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buckrecs · 1 year

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Hello! Do you perhaps have recommendations for Alpha!bucky?

Alpha!Bucky

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Crave by @harrylovex

you realise that you can’t survive your heat without bucky.

intensional by @noctumbra

alpha!bucky sends you a shirtless pic and then offers to spend your heat with him. feelings ensue.

scent by @noctumbra

“you’re one eager and hungry kitten,” bucky whispered in your ear as he licked over your scent gland, where his bite situated perfectly.

vanilla by @noctumbra

his scent was the other thing that made you go stupid other than his eyes: leather, a bit of vanilla, oranges and wet wood.

wet by @noctumbra

your mating sessions are always intense with bucky.

butterfly by @idy-ll-ique

bucky's going into rut. y/n volunteers to help him. feelings come out.

Let Me Love You by @slothspaghettiwrites

When an Omega is feeling very anxious or nervous their Alpha will hold them close while gently crooning and scenting them until they calm down.

Dating apps are stupid by @buckylattes

You decide to download this dating app, well….Natasha persuades you into it. You make a profile and agree to just have it for a week. If nothing becomes of it then you can delete it. But….you swipe right on this handsome man who’s description shows him out to be a gentleman like you’re looking for. So…what happens when he matches with you???

make you mine by @bonky-n-steeb

Bucky keeps his distance from you thinking you can do better than him. but he loses all his restraints when he sees you with another alpha.

to love is to burn by @bonky-n-steeb

You go into heat at the worst moment in the history of time, maybe ever.

took one hit and I was gone by @bonky-n-steeb

after the rise of hydra, your entire life turned into a living nightmare. you lost everything you held precious, your job, your house, your degree, even hope. but then you’re assigned as a mate to him, your enemy and your only ray of hope, James Buchanan Barnes.

little red riding hood by @bonky-n-steeb

your big bad alpha chases you across the woods.

Break Lights by @boxofbonesfic

his omega by @bucksfucks

bucky helps you through an expected heat.

ever since by @syntheticavenger

Bucky Barnes finds his center in a late night subway ride.

By Chance by @green-eyeddragonfanfiction

Female!Reader is an Omega. Alphas and Omegas are rare, and Reader’s been able to avoid alphas through sheer force of will and luck in equal parts.

Feral by @bucknastysbabe

And You’re Mine by @winterarmyy

In which Bucky, the big, scary, 'undesired alpha' was tricked into a blind date where he met his precious little omega.

Protector by @rookthorne

After an eternity of being held against your will, and just as long having been forced to watch your alpha suffer at the hands of the wicked, an opportunity arose. An opportunity so rare, so unique, that it would never be offered again. It was time to escape, and it was time to bathe the halls in their blood – never again would you be held by the bars of a cell, not if he could stop it.

SERIES

Heart and Soul by @all1e23

Alphas only brought trouble. The only thing they are good for is bringing their Omega’s pain and forced submission. They were dangerous, reckless and cruel. There wasn’t an ounce of kindness in any of them. She didn’t need an Alpha, and she certainly didn’t believe in that True Mates fairytale. That was just some fabricated fable Alphas made up to trick innocent doe-eyed Omegas. She wasn’t going to fall for that. Not again.No Alpha would ever get her to believe that love truly exists. And then, James Buchanan Barnes walked into her life.

Better Like This by @simsadventures

You are the newest addition to New York’s elite team of Detectives concentrating on domestic violence and rape, which everyone calls the Avengers. You are an Omega, very bubbly and open to everyone around you, and everyone is super sweet to you, except one person- Bucky, your true mate. Will you be able to destroy the walls he has been building around his heart for years, or will he reject you and break your heart forever?

Some Alpha by @ofstarsandvibranium

Bucky is an Alpha, but can never seem to find someone who wants him to be their Alpha. Until he finds you, a Beta, who’s as firey as an Alpha, yet also tender-hearted like an Omega.

Heal by @chucksfavouriteprophet

For months you managed to distance yourself from Bucky Barnes, the alpha you long for. But one night you have no choice but to comfort him, something which brings out emotions in both of you. Except it also brings out emotions in the Winter Solider, which results in a devastating turn of events that neither of you might be able to come back from.

All The King’s Men by @nastybuckybarnes

Your father always said that if it weren’t for your presentation, he’d think you were an Alpha. There’s a reason for that. Growing up in a world where Omegas are treated like garbage, you’ve fought for the respect that you have. Until you’re sold off to an old King desperate for a bride. But you will not lay down and present for your new husband. No, you will fight back.

Mr. Grumpy by @holylulusworld

Bucky hates omegas. You change his mind.

knife play by @helvonasche

They're on the run and Bucky goes into rut.

Knight In Rusty Armor by @revengingbarnes

For the sake of politics and to get rid of you, their omega daughter, the King and Queen of England marry you off to the King of France. Settling into an unfamiliar monarchy is a tedious process all by itself, but a new problem arises soon after your arrival at your new home.One of the Knights turns out to be your true mate. Your Alpha. The one you are meant to be with. But you’re mated to someone else. And that someone else is the King of France.

Masterlist by @angrythingstarlight

Masterlist by @holylulusworld

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buckyalpine · 1 year

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Soft King Bucky

Im in the middle of writing this smutty fic with arranged marriage and King Bucky and in the middle of writing it, i had another thot pop up which I have to get out right now like RIGHT NOW.

Imagine soft king Bucky on your wedding night. Its the first time you’ve ever been intimate with someone and your anxiety has been high all night because you know the maids and servants will inspect the sheets the next morning, your honor and dignity thrown to the wind.

But that's the way things were.

You gave yourself to him, letting him touch you and make love to you, sealing the both of you together as you had promised in your vows. He was careful and soft, cradling your body to his, focused on knowing you would be protected along his side, putting your pleasure before his.

You wanted to melt into him, feel every ounce of the love he was willing to give but anxiety held you from letting go, worried about the aftermath, worried about if he see you were pure.

The euphoria that consumed you both pulsed through you as you sat up, your stomach dropping at the stark white sheets. You scrambled up slightly in hopes of something but the sheets were anything but tainted, pure and clean as if you’d never laid on his bed.

“I’m-I’m sorry-” Tears well in your eyes, panic rising in your chest, fearing the anger he’d feel, seeing you as tainted and impure.

“What for darling” He whispered, concerned etched on his face as you let out a choked sob, not knowing what you could possibly go, there was no evidence to show you were pure, untouched before him, to show that he was the only man to have you this way. You squeezed your legs shut, curling up in a ball, shame consuming you, already hearing the words the kingdom would brand you. “My princess?”

“I didn’t-I don’t understand, the sheets- you’re the only one I’ve-” You trembled as he pulled you into his arms, shutting your eyes, unable to watch his disappointment when he saw who he married. Bucky’s brows furrowed, taking a moment to understand why you were so distressed, hiding your face away. He thought over your words, tension crawling up his back, his jaw clenching when he understood your fear. He wrapped his arms tightly around you, keeping you close to his chest, pressing a firm kiss to your head, his lips brushing your hair as he spoke.

“I agreed to marry the intelligent and headstrong princess to rule by my side because her mind and beauty had my heart when I saw her. A fierce woman fit to be by me, when she rode her horse into my kingdom alone, demanding justice for her people without fear of what could happen to her”

He reminisced the day you strode into his castle, head held high, not a drop of fear in your eyes with a dagger strapped to your hip, sword firm in your hand.

He fell in love before you opened your sweet lips to tell him right off.

“Look at me princess” He cupped your cheeks making you meet his intense gaze, thumbing away the tears that streaked your cheeks, “I shared my bed with you because I wanted to love you in in every way possible, not as a test of your worth”

You were still tensed, curling up into him further while he moved you to lay on top of him, your head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. He pulled the covers over you, protecting you in a cocoon of warmth, tilting your chin to meet his eyes again.

“You have my heart, that is as pure as it gets” tucking your hair away from your face, pulling you in for a kiss to your lips. “No one else gets to decide that, princess, no one”

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dilemmaontwolegs · 2 years

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Hey sweet Olivia 🥰 have you ever considered writing a Royal AU ? I love the idea of King Bucky and maybe maid or non Royal Reader ! Just thought that’s something you’d like ! Have a great day 💗

Sorry this took so long my lovely 💕

The Cost of Kindness || King!Bucky

Summary: An innocent interaction tears you from your reality and towards a marriage you didn't ask for or want. Warnings: 18+ only, soft!dark Bucky, fluff WC: 3.2k

Bucky’s Masterlist || part one || part two

“Excuse me, sir, you need to pay for that.” Your words were polite but your tone was cool as you caught the would-be thief's hand by the wrist.

His face was mostly hidden by the cloak that wrapped around his shoulders, the hood only revealing a pair of oceanic eyes. The apple fell from his fingers and you caught it before it could land among the rest and bruise them, lowering the sale price even more.

“The cost?” He asked quietly, a satiny voice that seemed too smooth for a man in a filthy, raggedy cloak filled with holes larger than your fist.

His eyes fell to the fruit with longing and you felt sorry for him, looking over your shoulder to see your boss in a conversation with another market vendor. “A smile.”

He blinked slowly as he turned all his attention to you, his hood falling back a bit to reveal a pair of full, pink lips. “A smile?”

“You think it too much, sir?” You teased as you held the ruby red apple up.

“Hardly.” He chuckled, his lips curling into a smile that left your pulse racing and he leant in closer, his teeth biting into the apple in your hand. You were mesmerised by the way his jaw clenched with every chew until his adams apple bobbed with his swallow and you swallowed deeply in appreciation. “I would have been willing to part with a kiss.”

Your lips parted with a sharp intake of breath but before you could respond there was a commotion breaking out as soldiers entered the marketplace. A King’s guard marched towards your stall and you reeled back in fear as he raised his spear, only to stab it into the ground and salut.

“Your Majesty,” the guard bowed, “it is the Queen Mother. She urgently requests your presence in the palace.”

The apple fell from your grasp, the pure flesh landing among the filth on the floor, much like the King entering the lowly marketplace. You fell to your knees in the mud and bowed your head as your eyes filled with fearful tears, begging for forgiveness and leniency for touching him - an act punishable by death. A warm finger curled beneath your chin and tipped your head back to see those bright eyes and you chided yourself for being so foolish. Eyes like that could belong to only one man, King James.

