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bugsbucky · 4 years

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2 A.M.

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Prompt: DD: “I’m gonna fuck you so hard we’ll be dropping into the neighbor’s for a coffee.” (Will be bolded)

Warnings: Needy Bucky, implied smut, language, you know me by now!

Word Count: 851

Authors Notes: Prompt #21 for @the-ss-horniest-book-club Second Chance Drabble Challenge with @the-ce-horniest-book-club I had fun writing this and thank you for the help on the smutty part @jobean12-blog! Hope you like it!

Bucky was horny, and even the team that consisted of three other people; Steve, Sam and Bruce knew the one armed metal super soldier was sexually frustrated. Bucky would become snappy and to be honest, he would end up doing a much better job at hulking than Bruce himself.

He was called away on a mission that lasted exactly two weeks. Two weeks without kissing you, two weeks without being tucked in between your spread thighs. He was painfully hard, every second of every day. This was also of course the longest the two of you had gone without speaking to each other, which just made him more frustrated.

And now finally, the team headed home after a successful mission. Bucky was slouched in his seat wringing his hands, he was throbbing and the material of his boxers didn’t help him. He had to hold back a moan each time he shifted and the soft warm cotton rubbed against him.

Bucky closed his eyes and tilted his head back, images of your naked body laying innocently on his bed flashed before his eyes. His cock stirred in his pants when he thought about the times you were on your knees taking him in your mouth, the long hum of appreciation when his cum made a bullseye in the back of your throat and you’d swallow every single drop he gave you. Or the time you-

“You okay there pal?” Steve smirked, slapping his pal harshly on the shoulder and squeezing. Bucky’s eyes snapped open and narrowed them impassively towards his friend.

“Fine.” he gritted through his clenched teeth. Truth was, he wasn’t fine. He needed you, his Y/N and he needed you quickly.

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It has been two weeks since you’d heard anything from Bucky, given the circumstances of the mission, he wasn’t allowed to contact you in any way since it risked jeopardizing the mission entirely. You understood that but sometimes it didn’t stop you from worrying about him. Bucky was in good hands, you knew that but like most things in life, anything can go wrong, it doesn’t matter how much you’re prepared.

A distraction was always good and sometimes it helped. You spent most of your days reading a book or watching movies you’ve never seen before. Which was becoming a lot easier said than done, the last few days have been the worst. Your mind was struggling to register what the words were saying, or what the actors on the screen were saying.

Which was how you found yourself staring out of the living room window in your apartment overlooking the city with your fingers wrapped around a hot cup of tea. You watched the rain drops trail down the window panes and the clouds shifting carelessly through the darkening sky thinking about your Bucky, wishing and hoping he was here right now in your arms. But since you didn’t have any idea when he was coming home, you sighed and decided to head to bed.

2 a.m.

A beard scratching along your inner thighs stirred you awake. A soft, breathless moan slipped through your parted lips as a tingle in your clit intensified. The cold air felt like ice on your belly from where your pj top had ridden up somehow. You smiled in your sleepy state and slithered a hand down your tummy to relieve some of the tension. Your mind had been playing tricks on you for the past two weeks, almost waking up on a nightly basis because you thought you felt something between your legs, but of course, nothing and nobody was there. Until tonight, your hand was met with a head full of longish hair.

“Bucky?!” You gasped, lifting up the duvet cover.

“Yeah, it’s me doll.” He chuckles, crawling up the length of your body. He dips his head and captures your lips with his. It feels almost too good to be true. “Were you expecting someone else?” he jokes, lowering his hips between your legs. You feel his hard cock sitting between your wet lips.

“Only you.” you whisper against his lips, lifting your hips against his. A strangled moan elicits from the depth of his throat. His lips attack your neck, sucking on the pulse point. “Bucky, please.”

“What do you want, doll?” his breath fans against your lips. The tip of his cock teasing your entrance.

“You. I want you to fuck me.” your arms curl around his shoulders and pull him as close to your body as you can. Your legs circle his waist and your feet rest on his lower back.

“Two weeks without you…” he sighs as he pushes himself in, the warmth and familiar tightness he’s used to. “... I plan on fucking you. In fact doll, I’m gonna fuck you so hard we’ll be dropping into the neighbor’s for a coffee.” You would have laughed if his fullness inside you wasn’t making you feel too good that you couldn’t even coherently do anything other than moan at this point. He simply took your breath away and knowing Bucky, he would all night.

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buckys-minty-breath · 4 years

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Wet Diapers

Pairing: dad!bucky x mom!reader

Words: 355

A/N: just a cute little drabble about dad Bucky! I picked Prompt #26: “I’m sorry, you want me to do what with that?” from @the-ss-horniest-book-club and their Second Chance Drabble! Thank you for having me (and for listening to my venting!)

“Oh my poor little bean,” you coo as you remove the wet diaper from your baby girl. You and Bucky decided to go out for a family picnic in the park, you needed to relax and had no reservations. Packing some sandwiches and some snacks, the three of you headed off early this afternoon to get a good spot, your favorite - under the large oak tree because it created the most shade away from the hot sun. The afternoon flew by so quickly and by the time you got home, your baby had a soaking wet diaper, she would need a bath.

“Bucky?” you yelled, holding your daughter up under her arms, you waited a few minutes and still heard no footsteps, “BUCKY?” you yelled louder, he had super hearing, there was no way he couldn’t have heard you.

“Yes doll?” he sauntered into the nursery with a sandwich in his hand. Oh yeah, he had an appetite like an elephant. Whenever you saw him, he would be eating something.

“Can you please come and pick this wet diaper up and put it in a bag?” you asked sweetly, his eyes flickered from his sandwich to the wet diaper on the changing table. “Bucky?”

“Doll, I’m sorry, you want me to do what with that?” he shakes his head, pointing in your direction with the last bite of his sandwich before shoving it in his mouth and chewing obnoxiously “I’m not touching that diaper.” He states after swallowing and rolling his tongue around his teeth.

“What? Why not?”

“Because it’s wet and it’s gross. You know sometimes it would be easier just to spill the formula in her diaper.” Bucky cracked a smile as he saw the grin on his daughter’s face. He walked nearer the table and folded his arms across his chest.

“You know what. You men are just such big babies.” You scoffed impatiently, “Hold her then and I’ll do it myself.”

“Now that I can and will do!” his own hands replace yours as he gleams down at her chubby little face, “anything to keep mommy happy right?”

“I heard that!”

