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Love at First Grade (18+) - 19

Single Dad!Bucky x Single Mom!Reader; Teacher!Bucky x CEO!Reader

chapter warning: language, lil bit of smut (some major dirty talk, the daddy kink is back, Bucky calls reader his little slut but it’s consensual & something they’ve done before even though I haven’t written it lol) , lil angst(?)

a/n: 1 more chapter and the epilogue to go, brb someone’s cutting onions over here 😭

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(a/n #2: I just love this gif of Seb so much. That’s why it’s this chapter’s pic 😭🫠🥲💕)

When you went with Bucky to pick up Becca and you met your parents at your place the next day the girls we thrilled to see each other, and even more thrilled to see their parents together again. Becca and Avery are smart girls, they knew that something was up because neither of them saw each other as much and their parents were acting weird. But the second they saw each other it was like everything was right in the world again. The ear shattering noises they each made upon seeing the white kitten in your arms? Easy proof that you and Bucky were going to need hearing aids in the future. The bright blue eyes of the kitten sucked the girls in as quickly as they did you. The soft mews of the kitten followed by copious purrs could be heard whenever the girls were playing with her.

You and Bucky had both done some soft coaxing and suggesting to keep the girls from naming the cat snowball or fluffy, each names that Becca and Avery suggested. But a few hours later, the name Alpine fell from Bucky’s lips and you were all immediately in agreement that it was her name. Alpine was a smart cat, another smart girl added to your horde, and she knew how to manipulate the girls into giving her more treats, even after you and Bucky had told she’d had enough. After Alpine’s official naming and the full throttle excitement that came with owning a kitten slowly began to fade, the girls expressed their concern about who she would be living with. You and Bucky could both tell by the way the girls were looking at you that neither wanted to part with her but that they were willing to share between two houses. And that’s when you got to break the news.

Telling the girls while you were inside the apartment that Bucky and Becca would be moving into the penthouse in just a couple months may have ben a mistake. The second you told them Avery and Becca spent the next fifteen minutes squealing and screaming, louder than they had when they first saw Alpine, and talking about how they were going to live together like sisters and how they were going to share a room and all the toys in the whole wide world. The site warmed your heart, no matter how bad your ears and head hurt in response. You looked at Bucky in that moment and saw all the love in the universe mirrored in his eyes as he took in your two girls dancing and squealing while their new kitten wound figure eights around their tiny feet.

The school year ended on a relatively quiet note. Bucky had gotten more confident in his arm after your night together and more therapy. Becca didn’t get into anymore fights with Ethan over Avery. And Avery had grown into a pretty feisty seven year old, thanks to her best friend’s influence. The slutty mom, as you had nicknamed Alyssa in your head and private conversations with Bucky, hadn’t tried to flirt with him anymore the rest of the year after the last parent-teacher conference. On the last day of school you had met at the school to help Bucky and Steve clean their classrooms before the break while Winnie took the girls for the night. Winnie loved that the four of you were moving in together and your parents were overjoyed. You thought it had more to do with the fact that your parents were just excited that you had someone else in your life besides Avery and that they were thankful to see you fully happy, but that was just a thought. One you never had any intentions to vocalize.

Bucky and Becca’s apartment was covered in moving boxes, the end of their lease rapidly approaching, and you had offered to help. Between the court date coming up in a few weeks and the big move you figured it was the least you could do. You had considered yourselves lucky that the court date was before the move but now that you were sitting in the middle of a pile of boxes the anxiety and stress of everything was sitting on your shoulders. You and Bucky both had faith in Matt. You knew he was doing everything in his power to make sure that Brock would go away for at least a few years and that you’d suck him dry. But you couldn’t help wondering what would happen if you lost. That’s what Bucky saw right now as you sat at a makeshift table of cardboard boxes in his living room eating a slice of pizza, your eyes staring off into the vague middle distance looking for answers and relief.