“Stand.” He beckoned as the pressure to your chin increased and you rose up as gracefully as you could.

“I’m sorry, your Majesty, I didn’t know it was you. Forgive me.” You whispered as the tears broke the line of your lashed defence, streaking over your cheeks to spill on his hand.

“You didn’t know it was me.” He nodded in agreement, his hand coming to rest on the silver and gold hilt of his sword. “Yet you were still offered your goods for a smile.”

“I did.” Your body trembled as you confessed and you closed your eyes while you waited for him to draw the sword and end your life with one fell swoop.

“Steven, bring the lady to the palace.”

You opened your eyes and saw the guard that had met the King look you over before nodding. A crowd was already gathering and you could hear their whispers spreading rumours as you took the guard's arm that he offered, wishing you could run in the opposite direction.

“He’s made a mistake, I’m no lady.” You pleaded with Steven as you watched the King shrug off his hooded cloak, revealing a fine suit beneath. “I’m just a farmer’s daughter.”

“Just stay calm, take a deep breath.” Steven said before you heard him whisper to himself. “They’re gonna eat you alive.”

You knew there was no point fighting but your pace slowed until Steven’s hold on you tightened and your sandals began to skid through the dirt.

“Listen up, farmer’s daughter.” Steven growled beneath his helm as he turned his ice blue eyes down to you. “The King has given his order, now I am going to deliver you to the palace but it is up to you whether it is on your own two feet or not. I have no quarrels with tossing you over my shoulder if it makes my life easier.”

You sighed in defeat before grabbing your linen skirt and tugging it up so you could march faster towards Steven’s horse. The beast was huge and nothing like the old girl that slowly dragged the plough through the fields at home. This was a royal steed, purebred for strength and stamina in wars, and from the heavy stomping of his hoof he did not seem happy to have his rider replaced.

“Steady, Boulder.” Steven soothed his horse as he ran his palm along its neck before it reared back and snorted, steam exploded from his nostrils like the dragon on his crest.

“She’ll ride with me.”

The King had seen the fear in your eyes as Boulder reared and he pulled the reins in your direction, leading his golden haired stallion towards you. You looked between both horses, their muscles rippling beneath shiny coats and standing at the same height.

“I could walk.” You muttered as you looked to the distant palace. “I promise you, I won’t dally.”

“Nonsense. Now get on.” James ordered as he held his hand down for you.

You looked at the leather riding glove and swallowed the lump in your throat as you placed your hand in his. His strength surprised you and you barely caught the small squeal that built as he pulled your feet off the ground and over the space he left in front of him.

“Wonderful.” You grumbled to yourself as you rearranged your tangled skirt layers and settled into the hard saddle. “This is just perfect.”

“More than you know.” James’ voice was barely more than a whisper before he cleared his throat and clicked his tongue to set his horse off at a trot. “You are going to hear things in the palace that should not be repeated. Do you understand?”

“I don’t understand.” You shook your head. “I did one good deed and now I am to be punished. No, your Majesty, I don’t understand anything.”

“You are not being punished.” James sighed, the sway of the horse’s walk rocking his lips closer to your ear. “And, please, when it is just us you can call me Bucky.”

You turned your head away with a scoff and watched the cherry blossoms opening as the sun rose higher over the land, warming the cool spring air. You would have thought the day perfect for a ride, if only you had a choice on where it was you were headed.

The crunch of hooves of the gravel path began to grate on your nerves and your spine stiffened as the towers of the palace began to peek over the trees. You were so rigid that when you felt Bucky’s hands loosen the reins and come to rest on your knees you jerked and nearly fell off his horse.

“Sorry, habit of riding alone.” He chuckled as his hands caught your waist and steadied you back in front of him. “You can hold the reins if you wish.”

You shook your head rapidly at the thought of trying to control such a beast and leant away from them as if the leather bands were a pair of vipers. The retreat pressed your back into Bucky’s chest and you felt his lips brush lightly over your neck, a gasp escaping your lungs at the electric shocks the touch sent down your body.

“I’ll take that as a no then.” He chuckled quietly in your ear, goosebumps prickling over your skin as he once again gripped the reins and laid the fists over your skirt.

Every jostle shifted his hands and your heartbeat harder every time, a similar beat beginning to throb between your legs.

“Bucky?” You asked, feeling his chest rumble with a deep hmmm in response. “If I am not being punished, why am I being taken to the palace?”

His chest rose and fell against your back as he pondered how to answer you until he could see no good outcome for any excuse he gave. “You’ll see.”

The dress you had been gifted was unlike anything you had ever worn before. The fine embroidery told a story with its delicate thread, roses and dragons, thorns and fire. The theme danced around the skirt while the corseted bodice left you feeling breathless but beautiful.

You were desperate to find Bucky and get answers but every time you asked where the King was you were shushed and told to be patient. Patience was not your virtue and you struggled to sit still as the ladies surrounding you tried to arrange your hair that now smelt of rose water and patchouli. You had offered to do it yourself but quickly closed your mouth at the glare reflected in the mirror.

“May I come in?” Bucky asked with a knock at the door.

“It’s your palace, your Majesty.” You replied as you rolled your eyes before you cried out in pain and saw the seamstress waving her needle at you in threat of another poke.

“Everything alright?” Bucky asked as he heard you and pushed the door open. “Oh, wow, you look absolutely stunning.”

Your eyes turned to the floor as you shied away from his heated gaze, your fingers tracing the golden thread of the dragon's head. “Thank you, your Majesty.”

He stepped closer to you and held his elbow out for you to take, your silk gloved hand coming to rest lightly on his forearm. “Did I mention how wonderful you look?”

“It’s the dress.” You mumbled as you followed his lead through the candlelit halls. “It’s very beautiful.”

“It is, but so are you.”

You were sure the silver necklace that hung around your neck would melt from the heat you were producing but the ruby pendant remained set between the valley of your breasts. Unable to form a reply without confirming that he had your mind in a tizz, you remained silent and focused on walking in the heeled shoes that had been buckled to your feet.

“I know I have been secretive about why you are here, and I am sorry for that.” Bucky said as he came to a stop outside a fair of formidable iron doors. “I am also sorry for what you are about to hear but I hope you will forgive me in time.”

The air froze in your lungs as the doors opened and you were led into the formal receiving room that was filled with royal advisors and the Queen Mother. Bucky’s mother rose to her feet as she saw her son, her eye’s barely giving you a cursory glance before she descended on the King.

“What is this I hear of you traipsing through the market like a peasant?” You struggled not to flinch at the icy tone of his mother and instead focused on the feel of Bucky’s muscles clenching in his forearm as his hand formed a strained fist. Looking up you saw his cheek ticking, the shadow of a beard sharpening his jawline as he suppressed his blatant anger. “I have spent the entire month convincing King Anthony to arrange a marriage with his daughter and on the day of her arrival you are nowhere to be seen.”

“You shouldn’t have troubled yourself needlessly.” Bucky stated.

“Needlessly?” She scoffed. “You know the law, you need a Queen to produce an heir if you wish to remain on that throne your father died to put you on.”

Bucky’s free hand came to rest on yours, a small squeeze given as he squared off with his mother. “I need a wife, not a Queen.”

You tried to pull away as Winnifred turned her cold eyes on you but Bucky held your hand firm, his strength overpowering yours tenfold. She may have been shorter than you with her age but she still managed to look down her nose, scrutinising every part of you - even the depth of your soul seemingly. Other than the wide eyed, petrified look on your face there was no way of knowing you were one of the ‘peasants’ from the marketplace, you looked as adorned and pampered as the rest of the ladies in the room.

Turning back to her son, you breathed a sigh of relief that her intense stare was no longer on you. “You would crown a nobody when you could have a princess?”

“I would rather crown a kind nobody than have another frigid bitch living within these walls, mother.”

His fingers tightened on your arm as he felt you trying to pull away. The corset suddenly seemed too tight and you couldn’t draw the air needed into your lungs.

“The poor woman is going to faint. She will never survive Court.” Winnifred laughed, turning her back on the King and walking back to her chair set aside from the pair of thrones centre to the room. “Tell me, darling, the treasury is waning - what dowry do you bring? What can you do to make this union profitable?”

You hadn’t known the country was in a dire financial state, in fact, from the lavish balls that were thrown each month behind the high palace walls you would have thought the opposite. Clearing your throat, Bucky looked at you with surprise as you stepped forward with a sudden fire in your belly. You didn’t want to marry the man you had just met, you didn’t want to be standing in the throne room of the palace, but since that was where you were you had a duty to your fellow lower class people to speak up.

“For starters, tax the rich.” You stated boldly, a chorus of scoffs and mocking laughter circling the room before the previous Queen held up her hand to silence them.

“And when they revolt? How will you stop them from fighting?”

It was your turn to laugh as you shook your head incredulously. “I’m not sure how battles were fought back in your day, your highness, but I’ve never seen the rich or royal fight. You hide in the safety of your palaces while you send poor sons and fathers to their death.”

You turned to look around the room, glad to see at least a few ashamed faces unable to hold your stare until you face Bucky, that same smile he had given you in the market sending your heart racing. His arm curled around your waist and he nodded to his mother before guiding you back out of the room, his grin never wavering as the heavy doors closed behind you.

Pulling yourself from his touch you turned and poked your finger into his hard chest. “You smile at the idea of war?”

“Not in the slightest.” He smiled with a shake of his head. “There are very few people who would disagree with my mother. Ever since I saw you arguing with the forecourt master, I knew there was something special about you.”

Your feet stumbled as you remembered the argument the week prior. The price of hiring a market stall had increased twice in the last quarter and it was getting harder to sell products with the inflation - customers opting to travel further out of the city to where prices were cheaper. There had been an audience to the arguments but you hadn’t paid enough attention to the individuals to notice if there had been a cloaked figure among them.

“Why have you been watching me?” You asked as you backed away from the King, the hem of the long dress tripping you and nearly sending you falling into a tall candelabra.

Bucky surged forward and caught you around the waist, your breasts straining dangerously close to the top of the corset as he cradled your arched back and you threw your arms around his neck in case his strength failed. “Because I require a wife to keep my title, and I think you have the qualities needed in a Queen.”

“I’m not a royal.”

“There is no written law that you have to be, trust me, I have read them all.” Bucky sighed, pulling you upright but keeping you in his arms.

