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Still thinking about how Sam and Bucky had legal, pre-planned authorization to fight the Flag Smashers in the finale.聽
There was a no-fly zone in effect, because guess who needs clear airspace.
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Bucky doesn鈥檛 even need to break his stride as the officers move out of the way for him. (They even address him with his military rank.)
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There was a plan of response for the attack. They were expected to be there.
Torres was probably on the app still keeping tabs on the Flag Smashers and got the signal when Karli sent it out. A plan of action likely sprung from that based on whatever intel they could get. 聽
It wasn鈥檛 a 鈥楽urprise, the Avengers are here to save the day!鈥 event. It was coordinated and calculated with law enforcement that Sam and Bucky would be key players here. We really only see the police there to secure the area around the building and keep civilians away from the fight.聽
Sam and Bucky are calling all the shots.聽
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prisonhannibal2 months ago
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"holy shit we're okay" moments after intense action scenes or fights or whatever...my weakness. so another one of those drawings from me <3
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diamondsky717a month ago
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Tony Stark has been dead for two years and he鈥檚 still living rent free inside MCU characters鈥 heads, what a king.
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mshunnybunch2 months ago
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Partners and Coworkers
Partners and Coworkers鈥 a 2021 romantic comedy film starring Anthony Mackie and Sebastian Stan. The story centers around Sam Wilson, aka the Falcon, a superhero who flies solo. But when the evil Baron Zemo threatens the wellbeing of the entire population of Earth, Sam's supervisors decide to pair him with another superhero, Bucky Barnes, aka the White Wolf, aka Sam's ex. Stopping Baron Zemo might just become the least difficult part of this new mission.
Special thanks to @magnificentcookie and @wenellyb
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becca-e-barnesa month ago
What if Bucky and the reader are in a relationship and he finds out he鈥檚 really into being a pleasure dom and wants to try it with the reader? 馃憖
Pleasure Dom Bucky, yes please 馃槱 you just know that mf would take such good care of you after a long stressful week. Honestly, this one took me a hot minute to write because I had to do some research for it lmao, I hope it鈥檚 okay!
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Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Word count: 5.6k
Summary: You have a terribly long week at work so Bucky helps you relax
Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex (wrap it pls), PleasureDom!Bucky, sub reader, pet names, praise kink, degradation, size kink, breeding kink, multiple orgasms, forced orgasm, oral (f receiving), somnophilia (done with consent established previously), daddy kink, the dog tags make an appearance, mention of safe words, overstimulation, lil voyeurism (watching yourselves in a mirror), light humiliation
Minors, do not interact
What had started out as a week with very little in your calendar soon turned into an absolute killer. You weren鈥檛 quite sure how your time got filled up so quickly, wall to wall meetings scheduled into your diary, leaving you hardly any time to even breathe. The meetings themselves weren鈥檛 even the worst part, the worst was knowing that after your work day had officially ended, you had endless catching up to do for your other projects and then all the planning for the meetings the following day. Your sleep was limited, as was Bucky鈥檚. He hated going to bed without you, tossing and turning in the sheets for hours until you eventually gave in and joined him. As the week went on you found yourself only getting more and more stressed. By Friday you were almost ready to lie in bed and not move all weekend, just hoping Monday wouldn鈥檛 bring more of the same torture.
When 5pm on Friday rolled around, Bucky was standing waiting at the door to your study, adamant that your laptop would be switched off and hidden from you all weekend, along with your work mobile. You huffed out a little tired laugh, rubbing your sleepy eyes as you surrendered your gadgets, not even wanting to put up a fight, just glad to see the back of such an awful week. Bucky had let you choose a takeout to order from, keen to get some real food in you before making sure you got a good long rest to combat those dark circles forming under your eyes. Within 20 minutes of finishing dinner, your sleepy eyes became too heavy to hold open. Bucky hated seeing you so worn out, scooping you up in his arms and carrying you to bed, thankful that you had changed into your pyjamas before the food had arrived so he wouldn鈥檛 have to disturb you too much. His heart melted at the sight of you clinging to his thin cotton pyjama top, craving the comfort his body afforded you even when you were sleeping.
But God, waking up the next morning, he was reminded of exactly how much comfort your body afforded him. Your hair was fanned out on the pillow gently, your face looking so relaxed compared to how it had been all week, long eyelashes casting shadows on your cheeks in the early morning sunlight. Your little snores were still deep but fuck, the sight of you in only his shirt and a thin pair of panties had him harder than he could鈥檝e believed possible without being touched. Suddenly, the room felt stiflingly hot, his whole body itching to touch you, to make you forget all about that terrible week, fucking all thoughts from your head until you couldn鈥檛 think of anything never mind work. He put it down to the fact that he had hardly so much as kissed you goodnight all week, his body going into overdrive from the pent up longing and frustration.
He couldn鈥檛 help how he noticed everything about your body this morning, the way your nipples pebbled quickly when he slipped his cool metal hand under your shirt to gently grab at your breasts, doing his very best to contain his satisfaction at the way you tried to lean into his touch. He also didn鈥檛 miss how your body responded when he ran one flesh finger over your clothed core, a little groan falling from your parted lips when he added a little extra pressure to your clit. He loved how your body was just so intoxicating, always ready to take him. After a few more teasing glides across your core he pulled your panties to the side, finding your body was reacting to him nicely, wetness beginning to drip from your needy hole. Without thinking, he shuffled down the bed, his tongue poked out, lapping gently at the sweet nectar he had drew from your body. He was so hard now it almost hurt, noticing how even in your sleep, the wetness between your legs only grew. Tiny whimpers fell from your lips as he pressed a metal finger to your entrance, sliding in with ease, tongue lapping gently at your clit.
鈥淪o delicious toots, takin鈥 me so well.鈥 He whispered, knowing you couldn鈥檛 hear him but still needing to tell you. Your hands grasped at the sheets, fingers gently bunching them, stirring from your sleep but not quite conscious yet. Your walls were fluttering around the single digit, your high not far away.
鈥淐hrist, Bucky.鈥 You whined, eyelids flickering open, trying to adjust to the brightness of the room and make sense of the overwhelming sensations between your legs at the same time. 鈥淲hat are you doing?鈥
鈥淗avin鈥 a little breakfast babydoll, jus鈥 let me take care of you. Wanna make you feel good all day, okay? You aren鈥檛 leavin鈥 this bed.鈥 His voice was so low and seductive, lips latching back onto your clit and his finger curling inside you. You could only nod, whining as the pleasure became too much, keening against his face to ride your orgasm out against his tongue. 鈥淭ha鈥檚 it toots, gimme more. Good girl.鈥 He encouraged, working his finger even faster, prolonging your high for as long as possible. God he got off on this, your needy moans nearly too much for him to handle. But no matter how much precum leaked from his swollen tip, no matter how badly he needed to cum, so long as you were getting off, his pleasure was only an afterthought to him.