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jobean12-blog · 4 years

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Twist the Rules

Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader

Word Count: 457

Summary: You and Steve play a game of Twister on a rainy day.

Author’s Note: This is for the Chris Evans HBC @the-ce-horniest-book-club second chance drabble challenge. I chose prompt #9 with Steve Rogers: “No fair you cheated” No, I improvised, there’s a difference.” Hope you like this and thank you all for reading! Much love always! ❤❤❤

Warnings: FUN FLUFF! teasing, competitiveness, implied sexy time fun ;)

“Steve! You’re crushing me! Oh my god, you’re going to suffocate me with America’s ass!” You try to maneuver your body so that you aren’t under the heavy weight of Steve’s large frame, but it doesn’t seem possible without falling and losing. Never one to give up easily you take a moment to think, glancing at Steve who looks perfectly fine and isn’t even breaking a sweat.

He throws you a smug grin, already acting like he’s the winner of this Twister game. “I’m not down yet, Steve! Don’t gimme that look.” With a chuckle he lifts one hand and pretends to pick his nail, whistling a tune while you internally struggle and try to think of a way to win this.

Suddenly an excellent idea crosses your mind. Very slowly you twist your body without moving from your color so that your shirt starts to ride up and expose your stomach. Steve’s eyes immediately zero in on the visible skin and you see his Adam’s apple bob when he swallows hard. “Ok, I’m good. Your turn!” you say cheerily.

Spinning the spinner, he watches as it lands on blue and easily moves his foot to that color. “Piece of cake sweetheart! Your turn.” The spinner lands on green and you smile, seeing that this will only help your cause. Flipping your body toward Steve’s you land so that your chest is right in his face and your shirt rides up even higher. He licks his lips, eyeing you appreciatively as you roll your eyes and wait.

“Um Steve, your turn!” He quickly looks away, pursing his lips and going for the spinner. Just as he turns around again you shift so your shirt moves and reveals the bottom of your lace bra. He mutters under his breath something you don’t quite catch and the next thing you know he has you pinned to the Twister mat.

“I WIN!!!!!” You shout so loud he winces, and you start bopping your hips up and down in triumph! “I WIN STEVE! Get off so I can celebrate and rub this in your face properly!” He doesn’t move. Instead, he stares at you with a disapproving gaze. “Steve. Don’t sulk. I won. Fair and square!” Rolling his hips into yours he smirks when you try to stifle a moan.

“No fair you cheated!” he hums, rocking his hips again. Holding back your sounds of pleasure you reply with a steady voice, “no, I improvised, there’s a difference. I didn’t break any of the rules.” Sneaking his hand under your shirt he brushes the skin just under your bra before inching higher. “I’m not so sure about that.” Combing your fingers through his beard you kiss him, successfully ending the conversation.

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the-ce-horniest-book-club · 4 years

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HBC Masterlists

Please note that some work written for The HBC will contain 18+ content.

Drunk Drabbles Masterlists by Month

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Links are to the masterlists on the Sebtastican Stan HBC page

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Drunk Drabbles Character Masterlists

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Events: All HBC

The HBC Kinktober 2020 Masterlist

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HBC Week of Love 2021 Masterlist

HBC Lucky In Love 2021 Masterlist

HBC Kinky Halloween Masterlist (2021)

HBC Winter Wonderland Masterlist (2021)

HBC Candy Hearts Club Masterlist (2022)

HBC Lucky Charms Masterlist (2022)

Events: CE HBC

CE HBC Easter Egg Hunt 2021

CE HBC Steve & Peggy Weekend 2021

CE HBC Happy Birthday Chris 2021

CE HBC Birthday Bingo (2021)

Challenges: All HBC

2020

July 6 - HBC Second Chance Prompt

July 13 - HBC One Word Prompts - Time And Place

July 16 - HBC Fun in the Sun

July 23 - HBC Tropes

July 30 - HBC Colors Drabbles

August 21 - HBC End of Summer Drabbles

August 26 - HBC Pamper Your Man

August 28 - HBC Game Day

September 21-27 - HBC Fall In Love

November 12 - HBC Inspired By Song Titles

2021

January 1 - HBC Home for the Holidays Bonus Day

February 16-21 - Clean Up the Archive

February 23 - HBC Can’t Live Without...

February 25 - HBC Conversations with a Stranger

May 21 - Regency Era

May 28-31 - HBC Long Distance Love Weekend

June 3 - Theme Day: Food and Drink

June 15 - Theme Day: Disney Day

June 18 - Theme Day: Date Night

June 21 - HBC All Eras Day

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August 30-September 2 - HBC Back to School Week

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November - Wicked Wednesdays

2022

Wicked Wednesdays

April 1-3 - HBC Prank Weekend

May 15-21 - HBC Spring Fling

Challenges: CE HBC

2020

July 25 - Chris Evans AU

August 4 - Dodger Day

August 18 - Character Appreciation Days

2021

January 9 - Game: How Would You Spend 24 Hours with Chris/One of His Characters January 23 - Drabble Weekend: Songs

June 15 - Disney Day

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nano--raptor · 4 years

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The Game

Pairing: Vampire! Bucky x Female Reader

Word count: 1,500

Warnings: Cursing, alcohol mention/consumption, smut, smutty ending, implied smut, Bucky's fangs

A/N: Written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club for the Second Chance Drabble Challenge! Based on the prompt below and featuring my love, Vampire!Bucky! Thanks for reading!

“No fair that’s cheating!” “No, I improvised. There’s a difference.”

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You and Bucky had a game. A game that you’d play when you were out in public, with friends, or out for dinner, and it was simple. Try to turn the other person on. The first one to initiate physical contact (general displays of affection aside) would lose. It wasn’t all bad, as you usually both ended up winning in the end, but it was fun, and added excitement to your nights out.

Tonight you were going to your friend Steve’s for drinks on the patio, and of course Bucky looked fucking incredible. Perfectly broken-in, dark wash jeans, and a black button up shirt, with the sleeves rolled up and the top few buttons undone. As soon as he walked out of the bedroom you wanted to get your hands on him. He winked as he walked by, and you stalked into the room, choosing a fitted pair of cropped jeans and a cozy, open-back sweater. Usually you’d wear a cute lace bra underneath, but tonight you chose to ditch the bra, hoping Bucky would enjoy the view of your naked back. You strapped on a pair of heels, and after double checking your reflection, were ready to head out.

