#I THOUGHT THIS FUUCKING WENT WITHOUT SAYING JESUS

[noctumbra]

pleasure

summary — he's been tense for so long, on alert, waiting for something to happen. you didn't like the way he held himself, so you decided to help your daddy relax.

pairing — beefy!bucky barnes x reader

warnings — smut, +18, civil war era, post tws, face fucking, oral sex (m receiving), daddy kink (not ddlg), dirty talk, degradation

a/n — i saw that gif set and,,,,, wanted to scream about it this way hope y'all like it! forgive me if i have any typos, i wrote this on my phone. (i don't own the gif)

Bucky had been waiting for the other shoe to drop for a while now, and even though he had you to distract him, he just couldn't let that feeling go.

Knowing him all too well, you were aware of his rigid posture throughout the day. You saw his eyes dart around all the time; looking for something that wasn't there, or listening to people in the building going about on their days with his enhanced hearing.

You wanted to help him relax, to see him blissed and maybe not thinking anything but you.

"Bucky," you started, drawing his attention from the window to you. You heard him humming, a sound that confirms he listened to you, but that was not what you want. Not exactly.

"Daddy," you whimpered just a little. His steel blue cold eyes snapped at you. Surpassing a smile that wants to take over your face at his reaction, you wiggled on your place all satisfied. "Wanna play, can we?"

Bucky cursed under his breath. He couldn't say no to you when you were being so soft and submissive for him, wiggling on your place with the extra energy or the urge to satisfy him. The gears in his mind turned quickly: He didn't want to let his guard down, but he wanted to play with you.

"Please?" You pouted just a tad, to tip him over the edge of hesitating. Bucky frowned.

"Tell me," he murmured from his place by the window. "Tell me how you wanna play, honey baby." You felt your cheeks heating up at the pet name, you bit your lip. Then, you stood up from the small bed —you were living in a studio apartment— and made your way towards him. You preened under his dark look, watching your every move. You took a deep breath when you stood right in front of him and—

You dropped to your knees, eye-level with his crotch, you opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out.

"Oh, fuck," Bucky whispered harshly, not expecting this at all. "You wanna get your throat fucked, little one?" He asked, his metal thumb was tracing the line of your bottom lip slowly. You nodded. Never breaking the eye contact, you closed your lips around his metal digit and sucked on it.

"Shit, shit—" Bucky groaned lowly. His beautiful blue eyes were now black, his face was shadowed with the darkness of his arousal. He pushed his thumb deeper into your mouth, pressing it on your tongue, he made you drool.

"Yeah?" He tutted when you moaned around it. "You want my cock? My thumb isn't enough for your slutty mouth?" You moaned again and shook your head. Bucky chuckled darkly and caused a shiver to roll down your spine. He pulled his thumb back just a little, only to press it back with three more fingers.

You whined loudly as his fingers fucked your throat, making the drool wet your chin and even slide down your neck.

"God, fuck, dolly," he grunted. "Lookit you, so messy." Moaning quietly to himself, Bucky pulled his fingers out . His flesh hand unbuttoned his jeans, pulling his zipper down, his cock bobbed free. You whimpered at the sight of him; his cock hard as a rock, all angry red but a little purple at the top, fat and huge.

Only for you.

"Ask for it," he ordered. You whimpered again, but obeyed quickly.

"Please, Daddy," you begged. "I want you to fuck my throat. Can you, please?" Bucky growled.

"Open," he said, gruffly, and tapped your mouth with his cock. You did as your told and opened your mouth.

"Lick." Stucking your tongue out, you licked his cock from its base to its tip, giving his tip a couple kitten licks.

"Suck. Tip only." You closed your mouth around his cock head, hollowing your cheeks, you sucked. The precome that got smeared on your tongue had you moan out loud and around his cock, making him groan with you.

"So good," he murmured. "So good for her Daddy, mmm..." Feeling hot with the praise, you closed your eyes and suckled on his tip a bit more. You felt his flesh hand on your cheek, giving you a light slap, it slid into your hair along with his metal one.

"Take all of it," he ordered this time, and you relaxed your jaw, doing as he said, you swallowed his huge shaft in one-go. His thigh muscle jerked, a loud groan made its way out from the back of his throat involuntarily.

"Fuck," he growled. "Your throat is fucking heaven, reserved for me." You hummed approvingly around him.

Yes, you thought. It's only for you, Daddy.

Pulling on your hair, you got the signal. It was him telling you to let him take over. You heard him chuckle darkly again and felt all the muscles in your body turned jello.

"Yeah, little dolly," he whispered. "Let me break you, take over, c'mon. Give yourself to me, and I'll promise to make it up to you."

You felt your brain get fuzzy and did as he said.

Relaxing your throat, opening your mouth as much as you could, you let Bucky, your Daddy, thrust into your mouth. He started slow at first, almost a lazy pace. You knew he was gonna get mean and fast and hard, and honestly, you couldn't wait for it.

