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gatorbites-imagines · 6 months

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Kinktober day 11

James "Bucky" Barnes + Choking and breathplay

Mutant male reader goes crazy 🗣️ 🗣️ 🗣️

Reader kinda based on nightcrawler, cuz hes cool, except hes got five fingers and normal feet. This also means the reader is blue, has fur, and has a tail.

On the shorter side, but oh well.

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It wasn’t everyday that the Avengers and the X-men worked together, but it happened enough that you and Bucky got somewhat close, as you worked side by side most of the time. Having skills that worked better together than the others caused that, and it was hard not to be attracted to Barnes, with his strong build and that damn arm of his.

The first time hed picked you up by your tail you had almost clawed his eyes out, it didn’t hurt too much as your tail didn’t work like that, but it had surprised you. At some point as you two started working together and hanging out outside of missions, your tail would find its way wrapped around him in one way. Be it his thigh, his wrist, or even his hand like some kind of sweet gesture.

Neither of you questioned it too much, or questioned as you guys over time started sitting closer and closer, or how Bucky would run his fingers through your short blue fur. That was to say that none of your teammates were shocked when you two started dating, some were even surprised you weren’t already dating when you told them, because of how close you guys were.

That was how you found yourself in your current position, Bucky’s strong hands, both flesh and metal, digging into the fat of your blue thighs and clenching hard enough you were sure there were bruises under your fur. Your fangs dug into your lip to stop your forked tongue from licking across them as you leaned back, supporting your weight on Bucky’s thighs as you rode him.

It had started out as a normal date, though maybe a tad bit too traditional for you. With Bucky bringing you a bouquet of flowers, taking you out to dinner, with you in disguise of course, then going for a stroll, before coming back to his apartment. The plan had only been to watch a movie and eat some snacks, but one thing had led to another, and you ended up tumbling into his bedroom as you kissed and groped at one another.

So here you were, riding your boyfriend as praise spilled from him in deep needy croons. The noises he released had your tail lashing side to side like an agitated cat as you ground down, making sure to grind him into your prostate. The act had your eyes falling shut as you moaned, and it was only when Bucky’s hands gripped almost painfully at your thighs that you forced them open again.

Looking down you almost stuttered to a stop as your eyes widened, mouth falling open to apologize as you saw the man beneath you. Your tail had curled around his throat and squeezed, not enough to kill or even knock unconscious, but enough to cut off enough oxygen that it left even a super soldier dizzy.

You were about to loosen your tail and crawl off of Bucky, but he puled you back down by your thighs and mouthed a lewd “please” as he couldn’t find it in himself to speak. If you had pupils, would they have grown big like a cat, a less than human noise leaving you as you tighten your tail, much to Bucky’s joy.

Bucky gasped for breath as you continued to ride him, his hips pushing up into yours. It was clear from how his head was falling back into the pillow and his mouth was open in silent moans that he was enjoying it even more than you were, so you made sure to squeeze his throat like he wanted, giving him short moments to gasp for breath before gripping again.

Bucky came before you did, a high pitched choked off whine leaving him as he thrust up hard enough into you that his lower body lifted off the bed. You moaned softly at the feeling and released his throat at last, but there wasn’t much time to think about it before Bucky was gripping your own hard length, twisting and jerking his hand to help you finish.

One of the reasons you liked riding him was the fact that you wouldn’t get fluids into your fur, another was the fact that Bucky looked so good covered in your cum after you’d shoot it over his chest. Flopping down on top of him, you rub carefully at his sore throat even though his healing already was taking away the bruising left behind by your tail.

When he mentions you’ll have to try this again next time, you just snort and cuddle into his neck, your tail curling lazily from side to side in a content motion. You’ll get clean later, and then you’ll make Bucky help you scrub your fur all over as payback for filling you up like that, not that you mind, but he doesn’t need to know that.

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purple-babygirl · 9 days

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in the far corner of the forest I

Pairings: Orc!Bucky Barnes x f!human!reader Word Count: 3,867 Summary: For the longest time, the kingdom has used Bucky as their number one fighter, forcing him to win their wars for them. The only thing he asked for in return after he was done was that they give him a wife, and they did. They handed him the orphan he picked on a silver platter; it wasn't like anyone would miss her. It would've been perfect if she actually wanted to be there though. Warnings: drugging, sort of kidnapping, crying, a lil dirty talk, nudity, unwanted intimate touching, forced/arranged marriage. 18+ content. A/N: I thought I'd start small and see what you guys think first before posting longer chapters. Please let me know your thoughts if you can and please enjoy xx💜💜

“Don’t be dead already, dammit.” She heard a low voice mutter as she regained her consciousness bit by bit.

Her body felt so weak, her mind so fuzzy. Her head felt heavy as she turned it to the side with a groan, slowly opening her eyes.

The room she was in looked warm and kind of homely. It was a large room that looked like it was both a living room and a bedroom, only illuminated by the light coming from the fireplace and a couple of storm lanterns hung around.

“Ah, finally awake! How ya feelin’?” The rough voice asked her, now sounding louder.

She’s never sat up faster than she did when she saw the strange man standing at the end of the large bed.

Her vision went black for a second and her head hurt, but she fought to open her eyes, deeming it unsafe to close them with a strange man around.

Wait, was he even a man? Shit! Was that a metal arm on him?! He appeared to be wearing dog tags.

Has she been kidnapped? Arrested? But what for? She didn’t step into forbidden territory, did she?

“Are you—?”

“A real orc? Yeah.” He smirked confidently.

“And your arm…” she started, sitting herself up straighter as she cradled her head.

He only chuckled, feeding more wood to the fire warming them up.

“Is—is that—”

His smirk widened, “a real metal arm?”

She nodded.

The orc nodded back mockingly and her head was back to spinning.

She was alone, in an unfamiliar place, with a massive snow orc, who had a metal left arm.

It seemed surreal. She felt high; like she was dreaming or making everything she was seeing up in her head. Her mind must be doing an Alice-in-Wonderland bit on her.

“I need to go,” she whispered, more to herself than the stranger, trying to get her feet on the ground but the soldier tutted at her and she froze.

“Not gon’ happen.” He walked closer, watching her cute, little face twist in confusion and fear.

“What?” she asked dumbly, her voice small and shaky.

“You’re not leaving.” He stood before her, huge arms crossed.

“Please, I- I didn’t mean to trespass. I swear. I barely even leave the orph—”

“What are you talking about?” He raised an eyebrow, his large hand getting closer to try and touch her forehead to see if the sleeping potion gave her a temperature.

She immediately flinched, dodging his touch as she started panicking inside. She took a couple of steps back as she tried to rearrange her thoughts, but she couldn’t.

“I— how did I get here?” she asked, her voice sounding way more scared than she had wanted.

“You’re my bride,” the orc informed her with another smile, tusks glinting, and if she wasn’t so terrified she might’ve thought that was a happy smile.

The previous events rushed back to her mind as she remembered her encounter with the orphanage manager just days ago. So the woman did end up giving her to the soldier as promised. She didn’t protect her from that terrible fate.

The woman who had raised her just so easily put her to sleep and let some savage stranger collect her as his trophy wife even after she'd begged her not to.

“Who did you think an orphan like you was gonna marry? A prince? This is not a fairytale kingdom! I’m doing you a favour.” She remembered the woman’s demeaning comment and how she mocked her in front of the rest of the girls.

“No, no.” She shook her head, tears pearling in her frightened eyes, “there must have been a mistake.”

“Oh, little human, quit whimpering. There’s been no mistake; you’re my mate.” His big thumb swiped across her chin. “I have you now and I’m never gonna let you go,” he told her with longing she didn’t understand.

His words made the dam collapse as she burst into tears, loud sobs tearing through her chest as she hunched over and cried.

This couldn’t be her fate. She knew she wasn’t the prettiest or the slimmest of girls out there, but she didn’t deserve this. She didn’t deserve to end up as a reward for some metal-armed monster. She was a good girl, she’s always been good. She deserved better.

Why did it have to be her that they offered? Why did it have to be anyone? Everyone knew what he was and who he was and they still handed her over like she meant nothing.

“Shush now, enough crying. I don’t like the sight of puffy eyes. Come on, you’re ruining our wedding night,” the orc said, his expression bored as he started to take his heavy sweater off.

She wished she hadn’t looked up at him.

He was big. Huge. What wedding night was he talking about? Was he trying to destroy her? End her?

“What are you doing?” She trembled as the words left her.

He raised a suggestive eyebrow and she chocked on a sob.

“No, no, please.” She shook her head again, crying harder.

“Stop. Crying,” he warned, grinding his teeth and she stopped her wailing at once, swallowing the lump stuck in her throat.

“Much better. Now get yourself out of these clothes,” the orc demanded, his fingers hooking themselves under the hem of her oversized, handed down pullover.

