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garbage all the way down ([personal profile] trashmod) wrote in [community profile] hydratrashmeme2018-05-26 03:51 pm

Dumpster #5: We didn't start the trashfire

Welcome to the latest, greatest, scummiest iteration of [community profile] hydratrashmeme. Come on in and please check your sense of shame at the door.

Rules in brief: Don't be a jerk except to fictional characters. Warn if you want, but read at your own risk, because this is emphatically not a safe space. Link your fills on the fill post. Unprompted fills: make a prompt or a header comment and reply to it with the full text. Continuations of fills from earlier rounds: just make sure you link in both places.

What's on-topic: Filthy and perverted twists on all the quality whump served up by Cap: Winter Soldier. Noncon, aftermath, uncomfortably sexualized violence, mind control, inappropriate uses of Bucky Barnes' metal arm, bad guys doing dirtybadwrong things to your faves.
What's off-topic: a/b/o, D/s-verse, soulbonds, mundane AUs, shippy/romanticized noncon, MCU heroes repurposed into OOC or edgydark delivery vehicles for your fave's suffering. If you've got a prompt for one of those burning a hole in your brain, head on over to [community profile] mcu_trash.

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HYDRA's Partying like Thanos isn't here-

(Anonymous) 2018-05-26 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
HYDRA has no reveal. DC never goes down. Asset is still theirs.

Fucking Funding keeps the Helicarriers from becoming a reality. HYDRA goes on, hiding in SHIELD.

Hulk crashes into NYC and Tony rightly calls SHIELD for assistance. HYDRA, on learning just how wrong everything is about to go- party like it's hot.

Half of them will die, according to what their pet psychics are screaming about in their cells.

Half of the entire population is about to be scattered like so much dust in the wind. Order through pain, doesn't seem so crazy now that HYDRA stands poised to swoop in and bring order into the chaos that will follow.

They plan, they move. Then the waiting. Fuck the waiting. HYDRA techs and STRIKE all are gathered, their work done- but they might all quite literally die tomorrow.

Cue females yanking- or having their IUDs yanked, the Asset, and any other toys being pulled out- fuck it. The dust bowl is about to hit- and most of the toys, and most of the handlers could be gone in mere hours.

Time to make memories- and try to leave a genetic legacy behind.

Give me female agents and techs riding the Asset while STRIKE rapes him and all sorts of trashy trashy "we're all going to die" orgy things. Go nuts- they kinda do.

Hydra goons/Steve: unexpected side effects of experimentation

(Anonymous) 2018-05-26 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Steve ends up on the wrong end of a Hydra base full of would-be super-soldier experiments. They're mindlessly violent, their sex drives are out of control, and once they're let out of their cells and sicced on Cap it gets ugly fast. One of the other side effects of the experimentation? Turns out their semen is an ultra-potent aphrodisiac.

The first time is brutal, painful, and humiliating. The second time, Steve's horrified to find himself getting hard and eventually coming. It isn't until the third time, when his body's positively desperate to get fucked even after multiple forced orgasms, that he realizes the pleasure is artificially induced... and the more they satisfy the craving, the more intense it gets.

Fill: Undeniable Plausibility - Steve becomes one of the asset’s handlers to infiltrate HYDRA

(Anonymous) 2018-05-26 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Moving over from Dumpster 4: https://hydratrashmeme.dreamwidth.org/2271.html?thread=5327839#cmt5327839

Original prompt from Dumpster 3: Steve is one of the Asset's handlers.

https://hydratrashmeme.dreamwidth.org/1634.html?thread=2964834#cmt2964834

Currently at 96/110 parts.

Fill 96/110: Undeniable Plausibility - Steve becomes one of the asset’s handlers to infiltrate HYD

(Anonymous) 2018-05-26 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)

By the time they arrived back at the Triskelion, Steve had had time to think. During the flight back, it had occurred to him that as deep in HYDRA as he was now, it made more sense for him to go Pierce than to Fury. He should go to the one he trusted more. That had to be Pierce.

He had to make a fucking appointment, which he knew was a not-so-subtle reminder of his place in the organization and Pierce’s importance, even if the secretary might legitimately have been busy. Whatever the case, it gave Steve more time to think over what he knew and plan his approach.

He could still go to Fury. He wasn't nearly as wary of him as he was of Pierce. Fury could find ways to make Steve's life hell, but, in many ways it already was, and Fury didn't have any influence over the Winter Soldier.

