Lights Out || Poe Dameron X ReaderOne Shot || (High School AU)

Lights Out || Poe Dameron x Reader One Shot || (High School AU)

Summary: You're girlfriend of Poe Dameron. He fools you that he needs some help with learning. Soon, it turns out that he lied only to spend some time with you. How the things will end?

Warnings: none

Words: 2020

Author: Cass

A/N: This fic was written for @justsomewritingprompts ‘ s writing challenge. I had: Scenarios: 15 Study Date || Quote: 14. “Sweetheart, I cannot even begin to tell you how much you mean to me” || items: 11. Candles

"Finally." You muttered to yourself as you heard knocking on the door. Poe was supposed to be here half an hour ago to study with you but somehow he was late this time.

You quickly jogged to the door and opened them with a smile on your lips. It was no one else but Poe indeed, but you blinked surprised when you saw a puppy in his arms. "What BB is doing here...?" You asked and looked at your boyfriend.

With a huge grin on his lips, Poe leant towards you to place a little kiss to your cheek. "I didn't know when I'll be back, so I took him with me. I didn't want him to sit in my room alone, you know," he explained clearly, smile never left his face. "So, you're ready? Because I am," he laughed shortly, entering your room and putting corgi down on the floor. "Where we will start? Do you have some plans?"

You giggled when puppy ran to you, you gently pet its head and looked at Poe. "I told you yesterday that I will be ready, and you have to tell me what's your problem," you reminded him as you sat on your bed, puppy immediately joined you. "So? What subject gives great Poe Dameron such a big trouble that he needs his girlfriend to help him?” You asked, looking at him. 

"Trigonometry," he said simply, spreading his arms in helplessness. "It's about trigonometry, Y/N."

Young man approched your bed and took a seat next to you. He petted his puppy, sighing. "If you won't help me, I'll fail last exam. And it'll mean I won't get scholarship for next semester," he explained simply.

You blinked even more surprised than moment ago when you saw BB. "Uhm, really? I have seen you during the classes, it didn't look like you have a problem with trigonometry but okay. I am sure you know the best what kind of help you need. I will go get my books."

After a short moment, you returned to him with two thick handbooks. "Okay, this should be an enough help for you. You should be happy that my parents and brother are away, we will have peace and quiet to learn," you summed up, sitting back on your previous place.

Poe took books from you and opened one of them lazily. He read one of the pages for a little while, then looked back at you. "Okay. But please, explain me how shall I be solving this quadratic equation, hmm?" Poe asked.

You picked up a big notebook that you were always using during the classes. "Okay, so come closer and I will try my best to explain you everything, and next time pay more attention during classes, don't goof around with your pals, okay?" You kissed his cheek with a smile. "Okay, let's start."

Then you started to explaining him every little detail in every step of solving the mathematical problem that he should make. You enjoyed this, not only a fact that you were helping him but also the fact that he was so close. His chest pressed against your back and his head on your shoulder made you feel relaxed and calm.

Poe was pretending that he was listening to your words. Truth was, however, that after a short while he started falling asleep. He felt this blackness came over him. Like a blanket, but not a blanket of warmth but a blanket of coldness making Poe shiver slightly. But somehow it's making his eyes felt heavier and heavier. He finally closed his eyes, nuzzling more to your shoulder, his arm wrapped around your waist.

You were deep in your thoughts, explaining him everything. You really wanted to help him, because he was your boyfriend. "... then you need to move this here, and sum this numbers here, and you will get what you need, do you understand?"

You waited for a little but received no answer. "Poe?" You looked on your shoulder with a corner of your eye, and couldn't believe the view. "Poe Dameron, are you serious right now?!" You raised your voice, growling slightly at the young man.

The anger was building in you, how could he be sleeping when you were trying to help him?!

Poe opened his eyes lazily, yawning. "What? Uhm, no, no, I meant yes, sum stuff," he mumbled and kissed your cheek. "To be honest, I know what are you talking about. Truth is," he yawned again and got up, rubbing his temple, "I am good at math. I don't need any help. I've came here because we spend not enough time together lately, and I miss you, Y/N," Poe explained openly.

You looked at him and couldn't believe his words. It was truth that you were focused on your own stuff, you only had some time for each other during breaks between classes but still, this really got onto your nerves.

"Poe, I understand but..." You raised your voice again but suddenly were cut off by darkness.

The whole house went dark. "Oh, for God's sake," you rolled your eyes.

"Lights out again, huh?" Poe giggled. "Do you have candles? We can lit them up."

You let out a deep sigh. "Yes, dad said he fixed this," you muttered and pulled out your phone to turn on the flashlight. "I think that mom put all candles in one of the cabinets in the hallway, we just need to look for them, because I am not sure in which one they're set."

You got up from bed and walked to the door, you opened them and entered the hall.

You started to roam through cabinets as soon as you got to them. "If you find any candles, please, don't touch the black ones. Ben has some freaking seventh sense and he even knows when someone dared to touch his precious stuff." you muttered.

"Your brother is emo, isn't he? Sometimes he reminds me about that young boy, the vocalist of that German band, Tokio Hotel. But fortunately, Ben doesn't wear make-up. Yet... Or am I wrong?" Poe peeked into one of the cabinets and clapped his hands. "Got 'em, Y/N!"

You laughed loudly and shrugged. "Maybe a little bit, it's hard to tell who he truly is. Mom says it's just a phase but it's weird. Makeup... Well. I don't know anything about this.. But once I found my eyeliner in his room. Let's hope it won't get worst."

