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jessybarnes · 1 year

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Patience

Title: Patience

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Rating: 18+ Only! Minors DNI!

Word Count: 2,934

Tags: SMUT, angst, fluff, cockwarming, submissive Bucky, handcuffs, drinking, flirting, pet names, maybe slight degradation if you squint, slight dom/sub, masturbation, fingering (female receiving), clit play, permission to cum, edging, orgasm denial, unprotected sex, begging, crying, explicit sexual content, explicit language, and I think that's it.

Written For: @buckybarnesbingo, @sebastianstanbingo, and @anyfandomangstbingo

Square(s) Filled: Y1 - Kink: Cockwarming for Bucky Barnes Bingo // G5 - Submissive!Bucky Barnes for Sebastian Stan Bingo // G2 - Handcuffs for Any Fandom Angst Bingo

Dedicated To: @buckyalpine - I love you, bby ❤️ I really hope you like this 🥺 It's a thank you for all of the amazing content you've put out for us.

Beta(s): Just Grammarly

A/N: I'm so sorry this is bad... I've been so busy these last couple of weeks with Thanksgiving and yesterday was my stepdaughter's birthday and today is my daughter's so I've had basically no time to write. I really hope this isn't terrible, but I'm so sorry if it is. Also, have I already used the below GIF before for one of my fics? Yes. Am I using it again? Yes. Will I probably use it for a future fic? Also, yes. 🤷🏽‍♀️

You sip your drink as you watch Bucky from the bar. Currently, he's smiling at something Steve said, his flesh hand patting the blonde super soldier on the back while his metal one holds his glass of Asgardian mead.

You're not one for parties, but you know it means a lot to Bucky that you're here with him. He's finally rid of the Winter Soldier, the assassin side of him that he's battled to overcome for years, and in true Stark fashion, he threw your boyfriend a party.

It feels like everyone Tony has ever talked to is here, and crowds make you anxious, so the bar is where you'll be until Bucky's ready to go.

Natasha refills your glass and smiles at you warmly, "he's come a long way."

You swirl the amber liquid around a bit before taking a healthy drink.

"He has. I'm so grateful to Wakanda and the Dora Milaje for helping him. It took a while, but we're finally here."

She nods and pours herself a shot, "it's been a long time coming."

"Speaking of coming, I feel like everyone and their mother came to this thing. I don't even know half the people here..."

Nat snorts, "it's Tony, what did you expect?"

"Touché."

A comfortable silence settles between the two of you and you feel yourself starting to unwind.

Finally.

You finish your second drink and motion for Natasha to refill it again. She sets the bottle down and glances over your shoulder shaking her head.

"Looks like one of the secretaries has taken a liking to Barnes."

Well, so much for being able to relax.

You turn in your seat and watch as a pretty blonde touches his arm softly, batting her eyes at him like a giddy schoolgirl.

Bucky doesn't reciprocate, but he doesn't shoo her away either. He looks up at you momentarily and bites his lip before smiling at the girl in front of him. You know he's not really interested in her. He'd never cheat on you. It still doesn't change the fact that he's deliberately flirting with her in front of you though.

Your fingernail taps on the side of your glass as you grow more and more irritated. She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear and trails her index finger down the front of his shirt.

You grip the glass so hard that your knuckles turn white.

"I'll pay you later, Natasha," you down the rest of your whiskey and slam the glass down on the bar top. "Right now I've got something to take care of."

You push through the crowd and tap the blonde on her shoulder. She whips around and gives you a pointed look, "can I help you?"

"Yeah," you raise an eyebrow, "you can help me by stopping yourself from eye fucking my boyfriend."

Her eyes go wide as she looks from you to Bucky. He shrugs and she huffs before walking away.

You glare up at him and he takes your hand, "oh, come on doll. I was just teasing you."

"Don't doll me, James. You know I don't like seeing you giving someone else that kind of attention."

His free hand wraps around your waist and pulls you into him, "come on, baby. Don't be like that."

Steve chuckles, "I don't know, man. That girl was looking at you like you put the stars in the sky, and it's not like you pushed her away when she touched your chest."

"Who's side are you on, pal?" Bucky narrows his eyes at his best friend.

You've had enough. This party, that girl, Bucky's attitude, all of it, and it stirs a possessiveness inside of you that you haven't felt in a long time.

"It's time to go."

Bucky's eyes go wide, "go? But the party just star-"

"I said it's time to go."

Steve whistles as you drag Bucky toward the elevators, "good luck!"

Once you get him back to your shared bedroom, you shut and flick the lock.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y., please tell anyone who comes to our door that we aren't taking visitors."

"Yes, Miss Y/L/N."

Bucky leans against the wall and looks down at you softly, "I swear I didn't mean to upset-"

"Well, you did. Take your clothes off and lay on the bed."

"Y/N, please just let me properly apologize to you."

Your hands move to your hips and you give him a stern look. To anyone who isn't familiar with your relationship, it would be quite comical seeing your tall, muscular, super-soldier boyfriend being so submissive to you. You know he needs this though, to be able to let go and give himself completely to someone he knows won't hurt him. And who are you to deny him that? Especially since you love the rush of taking control sometimes.

"Don't make me ask you again, James."

Bucky bites his lip as he stands up straight. He pulls the red henley he's wearing over his head, and you watch the movement of his well-defined muscles with hooded eyes. He undoes the button on his jeans and slides them and his boxers down to his ankles before stepping out of them.

"I really am sorry, baby"

"I know you are." You gesture behind him, "I've changed my mind. Sit with your back against the headboard."

He turns to walk over to the bed and you groan at the unimpeded view of his ass. Fucking hell, he's perfect.

He settles on the comforter and looks at you with curious, blue eyes. You don't say anything to him as you walk into the closet. Moments later you return with two pairs of silver handcuffs dangling from your fingertips and you watch his cock twitch in interest.

"Y/N, I don't see how this is a punishment," he drawls.

