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myfictionaldreams · 6 months

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Day 21: Hair Pulling - Bucky/Natasha

Summary: Natasha is teaching you self-defence, and in your rush to beat her, you pull her hair which she finds a dirty move and seeks to find her revenge

Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, dom/sub, threesome (f/f/m), hair pulling, revenge, sex toy (strap on), edging, rough sex, masturbation, oral sex, fingering

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“Come on, I’ve taught you enough defensive moves that you can take me on. Just give it a try. I promise I won’t hurt you”, Natasha tries to convince you, goading from where she stood in the middle of the training mat, with Bucky to the edge with a punching bag, watching from the corner of his eye with a sly smirk.

The room was rancid with the heat, humid and sweaty, which only made you feel more disorientated, wishing to be anywhere but in the training room with your partners. It was their safe place that they felt comfortable within; you, on the other hand, were not an Avenger or agent and therefore found it intimidating to walk into somewhere like this.

Wiping away the sweat drips forming on your upper lip, you gave Natasha an exacerbated expression, explaining, “It’s not me that I’m scared of being hurt. What if I accidentally hurt you or something?”.

In all her beauty, Natasha rolled her shoulders back, a tank top and tight fighting grey shorts, her shoulder-length hair clipped at the back of her head. Even dressed down, she looked deadly, which only made you feel even more belittled when she openly laughed at your worries, her head tilting back as she clutched her middle.

Rolling your eyes, you tapped your foot against the floor in frustration, waiting for her to stop blatantly laughing at you. “Sorry, I don't mean to laugh, it’s just- I think I’ll be just fine, don’t worry about hurting me. Now come on, give it a go”, she encouraged with a rejuvenated energy, holding her clenched fists in front of her face.

You tried to remain neutral and not display the embarrassment that you truly felt at Natasha laughing at her confidence that you’d never be able to hurt her. You didn’t mean it in the way of being highly trained like her, but due to your lack of training, you didn't want to make a move incorrectly and cause her to fall awkwardly.

Deciding it was easier just to get on with it so that you could escape the hell hole that was the Avengers gym, you took a deep breath, trying to steady your pounding heart and then raised your fists in preparation. Natasha attacked first, and thankfully, she’d taught you enough to drop and roll out of her way.

Thankfully, she held back enough that you could keep up with the restrained punches. Occasionally, you even surprised yourself with a few moves that Bucky had been teaching you on the side, which earned a hearty cheer from the ex-assassin. The more tired you became, Natasha encouraged more from you, trying to push you to the very limit of your athleticism.

Somehow, the two of you were tussled onto the floor; you were frustrated, tired and ready for it all to be over. As Nat hooked her leg around your waist to gain control, you released a frustrated scream that echoed around the room's four walls. The pain burned across your calf as you were beginning to be bent into an odd shape by Natasha besting you in the play fight. You reached out with your hand, grabbing for any part of her that you could find, which ended up being her tied-up hair.

Without thinking of the consequences, you gripped her ponytail and pulled, her head following the motion as it twisted at an awkward angle, her body releasing its hold on yours so she could shove your hand away.

You’d never heard her shout in pain before, let alone because it was caused by your hand. Rolling over so that you were face to face with your grimacing girlfriend who was rubbing her sore head, you panicked, grabbing her face to inspect her. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to hurt you!”

Natasha squinted her eyes occasionally as she grumbled, “Did you just pull my hair?”

Bucky was having the time of his life if his outright belly laughs were anything to go by. Ignoring him, your fingers dropped from her face, unsure whether her expression was one of dumbfounded shock or plotting her revenge. “Sorry, I don’t know why I grabbed your hair; that was such a dirty move. I was just getting so frustrated, and I’m hot and-” You took a calming breath as you could feel yourself beginning to freak out. “Does it still hurt? Can I check your scalp?”

Your finger slipped through the air as Natasha batted your hands away. “It’s fine, Sugar, chill out, will you? I just didn’t realise we were fighting like that, that’s all”.

You sigh, shoulders dropping with the guilt of hurting your girlfriend, rubbing a heavy hand over your face to wipe more of the sweat that had formed. As Natasha repositioned herself into a squat, arms spread like she was ready to tackle you to the ground, you quickly shook your head, “Can we please stop? You know I hate training. I’m not any good at it, and I’ve already hurt you”.

Nat shrugs, standing and then patting the tender area of her head. “Yeah, we can stop, but only because my head is pounding”. You stand abruptly, rushing forward to check her over, but stop upon realising that she had been joking. Sticking out your bottom lip for emphasis, Natasha saunters forward, closing the gap between the two as her arms wrap around your neck. Kissing your pout, she tickles the sensitive skin at the base of your neck with her manicured nails. “You’ve improved, so I don’t know why you’re so apprehensive to spar with me. At least next time, I’ll be more prepared if you’re going to fight dirty by pulling my hair”.

Without giving you the option to respond, Natasha walks off to the other side of the room, her hips swaying and capturing your attention, distracting you from the subtle threat she’d made.

“You’re in for it now; I hope you’re aware of that”, Bucky casually remarks as his sweaty arm drapes heavily over your shoulders, tugging you into his side as he kisses your temple, watching Natasha walk with just as much lust in his eyes.

Groaning as your arms wrapped around his waist, you agree, “I know, I’m dreading it. Maybe I should stay in a hotel tonight”.

“I probably would if I were you. I’d hate to have a target on my back from the infamous Black Widow”, Bucky taunted and then laughed at your dramatic whine, hiding your face in his sweaty tank top.

Hours later, Natasha Romanoff was finding her revenge, much to your dismay.

Your knees ached from being on all fours as Natasha railed you with the pink strap on. The girthy dildo is as deep as it could go, causing your thighs to tremble as you tried to accommodate her rough thrusts. However, the tightness of her fingers on your hips kept you steady and in position to receive each rut of her hips.

Bucky, on the other hand, was having a great time, watching his girls from where he was sitting in a chair beside the bed, his hand wrapped around his cock.

“You like this Sugar? Like my pretty cock fucking you?” Natasha asks with a powerful thrust for emphasis.

You groan deeply, gripping the sheets so tightly in your fists that your knuckles ached. “Feels so fucking good; please let me cum. I’m so close”, you begged her desperately.

“Yeah? You think you serve to cum?” she asks as you bury your face into the mattress, trying to calm the fire in the pit of your abdomen as your body moves in time with hers, rocking back and forth on the bed.

“Yes! Please let me cum; I’ve been so good. I’ve done everything you’ve asked me to”.

Instead of a verbal answer, you’re welcomed with a burning, sharp pain in your scalp as she pulls your hair harshly, your body contorting so that your upper body is pulled up with it until you face Bucky, arms extended to keep yourself upright.

With the new position, the dildo shifted even deeper, prodding against your g-spot. Natasha was also able to bend her head so that her mouth pressed against your cheek as the grip on your hair didn’t falter.

“You really think you deserve to cum after earlier? Pulling my hair like that was a cheap, dirty move”.

Before you could cry out again, Bucky entered your field of vision as he smirked knowingly, “I did warn you she’d get back at you for earlier”.

With him there, you could rest your hands on his shoulders, making it a little easier to stay in the upright position, and the tension on the hair being pulled relaxed slightly, but Natasha didn’t let go. Bucky wanted to join the sexual torture, deciding it was a good idea to reach between your thighs and begin to rub your throbbing clit between his thumb and index finger.

Both of your partners knew this would be your undoing as clitoral stimulation was usually your weak spot when being edged, finding that tightening becoming almost overwhelming. “Please! Please, I’m begging you, Natasha, please, can I cum?”

Her first answer is to bite the lobe of your ear, the pain and pleasure tingling to your core as she pondered for three deep thrusts before deciding, “Nope”.

Your cry of desperation thankfully had Bucky ceasing with his clit stimulation. However, that ache remained, but you tried to distract yourself, pleading with your body not to react of its own accord and orgasm without permission.

However, then the man in front of you is shifting so that he now stands on the bed, your hands resting on his hips to keep yourself upright still. His proud cock was now pressed against your cheek as he took over the hair holding from Natasha, directing your mouth to the tip of his precum-leaking dick.

“Open for me, Doll”, Bucky instructed as his hand on the back of your head pushed so that the second your mouth was open, his cock was breaching your lips. Your tongue stroked the underside of his cock as he didn’t hold back, fucking your mouth with deep thrusts that matched the timing of Natashas.

The two of them used your body, filling you up and pulling out, emptying you for only a moment and then pushing back in. Tears were lining your eyes from the harshness of Bucky’s thrusts, lungs burning to match the pain thumping in your scalp, but they knew you loved it if the wetness dripping down your thigh was anything to go by.

Bucky pulls on your hair, forcing your mouth off his length so that you’re staring up at him, glassy-eyed and tongue dripping with drool - one of his favourite sights as his cock visibly throbbed before you.

“So pretty”, Bucky admired for a glorious moment before looking at the woman still pounding into you from behind. “It’s lonely up here. Why don’t you join me”.

You could have sobbed as Natasha’s dildo slipped out of your hole that was fluttering, trying to chase the orgasm. The red-haired assassin stood on the bed, joining Bucky and beginning to make out above you, their tongues clashing and teeth lipping on lips.

You whined, wanting to join in the action, but the hand on the back of your head just encouraged you to suck Bucky off again. Happily, your mouth opened and sucked in pulses around his length that again pushed to the back of your throat.

Natasha whimpered, catching your attention as you looked up at them to see Bucky had slipped his metal fingers into her pussy, delving beneath the harness to curl against her sweet spot. You watched in amazement, Bucky’s cock bulging and salty at the tip where he continued to leak his juices and Natasha rocking her hips in time with Bucky’s fingers, one hand pleasuring one girlfriend and the other holding you still so he could lazily fuck your throat.

Natasha’s hand then joins Bucky’s on the back of your head, pushing harder so that you suck him off with more urgency. However, it was Natasha who came first, her knees buckling and cheeks blushing as she sang her praises to Bucky through her orgasm.

You couldn’t help but moan at the beautiful sight. However, it was Bucky who was the loudest as your throat tightened and vibrated with your moaning.

Bucky licked his fingers that had just been inside Natasha, who was now unbuckling the harness, finding the straps to overstimulating on her pussy, before lying down against the pillows.

Once more, your scalp throbbed as Bucky pulled your face off his length. “Go and make her cum, and I’ll let you cum”, he demands, taking over the dominance as he nods towards Natasha and releases his hold on your hair.

