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His Most Prized Possession
Pairing || Dark!Mob!Bucky x Wife!Reader
Summary || You’re the wife of the most feared man in all of New York City, James Buchanan Barnes, the mob boss of the biggest mafia in town. Your his—his girl, his beauty, his love, his property, his most prized possession. He will torture and kill anyone who dares to make any advances on his woman, and he won’t hesitate to show them who you belong to in the most sinful way possible before their end…
Word Count || 8876
Contents & Warnings || Fluff, Smut, Angst, Dark Themes — NSFW, 18+ Only, Minors DNI, slight dub-con, Dark!Jealous!Possessive!Bucky, angry/vicious!Bucky, soft!Bucky, mob/mafia business, mention of drugs/alcohol, violence, implied use of weapons, implied torture, blood, murder, crying, use of force, graphic/explicit content/language, pet names (doll, baby, babe, princess + others), unprotected vaginal sex, exhibition kink, forced voyeurism, daddy kink, spit kink, degradation & praise kink, use of the word whore, dom/sub dynamics, oral (m & f receiving), teasing, begging, face/throat fucking, gagging, fingering, spanking, choking, rough fucking, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, cum swallowing, creampie, mention of bodily fluids, aftercare.
Authors Note || After a lot of work it’s finally done! I’m so proud of this! Please enjoy this twisted and sinful journey! Feedback would be so much appreciated on this piece <3 I want to know what you think!
Disclaimer || English is not my first language so I apologise for any mistakes or misunderstandings!
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The Underground Lounge
It was the most high-profile club in all of New York City. A place for criminals, the filthy rich, politicians and like-minded people to converge in secrecy for whatever they desire with no repercussions, whether that be alcohol, drugs, women, sex or just a fun time. Everything and anything went down here.
The club was nestled deep below The Blend nightclub, which acted as a cover for the underworld of crime below.
They were both owned by James Buchanan Barnes—Bucky amongst friends and loved ones. The most feared man in all of the city and the mob boss of the biggest and baddest mafia in town. He was also your husband. Your dangerous, vicious and sexy husband.
You and Bucky would usually be at the club on the weekends for some party and fun, which you were right now.
The VIP area that was only reserved for Bucky and company was slightly elevated over the rest of the club—giving Bucky the best view to look over his domain. It also showed the guests that they were nothing compared to the boss sitting on the high throne. The VIP area had an abundance of seating places—fitting several people. All compacted in a sizeable curved couch with a low circular table in the middle to put drinks on or other substances, for that matter. There was also enough space for Bucky’s security to keep a lookout over the club and its activities.
Today it was only you and Bucky attending. No friends, no other company, except for your security detail.
With a good percentage of alcohol in your system, you and he were all over each other—lips sloppily crashing into one another as you moaned and groaned into each other's mouths and hands roamed both your bodies.
You'd unbuttoned a few buttons of his white long-sleeved shirt—wanting to feel his collarbone and chest underneath your fingertips as you made out. His dark blue velvet dress jacket was tossed to the side long ago. Your other hand rested delicately on top of his covered bulge—palming him ever so often.
Bucky’s hand kept a tight grip on your naked upper thigh; the short little dress you wore barely covered anything, giving him easy access to your skin. His other held your throat gently in his grasp, making it impossible to move away from him not that you wanted to.
Ever so slightly, he inches his way higher up your thigh, hicking your dress up with his moves, as he caressed your delicate skin with his rough hands, making you moan and whimper into his mouth. His end goal was to get into your panties—wanting to force his fingers knuckle-deep into you and have you make a mess all over them.
It wasn't unusual for him and you to get a little naughty together in the club. On multiple occasions, you'd have his fingers deep inside your pussy or straddle his lap to grind yourself on his clothed cock. And occasionally giving him a handjob here and there.
You'd think he would be against having you so exposed to everyone’s prying eyes since he was always so protective and possessive over you in day-to-day life. But on the contrary, he loved showing you off here. It gave him the power to assert his dominance over you and make everyone know that you're his—his girl, his beauty, his love, his property and his most prized possession.
This was his club—his rules—his everything. Everyone knew not to mess with the mob boss's precious wife. Not unless they had a death wish.
Your body tingled in anticipation of having his digits buried deep inside you. You were so ready for it. So needy for it, but… God, did you really have to pee now, urgently.
“Bucky.”
His name came out in a moan rather than a plea for him to stop with his touches, making him think you wanted more. He swiped your damp panties with his thumb while his lips assaulted your neck with licks, kisses and bites, making you whine even more.
“Bucky!”
You placed your hands on his chest, shoving him lightly off you, making him stop with his kisses and retract his hand from under your dress.
“What!”
An annoyed tone was laced in his voice, but that quickly turned into concern as he thought something was wrong.
“What is it, baby?”
His thumb caressed your cheek lovingly as he tried to search your face for any discomfort. There was none, so he didn’t understand why you'd make him stop.
“I just really need to go pee.”
He nodded his head in understanding and was about to call for one of the security to accompany you, but you stopped him before he could.
“No! I can go on my own.”
“Doll…”
He cocked his head to the side. He didn’t like that. He didn’t want you going on your own.
Although the club was a safe space for you to wander around due to everyone knowing who you were and not daring to approach you under any circumstances, Bucky still wanted you looked after due to the reason that occasionally a rouge and unwanted person managed to get into the club, despite the tight security, and cause chaos and bothering the other club patrons. But that rarely happened, and right now, you just wanted to go on your own without having anyone on your tail all the time.
“Please, Bucky,” you pleaded with those puppy-dog eyes you knew he couldn't resist, “if I'm not back in 15 minutes, you can come and find me.”
“Alright, princess,” he pecked your lips, “but hurry back to me, baby,” and once more, “because I need to bury my fingers in your tight little pussy….”
He cupped your core harsh, making you moan out at the roughness. Bucky groaned out as he touched what belonged to him.
“... my tight little pussy.”
He growled in your ear, making the hairs on your neck stand and your core pulsate at his filthy words.
“I’ll be right back, babe.”
You gave him one last peck before you got up and fixed your dress—the material had bundled up your hips entirely. Bucky gave you a light tap on your ass before you walked away in search of the bathroom.
You did your business in the bathroom and freshened up before walking out to the club’s main area.
Bucky hadn't left his positing from the VIP area. His leg was crossed over the other, and his arms rested on the back of the couch while he looked calm and relaxed. You wanted to take advantage of your freedom and decided to get a quick drink at the bar before returning to him.
You made your way to the bar that was settled in the middle of the club while swaying your hips to the music playing. Luckily, the bar wasn't packed, so it should be a quick deal.
You order the drink and make yourself comfortable with your elbows on the bar counter, squeezing your breasts together, almost exposing them entirely. Your ass poked out behind you—the dress so tiny and short that it almost showed your entire ass.
You knew everyone had their eyes on you, thirsting and yearning for you—for something they knew they could never have, and that's what you loved so much about it. In this club, you loved being a little cock-tease to everyone—it made you feel powerful.
While waiting for your drink, you scanned and observed the club’s guests. Most of them you'd seen before and recognised—politicians with their mistresses, criminals making shady deals with each other, and some new faces you'd never seen before. Everyone looked to be in great spirit and having fun tonight.
“My, my… don't you look pretty tonight.”
A deep, smooth voice murmured in your ear, making you jump out of your skin a little at the roughness of it. You thought it was Bucky for a second, but the voice didn’t match quite right. When you spun around, you found yourself caught in an intense gaze by a man. Usually, you'd back away and decline any stranger like that, but something about him just made your whole being scream in need.
The man oozed danger, sex and confidence—all things you loved and had gotten so used to with Bucky. So you couldn't help yourself when you got ensnared in this stranger's trap. You knew you shouldn't talk to this man. Bucky would be pissed if he found out. But Bucky wasn't here right now, and the drink should be done any second, so you decided to play along and then would politely decline once it was time. Bucky would never know.
“Well, hello to you, stranger.”
You batted your eyelashes at him and gave him your most appetising smile and gestures you could muster up, popping your hip out and tilting your head to the side, wanting to play a bit dirty and rile him up.
“My, you're the prettiest little thing in this whole club.”
He came closer, almost pinning you against the bar with his massive frame. He licked his lips as his eyes travelled across your whole body. This man was playing a dangerous game in approaching you like that—intentions clearly sexual.
He presented his hand, and you took it gladly, shaking it.
“The names Roman,” he brought your hand up to his lips and kissed the back of it while maintaining eye contact, “it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Roman?
Roman?
You'd heard that name before, but you couldn't quite put your finger on who he was. It was such an unusual name that you would think with such a name, you'd remember who it belonged to, but your mind was completely blank. It must be the alcohol and the intense surge of sexual energy you were experiencing.
“The pleasure is all mine, Roman,” you gave him your name, which made him smirk when he heard it.
“That's a beautiful name, princess. What brings you to this club, sweet thing?”
“Oh, I-”
The conversation was cut abruptly by someone grabbing Roman’s shoulder and pulling him away from you, turning him to face whoever it was.
You gasped.
Shit. It was Bucky.
His face was stone cold as he stared Roman down with absolute dark rage in his eyes. His fists clenched by his side—knuckles turning white.
“What the fuck are you doing here, Roman?” Bucky spat out while getting all up in his face.
Wait?
Bucky knew him?
Oh…
Oh!
Oh, no…
He was that Roman.
Shit. Now you remember.
He's the man that betrayed Bucky about a year ago and went to be with Bucky’s number one rivals instead. You remember at the time what kind of a toll it had taken on Bucky to be so gruesomely crossed.
This was not good. You felt so horrible and guilty now with the later knowledge of know this man was. How could you have forgotten him? Forgotten what he's done? You should have brushed him off instead of instigating his actions further.
You couldn't hear what they were saying because they were so up in each other's faces, but you could tell that it was a heated argument. You wondered what was being said. What kind of complications and events this would all lead to.
Suddenly, Bucky shoved him hard, and it looked like he would fight him right then and there. But he didn’t…
“You’re fucking dead, Roman,” Bucky uttered through gritted teeth.
Bucky came to your side and grabbed your arm hard. So hard that it hurt, and you winced and tossed to try and get out of his harsh grip, but he wouldn't budge. He pulled you back to the VIP area and ordered you to sit on the couch.
“Don't fucking move.”
His words were like poison, making you flinch at the absolute anger in his voice. Your eyes were becoming glossy—tears threatening to spill at any moment. You wrapped your arms around yourself for comfort.
How could you be so stupid? You should have just said no to Roman instead of acting like a fucking brat and whore—wanting to be a little cock tease for a man that wasn't even your man. You should have just been an obedient little wife and returned to your husband like you were supposed to.
Bucky was furiously talking to one of his men for several minutes. You saw how stressed, angry and fearful his demeanour was. His hand ran through his short hair multiple times. It was rare to see Bucky in this state. He was usually tough and determined, not bothered by what people said and did, and always in control of things. But it looked like Roman had really struck a sensitive nerve—said something that had put Bucky out of check.
When he was done conversing, he came back to you and took your hand, gently this time, and pulled you with him out of the main club area, not saying a thing. It looks like you were leaving. You went through the backdoor that was only used for you and Bucky and a selected few other people.
Once in the elevator, Bucky wrapped a protective arm around your waist and pulled you flush against his torso, still not saying anything. You wanted to say something. To plead for his forgiveness, but you felt awkward doing it in this tight place when you weren't alone. You would try and talk to him in the car when it was just the two of you.
