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𝘽𝙪𝙢𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙃𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙨
The time in which you gifted Bucky Barnes an adorable little keychain for his motorcycle.
ෆ Warnings: 18+ – MINORS DNI, fluff, insecurity, Bucky can’t stop lifting you up
ෆ Bucky Barnes x Reader
ෆ w/c: 1.2k
̟ ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟
"Isn't this yours, honeybee?" Bucky questions, dangling the bright yellow bumblebee with a pastel pink heart in his hand. He inspects it carefully, turning it around before offering it back to you.
You shake your head, "It was, yea...but..."
Bucky stares at you expectantly and suddenly the entire idea sounded foolish. You couldn't help but envision him laughing at you, snorting at how ridiculous he'd look flying down the highway with your dumb keychain flapping in the wind. It'd stick out like a sore thumb against his jet-black bike, the rev of his engine alone probably sending the poor bee soaring into the clouds.
"I put it in there by accident," you laugh nervously, reaching out for the tiny bee. But his hands clenched tightly around the keychain before you could grab it.
Almost tauntingly he lets it hang in front of your face, staring at you with a half smile.
"On accident?" He hums. "So the keychain that's been on your backpack since the day I met you just somehow found its way into my birthday present?"
You shrug. "I took it off and must've misplaced it."
His eyes glimmer with question but instead of pushing further, he lets it go. He shrugs, "Okay."
Your face falls as he hands the keychain back to you. You squeeze the poor ball of fluff, trying your best not to belittle yourself for being so nervous.
It's for the best, you told yourself. I'm sure he doesn't want some weird form of "staking claim" on his bike. His buddies would make fun of him for it anyway. It's better if it stays with me. Yea. Better.
Hurriedly you try to direct your attention away from your thoughts, shoving the keychain into your pocket.
Your solemn expression brightens into excitement. "I have another surprise!"
You take Bucky's hand, leading him towards your living room which noticeably had a different ambiance than usual. He happily trails behind you, watching your joyous face with adoration.
Every time he's with you his brain goes fuzzy. You allow him to decompress, relax, and think about nothing besides the moment he's in. He craves getting off of work and coming straight to your apartment, still sweaty and dirty from working at the bar, and yet you run up and give him the biggest hug. "Hang on, let me take a shower, honeybee." But you'd ignore him, smashing your lips against his until he gives up rationalizing and allows you to strip him bare.
"I know it's kind of corny and if you'd rather go out and celebrate I completely understand. I just thought this would..."
He can't focus on your words. Not as he's looking at what you had done. Candles lit around the room, the whole place smelling of warm vanilla and cinnamon. Fairy lights twinkled around the ceiling, draping over the windows. The coffee table has been shoved to the side and in its place is a bundle of blankets and floor pillows. Balloons and streamers are scattered across the room, and finally, he zones in on the blue and white cake.
"Happy Birthday James!" it reads. He could tell that you made it because of the bright red heart dotting the i.
He whispers your name in pure disbelief.
"Yes?" You stare up at him with admiration. You truly love this man and want to do everything in your power to show it.
"C'mere, baby." Bucky scoops you up into a hug, hiking you up until your legs are wrapped around his waist. He holds you close against his chest, kissing you sweetly. "You did all this for me?"
You nod, eyes wide as he stares at your lips. A look of pure hunger ravishes you. Bucky presses his forehead against yours, his chest rising and falling rapidly.
He couldn't recall a time before you when his heart felt as if it would beat out of his chest. Nor a time when his eyes became so glazed over with pure adoration that he swore he'd cry right then and there. He was hesitant about this future, the new world that he found himself forced to live in. But the moment he saw your sweet smile for the first time, all that faded away.
"Thank you, Princess." You whimper as he whispers into your ear, his hands traveling up the Henley that you stole from his drawer. He didn't mind you stealing his clothes. The first time he caught you he handed you a pile of his shirts, begging you to take them and wear them as your own.
He kisses your shoulder softly. "Thank you for being here for me."
"For taking the time to know me and care for me."
His lips press against your neck, a soft groan rumbling within his throat. "I still remember the day we met...felt like the universe was finally giving me my happy ending."
You state his name breathlessly. "I'm supposed to be celebrating you, not the other way around."
He ignores your remark, his eyes narrowing as his brain begins to churn. "Do you trust me, sweetheart?"
You respond without hesitation. "With everything."
"And you'll always tell me the truth, right?"
You nod reassuringly.
He releases his grip on your legs, setting you back onto the ground. "So tell me what this is about." His hand shoots into your pocket, pulling out the black and yellow bee. He squeezes it in his hand before laying it out in his palm.
"I told you–"
He raises an eyebrow, "The truth."
You didn't want to come off as too clingy and you didn't want to hear Bucky reject your gift. Thank you baby but...it's a little childish. You could hear the words flowing from his lips perfectly. He'd hate it.
"I–"
Bucky pulls you closer. His eyes flooded with warmth. "Please."
"It was for your bike," you whisper. "And before you say anything. I know it's dumb...that's why I took it back."
"My bike?"
You nod wordlessly. "I thought it'd be cute if you had a little piece of me wherever you go. But the more I thought about it the more I realized how stupid it'd probably look. I mean...none of the other guys have–"
Bucky cuts you off, lifting you off the ground and back into his arms. "Oh, baby...is this what you were hiding?"
You nod sheepishly. "It's stupid."
He shakes his head. "It's perfect. You're perfect. M'gonna tie this onto it right now, honeybee. The guys are going to be so fucking jealous when they see what you got me."
Your lips broaden into a smile. "Really?"
Bucky hugs you tightly, his hand caressing your head against his shoulder. "Gotta let the whole world know I've got the most thoughtful, gorgeous person by my side. M'never taking it off, baby. It goes where I go now."
You squeal as he races into the garage with you in his arms, flicking the lights on and heading towards his bike. He sets you down gently, making a show of the keychain in his hand before attaching it to his key ring. Happily, he throws his leg over the bike, twisting the ignition. The bike roars to life and the sight of your bright yellow bee against the black exterior makes you burst out into laughter.
Bucky grins. "See? It's perfect, baby. Told you."
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Soft & Cuddly
Bucky Barnes x Plus Size Reader
Synopsis: Bucky is very determined to prolong your cuddle sesh.
Warnings: just some sickly sweet fluff for your perusal, sleepy/needy Bucky, a lil angst in the beginning
A/N: A little drabble to get me out of my writing slump/hiatus I never officially announced😅 oops. Anyway, I hope you all are doing well🥰
Thanks for reading!
-Ruby
Bucky loved soft things.
For too long, he’d been subjected to cold and unforgiving environments filled with harsh, unmovable barriers. As the Winter Soldier, his life had been a continuous tirade of concrete, metal, harsh terrain, and a constant threat of danger that kept him from ever truly resting. Until, of course, he was put back on ice - only to be awoken to do the bidding of cold, unforgiving people when the time came.
So, it shouldn’t come as a surprise that now he did everything in his power to surround himself with the opposite of what his previous life had been full of.
Lucky enough for him, you provided all the comfort he desired.
Your bed was soft and littered with fuzzy blankets and stuffed animals. Cushioned rugs that his feet sank into with every step covered the entire floor of your bedroom. Bucky would happily cocoon himself away in your room forever and live out the rest of his day basking in the warmth and coziness of it all.
What Bucky loved most of all, however, was your softness. In fact, the best part of your room was the fact that it you were in it.
Currently, Bucky was laying in your bed with his head resting in your lap. You were scrolling through your phone, absentmindedly stroking your fingers through his silky locks. Bucky nuzzled into your thigh, his scruffy chin tickling your bare skin. His metal hand sat against your other leg, fingers lazily tracing along your inner thigh. They crested over the dimples that shifted every time you moved, and outlined the intricate stretch marks that interrupted the smooth plains of your body. He wanted to run his hands across all of you, mapping out every divot and line that led to the discovery of you. Bucky breathed in your perfect scent, his eyes drifting shut. He knew he could relax and let his guard down around you, it’s one of the things he cherished most about your relationship.
Your hand stopped its motion. “Bucky?” You gently called out. He simply nuzzled deeper into your lap. You chuckled, “Bucky, you can’t fall asleep there, I have to get up.” You unwrapped your leg that was curled up underneath his head and moved to get out of bed. Bucky’s metal hand wrapped around the outside of your lower hip, ceasing your attempt at escape.
“Just 10 more minutes doll,” he grumbled against your skin, the sensation sparking butterflies in your stomach.
“Buckyyyyy-“ you whined, fully aware that 10 minutes would turn into an entire afternoon.
“Please?” His plea was so soft, so sweet.
You let out a sigh in defeat, “Fine. Just 10 more minutes. Then I’ve got to get up.”
You felt his satisfied smile against your skin and rolled your eyes. There’s nothing he wouldn’t do to keep you cuddled up with him. 30 minutes later you and Bucky were both softly snoring, wrapped in the softness of each other.
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Hello! Do you perhaps have recommendations for Alpha!bucky?
Alpha!Bucky
masterlist | req masterlist
ONESHOT
Crave by @harrylovex
you realise that you can’t survive your heat without bucky.
intensional by @noctumbra
alpha!bucky sends you a shirtless pic and then offers to spend your heat with him. feelings ensue.
scent by @noctumbra
“you’re one eager and hungry kitten,” bucky whispered in your ear as he licked over your scent gland, where his bite situated perfectly.
vanilla by @noctumbra
his scent was the other thing that made you go stupid other than his eyes: leather, a bit of vanilla, oranges and wet wood.
wet by @noctumbra
your mating sessions are always intense with bucky.
butterfly by @idy-ll-ique
bucky's going into rut. y/n volunteers to help him. feelings come out.
Let Me Love You by @slothspaghettiwrites
When an Omega is feeling very anxious or nervous their Alpha will hold them close while gently crooning and scenting them until they calm down.
Dating apps are stupid by @buckylattes
You decide to download this dating app, well….Natasha persuades you into it. You make a profile and agree to just have it for a week. If nothing becomes of it then you can delete it. But….you swipe right on this handsome man who’s description shows him out to be a gentleman like you’re looking for. So…what happens when he matches with you???
make you mine by @bonky-n-steeb
Bucky keeps his distance from you thinking you can do better than him. but he loses all his restraints when he sees you with another alpha.
to love is to burn by @bonky-n-steeb
You go into heat at the worst moment in the history of time, maybe ever.
took one hit and I was gone by @bonky-n-steeb
after the rise of hydra, your entire life turned into a living nightmare. you lost everything you held precious, your job, your house, your degree, even hope. but then you’re assigned as a mate to him, your enemy and your only ray of hope, James Buchanan Barnes.
little red riding hood by @bonky-n-steeb
your big bad alpha chases you across the woods.
Break Lights by @boxofbonesfic
his omega by @bucksfucks
bucky helps you through an expected heat.
ever since by @syntheticavenger
Bucky Barnes finds his center in a late night subway ride.
By Chance by @green-eyeddragonfanfiction
Female!Reader is an Omega. Alphas and Omegas are rare, and Reader’s been able to avoid alphas through sheer force of will and luck in equal parts.
Feral by @bucknastysbabe
And You’re Mine by @winterarmyy
In which Bucky, the big, scary, 'undesired alpha' was tricked into a blind date where he met his precious little omega.
Protector by @rookthorne
After an eternity of being held against your will, and just as long having been forced to watch your alpha suffer at the hands of the wicked, an opportunity arose. An opportunity so rare, so unique, that it would never be offered again. It was time to escape, and it was time to bathe the halls in their blood – never again would you be held by the bars of a cell, not if he could stop it.
SERIES
Heart and Soul by @all1e23
Alphas only brought trouble. The only thing they are good for is bringing their Omega’s pain and forced submission. They were dangerous, reckless and cruel. There wasn’t an ounce of kindness in any of them. She didn’t need an Alpha, and she certainly didn’t believe in that True Mates fairytale. That was just some fabricated fable Alphas made up to trick innocent doe-eyed Omegas. She wasn’t going to fall for that. Not again.No Alpha would ever get her to believe that love truly exists. And then, James Buchanan Barnes walked into her life.
Better Like This by @simsadventures
You are the newest addition to New York’s elite team of Detectives concentrating on domestic violence and rape, which everyone calls the Avengers. You are an Omega, very bubbly and open to everyone around you, and everyone is super sweet to you, except one person- Bucky, your true mate. Will you be able to destroy the walls he has been building around his heart for years, or will he reject you and break your heart forever?
Some Alpha by @ofstarsandvibranium
Bucky is an Alpha, but can never seem to find someone who wants him to be their Alpha. Until he finds you, a Beta, who’s as firey as an Alpha, yet also tender-hearted like an Omega.
Heal by @chucksfavouriteprophet
For months you managed to distance yourself from Bucky Barnes, the alpha you long for. But one night you have no choice but to comfort him, something which brings out emotions in both of you. Except it also brings out emotions in the Winter Solider, which results in a devastating turn of events that neither of you might be able to come back from.
All The King’s Men by @nastybuckybarnes
Your father always said that if it weren’t for your presentation, he’d think you were an Alpha. There’s a reason for that. Growing up in a world where Omegas are treated like garbage, you’ve fought for the respect that you have. Until you’re sold off to an old King desperate for a bride. But you will not lay down and present for your new husband. No, you will fight back.
Mr. Grumpy by @holylulusworld
Bucky hates omegas. You change his mind.
knife play by @helvonasche
They're on the run and Bucky goes into rut.
Knight In Rusty Armor by @revengingbarnes
For the sake of politics and to get rid of you, their omega daughter, the King and Queen of England marry you off to the King of France. Settling into an unfamiliar monarchy is a tedious process all by itself, but a new problem arises soon after your arrival at your new home.One of the Knights turns out to be your true mate. Your Alpha. The one you are meant to be with. But you’re mated to someone else. And that someone else is the King of France.
Masterlist by @angrythingstarlight
Masterlist by @holylulusworld
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As We Go Along (Part 1)
You were offered up as a payment to a mob boss by your father and step-mother. He agreed. Now you're the fiance of the most feared man in New York.
I do not own these characters!
Warnings: Abuse not openly mentioned but is talked about.
This first part is more of a background and getting to know each other chapter. More to come!
You were a burden. At least that’s the way they made you feel. You were from your father’s first marriage. Your mother had died when you were young and your step-mother never had anything for you. She never loved you, but she loved your sister. The daughter she had with your father. You knew this but you never thought she would talk your father into doing this to you. Marrying you off to some mob boss so he could get himself out of debt that he got himself in. She came up with it and he took it to the boss’ right hand man. Two days letter you’re engaged. You didn’t care either way. You hadn’t met the man yet, but you had heard rumors. He was cold-hearted and cruel. Nothing you weren’t used to.
Your father told you that you were to meet him tomorrow at his home.
“You will meet him tomorrow at noon. Here is the address. It should be easy enough to find.”
“Yes, sir.” Your father nodded without another word. That let you know that you were on your own now. Not that you haven’t been since your mom died. You packed up what little you had. Everything you owned fit into one duffle bag. As you laid in your bed for the last time you looked back on your time here with your family. You decided nowhere could be worse than here. With that thought in mind you slipped into a dreamless sleep.
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You stood outside your childhood home giving it one last glance. It was bittersweet leaving this place. This is where you had all the memories of your mother, but this place had also been your living hell. You turned away with all the good memories of your mother in the forefront of your mind. A small part of you felt she was leaving with you as well.
You made your way to the bus stop. You looked at the address and read the bus schedule so you knew which bus you would need to take. It was hard, you had been getting around like this for years. You found when the bus you needed would be here you had hoped you left early enough just in case of any delays the buses may have.
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You timed it just right. You made it to the address with ten minutes to spare. Although, all you saw was a giant gate but no house. A loud beep caught made you jump. That’s when you saw the intercom.
“State your business.”
“I’m Alexander Pierce’s daughter. I’m supposed to meet Mr. Barnes.” You heard the gate buzz open. A tall, blonde man in a black suit appeared before you in a black SUV. He stepped out to greet you.
