Barista || Steve Rogers X Reader Fluff

Barista || Steve Rogers x Reader Fluff

Summary: Reader works in the café as a barista. During one of her shifts she meets Steve Rogers himself. A certain sympathy develops between them.

Warnings: None

Words: 1465

Author: Rouge

A/N: This story was written for @somethingtoavenge writing challenge. Congratulations on 1K!

It's been half a year since you were working in the café as a barista. You enjoyed your work and workplace. You even made friends with other girl, Hannah, which was working at the same shift as you.

She was always nice and kind towards you and heard you out many times when you were having problems of any kind.

 It was another night shift, this time on Saturday, and you were cleaning your workplace, setting cups into cabinets, washing a coffee machine.

 You had to take additional hours, bills were overwhelming you and truth was you needed some extra money.

The bell hanging next to door rang informing you that a new customer stepped in.

 "How can I help you?," you asked sweetly polishing one of the cups, not even looking at the newcomer.

 "Black coffee, please," strong, manly voice answered and it was when you raised eyes on the customer.

 How huge was your disbelief when you saw Steve Rogers himself leaning elbows against the counter top.

His blue eyes were watching you carefully, his brow was cocked a little and head tilted aside.

 "Uhm..," you couldn't form any sentence and suddenly you felt a strong poke aimed right into your left side.

 It's no one else but Hannah, who came to help you.

 "For here or to go?," she asked with a little smile, awaiting for his answer.

 You shifted aside to make her a room around the coffee machine.

 "To go," he answered simply but sent her a little smile. He looked over you and smiled again.

 You felt a blush hitting your cheeks so you smiled back messily and turned around to put cups into the cabinet.

 Hannah prepared his order quickly and handled the covered cup to him.

Rogers paid and walked out of the shop.

 "Fuck," you whispered, massaging your temple. "I froze. I didn't know what to do, I never knew someone like him would visit us," you explained yourself briefly.

 Hannah came to you and stroked your shoulder. "Don't worry. He comes here every weekend to grab a coffee, sometimes with muffin," said she. "You never met him here before probably because you were working only during the week."

 You nodded. "I feel so stupid!"

  She laughed at your words. "Don't worry. He's Captain America after all. The greatest hero. It's okay to be surprised."

Hannah was right.

 You met Rogers again one week later, also during Saturday's evening shift.

 This time you were aware of his presence since the moment the bell rang.

 Steve came to the counter and took a seat at hooker staying in front of it.

 "Hi," you whispered hesitantly. "Black coffee? To go?," you asked quietly.

 Steve nodded, smiling a little. "Yes, please. I see that you remember."

 You smiled back and in the silence prepared his order.

 "I haven't seen you here before," Steve said out of sudden. "How long do you work here?"

 "Uhm, six months now," you stated. "I study as well and you know, every coin is important," you added quickly.

 Steve smiled at you. "I understand perfectly."

 "I'm sorry for the last awkwardness," you rubbed the back of your head. "I was just surprised..."

 "Don't need to be worried about it," Steve said as he got up from the high chair. "It's a human thing to be caught off guard sometimes."

 When he left you sat on your chair and slipped hands under chin, sighing loudly.

  Hannah came to you and handled you a mug of coffee. "You could live a hundred lifetimes and never deserve that boy," she said. "I know the way you look at him, Y/N. Forget it. He'll never look at someone like you nor me."

For the next few weeks you were always meeting Steve on weekend shifts and your conversations evolved in that time.

 You were always happy to see him entering café with that disarming smile of his.

 And then Thanos happened...

 Half of living creatures were wiped off the world. It was very sad and bad days, yet you and Hannah survived the snap. To not lose senses from sadness and grief, you both decided to continue leading the café.

There were only a few clients per day, but it cheered you and Hannah up. Even the shortest talk with other human being was priceless.

That evening he came in as every previous weekend.

But this time he ordered two coffees to go.

 "Oh, so you meet with someone? A friend or someone else?," you teased him a little, preparing cups and covers.

 "Actually yes, I am."

 "May I ask with who?," you asked sweetly.

 "Someone who has turned out to be a good friend of mine. Who heard me out many times. Who have given me a shoulder I could lean on."

 You nodded head and put two covered cups on the counter. "Here, your order is ready. Be careful. Hot," you smiled.

 Steve grabbed cups and turned around to walk off the shop but stopped at the door. "What are you waiting for?," Steve asked, looking at you above his shoulder.

 You blinked. "M... Me? You meant ME?"

 "Yes," Steve replied. He offered you his shoulder. "Shall we?"

 "I...," you blushed and coughed. "I have shift.. I.."

 "Don't worry, Y/N."

You looked around to see Hannah leaning casually against the door to the back of the café.

 "May I...?," you asked hesitantly.

 "Of course," she nodded happily. "Go. Just be careful!"

 Steve giggled loudly. "Don't you worry, I'll lead her back home."

You walked at Hudson river. You took a seat at one of the benches at the promenade and watched the rising moon on the sky. Few stars were peering through the clouds.

 That early night was brisk, easterly wind blow gently ruffling your hair.

 "Thank you, that's so kind of you," you said, taking a sip from your cup. Coffee tasted delicious.

