One Shots, Imagines & Drabbles - Characters

Yes, Mistress (Stucky)

They were spread out on the bed, almost identical smirks on their beautiful faces. You kneeled at the foot, looking over them.

Blissed out already and you'd barely touched them.

"Do you boys need more?," you asked teasingly and they nodded furiously, so desperate to touch themselves. Each other.

You.

"I need words," you warned them, an edge to your tone and they both nodded again. "Yes, Mistress," they said in unison, making your need grow. So eager to please.

"Good boys," you praised, crawling toward them. "Now, who wants the prize?," you asked teasingly and they both gasped as you took their cocks in your hands, stroking slowly.

"I'll be so good for you, Mistress," Steve said, looking up at you through his lashes, his bright blue eyes shining. His breathing slow and shallow. "So, so good," he repeated and you smiled.

"I'll give you whatever you need, Mistress," Bucky countered, his stormy blue eyes gazing into yours. "I'll pleasure you all night," he promised and you knew that was a promise he could certainly keep.

You watched them both for a long moment, still lazily stroking their impossibly hard cocks, thinking briefly about how they felt when they filled you.

"I think you," she pointed to Steve, "should make James feel so good first," you told him and he hastily rose to his knees, his hands behind his back. "Anything you want, Mistress," he replied, leaning over Bucky and wrapping his lips around the tip of his cock.

The moan that fell from Bucky's lips made your cunt clench. So deep, so sinful. "You want the prize?," you and Bucky and he nodded eagerly, soft moans still falling from his beautiful lips.

You smirked a bit and stripped your remaining lingerie, causing his eyes to widen a bit at your bare body. "So beautiful, Mistress," he whispered. One hand was held out for you and the other threaded through Steve's blonde locks.

You expertly crawled over him, lowering your aching, wet cunt to his lips and he wasted no time diving in. Bucky was the king of eating you out and he knew it. His tongue worked you in ways that no one else ever did.

His lips kissed over your folds just as his tongue pushed into your opening, literally eating you out. His free hand snaked it's way around, squeezing your ass and working the tight hole with his middle finger.

He was getting you ready.

The room was filled with the sounds of your collective moans. Bucky's face buried in your cunt. Steve's mouth wrapped around Bucky's cock, taking him all the way without batting a lash.

Your orgasm took you by surprise, washing over you way too quickly for your liking. You crawled back over next to Bucky and pulled Steve from his cock, desperate for more.

"Now," you started, eyes flickering to both of them that had eagerly returned to their knees. Anticipating what you'd say. Hanging on your every word. "Who needs more?"

"Me, Mistress," they said together. The pleading in their eyes made you even more desperate to let them fill you up. "Have you been good boys?," you asked softly and they nodded again.

"Yes, Mistress."

You couldn't help but smirk. This is was your favorite part. Your favorite game to play. Watching them beg for your affections. Watching them beg to fuck you.

You were always fair. You let them take turns. They were equal in the bedroom. So you thought about the last time. How it had been.

Steve had been buried deep in your ass. Bucky deep in your cunt. Both whispering in your ears. Telling you that you're beautiful. How lucky they were. How much they loved giving you pleasure.

"On your back, Stevie," you told him and he grinned, obeying immediately. You turned your head, kissing Bucky hard and he sighed contentedly against your lips. He'd have his favorite position tonight.

You crawled over to Steve, lowering yourself onto his cock, moaning as he stretched you. He waited patiently for Bucky to move behind you, slowly working you open for him.

"Such good, patient boys," you praised and kissed them both. "I think I'll reward you tonight," you told them. Bucky lined up, slowly pushing into you, taking his time, small whimpers falling from his plump lips.

Steve waited until Bucky was fully seated and they began to move. In and out. Creating a steady rhythm. There wasn't a moment where you weren't full. And you knew you'd never last this way.

They were whispering filthy things. The dirtiest sounds coming from the gorgeous super soldiers. The perfect subs, you thought to yourself. Each of them desperately holding off their own releases, simply wanting to make sure you found yours first.

It didn't take long. That familiar fire. It was building so quickly and they grunts and moans were only pulling you closer. The feeling of them both so impossibly deep, twitching cocks inside you, it was almost too much.

"Yeah, fuck," Bucky grunted from behind you, "oh god...oh fuck, Mistress," he whined, his voice strained and it nearly pushed you over the edge. Steve was close as well. His brow was furrowed. His teeth were digging into his lower lip.

"Cum for us, Mistress," he practically begged, needing his own release and soon. "Yeah, baby," Bucky breathed, "cum for us. Please," he said, his voice breaking and it broke you, the dam breaking as you came hard, screaming both of their names.

"Be good boys," you panted, their cocks still thrusting, chasing their own releases, "be so good and fill me up. I wanna feel your for fucking days," you whined and they both worked harder, cumming almost simultaneously, your name being chanted over and over like some sinful prayer.

"You okay, Kitten?," Bucky asked, moving you to lay between them and you nodded, your breathing heavy. They both kissed over your face and neck, soothing you. "Get some rest," you told them and they nodded, "cause I wanna do it again." They looked at you and smiled.

"Yes, Mistress."