“Ms. Pierce, Mr. Barnes has been expecting you. My name is Steve. I can help you with your bags.” He looked around you confused. You felt your face go bright red.
“This is all I have.” You grabbed your duffle bag by the handle. You saw something flash in his eyes but you weren’t sure what. He nodded and held the front door open for you.
“Here, I’ll put it in the back for you.” Steve took your duffle and sat it in the back seat.
“Thank you.” He gave you his hand to help you as you climbed into the front seat. This was new for you. You had never been treated this well. Maybe they were expecting someone else. You couldn’t help as these thoughts ran through your mind. Steve could tell you didn’t want to talk so he left the two of you in a comfortable silence.
It was a short drive to the house you were going to. It was more of a mansion. You felt your mouth drop at the sight. You heard Steve chuckle a bit. Your face went red again.
“It’s a lot to take in, I know. You’ll be fine. He’s not so bad once you get to know him.”
“You know him pretty well then?”
“I do. Been friends since we were kids. I know him better than he knows himself most of the time.” You nodded as you took in this information. That gave you a little bit of hope, not that you really ever clinged to it. Steve stopped the vehicle as you reached the front door. He got out, grabbed your bag, and proceeded to help you down onto the ground. “Take a deep breath and follow me. You’ll be fine.”
You nodded as you followed Steve up the stairs. The front door itself was huge. You don’t think you’ve ever seen a place this big. Not that someone lived in any way. As you stepped inside you tried to take it all in. It was beautiful. Everything seemed to be decorated in light gray, white, and gold accents. While it was beautiful it didn’t have that homey feel that most homes do. Given what he does, that's not too surprising. There were tall windows everywhere. It made everything look even bigger. It was very modern. You were still reeling as you followed Steve further into the house. As you reached your destination you heard yelling that made you jump. Steve steadied you with a hand to your shoulder.
“It’s okay. Give me a minute while I go talk to him.” You just nodded. Steve sat your bag down beside you and knocked three times on the door.
“Come in!” Steve cracked the door and stuck his head in,
“Buck, it’s Pierce’s daughter.”
“Send her in.” Steve stepped back out to usher you inside the room. Once you entered your eyes went straight to the man behind the desk. He was handsome. Dark hair and bright blue eyes. He was almost as tall as Steve and just as built as he was. He was in a dark gray three piece suit.
“Ms. Pierce, I’ve been expecting you. How did your driver find the place?” You felt yourself deflate. So he had been expecting your sister. You wanted to ask but couldn’t bring yourself to, afraid of the answer.
“Uh, I didn’t - I mean, I brought myself. I don’t have a driver.” Bucky stopped what he was doing. You were looking down at the floor. He said your name just loud enough. Surprised you glanced up at him.
“You mean to tell me, your father sent you here alone?”
“Yes, sir. He did.” Bucky felt his skin crawl. At first glance he thought you were beautiful. Nothing would change that. As he looked closer though he could tell you weren’t taken care of. He could tell you had been given the bare minimum to survive. That was something that would not bode well with him.
“Why would he send you here alone?” You knew the true answer, but you were sure Bucky didn’t want to hear that.
“He had other business to attend to and I was capable of making it here myself.” Bucky didn’t like that answer.
“That’s not an acceptable reason.” That surprised you. “And doll, you can call me Bucky, everyone else does. ‘Sir’ is what everyone called my father.” His nickname for you caught you by surprise. You weren’t sure how to feel about it, but you didn’t hate it
“Of course, sir- I mean, Bucky.” Bucky straightened his tie and made his way to you.
“I have a meeting in a couple of minutes, I don’t have time to show you around or I would. Steve can show you around. I just have two rules.” You nodded to show you were listening. “Never go anywhere alone and never knock on or open this door if it’s closed. The only exception is if it is an emergency. Okay?”
“Okay.”
“Steve, if you’ll show her around. I’ll meet you for dinner around seven, doll. I’ll take you out and we’ll get to know each other.” Before you could answer his phone rang. You followed Steve back out of the office and watched him pull the door closed. Steve must have sensed your hesitation.
“Just put on the best clothes you have, sweetheart.” You just nodded. You really didn’t have anything to go out in. You would see what you had though. You followed Steve around as he showed you where everything was. What you couldn’t wait to use was the kitchen. You loved to cook and bake. You didn’t get the chance to do it much at home, but maybe you could here. Finally, Steve showed you to your room. It was three times bigger than your old room was. You had what seemed to be a king sized bed, a little balcony that overlooked the backyard, an en suite bathroom and a closet that you could fit your entire old room in.
“Bucky thought you would want some space. He knows this wasn’t up to you.”
“I’ll have to tell him thank you.” Steve sat your duffle bag beside the bed.
“I’ll leave you to it. I’ll be just down the hall if you need me.”
“Thank you, Steve.” He closed your door as he left. You looked around and laid down on the bed. It was so soft and cozy! You couldn’t believe it. You pinched yourself to make sure you weren’t dreaming. Maybe, just maybe, this would be okay.
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Steve listened for you but you seemed to be unpacking. He could hear you moving around. Once he was sure you were okay, he went to talk to Bucky. Steve saw the door cracked and eased his way inside. Bucky was on the phone but he wasn’t as heated as earlier. He saw Steve made his way to him and ended the call. Steve made his way over to a seat in front of Bucky’s desk.
“So, anything?”
“She’s not anything like her father. She seems to be the exact opposite. She’s quiet, reserved. She doesn’t own a lot, Buck. She came here with one duffle bag. One.” That made Bucky’s skin prickle. He knew Pierce was a harsh man but didn’t think he would be harsh with his daughter.
“So you don’t think this is a set up?”
“If it is, she doesn’t know about it. From what I can tell she wouldn’t do something like that. She’s too soft spoken to do or go along with something like that.”
“I picked up on that, too. I don’t think she was treated well there.” Steve shook his head.
“I don’t think she was either. She seems to be genuine. Which is a surprise considering who her father is.” Bucky nodded. This was unusual, even for him. He normally wouldn’t agree to something like this, but he was looking to settle down as well. The last few women he dated only wanted him for money. He was hoping this might change that.
“Where did you plan on taking her tonight?”
“I’m not sure yet. Why?”
“I don’t think she has anything to wear to a nice restaurant. She seemed a bit panicked when you brought it up.”
“We’ll eat in tonight then. Would you care to go get it?”
“Not at all. You could go talk to her if you want. She’s good, Buck. You could use some good.” Bucky nodded. That was true he could. Steve got up to go get dinner while Bucky debated on going to find you.
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You decided to go look around yourself taking your time. You couldn’t find Steve so you decided to go downstairs and see if you could find him there. You looked down the small hallway to see Bucky’s office door was cracked. You thought about going to ask him if you could look around yourself, but your thoughts were distracted by the kitchen. It was state-of-the-art. The mixers, the pans, the refrigerator. Everything was something out of one of your dreams. Your thoughts were interrupted by someone clearing their throat. You jumped, turning around to see Bucky standing behind you.
“There you are. I thought you would still be unpacking.”
“No, it didn’t take me long. Sorry, I was just curious to see what you had in here. It’s amazing.” You looked around, still blown away by his kitchen.
“No need to apologize. Make yourself at home.” You gave him a small smile. You weren’t sure you knew how to do that. Bucky made his way over to one of the bar stools. He sat down while he eyed you from across the counter. He studied you as you studied him. He seemed to be a little more relaxed. His jacket was off and the sleeves of his white shirt were rolled up to his elbows. Bucky noticed you changed into an oversized sweatshirt, some leggings and fuzzy socks. You seemed so cozy. “So, tell me about yourself, doll. What do you like to do?”
“There isn’t much to tell really. I help my family out when I can and bake if I get the chance.” Bucky nodded his head.
“What’s your favorite thing to bake?”
“Chocolate chip cookies, any kind of cookie really but definitely chocolate chip.”
“Would you wanna make some?” You felt your eyes get big. “No one uses the kitchen much. I usually either go out or order in and no one ever bakes.” You felt yourself getting excited.
“Yeah, I’d love to.” You gave Bucky a genuine smile. Those were very rare for you. Bucky gave you one back, his were probably as rare as yours were, maybe even moreso.
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Many cookies later, you and Bucky asked small questions at first. You found out he loved sweets and would love to have a dog but is afraid he wouldn’t have the time for one. He found out you loved dogs, even more than you loved baking, and you had never left the state of New York.
“We’ll change that, doll. Don’t you worry.” You giggled at that.
“You know, you’re nothing like everyone makes you out to be.”
“I’m sure my reputation proceeds me. Let me guess, a cold hearted killer and womanizer? That’s what they say in the tabloids I see every now and then.”
“Pretty much, but I will say you are much kinder to me than what I’m used to.” You gave him a small smile. You saw something flash in his eyes that you couldn’t place. With that he decided to bring up the elephant in the room.
“There is something I do want to talk to you about, doll.” You took a pan of cookies out of the oven and sat the next pan in while the others cooled.
“Okay, what’s that?”
“The reason I agreed to your father’s proposal.” You turned around to face him. You had been curious about it but didn’t want to ask out right.
“Okay.”
“Did you want to ask me anything?”
“I did wonder why you agreed to it. I mean, I’m nothing special. Men usually come to my father about proposals for my sister, not me. Although I know this was his idea. I’m just surprised you agreed to it.” You had never been this open and honest with someone you just met. There was just something about Bucky. “I’m sorry, that was overstepping. I shouldn’t have said that.”
“Not overstepping, doll. I surprised myself when I agreed to it. The thing is, I am ready to settle down, but not give up my title just yet. I am tired of women just wanting money or just wanting to say they were with me. Granted, I could have gone about it differently than this, but it’s hard to find someone who doesn’t want something.”
“My father was the one who wanted something though.”
“Yes, but not you. I’m just curious as to why you just went along with it.” You took a deep breath.
“You want an honest answer?”
“Of course, doll.”
“I didn’t have a choice. My family also sees me as in the way. So, it got me out of their way.” Bucky’s heart broke for you. You could see it in his eyes. You felt your face turn bright red. You were going to be honest. Your family never hid their disdain for you around anyone, so you didn’t see the point in trying to hide it yourself.
“That’s terrible, doll. I can assure you, you won’t be in the way here. If you ever feel like that you come to me, understand?”
“I understand.” The timer went off for the last batch of cookies just as Steve walked in the door with take out. Your stomach immediately rumbled at the smell of Chinese food. Steve walked in, sitting the food on the counter.
“It smells like a bakery. Did you do all this?” Steve looked around at all the cookies you had baked. You felt your face turn red again.
“She did, we’re gonna try them after we eat.”
“They smell amazing. I’ll see you all tomorrow.”
“Wait, Steve! Here, take some with you. I made way too many as it is.” You hurriedly put a couple of batches in some containers you had found earlier. Steve looked to Bucky as you were packing up the cookies. Steve gave Bucky a small smile and a slight nod you didn’t pick up on. You handed Steve the bag before Bucky could silently reply to Steve. Steve gave you a big smile.
“Thanks, sweetheart. I can’t wait to try them.”
“Let me know what you think. I haven’t got my recipe just right yet.”
“I’ll let you know. I’ll see you all tomorrow.” Steve left you all to your dinner. Bucky started getting the containers out. You decided to go ahead and put the cookies that were already cooled in a container. Bucky was still getting food out when you were finished. You hadn’t seen this much food in front of you in a long time. Not that you didn’t eat, you just didn’t eat much. Bucky watched your eyes get wide.
“You okay, doll?”
“Yeah, that’s just a lot of food.”
“Maybe, but then we can have leftovers tomorrow.” He said it so easily. You were a little taken back. “Doll, would you care to get these last few containers out so I can go change. Then we’ll eat.” You just nodded. You didn’t have it in you to reply. Bucky walked up the stairs to his room as you got the last few containers out. You were still in shock at all the food. And the fact that he got some for you too caught you off guard. You didn’t realize it but you felt tears in your eyes. Usually when your family ordered out you got what was left and if you were still hungry you made yourself something in the kitchen. You didn’t hear Bucky come up behind you.
“Everything okay, doll?” He noticed the tears in your eyes. You quickly wiped them away. You noticed he had changed into a white t-shirt and some gray sweatpants. You thought he looked even better like this than in his suit.
“Yeah, everything is fine. I was just getting the rest out.” You put the paper bag in the trash can you found earlier. Bucky sat down on the same bar stool from earlier. He started opening the containers.
“Get whatever you like, doll. I got some of everything. I didn’t know what you would like.” You didn’t know what you would like either. You hadn’t had Chinese takeout before. Your family would get it sometimes but there was never any left for you. “What’s going on in your head?”
“Um, it’s just, uh-”
“Doll, you can talk to me. The side of me you see right now, no one else sees. This is for you and you alone. I want you to be able to talk to me. I know this isn’t conventional but I would like to be able to be open and honest with one another.” You wanted that too, but you weren’t sure how to do it. You never had anyone to confide in. Ever. This was all so new to you, so you decided to be open and honest about everything.
“I’m not used to this, Bucky. I’m not used to being doted on. I never get take-out. I don’t get luxurious bedrooms. I get told what to do and when to do it. I don’t know how to confide in someone. I don’t know how to make myself at home because I’ve never had that luxury. I always get the bare minimum. I’m the burden of my family and they let everyone know.” You hadn’t realized tears started to spill over by the end of what was always on your heart. You had never told anyone this. Bucky reached for your hand nearest him. When you didn’t pull away he clasped it in both of his. You could see Bucky’s eyes dim and then watch something light in them you had never seen before.
“You will never be in the way here. You are going to be my wife and with that is going to come a lot of things you’re not used to. I can see that now. If you are ever overwhelmed please do not hesitate to tell me. I want you to be able to tell me what you’re feeling. This is new to me, too. I want to be honest with you. Granted there are some things that I do that I would rather keep you away from and I will try my best to. Doll, here you will be taken care of and doted on. You won’t even remember what it was like at that house you lived in. We’ll learn as we go along.” You didn’t realize you needed to hear that. You squeezed Bucky’s hand as well as you could as he had started holding your more firmly than before.
“We’ll learn as we go along.” He squeezed your hand back releasing it.
“Great, now that we’ve talked about that. What do you want to try first?” You smiled as you pointed to some chicken that looked good. Bucky handed it to you and waited until you tried it before he grabbed something as well.
And that’s how your first night went with your fiance. Trying Chinese take-out you had never had and learning how to make yourself at home. Maybe you could get used to this.
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Sleepy prompt 13 with bucky please <3
Hi there!! Thanks for requesting 🥰 I lost track of how many tropes are in here (bed sharing, idiots in love, mutual pining, fake couple, just to mention some) so... yeah... I hope you like it!
13. “For someone who claims to not be a cuddler, you couldn’t keep your hands to yourself all night.”
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader (no pronouns, reader is called doll)
Word count: 617
For being your first night of the undercover mission, you really couldn’t complain about your sleep. You expected endless tossing, not being able to catch a single minute of sleep, when, in reality, the second your head hit the pillow you were out. You even had the privilege to oversleep, only waking up when your stomach growled at the first hint of the smell of food being prepared.
The scent of coffee guided you through the apartment, tumbling in your step still in the process of waking up, until you found Bucky in the kitchen preparing two mugs. You watched him from the kitchen island, his back to you as he poured milk into the mugs. Bucky, your brand new husband according to the mission files, with whom you recently moved into your newlywed apartment in the same complex where, apparently, a bunch of ex-hydra people lived.
“Morning, sweetheart.” He said elongating the word, all serious as he is, just toying with the new term on his lips. If he liked it, you couldn’t tell.
“Morning, babe.” You did the same, your voice still raspy from the lack of use making you cringe a little, and when it made his heart skip a beat he knew it: it was over for him.
It was obvious why it would be you and him playing the undercover couple, if anyone bantered like one already married for ages that would be Bucky and you; you got each other, simple as that. The chemistry was almost palpable, and Sam could swear he saw him smile every time you entered the room.
“Slept well?” He joked at the sight of you, hair in a bun pushed sideways and your head resting on your hand.