 "Thanks goes to you, Y/N," Steve said after taking a deep breath. "You know, everything's changed and I still didn't get over it."

 "I understand, neither did I," you replied softly and quietly. "It was so sudden... And it has left a huge pain in everyone."

 "Yeah," Steve nodded. "I try to do whatever it takes to... I don't even know. I'd gladly turn back time."

 "Hey," you turned to him and put a hand to his shoulder. "It wasn't your fault. We talked about it. No one could have stopped him."

 "I could have tried harder," Steve grunted and sipped onto his coffee. He slipped a hand into his bangs, pulling it up. "I wish I could do something. It's not right. There has to be something I can do."

 He wrapped an arm around you and pulled you closer so you were leaning head against his wife chest and he rested his chin over top of your head.

 "Don't worry. I believe you'll figure out what to do. You ain't alone in this. I'll support you, whatever you'll decide. I know I'm just an ordinary person but I can help, I'm hard working."

 Steve giggled and slipped two of his long fingers beneath your chin, forcing you to raise your head and look into his eyes.

"I know. Thank you for being so good to me. If not you, I don't know what I would do," he stated.

 He looked into your eyes. His blue eyes sparkled from moon's light that went finally through clouds. Steve leant down to you and his lips were pressed to yours in a soft kiss.

You blinked but gave kiss back, you closed your eyes and touched his bearded cheek.

 "Uhm...," you whispered in shock. "Oh... I... Wow...," you blushed hardly and immediately slipped head under his shoulder to hide it from his eyes.

 Steve smiled and stroked your back. "So as I see, not only I was hesitating before doing it," he joked briefly.

 You nodded your head and turned to him. "Yes," it was nothing but a soft whisper. "It was so nice," you couldn't find proper words to describe how were you feeling.

 "Maybe I can ask you for a dinner tomorrow, Y/N? What do you think?," Steve asked openly.

 You nodded eagerly. "It will be a pleasure to me! I just hope that Hannah will give me a few hours off."

 Steve got up from the bench and waited politely for you to join him. As you did, he wrapped an arm around your waist.

 "So. I'll lead you back home now, as I promised to your friend," Steve said. "It's a nice meeting. Thank you for this."

 You smiled and nuzzled to his chest. "I'll do whatever it takes to make you smile, Steve. Always."

Warm Me Up || Arthur Morgan x Reader smut

Summary: You travel in mountains with the gang. During stop, you got pretty intimate with your boyfriend, Arthur.

Warnings: smut

Words: 1641

Author: Cass & Rouge

The weather in the mountains was terrible.

It was snowing so heavily that it created a thick curtain that made it impossible to look through.

You were lucky, gang stopped in some old mine town.  

You even got your own little cabin, it wasn't perfect. The place was old but there was a fire in the fireplace.

You were sitting on a little cot, wrapped tightly in fur but the most important, you were sitting between your man's legs.

Arthur was currently busy, writing something in his journal.

"I like your consternation during noting things down," you whispered quietly, wrapping fur tightly around your figure. "Aren't you cold? I can make you a mug of coffee," you offered softly.

Arthur hummed turning his attention to you. "Did you said something darlin'? Sorry, I was away with my thoughts," he said softly and put journal away before wrapping arm around you.

"Coffee?," you asked again, smiling at him. You rolled a bit so you were kneeling between his legs. You rested head on his knee, eyes on him.

Arthur shook his head and pulled you into a hug. "Nah, you are warm enough. You and your fur,” he smiled, nuzzling to you.

"Me and my fur, hehe, that's cute of you," you grabbed man's palm. "Ough! Your hands are completely cold! I think I know how to warm you up..."

"They ain't that cold darling,” he said looking at you. "Hoe to warm me up?" Arthur asked.

You knelt between his legs, slowly slipping fur off your shoulders. It turned out that you weren't wearing anything beneath it.

Arthur blinked shocked. "And later hear from you that you are sick. Crazy woman," man sighed and took you into his arms.

You placed a kiss to his jaw, then to cheek and briefly to lips. After that, you kissed his jawline again and then you moved to his pulse point on his neck, laying casually between his legs.

He muttered deeply, looking at you. "Y/N, what are you doing? What if others will hear?," Arthur gasped at the feeling of your lips

Your fingers were trailed against his muscular chest as you were slowly sucking his pulse point. "Shut up," you purred.

Arthur blinked and nodded slowly, giving himself completely to you.

You smiled at him and started to kiss down along his chest, playing with waistband of his pants. "Such a handsome man of you, Mr Morgan. All the muscles craved perfectly," you praised, getting lower and lower, along his happy trail.

"What a silly things you are saying…," Arthur blushed at your praises and those words for sure made him hard. He let out a sigh and rolled his hips softly, feeling how uncomfortable his pants became

You licked his stomach, smiling at him. You loved to tease that man, he looked like a bad guy yet deep inside he's just a soft bear. You unzipped his fly and tugged on his pants to pull them down.

Arthur growled as his hips bucked. He smiled and helped you with his pants. "Dirty girl."

"I can get even dirtier if you want," you looked at his soft cock and smiled. "What a beautiful view." You wrapped palm around it and pumped few times, then you slipped him into mouth.

