#mr.barnes

[bucks-metal-arm19]

Okay, but Bucky has been gone all day and you were stuck home alone. It was the middle of your ovulation week, no less, and you were going feral. You stole one of his shirts to slip over your head, his joggers to cover your legs and tie off at your waist, and his dog tags to rest against your chest and stay warm against your bare breasts.

You wanted to smell like him. If you closed your eyes, you could almost taste him on your tongue. He was supposed to be home hours ago and he had promised to make your legs shake and keep your voice hoarse from choking on his thick, hard cock shoved down your throat. He promised and he was no where in sight.

So. You decided to torment him.

There was a dresser at the foot of your bed that was at a perfect height to aim your phone from so he would get a perfect view of your full, King-sized bed with you in the middle of it. You dimmed the lights and lit some candles to create a warmer, cozier, suggestive vibe before getting to work.

You set your camera to ‘video’ and started slowly slipping the joggers down your legs to pool at your ankles. You made sure to keep your back to the camera so he would get a full view of you bent over, ass on display with his favorite pair of lace panties stretched over the curve of your cheeks and disappearing between your thighs. He got a full view of you crawling up the bed and settling against the pillows, right in the middle of the frame.

“If you’re not gonna play with me, Mr.Barnes, I’m going to do it myself.” You told the camera in a sassy tone, pulling your knees up to spread your legs and show off the obvious dark spot of arousal in your panties.

“Since you won’t…” you drawled, arousal and need making your voice thick as you slid your fingers under the elastic of your panties and tugged them down your legs and left them hanging around one ankle so he could see the full view of you.

“And you left your wife home alone to wait for you..” you continued, head falling back against the stack of pillows while one of your hands groped at your tits and hardened nipples while the other started making lazy circles around your pussy, your exposed clit.

“I’ll just have to make myself cum.” You had enough focus left to tug his Henley up your chest to expose your flushed chest and still love-bitten tits and the shiny metal of his tags keeping warm against your skin, giving him a view of everything you wanted to taunt him with.

“And not let you touch me.” Two of your dainty fingers curled into your leaking hole at that moment, quickly finding that spongy spot deep inside your wet cunt and causing stars to explode behind your eyelids. Your other hand stayed at chest level, pinching and pulling and rolling your nipples between your fingers to add extra sensation and finally get some needed relief.

It wasn’t Bucky’s hands, but it would do. Until he got home, at least.

You ended the video there and sent the message with it attached before you came apart on your own fingers, moaning out Buck’s name long and slow as the pleasure rushed through your body and you finally settled against the bed once more.

Laughter bubbled from your lips moments later as you saw his name appear on your phone screen and you swiped to answer the call with your index finger and tapped the button for speaker phone.

“What can I do for you, Mr.Barnes?” You asked lazily, voice still husky from your moans and whines for him that he didn’t get the pleasure to hear.

“I’ll be home in twenty minutes, Mrs.Barnes. You better be naked and waiting for me because that little stunt you pulled? You’re going to regret it.”

Click.

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[deliciousangelfestival]

Underworld Insomnia || 3 - B. Barnes

Character : Bucky × Psychiatrist Female!Reader

Summary: As a ruthless contract killer, Bucky is feared in the underworld of criminals. His opponents freeze when they see him, as he is feared among them. However, they don't know that he could be warm to only one person: his psychiatrist. The only person who could make him fall asleep.

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Upon hearing your plea and witnessing your disheveled appearance, Bucky feels a surge of determination. After all, you had helped him with his sleeping troubles, and now it's his turn to repay the favor. "Let's go back to somewhere safe," he suggests, his voice steady and reassuring.

A glimmer of hope flickers in your eyes at Bucky's offer of assistance. With a grateful nod, you gather Conroy into your arms once more, feeling a renewed sense of purpose and determination.

As you start to move, Conroy's voice breaks the silence with a whisper, "Are we going to run again?"

You pause, glancing down at Conroy with a reassuring smile. "No," you reply softly, your voice filled with determination. "I think we will stay safe for a while."

Arriving at Bucky's house, Conroy's eyes widen in awe as he takes in the grandeur of the surroundings. "Wow, you're rich," he exclaims, unable to hide his admiration.

Bucky can't help but scoff at the comment, a small smirk playing at the corners of his lips. Finally, he feels a sense of accomplishment at being able to impress the young boy, even for a moment.

At that moment, Bucky had assumed Conroy was just a curious kid, until he made another astute observation.

Conroy adjusts his glasses and remarks, "There's no female trace in this place. It looks so empty, which means this must be one of your hidden houses."

Bucky's eyebrows raise in surprise at Conroy's insight. "You hit the nail on the head," he acknowledges, impressed by the boy's perceptiveness.

Bucky begins to piece together the situation. He realizes that you and Conroy must be hiding, especially considering the recent danger you faced. Given the risk of the masked man finding your address, you would unlikely return to your place. Although Bucky doesn't fully trust you, he sees no harm in offering one of his safehouses as a temporary refuge.

When you heard that, you felt relieved. If this place is one of Bucky's hidden houses, it means it's likely off the radar of the group of people who chased you and Conroy.

"Thank you so much for your help, Mr.Barnes," you express gratefully, feeling a sense of gratitude toward him.

Bucky chuckles softly. "Call me Bucky. I feel old every time you call me 'Mr.'"

Before you can reply, Conroy interjects with his typical bluntness. "But you are old."

Bucky grits his teeth and playfully ruffles Conroy's hair. "Go to sleep," he commands, trying to distract the boy.

Conroy protests, "I can't. I'm hungry!" His complaint is cut short when you offer him a piece of chicken. Before returning, Bucky had kindly bought dinner from a fast-food chain restaurant.

As Conroy takes a bite of the seasoned fried chicken, his eyes widen in delight. "Yum! This is the most delicious food I've ever eaten! It's even better than the food in the lab."

Bucky raises an eyebrow, intrigued by Conroy's mention of a lab. What does it mean? Is this the first time the kid has tasted fried chicken?

"I think it's time for me to explain," you suggest, sensing Bucky's curiosity and realizing it's time to share more about your situation with him.

You and Bucky converse in the living room while Conroy enjoys his food, appearing like any other child his age in moments like these.

Seated in different chairs facing each other, you begin, "Conroy is a special kid."

Bucky nods in agreement, recognizing the uniqueness of the situation.

You continue, "He grew up in a lab where all the best scientists gather. His mother is my sister, who is also a scientist."

Memories flood back to you, vividly recalling the day when your sister, weak but beaming with happiness, handed you Conroy. "He's your nephew," she said gently, sealing your bond. Since that day, you promised to protect Conroy.

"The reason why we're hiding is because of the Hercules project," you explain further.

Bucky listens intently, intrigued by the unfamiliar name.

"Hercules is the name of the drugs," you elaborate. "It's designed to make soldiers stronger, undefeatable, with accelerated wound healing, enhanced eyesight, and heightened hearing senses."

"Sounds promising," Bucky comments "What does this have to do with Conroy?"

You close your eyes, remembering the horrors of that terrible night. The day you lost your sister, along with the lab. "The drugs caused people to go insane. Blood poured from their eyes and ears, and they would harm themselves."

Bucky's expression darkens as he absorbs the gravity of the situation.

"The worst part," you continue grimly, "is that the lab wants to mass-produce the drugs for regular people, particularly those who enjoy working out. Just imagine the potential side effects."

Bucky's brow furrows in confusion. "Still, I just can't connect the situation with Conroy," he admits, struggling to understand the full extent of Conroy's involvement.

As you explain further, you clench your fist tightly, the tension evident in your voice. "The only person who could recreated the drugs is my sister. Conroy has an amazing memory. Before my sister died, she made sure he remembered the Hercules drug formula, the calculations, and the side-effects. But what truly made him a target is that he memorized the names of the victims."

Bucky is taken aback by this revelation, his expression mirroring his disbelief. "A 4-year-old understands something so gruesome?" he murmurs, his voice laced with incredulity.

You nod solemnly. "Yes. And that's why we're hiding."

"The people who chase us," you continue, your voice trembling with emotion, "on the day my sister destroyed the drugs, they destroyed the lab. Everything they built turned to ash. And everyone in it, including my sister." A shiver runs down your spine as you recall the horrifying events.

"If they catch Conroy," you whisper, your hands trembling as you clasp them together, "they will torture him, force him to reveal the Hercules drug formula. And after that..." You trail off, unable to voice the unspeakable horrors that may await Conroy if he were to fall into the wrong hands.

Tears well up in your eyes as you speak, the weight of the situation bearing down on you with crushing force. "I pray to God every day," you confess, your voice barely above a whisper, "that nothing bad happens to Conroy."

Bucky feels a surge of empathy as he listens to your story. If he had a family like yours, he knows he would be grateful beyond measure.

"Bucky, could you help us?" you ask, your voice tinged with desperation.

Bucky tilts his head, considering your request. "How are you going to pay me?" he inquires, his tone cautious and business-like.

You're taken aback by the question, realizing you hadn't thought about it before. "I...," you falter, unsure of how to respond.

"You can't afford me," Bucky asserts bluntly, cutting off your attempt to explain.

Speechless, you struggle to find the right words. "I-I know," you stammer, feeling a sense of helplessness wash over you. "Is there anything I could do?" you ask, your voice barely above a whisper.

Bucky remains silent for a moment, his expression unreadable as he considers your offer.

Finally, he speaks, his voice low and measured. "Work for me," he suggests. "Read me to sleep."

"That's it?" you inquire, surprised by the simplicity of his request.

Bucky nods a hint of determination in his eyes. "That's it," he confirms.

You smile warmly at Bucky, feeling a surge of gratitude for his unexpected kindness. "I will give my best. Thank you, Bucky," you express sincerely, your voice filled with appreciation.

When Bucky sees your smile directed at him, he's taken aback. He's accustomed to seeing you with a groggy expression around him, so your genuine smile catches him off guard. It's a small gesture, but it makes him feel strangely reassured as if you're starting to trust him.

"Sister," Conroy pipes up, interrupting the moment with his childish voice.

Bucky rolls his eyes at the interruption, but a small smile tugs at the corners of his lips.

Conroy leaps toward you eagerly. "I'm full and I want to sleep. Read me a bedtime story, please," he requests, his excitement palpable.