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The drinks and conversation both were flowing at Steve’s, everyone was enjoying the evening. You’d naturally separated into guy and girl groups, Steve's friends Sam and Clint were there too, but it had been so wonderful to catch up with your girlfriends Nat and Wanda. Every now and then you could hear Bucky’s laughter float over towards you, the sound always sending warmth through your veins.You sat on the patio sofa with your back to him, giving him a nice view of your figure, with your legs crossed, lifting your wine glass to your glossed lips. Every now and then you’d make eye contact, and he’d wink or you’d bite your lip. You could see the spark in his eyes and you loved it, loved having his gaze on you from across the space.

Bucky sat looking absolutely relaxed and comfortable in his skin, which is one thing you loved about him. It was sexy as hell, and his charm never failed to captivate you just like it had the first time you met him. He seemed to notice every glance you stole at him, his eyes flicking to meet yours every time. It felt like he had the upper hand, even though nothing had really happened yet. You did brush his arm as he walked past to refill his drink earlier, and he dropped a kiss on the top of your head on his way back, but other than that, it had been a pretty tame evening.

You still felt like you were burning up though.

“You’re staring again!” Nat’s voice broke through your thoughts, and you tried to hide your blush at being called out by taking another sip of your wine. “You two are so ridiculous,” she teased.

“Why, what do you mean?”

“You’re practically eye fucking each other! I would tell you to get a room, but I wouldn’t put it past you guys to just go inside Steve’s place and start going at it somewhere.” You blushed again, but Nat’s smile was warm and knowing. She always bugged you and Bucky about how in love you were, but she didn’t mean anything mean by it.

“Oh come on, I like to think we have a little more class than that!” You paused, and then smirked back at her. “Although, if Steve happened to have an empty sofa somewhere…” Your voice trailed off and Steve piped up from somewhere behind you.

“Oh hell no. No one does the dirty on my couch except me!” Bucky’s laugh rang out again and you were pretty sure you got goosebumps this time. You risked sneaking a glance over your shoulder again, and you nearly dropped your glass when you saw him.

His fucking fangs were out.

Bucky laughed full out, head thrown back, hand to his chest and suddenly your heart was pounding in your ears and you couldn’t look away. He rarely had them out just for the hell of it, it usually only happened when he was feeling extreme emotions. Or when he was trying to make a point, which was clearly what was going on here.

He damn well knew what he was doing, and you were definitely going to lose this game tonight.

You swallowed thickly, barely registering Nat’s voice as she tried to get your attention. Bucky caught your eye for a brief moment, and then slowly, teasingly, traced his tongue over his teeth, feigning interest in whatever Steve was now talking about. You drew in a shuddering breath and blinked, tearing your eyes away from him. Shit.

“She’s gone,” Wanda mused, her and Nat smirking and giggling over your obvious lust. You cleared your throat and turned back to them, clearly flustered, your face heated in a blush.

“He’s doing it on purpose!” You tried to keep the whine out of your voice, but Nat laughed and flashed you a knowing grin.

“Looks like someone’s getting lucky tonight!” She winked and sipped her wine, while you sighed in defeat, finishing yours off with a single sip.

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Once you arrived home, you followed Bucky into the kitchen, dropping your bag on the counter and stalking over to him. You wrapped your hand around his wrist and when he turned to look, you grabbed his shirt collar, yanking him close and crushing your mouth to his. He smirked against your lips and his hands flew to your hips, pulling your body against his own. You licked into his mouth, nibbled his lip, dragged your tongue over his teeth, and Bucky swallowed your every moan as it quickly grew heated.

"You lose," he rumbled between kisses, amusement lacing his voice. You whined in response.

“No fair, you cheated!” Bucky barked out a laugh and pulled away, grabbing your chin and forcing you to look at him.

“No, I improvised, there’s a difference.” You pouted and yanked your chin from his grasp, but leaned into him, smoothing your hands over his chest and underneath his collar, over his shoulders and back of his neck.

“Hardly… you know when you show me those fangs it’s game over.” Your voice had dropped to a whisper and you trailed your fingers along his jaw now, and over his bottom lip. It quirked into a lopsided grin, flashing those goddamn points at you again.

“I know. But showing so much of that gorgeous skin is cheating too, sweetheart.” With that, Bucky’s hands wandered over your skin, smoothing up your back and pulling the sweater down over your shoulders with a growl. You gasped as he exposed your breasts to the cool air and reached for him, wanting to pull him close. He lifted you up by your hips to sit you on the counter and trailed his mouth down your neck, licking and sucking your exposed nipples into his mouth one at a time. “I was thinking about this all night, do you know how badly I wanted to rip this damn sweater off your shoulders? I almost couldn't stop myself."

Your fingers flew into his hair, lightly scratching his scalp as his attention to your nipples pulled breathy whines from your throat. Each swipe and nibble of his tongue and teeth on your sensitive tips sent a spark straight to your core, you were aching for him already, getting wetter by the second.

“Bucky,” you breathed, needing more of him. He broke away and found your lips again, kissing you hard, grasping the back of your neck and leaning you back. You could feel his hard length pressing into the side of your thigh and you moaned into his mouth, your body clenching in anticipation. You both moved to undo each other’s pants at the same time, hands clashing and fumbling until you were finally successful. Bucky kept one hand clenched in your hair while his other grasped your hip, his mouth still on yours. You squirmed and maneuvered impatiently until his cock was prodding your entrance and he was pushing into you with a groan. A shudder rippled through you from finally having him inside. Bucky rolled his hips and nibbled your throat, his breath fanning across your skin with every thrust.

“Are you sure that I lost, baby? Because this feels like a win to me.” Bucky kissed your mouth again and pulled back enough that you could see his equally blown eyes and kiss-swollen grin.

"Let's call it a draw, we both win." You held his gaze for a beat, feeling your lust melt into pure affection for him for just a moment before he jerked his hips and pounded against that sweet spot deep inside. You cried out and captured his lips desperately, clutching onto him for dear life, enjoying every delicious part of him, before finally breaking away, panting.

"Hell yeah baby."

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the-ss-horniest-book-club · 4 years

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Welcome to the HBC Second Chance Drabble Challenge!

Writers will be able to choose from 26 prompts previously answered by the HBC between March 2019 and March 2020 - 1 writer each for Seb/Seb Characters and 1 writer each for Evans/Evans Characters. Writers will have one week to complete and post their drabbles and each respective blog will post the links with the original drabble answer.

Rules For Second Chance Drabble Challenge:

You DO need to reserve a prompt. Each prompt will have 1 Seb answer and 1 Evans answer. Please DM the appropriate blog with the prompt number you are requesting - @the-ss-horniest-book-club for Seb and @the-ce-horniest-book-club for Evans.