“I did,” You stretch your arms, sleep still making them a bit numb. “I’m guessing you did too because, y’know, for someone who claims not to be a cuddler, you couldn’t keep your hands to yourself all night.” Bucky rolls his eyes and glares at you, but the smirk on his lips gives him away; he can’t be mad at you, not even with your endless teasing. Right, that’s why you slept so well. “Is it going to be a regular thing? A heads-up would have been nice.” You match his discreet smile, one he’s trying and failing to hide behind his mug.
“Don’t you dare cuddle me, Barnes.” You said last night when tucking into the only bed available. “Or you’ll fall in love.”
“In your dreams, doll.” …oh little did you know.
“Ha ha ha,” Bucky mocks, the smile growing on his face. “Well, what can I say, doll? You were the one who got closer to me first. What else could I do?” When he hands you your coffee and leans over the counter, ending face to face with you, you are faced with the penetrating blue of his eyes, tired and sleepy still as were yours.
“You could have pushed me away.” You speak after a sip of coffee, the mug still covering half your face trying to avoid him discovering the crippling red color that was expanding over your face and neck. “Act all macho husband and claim your space.”
“Push you away?” He bit his cheek and visibly swallowed his words as he thought of what to say without giving himself away, only looking at you in hopes you would somehow read his mind. “Never.”
You shared a smile as you both had another sip of coffee, his eyes still piercing yours as you both fell into a comfortable, homey silence. The mission was forgotten for a while, because hydra or not hydra, you didn’t mind this new morning routine of yours.
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bucky and you start sharing an apartment headcanon
after a solid 10 months of dating, bucky finally popped the question
"i have something important to ask you" / "what's up bucky?" / "i've given a lot of thought to this and i think we're ready" / "excuse me?" / "y/n, will you-" / "bucky, we're too young" / "that's not where-" / "well, i'm too young, you're basically geriatric" / "fucking christ i was just going to ask if we could move in, why'd you have to go there"
okay so maybe not the question, but this was a big step nonetheless
the move was easy considering bucky just collected the few possessions he had and put them in your apartment
"where's the rest of your stuff?" / "this is a whole suitcase full of crap, this is plenty. i got 2 whole towels in here babe, i'm set"
the first few weeks went smoothly. slowly, little markers of bucky were permanently peppered around your place. a coffee stained mug on the counter, the smell of his cologne lingering for longer now
things didn't start getting interesting until he got curious
"hey, i used that weird jar of sugar you have in the shower-" / "you mean a sugar scrub?" / "yeah, yeah, the food in your shower. anyways, my skin has never felt so fucking smooth. on a total side note, it's mostly edible, right?" / "bucky" / "yes, the love of my life?" / "did you eat it." / ". . ." / "bucky" / "what are you a fucking cop? i've survived a world war, you think a bath bomb is going to kill me?" / "omg"
random bursts of stupidity aside, he was great to live with
he always washed the dishes as he did not trust the dishwasher to do it properly. they don't make 'em like they used to he'd grumble as he scrubbed away
really, anywhere around the house he was eager to help
"you need something painted?" / "no, darling" / "what about a bookcase, you want a bookcase?" / "do you want something to build, bucky?" / "what's the point of having a boyfriend if you're not going to make me do maintenance. i feel like a trophy husband, i should be building you a shed" / "your company is enough for me :)" / ". . . so i am a trophy husband"
the most difficulty came from your night time routine. you preferred the bed while bucky opted to sleep on the floor.
"what's wrong with the bed? / "i feel like i'm going to suffocate in my sleep" / "why?" / "you have like fifteen pillows on this thing" / "what if i only keep ten, then will you come here?" / "five" / "fine, five, but you can't wake me up at 6 AM."
bucky wasn't just a morning bird, he was a morning enthusiast. it came with its perks, though. as you were getting ready he'd make breakfast if he was home, waiting to eat so you could dine together
"why are you smiling like that?" / "i just think we make a good pair, doll :)" / "yeah, we do :)"
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Serious Questions
BuckyBarnes x Female!Reader
summary: Bucky agrees to go on a date to make his colleagues shut up. Now, he just feels sorry for the poor woman that has to spend an entire evening with him. He really tries to make it work, though, because he actually enjoys her company.
a/n: This was a request by the lovely @alana-32. Hopefully, it meets your expectations 💙 I haven’t written pure fluff in a hot minute but this was fun!
word count: 2.9k
warnings: nervous and wholesome Bucky, super fluffy, just a really beautiful bond unfolding
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You should get out more, Bucky. Meet people and make friends, Bucky. You need to get laid, Bucky.
Sam’s words echoed through Bucky’s head as he pushed open the door of the restaurant. The warm air welcomed him and the little bell at the entrance rattled when he entered. He didn’t know how it exactly happened, but all of a sudden Clint had pitched into the conversation and urged him to meet his cousin. And Bucky had agreed. Well, the desperate attempt to make them shut up backfired. Big time.
He didn’t want to date. Apart from the fact that he didn’t wish himself on anybody, he didn’t think he could handle a relationship like that. Hell, Bucky barely realized how he made friends in the past year, so how the hell was he supposed to date? He hadn't done it in ages. It was probably different now than it was 80 years ago.
The waiter looked at him with wide eyes - fear visible on his face - when he entered and chose a quiet place in the corner, though the whole restaurant was fairly empty. What would he even talk about? His hand started to sweat. This had been a bad idea. A really stupid bad idea. His eyes swerved to the door and then back to the waiter standing behind a small bar. Was it too late to back out?
But then the bell above the entrance chimed again and he knew that he had missed his chance.
“Hello.” You smiled at him, clutching your bag with nervous fingers. “Are you James Barnes?”
Bucky scrambled to stand up and held out his hand to you with a tight smile. He nodded and gestured for you to take a seat after you told him your name.
He could do this, he thought. Especially because you seemed just as nervous. The first thing you two had in common, right?
“I’m really sorry, this is kind of awkward.” You looked down at your hands beneath the table with hesitance. “I... uhm... I haven’t done this in a while,” you confessed with genuine eyes. And Bucky could see a hint of comfort washing through your face.
“I doubt your last date is as long ago as mine, doll. You’ll probably do a lot better than me.”
A small laugh pressed past your lips and Bucky’s heart warmed at the sound. It felt good to make you laugh. He wanted to do it again.
“Let’s rush through the basics then so we can get to the interesting bits. I think that first half hour is what makes these things so awkward.” Your mouth spread into a grin as you straightened up.
“Sounds like a plan.” Bucky nodded.
“Well, you already know my name... I work in a small bookshop in Brooklyn, I am an only child but never wanted to be. I love dogs, cats, ducks - all the animals, really, but I don’t have any pets because my landlord doesn’t allow them. Well... I have fish - I had to settle for fish because they're quiet. But that’s their problem, you know? They’re quiet and you can’t play with them or pet them.” You shrugged. “Uhm... I like to read - I do that a lot, and I think that’s it.” Your speech ended with a bright smile and Bucky couldn’t help his own from spreading.
“My turn?”
“Yes.”
“Okay...” He straightened ups as well, a little giddy about the situation now. Normally, Bucky wouldn’t react this way to something he didn't like, but he wanted to try it this time. You were just so sweet and he didn't want to ruin the date... for you. “My friends call me Bucky, I grew up in Brooklyn, I have a sister... had a sister. And I think I’m more of a cat person - if I had to choose. I don’t have any pets. I work a lot, I guess it keeps me distracted. And... I feel like my back story doesn’t need to be explained, you probably know all about it.” He didn’t give you much, Bucky knew that. But those were the things he could say easily and really, he wasn’t sure how you’d react to most of it.
“Bucky... I like it. What’s it short for?”
“Buchanan. ’s my middle name.”
“Like the President?”
“Yup.”
“Hm... I guess that’s kinda cool.”
“I guess.”
"Can I call you Bucky?"
He felt weirdly content with you saying his name. "If you want." There was no regret in his decision as he watched your face scrunch in excitement.
The shallow topics went on for a while, and Bucky was surprised to see that talking to you was easy. He didn’t worry about what you thought, because you reacted to his replies with intrigue and adoration. He felt heard. And he had to admit that he actually enjoyed the little meeting his teammate had set up so far. He learned a bunch of stuff about you. And he picked up on little quirks you had and he celebrated every new one he noticed. Like the way your nose slightly crunched when you didn't believe him, or how your finger grazed over the table when you talked about something you really liked - back and forth. It was comforting to be in your presence.
Bucky leaned back in his booth as he emptied his beer, watching as you ordered another drink for yourself. He found himself smiling into the bottle when the waiter agreed to add an extra peppermint leave, making you bite back a bright smile. The waiter smiled as well, a lot less tense than he had been before you had arrived and it fascinated Bucky how contagious your good mood was. Then you turned your attention back to Bucky and he had to regain his composure. His arm slipped from the back of the booth and fell to his side as he waited for you to talk again.
“Okay, real talk, now - and I need you to answer this question honestly.” Your fingers pressed on the table like he’d seen important politicians do and Bucky had to hide a smile.
“Hit me with it.”
“If you could be a mix of any two animals, which combination would you choose?”
Bucky was baffled for a second. He had expected everything but this. And then - out of the blue - he laughed. A real can’t-hold-back-the-snort-if-I-tried-laugh and it felt so unbelievably good, it scared him a bit.
You gasped appalled, but the small smirk behind your hand couldn’t be hidden. “This is serious, Bucky. It says a lot about you.”
“Really, how?”
“Well, for example, I would choose an elephumblebee because it would look freaking adorable. A tiny elephant with wings and a furry butt, are you kidding me? Why the government hasn’t made that happen yet is truly beyond me.”
Bucky got it, then. It really did say a lot about you. You were fun and cute and he could imagine a little clumsy at times - just like he would imagine an elephumblebee. And even though it still felt foreign to him to engage in a silly activity like this, with you, it was fun - and he wanted to. So he thought really hard, his eyes focusing on the wall behind you and you waited patiently and ordered another beer for him.
Who would have thought that James Bucky Barnes would ever sit in a restaurant and think about how ridiculous a dog with a giraffe’s head would look? Certainly not Bucky. But it was almost comforting to do so.
“Alright, I think I got it.” You just nodded in anticipation. “I think I would be a spider-wolf... a spi- a spolf.” Bucky was satisfied with his answer: A lone wolf and someone people didn’t really like - pretty accurate if you’d asked him.
You just watched him with a tilted head for a while and Bucky felt a little uncomfortable with his answer now. Had he said the wrong thing?
“What?” Your lips just pursed in response.
“Nothing, nothing..,” you trailed off and Bucky couldn’t stop staring at your lips. “I was just thinking, you know - I think I’ve never seen a real wolf before. It’s not on my bucket list or anything and I heard they are so much bigger than you think, but like... have you?”
“I actually have. In the wild - amazing animals and yeah, bigger than a dog, that’s for sure.”
“Really?” Your eyes lit up. “Wow, that must have been such a unique experience.”
Bucky smiled sadly, nodding. “To be honest, I didn’t really realize it when it happened. I couldn’t appreciate it the way you would.”
“Oh well, still. It’s awesome. The most extraordinary animal I have ever seen in ‘the wild’ was a raccoon. There’s not a lot of wildlife potential when you never leave the city.” You shrugged as you pressed your lips in a straight line, but Bucky chuckled.
“Not much of the vacation kind?”
“It’s not that...” You paused and sighed. “I just love the bookstore too much. There is this one lady. She comes in every Thursday at exactly the same time and she just sits and reads and she has the most amazing stories to tell. And then there is the little stray cat that comes by every day and we have a little cuddle session. Oh, and I can’t forget about the quiet tatted college kid that secretly reads romance novels in the back isles for hours on end. I would miss them too much...”
Bucky just sat and listened to you ramble on and on about all the individuals you were so attached to, even if they didn’t know. And he was reminded yet again how much he enjoyed this initially dreaded evening. It didn't feel forced and you were so authentic and kind. Bucky was relaxing with every second he spend in the cozy little restaurant with you. He was sure that he could spend a whole day here with you, without getting bored.
He leaned forward as he watched the corners of your mouth tug up and your eyes sparkle with joy while you talked about the bookstore. And he couldn’t help but ask himself how he ended up here. How had he gotten a date with the most caring person in the world - no, really, what were the odds of that happening to him? But the most present thought swarming his mind was: How is a woman like you still single?
You suddenly stopped taking and Bucky was catapulted back to reality. You looked at him with wide eyes for the fraction of a second and then they softened and your gaze averted to the table. Had he just said that out loud?! Bucky didn’t know what to do. He was frozen to the booth, his hands tightening around the bottle and he held his breath - didn’t dare breathe until you gave him a new reaction.
After a beat, you sighed and looked him in the eyes apologetically. “I... I don’t know.” Your hand moved over the table and nervously began picking on the toothpicks in the glass jar. “I guess, I don’t seem to be the taste of most men around here. I don’t like wild parties and spending my weekends wasting away with a hangover.”
Bucky felt himself cringing at how uncomfortable he had made you. You clearly were embarrassed talking about this, but he would let you talk - or chose not to anymore. Either way, he would respect your decision.
“I... uh... I just haven’t had any luck so far. When I talk about my interests, everyone’s eyes just glaze over and then I never see them again. They think I’m boring, but that’s... I like concerts and dancing... I just don’t need the whole-” Your hands flailed in front of your face before you sunk back into your seat.
“You’re not boring, doll. I completely understand what you’re saying. I don’t need all that-” now his hand flailed in the air, “either.” Which made you break a smile that got brighter when he returned it. And Bucky felt a little pride swell in his chest when he watched your mood lift again.
“Can I ask you something?” You suddenly said and Bucky felt a little nervous at the piercing stare you gave him.
“Uh... sure.”
You bit your lip before finally speaking again. “You don’t really strike me as the social type, either.”
Bucky waited for you to continue, but you seemed in thought all of a sudden. “That’s not a question.”
You laughed nervously. “Right. I guess my question is... well, why did you agree to this evening? Clint didn’t really make it seem as if there was a lot of convincing involved.”
Bucky already facepalmed himself mentally for what he was about to say next. But he didn’t want to lie to you - it didn’t feel right. No, you deserved the truth - especially after you had answered his stupid question earlier so honestly.
“To be completely honest, I didn’t know how else to make my friends- uh...shut up. But I don’t regret coming here if that’s what you’re getting at.” He rushed that last part when he saw your face sadden. “I don’t get out too often, that’s true. Which doesn’t mean that I don’t want to... I just don’t know how to do this very well - talking to people. Usually, I get weird stares or fearful glances.”
Your eyes gleamed with something unintelligible before you leaned forward, your elbows resting on the table. “I don’t know how anyone could be scared of you, Bucky.”
“That’s very sweet of you to say, doll. But I don’t blame them, I would probably react the same if I weren’t... me.” His eyebrows furrowed with the last word and he could see a shiver of sadness wash over you.
“I think you’re pretty great,” you offered with an encouraging tap on his hand and Bucky felt his stomach churn.
A short silence overtook you and Bucky tried to keep his composure. The mood had shifted slightly, not uncomfortably, no - but just enough to leave his mind free from any topics he could talk about. Which usually wasn’t a problem, but he wanted to talk to you - tell you more and get told more. Which was why he was extra grateful for your breaking the silence after a couple seconds.
“So... I guess we can check off the heavy stuff as well?”
“Seems so,” he chuckled, holding on to the little feeling of relief you had sparked in his chest.
For the next hour, you actually got Bucky to open up a little more. He hadn’t even realized you were the one talking most of the time because he enjoyed listening to you so much. He came to realize, however, that it wasn’t so bad to talk about himself. He liked the way your eyes lit up at his stories about Clint, or the occasional ‘what, really?’ you threw into his anecdotes, making him feel important.
After another 30 minutes, you had made it outside. And as Bucky stood outside the restaurant door, hands buried deep in his coat pockets, helooked at you with an honest smile, while you adjusted your mittens.
“Thank you for giving this a chance, Bucky. I had a lot of fun tonight.” Your words built puffy white clouds in the air, but other than those, the butterflies in his stomach didn’t dissipate.
