Bad timing
pairing: bucky barnes x fem!reader word count: 5k warning: smut | PinV | blue pill | oral sex (both receiving) | overstimulation summary: Bucky took something Sam gave him as a joke... turned out it wasn't a joke a/n: i'll admit, this is purely porn with plot
The Tower was silent, eerily so.
Bucky liked it that way sometimes, when the others were off on assignments or out enjoying the city. Silence gave him space to think. Or not think.
Today, he’d planned on the latter.
A few days ago Sam, being the same and usual Sam, had slipped him some modern help laughing as he tossed a bottle into Bucky’s lap and winked. “You're a hundred years old, Barnes. Might as well try what the rest of us use now and then.”
Bucky had scowled, rolled his eyes but yet shoved the little bottle into his drawer with no intention of touching it.
That morning was different.
His mind was too loud, his body tenser than usual, and thoughts of her hadn’t stopped plaguing him.
Y/N.
She was everything he wanted and nothing he thought he deserved. Y/N was fierce, loyal, funny in a way that disarmed him, and way too good at dodging his awkward flirt attempts.
He tried so hard not to stare at her when she trained. Tried harder not to listen too closely when she laughed but most days, he failed miserably.
When he woke up he was already hard and aching, tons of thoughts of her were already tormenting his mind, he remembered Sam’s stupid joke and he gave in. “Just to get it out of my system,” he muttered, swallowing the damn pill and dragging himself to the showers like a man on a mission.
No one else was supposed to be in the Tower anyway.
“What could go wrong?” He muttered to himself at the empty room.
Y/N stood in the kitchen in leggings and an old Stark Industries hoodie, barefoot with her hair damp from her own shower, sipping coffee and scrolling on her tablet. She had stayed behind from the latest op to recover from a minor sprain, nothing serious, but Tony had made a fuss and ordered her to “take a break or face the wrath of Black Widow.”
The quiet was nice and peaceful.
She rinsed her mug and went back to her room. Until she heard a deep, muffled groan echo down the hall. Her head tilted. That was… definitely a male groan. Her brows furrowed. Only a few of the guys had voices that deep, and only one of them lived on the same floor as her.
“Bucky?” She called.
Silence.
Then another low, frustrated sound almost like pain. Or…
Her eyes widened. “Oh my God.” She muttered.
In the privacy of his room, Bucky gritted his teeth and gripped the edge of the bathroom counter. This was not what he expected. He was used to… control. Training, pain tolerance, discipline. But this? The moment he wore his underwear, there was fire under his skin. But it wasn’t due to the hot shower he just took.
The pill was working far too well and his body was strung tight, aching desperately. He leaned over the bathroom counter, sweat beading on his brow as he tried to breathe through it. He cursed. “I’m gonna kill Sam,” he muttered under his breath, palming himself through his boxers as another wave of heat rushed through him. “Stupid, cock-”
He barely made it to the bed, panting as he laid back against the sheets, metal hand gripping the sheets while his flesh one wrapped around his cock. Underwear around his ankle but it wasn’t working. Not enough. Not the person he craved. Not the skin to skin he really wanted.
He stroke himself fast and hard, precum dripping down his shaft, muscles tense and abs flexing with every thrust of his hand. His lips parted as low, desperate groans filled the room. “Fuck… can’t… fuck… not enough…”
Knock knock.
He froze.
“Bucky?”
A voice.
Her voice.
Just outside the door.
His stomach dropped. Blood rushed to all the wrong places, the same wrong place. He scrambled on his feet jumping from the bed to the door, holding it closed. Boxer rushed on, painfully tight on him. “Y/N—what are you doing here?”
“I live here? What are you doing?” She paused. “Are you okay?”
“No,” he groaned, forehead hitting the door. “I mean, yes. I mean—please don’t come in.”
There was silence for a beat. Then her voice, lower. “I thought I heard something. Are you sure?”
“Mmff… yeah… I’m fine,” he murmured, voice barely audible. Hearing her voice was killing him. Keeping his forehead against the door, his hand slid down his body inside his boxer. He gripped himself again, tightening the pressure.