Bucky ushered you into the backseat of the black luxury car, him getting in behind you. You weren't sure where you were going—home, most likely. The screen divider that separated the backseats and driver seat was up, so you were all alone, and you could finally try to talk to him.
“Bucky?”
You tried in a sweet and calm voice.
Nothing.
He pulled his phone out when it pinged with a message. His mouth remained in a thin line, eyebrows furrowed, with no emotions in his eyes as he typed on his phone before placing it inside his jacket.
“Bu-Bucky?”
Your weak voice cracked as his name came out in a sob this time.
“I-I’m so s-sorry. I-I shou-” You sobbed even more, unable to finish your sentence. You were about to cry any second, knowing that Bucky was mad and disappointed in you for being so stupid and reckless. You turned your head away from him, unable to look at his stern face.
“Doll…”
His voice was sweet compared to the poisonous one he used with you in the Underground. You thought he would yell at you once in the car. But it was the opposite. His loving and caring side surfaced—your wonderful husband that loved you beyond words.
“Baby…”
He grabbed your chin with his fingers and turned your head towards his. His eyes held nothing but love and adoration for you—his wife. His heart broke when he saw a few tears roll down your cheeks, your lips quivering.
“P-please d-don't be mad a-at me, Bucky.”
“Oh, baby… come here.”
He pulled you onto his lap and wrapped his strong arms around your waist. His head nuzzled in your neck as he laid tender kisses on the soft skin to try and soothe you,
“Mad at you? No, doll. I could never be mad at you, and I’m sorry it came across that way. I didn’t mean to raise my voice at you like that, my sweet love.”
“Bu-but, you seemed s-so angry at me. Angry for what I’d done and who I was talking to. I swear, Bucky, I forgot who he was, and I-I just-”
“Doll.” He made you rest your forehead on his. His piercing blue eyes focused deep into yours—showing you that he spoke the truth. “I’m not mad at you at all. Please don’t beat yourself up over it. It’s not your fault. Not even the slightest, ok? I love you, babydoll.”
“O-ok. I-I love you t-too, Bucky.”
He dried your tears while giving you a warm smile. “My precious girl.” He cradled your face in his hands and laid a light, comforting kiss on your lips. The kiss slowly progressed to a more passionate one—neediness and love poured into it.
The moment was quickly interrupted by Bucky’s phone pinging with a message in his jacket. He groaned as he fished it out to read it. You caught a glimpse and gasped when you saw what it said.
It's done.
You knew what it meant. It was the worst possible outcome following the events that unfolded in the club.
“Is, is he d-dead?”
“No, no, doll. They only questioned him, that's all.” Bucky tried to reassure you.
You knew what questioned meant. It meant that they had beaten the shit out of him, almost to the point of death. And although Bucky spoke the truth that Roman wasn't dead, he would be soon. Bucky never let something like what happened at the club go unpunished—people trying to cross his line. Certainly not when it comes to you. He would torture and kill anyone who made any advances on you, especially when they were fully aware of who you were and belonged to. And Roman most certainly knew what he was doing when he approached you. He wanted to provoke Bucky and test his limits. And now he would pay for it.
Maybe he didn’t think it through enough? Perhaps he thought he was safe because he was under the protection of Bucky’s rivals?
But one should never underestimate Bucky. He didn’t give a fuck who anyone belonged to, enemies or friends. If provoked, he would have you severely punished or, in the worst case, killed.
You shook your head—not wanting to think about it anymore. Instead, you lay your head on Bucky’s shoulder and close your eyes for the remaining car ride. His fingertips delicately caressing your arm lulled you to a relaxed and sleepy state…
———
“Doll,” his soothing voice murmured in your ear, pulling you out from the light sleep, “baby, we’re here.”
You softly moaned as you lifted your head and saw that you’d pulled into the garage of your penthouse—you were indeed home now. Luckily, because you were ready to cuddle up with your husband in bed and go to sleep in his loving and protective embrace.
“You want me to carry you?”
“N-no, I can go on my own.”
Once in the elevator, Bucky pressed the button for the roof terrace, not the apartment like you thought we would. You looked up at him. A confused expression on your face—eyebrows furrowed.
“Are we not going to bed yet?”
“Not yet,” he wrapped his arms around your shoulder, pulling you close to him, and kissed your head, “I have something I want to show you.”
What did he have to show you on the rooftop?
When the elevator arrived, Bucky took your hand and led you to the patio overlooking the light-filled city. Nothing looked unusual. Everything looked as it always did. There was no thing to show. So why did he bring you here?
“Bucky, what are we doing here?”
“Come.”
He led you to the very edge of the fence and wrapped his arms around you from behind. His head rested on your shoulder, and you leaned yours on his.
“Do you see, doll?”
“See what, Bucky?”
“The city!”
“Your city, babe.”
“Our city, baby girl. All of this is for you. Everything I do is for you. You and my undying love for you influence every decision I make in life.”
“James… you know I don't need any of this. I appreciate it, baby, you know that, but… I just need you.”
“I know, I only need you as well, but I just wanted you to know that we’re in this together. We can always count on each other. We will always have one another. Our love is powerful and unbreakable.”
“You know it, Bucky.”
You stood for a while longer. Staring out over your city as you swayed to imaginary music. Bucky’s lips graced your cheek as he whispered sweet nothings that had your heart burst with warmth, love and security.
Words can’t describe how much you loved this man. This vicious, menacing, murderous, but also affectionate, warm and joyous man. One would think such words couldn’t be combined to describe a man—that it doesn't fit. But Bucky was all those, and you wouldn’t change him for the world.
Your sweet bubble was interrupted by another notification on Bucky’s phone, making him groan in annoyance. He held one arm around your waist while the other retrieved his phone.
You couldn't see what it said this time, but he let out a groan of approval and then pulled you with him back to the elevator once he read it.
“Where are we going now? More surprises?”
“We’re just going to our room.”
Ah, finally. As much as you loved Bucky for bringing you up here and expressing his undying love for you, you really just wanted to snuggle up to him in bed now.
But once you arrived at your room, one of Bucky’s men was waiting by the door, which was highly unusual. You wondered what was going on. It probably had something to do about Bucky’s recent text message. Probably an update on Roman and his current… situation. But no matter what it was, you hoped it would be able to wait till the morning. You just wanted Bucky all to yourself now.
“Wait here, doll.”
You stood in place while Bucky approached his man. He whispered something to Bucky, and Bucky nodded before he called you over. The man bid you good night, and then it was finally just you and your husband.
“What was that all about, babe?”
“My love…”
He lay his hands on your shoulders, staring deep into your eyes with seriousness written all over his face.
What was going on?
Why was he acting so… strange?
“Yes, my dear?”
“Do you trust me?”
“I do, Bucky, with my life.”
“Would you do anything I ask of you?”
You didn’t like to admit it, but you would kill for this man if the situation ever occurred.
“I-I… yes.”
“Then come with me,” he presented his hand, and you took it without hesitation, “don't be alarmed.”
Alarmed?
He opened the door to your shared master bedroom. Your heart was pounding in your chest. Although you trusted Bucky, his behaviour was more abnormal than usual, which scared you slightly.
You expected to be met with something significant while walking into the room, but there was nothing in the dim-lit room. It was a little hard to see with the lights out, so you scanned the entire space to try and find the abnormality—from the huge windows lining the outer wall, to the bed, and finally, the other side of the room. And that's when you saw it.
You gasped out loud in horror, eyes wide like saucers when you saw a person in the darkened corner of your room. It was a man—beaten, bloodied and bruised, tied up in a chair. His scream was muffled by something shoved into his mouth.
Oh my god… it was Roman…
“B-Bucky, wha-”
What was happening? This was wrong. This was so wrong on so many levels. Bucky never brought any of his mob business into your home. He always tried to shield you from that gruesome aspect of his world as best as possible. So what was he doing?
You backed away slowly but were stopped by colliding into Bucky’s chest. He grabbed your upper arms to keep your shaking form in place. His breath fanned your face while he whispered in your ear.
“Don’t be scared, my love.”
You were very much horrified by the sight of a bloodied and bruised man bound tight in your room. I mean, who wouldn't be?
“Wh-what i-is going o-on?”
You contemplated screaming and running away. If that's what you wanted, Bucky would have let you go—he would never force you into doing something you absolutely didn’t want. But you didn’t move a muscle. This situation intrigued you. Bucky’s vicious and twisted mind fascinated you.
Although you were the innocent and sweet one in the relationship, you had a slight devious nature to you as well. So you wanted to see what kind of plans Bucky had in store for bringing Roman into your privacy. What kind of things does he want to do. So you let go of all your worries and went with the flow.
With Bucky’s hand secured around your neck, craning your chin up to make you look at Roman. Bucky spoke, loud enough for Roman to hear as well, the most sinful, possessive and immoral words he's ever uttered—making you shamelessly aroused and almost crumble to the floor.
“He’s gonna watch us, doll, all powerless tied up in that chair as I do with you as I please. He’s gonna watch as I undress you and expose your beautiful flesh to his eyes. He’s gonna watch as I kiss, lick, suck and bite all over your skin. He’s gonna watch and hear as I make you moan, whimper and scream. He’s gonna watch as I fuck you hard, my wife. Claiming your body and soul as mine, and mine only.”
Fuck.
You were all in.
Bucky circled his arms around your waist and brought you closer to his firm chest. Very delicately, he started leaving kisses on your exposed shoulder, making you purr in delight. His feather-light kisses made goosebumps erupt on your skin. You craned your neck to the side, giving his lips more space to continue their journey further up. A loud moan of satisfaction escaped you as he became rougher with it—licking and sucking on your tender sweet spot.
In a swift motion, he removed your little dress—leaving you in your pretty underwear. His hands started roaming all over your exposed body, paying close attention to all your curves with his fingers—hips, waist and breasts—especially your breasts. He palmed them in his grasp and pinched your nipple through the material of your bra, making you wince out at the slight pain.
While one of his hands palmed your breast, the other ran down your stomach and found its way into your panties, making you gasp once his expert fingers found your aching core. He ran his fingers through your slick folds, groaning deeply in your ear, making the hairs at the back of your neck stand.
“Fuck, baby, already so wet and messy for me, huh? Did that turn you on, princess? My little speech about fucking you and claiming you as mine while he watches all helpless?”
“U-uh, huh.”
You were revelling in the pleasure your twisted and loving husband provided you that there was no way to form any coherent words, let alone sentences. It made Bucky chuckle in a sinister way at how absolute speechless he could make you with such simple touches.
Then it all stopped—his touches and kisses. You whined out in protest and were starting to turn around to see what was going on, but he stopped you by grabbing your upper arms and turning you towards Roman again.
“Stay still, baby.”
Thankfully, his delicate touches returned to your skin. His fingers ran from your shoulder and down until they met the clasp of your bra—unclasping it with no difficulty. The bra straps ran down your arms and hit the floor with a soft thud. Your breasts fully exposed to the two men.
With Bucky’s hands caressing your waist, he descended to the floor behind you. His fingers hooked into your panties and pulled them down your legs. Now, you were fully exposed; your parts that Bucky was so protective and possessive over came to light.
He left a wet kiss on each of your ass cheeks before travelling the kisses upward your naked back—until he stood straight up and wrapped his hand around your throat again, making you yelp and pay full attention to the man tied to the chair. Bucky spoke loud again for him to hear as well.
“This here is all mine. My body—my tits, my ass, my pussy,” he groped your wet and naked core, making you gasp out, “Only I will get to touch and take all of her as I please. Isn’t that right, baby girl?”
“I-it’s yours, B-Bucky, I-I belong to y-you.”
