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Monstertober Day 5:

The empty sarcophagus𓂀

Pairing: Mummy!Steve Rogers x Reader x Jackal!Bucky Barnes

Warnings: Dub con, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, asphyxiation/ choking, scratching, marking/biting, mentions of blood, threesome, Stucky x Reader

Nicknames: Puppy, Pup, Scarab

Word count: 2.4K

༻𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐓𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫༺

Watery sunlight from the alternative entrance of the tomb falls down onto the golden sarcophagus, brightening, waning and brightening again. You arrived early enough that it's still cold, you wanted to avoid the midday heat and its blinding, orangey light that followed; you wanted to relax in the bluish grey light, the chill of the air and the absence of people scuttling around like little ants, occupying every square inch of the tomb, searching for secrets, for riches. It was stifling, suffocating; the smell of warm, sweaty people.

You entered into the sliver of sunlight, relishing in the tepid heat that faded and intensified like the ocean lapping at the shore. The golden sarcophagus in front of you was captivating, you ran your hand across the beaten gold covering the wooden coffin letting your hand linger on the brilliant coloured glass and semi-precious stones, fingering each of them in their imperfect rows; following their designs—the story of the inhabitants life. This was just the outer layer of the sarcophagus, next to it was a much heavier coffin, believed to be made of solid gold, that your team had struggled extracting from the initial layer. You moved over to it, more light was seeping in from the entrance now; the golden coffin glimmered, the lapis lazuli, agate, carnelian, amethyst and variscite inlaid on the tomb looked truly beautiful in the soft glow of the rising sun. Ever so gently you brushed your fingers across the side of the coffin, following the curve. You lifted the lid, inching it slowly open and pushing it to the side. It was empty. You could see all the inscriptions, the story of the inhabitants' entire life, but the actual mummy was gone. A frantically carved inscription was raggedly scratched into the bottom of the tomb, your eyes narrowed, your brain burning as you translated it “Cursed be those who enter my tomb...Those that break the seal of this tomb will meet their end by me. I shall seize their neck and cast fear of myself into them…Death will be upon them.” You bit your lip, removing your shaking hands from the edge of the sarcophagus and stepping backwards on trembling legs “Just a mummy’s curse, nothing too bad that’s normal. It’s going to be fine.” You soothed yourself, taking a deep breath in. Your panic was reignited when you realised “Where the fuck is the mummy?” A thin piece of fabric wrapped around your neck and you pulled backwards harshly, falling to the ground. Your hands flew to the fabric constricting your neck scratching at it, trying to distance it from your throat as it choked you, spittle flying from your mouth as you threw your head back to see who was dragging you. It was too dark.

Your vision adjusted as you were dragged into a room lit by rushlight candles, a dusty table was in the center dotted with canopic jars. The dragging stopped as did the choking, the fabric slipped away from its place around your throat; and you began sucking air back into your lungs as you swiveled your head to see who had almost asphyxiated you. You found the missing mummy. He towered over you, his atavistic linen wrapping falling off of him, exposing areas of his ancient, brown-tinged body. His face was fully visible—it was in almost perfect condition, minus a small laceration on the side of his head—defined cheekbones, a trimmed beard and piercing eyes like polished chrysocolla. He was handsome for a mummy, that thought was quickly replaced by a myriad of questions. You slowly got to your feet, putting your arms in front of yourself protectively “Scarab…” He uttered in a drawling tone.

“Scarab? No, wait, How are you even alive?” You questioned an incredulous expression distorting your features.

“That would be because of me, Pup.” A disembodied voice admitted. You turned around to try and see the other man, squinting and staring into the shadowed parts of the tomb. Then there was movement in the darkness “Over here,” He stepped into the light of the rushlight waving one of his hands that was partly paw; his hand was deep black with pads on his fingers and palm, “Hi.”

“Anubis?” Your voice tremored, you stumbled backwards bumping into the mummy behind you. His arms pulled you into him, settling you against his chest “Get off of me!” You struggled against his grip. The smell of decaying flesh reaching your nose makes you gag.

The Jackal stalked closer “Not quite, I’m Bucky a servant of Anubis and behind you is Steve; once an extremely important attendant and warrior for the pharaoh, now he is a mummy which I reanimated.” Bucky caressed your face with his cold dog-like palm, stroking across your cheek with his thumb—the long claw-like nail just about missed your eye. “You're going to be punished for opening the tomb, Pup, isn’t she Stevie?” Steve simply grunted in response, rubbing his crotch into your ass. You attempted to wriggle out of his grip but Bucky caged you in, his hands wandering down your body caressing your waist and hips. Below the thin material of his loincloth you could see his cock get harder, lifting the fabric as it did. His hands trailed back up to your tits, giving them a squeeze before he used one his sharp nails to tear open your blouse and bra. His chilly hands tweaked your nipples, his claws cutting into your skin as he pinched, you gasped trying to pull away from his touch.

Bucky’s other hand moved down to your shorts, undoing the buttons and tugging them down to your feet along with you underwear “I can smell you, little Puppy, there’s no point in trying to get away so you should at least have some fun or we’ll give you a truly terrible curse.” His voice was low and threatening, eyes narrowed and dark as he relished in the fear present in your tear reddened eyes. Bucky goes down on his knees, carefully helping you out of your shorts and tossing them across the embalming room. He placed one of your legs over his shoulder, liking his lips at the sight of your wet pussy. “So wet for us, Pup, do you secretly like being shared by two people? Do you like us taking you against your will?” You whined in response turning your head away to stare at the ancient walls, one of Steve’s hands seized your face pulling you into a kiss. His mouth was cold and tasted bitter. You scrunch your nose as he deepened the kiss, then you felt Bucky slide his long tongue inside of; the hot, wet muscle filled you so well, attacking the sweet spot inside you as the bridge of his nose rubbed against your sensitive clit. You writhed in the mummies grasp, your hands clenching and unclenching frantically—you were desperate to bury your hands in Bucky’s curls; to feel his long velvety ears and run the silky inside between your thumb and index finger. You could feel heat building in you belly as Bucky removed his tongue from your eager hole and began to suck and tease your bud, Steves kisses simply added to the sensation you head growing fuzzy from the stimulation which only intensified when Steve released your face from his hold and satiated the burning need of your clenching hole by roughly shoving two of his fingers inside you.

You pulled away from the intense kiss, slamming your head into his broad shoulder as you let out a breathy moan. “Feel good…Khepri- Scarab?” Steve probed, nibbling at your ear.

