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capibuck · 4 months
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December, 1943. You are beautiful, even when you sleep.
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lanabuckybarnes · 1 month
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Waking up to Sargent Barnes has to be the best thing in the world. Like yeah, your body kind of aches from the many positions he had you folded into the night before but the soft look on his face as he sleeps makes up for it.
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The way his skin looked under the soft morning glow or the way his hair lay in every which way across his pillow, you couldn't tell which was cuter.
Imagine running your hands over his soft cheek, his mouth letting a soft moan slip at the tender feeling. And oh lord, can you imagine his sleep-filled voice when he eventually wakes up to you petting his hair, that handsome smile and his “good morning”— it would be enough to kill you.
If he’s the first to wake up he’s peppering your skin with kisses, starting from the end of your shoulder up to behind your ear, revelling in the way you sleepily whine at the feeling of his chaste kisses. Those hands are another thing though, the way they’d run from your bare thighs, stopping only to squeeze your rear before pulling you nice and close to him with arms around your waist.
He’s so gentle in the morning, lacking any of that smugness he carries on a day-to-day basis. Everything he shows you is raw, unfiltered emotion— those deep blue eyes couldn’t hide a thing.
The light from the morning sun flits into the room, the warm beams of light decorating their bodies pulling a groan from Bucky as one shone straight into his eyes— just his luck.
He pulls you close to his naked chest, lips trailing up your neck to the top of your head, leaving soft kisses in their wake. One of his hands dances its way up your spine to card through your locks of hair.
You whine in frustration, the last thing you want to do was wake up, it would mean that the morning was here and you’d have to get up. Although neither of you had work to do you had promised Steve that you’d meet for milkshakes around noon and the poor man would be worried sick if neither of his friends showed up.
“G’morning” his sleep-laced voice mutters into your head, his eyes closing softly as your scent invades his senses. You huff, it was morning alright.
“Nooo” you shove your face into his soft chest, a chuckle bubbling from his throat at your actions.
“Come on sweetheart. Steve will be ready by now, you know what happened the last time we were late” he chuckled at the memory of Steve rattling his door in a panic only for you to open it half asleep, wearing Bucky’s sleep shirt. You’ll never forget the way Steve’s jaw dropped to the floor and his words died on his tongue as soon as he noticed the only thing on your body belonged to Bucky— along with a few little marks decorating your skin.
That was the first time he’d learned of Bucky and you being more than just friends. You certainly didn’t want him to catch you two in a more vulnerable position.
“What time is it anyway?” You grumbled, feeling Bucky’s body move to check the clock behind him, a sigh falling from his lips as his head flopped back onto the pillow.
“11.20”
“WHAT!” You jumped up at his words, there was no way you’d be ready in time.
“Bucky we gotta get up” You turned to the amused look of your boyfriend, that cheeky grin you’d love to wipe off his face.
You eventually made it to the milkshake bar, 10 minutes late. Steve’s eyes bored into you both as he slurped the ends of his milkshake, he knew what you two had been up to and he did not appreciate being made to wait because of it. Secretly though he was happy you two were finally together, he couldn't bear to listen to both of you constantly gushing over each other.
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Smut tomorrow??
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You know what I love about this scene?
Peggy and Steve BOTH look at Bucky like “sooo, can we have some privacy??”
And this little shit looks over his shoulder to see what they’re looking at, turns back, and proceeds to do everything in his power to prevent their flirting while staying professional. He knows he’s not supposed to be there, but this -frankly amazing- woman is this close to winning over his boy and like hell will James Buchanan Barnes take it lying down.
His audacity just kills me and I love it.
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bucks-metal-arm19 · 6 months
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Okay, but Bucky has been gone all day and you were stuck home alone. It was the middle of your ovulation week, no less, and you were going feral. You stole one of his shirts to slip over your head, his joggers to cover your legs and tie off at your waist, and his dog tags to rest against your chest and stay warm against your bare breasts.