You smirk and cuff each of his hands to the small metal hoops that jut out from the side of the headboard. These were no ordinary handcuffs either, they were made with raw vibrainium which means he can't get out of them easily.

"Trust me," you step back and reach behind you to pull the zipper on the back of your dress, "you'll see."

Bucky watches as the little black dress falls to the floor and pools around your feet, his eyes darkening with want.

"God, you're so damn gorgeous, baby."

You smirk, "and it's too bad you won't get to touch me." You smooth your hands over your soft skin, your fingertips barely catching your nipples making you gasp. "I was really looking forward to those big, strong hands all over me, Buck."

He groans and watches you take off your bra and panties, "come on, pretty girl. Please let me touch you...please?"

You climb on the bed and straddle his chest, his cock beginning to leak in anticipation of your touch. You ignore the urge to and slide two of your fingers between your soaked folds instead.

"Mmm, you should have thought of that before ... fuck ... before you flirted with that secretary.

He watches you circle your clit slowly, his eyes nearly black now as he tugs harder at the cuffs.

"Baby... fuck, baby please!"

"Shit, I'm so wet for you, Bucky...feels so good..."

You bring your glistening fingers to your lips and close your mouth around them, licking them clean of your arousal. Bucky whines and raises his hips in frustration.

"Let me have a taste, please baby? Please! I'm so sorry for even looking at her... God, please...need you so bad..."

You tilt your head to the side and look down at him. His eyes are desperate and you almost give in and undo the handcuffs.

Almost.

"Aww, do you need a taste? Do you want me to sit on your face, baby boy?"

Your tone is teetering the line of sincere and condescending, and it makes another bead of precum spill from the head of his cock. Your words alone are making him fall apart. You've never been this dominant with him and he'd be lying if he said he didn't like it.

"...please."

It's merely a whisper, but you hear him nonetheless and decide to take a little mercy on him.

"Lay on your back for me, baby."

Bucky scoots down, his arms suspended slightly upward and out to the side as he lays flat. You move so your legs are on either side of his head and hover your dripping pussy over his lips.

"Since you love using that pretty mouth to tease and flirt so much, why don't you put it to good use and make me cum. Maybe if you do a good job I'll let you fuck me."

Bucky licks his lips, "I'll make you feel real good, doll. Please... just please let me taste you..."

You lower yourself down to his mouth and he immediately begins ravishing you. His tongue skillfully slides between your folds, alternating from your hole to your clit making you moan.

He's always been so good at this. Taking you apart over and over again until you're a shaking, quivering mess. But this? The way he's delving his tongue into your dripping cunt, devouring you as if he needs you to survive, it's another side of him you've never seen before and it's one of the hottest things you've ever experienced with him.

"Fuck... yeah, baby just like that."

Bucky groans and moves back to your clit, sucking it and flicking it with the tip of his tongue. His untouched cock is leaking profusely now. He's determined, desperate to feel you cum, desperate to make you fall over the edge and taste you.

It isn't long until the familiar coil begins to ignite and your legs start to shake from the amount of pleasure your boyfriend is bringing you. Your hands tangle in his hair, pulling it as your hips rock against his mouth.

"Oh, Bucky! Don't stop, baby! Don't you fucking stop... oh, my god...fuck, you're gonna make me cum!"

He moves his tongue faster, tugging at the cuffs and wishing he could grip your luscious thighs.

Your eyes flutter closed and you throw your head back as your orgasm shoots through you like a bolt of lightning. Bucky doesn't stop, and you let him work you through your high until it becomes too much. Finally, you climb off of him and lay on the bed at his side, moving your fingertips up and down his thigh slowly while he breathes heavily.

"Did such a good job for me, baby. You made me cum so hard."

Bucky turns to look at you, "does that mean I can fuck you now?"

You bite your lip and just barely graze his thick shaft.

"Oh, sweetheart, you didn't think it would be this easy, did you? You thought giving me one orgasm would warrant forgiveness for deliberately flirting with someone else in front of me?"

Bucky gasps and whines from your touch, his cock twitching in need.

"Doll, p-please...," his eyes shine with tears and his fists clench and unclench, "I'll never do it again, I promise! Please I...I need you so bad...so bad, baby..."

You kiss his lips and shush him, before carefully straddling his hips. His eyes are wide and needy as he looks up at you, and your heart thuds hard against your ribcage. He's so fucking beautiful like this. All spread out for you. Needy and begging for your touch.

Bucky is so good at being in control when you need him to, but at times like this, he's the prettiest submissive you've ever seen.

"Sit back up for me, honey. I'm going to give you a reward, okay?"

He nods and scoots back up so his back is against the headboard again. He watches as you rise on your knees and reach behind you. His eyes roll back into his head as you wrap your fingers around his cock, and you immediately pull them away.

"Ah, ah, ah...keep those eyes on me, baby."

Bucky nods and you curl your fingers around him again before lining him up with your entrance. You're so wet that you don't even need him to prep you.

Ever so slowly, you sink down on his thick, hard cock. Bucky's so worked up that you can feel him throbbing as you take him to the hilt.

"You're so fucking big, baby. Mmm, you fill me up so well. Does this feel good, sweetheart?"

He shudders and resists the urge to raise his hips so he'll go deeper, "so good...feels so good."

"Is this what you wanted, honey?"

Bucky swallows thickly and lets out a shaky breath.

"Wanna...wanna feel you ride me. Please...please just wanna cum for you."

You cradle his face in your hand and brush the pad of your thumb over his stubble, "only good boys get what they ask for, baby. Besides, I love feeling you just like this. So deep inside me, the head of your pretty cock kissing my cervix, you make me feel so full."

Bucky whimpers and you lean forward to kiss him again, your mouth moving against his slow and sweet.

He kisses you fiercely and you reciprocate with just as much fervor. Bucky could stay like this forever, just drowning in the way you feel around him, in your touch, and your taste.