“Yes!” You whined, prying a hand from his grasp and digging your hand into Bucky’s soft hair, grinding your hips into his face trying to chase your release. He pulled away, lips red, his chin shining with spit and your slick “So close” you sobbed playing with his charcoal ears, fiddling with the golden piercing. Bucky’s large tongue licked across your inner thigh, you heard him let out a low chuckle before he sunk his teeth into the soft flesh. You hissed, slamming the back of his head with your fists. He released the area he’d bitten, slurping at the blood dripping down your thigh.

“You’re going to let Stevie fuck you arent you, Scarab?”

“I call her Scarab, my Scarab.” Steve grunted, tightening his hold on you so much so that you thought your wrist would snap, you could feel the bruises already forming as he strangled your wrists. You squeaked as he tugged you closer, his hard dick pressing on to your back, dripping precum “Saw her first. Like Khepri…appeared from nowhere, Scarab special. Mine.”

“Steve, you need to learn how to share. She can be both of ours, my Puppy, your Scarab. Okay?” Bucky kneads Steve’s shoulders soothingly.

“Fine. Scarab, up.” Steve picked you up, carrying you over to the table brushing his arm across it knocking the fragile canopic jars to the floor causing them to shatter. He lays you on your back on the dusty stone table; he pulled your hips closer to the edge. Staring into your eyes as he ran his red, leaking, mushroom head through your folds. You whimpered as he teased you, copying what he’d seen Bucky do earlier and playing with your puffy clit. With a single thrust he shoved himself fully inside, his dick crashing against your cervix almost painfully as he tried to fit all of his length in, giving shallow thrust to try get it all the way. A painful sting tore through you as your pussy tried to grow accustomed to the size of his girth shaft, Steve's eyebrows knitted together in frustration.

Bucky grazed his hand across Steve’s arm gently “It’s not gonna fit all the way. Remember what I told you? You’re big.” The jackal chuckled at Steve’s pout and his grumbling “He’s big isn’t he, Puppy? Too big. Try to breathe. Now turn your head to the side, Steve’s not gonna be the only one having fun.” You don’t know why, but you obeyed him; turning your head so your cheek rested against the cool stone. When you turned you were met with Bucky’s cock, he’d taken off his loin cloth and now you could fully see it. It was long, thick (not as thick as Steves), with a purple vein running from the base all the way to the tip and a golden piercing through the head, matching the ones in his ears. A bead of precum dripped from the head and he smeared it across your lips. A devious smile stretching across his lips “Open up. Don’t even think about biting it or I’ll pull out all your teeth and put them in one of the canopic jars.” He lowered his voice an octave as he threatened you. Steve stopped his thrusts giving Bucky a disapproving glare.

“Don’t threaten Scarab.” He growled, making Bucky’s ears pull backwards, he nodded, looking like a puppy that just got caught chewing something they weren’t supposed to, you snickered shooting a smile at him. Your smile soon faded as Bucky’s heady scent filled your nostrils; he sheathed the full length of his veiny cock in your mouth. You could feel the head of his dick brush uncomfortably against the walls of your throat. You gaged a bit and he rasped out a moan in response “that’s it, choke on it, Puppy.” You claw at his thick, hair thighs with your nails pushing yourself off of him, saliva leaking down your chin as you glare at him with teary eyes. He tangles his fingers in your hair and begins pounding into you, disregarding your muffled pleas for him to slow down “this is a punishment after all, Pup. Can’t be too nice.”

“Scarab feels good, s-so warm.” Steve moaned, his thrusts becoming more erratic, the sound of his balls slapping against your ass echoing throughout the room.

“I won't deny that she’s warm, but it’s also because you’re extremely cold, big guy.” Bucky used his free hand to play with your nipples, circling the hardened nub with his claw “Gonna make pleasure and pain indistinguishable for you.” Buck snarled, dragging his claws across your rib cage as he rammed his dick down your throat. Your jaw ached and mild prickling from the tiny incisions made you clench around Steve. You felt so full, your brain growing hazy as a pleasurable heat spread across your lower back.You tried to close your legs around Steve as the tingling inside you grew “She’s close. Come for us, Puppy!” He demanded quickening his thrusts in an attempt to catch up to both you and Steve. Your eyes flickered upwards towards the mummy above you. His face was flushed, mouth wide open, tears in his eyes as his brutal pace continued—the sight was enough to send you over the edge.

The sounds of Steve and Bucky’s moans cut into white noise as the coil tightening within your lower abdomen finally snapped, making your eyes roll back into your head as your pussy tensed around Steve's pulsing dick. His fingers dug into your hips as he came with a violent thrust and a gravelly grunt. Your eyes burned as Bucky’s held your face flush against his pelvis as let all of his seed flow down your throat. Bucky slipped his cock out of your mouth, the ache within your jaw finally dissipated. Begrudgingly Steve weakened his hold on your hips, whining as he slowly pulled out of you. Groggily you lifted your wrist, reading your watch—it was almost eight in the morning. The team was going to be here soon. Shakily you got to your feet, searching for your shorts that Bucky had tossed. The Jackal grabbed your arm. “I need to go, the research team is going to be here soon.”

“Oh sweet little Puppy, you’re not leaving. You’re coming with us, back to the underworld.” Bucky cooed, you felt two large hands seize your throat and squeeze, constricting your throat in his murderous grip. You fought for air, kicking at Steve's legs with your feet as he lifted you off the ground with his strong beefy arms, even below the bandaged you could see the muscles in his arms tense and his veins bulging as he used all his strength to clutch your throat. Darkness bordered your vision as the air drained from your lungs; your floundering and thrashing became more violent, you could feel the adrenaline leaving your body that was slowly growing slack “Shhh, death isn’t scary. It’s fun. You’ll travel through Duat on Ra’s boat, consult with Oris, meet master Anubis and then we can spend eternity together in the stars. Sleep now, Puppy, and when you wake we’ll begin our journey, together.”

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Ari and reader with the prompt

“ we’re just friends making a baby together “

;)

Now posted is Helping Hand where Ari helps his best friend, Reader, with getting pregnant. Lots of fluff and caring slow sex that becomes needy towards the end.

