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starry night [bucky barnes one shot]

summary: AU [year: 2019, sam and bucky are normal civilians]. it's a wedding and james, sam, your friends and you are invited… anything could happen, right?

pairing: (au) bucky barnes x fem!reader (y/n)

word count: 4,019

warnings: smut [explicit sex] so minors do NOT interact with this post, public sex, fingering, hair grabbing, unprotected oral sex - fem/male receiving; swearing [language!], praise kink, alcohol, fluff maybe and pet names.

a/n: well, hello! this is my first one shot and i'm not sure if i'll ever write another one. i've always written for myself and never finished anything so let's see how this goes. Y/N calls bucky “james” bc that’s how he introduced himself to her. it's my first smut too so… don't judge! i hope you all like this, comment on it so i can read your thoughts!! Y/N's thoughts appear in cursive while bucky's are in bold cursive. this is what came out of a dream i had btw...

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You are standing alone just looking at them. Your friends are all dancing together having fun. You only stand there smiling, admiring the scene and wondering what you did to surround yourself which such amazing people.

The ceremony was beautiful, all of you shared tears. It was celebrated at the coast, above the small cliff that ends up at the tiny cove that most people call "lit cove". It really looks illuminated when the golden hour sun hits it. You and your friends were mesmerized by the scene of the couple pronouncing their vows with the sunset hitting at the west. However, the party was even better. A big country house destined to celebrations that you loved visiting when you were young only to hang out around the horses. The main ballroom has a bar at the end and tables at its sides where guests sat to have dinner.

That's how you met them. That's how you met him. James and Sam were placed on you and your friends table too, so you got to know them. They seemed to be fun so you all ended up hanging out together during the whole evening. James is a bit shy though. Shy? Or quiet? Yeah, maybe quiet is the word. When you and your friends decided it was time to go dancing, Sam and James stayed at the table just talking… Until Sam got infected by the music and joined you, so you looked at James. You wanted him dancing too, of course you wanted him to dance around you. But he didn't, he just stayed there glancing at you, an almost-empty glass of wine held with his left hand before he disappeared. It wasn't until you approached the table to hydrate yourself after a dance session when you saw him again.

Going back to the present moment, you are smiling. You smile until you see a figure moving by the corner of your left eye. So you turn your head that way. James is coming back with an empty glass of champagne and he is smiling too. And he is getting closer to you. Damn he looks fine. Of course, your alcohol is doing all the talking inside your head. Is it though? He nods when he stops next to you, and smiles more. He is already so close you can feel the fabric of his black suit jacket brushing against the bare skin of your arm. You go back to looking at your friends before he starts thinking it's weird. But you wanna look at him, you’d be admiring him for hours.

"How long do you think they'll be there dancing?" he asked leaning his side to you so you can hear him better.

"As long as there's music, I'm sure…" you drank what was left of your glass and put it back on the table. "What about your friend?"

"As long as he sees me," he replied.

"What do you mean?" you glanced at him, curious.

"He won't give me a break, especially when he's drunk," you both looked at Sam doing weird movements you're not sure you can consider that dancing. "Yeah… And I bet he is".

You laughed, but you got distracted by his cologne. It is orange blossom and… Something smokey maybe. It's strong, but soft at the same time. You wish you could smell his scent for a little bit longer.

"I'm gonna head out again," James said. "See you–"

"There are horses back there," you rushed onto talking. You desperately need to keep you by his company, you don't feel like dancing anymore but neither to sit at the table alone. And you don't feel like being away from him for some reason. "A few meters away from the pool, worth seeing."

"Do you wanna show me around, then?"

That gets you by surprise, because you thought you could keep making him talk to you for a couple of minutes more with that but never thought you'd get that proposal. You are happy to take that offer, for sure. So you nod.

It is a clear night, and the sky, full of stars. The fact that the moon isn't on it tonight makes the stars visible. It is like appreciating a Christmas tree: shiny and calming. Summer makes the air feel heavier, thicker and stickier. You are glad that you are wearing a sleeveless dress, a champagne-colored midi number made of silk. Your heels slenderize your figure, making you look taller, curvier and… juicy. And James noticed that. He noticed that damn well, because the fabric of your dress makes your body shine under the lights. He couldn't stop looking at you while you were dancing in the middle of the room. Sometimes the billowy dress would award the fortunate observer a glimpse of your upper thighs; someone who, by means of coincidence, was looking at the right place at the right time.

