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sweetsweetnuit · 2 years

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toxic & jealous

synopsis: bucky is fed up with you going on shitty dates so he finally does something about it.

pairing: bucky barnes (roommate) x f!reader

word count: 2.5k

warnings: 18+ ONLY. jealous bucky, shitty date, possessive bucky—he’s actually kind of a red flag but it’s fine, teasing, dirty talk, bucky is beefy and tall af, so much sexual tension, lots of kissing, oral (receiving), fingering, protected sex, praise kink, heavy size kink, pet-names, idk if i missed anything

notes: felt kinda slutty and this happened

“Where are you going?” Bucky asks, folding his arms over his chest.

His brows are furrowed tightly, a look of concern and confusion coating his face as he watches you apply your lipgloss in the mirror. The bathroom you both share isn’t nearly large enough to accommodate you both, so Bucky has no choice but to lean against the doorframe.

“A date,” you shrug casually, puckering your lip before dipping the wand back for another coat.

Your eyes meet Bucky’s through the mirror briefly as you try to focus on your makeup and not the hole he’s boring into the back of your head.

“With who?” The line of questioning doesn’t stop as you groan, closing the tube of gloss and chucking it into your small purse.

“Just a guy I met.” You’re keeping things as nondescript as possible because you know Bucky.

Your last date didn’t exactly go smoothly, but that wasn’t because of any you did. No, in fact, it was entirely Bucky’s fault and you continue to remind him of the fact.

Things were going great until you invited your last date back to your place, opening the door only to be greeted by a brooding Bucky who looked like he had murder on his mind.

And truthfully, who wouldn’t be afraid of a nearly 6’6 man built like a Greek God glaring at you like you’re his best victim. Safe to say your date didn’t stick around as soon as Bucky opened his mouth and explained all of the ways he could hurt your date if he fucked up in any way.

“Where are you going?” Bucky asked and you rolled your eyes as you scoffed.

“Bucky.” You tried to warn, “we’re just going to grab some dinner, okay?”

Nothing you said seemed to calm Bucky down, his jaw clenching before he forced himself to relax. He stepped out of the doorframe so you could exit, grabbing your heels before grabbing onto Bucky’s thick arm for balance as you put them on.

“I just don’t understand why you go on these dates, it’s not like these guys are good enough for you.” Bucky grumbles under his breath as he wraps his arm around your waist to offer more support as you slide the second heel on.

You chuckle, shaking your head, “maybe that’s because you scare off anyone who tries.”

Bucky just shrugs as if there’s nothing wrong with his behaviour. Despite being your roommate, he acts more like a protective father to you. No one is ever good enough for you, that he’s made clear.

“I’ll be back soon, don’t wait up for me.” You say, giving him a wild smile as his eyes blow wide.

You don’t linger, running out the door and closing it shut as you hear Bucky swearing on the other side—some of it not even English as you laugh to yourself before stepping into the elevator.

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What a total fucking bust of a date.

Bucky was going to love this at least. He won’t be a huge grump and maybe you’ll be able to talk him out of hunting this guy down. Although, you probably wouldn’t try so hard considering he was an absolute asshole.

The second you’re through your front door, the heels come off and you let out a groan of relief before chucking your keys and bag onto the small table by the entrance.

“So, was I right?” Bucky emerges from his bedroom wearing nothing but a loose, low hanging pair of sweatpants.

It takes you a moment to tear your eyes away from his broad chest, but you manage.

“Yes, fine. You’re right, no one is good enough for me.” You sigh, grabbing a glass of water before leaning against the counter.

Bucky mimics your position, folding his muscled arms over his chest. His prosthetic gleams lightly under the soft light of the city, but little else is illuminated in the apartment.

You let out another defeated sigh, “maybe there’s something wrong with me. I don’t know.”

Bucky’s eyebrows furrow at your words again as he takes a few steps towards you as you watch him, placing your glass on the counter behind you.

“That’s the stupidest thing I’ve heard come out of your mouth. And I’ve heard a lot of dumb shit come from those lips.” Bucky smirks, his words oddly putting you at ease.

“Yeah? Well then why can’t I ever get a man to stay?” You retort back, feeling that awful pit in your stomach you always get when you think about your love life.

Bucky moves closer and you think he’s going to stop when he’s right in front of you, but he doesn’t. Instead, he’s nearly pressed up against you as he cages you in with both of his hands on either side of you.

Your breath catches in your throat slightly at the proximity and the way Bucky’s scent washes over you. It’s so deep and rich you want it to stain your bedsheets, but he can’t even know that.

“Do you really want to know why, sweetheart?” He asks and you notice the way his voice has dropped an octave or two.

You swallow thickly, inhaling a shaky breath as you nod your head as your response. You know that your words would fail you right now, especially with the dark, hungry look in Bucky’s eyes.

He looks away for a second, taking a deep breath before his eyes are locked on yours. His tongue runs across his bottom lip and you think your heart might fail you at any moment.

“Because I’m a selfish bastard,” he says. “I drive every man away because I’m a selfish, jealous, arrogant asshole who can’t stand the thought of another man’s hands on your body.”

His confession sends a jolt through your body. The rawness of his words mixed with the raspiness of his voice as he’s just mere inches away is enough for you to feel lightheaded.

“It’s because I want to be the one who makes you laugh. Who’s there for you, who knows you better than anyone else, and who makes you come so fucking hard I ruin men completely for you. That all you’ll want is me.”

You gasp at his boldness, mouth forming a soft ‘oh’ shape. You’ve crossed some sort of boundary and you know there’s no going back now. You’ve fucked up this relationship.

Might as well ruin it some more.

“What else do you want to do to me?” Your question comes out meek and small, voice shaking, but Bucky smirks at your words.

He cocks his head to the side, nearly perfect teeth on display before he’s leaning into you so he can whisper into your ear.

“I’d rather show you, baby. I’m better with my hands than I am with my words.” He purrs, lips brushing your earlobe and his breath is hot against the skin of your neck.

You nearly whimper, knees almost buckling as you mutter a silent fuck under your breath without even realizing it.

“Would you like that, baby?” He asks, almost mockingly with a small pout as his eyes lock with yours again.

“Would you like me to show you all the ways I dream of touching you? About the things I think about when my hand is wrapped around my cock late at night?”

The heat between your legs is beyond extinguishable now unless Bucky gets his hands on you.

“Yes.” That three letter word is all Bucky needed to hear before his lips are on yours.

The kiss is hot and desperate, his hands trying to feel and touch every inch of you as you do the same to him. Sinking your crescent shaped nails into the freckled skin of his shoulder as you lose your breath over this man.

He’s pulling you off the counter, large hands splayed on your waist and hips as you both messily stumble through the dark apartment until you’re standing at the threshold of his door.

Bucky makes it look so small, but he looks like a wild animal with his dark eyes and heaving chest as he looks down on you like you’re his next meal.

“I want you on my bed so all you can smell is me while I’m buried deep inside of you,” he says, chest rumbling as he pulls you into the room.

There’s no need to close the door, but he does anyway. Shutting it with his foot while he hungrily kisses you again. And he’s all you can think about, your heart beating to the tune of his name.

It’s not romantic, there’s no candles or mood lighting. Bucky’s bed isn’t done and there’s a pair of boxers strewn on the floor you both manoeuvre around. Still, you wouldn’t change a thing as Bucky rips your clothing off one by one until they join his.

“You’re so goddamn beautiful,” he murmurs, dropping to his knees so he can wrap his lips around your nipples.

You moan when he sinks his teeth into them, grabbing his hair to keep him anchored to you.

“No man deserves you, but I’m going to do my best to prove my worth to you.” He says against your hot skin as he presses a hot trail of kisses down your stomach until he meets the line of your panties.

He looks up at you one last time, as if asking for permission before his hand in pushing you back onto the bed. His fingers hook into your panties, dragging them down before throwing them over his back.

Bucky’s hands spread your legs further as he leans in and your mind is dizzy and fuzzy when his hot breath fans over your core.

“Just relax, let me make you feel good, baby.” Bucky purrs in a cocky, confident tone as you let your head fall back onto the mattress.

His kisses are warm against your inner thighs and you’re squirming until Bucky delivers a soft bite that has you gasping and looking at him.

“If you can’t stay still I’ll have to tie you up, sweetheart.” He winks, nose nuzzling the top of your mound and you’re about to start begging.

