#40s!Bucky Barnes

[literaryavenger]

Birthday Kiss

Summary: It's Bucky's birthday and he decides to spend it with his best friend, Steve, and Steve's little sister, you.

Pairing: 40s!Bucky Barnes x Rogers!Reader, Brother!Steve Rogers x Sister!Reader

Warnings: Angst. Idiots in love. Fluff. Vague mentions to sex. Language 'cause I can't help myself. My poor attempts at being funny.

Word Count: 3.4K

Prompt: "So what should I say?" "when?" "when I love someone." "you should say it"

A/N: Since it's almost Bucky's birthday I wanted to celebrate it with my first fic with 40s Bucky! He's one of my favorite Buckys and I've been wanting to write about him for a while and I finally got this idea! Hope someone enjoys it! In my mind this happens like a year before Captain America: The First Avenger, so Bucky is turning 25, Steve is 23 and the Reader is 21, but you can always imagine any age you want. As always, any ideas for fics are appreciated!

Masterlist

You enter the room to see Bucky is hanging out in yours and Steve's apartment, like he always does, sitting down at the window, smoking a cigarette and reading the evening newspaper while a football game plays on the television in the living room and Steve sits on the couch, drawing on his notebook.

You're used to Bucky being here, he's your big brother's best friend and you've come to be very close friends with him too, even if you wished there was more.

As clichè as it is to have a crush on your brother's best friend, you couldn't help it. He was handsome and funny, and he's always sweet and protective of you.

You've known him since you were 9 years old, and he's the only family you have left other than Steve.

"Is this really how you're going to spend your birthday?" You ask Bucky as you sit on the couch next to Steve.

Bucky turns around towards you with a bright smile, his blue eyes lighting up as soon as he sees you, like they always do whenever he's around you.

He puts out the cigarette and stands up, walking over to you, sitting down on your other side and pulling you into a side hug.

"Hey, doll. I didn't think you were gonna be here today." He says, although he seems more happily surprised by your presence than disappointed.

"I live here, Barnes." You tease him with a smile. "Unlike you."

He rolls his eyes playfully as Steve snickers next to you while he keeps drawing. "I know that. I meant, I thought you were gonna be out with your friends tonight."

"I didn't feel like it." You dismiss him quickly, not wanting to actually say out loud that you'd rather spend his birthday with him doing nothing than go out with your friends, so you try to casually change the subject. "I thought you'd at least want to spend today with Dot."

Dot isn't actually Bucky's girlfriend, they've been on a few dates and you've seen them together a couple of times, but Bucky introduced her to you as a friend so you don't think they're that serious.

Not that Bucky ever is, girls are always all over him and he takes advantage of that. He's a ladies man.

But you try not to worry too much about his love life, not wanting to hurt yourself more than knowing Bucky will never see you like that already does.

"Well, I wanted to spend my birthday with my favorite pair of siblings. She can give me my birthday kiss tomorrow." He says with a grin while ruffling your hair.

"So... What's been going on with you lately, doll? Anything interesting happening in your life?" He asks curiously after a pause, genuinely wanting to know more about your day-to-day activities and experiences.

"I... Well, I went on my first date." You say shyly while playing with the edge of your dress.

Bucky's eyes widen in surprise, his interest piqued by your sudden confession. "First date? Who was it with? How'd it go?" He asks with what seems like excitement but mentally preparing himself to potentially become jealous or possessive no matter who you mention.

"It was fine..." You say quietly, still not looking at him. "It just wasn't... It wasn't what I was expecting..."

Bucky senses something off in your tone and expression, and immediately becomes concerned. He places a gentle hand on your knee, trying to comfort you without making it too obvious.

"What happened, doll? Did things not go as well as you hoped they would? Are you feeling okay?" He asks softly, trying to gauge whether or not you want to open up about what happened during your date and if there's anything he can do to make it better.

You don't really know how to answer his question, so you don't, simply glancing at him before looking away and shrugging.

"Tell me what happened, I'm here for you no matter what. If that guy hurt your feelings or made you uncomfortable, I'll kick his ass for sure." He promises fiercely, his protective instincts kicking into high gear whenever you seem vulnerable or upset.

You giggle weakly at his protectiveness but still don't look at him, so he takes your chin gently but firmly and makes you look at him. "Tell me what happened on your date. Was it some creep who tried to grope you or something worse? Because if he did, I swear to god I will find him and break his fucking legs."

"That's not it, Bucky." You say quickly. "It's just... He just... He wasn't..." You. He wasn't you. That's what you want to tell him, but you can't, so you sigh and shrug again. "He just wasn't my type."

Bucky knew what was your type. He knew he was your type, he has seen you ogle him countless times when he walked past you or sat near you.

He also knew that you had never shown any interest in any of the men who approached you, always dismissing them as not good enough for you. Or at least that's why he thought you did.

Glancing at Steve before looking back at you again, Bucky says quietly. "Well, that's too bad for him I guess."

"It doesn't matter, I'm not seeing him again." I say quietly, avoiding both Steve and Bucky's eyes.

Bucky's brow furrowed in confusion, he couldn't believe you were so quick to give up on a potential relationship just because the guy didn't live up to your impossible standards.

"Doll, you gotta give guys more of a chance. They ain't all as bad as you seem to think they are." He scolds you playfully, but there was also a hint of underlying irritation in his tone as he takes a long sip from his beer bottle.

You glance at him before looking away again. "So... You think I should go on another date with that guy?" You ask quietly.

Bucky thought for a moment, weighing the pros and cons of pushing you to go on another date with the mystery guy. "Yeah, actually. I mean, if you think he's worth giving a second chance, then why not? And if he turns out to be a total dud again, then at least you can say you gave it a shot. But only if you're really sure he's worth your time though. Don't waste it on some loser who doesn't appreciate everything you have to offer."

He advised you, trying to strike a balance between being supportive and challenging you to take risks when it came to relationships. "But whatever you decide, don't let me pressure you into doing something you don't want to do. You've gotta follow your heart, doll."

"You know, Stevie doesn't care this much about who I date, and he's my older brother." You tease Bucky while glancing at Steve.

Bucky snorts in amusement, "Yeah well, I'm not your brother, sweetheart, but I'm your friend and your wingman, and I'll be damned if I'm gonna sit back and watch you throw away a potential chance to be happy. Now come on, make up your mind already. Are you gonna give the guy another chance or not?" He pressed, playfully but determinedly.

You look at his face for a moment before looking away again and sighing. "I'm not." You say quietly but firmly. "I'm not going on a second date with that guy." You clarify.

Bucky felt his jaw tighten a little as he realized that you had completely ignored his previous suggestion and were instead deciding against giving the guy a second chance.

He didn't like the idea of you potentially missing out on something good due to your own stubbornness, but he also knew that he couldn't force you to do anything you didn't truly want to do.

"Well, fuck. Guess that settles that then," He said after a moment of silence, trying to hide his disappointment but failing miserably. "You're really gonna just throw that opportunity away? Fine, suit yourself, I guess. But don't expect me to hold your hand or anything when you get sad because you're alone. You're on your own with that shit."

"I guess I am." You say quietly before getting up from the couch and going to the window, climbing into the emergency staircase to go up to the roof, like you do most nights to watch the stars.

Bucky watches you leave, feeling a mix of frustration and concern as he realizes that you're retreating to your usual spot on the roof rather than staying and talking to him.

He wants to call after you, to make sure you're okay, but he knows better than to push you if you need time alone.

Instead, he takes a deep breath and tries to focus on the present moment, reminding himself that sometimes people need space and time to themselves.

"Fine. Have it your way," he calls after you, knowing that there isn't much else he can do in this situation. "But don't think for a second that I won't be keeping an eye on you up there. You better not try anything stupid."

You roll your eyes but don't stop, going up to the roof, that's right above yours and Steve's apartment, and sitting on the picnic blanket you and Steve use every night.

After a few minutes someone else comes to the roof and you can tell it's Steve by the light steps. "You sure you want to let Bucky alone in our apartment, Stevie? I'm afraid he might burn it down." You joke weakly without turning around to look at him, your eyes locked in the city's skyline.

Steve chuckles and you can feel him sitting down next to you. It's not the first time you sit together on the roof, everybody in your apartment building knows this is the Rogers siblings' spot.

You don't say anything and neither does Steve, and you're especially glad he doesn't say anything when he sees a tear falling down your cheek but simply wraps his arm around you as you lay your head on his shoulder.

"What's going on in your head, little sis?" Steve asks you after you stop crying.

You try to gather your thoughts, trying to find a way to make sense of everything swirling in your head. You take a deep breath before you pull away slightly and turn your head towards the city again. "What should I say?" You ask quietly.

"When?" Steve asks with a frown.

"When I love someone." I clarify looking back at him.

"You should say it." He tells you firmly. It's not the first time you've talked about this, Steve knows about your feelings for Bucky and like a good big brother he always tells you to express yourself. "You should tell him."

You sigh and look away from him and back to the New York skyline. "I don't know, Stevie..."

"Why not, Bambi?" You smile softly at his use of your childhood nickname because Bambi is your favorite book, but then you shake your head.

"Have you seen the way he looks at Dot? I have no chance with him. I'm not his type." You say with conviction.

"You really don't see it?" Steve ask, getting a little frustrated.

"See what?" You ask confusedly while looking back at him.

"The difference between you and her is that he looks at her like she's the prettiest girl in the world," Steve says and your heart sinks so you look away from him, but he still goes on. "but when he looks at you it's like... It's like maybe you're magic. He looks at you with such reverence and respect. He looks at you like if he could just have you in his arms, everything would be okay. Like if he had you, nothing could touch him. He looks at you like he just realized what love is."

Steve pauses and grabs your chin gently to make you look at him before finishing. "He loves you. Anyone can see that. You're just too blind to notice it."

Steve kisses your forehead and then gets up and goes back inside to the apartment, leaving you to think about everything he said.

You lay down on the picnic towel on the ground of the roof and look up at the stars. Could Steve be right? Does Bucky really love you back but you just haven't noticed?

If Bucky had feelings for you, certainly you would've noticed.

Yes, he's protective of you and he's always happy to have you around, but you've been friends for over a decade and he is your brother's best friend, so he probably sees you as just that. His best friend's sister.

But he never did treat you like Steve's annoying little sister.

Even when you were kids he always tried to include you in their games and literally held your hand whenever the three of you went somewhere, like the park a few blocks over.

He would always coo on you when you got any scrapes while playing and kiss your boo-boos away.

He's always been very sweet to you and he stood up for you as much as he did for Steve whenever someone bothered you.

But could that really be actual love? Or is it just affection for a girl he's known since you were little and sees as his own little sister?

You rub your eyes before putting your hands behind your head, getting comfortable while looking at the sky full of stars.

In the meantime, Bucky heard everything from the window of your apartment.

He couldn't deny the truth of what Steve had said, he did look at you with a sense of reverence and respect, like you held the key to unlocking his heart and making everything else in his life fall into place.

But he also knew that he had to tread carefully, to approach you in the right way or risk scaring you off completely.

As much as he wanted to take control of the situation and make things happen on his terms, he knew that he needed to let you come to him, to give you space to process everything that Steve told you and to allow you time to realize how much you actually mean to him.

As Steve climbs back into the window, he gives Bucky a pointed look and a pat in the back, silently encouraging him to talk to you.

Bucky takes a deep breath and then climbs into the stairs, getting to the roof but not getting any closer to you. He's determined to talk to you, but his nerves are getting the best of him.

You can hear Bucky coming to the roof and when he doesn't move closer you frown slightly but think he's just giving you a moment before sitting next to you.

When he stays put for a couple of minutes, you roll your eyes and with a small smile you say "You can come lay down next to me, if you want." Loudly enough for him to hear, your eyes never leaving the stars above you.

Bucky's heart skips a beat as he hears your invitation, and without hesitation he steps forward and drops down onto the towel beside you.

You can tell he's trying to keep his movements quiet, not wanting to startle you or disturb your peaceful contemplation.

He lays there quietly for a few moments, taking in the sight of you lying there so effortlessly beautiful, before finally speaking.

"You have no idea how much I wanted to hear those words coming from your mouth," he whispers and moves closer to you, placing one arm around your waist and resting his head on your shoulder, feeling incredibly vulnerable by the fact that you were so physically close and you were allowing him to get even closer.

"Thanks for letting me do this," he added, indicating the embrace.

"It's not the first time we've watched the stars together, Buck..." You whisper back, resting your head on his while willing your heart to stop beating so fast.

Bucky smiles softly, feeling a warm sense of contentment wash over him as he wraps his arms around you, feeling incredibly grateful for this moment of intimacy between the two of you.

He can feel the gentle weight of your body against his, and it feels like the most natural thing in the world. He listens to the sound of your breathing, feeling his heartbeat slow down as he takes comfort in your presence.

"Yeah, it's not the first time... But it feels different tonight." He whispers back, feeling a newfound confidence and boldness coursing through his veins.

He moves even closer to you, pressing his face against your neck and inhaling deeply, savoring the scent of your skin. "I've always... I've always wanted to hold you like this."

"I... I always wanted you to..." You whisper back hesitantly and bite your lip when he presses his face against your neck, almost scared to move, worried that if you do it'll ruin the moment.

Bucky feels a surge of pleasure course through his body as he hears your response, knowing that you too cherished these special moments with him.

When you don't say anything at his physical contact he continues to hold you tightly, feeling a deep sense of connection growing between you.

He presses his lips against your neck, gently kissing and nibbling on your skin, feeling a newfound desire burning within him that he had never experienced before.

He wants more than anything to take things further, to remove your clothing and explore every inch of your body with his hands and mouth, but he forces himself to remain patient and wait for your signal that you actually want something more intimate.

"You know... I've always been afraid to show you how much I really care about you," he whispers into your ear, his voice barely audible over the sound of the city below them.

"Steve thinks you love me..." You say quietly, hoping to god that your idiot brother is right for once in his life.

Bucky freezes a little, feeling a mixture of relief and surprise wash over him. He's surprised at your boldness but so relieved that the truth is finally out there.

But he also knows you well enough to know that if he wants you to truly believe that he loves you, then he has to act quickly to prove it to you and make sure that you never doubt his feelings again.

"Yeah... I do love you, Doll. More than anything else in this world. And I'm sorry that I didn't say it sooner... But I was afraid to lose you." He admits quietly, as he takes your face in his hands.

"You really mean that?" You ask quietly, a mix of hope and uncertainty clear in your voice.

"I do." He says without hesitation while he looks at your beautiful face turned towards his. "And I want to spend the rest of my life showing you just how much I care about you."

The smile that comes to your face is so bright that it feels to Bucky like the sun suddenly came up in the middle of the night.

"I know you already gave me a birthday gift," He says, referring to the jacket you gave him this morning. "But can I ask you for one more?"

You're definitely curious about what he wants so you nod. "Sure, what is it?"

"Can you give me a birthday kiss?" He asks quietly while brushing a strand of hair aways from your face and behind your ear.

You blush a little and can't help but smile because he wants a birthday kiss from you, not Dot or any other girl, and you nod slowly as you start leaning in.

Bucky meets you halfway and when your lips touch it feels like fireworks, your stomach filling with butterflies while he brings you closer to him while deepening the kiss.

After a few minutes you both pull away for air, breathing heavily while looking at each other. "Wow." Is all he says after a moment.

