#bfd!bucky barnes

[navybrat817]

What Goes Around

Pairing: BFD/DBF!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader Summary: Bucky is your friend's dad and your dad's friend and nothing more. Until he isn't. Word Count: Over 6.2k Warnings: Explicit sexual content, vaginal unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), semi-public sex, possessive behavior, dirty talk, light Daddy kink, age gap (reader is in early 20's and Bucky late 40's), arguing, light violence, swearing, conflicted reader (everything is consensual!), everyone is a mess, Bucky Barnes (he’s a warning, okay?). A/N: Woohoo! Stepped out of my comfort zone a bit on this and I'm so proud! Thank you to @sweeterthanthis , @dreamlessinparis , @buckyownsmylife, @targaryenvampireslayer , @christywantspizza , @sgt-seabass , @lookiamtrying for listening to me ramble about this. Beta read by the lovely @whisperlullaby (thank you as well), but any and all mistakes are my own. Banner and moodboard by yours truly. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated! ***Any soft!dark undertones are unintentional as everything is consensual.***

You met Bethany Barnes your freshman year of college. While some of the girls on your floor knew each other, you went off to university not knowing a soul and had to be assigned a roommate. Your nerves shot up when you walked into the shared room. Beth, as she preferred to be called, was intimidatingly beautiful. You hadn't met any supermodels, but she could've chosen that as her profession with her tall, slender build, long auburn hair, and sparkling blue eyes.

Your nervousness faded when she smiled and gave you a hug, after asking if it was okay.

"You're here!" she smiled more when she pulled away, looking over your shoulder at who you thought was your dad. "By the closet."

You weren't normally stunned silent by looking at a person, but that was what happened when you met James "Bucky" Barnes. With the beard and quiet confidence in which he carried himself, you would've mistaken him for a professor had it not been for the fact that he was in the dormitory. Call it instant attraction or lust, but you found yourself openly staring at the handsome man as he carried a box into the room. He gazed at you, too, or so you thought. Your mind may have been playing tricks on you.

"Dad, quit staring at my roommate. That's weird."

The needle on the record scratched. Her dad. You could see where she got her good looks. He was taller and broader, his hair dark brown instead of auburn, and eyes a deeper shade of blue. One of the hottest men to ever grace the earth, if anyone asked for your opinion.

It didn't matter how good looking he was. This was Beth's dad. It put him in the "look, but don't touch" column.

Your dad, Dave, appeared moments later and introduced himself. Bucky was kind enough to help him with the rest of your stuff and even offered to buy lunch. While he didn't look the least bit upset about leaving, it was clear your dad was having a tough time holding it together and even had tears in his eyes. You understood. It was the two of you for so long and now you were out the door.

Beth put a hand on his arm and gave him a small smile to ease his worries.

"Hey. Your daughter and I will look out for each other, okay? You have nothing to worry about. Plus, I think we're going to be good friends."

She was right.

To your surprise, you discovered that Beth only lived about an hour away from your hometown. Like you, Beth didn't know anyone, but she was friendly and welcoming. Definitely more outgoing than you would ever be. Her popularity grew quickly, but the two of you were there for each other like she promised. While you had lost your mother, hers took off when she was so young she couldn't even remember her face. Bucky did the best he could to raise her. Like your dad had done for you.

Maybe that was why they became such good friends, too.

The two of you traded off different weekends at each other's houses when you left campus and spent a few holidays together. You did a couple of summer trips with your dads doing their best not to be overbearing. Eventually Beth joined a sorority and moved into the chapter's house, so you no longer lived together. Bucky suggested that your dad move closer to his place when he decided to sell the house, that way everyone could still spend time together.

"You wouldn't mind, would you?" your dad asked at the time.

You didn't at the time. It still gave everyone a chance to hang out and your dad seemed to need it more than you. He admired Bucky for being self-made, having a nice house, and a good job. It was as if the man's confidence rubbed off on him. He began to dress better and get in shape. He mentioned possibly dating again, which you encouraged. Your dad deserved to be happy.

You couldn't have predicted it would all go to hell after graduation.

You nursed your wine as you sat at the bar, staring into the abyss of the liquid as you swirled it around. Maybe if you looked long enough, you'd forget about tonight. It should have been an evening of celebration for you. Nothing major, but it was something that meant the world to you.

"I think you need something stronger."

You stayed silent when you turned to your right, slightly surprised when you saw none other than Bucky take a seat beside you. The citrus scent of his cologne filled your nostrils when he moved his stool close enough that your knees touched. Up close, even with the dim bar lightning, you could see the gray hairs in his trimmed beard and perfectly coiffed brown hair. Of all the people you expected to see, he certainly wasn't one of them.

"What are you doing here?" you asked.

"I thought you could use a friend."

"Are we friends?" You asked softly.

Hurt flashed in his eyes, which filled you with guilt. "I thought we were."

You weren't sure if you would label Bucky as a friend, but you cared for the man. He had been good to you over the years, staying up with you and watching movies when you couldn't sleep or listening to you ramble on about your papers, internship, resume, while Beth pampered herself. He gave advice when you asked and listened when you only wanted to talk.

You didn't need to be rude to him.

"We are," you wanted to assure him and you felt a bit better when his shoulders relaxed. "How did you even know where to find me?"

"You rushed off before dinner started and you mentioned that you liked this place," he replied, like it was obvious. "We were supposed to be celebrating. We didn't get all dressed up for nothing," he teased, gesturing to himself and drawing your attention to his large body as you smiled a little.

Over the last few years, you got used to seeing different looks from him. Jeans and shirts tight enough to see the muscles underneath, sweatpants that hung low enough to let the imagination wander, swim trunks when you went on vacation, and even the occasional suit. He opted for a dark blue suit tonight that matched his eyes, but skipped the tie. It wasn't a look many could pull off and he did it with ease.

You blinked and shook your head, trying not to pay attention to how good he looked. Just because you were upset didn't mean you had a right to check him out. It was wrong to be attracted to him and you refused to acknowledge it. Mainly because he was one of your dad's best friends and one of your best friend's dads.

No, she's not my best friend. Not anymore.

“We even kind of match,” he smiled to himself.

You glanced down at your short, sleeveless dress. It wasn’t revealing or flashy, but you felt beautiful in it. The shade of blue was close to his suit. Part of you felt silly for dressing up for a simple dinner.

"I guess we do," you said softly, looking at your glass again.

“Surprised the boys aren’t lining up for a chance with you,” he said.

You snorted, thankful you didn’t take a sip of your wine. You would’ve spit it out. “The boys have never lined up for me, but it’s okay. I’m used to it.”

Boys usually talked to you to get closer to Beth.

“Their loss,” Bucky said sincerely as he held up a couple of fingers for the bartender.

“And we have nothing to celebrate,” you said, not wanting to dwell on your sad dating history.

"Bullshit," he said, ordering two shots of whiskey and setting some money on the counter once the bartender came over. "You got a job at Stark Industries. I'm proud of you."

Your cheeks heated at the praise. "Thank you," you said, sparing him a glance when he passed you a glass. "I already have a drink.”

“And I said it isn’t strong enough,” he hesitated as he picked up his own. “Beth said you weren’t much of a drinker. Not even on your 21st birthday. You were a good girl, weren’t you?”

You were conflicted as you listened. Did Bucky mean for that to be an innuendo? You chose to focus on Beth instead, and how angry you felt. How many nights did you hold her hair back while she puked?

“You're right. We should celebrate."

Bucky gave you a worried look as you picked up your drink.

Your cheeks ached from your wide smile. "To my dad and your daughter fucking each other. Cheers!"

You might as well address the elephant in the room since he wouldn't.

He frowned when you downed the shot, the burn spreading from the back of your throat to your chest. You half expected him to see a clench in his jaw or an embarrassed blush in his cheeks, but he merely threw his drink back and slammed the glass down when he finished. "You sure you don't want to do another toast? I don't think the entire bar heard you."

"Oh, I wouldn't want to make a scene. I did that already, remember?"

You hadn't seen Beth in months since you graduated. Neither of you landed dream jobs right away, but you did find temporary work to help cover the rent for your new place. You wanted to be independent and your dad supported you. But your friend hadn’t even seen your place.

Any time you reached out to meet up, she made an excuse why she couldn't join you or bailed at the last minute if she agreed. At first, you didn't take any offense. You figured she met a guy. She got like that sometimes over boys, but she had never gone that long without hanging out with you.

Maybe she had outgrown you after college.

Your dad sensed that you missed Beth and assured you that you'd see her soon. He planned a special dinner to celebrate you getting a job at Stark Industries. Beth promised she wouldn't miss it. You thought it was strange how easily she accepted your dad's invitation, but you discovered quickly that she wasn't there for you in the first place.

"Sweetie," your dad began as he slipped an arm around Beth's waist. "We have something we want to talk to you about. Beth and I are, well, we're seeing each other. Now I know that may be difficult to hear, especially since I haven't seen anyone serious since your mother, but…"

Your dad used to describe you as amicable and well-behaved when someone asked him about his daughter. No matter what life threw your way, you did your best to be friendly and stay out of trouble. It could have been before your mother was always kind and you did your best to follow in her footsteps. It often meant putting the needs of others before your own, but it never bothered you.

Until tonight.

Until you saw the ring on Beth's finger.

Beth, the girl who flashed boys from her sorority house window and blew off studying. The same girl who cried with you on the anniversary of your mom's death. She was going to marry your dad.

A slow moving storm began to swirl in your mind. You managed to hear your dad say that they began seeing each other the night of graduation and promised it wasn't sooner. It explained why Beth had blown you off all that time. They were trying to figure out how to tell you, but all they did was lie.

Outrage was a foreign feeling to you and you didn't know how to channel it. Were you supposed to scream? Cry? All you knew was that it clawed at your insides until it broke free.

Whatever you yelled was enough to make your dad step back in shock and Beth grab your arm to drag you outside. The porch light illuminated her enough to see the anger etched on her face. You didn't even recognize her.

"What the fuck? You've been fucking my dad?!" you yelled, snatching your arm back from her.

"Yeah, I'm fucking your dad!" she yelled back.

"How did this even happen?!" you demanded to know, immediately regretting asking a second later.