You kissed his cheek and smiled. "Take them to the living room and I will go to find a lighter and maybe something to eat for BB and us," you said, and then walked to the kitchen.

"Lighter isn't needed, I got one in my pocket, you know that I am into cigarettes," Poe lit three candles, placing them into candlestick, he put it on the counter of your desk. "BB and I would be happy if you would share that delicious turkey your mom has made on Sunday!"

You rolled your eyes and shook your head. "Okay, I will see if we have leftovers," you answered.

After a few minutes, you came back with a two big plates and one smaller. "Here, something for us and something for your little buddy," you said after putting plates on their places.

You sat on the couch next to Poe. "I guess I need to wait until tomorrow. Dad will have to fix the light again, or mom will just call a specialist," you giggled and started to eat.

Poe did too, but he also put little plate on the floor, so BB could have eaten, too. "You ain't mad at me?" He asked.

"To be honest, I am a bit mad. I really thought you are in trouble when it comes to school, I was worried. You could have simply told me that you wanna hang out, you know I would gladly accept it," you looked at him. "It wasn't a nice thing to trick me like this. Don't do this again," you warned him and looked down at the puppy. "It's getting late," you noticed.

"It is, apparently. Was it a slight attempt to get rid of me and BB?" Poe laughed warmly. "Don't worry, we'll head back home soon. You still have to review the material for test."

"I already did that, Poe. You said we don't spend much time together, and it's weekend. You think your dad would be mad if you would stay with me? I am slightly afraid of the darkness, I don't want to be alone and we could spend some time together," you offered softly, looking at him.

