#buck barnes fanfic

[nicestgirlonline]

Let Me Hear You Scream

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Warnings: SMUT AHEAD! 18+ ONLY! MINORS DNI! language, threatening situations, DUB CON, horror elements

Word count: 3.8k

Summary: It’s the 90s so you actually answer the phone when you’re watching movies

a/n: Happy Halloween yall!!!! Still working on other projects but really wanted to get something out for Halloween! This was for @witchywithwhiskey’s Horror Movie Hoe-a-thon! the prompts I picked were Scream and “I’m your boyfriend now” Hope you all enjoy!!!! Thanks for reading, I’d love your feedback! Reblogs and comments are love <3

1993. A sleepy suburban town, where nothing exciting ever happens. Friday night.

Your friends were all going out to Wanda’s party, but you were stuck housesitting for your aunt. Your mom had promised you would house sit weeks ago, so you couldn’t get off the hook. It was a big empty house, more rooms than your aunt could ever need. Most were filled up with storage and dust bunnies.

You tried to make the best of the boring night-in. You rented some Meg Ryan movies with plans to completely veg out. You ordered an extra large pizza with all of your favorite toppings and raided your aunts pantry for snacks.

You glanced down at your shirt and saw red. Pizza sauce! Blooming red circle right in the center of your cream sweater. You let out a huff of frustration. Some Friday night.

You changed into comfy nightwear--a baby blue cotton gown that brushed the very top of your knees, along with a pair of fluffy bunny slippers for good measure. You settled back down in front of the TV.

RING. RING. RING.

You picked up the phone, squeezing it between your ear and shoulder as you carried your snacks over to the kitchen.

“Hello,” you used your best fake customer service voice. Your aunt had asked you to take down any messages. She must have a new boyfriend she was hoping would call. You wait for a response but all you can hear is low breaths through the receiver. “Hello?” You try again

“Is this Sidney?” The voice was weirdly distorted and hard to place. It was deep, clearly a man’s voice.

“Sorry, wrong number dude.” You hung up before he could let another word out. You set the phone down by the cradle and go back to making your snacks. You got out the big popcorn bowl.

The phone rang out again. “Hello?” You answered. You really hadn’t expected to be fielding this many phone calls.

“Hey. Did I call you earlier?” It was the same strange voice. You blew some air through your lips, how annoying.

“Sidney’s not here. Have a good night--”

“Aw man. She must have given me a fake number. I don’t mean to bother you over and over tonight.” He sighed, sounding very apologetic.

“No worries. Have a good night.”

“Wait, wait. I like the sound of your voice.”

You paused. Was it totally weird to just chat with this guy? Yeah. But what harm could it be? You felt a bit of a flutter in your stomach. You never had talked to a stranger over the phone like this. It felt clandestine! You decided to go with it.

“Better than Sidney’s?” You asked, trying to make your voice sound as flirty as possible. You heard him hum approval.

“Much better than…let’s not talk about her. What are you doing tonight?” There was something very familiar about his voice. There was a crackle and static that made it so you couldn’t quite make it out. It must be a shitty connection.

“I was having a movie night. I’m making some snacks right now.” You started to curl the phone cord around your finger.

“What are you watching, Pumpkin? Something scary?”

“No way. I hate scary movies.”

“Especially not when you’re alone right?”

“Uh - um - I’m not alone. Actually.” You lied. How did he know you were alone? Was he just guessing?

“Scary movies are always scarier when you’re all alone, in a big empty house, that’s in the middle of nowhere,” he continued.

A shiver went down your spine. That was a bit too accurate. But there's no way he could possibly know where you were. It was a phone call!

“I just don’t like them. It's either some creepy slasher stabbing some big boobed blonde through her white t-shirt or a ghost that's a metaphor for trauma. No thank you,” you sighed.

“I think you’re being a little hard on them. Maybe if you watched them with a guy to cling to you’d like them more. Do you have a boyfriend?”

There it was. Obviously the alone comment was him trying to set the mood.

“Why do you want to know? Already over Sidney?” You teased him.

“Answer the question.” He was very serious. You didn’t like the tone he had.

“Yes, I do. Are you going to hang up?” You lied again, trying to call his bluff.

“You don’t have a boyfriend. What are you wearing? Something cute and virginal? What about your underwear?” You pulled the phone away from your ear in shock. You were officially too skeeved out. This wasn’t some poor guy who got slipped a fake number. He was a weirdo!

“Ok perv, I’m over this. Bye.”

“I wouldn’t hang up Y/N.” His voice was suddenly hostile. He spat each syllable out filled with hatred. Your blood ran cold. Your heart started to race. How would he possibly know your name?

“Is this a prank? Not very funny. Is this you Tony?” Your voice shook with fear.

“Who’s Tony? That your boyfriend?” He snarled.

“This is a really bad joke. Did someone put you up to this? Scott? Knock it off now!”

“Jesus you’ve got a lot of men in your life. Are you trying to make me jealous or something? I don’t like sharing.”

“I’m serious, this is a bad joke, so just give it up already.” You cried out, you looked around, making sure you were still totally alone.

“I don’t give up so easily. Do you, Pumpkin? Do you give it up to any guy who looks in your direction? I bet you do, you slut. That's why you're talking to a guy you don’t know while you’re all alone.”

“I’m hanging up, I already told you I’m not alone. My boyfriend is here! He’s big and he plays football. S-so don’t call back ok?” You tried to sound as forceful as possible but your lips wobbled and you tripped over your words.

“Pumpkin, you’re lying to me. You’re all alone in that big house in the middle of nowhere, wearing that skanky nightgown. I can see your nipples poking through this whole time. You’re so turned on by a psycho on the phone, huh?”

You let out a scream. You slammed the phone down, hanging it up. You started to spin a circle looking at all the windows, trying to see if you could see somebody watching you. You ran to the front door to make sure they were locked. You went window by window locking them and shutting the curtains. You took a chair from the kitchen and dragged it in front of the door, jamming it beneath the door knob.

RING RING RING RING

You looked around, trying to remember where all of the doors were in the house. You spun around running to the kitchen entrance. You double checked the lock and put the chain on the door. You slid down the door with your back pressing against it trying to catch your breath.

This wasn’t real. This had to be some fucked up prank. The guys were all too hyped up for Halloween and wanted to get a scare out of you. The ringing stopped and you heard the voicemail click, your aunt's outgoing message began to play.

“You screening your calls, skank? You’re gonna die, you little whore! I’m gonna see what your insides look like --” You picked up the phone just to end the message and slammed it back down. As you scampered away it fell down, swinging from the cord. You take off up the stairs, stumbling up the stairs.

You dash into the guest room you had been staying in. You quickly locked the door. Your hands were shaking still. How was this happening?

The window started to jiggle. You could hear the groaning old wood start to slide. With nothing better to arm yourself with you grabbed a pillow and started to wildly smack the intruder with all you could.

“Whoa whoa whoa, it’s me -- it’s me!” Bucky Barnes, your classmate, was gripping the window sill, flabbergasted from the pillow. You hadn’t even had time to register who it was before you attacked.

“Bucky? What the fuck are you doing here?” You demanded. This proved to you it had to be some kind of a prank. Why else would Bucky Barnes, the moody guy from your film class be climbing up to your room.

“Well, when you said you were busy tonight I thought I could just surprise you? Like a grand romantic gesture or something? Can you um, let me in? It's actually kind of cold.” He was shivering out there. He looked so earnest it tugged on your heart just a bit.

You motioned for him to come in. He heaved his body up, awkwardly crawling through the tight window then falling to the ground. He sprang back up quickly, smiling at you.

“Is this a prank? Are you in on this with the other guys or something?” You crossed your arms.

“Um, other guys? Are there other guys here? I thought I was being original.” He peered around you as if to look for them. You rolled your eyes.

“The phone calls Bucky. I’m not joking around.”

“What phone calls? I’ve been driving all night to get here from campus, then shimmying up some ivy. Haven’t exactly had any time to stop at a payphone. You know what. This was a bad idea, I can see that, I’ll just leave.” He sheepishly put his hands in his pockets as he crouched down to leave the way he came.

“No, no wait!” You grabbed him, keeping him from going outside. If it wasn’t Bucky then there was still a psycho out there! “I don’t know what's going on, but this weird guy kept calling me, and he was watching me! Like I think he was outside the house or something.”

“Calm down, calm down. I was just outside. There's nobody out there. It was probably just a prank call.”

He started to rub your back with slow soothing circles. It was intimate in a way you weren’t used to from Bucky. He was the quiet one, never really hung out unless Steve was around. His palm pressed into your lower back, holding you closer to him. His other hand cupped the back of your head, guiding you into the crook of his neck.

“You’re getting so worked up. Maybe you should just lie down.” He shushed you as you tried desperately to explain it wasn’t a prank call. He guided the two of you down to the bed. He laid down next to you.

“Bucky…why are you here?”

“I wanted to see you, I thought you knew…isn’t it obvious how I feel about you?”

Your head was spinning. Bucky liked you? He barely even talked to you! When he casually asked if you were going to Wanda’s party you assumed it was just small talk. He had grunted and left the second you told him you were busy.

“I think I should call the cops about this--”

“I’m here aren’t I? I’ll keep you safe.” His lips connected with yours silencing you from responding. His kiss was eager, but still so gentle. He slowly moved his lips against yours, basking in the taste of you. He took his time and slowly you could feel his tongue ghosts against your bottom lip, looking for entrance.

Maybe it was the adrenaline, the shock, or maybe Bucky was just an extremely good kisser, but you quickly fell under the spell of the kiss. You let yourself get lost kissing him, trying to forget the phone call prankster that had been terrorizing you.

Fear was still racking through your body, but Bucky felt safe. You tangled your hands in his hair bringing him closer. His hand slowly traced up and down your leg. Both his hands grasped your legs, essentially pinning you down. You felt a cool air waft over your thighs as his fingers gently crept beneath your nightgown.

He cupped you over your underwear, grabbing the elastic and letting it snap back against your skin. You finally broke free of the kiss to gasp. He sat back on his ankles, his hand still toying with your panties.

“Bucky, I--”

“Shhh it's ok. I’m here to save the day. No one's gonna hurt you while I’m around.” He pushed aside your panties and started to slowly circle your clit. You whined as he circles you again and again, the pleasure rushing through you and pushing every thought of terror out of your brain.

He pressed his thumb against your clit and dipped his fingers inside of you. He curled his fingers, dragging more moans out of you. As he fucked you with his fingers, you tilted your hips up for more delicious friction.

“That's it my brave girl, Bucky’s here for you,” he murmured above you. He spoke with such hard conviction. His eyes were intensely boring into yours, nearly unblinking. He was no longer softly in the throws of passion. He was a man on a mission.

He kept pumping his fingers, he brought his other hand up from your leg to palm himself through his jeans. He groaned as he adjusted himself and went back to work on you. His other hand circling around your inner thigh, moving your leg up to his shoulder.

“Bucky, please, please,” you babbled as the pleasure began to mount and mount. It was nearly unbearable as you chased your release, grinding your hips up and down on his hand, riding his fingers towards that sweet relief.

“Yes, you’re doing so well, you’re perfect.” He brought his lips to your neck and began to suck at your sensitive spot. You let out a cry of pleasure as your climax flowed over you. You clamped your legs together, biting down on your lip as another cry came out.

You took a moment to catch your breath, Bucky was still nibbling on your neck. You grabbed his face and brought his lips back to yours. He eagerly responded, his lips enveloping yours.

You grabbed the underwear that you were still wearing and rolled it down your body to fling them off. You sat up and grabbed at Bucky until you found his belt. You fumbled, trying to unbuckle it. Bucky's hands quickly found yours and he brought them together, kissing both your palms. He unbuckled the belt on his own. Removing it without ceremony or flourish. He then yanked his jeans and underwear down.

“Are you sure about this?” He asked.

“I want you so badly, Bucky,” you moaned.

He let out a strangled gasp that turned to laughter. You tilted your head at the reaction. He didn’t sound exactly happy, it was more sinister.

“I just have waited so long to hear you say that to me. I’m so happy right now,” he nearly giggled. He giddily took off his jacket, tossing it to the ground.

“Keep me distracted Bucky, ok?” You asked as you hitch your nightgown up to your waist.

“Oh yes, anything for you, Pumpkin.” He had a devilish smirk on his face as he pressed his lips to your navel, slowly kissing his way up. He grabbed your nightgown and finished taking it off. Tossed it to the side with the pile of his clothes.

He made his way up your abdomen before groping your chest with a satisfied hiss. He squeezed you roughly, making you squeak. He latched his lips onto your breast. You let out a gasp as he lightly bit down. He tended thoroughly to each breast, his wicked tongue teasing at your pebbled nipples until you were a moaning puddle.

He grasped his cock, stroking it a few times before guiding it to your folds. He brushed the head of his cock up and down your cunt, teasing it out. He pressed his forehead against yours.

“You really mean it, right? You want me?” he asked desperately.

“Yes --” Before another word could escape your lips, he entered you. His whole body shivered. He thrust the tip of his head in, easing in and out until he was fully sheathed inside of you. You moaned as the stretch burned in pleasure and pain.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” he moaned, the pace he had set was blistering. You gripped his shoulders to keep yourself anchored as he hammered into you. “You’re so tight, so tight fuuuck me.”

He thrust over and over, using the heel of his hand to keep working at your clit. You scratched your hands down his back as his pumps kept hitting the perfect spot. It was torturous pleasure as he kept working up and down your clit, not giving you a moment of respite.

You came again, your body seizing up as you cried out and then falling limp, boneless back down to the bed. Bucky grabbed your hips, pulling your lower body off the bed as he raced for his own release. The slapping sounds of your bodies filled the room along with his deep, gutural breaths.

“Yes, yes, you’re mine, you’re mine, I finally have you, finally, finally…” he babbled as he slowed his pace as he fucked out his climax.

XXX

You curled next to Bucky in the big fluffy guest bed. Both of you were happily satisfied. All thoughts of strangers on the phone were gone from your head. Now it was filled with what just happened.

Hooking up with Bucky? You’d never considered it before. You weren’t sure why, he was so very cute, you thought as you gazed at his face. His eyes were dreamily staring back at you, that big smile had not left his face yet.

“So if you want to like, hang out, I have snacks and movies. We can go curl up on the couch and just completely let our brains rot.” You traced tiny circles on his chest, feeling pretty confident he’d want to stick around.

“I’d be down for a little romcom night, as long as you’re there.” He affectionately tapped your nose.

“Good because that's all I’ve got!”

The two of you got back into a semblance of your outfits, you pulled your nightgown back on, and Bucky pulled on his boxers and the white undershirt he was wearing. You snagged his jacket and draped it over your shoulders. He hummed his approval and kissed you on the cheek.

You grabbed him by the hand and pulled him along down the stairs.

“You can go grab the popcorn, I’ll put the tapes in.” You directed Bucky towards the kitchen as you made your way towards the living room.

You pass the chairs jammed in front of the doors, and you remember your panic.

You shuddered--what a mean prank to pull. What kind of psycho talks to people like that?

You slipped your arms into Bucky's jacket to wrap yourself in it. It smelled sharp and sweet from his body wash and cologne blending together. You stuck your hands in the pockets, only to feel something heavy and tube shaped. You pulled it out, curious, turning it over in your hands a few times to investigate.

It was a long cylindrical looking microphone. You assumed it was some sort of film equipment, but why would Bucky bring that along?

“Hello?” You spoke into the mic. But instead of your own voice, the same distorted, crackling voice from the phone came out.

You dropped it. It was like a hot iron in your hand.

You realized Bucky must have heard you too. Your head snapped towards the kitchen. He was walking slowly towards you, a huge chef’s knife from the kitchen was now in his hands.

“Bucky what the hell is this?” You asked, slowly backing away from him.

“I…can explain.” His grip on the knife tightened and he raised his hands in the air as if in surender, never slowing his pace towards you.

“No, I think you need to leave.” You covered your body with your arms, trying not to trip over the furniture.

“No, no, no you’re misunderstanding --” He was getting closer to you, he reached his arms out to try and grab you.

“Leave me alone!” You screamed out as you broke into a run. You made a mad dash to the front door. Bucky was close behind you.

“I’m not going to hurt you!” He cried out as you fumbled with all the locks. Your hands were shaking, you tried to remove the chain from the door but it wasn’t moving fast enough.

Bucky's arm wrapped around your waist and yanked your body into his. His hard bulge poked at your ass.

“No!!” you cried out as you started to thrash around. You quickly stilled as the sharp point of the knife began to dig into your throat.

“Let’s calm down ok. I think you’re getting too worked up again.”

“B-Bucky, just say that it’s a prank. This was all a big prank. I won’t tell anyone. Just put the knife down please.” You try desperately to reason with him. He lets out an unamused grunt.

He began to drag you away from the door. You strained your neck as far as you could to keep the pressure from the knife as minimal as possible.

