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fandomfluffandfuck · 6 months
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Inspiration for muzzled Sebbie?
It's spring, so heat and mating time!
Sebastian gets touchy feely and keeps trying to give you hickies and smooches to try and release his feelings as well as get you aroused (even doe he knows you have important work to do...)
He won't come and ask for help when you're free. It's always. When. You're. Working.
So what do we do to bad demons that can't learn to be patient or properly communicate their needs? We muzzle them. (Desensitisation too if you're okay with that)
Leash him. Tie him to the table and have a bar (idk what it's called) separate his legs permanently so he can't try to rub himself out. The only way he can get pleasure is try to hump your foot till he admits he's been bad, apologises and asks for help directly
Oooh!! This is so good!! (A spreader bar I think is what you’re talking about? It forces a subs legs apart and keeps them like that)
(ALSO I CANT BELIVE I HAVEBT DONE FOR DESENSITIZATION??)
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Sebastian (demon forms, teasing, nuzzling, basically underlining pet play, ed:ging, slight pact play, ruined org*sm (once), )
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Spring caused a lot of things to bloom, and you don’t mind when it comes the only thing you get annoyed by is your butler getting into his yearly heats. He couldn’t wait till you finish any work before he’s getting handsy, practically inhaling your scent as he whines about how badly he needs you.
You’ve spoiled him in the past really, you indulged him preavously during his heats and now he things you’ll drop everything you’re doing to stroke/blow him whenever he’s aroused. (Which is basically 24/7 with this horny demon’s heats) He oversteps boundaries, nipping and biting at any exposed skin he can get close to, leaving a ton of sharp, clearly in human bites around your wrist, neck and shoulders.
You had to wear scarfs when it’s 70 degrees out! It was so frustrating so you had to get a few ‘gifts’ to remind your dumb mutt his place. A pretty black muzzle, it would fit him perfectly and a bright pink collar and a matching leash! Even a little name tag for him (along with a phone number to call) to wear.
Before you were even in your house, Sebastian was on you, shoving you against the door, pressing his body right against you and leaning down to kiss you. You bring your free hand up to push him away, he quickly nips your hand and holds it firmly in a painfully sharp grip between his teeth.
You hiss in pain. “Let go.” You say firmly, you get a playful growl in response but he doesn’t let go until you make it an order. You glare at him as you bring the bag up to his eye level. He huffs and looks you over, seemingly not interested in the bags contents as he reaches to fondle your chest.
You grab the leash first, showing it to him. The clink of the tags and the leash get his attention and he stares at it for a second and shakes his head. “No, M-Master just, a hand?” He guides your free hand between his legs and you have to force his pact to stop him. You drag him in the house.
You snap the collar on and give the leash a firm yank, Sebastian in turn bows his head as he lets you pull him along. He whines as you drag him him to your kitchen. You notice the heavy boxes stacked on the table and without missing a beat, you tied Sebastian’s leash tightly. He looked at you like a kicked puppy, lightly tugging at the leash, the table moving as you step away. “Stop.” Your order forces him to freeze.
“M-Master, I cant r-reach you?” He ask in a confused tone. He tries to resist the pressure by rubbing his thighs together to stimulate his aching cock. You had just the item for this! You ordered him to strip (much to his delight) and grab a spreader and once he had kicked off his pants and undergarments, you spread his legs and lock it in place.
Unsurprisingly he was hard, making a mess. With a hushed tone, you speak clearly and slowly. “Don’t. Move. The. Table. That’s an order.” Sebastian groans and presses as far as he can without moving the table, when he reaches for you, you step just out of his range. A whimper escapes him, he claws the ground in frustration and uncomfortably sits on his heels, legs still forced apart. His cock bobbed and given how swollen it was and it was already dripping, you imagine how much it must ache when he can smell that this is arousing you as well.
Not to mention his heat, you can tell all he want is to just buck into you until he’s seeing stars, but now you won’t even let him touch you. “M-Master? I need you…why aren’t you…” He trailed off with a whine glancing between his cock and then to you. “Please?” He whines out.
His cock gives a few hopeful bobs before you step forward. You press a leg between his legs, watching him quickly buck up against your leg. You pull back before he even gets to touch you, earning a growl. “Bad boy!” You step out of his range right before he can grab you. To his embarrassment, his cock was drooling in anticipation, a small puddle of pre pooling between his legs.
“You cant take what you want. You are my dog. You only get what i give you, and you obey me. Be good, I’ll reward you, as your first punishment…” A grin spread across your face as you grab the last item in the bag. You are quick to put it in Sebastian, startling him enough that he didn’t struggle, seemingly not sure how to respond.
Once it clicked in place he seemed to snap out of his trance and you step back. To your amusement he shook his head first, but the muzzle didn’t come off, without being able to see the clasp, he cant easily get it off. He reaches up and feels the contraption on his face.
“Master…you’ve….m-muzzled me? I cant… bite you. I-I cant kiss-“ You force his head up to face you. Before you can speak, he pulls you down, nuzzling into your neck, you can feel his tongue drag over the bars to try and taste you. You growl at him.
“I order you to let go right now and sit like a good dog.” He releases you instantly and sits on his haunches. You step to the other half of the room before you release the order. He huffs and before he can do anything you add. “You are not to touch yourself, you are not to grab me, or touch me without permission.”
A whine escapes him as he listens to you. “And,” You add with a glare. “You need to learn self control…” You step forward, taking his cock into one hand, teasingly rubbing the head of it. You could see his entire body jolt as the pleasure shot through him. He bucks up instantly, but your hand lets go of his cock as soon as he moved.
“W-why..?” Sebastian whimpers out as his cock painful bobs in excitement. “I’ll be good, w-what am I supposed to do?”
You hum and reach down but stop short of his cock. “Don’t buck up when I touch you, if you want something, just tell me. I am sick of you bothering me at work, so today I’m training you.” Sebastian gave you a shocked look, a tremble goes through him at the authoritative tone you use on him.
“M-my heat! I-I can’t train l-like this! This is cruel!” He whines like you caught him stealing a cookie, not him dry humping you while you work. You lean down enough to be eye level with him.
“Higher stakes.” You half joke as your hand goes to his chest instead of cock, teasing his man hood with your other hand, avoiding the tip as you barely rub it between your fingers, intentionally putting too much pressure. “I don’t mind if you ask for it. Politely. But instead you bite me, leaving marks like a dog, so I’ll treat you appropriately. You can use your words when you’re ready to tell me what you want.”
You release his cock once more to his dismay. “You’re heat is going to make this more…intense for you. You only act up when you’re in heat too, so if I can get my dog to keep his bone tucked away whenever he smells his bitch, only then will I let him finish.” You glare at him and disgruntled whine in return.
“I’m not a dog-“ He tries to rub against anything, but in this position his cock can’t reach the floor without you noticing. His ‘bone’ throbbed in a attempt to get your attention, the tip bright red, looking like you had been torturing it…
He pauses, seeing you look down upon him, he can feel the power of your pact keeping him from releasing the agonizing tension between his legs…as much as he wants to fight…he just whimpers in response, tongue lulling out as he pants. “Please, my cock, touch me!” He sits up, almost like he’s presenting his cock to you.
You reach forward, lightly touching it, working it until you wrap a hand around it, you could feel it pulsing in your hand, but you didn’t move…you held his manhood their as he trembled, the pact preventing him from grabbing your hand, leaving it hovering above your hand. He growls in frustration, his teeth clear even with the muzzle, you let go of him and jump back just before there’s a change the in atmosphere.
His wings are out, trembling as his scarlet orbs desperately eye you. You watch him claw at the ground as he bears his teeth in frustration. “B-but I asked!” You nod, but don’t respond right away. “Master, it hurts! Please!” His wings flap desperately, leaving feathers to scatter.
When he sees the scowl on your face he freezes, and to your amusement, he bucks under your gaze and you hear the distinct sound of his cock smacking against his stomach. You let out a short laugh, watching his face turn red as he takes in the situation.
“Puppy,” You wait till he acknowledges you to continue. “You told me to touch you, so I did, you didn’t ask for me to help you, just for a touch.” Sebastian freezes and lets out a drawn out sight.