“Please don’t do this.” Her heart was hammering in her chest, her eyes frantically searching for an exit.

“You have one minute to be standing bare in front of me or I’m gonna have you find out what I do to those who make me repeat myself,” he seethed, his eyes hard as they pinned her in place.

“I— I’ve never…” she muttered, her face growing hotter as she fiddled her fingers, “please, I can’t.”

“Oh, you’ve never been fucked, little human?” He teased her, his smile bordering on a smug smirk.

She winced at his vulgar language but nodded, “I’ve never been with a man, in any way.”

Tears were back to her cheeks again at her humiliating confession. She knew it was her last hope and if he didn’t have mercy on her because of that then nothing was going to stop what he was about to do to her.

“Never?” He asked again, circling around her just to see her tremble under his starved gaze.

“Never,” she whispered, feeling as uncomfortable as never before.

“That’s okay. I’ll teach you all the tricks,” the orc chuckled, playing with her hair and she could all but sob again, "I'm only half orc after all".

Was that supposed to be comforting?!

It just made her sob harder.

“What did I say about crying?”

“Please let me go.” She begged, body shaking with her sobs.

“No.”

“W—Why not? I’ll give you all I have if you let me out of here. Anything you want. Please.” She cried and pled although she knew she had nothing to give him.

“I have all I want right here.” He leaned forward to smell her hair, his huge arm squeezing her side almost gently.

If she wasn’t so terrified of what was to come next she would’ve seen the way he was looking at her like she was the most precious thing he has ever seen in his miserable life. Like she was an actual trophy that only he was lucky enough to win.

“Please—”

“40 seconds, little human,” he warned, his face scary and showing nothing but impatience and anger.

There was no way out of this, was there? The door was too far and even if she managed to get out, he would easily catch her and who knows what he’d do to her then. At least he’s asking ‘nicely’ for now. Nice enough for a rough snow orc with a metal arm.

Her hands couldn’t stop shaking as she grabbed her pullover and just stood there fiddling.

“Could— could you look the other way, please?” she pleaded, her eyes too ashamed to meet his.

The orc huffed before giving her his back and allowing her these few seconds of privacy.

He thought it was ridiculous though because he was going to turn around and see her anyway, but decided he’d try and be understanding just because it was her first night with him.

“You’re not wearing that many clothes,” he complained after a minute and she whimpered behind him.

He took it as his cue to turn around and when he did she was as naked as the day she was born, holding the large sweater to her chest, trying to cover up.

“Let me see you now, come on,” the orc cooed, licking his lips at the sight of what was exposed of her before slowly pulling the item of clothing out of her death grip.

She stood there shivering from both cold and fear, shyness gnawing at her insides as the brute’s eyes skimmed down every nude inch of her.

Hell, she was beautiful. Goddesses had nothing on his bride.

“Now why would you hide such beauty from me, hmm?” He bit his lip, taking her hand in his larger one, “come here.”

She choked on another whimper as he forced her closer to his body. She could feel the heat radiating off of his chest and it made her shiver more.

The orc’s rough palms massaged her arms before settling on her bare hips, holding her close to him.

“The name’s Bucky, just so you know what to scream,” he whispered in her ear, softly kissing the spot behind her earlobe.

He felt her tense in his hold and tried to ignore the way it made him feel.

“Please,” she tried one more time but swallowed the rest of her words when Bucky’s face showed irritation.

“I’m sure I can make you cry and beg just fine, little human. Stop wasting both outside of bed,” he told her, his voice firm and authoritative, making her wipe her tears away at once.

“Speaking of the bed, go lay down for me, will you, sweet thing?”

His soft tone scared her more than his harsh one and she didn’t know what was real. It still felt like a nightmare that she would wake up from any moment.

Every muscle in her body was taut, tense with anxiety. Her face burned with disgrace from being exposed like this for the first time in her life and not willingly either.

This wasn’t how her first time was supposed to be. She shouldn’t be forced into it, let alone with an enormous half orc who had no feelings for her and neither she for him.

She desperately wanted to cry it out, but squeezed her eyes shut before she could so Bucky wouldn’t scold her again.

He climbed on top of her, caging her legs between his as his muscly arms framed her head, supporting himself up.

It might’ve been her mind trying to calm her down, but she didn’t think she saw Bucky looking at her with lust. She was expecting to see nothing in his eyes but hunger, like a ravenous beast would look at a piece of meat, but instead she could see… admiration?

Bucky wanted to kiss her but thought against it and pressed his lips to her cheek instead, letting them travel down to her jaw so he could reach her neck.

“Please go easy on me,” she whispered her plea when she felt Bucky’s ‘thing’ poke around her naked thighs.

He was big. So big.

Even if she had had sex before this night, she knew no man could have been enough preparation for the size she was making him out to be.

Bucky didn’t reply, letting his lips kiss and suck on her neck and when he pressed them to her pulse point, he felt like shit about himself.

Her heart was beating like crazy, pounding so hard it must’ve hurt inside her chest.

She didn’t want it at all. She was clearly scared and if her heart was hammering like that he could only feel bad for making her do this.

Bucky pulled away to look at her, her eyes were shut tight, her body trembling still and her fists closed up by her sides as she desperately tried to regulate her breathing.

He let his hand touch her tummy and she quivered but didn’t try to move away. He kissed between her breasts and she whimpered in fear, quickly biting her lip after.

Bucky took a deep breath before gliding his hand up her leg, watching as she her teeth almost drew blood from her lower lip as she bit down hard to prevent herself from crying, panting through her nose.

When he reached her inner thighs she was digging her fingernails in her palms so hard she was sure she’d hurt herself.

Bucky tried to be gentle as he slowly slipped a thick finger up further to touch the cut of her.

She whimpered again but Bucky didn’t stop, dipping the tip of his finger in just a little bit to feel her. He could see her trying so hard not to close her legs as her thighs shook and she started nearly gasping, her eyes still tightly closed.

Bucky swiped his finger between her lips and she was dry as a desert.

She wasn’t wet for him at all. She wasn’t anything but petrified. Nothing about her told him that she wanted this.

Bucky took his hand away and sat back, letting out a sigh as he ran his big hand through his hair.

He didn’t care what the humans of the kingdom thought about him, he knew he wasn’t actually a monster. He thought he could do it even if she didn’t want it, but he couldn’t. He thought it was enough if he wanted and knew how to do it, but it wasn’t.

He knew he didn’t need love to make babies, nor did he need her agreement. But Bucky just couldn’t hurt her, not like that.

He could get her wet enough with his tongue, but he couldn’t find it in himself to force her into this, not on their first night and not in a million years.

He couldn’t set her up for a war she would lose with her own body when her heart and mind wanted nothing to do with him. He knew how big he was; he knew it would be torture for her if she didn’t want it.

Bucky hated that she looked so scared of him. He didn’t want to scare her further. Maybe at first he'd found it amusing, but for some reason that wasn’t the case anymore.

The way she was hiccupping and trembling under him was anything but a turn on.

He couldn’t go through with this.

“Get dressed,” Bucky said as he got up from the bed, pulling his own pants up his thick thighs, ignoring his hard cock.

“W-what?” She opened her eyes, her eyelashes wet with unshed tears as she stared at him blankly.

Was she imagining this?

“Now, before I change my mind.” He really didn’t like repeating himself.

“O-okay! Thank you.” She hated that he made her stutter so much.

Bucky gave her his back, putting his own sweater back on and she got up quickly, nearly stumbling off the bed as she reached for her underwear and slipped it on. Her pullover was next and when her head was through, she noticed Bucky standing by the door, watching her.

She went to grab her shoes but Bucky’s chuckle stopped her.

“What are you doing?” he asked, making her unsure again.

“Getting my shoes?”

“I can see you. Why?”

“So— uh.. so you could take me back?”

“Take you back where exactly?” He folded his arms again and she felt nervous as she swallowed, coming to learn that this was probably not a good sign.

“To the orphanage? I mean, you’re letting me go, right?” She sounded so hopeful, he hated it.

“No.” His definitive answer shattered her hopes.

“What? Why not?” She started to tear up again and Bucky found himself turning his eyes away from her distressed ones.

“You’re my wife, that’s why.”

“But it isn’t supposed to be me! Marry someone else!” She screamed, tears streaming down her face.

“But it’s you I have here. I don’t want anyone else. You’re my mate now.”

Mate? What was he talking about?! They didn’t know each other! And she wasn’t an animal!

“But you’re not mine!”

“I will never let you go and that’s the end of it.” Bucky’s growl shut her right up.

She stared at him in horror and maybe even contempt, but Bucky didn’t care.

“But you said get dressed,” she cried out her disappointment because she really thought he had had mercy on her and was letting her go, but it seemed like he only decided to postpone her torture instead.

“Don’t try to leave because I’ll find you anyway and if I don’t, well, you’d probably be eaten,” he told her, ignoring her comment before grabbing his axe and a lamp.