鈥淲ell good morning to you too.鈥 You huffed out a little laugh as his finger eventually slid out of you.
鈥淪orry baby, couldn鈥檛 resist.鈥 He smirked, wiping his now glistening chin with the back of his flesh hand.
鈥淣o complaints here Buck, it was better waking up to that than an inbox full of emails.鈥 You chuckled, stroking his hair lovingly.
鈥淚t had better be, if you鈥檇 rather have the emails I鈥檇 be offended.鈥 He laughed softly stroking the inside of your thigh with his flesh thumb. 鈥淏ut if you talk about work anymore I鈥檒l have to gag you.鈥 His voice was light and teasing.
鈥淢aybe some other time Buck.鈥 You chuckled, running a hand gently through his messy bed head, your high ebbing pleasantly away as your feet hit the plush carpet of your bedroom.
鈥淎h ah ah toots, what did I tell you? You aren鈥檛 leavin鈥 this bed today. Gotta make you feel good til you can鈥檛 think of anything but me.鈥 He reached out, grabbing your legs to pull you back onto the bed, lips latched onto the soft meat of your thighs, fingernails digging into your flesh gently as he kissed you, a fire burning fiercely behind his eyes once more. God he meant it. You really weren鈥檛 going to get a minute鈥檚 rest today.
鈥淚 was thinkin鈥 babydoll, how many meetings did you have yesterday?鈥 He asked thoughtfully in between sloppy kisses to the sensitive skin of your thighs
鈥淓ight honey, why?鈥 You managed to choke out.
鈥淲anna give you that many orgasms.鈥 He stated bluntly as if it was the most normal request in the world. You knew very often Bucky got as much pleasure from making you cum as he got from cumming himself but this suggestion was something else. His lips on your thighs felt amazing, the little dusting of stubble burning as his face drifted up the inside of your legs, his eyes never leaving yours
鈥淭here鈥檚 no way I can handle eight.鈥 You whispered, losing yourself slightly to the pleasure of his mouth on your sensitive skin.
鈥淐ourse you can little slut, that鈥檚 one down, only seven to go. That鈥檒l keep you nice and busy won鈥檛 it? By the time I鈥檓 done, work will be the last thing on your mind.鈥 He made it sound so easy, so lovely, like it was absolutely manageable, enjoyable even, but you knew better than to dream of gentle orgasms, soft touches and sweet kisses. You knew that when Bucky got into the mindset that everything he did was entirely for your pleasure, it was all about tearing you orgasms from your trembling body in the quickest succession possible, one barely ending before the next began. This was the first time he had ever suggested such an intense session. His kisses got sloppier, his wet mouth making you groan as it connected with you core once more, panties pushed to the side. Fuck, his tongue felt incredible, broad, firm strokes over the entire length of your dripping sex. You pressed your lips together to stifle your noises, your hands sinking into the soft, dark hair on Bucky鈥檚 head to pull his face closer to where you needed him most.
鈥淚f you鈥檙e holdin鈥 those pretty noises back toots, I鈥檒l add another orgasm on as punishment.鈥 He quipped, mouth creating a seal around your clit before sucking hard to pull the filthiest moan from you he had ever heard. He was in his element, hard and needy and damn near ready to hump the bed beneath him for some relief but determined to absolutely wreck you before he could even think of his own pleasure. Without saying much more, he slid two metal fingers into you, admiring how they slipped in with so little resistance.
鈥淭hat鈥檚 it, oh God you take me so well. Know exactly what your body needs baby, need to be fucked like a whore don鈥檛 ya? Gonna make sure you can鈥檛 even think straight by the time I鈥檓 done with ya.鈥 He was almost growling in between little kitten licks to your clit, fingers plunging in and out of you, rubbing your silky walls perfectly.
鈥淏ucky, more, fuck.鈥 You hissed out, grinding your hips against his hand. The vibrations from the little laugh he let out in response felt amazing.
鈥淕od doll, you鈥檙e not gonna be begging for more by the time I鈥檓 done with you. Gonna have you begging me to stop. But since you were a good girl this week, I鈥檓 sure I could play nice for now.鈥 He laughed, lips and tongue crashing against your clit, fingers working faster and his eyes trained on your face as he tore another orgasm from your body. You groaned out, rutting against his face, your juices soaking his fingers and tongue as you rode out your high, panting and whimpering deliciously for him.
鈥淕ood girl honey, did so well. Want you to ride me now, yeah? Want that little body on top of me. You just gotta use me to make yourself feel good doll, don鈥檛 even worry bout makin鈥 me cum. Want as many of those pretty moans as you can give me before your legs give out.鈥 His filthy plans had you whimpering, knowing that when your legs turned to jelly from too many orgasms, that didn鈥檛 mean you鈥檇 be stopping. It just meant he would take over. You did as he asked, hopping up onto your knees while Bucky undressed himself, giving his proud, hard cock a few lazy pumps watching you remove your pyjamas. You positioned yourself above him, his metal hand lined his cock up with your soaked, already abused hole. Sinking down onto his length tore groans from both of you, Bucky鈥檚 flesh hand gripping your waist to stop himself from pushing you the whole way down too quickly.
鈥淭ightest fuckin鈥 pussy, you feel so good for daddy. God kitten, this pussy is so hungry isn鈥檛 it? Needs me, I can feel it. You need daddy鈥檚 cock to make you feel good? Gonna take such good care of you.鈥 He was losing himself in the feeling of your silky walls gripping him, wetter than he could ever remember you being before. But god, you had six more orgasms ahead of you, how on Earth was he gonna make it if you got any wetter? The thick drag of his bare cock inside you was almost more than you could take as you pulled yourself back up his length again, sinking down quickly until he was entirely seated inside you.
鈥淪o so big daddy, I can鈥檛.鈥 You wailed, the sloppy sounds coming from your pussy fuelling you to keep going regardless.
鈥淵es you can angel, doin鈥 so well for daddy. So tight around me, can hardly move. Nothin鈥 feels as good as you do. Fuckin鈥 live to be buried in this little pussy, you know that?鈥 His filthy pants had you rolling your hips faster against him, not really fucking him, more grinding your pelvis against his with his length fully seated inside you. It was such a different sensation to being fucked, it just made you feel endlessly full, the thickness of Bucky鈥檚 cock stuffing you, the head nestled deliciously against that sweet spot inside you. Every little grind of your hips had him nudging that spot inside you, making your eyes roll back and your head flop to the side. And Bucky was absolutely obsessed. He couldn鈥檛 find it in himself to tear his eyes away from you, not knowing whether he wanted to watch how your breasts jiggled as you moved, watch down at the mess you were making where your bodies were joined or watch the look of sheer pleasure on your face. He loved seeing you take what you needed from him, knowing that he was still in control but letting you use his body to satisfy yourself.
鈥淪o deep 鈥榥side you toots, bet you can feel me in here.鈥 He pressed his metal hand to your lower tummy, the coolness making you gasp. Everything felt like it was too much but the grind alone wasn鈥檛 enough to tear your building orgasm from you and of course Bucky knew that.