“Stroke m-my cock! I need you pleaseplease-“ He cries out as you tighten your hold of his throbbing shaft. You stroke him at a leisurely pace, watching the way his hips tremble as he tries to stay still. You barely have a grip on him, you don’t even move all the way to the tip with each stroke! “Please, please! Squeeze my cock! Stroke f-faster, p-please!”
His tone hurried, the ache between his legs worsening with each stroke. You know what he wants, but you’re dragging it out to drive a point home. You do show mercy this time though, hand speeding up and tightening more than he liked. Sebastian moans out a couple “Thank you!”s before he’s trembling.
“Close?” Sebastian nods, his man hood giving a heavy throb before you stopped and let go of him once more. Sebastian cries out, he couldn’t buck fast enough, he’s left trembling as you let him ruin his orgasm. You hear him near wheezing as he pulls on the collar, harder than he should, the table jerks forward and you see him try to get up to stop the boxes from falling, but the spreader causes him to lose his balance and practically bow in front of you. He glanced back to see a few of the boxes on the ledge, if he pulls again…you will definitely punish him if any of those fall…
When he turns back to you, he can see you’re think the same thing, he moves back to give his leash slack before putting his arms behind his back. His cock hung between his legs, still fully erect. “Master, I n-need you to stroke my cock. Please, let me cum! I want to feel good!”
You praise him and lean down, he meets you half way but with the muzzle, he cant kiss you. He let out a defeated whimper. “Muzzle off…please?” You eye him carefully.
“If you bite me once, I’ll leave you like this till tomorrow.” Sebastian whimpers but nods. To his confusion, you don’t touch him or take the muzzle off. Instead you shove your leg between his. You stand up straight and grin. “Hump my leg like a good dog, you can cum as much as you want on one condition.” Sebastian gives you his full attention, his manhood throbbing hard against your calf. “Admit you were a bad boy. Apologize.”
He whimpers and quickly caves. “I’m s-sorry, I’ve been bad, I need to cum please…” He’s bucking against your leg, you show him mercy and bounce your leg with every few thrust. You can feel that he’s close and you let him cum on your shoe, he collapses against you, too tired to support his own weight.
You step aside and he falls forward, dragging the table forwards, making the boxes fall with a loud thud….
Sebastian whimpers in response, he submissively bowed and apologized again with a tremble in his voice. “I-I’m s-sorry! I’m-I didn’t mean to…” You ruffle his hair but don’t punish him over it. Besides you can see his cock starting to come back to life, he’s gonna have to be good if he wants to finish again!
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niilue · 2 years
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kuroshitsuji thirst w gn! reader
sebastian michaelis getting infatuated with you when his eyes landed on you for the first time. he was always determined to impress you, to please you. the problem is you were always so mean to him that is supposed to hurt his ego and pride, make him angry, not getting hard.
now he’s on his knees worshipping you when he is suppose to help you change your clothes, kissing your legs towards in between your legs. he can smell your in growing arousal; and determined to make you pleased, he gives you a good head like the obedient butler he is.
(please tell me if im wrong with what i wrote, don’t want you to get uncomfy or stressed wkjdjdjd. my first time requesting a thirst here)
anon listen!!! this issss so qhdbhbfhd! sorry it took me so long to respond, when i saw this i kept wanting to treat sebastian badly.
ෆ    ִ      ׁ   sub sebastian michaelis x gn! dom reader
"mhmm, yes, yes, this is what a good butler does for his master." you gasped loving the warmth and the expert way sebastian was blowing you.
you looked at him with a raised eyebrow, watching how the butler was giving all his impetus to make you feel good. they had been doing it for a while and you couldn't stop enjoying the good care the man was giving you.
"why so quiet, is my cock too much for a simple butler like you?"
sebastian turned away from you and shook his head. "no, my lord, i just want to take good care of it."
"oh really? well you're going to have to try harder, look how long we've been going on and you still haven't made me come."
you loved to tease your butler, because you knew what a pervert he was and that every time you tried harder, he left with a problem between his legs.
you brought one of your feet close to his crotch, noticing in effect his hardness.
"mhmmp" sebastian jumped up and down in surprise at your action.
"shhh, don't even think about stopping, you dog. make me finish well while i play with you too.
while sebastian continued to suck you. you used your bare leg and massaged the butler's pants. you felt the hardness become more and more noticeable. it was satisfying.
when you felt the man get distracted and whimper because of your caresses, you grabbed him by the hair and made him swallow you whole.
"yes, sebastian, like this, do it right, you idiot, don't get distracted."
when you felt the excitement clouding your judgment you took impulse of your hips and you fucked like never before the mouth of the black hair.
you made him hold on to your hips, his eyes were watering, and his mouth was making extremely obscene noises and gagging on your full length.
until you finally ended up in his mouth. giving him a nice facial too. a fucking disaster.
"swallow it, slave."
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kisakis-boyfriend · 1 year
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Good boys get rewarded
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Pairings: Sebastian x reader
Warnings: Male!reader, dom!reader, sub!Sebastian, teasing, shibari
Genre/Format: Smut; Drabble
Author's Note: Kicking off this blog with something I wrote last year. Plz be nice I haven't written anything in 2 years
Please check my blog title to verify whether requests are closed or not! Thank you!
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Watching Sebastian come undone as you tease him. He's sat in your lap, blindfolded, gagged, nothing except pretty red rope adorning his pale skin. The rope digs into his wrists, restricting his movement
You run your fingertips along his arms and place a sweet kiss on his exposed shoulder. He wants to relax, but it's nearly impossible since he can feel your growing bulge underneath him. He wants to move — to feel you press up against his ass — but he holds still like a good boy
Your hands find his hips and his back arches slightly. “So pretty, and so well-behaved. Where should I touch you first?” you whispered. Sebastian moaned around the gag, unable to answer your question
You slid your hand down to his thigh and squeezed. “Here?” your other hand moved to his chest. “Here?” your hot breath hit the shell of his ear. “Or maybe...right here?”
“Mmph!” Sebastian jolted slightly as your hand moved from his thigh to his cock. He suppressed the urge to buck into your hand immediately. If he behaves, he'll get what he wants so badly
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chaos-the-raven · 10 months
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Sub! Sebastian my beloved
(he literally says he enjoys obeying Ciel, sub! Sebastian rights)
Sebastian truly enjoy being his young master submissive 🔥
Sub! Sebastian rights!
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🔥Look at this happy bottom with his new toy❤
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itszerotwoo · 2 years
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Just seeing his smug expression makes me wanna dominate and degrade him, oh i really love to step on his small dick and mock him, just to see his smug expression gone. replacing it with a tearful pathetic face while begging for some release like a bitch in heat.
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neuvilletteswife · 11 months
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More Sub!Ominis and Sub!Seb x reader fics please.
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lxstfuck · 2 years
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Y'ALL IMMA MAKE SOMETHING!
i have two prompts in mind
“You look so pretty on your knees for me”
Or
“You're such a pain slut”
And i wanna write for one of those but help me decide plz. The characters I wanna do are these:
Loki (yes, he is versatile)
Yuri briar (i don't even wanna hear it, he is just so pretty and no one appreciates him)
Chisiniya (We have to talk Abt him honestly)
Rin (the swimmer y'all, the swimmer)
Ken Kaneki (there's just something Abt the mask-)
And lastly; Sebastian Michaelis (he's so fine istg)
Have in mind this is a Dom reader x Sub character.
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sleep-0-deprived · 5 months
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I shouldn’t cry, but I love it
Men that are protective over you and are very touchy when you cling to them. Men that comfort and hold you when your sad and put their arms around your waist from behind
Men that treat you to dates and let you rest your head on their chest. Men that like it when you are clingy and give you everything you’ve never had.
Men that will handcuff you to the bed and dress you up in the finest lace. Men that are very carful when prepping you and treat you like a precious doll.
Men that call you “sweetheart, baby boy, doll” in your ear while they fuck you roughly. Men that love the smell and taste of your body and drives them crazy.
Men that spoil you and will fuck you anywhere. Men that will worship and praise your body like you are a god but will fuck you until you can’t walk.
