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xqueen-of-disasterx · 3 months

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Playing Dangerously

Paring: fem!reader × Natasha x Bucky

Warnings: SMUT, threesome, Dom!Nat, SwitchBucky, sub!reader, mommy kink, daddy kink, dumbification, oral, teasing, slight alcohol consumption, fingering, pet names,

A/N: I’m not really a shipper of this but friends with benefits Winterwidow is so hot. @syndote this one is for you.

!Disclaimer English is not my first language so please excuse any grammar or spelling errors. This story is completely fictional!

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Don't get me wrong being with THE black widow was something many could only ever dream about but I had to admit that sometimes I felt like I never really got the chance to try different things. From the Red Room to S.H.I.E.L.D and directly into the red heads arms left little to no space for explorations of my sexuality. Sex with Nat was great and always left me satisfied but I couldn't help to wonder about the forbidden fruit, but mentioning this to Nat could lead to a hefty argument which I didn't want to risk; after all she was all a girl like me could want right?

"Bucky will join us for the mission" I turned away from the laptop screen I was watching an episode of modern family on (after spending so much time in russia I was dying to know what the American dream was like), I hadn't heard Natasha approach, spy I had to remind myself. "I thought this was gonna be a me and you thing" She chuckled leaning over the chair, swiping my hair over my shoulder, and letting her precisely painted lips meet the soft skin of my neck. "You know I only ever have eyes for you my little bunny"

I hummed as her sweetened words hit my ears, and made tingles run down my spine "I know Tasha" I sighed standing up but making the fatal mistake of leaving my laptop open. "I'll just be on the toilet alright?" Natasha hummed deciding to press play again as suddenly there popped up a message from I was way.

Katja: You should really try to communicate this with your girlfriend before this ruins your relationship.

Natasha couldn't believe her eyes but curiosity got the better of her and she opens the message; I had told her all about how I waned to experience sexual things with a man but how unwilling I was to cheat on her. She quickly closed the tab again pretending like she didn't have her master plan planned out already.

The mission was easy inflate a party, steal some hard drive and go back to the hotel. Even though you were there with your girlfriend the thoughts of trying it out with a man couldn't leave your head. Not that I was interested in having an affair of leaving Nat you just wanted her to have this with you. And the fact that out of all people Bucky had been assigned to you two didn’t make it better. I had long expected the two to had have something going on in the past but never had the courage to ask either. The mission went by quick and you soon found yourself sitting at a hotel bar celebrating our success mission.

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"I'll have a martin" "A beer for me" The bartender looked at me with expecting eyes "A beer for me too." Sitting between the two I almost felt sandwiched even though there was still space between our bodies. Natasha slipped quietly on her martin while my bottle was still untouched by me I couldn't tear my mind away from the two assassins next to me. "You're awfully quiet Y/N" I heard the deep voice of the Winter Soldier. I opened my mouth before closing it again there were so many words in my heart but so little on my tongue. “You’re normally so filled with life”

I felt Natasha's watchful eyes on my smaller form and suddenly I felt awfully naked in my cocktail dress. "James" her voice was sweet like honey. "Do you remember the last time we were sitting here?" I could practically hear the smirk in her voice "How could I forget that night" He took another slip of his beer bottle. "Are you down for a second time with our little guest" I couldn’t believe my ears was this a lucky guess or did Nat suddenly become a mind reader. I looked down peeling away at the label of the bottle as my cheeks continued to heat up. "I see" he took another close look at me, seizing me up. "I'm down if she is" There were a few seconds of silence with two awaiting eyes in my form; if I wanted to try this now would be the time "Of course" I stated in a quiet voice as I met his lust filled gaze, he only nodded before finishing his bottle. "I'll be in my room"

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"Strip and lay on the bed" I could hear Natasha's cold words as she went to open to open the door letting Bucky, in his blazer and tie missing, the first few buttons of his white shirt unbuttoned revealing some of his chest hair. Just as he kicked the door closed behind him Nat had him already pressed against the wall as they violently made out with each other. Her hands twisted in his white button up shirt pulling herself impossibly closer to the man. The way Natasha was still containing control of the much stronger man was definitely a turn on. (Not that I had expected it any other way)

Even though she was busy with him from the corner of her eyes I could see she watched me on very move. She turned away from him sitting down on the cushion of armchair. "James I want you to eat her out" she pulled out a small metal tin with cigarettes in it, lighting herself one "and don't let her cum" He only nodded having seemingly submitted to the redhead without a fight.