You felt Bucky before you heard him, his metal arm rubbing soothing circles on your back. But when you finally came back around you chanced a look at his face. His eyes were full of concern. That was emotion you’d gotten dangerously good at reading on him. With everything going on with preparing to see Brock again you knew that you were also going to see Dot. Becca hadn’t recognized Dot the last time she’d seen her, but Becca was also only two years old when her mother left. Avery was four when you and Brock divorced and you knew that a part of her would probably recognize her biological father. Whether she knew the connection to him that ran through her veins was another story, but one you were mentally preparing to answer in case that question came.

You opened your mouth to tell Bucky you were okay and that you’d just been thinking when your words were stopped by his lips on yours.

“I think you need a little distraction, honey,” Bucky practically purred against your lips, his fingers rubbing almost ticklish paths along your waist as your body arched into the kiss. Bucky managed to coax a moan out of you as your thighs rubbed together ever so slightly. You threw your arms around his Bucky’s neck, pulling him in close and tight against your body. The kiss grew even more heated until Bucky was nipping your bottom lip and managed to pull it in between his teeth.

You couldn’t help but giggle at his actions but your giggle swiftly turned into a moan as Bucky situated his body between your thighs and begin to undress you. With one hand around your neck, and the metal one between your thighs, Bucky worked you closer and closer to orgasm until you were right on the edge and he stopped. Frustrated your eyes flew open, glaring daggers and begging questions but Bucky merely smirked. He slowly began working his own pants down his thighs and your mouth watered at the strip tease. When Bucky was finally just as naked as you were it was your turn to push him on his back.

You knew your knees would hurt after this, damn flooring, but you didn’t care. You ran your tongue from base to tip, circling the tip with a little more care, before dipping down to suck on one of his balls. The sensual groan from Bucky’s lips had you closing your mouth around in him seconds and you used your hand to stroke what your mouth couldn’t take. That is until you took him deep in your throat. Bucky’s hips bucked against your face, your nose close to him, your eyes watering as you struggled to breathe through your nose. Bucky was saying every single possible curse in the thesaurus until you moved back just a little, made eye contact with the only man who would ever hear you beg, and pulled off of him with a loud pop.

The next words out of your mouth almost made Bucky cum then and there.

“Fuck my mouth, daddy. Please?”

His eyes rolled back in his head as he nodded ferociously and scrambled to his feet so you were on your knees in front of him. You took him back into your mouth, he moved one hand to guide your head, and began bucking into your mouth without a care in the world. You moved your hand to play with your clit as Bucky growled above you.

“Such a pretty, dirty little mouth. Wanna cum down your throat. Think you can handle that baby, huh? Does daddy’s pretty little slut think she can handle that?”

Bucky’s words did little to keep the heat between your legs from growing as you whined around him. The vibrations from your mixed whine-moan making Bucky’s eyes roll back in his head. You knew he was close by the way his pace grew more frantic and wild and next thing you knew he was pulling your head tight to his body as he came down your throat. The mix of a limited supply of air, your fingers touching your body, and the knowledge that Bucky had just finished brought you to orgasm seconds later. Bucky pulled you off his slowly softening cock and brushed the tears away from your eyes, placing soft kisses where tear tracks once were and eventually making his way to leave a soft kiss on your lips. Too fast, Bucky was leaving you. But he returned even quicker with a glass of water that he brought to your lips and he murmured in your ear.

“Such a good girl, my good girl. Drink the water, baby. I love you so much,” he cooed, new tears springing to your eyes at the love that was washing over you. He laid you down on the floor again, this time pulling a blanket and a pillow for the two of you to use, and snuggled up close to you. In his embrace, the two of you fell asleep.

A few weeks later and it was the day of the case. Matt had contacted you when Brock’s criminal case for his drunk driving was tried and told you that Brock had managed to get himself in jail for four years, due to this not being his first dwi in the last ten years but rather his third. While you had hoped he would have gotten longer, you were thankful that he’d be locked up for at least a short period of time. The case Bucky and Brock were involved in was a civil case that would be paying for the damages, physical and emotional, that he had brought upon Bucky’s life. The two of you knew that you didn’t want the girls in the actual courtroom, you were convinced that they would be more of a distraction than anything, so Steve agreed to wait with them at a nearby park while you and Winnie watched the proceedings. That morning the four of you had walked up to the courthouse and the first person you saw was Dot.