James appreciated your charisma and that dimple that would peek its way through the corner of your smile when he was sharing with you a funny anecdote. But he also appreciated your body moving like a hurricane in the middle of the turmoil and, at that sight, considering that your dress was revealing a little too much so soon, he felt his black suit pants were shrinking second by second around his cock. Fuck…, he thought, knowing that he wouldn't be able to stand up without feeling the embarrassment. He had to leave the room for a few, served with another glass of champagne, to catch some fresh air and clear his head. Or… heads, both.

Your shoes echo through the silence of the night, only to be accompanied by James’. Not knowing why, you feel extremely nervous, scared of doing something weird that embarrassed yourself in front of this man. You get it together inside your head, but your body demonstrates otherwise.

You try to unlock the fence with your sweaty, flickering hands so that both of you can enter the stable, but without much success. James does the job for you, holding the fence up so you can get in, having to walk under his right arm. He sees you falter, and he smirks. You smile much more while showing James all of the horses, some of the names you still remember, deciding on which name the horses you don't know look like. There is something about the way both of you walk and talk quietly inside the stable, so the horses don't get agitated. It feels intimate, like you are telling each other secrets. You glance at him secretly while he pets one of the horses. His profile is something else, but when he looks back at you, there's something inside of you that is making your blood boil. Like the one heading to your inner thighs after he sends you a winning smile.

You both decide to leave the horses alone again, but stay outside next to a covered well full of flowerpots on it. James supports himself against the wall with his left forearm while folding his right knee in front of the other leg, adopting a really cheeky position (and attitude). He wouldn't stop looking at you standing in front of him, so you have to ask.

"What?" and you smile.

"Nothing," but he smirks. Oh, those lips...

You unconsciously bite your lower lip, trying to hold your nervous smile, so there's no other choice for James that looking straight at it. "Then, why are you looking at me like that?" you question again.

He laughs, leaning back his head, and it's like music to your ears. You feel your guts expanding inside your body like they were floating, and you feel that your stomach do flips too. Bucky keeps staring at you with a smirk on his face. You get closer.

"Seriously, what is it?” you say partly laughing, partly hiding the fact that he's killing you.

James laughs once again, "can't I look at you?" He caresses your arm from your shoulder down to your elbow, sending shivers down your spine. "You look amazing, Y/N".

He bites his lower lip, and glances at yours. You bite yours too, which makes James want to kiss you.

And he does. He grabs you by your waist to bring you dangerously closer to him. And he kisses you, towering over you, placing one of his hands at the side of your face to cup you, and leaving the other at your lower back. You are dumbfounded at first, but you quickly, effortlessly give in to his charms, placing your hands around the back of his neck. It's a rough kiss, giving both of you the sensation that you waited your whole lives to kiss each other.

James’ hands travel from your lower back down to your ass. You whimper at those big hands gripping your skin as if he wants to prevent you from escaping. The veins of his hands, clearly standing out of his skin. One of your hands grips his hair while the other travels down to his chest. It’s clear that you can’t get enough of him. Your body keeps heating up second by second, which will need to be cooled down sooner or later. James turns you over leaning your body against the well and grabs one of your thighs so hard you feel it’s gonna go numb. Your pussy feels his cock inside his pants rubbing against the fabric of your dress, and his hand squishing your leg even more. You gasp at the feeling of both, and that is a welcoming greet to James’ tongue, which enters into your mouth, touching your tongue. It makes you feel dizzy, and even more when he grabs your other leg and sits you on the well making a flowerpot fall to the floor, breaking into pieces.

You look down at the pot, feeling a bit of relief when you noticed it was empty. You are about to say something, but James positioning his finger on your chin to make you look at him again cut you off.

“Don’t worry about that, doll” James said. You hold your breath at that nickname. “Am I gonna have to do something else to make you pay attention to me, and only me?” he asks, lowering his body to the floor, kneeling in front of you.

You hold yourself on the well by putting both hands beside your body, noticing that you are still holding your breath.

James separates your legs while looking at you, knowing how bad you want it by watching your chest rise up and down even though he isn’t doing anything right now. He smirks. He feels like a champ because he knows what you have been missing all this time.

You feel his digits caressing your leg up until he reaches your burgundy panties which he doesn’t doubt even a bit to put to one side, so he has a better view of your cunt. He gives it a look only to connect his eyes to yours after. He kisses the inside of your thighs caringly. First the right one, and when you think he is about to press a kiss on your clit, he stops really close to it. You can feel his warm breath. So close, you think. You shut your eyes and wait for it to happen, dying inside, not being able to hold yourself together any longer. James smirks, and that’s when he knows you’re needy. He keeps moving his head towards your left thigh and press another soft kiss on your heated skin. What the... You open your eyes straightaway to look at him.