Steve really hated all the spy shit. He wasn't built for subterfuge. He could draw up a battle plan and was good at adapting on-the-fly, but trying to guess whether it would be more suspicious to take or not take action like this…

Well, Steve wasn't very patient but, despite all accusations, he did like to have some semblance of an idea of what he was getting into before charging into battle.

Would it be more suspicious not to try Fury? It hurt his head to think about this thing.

He went down to Fury's office and asked his secretary (she probably had another title, but Steve's ongoing sensitivity trainings had been mysteriously canceled after his first few weeks with STRIKE) how long it would take to get an audience.

"Oh!" She went pink and he could tell she was looking at his chest more than his own face. "I think, for you, Captain Rogers, he–"

"Captain Rogers?" called a voice from behind. "Secretary Pierce can see you now."

Well, Steve thought, that’s not a coincidence.

 

“This is Project Insight.”

It was interesting to experience his blood both running cold and boiling with rage.

 

Once they were back in Pierce's office, Pierce said, "Have a seat, Captain." He waved an inviting hand in that direction.

"I know you have concerns.”

Steve dropped into one of Pierce's fancy chairs. "I…" He groped for something to say that wasn't a diatribe against HYDRA. This isn't freedom, this is fear. How are you any different from the Red Skull, wanting to put a gun to everyone's heads and call it peace. He settled on: "I don't understand the DNA part. And you know my history, sir, so I'm sure you can understand why I'm worried about that."

Pierce pursed his lips as he considered. "The helicarriers themselves are almost complete. In fact, they are operational as they are now. You have a valid concern. The moment those ships go up, there will be hacking attempts. The launch has been set for April give us time to weed out those vulnerabilities that might otherwise lead to exploitation. DNA is slightly hyperbolic," he admitted. "It's more complicated than that. Biological data might be more accurate. The more crosschecking we can do, the fewer mistakes the targeting algorithm will make."

"That sounds like some mistakes are expected," Steve commented, frowning. That would, he supposed, be an easy way for HYDRA-specific targets to be slipped in.

Pierce shrugged, palms lifted as to say what can you do? "There are bugs in every system, Captain."

"That's not going to help me sleep at night, Mr. Secretary," Steve told him candidly.

Pierce half-smiled and shook his head. "Just be glad you won't be the one to give the order. Sacrifices must be made. I know you understand that."

"Yeah," Steve nodded to concede the point. "But I don't like it."

Pierce smiled sympathetically.

"I don't like it either. But peace is a responsibility. SHIELD will never have enough operatives to conduct a precisely coordinated strike against terrorism the old-fashioned way. Project Insight represents a quantum surge in threat analysis and elimination. It's a dirty business we're in, but this needs doing if we're to make the world a better place with lasting impact."

"And HYDRA, sir?" Steve chanced.

"Nick and I made these plans together,” Pierce explained. "We have the same goal. The war on terrorism must come to a decisive end so we can focus on the safety of humanity as a whole.”

So, no grand declaration. No outright takeover.

"But how will the targets be determined, sir?" Steve knew he was pushing it, but the question was important.

Smile pained, Pierce said, "The World Security Council originally had oversight over the development of the targeting algorithm, but after the alien invasion and the nuke headed for Manhattan…" He shook his head. "I'm on the Council. I was outvoted. Not, mind you, because nuking the aliens was an inherently bad idea, but because nuking Manhattan wasn't going to be effective unless the portal was closed first." Pierce put his hands in his pockets and smiled at Steve, he did not much feel like smiling back. "It's a good thing Iron Man was there to interfere."

"Yeah," Steve agreed as steadily as he could.

"Too many civilians on the Council. Oh, I know," said, he said, raising his hands, "I'm one of them, but I'm also US Secretary of Defense and head of US HYDRA. I'm not exactly a civilian when it comes to these matters."

"How can that many targets possibly be reviewed and approved time that the data is still current enough for the targets location to be valid? What about kids? People pressed into service to these groups, who are essentially prisoners and shouldn't be held accountable? How can we possibly have that many targets, that many legitimate targets, that this is the solution? I can understand how this could be useful gives a threat like the Chitauri, but…"

The tight smile Pierce gave him was just on the right side of patronizing. "Those are all good questions, Captain Rogers. You're not the first to raise this issue. The algorithm is as accurate as we can make it.”

"How so?"