“Where are you going?” She wiped her nose with the back of her hand.

She might hate him but that didn’t mean she wanted him to leave her alone in the middle of nowhere.

“Gonna go get some more wood to get us through the night. There’s food and water in the kitchen.” She nodded and he opened the door and stepped out.

“B-Bucky?” It was the first time she said his name since the night started and the orc had no idea his name could sound so sweet.

“Hmm?”

“Thank you anyway,” she said, her hushed tone grateful yet laced with sadness.

Bucky only nodded before shutting the door behind him, locking it from the outside.

Bucky found himself slamming his axe down on the wood more vigorously than usual. He had a lot inside of him and it had to be released. He couldn’t stop thinking about the way she cried and bit back sobs at his touch.

What’s happened to him? Bucky loved nothing more than scaring these pretentious humans of the kingdom! He found incomparable joy in the way they would cower down before his intense gaze whenever he would growl or flex his left arm. He had no problem talking them down, taunting them or even threatening them. So why on earth was it so difficult for him to continue to be like that to her?!

Why did he care so much all of sudden?! Why was it so hard for him to continue to be hard on her?! She seemed like someone who would follow orders just fine. Why didn’t he give her some?

Bucky picked her because she caught his eye. Because he deserved her. He deserved a bride and a family after all that he’d lost while fighting the kingdom’s people’s fights for them. It was the least they could gift him in return. A woman, a new life.

Another growl left Bucky’s chest as he slammed his axe down again.

He couldn’t go back to the cottage with a hard cock. He only had so much control. He needed to get it all out now.

This was going to be hard.

She continued to cry after Bucky was gone. She wasn’t really thankful he didn’t rape her when he could have, she just didn’t want to fall under his wrath had she tried to argue further.

She was always so scared, of everyone and everything. Always bending to the storm and never fighting back. And look where that had gotten her…. A cast out orc’s wife.

Was that really how her fate was drawn? Was that what was meant for her after so many lonely years in the orphanage?

Her thoughts were cut off by the sound of the key turning followed by the cottage’s door being kicked.

She swallowed the rest of her whimpers as she watched Bucky’s arms enter first, a bunch of cut wood in them.

He was so strong. She was sure he could crush her skull with his bare hands if he wanted to. The thought alone sent yet another shiver down her spine.

Bucky kicked the door closed before walking to the fireplace and setting the wood pieces beside it. He put some inside to keep the fire alive before getting up and looking at her with a look she couldn’t pin down.

“Have you been sitting here the whole time?” Bucky asked her upon noticing how she was curled up on the floor next to the bed, her face streaked with dried tears and her nose and lips swollen.

“Y-yes.” Her voice was hoarse from the constant sobbing.

“You didn’t eat anything?”

She shook her head and Bucky sighed loudly.

He walked to the kitchen and she could hear a fridge being opened. Then a match was lit and something metal sat down on the stove.

A few minutes later Bucky was coming out of his kitchen with a large glass of warm milk. He looked at her as he put the glass on the table.

“I put honey in there to help soothe your throat.”

“I- I don’t want to. Thank y—”

“Come here and drink your milk.” One glare and she was scrambling to the only seat on the table before the steaming glass.

“Don’t leave one single drop in there,” he told her before walking to the wooden closet in the corner.

Bucky got himself something clean and comfy to wear as well as a towel.

“I’m gonna go clean up,” he informed her in case she needed to go to the bathroom but she only nodded so he went on his way.

She watched the door to the bathroom shut and let out the breath she was holding before standing up.

Walking around the room, she found a stack of papers on the smaller table by the window. One was their marriage certificate that she hasn’t even gotten the choice whether or not to sign. She thought about throwing it in the fire, but it would likely cause her more problems than she would want to handle at the moment. Under it was what looked like a contract that they made this orc sign. Her chest tightened and tears pricked her eyes again.

It wasn’t enough that they gave her to a stranger, but they’d handed her out to an exiled orc, signing contracts to close their deal of selling her. What had she done to anyone to ever deserve this?

The room was suddenly too quiet when she looked around again. The milk before her looked tempting and she was hungry, but the door looked better and she was entrapped.

She slowly walked closer as she could hear water running inside the bathroom and when she twisted the handle, the door opened. Just like that. Bucky had forgotten to lock it and now was her chance.

The thunder cracked outside once more as if in warning, but she didn’t pay it any mind. It was now or never.

Part II

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supercap2319 · 17 days

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Y/N: *Sees Bucky on his motorcycle* "Wow. I'd like to ride me that sometime."

Bucky: *Turns to him and smiles* "Oh, really? Well, thanks, doll. I really appreci–"

Y/N: "–Oh. I was talking about your motorcycle." *Walks over to Bucky's motorcycle* "Such a hot piece of equipment. I'd ride it all night long."

#x male reader #male reader insert #male x male #bucky barnes #bucky x reader #bucky x you #bucky x male reader #Bucky Barnes x male reader #james buchanan barnes #winter soldier #Winter soldier x male reader #sebastian stan

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sarahowritesostucky · 2 months

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Sexuality Profile: Bucky

Mature Content below the break. Consume Responsibly.

Bucky Barnes is the biggest sweetheart, not only of your five daddies, but of ALL the clients you ever had in the past.

Your other daddies all assume positions of dominance and power, whereas Bucky is largely submissive.

But more so than submissive, you think of him as needy. He needs a lot of tender affection, reassurance, and care.

Bucky's one of those guys who goes to his sex worker in lieu of therapy. He's been through a ton of trauma and needs the comfort and safety you offer.

He's the shyest and most guarded of all your guys, it took a long time to get him to open up to you.

He has a massive service kink.

He brings you fresh flowers every. single. time. he visits you.

When he visits you, you always have him kneel and offer up whatever guns and knives he's carrying to you. It's more an act of trust and submission than it is about true safety.

He calls you "Doll," "Sugar," and "malyshka."

When he's feeling very submissive he'll call you "ma'am," and when he's even more submissive and open, he'll call you "mommy"

He can tend to regress during sex, though you'll never bring it up because you know he would balk at being told he exhibits any sort of "little" behavior.

You call him James more often than you call him Bucky.

Of all your guys, he makes the sweetest whimpers, whines, keens and mewls. It's equal parts sexy and adorable.

He was forcibly castrated during his time with Hydra, and has no scrotum or testicles, just a slightly looser bit of skin where they were.

He is extremely self-conscious about this.

When you first met him, he was impotent and only hired you to snuggle and have non-sexual intimacy.

Once you found out what the problem was, you told him about testosterone replacement patches. He was so happy, he cried.

He's been the most vulnerable with you out of all five guys, and as a result you feel the most tender towards him.

He first hired you right after his friend Steve left him. He was in a very bad place, at the time.

You play with his hair a lot.

He likes to have his arm off during sex. It's almost like a kink or ritual, for you to specifically take it off of him.

He's the only one of your guys who is uncut. And you love it. P in V sex with him feels better than with any of your other guys.

Bucky cares much more about your orgasm than his. He likes being told that he's making you feel good and that he's being a good boy.

He's often very desperate, needy, and flustered during sex, just whining and humping you like a puppy.

You give him a lot of oil massages, both for his back from how much the arm pulls on his muscles, and prostate massages.

Because of the serum, he's capable of having multiple orgasms with almost no refractory period. You love edging him until he's trembling and begging.

Lloyd and Kemp don't mind a finger during blowjobs, but Bucky really loves anal play. Pegging is something you two do fairly regularly.

And his one fantasy that he hasn't yet confided/fulfilled? Having you say his trigger words and controlling him but not hurting him at all, just taking care of him (He's already been "deprogrammed," he just imagines that as the ultimate level of vulnerability and intimacy with you).

If there's something you want to know about Sugar Baby and any of her five daddies, feel free to shoot me an ask!

