You mentioned abb riding with bucky in one of your nsfw drabbles and now I can't stop thinking about it. That's so HOT
Can we get more on it??
Sweet Distraction
Bucky Barnes x F!reader
Summary - An offered back massage turns into something much more enticing.
Word count - 2.1k
Warnings - Smut (+18), Ab riding, praise kink, swearing. pet-names and soft fluffy!Bucky.
A/n - Holy hell, I haven't posted any fics in over 4 months, 4 fucking months. Honestly I've been so busy and exhausted lately I haven't had the chance to do anything, but hopefully I can finally be back to posting more regularly.
I got this ask a long time ago so I'm very sorry it took me so long to finally write something but here I am. Also this got a lot fluffier than I had anticipated but hey ho.
I would also like to add that I’m not a big fan of this fic, but I’m using it as a small stepping stone to get back into writing and posting. There is more and better stuff coming soon. But enjoy this for now :)
After spending practically the whole morning training with Steve, and then the whole afternoon stuck in some pointless 'team meeting', he was very ready to finally retire to his room and spend the rest of the evening in his bed.
Well... Your bed.
You hadn't been official for long, in fact, neither of you had told anyone that you were dating yet, but that's not to say that nobody knew, neither of you were very subtle, especially considering the fact that Bucky hadn't actually spent a single night in his own room, 3 floors below yours, in weeks.
You knew where he was going the instant he excused himself immediately after the debriefing ended, up and out of the stuffy room before you could even blink. So you gave him a few minutes alone before saying goodnight to your colleagues and heading over to your room.
You couldn't hold back the smile that pulled at the corners of your lips when you found him sprawled out on your bed, laying on his front with his arms folded under the pillow he laid his head on.
"Buck, you asleep?" You asked quietly, making sure not to wake him if he was, but he shook his head, mumbling a tired no before turning his head to look at you.
You could see the dark circles under his eyes from the other side of the room, and you frowned at the sight, pouting slightly with furrowed eyebrows as you walked closer to him, crouching beside the bed.
"Hey, love." You whispered, brushing strands of hair away from his face, smiling at the way his eyes fluttered shut for a moment, savouring your touch, "How's it going?"
He sighed, "I'm okay, just had a long day I guess."
You nodded, standing up and walking to your closet to get yourself a comfy change of clothes, unbuttoning your shirt as you went. "Do you want a back massage?"
He paused, watching you with an intense stare as you pulled on a pair of comfy shorts, "No, that's okay, you don't have to-"
"Bucky. I wouldn't be offering if I didn't want to." You interrupted him, pulling on one of his comfy henleys and raising a brow at him, "Would you like one? I'd be happy to."
He hesitated for a few seconds, eyes raking over your form before he finally conceded, nodding as he buried his head further into the pillow, "Yes please."
You shook your head in amusement and walked back to the bed, sitting beside him and gently placing your hand on the middle of his back, "Could you take this off please?"
He nodded again, reaching over his shoulder to pull the cotton shirt over his head before tossing it aside, and you felt your mouth go dry at the sight.
He shivered when you pressed your palms to the warm bare skin of his back, the muscles at his shoulders rippling with the movement, his arms both lifted to rest his head, skin and silver metal alike.
It was then that you realised that giving him a proper back massage, whilst being stood beside your bed, that was much shorter than you'd ever noticed, would be more difficult than you had anticipated, so you stood silently for a while, trying to work out the logistics in your head.
"Could I- urm..." You hesitated, heat flooding to your cheeks despite the fact that you'd been sharing a bed with this man for almost a month now.
"You okay, sweetheart?" He asked, turning his head to face you, his cheek resting on the back of his flesh hand.
You froze for a second before nodding with a small smile.
"I was just wondering if I could...uh... sit on you?" You asked, a sheepish look on your face when he raised his eyebrows, "It would be a lot easier since the bed is kinda short and you're-"
"Absolutely you can, doll." He answered with no hesitation as he laid his head back down, a stupid smirk on his face.
You rolled your eyes dramatically as you climbed onto the bed beside him, then hiked your leg over his waist, not-so-carefully settling yourself onto his lower back, your soft, bare thighs pressing against his skin.
You felt as he chuckled lightly beneath you and couldn't stop yourself from smiling along, shaking your head with a grin on your face as you leaned forward and pressed the heel of your palms into his shoulder blades, before kneading upwards, desperately trying to ignore how practically godlike he looked and felt under you.
It was when he let slip a quiet groan that your blushing cheeks grew even hotter, your lip finding its place between your teeth as you used your thumbs to massage down his spine. You could feel the stiff tension in his back unravelling as you continued, his body no longer tense as he relaxed into the mattress.
God, you wished you could see his face right now.
You couldn't help yourself, not when his skin was so soft and warm under your hands, not when he let out a groan far too similar to a rather unholy-sounding moan, and you eventually found yourself leaning down, pressing yourself fully to his back as you kissed the nape of his neck, your lips lingering for a second before you travelled lower, kissing the divot in between his shoulder blades, and then further down his spine.
Each kiss you pressed to his back slow and steady, dusting them along his spine, peppering kisses across his shoulders.
Bucky had fallen silent since the kisses had started, and for a while, you thought that he had fallen asleep, but the pleased sigh that he let out when you inched closer to his neck was evidence enough that he was not.
"Honey." He murmured, voice serious and liquid gold, and you hummed back to him, kissing his right shoulder again, "Sit up."
"Hm?" You replied, doing as he'd asked, but before you knew it he was turning over underneath you, his hands braced on your hips once he had his back to the mattress.
Then he was sitting up with you, his fingers drifting to the nape of your neck as he leant closer, pressing his lips to yours.
You were in action straightaway, fingers against his neck and cheek as you settled yourself onto his lap, kissing him with the same fervour that he kissed you, and you moaned when he coaxed your lips open with his own, his tongue dipping into your mouth to glide against yours.
Falling back onto the bed, Bucky placed his hand on your lower back, pulling you with him and you both laughed when you landed not very gracefully, almost headbutting him as you landed.
Your laugh was quickly cut off though when he wiggled underneath you, getting himself comfortable on the bed, and catching you entirely off guard when he practically grinded his stomach against your core. You gasped at the mouth-watering feeling, freezing in your place.
"You okay there, sweetheart?" He asked, eyebrows furrowed as he eyed your expression. You didn't respond, just sat up on his stomach, heat creeping up your neck.
He glided his hands up your thighs, deft fingers slipping under the henley you wore to grip the soft skin of your waist, just above the band of your shorts, squeezing slightly.
It was still for a moment, Bucky watching you with calculating eyes until without warning, he guided you forward with a gentle roll of your hips, using his grip on your waist to grind you against him and your lips parted, your breath catching in your throat as your hands landed on his bare chest.
"Oh." He whispered, another gentle squeeze to your hips as he realised what had happened, and the mood changed instantly. When you finally gained the courage to look down at him, you found him staring up at you, an eyebrow raised with a small, knowing smirk gracing his lips.
His gaze was intense, eyes boring into yours as you nibbled on your lower lip.
"S'that feel good, honey? That why you've gone all shy and quiet on me, huh?" His voice was so soft, and you desperately wanted to roll your eyes at his teasing words, but instead found yourself rolling them back when he grinded you against him with much more purpose this time, the ache between your legs easing slightly with the friction of him against you. "Open your eyes sweetheart. I wanna look at my pretty girl."
The second your gaze met his, he rolled your hips again, and you instantly fought to close them.