"I will call him, soon. Don't worry. I guess he won't have anything against that idea."

~~~~~~~~~~~~

In the darkness your cuddles were feeling like a little touch of heaven, warm, together, cozy.

Poe wished he could extend the night just so he could stay close to you for longer, safe in your embrace.

Your arms were wrapped right around him, bringing a peace he's never known before, a calming of the storms in young man's heart. He knew it's you that was giving him hope for the future. In your embrace, Poe started to believe that there was nothing out there to fear. "I love that little moments when we're together. No one else counts but we. Priceless," Peo hummed lazily into your ear.

You purred quietly and smiled. "I know, sweetie. I am so sorry if you ever thought that I neglect you or something like this," you said and kissed his jawline, then put the head to his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

Poe was a blessing, you couldn't ask for more. He was always there when you needed him, and even when you didn't, and maybe especially then. You were so deeply in love with him.

"I love you, Y/N," Poe whispered into your ear. "Sweetheart, I cannot even begin to tell you how much you mean to me." he added.

His fingers were tangled in your hair as he kissed your temple. "You're my everything."

You hummed quietly at his words. "I love you too, Poe. You are my world," you said before kissing him softly on the lips.

Rest of the evening went rather quickly. You snuggled with Poe under a soft, warm blanket. Soon, both of you fell asleep in each others' arms.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

You woke up next morning to the view of your brother's face right above your own.

"For God's sake, Ben! Do you want me to die on heart attack?!" You growled at him.

"Mom! He is here again! Why is he in my house again?!" Ben yelled, and you in the meantime gently touched Poe's cheek in an attempt to wake him up.

"First of all, it's not only your house. Second, good morning sweetheart, and hi, Poe," Leia said with a kind smile as she stepped into living room.

Poe got up quickly, stretching his shirt. "Morning, ma'am. I am sorry, we've learnt for a long hours, I happened to fall asleep, so Y/N decided to let me stay."

"Hi mom," you muttered and nuzzled to Poe's shoulder.

"I bet you two got laid," Ben said with a smile.

You facepalmed and shook your head. "No, I was helping him with math, it took us long, plus light went off again and I didn't want to sit alone," you grunted, rolling your eyes.

"Oh, that's so sweet of you, Y/N. You see? I told you we should have called professionals," Leia said, turning to Han. He only rolled his eyes.  "Now I will make breakfast for three of you." Your mother added looking back at you.

You smiled and nodded. "Sounds perfect, right sweetie?" You looked at Poe. "Oh, by the way. Good morning," then you kissed his cheek and skipped to the kitchen.

Ben frowned looking at Poe. "I hate you." 

"Get used to me better," Poe chuckled slightly. "Maybe one day in the future you'll be my brother-in-law," Dameron wiggled his brow and followed you. "Y/N, wait for me!"

Walk along

Summary: Bucky meets a little girl on the abandoned street. It turns that she got lost. At the beginning Barnes intends to get past this situation, but finally he decides to help her.

Warnings: none

Words: 1802

Request by: @mdylik

Author: Cass & Beast 

The road lay before them like a tarmac ribbon. A white line ran down the center, relatively unbroken compared to the scarred and potholed concrete.

Bucky walked down this abandoned street keeping his hands deep in his bomber jacket's pockets.

The wind was howling like some horror movie opener, so Barnes squinted. "Fucking weather," he hummed deeply under his breath. His hair was whipping so violently about his face he could barely see at all.

It was when he noticed something with a corner of his eye.

Little girl wandered the street, she wasn't homeless for sure. Girl was dressed in a pink coat and hat with cat ears.

It looked like she was looking for something, the girl only shivered because of the wind and walked pass Bucky. She looked at him and smiled, stopping for a second. "Good evening, sir."

He didn't intend to answer, yet it wasn't a usual thing to see anyone around that abandoned street. The neighborhood wasn't too pleasant, especially for a little girl.

Barnes stopped also and looked at her above his shoulder. "Hi. What are ya doing here, girl?," he asked casually.

Girl was quiet for a moment. "I am looking for my mommy, sir," she explained, swinging on her feet and pulling her hat more on.

The man looked rather scary for her, so she took one little step back. Mom told her many times to not talk to strangers, but she also told her to be nice for other people.

He rubbed over his chin, his glance was still down on her. "You got lost?," Bucky threw a single question, turning fully to her. "It's not a safe place. Where are your parents? Where do you live?"

Girl nodded slowly. "Yes. I don't know where my mommy is. I thought I will find the way home but I didn't, sir."

She looked up and smiled at him. "You have a nice big blue eyes, sir!," girl giggled excitedly.

Bucky crouched in front of her, he tilted his head a bit. "Do you remember the address?," Barnes asked. "If yes, I can walk you up to the house," he offered slightly.

He was thinking for a longer second, only to ask another question. "What's your name, little one?"

The girl frowned softly, not too pleased with lack of answer from Bucky. "I don't, sir. All I know is that my home is somewhere near a really biiiig tower!," she jumped happily. "My name is Carolyn, sir. What's your?"

"I like your name," Bucky smiled, however he didn't intend to do so. "My name is James, James Barnes," he pulled his flesh hand out of his pocket and reached it to her.

Girl giggled. "Hello, James, James Barnes! You have a very funny name," she said, grabbing his hand. "But... I can't go with you," girl said quietly. "My feet hurts. Are you strong enough to carry me?"

Before he thought, Bucky let out a deep, loud laugh.

Oh, she was so cute.

Her hair was as waves of pure earth, softly reflecting the light of the sun; few of a long locks peeked from under her hat.

Bucky knew he had some things to do, but he couldn't refuse to help that kid.

He rubbed his chin, humming loudly as he pretended he was considering every concern, but finally he nodded. "I think I can give it a try."

Girl squeeked loudly when he picked her up. "Wow! James, James Barnes, you are sooo strong!," she chuckled.

Girl pushed her hair back under her hat. Right now she had no other choice but to trust this stranger or rather a new friend. Even if he was big and scary, he couldn't be a bad guy.

Carolyn relaxed in his arms and sighed softly, putting her head on his shoulder. Some part of his arm felt weird, girl poked it and looked at him, being slightly confused because of what she felt there.

Bucky played along and cocked his brow. "What? Is anything wrong?," he kindly inquired.

He improved the grip around her little waist, he didn't want to let her fall.