Arthur gasped at the feeling of your lips around his cock. "Jesus, Y/N," he growled as his cold rough hand moved through your hair to your nape.

You hummed around him, slowly sucking every inch of his shaft. Bobbing head faster and faster you were keeping control over him. Your eyes still on Arthur's face.

Arthur relaxed and leaned back, watching you Hand that was placed on your nape now forced to deepen your moves.

You pulled him out of your lips only to suck the tip. Then you spat in him. Meantime your hand traveled between your legs to rub your already wet clit.

"We ain’t gonna play like that sweetheart,"  Arthur smiled and pulled you up. He wrapped one arm around your waist and other moved to rub your wet clit. "Now I’m gonna tease you," Arthur purred into your ear.

Your body twitched at his touch, a wave of pleasure spilled over it. "God...," you whispered, sucking on your lip.

"Nah, only your Arthur," he kissed your lips deeply as two of his colossal fingers slipped into you and started moving. They moved out slowly only so he could push the roughly in.

"Oh my God...," you became a moaning mess in his arms, head rolled back, legs spread a bit for him. Your core was already sensitive enough and it was driving you crazy.

"Now, time for something else, sweetheart,” Artur purred, kissing your cheek.

He removed his fingers and quickly replaced them with the tip of his cock. He moved it along your pussy's lips to coat himself in your wetness. Arthur pulled you into a kiss before pushing himself slowly into you.

"Fuck...," you whispered briefly but as soon as he pushed himself in your pussy, you let out a loud lovingly moan. "Oh... Right there..." The feeling of having you man in was oh so magnificent. You spread legs wider for him, rubbing your clit.

Arthur moved you on your back to reach even deeper into you. He made sure to hit your g-spot. "C'mon, sweetheart, moan for me."

"Arthur!," his name rolled over your lips, "Harder! Fuck me, cowboy. Show me what you got!" Your hand moved to his buttock where you spanked him.

Arthur grabbed your hand and moved them over your head. He held them there with his firm grip, fucking you even harder.

"Yes! Yes!," you were screaming. His huge features above you, dominating you so easily made you even wetter. You loved him taking over control.

He wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you even closer, panting against your shoulder. "Fuck, Y/N. You are so good to me. Your sweet tight pussy gonna make me cum soon," he growled.

You wrapped legs tightly around his wide hips, deepening his thrusts. "You like to fuck that pussy, don't you? You like how that pussy squeezes your cock oh so nicely, don't you?"

"Yes, I love fucking your pussy and I love how it squeezes my cock," he grunted.

It didn't take him long to cum deep inside of you. The feeling of your soft, warm pussy around his shaft was too overwhelming.

Suddenly the door opened, letting cold wind inside. It was Micah. "Hey, Cowpoke! Time to move your ass! Dutch is...," he looked at both of you, soon a nasty smile appeared on his face. "So? That's why you got your own hut, guess screwing your whore wouldn't be so nice with others around."

Arthur pulled you closer trying to shield you from this rat's eyes. "Get lost, Micah. Tell Dutch I will come soon."

Other man nodded, smile never left his lips. "It was nice seeing ya, Y/N," Micah winked at you and left.

Arthur sighed and looked at you sadly.

A deep blush was covering your face when Micah simply opened your door. It was not that you weren't sure of yourself, it was rather an anger building inside of you. "Fucker," you snapped when Arthur slipped himself off you, leaving you empty.

"These are too gently words to describe him."

Arthur sighed looking down on you. "Ah... Dutch can wait. Relax, darlin'," he purred and returned to you. Arthur settled between your legs before moving them on his shoulder. "I am so sorry, darlin'," he hummed quietly before burring his face in your cunt.

With loud whimpered you rolled head back on the pillow. Within second the excitement was built again. "Mr. Morgan...," your hands were slipped into his fluffy hair. The feeling of his beard scratching your soft thighs was breathtaking.

"Yes, Mrs. Morgan?," he purred before wrapping his lips around your clit. Two of his fingers slowly slipped inside of you, he made sure to reach as deep as it was possible before moving out.

Within next moment you were a moaning mess. Rolling your hips, moaning his name, your core was wet and sensitive enough to get you over the edge. "Arthur, I'll fucking cum! Fucking right there, suck that cunt!," you held his head as you bucked hips to him.

"Good," man smiled against you and happily fulfilled your wish, adding the third finger to fuck you even better.

"FUCCCK!," you screamed as your release took control over you. Your walls clenched rhythmically around his fingers. Your body trembled and you forced him to get closer to you so you could kiss his lips, tasting yourself on it.

He kissed you back, gently removing his fingers. "Such a good girl," Arthur purred against your lips.

You spanked his butt. "Better go to  meet Dutch."

Arthur laughed and kissed your forehead. "And you dress up. I know that now you are hot like iron but please. You will get sick."

He quickly sucked his finger and got ready to leave, he gave you one last kiss before he went outside.

A few days later gang decided to move. You were sitting on one horse with Arthur, his arm tightly wrapped around you. You coughed as shiver ran along your body. "Is it just me or temperature is getting lower? I'm freezing."