— Toji, Geto, choso, Nanami, Fyodor, Crocodile, Mihawk, Daisuke, Gyomei, Kakashi, Gojo, Jean, Sebastian, Itachi
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buckybabieboy · 2 years
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So I've read several smut fics about Bucky's first time after 70+ years but never a combination of these:
- touch starved Bucky, him begging the reader to touch him where he needs it the most
- him being iper sensitive, just a simple touch makes him whimper
- cumming a lot, reader can't even manage to suck him or stroke him properly
- still being hard after cumming several times
- he's just a moaning mess who needs attention, his metal hand isn't enough anymore
- his thrusts getting harder and deeper while he loses himself in the feeling, not even able to form a sentence
...could you please write something like this? If the f!reader and Bucky are friends, friends with benefits, in a relationship, how it starts, how it ends... it's up to you.
Wow. Here goes nothin’ BAHAHA.
Starved.
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⚠️TW: NSFW, sub!touch-starved!bucky, dom!fem!reader, blowjob(m!receiving,) p in v sex, unprotected sex, creampie, slight overstimulation, cockwarming, Bucky being a touch starved and needy little thing, much more lol just read it
☁️Summary: You make Bucky cum for the first time(s) in over 70+ years. Your touch starved little baby.
📝A/N: Thx for this request babie. I tried my very hardest to include everything in here! P.S: I’ve been a very busy person lately, which meant no time for writing. I’m so very sorry! You guys sending in requests really motivates me though. <3 I even used some of your exact words if you look closely, anon ;)
You and Bucky had a relationship that was indescribable. He was honest and open around you, which was something that nobody else could ever say. Wherever you were, so was he, and you didn’t have a problem with that. 
During the time you’ve spent getting to know Bucky, you’ve come to 2 conclusions; James Buchanan Barnes was a broken and damaged man, but that will never mean he’s any less worthy of love. You also noticed a certain desperation in him. The slightest touch would make him go rigid.
You can recall multiple occasions where you’d grab his hand, kiss his head, or simply pull him in for a hug and he’d be all flustered and glossy-eyed. He’d beg you to do those things again. To touch him literally anywhere. It didn’t matter where because to him, any sensation was a good sensation, just as long as it came from you.
Which led you to your second conclusion; Bucky was longing for touch. He was a touch starved, delicate, little thing that just needed to be taken care of. And you had no problem being the one to fulfill his needs. 
As of right now, Bucky has made himself comfortable in your arms, eyelids shut and mouth agape as he indulges in your soft, delicate touch. He’s on your lap and facing you, so you notice even the slightest twitches of his beautifully flushed face. Your fingertips slowly scratch at his scalp, and you feel him fall limp in your arms, as if he’d given himself up to you.
“l- I love that, y/n. please don’t stop...” Bucky mumbles. 
“when you touch me.. f-feels like m’ floating...” Bucky continues to babble and whimper from your simple movements. He’s literally shaking in your lap, which makes your mind wander into filthy places. You’re still awed about how the simplest touches from you make him go mad.
“yeah? feels good?” You ask quietly in response, and he nods his head yes. You feel subtle, but noticeable movements against the skin of your right thigh. His metal fingers were lightly tapping your thigh, as if he needed something to hold on to, to ground him here on earth so that his now ‘normal’ headspace wouldn’t become a fuzzy and floaty one.
“my sweet boy..” you whisper to him, brushing his hair away from his face and behind his ear. He gives you a weary and desperate look in response, and you give him a soft kiss on the nose as an attempt to calm him down. You began to feel something on your thigh again, but it wasn’t his metal fingers. You look down and see Bucky grinding against your thigh, whimpering and hyperventilating while doing so.
“f-fuck, I c-can’t! need more…” Bucky whimpers, hot tears falling from his baby blue eyes. He was so frustrated that he could never do it for himself, it was humiliating for him. You know he’s tried to cum by himself, but his metal hand just wasn’t enough. Poor little baby just couldn’t get himself there, and he needed you to do it. You wipe his tears with your thumb and begin to shush him. He was stiff in his pants, and the fact that he was wearing his comfy gray sweats didn’t make it any less obvious.
“shh… you’re okay James. What is it that you need, hm?”
Your voice was soft and delicate to his ears, which was something that Bucky appreciated. He was feeling so many things right now, it was all so overstimulating for him, but you’re sweet, sultry voice reminded him that he was okay.
“please do something. anything! it hurts, y/n… make it stop, please…”He whimpered, avoiding your eyes. His cock was leaked and stained his sweats.
 His whimpers have gotten even more high pitched as he’s become more desperate for you. You palm him through his sweats which makes him jolt in your lap, practically screaming at the sensation. You haven’t even touched him yet and he’s already so spent.
“get up, baby. gonna take care of you now.” You whisper to him. He gets off of you and sits on the edge of your shared bed as you get down on your knees in front of him. You take off his shirt and undo the drawstring to his sweats, taking them off along with his boxers. You stare at his body in awe. He was so beautiful, so ethereal. All his scars and bruises were so perfect in your eyes. Even that metal arm of his, the one that he would be insecure about from time to time. Your eyes trail down to his aching cock, loads of precum having spilled out from before.
You get up to kiss him on his adorably pink lips before coming back down to leave a trail of kisses down both his trembling thighs.
“y/n, please! Please touch my cock, I need you there!” Bucky yelps at the feeling of your soft, plush lips kissing his legs. He’s so sensitive and whiny, just needing you to touch him where he needs it most. You hum in response and move up to his twitching cock. You plant a kiss on his tip, causing him to let out a gasp and buck his hips up towards you. You notice how stimulated and sensitive his cock is, which wasn’t very surprising. His cock must be aching from being hard and not releasing for so long.
“you’re so hard, sweet boy...let me know if it’s too much, okay?” You say before taking his red tip into your mouth, sucking on it softly. You make sure to make your movements slow at first, not wanting to overwhelm him. The moment your soft, moist lips wrap around him, you hear him stifle a pathetic whimper. When you’re halfway down his shaft, you begin play with his balls with one of your hands.
“keep goin… please don’t stop!” Bucky cries, both his hands gripping the sheets. You finally take his whole cock in your wet mouth, hollowing your cheeks as you go. Bucky had no idea such ecstasy existed; the feeling of your wet tounge on his sensitive cock was almost driving him mad. You could feel his poor cock pulsating in your mouth, which motivated you to continue your movements. You reach down into your shorts and rub yourself through your soaked panties. You didn’t even notice how wet Bucky’s pathetic sobs and whimpers made you.
“f-fuck, y/n that's so good! feels so, so good! gonna make me c-cum!” Bucky continues to babble and cry, the poor little baby couldn’t even manage to speak one complete sentence. He was literally finding it hard to breathe because of the way you were making him feel. This would be the first time in over 70 years since he’s last had an orgasm, so he could feel every little thing. Every flick of your tounge, the vibrations of your moans, the way your fingers fondled with his balls. 
Bucky’s chest rises and falls as he pants heavily, shaking and trembling as he cums in your mouth, his cum painting the back of your throat. He didn’t even notice how much he was cumming until he felt the cold air hit his sensitive cock after you let it out of your mouth. Replacing your mouth with your hand, you start to pump him. Loads of cum continue to spurt out of his cock in long white strings, coating your hand and his spasming thighs. 
“y/n...can’t stop..” Bucky whimpers wearily as he thrusts his hips rapidly into your fist.  
“awh, can’t stop cumming, sweet boy?” you coo at him, continuing to pump his spasming cock, milking him for all he’s got. His cock and your hand were now painted white with his cum. Once you’ve pumped out the last of his creamy warm liquid, you sit next to him on the bed so you could check on him. He immediately falls into your arms, whimpering and babbling like a little baby. 
“need more..wan-wanna be inside you...please? please let me be inside you, i need it!” Bucky cried. Your sweet baby boy was sobbing, visibly frustrated because he still wasn’t satisfied, and you didn’t expect him to be after only one orgasm.
“shh, of course you can, baby. you can have anything you want.” you assure him, understanding how overwhelming this all must be for him. You take his hands in yours and kiss them, and an adorably pathetic whine escapes from him.