However, before Conroy can reach you, Bucky swoops in and lifts him up. "Your sister is going to read me a bedtime story," he announces, a playful glint in his eye.

Conroy frowns in confusion. "But you're an adult. Why do you want to listen to children's stories?" he questions, his curiosity piqued.

You step in to defuse the situation, sensing the tension between the two. "Guys, calm down," you interject, your voice gentle yet firm. "I'll read it to both of you," you offer, hoping to restore peace and harmony to the moment.

As Conroy and Bucky settle into their respective armchairs, a palpable tension fills the room as they exchange glares.

You clear your throat, breaking the silence, and begin to read another bedtime story, hoping to diffuse the tension between the two.

"Once upon a time, there lived a mischievous squirrel named Sammy in a magical forest far, far away. Sammy was known throughout the forest for his clever tricks and daring escapades. Sammy's adventures took him to every corner of the forest, from the tallest treetops to the deepest, darkest caves. Along the way, he encountered many colorful characters, including wise old owls, friendly rabbits, and even a grumpy bear with a heart of gold-."

As you reach the story's climax, you notice their eyelids drooping, and before long, they both drift off into a peaceful sleep.

The soothing cadence of your voice coupled with the enchanting tale seems to be lulling them into a peaceful slumber.

You smile softly to yourself, feeling a sense of accomplishment as you witness the calming effect your storytelling has on them.

With each passing moment, their breathing becomes more rhythmic, and their bodies relax into the comfortable armchairs.

You quietly close the book, careful not to disturb their rest, and bask in the serene atmosphere of the room.

********

The next morning, Bucky wakes up feeling refreshed.

As he rises from his chair, he notices that Conroy is still sound asleep. Leaning down, Bucky can't help but admire the child's peaceful expression and chubby cheeks, finding him unexpectedly endearing. However, he knows all too well that Conroy's innocent appearance belies a sharp tongue that can test even Bucky's patience.

The aroma of something sweet wafts through the air, drawing Bucky's attention to the kitchen. Surprised, he finds you cooking pancakes—a sight he never expected, as he rarely sees anyone use the kitchen, let alone cook.

"Morning," you greet, turning off the stove and wiping your hands on your apron as you acknowledge Bucky's presence.

Bucky squints slightly against the brightness of the morning light streaming into the kitchen. The room seems to radiate with a warm and inviting atmosphere that he's not accustomed to experiencing.

"Uhm, morning," Bucky responds, still adjusting to the unexpected scene.

You take a recorder out of your pocket, explaining your idea from the previous night. "I thought ahead and recorded myself reading several children's stories," you explain. "There may be times when I can't be here to read to you, so this way, you'll always have something to listen to."

Bucky's eyes widen in surprise, impressed by your foresight. "Thank you," he murmurs sincerely.

"You want to try listening to it?" you offer, extending the recorder and a pair of earphones to Bucky. "Let me know if it's not good."

"Sure," Bucky replies, accepting your earphones and recorder. With a nod of appreciation, he puts on the earphones and presses the play button, eager to hear your recorded stories.

As Bucky listens to the recorded stories, he notices something unexpected—the faint sound of your breath in the background, almost as if you're beside him.

Intrigued by the intimate detail, Bucky finds himself drawn into the story, eager to experience the magic of your storytelling once again.

"Once upon a time, in a land of eternal winter, there lived a lonely snowflake named Frosty," the recording begins, your voice gentle and soothing. "Frosty longed for companionship, but no matter where he drifted, he found himself alone in the icy wilderness,-."

As Bucky continues to listen to your story, he finds himself growing increasingly relaxed. The soothing cadence of your voice and the gentle rhythm of your breath lull him into a state of tranquility.

Suddenly, his eyelids begin to droop, and he feels an overwhelming heaviness wash over his body. Before he can even register what's happening, his vision blurs, and everything fades into darkness.

You watch in shock as Bucky loses balance, the earphones slipping from his ears. "Bucky!" you exclaim, rushing to his side.

In just two short minutes of listening to your story, Bucky's body dropped to the floor.

Concerned, you gently shake him, trying to rouse him from his sudden slumber. "Bucky, wake up!" you urge, but he remains unresponsive.

Panicked, you quickly check his pulse and breathing, relieved to find that he's still alive, albeit deeply asleep.

As you try to process what just happened, you can't help but wonder—did your story really have that much of an impact on him, or is there something else going on with Bucky's health?

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[aalyssah]

Pool Table

Pairing: Mob!Boss!Bucky Barnes x Waitress!Reader

Warnings: Smut. Only Names, (Whore & Slut) Oral, (Fem receiving) Praise, and Spitting.

Word Count: 3,640

Summary: Bucky teaches you how to play pool.

A/N: I’ve never played pool before, so I’m sorry if this is wrong. I personally don’t really like this one, but hope you Enjoy!

You just moved a couple of months ago to New York for a new start and no drama. You were a young waitress that worked at a bar and it's been ok since you moved there and they pay good but the only thing you dislike is the horny men.

They will do anything for your attention. But there is one man that doesn't even have to try and that is Bucky Barnes. He's so handsome, his clothes look expensive, he has tattoos down his arm and you can even see his abs, just everything about that man screamed 'Daddy'.

He owns New York so it's no surprise about how expensive he looks. At least 2 times a week he will check in on everyone and you notice how he looks at you and it makes your heart skip a beat. He will sometimes go to the bar, order and drink, and watch you work. It makes you wonder if he's gonna fire you.

You were woken up by your alarm and got ready for your day. You took a shower and skipped breakfast because you weren't hungry. You put on your outfit and headed outside before locking your door. As you walked out you heard someone cat call you. You rolled your eyes and got in your car.

There were a lot of beautiful women everywhere so why you? You weren't anything special. You didn't wear pounds of makeup or spend every last penny to make your breast bigger or ass. You were more happy with what God gave you. You drove humming to your favorite song on the radio.

You shortly arrived at the bar and sighed as you got out 'This is gonna be a long day.' You thought. Today is Thirsty Thursdays which means all the people nearby will come have a drink or two, so the place is gonna be packed.

You walked in and were greeted with your coworker Jamie. "Hey Y/n!" She cheerfully said. "Hey Jamie." You gave her a hug and went to the back to put your stuff up. "Hey there beautiful." Ugh. You groaned at your coworker named Luke . Ever since you moved here he's been flirting with you and you've rejected him a total of 98 times in 3 months.

Yes you've counted.

You've never met someone as desperate as him. "Hi Luke." You annoyingly said. "I was wondering if-" You already knew what he was gonna say "No I'm busy." You walked away and saw the place filling up. You silently cried to yourself as you took out your notebook and went to serve the first table.

There was a man maybe in his late 30s and a young man that looked 19. "Hi, how may I help you?" You asked, putting on a fake smile. "Yeah you can start with sitting on my dick!" The 19 year old boy spoke up. He let out a loud laugh and you just cringed.

"I'm so sorry about my son. He's just a horny teenager." The older man said, "It's fine, but what can I get you?" They told you their orders and you left. "Jamie, they want two shots of the green apple Hennessy." You said going to another table.

That's pretty much how your afternoon went. You took orders and gave them what they wanted. You even got tips from people, your day was going good. Until Bucky walked in. It was like his eyes automatically locked onto your body. He watched as your hips moved side to side from the beat of the music.

Bucky decided to play pool so he walked over and sat his things down. Luke walked up confident he was gonna win "Aye! Mr.Bucks let me play with you!" He was acting like they were all buddy, buddy, but then realized they weren't from Bucky's expression.

"What did you just call me?" He says angrily, making people look over. "S-sorry M-mr.Barnes." Bucky felt like playing against someone so he agreed.

"Hey pretty lady!" A man called from across the bar. You grabbed your notebook and made your way over only to stop in your tracks when you Bucky and Luke were playing pool. You didn't want to be seen by both but there was no escaping so you went over to the man.

"Hi sir, how may I help you?" He told his order and before you could leave you heard Luke calling you. "Hey Y/n baby come here!" You growled when he called you baby. You ignored him and got the drinks for the man. You tried walking away but felt a hand on your wrist pulling you.

"Baby wanna come play with us?" You looked up and made eye contact with Bucky before quickly looking down. It was silent as you didn't answer until Bucky broke the silence "Everyone out Y/n stay." Every man in the room rushed, pushing each other out the door, even Luke left.

You stood there awkwardly waiting for something to happen "I wanna play with you doll." That nickname went straight to your panties. "O-ok but I don't know h-how to play." You warned him. "Good I'll teach you!" He said, smiling big. "Come here."

You slowly walked to him as he put the balls in a triangle shape using a rack. "You know how to hold the cue?" He asked, chuckling at your confused face. "You hold it like this.." He held the cue on his hip and bent down a little so he was at eye level with the ball.

He put the stick between his thumb and pointer finger so the cue was on his thumb. He eyed the target ball, lining up his shot before pushing the cue and hitting the target. Multiple color balls fell in the holes and he smirked.

"You think you can do that?" He asked, handing you the cue. "I'll try." You said going to the target ball. You leaned down a little but got stuck on how to hold the cue. "Do you need a doll?" He whispered in your ear while his hands trailing up your side. "Y-yes."

"Get low." He said slowly pushing you down by the lower part of your back. He bent you over the table and his arms came around to your hands. "You wanna put it between your fingers." He said, guiding the cue between your fingers.

"How do you shoot?" He tested you. "Push it through." You said sliding it in and out. "If you wanna hit the ball fast, slide it hard." He thrusted behind you making you hit the ball and a moan slipped out. You gasped and covered your mouth embarrassed, hoping he didn't hear it.

But he did.

"What was that doll?" He teased me. You could hear the smirk in his voice. "Uh s-sir I need to go w-work, so if you'll e-excuse me." You tried moving the other way but he trapped you. "Why are you running from me Y/n?" He said blocking your exits. "I see the way you look at me when you think I'm not watching." He said making you blush.

His hand trailed down your face to your throat, squeezing lightly. "Admit it. You want me." You looked at him with innocent eyes. You knew the difference between the truth and lie and saying you didn't want him to bend you over this pool table and rearrange your guts would be the lie.