"It should go up, actually,” Arthur took off his glove and put his now bare hand on your forehead. He sighed deeply when he felt hot you were.

"Great. Just great. Hold this for me," bearded man handled you the reins.

When you took them, he started to move behind you. Suddenly his thick blue coat was placed on your shoulders. "I don't need it now, anyway. No more sex in the mountains," Arthur summed up, taking reins back from you.

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Double Dare || Part II

Summary: Several days after the party, Zilpha Geary visits James at his mansion. You  become jealous of James, yet you don't want admit to it. After a short argument you get out of the house, trying to infiltrate East India Company and Helga's brothel. You get hurt and it's when James also starting to realize you ain't indifferent to him anymore... 

Warnings: None

Words: 2546

Requests: By all of you!

Authors: Cass & Rouge

It's only been a couple of days since the party you attended as James Delaney's plus one. Things were almost normal again, you spent almost all of your time at James' mansion. You helped Brace as much as you could, you did whatever it took to stay unnoticeable to James, you didn't want to bother him. It's until that one exact day when loud knocking pulled you out of afternoon nap.

James was glad you were getting as little into his way as only possible, he appreciated this so much. When James heard knocking on the door, he looked at the door from behind of his newspaper. "Will someone get that?," he asked, putting away bottle with alcohol.

You got dressed quickly and went downstairs, bowing head to James as a greeting. You walked to door and opened them. A huge disbelief crept onto your face when you spotted no one else but Zilpha. "Is James home?," she asked coldly and you nodded without a word, shifting aside to let her in.

"Did you finally started to understand that your husband is nothing and you decided to come back to me? Dear sister?," James almost purred the last part.He got up from his chair to greet Zilpha. "Y/N. My dear, would you be so kind and go help Brace? I am sure my sister has some important business to me. After all... She decided to come here."

You couldn't explain the feeling that crawled into your soul. Were you jealous? No. It was impossible. Wasn't it? You made a little curtsy and went to the kitchen.

"Who was that?," Brace asked, he was sitting at the table sipping coffee.

"Lady Zilpha," you snorted viciously. "James sent me here to help you. So. You got anything for me?"

"Actually, yes," servant glared at you briefly. "Get the basket and bring wood from stable."

Meantime Zilpha's hands wrapped around James' neck. "My love," she whispered against his ear.

"Oh... You are such a simple woman, Zilpha. One sight of me in arms of another woman and you come here like a wounded dog," James said wrapping arms around here."Did your jealousy took better of you? Or... Was it just your lust?," he smiled as his hand traveled to gently touch her cheek.

"You're mine. You always have been mine. No slut will change my feelings toward you, my love," her hands moved to his nape.

You went out of kitchen with wooden basket on your hip and you blinked, seeing how James and his 'sister' were cuddling on the main corridor. "Ekhem. Mr Delaney," you said coldly, "I'll be at stable if you'd need me," last part of sentence was almost a growl as you turned to reach back door.

"And you are mine, but somehow you still try to resist me.. And I don't like it. Not even a bit," James said to Zilpha,growling softly. He looked over his shoulder as soon as he heard your voice, man looked annoyed that you dared to interrupt him. "Go,” James simply muttered and his attention returned to Zilpha."So? Where is he? This soft cock you call a husband? You ended up so low sister. With him?," James laughed softly.

"You went abroad. He had fortune. He was kind. And I ended up being his wife. Why? Are my James jealous?," she whispered before slipping tongue into his mouth.

Meantime you went outside of building. You went to stable and collect needed wood. But when you were walking back to mansion, you heard familiar, unpleasant voice. You put basket on the ground and peeked out of the corner. You noticed Zilpha's husband, he was talking to some men.

Meanwhile, James was still snuggling with his sister. "You are really stupid. You are mine!," he growled grabbing her arms tightly."Just being kind is enough for you to lose your head?! I wasn't kind enough for you so you didn't wait?," asked James before pulling her into needed kiss.

At the same time, you were still glaring out of the corner at Thorne Geary and his fellas.

".... and it'll be his definite end," laughed Thorne as one of his mates patted his back.

"This plan can work out. We will help," other man agreed as he smoked a fag, "But you have to guarantee that young whore to us," dude added and your heart stopped.

They meant YOU.

"Tonight, at docks. First we'll infiltrate Delaney's warehouse, the one where the brothel is located," Thorne added as he threw fag away.

With heart in your throat you grabbed the basket and went back home. When you noticed James and Zilpha, you almost vomited.

James pulled away.

"You should go before your WONDERFUL hushedwill come here or I will take his bloody head of his shoulders if he cross the threshold of this house," James said holding Zilpha's cheek. "My sister... My love," James purred quietly.

"Actually, your husband awaits in the garden, Mrs Geary," you said quickly and went to kitchen.

"What kind of grimace is that?," Brace asked as soon as he spotted you.

"Nothing," you put the basket hardly onto table. "I go to my room."

You left room and tried to went upstairs, yet Zilpha and James were blocking a pass. "Ekhem?," you grunted deeply.

Zilpha threw you a mean glance, she smirked wryly at you before kissing James.

