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marvelstcrk · 5 years

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Old Times’ Sake

PAIRING: BUCKY BARNES X READER

summary: bucky and reader used to have a child. emphasis on used to.

word count: 1602 whoop

a/n: tbh i actually don’t hate this, other than the name

update a/n: i keep trying to add the read more feature and i can’t see it on my desktop but not on my phone?

warnings: drinking, bad writing, mentions of death, also i didn’t proofread so watch out

prompt: “The hardest thing I have ever done is walk away still madly in love with you.”

written for @bucky-at-bedtime ‘s writing challenge i did start a series for it but it got too far and i didn’t know what i was doing so deleted it and wrote this, i’m going to rewrite the series properly one day

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You stared out of the window into the blank white space filling the street in front of you, contrast to your black clothing. Feeling so isolated from the world you clenched the soft fabric in your hand, a tear falling out of your eye. You heard the door open and close, and you heard him step inside, but you didn’t bother to turn around. Then you felt his palm on your shoulder and you slightly twitched. “Hey.” he whispered, trying not startle you. Still not turning around, you smiled in response hoping he couldn’t see the painful grin in the window reflection.

“What do we do after?” you asked, causing him to block your view by standing in front of you. He wrapped his arms around your figure, and you slowly returned the motion, not letting go of the soft t-shirt in you hand. He was shivering and you instantly noticed. “I don’t know. We’ll figure it out.”

You slightly pulled back to look him in the eyes. “Will we though?”

“We have to.” He smiles weakly, probably doing his best to ease the pain. You smiled in return, tears escaping your eyes, equal to his. Leaning back in, you embraced him as hard as you could. “We should probably get going. We’ll be late.”

“Yeah.” he muttered into your hair. “Just a minute.”

“-and that is why I’m never mountain biking again.” you said, slamming the empty cup on the counter. “Gimme more.”

The man arched an eyebrow and threw the cloth over his shoulder. “I think you’ve had enough.”

“I know I haven’t so do your magic.”

“You have since you just told me a story of how you escaped a polar bear while mountain biking. In Nevada.” He sighed and leaned against the table. “What’s the deal with you?”

Leaning back, you grunted in annoyance. “I’m perfectly fine! Will you hand me that bourbon or do I have to hop over the counter?”

“You know what?” he started, turning around and filling a glass with water, before pushing it in front of you. “How about, you start with that. Then we’ll see about the bourbon. I’ve got other customers.”

You rolled your eyes, now supporting your head with your palm, your elbow placed on the wooden surface. Asshole. Missing out on a perfect opportunity to profit from you. With a sigh, you took the glass imagining it were tequila. Eyes swooping over a clock, you figured it was past midnight. Four hours? I couldn’t have been here for four goddamn hours!

Lips twitching, your mind turned over to the day that had just passed. Of course he cheated on you. Of course he did. How could you have not see it coming? You plucked your lips and tapped your fingers against the cold surface as your vision disappeared in the distance. What was even the point in trying anymore? Should’ve given up ages ago, who needs all this shit? All love has ever brought to you was pain and sadness. It’s good while it lasts, but the end? Hurts like a bitch.

A glass sliding your way caused you to snap out of it. “From that guy over there.”

Furrowing your brows, you turned your head left and right. “What guy?”

“He’s at the back table. Said it was for ‘old time’s sake’.”

You took a few bills out of your back pocket before slamming them in front of the bartender. Then you chugged the drink down and drunkenly turned around to find the man at the back table.

And there he was, drinking his favourite whiskey. Your heart rate quickened, as you become completely oblivious of your surroundings. The music, the loud chatter, clicking glasses, all of it just faded away. Maybe it was seeing him, or just straight up alcohol you’d consumed for the past few hours. Approaching him with uneven steps, you pulled the chair out and sat down facing him. “Smooth, Barnes.”

He choked on his drink and coughed. “Sorry, I didn’t want to disturb you.”

“You of all people?” You noticed your lips twitching in a slight smile, as you observed the man sitting in front of you. “How’ve you been?”

“Alright I guess. You?”

“Same, all things considering.” Looking into his eyes, brought all the painful emotions two years of therapy and drinking tried to bury. Maybe you had wasted those two years, considering how quick it all came back. You’ve heard those sob stories a million times. How parents just split up after losing a child, but you never thought it’d happen to you. You thought you were stronger than that. And you were almost right. Almost.

It wasn’t that you weren’t in love with him. Of course you were. He was the love of your life. But, Dean’s death caused a rift, which couldn’t be filled. And that rift drew you apart. In the end, you called the shot and decided it would be best for you two to just stop pretending nothing happened and move on. Staying the way you were would just be repeating the past over and over again. You couldn’t do that to yourself nor him. And now, here you were.

Two years later, two strangers meeting at a bar.

You sighed, grabbing his bottle and drinking what was left of the liquid. “Woah, are you sure you’re alright?”

Squeezing your eyes, and pressing a hand over your mouth you took a moment to come back to yourself. “Peachy.”

“I can drive you home, if you want to.” he offered.

“I’m fine, alright?”

“Seriously, Y/N, just let me give you a ride. It’s no big deal.”

You sighed, weighing the decision in your head. Finally, you spoke. “Fine, lets get out of here.”

He nodded, and you stood up and somehow made your way to the chair you were sat at at the counter and grabbed your jacket. Lazily throwing her over your shoulders, you paddled over to the door where Bucky was waiting. He showed you to his car, the same SUV you remembered. You chuckled, recalling the memories you’d have spent on the road. Again making drunken steps to the passenger’s seat, you sat down and he closed the door after you. Moments later, he turned the car on and the music he played when the car turned off started playing.

You've been so long

Well it's been so long

And I've been putting out fire with gasoline

Putting out fire with gasoline

You quirked an eyebrow, at the player, before switching your vision over to the man sat next to you. “Is that?”

He slightly blushed, shifting in his seat. “Aha.”

“I can’t believe you kept that playlist.”

“Of course I did.” he smiled, taking a turn out of the parking lot. “It’s got your favourite songs.”