You ARE allowed to have two prompts at a time, as long as one is Seb and one is Evans.

Once your Drabble is posted, you are allowed to come back for another prompt as the week goes on.

There is no word minimum or maximum.

Smut/Fluff/Angst/any combo accepted, please adhere to HBC Guidelines.

To get on the masterlist, DM the link to your drabble(s) to the HBC blog you requested from - All Second Chance Drabble Challenge links received by midnight EST Monday July 13 will be added to the masterlist.

Prompts:

“There’s people here” “I could just pull your bikini bottoms to the side. No one will notice”

Hi! For the drunk drabbles with Sexy eye candy (Sebastian or Evans)... BondBoy being dominated in bed by a bedass female spy - handcuffs, edging, spanking - hate sex at it’s finest. ANSWERED by @sevans-is-my-weakness

For Drunk Drabbles “I'm not a penis expert just a humble penis admirer.”

Choose your own character Drunk Drabbles: “Do we need wine?” “No, I need wine, you need to put your pants on.” ANSWERED by @jobean12-blog

Prompt idea: you’ve been dating (character) for only a couple months and you just walked in on him masterbating ANSWERED by @angrythingstarlight

Blind date with *character* goes horribly wrong.

You and (Character) are both left handed and fight over the left handed desk all year long. It's now the last class and he wants to take you out to kick off summer.

Ok who do I have to ask for a sunburn fic with (character)? It’s summer time and I feel like we all could use some sweet Bucky Barnes or Steve Rogers either helping with the aloe or trying to have sex without touching the burned spots and it goes clumsy and funny and “ow-ow-ow it hurts right there!” Either way he whips his dick out fo sho. ANSWERED by @jobean12-blog

“No fair you cheated” “No, I improvised, there’s a difference.” ANSWERED by @nano--raptor

Steve feels bad about how skinny he is and Bucky teaches him to love himself with every touch

I’m working the local pumpkin patch and you are being very picky about the pumpkin you want AU - choose a character

You got lost in a corn maze and I had to come rescue you AU - pick a character

You lost your scarf and I’m trying to return it AU - choose a character

“His accent made me believe my parents had been saying my name wrong since birth” ANSWERED by @writing-what-writing

Would it be all right if I borrowed your sweater? It smells like you. With Evans or seb?

for the dd: meeting your fave character on your vacation and flirting shamelessy and teasing each other, seeing who will break first.

“Just let me finish this/this level and i swear ill go down on you until you cum at least three times.” With surprise me!

Bartender!character and you having sex on the bar after it closes

“Blindfolds heighten your senses, maybe that’s why you’re whimpering louder than usual.” With anyone? ANSWERED by @angrythingstarlight

“I don’t have the patience to remove your clothes right now,” With anyone?

DD: “I’m gonna fuck you so hard we’ll be dropping into the neighbor’s for a coffee.” With anyone ANSWERED by @bugsbucky

"I give you my full permission to fuck me awake in the morning." With anyone ANSWERED by @angrythingstarlight

"Come sit on daddy's face." With anyone

“I want to kiss every inch of your body before I fuck you,” with anyone?

“Quit it! You’re hogging the blankets!” With any characters!

"I'm sorry, you want me to do what with that?" With whomever you choose ANSWERED by @buckys-minty-breath

Enjoy the Second Chance Drabble Challenge and thank you for playing with us!

Love, The HBC 💋

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theycallmebecca · 4 years

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Drabble: Before the Interview

This here drabble is my first one for @the-ce-horniest-book-club and is part of the HBC Second Chance Drabble Challenge.

The prompt I chose was #24, “I want to kiss every inch of your body before I fuck you,” with anyone?. And in typically Becca fashion, I did a little chatty chat with @nomadicpixel and then let the drabble write itself... and I really like how it turned out.

Unlike the drabbles I’ve been posting lately, this one is not part of the Stay Home, Read Drabbles collection... anyway, enjoy!

Title: Before the Interview

Pairing: Chris Evans x reader

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: Language

Disclaimer: This work of fiction is not to be reposted, used or translated without my permission.

Chris was always nervous before interviews, even more now with interviews happening over video chat.

After the first one, you'd taken pity on him and volunteered to help with the technical setups required for each meeting. Some were easier than others, but it didn't stress you out like it did Chris.

While you worked with the technical team on the other end, Chris paced the living room, mumbling curse words under his breath as he walked. It had become something of a pre-interview ritual for him, likely in hopes that he wouldn't cuss on screen, though, he usually did at least once.

With everything setup and ready to go, you said goodbye to the technical team and made your way over to Chris.

"It's all ready," you told him with a smile. "You're going to do great."

"You always say that," he replied, a small smirk on his lips. "Tell me something else. Tell me to relax or something."

"Relax or something," you said, teasingly.

He gave you an annoyed look.

"You'll be fine," you assured him. "You'll knock this one out of the park."

"Not even baseball analogies will help," he sighed. "I need something to distract the anxiety in my brain that's telling me it's going to be a fucking shit show."

You studied his anxious face for a second, before you gave in to the thought that had crossed your mind when he'd come out of the bedroom earlier in the day. You'd been on your own work call and hadn't been able to say anything at the time, but maybe now was the right moment.

"I want to kiss every inch of your body before I fuck you," you told him, boldly.

His eyes dropped to your lips and, after a long pause, he let out a steady stream of cuss words. "You and your mouth are the worst," he said before a few more cuss words came out. "Damn you, that's all I can picture now."

Glancing down at the front of his jeans, you smirked, noticing that they did appear a little tighter. "Well then," you said, looking up at him. "You might want to go sit down in front of your laptop before they start the actual video recording and I wouldn't stand up."

He glared at you for a second before his large hands pulled your face towards his for a rough kiss. Normally he was gentle at first with you, but he didn't hold back a single ounce.

Hearing the dinging on his computer, alerting him that his interview was about to begin, he let go of your face, but didn't move away immediately. Instead, he reached down and grabbed a handful of your ass before saying, "Just remember, my love, that payback's a bitch."

Then he swatted your jean-covered ass and walked over to his computer.

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Friends with benefits

Pairing: TJ Hammond x reader

This is for the HBC Surprise Drabble Challenge, the prompt I picked is ‘Friends With Benefits’ with TJ Hammond. @the-ss-horniest-book-club. Just something silly that poped in my head. Sorry for any mistakes encountered.

Word count: 2497

Warning: angst, mention of smut, fluff

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You wake up slowly, head pounding with the remainder of yesterday's party.