"After your graduation dinner, we were drinking and I said I always thought he was hot and-"

"God, stop!" you shrieked, covering your ears until her mouth stopped moving. "So, you two have been sneaking around behind my back and lying to me for months?!"

"We had to because we knew you'd lose your shit! I knew you wouldn’t be mature about this!"

You trembled as you took a step back. You weren't used to yelling or being yelled at. There were times that you and Beth bickered, but it was nothing like this.

And, of course, you'd lose your shit. What did she honestly expect? Was she the real reason your dad began to take better care of himself over the years?

"Why?" You asked almost timidly, a contrast to how you shouted moments ago. "I don't want to sound cliché, but you can have anyone you want. Why him?"

"Because I want him," she said unapologetically.

Beth, in the time you knew her, was never afraid to go after what or who she wanted. She also went all in with guys. She didn't believe in doing it half-ass. But your dad was far from her type, the opposite of the fuckboys she typically dated.

"My dad isn't one of those stupid boys who does lines of coke off your ass. He's a good man."

"I know he's a good man. That's why I'm marrying him," she snapped, holding up her hand for you to see the ring again. It was beautiful. If you had to guess, it was also expensive. "We just want your support."

You wondered what it would be like at times to have a stepmom. Whenever you envisioned it, your best friend never came to mind. Your dad had to be going through a midlife crisis. God, what would your mom say if she was alive? What did Bucky have to say?

"You're half his age!" you argued, the anger starting to surface again as you stepped forward and smacked her hand away. "What do you two possibly have in common?"

"A lot, actually," she said, clutching her hand against her chest. "You never had a problem with your dad and I hanging out in all the years we've been friends. And you wouldn't give a shit about his age if this was any other guy."

"But this isn't just any guy! This is my dad!" you argued, pleading with her to understand as your vision blurred. Didn’t she realize how awkward it was? What if they ended things? "And you're my best friend."

Beth bit her lip at the sight of your tears. "Your dad and I care about each other, okay? We deserve to be happy. And I care about you, too, but I'm not letting him go. I refuse to be like you."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" you demanded when you watched the sympathy leave her eyes.

When backed into a corner, Beth lashed out like an animal. Anyone who got too close got hurt. Unlucky for you, you knew you were about to be on the receiving end of her wrath.

"You spent all four years of college studying and being nice instead of living. You only had fun when I made it happen. You hardly dated. You're lucky you even got laid at all," she said, digging into your insecurities. It was tough for guys to look at you when Beth stood beside you. It made you wonder how long she felt this way about you. "Deep down, you’re just a fucking coward. Unlike you, I have the balls to go after what I want, so that's what I did. You should find a pair and do the same."

Your hand connected with Beth's cheek before you could stop yourself. Like a scene out of a movie, your dad opened the door in time for him to witness the slap. But it wasn't his hand that gripped your shoulder to pull you away.

It was Bucky’s.

Your hand stung as Beth dissolved into tears in your dad's arms. He looked disappointed in you and said as much as you tried to say something. You waited for Bucky to snap at you for hitting his daughter, but he stayed eerily silent as he looked at your hand.

Did he hate you now?

"I'm sorry," you whispered, pulling away before he could say a word.

You ducked inside long enough to grab your purse and take off before any of them could stop you. It was a coward's way out. Maybe Beth was right about you, after all.

"You didn't cause a scene," Bucky said, ordering you both another drink. "That being said, I didn't hear most of the argument, but I did see you hit Beth."

You winced a little and rubbed your palm against your thigh. It was the first time you ever hit someone. "I'm sorry for slapping her."

"Don't be. She deserved it," he said under his breath.

You didn't expect him to say that.

"Your dad is worried, you know," he said, surprising you again. "Said you aren't answering his calls."

"No, I'm not. I don't know what to say to him," you admitted, finally taking out your phone to glance at it. You had missed calls and texts from your dad and Beth, but you refused to listen to the voicemails or look at the messages. "I don't get it."

"What do you not get?" He asked curiously when you finally took your drink.

"Them," you said, allowing the alcohol to burn your throat again. "I don't get them together. Beth isn't. Well, she's not…"

"Your mother?" he guessed.

You looked in your lap with a sigh.

"No, she isn't, but maybe that isn't a bad thing. She won't try to be your mom. Just a partner to your dad," he said. Was your dad someone who could ground her? Was she someone who could make him feel younger? "They're consenting adults. And your dad is lonely. Has been for years."

It sounded like he was trying to placate you, but something in his voice kept you from calling him out. You knew your dad was lonely. Beth said something similar about Bucky.

"I think Beth is bringing him out of his shell," Bucky gently added.

“I wouldn’t know. I’ve hardly seen them in months,” you mumbled.

“They should’ve made time for you,” he said, putting his hand over yours. You didn’t dwell on how nice his touch felt since he pulled away just as quickly. “I should have, too. I’ve missed seeing you around the place.”

It wasn’t his job to make time for you.

“You’ve missed me?” you questioned, warmth spreading in your face as he smiled. It was nice to hear that. “I’ve missed you, too.”

“Though I have a feeling you won't want to stop by as much now to see me.”

"If I don't, it has nothing to do with you," you said.

"Sure," he smiled a little.

You examined him with a critical eye, trying to decipher what was going on in his head. Wouldn't it be awkward for him, too? Where was his anger at the situation? Was he hiding it?

"Why are you not upset? She's your daughter."

He gave you a wistful smile and had his drink. A drop of liquid stayed on his lip and you were tempted to wipe it away. Or lick it away. You couldn't act on those urges, especially after the way you went off on Beth. It would be hypocritical.

"Just because I’m not letting it show doesn’t mean I’m not upset. Truth is, I can’t control what Beth does. She stopped listening to me a long time ago. And if I tried to force her to let Dave go, it would make her want him more," he explained, his jaw twitching. "I had a few choice words for him since he kept it from you."

"Wait," you swung in your chair and almost landed in his lap. His hands gripped your arms to steady you, but he didn't let go. "Because he kept it from me? Not you?"

Bucky gave you a single nod, making your heart crack.

"So you knew?" you asked, sadness bubbling up this time instead of anger.

"I did. I’m sorry."

Why would they tell Bucky and not you? Did they expect him to be more mature? Was he the lesser of the two evils or worse?

“How long have you known?” you asked, moving off the stool with his help. “Why didn’t you say anything to me?”

“I’ve only known about their relationship for a couple of weeks,” he answered, trying to stop you when you put your phone in your bag. No wonder he wasn’t as upset. He had time to process the news. “Look, it wasn’t my place. You had enough on your mind with job interviews and I was-”

“You were what? Trying to protect me?”

“In a way, yeah,” he said, making you take a step back when he stood up. “I know how my daughter can be, but I didn’t expect them to pick your celebration dinner to tell you.”

“Tonight wasn’t about me,” you said with a bitter laugh. “It was never meant to be about me.”

Age gap and weirdness aside, you didn't want to say out loud that you felt pushed out. Your dad and Beth would be wrapped up in each other from now on. They already were. How would Beth be able to talk to you about romantic issues when those very issues involved your dad? Would your father make time for you? What if they decided to have a kid?

Were you wrong for thinking of yourself instead of being happy for them?

“Come here,” he whispered, embracing you in a comforting hug.

You were close to bursting into tears, shutting your eyes to keep them at bay. What were you supposed to do with the emotions you were feeling? And why did it feel so good to be in his arms?

“I don’t want to be mad at him,” you whispered.

“You won’t be mad at him forever. He’s your father,” he said, leaning in close so his lips brushed your ear. “But he isn’t your daddy, is he?”

Your eyes slowly opened at his words.

“You want me to be your daddy?”

You nearly stumbled back, your eyes wide as you looked at him. There was no playfulness in his gaze. Nothing to give away that it was a joke. You heard him wrong or imagined that because there was no way he would ask you that. Maybe those couple of shots got to you quicker than you thought.

“What did you say?” you asked.

“You heard what I said,” he said evenly.

You laughed as you backed away more. It had to be a joke and you weren’t in the mood for games. So why wasn’t he laughing with you?

“Whatever that was, I-I can’t process this right now. I need air. I need to go home.”

“You’ve been drinking,” Bucky pointed out as you began to walk to the side door. “I can take you. Let me take care of you.

“You’ve been drinking, too,” you said over your shoulder. “I’ll call a cab.”

“Wait!”

You pushed the door open and welcomed the cool air as you walked down the alley. It didn’t bother you since the alcohol warmed you a bit. It was dark, except for the glow of the neon lights. The perfect cover to hide your oncoming tears.

You turned around when you heard footsteps behind you, but didn’t speak when you saw Bucky a few feet away. What would you say to him? It was difficult to think with him watching you, the air thick with tension. The longer his gaze lingered on you, the harder it was to breathe. If he noticed your hand shaking when you wiped at your eyes, he didn't point it out.

Such a gentleman.

"You're not going home until you talk to me," he said, taking another step toward you.

"You can't keep me out here all night. There. I spoke to you."

"That isn't what I meant and you know it. You're pissed about everything, I get it, but don't act like I'm the bad guy here."

"You're not the good guy either," you snapped, pointing back at the bar. “What the hell was that in there? Asking to be my daddy?”

“You know how relieved Dave was that I didn’t beat the shit out of him over Beth? Or that I didn’t push him away as a friend? You know why I didn’t?” he asked, avoiding your question. “Because I’d be a fucking hypocrite.”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“I’ve wanted you since I walked into your dorm room your freshman year.”

The air rushed out of your lungs. A man who is practically sex on legs wanted you. Someone off limits and you could never have.

“Beth never wanted a stepmom and the women I dated didn’t want a bratty daughter. I almost gave up on dating and then I saw you. You were right in front of me and I couldn’t have you because you were half my age and living with my daughter,” he explained.

You thought back over the years, searching for signs in the memories that he wanted you. The late, quiet nights together. His interests in your studies. How he used to joke with your dad that the reason you didn’t date much was because the boys weren’t good enough for you.

“Been almost five years and I can’t stop thinking about you. I’ve tried to be good. What’s stopping us now?”

“I. That’s not. We.” Why couldn’t you form a coherent sentence? “You’re a good man and a good looking man, but you’re Beth’s dad.”

Bucky’s bitter laugh chilled you more than the cool air.

