#chi‘s lemon

[little-diable]

Love Me Tonight - Stucky x fem!reader (smut)

2/3 imagines for my Valentine's bingo by @venomsilk Enjoy my loves. xxx

Summary: Bucky and the reader try to enjoy their last few days together before he leaves for the war. But one night, as Steve stays over, the two are a bit too loud behind closed doors, luring their friend into their bedroom.

Warnings: 18+, mutual masturbation (f and m), blowjob, threesome, degrading, dom!Bucky, sub!reader, sub!Steve, unprotected sex, p in v, slight breeding kink

Pairing: Bucky x fem!reader, Steve x fem!reader

Squares filled: mutual masturbation x first love x exhibitionism (2.5k words)

Header by @hidingsikki

“You look gorgeous, doll.” Bucky was standing behind (y/n), dressed in his uniform, wearing his signature smile. Their eyes met in the mirror as they kept studying one another for a few moments before (y/n) reached for his hand.

“I love you, James.” Their sweet moment was short lived, interrupted by the sound of somebody impatiently knocking on their front door. With a kiss pressed to her cheek, he left their bedroom, greeting Steve who had been pacing in front of their door for a few minutes now.

In a few days time Bucky would leave his home behind, he was praying at night that he’d make it back to her, a return of victory. Tonight they’ll celebrate together, their love, their friendship, and the better days to come. Tonight they’ll give into their emotions, clinging to one another as alcohol buzzes through their veins.

The night was cold, forcing (y/n) closer to her lover, intently listening to the words Steve and Bucky exchanged, talks about the war and weapons, politics she tried to follow. Somewhere along the way (y/n) found her attention slipping, thoughts circling around Bucky and their relationship.

He was her first love, the first man she had kissed, the first man she had allowed to step into her bedroom, clinging together with sweaty bodies and racing hearts. He was her first and would hopefully be her last - if he’d return from the war.

“You’re awfully quiet, doll.” Bucky squeezed her waist, ripping her out of her thoughts with a frown tugging on his features. He knew well enough that she was worried, about him and his life, about the war and the lives lost at the front. Worries that clouded her thoughts with every rising of another day.

“Don’t worry about me.” She pressed a kiss to his lips before they stepped into the small diner, finding comfort in a quiet corner. Whenever her eyes would flicker to Steve's he’d try to turn from her with blushing cheeks, still not used to having her around, after all those years.

Even though (y/n) and Bucky had been dating for a while, Steve had always struggled to adjust to her, he was averting his gaze with red tinted cheeks and sweaty palms. He’d never talk to her, would change the topic whenever tried to ask him something, anything to keep their conversation going. And even though (y/n) had tried to ignore his awkward behaviour, she couldn’t help but wonder why he was desperately trying to avoid having to share a single word with her.

“Steve,” his name rolled off her tongue before she could stop herself. Both Steve and Bucky fell quiet, eyes focused on (y/n). “What did I do to you? Why do you keep ignoring me?”

For a second an awfully tense silence engulfed the three, drowning out the sounds of the busy diner. But before Steve could part his lips with his wide eyes set on (y/n), Bucky wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling his lover closer with his raspy laughter rumbling through him, “You see, doll. Steve here has a small crush on you. Nothing to worry about.”

She could only watch how the young man sank lower in his seat, eyes trying to burn a hole into the ground that could swallow him whole. Her hand reached for Steve's, she squeezed it with a soft smile thrown his way, silently apologising for asking about his off behaviour towards her. And with Bucky pushing their conversation into another direction, the evening kept on passing by.

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“Are you sure Steve should sleep on the couch? It’s so uncomfortable.” With a groan spilling from his lips, Bucky rose from his position, lips no longer pressed against her naked chest. He was clearly annoyed, not expecting Steve’s name to roll off her tongue as he was kissing his way down her body.

“What? Should he join us?” Sarcasm dripped from his words, lips searching hers to shut the frowning woman up. His touch seemed to have its effect on her, distracting her from the thought of Steve, who was sleeping in the room next to theirs. (Y/n)'s moans fell from her lips as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Bucky started to grind his bare cock against her still clothed heat, coaxing the sweetest sounds from her parted lips.