He climbed onto my much smaller frame, his eyes scanning my naked form. There was something about the both of them still fully clothed while I was undressed which made me even wetter. He leaned down to catch my lips and my hands went to his short black hair. His tongue fought it's way inside my mouth our tongues dancing a dangerous dance as one of his rough hands went to my breast. He kissed down my neck his beard stubbles irritating my soft skin.

His chipped lips wrap around one of my nipples and the strong fingers twisted the other. He watched in an awe how my body squirmed under his touch. "Mommy please" I whined out buckling I hips against his hard prick "No sweetie this ain't gonna work" She chuckles blowing out some smoke from her lit cigarette. "Beg Daddy not me, I can't help you little girl" I chocked out another whine as I felt his teeth tugging at my nipple.

The way his mouth wrapped around my tender flesh made want him even more. He liked over my nipple a few more times each time discovering a new sound escaping from my mouth. Eventually he got bold enough to bit down making me cry out in pure lust. “Daddy please” I didn’t know what I was begging for but the pure title made him moan. He switched sides giving my other nipple the same treatment as his fingers brush over the other one.

He kissed his way down your stomach stopping your hips from buckling as her presses his forearm down on your lower stomach. He kissed your public bone taking in the strong smell of my cunt as he groaned. He took his time kissing and nibbling on the soft skin of my hips. My hands go to his short black hair folding with his soft hair (which somehow was even softer than Nats)

After a while he was done with the teasing having had enough and he just wanted to finally get a taste of Nat’s little girl. He took a bold lick over my cunt moaning inside of my heat as I tried to buckle my hips again but you were stopped by his cold metal arm keeping your hips down.

"Daddy please" I whined, having so much control over a sexual partner did something to him. "No more teasing please" I begged. Natasha (who had been watching closely from the corner) made her way over the the bed puffing out a load of smoke "Be a good boy James" He was seemingly torn between the dominance of having me under him begging for his mercy out still being so obedient to the black widow. It was a match made in heaven or in hell so to say.

He continued to eat me like the last supper his tongue pressing on the pulsing nub of nerves. Two of his thick fingers pushed passed my tight hole making my eyes roll into the back of my head in pure pleasure, he bit down on my clit sending shock waves through my body. His fingers twisted and turned to to press against my G- spot. I was so close to stumbling of the edge I got a taste of heaven.

"James stop" I heard her cold voice as he immediately pulled way sitting on his knees and my juices dripping from the concert of his mouth. I whined and cried ash the lost of pleasure my tears smudging down my pink cheeks. "Good boy James" She leaned down to kiss him moaning as she tasted my juices on his lips. She pulled away from him whipping the corners of his mouth with her palm. "Would you look at that you made a mess Ana" She inspected your dripping cunt further running two finger through your cunt making you let out a pathetic whimper. She tasted me letting out an extensive moan "I'm almost jealous James got to taste you bunny"

She whispered something in Bucky's ear and he quietly nods. "Get on all fours Y/N" he rasped in your ear. You placed yourself on all fours and he positioned himself behind you and you heard the sound of this clothes being torn off. "Are you ready" I nodded, my position was beyond embarrassing ass up in the air having gabbed a pillow to bite on.

He pulled down his shorts and let Natasha touch him how she pleased. Her smaller hands wrapped around his pulsing prick I heard him groan as her hands moved up and down his length. Her movements made him impossibly hard a few droplets of pre cum already leaking.

Bucky positioned himself behind me and he slowly pushed his length in making me scream out at the stretch. He let you adjust before moving at a decent pace I took a look behind me to see Nat guiding his hips only not giving him control of his own pleasure. I lead out a few mewls of pure pleasure. "mommy" my whimpered gripping onto the pillow for dear life "need you”

She let go of his hips leaning up to my ear "Do you need your clit played with" she rubbed circles on my back. Bucky's pace was great for his pleasure but I just needed more so I nodded as more tears made it's way down my cheeks "Can't even cum without mommy's help such a dumb little girl.”

Bucky quickend his pace and so did Nat and I was nearly seeing stars "Cum for me" she announced slapping Bucky's ass as if he was nothing more that a common whore "both". It didn't need more to make both of us cum with im pulling out to paint my back in his milk.