"Why do you have a hard arm?," girl asked innocently and poked his shoulder again, then poked rest o his arm to check if she was right.

"Can you keep a secret, little one?," he questioned, making a conspiracy voice, lowering his tone as he glared at her.

Girl blinked and nodded. "Yes, I can, James, James Barnes," she smiled at him to confirm that she was telling the truth.

Bucky nodded in respond before he spoke his mind up. "I'm the member of Avengers team," man explained simply as he was walking down the street with girl in his arm. "So you can be sure you're safe with me, little one," he playfully poked her little, rosy cheek, showing his perfect teeth in a wide smile. "So. Where shall we go now?"

Bucky stopped at a crossroads, he put girl down, looking around.

Girl gasped loudly. "You are the Winter Solder! You are my favorite Avenger!," Carolyn squeaked again with a huge smile on her face. "You are big, strong and good! You are the best! And you are Cap's buddy!," she said excitedly, waving her hands, and then she looked around with Bucky. "Maybe let's go there," Carolyn pointed into the direction of city center. "My house is close to a big tower, I think it has an A letter on the top."

Bucky facepalmed and sighed, grinning. "I didn't get about what tower you were talking about," he summed up, spreading his arms in a powerless gesture. "Sorry, my bad."

Bucky put his flesh hand back to pocket and offered girl his metal hand to hold. "You seem to know a lot about Avengers," he said as they started walking along the sidewalk.

She gladly took his big, metal hand into her tiny palm. Carolyn looked at him and smiled brightly.

She was just a child and didn't see anything bad in Bucky's metal arm. Such a small kid still had enough of innocence to accept him just the way he was.

"I like your metal arm," Carolyn hummed, trying to play with his fingers.

"Thanks," Bucky chuckled. "Who do you like besides me, hmmm?," bearded man asked, looking down at girl.

"I like Falcon! He has a cool wings, I also like Black Widow! She is pretty like my mommy. Also, Ant-man is cool! He is funny just like my dad," she took a deep breath to continue. "Spider-boy is so nice! I saw him once when I went shopping with mommy! He was swinging between the building and Mr. Stark was there with him, too! But I don't like the big green man... He's scary and the bowman is weird, why you keep him when he doesn't have superpowers?," Girl asked and looked up at Bucky, a questioning glance on her face.

Bucky, who was cut off by her monologue, couldn't do nothing more but smile innocently. "I would have to ask Cap about this, and Stark also. They're kinda a root of the team, so every decision that is made is considered mostly by them," he said openly. "You know, thanks for reminding me how old I am, in my time girls didn't pay attention to heroes, instead they preferred to play with dolls, but as I see, a lot has changed irretrievably," Bucky smiled with a joy in his eyes.

Bucky watched his feet take steps across the paving blocks, his dusty canvas sneakers next to the shined pointed-toe leather shoes of the girl walking next to him.

He didn't know why, but it was one of the rare moments when he was feeling truly happy.

"I have dolls!," she protested. "But I also have plush toys, I have action figurines! I even have you, I even have a t-shirt with Cap, mom bought me one on my birthday, I wear it as often as I only can, even if other girls laugh at me because of it. I don't care," she shrugged. "I love to watch the news with my parents because they always talk about heroes and what they did. I really love to draw, you know? I have this BIG art case! I have everything there!"

Carolyn talked like this by the whole way, she wanted Bucky to know as much as possible.

She stopped suddenly, unsure where to go when she finally spotted her house, surrounded by police cars.

"Do you think that something happened?," girl asked looking at Bucky with fear in her eyes.

"I guess I do," he said firmly. "I bet your parents were scared about you, so apparently they've called cops," Bucky explained, leading girl to the nearest police car. "Hey, excuse me, I found her roaming among the surroundings nearby."

Before policeman could say anything, a woman ran up to them. "Carolyn! My babygirl! Where were you?! We were so worried!," woman said and a man joined her.

Carolyn hugged to woman tightly. "I am okay, mommy! I was safe, Bucky helped me! You see?! He is the Avenger!"

Woman blinked and looked at Bucky. "Oh, really?"

He only smiled, nodding. "The most important is that she's safe and sound," he summed up.

Man grabbed Bucky's hand to shake it. "Thank you! Thank you so much! She ran after the kitten and didn't listen when we called her," he said.

Girl blushed and hugged to her mother. "Can Bucky visit us sometimes, daddy? He found me after all."

Man nodded, looking at his daughter, than at Bucky. "Of course he can, he found our little girl."

"I'm sorry, but most likely I'll be busy with fighting bad guys," Bucky smiled at girl and petted her cheek. "Next time listen to your mom and dad, kay? You're a big girl, you have to listen to your parents. If not, and trust me, I'll know about this," Bucky winked at Carolyn's dad, "I'll send Hulk himself to you. And trust me, he's not as nice as I am."

Girl frowned when she heard his answer. "You know what! When I grow up I will be just like you, I will be big and strong like you or Cap, and I will fight bad guys just like you do!," Carolyn said happily.

Bucky cocked his brow and smirked at her. "If you would be a boy, you would be my pal already, hehehe," he stated.

Shortly after he greeted girl's parents and walked off.

Soon he was heading back to the Avengers Tower, this time alone. But this time he didn't feel lonely at all. Somewhere there still was a little human being for whom he already was a true hero, role model, but most of all, a friend.

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Imagine: Cuddling with Phasma during her shift.

-Many years ago, on the Parnassos-

"Why aren't you asleep yet, hmm?" Phasma asked as she looked at you with raised brow. She was sitting on the ground. 

"You know I hate sleeping alone, besides, it’s cold when I sleep alone," you addmited openly. 

"You good know I can't join you now. I have my shift when it comes to guarding," she muttered. 

"Yea, I know. That's why I am here," you smiled softly. "It's cold, you know?" 

Phasma was sitting quietly for a moment, then opened her cape for you and you smirked, quicky slipping under it, letting out a quiet sigh and nuzzling into her side. 

"You know you can't stay here for whole night?" She asked and moved her hand through your hair. 

"Sure I can. I have nice, warm, cozy place and I am safe here, with you,” you replied quietly as a smirk started to fading out of your lips. 

Phasma shook her head. "No. You are not gonna stay here. You need to rest so you could be useful tomorrow, also I want you to stay away no matter what happens. I want you to be safe,” she explained and kissed your forehead, what was really rare for her. 

