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SHDHAHXHSH YEAH BABY I LOVE THIS, JUST ENOUGH YUCKY WITH THE PERFECT BIT OF SOFTENESS

Omg we need more dom!bucky from you!!!!! That was incredible. Could you perhaps (only if ur comfortable and with the appropriate warnings) do a fic where Bucky pushes the reader a bit too far and they have to use their safe word? Like it’s really hot in the beginning but they both end up getting a little carried away towards the end when the reader is overstimulated? Love your fics so much

I’m so glad you’re enjoying my Dom!Bucky stuff!! I love love love writing him like this (even though I feel like he’s the biggest switch ever.) This is definitely a little rougher than anything else I’ve posted so please make sure you read my warnings completely first and please don’t read it if the themes will upset you 💗

And I am so sorry, I have two of these requests in my inbox rn, I’m not sure if they’re both requests from the same person because I just took too long to write it or if y’all are just keen to see this!! I do try to write my requests in order but that does mean there might be a bit of a wait 💗

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word count: 3K(ish)

Summary: Bucky comes home from a mission and finds you have broken the only rule he set you.

Warnings: Smut, use of sex toys, overstimulation, ruined orgasms, spanking, use of safe words, safeword does get called, aftercare, BDSM, Dom! Bucky, consensual rough sex, swearing, choking, metal arm kink, degradation, humiliation, praise kink, orgasm control, kind of a sub space vibe at the end, crying, punishment, impossible task.

Minors, do not interact

You hadn’t noticed the front door click quietly shut and that was your first mistake. Your second mistake had been those little gasps as two of your fingers slipped through your own soaked folds until they found themselves buried in your core. While the fit was snug, it wasn’t the same as being filled by two of Bucky’s fingers, metal or otherwise.

Only thoughts of Bucky filled your head, thoughts of his teeth nipping your skin, of his breath in your ear, of his fingers leisurely stroking your silky walls. Sliding your fingers out of yourself, you teased your little sensitive nub, moans falling freely from your parted lips in the house you imagined was empty. You hoped so anyway, lying naked in the centre of the bed you and Bucky shared, trying to pass the time until he got home.

One orgasm would do no harm surely. He would never be any the wiser. How could he be? He was still out on a mission, already three days past his expected return date. Your last encounter with him played over in your head. His huge cock nestled inside you, your hands pinned by his metal arm above your head, back arching as you writhed in the sheets.

“Don’t you dare touch yourself til I get back. You got it toots?” His growl had been low and needy, almost every word punctuated by a quick thrust. Your head swam with lust in a way that would have had you agreeing to anything so long as he let you cum. And God, had you cum, legs trembling in the way he loved, pulling him over the edge into his own all consuming high.

But that had been almost two whole weeks ago. You had kept your promise up until then, thinking about how Bucky could be home at any moment but lying in bed, knowing it was late, you could hardly help how you hands wandered down your own body, meeting together between your thighs to pleasure yourself.

“Did you break my fuckin’ rule? Gave you one goddamn job.” Bucky’s voice was barely more than a whisper from the doorway, making you jump, your hands slipping from your body, knowing you’d been caught.

“Bucky I’m sorry.” You gasped softly, trying to cover yourself with the duvet, heart pounding a million miles an hour.

“Too late sweets. I was really fuckin’ clear with you before I left. Did you break my rule on purpose or are you just so fuckin’ dumb that you thought touchin’ yourself was worth the punishment I’m about to give you?” His voice carried his anger, his bag dropping to the floor with a thud, making you jump yet again. You couldn’t help the shiver that made its way down your body, reaching over to switch the little bedside light on. Bucky was still in his full tactical gear, face dark and unreadable. Admittedly, this was so far from the warm welcome you usually got from him but you weren’t complaining. He looked so damn scary it was actually turning you on and knowing his body was still probably buzzing from adrenaline with no time to unwind meant this would absolutely be a more intense session for both of you. You had both had rough sex before but it had been a while, your body seemed eager to completely surrender, letting him take as much control as he felt he needed.

“Bucky I’m sorry, I didn’t mean t-“ you began before he cut you off.

“Didn’t mean to what, bunny? Didn’t mean to touch yourself or didn’t mean to get caught?” He probed, taking a step towards the bed while discarding his outer layer.

“Touch myself.” You replied shamefully, trying not to look at him.

“Now you’re lying to me too? Not many bright ideas left in your little head, are there? You looked like you were enjoying it toots, didn’t seem like you were even thinkin’ bout me.” His voice was so calm and even it was almost unnerving. Dark eyes drinking in the sight of your naked body, thinking of all the ways he could take you apart, focusing on your legs clenched tightly, hiding the guilt dripping from your sex.

