.” His voice came out choked and your heart sank. You had almost forgot what you’d said to him, “I don’t hate you Steve you’re just stupid.”

He laughed lightheartedly looking back up at you, “I want to make it up to you.” You raised an eyebrow at him, “Why?” He smiled weakly, “Because you’re my little sister and I miss having you around to pester me all the time. I want to start over, I miss you kid.” You smiled at him, “Okay Steve, I’ll give you another chance.” He grinned and yanked you into a hug rubbing your back lightly. He placed a kiss on your temple before releasing you, “Good I’m making dinner. Meet me on the roof in 30 minutes, okay?” You laughed at his enthusiasm, “Sure Steve I’ll meet you then.”

With that he left you to be alone again. It was a relief to know the two of you were going to work out your issues. Even though he had acted like a child you knew he was only trying to protect you. You wondered if the two boys had made up as you started to get ready for your dinner with Steve. You wondered how Bucky was holding up, or if he was moving on yet. What if he was already talking to someone else? The thoughts kept swarming in your head. You hated this.

You took a deep breath trying to clear your mind as you began walking up to the roof. When you arrived you were momentarily shocked. Steve had gone all out when preparing this dinner. Everything was decorated beautifully. There were flowers, candles and Christmas lights. You saw Steve and walked over to him hugging you tightly, “Is all this for me? You must really be sorry.” You felt him exhale slightly and push you backwards slightly so he could look you in the eye. You couldn’t read the emotion on his face, you were worried.

“Steve what’s wrong?” You were panicking. He rubbed your shoulder lightly, “(Y/n) I want you to know that I really regret what I did.” You nodded your head, “We’ve been over this?” He chuckled lightly, “You’re a Woman now and you don’t need your big brother to tell you what to do anymore. I may not always know how to show it, but I want what’s best for you.” You could feel tears pricking at your eyes, “I know knucklehead.”

He smiled and looked past you, you followed his gaze turning around to see what he was looking at. Your hand clamped over your mouth in shock, Bucky stood a few feet from you with a warm smile on his face. Tears fell down your cheeks as you looked back at Steve. You didn’t understand what was happening. “(Y/n), I want you to be happy. And if that means Bucky makes you happy, then I want you to be with Bucky.”

You hugged him tight leaving a kiss on his cheek, “Thank you Steve.” He smiled, “Now you two enjoy your dinner.” Steve looked at Bucky and smiled before heading back to his room. You turned back to Bucky wiping the tears from your cheek, “Hey.” He laughed lightly at you walking over to you and pulling you into his arms, “I missed you so goddamn much.” You let out a sob as you clung on to him, “I’m so happy to have you back Bucky.” He lifted your chin to look up at him, “Doll you’re never going to lose me again. And that’s a promise.” Before you could reply his lips were on yours pouring every ounce of love he felt for you into it. When you broke for air you both smiled placing your foreheads together, “Shall we eat?”

Requested by: anon

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Fem!reader

Word count: 925

Warnings: Smut

Summary: You show Steve how cellphones can benefit your relationship.

A/N: Still working on requests but it’s the end of the semester so I’m swamped with school work, I’ll make sure to get through them all! Also I didn’t have time to edit this.

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You were tossing and turning in bed, trying with everything you had to fall asleep. Without Steve being home you knew you wouldn’t be able to get any rest. You hated when he would go on missions without you, not just because you couldn’t sleep, but you never knew if he was safe until he contacted you. The two of you hadn’t been dating long, but the two of you had been sharing a bed for a while. It had started one night with a nightmare, Steve heard and came to comfort you, and well, the rest was history.

You knew you had to wait for him to come home before you could get a good night's sleep again. Luckily enough he made sure to call you every night before he went to bed, however it was normally only to say that he was safe, that he loved you and that he wanted you to try to get some sleep. You pouted just thinking about it, but then you had an idea.

You quickly jumped out of bed knowing that soon enough Steve would be calling you. You shuffled through your dresser desperately trying to find his favorite lingerie set you owned. It was a simple emerald green lacy bra and thong set, but every time you wore it, it would blow Steve’s mind. You heard your phone buzz and you hurriedly ran to your bed after letting your hair out of its ponytail. You laid in bed comfortably ready for your game to begin as you excitedly answered the phone.

Steve’s deep voice was music to your ears, “Hey Doll! How’s my girl?” You smiled at your nickname, “Not good baby.” You heard the concern in his voice, “What happened is everything okay?” You smirked ready to make your next move, “I got a huge bruise from sparing with Wanda today, want to see it?” You bit your lip hoping he’d take the bait, “Let me see it Doll I’m sure it’s not too bad.” You adjusted yourself into a sexy pose preparing to snap the picture, “okay baby hang on.”

You angled the phone so your body was on full view snapping the picture quickly and sending it to him, “There it’s sent.” You heard him shuffling with his phone as he viewed it before hearing the sharp intake of his breath, “Doll, what are you doing.” You feigned innocence, “I’m showing you my bruise.” You could practically hear him growl into the phone, “You know that set drives me crazy Doll.” You giggled, “I wanted to look pretty for you.” You could hear him groan, “Doll keep talkin like that and you’re going to drive me crazy.”

This was your time to shine, you put Steve on speaker as you let your hands travel down to your breasts lightly pinching your nipples through the incredibly thin fabric of your bra. You moaned loud enough for him to hear egging him on, “What if I want you to go crazy?” There was a change in his voice it was deeper than normal, “Doll you better stop.” Your hands continued down your body, your fingers slipping under the waistband of your panties. You let two of your fingers dip into your core moaning at the feeling of being filled, “Baby I need you.”

You heard him moan, you knew exactly what he was doing, “Stevie are you touching yourself?” He let out another breathless moan, “You’re in so much trouble when I get home baby girl. Touch yourself for your Captain, I need to hear you.” Your fingers continued pumping in and out of your tight core as needy moans escaped your mouth.

Steve could hear how wet you were through the phone, he closed his eyes picturing your petite frame beneath him as he pounded into your dripping heat. He licked his lips at the thought, his hand quickening it’s pace on his shaft, he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer and by the pornagraphic moans that were coming out of your mouth he knew you wouldn’t either. Your angled your fingers slightly allowing them to brush against your your gspot, your legs were shaking as the coils began to build in your stomach, “C-Captain I n-need to..” your voice cut out as a loud moan ripped through your throat your orgasm getting closer and closer by the moment.

Steve was in no better shape, panting heavily as precum dripped down his shaft, “Cum Doll, I need to hear you.” Your pleasure took over, blinding your vision as your eyes rolled into the back of your skull. Steve’s name escaped your mouth like it was the only word you knew how to say, your fingers rocking you through your high. You could hear Steve through the phone, you knew how close he was, “Cmon baby cum for me.” You cooed into the phone edging him closer, the sound of your voice like sweet music to his ears. Steve finally let go, his head thrown back and curses leaving his sinful mouth.

You both sat there for a moment catching your breath, Steve finally breaking the silence, “We need to do that more often”

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