You giggle and bite your lip. "Happy birthday, Bucky." You say softly and give him a kiss on the cheek before settling back against him, your head on his chest as you look up at the stars.

Bucky wraps his arms around you, kissing the top of your head and then relaxes while looking up too, more content than ever to finally have you in his arms.

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[navybrat817]

I did not expect to be this aroused at 8am 🥴

I can perfectly imagine 40s bucky waking you up in the morning with his head between your legs 🤭

Okay. So this did NOT turn out how I expected, but I hope you like it!

When You Move, I Move

Pairing: 40s!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader Summary: Bucky gives you a reason to not get out of his bed. Word Count: Over 2.3k Warnings: Oral - f. receiving, flirting, established relationship, touch of fluff, slight feels (it's me), Bucky Barnes (he’s a warning, okay?) A/N: This was meant to be a fun-sized ficlet, but let's use this for Week 3 of Hot Bucky Summer for @buckybarnesevents, shall we?Theme - Where do you want me? ❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

The morning hues hadn't quite filled the bedroom as your eyelids flickered. Everything slowly came into focus before you remembered that you hadn't slept in your bed last night. The mattress beneath you wasn't as soft as yours, but you found that you liked the firm feel. Much like the figure beside you.

James Buchanan Barnes.

You took a chance to study the man who had you in his arms. Bucky appeared peaceful, his features relaxed and breathing steady like the beat of his heart as you rested your hand on his chest. Beneath the muscles under your fingertips, you found solace and comfort you hadn't sought out before.

Waking up beside Bucky was like trading one dream for another.

But you were almost angry at yourself for being in bed with him again. Almost. Before you, the man had a reputation for never taking out the same woman twice, which was evident whenever you happened to see him and his friend, Steve, out with different girls. Or when you caught a glimpse of a happy woman one day uttering his name, only to look downcast the next. You swore to yourself you'd never become one of them, which was why you turned the charmer down the first time he asked you out.

"You're breaking my heart, doll."

"No, Bucky. I'm stopping you from breaking my heart."

Hurt flickered in his gorgeous blue eyes before he flashed his winning smile and ran a hair through his light brown hair. "Give me a chance and you won't regret it."

You almost caved when he put his hand over yours. It wasn't fair that he was so handsome. And, to be fair, you only heard kind things about him from the girls he took out. That he was a gentleman who paid for everything and treated them well.

He just didn't take them out again.

"Ask me again tomorrow," you said, pulling your hand out from under his and not giving it another thought.

Until he showed up the next day with a flower in hand.

"Go out with me? Please?" he asked, his brows furrowing when you didn't answer. "It'll be a double date, if that makes a difference."

"One date," you replied, disappointed in yourself for how quickly you gave in. It wasn't your intention to accept, but it was just one night and you found yourself smiling when his eyes lit up. "And it better be a good date."

"Only the best for my best girl."

Your heart skipped a beat despite the logical protest in your mind. "I'm not your best girl."

"You will be," he promised with a smile.

Bucky had a penchant for looking good no matter what the occasion called for, but seeing him in his blue suit and slicked back hair when he picked you up made your heart stop. You seemed to have the same effect on him, his eyes slightly wider as he took the sight of you in your dress. You took special care in choosing the right one and it paid off.

"You look beautiful, doll," he breathed, taking your arm once you were at his side. "Making me feel like the luckiest guy in Brooklyn."

And, for once, the rumors were true. Bucky was a complete gentleman throughout the date, holding open the door and pulling out your chair for you. Instead of focusing on himself as one would expect, he hyped his friend, Steve, since it was a double date. The man was much smaller than Bucky, but just as kind. It pained you that his date didn't give him a second glance.

You could tell by the look in Bucky's eyes as the night went on that it hurt him, too.

"Just once, I wish one of them would see how great that punk is," he told you during your first dance together.

The many double dates suddenly made sense.

Though Bucky felt bad for his friend, it didn't stop him from treating you well or showing you a good time. You found you hadn't wanted the night to end, wishing the two of you could share just one more dance. He was wonderful on his feet and you felt as if you were the center of his world as he gazed at you.

"I'm even better off my feet," he winked when you complimented you.

"You're trouble, Bucky Barnes," you giggled.

"Go out with me again and I'll prove the trouble's worth it."

You didn't believe him until he properly asked a day later. You barely managed to say "yes". How were you the first girl he took out again? What made you special in his eyes that he wanted to be around you?

"He really likes you," Steve told you one day, an affectionate smile on his face. "Jerk doesn't stop talking about you."

While your heart fell for him fast, your mind fell in slow motion. Thankfully, the two were in sync now. You were Bucky's girl just as much as he was your guy.

"Mmm. Morning," Bucky greeted as he began to wake, the gravel in his voice sending a shiver down your spine.

"Morning," you whispered, snuggling closer for warmth. You weren't ready to face the day, but you had to eventually. "How did you sleep?"

"Almost perfect," he yawned a little. You never would've imagined such a normal reflex would be so adorable. "Would've slept better if you were in the right spot."

"Right spot?" you repeated, glancing around the bed in confusion. Were you supposed to sleep somewhere else? "Where do you want me?"

"Under me where you belong," he answered, rolling over so he was on top of you. He didn't open his eyes yet, but he had a smile on his face. "Much better."

"I like this spot, but I should go," you said, though you made no move to push him away.

"No," he mumbled, settling his weight over you more to keep you in place. How did he still look and smell so good in the morning? "Not leaving."

He sounded almost grumpy that you suggested it, which was endearing. "I shouldn't be here. It's not proper," you reminded him, but your protest was weak to your own ears.

He finally cracked an eye open with a smirk. "Neither is what we did last night. Or the night before."

You inhaled as the tingling between your thighs reminded you that while Bucky was a gentleman to you around town, he was anything but behind closed doors. He proved that was just as good off his feet as he claimed to be. You hadn't known anyone could properly ruin you, but he continued to surprise you in the best ways.

"No, it wasn't," you whispered when he opened his other eye. Heat pooled in your abdomen and you already sensed where this was going. "Bucky, don't give me that look."

Desire came to the surface more as he gazed at you. "But I'm hungry. I need to eat," he whispered, his lips tickling yours before they moved south in a searing trail along your skin. "You wouldn't let me starve, would you?" he asked, the sheet leaving your body before you could stop him.

"You'll never starve with me around," you smiled, your fingers threading through his hair as his mouth drifted to your breasts. You peeked at him through your lashes when he latched onto one of your nipples, your thighs trembling with anticipation as you gasped, and you forgot why you were trying to be rational. One look at him with his bed hair and half lidded eyes and you were gone.

Bucky released the hardened bud and blew on it, sending another shiver down your spine. "I also have something for your mouth if you're hungry."

"Bucky!" you giggled, his chuckle vibrating against your skin as he kissed further down your body. You'd never forget the first time his lips touched yours. You teased that you didn't want to inflate his ego, but that no one ever kissed you the way he had. It left you breathless, dizzy, and you knew you'd be forever addicted to his wonderful mouth.

The same mouth that convinced me to sleep without any clothes on.

You didn't bother to play shy as he ran his hands along your hips. Any innocence you had left before him was long gone. He took it and molded it into something else only shared between the two of you.

"God damn," he whispered under his breath as he spread your legs apart, licking his lips as he stared at your pussy like it was the greatest treasure he laid eyes on. "You're so fucking pretty."

"You're just trying to butter me up," you said, gripping his hair a little tighter as he pressed a kiss to your inner thigh.

"Prettiest girl I've ever seen. I'd never lie to you," he promised, digging his fingers into your hip to keep you still when you began to squirm. How could you not under his heated gaze and touch? "And you picked me."

You swallowed hard, your folds wet before his tongue darted out to get a taste. "You chose me, too."

Something changed in his expression as he looked up at you, a softer look in his eyes as the morning rays formed a halo around him. He was both your angel and your demon, someone to tempt and care for you. Sitting up a bit more, you slid your hand to his cheek. The unspoken words hung heavy in the air between you and it was enough to bring tears to your eyes.

I love you, Bucky.

"You better hold on," he warned, his voice thick as he dipped his head back down. "I'm starving."

Your breathing grew heavier as he went to work, his tongue tracing every crevice of what belonged to him. He made you feel alive and beautiful with each touch. Watching his hips dip slightly against the mattress told you he was turned on almost as much as you were. It was still tough to wrap your mind around that some days that the mere taste of you aroused him.

"You're so wet," he murmured against your clit, briefly sucking on it as you moaned. Your nipples hardened almost painfully as one of his thick fingers traced your slit. Your body reacted strongly to him and he never once made you feel embarrassed by that. "This all for me, doll?"

A whimper left your mouth as you nodded. "All for you."

"I can taste that you're mine," he said, stabbing his tongue deep in your twitching hole. Your body shuddered, aching to feel him deeper as you tugged on his hair. You never realized you felt empty until him. Not just your body.

He filled your heart, too.

"Bucky," you moaned, trembling when he groaned deeply into your pussy.

"That's it. Keep saying my name," he ordered, the possessiveness in his tone making you moan louder as his finger breached you. "You're so soft. Never felt anything like you. Never will again."

You wiggled against the sheets as he flicked your bundle of nerves again with the tip of his tongue. You never understood how some viewed sex as something vulgar or unspeakable when Bucky made you feel cherished every single time. He seduced and moved you, like it was as natural as breathing. Maybe you were one of the lucky ones. You wouldn't take it, or him, for granted.

Although that mouth may kill me one day.

"Feels so good. Please," you whined, exquisite pleasure building up when he added another digit, a smug smile on his face when he lifted his head.

"One more taste and I'll make you come for me," he assured you.

"Bucky!" you cried, trying to keep quiet when his tongue slid back in beside his fingers. Each drag along your walls made your body twitch and you were sure you'd go up in flames if he delayed your ecstasy any longer.

"Come, doll. Get my face nice and wet the way I like it," he urged, repeatedly brushing that spot inside you with his fingertip that you were never able to find yourself.

Like the orgasms you experience with him before, it cascaded over you before it exploded. Every nerve ending came to life as you screamed his name and you had to cover your mouth to muffle the sound. All the while, he licked up every sweet drop of your release as it leaked around his fingers and tongue. He didn't let up until he got it all.

"Beautiful," he exhaled as he let you recover, your body shivering as he licked some of the shine from his mouth. He stretched over you after a moment and you caught a glimpse of his smug smile again before his lips brushed against yours. They were soft as you tasted yourself, showing you with his tongue exactly what he did to you.

"Mmm. Yes, you are," you mused, still a bit in your euphoric state.

He chuckled as he gave you another kiss, his cock hard against you. "Stay a little longer?" he asked in a soft voice.

Your heart thudded when he moved his lips to your forehead. Him wanting you to stay had nothing to do with needing his own pleasure. You wouldn't make him resort to begging because you didn't want to go either.

Proper or not, it doesn't matter when I'm in his arms.

"I'll stay," you whispered.

Bucky was right about one thing. Sprawled out beneath him was exactly where you belonged, just like the spot carved out for you in his heart. And you would try to remember that when the Army drafted him because he promised to never let you regret giving him a chance.

All he had to do was come home to you.

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Come dance with me.

Pairing: 40s!Bucky Barnes x reader

Word count: 2.3k

Warnings: 1940’s Bucky, someone gets slapped, tiny bit of angst but mostly fluff, kissing

A/N: Bucky comes back home after the war and all he wants is to take you Dancing.

Based on this song:

“Hey Cutes.”

You heard his voice before you saw him your head snapped toward the left when you heard the nickname you hadn’t heard in years. Leaning against the wall of the tailor shop you worked at was the one and only James Buchanan Barnes, back from war. He was even more handsome and breathtaking than you remembered. The navy suit he wore and slicked back hair only made his bright blue eyes pop more. The butterflies in your stomach were brought back to life with just his voice.

“James, welcome home.” You smile at him.

“That’s all I get?” He asks teasingly as he pushes off the building and walks closer to you. “Not even a kiss on the cheek, Cutes?”

You tilt your head to the side, your eyes roaming his face. “Seems like you’ve received enough kisses.” You say as you wipe away a bit of pink lipstick off his cheek.

“Oh come on, that was just my Ma.”

You roll your eyes before turning to head home for the day. Bucky follows you.

“She’s just happy her only son is back from war, is all.”

“James, I saw your mother earlier and she wasn’t wearing pink lipstick. We both know who that lipstick belongs to.”

“Ok fine, it was hers but I promise, Dot just launched herself at me. I was heading here when I ran into her.”

“Mmhhm.” You hum as you reach the intersection.

“Pretty face come dance with me.”

“James…”

“Cutes, don’t make me beg. Just put on that pretty pink dress and your dancing shoes and let me pick you up tonight.”

“I don’t think it’s a good idea. Remember what happened last time?” You look up at him quickly before crossing the street while he follows.

“You can’t seriously hold that against me for the rest of our lives. I mean how is our marriage supposed to last if you keep bringing up the girls I’ve danced with before.” He quips and you turn your head so that he can’t see your smile.

“You think we’re going to get married?”

“Oh I know it, Cutes. We could’ve been planning a wedding right now if you weren’t so stubborn.”

“I am not stubborn.” You stop in the middle of the sidewalk and glare up at him.

“It’s ok, it's one of the things I love about ya. Except when it comes to you not letting me take you out on a date.”

“Well how am I supposed to take you seriously if you’re always dating a new girl each week, James?”

He steps closer to you, his hand on your waist as he moves both of you out of the path of other people.

“One chance, it’s all I’m asking for, Cutes.” He said, his body still close enough to you that you were afraid that he could feel your heart beating out of your chest.

What was the harm in going to one dance with him? The truth was that you’ve always liked James. You more than liked him, you were in love. It just worried you that he’d realize you had nothing in common. In all honesty you had missed him since he’d gone off to war and you hadn’t been happier than when Mrs. Barnes stopped by to pick up a dress and mentioned that her son was back. With nothing to lose you give him an answer.

“Ok.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

He beamed, his eyes were brighter and then he took your hand in his and placed a kiss on your knuckles.

“Tonight at 7:00?”

“Pick me up?” You ask.

“Of course, Cutes.” He offers you his arm and you take it. “Let me walk you home.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

There’s a knock at your door at 7:00 pm sharp. Your nerves had gotten the better of you and you were ready with more than enough time to spare. There’s another knock and you look at yourself in the mirror one last time to make sure your hair looks good and your pink dress is wrinkle free. You take a deep breath as you check through the peephole.

“Hi Cutes.” Bucky flashes you his most charming smile. He’s dressed in his army uniform and the sight was enough to make you swoon. “You look beautiful.” He tells you as he presents a bouquet of flowers.

“Thank you, please come in.” You step back to let him in. “You look very handsome in your uniform.”

“Only in my uniform, cutes?”

You chuckle when you see his pout. With the flowers in a vase you turn back to see Bucky looking at some pictures you had hanging on your wall.

“Ok I’m all set.”

“Alright, let’s get this party started.”

Once you’re outside and the door is locked Bucky offers you his arm again. As you move to place your hand around his arm he grabs it and places a kiss on your knuckles. You bite down lightly on your bottom lip to try and keep your smile from showing but you fail.