His precious eyes glistened, tears falling from them. He was so desperate for you; he’d probably take anything you gave him at this point.  You take off your clothes before scooting back on the bed, laying down and spreading your legs for him. You smile at how Bucky just stares at you, eyes wide at the sight of your wet, glistening pussy.  
“you can touch me, y’know” Bucky's precious turquoise eyes narrow at your words, as if he wasn't certain this was real, as if none of this was, and he was merely dreaming of this euphoria he was experiencing right now. Before you knew it, he’s scrambling to get above you as he thanks you over and over again.
 His flesh fingers glide over your silky skin, traveling from your cheek, down to your neck, before hesitating over your boobs. His cheeks have become flushed, and you giggle softly at how adorable he is. You take his hand in yours and place them on your tender breast, and you watch at how his once flustered and shy expression became a hungry and erotic one.  You give him a soft kiss on his plush lips before gently grabbing his aching cock and aligning it with your entrance.
“m’ ready whenever you are, baby” you coo. Bucky nods his head in response, and slowly enters you. He gasps at the sensation and remains motionless inside of you for some time as he tries to get used to the intense and overwhelming sensation of your warmth.
 “too much f’you?”  You ask him, more than willing to call it quits if he wanted to. Your main focus was to keep him comfortable. You only receive a breathy “nuh uh” in response, and before you knew it, Bucky was pounding into you relentlessly. “Bucky!” You moan blissfully, throwing your head back against your pillow, and wrapping your legs around his waist to pull him even closer.
“f-fuck y/n, s-so warm! feels so good!” Bucky slurs as he continues to jackhammer into you, the feeling of your wet pussy tightening around his cock sending him into overdrive. He buries his head into your neck, whimpering and whining for you. 
You bring your hands to his hair, tangling your fingers in his soft brown locks, which is something that Bucky couldn’t get enough of. You were practically screaming at the way he thrusted in and out of you rapidly. Each time he’d thrust back into you, he’d hit that spot inside you that sends you right over the edge.
“Bucky, you’re doing so well, making me feel so good!” you praise him. He rutted into you even harder at your praise. The sounds you were both making were those of a pornographic film, one you would definitely watch.
 Bucky was a pathetic, babbling mess for you, tears streaming down his face from how good you feel.
“m-my cock... s-so deep inside you...!” Your sweet boy was so pussy drunk; he couldn’t form a complete sentence. His thrusts only got harder and deeper as he loses himself in your feeling. He sobbed, the thought of filling you with every last drop of his cum making his balls tighten. 
“fuckfuckfuck, so close! can I please cum in you? can i? want to cum in you, y/n! I need it!” Bucky pleaded as he continued railing into you balls deep like a savage animal. 
“Go on, sweet baby. cum in me, fill me up.” You say between heavy pants. Your back arches, your hips meeting his as you chase your own orgasm. Bucky’s mind went blank as he released his load into you, his cock pulsating extremely fast in your pussy, which in turn makes you cum right after him. He never stopped his thrusts into your now sensitive and fucked out pussy.
“James, too much okay? m’ sensitive..’’ you mumble shakily, trying to recover from that intense orgasm you just had. 
 “please, y/n.. one more, just feels so good..”
 You nod your head, giving him permission to cum a second time. You tried to pay no mind to how overstimulated you are as Bucky begins to fuck you into the bed, chasing his orgasm for the third time today. He gripped your hips and angled you so he could get deeper inside you. 
You scrunch your face in discomfort at the almost unbearable sensations you were feeling, but the pain quickly subsided into an undeniable pleasure. Your legs begin to tremble around Bucky’s waist, and you bite your lip to stifle a whimper.
Bucky leaned down to bury his face in your neck again, and you felt hot tears fall onto your skin. He wanted to scream out-- his third orgasm was only seconds away, but he couldn’t manage any words. Only broken and pathetic whimpers came from him, as he railed in and out of you, over and over again, neither of you caring how overstimulated you were. An intense shiver runs down your spine and through your body. You almost couldn’t take it anymore, the feeling of his swollen cock hitting your g-spot making you lose all control,
“fuck Bucky, gonna make me cum again!” You wail. You can feel that he’s close too, his cock twitching madly inside your velvety walls. Bucky lets out the most broken and pathetic cry as he bites your shoulder, making you wince slightly.
“y/n..feels so good, feels so fucking good..” Bucky cries softly in between thrusts. “f-fuck! m’ gonna cum inside you again!”
“go ahead, baby. m’ right behind you..” You whisper as you stare at his beautifully fucked out face, nearing your orgasm as well. His thrusts become sloppier and more desperate as he cries out for you.
 You watch Bucky’s eyes roll back as his warm cum fills you up. You follow after him, pussy fluttering around his pulsating shaft. Your liquid drips out your pussy and onto the bed. He thrusts in you balls deep a few more times before falling limp on top of you, cock still buried inside you. 
You and Bucky were both too exhausted to move as you lay there panting heavily. Your fingers massage his sweaty scalp, and his breathing begins to even out slowly.
“that was so.. you made me feel so-” Bucky tries to speak, but only manages to make a few words come out. You kiss his head softly, and he sighs contently as you continue to play with his hair. 
“you did so well, Jamie...” You praise him before looking at the alarm clock on the nightstand beside you.
“come on, Buck. It’s getting late. let’s clean up, okay?” 
Bucky shakes his head no at your words as he buries his face deeper into your neck. 
“don’t wanna pull out just yet. you feel so warm..” Bucky mumbles, pulling the covers over the both of you. He was already exhausted from cumming all those times today, and the feeling of your fingers playing with his hair ever so softly made him even more sleepy. Just this once you would make the exception of sleeping on sheets this dirty. If it were anyone else you would have refused immediately. 
“okay love, we’ll stay here for a while then.” you coo at him, shifting slightly and relaxing in the position you were in. Bucky lets out the cutest little yawn, and a few moments after, begins to softly snore. You stay there, watching your little baby looking the most peaceful you’ve ever seen him.
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from my sub!sebastian pinterest board because I’m that guy
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Oh my GOD.
Yeah. Yeah, to all of those. I fucking agree. I thought I was gonna tell you which one was my favorite when I started reading these, but I can't. There's no fucking way. There's too much good here. Too much ✨️subastian✨️ vibes.
Sighing with his hands above his head...
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Such a smart boy with oral fixation...
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Cute and blushing
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And, just....
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Yeah 😮‍💨
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this just popped into my mind at like 3am last night so here we go, imagine edging sebastian on his heat and he’s just really desperate and stuff? ok i’ll go now
Those are some really good thoughts, thanks for sharing em!!
(Pic by @haroksan !)
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Sebastian (edg/ing, heat cycle, (light) cock slapping, (light) pact play, sq/uirting (m receiving), )
Spring was such a wonderful time of year, things started to bloom, the animals are more active since there’s more food, and you get to see baby animals! You never thought much of how it was for the animals, just admiring them was fun, unfortunately you don’t get to watch them as often as you used too.
Your butler, Sebastian, always got so troublesome this time a year…He only wanted to have sex, nothing else, he’d get so damn whiny if you ignored him. You enjoyed the extra affection from him, but you valued your personal space more. You had made him tell you what was wrong after the first day, he struggled with basic task and it was worrisome.
When he told you he was in heat, how could you not use that as ammo against him? Especially after the sight you’d just walked in on, Sebastian had shoved a pillow between his legs, letting one hand hold the pillow while he has the other hand holding a pillow close to him. With a quick glance you can tell he’s biting the other pillow to try and muffle his whines.
His clothes were in shreds on the floor, if you had to guess, he hat impatient trying to take them off. You don’t miss the way his hips snap forward, dragging his cock against the pillow. The demon seemed to have not noticed you yet, so you use the opportunity to sneak closer to him.
You wouldn’t mind if he was in one of the bedrooms, but he’s not, he’s in the living room humping a coach pillow. You have to hold back a laugh at the pathetic growl he gives when the pillow between his legs slips, leaving him to hurriedly trying to shove it back in place.
With the way he keeps squirming around, you can see the pillow under him is completely ruined, it is covered in his pre, he hasn’t even realized that theres a small puddle forming underneath him.