Pierce waggled a finger at him. "That, Captain Rogers, you do not need to know. All you have to do is accept my word that the director of SHIELD approves and is as aware and onboard with Project Insight as I am. When it comes down to it, though, none of that is really your concern. Director Fury, the World Security Council, and I are working to address those issues. The project won't launch until everyone involved is assuredly done all we can to minimize collateral damage. I assure you, no one wants unnecessary death." Pierce studied him, sharp eyes on Steve's face, searching. "It's a touchy subject, I realize, but can you really say you considered all those factors when assaulting targets in World War II?"

Steve dropped his eyes for a moment. They both knew he hadn't, especially after Bucky. "I hadn't thought of it that way, sir," he said, and it sounded like a confession because Steve did feel guilty.

The Secretary's expression softened a little. "The helicarriers won't fire indiscriminately. There will be multiple safeguards. All you have to do is go about your business. You don't have to be aboard one of the helicarriers. We won't ask you to review any target list. Your work with the STRIKE team is enough."

"What about the Avengers, sir?"

"Nick Fury is one of my best friends, Captain Rogers. Did you know I was responsible for promoting him?"

Steve shook his head. The surprise stung a little.

Pierce glanced down at his expensive watch. "The story will have to wait for another day. For now, just believe me when I say, I would not want to deprive him of his best assets. Even after we successfully eliminate terrorism, a team like the Avengers will still be necessary, however infrequently. If all goes well, the Avengers should be able to stand down until the next extraterrestrial threat. You too, if that’s something you want.”

"Thank you, sir," said Steve. He hoped he sounded more reassured than he felt.

Fuck. Now he really had to talk to Tony Stark.

Soon.

Re: Hydra goons/Steve: unexpected side effects of experimentation

(Anonymous) 2018-05-26 09:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Jesus I want this to have addict!Steve seeking out every drop of semen, maybe wiping it up from the floor where it spilled to lick it up or finger it into his greedy hole...

Fucking seconded so hard.

Re: Hydra goons/Steve: unexpected side effects of experimentation

(Anonymous) 2018-05-26 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
OP

Oh yeah, I am here for all the nasty comeplay. I'd like Steve still resisting enough to bite off anything anyone tries to put in his mouth, but imagine they come on his face instead, and he has to duck his head to keep them from seeing him lick it off his lips.

Re: Hydra goons/Steve: unexpected side effects of experimentation

(Anonymous) 2018-05-26 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
I came.

But seriously. Yes. Stoic stubborn Stevie saying "I won't!" even as he is subtly licking his fingers like the greedy nasty cumslut he is becoming.

He fights and snaps his teeth as they try to fuck his face, but when they cum on him he gets "worse" at turning away, catching more and more in his mouth each time.

When he tries to "clean himself up" he just keeps subtly shoving the spill out back into himself, working the muscles to pull the cum deeper inside, to hold it in.

Fuck I can not write this- I don't have time... but these images. HNNNNNG

Re: Hydra goons/Steve: unexpected side effects of experimentation

(Anonymous) 2018-05-26 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
OP

I'm also thinking Steve doesn't realize what the delivery mechanism for this weird sex drug is--until their come starts dripping out of him and he feels his skin get ultrasensitive wherever it touches.

OK, OK, one more: He's still going to be craving dick after they're all fucked out/he escapes/the Avengers rescue him/whatever, isn't he? Cue hours upon hours of Steve racked with desperation, furious and hating what they've done to him... almost as much as he hates how frantic he is for more. (And if the other Avengers did rescue him, that opens the field for a bunch of aphrodisiac-assisted poor life decisions...)

Re: Hydra goons/Steve: unexpected side effects of experimentation

(Anonymous) 2018-05-26 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
I need trashmeme and OP advice.
SO I am now tempted to do a 5 + 1, little scenes... not sure if OP wants that...

ALSO would having sex pheromone and spunk induced bad plans be heroes doing bad things if unable to actually consent Steve begs for Sam or Clint's cock and gets it? Just- asking. For no spitroasting and DP reason what-so-ever.

Re: Hydra goons/Steve: unexpected side effects of experimentation

(Anonymous) 2018-05-27 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
OP

I WOULD BE SO UP FOR THAT

Two suggestions for keeping pheromone-assisted bad decisions within the spirit of the meme:
1. Dubcon where Steve starts out compromised but still rational, and gives the rest of the team the go-ahead to do the distasteful-but-practical thing if they're out of other options and the situation gets ridiculous.
2. Contact high or secondhand exposure = everybody is compromised.