You pull away and smooth your thumb over his bottom lip, "if I uncuff one of your hands, are you going to be good for me?"

The thought of being able to touch you makes his eyes fill with tears as he nods enthusiastically.

"If you can be a good boy for me I'll ride you, baby."

You reach for the handcuff keys on the bedside table and uncuff his metal hand.

"Rub my clit, baby boy. Make me cum around your cock."

Bucky reaches down to where the two of you are joined and touches the cool metal of his thumb to your bundle of nerves. You gasp at the contrast of temperatures as he begins making tight circles.

"Fuck, Bucky..."

You rock your hips slightly back and forth, cupping your breasts as hot sparks of arousal shoot through you. A low rumble sounds in Bucky’s chest when he feels you clench around his cock, and he has to force himself not to cum.

"God, baby...can feel you squeezing me. Wanna watch you come undone with my cock buried inside of you. Please, princess? Please come for me..."

The way he's begging for you, the feeling of the smooth metal of his gold and black thumb moving over your clit, and how fucking good it feels to have his thick cock stretch you open sends you falling over the edge for a second time. His name tumbles past your lips over and over and spots dance in your vision as you cum hard for him.

You're both panting when you finally open your eyes again. Bucky's shaking, his eyes are still wide and shining as he silently begs for release and you finally, finally give in to him and plant your palms on his chest.

"You've been such a good boy for me, honey. I'm gonna ride this beautiful cock and I want you to tell me how good it feels, but you can't close your eyes. I want you to look at me when you cum."

You know he's not going to last long. Not when you've worked him up this much, so you don't bother starting slow. You move up and down at a steady pace, listening to his needy, desperate moans.

His metal hand grips your hip and helps to guide you as you start to go faster, and you can feel how close he is, his cock throbbing inside of you as his lips part in a silent scream.

"Oh, my god, babydoll... feels so good... m'so close! Gonna cum so hard for you, pretty girl. Please! Please am I allowed to cum? Can't hold it anymore...s'too much...feels too good... please ... please!"

You brush away his tears and lean down to capture his lips in a passionate kiss.

"Fill me up, baby boy. Come on, let go for me. Show me, sweetheart."

Bucky slams you down on his cock and holds you in place as he groans loudly into your neck. His orgasm crashing into him like a tsunami as he nearly sobs in ecstasy.

You pepper kisses all over his face and shush him as he shakes in your arms, sweet nothings falling from your lips as he comes down from his high. Eventually, you move to get up, but he whines and pulls you closer to him.

"I need to uncuff your other hand, honey."

"But I wanna stay inside you...please? Just wanna feel close to you."

Your eyes soften and you free his flesh hand, rubbing his wrist gently.

"We can stay like this as long as you need to, Buck. I'm not going anywhere."

He moves so you're both on your sides and slides his softening cock back inside of you gently. He sighs happily and buries his face in your neck.

"Love you, princess... love you so much," he whispers sleepily.

You kiss his forehead and rub his back tenderly, "I love you too, baby. Close those pretty eyes and sleep for me, okay? I'll be here when you wake up."

It isn't long until you feel his breathing even out, and you continue to hold him close as sleep begins to take you too.

You're happy and safe inside the embrace of the love of your life.

You're home.

Tagging: @buckyalpine @madashatters18 @sarahrogersevans @chrisevansdaughter @nerdygingermoose88 @brandyywar

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binkszamsstuff · 1 year

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Couldn’t help but stare at her photograph

Summary: James let his faults and insecurities take over his life. Saying things he doesn’t mean because he doesn’t deserve them. This costed him the love of his life and his children.

Warnings: like none really? Crying, angst, kissing, Bucky and reader have children, No happy ending!!!

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For a while I sat there staring at her photograph, For a while I cried and tried not to make a scene.

James watched the old tape of their wedding. The way she looked ingrained into his mind evermore. How he sore to any and everything that he would spend the rest of his life loving her. That’s the only promise he kept out of all of them.

There in the small coffee shop he watched crying as his y/n and their children sit at a table smiling and talking. He tried not to make a scene.

There was a time when we were young I used to make her laugh. But life is long, my love has gone away from me, gone away from me, gone away from me

“Ew James stop! No..no don’t you dare put that on meeee!” James chased her around the island in their home with raw cookie dough, trying to smear it on her. He was shirtless just in some sweatpants, she was in his shirt.

“Come on baby come give me a kiss” he said playfully.

“If I walk over there and give you a kiss promise you won’t get that on me?” She asked hesitantly

“Yes, yes I promise!” He laughed. She slowly made her way to him like a bunny trying to approach a wolf. He had his arms out waiting for her smiling like a fool. Drunk on love. Once she was in his arms, he held her tight and kissed her. It was warm and comfortable. No lust just pure admiration and love.

Once they broke out of the kiss he rubbed the spatula on her nose.

He broke the promise

“James!” They laughed together

life is long, my love has gone away from me gone away from me, gone away from me. Life is long, my love has gone away from me.

“Why!? James have I done something wrong? Just let me in” she begged

“I can’t do this anymore, the routine and boring life. I have a second chance to live my life! To be free from hydra! And…”

“And you don’t want to spend it with me? Or our children?” Hopelessly. Was how she said it. And when she put it that way James felt guilty.

“I-i yes! Alright!” He took his regret out on her, in anger.

“I can’t fucking stand to be in this house! The mess! The noise! The nothingness! There’s nothing here!” He yelled

“Our kids are here! I’m here! Our family and love and home is here! We built this! I thought you loved us” she cried, sobbed, feeling like her whole life had been ripped apart.

Because…it had.

Lately I can’t seem find myself no sleep at all. Lately I just lie awake and hear and dream of a time when she was mine,felt like I had it all. But life is long, my love has gone away from me.

In different beds, in different houses that are not quite home. The broken couple that is no longer one lies awake. Thinking, missing, and dying for the other. The presence of one another still lingers on the other side of the bed. James sits in a half empty house. His kids rooms all cleared out, nothing but some left toys they didn’t want anymore. The other side of the closet, bathroom,and bedroom are still ‘moms side’ James in his heart is still married.