“How can I trust you? I don’t even know you. This morning I was ankle deep in mud selling fruit and now I’m,” you tugged at the dress, falling short on the word you wanted, “this. It isn’t me. I’m sorry but you should marry the Stark princess, your Majesty.”

“Forget the dress, just for a minute, forget the hair and the jewellery, even the palace.” Bucky begged, his eyes glowing bright in the midday sun that filtered through the windows of the hall. “You are brave, everyone in that room has witnessed it first hand. You understand business and commerce, albeit on a smaller scale than a whole country - but it’s really not that different. Most of all, you care about other people - even when there is no benefit to you. That is a rare sight to see and it was the moment I knew you were the one to rule at my side.”

“Bucky, stop.” His fingers tipped your head back and you could feel the warmth of his breath across your cheek, your body ready to betray your mind as he leant in, but you turned away at the last moment. “You claim to know my character but you have yet to ask the most basic information about me.”

“I’m not saying this will be easy, and I promise we will get to know each other with time.” He sighed.

“So you don’t even want to know what my name is? My birthday? Where I live?”

“You think I didn’t find all this out before I arranged our wedding?” He chuckled. “I know everything about you, Y/N. That is why I know you are perfect for me.”

The room began to spin as his confession battered around in your brain. “I can’t marry you.”

“You can and you will.” Bucky promised as he cradled your cheek while you froze beneath his touch. “Your father has already accepted it, with more than fair share of remuneration I might add, so I suggest you do too - and quickly.”

You swallowed the lump in your throat and sagged in defeat, knowing your family needed the money as much as you needed your head to live, something that you were at risk of losing if you disrespected the King. “Fine.”

“I know this isn’t what you wanted, but we can learn to love each other.” He murmured gently as his thumb stroked your cheekbone. “You can’t deny the spark between us.”

You closed your eyes, the small shake of your head giving him hope as he wrapped his arms around you. There was no way to deny it, in his arms you could almost forget where you were as his scent drove you wild and his touch threatened to set your body on fire. Resting your head on his shoulder you hoped he was right, but only time would tell.

Click here for part two.

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flordeamatista · 1 year

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BUCKY BARNES Daydreams?

Just looking for people who are interested in seeing the completed daydream.

For me, this is new au's, so I'm looking forward to sharing it with you.

The fic will be posted sometime in May.

Each daydream has about 2k + (fluff, smut, angst)

The gif also inspired both fics, so that's a hint

#ali's daydreams polls 🌸#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes #king!bucky #viking!bucky #bucky barnes au

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buckgasms · 2 years

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That King Bucky idea sounds delicious! Give it to us!

Ok how about a little snippet?

🤭🤭🤭

You entered the King's bedroom and began sorting out the fire, throwing wood into the big hearth, making sure it would be nice and warm in the room when he came to retire.

You were pulling his sheets down when the door burst open, making you jump out of your skin. You locked eyes with the King before curtseying and apologising.

He closed the door and walked around the bed to look at you. "It's not a problem little dove, I need someone to help me and now here you are." He motioned for you to approach and you began to help him undress and prepare for bed. As you removed his clothes you were unaware of his eyes watching you like a hungry wolf.

You undressed him all the way down to his underwear and looked up to confirm whether you should remove them. He nodded and you knelt down to pull them off his body. You gasped quietly when his large cock sprang free and almost hit your face as you removed them.

You looked down and averted your eyes until you felt his hand tip your chin upwards. "Are you unwilling to serve your King little dove?" You looked at him wide-eyed and shook your head with vigour. "No your Grace! I wish to make you happy in anyway I can."

He smiled warmly and stroked your check. "Good, open your mouth and let me use it to my satisfaction..."

👑I'm👑A👑Whore👑

#beefy bucky is king #king!bucky #dark!bucky x y/n #dark!bucky barnes #dark!bucky smut #dark!bucky x you #dark!bucky x reader #dark king bucky

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thornsnvultures · 2 years

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All Hail the King

💖 fae king!Bucky Barnes x fem!reader (no body descriptions but Bucky calls you his Queen)

🌸 a/n: title and inspo from @treatbuckywkisses beautiful moodboard! I loved it the moment I saw it earlier today and when I went to write this the words just kept coming out lol I hope you like it!! 🥺🥺🥺

✨️🌷🦋🌷✨️

Slowly blinking to adjust to the light streaming on your face, you opened your eyes. The world around you was much different than the one you had fallen asleep in just moments ago on your blanket at the park.

"What-Where am I?"

"There's my Queen," a deep, familiar voice rumbled to your left. "I was worried you had been left to the Mists."

You turned to the voice, to the man you had met just hours ago. Dressed in a lavish, princely get up and adorned with a crown stood a man who had not long ago introduced himself to you simply as "Bucky". He still looked well and good like a prince, but with the obvious addition of large, ornate, shimmering wings, he looked like a prince of the faeries.

"You have wings."

"That I do, sweetheart. Aren't they magnificent?"

They were. You wanted to reach out and touch but they looked like they were made of dew drops and pure sunlight; opalescent, like fresh rain on a red rose. You retreated your curious hand before you could sully his magnificence, ruin the dream and make it come untrue.

"Where am I? Who are you?"

He stepped closer to you and the bed of flora you were sat upon; a soft cushion of leaves and petals and grass of all kinds.

Bucky took your hand and lifted it to his lips. The crown perched atop his floof of hair shifted as his pink petal lips pressed ever so lightly on the back of your hand.

"I am Prince James Buchanan Barnes, Lord of the Fae. You, my sweet, are in my kingdom."

He kept your hand in his as your mind swam in confusion, trying to surface. It feels like that time when you were six, when you fell in the community pool and still didn't know how to get your feet under you.

"Your kingdom?"

It felt silly. A dream. Childish and strange.

But there was Bucky, grinning down at you like he was ready to show you everything, show you how he carried the world in the palm of his hand.

"Are you sure this isn't a dream?"

"I'm sure."

You took another look around you at the sprawling meadow. The green and the leaves, the colors and the scent of millions of flowers floating on the breeze, the lichen and its wet and cool softness.

You nod your head and match Bucky's grin, letting him pull you to your feet and into his waiting arms.

"Well then, my Queen. Let me show you your kingdom."

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#fayths moodboard #sebastian stan #bucky barnes #king!bucky #fae au #moodboard #kisses for queue

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A Beautiful, Terrible Thing Epilogue

A/N: The end of this series that took more than half a year for me to finish wow! My next story is going to be a Pretty Woman Au so look out for that! As always Feedback is always appreciated if you want to be Tagged, either send an ask or comment on this or click on Taglist open.

Wordcount: 1,262

Warnings: Fluff! Smut, and thats it nothing else really just a happy ending.

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Seven Years Later

Y/n currently chased a young girl through the halls of the castle. “Come on Lilly, let’s just get you in your dress, and then get this dinner over with.” The Queen sighed in slight ehxsation.

“No!” The child yelled then continued running, but was soon picked up and stopped, Y/n looked up at who picked up her second youngest child.

“Thank god’s Sam.” She smiled at the now twentie-year-old, who Bucky and she decided to take in the young boy, mainly because Bucky couldn’t say no to her when she explained what had happened, the fact that Y/n became very paternal over him in a short time.

He smiled back at The Queen, he still called her Y/n, not ever feeling quite comfortable with calling her mom or mother, he turned to the young girl fighting in his arms. “Lilly, be good for your mother.” He told her.

“I don’t wanna!” She whined.

He arched a brow. “You don’t want to go to dinner?” She simply shook her head. “Your uncle will be there along with your cousin, and other kids your age, you’ll have fun. It's not as bad as you think, you should go with your mom and get ready, besides I think it’s important that a princess such as yourself is there.”

“You go then.” She pouted. He shook his head. “I will if you do.”

She turned to look at her mother and huffed, and was put back on the ground as the little girl marched away towards her room. “Thank you.” Y/n said.

“You're welcome, she’d go to that dinner if she knew I was gonna be there.” He said cockily, then his cocky facad melted and he looked like he was about to blush. “Is Rebecca going to be at the dinner?”

Y/n smiled knowing he had a crush on your sister inlaw since he was young. “Yeah she is, and she’s going to be moving back here she is going to be the new advisor.”

Sam looked at her with furrowed brows. “What’s going to happen to Phastos?”

“Phastos wanted to spend more time with his husband and son.” Y/n told him. “You need to go get ready and I have to get myself and Lilly ready.”

He ran away with excitement, Y/n just laughed softly before heading to the five-year-old's room, Y/n walked in to find the room in complete disarray with dresses everywhere. “What are you doing?” Y/n asked the stuped looking child.

“I don’t wanna wear a dress mama.” She huffed.

Y/n picked her up. “What else are you going to wear?” Y/n asked.

“Clothes like Sam’s or papa’s.” She scrunched up her nose.

Y/n looked at her. “Lilly we can’t have new clothes made last minute, wear a dress for tonight then we can have those made for you.”

She huffed. “Okay.”

“Thank you, find which one you wanna wear.” Y/n told her, once the girl finally found something she liked Y/n got her ready.

Y/n went back to her chambers when she found Bucky. “Lilly is going to be the death of me.” Y/n told him.

“What’s going on?” The King asked.

“She doesn't want to wear dresses anymore, which is fine, but I don’t wanna waste money that we should help the people with.” She sighed, she had been getting undressed as she spoke.

She turned to look at her husband who looked at her with a hungry lust, Bucky pulled her to him, he kissed her neck. “Bucky we can't have dinner.”

“Your brother can wait.” He huffed.

Bucky pulled her with him to the bed, he pulled his clothes off. “God’s your fucking gorguse.” Bucky’s hands softly caressed her body, the metal hand softly caressed her breast, the cold metal making her niples erect under the cool touch, then he slowly slid into her, he rocked in and out of her. “Fuck Y/n you feel so good.”

Y/n rocked against his pelvis slowly. “Oh god’s Bucky.” She moaned.

Bucky combed his hand through her hair and pulled on it gently on, he moved up to kiss her lips which started to swell. Her breasts pushed against his chest, he flipped her over so that he was no top of her now, he worked mules and moans though her lips, and she did the same with him. She always managed to work his orgasmim out of him first. He slowly did the same with her slowly rubbing at the bud of nerves between her legs.

“You're going to make wanting to go to that dinner even harder now.” She sighed, after hitting her high.