"Open." Bucky reminded you, and you did as he said with a frustrated groan.
"Bucky I-" You cut yourself off with a broken moan, watching the way he slid his tongue across his lower lip to pull it between his teeth, biting down on the soft flesh that you wanted to do the same to.
"I know, doll. I can feel you throbbing on me, sweetheart." He groaned, rubbing his thumbs up and down your waist, before they snuck under the waistband of your shorts, "How 'bout we take these off, huh? I want you to get yourself off on my abs, honey. D'you want that? I know how much you like them. God knows you'd look like a fuckin' angel riding them, doll. Grindin' yourself on me, taking what you need. Can you do that for me, honey?"
You felt yourself melt further and further with each honey-drenched word he uttered, the throbbing in between your legs becoming so distracting that you couldn't help but drag yourself against him without the pull of his hands.
"Fuck. Please Bucky- Need it so bad." You couldn't help but whimper the words.
It took some awkward manoeuvring to get you out of your shorts, but soon enough you were hovering over his bare stomach, wearing nothing but one of his henleys with your heart thrumming in your chest.
"Go ahead, sweetheart. I'm all yours." He moved his right hand from your waist and glided his flesh thumb across your lower lip, noticing your apprehension before he slid his hand to the back of your neck and gently pulled you down to him, kissing you deep and slow, tongue dipping into your mouth and you couldn't help but lower yourself onto his abdomen as you got lost in the kiss, reeling at his groan that vibrated against your lips when he felt how soaked you were.
You rolled your hips against him, moaning into his mouth as the ridges and divots of his abs created perfect friction against your clit, easing you into a rapidly building rhythm.
When you no longer had the focus to kiss him, you sat up so you could look at him instead, your head tilting back as a moan tumbled from your lips.
As your hips sped up, Bucky pulled at the henley you wore, watching you intently as you rushed to help him take it off you, leaving you completely bare over him as he still wore his sweatpants.
"Fuck, sweetheart. You're such a good girl, y'know that? Look so fuckin' beautiful." He purred, showering you in the praise and compliments that only made the elastic band in your abdomen pull tighter, drawing closer and closer to snapping much sooner than you had expected.
Bucky then raised his hand to tease his metal thumb across your nipple, you gasped at the cool temperature of his hand, and with the sensation of his deft fingers twisting the sensitive nub, along with the drag of your clit against his skin, you were being pulled under, heat spreading across your body as you rocked your hips faster against him, your wetness coating his abdomen.
"That's it, baby. So good."
His praise drove you over that edge, your head falling back as your orgasm washed over you, white-hot pleasure spreading through your body in waves as Bucky returned his hands to your hips to help you rock against him when you began to slow down, guiding you through your climax and prolonging it for as long as he could.
You collapsed onto his chest when the orgasm subsided, your forehead resting on his shoulder as you caught your breath, your body thrumming as you came down, and Bucky held you close, watching you like he so often did.
"You're amazing, you know that?" He whispered, and you couldn't help but chuckle, lifting your head to meet his eye, returning his soft smile.
"But I ruined your massage." You joked, giving him an apologetic look which he quickly shook his head at, dragging his fingers up your spine, "Sorry."
"No need to apologise, doll. I appreciate the massage very much, but I could watch you do that all day." He replied, kissing the bridge of your nose.
"All day, huh? Think we could get away with that?" You challenged, and he gave you a wide smirk in return.
"Depends, doll. Are you up for it?" He teased, raising an eyebrow.
"Oh, I am. But are you, old man?" You squinted at him, but he only leaned forward and kissed you again, deeper this time.
"Old man, huh? We'll see about that." He mumbled against your lips, the stress of the day forgotten with the beautiful distraction of you and your teasing smile.
summary || you find Bucky to be irresistible after you both get affected by sex pollen.
warnings || sex pollen. dub con due to the involvement of sex pollen. unprotected sex. horny thots. MINORS DNI.
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“Oh my god! I’m so sorry.” Bucky stared at you with wide eyes as golden particles of pollen covered both of you.
You blinked your eyes rapidly and you sneezed loudly as the pollen permeated your senses. It was sickly sweet and came from honestly the weirdest looking plant you had ever seen.
Today, not many people were in the Avengers Tower. Some had gone on a mission while the others were busy with their families or had something to do of their own. You and Bucky were the only ones left in the grand building.
You had turned into the ex winter soldier’s second best friend since you had joined the team. You hadn’t really expected to strike a friendship, but Bucky was really a cool guy.
You both had nothing much to do and were bored beyond your minds. You had tried surfing Netflix but couldn’t decided what to watch.
But then Bucky had suggested visiting Tony’s lab to take a look at his new inventions. It wasn’t that Tony’s lab was forbidden or anything. But unless Tony himself called you guys in, you didn’t enter it.
Now that neither Tony nor anyone else, who would stop you from entering was present, you decided to finally sneak inside.
Though there was nothing interesting at first, just dismantled pieces and spare parts, it was still better than idly staring outside the window.
But then you had come across a plant that looked as if taken straight out of Jumanji. It was not much tall, probably around half your height and had buds like that of a poppy plant.
Since it was in Tony’s lab, it must’ve been important or dangerous and Bucky should’ve known better than to fidget with it.
When Bucky had plucked a bud without thinking twice and squeezed it open, a puff of golden coloured pollen had burst out of it and had fallen on both of your faces.
“What the fuck Bucky?” You screamed as you tried to wipe your face clean. “Why the hell did you touch the it? It could be poisonous for all we know!” You stuck out your tongue as some of it landed in your mouth.
“It is not poisonous according to the tests.” Both you and Bucky squeaked with surprise when you heard FRIDAY speak through. “And I thought we were alone.” Bucky said exasperatedly.
“What even is this thing?” You said looking up at the ceiling despite knowing the AI was literally everywhere. “We still haven’t identified the plant and aren’t sure if it’s safe yet. But the tests indicated it isn’t fatal.”
“Okay wow! Where did you even find such a thing?” You were mad at Bucky as well as Tony. Why did the genius have to bring such things in? “It was found in the Hydra base at Siberia.”
You blew a breath through your teeth and rolled your eyes. “Yup. We are definitely dying.” Bucky was somewhat calmed and you guessed it was due to his training.
“It’s not fatal. Calm down. Why don’t we get out of here?” You we’re going to nod in agreement when you started feeling some kind of ache in your lower abdomen.
It wasn’t a sudden burst of pain or cramp but rather a mild yet persistent feeling which refused to away. It felt as if you needed something, but you couldn’t exactly place what.
“Are you okay?” Worry was written clearly across Bucky’s face as he asked you. “I’m fine. It’s just… I feel a bit weird.” You said inadvertently rubbing your stomach.
Bucky’s eyebrows were furrowed and you couldn’t help but think how cute he looked with his nose scrunched up. You wanted to kiss the worried away. And then you’d kiss your way down to his shapely lips.
Oh those lips of his. They made you want to commit all the sins in the world. The way they moved as he spoke and the way his tongue licked them and made them all wet. Oh how you wanted to bite his lower lip and tug at it with your teeth…
You snapped out of your thoughts when you realised you had been staring at Bucky’s lips for far too long instead of paying attention to the things he was saying.
You didn’t understand what this sudden bout about Bucky’s lips was about. He was definitely very attractive and yes, you could write essays about his beauty.
But you were currently in a life or death situation and thirsting about Bucky wasn’t going to solve it. “Wha… what were you saying?” You asked trying to be innocent.