 James growled loudly but kissed her back, wrapping his arms tightly.He pulled away after a second. "You really should go now, Zilpha. As much as I don't want it," James muttered nuzzling to her neck.

You rolled your eyes and didn't wait any longer at permission, you simply pushed at the stairs between both of them.

Zilpha grunted when she was separated with James.Yet she bowed her head, nodding. "You're right. But promise me, my love, that we'll meet again, soon."

"We will. I promise you that, my love,”he smiled at her softly, a really rare thing for James. He hated to let her go.

After Zilpha left, James went to your room. "Y/N?" He asked standing in front of your door.

"What?," you didn't bother yourself to be polite to him this time. You were pinning your hair in a bun.

"Your behavior,” he said simply."You were acting like a annoyed child," after these words he opened the door and looked at you.

"Can you close the door?! It's my room after all!," you got up and want to door, closing them. "I don't trust her, that's all."

He opened door with such a force that they slammed against the wall. "Room is yours! But house is mine!," James yelled as he walked to you."And you work for me, at the same time. You act like a little brat around me and my sister," he said moving his face to you."I want to kindly remind you that you work for me."

Oh, how much you wanted to slap his cheek. But you calmed yourself down. "Yeah. Everything's cleaned, I help Brace. I don't know what else I can do, and trust me, I remember house is yours, how could I forget?," you growled as you got up from bed and went to mirror. You put your lipstick on, checking if you looked good.

"I asked about your real work. Spying or thieving," he said looking at you."Not about mopping shit up because this is made up by Brace and you so You not gonna get into my way."

"Yeah," you replied simply as you lurked through your wardrobe. You pulled out a coat and put it on. "But for now I am leaving. I shall be back around late evening so don't wait form me," you informed him and simply left the room.

James shook his head. "Whatever,” he left the room. James returned to his suite. He was mad at Zilpha and you. James missed her and your childish behavior was driving him crazy. He didn't understand why he even cared about you in a first place? James simply shook all feelings off his shoulders and decided to look at some documents he needed.

It took you few hours to get into building of East India Company. You roamed through offices until you noticed some important documents, they included James' surname. After that, you got on the horse which you stole from Delaney's stable and rode to docks. And there everything went wrong. You saw how officers arrested Helga and few of her prostitutes, both girls and boys. You managed to get into warehouse without being spotted, but unfortunately, you fell right onto Thorne.

Meanwhile, Brace knocked to James' room. "Mr Delaney, I believe your horse was stolen."

"What do you mean it was stolen? Who would do that? Maybe that stupid girl, Y/N, took it?," James muttered holding bottle tightly in his hand."She said she is going somewhere."

"It's almost midnight, sir, and she ain't back yet. I'm getting worried," lamented Brace.

James put away the bottle and walked to door, he opened them and looked at Brace. "Let me guess. You want me to go and look after her?," he asked.

"No, sir... You can always ask Atticus to look after her. I'm sorry, James, but to me she became a part of the family. I am worried about her as much as about you," servant stated.

He let out a deep sigh. "I will, I won't really trust him with handling her," James muttered rubbing his face. "Any idea where she could have gone to?"

"I have no idea but she was dressed very fancy. Maybe she tried to infiltrate someone for you?," Brace asked.

"Maybe... But who...,"James snapped his fingers suddenly."East India Company. She had to go there, she knows very well that they have a lot of stuff on me. I think she may go there to get these."

In the interim, Thorne's hands were on you again, like it was at that party few days before.

"Let me go, and I won't kill you," you snapped while other man kissed your neck, leaving a hickey there.

"Shut your filthy mouth, whore. James isn't here, he ain't gonna help you," Geary smirked, his hands slipped beneath your dress.He frowned when he felt a blade of knife under garter.

Within a blink of an eye, you kicked his crotch and when he fell on the floor, you straddled him, cutting his forearm few times.

 It was when two guards pulled you up and outside. There, one of men struggled with you and pulled knife out of your hand. They started to fight with you.

Winter used a brief moment of clumsiness of guards and she ran on the main road.

Atticus was on one of his night rides. He didn't really expected anything special to happen that night.

"Atticus! Atticus!," Winter screamed as soon as she spotted him. "HELP! WE'RE ATTACKED! PLEASE!"

He blinked and looked at young woman. "What? Who? By who?," Atticus asked.

"Don't have a time!," Winter pulled his hand.

The fight got to the place where you were laying on the ground, pinned down by a large dude.He held a blade of knife to your neck, slowly cutting the skin. You whimpered struggling hardly.

When Atticus saw it, he growled. "Bloody great," he pulled out his pistol and gave a warning shot."You better leave her alone or James Delaney himself will rip your balls off and push them to your own throat," man said aiming at dude.

But man didn't bother himself to even look at Atticus. He simply kissed you and stack knife into your shoulder. You squeaked loudly.

"Bloody idiot," Atticus said before shooting the man right in the head. He rushed to you. "You okay?," man asked, helping you up.

Loud hiss escaped your lips as Atticus helped you onto feet again.You simply fell into his arms.

Atticus sighed loudly and looked at Winter. "I will take her to James, can you take his horse and follow me?"

Soon, three of you came back to Delaney's mansion.

