When he teases you for hours… your wrists bound to the bedpost, aching to touch him… his big hands alternating between squeezing your flesh so tight it bruises and brushing his fingertips over your sides so gently it tickles...both of those things make you whine and writhe beneath him just the same...and he loves it... "You look so pretty, angel"... an endless stream of babbling is pouring from your lips...begging and pleading for him to touch you... to let you touch him...he just chuckles down at you... "I am touching you, baby..." he is cruel and relentless… he pumps his dick in front of you...groaning at the sight before him... occasionally brushing the tip through your dripping folds... and every time you think he’s gonna finally stop his torture and give you what you need, he just looks at you with a devilish smirk because he knows how much you love it when he pushes you just a little bit too far...and when he finally does just that...when your lip starts to tremble and the tears finally start pouring down your face... "oh, baby...C'mere..." he releases your wrists, grinning when you cling onto him immediately as you sob into his neck... "shhh baby...I gotchu...did so good for me...my good girl, hmm? My perfect angel...all mine..." he holds you tightly, finally...finally sliding his throbbing cock inside of you... he fucks into you slowly, gently...as he kisses away all your tears...

Sometimes I just wanna be in love with someone and I want them to be in love with me too...

I wanna call them when I feel alone and snuggle with them when I’m cold and I wanna have stupid fights and sweet make ups and grand romantic gestures and silly pictures in my phone…

I wanna get texts…so many texts and I wanna lay on the couch on rainy Sundays just watching old movies and having slow sex and I wanna cook together and give them the veggies I don’t eat…

I wanna miss them when they’re not around and I wanna trust them like I’ve never trusted anyone before…

Sometimes I just wanna feel loved.

I recently hit 1K (thank you guys again, I love you all xoxo) and I had no idea how to celebrate...

Today I finally got an idea :)) I'm making a little rec list of some of my favorite fics I've read on here over the years, to share them with you guys <3

Please remember that liking and REBLOGGING (!!!!!) is super duper important!

Tight Spaces by @peyton-warren

Into The Storm by @peyton-warren

A Dash of Cinnamon by @peyton-warren

Sanctuary of Hope by @peyton-warren

Pride by @thornsnvultures

Trouble Maker by @thanksbutno98

Beautiful Destinations by @thelastsock

A Flower in The Desert (series) by @ashbrat488

A/N: feel free to tag your favourite writers or send me fic recs babes 🫶🏻💕✨

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Him groaning “tell me you love me” in my ear while pounding me into oblivion >>>

Forget “do you cum yourself to my posts?” or “do you masturbate to my pics” I WANNA KNOW WHO TOUCHES THEMSELVES WHILE READING MY FICS

Okay, real talk.

I’m not feeling too good. I’m overwhelmed and overstimulated for what feels like all of the time. My anxiety has been getting worse again and I’m considering going back on antidepressants.

I wish I was better at life. I feel like I just can’t keep up. It’s November first and I’ve barely gotten through half of my kinktober list. I have multiple requests I PROMISED to write. It's been ages since I released a new part of my Captain Sy series. I feel like such a failure.

I barely slept last night because of constant anxiety attacks. This morning I woke up and I saw I hit 1k followers.

I wish I could do a proper celebration. I want to. I really do. But I just don’t know what to do. I can’t explain how much this blog means to me and how much I appreciate every single one of you. Feel free to send me your thoughts, ideas, drabbles, prompts, or things you've written.

Thank you so much for 1k.

I love you guys <3.

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In desperate need of warmth and affection.

I know im behind on kinktober I KNOW. Im really trying to get my shit together you guys. :((

Movie night

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Natasha Romanoff x male reader

Summary: The boys catch their girl getting an early start on movie night and it makes the night take an interesting turn.

Content Warnings: Threesome, smut, dom/sub dynamics, watching porn, squirting, P/V sex, mentions of anal

A/N: I'm genuinely ashamed at how long this took me to write... thank you @hauntedkittenfun for the request and the incredible patience lol

Word Count: 2800+

You were out with Steve, walking around the grocery store looking for snacks. Tonight was movie night. It was a tradition Steve and Natasha had for years and when you joined the Avengers, it didn't take long before they invited you to join. The three of you were basically inseparable. Always goofing around together, flirting and teasing.

'Found it! Steve chirped, dropping two big bags of popcorn in the shopping cart you were pushing.

'Great, I think that's about it' you said, scanning the cart to make sure you had everything.

The both of you loaded your shopping bags in the car and drove back to the compound.

You glanced over at Steve who was sitting in the passenger seat, looking all pretty.

'Hey, eyes on the road,' he joked

'Aye aye, captain,' you grinned back

Something about you being Bucky’s first after the WS…

Meeting him when you join the Avengers. Sneaking into eachothers room at the compound. Helping him figure out what he liked. What you like…

Stolen kisses and sneaky touches. Telling him it’s okay to he rougher. Telling him it’s okay if he doesn’t wanna be rougher. Making him cum for the first time in over seven decades…

Running your hands through his hair and over his back when you orgasm together for the first time. Kissing his flushed cheeks and tracing your fingers over his scars. Wiping stray tears from his cheeks and letting out watery giggles…

Admitting you’ve never loved anyone the way you love him. Promising him you will never leave. Telling him he’s your home. Your forever…

Sometimes I just crave slow, soft, gentle… nothing extra, nothing special, no spanking, no choking, no slapping or teasing, no games…

Just you and me...

Soft kisses and loving smile’s….sweet words while we just feel each other…

Your hands gently touching everywhere they can reach…fingertips tracing goosebumps up my skin…you whispering my name as I whisper yours…

I love you so much…