“I was saying that we should go back to our rooms. And you better start paying attention to what I say.” You just nodded and gulped dryly. Bucky took your hand in his and started walking out of the lab.
His hands were so beautiful, those thick veins that popped out were just mouthwatering. God, what you’d do for him to choke you as he fucking pounded into you.
You knew his dick was big. You just knew it. He would split you in half and you’d gladly take it. You wanted him to fuck you so bad.
“Where are you lost?” Bucky asked shaking your hand a little. You realised your mouth was hanging open and you were literally drooling thinking about Bucky.
“I’m sorry. I was just… worried.” No you were horny. So fucking horny that you could feel your slick pool your panties by now. “Don’t be worried babydoll.” If you were horny before, now you were double horny after he called you babydoll.
“Tell me if you feel something is off. We’d go the med bay immediately. Don’t try to be brave and try to pull if off by yourself. Okay?” You didn’t even realise when you had entered the elevator. “Yeah.”
Bucky looked so handsome in the lights of the elevator. You wanted to bite him and lick him and mark up as yours. And you wanted him to do the same to you.
You pussy was throbbing with need by now and you started rubbing together your thighs to alleviate it. “Okay enough of this. You better tell me what’s happening. Why are you squirming? Is something hurting you?”
“Yea.. yeah.” You couldn’t lie anymore to him. “Where is it hurting? Tell me. Is it hurting here?” He pressed his hand to your stomach and you moaned. The moan was clear and loud and you couldn’t downplay it as anything else.
“No. Not there Bucky.” Your voice was more of a breathy sigh than anything. You wanted Bucky. And you wanted him bad. So you decided to fuck everything else and do what your pussy wanted.
You took Bucky’s hand in yours and started moving it below. Lost in your own desperation, you didn’t hear Bucky’s laboured breaths. You pushed his hand further down until it was cupping your warm cunt.
“Here Bucky. It hurts here.” You sounded positively wrecked and needy and Bucky couldn’t stop himself anymore. He pulled you in for an urgent kiss and started rubbing his hand over your pussy.
The kiss was passionate and animalistic. You wrapped your hand around his shoulders and pressed yourself as close to him as possible.
The kiss became sloppy as you two licked into each other’s mouths. His hand rubbed over your pussy and provided the much needed attention to your swollen clit.
“Bucky please.” Taking his silky strands of hair in your hand, you deepened the kiss. You both were too busy kissing and humping to realise you had reached your floor and the door of the elevator was wide open.
“Fuck. Wait. Not here.” Bucky’s scrambled brain wasn’t coherent enough to form full sentences. You both exited the elevator and entered your suite in a rush.
Once you were inside your home, you tried pulling Bucky in for a kiss but he stopped you. “Wait we need to talk first. I suppose I know exactly what that plant was.”
You pouted and raised your eyebrows. Honestly, you didn’t care about the plant, you just wanted Bucky to fuck you still you saw stars.
“It’s sex pollen. I knew hydra used it, but I hadn’t ever seen it before nor did I have any idea it would be a fucking plant.” You huffed a breath and placed your hands on your hip.
“So you mean that we are horny because of that stupid plant?” You didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “Yes. And I’m so sorry, if it weren’t for me this…” you stoped him before he went further.
“I know you’re sorry, but like can we fuck now? I’m literally burning and my pussy is soaked and I want you to fuck me hard.” Bucky wasn’t sure of the plant, but you sure were going to be the death of him.
“I want to fuck you too.” The very next second he was upon you. You were covered in sweat and were running hot. Bucky’s hands gripped your shirt and teared it in half.
“Oh my god Bucky that was so hot. Fuck.” He growled in response and started nipping at your delicate throat. “You’re going to be mine after this. I’m gonna fucking ruin you for everyone else.”
“Yes Bucky! I want you to ruin me.” Bucky’s dirty talk was riling you up even more. He pulled your pants and panties down together and stared at your naked form.
“You look so beautiful. And you’d look even more beautiful with my cock in you.” Your eyes rolled back just by his words. “Oh my god Bucky.” You pounced upon him and started hurriedly undressing him.
You attached your lips to his pecs the moment his shirt was out of the picture. You licked his scars leading to his metal arm with your tongue and Bucky grunted and cursed in response.
Before you could go further, he effortlessly picked you up and pushed you down on the bed. His manhandling made you wetter and you feared you’d burst with need.
He climbed up on your and took your nipple in his mouth and snaked his hand between your legs. “Fuck doll, you’re so wet for me.” His fingers traced your swollen folds and cried out with pleasure.
“Bucky I need your cock. Please Bucky please. Please gimme your cock.” Bucky stopped for a moment and looked up at you. “I need to prepare you first.”
“No no please. I can take you. I swear I can.” You knew his fingers won’t be enough. You desperately wanted that thick cock to stretch you out.
Bucky got off the bed to take off his pants and briefs and you gasped at his cock. It was much much better than your imagination. You’d probably die on that cock, and still brag about it in heaven.
“Please don’t make me wait.” You spread your legs further to give him a look at your dripping wet cunt. That was all it took to lure him in and he was upon you at the next second.
He didn’t waste much time and lined up his cock to your needy hole. Placing a deceiving sweet kiss on your lips, he entered you in one fucking thrust.
“Fucckkk Bucky! I aaahhh… fuck!” You screamed as you came. The stretch of that cock and the intensity of the whole ordeal made you cum with Bucky’s first thrust.
“Look at ya. Coming so prettily all over my cock like a good little girl.” You just whined and nodded as he continued pumping into you. His thrusts were hard and deep and his dick rubbed at all the right spots.
He was fucking you so hard that even the bed was rattling despite it being made of one of the best materials. Bucky’s neck was strained and the veins were popping out and you reached up and sunk your teeth into it.
“Fuck yeah kitten take what you want. I’ve waited so long for this. You’re so good for me. So good.” You moaned out like a whore when you realised the coil in your stomach was about to snap.
Bucky could feel your walls pulsing around him and from the look on your face, he knew you were close. “God, your hole is so fucking hungry, squeezing me all tight. I didn’t ever wanna leave you, wanna keep you on my cock all day and night.”
“Bucky please..!” He increased the speed of his thrust at your pleas. “You gonna cum again for me? I can feel you pulsing around me. You’re mine aren’t you?” You nodded and screamed his name.
“Yes Bucky all yours. Only yours!” You chanted as you came harder than you ever had. “Yeah all mine. Fuck,.. you’re milking me so good. I’m gonna cum so deep in you, you won’t ever be able to wash me out.”
Bucky stilled on top of you as he too came. And true to his word he went as deep as he could and filled you up with his hot seed. You both held each other tightly as you convulsed around each other.
“That was honestly the best sex I’ve ever had.” You were panting and sweaty and were still sticking to Bucky’s body. “Me too. Do you… Umm, wanna do it again?” He asked shyly as if he hadn’t just fucked you dumb.
“Hell yeah Bucky. I wanna do it again and again and again with you.” You mumbled as you nuzzled your face in Bucky’s chest and your eyes closed by themselves as you dozed off.
Bucky pressed a sweet kiss to your forehead and smirked to himself. He had finally done it. Agreed it had taken some time, but you were finally his.
A few days back, Tony had called him to his lab and asked about the plant. Bucky knew exactly what it was, but refrained from telling so because his mind already came up with a superb plan.
