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What about

If you were an omega in like 'medieval times', and you were rescued from a pack of alphas who mistreat you and hurt you because your a soft little omega.

It's a miserable night and you are sitting alone by the fire when the camp is attacked by Alpha Bucky's pack? And you are so scared because you had heard stories about how strong and dangerous they were. And the fight was really brutal and you sort of manage to hide in a corner until all the fighting stops and you're just shivering and terrified.

But it turned out they were only dangerous to bad people, and they totally look after omegas and worship the ground they walk on?

And they give you nice clean clothes and tend your injuries, feed you and give you a nice little tent to sleep in, with warm blankets to snuggle up in.

And maybe you spend a bit of time with Peter who is a bouncy omega and he's like really sweet and makes you feel like it's all going to be ok?

And you ask him about Bucky because he smells so damn good and he keeps looking at you but he hasn't spoken to you. And Peter is like, "Oh he's fine, he's just a bit intense, but once you get to know him he's great."

And one night you are all at a tavern and you find yourself sitting next to Bucky somehow (Peter spoke to Natasha and she made it happen) and you are talking with him a bit and it's nice but you feel nervous because now you are next to him it's even more clear how attractive and strong and safe he is and you just want to bury your face in his chest, but you cannot.

And mayyyyybe, you start to doze off on his shoulder because you've been through a lot. And the next thing you know he is carrying you up to your bedroom and you just don't want him to let go, so you whisper to him, "please stay, it's scary in here by myself..."

So after very little persuasion he agrees but doesn't get under the covers because he doesn't want to make you feel pressured or anything. But you have had some mead so you just snuggle up and immediately fall asleep with his scent all around you???

And you wake up and he's accidentally snuggled up to you and buried his nose in your neck and you feel so happy and yet can't stop freaking out because it's so intimate even though you are both fully dressed and nothing even happened.

And what if later that day he comes up to you and tries to suggest that you both should avoid sleeping like that again until he can properly win your affections, but you just pout and say, "but it's scary all alone... Unless you think I should ask another alpha?" And give him your best innocent eyes and bite your lip and he just flares up red at the thought of it.

"Well if you don't want me in your tent and I can't sleep by myself, what am I going to do?" You ask, batting your lashes and ever so slightly pressing your fingers against his chest.

And he just growls and storms off but you just giggle and skip off to tell Peter and Natasha what happened because they are now your number one fans and love seeing Bucky flustered.

So that night over the camp fire you spend time chatting to Natasha, who is an alpha, and you loudly tell her your problem about not wanting to sleep alone and she offers a space in her tent. And Peter is gleeful at the look on Bucky's face as he glares at this exchange.

Especially because he can smell your mischievous delight in your scent and he knows he's being played for a fool. But as Natasha strokes your arm he cannot help himself.

He stomps over and takes your hand in his before pulling you up in the air and over his shoulder, marching away from Natasha as you squeal in surprise.

Finally he puts you down outside his tent and presses a hungry kiss to your lips. "Omega, you pull a stunt like that again and I'll have your ass, now get in this tent and go to sleep before I change my mind."

And you just giggle and kiss him on the cheek before heading inside and making the bed a perfect little nest for when he returns to snuggle up with you?

That might be cool?

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adorable!!!

The Newlywed Game

Summary: You’re forced to play The Newlywed Game with your ex situationship.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F. Reader

Warnings: Angst. Smuttish, but not my usual descriptive smut. 18+ Only. Minors DNI.

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“I can’t.” That’s all the explanation you got when Bucky ended your situationship. You were friends with benefits for almost a year. The only rule he had was don’t fall in love. He had too much baggage and he never wanted a family. He didn’t want anyone to depend on him.

You couldn’t blame him, he was traumatized by Hydra. Trapped inside his own body for decades, he was afraid it could happen again. You jumped in head first with him anyways. You were in his bed after every mission, every meeting, every day. You basically lived in his room, not that he would ever admit that. Then one rainy afternoon, you knocked on his door like always. Except this time, he didn’t pull you into his warm embrace.

He moved out of the way so you could come in, and immediately you knew something was wrong. You reached for him, ready to console him, desperate for his touch. He had just finished a mission with Sam and he’d been gone for two weeks. You missed him, and he was usually so excited to see you.

When you placed your hand on his cheek, rubbing the scruff that had grown while he was gone, he wrapped his fingers around your wrist removing it. “I can’t do this anymore.” His voice was so low you could barely understand. Your eyes narrowed at his words. “Have I done something wrong?”

“This has gone on for longer than it should have. I can’t let it anymore.” Your throat tightens, but you refuse to cry in front of him. You walked out and your relationship with him was never the same. You didn’t hang out anymore.

When you were alone, he would leave. He didn’t sit beside you during the Friday night movie. He didn’t choose you for his partner on game night. The other Avengers didn’t know for sure that you were hooking up. You hid it pretty well. They had their suspicions, but neither of you ever confirmed it.

Tony called everyone to the back yard. “What’s all this?” Steve asks, pointing to the stage he had set up. “It’s my anniversary tomorrow and Pepper said she always wanted to play the Newlywed Game. So I had this built so we could play.”

“That’s great, Tony. But who are you all going to play with? There’s four set up’s and only two couples.” Steve gestures to Wanda and Vision. “Thought about that and Cap, you and Natasha are going to play and….” He looks at the whole team, everyone looking in different directions trying not to make eye contact. Except for Sharon, who hung around a lot lately. She was getting closer to Bucky, obviously wanting Tony to choose them. You roll your eyes. “Barnes and Y/N. There now we have all our couples. I’m going to go get Pep, you guys take your spots.”

You look at Bucky,but he’s busy talking to Steve about how ridiculous it is. You hear Sharon agree that he should have chosen someone else. When Pepper comes in, she excitedly claps her hands together. She points to the other teams, “You’re going down!” She laughs, but you can’t help but protest, “This is rigged! You guys and Wanda and Vision are the only real couples!! How is anyone else supposed to win?”

Tony shoots you a death glare but answers, “Cap and Natasha have definitely bumped uglies before. And you and Barnes are close friends. I thought that would make it more fair. But, I do expect to win.” You cross your arms, but accept his answer. Bucky finally looks at you, but it’s not friendly.

Sam comes out, wearing a suit Tony made him wear to host. “I’ll explain the rules. You all have a whiteboard, marker, and eraser. I will ask a question and you will write your answer on your boards. If your answer matches your partner’s you get a point. I’ll eliminate one couple each round until the final tie breaker.”

You take a deep breath. This is hell. But, you do know Bucky better than anyone, so as long as he didn’t ask any crazy questions, you would be fine. “First question. Where is the craziest place you and your partner have had sex?” You freeze. Of course Stark had these wild questions. If you both answered the same, everyone would know that you had hooked up.

You think about lying, but decide the ball should be in Bucky’s court. You’ll answer correctly, and if he doesn’t you’ll know he doesn’t want anyone to know. You quickly scribble your answer, waiting on Sam to call on you. Tony’s answer is Steve’s room and Pepper’s matched. Everyone laughed while Steve said Tony has to pay for his room to be deep cleaned.

Wanda and Vision both answer “in the air.” Natasha and Steve said a table in the meeting room. You turn your board to reveal your answer and Bucky shows his. You look and see that he has answered correctly. “The quinjet?! Damn y’all are nasty!” Sam laughs.

You’re taken back to that moment. You, Bucky, and Bruce were on your way back from a mission. Bruce was driving the quinjet, but activated the mode Tony installed for breaks. As soon as he started snoring, Bucky led you to the bathroom. He took you against the wall, metal hand across your mouth to stifle your moans. It was one of the hottest things you’d ever done. Your suit clung to you in the worst ways after that. His cum dripping down your legs, it was nearly impossible to take off.

The others look at each other in surprise. Scott yells “I told you they were hooking up. No one believed me!” Sharon looks at Bucky so harshly that if looks could kill, he’d be dead. He just shrugs his shoulders. Of course, he would be hooking up with her. Why wouldn’t he? She was pretty and it had been three months since he ended things with you.

The next question was “Who hogs the covers more?” Everyone got it right except for Steve and Natasha. She said that wasn’t a fair question because they never actually slept when they were together. The round continued with four more questions. At the end, Steve and Natasha were eliminated because they had the least amount of points. The rest of you were tied.

“What is your partner’s pet name for you?” Sam asks. That’s easy, “doll”, you write. When you reveal your answers, Sharon looks furious. That must be what he calls her too. It stings, thinking of them together. You don’t have time to dwell on it before Sam asks the next question. “What is the highest number of orgasms your partner has given you in one night?” Your eyes widen, you know the answer, but you don’t know if he will remember.

Tony and Pepper answer three, Tony grins like the cocky asshole he is. Vision and Wanda answer two. Bucky raises his board, “Six?!” Sam shouts, “How were you guys fucking this much and nobody knew?” He laughs. The round surprisingly ends with Wanda and Vision getting eliminated.

But you’re busy thinking about that night. Bucky’s head between your thighs for hours. He barely came up for breath. You were sure he would smother, but he insisted. He didn’t stop until the sheets were soaked, your legs were shaking so hard, you’d immediately fall if you tried to stand up.

He had you screaming his name all night. When he finally started fucking you, he took his time, pulling another orgasm out of you before going back down for another taste. He finally came with you on top. He had to lift your limp body on him, using you like a sex doll. You couldn’t move if you needed too. It was the best sex you’d ever had.

“It’s time for the tie breaker question. Answers don’t have to match, the crowd will vote on the most romantic answers.” Sam states. “When did you know you were in love?” Tony and Pepper immediately begin writing. You’re certain you’re going to lose this one. Bucky was never in love with you. You write your answer, deciding to answer truthfully.

Tony and Pepper’s answers make you tear up, they are so in love. You can only hope you’ll find that one day. You and Bucky reveal your boards at the same time. You glance at his, his answer knocks the breath out of your lungs because it matches yours. The Avenger’s Barbecue. You lock eyes, his gaze softens as he reads your answer.

You’ll never forget such a pivotal moment in your life. All of the Avengers and Shield agents’ friends and family were invited to play games, eat, and have a good time. Emily, who helped coordinate your missions brought her husband and three young children. A baby girl, a two year old boy, and a five year old girl. The children were drawn to Bucky. The two older children swung from his metal arm while he held the baby with his other one.

The image made your ovaries explode. You couldn’t help imagining how he would be if you had kids. He laughed as they asked him a thousand questions, playing on him like a jungle gym. You knew without a doubt, you were in love.

Bucky took a deep breath when he read your answer. Why was it the same as his? Did you know? Was it a prank you were playing on him? Emily’s children were entranced with you from the moment they met you. He couldn’t blame them, he felt the same. They had played with him for an hour before the food was ready. When Tony told everyone to make a plate, you offered to watch the kids while she and her husband got their food.

Bucky watched as you comforted the crying infant. The two older children sat beside you while you read from a book the girl got from their bag. Bucky knew he was screwed. He could see a life like this so clearly. Your belly round with his baby, while you tended to your other children. He didn’t want to admit how badly he wanted that. The realization hit him like a ton of bricks. He was in love with you.