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thehandsresisthim · 3 months

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“headcanon: stronger!reader dating bucky”

content: nsft, bucky x reader, very slight d/s dynamics, gn!reader, dom!reader, sub!bucky, takes place post catws, no desc. of readers body (altho there is a mention of reader being very strong/able to overpower bucky, but how that comes about is open to interpretation)

word count: ~500

james ‘bucky’ barnes who has a bit of a crush on you since you’ve been introduced to each other

｡☆ﾟ…who sees you beat other men in hand-to-hand to combat and can’t help but admire you

｡☆ﾟ…who catches himself watching you fight, and wonders if you can beat him too

｡☆ﾟ…who ends up shyly asking you to fight him too, and who can’t help but feel happy when you beat him

｡☆ﾟ…who feels a strange comfort in knowing that you can physically overpower him

｡☆ﾟ…who is now more comfortable in accepting his feelings for you, since he knows now that you’ll be able to handle him should he “get out of control”

｡☆ﾟ…who catches himself imagining being praised by you, and finds the concept quite attractive

｡☆ﾟ…who ends up dreaming about you cooing at him and making him feel all pretty

｡☆ﾟ…who desperately wants you to make him feel like he’s good, and worthy of praise

｡☆ﾟ…who starts to spend more time around you, and who seems to enjoy it when you ask him to do things for you

｡☆ﾟ…who ends up giving you a bouquet of your favourite flowers and shyly asking you out

｡☆ﾟ…who beams with happiness when you say yes

｡☆ﾟ…who feels safe with you in a way that he has not in a long time

｡☆ﾟ…who slowly opens up more and more to you

｡☆ﾟ…who, after some time, has enough courage and trust in himself to sleep next to you

｡☆ﾟ…who hugs you whilst making sure that his left arm doesn’t touch you, because he’s still worried that you see him as some kind of monster

｡☆ﾟ…who whimpers when you start to gently kiss his left shoulder, and then carefully kiss all over the vibranium material of his arm

｡☆ﾟ…who catches himself getting turned on as you praise him

｡☆ﾟ…who quickly covers his mouth as you gently kiss his neck

｡☆ﾟ…who whines when you ask him to stop holding back his noises, but nods and does so regardless

｡☆ﾟ…who openly moans when you kiss his neck again

｡☆ﾟ…who unconsciously starts humping against your thigh

｡☆ﾟ…who twitches when you ask him if he wants you to touch him

｡☆ﾟ…who loses the ability to speak when you ask so caringly, and just nods and moans

｡☆ﾟ…who goes into total pillow prince mode once you gently undo his belt and carefully undress him

｡☆ﾟ…who just goes ‘please, please please, please…’ or ‘t-thank you, thank you’ or ‘i love you…’

｡☆ﾟ…whose words become slurred and interrupted by his moans and whines

｡☆ﾟ…who looks so happy once you push him over the edge - either with your mouth or your hands, he’ll be so grateful either way

｡☆ﾟ…who is insistent on returning the gesture, obsessed with making you feel good too

｡☆ﾟ…who feels absolutely elated when you allow him to, but also understands if you don’t

｡☆ﾟ…who looks up at you, a look of utter devotion in his blue eyes, hoping to satisfy you

｡☆ﾟ…who finally feels at peace when you both fall asleep next to each other

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funnyexel · 3 months

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addiction

his hands burn down your body, leaving a fiery sensation in its wake. you hate it. you hate the way you shiver when his metal fingers twist your nipple in a corrupted pleasure. you especially hate the way he smirks at you when you moan and whimper for more.

the way your legs wrap around his waist when he forces himself on you. ripping off your clothes in a lustful rage and having no regard for your consent, when he already knew you yearned for this moment.

this very moment when he wraps his icy and soulless palm around your neck and pounds into your cervix with no regard for the wellbeing of your intestines. like you could even focus on that while being intoxicated by his overbearing scent of sweat and desire. his eyes entrapping you in a sinful gaze.

you should be scared. scared beyond belief but you aren't. you aren't and that's what will make you hate yourself when you finally are casted out of his spell. but now. you are mentally and physically wrapped around him. for better and definitely for worse.

as you moan and scream when he beats against your womb, he can't help but let a dark chuckle slip past his lips. this shook you to your core but the twisting in your stomach gave you tunnel vision to his clear enjoyment and break in character.

one goal. one objective in your mind.

your vision is blurred when your walls squeeze onto him in an torturing orgasm. and for a moment there you had clarity. you had it in your hands, in your grasp. but you lose it when he licks up your neck like a starving man stuck in a mental state of war.

you hate him. you hate this. but like a moth to a flame, you know you'll go right back to him with open arms and open legs.

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bumblesimagines · 12 days

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Imagine:

Being visited by Bucky Barnes

Request: Yes or No

Pronouns: Gender Neutral! Reader, They/Them/Theirs

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You listened to a mixture of the radio's music station, the news on the television, and the lively city outside your apartment where the honking of cars and overlapping sound of chatter created a song of its own. You spared the TV a glance before returning your attention to the clothes scattered around the bed, sorting through them and folding each article. It still felt odd, in some way, to return to a normal life after years of being kept busy with S.H.I.E.L.D. So many missions, so many close calls, so many enemies. You could hardly recall the distant, fuzzy memories of your life before becoming an agent. It'd all been so different back then.

Your fingers curled around a small shirt and you raised it up, fondly gazing over the Captain America t-shirt your son had begged you to buy a few weeks prior. Your little reason for leaving the agent's life behind, to ensure he'd never become collateral damage or just another civilian casualty. Still, the news of his existence had been the only reason you left. If it'd been up to you, you would've continued working alongside Nick Fury and the Avengers team. But life forged another path for you.

With a soft sigh, you folded up his shirt and set it atop his pile of clothes. You scooped them up into your arms and headed toward his bedroom, delicately setting the small tower of clothes on the bed. The sound of the dryer stopped and you hummed quietly to yourself, stepping out of his room and making your way through the apartment to the small laundry room, picking up the basket along the way. You set the basket down and popped open the dryer, crouching down and tugging the warm, dried clothes into the basket until the dryer was empty. You slipped your fingers around the handles and rose, only to flinch at the sight of the figure watching you. The basket slipped from your hands, landing on the ground with a soft thump as you instinctively backed up. Your mind flickered through the various spots where you'd hidden different guns and knives before finally recognizing the man.

"You need a better security system," Bucky murmured, his arms folded over his chest as his gaze trailed over the hallway he stood in. You inhaled deeply, pressing a hand to your chest and feeling your heart thumping wildly, the beginning of a headache creeping in from the scare.

"Christ, Barnes," You exhaled, rubbing your fingertips over your forehead. "I have a front door."

"Didn't want to start rumors that could get back to your boy." He responded with a light shrug, his vibrant blue eyes returning to your figure. "Cute kid, by the way. It's a good thing he takes after you."

You pursed your lips and rolled your eyes, noting the way the corner of his lips quirked up into a faint amused smile. "Yeah, whatever, Barnes. Why are you here, anyway? You couldn't have given me a call?" You asked him, picking the basket back up from the floor and stepping out into the hallway.

"I don't have your number," Bucky said, following you to the living room and arching a brow when you dumped the clothes over the couch. He tore his attention away from the mess to focus on you again and cleared his throat. "I am no longer the Winter Soldier. I am James 'Bucky' Barnes, and you're part of my efforts to make amends. As per my pardon... and therapy sessions, I am to make amends with those I've hurt and fix the things I did as the Winter Soldier."

"You broke into my apartment-"

"The window by the fire escape was unlocked. I'd hardly call it breaking in. Like I said, you need a better security system." You squinted at him. Bucky sighed heavily. "Yes, I broke into your apartment."

"Uh-huh, so, you did that to... apologize? For what, exactly? Shooting at me? Dislocating my shoulder? Nearly breaking my leg? Trying to kill my boss and coworkers?"

"All- All of that. I... I was in the neighborhood and you were on my list. I thought I'd stop by and apologize for the damage I caused or could've caused." Bucky explained, reaching into the pocket of his coat and pulling out a small notebook. He slipped the pen out from the spiral and flipped through the pages until he stopped on one and crossed something out. With that done, he tucked it back into his coat. "I was actually hoping I could make it up to you."

"Yeah?" You raised your brows at him and began sorting through your laundry, shaking your head lightly at the whole ordeal. "And how exactly are you planning to do that, Barnes?"

"This isn't exactly how I'd do this typically but... I thought I could take you out to dinner."

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bingbongsupremacy · 4 months

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Forget Me Not Pt. 1

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: idk lmk if there are some I should add. Hospital maybe?

Summary: After an unexpected encounter with HYDRA, Bucky is left without memory of who you are.

*Not Proof Read*

*****

As soon as I heard the news I rushed to the hospital.

Everyone let me through, eyes filled with pity and knowing. A knowledge of something I don't know.

Steve sends me a sympathetic look, his eyes hiding what's to come.

" Y/N- " Tony begins, attempting to block me from the hospital room.

" Let me through, Tony. " I state tensely. What are they keeping from me? What the fuck happened?

" We need to talk first. " Tony continues to block me.

I push past him. " We'll talk after. I need to see him. " I argue.

" Y/N, listen to me. He's not the same. " Tony whispers. " He....HYDRA found him. "

I snap towards Tony. " What? "

Tony nods. " HYDRA found him on our mission. They...they wiped his memory. "

My heart sinks. " Completely? "

" Not completely. "

His words spark hope in my mind.

" He just...he doesn't know what year it is. He thinks he just got back from war. " Tony states softly.

I let out a shallow breath. " I want-I need to see him. Please Tony. " My voice shakes.

Tony hesitates. Pepper gently places a hand on his bicep, whispering something into his ear. " Fine. Just...he's not the same, Y/N. He's not the same man you knew. "

Tony steps to the side, allowing me to pass.