“You weren’t supposed to find out. Now it’s all ruined. Fuck. Fuuuck!” He growled. Clearly enraged he started to grapple you down to the floor.

“Why are you doing this to me?” You whimpered, tears oozing from the corners of your eyes. Rolling down your cheeks in huge streaks.

“You don’t get it. You never noticed me. All I wanted was for you to notice me. I just had to grease the wheels a little bit, put on a show to make you see…that I’m the guy for you.” He looked crazed. He moved the knife from your neck to your cheek. He caressed it against your cheeks like a lover's hand.

“Bucky please…put down the knife.”

“You’re misunderstanding me, you’re trying to run away! That’s why I have the knife because you need to listen to me. You always listen to the guy with the biggest tool in the room huh? You thought I was Tony. Does he call you up at night a lot or something? Huh?!”

You were just whimpering as he ranted above you. The blunt side of the knife was pressed against your cheek, the shiny metal reflecting into your eyes.

“Well you don’t have to worry about him anymore.” The look in Bucky’s eyes was primal, like he was no longer a man. The charming smile from before was now warped and too large, his lips curling to show his teeth and gums.

“You’re scaring me. Please don’t hurt me!”

“Hurt you? I would never.” He said, not moving the knife from your face. “I’m your boyfriend now. And I’m not going to let anything happen to you again.”

He brought the knife down from your cheek slowly, the sharp tip dragging down your neck. He began to slice the top button off your nightgown.

“Now, you made such beautiful noises for me before. Let me hear you scream, Pumpkin.”

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[enchantedbarnes]

Uncle Buck

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Single Aunt!Reader

Summary: You take your nephew to a Bucky Barnes and Sam Wilson Q&A event. The mischievous 8-year-old asks if he can get in line to ask a question. Against your better judgement you agree and let him go up by himself.

Word Count: 626

Masterlist: One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six

A/N: I had no intention to write anything on this account but here we are. Excuse the mess.

A young boy - 8 years old, dark hair and eyes full of mischief - walks up to the microphone.

"Hi, I have a question for Bucky..." He asks shyly.

The moderator nods, "What's your question for him, little man?"

The boy looks over at the seats nearby behind him and smirks, turning back to the stage with some more confidence this time.

"Will you marry my Aunt?"

The crowd let's out collective gasps, giggles, and awws. There's some cheering and a loud "OW OWWWW."

You inhale quickly and choke on your own air supply, trying to compose yourself. "BENJAMIN!!!"

You're horrified and shrink down in your seat while pulling your hood up over your head for added cover.

While you contemplate the fastest way to snatch the little traitor and get out of there as swiftly as possible you hear Sam's loud laugh echo through the room.

"I assume that was your Aunt and you're Benjamin?" Bucky asks while smirking.

Tiny traitor nods while grinning ear to ear. "I'm Benji, Auntie's name is Y/n and she thinks you're sooo handsome," he exaggerates with an eye roll, "and she's super fun and pretty and you'd be the coolest unc--"

Exit plan secured you jump out of your seat and rush over to cover his mouth and pull him back from the mic. Your hood still up and head ducked down.

"You said you were asking about the mechanics of his arm, you tiny little punk," you mutter at him but the microphone still picks up what you said.

While you have him secured in a headlock you quickly speak into the mic, avoiding all eye contact. "I apologize, I've never met this child before... I'm going to return him to the proper authorities immediately."

Picking your nephew up as quickly as you can, you toss him over your shoulder. His fit of giggles exploding while he tries yelling out again, "But he hasn't answered yet!"

"He's free later tonight, Aunt Y/n!" Sam shouts while you retreat to the back of the conference room towards the exit. "Your future family seems nice," he jokes while nudging Bucky's arm.

Benji tries to shout back across the room, "SHE IS FREE TOO!! EVERY NIGHT!!"

You shove the exit door open, "You're so dead. On my pick up days for school I will be blasting every embarrassing song I can find with the windows down. I'm going to start saving now and I will be buying every ad space available in your future yearbooks and I will be plastering them with your baby photos. And not the cute ones." Like this kid ever took a photo that wasn't cute.

***

The two of you walk around a food truck area set up outside the conference space. Benji is happily eating a pretzel you only bought so your sister wouldn't kill you for neglecting her child. You grab a seat at a small table to people-watch while he finishes up his undeserved treat.

You let your hood down, setting your vibrant and wild hair free. The color is easy to pick out in a crowd.

Benji is explaining in great detail the plot to a video game he has been playing with his friends and how one level keeps tripping them up.

The chair next to you slides back, "Is this seat open?" A deep voice asks.

Benji grins, "Yes!"

You already know who it is, but you're still startled when you look over and see none other than Bucky Barnes sitting with you and the small trouble matchmaker.

"So... is the potential cool Uncle position still available?" He smirks, hand on his chin looking over at both of you.

This little punk might be getting free pretzels and ice cream for life.

Alright folks! By popular demand, here is part 2!

Uncle Buck Returns

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[buckyalpine]

Bucky vs Bucky ft smut

Bucky vs Bucky - Smutty edition.

Imagine time travel going wrong only to end up so right when you have present Bucky and 40′s Bucky in front of you. You love your boyfriend with your whole entire heart and being but there's something about that sweet 40′s baby that makes you weak.

Nothing gets by Bucky who notices the way your thighs squeeze together around his former self or the way you get all shy and giggly. The young soldier is no better, eyeing the prettiest doll he’s ever seen, wanting just 1 taste of his future life. You can’t seem to take your eyes off him; imagine your surprise when you walk into you bedroom to find your Bucky lounging on the couch while the other is leaning against your dresser, both with equally devious expressions. You feel hot all over because there is something in the air, filled with thick tension.

“What-what are you both doing” You stutter out, biting your lip when the young soldier approaches you, cupping your cheek. You let out a needy whimper while Bucky smirked from his place on the touch, tugging the waistband of his sweats down, revealing his aching erection. 

“I’m going to sit here and stroke my cock and you’re going to suck his cock like the pretty slutty little princess you are, understand kitten?” He let out a satisfied hum watching you sink to your knees in front of the soldier without a question. 

“You look so pretty sugar” He groaned, unbuttoning his jeans and pulling his cock out, chest already heaving when your lips brush against his wet tip. You were greedy for him, too worked up to tease him with just your tongue. You wrapped your plush lips around his tip, nursing and suckling him, your hand pumping what you couldn’t fit into your mouth. “OH-That’s it sweets, you got a real mouth on you-” 

He didn’t even realize he was rutting his hips into your mouth, chasing the warm wetness of your throat. You grew more desperate, your panties soaked, needing to feel him inside you, tasting him making you more feral than before. You could’ve passed out at the sight of your boyfriend giving himself long languid strokes, flicking at the slit with his thumb, smearing his arousal all over the head. 

“Need something, kitten?” Bucky cocked an eyebrow when you looked over to him with glassy eyes, “You’re little button all tingly baby? You need him to stuff you full, take you right on the floor like the whore you are?” 

You desperately nodded, gasping when the much younger Bucky gently laid you on the floor, undressing you with care before throwing all his clothes off. He didn’t waste a second lining himself up, rubbing his blunt tip through your folds, groaning at the feeling of your dripping cunt. 

“You’re soaked bunny” He started to press his cock in, the tip breeching your entrance, the both of you moaning in unison at the feeling of his stretch, “Shit, I-i won’t last if you keep squeezin’ me doll” 

He rested his forehead against yours, starting off slow, taking your hands and pinning them above your head against the floor. His slow pace only lasted so long; within no time he was fucking into you like an animal in heat, all former composure lost. 

“Fuck s’even better than I imagined” Bucky’s hips lifted off the couch, thrusting into his fist watching you lock your ankles together, moaning like a desperate whore on the floor, taking all the cock the soldier was willing to give you. The soldier himself was no better, equally lost in your tight wet heat, growling at the squelching sound that left you each time he fucked up into you. 

“Sh-shit doll, you’re-god damn” He groaned, lewd and vulture words swimming in his mind, unable to say them out loud. “You got me thinkin’ pure filth bunny” 

“Tell her exactly what she is, she likes it” Bucky smirked, jerking his cock off faster at the sight of your eyes rolling back, loud wanton moans filling the room. 

“You’re a pretty little slut doll, don’t get me wrong, you’re pussy is a dream” One he started running his mouth, he couldn’t stop, babbling to himself while you clenched and clawed at him, your eyes darting between the pretty man making you see stars and the other playing with his cock, both men so pretty making you lose it with their words. 

“What I wouldn’t give to take ya back with me sweets, fuck, to have a sweet housewife to come to with her legs spread for me, letting me pump her up with my load till she’s all round with my kid” 

“She’s a good little kitten, just waiting for cock, isn’t that right baby? Look what you do to us doll” 

“Yeah, I know you’d be so good doll, can tell you’d be so perfect with the way you opened these pretty thighs up for me, letting me shove my cock all the way in you” 

“Didn’t need me to tell you twice to take his cock, hm? Look how quick you spread your legs baby, sucking him like you’ve never tasted cock before” 

“Would you be a good housewife for me baby? Would you cook me dinner wearin’ nothin’ but some pretty heels? Be in bed, waitin’ for me, waitin’ for me to come make that pussy feel all better?” 

“She needs it, that cute pearl between her legs is so fuckin’ greedy, always begging for someone to rub and kiss it all better” 

“Would put a ring on ya finger in a heart beat” He moaned when you clenched at his words, “You like that, huh darlin’” 

Your moans grew more desperate, crying out when he pulled back and sat back on his heels, throwing your legs on his shoulders, watching his cock disappear in and out, pounding into you harder. 

“Go-go a head and rub that pretty pussy for me baby-fuck- that’s it, my slutty slutty bunny” His grip around your hips tightened, slamming you down onto him while you reached down to touch yourself, rubbing fast tight circles. 

“I’m gonna-I’m-fuck-.Bucky-Soldier-I-please-FUCK” You sobbed in pleasure as your orgasm started to wash over, hiccupping between moans when his hips stuttered, losing his pace. 

“FUCK YESSS” Thick warm ropes of cum started to fill your pussy, the hold he had on you softening. 

“Wanna see something pretty?” You could hear Bucky’s footsteps approaching; you whimpered as the soldier pulled out, watching your boyfriend stroke his cock, standing over your face. You opened your mouth, sticking your tongue out as Bucky jerked himself faster, moaning letting his cum shoot all over your face, drops spilling onto your tongue. 

You felt like you were floating, pliant on the floor, a sticky hot mess between your legs, your face wet with his cum. You panted between soft whimpers, the aftershocks of your orgasms unending. Your eyes grew wide when you felt a pair of arms, one warm the other cold, pick you off the floor and toss you onto the bed, your boyfriend and the pretty soldier both standing at the foot of the bed, cocks still hard as ever.  

“Better catch your breath sugar, were not done with you”

“Time for you to take us both, sweetheart” 

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[hotreadingwitch]

Bucky x Reader - Nosebleed

Content Warnings/Kinks: slut-shaming, violence (not during sex), dominance, hickeys, nipple play, finger sucking, cum swallowing, light edging, sub/dom dynamic (collaring), daddy kink, praise kink, fingering, oral sex, unprotected sex 

Nosebleed

"Man, you're dumb letting your girl out of the house in that outfit" a man slurred from the alleyway beside the club they were on their way to.

Bucky stilled, his hand tensing where it was placed on the small of Y/n's back. 

"Bucky don't-" Y/n started.

"Move" he growled, his words harsh, a no-nonsense command. 

She hesitated, on one hand, the guy was being rude but on the other, he was just a stupid asshole...did he really deserve to be beaten up by a super soldier just because of one comment? No, Y/n decided at that moment, she didn't deserve to be slut-shamed and if Bucky wanted to make sure that man never said something vile to another woman then so be it. She pulled herself up and moved aside, nodding at Bucky as she did, indicating that he could get violent. 

Y/n turned, looking away as she heard Bucky's first blow landing and the man's groan of pain in response. 

"Please" the man begged, "I didn't do anything" 

"You didn't do anything?" She heard Bucky chuckle darkly, "You don't count slut-shaming women as doing something asshole?"

"Fuck man" he groaned, "I didn't mean it I swear" 

Bucky punched him again. Hard. 

"Yeah fucking right" 

Y/n turned just in time to see Bucky lift the man up off of the ground and slam him against the wall. 

"Owwww" the man howled. 

"Bucky," Y/n said quietly. 

His gaze flicked toward her, steel blue eyes turned almost grey with anger. Her eyes widened at the sight of his bleeding nose, the other man must have gotten a good punch in. 

"Let's go home" she added, "He's not worth it" 

"Yea man listen to your girl" the man choked out. 

Bucky dropped him, letting go of his collar and turning toward Y/n, taking her hand. 

"Fucking crazy" the man mumbled under his breath. 

Bucky snapped, turning back around and punching the guy so hard he fell onto the ground, knocked out.

"Now we can go" Bucky growled. 

~

Y/n and Bucky walked into Zemo's apartment. It was late so the two other men were already in bed. Bucky gripped Y/n's hand, squeezing it, before asking: 

"Can you help me get cleaned up?"

"Sure" she smiled before leading him to the en-suite bathroom in her room.

Bucky balanced himself against the edge of the sink, leaning back, squinting down at Y/n. She wet a towel and started to mop up the wound on his face that would surely leave a bruise the next morning. 

"You know I didn't need you to defend me tonight" Y/n sighed as she blotted the blood away. 

"I know Y/n but I can't just let people say that kind of thing about you" he sighed. 

"My knight in shining armour" she chuckled dryly. 

"I'm no knight Y/n" he grumbled as she dabbed under his nose. 

"Bucky" she whispered. 

She hadn't realized how close their faces were until then. 

"Yeah?" he whispered back. 

She reached a hand up, tangling it with the hair at the nape of his neck, just above his blood-stained shirt collar. 

"You're a good guy you know?" she stated, a small smile on her lips "I don't want you forgetting it" 

He closed the gap between them, drawing his lips to hers. His were warm and soft, softer than she'd expected. Y/n kissed him back hungrily, gripping his hair, and pulling him closer. 

He pressed up against her, moving her backward into her room, their kisses becoming deeper by the second. Y/n yelped as the back of her knees hit the edge of her bed. Bucky threw her down forcefully before climbing over top of her. His face was inches from hers but not a single part of him touched her shivering body. 

"Can I touch you?" He begged gruffly, a growl forming deep in his throat. 

She nodded, her nose brushing his as she did, the small touch sending a fire through both their desperate bodies.

Bucky slid his metal hand under her back, unzipping her short dress before pulling it entirely off of her, groaning when he saw the lingerie she was wearing underneath. She smirked up at him, pleased that the simple black lace set turned him on. 

"Can you take it off for me doll?" He growled as he balanced above her, taking in her body hungrily. 

Y/n nodded before obeying, not breaking eye contact with him as she undid her bra, throwing it onto the floor. Bucky leant down planting kisses from her jaw down to her neck to her chest, sucking on her sensitive skin. 

"So beautiful" he breathed onto her skin, "So fucking beautiful" 

He continued, slinking lower and lower until he was settled between her thighs. He kissed the bare skin next to her panty line, his warm, red lips making her cold skin shiver. With one swift motion, he ripped her panties off of her. He kissed her inner thighs, again and again, leaving purple marks behind. When he finally reached her pussy she was already aroused, completely ready for him and the pleasure he was about to bring her. 

"Please..." she whined desperately.

Bucky began by tracing lazy circles around her clit, making her hips buck upwards to meet his expert tongue. 

"Mmm," she moaned, tilting her head back in pleasure as her thighs spread open even further, giving Bucky full access to her aching pussy.

Her whimpers and little breathy moans did nothing but turn Bucky on even more. He felt his cock tighten in his pants as Y/n whispered his name and looked down at him with her doe eyes. 

The longer he continued the more she clenched inside, her body begging for an orgasm. 

As if he knew exactly what she needed next, he ran his finger up and down her slit, letting it get soaked by her building juices before slipping it inside her. The initial feeling of Bucky's curling fingers hitting her g-spot made her breathe hitch and a loud whimper escape her mouth. 

"You're so fucking good for me doll" he groaned, the feeling of her clenching around his fingers making his cock harder by the second. 

As he continued lapping circles around her clit and curling his fingers inside her pussy her body reacted to every movement, back arching off of the bed, toes curling. A warmth then spread across her chest as her lower body quivered in anticipation.

"Fuck" she breathed, every single curse word she uttered making him even more aroused. He wanted to get inside her so badly but he knew she needed this, to be warmed up first.

"Mm hm," she mumbled before another louder moan escaped her lips.

Her hips jerked up and down as she came but Bucky held her in place, gripping her thighs tightly, pleasing her through the waves of her release. 