“I did, too,” he confessed, realizing for the fourth time today, that this was really true. “We should do this again.”
You bit your lips as your shoulders jerked with reluctance, but before you turned fully, you stepped towards Bucky and hugged him tightly. “Definitely.”
The cold weather seemed a lot more bearable all of a sudden. Bucky caged you to his chest with his arms and pressed his smile into the crook of your neck while an excited shiver ran through him. He felt incredible, safe, content, and he realized how much he had missed hugs - real, affectionate hugs.
“And you’re not a spolf,” you mumbled into his ear, squeezing him a little tighter. “You’re a curtle - a cat-turtle. Because you have a hard shell and you don’t trust very easily, which might make people feel like you don’t care. But you do - you’re just a little misunderstood.” You pulled back with a sad smile and Bucky felt his hands tighten around you as he stiffened. Though despite the surprise, his lips split into a bright smile.
He gazed into your eyes for a little longer before he leaned forward and placed a chaste kiss on your cheek, making a giddy smile appear on your lips. “Thank you, doll.”
And then, with a final wave ‘good night’ you turned and walked down the street. Bucky watched until you rounded the corner, unable to wipe the stupid grin off his face.
**Bonus:
“So... how was the date?” Sam teased as Bucky entered the main area of the compound. But his friend just wanted to go to his room and revel in the serenity, you had brought him, a little longer.
“That’s none of your business, punk,” Bucky grumbled, passing the sofa.
“Why, did you more-than-kiss her goodbye?”
Bucky stopped in his tracks and turned with an annoyed expression, but not even he could hide the blush on his cheeks from deepening at the thought of actually kissing you. His heart was pounding in his chest.
“Oh! Wait? Did you really?!”
“Shut up, Sam.” Bucky wanted to deny it for your sake, but he liked the thought of it too much. So he swiftly decided to simply not spill in front of his friends and your cousin.
“Holy shit.” He heard Clint chuckle while he made a beeline to his room, missing how the two avengers exchanged a $10 bill behind him.
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Daddy Kink | B. Barnes
ThePsycheWrites Kinktober
Entry Two: Daddy Kink
Daddy!Bucky Barnes x F!Reader
Warnings: 18+ ONLY MDNI ;; Smut, explicit language, penetrative sex, daddy kink, Mean!Bucky, but also some Soft!Bucky because we all know I like the duality, rough sex, slight dumbification/degradation, multiple orgasms (R receiving), clit play, pet names, established relationship.
Word Count: 659
Authors Note: The second entry to this years Kinktober! A slightly mean! slightly soft! daddy!bucky 😇 Pls let me know what you think. Reblogs and comments are very appreciated!!
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“What the fuck did you just call me?”
Bucky’s words were growled into your ear, the entirety of his body weight pressing your chest and knees further into the mattress. He was balls deep in your dripping cunt, having already made you cum twice in the last thirty minutes.
“I’m, oh fuck-” You cut off, your weak words barely registered as he bottomed out inside of you, your mouth being shoved down into his pillows, drool forming a damp ring around it.
Bucky gathered a fistful of your hair, using it as leverage to pull you up to speak. “I asked you a question sweetheart. The. Fuck. Did. You. Call. Me?” Each word was punctuated with a harsh snap of his hips, his cock hitting against your cervix every time.
You cried out into the open air, fingers gripping at the comforter to balance. “I’m — ’M sorry, Buck… shit — it just s-slipped.” You tried to write it off as an accident, but your boyfriend knew better. Bucky knew you didn’t say things like that by accident, even if he was stuffing you full of his cock and fucking you senseless.
His breath was hot and thick at your ear, strong huffs fanning out around it as he still had an iron grip at the base of your neck. “No — say it again. I know you haven’t gone that stupid on me, angel. Say it. Louder this time so I can hear exactly what you fucking called me.”
Your bout of silence angered Bucky, his hips rutting into your pussy with a new kind of need. He was fucking you with no restraint, his vibranium fingers releasing your hair only to find new leverage at the center of your throat, squeezing and restricting your airflow. Your eyes rolled back, black fuzz showering your vision.
“Fucking say it.” He spat, his voice dark and gravely. Using your body to hold steady, he brought his large fingers right to your clit, using the cum that coated your cunt and rubbing it over in circles across your bud.
“Oh f-fuck, please Daddy, more…” You pleaded, no longer worried about what he might think of the title, but instead eagerly awaiting the third orgasm that was sneaking up on you.
The word seemed like a confession to Bucky. A confession he’s been waiting for you to reveal for years now. He’d never forget this moment, the way your sweet voice uttered the word now branded into his memory forever. This title made him remember his importance — it gave him a reason. A purpose. And he was determined to make you call him Daddy every chance possible.
“That’s right baby, Daddy’s here. Daddy’s making you feel so good, isn’t he?” Bucky was glowing behind you, a newfound appetite filling his stomach and fueling the snap of his hips.
The way you whined and nodded your head was all he needed to rail into you impossibly faster, pushing you right over the edge. Your tight pussy clenched down on his cock as it fluttered around his girth, more cum leaking out of your hole and dripping down your thighs and his dick. He groaned as the tip of his cock got trapped within your walls, swelling and swelling until it all became too much.
Bucky growled your name over and over as he came, long ropes of warm cum mixing with yours and making you feel impossibly full. Still rock hard inside of you, he draped himself over your back, nearly crushing you under his thick limbs and chest.
“Daddy wants his little girl to cum a few more times. Think you can do that for me, baby? Can you make your Daddy proud and cum around his cock again?”
It was hard to understand where his stamina came from, but you never complained.
“Yes Daddy.”
He pressed a wet kiss to the edge of your cheek, his grin evident.
“Thatta girl.”
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Rainy Days- B.Barnes
Summary: A rainy Monday spent between Bucky, his lover and Alpine.
Parings: Bucky x Fem!Reader, very brief mentions of Steve and Sam
Fic Warnings: Use of Y/N(only once), Fem!reader, soft!Bucky, Bucky dog-ears book pages, mention of the book A Little Life.
Author’s Note: There is dog-ear slander in this fic, I personally hate dog-earing book pages so it’s in here. Feedback is always welcomed and my asks are open if you want to ask me any questions. I am not taking requests at this time but I will definitely post if I ever open them.
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Word Count: 970
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It was an early autumn morning on a mundane Monday in Brooklyn. Rush hour was just starting, the sounds of the cars passing by the apartment window as well as the gentle patter of the rain were relaxing. She didn’t want to get out of bed. It was warm, the mood was just right and she was wrapped in the arms of the man she loved. Bucky was still fast asleep beside her, mumbling incoherent phrases in his slumber, sometimes catching a few words that did make sense which made her quietly giggle.
She knew that once his nose twitched, he was starting to wake. Letting out a soft hum, he pulled his lover closer to his chest and sighed contently once feeling the weight of her head close to his heart. He was awake but was refusing to open his eyes, clinging to sleep, hoping he could find his way back to dreamland. Of course that got interrupted by the incessant meowing at the foot of their warm and cozy bed. The couple broke out of their bubble in a fit of sleepy laughter.
“Poor girl, you feelin’ left out, Alpine?” Bucky chuckled, finally opening his eyes. He had opened his free hand out to the white ball of fur, who greedily started rubbing her head on his palm. Alpine had waltzed her way up the bed and planted herself right on his chest, her tail smacking Y/N in the face as it flitted around happily. Bucky let out another sleepy chuckle when he noticed that his girl was getting assaulted by the cat’s tail. “You’re smacking your mama in the face, come here,” He patted his empty shoulder which Alpine quickly and happily took over. Now it was Bucky getting smacked in the face with her tail but he didn’t seem to mind.
“Good morning, handsome,” She smiled up at him, her voice just as tired as his was.
“Good morning, gorgeous. You okay with staying in bed all day?” Before she could answer, he kissed her lips lovingly, not caring about morning breath, just her.
“Wouldn’t dream of anything else.” Alpine let out a loud meow in protest, obviously hungry. “Maybe after we feed this little gremlin,” She laughed softly before sitting up and slowly getting out of bed. As she left their bedroom, Alpine jumped right down and followed her out, Bucky sighing softly once more. He was thanking whoever sent this woman into his life.
When she reentered the room, he took in her appearance. Her hair disheveled, the mascara that refused to come off now smudged under her eyes, her eyes bleary and still very much sleepy and her body practically drowning in his blue t-shirt. In her hands she held two cups of coffee, hers was in a mug with his face on it, which Steve had gotten her as a joke but now it was her favorite and his was in a mug with Sam’s EXO-7 wings on it, which Sam had given him as a housewarming gift, he would never admit it but it was his favorite mug.
He grunted as he sat up in bed, accepting the cup of coffee gratefully and pulling her back into his arms once she was sat down on the bed again. The two of them enjoyed the silence for a while, just listening to the rain and the cars passing by. Bucky started a quiet conversation that spiraled, the two of them talking for hours in bed, just enjoying each other’s company. Traffic was long gone, the rain coming to an end, their coffee cups empty, the music that Bucky turned on playing softly in the back. Of course it was 40s music because the man refused to listen to anything else, his guilty pleasure was Harry Styles but he never told a soul about that one.
“You wanna pick up where we left off last night?” Bucky asked her.
“Where were we?” She asked back.
He pulled the book from his nightstand, a gently used copy of A Little Life by Hanya Yanagihara, and opened it to the page that held the bookmark. It was a bookmark that she had made for him when she learned about his horrible habit of dog-earing pages, the design simple but it was the thought she put behind it, the color she chose the same blue as his eyes; a daffodil pressed into the paper under the laminate, his birth flower which he had learned once it was gifted to him; and the handwritten words ‘I love you, James Barnes’ sat neatly on the bottom of the bookmark. Every time he saw it, he smiled.
“Looks like we left off with going into a little bit of Jude’s backstory. You ready?” When she nodded, he began reading aloud. Smiling even wider when she nestled herself under his vibranium arm, her head resting on his chest, right above his heart, her arms finding themselves around his waist. As they read on, the rain picked up again but they didn’t seem to notice. It felt like it was just the two of them in the whole world and of course Alpine. The further Bucky got into the book, the less he noticed around him, when he finally looked away from the page, he saw that she had fallen asleep again. Soft snores falling from her slightly parted lips, her arms hanging loosely around his waist, the neckline of her(his) shirt shifted to the right and there was nothing more perfect to him than this, than the love of his life fast asleep in his arms, dreaming of their future together. It didn’t take him long to follow after her, quickly finding himself in a peaceful slumber that he only seems to get with her in his arms.
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Comfort
Bucky barnes x Reader
Here’s a short little soft!bucky fluff Drabble
Bucky needs comfort after finally accepting that steve is gone, after coming home from fighting the flag smashers with Sam.
You woke to the sound of the front door being shut, immediately knowing its Bucky from the sound of his heavy combat boots. You smiled turning over to see Bucky standing still as if he was a thief that had been caught. “Hey there handsome” you greeted, a sleepy smile making its way to your face. “Hey doll” he greeted back, sitting next to your feet, taking his shoes off. “Home for good” you asked, to which he nodded “everyone’s safe” he said, a small smile gracing his lips. But you could see he sadness in his eyes that he failed to hide from you. You frowned sitting up “what’s a matter?” You asked. Bucky let out a small laugh at the fact that he really couldn’t hide from you even when he tried. The smile quickly left his face, replaced by a frown. “Steves really gone” he whispered, voice cracking. You felt tears begin to form in your eyes, “i know” you said moving to sit on his lap facing him, placing your hands on his face, felling the short stubble of his beard. He looked up at you with saddened eyes, like an abused puppy. You wanted nothing more than to protect him from all the worlds evil. “He’d be proud of you, seeing your growth” you said with a soft smile. You knew in these moments Bucky had trouble talking about what he’s feeling, so you stood up from his lap, making your way to your bathroom and turning on the shower to a warm setting that you knew Bucky liked and grabbed a towel from the bathroom closet placing it on the sink. You retuned to the bedroom seeing Bucky sitting in the same spot.
You carefully made your way over to him, he seemed as if he was in a daydream, you knew whatever it was it couldn’t be helping his mood so you softly grabbed his hand, breaking him out of it. You pulled him up from the bed and lead him to the bathroom. “Take a shower, ill make you something to eat for when you get out, and then we can go to bed. Kay?” You asked softly. He nodded pulling you close by your hand and pressed a soft kiss to your forehead “thank you doll” he whispered. You smiled up at him before walking out to make him some food. You didnt make anything extravagant just a pasta you knew he liked. You went back to the bedroom, to the closet and picked out some underwear and sweats, since Bucky prefers not to sleep in a shirt. As you sat the clothes on the bed and went back to the kitchen to make him a plate, because you heard him shut off the water. About two minutes later he walked out of the bedroom. He sat down at the counter and you placed the plate of food in front of him. “Eat, i know you haven’t in a while” you told him. He smiled again laughing at how well you knew him. He ate his food and joined you on the couch, watching tv where you both drifted off to sleep, holding each other.
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hiiii if requests are open can u write one where she has bad period cramps and its seb or bucky taking care of her with like lots of fluff and maybe he teases her for crying at a commercial because shes feeling hormonal cuz of her period but it just ends with a lot of fluff💕
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pairing: bucky x reader
warning: period cramps, FLUFFFF
a/n: i woke up with the worst cramps possible and all i wanted was to cuddle with someone but i'm on campus now trying to get some work done :( i wanna post some more period comfort fics, maybe today or tomorrow! i have an old period comfort fic request from @chrisevansdaughter that i'm working on that i can hopefully post soon 💗
"Do you think it's bleeding? It feels like it's bleeding." Bucky groaned, rubbing the back of his head.
"Oh please, you're fine." You mumbled from the couch, clutching your lower abdomen while holding your breath as your cramps started to get worse.
This morning you'd woken up to the most painful cramps you've ever experienced. You assumed that they were pre-period cramps, and tried to go back to sleep. However, a few minutes later, you felt Bucky's hand on your shoulder gently shaking you awake. You mumbled five more minutes, before trying to go back to sleep.
"Love, wake up," he whispered, glancing down at the dark stain on the bed, "You're bleeding, doll."
Suddenly awake, you quickly opened your eyes and turned to look down at the crimson stain on the bed. Groaning loudly, you put your head in your hands. You normally got your period on time, though sometimes it could be a day or two late. It was rarely ever early. You weren't supposed to get your period for another 4 days, and yet here it was. You felt embarrassed, but fortunately that feeling didn't last long as your body started to cramp up again. You whimpered loudly, while clutching your stomach and struggling to breathe.
You struggled to sit up, as the cramps were somehow starting to get even worse. Bucky quickly put one arm behind your back, and held your hand in his, to help you sit up. You quietly thanked him before turning your gaze back down to the stain, and cursing silently, "I'm so sorry, bubba, I wasn't supposed to get my period yet. I didn't mean to ruin your sheets."
"Love, I'm not mad at you. You have nothing to be sorry about, it's okay. I'm sorry I had to wake you up but we've gotta get you cleaned up." Bucky kissed your forehead, before getting up and leaving the room.
He came back a few minutes later with some towels, a water bottle, and some ibuprofen. He handed you the ibuprofen first, which you gladly took before washing it down with some water. Then he helped you get up carefully, holding you gently in his arms as he lead you over to the bathroom. He put the towels down on the counter, then walked over to the shower to turn on the hot water.
"Alright, doll. You take as long as you need in there, okay? If you need anything, just shout and I'll come running. I'm just gonna go clean up in the room, okay?" Before you could even protest, he left the bathroom to take the sheets to the laundry.
You stepped out of the shower after a while, already starting to feel a bit better. You noticed Bucky had left a pair of his sweatpants and his favourite hoodie on the counter next to the towels. There was also a bag of supplies on the ground, with different feminine hygiene products, a heating pad, some painkillers you were definitely going to need later, and some other essentials. After drying yourself off with the towel, you got dressed quickly and decided to go check on Bucky.
