WIP Wednesday
thanks to @elskanellis for the tag. please enjoy my extremely in progress Stucky MCU AU in which they work in the White House Situation Room.
Bucky slid his phone from his pocket, trying to subtly see what was happening.
Natasha has added Bucky to TEAM ROMANOV GROUPCHAT
Bucky: what
why are you texting me
Natasha has added Stark to TEAM ROMANOV GROUPCHAT
Stark: And we need a groupchat...why?
Bucky: what is happening right now
you are sitting three feet behind me
you could hit me with a jelly bean from there
Stark: Oh now you've done it.
Sure enough, something small hit the back of his head with a surprising amount of force. Bucky jerked his head forward, glancing toward Hill’s office to see if she was watching before turning around to glare at Tash. Her face was pleasant and neutral, as if she was expecting him to ask a quick question, rather than knowing he was pissed because she’d just assaulted him with candy. He mouthed, “fucking OW!” and she raised a single eyebrow at him.
Bucky: that was not an invitation Tash
Stark: Wait, why are you both first names and I’m Stark?
I can’t change it.
Why can’t I change it?
Romanov what the fuck did you do?
Natasha:
Stark: I’m not even going to dignify that with a response.
A BITMOJI my god.
Bucky: ok seriously tho why are we in here
Natasha: Because, children, I have RUMINT.
Bucky: oooooo
Natasha: Guess who just picked up one of Jane’s shifts?
Jane, who may I remind everyone, is on Team Rogers?
Bucky: wait that’s not rumint
i did
that’s not interesting
Stark: OH HO HO
AU CONTRAIRE MON AMI
Bucky: what are you french now?
Stark: This is VERY interesting.
Thank you beloved SDO for sharing this very interesting information.
Natasha:
Stark: Please stop, you're embarrassing yourself.
Bucky: what
why is this interesting?
everyone picks up shifts from jane
because she’s insane and she’s getting her phd while working 24x7
if we didn’t pick up shifts they’d always be short on that team
Natasha: Are you really going to play dumb, James?
Bucky: why are you being weird about this
tony picked up one of jane’s shifts last week
there was no groupchat
Natasha: True, but Stark is not crushing on Jane’s SDO.
Tony: Yeah I’m saving myself for Ms. Pepper Potts.
Natasha:
Tony: Why.
Why, Romanov.
Natasha: You have a loose definition of “saving yourself,” but fine.
Bucky: wait you think I’m crushing on steve?
steve ROGERS?
Natasha: No.
Bucky: okay GOOD but then why did you
Natasha: I know you’re crushing on Steve Rogers.
Stark: Walked into that one Buckaroo.
Natasha:
Stark: Okay STOP with those things.
You have never made that expression in your life.
Bucky couldn’t stop himself from frowning at his phone, despite the fact that the phone could not see it and Actual Tash, who was in the room with him, also could not see it. How on earth had she gotten this deeply wrong idea? Rogers was cute but was so square that he might as well have been made of stone. Also: straight.
Bucky: i’m not crushing on steve ROGERS
Natasha:
Stark: Or that one!
You’ve never made ANY expression that I’m aware of.
Bucky: it’s DISTURBING that you would think that
Natasha:
Stark: STOP DOING THAT
I CAN SEE YOU
YOU ARE COMPLETELY STONE FACED RIGHT NOW
Bucky: i mean the man has a spectacular ass
but he’s straight
also I’m not interested
even if he wasn’t straight
which he is
Natasha:
Stark: WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS
A small sound came from his right, and Bucky looked over to find Tony had knocked his headset off the desk, apparently while actually throwing his hands into the air in distress. He was sputtering and beginning to turn red. Bucky glanced nervously at Hill’s window again and looked away just as she lifted her head to look out at the WHSR floor, specifically at the group desk where they all sat.
Bucky: okay Tash maybe dial it back
Hill just looked out at us
Natasha: So your position is you have no interest in becoming more closely acquainted with Steve’s ass?
Bucky: i don’t have a position in that i have never given it any thought
but yes
not interested
Stark: Heads up here comes Hill.
Bucky slid his phone back into his pocket just as Hill approached the ledge in front of the group desk.
