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The Assistant || Steve Rogers x Reader smut

Summary: You’re an assistant of Tony Stark and you happen to have a crush on Steve Rogers. One evening, when Steve asks you to prepare some documents for him, you’re more than happy to do this. And after you bring files to him, your relationship goes onto another level.

Warnings: Smut

Words: 2175

Author: Rouge

A/N: this smutty oneshot was written for @bloggingfromherbed and her writing challenge. My prompt was: “impressive collection you got there.”

The night rolled over bringing a threat of a storm. Light was covered by the rapidly falling night. The bright blue sky transformed into an ocean of blackness. Shimmering stars illuminated the moonless, jet black sky, as if to remind us that even in darkness there is still light. The air was still and heavy, thick clouds covered half sky.

You were walking down the street, tightly wrapping your coat around yourself. Night was pretty cold and because of your tiredness, you were feeling the coldness twice as hard than normally.

Being an assistant of Tony Stark himself was a hard task to deal with. There were days the tiredness was coming in both forms, physical and mental. Your body needed to rest yet your mind needed it to move, to burn the anxiety right out. But at the same time, you were truly happy. You had an unique occasion to meet all the world’s mightiest heroes. Including HIM…

The single though of Steve Rogers made your heart skipped a beat and you couldn’t help but smile. Yes. He was owning your mind and heart, yet he didn’t know about this little fact.

But this was the night when everything was about to change. Few days before, Steve asked you to prepare some documents for him. Obviously, you had agreed on this idea. And then, in that stormy, cold night, you were heading to Avengers Tower to meet with the man of your dreams.

Your arrival had not escaped the attention of rest of the team.

“Y/N! What are ya doing here, it’s after your working hours,” Tony said as he opened the door after your knocking.

You nodded politely trying to hide the blush that started to appearing on your cheeks. “Yes, I know, Mr Stark but…”

“She’s my guest. Let her in.” Tony turned around in disbelief when he heard deep voice behind his back. It was no one else but Steve, tall man was leaning casually against the nearest wall, little smile appeared on his lips as his eyes met yours.

You blushed even harder, turning your head in attempt to hide the redness on your cheeks.

Tony rolled his eyes but he stepped aside, making the space for you to enter. So you did, taking the coat off and hanging it onto a hanger in the corridor.

Steve threw a mean glare at Tony before he approached you. “So, follow me, Y/N,” he said softly smirking at you.

You nodded, you turned around to thank Tony once again, then you followed Steve at the upper floor.

Rogers took you straight at his floor. What got your attention were pictures that were hanging at walls along the corridor. On all of them, Steve was with Bucky Barnes. You couldn’t stop yourself from grinning while looking at them. “Impressive collection you got there.” you admitted warmly. “I know you and Buck are close even now but I wasn’t expecting all these photographs…” You looked at Steve as you stopped in front of the picture on which both Steve and Bucky were wearing uniforms, they looked pretty young, both were smiling straight to the camera.

Steve stand next to you, sighing. “It was when we believed that we can change fate of the world,” he explained shortly.

You blinked as you looked at him. “And look. You did!”

Steve giggled as he grabbed you by your hand. “Okay, you have right. But now, c’mon,” he looked you in the eye and led you to his room.

You couldn’t shake the feeling that your legs were getting weaker and weaker with every touch of his.

As you both got to his chamber, you opened your eyes widely. The walls were cream, but not like the stuff you pour in the coffee, there was a hue of beach sand there. The floor was a dark walnut but not the laminate. Everything was functional. The mantle was where he put his keys and garage door opener. On the coffee table was a wrench set and a new set of wheels for a longboard. Under the small eating table was a pack of beer. He got few more photos of him and Bucky and team on the walls. Bed was not too big, looking like a snow drift, so white and feathery and high was it; one window curtained with a square of starched white cotton cloth.

He turned, smiling shyly, not a look you've seen on his face before. You couldn’t help but smile back. “I don’t bring people back here often…” Steve almost whispered.

You smiled at him, looking around. It was nice there and you felt pretty comfortable.

“Please, take a sit!” He offered as he smiled at you and you slowly took a place at the edge of his bed, thanking him quietly. You opened your bag and pulled a red folder out of it. “Here, I’ve prepared everything you’ve been asking for,” you said calmly, handing him the documents.

Steve nodded as he took it into his hand, he went to sit at the table where he opened the folder to roam through papers. “You’re awesome, y’know?” He asked, his steel blue eyes met your again as he looked at you above the documents. “I don’t know how can I repay you.”

“Oh, it’s nothing actually!” You waved your hand with a soft smirk. “It’s my job.”