Re: Hydra goons/Steve: unexpected side effects of experimentation

(Anonymous) 2018-05-27 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
The scene I am currently writing- because I am of course starting with Steve a cum soaked moaning wreck, is totally the 2nd one. Clint and Sam come in, and Sam is even INTELLIGENT unlike Clint, he pulls out his neoprene gloves and everything- pity they don't realize that with that much spunk, they're breathing it in too- and well, Clint gives in first because he touches Steve, is trying to help Steve, and Sam second while radioing back that they need hazmat suits. Because he has working braincells up till the bitter end.

So glad to see that was the right call. *goes back to typing the one scene that is crystal clear to me, and then work my way backwards from there in flashes.*

Re: Hydra goons/Steve: unexpected side effects of experimentation

(Anonymous) 2018-05-27 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
(random side comment: do you mean nitrile gloves?)

Steve/Bucky, Steve ‘claiming’ Bucky post-gangbang

(Anonymous) 2018-05-27 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Before the war, some time after they get together, Steve finds out Bucky has a thing for getting gangbanged. After the initial jealousy, they talk it through and come to an arrangement: Bucky can go out and take all the dicks (maybe while Steve watches...and jerks off furiously), but only if at the end of the night, when Bucky’s a sloppy fucked-out wreck, Steve is the one who gets to go last, to finally stake his claim and fuck him, give him one final load to let him know who he belongs to.

Flash forward to post-WS, Steve and Bucky get captured by HYDRA. A trash party on Bucky ensues, (while Steve is forced to watch), etc etc, they escape. Cue horrible, filthy trash aftermath sex that maybe neither of them are really ready for, because - unlike all the other trash parties Bucky has been subjected to over the years - Steve’s here now, and Bucky needs Steve to remind him just who he belongs to.

Bonus: my trash kingdom for all the twisted parallels between the consensual and noncon scenes, e.g Steve (lovingly) dirty talking/slut-shaming Bucky versus HYDRA joking about how many fists the Asset can take, etc etc

Re: Steve/Bucky, Steve ‘claiming’ Bucky post-gangbang

(Anonymous) 2018-05-27 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
YES, PLEASE. YOU ARE SINGING MY TRASH SONG, FRIEND.

HYDRA/Sam, betrayal

(Anonymous) 2018-05-28 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
call me old-fashioned, but I'd love to get some TWS-era fic where, about when Steve is being betrayed by 90% of the people he knows now, at least one of the people in Sam's VA group turns out to be a HYDRA plant. who, because you can also call me simple, drives the point home by violently raping Sam, in a place Sam's felt safe and helpful and in control of his life

interested in either plotty reasons this was part of an actual plan, or "fuck it, it's porn"

Re: HYDRA/Sam, betrayal

(Anonymous) 2018-05-28 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
Yes! Always here for more Sam in this dumpster.

Steve thinks he is wrong for liking to bottom

(Anonymous) 2018-05-28 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
Partially inspired by the Steve claiming Bucky above:

Pre-war Steve and Bucky are in a relationship. Not full on BDSM, but Steve enjoys being manhandled and taken care of, he loves being fucked, and he loves that Bucky is bigger and stronger than him but uses all that power to make him feel good.

Then, during the time Bucky is in the army, Steve gets raped. The attackers make fun of him, of how he is not a real man, jeer at his small size, how he loves taking cock. Basically, corrupt things he used to like about sex.

During the war they don't have the chance to really get into it, maybe just some covert handjobs, so the issue gets kind of avoided, but in the future, when they try to rekindle their relationship, things go sour.

Bucky is eager to take care of Steve like he used to, to use his body for something nice instead of all the murder (especially if he was raped too, and wants to have normal, good sex again). Except Steve thinks he is not supposed to want that because he is not "girly" and "weak" anymore. Give me all the self-hatred and miscommunication of Steve wanting things to get back to the way they used to be, because he did like it, but thinking he is not supposed to because it makes him weak and dirty, and that must have been how Bucky thought of him all along.

Up to you if and how they deal with it.

Re: Steve/Bucky, Steve ‘claiming’ Bucky post-gangbang

(Anonymous) 2018-05-28 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
I normally don't like bottom!Bucky, but I love this prompt so hard.

Re: HYDRA/Sam, betrayal

(Anonymous) 2018-05-28 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
Seconded on the Sam love!