鈥淭ell me what you need, tell me and I鈥檒l give it to you.鈥 Bucky whispered softly, lips dusting chaste kisses on your shoulders, flesh arm wrapped up your back, helping you move against him.
鈥淔ingers daddy, on my clit.鈥 You pleaded, eyes squeezed shut and your mouth hanging open slightly.
鈥淢agic word toots?鈥 He teased with a little laugh, flesh fingers dancing over your clit torturously.
鈥淢etal ones daddy, please.鈥 Your whine would have been mortifying under any other circumstances but right now, you didn鈥檛 care. Bucky raised an eyebrow at your little request, secretly thrilled that you got so much pleasure from his metal digits.
鈥淔ilthy girl.鈥 He whispered, replacing his flesh hand with his metal one, rubbing between your bodies in harsh circles. The cool fingers felt even better, the ridges in the unrelenting metal only added to the sensations threatening to consume your body. It didn鈥檛 take long for you to feel yourself tightening, Bucky鈥檚 movements never even faltering as you hit your peak.
鈥淭hat鈥檚 it, cum for me, good girl, hump Daddy鈥檚 big cock. Know how much you need this, know you love daddy fillin鈥 you up.鈥 His eyes were completely trained on your face, loving how it screwed up in response to the words he mumbled in the quiet, early morning air. Your gasps didn鈥檛 stop as your high started to subside, mainly because his fingers didn鈥檛 stop. You tried your best to pull away, becoming far too sensitive very quickly but Bucky鈥檚 flesh hand on your hip held you in place.
鈥淲ant another one out of you before I let you move.鈥 He whispered, fingers only speeding up against your overstimulated bundle of nerves.
鈥淐an鈥檛 take it daddy, it鈥檚 too much!鈥 You sobbed, face buried into the crook of his neck as your body twitched around him, another peak fast approaching. You knew you could鈥檝e said your safe word if you needed to but deep down you knew you could handle it.
鈥淚 know you want it angel, c鈥檓on, stop holdin鈥 back.鈥 He growled, rubbing you even faster, dragging you screaming into yet another orgasm. You couldn鈥檛 help but bite down on his flesh shoulder as you came, your body shuddering, wet nectar dripping out of you and down over his balls.
鈥淥h fuck, soakin鈥 me, you know that? Pussy is drippin鈥 everywhere. Such a wet little slut for daddy, aren鈥檛 ya cupcake? Such a good girl.鈥 Bucky鈥檚 praise only made your walls flutter even more, pulling a growl from his throat. Before you even got a chance to register what was going on, Bucky had you flipped over, ass in the air, face down on the bed with his cock still inside you.
鈥淐an鈥檛 wait anymore toots, need this.鈥 He grunted, fucking into you recklessly. You could鈥檝e screamed from the overstimulation, body trembling, walls still trying to milk Bucky鈥檚 thick cock. Again, your last orgasm didn鈥檛 even get a chance to ebb away before you were being worked towards another one. Your back arched into the bed of its own accord, letting Bucky fuck deeper into you. Your whimpers mingled with Bucky鈥檚 grunts, sounds of skin slapping on skin filling the house.
鈥淧ussy鈥檚 still clenchin鈥 me so tight, you鈥檝e no idea how good you make me feel. Body鈥檚 always so ready for me.鈥 Bucky was almost growling, his own need almost entirely taking over, eager to cum so he could get back to focusing on giving you as much pleasure as you could handle.
鈥淭hank daddy for fuckin鈥 you. Thank me for givin鈥 you my cock raw like this.鈥 He groaned, fingers drifting between your thighs to play with your swollen bud once more.
God, this was humiliating and you were loving every single second.
鈥淭hank you daddy! Love your cock so much, think about nothing else. Love how you fuck me, love how big it feels, love your cum, just need more daddy please.鈥 Your words were only broken by little gasps, Bucky fucking into you harder than you even thought possible.
鈥淭ha鈥檚 it, God yes, takin鈥 me like a good girl, my best girl. Little pussy so hungry for daddy鈥檚 cum. That never changes, does it honey? Should just keep you plugged and full of me all the time. Only thing that could keep your needy cunt happy, isn鈥檛 it? Just a little cum whore. Gonna give you a load now baby, okay? Keep that little face pressed to the bed and ass up, want it all drippin鈥 as deep 鈥榥side you as it can get. Don鈥檛 want a single drop spillin鈥.鈥 Sometimes you wonder where Bucky possibly learned to talk so dirty but right now you didn鈥檛 care, teetering on the brink of a fifth orgasm as you lowered yourself the way he wanted, his cock nudging your cervix in this new position.
鈥淪o deep daddy,鈥 you whimpered, muffled slightly by the thick duvet as he pounded into you. His fingers rolling perfectly against your clit was enough to tear you apart, your body shaking, fingers squeezing the sheets as you rode out the electric feeling shooting the whole way through your body. That was all it took to drag Bucky over the edge too, not able to hold back with how your walls were tightening around him, milking every drop of cum into your body.
鈥淪o tight toots, can鈥檛 even move.鈥 He groaned, stilling his movements to stay pressed right at the deepest point inside you. The warm feeling of his cum exploding into you was almost more than you could handle, knowing every drop had to stay there to keep Bucky happy. His fingers didn鈥檛 stop moving against your clit though, tearing as many aftershocks from your over worked body as you could muster.
鈥淏et there鈥檚 so much cum in you now.鈥 He whispered proudly, kissing down your spine despite the thin sheen of sweat, slowly pulling out and humming appreciatively when there wasn鈥檛 even the slightest indication of the mess he had made inside you. You felt absolutely boneless, knowing you were over the half way mark but still nowhere near finished yet.
鈥淭hree left honey, how ya feeling?鈥 He cooed softly, taking a second to stroke your hair and dote on you. His cock hadn鈥檛 softened at all but it rarely ever did after only cumming once during such an intense session.
鈥淔eel good Buck, sensitive.鈥 You whispered, flopping onto the bed with your eyes closed, sucking in deep breaths to steady yourself.
鈥淭hink you can take some more for me?鈥 He asked quietly, placing tiny kisses to your shoulders and neck. You could do nothing but hum contentedly, letting him give you as much affection as he wanted.
鈥淣eed you to use your words sweetheart. Didn鈥檛 make you, dumb already, did I?鈥 He chuckled, making you open your eyes to see that dashing smile
鈥淲ant more daddy, I can take it.鈥 You nodded gently, noticing how his smile only widened at your eagerness.
鈥淚鈥檓 so in love with you, ya know that?鈥 He beamed, giving you a gentle kiss that was all teeth and tight lips, his smile still so evident on his face. 鈥淲on鈥檛 mind though if you need to stop. Want you to enjoy this babydoll.鈥
鈥淣o Buck, I can keep going. But we can cuddle afterwards, yeah?鈥 You asked, placing a little tired kiss to his knuckles of his flesh hand.