That night he made love to you, it was softer, slower than the other times he touched you. He knew you could tell the difference too. He placed one last kiss to your lips, willing himself to let you go. The next morning, he left for his two week mission with Sam. He convinced himself that it was for the best if he ended things. He didn’t want to hurt you. You might be okay with it now, but years later you would regret it.

You’d realize having the Winter Soldier for a husband wasn’t worth everything you would have to go through. Then Sharon started flirting with him after Steve rejected her. He hadn’t so much as hugged her, but she acted like she was entitled to him.

Everyone voted for Tony and Pepper to win. They were the real couple and it was their anniversary tomorrow. Tony was going to treat everyone to dinner for being such good sports. You got out of there as soon as it was over. You needed a nap before going to dinner. It was all too much for you. How the hell did you and Bucky make it so far in the game? Why did he have the same answer for the last question? You convince yourself that he knew how you felt.

That night changed everything. The sex was different. If you didn’t know better, you’d swear he was making love to you. He had to be messing with your head. Somehow you manage to fall asleep even with your thoughts racing.

You wake up two hours later, just enough time to get ready for dinner. You put on the little black dress Bucky loved. If he wants to play games, bring it on. You apply your perfume when a light knock sounds on your door. You would recognize the knock anywhere. “Come in” you call. Bucky walks in, his tight black t-shirt hugging him in the best ways.

“Hey doll, we need to talk.” You put your earrings in, anger surging through you. “Talk about what? How you were trying to humiliate me up there? How you’re banging Sharon now? There’s nothing to talk about. You should just go.”

“Humiliate you? What about me? How did you know the answer to the last question?” He demands, charging toward you. “I answered it truthfully, James. How did you know my answer?” You ask, hands on your hips. “I answered honestly too.” He confesses, his blue eyes sweeping over the swell of your breasts.

“Stop lying! I don’t see what the point is. We have been over for three months. Why are you doing this?” He shakes his head, “I was telling the truth. I realized I was in love with you when all those kids were sitting in your lap. I could see our life together. And I wanted it, the kids, the white picket fence, the big house, you.”

“Bucky, I wanted all that with you too. Seeing you playing with those kids made me realize it too.” You sigh, feeling relieved to finally get it off your chest. His lips crash into yours, hands moving at lightning speed to remove all of your clothing. You’re under him in seconds, panting against his lips as he rubs himself against you.

Bucky moans as he sinks into you. He’s always known deep down you were made for him, now he has no choice but to accept it. “I’m so in love with you.” He tells you between thrusts. You claw at his back, his confession almost sends you over the edge. “I am so in love with you, Buck.” You kiss him gently. “Say it again.” He smiles, as you get lost in each other.

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Master List: Betrayed

Summary: Everybody thought Steve’s sister had passed away decades ago. But when you show up at the facility and try to attack Bucky, there are questions to be answered.

NOTE: Warnings are placed in the chapters as well as word counts. All the gifs used are not mine.

Chapter List:

Chapter one - You

Chapter two - Sunflowers and Pain

Chapter three - The Truth

Chapter four - I guess we can be friends

Chapter five - McDreamy

Chapter six - Dog Tags

Chapter seven- The date that never happened

Chapter eight - I hate this plan

Chapter nine - Dimitri’s Downfall

Chapter ten - Monsters in my Head

Chapter eleven - You and I (Path one)

Chapter eleven - Killer (Path two)

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I’m in love!!!!

❝𝐏𝐔𝐍𝐊𝐄𝐃 || 𝐁𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐒❞

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Reader

Summary: The prank goes wrong— or does it?

Warnings: Cursing, fluff, angst if you squint

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The Avengers— also known as the Earth’s mightiest heroes. Saving not only their home planet but the rest of the universe as well, saving humanity from evil politicians, aliens, Gods, mad titans, and the likes. Sacrificing their lives and their freedom for the betterment of the world but when these heroes find themselves on one of their well deserved breaks the so called Earth's mightiest heroes turn into absolute children especially a certain birdman who drags a brooding hundred year old super soldier along with him.

“I don’t think this is a good idea, Sam.” said Bucky who was sitting on one of the stools in the kitchen of the compound.

“Don’t be such a grandpa, Buck. She’ll be fine, worst case scenario is she punches us both in the face.” Sam rationalizes as he readies the items in front of him.

“We shouldn’t be messing with people with their biggest fears, birdbrain.” the brunette shoves the man beside him as he hesitantly looks around the area.

Before Sam could argue back with Bucky they heard footsteps heading towards their direction and as if the gods were listening to Sam’s prayers— you arrived.

Bucky internally groans as he watches you walk towards them with a neutral look on your face. The super soldier wanted to take you away from the area or tell you to start running— he didn’t wanted to be involved with Sam’s stupid pranks, knowing very well this specific prank was for you.

“Hey boys.” You greeted them as you reached the kitchen.

“Hi, Y/N! How are you? You okay?” Sam asked.

Turning your attention to the man in front of you with a confused look on your face from the sudden question, you asked, “Are you? Cause you’re acting weird, Sam.”

“I’m amazing actually, just having a little chat with Bucky over here.” He said patting Bucky’s back way too hard.

“Oh— uhm, I actually want to talk to you, Bucky.”

Bucky’s ears perked up hearing your sweet voice making his heart beat two times fast, he feared that you would hear it.

The super soldier has been harboring his feelings for you for years now.

You were his first actual friend once he first arrived at the compound, well aside from Steve, you were always there for him. You would help him deal with his nightmares until he had none, you would help him with his worries until he just stopped worrying, you helped him find and love himself until he started to find courage and started loving you.

It was always you and him.

You told him everything— from your demons to your biggest fears, which for some reason Sam found out about.

Hence this entire ‘pranking our teammates’ plan.

“Sure, let’s talk in your room, doll.” said Bucky hurriedly as he places his hand on your lower back leading you out of the kitchen.

“Wha–”

You were cut off by the feeling of something dropping on top of your head.

Halting your movements you looked towards the two who looked guilty as ever and then everything clicked.

These idiots will pay.

The thing that fell on your head started crawling it’s way down on your face making you yell in fear.

A. FUCKING. SPIDER.

You swing your head around, shaking it out of your hair.

“GET IT OFF OF ME! BUCKY! SAM! PLEASE!”

Tears started to well up your eyes, your heart pumping abnormally fast, blue wisps of cosmic energy starting to form all over your body.

The two men jumped into action the second they saw the wisps forming around you— desperately trying to remove the spider off your head.

And before they could, you used your telekinesis to grab the ugly looking creature before pulverizing it to dust with a cosmic beam.

Silence.

“Y/N I told him it was stup–” Bucky says slowly walking towards your now shaking form.

“You were in on this?” you asked the brunette who was now holding you close to his chest.

Bucky looks down on your face noticing every freckle that adorned your cheeks also taking note that you were full on crying.

“Doll I–”

“I’ve been having such a shit day, James.” you stated coldly.

Bucky visibly winced from you calling him James. You never call him by his first name— it’s always been Bucky or Buck or a cute pet name you make up.

Still hugging onto your waist, Bucky shoots daggers at Sam who was watching from behind you as he cradled your head with his vibranium arm.His gaze would’ve probably buried Sam six feet under if it could.

“I woke up late for training earning me one of those stupid speeches about time management from Steve. I’m having stupid fucking period cramps, I haven’t eaten anything all day because I needed to finish my stupid mission report because Fury needed it immediately, Oh– don’t remind me of those stupid trainees—” you were cut off by Sam butting in. “What happened to the trainees?” He asked, invested in the story only earning him a glare from the two.

“What happened, doll?” Bucky asked softly as he pushed strands of your hair that was sticking on your face.

God, you're beautiful. Bucky thought as he continued to admire your face.

“Nat, Wanda, and I were training those stupid stupid stupid trainees when we heard a couple of the girls giggling like school girls in the corner.” you said trying to calm your breathing now meeting Bucky’s eyes before continuing.

“They were talking about how hot you are and how they're gonna find a way to ask you out. That made me furious, only to realize I can’t be mad cause I have no right to be— So I came down here looking for you to tell you I liked you only to be greeted by spiders because you two thought it would be funny.”

With that Sam immediately made a run for it— silently moving away from the scene, leaving the two alone.

“Y–you what?” Bucky stammered at the revelation.

“I like you okay and by how my day is going you probably don't feel the same way. Now, I just ruined my friendship with you. I’m so patheti–”

“Don’t fucking finish that sentence.” Bucky growled. His eyes soften at your teary doe eyes and your quivering pouty lips.

“I like you too, baby. Heck I fucking love you, Y/N. My day starts and ends with you and only you. It has been for two years now, ever since you said hi to me the first day I came here— doll I was hooked, and about the prank, I told Sam it was a bad idea but he didn’t listen to me.” He cups your small face in his large hands making you lean closer to it.

“You do?” You asked with a pout.

“I do, baby. God, I do. Please forgive me, I’ll do anything to make you forgive me.”

“Anything?”

“Anything, gorgeous.”

It was a sunny Saturday morning and Sam and Bucky were chasing after a white ball of fur who was running around the compound.

Bucky scoops the little thing to his chest before falling on the couch next to his friends with a sigh.

“I can’t believe you got her a cat, Barnes.” Sam growled plopping right next to him, making the rest chuckle at their state.

“I can’t believe you thought it was a good idea to prank a mind reader with cosmic powers.” Bucky retorted back, reminding them of their mess up— they had forgotten you had the ability to read minds, you knew about their plan the moment you stepped foot in the kitchen— deciding to play fire with fire and using it as an advantage.

“You’re lucky she killed the spider and not you two.” Steve chuckles as he shakes his head.

“Pine-pine!” you squealed as you bolted towards the lounge area taking the white fur ball out of Bucky’s grasp before sitting next to the super soldier.

You cradled the cat towards your chest like a baby, wiggling your fingers in front of its face, giggling in the process.

Bucky however did not regret buying you a cat, no matter how hard it was to deal with— he loved the smile it brought to your face being with Alpine.

“Look at him, he’s whipped. No hesitation on buying a cat whatsoever.” Sam said the group of heroes as he watched the two in disgust.

“If you didn’t decide to give her a heart attack she wouldn’t have asked for it now would she.” Bucky clapped back at Sam making you giggle at the both of them.

“She would’ve still asked for the devil cat at some point— and what did you get in return, huh?”

“A girlfriend, Wilson. A girlfriend.”

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the best thing of read in months!!!

Accidents Happen Series Masterlist

Summary: Reader is accident prone, comes from a sheltered background, and has been with the Avengers almost a year when Steve finds Bucky and brings him to the Avengers Tower (post CATWS, pre CACW). Bucky takes an interest in the reader’s quirkiness. (mostly fluff)

Part One: Accidents Happen

Part Two: Melt With You

Part Three: Evasive Maneuvers

Part Four: Never Tear Us Apart

Part Five: Unavailable

Part Six: No Light, No Light

Part Seven: Tabula Rasa

Part Eight: Somethin’ to Talk About

Part Nine: No One Like You

Part Ten: Happy Accidents (End)

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Marriage of Convenience Chapter 5 FINAL

Warnings: smut, slight physical violence

All during dinner, with scorched steak, overly creamy mashed potatoes and bruised pears, Bucky and Y/N were insatiable. Bucky kept a hand on her thigh at all times under the table, every once in a while his hand traveling up closer to in between her legs. Y/N would stand up and act like there wasn’t enough room to get out quickly, and would brush her breasts against his shoulder as she would get up and sit back down. When everything was cleared, cleaned, and everyone went back to their individual bunks in the back houses, Y/N went upstairs, buzzing with excitement and a little scared with anticipation.

