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[edelweissbarnes]

Nightmare

Bucky Barnes x supersoldierF!reader (smut and fluff)

I had this idea some time ago and I just wanted to write some stories with this concept of a ex HYDRA supersoldier reader known as Edelweiss...hope you like it 💜

Tw: mention of torture,mental manipulation, nightmares, smut.

You wake with the discomfort of your nightmare still clinging into your very soul, with unsteady hand you wipe tears from your eyes. You look at the clock on your nightstand : 4 am. You move out of the tangled sheets on the floor with a sigh, knowing that you won't sleep anymore so you better use this time to make some breakfast and maybe do a light stretching routine.

you move down the stairs aiming for the kitchen while mentally you're trying to distract yourself thinking of the things you must do along the day.

As soon as you go down the last step you hear a soft groan from the living room. you approach the cabinet near the entrance where you do keep hidden, in the drawer, some light weapons: a gun, a knuckle-duster, a pair of knives. Quietly you open the drawer and you reach the hidden knives, you take a breath preparing yourself to knock down the intruder. You silently enter the living room, knives in hands, your killer reflexes on high alert. You approach the couch where you heard the groan coming from and to your surprise you find your boyfriend, fully clothed from his last mission, lying there, snoring slightly.

Suddenly you feel like crumbling, you walk past the couch, resting your knives on the coffee table before curling up close to your boyfriend's face.

"Love...wake up..." you whisper softly in his ear, being very careful not to touch him before he wakes up. Both of you, with your murderous pasts, have had some trouble getting used to the intimacy of a couple's daily gestures.

He growls softly. "Bucky...love..." you repeat and he opens his eyes on you. He blink, disoriented before recognising he's home,rubbing his eyes.

"Doll..." he groans.

"I remember you telling me you would come home this evening..." you whisper while you gently caress his face.

"We finished earlier...and I was missing you....i had planned, after a couple of hours of sleep, to surprise you with your favorite breakfast, in bed...but it seems that you have surprised me..." he replies smiling and taking your hand and kissing the palm. Then he sit, pulling you in his lap.

You straddle him and he cups your face with both his hands before taking your lips in a sweet kiss.

"I need you Jamie..." you whisper against his lips, resting both of your hands on his chest. For a moment he tenses, you rarely call him that way.

"You had another nightmare?" He asks gentle, now caressing your bare arms. You nod, looking away as to direct your thoughts elsewhere.

"What do you need me to do, doll?" He murmurs softly while his vibranium fingers caress your cleavage through the fabric of his shirt that you wear to sleep,up to your neck until they reach your chin, taking it to make you look at him in the eyes.

"Talk to me, love...tell me what you need..."he repeats lowering his voice. He knows how much important is for you to make and express your choice as you were deprived of that possibility for a very long time, like him. You were tortured and abused as an assett in an HYDRA experimental base in the italian alps. He felt especially guilty about you, because it was him, well the winter soldier, who captured and give you in the hands of HYDRA' s team who experimented on you. He knows all about your conditioning as he perfected your combat skills and because you were made for him, to have a sort of distraction, a kind of stress toy not so easy to broke. Once he had back his mind he made sure to track down and neutralise all of the scientists that partecipated in the sperimentation and after the avengers captured you he made sure of being present in every aspect of your rehabilitation. He always had a soft spot for you and he knows how difficult is to be back after being brainwashed.

"Love me...please..." you whisper, choking a sob "make me forget their touch..."

He hums and take your lips in a breathtaking kiss then he slowly peppers your jaw with kisses until he reaches for the sweet spot behind your ear that makes you moan.

Your hands travel to his leather jacket, opening it and pulling it down his arms urgently. Now you tear apart his blue henley to let your fingers touch his bare chest, he growls and the vibration in his chest reverberates right between your thighs.

"I need you...i need you... i need you..." you repeat feverishly and he grabs the plump flesh of your cheeks to steady you as he stands up. You lock your legs around his waist, brushing your bare cunt against his jeans where you can feel his growing erection. He moves up to the stairs, into your bedroom and then he notices the tangled sheets of the floor, not far from the bed, which is untouched, since he went on mission.

"You slept again on the floor?" He asks softly. He used to do the same before knowing you.

"I cannot sleep in the bed if you're not there..." you whisper shyly.

"Now I'm here doll...I'll make you forget them...concentrate on me...on the pleasure I can give you..." he murmurs laying you down on the bed.