You nod enthusiastically, licking your lips, turning on wobbly knees, and crawling over to Natasha, who is grinning at you, showing her straight pearly teeth. As you positioned yourself on your stomach between her legs, Natasha showed her softer side as her fingers gently massaged your scalp, easing some of the tension from all the hair-pulling.

Both of your arms wrap around her thighs, positioning her legs over your shoulders before delving in. She was already drenched from Bucky’s fingers, so you licked and swallowed all of it before pushing the tip of your tongue into her seeping cunt.

Even though Natasha had started softly, her grip tightened increasingly with each suck and lick until her hand was once more holding onto a clump of your hair, pulling on it fiercely so that she could keep you closer. Essentially, she was riding your face, your nose brushing against her clit as your tongue flicked in and out of her hole.

Your head is pounding with the ache, but you don’t care, especially as Natasha is so evidently close to orgasm. Her eyes were closed, her back beginning to arch as more fluids gathered at her entrance, coating your tongue; her noises were almost pornographic as she ground down one more time.

Natasha's body trembled, a high-pitched gasp filling your ears as she came against your mouth. You’d never tire of seeing her like this, particularly when you made her feel this good; you could do it all day if permitted.

However, your plans to continue were blocked by a chilled metal hand sweeping down the centre of your spine as Bucky spreads your legs and moves between them.

“Good girl, you’ve done so well for us; when you feel like you need to cum, you had permission to”, Bucky wonderfully agreed as he began to fuck you without any restraint on his power.

Natasha sat up, placing your head in her lap so she could continue to massage your scalp, deciding to continue with the pleasant touches as your reward. Bucky felt just as thick as the dildo, stretching your gummy walls to perfection, taking your breath away with how pleasurable it felt to have him fucking you.

“That’s it, Sugar, I want you to cum for Bucky. I know you can do it”, Natasha encouraged as she kissed the back of your head where her fingers had massaged the ache away. Your hands rested on her hips, giving them a squeeze to show your appreciation as that euphoric feeling returned to you without any hesitation. Knowing you could cum without being teased or punished, you released an almighty cry, cunt clenching in bursts and drawing Bucky’s orgasm to the surface as he finished at the same time as you.

It took a few moments to calm down from the high enough that you could collapse onto the sheets, your pussy still fluttering and oozing with Bucky’s seed as he collapsed next to you, resting his head on his fist as he and Natasha stared down at you. Turning your head so you weren’t smothered onto the bed, your eyes remained closed.

“I would apologise for pulling your hair earlier, but I have to say, it was worth it”, you mutter under your breath, voice laced with exhaustion as Bucky and Natasha chuckled, stroking the sore area of your scalp.

“Guess you’ll have to keep playing dirty and see where it gets you”, Natasha admitted teasingly before kissing your head again.

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crazyinlovewithbucky · 1 year

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My Bucky Barnes Masterlist

fluff💗 - smut❤️‍🔥 - angst🖤

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“you’ve bewitched me doll” 💗❤️‍🔥

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“Aphrodite” 💗❤️‍🔥

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“Let me put my hands on your knees, you can braid my hair” ❤️‍🔥

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“don’t fill your void with me” Pt. 1 🖤❤️‍🔥

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“don’t fill your void with me” Pt. 2 🖤❤️‍🔥💗

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"My Girl." 💗❤️‍🔥

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ravenromanova · 8 months

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Missed you

Pairings: BuckyNat x Female reader

Warnings: Nothing really just fluff and light smut 18+!

Summary: Bucky and Nat come home from a two month long mission and just need their girl.

Word count: 1.k (Just a little drabble of my babies)

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As the sun rose through the window and hits your face you groan as you come to. Rolling over you grab your phone and check to see if there’s any messages as you rub your eyes. That’s when you see that your lovers have blown up your phone while you were asleep.

You cant help the smile that forms on your face at their messages. You text both of them back within a couple of seconds before you put your phone a down and get up. Finally you decided as got up that you wanted to surprise your loves when they got home.

So you sauntered over to your shared closet and pulled out a black and a red tie dye like lingerie set and walked into the bathroom. You turned on the shower along with some music before stripping down and getting in. It felt nice under the warmth of the shower and for a moment you were calm. That was until you realized that you were seeing Bucky and Natasha for the first time in two months.

Sure you’d been with them for two years now but you’ve never been away from them this long. For some reason you felt nervous as you washed your body but quickly realized it was a good nervous. The kind of nervous you would feel as a kid looking at her crush. The kind of nervous that made your heart yearn for them.

Once you finished exfoliating, shaving and moisturizing you turned off the shower and dried yourself off. As you dried yourself off you quickly looked at the time and saw you had about an hour til they got back. You were quick to dry off and put on the lingerie as well as a small black robe that stooped at your knees.

You hummed along to your music as you straightened your hair and put on some light makeup. As you looked at yourself in the mirror a spark of confidence grew within you and you thought ‘damn i look good’. Your thoughts were quickly cut off as you felt a pair of hand wrap around your waist.

“Hi babydoll” He whispered and you looked in the mirror to see your beautiful super solider behind you.

“Hi” You smiled and turned around in his arms to face him. Quickly you were met with your gorgeous redhead coming into the bathroom. And you were quick to leave Buckys arms and run into hers.

“Mmm hi dekta” Nat whispers into your hair as she kisses your neck. She pulls you out of the bathroom with bucky in suit. Natasha stopped walking as the back of her thighs hit the bed. Before you get get any words out her lips were on yours. Bucky came up behind you and wrap his hands around your waist as you kissed Natasha. He grabbed your hips and pressed it back on his hard cock and groaned at the contact.

“Need you dekta” Natasha moaned into your mouth as your hands found their way to her nipples under her shirt. You were quick to push her on the bed and step in between her parted legs. Bucky moved to sit next to her and you kneeled in front of her. He was quick to smash his mouth into hers as you took off her pants.

Natasha groaned as Bucky left a dark mark on her neck and you kissed her clothed pussy. Before you continued you slipped off your robe and let it pill around your feet before throwing it to the side. Bucky groaned at the sight of the lingerie set him and Nat picked out for you clinging to your body.

After you took the robe off you placed your hands on Natasha’s soft thighs and left wet kisses trailing up. She moaned at the contact and grabbed onto Bucky as your fingers brushed her clothed clit. You leaned in so you were mere centimeters away from her and then you licked her clit. Natasha’s back arched at the contact and you kept teasing her as you smirked.

“Oh come on babydoll stop teasing the poor thing” Bucky chucked as Natasha keep squirming under your touch.

“Awe but its so much fun” You pouted in response and she just groaned in frustration as you kept teasing.

“Dekta please” She finally spoke as your teasing got to much. You simply nodded your head and finally took off her panties in one swift motion. From there you were quick to lick her wet folds. You spread her pussy with your fingers as you sucked her clit. Both Natasha and Bucky moaned at the sight of you eating Nat.

You flicked your tongue up and down her pussy and she gripped on to Buckys hair as he sucked her nipple. Natasha screamed as you added a finger into her and started fucking her at a slow pace.

“Oh fuck dekta” She moaned as you sped up and added another finger. Within seconds Natasha came undone on your fingers and tongue and you smiled.

“Bucky did you not fuck our poor baby while you were away?” You taunt Bucky before you kiss him and both moan at sharing Natasha’s taste.

“Oh no i did but we both know how insatiable our little slut can be” He responds and kisses Natashas head and moves her to the head of the bed.

“It’s not my fault, Look at the two of you” She giggles as she gets under the covers and Bucky gets a rag to clean her. You let out a laugh as you lay with her and pull her into your chest. A minute later he comes back to clean her up and laying on the other side of you.

“Missed you babydoll” He husks in your ear as his cock presses up against your ass. You moan at his movements and then you notice Natashas hand trailing down your body down to your pussy.

“You two will be the death of me” You say preparing yourself for the day ahead of you.

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Hi lovebugs! i decided to post this a little early since i wrote it within 10 minutes and thought it was cute 🥰 lmk what yall think and i’ll see you later ❤️🖤 Dont forget to like and reblog ;)

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wntrsnat · 7 months

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B/N/C Writing Challenge (2023a)

A while back, I promised to host a writing challenge for those who ship Bucky Barnes and Natasha Romanoff. I abandoned the idea after a few little attempts and came back to it only today.

I reworked the original concept to center around three characters, Bucky Barnes, Natasha Romanoff, and Clint Barton, to accommodate a variety of shippers.

Rules and prompts are under the cut!

! Participation Rules

Follow me.

Reblog this post.

Send me an ask with the desired prompt's number. Prompt can be exchanged for another later. A second prompt can be claimed after completing the first (must be not be anonymous!) (prompts are below).

Tag me in your entry.

Tag your entry with #BNC2023

! Work Rules

Any ship combination (including poly ship) of those characters is allowed: Bucky Barnes, Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton, reader.

At least one main character should be Bucky Barnes, Natasha Romanoff or Clint Barton.

Any universe is allowed (MCU, 616, au, etc)

NSFW is allowed but must be marked.

Any possible triggers must be listed.

Any work with over 500+ words must use "see more" tag.

! Dialogue Prompts (Angst)

“How long have you been sleeping with him/her?” Claimed by @medeafive

“Oh. So, you’re back together…”

“Call me after you do some self-reflection.”

“You treat me like a rag doll you're sick of toying with.”

“You must be out of your mind.”

“I opened up to you, and you burned me.”

“He/she makes me feel safe. You don’t”

“We’re nothing but a ticking bomb.”

“We can’t resolve this one.”

“I gave you everything. And this is how you repay me?”

“You can’t keep humiliating me!”

“Shut up. Shut up. Just shut the fuck up!” Claimed by @milii-moi

“You aren’t seeing it, are you? We’re cracking. Our relationship is cracking.”

“You’ve broken my heart one too many times.” Claimed by @medeafive

“You’re the last person I’d ever be with.”

“Give me one more chance. One more. Please.”

“She/he prefers you. Not me”

“I might be a selfish asshole, but I’m not a cheater.”

“You vanished. You always vanish! What was I supposed to think?”

“You might as well twist a knife into my heart. It’ll be less painful.”

...More prompts will be added when needed.

Deadline: November 21, 2023, 11:59PM PST.

