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writingchalamet · 1 year

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Set a Fire in My Heart

Summary: You live in the same building as Bucky and Sam always teases Bucky about going out with you, little does he know that you have feelings for him, and you end up taking him out to a 40's themed bar.

*Warnings - none, pure fluff, kissing, soft Bucky.

You could hear Bucky and Sam's distinct distinct laughter in the hallway of the apartment building as you neared the front door with your laundry basket. A small smile crept its way to your face as you heard Sam's muffled voice teasing Bucky about something, likely something that happened on a mission. You opened your door clutching the laundry basket against your hip, awkwardly bumping into the frame of the door as you squeezed passed. Bucky's head instantly raised as he noticed your door opening and came rushing to your aid, taking the basket from under your arm, "hey, let me get that" Your eyes met and there was a prolonged silence where the two of you just stared at each other, you were completely lost in his angelic blue eyes and all the breath left your body for a moment in pure bliss. He gave you a subtle smile as his flesh hand grazed over your taking the basket from your grip.

"Are you two gonna talk or just stare at each other like psychopaths?" Sam interjected himself, and you were awakened from your trance like state, you gained your breath back and smiled shaking your head. you hummed to yourself shortly, before greeting the pair "Hi" you smiled, Bucky returned the greeting and Sam nodded towards you silently laughing at how awkward the pair of you were.

It was no secret to those looking in that you and Bucky were head over heals for each other, which is why Sam could not understand why in the last year Bucky hadn't asked you out on a date. From the first second he saw you stepping out from the moving van carrying a box, he saw a light in his best friends eyes he had never seen before, and it just so happened you were moving in on the same floor just two doors down, Sam thought Bucky had hit the Jackpot. From that point on every time the two of you had seen each other neither one of you could really talk, too caught up in one another's eyes to say anything, which Sam found to be hilarious.

"How are you? I've not seen you for a while have you guys been on a mission?" you asked genuine concern laced in your voice, Bucky noticed your eyebrows arched with worry ever so slightly which he found adorable. "Yeah I'm good, we have been on a mission across Europe, nothing to major, all is well, how are you though?" - "sure if you call 10 guys in tactical gear trying to assassinate the president of France a 'non major threat' then sure we're all good!" Sam jumped in sarcastically, your eyes bulge and your mouth goes agape. Bucky gives Sam a light slap on his chest with his vibranium limb. "Are you really trying to downplay being a superhero Bucky?" you teased him with a cheeky smile. he goes to reply "I mean-" Sam interjects again "the answer is yes Buck, anyway you got any plans today y/n, or this weekend, or near future?" he hints nudging Bucky who clears his throat and looks to the ground. "no apart from doing my laundry, I actually have some annual leave so I'll just be chilling, hanging out." There was a brief pause where the three of you all looked back and forth between each other. "Umm well I guess I should get on with my laundry then..." Bucky smiles and hands you back your basket as your hands gently outstretch towards him. "It was nice seeing you both, I'm glad your mission went well, I'll see you later" you nod towards both the men giving them one last smile over your shoulder as you head towards the elevator.

as soon as you are out of ear shot Sam hits Bucky's chest, "What the hell man, she just basically begged you to ask her out!" Sam exclaimed arms flailing in the air, a pissed off expression clear on his face. "what no she didn't" Bucky shoots himself down. "Yes she did man! she explicitly told you she doesn't have anything going on for the foreseeable future, if that's not an invitation to ask her out on a date then I don't know what is!" Bucky continued to shake his head and started walking back towards his own apartment.

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It was a few days later and all you had done on your time off was think about Bucky, you had given him so many opportunities to ask you on a date but he seemed to miss every single one. You initially figured it was to do with the fact that he was 106 years old and you were in your mid twenties but you could clearly see that he was attracted to you, from the way he looked at you to the way he acted around you, you had dated your fare share of people to understand what plain attraction looks like, but why wouldn't he ask you out, was he just as frightened of rejection as you? He had fought aliens, and helped saved the world from numerous threats but was too scared to ask out a girl so you thought you would bite the bullet and ask him on a date yourself. simple as that and if he says no, you only ever had to see him in the hallways.

You poured yourself a large glass of wine for liquid luck and downed it, giving yourself a glance over in the mirror, you fixed your hair and made your way into the hallway, taking in a deep breath as you reach his front door, you knock softly on his front door, part of brain praying it was too soft for him to hear to save yourself the pain if he says no, but to your luck, and Bucky's super soldier hearing he opens almost straight away. "Y/n are you okay?" he looks around the hallway to spot if there was any danger, you never knock on his door. "Yes Bucky, I'm good, very good actually, I wanted to ask if you umm... If you would like to go out with me this evening... on a date?" your face was so serious Bucky could not tell if this was a joke that Sam had put you up to. "Are you sure?" Bucky's response made your head tilt, you had never been asked if you were sure you really wanted to go on a date with someone you had asked out, you laughed out loud and shook your head, "I wouldn't have asked you if I wasn't sure" you smile up at him and see a blush rise from his neck up to his cheeks. It was a notion you had never seen from him before but one you would grow to love. "Yes, I would love to go out with you" he responds smiling, blush still very apparent on his cheeks. "Okay great, be ready for 8, I have somewhere in mind, dress smart, I'll see you later" with a rush of confidence you brazenly lean in and plant a kiss on his blushed cheeks which only make them burn hotter, you swiftly turn on your feet and practically run back to your apartment with your heart pounding from your chest. Bucky is just left stood at his door stunned, in disbelief that this is actually happening.

As soon as he steps back inside his apartment he reaches for his phone on the counter to call Sam. He hears the chimes of the phone ringing for a few moments before Sam finally answers "What's up cyborg!" HIs voice booms through the speakers, "You tell me Sam, have you been talking to Y/n over the last few days?" Bucky questions him "Y/n, what would I have to say to her?" "I don't know Sam, maybe encouraging her to ask me on a date?" Bucky sighs hoping his sabotaging thoughts were not a reality. "She asked you out!!! Oh wow, when, how, where, when, why?!" Sam practically screams down the phone, "well I'm trying to figure out the why now Sam, did you or did you not put her up to this?" Bucky burst out his frustration. "Man do you really think I would do that to you, no I did not tell her to ask you out, I've been telling you for months that she's into you too! please tell me you said yes?" there is a pause and Bucky lets out another sigh, this time of relief. "Yeah I said yes, we're going out tonight at 8... I'm sorry I accused you, I uh, just really like her and I'm in my head." he hears Sam chuckle from the other end of the phone "I know man, just promise me you'll have a good time"

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7.59pm

Bucky waited promptly by his door fixing his cufflinks, nervously shaking his legs, he thought about going into the hallway to meet you, or to even knock on your door, but he didn't want to scare you off with his eagerness . The second the clock turned 8pm there was a soft knock on his front door, the truth is you had also been anxiously waiting in the hallway, counting down the minutes to tap on his door. He secretly appreciated your promptness, never much enjoying being later for anything. He opened the door to see you standing there, beautiful as ever he thought, hair cascading down in soft curls, half pinned up at one side with a tortoise patterned clip, a deep purple slip dress with a cowl back, it was simple but elegant you thought. Bucky admired you, his eyes drinking you all in, you just looked at him almost laughing as he continued to eye you up and down, he clearly appreciated the effort you had put in. "Hi" Bucky released a breath he didn't know he was holding as he leaned towards you and placed a soft kiss on your cheek, a smile instant on your face, "shall we head out?" Buck just nods in return and takes your hand.

Bucky is confused when you park your car by a convenience store and exit the car nodding your head excitedly for him to follow, he hears your car lock and thinks you must have to pick something up. You take his flesh hand once more and walk towards the worked behind the cash register, a youngish girl looks up from her phone and smiles at the pair of you. Bucky notices you slip her some money across the counter which he finds strange. he eyes the pair of you confused. "I'm looking for starlight, can you help me please?" Bucky is sure you're attempting to buy drugs for a moment in the most casual way possible and is bewildered by your ballsy attitude. "sure, ice cream freezer at the very back, mind the steps" the worker smiles and nods towards the back of the shop and goes back to scrolling though her phone, Bucky is still in utter confusion at the entire encounter. You squeeze Bucky's hand and give him a "come on" in encouragement, amused by his puzzled face.

You reach the Ice cream freezer door at the back of the shop and open the door towards you to reveal a dimly lit hallway and a set of stairs leading to a basement, you outstretch your hand signalling for Bucky to go first, he steps inside the freezer, which is not a freezer at all and walks down the hallway, you close the door behind you, as the pair of you begin to walk down the stairs the sound of 40's jazz music is muffled behind a door. Bucky's eyes begin to light up, you reach the bottom of the stairs and tap on the door in a certain rhythm and the door is opened for you, revealing a 1940's themed jazz bar, 'The Starlight Speakeasy' You smile as you look up to Bucky, his eyes almost filling with tears as he looks around the room in wonder. He knew these places existed but he never thought they would be this accurate, he felt like he had been transported back home, and he was 24 again off to war.

"Is this okay Bucky? I thought you'd like it, if it's too much we can go somewhere else?" you begin to ramble and he squeezes your hands, bringing them up to his chest, "this is more than perfect, thank you... now let me get you drink" he smiles and practically drags you to the bar. The warm crackle of the music playing through the speakers made you feel fuzzy and made Bucky feel at home, he ordered himself a beer and a glass of wine for you, he knows exactly what your favourite is after helping you carry your shopping up to your apartment many times, which made your heart flutter. "I bet it didn't cost you this much money for a drink back in the day" you laughed he shook his head "you wanna know how much a beer cost back then? not even a dime, like 4,5 cents" your eyes nearly fell out of your head "you're kidding right! that's insane, you must think everyone is trying to rob you with the cost of everything these days" Bucky only laughs and shakes his head. The pair of you find a table and sip your drinks, watching couples dancing, your head sways along to the music, and the pair of you chit chat. Bucky notices you sitting more on the edge of your seat, tapping your feet and he takes his chance, just then one of his favourite songs begins playing ' I don't want to set the world on fire' by the Ink Spots. Bucky stands and places his hand in front of your seated figure. You shyly place your hand in his and follow him to the dance floor.

He pulls you close and you instantly breath him in, he smells of cologne and the bitter beer he has been drinking, his flesh arm wraps around your waist and you hold onto his vibranium hand, you look up at him and see his eyes are closed, he looks peaceful, which is a sight you never want to leave your eyes. Your finger traces his finger to the palm of his hand and back to intertwine your fingers again. He opens his eyes at your touch, "Can you feel that, I read that Vibranium can take in kinetic energy does that mean you can still feel things with your hand?" your eyes met his in genuine wonder "I can, it's to do with the electrodes in my brain, but yeah I can feel things" after hearing this you took his hand and placed it against your cheek and leaned into it as you continued to sway. You could feel his pulse beating fast against your chest, he stroked your cheek and brushed his metal thumb across your soft lips, his hand stopped to softly grip your chin and pushed your head up slightly. Your eyes met briefly glancing between the baby blues and his pink lips, your breath hitched and he leaned it, catching your lips in a kiss. You nuzzled your nose against his after your short kiss before going back for more, his hand slid along your jaw holding just below your ear, his other arm tightening its grip, he opened his mouth encouraging you to deepen the kiss, you could feel his hot breath and the taste of bitter against his tongue as you deepened the kiss further. You wanted this moment to last forever but sadly you had to pull away to breathe. Bucky smiled and placed his hand back against your cheek brushing the blush that had risen.