He closed the folder and left it at the table. He got up and within a second was standing in front of you, towering over you and you only let out a quiet whimper, your eyes measuring his figure from the bottom to the top. You also got up to reduce the distance between both of you.

You parted your lips in an attend to say something but Steve was faster. He leaned down to you, cupping your face with his large hands and crushing his rough lips on yours. The only thing you could do by then was to hum softly into the kiss. You dared to put your hands on his hips as you gave the kiss back.

Within a second you pulled away, turning your head aside. “Steven… It’s inappropriate…” You mumbled quietly but deep inside you cursed your own behavior. The truth was you were craving him since the day you met him for the first time.

“Shhh,” Steve hushed, brushing his thumb against your cheek. “It’s okay. I fell for you long months ago. I crave you as hell.”

His sincere confession made you heart exploded with an unknown emotions; happiness were intertwined with distress, love with desire. It was when you stopped hesitating and last pieces of your uncertainty have vanished.

Steve wrapped his muscular arms around your waist, pulling you closer as he was kissing you passionately.

You stood right in front of him. Your nipples got hard. You reached down and grabbed his cock through his pants,  jerking it. You softly kissed his lips. You were right in his face, jerking him off, in his pants. Steve let out a deep grunt, his mouth were parted as he was looking down at you. “Mmmm, you already drive me crazy, Y/N,” Steve admitted, running his tongue over his dry lips.

You looked down at his cock, in his pants, and noticed it was quickly getting bigger. " I'll take good care of it for you." You whispered softly as you jerked him faster, licking your luscious  lips at him. Steve just barely groaned, squeezing your hips hardly, making sure to leave marks there. "Oh, thank you baby. I won't punch you... unless you like the rough stuff. No, I have something fun in mind... And it will definitely make you feel real nice baby. She smiled at him and patted bed beside you. "Come here, handsome.” You said in your sexiest voice, blowing him a kiss. Steve smiled as he unbuttoned his shirt, taking it off and tossing it aside. He took place by your side and brushed his hand over your thigh, you moaned quietly.

Steve’s cock was hard and tenting his pants. You good knew it was bigger than any other you’ve seen before, so you felt like your pussy got wetter.

Steve’s hand moved up your thigh, making its way under pencil skirt you were wearing and you sighed softly in anticipation for what was about to come. You slowly unbuttoned your shirt, exposing your black, lacy bra to him. His hand moved to your back where he undid it, pulling straps down your arms, completely taking off the bra.

You moaned loudly as he closed his mouth on your hard nipple, swirling his tongue around it, his eyes on you as you slowly laid your back down on the mattress. Steve turned you a bit to unzip your skirt, then he simply tugged it down your legs, he did same with your lacy panties. Meantime, Steve unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard cock.

You looked over his impressive cock and smiled. You reached over and stroked him. Steve moaned loudly. You saw his precum leaking out of his cock and you rubbed it with your thumb. "Mmm, I already love this cock of yours, Steven. Have you jerked it while you thought about me?" You asked openly, a wry smile on your lips as you were still stroking Steve’s thick cock, while he was slowly rubbing your soaking wet pussy. "Yes, I did actually, Y/N.” Steve said, smirking at you.

You blushed even harder. You couldn't believe that he, Captain America himself, was doing such a things to himself while thinking of you. But it made you feel special. It meant that he was really into you…

"I wanna suck this cock in a minute, though.” You whispered as your hand traveled to his on your pussy. You pressed his hand more to your folds, moaning quietly as Steve got the reference, slipping his two fingers inside of your wet pussy. “Shit… Yes, just like this…” You whispered softly, your eyes on his. After a while, when he pulled his fingers out of you, you hummed sadly at the emptiness but moved up a bit, pushing him onto his bed. You tugged his jeans off and leaned down, licking a trail from his muscular chest down to his cock. You sucked him deep and fast, jerking his thick shaft, moaning around his cock. You looked up at Steve and smiled around his thick cock as you noticed how relaxed he was; eyes shut, mouth half opened, little blush on his bearded cheeks. You sucked him faster, massaging his balls. Your mouth suctioned up on his shaft, popping his head out of your mouth and immediately sucking it back in.

Steve groaned and held your head as he bucked his hips into your mouth. Youdeep-throated his cock and Rogers grunted loudly. He shot his load in your mouth and you sucked down every drop, moaning loudly as you did. “Shit, Y/N…” Steve grunted loudly, licking his lips as he was looking down at you.