Y/n was wet now, her pussy sticky with cum as she lay breathing heavily on the bed. When she calmed down she slunk her hand down Bucky's chest, unbuttoning his tight white button-up shirt as she did. She threw the blood-stained item to the side, letting herself admire Bucky's taut abs. 

She then gripped the edge of his belt, looking deeply into his eyes before asking: 

"Daddy?" 

She could practically see Bucky's cock jump in his pants. 

"Yes?" He questioned back, his neck visibly strained. 

"Can you fuck me please?"

Bucky complied without another word, sliding a thick finger up her wet slit before shoving it in her mouth, forcing her to taste her own juices. She sucked on it as he unbuckled his belt, sliding it out of the loops and then holding it between his hands. 

"Will you wear this for me doll?" He asked. 

Y/n's eyes widened slightly, she knew wearing a collar was important to any sub/dom couple. She nodded, ready for whatever was to come. 

He slid the leather through the buckle, tightening the belt around her neck causing her to gasp, it was tight but not uncomfortably so. He ran a vibranium finger from the clasp of the belt up to her chin until his cool hand rested on her cheek. 

"Ready?" 

She nodded and Bucky slid into her wet pussy, grunting as he felt her tighten around his cock. It curved perfectly within her, immediately hitting the right spot. When he began to speed up his thrusts her pussy clenched, sucking him deeper inside her, causing him to groan.

She looked up and made eye contact with him as he continued slamming into her making his cock tighten. He leaned forward without looking away, resting his forehead on hers and staring deep into her eyes. Their breaths intermingled, moans practically in sync. Bucky reached his hand down, as he pressed small kisses on her cheeks and temple and then began rubbing her clit, bringing her all the pleasure she needed. 

Y/n sighed, tilting her head back into her pillow as she relaxed into the feeling of his movements on her clit and his rough thrusts. How was it possible that he was so rough and so gentle at the same time?

"Fuck me you feel so good" she groaned, her nose scrunching. 

"My pretty girl's got a dirty mouth huh?" he chuckled before beginning to suck on the crook of her neck. 

"Mmm," she replied, at a loss for words. 

She moved her hips, matching the pace of his hard thrusts, every movement bringing her more and more pleasure. Bucky slid a hand down her body, gripping her outer thigh, likely leaving bruises, pushing her leg up toward her head while the other rubbed fiercely around and around her clit. Every once in a while he'd remove his fingers to spit on them again, edging her, and every time he'd make her beg: 

"You want me to rub that pretty little clit doll?" He cooed the question. 

"Yes, Daddy please" she whined. 

He continued pleasing her as her body ached for the feeling she knew only he could provide. Soon, her body was overwhelmed. Between him fucking her roughly with his perfect cock and him rubbing her clit she was overcome. 

"Fuck I'm close" she breathed before she came. 

"Good girl" he praised as she tensed around his cock, "such a good girl cumming for me"

She came hard as he thrust, her insides squeezing before loosening, going slack on the plush mattress. Waves of pleasure rolled through her body and he fucked her through every one, coaxing her orgasm out of her body with his hard pumping, soft whispers of her name, and sloppy kisses on her sensitive neck. Bucky groaned loudly and the vein in his neck throbbed, she could tell he was close to cumming as well.

"Ahh," she moaned, looking up at him with grateful eyes as she felt his cum splash within her. 

They both panted as he pulled out, the mixture of their cum dripping down onto the mattress. 

"You were such a good girl for me doll" he stated warmly, taking her in his arms and kissing her on the forehead. 

"Thanks" she smiled, her breathing calming down as she lay comfortably on his firm chest. 

#smut #oneshot #fanfic #fanfiction #bucky x reader #bucky smut #bucky #bucky barnes #buck barnes x y/n #y/n

[frostironfudge]

My Angel - Bucky Barnes Smut

Summary: Bucky Barnes, your father's best friend has been very, very patient about matters involving you. Seeing you in that outfit however, he can't help but want to corrupt his angel.

Pairing: DBF! Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Warnings: main kink: corruption, age gap: bucky is 40 reader late twenties eg: 26, smut, dom/sub dynamics, possessiveness, slight dark bucky, praise kink, mild degradation kink, nickname - angel, oral f receiving, p in v, multiple orgasms, cockwarming, handjob, cosplay, cum play, Bucky Barnes is a warning MINORS DNI

A.N: i always wanted to write DBF!Bucky and the best way is smut I guess, hope you enjoy! also side note i know nothing of the hobbit and i did ask my best friend @stevesmewmew about it. also song i constantly heard while writing - dirty thoughts - chole adams

Word Count: 3020

Main Masterlist|| AO3 || Kinktober Materlist

You stare at yourself in the mirror, gnawing your bottom lip. The white dress looks pretty, sort of flowy, your cheeks heat at why you picked the outfit. 

The lace sits nicely, you stare at the silver woven crown you DIY-ed. Placing it upon your head. You don’t know the first thing about the character apart from what you found on google. 

Galadriel, you stare at your attempt of cosplay one more time. You do admire the dress. All your best friend said was she was powerful, innocent and that she had battle skills as well as knowledgeable. She seemed badass. 

You knew the man’s eye you watched to catch was a fan of the franchise. You wondered who he would dress as, your palms smoothen over the dress once again. Grabbing your purse you do a final check and head downstairs. Nervousness blooms in your abdomen.

Your elder brother’s annual halloween party was an excuse for friends and teens to sort of let loose. The only reason it was even allowed was the fact that Bucky Barnes, your dad’s best friend and neighbour would keep the antics in line. The same man who you wanted to impress tonight.

Usually he would be having fun with everyone and covering for your brother’s shenanigans and mostly keeping you company and coaxing you out of your shell for about an hour and then you both would sneak into the theatre room to have a horror movie marathon. 

As you traverse downstairs, the party already in full swing. Music thumping, you squeeze past the crowd in the hallway going to the kitchen for a drink. You wonder if forgoing the wig makes a difference as you head to the fridge. Shrugging you uncap the bottle. Glad, that the kitchen isn’t occupied yet. 

“Holy fuck.” The voice startles you and the water drops across your chest. You wince turning to tell of the source. Your throat dries when it’s Bucky — dressed in a suit, fangs peaking through his lips. 

“B-bucky?” You confirm, he’s gone for the modern vampire vibe and you can’t stop staring at the fit of his inner white collared shirt. 

“You, you’re dressed as—,” his eyes trace over you, crown to hem of the white gown. His fake fang sinks into his bottom lip. Tongue then peeking out to wet the flesh. 

You gulp eyes on his lips, “G-galadriel.” 

“You look, ethereal.” He admits, you look away shyly. 

“Thank, thank you.” Internally your heart hammers at his response. 

Bucky steps closer, towering over you. His woodsy cologne evades your senses, he reaches up, fixing your crown. Fingertips then trace from your temple to your jaw to your chin, tilting your head back. 

His heated gazes prompts your thighs to clench. Bucky inhales deeply. 

“Such innocence.” He murmurs, “So much light. How would you look flush against darkness?” Bucky questions he can feel all the blood rush to his cock. Your nipples hardened perceivable through the lace. The tea towel he holds pressed against your chest. 

He wants to push you against the wall and kiss you. Wants to rip the lace off with his teeth, watch how your lips part moaning his name, or stretched around his cock, how would you look bouncing on his— you blink up at him, he shifts back. 

“Can’t taint you, can I?” He muses. You frown. 

“Bucky I,” 

“Do you like my outfit?” He gestures, changing the topic. 

“Vampire?” You giggle when he smiles brightly, fangs bared. 

“From those shows you like,” He admits sheepish. 

“The one I like wears a leather jacket.” You tease, he narrows his eyes. 

“Oh so when I caught you salivating at the suit wearing one, that was what?” He chuckles when you huff caught in your own web of lies. 

“I do like him in a suit, you might just make it better.” Your fingertips trace the undone jacket button, biting your lip you look up at him.  

Bucky breathes your name in warning, not for himself but for you. He had begun to disregard warnings the night he coated his fist and abdomen with his cum thinking about you.

“Want to know a dirty little secret?” You burn his curiosity brighter than light. He nods. 

“I wore the outfit for you.” Your hand traces up to the jacket lapel, Bucky breathes deeply. 

“You dressed up as one of the most innocent characters of my favourite series, for me?” Bucky recounts, god your perfume so sweet. How would you taste? He wonders. 

“All for you.” You admit, swallowing when his palm finally meets your waist. Warmth sears through your skin as his thumb brushes over the lace. 

Bucky’s mind is a swirl of should I, should I not, but you were making it so easy. So easy to choose the idea to corrupt you. 

The groan he produces rumbles in his chest, Bucky watches as you shift and your pelvis moves in the slightest to your thighs clenching. 

“Want to know a dirty little secret, Angel?” He questions, palm trailing up your side, to your breast. 

“Y-yes.” You bite your lip trying not to make a sound as he palms the flesh through the lace. 

“I want to ruin you, with my tongue, my fingers and my cock.” Bucky’s voice is deep, you softly moan at his words. 

“Look at that, little innocent angel wants to be ruined.” He comments, tugging on your nipples. 

“You’re going to look so pretty wrapped around my cock, begging for release.” He tugs on your earlobe, you feel his thigh between your legs, your hips buck involuntary, you whimper at the contact. 

“Look at you Angel, turning into such a needy, pretty slut for me.” Bucky marvels at the way you’re complying, the way your needy little breaths are making him so hard. 

He pulls away as he hears boisterous laughter approaching. You whine at the loss of him. 

“Angel.” He chastises. Handing you the dish towel to help soak the water from your dress. 

“Oh hey, Mr. Barnes, hey tiny.” Your brother chuckles when you groan at his stupid nickname for you. He busies himself taking out drinks from the wine cooler. 

“Hi Y/N. What happened?” Nick Fowler, your brother’s best friend steps closer to you. 

“Just spilled a drink,” you shrug, his grey eyes on you. 

“Oh I’ll help—,” Nick’s hand outstretches, but Bucky steps closer, “She’s got it.” 

Nick’s jaw tenses, Bucky only smiles at him. 

You look between the two, not understanding the reason for the stare down.  

“Run along now.” Bucky speaks sickly sweet as your brother calls out to Nick, he gives you a once over and then leaves with him. 

You look at Bucky, he turns to you, signs of irritation leaving his features. 

“Meet me in my theatre room?” Bucky smiles when you nod eagerly. 

He cups your face between, his metal and calloused hand. 

Blue eyes, admire you. 

“I want the crown to remain on, though I wonder if it will stay secure after I’m done with you.” Before you can react he presses his lips to yours, warm, soft lingering taste of his whiskey. 

The cold metal of the refrigerator blooms across your back as he presses you against the appliance. 

You kiss back, as his tongue swipes at your bottom lip exploring your mouth. Taking his bottom lip between your teeth you suck on the flesh, he moans your name, grinding against you. 

Bucky parts his lips from yours, your lust blown eyes gaze up at him, so innocent. 

“Oh, Angel. I don’t think I have any patience left any longer.” Is all he says before grabbing your hand and guiding you out the side door, towards his house. 

Bucky’s hands are everywhere, your knees either side of his lap, the dress pushed up bunching around your hips. He lifts his hips ever so slightly, you cry out around his fingers. 

“Go on Angel, get them nice and wet. Good girl, oh are you chocking on my fingers already? Oh sweet little needy baby, what will you do with my cock then?” He tuts, pulling his fingers out of your mouth, a trail of saliva connects from the tip of his finger to your lips. 

“Ask for my fingers Angel.” Bucky smirks as you whine. 

“Please.” Your hands rest on his chest. 

“That wasn’t a really good job.” He chastises, “You can do better sweet Angel, go on say the filthy words of what you want from me.” 

Staring into his eyes, your skin heats, Bucky shifts his hips again, you mewl. 

“Bucky please.” Your hands clutch at his half unbuttoned shirt. It hangs off of his shoulders.

“Please what?” His left hand moves up your back, cooler fingers find the zipper undoing it. 

“Please fuck me with, with your fingers.” You bite your lip. 

“Only my fingers?” He teases thumb brushing over your inner thigh. 

“Do you want to sit on my face baby? Do you want me to lap up your sweetness? Bet you taste so good.” His thumb brushes over your clit.

You nod, you want all of it. 

“No panties, no bra, were you wanting me to fuck you?” He raises a brow, thumb applying pressure. 

You nod preening, “Want, want you.” His left hand urges you to kneel straighter, index and middle finger circling your entrance. 

“You want, me, Angel?” He confirms again, “Look at you, clenching around nothing, let’s change that shall we?” His digit sinks into you, Bucky swirls it around touching your walls, he then begins to pump in and out. 

You begin to meet the slow thrusts, your gown beginning to fall from your shoulders. Bucky swears as he sees the untouched skin and the pebbled nipples. 

“Look at you,” Two fingers fucking into your cunt, “Meeting every thrust, not so innocent are you?” His lips latch onto your nipple, sucking and biting your head thrown back his palm rubs over your clit as you grind down upon his fingers.

Bucky shifts his attention to the other nipple, the pace of his fingers increasing he adds a third, “Have to stretch you out don’t I? Aw, Angel are you going to make a mess on me? My Dirty, dirty girl.” 

“Bucky, Bucky, Bucky—,” His fingers continually tap over the spongy sport, stars begin to cloud your vision, left hand gripping your breast, tweaking your nipples. 

“Go on, cum for me Angel, this is only the beginning of your ruin.”  Bucky smirks as you shudder against him, cunt squeezing his fingers, thighs trying to close, your hands tugging on is hair.

Lust blown blues admire you unraveling, the bliss spreading over your features as the orgasm takes you, your walls begging to keep his fingers in, Bucky’s palm rubbing circles over your clit and the burn of it delicious. Your shaking from the aftershocks ceases. It takes everything in Bucky not to have his fingers replaced by his cock swiftly. 

“You with me Angel?” Bucky chuckles, when you blink through the haze. 

“Y-yeah.” You run your fingers through his hair.

“Crown’s still on.” He chuckles, bringing his slick covered fingers to your lips, “Have a taste, you need to know how you taste without me.” 

His fingertips trace your lips, your tongue follows. Bucky then tastes you from his fingers and moans. 

Your dress is pushed off of your body, Bucky’s hands roam in admiration.

“So fucking delicious, I deserve a reward don’t I? For being this patient, for letting you remain untainted by me this long.” He looks at you, you nod. Bucky taps your hips and you move off him to allow him to slide down.

He kisses your clit, “Already needy, my, my.” his tongue licks over your folds, humming at your taste.

“Grab onto the headboard, Angel.” He says before his lips wrap around your clit and he sucks wantonly upon the pulsing nub. Shivers bloom across your back.

You moan, grinding onto his face, he groans. Hands clutching your hips not letting you move away, Bucky laps at your entrance, licking stripes from your clit to circle and back. Nibbling on the clit your mewls and preens don’t stop, his light scruff burns deliciously over your inner thighs and folds.

“Bucky please, please, please—,” You warn as the coil snaps again, his hips lift off of the bed in response as he hungrily devours you for every single drop. When he doesn’t relent you try pulling away, you can feel yourself getting slick again as his ministrations continue. 

His large hands push you back to sit on his lap again, pink lips glistening as he smirks. He pulls you close chest to chest.

“Rewarding.” He comments lazily tracing patters on your thigh.

You look down, the tent in his pants achingly visible.

“Can, can I?” You request.

“All words, Angel, need to know the filth that goes on in that innocent little mind, tell me is it all for me? Have my thoughts been corrupting you?” Your thighs squeeze at his word.

“Have you touched yourself thinking about me? Played with my pussy without asking me?” His thumb returns to your clit.

“Yes.” You squeak.

“Tell me what you’ve thought about baby?” He questions, “Tell me while you undo my pants, go on.”

Shaky fingers reach for the button, “I’ve thought, I’ve though about you fucking me, in your study.” You undo the zipper.

“Bent over my table?” He questions watch your tits with every deep breath you take.

You shake your head, toying with the wait band of his boxers.

“Against the window? My sweet, innocent, Angel wants the world to see I’m fucking her?” He questions, you nod.

“And maybe the table too.” You add, drawing amused laughter from him.

“What else, Angel?” He questions pace on your clit increasing, “Take my cock out.”

You do as he says, pumping him from bottom to top, his length is massive and girth as well. You bite your lip.

“Angel, don’t worry your pretty little head, it’ll fit, pussy was made for my cock.” He hisses as you rub your thumb on the slit then you bring the precum covered digit to your lips, locking eyes with him.

“Go on, taste me.” He watches as you clean your thumb eyes closed and humming at his taste before returning your hand to his cock.

“Stand up, we’re going to my office.” Bucky’s cock twitches in your hold.

His clothes are discarded, he easily lips you up, legs wrapped around him, his cock shifts over your folds with each step, Bucky keeps his lips pressed to yours as he easily moves to his office down the hall.

“Bend over the table corner.” He instructs, setting you down, you do as he says the cold marble has you shift, the rounded corner touches your clit.