“My perfect girl, fuck, I’ll miss you, I'll miss you so much.” For a moment they held still, eyes connected, just like their racing hearts. Slowly Bucky’s hand disappeared between her thighs, he pulled her underwear down her legs, fingertips teasing her arousal covered folds. He could listen to her moans for the rest of his days, the sweetest tune to guide him through the moments where he felt lost, not knowing where to turn to. A song sung in the quiet night, engulfing him like a hug of a long lost lover.

“Don’t tease me, please. I need you.” (Y/n) tried to reach for his hand, but he didn’t give in, at least not for another moment or so.

Bucky pulled his hand away from her heat, smirking at the desperate groan that rumbled through her, already missing his touch. “Touch yourself for me, doll.”

She didn’t dare speak up, watched him with wide eyes as he sat down vis-a-vis her, hand reaching for his hard cock. Slowly, almost carefully, her fingers began to wander, she had her thighs spread for him, eyes wanting to flutter close, to relish in the relief that would flush through her any moment now, emotions flooding like a dark river. (Y/n) couldn’t put her emotions into words, she struggled to sort through the different sensations that were keeping her body hostage.

With her heat exposed to his twinkling eyes, she pushed two fingers into her heat, not able to stop the heavy moan rolling off her tongue, not stopping her head from falling back. He kept his gaze focused on her, Bucky's hand was pumping his cock, trying to match the rhythm of her fingers, wanting to keep up with (y/n) and the sounds bleeding from her lips.

“Can you do another one? Show me how you’d stretch around my cock.” His words guided her, begging her to use another finger. Another heavy moan left the panting woman, desperately trying to imagine what his cock would feel like, buried inside her cunt with his lips pressed against hers.

But before James could say another word, to guide her through her arising high, the door to their bedroom was pushed open, exposing Steve and the panicked expression that had tugged on his features. He was frozen, with his eyes set on the two naked lovers. Steve didn’t dare move, not even as (y/n) reached for the blanket, covering her goosebump covered body.

“I, uhm, I thought you were hurt.” Steve’s cheeks were burning, more red than they have ever been before. His feet kept him frozen on the spot, not knowing where to turn to as Bucky’s laughter echoed through the bedroom.

Of course this would happen, of course Steve would think that one of them was hurt.

“Come here, Steve.” Bucky’s eyes flickered to (y/n), a smile began to tug on her lips, full of excitement. The two of them had always wanted to experiment behind closed doors, wanting to invite somebody else into their home, somebody to share the night with, limbs tangled, sweat covered bodies pushed together. And even though Steve didn’t have any experience, they couldn’t help but wonder what they could turn him into.

“I, I don’t think I should.” But with another wave of his hand, Bucky forced his sweating friend to step closer, smirking as Steve took another step and another, coming to a halt next to the bench placed on the foot of their bed. Without another word spluttering from his chapped lips, he sank down on the bench, eyes finding (y/n)’s.

“Pull away the blanket, dove.” Teasingly (y/n) exposed her naked body to Steve and Bucky, smirking in victory as the small man began to shuffle around, trying to hide his growing bulge from the couple - though without any luck. “C’mon, touch yourself for us, doll.”

As if they hadn’t been interrupted by Steve, (y/n)’s fingers found their way back to her heat, circling her clit with her moans burning on her tongue. Steve had a hard time concentrating, not knowing if he should keep on watching (y/n) or Bucky. The couple found pleasure in knowing what they were doing to Steve, teasing the frowning man with their moans and groans falling freely from their lips.

“What do you say. Should we allow Steve to join?” Sweat pearled on Steve’s forehead, frozen on the bench as the words rumbled through Bucky. He had never touched a woman before, let alone another man, he would feel awfully lost between both lovers. But just the thought of feeling (y/n)’s naked body beneath his hands coaxed a small whimper out of Steve.

“Only if he can keep up with us.” She crawled towards Bucky, eyes set on Steve as she grasped her lover’s cock. A string of saliva connected her mouth and his red tip, tongue dancing up his length with a smirk tugging on her lips. Steve didn’t need to hear another command, slowly he rose from the bench, found his way to their bed.