Bucky delivers a long lick and you lock your legs tighter around his head. He takes his time, carefully mapping you out in his head and taking note of what makes your toes curl.

“Fuck,” you curse, grabbing onto his hair as he teases your entrance with a thick, cool finger.

He adds one, then another, and then he curls them and you swear you’re about to meet your maker because no one has ever figured you out this quickly. If ever.

“You’re so sweet, Christ, baby.” Bucky groans, “I’m already fucked addicted.”

You moan, feeling your orgasm quickly approaching as his continues his motions with his fingers and mouth in tandem together before you’re falling apart.

It hits you out of nowhere, back arching off the bed as Bucky keeps you anchored with a thick arm over your waist.

“Oh my God.” You pant, unable to get any other coherent thought out.

Bucky smirks, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand as he crawls over you until his lips are back on yours. He moans when you wrap your hand around his clothed cock, grinding it against you before he has to stop you.

“You keep doing that and I’ll come in my pants, baby girl.” He groans, almost in pain as he squeezes his eyes shut tightly.

You’re breathing just as hard as him, if not harder, as you watch this giant, huge, man coming apart all because of you.

“Bucky,” you say his name in a questioning tone.

He looks down at you, meeting your eyes and you know just how much he’s holding back. You know he wants to rip into you…and you want it too.

“Fuck me.” You whisper, barely audible as Bucky’s eyes flutter closed and he buries his head in the crook of your neck.

“You’re going to kill me, baby.” His words are muffled, “I never thought I’d hear those words from you.”

Bucky makes quick work of his pants, not wanting to waste any time before your eyes widen and you can’t tear them away from his cock.

“I-I, uh, Bucky I don’t think you’re going to fit.” You stutter, still in a trance.

He cocks his head, licking his lips as he grabs a condom from the bedside table. Your body moves for you, inching up the bed and getting comfortable against the pillows because you need to know how Bucky Barnes fucks.

“It’ll fit, sweetheart. We’ll make it fit.” He cooes as he finishes rolling on the condom and settling over you again.

You don’t doubt him either, watching him spurt lube over his length as he gently nudged your your legs apart.

“You look so good like this; spread out underneath me.” Bucky purrs, his nose tracing along your jawline as you feel him line up with your entrance.

You wrap your arms around his neck, beckoning him closer to you as he pushes in slowly.

“Shit,” Bucky groans as you gasp out a moan.

You’re both entirely consumed by each other as Bucky slowly pushes in, stretching you out inch by inch.

“You’re doing so good for me, baby.” Bucky whispers, kisses being peppered to your neck.

It’s not painful, but the stretch can definitely be felt as his hips rock against yours. When he’s fully seated, you can feel his hand cup your face as you manage to open your eyes.

“Feel that, baby? That’s it, so fucking deep inside of you.” You whine at his words, trying to lift your hips up and create some sort of friction.

Bucky takes mercy on you, circling his hips before pulling out and thrusting into you. It shakes the bed, the headboard rocking against the wall as the bed springs creak under your combined weight.

Nothing in this world is more important than this very moment and you hope it never ends.

You feel Bucky’s hand run down your sides before he’s placing it on your lower stomach. You’re confused at first, but when he adds pressure, it’s a whole new type of pleasure.

“That’s how deep I am, fuck, baby. And you’re taking all of me like the good girl you are.” Bucky praises as he continues to rock his hips against you.

You know he can feel you tighten around him, because he just slightly changes his angle until you’re crying out for him.

“I know, I know, sweetheart. Don’t hold back for me and come for me.”

Your legs tighten around his toned waist, holding him close to you as the coil snaps and pleasure fills you. You’re acutely aware of the way Bucky’s hips stutter before he stills completely inside of you, panting against your neck.

“Get comfortable, sweetheart.” Bucky smirks, a light sheen of sweat on his face, “because we’ve still got all night ahead of us.”

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dearstvckyx · 1 month

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asking roommate!bucky to name a women

"Hey James," you call out to your roommate, your voice echoing off the high ceilings. "Can you name a women?"

Bucky looks up from where he’s making lunch for the both of you. His eyebrows furrow in confusion, the faint lines on his forehead deepening.

"What?" he asks, clearly bewildered.

"A women, James, can you name one" you repeat, trying to keep the laughter out of your voice. "Like, an actress or athlete. Just name any women.”

"Oh," Bucky says, his face clearing. He takes a moment to think, before saying, "You?"

“Besides me James.” you try and stifled a laugh.

“Well um… Winniefred Barnes.” he finally said after a few minutes.

“Who’s that?” you ask him with a puzzled look on your face.

“My ma.” he says while sitting next to you on the couch and pulls out his wallet. He pulls out a photo of her and hands it to you.

“She’s beautiful James” you told him while looking at her picture.

“I know.”

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metalbuckaroo · 2 years

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KINKTOBER DAY 2: Finger Fucking

Summary// jealousy is new to Bucky, but he always knows how to make up for it

Warnings// fingering, jealous Bucky, smut, unprotected sex, use of nicknames- dollface, mentions of ripping clothes, cursing

AU// Roommate!Bucky x F!Reader

Note// not extremely proud of how this turned out, and the layout from day 1 is way too much work so I’m tapping out on it already 😂

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18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI

“Where’ve you been? I’ve been worried out of my mind! You’ve never bitch buttoned me before!” Bucky snapped, following you to the kitchen from his seat on the couch.

“I told you I had a date, Buck.” You laughed, sitting you keys in the mug that was designated for them at some point.

“I know, I can smell the cheap cologne. And, you know our deal. Did you break our deal?”

“Why’re you so worried about it? What’s going on with you?” You looked up at him, amused by his behavior as he swallowed hard.

Sucking in a sharp breath, Bucky shrugged. “I just wanna know if you fucked him.” He said, shaking his head. “We had a deal. If you fucked him, that deal would be off. And, I can smell his shitty cologne all over you.”

“You’ve been on dates too, James.” You pointed, getting an eye roll in response. “Keep doing that and they’ll get stuck.”

“I haven’t slept with any of my dates. I don’t want to. I have everything I need right here, in this apartment, between those pretty thighs. I don’t need to go find something else.”

“I didn’t sleep with him, okay?”

Relief washed over Bucky, the only reaction he seemed to muster being to smash his lips to yours. Hands finding your waist to pull you to the cold tile floor with him. “Buck-”

“Just tell me no.” He breathed out, shoving the skirt of your dress up as he slotted between your thighs and pulled your underwear to the side.

“Keep going.”

A content sigh slipped out when two fingers ran along your slit, Bucky’s hot mouth leaving wet kisses along your throat as he eased them in. Curling and twisting them against your velveyy walls as your fingers weaved through his hair. Biting back mewls and whines as he fucked his fingers into you, pressing his thumb to your clit.

“Buck- oh, fuck, Bucky.” You cried out as he applied just the right amount of pressure to the sensitive nub, bionic arm reaching to pull at the front of your dress until your chest was bare to him. His mouth latching to one of your pebbled buds and tongue flicking over it. “Gonna- holy shit-”

Your eyes screwed shut, hands fisting into the front of his shirt as your orgasm washed over you. Bucky’s teeth grazing your jaw as he removed his fingers and yanked at the fabric of your underwear, the lacy material ripping with ease.

Gripping the front of his shirt, you pulled until the buttons popped off. Mouth falling open when he slammed into you, Bucky taking the opportunity to slot his mouth over yours. Tongues pressing together in the hungry kiss.

The feverish pace his hips kept made it hard to do anything but pant and moan his name as his pleasured sounds flooded your ears. Body overwhelmed by the full sensation as he took you apart again, thick cock hitting every sweet spot in the most delicious way.

“S’fucking good- love how you feel around me, doll face.” Bucky grunted, tingles spreading down his neck when you tugged the back of his hair.

The familiar feeling in your lower belly formed again, the tile floor doing nothing to help cool your heated skin as the bubbling pleasure started to overflow. Fraying every nerve and raising goosebumps to your skin as you tightened your legs around his waist to pull him deeper. Rhythm of his thrusts going sloppy as his lips smothered your again.

“Shit-“ Bucky hissed against your mouth, hips stuttering when he spilled into you with a drawn out moan. Riding through both of your afterglows with short, gentle thrusts.

You shivered from the empty feeling left behind as he slipped from between your thighs, adjusting your dress and placing a brisk kiss to your lips.

“We good?” He asked quietly, tucking himself back into his pants.