"you have no idea how long I have wanted to do that" Bucky sighs out leaning his head down atop of yours. "oh believe me, I do" you giggle. The pair of you stayed like that for the rest of the night, continuing to dance, kiss, drink and talk the night away, it was the happiest Bucky had been for a very long time.

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mavsstar · 1 year

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.⋆˚𝐴 𝐿𝐼𝑇𝑇𝐿𝐸 𝐻𝐸𝐿𝑃

Summary︱Bringing a man home only meant one thing for you—boring, meaningless sex. After a pathetic attempt to experience a blissful release, Bucky offers to help out.

Pairings︱DBF!Roomate!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

W.C︱2.2k

Warnings︱18+ this is straight up porn, age gap, reader using a vibrator, slight dom/sub dynamics, моя игрушка means my toy, praise, stomach bulge, squirting, a little bit of aftercare at the end.

Author's note︱I had to make it DBF bc i am a total whore for older men and it's honestly perfect for it. PSA THE READER MET BUCKY WHEN SHE WAS OVER 18. HE DID NOT SEE HER GROW UP. Anyways enjoy :D Feedback and reblogs are greatly appreciated!

You laid on the bed, your body barely jerking as your date thrusted inside you. You wondered what went wrong. It wasn’t that the date in itself was bad, it turned out to be one of the best dates you’ve been on so far. He was a nice and a very attentive man.

“If only he could be that attentive in the bedroom,” you thought.

You let out fake moans to make it seem you were slightly enjoying it and avoiding hurting his ego. Though someone should, so he would finally know how terrible he is be in bed. At least he was pretty so it wasn’t such a terrible loss on your side. You had a decent view.

“I’m gonna cum,” he groaned into your neck.

“Please do so you can leave,” you said to yourself.

With one final grunt his body stilled over yours, dropping all his weight on you seconds later. You placed your hands on his chest and pushed him over. He took it as a silence cue to leave. All that could be heard was the condom being thrown in the trashcan and the sound of his footsteps. You wanted him gone so you could have your own fun.

You didn’t even bother turning around. Not even when he kissed you goodbye. When you heard the door shut, you immediately crawled across your bed to get to your vibrator that was deeply stuffed in the top drawer of your nightstand. You pulled the hot pink wand out and bit your lip in excitement.

A gleeful hum escaped your lips when you pressed the vibrator against your clit and turned it on. You threw your head back in pleasure, your lips parting open as breathy moans left your lips. When you felt the vibrator lose its intensity down to lower vibration you internally groaned but nonetheless tried to enjoy the pleasure.

Just as you felt your orgasm build up, the vibrator turned off. You frantically tried to turn it back on, mumbling a symphony of curses.

“Don’t do this to me now,” you wailed. Though the vibrator was fully dead.

Out of frustration you threw the vibrator across the room, causing a huge thud sound as soon as it hit the wall. At least Bucky wasn’t here to hear any of it otherwise he would’ve fully woken up.

“You have to be fucking kidding me!” you yelled into your pillow, your screams sounding muffled.

Seconds later you heard a knock on your door. “Honey, are you okay?”

You audibly gasped, Bucky wasn’t supposed to be here. You pulled the covers up to your chest just in case he came into the room. “Yeah I’m fine!”

“You sure?” He asked as he entered the room. He smirked when he saw the white sheet clinging onto your body, your fingers clutching the sheet for dear life.

“I th-thought you were supposed to b-be gone?” you stammered out, clearly nervous.

“I got back early.”

“How early?” you questioned, praying that he hadn't heard you and he just came back.

“4 hours ago,” he replied. Bucky took slow, agonizing steps towards you until he reached the side of your bed. “And I heard every little noise you made.”

“Oh no,” you sighed, hiding your face in your hands in embarrassment. “I’m so–oh god!”

You were so ashamed you could barely form a proper sentence. Your cheeks were on fire and you wanted to crawl into a little hole and die. While you were busy wallowing yourself in your mortification, you missed the way Bucky was undressing you with his own two eyes.

“Bucky I don’t even know what to say–I’m so sorry.”

Bucky’s hand softly gripped your chin and turned it so you were now facing him. “Sorry for what, Honey? For having sex? It’s natural, everyone does it.” His thumb swiped your bottom lip, adoring the way it bounced back. “You know what isn’t natural?”

You peered at him with doe eyes. “What?” you asked him.

Bucky mentally made sure to take a picture of you with the same exact look another day. God you drove him crazy with that simple look—his instincts begging him to fuck you senseless.

“To fuck a guy who can’t even make you cum.” Disappointment racked down his body thinking about the fact someone as pretty as you is missing out on oh so much. “Don’t worry, s’not your fault.”

“But what if it is?”

His grip slightly tightened, “trust me it isn’t. They don’t know the first thing about pleasure. If it’s anyone's fault, it’s theirs.”

“To your luck, I know just how to make you feel good.” He bent downwards, his lips ghosting above yours. Your eyes fluttered shut, fully expecting him to kiss you. When you didn’t feel his lips on yours, you opened your eyes and they were mere centimeters away. So close yet so far.

“Please Bucky,” you begged, inching your lips closer to his.

Bucky leaned back, relishing your desperation. “Please what, Honey?” He squished your cheeks together, your lips puckering together. “Use your words.”

“Please make me feel good.”

“Good girl,” Bucky praised. The praise sent warmth down your body.

He dropped his metal arm, slithering his way down to the bed sheets. He slowly starts pulling the sheet down, exposing every single part of your body. When the sheet was fully off Bucky lowly moaned. “I’m going to make you feel so good, you’ll never want anyone else to touch you ever again.”

Desperation won over and you tugged Bucky down with you. Nothing but teeth clashing and hands roaming everywhere on the other’s body. You tugged on the bottom of his shirt, silently signaling him to take it off. Bucky momentarily broke the kiss to peel off his shirt.

Your eyes hungrily ran down his body, it was all like an orgasm for your eyes. “Wow,” you whispered, mainly to yourself.

“You like what you see?” Bucky smugly asked. Bucky chuckled, watching your lust blow your eyes as you instantly nodded while you bit down your bottom lip sensually. “Of course you do, don’t you?”

Bucky chased your lips once again. This time the kiss was slower, more calculated. His hand snaked down to your body and his hand cupped your dripping pussy. Your thighs clenched together as you felt the cold touch from his metal hand.

“You’re dripping моя игрушка,” he growled against your lips. He grabbed your leg and hitched it over his, ensuring it stays open. He swiped his finger across your cunt to gather your wetness.

His fingers circled over your clit, eliciting small breathy moans from you. “Let all those pretty sounds моя игрушка.” Bucky’s middle finger left your clit, traveling down to your weeping hole. “I don’t want you to hold back.”

His finger entered inside you, your walls immediately clamping down on him. Bucky tested the waters and added a second finger. He was enamored with your blissed out face and he wasn’t even trying.

He began to thrust his fingers in and out, making sure to curl his fingers just at the right angle causing your legs to quiver around his hand. “Go on, grind your pretty pussy on my hand.”

You blindly obeyed his order. You grinded your hand on his palm, adding a delicious friction between your clit and his hand. Subconsciously you began to move faster, chasing a sweet, short euphoria.

“That’s it,” Bucky praised, pressing his palm a bit harder. “Just like that.”

Your first orgasm caught you by surprise. You could barely register what was going on before you gushed over his hand, your cum leaking down his fingers. Bucky pulled his fingers out and licked your essence, moaning at the sweet taste.

He pushed your shoulder back, laying you flat on your back on the bed. Bucky quickly pulled his sweatpants down along with his boxers. His cock sprang free from the clothed restraints and slapped his stomach. The tip was drenched in precum making your mouth water.

Bucky crawled on top of you, leaving kisses behind over your exposed skin. Once he was fully over you, he grabbed his cock and swiped it over your drenched cunt, swirling the tip on your sensitive button.

“Stop teasing,” you whined. You reached your hand down to guide him in but he swatted your hand away. With one hand Bucky pinned both of yours at the top of your head.

“Wait,” he warningly growled.

After a few more teasing swipes you felt Bucky’s tip prodding your entrance. Slowly, Bucky slid in and finally gave in to you. The stretch achingly burned yet nothing else has felt better. You felt every inch of his thick cock entering you.

“Oh god–you’re so big.”

“Aww моя игрушка,” Bucky cooed as kissed your nose, “I’m not even fully in yet.”

You looked down and Bucky was right. You both gasped out once he fully sheathed himself inside you. You have never felt so full in your entire life.

Bucky leaned his forehead against yours, his eyes scrunched in pleasure. “God you’re so tight.”

You felt like you were going to die if he wasn’t going to move. “Please move.”

Bucky pulled almost all the way out, ensuring the tip stayed in and then plunged himself deep into you, eliciting a silent scream from you. Your head fell back when Bucky started to thrust inside you. If you thought you felt pleasure before, this was heaven. You never thought someone could ever make you feel this good.

You somehow were able to loosen his grip on your hand. You grabbed his hand that was on your hip and guided him over to your lower stomach. “I can feel you in–here!” you exclaimed when he hit a particular spot.

“Oh there it is,” he muttered as he repeatedly hit your g-spot over and over. “Guess what моя игрушка, if I do this,” Bucky gabbed your leg and threw it over his hip, “you’ll feel so much better.”

“Bucky!” you screamed at the new angle. Tears pricked at your eyes from the overwhelming pleasure. Your walls fluttered around him and Bucky had to bite back his moans.

“No…wanna hear….you,” you pouted. “Bet you sound–so pretty.”

Bucky granted your wish and finally moaned, it was music to your ears. Hearing his moans turned you on even more.

“You’re so fuckin’ tight моя игрушка. I never want to leave your pretty pussy.”

“S’all yours,” you babbled out.

“Yeah? She’s all mine?” You nodded in response. Bucky didn’t really have to ask. Your pussy was his whether you were going to tell him or not. She belonged to him. You belonged to him.

You shook off his hand to unleash your other hand. Both of your hands ascended up his arms and found solace on his biceps. “Harder,” you whimpered. Your voice was barely above a whisper but Bucky heard it as clear as day. Bucky easily complied and thrusted harder.

“Please, please, please don’t stop,” you begged, your nails digging into his biceps. You were sure there would be marks but you couldn’t care less.

“Oh моя игрушка, I don’t think I’ll last,” Bucky groaned out.

You could barely respond with your orgasm rapidly approaching. “I’m gonna–”

“No, not yet. Wait until I say let go.”

“Bucky, I can’t hold it.”

“You can and you will.”

Bucky was determined to cum with you at the same time. He kept the same pace despite wanting to go faster. Though you made it nearly impossible with the way you gripped him like a vice.