"You're so cute in my shirt...but I need to feel you..." he breaths before tearing the fabric apart with his vibranium hand. You usually sleep completely bare, cause you like feeling the warmth that radiates from his skin.

"It smells like you..." you whisper in response, explaining why you're wearing his shirt. You gasp as his mouth latches against one of your nipple. His metal fingers are tracing your stomach and down to your folds. You whimper and you open more your legs to let him have an easier access as he brushes the tip of his fingers on your clit and then down your slit.

"Please...please Jaime...I need you..." you cry out and he obliges kissing his way down to your cunt until his lips meet your swollen bud. You shudder as he sucks and licks with extreme precision, taking you right trough the edge.

"Oh god... yes... I'm cumming...I'm cumm.." you choke on your words when the orgasm washes over you. You move your hand to his head, intertwining your finger through his hair as he drinks your release.

He loves the way you wound your fingers through his hair, how you feel so safe with him to lose control and let him takes care of you without a single doubt.

"You're so sweet doll..." he growls between your thighs, humping lightly his clothed erection against the mattress. It's been 4 days without you and he feels like a man starved. He laps slowly now, letting one of his vibranium fingers testing your heat.

"God...please Jamie...don't tease...I'm ready.." you whimper as he let another finger in and slowly start to move them.

"You're not, doll...you know that i don't want to hurt you..." he replies sweetly, even if you're an enhanced human he treats you as you're a beautiful and precious porcelain doll.

"You can't hurt me..." you murmur disappointed but at the same time you appreciate his concern, how sweet and careful he can be, how he privileges your wellbeing instead of his own. He starts to move his fingers faster inside you and you moan arching your back, lost in the pleasure.

"You're so beautiful baby...so erotic...I'm so excited that it hurt..." he whispers against your center before he let his tongue caress again your clit.

His ruthless resolve to make you really ready for him excite you. His free hand now lingers on you stomach and up, reaching for one of your boobs to grop it softly. You feel the wave of another orgasm coiling rapidly into your belly, you tilt your head and a scream leaves your mouth, your legs quiver, trapping his head between them.

He drinks you in and when you're able to relax your thighs he emerges, his chin and lips glimmering because of your juices.

"You're so fucking hot when you cum..." he growls now unfastening his belt and opening his jeans to free his raging erection.

"Sargent Barnes, such an indecent language..." You joke looking at him with a fake indignant stare.

"Oh doll, soon you'll be the one talking an indecent language and you know that..."he murmurs hooking both of his hands under your ass to let you come closer before entering you with a swift thrust thanks to your recent orgasm.

"FUCK!" You cry out, shutting your eyes. He's completely bottoming out, balls deep and the sensation of being so full leave you overwhelmed. He stills, leaving you time to adjust to his size and breathe.

You let out a sob and a tear run down your eye.

"You ok, love?" He asks, a little worried.

You open your eyes and look into his.

"I...I..." you stutter, for a moment you feel dizzy and incapable of speak but you nod reassuring him. It's magnificent the sensation of being stretch out like this and your body shivers, unlocking the memories of your shared past. You whimper in ecstasy as it seems that your body was created to fit and mould perfectly with his.

He hugs you tight without moving, then he rolls so you're on top, straddling him. At the change of position your walls clench hard his erection.

" Christ..." he moans loudly grabbing your hips " take what you need doll...use me..." he continues brushing his fingers on your skin.

Suddenly you feel hot, you position both of your hands on the side of his head and then you lean to kiss him. You know that the words coming from his mouth are not said easily and you feel grateful to have this man in your life.

"I love you James...I love you so much" you whisper against his lips before starting to buck your hips slowly, savoring the sensation of him fully sheathed inside you. You move both of your hands on his shoulders and the on his chest, leveraging youself so you have more space to move.

"I love you too baby...ah...you feel so good..." He grunts, kneading the flesh of your hips, following your movements.

"You're so good to me...soo good to me..."you echo grinding harder, gyrating your hips finding your rhythm.

"Ah... you know i won't last long if you move like that...it's seems you want to devour me..." he manages to whisper between his moans.

"I'm just claiming what's mine..." you tut before he sit brushing his vibranium hand on your back til he reaches your hair, clenching his fist and pulling lightly. He knows how pulling your hair arouses you because he feels the same.

You gasp at his gesture, closing your eyes.