Thanks for this request and your patience 💕

Playing hard to get 2 🐰🐺

Part 2 (The Restaurant)

Part 1 (The Diner)

Part 3 (Restrained)

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Pairing: Dark!Biker!Bucky x Reader

Warnings: slightly non con, oral (male receiving, hair pulling, forced Public sex, humiliation, knife play, slight threat of violence, cunnilingus, size difference, Beefy!Bucky (he’s 6,2), country bunny! Reader, city wolf! Bucky, marking, hickeys, cream pie, breeding mentions, praise, begging, Bucky’s metal arm, asphyxiation/choking

Nicknames: Bunny, Bun, Bitch, Mine

Word count: 3.6k

Back by popular demand. Thank you all for the support, ‘Playing hard to get’ is now my most popular fic. Hope you enjoy part 2 and you stick around for part 3, where Bunny’s revenge goes wrong.

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10 pm rolled around a lot quicker than you were expecting. It was 9:58 and you were frantically putting your heels on, adjusting your hair and dress in the mirror by your door. You’d consulted Natasha on the dress and she’d confirmed this blue dress was the best choice. Just as you grabbed your bag you heard the sound of a car pulling up, you glanced at the clock. 10 pm on the dot, you scoffed, punctual bitch. A firm rhythmic knock pulled you out of your thoughts, you dashed to the door and there he was, his hair and beard were neater than yesterday and he smelt divine. The scent of leather and bonfire still lingers, but they were overpowered by the musky scent of cognac, oak and jasmine. He was wearing a dark blue suit jacket, paired with a black dress shirt and slacks “You're wearing my favourite colour Bunny, nice choice, we match too. Here, flowers for my beautiful Bun.” He extended a bouquet of fresh irises, you relished in their scent.

“Are we really sticking with that nickname?” You huff

“Oh absolutely, my little bunny.” For the last part he bent down just enough to whisper it right next to your ear. His hot breath tickled you and reminded you of the other day, causing your whole face to burn in embarrassment.

“I’m gonna go put these in a vase, you can come in.” You stutter as you hurry over to the kitchen, searching your cabinets for a vase. Stupid, attractive Bucky you think pouting. You finally find the vase and you look up to see him wondering around your living room

“Very quaint. You like reading…and would you look at that.” He picks up a stuffed bunny from the couch, you want to crawl in a hole and die, you hadn’t put Mr Hops away after you’d finished your little fashion show, “The Bunny has a bunny, smells like you. What 's its name?” You turned away from his devious gaze, instead occupying yourself with arranging the flowers in the water “what did I tell you, Bunny, about answering me. I know it has a name, so tell me.”

“Mr Hops” you muttered quietly, you felt his bulky arms slink around your waist pulling you into his soft muscular torso, his warmth enveloped you. You notice the singular leather glove he wore on his left hand.

“What was that Bunny?”

You contemplated for a moment and then begrudgingly repeated yourself “Mr Hops.” You stated in a meek voice, he spun you around and kissed your forehead, resting his chin on top of your head as he rocked you side to side, he squeezed you tighter and you’re pushed further into his chest. You take a long breath in through your nose, trying to memorise the smell of him. You slowly inch your arms up and rest them on his back, rocking with him like you’re slow dancing.

“He’s cute, just like you. Now then let’s go, before we’re late to our reservation.” He let go and began walking towards the door, you held your face in your hands in embarrassment as your clit pulsated in response to his compliment, God he was ruining you before the night even began. Bucky peered back around the corner “you coming Bunny?” You stood as straight as a pin, his pink lips were pulled into a satisfied smile at this sight of you. Already a flustered, needy mess. You grabbed your bag off the counter and scuttled over to him, he held out his arm and your hooked yours through his.

“Such a gentleman.” You remarked sarcastically

“Always am Bunny, just play your cards right.”

The car ride over was mostly uneventful, aside from Bucky slipping one of his hands from the wheel to your thigh. You resisted the urge to unwrap his hand, but you just let him rub and squeeze at the soft flesh whilst he drove, every squeeze sent a pulse of heat across your back and caused your pussy to tingle, his hand was so close as he rubbed and stroked up and down your thigh, getting closer and closer to your clothed pussy, before returning to the flesh just above your knee. Now he was playing hard to get. Once you’d reached the restaurant he opened your door for you, interlocking your arm with his and leading you towards the entrance. As you approached people around you stared, discomfort on their face at the sight of Bucky. You took in the restaurant, it was extravagant, something you definitely couldn’t afford. Worry began to fester inside of you, Bucky squeezed your hand pulling you attention from the building and the people entering. The look in his stormy eyes juxtaposed the one he’d given yesterday, today they were serene, tender, almost comforting. His arm slipped from yours and instead wrapped around your waist pulling you close enough for him to plant a kiss on the side of your head “you look gorgeous Bunny, if anyone says anything about you I’ll rip their vocal cords out.” He muttered in a soothing tone. Pandora’s box was opened as soon as you decided to serve him and his gang, but why does the curse have to be so fucking hot you thought nuzzling you head into his side. As you both approached the line of people waiting at the front of house, the server who was about to lead a couple off saw Bucky and stopped in his tracks

Your head swivelled from side to side, you were confused, he’d walked you past all the seating and he was still walking. You reached a black velvet curtain, he pulled it open and pinned them back to reveal a private booth with cushioned black leather seats that circled around a centre table that had a floor length black table cloth, that’s when an idea hit you. The thought embarrassed you deeply, but you were going to get revenge for what he did to you, he embarrassed you at your job so you were going to embarrass him in front of all these upper class snobs “Your booth Mr Barnes.”

“Thank you. Ladies first.”

You were pulled out of your scheming by Bucky nudging you to sit down, you sat across from each other and the server left you with the menu. You skimmed the options, you paled. They were extortionately priced. “I can afford this.” Your shocked voice came out in a whisper, but he heard you.

“You’re not paying Bunny, I am. Pick whatever you want, only the best for my sweet little Bunny.” He cooed, his icy demeanour had melted once again. You shuffled in your seat, tucking your hair behind your ear nervously. He destroyed you, you didn’t know which side of him you liked more, his cold, demanding, dominant side or his sweet, teasing, reassuring side. Maybe having both was fine. “I’ll probably just have my usual.” He shrugged, closing the menu and laid it in front of him.

“You come here often?” You asked, taking a sip of the complimentary water.

“All the time when business needs to happen. You know, Bunny, I’m not just a Biker like Natasha warned you about.” He took your hand resting on the table into his, massaging the ring finger.

“You know Natasha?” You questioned, how could he possibly know Natasha you pondered. Maybe from the Diner, but the way he said it…it didn’t seem like that was the case. You were confused.