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milli-moi · 4 months

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Me: * sees the internet has blessed us with new Winterwidow fanfic*

Also me: *reads tags*- ‘reader/bucky Barnes’

#black widow #natasha romanoff #natalia romanova #marvel #buckynat #winterwidow #bucky barnes #mcu #james buchanan barnes #marvel fanfic #x reader #reader insert #I want my Winterwidow #ok yes I do mostly mean smut #but why??#i don’t like it #i don’t wike it #assassins in love #I need assassin love

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missmorwen · 1 year

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Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel 616 Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Natasha Romanov Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Natasha Romanov (Marvel) Additional Tags: Red Room (Marvel), Light Angst, Shameless Smut, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Fluff and Smut, Vaginal Fingering, Blow Jobs Summary:

Her eyes were wide and alert as she stared up at him. Fear warring with determination and hunger. Her lovely features shifted as each emotion fought for dominance. He should order her to leave. Tell her that she shouldn’t risk her future by coming here. He didn’t. He couldn’t get a word out when Natalia looked at him like that. His own bottomless hunger wouldn’t allow it. The Soldier took a step back. Not in retreat, as an invitation.

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Bucky and Natasha meet in the Red Room and again after when they are free of it. Or me working through my recurring writer's block by writing smut, angst, and fluff instead of plot.

#buckynat #winterwidow #winter widow #bucky x natasha #bucky barnes #natasha romanoff #fair warning: this is smut #not trace of a plot #just loving and filthy smut galore #smut while they work through some issues #because why not

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mr-m-murdock · 2 years

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to be human

| natasha x bucky | 18+

warnings: kind of smut at the end :) MINORS DNI just to be safe sorry babes

a/n: the cutest anon request I've ever received. I’m soft for them. the only m/f ship I will allow

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When he emerges from the shower, Natasha is sprawled across his bedcovers with her dust-smeared face pressed into the white cloth.

"Are you serious?" Bucky asks, tucking the towel in securely around his waist. One of Natasha's hands raises limply to beckon him over. "I just showered. I'm clean, he protests.

Natasha raises her head, an affrontedly quizzical look on her face. "So you don't love me," she says. She dumps her face back onto his bed.

“Nat, come on,” he says, as he crosses the room to his dresser. He makes the mistake of passing too close to the bed and Natasha grabs him by the back of the towel and pulls him down on top of her.

Bucky makes an undignified grunt, but he goes willingly, and allows Natasha to wrap her arms around his waist and dump her dirty face into his shoulder. He combs wild strands of hair back from her face. “Wonder what the others would say if they could see you now,” he teases, and Natasha pinches him sharply in the ribs. “Ow!”

She mutters what sounds like half a threat into his skin.

“You would never,” Bucky says. He runs a palm down the length of her spine and feels her relax into him, her arms loosening. It’s been a long day.

Natasha curses in frustration as she misses the tiny piercing hole again, flicking her hair irritably out of the way.

“You alright?” James calls, from the other room. She hears him flip open a box.

“Fine.” She stabs herself accidentally in the neck. “Fuck!” Natasha exclaims. She flings the earring onto her dresser and it skitters away under the mirror. She crosses her arms over her chest.

James appears in the doorway and Natasha glares at him through the mirror. He approaches her with mild amusement on his face, reaches out and combs a hand carefully through her hair. "You look incredible," he says. He tucks her hair behind both ears, untucks it. His hands settle on her shoulders.

"I'd look even better if I could get my damn earrings in," Natasha grunts. "And don't touch my hair," she adds half-heartedly. "I haven't done it yet." He sifts through her hair again as she reaches defeatedly for her earring, the frustration fading to embarrassment

"Let me do it."

Natasha's eyes meet his in the mirror. "Pardon?"

"I'll braid it. Here." His fingers trail up her crown to the top of her head, arranging her hair into a strict parting. Natasha waits, until it's too late to speak, too late to pull away: and anyway, she wouldn't want to. James' hands are skilled in her hair, careful not to tug or pull as he gathers strands and feeds them into the growing braid.

The room slides into silence save for the rush of hair on hair.

"Done," James says. He reaches for a hair tie, binds the end of the plait and drapes it over Natasha's shoulder. His fingers brush the nape of her neck, then drop away. "Beautiful," he says, proudly, softly. He steps back, and turns to leave the room.

Natasha stares at herself in the mirror, fingers running the length of the plait.

"Thank you," she says. Too quiet, but she knows he hears it anyway.

"What is that?" Sam exclaims, lunging bodily across the table and snatching up Bucky's paper pumpkin decoration. Sam stares accusingly at him.

"That's funny, you'd think more people would know a pumpkin when they saw one," Bucky replies. He tugs it out of Sam's hands. "Specially a guy who's got one for a head." Sam swipes at him, accidentally knocking over the glue.

"No fighting!" Morgan calls, from the head of the table where she's covered in glitter and bits of orange paper. Bucky settles back into his seat.

"I meant why is it so good," Sam says, almost accusingly. "Since when can you draw?"

"Since I went to art school," Bucky fires back.

"Huh." Sam tries hard to hide how impressed he is, but he wears his emotions on his sleeve. Always has.

"Huh," Bucky mocks, instead of taking the compliment.

"Be nice," Natasha admonishes him. Clearly, she's become bored of the crafts, as she's pulled Bucky's metal arm into her lap and is doodling little bats on it with a marker.

"Is that dry erase?" Bucky asks, reaching for the glitter glue.

"Kate brought them," Natasha says, with a distant shrug.

"Bishop! Are these dry erase pens?" Bucky yells, craning his neck down the hall.

"No!" comes the distant reply. Natasha's pen pauses.

"Oops," she says, hiding her grin in her shoulder.

"Four cups of flour," James says. He's sitting on the counter, whacking his heels against the cupboard doors, egg sticky on his fingers and the recipe book in hand. His hair is tied back, concentration evident on his face as he reads.

Natasha smiles at the batter, her hand going astray and missing as she reaches for the flour. She knocks some accidentally onto his thigh, and he blinks dolefully at her.

"How dare you."

"I'm sorry," Natasha says untruthfully. She grabs a pinch from the bag and sprays it into his face. James jerks backwards, spluttering and flapping at the air.

"You devil woman," he growls, and he upends the bag of flour on her head.

Natasha freezes for a second, shock kicking in. She blinks the flour away, hands up in a position to protect herself, far too late.

"Asshole," she grinds out. "Oh, I am so getting you back." She grabs an egg, and with a laugh, James hops off the counter and dashes around the opposite side of the table. He makes a face at her and Natasha launches the egg. Lightning fast, James dodges and the egg smashes against the opposite wall. "Fuck you," Natasha says, hurling another egg at him. It explodes on a cupboard door and James sprints out of the kitchen door, laughing still.

Natasha grabs a spoon full of batter and makes chase.

Her hand has been resting high in his thigh the whole evening. He's been struggling to keep still, to stop himself leaning into her, and he knows she can tell. She's got a tiny, tiny smile on her face that means good things, disguised as apprehension and a deep breath in his chest.

They break for dinner when the speeches are over. Natasha eats with one hand, very purposefully not looking at him.

"I know what you're doing," Bucky mutters, in Russian, his voice low.

"Oh? What am I doing?" Natasha replies, her voice light and casual. Steve tilts his head curiously at the two of them from across the table and Bucky fixates his gaze firmly on the white wall behind his blond head as Natasha's fingers explore the seam of his trousers.

He takes a breath, one that shudders in his throat. "If you wanted to get in my pants, you could just ask," he says. He can't look at her. He won't. He can tell she's got that look on her face, those sharp eyes and that sharp smile.

"But this is more fun," says Natasha. She tugs lightly at his belt. "Besides, I get to tell you exactly what I want to do to you, and no one's the wiser."

"You're a sadist," Bucky says, shifting into her touch subtly.

"Just wait until you hear how many times I'm going to make you come," Natasha says. She groped between his legs with one hand and forks chicken into her mouth with the other and Bucky stiffens, bites the inside of his cheek hard to keep a sound from falling out. "You love it," Natasha assures him, grinning at her plate.

Bucky swears into the backs of his teeth. "How much longer are we here?" he asks, attempting not to sound petulant. All he really wants to do is touch, have her touch him, kiss him-

"If you're that desperate, I can pull you to the bathroom and have you right now, as many times as I want until you beg for mercy twice," Natasha replies, utterly cool.

Bucky takes a breath in. "I've never begged for mercy in my life," he says, braver than he feels. Natasha squeezes him through his trousers, and Bucky's spine straightens involuntarily.

"Twice," she says, her voice low.

When it ends, Bucky stands far too quickly. And when the journey back ends, they barely make it out of the car. They reach the bedroom with their hands on each other and Natasha strips him of his blazer and shoves him down onto the bed.

She tosses her hair to one side, golden-red in the warm yellow lamp light, reaches for the zipper on her dress and drags it down. The dress slides off her body like water and Bucky allows his gaze to drift: she's perfect. Every dip and stretch of skin, each curve smooth as marble.

She's not wearing underwear. Bucky's mouth goes dry.

Natasha swings a leg over his hips and mounts him, grabbing him by the tie with a wicked smile on her face. She knows the effect she has on him.

"You were dressed like - that - the whole evening," he chokes out, and Natasha presses her forehead to his, raking her nails down his chest over his shirt.

"Don't dwell on it, your head might explode," she says, and she kisses him. She tastes like wine, all bitter and rich. He arches into her touch, runs his hands carefully up her sides. Her skin is hot and she gasps at the cold of his metal hand. He palms her breasts and she presses into him with a pleased hum.

She yanks his zipper down so ferociously he's scared it might break.

"Now fuck me like you mean it," she whispers against his lips, and he tightens his hold.

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Well that's interesting, have you ever thought of dating a singer? | bucky barnes x y/n stark

Note: this is a treat for those who loves music, y/n likes bucky and she's a singer, so she makes music about him, all music is not mine, most of them is from Lana Del rey, Taylor swift, Conan gray, Olivia rodrigo

Warning : none, fluff, confession, reader is 21

GIF : lizzie-olsen

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It's been a few months since a certain bucky barnes had joined the Avengers. All the time, he was so caring, but so oblivious.

When you wake up, almost screaming from dreaming, he comforted you.

"Doll, doll, are you alright? " He got into your room. He softly woke you up. "It's alright, I'm here, and, it's just a dream" Bucky comforts you. He ends up cuddling with you since he felt bad for you and your dreams.

And that one time when you accidentally entered the wrong room, instead of your room you got into bucky's. When he was still a bit sensitive, he was sweet to you, cold to others.

Oh, and that one time where you introduced pinterest to him, and he has a board special for DIY's, mostly paper rings.

"Y/n look, Pinterest is so cool, dope? Does that make sense? Peter said it" Bucky said, showing his boards.