He turned you around and pulled your naked body flush into his clothed one. His hand grasped the back of your neck and brought your lips to his—hungrily kissing you, tongues caressing one another as you moaned and groaned into the heated and needy kiss. His other hand took hold of your ass cheek—altering between squeezing hard and delivering slaps to the plump flesh, which made you whimper into his mouth each time he did.
While still keeping your lips connected, Bucky manoeuvred you to the foot of the bed and removed his jacket while you helped with unbuttoning his white shirt—tearing it off his muscular body.
You roamed your hands all over his hard chest and stomach, moaning as you felt every curve and dip of his delicious muscles. While you touched him, Bucky went to work on getting his pants off.
“Let me.”
You descended to your knees, finding a comfortable place on the marble floor, and helped him tug his pants and underwear down. A satisfied gasp slips from your mouth as his hard cock springs to life—slapping against his belly.
“This cock belongs to me, doesn't it, daddy?” You mutter as you take a firm grasp on his base, and kitten lick his tip while looking up at him.
Bucky chuckled at your possessive nature, licking his lips. You could be just as possessive over Bucky as he was over you, and he loved it. He belonged to you as much as you belonged to him.
“You know it does, baby,” his hand cradled your face, “all of me belongs to you, body and soul.”
You pushed him down to sit on the foot of the bed, his hands on the mattress keeping his weight up. His eyes were fixated on your kneeling form as you nestled between his spread legs. The palm of your hands caressed his thighs up and down as you stared at his entire cock—your mouth watering at how delicious it looked.
“I’m so hungry for your cock, daddy.”
“Yeah? You gonna show him what a little cock-whore you are, baby?”
“Yes,” a glob of your spit fell on him, making him groan as your hand jerked him and spread the saliva all over his length, “I’m a little cock-whore that wants your cock in my mouth.”
He twitched at your lewd words.
“Take all of me then.”
With his hand at the back of your head, he guided and encouraged you to take him whole. With no hesitation, you engulfed his length immediately—too cock-hungry to tease and toy with him until he begged for you. You desperately needed his length deep in your throat.
You gagged around him as he tickled the back of your throat. The vibrations made him shudder where he sat. With each hand cradling your face, he forced your head up and down on him, thrusting his hips upwards to meet your moves.
Tears pooled in your eyes, and saliva dribbled out of your mouth as he forced his way down your throat. It was so messy and erotic—sloppy sounds filled the room.
He closed his eyes and leaned his head back as he concentrated on how your warm and wet mouth felt on his throbbing cock. Guttural groans rumbled in his throat.
“Fuck, you take my cock so well, baby.”
He removed you from him, which made you whine in protest—missing the feel of him choking you with it. Your hand wrapped around him and jerked his length in long strokes as you presented your tongue—showing him how absolute needy you were for his cock shoved deep in your cavity.
With his fingers holding your jaw, he leaned down till he was level with your face and gifted you a glob of his spit on your awaiting tongue. “Fucking whore, you know that?” You nod your head. The degrading action and words had your pussy flutter. You rolled your tongue into your mouth and leaned down to retake him, bobbing your head while Bucky supported his weight on his hands, allowing you to take control of his cock as he sat and enjoyed the lewd performance.
“I bet you’re fucking jealous now.” Bucky sneered at Roman as the corner of his mouth turned up in a sinister smirk.
Your hand accompanied your mouth—stroking his base while your mouth paid attention to his sensitive head—finding a perfect rhythm to bring Bucky over the edge. The other hand cupped his balls to fondle them.
“Look at me….”
You peered up at him through your thick lashes while you had your mouth and hands full of his cock and balls. Drool and tears covering all of you.
“...fucking shit, doll, you’re gonna make me come.” A few seconds later, he grunted as he reached his climax. His hand gripping your shoulder hard to brace himself.
Watching his face contour in pure pleasure, moaning, groaning and grunting while his thick load shoots down your throat must be one of the most pornographic scenes you’d ever witnessed. Your pussy fluttered at the sight and vocalisation of him—slickness running down your inner thighs.
Holy fucking shit.
You worked him thoroughly through his intense orgasm to make him feel as good as possible. Not letting a single drop of him go to waste—all of it trickled down your throat.
Once he had come down from his high, you pulled him out from your mouth, making his head leave with a pop. Bucky hisses as his sensitive cock is freed from your expert hold.
You were a mess—drool covering your face, hands and tits, but to Bucky, it was the most stunning you’d ever looked.
“Oh, baby. So beautiful and messy for me.”
With his hand holding your throat, he leaned down to give you a sloppy kiss which you whimpered into.
“Get on the bed.”
All giddy, you switched places with him. Your elbows supported your weight as you spread your legs for him, showing him your glistening and needy pussy.
“Fucking gorgeous.”
“Are you gonna fuck me, daddy?”
Bucky tugged your legs, pulling you further towards him—till your ass was right by the edge of your bed.
“Not yet, babydoll. I need to taste that pussy first.”
He finds a comfortable place on his knees between your spread legs so he can go to work in worshipping all of you, like the Goddess you are. His face is inches from where you so desperately need him, feeling his breath on you, making your pussy ache for him. You arch into his face, your hand running over his short hair, begging for him to taste you, touch you, do anything to you. To eat you out until he shatters your existence.
“Please, Bucky,” you pathetically plead.
“You want it, baby?”
The tip of his tongue flickers your nub. That simple touch has your whole body convulse on the bed and a soft whimper escaping you.
God, you were so needy.
“P-please.”
“I’ll make you feel so fucking good, princess,” he laid a simple kiss on your wet folds, making you convulse once more, “but first, I need to clean up this mess you’ve made, baby.” He was referring to the slickness that had spilt from you, running down your inner thighs.
While his hands caressed the side of your waist, making delicious tingles erupt on your skin, he went to work on cleaning you up with his tongue—licking up the mess you’ve made, moaning at your taste. “Your taste is outstanding, baby.” Your whimper in pain and pleasure as he nips the skin of your inner thigh with his teeth—his tongue soothing the sting after.
“You have the prettiest pussy; you know that, baby? I’m so lucky that I’m the only man who will ever get to see it, to taste it,” he licks your outer lips, which has you arch into him for more, “and to fuck this needy little cunt.”
Finally, he places his mouth where you desperately need it to be. He drags his broad tongue through your folds and flicks the tip of it on your clit. The action has you arch your back, and your eyes flutter shut.
“O-oh…”
A glob of his saliva hits your clit, trickling down your folds. He groans as he watches his mess mix with your own—making your pussy look like the most delicious five-star meal he’s ever seen.
“Look at him, baby. Look at him while I eat your pussy.”
You turned your head to look at the man bound in his chair. It’s fucked up to admit it, but it turned you on to have Bucky between your thighs while a beaten-down man watched. You could see him shaking in his chair, shock overloading his system while his bloodied face pleaded for mercy—for his hurt and misery to end.
Fuck, this was hot.
You moaned loudly as Bucky went to work on devouring your pussy like a starved man that hasn’t had a decent meal in forever. He drags his tongue through your slit multiple times to get all of your flavours. His groan against your pussy at the taste has you quiver on the mattress and a loud cry emitting from you.
He lewdly spits on your pussy to claim ownership over it before his lips wrap around your raw nub—altering between sucking and licking the sensitive nerve. You try to keep your focus on Roman, but your eyes flutter at the pleasure, your mind and vision becoming blurry.
Two fingers penetrate your velvet walls, stretching you out and reaching knuckle deep, making you wail out. Their tips brush against the spot that has you absolutely lose it, making you writhe on the bed. The other works your breast—palming the supple flesh in his grasp, pinching and pulling on your sensitive nipple. You're nothing but cries of pleasure—moaning, groaning and whimpering as Bucky works you to perfection.
You feel kind of embarrassed at how noisy and pathetic you sound, so you bite your bottom lip hard to try and keep yourself down. Bucky didn’t like that at all.
“No, no,” he releases your clit from his hold, “let him hear. Let him hear all your pretty noises, baby.”
He quickly returned his assaults on your swollen clit that throbbed in need. His fingers moved in and out of you at an expert pace, and his other hand worked your breast.
Upon his wishes, you let your cries of satisfaction flow freely—filling up the bedroom. Your breathing hitched in your throat as the buildup was nearing its breaking point, so close to shattering your whole existence—body and soul.
Both your hands are placed at the back of his head, keeping him there so that he cannot move away and deny you your pleasure under no circumstances. Your hips rock into his vicious mouth as you chase your orgasm—it’s right there, so close.
“Bucky,” you cry as you come hard, your toes curling and your whole body convulsing on the bed. You try keeping your gaze on Roman as the coil in your stomach snaps, but your eyes cross. The surge of intense pleasure on your mind and body is almost indescribable—you’ve never come so hard in your entire life. As stars blur your vision, you feel like you're floating on a cloud.
Bucky groans as he works through your orgasm, your clit throbbing in his mouth and your tight walls fluttering around his digits. He’s in awe as he watches you fall apart like you’ve never done before, and he doesn't stop pleasuring you until you are all but satisfied.
You sob from sensitivity as his mouth and fingers leave your used and abused pussy. You’re a panting and heaving mess as you try and come back to your senses.
“You have no idea how sexy and breathtaking you are when you come like that, baby,” he says before kissing your mound, making you twitch. He proceeds with his kisses up your stomach and gives each of your nipples a lick; each touch has you spasm on the bed at how overly sensitive your whole body feels. He comes to face you—gently laying a kiss on your lips so you can taste yourself.
“I really fucked you up, didn’t I? I’m the only one that can make you come like that, huh?”
All you can do is nod while babbling unfinished words as you still haven’t recovered from your high.
Bucky chuckled at your distant and fucked out state.
“I’ll fuck you up some more, doll. He’s gonna watch as I absolutely wreck you.”
He pulls you further up the bed until you’re both in the middle of it.
With his hard cock in hand, he taps the head on your swollen clit, making you twitch and sob; a weak no falls from your lips as you place your hand on his hip to try and push him off.
You can’t. You’re so overly sensitive that it hurts. You can’t take anymore. But Bucky didn’t seem to give a fuck. He wasn’t done with you.
“I-I c-can’t.”
“Yes, you can, baby.” He speaks through gritted teeth.
He takes your hand off him and pins it down on the mattress.
Again he taps your clit, pulling out the same reaction from you as before. He glides his leaking tip through your wet folds. Gradually, his cock gliding on your tingling nub feels fucking incredible, and you’re ready for him to wreck you with his length.
“Please, daddy, fuck me.”
He groaned out at your neediness for him and lined his tip with your quivering entrance. Slowly, inch by inch, he penetrates your tight velvet walls with his cock, making you whimper at the slight ache. His hands grasp the back of your thighs as he forces his way inside you, guttural groans rumbling in his throat as your warm and tight walls engulf him. The last bit of him he forcefully pushes inside you, slamming into your pelvis, making you sob a cry, and your eyes roll back—showing white. The feeling of fullness has you blabbering pleas for him to destroy and fuck you senseless.
“Fuck, baby, you’re so fucking tight.”
His voice is so deep and husky, making your walls flutter around his length, pulling out a heavy moan from him.
“I’ll fuck you so good, doll.”
He pulls out and then forces himself hard into you again, making you jolt and cry on the mattress. He does it a few times, being rough and abusive with it, before he starts fucking your tightness in deep and powerful strokes, slapping his skin against yours.
He hoists your legs on his shoulder, pinning them against his front, as he thrusts into you, his tip brushing your sweet spot each time he reaches deep inside you. You’re nothing but a moaning, whimpering mess as you take it all. Your hands grip the sheets to brace yourself, your eyes cross as he fucks you into oblivion, and your breasts bounce with each abusive thrust he delivers.