Now it was your turn to blush. Just thinking back to the things you two lived through together made you want to cry.

“Where am I driving?”

“Oak Street.”

You focused on the music, trying not to go back to the old times in your head. But it was incredibly hard, considering the amount of nostalgia piling up.

“So how long have you been in town?”

“Huh?” you snapped out, sniffing with your nose. “Oh yeah, uh, couple months. Came back like three months ago. I did the whole travel thing as long as I could.”

“How was it?”

“Great, great, yeah, it was amazing, great.” you said, breathing heavily. “So what about you! What have you been up to?”

“Nothing much. Working Monday to Friday, Friday nights with Steve, it’s driving Peggy insane. You know how Steve is, she’s constantly worried someone’s going to beat him up.”, he grinned.

Plucking your lips, you asked “How’re they?”

“Great. Yeah, I moved in the same building as them. It’s nice having them around.”

You smiled, focusing on the road. Suddenly, Father Figure started playing, and you felt somewhat sick in your stomach. It was the song you heard the night you met. Five years ago, in a bar in New York. Seems like forever. The drive seemed like forever, and you didn’t even notice when you entered your neighbourhood. He stopped in front of the building you showed, and you were about to get out of the car, when you asked “Bucky?”

“You do know that I didn’t leave because of you right?” you asked, unsure of why you were doing it.

“Of course I do.”, he smiled weakly, placing both his elbows on the steering wheel. “It’s-“

“I mean it.” You quit him off, fighting back the tears building their way up to your eyes. “The hardest thing I have ever done is walk away still madly in love with you. Well, second hardest thing.” you confessed, feeling the weight slowly falling off your shoulders.

“It’s okay, Y/N, I know.” Bucky gave you a reassuring look, and you closed your eyes trying to steady your breathing.

“I’m free tomorrow evening, if you want to catch up.”

“I thought Friday evenings were for Steve?”

A smug made its way to his lips. “I’m sure Steve will understand.”

You giggled, breaking the eye contact you two were holding as you searched for the door handle. “Sounds good.”

“I’ll pick you up at seven.”

You stepped out of the car and held your weight at the door. “Sounds good.”

With one last smile both of you embraced, you closed the door and he eventually drove off. Watching his car disappear in the distance, you turned around on your heel and made your way to the front door.

Yeah. Sounds good.

#avengers #avengers fanfiction #marvel #marvel fanficfion #marvellouswritingchallenge #bucku barnes #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes headcanon #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes smut #winter soldier

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neoneun-nananeun-neo · 7 years

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Sebastian Stan

Reblog if you agree

#he just looked so good tonight #bucku barnes #the winter soldier #sexy sea bass #mcu #marvel #i tonya #margot robbie #chris evans #steve rogers #stucky #winterfalcon #sam wilson #anthony mackie #natasha romanov #black widow #falcon #buckynat

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babyboibucky · 3 years

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ALRIGHT I’M DOING KINKTOBER THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO ENCOURAGED AND I’M CALLING IT SLUT FEST BECAUSE WE’RE ALL JUST A BUNCH OF SLUTS 🤷🏻‍♀️

I’ll be posting a smutty drabble each day this October for MCU Canon Bucky Barnes (40s, TWS, Civil War, Infinity War, TFATWS) based on my chosen prompts in no particular order 😌

If any of y’all catch me missing out on this, don’t call me out ‘cause I do be having committment issues lmfao let me live 😩

I didn’t include some common prompts here like breath play, etc. because I want to explore how nasty I can get so majority of these are stuff I’ve never written or expanded on before.

PROMPTS/MASTERLIST

Day 1 - Size kink

Day 2 - Nipple play

Day 3 - Fisting

Day 4 - Cock ring

Day 5 - Noncon

Day 6 - Breeding

Day 7 to 9 - Fingering, Mirror, Voyeurism

Day 10 to 11 - Dry Humping, Overstimulation

Cam show

Reverse 69

Exhibitionism

Bondage

Uniform

Anal

Cybersex

Threesome

Shibari

Massage

Double penetration

Cuckolding

Sensory deprivation

Somnophilia

Biting

Fuck machine

Cum swapping

Striptease

Foot fetish

WILDCARD (comment with some suggestions and I’ll choose which one to do 😏)

#bbb kinktober 21 #bucky barnes #bucky #bucky barnes x reader #bucku barnes x you #bucky x reader #bucky x you #bucky barnes smut #bucky smut #fem!reader

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winterpooper · 3 years

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Feeling you

a bucky x avenger reader fic - chapter 1

summary: after the events of tfatws, the reader meets Bucky Barnes, who has just moved next door, but she’s a little afraid of him, for a very specific reason.

word count: 1.5k

A/N: this is my debut fic, I’ve been pouring a lot of myself into it. I really hope you guys like it!

gif not mine!

It was 9am when you woke up with a hammering migraine and much too loud noises coming from the room next door which, as far as you knew, was supposed to be empty. The Avengers headquarters were slowing starting to fill up with all kinds of powered people and you were expecting to see someone new move in sometime soon, but you were really hoping whoever it was, that they wouldn’t disturb your already troubled slumber.

You had been assigned the furthest room from people the building could afford, as a sign of thanks for having helped fight Thanos after he snapped half your family out of existence, and the same powers that gave you horrible insomnia had been a key factor in the fight.

That was supposed to be your day off and you had planned to sleep in, but you figured with a new person next door, it would only be a matter of minutes until you felt every emotion traveling their brain and setting it in motion, so you forced your body out of bed and into the hallway that led to the kitchen.

“Professor Pain!” you had hardly stepped foot outside your room when you heard Sam’s voice using his favourite nickname he’d given you, “loving the fuzzy pyjamas.”

You turned to give him a reluctant smile and saw he was talking to someone, who was just barely peeking out of the room right next to yours.

“Have you met Robocop? He just moved in”

The man sighed and held out a sheepish hand before you.

“Bucky Barnes”, he said, and you could tell he was trying hard to form what was supposed to be a smile.