“Just how I pictured.” He hums appreciative, lining himself up with you, slowly sinking in inch by inch you both moan in synchrony. Bucky grabs your hands holding them behind you. The arch it creates has him move in deeper, tip right against your g-spot.

“Fuck, so fucking tight, look at you, spread out for me, what would people say? Innocent little Angel is Bucky’s pretty little slut. She fantasises about being fucked by him. I’ll fuck you on every surface if you ask me.” His hips snap you cry out, clenching hard around him.

“Only you.” You whimper, as his pace increases, the cold marble rubbing against your clit.

“Fuck, how good are you squeezing me, cunt doesn’t want to let me go.” Bucky groans, pulling you up.

His cock moves deeper, your back is against his chest, his left hand moves to your clit, right hand around your throat squeezing lightly. Your walls quiver around him.

“Oh Angel likes being choked? Fuck, you’re perfect. My pretty little slut, look at you.” He groans, adding pressure and the sounds of his cock have you mewl and preen.

“Please, please, please,” More incoherent thoughts spill from your lips, he feels so good, so good. So deep.

“Only I, get to see you this way don’t I? Begging, on the brink of bliss.” 

Yes, yes, yes—“Bucky, please—,” 

“Look at you, can only think about my cock filling you up so good, can’t you Angel?” He bites down on your neck, leaving his mark. 

“So, g-good,” You choke on another moan.

Your hands around his neck, your nails manage to claw at his flesh. Bucky knows he’s not going to last, he knows you aren’t going to either. 

“Go on Angel, cum so you can feel me everywhere. My dirty, little, pretty girl. Innocent little slutty Angel.” His words set off the flame that consumed your veins, distantly you hear a desperate cry of Bucky’s name, Bucky groans your name in response your spasming walls setting his orgasm off.

He continues to fuck you through your orgasms, panting in his arms, Bucky loves how your pussy feels wrapped around him. He leans back taking you with him into his plush chair. 

Cock still inside of you, his fingers rubbing at your clit, you protest, his hand clutches at your hair, lips swallow down your protests, fingers moving fast your babbles return, cumming undone on his cock, marking it with yourself. 

“Look at that Angel, you’ve claimed my cock.” He admires the fluids coating your thighs and his balls, gathering the cum, he brings his fingers to your lips. 

You keep your eyes locked with his, as you lick his fingers clean. Your clit pulses at the taste. Bucky smirks feeling your pussy clench. Your mind is a haze as his lips press kisses to your temple and cheek. 

“I’ve got all night to corrupt your thoughts further. Against the window next, Angel. I know someone who would hate to miss out on the show we put on.” He chuckles darkly, hands roam your body. 

You hum tiredly, basking in the warmth, Bucky’s eyes shift to the broken crown discarded to the floor. 

“Little corrupted Angel.” He hums, nuzzling into the crook of your neck, "My Angel." He repeats, placing a soft kiss over the love bite on your neck.

"All yours, Bucky." You whisper, tilting your head back to meet his blue eyes.

-x-

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[nyxindustries]

Mine | Bucky Barnes

Fandom: MCU( Marvel Cinematic Universe)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X You, Bucky Barnes x Fem! reader, Bucky Barnes x reader

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! Daddy kink, rough sex, light choking, praise kink, explicit language, cum play (if you squint ), Unprotected sex ( wrap it before you tap it) Explicit content!

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He’s jealous and it's not such a good look on your partner as he pushes you to your knees, making you look up when he grabs your chin roughly.

“Look. at. me” Growls the man and you swallow hard, you were already half naked but you were in a lot of trouble as it is with him.

Going to the club and getting drunk, rubbing against another guy in the accident wasn’t such a good guy, also wearing a revealing top that showed your breasts off nicely and other men stared at you in the club. Your partner really didn’t appreciate that either.

So, Yes, you're in huge trouble especially when your partner is very very possessive over you, He is your dominant other half and goes by Daddy, Sir, or Master in the bedroom, mostly Daddy but out in public he goes by James Barnes or just Bucky.

“You’re in trouble!” He says as your eyes wandered to him as you swallow even harder.

“Why?” You choke out

“You know why!” He growls more at you as your eyes look back down.

“Did I tell you to stop looking at me? Look.at.me.” Bucky says and you look back at him.

“Sorry, Daddy. I didn’t mean it.” You choke out again as Bucky just smirks

“Oh, you didn’t mean when you were rubbing up against that other man! Or when you decided to wear this stupid top to have everyone look at you” Bucky states as finally ripped your shirt off like he did with your pants moments earlier. Just leaving you in your red lace panties and matching red and black bra.

Bucky very still furious, and your needy to lose control again, but sexual tension lay thick, with the jealousy and need for losing control, at the moment everything hanging by a thread to ruin any chance you had of sorting this out the way normal couples would.

“Get on the bed” He orders as he lets go of your chin, slowly getting up as you got on the bed and Bucky watches with lust in his eyes and love bouncing in his eyes.

Bucky began hovering over you, his dark lustful, love filled eyes wondering all over your half naked body. Bucky arm going underneath you, as he clips your bra quickly then throwing into the air, it landing on the floor somewhere.

“look at you….pathetic.” He says as he straddles you and you gasp softly in response.

Your nipples are hard and your already soaking wet, Bucky knew that. That’s the effect Bucky had on you, when he took control just the way you want it, the way you like it. Bucky hands flicking at your nipples making them harder as you just bit your lip.

“What do you want?” He asks and you look at him as your body moves slightly underneath him, just before Bucky grabs your hands pinning them above your head.

Bucky going down now as he held your hands. His warm mouth meeting your cold hard nipples as he flicked them with his tongue making you want more.

Bucky mouth going in between both of your breasts, giving them both a fair amount of loving. You wanted more.

“P-p-please…please I need more”

You beg out as Bucky smirks more as he removes his mouth then stops as he stares at you as his hand goes down your panties immediately ripping them off of you.

Bucky staring at you, as his metal hand went to your core, massaging your clit slowly as you bit your lip more and Bucky mouth went to your neck giving you kisses and soft sucks. Until Bucky started sucking more and more in places that would show and be there for days.

“You’re mine, Get that I’m your pretty little head of yours” Bucky whispers to you as you look at him with a nod.

“No no, I want you to say it!” He speaks as he grabs your face again, tight this time.

“I’m yours.”

“That’s right baby”

Bucky kissing your neck, and you leaned back slightly, allowing him more access to your neck as he then suddenly bite down roughly causing you to moan out.

His fingers massaging faster until he stopped, suddenly teasing your hole as he pushed your legs further apart and taking his mouth off your neck.

Bucky grinning at you as he strips his shirt and you smirk looking at his body.

“God, you are so hot” You comment as you ran across his chest. Bucky slowly going down on you as his two fingers push into you causing you slightly arc your back.

“Fuck!” You moan out as Bucky begins thrusting his fingers quickly and his mouth meets with your clit quickly too.

His mouth to your pussy, licking you and your wetness. You moan, finding his hair once more and pulling softly. He kissed around the clit, his licks sending sensations and pleasure to you. Bucky pulling you closer to pleasure you more as he flick and lick you in the areas most pleasurable areas, he knew of you.

Bucky knew he was bringing you closer as he thrust his fingers faster, faster, faster as you clench around his fingers tight.

“Fuck fuck fuck, DADDY!…I’m gonna cum…please…please” You moan out loudly as your back arch more.

“Cum for me baby” Bucky pulls away slightly from you, He almost commands you to come and all you can do is just babble and moan due to the pleasure.

Holding your eyes shut as your breathing hitch. “I’m cumming!” You yell out as Bucky work his magic between your legs quicker and faster.

Your legs shaking now as then began cumming violently, all over Bucky face and fingers as he just licked it all up.

Bucky lifting away from your in between your legs as he lick his lips with a satisfied smirk.

“Oh, your not done yet.” Bucky assured you with a very huge smirk on his face as he grab you by your hips swiftly then flip you onto your stomach with your ass in the air.

Bucky smirking as he squeezes your ass tightly before he undone his own pants and underwear.

Before going to you from behind and he slowly slips into you as then grips your hair tightly and pulls you back into his shoulder roughly.

“Fuck….Shit, James” You groan out as you felt Bucky other hand go to your neck, choking you slightly as he smirks seeing the daze expression on your face but that didn’t cloud your eyes that are full with lust , love and neediness in a way.

“Not my name baby” he growls in your ear immediately as he began slamming his cock into you harshly now.

“Did you like those other guys you were grinding on tonight at the club?” Bucky speaks huskily like making you almost shiver as he pounds into you now, making you lose it completely now.

“N-no…no I didn’t…I didn’t mean it “You whimper out with moans escaping your throat now.

“Yeah you didn’t mean it…because your mine” he says

“Yes, yes, I’m yours!” You moan out loudly now as you press your back against his chest. He continue to thrust his cock into you roughly before you pushing his back down into the bed, with his hand still against your head, pushing you into the mattress more as He thrust into you faster, harder again.

Bucky slamming into you now, as you begin moving your hips with him, moving together as Bucky just grabs your hips.

“Mhm baby you like this don’t you?” He asks and you nod sloppily into the pillow your face in pushed into right now as you began almost losing control Fo your body.

“Y-yes…yes yes….please…daddy..” Is all you can moan out in broken sentences and moans that couldn’t escape your throat due to the amount of pleasure, sensations your feeling.

The feeling you felt moments before, that were bubbling up again.

“Fuck fuck!” You scream out as Bucky smirks more at your reactions, knowing your close again.

Bucky pulling out again as you whimper at the lost of his cock.

Until Bucky flips you again on your back.

“I want to see your face while you take all my cum.” Bucky uttered out as his hand went back to your throat with smirk as he ruthlessly. Bucky squeezing your throat just the way you like it, cutting abit of airflow, making you groan and smile slightly in response.

Bucky then slamming back into you as he made eye contact with you as you grip onto your wrist tightly with a smirk.

Bucky free hand and grabbing onto your hip as he slam into you again as you arch your back slot more again.

“FUCK FUCK FUCK!” You scream out now, clenching around Bucky cock now.

“Cum for me baby. I want to you see all destroyed with my cock.” He says as he slams harder and faster.

Mumbling out words that Bucky couldn’t exactly comprehend from you as he pulls you cup and close, chest to chest as you wrap your arms around his neck and his arms around your torso, now you began bouncing up and down fast on his cock.

Panting into his chest as Bucky breathing also hitch with you.

“Shit, baby your gonna make me cum” he groans out as you went faster. Closing your eyes into his neck as

Something exploded, igniting in you again.

Feeling the explosion in your lower abdomen , unravel quickly as you began scream out as cum cover his cock then his cum exploded inside of you.

Eyes close in Bucky’s neck, you let yourself get lost in the pleasure.

The world freezing around you as you groan out in pleasure

Opening your eyes again as now you were staring at the clueing and your head against Bucky chest, you can hear his beating heart through his chest that was slowing down now.

Blinking your vision in again as you slowly look up at him with a soft smile as Bucky gentle kiss your lips and you kiss back.

Everything is too sensitive for anything more as you breath out, breathlessly now with a soft smile on your face.

“Thank you Bucky.” you whisper into his ear as you kiss him again and he covers the both of you with a blanket. You just snuggle in with him again as you just smile in content.

“That was amazing” he says breaking the peaceful silence.

“Yeah it was” You yawn out now as you snuggle more into Bucky and slowly drifting off to a soft chuckle as he hand ran through your hair.

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[itsthewritergal]

Never giving up - mob!Bucky x reader

Reader is ill on the one day Bucky said no interruptions... 

TW: fight, swearing, angst, talk of fainting (think that's it!) 

Enjoy xx 

The moment Y/N opened her eyes she knew something was wrong, her head throbbed and her throat felt as though she was swallowed hundreds of knives in the night. It was still dark outside, the moon not even shining through the curtains she and Bucky had hung when she first moved in. Clearing her throat with a wince she grabbed the pills she kept in the draw next to her side of the bed and swallowed them painfully. Turning back over she fell back asleep instantly

“I’ll see you tonight doll” Bucky whispered pressing a kiss to Y/N’s forehead, Y/N blinked open her eyes and saw Bucky already dressed in a suit, one which she was sure cost more than she could even imagine making in a year, the sun was shining through the curtains and Y/N’s throbbing headache was still present but she decided against telling Bucky instead she reached out towards him 

“It’s so early Buck” Y/N whined attempting to pull him back to bed 

“I told you, today’s important. No interruptions, no distractions, I’m all yours tonight but right now I have to go” He said harshly, the words came out much more venomous than Bucky had intended them 

“I know, I know, you’ve told me every day this week” Y/N huffed giving Bucky a patient smile, 

“I’ve got to go, I’ll see you tonight” Bucky said pressing yet another kiss to her forehead, Y/N had to stop herself from wincing at the pressure already building in her head. She watched as Bucky left their bedroom, she knew that the deal was too important for her to even attempt to get Bucky to stay and look after her. Reminding herself that it would only be at most 18 hours she laid her head back down on the pillow. Y/N tried to convince herself that she couldn’t get much worse in only a few hours. 

— — — 

Y/N was wrong, completely and utterly wrong. The gentle throbbing in her head had turned into pounding, she couldn’t stop herself from violently shaking despite however many blankets she pulled over herself. She reached out to grab the glass on water she kept on her bedside cabinet only to find it empty, with an exhausted groan she lifted herself up onto her feet, only to find her vision going blurry and the room turning black. 

Y/N blinked open her eyes to find herself on the soft carpet of the bedroom floor, she let out a painful sob as she reached for her phone, not daring to think about the consequences she pressed the speed dial button. 

“Buck” She whined 

— — — 

Bucky sat with his head in his hands as Stark sat opposite him, deals like this were his least favourite Stark was sarcastic and deadly smart. The kind of man Bucky hated having to sit in a room with, but it was better to suffer a few hours to have such a man as an ally. 

“I suppose we should start talking numbers then” Stark said eyeing Bucky up and down, before Bucky could even think to open his mouth his phone cut him off, his obnoxiously loud ringtone filled the office, “Something else more important?” Stark said with a raised brow 

“Of course not” Bucky said quickly declining the call, not bothering to look at the caller

“Good, well I was thinking—” Stark was cut off by the ringtone once more, Bucky quickly fumbled to put his phone on do not disturb, only to find it already was. He had to resist screaming in frustration as he realised Y/N’s were the only calls to go through Do Not Disturb. She knew how important it was to him and here she was running it. “It seems you have something else to attend” Stark said 

“I apologise Stark, this rarely happens” Bucky insisted “Shall we continue?” Bucky suggested, 

“Sure” Stark said warily, 

“I believe you were about to tell me what you were—” Bucky said only to be cut off once more by the piecing ringtone. 

“Listen Barnes, I understand that whatever and whoever that is needs your attention. I’m a busy man Barnes so I will try to reschedule but I am making no promises” Stark said standing up and straightening out his suit 

“We have the day, I will turn my phone off Stark. I apologise for this” He said flustering, he was loosing his cool and he hated it 

“We don’t have today anymore Barnes, I am going to think about my options” Stark said leaving Bucky’s door open as he left. 

Bucky roared a string of curse words and saw red. After a few moments he turned to look at his trashed office, but his anger hadn’t disappeared not one bit, there was only one person he could focus his frustration on, and that was person who had lost him the most important deal of his life, Y/N. 

— — — —  

Bucky stormed into his house, rage filling his senses. Taking the stairs in twos he made his way towards his bedroom. 

“Y/N” He roared “I swear to god, I told you how important this was to me” he shouted swinging open the door 

“Buck?” She said opening her eyes a little, she had managed to clamber herself back into bed but her sickness still overwhelmed her, 

“What the hell were you thinking? You knew not to bother me today. What was so important huh?” He roared “did you need another hand out from me? Want me to pay something else useless that you wanted to beg me for?” Bucky didn’t even know where the words came from, they weren’t true, not even half true but he wanted Y/N to feel guilty. 

“Bucky I didn’t—”

“You didn’t what Y/N? Didn’t mean to ruin my life? Didn’t mean to fuck everything up, ‘cause that seems to be what you’re good at” Bucky roared, Y/N felt herself tear up not trusting her own words “And now you’re going to cry your way out? Like hell you are, get out!” He screamed 

“I don’t—” 

“Get out Y/N!” He roared pulling the duvet and blankets off of her shivering body, “I don’t care where you go, just get the hell out”

Y/N stood up on shaky legs attempting to shake off the blurred vision, she swayed on her feet her breathing began to quicken as the anxiety over took her and suddenly the room went dark again. Bucky stood frozen as Y/N collapsed, instantly he rushed forward in an attempt to stop her from crashing onto the floor, he was just in time to grab her head before it hit the wooden floors. Cradling her body he let himself take in the state of the room, the empty box of pills which was full this morning, the mountain of blankets crumpled next to the duvet, and the pile of items Y/N kept on her bedside table strewn across the floor. Bucky instantly put the pieces together, Y/N must have passed out before, that was the only explanation. She was sick, and he made everything so much worse. 