He dropped your hand and returned back to his menu “What do you think you’re going to get? I recommend the Sea Bass, but maybe since you're a bunny I’d recommend the mushroom risotto, it’s new but I’ve heard stellar reviews.” He avoided the question, you knew not to test your luck, his comment from earlier reverberated inside your skull ‘just play your cards right.’

“I’ll have the mushroom risotto then.” You said, your voice oozing with sarcastic sweetness.

“Great, I'll call the server over.” Now was your chance, you slipped under the table whilst he was turned away. He turned back “Bunny?” He called out clearly confused, you crawled to his side, peeking under the table cloth and began to undo the fly of his pants. Your eyes met and your hands froze, he looked like he was about to murder you right there and then. But he just shuffled closer so he’d be covered by the table cloth, you paused for a minute contemplating whether you wanted to do this or not. His calf nudged against your cheek, you took him out of his black boxers you took him into your mouth suckling at his bulbous tip before allowing him to slide down your throat. It had only been a day but you’d forgotten how large he was, you gagged slightly as you took him. You heard Bucky grunt in response, you collected some of the spit leaking down the rest of his length and gave him a few strokes before you brought your hand down to his balls, rubbing and squeezing them slightly they were heavy and full.

“I’ll just have my two of usual starters for us both and my usual for the main and she’ll have-” he coughed to cover his moan as you took the rest of him into your mouth “excuse me, she’ll have the mushroom risotto.”

“Great, and what would you like to drink?”

“A bottle of Château Mouton Rothschild.”

“Of course, will you be having desert?” The waiter continued on with his questioning and you slid yourself slowly back to his tip, circling it with your tongue before quickly swallowing him again

“We haven’t decided yet. That’s it for now.” His words came out bluntly as he gripped at the sides of the table

“Of course Mr Barnes.” You hear the familiar slide of menus gliding over each other and then the waiter walking away. Bucky’s hand comes under the table cloth and grips your hair slamming you down to the base of his cock, you gag again he lets out a husky groan. Your eyes eyes sting, your nose burns and tears roll down your cheek as he sits uncomfortable in your throat

“If you’re gonna pull this, then do it properly. My little Bunny bitch.” He mutters just loud enough for you to hear. He begins bobbing your head up and down, hitting the back of your throat repeatly causing you to gag, your throat squeezing him tighter and tighter each time. Spit leaked down you chin and pooled on the floor below you. You squeezed his ball tighter in an attempt to make him let up so you could breathe, but then one of his hands disappeared and re-emerged with a different knife than last night. Your eyes were trained on the silver glint of the knife, you watched him throw and catch it playfully. The knife came up to your face, he dragged the flat side against your cheek. The question of how many knives Bucky owned passed through your head briefly, before all of your attention was brought back to him. He began forcibly moving you again, but as he did his foot slipped between your thighs. He used the tip of his black derby shoe to rub against your clit, you moved your hips closer to him relishing in the heat that spread through your entire body as his shoe became wet with the slick leaking through your panties. You moaned around his cock, digging your nails into his meaty thighs as you felt pleasure building in your loins at the sound of Bucky’s grunts and groans. Suddenly, his hands that were nestled in your hair pulled you off him and dragged you out from underneath the table. He dried your tears and the mix of saliva and precum glistening on your chin with his napkin. “Food’s almost here. Go sit on your side.” You let out a small whine nuzzling your head under his arm.

“Was gonna cum Buck.” You purred as you slipped your hand to his thigh, rubbing right near where his cock stood tall. He tucked hismself back into his trousers, before seizing your face in his gloved hand

“You’re going to cum till you're sick of it. Now go to your side. I’m not asking.” He sneered, glaring into your dazed eyes. Your head was fuzzy and your pussy ached almost painfully, but nonetheless you reluctantly listened scooting across the leather seats back to your side of the table. You rested your head in your palms and stared at him longingly. Your food arrived and you ate in almost silence.

“How’s the food Bunny?” He asked meeting your intense stare as you chewed and swallowed.

“Good.” You stated Drly as you pushed around the remaining risotto, it was actually phenomenal. You’d never have anything so creamy before and the wine was great. But even that couldn’t satiate the hunger you had for him, you wanted to finish what you started, you wanted to cum on his shoe. You were drunk on his cock not the wine.

“Okay. That’s it. Come here.” You began to slip back under the table “No. Has the thought of my cock clouded your brain that badly? I told you to Come here.” He hissed, smacking his hand on the leather of the seat beside him. You shuffled over to him and he untied the velvet curtain, closing you both off from the rest of the restaurant.

“Bucky we can’t do that here. People will hear us.” You murmured, fumbling as you began to retreat. Bucky’s hand caught your bicep, dragging you back over to him with ease. He lifted you onto his lap like you weighed nothing and stared down at you, his eyes narrowed and pupils blown wide as caressed your waist and squeezed at your ass “I own this place. I can do whatever the fuck I want, Bunny, now be my good little pet and ride me. I want to feel your hot cunt clamp around my dick again whilst you beg me for my seed.” His deep voice rumbled as he began to thrust his hips up into yours, grinding his clothes erection against your already damp panties.

“You own this place?” You were in disbelief, that rugged biker who had instilled fear into everyone at your dinner, who fucked you against a wall owned this!? You couldn’t believe it. He had to be lying.

“I own half this fucking city. Now ride my cock. I know that needy little hole of yours has been waiting to be filled since I picked you up, so take what you want Bunny” He was dead serious as he leaned back in his seat. You felt so small in comparison to his large form that was splayed out in front of you. He released your hand and repeated your actions from earlier to free his length from its fabric restraints, it sprung free and rested against his clothes abdomen. You collected some of the precum and rubbed at the tip. Your pussy was aching, clenching around nothing. He was like nothing you’d ever taken before, he was big—a little too big— and he hit all of the right spots inside you. You pulled your panties to the side and slowly positioned your hips above him, you rubbed him through your silken folds and circled the tip against your puffy clit. The feeling of him sent waves of pleasure through you. You slowly lowered yourself down, his fat dick stretching your hole almost painfully. Setting your nerves on fire. Your hand clamped around his wide shoulders for support, your nails digging into the shoulder pads of his navy suit jacket as you took him further inside, you let out a gasp as his head glided past your g-spot. You looked down, you’d only taken half off him. You bit your lip trying to stifle your wails and moans, it felt like he was going to tear you in half.