When she reached the bedroom she took a deep breath and opened the door. At the end of the bed stood Bucky, shirtless, his underwear low on his hips, his hair wet from a quick wash.

“Hey sweetheart,” he greeted her as she stepped in and closed the door behind her.

“Hey, darlin’,” she said. He smirked at the pet name.

“Come here,” he instructed as he faced her. Y/N walked over to him, her hands clenching at her sides. “Just relax, Y/N,” he chuckled at the tense look on her face. His hands ran up her arms and massaged her shoulders. “If you’re still not sure we don’t have to.”

“No, no I want to,” Y/N said quickly. “I’m not sure…what to do now.”

“How about we start from where we left off earlier?” Bucky suggested, his fingers moving towards the buttons on her dress.

“Okay,” she whispered as she nodded. She watched him unbutton her dress all the way down until she could slip out of it. When she was in her undergarments she helped him unbutton and unstrap everything until she was naked in front of him. Bucky admired her, his eyes raking over every curve and dimple. His scrutiny made her shy and she started trying to cover herself.

“No, sweetheart,” he pushed her hands away from her chest. “You’re beautiful.”

He led her over to the bed and had her sit down on the edge. “I’m going to take these off, alright?” he asked, hooking his fingers under the top rim of his underwear. Y/N nodded. He stepped back a little and slipped them down his legs until he stood bare in front of her. Y/N stared at him wide eyed. Y/N had seen a few penises on accident before as some men were leaving a creek after a swim, and thought it an odd appendage. But those men didn’t compare to Bucky in size or length.

She didn’t know why but her mouth started watering and she wanted to touch it. “May I?” she asked, her hand slowly reaching forward.

“Yeah,” Bucky said, stepping back towards her until he was standing between her legs. She touched it with her finger first, running it up his length and down again, just getting used to the feel of it. She then wrapped her fingers around him, holding his cock gently in her hand, noting how small her hand looked compared to it. His cock started to harden then, jumping a little.

“Is that what happens when it’s ready?” Y/N asked innocently, looking up at him.

“Yes,” Bucky breathed. “It’s, uh, getting excited.”

Y/N giggled at that. Bucky covered her hand on his cock with his hand and started to make her move her hand, showing her what to do. “That’s what helps it get harder…ah,” he gasped as she gripped it a little harder. “Not too hard, sweetheart.”

“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “Is that all?”

“Well, it’s also nice when, uh, when it’s sucked on,” Bucky let go of her hand and let her keep tugging on him, her hand getting used to the movement.

“Suck on it? How do you even put your whole mouth on it?” she asked incredulously. Bucky’s smirk widened.

“You sure know how to make a guy feel special, sweetheart,” Bucky praised her. “You don’t have to, it’s just something that feels nice.”

Y/N took it as a challenge and leaned forward. She kissed the tip of it, making him gasp again. She opened her mouth and licked it from the tip to the base of it and back.

“Shit, sweetheart, that’s good,” Bucky’s eyes shut tight as he tried not to thrust.

Y/N opened her mouth wider until she could wrap her lips around the tip, then gave him a suck. Bucky’s knees almost buckled as he steadied himself with his hands on her shoulders. She gained confidence as she started moving back and forth with him in her mouth, sucking and licking his cock slowly, getting used to how it felt on her tongue.

“Fuck, that feels amazing,” Bucky moaned, his fingers now skimming along her jaw as she widened her mouth as much as she could, taking as much of him in her mouth until he hit the back of her throat. She gagged lightly, one hand now coming to grip his thigh, the other still moving along the part of his cock she couldn’t get in her mouth. “You’re a natural sweetheart, goddamn.”

Bucky involuntarily thrust into her mouth, making her jaw close. “Oooh, no teeth. I’m sorry, that was my fault,” he said as he gripped her jaw. “It just feels so good. You’re so good at this.” Y/N hummed at his praise, the vibrations on his cock making him shiver. “God, if you keep doing that I won’t last,” he muttered and then pulled himself slowly out of her mouth. Y/N’s eyes were a little teary from gagging, but she smiled up at him when he looked down at her.

“Fuck,” he whispered as he dipped down to kiss her. He helped her move up the bed until they were both on it comfortably. He settled between her legs as he started kissing and sucking on her breasts like he did earlier. While one of his hands was playing with one breast his other hand slipped down to her lower lips, searching for that special spot again. She was already wet, making Bucky groan as his fingers slipped until his middle finger found her clit, rubbing it in quick circles and then dipping that finger deep inside her. Y/N’s hips bucked against his hand as she broke the kiss.

“Oh god,” she sighed, her hands running down to his chest. She scratched her nails down until her fingers found his nipples and gave them small flicks like he’d done to hers.

“AH, shit, sweetheart,” Bucky’s hips trembled. “You ready to try?”

“Yes,” Y/N pleaded, the ache in her core to be filled by something getting worse by the minute.

“I’ll go slow,” Bucky promised as he positioned himself between her legs. He held his cock, giving himself a few pumps with his hand, before he lined himself up. He pushed forward just enough until the tip was pushing inside. Y/N tensed at the intrusion, which was much bigger than his fingers. “It’s okay, relax,” Bucky said as he stopped, letting her get used to the first bit. “Just breathe.” He kissed her again, distracting her from the pressure. He pushed about an inch further in, making Y/N grip his shoulders. “You okay?” he asked, watching her face as he pulled away from the kiss.

“Yeah,” Y/N sighed.

Bucky reached his hand back down between them and started rubbing her clit again. The distraction was enough for her to feel more pleasure rather than pain, and she squirmed as the tension deep within her started to build. As he flicked her clit he pushed further, getting closer to being fully seated. Right as she was beginning to reach her first orgasm he pushed all the way in, making her arch her back as her pussy fluttered around him.

“Ah! Shit! Fuck!” she cried as her fingers dug into his back as she came. Bucky willed himself not to cum, as good as it felt with her squeezing him.

“Doing so good, sweetheart, taking me so well,” Bucky praised her as she calmed down. “I’m going to start moving, okay?”

“Please,” Y/N moaned, the fullness making her lightheaded.

Bucky smiled and slowly pulled back, then watched her face as he thrust back in. Y/N’s mouth fell open in a silent moan, her hands slipping to grip his upper arms as her legs hooked themselves behind his back. The angle helped him slide a little deeper, making her whimper when he hit a certain spot.

Bucky kissed her again as he went a little faster, always checking to make sure Y/N wasn’t in pain. “You feel so good, sweetheart,” he kissed all over her face. “How do you feel?”

“So fuuulllllll…” Y/N whined. “Don’t stop.”

He felt her flutter around him again, making him drop his head to her shoulder. “Fuck, you about to cum again, Y/N? You like it when I’m so deep inside you like this?” He punctuated his words with a harder thrust.

“OH GOD, keep doing that,” Y/N cried, looking down to watch him pull in and out of her. She unhooked her legs so she could plant her feet down on the bed.

“Goddammit, yes ma’am,” Bucky smirked as he angled himself up a bit and then started pounding into her. The sound of their mingled breaths and moans and the skin slapping on skin filled the room. Bucky kissed, licked or sucked every inch of skin he could reach as he increased the pace. Y/N’s moans became higher and higher pitched as Bucky kept hitting that one spot deep inside.

“Buck…it’s happening again,” she gasped, her hands flying up to grip the pillows above her head. “I’m…gonna…”

“Go ahead, Y/N, I’m right there, right…there! Shit…I love you,” Bucky growled into her ear as he hooked one of her legs over his hip.

“Love…you…” she said, and then she screamed his name as she came again. This one was even bigger than before. Bucky felt like he was locked inside of her as she came, squeezing so hard like she was literally milking it out of him as he came with her. Her body shook and her legs stiffened as he filled her up, a string of expletives and praises falling from his lips as he kissed her again and again.

When Y/N felt like she came back to herself she opened her eyes and found Bucky already staring at her. He gave her a small smile and nuzzled her nose with his nose. “How did that feel, sweetheart?” he asked, a little mirth underlying the tone of his voice.

Y/N giggled. “Hm…I don’t know.” Bucky’s eyes narrowed at her. “I might have to try it again, see how I feel.”

Bucky scrunched his nose at her joke and thrust inside of her again. Her eyes fluttered shut at the feeling of him leaking out of her as he brushed against the deep spot inside her again. “That’s what I thought, you tease,” Bucky chuckled.

“It was amazing, Bucky. I get it now,” Y/N sighed.

Bucky huffed a laugh, kissing her cheeks and nose and then her mouth. “I love you, sweetheart.”

“I love you, darlin’,” she whispered.

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10 months later

“I got here as soon as I could,” Dr. Banner panted as he ran up towards the house.

“Hurry!” Steve pushed him through the door, directing him to the bedroom upstairs.

The men were all gathered in the main house, sitting or pacing around the front sitting room, waiting anxiously. Today was the day. Another loud scream shook the house, making Luis cry harder as Diego and Joaquin comforted him and continued praying.

Another hour went by when the screams died down. They all stood stock still, straining to hear anything. Then… “wwaahhh!” A baby cry. They all burst into tears, some of them whooping and singing a celebratory song, dancing around the furniture.

Y/N was exhausted, but it was finally over. At the foot of the bed stood Bucky, holding their newborn baby. Steve was at the head of the bed next to Y/N, brushing away the sweat on her face and congratulating her. Dr. Banner was still between her legs, cleaning up the afterbirth and making sure everything was safe and in order.

“What is it?” Y/N sighed, her tired eyes drooping as her body started to relax.

Bucky looked at her with wet eyes. He wasn’t one to cry normally, so it was a strange sight for her to see. He walked over to the opposite side of Steve and sat next to her on the bed. He leaned down and set the baby on Y/N’s chest.

“It’s a girl,” Bucky cried, adjusting the blanket around her as he smiled adoringly at his two girls.

“A girl,” Y/N breathed, gazing at the tiny being. She was pink and looked squished, and yet Y/N fell in love with her instantaneously.

“She’s beautiful,” Steve stared in wonderment at the baby. “Congratulations, you two.”

“Thank you,” Bucky smiled at his friend, squeezing Steve’s arm across the bed.

“What will we name her?” Bucky asked Y/N as he laid next to her while Dr. Banner started cleaning up his medicine bag.

“What do you think of Luisa?” Y/N asked, giving him a hopeful smile.

“That’s perfect,” Bucky agreed.

“Luisa…Juniper. Luisa Juniper Barnes?”

Bucky’s lips quivered as he watched his baby squirm in his wife’s arms. “Yes. My Luisa.”

A few hours later once everything and everyone was cleaned up Y/N came down the stairs with their baby in her arms and Bucky and Steve right behind her. All the men were still there, and upon seeing who came down all immediately stood up and watched her with wide smiles. “Mis amores (my loves), this is my daughter, Luisa Juniper Barnes.”