You purred happily and nodded. "Okay, the kiss has convinced me to your words. Just please, promise me that you will come back to me at morning." Phasma nodded. "I promise you this, Y/N." You kissed her, gently stroking her cheek. "I will be waiting. See you at morning." After these words, you left her alone. You hated lonely nights but well... It was always worth to wait for Phasma.

AUTHOR: Cass

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Campfire || Arthur Morgan x Reader smut

Summary: After fight in a saloon, Arthur decides to stop and take care of you, both mentally and physically.

Warnings: Smut

Words: 2402

Authors: Cass & Rouge

The day was nice and calm. It was until that crazy saloon fight, which have suddenly started and ended as quickly as it began. Right then, you were sitting in front of Arthur on his horse. You were beaten up but not hurt too badly.

"Ya just had to join that fight, huh, Y/N?," Arthur muttered, looking up in the sky.

It was already changing its color as the evening was coming closer and closer with every minute.

"We still have a long way back to camp, maybe we should set our camp here, huh?," he asked, looking at you.

You gave him a slight nod, not turning head to face him.

 You knew he was mad at you, as many times he repeated himself about ladies getting into fights. He wasn't fan of it, and you again lost control over your nerves. But you simply couldn't let those men to insult that other woman...

 "As you wish, Arthur. You're a leader here."

 Arthur sighed deeply, dismounting his horse. "What does not mean I don't care about your opinion," he shook his head, grabbing horse's rains

 It took him few minutes to find a nice place to set a camp. It was on the edge of a little forest, close to the river. "That should be enough. What do ya think?," Arthur asked and looked up at you.

You waited patiently until he helped you off the horse. As you felt ground under your feet, you smiled a bit. "Cozy as it can be," you looked at him.

He was a tall man, very handsome face and those eye you'd recognize everywhere.

"And it ain't gonna get cozier for sure," he summed up, taking the bedroll from his horse.

He walked with you to the place close to the river. It took his few minutes to set the camp for both of you. Soon, you were sitting on the bedroll in front of the fire. Arthur walked to you with a damp cloth in his hand, He sat down next to you. "Come on now, show me that pretty face."

You turned to him, not hesitating to look him in the eye. "Don't say anything, I know I shouldn't have done this, but you didn't make it easier with your indifference," you tried to explain yourself.

"Ya sure? I am not the one whose face look almost Marston's," Arthur laughed softly, he simply joked. Your face didn't look so bad, just a few scratches and little bruises. He quickly got serious.

"Sometimes it's better to not do anything. I mean yea, being a good man is classy but look at yourself, kid. You gonna get yourself killed one day," he muttered as he pressed wet fabric to wound on your forehead.

You hissed quietly, clenching hand on hem of his flannel shirt. You tried to keep a serious face, truth was however that not only your body but mostly your pride was hurt at that point.

"I still think I've done a right thing," you shrugged. "Dutch would be proud."

He smiled softly at your reaction. "Maybe, I know one thing. I ain't proud of ya. You got me pretty worried, kid."

Arthur continued to clean your face. When he was done, he kissed your forehead and gently touched your cheek. "Now... Here is my Y/N. You will be fine. Nothin' hurts, right?," he looked at you with concern in his gaze.

You leant to him, rolling yourself onto his lap. "Nothing. I'm a tough girl, did you forget?," you reached hand up to mess with his hair. "And how do you feel?"

Arthur smiled and sighed quietly, nuzzling to your neck. "Tough girl that gets herself into trouble more often than ANYONE in the gang." He wrapped his arms tightly around your waist, he just wanted to hold you close. To feel that you were really here with him. "I was really worried about you," he said finally looking at your face.

You made yourself comfortable on is laps, looking up at him. You touched his rough beard. Your fingers moved along it, only to caress his cheek. "I still have my opinion on that certain case."

Arthur leant into your touch and laughed after your words. He rested his forehead against your shoulder. "My God, kid, you are impassable," man sighed and kissed your neck gently. His hands slowly moved under your shirt, you could feel his rough palms on the soft skin of your back.

You smiled, sucking on your own lip. You closed your eyes, enjoying his strong touch on you. It made you shiver.

"You should lead us, not he," you stated firmly. "Everyone says it."

Arturh laughed at that and looked at you. "Did you lose your damn mind, kid? I'm none of a leader. You can say whatever you want but this ain't place for me.,” he said before unbuttoning few first buttons of your shirt while kissing your neck and jawline.

You messed with his hair further, your fingers tangled with his locks. "Maybe, but I feel like this and ain't change my mind though," you replied.

You giggled, a little blush appeared on your cheeks as he unbuttoned your shirt. "You're too fast, sometimes," you joked, shaking head.

Arthur completely ignored your words and moved shirt off your shoulders, and kissed them while one of his hands continued to open bottom of your shirt.

When he was done, his lips moved to yours and he pulled you into the kiss. Arthur's hands slowly slipped out of your shirt, he moved to your neck and purred deeply against it. "You are so beautiful," his hands gently tickled your stomach before resting on the waistband of your pants.

You were slightly pink on your face as blush hit you hardly. You let out a soft moan, looking him in the eyes. Your were glistening with sparkles at time. "Artie," you chuckled, grabbing his collar and pulling him deep down for the most loving kiss you could have provided.

Arthur kissed you back as his hand slipped inside of your pants. He continued to kiss you as his fingers started slowly circling your clit.

Arthur pulled away from the kiss to catch his breath and see your reactions at his touch. "You like it, sweetheart?,” he hummed.

Familiar excitement was already built deep inside your belly. Oh, how good his fingers were to you! How skilled!

"You've never replied me at the most important question. How many women did you have before me?," you knew that teasing him was probably a bad idea, yet you loved to see him furious.

You pretended you tried to unbutton his shirt, but after a brief moment of concern, you slipped hand down his strong yet covered chest, just to that bulge that was already forming in his old jeans.

"A few,” Arthur answered quickly, he didn't want to get into details at this point. He bucked his hips a bit to show you how hard he was.

"And you lady? How many men you had before me?," he asked as two of his fingers slipped deep into your cunt. They moved slowly in and out while his thumb was still playing with your clit. Arthur studied your face, trying his best to memorize your every reaction.

