Sunday Smutty Sunday

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the  smut picture prompt meme
SIMILAR TO THE PICTURE PROMPT MEME ONLY FOR NSFW/SMUT PROMPTS INSTEAD

i. COMMENT WITH CHARACTER
ii. OTHERS LEAVE A PICTURE (OR TWO OR THREE....)
iii. REPLY TO THEM WITH A SETTING BASED ON THE IMAGES.

THIS POST WILL BE IMAGE HEAVY AND NSFW.

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[taskforced]

[ It's not as good as having him inside of her but she feels pleasure at knowing that she can make him sound the way he does, to know that she's the reason he's feeling good, in a whole different way. Her mouth moves a little faster, her tongue works a lot harder, her hand stroking him when her mouth focuses on the tip of his cock.]

[flagwaver]

[As she continues to work, the pleasure mounts, causing his hips to move ever so slightly. His fingers curl in her hair, holding on lightly. He's careful not to do it too tightly.]

Oh my god. [He breathes the words out without even realizing it, head tipping back as his eyes shut tight.] You're... that's... god.

[taskforced]

[ Sharon's feeling a little smug at the moment and she's keen to keep this going, to hear more sounds from him, to feel his cock pulsate in her mouth, to twitch against her lips. And she moves to start bobbing her head a lot more, taking him in her mouth even deeper than before, as deep as she's comfortable doing it. The hand at his hip moves to rub gently, trying to urge him to move his hips if he wants, to stroke himself within her mouth if that's what makes him feel good.

Her other hand moves, sliding down her own body, between her legs, to touch, just a little, her own body aching with the lack of friction.]

[flagwaver]

[He's got a lot of stamina, thanks to the serum. But she's pushing him to the edge already. It's just not a sensation he's used to, and the sight of her head bobbing down there? It's entirely too arousing. He groans again, able to see her hand slip down her body. He can guess what she's doing and it's even hotter to know that.]

Sharon... C'mere. I... [He wants to feel her, hold her, touch her.]

[taskforced]

[ She pulls back a bit to look up at him, as he asks her to come there.] You want me to stop-- [ it's more of a question, her lips quirking a bit as she moves to brace herself on his thighs with both hands.]

[flagwaver]

God, no. [Well...he does and he doesn't. His cock twitches between them, already aching from the lack of attention. His hips shift a bit, looking over her face and body, amazed at how beautiful she is.]

But I feel like I should be-- I don't know. Doing something here.

[It feels great, but he wants to make her feel good too.]

[taskforced]

[ She rocks forward a little, to press her lips to his for a brief moment.] Where do you want me, Cap?

[flagwaver]

Right here... [He murmurs softly against her lips as he pushes himself to sit up a bit more, turning her around to rest between his legs. He presses a gentle trail of kisses down the line of her neck while his hands roam her body.]

You drive me wild, you know that?

BUTTS

[taskforced]

[ There's no small amount of satisfaction that comes from what he says. It's hard not to be a little smug when someone as wonderful as Steve Rogers says something like that to you. Grinning, she turns her head, settling against his chest a little.]

You're not much of a slouch yourself, Rogers.

Thought you might like that

[flagwaver]

[He lets out a quiet chuckle at her comment, one hand reaching to cup her breast while the other slides further down her torso.]

Why, thank you, Miss Carter. How nice of you to say so.

[His thumb and forefinger tug at her nipple, rolling it a big as his other hand splays to cover as much of her her torso as he can, wanting to feel every inch of her.]

:3 i do

[taskforced]

[ Her body presses against the length of his, a soft sigh escaping her lips as his hands slide along her body, one cupping her breast as the other seems to hold her steady.

A shiver of pure delight runs up her spine when his finger rolls her nipple, a soft laugh escaping her lips.]

You're also a tease.

[flagwaver]

Am I? [He asks, as if he's completely clueless. But as he says it, he pinches her nipple just a smidge harder while his other hand creeps further down to reach between her thighs.]

I prefer to think of it as taking my time. Savoring the moment. [His fingertips barely brush her clit, but even that small touch causes his erection to throb against her back.]

[taskforced]

[ The laugh she lets out is breathless, a little strained as he takes his time touching her, not quite enough. Shifting against him, she purposefully provides his cock a little friction, trying to encourage him to touch her more.]

[flagwaver]

[He hums appreciatively as she moves against him, rewarding that touch with a little more pressure from his hand between her legs. He rubs a small circle with two fingers over her clit while his other hand palms her breast. His hips lift ever so slightly, but mostly his attention is focused on making her feel good. His mouth returns to her neck, kisses trailing up to her ear where he lets out a labored breath.]

How's that?

[taskforced]

[ The man has amazing hands, he's also a quick learner. Two things she appreciates now more than ever. He touches her just as she'd showed him how before, her hips quirking into the touch, a soft sound escaping her lips, something between a moan and a sigh of relief.]

Better.

[flagwaver]

[Better is good, but Steve is convinced he can improve from here. Smirking, he picks up the speed of his fingers on her clit, his other hand leaving her breast to lift up to her chin, tilting her face back towards him so that he can capture her lips in a searing kiss. There's no lack of passion here, especially considering that he has no idea when he'll see her next once they part ways.]

[taskforced]

[ She gasps softly against his lips, melting into that kiss. Her kiss is hungry as his is, her body arching and pressing against his, the back into his touch. Her breathing picks up, her legs start to quiver a little.]

[flagwaver]

[He pays attention to the way her body moves, matching his pace to roll with her. His fingers slip down a little further to tease at entering her before returning to her clit. When he breaks away from her mouth, he's breathing a little heavier.]

Do you like that?

[taskforced]

Yes-- [ she gasps out, her head falling back against his shoulder, body rolling restlessly against his. Her hands move to grab at his thighs, using them as leverage, to keep her anchored as she moans out his name. ] God, yes.