“We’re perfect.” You grinned as you sat up. Bucky letting out a heavy sigh as he leaned back against the cabinets.

“Are we toxic?”

“I don’t think so.” You laughed, his long legs stretched out in front of him.

He fidgeted with his fingers, eyes glued to them as he thought over whatever was going through his mind.

“Sorry, I shouldn’t have reacted like that. We aren’t together, it’s not my place.” He murmured, a playful grin cracking across your face.

“I dunno, how you reacted makes me wanna do it again.” You teased, shrugging your shoulders as he gave a daring look.

“Behave yourself.”

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botnasty · 5 months

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Part Four: No More Theory

Roommate!Bucky Barnes X F!Reader

Summary: Gone are the theories...

Words: 1,2K words

Warnings: ANGST, THIS IS ANGST CITY, then fluffy cheesiness :)

Note: All mistakes are mine and please tell me if I’m missing any warnings. Also sorry on the wait for this part, completely had a writers block.

Not proofread

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Laying in bed, you never felt more defeated in your life. Your mind was screaming at you for being stupid for thinking what you and Bucky had was exclusive. You couldn’t be mad at him for going after someone else tonight, you two never talked and made what you had/did more than what it really was: two friends having fun without any feelings. You didn’t want to believe it, but what happened today at the Halloween party made you open your eyes. You were just his friend with benefits.

You whipped the tears falling on your damp cheeks and pulled the duvet closer to you. You didn’t know how tomorrow was going to be fairing, but one thing for sure is, you were going to stop whatever that was happening between you two before you got hurt. Never once had you let a man hurt you before, it won’t start now.

You picked up your phone from the bedside table and you could see so many texts. 25 from Natasha, 3 from Sam, but none from the person that mattered the most. Whatever, he was probably busy with that girl. In your mind, you hoped she was taking good care of him, but your hurt was aching. Why did you have to screw your friendship with that “Theory” bullshit?

You closed your lamp and purged you into the peaceful darkness that is sleep - when the door opened. Only one other person other than you had the keys to the apartment and - because you didn’t want to deal with it right now - you fastly put your head on your pillow and closed your eyes, trying your hardest to regulate your breathing as you could hear footsteps coming closer.

“Toots?” Bucky whispered. “Are you awake?” The footsteps stopped. Why was it so hard to breathe normally in his presence?

You felt a slight touch on your cheeks. “My beautiful, beautiful, toots.” You could feel his breath on your forehead and the slight touch of his lips on your nose. “Wake up.” He said softly. You didn’t want to. You feared what you were going to say or do if you did. A kiss on your forehead. “Wake up, beautiful.” On your eyelid - which you couldn’t help but move. “Come back to me, toots.” And lastly on your lips before you couldn’t take it anymore. Your eyes felt like burning from holding your tears.

You slowly opened them. He was kneeled down right at the side of the bed. Just his smile alone made you want to just forget it happened and continue whatever it is you had. You waked and pulled yourself into a sitting position, pulling your cover closer to you like it was some sort of shield for your emotions. You almost jumped when he cupped your jaw and kissed your forehead. “I missed you, toots.” You looked at the clock, it hadn’t even been 2h since you left the party.

“I’ve only been gone for 2 hours, Bucky. I’m sure you would’ve been able to find more important people to spend your night with.” You rubbed your eyes to remove any trace that you were about to cry. Not in front of him. Never.

“Toots, look at me.” You placed your hand down your lap and looked at him, his eyes were still bloodshot from all the weed he had taken during the party. “I love you.” Your heart exploded. It was not what you expected and you were mad. How dare him.

How dare him!

Fucking flirting and using the same technic he did on you with someone else not even a few hours before he said those words to you. What a fucking fraud of a man you were living with. You fought yourself to scoff at his words.

He placed his forehead on yours. “I love you a whole lot. That’s why I can’t bear not being in the same room as you. You make everything so much better, you know.” Now that was just high person talk.

You let out a small smile. “Come sleep, Bucky. You are high right now and are saying a bunch of bullshit. It’s time for you to sleep.” You went from your bed to drag him to your room. You wouldn’t let him sleep in yours when you barely could stand him right now.

But Bucky didn’t move one bit.

“You don’t believe me…” Is what he said almost to yourself.

Now the scoff escaped your mouth. “No I do not, Bucky. For so many reasons.”

He got up and tried to get close to you, but you stopped him with your hand.” First, you are high. And you know how you get when you are high. You ramble about things over and over, tell everyone you love them and you hug them. So, this certainly doesn't make me special.”

“You know—”

“Second, we never established what we had. All we do is fuck. Sure, you sometimes kiss me, we cuddle, but we never specify what’s going on between us.”

“I thought it was—”

“And last, you were literally flirting and using that ‘theory’ bullshit on someone else two hours ago. How can I believe that you love me when all this tells me otherwise, Bucky?” He stayed silent, looking down. His eyebrows frowning. “Do you see where I am coming from?”

“What girl?”

“The girl at the party! The one wearing a nurse costume. After you went to the bathroom, I tried to look for you and I found you being all cozy with her.”

“Oh, her.”

You placed your hands on your hips. “Yes, her.” Anger was bubbling inside of you wanting to come out like a volcano.

“I thought she was you. You know I am not wearing my glasses.”

You shook your head. “So you were wearing contacts, what does it have to do with anything right now, Bucky.” You said desperately.

“Yes, I was wearing contacts, but those that make your iris look red, for my costume. So, I could barely see.” Your arms falling beside your body. Bucky placed his hands on your cheek, your eyes directly looking in his and he was right, his eyes were completely red, not from the weed, but because of the contacts. All anger vanished and all you could feel was shame. Shame for thinking he was playing you, for thinking he was just like the others that had hurt you. “I thought she was you, toots. I genuinely thought she was. I love you and I don’t see myself with anyone but you. Do you seriously think that, after years of trying to get your attention, I would mess it up for a random fuck?” You shook your head. “Exactly, my love. So please, believe me when I say this : I love you. I have loved you since I met you and I will love you until you let me.”

You placed both hands on his wrist and looked deep into his eyes. “I love you too. Maybe not as long as you did, but I love you and I want no one else but you.”

And you kissed as the moonlight shines upon the two of you.

Thank you so much for waiting and reading:)

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thepsychewrites · 2 years

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I love your roommate!Bucky series!!! Can you write more about his size kink?🥵🥵

oh god where do i even begin?

Bucky knows he’s a lot bigger than average. Not even in length specifically, but his girth is so wide that you can barely take him halfway in your mouth unless you want a severely sore jaw later on. Each time he pushes into you it feels like the first time all over again as he quite literally splits you in half on his dick. No matter how wet you are or how many fingers he warms you up with, it burns just the same every time.

“God baby, still so fuckin’ tight, huh? Wonderin’ how many times I’m gonna have to fuck you until I just slide on in…” Bucky growls in your ear as his dick slowly breaches your canal, loud whimpers coming from you as you writhe underneath his heavy body. He pulls away, sitting back on his haunches to look at where you’re connected. His jaw twitches as he gathers saliva in his mouth, craning his neck down to spit on your pulsing core to help him slide in easier.

“You look so fuckin’ pretty like this baby, fulla my dick, taking me so well.” Bucky throws his head back as he bottoms out, his hands digging into the flesh of your hips to keep him upright.

Your mouth opens wide, your eyes screwed shut at the fullness of Bucky’s cock seated inside you. “Ahh! Oh fuck, Bucky- shit that feels good.” You whine, the heels of your feet digging into the mattress from the intrusion.

Bucky can’t help the feral feeling that washes over him when he sees the tip of his cock poking from under the soft skin of your stomach. He moves out unreasonably slow, only to push in with fervor and watch with a slack jaw as he contorts your insides for his pleasure. “Should just keep you stuffed all day long pretty girl, maybe then you could take me better, couldn’t ya?” He mumbles, the veins in his arm bulging as he fills you full of his throbbing cock. The breathy groans you let out only spur him on, his pace becoming brutal as you go completely dumb under him, his swelling tip and heavy balls the only thought on your mind as he completely ruins you.

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mavsstar · 2 years

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.⋆˚ 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐃𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲︱𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐝 𝐚 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭.