鈥淥h honey, when we鈥檙e done here, we can do whatever you like. This weekend鈥檚 about you, jus鈥 wanna make you feel good.鈥 He agreed, heart aching at the sight of you looking so beautifully fucked out and still asking him for more.
鈥淭hank you daddy.鈥 You smiled lazily, knowing it would get him right back in the mood to fuck you relentlessly through the final three.
Bucky groaned hearing the title fall from your lips again when he was least expecting it, cock bobbing deliciously in agreement.
鈥淔uck princess, you鈥檙e gonna be the death of me you know that?鈥 He laughed, metal hand falling to grip his aching cock. 鈥淛us鈥 you lie there angel, lemme do the work this time.鈥 You sure weren鈥檛 going to argue, pressing your head back on the soft pillows as Bucky positioned you how he wanted you, slotting neatly between your spread thighs. Despite how kinky Bucky was, missionary was still one of his all time favourite positions. It was simple, comfortable, uncomplicated and he loved being able to see your face contort as he takes you apart, not to mention the perfect bounce of your tits when he slams into you. Bucky lined up with your soaked pussy, taking the time to make sure none of his seed from the last round had spilled from your core. Once he was satisfied that it was only your own juices that were coating your thighs, he pressed in, revelling in the gasp you let out.
鈥淪o warm and wet babydoll.鈥 He hissed, head thrown back as he set a decent pace, thrusting in and out with his metal hand pressed to your lower tummy. 鈥淪wear I can feel myself in here, just so deep 鈥榥side you, aren鈥檛 I?鈥 You couldn鈥檛 really believe how your body was still craving him, still needing more even though you were so fucked out already. You couldn鈥檛 even find it in yourself to reply, almost every coherent thought having been fucked from your head. The soft clinking of metal had you opening your eyes. But when did you close them? You had no idea, and far less did you care upon seeing Bucky hovering on top of you, his dog tags swinging in front of your face. Somewhere deep inside your brain you registered that he must鈥檝e pulled them from the nightstand when your eyes had been shut but there was something about them that just made the sex that little bit better. He knew how much you loved them too, smirking down at you as he continued his leisurely thrusts.
鈥淟ike what you see?鈥 His voice was deep and seductive, close to only being a low rumble. His abs rippled with every push into your tight heat, little grunts slipping past his lips occasionally, a light flush on his cheeks from arousal. What was there to not like about Bucky Barnes? You could only nod, trying to press your hips closer to his pelvis, wanting to pull him deeper than even should have been possible.
鈥淕od, you can鈥檛 get enough can you? My cock that addictive honey?鈥 He teased, flesh fingers toying with your clit. You cried out quietly at the feeling, not understanding how you could possibly still need more. Pushing yourself up on your elbows, you reached up, taking those jingling dog tags in your mouth, lips wrapping neatly around the chain. Bucky thought once more that he might cum then and there, just at the sight of your little pretty mouth enveloping his tags, the metallic taste covering your tongue.
鈥淣eed your slutty mouth filled too baby? Should鈥檝e said somethin鈥, coulda had my fingers 鈥榥stead. But maybe you couldn鈥檛 tell me? Can鈥檛 get any words out now, can you? Daddy鈥檚 cock knocked all thoughts out of that little head, hm? That鈥檚 okay angel, daddy doesn鈥檛 need you to think, jus鈥 need you to cum. Think you can do that for me?鈥 Your legs were shaking but you nodded you head regardless. As Bucky had been talking, he had dialled everything up a notch, fucking you faster, rubbing you in tighter circles, everything just felt incredible, your orgasm so close once more.
鈥淎h, daddy, please.鈥 You pleaded, absolutely no idea what you were even pleading for anymore other than release. Bucky chuckled lowly from somewhere deep in his chest before giving you what you had begged for, pressing a little harder on your clit, rubbing in the same tights circles, dragging you through a painfully intense orgasm. Your teeth bit down on the hard metal in your mouth, trying to stifle the screams and whines that fell from you as every single vein in your body throbbed, desire washing through you violently. Bucky was completely and utterly obsessed with you, coaching you through your high with the same filthy grunts and promises that you had learned to expect from him.
As your high subsided, Bucky didn鈥檛 slow, if anything he just fucked you faster, not chasing his own release yet but loving how you looked like you had been fucked absolutely senseless, eyes rolling back, head crooked to the side, fingernails digging into his flesh, dog tags still in your mouth.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e a fuckin鈥 picture like this doll, so beautiful for me. Can鈥檛 believe you鈥檙e all mine.鈥 His thrusts had your tits bouncing back and forth, jiggling even more as you squirmed, trying to move away from him given how painfully overstimulated you were becoming. You screamed and yelled as his fingers picked up speed, slipping around from the insane amount of slick that had dripped from your hole.
鈥淐ome on little whore, cum for daddy, give it to me. Silly little slut can鈥檛 do anything but cum, can you? So fuckin鈥 good at it, no thoughts left in that pretty head of yours, daddy fucked them all out didn鈥檛 he? Love seein鈥 you like this, greedy pussy takin鈥 everything I give it. You鈥檙e an angel, you know that? My angel. Body鈥檚 always so ready for me.鈥 Bucky鈥檚 voice was deep, strangled and needy, working you as fast as he could. Your legs couldn鈥檛 hold still as he pounded you, metal hand still pressing on your tummy so you could feel his cock even deeper inside you. It was all too fucking much, that ball of need inside you exploding once more making you scream, thrashing around under his huge body. Your rhythmic squeezing had him groaning, screwing his face up, unable to hide how good it felt.
鈥淟ast one princess, you ready?鈥 Bucky asked softly, pulling out to give you a second. Christ, you looked wrecked but in the best way possible. His dog tags slipped from your mouth, spit trailing down your chin that you wiped away with the back of your hand.
鈥淵ou sure you can take another? Need a colour toots.鈥 Bucky probed gently, stroking your cheek lovingly, pushing your hair away from your sweaty face.
鈥淕reen daddy, just one more. I can take it.鈥 You nodded weakly, fawning over the little gentle kiss Bucky pressed to your forehead.
鈥淭hat鈥檚 my good girl.鈥 He soothed. 鈥淚鈥檒l make it quick, promise.鈥 With that he hopped off the bed. You couldn鈥檛 really find it in yourself to care about why he had got up, taking the time to catch your breath and steady yourself but when he came back empty handed, you couldn鈥檛 help but be a little confused.
鈥淕onna move you toots,鈥 he hummed quietly, shifting you onto your hands and knees at the side of the bed and that鈥檚 when you realised what he had been doing. Bucky had pulled one of the wardrobe doors open, specifically the door with the full length mirror, leaving it at an angle so you could see yourself from where you sat on the bed.