“So, you’re going to pretend that you don’t want me? That you haven’t wanted me all these years and I’ve just imagined the looks and want between us?” he demanded, every bit the confident man you grew used to seeing. “Say you don’t want me and we’ll forget this whole thing.”

You couldn’t say that.

“Say I do want you,” you said carefully. “We just can’t.”

You backed up when he strode forward and wrapped his hand around your wrist. The touch was gentler than you expected as he turned and backed you against the wall, your bag unceremoniously falling to the ground. You were forced to look at him when he gripped your chin, pressing his body closer to yours. His eyes flickered between your gaze and trembling mouth and you wondered if he heard how fast your heart pounded.

Were his eyes always such a dark shade of blue or did you ignore the lust hidden beneath the surface?

"Why can’t we, hmm?" he asked, firmly keeping your head in place when you tried to avert your gaze. "Is it because you’re scared? You don’t have to be.”

You were scared as hell. Bucky is a man. Experienced.

"Aren't you tired of being good? I know I am."

You thought back to Beth’s previous words. How she had the balls to go after what she wanted and you needed to do the same. What better time to start than now?

You pressed your lips against his and it didn’t take him long for his tongue to slip in, tasting the whiskey as he devoured you. He moaned when your hands moved down his torso, allowing you to divulge in the thing you both denied yourselves. Some twisted part of you mourned what you could’ve had for months had you simply stopped being a good girl.

Were you truly good to begin with?

The line of his hard cock pressed against you as he rocked his hips and kissed down your neck. “This isn’t how I pictured it, but I can’t fucking wait.”

“How did you picture it?” you whimpered, rolling your hips back against his.

“I’d rather show you later,” he whispered, lightly biting down. It wasn’t hard enough to break the skin, but enough that pain and pleasure lingered. “You have no idea what I’m going to do to you.”

He moved away enough to push your dress up around your hips, shocking you when he tore your panties off. Tucking the ruined fabric into his pants pocket, he slipped his hand back between your thighs. His fingers were cool against your slick folds and you shamelessly writhed, needing everything he was willing to give you.

“Did you touch yourself at night wishing I’d show up and fuck your pretty pussy until you cried for me? Hmm?” He said, kissing you again as you whined. The light scratch of his beard made you shiver as he nipped your bottom lip. “Tell me you want my cock.”

Your head spun at his demand. You weren’t a virgin, but the guys you had been with before weren’t big on dirty talk. Unless they talked about how amazing their cocks were.

They weren’t.

“I want your cock,” you whined against his lips, desperate for him.

You wanted him to fill you up until you were sore, aching, and forgot why you were so upset in the first place.

“I’ll give it to you,” he promised.

Your fingers twisted in his shirt when he slid his fingers into your wet slit. You couldn’t recall a time in your life you felt this hot and slick. And feeling one finger push inside, you were sure this was nothing more than an erotic, dirty dream.

“Fuck, you’re tight. And you’re gonna let me fuck you against this wall, aren’t you?” he asked as you nodded. “Dirty girl. My dirty girl now.”

His finger twisted as he added another and you nearly smacked your head against the wall, but his other hand came up to soften the blow. “Bucky,” you gasped.

“I don’t know if you really want my cock,” he teased, moving his long fingers deep. “Might need to hear it one more time.”

As if you weren’t practically riding the thick digits at this point and moaning in the dark alleyway, he really needed to hear you say it again? The squelching sound of your pussy wasn’t loud enough? But your body liked his teasing. Loved his demands.

“Please, I need your cock. Please, Bucky. Please.” you begged, almost sobbing when he took his fingers out.

“But you said we can't do this. Isn't that what you said?” he asked.

When you opened your mouth to answer, he pushed his wet fingers inside.

“Taste yourself and try to say you don't want me. I dare you,” he whispered, wiping some of the bittersweet juices on your tongue. His fingers slipped free as you gaped at him, watching as he licked the remainder with a groan. “Even sweeter than I imagined.”

The sound of him unbuckling his belt snapped you out of your stupor. “Bucky, I’m-”

“On the pill and clean. I know,” he cut you off as he took his cock out and stroked himself. “I need to fill you up, pretty girl. Need to make you mine, the way I should’ve a long time ago.”

You struggled to keep yourself upright as he guided himself between your legs, holding your hip steady when he pushed the head in. You weren’t nearly stretched enough to take him, but your greedy pussy didn’t care as he slipped in inch by inch. You moaned as he kept pushing until he was fully sheathed inside you. You had never felt so full and likely never would again.

“Fuck,” he groaned, pressing his forehead against yours as your walls pulsed around him.

In the dark place in the back of your mind you kept locked away, you wondered how he looked and sounded when he was pleased. If he gasped when he came or if his eyes rolled back. You were going to find out though, weren’t you?

You cried out when he thrust, one hand moving up to grip his hair. The quick, hard motions felt as desperate as you did inside. You didn’t care if it was fast or dirty. You were tired of being clean. This wasn’t tender or making love. It wasn’t soft touches and kisses to your breasts or slowly building you up.

It was Bucky Barnes fucking you against an alley wall.

“Fuck, are you always this wet or is it just for me?” he asked in awe, pulling one of your legs around his hip to shove his cock in deeper. “Do I have to chase anyone else off?”

You didn’t hear the words as you cried out. It felt so good to be taken like this. The rage, hurt, confusion, all of it molded into ecstasy. You never wanted it to end.

A light smack to your thigh pulled you back to the present.

“Tell. Me. You’re. Mine.” The gravel in his voice grew with each punctuated thrust.

“I’m yours,” you moaned, helpless to the onslaught and uncaring of the implication in the moment.

Your response encouraged him to move faster, kissing you deeply with a groan. His thrusts became almost punishing, like he had to feel you let go so he could come. It wouldn’t take much more with your orgasm building the way it was. You’d be surprised if his cock wasn’t coated in your wetness once you came.

“I-I’m gonna…” you trailed off.

“I know, pretty girl,” he grunted, gripping your chin again. “Be good and come for Daddy.”

Your body seized up before you exploded with pleasure. You struggled to hold yourself up as you trembled with bliss, your vision going white from the intensity. It was so much at once and you thought you might sob from how good it felt.

“Good girl. My good fucking girl,” he encouraged as he fucked you through it, the obscene sounds drowning out your whimpers. He tipped over the edge after a few more thrusts, coating your wet walls. “Fuck, take it.”

He managed to hold you up as he finished, panting as his head fell back. Your grip on his jacket loosened as the reality of the situation sank in, like a bucket of cold water being washed over you. Why did pleasure have to be short lived?

You fucked Bucky. You let Bucky fuck you. How could you cross that line? Just because Beth and your dad had done so, why did you think you could?

God, what were you going to tell them? That you were the biggest hypocrite alive? That you were no better than they were?

What goes around, comes around.

“Hey,” he whispered when he lifted his head, both of you still breathing heavily. “It’s okay. I’ve got you.”

“It’s not okay,” you whispered as he pulled out of you, your mixed release dripping down your thighs. You covered your face as he fixed your dress and himself. “Oh, my god.”

You flinched and dropped your hands when he pulled you away from the wall. His expression was unreadable as he shrugged his jacket off and slipped it over your shoulders. “It’s okay,” he said again.

“W-We can’t do that again,” you whispered as he bent down to retrieve your bag.

"Why not?" he asked, picking up some of the contents that fell out before he stood up.

"Because we can't," you said with no strength behind your words.

“We’re doing this again. You can’t avoid me or this,” he said, pointing between the two of you.

“Your daughter is marrying my dad. This whole thing is fucked up and-”

“And I said I'm tired of being good. I’m fucking tired of denying myself the chance to be happy,” he said firmly as he got in your face. “So are you. I know it."

You pulled the jacket tighter around you, not backing away as he stared at you. Did you shake from the sudden cold, your orgasm, or from the thought that he wasn’t about to let you go?

His gaze softened before he kissed your forehead. “Let’s get a cab and I’ll take you home. We can talk about it once you’ve rested.”

You let him take your hand, your feet moving on their own accord to follow him to the end of the alley. “I can get home on my own.”

You needed to be alone so you could figure out what to do about everything.

“You said you’re mine, didn’t you?” he said, smiling when you stopped. “And what kind of Daddy would I be if I didn’t take care of you?”

Would love to explore more of this new pairing. 😏 Love and thanks for reading! 💙

Masterlist ⚓ Bucky Barnes Masterlist ⚓ Ko-Fi

#navybrat writes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x y/n #dbf!bucky barnes x reader #bfd!bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes #dbf!bucky barnes #bfd!bucky barnes #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes au #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan x female reader #sebastian stan x you

[bucksangel]

ok but. who wants to hear my thoughts about softdark!boyfriendsdad!bucky ??

#pls i wanna yell abt it so bad #bucky barnes #bucky barnes imagine #softdark!bucky #boyfriendsdad!bucky #bfd!bucky barnes #𓆩♡𓆪 angel's thoughts 𓆩♡𓆪

[gutsby]

Joel Miller

Waiting Game (dbf!Joel)

Joel has mastered the art of self-control in all areas except one: not fucking his friend’s daughter. A cross-country road trip home from college takes a hard turn when he’s forced to share a motel room with you.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

One shots for the Waiting Game ‘verse

Homemade: While your dad’s watching a movie downstairs, you and his best friend decide to make one of your own.

Diehard: Joel tries Viagra for the very first time.

Ruined!: Joel is an old man who struggles to cum sometimes. You’ve got time to kill and a tight hole to fill.

Cabin Fever (Dark!Joel x Dark!Reader) [DEAD DOVE]

Joel saves your life, but help comes at a price.

Confines: Joel locks you up in a subterranean bunker.

Finders Keepers (bfd!Joel)

Something about the sun in Cabo San Lucas and your best friend’s father’s sweaty body makes you a horny mess. When you find an old shirt of his lying around, you can’t resist. When Mr. Miller finds you humping a pillow and moaning his name, neither can he.

Cry, Baby

Joel fucks you to the point of tears. That’s all.

Just Peachy [anal]

Joel’s got a jealous streak and a bold idea.