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠︱𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞!𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐖.𝐂︱𝟐.𝟏𝐤

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬︱𝟏𝟖+, 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓, 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲, 𝐩𝐞𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞: 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥, 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥 (𝐟!), 𝐝𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤, 𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐯 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞︱@buckspumpkin 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐬𝐨 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦!𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐛𝐜 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐥. 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 <𝟑

“Bucky you have to watch the movie, it’s phenomenal!” You rambled on as you plopped down next to him. “I know you don’t like a lot of the newer things but you’ll like this for sure.”

“Are we sure we want to watch tv?” Bucky asked, trying to divert your attention. “You know what we should do?”

“What?”

He snapped his fingers in the air, “Play a board game!”

“Buck we’re not playing a board game,” You said as you grabbed the remote. “Come on please just try it. If you don’t like it we can–oh my god!” You gasped when you turned on the t.v and was faced with a cracked screen.

You turned to Bucky with your mouth agape, “What happened?”

“Sam came over and–”

“I don’t think I need an explanation, you said enough,” You cut him off. “I’ll bring my computer, just give me a second.”

You left and Bucky was left sitting on the couch as he played with his thumbs. He watched you curiously as you marched out of your room and back into the living room where the internet box was. You inspected the internet box and let out soft questioning hums.

“That’s weird, everything is just fine so why isn’t the internet working?” A moment of silence passed as you tried figuring out what was wrong. “Bucky, did you forget to pay the internet bill?”

He screwed his eyes shut in frustration, “I must’ve. I’m so sorry Doll.”

“S’okay Buck, it happens to the best of us. I’ll go pay it tomorrow during work.” You blew air through your lips and tucked your hands into the front sprocket of your jeans. “Looks like we’re playing a board game.”

Bucky followed you to a very small closet down the hall. That closet mostly contained board games and long forgotten boxes you were supposed to open when you first moved in.

You opened the door, revealing the dust collected boxes.

“We can play Uno.”

“Too repetitive,” You said. “What about Monopoly?”

“No, because you cheat!” Bucky accusingly exclaimed.

“I do not!” You defended. “Ok so no Monopoly….We should play chess!”

“What are we 80 years old?”

You glanced at him and checked him out, “Well you are.”

Bucky’s face scrunched into one of annoyance, “Ha. Ha. Very funny.” Bucky hummed as he kept looking. “What’s Twister?”

“You’ve never played before?” You asked as you grabbed the box.

“No, I've played my entire life and I suddenly forgot what it is,” Bucky sarcastically said. “I haven't played before, that's why I’m asking.”

You grabbed the box and started to walk back to the living room while you explained the rules. “There's a color wheel with a picture of a body part, depending where it lands you place the body part on that color. So say I spin and I get green and right hand then I have to put my right hand on a green circle on the mat.”

“Seems easy enough.”

Bucky truly overestimated his flexibility. At first glance he thought it would be easy and you would easily lose against him. He’s a very trained soldier after all.

Bucky flicked the spinner. Body part, foot. Colour, green. He bent over on top of you but because the only green circle left that can make it physically possible is behind him. Which means he would have to be stuck in a crab position until it’s his turn.

“Come on Barnes, this hurts,” You complained as your arm cramped under you.

“I don’t think I can do this,” He muttered to himself.

“Either we keep going by you trying or it’s a forfeit and I automatically win.”

There was no way Bucky was going to lose to you. He instantly moved backwards and into the dreaded crab position.

Right as you went to flick the spinner you lost your balance and fell, making Bucky automatically the winner.

“Ha! I win and you lose!” Bucky boatsed as he got up. “And I didn’t cheat.”

“Yeah yeah you win and I lose,” You mumbled and tucked your legs under you. “How’d you like the game?”

“It was alright,” Bucky shrugged. “But what if we added our own twist to it?”

“Like what?”

“Every time it lands on red we have to take a piece of clothing off,” He smirked. “In other words, strip Twister.”

“You’re on Barnes,” You smirked, getting up. “You’re going first though.”

Bucky flicked the spinner, left hand on red. Bucky clicked his tongue as he took off a sock and placed his left hand on the red circle. It was your turn and you landed on right hand on green.

“You better not cheat,” Bucky teased.

“Or what?” You playfully retorted. “Is the big bad soldier going to get mad?”

“Jesus christ,” Bucky chuckled as he shook his head. “You love to tease me don’t you?”

“Yes sir,” You winked as you saluted him with a devilish smile.

“Just for that I’m making you go again.”

“Meanie,” You pouted and spun again. “Oh you have to be kidding me,” You groaned when you landed on left foot on red. You copied Bucky and took your sock off.

It was Bucky’s turn and he landed on right hand on blue. A flash of disappointment ran though you and you cursed at the spinner.

“Why the sad look Doll? Wanted me to strip?”

“You wish,” You scoffed. “Your turn.”

The both of you continued taking off the smaller pieces of clothing, each getting excited with each spin. Soon enough Bucky had ran out of small clothing to take off. He spun and landed on red.

“Get ready to see an adonis Doll,” Bucky said as he peeled off his shirt.

You stared in awe as you watched him. It all felt like it was going in slow motion right before your very own eyes. He was an adonis. Even the faded jagged scars around his arm made you want to plant sweet tender kisses upon them, showering them in your affection.

“Hey eyes up here,” Bucky smirked as he pointed his finger up towards his eyes.

You rolled your eyes, “I’ll look wherever I want.”

Now it was your turn. You spun the spinner and landed on red. Perfect.

You slowly took your pants off, making sure to purposefully wiggle your but in front of his face. Bucky’s throat went dry when he saw your thighs. All the blood started to rush to his cock and he knew the game wouldn’t last long.

“Now I really can’t do this,” Bucky said as he contemplated losing. You only had a pair of panties and shirt left on and he only had his boxers on. If he took his next move his face would be impossibly close to your chest and he would for sure lose. “I really can’t.”

“Just do it Barnes, s’all part of the game.”

Bucky took your word and maneuvered his body around, his hand going over your body to land on the green dot in the right hand corner. Just as he predicted his head was right in front of your breast.

Bucky turned a bright shade of tomato red as he tried to look anywhere else. His hardened cock pressed against your thigh and you smirked in triumph. Bucky had desperately tried to hide his boner and he was successful. For the most part.

“What sarge? Can’t handle a pair of tits in your face?” You asked as you pushed your chest in front of his face tauntingly.

“That’s it,” Bucky growled as he got up.

“Ha! I won!” You stuck your tongue out at him. “I’m the winner!”

“For now.” Bucky abruptly grabbed you and tossed you over his shoulder with ease. You squealed as you felt his metal hand grasped your body. He took you to his room and gently set your body on the bed.

Bucky shortly after climbed on top of you and kissed you with an intense need. His body grinded against yours as he sloppily kissed you.

“Just take this damn thing off,” Bucky snarled against your lips as he ripped your shirt in half. His jaw momentarily dropped when your bare breasts were exposed, “No bra? Dirty slut.”

His hands played with your breasts, his thumb stroking your pebbled nipples ever so slightly. Your body arched into his touch, silently begging for more. He took the hint and his lips placed their love on your body all the way where you needed him the most.

Using his teeth Bucky pulled your panties down to your ankles. It was the most erotic thing you’ve ever seen your entire life you couldn’t helped but have moaned. You felt his head dip between your thighs, his growing beard scratched your inner thighs deliciously.

“Can’t wait for your pretty thighs to tremble ‘round my head,” Bucky quipped, biting one of your thighs.

Bucky spread your legs impossibly further, watching your pussy leak. He flattened his tongue and likced a bold stripe up your cunt. Your hands flew to his hair, gripping the tousled hair in between your fingers.

“You taste so sweet Doll,” He complimented, dipping his tongue into your hole. “Like fuckin’ candy.”

Bucky went from long bold licks to short sweet kitten licks. It made you writhe around in pleasure and push your pussy closer to his face. His hot wet tongue was addictive, he had become your own personal drug.

You felt his tongue trace out letters on your clit. You tried so hard to concentrate but the pleasure overwhelmed you. He kept going again and again until you finally got it. My cumslut.

“Bucky y-you gotta stop-AH!” You moaned when he started to harshly suck on your clit. “Bucky!”

Bucky pulled away, a string of your arousal connecting to his lips. “You really want me to stop?”

“Yes,” You shook your head no despite your response.

Bucky chuckled at your response, “Why?”

You nervously gulped, “Because the first time I cum I want it to be around your cock.”

Bucky looked genuinely shocked at your response. Never did he ever think he would hear those words fall from your lips. If he could he would replay those words over and over again until he got tired of hearing them.