Bucky had always been the charming guy you knew. At school with the teachers, at dances with the girls, at family gatherings with the parents. So sometimes it would catch you off guard when he always seeked you out. He charmed the teachers so that his seat was moved next to yours, he’d always wanted to have the last dance with you and he always made sure to have a conversation with your parents.

He opens the car door for you and once you’re settled he closes the door and jogs over to the driver’s side. Bucky smiles over at you again causing butterflies to take flight.

~~~~~~~~~~~

The dance hall was packed, mostly with returning soldiers and their sweethearts. The band was playing something upbeat and the dance floor couldn’t hold one more couple. Bucky held your hand as he walked through the crowd to get to his best friend, Steve and his girl. From what Bucky told you in the car they had met after Steve was rejected yet again from joining the army. He wasn’t as torn up about it now that he found the girl he wanted to marry.

“Hi Steve.” you leaned in and hugged him.

“Y/N, It’s good to see you again.” He said as he pulled away to quickly introduce his date to you.

You chatted for a little bit before Bucky asked you for the first dance of the night. The song was a quick one but not too fast. Bucky found a way to keep you pressed up against him even if the song called for spins and dips. Without having to ask him you knew he had seen truly horrible things during his time overseas. So to see him happy and carefree filled you with joy, so did being in his arms.

Song after song neither of you wanted to stop but you had to for just a moment to freshen up.

“Seems like you finally got your girl.” Steve said with a smile once Bucky sat down, his jacket and tie were long abandoned.

“Almost, pal. I’m gonna ask her tonight when I drop her off.”

“You shouldn’t have a problem, I see the way she looks at you.”

“You think?”

“Of course, you’ll be fine.”

“I don’t know Steve. I’ve liked her for so long and she barely ever gave me the time of day when we were in school.”

“Don’t lose your nerve.” Steve places a hand on Bucky’s shoulder. “Just be yourself and tell her how you feel.”

“You’re right. I’ll just be myself and tell her how I feel.” Bucky takes a deep breath. “I need a drink for this.”

Bucky gets up and walks toward the other side of the room where the bar is. He orders his drink and waits.

“I thought I saw you earlier.” Dot, the girl who had been practically throwing herself at him since high school, walks up to him.

She’s too close to him and he takes a small step back. Bucky doesn’t want you to think that anything is going on between him and Dot. She steps closer, placing a hand on his chest.

“Aren’t you going to ask me to dance?”

“No Dot, I came here with Y/N and she’s the only one I want to dance with. Why don’t you go back to your date.”

She pouts. Her perfectly red lips arched into a frown as she looked up at him. “I don’t understand what you see in her. She’ll never treat you like I could.” She wrapped her arms around Bucky’s neck. He grabs her arms to try and push her away gently. “I could treat you so much better.” Her lips are on his.

~~~~~~~~~~

You and Steve’s sweetheart took a bit longer than you’d liked waiting to use the restroom. But you were able to get to know her better. It was easy to see why Steve was so smitten and the term of endearment fit her perfectly.

“Would you say yes if he asked you to be his girl?” She asked as you left the restroom.

“Yes, I would. He’s always been so sweet but I thought he was like that with everyone. Truth is I’ve had a crush on him since school.”

She puts her hand over her chest. “That is so sweet, and you two look so good together.”

You had just entered the main room in the building and you tensed next to Steve's girl. She followed your gaze and gasped. At the bar you saw Bucky and Dot kissing. Tears immediately burned your eyes and you headed toward the door. Sweetheart tried to stop you but you wouldn’t. You needed to get out of there quickly.

~~~~~~~~~

Bucky pushed Dot away from him and immediately tried to wipe away the lipstick stain he knew would be there. He was angry, Bucky had tried to be a gentleman but he had had enough.

“Why can’t you understand that I’m not interested in you? I never was and I never will. I tried to be nice about it because I didn’t want to hurt your feelings but enough is enough. I’m in love with Y/N. She’s who I want.”

The other people around had stopped their conversation and turned their attention to the scene that was unfolding. Dot felt humiliated, her cheeks were crimson as she looked around to see who was paying attention. In her own anger, before she realized what she was doing her hand connected with Bucky’s face. She huffed and turned to leave as quickly as she could.

“Bucky,” Steve’s girl pushed through the crowd. “James, you have to go.” She was panting when she got to him.

“Hey, just breathe. What’s wrong?”

“We were walking out of the bathroom, and Y/N saw you kissing that girl. She left.”

“Shit. Thanks, tell Steve I left.” Bucky didn’t wait for a reply. He focused on pushing his way through the crowd and hoped he could catch you outside.

~~~~~~~~~

You made it outside and took a deep breath before thinking about what you should do. Part of you wanted to go back in there and let Bucky know you never wanted to see him again. But the other part wanted to go home and so you started walking in the direction of your home. You’re halfway up the block when you hear Bucky call your name followed by fast approaching footsteps. It only makes you walk faster.

Bucky catches up to you and softly wraps his hand around your wrist. You turn to look at him reluctantly and wait until he catches his breath. When he looks at you, you avert your eyes but he can see the unshed tears.

“Cutes, it’s not what you think,” He says once he’s finally slowed his breathing. “I promise. You can ask anyone, even Steve’s sweetheart. I don’t care about Dot.”

“Then why does she keep thinking she can just kiss you whenever she wants?”

“I don’t know. But I told her that I’m not interested in her. I only want you.”

You shake your head mostly in disbelief. Bucky’s hands cups your cheeks and turns your head so that you have to look at him.

“What do I have to do to prove it? Tell me and I’ll do it.”

“I don’t know. I don’t even understand why me?”

Bucky groans in frustration. “What is there not to get? You’re everything.”

“Maybe you’re better off with Dot.”

“I don’t want Dot, I want you. Do you want to know why?” He didn’t wait for an answer. “Because from the moment I left to go to that damned war all I could think about was seeing you again. Whenever I was able to sleep I dreamt of you. Any time I thought I wasn’t going to make it I looked at your picture to remember that I never got to tell you that I’m in love with you.” Bucky said as his heart was about to beat out of his chest.

“You had my picture?” You asked in a whisper.

Bucky didn’t hesitate to take out a cigarette holder and show you a withered photo of you hidden behind the left over cigarettes.

“Listen if you don-“

You didn’t let him finish his sentence. Shutting him up with your lips on his and your arms around his neck. It takes Bucky a second to realize what’s happening but then his arms are wrapped around your waist and he’s pulling you closer to himself. His lips moved in sync to yours. When you finally pulled back both your lips were slightly swollen and held matching smiles.

“For the record, I’m in love with you too.” You whisper.

“So you’ll be my girl?”

“Yes.” Bucky lifted you by your waist and spun you around before kissing you again.

After that night Bucky loved dancing with you at any chance he got. At Steve’s wedding and at yours. In your living room and kitchen. At birthday parties or bbqs. No matter when or where he always wanted to have you in his arms. And it always started the same.

“Hey cutes, come dance with me.” He offered you his hand.

And every single time you took it.

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While You Sit and Watch

Summary:  Bucky loved making you a wreck, but he always made sure you looked pretty afterwards.

Pairings:  Bucky Barnes X Reader, skinny!Steve Rogers

Rating:  explicit

Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, oral sex (M receiving), exhibition, slight degradation, slight dumbification, gagging, tears, teasing, voyeurism (?), 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  1.3K

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You loved James Buchanan Barnes.  Loved him with every fiber of your being.  Loved when he would destroy you, just because he loved to bring you back up.  He loved to see your face wrecked, because he had a very easy and simple solution to doll you back up afterwards.  Kept it right in his pocket.

All it takes at the diner is Bucky tapping on his pocket, and your legs start switching around trying to create friction.  Bucky always loved teasing you anyway.  Kept you nice and wet and ready for him.  Looking up across the table to Steve, you try to ignore Bucky’s need to have you.  “So, Steve, any luck with finding a way into the army?” He shakes his head no regrettably, watching his friend tap over his pocket again.

“Stevie boy doesn’t need to be in the army, huh?” Bucky taps on the pocket again, and you pretend not to even notice.  You were supposed to be having dinner with Steve.  

“I talked to my friend.  She wants to meet you,” you give him a smile, leaning over to suck on your straw, and you can feel and hear Bucky’s chest rumble out a growl.  “Bucky,” you squeal, smiling over at him.

“Really?” His eyes scan down your body, as his tongue pokes out his cheek.  “Oh, you’re in for it, Doll.”

“I think maybe,” Steve starts, getting your attention back over towards him.  “I think…I think he might want your attention.”

“He can wait,” Bucky’s hand grips tight to your knee, and you couldn’t help the whimper that escapes your mouth.  “Bucky.”

“I need your help with something.”

“And we have company.”

“Steve is fine.  Aren’t you, Stevie?  It’ll only take a few minutes.  You think you’ll be okay?” Bucky never looks at his friend, and you never look away from Steve as he takes a big gulp.

“That’s all it takes?” He inhales a deep breath, finally looking away from you.  “I mean…that’s really it?”

“You wanna find out?” Bucky smirks, grabbing up your hand and he drags you behind the restaurant.  Pushing you down to your knees while he leans back on the wall.  “Go on, we’re being timed.  Take me out, Doll.  You know you want to.  I could feel the heat radiate off you as soon as I tapped my pocket.  Don’t worry, I’ll make you all pretty afterwards.  No one has to know that you’re my pretty little slut.”

You shiver as you start taking Bucky’s heavy cock out of his pants.  Looking all pretty with beads of precum leaking out of him.  That protruding vein hitting the sunlight just right.  Holding his thick shaft in your hand, your ruby red lips kiss up his length leaving the prettiest red color behind.  Licking off his cream, you smile up at him, “Better than your milkshake, huh?  Come on, baby, I’ll take care of you later.”

Teasing him just a bit more, you lift his dick up.  Flattening your tongue, you lick up the underside of his entire length.  Giving him a little smile, wiggling your ass before sinking down over him.  Your fist pumping at the base, while you bobbed on him.  “Oh, Doll baby, won’t you choke on me?  You look so pretty when you're leaking tears?  You’re choosing the feel of my cock over breathing, and it makes me completely weak for you.”

He had a way with words.  Dropping your hand, you grip tightly to his thighs.  Hollowing out your cheeks as you take his entire self in your mouth.  His tip hits the back of your throat, and tears start to sting your eyes as you try not to gag.

Bucky’s hands slide behind your head as he drives into your messy mouth.  His cock matched your lips as your lipstick stains him, he loved it though.  Remnants of you.  A memory that you seriously were a slut for him.  Putting your virtue on the line for anyone to see you in this compromising position.  Mewling at just the mere taste and feel of Bucky in your mouth.  It was unheard of, but you took it so well.

Made him proud to see your eyes glossy as you stared up at him.  You didn’t care that he was making a mess of your makeup, because it made him happy.  You were perfect, and he was going to find out just how perfect you are.

Pulling out of you, your lungs scream at the sharp intake of breath before he crams himself back in you.  You let him use your body, and he loved you even more for it.  Some may say he was disrespectful, but they didn’t see how much he cared for you afterward.  Give and take.  And you adored being his little sex doll.  If only they could feel the way that Bucky made you feel.  

His motions start to shutter, and your eyes shine up at him in anticipation.  Ready for the musky briny essence of James Buchanan Barnes.  His foot slides in between your legs, needing to know just how wet you were to have his cock in your mouth.  You grind down over the patent leather, and he lifts his head back moaning.  You were his slut through and through.  

Looking back down at you with a smirk, he gives his hips one hard thrust and his cum coats the back of your throat.  You stare up at him owlishly, sucking out every bit of his delectable spunk, moaning out when he pulls himself out of you.  His thumb pets over your skin when he pulls his foot out from under you.

“See, Stevie, you treat them right, and they are desperate for your cock, huh?  Look at how wet she got.  And that cunt, damn, the sweetest little peach there is.  Maybe one day we’ll let you have a taste,” the two of them stare at his foot that was coated in your slick.  Making the black look even shinier, and Bucky couldn’t be more proud of you.

“Bucky, she’s a mess.”

Bucky taps at his pocket, giving Steve a quick glance before removing a little compact.  Complete with your lipstick and brush.  Tilting your head up to look at him, he wipes off the smeared red with his thumb, cooing out your name with every wipe.  Expertly taking some of the lipstick on the brush as he carefully fills your lips back in.  And then moves to wiping away your black tears.  

“Only a little stain.  You were upset though, okay?” You give him a nod, smiling up at him so sweetly.  “Doll, you think you want Steve to see how pretty your cunt is?”

“Mhmm,” you look back over to the tiny Steve who was adjusting his pants.  Not all of him was tiny.  “Whatever you want me to do, Sergeant.”

“You gonna keep his bed warm while I’m away?” You give him a head nod as he pulls you up to him.  “You sure are a pretty little thing.  Later tonight, Stevie, I’ll show you how to fuck a dame.  But remember, if I let you fuck her, she’s mine, I’m just letting you loan her.  And Doll, you’ll need to take it easy Steve, he has asthma.”

“Don’t worry, Sugar,” your red nails brush down Steve’s face, and his lip trembles, “I can do all the work,” he takes a deep breath, and whispers out yes ma’am as the three of you walk back into the restaurant.  You didn’t mind being Bucky’s cockslut, especially if it meant that Steve was going to be your little slut.  You had to have something to keep you busy while Bucky was away.  And heaven knows, you loved to play.  You were so thankful these boys enjoyed sharing their toys.

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a misunderstanding

summary: a misunderstanding and a revelation change the tide of your relationship with bucky

pairing: 40s!bucky x reader

word count: 1.4k

warnings: this got mildly angsty and i didn't mean to, bucky is lowkey a fuckboy (or is he?), happy ending, steve as comedic relief

a/n: here is day 1 of my sweet summer writing challenge! i know it's a little early but also i took several extra requests so i figured i'd go ahead and get started :) prompt for this one is “it must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.”

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The crackling sound of the record player filled the small apartment, accompanied by your soft steps to the beat along the kitchen tile.

You continued stirring the pot on the stove, cutting it down to simmer when a knock sounded at your front door. You wiped your hands off on the apron tied around your waist and cut the knob down in the tinkering jazz as you passed it, stepping towards the door and pulling it open.

“Hey there, doll,” said the man on the other side. Not the one you were expecting.

“Where’s Steve?” you asked, trying your best not to sound annoyed. It would only fuel his ego.

Bucky Barnes was, in no uncertain terms, an insufferable blockhead. But it just so happened that you shared a best friend, and it remained in your best interest not to chuck him in the East River. For now.

“Got caught up with Mrs. Johnson. She wanted a new mural painted on the front window and we ran into her on our way here. He shouldn’t be too long.”

Which, in Steve terms, meant dinner would probably be cold before his perfectionist ass had painted the perfect picture of bread or milk or whatever other sale the Johnsons wanted to advertise this week. It also meant that you were stuck in Bucky’s presence for the evening, because Steve would hand him his ass if he left you alone after you had spent the afternoon cooking.

Not to mention that, even though it was supposed to just be Steve tonight, you had already made extras for the very likely possibility that Bucky tagged along. He didn’t seem to be aware of the animosity between the two of you, though you couldn’t ever forget the harsh words that had changed your attitude towards him forever.

It had been a couple years, you had just gotten off your shift at the bar on the corner and you were supposed to meet Steve and Bucky for a late dinner. You hadn’t been friends with them long, only a couple of months, but it had been long enough that you were surprised to see that Bucky didn’t have a girl hanging off his arm.