鈥淲ant you to watch yourself, see how pretty you look when you cum for me.鈥 He groaned, harder than he could ever remember being in his life before. You whimpered even just at the thought, letting him slip inside you then pull your back flush to his chest. His whole body felt like it was surrounding you, probably because it was. His firm chest felt so comforting against you, both of his arms supporting your bare frame, casing you in against him. He pulled your hair out of the way, making sure he was able to kiss your neck and shoulders before beginning to piston his hips, fucking into you at a punishing pace. You were so glad he was holding you up, knowing if he took his arms away, you would be left to crumple onto the sheets. Your moans were so lewd you surprised yourself at how keen you were to just keep taking his cock. You knew you would feel empty without him inside you after such a long session but the emptiness might even be a blessing after this insane amount of stimulation.
鈥淟ook at yourself baby, you just came seven times for me and you鈥檙e still keen to go again. Still gonna give me 鈥榥other one. Cause you鈥檙e the best girl, aren鈥檛 you? So so good for daddy. Jus鈥 lettin鈥 me take and take from your body. You feel that mess sweetheart? You鈥檙e fuckin鈥 soaked right down to your knees, toots. All my cum from earlier drippin鈥 out of you. Don鈥檛 worry, got 鈥榥other nice big load to fill you with. Gotta give my best girl what she needs.鈥 You hadn鈥檛 even noticed the sticky wetness between your thighs, the change in position letting it all seep out of you. You whined, high and needy as his fingers ghosted through the wetness, landing on your clit. His movements were smooth and methodical, rubbing you at the exact pace he knew you liked. He didn鈥檛 want to drag this out any more and he wasn鈥檛 even sure that he could last any longer.
鈥淐um for me babydoll, one last time. That鈥檚 it, good girl, hump daddy鈥檚 fingers. Excellent baby, doin鈥 so well for me, 鈥榤 so proud of you, you know that? So so proud.鈥 You felt your body clench harder than you had even thought possible, a strangled cry being torn from Bucky鈥檚 throat, his seed spilling so deep inside you.
鈥淎h, holy shit, can鈥檛 stop cummin鈥.鈥 He panted against your neck, your head flung back onto his shoulder as the most intense high of your life took over. Your whole body was alight with pleasure and yet everything still felt so intimate in this position. Your bodies just felt connected in a way that you couldn鈥檛 even describe. Maybe you were just delirious with pleasure but it didn鈥檛 even really matter, chants of Bucky鈥檚 name falling from your lips like a prayer. Your pussy throbbed, aching and abused but not relenting in the slightest, if anything it only clenched harder around Bucky, milking every single drop of cum from him.
You practically collapsed onto the bed together, chests heaving, both spent and sweaty from the most exhausting morning of you life.
鈥淐hrist.鈥 You whispered with a little content laugh, words not even connecting in your brain to form a coherent sentence.
鈥淚 agree.鈥 Bucky laughed softly, pulling you practically on top of him, needing to feel you close and take care of you. 鈥淗ow ya feelin鈥?鈥 He asked quietly, kissing your forehead and playing with your hair, being as delicate with you as possible.
鈥 鈥榤 good.鈥 You hummed, giving him a little nod, taking in all the adoration he was offering.
鈥淗ow bout a little nap, hm? You鈥檙e exhausted sweet pea. Then I鈥檒l make us some lunch, yeah?鈥 Bucky suggested, losing his mind when you snuggled yourself even closer to his body. You could only nod and give him a little smile, his fingers carding through your hair ever so gently. The hammering in Bucky鈥檚 chest was returning to a more natural thud, comforting you even more, your eyes closing of their own accord.
鈥淢y best girl.鈥 He whispered, pressing more gentle kisses to your fragile body, little compliments and praises breaking the silence, lulling you into the best sleep of your life.
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Make It Up To Me, Barnes
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Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Word count: 4.3k
Warnings: Arguments, divorce mention, Bucky struggles with communication, alcohol consumption, unprotected sex (wrap it), edging, size kink, Daddy kink, fingering, we all know Bucky would be a hoe for his girl in a sundress let鈥檚 be real, Married!Bucky, good old fashioned makeup sex
Summary: Bucky and the reader have an argument and she leaves him, Steve convinces Bucky to talk it out with her. Complete smut but they work it out!!
A/N: I imagined this as hate sex with Bucky and turned out a bit softer than I expected, I just live for the thought of hate sex with Beefy Bucky omg. Also can鈥檛 believe I鈥檓 at over 200 followers now, thank you all so so much!!
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鈥淒amn Buck, I still can鈥檛 believe you let that one get away.鈥 Steve taunted as Bucky sipped his beer. Both men were sitting in the comfortable wicker garden furniture, drinking together and people watching the other guests at the party. It was your annual neighbourhood barbecue and truthfully, it was the perfect day for it. There was a light breeze but apart from that, it was stiflingly hot outside but that was to be expected in the middle of summer.
鈥淭rust me, if you were married to her, you鈥檇 get it.鈥 Bucky sighed, just a little hint of venom in his tone, downing what was left of his beer. Even Bucky had to admit, you were looking stunning. He couldn鈥檛 keep his eyes off you, the way that pretty little sundress made you look so modest and pure was killing him. You two had been married for a few years, with things getting rocky in the last few months. Bucky had been cold and distant, pushing you away, not answering your calls, giving you short answers and never turning up for dinner. Eventually things just broke down, despite your marriage councillor鈥檚 best efforts to get Bucky to open up. After one particularly bad argument a few weeks ago, you had packed up a bag and left, slamming the door behind you.
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鈥淵ou don鈥檛 fucking try anymore Bucky! I do everything around this house and you don鈥檛 even bother to show up for dinner! I don鈥檛 know what I did to make you hate me but God, you鈥檙e really punishing me for it, aren鈥檛 you?鈥 You had spat, finally reaching your breaking point when he hadn鈥檛 shown up on time for dinner for the sixth night in a row, leaving you eating alone yet again. 鈥淵ou don鈥檛 even touch me anymore, you hardly ever look at me, what did I do wrong?鈥 You yelled, throwing the dishcloth to the ground in frustration. It was horrible not even being acknowledged in your own home, while you still slept in the same bed, you didn鈥檛 speak after the lights went out. All the dinners you made with love for Bucky sat in the fridge until you had to throw them out and with no explanation as to what was wrong, it was becoming soul destroying.
鈥淣othing, leave it.鈥 Bucky had hissed, still not even looking at you.
鈥淔or God鈥檚 sake Bucky, it鈥檚 not 鈥榥othing鈥. Talk to me.鈥 You pleaded, running a hand through your hair, at an absolute loss for what to do next. You had this argument weekly for the last few months, with nothing ever changing. It was always the same with Bucky, he just wanted you to drop it and leave him alone.
鈥淟eave it, I mean it.鈥 He insisted firmly, not budging an inch. His huge frame had almost been intimidating as he got up to leave the kitchen, running away from the conversation yet again.