That one time when he caught you staring at him. "I know you have your eyes on me," Bucky giggled, while he continued eating his pancakes.

He was ethereal, made you want to have love like the movies, but at the same time he made you feel like you're crazy, and not enough for him.

You knew you had no rights to cry, let along make a song about him. The only person who knew his Steve, and, your life is in his hands cause if Steve tells Bucky, that'll end you and Bucky's friendship.

That day, you made songs about him, Say yes to heaven, Anti-hero, Blank space, Paper rings,Movies, Ride, Enough for you. You scolded your self for making a whole album about him.

But, your 21, and barely making money, would publishing some music be that bad? And you did it. You published it, without telling your father, Tony. It was your first time doing something without telling you father, or Natasha, or Steve, or, bucky.

"That's great, y/n, your music is now published" The music publisher, alorea smiled and hugged you. You payed so much money for this, half of your life savings.

But, it was bittersweet. The musics became favorites for many people, but you didn't think of the consequences that well.

The news flooded, with 'Tony stark's daughter, Y/n stark published an album not long ago'. Your father was happy, that was a miracle, but..

"Hey doll, uhm, cool album" Said bucky. He sat next to you on the sofa, with nobody around. "Thanks, buck" You smiled. "Who's the guy? " He asks, it sounds like he was.. Defensive?.

"No one, really" You said, looking down awkwardly. "The guy must be so oblivious, you made a whole album about him and he didn't do anything, wait, did he? " He asks.

"No, he didn't do anything, and yes, he is so oblivious" You said. This is the time its now, or probably never "why are you do oblivious, buck? ".

"Wait what? Was the album about me? " He said that in a small voice. "I'm sorry, buck" You looked down too scared to look at him.

You two didn't say anything until he said. "You like me? How come you like someone like me? "

"Cause you are you, you're bucky barnes, and you made me fall so hard for you, and I'm sorry about not asking for permission or what, but if you don't want to be friends with me, honestly that's fine, because it was so wrong for me to-" He cuts you off with, "no, y/n, I do like you" You looked bucky in the eye.

"Really? " You said. "Yes, y/n, and, do you want to make us like, official or something, I know it's stupid" Bucky doubted him self. "No, no it's not stupid, buck, and yes" You smile.

That was the day when he dated a singer, and that is you.

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Anon Ask - Bucky Barnes, Natasha Romanoff

Anon asked: Bucky tying her up with a vibrator in her pussy and makes her watch and beg for him to fuck her while he’s using Natasha and they’re both really mean and degrading to her

Bucky Barnes x Reader x Natasha Romanoff; vibrator, bondage, humiliation, degradation

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“Look at your fucking slut Barnes, coming for a second time, when we haven’t even come once, a bit selfish don’t you think?” Natasha asked, propped up on the edge of the bed, as Bucky fucked her from behind.

“That’s my whore, only thought in that pretty head is her pleasure,” Bucky responded, sneering at you as he thrust slowly into Natasha.

“Bucky please! I’m not trying to, it’s the vibe, just fuck me please, I want you,” you begged, pulling on the ropes that held you tied down to the bed.

"No, I think I'd rather fuck Nat today. You can come as many times as you want slut, you're just gonna do it on that toy, not my cock," Bucky said, fucking Natasha harder, your cries ramping him up.

“Fuck, right there Barnes, don’t stop. Feels so good, know you wish it was you whore, too bad, so sad," Natasha mocked, groaning as Bucky hit her spot repeatedly.

You sobbed where you lay, coming a third time, overwhelmed by the vibrator and their mean words.

"God, you're so fucking desperate! Can't even hold back a little, Jesus," Bucky sneered, as Natasha came around him, turned on watching you come again. Bucky fucked her a few more times, and came with a groan, pumping into Natasha quickly before pulling out and quickly taking the vibrator out of you.

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Chapters: 9/16 The rabbit shed.

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Hey! Love what you’re doing here :)

I am trying to find a fic about Steve Rogers x reader it’s a friendship to lovers story. From memory they are roommates also with Bucky/Nat and eventually it ends up just being Steve and the Reader. They continue to live together platonically and end up sleeping in each other’s beds and then decide that because they stay in each others room they only need one room so they change one to be a study and end up sharing the same bed still just as friends. In the end they end up married….I read it so long ago and didn’t save it!!

hey anon so I was unable to find a fic with this description. but maybe someone else knows it.

Does anyone know of this fic?

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oooh can’t sleep with thoughts of a dom!buckynat with sub!reader not sure if you’re taking requests but….

Stop Teasing Me // Bucky/Natasha x Fem!Reader

Summary: You were close with Bucky and Natasha, admiring their relationship but one day, when the three of you were alone during a power cut, your friends had decided on other ideas as to the nature of your relationship with them.

A/N: hello lovely anon, thank you for the request! Sorry it's taken me so long to write.

Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, threesome, dom/sub, fluff, friends to lovers, dom nat/bucky, sub reader, teasing, begging, hurt/comfort, rough kissing, oral, vaginal sex, face sitting, cum sharing, flirting, pet names

Words: 6.9k

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The Avengers tower was oddly silent today which was your favourite way for it to be as you sat at your desk, wiping away the crumbs that had fallen from your recently eaten muffin. You knew that the silence was due to it being a Saturday and therefore, the offices were closed in the tower but there was still research to be completed that you’d not finished through the week so some extra quiet hours were fine with you.

Emptying the crumbs that were in your palm, into the trash can under the desk, you returned your gaze to the screen, fingers moving across the keyboard with natural speed but then you were interrupted again as your phone began to ring for face time, Natasha’s name written on the top of the screen.

A smile spread across your face, your heart beating a little faster as you declined the fame time and selected audio instead, not wanting her to see that you were at work on your day off. “Hey”.

“Um excuse me, Milaya, I want to see your pretty face”, Natasha’s smooth voice through the phone had your face heating at both the nickname, translating to Darling, and the compliments that always came so easily from her.

“Sorry, I can’t at the moment”, you balanced your phone between your shoulder and ear, continuing with your work.

“Oh yeah? And why is that?”, she asked, her voice lowering slightly in a teasing tone.

“I just can’t… so are you ok? I thought you had an event today?”. Tony had arranged a luxurious event in DC for the Avengers to celebrate their latest victory on that side of the US.

Natasha pondered for a moment, “You just…can’t? I don’t believe that for a second, where are you?”, she asked, completely ignoring your questions.

Trying to think of the first excuse you could, you blurted out, “I’m at home and uh… naked, so I can’t face time”. Biting your lip at the excuse, feeling warm suddenly but not understanding why.

“Naked huh? Then maybe you should definitely face time me, baby”, her voice took a sultry tone as she continued to flirt and you had to cross your thighs over each other, arousal pooling in your underwear. Shaking your head and returning to holding your phone so it didn’t fall as you attempted to ignore the way your best friend was turning you on with only a simple flirt.

Natasha was your best friend but she was also in a relationship with your other best friend Bucky, you blamed your horniness on your lack of being touched and craving for attention, something that both Natasha and Bucky always seemed to give you.

“Stop teasing me” you reprimand her like usual, hearing her chuckle on the other end of the phone, “so where are you? Are you in DC?”

“I’m behind you”, Natasha whispered through the phone and you instantly craned your neck, swivelling in your chair to look around the empty room, not seeing anyone around.

“Ha ha, very funny Natasha”, you sarcastically say, followed by a heavy sigh as you pulled your chair close to your desk again. When she didn’t respond, you pulled the phone away from your ear to check it was still connected, “Natasha?” you asked seeing that it was still connected.

“Found you!”, a voice not on the phone but directly behind you, whispered delicately into your ear, causing you to jump up from your seated position, screaming and dropping your phone onto the desk. As soon as you saw the red-haired assassin, you groaned, gripping your chest to try and calm your pounding heart.

“You can’t do that, you’re going to give me a heart attack!”

Nat smirked devilishly, hanging up the call and placing her phone into her jean pockets, “I knew I’d find you here, are you some kinda masochist who likes working for free on their days off?” Her green eyes sparkled brightly in the bright overhead lights of the office as she sat up on your desk as you returned to your office chair, finally relaxing from being jump scared.

“It’s not like I have much else to do and anyway, I thought you and Bucky were away this weekend so what better time to finish my work than when my two friends are away?”

“Well luckily for you, our late-night flight has been cancelled due to the storms so everyone is over there partying up in DC and we are both free and wanting to see our favourite girl”.

Your face heated and you turned away so she couldn’t see your excitement but also had a quick look around for the other person mentioned.

“He’s not here, he’s waiting upstairs for us and cooking your favourite”.

You swallowed hard at her sentence, seeing her smile turning into a dark smirk as she looked at you through her eyelashes as you asked, “Why are you so sure that I’m going to join you both? I do have lots of work to do…”

Your friend jumped down from the desk, turning your swivel chair to face her and then knocked your knees apart so that she could stand between them, bending down, close enough that her sweet perfume invaded your nose, her hair falling against your cheeks as she hovered closely. Your fingers twitched to run through her hair, and stroke it behind her ears as she silky stated, “Because you can’t resist us”.

“Stop teasing me”, your voice was no louder than a whisper as you had to force yourself not to look at her lips. Once again, this was always what Natasha and Bucky were like always flirting with you and on the borderline of being too far.

Natasha takes a step back, standing to her full height with a large grin, showing her pearly white teeth, one hand raised and open in offering, a single sleek eyebrow raised in question, “So is that a yes?”

You couldn’t help but match her smile, taking her hand, “Of course it is”.

The two of you took the elevator upstairs to the Avengers floor which was the quietest you’d ever seen it other than when they were on a mission. Glancing out of the windows, you could see and hear the storm, rain pelting against the window, lightning brewing in the distance and due to the late hour, it was hauntingly dark.

Bucky was standing in the kitchen that opened up to the large living room area, the couches stretching across the length of the room, a TV somehow hanging from the windows that stretched from floor to ceiling, looking out over New York City.

“Ah, there are my two favourite girls”, Bucky shouts without looking over his shoulder as he continued to cook the delicious-smelling food. Natasha rushed over, sliding between him and the stove, leaning up to kiss his lips quickly, her eyes wide with love to match his. Bucky looked over his shoulder, wiggling his eyebrows as he looked at you, “Room for one more”.

This was what it was always like, always feeling like there was no line between friendly flirting and being serious. You didn’t mind though, being best friends with two Avengers and assassins had its benefits as they made you feel safe and protected and they weren’t exactly bad to look at. They could continue to flirt with you and you could then go home and think about them whilst you pleasured yourself, it was a win-win really.