That’s usually how your meetups went - Steve looking happy to see you and Bucky focusing solely on the unlucky dame who would wind up with a broken heart the morning after. But that night was different, with no one but your two friends in sight as you shuffled down the street, pulling your ragged coat tighter around you as the New York winter picked up. Bucky’s back was facing you, so he didn’t see you approach, and you caught the tail end of his rant.

“-always fucking everything up! I don’t see why you even bother with her anymore.” He sounded angry, nothing like the usual laid back and charming James Barnes, and you knew without a doubt that he was talking about you.

Instead of interrupting their conversation, you brushed past them on the sidewalk, practically shouldering Bucky out of your way. He called after you, but you kept walking without a word. You didn’t see either of them again for a week, and by then you were resigned to act like it never happened. You never spoke of it again, even when Steve asked you over and over again what had happened between you and Bucky.

You figured neither one of them thought you were close enough to have overheard Bucky’s insult, and that’s why their thick heads couldn’t figure what might have changed that night.

“-any help?” You were brought back to the present by Bucky’s voice, right in front of your face, and you realized you had no idea what he had said.

“Sorry, what?”

“I asked if you needed any help, doll. Can’t let my best girl do all the work herself.” He winked at you, and for the first time since that night, his casual flirting made you see red.

“It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.” Though your face carried a sickeningly sweet smile, the sharp tone in your voice must have thrown Bucky off. You didn’t dwell on it, though, simply brushing past him into the kitchen.

“Hey,” he caught your wrist as he passed, and you wrenched it from his grasp. He took a step back, obviously feeling the anger that was radiating from you. “What’s wrong, doll?”

“As if you don’t know,” you snapped, inhibitions down enough that you were ready to lay your grievances bare. “But that’s right, I just fuck everything up anyways! How could I ever think that the great James Barnes might be the problem for once?”

“Fuck everything up? I don’t understand. I don’t think you fuck anything up, Y/N.” The sincerity of which he said your name gave you pause, and when you looked at him, he seemed genuinely confused. Your anger waned enough for you to explain that night, and how badly it had hurt your feelings.

“I was talking about Dot. That night, she had cornered Steve at the dance hall again, acting all sweet on him. Just like she had done every other night in the few weeks before. And then she left him high and dry, trying to make moves on me when I went out back for a smoke. I thought she was using him - which she was, by the way - and I wanted him to cut it out.

“He got mad at me when he walked out and she was trying to shove her hand in my pants. Thought I was jealous he was gettin’ attention or somethin’.”

You weren’t angry anymore, not after the bomb Bucky had just dropped. Instead you just felt numb, and stupid, to have spent so long holding a grudge for no reason.

“I thought you really liked Dot, though, why wouldn’t you have taken your chance anyways?” It seemed like the most trivial thing in the world to ask, yet it was what your brain chose to focus on.

“Well besides the fact that tried to get to me by using my best friend, I’ve had my eye on one dame for a while now.” You tried not to let your heart constrict at the thought, and you tried to remember a girl he had talked about since then that may have caught his eye. But you couldn’t remember a single one in the years since that night.

You figured he had grown tired of your sarcastic comments about his promiscuous behavior, and kept the girls away from you, but maybe you were wrong. Maybe there hadn’t been any since then. You didn’t want to let yourself entertain the idea, so you threw out a random name.

“No, not Beth,” he responded. “It’s you, Y/N. I’ve been holdin’ out for ya, and I get now that I really hurt you, but I’ll keep holdin’ out until you kick me to the curb.”

You didn’t let your mind make any decisions as you lurched toward him, instead letting your heart take the lead. Because up until that winter night, you had been pining for Bucky just like every other girl in a 50 block radius, but you kept it to yourself, knowing his dating habits - or lack thereof - and your friendship with him and Steve both was more important to you.

You could have never let yourself hope he might feel the same, that he might want you beyond a single night. But that hope was reignited as his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you against him and slotting his mouth against yours.

The two of you were so lost in each other, so lost in the moment that had unknowingly been building for years, that you didn’t hear the knock at the door, or the creak of the hinges as it opened. It wasn’t until a heavy thud sounded against the floorboards that your sprung apart, both turning to see Steve, shocked, in the doorway.

“I’m thirty minutes late for dinner, and this is what I miss?”

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There's need to be more 40s au with happy ending!!! 😂

I don't know if you've read this one, but I read it recently and it's the cutest thing in the world!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/42179901/chapters/105899913

I have! It was one of the first 40s! au and series I read. Now every time I think of 40s Bucky my mind goes to that fic.

It's Just One Kiss by @sarahwroteathing on tumblr.

I know I will be rereading this one

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[jobean12-blog]

Hey Jo, hope all is well. If memory serves your Boys In Bed With Books series is now numbering 20, but which one would you spend the day in bed with given the chance (P.S. let's not do a @navybrat817 and answer all🤣)

Omg Christy I adore this question but most of all you!❤️❤️❤️and HIIIIIIIII🥰 ty and hope you’re doing great sweets! 💕

Ok so I won’t pick them all (even tho we all get it and want a big enough bed for all twenty haha) but my answer is definitely Bucky❤️ it’s for sure a hard choice so with Bucky being the one and only I’m gonna also do a top 5 bc why not hehe (in no particular order except Bucky first😏

-Bucky

-Ari

-Eddie

-Andy

-40s Bucky

Thanks again love! Hope you have a wonderful night! Hugs and love always❤️❤️❤️

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[buckyalpine]

40s Sergeant Barnes with a nurse and a Sergeant kink (and breeding and house wife kink, virginity loss). This was supposed to be a pure smutty drabble but then I got in my feelings and added some fluff and angst but I promise Bucky is still a dirty, nasty little fuck in this. Just with a sweeter ending. The one he deserves.

Listen just imagine what a cute, sexy menace Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes would be just waking up from an injury when his eyes flutter open to the pretty nurse he’s been eyeing from the day he started. You’re not a shy, dainty little thing, nope. Not at all.

You bark out orders like a drill Sergeant and one glare from you is all it takes to get everyone in line and on task without a second thought. Even his superiors are scared of you, biting their tongue when you stitch them up and send them on their way before running off to your next patient.

Bucky was in love.

“Well aren’t you a sight for sore eyes” he rasps, throwing you a charming smirk while you roll your eyes in response, shaking your head. "How'd I get so lucky, got a my little angel tendin' to me"

“I see your injury hasn’t stopped hurt that mouth of yours Sergeant" You quirk an eyebrow while he playfully huffs as you change the dressing covering a gash on his abdomen. You swab the area clean and he doesn't flinch even though you know it must burn like hell, his muscles tensed while he continues to watch you with heart eyes. "Now you know I'm not your little angel, I got 20 other men to fix up, you better be out of this bed as soon as you're all healed up"

“C’mon sugar, you're breakin' my heart" Bucky gives you a little pout with those perfect lips and you catch the twinkle in his eye as he looks over your form with complete admiration. He loved your sassy, take no shit attitude and it's taking everything in him to calm himself down so he doesn't get a hard on right there in front of you.

"You'd tell that to a cat with three legs if it was in a nurses outfit" You try your best to not give into his flirty comments and puppy eyes, knowing damn well he's a heart breaker but he makes it so difficult when he continues to woo you with his boyish charm.

He can't help but chase after you; catching the way your eyes always dart around with anxiety when his group returns from an operation, relief flooding them when you finally spot him. He loves your indifferent attitude, patting him down to make sure he's uninjured but your furrowed brows and the tiny pout on your lips give away that you're worried.

How can he just let you go. Every time you check over him, he needs you closer.

So much closer.

-

"Ms. y/l/n, Sergeant Barnes is requesting you in his tent, he says it's urgent"

You shake your head looking over at the time, quietly making your way over to the tent he's stationed at, thankful that a number of troops were sleeping so you wouldn't be seen as you quickly slip inside.

“And what hurts now” you sass with your hands on your hips seeing the soldier in perfect health, doing your best to assess him without letting him know.

"Always checkin' over me" Bucky chuckles, seeing what you're doing; his words making your cheeks heat up, "Knew you cared about me sugar"

"Well what am I doin' here" You give him an unconvincing huff, struggling to keep your voice steady, refusing to meet his eyes, keeping your gaze on his silver dog tags instead. It doesn't help that he's handsome as hell with a light dusting of scruff covering his cheeks. Bucky's never seen you flustered before and it evokes something in him, all the blood in his body rushing south seeing your fingers twitch.

All he wanted to do was kiss you but now-

“Help your Sergeant out doll” He whispers, taking another step forward till his chest brushes against yours, his hand coming to tilt your chin up, "Will you?"

You gasp feeling his hardness press against your thigh, your heart fluttering wildly as his thumb traces your lips, any semblance of control you had slipping away feeling the warmth of his skin.

“Y-yes Sergeant Barnes”

His lips press against yours, soft and sweet, a stark contrast to the way his body was screaming for him to pick you up and toss you onto his cot.

"Sweet like sugar" He lets his hands fall to your waist, pulling you flush against his body while your arms drape on top of his shoulders. You stand on your toes chasing more of his lips and he chuckles at the needy whine you let out when he pulls away for air.

Now let's say your first night together was actually quite tame. He kisses you again and you swoon when he repeatedly checks in with you before going any further. His hand slips under your skirt, letting his fingers toy with places no on else has touched. With each night, he needs you more and more until he can't hold off any longer and neither can you.

-

You sneak into his tent and this time he doesn't hesitate to undress you completely, not when he needs you bare with nothing separating you both. You feel your heart race as he lies on top of you, draping a thin sheet over himself when you shiver at the chill night air. You feel his body heat instantly warm you up, his heavy cock resting between your soaked folds.

"Are you sure, sugar?" He asks, his hand cupping your cheek and stroking your skin.

"Please Sergeant" You whisper and the way you say his title makes his cock twitch. There's something so different about you when you're in his bed, a sweet little bunny giving herself to him completely. It drives him feral with a need to make you feel good, make you cry for his cock and his cock only, to keep you nice and full of him.

You don't look twice at anyone else and here you are completely naked in his tent with your tight little virgin cunt, your legs spread open so he can put his dick in you; there was no way he was ever going to let you go.

"You tell me if it's too much, alright?" His lips tickle your neck as kisses your skin while rubbing his heavy cock through your folds, coating it in your slick, "Breathe for me"

He slips his tags into your mouth as he starts to press in, the initial sting making you bite down hard onto the metal feeling a mix of pleasure and pain. You whine at the way he stretches you open, your thighs squeezing around his waist, nails digging into his shoulders.

"Shhh, that's it love, doin' so good for me so good for your Sergeant, look how you're takin' all of me baby" He looks down to where you're both connected as he continues to slowly push himself in till hes fully sheathed inside you. He gives you time to adjust, slipping his tags out of your lips and letting his tongue lace with yours instead, his balls already throbbing with how tightly you were squeezing his cock.

"Please-Sergeant" your heels press into his ass desperate for him to move, gasping when he starts to slowly roll his hips, barely pulling out.

"I got you love-don't worry" Bucky moves as slowly as he could not wanting to hurt you, taking just as much care of you as you had with him countless of times.

But he can only keep up at that pace for so long. Your muffled whines and moans don't help the way his mind is already spiraling. His pretty little nurse all spread out just for him, taking his raw, bare cock in her soaking pussy, squeezing him so tight, he was only a few strokes from cumming.

If it were up to him he would've proposed on the spot, thinking about making love to you on your wedding night, seeing you all shy and sweet wrapped up in soft white lace. If you were his wife, he'd take you apart every which way, not giving a fuck about traditions, taking you right on the dining room table.

You'd be the prettiest little thing for him to come home to, such a good wife all dirty just for her husband. Only he'd know the way your mouth would slobber all over his cock like your life depended on it. The way you'd moan at the taste of his cum. Bucky's eyes rolled back at the thought of you with nothing but some heels and a string of pearls he'd put around your neck while he stuffed you with cum and emptied his balls in you.

"S-Sergeant-I-oh god" You whimpered feeling his cock grow harder, your pussy pulling him right back in, feeling the coil low in your belly pull tighter and tighter as he hit that spot.

Meanwhile Bucky's jaw clenched as he felt his balls pull tight to his body, the tip leaking steadily in your pussy. His mind spiraled into places he didn't think would exist before he met you, rogue thoughts he only entertained when he had his dick in his hand. The harder he fucked you the more he thought about how gorgeous you'd look with a swollen belly.

Fuck, imagine if he got you pregnant right then and there. That nurses uniform would no longer fit you. Everyone would know he knocked you up, your perfectly round tummy carrying Sergeant James Barnes' baby, breasts heavy with milk, God, he wasn't going to last-

“Gonna let your Sergeant pump you full of cum?” He pants, letting his hands grip onto your hips like his life depends on it, the wiry hair at the base of his cock rubbing against your clit.

“Yes!!” You sob, biting down onto his shoulder to keep your cries down while he continues to fuck you into oblivion. You don't understand how such filth can spew from that pink, pouty little mouth of his. "Please-please-need-youI-I'm gonna-"

"M'yours sweet girl, m'all yours, go on, cum for me love, cum on my cock, it's all yours" He gazed into your eyes, cooing at your parted lips and sweat slicked skin. It didn't take long for you to shatter around him his lips smashing against yours to swallow your moans.

"Want your cum Sergeant" You beg , desperate to have him claim you from the inside.

"Oh fuck baby, y-you can't say that, m-gonna, oh fuckkk" Your words throw Bucky right off the edge as he lets out a deep groan stilling his hips and shooting endless ropes of his spend into you. You both lay in comfortable silence, your fingers playing with his hair; his usual kempt brown locks now disheveled .

“Y’know m’gonna marry you” his scruffy cheek nuzzles into your neck as he continues to stay deep inside you as his cock softens, “after all this is over. Gonna put a ring on that finger”

His words send a different wave of emotions over you, feeling more safe than ever, clinging onto him as tightly as possible. You let a whimper slip out and he pulls away from your neck with an expression of concern.

“What is it love” Bucky coos, wiping away the tears that slip you, stroking your cheek while you bite back a sniffle.

“Do you mean it? After this is all over?” You weren't sure what Bucky would want-there was still a war going on. Anything could happen. Perhaps this was just to keep his bed warm. Something to keep him calm, you were just someone to-

"Of course sugar" Bucky presses a firm kiss to your forehead, silencing the thoughts that tried to run wild. "You're mine"

-

And of course he gets his happy ending. Because when it's all over, he gets the ring for the girl he loves. He's on one knee, proposing to you with the sweetest words. He treats you like a princess on your wedding night, making love all night long until the sun is up.

There isn't a surface in the house he's left untouched. Nothing makes him more feral than moaning for his pretty wife, constantly taking her hand and wrapping it around his cock, watching that diamond glint with each stroke.

It doesn't take long for you to feel a little squeamish, knowing all the tell tale signs.

The day you tell him he's going to be a dad is one of the happiest days of his life. There isn't a single night that goes by where he isn't nuzzling his face into your tummy, talking to your little one.

Everything was perfecttt.

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[lanabuckybarnes]

Damn bear.