"I-Uh, Mr.B-barnes we-" He squeezed harder making your hands fly up to his wrist in an attempt to loosen his hold. "Doll, there's no need to call me Mr.Barnes. Call me daddy." When he said that you felt your panties become a waterfall. Your legs got weak and you started sweating. "T-that's not very p-professional."

He glared at you and that made you shiver in fear. "Y/n your being a bad girl and I don't like bad girls." He warned in a deep voice. He his hands went under your thigh, putting you on the pool table. His hands rested on the waistband of your skirt. "Tell me to stop, Tell me you don't want this." He urges you.

But that was a thing. You couldn't tell him to stop. No matter how much your mind protested you wanted this man and the fact he wanted you was a miracle. "I-I do." The moment you said those words he pulled your skirt along with your panties and got on the floor. He was now at eye level with your wet dripping cunt.

"Wow, look at that. A wet cunt dripping all over my pool table. You gonna pay for ruining it?" He asked, running a finger through your folds, admiring. "You look so beautiful doll and I haven't even started." He said making you blush. His mouth inched closer until you could feel the breath breathing on your core. "Beg Me."

Those two words made you wanna delete yourself from existence. There's nothing more embarrassing than begging. You've had past boyfriend but all they did was fuck your and leave. They didn't wait for you to cum. They would just fuck you until THEY came. You've never been satisfied so you having to beg to be fucked is a no.

"N-no." Bucky's eyes turned dark for a second. "No?" His deep voice asked. "Did you just say no to me?" You 're starting to get nervous even though you knew Bucky wouldn't hurt you. "If I recall correctly, you said you wanted me but now all of a sudden it's a 'No'?" He had a point. You wanted him, it's just you didn't want to beg.

"So you can beg me to eat and fuck that pretty little pussy, or I'll leave you right here, right now." You haven't had sex in a while and you craved this man. He already turned you on so there was no way you were gonna let him walk away from you like this.

You put your head down to avoid any eye contact. "P-please." Your voice was just above a whisper. "What was that? Imma need you to speak up, doll." His hand pushed your chin up so you were looking at him in his eyes. "Please e-eat me." Bucky still had a frown on his face and he stood up.

He made his way to the door as you got nervous. You thought he was about to leave so you yelled. "N-no Bucky p-please fuck me. I p-promise I'll be a good g-girl." Bucky stopped in his tracks and smiled. "There we go." He walked back over to you and crouched down.

"Look at her. Begging for release." When Bucky started talking to your pussy it made you clench around nothing. He tested the waters by running a finger down your slit, collecting your juices in his finger.

"Wow, would you look at that?" He brought his finger to his nose and sniffed. "Smells good, let's see if it tastes good." You thought he was gonna like his finger but instead his head lowered down to your core. Your breath hitched as his tongue licked from your slit to your clit

Your hand reached for the edge of the pool table, trying to steady yourself. "Mmm taste as good as you smell." You were blushing hearing him praise your pussy. He used his fingers to spread your fold and licked in between.

It's been a long time since you had any sort of pleasure so this felt extra good. His tongue agonizingly ran slow around your clit causing you to let out a whine.

"G-go faster." You said grabbing Bucky's hair and pushing him further into your core. Bucky snapped back and gave you a death stare. "What was that? It almost sounded like you were demanding me? Did you forget who's in charge?" The way he looked at you and sounded made you even wetter.

"I-I'm sorry it just feels g-good." Bucky ignored your pleads and went back down. His hand circled your clit while his tongue licked your folds. You slowly went down on your elbows, feeling your arms about to give out. His lips attached to your core and he sucked and ran his tongue through your hole.

You tried quieting your whines and moans but it felt good. You felt like a virgin all over again except it wasn't painful. All that went through you was pleasure. "P-please." You didn't even know what you were pleading for but all you knew is that you needed more.

Bucky sat up a little, spreading your folds apart with his fingers and stuck his tongue inside of you. His thumb came up to rub your clit as you moaned loudly. You could feel the stubble of his beard on your inner thigh and his nose bumping your clit. 'Pleases' fall from your lips as you take hold of whatever you feel.

That being Bucky's suit.

And held on for dear life. "You gonna cum?" You heard Bucky ask with the following slurping sounds. "Mmmh." You couldn't say a word but hopefully he understood. His mouth pulled away from your dripping core. "What was that doll?" He was playing with you at that point. You let out a long whine when you felt something inside of you.

You knew that it wasn't Bucky's cock because you could see the bulge through his pants at all times. You looked down and moaned while throwing your head back, clenching at the sight. It was Bucky pumping in and out of you with his fingers inside of your pussy.

Wet noises could be heard from you body. "Listen to that. You're so wet for me. You wanna cum like a whore?" He increased the pace of his fingering and was moving all around. It was like he was searching for something? He let out a satisfied smile when you moaned, pulling the suit.

Even though you ripped his suit a little and made a button pop off he wasn't mad. He was mainly happy because HE was making you feel like you were in heaven with just his finger. He was proud. "B-Bu-" You couldn't even say his name because he was attacking your G-spot. You've never been able to reach it using toys, your fingers, dildos, and even a hair brush, nothing works. Except Bucky.

"Go on. Cum for me. Come undone on this pool table." Your body shook as your hands turned red and white from holding onto his suit. This wasn't very professional of you. You didn't need to give him a warning because a loud moan came out of your mouth as you cummed.

Bucky had to hold you down by your thighs because your back was arched, lifting you off the table.

"Good girl, good girl." He mumbled as he slowly pumped in and out of your cunt. Slight wet noises could still be heard as he slowed down. Pulling his finger out he could see a little gaping hole from his fingers. Bucky quickly pulled out his phone and took a picture of your cunt. You heard the flash noise and just protested with a mumble saying No.

You didn't have the energy so stop him as you laid there breathing heavily. "T-Thank y-you." You thought he was done and that he would leave. "Oh doll. You didn't think I was done did you?" He laughed before getting up and your level.

"W-what?" You looked in his eyes with a confused and fearful look on, while he smiled. "You really think I'm just gonna taste your cunt and finger you till you cum, and not fuck you?" He shook his head 'No' while undoing his suit pants. "Such a selfish girl only thinking about yourself, what about me?"

You attempted to crawl back but was stopped when he grabbed your ankles. "This isn't cat and mouse baby, I'm not gonna chase you." He put your legs over his shoulder and rubbed the tip of his cock near your entrance, collecting your juices. "We're gonna do colors. What's the color?"

"Green." He pushed his cock inside you causing you to make a sort of uncomfortable sound while he groaned at your thighness. "Shit, why are you so tight?" Bucky expected you to be tight but not this tight. "B-been way too l-long." Bucky almost didn't believe that someone as pretty as you haven't gotten fucked.

"Don't worry, I'll break the streak and might even break your back." You let out a gasp as he said those words, but quickly turned into a moan when he thrusted slowly. The thrust was slow but reached deep. Every time his thighs connected to your ass you moaned and shifted up a little.

"So tight." His pace was steady. He didn't want to rush into things just yet. "F-faster?" Your hands reached down to his thighs and pulled them towards you. "You want me to go faster?" It almost sounded like he was unsure of your request. "Yeah." He shook his head slowly before snapping fast.

He put one let down and the other up his shoulder before thrusting. Every thrusted caused your thigh to jiggle and you moan. Skin clapping and was heard as well as your whines. His pace was fast and it seemed like he wasn't gonna stop nor slow down anytime soon. "Do you like this?" Bucky asked, leaning down so he was hovering over yours.

He reached deeper, the further he laid down and it made your eyes cross. You could feel drool coming out the sides of his mouth. You felt his finger rub on your lips and smear your spit all over you, following up with his spit. "Such a dirty whore, getting spit on." Babbles and mumbled words were coming out of your mouth without even knowing.

He was reaching so deep, that you could feel the tip of his cock on your g-spot as much as you wanted him to hit it, you didn't want this to end. His hand went down and rubbed your clit making you cry out. "Bucky!" You didn't mean to yell but it just all felt good.

"You wanna cum?" He could feel the way you clenched around him. You nodded your head fast, but all you got was a slap. "Don't act dumb, use your words." His speed increased faster and his balls slapped against your ass and you could feel the pool table shaking and other balls moving in different directions.

"P-please! I wanna c-cum!" He hummed in satisfaction and leaned down once more and took your right nipple in his mouth while using his hand to play with the other. He was so close that you could feel his hips rub against your clit making you feel like you were in heaven.

Grunts realized from his mouth as he thrusted harder. The pool table was moving from its original spot while you were knocking balls through the holes without even knowing. "Cum for me, cum for me Y/n." Your stomach tightened as you felt your release coming.

"Come on Y/n, cum in your boss's cock like the slut you are." That was it. His dirty talk line could make you cum. You let out a loud moan and came. Your body was shaking especially your legs and Bucky had to hold you down. "Good girl." He muttered.

All it took was for one thing: he would be over. You wanted to help him so you reached over and cupped his balls, squeezing them a little. To your surprise a moan came out his mouth making him blush. You didn't care that he moaned. It was the fact YOU made him moan.

"Do that again doll." You reached down and you felt how his balls swung at your hand fast before gripping them and squeezing them. "Come on Bucky, cum in me." To your surprise Bucky leaned down and kissed you. He stilled as he emptied in you.

His cum was dripping out of you as he pulled back. "Fuck." He pulled out and watched as his cut dripped on the table and the floor. He ran a finger and scooped some of your juices before bringing it to his mouth. "Taste so good." His mouth went down and sucked on your clit before his phone rang. He looked at it and groaned when he saw it was his best friend.

He pushed a finger inside of you and slowly pumped it in and out before answering the call. "What is it Steve?" Your hand covered your mouth as whimpers fell from them. "Fine, I'll be down there." Bucky hung up and pulled his finger out. "Have a taste doll." You opened your mouth a little and he shoved his finger down your throat.

"I have to get a doll, but tomorrow, we'll play pool again." He picked up his pants from off the floor and put them in. He saw his suit and how it was ripped. "You ripped my suit." He made a sad voice. You did feel bad, but it was all too good. "S-sorry." You looked down. "Aw it's fine, as long as you do it because of ME, I'm not complaining."

He picked your panties off the floor before putting them in his pocket and helping you put your shirt back on. He walked you out slowly since your legs felt like jelly and got looks from Luke.

"Tomorrow doll." Was the last thing he said before walking out, leaving you a flushed, weak mess.