“Was thinking about you Bucky, I swear.” You admitted quietly, hoping your answer would at least please him.

“Oh you were, were you? Tell me, what were you thinking about?” His eyebrow was raised in amusement, keen to push you to your limits tonight.

“Thought about you. Wished my fingers were yours instead. Wish I had your lips on me, your cock filling me up.” You began, emboldened by his little hum of approval. Your body ached under his steely gaze, painfully aware of how many layers of clothes he was wearing compared to you.

“Oh little slut, you’re getting none of that sweetness tonight. Gonna fuck you til you regret ever letting those fingers wander.” His voice was suddenly deeper, thinking about exactly how he could teach you a lesson. You couldn’t help the little excited whimper that escaped you seeing how he flung open the wardrobe door, pulling out the box of toys you kept hidden. You’d managed to pull together quite a collection, there wasn’t much your kit didn’t have.

You could feel your eyes widen as he stalked towards the bed, little box balanced on his metal hand, heavy boots making soft thuds on the carpet with each step. You knew that was intentional. This man was a trained assassin, one of the best in the world. He wanted you to be reminded he was there. You weren’t going to forget his presence in a hurry.

“What should I do with you angel? Make you cum so many times your silly little brain can’t even think hard enough to disobey me again or should I spank the disobedience out of you? Leave this little body bruised and sore so you never forget who you belong to.” Bucky looked like he was genuinely contemplating the decision, metal hand glinting in the light as he carefully poked around in the box of sex toys, choosing what to start with.

“Both Bucky.” You whispered, need taking over. Bucky huffed out a little laugh, looking up from the box to your face.

“Gonna go hard on you tonight angel, okay? Traffic light safeword system. ‘Green’ means you’re happy to continue, ‘orange’ if you need a break, you say ‘red’, we stop altogether.” He was so much softer and gentler now, stroking your cheek with his thumb, making sure you knew it was all an act. Something you took part in together and you both enjoyed thoroughly. His face was so much sweeter, brows no longer furrowed intimidatingly.

“Yeah honey, of course.” You smiled, loving how he was so respectful and considerate even in his most dominant mindset.

“Don’t be scared to use the safe words.” He emphasised, pulling out the toy you both loved the most. It was a g-spot vibrator that nestled neatly inside you, controlled by an app on Bucky’s phone.

“Silly slut, you look fucked out already and I haven’t even touched you yet. Don’t need to, do I? You’ll cum around anythin’ when you’re horny enough.” You could only nod your head, Bucky letting out a pleased hum at how you gave in, becoming so submissive to him so quickly.

“C’mere, bend over my lap.” He ordered, his face back to being as stoney and intimidating as always as he sat down on the edge of the bed.

You had to admit, you were surprised by just how fast you scrambled to obey him, bending over his clothed legs exactly as he had instructed. One flesh finger trailed over the length of your exposed core. God, it was slow, gathering slick, pressing teasingly but never getting close enough to your clit for any real pleasure.

“Shouldn’t be so kind to you, should I? This is a punishment after all.” He smirked, pulling his finger away and pressing the bulbous head of the toy into you with ease. You weren’t even surprised at the lack of resistance, your body so ready and willing to accept anything at this point. You arched yourself against him, angling yourself so that the toy nudged your g- spot, almost writhing from how good it felt to finally feel something inside you. He smelled so different, not like himself at all since he had been away from home for so long, the change in scent only adding to your excitement.

“Don’t. Move.” Bucky hissed, pulling you by the hair and giving you two firm slaps with his flesh hand, one on the back of each thigh. You yelped out in pain, quite surprised by the sudden assault.

“Silly little bitch, you still haven’t learned, have you? You think this is all for you? This is for me. I’m teaching you a lesson. Need to turn you into my good little toy.” Bucky’s voice was almost a growl, his cock noticeably stirring in his jeans. Bucky was rarely this degrading but your body was reacting so nicely to it and it absolutely wasn’t going unnoticed.

“I’m sorry Bucky.” You all but wailed, the toy starting to vibrate inside you ever so slightly, controlled by the super soldier.

One more firm slap landed on the back of your left thigh, jolting you forward.

“Good toys don’t talk, do they? Don’t want to hear a single sound from you tonight. And it’s ‘Sir’ to you. You’ll be punished for speaking but you’ll be punished harder for not showing me the respect I deserve. Can your dumb little brain handle that?” He taunted, flesh hand soothing over the skin he had just smacked.