Y/n even though in a new house still has an empty space in the bathroom, closet, and bedroom, and her heart. Her stuff on right his on the left, but now she just has a half empty everything. She still makes room for him even though he is not there.

Gone away from me, gone away from me, gone away from me. Life is long, my love has gone away from me.

He didn’t want the endless hookups or a new woman every night like he once told her. He wanted what he used to have, what has left him. He pushed her away because of his insecurities. His arm, his age, his past, his ability to be a good father which he used to be. The kids were still young. Cecily and grant only 6 and 8, could he make it up them? Make it up to her?

Gone away from me. Life is long, my love has gone away from me. Yesterday is gone. Yesterday is dead. Get it through your head and walk away. Yesterday is gone ain’t no use of hanging on to her memory that only causes you pain.

“I’m sorry and I love you”

“Please don’t give me false hope. I love you James you’re the love of my life! But you made this decision and I- I don’t know if I could survive another thing like this happening. I’ll miss for the rest of my life.”

“I’ll miss you until the end of time.” He kissed her goodbye one last time before the kids could notice them, the two kids sitting in the car waiting for them to stop talking so they could go get ice cream with their dad.

At least he tried to get his life back after he broke it.

For awhile I sat there staring at her photograph. For awhile I cried and tried not to make a scene. There was a time when we were young I used to make her laugh. But life is long, my love has gone away from me.

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He sat and watched her marry a new man. One who could hold and keep his promises. And not let insecurities get in the way of his love and family. For this was James’ life now. Staring at her photograph.

The end

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buckymilf · 2 years

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40s bucky: yes i served... served looks

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August 13, 2023

Happy 41 Birthday to Sebastian Stan.

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braveclementine · 4 days

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October 21: Knife Play (Bucky Barnes)💙

Warnings: 18+ readers only, Knife play, knives, Sergeant kink, more knives, pet name, some more knives, possession kink, KNIVES! DO YOU UNDERSTAND THERE WILL BE KNIVES!!!! 🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪

Copyright: I do not own Bucky Barnes (Please own me Sergeant) or any other Marvel/MCU characters. I also do not condone any copying of this.

"I want to know your dangerous side." You begged Bucky.

"God doll. . ." Bucky groaned.

The two of you were in the bedroom late at night. He'd just gotten back from a mission a few hours ago, falling asleep almost immediately. But now he was up, and he'd been cuddling you and kissing you, wanting to make love.

Nat always told you about the things that she and Bruce did in bed and some things. . . well they were probably better off not knowing. Who knew the sweet scientist could be so freaking kinky? Or maybe he was just going along with Nat's kinks.

Either way, you and Bucky always had a good sex life. He was extremely rough and dominating, but he never fully let himself go either, always afraid that he had to be careful or he'd hurt you. But now, you were begging him to let go and use his kinks in bed. He on the other hand, was afraid he'd hurt you.

"C'mon Bucky, you won't hurt me! It's been years since you were the Winter Soldier and you have control over everything now! Besides, I like it when you're rough with me. I want you to let go, please?"

"Shit why do you have to beg me like that." Bucky groaned, hands tightening on your arms where he was holding you. "You know I always give in when you ask like that."

"That's why I ask like that." You teased. "But seriously Bucky, we have safe words for a reason. If I get uncomfortable, I'll use them. Promise."

He gazed at you and you held your breath, waiting. "What if I have a very, very unusual kink?"

"Then I get to explore a new way of having sex." You said quickly.

He narrowed his eyes at you, "Did you already have a conversation without yourself to combat any questions or remarks I might throw at you?"

"Yes."

A grin broke out over his face and he shook his head in amusement, "Fine doll. But I want you to use the safe words immediately, understand?"

"Yes Sergeant."

His eyes glinted as he rolled out of bed, crossing the room to rummage in the drawer, "Take off that shirt and skirt if you like them doll."

You didn't, because you didn't really like them. It had been old clothes that you had dug out and you had only worn the skirt because it was hot out and you'd stupidly washed all of your shorts in the laundry and they were dry yet.

He had a medium sized knife in his hand when he came back. It had a rather thin blade, good enough to do damage, but could also easily be used as a letter opener if someone wanted. The handle on the other hand was thick and long, with ridges carved in it.

It was actually a beautiful knife, well polished. The handle was black and grey with red tints.

Bucky's hands were steady as he climbed over you, straddling your body, but his breathing was uneven, erotic, and aroused.

"Arms above your head doll." He demanded.

You could already feel wetness pooling in your knickers from his dominance. No matter what, it never failed to turn you on.

You were curious about the knife. You'd heard of knife kinks, but you had always thought those were about pain and you knew that no matter what, Bucky would never cut you with a knife. So he must have something else planned with the knife- but what?

He grasped the collar of your shirt firmly in his metal hand, before slicing the knife down to let the material fall open easily. He made quick work of the shirt before it was nothing more than tatters, falling to the floor, the back of it still under you. He sliced open the bra as well, before moving onto the skirt and then the knickers.

You were just as equally aroused as he was in this moment. Despite the ruining of your clothes- which you deserved as you hadn't listened to him- there was something about his demeanor that was so, so hot.

"How are you feeling doll?" He asked softly. You could feel the blade dragging across your collarbone, but it wasn't cutting skin. It was just a cold edge, making goosebumps rise up on your skin.

"Good." You whispered.

His movements were slow and calculated, watching your every facial expression to make sure you weren't uncomfortable or scared of him.

He switched the knife to his metal hand, turning the knife so that the blade was in his hand, dragging the handle of the knife down to your folds. "Doll?"

"Yes Sergeant?"

"How are you feeling?"

"Like you're still holding back." You teased with a soft smile.

He smiled a little, running the handle of the knife back and forth between your folds. "Well, you are soaking this beautiful knife handle. I guess that does mean something at least."