You screwed your eyes shut tightly and turned slightly around, burring your head deeper into the silk sheets of the pillow. A heady musk, not entirely unfamiliar, permeated your senses until you felt it. Or rather, until you felt him.

Drunken memories from last night came rushing to you once you felt his heavy harm wrap around your middle and pull you closer to him.

TJ. Your best friend, the one you had vowed to never fuck again because being friends with benefits with him was nothing but trouble. Because being friends with h meant you had to suppress your feelings because he was just making sure he was still gay.

You two had started being friends with benefits last year but had paused it because he wanted to date a guy, so you stoped and vowed yourself you wouldn't do it again. And here you are, trying to get out from under his vice grip on you and collect your scattered clothes to put them on hastily to try and sneak out. But your efforts are proven useless when you hear him turning on the bed and groggily call out to you by your nickname.

"(Y/N/N), came back to bed, babe, it's too early." He rasped, scrunching up his face when he opens his eyes right in a sunbeam. You take a moment to look at him sprawled on the bed, waiting for you to join him once more.

Taking a deep breath with a shake of your head you tell him " I can't stay, I'm gonna be late for work." And rush out of his apartment, putting your uncomfortable heels on the way out and not giving him a chance to talk you out of it.

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The rest of the morning goes by fast, only leaving you enough time to go home for a shower and a change of clothes before you have to go into your shift at the café. Your head is killing you throughout your entire shift, the heavy pulsating behind your eyelids reminding you not to follow TJ into one of his rabbit holes of booze ever again.

Last night had been a mistake. You shouldn't have let him seduce you into having sex with him. Not when you had told him that last time would have been last time. You had ignored all his calls, firing an angry message his way saying you were busy at work and he was distracting you. That had made him stop, suspiciously fast and your slowly increasing mood came crashing when he walking in the cafe and sat in one of the tables in your section.

You take a deep breath and go to him, notepad on the ready, "What can I get you?"

"Well, for starters I would like to know why are you avoiding me, and then I would like a coffee, I have a killer headache and the coffee you make is the only I like to drink." He's looking at you with a mixture of pissed off and slight pain in his face. Your hands lower, fingers barely keeping their grasp on the notepad.

"I'm at work TJ, I can't just stop to go and talk on the phone, I've already been reprimanded for being late enough times, I don't want to also get fired." you huff a small puff of breath and half turn from his table "I'll get you your coffee."

TJ doesn't leave the cafe, even after he's done with his third cup of coffee and the afternoon is giving way to the night. He will look your way occasionally, and you see what he's doing. He's waiting for your shift to end, giving you no way to escape the impending talk he wants to have.

The clock ticks by ever so slowly, and you finally let out a sigh when the coworker that will take the shift after yours arrives, making you dash to the small employer locker room to take off your apron and let your anxious heart beat for a while before having to face TJ.

He's waiting for you right outside the cafe door once you leave, almost scaring you in the process.

"TJ, you've been waiting all day just to talk to me, I'm sure you must have had better things to do with your day than wasting it with me." You start walking down the sidewalk, not looking back at him, knowing he'll just follow you until he get what he wants anyway.

"Why do you keep avoiding me?" he asks, his exasperated tone making his voice almost break at the end. "Why are you running away from me?"

You turn abruptly "I'M NOT…" you tug his arm pulling him to the side so no one can eavesdrop "I'm not running away from you TJ." you try to calm down, this outburst of emotions making you head race with thousands of things you would like to say, but you know you cant. "But you can't expect me to keep falling in your bed whenever you smile at me. We stopped being friends with benefits so we could date other people. Besides, I can't keep doing this."

"Doing what?"

"This!" you wave around the both of you, not looking into his eyes. "I can't keep being your sex buddy whenever you are too high or too drunk to get a dude to bone, or whenever you just want to assure yourself you are still gay." you know now you are just being cruel with your choice of words, but your heart his done being played with. If you can't have him, then you will have to stop deluding yourself just to get your heart broken once more whenever you wake up naken in his bed.

You can see if eyes start to shine, unspilled tears gathering in them.

"Is that really what you think we are? What you think I'm doing? Using you to…" he can't even will himself to say the words, his throat clogging up along with the tears that want to spill from his eyes. He shakes his head and takes a step away from you, your heart breaking for having made that look appear on his face. You whisper his name and try to reach for him, but he only shrugs away and takes one more step from you. "You know what? I won't bother you anymore." he turns around, ignoring your calls of his name, and soon he is completely out of your sight, leaving you stunned in the sidewalk.

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You can barely sleep that night, TJ won't answer any of your texts and you even rush to the club to see if he's there only to be barred by his security, telling you he didn't come there that night and that without him you couldn't go up to his office.

After days with no sighs from him, you are starting to get anxious, and all the more when Dougie leaves a voice mail with a frantic tone on the other side of the call.

"(Y/N), please you have to come over, TJ isn't doing any good, he won't leave his apartment and he won't even let me in. You're his best friend, you have to help him call him to reason." you rush out of work once you hear his call, and make your way to TJ's apartment as fast as you can.

You forego the elevator, deciding to climb the start two at a time would be faster, and run the length of the hallway into TJ's door, when you get there, completely out of breath you notice Dougie stand up from his stop on the floor.

"I'm glad you could make it (Y/N)." he hugs you tightly but when you stiffen he gets back to look at you, "What is it?"

"It's my fault…" you whisper barely audible.

"What?"

"I think it's my fault he's like this."

"What do you mean?"

"I said….. I said pretty nasty things last time we were together. I doubt he'll listen to me at all."

"We have to try it (Y/N), he hasn't been answering any of my calls, or even getting out of the apartment, but he's in there, I can hear him occasionally. So I know he asnt….overdosed" he whispers the last part, afraid of its implications.

" He's been getting better you know? He barely does it anymore. I know it's ideal, but it's better." you sigh, and shouldering off your purse and dropping it to the floor you reach closer to the door. You knock softly and wait for an answer that doesn't come. You look at Douglas, he looks at you as if saying 'told you so', and so you knock again, this time saying with a soft tone "It's (Y/N), TJ. I wanted to make sure you were okay in there… you haven't been taking my calls and I'm really worried about you."

A few seconds go by until you can faintly hear soft padding on the floor until they stop in front of the door. You know he's listening, even if he doesn't say anything or opens the door. You let out a shuddering breath before slipping down his door and sitting down on the floor, soon followed by Dougie, leaning on the wall by your left.