So after seeking the right opportunity, he persuaded you to go into the lab and purposely disturbed the bud so that you’d get affected with the sex pollen.
Bucky had wanted you since so long, but you never got the hints. Finally getting tired of it, he had reverted to this plan. It probably wasn’t right, but honestly who cared?
He wanted you and you wanted him just as much. He loved you and you would love him soon too. It wouldn’t take long now that he had you.
That night for the first and the only time in his life he thanked Hydra.
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college is full of many life experiences, but you never knew how fun it could truly be until you met bucky barnes, an older boy who showed you just how young and free you could be.
this au is now open to talk about, so don’t be afraid to send in some asks!
pairing ~ college!bucky barnes x college!reader
warnings ~ romanticization of college experiences, usage of alcohol and drugs, stupid situations, sexual themes
blurbs
saturdays are for chaos
faq
introducing the crew
the chaos crew’s insta feed (or just look up #the chaotic feed🍾)
A quick rec list for @striving-artist: Winteriron with a protective!Bucky. I know there are loads of great fics with this; here are some that I have personally enjoyed!
Lost My Way by Iron_Eirlyssa (Eirlyssa)
Rated: T
Words: 10433
FBI/Supernatural AU
Keep You Safe And Warm by Iron_Eirlyssa (Eirlyssa)
Rated: T
Words: 1234
Tony’s abused in his current relationship
Fate Strings Not Required by Akira_of_the_Twilight
Rated: T
Words: 7032
Soulmates and Bodyguard Bucky
Marked (As Mine) by DobbyRocksSocks
Rated: T
Words: 4661
Soulmates and kidnapping!
abstract ; bucky barnes is an illustrious mobster. with almost all of new york city under his control. you’re an entertainer at the most exclusive club in the state, suite 8, and lucky enough to be mr. barnes’ favourite. the world of money, sex, and crime isn’t new to you, but what you don’t realize is how far bucky will go to protect you.
word count ; tbd
warnings ; chapter specific — this series deals with mature themes [18+ ONLY]
hiiii !! i fucking LOVE your writing, you’re so talented!! i wanted to request a bucky x reader where they have a mission and a stark gala afterwards, maybe the mission was a little grueling and there’s some heavy tension after? you can do smut or whatever you want tbh i bet it’ll be amazing regardless!! thank uuuu<3
࿐ 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐛.𝐛.
𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠; tfatws!Bucky x fem!Reader
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭; 1,732
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬; 18+ ONLY | MINORS DNI, friends to lovers, mentions of bruises, swearing, pet-names (gorgeous, baby), unprotected sex, semi-public sex (hallway), mocking, praise kink, ruined kink, slight breeding kink.
𝐚/𝐧; GIF CREDITS, tysm for your words bby 🥺💕 i’m so glad you enjoy my writing and I hope you liked this one! sorry it took so long 💕
It went bad, extremely fucking bad. You were all ambushed, Clint was hit in the leg, everyone panicked for a hot minute.
It was a lot, a very explicit mission gone bad stamped on all of you as you returned to the compounded.
Frustrated sighs, bruises and a defeated expression in all of you, nobody needed to ask how things went. It was more than obvious.
But it didn’t matter — Tony Stark still needed his stupid damn gala.
“It’s gonna cheer us up” he tried as all of you groaned, objected and it was useless.
In a matter of hours you had all to get on the quinjet and go to the Tower, Stark would have his event.
You rolled your eyes as you slid the dress down your body. Fixing your hair and applying the last touches of your makeup.
A heavy breath leaving you as you made your way out of your room. You stumped into Bucky on your way out.
“Hey” was all he managed to say under gritted teeth, you smiled, amused by the grumpy man.
“Oh cmon” you poked his chest with your arm. “We’re gonna have so much fun tonight!” you fake cheering only made him groan and roll his eyes.
No one hated these events more than Bucky Barnes. They annoyed him to an extreme, his grumpy self present in his face from beginning to end.
Still, all the single girls seemed to jump at him anyways. He didn’t even have to put on a smile.
You would never, ever confess that out loud but oh fuck, did those girls made you jealous.
You tried to ignore it and stay away from them, but God, you really wish Bucky could notice the effect he had on you.
Because obviously you wouldn’t just end your friendship by admitting you had this stupid crush on him, it would be your secret to take to the grave.
“You look nice tho, gorgeous” Bucky snapped you out of your daydreams so fast you could only stared at him with slight shock on your face.
“I — what?” you were confused, almost sure you heard something wrong.
“What?” he shrugged his shoulders.
“Just because I hate these things doesn’t mean I can’t acknowledge how beautiful you look in this dress” you blinked a few times, as he gave you his hands to pull you into the jet.
You were still a little shocked as you flew to the Tower. Was that Bucky flirting? And that pet-name???
He was a super soldier which probably meant he could clearly see the shrives running down your body whenever he called you peach.
It was fucking hard to resist him when he was on a black suit, smelling like leather, sandalwood and Bucky — because it was just too unique to classify.
You had to control yourself. There was no way you’d survive the whole party with these thoughts in your head.
You had to get away from Bucky as soon as possible.
He threw away all caution he might’ve had. But seeing all flushed and unable to think as he said how beautiful you were made it all worth it.
Being a 106 year old cyborg and former assassin was hard enough. Dealing with the world he was in seemed like a bad joke.
And then there was you. Bucky didn’t even remember what it was like to actually have feelings.
But your shy way, the way you always cared for him, and how you seem to break down all the walls he created made him understand that there was no escape.
Yeah, he took longer than he should’ve and he wanted to make sure he was not wrong and would just fuck things up between you two.
But he notices you, he notices everything about you. He knows all about you, especially how tense you feel around him.
Bucky noticed the signs slowly.
How you pressed your legs together when you were staring too hard at him, how you would bite your lips whenever he enter a room.
The way goosebumps went through your body when he was close, too fucking close.
He also noticed how annoyed you’d be whenever he mentioned a date or another girl. It was cute, really.
But Bucky’s had enough, because it was not obvious to you that he felt the exact same way, with twice the desperation.
He would always make sure your favorite flavor of coffee and your favorite mug were there for you every morning.
He would protect you with his life whenever tou were assigned to missions together. He even tried asking you out — but you only thought he meant it as a friend.
Bucky started to hate that word, fucking friends. That didn’t stop him from pumping his cock and moaning your name every damn night.
He needed to do something, and if Stark thought you all need a party to relax after the long failure of a mission you had, than so be it.
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The party was dreadful, and Bucky kept staring at you. Those blue eyes always capturing yours as you tried to ignore the ache between your legs.
“Having a nice time, beautiful?” you nearly dropped the drink in your hands as Bucky whispered in your ears.
“Buck, hey!” your heart was hammering in your chest, as you stared wide eyed while the super soldier only smirked at you, what was it with him today?
“I feel like today you’re hating this event more than I usually do” he said, as he ran his tongue through his lower lip.
You tried not to drool at the sight. Muttering out something no one could be able to understand.
“Lost your words?” Bucky cocked his head to the side a coy smile on his face, “maybe we can go somewhere more private so we can, uh, talk”.
You were taken by surprise but all of it, but you followed him anyways.
You don’t know how it happened, all you knew is that you were back against the wall at an empty hallway with Bucky’s knee between your leg as you both devoured each other’s mouth.
It was teeth and tongue colliding in a messy and needy kiss.
“It’s been so long since I wanted to do this” Bucky purred.
“Always wondered what your pretty lips would taste like” he went back to kissing you, his finger running your body.