Bucky was always the better chef out of the three of you so all of you ate happily around the table before settling onto the couch with a couple of drinks that were helping to relax you. There, you and Nat decided on a suitable film to show Bucky that he hadn’t seen but none of you was actually paying attention, spending more time chatting as you sat in between them, Bucky to your left, his arm over your shoulders so he could play with Nat’s hair who was sitting to your right, he body turned towards yours.

The topic always seemed to turn seedy as Nat quizzed her boyfriend, “You’re Steve’s best friend, James, do you know anything about him sleeping with Sharon? You can trust us”.

Bucky took a hefty swig of his beer as you watched him closely, particularly the way his throat moved as the swallowed. Realising what you were doing, you glanced down at your lap as arousal pulsed in your core, no you needed to get a hold of yourself so you took a sip of your own drink.

“I’m not saying anything”, Bucky says next to you with a not-so-subtle smirk on his face that made Natasha squint her eyes with a knowing look.

“You definitely know something Barnes, you can’t hide anything from me”, Natasha mumbled, shifting where she sat so she could lift her hand a stroke a strand of your hair behind your ears, making you look at her from the corner of your eye with a small smile. “What about you?”

“I don’t know who anyone else is sleeping with other than you two, I don’t even know who the office romance currently is”, your heartbeat quickened as she gave you a knowing look, her fingers stopping their exploration against your scalp.

“You know that’s not what I meant”, Natasha encouraged, moving a little bit closer on the seat so that her thigh brushed against yours, just as Bucky’s did the same, and you didn’t realise that he also had moved closer so that you could feel his warm body.

“Yeah tell us, surely you’ve got someone to call when you’re feeling a little warm under the collar”, Bucky asked with a teasing but casual tone that helped to keep you at ease but you had no juice gossip for either of them, your sex life completely dried up.

“You’re both so nosey but sorry to say there’s nothing to tell, which you both should already know anyway considering I spend all of my spare time with you both. There’s no one keeping my bed warm”.

Bucky wasn’t satisfied with this answer, “There’s got to be someone though”.

Your only answer was a shrug of the shoulders and a shake of the head no.

“Wait, so when’s the last time you were with someone because we’ve known you for a year and a half”, Natasha asked.

“Ummm”, you pondered, thinking about the exact dates whilst taking another sip.

“Oh no, it can’t be good if you have to actually think about it”, Bucky hesitates, looking at you with unease, dreading your answer.

Rolling your eyes at his dramatics, “It's not that bad, I’d say two years, maybe give or take a few months”.

“TWO?!” Natasha shouts causing you to flinch at her high-pitched cry.

“YEARS?!” Bucky continued with the shouting match in disbelief. “You can’t be serious”. Again, you shrugged your shoulders, taking another sip only to find your drink empty so you placed the glass on the small table in front as a flash of lightning illuminated the room as the storm drew closer.

“It’s not that big of a deal, I’ve got my toys and stuff”, you say casually, sitting back against the cushions and realising that both Avengers had inched forward more so their chests were rubbing against your arms.

“Even so, sometimes a toy can’t quite itch that spot”, Natasha says playfully, and she's so close now that you can feel her warm breath against your cheek.

“I guess, but it’s all I’ve got, it’s not like I’m meeting new people every day, I’m either in the office or with you two”.

What you hadn’t expected was for Bucky to reach with his metal hand, one of his cool fingers sliding beneath your chin, forcing you to look away from your lap and up to his handsome face. “But what if it’s not all you’ve got, what if you don’t need to meet someone new”.

Your thoughts seemed to vanish from your mind completely, white noise replacing any sane thoughts at Bucky’s words, his mannerisms, as well as Natasha. Was he still just flirting and toeing that invisible line of friendship, or was this something else? Your palms began to feel clammy as you weren’t sure what to do or what to say.

This was then a crash of lightning illuminated the room in a harsh white flash before being plunged into complete and utter darkness, the side lights that had brightened the room, the TV and all other brightness extinguished over New York as the storm caused the power to be cut.

It was an immediate defensive response that your body seemed to go into, heart pounding in your chest, as panic surged through you, a lump forming in your throat making it difficult to breathe as you stood, not sure as to why, probably being safer on the couch with two assassins but you needed to be on your feet, in preparation to run from the horrors the lurked in the shadows. There was nothing you hated more than to be in the dark.

It was disorientating to have your eyes wide open but not even make out the hand you held in front of your face, taking a step forward, forgetting the small table was there and tripping along. Thankfully Bucky could see better in the dark due to his serum and was on his feet, metal arm around your waist to catch you from falling, “careful Doll, it’s ok, the power has just been cut, you’re safe with us”.

Bucky pulled you flush again his body, the warmth giving you something to cling onto and that's precisely what you did, turning until your face was pressed against his muscular chest, hands tightly gripping onto his plain black t-shirt until your knuckles ached. From where you were hiding your face in the safeness of Bucky’s chest, you weren’t able to notice Natasha putting on her phone light, it wasn’t much of a light but it was better than nothing as she soothingly stroked down your spine as Bucky’s arms rubbed against your arms.

“It’s ok Milaya, you’re safe, there’s nothing here that can hurt you”.

Of course, somewhere in the back of your mind, you knew this was true but when you’re in ‘fight or flight mode’, your thoughts weren’t being rational. You hadn’t even noticed how hard you were breathing until Bucky took a step back from you so that he could cup your cheeks, forcing you to look up at him. From where Natasha had placed her phone torch on the table, the white light mostly illuminated his hair, his handsome face hidden including his calming blue eyes. “Listen to me, you’re safe with us, there’s no one else here I promise. I want you to sit with Natasha whilst I look for some candles, alright?”

You’re staring into the blank void of his face, scared that if you looked to the corner of your eye and into the darkness it would consume you whole. Bucky’s rough pad of his thumb brushed against the tip of your chin, tilting your head further up as you realised you hadn’t answered him, not trusting your voice and only giving a scared nod before turning to Natasha.

“Sit down with me, Sugar”, Natasha’s voice sounds like rich honey, thick and smooth and seemed to snap through your fear in an instant, sitting as if she enchanted you, her hand, equally as rough as Bucky’s from training wrapping around yours. She made you feel safe, they both made you feel safe, even if the darkness around the room still threatened to swallow you whole.

Again, like Bucky, Natasha tilted your face towards hers, making sure you didn’t look away and as she was closer to the torch, you were able to see more of her beautiful face, the plumpness of her lips, the rouge tint to her cheeks that always occurred when she drank alcohol and her eyes that looked at you with such softness had you shifting closer in on the cushions.

“Distract me”, your whispered urgently, “make me forget what’s in the darkness”.

Natasha smiled softly, letting go of your hand so that she could now cup both of your cheeks, encouraging you to, “close your eyes”.

Your eyes however did the opposite and widen, chewing on the inside of your lip with anxiety, wishing not to be thrust into complete darkness again.

Natasha noticed every sign of your distress, her thumb quickly brushing across your cheekbones, “trust me, close your eyes”.

Releculetnly you did as instructed now, hands lifting to hold onto her wrists for some sort of support and comfort as you closed your eyes, trying to concentrate on your other senses. The noise of Bucky walking around the room, gathering the scented candles scattered throughout the room and bringing them over to the table. Closer, you could hear Natasha’s slow, steady breaths, a stark contrast to your fast-paced ones so you tried to match hers, helping to slow your heartbeat as well. Then there was the touch of hers, the warmth of her wrists that you held, and the comfort of her hands crowding on your cheeks.

“Good girl”, Natasha praised meaning for it to be casual but the tone of her voice continued to be silky and almost intimate causing your body to warm, which mean that she could feel the reaction with where she was holding and therefore only made you heat more with embarrassment, shifting on the couch. Thankfully your eyes were still closed so you couldn’t see Natasha smirking, before continuing with her plan to calm you down, “Remember Milaya, you’re always safe with us.”

“I know I am”, your say under your breath.

“Then let’s distract each other, maybe we should continue the conversation we were having before”. Through all of the panic, you’d completely forgotten about Bucky’s seemingly flirtatious advances, his subtle touches and his low questioning voice. You weren’t entirely sure what to say and instead continued to chew on the inside of your mouth with nerves. Luckily, Natasha continued for you, “Two years is such a long time without being touched, why haven’t you said anything to us before?”

You frowned in confusion, “Why would I tell either of you? It’s not exactly something to brag about”.

“Not like that…”, Natasha let the words hang in the air for a moment before slowly saying the next few words, “We could have helped you, Sugar”.

The lump formed in your throat again, and you tried to swallow it but it didn’t seem to budge. “What… What do you mean?”

The couch cushions shifted behind you as Bucky finally returned. With your position, he was mostly facing your back as you could now make out the faint orange hue from beneath your eyelids and the different array of scents from the candles he had lit. You could feel him, a lot closer than he was before, his chest bumping against your back, but this only caused you to lean back into it, needing to feel him crowd around you with Natasha at your front.

When Bucky spoke next, it was near your ear as he leaned down to gruffly whisper, “I think you know what we mean, Doll”.

Again, it was instinct that had you trying to turn and look at him, your eyes opening for half a second before Natasha’s hand moved to cover them so you were still kept in darkness. “What?” you tried to ask, pulling on her wrists but she didn’t budge.

“I know what you’re like, you’ll panic if you look at us. Keep your eyes closed, let us look after you”, Natasha explained, she too had moved forward next to your other ear and her breath whisping against the shell of your ear caused you to shiver in anticipation.

“You’re teasing me again”, you say more as a defence for if they suddenly admitted that they were joking because there was no way that your two best friends, who were in a happy relationship, we actually being serious.

Natasha lowered his hand away from your eyes and you were quick to make sure your eyes were still closed, she was right, keeping them closed kept some sort of safety barrier from you, even though it was still darkness that surrounded you, their touch and voices were enough to distract.

The Black Widow was now tilting your face back towards her, “I would never tease about this Milaya, I’ve wanted to do this for so long”, she admitted, her thumb brushing against your lower lip, tugging on it gently. “Tell me you want this too”, her voice was smooth and familiar.

You pretended to think for a minute, maybe it was a good idea to actually weigh up the pros and cons of the situation but there was not a single rational thought in your brain. You wanted this, have wanted this for far too long.

“I want this”, you say with the most confidence heard thus far. Before you could process that you’d admitted this, Natasha closed the gap, her full lips pressing against yours. They’re softer than you had imagined, all of the tenseness from your muscles melting into the embrace, a sigh breathing out of your nose as you leaned into her touch.

