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𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒀𝒐𝒖
pairing: soft dark!mafia bucky barnes x curvy!reader
concept: The sensation was like a flame being lit inside you, slowly warming and spreading through your body until you were burning with his desire.
word count: 1.5k
warnings: possessive Bucky, kidnapping, desire, lust, finger-ing, p -in- v, kisses, manipulation — soft d-ubcon to be safe, mature themes, small angst of body image, poetic fluff, curvy reader, nickname- (Dove, Princess)
a/n: A dusty old wip I had in the docs until Roo's and Navy's @the-slumberparty I Spy Challenge I spy the word bouquet of flowers, and I guess that's how Bucky fell in love with reader.
Read more to find out why.
the cute gif and moodboard/line divider made by me
lovely betas: @targaryenvampireslayer and @lunarbuck
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What the eyes cannot see, the heart feels
The sun turns to darkness.
It was like watching a fire burn out, the last embers of light flickering away until nothing was left but the smoky darkness of night. Rain began to fall as the winds picked up, blowing leaves and debris across the field. It was as if the sky had turned to ink, slowly filling the air with a blanket of blackness that smothered any remaining hope of daylight.
As the sky fills with darkness, so do you, a prisoner in this mansion.
The tears that run down your face.
Will they bloom into flowers or stay dried forever in his home?
Thunder roared in the distance, warning of impending danger. The intensity of the storm increased with each passing minute, and he shook as the winds carried the sound of thunder to you.
His gaze is intense, burning with a passion that can only be rivaled by the intensity of lightning in the night sky.
Your arms scramble to pull him off as the hand that is pinning your throat to the wall tightens. His heart races as he reaches out to touch your face, knowing that you are equally eager for his touch.
“Why am I here?” You whisper loudly for him to hear into his body.
As he rolls his sleeves, you can see the tattoos of wolves and your name on his arms. His eyes locked with yours as he made a gesture to the door; here was your chance to escape and never look back.
You dodge under his arm and make a run for the door, but he reacts more quickly than you expected. He is like a lion pouncing on its prey; he moves with a determination that you have never seen before. He grabs you before you can even pass him. You are thrown back into your position and slammed against the wall.
A calloused hand reaches up and grasps your throat, pining you to the wall. His grip tightens until you almost can't breathe.
"You're mine now," he growls, eyes flashing with an unsettling desire.
He moves closer.
He clenches his jaw and furrows his brow into a scowl. You know that there is no escape, and you can see the determination in his eyes - he will not let you go until he has finished what he started.
You feel overwhelmed by his sheer bulk, his lips brushing against your neck. With each breath, you feel a thrill of anticipation run through your body.
His craving was relentless, growing until it felt like an unstoppable force.
"I like beautiful things, Dove, so you are here." You feel his lips warming your skin.
You feel yourself melting into him, surrounded by the smell of cedar wood and leather.
He grabs your neck and forces you to sit down on the armchair with the thin nightgown, causing goosebumps to break out on your delicate skin. His rough hands then trail across your body, slowly removing your towel, exploring your curves, and sending a shiver of pleasure down your spine.
You were completely taken aback by the intensity of his gaze, unsure of what to do next.
Why you? Why are you here? Marking your body with desire?
There has never been a man who has looked at you with that kind of desire, and you are not even close to being a model of beauty.
You certainly had no hope of defeating someone as powerful and renowned as Bucky Barnes and knew that any slight you made against him would quickly be silenced. Trying to challenge Bucky Barnes was akin to trying to challenge a mountain— no matter how hard you push or how much you plan, it will remain unmoved and unyielding.
His expression softens as he sees your tears, and he moves closer, wrapping his arms around you in an embrace and holding you close. He knows his heart speaks a language that transcends words, and the message it conveys is clear.
The moment he saw you at the flower shop smelling the bouquet of flowers in your hand, he had your future planned together.
Bucky's hand instinctively reached up, exploring the sensation with a slow, gentle touch as his mind raced with possibilities. Adorning it with a diamond necklace would be the most elegant way to accentuate the beauty of your body.
He was captivated by your presence and knew right then that you were his. He watched you walk away, feeling like he had just been struck by lightning, and knew that he had to have you.
He has been devoted to you ever since, investing all of his energy in nourishing your relationship.
All you have to do is let go for him, and he will make you his queen.
In an effort to soothe you, he leans forward and kisses the tears that are running down your cheeks. His lips are gentle and warm against your skin. He embraces you with a loving squeeze, letting you know that you are safe in his arms and that nothing can harm you.
You feel him grip your jaw and press his lips against yours.
You realized that the pain was that of a gentle kiss, something you had longed for and never experienced before.
You feel a surge of electricity course through your veins as the kiss deepens. Despite wanting more of that kiss, the situation you are in should not be concealed from everyone you are close to. It's like an addicting drug, with an intense high that begs you to keep wanting more, but with the knowledge that you shouldn't be indulging in it in the first place.
Suddenly, his hands are everywhere, exploring your body with a hunger and determination that leaves you in awe.
After a single sharp pull, your nightgown is gone, exposing you to the cold night and the dazzling light of lightning.
Your dark cyan eyes awaken my body and my soul
Two fingers rest against your lips. Forcing his fingers into your mouth, he slowly slides them out of your mouth, leaving you in stunned silence, unsure of what to do with the experience.
You're trying to resist a temptation, with the desire building up until finally, the impulse is too strong to ignore.
He takes a moment to savor the moment before reality sets in; his hand slowly slides out from underneath your grown. Sliding his wet fingers on your pussy, he pins your hips against the wall. His touch is possessive and demanding, igniting a fire within you, and you can feel your arousal growing with each passing second.
Withdrawing his fingers, he spins you around and encircles the center of your waist with his hands. His lips crash down onto your spine, and you can feel his desire radiating through you, consuming you completely and leaving you breathless.
Immediately after a gentle kiss begins to trail across your exposed back, electricity shoots up your spine. It is nothing short of heavenly. You can't help but moan and arch into his touch, savoring the sensation. A man touching your body in this way has never made you feel seen before.
He growls as he marks you.
This realization snaps you into action, and you try to face him, but he stops you from turning, and he presses your hands against the wall, holds onto you, and grinds his hips against you.
"Don't fight me, Dove. I'm just trying to make you feel better. I'm going to show you how nice it can be with a man" You feel your body tense up as he whispers in your ear, his voice as sweet as honey yet as hard as steel.
There is a click as his belt unbuckles, then a zip as you wait for it. Your heart is pounding, your palms are sweating, and your mind is racing with what comes next.
“Relax. It will be easier on you." He gently slides into you and guides you to enjoy the experience. His fingers slide around your pussy, and he caresses it roughly. "Princess, you're going to moan my name. Then you will ask for more of me."
You gasp in pleasure, eyes closed, as the sensation washes over you in waves.
The sensation was like a flame being lit inside you, slowly warming and spreading through your body until you were burning with his desire.
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