"Brace!," yelled Winter, simply stepping into house.

Servant went downstairs and blinked as soon as he noticed Atticus with you in his arms. "JAMES!," Brace yelled.

"We found your little thief! This silly little girl get into East Indian Company building and she ran into some troubles. Thanks God Winter was there and found me," Atticus explained.

 Servant helped James to get you to Delaney's room.

"Get the stuff. We need to take care of this wounds," James shook his head. "Only she could be that stupid to get there."

"Shut up, Delaney," you mumbled, slowly opening your eyes. "You told me to work, so I did," you slipped hand beneath hems of your dress and pulled a folder out. "They're hunting on you. They want to send you to Tower."

James took folder and put it away. "Listen to me now, Y/L/N. You are working with me but it doesn't mean you put your OWN life on a risk. If something is too dangerous you don't go there or make a plan to make this thing less dangerous," he explained then ripped top of your dress open to get access to your wound."Also, you don't hide things from.”

A little blush crept onto your cheeks, you looked at his serious face. "I did it for you. I don't want you to get killed," you stated openly.

"And I don't want you to get killed. For no reason, I know they hunt on me but you can't simply risk your life." He shook his head and looked at Brace. "She will need stitches, that's for sure, do that. I will go get bandages and some more comfortable clothes for her."

Brace put stitches to your shoulder. When he was doing that, you grabbed man's shoulder. "Brace, I can't like this anymore," you exhaled deeply.

"What do you mean, Y/N?," Brace looked at you briefly.

"James...," you stated.

"What with James?," Brace tilted head a little and after a second huge smile appeared onto his lips. "Well, well, do you want to tell me you fell for our Devil?," he teased and you only blushed

James was on his way to your room, his hand grabbed the handle gently. He heard his name and stopped to listen.

"... so yes. You're right. He can be a cold-hearted bastard but you're right, I fell for him. I don't care. To me he's... He's wonderful...," you were saying to Brace.

Servant nodded only, smile never left his lips. "Why don't you tell him?"

"Are ya kidding me, mate?," loud laughter of yours could be heard. "He'll laugh at it. He doesn't care. And to me it's enough to live in same house as he does."

James listened for a longer moment. He put your dress and new bandages on the floor right under the door, he knocked few times on the door, then went to his room.

 As he got there, man sat down on his armchair, thinking about you. Did someone could really fall for him? Was it really possible?

Brace helped you put fresh clothes on, then put you to bed. You hummed softly when servant wrapped blanket around your features. "Good night, Y/N," he said closing door as he left.

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WE'RE GONNA CATCH YOU / Eddie Brock/Venom X Reader

Words: 1,8K

Summary: you’re being kidnapped by some outlaws. Venom finds a way to get you back.

A/N: thanks to @thepaperpanda for hosting this writing challenge, I hope you’ll enjoy my writing though it sucks.

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Unexpected Buffing || Logan Howlett x Reader Smut

Summary: You went to a pub all alone and some guys bothered you in a nasty way. Fortunately, a very mysterious and handsome stranger rushed and saved your evening.

Warnings: Unprotected smut!

Words: 2678

Authors: Cass & Rouge

Evening at bar started nicely. You had few shots, enjoying your spare time. Few men tried to flirt with you but you didn't mind it as long as they were keeping a proper distance. You also hit a dancefloor to move your hips to the beat DJ was playing.

Logan entered the bar and quickly got annoyed by the crowds. There was nothing worst than being surrounded by strangers who would gladly try to kill you because of what you were.

He hid hands into his pockets and walked to the bar. Somehow he found a free bar stole, and sitting down he patted on the countertop.

"Barman! Whiskey," Logan ordered before lighting a cigar.

Meantime, two guys approached you on the dancefloor.

"Hey, chicka, you look fine," said one of them.

"Yea, nice figure you have, baby girl," his mate responded happily, simply wrapping arm around your waist and started to dance right behind you, scraped his crotch against your butt.

You turned around, angry grimace on your face as you slapped man's cheek. "Leave me alone, fucker," you snapped and rushed off dancefloor to take a seat across the bar.

Howlett looked behind his shoulder on sudden commotion. Girl got away so he returned to his cigar and drink but still discreetly kept an eye on her as she sat down. Men like this liked to keep horrasing girls until someone would bit them up.

You ordered Margarita and sipped on your drink, checking your phone. Your best friend has written she won't be able to meet you at the bar so you cursed under your breath. "Cunt," you mumbled to yourself and emptied your glass.

But when you tried to get up and leave the club, these two man came to you again. One grabbed your wrist and pulled you closer, you felt his stinky breath on your cheek and you almost fainted.

"Where is our kitten about to go? We can guide you back home, doll. What? Is your mommy waiting for her little girl to return?," dude asked, exposing his yellowish teeth.

"Fuck off," you growled, pulling hand out of his grasp. "I am not interested."

Logan had enough. Maybe strangers weren't his favourites but he hated how people could hurt innocent ones just for fun.

He observed you and whole situation to make sure he should or even could ntervene. When the men didn't stop bothering you, Logan got up from his seat and walked to you.

"Hey assholes! You don't have better stuff to do? Girl doesn't want your company, is it so hard to understand?," he growled. "The girl is with me."