"Well I love it when you're dominant." Your voice said in a seductive tone.

He full our smirked, pushing the handle lightly against your opening and pulling back. It was nowhere near as big as his cock, of course, but it was still bigger than two or three of his fingers, so there was still a bit of a stretch.

"Relax for me doll." Bucky murmured.

You relaxed as much as possible in the bed, craning your neck slightly so that you could watch as he pushed the knife handle in half-way. A stuttering breath fell from your lips and it seemed to relieve Bucky some.

His pace didn't speed up any, but he wasn't being as hesitant, slowly moving the handle in and out of you until he finally pushed the entire thing in.

Chills erupted out onto your entire body and you shuddered and sighed. "Sergeant."

He looked like he was trying to regain himself now, breathing in and out, his hand not moving the handle. "Oh Fuck Doll, you don't know what you're doing to me right now."

"Sergeant please move." You begged, rolling your hips against the handle. The ridges of the design scraped nicely across your walls, making sure that the sweet spots were hit at just the right angle. And there was a wonderful fullness to it, though it would never beat his prick.

He started to move faster and you did your best to relax, though you weren't entirely sure how it would be now that it was moving faster. But it actually felt really good, and you made sure that Bucky knew it by all the moans and whimpers that spilled from your lips.

"Oh fuck Doll, you don't know what you do to me. The idea of watching you get off by one of my most dangerous and prized weapons just fucking arouses me. Fuck Doll just cum whenever you want. Make sure you scream for me. Scream for your Sergeant." He groaned.

You finally let your head drop back on the pillow, neck sore from having it cinched the entire time. You could feel your stomach muscles clenching and contracting as your approaching orgasm was coming, and your walls continued to squeeze the blade handle inside of you.

"Fuck! SERGEANT!" You screamed as you released all over the handle. He continued to work you through your orgasm, adding his flesh fingers to your clit and making you cum again.

After he made you cum another three times by his fingers and handle alone, he finally pulled the blade out of you. It was absolutely filthy, the way that your juices had collected in streams in between the ridges of the handle.

Bucky chuckled, "Open up doll."

You opened your mouth obediently and he stuck the blade handle just a few inches into your mouth. He watched you suck your own juices off of the handle, your innocent eyes always on his. He groaned, leaning forward as his hard-on pulsed in his jeans.

He pulled the handle away from your lips, licking the rest of your delicious juices from the handle.

"One more thing before I obliterate this pussy." He whispered, running his fingers through your folds. "But I need to know that you're up for it. It's. . . It's not. . ."

"Buck, it's okay, just tell me." You said softly, reaching up to cradle his face.

"You can say no, of course." He said quickly, moving the blade to your inner thigh, resting it on a point there. "But I just. . . the idea of carving my name right here, so you always know who you belong to, it just entices me."

Your breath hitched in your throat. You'd always loved possessive Bucky.

He mistook the hitching of your breath though and said quickly, "It's fine! I know it would be a little painful and I would never hurt you and I know that maybe in the future you won't want it, or maybe you'd move on of course and you wouldn't want that there or-"

"Bucky." You said firmly, attempting to calm him down. "I would love for you to take possession of me."

Now his breath hitched in his throat and you waited. "Positive?" he asked quietly.

"Positive." You whispered with a smile.

He hesitated, watching your face. You just waited patiently until he picked the knife back up again, hovering it above your right inner thigh. He finally pressed down, breaking skin, and carved his name out. It wasn't deep and though it stung, it was doable.

He was very gentle, wiping away blood smears, his hands slightly trembling, but he couldn't keep the shit-eating grin off his face and it made you happy to see him like this.

He set the knife aside gently, placing a bandage over your new marking, and then kissed it gently. "Thank you doll. You mean the world to me."

"I love you Bucky. You're my Sergeant. I'll follow you to the end of the world." You whispered.

The two of you passionately kissed.

And then he followed through on his promise and obliterated you.

And then you got a wedding ring and seven kids out of it.

#Braveclementineworks #Kinktober2022 #18+readersonly #Knife Play #Bucky Barnes #Sergeant Kink #Sergeant Bucky Barnes #BuckyBarnesxreader #xreader #Kinktoberprompt #Knife kink #pet names #Marvel #Possession kink

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a-reader-and-a-writer-for-all · 2 years

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The Colonel and The Sergeant Masterlist

Summary: When you and your boyfriend Colonel Rick Flag bump into your ex, Sergeant Bucky Barnes, at a bar one night, things get a bit awkward. But how will revelations about your past relationship affect your current one? And what happens when you are forced to turn to Bucky for help a few days later?

Status: Completed

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Alternate Ending

Thank you to @loverhymeswith for the amazing moodboard! 💖

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buckymcbuckbarnes · 2 years

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Would I make Bucky and Steve watch barbie movies with me.

Yes I fuckin would.

#Stucky #sergeant bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #marvel #bucky barnes #Steve #Steve Rogers #Captain america #Winter soldier #Barbie

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smolbean-17 · 2 years

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My Top 10 Male Characters

(In no particular order)

1) Levi Ackerman - Attack On Titan

2) Bruce Wayne - The Batman 2022

3) Hunter - The Bad Batch

4) Bucky Barnes - Captain America

5) Marc Spector - Moonknight

6) Kíli - The Hobbit

7) Zuko - ATLA

8) Peter Quill - Guardians of the Galaxy

9) Anakin Skywalker - Star Wars

10) Billy Hargrove - Stranger Things

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snufflet · 2 years

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Just rewatched CATFA. Can we all just take a second to appreciate how precious Bucky is?

#james bucky barnes #bucky barnes #captain america #james buchanan barnes #bucky #catfa #sergeant james barnes #sergeant bucky barnes #steve rogers #captain steve rogers #captain rogers #the winter soldier #white wolf #captain america the first avenger

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jessybarnes · 2 years

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Right On The Edge

Title: Right On The Edge

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Rating: 18+ Only! Minors DNI!