"I wanted to… I wanted to apologize for what I said the other day. For all of it." you hear a small snort on the other side of the door. Well at least he was somewhat whiling to hear you out or he would have left already. "I was a jerk, and I can now see that the words I used were not the best. I just…" you look shily to Dougie trying to keep things vague so that he doesn't get to know stuff he shouldn't. "I've known you my entire life, and we've been friends since forever. I've known things about you sometimes even before you knew them. I guess what I'm trying to say is, what I said to you last time, was just me trying to not get hurt. And I'm an idiot, so of course, I pushed you away. and I can't really say much more on it cuz Dougie is still here…" your rushed words were interrupted by the loud clicking of his bolt and you rushed to stand on your feet.

"I'm fine Dougie, ok? Just go home." TJ says, voice gruff from disuse and probably from crying if his red-rimmed eyes arent from something else. He grabs your hand and pulls you against him into his house "I promise I won't do anything stupid, besides, (Y/N/N) is here now to stop that from happening." he waits until his brother relents and nods, going down the hallway after a few seconds telling him to call him later so he would relax.

TJ pushed the door close and takes a few steps from you, almost as if just the close proximity hurt him. Then he moves to his couch and just slumps on it, hiding his face beneath his stretched arm. You are just standing still at the door, awkwardly shuffling your feet around.

"I'm sorry." you wring your hands together and give a tentative step forward stoping when TJ moves his head under his arm to look at you from the corner of his eye.

"I'm sorry too." that comes as a surprise to you.

"For what?"

"For the way I've made you feel. For how I made you feel like you were nothing more than just a checkup for my sexuality. I didn't realize that was how you felt."

"It…it isn't really…I… I was hurt and I just wanted to get out without having to talk about my feelings, so I just took the short cut of saying the first thing that came to mind."

"Guess we were both idiots then… not talking about our feelings and just… walking around them."

"Guess we should talk then." you say, getting the courage needed to walk up to the couch, raising his legs and sitting down, resting them on top of yours. "Were should we start?"

"Probably by the first time we even had sex."

"We were extremely drunk that night." you laugh, reminiscing of it. "I think we started making out at some bar and then just, went for it in the bathroom. And then again once we got home…" you are blushing with the memories of your first time together.

"And then after that, we just kept fucking whenever we got together. We never really talked about it, we just… went for it."

"Pretty much, yeah, we became friends with benefits after a drunk night, and then we just kept coming back to each other." he's looking at you now, while you are absentmindedly playing with his shoelaces.

"But you thought I was just reassuring myself over my sexuality?" his tone his hurt and you can see the wince he made before he managed to hide it.

"I just… I just thought you preferred guys, and so I was a bit hurt when mornings came around…" your voice is small, barely audible, and after a long silence, you finally look TJ in the eyes.

"Yeah, I do prefer guys, but you? you were the only girl that actually ever got my attention. We'd been friends since forever, and I guess I never really managed to separate what we had for love. For me, it was always clear, even when I didn't know what it was."

"I just thought that if I hid my feelings for you, we would be able to just be together, even if there was nothing more from it."

"So… we've been two idiots pinning for each other without admitting it."

"Oh no…" you giggled "I admitted it, just not to you." this prompts him to lightly slap your thigh laughing with you soon after.

"So… do you wanna try going steady? I mean we already do all of it, we fight, we have sex, we know each other's dirty secrets… But I'd like to be able to call you mine if you would like to call me yours." this makes you bite your lips for a few moments, looking at his baby blues until you nodded slowly, watching the grin break out on his plump lips.

"I would love that." once he hears those words he scrambles on the couch, straddling your hips and kissing you deeply, whispering sweet words while reassuring you you are everything he ever wanted and more.

You wake up in his bed the morning after, a sweet ache between your legs and a warm arm pulling you closer. It might have taken you both years to admit it that you loved each other, but you were happy to be finally waking up with TJ and be able to cuddle closer without having to sneak out afterward.

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A Taste of Wine

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 350

Summary: Bucky wears a bow tie and you lose control...or maybe it’s the exact opposite.

Author’s Note: This is for the HBC’s @the-ss-horniest-book-club second chance drabble challenge. This is a part 2 to Keep Quiet that I wrote for the HBC’s 2k challenge and week of kinks celebration. You don’t need to read it though :) I picked the #4 prompt and chose Bucky: “Choose you own character Drunk Drabbles: “Do we need wine?” “No, I need wine, you need to put your pants on.” Thank you all for reading and much love always ❤❤❤

Warnings: Dom female reader, Bucky in a bow tie, oral sex (m receiving), metal arm fun, little choking, all the good smutty stuff (18+ only please)

Bucky groans through the silk fabric stuffed in his mouth and his hips jut forward as he cums down your throat. The back of his head rolls against the door with a string of muffled curses and heavy breaths. You run your hands up his thick thighs and slowly take him out of your mouth. Licking your lips, you stand and press him into the door.

His hands immediately go to your hips and try to hike up your dress, but you stop him. “No. You have to wait.” Taking the bow tie from his mouth you kiss him hard, his salty taste still coating your tongue and making him moan. “Are you fucking kidding me doll. I need to fuck you. Now,” he growls the moment you end the kiss. Fixing his bow tie and fastening it around his neck you walk to the mirror to check your hair.

You remain silent and he watches your reflection, his blue eyes almost black with want. “Baby. Come on.” After reapplying your lipstick, you close the top with a click, turning to face him and shaking your head no. “We have all night, Bucky. Now, I need a drink.” Bucky pushes off the door and does his best to stalk toward you with his pants around his ankles.

You would laugh except for his metal fingers dancing up your dress to close around your neck. “All night, huh. Well you better plan on it being a very long night because when we get home…” he trails off, caressing the delicate skin along your neck and shoulders before kissing you. He pulls away, looking smug and asks, “so, about that drink? Do we need wine?”

You let out a breath and give him a sly smile, sauntering toward the door. Looking over your shoulder and winking, you say, “no, I need wine, you need to put your pants on.” With that you open the door and disappear into the crowded party, leaving Bucky standing by the sink with only the faint whirs of his metal arm as it flexes beneath his tux.