Right off the bat, you knew something was wrong. You could tell he was tired by the way he looked around and played with the hem of his sleeve, but that was it.

“This one right here”, Sam nodded in your direction, “is one you should never anger. They can feel and manipulate people’s feelings. Meaning they can make you feel a lot of pain”

Yeah, I guess, you told yourself. Except maybe not.

Because the blue-eyed, scruffy, tired looking man before you, you knew for a fact you couldn’t feel.

You felt panic rise from the bottom of your stomach the second Sam mentioned your power. It was as if your brain had forgotten all about it, erased it completely from existence until someone spoke of it, then it became extremely, excessively real. You knew without even trying that Sam was happy to see you, hungry, had a little scratch that just about kind of hurt on his left bicep and sore arms, probably from lifting boxes. You had always known what everyone felt, especially about you, and you never had to wonder if you’d said the right thing or accidentally touched a difficult subject, so this was definitely a first. The silence of Bucky’s feelings was far too loud for you to fathom.

“I, uh, made some chocolate chip cookies last night. Want some? They’re in the kitchen”, you told to no one in particular, although you knew Sam’s stomach would appreciate the sentiment.

“Nice, we were just about to go-“

“Hey, maybe I’ll join you later, ok? I want to fix the room a little bit first”

You realized for the first time as he spoke that you had no idea if Bucky was lying or not. You hated how that felt, you wanted to scream to Sam that something was wrong, but the knowledge that the news could get you in trouble with your job position froze you in place. You kept your mouth shut and made a mental note to keep a stash of cookies for yourself. You needed it.

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You loved the way the wind blew gently past your ears and ruffled your hair when a subway train neared the platform. It was one of your favourite feelings in the world. You stepped onto the train as soon as its doors opened, and took a seat next to a woman with white hair and tired eyes. You could sense her worry. In fact, you could feel that the man sitting across from you was anxious, the one next to him had a sprained wrist, his friend was high out of his mind, you could tell that the brunette girl on your left was faking a smile and that her friend was worried about her.

You always could.

Sometimes the voices of people’s feelings became deafening, especially when you were next to someone who felt a lot, like a very empathetic person or someone who had gone through something traumatic. These episodes were hard on you in the beginning, to the point where you often skipped class as a teenager or shut yourself in your room for multiple days at a time. But then you learned how to make these powers work for you.

It fascinated you how people could still surprise you after decades of knowing every single emotion they felt. Whenever you thought you could get used to your power, someone shook you, something happened and you came to the realization that you could never really know humankind enough.

Bucky Barnes was on your mind as you went about your day, and he scared you.

Until now you had always thought that the only way you could not feel someone was if they were dead, but he had proved you wrong. There was a knot in your throat and you couldn’t untie it, not even with your all the coffee in the world.

“Hey”, you heard a voice call you from behind you.

“Chocolate chip cookies”, said Bucky, pointing at you with his index finger, a helmet in his left hand. He turned the pointing hand into a thumbs up and gave you what you assumed to be a timid smile.

That man before you, the one that had scared the living daylight out of you since the moment you first shook his hand, was now standing before you looking like an absolute teddy bear. Was that supposed to be the terrible Winter Soldier?

You had never been more confused in your life. It made you laugh.

You stepped forward to properly greet him and before you knew it you were on the floor, Bucky Barnes towering over you, his eyebrows knitted together in what appeared to be a worried look.

“Oh dear, are you ok?”

“I’m fine, don’t worry, I-“

A jolt of pain ran up your leg from your ankle. You looked down to find your jeans torn and filthy at the right knee.

“Can you stand?”

Bucky helped you up, holding you by the arm. You tried to take a step away from him, but found yourself stumbling forward into the very man that scared you oh so very much, which was now holding your full weight with both his arms. You could smell the leather of his jacket and the scent of his soap. You tried to guess his emotions, but all you could feel was his stubble scratching your forehead as you leaned into him.

“Well this is fucking weird”

He laughed. It made you feel good to know that at least through humour you still had a little bit of power over what he felt.

“Come on, let’s get you home”

“You’ll walk me to the subway?” You asked.

“What? No, no way. You’re riding with me.”

The helmet. It finally hit you. He rode a motorcycle. Shit.

“Uh, that’s very kind of you”, you tried to stand straight and free yourself of his hands, but just ended up wobbling uncontrollably like a toddler, “but I think I’ll take the subway back”

“Miss, I don’t know how to tell you this, but you’re not going anywhere with that ankle”

“Sir, I don’t know how to tell YOU this, but I’m deathly afraid of motorcycles. I’m not stepping foot on that death machine”

“Huh?”, Bucky raised his eyebrows, just before erupting into loud laughter, “Come on, it’s not that bad”

“Again, you’re a proper gentleman, but—”

He didn’t allow you to finish the sentence. He picked you up effortlessly, which made you feel even more like a helpless child, and carried you bridal-style to his bike. You almost started screaming and making a scene, you almost kicked and cried, God, you even almost used your powers on him, but part of you was frozen by the ease with which he held you in his arms. You gave up completely as you saw the black motorcycle near the two of you at a terrifying pace.

For just a moment, there, in Bucky’s arms, feeling nothing but your own emotions, you thought you could get used to this. You could live with not knowing how he felt about you, it might even be nice.

And you knew that night, Bucky Barnes sleeping in the room next to yours, you would sleep like a baby.

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scarlvtbitch · 3 years

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I’m a fan of every part of you

summary: bucky x fem! reader where bucky is sad because he’s cleaning blood from his metal hand and he hates himself for it but reader is there to reassure him

MASTERLIST

Y/N was sitting on the seat opposite to Bucky when she noticed him. She thought he was polishing it at first, but then she noticed that he was actually cleaning the blood from it. He must have gotten it bloody after beating up the bad guys. His head was lowered and he had a different expression, an expression you were all too familiar with.

“Guys can you give us a sec?” Y/N asked Sam and Zemo. Sam immediately got the hint that you wanted to talk to Bucky alone but Zemo was confused. Sam guided Zemo to the back of the jet and Y/N swore that she heard Zemo arguing and still confused.