Re: Steve/Bucky, Steve ‘claiming’ Bucky post-gangbang

(Anonymous) 2018-05-28 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
NA - Well I exclusively like bottom!Bucky and OP is singing my song. If I can get the juices flowing for it I might try to tackle this.

WS/Hydra, Immediate Mission Aftermath Rape

(Anonymous) 2018-05-28 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Right after a long, stressful mission through a muddy, humid, awful jungle, while everyone is still sweaty and bloody and dirty, with the bodies of the targets still cooling on the ground, Bucky's handlers decide they need to destress before they get picked up by a team to take them home. It'll probably be at least a few hours before they can be extracted, and until then they have nothing else to do. They rape Bucky right there in the dirt, taking turns to fuck him. On his knees, with his fingers scrabbling for purchase in wet mud, on his back with their sweat and bloody scrapes dripping onto the fogged screen of his goggles and clogging his facemask, maybe even up against a tree, clinging to rough bark that scrapes against his bare skin while he's getting fucked raw from behind.

Just make it dirty and filthy and as horrible as possible for Bucky, who's just trying to grit his teeth and get through this surprise "extra mission requirement." Peeing on him is acceptable and mild gore is fine, but I'd prefer any fillers to avoid scat.

Fill 97/110: Undeniable Plausibility

(Anonymous) 2018-05-28 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)

Natasha didn't even have a chance to greet him before Steve said, "I need you to manufacture an Avengers call. Something involving an EMP. I need to talk to Stark."

She raised an eyebrow at him. "It would be simpler for me to pass a message, if that's all you need."

"No," Steve said firmly. "It has to be face-to-face. I owe him that."

The freshly invigorated paranoia dominating his brain since Pierce showed him Project Insight tried to tell him that if Fury was in on it, there was very little chance Natasha didn't know. The idea that anyone could approve of what those helicarriers were for, much less the people he'd been thinking of as the good guys, was eating at the little trust he had in SHIELD. He listened to it for now. If it was wrong, he could apologize after Project Insight was stopped. But if it was coming from SHIELD, how could he trust SHIELD to help him? Tony Stark was involved with SHIELD, but he wasn't part of it and just as clearly didn't want to be. He was also a genius and an engineer, as well as an Avenger. Steve needed his help.

But it would be dishonest to ask for it without telling him the truth.

 

It took almost two weeks for Steve to get the call and the timing was awful.

The asset had earned its reward and Steve nearly had it there, a hand loosely around its cock while he drove into it from behind. It was making little desperate sounds around Rumlow’s cock as it pushed its hips back to meet Steve’s thrusts. 

“Uh, Cap?” Agent Goble called from the door.

“What?” Steve demanded, faltering in his rhythm as he twisted to look at her. “What couldn’t wait another couple minutes for us to be done here?”

“It’s an Avengers thing.”

“Damn it,” he muttered, frstrated and relieved, running his hands down Bucky’s sides as he pulled out. “Sorry, Soldier. Duty calls.”

Not a sound came from the Winter Soldier. It didn't even try to look at him.

He got up and did his best to ignore his uncomfortable erection. Steve was becoming an expert in ignoring discomfort.

 

 

"What do you know about the night your parents were killed?" Steve blurted, interrupting Tony Stark’s attempts to bring the Iron Man suit back online.

Startled, Tony stared at him for a moment before answering. "I knew they weren't going where they first told me. Mom's calendar said Bahamas, but Howard's said Pentagon. I know the investigators said he was drinking."

Steve hesitated. Would Tony really want to tear open the old wound? He hadn't missed the way Tony spoke of his parents.

No, it was selfishness under those thoughts. It was fear that Tony would refuse to help.

"What do you know," Tony demanded, voice gone hard. "Tell me."

He had to. Steve swallowed, took in a breath, and released it. "I think Howard suspected something was wrong in SHIELD. He learned something or made something, and he decided to take it to the military instead."

Tony covered his eyes with his hands and took a few controlled breaths. "Are you telling me… Rogers, are you telling me fucking SHIELD had them killed?”

“No," Steve said, trying helplessly to clarify. "I'm telling you HYDRA infiltrated and corrupted SHIELD and the Soviet branch killed them for it."

Tony mouthed HYDRA to himself and stared at Steve, who figured in for a penny, in for a pound and barreled on. "They used a brainwashed supersoldier to do it.”