Natasha took control and you were thankful for that, trying not to overthink if you were doing the right or wrong thing but the two of you moved together perfectly. Lips moving together, her tongue sneaking between to stroke yours and you could taste the alcohol and something that was uniquely her.

Just as you moaned into her mouth, another large hand was cupping the back of your head, tilting it in a different direction and then you were kissing Bucky over your shoulder. His lips were firmer than Nat’s but still full and plump but the facial hair rubbed around the skin of your face as he was immediately begging for your mouth to open with a swipe of his tongue against your top lip.

As Bucky is devouring your mouth, Natasha is clearing your hair away from your neck so that he could kiss the exposed skin, causing another shiver to ripple through you as more thunder continued to boom outside.

Bucky’s touches were softer than you thought, moving slowly, kissing your lips a few times before pulling away so you could both catch your breath. You tried to follow after him, spontaneously opening your eyes without thinking, and were blessed with the sight of Bucky looking lustfully at you, instead of Natasha who had begun to nibble on your ear lobe, causing a moan to rumble in the back of your throat.

“This is really happening”, you whispered in awe without thinking, the words causing Bucky’s mouth to tilt into a smile. From the corner of your eye, you could see the candles reflecting off of the metal of his left arm as he inched it around your waist, settling over your stomach, his fingers spreading over the area, pulling you back gently even closer.

The man chuckled under his breath, the noise travelled straight to your core, warmth and wetness forming more. “Yes, this is really happening, we’ve wanted this to happen for so long”, he admitted.

“You have?” you couldn’t quite believe what he was saying, why would two Avengers of all people, who were both in a happy relationship, ever want to be with you romantically?

Natasha eased your face towards hers again, “more than you could ever know. Have you wanted us to?”

Of course, you had, who wouldn’t want to be especially with how attractive they both were but your nerves were starting to increase again as you were actually looking at her and having this conversation, this wasn’t just a fantasy. Eventually, you mustered up the courage to stutter, “Ye-Yes, I’ve wanted you both too”, your throat felt suddenly dry as your fingers continued to tremble slightly. “But I uh- I don’t know um…”. You weren’t exactly sure how to say that you had absolutely no idea what to do. You’d never been with two people. Where do you touch? Who do you touch? It had been such a long time that you’d only had to look after yourself, maybe you should have just kept your eyes closed.

“Milaya”, Natasha cut you off, “now what I don’t want you to do is worry. I want you to relax and enjoy yourself.”

Bucky had returned to whispering into your ear, “Let us look after you”.

You don’t trust your voice so you nodded your head and Natasha closed the gap between you too as she kissed you with such passion that it took your breath away. She was quick to dominate, gripping your face to keep you in place and then tilting her own head to deepen the kiss.

Just as you’re about to moan, wanting more from her, Bucky is pulling you away from her so he could give you a just as fierce kiss, his teeth scraping against your lower lip, tugging it away to allow it to snap back again. It felt so good to feel both of them, one of your hands reached behind Bucky’s head and the other hand rested against Nat’s cheek but she was soon turning to kiss the inside of your wrist, stroking up your arm.

“Where can I touch you?” Natasha asked, her lips tickling the sensitive skin.

Bucky pulled away so you answer, “Anywhere!”

“Thank god”, Bucky praised before shifting to kiss your neck, teeth grazing underneath your ear as Nat’s fingers travelled up the jean covered inside of your thigh, cupping in between your legs. You mewled at the touch, grinding your hips into her hand then a thought came to your mind.

“Can you both still touch each other as well”.

Natasha fully grins, which Bucky matches, and as they both leaned towards each other, your arousal increased as they began to kiss hungrily. Sitting back on the couch, you could enjoy the sight before you but also get your bearings a little bit, catching your breath.

Both of the Avengers slowly came to a stop from where they leaned over you, turning their faces towards yours, making you feel a little bit like a deer in headlights but you didn’t have time to freak out as both leaned into opposite sides of your neck, kissing and nipping the area. You pushed your chest up, tilting your head back to give them more room, a hand of yours gripping each of their shirts.

As Natasha began pushing her fingers on your shirt, another thought came to your mind.. You were still in the Avengers’ shared living room, what if there were cameras, even in the darkness without the power, JARVIS still worked so maybe it wasn’t the best idea to fuck in here.

“Could we move to somewhere else?” you asked before quickly groaning as Bucky sucked the junction between your neck and shoulders.

“Mmm, as the lady wishes”, Bucky responded, kissing your cheek, standing from the couch and offering his hands for you and Natasha to take. Standing up again, you remembered that the room was still very much in the darkness outside of the candle halo that Bucky had created so you stayed close to them both. Natasha gave you her phone to use the torch on that and then she led the way to her’s and Bucky’s shared bedroom/

If felt intimate to be in this space that was meant for just the two of them. You had been in here before briefly on passing but nothing like this, only half aware of the layout of the room before Natasha is taking the phone from your hand, leaving it on the table in the corner, it only half-illuminating the room but before you could begin to panic, she was dragging you over to the bed.

She pushed against your shoulders gently, allowing you to topple into the centre of the bed, the smell of them both overwhelming as you unsettled the sheets but before you could fully relax into the soft material, Natasha had started to crawl up your body, eyes dark in the low light as they didn’t move from your face.

You lifted your head to meet her lips, as she thoroughly distracted you from the other hands that were on your body as Bucky had started to remove your clothes, starting with your shoes, and socks, then undoing your jean buttons between Nat’s legs and easing them down your body.

He then did the same with your shirt until you were left in your underwear and this was when he moved on to Natasha who still managed to kiss you gently whilst easing her clothes off but he didn’t stop until she was fully nude. Natasha straddled your hips, sitting up in all of her beauty so you could take her in, only half away that Bucky was also in the process of removing his clothes but you couldn’t look away from Nat. From her beautifully sculptured body, her peaked breasts, the muscles that you could feel in her thighs as you run your hands over them, she was just as you imagined.

And then Bucky was leaning across you, his mouth sealing around your still-clothed nipple, his other hand squeezing the other breast as he blocked your view of Natasha as you could feel her moving off of your body. This only meant that you could look over the man who was causing you to feel flutters in your core from his wicked mouth. His muscles were toned everywhere, and then he shifted so that his hard cock was in your eye line, he was thick and hard, precum gathering at the tip.

Your hands moved into his hair, scratching his scalp as he moved between both breasts, tugging on the material of your bra with his metal fingers and feeling it snap easily so that it exposed yourself, Bucky grinned cheekily having ruined your bra, “Oops”, he laughed before sucking greedily on your nipple.

“Bucky!” you groaned, arching your back as a smaller set of hands slipped your underwear down your legs. You tried to lift your head to watch Natasha but Bucky still crowded over your chest, making sure that you couldn’t see, his mouth and hands worshipping your tits.

Your legs were moved by the red-haired woman, spreading wide and your cheeks warmed at being exposed to her but then not being able to see her, maybe this was like before, it was better to now see and therefore not overthink.

Then you didn’t care anymore as her tongue teased against your folds, licking up the juices that had seeped out and she groaned at the taste, already wanting more, slipping her tongue deeper.

Natasha Romanoff was a master at work, always seemingly having a way with words and now her tongue was being put to other uses as she pleasured you, taking her sweet time to circle your hole that tightened and clenched with the need to be filled. Then there were the strokes against your clit, twirling in sweet circles before pressing hard and sucking.

“Nat- that feels so good”, you tried to lift your head to look at Nat but Bucky continued to block your view as he smiled around your perky nipple.

“She feels good, doesn’t she? Her tongue always knows just the right spots to have you quivering”, as Bucky finished his word, Nat pushed her tongue into your cunt, delving in and out like a starved woman.

You cried out, arching your back and Bucky now shifted with your movement, now kneeling over your upper body, his face hovering over yours as he gripped both of your hands into his wrist and held them above your head.

“Keep your eyes on me”, he instructed and you did, needing something to concentrate and hold onto as you looked into his shadowed face.

Your hips rolled against Nat’s face, feeling her nose bump against your clit as she concentrated on your hole, working it open with her muscle before she shifted slightly and she was removing her tongue and instead pushed her index and middle finger into your cunt as she began to suckle on your bundle of nerves. She scissored them out, stretching you slightly before doing a ‘come here’ motion, stroking against your spongey spot within, and your entire body seemed to light up, thighs trembling, toes curling and eyes wide as you didn’t look away from Bucky.

You could feel it, the tightening in your abdomen, your pussy walls clenching in anticipation as she didn’t change her pace, keeping it nice and steady as you become a blubbering mess.

“Are you going to cum for us?” Bucky asked, seeing the noticeable changes in your reactions and the way your tone became higher and needier.

“Yes… please! Feels so good, don’t stop Natasha!”. The only response you got from her was a moan directly against your clit and you couldn’t hold it back anymore, feeling like you were going to explode before the tension snapped, your pussy convulsing as you came.

“That’s a good girl, you’re doing so well for us”, Bucky praised into your ear before kissing you desperately, absorbing all of your moans onto his tongue, making you breathless. He pulls back as you suck in deep breaths, trying to calm your pounding heart in your chest but then as Bucky continued speaking, you thought your heart stopped altogether with anticipation. “I’m going to fuck you now, Doll”.

You only groan in response, continuing to lie there as Natasha began to kiss up your body, her cheeks, nose and mouth noticeably damp as she trialled up towards your face, replacing where Bucky had as he shifted down the bed to between your legs.

You felt bad that Bucky was able to find pleasure and Natasha had yet to find any so without overthinking the demand you quickly requested, “Please sit on my face”.

Both Avengers paused, looking back at one another before Nat’s looking down at you with a smirk, a single finger that had been inside of your cunt only moments ago, now stroking down your cheek as she asked, “Is that what you really want? You don’t have to do anything-”

“Please, I want you both, I want to try and make you feel good too”, you insisted, reaching for her and Bucky gripped each of your calves, lifting your legs to wrap around his waist, the tip of his cock delicately brushing against your thigh.

“Ok, Milaya, just let Bucky take a moment ok, want to make sure you’re ok and we aren’t hurting you”. You looked down your body to Bucky, you did appreciate how much they were checking in with you, especially now as he slide a hand up your abdomen, over your sternum between your breasts to cup your jaw, Nat moving out of the way just as he leaned down to kiss you slowly.

“You’ll tell me to stop if it’s too much, won’t you Doll?” he mutters against your lips and you nod in response, leaning up to kiss him again.