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[bubblessunshinehoney]

Big fan (part1)

Hi guys, i came with this little idea, writer!reader and Bucky. This is how they met! Would you like to read more of them?

TW: none, sweet first time meet...

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Cloudy !

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Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

Were you dreaming? Was it just an illusion ?

You just got out of the museum, the one with the historic heroic life of captain America and you did spend quite a while studying James Buchanan Barnes.

But was it really him, sipping coffee, reading a book in the corner if your favourite cafe ?

You must be dreaming, thing like this never happened to you. You couldn’t stop glancing at him. He was truly better in real life. The old pictures of him in the museum were already stunning but right now…the man felt like an angel…and you’ll be damned if you didn’t go talk to him.

Wait, to talk to him, who am i?

Unknown to you, Bucky was enjoying seeing you struggle to stop looking at him. He found you pretty, the prettiest woman he ever saw since he was back…

He felt hot under your gaze, a good warm feeling, not the one that make him want to disappear when some other people were staring at him.

He saw your open book on the table, long forgotten since he settled at his table. He liked that book, he wanted to know if you liked it.

Was he really going to go ask you that, no way…I’ll make her run away, like always.

For the first time, since you were both staring at each other your eyes met. And…let’s just say, it was like in the movies, the world stop to turn and the noise faded away, letting only your hearts beating hard and loud in your ears.

A sheepish smile came on both of your face, you felt yourself blushing and you saw that the cheeks of the man you were looking at were also quite…pink.

He waved at you and your heart stopped.

He waved at me?

You waved back and his smile grew bigger and gosh that was the most beautiful thing you’ve seen this week.

You stand up at the same time. A giggle left your mouth and Bucky wish to hear it for the rest of his life.

He walks to you. “Hi, i..i saw you reading this book, and…I’ve read it and absolutely loved it, what do you think of it?”

You look at the book on your table and get redder that you can imagine.

“well, ehm. I’m glad you’ve loved it, I’m the author?”

Why did it came out as a question?

Bucky looks at you in awe. “You’re Y/N L/N?”

You nod and he goes back to his table and takes his bag and takes out your book, he comes back to your table.

“Is it too much to ask for an autograph?”

You laugh softly and takes out the guide from the museum with his face on it. “Only if I can have one in return, Mr.Barnes”.

Chapter 2

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[anasweetlywrites]

“ No caffeine ” Student!Bucky Barnes x Student!Female!Reader  

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Warnings :

Hi~ I’m back~ kinda? The aesthetic it's also by me , I hope you enjoy~ I wrote this back in January but didn't think it's good at all until I've found it again two nights ago and fixed some stuff

friends to lovers

reader it’s a faculty student

Bucky tries to get his life back and also attends the same faculty, just a "little" later than everyone (so timeline a little later after he’s rescued)

kinda mean professor and students (judging him for his past after they realize who he is)

Mrs Karen is inspired by one of the most annoying professors I have (sorry for people named Karen)

comforting,helpful reader so lots of fluff at first

smut ( p in v , unprotected, cock warming,Bucky worshiping/being a little too much into reader’s breast/boobs but the size isn’t mentioned,lots of teasing and overstimulating then rough fucking, of course aftercare)

moreee fluff at the end too

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Words without the warnings : 2542

“I’ve never seen him before.Is he new?”

“Is he here to analyze how we are performing during the course? I mean he could be a professor- but why is he not wearing something more formal?”

I could hear some of the girls gossiping, a few seats behind me and I had to stop myself before I could roll my eyes.

“Are you done with talking?” The professor scolded them as usual then turned towards the “new guy” which I could barely get a glimpse of before I rushed to my usual seat,which was in front of his, before I would also get scolded.

Apparently some faculty professors still needed to treat us like highschool students simply because they knew we all wanted to pass and we would do as we were told anyway. At least not all of them were like this but until I have a better course I have to handle this one.

“And you are?I’ve never seen you in my class before.” Mrs. Karen already started scolding the new guy too.

“James Barnes.” He replied,quietly. I could hear him let a small sigh as he knew what was going to happen once he said his name. It was the guy I saw on tv and the guy Natasha and Wanda were talking about when we had that sleepover at the tower.Also my challange.What a luck!To try my luck with a guy I just met!

“Mr.Barnes aren’t you-”

“Too old for faculty? As I’ve heard, you can join one any time in this century.” He laughed quietly at his little joke.

“The Winter--” Mrs. Karen interrupted him with a grin on her face, happy she could recognize him.

“I was.” He raised his voice just enough to emphasize the words.

“No, I meant-” She let out a deep chuckle making herself busy with the papers before she continued talking,“I mean I saw you on the news.”

“Then you must have seen and heard that I’ve been brainwashed and now I have a new life… few life goals,which includes the faculty.” I turned my head just a little to get a better look at him. The Winter soldier was someone you wouldn’t get anywhere near him but James seemed to be…well more approachable for start.

“Of course…of course,Mr.Barnes.”

“As long as he’s not gonna kill us…” Tiffany whispered and since I was still partially turned towards him I could see how James looked in her direction with a mixture of hurt and anger on his face.

“I’m sorry for what happened to you!” I found myself saying out loud and then turned quickly to look at my professor knowing how you could get in trouble if you’re not looking in her direction when you speak but I wished I could back to see if my words could change anything because as soon as I said the word “you” the professor chuckled again, fixed her voice and almost yelled.

“Yes, we’re all sorry for you, Mr.Barnes and we hope you will achieve your goals soon…” She emphasized the last word and I could hear James letting out a deep sigh behind me.

Then the professor finally started teaching aka reading the slides of the power point in a monotone tone but we all had to pay attention as we knew we’ll have exams with her.

When the course was finally over. I gulped and turned around to see James better and hopefully have the guts to introduce myself to him.

His hair was cut shorter now than the last time we saw him on the news…and his face wasn’t hidden by a black mask either.

He was wearing a very fluffy dark blue sweater, a black watch on his hand and was playing with a pencil between his fingers, he didn’t bring any bag with him and besides the pencil , he had a phone and a black notebook which he certainly didn’t open during the course and I knew from experience why he didn’t…some shits aren’t worth writing until you start studying for exams.

When our eyes met,I forgot everything I wanted to say. His baby blue eyes softened when he realized I don’t see him as a threat and I allowed myself to look down at his soft lips which turned into a smile before looking back in his eyes.

“Hi.I’m James…you probably already know that.”

I introduced myself as well then he handed out his flesh hand to me. I shook his hand and I almost didn’t want to let it go…

“Yeah, I already know but it’s still nice to introduce yourself. I’m really sorry that happened to you and if you need anything , I want to help you!” I said perhaps a bit too soon and too excited. Everyone knew I loved helping other colleagues but they usually came to me to ask for help. “I’m friends with some of the avengers but when Natasha told me that you’ll attend a faculty I didn’t expect it to be mine.”

“Yeah…Oh so a friend then.I’ll keep that in mind ,doll.Let’s hurry to the next course…where should we go now?”

I shivered just a little when he called me “doll” even if he said it so casually I still had to shake my head quickly watching him look at me confused,“No…no…I mean it’s just across from this one. And no need to hurry. Mr. Smith, it's always at least 14 minutes late.” I chuckled softly, grabbing my bag and phone then I got up from my seat.

“Then we have a little more time to get to know each other?If you don’t mind? It seems like you’re the only one here who doesn’t think I want to kill them…” He looked down after he made his request and I found myself resting my hand on his shoulder gently and he looked up at me.

“Sure. How about I tell you what you need from each course?You arrived just a bit later so it won’t be that hard to fit in with the rest of us.” I smiled softly and he smiled back a little more relieved at me then he got up from his seat too.

I smiled politely and moved my head in the door's direction to let him know to follow me.

In less than 3 months we practically became really close and Natasha and Wanda kept pressuring me to finally do the dare or challenge so I took a deep breath and while he was doing his project laid pretty comfortably on his stomach on my bed with his pen between his lips and his cheek resting on his palm , I asked him.

“Do you want to grab some coffee?Or maybe me to bring you some coffee- I mean-”

Bucky raised his eyes from his papers and looked at me, “I don’t drink coffee,doll. So no coffee.”

“Oh!” I said surprised. Well I will have a really short story to tell the girls about the dare.

“But I wonder if you asked me to a coffee instead of a library or a park because of two women we’re both friends with-”

“I- How do you-”

“It’s an old dare they do…and not only on their friends but on other people too.” Bucky sighed and started looking away , “So if you invite me to just-”

“No Bucky!James, I do it because I have no idea how or if I should ask you out and I thought that since that they keep annoying me with the dare maybe it would work if I get stuck but now I got double stuck if that can be possible.”

He looked at me surprised and then asked in a whisper , “Do you have feelings for me?”

I nodded and he continued, “I have feelings for you too…It’s perhaps not fair…that you found out like this…I planned to invite you out for weeks but I never had the guts to tell you.You always smiled,or touched my shoulder or did anything that could make me lose my focus and-”

“My touch?”

“Just being here on your bed and watching your breast being squished and pushed up by the bed when you lay down with me while doing your own project makes me hard,doll…wanna feel?” He said the last part, moving to stand up next to my side of the bed and I nodded hesitantly again.

I was sitting on my bed’s edge and he was standing up right in front of me. He moved his flesh hand over mine then moved my palm over his pants,“Look what you did to me.I had to deal with this all day.” He groaned and rubbed my palm in a slow movement then bit his lip to hold back another groan while I felt him growing under my palm.

“Then have me now and we can leave the date for later.” I said looking up at him.

Bucky looked at me like I guessed his thought and moved in a way for us to be able to share a soft and long kiss while his hands were busy getting rid of our clothes, surprised by how just one kiss and his soft touches could make me so wet once his fingers reached between my legs to test me.

“How about I get inside you too?” He smirked when he heard me moan under his touch.

“Please…” I whispered against his lips and he moved me over his lap then slowly guided himself inside me until he was completely settled inside me and we let out soft moans.

“So full…so full of you…move please…” I kissed his lips more passionately but he didn’t move.

“What’s the rush? I haven’t felt this good in decades,doll…” He murmured against my collarbone before kissing it softly.

“James…I need to move…please…please, let me move.” I whimpered and dug my fingers in his shoulders a little more hoping that would make him understand how desperate I was.