18+ Minors DNI

Sgt Barnes wins you a bear at a carnival. What he doesn’t expect nor like is when you give it more attention, Bucky shows you that he’s better than the bear.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Jealous Buck, Public Oral, Stuffed bear being abused at the end (you’ll see), filthy Bucky, if there are any more let me know

It had been a fantastic day, the sun shining high in the sky and laughter bubbling from you both. Now as the moon began to rise the carnival had a whole different atmosphere. The big wheel and the rides surrounding it had lit brightly at the first sight of darkness, the stalls had done the same.

It couldn’t have been more romantic if you tried. Bucky slung his arm around your shoulder, pulling you close as he weaved through the crowds of people, eventually you two landed at the ball toss game.

“How much?” Bucky asked, glancing back at you with a confident grin.

“$1 for three shots sir” the older gentleman behind the counter spoke, reaching out his hand to let Bucky place a crumpled note in it.

Bucky threw the shots with ease, hitting every target bang on, much to the man’s dismay.

He’d let you pick your favourite bear, a blue one, one that matched the colours of his eyes. Grasping your hand he pulled you along beside him again, eventually finding a small space between the carnival rides.

He placed a kiss to your head, holding you close to him “you like it?” He asks, tapping the bears head with a long finger. You hummed in response with a nod, your eyes continuing to look over the bears features. Bucky pouted slightly, a slight twinge of something burning in his stomach.

He found it a little ridiculous that he was jealous of a bear but your eyes should’ve been on him, not an inferior stuffed toy. Suddenly he was intent on making you realise he was all you need.

His hand tilted your chin up to face him and he leaned in, sealing your lips in a passionate kiss that took you by surprise.

“Buck!” You squeaked once he let your mouth go, trailing his lips down your neck instead.

“Hmm” he hummed, sucking a small mark on your pulse point as his hands wandered places they shouldn’t have been “Need you”.

“Buck not here, people will notice” you gasped as his thumbs looped around the waistband of your panties, pulling them to your ankles.

“You better be quiet then” he chuckled with a wiggle of his brows; pecking your lips again before taking off his military hat and placing it on your head gently “keep that safe for me” he flashed you a lopsided grin and then he was on his knees.

He pushed your dress up to your waist and kissed up your thigh until he reached your mound. His eyes flickered up to yours as he watched you bite your lip in anticipation, watching him sneak closer to your warmth… then he moved, kissing down your other leg.

You tried your best to hold the whine from falling from your lips at his teasing, desperately trying to make it look like you weren’t craving this as much as he was but the way your hips jerked as he avoided your pussy, betrayed how you felt.

“Aww sweetness, look at you” his hands shifted your thighs apart slightly, eyes boring between them at the slick that had pooled and slipped from your folds “so fucking desperate” he growled planting one last kiss, right on your pubic bone before latching his mouth onto you like a starved man.

He worked fast, his tongue focusing on your little clit while a finger slipped between your folds, fucking you quickly. You moaned against the bears fluffy head, gripping it tightly against your mouth in a desperate attempt at muffling your moans.

Bucky groaned against you when his eyes looked up at you; the way your eyes watched him pleadingly, that fucking bear over your mouth, but what got him really riled was the way his cap hung loosely on your head. The thought of you wearing it around had him feral, the thought of other men trying to get a glimpse of you only to see his hat firmly planted on top of your head and your legs wobbling while you walked. He briefly considered walking around with your slick still glistening on his face, everyone would know he’d made you like that, so wobbly and unable to stand because of his mouth. He smiled against you as he pushed a second finger in, curling them against your sweet spot. That bear could never do that could he?

You eyes flickered over to the crowd of people just at the other end of the alley, they were getting closer and closer, you didn’t doubt if they weren’t so engrossed in one another and looked around they’d see your fucked out face as Bucky’s tongue delved deep into places it should only be in behind closed doors. A fresh flow of warmth ran down you at the thought of being caught, that knotting in your stomach that had been building up was gradually becoming too much.

“You close?” Bucky groaned against you, fingers now doubling their effort. You nodded wildly, his cap almost falling from your head but you caught it quickly, in the process of catching it you jerked forward and your clit graced against Bucky’s teeth. It was enough to send your orgasm crashing down hard.

One of your hands gripped at the stuffed bear while the other pushed Bucky closer towards you, riding your orgasm out on his face.

“You alright?” He asked once he stood up to full height again, his thumb running over your cheek softly, you could only nod and roll your head back against the metal of the ride behind you, your body still raking with aftershocks of your orgasm.

His smile was smug as his fingers wrapped around the bear he’d won for you, pulling it from your lips and kissing you softly, arousal swelled in his own belly when you moaned at the taste of yourself. What you hadn’t expected was him to trail the soft toy down to your heat and wipe it along your soaked folds, the cold plastic nose grazing your over sensitive nub causing you to jerk harshly.

“Fucking bear, he couldn’t eat you out like that could he?” Bucky smirked against your mouth, kissing you again before helping you pull up your panties.

With his hand interlocked with yours you left the alley, his hat still on your head and the hints of your juices against his lips. The bear, which you found out was the reason for him pulling such an orgasm from you, lay discarded in the alley. The only bear you’d ever need was Bucky.

-

This is… wow, even I’m impressed at just how devious this is.

Hope you enjoyed x

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[marvelouslizzie]

You're My Desire - Co-written with @notafunkiller

Summary: Your best friend drags you out on a double date. You were supposed to be Steve Rogers' date, but plans change pretty quickly and you end up in Bucky Barnes' arms.

Pairing: 40s Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Warnings: 18+ NSFW MINORS DNI, first date, public sex, ripped clothing, teasing, rough sex, dirty talk, praise, pet names, no mention of y/n

Word Count: 5.5K

A/N: We really don't have an excuse for this one. We just wanted 40s Bucky to have a good time, you know? This is basically smut with little bit of plot.

Please give my lovely co-writer @notafunkiller a follow. She's also a Bucky Barnes writer and her stories are amazing.

All work is ours, please do not repost or translate without our permission.

Every like, comment, and reblog is highly appreciated. Don’t hesitate to message us. Unless it's hate. That's never welcome.

Read more tag starts after the first paragraph of the story.

Even though you really didn’t want to, you find yourself on a double date with your best friend. She literally begged you to come because she promised she would bring someone for her date’s best friend and apparently she really doesn’t wanna disappoint the handsome soldier.

You're shocked, though, when you arrive at the fair and see Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes in the flesh waiting for you two at the gate.

You were pretty sure she brought you here for Bucky Barnes but it turns out your date is actually Steve Rogers, aka Captain America himself.

You don't know what to do at first, awkwardly watching your friend hugging Bucky as if they knew each other for ages. Even though they met just a day ago. Steve extends his hand politely, which you immediately shake.

It doesn’t take long for you to go inside the fun fair together while chatting casually. Your friend, Cassie, starts asking questions about the war. She loves front-line stories, but Bucky doesn’t seem like he enjoys telling them.

Steve, on the other hand, is very excited to do it, answering all of Cassie's questions as you quietly watch them. You wonder why you said yes to this date. You've never been into soldiers and even less into war discussions. But you love your friend very much even when she ignores you.

You find yourself looking at Bucky while Cassie and Steve start to chat and exchange stories. He kinda seems amused by this development. You shrug looking in his direction, waiting for him to say something. After all, you are both already bored and your friends don't even seem to care or notice you anymore in the first place.

Bucky just smiles and then tries to change the subject. You think he actually handles that topic change pretty smoothly and it sticks for a while until Cassie gets bored of talking about books.

You remark Bucky's sad face, but you don't say anything. Instead, you subtly start to walk slower, hoping he'll do the same. As Cassie keeps talking to Steve, Bucky notices you are getting behind and just slows down a little.

"You're okay? Are your legs hurting?" Bucky asks concerned while looking at her shoes.

“No, no, I’m fine. Just got tired of the war stories, that’s all.” You keep walking slowly.

"Me, too." He sighs. "It's a never-ending subject at this point."

“Well, where there's life there's hope.” You quote the Hobbit instinctively. You hold on to the hope, one day you won’t have to talk about this war.

Bucky gasps, looking at you in a way you never experienced before. "What did you say?"

“I just said where there's life there's hope.” You repeat, surprised by the way he probably recognized the quote. People usually have no idea what you are referring to. Not him though.

"You're a fan? Oh god!"

That starts your actual conversation with Bucky Barnes. It turns out he’s a big bookworm himself. He reads as much as he can, always buying more books that he manages to read.

You didn't even realize how close you are until your shoulders slightly brush. You blush when he smiles, clearly not minding. Still, you feel very conscious about your closeness and quickly look toward your friend, feeling guilty that you are enjoying the company of her date, but she doesn’t seem to care one bit. On the contrary, she’s actually holding Steve Rogers’ arm while talking and laughing.

"You're very beautiful." You hear Bucky murmur shily.

His compliment catches you off guard. You were about to apologize on behalf of Cassie. Yet you find yourself blushing.

"And you love reading. I am a lucky man. I get to talk to you."

“I could say the same thing myself, Sergeant. I much rather talk about books instead of the war.”

"Then you got the right company." Bucky smiles and looks around. "Should we get some ice cream?"

“That would be amazing.” And that’s how you end up separated from Cassie and Steve. Bucky informs them about their plan and then leaves without waiting for them.

You spend the next hour talking and walking around the entire fair. James even won a teddy bear for you. Once in a while both of you act like you wanna find Steve and Cassie, but you definitely don’t care.

"I don't remember the last time I felt so comfortable and good with someone."

“I’m glad I’m not boring the shit out of you.” You know it’s not ladylike to speak this way, but you feel comfortable around him. It’s crazy when you consider you just met him maybe two hours ago.

Bucky smiles. "I can say the same. Steve says I'm quite boring."

“He’s quite boring himself.”

"Is he?" He snorts.

“Yeah. Who knew Captain America would be into war stories?”

"Doesn't the name say it?" He continues in the same joking tone.

“The name suggests he’s heroic and boring but he’s more boring and less heroic than expected. Stealing his best friend's date doesn’t scream honorable to me.”

Bucky is shocked to see her indirectly standing up for him. "Maybe I stole his date, though."

“His date was uninterested from the start and just being nice to her best friend.”

"Is she still uninterested?"

“In him? Yes.” You act like you don’t understand what he is actually asking.

"Well, the feelings are mutual. About the date and now…"

“You were uninterested in Cassie?” You say it in a way that shows you don’t believe him.

"Wasn't it obvious?"

“Nope.” It definitely wasn’t when they hugged each other the moment they arrived.

"I was trying to be polite. She insisted on this… meeting because I helped her out. I was relieved I could bring Steve."

“She sounded very interested in you until Captain Rogers started with war stories.”

"She was staring at his… back ever since we arrived."

You burst out laughing and he joins you right after. It sets the tone for the rest of the night and makes you notice you both don’t give a shit.

*

"I want to show you something," you say after a few seconds and quickly drag him after you until you reach a darker alley close to the last attraction. You drop the teddy bear carefully at your feet. "Hi."

“Hi.” He still seems a bit confused, but it’s so cute. He looks at the teddy bear and then his eyes turn back to your face. You can’t help but smile.

"You're so cute. Has anyone told you that?" You smile in return.

He acts like thinking for a second. “No, not really. Just cute?” He fishes for more.

"And smart." You touch his chest shily. "And kind."

“Hmm, those are not what people notice first.” He moves a little bit closer. “You have something…” He doesn’t finish his sentence, instead, his thumb brushes the corner of your lips. You wait for him to wipe off whatever you had on your face before opening your mouth and letting your tongue touch his finger shamelessly.

You watch Bucky’s eyes widen out of surprise. He didn't expect that at all. You grab his hand, bringing his finger inside your mouth, and notice how his breathing quickens. Yet he doesn’t stop you.

You let your tongue play for a few seconds until you let his finger go with a small bite. He lets out the lowest moan but not only do you hear it, but you also love it.

"Wow, I…" He doesn't know what to say, all red and excited.

“You what? Do you feel uncomfortable? Excited? I mean, I can stop if you want.”

In response, brave and happy, Bucky kisses you. His tongue is already on your bottom lip asking for permission, which you grant by opening your mouth without realizing it.

The kiss isn’t shy like you expected, and he definitely knows how to kiss. The way his lips and tongue move makes you want more, right then and there.

Your hands go to his neck as you let yourself enjoy the kiss even more. You keep kissing until you feel breathless. When Bucky breaks it, he doesn’t move away. His forehead touches yours as you try to catch your breath.

"This was…"

“I wanna do something if that’s okay…” You say while suddenly getting on your knees. You are wearing your favorite nylon stockings and you're sure they are gonna get ripped, but you don't care.

Bucky thinks he's daydreaming because how can this happen? How?

"What? What are you doing?"

“I think you know what I am doing, Sergeant. Just tell me to stop if you don’t want it, okay?” Your hands move to his belt but you wait for a reaction first.

"Stop. That's not… you don't have to do this. We are having a great time anyway."

“I know I don’t have to, but I want to. Is that okay for you?”

He can only nod, totally shocked and excited at the same time.

You unbuckle him slowly. Even though you are in a public place, you're in no hurry. You unzip him while looking into his eyes. When you finally take him out of his pants, he seems speechless. He’s already hard, but as soon as you start to move your hand, he gets rock hard after maybe four pumps.

"Jesus, you're so pretty. You look like a doll on your knees."

You smile proudly. “Tell me what I look like when I do this,” you say before taking him inside your mouth.

He closes his eyes, groaning. Your mouth is so wet and warm. You take it slow at first. Your mouth moves gently while you swirl your tongue around the head.

"Please." You hear him whisper, his left hand resting against the wall behind him.

You move your mouth away from him just to ask “Please what?” Your lipstick is already a little smudged.

"Oh god, keep going. Please, you're such a pretty sight."

“Tell me how I look when you're inside my mouth and I'll continue, promise.” You wink and remind him he still hasn’t fulfilled your request.

"Like a dream. Like a goddess."

“Hmm…” You go back to taking him inside your mouth without making another comment. This time, you move a bit faster than before and start using your hand.

"Your mouth will be the death of me."

That makes you smile but you don’t stop, moving your hand and mouth at the same time, hoping for a good reaction. His hand finds its way to your hair, wrapping it enough to pull a little. That encourages you to go faster, in need for a tighter grip. And you get it: soon, he wraps more of your hair around his whole fist, moaning your name.

“I think I'm gonna…” He sounds so breathy. “You should pull away.”

You look at him, acknowledging his warning, but showing him you are ignoring it. You keep moving fast, making sure your tongue flicks around the right spot every time until he spills inside your mouth. It’s a lot more than you are used to, but you still keep going until he completely empties himself. You take your mouth off, looking into his eyes before swallowing.

"No." He covers his eyes while groaning. "You can't do this to me, doll. Jesus…"

“Do what?” You innocently ask.

He doesn't answer you, taking you by the back of the neck and kissing you sloppily. You don’t get a chance to warn him about the taste and he doesn’t seem to care one bit. He groans into your mouth when he feels your hands on his ass and breaks the kiss just to suck on your neck.

Then you feel his hands between your bodies, trying to pull up his pants again.

You break the kiss to ask: “What are you doing?”

"I'm putting on my pants," he sounds like a kid. "And I wanna get on my knees for you, too."

“Maybe I want something else that doesn’t require you to put your pants on.”