“Hey.” Y/N softly said. Bucky stopped working with his hand and finally looked up at her. She was leaning against the chair next to him, as she carefully wanted to approach the situation. Knowing that she had to tear down his walls one by one.

“Hi.” He breathed. Y/N got closer and closer until she sat down on his lap. He wasted no time in bringing her close to his body.

He buried his nose in her hair and stayed there for a while. Y/N ran her hand up and down his back, in a way of comfort. She could feel how horrible he felt, without a single word she already knew that he was hating himself all over again.

“Buck, look at me.” She held his face in her hand and tilted it so he was looking directly at her. “Listen to me, babe. You were incredible today, okay? You’re still that strong caring man that I...” She caught herself almost saying the L word but she didn’t want him to scare him away. “That I really care for alright? You’re not a villain, you’re not a killer, you’re Bucky. My beautiful Bucky.” She caressed his stubbly cheeks with her thumbs as he looked up at her with amazement. He felt as he didn’t deserve her.

Y/N could still tell he self doubted himself but that was fine. She knew that what he was going through was a long process, and she would stick by him no matter what. She brought up both of his hands to her lips, earning a gasp from him.

“You’re so beautiful, and I’m a fan of every single part of you.” She held up his metal hand. “Especially this.” She said in a lower tone. “I’m such a fan that I want you to,” she leaned in his ear and whispered “fuck me with your vibranium fingers, Buck.”

Bucky got up from his chair so fast that he almost made Y/N stumble to the ground, but he was quick enough to catch her. Zemo and Sam were so lost in conversation that they didn’t notice the couple lock themselves in the tiny restroom.

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes headcanon #bucky barnes x oc #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes x you #marvel imagines #marvel fanficfion #marvel #tfatws #the falcon and the winter soldier #sebastian stan x reader #bucku barnes angst #bucky barnes fluff

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wise-girl11 · 6 years

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MASTERLIST

Peter Parker

One Shots:

Eleven O'clock

Series:

Coming Soon

Bucky Barnes

One Shots:

Coming Soon

Series:

La la land [Bucky Barnes x reader Masterlist ]

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turnerdraw · 3 years

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#stacky #capitan america #bucku #bucky barnes #steve rogers #winter soldier

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namjoon-koya · 5 years

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First time.

Word count: 1,126

Warning ⚠️ : SMUT BOIS

Summary: You didn’t tell Bucky your a virgin but when it finally comes to telling him he promises you that he won’t hurt you.

You let out a small gasp as Bucky pushed you back into the bed, your heart was racing you felt many thoughts run through your brain.

You needed to tell him! but every single time you wanted to open your mouth nothing wanting to come out of it. You felt his large hands room down your body almost reaching up to the buttons of your jeans.

“B-Bucky wait!” He looked up at you confused “Y/N?.. I-I thought you wanted this?”

“No! I do..I do.. I’m just.. I’m a..” you felt your cheeks heat up from embarrassment you didn’t want to tell him you were still a virgin at this age.

“Your a what?” You could see his eyebrow slightly rise “a-a virgin..” you mumbled out you grabbed a pillow and hid your face from him.

“Y/N-“ he tried grabbing onto your wrists to pull the pillow away from you but you only gripped them harder “no!” You exclaimed into the pillow you wanted to curl up into a ball and hide from him.

It was so embarrassing.. well to you it was maybe he wouldn’t like you anymore? Maybe he wouldn’t even want to be with you.

You felt Bucky gently press his head against the pillow mimicking a kiss “Y/N.. I don’t care if your virgin.. y’know I won’t make fun of you right?” He mumbled out to you.

“Still! I-I’m not experienced..” your voice trembled threatening to let out a cry “Y/N.. I’ll be gentle.. Just.. let me make you feel good okay?” His voice was so smooth and silky when he said that.

God did this man drive you insane, you slowly removed the pillow from your face look up at him. His lips curled into a smile “there’s my doll..” he mumbled before kissing you, he gently bit on your lower lip making a moan escape your lips.

You felt hungry for more your body was burning into lust and desire. His hands made their way up to your breasts gently cupping them, you felt dazed as he did so; pleasure was already building up in you.

He leaned over and placed kisses along your neck, he’d bit and nibble trying to find your sensitive spot and when he did you let out a whimpered mewl you felt Bucky smirk on your skin as he gently licked at the place on your neck.

His fleshed hand made their way down to your pants again he waited for a bit to see if you’d tense up or move his hand away and when you didn’t he unbuttoned your pants.

He helped you slip out of your pants “beautiful..so beautiful doll..” Bucky husked out as he started placing kissing along your hip bone, you gently grasped at his hair tugging it a bit.

He placed hickeys on your hips, your breathing was becoming shaky you wanted more but was afraid to ask.

His hands ghosted over your panties he looked up at slightly as if he was asking for permission, you gave him a nod finally he slowly took them off.

His eyes wondered all over your body you could see his eye’s dilate as they fill in with lust “God doll.. your so damn beautiful.” He hiked his shirt off him you licked your lips sinfully as you saw every muscle on him.

You felt his knuckles lightly brush against your clit, you inhaled sharply “it’ll be okay.. I’ll be gentle..” he said in a promising voice. He rubbed your nub gently with his thumb your hips bucked up in response.

You could feel your core start getting wet, your thighs slightly shake and tremble Bucky carefully parted your pussy lips running his middle finger down your slit before inserting his finger in you.

You let out a soft moan when Bucky heard that he couldn’t help but let out a dark growl he could feel his member start growing hard in his pants he slowly thrusted his finger in and out of your pussy.

“M-more Bucky..” you said in a low and shaky voice “w-what?” His eye’s widen you were staring at him with such a arousing face “faster!” You cried out.

That finally ignited his adrenaline he starting finger your pussy faster and faster you let out choked moans you could feel a heat form in your lower abdomen.

