01 Sep 2016
Unemployed artist Steve takes a job managing the worst coffee shop in Brooklyn, where the floors are greasy, the coffee beans have expired, the espresso machine’s been sabotaged, and the owners might be Russian Mafia. But the job comes with a few perks, like a generous paycheck, reasonable hours, and one super-hot customer whom Steve can’t resist having dirty, filthy, bad-idea sex with in the bathroom.
Steve is pretty sure this job is going to kill him. But what a way to go....
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05 Jul 2018
“Well, see I have a problem, Captain,” Bucky said. “I’m feeling a little… patriotic right now.”
Steve smirked. “Only a little?”
“Well, my… flag pole is only at half-mast,” Bucky said.
“We can’t have that, can we?”
“And there’s a national icon naked in my bed,” Bucky continued. He reached down with his metal hand to palm his cock through his jeans. “You might know him. Big, blond, gorgeous baby blue eyes, nice smile, huge dick.”
Steve hummed. “Sounds like a keeper,” he said lowly. “So what’s your question, soldier?”
“Why isn’t he inside me right fucking now?” Bucky asked. “I have a… patriotic duty to perform for the Captain’s birthday.”
“Hmm, I don’t know, but I got one for you,” Steve replied. “Why are you still wearing clothes?”
“Just waiting for the Captain’s orders, sir,” Bucky said dutifully.
Or, why Steve hates being called "Captain" by everyone. Except Bucky.
Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Captain America - All Media Types, Marvel, Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types
24 Jul 2018
A series in which Steve dishes out some stuff and Bucky just takes it.
Kind of follows a story, just don't look too hard for continuity; you won't find any.
Sometimes self-exploration, but most the time just trash.
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types
17 Sep 2018
Bucky’s heart pounded as he entered the den. He knew he was fresh meat, people would practically smell it on him, but he had to come, the consequences of another night drowning in his own thoughts were too dire, and dammit the heat that pulsed through the place, the moans and echoes made Bucky’s blood boil. Fingers itching to do, to be used, even to fucking watch, he clenched them and took a breath. ‘First time. Better just watch’ he thought. He knew the club was separated into different sections: water play, latex, blood play, bondage with rigging, bondage sans rigging, fire play, role play…. The list went on.
Or that one time Bucky goes to an upscale BDSM club, meets the co owner, gets fucked senseless, and falls madly in love.