"Jesus fucking Christ, baby—" Bucky gasped and his lazy pace got a little faster. His balls were hitting your jaw lightly with his every thrust, your mouth was doing obscene gagging sounds while the drool on your face creating 'slapslapslap' sounds in the half-empty room.

Bucky growled as you whimpered around his length. You loved the way he used you; loved it when he held your head in its place and used your mouth like it was just a hole to fuck.

His hands formed into fists, holding your head still so that he could fasten his pace. The lazy drags of his cock turned into filthy and harsh thrusts. With each thrust, his balls were hitting your chin faster and harder, your nose poking the soft, dark curls at the base of his cock.

Growling, almost roaring, Bucky buried himself deep in your throat, holding your there and making you gag.

"Take it, babygirl," he sneered. His voice was deep due to the lust flowing in his veins. "I know you can. You're my baby, my little one, I know you can take your Daddy's cock all the way." His whispered encouragement words were getting to you as you tried not to cough. You wanted to make Daddy proud, so you tried to breathe through your nose and let the control over your muscles go.

"Just like that, fuck, baby," Bucky moaned. His breath was hitching, thick thigh muscles were jumping and cock twitching in your mouth; you knew he was close. You felt the sting at the base of your skull when he pulled you off his cock, listening to your gasps and watching you catch your breath.

Suddenly, you weren't on the floor. Your back hit the soft mattress, and then there was a huge muscle mass hovering over your body.

"You're so amazing," Bucky groaned as he slipped his hands into your pajama bottom and pulled it down with one move. Then, you were flipped on your stomach, ass up and your face was buried in his pillow.

You took a deep breath, filling your lungs with his smell, you moaned when you felt his fingers at your entrance.

"So goddamn wet," he hissed. "Is this all for me, honey?" he asked you, then. You nodded.

"Yes, Daddy!" You wailed. "All for you! Only for you!" Bucky growled approvingly.

"Damn fucking right only for me," he snarled into your ear. His fingers were plunging in and out of you quickly now. You whimpered and moaned and bucked your hips against his hand.

"Daddy—" You gasped when he flicked your clit. "Please! Wan' you in me! Please!"

"You're a greedy baby today," he whispered, taking your earlobe in his mouth and biting on it gently. You gasped again. Daddy knew all your sensitive spots and knew how to play with your pussy, you felt like you were about to pass out.

"Please..." You sobbed, your tears wetting the pillow under your cheeks. Bucky cooed at you lovingly. He kissed your cheek, your bare shoulder and bit down on your neck gently. You wiggled your hips. You were dying to have him in you.

"Sshh," he said, and you sobbed because his cock was kissing your pussy, nudging at your entrance. "Got you," he whispered again, "I got you, babylove. Daddy's here, ssshh."

Draping his still clothes torso onto your back, he slid all the way inside in one slow but smooth move. You choked on your moan, fisted the bedding and let out a loud moan. His hips were flushed with yours, filling you so fucking nicely.

"Oh, Daddy," you whimpered. Bucky hummed as he grabbed your hair in his hand and pulled your head up a little with it.

Without saying anything, Bucky started to pound into you. His cock abusing your pussy the best way possible, you moaned and screamed loudly because Daddy was in so deep— His balls were snug against your lips with each thrust, his thighs were hitting yours and making the obscene skin-slapping-skin sound echo in the room.

"Fuck, holy fuck— Sweetheart," Bucky managed. "You feel— so tight, so good, fuuck—" You whimpered and gasped and moaned, his cock stroking every single soft spot you have perfectly.

"Daddy—" You breathed. "'m close, Daddy! Can I— please!" Bucky moaned. He could feel how close you were. Your pussy was literally milking the come out of him.

"Yeah, baby. Come," he whispered. His metal arm was around your body, his flesh hand was still holding you half-upright from your hair. "Come for Daddy, c'mon," he moaned.

You screamed when you came around his cock. The tight grip of your pussy went even tighter somehow, making Bucky's eyes cross and making him groan loudly into your neck. Your thighs were trembling underneath his own, your hips were bucking against him probably without you being aware of and your face— God, your face. Bucky could watch it for the rest of his life because you looked so fucking divine when you came.

"Bucky..." You whispered, but then you sobbed. "Daddy, come in me, please. Please, I need it!" You hiccuped.

Bucky cursed. His hips thrusted in and out of you even faster, cock hitting your now-oversensitive spots. He felt his balls tighten and then he gasped. His cock spurting white ropes of come into your pussy, Bucky groaned loud and long with you gasping under him softly. Breathless, he dropped onto your body but minding his weight.

You hummed. You felt safe and sound and loved caged under him like this, you giggled happily. Bucky made a questioning sound.

