smut

The Sun’s Above Us

It’s the middle of a midsummer heat wave, and it’s hot. As balls. Yancy and Chuck are bookending the sofa, stripped to their boxers and sprawled out but keeping as much distance between their warm, sticky bodies as possible. Max

Of Card Games and Dubiously Adjusted People

“wait, you mean to tell me this was all, what? You courting me?!” Q squeaked. His head was churning. Oh those two were more fucked up than he was. “Yes I thought that was fairly obvious.” Bond dead paned. “Oh

been here before, been here forever

Birthday smut for some of my favorite people in this fandom. Set in the same universe as “can’t endure, can’t inhale.”

The Body Remembers When the Mind Forgets

When people need a mate in their life, it isn’t usually because they’ve forgotten they already have one.

One Eccentricity

“In the Establishment you’re allowed one eccentricity, and if you are a woman, that’s basically it.” Snippets from a cis!girl Eggsy universe. (Mostly previously posted on tumblr but now with added pegging!)

The First of Many

Eggsy should have seen this coming. Looking back, he should have payed more attention to the calendar; he’d been good about taking his suppressants until the last few weeks, when the training exercises and elimination tests had gotten so intense

The Joys and Pains of Womanhood

Eggsy is turned into a woman, and he and Harry take it upon themselves to discover the joys of his body before he gets turned back, unintentionally encountering the pains of it along the way.

Series || That Boy Is a Monster

He hadn’t even noticed it at first; not until Coulson walked towards the dining table, boxes of food and chopsticks loaded in his hands, and Clint had followed the line of his body down and down and down and— In

Size Isn’t Everything (Except When It Is)

Gwaine is bored and likes a challenge. Percival is definitely a challenge.

Impulsion

Before he leaves, Bond makes a request of Q. A silly request, and it’s all well and good until it comes in the post.

Found It Alright for Kicks

It’s something he never intended to bring up, except the next time he sees Colin he says, almost entirely autonomous of brain function: “It’s not a proper Colin Firth movie without a sex scene, is it?” Colin is standing beside

Put Love On Hold

Darcy is an omega who has been on suppressants for years, and doesn’t know the first thing about her own biology. When she makes it out of a hostage situation in one piece thanks to a certain supersoldier (or two),

Make a True Believer

‘Christ, it’s good to see you,’ Harry says, bringing a hand up to Eggsy’s face, thumb on his jawline, fingers brushing along his pulse point, and Eggsy is shocked into letting him have it for a moment, pinned under Harry’s

Like a Slave to Your Touch

Harry’s fingertips graze Eggsy’s neck, and that’s when Eggsy feels it–a sudden, intense yearning roiling somewhere deep within him, like a chasm opening up at his core. The feeling hits him like a punch to the gut, so hard and

Closet Thing to a Midlife Crisis

Of all the things said about his status as a sex symbol in the press, this is perhaps the one thing that Colin concedes wholeheartedly is true: he’s a fucking great kisser.

License My Roving Hands

One of Eggsy’s recruitment tasks is to protect some information from a vile seducer. No problem. Well, unless they send Harry.

Series || Breathless

“Harry–“Eggsy breaks off, because, god, Harry’s here! He’s alive, breathing, beautiful, and he’s got Eggsy crushed in his arms and the younger boy can feel his mouth tingling from the roughness of his kiss. Then Harry pulls back; more-so he

Good Hands and Stamina

Phil Coulson saying, “Christ, all I want is a man with stamina, good hands, and maybe a couple of joints to share, and a locked room where I don’t have to do anything complicated.”

So Close I Can Taste It

Harry grudgingly gives into Eggsy’s near constant begging and lets Eggsy kneel under his desk. He ends up wondering why he needed so much convincing to do it in the first place. Eggsy is a praise junkie and enjoys being

Monday Morning Massages

What’s a massage and a little somnophilic fingering between friends.

Squeeze

From the start, Harry’s read Eggsy all over, seen right through him, so Eggsy’s not surprised that he’s barely had time to think about how he wants to feel ruined that Harry gives it to him — just like that.

Naked

Wade naked was a sight to behold; something akin to the traumatised beauty of broken glass, a burnt out forest, a dilapidated building. Or so Peter thought as Wade stripped away his costume and headed to the bathroom.

Song of the Last Day

First Officer D’rek wants to Pon Farr the hell out of little Ensign Stilinski.

Before It Began

There’s an empty spot next to the guy, so what the fuck—Danny steps up to the bar and sprawls into the seat. He’s had a terrible day, so at the very least he deserves some eye candy to surreptitiously enjoy

Cops and White Lace

There are two things in life that Danny’s figured out that make Steve McGarret a very, very happy camper. One is explosions and pretending to be a real life G.I. Joe. The second is getting his ass eaten until he’s

The Ga(y)tekeepers

All they have to do is keep an eye on Rachel’s house for a while, but one shenanigan leads to another and soon, Danny finds himself wanting to make an honest man out of his gun-toting, trigger happy, actual Superman-impersonating

Bare

Steve and Tony share an intimate moment, and Steve indulges his preference for not just filling Tony up with his dick, but his come, too. They both have a good time.

Ke Aloha (Beloved)

The one where Steve’s absolutely smitten with his partner, Danny pretends to be bad a reading signals, and the results are one great, sticky mess in paradise.

Better Than Anything

Adventures in the art of getting Felicity to come (yes, it’s exactly that smutty).