“My pussy. Mine, mine, mine, mine,” he grunts between each hard thrust, watching his length disappear through your walls.
There's nothing on your brain other than his cock—nothing but earth-shattering pleasure that it's giving.
You convey that you want him closer with grabby hands as you’re entirely speechless with how he’s fucking you.
Answering your pleas, he drops your legs on each side before lowering his body till his naked chest meets yours, holding his weight up so he won’t completely crush your sensitive body. His forehead rests on yours as his warm breath hits your face.
“So needy for my cock, huh? So needy for all of me?”
You can only let out a sound of approval.
“Good fucking girl.”
With the rolls of his hips, he manages to reach even deeper inside you, making you wail in pleasure. You wrap your legs around his hips and your arms around his neck, clinging to him with your weak strength. The buildup was fast due to your last orgasm, and you were ready to explode with pleasure once more.
“I-I-I’m go….”
You couldn't even form a coherent sentence, making Bucky chuckle at how good he was fucking your brains.
“You gonna come, baby?”
“U-uh, huh.”
“Look at him, baby,” with his fingers on your jaw; he turned your head to look at Roman, “look at him as you cream and make a mess all over my cock, you fucking whore. Look at him while I stuff your little cunt.”
You try to keep your focus on him, but it was near impossible with the way Bucky was fucking you, clouding your every sense.
A few more brutal thrusts, and you come hard, toes curling, almost blacking out at the intensity. Silent noises escape your open mouth, and your eyes roll as you explode around his cock—your walls viciously pulsating around his length and making a mess all over him. Tears streamed down your face as it became too much, too hard, but you wanted more; you wanted his cum to fill you so badly, so you pulled him in tighter with your weak legs, wanting him to spill his warm seed inside you.
With a heavy grunt, he spurts ropes after ropes of his cum inside you, decorating your walls. His hips snapped rapidly against you as he filled you up to the brim, emptying himself entirely and not stopping until you were both fucked out and satisfied.
“Good girl. Good fucking girl taking all of me.”
He stilled inside once he was done, making a breath of relief and satisfaction escape you, and a deep groan came from him at the aftershocks. He peppers kisses on your clammy neck and collarbone, whispering sweet praises and affirmation after being so dominant and rough with you. You hold him close, nuzzling your face into his short hair as you hum and sigh in contentment at being stuffed full of his cum.
A whimper falls from you as his body leaves yours, leaving you cold, followed by a sob as his cock leaves your used and abused hole, leaving you unfulfilled.
“Look at that, baby,” Bucky was fascinated with his cum trickling out of your quivering hole, ”such a pretty sight.” He collected all of the cum with his tip and pushed himself hard into you again, making you squeal. After giving you a few more strokes, he pulled out, making the cum flow out once more. He gave you a sweet kiss on the cheek, followed by some words that made your breath hitch.
“Stay still, baby. I need to show him.”
He what?
You were still and spread out like he requested, your body too sensitive and sore to move anyways. With hooded eyes, you watch Bucky’s naked behind as he walks away from you and over to the man bound tight in the corner.
Bucky removes the gag from Roman’s mouth, and you can hear him coughing blood and saliva as his voice is freed. He tries to say something, but it comes out as a gurgling sound.
“Did you really fucking think I would let you go unpunished from my club, you fucking filth?”
Bucky’s fist connects with Roman’s bloodied and bruised face—the noise of skin punching skin and the crackling of Roman’s teeth at the force of it is the most uncomfortable sound you’ve ever heard. You shut your eyes tight as Bucky hits him again, and then a last time.
“Did you really fucking think I would let you speak about my wife like that without me having your head for it?”
You still didn’t know what Roman had said to Bucky in the club, but it was obviously triggering. So Bucky had gone to this extent in showing him, and others for that matter, what happens when someone spoke about his possessions.
Bucky removed his restraints and pulled Roman by his hair over to you on the bed—propping him up so he rested on his knees, his bruised face close to your pussy.
You were lost for words at what was happening, at what Bucky was doing. You just closed your eyes tight and hoped that whatever was going to happen would be over soon.
“Look at that, huh. Look at it. Isn’t it so fucking beautiful?”
Bucky was referring to his cum seeping out of your quivering hole—making a beautiful mess.
Roman looked with hooded eyes and tried to say something, but his words came out strained and unclear.
“Fucking LOOK AT IT!”
Bucky yelled in his face. It startled you and made tears roll down your cheek. This feels so degrading… but my God, also so fucking hot at the same time—to have someone being forced to look at your most intimate part that’s just been used and abused and stuffed full of cum.
Roman looks with wide eyes now, well, one at least; the other one is too bruised to open fully. He makes a painful noise as Bucky pulls his head up by his hair.
“This is mine. My pussy,” Bucky spreads your lips, “this is my girl, my fucking wife, and that’s my fucking cum that’s claimed her. You will never ever get to touch her. Touch what rightfully belongs to me. How dare you come into my club and use your filthy disgusting words on my wife, especially after betraying me like that, you worthless piece of shit.”
Bucky tosses him to the ground, his body hitting the hard floor in a loud thud while he groans in pain.
“Shut the fuck up,” Bucky spat at him.
Bucky retrieves his phone from his jacket, and you hear his thumbs moving across the keyboard—typing a message. You’re unsure what’s happening and too tired and slightly traumatised to ask questions.
A few seconds later, there’s a knock on the bedroom door, and Bucky stands with his back, all tall and broad, to you, blocking your body so whoever is on the other end can’t see you fully exposed. Bucky doesn’t care about his own nudity in the slightest.
Whoever entered the room didn’t say anything, but you could hear them come closer and stop by Roman, waiting for Bucky to give them instructions.
“Dispose of him,” Bucky utters in a deep and sinister voice.
“Yes, Sir.”
You hear Roman getting pulled away, never to be seen again, and then a door closes, leaving only you and Bucky in your bedroom.
“Baby.”
His sweet and caring voice was back; his protective and warm touches were back—your loving husband. He cleans you off with his shirt and then cradles your body, making you sit on his lap as he wraps his tender, soft arms around your frame. You nuzzle your face into his sweaty neck, a tired sigh leaving you as his fingers run delicately on your clammy skin, soothing your aching flesh and lulling you to sleep.
“Are you ok, doll?” He takes your tired face in his hands, making you look at his concerned one, searching yours for any sign of stress or discomfort. “Was that too much? Did I hurt you? I’m so sorry, doll, you had to see that, to hear that. That I had to put you through that.”
You honestly didn’t know what to say at what just unfolded—too tired and sore to process the whole event properly, but you were ok, for now. You were just happy to finally have your husband to yourself after such a pleasurable and vicious evening. All you wanted now was to fall asleep in his protective embrace.
All worries and questions about tonight could wait until the morning.
“I-I’m o-ok, James, just tired,” you yawn.
“Oh, baby…”
He scoots you up the bed—until you both rest your heads on the fluffy pillows, facing each other.
“... come here.”
You make yourself small and vulnerable as you nuzzle and cling to the embrace of your vicious lover and protector—his arms and legs holding you close. A content sigh breathes through you as your head tucks into his chest; listening to the calming beats of his heart—this was your home, where you wanted to be forever; despite Bucky’s brutal nature at times, you never ever wanted to leave his side.
Bucky’s murderous hands treat your skin like it's the most delicate thing in the world—softly stroking your back, making you shudder and purr in delight. Sweet words of affirmation are whispered against your hair, followed by a hum of a pleasant tune that slowly lulls you to sleep.
The last thing you hear are words that solidify your love and trust for your husband.
“You’re mine, mine only, my everything, and I love you beyond words, my sweet love….”
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Sugar Daddy
Into The Bucky-Verse
Pairing; CEO+Dad’s Best Friend!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader
Summary; Bucky acts as your Sugar Daddy for the day. Whatever princess wants, princess gets ft. some fun in the changing room *wink wink*
Word Count; 3492
Warnings; NSFW, 18+ Only, Minors DNI, undefined age-gap, “cheating”, language, cursing, pet names, semi-public sex, daddy!kink, oral (male receiving), cum swallowing, teasing, clit play, unprotected vaginal sex, multiple orgasms, mention of bodily fluids.
Authors Note; This has been sitting in my drafts for months and I finally managed to finish it :) sorry if there are any mistakes.. enjoy!
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“Get dressed, princess. I’m picking you up in an hour.”
That was the text Bucky had sent you. It was always exciting when Bucky would take you somewhere. Bucky hadn’t specified where he would take you, so you only wore your regular clothes; it was the middle of the day after all.
When you walked out to the car, you were surprised to find Bucky sitting in the driver seat. This was very out of character for him. You had never seen him drive before. He never drove unless it was necessary. His driver always drove him, and now you, around.
“Wheres Henry?”
“I gave him the day off; it's just you and me today, baby.”
You didn't think much of it and sat in the passenger seat. You watched Bucky out of the corner of your eyes. He had his signature cocky grin on his face that he always displayed when he was up to no good. He had his black sunglasses on and your favourite suit he owned, a black suit with white checkered lines.
The car window on his side was rolled down slightly, letting some of the cool breeze into the car. You didn't have to worry about anyone seeing you in the car. The windows were tinted black, so it was almost impossible to determine who was sitting in it.
Bucky's hand was placed on your thigh at all times. Once in a while, he would move upwards till he got to the inside of them, caressing your inner thigh before he moved back to their original place.
“Bucky… where are you taking me?”
“You'll see, baby girl, be patient.”
After 30 minutes of driving, you finally reached your destination. Bucky parked right in front of a clothing shop. You knew this place. You had never been to it, but it was a well-known store, for the rich and powerful at least. They had everything; clothes, shoes, lingerie, purses and jewellery. The prices ranged everywhere from a few ten thousand dollars to several million.
Bucky opened the passenger door for you and presented his hand for you to take. You hesitate. You and he were still sneaking around, and you didn't think going here was the best idea.
“Bucky, I don't think this is a good idea. What if someone recognises us? It will ruin my dad's reputation and yours as well.”
“Relax, baby. I know the owner of the store. She won't tell a soul. It's only going to be us. We are perfectly safe here, I promise. Do you trust me?”
You closed your eyes and took a deep breath before you took his hand in yours, “I trust you, Bucky.” Bucky kissed the back of your hand, “you are amazing, doll.”
Once you entered the store, a woman was waiting for you. You looked her up and down. She looked like she was a few years older than Bucky. She looked beautiful in the dress she wore, and she had a kind and warm smile on her face.
“Mr Barnes, it's lovely to see you again.”
“Rose,” Bucky greeted her with a kiss on the cheek, “it's good to see you as well.”
“Ah, and this must be the lovely young woman you were talking about, Mr Barnes.”
“Yes, this is my beautiful girlfriend.”
She gave you a hug that left you a little taken back, but you accepted and hugged her back.
“It's lovely to meet you, dear,” the next part she whispered so only you could hear, “James speaks so highly of you.” You had the biggest smile on your face when you parted.
“It's nice to meet you as well, ma’am.”
“Please, call me Rose.”
This was a little odd. This was the first person, except for Bucky's driver and good friend Henry, that knew about your relationship. You knew you and Bucky needed to keep your relationship under wraps for obvious reasons, but it felt so good that another person knew about the two of you; it made the relationship feel a little more real.
“Well, I’ll leave you guys to it. I’ll be in the back room. If you need help with anything, let me know.”
“Thank you, Rose,” Bucky replied politely.