They all gasped at hearing her first name and looked at Luis, who had to sit down from being overcome with emotions. They each approached her and gave her hugs, kisses, and greeted the baby, congratulating her and Bucky. A little later she let Steve hold her, which reduced him to a cooing and crying mess. Y/N looked around at all the people in her life. Luis, Diego, Joaquin, Santiago, Emiliano, Jorge, Pedro, Oscar, Steve, Bucky, and now her little Luisa. She thanked whatever great spirit was out in the world that helped in joining her and Bucky together to create this beautiful life she lived.

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To all the authors I've included: thank you for writing awesome fics, I admire your work with all my heart ❤️

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Marriage of Convenience Chapter 4

Warnings: smut, slight physical violence

Life went on as usual on the farm. The fact that Y/N and Bucky were now married hadn’t changed anything very much, besides the fact that he now slept in her bed and kissed her a lot. She couldn’t seem to get used to the times the mountain of a man would sometimes be half naked, flashing his torso at her periodically as he changed for bed. After their first night together they hadn’t done anything else. Bucky told her he was patient and could wait until she felt ready to do more. The problem was she wanted to do more, but didn’t know how to initiate the conversation or the act. And frankly she was a little scared of what was between his legs.

They had been married for a little over two months when Bucky came riding in fast from the perimeter one day. Y/N was in the chicken coop part of the barn gathering eggs when she heard the frantic pounding of hooves and ran out to see what was going on. Luis was nearby, shoeing his horse, and walked over to Y/N. Bucky quickly pulled up as he got close and hopped off the horse.

“It’s the Sheriff,” he panted as he ran up to her. “Pierce is here. He’s with his deputy and the Parson.”

“What?” Y/N said incredulously. “Why would they come all the way out here?” Bucky shrugged his shoulders and shook his head as he caught his breath. “Alright, well we have nothing to fear, we didn’t do anything wrong. Luis, could you go inform the others they are here? I’ll go inside and start getting some food ready for them.” Luis nodded and quickly set off to warn the others. She turned to Bucky who looked as worried as she felt. “Buck, stay with me?”

“Of course,” Bucky nodded. He put his horse away and went inside with her, quickly changing into a more dressy shirt and pants, keeping his gun tucked away, while Y/N was in the kitchen, watching out the window for the dust to start picking up from horse hooves. When she saw it she called for Bucky, who was almost instantaneously by her side.

As she laid out refreshments on the dining table Sheriff Pierce, his deputy Steve Rogers, and the Parson, Mr. Stark, rode up outside. “Gentlemen, welcome,” Bucky greeted them at the front door, trying to put on his most polite smile. They all dismounted and tied their horses to the post at the edge of the house. Steve and Mr. Stark looked friendly enough, but Pierce was glaring at Bucky. “Quite a long way for a visit?” Bucky ventured as he stepped down the front stoop and walked up to them. He shook hands with each of them, Pierce trying and failing to squeeze Bucky’s hand intimidatingly.

“Just some business to attend to, Buck,” Steve said, giving Bucky a narrow-eyed look, his eyes glancing toward the house and back at him. Bucky and Steve had been childhood friends who had lost track of each other since Buck came out to the farm. Bucky felt like he could trust Steve but was still wary of him coming with Pierce, and after that look knew that something was up.

“Hello!” Y/N appeared at the doorway, putting on quite the convincing act of doting housewife in another dress she pulled out from deep in her closet. Bucky’s eyes widened at her outfit change. She still usually wore pants or overalls around the farm so seeing her in a dress again after their wedding day was a rare occurrence. “Won’t you all come in? I have some refreshments inside.”

“That sounds amazing, thank you ma’am,” Mr. Stark piped up, ascending the stairs quickly. Pierce rolled his eyes and followed the rest of them into the house, Bucky two steps behind him, watching him carefully.

Y/N led them into the dining room where she laid out some water, lemonade and the blackberry muffins she had been working on that morning. “I have some cookies that should be done soon, and steak and potatoes cooking up for dinner in an hour that you’re welcome to stay for, if you’d like.”

“Thank you,” Steve smiled at her as he took a seat. Mr. Stark sat next to him and Pierce sat at the end of the table. Bucky rounded the table to the other end, giving Y/N a kiss on her temple before sitting down. She smiled at him before starting to plate the muffins and pass around the drinks.

“So what brings you all out to this neck of the woods?” Y/N began, wanting to get this over with.

“An investigation,” Pierce finally piped up.

“Investigation? Oh dear, I hope it’s nothing serious,” Y/N said. She heard a ding coming from the kitchen. “Oh, excuse me, I must get the cookies.” She walked out and the table grew silent again. Bucky stared Pierce down, waiting for him to break the silence, but he didn’t. He merely stared back at Bucky.

“Here we go,” Y/N came back with a plate of hot cookies. “They’re cherry, so I hope you like them.”

“They smell wonderful, thank you,” Mr. Stark said as he gingerly picked one up and put it on his plate.

“Alright, enough of the niceties, what’s the issue, Sheriff?” Bucky finally spoke, tired of waiting on the old man.

Pierce huffed then motioned for Y/N to sit down. She didn’t appreciate him trying to tell her what to do in her own house but chose not to pick a fight and sat next to Bucky.

“It’s come to my attention that the day you came to town to get married was the day after your father died, is this true?” Pierce started, eyeing his plate.

“Yes, unfortunately Papa passed away before he could see us get married,” Y/N said sadly. “You saw him those few weeks before. His health declined very quickly.”

“It did,” Pierce agreed before looking at Y/N, his eyes burning with something. She realized that it was jealousy. He had wanted to marry her for the farm, and when that slipped away to another man he wasn’t willing to accept defeat. Her eyes narrowed back at him. “So you were engaged for how long?”

“Six weeks,” Bucky lied, reaching out and holding Y/N’s hand on the table.

“Very fast,” Pierce remarked. “You must understand that under the circumstances, with your inheritance of the land, and women unable to own property, that this marriage seems to be one of convenience…a sham. Which is fraud.”

“That’s a brash accusation, Sheriff,” Steve chimed in, giving Pierce a sharp look.

“But it’s true, isn’t it?” Pierce asked, the corner of his mouth twitching in annoyance. “Mr. Stark, when they came to the church house that day to be married did they celebrate or go straight into town to conduct business?”

“Oh, uh, well they rode over to the courthouse afterwards,” Mr. Stark said, looking confused as he stuffed his mouth with cookies. “But we tell all our married couples to do that, just to get it on the record quickly so they don’t have to waste postage or anything later.”

Pierce glared at him. “And then you said you saw them at the bank later!”

“Yes, while I went to the general store, they came out of the bank,” Mr. Stark said, not understanding what was happening. “Is that why you had me come all the way out here? Was as a witness to something?”

“You didn’t tell him he’s a witness?” Steve barked at Pierce, his eyes flashing dangerously.

“I’m asking the questions here, Deputy,” Pierce snapped back.

“We did all business in town that day so we wouldn’t have to come back again soon,” Y/N said cooly. “It’s a four hour ride by wagon. You took, what, two hours here by free horse? Doing business in town is an all-day excursion for us, Sheriff, not an easy opportunity. We just so happened to decide that getting married the day after my father died was the best course of action so there were no rumors flying around of any impropriety. Obviously, rumors and gossip still have a way of rearing their ugly heads.”

Pierce glared at her. “The question still stands if this marriage is real.”

“Well, I married them, they signed the certificate, nothing improper was done on my end, so I wash my hands of this,” Mr. Stark said, annoyed at the situation. “I’m heading back home, hopefully I won’t miss Pepper’s shepherd’s pie. Congratulations again to you both, and good luck.” He shook Bucky and Y/N’s hands, gave Pierce a sharp look and excused himself.

“Sheriff, this is ridicu–”

“Have you consummated your marriage?” Pierce interrupted Steve.

“Excuse me?” Bucky scoffed.

“Sir, that's highly inappropriate,” Steve glared at Pierce. “You don’t have to answer that,” he turned to Bucky.

“No, he does!” Pierce yelled. “It’s all well and good to put on a show and kiss each other in public, but what’s important is whether this marriage has made it past the town border!” He stood suddenly, knocking back the chair he was sitting in. Bucky and Steve stood up, Bucky’s hand twitching towards his back for his gun. Y/N stayed seated.

“He sleeps in my bed,” she said quietly. All eyes swiveled to her. “He kisses me. He touches me. He loves me, and I love him,” she continued, her eyes burning with anger and frustration. Bucky inhaled sharply. “My father loved him as his own. So for you to come all the way out here, to my home, and insult my father, me, my husband, and our union, is a disgusting abuse of your power, Sheriff,” she spat the title at him. Pierce’s eyes widened at her tone. “I must ask you to leave,” she huffed, finally standing and walking to the front door just beyond the dining room. She opened it wide and glared at him. “Now.”

Pierce glared back at her, his mouth gaping. “You…insolent…BITCH!”

Bucky growled and suddenly threw the chair Y/N had been sitting in at Pierce, knocking him down. Steve stood back. “Get out!” Bucky snarled as he lifted him by his collar and pulled him out of the house. Pierce was wheezing after getting the wind knocked out of him, stumbling as Bucky dragged him back to the edge of the house, untied Pierce’s horse from the post and heaped Pierce on his stomach onto the saddle, tying him to the saddle and the reins haphazardly like a dead animal. He roughly pulled Pierce’s face to look at him. “You come back here, I’m shooting you on sight,” he threatened, then slapped the horse’s flank, making it take off back down the road, Pierce screaming as he slipped under the horse, still attached to the saddle.

Once they were out of sight Bucky turned back towards the house. Y/N was at the top of the stairs, eyes wide as she watched the horse ride away, Steve next to her with a comforting hand on her shoulder. Bucky closed his eyes and breathed, trying to calm himself as Steve walked down the stairs. He stood in front of Bucky and gripped his shoulders.

“I’m going to pretend I didn’t see any of that,” Steve chuckled. Bucky shook his head, silent laughter making his shoulders shake. “I’m sorry about all this, I should have asked more questions, but he’s completely incompetent,” Steve then pulled him in for a quick hug, clapping him on the back. “I’ve been writing to the state to get us a new sheriff, after this I’m sure it’ll light a fire under their ass.”

“Thanks, Stevie,” Bucky said, accepting and returning the hug. “I hope they appoint you. I’m sorry for making a bigger mess.”

“Nah, it was fun to watch,” Steve laughed. “Now go take care of your wife. I’ll see y’all around.” Steve gave him a final smile then jogged off to his horse, hopping on and waving as he rode away.

Bucky moved up the stairs, watching Y/N. She was still looking off towards the road as Steve rode off and out of sight. “Y/N?” he asked tentatively. Y/N’s eyes finally met his, her eyes shining with unshed tears. “Oh, sweetheart,” Bucky reached for her. He cupped her face with his hands, swiping under her eyes as the tears fell. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“Buck,” she cried, her fingers bunching into his shirt. He pulled her into his chest, holding her as she cried. He hadn’t seen her cry except for her father’s death, which was out of sadness, but now for this he wasn’t sure what to do.

“What happened?” Luis came clambering out from behind the house, the others hot on his heels.

“The Sheriff thought he had us,” Bucky explained as he rubbed Y/N’s back. “But I convinced him not to come back.”

“You’re a dog, Bucky!” Emiliano cheered. “Le golpeaste el culo (you beat his ass)!”