Bucky Barnes

Wedded Bliss (Mob!Bucky)

The marriage was arranged, and the sex is deranged. Bucky is so obsessed with your pussy that he almost forgets he’s meant to be faking this whole thing—and hating it, like sworn enemies are supposed to do.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Daryl Dixon

Dead Ringer

Weeks of separation and sexual frustration come to a head when Daryl pays you a visit in the middle of the night. Whether it's the product of your own sex-deprived subconscious or reality, you can't be sure—and couldn't care less. Daryl wants to fulfill the fantasy any way he can.

Easy Street

You steal a cop car and almost run Daryl over en route to the Sanctuary. You can’t decide if you want to fight him, fuck him, or bring him back to Negan. Lucky for you, Daryl is game for all three.

Nighthawk

You decide to bring Spencer to the neighborhood Halloween bash to take your mind off your breakup with Daryl. Your ex isn't so easily convinced of your intentions and decides there's no better place than his motorcycle to show you just how much he misses you.

Cherry Pie

You know virtually nothing about sex, and Daryl’s done it all. Together, you take on an impromptu anatomy lesson, and you learn that Daryl has a lot more to teach you than what’s covered in the textbooks.

Walker Bait

An unforeseen foray into a sex shop leaves you and Daryl trapped between a plastic cock and a hard place as a herd of walkers closes in. Angry sex ensues.

Grow a Uterus and We’ll Talk

Daryl has a bad case of baby fever, to put it lightly. You’re practically terrified of children. Rick lends you his kid for the night, and together, you come to learn that parenthood might not be the worst thing in the world. Even easier than baking muffins, one might say.

Honey Trap

You’ve been tasked with two simple jobs: infiltrate Alexandria’s community and bring intel back to your boss by any means necessary. When your entry point into the group takes the form of a familiar blue-eyed archer, you expect this to be your easiest gig yet—that is, until your prey decides to hunt you back.

Pregnant Pause

Babymaking is a bit trickier than anticipated, and months have passed with no sign of pregnancy. When your period finally doesn’t show up on time, you and Daryl act fast and head straight for the pharmacy—and get a little caught up along the way.

Mr. Dixon

Your efforts to seduce the DILF next door have all failed spectacularly, so you decide a wet hot car wash in front of his house is in order. Mr. Dixon is less than impressed with your antics and plans to teach you a lesson in good manners and ‘neighborliness.’

I’m a Good Girl, Officer!

Apparently flashing your tits to truckers on the freeway is frowned upon in small towns like yours. When three familiar King County cops take charge of the case, you learn they punish bad girls a little differently.

Playing Dangerous

Working undercover in a seedy part of town, homicide detective Daryl sees you in your skimpy club attire and mistakes you for a hooker. A wrongful arrest makes for a funny way to foreplay, but you’re still game.

Fake It Til You Make It (Or Drown)

Daryl finds out you faked an orgasm. Instead of getting mad, he decides to get even.

Best Served Cold

Since your fiancé can’t seem to keep his hands off of Lori, you decide Daryl is the perfect way to make him pay. Revenge sex has never felt so good.

Coming Soon:

Bite the Bullet

Back at the prison, new recruits have been showering you with gifts. One of these presents doesn’t sit quite right with Daryl, and he decides it’s time to let the men know just how he feels—and who you belong to.

Atlantic City

A very drunk Daryl meets a stripper in Jersey and wastes no time putting a ring on her finger. With the late, great Elvis Presley presiding, the two get hitched in a slipshod ceremony a couple weeks before the world descends into chaos. This marriage may be short-lived, but damn if the honeymoon won’t be one to remember.

Requests are open!

[draguta]

.bucky barnes ~ fic recs.

keep reading for my bucky barnes fic recs

💚 indicates smut | 18+ | minors dni |

.one-shots.

fuck you (derogatory) 💚 @bucksfucks

a ruined mission turns to you & bucky fucking it out. | bucky x fem!reader |

unfortunately yours 💚 @weepingvoidpenguin

when you and bucky successfully infiltrate a hydra auction, you're told to stay another day due to max capacity on the jet. but how are you going to survive a night alone with this insufferable super soldier? especially considering the miniscule size of the room and the obvious dilemma presented; who gets the bed? | bucky x fem!reader |

a little help 💚 @captainsimagines

bucky's been having difficulties in a certain...department. he's at a loss, completely ready to give up until he start theorizing. if you have the ability to heal people, maybe you can help him out. maybe you'll be able to fix him. | bucky x fem!reader |

fingers @buckycuddlebuddy

you couldn't take your eyes off his hands. | tattooartist!bucky x fem!reader |

a clandestine affair 💚 @bonky-n-steeb

bucky can't hold himself back when you look that gorgeous at tony's housewarming party. | bucky x fem!reader |

summer sins 💚 @wintersldr1

ever since you returned from your first year of college, you can't keep your eyes of your dad's best friend, bucky. at a family pool party, you finally give in. | dbf!bucky x fem!reader |

in corpore sano 💚 @straywords

your new personal trainer has a very...hands on approach. | personaltrainer!bucky x plussizefem!reader |

what goes around 💚 @navybrat817

bucky is your friend's dad and your dad's friend and nothing more. until he isn't. | bfd/dbf!bucky x fem!reader |

heavy tipper 💚 @metalbuckaroo

camgirl sites were nothing new to bucky, but a familiar face has him tipping heavily and requesting a private chat. | dbf!bucky x fem!reader |

recipe for disaster 💚 @seventven

your dad's best friend bucky knows you have a crush on him. your parents invite him to join your family for the annual winter vacation. | dbf!bucky x fem!reader |

riding lessons 💚 @nastybuckybarnes

you've just passed your knowledge test and you need someone to teach you how to ride. who better than your dad's best friend? | dbf!bucky x fem!reader |

.series.

these ties that bind us @sweetascanbee

when you’re sixteen years old, you get a soul mark with the letters ‘jbb’ emblazoned on your left wrist. the only problem is, soulmates pairings have basically gone extinct, and the man you’ve been paired with has been dead for seven decades. | bucky x fem!reader | complete |

a taste for older men 💚 @seventven

| P1 | P2 | P3 | P4 | P5 | P6 | P7 | P8 |

y/n is moving back in with her parents after breaking up with her college boyfriend. due to an emergency at work, y/n's dad is unable to pick her up and sends his friend bucky in his stead. to bucky's surprise, y/n is no longer the innocent girl he remembers from years back. | dbf!bucky x fem!reader | complete |

delicate edges @wkemeup

your family’s beloved flower shop was not the only thing you inherited when your parents passed. trapped under a mountain of debt to the hydra club, you bear the cost of your father’s desperate bargain. it’s only in moments when the charming bucky barnes walks into your shop that you can forget the cruelty of the biker clubs of this town. but a war is brewing. the border is crumbling. you’re trapped in the middle. and bucky will stop at nothing to keep you safe. | biker!bucky x fem!reader | complete |

astrophile @all1e23

orion rebecca barnes’s favorite thing in the whole world (besides her daddy of course) is spending hours after school in the bookstore by her house and the owner gives her any book she wants; she’s the coolest girl orion has ever met. it doesn’t take long for bucky to notice his daughter’s sudden interest in constellations and the large stack of astrology related books piling up in her room. he’s spent her entire life trying to teach her about the stars and where her name came from with little interest from his little comet and all of a sudden she’s in love. all thanks to the girl who owns the bookstore? | firefighter!bucky x fem!reader | complete |

the two of us @bucky-bucket-barnes

you and bucky go to investigate the phenomenon happening in westview, new jersey. while attempting to understand the issue, you yourselves are sucked into wanda’s world of pretend. now, you believe yourselves to be the happily married mr. and mrs. Barnes; in real life, you are most definitely not a happy pair. it is up to you and bucky to piece together what’s happening while dealing with one another inside the hex. | bucky x fem!reader | complete |

something more 💚 @tellmealovestory

after a bad breakup you ask your best friend to take your virginity. it’s just friends with benefits. what could possibly go wrong? | bucky x fem!reader | complete |

nostalgia for the new @real-jane

bucky meets you because of your exquisite taste in music, and he finds in you a solace he didn’t realize was possible. you create for bucky something he’s never found before: nostalgia for a time that hasn’t happened yet, and hope for a future where he might be loved. | bucky x fem!reader | complete |

for the love of the game 💚 @pellucid-constellations

bucky barnes was a menace. nyu’s top baseball player, he was used to girls falling at his feet and could smooth talk his way out of just about anything. you hated him. he couldn’t figure out why. so when the novelty of weekend parties and quick hookups finally wore off—and his feelings for you began to grow—he made it his mission to fix it. | collegeathlete!bucky x fem!reader | complete |

appointments 💚 @buckycuddlebuddy

bucky barnes, finally able to live freely in the 21st century, accidentally gets a fuck buddy and starts to redisover himself. the only weird thing about this situation is that you have to make an appointment to get railed by him. | tfatws!bucky x fem!reader | complete |

call me when you want 💚 @bonky-n-steeb

when you call a sex hotline with a need to be dominated you don’t expect to meet (or hear) someone as wonderful as james. but your life becomes a complicated mess as you already love your coworker, bucky barnes. however, you are unaware that they are actually the same person. | bucky x fem!reader | complete |

it started with a smile 💚 @writing-for-marvel

bridgerton au. at the start of the new social season, lady whistledown predicts this will finally be the year solitary duke james barnes finds a wife. after a chance meeting at lady danbury’s ball, can you and the duke overcome all obstacles thrown in your path by his scandalous past and your overbearing mother insistent against your match? | duke!bucky x fem!reader | on-going |

a million reasons 💚 @pellucid-constellations

bucky barnes, with all of his trust fund money and family connections, gets assigned community service. you, as someone that’s technically part of the community, now have to put up with him. every day. and he won’t stop killing your plants. | college!bucky x fem!reader | on-going |

the way we were / the way we are 💚 @pedrito-friskito

you met bucky between the bookshelves. he stole your heart beneath starry skies. it was a match made in heaven, but fate had other plans. | bucky x fem!reader | on-going |

the theory of it all 💚 @botnasty

there are theories for everything in life and bucky sure heard some interesting ones. | roommate!bucky x fem!reader | on-going |

house of atlas 💚 @traitorjoelite

at yale, there are more secrets than there’s not, including the four houses of atlas where only the best and brightest students are welcomed. when a fellow classmate disappears, you’re forced to team up with bucky barnes to find out what happened to her. what was once an academic rivalry spirals into a maze of feelings and mysteries, and you find out the hard way that even the secrets you think you know aren’t what they seem. | college!bucky x fem!reader | on-going |

#Bucky Barnes #Sebastian Stan #Marvel #The Falcon and The Winter Soldier #The Winter Soldier #James Buchanan Barnes #James Bucky Barnes #bucky barnes fanfic #james barnes #Bucky Barnes fanfiction #Bucky Barnes x Reader #Bucky Barnes x Female Reader #Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader #Bucky Barnes x You #Bucky Barnes Fluff #Bucky Barnes Smut #Marvel Fanfiction #The Winter Soldier Fanfiction #Marvel Fanfic #The Winter Solider x Reader #The Winter Soldier x You #The Winter Soldier x Female Reader #The Winter Soldier x Fem!Reader #The Winter Soldier Fluff #The Winter Soldier Smut #draguta fic recs #Bucky Barnes Fic Recs #The Winter Solider Fic Recs

[barnesafterglow]

hello friends!! sorry this comes at you quite late but yk. life. however i am so excited to be doing kinktober again and i can't wait to put these few out. sorry for the lack of variation this year the heart wants what it wants!!

reminder that all my work is strictly 18+ so all underage and blank blogs will be blocked!!

you can join my kinktober taglist or follow @theafterglowlibrary to stay updated!