The whole store was for you to explore in privacy. There was no need to worry about other people disturbing you.
Bucky came to stand behind you. His hands gripped your upper arms, and his head leaned on your shoulder. His mouth was inches from your ear as he spoke.
“Take a look around, doll. Take all the time you need. Buy whatever you want. It’s all on me.”
“So you’re my sugar daddy for the day, Bucky?”
He groaned at the name, excited to hear those words leave your lips. One of his hands came to rest around your throat. His actions had you part your lips.
“Daddy just wants to spoil his beautiful princess. She deserves anything she wants,” his lips caressed the shell of your ear. “Now go and have a look around. I’ll be waiting in the changing room for you. I want to see what you picked out.”
You swallowed hard under his hand. He wanted you to have a fashion show for him? You couldn’t deny that the idea excited you immensely.
He left your side so you could explore for yourself. You walked around the expensive store for a few minutes, looking at all the different garments that picked your interest. You cringed when you saw the ridiculous prices on some of the pieces.
The least you could do, for Bucky, was pick out a few items to try on.
You picked out a beautiful long dress, a necklace and some earrings to go with it. You calculate the prices of the items, and all together, they cost thousands of dollars. You owned expensive clothing, but nothing like this. It made you slightly uncomfortable to hold such costly items, but you would try them on for Bucky's sake. You knew he would love it, and you knew you would feel so beautiful with it on.
After searching for a bit, you found the changing room. It was only one of them, and it was massive. There were several seating areas and more mirrors than what was necessary. It was more of a showroom than a changing room.
Bucky was waiting for you on one of the sofas. His arms rested on the back of it, and his legs were crossed. His tongue peeked out to wet his lips when he saw you.
“You pick something out, princess?”
“Yeah,” you held up the dress to your body to show him as well as the necklace and earrings.
“That looks beautiful, but I want you to try these on first,” he held up a set of lingerie. It was a deep purple colour, and the lace details were out of this world. “Can you do that for me?”
You swallowed the massive lump that had formed in your throat. Oh, so he wanted you to have THAT kind of fashion show. He saw you hesitating, so he tried to persuade you some more.
“Please, darling, it would make me the happiest man right now.”
You nodded. You wanted to try them on for him. It was just that little voice in the back of your head telling you that it wasn’t such a good idea, you knew what the results of this show would be, and you can’t deny that it excited you.
You placed the dress and accessories to the side before you approached him, taking the pieces he held in his hand.
“There’s a small room over there,” he pointed to the corner of the room, “where you can change for me.”
You looked over, and sure enough, there was a door to an even smaller changing room, a changing room within a changing room.
You changed into the garment, stood for a few seconds and looked yourself up and down in the mirror. You looked fucking hot. The fit and colour complimented your curves to perfection. Bucky would go feral when you showed it to him.
A few minutes later, you walked out and came to stand a few steps from him. Bucky was in awe when he saw you. His eyes changed into a darker colour, and he had to adjust himself where he sat.
You weren’t sure what to do now, but Bucky encouraged you to come closer. “You look incredible, baby girl, so mouthwatering. Come here, let me have a closer look.”
Once you reached him, he took a grab of the back of your thighs, which had you gasp out, to pull you closer until you were standing between his now parted legs.
His hands caressed your sides, and his eyes took their time to scan every inch of your body in the lingerie set. You loved when he touched you. It was the greatest feeling in the world, so intoxicating, and it had you forget everything else that was happening outside of your secure bubble.
Once he was done looking you over, one of his hands palmed his growing bulge through his dress pants. His other took a firm grip on one of your ass cheeks.
“You like it, daddy?”
“Fuck,” he muttered. “You are going to be the death of me, kitten. Are you going to be a good girl and get on your knees for me?”
“Yes, daddy.”
When you got comfortable on your knees in front of him, your hands caressed his clothed thighs before one of them palmed his bulge through his pants. His mouth parted as you took a firm grab on him through the material.
“I need to feel your mouth on me.”
“What about Rose, Bucky?”
“Don’t worry. I told her not to bother us.”
Trusting his words, you undid the buckle of his belt, and with the help of Bucky, you pulled down his pants and underwear. A satisfied gasp left you as his dick sprung free.
Your hand took hold of his base as you peppered open-mouth kisses on his shaft before you licked at his slit. Bucky hissed out when you took the head in your mouth and suckled, your tongue teasing him with every suck.
You released him from your hold so you could run your hands all over your exposed skin, knowing how much he loved it when you touched yourself. You palmed your breasts through the bra and your legs closed to give some friction to your pussy.
“Shit, baby.”
He wrapped his hand around his dick. He had not been able to contain himself when you looked so beautiful and submissive on your knees for him. His hand focused on his tip where you had just sucked him a moment ago.
“No, daddy, let me.”
Bucky groaned at your comment and let you retake him. You licked the underside of his length, running the tip of your tongue on his protruding vein before you took his head in your mouth again, sucking and swirling your tongue on his tip, which earned you a deep groan from Bucky.
When you felt like he had endured enough teasing, you took all of him in your mouth till he reached the back of your throat.
You wrapped your hand around his base and focused on moving your hand on his shaft while your mouth gave all its attention to Bucky's sensitive tip, sucking and licking. Your hand and mouth moved in perfect sync on his dick as you gave him all the pleasure he could ever want.
His soft moans escaped him now and again as you did wonders on his cock. You looked up at him through your lashes and watched his face contour in pure pleasure, his eyes struggling to stay open to watch how you worked on him.
A moan from you was sounded against his dick, making it twitch in your grasp. He was ready to burst any second now.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum, baby.”
As much as you would love for him to empty himself with his delicious seed in your mouth, your pussy was begging to be filled up by him. What more could you do than grant its wish.
You bobbed your head on his whole dick now, letting his tip tickle the back of your throat before his dick left your lips with a pop. You gave his head a few licks and kisses before you got to your feet again.
“Take your panties off.”
You took them off, and then he motioned you to turn around so you could sit on him. One of his arms wrapped around your torso, just underneath your clothed boobs, so he could pull you flush against his clothed chest, while his other grabbed hold of his dick so he could tease your entrance.
“Please, Bucky, fill me up.”
He granted you your wish, allowing you to line his dick with your entrance. He filled you up until he was situated entirely inside your needy pussy. Your mouth parted, and your eyes closed at the feel of him between your walls.
“Shit, so warm and tight for me, doll.”
He didn’t let you move on him right away. He took his sweet time in running his hands all over your exposed flesh. You fussed on top of him, becoming impatient.
“Please, Bucky.”
“Shh… be a good girl.”
Bucky looked straight ahead, and his dick twitched at the sight in front of him. The mirror on the wall gave him a perfect view of the two of you. Your body was on full display for him while his dick was buried deep within you.
“Fuck, baby,” his hand wrapped itself around your throat hard, “look at you. Fuck, you look like a work of art, princess.”
Your gaze shifted to the front, and now you saw what he saw. The view of him and you tangled together, in the best way possible, was so intoxicating and intimate.
“Come on now, baby girl, ride my cock. Take what’s yours.”
You lifted yourself till only his tip was inside you before you slowly pushed down on him again, letting him once again fill you. You did this a few times, moaning and whimpering as you did. Bucky was becoming impatient and encouraged you to pick up the pace.
“Show me how good you ride me; I want to see.”
You picked up the pace on his dick. One of his hands came around your throat again and squeezed hard. His eyes never left the mirror as he watched how you bounced on his cock; your clothed boobs followed in beat with your hips.
“You feel so good on me, baby doll.”
You were all noise, no words. His dick was brushing your sweet spot with each stroke. The earth-shattering feeling had your whole body shudder in delight. You were in pure heaven.
“F-fuck, it’s so g-good, Bucky. I love your cock.”
“Yeah? You love my cock in your tight pussy, don’t you, sweetheart?”
“Y-ye-yes.”
“Good girl.”
Your orgasm was building up with each thrust of your hips. You focused on the way his length penetrated you and his fingers toying with your clit. You moved faster on him, wanting to reach the release you so desperately needed and craved for.
“I’m gonna cum.”
“Come on, baby girl, let me feel you.”
All you needed was his encouraging words and permission to let yourself go all over him.
You came around him. Your body convulsed as the pleasure travelled through your body. Bucky helped you move your hips on him in a steady rhythm to maximise your enjoyment. Your tight and warm walls fluttering around Bucky's dick teased his own orgasm, but he didn’t cum, not yet.
Once you had ridden out your orgasm and calmed down a bit, Bucky returned his fingers to your clit, teasing and playing with your sensitive nerve. His dick was still buried deep inside you.
You caught his glimpse in the mirror. You looked like a fucked-out mess. A thin layer of sweat coated your body, and your chest heaved as you struggled to control your breathing. Bucky wet his lips at the sight of you, satisfied that he had made you a mess, and by the looks of it, he was not yet done with making a complete mess of yourself.
“Aren’t you gonna cum, Bucky?”
“I’m not finished with you yet. I want one more orgasm from you before I spill my cum in your mouth.”
His fingers picked up their pace on your sensitive clit. Your second orgasm was approaching slowly. Your head lay on his shoulder as you basked in the sensitive pleasure. Bucky left sloppy kisses on your exposed neck and shoulder before they found your lips. His tongue moved against you in perfect sync as you tasted one another.
“Come on, baby. One more for me, yeah? You can do one more. I want to feel you all over me.” His rough voice was only a whisper against your lips as he said those sinful words.
“Bucky,” his name came out as a needy moan. You tried to close your legs; he wouldn’t let you, the pleasure so intense from the orgasm you had just a few minutes ago.
You came hard around his dick once more. Your body convulsions as pleasure took complete power over your body. A mix of moans and scream-like noises that you had no control over escaped you. Your walls clenched around Bucky as his dick was begging to cum as well. Bucky watched you in the mirror. He was in awe at the sight of you losing it.
“That’s it, my good girl. You’re so good for me, kitten.”
His movements on your now overly sensitive clit came to a stop once you had calmed down. He gave you a few moments to catch your breath and get your bearings before he tapped your leg, signalling you to get up.
As you came of him, you hissed out as your hole was way too sensitive from his dick being buried inside you.
Bucky got up from his seat and made you turn around to get on your knees for him once more. His hand was pumping his aching cock, his movements quick as he desperately needed to cum in your mouth.
You took his balls in your mouth, sucking and licking them for that extra added stimulation. Your actions had Bucky grip your hair, and not a second later; he pulled you away so that he could cum in your warm and awaiting mouth.
“Open up, baby.”
You stuck your tongue out, ready to receive all he had to give you. Your eyes begged him to fill up your mouth, your tongue so desperate to taste him.
His loud and heavy grunts filled the room as his cum burst out of his red tip and landed on your awaiting tongue. He didn’t stop until all of him decorated your tongue like an expensive artwork. He took a few moments to admire the work he had done, proud of his masterpiece.
“So pretty, baby girl. Now be a good little kitten and swallow all of it for me.”
With no hesitation, you swallowed his whole load. It has become like second nature to you at this point. You showed him your empty mouth, which made him let out a satisfied groan of approval.
“Fuck, you’re the best.”
He helped you to your feet, taking you in his arms to hold you close to him. His hand stroked your back as your face was nuzzled in his clothed chest.
“Look at me.”
You put your head up, your face inches from him as he cradled your face in his hands.
“You are so amazing, babe.”
His lips found yours, kissing you passionately as he held your waist.
“Come on, doll, let’s get cleaned up and then I’ll buy what you picked out.
“Shouldn’t I try on the dress?”