I step into the sterile white room. A blue sheet blocks my vision from seeing my boyfriend. The room is silent, the soft beeping of a machine playing as the only noise.

I pull back the curtain and am immediately met with the sight of Bucky. Stitches cover his arm and face. A nasty bruise sits around one of his eyes. His hair is pulled out of the way of his face. His breath is shallow from sleep.

I stand still, taking in the sight in front of me.

I'm surprised with Bucky lets out a small groan. " Steve? " He asks softly.

I shake my head as he opens his eyes. Confusion fills his face. " I'm not Steve. " I whisper, unsure what to say. How do you tell someone you're their partner of 3 years?

" Are you a nurse? " Bucky's voice sounds dry, like he hasn't drunk water in weeks.

" Buck, " Steve's voice replies from behind me. He places a hand a comforting hand on my shoulder. " This is Y/N. They're your- "

I cut Steve off, shaking my head. " Friend. " I interrupt. " You probably don't remember me, " Pain shudders through my heart while I lie. " But we hung out all the time. " I try to conceal the pain in my voice. " I...I just wanted to check on you. "

Bucky attempts to sit up. " I-I'm sorry...I don't remember you. "

" I know. " I send him a tight lipped smile. " It's okay. I don't expect you to. "

Steve's hand holds my shoulder a little tighter, as if he's trying to soothe me in some way.

" I'm going to go. " I turn away from the two men. I can't be here. Not now.

He has no idea who I am.

" Wait! " I hear Bucky shout behind me.

I don't turn around, knowing that looking at him will set the flood gates open.

" I'm sorry...I don't know what I did to upset you...I'm sorry I don't remember you. " Bucky apologizes.

I nod stiffly. " It's not your fault. " I rub my eyes. " I'm gonna go, you get better, Barnes. "

I rush out of the room, not wanting to see the man any longer.

" You didn't need to lie. " Tony shuts the door behind me.

" Tony, if he found out we were dating it would just make everything awkward. " I shake my head. " I didn't want to confuse him. He's got a lot to adjust to. Adding in a partner would make it ten times worse. "

Tony sighs. " What if he finds out? " Tony asks. " Won't he be pissed? "

I met his gaze. " He won't. He can't. Tell the others not to say anything. He needs to get better, this would make it worse. "

" What if it helps him? To know you're there for him? To know you've been with him this long- "

" He has Steve. Steve's been with him way longer than me. I'm still going to talk to him. " Maybe. " I just won't complicate things. "

Tony nods. " Alright, I'll let them know. "

I'm doing this for his sake.

Right?

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steviethorn · 2 months

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Bucky as a Boyfriend Headcanons! (Part 1, Pre-dating)

Authors note: just so you guys know, these may be short but I will do more parts. Making longer entries will take more time because of school and work etc. so whether it’s Headcanons or fanfiction, this condition applies. Also, I will include a song in each of my posts that’s kinda like his feelings or messages to you. That’s why it’s there in case you’re curious. Sorry for the inconvenience but anyway, let’s get started!

Song:

So we all know this man is really traumatized. He tries his best and he’s slowly getting better. When he gets to the point of thinking he can be in a relationship and he starts flirting… you may not know it.

At first you just think he’s being friendly. He goes out of his way to show interest in you such as standing closer to you, asking more questions about yourself, etc.

He also may show he’s interested in you by doing things for you. Acts of service is one of his love languages and as much as people would disagree, I think physical touch would be another.

It’s because he’s not good at saying how he feels. Verbal communication is harder for him. He’s not as emotionally open but he will show it. He’ll do things for you, sticks up for you, hold your hand, cuddle etc.

But in the beginning it won’t be as noticeable because like he said in tfatws, he hasn’t done this in a long time and he has to get used to it again. He’ll go slow and it won’t be that noticeable.

Anyway, he will eventually work his way up to awkward but obvious flirting and most of it isn’t what he says, it’s how he says it, if you know what I mean. He’ll show it physically how he’s interested in you. Such as, looking you up and down, lip biting, etc. but Bucky being Bucky he would immediately second guess his actions.

“Sorry, that was really dumb. I don’t know why I did that.”

And then you both would laugh about it.

None of it felt pressured for you. It just seemed like silly flirtatious bonding.

When it gets to the point that it’s obvious and you know he likes you, he will be comfortable enough to take the initiative. He will, albeit awkwardly, ask you out on a date.

“So uh… I wondering if you’d be interested in.. going on a date? Um, with me..”

He would want to do something that you liked. He would be willing to push his comfort zone if it’s something you wanted to do.

“Heh, ice skating huh? Yeah, I’ve never gone ice skating before.. but yeah, we can go.” “No, yeah, it’ll be great.” he said chuckling at the idea of you both on the skating rink, you trying to teach him, and him trying to stay standing. “I can’t wait.”

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eekshade · 4 months

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Hello Eli.

I love your Bucky stories.

Could you write something about Bucky and his boyfriend?

After Bucky returns from a long mission, Y/N surprises him with a romantic dinner.

Surprise!

Bucky Barnes x m!reader

Word Count: 1101

Warnings/info: use of y/n, reader is playfully cocky, Bucky and reader live together in an apartment, reader drinks wine, fluff hopefully, not proofread

Y/n frantically raced from counter to counter putting away the ingredients that were no longer needed. His phone buzzed harshly against the counter catching his attention, “Just parked, see you soon.” The message sends his heart into a frenzy. He glances around the warm, dimly lit room, a smile growing on his s/c face as the feeling of pride bubbles in his chest. He takes a small spoonful of the simmering, soft orange sauce, bringing it to his lips; his smile grows as the tangy, slightly thick substance melts on his taste buds.

With a final nod he sets the spoon back onto the counter. He grabs two wine glasses, white napkins (that thankfully arrived on time), and two white candle sticks. The items are neatly placed in their respective places, the wax from the candles rubs off onto his shaky fingers causing an uncomfortable sensation to run through his veins and up his spine.

The loud sound of the door unlocking broke through the quiet apartment, causing the male to jump and swiftly walk to the nearest mirror checking out his appearance, straightening out the suit that draped across his torso. He hears Bucky take a few steps into the main entrance before stopping.

The smell of spices fill the brunet man’s nose, partnered by the soft jasmine and neroli candle lit in the corner of the room, bring a strong sense of comfort to the older man. A confused smirk dances on his chapped lips, he drops his bags next to the front door. Walking farther into the apartment, curiosity turns to amusement when he realizes what his boyfriend has done.

“Darling…?” he calls out, slight anxiety naws on his brain thinking he has forgotten something important “What’s this all for?” He glances around in search of his lover.

The younger man comes out from around the corner, his nervous smile brightens at the sight of Bucky’s lovesick eyes, “Surprise!”

“I -” Bucky searches the other’s face for something, anything, “I’m sorry but I don’t understand.” He says defeated.

“Well, I know how hard you’ve been working and I wanted you to know how proud I am.” As y/n says this he slowly makes his way to Bucky like a fox stalking a brittle, white bunny.

“Thank you doll.” Bucky says feeling unable to comprehend how someone could love him this much.

Y/n takes Bucky’s hand in his own, leading him to the small table adorned in a white table cloth, a dark red overlay and a black runner layered on top. A bundle of roses and baby’s breath sit in a darkly colored vase, candle sticks and all one could think of sat across the placements on each side of the vase.

Y/n pulls out Bucky’s chair for him, laying a quick kiss on the elder's temple as he sits. “And after I can draw you a nice warm bath,” y/n says, dragging out the first word, “even bought you some bath salts and such.” He mumbles onto Bucky’s forehead before leaving another kiss.

Y/n goes to move but Bucky grabs his wrist gently tugging him down to his level, “I love you.” Bucky quietly gushed before planting a suave kiss on y/n’s lips.

“I love you,” y/n echoed, “now can I get the dinner I have just so lovingly prepared?” He jested, Bucky grinned back as he let go of y/n’s wrist.

Y/n walks into the kitchen for a few moments fixing up two plates with the orange pasta gently grating parmesan cheese on top of the dressed up noodles, elegantly walking back to the table and setting them down while softly spinning to go retrieve the deep, dark red wine, before pouring it into the two glasses, finally he pulls a lighter out of his pocket lighting the candles.

“Thank you, y/n.” The use of his first name caused him to glance up only to be met with a teary eyed Bucky.

Choosing to not embarrass the other y/n decides to go the humor route, “Thank me after you’ve tried it, lemme tell you I may or may not be the best cook to ever grace this lovely planet.” Bucky rolls his eyes lovingly at the e/c man.

Bucky is unable to hide his smile as he takes a bite, y/n’s eyebrow quirked up and hummed at the other man, “Oh yeah, I think you might just be.” He grins up at y/n.

“‘Course I am” y/n scoffs.