✦ praise kink with ceo!steve rogers

✦ oral fixation with bucky barnes

✦ public sex with bfd!bucky barnes

✦ sex pollen with stucky

✦ masked sex with stucky

✦ drunk sex with steve rogers

✦ overstimultion with bucky barnes

tagging some friends to signal boost but no pressure!!

@itistimeforusalltodecidewhoweare @jen-with-a-pen @demxters @aphrogeneias @imaginearyparties @petal-veined @sanguineterrain @scrumptious-delusion @smokeinherperfume @abovethesmokestacks @writing-for-marvel @fandoms-writings @thornsnvultures

#tiff writes #kinktober 23

[the-ravening]

Fic: Boyfriend’s Dad (Steve Rogers/Helmut Zemo)

A little birthday gift for @violenciorp 🥳🎁

Pairings: Steve Rogers/Helmut Zemo, Helmut Zemo/Bucky Barnes (minor)

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 4.7k

Tags: BFD!Steve Rogers, Steve is Bucky's Dad, Teen Helmut Zemo, AU - Teenagers, Infidelity, PWP, Underage Sex, Age Difference, Size Difference, Bottom Helmut Zemo, Butt Plugs, Belly Bulge, Steve Rogers’s unrealistically proportioned serum enhanced wonder dick

Summary:

The dangerous thing about dating James Barnes was that his dad was really, really hot. And Zemo? Well, he’d never had much in the way of self control when it came to indulgences.

Read on AO3!

#fanfic #helmut zemo #steve rogers #helmut zemo x steve rogers #what's the ship name #shieldbaron #maybe? #also there's a bit of #winterbaron #ravening writes #ravening gifs #this is pure smut #oh right I just remembered what it is #stemo #even though I hate that name

[jbucb]

Fanfic request rules

Ask about a Fandom!

Characters I am partial to!

Joel, Sarah, Maria and Tommy Miller ,Ellie Williams, Abby Anderson!

(Includes:Jesse, Dina, Maria, Owen, Mel, Manny and more)

(Very happy to write non reader for this ,just characters as well)

Lee Bodecker, James(Bucky) Barnes, Mickey Henry, Frank, Carter Baizen, Nick Fowler, Jefferson Hatter.. scratch that... ANY SEBASTIAN STAN CHARACTER

Billy hargrove... that's it just him

Sam Wilson, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda and Pietro Maximoff,Bruce banner

Capt. Syverson, Geralt of rivia (in game as well) ,Sherlock Holmes, August walker.

Dean and Sam Winchester, Castiel,

I write for charactersXreader I'm not opposed to doing WLW&MLM, but I am most comfortable with MLW

Tropes I love

DBF BFD, Age-Gap, Professer, Dilf

Secret relationship, Fake Dating, Enemies to lovers

BBF, Single parent, friends to lovers,

roommates to lovers.

I do enjoy AUs Very much !! Especially

Modern, pre-war-post-war, Mafia, actor, doctor,

College, Socialite, Vetran, Lawyer ,Cop, and Rockstar, Farmer, Equestrian.

I will not write for!

DDLG, STEP-relationships, Explicit

INCEST, FORCED PREGNANCY, CNS

(not excluding but will not write in heavy detail)

SA OR COCSA

I will write smut but not often as I do not prefer to write it .

[spideyhexx]

hush, hush: b.b.

pairing; dadsbestfriend!bucky barnes x female!reader

a/n: part of the fic extravagnza, link in masterlist! enjoy!

masterlist

summary; when you and bucky could no longer keep your hands to yourselves.

18+ MINORS DNI!!!

WARNINGS: age gap (reader is in her 20s, Bucky late thirties). fingering. dirty talk. light choking. light exhibitionism.

word count; 1.6k

Somewhere in the great beyond, they really honed in on your crush for Bucky. As though some sort of outer forces were determined to make you suffer from this deep liking that’s failed to leave you.

Bucky was your dad’s best friend and that alone should completely diminish your infatuation with him, but it was impossible to get rid of.

You didn’t see him too often, your dad met him only recently and has consistently been hanging out with him.

And today, he just had to use your dad’s air pump to fill his tires. Your annoyance or perhaps your lust stems from the fact that it’s a very hot day.

The garage’s ventilation system is just about failing and you presume Bucky must’ve had to take off a layer or two to continue working on his car.

Standing in the cooled kitchen, trying to focus on making lemonade became a hard task for you to accomplish as you fantasized about how Bucky’s chest must look completely barren of clothing.

The wild side of you tries to convince yourself to go walk into the garage with a glass of lemonade and that thought alone motivates you to finish making the drink.

You adjust the straps on your dress and run to the bathroom to make sure your hair looks good, hoping you don’t look too much like a mess.

Knowing Bucky, he’d be able to tell your nerves from a mile away. Shit, he probably already knows you're nervous.

You carefully fill a glass with lemonade and make your way to the garage.

Pushing the door open with your arm, you’re immediately greeted by the sight of Bucky, shirtless as you guessed, with his back turned to you.

He whips his head around when he hears the door and a smile graces his face when he sees you.

“Hey, doll, is everything good?”

You almost forgot that he called you that. You tried not to think much of it, but he said it so naturally, so genuinely, that it still caused butterflies to erupt in your stomach.

“Yep! Everything’s fine! But I did bring you a cold drink,” you say, handing the lemonade to Bucky and grinning back at him.

“You have no idea how much I needed this,” he chuckles, taking a long sip of the drink.

A small droplet drips down the side of his face and onto his chest and your eyes follow it. Your heart picks up at how defined he is, how nice it must be to be held in his arms, pressed against his chest, kiss his-

“Doll? Are you there?”

You look at him wide eyed and he sighs, setting down the glass.

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell your dad.”

You're silent for a few moments, casting your gaze down at your feet then back at him as he continues to work on his car.

“ W-won’t tell him what?”

Bucky turns back around, leaning against the hood of his car and crosses his arms over his chest.

“That you were ogling me, I’m assuming he wouldn’t like that,” he says, his voice a tad lower. Your cheeks heat up and you shift a bit on your feet.

“Right, sorry.”

You turn to leave.

“Wait. No need to be embarrassed, sweets. I uh…” he chuckles, “It’s hard not to look at you sometimes. You’re very pretty.”

You look back at Bucky, his own cheeks blushing a bit of red and you slowly turn back to face him.

“You’re very handsome,” you mumble, looking back down at your feet.

He takes a few steps towards you and you lift your head up when you feel his presence. Bucky is close, his chest just about to touch yours.

“I think I knew that after I kept catching you looking at me,” he teases and you groan, moving to cover your face.

He gently takes hold of your wrists, moving them away from your face. You look at him, your mind drifting off to how his beard would feel against your skin.

“Dollll,” he draws out, trying to get your attention and places your hands hesitantly on his shoulders.

You breath hitches you look back into his eyes.

“Is this okay?”

You nod, holding his shoulders a bit more firmly.

“So, you’ve seen me...staring at you...multiple times?”

Bucky smiles, replying “yeah, I have. Wondered if you were getting as turned on by me as I was by you.”

Your breath catches in your throat again and Bucky slowly walks forward, making you walk backwards until you’re against the garage door.

“If this is inappropriate and I should stop, just tell me,” he says softly, glancing at your lips.

“I think it is inappropriate Mr. Barnes, but I don’t want you to stop at all.”

Bucky presses his lips to yours, his beard roughing up against your face. His touch is delicate and he holds onto your waist, moving his body closer to yours as he deepens the kiss.

You wrap your arms around his neck, playing with the hairs at the nape of his neck and humming softly when his tongue massages on yours.

“You wear these flimsy dresses whenever I see you,” he mumbles against your lips, rubbing your hips.

“Cause I know I look good in them.”

Bucky snorts, dropping his head to your shoulder, kissing it once, then twice, then trails kisses up your neck.

“You sure do, doll. You know what they make me want to do?”

He lifts his head up, a slight smirk on his face. You shake your head no.

“These dresses make me want to push them up and rub your pretty pussy with my fingers.”

He says it so confidently that it makes you shudder, but you gather yourself, brushing your lips on his.

“You haven’t even seen my pussy, how do you know it’s pretty?”

“All that I’ve seen of you is already pretty, I have no doubts,” Bucky mutters back and you slowly, while keeping eye contact with him, take one of his hands and rest it on your leg.

Bucky takes that as an invitation to slide his hand up your leg, under your dress. He squeezes your thigh and lets out a small gasp.

“No panties?”

You bite your lip to stop your smirk, “didn’t want to wear them.”

“Uh huh, I’m sure that’s the reason.”

His fingers ghost over your center, before lightly pressing around to find your clit.

You let out a gasp when he finds it and Bucky presses his thumb on it, rubbing circles and smirking as you begin to squirm. You bite down hard on your lip to suppress your noises, but a moan escapes you. Bucky’s mouth parts at the noise.

“That was sexy, doll, but I need you to be quiet. Your dad’s still home isn’t he?”