He nods, without understanding what you mean. "Alright. I'll just-" He drops his right hand until it reaches her skirt. "Is it okay?" You nod with a smile. Even though it’s not what you meant, it’s fine.

His fingers immediately go to your underwear and push it aside.

"Fuck me. Look at that." You are really wet and his curses don't help either. "Soaked. Is that for me, doll?"

“No, it’s for Captain Rogers, who bored the shit out of me.” You joke.

You feel his fingers stopping on your slit as he lifts his head. "What did you say?"

“I said it’s for Captain Rogers, who bored the shit out of me. You know that gets the girls wet.” You hope he won’t be offended by this. It’s just a silly joke.

In response, Bucky pushes a finger inside you quickly, his lips curling into a smirk. "Should I start talking about war, too? Bet that would get you even wetter."

You let out a deep breath, relieved. Thank God he isn’t offended. “That would get me dry as a desert, Sergeant Barnes.”

"Should I dye my hair then?" He snorts, moving his finger faster.

“Maybe you should get a shield. It would definitely look better on you.”

"A shield, huh?" Bucky adds another finger, trying to scissor them inside you a couple of times. "Is it too much?"

“Nope,” you say after a moan. “It’s not enough.”

"Fuck, you…" he closes his eyes. "You want another?"

“I want something else.” You smile, hoping him to understand this time.

"Yeah? Like what?"

You grab his cock and gently rub it without saying a word. You are not surprised he’s hard because his erection has been pressed on your leg for a while.

"Fuck. You want my cock, baby?"

“Yeah. Why do you think I didn’t let you pull your pants back up?”

"I don't-" He moans. "I didn't think."

“Come on. You are making me wait while I’m soaking your fingers.”

"Wanna make you…" Bucky interrupts himself by adding a third finger, his other hand going to your clit. "Happy."

“Fuck.” You throw your head back, that felt so good.

"You like this?" He rubs a little more, paying attention to your body. His fingers inside you keep the same pace, though. He isn't slowing down now even if it's the end of the world.

“Yeah, that.” You breathe out. You already feel your legs shaking and you're afraid your knees might give out, but it feels so good, you can’t seem to focus on the concerns.

"Hold on to me."

You put your hands on his shoulders and it helps you relax a bit more. After that, your orgasm comes crashing in like a big wave that leaves you breathless. He doesn't stop moving his fingers until you finish coming, then he slowly pulls them out, making sure to lick them before kissing you.

“You are such a dirty soldier, Sergeant Barnes,” you say with a smile.

"What is dirty about this?" He shrugs. "I'm a good soldier, of course."

“Doing this in a dark alley with me and licking your fingers clean like that. Very good soldier, indeed.”

"Ihm." He buries his head right onto your shoulder and breathes in. "Thank you."

“For what?” You find yourself kissing his hair while asking the question.

"For this evening and this. Thank you for trusting me."

“You are something else, Bucky,” you say while caressing his hair.

"Hmm?"

You kiss his hair and his ear, then move your lips to his neck. “You can thank me later. We are not done yet.”

"Changed your mind?" He smiles. "Want me on my knees after all?

“Maybe later.” You wink. “Now don’t act like you don’t know what I want because I know you want it, too.”

He freezes. "Wait, you're serious?"

“Of course I am serious. Just don’t finish inside, okay?”

He looks at you again all serious. "Are you sure? We don't have to, I can use my tongue."

“Don’t worry, it’s not my first time and yeah, I’m sure unless you don’t want to.”

Bucky looks at you with puppy eyes. "Uhm, it's my first time."

“Oh god.” Your eyes widen. “I… didn’t consider… that possibility. I’m sorry.”

Bucky starts laughing at your worried expression and kisses your cheek. "My first time with a bookworm doll."

You punch his shoulder. “You worried me!”

That makes him laugh even harder, and you can't help but smile. Because he's extra beautiful like this.

"Why? Do you have something against innocent boys, ma'am? Shame!"

“No, nothing against it. Absolutely would love to teach and corrupt but wouldn’t want that to be your first time.”

"You don't want to take advantage of me, huh? Such a good girl." He surprises you by suddenly lifting you and helping you wrap your legs around his torso.

“Would you like me to take advantage of you?” You kiss his jaw and cheeks.

"Fuck, yes. Yes."

“Then you have my permission to take advantage of me, too.”

He doesn't ask you again if you're sure. Instead, he lifts his right hand to your blouse and starts unbuttoning it as fast as he can. He's so impatient he even manages to rip a button. You just watch him work and smile, hoping the gentleman side of Bucky finally stops holding him back.

He groans at the sight of your hard nipples and quickly leans in to take one in his mouth.

“Oh fuck,” you whimper while he uses his tongue to play with your nipple. It feels so good you don't even notice when his hand drops under your skirt. Until you hear the ripping sound.

“What the fuck?” You can’t believe he's just ripped your nylon stockings. They are so hard to find and so expensive!

"Whha?" He doesn't even take his mouth off your nipple as he speaks.

“Do you know how expensive those stockings are?” Your surprise is so clear in your voice. “You owe me a pair of nylon stockings, Sargeant.”

"They were in the way, baby."

“Getting impatient?” You mock a little.

He pushes his hips a little more. "Can't you feel?"

“You still owe me a pair.”

"What about these?" His hands are now on her panties. "How many do I need to buy you so I can rip these off?"

“Just one pair, but if you wanna rip that one, too, this cycle might never end.”

He sighs, contemplating, but he finally decides not to, only pushing your underwear aside. "How do you want it?"

“What do you mean?”

Bucky takes another step until your back barely brushes against the wall. "How do you like this? The sex."

“Don’t try to act all kind and push aside what you actually want to do. That’s how I want it.”

"Do you uhm… like it fast or slow? The pace I mean." He's slowly pushing inside you while he asks, trying to be as gentle as possible.

“That’s exactly what I meant. Do it however you want and we will see how I like it. Don’t be too gentle like this.”

"Talk to me, okay?" He's halfway inside you now, staying still for a few seconds as he leaves small kisses on your neck.

“Oh, I will, don’t worry, handsome. No one can stop me from complaining if I don’t like something.”

"Good girl." He tries different types of thrusts and angles at first, wanting to see what you respond to the most.

“Fuck. Why do you keep saying that?” She moves her hips to make him thrust faster.

"Because you're my good girl. Dirty too." He moans when he feels you. "God, you want it faster, baby?"

“Yes, yes, I do. Please. Move faster.”

And he does, his grip on your ass tightening as he starts thrusting just the way you want. "Fuck, you're soaked. You feel so good around me."

“You feel good, too.” You moan in between words. “And you are strong. Really strong,” you remark because he doesn’t look tired while holding you.

But he doesn't seem to acknowledge that. "I'm so fucking lucky, Jesus." He groans when he feels your lips sucking on his collarbone.

“You didn’t think your double date would end this way, huh?”

"Deep inside you? Not a chance." He smiles, speeding up.

“Maybe deep inside someone else.” You tease on purpose.

Bucky immediately stops thrusting. "What?"

“I was just joking about how we were meant to be on a date with other people.” You hate that you can’t shut your mouth sometimes.

"Oh," he nods, restarting to move. "Well, I can assure you, he wouldn't have done this tonight." He jokes back.

“Fuck me against the wall like this?”

"Fuck you at all. But especially like this. And the language?" He laughs. "Never."

“Oh, so honorable of him.” You keep joking. “Poor Cassie.”

His right-hand flies behind your head to protect it as his thrusts become way too quick. "Fuck. You feel like heaven, I swear."

“God, how do you do that?” You are surprised that he can carry you with one hand. “Are you sure you aren’t a super soldier yourself?”

Bucky shakes his head amused. "That will go straight to my ego."

“You're carrying me with one hand while protecting my head with the other, and you keep fucking me at the same time. I think it should go straight to your ego.”

He groans. "Lower one of your hands now."

“Lower it where exactly?” You don’t understand what he wants.

His hand moves from the back of her head for a few seconds just to bring her fingers to her clitoris. "Right here. Can you rub this for me?"

“Ohh.” You finally understand what he’s trying to do, so you listen and start rubbing yourself while his hand goes back to your head.

"Good, good girl. Look at you." He doesn't even realize how deep his thrusts are because his focus is on your fingers.

“Oh god… It feels so good.” You have never done something like this before. No public sex, no touching yourself during sex, no good girl whispers next to your ear. They all make you feel dizzy.

"Yeah? Just good?" His mouth finds your breasts this time, and you just know he's leaving a few marks there by the way he sucks on your skin.

“You wanna hear how good it makes me feel?”

"Ihmm."

“Oh, you are even dirtier than you are showing, aren’t you, Sergeant Barnes?”

He looks up immediately. "Say that again." He demands.

“Sergeant Barnes?”

"Fuck, you need to rub faster."

“You need to fuck me harder.” You say while listening to his order.

"Harder?" He repeats, shocked, not expecting that in the slightest. But he does as you demand in a heartbeat, biting his tongue because it feels so good.

You have a hard time holding back your reaction because it feels just perfect. You can feel your orgasm approaching.

“Shit, you need to cover my mouth,” you say as quickly as possible.

"Just use me. Bite my shoulder," he suggests quickly, keeping the pace exactly the same.

You wanna say no, because you don’t wanna hurt him but there’s no other choice left. You sink your teeth in somewhere between his neck and shoulder and try to muffle yourself. The orgasm hits you so hard that you are afraid someone is gonna hear you even like this.

"Fuck," he groans, the pain feeling amazing as you keep coming, your legs wrapping even more tightly around his ass.

“Please, don’t stop,” you manage to say and go back to biting him, very aware of the hickey you are giving him, but that doesn’t stop you because you don’t want to get caught like this.

"Can't stop." At this point you wonder how no one noticed you by now. The sound of your skin touching and your groans are not quite silent. But even if they did, you know you wouldn't stop. How could you?

"Keep rubbing, I want you to find pleasure again."

“Again?” You sound shocked because you've literally just come.

"Again." He tries to lift one of your legs a little more. "Please."

“I don’t think I can, but keep going, okay?” You already came twice in a short amount of time. How much more can you do?

"Well, I think you can." He smiles. "Gonna mark me up, baby?"

“I think I already did.” You can see your teeth marks on his neck. You are sure it will turn into purple really soon.

"I'm your property now?" The hand he has on the back of your head quickly grabs your hair and wraps it around his fist.

“Are you?” You like the sound of that and how he’s pulling your hair.

"I am." He's frantically thrusting in and out of you. "Rub faster."

“Fuck,” you mumble while rubbing yourself. You aren’t sure if it’s gonna do anything, but it feels good. “Can I keep you then? You know, kidnap you and hide you in my apartment so you don’t have to go back to the war. We can just do this every day.”

"Fuck, do it." He smiles. "I dare you."

“Should I tie you up so it looks more realistic?” And suddenly all that rubbing starts to feel different, more pleasurable.

"On your bed? Go ahead."

You laugh at how easily he’s convinced, but your laugh is interrupted by a moan.

"Gonna come for me, dolly?"

“I am not sure.” You struggle to speak. “It feels like it.”

He pulls your hair hard. "Please, please."

“You beg so beautifully, how can I say no?” It’s not like your body is saying no, either.

When you finish coming again, you watch with your eyes semi-closed as James takes himself out without dropping you even a little and comes right on your thighs and ripped stockings. You feel the warmth of his come while you both are trying to catch your breath.

"This was… wow."

“This is a hell of a first date.” You find yourself giggling. Did all that really happen? The soreness between your legs says yes.

Bucky slowly puts you down. "You think?" He snorts.

“Oh yeah, very memorable.” You notice that your stockings are completely ruined so you have no other choice but to take them off.

"Fuck, you're dripping." He doesn't look like he's sorry and he can't say he is, either. He's actually very proud.

“Yeah, I am aware.” You laugh while taking them off and using them like a washcloth to clean yourself up.

"You have no idea how lovely the sight is." He winks at you while zipping up his pants.

You bite your bottom lip while looking at him. “Likewise. You look satisfied, Sargeant. Did something happen while you were gone?” You pull your skirt down.

"I got touched by an angel."

You laugh. “So cheesy. You are lucky that you are a bookworm. A really good-looking one, who is also good at bed even though we didn’t even need one.”

"Next time. Maybe we'll break it." He sounds so confident, but not demanding at all at the same time.

“When are you going back?” You find yourself asking. If he’s promising you a second time, you are gonna take it.

"In one week."

You make a sad face without realizing then take a deep breath to help yourself focus on the positive side. “That’s a lot of sex.”

He immediately lifts your chin and presses a kiss on your forehead. "I was joking. We got two months."

“You are such a liar.” You punch him in his shoulder.

Which only makes him laugh. "You like it hard."

But your attention is on his neck, on the spot you bit so hard. The purple spot looks really old and mostly faded already.

"No comment?" He snorts. "We're gonna have a lot of fun for sure."

“I have a question.” Your eyes are still on that same spot. “Does Steve heal quickly?”

"Why? You plan on kicking his ass?"

“Just answer the question, please.”

"Yeah, he does." Bucky shrugs. "One of the perks of the serum."

“Even the small scars or purple spots?”

"Yes." Bucky doesn't even think about it. "Which is great. Why? You think your friend will want to know?"

You don’t comment about his question, instead, touch the spot you bit down so hard. “You are nearly completely healed. My mark has vanished.”

"What?" He asks, confused.

“I bit down on your neck so hard, it was dark red. Now it’s gone.”

"I don't get purple easily. Never did. I guess you have to suck a little more." He smiles leaning in to kiss you again.

“I fully bit you,” you say before he does.

"I noticed." He giggled.

Since he doesn’t take it that seriously you let it go. “Fine. I will prove it to you later.”

"Prove what?" He gives you another kiss.

“That you heal quickly.” You try to fix yourself while you kiss him back.

"Oh, I feel healed every time I look at you."

“You are so cheesy.” Yet you can’t help but laugh. “How do I look?”

"Good boy version or?" He pauses dramatically.

“Both.”

"Good boy version first: you look like an angel." He smiles cheekily.

You snort. “I’m asking if I look decent, Bucky.”

"Angel,” he repeats before dropping his hands to your ass and squeezing. "They won't know you've got fucked against the wall if that's what you're afraid of. But you look strangely content and happy."

“That’s because I had a good date.” You scrunch your nose cheekily.

"Me too. The best date ever."

“Should we try to find our best friends?”

"Oh, sure." Bucky leans in to get the teddy bear before handing it to you.

"Ready for more war stories?"

“No, I’m not.” You hug the bear. “I gotta wash this.”

Bucky snorts. "Poor bear. Got traumatized."

“Traumatized and all dirty.” You don’t notice how close you are to Bucky until you feel him next to you. “Should we keep this a secret from our friends?”

"Do you want to?"

“I meant the having sex in a dark alley part. I don’t think my friend needs to know that.” She definitely shouldn’t know all this.

"We should totally keep that part to ourselves." He smiles.

“I could say that you kissed me or something. I don’t know. Is that too forward for the first date?”

"There's no such thing. You can say I kissed you."

“I was genuinely asking.” You smile. “I normally don’t even kiss on the first date.”

Bucky giggles, his hand squeezing your hip. "I am a lucky gal." You smile back at him until you notice a familiar face.

“Oh, is that Steve?” You point to the tall blonde guy.

"Yes, that's him. But where is your friend?"