“Bucky…”

“Just a little bit more.”

“Bucky I can’t!” you cried out, stray tears falling down your face. “Please!”

“Now,” Bucky practically demanded.

You finally let go of the knot that formed in the pit of your stomach. Your eyes screwed shut as you chanted Bucky’s name over and over like a prayer. It was all a new feeling to you and your body didn’t know how to react. You momentarily blacked out as you let your orgasm ride out.

“Holy shit,” Bucky gasped out, looking down at the mess you made all over his lower stomach that was now mixing in with his cum.

“I’m sorry Bucky,” you mumbled out, still fucked out. “I didn’t mean to.” Bucky shushed you, assuring you it was more than okay that you were more than welcome to gush all over his body.

Bucky pulled out, earning a whine from you. If you could have it your way Bucky’s cock would be inside you all night but you could barely form any words. Your body was profusely shaking from the intensity of your orgasm.

“That was the best sex I’ve ever had in my entire life.”

“Told you I know how to make you feel good. Turns out all you needed was a little help” Bucky boasted. He then handed you a bottle of water, “drink this, you’ll need it.”

While you drank the water Bucky left to go to the bathroom. He came back with a wet rag in one hand and clothes in the other. Bucky quietly cleaned you up, murmuring soft praises to you.

“You did so good for me,” Buckky whispered against your skin. “You were absolutely perfect.” You made a noise of contentment when Bucky slid his shirt over your head. You brought the material up your nose, deeply inhaling his scent.

“I’m never giving this shirt back,” you commented.

“Good,” Bucky replied as he laid right next to you. He pulled you into his chest, his arms wrapping around your shaky body, “it looks better on you anyway.”

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goldengirlls · 2 years

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Hi angel me again,

Slightly begging for you to create filthy texts for dbf or Stevie/bucky/all saints no sinners 😛😘

oh my gosh!! baby girl holy mother of jesus!! I feel like this fits bambi more than anything. she’s such a little tease and brat to bucky— she loves pushing his buttons and she does it every chance she gets!!

especially when he’s at work and she acts all innocent when she shows up to the office to bring bucky “lunch” after sending pictures of herself with just his dog tags around her neck. and she does bring feed him... just not with the food she brought him.

instead of texts i thought i’d create the aftermath of what those texts led to!

tease

pairings— dbf!bucky barnes x reader

warnings — unprotected sex, degradation, slight dumbification, spit kink, exhibitionist, fingering (anal)

summary— actions have consequences

authors note — needed office sex desperately and im obsessed with the gif & i wrote this fast so im sorry for errors!!

𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 | 𝗌.𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍

“Bambi, such a bad girl.” Bucky’s cock hitting every nerve and vein, making your eyes see the back of your head, “Sendin’ me pictures when I’m in meetings, fuck.”

It was harmless, really. A few pictures of you with just his dog tags on and maybe your pussy on display in the mirror across from his bed. A text following reading come home and play.

“She’s swallowin me right up baby, just like you did a couple minutes ago.” He chuckles as his cock slams in and out of you, brushing your spongey spot.

Your moans piercing his ears, grabbing a fistful of your hair and bringing your back to his chest— his pace never faltering. Black smeared under your eyes from your lips being wrapped his cock and the back of your throat sore from it hitting the back of it.

“ ‘m sorry daddy, just needed you today.” You somehow manage to push out of your fuzzy brain, your thighs shaking as your orgasm builds up.

“I know, such a dumb baby,” He moans watching his cock push in and out of you, your slick wrapped around his cock, the sound of your wetness making him moan, “Need daddy to touch ya all the time? Can’t do anything without me can ya baby? Silly girl.” His mind going to your puckered hole with the thoughts of his cock in there.

“Hear that?” The mixture of his cum and yours making the most beautiful sound each time he pushes in and out of you.

“Need daddy to fill all your pretty holes?” His hand smacking your ass, “Can daddy touch your other hole baby?” His question coming out as a moan.

You whine in response, slamming your ass harder into him as a yes.

“Need a yes baby.” Bucky’s hand tightens around your waist, anticipation oozing from him, just like his cum inside of you.

“Touch my hole daddy.” Moaning your pathetic response to him and making you wetter than you were before.

The mere thought has Bucky’s balls feel heavier, His tongue licking his lips as he brings his lips together spitting in between your spread cheeks watching it slide slowly between them.

His hand traveling to your mouth, “Get em nice and wet for me Bambi.” Two fingers shoved in your mouth, tongue dancing around his forefinger and middle finger and releasing them with a pop. Slowly he moves them to glide through your cheeks inching to your virgin hole.

It’s pornographically beautiful— you under him, mumbling incoherent nonsense as he slowly presses one finger into your hole.

Millions of thoughts swim through his mind. The one thought he’s thought of too may times is his cock stretching your puckered hole as it sucks him in each time he snaps his hips. The thought of his fingers fucking your weeping pussy as his cock leaks inside of your hole as you tell him don’t stop or ‘m cumming.

And that forbidden thought alone makes him twitch inside of your pussy needing to cum in you.

“Fuck Bambi— such a tight little hole and it’s all mine. Little virgin hole. Mine.” He grunts slamming his cock into you— sloppy and desperate for his release.

“All yours, wan’ you to fuck it daddy.” It’s desperate and with a few hiccups in between each word.

“Breed every hole daddy.” Clenching around his dick— close to your orgasm and asking for permission.

“Shit, babt.” Slipping another finger into your hole, slowly pushing them in an out as he begins scissoring them, needing to stretch you out for the next time.

It’s pathetic to him, how you manage to beg for him and in return he begs you to bring pleasure to him and your body. Marking it, breeding you and somehow its a display of love.

“Can’t wait to fuck this hole and fill it with me. As it drips to your pussy.” Bucky moans out, his head falling low and your sweet sounds filling his thoughts.

“ ‘nna cum daddy.” You pathetically moan, grapping the edge of your desk, tears running down your face, skirt lifted around your waist and your shirt open with your nipples hard from the cool air hitting them.

“Yeah daddy’s dumb baby needs to cum?” He mocks you slamming harder into you as you mewl in response, “It’s okay too stupid to respond, you can cum baby.”

“Be a good girl and cum on daddy’s cock.” Thrusting his fingers in your puckered hole as he pulls your orgasm from you.

And he swears he’s seen stars today, between having his cock in your mouth, then your pussy and now having two fingers shoved into your puckered hole— you are heaven.

The sounds you make and every sinful thing occurring before him has him coming undone, cumming in you, coating your velvet walls as he fucks you full of him. Slowing his pace down and pulling his fingers free from you.

“Now you’re gonna sit here with me inside your little pussy until daddy’s done.” Placing a sloppy kiss on your jaw and bringing you down onto his lap with him.

tags: @mackenzielovee @r0und3bitch @onmykneesforrafe @emmabarnes

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printedpeterparker · 2 years

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The Serving Suitor (2)

Masterlist || Part 1

Pairing: Server!Bucky Barnes x Princess!Reader (at least they used to be)

Type: AU Two-Shot

WC: 4k

Warnings: Smut, MINORS DNI ( 18+ only), oral (fem receiving), p in v sex, breeding kink, swearing, fluffff oof

Summary: The one where it’s been 5 years since Y/N chose Bucky over the kingdom

Note: Part two as requested and I haven’t written smut in a while so go easy on me. And if you are feeling generous and like any of my writings, leave me a tip on my page so I can afford graduate school! Also thank you so much for 1.5k followers!

You felt the warmth of the blinding sun dance on your face. At least it was warm though. After the long winter, you were relieved when you didn’t have to leave the fireplace blazing every night. Usually you would feel the warmth of Bucky on your back regardless if it was the winter or not; he was basically like a roaring fire himself. But you didn’t feel him now— just the coolness of the sheets.

You slowly opened your eyes to look around the small room. You rolled over to be met with the best sight.

Bucky.

Your Bucky with your youngest son, Liam Barnes, in his arms as he slowly rocked him in your nursing chair that he built as soon as he found out you were pregnant years ago. Liam wasn’t sleeping, staying up for most of the night. This often led to crying in the middle of the night. Usually, this would wake you and Bucky up, but Bucky had gotten to him first last night you remembered. Bucky’s eyes were barely open as you watched Liam peacefully sleep in his arms, his little mouth agape.

You could hear small footsteps in your house, signaling to you that your day was already in motion. You could hear them begin to approach at a quick pace.

“Mommy!” That was loud enough to wake Bucky up as well. Your twins ran into the room and jumped on your bed. Audrey and James Jr both were as loud as they were rambunctious. You loved them dearly, but you couldn’t wait for them to begin school next year.

“Oh, my darlings,” you cooed as you wrapped them into your arms, bringing them close. “Why don’t you guys gather the eggs from the chickens this morning, so I can make you guys some breakfast?” They quickly nodded before leaving just as fast as they came.

“You know, Aubrey and James are gonna break at least 3 of those eggs,” Bucky sighed as he placed Liam back in his crib. He sat back on the bed before kissing your forehead.

“I know, but they used to break 5; I call that progress,” you chuckled. You placed your hand on his scruffy cheek, admiring your husband. Men weren’t allowed to grow facial hair if they served in the palace, but as soon as you and Bucky left, he started focusing on building a new family home on the countryside. You loved it though. “Morning, my love.”

Bucky slowly brought his lips to yours, leaving his mark as he did every morning, “Morning.” Bucky couldn’t believe his luck when you said yes to him all those years ago. Everyday felt like a dream, even the hard ones. “I was gonna head down to the shop, but some breads on display before we open later. Once you get the kids ready, do you wanna meet me down there to hang out with Steve’s kids, maybe bring those cookies you made for the bakery?”

“Ah, I don’t Buck. Do you really think they’re that good?”

Bucky chuckled and patted his belly, “Darling, I’ve been eating them for months. You’ve single-handedly started fattening me up with those things.”

Between the laborious work Bucky had been doing for the last five years in order to build a store and home and the amazing cooking you’ve been doing, he had beefed up quite a bit. Bucky was actually surprised about how well you cooked considering you didn’t have to lift a finger for most of your life. But you loved his new physique.

You smiled and nodded, “Okay, okay, I’ll bring them down and we can see how many we can sell.”

“Perfect,” he whispered before planting a kiss on your lips again. “I’ll see you in town then.”

After getting yourself and your three children ready, the four of you began ending down into the town. Surprisingly, when you renounced your throne five years ago, the news spread, but truthfully, not many of the citizens knew what you looked like. Sometimes when you told people your first name, they would jokingly ask if you were the princess; you’d laugh along but never answer. But at least, you had cousins in line to the throne. You knew any of them would make great leaders.

To your dismay, your parents completely cut you off. They never answered the letters you sent them; you weren’t even sure that they were reading them. You were completely honest in those letters. You admitted how you fell for Bucky, how you moved to the countryside, how you had a bakery in town, and about their grandchildren. You wanted your kids to know their grandparents, especially since Bucky’s parents had already passed.