You can tell he’s getting close, his hips speed up and you can’t help but worry that he’ll chafe his poor little cock if you don’t intervene, after all, a good Master takes care of their things, right?
“Sebastian. Stop.”
He freezes in an instant, a weak whimper escapes him. He makes no attempt to cover himself, instead he rolls onto his back, now facing you, his hair is a mess, half of it is sticking to his face and the other half is all sticking out, as if he just got out of bed.
“M-master, please-“ Sebastian whines, hand slipping down to stroke himself. You close the door behind you, the door has no lock, but the two of you were alone anyway. You knelt down beside him, throwing the pillow to the side, grimacing at the wet sound it made when it hit the ground.
With a better view, you can see how desperate he is. His cock is bright red towards the tip, leaking pre consistently. You don’t even need lube, grabbing his cock and stroking him. “Naughty boy, touching yourself when I’m not around? You know better that that.” You pinched just under the head of his cock, earning a gasp. “Maybe I should punish you for this…”
Sebastian growled, though it melted into a moan when you thumbed the head of his cock, you can see how he’s shaking from just a little contact. “P-please, Master, need you…” Sebastian pulls you into a rough kiss, nipping your lip when you tried to pull away.
You stop your strokes, instead giving his cock a light smack. Sebastian whines out a few things you don’t catch. Your hand grabs his cock roughly, pumping him at a brisk pace. “You ruined that pillow, Sebastian. Maybe I should ruin your orgasm as compensation?” You purr out, grinning at the worried look he gives you.
“I-I didn’t mean to-“
He cuts himself off with a shaky sob, as your hand had gripped the base of his cock harshly. “I’m sure you didn’t mean it,” You purr out, your other hand now flat against the tip of his cock, rubbing quick circles. “You just got a lil excited, huh? Needed a little extra attention?”
Sebastian mewls, nodding. Your hand gripping his cock is the only thing stopping him from bucking against you, his cock bobbing eagerly in your grip. He’s close, you can feel it in how his cock is pulsing in your grip. Your grip tighten at the base, so much so that Sebastian yelps at the sudden contact, quickly trying to shove your hand away, only for it to result in his cock getting tugged on painfully.
You stop after a few more seconds of torture, letting go of his cock completely. Sebastian shakedown a bit, trying to figure out if he wants if it would be worth it to finish himself off, but before he could do anything, slap his cock roughly.
To your surprise, it bobbed and shot out a little but of cum onto his stomach. You grinned, rewarding him with a couple strokes. “Good boy! That was so cute!” Your hand let go of his cock after he whined about being close.
Sebastian whimpered, thrusting against nothing. He was panting so heavily you decided to give him a bit to catch his breath. You ignore the whines that escape when you get up, stepping away from him. “Sebastian, I’m heading to my room, clean up a bit and meet me there.”
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Touch It || SV5 x Rival driver!reader
Warnings: 18+, unprotected sex, enemies with benefits, yearning (if you squint), hair pulling, oral (F&M receiving), degrading kink, praise kink, sub!seb
Wordcount: 1.6k
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She hates it. She hates him
She looked over into the Red Bull garage from her own. She hates she could feel his hands on her body, even if he wasn’t touching her
And god was he annoying. She would be laying on her bed in the hotel, and she would revive a message from him saying he wanted her, but then never coming over to her
“Fuck, baby, just come on in” She would say to herself every time he did his little stunt
Looking over at him, she just wanted him to fuck her against his car. Fuck wanting to behave, she just wanted that cock of his
She was now against spread on her bed, bored out of her mind, not being able to sleep. She turned her head to her nightstand when she heard the ping of her phone
I want you so bad
Are you actually gonna come over here then?
She put her phone back when she didn’t revive another message from, but she was surprised to hear a knock on her door a few minutes later
She got embarrassingly quick up from her bed and walked over to the door
“Took you long enough, Vettel” said as she saw Sebastian standing in front of her. She stepped aside to let him in
“Sorry, Engel” She had barely closed the door before he had trapped her body against the door and his own body, making their faces mere centimetres from each other
“Fuck, you’re hot when you’re horny” She said, her voice deepening with every word
“You’re just hot” The grip on her hips tightened as he kissed her lips softly
Her hand tangled in his hair, pulling on it, forcing his lips off of her “You don’t deserve this, Y’know?”
“What?” He was oblivious, almost innocent. It turned her on, knowing that would be ruined soon
“You don’t deserve this. You’ve turned me on, made me wet, just for you to neglect me” He whimpered as her grip in his hair tightened
“I’m sorry. Please, I need you so bad” His whine was breathy as he looked at her with blown pupils
“Get on your knees, Sebastian” Hearing his name roll of her tongue, made his knees weak and fell to the floor immediately
“Take off my pants and panties” She demanded of him. Seeing him work on the buttons of her pants
He dragged them down her legs. He lifted her legs one after the other, helping her out of them. Next was her panties
He pulled them down as well, his fingers ghosting the skin of her thighs and legs. He stepped out of them and he threw them with her pants somewhere in the room
As he threw her panties away, he looked up at her, innocence taking over his eyes and face. He’ll be ruined by the end of the night
“You know what to do, pretty boy” She smirks as he slides closer to her
He picks one of her legs up and puts it over one of his shoulders. His hands holds her waist, making her shirt ride up
His tough darts through her folds, making her groan in the progress. She throw her head back into the door with her eyes closed when his tongue flicked over her clit
“It’s cute how you looked so innocent five seconds ago, and now you’re eating me out” She chuckled as she looked down at him
He whimpered at her words, goosebumps spreading on his back when her hand tangled in his hair
“Make me cum, and maybe, just maybe, I’ll take care of that boner of yours” He whimpered, wanting her to take care of him so bad
Her words not only made him speed up, but also adding extra pleasure to her clit, making her throw her head back and her eyes rolled into the back of her head as loud moans spilled out of her
“Fuck. You’re doing so good for me, Sebastian” She knew saying his whole name did something to him, especially when it rolled off of her tongue
She started grinding on his face when he added two of his fingers inside her. Curling them upwards, made her thighs shake
“I’m so close, Sebastian. Fuck, you’re so good for me” She clenched around his fingers when he added a third finger “God, your fingers feel so good”
Without a warning, and his name rolling loud off of her tongue, she came around his fingers. Her whole body were shaking, making her grip his shoulders, steadying herself
He kissed the inner thigh that was resting on his shoulder. He put it down and looked up at her
His eyes were yet again innocent, his lips puffy, and his blond hair was messy. He looked fucking good, and she hated it
“I did what you asked me to do” “Yes, and you did such a good job for me. I want you to strip and sit on the foot of the bed” He wasted no time getting up and getting rid of all his clothes
In the progress it made her to get over to him, she had discarded of her shirt and her bra, making the man in front of her almost drool at the sight
She spread his knees, going down on her knees between his legs. She started placing soft kisses to his inner thighs, soon going to sucking and biting on his skin, making him both whimper and whine
“Please, I need you so bad. I’m begging you, please” He almost cried the words out in desperation
“Desperation never looked good on you, Sebastian” She said, her tongue shooting over the marks she had made on his skin
“I’m sorry, please” His breath shuttered as her hands traveled up his thighs and towards his hard cock resting on his abdomen
She spit in the palm of her hand, starting to stroke him slowly, too slow for his liking. He subconsciously started bucking his hips up into her hand, wanting her to go faster
“What did I say about your desperation, Sebastian?” She loved seeing the way he squirmed, hearing the way she said his name
“I’m sorry” He moaned when she tightened her grip on his cock by the slightest. A string of German curse words spilled from his mouth when she sped up her movements
He wanted to beg. He wanted to beg so bad. She could see it on him. The way he bit his bottom lip, stopping everything that might come out of him
“I want to hear your pretty sounds, Sebastian” She purposely said his name the way she knew would pull him closer to his orgasm
“I just need you around me so bad” He moaned, his head hooked back, exposing his neck as his eyes rolled into the back of his head
“Be patient, Vettel” She could feel him start twitching in her hand. She smirked, realising how close he was
His moans got louder as she sped up her movements of her wrist “Fucking come for me, Sebastian”
He didn’t need anymore confirmation that he was allowed to come. His hot load shot over his stomach and some landed on her hand
“Did so good for me” She stood up, almost showing her hand in his face “Clean up after yourself” She watched as he licked every single drop of his own cum up from her hand “Good boy. Get in the middle of the bed”
He went further into the bed at an embarrassing speed, his cock already hard again
“Are you really that eager to be inside me?” She teases, hovering over his hips, his hands landing on her waist, looking up at her
“I always want to be inside you, Engel” He smirked, watching the way her eyes glittered at the nickname he had given her
“You don’t show it” She smirked when he heard his whimpers when she took his cock into her hand
They both moaned when she drew his cock between her folds. She stopped just at her entrance
His breath hitched when she slowly went down on him, making his hands grip her waist tighter
“Fuck, you feel so good around me” He moaned as she started moving
She knew his nails would leave marks on her skin, but did she care at the moment? Hell no. She was gonna blame it on him tomorrow anyways, as well as her knee pains
“You’re filling me up so good, Sebastian” She leaned down, her lips drawing hickeys on the skin of his neck
“Fuck, please. I’m gonna come again” He whimpered, his cock already twitching inside of her again
“Fucking hell. Already? You’re getting worse at lasting longer, Vettel” She bit down on his skin, her tongue soothing over the pain
“Please, can I come?” She leaned back to look at him. His innocent eyes gone a long time to go
“Yes you may” She knew that if he came inside her now, she would get her second orgasm as he would over stimulate, but she really didn’t care today
He came deep inside her, holding her down on his cock. She got off of him and went to the bathroom to get a damp towel to clean them both up
She tucked them both under the duvet, letting him lay his head on her chest and wrap his arms around her body
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duckybarnes1917 · 2 years
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Tied Up
Pairing: Bucky/Female Reader
18+ Only.
