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maximoffismywife · 3 years
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You’re mine pt 2
AN: not too many warnings, sex lmao
Laying on the bed with Bucky standing at the foot of the bed. He slowly crawls up the bed until he’s holding himself up over you. Gently tracing his fingers up your thigh, softly up your chest, and resting on your neck he leans into your ear “I hope you’re ready because…”. Before he even finishes his sentence his hand grips right around your throat pushing you into the bed. “I am going to take all of you and we both know you’re not going to complain”. His cockiness has you staring up at him trying to breathe with such a strong hand around your throat. “Please” is all you can get to come out of your mouth as you move your hands to his chest. “So we’re gonna start begging already?” He says with an evil smirk slowly forming across his lips.
He sits over you letting go of your throat and pinning both your arms immediately to the bed frame above your head. “You weren’t supposed to start begging until I started teasing you” a small laugh through his teeth as he feels you raise your hips into him. You’re not sure where this desperation is coming from given a few minutes ago you were in shock. “I can’t help it you just look and feel so…”. He doesn’t let you finish your sentence holding both of your hands with one of his, the size of this man’s hands have your mind spinning with thoughts of what he’s going to do to you. He starts pulling at your shirt and struggling to get it off you as you’re laying down. You start to lift your body to help him before he plants his hand hard onto your chest pushing you into the bed in an instant. Bucky grabs a handful of your shirt ripping it down the middle as the biggest smile forms across his lips. “Fuck you look a lot better without that on, but I still have one problem.” Confused you look up and open your mouth for a second to ask him “what’s your problem?” As you finish your sentence you realize he’s ripping your bra off and his smile is growing. “Now that’s much better and don’t worry I’ll buy you a new one when we’re done”. Letting go of your hands and leaning down to softly kiss your collarbone dragging his lips up your neck, slowly across your jaw before finding his way to your ear. “Let’s see how desperate you really are”.
Bucky sits up and reaches toward his pants, but before he can even start to pull them off you’re sitting up. “No no please let me do it”. The man has not stopped either laughing or smirking at you all night and this time was no different. All you can imagine is what’s going to happen and how badly you want whatever it is. You start pulling at them, but before you get much lower than revealing his defined V he pushes you back down onto the bed knocking the breath out of you. “I don’t remember telling you that you could touch me”. Bucky kisses harder this time down every inch of your neck, collarbone, chest, and stopping just above your waistline. You try to find anything to say, but you just want to please him at this point. You leave your hands above your head not saying a word and just looking up at this perfect man. “So obedient and desperate” he whispers as he grabs your pants pulling at them. You lift your hips to help him and he looks up at you smiling immediately leaning back down to kiss your thigh. “Fuck” a quick gasp as his soft lips meet your skin. He has one hand sliding up your body touching every inch of you. Dragging his fingers across your skin, finding your throat for a second before you grab his hand. Without even realizing how badly you want Bucky to take you and just get to the point you place his hand on your boob. Without even looking up you feel his grin as he kissing harder working his way to your inner thigh. He stops just before the place you want the most and sits up.
“It’s fun seeing you so desperate so why don’t you show me just how desperate you are for me”. Before anyone can take a breath you sit up and put your hands on his chest digging your nails in. “Fuck I thought you would never ask” you whimper. Unfortunately for you, the second your hands meet his chest his wraps his hand around your throat, the other finding the back of your head grabbing a handful of hair. “No no, I didn’t give you permission to touch me did I?” You sigh, but it sounds more like a moan growing more and more desperate. Bucky tightens his grip on your throat while pulling your head back hard to give him more control. Your fingers drag down his chest and finding your way to his waistline leaving long red scratches. Through choked breaths you whimper “Please Bucky…take me. Please just own my body.” In that moment something changed. You see his facial expression grow evil, his hand gets tighter not letting a single breath escape your lips, letting go of your hair to push his hand hard against your inner thigh. I thought you would never ask he groans through his teeth as his other hand pulls at your panties. He rips them off at the same second he let’s go of your throat. You feel your lungs fill with breath again, but it immediately leaves your lips as you feel Bucky’s strong hands find there way across your now soaked pussy. “You feel so good and I barely touched you” he whispers as he drags his fingers slowly over your clit before slipping one finger into you. A man the size of Bucky has much bigger hands than you and it fills you. “Fuck” you moan as he rests one hand on your cheek and you tilt your head against it. His other hand slowly sliding into you, every inch of this man’s fingers pushing deeper into places you’ve never felt.