As you walked through the village, the entire town was bustling. You had Liam in a stroller with the cookies in your hand as well. You always had Aubrey and James hold hands with one of them holding on to your skirt as you walked. Your little family did this until you reached the bakery. As soon as you guys entered and your twins saw their father, they immediately ran to him. They tackled their father making Bucky hit the floor with the cleaning rag. But he wasn’t a bit upset. Bucky was washing the outside of the display, but he was a sucker for his kids.

“Woah, you guys are getting stronger everyday,” he laughed. “What is your mother feeding you guys?” he pretended to whisper, making the children laugh.

“I’m gonna be strong like you someday, daddy!” James told his father, flexing the small little muscles he had.

“I wanna be strong like daddy, too!” Aubrey complained, mimicking her brother. “Can I?”

“Of course you can, baby. You both can,” Bucky reassured as he picked them both up. “But you are gonna have to eat your vegetables every day.”

They both groaned in a dramatic fashion. “Hey, hey, I don’t make the rules,” Bucky claimed as he set them both down. “For now though, why don’t you guys finish up those pictures you were working on yesterday so me and your mother can hang them up, alright?”

The twins both nodded before retreating to the back to finish their paintings. You were just enjoying the show as you rolled Liam right behind the counter— the show being watching Bucky with his kids. It was enough to make you want him to put another baby in you right in this bakery.

“You look fucking gorgeous, darling,” Bucky whispered so he wasn’t in hearshot of the twins. He kissed your lips once more, pulling you in closer by your waist. It was such a deep kiss considering it wasn’t even the middle of the day yet. You definitely weren’t complaining though.

“I look like this everyday,” you muttered against his lips, pulling back a little.

“I know, and you looked just as amazing on those days, too,” Bucky smirked before landing another kiss on your lips. “But I know Steve’s kids have been begging for a sleepover with ours, and he even agreed to watch over Liam tonight too. So, I was thinking maybe we could get some dinner, spend some well deserved time together perhaps.”

You felt your heart flutter. It had been months since you and Bucky had some alone time together. Liam was almost a year old, and you both loved your kids, but the romantic flame you kindled was dull most nights.

“That sounds amazing, Buck,” you hummed, wrapping your arms around his neck. “But let’s open the bakery before the bread goes stale,” you joked.

The day went smoothly. Customers came and went, buying your baked goods and breads. Many also bought the cookies you were so concerned about. In fact, you had sold every bundle of cookies before the end of the day. Your customers knew anything coming out of the Barnes Bakery was always going to be delectable even if they had never tried it. Everyone knew you and Bucky were good for it.

At this point, your bakery had become a staple in the community. Many had commissioned your bakery to make wedding cakes, birthday cakes, and other goods for events in the town. The business was everything you could have dreamed of, and building it with Bucky only made it more surreal.

Bucky had gone to drop off your kids at Steve’s a bit ago while you closed up shop for the day. You were packing the fresh bread that you had baked a while ago in the back. You weren’t expecting to bake so much today, but your bread was quickly selling out; you had to stock it for tomorrow.

You heard the bell ring, alerting you that someone had entered the bakery. Next came the heavy steps that you often associated with your husband coming towards the back. You heard him push the door open and groan.

“May I help you, dear?” you sweetly asked as you placed the bread on the cooling racks.

“No need, love,” you heard Bucky from behind you. “Just have a beautiful view of your perfect backside.” You felt Bucky’s hands on your hips, his hot breath in the crook of your neck. You couldn’t help but to lean into his touch, already feeling yourself pool in your underwear.

“Buck…”

“I have something for you. Don’t look,” Bucky whispered in your ear. You obeyed yet you could hear the clanging of something as Bucky pulled something out of his pocket. “Hold still,” he told you.

You felt coldness run across your clavicle. You looked down to see a simple blue sapphire necklace resting on your chest. You gasped and placed your band on the stone.

“Oh, my God, Bucky. I— this must’ve cost a fortune,” you stuttered out, finally turning to him. “How did you possibly afford this?”

“Steve was actually able to cut me a decent deal, darling, but don’t worry about that,” Bucky told you. “It’s an anniversary gift.”

You furrowed your brows and chuckled, “Our anniversary isn’t for another three months.”

“While that’s true, this is the anniversary of my first day working in the palace aka the first day I got a glimpse of my future…you,” Bucky shyly smiled. He looked at you with softened features. He almost looked like he was going to propose again. “Actually, the first thing you said to me was—”

“I think this necklace clasp is stuck in my hair. And you helped me get the gaudy necklace out of my hair,” you chuckled. “We were just teens then.”

He nodded, “We were, and it was gaudy, yes, but it had sapphires in it. This is definitely a simplified version of it, but it reminds me of the beginning— something I never wanna forget.”

Tears were already brimming your eyes before you pulled your husband into a heated, desperate kiss. Bucky’s hands were quick to attach to your waist, pulling you close. He also backed you into the counter, allowing you to grind on his thigh. You let out a soft moan into your husband’s mouth, giving him access to a deeper kiss.

You were desperate for more contact. You were yearning for Bucky’s touch and have been for months. Bucky’s lips moved down to your neck, slightly nipping at your skin. Although the bakery was closed, you didn’t want to moan out too loudly in fear someone would hear.

“I need you, Buck,” you begged, tugging at his shirt. “It’s been too long.”

Bucky inhaled sharply against your neck. It’s been awhile since he’s heard you beg for him, and it made his cock engorge. He rutted against you, desperate to take you right against this counter that he had just reinforced not too long ago.

“As much as I would love to take you, my beautiful wife, on this counter until you can’t move, I’d rather have you in the comfort of our own home. Treat you like the queen you are,” Bucky groaned against your neck before picking you up. You squealed as your husband picked you up bridal style to carry you out of the building.

Bucky didn’t carry you all the way home. You told him you wanted him to save his strength instead. Besides, it was a twenty minute walk. But by the time you both entered the house, all bets were off.

By the time you both passed through the threshold, you both already lost your shoes and had Bucky’s shirt off. The both of you were acting like drunken teenagers who finally were out of the gaze of their parents. Bucky was quick to undo your blouse and your bra, letting them drop to the ground.

“I think dinner can wait. Don’t you think, love?” Bucky growled as he led you to the bedroom. You quickly nodded in agreement with your hands on his chest. “All I want is to rediscover every way I can make you squirm. Lay down, darling.”

You did as you were told, admiring the man before you. For the last five years, Bucky couldn’t believe you were his wife, his to adore and pleasure. “You just look so beautiful, love.” Bucky lips pressed against your chest repeatedly, leaving a trail across your breasts until dragging his lips across a nipple. You gasped at the contact, receiving a smirk from your husband. He gave both breasts that attention of his lips before working your breasts with his large hands. You took a deep breath, attempting to contain your moans.

“Let me hear you; no one’s here but you and me,” Bucky muttered against your skin, moving south down your body.

“Bucky, I need you to fuck me,” you begged, running your fingers through his dark, thick hair.

“I need to take my time with you,” Bucky growled, hiking up your skirt. He let one finger drag along your folds, getting soaked in your juices. Your hips bucked in response, looking for more contact. “And I can tell how needy you already are, love.”

Bucky massaged your folds, allowing a finger to press on your clit. You grinded on his fingers, praying one would slide into your warm center. Your husband noticed your movements before taking a slick finger and gliding it into your center, appreciating how warm you felt just around his finger. He could feel his cock tighten against his pants at the thought of having the same sensation on his cock.

You let out a sigh of relief when you felt his finger enter you; it was like rubbing an ache that you had all day. But you were desperate for more.

“Oh god, Bucky, I need more. Please,” you begged, looking down at his mischievous smile as he worked your center and clit. He was one to oblige as he thrusted another finger into you, eliciting a tumultuous moan from you.

“Feels good, doesn’t it darling,” Bucky cooed, getting a good look at his work as he toyed with your clit with fingers curling inside. Before you could even respond, he replaced his finger on your clit with his mouth, using his tongue to massage it. His tongue oscillated between your clit and your now drench center.

You felt the need to hold on to your bed duvet for dear life as your husband. Bucky tried to hold down your hips with his one free hand, but you were too undrowned with pleasure to notice your back arching off the bed. Your eyes were practically rolling to the back of your head while Bucky’s name came out like a chant of pleasure. You were flowing like a river at this point, already drunk off of Bucky’s fingers and mouth. You couldn’t believe how much you were missing this feeling.

You could feel the familiar build-up of an orgasm, something you hadn’t felt in months. It was much greater than you were used to, but you knew the high was going to be heavenly. “I’m clo— fuck, I’m coming, baby,” your moan almost becoming a sob.

“That’s it, darling. Come all over my face.” Bucky kept the same speed, not wanting to mess up your high. He just wanted to see you unravel and be at the mercy of his hand tongue.

When you hit your high, all you saw was white. You had never come like that before. The intensity was unmatched to anything you had ever felt before, and that’s saying a lot considering that Bucky never seemed to disappoint. It felt like you were coming for hours before you eventually came down for it. Your breathing was staggered and your chest was heaving heavily. You looked down at your husband wiping his mouth.

“I don’t know how you get sweeter and sweeter,” lust dripped off of Bucky’s words as stood up, removing his pants and underwear in the process. His cock sprung, hitting his lower abdomen. You almost moaned at the sight. “You think you got anyone in ya, princess?” Bucky asked in a low, raspy tone as he began to pull down your skirt.

You were still trying to get your breath under control. “Bucky, please, I just need you in me,” you pleaded, helping him take off your skirt until it pooled on the floor with your underwear.

Bucky’s broad body hovered over yours as his lips found yours again. As much as you wanted to feel that high again, you wanted to stay in this moment with your husband, bodies tangled together, skin on skin, just drowning in the other’s love. Yet, you could help but long for the cock that was rubbing against your thigh. The mix of lust and love was enough to make you smile into the kiss. He would feel this and mutter the question “What?”

“I just…I love you, Bucky,” you sighed between kisses. He stopped to get a glimpse of you and your beautiful smile. “I am hopelessly, desperately in love with you.”

Bucky pulled you into a slower kiss while wrapping his arm around your body to push you closer to the center of the bed. This kiss was soft and delicate, a complete difference from the one you both shared earlier while walking into your home.

Bucky grabbed hold of his cock, wetting it with your juices as he moved it along your folds. “Let me show you how much I love you, Y/N.”

He slowly slid into you, letting you adjust to his size. You both let out moans that were harmonious with each other. Bucky had to stop himself from coming on the spot when he finally made contact with your warm, wet walls. You, on the other hand, already felt close to coming again when Bucky had every inch of his cock inside of you, resting on your spot.

You gave your husband a nod to keep again, and he was quick to react. He briskly caught a slow rhythm, making sure each thrust was hitting your spot perfectly. His body was completely on top of yours as he used your shoulders to push you deeper on his cock. You couldn’t help but to tighten around your husband’s cock as you wanted to feel every inch and ridge of it.

“You feel amazing, darling. So damn perfect for me,” Bucky groaned against your ear. “Tell me who’s pussy this is, darling.”

Your breathing once again was becoming staggered, but you were still able to at least mumble, “You, Bucky.”