"Like being caged like this," you whispered. "Love when you use me, Daddy." Bucky smiled fondly at you. He kissed your cheek and rolled onto the empty space next to you, only to pull you back in his arms after he settled. You hummed again as you wiggled closer to him.

Bucky was silent for a while so much so thay you thought he fell asleep. So, you jumped lightly when he spoke: "Thank you."

It was a whisper, but you could hear the emotion behind it. You smiled. Looking back at him over your shoulder, you pulled him in for a soft kiss.

"Anything for my Daddy whenever he needs it," you replied and made him snort.

Bucky snuggling you tightly, both you had happy and relaxed smiles on your faces when you fell asleep.

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[allthemeninmybed]

Who do you belong to? (Joaquin Phoenix x Reader) NSFW

Anonymous: Can I request an imagine where Joaquin is protective over you? ✨

It turned out a bit smuttier than I’ve planned, but please forgive me, I cannot not write smut if Joaquin is involved! 

Summary: Reader and Joaquin are together and one night an old friend of reader shows up at the door. Joaquin doesn’t like him and doesn’t want him to be around reader because he believes he’s toxic.

Warnings: strong language, arguing, smut at the end.

Word count: 1757.

It’s Friday night and you’re reading on the couch, waiting for Joaquin to come home when the doorbell rings. You’re a bit suspicious but you get up and walk to the door. When you open it you can’t believe your eyes.

“Surprise, baby girl!” – your best friend, Rob is standing in the door with a bottle of wine in his hand.

“Oh my god! What are you doing here? What the fuck, Rob!?” – you’re screaming like an idiot while hugging him tight. You haven’t seen him for months now, he’s always working, going on business trips and all that shit.

“I’m in town for a few days so I thought I’d come and see you. Are you happy to see me?”

“Of course, stupid, come on in! Make yourself comfortable, I’ll open up this wine.” – you say with a huge smile on your face. You and Rob have been friends since high school, he’s the only school friend you’ve got left.

“So… where’s the man?” – he asks cynically, putting emphasize on ‘the man’.

“He’s not home yet, but can arrive at any moment. I’m glad you two will be able to meet.” – you say with forced cheerfulness.

“Yeah…so am I.” – he says while rolling his eyes. The fact is, Joaquin doesn’t like him too much. Well, let’s face the truth, he fucking hates his guts and the feeling is quite mutual. He always says that Rob isn’t a true friend, that he’s a megalomaniac who only wants to be around other people, including you, to be praised and put on a pedestal. What is more, Rob tends to flirt with you all the time. He isn’t explicit and you don’t take it seriously, it’s his style but Joaquin is fucking annoyed by it. He gave voice to his opinion right after the first time they had met. It was a fucking wild night; you were arguing for hours but somehow you managed to calm him down and you haven’t talked about it ever since. Well, this will change tonight for sure.

You’ve been chatting and drinking for like an hour when you heard the front door cracking.

“Hey baby, I’m home!”

“Hi honey, I missed you so much!” – Rob is imitating your voice and sending kisses in the air towards Joaquin. He’s petrified beyond measure. You walk over him and give him a kiss to which he doesn’t respond.

“Hey babe, indeed I missed you.” – you laugh a little as to ease the tension but it clearly isn’t helping.

“Come on, man, contain yourself, don’t be this delighted to see me.” – Rob walks forward and offers his hand.

“Hi Rob, what a pleasant surprise.” – Joaquin shakes his hand hastily and pulls you into the kitchen.

“What the fuck is he doing here?” – his eyes flash, he’s furious.

“He’s just showed up; I didn’t know about it! He’s in town and he wanted to see me. Come on baby, you know he’s my best mate, my oldest friend, don’t be like this, please, I’m asking you nicely.” – you say, almost begging him. He stares at the floor with his frown so intense you can barely see his eyes and gives a short nod. You wouldn’t say you’re relieved but it’s definitely better than yelling.

“Guys, I know you’re talking about me literally behind my back so why don’t you come back in? And Joaquin, you can say whatever you want to me, don’t be shy!” – Rob shouts cockily.

“I hate him.” – Joaquin mouths angrily before the two of you get back to the living room. As you’re chatting with Rob you try to draw Joaquin into the conversation but all you get is three word sentences. Rob doesn’t seem to care, he’s paying attention only to you and this infuriates Joaquin even more.

“…and then I went to Shanghai, then Tokyo, oh man, the hotels I was staying at…Jesus fucking Christ. This is a nice place you have here but those suites… Out of this world. You guys have no idea what I’m talking about.” – he’s doing it again. He always brags, you know that about him and you love him anyways but this is too much. Now he’s insulting Joaquin too and you don’t like it. He starts pacing the room, telling another incredibly awesome story and then he stops behind you and places his hands on your shoulder. He starts to rub them while still talking, sometimes asking you something, but always staying amazed by his own voice. Joaquin looks deep in your eyes. He doesn’t do anything but you can tell he’s raging.