"You know it drives me crazy when you act like that..." he whispers in you ear before latching on your neck, sucking slightly and then he starts to pump his hips up.

"You're so fucking deep..."you moan scratching his back "I'm gonna cum again baby...I'm so close...don't you dare to stop..."you breathe helplessly.

"You're gonna cum around my cock, baby? Ah...Say it, like a good girl..." he gloat squeezing one of your ass cheek and pulling a little more your hair.

"I'm cumming...I'm cumming..." you whine holding onto him like you would hold for dear life. Your entire body shaking incontrollably as a series of little cry escape your lips.

Your walls squeeze him so hard that he can't control himself as he came inside you with a roar. He hugs you tightly trying to ease the quivering of your body.

"I've got you, baby...I've got you..."he whispers softly caressing your hair as you relax in his embrace, leaning in his arms. He lies down, holding you tight against his chest.

"You're safe, love...you're safe..." he repeats lulling you into sleep.

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[edelweissbarnes]

Water and ice

( I don’t know who’s the artist but I love this piece. If you know who they are, please let me know so I can give the right credit, thanks)

Bucky Barnes x supersoldierF!reader Edelweiss (OFC)

Same as Bucky, one of the conditions for your pardon was weekly mandatory Therapy sessions. this one take to the surface a very painful memory that could mess with your relationship with the former Winter Soldier. (Angst,past trauma, depiction of violence, past torture, memory of Rumlow being a prick, smut, unprotected sex, edging, if i forget something let me know).

The more you walk, heading home from your mandatory weekly therapy session with dr Reynor, the more you feel the anger flares through your whole being.

As usual she was able to read through the lines, poking emotions you’d like to bury in a very deep place, maybe forget them once and for all. This time the unfortunate trigger was something that you unwillingly confessed between your teeth on the last session: your inability to think on taking a bath as a relaxing thing. While Bucky was hiding, regaining his memory, you were still in the hands of Hydra, especially in Rumlow’s, who used and tortured you as if through you he could get his revenge on Bucky and Steve for what happened to him when the Triskelion collapsed.

The worst of his tortures was the Tub, as he called it. worse than waterboarding, devilishly cruel and sadistic: a bathtub filled with water and ice, his rage and all your will to live. your resilience amplified by the super soldier serum running through your veins. Sometimes he also used a cloth to cover your face before sinking your bounded form into the iced water, every time longer then before but never too much to let you die.

You thought that the better solution was bury your personal inferno in a far and dark part of your damaged brain but dr Reynor thinks otherwise.

“You need to talk about painful things if you want to heal…” she explained.

Fucking doctor.

So focused on your emotions you didn’t notice that you’re already home, with uncertain hand you flip the key, opening the door and the familiar smell of lavander and vervain invades your nostrils.

“Hey doll, I’m in the kitchen, hope you’re hungry I made dinner” you hear Bucky as soon as you set foot through the door, he heard you coming in with his super soldier hearing.

Hearing his voice, in the state of mind in which you are, only make your anger more acute that you almost felt sick. Silent, you walk into the kitchen, your mind up to find a way to let him pay his unknown sin. You made it to the stove, nearing him and from your expression he knows that this session was a really hard one.

“Hi…” he murmurs in a soft tone.

You don’t reply, with a practical move you shut the stove and grab the front of his Henley taking him with you to the dining room until you shove him onto the couch.

“That was a hard one huh…” he continues trying to understand what you need from him. You get rid of your leather jacket, your boots, your jeans and your panties before straddling him and grabbing his hair with one hand.

“Shut the fuck up Barnes” you hiss against his lips before taking his wrist and direct his bionic hand between your legs. Without any other word he starts to move his vibranium fingers, caressing your folds. You let out an involuntary sigh, your body recognizes instantly his touch but your mind chooses to resist the pleasure because you need to be wide awake as he needs to feel the same pain you felt when Runlow tortured you.

You let both of your hands down, unbuckling his belt and unzipping his jeans. You can already feel the warmth radiating from his skin, with ease he buckles lightly his hips to let his jeans and briefs slide down just the bit to let his hard cock free, his fleshy hand goes up, caressing you face.

“Don’t fucking touch me..” you hiss abruptly, earning a look from him, then you align yourself and slowly you sink on his cock.

You’re not completely ready and the stretch of his size, burn, making you whimper but also keeping you grounded. He exales deeply and both his hands are now at your waist trying to slow you or better, stop your movements.