鈥淏ucky I鈥檝e had it. I鈥檓 at my wits end. If you leave this kitchen, so help me God, I鈥檓 leaving you.鈥 You threatened, tears spilling down your cheeks, both from frustration and the soul destroying pain of seeing the love of your life shut you down, once again. Bucky hadn鈥檛 spoke, he just kept walking down the short hall to your living room, slamming the door behind him. Unshed tears spilled quickly and you felt your heart break in your chest. How had things got this bad? Your vision was blurry with tears as you packed a bag, stuffing some clothes into a duffle roughly, with little thought or care as to whether anything matched. You could hear the TV blaring through the living room door as you gave one last glance to the room your husband was in, before turning and heading out the front door and getting in your car.
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鈥淪till think you should鈥檝e just talked to her. She was good for you Buck.鈥 Steve offered, making the dark haired man furrow his brow even more than it was before.
鈥淚 spent enough of my life being controlled Steve, I didn鈥檛 need some nagging wife trying to control me too.鈥 Bucky snorted with derision. Deep down, he knew he could鈥檝e been more open and honest with you and he knew it would鈥檝e saved both of you from a whole lot of heartache but he was in far too deep to admit his mistake now. The worst part was he knew everything you were doing had come from a place of love. You hadn鈥檛 been trying to control him but once he let his head get the better of him, there was no coming back from it.
鈥淔rom where I鈥檓 sitting, it looks like she only ever tried to take care of you. The girl just wanted to make sure you ate properly for God鈥檚 sake. I don鈥檛 see why you let her leave you.鈥 Steve鈥檚 disapproval of the circumstances of your breakup was more than evident. He didn鈥檛 even try to hide the fact he thought losing you was the biggest mistake Bucky had ever made. He would鈥檝e been happy to keep his opinions on your separation to himself if it hadn鈥檛 been for the fact that he had witnessed first hand how miserable Bucky had been since you split, no matter how hard he tried to pretend he was fine. Bucky didn鈥檛 reply and opened another beer instead, pressing the cool rim of the bottle to his lips. His eyes hadn鈥檛 left you all evening, watching as you swayed happily with the hem of your sundress flowing around your knees. You had hardly even looked in his direction, truly seeming like you were thriving after your split. The thought of you moving on ate him up inside. He couldn鈥檛 help but wonder if you were seeing someone new, it had been almost a couple of months after all, you could鈥檝e found someone else in that time. The thought of anyone else touching you was more than he could bear, making his knuckles of his flesh hand turn white from how hard he gripped the beer bottle.
You had made your way around most of the crowd at the party giving lemonade top ups before you decided you should probably offer some to your ex-lover to save face. The knot in your stomach pointed out exactly how you would rather do literally anything other than go over and make painful small talk with the man you had lost but you still loved with all your heart.
鈥淟emonade, boys?鈥 You offered with a smile, only letting yourself look at Steve and not at the man who was still technically your husband.
鈥淵eah y/n, sounds great, doesn鈥檛 it Buck?鈥 Steve encouraged, lifting his glass to let you fill it. Bucky only nodded in response, doing everything in his power to not look at your legs trying to stop wondering if someone else was spreading them these days.
鈥淗ere ya go Buck.鈥 You smiled curtly, bending at the waist to fill his glass that he hadn鈥檛 even bothered to lift off the grass. Bucky drew in a sharp breath at how close you were to him and how your sundress rode up just a little, showing off those gorgeous thighs.
鈥淭hanks.鈥 He huffed when you straightened again, doing his best not to look at the little jiggle of your ass as you walked away, taking lemonade to another little group of neighbours.
鈥淐hrist Bucky, that was painful. You need to talk to her. Sort things out.鈥 Steve insisted, noticing the little breath Bucky let out now that you were gone. In truth, he hadn鈥檛 even realised he was holding it.
鈥淵eah.鈥 Bucky huffed out simply, leaving Steve unsure if he actually meant it or not.
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The rest of the party was pretty uneventful, you relaxed on a picnic blanket, chatting to some of the other ladies about the books you were all currently reading before helping with the dishes and clearing up. Almost everyone had went home already when their kids had got tired, drained from running around all afternoon in the summer heat. You had spent the best part of the last hour stretched out on the picnic blanket alone, just enjoying the light evening breeze, reading one of the books your neighbour had let you borrow.
鈥淏uck if you don鈥檛 go talk to her, I will.鈥 Steve threatened, noticing how Bucky was staring at you yet again.
鈥淵ou wouldn鈥檛.鈥 The dark haired man hissed, eyes never leaving you. It killed him to admit how lost he was without you but the fear of you rejecting him, confirming his suspicion that you were doing just fine without him was more than he could handle.
鈥淭ry me.鈥 Steve replied curtly, watching as his friend鈥檚 expression became even more annoyed. Bucky鈥檚 jaw was tense as he pulled himself up from the wicker chair, crossing the short distance to where you sat on the blanket.
鈥淐an we talk?鈥 Bucky asked as calmly as he could, his huge frame blocking the sunlight.
鈥淚 don鈥檛 know? Can we?鈥 You replied, being as short with him as possible, stomach flipping with nerves at having to make awkward conversation for the first time in weeks.
鈥淢aybe somewhere more private? Back home?鈥 He suggested, ignoring how difficult you were trying to be. He knew you had every right to make this worse on him, it was his own fault after all.
鈥淔ine.鈥 You huffed, closing the book and standing up, dusting down the little skirt of your dress. Bucky led the way back to your house, only a few doors up from the little park that you had just spent the afternoon in. God you wished your heart could slow down, praying that he wasn鈥檛 just taking you back home to sign the divorce papers. You both walked in silence, Bucky unlocked the door and held it open for you, letting you walk inside and then closing it behind him. The house seemed exactly as it had when you left it and you were thankful for that at least.
鈥淗ow鈥檝e you been?鈥 He asked softly, getting both of you a beer from the fridge, popping the cap off with his metal thumb. That had always been his favourite party trick. You took the bottle from him gratefully, settling into a chair at your kitchen island before taking a sip.
鈥淏een busy.鈥 You offered quietly. You knew you couldn鈥檛 say you were good, Bucky would鈥檝e seen right through the lie. He just nodded, taking a sip from his own bottle.
鈥淢issed you.鈥 Bucky admitted, looking anywhere but your face. You didn鈥檛 say anything in response, just taking another sip from your bottle. There was so much you could鈥檝e said, you missed him too, he could鈥檝e called, things didn鈥檛 have to be like this but instead you kept your lips pressed tightly shut.
鈥淵ou look good. Happy.鈥 Bucky had barely whispered the last word, making you question whether he had even said it at all.
鈥淎nd are you? Happy? Enjoying life as a single man?鈥 You asked, giving him a little smile, heart breaking into a million pieces and just praying your eyes didn鈥檛 show it.