You only nodded in response, feeling the toy flick up a speed inside you. It was so hard not to make a sound, needing nothing more than to beg Bucky to turn it up further, to touch you, to fuck you or to at least let you touch yourself. But instead you did none of those things, ignoring what your body told you it needed in favour of pleasing Bucky.

“Doin’ pretty well for such a needy little slut.” Bucky praised softly, wrapping his metal hand around your throat and pressing gently, flicking the speed up once more.

Fuck, it felt so good, every sensation heightened by fuzzy feeling in your brain from being choked slightly. A little gasp escaped you and right as it did, another spank landed on your right ass cheek.

“Thought this speed would be enough to break you.” Bucky smiled confidently, squeezing your neck just a fraction more.

“Gonna start your punishment now, okay? Twenty spanks. Answer me so I know you’ve heard me.” He cooed, the fact his voice was a little gentler was somehow even more unnerving.

“Yes Sir.” You squeaked, fingers clutching the plush duvet under you. Bucky’s clothing brushed against your body with every little movement, almost making you shiver, keeping you on edge.

“Good girl. Remember your safe words.” He added, giving you a chance to nod before pushing ahead.

You felt two quick spanks with his flesh hand on your left ass cheek, followed by two more on your right, your body jolting but no sound escaping you from how tightly you pressed your lips together.

“Excellent. That’s four angel.” He whispered keenly, his cock visibly twitching with need despite all the layers of clothes. The stinging pain somehow only amplified the pleasure coursing through your body.

The vibrator flicked up a speed and you couldn’t help how you saw stars, your orgasm hitting almost out of nowhere, only intensified by Bucky’s fingers squeezing your throat. Your high was absolutely electric, your eyes and lips squeezing shut, stifling your moans as much as you could to avoid another punishment.

“You fuckin’ came already? My dirty little toy just can’t hold back, can she? You like how I spank you? Bet you fuckin’ do. Not one thought in that pretty little head about what would happen if you came without my permission, was there? Don’t worry angel, the first one is allowed. From now on, you need permission to cum. You got it?” Your head felt so heavy as you nodded yes, trying to pull your thoughts together but the toy hadn’t slowed inside you, making it even more difficult.

Bucky landed two more hard spanks on you, one on each ass cheek, loving how your teeth chewed your bottom lip to keep yourself quiet.

“That’s six toots.” He reminded you before doing the same again, fingers flexing around your neck to remind you they were still there.

“Eight.” He corrected, admiring how your ass was beginning to darken nicely, the skin starting to blush under his touch.

You were absolutely blissed out, teetering on the brink of another orgasm, unbelievably soon after the first.

“S-sir please. ‘m gonna cum.” You all but whimpered, voice shaky and weak.

“Don’t you dare. And I told you not to fuckin’ speak, didn’t I?” Bucky hissed, releasing your throat to turn the toy up another speed.

“Now as punishment for breaking my ‘no talking’ rule, I’m gonna give you two more spanks. One on the back of each thigh.” The blows were distributed before you could react, a little sob escaping your mouth from how much sorer the same amount of force felt on the back of your legs compared to your ass.

That was when it hit you that Bucky had set an impossible task. You weren’t allowed to talk but you had to ask permission to cum. Talking got you punished, cumming without asking got you punished. Bucky swore he could feel the cogs turning in your brain as you tried desperately to work out how you were going to make it the whole way to twenty spanks without speaking or cumming. It couldn’t be possible. You knew he wouldn’t make it possible. And you were right, he turned the toy up, just a fraction, quickly landing one hard spank on each cheek and that was enough to push you over the edge into bliss, exactly as he had planned.

Right as your body started to release, Bucky turned the toy off completely. With absolutely no stimulation to drag you through your high you felt lost, pleasure exploding in you but your orgasm was ruined. Everything just fizzled out and you were helpless to stop it.

“That was your punishment for cumming without permission.” Bucky sounded so smug, taking note of how you were physically trembling on top of him. Your legs shook both from the force of the ruin and from how long you had spent in this position but Bucky couldn’t have cared. You looked beautiful like this, ass cherry red and sore and only going to get worse.

“That’s ten, slut.” Bucky whispered, noticing the tears that were now streaming down your cheeks. The ruin was almost more painful than the sting in your ass and thighs. Normally Bucky would soothe your ass with his cold metal hand between spanks in a session like this but apparently not today. You knew you were dripping onto the bed now but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care as the toy started back up again inside you at the same speed as before. It was torture. You were squirming on his lap before you knew it, his hard cock pressing against you but still yet to be touched.