You slowly straddled his lap, Steve grabbed his again hard cock and ran the tip along your folds before pushing it in. You moaned his name and started to slowly riding him.Steve’s hands were placed on your hips, he squeezed them tightly, moaning your name, his eyes were on your face as he bucked his hips into you slowly. “Yes, just like this… You look beautiful on top of me, y’know?” Steve grunted, brushing his hands over your curves.

You nodded, increasing your pace, you let him squeeze your breasts tightly.

“If you’ll keep this pace, I’m gonna cum quickly…” Steve gasped, rocking his hips into you. He was slipping his shaft deeply in your pussy and you rolled head back.

“I’m gonna cum too, Steve!” You moaned his name and bucked your hips harder, moving them back and forth. When you felt how your pussy clenched around his thick cock, you screamed his name in pure bliss, triggering his release at the same time.

Steve growled loudly, he spanked your butt as his hips stuttered, he shot his load deep into your pussy, filling you up completely.

You laid on top of his chest, gasping for air. Steve was stroking over your curves, praising you with the most sublime words you could ever hear.

You were standing in front of the building, your coat wrapped tightly around your figure. Steve was standing next to you, having his muscular arm wrapped around your waist.

“Thank you for this evening,” he whispered softly, brushing his bearded cheek against your neck.

You smirked at him, caressing his nape. “It was all my pleasure.”

Steve kissed you deeply and you hummed.

After that, you turned around and walked slowly down the street, feeling his eyes on you until you  turned around the corner of another building. You were truly happy. You felt the bright future was ahead of you.

Let Me Paint Your Nails || Shuri x Reader

Summary: reader goes to the city of Wakanda with Shuri to make some technical shopping for their new project but it ends in a lazy day and some manicure ☺

Warnings: none

Words: 577

Author: General

A/N: this drabble was written for @bloggingfromherbed and her writing challenge. My prompt was: “Let me paint your nails.”

„Hey, look over there!” You screamed loudly, waving your hands as you did. “They finally opened brand new cosmetic shop!” You were more than excited as you looked at your best friend.

Shuri laughed shortly, she rolled her eyes as she shook her head. “Just leave it, Y/N, we didn’t come here to make a shopping, y’know?” She explained, spreading her arms widely. “We gotta buy some technical supplies to our new project, just a kindly reminder for ya.”

“Yea, yea, I know, but please! Can we get there for a second? I’ll only take a look. Have to check if they offer anything interesting!” You giggled as you opened a door and stepped inside the shop.

Shuri sighed loudly but she followed you inside. “Y/N, c’mon, we don’t have time for such silly actions!” She complained a bit, observing you.

However, you didn’t seem to listen to her words. You were lurking through all the shelves, taking any single bottle of nail polish to your hands and checking the colors. “I’ll take these five!” You claimed happily when you got to the cash desk. You paid and grabbed little bag with your shopping, looking briefly at Shuri. She only let out a loud sigh, placing hands on her hips. “Can we go now?” Shuri asked, you could easily say she was getting irritated.

When you both got back to the palace, you ran to your room, leaving Shuri at the lab. She tried to stop you but resigned seeing how happy you were at that time. She came back to her duties but she decided she’ll visit you later.

At the evening you heard knocking to your door. “Come in!” You said, raising your head to check who was about to enter your chamber.

It was no one else but Shuri herself. “Hi, can I come in?” She smiled at you, half-opening the door.

“Sure.” You gave a brief nod as you focused on the thing you were doing.

As she stepped in, Shuri noticed that you were painting your nails. You ran your tongue along your lips, held breath back as you slowly were doing the manicure.

Shuri laughed. “Need a hand?” Shuri offered as she took seat next to you at the table.

You hesitated but finally agreed on her idea.

“Let me paint your nails, they’ll be looking amazing, I guarantee.” Shuri informed you softly. “Maybe I don’t look like a master of beauty hacks but I know some things though.” She explained calmly as she ordered you to put your hand at the table. You did without protesting.

It took Shuri only ten minutes to end full manicure on your hands. “Here, ready.” Shuri said as she ended. “I hope you like the result.” She smiled brightly at you.

You looked at your hands. Indeed, your nails were looking spectacularly. “Yes! It’s amazing! Thank ya for help, I wouldn’t make them look that good without your help.” You admitted, hugging Shuri tightly. “And ya see? It was worth to buy few nail polishes. Paint your nails too and we can go at the party that T’Challa is throwing!” You suggested, wiggling your brew.

Shuri rolled her eyes. “I knew it was something deeper! Knew it! You wanna go there to meet that handsome warrior, don’t ya?” Shuri teased as she smirked at you.

“Maybe.” You whispered. “But it’s none of your business. Now, get ready and I go look for some dress!”