— — 

Y/N blinked open her eyes to find herself wrapped up tightly in her duvet, she was sure she didn’t fall asleep here. Then suddenly the memory of Bucky screaming filled her mind and the tears fell down her cheeks silently at the thought of letting him down. 

“Morning sleepyhead” Dr Banner said from her bedside, “You gave Barnes quite the scare there, I’ve just given you a once over. You’ve got the flu, you’re to stay in bed for the next week minimum” He said firmly “Understand?” Y/N nodded silently not daring to talk in fear of what Bucky might say, she instantly knew he would be frustrated with the fact that he would feel obligated to look after her until she was well, especially since he’d just ended things. 

“Bruce, how is she?” Bucky asked stepping into the room 

“Ask her yourself” Banner smiled to Y/N, “I’m going to head out and give you some time” 

“Thanks” Bucky muttered making his way over to his side of the bed, climbing in he opened his arms expecting Y/N to curl herself around him instantly. He heard Banner close the door, they were alone. “Doll?” He whispered 

“I’ll be gone in a few hours, just need some strength” She said quietly, her voice breaking a little 

“No you won’t, you’re to stay in bed until you’re better” Bucky instructed 

“It’s fine, I’ll call my sister. She can come and get me. I’ll have to hire a company so it might take longer to take some of my stuff but I promise I’ll be gone as soon as possible” She said 

“Y/N look at me” Bucky said his heart breaking at how dejected Y/N sounded 

“It’s fine, I know when to leave. I’ve overstayed my welcome” 

“Like hell you have!” Bucky snapped “Doll please listen to me, I fucked up. I fucked up so badly and I swear I’ll never stop trying to make it up to you” 

“I said it’s fine, I screwed up the Stark deal. Like you said I fuck everything up so I should just go” Y/N said, Bucky grabbed her wrist gently, forcing her to face him 

“Y/N, doll, baby please” He pleaded “I should have never gotten mad at you, I know you only called me because you were sick, I should have realised before and I hate that I didn’t but I need you to stay, I can’t live without you, please doll I’m not asking for your forgiveness I don’t deserve that, I just need you to stay and say that we’re going to work on this. I’ll be a better man for you I swear” 

“Bucky I—” Y/N whispered before the sobs cut though her words, 

“Breath doll, in and out” Bucky said rubbing her back “Slowly Y/N” 

“Felt so ill… I’m sorry Buck, I didn’t want to call you but I was so scared when I woke up on the floor and couldn’t see properly—”

“You did the right thing, I should have come sooner and I’m so sorry I didn’t. I swear I’m never letting you out my sight again” He said 

“What happened to the deal?” Y/N whispered 

“I explained to Stark that my girl needed me and if he couldn’t understand then he should go fuck himself” Bucky said bluntly “You’re more important than any deal” 

“Was he mad?” 

“Not at all, I don’t want you worrying about that” 

“I screwed it up for you” Y/N wept 

“You didn’t screw anything up, Y/N, doll, I promise you everything I said was a lie. I was just angry” 

“At me? It was my fault” 

“Initially yes, but I was more angry with myself for not realising you needed me” 

“What’s happened to us Buck?” She asked quietly “we used to be so good” 

“I know doll,” He sighed, she looked up at him with sad eyes and he felt his heart break “Doll, I’m going to take a few months off and we can just be us, get back to where we were how does that sound?” He suggested 

“You shouldn’t do that for me, i’m not worth it” 

“I’d do anything for you doll, you deserve the whole universe. I promise you we’re going to get this sorted” 

“Do you hate me?” 

“I could never, doll I’m so in love with you” Bucky said sincerely, 

“I don’t know if I can say it back yet” She admitted 

“I wouldn’t expect you to after how I just acted, just please tell me you don’t want to give up on me?” 

“Never Buck, I’m never giving up on you, you’re it for me. Don’t want anyone else” 

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[buckets-and-trees]

UPDATED 11/26/23

In the summer I created a discord server with a "book club" approach to reading and reblogging fanfic for Bucky Barnes. It was a mix of readers and writers - some I knew a bit before the server, some I was getting to know for the very first time. We had weekly themes, a couple of sleepovers, and lots of connections were made across the group.

We're inviting new members for winter!

Our purpose is simple: READ Bucky fics (with an emphasis on works that have been published over the last year), REBLOG them with some commentary, and REVEL in doing that with other book club members.

There will be a new theme each week now through the new year, and fic recommendations will come directly from our members. There's not a quota of reblogs to fill every week to be part of the club, but I AM looking for our book club to have members who generally want to participate - no eternal lurkers. We will be encouraging the highlight works of different lengths (flash fiction, short and long one-shots, and multi-part works) so each member can engage as they have time and energy.

While Bucky fic recs and reading is why we came together, it's only part of what we do - there are areas for pets, plants, memes, general chatter, writing and brainstorming, birthday celebrations, sleepover games, thirst channels, and just general fun to be had all around.

THIS IS A STRICTLY A 20+ SERVER.

The other thing that's vital to me for this book club is the sense of belonging which being part of a group like this can bring, and all of our current members know and understand that and have built a unique culture of genuine connection. Some are active multiple times a day, some we just see a few times a week, but there is commitment to show up and engage to get to know each other. I've been part of two book clubs where I both met strangers that became lifelong friends and got to know people I already knew better by bonding over the reading/discussing/general book club antics/discussions (both ridiculous and heart-to-heart kind). B&N is proving to be a place like that for the membership that have made it what it is now.

So if you read this and you want to join based off what I'm putting down here, please join us.

I feel like this goes without saying, but I'd rather state it outright than have anyone get the wrong idea: this is a Bucky Barnes book club. We will be reading/reccing Bucky Barnes fics only. Additionally, it's gonna be majority x reader. If Bucky x reader is not your jam or on regular rotation, then this will not be the place for you. (And that's okay for us to acknowledge and accept.)

#bucks and noble #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes book club

[writers-wind]

GROW A PAIR ! HAVE SOME BALLS!

It's ironic how we use the above to tell someone to have guts and show some courage whereas we use 'pussy' or a 'bitch' which is synonymous to coward or a weakling nowadays.

When biology ( ah biology, the subject which tells us the great difference between men and women) states that a human is only capable of bearing 45 del of pain and during childbirth, a woman with a vagina or a 'pussy' goes through and tolerates around 57 del of pain.

As opposed to the sensitive scrotum or 'balls' which can be damaged by a simple finger flick, let alone if you kick someone in their mighty brave balls and then, well it's not a pretty situation.

So to the men who told me to have some balls and guts,

GROW A DAMN PUSSY AND THEN MAYBE YOU'LL FIND THE RIGHT AUDACITY AND KNOWLEDGE TO SPEAK.

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[starryeyedmunson]

starryeyedmunson masterlist!

hello hello hello! these are all my works, they mostly consist of eddie munson but who i write for kind of depends on the mood i’m in. my blog is 90% smut, therefore is 18+, so minors DNI. other than that, requests are currently OPEN, and feedback is super appreciated! enjoy x

* indicates smut

:( indicates angst

:) indicates fluff

eddie munson x female reader

>series

never worked masterlist * (henderson!cheerleader!reader)

>one shots/requests

piercing (cheerleader!reader)

sleepless nights* (bestfriend!eddie)

- friends with benefits (sleepless nights pt. 2)* (fwb!eddie)

meet me in the pale moonlight* (cheerleader!reader)

hotel sayre* (bestfriend!eddie)

promise! (boyfriend!eddie)

a date at the record store :) (boyfriend!eddie)

unwinding* :) (boyfriend!eddie)

the boots* (boyfriend!eddie)

valentine’s day* :)

lessons in the bedroom* (bestfriend!eddie)

- pop quiz (lessons in the bedroom pt. 2)*

- final exam (lessons in the bedroom pt. 3)*

full service* (hairdresser/barber!reader)

bucky barnes x female reader

>series

ecstasy masterlist* (fraternity!bucky x sorority!reader) - this is literally a lost cause but maybe i’ll start it again

>one shots/requests

final lullaby :(

waking up :)

#starryeyedmunson #fanfic #fanfiction #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson #eddie munson x female reader #eddie #eddie stranger things #stranger things #stranger things 4 #stranger things smut #marvel #marvel fanfiction #marvel imagine #bucky #Buck #Bucky Barnes #james buchanan barnes #bucky x reader #bucky barnes smut

[lovebugspots]

THE PAINKILLER

Avengers! Titanium Arm! Bucky x Daughter of Wolverine! Long lost wife! Reader

This is on my wattpad, if you want to read it on that, then the book is called The Painkiller.

THE PAINKILLER SERIES IN CHRONOLOGICAL ORDER CHAPTER FOUR; spider-man. CHAPTER THREE; wedding day. CHAPTER TWO; your too flattering. CHAPTER ONE: THE PAINKILLER THE PAINKILLER: INFORMATION

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Y/N Howlett "The Painkiller"

Age; 100

Sex; Female

Husband; James Buchanan Barnes, "Winter Soldier."

Trigger Words;

Смерть Возвращение домойПризрак СынПуля Одинсвист Семь РжавчинаЩит Девять Свадь баКарта Один

Death, Homecoming, Ghost, Son, Bullet, One, whistling Seven, Rust, Shield, Nine, Wedding, Map, One

Children; Weapon X-33.

Kill count; unknown

each chapter will have a song the correlates, the sound matches, with it. 

there is mature content. not sexual, but mostly gore and such. there will be very descriptive scenes of torture, and such.

take care of yourself please. 

and the link is- https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3egyiHxgH24ulg6sVla5cS?si=5bd7f972037b4059

#bucky barnes #james bucky buchanan barnes #bucky barnes x reader #x men comics #bucky x y/n #bucky x you #bucky x female reader #bucky fanfic #bucky fic #buck #bucky banres #bucky #wolverine #daughter #wife #fanfic

[enchantedbarnes]

Uncle Buck Returns

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Single Aunt!Reader

Summary: Our little menace of a nephew has secured a date for you. Here is part 2 to Uncle Buck.

Word Count: 1401

Masterlist: One | Two | Three | Four | Five

A/N: what in the actual f👀 is going on 😅 I was expecting maybe 10 or so people to read Uncle Buck. My notifications haven't stopped going off since I posted. Thank you so much everyone that read it and enjoyed it. I hope you also enjoy this little continuation. P.S. GIF replies are my love language so if you enjoy send me your best (or worst 😈) 🫶

As soon as the pair returned home and walked through the front door, Benji skipped his way in shouting, "MAWWAGE! MAWWAGE IS WHAT BWINGS US TOGEVAH TODAYYYY!" Arms high above him as he rushes through the living room in search of his parents.

"Benji, please don't make me regret letting you watch my favorite movie," you sigh, flopping onto the couch, hands covering your face.

He stopped short and looked back at you, "Have you the wing?" He bowed and giggled then turned back around to continue on with his search.

"You're back!" Your sister shouted while she snatched Benji up into her arms, covering the small boy in kisses. "Did you have so much fun with Auntie today? Why are we shouting Princess Bride quotes?" She gasps, "Did you get to meet the dread pirate Roberts??"

Benji looks up at her in confusion, "What? No Mom, we saw Bucky Barnes and Sam Wilson! And guess WHAT!"

"Ohhh, what?!"

He whispers into her ear and throws his head back laughing like a tiny evil madman.

"You did what???!" She laughs.

You groan from the couch.

She walks both of them over to you.

"Did I understand him correctly, is there something we should know? Are you betrothed to a super soldier?"

"I'm gonna go throw up," you groaned again.

Sweating doesn't even begin to cover it.

Your entire body feels like it's on fire.

You agreed to meet Bucky for a late lunch the following day. You've been sitting on the floor by your closet for what you thought was 30 minutes now, staring into the clothing abyss, spiraling into an internal panic.

You don't go on dates. You keep to yourself. It's comfortable. Living in a combined household with your sister and her small family you're certainly never alone.

What are you even supposed to talk about?

Your current job is nothing super exciting to talk about. You do like to go to concerts and musicals... However you can't really imagine the 106-year-old super soldier going to a pop punk or metal show, nor do you imagine him attending Wicked 3 times. Note to self: do not bring up Rogers the musical. Yikes.

Your sister has already talked you off a ledge 3 times since last night when you got home.

While still wallowing in self pity and loathing, two outfits are scattered by you and you have three more in your arms.

Your sister walks by your open door and backtracks peering in.

"Y/n," she sighs, "just wear the first outfit. You'll look great, I promise." She walks over and grabs the armful of clothes from you, dumping them on the bed and grabbing the first outfit. Your favorite pair of black jeans and a sweater you bought specifically because it was so damn soft.

The doorbell rings and your eyes widen. "He's early?!"

"He's on time, you would have noticed if you weren't staring into space for the last hour."

"WHAT?!"

"Don't worry we'll keep him distracted while you finish getting ready."

"Oh sure, don't worry. That fills me with all the confidence..."

"Benji has already asked him to marry you, what's the worst that could happen now?"

"I don't even want to think about the answer to that. So many possibilities come to mind."

You grab your outfit and start rushing around.

"Can I get you something to drink, Bucky?" Your sister asks while she moves about the room.

Bucky and Benji are seated at the kitchen table, just off from the living room. Benji is across from him with his tiny arms crossed on the table, and a very serious look on his face.

"I'm fine, thanks."

"Ok, I'm sure she'll be down in just a moment. Make yourself at home. Hopefully we will see you around again soon," she smiles, "I'm just gonna go switch the laundry over quickly. Benji," she looks down at him while pointing two fingers at her eyes and then over to him, "behave yourself," she warns while leaving the room.

The table stare down continues.

"Where do you live?" Benji asks.

"In the city," Bucky answers.

"You have a house?" Benji fires back.

"Apartment."

"Own or rent?"

"Rent."

"Where’s your office?"

"I don’t have one."

"How come?"

"I don’t need one."

"Where’s your wife?"

"Don’t have one.."

"Yet," Benji squints with a tiny smirk, "but how come?"

"It's a long story."

"You have kids?"

"No I don’t."

"How come?"

"It's an even longer story."

"Do you prefer dogs or cats?"

"Both are fine."

"Do you have one?"

"I have a cat. Names Alpine."

"Is Steve Rogers really on the moon?"

"What's your record for consecutive questions asked?"

"38."

"He's up there all right." Bucky answers with a nod.

"Your metal arm and regular arm match well with how ginormous your muscles are."

"How nice of you to notice."

"I’m a kid, that’s my job."

Bucky raises a brow, "Why am I getting the 3rd degree here?"

"Just checking in on my investments. If this didn't work I was going to ask our neighbor Frank, but he kind of sucks," Benji shrugs his shoulders.

Before Bucky can question the language and what the 8-year-old said, you walk into the kitchen and quickly look back and forth between the two of them.

"Oh no, how long have you two been alone in here?? What did he say?" You ask Bucky, looking over at Benji quickly after, "What did you say??" Your eyes narrow.

Benji grins and holds your purse up for you. "Have fun storming the castle," he cheekily smiles with that glint in his eyes.

"Benji," you glare down at him.

Bucky clears his throat while standing up from the table. Walking over to you he points to a small bouquet of flowers that were already in a vase waiting on the kitchen table, "Um, these are for you…" he smiles.

"Thank you so much, they're beautiful," your reply is breathless while you look at the arrangement filled with a small mix of your favorites.

"He also gave me this," Benji holds up an RC truck with a Captain America shield painted on the side.

"That was very nice of him, did you say thank you?"

"Duh," he rolled his eyes while grabbing the remote to the car and rolling it out to the living room, "Thanks Future-Uncle Bucky," he grins and chases after it.

"Anyone ever tell you guys he's kind of a strange kid?" Bucky whispers conspiratorially while offering his arm to you.

You throw your head back with a quick laugh. "Oh, you have no idea."

Your date is going better than you expected.

You have managed to not make a complete fool out of yourself so far and both of you seemed to be enjoying your time together.

You have apologized multiple times for Benji's antics.

Bucky laughed, "He reminds me a bit of a young Steve and my sister Rebecca combined. Didn't realize that combo was possible, it's a little terrifying. I hope they have great medical insurance," he jokes.

"His father's a nurse, so we have in-house medical on demand. My sister tried to convince me to go to law school so someone can represent him when he undoubtedly tries to take over the world. Guess I can save some money and time on law school now that we have a super soldier plus a Captain America connection that can potentially stop him before lawyers need to be involved."

"Your sister already welcomed me to the family when she opened the door to let me in," he smirks.

You put your face in your hands, elbows leaning against the table in support.

"Well now you know where her small menace gets it from."

Bucky helps pull your chair out for you as you're both about to leave. As you stand up your purse falls off the back of your chair, spilling some of its contents on the floor when it lands.