“So needy”, he keeps smirking. “Patience, sweetheart”, and he bites your inner thigh leaving a mark you never want to see disappear. You whimper at the feeling.

You can hear ‘Wild Side’ by Normani playing faraway in the background, inside the ballroom, just as James is making you go wild.

“Please…”, you beg. James gives you a glance while he caresses your body from your lower back and up. “Do it, please James…”

Such a good girl…, he says in his head. You see James’ eyes looking into yours more deeply than ever during that night. He gives you a piercing, fix stare, even when his tongue first touches your clit. He never stops looking at your expressions, your moans, the places where you put your hands. He is the most attentive guy you have been with. James closes his eyes to enjoy what he is doing to you: the way you taste, the sounds that leave your throat. He’s proud of how he’s making you feel.

He licks your folds up and down, slowly but passionately, until he stops on your clit to suck it. Your eyes roll back at the feeling. James continues licking your clit in every direction you love. You feel one of his fingers slipping inside, his digit pressing that spot that is making you lose it. The movements of his tongue around your clit intensifies and speeds up. Your body starts giving him signs that you are about to cum, so James puts his hand on your mouth. You slowly open it, and James doesn’t hesitate to insert two of his fingers inside which you take without hesitation, and that makes you moan.

However, right when you feel yourself finishing, you hear a familiar voice coming from behind.

“Hey, Buck–…”, screams Sam looking for both of you. “Oh, shit… Shhhhit”, he whispers when he realizes what James is doing when he peeks Sam from between your legs. Sam turns around even though he couldn’t see anything just to give both of you some privacy.

You freak out and close your legs as soon as James gets up and relocate your dress to cover up your thighs. You don’t even dare to look at Sam as the embarrassment makes you feel really uncomfortable. You feel how damp you are when you stand up, leaving your panties completely ruined. Your heart is pounding hard inside your chest and on your clit, but Sam’s annoying presence killed the mood completely. James stands in front of you to cover you, as he saw your face get chili red when you heard Sam.

“Sam, later.” James states authoritatively, so Sam walks towards the compound straightway. “Sorry about that,” you turn to him and melt at his face expression: guilty, embarrassed and apologetic eyes glancing at yours. “This guy, just… That’s what I meant when I told you he never leaves me alone,” he laughs.

“Don’t worry uh,… It’s not your fault.” You walked away towards the viewpoint not being able to hold his gaze for that long because you still remember how his tongue was moving around your slit. You lick your lips, disappointed because you miss his mouth already.

James ducks down, but he isn’t the kind of person that leave things unfinished. He walks towards you while you keep looking to the depth of the forest spreading in front of you, under the night sky. You feel his hands sliding around your waist, and his boner pressed against your butt. James hugs you from behind and kisses your neck, your shoulder and your collar bone, creating heated waves of pleasure like the ripples of water originated from just a single drop.

“James…” you moan, almost in a whisper.

He bites your earlobe, making your eyes roll back once again. You feel his stubble pleasantly scratching your neck while he's leaving warm kisses all over your skin. You hold onto his forearms, completely wrapped around you, and when your digits reach the veins of his hands you turn around, not being able to resist anymore. James moans when he meets your mouth, welcoming your passionate kiss as hungry as he is. He gets chills at the back of his neck when you reach for his dark hair.

“I need more...” you gasp completely out of breath as you push him to the closest wall you find.

You receive James' aroused sight as he looks at your mouth like a champion, glad that he feels just the same as you did when he was eating your pussy. You take slow steps towards him without breaking the eye contact and you feel his desperation to kiss you, touch you again. Until you both do, until his lips connect with yours one more time.

“God, you make me crazy” he whispers between breaths, which makes you giggle.

The whimper he lets out after you start touching his cock over his pants feels like music to your ears, a better melody than any artist could ever create. You take off his belt and glance down to it for a second. His bulge was significantly visible under his trousers, so you unzip them to free him from it. You take a second to admire his length and wrap your hand delicately around it. James sighs out of desperation.

“Sweet Jesus, doll...” he says while you spit on his dick and start rubbing it around it.

His penis feels so warm on your hand, and you look at him to remember how the pleasure you are giving him is making him feel. James rests his head on the wall breathing in deeply as he keeps forgetting to do so. You focus on his jaw muscles flexing, creating that sharp line that could cut your lips when you kiss it. He looks so well it excites you, so you lick his length from the base to the head. He moans a bit louder when you stop your tongue on his frenulum, making him roll his eyes. Flicking it up and down, and then you move again to his head to roll your tongue around it. You take it in.