The Decision || Frank Castle x Reader

Summary: Once you met Frank Castle, you both got close. After some time, you received a letter saying your little daughter that disappeared years ago is alive. Will you listen to Frank’s advice to let it go? Or will you risk everything to get your child back?

Warnings: none

Words: 1953

Author: Cass

A/N: this drabble was written for @bloggingfromherbed  and her writing challenge. My prompt was: "Get your ass back here!”

You met Frank long time ago and it was one big coincidence.

You walked trough alleys between buildings, spying on two policemen that accorded to your knowledge, were corrupted and had something to do with your case.

You were walking slowly, making sure they weren’t about to notice you. Your hand tightened around handle of your baseball bat. It wasn’t just an ordinary bat, it was made out of really heavy metal. Heavy but highly effective.

You simply walked between two man and ended confrontation as soon as it has started. The bat was the best way to quickly shatter both men’s skulls.

“You do realize I can see you there?” You said rather loudly, looking at the roof of one building. “I am not blind like that guy that ran around here.” You said and smiled.

There were few minutes of silence before he came down to you. Then you could fully see him and he could see you.

“You know I wanted to get rid of these guys? You kinda fucked up my job.” He muttered.

You laughed softly and looked at the white skull that was adorning his chest. “Yea… Maybe. At last you didn’t have to waste bullets on them.”

He shook his head and smiled, annoyed.

That was basically your common first meeting. Since then, you started to see him more often. Of course, not  because you had wanted to. Somehow he was always hunting the same people that you were.

It took a long time for both of you to even get closer. When stuff got on ice, you found time to get closer to him.

You told him about your situation that wasn’t too colorful.

In past, you had loving husband and wonderful young daughter. You worked as a cop and one day you refused to get corrupted just like your coworkers.

After this you suddenly lost your job, your husband had a deadly accident and your daughter disappeared.

That’s why you started to get revenge on your own.

Frank sheared his story with you, it was when you realized that somehow you both were really similar.

It’s almost three years since you started to live with Frank. This life was hard, most of the time you were staying home, when he was the one that was hunting the bad guys. Was he trying to somehow give you your life back after your loss from years before?

You were sitting on a couch, holding your guitar tightly. You were deep in your thoughts when suddenly you heard knocking on the door. It couldn’t be Frank… He never knocked.

You took your gun and slowly walked to door, then you looked though viewfinder. Corridor was empty.

Just for the safety,you opened door carefully. All you could see was a small pink envelope on the floor. You picked it up and returned inside the flat.

Your mind was screaming to you. ‘Open it!’, but something still was stopping you. You decided to open it when Frank will come back home.

You didn’t have to wait too long though. Frank returned home few hours later. Surprisingly, this time he wasn’t covered in blood.

“I missed you so much.” He muttered, putting his bag on the floor. Frank walked to you and nuzzled to your shoulder.

You smiled softly. “I missed you too… Frank. Someone was here. This person left an envelope. I didn’t want to open it alone. I don’t know what’s inside.” You said quietly.

He looked at you, worried. “Want me to open it for you or you want to open it together?”

“Together, please.” You nodded and led him to the couch, taking envelope on your way there.

Frank took it from you as both of you were sitting. He opened it and pulled out a letter. It was more like one of those creepy anonymous messages. Every letter looked like cut out from different newspaper.

“We still remember you. We have the thing you are looking for. Tonight visit place where your man finished his life.”  You read and looked at Frank.

“Do you know what they are talking about, Y/N?” He asked looking back at you.

“I mean… I know the place but… OH FUCK! They have her!” You said, quickly getting up from the couch. “Do you understand?! My daughter disappeared… But I never got any message if she is dead or alive… What if they still have her? She would be only..”

“Ten years old, I know that.” He cut you off. “But how can you really trust them? You good know what kind of fuckers they are and you good know that they would like to get you into their hands.”

You frowned. “I am sorry. What exactly are you trying to say?” You asked.

“All I am saying is that you should threw this fucking message away and just leave it. I won’t let you go there.” Frank growled, getting up from couch. He was towering over you.

“I don’t care! I won’t leave her there! Not with them! I am going there if you like it or not.” You growled loudly and started walking toward your bedroom that you both were sharing.

Before you could even get there, Frank grabbed your hand and threw you back on couch. “YOU THINK I WILL LET YOU GO AND FUCKING DIE THERE!?”

You looked at him with anger visibly growing in your. “YOU THINK I FUCKING CARE! I AM READY TO DIE! IF IT MEANS THAT I WILL SAVE HER. SHE IS MY LITTLE GIRL!”