She sulked getting out of the bed, Bucky followed suit with her, Y/n got dressed in a blue short sleeve dress, The King and Queen made their way to the dining room. “It’s about time.” Tony scoffed jokingly when seeing his sister.

“Good to see you too Tony.” She hugged her brother.

It was pleasant to see everyone come together again seven years after the battle, now being called the war won in a day. The celebration lasted most of the night, but Y/n left earlier than most of the people, she led the children back to there room’s, she put her youngest Rose who’s two, to bed first, she was relatively easy to get to sleep, then Lilly, who also refused to want to lay down claiming she wasn't sleepy, but once in pajamas and in bed fell asleep, and then her only son Bastian he was six, and he didn’t complain as much as his younger sibling, but he really wanted to stay up and be with the adults, but Y/n claimed to him that he would one day be able to. And then her eldest another daughter, Yelena, she was seven and she didn’t want help being tucked in, but she did request one thing from her mother. “Tell me the story, mama, I promise I’ll stay awake for it this time.” She begged as she did every night.

Y/n nodded, though knowing she would, she started. “Sir Rhodey stood in the castle shooting range, my younger brother, Aron, the youngest prince of the Stark family, the young boy was holding the arrow and bow, I smirked when he missed the target, Rhodey sent a glare at me. “It’s alright young Prince Aron, you just need more training, don’t listen to your sisters snickering.” Rhodey’ hand was on Aron’s shoulder. The dark curls of my brother shook as he nodded. “Yes, Sir Rhodey.” Then he turned and stuck his tongue out at me.” The young girl giggled at her mothers words. “I stood with a look of determination on my face, I marched towards my brother, and took the bow, and an arrow out of his quiver, the cool air of the ocean cut through my hair as I pulled back the arrow on the string. “Princess.” Rhodey Said close to my ear as a hushed warning knowing if any one saw me do what I was thinking about doing I would be in a load ton of trouble. I released the arrow anyway and it hit the center spot on the target. My lip twitched and pulled into a smirk.”

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My love, his duty // Chapter 12

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Chapter summary: It was all too good to be true and while you hold your newborn baby in your arms, your enemies are gathering against you.

Pairing: King!Bucky Barnes x Queen!Reader (very ambiguously described)

Chapter Warnings: cursing, mediaeval customs, Religious persons mentioned, a baptism, a cute little baby, use of opioids for medical purposes,

There is many time lapses in this chapter, it´s like a collection of small one shots

(I should say there is always a cardenal, bishop or other religious person running around, it's just how it works in this times I guess)

+18 please. Minors be warned

Word Count (Chapter): 4k

Time seemed to stop, everything around him lost all of its importance, the worlds could burn around him, and he couldn’t care less. Bucky held his son in his arms for the very first time. The baby is trying to focus his new eyes on his. Bucky leaned in until he pressed his lips against his forehead. And chuckling when Henry sneezed and frowned his little face, clearly tickled by his father’s beard

“My son,” he whispered, cradling him in his arms. He looked in your direction and he found you sleeping, poor thing, you were so tired, even though it had been an uneventful birth, and Bruce explained you didn’t rip, whatever that meant, that you were not injured, and the Prince was delivered into this world without a hitch

His attention went back to his small little face. He was so small, so innocent. And what amazed him the most was that it was all you. You made him, he could hand to you the throne right now.

He walked with his son in his arms out of the room and into his privy council’s meeting, where he found Steve, waiting for him, he impatiently walked towards his friend

“Look at him” he demanded, without stop smiling, “Look at your Prince” he was so excited he couldn't hide it any longer

“He is perfect, your Majesty” admired Steve, looking at the baby, who was sleeping soundly, “Is the Queen well?”

“Yes, she is sleeping, otherwise she wouldn’t have let me take the Prince out of her sight”

“Her mother instincts are kicking in” he said with a shy smile

“They indeed are” admired Bucky

“The court is dying to meet the Prince” Steve said gently, looking at the reactions from the King, and James smiled widely

“I want all of them to see him,” he said, as if he were a kid after Christmas morning, not being able to wait to show all of his toys. “Gather them, I must show them his Prince” Steve smiled widely and ran off the office

Bucky walked towards the throne room where he knew his court was waiting, his eyes never left his son, who had his eyes open lazyly. He knew newborns usually slept for most of the day, but he seemed to recognize he was in an unknown environment and on the move, even though he was in his father’s embrace. He draw soft noises his little mouth moved like searching for something, he guessed he was in need of his mother’s breast.But introducing him to the court was more important, but he needed to do it quickly before his son started crying

He watched at his guards looking at him, and even though it was their job to introduce his arrival, they both looked at him wide eyed when they noticed he was carrying the Prince

They both bowed to him

“With all the respect Your Majesty, congratulations” said the first, trying to take a peek at the baby. He only smiled proudly.

“Thank you” he said, leaning in so they could see him, and once they did and drew smiles. They bowed again and announced to the court the entrance

“His majesty the King, and His royal highness, Prince Henry” they said vigorously. And opened wide both doors

He saw the faces of his friends first, Anthony, Sam, and Steve, and they all bowed to him and to his son

“Meet the Prince” he shouted, and he knew all the court who had gathered there wanted to see the newborn

He never felt so proud, he bever felt so happy. His legacy was secured

After the big introduction, when his son woke up and started to get fuzzy, he returned to her chambers. Bucky entered the room slowly, but he saw you were awake he smiled apologetically at you, holding your son in his arms

“Where were you?” you asked, not being able to hide your indignity. He walked towards you until he reached the bed, gesturing to give your son back

“I’m sorry love” you eagerly took your son in your arms again, cuddling him against your chest, “I wanted to show the court their new Prince” you looked at him angrily

“I was scared, you took him without asking me” you pointed out, “I woke up and he…”

“Honey, remember that he is a Prince” he said carefully, but strongly, “He belongs to the crown”

“I know” you grunted, “I just got scared” you whispered, watching him close his big eyes with a yawn, and in a second he was sleeping cuddling against your breast

“They all loved him” he said gently, sitting by your side, looking at his son, “he is indeed, perfect”

“He is just a baby” you reminded him gently, “I’m really hoping you know he is not perfect, not he is going to be” he looked at you puzzled, “I know he already has a lot on his shoulders for being a Prince, but I really don’t think that kind of pressure is going to be good for him” he then smiled gently

“With you as his mother I have no doubt he will be the best King this kingdom has ever has” he said gently, “I’ll remember your words my sweet Queen, we will raise him good, without the pressure of the crown” you smiled thankfully

“I love you” you whispered

“I love you too” You were interrupted by a woman dressed in a perfect black dress with a white apron. In her head there was a white cloth, fixing her auburn hair in a perfect manner. She was of age, older than you, with a kind smile and dark eyes

“Your majesties” she greeted bowing profoundly. James smiled at her as he knew who she was

“He is the Prince, Henry” he introduced, and you looked at both of them without knowing what to do

“And you are?” you asked

“I’m Lady May, your majesty” she said, again bowing

“She is Henry’s nanny, my love,” he said gently. James took your son from your arms and under your surprised gaze, he handed to her

“But…” you protested, as you watched the wretched woman take your baby from the room, “He is mine James” you protested, rage made your body hot. He only kissed your forehead as a consolation, not caring about your anger towards the royal-stealer woman

“I know honey, but let them do their work, ok? Their nannies are here to help you and take care of him” you growled, under the surprised watch of your husband, “You need to regain your strength” he reminded you

“I’m fine” you protested, “I want my son with me” you protested

“You just gave birth” he fighted, “You need your rest let the nannies help you”

“I don’t need help, I need my son in my arms” he reached for a cup from your night stand and handed it to you.

“Milk of the poppy to help you sleep my love”

“But my king” you cried, but when you saw his face, those eyes filled with determination, “When I wake again will they return him to me?” you relented

“Of course my love, as you wish” he whispered, so you took the drink. And the sharp pain in your lower region began to relent, but as your felt better, you also felt more tired

“Goodnight my Queen” Bucky layed on the bed beside you, cradling you against his body and kissing your temple. And you lost consciousness

As soon as you regained your strength, the pain was no more and you could stand, the King organised a grand christening for his son, his heir and Prince of this Kingdom

It was hosted in the cathedral, and Steve was appointed as his godfather, and held your naked and squalling child in his arms when the bishop had poured holy water over his dark haired head, as he chanted “I baptise thy, In nomine patris et filii et spiritus sancti, amen”

“He already has the strength of a Prince” said your King with proudness filling his voice, as the entire cathedral could hear his screams and cries

“I'm scared he´ll drop him” you whispered only for his ears, and in the corner of your eye you saw him smiling and containing his laugh

“Nobody is dropping our child, and if he does I´ll have his head” he whispered back. You entangled your arm with his and he drew you near him, “How are you feeling?”

“Better each day, still hurts a little bit” he kissed your temple without taking his eyes off the ceremony, specially his son

“I’m glad you are recuperating” he said softly, “As soon as this is over you are going back to bed”

“Yes your majesty” you mumbled with a snarky point to your frase

“God of infinite goodness, send prosperous life and long to his high and mighty, Prince of Brook, Henry” chanted the bishop. Your son had stopped crying, and he cooed happily as he was being held and cradled by Steve´s strong arms and soft velvet clothing

As they started to walk away from you, into the great hallway, you paced impatiently

“They can't hold him naked like that” you whispered to your husband, “He is going to get sick” James chuckled as he put his lips to your temple to soothe your worries

“Don't worry my love” he muttered against your skin, as Steve was given a white cloth in which he covered the baby, “There you go”

Steve showed the Prince to everyone in the Cathedral, as Bucky parted from your side leaving you standing in the middle of the altar alone

Steve turned towards you, and he made a great ceremonial gesture, when handed you your baby, you received him carefully, cuddling him to your chest

When he was placed comfortably in your arms, everyone bowed to you both, as you kissed his little forehead as he cooed happily, undoubtedly recognizing you. He looked so much like his father it made your chest fill with warmth, but he had all your colouring

“God bless the Pince” the archbishop chanted, and all the cathedral followed

Bucky woke up in the middle of the night and you weren't there beside him. Scared, he took foot and walked towards your chambers, but you weren't there either. Taking a deep breath, he walked towards the nursery, and there you were, it shook him to find you nursing your child from your own breast, but also, it made him increase his desires for you

The night nurses of the prince looked at him with apologetic looks, noded and left you both

“Sweetheart” he murmured. You raise your eyes to look at him, and you almost feel embarrassed, “You shouldn't…”

“Why can't I feed my own child from my own breast?” you asked, still holding the baby, his tiny lips suckling into your nipple, Bucky didn't know why, but it made his manhood throb, “I'm his mother”

“Queens don't do that” you look down at your son, suckling, and making those tiny noises that warmed your heart and you loved so, so much

“I'm sorry” you separated him from you softly, he grunted, but fell asleep instantly in your arms. Bucky was there to receive him, to let you arrange your nightgown

Bucky admired his son, and his milk-drunk little face, remnants of your milk still on his lips, and he purred happily in his father's arms, sleeping profoundly

“I just love those sounds he makes” you said, reaching on your feet the two loves of your life. Bucky sororounded you with his arm and draw to to him, kissing the top of your head while he cuddled his son with his other arm

“Can we take him with us?” you asked, batting your eyelashes to him, he only smiled

“Only for tonight” you extended your arms to receive your baby, but he shook his head, “Mine” he grunted playfully, you just giggled and let yourself be gently pushed by him to his chambers.