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This fic was inspired by fakesngay's amazing Bucky fan art and strongly encouraged by @delaber
Word count: 4k
Summary: Bucky wants to be tied up, teased, and denied.
Need to know: Sub!Bucky, soft dom!Reader, hands tied, tease and denial, edging, oral (male rec), masturbation, slow teasing handjob, titfuck, p in v, ball worship, cock worship, use of the word daddy even though Bucky is the sub, very light mommy kink, fluffy ending
Please do not post this anywhere else. Reblogs and comments are appreciated :)
Bucky should have been embarrassed. His cheeks should have been ablaze. He should have been stammering excuses and attempting to cover his stiff cock and the mess he had made all over himself. And he would have if he had heard you come in. But he heard nothing beyond the whimpers and moans playing on his phone as he built himself up to another orgasm. 
"Whatcha watchin' Buck?" 
"Oh shit!" Bucky, once a highly trained assassin, and current crime-fighting partner to Captain America, threw his phone across the room and yanked his blanket over his lap. "Noth–nothing!" 
You weren’t supposed to be home until next week! Not that he was complaining, the past two weeks without you had been miserable, but your timing could have been better. 
You raised an amused eyebrow at him and bent over to pick up his phone. The erotic noises started again as soon as you unlocked it.
Bucky internally groaned as he felt his cheeks heat up. He was so caught off guard, and his brain was still so full of lust that he couldn't think straight. He needed to get up and take the phone away from you before you saw too much, but he couldn't move fast enough. 
He wasn't embarrassed about the porn, but he was embarrassed about that particular video. A video in which a man was tied to a bed while a woman pleasured him over and over, never letting him reach orgasm. No matter how much the man begged and pleaded or how much the woman seemed to enjoy what she was doing, she always stopped short of the final touch that would send him soaring. Bucky had never expressed these desires to you; to be fair, he never knew he had them until today when he stumbled on this video and so many others like it. 
He had a routine with you, he always took the lead in the bedroom, and you liked that; he did too. Loved it, in fact. But this…he could be into this too. 
But what if you weren't? What if it turned you off? Weirded you out?
You locked his phone and threw it on the dresser before stepping out of your boots and walking toward him. 
"And here I was thinking that you missed me." 
"Of course I did! I'm sor–" 
Your finger pressed against his lips, effectively shushing him. Bucky's mind raced, trying to think of how he was possibly going to fix this. Maybe he could say he hadn't been watching that video; he had accidentally clicked on it. 
His panicked thoughts dissipated when you leaned forward and kissed him. It was too gentle for how long he had been apart from you, but it still made his head swim. 
"I missed you," he whispered, chasing your lips. "So much." 
"I know," you kissed his neck and slowly moved your lips down to his chest. "But it seems you've been a bad boy. Haven't you?" 
Holy fuck. Bucky's breath hitched as you threw his blanket on the floor and eyed his heavy cock with heat in your eyes. Were you actually into this? The smirk on your face told him that you were. 
"I asked you a question." You dragged one finger down his muscled thigh. 
"Ye–yes," Bucky stammered, still nervous despite how excitedly his body reacted to you. 
You leaned forward again, whispering in his ear, "you want this, daddy? Want me to take care of you this time?" 
You calling him that never failed to turn him on, apparently not even when he wasn't the one in charge. "God, yes, yes , angel, please." Bucky groaned as you sucked his earlobe. 
  Not even ten minutes later, you had his wrists tied to the bed and his thighs shaking as you teased him with your tongue. You were working your way up from his feet; each toe had already experienced the delight of your warm mouth and swirling tongue. The pleasure shot up his legs straight to his cock. It was big and hard, curved up against his belly, red and angry at the lack of attention it was receiving. But Bucky breathed through it; you were at his thighs now, almost there. Your teeth gently sunk into his inner thigh, and he groaned as his cock flexed, searching for stimulation. Bucky clenched his jaw as you moved to the other thigh, and your breath tickled his heavy balls. Your mouth repeated the same ministrations, yet the bite still made him shudder. 
This was it; finally, you were gonna put your mouth where he needed it most. He was focused on trying to regulate his breathing and gain control over himself, so he didn't immediately start thrusting into your mouth. But disappointment and frustration drew a low groan from him when instead, your tongue slid up the seam where his hip meets his pelvis. 
"Such a goddamn tease," he huffed as you did it again. "Please?" 
You ignored him, moving to his other hip to repeat the actions. Your warm tongue slithered so painfully close to his cock that he gasped and lifted his hips. You did it again and again, humming at the taste of him. When your lips locked tightly around a piece of skin on his hip as you sucked a bruise, he cried out. 
"Please! Please," he drew out the word in a needy moan, "please fucking touch me." 
Your eyes flicked up to his for the first time since you had settled between his legs. "No. I'm gonna go shower." 
"Wha–what?" Bucky stared at you in disbelief as you climbed off the bed and started shedding your clothes. 
"I just got back from a two-week mission. I'll be back." You winked at him before disappearing into the bathroom. 
Surely you were joking, right? 
Bucky groaned when he heard the water turn on. He could break out of his restraints and join you, but you would have told him if you wanted that. 
His eyes squeezed shut in frustration when he heard your music start. That wasn't good. You only played music when you planned on taking your time. How long would you make him wait like this? 
He looked down his body at his dick. The tip was red and weeping, pointing up at him accusingly. But, he had never felt so turned on in his life. He could only imagine how good his orgasm would feel once you granted it to him if you granted it to him. His hips flexed up at the thought of being denied, of you using him only for your pleasure. 
"Fuck me," Bucky muttered to himself, trying to keep the images of what he knew you were doing in there without him out of his head. Soap-covered breasts and wet thighs. He wasn’t doing a good job. Maybe he shouldn't have agreed to try this new kink after missing you and your body for the past two weeks. He could have already been inside you, had you screaming his name…his thoughts were interrupted when you finally exited the bathroom. You were wearing your robe, and Bucky hoped nothing else underneath it. 
"Better?" He asked, trying not to sound too impatient. 
"Much," you grinned and straddled his waist, leaning down to kiss him. You did it properly this time, with all the passion you both had been missing out on. 
Bucky hummed in pleasure, a drunk look on his face when you pulled back. 
"How we doing, daddy?" 
Bucky's eyes fluttered closed, "Need you so bad." 