"A.... Few...," you moaned in reply and wry smirk on your lips.

You improved your position, slightly spreading your legs for him.

"Yhy, yeah, you definitely do some good job here, Art," you praised him lovingly, cupping your breasts as you rolled your head back. "Just like that and you'll get that honey pot."

He removed his finger out and laid you down on the bedroll. "Well, sweetheart, that sounds interesting," man purred before pulling your pants down, moments later he also had gotten undressed. He hovered over you, with this soft gently smile of his. "I love you, sweetheart," Arthur whispered before kissing you once again. After a short moment, he looked at you. "You ready?"

You gave the kiss back. Then, you locked your fingers to rub over your clit. "Now, yes," you smiled proudly, undoing your bra.

Arthur chuckled and he pushed deeply inside of you. He growled against your lips at the feeling of your walls around his cock, he wanted to cum right away, but he had to keep himself under control. "You feel so good, Y/N."

"Oh, shit...!," you only moaned, eyes wide opened. You grabbed his palm and squeezed it firmly.

You spread your legs even wider, your other hand moved to his back, you stroked his strong muscles.

His cock felt so wonderful inside of you. Yet, it hurt slightly, his size did matter.

"Just like this, darling," you whispered, trying to reach his jawline with your lips.

Arthur gave you a moment to get used to his size.

"You are such a good girl, Y/N," man purred quietly before he started to move his hips. Arthur's pace was slow and gentle at the beginning but soon, he found it hard to keep it. His thrusts became deeper and faster.

Your both hands were wrapped around his torso. You were inhaling deeply, every breath was a mess. The heat that radiated from him was oh so tender.

"Fuck, yes, just right there, Arthur, just like that. Fuck this cunt just like you do," you begged in a shaking tone.

You moved one hand between two of you to give his dick some strokes when he was getting out of your pussy.

Arthur growled loudly at the contact. "You’re gonna be a death of me, woman," he muttered and started to move even faster and harder now.

He moved one hand to gently stroke your clit.

You wrapped both legs around his hips and used all of your strengths to roll with Arthur, so you ended on top of him.

Your hands were placed on his chest, you moved up and down his shaft.

"You like that pussy?," you asked. "Oh, I bet you do, Art. Fill me like you do, honey. Fuck your sweet honey pot," you were moaning right into his ear.

Arthur let out a loud growl, looking up at you. You looked so beautiful, your hair all messy and your body naked, fully exposed to his eyes.

He moaned quietly and pushed hard into you, watching your breast bouncing with his every thrust. "Oh, I’m gonna fill you to the brim, girl," Arthur muttered grabbing your tights hardly.

He continued for more  than few minutes, than he quickly sat up and pushed into you as deep as it was only possible. He cum with loud growl, partly muffled by your shoulder.

You rode his cock further as you didn't cum yet. You pressed his chest, forcing him to lay back down.

You got up, his cock, still hard lightly, slipped out of your pussy with some wet noise, you leant down and kiss his jaw.

"Relax," you asked sweetly as you took his slick cock into your hand.

You pumped it a bit before taking him into your mouth.

"You’re really gonna kill me one day," Arthur mumbled, still trying to catch a proper breath. He growled loudly at the feeling of your warm, wet mouth around his thick cock. "Fuck... Y/N… What are you doing to me?," Arthur reached out, slowly moving his hand into your hair.

You only smiled, looking up at him. You bobbed your head up and down, taking him as deep into your throat as you could.

You hummed from time to time, sending some vibes to him. One of your hands were messaging his balls, while other one was fingering your own cunt.

Arthur was moaning at all the feelings he was experiencing because of your actions. His hand tightened in your hair, pulling them gently.

He could feel how hard he got again in your mouth and how close he has gotten to his second climax. His hips jerked softly as he pushed himself deeper into your mouth.

Anytime he was pushing his cock down your throat, you were sucking him oh so hardly. At the same time, you started stroking his hardened shaft, a slight grin on your lips.

You were still looking at him, moaning as you were making yourself wetter.

When he started leaking precum again, you stopped and climbed back onto his laps, sinking down onto his length and rocking hips for him.

"Well, hello there darling'," Arthur purred happily as soon as you were back on his cock and at his laps. His hands grabbed your hips tightly enough to leave bruises there. He started to fuck you deep and hard, making sure to hit every sensitive spot inside of you, he wanted to get his little revenge on you by making you cum hard.

"You think you can just play with me like that?," he growled against your ear, before biting it gently, then his lips moved to your neck to bite the soft skin there also.

"Yes, I can since you're my man," you whimpered, bouncing on him.

This time, you felt your climax approaching.

"Don't stop, don't you dare to stop!," at that point you were playing with your breasts, rolling hips for him.

He let out a short laugh and shook his head before focusing completely on his movements. His hand moved between your bodies to rub circles on your clit, to bring you to your climax faster.

"Who is a good girl huh?," Arthur asked against your neck. "Who likes when I make her feel good?"

"I'm your good girl," you moaned deeply. "I love it when you make me feel magnificent like now!," you yelled.

Your movements were more messy now, and soon you stopped them as the huge wave of pleasure hit you.

You screamed his name and smiled proudly, when you felt how he cum in you for the second time.

Arthur whimpered against your shoulder. Now he was hugging you closely. "You’re really gonna kill me one day, Y/N. I am not so young anymore."

It took him a moment to steady his breath, then he looked at you. "You know what,darling'? I love you," he hummed quietly.

You got off him, casually putting his leather jacket on your naked body.

You laid next to him, placing head on his chest and stroking his stomach. "I love you too, Mr Morgan."

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“Please stop making me fall in love with you!” || M’baku x Reader One shot

Summary: You are a simple healer with feelings for M’baku.

Warnings: none

Words: 1270

Author: Cass

A/N: This one-shot was written for @arawynn ‘s writing challenge. My prompt was “Please stop making me fall in love with you! I swear, every time I see your beautiful face, I fall all over again.”

Living high in the mountains wasn't easy and everyone knew it, everyone except people from Jabari tribal.

You were a simple healer, your main objective was to keep everyone happy and healthy, no matter what it was, a sickness or a battle wounds.