“Right in front of him. I can see her dress.” It’s sticking on the side.

"Oh, yes. Gonna drive you home after that if that's alright with you." He sounds so casual like he already did that many times, but you notice something else.

“You have a car and you didn’t think of using it until now?”

"Oh." Redness takes over his cheeks. "I got… distracted."

"You are such an idiot." You start to giggle while walking toward your friends.

"Your idiot now. You got stuck with me for at least two months." He laughs.

"Just for two months?" You test his intentions.

"I can't assume you'd want to wait for me, can I?"

"I will tell your best friend to bring you back home in one piece. He's the hero after all. That should be easy, right?"

Bucky looks at her with a soft expression before kissing her hair. "Guess you really got stuck with me."

"Oh shit, Steve saw you kissing my hair." It’s going to be hard to keep this thing between you two.

"Does it bother you?"

“No, no, no.” You quickly try to explain. “It’s just I’m worried that they might think the worst of me. I mean… questioning our closeness.”

"I dare them." She is surprised by how serious and determined he is as he speaks.

“I would kiss you right now if I could.”

"I won't stop you." He giggles like a kid.

“Our friends are,” you whisper and look at your best friend, who is coming toward you. Cassie is holding Steve’s arm proudly.

"Oh, hello," Steve says. "Where have you been?"

"Here and there." Bucky shrugs. "Did you have fun?"

"Yes!" Cass immediately giggles, joining the conversation. "He has the best, best stories. What about-" She cuts herself off when she notices your appearance. "What happened to your stockings?"

“Oh.” You blush a little, thinking about how they got ruined. “I tripped and ruined them. They looked so horrible I had to take them off completely.”

"Yes, they got really dirty," Bucky confirms with the biggest grin Steve has seen in ages.

"Oh, really?" He lifts his eyebrow. "What a shame."

“Yeah. Sergeant Barnes promised me a new pair. What a gentleman he is.”

"A gentleman indeed." Steve shakes his head, well aware of what you two have done.

You bite your lip and give Bucky a look, hoping at least Cassie has no idea. You are sure the three of you can keep a secret. For now…

You may wanna read the next part: Trust In What Tomorrow Brings

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Buchanan by @barnesmurdock

baby, it’s bad out there by @intrepidacious

set me free by @/intrepidacious (40s!bucky x nymph!reader)

When I’m With You by @phantomspiderr

You’re Worth It All by @/phantomspiderr

Scotty Doesn’t Know by @/bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

cherry blossoms must be magic by @witchywithwhiskey

aisle 4 by @buckyhoney

Grump : The Musical by @itsapeterthing

Trough Sickness… Except Bucky’s by @teamcap4bucky

Wrong Number by @/teamcap4bucky

Alcohol You Later by @/bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

Possible-Future-Girlfriend by @jurassicbarnes

Vegas, Baby! by @bxcketbarnes

Love in the Workplace by @bxcketbarnes

Too Hot, An Arm Cold by @t-lostinworlds

almond milk by @buckysblanket

After Words by @justsomebucky (Modern AU)

Once Upon A Dream by @abovethesmokestacks

cut my hair by @buckybarnesdiaries

Mind Reader by @espinosaurusrexex

Chain Around my Neck by @/bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

Sweet and Strong by @navybrat817 (tattoo artist!bucky x baker!reader)

Charmed by @rookthorne (mechanic!bucky)

Rule Number One by @sidepartskinnyjeans

A Solid Foundation by @writing-for-marvel (fiancé!bucky)

It’s Not My Cup Of Tea by @malum-forev

The Weather by @saltsicklover

Silent Nights and Sorry Mornings by @veelacurse

In The Name Of Love by @moonbeambucky

Fallin’ For You by @/moonbeambucky

I’m Gunnin’ For You by @rookthorne (drifter!bucky)

Morning Workout by @sparklefics

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I’ll Wear Your Ring by @/bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

After by @wkemeup

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Until We Meet Again by @bucksangel

Try Anything Once by @/malum-forev (doctor!reader)

A Place by @/malum-forev

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Ring Ring by @adrinktostopyourthirst (roommate!bucky)

Convince Me by @teamcap4buciy

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That’s The Way Love Goes by @dirtytomatoedwrites

Surrender by @barnesmurdock

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On My Tongue by @angrythingstarlight (chubby!bucky)

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Destined to be Yours by @buckyalpine

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Navy, you are a menace. A MENACE, I tell you! How did I not realize that now I need ALL the 40s!Bucky fics??

Keep up the good work, my friend. You are AMAZING.

Me, lovely? A menace? I disagree. I'm innocent. 😇

And I want to write more 40s!Bucky. I had a blast writing When You Move, I Move. I appreciate the kind words and hope to write more for Sergeant Barnes when I can. ❤️

Love and thanks. ❤️

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Meeting the girl in the picture

40s!Steve Rogers x 40s!Reader x 40s!Bucky Barnes

Word Count:5.2 k

A/N: This story isn't perfect by any means but I heard the phrase meeting the girl in the picture somewhere and I got this idea. I hope you enjoy. Also there is a picture of Steve and Bucky in the story it seems like an edit but I’ve had it in my phone for a while so I don’t know who to give credit to, if you see it and you know where it came from please let know so that I can give proper credit!

Warnings: angst, fluff-ish I guess, happy ending

Masterlist

A flyer was shoved into your hand as you walked out of one of the few stores in your small home town. You look at it briefly before looking back up at your best friend.

“Lottie what is this?”

“Y/N did you forget how to read in the last 30 seconds?” She rolls her eyes before scanning her own copy of the flyer. “It’s a request for pen pals for soldiers overseas. It’s a neat idea and we should write out some letters. Says here all we have to do is write as many letters as we want and use this address right here.” She points at what she’s referring to before looking back at you, noticing the uncertainty. “Oh come on and do this with me, please?” 

“I don’t know. I don’t think I’d feel comfortable with a stranger knowing where I live. What if they come back and track me down?” 

“Will you live a little? These men are fighting to protect us, the least we could do is send them a letter thanking them for their service. Oh come on Y/N say you’ll do it with me, please?”

“Fine. But I’m only writing two letters. I have enough to do at home without having to keep up with so many people.” You huff as you continue down the sidewalk and your best friend squeals with excitement. She grabs your hand pulling you along to head back to your car. 

That evening you sit at your dining room table with some paper and a pen trying to figure out what to write to a complete stranger. But there is not much to tell, you don’t have family you can talk about and you doubt they would even care. How can you really write a letter to a stranger? Your fingers tap the table repeatedly as you think of how to start this letter. Sighing you decide to just go for it.

You wrote that on a second piece of paper and folded it so that it fit in the envelope that had the address already written. With both letters done you place them by the small table next to your front entrance with the intention of meeting up with Lottie and taking them down to the post office. You could only hope that the men that receive these letters aren’t creepy. It would be nice to have some friends outside of the small town you call home, it would give you a chance to go into the big city, if they were from New York. 

The next morning you are greeted at the door by a very excited Lottie. She has her long red hair pinned up and away from her face, her favorite dress and comfortable shoes for the shift you both have at the store. You had been born months apart and were inseparable ever since. Somehow your personalities were polar opposites but you balanced yourselves out. While she was outgoing, you were reserved. She was tall and modelesque. You were on the shorter and curvier side. Not that the boys minded while you were in school you received just as much attention as your best friend. What you both had in common was that you were fiercely loyal to each other and always managed to get in trouble. 

She grabs your hand and starts heading down your waiting car. Saying a quick goodbye to her parents over your shoulder you let her drag you along.

“Lottie slow down, I have little legs.” You complain. 

“We’ll worry about your legs later. We have to get into town if we want to send these out on time.” She opens the passenger’s side door as you walk around your car and get in the driver's seat. It’s a quick ride to the post office and the letters are quickly processed, now all you have to do is hope that your letters find their way to a soldier who needs it.

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“Rogers, Barnes you got mail.” Someone says as they hand out letters out to other soldiers. 

They look at each other confused. If anyone would get a letter it would be Bucky since Steve has no one back home who would write to him, no one really even knew he was in the military now. With their curiosity piqued they make their way to the soldier that had called them. 

“Here you go.” They’re each given an envelope. They look at each other since they don’t recognize the name on the envelope.

“This can’t be for us, we don’t know who this is.” 

“It’s part of the pen pal program. I signed you up, thought you could use a distraction in between missions. Maybe you’re lucky and a pretty dame is writing to you.” Howard says as he walks over to them. 

“We don’t have time for letters Stark, we have to focus on the missions.” Steve says with a slight frown.

“Just read the letter. If you don’t like it, don't reply or give it to someone else.” He waves them off as he heads into his lab.

“What’s the harm in reading it Stevie? Come on.” Bucky says from beside him.

The letter was short but it felt nice to receive something. Steve had no one, except the occasional letter that Mrs. Barnes sent to him now that she knew he was fighting alongside her boy. As for Bucky he received letters from his mother and his sister but he never really told them the horrors he had seen. He couldn’t do that, placing the burden of the nightmare he was sure to have the rest of his life on them. They both saw it as an opportunity to write to a stranger. Someone that didn’t know Steve was Captain America, she could get to know the real him. The one that had been lost to the whole show monkey he had been turned into. And Bucky could talk to someone that couldn’t judge him, because they didn’t know who he was before the war. So they each found some paper and sat at a table together to write you a letter back.

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You were surprised when you checked your mailbox a few weeks later to find two letters waiting for you. By the time you were done reading the first one, you had decided that you would write them another letter. You know how it felt to have no family so if you could cheer someone up with something as simple as a letter you would do it. It’s not like you had much to do at home other than going to work a few hours a week at the general store and spending time with Lottie. 

After you read Bucky’s letter you grabbed Steve’s confirming that they were friends as they had mentioned each other in the letter. After doing some cleaning around the house you sit back down with paper and pen ready to reply to them both. 

For the following few months you spend most of your time either waiting for the mail or reading their letters and responding. With Steve you share your own story of loss, with your mother having passed when you were just 15 and your father a year ago. Also challenging him on the fact that the sunset looked better from your porch than from any fire escape in the city. Bucky loves talking about his favorite books and all of the things he wants to do once he gets back. They both learn of your love for knitting, something you learned from your grandmother and wanting to visit New York City more. You’ve learned quite a lot about the pair, like the fact that they have known each other since they were very young. How Steve was always getting into fights and Bucky always had to come to his rescue. It was bittersweet to think of how they would deal if something happened to the other?  Whenever you missed them, which was all the time, you went through the dozens of letters you had and reread them. 

As the Christmas season was approaching you were able to send them some gifts, a sketchbook and charcoal for Steve and a copy of the Hobbit for Bucky. He spoke about how he loved it so much that you bought a copy for yourself and even told him how much you were enjoying the story. They were small gifts but Steve and Bucky had become very important to you. You had sent them early enough and hoped they would get there by Christmas. You also sent them a picture of you, one each. They hadn’t requested it but you thought it was time for them to see you. It wasn’t anything fancy, some close ups Lottie took of you, your hair curled with flowers pinned in it, with vines as a backdrop. You wore your mother’s earring and necklace and a big smile graced your lips. Lottie made sure to take a few so that you could send each of them a picture, tucked into the letter.

While your friendship with the boys developed, Lottie had her own so-called friendship with a soldier of her own. She was absolutely smitten with him and he promised that as soon as he made it home he would find her so they could officially meet in person. It ended up being sooner than expected. You had been over at her house, having dinner with her and her parents like you normally did on Sundays when you heard the knocking on the door. She moved quickly to get to the door and the gasp you heard had you moving. 

At the door was a man dressed in a military uniform, dark hair perfectly coiffed with matching dark eyes. You knew it was him, Daniel, he had somehow sent her a photograph of himself while overseas. The first thing that came to mind was why he was there if he should be back there but then you noticed the crutches. As you looked down you noticed he was missing a leg. You knew Lottie didn’t care about something like that and the matching smiles on their faces was the proof. Her parents moved around you to greet the man that had stolen their daughter’s heart and for just a moment for the first time in your life you were jealous of your friend. She had her soldier with her, she knew he was safe. You on the other hand hadn’t heard from Bucky or Steve in weeks, even before you sent the last letters. It was to be expected but still they had become such an important part of you that you were worried they had been injured or worse. 

“Y/N?” Lottie’s voice cuts through your thoughts.

“Yeah.” 

“Forgive her Danny, she has her own soldiers she worries about.” She mentions with a smile. 

“Really? Who are they? Maybe I’ve fought alongside them.” He gives you a small smile.

“Captain Rogers and Sergeant Barnes.” You tried to keep your hopes down. What were the odds that they knew each other? 

“Steve and Bucky?” At the mention of their names your breath hitches. “Well they’re the reason I’m standing here today. They saved my life and the life of a few hundred soldiers. Unstoppable those two and the howling commandos.” He smiles at you but you can see in his eyes he’s reliving those moments. 

“When was the last time you saw them?” You ask.

“About two weeks ago, they headed out for another mission. They stopped by the hospital to check on a few of us before they left. They’re the kindest and bravest men I’ve ever met.” 

“Thank you.” You smile at him as you grab your coat and purse, heading towards the door. “I think I’ll head home now Lottie. It was nice to meet you Daniel and I’m happy you’re home.” 

There was a little bit of comfort knowing they had been okay two weeks ago. As you make it to your driveway you stop to check the mailbox after having been out of your house all day. With the knowledge that they were out on a mission you doubted there would be anything waiting for you but to your surprise there are two letters and your heart flutters when you see their handwriting on the envelope. 

With the letters in hand you quickly make your way into your home and sit at the table. 

You smile as you finish reading it. Of course you want to meet him, meet both of them, in person. Bucky’s letter is already in your hand and you carefully open the envelope. As you unfold the paper a picture falls out and a small gasp leaves your lips. On the back it has their names scribbled and now you finally know what they look like. 

You laugh towards the end of the letter but truth be told there was something that didn’t sit right with you about this longer mission. Hope was the only thing that you could cling to. 

From that night on worry would consume your every waking moment. You knew they wouldn’t be able to send anything for a while but it still didn’t stop you from checking the mailbox everyday. Although they said not to mail any letters to them you still wrote them. The moment you received your first letter you would send all of yours to them. Most of them were boring, you wrote about some things that needed to be fixed around your family home or the job at the general store. You also informed them about Lottie and Daniel and how they were now in a relationship. Daniel had decided to move out to this small town when the time was right. For the moment he would travel from the city down and back. 

You kept their picture with you at all times, an involuntary smile appeared anytime you looked at it. It had been two months since the last letter and still no word from either of them. With every passing moment dread pooled in your chest as you awaited for any news. At best they really were just going from mission to mission without having time to write or a way to send a letter. At worst they were lying in a field somewhere in Europe forgotten as the war raged on. 

Your worst fears would come true sooner than you hoped.

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You cried the whole night and the next day, you were completely inconsolable. Lottie stayed with you the whole time and held you as you broke down in her arms. 

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It had been weeks since you received the letter from Howard. The war had been won and you had no news on the two men that held your heart. Adding to the ache of loss Lottie and Daniel got married and she would be leaving for her honeymoon. You had never spent so much time away from each other. The wedding had been beautiful but all you could do was think of the soldiers that you’d most likely never meet in person.

You stood on the porch of your best friend’s home. Saying your goodbyes and wishing the happy couple a safe trip. Their plan was to take a train into the city and then figure it out from there.