James keeps moaning, groaning and pulling on your hair to have a better view of your face. You like it, and it turns you on even more (if that was even possible). One of your hands reach for his balls, stroking them gently.

“Oh my fucking... God, damn”, James whimpers. “I’m not gonna be able to hold it any longer, Y/N”

You take his dick out of your mouth, jerking it with your hand, to catch your breath. You open your eyes to look at him, “then don’t”, you reply. “Cum for me, James”.

You open your lips to suck on his cock again, taking it deep into your throat. James groans, and right after you pull him out again to breathe, he curses repetitively. You open your mouth widely, getting ready for him to cum on it while you jerk his length fast. “Oh, god...” he moans, and at that he creams your tongue and lips when he finishes. You smile taking it all in, licking and cleaning all of his cock, still stroking it to help him get the last of it.

“Shit, doll...”, he whispers while he combs your hair with his hands. “That’s it, take it all...”, and he sees you swallow. “Good girl”.

James zips his pants. He cups your face and lifts your chin so that you stand up in front of him. He kisses you, getting a taste of his own cum. He turns you around and pushes you against the wall, making you whimper. You never thought that this was gonna happen at the wedding, nor that he was gonna be the subject of your desires, but you greet the fact that he is even if you don’t know if you’ll be able to experience this again with a man like him.

You feel his hand touching your body, memorizing every single curve of it. He massages your breast and his other hand travels downwards. James reaches your thigh and holds it firmly to make you hug his hip with it. That’s how he gets a better access to your cunt again. You feel him touch you over your panties, until he stops the kiss to look at you, surprised.

“You’re so damn wet...”, he whispers.

“That’s how you make me feel,” you reply, grinding onto his fingers, desperate to feel them touch your clit.

“Oh yeah?” he asks, moving your aside so that he can directly touch your slit. “Grind on me”, he orders.

You start moving your hips back and forth slowly, pushing back the rush of having the orgasm that was taken from you before. However, it is such a hard task especially while you feel James’ serious eyes watching as you move even with your eyes closed. You feel his presence without looking at him, not even aware of how hard he can be when his partner starts getting more sexually comfortable around him. He doesn’t wanna go too far tonight, not sure if you can take it or not yet.

“Go faster”, he demands. His hoarse voice after cumming, making you vibrate inside.

You grind on his fingers as fast as you can. Feeling your clit pounding harder second by second, and at the verge of an orgasm. Your pussy, dripping already, signals you to hold the rhythm... and you do. “James, I... I’m gonna cum”, you moan, tattooing his name on your throat.

“Cum for me, Y/N”, he says. “Show me how good that feels”.

You let yourself go. James covers your mouth with his other hand to stop your scream. The fact that you could have been caught again by someone else was making this feel even more exciting. He watches you hold your breath, and then gasping for it while you keep moaning deeply. Your legs start shaking, so James helps you keep your balance by holding one of your legs. You sinked your claws on his arms, and feel guilty about it now. He doesn’t, though. He likes it very much.

“You’re such a good girl...”, he says before pecking your lips.

You start laughing out of pleasure, feeling your cum wet your underwear even more. “That was... amazing.”

He smiles, putting a lock of your hair behind your ear. “We’ll do this again.” You nod to that excited, making James not being able to hold his authoritative temper and laugh at it.

He helps you stand up. You relocate your dress again as if nothing had happened under that starry night sky. You look at him and smile. James kisses you once again, more gentle this time, and his hands placed on your cheeks. “We should go back”, you say.

“Oh yeah? Should we?”, he looks up, joking. “No, I don’t think so, doll”, he continues, softly roaring.

You laugh at him, letting his arms lift you up around in the air while he hugs you. He smiles fondly at you, deciding that this isn’t gonna be the last night you would see each other again. That tonight, something awoke in both of you after you first met at the table. There was a glimpse of light inside James’ eyes, and a bit of dark inside yours. As if both of you balanced your scales with each other. He lets you down on the floor, and you hold his hand while you walk towards the compound entrance.

“We should dance” he offers, making you twirl in front of him while you walk next to each other.

“Oh...”, you look at him playfully, noticing you aren’t gonna escape from the other for the rest of the night. “Now you wanna dance?”.

“Hell yeah I do”.

You both step into the dance room, rocking your bodies in harmony while everyone looks at you, wondering whatever happened. A secret you are determined to keep sharing with this man in front of you forever.

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