I flipped to my back watching as Natasha and Bucky were caught up in a passionate kiss. His kisses trailed down her neck and chest at the same time pulling her red lace panties down her perfectly shaped legs. He nibbled on her skin paying extra attention to the small scar on her hip.

Natasha laid next to me on her back as I turned to my side stroking a few of her red hair, which were stuck to her sweaty forehead. “Kiss mommy bunny”

I kissed the desperate woman our tongue intertwined. She broke away letting out an almost pornographic moan as Bucky dove in to her wet center.

Our foreheads were seemingly stuck together as were lost in, probably the hottest, make out session I ever had. The air was humid filled with the sounds of Natasha’s wetness and the indecent sounds of our desperate sounds. “Fuck James” she groaned on my lips her hands twisted in my dark blonde locks. “Make Mommy cum” He kept his pace up flickering her clit with his tongue while penetrating her with two of his fingers. With a scream she came down from her high releasing over his chin and face.

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"Thank you" You signed laying between the older Agents "But I think I'll stay with women for now" Natasha chuckled kissing your forehead "I wouldn't have given you free either way" she joked "And I wouldn't risk talking Nat's girl"

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writerslittlelibrary · 3 months

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I'll always be your safe space, drabble

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summary: when you come home overwhelmed from a long day of school, all you want is to feel safe and unwind. Lucky for you, your mom and dad are home to comfort you with whatever you need

pairing: Natasha x autistic daughter reader, Bucky x autistic daughter reader

warnings: none I think?

genre: fluff

words: 858

a/n: hello lovelies, this fic is based on how I experience my autism. please keep in my mind that while maybe your autism might not act this way, that doesn’t make it a wrong representation 🫶

(I was diagnosed by a therapist, please don’t hate on me. I’ve never posted about my autism before because I’ve been afraid of wrong accusations)

You do not have my permission to repost, copy or translate my work

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Everything had gone wrong today. You woke up with your pyjama pants twisted around your legs and your socks were half off. On top of that, you missed your first alarms, and so you had to wait till 7.30 to get out of bed, instead of 7.15.

Your days had started off terrible, and it was only getting worse. When you went to get dressed, you discovered the outfit you had planned in your head, was in the wash, and so you had to settle for a different one.

You ran out of your favourite breakfast yesterday, and Bucky had forgotten to buy it, so you had to settle with a bowl of simple cereal instead.

When you had gotten to school it seemed like everyone had it out for you.

The classes were too loud, and the teachers were annoying. Everytime you zoned out, or decided to doodle a bit to calm down, the teachers called you out and told you to pay attention.

Once you got to maths, the teacher had actually given you detention for doodling instead of listening to her lesson. You tried to explain that by doodling you could focus on what she was saying better, but she wouldn’t hear it.

Therefore, after the school day, which had already left you insanely overstimulated, you still had to sit through an hour of detention.

After you were finally done, you realised there were no busses driving at this time, so you had to call your mom to come pick you up. Of course, Natasha was happy to do so, and when she opened the door for you, she immediately sensed your mood.

She didn’t try to talk to you in the car, rather just handed you your headphones and allowed you to go in your own little bubble.

Once you got home, Natasha had opened your door, letting you out of the car, being careful not to touch you. After you two had gotten up to the apartment, she opened the door for you, allowing you to walk in first.

Bucky was at the kitchen island getting some work done, yet when you walked in he immediately shut his laptop.

He greeted you with a smile but you didn’t acknowledge him.

Instead, you kicked your shoes off, heading for the couch and letting yourself fall onto it. Natasha gave Bucky a glance, letting him know what was going on. Of course, he understood immediately, getting up and preparing you a cup of hot chocolate, that, according to you, only he could make properly so that it wouldn’t be too sweet or too watery.

Natasha took it upon herself to grab your favourite blanket and made sure to grab your some inside clothing, walking to the couch and letting you get changed.

You had specific inside and outside clothing, and after wearing your clothing outside, it was impossible for you to sit on any furniture in your room with your outside clothing still on.

After you had gotten changed, Natasha helped you get comfortable on the couch, finally starting to speak.

