Regular Hunk Moving Super Hero Junk by cablesscutie
Square filled: O5 - "I don't think he's the kind you save. He's the kind you stop."
Ao3 rating: Teen
Warnings: No archive warnings apply
Major tags: Sam Wilson is a Good Friend, Secret Relationship, Outsider POV
Summary: Steve is going to be discharged from the hospital and crash at Sam's house, which has not been bugged, shot up, or furnished by the feds. Sam goes to Steve's old apartment to get his clothes and what little personal effects he's accumulated only to stumble upon a secret that really shouldn't have been a secret.
Format: Medium oneshot (1000 - 5000 words)
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For the hand holding prompts: 13 or 33 for Zutara? 🥺
Thanks for the prompts dear but also HOW DARE you make me choose between two PERFECT ones for Zutara?! So you know what I'm going to attempt both in one.
Going under the cut for obvious smutty reasons and also this exists in an AU where ATLA takes place over 3 years instead of 1, making Katara about 18 and Zuko 20, and this is on Ember Island sometime around EIPish.
13. linking hands together during sex
33. bandaging the other’s hand and not quite letting go
"Agni!" Zuko cursed under his breath, bringing his hand to his mouth. Katara rushed to his side as quickly as the rocky bluff they were exploring allowed.
"What happened?" She asked, gently taking his hand so she could examine his wound. A shallow gash split along the length of his palm.
"Just a sharp rock," Zuko said, blushing at her nearness. It had been his idea to show Katara the caves along the waterline, but he had forgotten how tricky navigating could be so close to sunset. His own nerves, at finally having time alone with Katara after their recent confession of shared feelings, had caused him to slip and misjudge the edge of the nearest rock.
"Well it doesn't look too bad. Should only take me a second to- Shoot." Katara patted her sides. "I must have left my skins in my room, and I don't want to use the saltwater to heal this."
"It's fine." Zuko withdrew his hand, trying not to stammer at her nearness. "I'll be ok."
"At least let me bandage it up," Katara said, already tearing a strip of fabric from her red skirt.
"You don't-"
"Have to, I know. I want to." Katara gently took his hand again, slowly wrapping the strip of fabric around his palm. Zuko couldn't tear his eyes from her, captivated by the way her brow furrowed in concentration.
"There, that should at least hold till I can get some fresh water." Katara tested the makeshift bandage once more before meeting his eyes. Her hands lingered on his, her eyes darkening.
Zuko wasn't sure how long they stood there, with the setting sun and the water lapping at the rocks, but he wasn't going to be the first to pull away.
"I guess... we should head back," Katara said, reluctance clear in her voice. Zuko cleared his throat and nodded.
Instead of stopping in the kitchen like Zuko expected, Katara dragged him upstairs to her bedroom. He stammered out an excuse, something to keep himself in the clear, but Katara pulled him into her bathroom.
"Hold still," Katara said, removing the temporary bandage. Zuko watched, fascinated, as she gloved her hands in water. He barely registered the soothing, cooling touch of her glowing hands as she healed his cut.
"All done," she whispered, tossing her used water back to the sink but not dropping his hand, examining his palm under the light. Zuko's amazement at her skill was only surpassed by the swell of affection at her tender expression. He was so bewitched by her, Zuko didn't realize he had leaned forward and kissed her until she was kissing him back.
Zuko barely had the sense to pull back and ask, "Is this ok?"
Katara chuckled and tangled her hands in his hair. "I'll stop you if it's not."
With a groan Zuko pulled her to him, his fingers exploring the expanse of her stomach bared by her top. Katara shivered and stepped closer to him.
"I think," she murmured against his lips, "this would be much more comfortable if we were in bed."
Zuko was too stunned to reply, so he let Katara gently nudge him back into the bedroom, her giggle tickling him before she pushed him onto the bed.
"Are you sure?" He asked, even as he helped her take off his shirt.
"You're sweet," she said, leaning down to trail her lips along his jaw and down his neck. "But you have to trust that I'll tell you if something is wrong."
"I just- ahhh... don't wanna push you too far," Zuko choked out. Katara sat up, brushing strands of his bangs back from his face.
"Do you want this? Do you want me?"
"Agni, yes Katara, but I-"
"And I want you." She gently kissed him. "Please?"
It was the please that broke him. After all, who else did Master Katara, waterbending hero and the Avatar's sifu, say please to?
"However you want me, I'm yours," he whispered. "Only yours, Katara."
She smiled, her eyes soft and so tender his heart split in two. "I'm all yours, Zuko."
Katara didn't give him a chance to respond, kissing him with a renewed passion. So instead he said it in his actions, in the way he hungrily kissed her back, in the way his fingers danced across her skin, in the way he tugged off her clothes when she pulled off his pants.
"Have you- should you-" Zuko struggled to form the questions he needed to ask to make sure she was ok.
"I'll stay on top," she said. "It should be better that way."
Zuko nodded, offering his hands so she could guide herself above him. She tentatively stroked him a few times before lining up. Zuko held his breath, scared that if he even inhaled it would break the dream and he would find himself alone.
Instead Katara sank onto him, too slow and yet too quick at the same time. Zuko bit his tongue, holding back the groans that threatened to spill from him.
When Katara was fully seated she sighed, closing her eyes. "Are you ok?" He asked, not trusting himself to move. She nodded, her eyes slowly peeking open.
"Perfect," she said, then rolled her hips. Zuko cried out, his hand flying to his mouth to muffle the noise.
Katara moved slowly, still testing her rhythm. Zuko was perfectly content with laying as still as possible, with letting her explore, lest he embarrass himself. When Katara found a pace that suited her, she took his hands and leaned over him.
"Is this good for you?" She asked. Zuko quickly nodded, his hands squeezing hers against the overwhelming feeling of having her around him.