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Rare Encounters
Na Goeun x F!reader
Tags: scissoring, thigh riding
WC: 3.6k
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Everyone at school loved Na Goeun. No one knew how she could handle it all: being in student council, joining the drama club, and still managing to almost make it as class valedictorian (rank 2 isn't half bad though). She never had a bad rep or record, except that she had rejected almost every boy that asked her out. On the few occasions she did indulge in a date, that would be the last of it.
Something about that drew you to her. She was already nice enough to help you out in the few lab activities you got paired together for. She even got you some candy on the last day of class, which, while she did give to several other people, probably meant she remembered you enough to give one to.
Fast forward to today, and... actually, you don't know what happened to her. No one did.
It wasn't something bad or negative though; it's just that she had fallen off practically everyone's radars. Some say she got into a prestigious college under a pretty tight scholarship; others say she auditioned and is training for some entertainment company given her drama background. But the fact was, no one had a definitive answer.
That was, until your class reunion.
The buzz spread like wildfire. Your phone with a dozen different groupchats couldn't stop vibrating when someone sent a screenshot of the LINE message inviting everyone to come. Clear as day, Na Goeun sent a reaction.
"You think she'd actually go?," asked Ireh, sitting beside you and your friend Dosie at a cafe nearby your old school. The three of you still kept in touch, and just as you frequented this small coffee shop back then, you found yourselves coming back to it when everyone had the time.
"Beats me. Maybe she's so busy she butt pressed it and hasn't seen it.," Dosie remarked.
"Come on," you added. "That's so unlikely. Besides... it should be impossible for her to not be interested. It's Goeun. She had friends everywhere."
"Sometimes, an introvert can look a lot like an extrovert. Maybe we just never saw her being exactly that," Dosie replied.
"I suppose that makes sense," Ireh said. "Still wouldn't explain how she managed to stay introverted for 6 years."
Ireh and Dosie were both on a break from training at different arts schools. You on the other hand were taking a science course – likely thanks to Goeun for making it not as intimidating to you in the first place – and so when the two had to return to their dorms, you stayed on. The store owner knew you by now since you would often work quietly in the corner until the shop closed at around 10:30PM.
Tonight, however, someone new entered just before the store closed shop. It was a petite woman with long, jet black hair, with an aura and poise you almost couldn't believe you were seeing for the first time in years.
It was Goeun, in the flesh. And seeing her just as beautiful as before sent your chest in knots.
See, what no one really knew was that while it was primarily guys that had crushes on Goeun, you're pretty sure girls, like you, did too. You never threw away the wrapper of that candy she gave you. You cherishes every day marveling at Goeun tutoring you every lab session. And everyone's collective investment on whether she would be at the reunion did nothing but rekindle those feelings.
Now, Goeun existed in your world and only yours. Despite that sounding a lot creepier than it actually is, it was the truth. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to be the only one with her, just this once.
"Goeun-ssi," you said softly, hoping she'd turn around. She didn't.
You slink back in your chair, embarassed. Maybe it's not so good an idea to bother her? Like Dosie said, maybe she just never was the type to socialize, and the last thing she'd need at 10PM was some random person to bother her night munchies.
What you don't notice as you hide yourself in your hoodie and close your eyes as you think of that is that, as Goeun finishes placing her order in, she turns around as she jams to the music she's playing on her AirPods. And right as you open your eyes, she looks up from her phone.
"Wait," Goeun said. "You look familiar."
You reply nervously. "Yeah, uh... we were lab partners a few times. Under Baek-seonsaengnim?" You realize hiding in your hoodie might be making it harder for her to remember, so you lift your hoodie and remove your mask.
"Oh!," she exclaimed. "It's you! Hi! Oh wow, I'm so sorry I didn't recognize you! How have you been? Pardon me." Flustered, she put her earbuds away.
"No it's okay! I was just about to head home," you respond, closing your notebook and laptop quickly. "I don't want to keep you."
"No, please, don't worry about it! I just happened to come by the area. Before the reunion," she added.
So she did plan to go. Guess Dosie was wrong.
"Tell you what," she said. "Do you still live nearby? The apartments just up the road?"
"Not too far from that, you turn left by the convenience store instead of going straight," you respond.
"Oh neat! I'm not that far from you then. Why don't I join you for a bit?," she replied.