Bucky slid his hand pass your dress his two fingers pushing your panties to the side.
His fingers pushing your panties to the side, the contact with your pussy making you arch your back.
“However, cannot wait to taste you there” he smirked, gripping you tighter with his other hand as he saw how wet you were, his eyes darkening.
Bucky kept the eye contact as he brought his fingers to his mouth to taste you.
You swallowed hard at the sight, biting your lips to hold back a moan.
“Bet I could just take my dick out and you would take it all easily” he hovered your face with his lips, as you whined and opened his pants.
You grabbed his length through his boxers, gasping at how hard and big he was. your eyes widening for a second.
“Don’t worry baby girl” he cooed. “You’ll be able to take it all” he removed his boxers enough for his dick to be free.
“I bet this greedy pussy is dripping for me” he said, running his fingers through your folds again, spreading your arousal.
“Sadly I can’t take my time with you because someone could cut our fun short any minute now” he pouted, stroking his length a few times “but let’s enjoy the time we have”.
He winked, as he raised your dress and pushed his length into you, waiting a minute for you to adjust to his size.
“Bucky” you whined, “please” his stillness was driving you crazy. He chuckled at your desperation.
“such a needy baby” he mocked, “i’m ball deep inside you and still so desperate to be fucked” he started to move inside you, a slow agonizing pace as you tried to hold back the whimpering and moans.
“don’t worry, gonna ruin you all night, you won’t be able to fucking walk tomorrow” he promised, increasing his pace.
It became harder and harder to contain your sounds.
Bucky’s thrusts were hitting your sweet time without an error, you head was threw back you grabbed his shoulders for some balance.
“shh baby” Bucky’s arm gripped your throat, the pressure driving you even closer to the edge.
“Such a good girl, taking me so good” he praised, “such a tight pretty pussy, like it’s made for me” he had to contain his own groans as he hid his face in your neck.
“My pretty girl, all ruined for me” he whispered, “you look so good with your make up ruined, all for taking my cock so well” he mewled, his thrusts deeper and faster, you were close.
“Bucky, I—” you tried, but another big moan threatened to pass your lips as Bucky shushed you with his own mouth.
His thumb found your clit and he became to draw slow circles, the nod in your stomach about to explode.
You bite his shoulder as you came, white hot spots of pleasure blinding you as Bucky drove you through your high.
“Gonna have to fill you up” Bucky’s thrusts were sloppy and he was flushed, pink cheeks and sweat covering his perfect face.
“Gonna have you dripping with our mess for you to know who you belong to now” he said, as he had to contain his own moans as he came inside you.
You were both trying to recover your breathing as you held on each other for some balance.
Foreheads pressed together as you two didn’t dare to move.
“Cant believe we took so long to do this, hope you get used to us now” he smiled, rubbing your cheek.
You smiled back, pecking his lips.
“Not gonna let you go anymore Buck, don’t worry” you winked back, as you both made your ways back to your room.
Neither of you bothered to go back to the party, as you’d prefer to make a party of your own, now that you had the chance to have Bucky to yourself.
summary— her friend may have convinced her to enjoy herself but she knew from the start she wanted to fee the cold material on her skin
warnings— cheating, showering, passionate sex, metal arm kink
authors note— this is for rachels challenge 😗✌🏽 @celestialbarnes this was honestly kind of challenging bc a masseur with a metal arm is like— yeah but hehe i hope you guys like it please reblog and DO NO STEAL MY CONTENT AND MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
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Arriving on time at the downtown high-rise, she located his listing and buzzed his apartment. The harsh snap of the door latch unlocking made her jump, but she soon had the presence of mind to push the door open, and walk through. As Mari waited in the lobby for the elevator up to the top floor, she was starting to have second thoughts about this whole adventure.
Her best friend had talked her into having a massage session. June was Mari's closest friend and confidante about all things, including the ups and downs of life, especially their two decades of married life with their respective husbands. It took quite a bit of convincing from June that Mari would be assured a perfectly relaxing, pleasant time. She had already met Bucky at one of June's parties, and had spent quite a bit of time at that party chatting with him. He seemed so open, interesting, and generally great to converse with. She also found him physically attractive for an older man, and he was definitely worth meeting again, although June's arrangement to meet him for a massage was maybe a bit too wild. He had a metal arm that sparked an interest, it was different to her but she was curious how was it possible to be a masseur, with an arm like that. Nevertheless, she resolved, after a lot of convincing by June, that it would be fun.
The elevator opened, and she entered. It started its slow ascent, with Mari its only occupant. The elevator seemed to take forever, giving Mari time to think collectively about troubles at work, with kids, with relatives, so on and so forth
As the door slowly rolled open at the top floor, she sighed deeply, and had resolved she was going to put all those problems aside, and have a good time. June had assured her Bucky was very safe and very skilled, he knew how to use his arm to benefit his work. Besides, Mari knew how nice he was from the first time they met. Mari, being somewhat modest, was however a little concerned about being practically naked in the presence of a strange male, whether he was a professional or not, she consciously chose female physicians wherever possible, because of her modesty.
But June had assured Mari "Everything will be covered." Mari thought it very odd, though, how June said this with a strange smirk on her face. When Mari continued to show some doubt, June said, "Oh go ahead and enjoy your self for goodness' sake! How often to you get to put aside all your troubles for two hours to just enjoy being alive?"
"Two hours!? Isn't that a long time? " Mari asked, even though the thought of being with Bucky again was intriguing to her.
"Believe me, it will go by like no time, and you will find yourself wanting more. I am arranging this for you because I am your friend and I know you need this." Mari recalled these words as she left the elevator, to further reassure her self that June was probably right.
She lightly rapped at Bucky’s door. Shortly, it quietly opened. He stood half behind the door and said, "Please, come in". His voice sounded warm and inviting, and Mari's impression of him as she walked past him was that he was better looking than she could remember from the party. Mari walked by him, giving him a sideways glance and smile. While passing him in the front hall, she noted the subtle scent of aftershave, possibly Tom Ford, her favorite. She walked to the center of the apartment and gave a quick look around, but wanted badly to turn back to check out Bucky more carefully.
He had been quietly studying her as she made her way into the apartment, and was still holding the door open and studying her when she stopped and turned. As her eyes met his, he slowly shut the door, walked to her, and took her hand. He did not really shake her hand so much as hold it tenderly, as he thanked her for the opportunity to see her again. Mari felt a slight rush as he held her hand for a few extra seconds.
Before she could sit down, he offered her a glass of wine. "Would you like some German white? It’s not too sweet."
"...Yes, please." Mari was impressed that he seemed to know what she liked in wine. He handed her a fairly large glass, and then invited her to sit on the leather sofa off to one side while he made some preparations.
As he arranged some towels, massage oils, and other items, he spoke with her, asking her more about her job and home life. She was beginning to relax, partly from the wine that seemed to be going down easily, and partly from his seductive sounding voice. She found herself admiring his physique as they talked. Her eyes fixated on the way his flesh covered arm moved compared to the metaled one.
Sometimes, he would ask very specific questions about her hobbies, activities, and work environment, so he could determine where she was likely to benefit most from his touch. He also was interested in the things causing stress or unhappiness in her life, and Mari surprised herself by admitting her marriage was "not all that perfect."
He paused for a moment at that comment, then asked, "Has the passion died in your marriage?" His gaze was piercing, causing Mari to momentarily freeze before she could answer.