Bucky didn’t respond and attacked your lips once again. You felt his tip prod at your entrance, “Needy slut, wanting to cum on m’cock first.” During the middle of his sentence he pushed all the way in, bottoming out soothingly.

Pure ecstasy rippled through your lower half, your eyes fluttered shut as you felt him inside you. His hot throbbing member pulsed inside you. Teasing him some more you clenched down hard and watched Bucky’s eyes screwed shut.

“Can’t stop with the teasin’ huh?” He clicked his tongue. “I’m just going to have to fuck it out of you.”

His thrusts started slow but quickly rose to a fast and brutal pace using your hips as leverage. So fast your body jolted with the banging headboard. Pain and pleasure seared through your body. Beads of sweat formed between your bodies as Bucky continued to fuck you.

“You feel s’good Bucky,” You whimpered as you felt his tip rub against your sweet spot. “So good. I love your cock.”

“Cock drunk already?” Bucky questioned. “Looks like it didn’t take long to fuck the teasin’ out of you.”

“Shut up,” Your voice was merely above a whisper. “Just keep going.”

Bucky finally felt the tremble of your thighs around his outer thighs. Deciding to spice things up he pressed on your lower tummy so slightly. He watched your eyes roll to the back of your head and drool dribbled from your swollen lips.

“You look so pretty like this, fucked out becasue of me,” Bucky said as his thumb pushed the drool back in. “Imagine how you would be like if I actually got to take my time with you. Slowly tearing you apart with my fingers, tongue and cock.”

The mere thought of it was enough to make you come. You dug your nails into his back as you screamed his name while you gushed around his cock.

“Yes, yes, yes,” You mindlessly hummed as he kept going.

After a few more thrusts Bucky pulled out and finished over your stomach, both of your juices mixing together. He watched as it started to drip down and closer to your pussy.

“You ok Doll?” Bucky asked when you didn’t make a sound.

“I'm way more than ok,” You giggled. “I don’t think it’s ever felt this good before.”

“That's because the other guys weren’t me, Doll,” he pointed out. “Remember that, no man will ever make you feel as good as me.”

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Sugar Sugar

Summary: You chose Bucky. But now he’s going 5000 miles away. And you were not consulted. Steve is right there and it’s his birthday. The competition isn’t over.

Word Count: 2.5K

Pairings: College grad Steve x Grad School Reader; College grad Bucky x Grad School Reader (Not Stucky); Various Marvel MCU Characters (in same age except for Stark) x Reader (platonic)

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. Not Beta’d. Read at your own risk. Roommate au, S MUT! Lovers quarrel before action starts, angst, flirting, Tony being Tony, lowkey voyeurism, a lil bit of fluff. drinking, flirting, crushes, an unsanctioned birthday picnic, ‘borrowed’ champagne, birthday “kisses” 😏, oral s ex (f receiving), cheating (maybe. possibly)

A/N: This is a sequel to last year’s Sugar. I know! 😫 I hope you like it.

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You were sipping your blueberry tequila smash and staring moodily across the water. It was supposed to be a festive day and an even better night, but that insanely handsome and inconsiderate roommate/boyfriend of yours ruined it all.

Or rather, you ruined it, thinking that you would be any different than any of the other girls he’d smashed and passed on. So what it had lasted a year? Bucky was leaving you now, so cheers to wasted time.

You downed the rest of your drink in one gulp as you thought to get another when someone cleared their throat beside you.

You glanced over to see your boss standing beside you, resplendent in a white suit and sunglasses. You straightened up and ran your free hand over your white mini sundress with blue polka dots and greeted him.

“Oh! Hello, Mr. Stark. This party is so nice. Great way to celebrate the Fourth!”

You plastered on a fake smile and aimed it at him. He smiled back at you.

“Cut the shit, Sugar. I know you’re not that happy. I saw you and Barnes had words and he stalked out. I warned you about fraternization.”

Your stomach dropped and you just knew that you would be fired and kicked out of Stark house, losing your graduate fellowship. Shit. Stark knew everything, even the nickname that your roommates, Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers had given you.

“Oh that? That was nothing, just a roommate disagreement.”

Stark leaned in. He smelled good. Real good. He smelled….rich.

“Listen. That rule is not because I mind co-workers getting it on…”

He paused and winked at you, and instead of being creepy, it was funny, so you laughed.

“It’s because most people, especially young people like you, can’t do it without all the feels.”

He nodded and you turned to see Wanda and Vis sneaking off around the house, hand in hand.

“That’s going to lead to heartbreak,” he said, indicating the sneaky couple.

Then looked you in the eyes.

“And you’re going to be all twisted up into knots between those two grunts if you’re not careful.”

You looked at him quizzically.

“Two grunts?”

Stark sighed and raised his hand.

“You need to lay off the red, white, and blue drinks, Sugar.”

He looked you up and down and you don’t know if it was the drinks, but you weren’t mad at him. He was kind of charming.

“Barnes and Rogers. Part of the reason I keep you around, besides the fact that your IQ is within 20 points of mine, is the increased productivity around them when you are together. Competition is a wonderful thing for business.”

When the server appeared, he grabbed an elegant looking red drink.

“But lately productivity is falling. Hence Barnes’ new offer. It had to be done, Sugar. Now we all can concentrate on the work ahead.”

You frowned at what he was saying, not giving voice to your feelings on that subject. Stark sighed again and shook his head as he handed the drink to you, despite what he said earlier.

“Kir Royale.”

You accepted it and took a sip. Then you looked up at Stark. You were beginning to think that he might have been pretty cute when he was younger.

“I was Sugar, and I’m a handsome devil now.”

You gasped and put your hand over your mouth as he winked and walked away, not knowing you’d said that out loud. You watched him walk away as he commented over his shoulder.

“Nice dress, Sugar. It’s making several people all hard, soft, and wet.”

You gasped again, looking down. The dress covered everything, and you didn’t know what he was talking about. You turned toward the river and the afternoon sun again, finally realizing.

The sun was shining through your dress and everyone behind you could see everything you had to offer. And you hadn’t worn any underwear because you came with Bucky.

You quickly made your way down the lawn to the edge of the hedge maze to put the greenery at your back and to watch the water in privacy. Irritation was on the edge of your brain, but the drinks were making everything mellow.

So what, your boyfriend had accepted a position in Romania for a year?

So what, you couldn’t go with because you’d won a coveted Stark fellowship that extended your housing and salary into while you studied in graduate school at NYU?

So what, Bucky didn’t consult you before committing himself?

So what, you were an idiot who thought you could have happily ever after?

You jumped at a noise behind you. You wheeled around and were stopped in your tracks.

“Hey Sugar.”

Steve was there, with a strange look on his face, but his bright blue shirt was making those eyes pop.

“Oh. Hullo Steve.”

You pouted at him and he almost fell to his knees.

Things had been different with you and Steve since you and Bucky had gotten together last year. You were still friends, but he kept you at arms length. You didn’t think much about it, because you’d been wrapped up in your relationship, but as you looked at him now, the guilt hit you full force.

“Oh shit, Cap! It’s your birthday!”

His Lacrosse moniker flew from your lips as you threw yourself into his arms for a hug. Steve was caught off guard and stumbled backward, but managed to break your fall with his body. His hard body.

“Thank you. You remembered.”

You were both laughing as you untangled from each other on the ground.

“Of course I did! I’m your bestie, right?”

You gave him your bightest smile.

“Bestie. Right.”

Steve thought of the innocent kiss you’d shared last year. He thought of it every day, in fact. But you were Bucky’s girl. He looked at you and grinned. You made him so happy. You and Bucky were his only family, so he was glad to be with you today, if only for a moment.

“I see you were trying to be alone. I’ll leave you be.”

The sight of you made him weak, so he made to leave before he said something stupid. Then, he felt your hand grab his.

“Just where do you think you’re going, Mister?”

“Ummm…?”

“Um, nothing! We’re going to celebrate your birthday in style, Bestie.”

Your eyes sparkled at him.

“Are you ready for your reconnaissance mission?”

—--

20 minutes later, you and Steve met in the same place, behind the hedges. He’d completed his mission with table cloth and a box full of some hor’s d'oeuvres from the party. Steve had charmed one of the servers in the kitchen.

He took you in, a mischievous look on your face and your arms behind your back. Your nipples were pointed right at him through your dress and his mouth went dry.

“What do you have there?”