Word Count: 390

Tags: Smut, fingering (female receiving), metal arm kink, edging, oral (female receiving), overstimulation, orgasm denial, possessive Bucky, crying, explicit language, and that's it I think.

Written For: @kinktober2022

Square(s) Filled: Edging

Beta(s): None.

"Oh, Bucky! Fuck…baby, please!"

You've been laying on his bed, legs spread and chest heaving for what felt like hours. Bucky loves taking you like this, loves bringing you right to the edge, and then taking it away again. You love it too, but it's nearing the point of becoming too much. You aren't even sure he's going to let you cum at this point.

"Mmm, but you look so pretty, babydoll. All spread wide for me, pussy dripping all over my bedsheets. I can't get enough of you, Y/N."

He shoves three of his gold and black metal fingers into your fluttering hole and groans. "Fuck, baby, you hear that? Do you hear how fuckin' wet you are? God, doll you're so damn sexy."

"Bucky!"

He leans in and swirls the tip of his tongue along your clit before closing his lips around it and pulling right back off with a pop.

"Yeah, sweetheart?"

"God, please… please let me cum! I wanna cum so bad, oh, please!"

He smirks and takes his fingers away again, "I don't think you've earned it, Y/N. You seemed pretty comfortable flirting with Steve today in the gym."

He climbs over you and wraps his flesh hand around your throat, squeezing lightly. "And you know I don't like to share when it comes to you, baby."

Bucky taps his metal fingers on your soaked pussy over and over in quick succession and watches your back arch off the bed. He stops again, your desperate whine music to his ears.

"I think I'll do this all night and make you my pretty little fuck toy. How does that sound, doll?"

You let out a choked sob, thick tears falling onto the pillow beneath you, "Bucky, please! I'm sorry I flirted with Steve. I-I was just trying to be nice and give him a compliment."

His eyes darken, "mmm, so you admit it. You were flirting with him."

"N-No…No, I-"

You gasp as he plunges his fingers inside you again, moving them fast and rough along your soaked walls.

I already told you once, Y/N… I. Don't. Share."

He curls them and rubs the spongy spot inside of you, ripping a scream from your throat before stopping again.

"Not even with my best friend."

Fuck, it was going to be a long night…

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binkszamsstuff · 2 years

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I trusted you. Pt2

Part one here

One year later...

We would like to invite you to Mr. Xavier and Miss Y/l/N's wedding. On August 10th 2022

Rvsp here:________

Wanda came running in screaming with joy "y/n's getting married!" She and peter jumping up and down. Wanda held 7 wedding Invitations in her hands tony taking them and handing them out to the people they were addressed too.

Steve's heart stopped he had actually lost you, buckys eyes filled with tears this couldn't be ture. Yeah it had been a year since they lost you but they still sent flowers and tries to call, text anything get you to listen, to come to them. One time did you answered they told you about their love story and the 3 years they cheated on you, all you said was 'at least you can be together now, no more hiding' theirs hearts were filled with joy then they asked if you would come back and the three of you be together. You said no.

A million thoughts were running Steve's head. It could be him. He wanted it to be him marrying you, his name on that stupid invitation. He wanted to grow old with you, have kids with you, have you in all the ways he used to. And he wanted bucky. Steve Rogers could not have everything he wanted.

Everyone knew what they did.

The day after you found out about them steve come to work drunk off thor's asdargain mead, while bucky locked himself in his room. When they asked what was wrong steve gave a slurred statement of what had happened the night before. The team went crazy tony and sam almost cracking steve and buckys ass. Pepper punched him, clint shock his head with a disappointing look walking away with a very pissed off wanda. Natasha went to find you.

It was july 1st now 3 days days till Steve's birthday, it took everyone a little while to get used to steve and buckys relationship most of them hated their relationship not because they hated the LGBTQ+ community but because they hurt y/n.

Bucky again locked himself in his old room not wanting to go into his shared one with steve. In buckys wallet was a poloriad of you and him hugging on the couch, you fast asleep as you laid on his chest snuggled up with him while steve snapped the picture.

That was one week before you left. Bucky questioned himself everyday how he and steve were able to lie straight to your face and say they loved you. The guilt would never go away.

Mean while steve went back to your old apartment the two of you used to share. You left everything with them -starting over completely. Steve had bought the apartment a while before you came into his life and now it was the last part of you he had left. It still smelled like you, your perfume and clothes still in the closet.

The books and Nik-nacs still sat on the book shelf, that apartment held the gosht of you. Steve didnt tell anyone he kept it, telling them he sold it with all your stuff. He would come back to it when he needed you, everything was left the way you had it.

Sometimes he would let himself believe you were coming back to him, that you would come sweeping in the way you did before. A smile on your face as you yelled "stevie love I'm home!" He could still hear your voice calling to him. Your laugh as he chased you around the living room. Your moans and cries of pleasure in the bed that once held the emotions and love of two people till he had to make it three. Dust collecting on your things, he didn't dare move a thing out of place. The bed no longer warm, your clothes sat useless.

He swore he would see your silhouette move around the apartment, he swore some times he could see you, he swore he could feel you with him instead of out there with a your new man. Your gosht still haunted his heart and the walls of home that is no longer one.

A/n: hi!!!! thank you guys so much on the feedback and comments on part one! I love when people interact and share what they think. This chapter is short but the next chapter will be the wedding, also Charles is not the old Charles he is young in this au. But he is still a mutant and a part of the x-men. You can decide whether or not he is in his wheelchair and didnt get shot. I will not specify if he is in one or not etheir way.

Part three

Tags:

@dakotasebastian @supersoilderfan

@coffeebooksandfandom @missvelvetsstuff

@majo240820 @lovely-geek

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navybrat817 · 19 days

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Thinking about riding Bucky's thigh.