"Well ... we still love each other, it's just ..." Her words tailed off, as she looked out the window.
"You make love infrequently, maybe only once a week or less, and it never lasts more than fifteen minutes."
Mari stared back at him with a look of surprise. Then she looked down at her feet in shame. She wondered how he could know that.
Sympathetically, he said, "I'm sorry. I am only asking because it is important for me to know as much about you as possible ... if I am to give you a good massage ... in the short time we have together."
Mari relaxed, realizing she was seeing this guy in a somewhat professional setting, just this one time. As she looked up at him, he gave her a subtle little grin. This relaxed her further, and she confided with a smile, "Ten minutes ... twice a month ... maybe."
Without further comment, he came to her, and offered a hand to help her to her feet. He led her over to the table, explaining that he wanted her on her front to begin with. He pointed out where she could deposit her clothes as he walked toward the kitchen. Suddenly, Mari remembered she would have to disrobe. "Umm ... is there somewhere I could get changed?"
"I will be in the kitchen, and I promise not to look or come out until you say it's OK. There is a towel you can use over there." As he said this, he lowered the lights and put on some soft sensuous background music.
"Sorry...I haven't done this before...I mean had a massage...and I guess I am a little nervous..."
"Don't worry... everything will be covered." His last words were very soothing, reassuring, as he disappeared from the room. Mari again recalled June saying those same words to her, and again thought it odd.
She heard him making noises in the kitchen, so she quickly disrobed, folding and stacking her clothes carefully. The towel on the massage table seemed awfully small. She would have to leave something uncovered if she was not lying on her front, but she thought "I better just accept I am going to be somewhat exposed. In fact, the thought of Bucky, such an attractive, articulate, and sensitive man seeing her naked was starting to thrill her. It was a little dangerous, exciting.
She carefully mounted the table, laid a towel Bucky had left over her ass, and stretched out flat. The initial chill of the table against her skin heightened her awareness of her nakedness, but she was also hot from the anticipation of having him lay his hands on her. She lay down for some time, relaxing her body, but allowing her active mind to wander...
"Are you ready?" he called. She was thinking erotic thoughts when his question snapped her back to reality.
"Yes, OK."
He walked in as she lay across the table, facing away from him, with eyes closed. She heard his approach, inhaled his aftershave once again, and sighed quietly as she began to think more nice thoughts about his hands touching her.
His first touch was to her shoulder blades. She was instantly shocked by the warmth of one hand, the coldness of the other and soft strength of his hands. He spoke reassuringly to her about what he was doing, since she had said a massage was something new to her. He kneaded her slowly, carefully with his full hands, making sure he always kept one hand in contact with her smooth skin continuously. The feeling and the subtle scent of the massage oil he had warmed and applied to her was intoxicating, his hands would glide over her and press so perfectly into her muscles.
Bucky found it difficult to concentrate on his task. He had given many massages before, but not to someone as attractive as Mari. He had become enamored of her since they had met at June's party, and June had consented to his request to try to arrange another meeting. He thought himself already incredibly fortunate that Mari had been talked into a massage. Still, he had to try to concentrate on being professional, detached, even though he could already feel the blood collecting in his lower abdomen.
Mari was enjoying herself. To her, Bucky seemed to have a wonderful touch -- firm at times, but just right. Any slight discomfort she felt from his attention to a new area of tense muscles quickly melted into the most pleasant warm feeling of relief. In particular, he found that little painful spot under her shoulder blade, and worked on it starting form her neck downward. He explained how her neck was probably sore from using a telephone and computer workstation most of the day, and how the shoulder blade was the lower terminus of the neck muscle that was over-worked, and in need of some attention.
"Whatever, just don't stop" Mari thought. She was in bliss from his attention, and couldn't help uttering little appreciative sighs as his hands did their magic. He ran his hands over her shoulders, kneading away the tension he found there. Then he ran his hands in little orbits down either side of her back. Occasionally, his hands would turn outward so his fingers would roam over her ribs at the side, and she could tell his fingertips were just reaching around to the sides of her breasts. She wickedly imagined how those lubricated fingers might reach right around to rub her hardening nipples.
His attention continued downwards, down to the small of her back, where he paid particular attention. Surprisingly, she was tender in that area, and winced. He said calmly, "There is some tension and soreness here. Perhaps you have had a past injury?" She admitted to him that she had pulled a muscle in her back once, about four years ago. Bucky’'s hands were working miracles, and soon she was feeling much better.
His hands only reached to the top of her towel, which he had gently positioned only as low as the top of the cleft in her buttocks. She half wanted him to go lower, but instead he shifted one hand down to the heel of her foot before he released the other from her waist. Now, he concentrated on her leg, beginning with her foot. With one hand holding the top of her foot, he ran his other hand over her heel, pressing into her arch, and up to the ball of her foot. Then, he wrapped his fingers around her toes, giving each one an individual little pull. His hand returned to her arch, and rounded up over its side. He would then take hold of her foot, while his other hand started long broad strokes from around her ankle up her calf. Bucky took the same care with her other foot and lower leg, and Mari eagerly anticipated his next move.
Having done her lower legs, Bucky explained how a massage should progress its way towards the heart. Mari half-hoped he would progress it to somewhere else, but she had to accept the likelihood that he would be too professional to do that. Still, it was fun to think about the possibilities, especially as Bucky positioned his hands around her thigh just above her knee. With probing fingers and thumbs, he massaged her muscles deeply. His hands moved slowly, by inches, up each thigh. Halfway up to the towel, he switched to her other leg.
From his position, Mari thought, he probably had quite a nice view under the bottom edge of the short towel, especially when she had slightly parted her thighs to allow his hand access between them. The thought of him seeing her was exciting, making her horny and wet.
Bucky did indeed catch a glimpse, but then he was really no stranger to this. What was unusual was his less than professional reaction. He was very pleased to see the effect he desired in her, as he could see her lips, puffed and pink, and oozing. He said, very seductively, "We are almost done on this side."
"Oh god it's been wonderful so far," Mari sighed as she shifted her legs a little farther apart. He recognized this as granting permission to go higher on each leg. Slowly, ever so slowly, his hands massaged higher on her thigh, His hand on her inner thigh was gently lifting the towel as it made its way up. As he approached within an inch of the top of her leg he could feel the wet heat radiating from her but he didn't want to touch it, yet. Instead he teasingly kept his hand just short of the goal, while his other hand moved higher up the outside of her thigh, and over her cheek. He ran his palm in an orbit, pressing on her just the right amount to knead her ass. Meanwhile, his other hand lightened its touch, and he even began very slow caresses of her inner thigh.
Mari could not help but moan her approval. His fingertips pressed and circulated around her cheek firmly, while his other hand did a soft teasing dance along the sensitive smooth skin of her inner thigh. He switched to her other side, again starting midway up her thigh, and progressing so very close, then teasing her again, as his other hand kneaded her cheek. It was sweet torture, but Mari loved it anyway. Bucky loved the reaction it was having as well. He loved the way Mari was so excited, and he wanted it to last.
"That is so good!" she said. "Please don't stop." Her state of arousal was made obvious by her pleading between gentle low moans.
He stopped his firm probing with his hand on her cheek, and instead trailed it ever so lightly and slowly up her spine. His metal hand, still between her legs and so close, to touching her most sensitive spots, stayed where it was. As the one hand tickled its way up her spine, he repositioned the other until his thumb gently pressed into the crack between her cheeks. His travels up her spine with the other hand ended with his fingertips making little circles in her hair just above her neck. He stopped, leaned close to her ear, and whispered sensuously, “Everything, is covered.”