Steve’s deep baritone and his raised eyebrow did something to you, but you shook it off as you brought your hands in front of you. Steve barked at your audacity.

You’d swiped a bottle of Stark’s Bollinger Vieilles Vignes Françaises from the bar and the entire top to the strawberry and blueberry five tier sponge cake that was on the buffet.

“Only the best for my bestie!”

Steve shook his head at you as you set up the picnic.

You and Steve talked like you hadn’t in over a year. You ate and drank and just relaxed, bringing your old vibe back. Everything was perfect, even the beginning sunset across the water.

Until Steve complimented your dress.

“This is nice.”

He took it in his hand to feel the fabric, bushing his fingertips along your thigh. You shivered and looked down at his hand, leaving Steve to marvel at your eyelashes across your cheeks. Then, you looked back up at him and reached up to feel his beard.

“So is this. Been meaning to tell you.”

Steve’s new-ish whiskers were somehow stiff, but soft, and you let your fingertips linger against his face, eyes drawn to his lips, made even more red by the strawberries off the cake. You licked yours unconsciously, thinking of that 7 minutes in heaven last summer.

“So… what do you want for your birthday?”

You reluctantly withdrew your hand from his face and sat back on your knees, hands on your thighs. For some reason, that made Steve hot and bothered. He considered you.

“Today has been great. The food, the drink, the cake.”

He grinned.

“”Great’, but not ‘Perfect.’”

You cocked your head at him and Steve wanted his hands on you.

“What would make it perfect?”

Steve grabbed the bottle of champagne and took a swig because you hadn’t gotten any glasses.

“It’ll never happen.”

Your interest was piqued.

“Never say never, Cap.”

Was Steve drunk, or was your voice more sultry? He shook his head, partially to clear it, and partially in denial.

“I think I can say never with confidence on this one.”

You got up on your knees and grabbed his arm.

“C’mon, please, please, please! It’s your birthday. I’ll do anything to make it happen, pleaaaseeeee!”

You bouncing up and down begging on your knees made Steve’s reserve snap.

“I want to kiss you.”

You stopped moving and your mouth hinged open. Then you licked your lips.

“Ummmmmm….”

“That’s what I thought.”

Steve took another swig.

“Can’t do that. You’re Buck’s girl…”

Your reticence evaporated at the mention of James Barnes.

“Fuck Bucky.”

And you threw yourself at Steve, causing him to drop the bottle, then blindly feel for it, making sure it was upright before pulling you into his lap.

The kiss was less innocent than the first, all lips, tongues and teeth, even biting as Steve sought to possess you. You found yourself grinding on Steve’s bulge as year old memories of what his casually swinging roommate cock looked like flashed through your mind.

Then you stopped, moved off Steve’s lap and lay back on the table cloth, eyes closed and hand on your heaving chest.

“That was great.”

You chuckled and smiled, eyes still closed. You missed Steve’s eyes roaming over your prone body.

“Great, but not perfect?”

“I wasn’t talking about kissing you on those lips….”

Your eyes flew open the now dark sky and you turned your head to see Steve lying next to you, a pained look on his face.

“Steve…”

“I know… but… damn Sugar… I’m down bad for you. Always have been.”

You looked into those baby blues and you knew it was true.

“I….”

Instead of saying what you wanted to say, you shifted and pulled your dress up slowly, causing Steve’s eyes to follow every move, and an unconscious groan to escape from his lips. When you revealed your naked core to him, he got up on his knees.

“We’ve got to make your birthday perfect, now don’t we?”

Steve gulped.

“Oh, Sugar…Sugar…”

He looked up at you, eyes dilated.

“You sure…?”

“Kiss me, Stevie…”

You let your leg fall open, and Steve’s hands were on you, pulling you toward him as he leaned down toward your naked bottom. He put his hand under your thigh and propped it up and over his shoulder.

His hot breath against your pussy lips made you shudder. He looked up at you.

“I knew you’d be pretty everywhere.”

You smiled and put your hand in his hair, scratching his scalp.

“You’re so nice, Steve.”

He raised his eyebrow.

“Nice? I’ll show you nice.”

And he leaned down and liked your pussy, tongue sweeping into your sweet tang and setting his world on fire.

“Fucking delicious…”

“Languagggeeeeee… Stevie, fuck!”

You couldn’t handle it as he dove in and pulled and sucked your clit like taffy candy

Steve chuckled, then looked up at what he was doing to you. Your head was thrown back, one hand still grabbing his hair and the other on your breast.

“Look at me.”

You brought your head up to see him and then gasped as he spit on your pussy and then licked it up.

“Shit, Steve…”

His mouth had disappeared into your cunt as you replied.

“T-ththat wasn’t very nice. In fact…”

You had to stop speaking because now Steve had brought two thick fingers up and had entered your slick passage. The way he finger fucked you while sucking your clit made your eyes roll back in your head. You had his hair tight and the tighter you pulled, the more he groaned and licked you up.

You grunted through your orgasm, still cognizant that people might hear you.

After you came, Steve looked up at you and curled his fingers which were still inside you, making you slap your hand over your mouth as you keened behind it. That extended your orgasm and had you searching for air as Steve’s hand ran up your dress to squeeze your soft breasts.

“That was great, Sugar. But you know what would be perfect?”

You knew knew what was coming next.

You thought.

“If you rode my face and came in my mouth.”

“Oh.”

You were sure that you looked like a fish the way your mouth stayed open in surprise.

You were sexy as hell to Steve Rogers.

He moved smoothly down to the ground and you took in the tent that was made through his khaki pants. You were a little disappointed. You wanted him inside you.

Steve chuckled and reached out his arms, grabbing for you.

“C’mere, Sugar, bring me that sweet, sweet sugary cream.”

You blushed, despite the debauchery you just participated in, and allowed yourself to be pulled up to Steve’s chest, your skirt fanning around him as he hooked his arms around your thighs and moved your skirt up for access.

“Now, I want you to sit on my face.”

“That handsome face with that big ass tongue?”

You used to tease him about it all the time.

Steve smiled and nodded.

“Ummmhmmmm.”

He stuck his tongue out and wiggled it.

“The better to eat you with, my dear.”

Then he turned and kissed your thigh. Next, his blue eyes bore into yours.

“Now, bring that ass here…”

You couldn’t help but obey as you raised up on your thighs and scooted up as he scooted down. He pulled you down so that you were seated perfectly on his face, his tongue spearing inside you. His hands held you apart as next he did a swirly thing and also a full lick from the top to the bottom of you, all the while watching you.

All shyness disappeared as soon you were grabbing his hair again and undulating on his mouth. Steve nodded and groaned, which encouraged you to go for the gold.

“Oh, my god, Steve…”

You fucked yourself on his face as he sucked and tweaked your clit, listening to his moans of pleasure. The thought that this is what he wanted to do on his birthday was getting you off.

Oh, and the stunning cunnilingus that this man was performing on you helped as well.

At first you thought it was your orgasm, but the fireworks that were lighting up the sky wasn’t from your own climax, but the thousands of dollars Stark paid for them. You allowed yourself to scream as you squirted into Steve’s mouth, and you collapsed over him as he scooted out, flipped up your skirt and licked you clean.

You lay shivering on the ground watching the lights in the sky as Steve lay down beside you and viewed the fireworks with you.

He pulled you into his arms as you whispered, “What about that?”

You wiggled your bottom against his boner.

“That will get taken care of, one way or another.”

Steve leaned up and kissed your cheek.

“Right now, this moment is perfect.”

You smiled and relaxed, thinking that what you had given Steve was also a gift to yourself.

Stars sparked in the sky as you snuggled into Steve’s arms and Bucky turned away from the hedge, heading toward Romania.

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veltana · 9 months

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Possessive!Bucky/Roommate!Reader - I will kill them if they touch you

Unfortunately, recently he's picked up a habit of intimidating the people you go on dates with. He stands behind you when they come to pick you up, and his large frame and cold eyes make many of them cower away. A few have turned around right away, others have asked if that's your boyfriend or something, thinking it was some type of open relationship/cuckold situation.

TW: This fic contains dubcon

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bucky-barnes-diaries · 2 years

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Day 19 — Scary Movie

Pairing || Roommate!Bucky x Female!Reader

Word Count || Around 600

Contents & Warnings || Fluff, Hint of Angst — jump scare.

Authors Note || I’ve written something similar to this HERE. But I’ve expanded and improved on it a little in this version.