Bucky ducked down to help collect your things when something shiny appeared next to your chapstick. His eyebrows furrow as he picks both up and holds them up to you.

You let out a slightly strangled cough as you realized what he was holding up to you.

Bucky Barnes was kneeling holding up your peppermint chapstick and your Grandmother's opal ring that was supposed to be safely in your jewelry box at home.

...Benjamin!

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Please please please would you ever think of writing more to wait, what? I love it.

Maybe the group are upset they weren’t their for the wedding so they ask the reader and Bucky to have another one, renewing vows so they call all be there.

Plus the uncle and aunts playing with the baby. Babies first show of super grip.

More babies. How happy Bucky is when she is pregnant again. Maybe twins and they name them after the group; like have a girl so call her Samantha for Sam and a boy who is Nathaniel/Niklaus for nat.

Would love to see Tony as baby 2s godfather. Could totally see him “competing” against Steve. Look I got my Godkid this and that more than steve gave his. Not that it matters as tony fits for best uncle title so he gives everything to baby Stevie anyway :). Etc. Love your writing can’t wait to read your next fic. Anyway How are you? Hope you are well. How do you come up with stories?

YES YES One of my FAVOURITE AUs which I love to keep adding too. I've broken up this ask into parts here:

Wait, what? - 💔🥰 The secret you’ve been keeping from the team can only be hidden for so long (pregnant reader)

Wait, what? 2 -  🔥💔🥰 A little more back story + baby Barnes! (pregnant reader)

I do (again) Wait, what? 3 -  🥰 Everyone missed the first wedding, obviously you have to have another one

Wait, what? More Babies? -  🔥🥰 The family grows with a little new addition

Here is a little drabble with the aunts and uncles being complete menaces because they compete with each other. You shook your head looking at the growing pile of gadgets and toys collecting everywhere. There wasn't a single place where there wasn't a new present from either and aunt or an uncle, your kids spoilt beyond reason.

"Mama look!" Stevie ran into your room with a new shield in hand, proudly showing off the new technology it had been upgraded with from when he first got it. He whistled, grinning when the shield started to rumble before the plates shifted, expanding it to double the size. He had on a special type of watch fitted to his wrist and you couldn't even begin to comprehend what that would lead to.

"Baby, where do we keep all this?"

"In my room!" He scrambled off without looking back, only to have his presence replaced by the twins, each floating into the room with glowing red capes.

"What on earth are you to doing?" You knew better than to try and intervene with whatever it was they were doing, Samantha and Nathaniel giggling while sipping in circles from their latest gift from Aunty Wanda.

"Aunty Wanda charmed it for us!" They squealed, the tiny rocket booster running shoes they had been given from Tony boosting them to the ceiling.

"Get down from there!" You hissed, making your way to the living room to ask each God parent if they were trying to take years away from your life through stress.

"Did you see what I got for the tiny terminators" Tony grinned at Steve, hearing sound of laugher down the hall followed by your exasperated voice. He chuckled when he saw you disheveled form with each twin under your arm, clutching onto them like footballs to keep them from flying off.

"Best. God Father. EVER" Nathaniel grinned while Samantha nodded, trying to squirm from your hold.

"Steve jr got an upgrade too" Steve stated proudly, seeing his god son using his shield to surf down the staircase, causing you to drop one twin and catch your elder son before he face planted onto the floor.

"For F-" You caught yourself before finishing your sentence, both men snickering while you huffed, "I swear, wait till daddy is home" You placed your kids in a pile between their God fathers before going up to take a well deserved bath.

Bucky snorted at the sound of chaos that he heard as he made his way from the gym to your shared bedroom. He didn't want to set food into the living room when his demon spawn and Satan's love child god fathers were together, making his way straight to you instead.

"How are you mama" Bucky whispered softly, seeing the bathroom door left lightly ajar, the scent of lavender filling the room.

"Your children are spoiled Barnes" You peeked one eye open before closing it again, humming when you felt Bucky step into the tub, settling himself behind you.

"And who is spoiling mama?" He smirked, letting a sneaky hand trail down between your legs, kissing the sensitive skin on your neck, "Hm?"

A snap of his fingers was all that was needed to lock the doors and sound proof the walls. He'd already shot a text to Steve before coming to your room.

"You're both babysitting. Code XXX" (and Steve 1000% blushed like mad though Tony cackled and decided to set up a bet on if tonight would make another baby Barnes)

It was going to be a loooong night.

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Who I write for:

Tom Holland

Dean Winchester

Bucky Barnes

Peter Parker/ Spider-Man

Jack Harlow

Rome Flynn

Avengers

Steve Rogers/Captian America

Chris Evans

Evan Buckley

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3 • Operation: Dinner ... Puppies & A Food Festival | OPERATION: FAKING IT ...?

Description: You & Bucky get closer as your mission progresses, will it be awkward when Tony suggests you do more than just hold hands?

Pairing: Beefy Bucky Barnes x Female Avenger Reader

Word Count: 8.5k

Warnings: Cute Bucky, swearing, suggestive language 18+ (no smut yet).

A/N: I really can't keep my word count down, sorry guys!! Remember kids: adopt don’t shop but for the sake of this story, in my universe there is no such things as abandoned animals & no animal cruelty at all. 

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Team bonding night at the tower usually consisted of a movie or games night, Steve insisted on them ‘for morale’, Bucky rarely came but was told in no uncertain terms that now he was living at the tower there was no excuse for his non-participation. You however, always showed up no matter how many times it ended in chaos, superheroes were way too competitive but watching Thor get all sparkly whenever he lost a hand of cards was never not funny because he was a complete himbo & couldn’t play for shit. 

Tonight was different, there wasn’t a game or movie in sight & you felt like a zoo animal in an exhibit, all eyes focused on you & Bucky, you showed up hand in hand having met up earlier in the day to work out how you would survive the whole night with them. Evading their questions was becoming your superpower, Nat, Thor & Peter had you surrounded as they bombarded you for information, you just wanted to hang out with your friends but that was proving difficult, Bucky was slumped in an armchair with Sam pecking his head trying to get something out of him. Feeling guilty for roping him into this chaos you walked over to where he was sat, without saying a word he opened up his arms & you unceremoniously plonked yourself on his lap.

As he straightened out allowing you to snuggle into him ie. grasp onto him like a sloth clinging to a tree you reached into your pocket & pulled out your phone; you two had important business to discuss.

You looked up at him. ‘Hey.’

‘Hey Bambi, you havin’ a good night?’ he kissed your temple in a way that had quickly become your norm.

‘Nope, thought they would have gotten over it & got on with games night so we could look at the dogs Tony lined up for us but no, apparently, we’re more interesting to gawp at than the new Star Wars movie or Kerplunk.'

‘Ignore them Doll, let’s get down to business & pick our little guy.’

There was no one else in the room from that moment on, they could have been staring or commenting but it was just you & Bucky looking at the cute little puppies.

‘Oh. My. God please Bucky, please can we have this one, he’s so so fluffy.’

‘Sure doll, whichever you want we can have.’ He wasn’t capable of saying no to you.

‘That’s no good, I want them all. Tony, can we have all the puppies?’ You looked up him & tried fluttering your lashes, Bucky squeezed you chuckling when he saw your attempts at convincing Tony to let you have your way.

‘No, kid, one only.’ He was uncharacteristically quiet, observing the goings on like a king watching down upon his court, particularly fascinated by how close you & Bucky had become. He hadn’t ever had Bucky down as a cuddler, but he resembled more of a memory foam mattress than Super Solider the way he was moulded around you at that moment. 

‘No fair.’ You huffed crossing your arms & pouting.

Sam butted in ‘Hold on a sec, you two are getting a puppy, why are you even living in the tower when you have your own places?’ 

‘We’re moving in together & waiting on our place.’ Bucky spoke not taking his eyes off you or your bottom lip sticking out whilst your eyes were bulging at what he had just said. He held your face running his thumb over your pout before pulling you towards him, you could hear Tony choking on his drink but your focus was completely on Bucky’s lips, they practically grazed yours when he swooped past them to whisper something in your ear, his breathe tickling your hair, nose nestling into you as he spoke, ‘play along doll, if they think I’m telling you all the dirty things I want to do to you they’ll ignore us, ok?’ He punctuated the ok with a soft kiss, right at the base of your neck.

You moaned, a full-on moan & the man hadn’t said anything remotely sexual, you were teetering on the edge of grinding down on him but froze your hips mortified that you had that reaction. When he pulled away from you, you were blinking in slow motion & gulping for oxygen, did he really just say that? Was he really thinking of dirty things to do or is it just for show? You re-entered the living realm when he threw you a wink & you half batted his shoulder with a playful slap, ‘You can’t say that stuff when we are in company Bucky.’

He pulled up your phone again encouraging you to lay back against him scrolling down the screen, ‘how ‘bout this one?’

‘mm he’s so adorable, you need to help me pick, they’re all too cute, he’s yours just as much as mine.’

He continued to scroll until he set eyes on the most adorable white fluffy guy, you guessed he was a retriever, but you didn’t care, you were in love. ‘Ok, well this little guy I like, will keep you safe when I’m not with you too.’ 

‘I love him.’ You looked at Bucky with the biggest eyes & smiled at his words, ‘our puppy, our little boy, what we gonna call him? Benedict Barnes is cute.’

‘Yeah Doll, that’s cute. Or Benjie Barnes.’

‘hmm, he definitely needs an old man name like his Daddy,’ you playfully poked his chest & continued rolling off cute puppy names.

Bucky was grateful you switched your eyes back to the screen so you didn’t see his head fall back at what you just called him, his knuckles were white from him gripping onto the chair to stop himself throwing you over his shoulder, marching you to his room & fucking you all night. After he cleared his throat & made sure his cock wasn’t pressed anywhere near you he realised he missed all of your name suggestions.

‘How is James an old man name Bambi?’

You shrugged your shoulders, ‘James might not be but Buchanan sure is.’ He squeezed you tightly as you giggled.

‘Hmm needs to go with Gerald too.’ You pondered.

The intrusion into yours & Bucky’s bubble came when Sam couldn’t hold his questions in any longer, ‘Who the hell is Gerald & hold up, why, if you’re moving in together do you have separate rooms here?’ 

‘You’re very nosey Samuel.’ You narrowed your eyes at him, but Bucky didn’t like how you had leaned forward away from him so pulled you back into his arms.

‘What they do in their own home is their business, but under my roof they are in separate rooms. Hands where I can see them Tin Man.’ 

You winked at Tony for his very in character fake outburst, Bucky saw it more of a challenge & his hands found their way to your hips shifting you to lie fully on him with your back pressed to his chest & then wrapped his arms around you. 

His lips found their way to your ear again, it’s like he found your kryptonite & was sweetly torturing you with his soft lips & deep gravelly voice, ‘What about Engelburt? That’s an old man name’ Bucky whispered. You wiggled in delight, ‘Engelburt, Burt, Burtie, little Burtie Barnes. Eeeee I love it.’ You twisted yourself around to face him kissing him right at the corner of his mouth. 

Crawling up Bucky’s chest until your mouth was to his ear you whispered ‘Bambi, Bear, Burtie & Gerald. Our family.’ You plonked yourself on him, chest to chest with your head tucked in below his, you felt so safe as he held you tight & stroked your back slowly whilst he was deep in thought. You could have stayed like that forever.

The word family knocked around in Bucky’s brain as he held you against him, it’s not something he’s had in a very long time, yes, this one included a coffee robot, but the rest seemed pretty perfect, why he said you were going to be moving in together he didn’t know, trying to annoy Sam wasn’t worth the eventual disappointment when he had to move back into his apartment on his own.

You noticed Bucky was a little quieter than usual in the following days, maybe forcing a makeshift family on him was a bit too much, you weren’t actually together you kept having to remind yourself, would he feel trapped by you if he actually met someone? Obligated to spend time with you & the dog you shared? You had always wanted to see Bucky in love & happy but now the thought of him with someone turned your stomach & made you feel hollow, also kind of rage-y thinking of another person with yours & Bucky’s dog. 

Instead of spiralling as you normally would & worrying yourself sick at all the make shift scenarios your brain conjured up you decided to take matters into your own hands, it was puppy day nothing was going to bring you down. You picked up your phone to text your super soldier.

Sheer giddiness pulsated through Bucky, granted he was more of a cat man but having a link to you in the shape of a dog was patching the hole in his heart, plus everyone loved puppies. He wasn’t exactly avoiding you since game night more like having to physically tear himself away from you to avoid smothering you & kissing you senseless, he could feel it building exponentially every second he was with you, he was at breaking point when you were wiggling yourself on his lap once you’d finished talking all things puppies as you lay in his arms watching the group finally get on with game night, he found his peace. It terrified him.

The two days of quiet contemplation did him good, normally he would sabotage anything that had to potential to end in happiness & with how he was feeling he knew that if he had a taste of what you offered & he screwed it up, it would devastate him. For once he overruled his fucked-up brain & chose not to run, you were his sunshine, he was ready for this, he knew he could affect you physically when he flirted & was affectionate with you but were you thinking it was all for show & to annoy your nosey friends? He needed to make sure you understood that everything he did was genuine & that he wanted you to be his girl. When he made his way to your room he was buzzing with excitement, a whole day with you was exactly what he needed, seeing your smiley face as you opened the door made his stomach flip.

The journey had seemed endless as you made your way to Brooklyn, Bucky had promised to bring you back to show you his old stomping grounds after he had pointed out a place he used to take girls dancing. You pictured a young Soldier ready to go to war with women hanging off his arms, you felt silly that you were jealous of them but filled with such sadness at never knowing that guy who apparently was a little scoundrel. You walked wrapped around him a little tighter as he told you some of the tales he had managed to recall until you reached the brownstone home, it was beautiful, steps covered in plants, three stories, it oddly felt like home just from looking at it. You were practically vibrating in excitement when you knocked on the big turquoise door, a sweet silver haired woman answered, her kind face welcoming you inside as you introduced yourselves.

As Ms Alice fixed you both some lemonade at her insistence, you were left sitting in the lounge, squished next to Bucky on the mid-century sofa which apparently wasn’t made to cater two adults let alone a super solider & regular-ish size adult, you peered around the gorgeous interior, tall ceilings, panelled walls & wood flooring, it was exactly your vibe.

‘This house is beautiful, you think she’ll let me live with her?’

‘She’ll have to take me in too Bambi.’ The arm he had around you squeezed you further into his side & a kiss was placed in your hair as you wrapped both your arms around him resting you head on his shoulder.

‘You think she takes in strays? Should have made a brownstone part of the deal, I’ll ask Tony if he’ll buy us one later.’ He had no doubt you would & that the answer would likely be yes, even though it was said in jest the thought of living with you, in Brooklyn with your puppy would be too much for his heart to handle.

After Ms Alice had been through all the information you needed & imparted her wisdom about interiors after you mentioned how much you loved her home it was time to meet the puppies. You sat down cross legged on the floor waiting for them, you were between Bucky’s feet & as your legs bounced nervously, he bent down to kiss your head calming you as always.

All of a sudden you heard the patter of tiny paws on the floor & a litter of puppies were let loose in the room, they swarmed you jumping up & climbing into your lap all vying for your attention, Bucky watched on as you delighted in all the puppy cuddles. It didn’t take long to spot your little guy with a distinctive red bow around his neck, as he bounded up to you tail wagging, you scooped him off the floor & you couldn’t help but let out a sob as you held him. You were so happy.

Bucky’s eyes didn’t leave you at any point as you played with all the puppies, you constantly turned around to look at him & ask him if you could buy whichever puppy you were holding, it pained him to say no to you, but one puppy was enough for now. He reached down & picked up Burtie from the mass of puppies surrounding you.

‘Let’s have a look at you little guy.’ Holding the ball of fluff in front of his face he giggled at how desperate the puppy was to give him kisses, he slipped his hand in his coat & clipped a little black collar around his neck.

‘You keep hold of that girl, she’s has a good spirit.’ His face whipped around to Ms Alice who decided to impart a little wisdom on him too having been watching the two of you.

‘I plan to ma’am.’ He placed Burtie back into your arms & placed another kiss on your head. You inspected the collar & noticed the shiny dog tag hanging from it, it read ‘Burtie Barnes’ on one side & on the other ‘If found please return to Bambi & Bucky Barnes 555-1284’.

Experiencing Bucky with your puppy you imagined was akin to a junkie getting their fix, it was like happiness flowing through your veins every second spent in their vicinity, it might not have been planned or PR approved but you couldn’t resist taking a picture of Bucky attempting to look tough with the bundle of love in his arms & uploading it to your Instagram. If the mission was getting the public to see what a softie the super solider currently cradling your entire heart in his hands was, you just succeeded. 