“Y/N?” Luis walked up the stairs. “Are you alright?”

Y/N quickly wiped her eyes, pushing away from Bucky. “Yes, I’m fine,” she quickly put on a brave face, smiling politely at everyone. “I’m sorry, I just…nevermind. Dinner will be ready soon!” She turned and walked back into the house. Luis and Bucky gave each other a concerned look before Bucky walked inside and Luis gathered everyone else back to work.

Bucky found Y/N in the kitchen, flitting around and getting things ready. She was mashing the potatoes when he stepped up behind her. “Y/N, what’s wrong?” Y/N just shook her head, refusing to look at him. “Did I scare you? I didn’t mean to, sweetheart, I’m sorry. He just…I was so angry, I wanted him out.” Y/N nodded but kept mashing. “Are you afraid of me?”

“No,” Y/N said simply, turning towards the counter and grabbing some cream to add to the potatoes.

Bucky blinked. “Then why were you crying?”

“I don’t know,” she said as she walked around him, opening the dutch oven on the fire and checking on the steak. “It was an extremely heavy moment and I guess I had a lot of emotions happening at once.”

“I understand,” he said quietly. “Did you mean what you said?”

Y/N paused when she reached the counter, then resumed picking up her knife and cutting the pears she had on the cutting board. “What did I say?”

Bucky stood next to her, taking the knife from her hand and setting it down. He pulled her chin towards him with his fingers, making her look at him. She finally looked at him, her eyes still wet from before, a hesitant look on her face as she inhaled deeply.

“You said you loved me,” he murmured. His eyes searched her face as she stared at him. Y/N gulped and licked her lips. “Is that true?”

“Yes.”

Bucky smiled. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

“I didn’t know how,” Y/N answered, another tear falling from her eye. She fully faced him and started sliding her hands up his stomach to his chest. Bucky watched her movements, his mouth hanging open as she felt him. “I don’t know how to do any of this,” she whispered. “But ever since that first night when you took such good care of me, I’ve wanted you, and that very quickly turned into something…more. Hearing Pierce try to threaten what we have scared me. If what I’m feeling isn’t love then I don’t know what it is.”

Bucky sighed, feeling content at finally hearing her say it. Her hands moved up and her fingers laced into his hair. She pulled him down so she could reach his lips. He gladly let her and kissed her eagerly, his arms wrapping around her back and hoisting her up to the counter. Pears went flying onto the floor, the knife being knocked out of the reach as he set her down, his hands gripping her hips as she deepened the kiss. Her nails scratched his scalp, making him moan into her mouth. Y/N opened her mouth and Bucky took his chance to sneak his tongue out, tasting her lips. She reciprocated and his hands slipped up towards the top of her dress. It was buttoned in the front and he made quick work of the buttons, opening it far enough down that her cleavage was shown to him. He kissed down from her mouth to her chest, giving her breasts kisses and licks, massaging them with his large hands.

Y/N whimpered at the sensations, holding his head against her chest. He cupped one breast out of her undergarment and held it in his hand as he licked and sucked on her nipple, making her keen against him, her breath fanning his ear.

Suddenly she smelled something burning. “The steak!” Y/N shrieked, pushing Bucky away and hopping off the counter, running to the fire and using her dress as protection from the hot oven handle, taking it off the fire and opening the lid. “Ah, shit,” she whined, setting the oven down on the floor. She stepped away and looked back at Bucky.

He couldn’t help but laugh at the scene in front of him: Y/N with one breast hanging out of her undone dress, her hair frazzled and a discontented look on her face.

“Don’t laugh at me, this is your fault!” Y/N yelled at him, tucking her breast back into her dress and buttoning it back up.

“I’m sorry,” Bucky kept laughing, helping pick up the pears and the knife off the floor.

Y/N started laughing with him as he finished cleaning and hugged her. “I’m sorry about dinner,” he chuckled, smoothing out her hair. “Listen,” he took her chin between his fingers again, making her look at him. “After dinner, when everyone’s gone to bed,” he paused, leaning down and kissing her lips again, but this time giving her bottom lip a nip with his teeth, making her gasp, “you’re mine.”

Y/N exhaled a shaky breath and nodded enthusiastically. Bucky kissed her nose then left her alone in the kitchen.

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"Two Sides of The Same Coin" Chapter List

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Pairing: Grumpy!Bucky Barnes x Sunshine!Reader Summary - There's more than one way to be smart. Or so you've been told. But how on Earth do you go about proving that you're not (the stupid, illiterate Avenger) dumb?

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Part 1 - There's more than one way to be smart. Or so you've been told. But how on Earth do you go about proving that you're not (the stupid, illiterate Avenger) dumb?

Part 2 - You've made your bed. Now, you have to lie in it. And you'll do anything to prove you're not the stupid, illiterate Avenger dumb.

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Marriage of Convenience Chapter 3

Warnings: smut, slight physical violence

By the time they reached home it was past nightfall. The men all came out of their quarters behind the main house to greet them and congratulate them, before everyone helped put the wagon and horses away then went back to bed. Even on celebratory days the farm kept running.

It was getting late into the night as Y/N helped Bucky move his few things into her room. She was folding some of his shirts and putting them in the dresser drawers when he came back from the washroom. As she loaded the last of his clothes into the bottom drawer she looked at him and almost gasped. He was in his underwear, which she expected, but his top half was still naked as he straightened out the nightshirt in his hands. He caught sight of her ogling him and his signature smirk spread on his lips.

“Like what you see?” Bucky teased her as he finally fixed his nightshirt and slipped it over his head.

Y/N cleared her throat and looked away, grabbing her night clothes and scurrying past him to the washroom. “I’ll just be a moment,” she said under her breath before shutting the door. She could hear Bucky chuckle on the other side and then the rustling of sheets as he settled onto the bed. She took some deep breaths, trying to calm her thundering heart. Bucky was tall, and she had assumed he was strong, you had to be working on a farm. She had just never fully realized how big he would be. His torso kept flashing in her mind as she took off her dress and got into her nightgown, which she was now realizing as she looked at herself in the mirror was a little sheer, showing the outline of her breasts in the light. She huffed a sharp breath as she finished getting ready for bed and opened the door.

Bucky was sitting on the bed, reading one of the books she had on her nightstand as he was waiting for her. “Which side do you normally sleep on?” he asked, before taking a look at her. When he did his eyes bulged at her nightgown. Y/N tried to discreetly cover her chest as she approached the bed.

“This side,” she gestured to the side that was already open. She quickly got into bed and covered herself with her blankets, laying stiffly on her side facing away from Bucky. “Goodnight, Bucky.”

Bucky sat silently for a moment before shifting himself so he was under the blankets as well. He sidled up close to her and reached a hand out to caress her arm. “Y/N, you okay?”

“Yes, I’m fine,” Y/N said briskly as she tried to even out her breathing. She was very nervous. Sleeping next to a man, a very attractive man, that she had just seen half naked was making her feel a strange twisting in her nether regions that she wasn’t familiar with.

Bucky hummed, then pulled at her arm to make her turn towards him. She didn’t fight it and laid on her back, keeping her eyes closed and head turned away from him. “Okay, then why won’t you look at me?” he chuckled.

“I’m just tired, Buck. It was a long day of traveling,” she muttered.

Bucky scoffed. “Sure…so your husband doesn’t get a goodnight kiss?”

Y/N peeked one eye open at him. He had a mischievous grin on his face, his nose scrunching as he nuzzled her shoulder next to him. She couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled from her throat, snickering at his childish antics.

“What is with you and all this kissing?” she tried to tease him, although she really wanted to kiss him again.

“Oh come on,” Bucky laughed, sounding not the slightest bit fooled by her complaint. “You know you like it.”

“So what if I do?” Y/N said, defiantly closing her eyes again.

Bucky scooted closer to her, pressing his body right up next to her side. He nuzzled the area of her collar bone this time, his nose tracing along the dip in her throat to her cheek and giving it a featherlight kiss. Y/N tried to keep her breathing calm, one of her hands grasping the blanket that was now barely covering her chest and the other fisting the pillow under her head.

“So if you like it, why are you fighting it?” he whispered near her ear, making her shiver.

“Because I’m afraid,” Y/N whispered back, keeping her eyes shut tight.

Bucky recoiled at that word. “Afraid? Of me?” he sounded like she’d wounded him.

“No!” Y/N bolted up and out of the bed. Bucky watched her with furrowed brows, sitting up quickly. She paced along the foot of the bed. “I’m afraid of me.”

“Okay?” Bucky tried to urge her on.

“I’m going to speak frankly because I don’t know what I’m feeling,” she prefaced her words as she glanced at him. He nodded as he watched her. “You’re very handsome.”

“Yes, we established that,” he smiled.

“Stop smiling like that!” Y/N huffed.

“Like what?”

“Just shut up!” Bucky clamped his lips together, trying not to laugh again at her. “I saw you half naked.” She kept pacing as she worked through the feelings that were holding tension in her body. “You keep wanting to kiss me, and I like doing it. I enjoy it.” Bucky’s face was pure amusement as she swept her hands through her hair. “And I’m feeling this weird, like a fluttering? In my stomach, but not my stomach.” Bucky’s eyes flashed with recognition as he looked away. Y/N suddenly stopped in her tracks. “Do you know what I’m feeling?” Bucky nodded but didn’t look at her. “Bucky, come on, I didn’t learn anything from my father. My mother died when I was young. I don’t know what’s going on. Please tell me?” she pleaded with him, rounding to his side of the bed and sitting down in front of him.

Bucky gulped and cleared his throat before glancing up at her. “It’s perfectly normal, Y/N.”

“Then why do you look embarrassed?”

“Not embarrassed, just…I don’t know how to explain it without, uh, showing you?” Bucky said hesitantly.

“Okay, then show me,” Y/N said in a determined tone.

“Well, I don’t know if you’re ready for that. You don’t seem to fully know what “marriage duties” are,” his eyes narrowed at her.

“I–” she paused, realizing she didn’t know. She hung her head in her hands with a groan. “God, I don’t know anything.”

“Y/N, it’s okay,” Bucky reached out and squeezed her knee. “Nobody taught you. I can teach you, I just don’t know how, exactly.”

“Can you…can you try?” Y/N asked. “I’m going to have to learn it anyway.”

“True,” he agreed. “Well, how about I just say it tonight, then show you some stuff later. Does that sound okay?”

“Yes,” she agreed, getting herself comfortable as she listened to him carefully.

Bucky told her. Everything. He stuttered a lot and his cheeks were constantly pink as he blushed through the conversation, but he told her. By the end of it Y/N’s eyes were comically wide and her mouth was slack as she stared at the bed spread.

“What the hell?” she whispered.

Bucky laughed at her reaction. “I know, it sounds ridiculous. But it’s honestly quite nice when you’re doing it, and doing it right.”

“It feels good?” Y/N asked him, her eyes searching his face.

“Oh yes,” Bucky briefly closed his eyes and nodded.

“Huh,” Y/N said as she processed all the information. “So what I’m feeling is some kind of reaction to wanting…that? How would I know if I’ve never done it before?”

“It’s just nature, sweetheart,” Bucky shrugged. “I don’t know how to explain it.”

“Will it go away?” she asked, suddenly looking scared.