鈥淣o doll, I鈥檓 not. Miss having you around.鈥 He seemed so much smaller, leaning against the other side of the kitchen island, beer resting on the dark granite countertop. 鈥淢iss waking up beside you, miss kissing you goodbye when you go off to work, miss your cooking.鈥 He continued, finally daring to look you in the eye. The lump in your throat felt like it might consume you, tears welling in your eyes.
鈥淵ou haven鈥檛 done any of that in months Buck. Even before we separated.鈥 You pointed out.
鈥淵ou with someone else now?鈥 He asked, voice more than a little broken.
鈥淣o Buck, there鈥檚 no one else.鈥 You reassured him, noticing how he stood up a little straighter. 鈥淣ever wanted anyone but you. Thought you knew that.鈥 His eyes seemed to light up at your little admission. He still had a chance. He could still win you back and spend the rest of his life making up for the fact he had been so damn stupid. Before he knew what he was doing, he had rounded the island and captured your lips in a searing kiss, hands clinging desperately to your hair. His huge thumbs caressed your cheeks and you couldn鈥檛 help but lean into his touch. God you had missed this, the passion and need that came with loving Bucky Barnes. His mouth was hungry on yours, making up for months of longing all at once. He clung to you desperately, his mouth moving against yours like a man starved. You couldn鈥檛 help but melt into his touch, his huge frame warm and comforting and familiar against your own, making you feel tiny.
鈥淢issed you. So much.鈥 He panted between needy kisses, not even taking the time to pull his lips from yours as he uttered the words.
鈥淢issed. You. Too.鈥 You managed to mumble back, tugging on his belt loops to pull him impossibly closer. Before you knew it, Bucky had lifted you up, gripping your ass with his flesh hand before placing you gently on the kitchen island, his lips never leaving yours as he did so.
鈥 鈥榤 so sorry doll, for everything.鈥 He whispered, his bright blue eyes showing just how sincere he was, slotting comfortably between your thighs.
鈥淢ake it up to me, Barnes.鈥 You whispered with a little smirk, crashing your lips against his again, needing this just as much as he did. A low growl was ripped from his throat at how fiercely your tongue slid over his, the need to feel you again almost consuming him. His hands slipped under the skirt of your little sundress, grasping the soft skin of your thighs firmly, the metal one feeling cooler against your skin than the other.
鈥淪hit baby doll, you鈥檙e absolutely dripping.鈥 He hissed, snaking his flesh hand to the apex of your thighs, finding them slick already, your underwear had been soaked through long ago. You could only moan in response, holding the back of his neck, lips parted, as his finger tips ghosted over the soaked lace. 鈥淟ook so pretty like this doll, so ready for me and I haven鈥檛 even touched you yet.鈥 His fingers barely teasing the thin material.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e not in any position to tease Bucky.鈥 You hummed, voice barely above a whisper. Looking dead in his eyes, you could see how badly he needed this, how he was thriving off the little moans and sighs he pulled from your lips.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e right toots, bet you鈥檝e missed these fingers. No one makes you cum like I do, not even yourself, isn鈥檛 that right? Bet even when you touched yourself it didn鈥檛 feel as good as when I do it. Your fingers just don鈥檛 make you feel as full as mine do.鈥 You hated how every last one of his words had been right. He could play your body like a violin, knowing exactly how to coax orgasm after orgasm from you when he wanted to, leaving you with shaking legs and that fucked out look in your eyes that he loved so much. He pulled your underwear aside painfully slowly, trailing just one finger from your clit to your needy hole, before swiping back up again. His touch was still featherlight, only teasing but it was enough to drive you wild. Ever so slowly, he dragged his finger down your pussy once more, slipping it in you up to the first knuckle, connecting his plump lips with your neck at the same time. The light dusting of his beard scratching against your neck as he sucked you brutally, finger sliding deeper was almost too much. After each dark hickey he sucked, he made sure to soothe the tender skin with his tongue, pulling moans from you that were nothing short of obscene.
鈥淣eed everyone to know you鈥檙e mine. My wife.鈥 He half groaned against your skin, admiring the dark bruises forming. He couldn鈥檛 help but love how you rutted against his finger desperately, needing more of him.
鈥淏ucky please.鈥 You pleaded, looking at him with that soft expression that made his heart melt.
鈥淲hat do you need baby doll?鈥 Bucky cooed, holding your face with his metal hand, curling his flesh fingers inside you until he hit that sweet spot you couldn鈥檛 reach on your own. He was truly obsessed with how your face warped into the perfect vision of pleasure, mouth falling open, eyes squeezing shut as he tore a groan from your bruised throat.
鈥淣eed more.鈥 You managed to huff out, keeping your eyes closed, grinding helplessly against his hand. The sight of your plump, wet lips, parted ever so slightly as you rode his hand could almost have made him cum then and there.
鈥淎nything for you toots.鈥 He smiled, plunging a second finger into you, groaning at the stretch of your walls as you accommodated him. 鈥淓ven tighter than I remember baby doll.鈥 He praised. You could only whimper as his fingers flexed and curled within you, the wet sounds coming from your pussy were nothing short of obscene but that only fuelled him, making him work your body faster. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e so close toots, you wanna cum for me? You gonna be a good girl and cum on my fingers?鈥 He coaxed, bringing his metal hand down to rub your clit in time with his thrusts. You nodded weakly, letting him work your body in the way only he knew. 鈥淲ho owns this little pussy?鈥 He asked, feeling you reach your peak but stilling his fingers before you had a chance to fall over the edge, letting the sharp edge of you impending orgasm fade.
鈥淵ou do Bucky! My pussy is yours!鈥 You gasped, willing to do anything if it meant he would just let you cum.
鈥淒amn right it is.鈥 He growled lowly, lips finding his way back to your throat as he let his fingers continue bringing you blinding pleasure. It didn鈥檛 take long for him to send you spiralling into the most intense orgasm, your body tightening, clenching and gushing around his fingers. You practically screamed his name as you rode out your high, grasping his wrist and clamping your trembling thighs shut around his hands as he continued, tearing every last wave of pleasure from your body. 鈥淔ucking delicious baby doll.鈥 He groaned, sucking the evidence of your orgasm from his fingers. You huffed out a little laugh, running a hand through your hair to steady yourself, leaning back on your other arm for support. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e like a fuckin鈥 wet dream sitting there, you know that?鈥 He smiled, taking in the sight of his wife in her pretty little sundress, panties pushed to the side and thighs slick with arousal. 鈥淗air all messy, lipstick ruined, pretty little pussy on display to the world.鈥 His words sent a shiver down your spine, sparks of need shooting through your body. 鈥淐an鈥檛 believe how stupid I was to let you leave.鈥 His tone got a little more serious, blue eyes full of regret.
鈥淗ey, I鈥檓 back now. No harm done.鈥 You soothed, opening your arms so he could slot himself between your thighs and hug you close. The scent of his familiar cologne was all you needed, little kisses peppered against your shoulder as Bucky buried his face in the crook of your neck. 鈥淣ow take me to bed and fuck me like our marriage depends on it.鈥 You laughed quietly, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek.