“You will look amazing in it no matter what, my beautiful girl.”
You both got dressed again and fixed yourself up in the mirror to try and hide the fact that you had just fucked in the most sinful way possible. You walked out with the dress, accessories and the lingerie set Bucky had picked out for you.
“Find anything of interest?” It was Rose. She was already by the cashier, waiting on you both.
Bucky handed her his card, “we did. Thank you so much, Rose, for having us.”
“Anything for you and your beautiful lady Mr Barnes.”
When you were done paying, you walked out of the store hand in hand, quickly before anyone recognised you outside. Once you got in the car, you thanked Bucky for the beautiful items he had bought you.
“Thank you, daddy, for all the pretty things.”
“Anything for my baby doll.”
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Fluff: 🧸 || Smut: 🥵 || Angst: 👿 || Trigger Warning: ⚠️
Storm (🧸)
↳ Summary: Bucky comforts you when there’s a storm.
Two Servings (🥵)
↳ Summary: Bucky enjoys two servings of his delicious breakfast... you.
Nights & Mornings (🧸🥵)
↳ Summary: How you and Bucky go to sleep and how you and him wake up.
Nobody Is You (🥵👿⚠️)
↳ Summary: Bucky looses the love of his life and tries to find a way to cope with his loss.
At The Club (🥵)
↳ Summary: Bucky has you ride yourself on his thigh at the club.
Black T-Shirt (🥵)
↳ Summary: Bucky in that black and tight T-Shirt has you in desperate need to have his dick in your mouth.
Nightmare (👿🧸)
↳ Summary: Bucky comforts you after a night terror.
Two Is Better Than One (🥵)
↳ Summary: Bucky brings another man to your house for some fun.
Sleepless Nights (🧸)
↳ Summary: Bucky comforts you when you can’t sleep.
Cuddle Emergency (🧸)
↳ Summary: You’re in some desperate need for cuddles from Bucky.
Dessert (🥵)
↳ Summary: Bucky always enjoy eating his favourite dessert before dinner… you.
Bucky buys you tampons (🧸)
↳ Summary: Bucky has no shame in buying you what you need.
War Series 🪖
Leaving Home (🧸🥵👿)
↳ Summary: Bucky gets enlisted. Him and reader have a magical last night together.
Away From Home (🥵👿)
↳ Summary: Reader and Bucky are half a world apart. How are they holding up without each other? ft. some love letters!
Coming Home (🧸🥵)
↳ Summary: Bucky finally reunites with you, safe and sound in your arms, after the gruesome war.
Yes, Sir Series👔
Part 1 (🥵)
↳ Summary: Bucky discovers a newfound kink.
Part 2 (🥵)
↳ Summary: Bucky executes his newfound kink and takes your body as he pleases.
Part 3 (🥵)
↳ Summary: Bucky had promised that he would leave you a crying, whimpering mess the next time he has his hands on you. So that’s exactly what he’s doing.
Into The Bucky-Verse
CEO+Dad’s Best Friend!Bucky Barnes Masterlist
Wedding Series with Bucky Barnes 💍
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I kinda also want to rewrite some of my favourite fics because maybe (or most likely not lol) my English and writing skills have gotten better.. also some of them are cringe😐 this whole blog kinda cringe tho.. maybe that’s why I was scared to come back lol.. I want to change up some things on here A LOT.
One of my goals at least is to finish Gemma’s Daughter since that was something people really liked and I had really fun writing
#this is just me rambling after being away for 400 years from this blog#this blog needs a revamp#I still want to write a few more things for Mayans but when I’m done what will I do with this blog?#I’m not sure if I want to come up with completely new things
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Hiii! Hope you've been doing well!!
Hi!! I’ve been doing good (kind of up and down since I was last on this blog) I really want to finish some of the Mayans related fics I have in my draft and maybe writing some new things (but I can’t promise anything on that) I came on here to just check on everything.
I hope you are well anon 😄
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I’m still not sure if I’ll return to this blog, but you can find me on these blogs in the meantime
Main Blog: @just-another-fangirl-69
Marvel writing blog: @marvel-diaries
The Originals writing blog: @the-mikaelson-diaries
(I’m still debating if I’ll return here. I still have some drafts that I never finished and I kind of want to post them so I may do that in the near future)
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Damn it’s been a really long time since I’ve been on this account 😅
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Hi!
So it’s been a while lol. Sorry for not being on here for a few weeks but I’ve just been enjoying my time on the other blog. I’ve just come on here to say that I’ll be taking a much longer break than I thought I would. I’m not 100% done with this blog and Mayans but I’m not ready to come back yet. I hope to be back around summer time when I have more free time on my hands.
Even before I started my Marvel blog I haven’t been that happy to spend time on this blog and writing for it so a break has been good and it’s going to be good to extend it even more.
Just wanted to say thank you to the people that enjoyed my work and supported me❤️
I’ll be over at my Marvel writing blog @marvel-diaries where I’m currently writing for Sam, Bucky and Peter Parker, so if you want to continue to interact with me and support I’ll be over there😄
I’ll see you all soon on here hopefully ❤️❤️
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Yes, Sir
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3
The Falcon and The Winter Soldier
Pairing; Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader
Summary; Bucky had promised that he would leave you a crying, whimpering mess the next time he has his hands on you. So that’s exactly what he’s doing.
Word Count; 2285
Warnings; NSFW, 18+, minors DNI, cursing, language, oral (female receiving), unprotected vaginal sex, sir!kink, sergeant!kink, metal arm kink, pet names, dirty talk, begging, slight degradation, teasing, choking, orgasm denial, anal play, creampie, mention of bodily fluids, with some soft and loving Bucky at the end!
Authors Note; last part of this series! I’m glad people seemed to enjoy the first two parts! Now excuse me I need to take a cold shower lol! Enjoy loves <3
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The sun was bright and early as Bucky woke up next to you. A feeling of happiness and content came over him as he watched his pretty girl sleeping so peacefully on the covers. Oh, how that's all going to change once you're awake and at his mercy. After all, he did promise that he would leave you a crying, whimpering mess the next time he had his hands on you.
His body turns to lay on its side, just like yours, so he's just a few inches away from you. The sleep cover had been pulled off of you somewhere through the night, leaving you exposed to his oceanic eyes.
He took his sweet time to admire your naked and beautiful curves. The way your body was built up had his heart stop a beat every time he caught a glimpse of your nude state. His dick was begging to be released out of it’s confinements and get the attention it needed from your warm and tight walls.
“Soon,” he thought to himself. First, he needed to take care of you as he had promised.
His flesh hand finds the side of your thigh. The light touch of him had your body make a sudden movement, but still, he managed to keep you under sleep. Good. He didn't want you to wake just yet. He had some playing he wanted to do first.
He traced his hand up your thigh, hips, and stomach until it found a place on your breasts. The feel of him taking a grasp on your flesh makes your body turn on its back. Your breath that was soft and even only a moment ago turned ragged as his fingers pinched and pulled on your nipple.
A soft whine was released into the quiet room by you as his touches evolved. Now that he had you on your back, it was easier to explore the entirety of you. The hand that was on your breasts was now wrapped light around your pulse as his lips found your breasts to suck and lick the sensitive skin there. Your eyelashes fluttered open to reveal Bucky having at it on your body so early in the morning.
“Hmm… don't stop, babe.” Your hand took a grab of his hair to keep him in place. Whatever he was doing, you didn't want him ever to stop worshiping your figure.
“Good morning, baby girl.” His assaults on you continued as he kissed his way downwards. He would take his time in eating you out, bringing you to the brink of orgasm again and again until you were a begging mess on the covers. Begging for him to fuck you into the mattress like the needed little whore you were.
Your body was already tossing and turning on the bed brought forward by his kisses on your soft skin. Imagine how you will be when his sinful mouth reaches your most sensitive part.
When he gets to his destination, he spreads your legs by taking hold of the back of your thighs to separate them, so he has a beautiful view of your most private parts, both of your holes for him to worship. His lips take their time in kissing the inside of your thighs as well as kissing, sucking, and licking everywhere but where you needed him the most. Already now, you were a begging mess for him to wrap his lips around your aching clit that was pulsing for attention.
“Please, Bucky.”
You hoped that with the silky voice of you and your fingers caressing his hair so delicately that you would manage to speed up the process. Skip the teasing act of the show and go straight to the main event.
“That's not my name, kitten.”
Oh, so he was still playing the game from the night before? He wanted you to refer to him as Sir. Alright, you'll play along if that means having his lips on you as soon as humanly possible.
“Please, Sir, I need your lips, touch, everything on me. Make me feel good and beautiful like only you know how to.”
Oh, how could he ever deny you when you begged so sweetly. The large doe eyes and the innocence on your face was a nice touch to your begging.
“Since you asked so nicely, pretty girl, I'll give you what you need.”
His hands spread your legs even more for him. He licked his lips before he dove right into his meal. He started with licking your entire pussy from top to bottom; not a single surface had not been touched by his expert tongue. After teasing you some more, his lips enclosed on your engorged clit as he switched between soft licks and sucking hard on the sensitive nerve.
Your hand was still tangled in his hair. Switching between pulling it in your grasp and softly caressing it between your fingers.
“Do-don't s-stop. I'm so clo-close.”
When he knew you were just about to cum he released his mouth from your clit. Your whines of disapproval dissolved in the air.
“No. Please, Sir. I was right there,” you pleaded in a honey voice for him to continue with his actions.
“Shhh… let me play with my toy, doll.”
Instead of returning to your clit his mouth went further down to lick around your puckered hole. The new, but delightful sensation, was driving your mind insane. With his now added thumb on your clit it was a unique experience you would forever beg for in the future. He returned to his assaults on your swollen pearl that was begging to be sucked once more by his mouth.
Just like the time before, he waited until your eyes fluttered shut and your back arched, which was evidence you were about to cum before he stopped his movement altogether. Like this, he would treat you until you were a literal mess of begs and cries on the covers for him. Tears were streaming down your face as he denied you again and again and again of your much-needed orgasm.
“Please, Sir, I can't take it anymore.” You tapped out of his torturous game. “I just want to cum, please, James.”
When you used his first name, he knew that you were serious. He came up from you to stand on his knees so he could look down on your body that looked so in need for him. Your chest was rising and falling rapidly. Your eyes were begging him to make you cum with his cock.
“I'll give you what you want now, baby girl, but first,” his vibranium hand wrapped itself around your throat, slightly denying you of the oxygen you needed. Fuck, this was another level of hotness. The roughness of him had your skin on fire. Him using this part of himself on you had you more turned on than ever before. “Calling me, Sir, is good, doll, but how about switching it up? From now on, I want you to call me Sergeant as well. You got that little girl?” His hand squeezed a bit tighter when he asked the question.
You nodded your head, at the best of your abilities, with his metal hand still on you, at showing him you understood his request. You would do anything for that man. Anything he pleased, and you would never have a second thought. He let your throat go so you could get your breath back and reply with your words.
“Yes, Sergeant, I understand. Now can you please fuck me?”
“Sergeant will fuck your tight pussy so good now, baby doll.”
He brought your hands to the back of your thigh so you could hold yourself open for him. You were quite flexible, so you managed to keep them far apart and very close to your chest so he could have the best view of you possible.
“Hold yourself open while I fuck your pretty pussy, darling.”
The tip of his dick teased your bundle of nerves, holding the base of him as he repeatedly tapped on it with his head before he lined himself up with your wet tightness.
“All of this for me, hm?”
“All of this is for you, Sergeant. All of me.”
“Good.”