"It's okay! I can manage," you add shyly.
"Nonsense, it's late. I got you," she rebutted. "Besides, it's nice to see you again! You have to tell me how you've been."
You warm up a bit, and open yourself to being a bit more chatty. "Same here."
Waiting for your coffee, you try and make the first move. "Funny, I was just with Dosie and Ireh a few hours ago."
"Really! How are they? They still into performing?," she asked.
"Yeah. They're not classmates though, but I think they're both going to try out at the same theatre group when they graduate soon."
"That's great! Wow, it's so nice to actually hear from our classmates nowadays."
"Wait, so you haven't met anyone? None at all? In six whole years?"
"Well... I did spot Chaein from afar, you remember her right? From my section? Anyway, there was a time she saw me from afar while I was waiting for a bus, but before she could say hi, I had to go. Otherwise, no, probably just some random guys I actively tried to not run into when I caught them," she replied. "And, well, you! Right now!"
As you both step out of the cafe with fresh cups of coffee in hand, you head the way home. It's finals week for first semester, so the air is cold and damp.
After a few seconds of silence, only disrupted by the crunching of feet on asphalt, Goeun speaks up. "So... I'm pretty sure you're gonna ask me where I've been."
"Well... yeah. But I figured you had your reasons. I mean... you did, right?," you asked. "Not that it affects me or anything, it's just... I always thought you would, I don't know, be an actress or an idol, or literally anything–"
"Wah, jjinja?," she exclaimed. "Gosh no, I don't think I could make singing and drama my entire life."
"So what was your life then?"
"College."
What you thought was a pause turned out to be a full stop. "Wait, that's it? No scholarship, no special gigs? Just college?"
"No, of course not! Seriously, why does everyone assume I just get these things?," she laughed, seemingly shocked by the assumption.
"Because you were THE Na Goeun?!," you said incredulously. "Everyone thought you'd be out there in the world, not disappearing off the face of it," you retort.
"Hey, for what it's worth, I finally got to do some things I couldn't before. Jog more frequently, record songs instead of just performing, go skiing during winter. It's fun."
"But did you not miss any of it?"
"Any of what?" she presses, looking puzzled.
"The attention? The social life? Being loved by everyone?"
She looks up for a few seconds pondering on her answer. "Well, that's a lot to answer. First... I guess I did miss it a bit. Not enough to seek it out though, as you can tell. And second, I honestly just step away from it all, you know? I wanted to lay low, just excel quietly without getting attention, graduate, and do whatever it is I have to do to earn money nowadays. Does that answer your question?"
"I... yeah," you reply, shocked by both how much and how little you know of Goeun.
"But for the record," she glared at you, eyebrow raised with a smirk, "I succeed for no one other than myself."
You clicked your tongue and pointed at her. "There's the Goeun I know."
You both laugh as you share stories, struggling – and barely succeeding – not to wake up all your neighbors. You must have failed either way, because right in the middle of your conversation, rain suddenly pours, drenching both you and Goeun. You run to your porch, fortunately only about a hundred meters away, and laugh even harder when you both process what just happened.
"Don't even think about going home in this rain. I'm so sorry!," you said.
"Are you kidding? This is the most fun I've had in a while!," she replied.
"Please, dry yourself off inside! You can stay over until the rain subsides."
Walking Goeun up the stairs provided an all-important reality check: you were bringing your high school crush, who until now remained a mystery to everyone else, and is still pretty as hell even drenched, to your place, alone?
You power through the growing anxiety and successfully reach your apartment. It wasn't the biggest, considering your parents were the ones fully paying for it, so having a second person already made the place feel twice as stuffed.
You point Goeun to the bathroom to freshen herself up first, while you search for some spare clothes you could lend her. The flannel and jeans you were wearing sent sharp sensations of cold all over your body, so you instinctively remove them, leaving you in your underwear. In your rush to find clothes for Goeun, you miss her unlock the bathroom door and step out, herself also in just a sports bra and her underwear. When you turn around, you give a slight yelp.
"Ai, I'm sorry!" Goeun said, hiding behind the door. You both shuffle around awkwardly trying to find a way to get dressed, but, perhaps to break the awkwardness, she adds, "You have a nice body, you know that?"