You cuddled in bed, the prince sleeping in his father’s chest and you cuddled on his side, admiring Bucky and Henry. James had his arms wrapped protectively around you, and the other caressing his son’s back

He, again, never felt so happy

The morning was chaotic when the nurses came for the little guy, and you almost threw punches at them, but you relented when James gave you a warning look. Fearing the war that was brewing between you and his son’s nurses

They might have won the morning battle, but then at noon when he was getting hungry and emerged from his privy council’s chambers. He frowned when he saw the group of nurses and wet nurses walking hastily through the corridors, like looking for something, or someone

“Excuse me!” he called, all the ladies stopped and bowed to him

“Your majesty” they murmured at the same time

“Where's the prince?” he asked, one of them, the oldest, gave a step forwards him and bowed

“I´m sorry your majesty, but her majesty the Queen took the Prince, and we cannot find her”

“Oh really?” he asked, incredulous. She nodded nervously. “She is not in her chambers, not in the gardens, or your chambers…”

“Ok” he sighed loudly, having a faint idea of where you might be.

He finds you in the furthest and tallest of the towers of the castle, a single room filled with sunlight, carpets and big pillows layed on the floor for the comfort of those who may use this place to read or to find comfort in peace. He found you there, sitting amongst big cushions, playing with your son, he could almost hear his giggles, although he was too young yet

“(Y/N)” he called, you look at him as like you just have been caught doing something wrong, “Imagine my surprise when I see a flock of nurses and ladies in waiting looking for my missing son, claiming he was taken by his mother” you pouted but then you returned your attention to your son

“They spend too much time with him, they barely let me hold him” you whined, eyes filled with unshed tears of longing, and the constant feeling that you were doing something wrong when it came to your own baby, the one thing in which you couldn't misstep

“They are here to help you” he seated on the floor right next to you

“But he is mine” you said, “My baby, I barely spend time with him”

“You are a Queen, who is busy with matters of state” he murmured, his face lined up with yours to watch your son, resting in your thighs, at the sight of his father he smiled widely, looking at him with joy in his face

“I feel like I do everything wrong when it comes to him” you cried, finally shedding some tears, “I want to learn how to take care of him, not let other people do it…”

“I know my love, but the Kingdom needs you”

“My son needs me most” you pouted, he cleaned your tear stained cheeks with his thumbs and kissed you softly.

“Let the nannies do their job” he whispered against your lips, and his tone did not allowed contradictions

Bucky practised alongside Steve and Sam in the hunting field, bow and arrow in hand, practising their shots as the new hunting season was coming close, and since you were no longer pregnant, your appetite for boar had return stronger than ever

Vision ran towards the trio, heavy breaths and a scare look on his face, so scared that made the three friends stop everything they were doing to look at the Second in command

“Lord Zemo is back” said Vision, right to the point.

“How? Why?”

“He had gathered an army with his sympathisers, and it’s taking the fields”

“Shit!” Bucky cursed

“This a clear declaration of war” saif Steve, “we need to gather our banners and take the field as well”

“I agree” sentenced Buky, “Call everyone in, and call Lord Fury” the four of them started walking back towards the palace

“He is the one who received the information”

“Does he know where they are gathering?” he asked Bucky

“He believed they are gathering in the Baron’s domain, near the border with her majesty's Kingdom”

“Do you think they are in on it?” asked Bucky then, “Do you think her father would support them?”

“Absolutely no” muttered Vision, “They have enough problemas of their own”

“We have to take measures, their intentions are clear and like I said, bring everyone in, call in Tony and tell him he and his Duchess and her new daughter all can come here, I will not have our court out there in the open” he said firmly, he knew of all the Baron’s tactics and their father’s before him, and he knew how close the court where, and right now they were sitting ducks in their castles far from the capital.

“Good, I will bring everyone in” said Vision and changed ways to run towards the aviary, to end the ravens

“So, we are going to war?” asked Steve, a worried look on his face

“I’m afraid so” muttered Bucky, “it’s been long overdue, but I’m afraid of what this would do to the people, Sam” he called and his friend nodded, “I want you to run and go towards all the towns from here to the Baron’s, I want everyone to show surrender, I will not, under any circumstances have any of my people suffer because of this, tell them I will not hold anything against them if they chose to surrender under the Baron, but also gather every fighting men you can”

“Wise choice, I will” he crossed his arm across his chest and nodded strongly, and ran off towards the stables

“And I need you by my side” he said to Steve, “to be the general””

“Great, I will be here” he said firmly, “Are you going to tell her?”

“I can't hide something like this from her” he muttered, both men entered the castle and walked through the large corridors, “But at the same time I want to protect her”

“She can protect herself, I think” muttered Steve

“I know” he said, “But she is so occupied with our son that I don’t want to disturb her”

“You need to secure your son you know the Baron has friends everywhere, and the entire court is here”

“What are you saying?”

“You need to send your son south” Steve said with a serious look on is face, “Your father murdered their family, don’t doubt for a second that the birth of the Prince isn’t what triggered the Baron to gather his banners again” Bucky cursed under his breath because Steve was again, correct

“Can you set it up? Nobody can Know where the prince is going except for us” he whispered

“I will send my and your best men on the job, and he will be going to my territories in the South”

“Good, yes”

You stormed the hallways looking for the King, seeing red so intensely you actually thought of grabbing your sword and threatening him with it, you found him surrounded by his men, on the table a big map of the entire Kingdom but you didn’t care about that, as soon as he saw your face he cleared the room

“Why would you send him away?” you asked, tears threatening to fall from your eyes “You do not love him?”

“Of course I do!” he said, almost offended, “I love him with all my heart!”

“Then why?” he saw the tears in your eyes and he softened his gaze upon you

“My darling, it is costum for the princes and princesses of the throne to have their own houses, and a crew of persons to take care of them” he explained to you but it did not matter, watching your baby part from you had broken your heart. You whined, in pain, feeling actual pain in your chest

“But he is just a baby,” you contradicted “how is it going to be good for him to be apart from me, his mother and you, his father?” He looked at you as if he would look at something cute, and you hated him for it, so you growled and gave your back to him. Only to heard him chuckle

“Are you upset with me, my love?” he asked, amused

“Yes!” you shouted, he placed his hand on your shoulder and made you turn softly, you were pouting and he had a grand smile on his face. He cradled your face with his big hands, and he leaned in to kiss you, “He is mine!” you said, rejecting the kiss and growling, a fierceness growing inside of you, heating every part of your insides

“My Love, I´m afraid to tell you that the prince is property of the state” he said softly, his brow furrowed, his eyes big and worried. And based on the face you were putting up, he feared that you would bite his head off, “But the good news is what we are the state” he continued

“Are you implying that your council had something to do with this?”

“No, my love, I´m just adjusting to the traditions” he said softly

“But if he is to succeed you one day wouldn´t it be good for him to stay by your side?” you asked hopefully. He pouted briefly before he leaned in and kissed your forehead, silently saying he wouldn't back down, “He is going to forget me” you said when he gently parted from you

“He won't, we´ll visit him weekly, he will never forget you” he assured you, “And they can bring him to you whenever you want”

“Very well” you said, not very much convinced, but you earned another kiss from him

“I like you like this, this lioness defending her cub” he purred, and you couldn't help but smile shyly, “We shall make another one, so you´ll be comforted again”

“Another one?”

“And another one after that” you giggled as he kissed you again, “And I want a little girl, to take her looks after her mother”

“Then you shall have a daughter” you muttered

“Are you ready?” he asked, and you nodded, as you had your monthly bleeding last week, indicating you were ready to bear another child, and you felt as strong as ever, even ready for the battlefield. He smiled widely, “Then I shall visit your chambers tonight” you smiled and nodded again, as he kissed you

“I thought there as only one chamber now: ours” you muttered, he smiled widely

“I thought It was special to conceive our children in a particular bed”

“The we should go to Madripoor” you said jokingly, “there is probably where we made Henry”

“Even though I’d like to think I got it right the first time I had you…” you both chuckled at the same time, “you are right my sweet queen” he purred against your lips, “I think is time we go to our special place” when he hugged you, he look over your shoulder at the table, and all the planning he was doing for the upcoming war, and suddenly it hit him, you were not going to be able to go back to Madripoor and he definitely could not get another baby in your belly, at least not right away

He has hid information before and you almost left him because of it, he could not do it again, but how was he going to tell you about the civil war that was looming over your peaceful Kingdom? He needed you right by his side, he needed your help but also he knew that if he told you, there was no way he was going to be able to shake you away

He was going to tell you, but first he needed to make sure you’ll stay here, safe, away from the danger.

But how?

Notes: Don’t hate Bucky please hahaha, I take inspiration from the series “The Tudors” and after also research, I found out that the prince, and princesses were sent away by their parents to their own houses, and even though is very sad, I did want to make this history-accurate, we will see the Prince shortly! I promise. AND DO NOT GIVE OPIOIDS TO WOMEN WHO JUST HAD GIVEN BIRTH! Ajjajajaja

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buckrecs · 1 year

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2023 𝙗𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙮 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙘 𝙧𝙚𝙘 2

masterlist | ✨- fav fics | status - complete

All of them are COMPLETE Series.

