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urvenicebtch · 2 years

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put on a show you’ll enjoy

-----pairing: trailer trash!boyfriend!Bucky x trailer trash!reader

Summary: you give Bucky a show in your new lingerie and fuck around with a polaroid camera

Warnings: lingerie flaunting, do i even need to add smut to this?, sex photography (polaroid for the aesthetic), mention of cigarettes and booze, trailer-living, groping, petname use (babydoll), handjob, blowjob, deepthroating, gagging, crying, insemination, edging, CAT and rear-entry positions

A/N: this was inspired by paris by lana del rey because why would it not be?

“You ready?” you ask excitedly from behind the closed panel door of the bedroom. The trailer reeks of smoke and cheap booze oozing from the bedroom, even with the windows cracked open. The hem of the garter fumbling between your fingers as you toy with it, impatient.

“Come on in, babydoll,” he says from the bed. You slowly slide the door open and strike a seductive pose against the doorframe, flaunting yourself in the set like a doll. He huffs a cloud of smoke, watching you intently— his abs rising and falling with each breath as he lays shirtless in his boxers on the bed. You drop your arms and move them up your body, squeezing your breasts pushed up by the push-up bra before running them up your neck and through your hair.

“Turn,” he commands. You move your hands to your hips before spinning around and arching your back a bit, grabbing your ass for him. He groans when you bend over, running your fingers down your thighs then back up to your ass, spreading it for him and giving him an eyeful of your exposed cunt. The feeling of his eyes burning into your skin urges you on, giving you a confidence boost of a million.

You straighten back up and turn around to face him again, noticing the polaroid camera in his metal hand and and his throbbing cock in the other, his cigarette smudged out and discarded on the ashtray on the bedside table. You giggle and he smiles a bit before you drape an arm over your head and the other on your hip, leaning against the doorframe and posing for him. You squint as you hear the shutter click and see the flash go off, bright in your eyes.

“You gonna come handle this, or what?” he jokes, motioning to his dick before stroking himself a few times. You walk over to the bed seductively, flicking the lights off on your way. You crawl onto the bed over Bucky’s lap, the moonlight leaking in from the closed blinds illuminating only a few parts of his face at a time.

“Oh, I’ll handle it, alright,” you say, grabbing his cock in your hand and stroking it slowly. Your hand barely covers it’s entire girth, so you add the other before inching your way down his body, pressing kisses down his body from his jawline to his pubic bone.

Almost torturously, you drag your tongue up the bottom of his cock, closing your lips around his tip once you reach it. You push as much of him as you can into your mouth and down your throat, working it back as far as you can get him. He moans as you begin to move your head, bobbing up and down his tip as your hands handle the rest, using your palms to fondle his balls as you work him. Your eyes never leave his as you bat your lashes at him, blinking back tears.

He grabs the back of your hair, guiding you up and down him as you sputter and gag around him. Spit drips from your chin as it runs down, landing on the red sheet below and turning it a dark-maroon colour. Your tears turn him on even more as they fall in pairs from both eyes, your head growing light with a lack of air. Tapping his bare thigh, he lets go of you, hissing at the cool air as you pull off of him to catch a breather. You don’t wipe anything off yourself, knowing how much the messes turn him on.

Not wanting him to go without for a bit, you put him back into your mouth, just sliding his tip against the inside of your cheek as you pump him and catch your breath. Once you’ve caught up enough you take him by surprise, taking almost two thirds of his entire size down your throat. He lets out a broken, guttural moan as he bucks his hips up, throwing his head back and pulling at the sheets under him as he feels every ridge and cushion in your throat convulsing around him when you gag.

He grips your hair again, this time pulling you off of him entirely before he cums— any longer and he would’ve. You look at him, puzzled, before he grabs you, effortlessly tossing you beneath him.

“I wanna cum inside you,” he grunts, lowering himself toward you before chewing gently on the cartilage of your ear. You whine at the way his words make you feel, sending chills down your skin and shocks up your pussy. Sloppily, he kisses you as he fumbles with the clips and clasps of the lingerie, eventually getting it off but leaving the stockings and garters on your legs. He chucks it all to god-knows-where before raising his torso with his thighs between yours to support himself, peeling his shirt off and pulling his boxers the rest of the way down his legs.

You run your fingers through the tufts of his hair behind his ears and admire his face as he aligns himself with you, his cock bobbing between your bodies before he grabs it to reroute it. Your attention is dragged from his visage to where he’s pushing into you, pulling out a bit when he meets resistance before filling you up further.

“Oh, Bucky…” you whine from under him as he groans deeply once he bottoms out inside you. You dig your heels into his ass once he starts moving, moaning at the soft bites and kisses he leaves in the crook of your neck. You feel every last part of him, your senses dialled to eleven; the ridges in his shaft when he pulls out ever so slightly, his pubic bone rolling into your clit with every movement, all of him.

He catches onto a rhythm that works for the both of you as he rocks his hips up and down against yours, striving to build you up before changing positions. The movement on your clit and the pressure moving inside you builds up the impending flush of an orgasm— his cock digging into every spot inside you.

Your moans grow more frequent, higher, and louder as your orgasm nears you. He leaves open mouth kisses along your collarbones and chest before you orgasm, promptly slipping out of you just before you do so. You groan at the loss, desperate for your release before he has you in his hands, flipping you onto the mattress on your stomach.

He grabs your hips, raising them a bit from the bed before he gets on his knees behind you, both of his thighs on either side of yours— leaving you trapped between him. He leans over you before swiftly sliding back into you from behind and fucking you like a dog in heat. He rushes to grab the camera, snapping a photo of your joined bodies before he gets carried away, tossing it to the side and letting it print somewhere on the duvet.

His moans are louder and much more apparent in the new position— rear entry, his favourite. It gives him a better angle to fuck into your ridges, one of them pressing into his tip with every thrust that he’s memorized just like the rest of your body. He thrusts into you like an animal, the trailer shaking around you’s as the tires bounce with each rush of the bed. He kisses along your shoulders sloppily, breathing in the scent of your hair product like a joint. He lowers himself closer to the bed before ramming back into you, making you cry out dizzily.

Reaching a hand between your bodies, he desperately fingers your clit, harshly rubbing it just the way you like as he nears his own orgasm. With the added stimulation, you squeeze your thighs together, trapping his fingers as you cum hard beneath him— spasming around his cock and below his body. He sheaths himself into you one last time before he fills your pulsing womb with his cum, your walls contracting like crazy on him.

Entirely fucked out and a-mess, he pulls out slowly and rolls off of you, letting you sink entirely into the mattress below. You take a few moments to catch your breath before he rolls to face you, fixing a bit of your hair to his liking before pressing a soft kiss to the tip of your nose, examining and cherishing your blissed-out face. You hum in response and wriggle closer toward him, fitting beautifully between his extended arms as he wraps them around you protectively.

Harsh knocking on the door of the trailer startles you both as a woman shouts from the other side.

“If you two wanna put on a show, go down to the club! Keep your sex-lives to yourselves in this park!” she shouts, her hells clicking away as she stops down the gravel drive. You turn to Bucky, amused, before snuggling further into his arms and chuckling softly.

“Both of those photos are staying in my wallet, just so you know,” he says.

#sebastian stan #bucky barnes #marvel #bucky barnes x reader #female reader #fanfic #bucky barnes smut #reader insert #wattpad #trailer trash #trailer park #aesthetic #trailer aesthetic #polaroid

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