“Not yet.Not yet baby doll…look how good you’re doing already when you’re not even moving. Keeping my cock warm inside this tight little hole of yours…” He whispered the words against my ear while his hands were groping my ass and thighs. I moaned under his touch and words but even like this, it wasn’t enough.

“Please James…It will feel good after you move too…please…”

“Yeah but would it be rewarding for you if I move too soon?No, it won’t be and we both know how much you enjoy being my good girl , right? And standing like a pretty doll for me it’s so easy to do,right?” He continued teasing, whispering the words against my ear, letting out a small groan when I pressed my chest more against his.

I whimpered again and looked at him with teary eyes,feeling his metallic hand moving from my ass to my side and pulling me away enough to look in my tear eyes and lick his lips watching my breast rise and fall with each heavy breath then he started to grope it softly.

“Don’t cry now, doll…ah like that…I want that pretty sound to come out of your mouth again…would that do?” He murmured then he started licking the top of my breast all the way up to my neck then started going down with kisses until he reached my nipple and started sucking it softly.

“Oh so good…your mouth on me feels so good…” I felt myself clenching tighter around him then I moaned loudly his name as he started licking my nipple again before taking it back into his mouth to suck it again.

“These drove me crazy since the first day we met…shit you’re getting tighter around me but still not moving…I’m so proud of you for doing what you’re told.” He murmured against my breast once he was finished with it , leaving my nipple all red and wet.

I was desperately keeping my legs locked around his waist and digging my fingers in his shoulders giving my best to stay as still as possible as he started giving my other breast the same treatment. “That’s it doll…moaning my name and only taking as much as I give you.You’re allowed to cum but not to move, don’t forget.” He warned me even though I wasn’t moving then I realized he warned me just before he started rubbing my clit.

“I can’t stay still anymore…please…baby…james please…please let me-” I started begging for him again, sobbing and moaning his name against his shoulder, desperately unclenching my legs from his back but still trying to stay still.

“Such a good girl, listening so well…I think that deserves a reward but still not now.”He teased again and I almost started sobbing again when I heard him, “But maybe..now!”He suddenly moved his hands on my hips,gripping them firmly, then he finally started lifting me enough to slam hard inside me, “Good girl…”

That’s all I could hear from his rewarding speech as I came so hard I could swear I could pass out until he started slamming harder…and rougher against my spot until my vision was all blurry and all I could do was moan and thank him for the pleasure.

I came twice until he started chasing his own high , groaning in my ear between praises. I could barely catch feeling myself getting closer to a third high as he was getting closer to his. His hands were surely gonna leave bruises on my hips,especially the metal one but I couldn’t care less.

I could open my eyes for a few seconds and grab his face as I could to share a passionate and messy kiss with him before he parted away from my lips and groaned my name in my ear as he came, filling me until all I couldn’t take was falling on our bodies and sheets…

“Sorry doll, I didn’t realize how much I craved you until I stayed just like that inside you…”I heard his soft whisper as he slowly pulled out and started cleaning me as gently as he could but I still hissed at his every touch until he finished.

“It’s alright…it felt good…so good…” I whispered back,my throat sore from all the screaming and Bucky rushed with a glass of water after he grabbed his boxers.

“Yeah?” He asked teasingly,moving my hair away from my face and kissing my forehead softly, moving next to me on the bed.

“Mhm…” I approved,closing my eyes under his kiss then opened them again.

“I hope you won’t accept any challenge that these girls could make up again.” He looked at me seriously and said it in a tone that wouldn’t accept any buts but also didn’t expect my answer.

“Who knows?This one brought me luck!”

We both laughed then Bucky sighed relaxed and pulled my body closer to his, “In this case yeah…though we’ll have to skip courses tomorrow…I know you won’t be able to walk or sit.” He smirked and I hit him playfully then laughed with him.

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[marvelnatasha]

Peter: I've already sent good vibes your way Mr.Barnes… they’re coming. There’s nothing you can do to stop them!

Bucky: This is the most threatening way I’ve ever been cheered up.

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[sensei-venus]

“Red Velvet”

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Reader poked her lip out as she looked at her husband. Her eyes well up with emotion and tears caused by her pregnancy hormones.

“Why are you being soooo meannnnn to me.” her belly shook as she tried to stop crying.

“Sugar you are being way too dramatic about this. I'm not going out to get you a whole red velvet cheesecake at four in the morning. I wouldn't even know where to find one this early in the morning anyway.” Mike rolled his eyes as he turned over in their massive bed to look at his pregnant wife.

Her food cravings, mostly of the sweet variety, only got worse as the pregnancy went along. Now it was normal for her to get up or in this case beg Mike to go get her what she wanted.

She huffed saying “If you would have let me make those cookies last night maybe your daughter wouldn't be trying to fuck with my emotions.” Mike rolled his eyes before grinning up at her. She was lifted up on a mound of pillows and resting against their bed's headboard.

Her eyes were half-lidded as she started stares at her belly, one hand rubbing over her large bump. She was getting bigger and bigger every day and it filled him with pure joy and excitement.

“You know...” one of his own hands reached out and gently slid over hers. His voice was low and surly “You really weren't complaining last night after we got Milo down and we went back to the kitchen and had some very nice “fun” on the table-” Reader's face was hot as she tried to hide a blooming smile on her face.

“Thats not fair, you seduced me Mr.Barnes”

“Ummm well Ms.Barnes seemed to have been enjoying that seducing because she was very into it. I remember something like “Pleaee don't stop Mike- oh Mike harder! I'm going to cu-”

“Ok ok, I liked it! But still.....now I'm hungry and craving cake.” she slapped his hand making him chuckle.

For a moment it was silent before Reader let out a slightly shaky breath, her hand stilling on her belly for a moment.

Mike watched in silence for a moment before saying “You ok?”

She nodded with a sigh, her hand moving to the underside of her bump.

“She's moving more these days that's all. It's a strange feeling to have her fully moving, kicking, and punching... it's just new and weird I guess. Kinda hurts sometimes and is super uncomfortable. But I'm glad she's finally moving because it makes all of this feel real.” she smiled down at her growing bump. Mike watched before scooting over to her, he rested his head on her chest.

They both sat for a while as they just watched her belly. It moves up and down with her breathing but a few minutes later they finally get to witness it together. They watch as the skin of her belly stretches with a kick.

“Wow, she really can kick! That looked like a pretty strong one too.”

“I know right, it feels like just yesterday they were telling us she would be moving soon. Now she's full-on making a big show of being able to show every she's really in there.”

Reader giggled as she used both hands to smooth over her belly.

Suddenly the baby monitor went off making both adults look over to the small waki taki. The small light on the device was flipped on as the tall tale gargling and babbling started. Milo was starting to wake up for his feeding. Lucky for Reader, because of her hormones and being around Milo she had started lactating early so she was able to breastfeed.

She started to shift but Mike stopped her with a hand, he rolled back over to his side of the bed and got up.

“I got him don't worry.”

Reader gave a tired smile before rolling her eyes.

“Hey you act like that and maybe I won't make a detour to the kitchen and fish out the box of chocolate chip cookies I hid a while back because I knew this would happen.”

Her eyes widened before she made a small zip motion over her lips.

“I will happily stop myself right now. Please go get my baby and the cookies our other baby wants.”

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[1000night]

Captain TRIO PT. 1

a/n: Not so sure what am I writing, just want to cuddle with them.

warnings: LEAVE WHEN YOU DON’T WANT TO READ ANYMORE.

It’s your first time went to the gym with your friends, after struggle with your self pity and the pressures from reality, you finally determined to go and do the basic self care.

You were not really fond of your own body shape, yep though you love your face and plump curve sometimes, but most of the time it’s hard to buy clothes and you want a hole to bury yourself in there when your flesh invaded other’s seat uncontrolled.

So, you and your friend discover a new gym that is only a fifteen-minute walk from your home, and the two of their trainers are the owners, and they are the former Captain America and Sergeant Barnes!?

“Hey, hey girls, listen. We’re here to train ourselves so we have to behave alright?”

“Shut up, you’re the one drooling to Mr.Barnes’s training video.”

“How could you blame me? You even have wet dreams that night okay!?”

“I want Cap is the one training me but I don’t want him see me like this...”

You gently squeeze the swimming ring on your stomach, and you want to cry when you think of having to let the person you've always admired see you like this and be your fitness instructor.

Your friends silent for a while, they nod sync.

“Well, who said they would be our trainer? Maybe we could meet someone else and change the trainer when we became more...attractive?”

“You know, Chipmunk...you’re right and it’s so upsetting.”

The first day when you entered the gyms, you could see there are a lot of women are training, a lot of fit,slim woman...

And you could see those trainers are fit, handsome and attractive too.

“Now I started to scared and want to go home, back to my darkness and sobbing.” Your friend said while she stepped back slowly. But she was blocked by a strong and solid chest.

“Hey, Finch, you’re not kidding, you’re here now!” A similar voice made your friend tilted her head and screamed

“Oh, hi Sammy!” The tall man hugged her and kissed her earlobes, his body hovered over her and claimed your friend without been noticed by her but to this world.

“Aren’t you in the mission?”

Sam shrugged, his hands stroked Finch’s waist and pulled her close.

“Well, I gotta check my girl if they want to get trained in my friends’ gym. And I have to check you’re not flee like the last time.”

Your friend pout and buried her head into Sam’s chest

“I  don’t wike too many people...”

“I know, bae, I know.”

Another of your friend rolled her eyes and whispered to the rest of you

“Seriously, when would they together? I can’t bear their ‘friendly behavior’ anymore.”

“It’s all depends on Finch, girl. Or Sam would devour her several years ago.”

“Good point, Bug.”

Just when you want to tease Finch and Sam, you heard someone called Sam’s name.

“What brings you here, Captain?” The brunette ties his long hair to a loose bun, his sapphire  eyes scanned you all and he smirked

“Ugh...I see. she’s the one.”

"Buck,don’t tease too much, Sam still courting her.”

Sam groaned when Finch snapped her head back to him in seconds.

“You’re courting me? Is that a joke or prank or something? Why??”

“I’t not a joke, and we could talk about that later, okay?”

 Finch frowned but she nodded eventually, San gave those men a stare before he spoke again.

“Okay, ladies, they are my friends, Steve and Bucky.”