“You know what, Rob? It’s almost eleven and we had a long day. What about we pick up from here tomorrow? We could go out and have dinner or something, hmm?” – you suggest in a hurry before things get out of hand.

“Okay baby girl, I need to leave anyways, I was invited to a huge rooftop party and I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” – he says while bending down and placing a kiss below you right ear, almost on your neck. Your eyes widen as this was highly unexpected, even from Rob and you don’t know how to react. Fortunately, you don’t have to, he’s already walking towards the door and you go with him, letting him out and waving goodbye.

“What the fuck was that (Y/N)? Who the fuck he thinks he is? If you’re telling me this was normal I swear to god, I’ll…” – he’s enraged.

“Don’t fucking yell at me like I’m the one who asked him to behave like this!” – you say on the verge of crying from distress.

“I don’t want you to be around him, okay? He’s a fucking vermin, he always makes you feel less than him, how can you be fucking friends with him? I truly don’t understand (Y/N), tell me!”

“He was there for me when I needed someone, he was the only one, right from the start! You fucking know how hard high school was for me, don’t you dare blaming me for not wanting to be all alone!”

“And don’t you think he’s there for you only to have someone to brag to? He treats you like shit and I don’t like that, you don’t deserve it. And that fucking kiss on your neck? He’s making fun of me, what a prick, he’s a fucking asshole (Y/N), don’t you see it?” – he walks towards you, cups your face and leans close.

“I don’t want you to see him again. I fucking love you and I won’t let anyone harm you and treat you bad, you understand? I don’t want him to touch you, ever again. He’s a fucking egoist and he’s claiming you like you were his. But you are mine, aren’t you? No one calls you baby girl, but me, right?” – his anger is gone, he speaks slowly, his voice is profound. His face is motionless; he’s being so serious it almost frightens you. You want to answer the question but he doesn’t let you. He presses his lips on yours, sliding his tongue in without hesitation, swirling around yours. His hands go wild on your body, gripping your ass, your waist, your breasts, finally arriving to your neck. He grabs your throat with his right hand and places hot and needy kisses on the side of your neck.  You run your fingers through his hair trying to find something to cling to. His way of acting this protective and jealous really turned you on, you can’t deny that.

“Ah, baby, don’t do this, let’s talk about this…” - you want to talk, for real, but it seems he has other plans.

“I don’t want to talk about him anymore, all I want you know is that I’ll always protect you from fuckers like him.” – he speaks assertively, his voice echoes in your ears. You don’t control yourself anymore, it’s pointless. You let down your walls and lose yourself to his will. He drags you to the bedroom, he’s like a predator and you’re his prey. He tosses you to the bed and strips you and himself down.

“You’re fucking gorgeous; I don’t deserve you.” – he says softly as he’s lowering himself on top of you. He intertwines his lips with yours in a sloppy kiss as he slowly pushes himself into you. He has no trouble entering you, you’re shockingly wet for him. You let out a loud moan when he’s fully inside of you, your voice making you even more desirable for him. He doesn’t start gentle now, he’s thrusting into you hard and heavy, constantly quickening his pace.

“Yes baby, oh my god…” - feeling him sliding in and out of you makes you gasp with every thrust, he’s so big and perfect you could cry in pleasure.

“Moan for me, baby girl, yes, so hot and sweet.” – he kisses you passionately, swallowing your moans, biting and sucking on your lower lip. He slams himself into your wet pussy so intensely and in such a perfect angle you can feel your clit pulsating against his cock. You want this to last but you know it won’t happen, you’re too close.

“Oh yeah baby, I’m gonna…” – you cry out as he’s choking your throat lightly.

“Yes baby girl, cum around me, I fucking love how it feels.” – he’s pounding fiercely and you can tell from his groans that he won’t be able to hold himself back much more.

“Who do you belong to, huh, who? Tell me baby, I want to hear.” – he asks impatiently with clenched jaws, his voice is raspy.

“To you baby, I’m all yours, ah fuuck…!” – that’s it, you’re unable to refrain, you let yourself go. You cum hard and uncontrollable around his cock; your whole body is shaking from pleasure. You’re still riding out your orgasm when he grabs your waist with both of his hands, holds you down securely and starts shoving his cock inside your faster than before. He’s ferocious, making your body bounce like you’re a rag doll, but you don’t mind, you fucking love it. Suddenly he pulls his cock out of you and with a loud moan he empties himself all over your pussy, cum’s dripping down your clit and folds. He’s fucking pleased with the view and neither of you mind the mess he’s made.

“I guess it’s settled then…” – you say smiling – “…we won’t be having dinner with him tomorrow.”

“I’d be happy if we didn’t baby.” – he chuckles and leans in for a kiss.

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