You were mostly taking care of second thing but still, it was your work.

Jabari liked to fight and everyone knew it, that was why there were so many of warriors, like you. You were the one that was bringing them a relief after every fight.

You were calmly walking through the village with a basket full of herbs when you saw a little boy sitting in front of your house.

"Let me guess, you played with older boys again, huh?" You said walking closer to him.

Boy nodded. "I just really want to be like they, and I hurt my leg."

You smiled softly and opened door to your hut. "I told you that soon you will be like them, and that for now, you should be careful around them." You put away your basket and patted a little stool. "Come on, let's take a look at this leg."

Boy nodded and climbed on a stool, showing you his leg, then you carefully inspected his injury. It was nothing more than a bigger scratch.

You gently washed his wound and wrapped it into the fresh bandage. You could see that boy didn't like it, and tried to be brave.

When you were done, you petted his head.

"You were really brave but please, be more careful. Warrior need to be brave but also wise, okay?"

He giggled and nodded. "Okay, I promise but can you take me home?"

You smiled at him. "This one time I will do this." You said and took boy's hand. "Okay, let's go."

You knew where the boy lived, so it wasn't a big deal for you to take him home.

You considered that a time spent with kids was the best time of your life. They were funny, cute, gently, and they made your heart melt. They often liked to pull you into their little games every time when they saw you, and you weren't too busy with your work.

It was a nice difference than patching up adults.

Suddenly, you were surrounded by other kids that wanted to play.

Little did you know that you were watched by someone else also.  To be exact, by M’baku himself.

You both knew each other pretty well, you often were helping him with wounds or any kind of injuries. This was what he loved in you, your kindness, your need of helping someone, how gently you were.

He never was brave enough to tell you everything, and he felt so weird with it but finally decided to walk to you. “Y/N?”

You looked up from crowd of kids and smiled. “M’baku!” You bowed your head a little and looked at kids. “Okay, now go and play alone.” When you were free, you smiled at M’baku again. “How are you today? Everything is fine?”

He nodded. “Yes, everything is fine. I was wondering how are you today, that’s why I came here.” “That’s so nice.  I am great, I just returned from my herbs hunt and I was kidnapped by kids.”  You said before laughing.

“They like you, you look like person that is really good with kids.” He noticed with smile.

You blinked and blushed deeply, you haven’t used to hear such a words from him. “I… Thank you, I am sorry M’baku but… I need to go. I still have a lot of work to do.”

„This is not a problem. I hope we will see each other soon.” You both said goodbye and then you quickly walked back to your hut.

You sat on your chair and rubbed your face. “Why this always needs to happen!” You growled loudly. You were in love with him but what could you do. He was a leader when you were a simple healer.

You spend hour in your chair thinking about all of this before deciding to really do something to keep your hands and mind busy.

It was few days since you met M’baku. Your days were going slowly, without bigger problems. They were calm, filled with simple work and little pleasures like walks or playing with children.

You thought that this day will be no different than previous ones. You didn’t expect anything to happen, so you simply sat in your little hut doing practically nothing.

Suddenly you heard loud banging at your door. You rolled your eyes and got up to open them, you couldn’t describe how big surprise it was to see one of M’baku’s guards standing right in front of you.

You blinked and look up at him. “Something’s wrong? Did I do something?”

“No, our leader needs you.” He simply informed you.

What could possibly happen that he required your present now? And why he didn’t come by himself?

You quickly grabbed your bag and followed the guard.

M’baku was sitting on his throne, he didn’t look happy, you could see that but worst thing was blood on his face. You could tell it came from wound on his forehead. He looked at you. “Y/N…”

“M’baku. Look at yourself.” You walked to him closer and gently took his face in your hands. “What happened to you, I didn’t hear about any fight today.” You said before pulling out a little cloth from your bag and pressing it to his wound.

“Because there was none. Today was a coronation of young prince.” He muttered.

“You took your people and went there to challenge him, huh?” You asked and looked at him.

“Yes, I did.” M’baku nodded.

“Why you didn’t tell me earlier? I would be ready or something, at last I would know. What if T’challawould kill you? Thanks Bast that he is a smart man with good heart.” You sighed softly as you started to clean his face from blood.

“I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to see me as a frailer.” He sighed and nuzzled to you.

At that point you couldn’t help but hugged him. “Hey, everything is fine. I still see you as someone amazing and I still see you as a great leader. This thing will never change for me.”

“Even when I lose?”

You petted his hair gently. “Well, you are beaten up but the most important is that you are back, we Jabari need you, M’baku.”

He moved his head enough so he could look up at you, at this you only smiled at him sweetly. “Please, stop.”

You blinked. “I…. I don’t do anything.”

He smiled defiantly amused by you little confusion.  “Please stop making me fall in love with you! I swear, every time I see your beautiful face, I fall all over again.” After that words he pulled you closer.

You blushed deeply and shook your head. “I love you too but now, please. Let me go M’baku, I need to take care of you.”

“Of course my queen but I have one more question to you.” He said. “Will you stay here with me? I will need your help during my recovery.”

You laughed loudly. “Well, I don’t think your injuries need so much attention but just for the safety, I will stay to keep an eye on.”

“I cannot wait to have both of those beautiful eyes all over me.” He murmured.

“M’baku! Stop, now come on. Let me finish my job!” You said frowning.

“Okay, let’s do some of your

magic.” M’baku nodded.

That’s How I Like You The Most || Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: You’re a member of S.H.I.E.L.D. You constantly have nightmares about Winter Soldier. One night, when no heater is working and you wake up covered in sweat, Steve Rogers is the one to cheer you up.

Warnings: none

Words: 1306

Author: Rouge

A/N: This fic was written for @justsomewritingprompts ‘ s writing challenge. I had: Scenarios: 12. Cold Night, No Heater || Quote: 7. “It’s fucking freezing” || items: 14. Blankets