The feel of him pushing his length in you ever so slowly, filling you up entirely, had you moaning out in satisfaction as your eyes closed in bliss. Licking your lips to add some moisture to them.
“Fuck, that's so good, Sergeant.”
Once all the way in, he took his time to admire you on the bed. Legs spread out fully for him as you were filled up to the brim with his cock. Your boobs on display for his hungry eyes as well, and he couldn't wait to get his hands on them once more.
“Look at you looking all pretty with your pussy full of cock. You look so gorgeous on the bed like this doll.”
He brought himself out till just the tip was inside before he pushed in again. Doing this a few times over before he took a grab of your sides and fucked you properly into the mattress. The tight hold he had on you was so he could keep you under his control as you started to toss and turn on the duvet. The sound of pleasure escaped you in an infinite loop at what he was doing to your soul and body.
“So god damn tight. Fuck.”
His thrusts were rough and so fucking satisfying. His deep yet hard strokes had you a whining mess as he took your pussy as he pleased. The pad of his thumb found your precious clit so he could rub pleasuring circles on it, giving it the attention it so desperately needed and craved. His other hand played with your hard nipple, pulling and rolling it between his fingers.
His work on you had your eyelashes repeatedly flutter as your parted mouth had mewls and moans fly out of it. His hips snapped hard against yours the more the sounds increased.
“You make a lot of pretty noises don't you kitten? Keep making those sounds, and I’ll continue to fuck you into next Monday.”
He pulled himself entirely out, leaving you a whining mess for him to keep at it in fucking you as good as he did. The tip of his cock tapped on your sensitive clit, and with each touch of him had you cry out in desperation for him to fuck you for all eternity.
Why couldn't he play nice for once and fuck you into oblivion and make you cum hard and fast on these sheets right this instant?
“Please, Sergeant. Please make me cum.”
“Since you're asking so nicely, princess, I'll give you what you want.”
His dick filled you up again entirely as Bucky was driving himself in and out of you at a satisfying pace. He fucked your hard and good into the mattress just like you had begged of him. Your legs now wrapped around him to prevent him from leaving your warmth once more. His metal hand took a grab of your neck as he put pressure on your pulse. His thumb drawing rough circles on your clit.
“I can feel your pussy clenching around my cock, sweetheart. Cum for me now. Cum for your Sergeant.”
His permission was all you needed to let yourself go. Your walls pulsated around his length as he came deep in you. His seed coating your insides as your walls kept on milking him for his cum. Sounds of pleasure from the both of you filled up the bedroom.
He kept on fucking you through the orgasm, making the high last for as long as it could. His thumb still kept stimulating your now overly sensitive clit as he pulled out of your used hole.
“Look at you,” he praised as he watched with fascination as his cum trickled out of your abused hole.
“Was that good, doll?”
“Yes, Sergeant. So fucking good.” You uttered in the most honey voice you could produce.
“You've been such a good girl for me. Well done, baby.”
He gave you a loving kiss on your lips as a sign of appreciation and love for being so good for him this morning and last night. For being so amazing and open-minded at indulging in his fantasies.
He let you cuddle up to him as he soothed your spent-up body with the softest of touches and kisses. After some gentle loving, he lifted your tired form in his arms, making you wrap your arms and legs around him.
The trip to the bathroom was short as he put your feet down on the tile floor. The faucet of the bath was turned on, and he added some scented bubbles to it. A relaxing bath was well deserved after the hectic and eventful night, and morning you spent together fucking and playing with each other on the bed.
Bucky helped you into the warm bath since your legs were a little wobbly from how rough he had been with you. Not that you minded. You loved every second of it.
Once both were inside, he pulled you flush against his back. His arms wrapped themselves around just underneath your boobs to keep the closeness. Your head was leaning on his shoulder as you closed your eyes and enjoyed his soft and loving kisses that he left at the side of your face and neck, giving you that extra affection that he always had to offer.
“I love you, princess,” he whispered as a kiss was left just behind it.
“I love you too, Bucky.”
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Coming Home
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3
Captain America: The First Avenger
Pairing; 1940s!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader
Summary; Bucky finally reunites with you, safe and sound in your arms, after the gruesome war.
Word Count; 1969
Warnings; NSFW, 18+, minors DNI, mention of war and death, unprotected vaginal sex, mention of bodily fluids.
Authors Note; not everything may be accurate to the 1940s, war or Bucky’s story. My apologies! Enjoy loves <3
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All of your friends and family were mingling around the house, waiting for James to arrive through the front door at any minute now. It had been months since anyone saw him and people were more than excited to have him back home again. They were over the moon and thrilled that he had managed to survive the war and come home alive and well with all his limbs intact. There were so many brave soldiers coming home in caskets, their families forever in mourning at the loss of a loved one. All of you were so lucky that he was coming home in one piece.
It felt so familiar as you were sitting on the sofa waiting for him. Just like those months ago when you waited for him to come home with news of his enlistment but only this time you were waiting for him to come home safely to you.
“You alright, sweetie?” His mother questioned, taking a seat next to you as she saw you were deep in thoughts by yourself. A reassuring hand was placed on your shoulder as she gave a light squeeze. “I'm alright. I'm just so excited for James to come home finally. It's been half a year. I miss him dearly.” “Me too, sweetheart. It's going to be good to have my baby home again.”
Just then, the front door opened with no other than James walking through it, his uniform on, and a bag in hand. Everyone in the room gasped upon his arrival and then silent for a few long seconds. James didn't know what to do with himself while everyone kept staring at him. Like someone had flipped a switch, they all, at the same time, started clapping and hollering at him, finally being home again.
His mom, dad, and siblings were the first ones to hug and love him. Their son was home again, all in one piece. His mom was crying happy tears, and his dad kept telling him how proud he was of him. After that, it was everyone else's turn to greet and congratulate him.
You kept in the background, not knowing what to do with yourself. You were frozen. You couldn't move. Is this a trick? Is he really here, or was your mind playing a sick game with you. No. It was him, your loving husband, in the flesh.
He searched for you, his loving wife, that he had missed so much. His eyes were scanning the crowd of people that had gathered around him for any signs of you. Where were you? Why weren't you here to receive him?
That's when he finally caught your eye when a small gap was created in the crowd. Tears were streaming down your face as you held around yourself. Your mouth was opening and closing, but he could see that no words were coming out of it.
Without thinking, he went straight to where you were and stood just a few steps away. All you did was stare at one another for hours, it felt like. His own tears started to be produced at seeing you after so long.
“Bucky, it's you… You're here…?”
“I'm here, my love. I'm home.”
After such a long time without his touch, you finally felt whole again when he took those last steps towards you to wrap you tight and secure in his arms. That missing piece of you filled up with warmth and love at having him safe and sound by your side again.
It wasn't enough for both of you with only the arms enclosing each other. Your whole body wrapped itself around him as he held you up in his arms.
The other people left you to be for your little intimate reunion. Like this, you stayed for a few moments. Holding onto one another after such a long time.
“I missed you so much, my wife. Every second of every day, I thought about you. To be in this moment again in your lovely arms. To be this close once more.”
“Bucky, I missed you so much. My heart is finally whole again now with you here in my arms where you belong.”
The two of you were craving each other's lips after months apart. A whole series of pecks were left on one another to feel the comfort of your lips on each other. You stayed in your bubble for just a while longer. Caresses and comforting words left between you two before realization hit that you needed to join the others.
“I want to take you upstairs to our room and make love to you after so long, and I will tonight, my love. I'll give you all of me, but right now, we need to return to the others.”
As much as you wanted him to take you upstairs, he had a point. All of these people were here for him as well. It would be rude to leave them. After months apart, you could manage to survive a few more hours without him inside you.
The wait was painful as teasing words and touches were left on each other throughout the night. The longer it went on, the longer you became impatient and in desperate need for him, but you would have to suck it up for a while longer. The wait finally paid off when the last people to leave were his parents. A final hug and goodbye to James from them, and then he was all yours for the remainder of the night.
As soon as he closed the door on them, he spun around to be met with your presence a few inches away from him. In a flash, he had you wrap your legs around his waist as his lips moved hurriedly and messily against yours. Your fingers tangled in his hair, pulling and patting to keep him on your lips as long as possible.
The journey to the bedroom was a clumsy and messy one as you bumped into everything on your way. Stuff from shelves and the wall falling, but none of you cared. The clumsiness of it had both of you giggle out.
Your back came in contact with the mattress as Bucky set you down. His eyes admiring your form. Your dress was hiked up just a little, exposing your thighs to him that he loved to spend hours upon hours between. The sight of you had him inhale deep through his nose.
“You're so beautiful.”
He was quick to help in getting rid of your clothing as you did with him as well. Now just in your underwear, his lips returned to yours in desperation to feel them again. They moved downwards, your neck, breasts, stomach, and thigh, to worship all of you. As good as it felt and as much as you wanted him to continue with his journey to the final destination, you just wanted him right here, right now, Skip the overdrawn foreplay; even though you loved it to the fullest, you could do all of that later for all eternity. To explore each other and bring pleasure to one another with your mouths and fingers. But right now, you just needed his lips on yours as his hard length was driving itself in and out of you like only he knew how to.
“Bucky,” you grabbed the side of his head to lift his eyes towards yours, “as much as I want that, I need you even more inside me, baby, please.”
Your wish was his command. His lips traveled up the same way they had come down. He got rid of the last article of clothing from both of you. His length lined itself up with you, teasing your entrance, making you whimper out in complete neediness.
“Please, Bucky, I need you so bad.”
His forehead touched yours as your mouths were millimeters apart. Your hands holding his back to keep him flush with you, chest against chest.
“Do you remember that you wrote to be about wanting a baby?”
“Yes?”
“Do you still mean it? Do you want a baby?”
“I do, James. Please, I want a child with you so much.”
That was his cue to push the entirety of him into your tightness. He would give you a baby, as many as you want. The gasp you emitted when he filled you up spread out in the room.
He rocked your bodies against the covers as his dick continuously brushed your g-spot, which had you moan and whimper in pleasure. His own sounds escaped him when he felt you squeeze him a tad tighter. Lips lightly touched one another as your mouths were parted to let out pleasing sounds fill the whole room. You wrapped your legs around his middle part to force him more in you. You never wanted him ever to stop with his moves.
His lips moved down to your neck to kiss, lick and suck on your sensitive skin. A single tear ran down your cheeks, tears of happiness and fulfillment in having Bucky here with you and inside where he belonged.
Once he caught a glimpse of tears, he stopped his movements immediately, thinking that he did something wrong or something that hurt you.
“What is it, doll? Did I do something wrong? Do you want me to stop? Am I hurting you?”
“No!” You grabbed the side of his face and pulled him to you until your noses touched. “Nothing's wrong. I've just missed you so much, and it feels so good. Please don't stop, James; it feels so good.”
“I won't ever stop,” his movements gained momentum again as his hips slapped against you, “I'll never stop loving and making you feel so good, princess.”
You and he were close and connected in all the ways physically possible. It felt like cloud nine, and you never wanted ever to leave this moment.
His thrusts became more raged, more sloppy, which was an indication that he would finish inside you very soon. His lips left kisses everywhere. On your face, neck, and just about everywhere, his lips could reach. His thrusts, his lips, and the feel of him holding you so close had your back arch, and your eyelashes fluttered shut in total ecstasy.
“Are you close, doll?”
“Y-yes.”
“Let go for me. Let me feel you.”
You and he came together as you held each other close. His seed filled you up fully as your walls milked him for all he was worth; hopefully, a baby would come out of this. Moans of names and pleas filled the space as you rode out the high together.