Before you could even cum Bucky took out his fingers leaving you empty, the heat your abdomen slowly disappeared you let out a frustrated whimper.

You heard Bucky unbuckle his belt before sliding out his pants, you could feel his cock run up and down your pussy lips before stopping at your entrance “Y/N.. relax and breath..” You nodded his cock slowly slide into you with ease.

You inhaled deeply it didn’t.. hurt as you thought it would Bucky gently grasped your chin tilting it up “Y/N? Are you okay?” You nodded he slowly thrusted his hips into yours you let out sweet moans next to Bucky ears as you rank your nails down his back.

The heat in your lower abdomen soon returned you couldn’t help but hook your legs around his waist it only made him get more closer with you “God Y/N it feels so good inside of you..”

You let out a cried moan in response, you never felt like this before it was like you were on cloud nine.. but on a different kind of cloud nine.

You felt waves of pleasure wash over you, your orgasm was getting close and closer by every thrust Bucky did.

“B-Bucky! I-I’m-..!” With one more thrust Bucky sent you over the edge you felt explosions of pleasure overcome you “f-fuck!” You cursed out as you dug your nails into Bucky’s back.

Bucky could feel your cunt pulsing around his cock he let out quiet moans and grunts once he felt like he was close to his orgasm he quickly pulled out of you.

His warm cum splattered on your soft stomach you let out a soft whimper “d-doll are you-“

“T-that was amazing..” You breathlessly say Bucky chuckled “I’m glad you felt good..” he softly said as he pressed his lips against your temple.

He disappeared into his bathroom before coming back with a wet rag he cleaned off the cum on your stomach when he was done he disappeared back into his bathroom.

You felt your eyes grow hefty you snoozed off without realizing it.

“So what do you want to do n-“ he smiled seeing you sleep you always looked stunning no matter what you did he got into bed with you.

Pulling your body closer to him he draped a blanket over the both of you “sleep well Y/N..” he mumbled before submerging into a deep slumber.

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eternalauwhereeverythingisok · 5 years

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“we might as well ruin our friendship by having sex because our friendship isn’t that great.”

— winterfalcon

#bucky barnes #bucku barnes incorrect quotes #winter soldier #winter soldier incorrect quotes #sam wilson #sam wilson incorrect quotes #falcon #falcon incorrect quotes #winterfalcon #winterfalcon incorrect quotes #avengers #mcu #marvel #incorrect quotes

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221bshrlocked · 6 years

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Bad Intentions

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Words: 4700

Warnings: Smut. NSFW gifs. Language. Lots of touching!?

A/N: Literally just an excuse to write a long, sexy, smutty therapeutic valentine piece with Bucky. Gifs not mine. Sorry if there are any typos. I have an exam tomorrow and I didn’t proofread this. Enjoy :) I’m really tired right now so I’ll reblog with the tags tomorrow.

“What do you mean you’re spending valentine’s day alone?” Natasha practically yelled at you as you stitched her up, yelping when you smacked her arm and told her to shut up.

“Can you please just, you know, for once, not fucking tell everyone how sad my life is? God damn!” You sassed back at her, shaking your head when she looked to the few people in medbay that were listening to you. “And for the record, I’m not spending it alone.”

“Drinking wine while watching ‘Never been Kissed’ doesn’t count as company Y/N!” She winced when you pinched her again. “You know what Nat, you can fix yourself. I’m done with this shit.” You stepped away from her, collecting your stuff and asking a nurse to take over.

“Y/N wait-”

“What’s going on here?” Steve walked over after getting the clear, looking back and forth between the two of you. “Y/N here is…”

“I swear to god Romanoff I know 97 ways of killing you and making it look like a fucking accident. And I know for a fact you’ll hate number 41. So shut your mouth.” You took Steve’s chart and looked over it again, trying to ignore their stares.

“All I’m saying is, you can stay here with us. We’re good company.”

“Yeah, when you’re not being an ass.” Someone snorted behind you, the sound making you turn around quickly. Great. He was here too. Probably listened to everything going on.

Bucky cleared his throat before looking away, feeling slightly uncomfortable with the way you were looking at him. Signing off on each of them, you took a few seconds to rub your shoulder, face contorting in pain because your body was not meant to be awake for 18 hours in the day.

“You alright doll?” You looked up and saw Bucky standing in front of you, the only left in the room besides the other doctors. “Honestly, not really. I was looking forward to taking the day off but then you guys came back early and I didn’t trust anyone else to be here, not when Steve and Nat are on the same mission.”

“Sorry.”

“It’s okay. Not like it’s your fault.” You tried to busy yourself with anything else, refusing to look him in the eyes because lord knows this man can have you like a puddle with just staring at you.

“I heard you earlier, when you were...when Tasha was-”

“Oh god please no. I know my life is boring right now but…”

“No no no. That’s- that’s not what I was going to say. I was just gonna offer, that is...if you want- you don’t have to say yes obviously...since you have no plans today, how about comin’ over and I give you a massage. I’ve been told I do a pretty damn good job.” Bucky was having a hard time making sense, knowing very well he was going to regret his offer either way you reply. But he just wanted to spend time with you, maybe have the balls to ask you out later.

You on the other hand, did not expect him to make such an offer. He’s only ever been quiet around you, barely attempting to prolong a conversation you went out of your way to begin.

“I- ummm…”

Bucky misunderstood your lack of an answer, shaking his head and cutting off your train of thoughts.

“Sorry I’m- that was unprofessional. Forget I said anything.” He turned to walk away when he suddenly felt you grab his wrist and tug slightly.

“Wait no!” Your actions spoke for you, setting down everything before letting go of his wrist and facing him. “I don’t want to intrude on your time.”

“Trust me doll I’d rather spend it making you feel good- I mean helping you out. H-helping you out. You wouldn’t be intruding.” Bucky’s heart fluttered at the prospect of you agreeing. When you nodded, he smiled at you, eyes showing excitement because he was finally going to spend time with you. Alone if he may add.

“I finish at six. I’ll go home and shower quickly before coming to you.”