You found him downstairs in the kitchen, pouring hot water into a cup. Walking over to him, you noticed a familiar sweet smell coming from the kitchen. That's when you noticed a fresh batch of his painfully-delicious pancakes sitting on the counter. You put your arms around his waist, pulling him closer to you. He turned around, and pulled you into his arms gently, being careful not to hug you too tight in case you still have cramps.
You helped him carry the pancakes and the tea over to the living room. You sat down in front of the TV and started flipping through the channels. Bucky picked up your fork, and started feeding you small bites as you settled on what show to watch. Eventually, breakfast was over and you were cuddled up on the couch watching titanic. You've only seen the movie once and you found the ending sad, but you never cry at the ending. Until today. It seemed like your body was determined to make you miserable today as you wiped the tears that were streaming down your face at a fast pace. You hoped Bucky wouldn't notice that you were crying, especially just because of a movie. You glanced over at him and noticed he was straight at you, and trying to stifle a laugh. Despite his best efforts, he couldn't contain his laughter anymore. He got up from the couch, still laughing, as you glared him.
"Screw you, Barnes, it's not funny!" You picked up a pillow from the couch and threw it at him, but it only made him laugh harder.
"I'm sorry, love, I couldn't help it!" He chuckled as he picked up the pillow and threw it back on the couch next to you. "I didn't think you were one to cry at movies like that. It wasn't like one glistening tear either, doll, you were nearly sobbing. Don't get me wrong though, it was adorable!"
"You jerk!" You picked up the pillow again and threw it at him but it missed him once again. As he bent over to pick the pillow back up, you picked up the remote this time, and launched it at him. Unfortunately, this time it actually hit him.
"Ow, what the-" He got up, rubbing the back of his head, "That actually hurt, doll, what was that?"
"The remote" You mumbled, trying not to laugh.
He glared at you before bending down to pick up the pillow and throw it back at you. Although he didn't mean to, he threw it pretty hard and it hit your stomach, right as the cramps decided to make a comeback. He quickly apologized and walked over to you to make sure you weren't hurt too bad.
"Just go get me the pain-killers, doofus." You mumbled, laying down sideways, clutching your lower abdomen.
He got up and made his way to the kitchen, still rubbing the spot at the back of his head, the one where you threw the remote at.
"Do you think it's bleeding? It feels like it's bleeding." Bucky groaned, as he continued to rub the back of his head, checking for any blood.
"Oh please, you're fine." You mumbled from the couch, clutching your lower abdomen while holding your breath as your cramps started to get worse.
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Guns and Roses
Summary: You’ve been nagging your mobster boyfriends for a gun for months, but they won't budge. After yet another fight about the matter Bucky takes it too far and it's up to him to apologize this time.
Content Warnings: smut, dom/sub dynamics but honestly it's all over the place, age gap, powerplay, brat reader, swearing, mob themes, angst, polyamory, mean dom Bucky (he's a tiny bit toxic but we love him), soft dom Steve, switch Steve, orgasm denial, angst, ignoring boundaries but regretting it, fluffy ending
A/N: inspired by the show “Bones” (iykyk) ALSO I make all my moodboards myself so please don't use without credits <3
P.S: besties, THIS IS FICTION. Boundaries should never be ignored irl!
Word Count: 5.4k+
“I said no, end of story”
"But, Buck!"
He turned around and gave you a stern glance. You know what that glance meant. Don’t push it.
“No.” He said.
You huff an angry breath through your nose and cross your arms.
“Maybe she has a point, Buck?” Steve chimed in.
“Christ, Steve, not you too. We can't get her a fucking gun it's too dangerous. She's not trained she doesn't know how to use it. She could get hurt! What if she gets injured? I swear if anything ever happened to her, Steve, so help me god I-"
"This is ridiculous, I'm a grown woman! If I wanna buy a gun, I'll buy a damn gun!" you yell out.
A huffed out a condescending laugh "Sweetheart, you can't even keep a plant alive." he mocked.
"Buck!" Steve intervened, signalling he crossed a line.
"Screw you, James." You yelled.
'You're an ungrateful brat, you know that?' Bucky spat, 'We work day and night to protect you, but it's never enough is it?'
'That's not true!' you yelled back.
You tried to sound as intimidating as he sounded, but you couldn't help yourself taking a few steps back as Bucky towered over you.
You thought your back hit a wall, but when you felt two soft hands trail your arms, you realised it was Steve's hard chest. His gestures were soft, keeping you grounded.
You had been begging your maffia boyfriends for a gun for ages, but they wouldn't budge.
Steve had always been the softer one. Bucky had a temper, but he would never actually hurt you.
'You think you're a big girl, huh? Think you can handle waving a gun around?'
'Don't you patronise me, asshole.'
Bucky's eyes shot wide and his nostrils flared. He grabbed your face and squished your cheeks together.
'Alright, that's enough of that. Get on your fucking knees.'
You were about to snap back something but Bucky knew what a spitfire you could be.
'Now.' He sternly said before one single bratty word could leave your mouth.
'I'd do as he says, if I were you.' Steve whispered in your ear before pressing a soft kiss against your neck, making Bucky role his eyes.
Reluctantly, you did as you were told, trying to ignore the increasing wetness between your legs.
Bucky looked down at you.
'It's not gonna suck itself, is it?'
'Are you trying to make me bite ur dick off?'
Steve chuckled at that, earning another seething glare from his best friend.
'Oh relax, Buck.' Steve said, leaning over you to press a kiss on Bucky's neck. 'We both know she's all bark, but she never bites'
You heard Bucky groan as Steve got behind him and nibbled on his pulse point.
As much as you loved being a brat, you adored pleasing Bucky more than you'd ever admit, so you nuzzled against his thigh as you pulled down his zipper, earning another groan from Bucky.
'Hmm...that's a good fucking girl.' he groaned out as he felt your mouth wrap around his cock.
One of his arms reached down to rest against the back of your head as the other one reached over his head to tangle in Steve's hair.
You sucked on his shaft eagerly as your hand played with his balls.
'Fuck, baby, stopstopstopstop,' He moaned as he pulled you off his cock just in time.
You glared up at him proudly, making him grin.
'Yeah, yeah...get up.'
You gave the head of his cock one last kiss before slowly standing up, making sure to leave some soft nibbles against his skin on your way.
You were about to press a kiss against his lips when a firm tug on your arm made you spin around.
'My turn' Steve said, before kissing you deeply.
'Hmm, Buck, she tastes like your cock.' he groaned as he broke the kiss.
'Yeah? You like that, you dirty dog?' Bucky grinned
'You know I do, punk' He said, pulling Bucky closer by his tie to bring him in for a messy kiss too.
'See, the problem is that you don't taste like mine.'
'Hmm, that does sound like a problem, doesn't it?'
And with that, Bucky dropped to his knees, making quick work of pulling out Steve's hard member.
'Oh fuck...babygirl, c'mere...' He moaned, pulling you in for another kiss as Bucky sucked on his cock.
Before long the 3 of you had stumbled to the bed. A big mess of tangled limbs and wet kisses.
'Oh, please, fuck me daddy!' you moaned as Bucky teased your pussy with the head of his cock.
'If I do will you shut up about the damn gun?'
'Oh come ooonnnn!' you whined, trying to push yourself back against him, but Steve tightened his grip on your hair
'Uh uh, be a good girl.' he scolded, making you look up.
'Open.' he said, and you immediately opened your mouth for him
He gripped your cheeks and a thick drop of spit fell from his lips straight into your awaiting mouth. You moaned at the vulgarity and swallowed.
'There you go, see, you can be a good girl if you want.'
'If somebody doesn't put a dick inside me within the next 15 seconds I'm gonna-'
'What? huh? You're gonna do what?' Bucky teased, leaning close to you, his sweaty chest pressing against your back, hard cock still nudging at your sopping entrance, making you whimper.
'You aint gonna do shit, babygirl.'
'Come on, buck, pleaaassee.' You whined 'It's not funny anymore.'
Steve noticed tears of frustration welling in your eyes and he shot Bucky a look saying you've had enough teasing.
Bucky pushed in without a word. Slow and steady.
'holy shit....' You breathed out when he was fully inside you. Very snug and very deep.
'You drive me fucking insane, you know that?' Bucky whispered in your ear, 'I love you so fucking much, sometimes I think I'm gonna have a fucking heart attack.'
Before you could even reply he started pulling out and fucking into you again with slow, deep strokes.
Steve grabbed your face and kissed you messily as he jerked himself off.
After a couple minutes you felt Bucky's hands slide up from their place on your hips and reach your breasts. He grabbed them firmly and pulled you back, so you were leaning against his chest.
'Stevie, c'mere'. he groaned as he dragged Steve closer for a kiss, keeping one hand on your hip and the other tangled in the blondes hair.
You felt Steve's dripping cock against your belly and couldn't help but reach down.
Steve groaned in Bucky's mouth when he felt your hand squeeze around his cock and moved his thumb to your clit to return the favour.
You let out a loud moan feeling Steve touch your sensitive clit and squeezed around Bucky cock.
'Oh fuck baby, do that again.' the brunette damn near whimpered in your ear.
You would do anything just to heard that sound again.
You squeezed down on Bucky's cock and you sped up your motions with Steve.
'Fuck, fuck, fuck, baby open your mouth!' he groaned, and you did, barely in time to catch all of Steve's hot cum.
'Holy shit, Stevie...' Bucky moaned, 'How do you always cum that much?'
Steve chuckled and dropped his head on your shoulder, continuing to play with your clit as he whispered foul things in your ear.
'You're such a good girl, making me cum that hard, swallowing it all, hmmm, got my seed in your belly while Buck rearranges your guts, huh? You like that, pretty baby? Huh, you little cumslut?'
'Fuck, I'm gonna cum like this...' You moaned, feeling yourself get closer to the edge
Between Bucky fucking you deeply and Steve rubbing your clit you were surprised you hadn't exploded already.
'Don't you dare!' Bucky growled.
'W-what?...'
'Tell me the last word has been said about that fucking gun.'
'You can't be serious!'
'As a damn heartattack, Doll'
'Bucky!'
'I'd agree if I were you, Princess.' Steve chuckled, 'I can tell just from looking at him he's close'
'Fuck, please let me cum! Steve! Bucky!' you begged
'Promise us you'll let the gun thing go!'
'Fuck you!' you screamed out, praying to God they were bluffing, but as the words left your mouth, Bucky pulled out and finished against your thigh.
'NO!' you yelled as you felt your orgasm drift away and you were furious.
'I told you I was serious.' Bucky chuckled a little out of breath
'You asshole!' you pushed his shoulder and scrambled away.
'Hey, watch your fucking mouth!'
'We don't fucking do orgasm denial!' You yelled
'I gave you a fair fucking warning!' Bucky yelled back
You grabbed Bucky's discarded shirt and wiped his cum of your skin, throwing the dirty fabric at his face.
'She's right, Buck.' Steve chimed in. 'We don't do orgasm denial. Are you okay, baby?' he asked, pulling you close against him.
'Hmm,' You sighed as you sagged against him. 'Bucky is a big fat fucking meanie.'
You were sat in between his legs with your back against his chest, as he peppered kisses against your cheek
'Yeah, he is, princess.' He agreed, 'C'mere sweetie, open your legs for me.'
You did as he said, enjoying how warm Steve was, inside and out.
Steve's large hands roamed your body before one of them settled in between your legs, gently playing with your puffy folds while pressing kisses on your shoulder and neck. He continued whispering praises in your ear, softly working up the stimulation so as not to overwhelm you after your drop.
'Doing so good for me, pretty. Such a good, good girl. My perfect baby...does that feel good? Hmm? Am I making you feel all better?'
Steve's sweet words and gentle movements were like magic. You felt like you were climbing and falling all at the same time. It felt amazing, but still, there was a gnawing feeling in your stomach.
'Buck needs to leave...' you mumbled as your head lulled back against Steve's shoulder.
Steve kept his fingers moving over your clit in a slow, steady rhythm, but his kisses stopped for a second as he lifted his head to look at you.
'Baby, we don't do that...' he gently reminded you of your number one rule since the three of you got together: Never leave someone out.
Every time there was a sexual encounter in your relationship, it was always the three of you together, never just two. You had all agreed on this rule very early in your relationship, to avoid conflict.
Of course, you all loved each other equally, there was never any doubt of that. The rule was put in place because the first weeks of your relationship had proven it to be necessary.
You'd have sex with Bucky all afternoon, and when Steve got home from work you were both too exhausted, leaving him high and dry.
The week after, Steve would have you choking on his dick all morning, and by the time it was Buck's turn, your jaw was aching so bad that you could barely give them a proper kiss for days.
Finally, the three of you had decided good communication and a couple ground rules were a must if this was gonna work, so you decided from then on, all sex would include all three of you.
Plus they balance each other out so perfectly, you had to admit you always came the hardest when it was with both of them.
The only exception to the rule was when one of the boys was away from home for a business trip, the other could fuck you if and only if they asked permission first and send videos or skyped while it was happening.
You never had any problems ever since, until now. Bucky had broken another ground rule: no orgasm denial, and you wanted him to be punished.
'We don't do denial either.' You said firmly, 'Bucky leaves or I leave and take care of myself, and neither of you gets to touch me for a month'
'You don't make the rules here, brat.' Bucky growled, clearly offended.
'If I did you'd just break them!' you spat back, closing your legs to hide your body from him, suddenly feeling like he didn't deserve to look at you.
'Listen here you-'
'Go take a shower, Buck.' Steve interrupted him, covering your body with his large arms when he saw what you were doing.
'Excuse me?' Bucky questioned
'Go shower, we'll be there in a bit.' He explained calm yet firm.
'Steve, you can't be serious?'
'As a damn heart attack,' you said, throwing Bucky's words back in his face.
Bucky looked at you, at Steve, and back at you. His eyes narrowed the tiniest bit as they held an emotion somewhere between defeat and rage.
He got up from the bed without saying a word and walked to the ensuite bedroom, slamming the door behind him, making you flinch a little in Steve's arms.
Steve rolled his eyes at Bucky's theatrics, 'don't worry about him, you know what a hothead he is.' he said, pressing a firm kiss to the side of your head as his hands started rubbing up and down your figure.
'He's a fucking asshole, that's what he is.' you grumbled, earning a small chuckle from Steve, who has gone back to pressing kisses wherever he could.
'Hmm...you still love him, tho.'
'Yeah, well so do you...'
'I do, I love you both more than anything,' he admitted, gently prying your legs back open and trailing his fingers back to his favorite spot on earth.
'He loves us too, he loves you, I love you...with so much of my heart I it overwhelms me sometimes,' Steve mumbled, rubbing your clit at a steady pace,
'Hmm..' you moaned, clutching Steve's bicep as his other hand found your entrance, tracing your soaked slit before sliding in one, thick finger, immediately curling it against that spongy spot inside of your pussy.
'He..ah, fuck....he has a-a fucked up way of sh-showing it...'
'That he does...but you know how to set him straight, don't you?'
'Shit...Stevie don't stop...please...please don't stop doing that...'
'Yeah? You like it when I play with that desperate pussy? You're so fucking pretty, baby. So hot when you get all sassy, you know that? How hard it makes me when you open that bratty mouth of yours...drives me fucking insane...'
There was a neediness to Steve's voice, it almost sounded like a..whimper.
'Oh...Stevie...pleaaasseee...need to cum so bad...please, pleassee...' You begged
'I bet you do, baby...Bucky left you so needy for me,....think he can hear you from the shower? Think he's touching himself just listening to me playing with that drenched pussy?
You knew Steve was a big softie, with you and with Bucky. He wanted to be loyal to Bucky. He wanted to include him even if he wasn't there.
Steve was a switch, but he was always dominant with you. Not like Bucky tho, Bucky was mean and rough while Steve was more of a pleasure dom, ready to give you everything your heart (and pussy) desired.
'Bucky doesn't deserve my pussy...' You moaned, creeping closer to the edge
'Bucky's been a bad boy hasn't he? Do I deserve your pussy baby? Hmm?'
Your mind got clouded by Steve's change of dynamic. You had always been a massive brat and you thoroughly enjoyed powerplay, but you were a sub at heart. And the closer you got to an orgasm, the more submissive you became.