“Would you like to watch something, cuddle, or be alone for a moment?” Natasha asked you gently, wiping some stray hairs from your face. You shrugged, not being sure of anything at the moment.

After a minute or two Bucky walked into the living room, three mugs of hot chocolate in his hands. He had made sure to use your hot chocolate mug, which was different from you cold chocolate milk mug, and he made sure to use the proper spoon.

He handed you the mug, and you smiled slightly, leaning forward to give him a kiss on his cheek.

He knew you weren’t up for speaking right now, and he didn’t dare think about pushing you. He always valued the physical affection you used to express your gratitude.

You sat up on the couch, your favourite blanket draped over you, comfortably weighing you down.

It was then that you decided you wanted to watch your comfort show, but you didn’t feel like talking, yet you didn’t know how else to express yourself. You though for a moment before turning to Natasha, looking at her with pleading eyes.

“Do you need something my love?” she asked, softly stroking your hair.

You nodded and motioned at the tv. Whether it was the fact that they were both highly trained assassins, or the fact that they were your parents, both of them immediately knew what you meant, and they didn’t hesitate to turn your comfort show on.

They waited for you to initiate the cuddling session, and they allowed you to snuggle into them when you were ready.

You put your now empty mug down and leaned your head over to Bucky, snuggling into his warm, strong arms and letting yourself feel safe in his embrace. You laid your legs over Natasha’s legs, and she smiled as she say you and Bucky being so close.

She might not ever admit it, but there was nothing in the world that would ever make her more happy than seeing her child snuggled up with her dad.

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ravensinthedaylight · 1 year

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Winterwidow!Daughter!Reader: *Opening presents on Christmas* OH MY GOD NO WAY, I FREAKIN LOVE THIS I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!!! I NEED TO CALL THE GROUP CHAT.

*Dashes off with present in hand*

Natasha: What did you get her!?

Bucky, Extremely confused: A pair of slippers????

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pixiexdusts-world · 10 months

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Incorrect quote

Bucky: Where's Y/n, Sam, and Steve?

Natasha: They're playing hide and seek.

Bucky: Where?

Natasha: don't think you get how this game works.

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lavenderpanic · 7 months

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I am desperately in need of super fluffy, super sappy, almost so sweet it hurts your teeth stucky/sambucky/stevesambucky/winterwidow fic recs because I am preparing for a very bad couple days and I desperately need distractions.

#bucky barnes #steve rogers #stucky #stevebucky #catws #captain america #marvel fanfiction #bucky barnes fanfiction #fanfiction #natasha romanoff #natasha x bucky #steve x bucky #sam x bucky #sam x bucky x steve #sam wilson #sambucky #samstucky #fic rec

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mostlymarvelsstuff · 4 months

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BuckyNat 💙🖤

+ for fluff ^ for angst * for smut

Stories:

Craving Your Touch (a/b/o) ^*+

One-shots:

Holiday Treats +*

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heywriters · 1 month

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For the fic commentary ask (idk if this is 500 words):

Standing in the darkened wings, suited in tulle and satin, our faces painted, we await our cue. We stand in an elongated row, the lead girl up front, nearest the stage, the last girl with her heels in the hall. I am four dancers back, head held high in a fixed pose as we are taught to hold; no relaxing just because we are not on display. I can see the lights beyond the lead girl’s head, but I cannot see the stage.

Above the music and the paces of performers already onstage, I hear a single footstep. My sister ahead of me does not hear it, my sister behind me does not hold her breath. I’m the only one who knows there is someone unexpected in the shadows with us.

The mildest glint of a metal knuckle and I stare straight ahead, my throat tight and my heart racing like a snared rabbit’s.

Seconds pass. The music swallows itself mournfully. The shadows squeeze tighter around me until—

I can feel his breath, but I do not look at him. When he moves I know better than to move, better than to distract him, knowing it’s like stepping out of the road when a vehicle hurtles by, it’s destination immensely more important than your own. So when the movement grazes my cheek I remain statuesque, but out of the corner of my eye I look.

His right hand made of flesh and blood touches my cheek, fingers gingerly tracing my cheekbone. They trace a curve down the side of my face and under my jaw, and too late I tremble. His hand still touching me, I turn my head incrementally to look into his eyes for an explanation, thinking this is a test, but really not thinking at all.

The eyes gazing back at me show no fury. They are not cold. They are not blank.