Bucky thrusted into you harder, eliciting a throaty moan from you. “I told you that I need to hear you, darling,” Bucky demanded as he only thrusted harder into you. God, it felt like he was going to split you in two. “Tell me again. Who’s pussy is this?”

“It’s yours, Bucky,” you almost yelled as you held onto his shoulders for dear life. “It’s always been yours, baby.”

“That’s right, darling.” Bucky’s breathing increased as he picked up his pace while keeping his depth. He grabbed onto the headboard of your bed in order to keep his pace and to see his cock slide into and out of you. “Mine and only mine.”

You didn’t think you could make a coherent sentence at this point. He was rapidly hitting your spot now, and you could feel that same pressure slowly building up again. You never understood how Bucky could be rough and tender at the same time. His thrusts were putting you in a trance, but he only looked at you with love and adoration.

“Fuck, Bucky, you’re so deep, baby!” you cried out before wrapping your legs around his waist to pull him in closer. You knew he was getting off on your moans and muttered words just as much as he was enjoying the physical sensations. It was only fuel to his fire.

He let go of the headboard before pulling you off the bed, settling you in his lap, his cock burrowed in you. Bucky’s hands were spread across your back, giving you the support to bounce and grind on his cock. As much as Bucky loved to be in control, he loved seeing you take the reins.

You wrapped your arms around his neck before both were a mix of moans as you began grinding on your husband’s cock. Your chest heaved against Bucky’s as you chanced your high. Bucky’s face was burrowed in your neck, primal grunts filling your ear.

“Fuck, darling, if you keep riding me like this, I’m gonna have to put another baby in you,” Bucky groaned as he nipped at your neck. “You know how much I love seeing you filled with my seed, swelled with our child again. Fuck, you’d always look so damn good. I’d love to see my love like that again.”

“Then do it, Buck,” you told him as you pulled his face to look at yours. “Put another baby in me.”

A switch flipped in Bucky. A lustful smirk ran across his lips before he wrapped his arm around your waist, bouncing you on his cock himself. You audibly gasped as he quickened the pace, drilling into you.

“Oh my— Bucky, fuck, baby.” You felt like you were seeing stars as you met his thrusts, continuing to bounce. You could feel the pressure build up in you again. Bucky could notice your breathing becoming staggered again, suggesting you were close to your high.

“Come on, darling. I want you to come when I fill you up again. Need to feel you come around me. Can you do that for me, darling, hmm?” You nodded vigorously. “Then come for me, darling. I can’t last much longer in this pretty pussy cause all I wanna do is paint your walls.”

You moaned at his words, your high approaching quickly now. A number of profanities and loving whispers fell off of Bucky’s lips as he felt you tighten around him. Your orgasm erupted like a volcano. You were sure your neighbors would have heard you if you had any. Bucky pulled you closer to him as he also came, quickly warming you with his cum. Your name drunkenly dripped off his lips as he finished inside of you.

You both were in a post-orgasmic haze, attempting to collect yourselves again. You still were sitting on top of Bucky, his cock slowly beginning to go soft inside of you. Neither of you moved, not wanting to break the contact just yet. Your head laid on Bucky’s shoulder before you kissed it. You raised yourself up to meet your husband’s soft gaze.

“How does dinner sound to you right now?”

Bucky chuckled under his breath, “In a minute. I gotta make sure I get my wife pregnant because she looks so damn good when pregnant.”

You couldn’t help but to laugh before pulling him into a soft kiss. Your lips were still touching his as you pulled away a bit, “You have the rest of the night to ensure that, Buck.”

A small growl escaped his lips before he pulled you into another heated kiss. You surrendered to his lips again, but you knew both of you needed to eat something if this was going to be something you were gonna keep up for a while.

“God, I love you, Y/N,” Bucky groaned against your lips. “I’ll make us dinner; you just stay right here and relax, darling, ‘cause I’m not done with you yet.”

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Sleeping on the floor

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: Y/n and Bucky have their first sleepover. Y/n wakes up in the middle of the night to find that she is alone in bed. Y/n ends up finding Bucky asleep on the floor.

Warnings: just some fluff <3

Tonight was the night. Tonight was the first time Bucky’s girlfriend, y/n, was coming over to his place. Bucky was very nervous. What if she didn’t like his place? What if she thinks he is too messy? What if she wants to sleepover?

He would love for her to sleep over but there are things that make him nervous about this. He was nervous that he wouldn't be able to sleep in the bed with her and she would wake up. He was nervous that he would have a nightmare. Bucky knows that y/n knows he has nightmares and has trouble sleeping but he doesn’t want her to see these things.

To keep his mind off of how nervous he was, Bucky did non-stop cleaning. Not that he was a very dirty person but he decided that worrying about cleaning is better than worrying about everything else.

After lots of cleaning, Bucky heard a knock at the door. Taking a deep breath he opened the door to see y/n holding a bag with a big smile on her face.

“Hey doll,” a smile stretching across Bucky’s face.

“Hi Buck,” y/n stretches out her arms out for a hug which Bucky happily accepts. Pulling her in tight, Bucky kisses the top of her head.

“Come on in,” Bucky letting go and stepping aside to let y/n come inside. Shutting the door, Bucky had a wave of anxiety rush through him. Is it too messy in here? His anxiety immediately left when y/n turned to him and gave him another hug.

“Your place is so cute,” she snuggles her face into his chest.

“Thanks,” he hugs her tight. Anxiety now gone and hug now over, his eyes fall to the bag in y/n’s hand.

“What’s in the bag?” Bucky’s eyes moved from the bag to her face.

“Oh!” y/n’s face lit up as she remembered what she brought. “I made brownies!” she said pulling out the container and placing it on the counter.

“You didn’t have to do that,” Bucky laughed wrapping his arms around her waist, hugging her from behind.

“I wanted to,” y/n laughed turning her head to look at Bucky.

“I was thinking that we order a pizza and watch a movie,” Bucky kissed her temple. “How does that sound?”

Y/n turned in his arms. “That sounds perfect.”

The night went on. Pizza was ordered and eaten. The movie was coming to a close as y/n and Bucky snuggled on the couch. Y/n’s head was resting on Bucky’s shoulder and his arm is around y/n. Bucky looks down to see y/n sleeping against him.

Bucky gets up slowly trying not to wake her. He turns off the tv and turns to look at his sleeping girlfriend. All he could think about was how cute y/n looked while sleeping and how much he didn’t want to wake her. This is the moment Bucky decides that she is sleeping over.

He picks y/n up from the couch and walks her to his room. Laying her softly on the bed, Bucky covers her up and turned off the lights. He walked around the bed and got under the covers. Brushing her hair out of her face, Bucky kissed her forehead.

Y/n opened her eyes slightly noticing that they weren’t on the couch anymore.

“Bucky?” y/n whispered, eyes adjusting in the darkness.

“Hey doll,” brushing her cheek with the back of his hand.

“Where are we?” y/n rubbed her eyes, sitting up a little.

“You fell asleep so I moved us into my room. Is that ok? Are you ok with sleeping over?” Anxiety ran through Bucky. Is she going to be mad that I didn’t wake her up?

“Yeah, as long as you are ok with me sleeping over,” y/n placed her hand on his cheek, cupping his face.

“Yeah, come here,” giving her a soft kiss, Bucky laid on his back. Y/n snuggled into his side placing a hand on his chest.

“Goodnight doll,” placing one last kiss on her head.

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Hours pass and Bucky lays in bed unable to sleep. He looks over at y/n sleeping soundly. The last thing Bucky wants to do is wake her up. He gives her a kiss on the forehead and slowly gets out of bed. Grabbing one of his pillows on his way out of the bedroom.

Walking into the living room, he walks around the couch grabbing a blanket off of it. He makes a makeshift bed on the floor and lays down. He hopes that y/n wouldn’t wake up and find him as he finally drifts off to sleep.

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Two hour later, y/n wakes up feeling like something is off. She looks at the clock seeing that it is four in the morning. Sighing to herself she reaches toward where Bucky was sleeping to find that he was not there. Not only was he not there, but his spot was cold. A small panic runs through y/n. Where did he go?

With her feet hitting the cold floor, y/n gets up to find Bucky. Walking out of the bedroom, she walks into the living room to find that nobody was there, or so she thought. Hearing a soft snore, she follows the sound around the couch to find Bucky sleeping on the floor.

She didn’t 100% know why he was sleeping on the floor. He never talked about sleeping on the floor. He only told her that he had a hard time sleeping sometimes. Looking at how peaceful he looked sleeping, she decided he shouldn’t be alone.

Y/n walked back to the bedroom, grabbing pillows and blankets. Coming back to the living room, she placed a blanket on the floor next to him. Getting on the floor, you cover yourself up turning to face Bucky. He just looked so peaceful. Y/n fell asleep admiring how peaceful Bucky looked.

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Morning came and with a stretch Bucky opened his eyes. Staring at the ceiling he hoped y/n was still sleep. That’s when he heard he softly snoring next to him. He looked to see her curled up on her blanket bed. Bucky rolled to his side, grabbing the end of the blanket and pulling it toward him. After y/n and her blanket bed slide toward him, Bucky wrapped y/n in both the blanket he was using and his arms.

“Bucky,” y/n opened her eyes slightly.

“Hey,” Bucky kissed the top of her head. “What are you doing on the floor?”

“I didn’t want you to be alone,” y/n snuggled into him.

“You didn’t have to do that,” Bucky’s heart skipped a beat.

“I don’t know why you came out here to sleep on the floor and we don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to. But if you are going to be sleeping on the floor, I am happy to keep you company.” Y/n looked up at him.

“We can talk about it later. But for now, let’s just stay here all morning.” Bucky kissed the tip of her nose before holding her a bit tighter.

“Yeah, I think I am ok with that,” y/n laughed snuggling into Bucky.

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ilovefandoms102 · 3 years

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Visitor

Pairing: Sebatian Stan x Reader

Summary: This is more requests: Watching tfatws for the first time with Seb and dying over hot he is, Sebastian and reader are married and she’s pregnant and visits him on the set of tfatws 🥰

Note: He looks so cute omg I hope you guys like this!

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You and Seb have been married for a little over a year now...

When he told you he was getting his own show with Mackie, you were more excited than ever to see him have his own series. That being said, when you watched the first episode you were blown away.

“Oh...my...god.” you drawed out, staring at the screen with your mouth hanging open.

“What?” Seb asked, his arm thrown around your shoulders.

“You look so fucking hot babe!” you exclaimed, if possible you were sure hearts would be coming out of your eyes like in cartoons.

“Oh my baby stop,” he blushed, taking his arm back to rub his bearded cheek.

“I can’t like holy shit! Is it hot in here or is it just my incredibly sexy husband?” you gasped, watching the part where he wakes up shirtless and sweaty.

“Babe!” Seb laughed, his whole face an adorable shade of red.

“I could touch myself to this,” you blurted, causing Seb to burst out laughing.

“Ești o femeie nebună” Seb smiled, kissing your cheek.(You’re crazy woman)

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A few months later, Seb and you found out you were expecting your first child. The two of you were beyond excited and couldn’t wait to be parents.