An ominous boom startled you out of your abysmal nightmare. Your cheeks were wet and body was bathed in a cold sweat. The sheets were twisted around your limbs, probably because you were thrashing in yoursleep. Your heart pounded against your chest. You trembled. The room was entirely dark. No light anywhere. The remnants of your nightmare still clung to your mind, haunting you. You had no trouble imagining Winter Soldier lurking in the murky darkness of your room.

Another flash of lightning illuminated the room in blinding light. You let out a frightened cry and buried the face into your pillow. Even your breaths trembled. You swallowed and once again turned to see the endless darkness of the room.

Second later, the door was opened and familiar voice echoed from its walls.

“Y/N? Are you okay?”

You blinked few times, adjusting your eyes to sudden brightness. You saw Steve peeking into your room, a dismal expression on his face.

“Yes. It was just a nightmare…,” you whispered, rubbing your temples. “I’m sorry, did I wake you up?”

Steve smiled, yet he was pale still. “You were screaming. I got pretty worried about you,” Steve cleared up sadly.

You nodded slightly, wrapping sheets tighter around you. “Bruh, it’s cold again, and Tony promised me to fix my radiator,” you said, looking sadly at Steve. “And now this nightmare, I am done, I can’t rest properly since few days,” your voice was nothing more but a whisper.

Steve tilted his head gently, chucking. “Don’t count on it, Y/N. Tony’s busy, almost always. Heater doesn’t work in my room either. Maybe, if you would like, you could come to me,” Rogers suggested, a little grin crept onto his lips.

You blushed, turning your head aside. “I don’t know if I should…,” you stated softly but your body demonstrated what he needed, you shivered as cold thrill ran along your spine.

Steve chuckled. “Come on, yesterday I received a brand new blanket, we could try it,” he cocked his brow.

You blushed even harder, was Captain America himself trying to hit on you? You nodded but before you got up from your bed, you gave him a glance. “Can you, like, I have to get dressed…,” you grinned at him, “You can wait for me near the lifts,” you suggested, hoping he will obey.

Steve consented, and with a huge smile, he closed the door of your room.

It was when you let a withhold breath out. Captain America. Steve Rogers. You couldn’t wish anything more.

You quickly roamed through your wardrobe to pick black, fitted leggins and white tank top.

Within five minutes you joined him on the corridor, rubbing your shoulders. “Fuck, it’s fucking freezing,” you summed up.

Steve agreed with you as he pressed the button to call an elevator. His steel blue eyes measured your figure, from the bottom to the top, he couldn’t help but smirked at you.

When you both entered  the elevator, he pressed button signed “5”, it was the floor where his chamber was located.

“You look gorgeous, you know, Y/N?,” he askedcasually, his eyes were still on you.

You pressed your back to the wall of the elevator and pretended you were focused on numbers that were changing on the display.

“Thanks,” you said softly, glaring up at him for a second.

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The room was uncomfortably large. The floor was polished concrete, the walls white. There was room in here for dozens of people. It was a perfect place, but cold in its tranquility. The soft jazz was just audible as background noise.

“Wow… Scandinavian furniture… I didn’t expect something like this…,” you covered your mouth with palm, admiring the sight.

“Why not? I am not that old, Y/N, and trust me, I like to surround myself with a good quality,” Rogers whispered right in your ear from behind.

You didn’t even notice when his hands were wrapped around your waist tightly, you only hummed at the unexpected touch of his large palms and muscular chest nuzzling to your back. “Come on, it’s cold here, as I mentioned before my heater isn’t working, too,” Steve said, “Follow me, Y/N. It should be better in bed, I bet the blanket is still warm.”

He grabbed your palm and pulled you to his bed. As soon as you sat on a soft mattress, Steve joined you, wrapping woolen blanket around both of you.

“Mmmm, it’s so soft, and warm,” you purred, leaning your back against Steve’s chest. “Much better. I just hope Tony will finally do something with heating or we will freeze to death.”

You heard him laugh, his voice made your heart skipped a beat. You closed your eyes, trying to warm yourself up.

“Will you tell me about that nightmare, Y/N?,” Steve asked suddenly, his voice sounded gently. You found it so cute of him that he always was trying to figure out your problems. Steve was particularly the only person from the entire team that you got along so well with.

“Winter Soldier,” you responded simply, “I dreamt about him chasing me, again,” you sighed deeply.

“Shush, Y/N,” he said in that strong voice of his, “S.H.I.E.L.D. will find him soon, I guess,” he ensured.

“Maybe, but what will happen if they won’t?,” you turned your head to face him.

“Then I’ll make sure you’re safe, just like the others,” he cupped your face with his palms, rubbing his thumbs against your cheeks, “There’s nothing you should be worry about for now. Everything’s okay, Y/N, trust me.”

You nodded, exhaling a shaky breath. “I do,” you stated, “I always do.”

You nuzzled to his warm body, humming softly under your breath. Oh, he was so warm!

In the darkness of his room your cuddles were felt like a little touch of heaven, warm, together, cozy. You wished you could extend the night just so you could stay close to Steve for longer, safe in his strong embrace. His arms wrapped right around you brought a peace you've never known before, a calming of the storms in your heart, soul, mind. In his embrace you started to believe that there was nothing out there to fear, that all there was, was sunshine, beautiful trees and only good things to happen.

“Steve, can I be honest with you?,” you asked suddenly, opening your eyes and stretching a bit in his arms.

“Yes,” Rogers looked you right in the eye, he was visibly interested.

“Your cuddles are the only medicine I need, they are the light in the darkness, a lone star in an otherwise empty sky. I feel so safe when you’re around.”

You put both hands on his chest, supporting yourself, and you leant to him to place a warm, needy kiss to his beautiful, full lips.

Firstly, you were afraid he will push you away but nothing like this happened. Instead, his muscular arms were wrapped around you and second later, Steve was pulling you as closer as he only could. He deepen the kiss, your tongues were dancing together for a short while before you had to pull to take a breath.

You panted, trying to calm your heartbeat. You looked at Steve and he was only smiling at you, a little blush on his cheeks made him look like an embarrassed teenager. You only smirked at him and put head to his chest, listening to his heart.

Steve pulled the blanket tighter around two of you to make you feel comfortable.

“You’re a good kisser,” he praised with a grin, and you felt like a blush spread against your face.

You grabbed the hem of blanket and pulled it onto your head. “Bye, I’m gonna hide, you’re making me blush, Steve!”

He laughed warmly. “And that’s how I like you the most,” Steve purred.