1. Chicken by @delusionalwriterr

Bucky x Reader

You and Bucky Barnes shared a strange relationship with each other and the team was getting tired of it. When a mission goes wrong, will you be forced to admit your feelings for each other or will they remain buried?

2. sweet reverie by @demxters

College!Bucky x Reader

bucky asks you to pretend to be his girlfriend for the weekend but after what you thought was sweeter than a dream has you facing a harsher reality.

3. The Time of the Prey by @subwaysurf45 ✨

Knight!Bucky x Princess!Reader

The younger sister of the most talked about princess in the kingdoms really can’t do much except smile and nod. When Natasha, your sister, finally goes to moves all of you to Shieldshire to marry her beloved Prince Steve you are left with your art, all alone. But one Knight took it upon himself to keep you company, and that company was all you needed to get through wedding season. Will that company last or will it be ripped away from the both of you? A war is starting and it seems targets are being made.

4. super rich kids by @traitorjoelite

College!Bucky x Reader

kids with too much money, parties every night, and an incident with your best friend’s brother is just the norm on the upper east side.

5. Bring You Home by @sunflowersoldat ✨

Bucky x Reader

Y/N travels back in time to get Steve’s help for one last mission, but not everything goes as planned.

6. The Colour of Rain by @delaber

Bucky x Reader

On the run from his violent past, Bucky has sought refuge in a small town in Mexico where he enjoys the peace and quiet of not understanding a word of Spanish. A peace that is violently disturbed when he runs into the most annoying woman he has ever met.

7. All The King’s Men by @nastybuckybarnes ✨

Alpha!King!Bucky x Omega!Reader

8. Peaches by @noctumbra

DBF!Bucky x Reader

what they were doing was wrong, both of them knew that. it had to be kept as a secret. not everyone would understand what they have, she knew that much. they’d look at them and see an older man misleading a girl so much younger than him. it wasn’t the thing, though. that had never been the thing. it wasn’t misleading, taking advantage ─whatever they called their situation. it was love. forbidden, not-society-friendly, but love.

9. Sweet Dreams by @abovethesmokestacks ✨

Bucky x Baker!Reader

Sometimes you start talking with someone, and you realize you share an interest and a wish for a certain supersoldier to be cut som slack. Enter cupcakes.

10. Fuck Up The Friendship by @summerofsnowflakes

Bucky x Reader College AU

Fed up with having your feelings played with you decide to have some fun with a with your friend Steve.

11. A Sweet Old Fashioned Notion by @sidepartskinnyjeans

Bucky x Reader

As the dust settles on the second 'snap' Bucky has been getting to know Brooklyn again. His neighbourhood has changed a lot, but it's changed for you too since you got blipped back. Bucky is still pretty old fashiond at heart, there were things he expected from life, to get married, to have a family. Simple things that seem far away now especially when online dating is so hard. Maybe something more traditional would be good for both of you.

12. Soldier, My Soldier by @cryptidcasanova

Winter Soldier!Bucky x Reader

“I am the writing on the wall, the whisper in the air. Without these things I am nothing. So now, I must shed blood.” He lulled at the base of your throat. “Sweetheart, come with me.”

13. Homesick at space camp by @atlaese

Bucky x Avenger!Reader

dying on a cold spaceship lightyears away from home wasn't what you expected

14. Spirits in the House by @redgillan

Detective!Bucky x Reader

Reader is in a coma after a car accident. Bucky moves into your apartment and find your spirit still hanging around.

15. Sugary Sweet by @all1e23

Sugar Daddy!Bucky x Reader

Is it all just sugar or something more?

16. Missing Piece by @likeahorribledream

Bucky x Reader

When Bucky first arrived to the compound, Steve was his only friend and the only person he trusted himself around. That is until Steve introduces him to you, his best friend. Bucky was fascinated by how often you and Steve would hug each other. It had been a very long time since anyone had touched him in such a loving way and it didn’t take long before Bucky found himself craving your touch, but whenever you’d get too close he would flinch as if someone had hit him. His trauma still too fresh a wound for him to be comfortable with someone touching him. Then one day, he finally fights his instincts and let you touch him. He hadn’t realized how truly touch starved he was until he feels the warmth of your skin against his. Something clicks for the both of you in that moment, you had found your missing piece. As long as you were with each other, you were home. You both tried to fool yourselves into thinking you were just friends, really close friends. Friends that needed to be together almost every minute of every day and who needed to hold each other to be able to sleep at night.

17. Metal Arm and Short Skirts by @buckyarchives

Bucky x Doctor!Reader

waltzing in as the new head of the Avenger's medical division, impressing everyone, and... scaring Bucky with your incredibly short skirts. Bucky's having a hard time looking at his arm as anything other than a deadly weapon, and you're more than happy to help him.

18. Scars by @chickenfics ✨

Bucky x Reader Western AU

Running from a past that haunts you and a future that is unsure, the last thing you wanted was to take up with a stranger. Strangers, you'd learned, are almost always more trouble than they're worth. But when dangers from the life you're trying to leave behind get too close for comfort, drastic times call for drastic measures, and the stranger you'd once feared becomes the only person you can trust -- and perhaps the only person you'd call your friend. Now you both just have to make it out alive...

19. The Color of Blood by @theidiotwhowritesthings

Bucky x Agent!Reader Soulmate AU

In this world, a person didn’t discover color until they locked eyes with their soulmate. As an agent of SHIELD, finding your soulmate was hardly a priority. Especially since you were currently dealing with the shocking discovery that HYDRA had been pulling the strings behind SHIELD actions this entire time. Life was all about timing, and you were about to find out that your timing was absolute shit.

20. Everybody’s Watching Him (But He’s Looking At Her) by @writing-for-marvel

Actor!Bucky x Assistant!Reader

The entire world’s eyes are on movie star Bucky Barnes, what he’s wearing, who he’s dating, even the mystery behind why he needs a prosthetic arm - but Bucky doesn’t care about all that, he’s only got one thing on his mind, you.

21. 27 Dresses by @beccaanne814

Bucky x Reader Modern AU

You are the epitome of “always a bridesmaid, never a bride.” You think you know what love is, but sometimes you can’t see what’s right in front of you.

22. Heal by @chucksfavouriteprophet

Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader

23. Dangerous Woman by @samthemarvelfan

Bucky x Reader

You know he blames you, but you never thought he’d hate you.

24. Witness Protection by @mymoonagedaydream

Bucky x Reader

You'd only been living in New York for a few weeks when Natasha introduced you to James Barnes, the man who’d change your life forever.

25. Everything’s Better in Westview by @espinosaurusrexex ✨

Bucky x Reader

Bucky and Y/N sneak into Westview to have the perfect life. Away from late Steve and Tony, Vision and Natasha, they let themselves be consumed by suburban magic. To their surprise, however, some of these people aren’t so dead in the town. And there are some other weird things happening that make them question their sanity. But that’s okay, right? ‘Cause everything’s better in Westview.

26. Trying by @moonlight-prose

Bucky x Reader

Bucky Barnes was a new person. He survived a war with Thanos, finally getting rid of his triggers, and losing his best friend. He didn’t think there was anything else to survive. That is until he meets you in a bookstore and you become something he is scared of losing. An old villain has shown himself and suddenly you are the target of a new ploy to bring the Winter Soldier back.

27. unconventional methods by @marvelouslizzie

Bucky x Adult Content Creator!Reader

Bucky Barnes has a big problem: he is too anxious to date and too old school to enjoy porn. But he needs some kind of relief, and he needs it right now. After getting an accidental boner during a mission, Natasha suggests him an application that seems to be exactly what he needs. Will your content solve the problem for him? Or will it create new problems?

28. ephemeral by @aescapisms

Professor!Bucky x Reader

Bucky Barnes fell in love with you, but the universe isn’t all that forgiving.

29. Bulletproof by @amandaoftherosemire ✨

Bucky x Reader College AU

You, Steve Rogers, and Bucky Barnes have been the best of friends since middle school. On top of that, you’ve been in love with Bucky pretty much the whole time. Everything changed after the three of you got to college, however. Over the past couple of years you and Steve have become even closer but things between you and Bucky have been strained since the night he broke your heart. Can anything bring you back together?

30. The Heart is a Deep Ocean by @dreamlessinparis

Bucky x Reader Titanic AU

Titanic was known as the ship of dreams. For you, it was the dream of getting home, or so you thought. From the moment you locked eyes with James Buchanan Barnes, all those dreams changed and your life was never the same.

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iwannabesawtrapped · 1 year

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just another day of calling big murder men "babygirl"

#doc ock #otto octavius #green goblin #norman osborn #harry osborn #erik killmonger #n’jadaka #frank castle #the punisher #matt murdock #daredevil #mcu namor #king namor #bucky barnes #the winter soldier #marvel incorrect quotes

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sluttyhenley · 16 days

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Callum Turner as John "Bucky" Egan

MASTERS OF THE AIR (2024) Part Five

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angelltheninth · 1 year

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Can I request MCU characters if you walked in on them msterbting?

Sure thing Anon! I love writing these!

Pairing: Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanoff, Thor, Loki, Carol Danvers, King Valkyrie, Tony Stark, Shang-Chi, Kate Bishop, Peter Parker x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, masturbation, teasing, blushing, getting caught, being flustered, mutual masturbation, humping

A/N: Wanna try this format for the MCU writing, tell me if you like it.

KEEPS GOING - Natasha, Thor

Oh please feel free to take a seat and watch the show. There's no embarrassment in this at all, they missed you so much, they were so excited to get home to you from a mission and then you weren't even waiting for them. They couldn't wait either so they helped themselves with their hands, imagination and toys. Your favorite toys too.

STOPS DUE TO EMBARESSMENT - Sam, Shang-Chi, Peter

Your bed is already stained with his cum when he sees you at the door, watching him pumping his cock in his fist. Did you hear him moan your name just now? Oh shit. He... doesn't do this often, he normally has you but tonight he couldn't help himself, he needed release and needed it fast. Wait... you... oh. Your mouth? Yes, please.

WANTS IT MUTUAL - Steve, Clint, Carol, Kate

There's nothing hotter then watching you get off while you watch them get off to you. They want your legs spread, your pussy and clit on full display, your nipples hard for them while they encourage you with their words and their own pleasure. Is that all you've got? No, they know you can do better, they've seen it, they've made you do better. Try to keep up yeah?

