Thinking about riding Bucky's thigh.
You hide your face in the crook of his neck with a whine when he praises you. Tells you how pretty you are as he guides your hips with one hand, the other caressing your body with such care. How proud he is that you're taking what you need and letting him give it to you.
"Doing so well for me. That feel good? You wanna come? So pretty when you come. Let me see it. Let me feel it."
His deep voice is so gentle that it makes your eyes sting with unshed tears.
So you praise him, too, when you ride his thick thigh faster. How you're wet and needy because of him. How his touch makes you feel both weak and alive. And how lucky you are to have his love.
It's enough to push him over the edge with you.
That's all, lovelies. Go about your business. ❤️
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Freak On Cam
Pairing: Camboy!Bucky x Camgirl!Reader
Warnings: MINORS DNI PLS! Mentions of fingering, male masturbation.
A/n: I really want camboy!bucky but am not in the best headspace recently to do it and feel i’ve done it justice so for now i present you a drabble teaser to hopefully a future work, let me know what you all think and if you’d like to see more of this pairing!
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Your leaned back on your haunches, lips parted, thighs trembling as the little black vibe slips from your slick covered fingers. You can hear the little pings of coins being dropped to your account a lazy grin pulling at your lips as you ride out the aftershocks of your orgasm.
“Fuck I wish you were here,” you coo, dragging your finger through your drenched folds, “need someone to clean me up.”
“And I would clean her up in a heartbeat,” Bucky grunts, hand fisted around his cock as he fucks up into it imagining in that moment that it was your tight wet pussy he was thrusting up in to and not his slicked up calloused hand.
He lets out a ragged breath as he continues to watch your naked form on his side screen, just like him you’re putting on a show for your viewers, bringing in coins by the thousands.
“Fuck,” he hisses, “y’all have been sending me this video for day’s now, it’s an honest to god shame I didn’t get to it sooner, she really looks like she could use a hand – fuck look at that.” More coins drop into his account, “that’s it,” he groans, increasing the of his fist, “keep dropping coins and we may just reach the goal.”
At the mention of the goal coins drop quicker into his account, a smirk curling the corner of his mouth as he looks straight into the cam propped up before him. “Just like that,” he husks, “keep going for me, get me closer.”
His eyes remain locked to the cam device, hips rocking into his fist as his lips part at the feeling of getting that much closer to his release. A few more strokes in and his head is tilting back a low moan resonating from his parted lips, “doing so good for me, just a few more -” the alarm for his goal goes off, his screen background illuminating. A chocked laugh leaves his lips as he paints the skin of his stomach and hand. His head is bobbing to and fro, a lazy smile kissing his lips as his cock twitches in the aftershocks of his orgasm.
It takes a second to compose himself, not bothering to clean the cum that’s quickly beginning to dry on his skin before he’s leaning forward, “you guys did it,” he breathes, looking at the goal reached only to find that now it had been surpassed. “Well would you look at that,” he chuckles, “you’ve always been so good for me, I knew you could do it,” he grins, “knew you would hit this goal for me.”
The comments of his chat are going wild with your username being spammed, he’s chuckling throatily again, “I’m hearing you guys, I promise I’m hearing you, I’ll get in contact with her tonight.”
More coins are dropped at the mention of you and the goal they’ve managed to reach within the night. Bucky signs off with a promise his fans that an update will be posted as soon as he is able to get in contact with you.
“I’ve got to go clean up now, but thank you for being so good for me, I’ll be sharing updates soon.”
With the cam session closed Bucky closes his devices, leaning over the bed to reach for his robe. He moves off his bed wrapping the grey material around his body as he slips off the sheets. He moves towards the door, unlocking the lock and pulling it open before he steps out into the hallway.
He moves to the door across him, knocking once, twice, before he’s twisting the lock peeking his head in.
He finds you in your bed, book in hand, sheets thrown over your legs, a smirk graces his features at the raise of your brow, “To what do I owe the pleasure,” you question placing your book down on your lap.
His smirk grows as he closes the distance between the two of you taking his spot on the edge of your bed, “I told you not to doubt me y/n, should have raised the amount a little higher like I suggested.”
Your brows furrow before the realization of his words hit you, “you did not,” you breathe book all but abandoned as you reach for your phone.
He watches with amused eyes as you look at whatever is present on your phones screen, “your surpassed it,” you screech after a while, your eyes meet, “Bucky it hasn’t even been a day since you suggested it to your fans how?”
His smirk deepens, “told you y/n, my fans are good to me, and apparently a lot of them are good for you too, been sending me your videos for the past week.”
You’re shaking your head as you look back down at your phone screen that holds “BuckMeUp”’s stats, “I can’t believe,” your eyes dart up, “are we really going to film together,” you question.
“Well, we already have the place,” he grins gesturing around your shared apartment, “just need you to name the time.”
You’re letting out a surprised laugh, “I can’t - I can’t believe they actually got you there, so you going to cover my rent this month?”
Bucky shakes his head, “don’t dance around the subject y/n, fans are going to expect a video as promised.”
You let out a quiet groan, “i’m not dancing around it but since you well surpassed what I gave you as a goal it’s only fair.”
Bucky chuckles, “tell you what I’ll pay your part of the rent, and get you a nice set for our video, whaddya say?”
You raise a brow, “what’s the catch?”
Bucky smirks, “We film it on your channel,” you brow raises further, “tomorrow night.”
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