You hide your face in the crook of his neck with a whine when he praises you. Tells you how pretty you are as he guides your hips with one hand, the other caressing your body with such care. How proud he is that you're taking what you need and letting him give it to you.

"Doing so well for me. That feel good? You wanna come? So pretty when you come. Let me see it. Let me feel it."

His deep voice is so gentle that it makes your eyes sting with unshed tears.

So you praise him, too, when you ride his thick thigh faster. How you're wet and needy because of him. How his touch makes you feel both weak and alive. And how lucky you are to have his love.

It's enough to push him over the edge with you.

That's all, lovelies. Go about your business. ❤️

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heytheredelulu · 20 days

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Temptation

Bucky Barnes x Reader

18+

Word count: 1.5k

POV: You text your boyfriend a nude selfie while he’s working and now he can’t stop thinking about it.

“You ain’t even touched your dinner, Sarge.” You said with a frown, crossing your arms and leaning back in your chair.

Bucky set his fork down and raised an eyebrow at you. “Sorry doll, but it’s hard to think about anything other than bending you over this table after that little stunt you pulled earlier.” He replied, a smile playing on his lips.

Your mouth fell open and you uncrossed your arms, shifting slightly in your chair. “Oh.” You breathed out.

He nodded slowly, pushing his chair back and standing up. “You thought you could send me picture of those pretty tits of yours while I was in a briefing and I wouldn’t wanna come home and watch ‘em bounce while I fucked you stupid?” He asked.

Your cheeks grew hot and you looked away, chewing your bottom lip, his words sending a wave of arousal crashing over you.

“No, you’re not gonna play shy, doll.” He said, his voice taking on an almost menacing tone. “You weren’t too shy to make my dick hard when I was workin’. I gotta say, I was pretty disappointed when I came home and found you settin’ the table for dinner instead of laying up on it with your pussy spread open and waiting for me.”

Bucky reached out and snatched your wrist, pulling you to your feet. He tilted his head as he waited for you to respond but as your eyes drifted downwards and landed on his cock, hard and straining against his jeans, you couldn’t think of a single thing to say.

Without a moment of hesitation, he grabs you roughly by your hips and forces your jeans down, splaying his large hand across your back to push your chest forward to meet the table. He takes a step back, admiring your bare ass bent over the kitchen table like a full meal on display that he couldn’t wait a moment longer to devour. He reaches out and kneads your ass cheek, his fingers digging into the flesh just enough to make you squirm before he releases you to free his cock. The sound of his belt buckle hitting the hardwood floor was the only warning you received before he kicked your feet apart and sunk himself into you.

“Fuck.”

He bottomed out, his hands gripping your hips and holding you flush against his pelvis as he readjusted his stance.

You let out a whine more akin to a moan at the torture of him remaining painfully still while buried balls deep inside you. “Move.” You begged, your hands curling into fists against the table on each side of your head. You knew he was intentionally drawing this out, punishing you for sending him that damn selfie.

Your plea was met with a sharp slap to your ass and you tensed before the cool metal of his left palm soothed the sting. “Buc-“ You begin to plead again but your words are lost in a gasp as he draws his hips back withdrawing almost completely before thrusting forward deep enough to kiss your cervix.

“Use your words.” He demanded in a low voice, stilling once again.

“God damnit.” You hissed, sucking in a deep breath. “Move. Please.”

A chuckle rose up from his throat and you knew that if you’d be facing him you could see his beautiful mouth twisted into a smug smirk.

“Was that so hard?” He crooned, snapping his hips forward and drawing a moan from you in response.

You shook your head, unable to respond as he slammed into you relentlessly, the legs of the table scraping against the floor from the force of his thrusts, the dishes sliding off and shattering as they hit the floor.

Your breath catches in your chest as heat blooms deep in your abdomen at the sensation of his thick cock dragging along your walls.

Bucky’s hand slides up your back gathering your hair in his fist, pulling it hard and forcing your back to arch as he yanks you up towards him so he can see the look on your face as he fucks you. Your eyes connect with his over your shoulder and the sight of his pupils blown, his brows knitted together and his mouth agape as he relishes in the feeling of your pussy milking his cock does you in. You choke out a cry and tremble beneath him, white hot pleasure crawling up your spine as you fall apart. He fucks you through it with his eyes half lidded and jaw clenching while he watches you crumble, the corners of his mouth twitching into a smirk.

“Fuck, baby.. I love you so much.” You whimper out in a breathless daze.

He inhales sharply and releases his grip on your hair. Your head nearly drops to the table before he catches your jaw firmly in his hand, his eyes wild and intense. “Goddamn, say it again.” He growls through gritted teeth, rutting into you at a renewed pace.

You groan in satisfaction as his hand tightens on your jaw, squeezing your cheeks together. Your voice comes out broken and hoarse as you whimper repeatedly, “I fucking love you. I love you. God I-“ Your words fall short as you cry out, your pussy clenching and fluttering around him as another orgasm rips through you. His grip slackens and he slides his hand to your cheek, his thumb caressing your flushed skin.

“You’re so beautiful like this.” He mumbles. “So fucking beautiful when you come all over my cock.”

Bucky’s words of praise send a shiver up your spine but disappointment washes over you when without warning he’s pulling out and leaving your pussy aching and empty. You look back at him with furrowed brows and a pout, confusion written across your face. He chuckles softly and leans forward to press a kiss to your temple.

“Don’t give me that, doll.” He murmurs against your hair, his arms coming around you to move you onto your back. “You were twistin’ that pretty little neck of yours to keep your eyes on me.” He gives a gentle squeeze to your throat for emphasis as his breath fans across your cheek. Your eyelids slip shut as his hand leaves your neck and he places his large hands on your inner thighs, spreading you open again. The weeping tip of his cock presses against your thoroughly fucked hole and he bites back a moan as he watches himself disappear into your cunt inch by inch.