'fuck...yeah, Stevie....you've been so good to me...always so good to me...'
He worked your pussy like a fucking instrument, knowing exactly what spots to hit. He kept you on the edge, careful not to push you over. You became more desperate by the second. Steve's gentle touches started to bring more frustration than pleasure. You needed to be squeezed and manhandled, you needed to get called a desperate fucking whore...
'Yeah, baby? Am I doing good?' Steve whined, 'Am I being a good boy?'
'Nghnnn noooo no no...' you mumbled, trying to move his hand to your throat, desperately bucking against him, needing to be handled rougher...
'Need more....pleaasee...need...need..'
And just like that realization dawned on you somewhere in your clouded brain.
You needed Bucky.
'Need Bucky, baby? Want me to call him? Want him to make you cum really fucking hard?'
'Pleaaseee please, Buckyyyy!!' you begged, so close you could almost taste your orgasm
Steve was about to call out for Bucky, but the second his name left your mouth the door swung open.
'About fucking time.' Bucky growled
'Look at that, huh? Pussy so fucking desperate for me, can't even cum when I'm not in the room.' His hand found your neck and he immediately squeezed it perfectly as his other hand tangled in your hair, pulling it softly to make you meet his gaze.
'Such a good fucking slut, huh? My dirty little whore...aww fucking look at you...Are you crying? You wanna cum that bad, baby? Is that it? Wanna cum for Daddy?'
You nodded furiously, tears rolling down your cheeks as Steve finally picked up his pace.
'Look so fucking pretty like this, drooling like a fucking whore...'
'Please, please, please daddy let me cum, please!' you begged, praying to everything good and pure he would say yes as you felt a warm wave flowing through your body.
'Cum for us, now! Fuck yeah just like that...'
Your face scrunched up as you let out a pornworthy moan, thighs shaking in Steves grip as his skilled fingers toyed you through your high
'Fuck, yeah, that's a good fucking girl, my good slut, huh? Fuck...'
Bucky praised. His filthy words making your stomach flutter.
He bend down between the mess of tangled legs and started pressing kisses against your wet thigh, pulling Steves fingers out of you.
you let out a small moan at the feeling, looking down to see Bucky staring at your wet, puffy folds, using Steves's hand to robe around your entrance a little bit.
You though he would never stop staring at your pussy, until suddenly his lust-blazed eyes shot up, staring directly at your own. He slowly took Steves slick-covered fingers in his mouth, licking them clean while he never broke eye contact.
'Good boy, Stevie, making her cum like that.'
You felt Steve's dick twitch behind you at his praise.
'Thank you, sir...' he whined
'Move down a little, and put her on your lap.' Bucky commanded and Steve obliged almost immediately, shuffling down the bed a little to he was almost laying down, his shoulders still propped against the headboard.
He pulled up from between his legs, making you sit on his lap but he struggled to manouvre you around his rock hard cock.
'C'mere...like this...' Bucky explained, moving the both of you to his will.
You were practically laying back against Steve, your legs wide open, hooked over his thighs as his cock throbbed against your entrance.
'Would you look at that,' Bucky started, 'what a sight for sore eyes..'
He reclaimed his position between your legs. One of his hands gently traced up and how your inner thigh as the other did the same to Steve's leg.
You let your head lull back against Steve's hard chest while Steve's hands roamed over your body. One of his strong arms stretched over your belly, holding you close against him as his other arm curled across your chest with the same purpose.
You were relishing in Steve's warmth when he moaned suddenly, making you look down.
Bucky had wrapped his mouth around Steve's tip, sucking on him like it was his favorite piece of candy. You reached your arms up above your head, tangling in Steve's hair behind you,
'Fuck, Stevie you're so pretty....' you whined, making the man shudder beneath you
'He is, isn't he?' Bucky mumbled, taking Steve out of his mouth for a second, stroking and squeezing his wet, swollen tip.
'Look at that, princess, you're dripping all over his cock,'
Before you could look down, you felt Bucky lick a stripe up your pussy, collecting all the wetness that was trickling out of it.
'Taste so fucking good.' he groaned into your folds, making another moan tumble from your lips.
'Fuckfuckfuuuckk...ngggnn..' Steve whined at a particularly hard squeeze
'Wanna shoot your load in this wet fucking pussy Stevie? huh? Wanna make a mess?
'Please!' You and Steve moaned simultaneously, making Buckky grin
'Bunch of dirty sluts...'
Bucky pushed Steve's cockhead into your sensitive hole. Because of the position, he couldn't get very deep, but his tip was nestled right against your sweet spot, making you keen.
'Fuuucckk...' Steve moaned as you squeezed around his head so tightly it almost slipped out, but Bucky was making sure that didn't happen.
'Fuck yeah, baby, make that pussy strangle his cock...'
You started rocking your hips a little, the best you could. You didn't have much room but the tiny amount of friction was driving you both insane.
'Hmmm, just like that...good fucking girl, our little cockslut, aren't you?' Bucky spat, before licking a stripe all the way from Steve's balls, past where you two were connected, straight to your clit, where he attached his lips and started suckling and nibbling the sensitive bud, of course making you squeeze harder around Steve.
You started moaning like a whore while Steve whined and gasped in your ear. One of Bucky's hands stayed playing around your stuffed hole, making sure Steve stayed right where he needed to be.
'Want me to fill up your little hole too, Stevie?'
'yes yes yes please sir!'
'Hmm,' Bucky responded contently, running his fingers through the mess dripping out of your cunt before tracing them down to Steve's asshole.
He started with one finger, poking around a little until he finally connected the pad of his fingertip with Steve's prostate.
'SHIT!' Steve moaned out, bucking his hips up a bit, making his tip hit your g-spot a little more violently.
'That's it...that's the spot isn't it, Stevie?'
'Y-yes! Yes, sir...right there...please..."
Bucky added another digit and started fingering Steve's ass until he found a perfect rhythm, making sure to hit Stevie's spot every single time before connecting his mouth back to your clit.
He ate you out with vigor, focusing on your clit and sometimes letting his tongue lick past the part where Steve's cock disappeared into your tight and dripping pussy.
The closer you got to your orgasm, the tighter you squeezed around Steve's sensitive cockhead, and the more Bucky fingered Steve's sweet spot, the more he bucked against yours.
It felt like a neverending cycle of insane amounts of pleasure and you know both you and Steve were trying to prolong it as long as physically possible.
'I want you two to cum at the same time, think you could do that for me?'
'Yes, daddy,' you moaned
'Yes, sir' Steve added
'Good fucking sluts,' Bucky groaned, before attaching his lips back to your clit
'm'so close, Stevie, please fill me! I need it!
'fuckfuckFUCK! m'gonna cum baby...gonna cum so fucking hard...'
'Cum!' Bucky growled into your pussy, and you didn't have to be told twice.
'Yes please PLEASE cumming, I'm cumming!' Your hole contracted around Steve. His hands grabbed your hips hard enough to leave a bruise, partly to pull you down and partly to keep himself grounded as he shot his hot cum up into you.
'ARGh shit!' he swore, biting down on your neck while you felt him twitch inside of you.
Bucky let the both of you come down from your high as he places gentle kisses and traced soft shapes all over your and Steve's legs
'good girl...' he kissed your thighs
'Hmmm...n'good boy..' he whispered to Steve and he gently pulled out his fingers before giving one last command.
'Eyes on me, now,'
You and Steve immediately obliged, despite your exhaustion. You lifted your head a little and peeled open your eyes, to see Bucky guide Steve's softening cock out of your pussy. You both keened a little at the feeling, but neither of you had time to whine because Bucky stuck out his tongue and licked up the tiny stream of white seed running out of your abused hole.
'fuck...' he mumbled, 'tastes so fucking good...'
You and Steve could do nothing else but watch with droopy eyes and Bucky cleaned you up. When all of Steve's cum was swallowed, he turned to Steve's cock, licking up every single drop of arousal and cum he could find, earning another whine from Steve.
When he was finished, Bucky helped you slide off Steve's chest. He laid you down on your back and gave Steve a soft, slow kiss. You heard his praise, calling Steve a good boy and telling him how much he loved him.
It didn't take long for Bucky to turn to you, maneuvering so you were laying in between them.
You immediately clung to Steve, part of you still angry at Bucky.
As you laid your head on Steve's chest, Bucky came up behind you to snuggle. He pressed kisses against your bare shoulders and neck, wrapping his arms around you.
He could be so gentle. So soft. So sweet.
'M'sorry...' he mumbled in between kisses.
You didn't have the energy to say anything back, but you didn't push him away, and when his hand found yours, you didn't stop him as his fingers tangled with your own...
The next morning you woke up to wet kisses being pressed to your cheeks. The amount of scruff scratching the soft skin of your face was a dead giveaway that it was Steve.
'Stevieee...' you whined, although the smile on your face could not be hidden, 'S'too early...'
'Early?! It's eleven O'clock, you brat!' he chuckled, making you giggle
'Yeah, well you guys had me up until way past my bedtime and I need my beauty sleep.' you countered
'Is that so?' he smirked, leaning over you, 'I'm gonna need a reminder of what exactly it was that we did because...,' he leaned in closely, hot breath tickling the shell of your ear, 'I seem to have some trouble recalling it all...'
'Hmmm...I guess that's what happens with old age, huh Stevie?'
'Excuse me?!'
With a scowl on his face, he was quick to dig his fingers into your sides, making you squeal out.
'Nooooo, Steve, that tickles!! Stop it!! STOOPPPP!!' you trashed around trying to escape Steve's wrath, but to no avail...
'How's this for old, huh?'
'I take it back! I take it back!! I'm sorry, please stop! I TAKE IT BACK!'
Every the softy, Steve finally led up, staring at your exhausted form in contentment.
'Hmm, that's what I thought.' He grinned, pressing a satisfied kiss on your cheek before dropping down next to you
'How did you sleep, pretty girl?'
'Good, I always do when I'm here.'
'Are you okay?' He asked earnestly, 'We didn't get a chance to talk everything through last night so...talk to me, pretty.'
'So you do remember last night then?' you grinned
'Baby,' Steve warned, knowing you were trying to distract him.
You huffed, sitting up next to Steve.
'Why do we have to talk about it?'
'Because that's what we do, sweetheart.'
'Where's Buck?'
'Downstairs, making breakfast.' Steve replied, 'He thought it would be better if I came up here to wake you.'
'Is he angry with me?'
'Of course not, sweetie, why do you think that?'
You shrugged, not really knowing what to say.
'Are you angry with him?'
'I was,' you replied honestly, 'Now I'm just embarrassed'
'Why's that?'
'Because...you guys are so powerful, everyone fears you, everyone takes you seriously.'
Steve stayed quiet, glad you were finally speaking truthfully.
'Sometimes I just feel like...like I'm a weak link, a burden, some girl attached to you guys giving you headaches.
'Baby, you could never ever be a burden to us, we love you and we love protecting you, it's our job.'
'It's not though!' you spoke up a little, 'Not really...but I made it your job. I just thought that if I could protect myself you guys could finally worry less...work less...'
Steve's face softened at that.
'Oh, honey...' he took your face in his large hands, 'You didn't make us do anything. We love you. We are in love with you. And even if you were locked away in the highest tower with the largest amount of guns we would still want to protect you.'
You stared up at Steve with wide eyes, trying not to fill them with tears as you took in his words
'And I'm sorry we've been working so much, baby,' he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to your lips.
'Also, and I want to make this abundantly clear, I have never met anyone in my entire life who is stronger than you. You are powerful and we take you seriously.'
Your eyes dropped down at those last words, not going unnoticed by Steve.
'Is that what made you feel embarrassed? Bucky denying you made you feel powerless, that's why you sent him away, isn't it?'
'I didn't want him to go, I really didn't, I just...'
Steve noticed you were having difficulties finding your voice again.
'Wanted to reclaim your power?'
You nodded, grateful he understood.
'and that is super valid, baby. Bucky shouldn't have done it, he knows that. You have nothing to be embarrassed about.'
'I'm glad he came back though...' you admitted, making Steve grin 'And just so you know, I saw right through that little act, Rogers. I knew what you were doing.'
He laughed at that, 'Well, it worked, didn't it?'
'It did, yeah' You admitted, comfortable sagging against him
'Can I admit something?' He asked
'Sure, Stevie, what is it?'
'I'm a little embarrassed too...'
You pulled back a bit, looking at him with a confused frown on your face.
'What? Why?'
'Because...you've never seen me like that...that,uh...so, so...'
'Subby?'
'Yeah, I guess so...'
'Well, I thought it was really hot.'
'You did?' Steve frowned.
you nodded, 'I like that you're dominant with me but submissive with Bucky. It made me feel less alone? weird? I don't know the right word for it...'
'Hmm...' Steve nodded understandingly, 'Being able to let yourself go, to show a side of yourself not a lot of people get to see, I think that's pretty damn powerful'
'That's why neither of you should be embarrassed'
You both turned to see Bucky standing in the doorframe with a big platter and a bouquet of fresh roses.
'How long have you been standing there?' you asked
'Let's just say I hope you like your eggs a little cold.' he replied, not moving. He was waiting for you to tell him he could come closer. giving you the power.
'Well get over here then.' You said with a faint smile
He sat down on the bed, placing the platter on the bed next to you and Steve. It looked delicious, as did he.
He took the roses and placed them carefully on your lap, giving you an apologetic look.
'I never ever wanna embarrass you. Not ever. If anything, I'm the one who should be feeling ashamed, and sweetheart, let me promise you right now that I fucking do.' He said
'Also,' Steve jumped in, 'we got you a gift'
That took you by surprise, you looked back and forth at the both of them.
'What? You didn't have to do that...' you said, watching Bucky pull a box out of his pocket.
'Yes, we did.' He said, handing it to you, watching your face with focus as you opened it.
Inside was a beautiful necklace, delicate with a small pendant hanging in the middle.
A gun.
It was a little gun charm hanging on the necklace.
You couldn't help the massive smile tugging at your lips, immediately spreading all over your face.
'I acted like a fucking pussy.' Bucky said, 'All I ever want is to keep you safe. I let my pride and my ego get into my head and I crossed a line and I'm so, so sorry for-hmfp'
Whatever words he wanted to say after that got swallowed by your kiss. You tried your best not to squish the roses as you tangled your fingers in the back of Bucky's hair. When you pulled back, you pressed one last softer kiss to his lips before whispering 'I love you so fucking much, sometimes I think I'm gonna have a fucking heart attack'
Bucky chuckled against your lips, remembering when he said those exact words to you last night.
You reached over to put the roses on the bedside table before pulling in Steve for a kiss, pulling at his hair and at his heartstrings as you mumbled; 'And I love you...with so much of my heart, it overwhelms me sometimes...'
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Do You Notice
PAIRING: Female Avenger! Reader x Bucky Barnes
SUMMARY: When a mission goes wrong and Y/N ends up in the hospital, feelings are revealed and healing begins.
SONG
WARNINGS: Angst, Fluff, Blood, Violence, Mentions of injury (gun shot wounds), Worried! Bucky, Soft! Bucky
Word Count: 1783 (she got away from me a little bit.)
A/N: I heard this song on the way home from PT and was like OMG I need a soft Bucky confessing like this but I also want some angst in ma life so here is this. It might be a lil chaotic but alas so is my mind.
Words in italics are song lyrics.
Enjoy! <3
Dividers by Rookthorne
(omg stop he looks so stressed. Honey are you ok?)
Everything was going smoothly… Too smoothly for her liking. She crept down the hall of the HYDRA base, thumb drive in hand. The base was under-guarded when she and Sam had arrived, a welcomed surprise but the further she went along with the mission the weirder things got. No guards in the files room, no patrols, no nothing. Just silence. “~Phoenix, come in. Everything ok with you girly?~” Sam’s voice in her ear caused her to jump, listening so hard to the silence the routine check in surprised her. “~Yeah, everything’s fine… a little too fine if you know what I mean.” She peaked around a corner as Sam chuckled, “Eh, I’m sure everything’s fine. Let's just get the he- SHIT! I’M BEIN’ AMBUSHED!” Sam squawked in the comms causing her to rush to his location to assist.