You feel your body scrunch up a bit, trying to hide yourself. But Goeun walks up to you, grabbing towels you hung on a chair to cover both you and herself up. As she wraps your shoulders in a towel, she places a hand over the arm you've placed over your chest, trying to ease you up.
"Hey, it's okay," she reassured. "I know we're not close, but you don't have to be so shy." She looks at you, and your eyes meet. She always had very pretty eyes, accentuated by their size and the way they glisten in the light.
"If only I was as pretty as you, maybe," you blurt out suddenly. When you realize what you just did, you take your other hand and cover your mouth, shocked and scared. Even she looked surprised, and the two of you stared at each other in silence for a few seconds.
Both of you were trying to formulate whole ideas, but Goeun is the first to get a word out.
"I... think you're pretty too," she said.
Another round of staring. You barely notice it, but now you're almost up to each others' bodies. Fuck it, here we go I guess.
"I thought you were pretty ever since high school," you add. "I even kept that candy you gave me on the last day of school."
"Did you really?," she giggled. "You know, I gave you that because I remembered you as a lab partner."
"Why, was it because I barely helped? I'm sorry if I was too much for you to carry."
"No no, not like that... because back then, I'd see the way you look at me with those eyes, and it was cute. I remembered that."
You aren't that much taller than Goeun (maybe less than half a head), but you can feel yourself having to look down a bit more as you move your body closer to her.
"Goeun...," you whisper, "every time some guy asked you out and you rejected them, I always thought I'd actually be able to make you happy. But I also accepted I'd never be able to tell you that I liked you."
"Well," she says, as she tipped on her toes and plants a kiss on your cheek. "now's your chance. Do you perhaps... still like me now?," she asked innocently.
Your heart thumps all the way into your eardrums, but, with how close she was to you, you could feel her heart beating quickly as well. You're lightheaded, but at the same time aware of everything around you, most especially Na Goeun looking into your eyes with a smile.
You press your forehead into hers and close your eyes. No point hiding anything now.
"Yes, Goeun-ssi, I still like you."
She chuckled again, though sounding a bit nervous. "Please, I think we're past the point of you calling me that way. Just call me Goeun."
At that moment, a switch flips: literally, in that both of you have unwittingly backed into a light switch in the room; and figuratively, in that after exchanging a quick laugh, you both lean in together for a kiss. It was soft, gentle, and also unsure, but a second kiss erases all that fear.
Every moment your lips parted came longer than the last. You were immersed in the warmth of someone you've dreamt about in the past, and that's all that mattered then and there.
You break your kiss, and guide her to the edge of your bed. Goeun stares at you, for once seemingly unsure of what to say, and you move your hands to the sides of her chest. She gives a quiet nod, and you work her bra and panties off her. She does the same, moving her hands to your hips, and you nod in return. You both had a language only both of you could understand, and it burned you up inside.
When you pull her to the bed however, Goeun is just staring into your eyes still, like she's trying to say something.
"Is everything okay? Am I going too fast?," you ask, trying to calm her.
"No, it's just... this is my first time with a girl, and I haven't done anything like this in... I don't even remember," she replied.
You give a warm, reassuring smile. "Don't worry, this is my first time too. We'll... figure this out together I guess?," you added. She closes her eyes and smiles, looking more relaxed than a minute ago. She always was a perfectionist.
"No one's ever told me that before," she said, looking shocked from the statement. "Okay."
Both of you resume making out. Still not intense nor heavy, just enough to focus on each others' lips. Time to time, you or Goeun would pause to just look at your other half, and continue. Every pause you snuggle closer – perhaps still cold from the rain pouring outside. And, when your eyes lock, you giggle and keep going.
She breaks the rout with a light kiss on your nose. "You're cute when you have nothing to say."
You feel your cheeks flush. "If you're going to tell me you've been flirting with me ever since lab, I'm going to freak."
"If I managed to learn to flirt between then and now, it's a miracle," she replied. "But I mean it. You're cute in a way other guys can't be."
You place a hand over her cheek, rubbing it with your thumb. "I really hope this isn't a dream," you say, before kissing Goeun again.
"I don't think dreams would feel this real," she laughed.