"Oh god... " Mari cooed. She understood now why June had looked so strange when she had said those words, and she laughed a little out loud thinking how June had helped make this happen.
Bucky retraced his steps with his hand down her spine, and this time kept going down the cleft in her cheeks until his fingers almost touched her sensitive parts. Moving his other hand around, he got some more oil, dripping it onto her upper crack. He then took the oil, and gently, sensuously, used one hand on each cheek to pull and rub them. Mari could feel the wetness almost dripping from her, and she needed some direct contact soon. She squirmed around, raising her butt now and then as she felt his hands massaging all around.
After a long time, or what seemed so to Mari, Bucky lightened and slowed his touch, until he was using a single extended finger, running down from the small of her back down between her cheeks. His motion was agonizingly slow, and occasionally he would stop, retreat an inch, and move on. He introduced an extra drop of oil between his finger and her cleft, which he gently, slowly ran lower, over and around her, touching her very teasingly, gently, over her entire sensitive area between her legs. By the time his slow stroke reached the joining of her lips at her clit, he had to concentrate hard on maintaining only a teasing light contact against her involuntary undulations of her hips. She wanted more, wanted his fingers to probe her deeper. He could see her opened fully, wet, and inviting, her muscles already having little spasms.
There was only one thing to do. His forefinger of his hand was teasingly flicking from side to side near her clit. Mari could feel herself responding deliciously to his gentle teasing touch, and she knew she was going to cum soon. Without warning, and without stopping the teasing from his forefinger, Bucky repositioned his hand, plunging his metal thumb into her waiting and eager wetness, as deep as it would go. She was entirely caught by surprise, his fingers still being cold, she instantly felt herself contracting around his thumb with orgasmic pulsations. At the same time his fingers pressed harder, circling her clit while he curled the tip of his thumb repeatedly over her G-spot. Impaled and held tight by his hand, she thrashed through orgasm after orgasm. She had never cum so intensely, nor so many times at once. Finally, she could take no more. Sensing her exhaustion, Bucky stopped his hand movements, but kept his hand in her and on her, feeling her spreading relaxation. His other hand gently caressed her cheeks, and up her spine again while she cooed with gratitude.
She sighed deeply, as he slowly withdrew his soaked hand from within her. He silently got a hot washcloth and lovingly applied it all over her excited sex with slow strokes, trying not to irritate her thoroughly satisfied pussy. A gentle pat dry with a towel followed, and he finished by draping a satin sheet over her naked body. She shifted to her side and he propped a pillow under her head, and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek. While he gave her hair a few soft strokes, she smiled at him, closed her eyes, and drifted off to a blissful sleep.
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Mari stirred from her nap, full of the beautiful afterglow of her intense multiple releases by Bucky’s hands. Having fallen to sleep on the firm massage table, she awoke feeling a bit oily, but otherwise great. Before she could look around, Bucky spoke to her quietly from the couch, where he had been silently admiring her in her sleep. "You would probably like a shower right about now. Please feel free. I have left a towel in the bathroom for you."
He silently walked out of the room, leaving her somewhat dazed and disoriented. After a short time, she pulled the sheet from over top of her, and descended from the table to her feet. The towel was gone, and she considered using the sheet to wrap around herself, but then she remembered with a smile that he'd already seen just about everything she had to offer. She padded along the hardwood floor, looking for the bathroom, and she found it fairly quickly. Seeing two towels, a selection of three different soaps and some shampoos and body wash, she selected a nice-smelling bar and got in the shower.
Soon, she was enjoying the water splashing over her skin, and the slippery feel of her soapy hands over her body. She noted the showerhead was actually one of the removable types that hung on a bracket high in the shower. She wondered how it might feel to play the water stream under her hand's direction, into all the sensitive spots...when she heard the door open.
In walked Bucky, Surprised, she reflexively covered her breasts as he peeked in and said, "Have you got everything you need?" She remembered she was also naked below the waist, and she quickly moved a hand to cover up, though the effort was futile. Bucky stared for a while, smiled, and said, "You know, you really have a great body, Mari. And there is nothing wrong with your breasts. They are beautiful!"
He pulled back, and started doing something in the bathroom that Mari could not make out behind the shower door. She thought it funny that she has been so modest, but soon resumed her soaping while she studied his clouded silhouette shifting around outside the frosted shower door. Soon, she was thinking more erotic thoughts, and she wanted him to look at her again, to see her naked and wet, maybe see she was exciting herself as she soaped her body all over.
She stopped her personal exploration, and got up her nerve. Calling to Bucky, she said, "Actually, I don't have everything I need. Could you please help me?" she asked in a seductive voice. She could still see his movements behind the frosted glass, but couldn't really tell for sure what he was up to. Suddenly, she thought she could see him lift something off over his head, followed by a slight crouching action, as if he was removing something from below his waist.
Shortly, he appeared at the shower entrance, smiling, naked, and obviously fully excited. His rod was pointing up and throbbing, proudly announcing his own arousal. "I thought I better come in here, if I'm to give you everything you need."
Mari couldn't look him in the eyes, because she was hypnotized by his hardness. As he stepped in, she took it in her soapy hands, and lovingly, slowly stroked it, feeling its heat and its throbbing response to her sweet caresses. Bucky placed his hands on her shoulders and said, "Everything must be covered, and I still haven't massaged your front."
Mari gave him a few slow tugs as he reached over to grab the bar of soap. He took it in both hands and whipped up some lather. He then gently applied it over Mari, starting again at the shoulders, and running his fingertips lightly over her neck and the soft sensitive skin of her upper chest, above her breasts. Putting his hands flat across her chest with fingers pointing inward, he started a long slow circling motion with each hand around the outside of each breast, underneath, and then up through Mari's cleavage. He did this slow circling several times, with each circle getting closer and closer to her nipples.
When he started circling her nipples with his fingertips, he said "Your breasts are very nice, even if you don't think so."
"How did you know?"
"Everyone has a part of them they are not too proud of. I guessed it was your breasts, because that was the first thing you tried to cover up, and the last thing you would let me see." As Bucky was speaking to Mari, he was beginning to lightly roll her hardened nipples in his fingers, and occasionally he would give each a little tug, allowing it to pop free of his gentle grasp. Whatever Mari thought about herself, Bucky certainly knew how to excite her breasts. Somehow it didn't matter any more that she thought them too small, because he clearly loved playing with them, and seeing her reaction to his attention.
She nearly lost her balance when he finally reached down and took a hardened nipple in his mouth and sucked on it. He held a strong arm around her to hold her close, as is free hand roamed over the other breast.
He stopped, applied soap quickly to his whole front while she applied her hands to his chest to help rub the soap in. He took her in his arms, pulled her close, and held her, allowing their bodies to slowly rub against each other as he shifted to one side. She was very aware of his cock, pressed up against her, and she took hold of it when he had finished shifting sideways. He, in turn, played his fingertips over her upper thigh, allowing it to curl its way up between her legs. Again, he so tenderly and softly touched her lips. It was hard for her to stand still, and she felt another powerful orgasm approaching. However, he had other plans.
He took the soap again in his hand, and lathered up. He got on one knee beside and applied his soapy hands up her thighs and around her cheeks in circles that lightly ran up between them. Soon, he was slowly soaping up just about every part of her except her vagina, which he understood could get irritated by the soap. Everything else got attention, and again Mari was dying for some kind of release. She tried pushing his head against her sex, but he gently resisted. Instead, he suggested "Let's get dry, and go somewhere where you won't get hurt if you fall."
