#falconbones

Day 1: Celebrity Au

Day 2. Fake Dating/Fake Relationship

Day 3: Role Swap

Day 4: Flower Shop x Tattoo Shop

Day 5: Redemption Au

Day 6: Angel x Demon

Day 7: Cyberpunk Au

Rules:

Any content is welcome except for AI. No AI generated images or videos are allowed.

Day 7 is Cyberpunk by aesthetic and is basically a freebie day! Do whatever you want! 🙌

Dead Dove content is accepted but must be tagged as much

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, Brock Rumlow/Sam Wilson, Minor Brock Rumlow/Tony Stark Characters: Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Brock Rumlow Additional Tags: Dom/sub, Dom Steve Rogers, Sub Tony Stark, Dom Sam Wilson, Sub Brock Rumlow, Polyamory, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Blow Jobs, Come Marking, Come Swallowing, Come Eating, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Secret Marriage, Secret Relationship Summary:

Joaquin, naked in Brock's bed: No, I absolutely do not.

...

I've had some thoughts about bouncer Brock.

Brock picks up gigs at local clubs as a bouncer as an easy way to make some cash, and he usually gets a free drink or two out of it. Sure, it can be annoying dealing with drunk assholes or kids trying to sneak past him, but it's simple enough.

A fair number of people also flirt with him, usually to get in despite not having ID or already being plastered. But Brock never let's it slide and barely thinks about it.

But then this pretty young man starts showing up, seeming to make it his mission to flirt with Brock at every opportunity. He always dresses to impress too, with body glitter, tight skirts, and tops that are either sheer, cropped or both. He also wears perfectly applied make up and matching jewelry.

He learns his name is Joaquin from his ID.

Brock figures, at first, that Joaquin is just trying to get a rise out of him or doing it on a dare. But he just doesn't quit no matter how professional he is.

And maybe Brock starts to play along, teasing back, enjoying how that cockiness crumbles when the tables are turned.

The problem is then when Joaquin heads in, and Brock can only watch as he attracts every eye in the building. He's the center of attention, and he thrives there.

Brock knows he shouldn't feel jealous when he sees people by him drinks or slide up up him at the bar far closer than necessary. He clenches his teeth so hard as he watches other men grind against him on the dance floor.

But he's not the only one watching. Joaquin glances back at Brock often, as if to taunt him, smirking when he catches his gaze.

Brock is only a man, and he has his limits.

It's a slow night when Brock has enough. Joaquin had been grinding on an older man, practically leering at Brock. The bouncer has enough, grabbing Joaquin and taking him outside to finally touch and kiss him.

Joaquin acts like the cat that got the cream. Turns out, he never left with anyone he flirted with in the club. He only wanted Brock, and it's about time he did something.

But Joaquin isn't coherent for long as Brock releases weeks of frustration, bringing Joaquin home to do with as he pleases , taunting the little slut.

That night ends with Joaquin passes out in Brock's bed but successful all the same.

-🍪 (or Snow)