After a moment of frozen horror, Tony said, "So help me, Rogers, if you tell me HYDRA found you first and you killed my parents, I–"

Steve's eyes widened. "No!" He exclaimed, raising his hands. "No! They didn't have me. They had. They had Bucky."

"Bucky," Tony repeated dumbly. "Bucky, as in Sgt. James Buchanan Barnes? Your best friend since childhood, only howling commando who died during the war? That Bucky?"

The explanation, minus the details of what Steve had been involved in over the past year, was terrible. He couldn’t read Tony’s reaction beyond the hard anger shuttering the man’s expression.

”So much for wanting my repulsor engine design to build a new helicarrier. I should have known better.”

"You're not surprised?" Steve questioned.

“No, I’m really not,” replied Stark, distracted by whatever he was doing with his helmet. “First rule in government spending: Why build one when you can have two at twice the price? Or three, in this case.”

Steve ignored the flicker of irritation at what he was sure was another reference he didn't have context for. He understood well enough.

”How do we disable them?”

Re: Steve/Bucky, Steve ‘claiming’ Bucky post-gangbang

(Anonymous) 2018-05-28 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm writing this!
Pre-war cockslut Bucky who then needs to deal with the reality of getting raped is my jam.

Due to timeframe, I'm assuming you want skinny!steve for the first part? I personally have a thing for tiny top!steve, but what you want? So far your jam is totally my jam

Re: SAMPLE 1/? Steve/Bucky, Steve ‘claiming’ Bucky post-gangbang

(Anonymous) 2018-05-29 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
Starting out somewhat off prompt, but I will be hitting the initial V1 gangbang eventually. I just thought this would be a sexy way to initiate the conversation. ....and I love possessive Steve. Bucky is HIS, whether Bucky likes/knows it or not.

“Ah! …Yes! Again!!” Bucky arched, springs of the small bed protesting their movement. The shades were drawn. Thank god the neighbors weren’t home.
Steve groaned and collapsed on top of him. “I can’t again, Buck. I’m tired.”
Bucky mumbled, clutching the pillow closer to his face, twitching his hips for more.
“You already got yours, how can you possibly want more?”
“I just need it, Stevie. Please, more?”
Steve rolled over, wrapping his limbs around the larger man, gently kissing his ear. “You’re so desperate,”
Bucky whined, allowing Steve access to his neck, hoping to get bit and sucked. His demands were met as Steve bruised the sinewy muscle below his collar line, but nothing went farther.
Steve wasn’t his first, but he was the first Bucky wanted a relationship with. Bucky lost his virginity from an older man while working at the docks. Men fucked hard and fast over there. No privacy, constantly on edge, the fear of getting caught. All lust. He regularly gave blowjobs and when the opportunities arose, other sexual favors. He had quite an underground reputation at the docks of being the one to go to for a good time. He never told Steve about these escapades. They didn’t mean anything, and they were a good way to make a few extra dollars on the side.
Several of the men knew each other, as escapades were becoming more frequent. Eventually they were becoming harder to hide, especially as his relationship with Steve was becoming more intimate. Before, sex with Steve was infrequent and more about kissing and feeling each other’s bodies, fragile and timid. Now, as they grew more familiar with each other’s bodies, secrets were shared. Bucky loved having his hair pulled, loved giving head, and getting fucked. He liked Steve being feisty and manhandling him. From time to time Steve would ride his lap, but overall Bucky’s preference was to bottom. Sometimes Steve would ride him just to hear him begging about how he’d rather get fucked.
So with this elevated sexual activity, and the preference of Steve topping. The overlap of Bucky coming home loose and Steve wanting sex was bound to happen. He played it cool until the other slid a finger in to prep him and he was wet in a way that no ‘self prep’ would.
Steve was shocked by what slid down his finger. The other man’s cum dripped on the bed. Bucky inhaled and blushed, adverting his gaze, he couldn’t meet Steves. It took Steve a moment before jerking his hand back, his face crinkled in disgust.
“Buck! What’s this?” Knowing full well what. Pinning the other’s thighs open with his bony hands, making him unable to shrink away.
Bucky shivered. He felt sick, slightly exhilarated, but sick. This could go very wrong for him.

Cliff hanger! I will write more.

Re: SAMPLE 1/? Steve/Bucky, Steve ‘claiming’ Bucky post-gangbang

(Anonymous) 2018-05-29 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
*gulp*

*sharp inhale*

Okay, more of this, please.