You passed a surprised glance to a stranger and moved to stay next to his side. "I'd kick your balls, dicks, but I'm kinda not too sober to do this by my own, but he can," you assured them and wrapped arm around his strong waist.

Thanks God this guy has showed. You knew situation was getting thicker.

Logan smiled and wrapped his arm around you.

"Sure I could, sweetheart, but I got you here to have some fun. I am not in a mood for fights so better fuck off from the girl!," Logan said with deep growl.

Sure, he could just beat them up right there but the last thing he needed was some special attention because of the fight.

One of guys rolled his eyes. "We just wanted to lead lady home, man, cool down."

They observed you for awhile and left when they realised that stranger wasn't in mood for jokes.

"Thank ya," you whispered.

Logan nodded and simply walked back to his his seat. "You better go home or make sure that someone pick you up so you won't get into troubles again," he said sitting down and taking sip of his drink.

You blinked. He simply left you like nothing had happened seconds before. You followed him and took a seat next to him. "Whiskey. Two, actually," you ordered and when bartender poured alcohol to glasses, you handled one to stranger.

Logan looked at you with raised eyebrow. "Are you trying to get into more trouble, girl? Don't hurt yourself with this drink, little one," he said taking the glass from you.

"That's for saving me from distress," you joked lightly, looking at him carefully. "I'm Y/N, and you?"

"I am a Lone Wolf and that's all you need to know," Logan said and looked at you carefuly. "I don't like people harassing others and you really must like getting into trubles. Coming to place like this, alone, dressed like that" he summed up, lighting another cigar and measuring you with his eyes.

You observed him, playing with lock of your hair.

Stranger was tall and handsome, beard was giving him +10 points to charm. His arms and chest were wide and well-built. When he was looking at you, his deeply blue eyes were shining like a stars on the sky.

"I'm not a troublemaker," you assured him softly. "Hey. Tell me, what can I do for you for saving me? I owe you a favour."

"Well, looking at the situation and at you I assume you end in situations like this quiet often," Logan muttered taking a sip from his glass as he looked at you carfully.

You looked nice in tight dress that showed off your beautiful body shape. Hair kinda messy because of the not nice meeting from minutes before.

"You could try and don't get into trouble so I don't have to save you again," Logan said with soft smile. "That would be nice."

"Deal," you smiled and simply took the cigar out of his hand. You inhaled with strong smoke and smiled at him. "Would you mind if I'd ask you to lead me back home?"

He watched you thinking about your proposition. Maybe it was a chance to end the evening nicer than getting drunk or getting into a fight.

"Walk you home you say," Logan pretended to think, rubbing his chin slowly. He moved closer to your ear. "I think I can do that. Just to make sure you will get home safe, litte one," he purred into your ear with soft smile.

You smiled at him and at the same moment you coughed loudly, apparently the smoke from his cigar was too strong for you.

Logan laughed softly and patted your back. "Little girl chocked on real man's cigar? First fight, now this? Let's get you home before you'll kill yourself by accident," he said taking the cigar from you as he got up from the seat. He started walking torward the door, looking over his shoulder. "Ya comming?"

You blushed at his comments yet followed him like a good puppy.

As soon as you both left the pub, you took a deep breath. Evening was rather cold and you shivered when wind blew you right in the face. "What were your purpose on coming here tonight?," you asked him.

"Getting drunk, that's all," Logan answered briefly with a shrug, he removed his jacket and put it around your shoulders.

When you two got to your place, he looked around. "And you live here alone?," man asked.

You hung his jacket on a hanger next to front door and walked to the kitchen to pour yourself a water. "Yea, as you see. Do ya want something to drink?," you offered politely, looking at him above your shoulder.

"I think I'd prefer a snack," Logan said as he sneaked behind you. His arms wrapped around your waist as his chest pressed to your back. Logan nuzzled to your hair and then to your shoulder, inhaling your sweet scent. "And you look and smell like a great snack," he purred in a deep voice against your skin.

You parted your lips as you muscles tensed. Not that you didn't want it, you were simply cut off guard when he came to you without warning. His chest was strong and warm and you couldn't help but whimpered quietly. You turned around in his arms and put hands to his stomach. "Oh, do I?"

Logan purred loudly pushing his hips against you slowly. "Yes, you look and smell fucking amazing. I guess it was a right thing to save you tonight," Howlett growled and suddenly picked you up to sit you on the counter.

He rested one hand on your hip, massaging it gently, other hand moved to your nape to pull you into a messy kiss.

You tried to say something but was cut off by the kiss. He tasted wonderful, a mix of strong alcohol and nicotine. You hummed and wrapped arm around his neck, placing other hand at his buttock, squeezing it.

When you broke the kiss, you let out a whimper. "Woah, easy, tiger."

"Nah, I am not this type," he said and pulled you off the counter and walked with you to your bedroom. Your smell was everywhere but bedroom had the stronger scent so he found it easily.

Longan threw you on bed and looked down on you. "Look at you, got into another trouble and you say you ain't a troublemaler, little Y/N," he purred and towered over you. "Let's see what you are hiding under that dreas."