You can’t stop moaning and he just smiles at you as every inch of his finger slides out of you. He looks down at his now wet finger before looking up down at you. “Let’s see how good you taste before I really have my fun” he whispers as he runs his finger across his tongue. Inside you’re melting, but all you can do is moan and push your hips up begging for more. Bucky’s eyes grow wide and before you can process his reaction his buries his finger back inside you pushing his lips against yours. You feel his finger push deep into your desperate pussy and out slowly. He extends his thumb to gently rub your clit while his finger continues to fuck you. All you do is moan against his soft lips “fuck Bucky please don’t stop”. You’re begging and he pulls away to look at you. “Do it again” he grins through his teeth burying every inch of his long muscular fingers inside you. “Beg for me to use your body.”
You feel yourself getting close already and you just stare at him not being able to even form thoughts let alone words. His thumb rubbing your clit faster, but not moving his finger that’s buried inside you. “Beg for me. Tell me what you want to do. I can tell you’re already there and it’s only my finger”. He looks down at his pants and you see his cock growing in his pants. You moan loudly “please Bucky please let me cum I want to cum on your finger”. The cockiest grin crosses his lips as he slides his finger out of you and taking this thumb away from your clit. He gets off you quickly pulling his pants down before putting all his weight on you and burying his face in your neck. “Let’s see how good you feel since we know you taste amazing”. He kisses your ear softly and you push your hips up into him as moans keep slipping through your lips. Feeling his cock against your thigh and against your pussy makes you even more desperate for him. He doesn’t even move as you keep pushing your hips up against his cock just wanting him inside you. “You’re so desperate for something, but what could it be” he says evilly against your neck between kisses. Moaning and getting wetter than you’ve ever been you lift your hips into him one more time feeling the tip of his cock press against your pussy and before you can even process that feeling…
Bucky pushes down into you, his hips slamming you into the bed, burying himself inside you and biting your hard. “Fuck!” You scream feeling Bucky hit parts of you that you didn’t even know existed and filling you more than you’ve ever felt. Neither of you move as he pulls his face away to look down at you. He looks down and then back up at you. “You feel” he interrupts his sentence as he slowly pulls out of you before fucking hard back into you “so fucking” interrupting his sentence again to fuck you back into the bed “perfect for me.” He finishes his sentence with every inch of his cock buried inside you. All you can do is moan as Bucky fucks into you and is telling you how good you feel. You raise your hips slowly up to him and back down wanting him to fuck you. You love how he feels inside you, but now you just want him to ruin you. “Now this is desperate” he smirks fucking into you over and over groaning against your neck.
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maximoffismywife · 3 years
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BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you’re supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you’re beautiful inside and out.💕
I’m sorry to be the burden of bad news, but I think you meant to give this to yourself
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maximoffismywife · 3 years
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You’re mine.
AN: This is my first like actual writing so bare with me. Kinda thinking of writing a part two to this, let me know.
You just got home from a long, stressful day of work and finished dinner. Now you’re thinking “work was kind of rough and it is Friday so I’m going to have some wine.” You grab your favorite bottle of wine and a glass then continue watching the movie you put on, but aren’t paying attention to. You’re too busy on your phone thinking of how nice it would be to have some company.