You could feel Bucky's eyes glue on you and that heat your face.

“Nice to meet you, ladies. ” When you shook hand with him, you both breath heavily at the same time.

You were so frustrated with his huge, warm hand. And can't stop thinking something unholy and filthy... 🫠🫠🫠

Bucky cleared his throat and let your hand go reluctantly, his long fingertips brushed your own which tickled your heart and made tingles between your legs.

“So...are you all come here to training lessons? ”

“Oh, yeah! And we are all new to the training.”

Bucky hummed, and Steve led you to the front desk.

“Well, since you all are just beginning. So I recommend you choose your own training tutor. But it's better after we get your medical examination.”

They led you to a private room.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y,please help these young ladies have their physical check-up and upload the data to me and Buck. ”

You all slightly jumped because of a suddenly female voice.

“Okay, Mr. Rogers. ”

Steve smiled to you all and put his hand behind Bucky's back.

“We will discuss after your check-up, ladies. ”

And he pushed Bucky left the room. Sam kissed Finch's forehead and left, too.

After that, you backed to the front desk, and you noticed there were more trainer.

“Okay, so Finch, can I call you that? ” Finch nodded and Steve winked at Sam

“Finch, well, Sam would be your trainer and training with you. He still need basic training lessons even though he's Captain America.”

“And you, Miss....”

“Chipmunk, they all call me that.”

A man looks similar to Steve but more wilder chuckled and reached our his hand

“Ari Levinson, your future trainer. ”

Chipmunk tilted her head and stepped back to see Ari properly, then she shook his hand.

“You're so tall, like a giant. ”

“And you're so tiny, like a small animal. ”

Chipmunk shrugged, “Well, that's how chipmunk is. You wouldn't want to be voted by a giant chipmunk right? ”

Ari grinned wider, his eyes color now is shallow like a sunny day

“If so, then I guess I have to feed them enough acorns to tempted them. ”

“You can't tempted them, but you can be friend with them. ”

“And what's your name, doll? How should I call you? ” Steve's voice was tender, his accent and his everything fogged your brain and mind.

“Tora, nice to meet you,Captain.”

“Just Steve, I am no longer Captain America.”

Steve setted the clipboard down and walked Tora to their training room.

“I think I'm still don't know what your name is.”

You bites your lower lips and tried your best to behave normal instead of be weird.

“My friends used to call me Lark. ”

“Glad to be your trainer,Lark. I am Bucky. ”

“Glad to meet you, Bucky. ”

“Shit, it's not fair, we want to be their trainer too. Look at those pretty ladies, let's why they suddenly said they don't want to accept more people. ”

Across the gym, some pairs of the eyes looked at you four hungry

“Why you could be so happy, Jensen? ”

The man wear green shirt showed his phone

“My chickpea agrees to let me be her trainer, so I have to pick her up,see ya guys! ”

“Oh great another bastard! I assume there's now only me and you, Johnny.”

The younger male smirked and shook his head.

“Nah, Ryan, only you. Colin and I would bring our girls here next week. And now I have to work, good luck.”

After Johnny left, Ryan unlocked his phone and called a number

“...Hey, it's me...did you have time this Saturday?”

#sam wilson x female chubby reader #ari levinson x female chubby reader #bucky barnes x female chubby reader #steve rogers x female chubby reader #sam wilson x reader #ari levinson x reader #bucky barnes x reader #steve rogers x reader #1000night masterlist #captain trio series

[stressed-chaos]

Memories - Part 19

I'm so sorry, I've not been getting any time to post! This one is terribly long and late.

As always, hope this part is nice! Comments are appreciated!

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Warnings: Descriptive nightmare, language, mentions of stabbing, sword and knife, mentions of being sick and screaming, food, a cheesy chapter, mentions of falling, kidnapping

The sun shining brightly in the sky formed two hands and a bucket of water with its rays and poured it on Ben’s head. Kidding. The sun’s ascent in the sky and spreading light everywhere did wake him though. He really should close the curtains on that fucking window. He squirmed and tried to face the other side, but found his hands locked with something. It was enough to bring the memories of last night and a smile crept on his face. His thought soon turned to, Is she alright? 

He remembers when they woke up the same way in that hospital and the almost kiss, respectfully stopping before he could. This time though, he could, couldn’t he? She came to him after a nightmare, she trusted him enough to comfort her after a night scare. He was proud of that emotional intimacy. Thinking that, he leaned forward and pecked her cheek, still keeping his lips close to her cheek. Even if she was his, he would still respect her boundaries. He felt her stir and swiftly moved moved away from her pretending to be asleep.

“I know you’re awake,” her voice rang through the room and Ben could hear the shit eating grin she had.

“Guilty,” he put his hands up. “You’re alright?”

“Yeah…yeah I’m good. Thank you.”

“There’s nothing to be thankful about.”

“No, no. Thank you for yesterday.”

“You don’t have to thank me for that either. I’ll always be there, alright? And if you’re ever ready to talk about it, you can always talk to me.”

Y/N nodded and leaned to peck his cheek, but at the last moment decided to kiss his forehead too. “So, you’re like my therapist? I thought you only had a degree in literature.”

“I’m just a great listener—wait how did you know that?”

Their friend.

His face fell. S’alright, she’ll remember. It’s not Christmas for a miracle to happen anyway. Speaking of that, Y/N got up and opened the window, taking in the view outside. The cold wind entered their abode and the man in bed shivered, pulling the covers tighter over him. He was wrapped in a blanket burrito with just his eyes visible causing her to gasp when she turned back and Ben to laugh. She rolled her eyes muttering ‘You little shit’ and hit him with a pillow before getting out and going to the kitchen.

Ben stayed a few more moments enjoying the domestic bliss and got dressed. He came out to see in the kitchen, to see Y/N making hot chocolate while Padfoot ate his meal soundly beside her. A perfect start for a perfect day. But she was looking for something, which Ben assumed was chocolate. It was on a higher shelf so he offered to pick it up, his chest pressed against her back. He tried to keep the effect of this interaction on him to normal, but his love knew him better than he did, even while not knowing him at all.

“Nervous Mr.Barnes?”

“What do I have to be nervous about, Ms.Parker?”

“Me.”

Ben was too stunned to reply. Y/N just laughed and continued on with her task, making the perfect hot chocolate for them, and filling her cup with marshmallows to the point where he wasn’t sure if it even had hot chocolate in it anymore, while he pet Pads on the head.

-

The phone ringing brought him back to Earth from the planet ‘How it would be like to kiss Y/N’s marshmallow coated lips.’ Ben went to hand it to her, but seeing the caller ID, he decided to pick it up himself.

“Hey sister. Remember me?”

“Don’t know about her, but your brother-in-law remembers you well.”

“Oh hello Barnes. How are you?”

“I’m good. Didn’t know you were an early worm.”

“The cat woke me up. How’s Y/N?”

“She’s good, making hot chocolate for us.”

“I miss those marshmallows.”

Ben laughed, “Come over then. We’ll make another cup for you.”

“Sorry. I have to cancel, got a little stuff to do.”

And he abruptly hung up. Ben, though a little confused, texted him their address, anyway. He found her on the couch watching tv, occasionally sipping her cup. That was fast, almost as she moved at the speed of sound. He propped down on the couch beside her, not-so-subtly adjusting himself to be close to her. Y/N sensed that and with eyes not leaving the tv, she snuggled to his side, immediately being engulfed by his warmth. She noticed her increased heartbeat was in sync with her cuddle buddy. 

Ben adjusted himself so she was lying in between his legs, with her head resting peacefully in the space between his stomach and chest. He was grinning like an idiot, but was too elated to care about anything except having her in his arms. Moments like these made everything go smooth in a fine line. He could pretend, just this once, that the last year didn’t happen without a care in this world and it was all a decoy someone was plotting just cause they were bored. 

Nothing else mattered for them in those moments, but each other. Time was a constant in this black hole, and they were both here, away from all the awful around them and in their little safe haven.

They released a content sigh, but got too embarrassed to say anything about it. Y/N asked him about something he would like to watch but he was too distracted by her eyes, her lips, her freckles, everything about her basically, to notice it. Shrugging, she flicked through songs until she landed on one of her favorites.

Ben was brought out of his obvious staring by the opening melody of Sign of the times filling their surroundings. The girl’s eyes were fixated on the tv and he should’ve been jealous, but he knew there was nothing between them, the real reason hiding from his sight. 

Y/N’s eyes grew wide and she felt like she was thrown through a portal into the place from her night terror. She wasn’t sure if she was asleep, awake or somewhere in between. She saw Harry’s lips moving but they did not form the words they were supposed to, instead, the same Russian accent came out.

I’m going to get you.

Words were echoing in her head like a broken tape recorder. She saw the same pair of green eyes and heard a groaning sound before a hand reached towards her with a sword sized knife. She could make out light coming from somewhere, forming a pennywise smile. She tried to look away but it was as if all the force of this universe wanted her to see it coming towards her maliciously. This time, the person was smart enough to stuff a piece of cloth in her mouth. 

She heard a muffled shouting of a faint “Noooo” being repeated with fear. Her eyes went wide when a light suddenly flickered on her side and she was looking into a pair of deep black eyes. 

Before the green eyed pennywise could attack her, the black eyed person sprang from their place and pushed her away. She let out an oomph after hitting the floor and was engulfed in a familiar scent. She noticed she was free of those cuffs and the rag was surprisingly gone. Seeing a bloody knife making its way towards them she screamed and jumped in front of the dark eyed person, turning back slightly to see their face–

“Come back. Love, come back to me,” her name was being spoken in hushed whispers.

And she was back in the living room. The song was paused, the screen not focusing on the singer. Instead, she was met with the same dark eyes, but they held a little fear, panic and as always, adoration. The blurred face became clear and she recognized Ben, whose forehead was bleeding, causing her to look away. She heaved a sigh and gained some courage to look again, hand involuntarily reaching towards the wound, not finding any red liquid. Her tear dam broke and she latched himself to her comfort like a baby koala wanting its mother to protect it. She buried her face in the crook of his neck, practically sitting on his lap and tears soaking his shirt. Ben kept repeating comfort words in her ears, interrupting with occasional hums of her favorite song, effectively calming her down.