Outside, Y/N frowned biting her lip. “You don’t sound fine.”
He swallowed hard, frustrated that he couldn’t speak clearly. “Just… wait a sec,” he said, trying again, voice cracking. His metal hand pressing on his lips, trying to muffle the noise coming out of his mouth.
He tried so hard to calm himself. He moved toward the bed, sitting on the edge of it. Legs spread open and hand moving faster on his cock.
“I’m okay… I swear…”
The door opened a crack. He’d forgotten to lock it. Bucky didn’t even try to lung forward or pushing it closed again.
She was already peeking in, eyes wide and lips parted and then she saw him.
Flushed, shirtless, wearing only a pair of very thigh underwear. Hair damp and sticking to his neck and very clearly… affected.
His hand was still around his cock, she glanced down smirking. He winced like you’d just caught him watching porn at work. “This is not what it looks like.”
“And what does it look like, Bucky?” She asked, voice soft but tinged with something sharper. Teasing. Dangerous. He hesitated, sitting better on the bed.
She raised a brow. “…Did you take something?”
His face flushed red, ears burning and eyes on the floor, too ashamed of looking at her face. “…Maybe.” He growled. “Yes, okay? Sam gave me a damn pill days ago and I thought I was alone, so I—”“Why?”He swallowed. “Because I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”
“Oh.”
“Oh?” He snapped, embarrassed beyond reason.
She didn’t look disgusted. Or scandalised. She looked… intrigued? A little smug?
The blue pills weren’t meant for someone like him. Not officially. Not for a super soldier with an already enhanced everything, strength and reflexes and stamina and… libido. “You look like you’re in pain,” she said softly.
“I am,” he grit. “I didn’t think anyone was here. I wasn’t gonna… hell, I don’t know what I was gonna do.”“Well,” she said, locking the door behind her, “you’ve got a few options.”
He blinked at her. “What?”
She leaned against the wall. “You could wait it out. Could take a cold shower. Or…” She moved toward Bucky, he flinched a little once she sat on the bed near him, brushing against his hip. “…You could let me help.”
His breath hitched. “Y/N… don’t tease me.”“I’m not,” she said, voice suddenly serious. “I’ve wanted you for a long time, Bucky. If this is how the truth comes out… so let it be.”
The look in her eyes nearly undid him. Heat but softness at the same time. There was lust and even something else he didn’t get immediately. It was something that burned even hotter than the pill in his system.
“Say the word,” she whispered.
He leaned closer, metal hand cradling her jaw, the human hand trembling slightly as it rested on her waist. His forehead pressed against hers. Sitting near each other, his fire rise. “You’re sure?”
She nodded. “I want you.”
Then his lips were on hers, hungry and desperate holding many months of tension snapping like a live wire between them. She gasped into his mouth, fingers digging into his back as he backed her up against the mattress in a second.
He hovered her, grinding against her. Bucky kissed her like he was starving. Not rushed but yet devouring her. Lips slanting over hers, tongue sliding in with a low groan. His metal hand firm around her hip while the other roamed her skin like he couldn’t decide what to touch first. Her neck, her waist, the swell of her breasts under her hoodie.
All of it was his to explore.
Y/N felt the weight of him between her legs as he pressed her back against the mattress, hips grinding with purpose. He was hot and hard and heavy against her, and there was no mistaking the effect of that little blue pill. “Fuck,” she breathed as he kissed down her neck, nipping just beneath her jaw. “This isn’t going to wear off anytime soon, is it?”
His chuckle was low and rough. “No. You’re in for a long day, sweetheart.” She pulled his mouth back to hers, kissing him deeper this time, moaning when his fingers dipped beneath her waistband.
He found her soaked, already slick and swollen, and he hissed through his teeth. “Jesus, you’re wet. For me?”
“All for you,” she whispered, rocking into his touch.
“Gimme a little show doll… strip for me,” Bucky ordered her.