Your cheeks were burning with blush, eyes glistening from unspeakable desire. You say on the bed and reached to your buck to unzip your dress. You took it off your shoulders and laid down, raising your hips to take dress completely off. You tossed it on the floor as you did. Your black lacy underwear emphasized your shape. You looked up at him and moved to the edge of the bed. "Like what you see?," you teased, unbuckling his belt.

"Such a good little girl," Logan purred and moved hand into your hair, stroking them gently. He looked at your body and the lacy underwear. "I like it... But I know what would look even better."

Logan leanded down and quickly ripped your bra in half, he took it off and tossed it on the ground. "I will buy you a new one. Now, get back to work," Logan winked at you.

You were still blushing but you didn't pay attention to this anymore.

You slipped hand into his jeans and stroked his crotch through boxers he was wearing beneath pants. You tugged on his jeans and when they fell down to his ankles, you went down on your knees and tugged his boxers down as well.

He was rather a big sized, thick length was slowly getting harder. You glared up at him and placed a kiss to his tip, then spat on your palm before pumping it around his shaft.

"Come on, don't play with me or I won't be gently with you, sweetheart," he whispered looking down on you, his hand moved trough your hair pulling them gently.

You took his cock into your mouth, you deep-throated him instantly, gagging with his length. Saliva dripped on your boobs from corners of your mouth and you slipped your free hand into your panties, rubbing over your clit.

You bobbed head back and forth, sucking hardly onto his tip. You pulled it out of your mouth to press it against his lower stomach to lick main vain properly and to suck onto his balls.

Logan held your head tightly but didn't control your moves, you did such a good job that there was no point in this.

After a moment he pulled you up. "Such a good girl, how do you think? Did uou deserved the reward?," he asked softly, his thumb traced your lips as he looked into your eyes.

You sucked onto his thumb, nodding eagerly. "I guess so," you answered him with a grin on your lips. You rocked your hips on sides, playing with your panties. You slipped them off. You grabbed his palm and simply guided it between your thighs.

He rubbed fee circles around your already dripping pussy and then  grabbed your legs and picked you up, pushing you on his hard cock. He nuzzled to your shoulder and let out an animalastic, deep growl as he started to move you up and down his member.

Logan started to bite and suck on your skin, making sure to leave a mark so you would have a souvenir after him. "You feel so good around me, little one. So warm and tight, just for me," he purred like a happy wolf. "I'm gonna fill you up and you're gonna be mine."

You hugged to him tightly as from it would depend your life. You were moaning and groaning right into his ear, sometimes muffling your whimpers by kissing his jawline.

"You like it, don't ya, girl?," he chuckled, listening to your moans and every little sound you made.

Logan moved with you to a wall, he pressed your back to it. His hand moved around your neck to squeeze it hard but not enough to hurt you in any way.

You rolled your eyes, pleasure was unbearable to you. His cock was thick, his thrusts hurt you but you enjoyed it oh so much. "Fuck me, just like that, boy," you whimpered. "Fuck me harder, I want it harder, fucking shit," you growled through clenched teeth as your hand moved to squeeze his butt.

Logan gladly used his full strength to pound into you. "As my princess wish. You won't be able to fucking walk tomorrow," he growled and his hand moved from your throat between your bodies to rub your clit. Logan nuzzled to your neck only to inhale your scent and bit hard into your warm flesh.

You squeaked loudly, moving hands to his back and scratching them strongly, leaving bloody marks after your long nails. "I wanna ride your fucking cock," you stated, your eyes on his. "Let me make you feel fucking amazing."

"Not this time, little one. But maybe next time, I promise you that," he purred into your ear as he pressed your clit and stroked more agressivly. "Come on, cum for me, girl."

"So fuck my fucking cunt harder, boy," you teased. Your boobs were bouncing, meeting each one of his thrusts.

Truth was he made your legs shake and you knew you were almost reaching your peak.

He felt how close he was and he wasn't going to hold it. Logan fucked you hard, slamming into your core with a loud growls. Logan kept going like this before pushing as deep as it was only possibe, his hips stuttered and hands rested on the wall, trapping your head between them.

He moved his hips few more times before cumming with a loud roar.

His claws slipped out and stabbed the wall. "Fuck..."

Blissful climax made you unaware what has happened for a few moments. You screamed and a tear streamed down your cheek because you couldn't bear with that amount of pleasure. Your juices mixed with his semen and dripped down your legs when you let go of his waist. So you stand there, naked, in front of a man you knew for two hours.

When you realized the claws were still sticked in the wall, you covered your mouth, cold shiver ran along your spine. "You're a mutant...," your words hung between two of you like an axe.

Logan growled loudly trying to free himself. "Fucking shit." When he finally did he looked at you and nodded slowly. "I am," he muttured and looked away. Logan was sure that soon you would kick him out of your flat because of this.

You didn't say a word. You walked to the bed and laid down, patting place by your side. "Wanna join?"

Logan looked at you, suprised. He looked at you like a deer into the headlights, then he joined you in the bed. "I expected a different reaction," Logan said gently wrapping arm around you.

Next morning ll that left after him was his jacket and few bucks with a little note saying: "For you bra, just as I promised."

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