You wanted to smell like him. If you closed your eyes, you could almost taste him on your tongue. He was supposed to be home hours ago and he had promised to make your legs shake and keep your voice hoarse from choking on his thick, hard cock shoved down your throat. He promised and he was no where in sight.
So. You decided to torment him.
There was a dresser at the foot of your bed that was at a perfect height to aim your phone from so he would get a perfect view of your full, King-sized bed with you in the middle of it. You dimmed the lights and lit some candles to create a warmer, cozier, suggestive vibe before getting to work.
You set your camera to ‘video’ and started slowly slipping the joggers down your legs to pool at your ankles. You made sure to keep your back to the camera so he would get a full view of you bent over, ass on display with his favorite pair of lace panties stretched over the curve of your cheeks and disappearing between your thighs. He got a full view of you crawling up the bed and settling against the pillows, right in the middle of the frame.
“If you’re not gonna play with me, Mr.Barnes, I’m going to do it myself.” You told the camera in a sassy tone, pulling your knees up to spread your legs and show off the obvious dark spot of arousal in your panties.
“Since you won’t…” you drawled, arousal and need making your voice thick as you slid your fingers under the elastic of your panties and tugged them down your legs and left them hanging around one ankle so he could see the full view of you.
“And you left your wife home alone to wait for you..” you continued, head falling back against the stack of pillows while one of your hands groped at your tits and hardened nipples while the other started making lazy circles around your pussy, your exposed clit.
“I’ll just have to make myself cum.” You had enough focus left to tug his Henley up your chest to expose your flushed chest and still love-bitten tits and the shiny metal of his tags keeping warm against your skin, giving him a view of everything you wanted to taunt him with.
“And not let you touch me.” Two of your dainty fingers curled into your leaking hole at that moment, quickly finding that spongy spot deep inside your wet cunt and causing stars to explode behind your eyelids. Your other hand stayed at chest level, pinching and pulling and rolling your nipples between your fingers to add extra sensation and finally get some needed relief.
It wasn’t Bucky’s hands, but it would do. Until he got home, at least.
You ended the video there and sent the message with it attached before you came apart on your own fingers, moaning out Buck’s name long and slow as the pleasure rushed through your body and you finally settled against the bed once more.
Laughter bubbled from your lips moments later as you saw his name appear on your phone screen and you swiped to answer the call with your index finger and tapped the button for speaker phone.
“What can I do for you, Mr.Barnes?” You asked lazily, voice still husky from your moans and whines for him that he didn’t get the pleasure to hear.
“I’ll be home in twenty minutes, Mrs.Barnes. You better be naked and waiting for me because that little stunt you pulled? You’re going to regret it.”
Click.
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elkleggs · 1 year
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The Whip and Fiddle
Pages 1 & 2 of a patreon comic I started in November and am SO happy with. Working hard on the rest 🦾
“One keeps healthy in wartime...by a vigorous assertion of values in which war has no part.”
- Randolph Bourne
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ghostlyfleur · 5 months
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♡ life with sargent james barnes
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hopeful-romantic1994 · 2 months
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Happy birthday, Bucky Barnes!
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white-wolf-actually · 2 months
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did you know it only takes two pounds of pressure to drive the nose bone into the skull:)
You know who you're talking to, right?
Of course I knew that.
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motionless-friction · 2 years
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This is something Bucky would do, and you can't tell me otherwise... Ima totally write a little something something about this on my writing profile. 😈
@komotionlessqueenmm
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bucky-barnesrp · 1 year
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i-like-superheros · 1 year
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He was definitely holding back in tfatws.
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marvelilovebucky · 10 months
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Sassy Bucky
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Steve when he gets Bucky back: Realistic version
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blu-3-ey-3-s · 2 years
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When I see his smile…
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This is my reaction
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superdcchick · 2 years
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Fucking LOVE this 🥵
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pheonixbarnes23 · 2 years
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THIS BEAUTIFUL MAN!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🎁🎁🎁
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