鈥淣o pressure then.鈥 He chuckled, scooping you off the counter and carrying you gracelessly to the bedroom, both of you laughing together as he did so. 鈥淵ou know, half of me wants you to keep that pretty little dress on.鈥 He smiled, setting you down on the bed gently, layering his body of top of yours so he could press needy kisses to your lips.
鈥淥h yeah? And what does the other half of you want?鈥 You teased, fingertips digging into his firm back.
鈥淭o rip it off you.鈥 He replied simply, fingers playing with the hem of the skirt. 鈥淕ently though, want to make sure it stays in one piece. Looks so damn good on you, gotta show you off some more.鈥
鈥淢ake up your mind Barnes, you can鈥檛 have both.鈥 You laughed, unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his jeans, pushing them down his legs.
鈥淭ake it off.鈥 He decided, pushing his jeans the rest of the way down before pulling his shirt over his head. He watched hungrily as you rose to your knees on the bed, pulling the dress up over your head before letting it fall to the floor. 鈥淣o bra? God, you really are a wet dream.鈥 Bucky all but groaned, joining you on the bed, his lips sliding against your own as he pulled your underwear down your legs. You placed both hands on his firm chest, pushing him back onto the plush pillows, slotting one leg either side of him, leaving you straddling his waist. You couldn鈥檛 help but rut against him through his boxers. He felt absolutely huge, so long and thick, nestling perfectly between your folds. Little whines escaped your mouth as you lost yourself in pleasure, not even needing him inside you for him to make you feel incredible.
鈥淪oaking me toots, you know that?鈥 He growled in your ear and you gripped the headboard for leverage, practically humping his clothed cock. 鈥淢aking such a fucking mess, little slut, you like soaking daddy鈥檚 cock like that? Like feeling how hard I get for you? Don鈥檛 you want more baby? Or is just Rockin鈥 against my cock like that enough to make you cum?鈥 His hands gripped your thighs tight, helping you to slick him up.
鈥淣eed to fuck you.鈥 You gasped out, finally pulling his boxers off and positioning yourself above him once more, sinking down onto his cock slowly. The stretch was almost unbearable, your eagerness to have him inside you conflicting with the pain of your walls fighting to accommodate him.
鈥淭oo big for you baby doll? Been too long since you took daddy鈥檚 cock, hmm? Promise you won鈥檛 ever have to go without it again. Daddy鈥檚 gonna take good care of you, promise.鈥 His filthy growls only made you sink down onto him faster, despite the pain until he was fully seated inside you. 鈥淵ou wanna fuck daddy princess? Wanna see you use me. Use me to make yourself cum. Don鈥檛 worry your pretty little head about me, just want you to cum as hard as you can, you got it baby doll?鈥 He asked softly, cradling your face in his metal hand as you began to rut back and forth, loving how his cock hit the deepest spots inside you.
鈥淵ou feel so good, so big Bucky, you鈥檙e so big.鈥 You sobbed out, feeling the head of his cock nudge that sweet spot deep inside you. Bucky thrust up into you harshly, making you yelp.
鈥淭hink you mean daddy, toots?鈥 He teased, thumb placed on your chin to make you look down at him. He looked absolutely perfect underneath you, hair messy, wet tongue poking out to soothe the lips that you had assaulted earlier. His hand went back to your thighs, helping you grind messily on his cock.
鈥淣eed more daddy please. Need you to -ah- need to cum.鈥 Your whines were practically cries at this point as Bucky slid two flesh fingers between your bodies, nudging perfectly against your clit.
鈥淭hat鈥檚 it, good girl, get nice and full and fuck yourself against daddy鈥檚 fingers. Look so good like this for me angel, so so pretty. Stuffed full of cock and rutting on my fingers like a needy little slut. Such a pretty girl.鈥 He praised, making you speed up. His fingers nudged your clit just right, making you mewl. Bucky began to press his fingers against your clit just that little bit harder, sending you reeling into your second orgasm of the night. Before you could even come down from your high, Bucky had flipped you, laying you on your back with him on top of you, fucking you roughly through the aftershocks. You were practically screaming for him as he thrust into you, making sure you felt every last inch of his cock. You were so overstimulated it almost hurt as Bucky fucked months worth of need into your body.
鈥淟ove you doll.鈥 He whispered, not slowing down at all before sliding his tongue over yours, all passion and longing and need.
鈥淛esus, Buck, cum for me, please Bucky.鈥 You whimpered, grasping at his back and shoulders, fingernails digging into his flesh.
鈥淭his pussy is mine.鈥 He growled lowly, hips stuttering as he came with a long, drawn out groan, filling you completely. Cum dripped out of you before he could even pull out, marking you completely and utterly as his. After a few minutes, he flopped onto the bed beside you, pulling you close and kissing your forehead, despite the thin sheen of sweat.
鈥淪hit, if the makeup sex is that good, we should argue more often.鈥 You laughed lightly, still feeling like you hadn鈥檛 quite come back down to earth yet. He chuckled lovingly, stroking your hair.
鈥淚 don鈥檛 know doll, wasn鈥檛 nice being without you. Don鈥檛 think I鈥檒l be rushing to argue like that again.鈥 He admitted, stroking your bare back tenderly with his metal fingers, noticing your heart rate return to somewhere closer to normal.
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redwingsupportgroup2 months ago
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you want to tell me Sam "I've found the exact building flag smashes are operating in within a day" Wilson, spent two years with no success in finding Bucky "I'm going to wear a baseball cap as a cover up and wish for the best" Barnes?
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nah, this man has found Bucky at least 33 times during these two years, but decided to respect Bucky's wish to hide until he is more ready before facing Steve and society as all. and that is exactly how they grew closer and became a thing, until Sam heard the news about the UN and was confused because he knows it isn't possible, then he gets upset because Bucky failed to mention that he knew about the other super soldiers in Russia and wasn't absolutely honest with him and HE FORGOT WHO HE IS after Zemo triggered him with the codes.
this explains why winter soldier never really tried to kill Sam, and rather just put him out of the way, whereas he did his best trying to kill everyone else, including poor Steve.
and why Sam would be angry with him and not move his seat up (although Sam is known to be mature enough to understand that whatever Bucky did was the winter soldier and not him and it sounds farfetched that Sam would actually hold grudges)
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this also comes in the right place with why they would end up together in the airport fight, although supposedly they don't know each other or understand each other fighting styles, AND jumping in front of each other to protect each other from the spider dude.
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and I'm supposed to believe that all of this loyalty and dramatic sacrifices and jumps is just there on their first official meeting?? just no. that "I hate you" came from somewhere.
these two been meeting up all across Europe and USA for two years, planning for the best time to tell Steve, which felt like never. and that's why they were already so damn close in endgame, although the canon mcu tl makes it clear they don't spend much time together after infinity war.
thank you for joining my ted talk.
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