“Look at me.” He demands, picking up rhythm. He dips down to press his forehead to yours, a shuddering breath escaping his lips as you flick your eyes up to meet his gaze. “I’m not pullin’ out.” He growls, nipping at your bottom lip. “Eyes on me, doll. I’ll be damned if you don’t watch when I fill you.”

You groan in response and meet his mouth with your own, kissing him deeply and carding your hands in his hair. He chuckles softly into the kiss and breaks it momentarily to slide his hands under your shirt and cup your breasts. “Oh?” He let out a low chuckle. “You want that, baby?” He asked, brushing his thumb roughly across your nipple. “You want me to fuck you full of my cum?”

“Yes, please. Fuck.” You whimpered, using your grip on his hair to pull him back to you. Your mouth parts on contact, your tongue slipping past his lips to taste his in a sloppy and desperate kiss that only spurred him to drive into you even harder. Every violent thrust drew a moan deep from your throat that he swallowed as his tongue fought yours for dominance. You caught his bottom lip between your teeth and tugged, eliciting a growl from him in response and he broke the kiss, rearing back and looking down at you with primal need. He reached to wrap his hand around your throat again, pulling you up to crash his mouth against yours, groaning into it as his movements begin to stutter and lose rhythm.

“Fuck. Baby, I’m gonna come.” He breathed out in between kisses. Your hands curled around his shoulders fingers into the flesh and leaving bloody crescent moons as you whimpered in response. “Please!” You cry out, tipping your head back against the table. Bucky grunts and leans down, your extended neck a welcome invitation that he takes, biting, kissing and sucking along the tender flesh. “Eyes on me.” He says firmly, slipping his hand from your neck to your jaw and forcing your head back down.

“Fuck!” He shouts with a final thrust, his hands flying to your hips and bringing you flush to him as his head tips back and your name falls from his lips among a string of curses. He tenses and stills, his cock twitching inside you as he pumps you full of his hot, sticky essence.

“Jesus..” He mumbles, reaching to lazily palm your breast before cupping your cheek in his hand and looking down at you with affection while he remains seated inside you.

You laugh softly, bringing your hand up to rest over his and hold it to your face. “Damn.” You whisper, a smirk spreading across your face. “Remind me to start sending you pictures more often.”

#bucky barnes #james barnes #james buchanan barnes #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes x reader #sergeant james barnes #bucky barnes smut #marvel smut #avengers smut #bucky x female reader #bucky barnes fanfiction

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marvelmultivers · 2 years

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Bucky : Hey Y/n, what are you doing this saturday ? Y/N : Hi, nothing, why ? Bucky : A double date could be okay for you ? Y/N : *suspicious* W/ who ? Sam : Us, for sure Steve : *entering in the room* Hey Buck, you told me which hour for saturday ? Sam : *embarrassed smile* So, Y/N ?

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sergeantbarnessdoll · 2 months

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Quick Smut Drabble please, bestie. 🔥💕

Sergeant Barnes taking me, and fucking me awake in the middle of the night when he comes home. And he’s all vocal and whiny telling me how much he needs me and how much he missed me. And when I wake up, he only speeds up his thrusts taking me to paradise.

Middle Of The Night » Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier

Pairings: Boyfriend!Bucky Barnes x Girlfriend!Reader

Summary: Bucky comes home in the middle of the night and takes what he wants.

Warnings: Smut (18+), language, dirty talk, kissing, little bit of fingering, unprotected sex, Sergeant kink, praise kink, cockwarming, use of pet names

A/N: Thank you for requesting @katherineswritingsblog 🩷 I love everything about this request🥵

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes and typos.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞

“Fuck…” Bucky mumbles to himself when he seen your sleeping figure.

The moonlight shined through the window into yours and his bedroom onto you. You were sleeping on your stomach, wearing nothing but one of his shirts and no panties. It’s like you wanted him to come home and see you like this. Bucky couldn’t help but reach his right hand in between your legs, feeling your pussy was already wet. He sunk a finger in your tight entrance, moving it slowly. You squirmed a little, backing yourself against his hand. Bucky smirks to himself. He removed his finger and stripped himself from his clothes. His was cock hard and leaking with precum. He got on the bed, pumping his cock in his right hand. He slid his cock inside of you with ease. His thrusts started off slow, gradual getting faster. His hands grasped your hips to steady himself.

“Fuck, such a good girl. So wet and tight.” He moans, almost whining.

Bucky was obsessed with the way your wet walls felt around his cock. He couldn’t help himself but fuck you a little faster. He looked down to where the two of you are connected and watched as his cock disappeared inside of you each time, his cock covered in your wetness. His lips parted, moans leaving his mouth.

“Shit…” He moans. “I missed you so much.” He whines. “I’ve been thinking about you all day, your tight pussy wrapped around my fat cock.” He says panting.

Your eyes fluttered open. You looked over your shoulder, seeing Bucky fucking into you. Bucky made eye contact with you and began fucking you faster.

“Oh fuck!” You moaned.

Your hands clutched the sheet beneath you. Your jaw dropped, breathy moans and whines left your lips.

“Sergeant…” You moaned.

“Did you miss your Sergeant, doll? I can tell you did.” Bucky says panting.

His metal hand left your hip, finding its way to your clit and began rubbing it in fast circles causing your pussy to clench around his cock, making him moan at the feeling. His cock was hitting your sweet spot every time he thrusted into you.

“Sergeant, I-I’m close! Oh fuck!” You moaned, clutching the sheet tighter.

“Me too, doll. Cum for me. Cum for your Sergeant, babydoll.” He says huskily.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and a loud moan left your lips as you came hard, soaking the sheets beneath you. Moans left Bucky’s lips as he came inside of you, painting your walls. His thrusts came to a stop and he laid on top of you, being careful to not crush you. He turned your head and gave you a much needed kiss.

“I fucking missed you.” He says against your lips.

“I missed you more.” You say breathlessly.

Bucky rolled onto his side, pulling you closer to him and left his cock inside of you.

🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵

-Bucky’s Doll

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