There’s a knock at your door. You think to yourself “who could possibly be knocking on my door at 11:30PM on a Friday night”? You ignore it thinking maybe it was a prank or someone at the wrong house. There’s another knock, but this time much louder. You’re a little nervous of what it could possibly be, but the wine makes you feel like you can handle yourself so you get up and walk toward the door. You ask “who is it and why are you here so late”? There’s no response and so you think to yourself “maybe they left.” You slowly grab the door handle and pull the door open toward you. You see a pair of black boots and hesitate before pulling the door completely open.
Standing at your door and within a second of the door being open a hand is wrapped around your throat stealing every word from your mouth. You panic for a second thinking “this is it I’m so stupid why did I open the door so late at night.” In the very next second you look up to meet the beautiful eyes of Bucky Barnes. Your fear and sense of dread turns straight into pure excitement and curiosity. He steps closer, his right hand tightens slowly around your throat with his other slowly reaching to your cheek. A soft moan escapes your lips and you see his eyes light up. You reach toward him resting your hand on his wrist wrapped around your throat as he pushes you inside slamming the door behind him. Your mind racing and your breath getting shakier you try to get any words to come out.
“W-what are you doing here” you get out softly feeling his hand tighten after every word. He smirks knowing you don’t really care what he’s doing there and that all you can think of is what will happen next. Quickly pinning your body to the wall knocking your coat to the floor, his hand letting go of your throat and quickly grabbing both hands. He puts your hands above your head against the wall watching your eyes dart up and down his body. He leans slowly toward you, his lips barely touching your ear as he whispers softly “you’re mine tonight.” Immediately gasping and your mind going too fast to even think of a single word, all you can do is nod.
You feel his breath against your ear as his tightens his grip on your hands, his lips slowly dragging down to your neck. You lean your head exposing your neck to him as he kisses harder over the red marks he left earlier. His left hand grabs your hips pulling your body against his but keeping your arms against the wall reminding you of how little control you have. Another moan is all you can get to come out of your mouth as he starts pulling at your clothes his lips still pressed hard against your neck.
“What is he going to do next? Should I try something? Is this a dream?” You mind racing with questions, but just before you can come to an answer you feel his hand drop from your hips and squeezing your thigh. Another moan escaping your lips as you slowly spread your legs for him. An evil grin slowly forming on his face and as he pulls you off the wall and into his arms. “How about I take you somewhere more comfortable” he says in a low, deep voice. Again, all you can do is nod as within the next breath you’re over his shoulder.
“What’s he going to do to me? Why do I even care what he’s doing to me? Fuck there’s my wine?” You quickly shake your head at your lost thought as he gets to the stairs. He stops and looks down at you “what was that about” he asks with a soft voice very different from just a few moments ago. At a loss for words being over his shoulder. All you can do is point at the bottle of wine on the table before quickly hitting your palm to your forehead thinking “well I just ruined that.”
Different from the rest of the night so far, you hear him laugh softly before setting you down and putting his finger on your nose. “Stay here” he says softly as he then walks away grabbing your wine and coming back to you. You reach out to take it from him, but as you do he tilts it pouring it into his mouth as some spills down his chin onto his shirt. Part of you is upset that he just drank the rest of your wine, not even mentioning the bit he spilled while the other part of you is thinking of why he would do that.
Out of some instinct you can’t begin to describe you grab his shirt pulling it up noticing he isn’t resisting it at all. Slowly seeing this body uncover from his shirt you can’t help but let out a “fucking hell.” You look up to meet his eyes as he smirks again “what’s taking so long” he asks in a demanding, deep voice. You finish pulling his shirt over his head before dropping it and tracing your fingers immediately down his defined chest over his strong core, before you realize your fingers are inches away from his pants as you traced to his V.