Slowly and carefully, Bucky’s cock starts to penetrate your cunt. He’s so bit but you expected nothing less from him and you have to remember to take deep breaths as the pleasurable burn surrounded your pussy, it had been so long since you’d had a real cock inside of you and god, did it feel so good.

As you adjust to him, you groaned when the pleasure started to increase and he then stands back up to his full height, holding onto your thighs, so he has something to pull on as he moved his hips with slow, shallow thrusts, getting you used to it before deepening the strokes.

This was when Natasha finally moved, knowing you were enjoying being fucked by Bucky as she straddled your face, in the direction so that she was facing down your body and towards Bucky.

Your arms wrapped around Natasha’s thighs, really feeling how her muscles tensed from their spread position. You weren’t sure whether you should pull her down and take some control but it was hard to think properly with Bucky’s cock rocking in and out of your cunt but luckily, it seemed Natasha was more than happy to be dominant as she lowered herself down onto your awaiting tongue.

She tasted perfect, salty and yet sweet and you were happy to find that she was just as wet as you were when she ate you out. Your tongue stroked the length of her, audibly swallowing everything that poured into your mouth, before pushing further, lifting your head slightly to connect with her clit.

You were graced with a sultry groan from the woman which in turn caused Bucky to moan as your cunt clenched in response. Firming your tongue so it pointed at the end, you felt Natasha continue to take control as her hips moved of their own accord, back and forth, grinding against your tongue so all you had to do was lie there and drink her juices.

Natasha leaned forward as she got off on your tongue, her hands grabbing Bucky’s face so that they could kiss, not that you could see from the angle but you could hear them both moaning into each other's mouths.

It felt so good, you were being so stimulated, knowing that Natasha was feeling good from your tongue and then the pounding that Bucky was giving you, his thumb rubbing slowly against your clit, it was perfect.

The rain from the storm was continuing to pelt against the window, and the lights outside from the city had begun to switch back on as the power was restored, so that the room was now further illuminated by the city lights but once again, you didn’t notice as your eyes were closed, fully hypnotised by the pleasure that was pouring through your body.

“Feels so good Doll, you’re so tight and wet”, Bucky grunted, lifting your ankles onto his shoulders and then massaging your calves as he fucked you harder and deeper.

You were mewling in ecstasy against Nat’s pretty clit, which in turn made her moan, tipping her head back and pushing up her tits for Bucky to stare at in awe.

The woman’s moans began to change, hips moving with more urgency and you knew that she was getting closer to her orgasms so you tried something different, copying her moves and began to suck on her clit, stroking your tongue against it in your mouth as you moved.

Natasha screamed out in ecstasy and a gush of juices coated your face, dribbling down your cheeks as she came, your name frantically coming from her lips as she slowly stilled her hips.

She’s breathing heavily as she moves to lie next to you on the bed, watching you with her head resting on her fist, her cheeks were even more flushed than before, her lips slightly swollen from eating you out and the kissing, she looked beautiful, you decided.

“That was so fucking hot”, Bucky praised, his eyes wide and hungry from watching his girlfriend cum against your mouth. He eased your legs down so that they were spread, giving him room to lean over you, kissing you with desperation, wanting to taste Natasha against your tongue.

Then you felt a slender hand rubbing against your slightly sensitive clit and you grunted, eyebrows furrowing as Nat began to help you reach your orgasm, as Bucky didn’t hold back with his thrusts, your hips pounding together.

Your orgasm took your breath away, and your legs shook as the waves of pleasure pulsed through your cunt, suffocating Bucky’s cock and making his eyes roll in euphoria then finally pull out as he was close to cumming himself.

Looking down between your bodies, trying to catch your breath from your orgasm, you tiredly watched as Bucky’s hard cock landed on your abdomen and Natasha began to feverishly wank him off, your juices gleamed over his shaft as he closed his eyes, concentrating on his pleasure.

You expected him to say Nat’s name so when your name was being moaned, your eyes lit up, biting your lip as Bucky’s seed spurted from the tip of his cock in thick ripes, coating your stomach before he finally relaxed, half collapsing onto the bed.

“That was so fucking hot”, Natasha whispered, her voice a little huskier from all the moaning. You watched with wide eyes as she leaned over your body, scooping up her boyfriend's cum with her tongue, before crawling towards your face and then kissing you slowly, passing his seed into your mouth where you hungrily drank him down, happy that you’d been able to taste both of them.

Bucky groaned again watching the act and then Natasha finally collapsed beside you on the bed, the three of you actually taking the time to catch your breaths and let the thrill of the pleasure and orgasms hum in your veins.

Cool metal fingers stroked against your temple, catching your attention, you looked towards Bucky as he asked, “How are you feeling? Are you ok?”

“Yeah, I’m really fucking great right now”, you say almost giddily, “ that was um.. That was wow”. You could hear Natasha chuckling beside you as Bucky looked affectionately at you.

You’d never felt so alive before, completely at ease with two of the most dangerous people in the world and you hoped more than anything that this wasn’t the last time that you saw either of them naked.

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“don’t fill your void with me”

“Свою пустоту мною не заполняй”

Pairings: Villain!The Winter Solider!Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: this takes place in an alternative universe where Hydra took over the world and the winter soldier killed all Avengers and he became the leader of Hydra and he’s controlling the whole world. He saw you one day and he determined you were his and he made sure of that. making you live very comfortably as his “favorite” mistress and he turns very very soft with you.

Warnings: heavy smut, some fluff (if u squint), villain bucky turns sweet, oral (f receiving), jealousy, dark themes, dark!bucky to soft!bucky, dom bucky, lots of praise + lots of praise in Russian.

This was inspired by Яд by Erika Lundmoen

please read my author note it’s very important!

AU/N: this is only part one and still working on part two. thought I’d make this only one part but it was too long I had to cut it into two parts. I need to remind you that English is not my first language so excuse any misspelling or mispronunciation of any words or any grammatical mistakes lol. Hope you enjoy this dark fantasy I had of Bucky as I was wondering how he would be still a villain. Also, this was heavily inspired by ‘Yad’ (Яд) by Erika Lundmoen, I love this song so much and it always reminds me of Bucky in his Winter solider era. Enjoy loves xx

PART 1.

You sighed before swallowing that last sip of the red wine glass that the air hostess brought you. This was already your 3rd glass. You looked through the window to the dark clouds and the night sky as you kept thinking and wondering how you get here in the first place. It was somewhat a normal Friday late afternoon, you were getting ready for the evening, and your –rich new– friends have prepared for you. They were setting you up with a blind date, they said it’s a very handsome guy who's an heir to a big industrial company. You weren’t amused that much as none of them know your secret or your secret lover.

Then you remembered him, your secret mysterious lover, who’s the reason you’re living this lavish rich lifestyle. You remembered six years ago, on the news, you were watching Captain America getting brutally killed by none other than The Winter Soldier himself. You watched the fall of this new organization of superheroes and agents called “The Avengers” and the new world order seeing light under the hands of The Winter Soldier. Hydra ruled and controlled every country in the world, including the USA. It was three years ago when you saw on the news that every leader and all the rulers of Hydra were killed and it was an inside job. The Winter Solider rebelled and killed every single one of them and he, alone, became the new Hydra leader, recruiting super soldiers and making the biggest army of super soldiers known to man.

A year ago, you were just a normal waitress girl, in a hotel restaurant, minding your own business and working just to make ends meet. You weren’t born with a silver spoon in your mouth and your upbringing was very normal and somewhat poor. Until one day your boss came and told you there will be a very important diplomatic meeting that’s happening in the hotel and he assigned you and two of your coworkers to wait on the leaders and diplomats. On this same very evening, you saw him for the first time. The Winter Solider. Bucky Barnes. Captain America’s best friend who was brainwashed by Hydra and was under control for decades. He was so charismatic, terrifying, very handsome, and absolutely dangerous. Just like a fallen angel, just like Lucifer himself. You were drawn to him at first glance until he noticed you and made eye contact with you. Your heart skipped a beat then, there was a connection between you both, you were certain of this as at first glance, you saw his face change emotion and he was staring at you.

“барышня, only 5 minutes till landing” You were brought back to reality from that memory train you were on by the sound of the bodyguard on your left. you nodded to him with a smile and fastened your seat belt around your hips.

Looking back at your past now made you wonder if you actually deserve to live this life or not, to go everywhere with a private plane like the one you’re in now. To live in the finest, most luxurious apartment in Brooklyn, to have rich friends and live a rich lifestyle, to attend galas and be the face of many luxury brands, all because of him, all because he liked you the first time he saw you, all because he promised you to make all your wishes and dreams come true only if you became his, all because he wanted his “favorite one” to be separate from the other women and to live like a princess whose all her dreams are granted.

In fact, you didn’t ask for any of this at all, but you loved the idea that he made all of this for you just because he thinks you’re worthy of it. In the end, you were “his favorite”.

The plane landed in the small very private airport near his mansion in Russia. you had your fur coat covering you. At least, you were dressed very fancy for the ball you were going to with your friends to meet your blind date. As you were about to leave your apartment, you were met by Bucky’s super soldiers' bodyguards at the front door of your apartment, telling you that The King wants you now. So you didn’t argue, you nodded and just took your bag and phone and left with them. This was your deal with him, him giving you whatever you want and desire in life, and you being available and there whenever he calls for you or want you. He has the plane ready for you and super soldiers protecting you and going everywhere with you, in case something goes wrong.

The guards guided you into the mansion and into Bucky’s suite which took up the whole second floor of the mansion. You walked with them till you arrived in front of the door of his office then they left you there alone. You knocked slightly.

“входить” his voice was deep and calm, you just felt butterflies in your stomach as you were very anxious and excited to see him, it’s been nearly a month since your last meeting with him and you missed him dearly. You opened the door and entered and as soon as you closed it behind you, he looked up from the pile of papers in front of him, his hair was perfectly combed, and he grew his beard, which was a very new look on him but also a very sexy one. He grinned widely as soon as his eyes met yours. “ahhh моя кукла”. he stood up from behind his desk and you walked closer to him and he moved closer to you too.

He kissed you very deeply and passionately before hugging you tightly, you hugged him back and buried your face in his neck. “Missed you so much, кукла” he whispered in your ear and kissed your neck softly.

“Missed you too, James” you smiled softly and he started to rub your back slightly.