You nod and take a deep breath as Bucky rubs his fingers through your folds, leaning his head closer to your ear.

“You’re drenched, sweets. How long has it been since you’ve been touched like this?”

“Long,” you breathe out, arching your back, which only makes you press further against Bucky’s body.

He teases your entrance with a finger, then pushes it in before bringing it completely out, making you whine.

“Shh, I was just seeing how you feel. I’ll give you what you want. You're such a good girl for me.”

You try not to moan on that and actually succeed in keeping it contained, which earns you a peck on the cheek from Bucky.

This time, he teases two fingers, circling them around your hole until he gently pushes them in, his palm pressing against your clit.

“Bucky,” you gasp. You could feel him smiling against your neck as he peppers kisses there, his fingers slowly working into you. Admittedly, you’ve also looked at Bucky’s hands a lot.

Both his metal and flesh hand had thick fingers and as he builds up the pace with two of those thick fingers, you already feel yourself close to the edge.

Bucky tries to keep you still as you squirm and he finally succeeds when he brings his other hand, the metal one, up to the base of your neck.

You’re not sure what about it compels you to keep still, but you do and Bucky presses his palm harder against your clit as his fingers fuck into you.

“You can fucking hear how wet you are, doll. You’re dripping down my fingers,” Bucky groans lowly, his hips pressing into your thigh, letting you know how hard he is.

You whine as he curls them, then pulls them out almost all the way before thrusting them back into you and resuming his pace.

You grip hard onto his shoulders, thinking he’ll have to put his shirt on after this because of how your nails are digging into his skin.

Bucky kisses below your ear and curls his fingers again, massaging them in you.

“Can you cum for me, sweets? C’mon, I want to feel it.”

He groans again, then quickly quiets down. You open your mouth to moan and Bucky moves his hand that’s on your neck to cover your mouth as you let out a moan, cumming down on his fingers.

His hand does a good job of muffling your noises and Bucky continues to work his fingers into you throughout your orgasm, until you’re squirming again.

He pulls them out and pushes his fingers against your lips. You immediately take them into your mouth, sucking on them, staring at him doe eyed.

“Bucky! You still here?”

Your dad calls from inside of the house. Bucky takes his fingers out of your mouth and wipes them on his pants.

“Don’t say a word to anyone,” he whispers to you and you nod. He quickly pecks your lips then leans down to grab his shirt.

“Till next time?”

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes imagines #bucky barnes imagine #bfd!bucky #bucky barnes x female reader #james bucky barnes #bucky barnes one shot #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fics #bucky barnes fanfiction #james buchanan barnes #james bucky barnes fics #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x y/n #marvel fics

[navybrat817]

Him or him to steal you away for a summer getaway?

Ahh! Can I have both? They can each take me at different times.

No? How about a snippet of DBF!Bucky?

Goes Around - Sneak Peek

Pairing: DBF/BFD!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Warnings: None, besides Bucky. Future fic.

A/N: I can't promise when the follow up for What Goes Around will be finished and the part below is not beta read yet, so this could change within the full fic. 💙

The gentle breeze from the nearby water touched your skin as you stood on the beach, the sand warm and welcoming beneath your bare feet. The ebb and flow of the ocean waves beckoned for you to take a relaxing swim, but you didn't move any closer. Rooted to the spot, your gaze drifted to the shoreline where Bucky stood.

He was waiting for you.

All you had to do was take the next step.

Sensing your hesitation, he walked toward you instead. You weren't sure whether to focus on his chest, his shirt stretched impossibly tight across it and his broad shoulders, or his eyes as blue as the body of water behind him. He was so self-assured and gorgeous for it. He didn't bother trying to hide his desire as he moved closer. No one would be around to witness it anyway.

Private beach and all.

Bucky's frame blocked out some of the sun as he stopped in front of you, but it didn't take the warmth away. The desire previously written all over his face faded as he invaded your space, his grip gentle as he held your jaw. You could've broken free of it if you wanted to, but you didn't.

Not when he began to wipe your tears away.

Why am I crying?

"Do you want me to take you back?" he asked, his voice calm and even. "Just say the word and I will."

That hit you harder than you expected. Would Bucky give up on you so easily if you asked? After he kissed and took you like he owned you? Or was he a man trying to prove he would respect your wishes? That he would put your needs first?

"What if I asked you to kiss me instead?"

Bucky moved his hand to the back of your neck, slow enough that you could stop him or pull away. The blue of his eyes nearly blinded you as he leaned in, your own slipping shut and knowing what was about to come as your heart raced.

But his lips didn't touch yours yet.

"Ask me," he whispered.

Love and thanks! ��

#navybrat writes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes x female!reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes #dbf!bucky barnes #dbf!bucky barnes x reader #bfd!bucky barnes #bfd!bucky barnes x reader #sneak peek #future fic #hope you lovelies enjoy

[metalbuckaroo]

hi, first of all i love your blog, writing and you just seem to be super cool, lests be besties pls... 🥺 second of all: i honestly just woke up and i have that idea in my head for bestfirendsdad!bucky that saw you in cheerleader outfit when you came to his house with his daughter and he JUST CANT!! cause look at you just standing here wearing that!! 🥵🥵 so fuckin hot - 🔪

You think I'm cool 🥺 im honored; i haven't wrote bestfriendsdad!Bucky yet so this is exciting 😍

Im also counting down the days for Halloween sooo- what if you were going to a Halloween party with his dressed as a cheerleader 😈

Sleepover Fun!

Kinda filthy below cut- minors dni 🤺🤺

Bucky was close to losing all sense of control he had left.

You walked around his house with his daughter in a cheerleader outfit from your high-school days, sending him innocent smiles as if the incident from last week was normal.

None of what was going on was normal, especially the encounter he had with you in the bathroom of a bar that he frequented.

But the way you looked with your mouth stuffed full of him was something he couldn't get out of his mind. It was burned into it so that every time you were even mentioned; he'd think of the sweet sounds you made in his ear when he pushed into you, the way you panted his name like it was the only thing you knew.

He just had to have another taste. You knew exactly what you were doing wearing the outfit and flashing the kind smiles. You could see the tightening in his pants and his adams apple bob every time your bend or lean, showing the match panty that went under the short skirt.

So, when it came time for you to leave with Bucky's daughter, you made an excuse of leaving your phone behind to go back into the house.

"Think your cute. Don't you, sweetheart?" Bucky's gruff voice said when you walked in. "Maybe a little." You shrugged, a shy smile playing on your lips.

He stepped closer, backing you to a wall before his fingers hooked in the front of your skirt, cool metal sending goosebumps along your skin. "Too bad you couldn't come up with a better excuse. I'll just have to take care of this myself." He muttered, gesturing to the straining against his jeans.

"Sure would be a shame if I got you all riled up and sent you off." Bucky's smirk made you bite back a whine, hand dipping into the front of your skirt.

You didn't look away from his focused face, holding back every sound and reaction as he tapped a metal finger to your clit.

He chuckled at the flush of your face, knocking a kiss to your forehead before he removed his hand. "I'll come over when you get home. Keep that on."

The promise burned in your brain the entire party but was more than what you expected.

As soon as you had opened the door, Bucky's lips were on yours as he back you to the couch and had you bend over.

"Been thinkin about you in this number since you walked in my house. Drive me fucking crazy, baby." Bucky panted, hips slamming into yours as his fingers dug into the flesh of your ass; the skirt flipped up and panties pulled to the side. "Now look at you, so damn cock drunk for me."

All you could muster was a whimper, his cock sliding against spots you had never known to exist before, quickly bringing you to the edge.

Your body tensed, a pleasured cry leaving your lips as Bucky's right hand came in contact with your ass. "Gonna keep you full from now on. Don't anyone else getting this." He moaned, chasing his own high with shorter, rougher thrusts.

He let out a long, low moan as he filled you, your mind swimming from the delectable pleasure that surged through you.

"Just gotta keep it a secret for now."

#bestfriendsdad!bucky #bfd!bucky smut #bucky barnes #bucky fanfic #bucky fic #bucky x reader #bucky imagine #bucky barnes smut #darcy's 1.1k sleepover

[buckyhoney]

BFD!Bucky = Spending the night at your best friends house but the second she falls asleep you’re in her dads bed getting your 🐱 ate

+ Bucky reaching under your skirt and grabbing your ass or pussy when nobody’s looking 👀

once you knew your friend was fast asleep, you snuck out of the room- but first undoing your bra and pulling it out from underneath your t-shirt. walking down the hallway, you opened the master bedroom door- bucky smiles as he catches a glimpse of you.

"i thought you forgot about me" bucky pulls your body towards him by your waist, lips attaching to your neck. "i could never" you smirk, your voice barely above a whisper. bucky chucklees, sliding his palms up your shirt and down again- feeling your skin again.

in the matter of seconds, your laying back on his bed with his head between your legs. bucky was addicted to the taste of you.

#bfd!bucky #bucky barnes #bucky barnes smut

[moongoddessmox]

Well, since you decided to drop into my ask with boyfriends dad bucky, why don't you write your own little blurb about him, anything will do 😏

Bestieeeeee, I've got so many thots about boyfriend's dad Bucky...I love him.

The first time you found yourself having major sexual tension with your boyfriend's dad was at his birthday party. Your boyfriend's family was pretty well off, Bucky, his dad, being a war vet and working some deep pocket government job. So, when you came over to his house for the first time, a month into dating, you found out he lived in a pretty large family home, complete with a giant pool perfect for parties like the one that day.

You were greeted by the tall, muscular man in the kitchen with his friends, their children having grown up with your boyfriend, and as soon as you saw that tight black shirt, blue eyes, and metal arm, you felt your panties become slick. You clenched your jaw as your boyfriend introduced you to everyone; his father being a hugger and pulling you deep into his chest, sliding his cold metal hand across your back that was only covered by the thin string of your bikini top. Nothing suspicious, nothing to warrant any squinted gazes from the party guests, but a touch so careful that you immediately felt the tingling sensation of goosebumps run across your skin. He knew what he was doing. You could feel it in his touch. It was impure and devious, and wouldn't be the last time he touched you.

You'd notice him watching you poolside, little bikini barely holding onto your body, something you did on purpose to tease your boyfriend but unintentionally captured the attention of his stoic father. His gaze on you could be felt from miles, but he didn't let it show on his face. He looked innocent, but his eyes told a different story, something you'd find in plastic wrap on the shelf in the romance section.