Y/N’s sobs grew quiet and she mumbled, “I thought I lost you. Don’t—don’t leave me please.”

“Love, I would never leave you. I promise we will always stick together. You can’t lose me even if you tried.” My heart won’t be with me if I ever set sail away from you. I would always return to you, my harbor, he was both content on keeping these thoughts to himself, for now.

Maybe one day, when everything is alright.

-

Y/N’s nightmares continued as the days progressed. They weren’t any worse, the same one repeating over and over. Sometimes she would pass snarky remarks over to the green-eyed person or sometimes she would feel just helpless. She hadn’t been able to see who the green-eyed person was but she was sure of the other prisoner. She had still not told the worried man of his full involvement in her terrors. She assured him everyday that he wasn’t the cause for them, instead, he was the comfort. Ben was visibly upset sometimes, and he thought she hadn’t noticed but she did not want to burden him even more. He suggested seeing a therapist, knowing how important it was to talk about all the scares in her head. They hadn’t reached any conclusion on that yet.

-

The pair was going to the store down the street with Padfoot sauntering ahead. Pads was wagging its tail, clearly excited about their weekly trip to the store, while they were comversing among themselves, while keeping an eye on that overenthusiastic fur ball ahead of them.

“Is that my beanie?” Y/N mused, looking over at the blue beanie comfortably resting on Ben’s head.

“Is that my jacket?”

“You can’t prove it Barnes.”

“Actually–” He moved to reach for the back collar of the jacket playfully. “It’s ours.”

“The beanie too?”

He nodded, making Y/N’s face lite up.

-

The lady made a dash for the candy section, looking like a kid on Christmas morning, while Ben went on to find some groceries. She noticed a man approaching her when she couldn’t reach the top shelf. Stiffening unconsciously, she was about to move away when the man reached to the top shelf and handed out the peanut butter jar she was trying to reach. Her eyes darted between his hand and face. Accepting the jar, she thanked him and went to find her companion. 

Ben was holding a packet of cheese in each hand, examining it closely, maybe to check for poison, when he heard Y/N call out his name and saw a hand reach out in his peripheral vision to take one packet from his hand and put it in the basket. 

“Got all the healthy stuff you needed Barnes?”

“Got all the candy you needed Parker?”

She nodded before walking by his side. 

-

The sky was darkling by the time they had decided on the therapist thing, deciding to finally see one after a lot of convincing from Ben. They had asked Seb for advice and it was opted that she would visit her by the end of this week. They had dropped Pads off at Ben’s parents house earlier that day, since they were both about to go back on their jobs.

Despite Y/N’s protests of letting her help, Ben was preparing their meal while she had her legs propped up on the loveseat, reading a book. She let out an occasional laugh or gasp and Ben was just fondly admiring from the kitchen, keeping a side eye on the food. She had not changed out of his jacket, reasons being ‘it was extra warm and smelled nice.’ He just loved seeing her in his clothes, even if it was just a cap. She always looked better in them than he did, in his opinion and hence, Y/N’s closet was more than half filled with his clothes. They sadly came back to him when Sebastian arranged their stuff around the house. Whenever he brought clothes though, they were always labeled as ‘theirs’. He also occasionally stole one of her oversized shirts and usually took them with himself when he went filming.

Chuckling to himself, he went and pulled one of his Queen hoodies and gave them to her, claiming that the jacket might be too uncomfortable at home. Furrowing her eyebrows, Y/N accepted the hoodie and quickly changed herself, thanking him and nuzzled her nose on her shoulder side, basking in the smell. She asked him again if he wanted any help and when he shook his head, she sighed and continued her reading. 

Ben called her for dinner when she was about to finish her book and she hastily put a bookmark on the correct page, sprinting towards the dining room, eager to taste his cooking. He hadn’t cooked anything lavish but the meal he made sure tasted delicious. Y/N moaned when the flavors exploded in her mouth before complimenting him profusely, saying something along the lines of, “I could kiss you for this,” to which she didn’t notice Ben’s grin, too busy wolfing down all the food. She let out a contented hum and moved to peck his cheek, true to her words. 

Swallowing her food with a gulp, she asked Ben one question that had been lingering in the back of her mind. “Can I ask you something?”

Ben nodded, with his mouth full. 

“Did I have any partners?”

And Ben almost choked on his food. Fortunately he was able to get himself together just in time. “What do you mean?”

“Boyfriend? Girlfriend? Fiancee? Wife? Husband?” she began listing off. “You see, since I kind of cannot remember some things…I wanted to know if I had forgotten a partner or not.”

Now was his chance. He can tell her. It would be alright. “I know what a partner is. You —don’t have a partner. Single through and through.” 

And he blew it.

“You’re…happy?” He let out in a suspicious tone. Hints of disappointment could very well be detected in him. 

“Of course I am. I don’t have to worry about finding and remembering another person. I need to get my life together before thinking of a relationship.” She cupped his hand with hers over the table, Ben’s eyes following her movement. “Besides, I will be able to devote my full focus to remembering you and I hope I succeed as soon as possible.”

She kept her hand there for the rest of the dinner. Not that Ben minded anyway.

Y/N cleaned up after dinner, while Ben went to the Stark household to deliver some pie their loved. It had become a habit after she first tasted it during a visit. The house was just down the street and he was sure he would be back in a jiffy, but as he was returning, there was a sudden burst of rain. Ben usually enjoyed rain, but the weather was too chilly. He ran as fast as he could, and even after his best efforts, when he reached home, he was soaking from head to toe. 

Y/N ushered him inside and ran to fetch a towel while he stood on the porch, dripping wet. She rubbed the towel on his head first, while Ben dried his face. She had also brought some new clothing items for him and Ben, very carefully went towards the bathroom to have a steaming shower and change. 

He heard he voice behind him, “You’re getting sick tomorrow.”

“I’m not getting sick darling.”

#ben barnes #sebastian stan #benjamin barnes #benjamin thomas barnes #ben barnes x reader #ben barnes x y/n #ben barnes x you #sirius black #fanfic #fanfiction #Memories #bin bons #Stark #benjamin #sebby stan

[muiltfandomsqueen]

Peter: *having a mental break*

Tony: Who has hurt my kid?

Natasha: *grabs her knives*

Loki: I will ensure those Midgardian will suffer

Peter: It...was...Mr.Barnes!

Tony: BARNES!! WHAT DID I SAY?! DONT LET THE KID WATCH HORROR FILMS!!!

Bucky: it was his stupid doe eyes I swear

#marvel #tony stark #bucky barnes #natasha romanoff #mcu loki #peter parker

[imaginativeavengers]

Mr.Barns I'm in need of assistance 🥹

How can I help?

- JBB

[focusbucky]

this is all i can think about in your class mr. barnes

Hey. Hi. That's me. I'm Mr.Barnes. We should just...do that so you don't have to think about it anymore

#bucksdolll🖤

[aalyssah]

Extra Credit

Pairing: Professor!Bucky Barnes x Student!Reader

Warnings: Smut. Aftercare, Choking, Cursing, Deep Throat, Degradation, Face Fucking, Hair Pulling, Humiliation, Oral, (Bucky Receiving), Praise, Slapping, Spanking, and Unprotected Sex. Minors DNI 18+

Word Count: 1,947

Summary: When you fail a test, you go to talk to your hot professor for some extra credit, but they have something else in mind.

A/N: I kinda like this one and I hope you do too. Hope You Enjoy!

You rushed to your class fast. You were 15 minutes late because you've been studying all night for a test in your 3rd period. This test counted 80% of your grade, so you wanted to make sure you passed.

You didn't realize that you studied until 5:23 AM and what made it worse is that you had to wake up at 6:00. You busted through the door of Mr.Barnes class, breathing heavily, making everyone's attention turn to you. "Ms.Y/L/N, you're late."

You went to your desk, bowing your head. "I know, I'm sorry, sir." Bucky looked at you up and down, taking in your outfit, but continued to teach. You sighed, putting your head down for a couple of seconds.

"Alright, take everything off your desk except a pencil and I'll pass your test out." Your head shot up fast, almost giving you a whiplash. 'What test?' You thought, panicking as Mr.Barnes came around with papers. He never said anything about a test.

He stood in front of you, placing a paper on your desk. "Make sure you all do your best! This counts for 70% of your grade." You felt as if you could pass out right then and there. Two big important tests in one day and you only studied for one.

Mr.Barnes sat down at his desk, typing on his computer while others took the test. You looked around the room, seeing others getting to work fast, while you were stuck with reading one word. You didn't know what to do, but you tried your best.

You remembered some answers to the questions, but half of the test was blank. "You have 10 minutes left." You shakily started choosing answers that sounded best to you. You were an all A student, so you couldn't afford a bad grade, but at the same time, anything is better than a zero.

"Times up!" Mr.Barnes got up and began collecting everyone's test. 'I think I did good!' Some girl behind you said with a smile, but you weren't smiling. You were upset. Upset because you know that you were gonna fail, but you would probably get at least a 60.

Everything will be alright. Or will it?

-

As Mr.Barnes graded the papers he gave everyone free time to do whatever, but you were stressed. Your leg was bouncing up and down, biting your nails, small noises coming out your mouth. The bell rang and everyone began to pack up.

You were in the middle of getting up when Mr.Barnes' voice stopped you. "Y/n, I need you to stay." You silently cursed under your breath as everyone left, leaving you and your Professor alone.

You gulped, putting your bag down and walking to his desk. "Yes Sir?" Barnes sighed, grabbing your test paper. "You failed your test badly." Your eyes almost bugged out your head as you saw the score.

45 written in red in the right hand corner. "Look, I don't know what's going on with you, but what happened to my A+ student?" You felt tears come to your eyes at the fact of your teacher scolding you. "S-sir, I'm-" Bucky held his hand up, stopping you from talking.

"If you want to graduate, you need to pass my class Y/n, and you're not showing that right now." You whimpered quietly at his scolding. "Please Sir, I'm sorry, I'll do anything just please don't fail me!" Bucky perked at the one word.

"You'll do anything?" You desperately nodded your head. "Yes, is there any way I can get extra credit? To boost my grade up." Bucky smirked, at your suggestion. "Yeah there is." Your mood rose at his agreement. "Okay, what is it?"