…

After a slow dinner Bucky feels the tiredness of the day, hell the last few weeks, start to overtake him. Y/n stands and takes the plates to the sink quickly rinsing them before placing them in the dishwasher, Bucky comes up to the other with the empty wine glasses going to wash them. Y/n grabs the glasses out of Bucky’s hand and puts them in the sink while softly scolding him.

“Let me take care of that.” Y/n uttered, “Your night isn’t over yet, come on.” Y/n leads him to the bedroom and connecting bathroom, he follows - content.

“Go to the bathroom and undress, I’ll be quick.” Y/n softly ordered, opening the closet to take out pajamas for the two of them.

“Well, I would say take me to dinner first but…” Bucky snickers.

Y/n rolls his eyes, “Just go.” Bucky puts his hands up and backs into the bathroom.

Bucky whistles eyeing what y/n put together earlier. He sits on the edge of the tub taking off his shoes, he then stands and grips the hem of his shirt pulling it over his head. Y/n walks into the bathroom immediately going to the tub turning on the water letting it run until it turns warm, on the hotter side. He slips the plug into the drain, gathering the supplies, sprinkling the salts into the water.

Once the water is all nice and ready y/n helps Bucky into the water. He steps away to turn on some slow jazz (particularly one album that Bucky listened to all the time when he was much younger), y/n kisses Bucky again right above the eyebrow, he stands to make his exit, both men laughing when his knees pop.

Y/n closes the door and makes his way back to the kitchen to finish cleaning up, and unpacking Bucky’s bags. He smiles widely at the thought of the man in the other room, listening to the very quiet music that drifted out through the home.

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davidlikesguys02 · 1 year

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Office Slut

Word count: 1,021

Warnings: 18+, blowjobs, face fucking, rimming, fingering, cumming in ass.

M/n: male name

E/c: eye color

GIF not mine

Kinktober 2022

“Steve, why don’t you fuck his mouth” “wait wait you and M/n have been having sex” “yea, listen why don’t we share him” “only if M/n is alright with it” you nod “so do you want to use his mouth or his hole” “I’m going to fuck his mouth” he began to undo his pants and walks closer to you, he raises your face so you’re looking up at him “you’re such a fucking slut M/n” “I know”

You open your mouth and watch as he slides his cock into your mouth, you watch as Bucky comes up towards Steve “does his mouth feel good Steve” he grips your head and begins to thrust his cock into your mouth “yeSs it feels so good” you watch as Bucky walks behind you. “Oh god so good” you feel as Bucky begins to lick and suck on your hole making you moan around Steve’s cock.

Your grip the desk under you from the pleasure Steve was giving you, Steve slowly removes his cock from your mouth “you're such a good slut for me M/n” he inserts his thumb into your mouth and you begin to suck on it. “Mhm Bucky” “yea doll?” “I want to taste you” “alright” he walks closer towards you and you open your mouth sticking your tongue out.

He slaps his cock on your tongue and slides his cock into your mouth, you watch as Steve begins to remove his clothes. He walk over towards you and Bucky “I’m going to fuck you know” he walks behind you and you feel as he inserts his fingers into your already losse. You let out a moan and watch as Bucky throws his head back, “you ready M/n?” “Mhm”

You feel as he slides his cock into your hole, Bucky takes this opportunity and slides his cock deeper into your mouth “shit M/n” Steve begins to thrust into you pushing you into Bucky. Bucky removes his cock from your mouth and looks down at you “you love taking our cocks don’t you M/n” “yes” you look behind you and watch as Steve throws his head back moaning.

He looks down at you and smiles “I wanna see your face as I fuck you M/n” he removes his cock from your hole and you flip yourself on the desk. He walks towards you and lays your legs on his shoulders, you watch as he sinks himself back in your hole making you lay your head on the desk “mhm Steve” he starts to thrust into you again.

You watch as Bucky walks over towards you and Steve, he pulls Steve into a passionate kiss making you moan. Bucky pulls away and looks down at you “you liked that” you nod and slowly open your mouth. Bucky inserts his cock back into your mouth.

You feel as he grips your throat and begins to thrust into your mouth, “ahhh M/n” you feel as the coil in your stomach gets tighter. You grip Bucky's ass pulling him closer towards you “shit, I’m gonna cum” you feel as your eyes roll the back of your head as the coil in your stomach finally breaks.

“SHIT” you feel as Bucky finally cums into deep in your throat, “ahhh” Bucky slot removes his cock from your mouth and leans down to look at you “you did so good for me M/n” he walks over to his chair and sits down and begins to watch as Steve f fucks you. You feel as Steve’s thrust become sloppy “You’re milking my cock M/n” Steve leans down and kisses you as he cums inside of you.

You pull him closer towards you, he pulls away and looks into your e/c eyes “I love you M/n” you smile and grab his face “I love you too Steve” “what about me M/n” you look behind Steve and smile “I love you too Bucky” you watch as he smiles. Steve begins to slowly remove his cock from your hole.

You feel as cum begins to leak from your hole, “fuck that looks hot M/n” you sit on the desk and watch as Buckys cock begins to get hard “someone’s exited” “wanna help me out with this?” He swings his cock at you, you get up and try to walk towards Bucky. Steve see as you are about to fall and runs to catch you “thanks” “you’re welcome”

He walks you over to Bucky and you sit on top of Bucky, you align his cock and sink all the way down. You grab his face and watch as he lets out a small moan, “you feel so good inside of me Bucky” you begin to move your hips up and down. You lean in to kiss him, moaning into his mouth.

He grips your hips tightly and begins to thrust into you at a fast pace, “ahhh Bucky” you throw your head back as Bucky thrust into you. You lean in and whisper into his ear “I want you to cum inside of me Bucky” you begin to kiss his neck.

You feel as he digs his nails into your hips “mhm I’m close M/n” he keeps thrusting into you and after a few seconds you feel as Bucky cums inside of you for the third time. “Mhm Bucky” you rise yourself off his cock and turn around to look at Steve.

You watch as he already has his clothes on, he walks over to you and Bucky and leans down to kiss you. He hands you a white card “how about you and Bucky meet me later tonight?” “Alright Steve” you watch as he walks out of the room he turns around one last time “I’ll see you later tonight”

He closes the door, you turn your attention to Bucky. “I had an amazing time Bucky” “I’m glad you did M/n” you kiss him one last time and get up to get changed “can’t wait for you and Steve to fuck my brains out later tonight”

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ru-xia · 1 year

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Bucky: Are you an idiot!? Why the fuck would you go out there!? Do you want to be killed!?

Y/n: So what if I am an idiot!? You do the same thing!

Bucky: It’s different when I get out there!

Y/n: Oh really!? How is it different!?

Bucky: Because you're not allowed to get injured!

Y/n: And you are!?

Bucky: Yes!

Y/n: That's absolutely stupid!

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Sam: So how long does this normally last?

Steve completely done with the bullshit: They'll be back to normal after they've fucked it out of their systems.

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supercap2319 · 2 months

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"Bucky, if you keep bouncing me like this i'll cum in my jeans."

"Then I guess we have to take your jeans off. Undies to just to be safe."

"Bucky, if you keep bouncing me like, I'll cum in my jeans." Y/N warned as the up down motion was making him hard in his jeans. The fabric was brushing against him sensitive head and leaving a real wet spot on his crotch. People will think Bucky scared him so bad that he wet himself, which wasn't true at all.

Bucky looks at him, a lazy grin on his handsome features. His blue eyes were shining with amusement and interest as he continued to thrust his hips upward. Bucky was in the middle of doing leg lifts and asked Y/N to straddle him for a little more weight.

"Then I guess we'll have to take your jeans and undies to just to be safe, doll." Bucky said.

Y/N blushed as bucky helped him up, his routine of thrusts temporarily forgotten as he helped Y/N pull his pants and underwear down before Bucky had him lay down as Bucky unceremoniously took them off his legs, leaving Y/N naked from the waist down besides his shirt and leaking precut.

"There. That's better. You should probably take off your shirt, too. Don't want any stains on it." Bucky winks.

He pulled off his shirt until he was finally naked for Bucky in the weight room while the Winter Soldier was in black shorts that had a tent in them and a black workout shirt. Y/N blushed hard as Bucky chuckled. "Back to it, doll."

Bucky started to thrust upward again,the friction between his soft shirt and rugged hard abs against Y/N's cock had him moaning like crazy as his dick was leaking like a faucet. "Oh, god!"

"That's it, Y/N." Bucky was panting only lightly. Being a supersoldier means he had more controlled stamina than horny young Avengers. Y/N can't believe how easily Bucky brought him to the edge. What should he expect? Bucky's been pleasing men and women since before Y/N was born. The thought of Bucky being so experienced sent a thrilled down Y/N's body as he hoped Bucky would show him his experience.