His hands settled on your hips before he shoved you down, sheathing fully inside you. You threw your head forward, slamming into his shoulder and biting down on the textured fabric and raked your nails across his shoulder blades. You pounded your fists into his back as your vision blurred and scorching tears ran down your redden cheeks. He let you sit there and adjust, you emerged from his shoulder and he shushed you soothingly rubbing your tears away with his leather glove, it rubbed your skin. You slinked your fingers underneath the glove and pulled it off, tossing it on the table behind you. His hand was metal, a dark titanium colour with golden accents. He was shocked, a new emotion. You’d seen him angry and you’d seen him tender, now you’d seen him in utter shock.

You brought one of your hands to it, interlocking your fingers with the cool metal “It’s so beautiful.” You said softly, smiling as you skimmed your thumb against it

“You don’t think that.” He spat, pulling his hand away trying to reach for the glove. You grabbed his arm tugging it towards you bringing the exposed metal to your lips and pressing a kiss to it

“I do. I promise, I love it, Bucky. Don’t hide it from me please.” You peered up at him through your lashes, his eyes were no longer narrowed they were now relaxed “choke me with it whilst I ride you, please.” He nodded and hummed in approval, encompassing your throat with his metal hand, squeezing ever so slightly as you began to move your hips. The breathlessness accompanied with the throbbing of his dick made you keen as you used him to move yourself faster.

He grunted as he matched your pace slamming his hips up into you so his dick brushed your cervix, he leaned forward sucking on the shell of your ear and running the thin skin through his teeth “Such a good, horny little bunny so eager to be filled.” He released your neck, you gasped for air as he took control. Hooking both of his hands underneath your knees, bring the all the the way against your chest and leaning you back against the table as he claimed you

“Feels so good B-Bucky.” You whined as he paused, grinding his pelvis into your clit, before continuing his thrusts aiming right for your sweet spot. You attached your mouth to his neck sucking at the hot skin leaving hickeys and muffling your wanton cries as he filled you so perfectly “I wanted to have your babies. Want to be your bunny.” You cried as another wave of heat rushed over your entire body, adding to the growing fiery ache in your womb.

“You already Mine, Bunny. But let’s make sure everyone that looks at you can see that you’re mine, see your swollen stomach filled with my cum and know that I’ve claimed you. That you belong to me. That I will never let you go.” You came around his cock clamping around him like a vice, your eyes rolling into the back of your head and your nails clawing at him as he continued to pound into you, his rhythm becoming sloppy as he reached his climax. His lips locked with yours in a ferocious kiss, his tongue tying with yours as he came with a growl. You sobbed out whines as he pressed his face closer into yours devouring your lips, his beard chafing against your face. He shuffled backwards, leaning back against the cushioned booth allowing you to rest your head on his chest. You revealed in the thumping of his heart as you drooled on his shirt, your fingers rubbing the scratchy hair on the back of his neck mindlessly babbling thank yous as he rubbed your back.

The curtain was pulled aside slightly, allowing for the brighter lights of the main restaurant to flood in, you turned your head the other way in an attempt to preserve the little dignity you still had. “Would you like dessert Mr Barnes?” The waiter inquired, before glancing at the situation he’d walked into. He let out an astonished gasp

“I’ve got desert right here.” Bucky responded slyly, allowing his lips to draw into a smirk, squeezing your thigh, hard enough to leave a bruise “leave so I can eat.” He barked.

Without a word the server scurried off, Bucky hoisted you off his lap and sat you on the table before hunching down to lick the mix of your juices that was leaking out of your throbbing cunt. You moaned as he lapped at you juices and sucked on your clit, before he moved back down to your clenching hole “look at you Bunny, clenching on nothing. You miss my dick that badly?” He glanced up at you through his lashes, you nodded vigorously, he slapped you clit harshly with his metal hand “Speak.”

“Yes Bucky! Please I want you inside me, I want you to breed me again and again.” You whined desperately, caressing your breasts and shuffling closer to him.

“Let’s go home, then we’ll keep going. It’s getting late and I want to ruin you completely, I’m gonna fill you with cum till you look pregnant Bunny.” You let out another whine in protest “My Home. Come on. Or would you rather I carry you through the restaurant, and let everyone see how messy I’ve made you, how desperate you are to be speared on my cock.” You shook your head and began to straighten out your dress “oh and before we go, close your eyes and open your hands.” You did as he said, he placed something into them and closed them around it “ you can open them.” your mouth hung open. It was your pink panties.

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To come back from doing university stuff to see this was so heartwarming, thank you all so so so much. There’s so many more fics to come, as you can see from the double digit number of drafts I have 🫣

Thank you for everything, I can’t wait to write more for all you lovelies 🎉

It starts tomorrow 🎃 🦇

I’ll see you all in Monstertober

Welcome to

Monstertober

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It’s everyone’s favourite time of the year, Halloween season which means monster fucking time

This year I’ll be participating in Monstertober, but my own version that’s more spaced out so I have time to do what I need to do and get this out for you guys.

Everything in this series is Dark!, no fluff, gentleness or consent in sight. As as result of this READ THESE AT YOUR OWN RISK YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR THE MEDIA YOU CONSUME. My blog is 18+ you have been warned.

Most of these fics constitute as: Dead Dove: Do Not Eat

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Tag list 🎀

The Lineup:

🎃Day 1 - 1st October

Werewolf!Bucky Barnes x Reader

🎃Day 2 - 5th October

Orc! Bucky Barnes

🎃Day 3 - 12th October

Headless horseman! Bucky x Reader

🎃Day 4- 16th October

Vampire!Bucky Barnes

🎃Day 5 - 19th October

Mummy!Steve Rogers

🎃Day 6 - 26th October

Swamp monster!/Siren!Bucky Barnes

🎃Day 7 - 30th October

Occultist Stucky! x Reader

🎃Day 8 - 31st October

Incubus!Bucky Barnes

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Monstertober

Bucky Barnes

One shots:

One more Night - Coming soon ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥💝

It’s written in the stars, you belong to me 💫 (Dark!Soulmate!Bucky)- Coming soon 🖤❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥

Smile for the Camera (stepbrother! Bucky Barnes x Reader x stepbrother! Steve Rogers) - Coming soon ❤️‍🔥🖤

Meeting prep (Department manager! Bucky Barnes X Department Deputy! Steve Rogers X Department manager!Reader) - Coming soon ❤️‍🔥

Drabbles:

Dark!Bucky x Reader: Choking 🖤❤️‍🔥

Beefy!Bucky x Reader: Shower ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹

Series:

Playing Hard to get (Dark!Biker!City wolf!Bucky x Country Bunny!Reader):