Bucky froze as Matt continued to talk to him about the plan for the day and how if everything went well today the judge should have a ruling by the end of the day but Bucky wasn’t paying attention anymore.

Dot stood on the courthouse steps looking as beautiful as ever. She watched Bucky with a near taunting grin and she started walking down the steps to meet him. You stood behind him with Avery and Becca holding onto your hands, each girl trying their best to peer around Bucky’s legs to see why he’d stopped. Steve, seeing that a meeting with Dot was inevitable, moved to get Matt out of the way before shit really hit the fan.

“James how good to see you and your merry band of misfits trailing behind you,” she hissed with a smile on her face the whole time. Her voice must have shaken Bucky out of his stupor because his face turned into a scowl as he responded.

“Dolores, if I had known the Wicked Witch of the West was on trial today I’d have brought a bucket of water with me. Shame.”

Bucky’s quip had you trying your best to hold in laughter but it didn’t work, so instead you attempted to cover it with a cough. Dot never laughed. Instead her permanent bitch face seemed to become even more bitchier as she regarded you holding onto both girls hands.

She sneered once more before asking, “what are the little snotty gremlins doing here? Honestly Barnes you thought a courtroom was the best place for them to be? Sometimes I wonder why I left her with you,” she gestured at Becca before dropping down slightly to Becca’s level. Becca began to hide more behind your legs as this stranger stood directly in front of her.

“Hi honey,” Dot’s voice was sickly sweet, as if that was what Becca needed to hear to face her, but it just made Becca cower further behind you. A scowl took up residence on Dot’s face as she spoke a little harsher, “come say hi you little brat,” and she reached around you to grab Becca’s arm before you caught her arm and pushed it off.

“Back off, Dolores,” you warned before turning to face Becca, whose eyes had begun welling with tears, when you heard a little voice confidently behind you.

“That was mean of you! You need to apologize to Becca. Who do you think you are?” You could practically imagine Avery’s little hands on her hips as she stared up at the woman in front of you. You whipped around to make sure Dolores didn’t lay a hand of Avery too but she just crossed her arms and looked at the seven year old with her eyebrow quirked.

“I’m her mommy. I don’t have to apologize.”

That was the wrong thing to say. And it all happened so fast because the next thing you knew Dolores was letting out an indignant yell as Avery stomped on her foot with all her might.

Avery’s hands returned to her hips as she hit Dolores with, “No! MY mommy is her mommy! You’re a bully! And mommy and papa always told me that we don’t like bullies!” Dot hopped away from Avery with a look on her face like she was going to say something else but she was stopped by Bucky.

A proud grin had crossed his lips at Avery’s act and it reminded him of just how much she had grown in the almost year since they had met. How so much had changed since Becca took charge and stomped on Avery’s bully’s foot. Now Avery was returning the favor. Avery had turned her attention fully to Becca and was giving the girl she viewed as her sister a hug and telling her that everything would be okay.

“Go inside Dolores. And do not ever, ever, fuck with my family again,” Bucky threatened lowly as an angry Dot pushed past him into the courthouse.

“Who pissed in her cornflakes,” Matt asked nonchalantly, he and Steve overhearing the entire conversation. His use of bad language had all the adults chastising him and the girls both laughing.

Steve managed to respond, in between laughs, “she’s just jealous because her personal toy is in lock up for the next couple years and she has nobody to go home to at the end of the day.”

You and Bucky both knew that he wasn’t wrong and that she was massively jealous of a life that she would never have. When Winnie finally arrived, Steve gathered the girls to go to the park and told you to text him when you were out. So, with a deep breath, your group headed into the courthouse and awaited the hearing.

Brock looked like hell. It made a part of you so happy to see that he obviously hadn’t slept very well in his new “house.” His eyes were scouring the courtroom, sweeping right over Bucky and Dot until they landed on you. His lips turned into a nasty grin at the sight of you, one that made your stomach roll and roll. When the judge came in, the case was finally underway.