"What do you need, daddy?" 
Bucky licked his lips as he watched you sit up. But you didn't give him a chance to answer before you were hovering over his throbbing erection. God, he hoped you didn't have anything on under that robe. 
"You need this?" You gently lowered yourself until you were sitting on his cock. 
"Fuck me!" Bucky's hips surged up. Your bare pussy gently rocked against his length. "Need–shit–need inside of you." 
"Oh baby, I don't think you can handle that," you pouted at him, rocking your hips a little faster. "You’ll come.” 
“No, no, I won’t, please, angel?” Bucky’s voice had never sounded so strained. And he was making promises he couldn’t keep. 
“You're close already, aren’t you?” 
Bucky ignored you, rocking his hips up in time with yours. His dick was nuzzled in your warm wetness, and his tip caught on your entrance with each thrust. Yeah, he was fucking close. 
“Aren’t you?” You repeated, undoing your robe and shrugging it off your shoulders. 
“No,” Bucky gritted out. 
“Liar,” you smirked and lifted your hips, leaving him thrusting into the air. 
“Fuck, fuck,” Bucky took a few deep breaths, but you didn’t give him too much time to recover.
You helped move him into a sitting position with his back against the headboard his wrists were tied to. You straddled him again but kept your warm pussy out of reach, instead choosing to wrap your hand around his aching length as you kissed him. 
The sound that came out of Bucky’s mouth as you stroked him from base to tip, making sure to press your thumb into the throbbing vein on the underside of his cock, was embarrassing. But he could not care less at the moment. Your breasts were pressed against his chest, your soft legs straddling his hips, and your intoxicating lips hardly left his. 
“That feel good, baby?” Your husky voice made his cock throb in your hand. 
“Yeah, gonna come,” Bucky answered. 
“Yeah?” You taunted in a breathy voice.
“Yeah,” Bucky grunted against your lips. 
You moaned along with him as if he was inside you and gave him two more firm strokes, but when his eyes fluttered closed, you stilled your hand at the base of his cock until his breathing settled. Then you started again. And again. 
“Let me touch you,” Bucky groaned as you sped up your hand. He wanted to touch and squeeze every inch of you. The restraints dug into his arms he flexed against them. 
“No.” You sat back and wrapped both hands around his cock. 
The up and down twisting motions of both your hands on him were too much. He couldn’t even form the words to warn you that he was about to come. But you knew and stilled, except for your thumb, which rubbed achingly slow circles against the sensitive spot on the underside of his sensitive tip. Making sure he stayed on the razor-sharp edge without falling over. 
“Holy shit,” Bucky mumbled; the veins in his neck popped as he tried to will his orgasm to continue. 
“You close, Buck?” You murmured against his lips. 
He could only respond with a high-pitched desperate noise as he tried to thrust against the pad of your thumb. 
“I bet you are; I can feel your legs shaking.” You let him go and sat back again so you could see him. The pout on your face made a dribble of precum leak from his tip. “Poor baby, this looks like it hurts. Maybe my mouth will make it feel better.” 
Bucky whimpered as your warm tongue lapped at his heavy balls and trailed gently up his cock. You made sure your tongue touched every inch of his cock. The gentle caress of it was both too much and not nearly enough. You looked so concentrated, so intent on giving him the most pleasure you could; Bucky could only describe it as worship. But he needed more. He needed you to wrap your lips around him and take him into your throat like he knew you could. 
Finally, as if you could read his thoughts, you kissed his leaking tip, and your tongue slid seductively over it. Fuck, this was more than a kiss; you were making out with his sensitive head, moaning and using your tongue like a goddamn weapon. 
“Holy shit, angel, that feels so good,” Bucky moaned, the back of his head hitting the headboard. He tensed, waiting for the moment your mouth slid further down his shaft, but it never came. You seemed content to tongue him without ever wrapping your lips around him like he needed. 
He lifted his hips, trying to force himself past your swollen lips, but you moved away, focusing your tongue on the spot under his head that made his toes curl. 
“Good god, please just suck it, angel, fuck it hurts!” 
You smiled at him, and Bucky knew he wouldn’t get what he wanted anytime soon. You straddled his thick thigh and began grinding on it while you continued to run your tongue slowly over his cock. 
He wished you would at least match the pace of your tongue to that of your frantic hips. Then a new strategy hit him. 
“Angel, let me taste you; I’ll make you come, please.” 
You let out a short, breathy laugh. “Oh, come on, Buck, you think I’ve forgotten about all the times you’ve come just from eating me out? No way.” 
Bucky groaned; he was beyond frustrated. His cock was shiny with your saliva, yet he hadn’t even been in your mouth, and your warm wet pussy was so close yet so far. He could tell you were about to come, and he would give his right arm to be inside you when you did. 
You teased his cock again, nearly slipping it past your lips but stopping short. Fuck being inside you; he would settle for your throat right now. 
“Oh my god,” Bucky moaned and pulled on his restraints. “I’m so fucking horny, fuck, suck it, angel,” his voice was throaty and deep as he begged.
“What’s the matter, daddy? Thinking about fucking my face right now? Want me to be your good girl and take it all? Open my throat up real nice for you?” 
Your voice shuddered as you came hard on his thigh. He flexed it up for you, drawing your orgasm out as much as he could and hoping you’d return the favor. 
With a tired but satisfied sigh, you slid off his thigh and landed between his legs again. Bucky nearly yelled when your mouth wrapped around his balls. You sucked on them like you typically sucked his cock. Cheeks hollowed, moaning, and messy. You tongued at the tight seam down the middle of his balls, and Bucky’s thighs started to shake again. 
“Please?” He whimpered. 
You ignored him, sucking him like it was your life’s work. 
“Please,” he said a little louder, “please suck my cock, I’m begging, fuck your mouth feels amazing, suck my cock, angel!” 
You slowly pulled your mouth off of his blue balls and placed a soft kiss on his tip. “Okay, but you’re not gonna like it.” 
  Bucky lost track of time as you gave him the blowjob he had asked for, no teasing, no slowing down, at least not until he was about to come down your throat. Then you stopped everything and listened to him beg for mercy before you repeated the process over and over again. Eventually, you got bored of blowing him and started torturing him in new ways. You edged him with your ass, grinding on him while you fingered yourself, your hands, and even your feet when you got tired. Every part of you that he worshiped, worshiped him right back. 
Now his twitching dick was buried between your breasts. And just like the video, no matter how much he begged, you got him to the edge and stopped. He was very close to crying. His legs were shaking, his body covered in sweat and precum. The sounds coming out of his mouth were hysterical; at one point, his gasping, whining moans made it sound like he was laughing. But nothing was remotely funny about how bad he needed to come. 
He bit his lip, trying to hold back the brimming tears. You were so fucking into this, and it turned him on so much he was buzzing out of his skin. The angry tip of his cock peeked out between your breasts, and you tilted your head down to swipe your tongue across it. 
“Jesus, fuck, please, please, please,” he said like a prayer. But it went unanswered as his balls tightened and your warmth disappeared. A frustrated tear ran down his cheek. 
“Angel, please, please, I can’t take anymore.” His breaths came in gasps, and his voice shook. 
Your hand was on his face in seconds. You made him focus on you as you shushed him and brushed his tears away. 
Once he calmed down, you kissed the tip of his nose and then both eyes. “You good, baby? Color?” 
Bucky nodded. “Green, angel. It’s so fucking good; I’m going goddamn crazy.” 
You smiled wide at that. “I’m glad, baby, but as much fun as I’m having,” you leaned in closer like you were going to tell him a secret. “I really wanna come on your cock. I’ve never seen it so hard, and I need it inside me right fucking now.” 
Bucky groaned, “yes fucking do it, please.” 
“You’re gonna be my good boy, right?” 
“I’ll–try.” 
You smirked and straddled his lap again, lining up his cock and slowly sinking down on it. “If you come without my permission, I’ll ruin it.” 
That got Bucky’s attention, even as his brain started to turn to mush at the feeling of your pussy gripping him. “Wait!” 