When she arrived, there were at least 20 guys all piling it on Sam with three on his back, causing him to struggle. She seamlessly came in and took out the three trailers and pushed her back up against Sam’s so that no one could sneak up on them. “I told you things were going too well!” She shouted over the gunfire surrounding them. “Now is really not the time for I told you so’s!!” Sam grunted in reply as he sucker punched one of the guys, sending him to the ground. Slowly but surely, the pair seemed to get everything under control, when the last guy dropped and just as they were going to high-tail it outta there, she saw an agent aiming for Sam.
Her heart stopped and time seemed to slow. Without a second thought, she launched herself at Sam, successfully moving him out of the way, but in the process taking the bullet for him. “SHIT, Y/N!” Sam roared as she hit the ground. He quickly spun and shot the hidden agent and flipped her over, observing the alarming amount of blood that was pouring out of the wound. The bullet had entered about three inches below her left breast, meaning it definitely punctured the lung. “Shit, h-hey! Stay with me girl!” Sam said as he started to pick her up and run for the exit. “Goddamn it.” She groaned as the world started to go fuzzy around her, “I told Bucky that I’d meet him for coffee”. Sam shook his head, remembering how his friend said that he was going to confess to the girl that was now bleeding out in his arms. “And you will, y-you worry too much.” Sam replied, kicking open the door. “It kinda sucks, I’ll never tell ‘im how I really feel about him Sammy.” She said as her heavy eyelids began to droop close. “H-hey no, don’t close your eyes on me!” Sam shouted as he shook her a little, approaching the jet. She groaned again and registered Sam talking to her, but his voice was so far away, like he was underwater. “Sammy, you gotta tell him for me, please do it for me Sammy.” Y/N blinked a few times trying to focus her vision on her good friend who was placing her on the ground and speaking to her but when she blinked, her eyes refused to open again.
Bucky stood by the entrance to the hangar deck, waiting for Sam and Y/N to come back from their mission. He finally plucked up the courage to tell her that he loved her and was on his way to tell her when she was called out on this last minute mission so he had settled to wait till she got back. So instead when he saw her, he told her that he would be waiting for her when she got back. Running over the words of his confession in his head, he was snapped out of it by the med crew running by him with a gurney. Bucky froze and felt his heart begin to race. He pushed off the wall and ran after the crew onto the deck to see that the jet had just landed and they were placing her on the gurney. Bucky’s feet froze to the floor, his heart stopping and falling to the pit of his stomach as he watched them rush her away to the med bay. He was so shocked that he didn’t register that Sam was calling to him until he placed his hand on his shoulder.
“Bucky! ‘C'mon we gotta go!” Sam ushered, as he shoved Bucky back towards the building. This seemed to snap him out of his dazed state and to start running after Sam. “What the hell happened out there?!” Bucky shouted as the pair rushed to the elevator. Once inside, Sam replied, “got ambushed on our way out, one sneaky bastard tried to shoot me but Y/N jumped in front of the shot.” Bucky let out a shaky sigh and clenched his jaw, that was typical Y/N fashion, always trying to be the hero.
After what felt like eternity, the elevator door opened to reveal the med deck and the pair rushed out of the elevator into the med bay where they were met by Doctor Cho who just held out her hand causing the two boys to skid to a halt in front of her. “She’s in surgery right now. The bullet pierced her left lung causing it to collapse, and the damage is pretty significant, but luckily it was a clean through and through so we should be able to close everything up just fine, but things are gonna be touch and go for a few hours yet.” Cho said, seeming to read the questions on their lips before a breath was even taken to speak them. “Now Wilson, come over here so I can check you over. Barnes, sit in that chair over there, Bruce will be out once everything is done to talk to you.” The pair shared a look before doing as they were told, Sam moving to the room down the hall and Bucky plopping himself in a chair, waiting for any word that she would be ok.
Bucky didn’t know how much time had passed or when he fell asleep, but a hand on his shoulder snapped him into consciousness, looking to see Bruce watching him with a tired look on his face. Bucky was on his feet in an instant. “How is she?” Bruce smiled and removed his hand from his shoulder. “She’ll be fine. Off missions for a few months, but fine. She should be waking up right about now if you want to go see he-” Bucky didn’t need to hear the rest of the sentence before he was racing down the hallway and into her room where he saw her leaning back on the bed with her eyes closed. Oxygen was flowing through the tubes on her face and the steady beeping from the heart monitor let him know that she was ok, she was alive.
He took a deep breath before closing the door, the sound of the lock clicking causing her eyes to flutter open and meet Bucky's. “Hey Buck,” She croaked out as he marched across the room till he was standing next to her bed. He clenched and unclenched his jaw as he ran his eyes over her face. “What the hell were you thinkin’?” Bucky whispered, afraid that if he spoke any louder his voice would break. “Buck-” He shook his head, cutting her off, “Do you realize what you dying would have done to me? Did you think about that before you made the decision to play the hero?” Y/N closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh as she listened to his words. “I didn’t have a choice, Buck. If the shot hit Sam, he’d be dead right now.” Bucky took a shuddery breath and shook his head. “I-I’m sorry, doll. I-I was just scared.” He pulled one of the chairs up next to the bed before he sat down before taking her hand. “I, I need to ask you somethin’.” He spoke softly as he brought his eyes to meet her gaze which looked at him full of questions.
“When you sleep, do you dream of me? A-and when you're awake, do you think of me?” His words caught her off guard, there was no way that he knew how she felt, she made sure to keep that well hidden. “W-where is this coming from?” She asked, but Bucky ignored her question and continued speaking, “'Cause baby, when I sleep, I dream of you, and when I'm awake, that's all I do. Thinkin’ about every detail you have.” Bucky let go of her hand and stood up, beginning to nervously pace the floor as he spoke, “Do you notice when I get mad, I clench my jaw? O-or do you notice when I get sad, I tend to fall over my words?” Bucky stopped and she opened her mouth to say yes, she knew all of these things but he beat her to it, “'Cause I notice when you get mad you close your eyes. And I notice when you are sad you let out sighs. I need to know, are those sighs ever over me?” Bucky stopped pacing and took her hand once again. “Do you know how in love with you I am?” He took the hand that he was holding and placed it over his racing heart, “Do you see how in love with you I am?”
He blinked a few times, and willed himself to meet her gaze and sucked in a sharp breath when he saw the adoration pooling in them as she looked at him. “Oh you silly man,” She whispered as she sniffled softly, “I see all of those things and more.” Bucky was hanging onto every word she said, “You are my first and last thought every day, you were my last thought before I blacked out and the first one when I woke up again. Mostly, how you were gonna be pissed at me.” She chuckled and moved her hand from his chest to the side of his face, smiling as he nuzzled into her touch. “I’m so crazy in love with you, it’s not even funny.” She whispered. Bucky placed his larger hand over hers turning his face to press a kiss to her palm. “Does that mean you’re mine?” He asked, locking eyes with her. She shook her head with a smile, “Of course you dummy, so long as you promise to take me out once I get outta here.” Bucky let out a laugh and kissed her palm again. “It’s a deal.”
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As We Go Along (Part 2)
I know I'm gonna hear about how I ended this, but I felt it was getting a bit too long and this just let's me be able to make the next part a bit spicy. 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
A/N: very brief mention of 2 dogs being kicked, but that is it. Also, some of the tags in the taglist didn't work and I don't know why. This picture is how I pictured the dogs. No, I do not own this picture, I found it on Google.
It had been a couple of months since you came to Bucky Barnes’ home. A lot of people Bucky either worked with or for Bucky were in and out constantly. This you were used to. Your father always had a bunch of people in and out of your house as well. What was different this time though, they would acknowledge you. You weren’t sure if it was Bucky or the snacks and sweets you liked to make to keep yourself busy. Everyone was always polite with you. The only one that would act familiar with you, other than Bucky, was Steve. Steve always made sure you were taken care of if Bucky was busy. You enjoyed his company and you thought he enjoyed yours as well.
You were still getting used to not being told what to do or when to do it. Bucky wanted you to make yourself at home, so you were trying. You had never felt welcome when you lived with your family, but this felt different. You cooked and baked as you pleased. If you needed something that wasn’t in the house someone would get it for you. You hadn’t ventured out of the house yet. You wanted to get used to being in your new home before you started going places with or without Bucky.
Today you made some snacks and cookies, leaving them in the kitchen for everyone to eat. You decided to explore the library Bucky had. You opened the doors to it and felt like you were in Beauty and the Beast. You’re sure you looked like Belle the way your jaw dropped as you looked around the room. There were so many books. You wanted to read them all. You looked through all the books until a title caught your eye. You had heard about this book but never had the chance to read it. You grabbed it off the shelf and found a very cozy chair to sit in. You cracked the book open preparing to get lost in the words on the page.
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You weren’t sure how much time had passed but a loud yell jolted you from your trance. You realized you were well over halfway finished with the book. Putting the book down, you made your way to the library doors. You could still hear yelling. Someone ran down the hall. You couldn’t help the panic that was rising in your chest. You opened the door, almost running into someone in the process.
“Shit.” You looked up to see Steve looking at you with relief plastered on his face. “There you are. I was starting to think you took off on us.”
“Of course not. I was just reading. Is everything okay? Who just ran down the hall?”
“Everything is fine, sweetheart, don’t worry. Buck is looking for you though. He’s in his office, he’s waiting on you.”
“Oh, okay.” You thanked Steve as you made your way to Bucky’s office. When you made it there the door was cracked. You could see he was reading something and pacing behind his desk. You admired him for a bit. He was almost always in a suit. The one he had on today was gray with a white button up underneath. He looked incredibly handsome, as alway. You gave a knock to make sure he knew you were there.
“What is it?” The harshness in his voice caught you off guard.
“Bucky?” His head shot up at the sound of your voice. He laid the papers back on his desk and made his way to you.
“Hey, doll. What have you been doing?”
“I found the library. I was reading. Did I interrupt? The door wasn’t closed.”
“Not at all. I just got caught up in some paperwork. Did you find anything good?”
“Yeah, the one I found is really good. I’ve always wanted to read it.” He put his hand on your lower back as he led you out of his office.
“I’m glad you found something you like, doll.”
“Steve said you were waiting for me?”
“I was. I needed to talk to you.” You tensed for a split second but Bucky was quick to reassure you. “Nothing bad, but your father has been pressing about a wedding for the last couple of days.” That surprised you.
“Really?” Your father never wants to know about anything that has to do with you. He must want to make sure you’re really out of his hair. That or he wants something.
“From what you told me about him, it surprised me, too.” You didn’t say anything. This was the first time a wedding was brought up since you had been here. The closest it had been was your first night here when the two of you were talking about why and how you ended up engaged to each other. You still hadn’t thought about the wedding, you were still getting used to being with Bucky. Sure, you knew you had to marry him, but the two of you were still getting comfortable with each other. Bucky hadn’t pressed the wedding and you hadn’t either. The two of you had been perfectly content the last few weeks.
“What did he want to know?” The two of you had made your way into the kitchen where Bucky noticed you had some snacks out again. He couldn’t help the small smile that came to his face. You had been making yourself at home and he loved it. He wasn’t sure you even realized what you had been doing. He loved that you had started doing things like this.
“He wanted a date. I told him we hadn’t decided yet, but he’s still pressing for one.”
“Probably wants to make sure I’m not his problem anymore.” Bucky gives you a sad smile. You shake your head. “Don’t give me that look, Bucky. I’m just stating a fact.”
“I still don’t like it, doll.”
“I feel like he wants something, though. I know him, it’s not just about the date for him or getting rid of me. He wants something.” Bucky sat you down on the barstool in the kitchen. Then he started to get things out of the fridge to make the two of you some lunch. You watched as he got various things out to make subs. He took off his suit jacket, rolling up the sleeves on his button up. You couldn’t get over the fact that you had someone who would do this for you. You didn’t even ask, yet here he was making you lunch.
“What do you think he wants?” You sighed. You really didn’t know, but it wasn’t like your father to want to know about anything to do with you.
“I really don’t know.”
“Whatever it is, I’ll handle it.” You could hear the finality in his voice. You believed him when he said he would handle it. In the short time that you knew Bucky, you knew he would take care of you. You had no doubt about that. You also knew he wanted you here. He made that very clear to you. It made your heart swell with affection for him. You watched as Bucky assembled the subs and sat one down in front of you while he finished his up.
“Thank you, Bucky.”
“You’re welcome, doll. So, would you want to talk about setting a date?” You mulled over his question as you took a bite of your sub. It was wonderful.
“Sure. Did you have anything in mind?”
“Not particularly. Did you? I know most women have their entire wedding planned before they even meet someone.” He laughed a little at the end.
“That’s fair. My sister does and she isn’t even dating anyone.” You laughed. The two of you sat in comfortable silence while finishing up your lunch. Once you were finished Bucky took your plate and placed them in the dishwasher. While he did that you put up everything he used to make lunch with.
“I would’ve gotten that, doll.”
“I know, but this way it’s already done. I don’t want to keep you from anything either.”
“I’m done for the day. I actually wanted to take you out.” He smirked a little at the surprise on your face. “Nothing fancy. I just wanted to spend the day with you. I’ve been pretty busy since you got here. We also need to go pick out a ring for you.” You felt your heart hammer in your chest. A ring. That made this real. You tried to calm your racing heart.
“Bucky, I don’t need a ring.”
“I want to do this, doll. I know you didn’t have a lot when you got here either. I want to take you out and you can get whatever you want. Let me do this for you.”
“I don’t need anything. I have what I need.” You tried, but you could tell by the look on his face it wasn’t going to convince him otherwise.
“That right there, doll, is exactly why you deserve to be taken care of. You’ve never asked for anything from anyone have you?” You shook your head. You asked for something one time, but you were met with laughter and then yelling. Yelling that you shouldn’t ask for anything and you had everything you needed. You never asked for anything ever again.
“Then that settles it. We’re going out and doing whatever it is you want, doll. I’ll go change and we’ll head out.”
“Okay, um, I’m gonna go change too. I’ll meet you back down here in a few minutes.” Without thinking Bucky leaned in giving you a kiss on the cheek. When he pulled back his eyes were as wide as yours. Neither of you had been expecting that. You cleared your throat. “I’m gonna get changed.” Bucky just nodded.
You walked up to your room a wide grin on your face. You couldn’t believe what had just happened. It was just a kiss on the cheek, but it made your face heat up and your toes tingle. You looked around your closet to find something to wear. You settled on your favorite jeans and a sweater. It was mid September so it wouldn’t be too hot or too cold. You paired that with your favorite pair of converse. You walked back down the stairs only to find Bucky waiting with Steve. Your heart nearly stopped. He was in slacks and a sweater. He was so handsome. You wanted to tell him.
Bucky heard you on the stairs. He turned around and he swore his heart skipped a beat. You weren’t in anything flashy or attention seeking, just jeans and a sweater. You looked beautiful and he decided to tell you so.
“You look gorgeous, doll.”
“Thank you, Bucky. You look handsome as well.” You decided to voice your earlier thoughts.
“Let’s go treat you to a day out, doll.”
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The two of you were walking down the street. You went to a few stores, but you only got some practical things. You got some more sweaters, jeans, and a couple pairs of shoes. You did end up with a few things you had wanted like fuzzy blankets and comfy clothes. You hadn’t been to a jewelry store yet. You weren’t sure when you were going to go. Bucky wouldn’t let you carry any of your bags. He handed them off to Steve who would always go put them in the vehicle you rode.
“I can carry my own bags, Bucky.”
“Nonsense, doll.” That’s how it went in any of the stores you got anything from. Finally Bucky ushered you into a jewelry store. You hadn’t paid attention to what store it was, until you looked around. Your mouth dropped. You were in freaking Tiffany and Co.
“Bucky, what are we doing here?”
“Getting you a ring, doll.”
“But, Bucky, this is Tiffany’s.”
“And?” Your eyes widened while you looked around. You didn’t deserve to be here. This was too much.