"Don't hold back... go on, pretty boy." He said. "Fuckin' come all over my abs! Cum for your Sergeant." Bucky commands.

Y/N grabbed his broad shoulders and cried out as he shot his creamy load all over Bucky's muscular frame as Y/N rode his high. He was panting and sweating by the time Bucky stopped moving. He looked at Y/N and smiled.

"I could use a shower. Wanna shower with your Sergeant, doll?"

Y/N nods.

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Back To You

Summary: You and Bucky broke up due to your family’s disapproval of your relationship. So you left and went to London to study. After finishing college, you, now a doctor, return to America and reunite with your best friends. You also reunite with Bucky, who is now a CEO, and the two of you agreed to be friends…but it seems impossible when the feelings you try to leave behind still come back to you.

Pairings: CEO! Bucky Barnes x DOCTOR MALE! reader

FEM READERS DNI

You just finish doing your rounds in the hospital and Natasha goes to you, inviting you to have lunch with her, and you accept her invitation. The two of you grab your things before you leave the hospital.

“Oh, by the way, Tony called me earlier to tell me that we have dinner tomorrow,” she says as you two enter the restaurant. “But it will be in Bucky’s place.”

“Is there an occasion?” you ask.

“No. Tony just wants to have dinner tomorrow to have a little get-together since we haven’t done this lately,” she answers. “The last we had a get-together was the night you returned here.”

“Oh right,” you reply.

The two of you take your seats and order your food. As the waiter leaves your table, Natasha speaks again.

“So, how are you holding up for these past months?” she asks.

You shrug. “Well, to be honest, it's been a rollercoaster ride. Some days have been great and others not so much. But overall, I'm grateful for the good days. How about you? How are you and Steve?”

She smiles, biting her lower lip and blushing when you mention the redhead’s fiance’s name. You knew that she and Steve began dating in college during junior year, the two were so shy to approach each other, and Clint and Wanda needed to whack them on the head in 0rder to do it.

“Well, we’re doing really good. Our relationships going stronger and stronger,” she answers.

“That’s nice to hear,” you reply fondly.

Behind that smile, you also feel a small jealousy as you suddenly remember your past relationship with Bucky. You wish your relationship with him was like with Steve and Natasha, Tony and Pepper, and Clint and Laura. You wish your relationship with him was easy to accept from your families.

“I’m happy for you, Nat,” you say. “Like really.”

Seeing the real meaning of it behind your smile, she smiles sadly. “You know that you already have your freedom, Y/N,” she says and I easily understand what she’s referring to. “Your mother gave you that before she met her last breath.”

I frown. “I don’t know, Nat. I really broke him.”

“You didn’t have a choice, that’s why you did that,” she argues. “Now, you’re an adult, Y/N. You don’t need anyone who will judge or argue with you because of your choices, it’s your own choices now. You’re on your own. That same goes with Bucky, he’s on his own. He’s free now to choose his own choice.”

You frown, looking down at the table, you don’t know what to say. Silence comes between the two of you as Natasha watches you. You two didn’t speak for a moment as you busy yourself looking down at the table, while Natasha waits for you to speak.

“He loves you,” she says, breaking the silence between you, and you look up at her. “He still does. Even though he was waiting for nothing because he knew you wouldn’t return, he still loves you.”

Loves. Not loved.

“And when you returned here to America and agreed to be friends with him, he’s very happy because you didn’t forget about him or treat him as a stranger but a friend, who still loves the ugly and beautiful side of him. You two might have broken up but you two are still you. Bucky is still Bucky, and you are still you.”

Before you can reply or say anything to her, the waiter arrives with your orders, and after he serves your orders, he leaves the table.

“Can you tell me about what happened to Bucky after I left and went to London?” you ask.

She chuckles fondly. “Yeah, sure.”

You and Natasha eat your lunch while she tells you about Bucky since you refused to hear about Bucky when you were still studying in London to focus more on your studies. After all, it was your promise to each other before you went—achieve your dreams.

And you did.

~ ~ ~

At night, after coming home from the hospital, you take a bath, brush your teeth and wear a pair of pajamas and a T-shirt. But when you try to sleep, you can’t as you move and move until it irritates you as you hop off of the bed, running your fingers through your hair. You walk over to the window, looking at the night city outside. You can’t help but keep replaying Natasha’s words earlier.

She told you about what happened to Bucky after you left and went to London, and you can’t help but be proud of what he had done.

Flashbacks

“He was really broken. We didn’t see him for a while in school,” she said as she took a bite of her chicken.

While chewing your food, you listened to her intently.

“We even went to his house but he refused to speak to us or to see us. Even Steve, Bucky refused to talk to him,” she continues. “Then after four days, he finally went to school but he still didn’t talk to us and he even distanced himself from us. Until Steve had enough of it, so we confronted him, reminding him what you two promised to each other, and that he broke down in front of us.” She paused as she took a drink of her juice before she continued. “He broke down in front of us as he asked himself what was wrong with him that made your mother hate him so much and what was wrong with you that made his parents hate you so much.

“After we comforted him, we encouraged him to continue to achieve his goal because that was what you promised to each other. After that, he started to focus on his studies. It was rough at first but as the days went by, he managed to do it. He studied very hard, did all his school requirements, and passed all the exams.”

As you cut your beef with the knife, you look up at her again. “I thought he was studying law at that time because it was his parents’ choice.”

Natasha shook her head. “Since they disapproved of your relationship and you left, he became rebellious and chose the college course he really wanted. He became fair, actually. If his parents disapproved of his relationship with you, he then disapproved of the college course they wanted for him. When his parents learned that he didn’t take the law, they are forced to kick him out of the house and disowned him, and Bucky stayed with Steve during college.”

“What happened to him after college?” you asked as you took a bite of your beef.

“He proved to his parents that he would become a successful businessman. His aunt and uncle secretly helped him to start his business. At first, his aunt and uncle decided to loan Bucky a large amount of money but changed their mind and gave Bucky a very large amount of money to help him start. His business became very successful and he still paid back his aunt and uncle.”

“What happened to his parents after he established his business?”

“They moved to Philadelphia,”

You nodded as the two of you continued eating your lunch.

End of flashbacks

You have mixed reactions, and you’re not exactly sure what to say but you’re proud of him for what he accomplished. You’re proud of him because he didn’t let himself down or let the breakup bring him down. You’re proud of him because he still fought for the future he desired.

…And after all these years, despite how much you tried to let go of the feelings that you should leave behind…you still love him. How can you not be? He’s also the reason why you fought for the dreams you desired, and he’s the reason why you’re still fighting. You’re still fighting despite there are many times you tried to give up.

He loves you, Natasha’s words from earlier echo in your head. He still loves you after all these years.

You know that you already have your freedom, Y/N. You know that Natasha is right about that. Before you even came back here to America, you did already have your freedom after your mother gave you your deserved freedom before she died in a hospital bed. She made up to you before she died as she encouraged you to return and win back the person you never stop loving. You spent another two years in London after your mother passed away before you finally returned to America.

The next evening, you start getting ready as soon as you got home. Natasha and Steve both offer you a ride, which you gladly accepted it. You exit the bathroom to go to your walk-in closet. You grab a pair of dark jeans and a dark red polo shirt. You choose to dress simply since it’s not a big occasion. After you fix your hair, you wear your sneakers, and by that time, you receive a message from Natasha that they’re already waiting for him. You quickly grab your phone, keys, and wallet before you exit your apartment, locking the door, and exit the building to meet up with them.

The three of you arrive in Bucky’s penthouse. As the elevator door opens, a not so loud music welcomes you, and you can smell the foods whatever they’re preparing for.

“Bucky, Tony, we’re here!” Natasha calls out, intertwining her hand with Steve’s.

The three of you walk around the penthouse as if you own it. Tony, Clint, and Cody appear with cheerful smiles on their faces.

“Hey, glad you’re here now!” Clint greets them.

You hug each other and as you and Tony pull away from the hug, Bucky soon appears with a warm smile. His hair is still wet, he’s wearing a pair of dark blue jeans and a gray sweater. You also see that he shaved. He looks incredibly young and handsome.

“Hey, glad you made it,” he greets as he hugs Steve and Natasha before finally looking at you. “Hi.”

You smile shyly as you blush. “Hi.”

You two then share a hug. As soon as you wrap your arms around him, you smell the perfume you always bought for him when you were still dating. You close your eyes as you two linger on and after a few moments, you pull away.

“I’m glad you came,” he says softly.

You shrug. “I wouldn’t miss it.”

The two of you share a smile once more before you all make your way to the dining area. You and Natasha go to the kitchen where Pepper and Wanda are helping each other prepare dinner. As they notice your presence, they look up and smile widely.

“Well, hello, there!” They greeted you with a hug when you two approach them.

“Hi,” you greet them as well with the same wide smile, hugging them back.