They quickly finished rinsing off, enjoying the feeling of sliding against each other as they exchanged places under the showerhead. Then they quickly left the shower and toweled off.
Bucky lovingly dried Mari's back, finishing with a kiss on the back of her neck that caused her to shiver. Soon, they were walking hand in hand to the bedroom. They embraced at the edge of his bed, and he held her in his strong arms. He lowered her gently and walked down to the foot of the bed.
She looked at him with extreme lust as he started crawling his way up her leg, stopping to kiss her ankle, and every inch of her calf up to her knee. He repeated the same on her other leg, only his kisses continued up her thigh. She slowly parted her legs, allowing his kisses to fall on the inside of her thighs as he traveled slowly up.
She couldn't stand the sexual tension he was creating, but she knew if she held on, she would be rewarded. Bucky was enjoying the effect he was having on Mari, and wanted badly to finally taste her, and feast on her lovely wet sex. He, too, was having trouble waiting, but he knew the buildup was well worth it, as he wanted Mari to be excited like never before.
After much teasing with kisses and licks along either side of her pussy, she was fully open, wet, and waiting. He could not wait either, so he started slow, broad licks along the full length of her, from her vagina up over the hood of her clit. Each stroke of his tongue was slow, but covered her complete length. She involuntarily raised her hips as he did this, allowing his tongue to easily reach her lowest tender spots. And as he licked her full length, he would vary each stroke, either by flicking his tongue around her vaginal opening, probing in as deep as he could thrust it, or stopping to apply more pressure over her clit, with a rapid shake of his head from side to side to drive her wild. And she was wild, her body undulating as he licked her, and her moaning urging him on. Finally, he had to use both his hands, wrapped around her thighs, to hold his tongue against her writhing, as orgasm after orgasm started to race through her.
She had lost count of how many orgasms. Rolling onto his back beside Mari, Bucky’s cock jutting straight up was a clear sign to Mari what she should do next. She squealed in delight, because it was her favorite position, and she never got much chance to try it. She straddled him, sitting her wet lips along his hardness. She rocked back and forth, easily getting him totally lubed and ready for entry.
Then, rising herself up, she positioned his rock hard rod at her entrance, and sat down with a heavy sigh as he easily sank deep, up to her cervix. Bucky felt her grab at his cock as it went in, and could feel more contractions as she bucked up and down, faster and faster while staring into his steel-blue eyes. He took her breasts in his hands, tweaking her nipples as she rode him to several orgasmic waves.
He shifted one hand between her legs, so he could rub her clit with his thumb as she built to a final titanic climax. He, too, was more than ready, and started countering her descent on his cock with his own thrusts upward of his hips. She was absolutely screaming out her last orgasms, and the delicious feeling of her squeezing his rod propelled him to his own.
She finally collapsed on him, panting and sweating hard. His hand slowly caressed her back as they both enjoyed the afterglow. Bucky enjoyed the feel of their sex, slowly running down his balls. Mari was sighing and running her fingers through Bucky’s hair. Then she shifted a bit, lifted her head to look at him and asked, "Are you still hard?"
"When sex is really good, I stay hard."
"Wow! My turn on the bottom!" Mari climbed off, and turned briefly to stroke his slippery cock in her hand. Then she bent over to suck a while on its hardness. She soon stopped, and said, "That is amazing! Now do me!" She lay on her back, legs wide open and inviting, and Bucky rolled over on top of her.
They kissed again, as he lay over her, slowly running the head of his penis over her wet lips. She moaned in anticipation. Instead of putting it in, he continued to tease her. He ran kisses down her cheek and neck as he slowly descended to suck on her nipples. As he did this, he could run the head of his cock along her wet lips.
When he could tell he was positioned just right, deeply and swiftly he thrust into her, causing her to gasp and clutch at him. He stayed fully buried for a few seconds, and slowly withdrew until just his bulbous tip was in her. Waiting a few seconds, he plunged swiftly into her again. He repeated the slow withdrawals, the long pauses, and the swift thrusts into her, until she was coming again. She could feel the base of his cock slamming into her clit with each thrust, as its length was hitting her G-spot. It was driving her wild, and it had her coming repeatedly. Bucky placed his metal arm around her neck and a loud gasp fell from her mouth. Just what she was looking forward to the most, a smiling forming on her face as she moaned out for him. He could not hold off much longer as she kept contracting and squeezing him as orgasmic waves kept hitting her, so he picked up his pace until he was pounding hard and fast. Grunting like he was lifting five hundred pounds, he came with incredible intensity. He could feel his seed pumping in to her with an orgasm or was it two or three? That seemed to never end.
Finally, they were both completely satisfied. He was still hard when he pulled back, and ran more kisses down her front. He stopped to gently lap and kiss her wetness, soaking his face with their combined juices as he held her tight with his arms around her waist. He was gentle with his licks and kisses, expressing his great appreciation for her. She purred and stroked his hair in appreciation and thanks.
When he had returned to her side, she didn't mind kissing him again, to feel and taste their combined sexual juices. "Everything was covered. Thank you," Mari whispered.
She turned away from Bucky, taking his hand so he would cuddle right up behind her. His arm draped over her, kissing her shoulder, he softly caressed her breasts with a feather touch as she again fell into blissful sleep.
the story of how bucky barnes and y/n romanoff met, lost and found each other, thanks to their destiny. the story of how they learn to love and trust together.
(one-shots)
purpose
Bucky falls in love. Again.
future
Bucky's doubts separated him from the love of his life
touch
bucky is touch starved.
crush
you were determined to confess your crush on Bucky.
braids and kisses
you braid Bucky’s hair, oblivious to your surprised teammates.
realization
Bucky realising he is in love with you.
deja vu
“Do you get déjà vu when she's with you?”
exception
bucky always softens around his girl.
settle down
bucky has a question to ask his girl.
clingy
bucky is clingy
scars
bucky is insecure, his girl is there to remind him he is beautiful.
stay
bucky wants you all to himself.
love
how bucky says i love you without saying it
promise
bucky promised to come back.
needy
mafia!bucky is needy.
meant to be
bucky tells your daughter the story of how you two met
protective
bucky needs your touch.
home
in which bucky finally finds his home.
marry me
bucky blurts out the question.
morning kisses
waking up in Bucky's arms
soft spot
bucky always has a soft spot for his girl.
out of the ordinary
bucky comes back home after a fight.
warm
bucky needs to hold his girl after a long day
language
the pet names Bucky calls you
wound
bucky finds out that you had been hurt during a mission
drunk
bucky takes care of you after a girls night out.
reason
when bucky kisses you with pure love.
change
bucky never expected to fall in love.
favorite
bucky falls in love with the girl next door.
request
pregnancy is an emotional rollercoaster, luckily your husband is there to hold you.
kisses
types of kisses with bucky
tender
bucky loves cuddling.
handsome
bucky is thinking about shaving his beard
affection
in which you and bucky show affection in front of the team for the first time.
romance
a side of bucky only you get to see.
moment
bucky loves taking pictures of you.
worth it
bucky missed his girl.
quiet
in which bucky finds his comfort.
pretty
you take care of your drunk bucky.
request #2
his girl takes care of bucky after a rough mission
annaxmalina
turnnoffyourmind
baratheonpilled
yousharknotpass