“Yeah, eventually it’ll die down if you don’t do anything about it. Though you might get frustrated,” Bucky said like it was the most normal thing in the world.

“What do you mean, ‘do something about it’?” she asked. Bucky stared at her for a moment, glancing down her body and back up again as he contemplated what to say or do about that question.

“I can show you that some other time,” he settled on that as an answer.

Y/N felt frustrated by that answer, her eyebrows furrowing again and her eyes suddenly feeling hot. Don’t cry, she scolded herself internally. But his reluctance in not fully telling her the truth or being willing to show her was making her feel small. She nodded in defeat and stood from the bed, walking towards the door to leave the room.

“Wait, where are you going?” Bucky asked, getting up from the bed.

“I just need some air,” Y/N mumbled. As she reached for the door Bucky came up behind her and held his hand against the door before she could try to open it. His body was right behind hers, pushing her against the door. Y/N could feel the heat radiating off of him as his hand slid from the door down to the door knob that her hand was gripping. He pulled her hand off and then turned her around to face him. His eyes were hooded as he looked at her, the blue almost encompassed by his pupils. Y/N’s breathing was heavier as she looked up at him.

“I can make it go away,” Bucky whispered lowly, his voice sounding huskier than normal. “Do you trust me?” Y/N nodded quickly, feeling like her knees were going to give out at any moment from his intense stare. “I need to hear it, sweetheart.”

“Yes,” she whispered.

Bucky nodded, his eyes flicking from her eyes to her lips. He slowly leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lips. Y/N leaned into it with him, moving her lips with his and winding her arms around his neck. Bucky suddenly scooped her up, making both of her legs straddle his sides and moving back towards the bed. Y/N let out a surprised sound as he lifted her then felt herself being laid against the blankets. Bucky kept kissing her as he got settled between her legs, pushing her thighs apart then sliding a hand up to her core.

He pulled away when he was close to it and looked down then back at her face. “I’m going to take these off, okay?” He gestured towards her underwear. Y/N inhaled sharply but nodded. Bucky carefully pulled off the fabric covering her and lifted the nightgown higher so he could see her. He let out a shuddering breath when his eyes landed on her private area. “Okay, I’m going to come down here,” he slid himself further down the bed and onto his stomach, his face coming dangerously close to her core. “It’s probably going to feel strange at first, and if I do something you’re not liking or comfortable with, you just tap my head, okay?”

Y/N nodded again, her wide eyes watching him closely. Bucky looked back down at her and dipped his head in between her legs. His breath on her made her shiver, and then she felt his tongue lick at her slit. Y/N gasped, her legs trembling at the feeling. Bucky did it again but a little deeper. He kept licking her like he was exploring her, his hands keeping her legs apart as they kneaded her thighs periodically. He then used the tip of his tongue and flicked something that had her arching her back and letting out a moan.

“Oh god, what was that?” Y/N whispered, her hands fisting the blankets beneath her.

“Does it feel good?” Bucky groaned against her, kissing her thighs. He broadened his tongue and licked a long line from near her butt up to that point again, the tip of his tongue flicking it at the last second.

“Yyyeesss,” Y/N groaned back at him.

Bucky hummed as he dove back into the area, the vibration making her mouth drop open wide. He started to lick and suck at different parts of her like a starved man. Y/N’s hips bucked involuntarily as he kept flicking that spot with his tongue, then he moved down a little bit to her opening. He licked it and then she felt his finger start prodding around.

“Just relax, sweetheart,” he mumbled against her leg. He went back up to the special spot again and lapped at it as his finger started to push into her. She had been oozing some type of liquid as he sucked on her so his finger slid in pretty easily. She breathed deeply as it filled her.

“Ooooohh,” she moaned. She followed her body’s instincts as her hands reached towards her breasts, massaging them and then rubbing over her nipples lightly.

“That’s right, sweetheart,” Bucky watched her, his hips thrusting towards the bed. “Just do whatever feels right.”

He then started to slip another finger into her entrance. Y/N could feel something tightening inside of her as he thrust his fingers in and out while sucking and licking on that spot.

“Bucky…oh god, something’s happ–ah,” Y/N whimpered as the tightening and the fluttering intensified.

“Let it happen, Y/N,” he mumbled before continuing.

A few moments later and then the feeling made her feel like she was floating. “Buck…I…AH!” Y/N yelled as the feeling finally burst, sending her into a full body convulsion. Her hands gripped at his hair as her thighs clamped against his head. Her back arched and her head threw itself back into the bed. Her vision went white for a second behind her tightly shut eyes. She could vaguely hear Bucky moan loudly as he licked up a spurt of more of that liquid coming from her. The euphoria washed over her in waves then started to recede, leaving her trembling as she relaxed. Her hands and legs loosened around Bucky as she panted for breath.

He languidly licked at her for another minute before looking up at her. As she peered down at him with tired eyes she saw the lower half of his face covered in whatever liquid it was that came from her. He wiped some of it away before lifting himself up and hovering over her again. Bucky leaned down and kissed her, making her taste the liquid on his mouth.

“You taste amazing, sweetheart,” he whispered. “How did that feel?”

“It…” Y/N didn’t know how to describe it. Sensational? Otherworldly? “Euphoric,” she sighed, a content smile on her lips, her eyes roaming his face. He smiled widely, wiping away the sheen of sweat near her hairline.

“Good,” he said simply. Y/N felt something hard against her core just then, looking down and noticing the straining of his underwear. “Oh, don’t worry about me, sweetheart, I’ll be okay,” Bucky quickly reassured her.

“Are you sure?” she asked, feeling bad now that she knew what it was and how he was feeling. “I could try–”

“No, no, tonight was for you,” Bucky shook his head, adjusting himself away so she wouldn’t feel him against her. “Let’s get you cleaned up and get some sleep.”

Y/N let Bucky clean her and shimmy her underwear back on as she lay there. All the strength in her body seemed depleted after what had just happened.

As Bucky slid back into bed next to her and pulled her against him so her back was against his front, she yawned and sighed again. “What was that feeling called again?”

“An orgasm,” Bucky yawned, nuzzling his face into her hair.

“...wanna do it again,” Y/N mumbled as she drifted off to sleep, Bucky’s chest rumbling as he laughed behind her.

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Marriage of Convenience Chapter 2

Warnings: smut, slight physical violence

The next morning Bucky was up bright and early, washed and dressed up fancier than he had been in years. Thankfully the old, more dressy clothes he had still fit. As he fed the horses and made sure they were tethered securely to each other and the wagon Y/N came out of the main house. As she came down the porch stairs she looked up and saw the men waiting for her in a line, each of them holding wild flowers.

“What is this?” she giggled, adjusting her dress and her purse as she approached the first in line, Diego.

“It’s your wedding day, hermana, you need a bouquet,” Diego answered simply.

“Aw, well thank you,” Y/N smiled widely at him. She hugged each of them as she took each small handful of flowers they gave her, clumping them together until she had a proper bouquet of flowers in her hand. At the end of the line was Luis, holding a flower crown that he had made.

“Oh Luis,” Y/N sighed, her voice becoming heavy with emotion.

“Mija,” Luis greeted her, his own eyes filling with tears. “I’m sorry your Papa couldn’t be here to watch you get married, so I hope it’s alright if I can at least give you a small father’s blessing in his place.” He glanced at Bucky then leaned towards her. “He’s a good man, Y/N. You will be taken care of. El te amara mucho (he loves you very much).”

Y/N’s eyes slightly widened and she nodded her head, lowering herself in front of him so he could place the crown on her head. She adjusted it so the pins in her hair would hold it down and then gave him a long hug. “Gracias, Papa,” she thanked him. She cupped his cheek with her free hand and then waved to them all. “Te quiero todo (I love you all),” she called to them as she backed up towards the wagon.

“Te amo (I love you)!” they called back to her, tears flowing freely amongst them.

Y/N turned and almost ran into Bucky. “Oh! Good morning, Bucky,” she greeted him.

“Happy wedding day,” he greeted her back, then took a step back and looked her up and down. “You look beautiful as always, but even more so today, sweetheart,” he said appreciatively.

“Again with the sweetheart, huh?” she joked with him. “I’m sure seeing me in a proper dress is swaying your opinions there, darlin’.”

“Darlin’? Hm, I like it,” Bucky’s eyebrow raised, a playful frown on his face. “And no, it’s not just the dress.” He winked at her. “Let’s get hitched, shall we?” He reached for her hand to help her up into the wagon seat.

“Let’s go,” Y/N agreed, choosing to ignore his hands on her hips as he helped lift her up.

The journey into the next town took four hours by wagon. By the time they reached the outskirts of the town it was already nearing noonday. Bucky steered the horses to stop in front of the church house, the Parson, Mr. Stark, living in the little home next door. Y/N suddenly became nervous as she looked up at the church. It all became very real. She was getting married. To Bucky. Right now. Her Papa wasn’t here to give her away. This was a marriage of convenience…

Bucky helped her out of the wagon but paused at the look on her face as she stared upwards at the church.

“Hey,” he pulled her chin with his fingers to direct her gaze towards him. Y/N looked at him with panicked eyes. “It’s okay, sweetheart. I know this isn’t exactly what you may have had in mind for your wedding someday, but it’s gonna be okay, alright?” Y/N took a breath through her nose and exhaled quickly through her mouth, trying to calm herself as she listened to him. She nodded her head as she gripped her bouquet of flowers tightly. “Just focus on me, it’ll be over before you know it.”

Bucky tied the horses to the post then led her towards Mr. Stark’s door. Thankfully he was home. “Ah, Mr. Barnes, Miss Y/L/N, how nice to see you both. It’s been a long time.”

“Yes, sir, how are you?” Bucky greeted him.

“I’m well. My my Miss Y/L/N, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you so dolled up!” he complimented her, although it made her cringe internally.

“Thank you, sir,” Y/N said politely. Bucky snickered quietly at the tightness in her eyes.

“What brings you my way?” he asked.

“Well, we’re here to get married,” Bucky said, winding his arm around Y/N’s back, pulling her closer to him.

“Oh! How wonderful! Congratulations to you both!” Mr. Stark shook both their hands. “Let me get my things and the missus so she can be our witness and I’ll meet you next door.”

“Thank you,” Y/N bowed her head slightly to him and led Bucky back out the door to the church building. As they entered through the front door and walked down the aisle she slowed as she stared up at the cross in front. “I hate churches,” she mumbled.

“Really? Why?” Bucky huffed a laugh.

“I always found them too quiet, too…sterile,” she said, looking away from the cross and flicking her gaze around at the white and brown furnishings.

“Hm, I can see that,” Bucky agreed. “Can I tell you something?”

“What?” she asked, finally looking at him.

“I don’t know if there’s a God,” he whispered, giving her a sheepish smile.

“Ah! Bucky Barnes, how dare you!” Y/N dramatically gasped, her hand pressing against her chest in mock disgust.

Bucky laughed at her acting. “Do you believe there’s a God?” he asked her.

“No,” she answered quickly.

“Why not?” He asked genuinely.

“If there is a God, he’s got a lot to answer for. No all-loving, omnipotent being that I was taught about would allow bad things to happen to good people. All that praise to an invisible man in the sky, and for what?” Y/N sneered at the cross. “Now if there is a God, I think he’s more like the one the Natives worship. The “great spirit,” is what they call it. Not some man, more like a power in nature, you know?”

