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| bucky barnes |
Warnings : No plot, Unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), Mirror sex, Edging, Choking, Hair Pulling and Degradation [basically the entire pack]
Word Count : 1.25 k
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Tears started to well up your eyes as you tried to choke back your moans, your eyes fixated on his through the mirror as the super-soldier used you for his pleasure, not giving a fuck about the fact that your body was more or less limp in his hands. If it wasn’t for his flesh arm tightening his hold over your waist while the other grabbed your throat, you would probably be splayed on the bed by now.
You had no idea who suggested it first and how, perhaps you’d had too much to drink and slipped the little secret out. Whatever be the reason, it had led to this, Bucky fucking you mercilessly with your back facing him as the two of you maintained eye contact through the mirror. There was something so intimate about this, the way you could watch him staring at you with glittering blue eyes as if he could see right through your soul. You noticed each of his actions carefully, the way a muscle ticked in his jaw every time he hit that sweet spot, the way he smirked just a little when he felt yourself tightening around him, the way his hold on your neck released just a little when you released a choked moan, only to tighten again.
“B-Bucky.” Your voice almost surprised you. The way he’d turned you into a stuttering mess, you could barely speak, your voice a mere whisper. He knew it too, the way his lips curved into a cocky, self satisfied smirk.
“What is it, doll?” He hummed. “Can’t understand what you’re tryna say ‘till you use proper sentences, can I?”
You knew exactly where this was going, you’d been there on multiple occasions. He was going to edge you. Edge you until you would be blabbering, your words incoherent as you begged him for your release, calling you all sorts of filthy names to make sure it was just he who had this power and effect over you. He’d make you cry for it-cry for him.
“Please, Bucky.” Whispering, you dug your nails into the arm around your waist, showing him how bad you needed it.
“What did I say about full sentences?” His metal arm left your throat only to tug at your hair, hard. Your head fell back, resting against his shoulder as he planted a soft kiss over your forehead gently caressing your hair, his voice surprisingly soft yet raspy. “Doll, we can either do it the easy way or make it hard for you. You know that, right?”
Your hair were yanked back again in order to remind you to answer.
“Y-yes.” You mumbled, controlling your breath but failing miserably. “Yes, we can.”
“Good girl.” You could sense the smile radiating on his face at the words. “Now tell me, what do you want?”
He didn’t stop using your hole while he teased you, his thrusts slow yet hard as he pushed all the way in-so deep you could feel him assaulting your cervix. Your eyes closed shut, trying your best to avoid the coil tightening in your stomach, ready to burst every time he hit that one sweet spot.
“I-I want to cum.”
A sharp stinging sensation brought you back to your senses as you noticed a red mark over your inner thigh where his hand just landed. Your eyes brimmed with tears, unsure of whether it was the pain or pleasure. His hand cupped your jaw, forcing your gaze back to the mirror. An almost pornographic moan escaped your lips as you noticed him buried ball deep inside you.
“Come on, baby.” He tutted. “You can do better than that.”
“I-I want you to-fuck.” You gasped as he snapped his hips harshly against yours, a strand falling his forehead as he picked pace, your hand itching to brush it off. “I want y-you to make me cum on your cock.”
“That’s better.” He growled, his eyes trailing over your entire body through the mirror, goosebumps erupting on your skin under the intensity of his gaze. The arm that had been snaked around your waist for support let go, finding it’s way to your breasts, pinching and twisting at the nipples. You tried to balance yourself on your wobbling knees. “Wanna cum so bad, don’t you?”
You were fucked dumb, so deep absorbed in pleasure and the feeling of his cock thrusting in and out that his words or your surroundings made no sense. You nodded furiously at whatever he said, only to get smacked on your breast, the sound echoing in the room.
“If I don’t hear words coming out of that sweet little mouth of yours, I’ll make sure you don’t get to cum, you whore.” His metal arm applied pressure on your neck making it hard to breath. You choked out a cry, mascara running down your eyes making him release his hold just enough to let you breath. “Wouldn’t even fight that, huh? Because you’re all mine. And I get to do whatever I want to you however the fuck I want and you take it because you’re nothing but a little slut,” He groaned, hot breath tickling the back of your neck. “my little slut.”
“P-Please let me cum Bucky.” You looked into his eyes, pleading although you were sure mercy had been long forgotten the moment he entered you.
“Who’s little slut are you?” He toyed with your nipple, grunting as he felt himself nearing as you milked all his length.
“Yours.” You gasped. “Your little slut, all yours-oh my God-”
His metal arm let go of your throat, reaching down to the bundle of nerves between your legs, the cool metal rubbing and twisting your nub as you felt the orgasm at your brink, there was no way in hell you could wait any longer. You whimpered at his mercy, more or less dying for that one word to make yourself come undone. And as his eyes found you through the mirror, noticing yours all puffed up and red from the tears, your cheeks painted in mascara, because of him-for him, he lost it.
A loud cry left your throat, toes curling as you finally let go. Every nerve cell in your body ignited as you felt the waves of the most intense orgasm you’d ever experienced wash over you. Your vision blinded as you tried your best to maintain eye contact through the mirror-just as you had been ordered.
“Jesus, fuck. You gotta-” The obscene sounds of his sweaty skin slapping against yours filled the room as he growled, hips snapping harshly as he prolonged you orgasm, pinching the bud between your legs. Stilling for a second, he bit down on your neck as he burst inside you, fucking you sloppily through your climax.
He let go of your body, making you fall down on the mattress with a thud, too fucked up to care about anything as you tried to catch your breath. He layed down next to you, gently holding you by your hand, pulling you towards him as you rested your head over his chest. His hands rubbed circles over your back, helping you come down from your high.
“You did so well, doll.” A soft flutter of a kiss over your head made your lips curve upwards. “my doll.”