Bucky somehow managed to drag you away from the old woman’s house, even though you were still sulking that you weren’t allowed to buy them all, he hadn’t ever seen you as happy. He knew if he ever got his memory wiped again they wouldn’t be able to touch this one, it was imprinted on him in a way like no other, to his bones. All he could see was your beautiful smile, wide eyes & a ball of fluff in his arms. His family, every step he took he grew more protective, nothing or no one would take you away from him, he was determined to give you the life you dreamt of in a Brooklyn mid-century home.

After Burtie’s first subway ride you headed to the food festival, Bucky’s was arm flung over your shoulders & your puppy asleep in your arms, he noticed the glances you were giving him followed by cute little smiles, he wanted to know what you were thinking & if you were happy as he was right now, if he was living in a dream, he would kill whoever woke him up, he was utterly content for the first time in decades. 

It didn’t take you long to find some food, the vendors lined up either side of the closed off street & Burtie quickly woke up at the various delicious smells each stall was offering, you chose chicken & avocado tacos with halloumi bites & Bucky reluctantly tried a pulled pork quesadilla & stole most of your bites, according to your super soldier if it wasn’t plain & boiled it was classed as exotic to him. 

It was a dream afternoon together trying out various cuisines in an attempt to develop Bucky’s palate completely undisturbed from your privacy invading friends, although in fairness you did kind of ask for it, you poke the bear it will bite back & as much as you enjoyed being plastered to Bucky whenever you were together being creeped on by a spy & a guy in the vents was freaking you out a little so it felt nice to escape the tower for the day.  

Being so stuck in your head & distracted you missed the curb & before you knew what was happening you decked it to the floor, rolling your ankle in the process. Being the good mother you were, you sacrificed your ego & intact bones to make sure that every hair on you beautiful puppies body was unharmed. 

One minute you were next to Bucky looking like you were in your own world & then the next second you were on the floor, if you weren’t in obvious pain he would have laughed at you holding Burtie up like he was Simba in the Lion King, a film he’s now glad you insisted he watch just to connect the two images. Once he hauled you back on two legs he thought you resembled a new born giraffe trying to walk, when the pain didn’t show signs of easing he didn’t hesitate to crouch in front of you & offer his services as your personal transportation back to the tower.

You gently placed Burtie in Bucky’s jacket zipping it up to make sure he was secure but enough room for him to see out if he wanted, his beautiful little face popping out beneath Bucky’s chin was so adorable you actually stopped a passer-by to ask them if they could take a photo for your scrapbook. You carefully wrapped your legs around Bucky’s waist & rested your elbows gently on his shoulders, which gave your hands-free reign to play with his hair, tickle the puppy or more importantly feed Bucky the churros you insisted he buy you. You made a mental note to show him the film Ratatouille, a tug of his hair & you were living the real-life version, almost.

It was like every second Bucky spent with you somehow made him feel more whole, would there be a point at which he burst? Perhaps, but to be so needed by you, even if it was to carry you around was fulfilling him like he hadn’t felt before. You didn’t need Gerald, he thought, he could be your coffee robot, he had a metal arm so surely qualified at the robot level, he could see you whenever you wanted, first thing in the morning when you were all cute & sleepy, when you were grumpy during that mid-afternoon lull you always had, or whenever you needed a pick-me-up. He could be your pick-me-up. 

He wanted to feel needed by you, to be relied on by someone for something other than fighting, as you were playing with his hair he had to stop connecting the feeling of your fingers in his hair with imagining you tugging on it whilst he split you in two on his cock, he wouldn’t be able to walk if you carried on, so the second you saw the churros & like a magpie honed in on the goods he was relieved that your fingers were now occupied; except now each time you ripped a chunk off & fed it to him he wanted to cry. He needed you & needed to be taken care of by you, it would be more than he ever deserved, Winter Soldier or not. 

Bucky hadn’t even broken a sweat by the time you’d gotten back to the tower, as was the norm these days everyone was lying in wait for you both to get home. Thankfully today you had a secret weapon to distract them, the most adorable puppy that ever lived, in your totally unbiased new puppy high opinion. After Bucky unzipped the little guy & handed him to Scott he carried you to the kitchen, you could see Burtie was lapping up all of the attention strutting around from Avenger to Avenger like he owned the place, Bucky lifted you onto the counter to inspect your ankle.

‘I think we’re going to have to invest in icepacks the amount of injuries you sustain a week Bambi.’ You giggled & tried to act offended.

‘We’ll get you some as a house warming gift, you’ll need a first aid kit too. Don’t think I didn’t see those new roller blades on my credit card.’ You narrowed your eyes at Tony regretting not buying your new blades via Paypal.

‘Least Bucky will patch me up unlike when Nat lived with me & refused to reset my dislocated shoulder that time.’ You stuck your tongue out at her, if the opportunity arose you never failed to bring that up.

She plucked Burtie up from the floor inspecting him almost as she replied to your taunt, ‘You brought it on yourself, I had already re-set your elbow that morning.’

‘Nat, are you serious?’ Bucky was livid that she would leave you in pain.

‘What’s the definition of insanity Bambi?’ you didn’t miss the tone of the nickname she stole off Bucky.

‘Doing the same thing repeatedly & expecting a different outcome & don’t call me Bambi, that’s for Bucky only.’ You pouted at her, you may taunt each other every waking minute but Nat was like your older sister who reigned you in when needed but always there for a non-dislocated shoulder to cry on.

Pride swelled in Bucky’s chest at you not allowing anyone else to give you the moniker he used but he was still pissed at Nat, how anyone could leave you in pain & not help you, you the sweetest soul was barbaric.

‘Bucky she was using Peter’s web fluid to swing from the rafters in the hanger bay & kept falling every time she missed, which was every attempt.’

‘Oh.’

You looked at him sheepishly, great, he now thought you were dumb. So much for him patching you up all the time. Whilst Nat was being mean he had removed your boot & sock placing a pack of frozen peas on your ankle.

‘Regardless, you don’t leave her in pain, even if she is insane. You should have called me Bambi, not Romanoff’ He booped your nose as he said it & you wanted to kiss him, you never thought you’d find someone who would put up with your idiotic tendencies & offer to still fix you injuries despite them being self-inflicted most of the time.

Yes, you were an Avenger, but you were an accident-prone clumsy Avenger. It’s not like you were the alien fighting breed of Superhero you hung around with, you were silent, stealthy on flat smooth surfaces & tried to use your intelligence to cripple the enemy. You were a hacker, The Viper, with some fighting skills, you just fell over more than your counterparts which always seemed to startle your enemies & usually worked in your favour.

‘You’ll change your mind when I tell you how she got shot.’ You nearly interjected at that, he really didn’t need to know about the incident. At her words Bucky moved himself in-between your legs, caging you face in his hands, running his eyes over you like he was looking for injuries.

‘You were shot Bambi?’ The concern on his features made you want to cry, he looked pained.

You nodded lifting your shirt to show him the scar, his fingers were brushing over it, looking at you intensely, the puddle he left you in just from his fingertips against your skin meant you weren’t walking anytime soon, sprained ankle or not.

‘I’m fine now, promise.’ You wrapped your legs around his waist & arms around his neck to cuddle him.

‘You need to keep your foot elevated, Doll.’

With a mischievous brow wiggle at Bucky telling him to play along you placed the peas on his shoulder, being as graceful as you could manage you manoeuvred your ankle to sit on top, this would shut Nat up & hopefully stop her telling Bucky about the time you accidentally shot yourself. His eyes were wide, he wrapped his arm around your back & slid you to the edge of the counter, your centre now pressed against his hard abdomen with the other leg hooked around his waist. Like any moment with Bucky his hands were clutching your face & his lips were situated at your ear ready to have you melted into the counter at whatever he was about to say but was annoyingly interrupted by the redhead looking disgusted at the sight at your side.

As you suspected, it worked like a charm. ‘Eww you guys are gross, Tony they’re fucking on the counter.’ Nat whined immediately leaving your vicinity.

Without even a glance in your direction he waved his hand like he was decreeing a new law, ‘No fornication on communal furniture kids, Tin Man you better not be violating my eldest child in the same room as me.’

‘So privately is ok?’

Tony’s eyes shot up meeting Bucky’s with a raised brow.

‘Noted, excuse us guys we’re going to be busy for the next hour … or two.’ 

He picked you up from the counter in a fireman’s lift not being able to resist patting your backside.

‘Bucky, Jesus. Put me down.’ Despite enjoying the view of his ass, you were not loving the upside-down view of the world.

‘No can-do Bambi, you’re injured, gotta take care of ya’ he collected your handbag & jacket then plucked Burtie out of Peter’s arms.

As he walked out of the common room he decided on the rest of the night’s plan, ‘You fancy watching a movie Doll?’

‘Sure Bucky Bear. How about 50 first dates? Maybe we could get some tips!’

He laughed as he ran down the hall with you both to your bedroom, once you got all settled & snuggled up you watched a film that you forgot was all about someone with amnesia. You pointed out the irony & Bucky thought it was hilarious once you started apologising about how close to home it was for him but he wouldn’t let you turn it off, he knew he would do exactly the same as the film if you didn’t remember who he was every day.

Natasha observed with increasing curiosity you & Bucky strolling into the conference room hand in hand, she could see Tony & the PR manager waiting for you & wondered why you were meeting with them. Rebecca usually only got involved with the team if Bruce was let loose or if one of Tony’s hook ups were doing a kiss & tell, maybe people were getting pissed at you both being together, stealing focus from saving the world or maybe it was something more, as Burtie tried to gnaw at her fingers she sat patiently formulating a plan to get to the bottom of whatever was going on. 

After fixing you & Bucky a coffee you sat down at his side waiting for whatever this impromptu meeting was about, as Rebecca set up her tablet with Tony’s ridiculously complicated interface you twiddled your thumbs.

‘Hey, Bucky?’

‘Yeah?’

‘If you could be any kind of fruit, which fruit would you be?’

He couldn’t help but laugh at the ridiculous question, where the hell you plucked these thoughts from in your brain he didn’t know.

‘Don’t laugh at me, it’s an actual legitimate question, it’s like a personality test, so if you say tomato you’d be a sociopath or something.’

‘I wasn’t laughing at you Bambi, promise. Just love how your brain works sometimes.’

You were beaming, ‘so what would you be?’

‘uhm … I would be a watermelon.’

You gasped, ‘My favourite.’

‘I know Doll.’

‘What do you think I would I be?’

‘A peach.’

‘A Peach?’ 

You didn’t see Tony roll his eyes & fake wretch at the completely lame pick-up line which obviously was a swing & a miss, you completely skipped what he was hinting at. You thought of a peach, you loved peaches, sweet, fuzzy on the outside, soft on the inside, with a stone in the centre. Oh. Was that what Bucky thought of you? Your face dropped & he noticed straight away but before he could clarify why & stop you spiralling Rebecca started the meeting.

You sat dejected trying to think over what Bucky had just said, surely, he didn’t mean it like you interpreted, instead of getting lost in your head you decided to let it go until after the meeting & you could ask him. Mis-communication was not going to be your downfall in this operation or friendship, apart from the obvious non-communication about the growing feelings for the father of your dog & coffee robot.

‘So far, the public generally are accepting the relationship with open arms as we predicted, opinion is lifted & the additional organic content you are producing is only enhancing it.’

You lifted your head ‘What organic content?’

‘You were spotted at the movies & food festival, there was also a picture circulating from game night, Steve’s selfie managed to capture you both in the background cuddling & then the puppy picture you posted which the public have lapped up’

‘A big beefy guy with a puppy works every time, but what do you mean by generally accepting?’ Something about that phrase was bugging you.

At the click of a button Rebecca pulled up some comments on social media showing that some people weren’t quite buying the story being portrayed to them.

‘I know we can’t expect everyone to react positively, but these accounts have some chunky followings & if it picks up that the whole thing is fake then it could backfire.’

Bucky shuddered at the word fake, none of it was to him, all those moments he wasn’t thinking of how it was being perceived, even in the coffee shop after you held his hand he forgot it was part of the plan, he was just enjoying being connected to you. Sandwiching your little hand between his, enjoying feeling your soft skin, imagining how big his cock would look with your fingers wrapped around it. 

‘What are you suggesting?’

Tony smirked, after your text exchange the day before you were dreading what was about to come out of his mouth.

‘I know we said a bit of hand holding & sitting near one another would be sufficient, but you have a dinner date tonight where a photographer will be taking a couple of pictures maybe a kiss would help shut those stories down before they gain traction.’

‘Absolutely not Stark, you can’t expect her to do that.’ Bucky was livid that he was suggesting this, he didn’t want his first kiss with you to be for show, he wanted it to mean something to you both, to be as real as his feelings were for you.

Wow, ouch, why was the thought of kissing you making him so mad? You tried not to get offended, but it was a bit of an ego blow, most guys wouldn’t care so much & just give you a kiss for the camera, apparently not Bucky Barnes. 

‘It’s not an order, just a suggestion, a little peck on the lips nothing serious.’ Tony’s dismissive tone infuriated you sometimes.

‘She shouldn’t have to be forced into doing something she isn’t comfortable for this circus.’

‘Just think about it, like I said, it’s a suggestion. Don’t pretend to me like you’ve not done anything, you’re practically humping in front of the team on the regular these days.’

You had been quiet up until now, Bucky seemed to be doing all the pushing back needed with Tony but to have someone presume complete false information didn’t fly with you.

You sat forward from your chair looking at Tony in dismay ‘Pardon me?’

‘You heard me kid.’

‘We’ve not done anything Tony. We’re just fucking around with them, pretending we’re together.’

‘Pretending, sure.’

‘What’s that supposed to mean?’

‘You must be a hell of an actress.’

‘Enough.’ Bucky raised his voice, he needed to stop this building into an argument, he hated the thought of you falling out with Tony over this, over him.

‘Come on Bucky, meetings over.’ You grabbed his hand & stormed out the room.

You were silent in the march to your bedroom, you didn’t know what to feel, humiliation at Tony’s brazenness, embarrassment at Bucky not wanting to kiss you, devastation at the peach thing, it was all swirling & overwhelming you.

‘Bambi, come sit, you need to calm down.’ Bucky lead you to the armchair in the corner of your living space & pulled you onto his lap like it was second nature, he could tell you were spiralling from everything that had just occurred, his large palm was draped across your knees anchoring you to him & the other tracing up & down your spine as your breathing slowly returned to a normal level. 

‘I’m so sorry Bucky that was so embarrassing for him to suggest that we’ve been doing stuff & we should kiss. I get it if you don’t want to, it’s fine. We’re fine. Everything’s fine. But what was the peach thing about? Do you really think I have a heart of stone, at first I was like, that’s cute I love peaches, their sweet but they have a stone for a heart, do you really think that? I don’t think I do, I think I’m nice, might not be kissable nice but nice, I think I’m nice to you & everyone, yeah trying to pretend to our friends is mean & I guess I’m not usually mean but they followed me once when they thought I was on a date so I’m teaching them a lesson but maybe it’s too mean’ you couldn’t stop rambling on once you saw his face drop, he probably wasn’t expecting you to come out & ask like the idiot you were.

‘Look at me sweetheart.’ He held your face & kissed your forehead to try & calm you down, it worked instantly, all you could think at that minute how he was so good to you, so patient & kind.

‘Let’s start with the peach, absolutely no chance, in no way nor in any universe would I think you have a heart of stone, darling you, precious you, are currently sat on the lap of someone who was once a brain washed assassin & don’t think badly of him for it, don’t judge or fear him. You have a heart of gold.’

‘Oh, sorry I ….’

‘Don’t you dare say sorry, I should have told you that when I said it because firstly, peaches are my favourite fruit.’

‘Your favourite?’ Your eyes lit up & the sunshine he loved returned to your face.

‘Yes, my absolute favourite, they’re also very sweet & soft just like you but also how do I say this right, it’s a line from that movie you love, you, my sweet soft Bambi have an absolutely breath-taking hiney.’

You leaned forward cackling laughing at what he said, you couldn’t believe he remembered that line & also was trying to tell you that you have a peachy bottom, you needed to thank Natasha later for all the squats she subjects you to whenever you’re training with her.

‘As for Tony’s suggestion, I didn’t want you to feel like you had to do it for a picture, to awkwardly kiss someone you’ve never kissed before in a restaurant & have someone taking a picture. I didn’t want you to lower yourself to that. Your dignity is not worth a better reputation for me.’

You took in his words, there was the gentleman you knew, why did your brain think the worst instead of knowing that Bucky always thought of what was right & not with his dick like most men, maybe you overreacted slightly at Tony. Having a quick kiss would probably would shut people up, but Bucky was right, it would be too awkward & obviously fake if a photographer captured a staged first-time kiss. As quickly as the thought occurred to you, you said it out loud.

‘Maybe if we had a practice kiss first it wouldn’t be as awkward.’

Bucky’s head shot up, he looked at you like you were an alien not speaking his language because it sounded to him like you said you wanted to practice kissing. He had died & somehow ended up in heaven? Maybe all the times he had controlled himself around you, you the literal angel in his lap got him a ticket through the pearly gates either that or this was actually happening. Life wasn’t that kind to him, surely?