Bucky placed his lap on his lap. "You on your knees taking my cock down your throat and then letting me fuck you until you can't cum anymore." You froze, as a blush formed on your cheek. "W-what?" Bucky cut you off. "You heard me."

You stuttered to get words out your mouth. "But Sir that-" Mr.Barnes stopped you once more. "Call me Bucky, doll. Now get on your knees unless you don't want the extra credit." You closed your eyes, thinking about everything that could happen.

If you do it you'll have to live with the guilt, but if you don't your grade will go down. Next thing you knew, you were dropping down to your knees in front of him. "Good girl." Bucky brushed your hair from your face, bucking his hips forward.

"I'm sure you know what to do." Your hands shakily reached up for the belt on his suit pants. You slowly unbuckled it and pulled his pants down to his knees.

Just then you could see the bulge, threatening to bust out his underwear.

With the help of his hips up, you pulled his underwear down and almost whined at the sight.

He was big.

Bigger than any average man.

You gulped, looking up at him with wide eyes. "What? Never seen a cock this big before?" The teasing tone in his voice made you even more scared. You slowly began stroking him, watching as his piercing blue eyes looked down at you.

You finally took him in your mouth, cringing at the taste of his salty pre-cum in your mouth. You bobbed your head gently, taking him deep in your throat as you stroked whatever you couldn't fit.

You must've been going to slow for his liking because he started thrusting his hips up slowly, pushing his cock down your throat. You gagged, trying to pull off, but Bucky knew what you were doing and he was way faster than you. His hand fisted in your hair, pushing you down.

You felt as if you couldn't breathe as he fucked your throat, his cock hitting your uvula repeatedly. You found strength in you to push his hips back, taking all the air in your lungs. Just then, Bucky's hand balled in your hair, forcing you to look up at him. "Did I fucking say you could do that?"

You looked up at him with teary eyes. "Huh?" A slap was placed on your cheek as you shook your head. He dragged you to his desk, making you sit against it, with your back. "Push me one more time and see if I won't fail you." You whimpered at his threat.

"I'm gonna fuck your throat and you better not push me back. Not once." You didn't have a chance to say anything when his hands came to the side of your face. "Open, tongue out ." You complied, sticking your tongue out. He guided his cock to your mouth, pushing back until he settled in your mouth.

He started off slow, not wanting to dive in completely. When his cock hit the back of your throat, you choked, putting your hands on his thighs. "I don't wanna hear it. Relax your jaw." You took his advice and it made it way easier.

His pace increased as he grew used to it, legs spreader wide, and groans falling from his mouth. "Fuck, your mouth is so good." He praised, increasing his pace. Saliva coated his balls as they slapped against your chin. Your head hit the desk, causing things to fall off, but Bucky didn't care.

You hollow your cheeks around him, earning a grunt as he pulled back abruptly. "You tryna make me cum so fast?" He chuckled, picking you up and placing you on this desk.

"You still want your extra credit? If not, you're free to walk out and we'll never speak of this again." Without hesitation you nodded. "Of course you do, such a whore for your teacher." He pulled your skirt down, revealing your white panties with a small bow in the front.

He cursed under his breath, not knowing how long he was gonna last at the sight. And when he pulled your panties down, pray for him. There you were, legs spread on his desk, folds glistening on display. For him and only him. "Fuck, you look so good."

He rubbed his tip up and down your folds, teasing by pushing his tip in and out, moaning when you clenched around him. "Sir, I don't think that can fit." Bucky only laughed while shaking his head.

"Oh baby, you don't even know." He slowly pushed inside you, groaning at how tight you were. "Fuck, doll. No one ever fuck you?" You whimpered nodding your head while holding onto him. "Well they didn't do a good job if you're this tight."

Bucky gave you time to adjust to his size while he needed to adjust to you. You've never felt anything like this before. Your last boyfriend was nothing compared to Bucky.

He carefully rocked his hips in you, feeling like he was gonna die at how you were swallowing him whole. "Feel so good." You whined, clenching around him. You attempted to meet his thrust, which angered Bucky.

He pushed you down on your back, lifting a leg over his shoulders, hitting deeper with every thrust. "Harder, plea-" You cut yourself off with a moan when his hand came to your throat."You don't have a say in making demands." He squeezed down, almost cutting off all your air circulation.

He grunted as you scratched down his back when he hit your sweet spot. "Holy shit!" Bucky shook his head in shame, tsking. “For an innocent girl, you have a huge potty mouth. How would your Dad feel if he heard you using such words?"

His teasing had your eyes rolled to the back of your head at the thought of your Dad. You should be ashamed because he's a priest. A man working in the name of God, with a daughter with such vulnerable language.

"Oh God!" You sobbed as he pounded into you, hitting your spot every time. Bucky chuckled, shaking his head. "Oh doll, god can't save you now." You swear this man was gonna be the death of you.

He continued pounding you until you could think of what day it is. The sound of skin clapping and moans filling the room could be heard and to your surprise, no one has walked in yet. "Damn doll, you're clenching me so tight. Gonna cum?"

You nodded your head, feeling tears come to your eyes. His hand returned to your clit, rubbing slow circles on your sensitive bud. "All you gotta do is cum and the extra credit is all yours." You walls kept clenching around his cock, begging for release and when it did hit, you felt as if you were in heaven.

Bucky instantly leaned down into a kiss to quiet you down as your body shook and your eyes rolled to the back of your head. Bucky let out a grunt as he came, painting your walls white. "Fuck."

He waited a couple of seconds to let you calm down and gently slipped out, making you whine. "Shh, it's okay. You did so good for me." He grabbed a couple of tissues and began wiping you clean. "I'm done. As you sat up, more things fell on the floor and papers stuck to your back from the sweat.

You took the papers off and hopped off the desk, only to fall straight on the floor. Bucky started laughing, a blush forming on your face. "H-help me, you did this to me!" Bucky helped you up and guided you to your backpack.

Before your hand touched the doorknob, Bucky called out, "Next time you need an extra credit, you know where to come."

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[jamesbbarneshere]

Hi mr.barnes! How are you? I just wanted to ask if you could add me in one of your lover's tags? God I don't even know how to ask this.

– Love, Jenny

hi there sugar i’m doing good, how are you? and ofcourse i can sugar

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[vadergf]

Yeah

#im looking very respectfully mr.barnes

[sensei-venus]

Aicifjdhdurhur8chdud-

Older Mike Barnes being a single dad to a little boy who's about to start kindergarten and he falls for his son's chubby soft spoken sweet teacher?

I love the whole single parent x children's teacher trope

- gemini sensei

( @gemini-sensei ) (unedited)

Mike rolled his eyes as he looked at the giant school in front of him. He was currently parked outside his sons new school. He was already five minutes late for pick up because of shitty traffic, he hoped his son wasn’t to upset about it. It was his first week at big kid school of course. Mike was happy to see his son going into kindergarten and was very proud of him, he worked really hard to move up grade’s in such little time.

He huffed as he got out of the car and fixed his suit before walking up to the big building. Luckily he knew what classroom his son had, he made sure to keep all of the boys important school information in a folder. All the pamphlets, paper work and random notes that the school had sent out where neatly tucked away from him to find in a hurry. Mike did feel bad about the first week all together, he accidentally showed up late to the last open house and wasn’t able to meet his sons new teacher. He was only able to get her name and room number.

He rubbed at his eyes as he walked into the building and started walking though the empty hallways. A few people still lingered around the halls, a few parents and teachers still crowded around classroom doors talking. Kids bounced around waiting to go home.

His eyes locked on a door at the end of the hallway, the class number painted on the side with a deep gold color. He quickly looked though the small glass slit of the door and looks around the best he can. The room is a standard classroom, there is a huge children rug on the floor, kids desks grouped up together in the back.

He smiles as his eyes meet the back of his sons brown jacket. He's sitting on the floor playing with some blocks, crisscross apple sauce, he seems to be enjoying his time playing. Mike opens the door and his son looks up and around to find out who is coming in. He smiles at his did before getting up and running to him, lifting his arms up for a hug. Mike bends down and picks him up as he rushes over.

“Dad! I missed you! Today was so much fun, we are learning about shapes and guess what? I can spell my whole name now all by myself!”

Mike grinned as he listened to his son go on and on about what he was learning in class. Rambling on about colors and shapes, the new kids he meet this week in class. He was scattered brained as he kept going. Random comments flying about things he liked and didn't like so far in school.

Mike almost didn't notice the women sitting at the desk in front of the classroom. He didn't even see her get up and walk over to the father son pair.

“So you must be infamous “Dad” he speaks about so highly.” Her voice was soft and almost silky. It wasn’t flirtatious like most women who came up to him, not in the way she was trying to softly speak in hopes of getting his number in a bar or something. Of course this was his sons teacher, he didn’t see a reason for her to try and outwardly hit on him. She must just be normally soft spoken which did make since being she was a kindergarten teacher after all.

He smirked and looked over to her saying “That would be me. Sorry for keeping you late, traffic was horrible. I hope he didn’t talk your ear off, he can do that some times.” He smiled down at his son who was still in his arms. He playfully pinched at the boys ear making him giggle and slap at his fathers hand. Mike set him down and the boy gripped at his fathers jackets pocket, eyes wide as he looked at his teacher, he pointed at her saying “Dad this is my teacher- she’s super nice!”

“Well I am very glad you think I’m nice. Your son is very sweet Mr.Barnes and his enthusiasm is very refreshing. I don’t mind if he talks my ear off all day. I’m guessing he gets that from you?”

“The enthusiasm part maybe, the ability to talk for twenty minutes straight? I’m not to sure of. No idea where he got that from.”

His eyes traced over her figure as she let out a small laugh. She had on a longer dress that was loss fitting but he could make out all of her curve’s. His eyes tried not to linger on her cleavage, rather to stay on her soft lips. They looked soft to the touch, plump and dewy. For a split second he hoped she didn’t take notice of his lingering gaze.

“You can call me Mike by the way.”

“Well if we are going by a first name base’s you can call me Reader.”

She gently shook his hand. He couldn’t help but relish in the softness of her palms as she shook his hand. Her grip was firm but still so soft.

God why did his sons new teacher have to be so fucking adorable…..and hot all at the same time. Maybe he might have to start making it a habit to start showing up late every once in a while to picking his son up.

Not like his son seemed to have a issue saying with his “nice” teacher a bit longer every day.

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