The Soldier is admiring me, and not with dilated pupils or calculating lust, but like he’s found a piece of art he enjoys, eyes following the trail of his fingers. I hold every muscle still just as I’ve been doing, watching his eyes as he drags his knuckles back up my cheek.

He hesitates. He sees me looking, and the admiration is drowned. His eyes portray a dilemma, a lost man, a little boy. He drops his hand and I look straight ahead, about to break a bone or strain a muscle from how tightly I hold myself in place. I hear him slip into the wings and I do not look back, but I listen, focusing all my attention on listening through the one ear aimed in his direction.

Our cue sounds, and we advance onto the stage, curtain rising, audience sighing. Throwing my attention into the dance, I forget the Soldier completely. Mind and body stay in the dance, senses stay on the audience, cues taken from fellow dancers, but the side of my face burns throughout the performance.

Author's Commentary

Wow. Not the fic I expected someone to pick, and also I forgot I wrote this, especially upon re-reading it (it's good?).

This scene came to me and was written down in roughly the same day. That's why the rest of the fic is so short, sadly. Spur of the moment, and it remains unfinished.

I picked 1st POV for Natalia because I had put myself in her shoes and couldn't imagine it from another viewpoint. Unfortunately, 1st POV is not popular for fanfic or fanon characters—I too dislike fics told from 1st POV. I really wanted to try it though and am not dissatisfied; it is what it is. Have frequently considered altering it to 3rd POV to make it more palatable to readers. Attempted to justify it by making these modern-day Natasha's recollections.

Key points to note:

Meant to exist in MCUniverse, not comics

This fic was inspired by another fic by...crap, I can't find it. I kept the vibes because they were good

I know almost nothing about ballet so I leaned on the canon understanding that the ballet aspect of her backstory was implanted memories and therefore could be fudged

I'm more of a Bucky fan than a Natasha fan, but both of them have such trauma, such stoicism, and above all repression to explore

Commentary by Excerpts

"Seconds pass. The music swallows itself mournfully. The shadows squeeze tighter around me until—" <- I really like this bit, wow. I don't remember what I was listening to when I wrote this, but I might have been describing it.

"I can feel his breath" Don't know why I wrote that, i didn't intend for him to be that close.

"When he moves I know better than to move, better than to distract him" Because both characters are essentially in a mind-controlled fog, neither of them really understands what is happening. However, Natasha has an advantage over "The Soldier." She lucidly assumes he must be there to execute someone, so both fear and duty compel her not to distract him.

("it’s destination" Typo! Writer, you cad. It's "its"!)

"The eyes gazing back at me...are not cold. They are not blank. The Soldier is admiring me...like he’s found a piece of art he enjoys, eyes following the trail of his fingers." Arguably, The Soldier is more tightly controlled than the Widows, having been tortured for decades longer than Natalia and being a greater asset to his handlers than her (also, different handlers, but that's another topic). So for him to notice Natalia, especially when she herself believes she's a ballerina, means there's a flaw in his programming.

I imagined WS had been on his way to do whatever he was ordered to do, only to see this really cute girl nearby and his inner, lost Bucky Barnes was like "huh, that's interesting." It's possibly the first time he's felt an emotion like this in a while too, so he forgets himself (did he know himself to forget himself?) and reaches out to see if she's real.

"He hesitates. He sees me looking" This is kind of the "only two people in the room" trope, but less in a romantic way and more in a "we were not supposed to see each other, much less make direct eye contact" type way. In that handful of seconds, they break through their programming together. But they cannot dwell on it.

("curtain rising" oops, no, I've already established the ballet is in progress, why would the curtain rise again? my bad)

"I hear him slip into the wings and I do not look back, but I listen, focusing all my attention on listening" For their safety, they return to their roles, but Natalia now has food for thought. Even though she tries to move on, she can't forget what she's learned: that the Soldier is trapped in his role as much as she is in hers.

Another layer to this that wasn't clear here is that he shouldn't be there at all. His presence is disrupting her conditioning. His brush with reality alters hers as well. By random happenstance, or perhaps "user error" on the part of his handlers, his small break in character has had a ripple affect on young Natalia. She will eventually be the first to escape because of this random, unsupervised moment.

THANKS FOR SENDING THIS! It was really fun to go over this, mostly forgotten, fic of mine.

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