(Y/n) reached for his hand, she pulled Steve towards her to cup his hard cock through his trousers. Their moans were getting tangled, forming unfamiliar sounds they would dream of in the upcoming nights.

“I want to taste him, can I, please?” Bucky could only chuckle at her desperation, without another warning he flipped her onto her front, palm coming down onto her behind. Steve could no longer tell if he was dreaming or not - but even if he was stuck in his imagination, he could only pray that he wouldn’t be woken from this.

“Come closer, Steve.” Positioned on all fours she waited for Steve to settle in front of her, he freed his cock from his loose pants, not knowing what he should do next. Helpless as one can be, Steve waited for (y/n) to touch him, eyes set on her lips and her twinkling eyes. Her tongue wandered along her lower lip, mouth watering at the sight of his bare cock.

“It’s okay, just let me touch you.” She tried to reassure him, slowly easing him into the rough waters his boat had found itself stuck in, not knowing where to turn to, lost like Odysseus. The moment her hand found his cock, Steve found himself fading into the nothingness, no longer could he think straight, forced to lay his trust in her.

For a moment (y/n) had to let go of Steve, hands firmly pressed into the mattress as Bucky pushed into her heat from behind. Her moans were sweeter than the singing angels, sweeter than the candy one would eat on Valentine’s day,  sweeter than the love shared between her and Bucky.

Steve could stay right there, with his eyes focused on the two - the sight alone would be enough to push him over the edge. But (y/n) desperately wanted to touch him again, she wrapped her lips around his tip, eyes set on his as he moaned at the unfamiliar touch.

“Isn’t she perfect? Wish I could take her with me, I bet she’d love to be stuffed full by all the other soldiers.” Bucky's words coaxed a moan out of (y/n) and Steve, both were long gone, focused on their pleasure and the arousal flooding through their veins like poison. Forever would they remember this night, forever would they be reminded of the excitement buzzing through them as they got lost in the night.

She bobbed her head on Steve's cock, tried to swallow him whole as Bucky kept fucking her from behind, eyes meeting Steve’s every now and then. He kept on smirking, loved sharing her with his friend, loved to watch her take care of the trembling man while he sunk deeper into her heat. Her walls clamped down on Bucky's cock whenever he’d ferociously thrust against her behind, hoping to push her over the edge with his cock rubbing against her swollen spot.

“Fuck, I-, feels so good.” Steve had a hard time articulating his feelings, lost in the moment. (Y/n) choked around him as he jerked his hips, forcing his cock further down his throat. Her glassy eyes were still full of excitement, vocal cords burning from the moans she tried to hold back.

"I could get used to this, what do you say, doll?" But she couldn't reply, had two holes stuffed to the brim with tears rolling down her cheeks. Fuck, what a sight to see. So raw, so sinful, yet so perfect. "Bet you didn't think this would happen tonight, did you, Steve?"

Steve's eyes met Bucky's teasing ones, he could only shake his head, lost in the feeling of (y/n)'s lips wrapped around his cock. Her moans shot up his spine like lighting striking the night. His head rolled back as (y/n) pulled away, desperate to catch her breath as her orgasm began to tingle through her.

It would only take a few more thrusts till she'd tumble over the edge, body held hostage by her orgasm and the feeling of both men using her body for their own release. With a heavy breath sucked into her lungs she opened her mouth once again, allowed Steve's cock to rest on her tongue. He twitched, was just as close as her, would probably cum at the same time as (y/n).

"I can feel you clenching my cock, give in, make me proud, doll." With a cry clawing through her, (y/n) gave into her orgasm. Just the sound alone was enough to pull Steve down the edge with her. His cum painted her warm cheeks, leaving his stains as desperate whines rolled off his tongue.

Steve stayed right there, placed on hiss knees with (y/n) smirking at him. Bucky was still fucking her, he was chasing his high with his fingernails digging into her skin. She hoped that he'd fill her, that he'd give in with his cock twitching inside her heat. And he did. Bucky came with a groan, he imprinted himself on her walls, heat shooting through her like an arrow being released from the tight hold.

All three collapsed on the bed with racing hearts and sweaty bodies. There was no need to share any words, at least not for a while, not till morning would rise, not till the day would come where she'd left behind on her own.

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