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Biggest Fan - smut

warnings: smut, masturbation (both male and female) selling p*rn (onlyfans) don't read if these could make you uncomfortable (btw i know nothing abt onlyfans so i may write this completely wrong so sorry in advance)
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this was never the type of thing steve would indulge in. not something he would even consider looking in to. that was until a juicy late night game of truth or dare. truth or dare, with drinks that was

he couldn't remember who, maybe clint? someone had asked tony what it takes for him to get off. a question steve couldn't help but wince at in the slightest. and someone, being a millionaire, doesn't quite have to worry about prices. thats when tony name dropped a certain site that caught everyone's attention.

'Onlyfans' 

everyone let out a few laughs, moving past the embarrassing revelation, all but steve

this wasn't something steve had heard about. he may have been a rather attractive man, the muscles, the looks, everything. but he wasn't too interested in many people, let alone did he have the confidence to hook up with someone

then, after a bit of searching he found 'the hub' as the kids say. it was typically his main go to, that was until tony's revelation

it was a late Saturday night, everyone tucked away in their own rooms. steve was feeling like... having a bit of fun. he decided to shake things up, grabbing his laptop and typing in the web address. as he opened the site, he looked into everything. you needed a credit card to be able to purchase content. 

no one really knew, but steve was rather loaded as well. money from the 40's, the payments for the bonds he sold, had been filling his account since before he went under the ice. 

he reached for his wallet, entering the numbers, followed by the pin. he created an account, something simple and cheesy, enough to earn a little laugh from himself. he scrolled through the content available, looking at popular creators. he found out many things about that site that night

specifically how you can get custom content made for a price. 

a certain name stuck out to him

'Miss y/n' 

she was under the 'local' section. he saw the profile picture, a woman, seated in lingerie with a thin mask covering the top half of her face. he clicked the profile, the preview video was one of her, seated infront of the camera. she had an array of... toys surrounding her

she was speaking to the camera, mask on. she spoke teasing phrases, words of encouragement. something about her voice made his blood rush south, faster than anything had

he clicked on prices, examining all her offers

that was until he saw the little green circle next to her name. she was online

he made his choice, selecting the customised video option. he watched the little box pop up, where he was to give any requests for the video. he entered his title, captain, as well as a few phrases he would like said in the video. he shifted the laptop, it rubbed against his rock hard erection, placing the laptop down to lock his door. after sitting back down he got the notification, his video would be ready this time tomorrow. 

his heart raced with anticipation, interrupted by another notification

'Miss Y/n is now live'