Part 1 -❤️‍🔥💝

Part 2 - ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹💝

Part 3 - ❤️‍🔥💝

PHTG Master list

One stop Off of heaven (Dark!Bucky x Reader x Soft!Ari Levinson) or (Soft Dom!Bucky x Reader):

I wanna be Yours

Part 1 - ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥💝

Part 2 -Coming soon

My Girl

Part 1 -Coming soon

Part 2 -Coming soon

OSOOH Masterlist

Holometabolous metamorphosis (Dark!Mafia!Biker!Bucky x innocent!reader) part 1🖤🖤🖤❤️‍🩹

Thanatosis (Dark!Mafia!Biker!Bucky x innocent!reader) part 2 🖤🖤🖤🖤❤️‍🩹💝

Now and Forever (Dark!Bucky x Reader) - Coming soon 🖤❤️‍🔥

Steve Rogers

One shots:

Beg me for it (Virgin!Steve Rogers x Reader) ❤️‍🔥💝

Smile for the Camera (stepbrother! Bucky Barnes x Reader x stepbrother! Steve Rogers) - Coming soon ❤️‍🔥🖤

Meeting prep (Department manager! Bucky Barnes X Department Deputy! Steve Rogers X Department manager!Reader) - Coming soon ❤️‍🔥

Lamplight 🕯(Army Captain! Steve Rogers x Soldier! Reader) - coming soon ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥💝🖤 (putting you through every emotion)

Drabbles:

Coming soon

Series:

Distracting Daddy:

Part 1-Daddy!Steve Rogers x Reader ❤️‍🔥💝

Part 2- coming soon

A case as cold as winter (Lieutenant Detective!Steve Rogers x Detective!Reader) - Coming soon ❤️‍🔥🖤❤️‍🩹

Ari Levinson

One shots:

I’ll wait, Angel (Boyfriend!Ari x Virgin!Reader)❤️‍🔥💝

Helping Hand (Bestfriend!Ari x Reader) 💝❤️‍🔥

Drabbles:

Daddy!Ari x Naive!Reader: Thigh grinding❤️‍🔥🖤

Series:

Coming soon

Ransom Drysdale

One shots:

Never stop chasing me ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥💝

Drabbles:

Coming soon

Series:

Coming soon

Llyod Hansen

One shot:

Coming soon

Drabble:

Coming soon

Series:

Hell’s waiting room (serial killer!Lloyd Hansen x Detective!Reader) - Coming soon 🖤❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥

Curtis Everett

One shots:

Coming soon

Drabbles:

Coming soon

Series:

Coming soon

Steve Kemp

One shots:

Coming soon

Drabbles:

Steve x Reader Drabble: Marking ❤️‍🔥🖤

Series:

Coming soon

Loki Laufeyson

One shots:

Coming soon

Drabbles:

Coming soon

Series:

Coming soon

My first time on a rec fic list! To be put next to so many amazing writers is actually making my heart race ily 🫣

- 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐒 / 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐

𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫/ 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧/ 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐢’𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫. 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠.

𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐠!!!

𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐫𝐞𝐜 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 • 𝟗𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐

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𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 ➵ @bucky-barnes-diaries

𝘚𝘛𝘌𝘝𝘌 𝘙𝘖𝘎𝘌𝘙𝘚

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𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐥𝐲𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐦 ➵ @hansensgirl

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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 ➵ @//jsrblue

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𝘌𝘋𝘋𝘐𝘌 𝘔𝘜𝘕𝘚𝘖𝘕

𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 ➵ @coveredinsweetpea

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𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 ➵ @inklore

𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞, 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞, 𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞 ➵ @littlest-dark-age

𝐢’𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ➵ @//mypoisonedvine

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 ➵ @barnes-n-nobles

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- 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐒

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𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲-𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬-𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ➵ @//bucky-barnes-diaries

𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐧 ➵ @stuckybarton

𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬 ➵ @sunshinebuckybarnes

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𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟 ➵ @mostlymarvelsstuff

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𝐩𝐬 • 𝘪 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘱𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘪 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵.

𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘣𝘰𝘹 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘺. 𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪’𝘮 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘳𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 :)

Little update!

Everything has been resolved! At least from my perspective, I’m fine with their explanation which you can read here.

As long as it’s for personal use and not to be passed off as own work I’m fine with people downloading my fics. I just want everyone to enjoy themselves whilst reading; I know how annoying it can be if your favourite fic is deleted, so I understand the sentiment of wanting to maintain its longevity.

Regardless, I’m still thankful for being notified about the situation (specifically big thanks to @darsynia you are an actual angel Istg) and I love how our community supports each other 💕

Ummmm excuse me?????

This poster is NOT me.

I posted this fic here on 2/21/23.

How fucking dare you take a piece of my hard work and post it as yours. Whoever did this has some major fucking balls to post the exact piece in the Matt/Reader genre I look at every day.

Fuck you. I've already reported to ao3. My guess is the rest the fics posted aren't yours either.

Write your own work instead of stealing from others.

Seriously, go fuck yourself.

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Santa Claus is coming to town 🎅🏻🎄

Pairing: Ari Levinson x Reader

Warnings: p in v, vibrator, allusions to breeding, squirting, overstimulation, kind of ddlg dynamic

Nicknames: Doe, Doe eyes, Little one, Good girl, Santa

Word count: 3.1k

A/N: Hope everyone had a lovely Christmas or if you don’t celebrate I hope you’ve just had a nice December.

༻𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐓𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭༺

A distant rustling woke you from your slumber and groggily you turned over, swiping your hands across the tepid mattress searching for the bulky warmth that was your boyfriend, Ari, but no matter how far you reached you couldn’t feel him. His side of the bed was noticeably vacant of his large bear-like form.

Finally you opened your eyes, confirming what you had been feeling. Ari’s side of the bed was empty; warm, but empty. Squinting your eyes you cast your gaze over to your bedside table, moving aside the tiny Christmas tree to see the bright digital clock displaying that it was almost 1 am and was now officially Christmas.