Seb had been away filming for a bit and hadn’t seen you for a few weeks. You were starting to get a small bump that you couldn’t help but to smile at every time you saw yourself in the mirror. You missed Seb dearly, so you decided to pay him a visit.

“Well look who’s here!” Mackie called, Seb turning and smiling wide.

“My love, what are you doing here?!” Seb chuckled, taking you in his arms and spinning you around.

“We missed you and had to come see your handsome face.” you smiled, rubbing his cheek with your thumb.

Seb felt your little baby bump, bending down and kissing your belly.

“Hi little one, it’s your daddy.” Seb whispered, your heart melting as you felt the little flutter in your belly.

“They love their daddy so much already.” you spoke softly, running your fingers through his hair.

“I love them and their momma.” he said, leaving one more kiss to your belly before standing up and kissing your lips sweetly.

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until-theend-oftheline · 4 years

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Baby Girl

Pairing: Sebastian x Reader

Warnings: Pregnant Reader, clumsy late Seb.

Word Count: 1400ish

A/N: This is thought as part of my LLL universe but as always it can also be read as a stand-alone. This takes place summer 2013

Betaed by: @blacktithe7 thank you, hun!

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Your leg was twitching as you sat in the waiting room of the doctor's office. You had flown back to New York from Atlanta a few days ago to make sure you didn’t miss your appointment. Sebastian had to stay behind because his shooting schedule had changed last minute. Neither of you had been too happy about it but Sebastian had promised you he’d still make it to your appointment. As you sat in the waiting room staring at the clock ticking on the wall across from your seat, you started to fear that this was going to be the first time he would break a promise to you.

You blinked hard to drive away the tears. You weren’t mad at him. You had no reason to be. You knew he had jumped the plane this morning after just a few hours of sleep. You knew he was on his way here, but he couldn’t control flight delays or New York traffic. The fact that he hadn’t met you out front of the office as he promised or that he wasn’t in the waiting room holding your hand wasn’t Sebastian’s own choice. He wanted to be here as much as you wanted him to be.

He had practically spent the past week talking about nothing other anything than the fact that you would learn if you were having a boy or girl today. Your tears were as much for him as they were for yourself. You were starting to consider having the sex reveal postponed if he wasn’t in the room with you, but that thought filled you with doubt as well. Sebastian was so excited to find out, and even if you couldn’t be there, you feared he would be disappointed if you didn’t find out today. The only problem was that you really wanted that step to be something you shared with the father of the child growing inside you. You wanted to see his face when the doctor told you what you were having. You wanted him to hold you and share your excitement.

You were gonna wait, you decided just as a loud boom sounded as the front door flew open and into the wall. Sebastian ran in without looking where he was going and instantly collided with the woman who had left the doctor’s office a few seconds ago and was now headed for the front door.

You jumped from your seat as fast as your pregnant body allowed you too. The secretary shot out of her chair and was heading around her desk, but Sebastian averted disaster all on his own. He quickly reached out, grabbing the woman by the arms, keeping her steady and preventing her from falling over.

“Shit! I’m so sorry.” Sebastian’s full attention was on the woman in front of him. You watched as her face when from shock to confusion before a small smile started to form on her face. You breathe a sigh of relief along with the secretary, and both of you seemed to agree to stay put, letting Sebastian handle the situation on his own.

“Are you okay? I’m really sorry,” Sebastian rambled, looking the woman up and down, checking for obvious injuries. When he found none he looked back into her eyes, smiling when he realized she was laughing now.

“I’m just fine. I wish my husband was as excited for my appointments as you are, but careful with the door next time,” she teased, making Sebastian blush a little and chuckle as he held it open for her.

“I promise I will be. I’m sorry,” he apologized again and the woman gave him a small dismissive wave and a smile as she headed out the door.

“I’m fine. Nothing to worry about.”

As soon as the woman disappeared out into the street Sebastian turned around, scanning the room and a huge smile spread across his face the second his eyes landed on you.

“Hi.” Sebastian was in front of you in three long strides, wrapping you in his arms and kissing your cheek. You giggled as you looked up into his worried eyes.

“I’m not too late am I? I’m so sorry the traffic was insane. I ended up jumping out of the cap and running the last few blocks,” Sebastian explained before you hushed him, gently tugging his hair.

“You’re fine. I’m still waiting to be called in,” you smiled softly, trying to calm him, and Sebastian drew a sigh of relief, leaning his forehead against yours.

“I’m really sorry honey. You must have…” he started before you pushed him, wrapping your arms around his waist. You hugged yourself as tightly against him as you bump allowed and smiled when you felt him return your embrace willingly.

“You’re here now. That’s all that matters. You can’t control New York traffic baby. It’s okay,” you whispered, resting your head against his chest, calming yourself to the sound of his steady heartbeat.

“Y/N Y/L/N,” Dr. McKnight poked her head out of the office with a smile on her face when she saw the two of you.

“So good to see you both again,” she welcomed as Sebastian took your hand and lead you into her consultation room. “How have you been? Has the morning sickness worn off?” she asked as she motioned for the two of you to sit.

She took her time listening to you speak of your pregnancy so far, offering you advice and sympathy, smiling warmly. Sebastian rubbed your back tenderly as he listened more than he spoke. He was sitting a little uneasy in his chair and you gave his hand a small squeeze. You couldn’t help but laugh at the excited smile on his face and how he almost jumped from his chair as Dr. McKnight told you it was time for the scan.

“Well Daddy seems excited,” the doctor playfully teased Sebastian. He had been at every appointment, and he made very little effort to hide the fact that the scans were his favorite part, even if he attentively listened and asked questions throughout.

“We’ll be able to learn if we are having a boy or girl today right?” Sebastian addressed the Doctor as he helped you up on the table.

“Most likely. If the baby behaves.” Dr. McKnight smiled as Sebastian took his place next to you, holding on to your hand as the gel was applied to your belly.

“Well. It’s Sebastian’s kid,” you teased your boyfriend, “so there’s a pretty good chance they won’t.”

“Hey.” Sebastian pinched your thigh playfully, causing you to jump and laugh along with the doctor.

“Well. Either way, they are gonna be very lucky to have such loving parents.” Dr. McKnight grinned before playfully scolding Sebastian. “But Daddy is gonna have to stop pinching Mommy if this is gonna work.”

“Sorry,” Sebastian chuckled, leaning forward to kiss your cheek before his eyes were glued to the monitor once again.

“There’s the heartbeat.” Dr. McKnight pointed to the screen, and a huge smile grew on both you and Sebastian’s faces. He squeezed your hand tenderly, never taking his eyes off the monitor as the doctor moved the wand around your belly. “Two arms, two legs, ten fingers, and toes,” she listed. “She looks like a healthy baby.”

“She?” Sebastian instantly picked up on the pronoun while you were still just happy to learn the baby was healthy. “We’re having a baby girl?”

“Looks like,” the doctor laughed. “I’ll give you two a minute. You want pictures and a video again? You can get up whenever you’re ready, Miss Y/L/N.”

“Yes please,” you answered, when Sebastian stayed quiet, clearly struggling to keep his emotions in check as he stared at the screen.

“Are you okay?” you smiled, reaching up to caress his cheek and Sebastian’s tear-filled eyes found yours.

“We’re having a girl,” he choked out, making you laugh and nod.

“We are.” You felt a rush of excitement come over you as you acknowledged that. It suddenly felt really real, but you didn’t have time to dwell on that before Sebastian’s lips were on yours in a searing kiss that made your world spin. You were happy you were still lying down as he pulled back a little and looked deeply into your eyes. If the kiss hadn’t knocked you on your ass, the tender adoring look in his eyes would have.

“I love you. I love you both. My girls,” Sebastian whispered fondly, causing your heart to skip a beat as he kissed you again. This time it was a kiss filled with love, promise, and hope for a future together as a family and the parents of a little girl.

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siempre-bucky · 6 years

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Basically a Hallmark Movie Chap 3

Royal! Sebastian Stan x Reader

Summary: When the photographer reader is made to go to the country of Romania to see and photograph the coronation of the future king, Prince Sebastian, she must overcome her Grinch-like attitude. All before Christmas.

Chapter Summary: While taking photos of the palace the reader takes a hard fall, landing in the arms of Prince Sebastian.

Word Count: 1k

A/N: More Hallmark tropes and Christmas fluff!! Thank you, everyone, for such a positive response to this story! Please let me know what you think!!!

PART 1 PART 2

TAGLIST AT THE BOTTOM ( let me know if you would like to be tagged!)

Y/N looked at the large palace in awe, the snow that covered the tips made it extra gorgeous. She closed her light blue peacoat and grabbed her luggage from the driver, offering him a smile and a thank you. She followed the other photographers, being led by a nice blonde woman to the front gate “This is the front of the palace, all photographers and reporters will stay in the East Wing, away from the Royal Family,” she stated.

The man standing next to her was not pleased “Will we be meeting the prince?” he asked her impatiently. Scarlett took a deep breath and shook her head at him.

“No one will be meeting the prince personally.” Suddenly, there was an uproar from the others, Y/N couldn’t care less. She just wanted to take the picture and get the hell out of there. Scarlett then led them through the front door where the servants were already starting to hang the lavish Christmas decorations back up. Y/N grimaced, there was so much… Christmas…everywhere! It was like Santa threw up all over the Fourier. She shook it off and followed everyone up the large staircase, admiring the overall appearance of the royal palace.

Everyone was lead to their rooms and Y/N as the last one to get hers “You’re the only woman so I wanted to give you the best,” Scarlett told her.

A smile appeared on the Y/H/C haired woman’s face “Thank you,” she smiled looking at the decorative dark wooden door

.“Queen Gerogeta designed it herself, I hope you enjoy your stay Y/N.”

Once the door was opened, Y/N gaped at the beautiful room “This is bigger than my entire apartment,” she gasped, putting her suitcase by the door. Scarlett left to let Y/N unpack, and once the door closed Y/N let out an excited squeal. There was no doubt that the room was amazing.

She pulled out her phone and instantly face timed Elizabeth “Liz, this place is beautiful,” she said, sitting down in one of the cream-colored chairs.

“Have you seen the prince? Is he hot?” She asked, her voice was quick with excitement.

Y/N shook her head “No his assistant said we won’t see him until the after the coronation.”

Elizabeth threw her head back dramatically and groaned “That’s lame!”

“It doesn’t matter. I just want to leave, there’s too much Christmas.”

“Too much Christmas? I swear Y/N you’re the Grinch.”

Y/N scoffed “Whatever, anyway I’m going to explore the woods outside and take some photos,” she informed.

“Fine leave me, have fun Y/N.” Elizabeth and Y/N hung up the phone. After grabbing her camera, Y/N left the palace through the servant quarters and into the woods next to the palace.

She loved photos of castles in winter time, they were amazing to shoot and beautiful to look at. She climbed high, enough to see the mid-section of the palace careful not to trip along the way.

A while later, the cold had started to set in, she looked down towards one of the entrance ways and saw two men playing catch with an American football. She thought the men were extremely handsome. Y/N pointed her camera and started to take pictures of them, aiming towards the brown-haired one.