You didn’t actually know how to address him, didn’t know if you should call him sir, king, soldier, Bucky, or James. You never actually asked, but you found James to be just perfect as you felt weirded out to call him sir or king. ‘James’ was good enough based on the relationship you both had, you were not actually lovers or boyfriend and girlfriend to be intimate and call him Bucky and yet you both weren’t platonic or had a strict respectful relationship to call him sir. so ‘James’ did the job perfectly.

At least, he didn’t complain about whatever you call him.

He removed your fur coat slowly and looked at your body and your fancy dress. “You look so beautiful,” he held your hand and spun you around to take a good look at the dress. It was a tall tight dress that hugs your curves perfectly with a very long slit on the left that shows your whole left leg from your upper thigh to your left foot. It was burgundy colored with a black sheer silk attached to it that gives the dress a matte look under lights. “did you get all dolled up for me?” he smirked at you when his eyes left your body and met your eyes.

“Well, umm-,” he leaned back on his office desk and sat on its edge and pulled you to him slowly “you didn’t give me any heads up that we were supposed to meet so I was actually going to a ball party with a bunch of friends” you looked down to your hands playing with his black suit’s blazer, trying to hide the truth that you were going on a blind date.

The thing you didn’t know about Bucky is that he is very good at reading body language and the second you broke eye contact and said that, he knew you were hiding something and that’s not the truth. But he didn’t want to confront you yet about it so he took it slowly. “Oh really?” he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him as your chests now touching and he has a perfect view of your boobs as it’s pushed up from the tight dress. “what kind of a ball party?” he moved his head and start kissing your neck.

“A normal one.” you bit your lower lip as his kisses now moved down to your shoulders and collarbone.

“normal one? what kind of a ball is that exactly?” he chuckled while his right hand moved down slightly and he started rubbing your left butt cheek as his kisses never stopped and his lips moved down to your chest, leaving more kisses.

“Just a normal ball party, James” you sighed, feeling more frustrated as you are getting more turned on by his touching and kisses and you feel yourself getting wetter, you can’t stand wearing your panties anymore, it’s getting more uncomfortable as you are soaked down there.

“A normal ball party where rich people gather around for whatever reason, stuffing their faces with crab cakes and drinking champagne until they’re passed out,” you said with an annoyed tone as you can’t just stand the teasing anymore.

The relationship you had with Bucky was just casual sex every now and then unless that was what you thought it was until 8 months ago, he started to show more feelings, starting saying “I miss you”, “I want you”, “you are beautiful”, “my girl”, “my favorite girl”, “my doll”, “baby girl”, but never the word “love”. He started being more romantic. Taking you on dates, of course, they were secret private dates as he was a known criminal and he shouldn’t be seen in public at all but with his power and money, he can rent or buy any restaurant or place in the world just so you both could enjoy your time and dates together.

He was very gentle with you, protecting you, getting you a big apartment in Brooklyn which was like 3 blocks away from his childhood home, he didn’t mention that at all but you knew it when you went to the Captain America museum and explored the whole room dedicated to Sargent James Buchanan Barnes, Captain America’s best friend.

You learned a lot about him, actually about the old him. Now, he’s just the winter solider, the cold blooded murderer who killed all his superiors and killed the avengers and is now running the Hydra organization and having the biggest super soldiers army in the universe.

But at least, he had a soft spot for you.

He moved his hands to the back of your thighs and lift you up, your legs wrapped quickly around his waist, which was sort of a habit as he loved picking you up like this, like his small girl. he kept looking at you and murmuring I miss yous and you look so beautiful, against your lips while kissing you and walking towards his bedroom, there was only a wall between his office and his bedroom. he opened the door, and his room wasn’t unfamiliar to you but you were just amazed every time by how big and wide it is. The ceiling is so high up and the walls are filled with paintings and mirrors.

He put you on his king-sized bed and you just laid on your back, looking at him. He smirked at you and moved his hands down your dress and took off your panties, freeing your soaked cunt from the now-uncomfortable material. “So, it was just a normal ball party with normal rich friends, huh?” he held your left ankle and pulled it up, and rested it on his shoulder. you nodded and saw him undoing the straps of your heels and taking them off. “Are you sure about that, кукла?” he gave you a very intense look and at that moment you knew that he knows you were hiding something so keeping it hidden won’t do you any good. “You know I hate it when you lie to me.” he rubbed your ankle and calf slowly, giving it a simple soft massage.

“I am not lying to you” Your tone was serious. “My friend, Emma, she set me up on a blind date with this guy,” you saw his facial expression get more tense and his hand tightened on your ankle a bit harder. “I mean, no one knows that I’m- umm, that we-… you know, together” Your tone was shaky as you started to get more anxious as his grip hardened on your ankle. “they just thought I’m single and wanted me to have a date so-..”

“So you decided to dress and doll up for a strange man, didn’t you?” he cut you off suddenly as you can see he started to get angry.

“No, they don’t know about us. No one knows. So I’m just playing the part. acting it. That’s it.” you said with a sad tone, breaking eye contact with him and looking up at the ceiling and huffing. this is truly what you felt like. Playing a part in Bucky’s world. Being nothing more than his sex doll and his mistress. You hate the fact that you wanted him and wanted to be with him forever and you just can’t handle living this lifestyle anymore. Yes, it’s a blessing but you didn’t want all of that, you didn’t ask for any of that. You just wanted him.

“Well, this dress is no good anymore. Can I tear it apart?” he put your left leg back again on the bed and pulled your other leg by the ankle and on his shoulder and removed your heels from this one too.

“Why isn’t it good anymore? I think it’s pretty.” you looked at him confused, not knowing what the dress has to do with anything.

“It is pretty but now, for me, it’s what you wore for another man’s eyes and not mine. I hate it now.” he pulled it up to your upper thighs and your legs are now bared to him.

“But what am I going to wear when I leave? Can’t just be wearing my fur coat. It’s freezing outside.” he chuckled darkly at your words and looked at you with a dark smirk on his face.

“As much as it would be so fucking hot of you to not wear anything except for a fur coat, I can get you any other dress that you want,” he grabbed the dress from its slit on your left thigh with his metal hand and ripped it open until the dress was fully ripped from the left side. “anyways, you’re staying for the whole weekend with me, I don’t want you wearing any clothes at all.” he moved up to meet your eyes and he pepper kissed your jawline. “and if you got cold, you can wear my clothes, my wardrobe is all yours, милая” he ripped and removed the dress from your body, leaving you fully naked underneath him.

you moaned slightly as his hands roamed your body, massaging and rubbing your boobs while his tongue is attacking your lips and mouth, kissing your hungrily. You opened your legs more for him, signaling to him where you wanted him the most. he removed himself from on top of you to get undressed. He removed all of his clothes and got on top of you again, kissing you passionately then starting to kiss you all over. Leaving marks and love bites all over your body, showing you who you truly belong.

“ты моя навсегда, куколка” his voice is raspy and deep, he moved his head down and kissed and sucked on your nipples, of course leaving marks and love bites on your boobs too. You were so needy for him and a part of you was glad that he was as much as needy for you as you are of him.

“James, please. I need you so bad. Please fuck me” you whined and opened your legs more for him. he pulled his head up and looked at you with nothing but pure lust in his now dark blue eyes.

“No, baby doll. No fucking. I missed you too much to just fuck you. I’m going to make love to you ‘cause you deserve this, honey. you’ve earned this.” he kissed your lips passionately but you were just startled, confused, and slightly shocked. You kept wondering why he would say such things and do such things. It’s the first time you ever see him being like this to you or talking like this to you. You were sick of these feelings you have for him and he was just toying around with them.

“You make love to someone you love, James. What we have isn’t love” You looked directly into his eyes with a concerned look on your face.

“Maybe you are right,” these words went straight to your heart and smashed it. You had a little hope he would correct you and tell you he loves you. “But tonight, just pretend that we’re in love. act it like you just said you’re acting it and playing a part.” you wondered if toying with your feelings like this was his way to punish you for what you just said about playing a part in your new life. “make me make love to you. make me show you how you’re supposed to be loved. Or at least humor me, принцесса” his mouth never left your face or your body. He couldn’t stop kissing you and leaving marks everywhere on your neck and body. You weren’t sure what his intentions were by what he just said. A little part of you hoped he meant what he was saying.

You felt his cock twitch against your thigh and felt him leaking. You couldn’t hold it any longer and you lift your hips up to meet his. Signaling to him that you need him. “I’ll give you whatever you want, just let me take my time with you first. I missed you too much” He said between breaths and kisses as he’s now moving down, kissing and leaving love bites all over your belly. “missed this belly,” he kissed your belly button. “missed my little ladies,” he grabbed your boobs with his hands as his mouth kept going down to your lower belly.

“but I missed this pretty girl the most.” you could feel his hot breath against your soaked cunt now, gushing more at the new nickname he gave to your pussy. he groaned when he saw you gushing and your slick is wetting the bed underneath you, making a mess everywhere. he looked up at you and you locked eyes with him while he slowly licked a long stripe between your folds, never breaking eye contact. This sight alone had you crying out and shutting your eyes while throwing your head back on the pillows.

Bucky kept flicking his tongue over your sensitive bud and sucking on it. He was really taking his time, he wasn’t fast or hard. He was simply just eating you out, slowly, gently, like he actually wants to taste you. You were so needy that you wanted more than that. You started pushing your hips more into his face and grinding slowly. “Greedy aren’t we, my little girl?” He got up and wiped his chain from your glistening slick with the back of his hand.

He got on top of you again and pressed his lips against yours, and you can taste yourself on his lips. he licked your bottom lip, asking for entrance and you opened your mouth happily for him, licking his tongue and tasting more of yourself. “Do you know what do you taste like?” he broke the kiss but his lips were right above yours. you shook your head slightly and bit your lips. “Like fucking peaches.” he pushed his tongue into your mouth again, kissing and licking it all over. “You taste like fucking peaches, especially your pussy.” you moaned into his mouth “You’re driving me insane, принцесса. Guess peaches are my new favorite fruit”.

He buried his face in your neck, attacking the sensitive skin again with kisses, especially that sweet spot that gets you all turned on and horny. As if you’re not going to lose your mind already from how horny you are. You could feel his tip pushing slightly on your clit and you were just a moaning mess at this point. “Ready for me, love?” he lifted his head and rested his head on your forehead, locking eyes with you.

“Always, Bucky” you whispered, his whole expression changed. his eyes widened a bit at the sound of his name slipping out of your mouth like honey. He hadn’t heard this name in so long, and you say it like this had his heart beating faster, if he wasn’t in love with you before, he believes now he is.

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PART TWO

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