NEEDS TO HAVE SEX WITH YOU - Bucky, Loki, Tony

Might have taken things into his own hands at first and was humping your pillow like a feral animal in heat but now that you're here he has something much better to sink his cock into. What's wrong? Don't try telling him you don't want it now, you can't keep your eyes off his dick. As you can tell he needs you bad, are you really gonna deny him this now when you're so wet too? He didn't think so either.

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Yours to Claim

King!Bucky x reader

Warnings: angsty, SMUTT, flufff, Arranged marriage, virginity loss, marriage consummation, bit of bleeding, King Bucky is a sexy, loving, protective warning.

You stood in your new chambers, fidgeting with the lace of your dress, eyes flickering to the various pieces of art work that decorated the walls; moments earlier you had signed your life away to a man you had never met before in exchange for an alliance over war.

A promise of peace if the two kingdoms united; an easy fix at no one’s expense.

Except yours.

You flinched at the sound of the door clicking shut, the king, and now your husband, silencing the hushed whispers on the other side before making his way over to you. Even if his advisors and servants were now quiet, you knew at least one would be lingering around the door way, listening.

Waiting.

You still hadn’t seen him properly, having kept your gaze down to mask the tears that had threatened to fall throughout the ceremony. To your surprise, he didn’t drag you to bed like you expected; instead he strode past and removed some of the many layers he wore for the ceremony before standing in front of you again.

“I hope everything's been to your liking princess-” You were caught off guard with his question, your eyes flicking up, surprised to find soft blue ones looking down at you. “-and that you’ll be happy here”

He cared about your happiness?

You nearly scoffed at the thought but his voice was sincere, not a hint of malice found. You hadn’t noticed before but he had a handsome face; a beautifully carved jaw under his his dark beard, delicately sharp nose, soft pink lips and if you looked for a moment to long, you’d get lost in his eyes.

Shaking the thought away you focused back to the matter at hand. It had to happen one way or another. You agreed to this for your kingdom, there was no point in having second thoughts now.

“They’ll be expecting us to...” Your voice trailed off, glancing off to the side at the large bed that was set in the middle of the spacious room, soft silken sheets and thick lush pillows neatly arranged by the castle maids. You knew how this worked. Love and affection didn’t matter, your marriage wouldn’t be considered legitimate until...

And if you didn’t-

One day you were living your life, preparing for the day you’d have the throne and now you were here.

To be seen in a way no one else ever had.

Touched in places no one dared lay their hands on.

You were now his property.

You tried to push the anxiety that started to claw at your mind, making your way over to the bed and sitting up right as you were taught, waiting for the man you were now tied to, to consummate the marriage. Your breath hitched as you felt the bed dip down beside you from where the king sat, surprised to feel his warm hand gently lay on top of yours, giving you a comforting squeeze.

“Princess we don’t have t-

“I want to” you tried to sound confident but your voice wavered, your breath hitching again when he tilted your chin to look at him, your eyes struggling to hold his gaze.

“This is my kingdom” he said with a firmness that was not directed at you but rather towards the distain he had for the rules that had put you in such a position in the first place, “I’d never force you to do anything, princess” The slight growl in his voice made your heart skip a beat; yet again, there was only sincerity in his words.

However, it was far more complicated for you.

You didn’t want to fail the very duties that had been instilled in you from the day you were born, not wanting the sacrifice you made for your family to go to in vain if anyone dared question the fulfilment of your wedding night.

“I want this” You looked directly at him with confidence but your eyes gave away your vulnerability.

“Then I’ll make it good for you, pretty one” He murmured, the pulse in your veins quickening when his hands came to cup your cheek as he moved you to lay down on his bed. He carefully tugged at the ribbons of your corset, freeing you from the constricting garment and tossing it aside before slipping off the rest of your dress. You felt exposed, lying bare against the cool sheets while he undressed himself; you couldn’t help but glance over at his toned body as he discarded his own clothes, corded muscles running under tan skin, scars from battle decorating his body

The worst was the scarring along his left shoulder, angry jagged lines running from his neck to his shoulder blade, some of the scars extending to his chest and arm. There were divots in his skin from where the cuts ran deeper than others.

It made him beautiful.

You looked away as his pants fell around his ankles leaving him in his all naked glory, feeling hot under his gaze. You instinctively squeezed tightly together, arms draped across your naked chest to cover your modesty. Your eyes were trained on the tapestry that was hung across the room, biting your lip when you felt him crawl onto the bed, kneeling before you, his knees on either side of your legs, bare skin touching yours.

“You’re allowed to look, princess” The king smirked at your flustered state, “I belong to you just as much”

You swallowed thickly, flicking your eyes back to him, involuntarily gripping the sheets finally seeing all of him from his long dark hair falling in waves to his shoulders, his frame broad and solid. A shiver ran down your spin as you continued to trail your eyes further down to his thick length, veins running along the shaft, curved towards him.

You were confused as he moved to lay down beside you, having expected him to lie on top instead but he didn’t; instead he kept his eyes locked with yours, moving your arm to uncover your breasts. You held your breath as he laid them aside, your nipples peaking against the cool air, still waiting for him to shove your legs apart and take what he wanted.

“You’re sure, princess?” He whispered, his face by yours, letting his warm hand rest on your tensed stomach, humming when you hesitantly nodded.

You bit a gasp as his fingers trailed down your body, coaxing your thighs apart, softly caressing the sensitive flesh as you tried to squeeze your legs together. He let out a soft chuckle, moving your thighs apart again, your eyes growing wide when his fingers dipped into your folds, smearing the slick that started to pool between your legs.

“I- you shouldn’t-” You didn’t understand what he was doing, your mind reeling when he moved his fingers close to where you were more sensitive, making it harder for you to control the noises that wanted to slip through.

“I should know every part of my wife” He trailed his fingers back up, watching you intently, his lips curving into a satisfied smirk when he brushed over your swollen bundle of nerves, a gasp escaping you when he pressed his fingers tips against it, “Her most sacred places”

Your breaths quickened, your walls quivering with need, a feeling you had never experienced before, already melting into the pleasure he was giving you.

“I made a promise to take care of you” he started to rub soft circles around your clit, humming and the moan you tried to bite back, your lip caught between your teeth. He pulled his hand away from your soaked cunt, his thumb still glistening with your arousal tugging down on your lip making you gasp.

“You don’t ever have to silence yourself with me princess” His voice dropped an octave, jaw clenched, the meaning behind his words deeper than wanting to hear how pretty you sounded as he pleasured you. He caressed down your body till he found your clit again, rubbing you with such care, building a steady rhythm that had all your nerves lit on fire. A coiling pleasure wound tighter and tighter with each stroke of his fingertips.

“You’re the softest thing I’ve ever touched” His hands had seen war, violence and bloodshed, scars and callouses evidence of his bravery and fierce loyalty to his kingdom.

And now to you.

“Such softness deserves to be loved” he whispered, dipping his head down to your chest, taking your nipple between his lips, gently suckling while continuing to rub slow deliberate circles around your clit. “And worshipped”

Your body moved on its own, your thighs spreading apart, giving him more access to you, your back arching off the bead, needy moans and whimpers filling the room as he switched to your other breast.

“Ooh-it feels-mmphh-” You couldn’t formulate words, hands blindly gripping at the sheets, squirming as he rubbed faster, a fiery pleasure starting to crawl down your spine. You could feel his hard length press against your thigh, your fingers twitching to wrap around him and soothe the ache of his swollen cockhead, his pink tip wet and leaking. He noticed your gaze flick down before looking away, loving your sweet innocence.

“You’re allowed to touch me, princess” He murmured against your cheek, taking your hand, trailing it between your bodies, moving it to wrap around his thick length. He moved your hand along his velvety shaft, his cock hard and throbbing against in your soft palm, “Every part of me is yours now too”

You let out a whimper, hesitantly dragging your hand up and down, learning to build a rhythm he seemed to respond to, listening to the low grunts and groans he made when you twirled your hand around the tip before stroking all the way back down to the base.

“Is-is this okay” Had he not been right beside you, he would have missed the whisper of your voice, a smile gracing is lips as you awaited his answer.

“Of course, princess” James rubbed tighter circles around you, determined to get you make you shatter in pleasure before taking you apart all for himself, wanting every intimate moment you spent with him pure bliss for you. You signed your life to him; he was going to cherish that in every way possible.

“oh-please-p-please!” Your eyes rolled back, your clit swelling as warmth began to spread throughout your body, the coil ready to snap, just a bit more- “Please-” You didn’t even know what you were begging for, your body chasing the building pressure that was holding you right over the edge. You found yourself tugging and stroking him faster, coaxing him to move closer, guiding him to where you needed him most, your cunt clenching, making a mess all over the sheets. His hips rutted in your hand as he slotted himself between your legs, keeping his body weight off you, propped on one arm as he lay above you.

“Please?” Your eyes were glassy, skin hot, a concoction of nervousness, excitement, lust and desire coursing through you as you moved your hands to grip onto his thick shoulders.

“Are you sure you’re ready?” His hand softly petted your hair, eyes swimming with concern, the blunt tip of his cock throbbing against your leaking cunt.

“Take me” you whispered, feeling your heart rate quicken when he reached down between your bodies to line himself up, pressing against your entrance. You whimpered, letting your nails dig into his skin at the burn, feeling his the tip of his cock push into you, stretching your tight cunt apart.

“Shhhhh” He cooed, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead as he pushed in further, trailing kisses down your nose to your lips, your grip nearly breaking the skin on his back. “I won’t hurt you princess”

You could feel his back muscles tense, focused on filling you slowly, finally joining together in a way that made you husband and wife.

“J-James” You didn’t even consider that you’d called him by his named instead of title, too lost in the feeling of him claiming you, hot pain and pleasure radiating through your body at the foreign sensation.

“I know, I know” he nodded against your neck, his cock splitting you open further, wider at the base. “Breathe, breathe, I have you” He could feel your pussy flutter and squeeze his length, trying to accommodate for his girth. He pulled away from your neck to brush the hairs that clung to your forehead, his thumb gently smoothing the crease between your brows.

“Look at me princess” he whispered against your lips as your cracked your eyes open, the sting slowly melting when you got lost under his blue gaze. He kissed your temple, lips pressed against your skin, your own nails clawing into his back as he fully sheathed himself inside you.