Unsatisfied with the distance, Y/N walked forwards but didn’t look down at where her feet were placed in the snow. Taking another step, she tripped over a vine and tumbled down, down, down. She let out pained groans as she tried to reach out to catch onto something

. By the time she reached the ground, she was covered in the cold wet snow. Agonizing pain in her left ankle made her unable to move, the next thing she heard was quick footsteps in the snow approaching her. “Is she ok?” one man asked, he had a Boston accent.

The other man had a more foreign voice, but his tone was so romantic and intriguing. One of the men pushed away the snow, and Y/N was finally able to open her eyes. And what she saw was more beautiful than the palace or her new bedroom, the man had the most beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen, his brown hair fell in his forehead and the beard he had was envy-worthy. “Are you ok, miss?” he asked, slightly out of breath.

Y/N didn’t know what to say “Y-yeah, I’m fine,” she spoke.

“Do you need help up?”

“No,” she said firmly. She placed her hands on the ground and attempted to get up, but the pain in her ankle made her fall back down. “I changed my mind.”

“Chris grab the camera,” he instructed before picking Y/N up bridal style. The two locked eyes and it felt like the world stopped and it was just them. “I’m Sebastian,” he told her.

“Y/N,” she replied, wrapping her arms around his neck. As they walked she got a good look at him, realizing that the prince of Romania was carrying her.

“Where are you staying?” he asked looking down at her, catching her staring at him.

The pair both developed a bright pink blush on their cold faces. “East Wing, the Gold Room I think it was called,” she informed.

“No, if you can’t walk I want you closer to medical attention,” he started, “there’s an empty room by mine, you’ll stay there.”

“I-I don’t want to be a bother,” she panicked.

Sebastian let out a laugh “I promise you’re not.” Arriving at the room next to his, Sebastian placed Y/N down and told a servant to get her things. Y/N told him thanks and went into her new room, seeing that it was even larger and more lavish.

“Her cameras broken,” Chris told his best friend, looking down at the shattered camera lens.

“Then we’ll get her a new one,” Sebastian said with a stupid smile.

“You do realize she’s the girl with the coat right?”

“I do…she’s even more, beautiful up close,” Seb told him with a blush.

Chris let out a hardy laugh and lightly slapped his friend on the back “You got it bad for a photographer… press”

“I want to get to know her first before passing judgment.

Before walking away Chris gave him a playful warning “Just get to it before I do.” Sebastian rolled his eyes and walked away towards his room…to buy her another camera.

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So how did !poly Evanstan decide to live in Boston? And what did Chris have to give Seb in order for him to agree to leave NY?😉😉🤷🏼‍♀️😂

Leaving NY

Poly!Evanstan x Reader

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Okay, so basically, Sebastian wasn't eager to leave NY, but he also didn't really fight about it too hard

the three of you discussed the best location for the three of you and tried to keep in mind both keeping a relatively low profile as well as your future

So, LA was out immediately because no privacy and def wouldn't be low profile

people would have seen you guys every step of the days and would potentially show up at your house simply because everyone expects celebrities to be in LA

Similarly, NY.

You were all okay with living in NY, but the idea kept sneaking up that people would expect you to live there because they were celebrities and therefore, disregard your personal space as they do with all other celebrities.

Therefore, the idea of Boston was brought up because people who were big fans of Chris might know and expect him to be there, but they didn't disregard personal space in Boston as they do in LA

Chris was the first to bring it up, stating his house being perfect for the three of you and having two extra bedrooms for future children, as well as Dodger being acclimated to the house

Dodger was also a big contender in where you lived.

He loves having a yard and being able to come and go inside and out as he pleases, so that basically ruled NY out

But you and Chris knew Seb loved NY, so you tried to give it the benefit of the doubt when deciding

You guys let the idea mull over for nearly two months before Seb finally broke down and gave in

He sighed heavily over dinner in his NY apartment. You three were sitting at the table with Dodger laying at your feet, scouting for dropped food, when Seb sighed.

"Bubba?" Chris asked, worried at the sudden shift in Seb's mood.

He was looking down at the pup, offering up a piece of broccoli to the dog as he internally mourned the city he loved. "I think you guys are right. Boston is the best option."

You raised your eye brows, looking between Seb and Chris as Chris leaned down and scratched Dodger's ears as she chewed the green vegetable. "Are you sure, babe. We don't have to?" You offered

Sebastian shook his head, looking to you and Chris as he nodded confidently. "I want what's best for us. For our future. And for this cute little fur ball," he stated, reaching a hand down to Dodger as he laid his head in his hand, almost smiling up at the man. "And I think Boston is the best decision for that."

So, relatively, the choice was easy. But all choices are easy when you focus on what will benefit your future and not just about what you love or like.

Seb was sad to leave the city, but you guys take trips into the city often to hang around and get a good amount of smog in your lungs before returning home together.

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The Proposal - Sebastian Stan

Summary: Sebastian realizes he’s ready to spend the rest of his life with you and you finally get a break from work. This makes it the perfect opportunity for him to propose. Featuring: Chris Evans.

Word Count: 2.4K

Warnings: flufffffffff… mentions of smut.

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It was 7:29 AM on a Tuesday morning when Sebastian found himself wide awake, laying on his side just staring at you as you slept. He refused to move the slightest bit with the fear that it would wake you up. You were a college English professor and this week was midterm week. You were incredibly busy and constantly stressed between planning your classes and grading papers. But as soon as this week was over, you would be on spring break. The first class you taught wasn’t until 10 AM so you were able to sleep in until 8 AM. After staying up until nearly 2 AM last night, Sebastian wanted you to have every second of sleep possible.

Sebastian had finished filming The Falcon and the Winter Soldier almost a month ago and has been by your side ever since. He missed you dearly. You two have been together for over 4 years now. Friends for 6. You both agreed to take things slow when he asked you on a date. Despite your attraction for each other, precautionary measures should be put in place when your significant other is a widely famous actor. And let’s be honest, incredibly sexy. You were more insecure around Sebastian when you first started dating but have since grown more confident. Open communication and respecting each other’s boundaries are what have allowed you two to stay in such a stable relationship.

The sun shines through the window behind you as it rises to create a golden hue over your body. Your arm holds onto the blanket as it’s pulled over your chest. You’re also laying on your side like Sebastian but facing towards him. The fact that he knows your body is naked under those sheets makes him smile as he recalls last night's events when he finally convinced you to go to bed. Your lips were slightly opened as small breaths escaped. Your skin looked incredibly soft.

Sebastian sighs as he thinks about how much he truly loves you. He loves your sense of humor and how you never fail to make him laugh. He loves how kind you are to everyone when you meet them until they piss you off then he’s ready to knock out whoever tries to cross you knowing damn well you can take care of yourself. He loves how you do things for him spontaneously. Like make him lunch, or stop by his work just to say hi with an extra coffee, or help him destress before interviews. He loves the way your body feels against his. He loves how crazy you are about him. How you are quite literally his biggest fan in whatever he does. You're someone he knows he can come to talk about anything without judgment. He remembers the look on your face when he asked you to move in with him. He wants to make you happy for the rest of your life. God, he wants to spend the rest of his life with you.

Your eyebrows furrow. Sebastian holds his breath, knowing you’re going to wake up soon. Your eyes open to see Sebastian staring back at you. You close your eyes again and smile, getting used to the light shining in your shared room. You turn on your back and stretch.

“How long have you been watching me sleep?” You inquired, still smiling as you turned your head to look at your boyfriend.

“Sweetheart, I could watch you sleep for the rest of my life.” He smiles back at you. Voice still deep as he speaks for the first time this morning.

You roll back over onto your side, applying more weight on Sebastian as he rolls onto his back. Your hand brushes through his hair and comes down to rest on his cheek.

“You’re too sweet to me.” You whisper as you kiss him.

His lips are soft and move slowly against yours. Both of you taking your time and enjoying the moment.

“I’ll never stop being sweet to you darling.” He replied.

Unfortunately, the moment was ruined as your alarm went off seeing as it was finally 8 AM. You let out a deep sigh as the moment you two just shared was ruined and you were reminded of the work you had to do today. You rested your forehead on Sebastian’s chest, hugging him, not wanting to leave. He kissed your head and rubbed his hands up and down your back.

“It’s okay babe. I’ll bring you lunch today from your favorite place.”

“Oh you don’t have to do that, I can just bring a salad.” You protested.

“Nonsense. What else am I going to do besides miss you?”

“Oh my God!” You laughed. Pushing yourself up and rolling out from under the sheets. “That was the cheesiest thing you’ve ever said to me in the last 4 years.”

Sebastian laughed as well, not totally believing what left his mouth. He rested his arms under his head as he watched your naked butt walk into the bathroom for a shower. He considered joining you but instead reached for his phone.

*Text Messages*

Sebastian: Hey, are you busy today?

Chris Evans: Not at all, what’s up?

Sebastian: I need your help finding an engagement ring for (Y/N).

Chris: Wow! Good for you! I’d be happy to help.

Sebastian: Great, let’s meet at 1. I told (Y/N) I’d meet her for lunch at noon.

Chris: See you then!

*End Convo*

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Sebastian met Chris outside the jewelry store like they had agreed. Between when you left for work this morning and when he left to meet you for lunch, he had already arranged plans to take you on a trip as soon as you got out of work on Friday. That’s when he planned on proposing.

“So what made you decide to finally pop the question?” Chris asked as he and Sebastian perused the options before them.

Sebastian smiled to himself. Remembering how beautiful and sexy you looked this morning and every time he saw you. He’s seen you at your best and your worst. When you got hired for your dream job you have now and when you didn’t like looking in the mirror. It was in those moments he loved you enough when you couldn’t love yourself.

“I don’t think it was one thing. I think it was a bunch of small things that finally came together.” Sebastian answered.

“And you just woke up today and decided to buy a ring?”

“Pretty much.” Sebastian and Chris laughed. “I love her so much, man. I don’t want to waste any more time being her boyfriend. I wanna be her husband. I want a family with her. And I know she wants the same.”

“You’re gonna make me cry,” Chris says as he wipes away a fake tear.

“Shut up and help me look.”

“Do you have a budget?”

“I’ll keep working until I’m 90 if it means getting her dream ring.” Sebastian shrugs.

“I don’t think (Y/N) would want you to do that.”

“I know. She doesn’t like big flashy things anyway. I know she likes to keep her jewelry simple.” Chris nodded as they continued to look through the store.

After an hour and a half of looking at every single ring in the store and talking to an associate, Sebastian and Chris finally bought a ring they knew you would love.

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It was finally Friday. You told Sebastian you were going to be staying late to finish grading all of your papers so you didn’t have to do it over the weekend and the second you got home you’d be on spring break. Sebastian knew you would do this which is why he bought tickets for a later flight. He kissed you goodbye and as soon as you left, he started packing. After years of being together, many vacations, and trips you’ve taken to visit him when he’s been across the country or across the world, he knew exactly what you would be packing anyway.