“Ten more and then maybe I’ll let you touch me. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Getting a chance to worship my cock. All a filthy little slut like you wants is a nice big cock down your throat. Isn’t that right? Don’t worry angel, gonna make sure you don’t get to cum at all tonight, you’re only gonna focus on me once you’ve taken your punishment.” The threat of not finishing, of only receiving ruins for the rest of the night was more than you could bear, tears streaming down your face, sobs wrecking your whole body.

“You look so pretty like this. Absolutely loving this, aren’t you? Just dying for my cock. Greedy little thing.” Bucky’s whispers came along with long drags of his thumbs across your tear stained cheeks, mocking you more than soothing you.

“Gonna race through these next ten, they’re gonna be harder.” At least you had the warning so you were able to brace yourself, little hiccups slipping from your body unwillingly, praying your noises didn’t earn you any extra punishments.

The toy flicked up once more, the metal hand went back around your throat and your whole body shook. Two quick hard slaps to your left cheek followed by two to your right, a fifth connected with the skin of your ass before you were cumming again, body tense, gripping the toy inside you for dear life before Bucky turned it off, ruining another high for you. You squealed out at the feeling, your walls rippiling around a toy that could no longer satisfy you, broken cries slipping from you in frustration.

“These next five are gonna be far worse since you tried to cum again.” Bucky’s voice was almost a growl, low and gravelly in your ear. You felt like nothing could soothe you enough to stop your tears, not even a good orgasm could calm you down, you were so far past it. But god, another one was building in you quickly when the toy turned back on and the thought of it being torn away from you like the rest was enough to drag fresh tears out of you.

The fingers on your throat pressed tighter, avoiding all the areas that would be dangerous if squeezed too hard but still pressing hard enough to make your head swim.

Smack number sixteen landed hard, your whole body burning terribly, jolting forward under the force of his hand. Smack number seventeen had you wailing, you were absolutely at breaking point, needing the toy to stop before you received another ruin. All your energy went into holding back your orgasm, trying to stifle it before it took over. Bucky drew his hand back, ready to deliver another spank, the thought of it was almost more than you could take, knowing it would drag you into your orgasm.

“Red Bucky.” You whimpered, your voice coming out as a quiet little croak. Bucky stopped the toy inside you immediately, his hand never reaching your abused skin.

“Oh angel, I’m sorry, can I touch you? Is that okay?” Bucky asked worriedly, knowing sometimes after a particularly rough session like that, you needed to be left alone to come down by yourself. But today you needed to be held, needed a safe place in Bucky’s arms to cry it out until you just felt better. Your little nod in between sobs broke his heart, feeling terrible that he had pushed you past your limit for the first time.

“Sit still baby, let me take the toy out, then we can cuddle, okay?” Bucky’s voice felt miles away even though he was right beside you. You could feel the toy slipping from you, a sigh of relief escaping you before you felt strong arms around you, pulling you close to Bucky’s still clothed chest as you cried pitifully.

“Bucky, it h-hurts!” You whimpered, not sure whether you were talking about your ass or your pussy that was still desperately trying to clench around nothing.

“I know angel, I know I’m sorry.” His voice was almost as broken as yours, knowing he’d pushed you too hard, past pleasure and into pain. His huge arms wrapped around you, his flesh hand coming up to hold your head to his chest, rocking your body gently in his as you cried. His metal hand drifted to your ass, ghosting ever so lightly over it. The coolness of the metal soothing your skin in a way you could only have dreamed of five minutes ago.

“You did so well for me, you know that? I love you so much toots, I’m sorry, I got a bit carried away.” He whispered, lips pressed to your hair, placing tiny kisses on your head. God his heart was breaking seeing you cry like this. It wasn’t hard to see the worry and regret on his face.

“N-no Buck, I was enjoying it, promise. It was jus’… A bit too much towards the end. Maybe fifteen spanks is my limit?” Your tears were beginning to ease, his embrace calming you down again.

“I won’t go that hard again honey, gotta take care of my best girl.” His voice was so sincere, a huge hand swiping your tears away gently.

“Would you like a bath angel? Or do you want something to eat first? I’ll make you whatever you want.” Bucky was so intent on just taking care of you now, of proving how loved you were and giving you that time to rest and reset.

“Could we have a bath Buck? Not too warm though please.” You asked softly, clinging to his tactical gear. God, this huge man was so soft for you. Knowing you needed him to take care of you was melting his heart. He would do anything just to put your smile back on your face again and he was absolutely determined that neither of you were going to sleep until he was sure you were contented.

“Of course, anything you want, babydoll.” With that, Bucky scooped you up in his arms, carrying you to the bathroom to run your bath and spend an entire evening doting on you as much as possible.

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