You quickly look back up at him absolutely terrified of what his reaction is going to be. A small chuckle escapes his lips before he grabs you by your hips throwing you over his shoulder with you one hand. The other smacking your ass hard the second you land on his strong, broad shoulder. You breathe out a quick moan, but before you can even finish moaning his hand is smacking your ass again. Harder this time and followed quickly by a third. You realize that in the heat of the moment he’s doing it every time you go up a step. As you make your way up the stairs and your lips grow dry from the moaning, not having a second to close your mouth you’re suddenly in the air.
“What the fuck is going on?” You think to yourself in the split second before you crash onto your bed. Bucky just threw you onto your bed from his shoulder like a rag doll. As you hit the bed you look around the room thinking you just woke up from a damn good dream only to notice Bucky is standing there at the foot of your bed. He looks down at you with nothing but an evil smile and an indescribable look in his eyes. “What is he thinking? What should I do? Should I say something? Is this a dream? Fuck he looks so good! Look at the sweet dripping from his chest, that smile, those eyes.” Your mind racing with questions and thoughts of what’s to come.
“You. Belong. To me.” He says slowly with a commanding, low voice. Before you can even reply or move you hear “I’ve thought about doing this to you for way too long. It’s time I make it happen.” Your mind races even faster while you lay on the bed speechless. In a split second you realize your hand made its way to your waistline as you look up and down his muscular body. This only causes his smirk to turn into a mischievous grin as he reaches to undo his belt as he whispers so quietly you barely even hear it “your body and thoughts are mine starting now.”
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maximoffismywife · 3 years
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I
no longer
dream
of better days
I
now dream
of a better
me
Perry M. // Growing
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maximoffismywife · 3 years
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“The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time.”
— Bertrand Russell
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maximoffismywife · 3 years
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“Healing doesn’t mean the damage never existed. It means the damage no longer controls our life.”
— Akshay Dubey
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maximoffismywife · 3 years
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Not sure how to do these, but let’s see what happens…
Wanda would do anything in her power to protect those close to her.
She always puts the safety and needs of others before herself.
This gets her into some tight spots, but she always trusts that they will help her.
She would be a sweet and loving partner, but would also know how to take control of the situation.
If someone was struggling she could sense it and would let your mind relax.
Taking control, putting herself in charge, and making you feel like the world didn’t exist outside of that moment.
Her two sides of sweet and caring vs her controlling emotions of wanting to help and keep you safe.
Knowing when to let her walls down and let you in, but you would definitely have to work for it and earn that.
She doesn’t easily let others get in her head or see her hurt.
When you’re hurt nothing exists other than putting every one of your needs above hers.
Extremely powerful and a rough life, but knowing when to let her soft passionate side forward.
Her gentle touch and soft voice keeping you calm.
Her rushing emotions and feelings pushing her to be more aggressive and rough with you.
Never knowing what to expect from her. Will she be gentle and caring today or will she take total control and make you very aware that you are her responsibility.
Not taking any of your shit and taking every ounce of control from you.
Knowing you can do nothing about it and that in that moment you belong completely to her.
She craves protection from herself and her mind, but will always put herself on the line regardless of the cost to keep those close to her safe.
Quick to flip between happy, friendly, and carefree to aggressive, fiery, and full of will.
Letting herself be under your control, giving herself to you. Knowing she can trust you.
Never afraid to remind you that she is much stronger than you and will use that at any point to ease your mind. In any way she can imagine.
Tired of the pain and loss from childhood and through her first missions.
Loving the family she has to motivate her in her fights now.
Using the fire from her past and the safety of her family to push her to the absolute limits of her strength.
Pushing herself beyond anything you’ve seen just to be sure nobody else gets hurt around her again.
The loss and pain making her strong and rough on the outside. Putting the missions and everyone else’s safety first.
On the inside just a sweet and loving person ready to relax and be taken care of without a care in the world.
Always being sure of what is right and what she is fighting for.
Her new family and those who have proven their trust being her top priority.
Willing to hurt herself mentally and physically to protect the ones she cares about and those around her in the world.
An absolutely stunningly beautiful, sweet as can be, tough as nails, bad bitch with the strength beyond comprehension.