You texted Sebastian telling him you were almost done and should be out by 8:00 PM. That’s when he decided to pack everything in the car and head to pick you up. When you finally left the building you walked down the long sidewalk to the parking lot carrying your binders and backpack. But instead of heading to your car, you were met with Sebastian sitting on the side of his car, arms crossed, wearing a black leather jacket all sexy which eerily reminded you of Sixteen Candles.

“What are you doing here?” You asked.

“It’s spring break! I’m here to take you on a much-needed vacay.”

“Why?”

“What do you mean why?”

“I mean, what the hell is going on? Why can’t we just have a spring break at home? You’re telling me you made some elaborate plan behind my back to take me somewhere just because?”

“I’m telling you it’s spring break,” Sebastian sighed as he pushed himself off his car to embrace you in his arms. “People travel during spring break. You work very hard and I admire that but you need a break. I wanted to do something nice and take you out. I love you. Please don’t be mad.”

“Oh God, I’m not mad. I’m sorry I’m just tired. It’s just-“ you sighed. Letting Sebastian hold you as you let go of all the tension in your body. “No one has ever done anything for me like this before. I’m sorry for being so confrontational.” You laughed. “I love you.” You kissed him. “So where are we going? Did you already pack?” You looked around him to see some bags piled in the backseat.

“I love you too. Our destination is a secret. And yes I already packed. I know you well enough.” Sebastian answered each of your questions as he took your binders from your hand and opened his trunk for you to put your school supplies in.

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You and Sebastian have been in Hawaii for three days. The first day you had a couples massage and you paid extra for a second one because of how sore your body was from sitting at a desk all day. The second day you two spent at the beach taking different kinds of lessons and even went snorkeling. Today, you two were total tourists and went shopping in local establishments.

When you had finished shopping you both dropped everything back at your hotel room before getting ready for the evening. Sebastian was taking you to a luau where you would enjoy wonderful food and entertainment. It was always on your bucket list to experience Hawaiian culture and traditions and the fact that Sebastian had remembered and taken the time to plan this made you overjoyed.

Once the night's events were over, Sebastian had suggested that the two of you go for a walk along the beach. You had your sandals in your hand as you danced along the shoreline to your own beat. Splashing in the waves as they broke along the shore. Hand in Sebastian’s as he twirled you around. His other hand held his phone as he recorded you. Not wanting to forget this moment. When he put his phone back in his pocket, he pulled you into him. His hands on your waist, yours hanging loose around his neck.

“I love you.” He said quietly as he looked into your eyes. The beautiful (y/e/c) eyes he fell in love with.

“I love you.” You replied, staring into his eyes before kissing him.

He reluctantly pulled away from you before the kiss could go too far. Leaving you slightly confused. He took your hands from behind his neck and held them.

“(Y/N), I’m so in love with you. I love your laugh. I love your smile. I love how you care about me and support me. I love how you cut off the pieces of toast that get too burnt. I love how you trust me enough to ask for advice. I love how you get along with my friends and family. I love how ambitious you are and spontaneous. You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me. And I want to spend the rest of my goddamn life with you as my wife. So…” he releases your hands and pulls out the box with your ring in it from his front pocket. He kneels down on his right knee and even though you saw this coming when he started talking, you were still surprised. Your hands flew to your mouth, dropping your sandals.

“(Y/F/N). Will you marry me?”

“Hell yes!!!” You cried as you fell to your knees with Sebastian.

Your hands grasped at his cheeks as you pulled him in for a kiss. A kiss that was rough and passionate and full of all the emotions you were feeling. When you both parted ways, he took the ring and slid it onto your finger. You held it up, examining it.

“Do you like it? If not I can get something else. Chris helped me pick it out I just thought that-“

“Shhhhhh.” You placed a finger over his mouth, still admiring the ring. “I love it. It’s beautiful. It’s exactly like I’ve wanted, you know me too well.”

Sebastian smiled and wrapped his arms around your body before falling backward into the sand and pulling you with him. You yelped as you braced yourself against his chest. Laughing, you rested against him as he stared down at you, glancing at the full moon every once in a while.

“Oh God, now we have to plan a wedding that’s going to be so stressful!” You groaned.

“No, it’s not, it's gonna be fun!”

“Sebastian!”

“(Y/N)!” He mocked. “Don’t do that I can see your brain overthinking already, relax. It’s going to be fun. I promise. I’ll be there to help you with everything.”

“I really think you should be more worried about this.”

“Why’s that?”

“Because I’ve had my maid of honor picked out since high school. You have to decide between Chris and Anthony and you know they’re gonna bother you about that.” You laughed.

“Oh jeez, I didn’t even think of that.”

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Old pals. Bucky Barnes x Reader

In which the reader and Bucky misses each other after being appart for many months and during the current events, he has been secretly looking for her.

*Very much inspired by Episode’s 3 of TFATWS*

Enjoy! 💗

Bucky has always been the type to be cautious about his surroundings and to whoever intended to enter into his life. The constant fear of losing someone became to much of a habit for him needless to say, he was very found of you the first time Steve has ever introduced you to him. The smile you flashed at him almost hitted him, feeling a sudden rush of adrenaline he wished wanted to erase. Of course, not having to experience such emotions by the decades his cheeks turned into a shade of pink rather visible to which Sam in later events was his favorite thing just to tease the poor lovable boy.

After everything happened, everyone grew apart, first with Sharon offering you to stay with her in order to recover and of course to get your mind off things, especially since the new Captain America recently presented to the whole nation. You knew for a fact that neither Sam or Bucky was going to like it. “I wonder how they are taking the news.”

“Probably horribly,” Sharon knew the look on your face suddenly changing to quickly closing the TV. “You do realize you’ve been rewinding the same old scene over and over again, your making yourself more crazy.”

She was right, you couldn’t even remember the last time you spent without having to clue yourself in front of the TV screen. Since that day, Bucky’s face vaguely reoccured in your mind letting yourself as a distraction in hope he would come back one day.

“On earth to, Y/N.” Sharon’s voice woken you up to reality before quickly turning the TV off giving her a forced smile. “Don’t play the : I’m fine with me, tonight we have some guest and I’ll need more than my assistant to help.”

With a sigh you couldn’t really complain after all. If only there was one thing to keep you distracted from it all, it was definitely tonight’s party. At least you could stress over what to wear instead of what Bucky nor the new Captain America is up to.

Hours of preparation, Sharon decided to run for a last errands. “I suggest you get dressed right now. For my sake and yours, please Y/N.” And with that she left by giving you a quick peck on the cheek. “And brush that hair!”

Laughing softly to yourself, you were quite great full to have such a friend like hers. Heck if it wasn’t for Bucky’s and yours sake, Steve, the moment he knew what was the best, Sharon was his first instinct to keep you under her wings and that was also for the both of you sane.

Remembering the first day you ever met Bucky has always become your source of comfort. The smile he never once had shared with much people only Steve and you only showed how he was for the people he deeply cared. And deep inside, he felt every guilt for letting yourself go. Now if he could only see you again...

Hours passed and strangely Sharon’s errands felt like forever. You tried to call her only to be her voice call on the other end. All dressed, you decided to treat yourself with a little glass of wine that poorly sat there unused.

Taking your first sip you hear from afar few voices that seemed strangely familiar, with another voice with a sentence such followed. “It’s good to see you again.”

“I’m guessing someone will be more eager to see you both.” Sharon replied as the footsteps became more clearer and clearer. Frowning with confusion you tried however, to hide such little known about who might be behind the door and quickly sat down with a magazine in hand. “Y/N, Already dressed I see?”

Looking up from your current read you couldn’t really form an expression. That is when you saw the three men standing just before you. And one in particular seemed more troubled about seeing you here.

“Y/N? I thought...” Sam’s confusion was writing all over his face. Yet happy to see you but quickly cut him up.

“Dead? Guess I am not.”

Silence corrupted the room, that is when Zemo requested for a drink to Sharon whom served him right away. You smiled softly at both of the men, giving a warm hug to Sam first. “I missed ya,” He murmured in which you said the same in returned. “And grown to.”

Chuckling softly by his compliments you nudged him by the arm. On the other hand Bucky remain strangely calm. “How’s the cat?”

Sharon knew the relationship between you and him and you were great full that at least she was trying to break the discomfort between you two.

Groaning like usual Bucky rolled his eyes, “Doing great, thank you.” With not so little emotions shown his eyes remained on you. A little longer and you could feel a shade of pink appearing in your face. That is if you tried to covered it which failed by Zemo’s remark. “Are you okay, Y/N? You seemed a little flushed.”

“Shut up.” Bucky’s response caught everyone on guard including Zemo in whom he quickly of course chuckled.

Sharon gasp by looking at the time. “Shit, guest are coming soon. I recommend you all to not make a damn mess. Your also welcomed with me.” And with that everyone including Bucky decided to show a little tour before the party could even starts.

Throughout the tour, Bucky remained by your side. You could feel his soft eyes on you as if to make sure you were okay. As Sharon, Sam and Zemos were listening or admiring the place at all, Bucky leaned to whisper a few words. “You look good tonight.”

Your eyes snapped at the scene in front of you, and looked at him. That soft smile you remembered is back and all you could do was to thanked him. “Thank you... you look not so bad yourself with that new hair cut.”

Chuckling softly you looked at him with confusion. “Guess everyone was right, we’re not the greatest with words ugh? And yet everyone seemed to be saying we have a thing for one another.”

“A little to optimist much?” You teased him and he simply shook his head laughing along with you. This little interaction of course didn’t last long, Sam with a smirk called the both of you. “Come on lovers! We have a party to attend to!”

With a smile on your face you took Bucky’s hand. “Shall we?” He nods and you lead him to the party.

Lights, music being blasted and people having a blast. Bucky couldn’t remember the last time he had a dance, and by over the years he knew he had to get himself on trends but of course that failed quickly.

“Dances in my days sure did changed.” He looked at everyone and met your eyes, in which sparkles through the colored lights. Feeling almost lost into them, not wanting to let go of such beauty in front of him. Before soon being woken up to reality by your voice, he dearly missed. “Well old man, let me show you what you’re missing.”

Your bodies getting closer and closer by the sound of the music, hips moving and his hands gently gripped itself around your waist. Seeing you this happy was probably a first for him and he sure wasn’t going to destroy such happiness not only you but for his own sake.

Feeling your lips brushing on his the moment you grew slightly more closer and a sudden blush crept on both of your cheeks. “God damn I’ve missed you, Y/N.”

He couldn’t take it any more, his lips soon kissing yours in return. Corrupted with such lust and hunger that whatever was around you seemed to have faded.

Not so long after it, Sam’s voice interrupted your moment in which a Bucky looked at rather irritated. “What? I was having some unfinished business here.”

“Sorry to break it to you both, but we got some business to do.”

With a sigh Bucky with his thumb wiped his moist lips, chuckling softly by the atomic duo you leaned to whisper. “I can wait.”

Shaking his head Bucky refused to do such things. “Sorry Sam, but we will have to wait a little longer.”

“I haven’t seen Y/N in ages and I need to show who she belongs to.”

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