“May I?” He asked, giving you time to adjust to the feeling, only beginning to slowly rock his hips when you nodded, your legs moving to wrap around his waist, thighs squeezing his tapered waist.

“Feels-good” You let out a breathy moan, your legs trembling as he barely pulled out, pressing his cock in as deep as it would go, pushing you into the mattress. You clung around his body as he let his weight drop on you, keeping you covered under him while moving faster, his hand coming to lace with yours.

“So good to me” He rasped, squeezing your hands in his, moaning when he felt your pussy pull him right back in every time he pulled away. It was like you were made for him, every curve and dip of your body molded perfectly with his, your tight wet heat swallowing him entirely, taking every inch he was willing to give you. “You’re mine now”

“No one’s ever going to hurt you princess” His eyes hardened making your cheeks heat up under his protective gaze, dark hair falling around you in a curtain of intimacy. Your family may have married you off to bring peace to the land but he was not going to use that to his advantage to use you. He would take care of you and treat you like the queen you were, protecting his newest most prized treasure. You mewled against his lips, a stray tear slipping past your eyes, his lips kissing them away, a stark contrast to the way his cock was hitting deeper in your cunt, kissing your cervix as he fucked into you.

“I promise” he kissed your wrist, before pinning it against the mattress beside your head, thrusting faster, your moans loud enough to let the next kingdom over know you were at your husbands complete mercy in the most intimate and primal way possible.

“James-James-please-I” Your chest was pressed against his, eyes pleading for your release. He groaned, angling his hips to rub sensitive spot deep inside you making you see stars, spots starting to cloud your vision, the band ready to snap again. He panted, working his hips faster, rolling them, coaxing you further and further to the edge. He could feel his own orgasm ready to burst, gritting his teeth, determined to take care of yourself before giving into his own.

“Let go my princess, let go for me, I have you”

“JAMESS”

He held you tightly as you fell apart on his cock, moaning at the sting of your nails dragging down his body. Your cunt milked and squeezed him, desperate for him to give you everything drop he had. He wrapped his arms around your body, tucking his face against your neck, sinking his teeth into your soft flesh, unable to hold back when he felt your hands card through his hair, softly grazing his scalp before giving it a gentle tug.

“Let-let go for me” You whispered softly in his ear, wanting him to know you accepted him just as much as he accepted you, needing him to understand you saw him as your husband, not just your king. “My James”

“My princess” He groaned against your skin, pushing himself as deep as your body would allow, hot spurts of his seed filling you till it dripped onto the sheets. He continued to softly rut into you, riding through both your highs until he was spent, his cock beginning to soften inside you.

“I have you, I have you angel” He whispered, rubbing up and down your back, his nose buried in your hair, kissing down the column of your neck to your shoulders. “Do you feel alright”

You whimpered at the loss of him as he pulled out, a dull soreness beginning to settle between your legs. Your eyes grew wide at the dots of red that stained the sheets, pouting when you felt a loss of warmth as your husband sat up.

“Lie down angel” He cooed, moving you to lay on his side of the bed and tucking you under the plush sheet before swinging his long legs to the edge of the bed. You reached out for him, your fingers softly grasping at his wrist, wanting to feel him hold you when you felt so vulnerable.

“But-”

“I’m going to take care of your princess. I told you, you’re mine now. Mine to care for” He made his way over to the water that was set aside in the room, dipping a clean cloth to dampen it before making his way back over to you. He carefully wiped you down, between sweet words of how he’d forever put you first, a vow he made when he agreed to marry you. He wiped away the tears that spilled down your cheeks before getting up again to toss away the cloth.

He caught a glance of himself in the mirror, his skin now decorated with new marks left by you, a proud smirk gracing his lips, happy to add a scar, this battle being his favorite one of all.

The one to your heart.

One he’d have to earn with patience and love, this night being the first of many.

“The sheets-” You blinked up at him as he slipped between the covers, pulling you to his chest, cocooning you in his warmth.

“Will be for my eyes only” He murmured, pressing a kiss to your forehead, deciding he’d only allow your ladies in waiting to ever enter the chambers, ones that were loyal to you and that you trusted. “You’ll be safe with me”

You relaxed in his hold, closing your eyes and falling asleep to the steady beat of his heart, the anxieties that clawed at your chest disappearing into the night, your heart melting for the man you now were honored to call yours.

The king.

Your James.

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Elskan Mín - Part II

Part two has arrived and I think it's ok. Let me know what you think! Apart from Reader's dad being an abusive arsehole it's pretty much warning free.

Read part 1 here

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The next morning you dressed in your warmest dress and wrapped yourself in the beautiful fur King James had sent you. Not only was it perfect against the cold winds, you felt it was a good way to signal to him that you liked his gifts.

You spent the morning being shown around the large encampment by James' trusted friend and guard Natasha. You thought it was unusual for a woman to have such an important role, but having spent a short time with her, you realised she was incredibly sharp and super strong.

Your brother had rudely tried to push her out of the way and she stood stock still and made him trip. You hid your smile from him in your coat, but Natasha caught you and grinned back, equally amused. She then quickly helped him to regain his footing and continued the tour. "What a bitch" your brother growled but he held back for the rest of the tour, giving you some relief from his unpleasant company.

You found the people you met on your walk very pleasant. Everyone smiled, not just because you were a princess, but because they were actually happy. You were fascinated by the different crafts you saw, women weaving and working on furs and fabrics, leather workers creating saddles and arrow sheathes and you could have spent hours watching the woodworkers crafting beautiful axes.

Natasha watched on with approval, seeing your appreciation as genuine. Your father continued to embarrass himself by scoffing at various creations he saw, taking opportunities to boast about the wealth of his kingdom and the superior skills of his people. You would smile apologetically at the various people you met and move on before he could insult them any further.

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You had been hoping to see King James before too long but you were whisked off by your father and brother for lunch in their tent.

"These people are... Savage" your brother said as he stuffed his stupid face with food, generously provided by your hosts. "Can't believe we're going to be connected to this lot. Did you see them? Grinning like fools at her?" He chuckled at his own thoughts and continued eating. Your father sat quietly, his cold eyes watching you as you ran your fingers through your coat, nibbling on some bread.

"He's given you a gift already then?" He muttered and you nodded, sitting up a little straighter. "Perhaps he will be easier to tame than we thought?" You shrugged and looked away, not seeing the heavy goblet that he sent flying at you. The heavy metal collided with your forehead and your eyes pricked with tears as your head throbbed.

Suddenly he was leaning over you, hand grasping at your cheeks. "Don't just shrug at me you stupid girl. Are you going to be mute this whole time? Speak, speak" he spat, and you whimpered. "I'm sorry father, I...I didn't mean...."

He let go and stormed away from you, your brother chuckling at your misfortune. "You have been lucky thus far, but I warn you, improve yourself and your behaviour or you'll suffer for it."

You were excused back to your tent and you had a moment to tend to your sore head. You pressed your face into the soft fur and cried a little. You didn't know what you were supposed to do, you were trying your best. But if James didn't want to see you, what were you supposed to do?

That moment, Natasha came into your tent and she was surprised to find you crying. "What's wrong princess?" She asked, her voice full of concern as she approached you. She noted the little bump on your head and the way you clung to your skirt.

"Its nothing, just... Nothing. Thank you for this morning, I really enjoyed spending time with you, and seeing everyone." Natasha smiled and helped you to straighten your coat. "Is there anything you needed?" You ask, wiping away the last few tears.

"Bucky would like to see you, he has another gift."

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You followed Natasha through the rows of tents until you were led to a clearing near the edge of the camp. It smelt quite strongly of dung, but you tried not to let that bother you, especially as it didn't seem to bother Natasha, and you felt yourself eager to impress her.

She guided you towards a little stable and you stood for a moment, waiting expectantly for something to happen. Then out of the door came King James, he had a thin white shirt that, if you looked long enough you could make out the ridges of his chest muscles and simple black trousers. He smiled wide when he saw you and marched forward, taking your hand in his and pressing a kiss to your fingers.

"Good afternoon Princess, so glad you could join me" he said and you smiled nervously, "I..uh.. thank you King James, I um... I love the coat" you said quickly, rubbing it to help animate your point. He chuckled, and took your hand again, pulling you towards the stable. "And very wonderful you look in it too" he said and you followed without resistance.

"Are you enjoying yourself so far" he asked, eyes lingering briefly on the little bump on your forehead. You missed it and nodded enthusiastically. "Oh yes, Natasha showed us round this morning and everyone is so kind and oh, I saw all the beautiful crafts and it's just so wonderful" you said and he couldn't help but chuckle at the sudden change in your energy. His thumb brushed over your hand and you blushed, but he simply smiled and said "I'm glad to hear it."

Finally he brought you into the little stable where a beautiful white horse was standing, chewing on some hay. You gasped and looked between him and the horse. "If you're going to be my bride, you'll need suitable means to travel" James said and you found yourself speechless as he pulled you nearer to your gift.

The horse nervously snorted a little as you approached but you were able to soothe her with a stroke to her nose. "She's beautiful Your Highness" you whispered and smiled at him. "I'm glad you like her" he said softly, his hand joining yours to soothe the animal.

You both remained silent for a moment, until he handed you a carrot and you eagerly fed your beautiful horse. You giggled when its lips tickled your hand, and snorted when it ran out.

"Greedy thing" James laughed and handed you another, your fingers brushing momentarily, making you blush. "Why does Natasha call you Bucky?" You asked suddenly as the horse chomped down on its treat.

"It's my middle name, only people I'm close to call me Bucky" he said and you nodded, a comfortable silence filling the space as he passed you another carrot..

"And why did you leave so.... Abruptly the other evening? Did I displease you?" You asked, a blush rising on your cheeks. Should have kept that one quiet you thought, as his features changed from happy to serious.

"No princess, you didn't" and you let go of a breath you hadn't realised you'd been holding in. You raised your eyebrows, hoping for him to elaborate. "It's complicated, but it's mostly my aversion to spending time with your father."

You looked at him incredulously for a moment, then you burst out laughing at him. You laughed so much your horse gently headbutted you until you were brought back to reality. "I'm sorry" you chuckled and patted the horses flank and giggled towards him.

"My father has that impact on people" he grinned guiltily at you. "I'm sorry I made you think otherwise, hopefully my first few gifts have made you see I am certainly not displeased with you Princess."

You smiled as his hand stroked yours, "and perhaps from now on... You can call me Bucky?"

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