Wanda Maximoff…THE Scarlet Witch
Power she didn’t ask for and responsibility she never wanted, but a job and title she took upon herself to protect the good guys.
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maximoffismywife · 3 years
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Fantasy & Dreams
Idk what I’m doing so here goes whatever….
Kiss slowly across every inch of their body
Starting with their head and face down their neck and down their shoulders to their fingers to go back up working my way down their body until every inch of them is covered in kisses. Slowly down their thighs and their legs making sure they know that every part of them is loved.
Rub and massage every part of them
Help them relax and feel calm. Rub their shoulders, their neck, their arms, their back, their thighs, their calves, and their feet. Starting gently and getting more rough as I find the tightest knots in their body. Making them feel relaxed and safe. Their happiness and making their head focus on the pleasure makes me feel like I’m on top of the world.
Enjoy being friends first and partners second
Make time for the dates, the small moments, the late night talks about everything and nothing, make stupid jokes, hang out with friends, make time for family even if we don’t necessarily want to, cuddle and watch movies or shows, send memes, write little love letters, never stop surprising each other with gifts and gestures, go out more, go on road trips, and enjoy the strongest friendship while also protecting them and loving them as a significant other.
Never being afraid to communicate
Whether it be cute and lovey, something they’re upset about, something that’s bothering me, whether it involves the other or not, if it’s ranting or advice, if it’s big or small, even when we aren’t sure what to say, finding ways to take time and talk to each other about what is on our minds at any point in time. Keeping a strong communication and understanding of each other, our wants and needs, our issues, our random ideas, communication is one of, if not the, most important thing to focus on.
Staying up way later than we should
Enjoying each other’s presence, talking about nothing or everything, paying attention to each other or on our phones, being close to each other, holding each other, keeping the physical connection and being one. Knowing we should go to sleep and we’re both exhausted or have busy days the next day, choosing each other and the little moments that last forever over the one night of sleep and the stress of the real world the next day. Putting each other first and the friendship and relationship as a higher priority .
Sex
Love each other, be one with each other’s bodies, loving and passionately showing how much we care about each other. When we’re both feeling down or both feeling like we need some more connection, we can lay down and show each other that they’re safe with us and show them how much love we have for them. There will be times where the sex is more aggressive and not as passionate, but that won’t take away from the loving aspect. Making each other feel good, taking our minds off reality, expressing our love, desire, and care for each other. Making sex a meaningful communication rather than just another activity to take part in.
Future
Standing in front of family and friends and saying the words “I do” to the love of my life. Knowing that in that moment the world can be a beautiful place. Knowing I’m signing up for endless happiness, support, and love. Knowing that I’ll have her to take care of forever and a motivation to be the best me I can be. Down the road having kids. Beautiful in every way. Knowing that they will have the best mother anyone could ever ask for. So much love and patience, so much respect and help. Being with the person I vowed my life and heart and soul to and raising a new generation the best way we know how. Everything will be ok and waking up or going to bed knowing I’m surrounded by more love and care than anyone could ever ask for. From dating to marriage to children to death. The future with that one person is my biggest dream.
Touch
The soft hands tracing of each others bodies. body. The gentle scratches of each other’s nails across our skin. The unsteady breathing. The quick gasps when it tickles or the shivers of pleasure. Every inch of each other’s bodies under the others control with every delicate touch. Hands in hair. Grabbing of thighs. Hands wrapped around throats gently watching them try to breathe. The sweet dragging of fingertips across every revealed inch of skin. Torn between the slow, gentle touch over their body and the desire to touch every part of them with every part of myself before the next breath. Enjoying the slow passion, but wanting them to feel how much they’re loved as quickly and desperately as possible. The thoughts racing with what’s next. The heart pounding in suspense. The short breaths as each second comes quicker than the last. The loving touch of our skin and our hands against each other. The best feeling.
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