“I’m gonna miss you.” Lottie says as she hugs you.

“I’m going to miss you more.” 

“Take care of yourself will you? I’ll be back before you know it.”

“Of course, and I’ll come by and check on your folks every once in a while.” you smile at her as you fix her hair. 

“Well we better get going before we miss the train.” 

You watch as Lottie’s father puts the suitcases in the trunk of his car. “Wait.” you say as you rush down the few steps, your keys in hand. “Take my car.” 

“No we couldn’t do that. How will you get around?” 

“I’ll figure it out, don't worry.”

“I can drive her to the general store and pick her up until you get back.” her father offered with a kind smile.

“You see, now here you’ll be more comfortable in the car.”

“Ok, we’ll take good care of it I promise.” 

Lottie’s father moves the suitcases to your car and you wave them off as they pull away from the driveway before disappearing down the road. You spent some time with the older couple asking them how they felt that their only daughter is now a married woman and if they were excited at the possibility of grandchildren. When the time came you said your goodbyes for the evening before heading out. They had offered to drive you home but you assured them that you wanted to walk to clear your mind. By the time you got home all you wanted to do was crawl into bed and maybe reread some of their letters. Your favorites you kept on your nightstand for occasions like this. 

After reading one or two while laying in bed you wiped away a stray tear as you thought about Steve and Bucky and what could have happened to them. No other letter was sent and you convinced yourself that Bucky didn’t make it and that Steve became reckless. 

In your emotional exhaustion you must have dozed off because the morning sun was gone and by the clock in your room it was 3:00 pm. But something woke you up and for a moment you thought you made it up. Then there was the faint sound of footsteps on your porch and you move to the window to look out towards the long drive way that connects to the street. You narrow your eyes as you look at the figure in an Army uniform walking away from your home, you gasp.

“Steve?” you whisper as you begin to run out of your room, down the stairs toward the front door and yank it open. “STEVE!” you yell and he stops and turns before starting to move towards you. You ran down the steps and your body collided into his as he wrapped his arms around your waist and picked you up in a hug. Your arms were around his neck and your face was tucked into his neck as silent tears stained your cheeks.

“I’m sorry, I should have written to let you know everything was ok. I’m so sorry sweetheart.” He hugged you tighter as he let the realization that he was finally holding you in his arms sink in. It’s the only thing he’s thought about since he started receiving your letters. “Y/N? Sweetheart, are you ok?” 

“Yeah, I’m ok.” you say pulling back and finally getting a good look at him before shoving him lightly. “Do you know how worried I’ve been?” 

“I wasn’t thinking clearly, I can’t begin to understand how worried you must have been. Will you be able to forgive me?”

“I’ll think about it.” 

His ocean blue eyes were looking back at you with adoration and guilt. He was truly handsome and then he smiled and you thought your heart might explode. He places you back down and he wipes away a few tears.

“We were going to stop by the general store if we didn’t find you here.” He says while keeping his hands around your waist.

“We?” 

“Yeah us.” He smiles again and he moves his gaze from you toward the car and you follow it. Leaning against it was Bucky with a small smile on his face as he looked at you with nothing but affection. He looked shy, which was not the Bucky you knew from the letters. You smile at him and move quickly until you’re standing in front of him. It’s when you notice his left arm in a sling and you cautiously move to give him a hug. His right arm wraps around your waist as he pulls you in. 

“Hi Sugar.” He whispers into your ear.

“Bucky.” you manage to choke out. “The letter that your friend sent said you were in the hospital. That it wasn’t looking good.” You pull back to look at him, your hands cup his face gently.

“I did say I’d take you dancing didnt I?” He smiles at you. 

“Are you ok?”

“The doctor says I might have some limited mobility but I should be fine.” 

“He’s tougher than he looks sweetheart.” Steve says from behind you. 

“Did you do this for the picture?” You look over at Steve. 

Steve laughs and instantly it’s one of your favorite sounds. There is some amusement in his voice when he answers, like a weight has been lifted off his shoulders.

“No I didn’t but my picture is missing. I might have to go through his things.” 

“You hear that Sugar, I’m standing here injured and he’s accusing me of stealing.” Bucky says in mock offense as he pulls you into his chest again.

“Ok you two, don’t start.” You beam at them. “Let’s go inside, I'm sure you’re both tired.” 

Bucky offers you his right arm and you take it as Steve walks beside you until you’re at the front door. You usher them into the living room offering to make them something to eat both they assure you they aren’t hungry. So you make some coffee instead and plate up some cookies as they get comfortable. You were about to take a seat in the armchair until they both patted the empty space between them.

Your body moved before your brain could decide and you found yourself sandwiched between both soldiers. 

“Sugar,” Bucky’s voice is gentle. “We are so sorry for not writing to you these last few weeks. It wasn’t because of you or anything I swear.” 

“Well Bucky was in the hospital and because of the unit we were in we had more things to finish up before we could leave. And we know that it’s not a good enough reason and we understand if you don’t ever want to see us again. We just wanted to see you in person at least once.”

You look at Steve and then at Bucky with unshed tears in your eyes. 

“Please say something, anything.” Bucky says. 

“I’m just glad you’re safe and that this war is finally over.” You say before leaning into Bucky’s side, hiding your face in his chest while your hand holds Steve’s. After some time you moved and hugged Steve again. You talked about what had happened since the last letter they sent, how they had just missed meeting Lottie. The conversation moved from the living room to the kitchen as the sun started to get lower in the sky. They insisted on taking you somewhere but ultimately you won after asking when was the last time they had a proper home cooked meal. 

The conversation over dinner was easy, they talked about the pranks they pulled on each other and their friends while overseas, you told them of the trouble you used to get into with Lottie when you were younger. Bucky told you about how his mother and sister were. Steve explained how he got into the army. Being with them felt like you had known each other your whole lives.

Before you knew it the coffee table was moved to the side, music was playing and your head was resting against Bucky’s chest while you swayed in the middle of the living room. Both men take turns to dance with you and more importantly telling you how they felt. Steve kissed you first. It was soft and sweet just like him. There was no time for you to process what was happening when you felt Bucky’s lips on yours, his kiss was sweet and passionate. It was the perfect way to end the night.

When you realize what time it is, it’s too late for them to go to the small hotel in town and get a room so you offer them the guest rooms. Spending one night turned into a week, the week turned into a year and a year turned into a lifetime. There were highs and lows since your relationship wasn’t a conventional one but you would never change the love you’ve shared or the birthday parties, holidays and vacations. You, Steve and Bucky watched your children grow up and live their own lives. 

Now you sat on the porch like you had so many times before, your legs were on Steve’s lap while you rested your back against Bucky’s chest. Even in your older age you couldn’t help but admire the men that gave you the best years of your lives. Their hair had more gray than the blond and dark brown they used to be, their full beards with the same gray peppered in but they still had that brightness in their eyes that you fell in love with. You were reminiscing about when you first met. How it had all started with a letter. Bucky and Steve told you that in the moments when they thought they wouldn’t make it you were what helped them push forward. 

It was rare that they talked about their time during the war but they assured you that out of all of the missions they completed, meeting the girl in the picture had been the most important.

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[lives-in-midgard]

Meeting Bucky's Family

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: Bucky introduces you to his family and his younger brother immediately likes you.

Word Count: 1155

Request: Hi I was wondering if you were up for writing a Bucky Barnes x reader fic where Bucky has a younger brother maybe 7or8 and Bucky and reader are dating and Bucky takes the reader home to meet his parents and his little brother saw the reader and had heart eyes like he was absolutely smitten by her. [Full request here]

Y/N: Thank you so much for requesting this. I hope you like it!

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On this day, you and Bucky would take a huge step in your relationship. Bucky wanted to introduce you to his family. Bucky and you have been dating for about four months and he thought it would be a good idea to introduce you to his family now. You were nervous but also excited to meet his parents, sister and his younger brother.

After Bucky picked you up, he drove to his parents’ house, his hand resting on your leg to comfort you. After a short drive, he parked his car in front of his parents’ house. It was a beautiful house with a big porch, lots of flowers and you could also see a tree with a treehouse. You started to smile and looked over to Bucky, who also started smiling at you.

“The house looks so beautiful.” Bucky smiled at you.

“Thanks, doll.”

“How about we go inside?” Bucky asked softly, knowing how nervous you were.

“Yeah, let’s go.” You said and Bucky smiled at you before opening his door and walking to the passenger side to open your door. He held out his hand to you. You chuckled and took his hand, then he raised your hand to his mouth and softly kisses the back of it softly.

“You really don’t have to be nervous, doll.” Bucky assured you, holding your hand.

“I know, but I can’t help it.” You said and Bucky smiled at you softly.

“Doll, they will love you, exactly like I do.”

“I love you so much.” You said and Bucky pulled you into a kiss. You smiled at each other when you pulled away.

“Are you ready?” Bucky asked and you nodded.

“Yeah, let’s meet your family.” You said with a smile and Bucky took your hand and led you to the house. You walked up the porch stairs and to the front door. Bucky looked over at you one more time before knocking on the door. It only took a few seconds before footsteps were heard from inside. Bucky squeezed your hand gently when the door suddenly opened. A woman opened the door and immediately had a big smile on her face when she saw you and Bucky.

“Mom, this is Y/n, my girlfriend.”

“Oh, it’s so wonderful to finally meet you.” She said with a smile, pulling you into a hug.

“It’s great to meet you too.” You said, the nerves starting fade as you walked into the living room with Bucky holding your hand and his mother in front of you. In the living room you meet Bucky’s father, who was also very nice to you.

“It’s so great to finally meet the girl James has told us so much about.”

“Ma.” Bucky mumbled and you giggled.

“What? That’s true.” Bucky shook his head out of embarrassment, while you found that very sweet.

“Where are Rebecca and Thomas?” Bucky asked.

“Oh, they should be here soon. Rebecca picks him up from a friend.” His mom answered and you started a conversation with his parents. They asked about your job, your hobbies, your family and you also asked them some questions. You enjoyed the conversation with Bucky and his parents. After a while a car was heard and a few seconds later Bucky’s siblings were heard entering the house. Suddenly Thomas ran into the living room.

“Bucky, you’re here.” He yelled as he ran over to Bucky, who giggled and hugged him tightly. While they were sharing this moment together, Bucky’s sister came towards you.

“Hey, you must be y/n, I’m Rebecca.” Bucky told you a lot about her and must have told her a lot about you too.

“Hey, it’s so nice to meet you.” You said and Rebecca went over to give you a hug. As you pulled away, you noticed Thomas looking up at you, smiling.

“Wow… who are you?” He asked and the others chuckled. You knelt in front of Thomas and smiled at him.

“I’m Y/n.”

“She is my girlfriend.” Bucky said and Thomas looked over at him.

“That’s your girlfriend?”

“Yeah, I told you about her buddy.”

“I know …but you didn’t tell me that she is so pretty.” Thomas said looking at Bucky. The others started to chuckle, and you started to blush.

“I think I did tell you that, Tommy.” Bucky’s brother looked back at you and took you hand.

“Can I show you our treehouse?” He asked with a smile and you were about to say yes when Bucky suddenly put his arms around you and pulled you onto his lap.

“Maybe later, buddy.” He said to his little brother. Bucky held you tightly, you turned to face him and kissed his check.

“Are you jealous, Sergeant?” You whispered into Bucky’s ear, and he just rolled his eyes.

Rebecca started a conversation with you, and you all chatted for a while until their mother went into the kitchen to finish dinner.

“Can I show you our treehouse now?” Thomas asked with a sad expression. You looked at Bucky who nodded.

“Sure, buddy.” You said, giving Bucky one last kiss and then standing up. Bucky’s little brother took your hand and walked with you to the door. Before you closed the door, you could hear Rebecca saying something to Bucky and their father.

“I think our little brother has a crush.” She said, giggling.

“Yeah, on my girlfriend.” Bucky said and started to laugh as well. Bucky’s little brother showed you their garden and then the treehouse that you had noticed when you arrived. He told you how much he enjoyed playing with Bucky in the garden and in the treehouse. He was telling you something about Bucky when you heard someone climbing up the treehouse ladder.

“Are you talking about me?” Bucky asked curiously when he looked into the house.

“Only good things, I promise.” Thomas said, making you both smile.

“Thank you, buddy.”

“Mom, wanted me to tell you that dinner is ready.”

“Oh, that’s great.” Bucky’s brother said, making his way out of the treehouse.

“I hope my brother isn’t bothering you, doll.”

“Of course not Bucky, he’s so cute.” You said, moving closer to him, so that you could kiss him.

“I’m really glad that you and my family get along so well.” Bucky said after the kiss.

“Me too.” You smiled at Bucky and then kissed him again, but this time the kiss became more passionate.

“Doll, I think we should go inside before someone interrupts us.” Bucky said after a few minutes. You giggled and then said.

“Yeah, you’re right.”

You went back inside while holding Bucky’s hand. You had a great day and really enjoyed meeting Bucky’s family. They like you too and you were already invited to a movie night next week. You look forward to seeing them again and hope that Bucky gets along with your family as well as you do with his.

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The thought of 40s Bucky calling me his dirty little slut gets me all hot and bothered😩🥵

SMUT DOWN BELOW!!

You’ve always been a good girl. You got all A’s when you were in school. You never did drugs. You never got in trouble. That was until you met Bucky Barnes. That man took the innocence right out of you. Right now, Bucky has you pinned against the wall in an alley with your legs wrapped around his waist while he’s fucking you.

“Everyone thinks you’re all innocent and a good girl, don’t they, doll? What they don’t know is that I’m fucking you like a slut in an alley.” Bucky whispers as he sucked hickeys on your neck.

“I’m a good girl.” You whimpered.

“You are, but you’re also a dirty little slut.” He says.

You moaned when Bucky called you a slut.

“You like that? You like being called a dirty little slut?” He asks.

“I’m your dirty little slut!” You squeaked.

“Damn right you are.” He growls.

His thrusts got faster. His fingers moved rapidly on your overly sensitive clit. You let out a loud moan, but you got embarrassed and put your hand over your mouth.

“Don’t do that. I want everyone to know what a dirty little slut my doll is for me.” Bucky says, taking your hand off your mouth.

You felt yourself getting closer to another orgasm again. It felt like a tidal wave was about to come crashing down on you.

“James! I- fuck!” You moaned.

“Gonna cum?” He asks.

“Yes! Pl-Please!” You begged.

“Make a fucking mess on my cock.” He whispers in your ear.

That’s all it took for you to cum. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you soaked his cock.

“I should cum inside of you and have you walk around with my cum dripping in your panties.” Bucky growls.

You whimpered at the thought of it.

“You want it, don’t you? I’m gonna give it to you.” He says.

You moaned at the feeling of Bucky coming inside of you. He thrusted a few more times before stopping. Bucky smashed his lips on yours, kissing you hungrily one more time before pulling out. Bucky put your panties back in place and let your dress fall back in place. He put his cock back inside of his boxers and zipped and buttoned his dress pants back up. He gently put you back on the ground. Your legs were slightly wobbly from the mind blowing orgasms Bucky just gave you.

“You’re my dirty little slut.” Bucky whispers in your ear.

🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵

In all seriousness, 40s Bucky has my heart🩵

-Bucky’s Doll

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