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Summer Breeze

Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader

Word Count: 712

Summary: You and Steve get away for the day

Author’s Note: This is for the CE HBC’s @the-ce-horniest-book-club Second Chance Drabble Challenge!I I took prompt #25: “Quit it! You’re hogging the blankets!” with Steve Rogers. Hope you enjoy this and thank you all for reading! Much love always ❤❤❤

Warnings: Soft fluffy love, walks on the beach, Steve on his motorcycle, implied sexy times

The wind whips through your hair as Steve drives down the deserted sandy road. Your hands are securely wrapped around his waist and your cheek is resting against his back, the smell of salt air getting stronger as you get closer to your destination. He slows to a stop, dropping his foot down to balance the bike and placing his warm hand over yours. “How was the ride?” he asks, eyes warm as he helps you off. “Perfect, as usual. Thanks.”

Taking off your helmet and shaking out your hair, you hang it on the handlebar opposite Steve’s. “So, where are we?” you ask as you look around, the cool ocean breeze caressing your skin. Steve’s large hand grasps yours and he walks you further down the sandy path where you finally meet a wooden staircase.

“Oh Steve!” You softly kiss his cheek and then take off down the stairs, running at full speed down to the sandy beach. Kicking off your shoes and socks you skip to the edge of the water and let the waves crash over your bare feet, your toes sinking into the warm sand.

Steve comes up behind you and wraps you in a hug. “It’s so beautiful. Thank you.” He kisses the top of your head and gives you a tight squeeze. “You’re welcome baby. It seemed like you needed a little time away.” Turning in his arms you lean up to kiss him soft and sweet.

The two of you walk down the beach hand in hand, collecting shells and enjoying the quietness. “Oooo babe, look at this one!” you happily exclaim dropping another olive shell into his hand. “Oh wow, and this one! Oh wait, this one is even better!” Steve laughs as his hand slowly fills up with an assortment of beautiful shells.

“I’m gonna put these in my pocket sweetheart. Just so they don’t get lost.” You give him a nod and bend down to pick up another. “Let’s head back now, Stevie, I’m hungry!” You try your best not to pick up every shell on the way back and look through your findings while Steve sets up the blanket to eat.

After a lovely beach picnic, you both settle on the blanket, your head resting against Steve’s chest as you watch the sun dip below the horizon. The breeze blows and you shiver, snuggling closer to him. “Hang on baby, I have another blanket.” Steve grabs it from his pack and throws it over the two of you then pulls you in close.

“This is some beautiful view,” he whispers looking from the horizon to you. Smiling up at him you agree with a contented sigh. “It’ so peaceful.” Not two minutes later you start wiggling your toes, searching for the blanket. “Steve,” you whine, sitting up to give him a look. “My feet are cold!” He cracks open an eye and raises his brow, “so cover ‘em.” Laying his head back down he shifts to get more comfortable, tugging on the blanket.

“Quit it! You’re hogging the blankets!” With a huff you drag it off him and cover your feet, tucking it under them to secure it. Steve rolls over and pins you under him, totally messing up all your hard work. “First of all. We only have one blanket. Second, I’m not hogging anything! You’re the one who just pulled it off me!”

Punching him in the chest as best you can you try to push him off you, huffing and mumbling the whole time. He laughs and his eyes crinkle up in the corners and you can’t help but join him. “You are so annoying, you know that!” Now he’s giving you that shit eating smirk where he’s about to go all Captain American on you. “Steve. Save it,” you say playfully, kissing him before he can speak.

He quickly deepens the kiss, wedging his thigh between your legs and making you moan into his mouth. His hands travel down your body and under your shirt, his skin warm against yours. His thigh pushes harder into your core and you moan louder, nipping on his plump bottom lip. Pulling away he brushes his nose to yours, whispering, “I have a much better way of keeping you warm anyway.”

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Blind Date Gone Wrong

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x Reader

Words: 403

A/N: My first time ever writing for a Chris character and definitely my first writing for Ransom. I’ve only seen clips of the movie on YouTube so I’m really sorry if I haven’t written him correctly. He is an asshole in this story. This is written for @the-ce-horniest-book-club and I took prompt #6 - Blind date with *character* goes horribly wrong. Hope you like it!

The clock ticked loudly above the table you were currently sitting at, waiting for your blind date to show up. You weren’t actually convinced he would show up - he was over an hour late, and a part of you grew anxious if he had walked in, saw you and then left. A blind date wasn’t your idea, it was set up by a mutual friend since she mentioned the two of you just needed to let loose, whatever the hell that meant.

More minutes ticked by, eyes from the waiter kept glancing over at you, almost judgingly and wondering when you were going to give it up and go home. You were patient and started running through the excuses in your mind as to why your date could be late.

You were about to give up and go home, vent to your friend and make her swear never to set you up on one of these things again. As you stood though, a gentleman in a brown coat walked towards your table in his dark rounded sunglasses. You were expecting him to crack a smile, anything but instead he just pulled the chair out and sat down, calling the waiter over.

“Um, hello?” you hated how squeaky your voice sounded. The man opposite you lowered his sunglasses and placed them on the table and sighed.

“Hi.” he spoke like a robot, no emotion in his voice. “I’m ransom, and you can call me Ransom.”

Great, an asshole.

“Um okay, I’m-”

“I don’t care. Let’s eat and get this over with.” his manners shocked you, but it shouldn’t have. He looked like a walking diva. “Yes I’ll have the chicken and she’ll have the same. Hurry up please, I have places to be.” you dropped your gaze into your lap, avoiding the shocked expressions on the waiters as they reluctantly took down his order.

One waitress brought some wine over with two glasses. Ransom shrugged off his jacket and rested his elbow on the table, checking out her ass as she walked away.

“Excuse me, I’m going to the bathroom.” you announced as you stood up, grabbing your jacket and bag. He didn’t even hear you because he was staring so hard at the woman. You didn’t owe him any explanations and just decided to leave the restaurant you had wasted an evening at.

You made a mental note to tell your friend never to bother with this again.

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the-ce-horniest-book-club · 4 years

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HBC WEEK SCHEDULE 7-6-20

We’re starting off the first full week of @the-ss-horniest-book-club with a WEEK LONG JOINT CHALLENGE!

Starting tomorrow, writers will be able to choose from 26 prompts previously answered by the HBC between March 2019 and March 2020 - 1 writer each for Seb/Seb Characters and 1 writer each for Evans/Evans Characters. Writers will have one week to complete and post their drabbles and each respective blog will post the links with the original drabble answer.

Welcome to the HBC Second Chance Drabble Challenge!

Both blogs will also be running extended Drunk Drabbles all week - as usual, have a prompt send an ask, want to write send a DM!

Look for the starting post with prompts and rules tomorrow at 6 AM EST!

As always, thanks for playing with us.