After calming down for a while and getting your heart and breath under control, he pulled you to his side. Both of you kissing and caressing the skin of the other as you laid there in the bliss of the moment.
It was good to have your husband home again. To have him safe and sound in your arms where he belonged and what he called his home. He couldn't stop kissing you. Your lips were like a sweet drug for him that he would forever be addicted to.
“I love you, doll, so much.”
“I love you too, James, so much.”
The rest of the night was spent making love over and over again. The two of you had a lot of lost time to catch up on, so the comfort of your four-bedroom walls would be your home for the next few days as you caught up with one another. Talking, fucking, sleeping, comforting him after nightmares of the terrible and gruesome war was on the plan. Laughs, love, and kisses would be felt all around as well, as you kept yourselves in your safe little bubble.
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Black T-Shirt
Captain America and The Winter Soldier
Pairing; Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader
Summary; Bucky in that black and tight T-Shirt has you in desperate need to have his dick in your mouth.
Word Count; 1588
Warnings; NSFW, 18+, Minors DNI, cursing, language, dirty talk, pet names, oral (male receiving), masturbation (female), Daddy!kink, face fucking, mention of bodily fluids.
Authors Note; sorry that the beginning is literal trash! I just didn’t know what in the hell to write leading up to the big event lol. I hope you all enjoy regardless <3 Minor spoilers to TFATWS 1x04!
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Watching Bucky in that tight, black t-shirt all day had your mind in other places than the mission. Places of sin and pleasure as your mouth was watering in need to have his dick in your mouth at the way the shirt clung to his muscular body. But the busy day of finding Karli and the Dora Milaje threatening to come for Zemo gave you no time to pull him somewhere to the side for him to bring you to your knees and to suck him off.
Until the Dora Milaje arrived at the place you were staying, and all hell broke loose with spears and arms swinging everywhere, which resulted in Zemo’s escape.
“Get your stuff. We're leaving in 20 minutes to find him,” Sam ordered the two of you. 20 minutes? That was more than enough time to get what you wanted out of your boyfriend.
“Come here.” You took his hand and rushed the two of you into the bedroom where you could carry out your little mission. “What is it? Where's the rush?” Bucky questioned when he saw the rush you were in.
“I need you.”
He caught on pretty quickly in what you needed when your hand was placed just above his bulge. Your soft and pleading eyes were begging for him. How could he ever say no to a face like yours?
“Get on your knees, and I'll give you what you want so much doll.”
There was no trace of hesitation in your soul as you sunk to your knees in front of him and looked up as innocently as you could muster.
The belt buckle being undone by him was like sweet music in your ears. When he pulled down his jeans with his underwear, you came face to face with his throbbing cock that was full and erect for you only. The need for him to be in your mouth was just as great as your need for him to use your mouth to the fullest. Fuck, he looked so beautiful as you peeked up at him through your lashes.
When he went to pull off his shirt as well, you stopped him immediately. “No, keep it on.” The way the shirt clung to his muscular body had your core scream in need. The print of his abs could be seen from how tight it was. His biceps teasing to burst out any second from the tightness of his short sleeves had your tongue peek out to wet your lips.
He traced your lips with his thumb, and you gave it a light kiss before you allowed entrance for him. Hollowing your cheeks, you sucked and swirled your tongue on his digit, making a groan emit deep from within him at your mouth being so obedient to him.
“Let's put that mouth to good use, shall we kitten? Are you going to be a good girl for Daddy?” He asked as his hand found its place at the back of your neck to encourage you on.
Oh, Daddy? So he was in that mood now. Then you knew he was going to use and abuse your mouth to the fullest.
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl.”
Your hand wrapped around his base as you looked up to him for permission to continue. The slight nod of his head was the signal you were looking for.
You opened your mouth to let your tongue trace his throbbing vein on the underside of him. The feel of you on his most sensitive part had him shudder at the feeling your tongue was giving him.
Your tongue swirled at the head of him. It ended with a light suckle to his mushroom tip like it was a delicious and tasty lollipop.
That was enough teasing for him. He needed more, so his hand at the back of you pushed your mouth more on him. All the way until your nose met his base, your tongue teasing his length as you managed to take him in fully. The feeling of him so deep in your throat made you cough around his entire cock. The vibrations felt wonderful on him as it made him shiver down his spine.
He needed more. With his hand holding your head in place, his hips thrust quick and sharp into your mouth, taking all it had to offer.
“You take me so well, doll. Such a good girl for me.”
He kept his dick deep in your throat at all times, fucking it to his liking, bruising and abusing it to the fullest, until you showed signs that you needed a break which he kindly let you have.
He couldn't help but hiss out at the loss of you around him, already missing having you on him. It was something he never could get enough of.
Your lips were swollen from the actions Bucky laid on you, and your eyes were watery at him tickling the back of your throat with every thrust of his hips. All in all, you were a beautiful mess for your Daddy, and he couldn't stop praising you for being so good to him.
The saliva from your mouth was trickling down his length, and it made you hungry to taste him again and again. You could never get enough of him in your mouth—the place where only he belonged.
His cock twitched when you looked up at him through your long lashes, and he couldn't help but wrap his fist around himself, making quick strokes to hurry up the process of cumming in your mouth.
“Show me that pretty tongue.”
Sticking it out for him like he asked and giving it a wiggle, he laid his head on the tip of it. Switching between tapping his head on it and making sinful strokes on himself.
The image of him looking so in control and dominant where he was standing tall and towering over you had your clit tingle in delight. You couldn't help yourself when you undid your pants some so you could snake your hand in your panties and give it the attention it so desperately needed.
“Look at you. Such a needy little thing. Needing to touch yourself while you suck me off.” His movements ceased to a halt. It was his way of saying it was your turn now to continue where he left off.
You took him in your hand to jerk him off as he did just a moment ago. The focus was on his red and sensitive tip. Your other hand was working on yourself to bring you to orgasm as well.
“Does it feel good, Daddy?”
“So good, kitten. Keep going.”
His eyes were closed shut, and his head leaning back some at the pleasure you were bringing him with your expert hand.
When you felt like he had enough, you let him in your mouth again for him to do as he pleased. His sounds of pleasure increased in volume as he fucked your warmth.
Encouraging flicks of your tongue were given to him as he fucked your face raw to his liking. Using your mouth for his pleasure, and you loved every second of it.
He was going to cum in your mouth; you could feel it, see it, and you wanted nothing more than have him shot his delicious seed down your throat. He twitched in your mouth and his muscles tensed up in preparation to let himself go. You were close to finishing as well as your hand was working on your clit.
He pulled himself out again, much to your disapproval, as he once more wrapped his fist around himself, making quick strokes.
“Open your mouth and show me that tongue.”
Doing as told, you opened wide for him to empty his cum on your desperate tongue. Your eyes were large and innocent when you looked up at him.
He was so close. His hand was losing the steady rhythm that he had. His vibranium one went in your hair to pull hard, making you emit a yelp at the pain.
“Fuck, I'm cumming, kitten. Cum for Daddy as well.”
The coil in your stomach snapped as his loud, and heavy grunts filled the air as he came all over your tongue and lips. Ropes of him decorating it so beautifully like an expensive artwork at the museum.
Once both of you came down from your high and he emptied himself entirely on you, he took a second to admire his work. Proud of how beautiful it looked.
“So pretty baby girl, Now swallow all of it.”
You closed your mouth and swallowed his load with no second thoughts. It was ingrained in you to do so. Like it was second nature. You showed him your empty mouth, which made him let out a satisfied groan of approval.
His thumb traced your lips to collect some of the remaining cum and pushed his digit into your parted lips for you to suck him clean.
“Such a good girl for me.”
A few seconds later, there could be heard a knock on the door and Sam's voice speaking from outside.
“Look, I don't know what the hell you guys are doing in there, but we need to leave, like right now.”
You and Bucky stifled a laugh at knowing that Sam most likely knew what was up with the two of you.
“Come on.” He helped you to stand up on your feet. “Let's get cleaned up, and then we have to leave.”
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Beach, Coconut & Rain
Captain America and The Winter Soldier
Pairing; Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader
Request from @thanksforallthesushi
Words needed to use in fic: Beach, Coconut and Rain.
Word Count; 225
Warnings; none
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It was a beautiful sunny day with the sky crystal clear while you and Bucky were chilling at the beach on some tropical island you and he was vacationing on.
You were lying on a beach blanket with a coconut drink each in hand while the sounds of the waves hitting the sandbank and birds of all variants were heard all around.
It was a beautiful atmosphere as you, and he enjoyed the much-needed break from the hectic life back home.
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.
Yeah, no, that was a lie. You weren’t on some beautiful island getaway. You were at home in the cold—the rain outside hitting the glass window hard as it was pouring like crazy.
You and Bucky had gotten enough of the depressing atmosphere, so you and he created one of your own.
You changed into swimwear and laid out some beach blankets on the floor. Bucky cranked up the heat and put on some ocean waves on the TV for you and him to enjoy and make it feel as natural as possible.
Luckily you had bought some coconut drinks not long ago that would serve as a lovely refreshment.
“Cheers,” Bucky held up his drink for you to do the same.
“Cheers, babe.”
It may not be a real vacation, but for you and Bucky, it would be one of the most memorable moments in your life.
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Blue, Comfort & Ass
The Falcon and The Winter Soldier
Pairing; Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader
Request from @soldierstucky
Words needed to use in fic: Blue, Comfort and Ass.
Word Count; 220
Warnings; none
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The sky was blue, the sun was shining bright, and the light breeze of the wind felt pleasant on your skin because of the hotness of the day.
Since it was so lovely outside, you and Bucky had decided to spend the day out at the back of the house in the lush green yard. On a big blanket, you laid in the comfort of each other’s arms. Cold drinks and ice cream, in a small cooler, by the side to chill the both of you down from the almost boiling heat the sun radiated.
Birds and the rustling of leaves acted as background noise as you and Bucky were lost in a book each. You laid almost on top of him, with the book clutched tightly in your grasp, as his hand was resting on your shorts-clad ass, and his other somehow managed to keep the book up to read.
It was a beautiful and loving atmosphere. A safe and personal bubble for the two of you. Almost like a scene out of a romantic movie that would have hearts skip a beat at viewing it.
“I could stay here forever with you.” His voice only a whisper as his lips ever so softly grazed your forehead before a long kiss was left there.
“Me too, James. Me too.”
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Soft, Pink & Baby
The Falcon and The Winter Soldier
Pairing; Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader
Request from @marvelfandomcrazy
Words needed to use in fic: Soft, Pink and Baby
Word Count; 215
Warnings; none
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It was the middle of the night, and you couldn’t sleep. Those nights when sleep was hard to come by, you always wandered to the room that had been decorated as the nursery for your soon-to-be-born child.
You were in a state of fantasy and dreams about the beautiful future with your little one as you touched the little soft and pink onesie hanging in the closet as your hand was caressing your seven-month baby bump.
Just a few more weeks, and you would finally be able to meet your baby girl you’ve been waiting on for so long.
A gasp left you when a pair of arms snaked around you. In just a second, you relaxed when you felt Bucky’s presence behind you.
His soft and warm hands taking place over yours that held the bump protectively. His lips close to your ear as he left kisses just behind it.
“Can’t sleep?”
A simple shake from your head was an indication of his concerns.
“C’mon.” His hands found yours to lead you out of the room and downstairs to the kitchen. “What do you say about me making you something good to eat, and then we can cuddle the rest of the night?”
“Thank you, Bucky that’s all I need.”
“Anything for you, darling.”
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