You did feel bad, barely having dated your boyfriend for a month when you were lured to bed with his father. You knew spring breaks were meant to be wild, fun, but you never knew it'd lead you to the bed of an older man. You did suppose college was for discovering who you were and what you liked, and that just happened to be sneaking around with Bucky. His metal hand squeezing your thigh at the dinner table, flesh fingers brushing against your ass as you bent over to pick something up, hand over your mouth as he fucked you while his son slept in the other room. You took a bit of solace in the fact that Bucky was a single father, at least he didn't have a wife he was cheating on. But you felt like a hypocrite for finding relief in it, seeing as you were doing what you were glad Bucky wasn't. However, you couldn’t resist spending every break, every summer going on trips, and spending time with your boyfriend and his dad.

2.1k and Valentine's Celebration

#mox2.1k #bucky barnes #bfd!bucky #boyfriend's dad bucky #bucky barnes drabble #bucky barnes x reader

[buckydeniro]

let me try the link again because i’ve been having issues with the link on my original post!! hopefully it works this time!!

the characters i do are

spencer reid

emily prentiss

sam winchester

dean winchester

bucky barnes

steve rogers

and with bucky and steve i can do different au’s if you would like! 🥰 i’m super open to different tropes and/or making it as specific and special as you would like! 🤍🤍

#bucky barnes #sebastian stan #steve rogers #bucky barnes x reader #steve rogers x reader #dadsbestfriend!bucky barnes x reader #sam winchester x reader #sam winchester #dean winchester x reader #dean winchester #supernatural #emily prentiss x reader #emily prentiss #spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #matthew gray gubler #bucky barnes masterlist #bucky barnes series #bfd!bucky #dilf!buckybarnes x reader #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes smut #steve rogers fluff #nomad!steve rogers #marvel

[bucksbabybug]

God I have such a good angst series for bfd!bucky. Do y’all want me to write it?

Also, it wouldn’t be like normal best friends dad like watched you grow up. It’d be like you and Bucky’s daughter/son (I haven’t decided) started being friends at the end of high school (17/18-)/ college (18 and on)

#bfd!bucky #beefy bucky x reader #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes one shot #bucky barnes angst #bucky barnes x female reader #james buchanan barnes #bucky barnes au #Bucky Barnes #best friends dad Bucky

[honeysugarcoves]

May I please make a nsfw request please? As a bisexual disaster of a person lol

Bfd!Bucky and Bfm!Natasha x remale reader. Where she goes home with her roommate(bucky and nats daughter) for the holidays and bucky and natasha give a very very warm welcome. If you dont do threesome thats okay, yoy can choice which one

𝐻𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦 𝐻𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑦𝑠 • 𝐵.𝐵𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑠 & 𝑁.𝑅𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑓𝑓

pairing: bfd!bucky barnes x reader x bfm!natasha romanoff , reader x rebecca barnes (platonic)

word count: 3.6k

warning: 18+ minors dni, reader is 18+, threesome (ffm), nipple play, kissing, unprotected sex, oral (both f and m receiving), fingering,squirting,pet names (pretty girl,sweetheart,котенок), begging, face sitting (nat sitting on readers face), praising, a bit of degradation,facial,semi dark!Bucky and Nat??

translate: медовый = honey, котенок = kitten (i used google translate so i apologize if this is inaccurate)

request : no | yes

note: my bi panic is rising!!!! thank you anon for this wonderful request. i had so much fun writing this!! ( i got lost in writing so sorry it’s kinda long). like,comment, and reblog☺️🧸🤍!

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“Pretty please. Come on, it's only a week!” Rebecca whines for the 100th time. You roll your eyes at her whines. It’s christmas break, people leaving their dorms going out of town back home. Rebbeca planned going back to New York to be with her parents. You of course was going to stay in your dorm and probably watch horrible christmas movies

“Becca we’ve been over this.” you groan. “I don’t want to go. I’m perfectly fine staying here and watching movies.” you said rolling over in your bed

“Oh come on. You’re only saying that because your parents had to cancel on you.” Becca groans looking at you. That was true. You were planning on going back home to your parents, if they haven't canceled on you to go to Hawaii.

“Hey! I will have you know that they didn’t cancel on me, they simply rescheduled.” you say making Becca chuckle.

You and Becca have been best friends since the beginning of college. You two met while moving into your dorms. She has been there for you ever since. Becca has met your parents before when they made a surprise visit to your dorm in October. However you never met Becca’s parents nor know what they look like.

“C’mon I'm asking you for this one favor. They’re expecting you anyways.” that made you shoot your body up looking at her with shock written all over your face.

“They what now!?” you ask in disbelief. Becca grins at you and nods.

“Yeahh I may or may not have told them you were coming.” Becca says rubbing the back of her neck. You groan loud before dropping back on the bed.

“Becca I'm going to kill you.” you say with a monotone voice. Becca just rolls her eyes and puts her hands on her hips.

“You know you can’t live without me.” she says winking at you, making you let out a eww and chuckling. You stop laughing and look at her. Her greenish blue eyes give you puppy eyes, her lips pouting. You have a mental battle in your head before looking up at her

“Alright alright fine i’ll go.” you close your eyes, shaking your head. Becca squeals and jumps up and down, letting out a series of ”thanks you” and “you won’t regret this”

“Okay pack up! We’re leaving in two hours.” she states happily walking out the room. You sigh not wanting to go. This is about to be a long week.

Becca pulls up to her parents house. It’s kinda what you expected. A two story house, a little garden on the front lawn, white picket fence, lawn nice and cut. Looks like a modern house in a movie.

“Damn Bec’s. This is a kinda nice house.” you say admiring the house from the outside. Becca laughs at your adoration of the house.

“It’s basic as fuck” she chuckles turning off the car. You both get out of the car and get your bags from the back seat. You packed light because it’s only a week and there isn’t much to do during the winter.

You walk to the front door ringing the doorbell. Nervousness running through your body. You look down and see the doormat that has “Barnes” written in cursive. What if they don’t like you? What if they don’t think you’re a good friend for Becca?

“Welcome home darling!” a soft voice brings you out of your thoughts. You look up to see short red headed women, green eyes soft and welcoming, lips plump and painted red from her lipstick. She has on a tight red dress that shows her curves in the right places. She pulls Becca into a hug swinging them side to side.

“Hey mom! This is Y/N. The girl I was telling you about.” Becca says, pulling away from the hug. The woman turns her head and looks at you, making eye contact. You could’ve sworn you saw lust in her eyes for a second before it turns back to welcoming.

“Hi Mrs.Barnes. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” you say sticking your hand out. The woman looks down at your hand before pulling you into a tight hug. You let out a huff, face scrunching at how tight the hug is. You turn to look at Becca who just gives you a shrug smiling. The woman pulls away and looks at you in the eyes.

“Sorry. I’m a hugger and please call me Nat.” Nat says. Nat… why does that name sound so good. “Now let’s go inside. It’s cold out here.” Nat says pulling you out of your thoughts. You all agree and head inside.

You all walk to the living room and see a tall man standing there. Broad shoulders, shoulder length hair, salt and pepper scruffy beard, piercing blue eyes meeting yours, he has a smile on his face… almost excited to see you??

“Welcome home doll.” He greets Becca. Becca walks towards him and pulls him into a bone crushing hug. Yeah she’s definitely a daddy’s girl.

“Hi dad. I missed you.” she says, sounding muffled from her face buried into his chest. The man chuckles, wrapping his arms around her shoulders.

“Missed you too doll.” he says smiling warmly. “You’re not going to introduce me to your friend?” he asks, looking up at you. Becca pulls away mumbling a quick sorry.

“Dad, this is Y/N, my roommate. Y/N this is my dad.” Becca introduces. You smile nervously, holding your hand out to shake. He takes your hand into his, giving it a good shake. Gosh your hand feels so tiny in his big ones.

“Hi Mr.Barnes. Pleasure to meet you.” you say shyly. The man chuckles softly before pulling his hand away.

“Please call me Bucky.” he says. Bucky… why does that name also sound so good. Wonder what it would sound like if you were moaning his name.

“Well you girls go ahead and get settled. Becca please show Y/N to the guest room. Dinner will be ready soon.” Nats voice breaks you out of your trance once again. Becca nods and tells you to follow her.

As you’re walking up the stairs you feel eyes burning into the back of your head. You turn and see both Nat and Bucky staring at you with lustful eyes. You also saw Bucky eyes trailing down to your ass. What the hell is going on?

A few hours later and you’re settled into the guest room. It's nothing special. A queen size bed with a white headboard, a full body mirror in the corner, white dresser and nightstands. You already unpacked your clothes, folding them neatly into the draws. You’re currently laying on the bed on your phone scrolling through social media when you hear a knock on the door. You look up and see Mr.Barn- Bucky leaning in the doorframe.

“Hey. Dinners ready.” he says looking at you, well more like looking at your body. You changed out of your clothes into a pair of pajama shorts and a tank top. That didn’t go unnoticed by the way he was trailing his eyes up and down your body.

“Thank you Mr.Barnes. I’m a little underdressed.” you say looking down at the floor. You hear footsteps approaching you. A soft warm hand touches your chin making you face up at him. His blue eyes piercing at your eyes.

“Sweetheart, it's okay. It’s just dinner. Becca has also changed out of her clothes. Don’t sweat sweetheart.” he says softly. You look at him nodding

His grip on your chin tightens making you flinch slightly. “Also i told you to call me Bucky not Mr.Barnes. I don’t like repeating myself sweetheart.” he says, his tone showing nothing but dominance. You nod. His grip tightens.

“Words sweetheart.” he says, words harder and deeper

“Yes sir.” you said, voice sounding pathetic. Almost like your submitting to him

He smirks at your pathetic voice. His hand drops from your chin. He walks away without a word. You’re just sitting there, in pure shock at what just happened.

Dinner was a very.. awkward experience. You sat there while Becca was talking about school and her classes. You only speak when spoken to. You felt Nats and Bucky staring at you. You just ignored their stares and kept eating in silence hearing Becca talk about her classes.

You’re currently laying in bed staring up at the ceiling. Somehow you couldn't help but stop thinking about the experience earlier with Bucky. The way his voice dropped when he spoke to you. The grin on his face after you called him sir.