Love, The HBC 💋

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the-ss-horniest-book-club · 4 years

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HBC Schedule Week of 7-6-20

We’re starting off the first full week of @the-ce-horniest-book-club with a WEEK LONG JOINT CHALLENGE!

Welcome to the HBC Second Chance Drabble Challenge!

Both blogs will also be running extended Drunk Drabbles all week - as usual, have a prompt send an ask, want to write send a DM!

Look for the starting post with prompts and rules tomorrow at 6 AM EST!

As always, thanks for playing with us.

Love, The HBC 💋

#hbc schedule week of 7 6 20 #the ss horniest book club and the ce horniest book club #hbc second chance drabble challenge #HBC Drunk Drabbles

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the-ce-horniest-book-club · 4 years

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Can I get 23 "come and sit on daddies face" with Curtis? 👀 - happygowriting

HECK YES!!

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Mod needs to focus on work for a few hours, so DMs for prompt requests will be answered in the order received 💋

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Bewitched

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 1,062

Summary: You and Bucky attempt to make it through a haunted maze and get more than a scare (sort of friends to lovers)

Author’s Note: This is for the HBC’s @the-ss-horniest-book-club continuation of drunk drabbles and the fun prompt below by @buckys-henley and the Fall in Love challenge- corn maze theme-hope you enjoy this! Thank you all for reading! Much love always! ❤❤❤

Warnings: Halloween scary themes (very light), protective Bucky, soft and sweet fluff, a kiss, friends to more, some laughs- it’s fun!

“Are you cold?” You look up at Bucky, his eyes soft when he starts to take off his jacket. “Um, I think so?” you say apprehensively, holding your arms tight to your body. He stops with one arm in and one arm out, “you don’t have to take it. You just looked cold.” Your hands shoot out, “no, no, that would be great, thank you.” He smiles, draping it over your shoulders and helping your get your arms in.

You’re drowning in it but it’s warm from his body and smells like him. “You look really cute.” Looking down at your feet you say a quiet, “thank you,” and start walking again, staying a few steps ahead of him near Nat. She turns to you, “is that his jacket?” she whispers, and you nod. “Yes!” You giggle at her enthusiasm and peek over your shoulder to find Bucky’s eyes on you while he chats with Steve.

Turning back quickly you take Nat’s hand and continue walking toward the haunted maze. Your heart starts to beat faster, and your stomach is in knots by the time you reach the entrance. Everyone piles up close while you show your tickets and walk in. Steve, Sam, Clint and Nat start teasing each other about who will scream first and Rhodey, Tony, Wanda and Vision are arguing about whether or not they can use their powers against any ghouls.

You haven’t walked through yet, your hands clasped tightly in front of you while you try to calm your breathing. “Hey doll, you ok?” Bucky’s soft voice startles you, his warm hand resting on your lower back as he looks you over. “Yea. Yea, thanks. Guess it’s time to go in.” You gulp and take a step forward, leaning into his hand only slightly as you concentrate on putting one foot in front of the other.

“Where did everyone go?” he laughs from behind you. Your eyes scan the nearby bales of hay and large stalks of corn, no one else in sight. “They left us,” you whisper, starting to feel more freaked out by the second. “Well you’re not alone. Come on, we can do this.” Bucky determinedly starts walking ahead and you fall right in line next to him, your hands touching softly every so often.

The night is cool and clear, small smatterings of stars twinkling above even through the bright light of the full moon. “It’s so quiet,” you mumble, wrapping Bucky’s jacket tighter around your body. “I know right. I don’t even hear any animals.” You look at Bucky and give him a weak smile, “they are probably in on this.” You both let out a small laugh, not realizing that you’ve taken a wrong turn in the maze.

“Hey Buck? I think we may have gone the wrong way.” You stop walking and spin in a circle, starting to feel dizzy. “Yea, it looks like it.” His voice is quiet, like he’s trying to make sure he doesn’t draw unwanted attention your way. The two of you end up back to back in the middle of the row, Bucky’s hand reaching back so his fingertips lightly brush against yours. Slowly, his pinky curls around your pinky and each finger follows suit until you’re holding hands.

Your skin tingles with a spark of electricity from his touch and when you turn to face each other his grip on your hand tightens, “it’s ok babe, we’ll find our way out.” His thumb gently caresses the top of your hand and you give him a squeeze, almost forgetting your current situation when his eyes drift down to your lips. “Yea, we’ll be fine,” you whisper, inching closer to him. He pulls his gaze away, clearly trying to focus on the task at hand and not the feel of your body so near.

“So um, which way should we go?” you ask, looking around. When you don’t get an answer you look up, “Bucky?” His eyes are locked on yours and his hand reaches up to cup your cheek. “Uhhh, I have no idea.” Giving him a knowing smile, you grab the front of his shirt, your other hand still holding his, “me either.”

Just when his lips are a breath away you hear the rustle of hay and leaves, Bucky’s arms shooting around your waist and pulling you into his chest protectively. “What the hell was that?” You can feel his heartbeat against your cheek, and you close your eyes, too scared to open them and look. “I don’t know Bucky!” He rubs your back soothingly, keeping his eyes glued on the two dark rows of corn in front of you. “It’s ok, it’s fine,” he whispers into your hair, walking you both backward.

Another strange sound pulls your attention to the left and before you have a chance to register what it is someone jumps in front of you and screams. Bucky’s metal arm shoots out lightning quick and knocks the person down, the loud and annoyed groans of Steve echoing through the night.

“Jeez, Buck, ouch.” Shaking your head, you finally register what happened and watch as the rest of the team comes out of the shadows. Steve stands and rubs his cheek, glaring at Bucky, “you didn’t have to try to knock me out.” Bucky takes a step forward, “I had to protect my girl, you scared the shit out of us!” Steve’s glare softens and his lips turn up into a smirk, your own doing the same when he winks your way.

“Your girl huh?” Bucky clenches and unclenches his fist, opening his mouth to speak then snapping it shut. “Yea. That’s right,” he huffs out, throwing his arm around your shoulder. “Thanks for interrupting us.” Everyone starts laughing, including you as you snuggle closer to him, “I’d love to be your girl, Bucky.” He beams, a cocky grin thrown Steve’s way before he leans down and cradles your jaw, “then let’s make it official.”

Maybe time stops when his lips meet yours, but the flutters in your stomach only intensify. Your heart pounding in your chest as your knees get weaker. You can only focus on how soft he feels against your mouth, how addictively he invades all your senses. The cheers of your friends die away as he parts your lips, hungry and intense and silencing all thoughts.

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