“Or you could just shower in my room?” He didn’t mean to say that outloud because damn he just gave you an excuse to take back your answer and now he was just being a creeper.

“If you don’t mind!”

That surprised him more than you. Bucky was hoping he wasn’t reading this all wrong.

“Great that- that’s great. I,” he swallowed the lump in his throat, trying to come up with something to say before leaving, “I’ll be waiting.” He nodded quickly before walking to the door, almost scaring you when he turned around and practically yelled out his question.

“WHAt oil scent would you prefer?”

“Sorry?”

“For the massage. What would you like?”

“Oh, ummm...surprise me.” He chuckled nervously, holding tightly onto the clipboard until he just nodded and left again.

This was going to either be a really good idea, or a bad one.

You’d be lying to yourself if you said you got any work done. Every time you tried to do anything, your thoughts would shift to Bucky and the massage. God. He was going to be the death of you. Although you’ve only been working there for a few months now, you fell for him right away. From making sure that everyone was treated before him, especially Steve, to apologizing for troubling you or the other staff, to the small gestures he made, you were a goner.

He was so sweet and kind, and for some odd reason, not many people saw that side. Either the nurses were too afraid of treating him or simply didn’t like how quiet he was. It was that or having the other doctors flirt shamelessly with him. Form your point of view, he never reciprocated their advances, going as far as requesting you to take over because as he point it once “they’re too chatty.”

So when six o’clock came around, you were both nervous and excited.

“Damn it Y/N pull yourself together. You went through how many years of medical school? It can’t be worse than that!” The pep talk did absolutely nothing. And for some reason, you couldn’t tell if it was better that Bucky was on a floor by himself or not.

As the elevator doors opened to Bucky’s wing, you stepped out and took in the living room, surprised by how little there was. He seemed to have a similar taste as you: simple and homey.

“Hey!” You squealed when you heard Bucky’s voice from the hallway.

“Sorry doll. Didn’t mean to scare you.” As much as you tried not to do it, you couldn’t help but check him out. He was wearing a black, too-tight to your liking, muscle shirt with gray sweatpants. When you finally looked at him, you saw him smirking at you.

Crap you were caught!

“Sorry umm- where is the shower?” You blinked rapidly before putting your bag and jacket on the couch.

“In my room.” Bucky motioned with his hand for you to follow, feet barely creating a sound as he strutted across the tile floor. Damn he was quiet.

As soon as you walked in, you sighed at the view. He had large windows on the side, with navy curtains pulled back and giving you a perfect sight of the city. His room was just like everything else, unique and elegant.

“I left out some towels for you in there. Take as long as you want.” You nodded before walking in and gasping at how large the bathroom was. Of course it was. Tony paid for all of this!

Damn you wished you lived here. You undid the first three buttons when he knocked and walked in.

“If you want, I can wash your clothes quickly.”

“That’s fine. I usually bring spare clothes with me in case of an emergency.” Bucky licked his bottom lip, his eyes looking at the newly exposed skin before clearing his throat and walking out, shutting the door behind him.

You tried to ignore the way he was looking at you, quickly stripping and folding your clothes before stepping into the shower and letting the heat of the water wash away all your stress. Your eyes caught the purple bottle on the side, amused that for such an alpha male, he was using orchid scented shower gel. Then again, he looked like the kind of guy who needed to feel calm with every chance he got.

Bucky was pacing back and forth outside. This really did seem like a good idea earlier, but now that he had you in his room, in his fucking shower, and was about to finally touch you, he was regretting every offering.

“Come on man. You got this. She wouldn’t have agreed unless she wanted to. You gave her every chance to say no but she didn't. You could do this alright you're...fucking hell what did I get myself into?” He was about to straight up walk out and make some stupid excuse when you opened the door of the bathroom and stepped out, towel wrapped around your form and hair still wet.

His heart skipped a beat at seeing you standing there. Fuck, you looked so beautiful. Neither of you said anything for an awkward amount of time until he finally thought of words.

“Umm, you need me to walk out so you could change?”

“Well, I just assumed this was a full body massage. What’s the point in wearing anything if the oil will ruin it right?” You may have looked like you were calm but inside, you were banging on the walls. Fuck! You read this wrong. Damn it he was probably going to just kick you out now and tell you th-

“Right yeah. So just lay on the bed and I’ll be right back.” He walked out, thanking the heavens he forgot the oil on the counter outside because he really needed to take a few moments to get his shit together. You dried yourself quickly, dropping the towel on the floor before laying on your stomach on his bed. Seeing his reaction to seeing you was definitely not something you were prepared for right now.

Bucky splashed his face with some cold water and grabbed the oil, walking back to his room and almost getting a heart attack when he saw you naked on his bed.

“Fuck.” He whispered more to himself, glad you didn’t hear him.

When you felt the bed shift, your heart rate picked up. You were here, naked, in front of Bucky, about to get a fucking massage by him.

“Doll?” Bucky’s voice came out low.

“Hmm.”

“Is it okay if I used my metal hand?” You could hear the hurt in his voice, looking back at him and smiling. “To be honest, I was hoping you’d use that hand more. Cool-sensations can help relieve pain you know. Sorry I’m just rambling now-”

“No no that’s- it’s cute.”

You both looked away from each other, you because Bucky just called you cute, and Bucky because you were looking forward to feeling his metal appendage.

As soon as you felt the oil hit your skin, you felt relieved. It didn’t make any sense, probably the placebo effect or something, but knowing he was going to touch you at any moment now, that feeling in itself, was all it took to feel the stress ebb away.

Bucky gathered your hair and moved it out of the way, the smell of his shower gel hitting his nostrils and making him hard. You smelled like him and fuck it if that wasn’t the hottest thing ever…

He squirted the oil along your back and legs, barely even hitting your cheeks because he didn’t want to push you any further. As soon as he put the bottle away and rested his metal hand on your lower back while the other dug into your neck and along your back, you let out a long sigh.

And Bucky wanted to make sure he heard that sound again because damn you sounded like an angel.