Slowly you peeled the hefty, comfy quilt off of you, slipped on your reindeer slippers that matched Ari’s and shuffled in darkness towards the bedroom door. Creaking it open cautiously, the warm, yellowish light of the hallway poured into the dark room bedroom and temporarily blinded you. When your eyes finally adjusted to the brightness you peaked your head out of the door, swivelling it to search for Ari. Then you heard the rustling again coming from the living room and it clicked. Ari was putting out the presents, he had told you the day before that he wasn’t going to put the presents out because he knew you’d snoop “I wasn’t born yesterday, Sugar. I know if I put those presents out and leave the room you’ll be shaking them up and down and trying to peek at what Santa got you. You have to be patient, or you’ll get put on the naughty list and I have no problem replacing all the gifts with coal.” You stepped back into the bedroom standing there in the darkness staring at the vacant bed, you knew you should probably go back to sleep, but you knew without Ari there the possibility of going back to sleep now was zero to none. You’d be tossing and turning until he climbed back into bed an curiosity of what all the presents looked like under the tree was making you even more impatient. You grabbed one of your teddy bears from the bed, tucking it under your arm and fiddling with the soft fur of the paw, if you were going to get told off by Ari for being up so late, you were going to need moral support.

Stepping out into the hallway, you stood in place for a moment listening. You could hear the low timbre of Ari’s voice as he hummed Christmas songs. You avoided all the creaking floor boards while you tiptoed over to the living room; peering round the corner you saw your six foot four boyfriend in a tight Santa suit, his muscular arms tensed as he held a stack of presents, placing them neatly under the tree. You unconsciously let out a small giggle at the sight before you, and that’s when you knew you were absolutely caught. You dropped your bear as you covered you mouth, Ari span around on the ball of his heel. His brows were furrowed, eyes dark and his plump, pink lips were turned down in a frown “You’re not meant to be up right now, little Doe” His was low, he didn’t sound genuinely angry and the small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth was a dead giveaway that he had absolutely expected for you to wake up and find him like this. But you decided to play along, after all you were tired and you did truly just want to find Ari so he could gently rock you, stroke your hair and hum you to sleep.

“I heard a noise; you weren’t in bed so I wanted to come investigate.” You mumbled, turning your gaze downward in an attempt to calm how heated your cheeks were getting just from looking into Ari’s eyes. You crouched down picking up your teddy, holding it tightly to your chest as you played with a lock of your hair.

“I think someone was just being a bad girl and was trying to catch a glimpse of Santa Claus.”

“Just missed you, Ari, promise.” You pouted, shuffling over to him hugging him tight, burying your face into his tight Santa costume; breathing in his scent, he smelt of warm vanilla, sugar cookies and bourbon. The smell of him just made you nuzzle against him more, he smelt so delicious and felt so warm, it was making your head go all fuzzy. You could feel the warmth of your cheeks slowly finding its way between your legs, making your pussy tingle as you grew more desperate for friction.

“I don’t think you’re telling the full truth, Doe eyes, is someone getting all hot down there.” One of Ari’s hands that was wrapped around your waist slipped down between your legs and began rubbing your wet slit through your panties. “You’re so wet already. You know, you can try to lie to me, but your body always tells me the truth. And it’s telling me that someone wants to have some fun with Santa that would not land them on the Nice list.” He taunted in a velvety tone.

“But I’ve been good all year, Daddy.” You murmured, looking up at him with your best puppy eyes as you squeezed him.

He rolled his eyes at your attempts “I can’t attest to that, Doe. You’ve been pretty naughty and you’re gonna have to make up for snooping, little one, or Santa might just have to take all the presents back and replace it with coal.” Ari released you walking over to the rocking chair next to the fireplace and plopping down on it. He clapped his hands on his thighs “Come take a seat on Santa’s lap, then we'll see about getting you put back on the Nice list.” Hesitantly you began to go towards Ari, his dark, stormy eyes watching your every move a you made your way to him. He shuffled forward, taking hold of your hips and lifting you up on to his lap so that your feet were dangling. “The cookies you made were great, no wonder you wouldn’t let me try them when they first came out of the oven I would have eaten them all there and then. They went great with the milk, although I did add my own little twist.” Ari let out. Low chuckle, reaching up towards the mantel to retrieve the engraved flask you had gifted him for his birthday last year. He unscrewed the cap slowly, letting you watch the tendons and veins move under the rough skin of his knuckles as he opened it, taking a long swig “I’d give you some, but Bourbon isn’t for little ones like you. Sorry, doe.” He drank the remaining contents of the flask, you were entranced by his Adams apple bobbing up and down in his throat as he drank, it was almost hypnotising. He dropped the now empty flask on the floor. Ari’s large hands took hold of your hips, repositioning you so his thigh was slowed in between your legs. He lifted up his T-shirt that you were wearing and pulled at the band of your panties “You won’t be needing these” You moved to take your panties off; he pushed your hand away and tore through the fabric “Perfect, easy access.”

“I could have just taken them off, you can’t keep ding this every time; at this rate I’ll have no panties left.”

“Good Then I can have you walking around the house always ready for me.” He brushed aside some of your hair, pressing his scratchy beard against the shell of your ear, making you squirm on his thigh “Always dripping, ready to be filled by me.” His hot breath fanned against your face, he smelt of alcohol but you felt like the one intoxicated—intoxicated by his words, his scent, how he manhandled you like you weighed nothing to him. He stroked his hand up your sides, massaging your breast briefly before returning them to their place at your hip and he began moving you up and down his thick, muscular thigh. Holding you still occasionally to grind your clit against him, watching you with lust blown eyes as you bite down on your bottom lip to conceal your moans “I want to hear you, show me how good I’m making you feel.” A strained moan escaped your lips. Ari began to Bounce the thigh you were sitting on to encourage you to move faster “That’s a good girl, keep grinding on Santa’s lap. I can feel you slick making my trousers all damp.” He could feel his dick pressing against his boxers, begging to be freed. He could only hold on for so much longer with you above him crying out for him so prettily. Then he stopped your squirming, your eyes flying open in surprise.

“Why’d you stop? Wanna keep going, so close.” You whined, tears of pleasure rolling down your cheeks as you pushed down on his shoulders to try and move, but you couldn’t overcome his strong grip at your waist.

“Go get the pink present from under the tree. I’ll let you open it early. Only that one though, no other one’s.” As you slipped down from his lap your legs were still shaking as you came down from the high from your almost orgasm. Ari grabbed your arm pulling you up, just before you fell to the floor, and quickly switched to hold you in place with two firm hands on your hips “I got ya, Doe. My little one can’t even walk because of the pleasure I just gave her. Do you want some help going to get the present?”