Disclaimer || English is not my first language so I apologise for any mistakes or misunderstandings!

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Tonight was yours and Bucky’s weekly movie night, and since it was October, you were, of course, going to watch something spooky together.

“Alright, doll, are you ready for some spooks?” Bucky exclaimed as he walked into the living room with a bowl of popcorn in hand. He placed it on the coffee table, along with all the other snacks and drinks you were going to feast on this evening.

“Oh, you know I am.” You rubbed your hand together, excited for it all—snacks, movie, and some quality time with your roommate.

He plopped down beside you with all the soft and fluffy blankets that you had laid out, making himself comfortable. You smiled as you brushed shoulders, taking in the matching Halloween-themed tracksuits you both wore.

“Ok, time to get scared,” Bucky grinned while pressing play on the movie.

You loved scary movies just as much as Bucky did. It was a strong passion you had together. But even though you loved them, that didn’t mean you never got scared shitless. In fact, you did almost every time.

The more into the scary parts you got, the smaller you reduced yourself, sinking into the comfort of the safe sofa as you held up the edge of the blanket, ready to block your view if anything scary came on.

Bucky flickered his eyes to you ever so often, grinning at how adorable you were. The arm that he kept on the back of the sofa felt restless. He wanted to drape it across your shoulder and pull you closer to him so he could comfort and protect you, but he felt maybe that would be a little too forward, considering you were only friends.

A particular frightening scene came on, making you jolt from your seat and gasp in fear. You curled up into his side, hiding your face there—seeking safety and security in him.

“Hey.” Bucky felt that this was the appropriate time to comfort you, so he draped his arm over your shoulder and pulled you closer so you could lay your head on his warm chest. “It’s ok, doll, I’ve got you.”

He smiled so sweetly down at you while you grinned up at him. His beautiful face lighting up in that gorgeous smile had you melt inside, and your heart beat in a way that it had only recently started doing when you looked upon your roommate.

You found his hand and laced your fingers. A bold move, but you hoped he would understand that it was because of your recent scare and not something else that you weren’t ready to reveal to him yet. His hand was so much bigger, cupping yours in a gentle grasp—fitting like two puzzle pieces.

“Thank you, Bucket,” you muttered as you nuzzled further into him, inhaling his scent that bonded itself into your brain, making you feel safer. You directed your attention back to the movie that wasn’t so scary anymore with Bucky protecting you.

Bucky’s heart filled with butterflies, and a hint of a blush tinted his cheeks due to your closeness and the pet name you had for him, making him feel lightheaded and soft inside.

He wanted to pour out his feelings for you. These romantic feelings he’s held for so long that were bursting to be set free and to be known by you. But he decided, maybe for another scary movie night…

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roommate bucky fics!!!

Roommate!Bucky

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here!!!

ONESHOT

Late into the Night by @wehaveabucky-archive

“you’re my roommate who’s super cute and it’s the middle of the night and you’re cramming for your exams in your flannel pyjamas and disheveled hair and it’s becoming increasingly hard for me not to kiss you” au

not even a little by @intrepidacious

The problem of living with Bucky is that he makes it impossible not to fall in love with him. Even though you could list several hundred reasons why it’s a bad idea. And you have.

Warm Comforts by @jadedvibes

A sudden breakup causes you to feel self-doubt and insecurity about your situation. Fortunately, it’s nothing your sweet roommate and a little Legally Blonde can’t fix.

Under the Sheets by @vanderlustwords

Bucky spends more time out of his dorm than in it with how much his roommate amorously makes love to his girlfriend. Luckily, his cute across-the-hall neighbor is generous about lending her place to him. Bucky’s unsure if he wants to hug or kiss his roommate for putting him in the situation he is in now.

Bubblegum Ice Cream by @bucky-at-bedtime

Babysitting with your roommate, Bucky.

no filter by @buckysdior

bucky is a grump who gets flustered easily. reader has a habit of drunk calling and not having a filter

Roommates by @backpackfullofplums

Bucky gets his own apartment because he wants to be independent and not rely on Steve. After a while he gets lonely so he puts up an advert for a roommate.

Saturday Mornings by @delaber

Bucky loves his Saturday morning routine but is disappointed when he finds it has changed.

Redamancy by @renxzs

Maybe it was a bit naive to think moving in with your best friend and long-time crush, Bucky Barnes, was going to be some smooth road that led to an admittance of mutual feelings for one another and a happily-ever-after ending, wrapped up nicely in a bow. Naive indeed; especially when you have to consider the fact that Bucky is the biggest womanizer you know.

sugar by @sunshinebuckybarnes

You have another terrible date but luckily your roommate is around to help.

Do Not Fall In Love by @bucksangel

after becoming roommates with a virtual stranger - that stranger being the notorious bucky barnes - navigating living with him and an onset of feelings you refuse to acknowledge is working pretty well. that is, until, he gets injured far worse than you ever imagined.

no more losers by @witchywithwhiskey

your obnoxious roommate bucky barnes interjects himself in a conversation about your sex life, and things take a turn you didn't expect.

SERIES

home for the holidays by @classylo

your mom had been pestering you for weeks about coming home for thanksgiving and bringing along the boyfriend you've kept secret for so long...

Little Lavender Friend by @thepsychewrites

The stories and encounters you and Bucky face as roommates, best friends, and eventual lovers.

Pride and Privacy by @adrinktostopyourthirst

Bucky works on himself as he gets used to a roommate. Turns out, she has a much better room than him and he crossed the line.

Project V by @babyboibucky

You ask your best friend Bucky a favor of a lifetime.

roommates by @pietrotheavenger

the mundanity of being roommates with bucky.

the feelings mutual by @bucksfucks

the amount of times you and bucky have seen each other masturbating is alarmingly high. might as well do it together.

Lonely Night by @marvelouslizzie

Your crush on your roommate gets out of hand. His smile ruins you in a way you never expected.

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sweetsweetnuit · 2 years

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synopsis: the first orgasm bucky gives you is with his fingers.

pairing: bucky barnes (roommate) x fem!reader

word count: 2.1k

warnings: 18+ ONLY. friends to lovers, slow burn, dirty talk, praise kink, soft dom bucky, inexperienced reader, fingering, finger riding, grinding/dry humping

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Your self proclaimed celibacy had been going great for about three months. It’s not like you were missing out on much, the sex you tended to have was mediocre at best. Now that there wasn’t any pressure on finding pleasure in a partner, you were more than happy with your drawer full of toys.

Then, Bucky Barnes derailed your entire fucking life.

Three months without sex didn’t seem so bad when you were living alone and working so often you barely had time to think about sex. Moving in with Bucky made that nearly impossible.

You quickly learned that he seldom wore a shirt, strolled around after his showers with a towel hanging low on his hips, and loved to call you both sweetheart and sweet girl. It both melted your heart and made your pussy throb.

That’s how you also got yourself into this situation, several months later, sitting with Bucky on the couch. Neither of you are paying attention to the movie that’s playing, too focused on each other.

“A…do-over?” You ask, tone indicating confusion as Bucky nods and take a sip of his beer.

“Yeah, exactly.” He confirms, but you’re still confused.

You’ve grown close to Bucky over the months, becoming each other’s confidants and pseudo-therapists. The one thing that Bucky doesn’t know is your vow to be celibate, although you’re pretty fucking close to breaking it right about now.

Bucky’s sitting on the couch, one arm resting along the length of the back of the couch while his thick thighs are slightly splayed. He’s not wearing anything particular, just a tight shirt and some jean. But he is wearing a backwards hat that’s sending you into a frenzy.

His dark brown hair was curling out of the sides of his cap, practically begging to be tugged at.

“You’re offering to give me a do-over?” You ask, furrowing your eyebrows together as Bucky leans forward to place his empty beer bottle on the cheap and stained coffee table.

“I mean, if you want,” he shrugs his shoulders, entirely unfazed by the subject matter.

He’s practically offering to be your first everything in an effort to make it good. And you wanted it, needed it, from the way your core throbbed. Lately, your fingers and toys just haven’t been able to satisfy yourself.

“Listen, sweetheart.” Bucky says, turning his body so he’s facing you. “Sex is so supposed to be so fucking good.”

You’re thankful for the lowlight in the apartment so he can’t tell just how embarrassed you are. Or how much of an effect his words have on you. By this point, your panties are slick and you can’t sit still.