“That feel good doll?” His voice was strained now, wanting to control his own noises and focus on the task at hand.

“God Bucky...your hands feel so good.”

“And we only just started darlin’.” You could hear the smile in his voice, wanting to look back at his choice of words.

His fingers were nimble, touching you in all the right places and somehow turning you into jello with every passing moment. From the way his metal fingers dug into your hips and the center of your back to his flesh hand rubbing at your neck and shoulders, you were slowly falling asleep.

Bucky was having an internal battle with himself. On the one hand, your moans were getting louder and he was sure you didn’t notice. On the other hand, he wanted to just step away and apologize for being incapable of finishing because he was afraid he was going to do something he’d regret.

“Ohhhh fuckk- James that feel so good. So so good.”

“Yeah?” His voice broke, the sound of your sighs going straight to his cock.

“You’re so good at this.” You turned slightly and smiled at him, laying your head back down on your arms before shutting your eyes.

Bucky backed away just a little before getting to work on your legs and feet. With every pressure of his knuckles and cool fingers on your worn muscles, you were sure your body was flying right now. Bucky focused on your lower legs, refusing to go anywhere near your thighs and butt but then you shifted and sighed a few times.

“Doll,” he moved closer, lightly resting his hand on one of your cheeks before he continued, “is it okay if I-”

“Go for it Buck. ‘m all yours.” You hadn’t meant for it to come out like that but there was no mistaking the toll this was all taking on you.

Bucky grabbed some of the oil again and put some on his hand, starting at your tailbone before slowly, and very carefully, squeezing your buttocks, his fingers digging deep in your skin and making you swear. You didn’t care if he heard you at this point.

He kept on repeating the same action a few times, rubbing harshly at each cheek before going past your thighs and squeezing the skin there. He was trying so hard to not look at you but you were lying beneath him and he just couldn’t help but pretend he was massaging the areas where he was “sure” you were most tense.

“Spread your legs for me sweetheart?”

You did so in a heartbeat, embarrassed at how quickly you were obeying him. He took a glimpse at your pussy, groaning when he saw how wet and ready you were for him. Fuck, you were pretty everywhere. And he wanted nothing more than to taste you.

Getting a little bold, he straddled one of your thighs shamelessly, knowing very well you could probably feel his erection against your calf muscles. Wrapping both his hands around your thighs and moving up and down, he slowly inched closed to your heat before continuing on with one hand over your ass cheek while the other grazed against your pussy.

You tried to mask your surprise but instead, it came out as a borderline pornographic moan. Bucky smirked when he felt your breath hitch, knowing he had you where he wanted but still too shy to do anything. He repeated the action over and over again, barely touching your wet lips before relieving the muscles again.

You didn’t know how long this went on for, knowing if he just applied more pressure, you were sure to come right then and there.

“Turn around for me sugar.”

Those fucking nicknames were going to be the death of you. You were so far gone in your pleasure you didn’t hear what he said, giving Bucky a boost of confidence because he didn’t lose his touch (pun intended).

Keeping his metal fingers just between your thighs and squeezing a little harshly, he leaned down until his lips were close to touching your ears. “Baby doll, please turn around for me.” That seemed to do the trick, eyes shooting open before you let out a nervous chuckle.

He stepped away so you could turn around, pretending to focus on something other than your nude form next to him.

“I’m ready,” you whispered, knowing your voice would sound like a damn flamingo if you tried to speak up.

As he grabbed the oil bottle and squeezed a fair amount on your navel, you noticed he never once looked at your breasts, opting to focus on where he was going to start because god damn it he was so close to losing control.

“Is this alright Y/N?”

You nodded quickly, shutting your eyes and keeping your arms next to you.

He started at your navel, rubbing circles under your breasts and on your sides before moving to your legs and giving each limb proper attention. You felt the pain of months’ work wash away with every touch of his hand. And my god his metal one was doing things to you. Every time it passed on your ankles and knees, you kept on thinking of what it would feel like coming in and out of your pussy. Jesus Christ that would be the best feeling in the fucking universe.

Bucky could smell how wet you were for him. He knew what he was doing to you. He knew he could have you on your knees, ass in the air in just seconds. But he was still too fucking shy to do anything about it. He was fine massaging you even though his cock was hard and throbbing in his pants.

Speaking of hard, he peeked at your upper body and couldn’t help but lick his lips at the sight of you hard nipples. Moving forward, he started at your neck like earlier, applying more pressure than before and seeing the way your breathing pattern changed whenever he grasped your neck harder than appropriate.

Maybe you weren’t so innocent after all.

Deciding he might as well do it, Bucky dragged his fingers down your breasts, circling your nipples with his thumb before grabbing your boobs and squeezing them like he did with your ass.

“Ohh f-fuck..” You hissed, not sure in pain or pleasure, as soon as he pinched each nipple. It was a sensation like nothing else, one cool hand flicking over hardened buds while the flesh one drew circles around.

You felt his thigh hit your hand, immediately grabbing onto it when he continued “massaging” your boobs. Correction, now you could come from just having him playing with your nipples over and over again.

“J-james…”

The way his name sounded rolling off your lips made him twitch in his pants. He ignored your pleas, knowing you were practically begging him to take you. Moving around, you felt the bed, opening your eyes to see him sitting on his knees behind your head, opting to work your body from a different angle.

And then it hit you. He was probably afraid of stepping out of line. Always the gentleman.

Taking matters into your own hands, you waited until he started at your arms and worked to your stomach before taking the bold route.

“Ahh fucckk d-doll wha- what’re you doin’?” Bucky was having a hard time breathing, looking down and seeing your tongue dart out through your plump lips and suck on his dick through his sweatpants. He could see a wet spot forming, not sure if it was because of your lips or because of how close he was to coming just from touching you.

“Shit- baby baby you- you don’t have t- ahh fuck,” sis voice was strained, hands going straight to your breasts and pinching harder than earlier.