Nat was no better. Her perfect curves imprinted in your mind, those beautiful plump lips, her eyes when she gave you a lustful look.

It started getting hot, so you decided to go get some water. Crawling out of bed softly not wanting to wake anyone up. You walk down the stairs to the kitchen. It’s dark and quiet so you assumed everyone’s asleep… or so you thought. Getting a bottle of water from the fridge, closing the door softly you yelp loudly at Nat standing right there in front of you.

“Shhh sorry медовый, didn’t mean to startle you now.” she says quietly, chuckling. You chuckle softly, placing a hand over your chest.

“I’m sorry Mrs.Barn- I mean Nat.” you say. You notice she’s no longer laughing. Looking at you with hardened lustful eyes. Uh oh.

“What did I tell you earlier котенок.” she says, voice dropping to nothing but control and lust. You instantly gulp at her tone. Is this deja vu? Is this really happening?

“I’m sorry Mrs. Barn- I mean Nat. It’s just a habit.” you say trying to get your way out of the situation, but you can’t.

Nat looks at you, her green eyes almost black now. She grabs your arm pulling you back upstairs towards her shared room with Bucky. She opens the door and you see Bucky in nothing but boxer briefs. He shoots his head up, smirking when he sees you but that turns into a frown when he sees the frown on Nat's face.

“What’s up doll?” he asked Nat curiously

“Seems like this dumb котенок can’t seem to do what we tell her.” she says gripping your arm even tighter. Bucky just hums

“Is that so? You’re being disobedient honey?” he asks in a teasing tone. You're a stuttering mess. Words not forming correctly in your head. They both chuckle at your stuttering.

“You broke the dumb slut Buck, however she does need to be taught a lesson for disobeying. What do you think babe?” Nat asks her husband. He looks at her then you. He moves to the edge of the bed.

“Bend her over my legs, doll.” he demands. Nat happily opens pushing you to Bucky making you trip over his leg. You’re now bent over his leg, his big strong arms trapping you so you can’t get out. You feel your shorts being pulled down revealing your panties.

You don’t hear anything,no movement or anything. Then you feel something. A hard slap on your ass. You couldn’t help but yelp loudly and jump forward. They both shush you.

“Hush now, pretty girl. Don’t want to wake Becca up, do we now?” Nat says softly, hand cradling your face. As much as you’re ashamed to,you shake your head. Both Bucky and Nat have a shit eating grin. Bucky continues to slap your ass, you try to contain your yelps but everytime one slips out Nat instantly shushes you with a nip on your neck.

“Fuck pretty girl you’re all wet for us.” Bucky admires after the 20th slap he sent to your ass. Ass sore from the impact of the hits, but somehow that turned you on even…more? You feel heat on your cheeks from embarrassment. Nat looks down to see the wet spot on your panties. Nat moans at the sight.

“God damn котенок. You really want this huh?” she asks, running her fingers over your clothed pussy. You instantly whine at the feeling. “Oh we’re gonna have so much fun with you котенок”

You’re coming down from your high as Nat licks you clean with her tongue. Bucky hand over your mouth as he sucks your nipple, his other hand pinching and rolling the other hard bud in his hand.

“How does she taste hun?” he ask Nat, whose face is cover in your wetness

“So fuckin sweet.” she hums. Nat takes one more lick from your entrance to your cunt before switching places with Bucky. Nat instantly takes your nipple in her mouth. Sucking and biting the hard bud

Meanwhile Bucky is looking at your hard clit. Admiring the way it looks, throbbing and impatient. He instantly attacks your clit. Sucking and licking the bud, making you whine as quietly as you can. He brings one of his fingers to your entrance slowly pushing it in. You mewl at the feeling of his finger rubbing against your wall.

Nat moves her lips from your nipples to your lips, kissing you softly to which you respond almost immediately . She nips at your bottom lip asking for access. You give you access as your tongue fights for dominance, she easily wins.

Bucky adds another finger to your dripping cunt. His digits knuckle deep in you. His finger tips hitting your g-spot making you whimper in Nats mouth every time it rubs it. He hits your g-spot again pressing down on you. You instantly moan loudly in Nat's mouth.

“Mghh pretty girl, is that the spot,pretty girl?” Bucky asks, taking his mouth away from your clit. You nod furiously as Nat takes her mouth away from you leaning down in front of your clit next to Bucky. Bucky and Nat kiss each other vigorously. Bucky's other hand moves to the back of her head pulling her in more.

You whimper at the sight. The knot in your stomach tightens as you feel your high approaching. Your cunt clenching his fingers tighter and tighter. Bucky notices this and pulls away from the kiss. “You gonna cum pretty girl?”

You let out a soft “yes” whining more and more as your orgasm gets closer and closer. “Cum for us котенок. Make a mess all over his finger.” Nat rasp, getting wetter and wetter at the sight of you approaching your orgasm. You let out a silent scream as you orgasm hits, pussy clenching Bucky's finger hard, your juices hitting both Nat and Bucky in the face. You’re shaking and trembling unaware of the action going on.

You come down from your high panting and shaking from the intense orgasm you just had.

“Fhuck pretty girl.” Bucky rasp

You look down and see both Bucky and Nat soaking from your juices. You look at them wide eyed not knowing what you just did.

“Hot damn котенок. Didn't know you could do that huh?” Nat rasp still in shock from what just happened. You feel heat on your cheeks, you cover your face embarrassed at what just occurred. Nat and Bucky slowly pry your hand from your face looking up at you.

“Don’t hide, pretty girl. That was fuckin hot.” Bucky says making you less embarrassed

“‘M sorry. I didn’t know I could do that.” you say nervously.

“Don’t apologize, pretty girl. But I need my cock in you. Nat doll, how about you sit on her face.” Bucky suggested. You and Nat both agree as Bucky takes his finger out of your cunt making you whine at the loss of contact. They take off their clothes and underwear, stripping themselves both naked. And hot damn were you impressed.

Nat’s curves look stunning in all the right places, her big perky boobs, nipples harden from arousal. You can practically see how wet she is from her arousal, wetness all in her inner thigh.

But Bucky is built like a Greek god. Toned abs, broad shoulders, strong muscular arms, his perfect V line leading to hard raging dick. He’s a bit over average but his girth, his head red and angry dripping with pre cum begging for some type of release.

You rub your thighs together begging for some type of pleasure by the sight of their naked forms. That doesn’t go unnoticed by them making them even more desperate for you as well.

“P-please. I need ya. I need you so fuckin’ bad.” You whine squirming in desperation

“Aww котенок. You’re so desperate it's pathetic. Don’t worry, we'll take care of you.” Nat says cradling your cheek and kissing your forehead. Nat climbs on top of you, her dripping cunt right there over you. Gosh she even smells so fuckin sweet. You immediately go to work, putting your hands on her hips bringing her down to your watering mouth. You take one good stride from her entrance to her clit, staying and sucking at the hardened bud.

“Holy f-fhuck котенок. Shit you know what you’re doin.” Nat moans gripping the headboard. You smirk and continue to lap,suck, and nip at her clit. Bucky gets in front of you spreading your legs. Your glistening cunt begging for release, and he was going to give that to you.

Bucky rubs the underside of his dick between your folds, getting it nice and coated. He positions his head to your entrance and pushes in slowly. You moan on Nats cunt by the way his thick member stretches you. Bucky moans at how tight your cunt is, warm and almost made for him.

“F-fhuck pretty girl. You’re so fuckin’ tight.” He groans as he begins thrusting in and out of you.

The pleasure of Bucky’s dick moving in and out of you, hitting all of your spots perfectly. Your moans sending vibrations to Nat clit making her shake and grip the headboard tighter by the way you’re eating her cunt.

“Holy-shit котенок. Fuck you’re ‘gonna make me cum” Nat moans. You squeeze her hips moving her back and forth on your face. Nat grinds on your face getting closer to her orgasm.

“Cum for us doll. I wanna see you cum all over our pretty girl face.” Bucky rasp pounding into you harder and faster. Nat instantly cums at Bucky’s words. Shaking and trembling on your face. You moan at the taste of her juices, lapping and cleaning her up.

“Fuck pretty girl you ‘gonna cum? Come on, give it to us. I can feel you so close.” Bucky groans. He feels your orgasm approaching by the way your cunt is clenching him, pulsing around his thick member. Nat gets off of your face and goes down to your body. She gets to your clit and starts licking and sucking at it, that makes your orgasm approach even faster. Series of praises start coming out of their mouths.

“That’s it pretty girl, c’mon”

“Give it to us котенок.”

“Such a good fuckin girl for us.”

You instantly cum at their praises. Juices coating Bucky’s dick and Nat's face. You put your hand on your mouth to muffle your screams but the pleasure is too much. You come down from your high trembling from the intense orgasm. Bucky pulls out of you getting off the bed to the edge.

“Fuck pretty girl i was so fuckin’ close. Come taste yourself on my cock, c’mon be a good fuckin’ slut.” Bucky rasp. Both you and Nat get off the bed kneeling in front of Bucky's throbbing member.

You wrap your lips around Bucky's head. Sucking and licking at it. Bucky couldn’t handle the teasing and pushes your head down his dick, his head hitting the back of your throat making you gag in it. Nat takes his balls in her mouth sucking at the sack. Bucky groans, throwing his head back at the feeling.

You move your head back and forth on his dick, your tongue licking the head. Nat goes up and kitten licks the part you can’t reach. Bucky feels his orgasm approaching. He pulls both of you off and starts jerking himself off. “Fuck girls. M’gonna cum. Beg for my cum pretty girl.” He moans.

“Please give me your cum. I need it please. I want it all over my face.” you whimper. Your words set Bucky off. He shoots his cum all over yours and Nat's face,eyes close and face scrunched in pleasure. You both close your eyes and stick your tongues out to catch some on your tongue. Bucky groans coming down from his high. He opens his eyes and nearly gets hard again at the sight of you and Nat face coming in his come.

“Fuck girls. You look so pretty with my cum all over your face.” he rasp. You and Nat chuckles at the mess on each other's faces. You bring your finger to your face, getting off a shot of cum bringing it to your mouth. You moan at the taste of his cum. Sweet and salty.

“This is gonna be a fun week котенок”

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