“You deserve to get an orgasm or two out of sex.” He smirks, his perfect teeth on display as you roll your eyes playfully.

“That’s so easy for you to say, you’re a guy after all.” You grumble, letting him move closer to you until his knees bumped yours.

His fingers brush your leg, forcing you to look at how big his hands look compared to yours. He’s also close enough where you can smell his body wash and cologne; it smells of earthy tones.

“Look at me, sweet girl.” He whispers, your eyes meeting his and they’re much darker and hungrier.

“If you let me get my hands on you, I promise you won’t leave until you’re so fucked out you don’t remember your own name.” A soft gasp leaves your mouth at his words.

You have to actively fight the urge to wiggle your hips in hopes of finding some friction to dull the ache. Your stomach is coiling and you feel more on edge than you ever have been.

“Bucky,” he’s leaning in closer now.

“You deserve a do-over, baby. Let me give it to you.” He’s nearly pleading, nose bumping yours and you swallow thickly before you speak again.

“There’s something you should know first.” You find the courage to speak, watching him nod as his posture turns more serious.

“I’ve uh, I haven’t had sex in a really long time. I kinda made a pact with myself.” You say, chuckling dryly as you watch Bucky’s throat bob as he swallows.

“How, uh, how long?” His voice is cracked and raspy, both of your breathing becoming slightly uneven.

You bite your lip, thinking back trying to get a rough estimate. For a moment, you want to lie to him, but then you realize how stupid that is because Bucky would never judge you for anything.

“About seven months.”

Bucky turns his head, drops it and then bites down on his fist as he lets out a low, “fuck.”

When he looks back at you, he’s a totally different man. This man looks like he wants to break you, have you completely at his mercy as he claims you.

“We’re going to have to go slow, then, sweetheart.” He says, the gravel in his voice making it even deeper as you lick your lips and nod.

He places two tentative hands on your upper thighs, silently waiting for your consent. When you nod, not hesitating they go under your ass as he turns his body and hauls you into his lap so you’re straddling him.

Bucky is warm and thick when you place your shaking hands on his chest, moving them up to his shoulders for support. You can’t remember another time that you were this excited to be on someone’s lap. You’re practically vibrating with excitement.

“I need you to listen to me, okay?” He suddenly asks. “If at any point you want to stop, you say so, yeah?”

You nod your head, “okay.”

He hums, content with your answer as his hands run up and down your sides, the featherlight touches sending goosebumps to erupt over your skin.

“I’m going to kiss you now,” he murmurs, a faint smirk on his lips as you’re smiling and leaning down to meet his lips.

They’re soft and warm. Entirely inviting and captivating as he lightly nips at your bottom lip. His tongue brushes over your own when you invite him in. You’ve never had a French kiss you enjoyed this much. There’s the right amount of tongue and you moan when he nips at your bottom lip.

“Can I be honest with you, sweetheart?” Bucky asks, panting lightly from the kiss.

His lip are swollen and wet, much like you’re sure yours are, but he looks so fucking good in this moment. The light from the lamp hits Bucky in a way that accentuates the sharp features of his nose, chin, and eyebrows.

You nod, waiting for his answer. He tightens his grip on your hips, slowly moving your over his lap. It takes you by surprise, a gasp leaving through your parted lips as pleasure rockets through your limbs.

“I had a dirty dream about you.” He purrs, his teeth skimming the sensitive skin of your neck and collarbones as you shudder.

“R-really?” You can barely speak, too consumed in the way his rough jeans feel against your thinly clad core.

“Mhm,” he hums, kissing up your neck now. “Do you want me to tell you all about it?”

When your eyes meet his again, they’re entirely consumed by his iris. The blue is nearly gone and you feel like your skin is too hot and your clothes too tight.

You only nod your head again, your throat suddenly far too dry as you thickly swallow. He hums again, eyes raking down your body and stopping at where your nipples have poked through your shirt.

“I’m gonna need your help though, okay?” He then says, “can you be a good girl and help me out?”

Fuck. You moan at his words, closing your eyes to try and calm down before opening them. “Yes.” It’s really the only response you can give him because the throb in your panties is nearly unbearable.

He smiles widely, half lidded eyes watching you as he stills your hips to a torturous pace. Bucky’s fingers go to the hem of your shirt, “can I take this off, baby?”

You don’t say anything, instead, you’re throwing your own shirt off and behind you somewhere as Bucky watches you with amused eyes. The air is cool against your bare breasts and Bucky inhales sharply.

You can really feel him, now. Thick and hard under your lap as he licks his lips in hunger. But he doesn’t touch you, not yet.

“Let’s get these off too, yeah?” He mumbles, referring your leggings. Again, you don’t wait, letting him help you peel them off your legs before you’re standing in nothing but your panties before him.

“Absolutely prefect.” Bucky murmurs, pressing a kiss to your soft stomach before hauling you back into his lap.

The friction is delicious with just your panties in the way, the harsh fabric of his jeans enough to stimulate your clit. You’re digging your nails into his shirt, too, in order to hold yourself steady.

“Lucky for us,” Bucky begins. “This is exactly how my dream started.” You’re wondering if you can come from just words, because you’re close.

“You were grinding that pretty little pussy over my cock, just like this.” He whispers, a thick metal arm wrapped around your waist.

His free hand ghosts over your core now, “and you were making the prettiest noises, baby.” He grins, two fingers running up and down your covered cunt.

It startled you, jolting your body forward as a moan tumbles from your mouth, “I just couldn’t keep my fingers off of you.”

You never want his hands to leave your body. Not when he’s igniting you so quickly and making you a mess. Reduced to whimpers and incoherent noises.

“Bucky.” You whimper, “more.”

He adds some pressure, your toes curling against the couch. You’re about to rip your panties off if Bucky doesn’t, you can’t wait anymore, it’s fucking torture and it’s making your brain melt.

Bucky finally dips his hand into your panties, collecting your slickness on his two fingers before focusing on your clit.

“Can you make a mess for me on my fingers, sweetheart? I wanna see you come, wanna feel you wrapped around my fingers.” He purrs, teasing your entrance now.

His fingers stay there for a few slow seconds before slowly easing into you. He’s gentle, aware that you haven’t had sex in nearly a year. One finger works you first, opening you up before the second joins deep inside of you.

Your legs are already shaking, eyes tightly wrung shut as Bucky strokes the spongey sweet spot with the tips of his fingers.

“Sweetheart,” his voice is rough and low. “Open your eyes for me.”

You comply, managing to pry them open to meet his. “Ride my hand, make yourself feel good for me.” Oh God. You choke out a half sob, half whimper as your hips buck forward.

He helps, moving his fingers in perfect rhythm with your hips as you shamelessly grind over his fingers and you’re close. You’re really fucking close to coming all over Bucky’s hand.

“That’s it, baby. That’s a good girl. Feels good, right? Don’t think about anything but how good it feels. And don’t you fucking dare hold back. You come when you wanna come, sweetheart.”

Your hips move much, much faster and sloppier now as your orgasm grasps you. It’s intense, more intense than any other orgasm you’ve had in your lifetime and it steals the air in your lungs.

Bucky is right there, riding you through your high. Wave after wave, he’s holding you close and peppering soft kisses to your neck and shoulders until your slump against his warm chest. His heart is racing, cock still painfully hard and you’re still swimming in pleasure.

When his fingers leave you, you feel empty. You want, no, need, more and you’re about to get on your knees before he presses a soft kiss to your lips.

“Fuck, Bucky.” You chuckle, overwhelmed and shocked in the best way possible as he smiles back up at you.

“I think that’s enough for tonight, yeah? It’s late anyways and I thought you were about to pass out for a moment,” he chuckles.

In any other scenario, you would roll your eyes and reply with your own snarky comments. But right now? Bucky was right, you nearly astral projected from that orgasm.

“But what about…uh, do you want me to, you know—“ Bucky is quick to cut you off.

“You don’t worry about me, this is about you, remember, sweetheart.�� He says earnestly and your stomach drops, realizing that this is just something that Bucky is offering to you.

“Oh yeah, no, okay. I was just…offering to pay back, uh, the orgasm?” You don’t sound confident in your response, Bucky smiling as he kisses your nose.

“Rest up, sweetheart. We’re just getting started.”

With that, you and Bucky part ways until you’re in bed staring at your ceiling wondering how the fuck you got into this situation and how the fuck you were able going to find another man as generous as Bucky fucking Barnes.

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