‘Well if you were to agree to a kiss on our date Bambi then practicing first might be a good plan.’ You didn’t miss the way his eyes were laser focused on your lips or him wetting his own with his tongue, you may have bitten yours watching him do it because you felt a vibranium thumb touching your bottom lip to release it from your teeth whist your head was being manoeuvred slightly on its axis by the big hand embracing your face. 

Your lips were like magnets finding their way to each other, as if on instinct your legs found their way to either side of Bucky’s thighs not breaking the kiss for a second, you were connected by a force that couldn’t be parted once they met. It wasn’t a respectful kiss, it was an ‘I love you, can’t live without you’ kind of kiss & if those words were never confessed he wanted to convey it in whatever way he could with his mouth. 

Your fingers ran their way through Bucky’s silky soft hair, your brain was empty & completely immersed focusing on the pillowy lips parting & tongue caressing yours, he couldn’t help his hands roaming around to try & pull you as closely as he could to you. You clearly were feeling things the same as him from all the moaning & writhing you were doing in his lap, neither of you wanted it to end. Trying to control his aching cock was proving difficult & as you ground down on him, his hardness jolted you back into the real world, he was hard for you. 

You slowly pulled back, reluctantly retreating from his kiss, the best kiss you’d ever had, it was silly really, this relationship & this kiss, the fake relationship & kiss was the best you’d ever experienced, Bucky was the best man you had experienced full stop. You sighed & as you peered into the most beautiful ocean eyes you realised that this would probably end in heartbreak for you, you loved him, maybe you always did, but there was no way Bucky Barnes would ever love you back like that.

Bucky could see how deep in thought you were, maybe he took it too far, got a bit too handsy with you or it might be the erection currently pressed against you making you uncomfortable. He broke the silence hoping that some levity would bring you out of your head.

‘I think we would be asked to leave the restaurant if we did that over dinner.’

You chuckled & appreciated him not making it awkward, you rested your forehead on his shoulder.

‘We’d be on the news if the photographer was capturing it too, might be worth it to piss off Tony.’

‘I’d rather not get skinned alive.’

And just like that you were back to your usual selves.

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You were nervous & wearing a hole in the plush carpet you were currently pacing on waiting for the second mission; Dinner. Bucky was insistent on picking you up at your door like a gentleman & you hoped he wouldn’t be able to see the mound of rejected outfits in your closet, not that you were making an effort. You had eventually settled on a silk leopard print skirt with a thigh high slit, a tucked in skin tight black cami showing a bit of cleavage & some nude heels that elongated your legs perfectly.

Three gentle taps on the door sounded just as you secured your earring, you shook your hands, let out a big breath & opened up to see the most beautiful man holding the most beautiful bouquet of sunflowers with a big smile on his face.

You were fucked & so utterly gone for this man.

‘Bucky, these are beautiful, thank you.’

‘My ma’ would throttle me if I showed up to a beautiful girls door ready to take her out & not have any flowers to give her.’

You pinched his little dimpled chin between your thumb & finger ‘that’s so sweet, she raised you well.’ He leaned into your palm kissing your skin gently.

After quickly filling the sink & placing the flowers carefully in them you were ready to go, before setting off you looked your super solider up & down, he was so handsome in his black dinner jacket & jeans combo, he blushed at you checking him out.

‘Like what you see Bambi?’ 

‘You look so handsome Bear, but take your gloves off, you don’t ever need them around me, ok?’

‘Ok Doll, you look absolutely stunning, I’d have said it earlier, but you took my breath away, so I couldn’t speak.’

You giggled at his shameless flirting, he did make you feel so special all the time & if this is all you ever had with him, it wasn’t so bad.

Given that you were wearing a skirt Bucky drove you to the restaurant, he couldn’t keep his eyes off you in the car, all he could think about your lips against his, you grinding against him on his lap & wanting to run his fingers up & down your folds as you sat in his passenger seat wearing that sinful skirt. He was fully hard & aching for you, he’d been in a constant state of arousal the minute you suggested practicing kissing, it was a continual battle for Bucky not to rip of your clothes & bury his cock inside you, with consent of course.

The restaurant was quiet, far too fancy for Bucky’s taste, the snobbery was reflected in every square inch of the place with the over modernisation of furniture & light fittings, he felt like he was in an episode of Star Trek looking at some of the cuboid chairs.

The maître d' led you to your booth, the lowlight of the room combined with each table perfectly placed under a soft spotlight made you feel completely secluded & in your own bubble, if there were other people there you wouldn’t have known, it was just you & your super solider. You suspected Tony had purchased a few tables around yours so that you could have some privacy or more likely, so that the photographer could get a clear shot of the pair of you.

Every step of the way he was the perfect gentleman, opening the car door, offering his hand as you exited, making sure you were the first through every entrance, pulling out your chair, letting you order first, it was such a contrast to any other date you had been on before, you knew it wasn’t a ploy to sleep with you or impress you, it was just who Bucky was. He did try to impress you when he was offered wine to taste & attempted to be as debonair as possible but fell flat on his face with it when he opened his mouth about the notes, you both were laughing & had no doubt you were pissing off the other diners. Not that you cared.

‘I know you’re probably used to all this with Tony but do you actually like this kind of thing Doll?’ he asked gesturing to the cutlery lined up, all the unnecessary plates & glasses on the table.

‘God no, give me a sofa, pizza & cuddles any day over this.’

One look at the entrée that appeared as if from nowhere over his shoulder & he looked traumatised. You couldn’t help but giggle at his expression.

‘We might have to get one on the way home after this if their portions don’t improve.’

You felt bad that he was going to have to essentially starve himself for the evening whilst you did this, he had a high metabolism thanks to the serum so an endless pit of hunger & this sorry excuse for a meal wouldn’t touch the sides. 

Between teeny tiny courses you were glued to his side, the physical affection came naturally to you with Bucky, he was so warm & even though covered in well honed muscle so comfy to snuggle up to, you noticed his hand constantly on your exposed thigh, every touch higher igniting you. 

You had just finished a pea mousse monstrosity & glanced up at Bucky, his eyes met yours instantly, you loved the way he angled his face down to look at you without needing to pull away, ‘When should we kiss?’ his eyes immediately dropping to your mouth as the question was asked, his tongue darted across his bottom lip.

‘Now seems a pretty good time Bambi, you ready?’ Your eyes were closing & his lips were already pressed to yours as he finished speaking, like last time his big hand held your face securely & it was electric, how was it a better kiss than the first? You behaved yourself as much as you could & kept it appropriate for the most part, hopefully no one in the restaurant was paying attention, as you parted lips Bucky followed up with a smaller more delicate kiss. He was a master at kissing, you wondered when his last kiss was because if he was going on muscle memory alone he must have had a hell of a lot of practice at one point in his life.

‘I hope they managed to get that on camera.’

‘Oh yeah, what if they missed it?’ Your face was still in his hands & you were looking at him so innocently as you said it, as if you weren’t expecting him to say what he was about to.

‘Maybe we should do it again & make sure this time.’ 

‘Yeah, can’t let Tony down.’

His lips were on yours again, this time it was a smashing against each other kiss, you exuded as much force as he did to meet each other’s mouth, you hand was holding on to the back of his neck & you didn’t miss the moan from Bucky when you tugged on his hair. Again, almost inappropriate but you walked a fine line before relenting to move away from each other when the waiter cleared his throat to take away your plates.

You were intoxicated in his arms, drunk on him without having a single drop to drink, you didn’t ever want your mouth to be parted from his, it was like he had a spell on you that you couldn’t break, not that you wanted to.

Your lips found his again, connecting less frantically than the last but combined with his hand sliding up the slit in your skirt & gripping your flesh you had to anchor yourself to the booth otherwise you would have ended up in his lap again, you needed to grind on him to relieve some of the tension building within you. It was the sweetest torture you had ever known.

For the rest of the meal you were in a cycle of kissing & courses, courses & kissing, finding any excuse to connect your lips, ‘the photographer might be in the bathroom’, ‘the pictures might be out of focus’, ‘the photographer might have had a phone call’. As soon as the words were uttered your lips would meet again sometimes frantically other times soft, eventually the course stopped coming & you were ushered out of the place both of you laughing at how eager they were for you to leave.

The pizza you ordered in the car met you at the tower, you heart soared when Bucky picked you up & twirled you in the air before paying for the food, despite you insisting it was just pizza Bucky adored you for the gesture.

You woke up surrounded by warmth, you had spent the rest of the night feeding each other pizza cuddled up together with Burtie it just felt right that he stayed over. You glanced over your shoulder at the Super Soldier wrapped around you, he was just so pretty when he slept never mind with a puppy nuzzled against him. You stupidly picked up your phone & noticed a text from Tony.

You lay back in your bed, engulfed in comfort & smiled to yourself at the sunflowers sat on your bedside table. Without thinking you snapped a picture & uploaded it. You didn’t care if you were both in denial if this was the result. 

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🎟 mini movie theatre

Bucky being grumpy coz it’s been 3 days since he has eaten you out coz you get so excited and turned on and skips foreplay.but now he’s had enough🫣😂

A Taste Of You

Summary: this is part of my funfair celebration under the 'mini movie theatre' category and well making bucky wait is the absolute worse you can do to him.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1.6k || Dividers: @firefly-graphics

Warnings: bucky barnes, filth, smut, oral fem receiving, praise kink, clothes being ripped, dom sub kinda dynamic?, dom bucky, feral bucky, just bucky is a warning.

A.N: ma'am you're making me sin and simp for this man too much. i absolutely love it.

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Bucky huffs at your message, annoyance radiates through him. 

Your flight was delayed, which meant it would be pushing to the three day mark.

Three days without holding you. 

Three days without hearing your laugh in the same room as him.

Three days without your kisses.

Three days without his head being buried between your thighs.

That last thought had him ebbing towards annoyance. He licks his lips and before his actual brain can catch up, his not-so-little brain is typing out the message and sending it.

Bucky: Get all the rest you need on the flight and at the layover, you won’t be able to get out of bed once you’re here.

When his actual brain reads the message again, it agrees. You made him like this, addicted to you. Addicted to your heart, mind, lips, body, the way he felt every shiver when his hands would trace upon your skin.

The way your heart would beat erratically as he guided your hips over his own when you would straddle him.

Your soft needy, whimpers when he would taste you, tongue buried deep, devouring at your entrance, sucking on your clit.

Just the remembrance of you under him had him hard and his tongue moving over his lips as though to collect the remnants of your orgasm, just a taste more before he would devour you again, then sheath himself in your warmth.

Moaning your name, praising you for taking every bit of him. Praising you for being so good. Watching your skin flush and wetness grow at his words. Whispering the filth that would not end until you came for him undone with the softest of caresses.

He thinks back to the night before your flight, he was eager to have the taste of you upon his tongue. Allowing him to carry you through his days without you. However, to his delight and disdain you wanted him to stretch you apart. Fuck you, fill you up.

Who was Bucky to deny your mewls and pleas?

He remembers how your skin tasted, a mix of sweat, your lotion’s fragrance lingering lightly, your scent, your arousal, him all mixed into this hedonistic combination. He stayed buried in the sheets after he dropped you to the airport.

His cock sends a painful burn through him, he knew thinking of you in this way was painful. Because the only respite for you came from you. He would be damned if he let you have your way tonight.

He smirks at your reply, a teasing image of you wearing lingerie you purchased while on the trip, no doubt your best friends pushed you for it, he’s grateful. The colour of the lace against your skin, the way the material hugged your form, Bucky wanted to rip it off but also leave it on.

He responds with his predicament, you laugh reading the message.

You: I can offer the solution when I land.

Bucky:  tease.

You: as if you aren’t.

Bucky:  oh sweetheart, you’re in for a treat tonight.

Bucky stands back from the crowd at the arrival gate, even at one in the morning there was no shortage, he spots you as you search for him in the scarcer occupied areas. Your gaze meets his and the smile that graces your face warms his heart. 

He begins to move towards you and you to him. Almost like magnets approaching. Your luggage trolley half abandoned and you bound the last few steps to him, Bucky lifts you up, your legs wrap around him and his forehead rests against your own.

“I missed you.” He confesses, his words breathless because his chest stops aching, because you’re back in his arms, back to him.

“I missed you too.” You whisper against his lips your own voice uneven, your lips meet his own.

You can feel the slightly raised portion from where he probably gnawed at it nervously, he hisses into your mouth as you tug upon the very portion. Bucky’s hand moves along your back drawing you closer as his tongue moves against yours, he allows you to part from him to breathe.

“I have two.” You murmur, his brows furrow, then his blue eyes sparkle, as his pupils widen at the prospect.

“Good, because I have decided to rip it off of you.” He promises, setting you down to walk back to the car.

Bucky sits on the bed, clad only in his boxers, he could hear you putting on the lace in the bathroom. He had half a mind to barge in and rip it off. He decided to keep his patience for a while more. 

He could almost taste his reward. 

When you step out, your gaze on the floor and then towards him. His lips part as his eyes map out every inch of you. 

“Fuck, sweetheart.” He breathes, sitting up, you move to the bed, straddling him. A low moan as your cunt sits right upon his hardened cock.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous. All mine.” His hands move from your hips to your breasts, your nipples hardened against the fabric as he explores your skin.

Bucky’s vibranium fingers move around the hem of the fabric, teasing your nipples with the slightest of touches. You arch your back, grinding down as the tendrils of pleasure deep into you from your clit.

“Can feel you soaking my cock right through this fabric, pretty girl.” He whispers, rolling your left nipple and his lips trace over your neck. You preen.

“So wet for me? Did you think about my cock while you were gone? About my tongue?” He lowers the lace, your head thrown back as he takes one nipple into his mouth. He lets go and blows upon it, you grind down harder against him.

He takes your other nipple into his mouth, biting down upon it, your hands have a mind of their own moving towards his waistband to free his cock.

“Bucky—,” Your eyes widen when he grabs your hands, turning so you’re under him.

“I thought today, today she will be patient.” He shakes his head, your brows furrow.

“I thought—,”

“I only want moans coming out of that mouth.” He instructs, then your hear the fabric of the panties tear, cold air against your aching core has you shiver, Bucky pushes you down as he moves between your thighs. 

“Buck—,” Your plea to him is cut off as his tongue moves over your folds and he moans at your taste. 

“So fucking pretty, all for me.” He praises, lips latching onto your clit, he sucks upon it, sending jolts through you. 

Your thighs clench and he only hums in pleasure as you moan his name wanton with need for more. 

His index finger traces over your entrance, slowly sinking in, you clench around his finger. 

“So eager.” A second finger added, you clench your thighs again, as a warning for his fingers to not retreat out. 

But Bucky smirks, as you clench around nothing, your eyes find his glistening fingers as he sucks upon them. 

“Going to eat you out so good.” His fingers pump in and out at a slow pace, the way his teeth slightly tug on your clit you cry out, fingers finding his hair. 

Pulling him closer and pushing him away when his stimulus is too much. 

Bucky takes his sweet time, increasing and decreasing his pace as he pleases, he loves the way your thighs clench and you try to close them when his movements become too much. 

He keeps edging you, smirking when you become a mess of his moans and letting him know how close you are, tears spring to your eyes as three of his fingers are inside you, they fill you up. You meet the thrusts with movements of your hips. 

His tongue languid, leisurely sending sparks of pleasure to your clit. His vibranium thumb circles around your clit, your slick drips down to his palm. The cold mixed with the heat building in your abdomen. 

“Bucky please, please—,” you beg, his movements pick up pace and you shake as your orgasm finally crashes into you. Bliss carrying you and the aftershocks aggravated by his continued circles on your clit. 

You tug on his hair, waiting to taste yourself on his lips, he always enjoyed showing you how much he relished devouring you. 

His fingers pause inside you as he meets your lips. You moan into his mouth. 

He begins to move his fingers again, you part away from his lips as they attach to your neck, sucking on the spot the draws the prettiest moans from you. 

“Bucky, please, need you.” You beg, your hand wrapping around his bicep. 

“Oh no sweetheart, it has been more than four days since I have tasted you. I’m absolutely hungry, and you’re the most decadent treat for me. So go on spread those pretty legs, tangle those sweet fingers in my hair. You aren’t going anywhere till I’m full. Then maybe, maybe I will fill you up too.” He places a soft kiss to your jaw, parting your thighs again. 

His eyes are only a thin ring of blue as he admires your arousal only increasing for him. 

“See, she wants me to have my full.” He smirks, your clit pulses in anticipation. 

His lips wrap around your clit, his fingers brush over the spot that he knows like the back of his own hand. 

“Moan for me sweetheart, need to hear you fall apart for me.” He hums in delight as his fingers circle over the spot inside you, your moans reach his ears. 

He smirks against you clit, yeah he was definitely rewarded for his patience. 

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