“I got it, Santa.” Replied in a sing song voice

“Good girl, go on.” He gave your ass a gentle swatt as you stumbled towards the tree. You bent over as searched through the presents makin sure your dripping pussy was on display for him and then you finally found a small present wrapped in sparkly, pink, festive wrapping paper. You held it up to him, searching for approval and he gave a small nod “That’s the one, bring it over. You're gonna sit on my lap as you open it.” You did just as he said, wandering back over to him and clambering into his lap. He took a handful of your ass, giving it a squeeze. You looked to him for permission before opening it. “Well, open it.” He ushered. You beamed at him as you began to tear the pink paper to reveal a golden box, you opened the top and sat inside was a pink bullet vibrator on a pile of tissue paper “I thought it was time I got you a new one; it’s more colourful than the boring black one you have and this one has way more speeds with Bluetooth connection.” He took it from the box, pinching it between two of his fingers, and pulled out his phone tapping at it to make the vibrator spring to life “Are you ready?” He questioned, you nodded taking ahold of his shoulder to steady yourself. You squeak out a high mewl as he presses the vibe firm against your clit, before bringing it down; slipping it between your pussy lips, teasing you, watching as you nibble on your lip in anticipation for the blissful heat of to return to your clit. Ari let’s a satisfied smile stretch across his lips, before he drags it back over to your clit making you rock your hips greedily trying to chase the pleasurable sensation sprouting in your tummy. the vibration gets higher, the buzzing gets louder, the pleasure gets heightened as he plays with the setting on his phone. A satisfied grin spreading across his lips “Never in my life have I made such a worthwhile purchase. I’m so glad you’re enjoying yourself.” He began to suck on the shell of your ear, chortling briefly as he changed the pattern and speed once again as the vibration from the vibe at your clit gets stronger your whines become more broken and desperate.

“How about we go to the finally setting, so you can really test your present out.” Ari cranked up the vibration one finally time to the max setting. You began writhing on his lap, crying out and bucking your hips with wild abandon to chase the pleasure that’s building inside of you as he presses the vibrator just right against your sensitive pearl.

Then he removed it from your clit, stealing your orgasm from you just as you rested on the precipice. Ari slid the vibe into you, guiding it with his fingers to place it directly against the spongy sweet spot inside, the vibration against your inner walls “I’ll be the one to finish you off.”

“Is someone- ah! Getting jealous?” You manage to piece the words together in spite of the ecstatic y clouding your thoughts.

“Never. I know I can destroy you, even without the help of our little friend inside of you. You know it as well, or will I have to re teach you after this?” His voice grew lower, nearing a growl. He meant it as a warning, you knew that, but you knew considering the season he’d let you off. Just this once.

“Maybe later.” You quip, digging you nails into his clothed shoulders for support as you moved in time with his pistoning fingers. He pressed his large thumb to your clit drawing tight circles, adding fuel to the already blazing fire inside of you.

“I want you to cum.” He slipped the vibe out and pressed it to your clit once more and the strong thrumming electricity was all you needed to have you throwing you head back and screaming his name as your orgasm washed over you like a wave at high tide.

“More. Want more.” You cried pressing your chest against against Ari’s leeching the heat radiating off of him.

“I’m gonna give you more, my greedy little doe.” Ari pulled off his T-shirt from your body and threw it onto the couch. He cupped your breast with his hands, pinching your nipples with one hand and taking your other in his mouth; sucking it, circling the hardened nub with tongue. You trailed your hands from his shoulders up to his head and buried your fingers.

“Ari! Please, I want you inside of me!”

“Your wish is my command.” Ari slides his cock threw your folds briefly and then slipped inside. You whimpered at the pleasurable burn of Ari stretching you open, filling you so completely. His pace started slow, but he quickly began thrusting much faster and rougher. You rolled your hips into his thrusts trying to keep in time with the pace Ari setting as he circled your clit with the pink vibe. He slowed pulling out slowly before slamming back inside making a surprised high pitch yelp escape your lips. Ari’s hips stilled “Tell me how good I’m making you feel or I won’t keep moving.”

“Please. It feels so good! You’re the only one who can make me feel this way.” You keened, trying your hardest to focus on him and not let your eyes roll back.

“Good girl.” He rasped, angling his hips to hit the sweet spot directly inside of you.

You choke on your words, hands gripping hard on to the costume, clenching large fistfuls of the fabric as you cry out his name, then the warm and familiar sensation of orgasm blooms across your abdomen reaching an impossible high, you were going to come again, but this time was different you could feel a foreign pressure building in your abdomen “Ari!”

“Let it go. Come for me. I’m so close, just need your tight walls milking my cock one last time to get me there.” He groaned

“I’m gonna- gonna ahhh!” Ari’s low, husky timbre brought you to climax, but as you let go letting the pleasure bulldoze over you felt a hot liquid spray out of you, dripping down on to Ari’s thighs.

“Fuckkk you squirted all over me. You’re so fucking sexy.” He finally removed the vibrator, dropping it to the floor and grabbing your hips with both hands as he pulled you down onto his cock with newfound vigour “Is that what I do to you? Make you all fucking messy? God I’m gonna come, gonna stuff you full of me. We might even have a little Christmas miracle from this. You’d like that.” Ari’s groans melted into desperate moans as he rutted into you releasing inside of you. He paused before he bucked his hips a few times to offset the quivering of his legs from his high.

“Felt good.” You purred, leaning against his chest and fiddling with his beard. Ari lifted you up and you felt all of his seed begin to leak out of you as he placed you back on his knee.

“Here, I left one cookie for you and there’s still some milk, there’s no bourbon in it.” Ari held the cookie out to you and you took a bite, he then pressed the cup of milk to your lips and you held on to his arm as you drank the milk using it to wash down the cookie.

“They still taste pretty good, but they do go better with hot chocolate.”

“That would be too much sugar right now, little one.” He cooed, placing the cookie and milk back down on the table so he could cradle you closer to his chest. You listened to the calming, thumping rhythm of his heart as he pushed slightly rocking the rocking chair gently, whilst stroking your hair “You did so good, little Doe. I think I can officially put you back on the nice list.” His voice was just above a whisper—soothing, calm and only a tad sarcastic. But he was trying his best not to diminish the tiredness that was slowly building inside of you.

“Does that mean I can open my presents?” You laughed, fighting the urge to close your eyes and fall asleep in his protective, comforting embrace.

“Don’t be cheeky, it’s not time for that yet. You still need to get the rest of your beauty sleep, I’m surprised you have any energy after all that.”

You let out a small yawn, shuffling to be able to lean your head against Ari’s broad shoulder “Got lots of energy.” You protested, pouting slightly.

“That cute little yawn you just let out would say otherwise. Come on, Doe, it’s time for bed. Oh, and Merry Christmas.”

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