Behind the S.H.I.E.L.D.

From the desk of Philip J. Coulson

Dokesss annnyonne evvenen CAATRREEE???

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Yes, I believe, but I’d rather not pray
What I believe in I’d rather not say, baby [x]

coulsonphilcoulson:

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darkly-stark:

coulsonphilcoulson:

When you have threads that people owe you but you don’t want to seem pushy by reminding them.

Sorry i just haven’t had the muse to do them today, ive got them drafted.

……not actually directed at you.

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Sigh. You know what? Never mind.

If you wanna chat, you know where to find me. Otherwise, I’m taking off for now.

Anonymous asked: "I started following you because I really want to play with you...But we haven't yet :("

Awww, come to me, nonnie!

darkly-stark asked: "( text ) : if i open my eyes, my head will explode. that hungover."

[text] I’m not going to say I told you so about drinking while I’m away.

[text] But that doesn’t mean I’m not thinking it.

flewintotheice asked: "( text ) : i know you’re on a date and i should leave you alone, but about twenty minutes ago, i realized i haven’t been spanked in years so if you’re still looking for a birthday present, you know, consider it."

[text] I don’t know. As tempting an offer as that sounds, I’m waiting for my husband. Maybe you’ve met him? Tall, handsome, thinks he’s funny, and is supposed to be meeting me for our twentieth wedding anniversary dinner?

flewintotheice asked: "[text] Daddy... Tony and Bruce are going out tonight. When will you be home?"

flewintotheice:

coulsonphilcoulson:

flewintotheice:

coulsonphilcoulson:

flewintotheice:

coulsonphilcoulson:

flewintotheice:

coulsonphilcoulson:

[text] Jasper invited me out for dinner tonight.

[text] But in light of recent events (RE: the house to ourselves), I do believe I will decline his invitation.

[text] And, therefore, be home within an hour. ;)

Phil grinned, following Steve into the kitchen and stowing the box in the fridge, “anything to make you happy, baby boy. You know that.” It was one of the most true things Phil would admit to, honestly. “Now c’mere, daddy wants a kiss.”

Steve grinned and wandered back over to Phil, kissing him and wrapping his arms around the older man’s neck as he did so.”I love you, Daddy.”

Smiling into Steve’s mouth, he spun them around so Steve was pinned to the wall beside the fridge, kissing him hard. His hands roamed over Steve’s frame, ghosting over Steve’s favorite spots as he breathed into his boy’s mouth, “love you too, baby boy.”

Steve gasped into that kiss as Phil pressed him against the wall, whining softly and arching against him. “Daddy… you’re gonna make me not want dinner if you keep this up…”

He grinned into Steve’s mouth, “will dinner be ruined if we have to warm it up later?” Phil rolled his hips against Steve’s, relishing the feel of Steve’s body against his, “after all, we have the whole house to ourselves for the night and you look good enough to eat.”

Steve whined again as Phil pressed against him even more. “Dinner is fine… haven’t put it in yet… fuck, Daddy… please… I need you…”

Phil hummed into Steve’s mouth, hand slipping down to cup his ass and pull him as close as possible. He ghosted his teeth over Steve’s neck, “then maybe you should go upstairs and get your favorite plug so daddy can fill you right up before dinner.”

"Hmm… maybe I should… or maybe you should make me go get it and put it in…" he teased.

He smirked against Steve’s neck, biting him lightly, “if you don’t go get it so daddy can fuck you over the kitchen table, then daddy’s going to have to take a paddle to that gorgeous ass of yours.”

"And that’s a bad thing why?" Steve smirked before he pulled back, sauntering towards the stairs but pretty much taking his time as he moved.

"If you’re not back by the time I finish counting to ten, you’ll find out just why you won’t like it, baby!"