"Perfect," he managed to squeak out. Katara's smile was warm, her eyes bright when she met his gaze.
"Good," she whispered against his lips.
Zuko did his best to remain present, to focus on Katara's whimpers and sighs, on the feeling of her skin against his, but it was all too much. Too soon he felt a tightness coiling and his legs trembled.
"Katara, I'm going to-"
"Me too," she said, her grip on his hands tightening. One, two, three beats later her mouth fell open in a silent cry, her hips stuttering as she broke.
Watching her was too much and Zuko broke, biting his lip as he released inside her. Katara slumped over him, not wanting to separate.
"Katara I- inside-"
Katara put a hand over his mouth, cutting off his sudden panic. "I'll take care of it. I just don't want to move yet."
"Okay." Zuko settled further into the pillows, reaching around to hold her.
If she wanted, he would never move from this moment.
It’s getting hot in here, so take off all your clothes! Below are my Top 5 Favorite stories:
“Don’t you wanna know how we keep starting fires?” (E, 8k) by wilderswans
"What happened?" she asks, following the source of the smoke to the kitchen, where all the windows are thrown open. The smoke stubbornly refuses to dissipate, probably suppressed by the humid morning air outside. The guy's still coughing, and every so often from behind him Bucky can hear the hiss of the inhaler as he fights to breathe.
"I tried to make breakfast is what happened," he says, between puffs on the inhaler. He's wearing, of all things, black lounge pants that proclaim him to be a Gryffindor, despite being approximately Bucky's own age. "Breakfast didn't cooperate."
+ Modern AU. Firefighter Bucky stays to make Steve breakfast and demonstrates some mouth-to-mouth techniques
-☆-
“Hi, My Name is Steve...” (E, 75k) by Whendoestheshipsail
Hi, my name is Steve. I’ve been lurking on the boards here for awhile and have been learning a lot from everyone and am hoping someone can help me out. I can’t get hard enough to come when I’m with my girlfriend. She’s the first girlfriend I’ve ever really had and she’s beautiful. She’s smart, supportive and has a hell of a right hook. If I can’t make it work with her, then it isn’t going to work with anyone. I have to spend a fair amount of time getting into the right headspace so I can be with her. She deserves better and I want to be the man that can give that to her. Any advice would be appreciated!
Steve stares at what he's written. He feels like an idiot.
+ Shrunkyclunks. Firefighter Bucky gets a long distance submissive that doesn’t stay long distance for long.
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“9-1-1...THAT’S your emergency?” (G, 1k) by cablesscutie
“New York City Fire Department, how may I help you?”
“Hi, um...It’s uh...not an emergency per se, but there’s this cat in a tree in Prospect Park.”
“Sir, if this is a prank call -”
“No! No, I’m serious."
Bucky is mugged by a cat. Steve comes to the rescue.
+ Modern AU. Firefighter Steve gets Bucky’s wallet and a date
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“brooklyn’s on fire (and fills our hearts with desire)” (E, 12k) by Spacedog
steve rogers sets his kitchen on fire, triggers a false alarm, goes out in public in his underwear, and charms a hot firefighter.
and it's only monday.
+ Modern AU. Bucky gets a thank you visit, muffins, and a blow job
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“The Pie-Maker and the All-American Hero” (E, 8k) by nerddowell
‘Oh my God,’ he moans, almost orgasmic, in the kind of voice that wouldn’t sound amiss in a porno, and Bucky’s suddenly fighting a rush of blood south. ‘This is amazing. Are you single? Can I marry you for a lifetime supply of this pie?’
+ Modern AU. Firefighter Steve falls in love at first bite
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-☆- Freebies: Fics that I liked a lot, but one them is a cop -☆-
for the fic ask game: I'm deeply curious about K and V just sounds fun!
Hello friend 💜 Thanks for the ask!
K: What’s the angstiest idea you’ve ever come up with?
LOL what is angst? jk jk No but really anytime an idea pops in my head that's remotely angsty I shove it aside and replace it with fluff. The one exception to that is Moral of the Story, which I also wrote during a time I was going through some extra family drama, so it was a nice outlet to release some of that angst without potentially further damaging a weakened relationship.
Other than that, I'm actually outlining/writing a fic that will have a pretty angsty start (but will end happily because of who I am as a person) but it will be based on what if Katara and Zuko were locked up together for 24 hours instead of a few hours? And then after TSR, they picked things back up? But because of the Agni Kai, Katara doesn't want to see Zuko risking himself for her? And it escalates from there.
V: If you could write the sequel (or prequel) to any fic out there not written by yourself, which would you choose?
You know this is super hard because I would end up second guessing myself like "I'm not worthy to be writing to add to this fic". The only reason I did it for Solace of the Night with The Comforts of Night is because goldilocks read it before I posted and gave her approval. Also I have read so many fics I can hardly keep them straight anymore send help. But I guess I would say North and South? Like I was SO drawn into that world and I just want more of it.
🌈is there a fic that you worked *really fucking hard on* that no one would ever know? maybe a scene/theme you struggled with?
Hello friend! Thanks for the ask! 💜
I did answer this here BUT ALSO SMUT. IS. SO. HARD (pun intended). And then I went and did a fool thing and wrote almost 30 smutty oneshots for zk month 2021? Tf was I on? How did I do it??? I'll never know.
But honestly, anytime I write smut it's a struggle and takes extra effort to get the words out.
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cablesscutie replied to your post: I think the best part of my day was wh...
Hahaha! You actually tried to work on transferring schools while you were “high off you tits”? *shakes head* Ativan is scary stuff.
well it seemed like a good idea at the time. I did manage to lock myself out of my student centre tho cause I couldn't remember my password, but otherwise I rocked it