“I don’t deserve all this, Bucky.” Bucky paused to look at you.
“Doll, you deserve so much more than what you’ve been led to believe. I want to show you, but I need you to let me.” You could see the honesty in his eyes. You never had someone who wanted to do things like this for you.
“Okay. I’m just not used to this. It’s going to take me some time.” Bucky grabbed your hand. He brought it up to his lips, giving your fingers a kiss.
“We’ve got nothing but time, doll.” You gave Bucky a soft smile. You knew this man would take care of you. Bucky led you around the store with his hand on the small of your back. You looked around. All the rings seemed so extravagant. You couldn’t really see yourself wearing any of them. Then you came to one that seems simpler than the others you had seen. Bucky caught on when you stilled.
“See one you like, doll?” You gave him a small nod and pointed to it. One of the workers came over when they noticed the two of you looking pointedly at one of the cases.
“Did something catch your eye?” The two of you looked up to the lady behind the case. She was giving the two of you a sweet smile.
“I believe we did. We’d like this one please.” She looked down to where Bucky pointed. She unlocked the case and handed it to Bucky.
“What do you think, doll? This the one,” Bucky asked as he slipped it onto your finger. You looked down at the ring, your ring. It was big and kinda flashy, but it was the simplest one you had seen and you fell in love with it. You loved it.
“It is. I love it.” Without thinking you rose on your toes giving him a kiss on the cheek. You sat back down on your feet. You weren’t sure but you could’ve sworn, Bucky’s cheeks turned pink. You slipped the ring back off, handing it to Bucky who then handed it to the associate from the store.
“We’ll take this one.”
“Wonderful! If you’ll follow me over to the register we can get everything settled and talk about a payment plan.”
“That won’t be necessary. I’ll pay it in full today.” The associate’s eyes went wide.
“Oh, of course, I didn’t mean to assume. That’s usually how it works.” She scurried over to the register waiting for the two of you to follow.
“Why don’t you head back out to the car, doll. I’ll be right there.” Bucky gave your hand a squeeze.
“Okay.” You gave him a small smile. Steve was waiting for you by the car.
“Hey, sweetheart, find anything?”
“We did. Buck-” your words were cut off by a high pitched yelp. You and Steve looked down the street to see a man kicking a poor dog. Without thinking you quickly made your way down the street towards the scene. You never took your eyes off the dog. It was a pitbull, scrawny and pitiful. You could tell it was hungry. Then you noticed he was kicking another that looked just as pitiful. You quickly grabbed the two dogs away from the man.
“What the hell are you doing?” You nearly yelled as you held on to the two dogs.
“They were digging in the trash. I don’t need any more messes to clean up.” You looked up at the hateful man.
“You can clearly tell they’re starving. They’re just trying to survive, like everyone else. You don’t know what they’ve been through. You should be ashamed of yourself for kicking poor defenseless animals.” Steve saw a fire in you he had never seen or even had an inkling you had in you. Neither you nor Steve had realized Bucky had made his way down to where you were.
“I don’t give a damn. I don’t need these mutts ruining my business. If you know what’s good for you get lost!” The man yelled.
“What’s going on here?” Bucky came up behind you. You were still crouched down holding on to the two dogs tightly. Bucky held his hand out for you. You gladly accepted and stood up. Bucky wrapped a protective arm around you. The dogs stayed right by your legs even after you stood up. The man froze when he saw Bucky and how he interacted with you.
“Nothing, Mr. Barnes. I was just telling his girl to mind her business.”
“So that is how you justify yelling at my fiance?” You had never heard Bucky’s voice so cold before. It sent chills down your spine.
“Fiance?” He looked back to you. You stared at the man with fire in your eyes. You watched as his face paled.
“Yes, now I believe you owe her an apology.”
“I’m sorry, ma’am, truly I am.” You didn’t say a thing. Anyone who hurt defenseless animals didn’t deserve kindness, not in your book. Bucky looked up and realized the restaurant was owned by a friend of his. He smirked at the man.
“I will be talking to Tony and Pepper about your despicable behavior.” Bucky released his hold on you to step closer to the man. “If I were you, I’d start looking for a new job outside of this city, because you will not be finding one in it any time soon. Understood?”
“Yes, sir.” The man scurried back in the restaurant. Seeing Bucky in control and in charge like that did something to you. You found it… sexy. You shivered a bit from the realization and the chill of the wind. Bucky turned back to you.
“What was that all about, doll?” You crouched back down to the dogs before you. They leaned into your touch.
“He was kicking these poor dogs, Bucky. Yes, they got into the trash, but they’re just trying to survive. They were getting kicked for trying to live. I couldn’t just stand there.” Your eyes never left the sweet babies in front of you. Bucky was in awe of you. He saw the way you had talked to the man before he said anything. He was falling for you and quick.
“Let’s go get them checked out.” You looked up at Bucky.
“What?” Bucky crouched down beside you.
“I told you, I’ve always wanted a dog. Let’s take these two and get them checked out, then we’ll take them home.” Without a second thought, you leaned into Bucky kissing him. It caught you both off guard. You leaned back realizing what you did. You looked at each other with wide eyes. You opened your mouth to apologize, but before you could, Bucky gently grabbed the nape of your neck bringing your face to his again. The two of you parted once you needed air. You opened your mouth again.
“Don’t you dare apologize for that. I’ve been wanting that for weeks.” You felt a blush creep across your cheeks.
“I wasn’t. I was gonna ask if we could go get some things for the dogs.” You giggled. Bucky couldn’t help the laugh that escaped him.
“Of course, doll. We’ll do that after the vet.” You picked up one dog while Bucky picked up the other. Steve was in front of the two of you opening the car door. Once you and Bucky were in with the dogs. Steve drove you all to the vet.
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You were finally home after your eventful day. You watched as the two dogs curled up with each other in the big dog bed you got them. They were dressed in pajamas much to Bucky’s dismay. Bucky shook his head as he sat on the couch with you looking at them.
“I can’t believe you put pajamas on them. They’re supposed to be fierce animals, doll.”
“Bucky, everyone is scared of them. They’re just big babies. They deserve to have a fair shot like everyone else.” He couldn’t argue with that.
“They need names. Any ideas.”
“I had a couple.”
“Let me hear ‘em.”
“I liked Maple and Blu.”
“Maple and Blu.” It was as if the dogs knew you were talking about them. They both looked at you and started wagging their tails.
“Maple.” The tan bully started wagging her tail looking at you.
“Blu.” The gray bully started wagging his tail looking at Bucky. You laughed.
“I guess that settles it then. Maple and Blu.” He stared at the two bullies that were now named and content in their bed. He couldn’t believe the way his life had turned out over the last few weeks. He’s going to marry a kind and beautiful woman. He finally got, not one, but two dogs. He couldn’t wait to share his life with you. Which reminded him of a certain blue bag that had your ring in it.
“Wait right here, doll.” Bucky got up off the couch. He sat the bag in his office while you got the dogs settled and Steve took the rest of the bags to your room. He grabbed the bag and made his way back to you in the living room. He sat down on the coffee table in front of you. You sat up to meet him. He had this look you couldn’t quite place.
“Doll, I know we have an arrangement, but I don’t see it as an arrangement anymore. I want to share my life with you. I want to treat you to things you would never treat yourself to. I want to do things with you, explore with you. Please, know I want to marry you because I want to.” There were tears in your eyes. You had been wondering if this was still just an arrangement to him. It wasn’t to you, not anymore. You were relieved to know he felt the same way.
“You don’t know how happy I am to hear that. I’m so glad you feel the same way I do. This stopped being just an arrangement to me a while ago.” Your tears started to fall, but Bucky was quick to wipe them away.
“Oh my sweet, sweet girl. You don’t know how precious you’ve become to me over these last few weeks. I’d do anything you asked me to.” He took two boxes out of the bag. The first he opened was your ring. He slid it onto your finger with a kiss to your hand. Then he opened the second to reveal a necklace that matched your ring. “I wanted to get you something else. I thought this would suit you.”
“Thank you, Bucky. Would you put it on me?”
“Of course, doll. Turn around.” You did so. You let him adjust your hair as needed. He clipped the necklace in place. When you turned around, Bucky placed his hands on either side of your face. You gently grabbed both of his wrists. You couldn’t believe how lucky you were. Bucky brought you close and kissed you with so much passion it made you dizzy. You couldn’t help the moan that escaped you. Bucky felt himself harden at your moan.
“You can’t be making those noises, doll.”
“What are you gonna do about it?” You watched his eyes darken.
What did you just do?
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Hello! I'd like to request a Bucky x reader fic with prompt number 30 please! Thank you <3
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30. Nightgown
September prompt list
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem. reader
Word count: 921
Warnings: Vague descriptions of reader's body, mature talk, mentions of Bucky getting steamy.
With every step Bucky took he felt his legs getting more and more tired. It had been a long week of fighting the bad guys across the world, and the simple thought of a flight of stairs being the only thing keeping him away from you, made him feel like he was still thousands of miles away. He longed for you like never before, if only he could skip every step and be in your arms, instead of facing the windy night of the streets of New York.
The scent of home greeted him the moment he opened the door, an unconscious smile reaching his lips when all the signs of you being there started to come together: the freshly bought flowers, the muffled sounds of you mixing something in the kitchen, the soft music playing in the background, the smell of food being cooked, your shoes long forgotten by the table… he followed every clue until the final piece met his ears. “Buck?” Your voice. God, how much he missed hearing your voice.
He was about to answer, he really was, but what he sees in the kitchen takes away every word he has ever known. “Doll,” his voice is a helpless breath. You are a vision in silk, the fog that invaded his brain before starting to float away at the sight of the nightgown that so delicately hugged your body. “What’s that?” His eyes scanned you up and down, taking their time to really look at you.
“What? Dessert?” You turned around with false innocence, hiding behind the glass of wine you had been drinking hoping he wouldn’t see the heat of your cheeks, but your innocent smile only lured him in more. Bucky took a couple of steps towards you, approaching you slowly, your whole body trembling just from how he looked at you.
“Doll,” he warned again, his voice deep rumbling in his chest. “What. Is. This.” With every word, his eyes lingered on a different part of your lightly covered body until he finally reached you, his fingers traveled down the side of your body, feeling your skin, tangling in the silk of the gown.
“I found it in a vintage store down the street. A nightgown, I think that’s what this is called.”
“Oh, trust me, I know what it is called.” Bucky never thought he would ever see something like that ever again, much less on you. You looked like a ghost from a past life making him a visit, a friendly ghost, one that was there to be sure he was doing well in his new life. “Aren’t you cold?” He pushed the robe off your shoulder slightly, just enough to be able to kiss a feather-like kiss on the skin there. “It’s starting to get chilly outside, don’t want you getting sick.”
“A little, the wine was helping.” He kissed away the quick chuckle you let out. “But I wanted to surprise you.” Your eyes followed his fingers along the side of your gown, feeling the trail of goosebumps that appeared after it. Bucky searched for your eyes with a hidden, mischievous smile in his, until he found them looking up at him from under your eyelashes.
“I wanted to feel like I was waiting for my brave man to come home after a battle,” your false dramatism made him chuckle, finally falling into your arms and kissing you deeply. Your arms locked around his shoulders, keeping him in place pressed against your body as he deepened the kiss, licking into your mouth and tasting every little whimper you let out.
“Mmmh… is this how you would have welcomed me back then too?” His voice vibrated in his chest making you feel against yours, kissing you again, this time softer. “Baking brownies-” He kissed your neck. “Tasting like chocolate-” He moved to the other side of your neck, leaving a kiss there. “Half-naked in the kitchen?” He found your lips again to make sure you were real and not a daydream, and when his arms enveloped you tighter he confirmed you were real; Bucky could swear he could feel every goosebump of your skin, the curve of your breasts against his chest and your nipples poking through the thing fabric.
“If that’s enough to make you stay…” The slight sadness in your voice made him pull apart.
“You are always enough to make me stay.” He assured you, his hands framing your face pulling you in for one more long, hungry kiss. “Though, If this is how I’m gonna be welcomed every time I leave…”
“You’re ridiculous.” Your giggling interrupts your words but the light push you give to his chest gets the point across. Bucky doesn’t let you go far, though, he traps your hands and pulls you in, your teeth clashing in the middle of the kiss he tries to give you, your smiles too big for it to work.
“I’m gonna buy every single nightgown in the city for you.” He promises against your lips. His hands never stop wandering around your body, they reach your butt and lift you there. He places you on the counter, your legs caging him and pulling him in.
“And I’m not letting you go for at least 6 months.” You warn him back, feeling his hands already traveling up your arms and pulling down the straps of the gown.
“Works for me.” Is the last thing he says before spending the night making up for all the days he missed you.
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Drive-ins & Earthquakes
Bucky Barnes x Reader + a very clueless Steve
Bucky has the biggest crush on you but he’s scared a humiliating conversation will ruin his chances
Warnings: Fluff, vague mentions of sex
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"A player? Huh now?" You smirked.
"Oh please tell me more Rogers."
Steve blissfully continued, unaware of Bucky's strained neck and vigorous hand movements telling him to cut it out.
His eyes brightened with excitement, happy to continue the tales of his best friends' antics.
"Used to have girls on each arm wherever he went. They just flocked to him like birds to a tree. Oh, and remember that old car you had, Buck?"
"No I do not," Bucky gritted. "How about we change the–"
"What was it? A Cadillac? Buick? All I know is Buck had a new girl ridin’ in that front seat every weekend. Probably taking them to that lookout point and—"
"Steve!" Bucky was visibly upset, his voice raising into a shout.
"What, Buck? C’mon you gotta admit you were a bit wild back then, especially at those drive-in theaters. Not sure how you always managed to get a girl naked in a pack full of cars."
He was fighting the urge to race over to Steve and slap his hand over his mouth, muffling any words that tried to escape. But then his adoration for you would’ve been too obvious.
I mean it’s not like his crush on you was exactly discrete. Everyone always caught him gawking at you during meetings or following you around in a poor attempt to spark a conversation. It was as if everyone knew but you— and he certainly didn’t want you finding out because his best friend is taking a painful trip down memory lane.
Unfortunately, Steve ignores his pleas and jumps into another story.
“Let me tell you, I used to park next to him at those theaters and I swear it looked like an earthquake hit his car. Thought the wheels would pop off with how much it was shaking!”
"God dammit Steve will you just shut up!"
There’s a long pause of silence until you burst into laughter. Steve looks between the two of you, a dawn of realization hitting him over the head as he watches Bucky look away in disappointment. His eyes grow wide with regret while Bucky's filled with embarrassment.
You’re clenching your stomach, tears sprouting from your eyes all while Bucky watches in defeat. He’d been trying to ask you out for so long, and after today? He isn’t too sure he ever will.
"I swear he's making it worse than it seems..." Bucky trails off.
"Yea— yea. I definitely was stretching the truth. The car was actually pretty stable.”
You burst into another fit of giggles, hardly able to stand up straight.
“Sorry Buck, maybe I should just...yea." And with that, Steve turns around quickly, exiting the room before he can say anything else to ruin his friends chances.
Bucky’s arms were folded, his mind questioning whether or not he should just leave entirely.
Noticing his silence, you place your hand over your mouth to withhold your uncontainable laughter. You bite your lip, “I’m sorry.”
He turns to you, face beet red as he tries to defend himself. “It was like one time…or two,” he murmurs.
Finally you get yourself under control, but a wide grin is still plastered on your face. “You don’t have to be embarrassed, Buck. You were just having fun.”
He releases a heavy sigh, “Yea. I guess so.”
You take a step closer, a mischievous look on your face as your eyes connected with his. He tried to avoid your gaze but you weren’t having it, taking your hand in his until he’s forced to give you the time of day.
“I know a good drive-in a few minutes away. Maybe you could take me sometime?”
His lips part with shock. “I— uh— yea sure. I’d love to take you.” She asked me. She asked me! What’re the fucking odds of that!
“Great. Oh and Buck?”
His voice is high with excitement. “Yea?”
“I wouldn’t mind a few of those earthquakes.”
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