“James...please- please.” You whined, looking up innocently at him before you grabbed him through his sweatpants and squeezed hard, hips bucking against your fingers before he growled and stepped away. You misunderstood his actions, about to sit up and apologize when you saw him taking off his clothes and pulling your ankles. Bucky lost all inhibitions, aggressively pushing your thighs wide open before settling between them and covering your entire body with his.

He didn’t waste any time, crashing his lips with yours and swallowing your moans and whimpers. Your hands flew to his hair, pulling and scraping his neck and making him growl into the kiss.

“Fuck baby girl, you don’t know what you do to me.” He rutted against your core, body slowly becoming slippery because of how close he was to you. “Wanted you for so long,” he kissed down your neck, “and now that I have you,” biting and licking your nipples while pinching the other one harshly, “I can’t hold back.” Bucky pulled away, making you gasp because of how direct his stormy blue eyes felt staring at you.

“Don’t. Don’t hold back. Please.” Under any other circumstance, you would’ve felt ashamed because of how whiny you were. But this was Bucky, and you’ve wanted him for god knows how long. And he was about to fuck you.

“You sure doll?” Even when you were offering yourself, he was still a gentleman, not wanting to push you towards anything you’d later regret.

“James. I’m yours. I’ve been yours since the day I saw you. Please.” Your hands roamed his back, fingernails digging into his shoulders and pulling him closer to you, afraid he was going to pull away.

“Fuck darlin’. You’re so perfect.” Bucky winked at you, kissing your roughly before flipping you over on your stomach. “On your knees Y/N.” You scrambled in seconds, looking back and seeing him pump himself a few times before looking at you.

“Ready?” He asked again, knowing if you said no at this point, he might just die. When you whimpered and nodded, he rubbed your pussy a few times before easing himself through your lips, the oil making it much easier to slip inside you.

And fuck were you thankful for that. He was bigger than anyone you’ve ever had, filling you up so perfectly and only stopping just to make sure you were okay. Bucky almost lost it when your muscles clenched around him. You were so much better than he could ever imagine.

“Baby doll. You feel so fucking hot and tight. Shit...relax for me sweetheart. You’re doin’ so well love just- you gotta...ahh god! You gotta relax for me.” Bucky pulled back slowly before thrusting in again, hands going to your hips and squeezing so hard you were sure you would have bruises tomorrow.

“James...oh my god James!” You couldn’t hold back anymore, his name coming out like a prayer every time he pushed deeper and harder into you.

“I know doll. I know.” You could tell he was holding back, your mind wishing you could tell him to let go but knowing he might not be ready for that just yet.

He picked up the pace, his breathing pattern matching yours and suddenly becoming more strained by the second. To have you here, in his bed, so open and ready for him and loving every second for it...he didn’t know how he deserved this. Deserved you. But he was committing this to memory, afraid this was just all in the heat of the moment for you.

He was going to memorize your body, from the way your back arched against him with every drag of his cock against your walls, to the way your tits bounced with every thrust of his hips.

“Ah god! Y/N....such a good girl for me. Shit.” There was so much he wanted to say. So much he wanted to tell you. But he was afraid to open up, afraid you’d turn him down politely and pretend this was just something for the occasion.

But somewhere deep down, he wanted to believe your little sighs and moans and whispers. He wanted to believe when you said you were his.

“Bucky- I...need more. Please...just-” You didn’t know what you were trying to say but he seemed to get the point, pulling out of you and turning you on your back again before leaning down and kissing you. Holding you with one his metal arm, his hand moved between your bodies and rubbed at your clit before entering you again. You bit his lip as soon as you felt his thumb work your bundle of nerves, mouth falling wide open when he pulled away and looked at you.

“Sweetheart...you look so pretty falling undone. Wish I could stay here forever.” His words didn’t fall unnoticed by you, hands intertwining in his hair before you wrapped your legs around his backside. He moved slower this time, relishing the way his cock dragged against your clit with every buck of his hips. He whispered encouraging words in your ears, noticing how close you were when your walls felt tighter and tighter around him.

“You gonna come for me love? Let me feel you come on my cock doll. Squeezing the shit outta me Y/N fuck- please tell me you’re close baby?”

All you could do was grab onto him harder, your labored breaths letting him know he was driving you over the edge. With a few more rough passes over your clit, you saw white, your orgasm hitting you somehow unexpectedly before you cried out his name over and over again. Bucky felt like he was flying on cloud nine, his name rolling off your lips like the sweetest prayer.

Pushing up just a little, he saw pleasure wash through you, face contorting when he kept going to try and prolong your orgasm. Before you knew it, you felt that same flutter in your stomach again, walls fluttering around him harder before he pulled out and rubbed his cock on your clit. As you opened your eyes and took him in, you were sure you died and went to heaven. He looked so wrecked, possibly as wrecked as you felt, hand pumping his cock and rubbing it on your clit, making your hips meet his little motions. Bucky growled, actually growled, when he came on you, hot spurts of cum shooting out of his cock onto your stomach, and the sight of him looking so fucking angelic made you come again, pussy clenching around nothing until his hand came to a stop and fell on you.

You didn’t know how long this silence went on but you didn’t care. He was kissing and rubbing your neck, smiling when you mirrored his actions on his shoulder and hair.

“Can I tell you something?” He started, moving closer until he was nuzzling in your neck and sighing when you wrapped your arms around him.

“Yeah.”

“My intentions weren’t as pure as I’d like them to have been when I invited you over.” You chuckled at his words, trying to come up with something as clever as what he just said.

“I’m glad they weren’t. I’ve been trying to get your attention probably since I started working here. You never seemed to be interested so I just-”

“I am interested. I’ve never been so interested in anyone before doll.” He sat up a little, looking into your eyes to make sure you believed him.

“In that case, how about we go for some dessert later?” You touched his cheeks, feeling the scruff under your fingers and smiling when he moved against the palm of your hand.

“Sweetheart, my dessert is right here.” Bucky chuckled before he kissed his way down your stomach, slowly pushing your thighs open and winking at you when you caught onto his words.

“Happy Valentine’s day to me.” You managed to say before he turned your diction into a few ‘ums’ and ‘ohs.’

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