After you greet them, you help them bring the food to the dining area. Sam and Thor finally arrive as well. As it’s all set up, you gather around the table. You bravely take a seat beside Bucky, who is surprised as well. As you sit down beside him, you catch Natasha’s gaze, and she’s just smiling at you.

As you all eat, you talk, laugh, and tell some jokes and embarrassing stories while you enjoy dinner. You can’t deny to yourself how much you miss this around your best friends. While also enjoying dinner, you feel Bucky’s gaze on you every four minutes. Are you complaining? Not at all.

~~~

When it’s almost midnight, they start getting ready to leave, retiring for the night. You’re not surprised that some of you get drunk. Clint and Natasha—oh these two. Tony gets drunk as well. As you’re ready to leave Bucky’s place, you suddenly need to use a restroom. You look at Steve, who has his arms around a drunk Natasha.

“I’m sorry but I’ll be quick, I just need to use a restroom,” you tell Steve. “You may wait for me in the parking lot.”

“Are you sure?” he asks.

“Yeah,” you nod, assuring him. “Tell Bucky as well.”

With that, you make your way to the restroom quickly. After using the restroom, you wash your hands before you exit the restroom. Before you make your way to the elevator, you stop when something grabs your attention. You gaze at the room, which the door is slightly open—enough for you to see the inside of it.

You observe your surroundings and realize that Bucky is in the kitchen, probably cleaning the dishes, you swallow hard before you walk over to the room. You didn’t mean to intrude but there’s a part of you that want to see this room and look at it for yourself. You quietly push the door open, you enter and realize it’s his study room.

His study room is quite huge. High ceilings, the walls are painted a soothing shade of gray, the wide desk itself is made of sturdy wood–painted gray, behind his office desk are wide bookshelves, you remember how much he loves to read different genres of books, there’s also an electric fireplace nearby, two gray sofas with a table between, and lastly, a few pictures in frames and the others are in wall collage form.

Walking over to the pictures, you look at them and realize it’s his pictures from when he was still a baby and a boy, obviously, his parents took them. He also has a picture of himself wearing a graduation toga and hat, and you smile at that. You then move your gaze toward the wall collage. The pictures consist of your group of friends, you were still in that pictures, and all of you were still young. Until now all of you are still acting like kids, well sometimes, but Tony is the most who acts like one.

As you look at the other pictures, you then spot yourself in several pictures. You easily recognize the first picture, you were playing piano in Tony’s old house where all of you had a first sleepover. The second picture is of you passed out in a bathtub after you got drunk at Clint’s party. The third picture is of you and Bucky, gazes locked with each other while your pinky fingers were hooked to each other. The fourth picture is of you and Bucky kissing upside-down as Bucky was sitting in the grocery cart and you were behind. The fifth picture of you was sleeping naked with a blanket covering your ass as you laid on your stomach, and there was also a picture of Bucky sleeping naked as well, a blanket covering his bottom as well but still enough to see his cock under of it and his v-line since the blanket was thin.

You realize the pictures were mostly of you and you and Bucky together. You are struck by the realization that these pictures weren’t just of you, they were a reflection of how Bucky saw you. The way he captured your smile, the curve of your neck, the way your hair fell across your face - it is all so familiar. In these pictures, you can see how much you’ve grown and how much you’ve changed since you first met. The way his smile reached his eyes, the curve of his arm around my waist, the way he looked at you with such intensity - all of it captures the essence of our love.

You hear footsteps behind you, causing you to jump a little, you turn around and see Bucky walking in.

“I’m sorry, I just used a comfort room,” you apologize sincerely. “I didn’t mean to intrude.”

He shakes his head. “You’re not.”

You look at him for a moment before you slowly nod and turn to look at the pictures again.

“You never throw them away,” you say. “The pictures of the two of us, I mean. You still have them even though we ended things between us.”

Bucky stands beside you, looking at the pictures as well. “Even though our relationship might be over, the memories captured in those pictures are a part of my past and a reminder of the love that once existed. So, throwing them away feels like erasing a part of myself. Those pictures are a testament to the happiness we shared and the moments we created together, and I just can't bring myself to let go of that history and those memories.”

Hearing those words, you can't help but feel a sense of nostalgia and sadness. It's never easy to let go of a relationship and the memories that come with it, especially when they're captured in physical form. You can understand Bucky's hesitation to throw away those pictures - they represent a time in your life that was filled with love and happiness.

Before you can say anything else, your phone rings in your pocket, interrupting you and Bucky.

You fish out your phone and see Steve’s name on the caller ID. You swipe to answer.

Before he can talk, you interrupt him. “Steve, you may go now. I’ll just take a cab.”

“Is there something wrong?” he asks worriedly.

“Y-Yeah, kinda,” you answer hesitantly. “It’s hard to explain, but I’ll be fine. Just take Natasha home.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” you assure him. “Take care.”

“Take care,”

With that, you end the call, looking at the pictures again for a moment. There’s a silence between you for a moment before Bucky clears his throat.

“Why did you return?” Bucky asks plainly. There’s no venom in his voice, just out of curiosity.

“Will you believe me if I tell you?”

“I always believe in you,” he looks at you sincerely.

You swallow hard, facing him and meeting his dazzling eyes. “My mom…before my mom died, she made up to me. She fixed everything between us and she saw how life can be miserable without our freedom. Before she died in the hospital, we had our last conversation. She finally set me free as she encouraged me to go back and if there’s still to win, I will win it back. So, I did. I did return for…you.”

“So all of my waitings for you are worth it then,” he mumbles as he rubs his face with his hands but you still hear those words.

“You waited for me?” you ask despite you already knew that from Natasha.

He looks down at the floor before meeting your gaze—your (e/c) eyes. “Yeah, I still waited for you even though it’s impossible for you to return. Despite the pain eating my broken heart, I still faced everything without you. As I stand here, looking at the pictures and replaying our memories in my head, I can't help but feel a sense of longing. It's been years since we’ve spoken, but my heart still aches for you. Despite the pain and hurt we caused each other, I can't deny that I still love you.”

As he cries, you didn’t dare to stop yourself from stepping closer and wrapping your arms around him. You rub his back comfortingly, your tears start coming out as well, and you feel his arms wrap around your waist, hugging you back and pulling you closer despite there’s no space between you. At that moment, nothing else matters - it’s just the two of you, holding onto each other tightly. You can feel the warmth of his body against yours, and it’s like time has stopped. All the pain and hurt you caused each other seems to melt away, and you’re left with nothing but the love I have for him.

As you finally pull away, he can see the tears in your eyes so he reaches up to touch your soft cheeks and wipe the tears away with his thumb. You lean into his touch, cupping his cheeks and pressing your forehead against his.

“I…I still love you, James, I really do,” you confess as you cry. “I know we've been apart for so long, but I can’t shake this feeling—my heart still belongs to you. Even after everything that's happened, I still love you.”

As you finish those words, Bucky didn’t hesitate to put his lips against yours and kisses you with so much passion. You kiss him back and your lips sync. His kisses are still the same, and you miss this so much. No matter how you tried to let go of all of these feelings when you were still in London, his kisses will always remind you that you are only his. At that moment, everything else fades away, and all that matters is the two of you. The memories of the past and the hopes for the future come flooding back, and it's as if no time has passed at all. You remember why you fell in love with this person in the first place and all of the reasons why you’ve never been able to let go of these feelings.

The two of you pull away to catch your breaths and he presses his forehead against yours again.

“I would rather you hurt my feelings or break my heart than feel nothing at all,” he whispers softly.

“And if we return from the past, I would rather be your whore than be someone else’s lover,” you whisper back.

He smirks before kissing you again and this time it has lust in between your kisses. Bucky pulls away, causing you to groan, he takes your hand and together you make your way to his bedroom.

You kiss as you slowly remove all of your clothes, once your clothes are discarded on the floor, you didn’t waste time pulling Bucky down with you on the bed and his lips find your neck, kissing and sucking them at the same time.

As the two of you intertwine in a tender embrace, the world around you fades away. All that mattered is the warmth of your bodies pressed against each other, the rhythm of your breathing in sync as you move together in a dance of passion. Every touch is electric, every kiss a symphony of desire. You explore each other’s bodies with a sense of reverence as if each moment is a precious gift to cherish and savor.

As you surrender to the intensity of your love, time seems to stand still. There are no worries, no fears, no doubts—only the purest expression of your love for each other. At that moment, they are no longer two separate beings, but a single entity bound by the raw power of your passion. The two of you are lost in a sea of sensation, a world of your own making where only your love exists.

And as you reach the pinnacle of your pleasure, you know that this is just the beginning of a journey that will last a lifetime. You will continue to explore each other, learn each other's secrets, and grow and evolve together.

For in that moment, you have found a love that transcended all boundaries and limitations, a love that is pure and true and everlasting. And you know that no matter what the future holds, you will always have each other, and that is enough.

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