You start making out again, your hands now straying to different parts of each others' body. Goeun's hand slides down your chest, pausing between your breasts, your hand works up her spine to the back of her head.
You pull her in closer, sliding your leg between hers, and hers between yours. You can feel the warmth of her core, and you're sure she can too. Both of you connect with a jolt; you feel Goeun's breath stagger. She looks at you again, with a look that said "it's okay, I'm yours."
You start to rub yourself on her leg, and she follows suit. Slick builds up on your thigh, and deep breaths trail behind. You can't hold back your moans, but neither does Goeun; her whimpers of pleasure are fed straight into your ear. The harder both of you grind, the harder you pull her closer to you, as if wanting to experience your stimulation as one whole.
"Does it feel good?," you ask under your breath.
"Yes, shit, I want more."
You're now determined to do one thing and one thing only: make Goeun feel good. You prop yourself up on a knee to get on top of her; her petite body rises and falls with her heavy breaths. She tries to get up on her elbows to meet you, but you place a hand on her chest. "Let me," you whisper, and she plops back down.
You feel around her folds, glistening and sticky from the stimulation you gave her. You give her one last glance, and her eyes are closed, ready to take you in. You slide a finger in, and Goeun gasps, feeling all of you in her. Her breaths are giggly, trembly expressions of pleasure, and it unsurprisingly turned you on. You reciprocated the pleasure with a second finger, causing her to lurch her back in ecstasy.
"Hah, that's so good! Please don't stop!," Goeun begs. You have never imagined her to be on the receiving end of anything, much less this, but you're committed to make her keep begging for more – as a metric of her enjoyment, of course.
You didn't anticipate, though, how much of a quick study Goeun could be, as she forces herself up and reaches a hand towards your groin. You feel a finger graze your clit, causing you to squeak, and Goeun continued to go crazy on it. Both of you are staring deeply and longingly at each other, legs crossed between each other – and of course, now fingering each other.
You couldn't take it anymore; you needed more of Goeun, and you wanted to give her more of you. You grab her hand out of your pussy and guide it to her mouth, and you do the same to your own. Your moans and movements at this point are so synchronized that when you drag her closer to start scissoring her, you're surprised to slam right into her juicy warmth without much distance covered.
Just like tides slamming and receding back, you and Goeun rub your pussies into each other. Waves of pleasure ripple across your body, and you can feel in the way she trembles in your grasp that so is Goeun. You're hungry for her, and the look in her eyes confirm she wanted to know exactly that. As you creep closer to your edge, a dam bursts open inside your chest, and you grip ever more tightly on to Goeun. She holds on to you just as tightly, enough to be moaning right next to each others' ears yet again.
Suddenly, you couldn't stop yourself from blurting everything you've ever thought about Goeun to her. "Fuck, Goeun, I've always dreamt this, I've touched myself to this dream so many times, please don't leave me! I'll do everything to make you stay! Please don't let me go! I just want to be yours!," you cry out in desperation.
"Yes, yes, yes, baby! You're mine! I'm not letting you go! I want to cum together! I'm so close!," she screams in reply. Those sweet words were enough to finally you make you tremble and leak, just before squirting all over her hips. Your orgasm in turn brought Goeun to her climax, your fluids mixing with each other, consummating your newly forged commitment to each other.
Together, you tip to the side, still locked into that embrace, catching your breath. The moans hidden beneath her breaths are soft but unabated, and you feel satisfied knowing she most definitely enjoyed herself.
When Goeun comes to, you stare at her and give her a kiss on her nose. "You're cuter when you're relaxed."
The gesture appeared to have jolted Goeun to her senses, as she gives a faint smile.
"I'm lucky I found you tonight of all nights," she whispered. Your softest voices were now audible, as the rain had finally subsided.
"And I'm lucky the rain kept you here," you reply. You look outside, thinking what comes next after this, and Goeun responded immediately by using her forehead to pull yours in.
"I'm not going anywhere," she reassured.
"Not even the reunion?," you taunt, giving a childish pout.
"Of course I'm going to that, silly," she giggles. "Only if you promise to come with me."
"It's a date then," you reply. "Finally."
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A/N: hope this one surprises the few plorys out here in the wild. hopefully i get to make for kween dosie next
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