“What are you doing, doll? You’re not ready for this” he murmurs, concerned, his eyes wondering on your face trying to decipher what’s on your mind but you have your best unreadable expression.

You grab the hem of his Henley and with a fluid movement you take it off from him, forcing his hands away from your hips.

“I said: don’t fucking touch me” you repeat growling before sinking another time. He let out a soft grunt and keeps his hands from touching you as you asked.

You push both of your hands on his shoulders and soon you enstablish a slow but steady pace, one you know that makes him crazy when you squeeze your walls while sinking down until he’s balls deep into you.

He’s grunting and you know he’s restraining himself from touching you as you asked but you can feel he’s dying to do so as you can also feel his orgasm approaching. You accelerate your movement as if you want to make him cum faster but as soon as you feel his cock twitch inside you, you slow down.

You repeat this pattern of steady pace, the acceleration and then the abrupt slow down as many times as you feel he’s near his orgasm until you have him breathless under you.

“What are you doing doll…?” He asks,his hands on your arms, real concern in his tone. He has never seen you like this and something inside him screams that there’s something wrong.

“You left me… when you were on the run…” the words struggle to get out “ you left me behind… you left me in his hands…you never try to come and get me…” you hiss, your eyes full of tears of rage. He clench his teeth, he knows whom you’re talking about:Rumlow.

“He… he did things to me…” you feel a surge of anger coursing through you and your hand go grab his hair harshly “ you let him did that to me…” now your tears are running through your face. “ I hated you so much…every time he touched me, every time he tried to…” you choke a sob, closing your eyes and clenching your teeth as if the memory itself is too painful. You take a breath to ground yourself. “Every time he tried to drown me… I was wishing you would come and save me…but you never came and I fucking hated you for that.” You finally confess, sitting still in his lap, his length still sheathed inside you.

When you look into his eyes you can see his guilt showing. “ I tried..” he whispers “ I tried so many times to come and get you but I was so afraid… I was so confused… I’ll never forgive myself for letting you down, for leaving you alone… that’s why everyday I’m trying to make it up to you, to give you the life you deserve, the man you deserve” he murmurs fully vulnerable. His sincerity makes something inside you switch and every ounces of hatred and resentment you had crumble leaving you in tears. He hugs you and slowly he starts to move easing the tension inside your body, igniting the primal instinct of mating, the sensation of him so deep inside you that you feel like you can’t breathe if he stop moving. You let out a sob of frustration.

“I’m here…i promise I’ll never leave you alone…” he whispers but you let your hand caress his lips, shushing him. You feel his thumb pressed against your clit and you let out a sigh. despite your unconscious way to punish yourself for wishing that someone else saved you from that nightmare, denying yourself your relief while you edged him, before, he knows too well your body. His touch sends waves of pleasure through you, electrifying every nerve ending. You arch your back, craving more of his touch, as he skillfully explores every inch of your body. The intensity between you grows, fueled by a mutual desire that cannot be contained.

“ let go…please…” he begs in the most desperate pleading tone you ever heard from him while his hands are guiding your figure up and down his shaft in a constant but deep pace.

“I can’t..” you sob resisting the wave of your surging orgasm.

“please Y/N…” his voice’s a whisper, he cups sweetly your face with both of his hands to make you look at him in the eyes and only now you notice that he’s crying too.

“ i know i messed up, I should’ve come and take you with me, i should’ve killed him myself but I can’t go back and change that, please let me love you and make it up to you now and for the rest of my days…” his words and his dedication are pouring liquid fire inside your veins and you feel your orgasm push aside your silly resistance and explode leaving your body quivering and a choked cry escapes your mouth.

He grunts in relief feeling you coming, a look at you it’s enough to trigger his own release. You watch him come undone, the way he close his eyes, his lips slightly parts and a profound moan vibrates in his chest makes you clench more while you feel his cock twitches emptying in you.

You close lightly your eyes and you gently rest your forehead against his. One of your hand is on his chest, right on his heart and you can clearly feel his accelerate heartbeat.

“I fucking love you and I’m so scared to loose you…” he confesses and you feel his thumb caress your lower lip.

“I’m not going anywhere, James… I love you too and I’m here to stay by your side…” you whisper before searching for his lips.

Your dinner long forgotten and you know, now that the Pandora’s box is open, it’s gonna be a long night filled with whispered words, kisses and raw emotions.

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