“I like that idea better,” Bucky said, watching her shift warily. “Where is that damn Parson?”

“Watch your language in the house of the Lord, Mr. Barnes,” Mr. Stark chastised as he came through a door on the side.

“Sorry,” Bucky apologized quickly, his eyes comically wide, making Y/N have to fight a smile growing on her face.

“We’re here, dears. Congratulations!” Mrs. Stark came in next, coming up and giving them both a firm handshake.

“Alright, if you’ll both stand here,” Mr. Stark directed them. “I assume you have rings to give to each other?”

“Yes, sir,” Bucky said, fishing out the rings from his pocket and handing his ring to Y/N to place on his finger soon.

“Let’s begin.”

Mr. Stark read the wedding vows, having them promise “to have and to hold,” “to honor and to cherish,” the basic wedding vows that most couples would recite. They exchanged rings and signed multiple copies of the marriage certificate.

“I now pronounce you, husband and wife. You may kiss your bride,” he finished.

Bucky beamed at Y/N, his wide smile making his eyes squint at her as she smiled back at him. He took her face in his hands and kissed her. This one was more firm than the night before, his head angling to deepen the kiss. Y/N’s free hand gripped one of his wrists as he kissed her, the tenderness of the moment making her inhale shakily.

They pulled away from each other and Mrs. Stark clapped for them.

“Congratulations! Happy wedding day!” she smiled. “Now take this over to the courthouse and you’ll be all official.” She made sure the ink was dry on the marriage certificates and passed them on.

“Thank you, to both of you,” Y/N smiled at them. “Have a wonderful rest of your day.”

“The same to you!”

Bucky held her hand as he guided her out of the church and towards the wagon again. They quickly went to the courthouse, informing them of her father’s death and giving the clerk one of the copies of the certificate to get it officially stamped and archived. From there they went straight to the bank and did the same, making sure all of Y/N’s father’s affairs were in order and giving them a copy of the marriage certificate to show that Bucky was now the “man of the estate.”

After a few more errands, selling and bartering with crops they had brought from the farm, they decided to grab a late lunch at the local restaurant and bar. As they entered the noise enveloped them, the travelers getting a bite to eat as they passed through, the locals talking about the local gossip and news, and the loud drunks in the corner making a scene as always. Bucky led Y/N over to the bar to order some food, then guided her over to an empty table near the front of the restaurant by the window.

“Well, we did it,” Y/N sighed as she settled into the chair as they waited for their food.

“We did,” Bucky smiled.

Y/N gave him a soft smile back. She thought about what this all meant for them. She would be able to keep the land, the farm, be able to keep paying the men as her staff, hire new ones when the brothers left, but all under Bucky’s name. He had made it clear that he didn’t want to run the farm and would leave it to her to make all the decisions, which she appreciated. But now what? Once they went back home as man and wife, what did that mean for them? As she opened her mouth to try to broach the subject she was interrupted.

“Miss Y/L/N, back in town so soon?” Sheriff Pierce sidled up to their table, the stink of stale alcohol on his breath as he plopped down on the open seat next to her, too close for her liking.

“Sheriff,” she acknowledged him coldly.

“Oh, and with Mr. Barnes as well.” The Sheriff barely looked at him, his hungry stare staying on Y/N, hiccupping as a wide mischievous smile spread across his face. Bucky glared at him.

“Sheriff Pierce,” Bucky answered, but his tone was so menacing that it scared Y/N. She had never seen or heard him like this before. “We just came to town for some business. But you must congratulate us,” Bucky smirked as he wrapped an arm around Y/N’s back.

“Congratu…wha’?” Pierce mumbled.

“Meet the new Mrs. Barnes,” Bucky’s smirk deepened as he pulled Y/N’s chair closer to him and away from Pierce.

“Mrs. Barnes?!” Sheriff Pierce suddenly screeched, standing up and knocking over his chair. The commotion quieted the entire restaurant, all eyes focused on their table. Y/N stopped herself from shrinking away from the attention, lifting her chin in defiance to Pierce as he stared at them, mouth gaping. “You got married? To him?” Pierce pointed at Bucky as he stumbled slightly.

“Yes, I did,” Y/N said. “Thank you for your kind offer those few weeks ago, but unfortunately I have had my heart set elsewhere for some time.” Bucky’s eyes widened slightly as he glanced at her quickly. “Congratulate us, Sheriff, on this fine wedding day,” she gave him a sickly sweet smile, her eyes flashing with triumph.

Pierce’s face was flushed red, his eyes bulging as his gaze flickered between the two of them. He floundered for a moment, but after hearing someone clear their throat nearby he quickly tried to compose himself. “Hm, yes, happy…wedding day, to you both,” he mumbled.

“Thank you,” Bucky said, his arm tightening around Y/N’s shoulders. “You have a good day, now,” he said as a dismissal.

Pierce sneered at him and mumbled something incoherent before turning away and tripping over the fallen chair. He nearly sprawled out on the floor but caught himself on a nearby post, quickly straightening himself with a grunt, before leaving the restaurant.

The noise steadily rose around the restaurant again as a few of the patrons approached Y/N and Bucky to congratulate them, offering to buy them a dessert or handing them what little money they could spare as a gift. Once their food was brought to them and they were left alone again they sat silently as they ate.

“I don’t think that will be the last we see of him,” Y/N muttered as she swallowed a piece of steak.

“I think you’re right,” Bucky replied, shoving more mashed potatoes in his mouth and looking out the window. “There he is,” he gestured to the side. Y/N looked out the window and saw Pierce, trying to hide in an alleyway near their wagon but failing miserably. She sighed heavily. “Sweetheart,” Bucky’s smirk returned as he looked up at her. “What do you say to giving him a show?”

“A show? Of what?” Y/N’s eyebrows furrowed, not understanding his innuendo.

“Kiss me,” Bucky licked his lips as his eyes flickered to her mouth and back up to her eyes.

“What? Here? Now?” Y/N asked him incredulously, her eyes darting to the people around them. Even when married it wasn’t customary to see couples kissing each other in public settings.

“Yes. Right here, right now,” Bucky leaned closer to her. “We’re newly married and madly in love with each other.”

“Oh are we?” Y/N chuckled.

Bucky rolled his eyes. “Come on now, wife. What kind of newlyweds would we be if we weren’t obsessed with each other? Even in public?”

“I don’t know, husband, perhaps the kind who have not had this discussion yet,” she grew serious, a frown settling on her lips.

Bucky blinked, then closed his eyes and sighed. “I’m sorry, you’re right. We haven’t talked about this yet. What it all means for us.”

“Mhm,” Y/N agreed curtly as she finished her food, drinking the last of her water.

“Well, we’ve got a four hour ride home. We can figure it out on the way,” Bucky tried to clear the air, his eyes looking hopeful. Y/N hated that he was so expressive with just his eyes. It made it impossible for her to stay mad at him.

“Alright,” she agreed. “Let’s go home.”

They paid the bill and headed back towards the wagon. As they got closer Pierce tried to look like he wasn’t watching them. As Bucky turned to help Y/N back up into the front seat she stopped him, her hand pushing against his chest so that he backed up into the side of the wagon.

“What are you–?” Bucky asked before she cut him off by pulling him down by his collar and slotting her lips onto his in a deep kiss. Bucky inhaled sharply as she held him firmly to her. His hands gripped her arms as she continued kissing him, giving a show to everyone around. She slowly pulled away but not too far, her nose still bumping his, her eyes searching his face before pecking his lips once more. “Mmh, you’re making quite a show,” Bucky breathed, his voice coming out deeper and more hoarse.

“Yes, but that one was just for me,” Y/N smirked at him this time, patting his cheek before turning and hoisting herself into the wagon seat. Bucky huffed out a laugh, his cheeks flushing pink at her forwardness. Pierce let out a loud scoff before heading down the alleyway he was hiding in.

The ride home was long but productive as they talked about the day and what they expected out of the relationship now that it was official.

“You’ll need to move into the main house with me,” Y/N stated matter-of-factly.

“Of course,” Bucky said.

“And if you weren’t in my room there would be lots of questions.”

“Definitely.”

“Sleeping in the same bed.”

“A must,” he fought the smile threatening to give away his excitement.

“And, um…” Y/N stopped, swallowing past the sudden dryness in her throat.

“And?” Bucky urged her on.

“And…I suppose we’ll need to, you know, fulfill our marriage duties,” she rushed the words out.

“Eventually, yes,” Bucky replied.

“Eventually?”

Bucky pulled the horses over to a creek nearby to water them. He jumped down from the wagon seat and helped her down before stretching his arms and legs. Y/N watched him until he sighed heavily and turned back to her.

“Y/N, believe me when I say…” he walked up to her, not stopping and making her back up into the side of the wagon this time, “...that I would love nothing more than to have you tonight.” He caged her against the wagon with his arms on either side of her shoulders. Y/N’s heart felt like it was diving straight down to the pit of her stomach. “That I have thought of little else besides you since I came to the farm years ago.” Her eyes widened at that information. “That my feelings towards you may not be completely reciprocated for a while.” Y/N felt a twinge of guilt at that. She did like Bucky and found him to be quite attractive. She had just never let herself really get beyond that point with anyone that had been at the farm. They were her father’s employees, friends, and eventually became like family, so any kind of childlike crushes or romantic feelings were always tamped down in her mind before they could even start. But now he wasn’t just a friend or a part of the family. He was her family. Her husband. And she enjoyed kissing him. “But I don’t want to do anything that you aren’t ready or comfortable with. So yes, eventually, we will “fulfill our marriage duties,” as you so eloquently put it,” he gave her a smirk, but there was a sadness in his eyes, “just not tonight.”

Y/N felt conflicted. A part of her knew she wasn’t quite ready yet to give herself over to him, even though she could now that they were married. Another part of her really wanted to let him have her tonight and show her what all the hullabaloo was over the wedding night. Being raised by a father who didn’t know how to raise a girl had come with its drawbacks, one of them not being able to help her or educate her well enough when it came to matters of womanhood or bodily functions.

Bucky could see the conflict in her eyes and lifted his hand to her face. He cupped her cheek and rubbed the underside of her eye, then lifted a finger and swiped down the furrow in her brow, making her relax. “It’s alright, sweetheart. There’s no rush.”

“I-I know, and I appreciate it, Buck,” she sighed. “I do like you. And I do think you’re quite handsome,” Bucky’s smile returned at that statement. “I just…I don’t know how to do any of this,” she said as she anxiously wrung her hands together and looked away from him, unable to hold his gaze.

“I know,” he said. “I’m no expert at it, either. So we’ll just take our time and see where it leads us.” He lifted himself off the wagon and took her hands, rubbing her knuckles with his thumbs lightly. “Okay?”

“Okay,” Y/N agreed, still not able to fully look at him.

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Marriage of Convenience Chapter 1

Here's chapter 1 of the new cowboy!Bucky story! I hope y'all like it (see what I did there?).

Warnings: smut, slight physical violence

Her father died on a rainy Tuesday morning. She was suddenly alone in the world, the last of her family line. Well, not completely alone. There were 9 men on the farm that worked for her father, and now worked for her. The problem was that this was 1880 in the state of Oregon, and therefore her inheriting and owning the land and being able to pay the men was now up for question.