But it was too late, your ass settled flush against his thighs, and you both groaned at the feeling of finally being united. You didn’t give yourself, or Bucky, time to adjust. Your hands landed on his heaving chest as you worked yourself frantically up and down his cock. 
“Oh god! You gotta slow down!” Bucky’s hands clenched as he fought his restraints. The sound of his vibranium arm whirring with the effort to stay put made your pussy flutter around him. 
“Can’t,” you breathed out, “feels too fucking good. I should keep you this hard all the time.” 
Bucky whimpered; he fucking wished. He just had to hold off until you came, and then you’d let him have his too. He tried to focus on something other than how fucking good your tight pussy felt sliding up and down his dick. Or how beautiful you looked using him for your own pleasure. Or the fucking sounds coming out of your damned mouth. His hips were thrusting faster than they had the right to be. 
“Oh god, right there, daddy,” you gasped as his swollen cock head rubbed against your g-spot. “Fuck my little pussy.” 
These were things you usually moaned in his ear when he had his way with you—when he filled you up over and over until you couldn’t take anymore. And now he couldn’t do anything but take what you gave him. He felt the pressure in his cock grow, and his balls tightened painfully.
“I’m gonna cum, oh my god, I’m gonna cum.” Bucky’s body tensed; he swore he could feel his cum moving up to the base of his cock. He couldn’t stop it; he needed it too damn bad. 
“You’re not,” you said matter-of-factly, reaching behind you to pull his balls down, effectively stopping his orgasm. “You don’t have permission.” 
Bucky couldn’t form words anymore; he was beyond rational thought as he writhed underneath you. 
“I’m gonna come for you, daddy, gonna come all over your fat cock.” 
Jesus, you were cruel. 
More tears streamed down his face as your orgasm hit you and your walls clenched rhythmically around him, trying their best to make him come too. He couldn’t breathe. His words came out between gasps of air. “Please! Let me come! Oh god, oh god!” 
But you didn’t answer him; you kept your iron grip on his balls until your orgasm ended. Then you slowly sat up until his cock slipped from you, and he let out a pained whimper. 
“Don’t worry, baby, mommy’s gonna take care of you. You did so well.” 
Bucky didn’t know why but that made a choked sob exit his mouth. Despite everything, he swore he had never felt this good. You had spent hours showering him with attention, worshiping every part of his body, and now? Now you were gonna take care of him.
You gave him a soft smile before turning around and assuming his favorite position. He loved your ass more than he loved himself sometimes. He sucked in a deep breath as you once again slid his cock inside your tight heat. 
“Knees up so you can fuck me properly.” You tapped on his thigh, and he immediately planted his feet on the bed. 
You started moving, and he met your thrusts, slowly at first, he was already so close to the edge, and each bounce of your ass made him want to dive straight over. 
“Faster, Buck,” you groaned. 
He hesitated, his balls already tight in anticipation. “I can come?” He almost didn’t want to ask. 
“If you fuck me harder. Give it to me!” 
Bucky took that as a yes, and his head fell back as he pounded into you as hard as possible in this position. Your sounds of pleasure made his cock twitch inside you, and his balls got impossibly tighter. He swore they were gonna snap off if they tightened anymore. 
“Please don’t stop; god, I’m so close,” Bucky huffed, moving like a machine with how hard and fast he was fucking you. 
“Such a good boy, fucking mommy so well, baby.”
Your words broke him and healed him at the same time. 
“Don’t stop, don’t stop, oh fuck, fuck , I’m coming!” A spike of fear flitted through him at the thought that you’d pull away at the last second once again, but it quickly disappeared when the first shock of pleasure pulsed through him from head to toe. He had stopped moving, moaning in ecstasy, but you kept riding him through it, taking him for everything he had. 
“Oh god, I can’t stop cumming,” he gasped, “feels so fucking good,” Bucky whined, finally breaking his bonds to hold you. His flesh arm wrapped around your chest, holding you close and squeezing your breast. The other wrapped around your hips and helped you move.
“Thank you,” he murmured over and over again with his face buried in your neck. 
“I’m so full, daddy,” you groaned and kept grinding your hips until you came again. 
Bucky gasped as the pleasure quickly turned to pain. He had never been so overstimulated. But keeping true to your word, you eased off him quickly. You turned around in his arms and planted kisses all over his face, careful to avoid touching him anywhere else. 
“How about a warm bath, Buck?” 
Bucky nodded, trying to talk but giving up when only mumbled nonsense came out. It made you laugh, though, which made him smile. 
“Was that better than your video?” You asked as you laid him back onto his pillow.
Bucky managed a weak thumbs up as his head lolled to the side. 
“Good.” You kissed his temple and left the bed. 
Bucky wanted to reach out for you, but by the time he made his arm move, you were too far away. “Come back,” Bucky mumbled. 
“I’m right here. Gonna clean you up. Bath later.” 
Bucky hummed in pleasure as you gently cleaned his body with a warm towel. “Thank you,” he whispered as he rolled to the side so you could slide the towel he had used to protect your sheets out from under him. 
It felt like you were gone forever as he fought his slipping eyelids. He didn’t want to fall asleep without you there. But just as he was about to lose the battle, you slid in bed behind him and laid your warm cheek against his back. 
“Hi.” 
Bucky smiled as he felt your breath against his skin. “Welcome home. I missed you.” 
You responded by squeezing him tightly. “Sleep; I’ll be here when you wake up.” 
Bucky fell asleep with a soft smile on his face, safe in the knowledge that nothing between you had changed and feeling more loved and cared for than he ever thought possible.  
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Sexuality Profile: Bucky
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Bucky Barnes is the biggest sweetheart, not only of your five daddies, but of ALL the clients you ever had in the past.
Your other daddies all assume positions of dominance and power, whereas Bucky is largely submissive.
But more so than submissive, you think of him as needy. He needs a lot of tender affection, reassurance, and care.
Bucky's one of those guys who goes to his sex worker in lieu of therapy. He's been through a ton of trauma and needs the comfort and safety you offer.
He's the shyest and most guarded of all your guys, it took a long time to get him to open up to you.
He has a massive service kink.
He brings you fresh flowers every. single. time. he visits you.
When he visits you, you always have him kneel and offer up whatever guns and knives he's carrying to you. It's more an act of trust and submission than it is about true safety.
He calls you "Doll," "Sugar," and "malyshka."
When he's feeling very submissive he'll call you "ma'am," and when he's even more submissive and open, he'll call you "mommy"
He can tend to regress during sex, though you'll never bring it up because you know he would balk at being told he exhibits any sort of "little" behavior.
You call him James more often than you call him Bucky.
Of all your guys, he makes the sweetest whimpers, whines, keens and mewls. It's equal parts sexy and adorable.
He was forcibly castrated during his time with Hydra, and has no scrotum or testicles, just a slightly looser bit of skin where they were.
He is extremely self-conscious about this.
When you first met him, he was impotent and only hired you to snuggle and have non-sexual intimacy.
Once you found out what the problem was, you told him about testosterone replacement patches. He was so happy, he cried.
He's been the most vulnerable with you out of all five guys, and as a result you feel the most tender towards him.
He first hired you right after his friend Steve left him. He was in a very bad place, at the time.
You play with his hair a lot.
He likes to have his arm off during sex. It's almost like a kink or ritual, for you to specifically take it off of him.
He's the only one of your guys who is uncut. And you love it. P in V sex with him feels better than with any of your other guys.
Bucky cares much more about your orgasm than his. He likes being told that he's making you feel good and that he's being a good boy.
He's often very desperate, needy, and flustered during sex, just whining and humping you like a puppy.
You give him a lot of oil massages, both for his back from how much the arm pulls on his muscles, and prostate massages.
Because of the serum, he's capable of having multiple orgasms with almost no refractory period. You love edging him until he's trembling and begging.
Lloyd and Kemp don't mind a finger during blowjobs, but Bucky really loves anal play. Pegging is something you two do fairly regularly.
And his one fantasy that he hasn't yet confided/fulfilled? Having you say his trigger words and controlling him but not hurting him at all, just taking care of him (He's already been "deprogrammed," he just imagines that as the ultimate level of vulnerability and intimacy with you).
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So Anyways These Are My MCU Babygirls
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