After months and months of reading and prepping and making sure that your case was solid, it only took an hour for a judge to declare that Brock Rumlow owed James Barnes $2 million dollars in damages. The number was higher than any of you thought it would be, but lower than you thought he deserved. You knew that you had to be happy with the outcome because either way Brock was going back to jail for the next four years with no chance of parole. But the thought of him finding a way to worm his way back in your life made your stomach roll yet again. You were so caught up in your thoughts that you barely paid attention to the celebratory hug Winnie was giving you as Bucky approached you with Matt to leave. You excused yourself to the bathroom after giving Bucky a hug, and the second the door shut you began to cry.

You cried tears of joy that Brock was going to be out of your lives for the next few years. You cried tears of joy that he was going to owe Bucky out the ass for a while. You knew that the next thing you wanted to go over with Matt would be getting a restraining order on the books for Brock so that he could legally never come around you, Bucky, Avery or Becca ever again. When you finally caught your breath, you took a few deep breaths and reached into your purse to find something to wipe your eyes when your fingers brushed against a tampon wrapper and you froze.

How long has it been since I’ve used one of these…wait what month is it…damn it why did I stop tracking my period on that app…WAIT! I started keeping notes on it…where are they….aha! Okay, do the math, Y/N…when was it…shitshitshitshitshit….it’s been over a month. I’m two weeks late. Oh fuck.

The calming breaths you had been practicing were turning back into the anxious ones from earlier but the thought of Bucky as a dad with a newborn baby eased your anxiety. That is until you realized the two of you had never once talked about the future and what you wanted from it. You didn’t know if he wanted to marry you, let alone bring a child into this world together. You allowed yourself another minute to freak out. You had no proof that you were pregnant, just a missed period. So you made a mental note to tell Bucky as soon as you had a little privacy to purchased that damned test. Finally succesful in removing the traces of your tears, you opened the door to the bathroom and almost ran into a hard body and came face to face with Brock.

The nasty grin was back on his lips, he had two guards on either side of him. You backed away slowly but Brock’s words were faster.

“Leaving so soon, kitten? Gonna go crawling back to that worthless robot of yours?” Brock knew he was touching a nerve by the way your lips curled into a snarl and so he prodded a little deeper, the grin never leaving his lips as he spoke, “no, you’re gonna go back and see Avery. How is she? I’ve missed her. Maybe when I’m done with this little stint I’ll think about following up with that custody agreement we made all those years ago. That’ll be fun won’t it sweetheart?”

The thought of Brock ever seeing you or your daughter again made bile rise in your throat. The underlying threat in his words made you hiss your response.

“I told you once and I will tell you again. You will leave my family alone. You will never see Avery EVER again. You will sign away your rights while you rot away for four years and you will pay up every fucking cent that you owe to the person who is more of a man than you will ever be. Goodbye Brock Rumlow and good fucking riddance.”

Brock opened his mouth to speak but was hauled away by his guards as he yelled empty promises and threats over his shoulder. The overwhelming urge to cry was back and you struggled to regulate your breathing when you felt Bucky’s presence close in around you. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you tight to his chest, whispering soft words of comfort in your ear. He knew that seeing Brock again was going to be hard but neither of you expected to get anywhere close to him. Bucky’s proximity started to calm you down and your mind was racing as you thought about his threat to get Avery back into his life. Bucky assured you that it would never happen, that you would get the best lawyers and he would never see you or Avery ever again. When he was trying to usher you slowly to the front door, where Winnie, Steve and the girls were waiting just outside for celebratory ice cream, your lips were moving before your brain could tell you to stop.

“Bucky I’m late.”

“Late for what, honey? We just got through and we never had a set time for ice cream.” Bucky was cute when he questioned things. His brow furrowed and his lips quirked as he tried to rack his brain for information that would help him make sense of the words that had just fallen out of your mouth. Your lips returned a small sad smile in return and you felt the need to clarify.

“No, not for ice cream, Bucky. My period. I’m almost two weeks late.”

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