After they buried him under his favorite Juniper tree amongst the others that lined their property, they all gathered together for a family meeting.

“Mis amores (my loves), thank you for your help today in Papa’s burial,” Y/N began, standing at the head of the long dining table in the main house. The men were stationed in their usual spots, each of them in a state of sadness over the loss. “I’d like to read his will, if you’ll let me,” she sighed, opening the folded piece of parchment.

“Mi familia, thank you for all you have done to make this farm a livable and prosperous place on this side of the country. I’m not a man of many words,” a rumble of laughter spread across the table, “so I won’t waste everyone’s time. To my daughter, Y/N, I leave most of my money, the land and the main house to do with as she pleases,” Y/N sniffled as she tried to not let herself cry anymore. One of the men, Bucky, sitting next to her, reached his hand out and rubbed her arm in comfort. “To Bucky,” she gave him a quick smile and a glance, “I leave my most prized guns. Y/N knows where they are. Please keep the farm and my baby safe as you always have,” Bucky squeezed her arm. “To Jorge, Pedro, and Oscar, I leave my horses Beauty, Wind Dixie and Tramp to do with as they please. To Joaquin, I leave my Bible and my best hunting knife. To Diego, Santiago, and Emiliano, I leave the oat field further down south as well as the pear tree farm so that they can have land to bring their family to from Guadalajara.” The three brothers burst into tears at the generous gift, giving each other hugs then standing and giving Y/N hugs as well before sitting back down. “To Luis,” Y/N paused as she held her hand out to the man who was like a second father to her on her other side, which he quickly took. “I leave my cigars and my finest liquor, and thank him for introducing me to tequila all those years ago. I also leave a collection of my books that have been sectioned off for you in the study. I hope as Y/N teaches you how to read more that you will find great education and adventure in them. For all the men, I have created stipend accounts in each of your names with the rest of my money. You are free to empty them and leave, but I hope you will keep them and stay to help Y/N with the farm or at least until she can replace you. The account should last you for most of the rest of your lives. Thank you for your service, for your kindness, for your grace, for your compassion and your love to me and Y/N. You are greatly loved and I will miss you all dearly. Yours, Frank.”

Y/N didn’t read the next page out loud because it was just for her to read, which she had done earlier in private, and sat down as she finished reading. She felt exhausted. “I understand that in Oregon I do not actually have ownership over my father’s money, land, or the house unless I am married. Therefore, I am asking something of you all that is wildly strange, but since I have no prospects, I am at a loss. Would anyone of you, of course for the exception of those married or leaving for Mexico,” she winked at the brothers, “be willing to marry me?”

The men all stared at her with wide eyes.

“Mija, you can’t be serious?” Luis scoffed.

“I’m deadly serious, Luis,” Y/N said. “Unless I marry quickly, the local authorities will come down and take it all. I’ve already been threatened by Sheriff Pierce.”

“What? When did this happen?” Bucky piped up, his eyebrows furrowing.

“A few weeks ago, when Papa’s health declined suddenly and I went to get the doctor in town,” she sighed, remembering that horrible day. “He made it very clear where he stands with women having rights around here and how he would love to take this land for his own. He implied he would force me to marry him or lose everything,” she shuddered.

All the men suddenly were in a ruckus, yelling and swearing about the sheriff and inheritances and the law. Bucky sat quietly as he thought over the situation, then watched Y/N carefully. She let the others have their moment of upset. She sat rigid in her chair, the picture of poise and propriety, the opposite of how she normally would be. Obviously the entire predicament she found herself in was weighing heavily on her and she didn’t know how else to handle it than to put on a brave face and act like the lady her father always chastised her about being, rather than the farmer she turned out to be.

“Callate!” Luis suddenly yelled, overpowering the others. They all quickly sat and calmed down. “Y/N,” he turned to her. He reached for her hand again, which she gladly gave. “Are you sure there are no other options? Anything in the law that could help?”

“I have no options,” Y/N said drearily, her eyes blinking rapidly so as not to let anymore tears fall. “I am a woman. What I want doesn’t matter.”

Luis held her hand in both of his, his sad eyes staring at their conjoined hands and nodding his head in understanding. There were a few moments of silence and then…

“I’ll do it,” Bucky spoke. Y/N’s head whipped back to him, her eyes wide and her mouth dropping open slightly. “I’ll do it,” he leaned forward as he looked at her. “I promised your father to always keep you and this land safe, so that’s what I’ll do. We’ve all worked too hard and come too far to lose it all now,” the men all agreed. “And you deserve a better marriage than to an old, awful man like Pierce,” he added. “I can’t say I’m the perfect man by any means,” Bucky held his hand out to take her other hand, “but I will try to be the best husband, partner, and friend that I can be.”

Y/N’s eyes welled up with tears again, this time she let them fall as she squeezed his hand. “Thank you,” she whispered.

“This is strange, but I think it’s the best option we have,” Luis agreed, making the others agree as well.

Y/N grinned, freeing her hands from Luis and Bucky’s grasps to wipe her eyes. “It’s settled then. Bucky, we will go into town tomorrow and get that done and make sure everything is in your name before Pierce finds out Papa has passed,” Bucky nodded. “As for the rest of you, let’s divide up your inheritances.”

As the day wore on and each man got his gift all that was left was Bucky. He had been patrolling the perimeter as he normally did, helping with the animals when needed, and upon hearing the bell rode back in for dinner. Y/N had laid out a spread for the men, a glass of her father’s favorite whiskey at each place setting in his honor. When they had sat, said grace, and began to eat Y/N had let Bucky finish before pulling him aside.

She led him to her father’s study and closed the door behind them then walked to the wall that had his guns displayed. “Buck,” she motioned to him to join her. He walked to the wall, admiring all the different kinds of rifles and handguns he had. “He wanted you to have these,” she gestured towards the rack along the left side of the display.

“All of these?” he asked incredulously. “What am I gonna do with this many?”

Y/N laughed, “I don’t know. Collect them, sell them, I don’t really care. But he did want you to have something else of a more personal nature,” she walked over to one of the bookshelves, her fingers running along a stack until she found the title she wanted. She pulled it off the shelf and brought it back to him. Bucky eyed the book, not recognizing the title. Y/N opened it, and he saw that it was actually a box made to look like a book to keep treasures safe. Inside was a woman’s wedding ring, a man’s wedding band and a pocket watch.

“The second page of the will was mostly for me, with a few extra pieces for you,” she said quietly. “These were my mother’s and father’s rings,” she explained. “In the will he said how he always considered you to be the son he never got to have.”

Bucky felt a lump in his throat form at her words, his eyes suddenly feeling hot with unshed tears. He gulped to try and relieve the ache in his chest as he watched Y/N pull the pocket watch out.

“This is for you,” she handed it to him gingerly. “It’s made of the finest silver and gold that could be found along the East coast at the time when he purchased it. He wanted you to have it to do with as you please. He also said that the man to marry me would have his ring, and I would have my mother’s.” She pulled the man’s wedding band out and held it out to him. “I know that this is a marriage of convenience, that we may love each other in a sense, but that falling in love may take some time. I just hope that we can create a happy marriage and maybe someday a happy family together, and work together to keep this land and our familia together as well.”

Bucky smiled softly at her. You silly woman, he thought. He had been in love with her for years at this point, almost from the moment he’d first set foot on the farm when her father first hired him as security. He was a little bit older than her, so he just assumed anything like that would never happen. But being out in these Oregon forests and farmlands far away from other towns made it hard to find someone worthwhile to court or marry. Now he had a chance to love her, though he’d still have to be patient for her to catch up to him and his feelings.

“Thank you, Y/N,” he said, taking the ring and trying it on his left ring finger. “Ah, it fits,” he said gleefully.

“Oh good, I was worried,” Y/N giggled as she admired the ring on his hand.

“You should try yours,” he suggested, reaching for the ring in the box. She let him take it out then held out her left hand to him. He slid the ring onto her ring finger easily. “Perfect fit,” he smiled, watching her. Y/N gazed at her mother’s ring on her finger, the diamond shining in the firelight. “Beautiful,” he breathed.

Y/N smiled and then looked back at him. “Thank you, Bucky, for agreeing to this. I know I’m no great beauty but–”

“What?” he asked incredulously. Y/N looked shocked at his outburst. “You don’t think you’re beautiful?”

“Oh, well…” she sputtered, unsure of what to say. “I mean, I’m not ugly, I just–”

“Y/N, you are one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever laid my eyes on,” Bucky said so seriously it made her heart flip. “Don’t ever think of yourself as anything less. Yes I agreed to marry you because it will help keep the farm in your family, and keep us employed, but I also did it because I think you’re amazing, beautiful, kind, determined, and if I ever got the privilege to be married I would want it to be with you.” Y/N let out a breath she didn’t realize she was holding at his admission. “I am honored to be your husband, do you understand me?”

Y/N nodded, her shock still evident on her face. “I understand.”

“Good,” Bucky said with finality.

They stared at each other, both of them realizing just how close they’d gotten during the conversation. Y/N cleared her throat and took a subtle step back. “Well, um…thank you, again,” she mumbled. “I’m not very good with my words, but I hope you know that if I have to get married, I’m happy that it’s with you.”

Bucky smirked at her awkwardness. “Well, I guess I’d better head out then. Gotta get some sleep, it’s my wedding day tomorrow,” he said wryly.

Y/N snorted at his tone. “Yes, I suppose I should get some rest as well. It just so happens to be my wedding day tomorrow.”

Bucky hummed, deciding to try his luck and taking a step towards her. “Does the groom-to-be get to have a goodnight kiss?”

Y/N gave him a wide-eyed look as she fought a smile on her lips. “Isn’t there some kind of bad luck for doing things with the bride-to-be the night before her wedding?”

“Not that I’m aware of,” he stepped closer, making her back up against the desk.

Y/N craned her neck as she stared up at him. “I’ve never, um…kissed anyone before,” she breathed.

“That’s okay, sweetheart,” Bucky leaned his face closer, nuzzling his nose against her nose.

“Sweetheart?” Y/N questioned him, her hands catching herself against the desk before she lost her balance.

“Can I kiss you…sweetheart?” Bucky ghosted his nose along her cheek. “Just to hold me over til tomorrow?”

Y/N huffed a laugh against his cheek. “O-okay,” she stuttered.

Bucky smirked at her again, her nervousness making him feel a strange sense of excitement. His lips skimmed her cheek until he hovered over her mouth. Y/N’s eyes were darting from his lips to his eyes and back, her breathing becoming heavier. Bucky finally pressed his lips against hers gently. He didn’t push for anything further, keeping his hands to himself, just enjoying the moment that he finally got to do what he had always wanted to do with her. Y/N’s eyes fluttered shut when his lips met hers, her lips moving softly against his after a moment of her freezing in place. Bucky pulled away first, still hovering close to her face as her eyes slowly opened.

“Goodnight, sweetheart,” he whispered, giving her nose a quick peck before he backed away.

Y/N was still holding herself up against the desk, staring at him in disbelief. “Goodnight, Bucky.”

Bucky smirked at her again then nodded his head as he walked away and out of the study. He had to get the horses prepped and the wagon ready for tomorrow, then get washed up. It was his wedding day, after all.

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