“How do you know that she is even still alive?! Maybe this is some fucking fake message to get you?!” Frank yelled, he grabbed your arms and looked at you. “Do you understand that I care for you too much to lose you? To lose someone again?” He explained looking you in the eyes.

You looked at him and your eyes started to fill with tears. “I understand… I feel the same when it comes to you.”

After this little argument subject of daughter didn’t return. Till that night.

It was one of those special nights when Frank stayed home. You looked at him in your bed. Than you got up and started to dress up, making sure you won’t wake him up. You grabbed your bag and walked to bed. “I am so sorry, Frank… I can’t leave her like this.” You whispered and kissed his forehead before leaving the bedroom. You walked to window and opened it. You jumped out and sighed softly as you started to walk. “I am coming, little one.”

The place brought only bad memories. You good remembered when your friends from patrol called you to see this place because of… Your husband’s accident.

You shook your head, trying to shake off this terrible feeling. If not this message, you would never visit this place again.

You could recall everything that happened here. The car wreck, your husband’s body, all those policemen…

You stopped for a while to take a deep breath and continued walking until you saw two men. They had girl with them, poor thing had bag on her head.

“Y/N! You made it! We were scared you won’t believe us! I mean, whole five years.” One of them said and smiled.

“You good know I didn’t come here to have tea with you and your friend.” You pointed at girl. “I am here for her.”

Man rolled his eyes and pushed girl toward you. “Here you go. Just don’t think it’s all.” He said.

You quickly crouched on girl’s level and took off bag from her head. You could see her face and you could already tell it was her. “Y/D/N…” You whispered, gently stroking girl’s cheek.

“Mommy…” She whimpered and hugged to you.

You hugged to her tightly and nuzzled to her little shoulder. “My little girl.” You whispered, ready to cry. You took deep breath and opened your eyes just to see a gun pointed at your forehead. You could almost feel cold metal touching it.

“Ya know. That’s sweet and all but you need to pay to take her home and she is expensive.” Man said smiling.

Frank had woken up more confused than ever. Bed was empty and cold. You and your stuff were gone. Before he could even understand what exactly happened with you, he heard his phone.

“Y/N? What the fuck. Where the hell you are?!” He growled.

“…Hello… It’s Y/D/N here… A-Are you my mommy’s friend..? I… She needs help. This bad people hurt her…”

Frank stood there and then he realize WHAT exactly happened. You went there. Just to get her, to see if it was really her. He took a deep breath and nodded.

“Yes. I am her friend, my name is Frank. Sweetheart, please. Tell me what they did and where are you? I will come to pick you up.” He said softly.

Frank left flat as soon as he knew, where you both are.

There wasn’t much you could remember. They beat you up… Almost to death.

You remembered that there was more than only punches… knifes and… maybe more… Everything was so blurry.

You growled loudly as soon as sun hit your face. You wanted to sleep, everything hurt.

You forced yourself to open your eyes. As soon as you did this, you looked at your body in shock.

You were clean, covered in bandages and dressings. You felt horrible but at last you were back in your bedroom. Was it just a dream? Did you get beat up during night with Frank and your daughter was just a dream?

You decided to slowly move yourself off the bed, it wasn’t easy. Every little part of you screamed in pain, just like you wanted to.

You hobbled to living room and saw something you never expected. You heart honestly melted.

Frank was sitting with Y/D/N on his lap, showing her how to play guitar.

“Ah, you see, little one? You get it, a lot of training and you will be master in playing guitar.” He said and girl giggled.

“Can I go to my room and play with the teddy bear you got me?” She asked.

Frank nodded. “Yea, sure. You can do what you wanna. You are free and safe now.” He smiled and watched as girl ran to her bedroom.

You sighed quietly and tried return to your own bed.

"Get your ass back here!”You heard him growling. “I’ve seen you there. Come here.” Frank said getting up from couch.

You walked to him slowly and hugged to him.

“I told you to stay. I thought I won’t be able to save you… and what? You would leave her alone? She waited all those years. And what with me?” Frank looked at you.

You looked up at him. “I am so sorry… I just… If I wouldn’t go, they could kill her.”

Frank sighed deeply. “Let’s forget about this, Y/N. The most important is that you are back. She is back and both of you are fine now. I won’t let anyone hurt you ever again.” He whispered and kissed you.

You purred quietly into the kiss. “Does it mean you are my new dad?” You both heard quiet voice. It was your daughter.

Frank laughed softly. “If you only want me to be one.”

“I want! You take care of me and mom!” Girl said and run to both of you.

“Well then.” Frank picked her you. “I can be your dad.” He said and hugged you and your daughter.

Now you felt happy. You were with man that loved you and your girl was back.

You couldn’t ask for more.