She didn’t wast a second. Rushing up from the bed, Bucky laid down resting on his metal arm. The flesh hand goes directly to his cock as he removed his boxer. Bucky was now fully naked, stroking his cock.
Y/N stood at the end of the bed, mouth open as he saw Bucky in his glorious state. She began playing with the edge of her hoodie, letting him seeing some skin. She lifted the hoodie, no bra nor shirt under it.
Her boobs peaked out and Bucky stroke himself faster. “Good, perfect boobs doll.”
He moaned the last word.
Not wanting to tease him more, she slid leggings and undies in a swift movement.
“Come here now.”
She knelt on the bed and crawled up to him. He slid his hand on her waist and pulled her down on the mattress. His finger circled her clit slow, deliberate and teasing. She tried to grind harder, closing her legs but he gripped her thigh and spread her open wider.
“Patience,” he growled into her ear. “Wanna feel you come apart on my hand first.”
He sank two fingers inside her. Her head fell back, a choked moan escaping her lips as he curled them just right, finding the spot that made her hips buck involuntarily. “There,” he murmured, thumb rubbing tight circles against her clit while he pumped in and out with slow, merciless rhythm. “That feel good?”“Yes,” she gasped, nails digging into his shoulders. “God, Bucky…”
He kissed her again to swallow the sounds she made, fingers never slowing. The metal of his other hand gripped her thigh, holding her open, strong and unyielding. She was about to came with a gasp, trembling, clenching around his fingers as her legs shook. He stopped and she grunted but he didn’t even give her time to whine. He dropped to his knees in front of her on the floor, pulling her on the edge of the bed.
“Wait… what are you…”
His mouth latched onto her soaked pussy before she could finish the sentence. She nearly screamed. He licked her like a man possessed. Slow at first tasting her, then with more urgency. His tongue flicking over her clit in sharp, wet strokes. He groaned against her, hands gripping her thighs, keeping her open as he feasted on her like it was his goddamn job.
“Bucky… fuck… I can’t…”
“Yes you can,” he growled, mouth shiny and wet. “Give me what I want.”
She came with a cry, hips twitching and thighs squeezing around his head as her vision went white. He stood quickly after that, lips slick and eyes blown black with lust. She could see how hard he still was as the pill hadn’t worn off in the slightest.
His cock straight in the air, thick and flushed, leaking at the tip. “Condom,” he muttered, rifling through the drawer.
“I’m clean,” she panted, pulling her hair off her face. “And on the shot.”
His eyes darkened. “Fuck,” he muttered. “You sure?”
She nodded, kneeling on the bed close to the edge, wrapping her hand around his cock and stroking it slowly. “I want all of you. Nothing between us.”
Bucky jumped on the bed, just as she slid in the middle of it. She spread her legs, Bucky saw her pussy still glistening from his saliva. He took his cock in his hand, playing with her folds with his tip.
“Bucky…” she whined.
“What?” Bucky replied smirking. His cock now slapping on your pussy. “Don’t you like a little teasing first?”
You shook your head no.
Bucky looked at you. Eyes closed, hair tousled on the bed.
The first thrust stole both their breaths. He slid in deep, stretching her wide and they both moaned at the contact, at how good it felt. Raw and bare, heat against heat.
He paused only a second, breathing hard against her neck. “You feel like heaven,” he whispered. “So tight, fuck… so perfect.” Then he started to move.
Deep and smooth strokes, slow enough to make her feel every inch of him. His metal hand gripped her waist, holding her still while his hips snapped forward again and again, hitting that spot inside her that made her cry out.
“Wanted this for so long,” he muttered, lips against her throat. “Thought about you every damn night. Touching myself, wishing it was you.”
She whimpered, wrapping her legs around his waist, pulling him in deeper. “You should’ve said something,” she whispered, clenching around him. “I wanted you too.”“Don’t say that,” he growled, fucking her harder now. “I’m barely holding on.”
But she wanted him to let go. So she clenched tighter, dragged her nails down his back, whispered filthy things into his ear and when she came, crying out his name, he lost it. He cursed, pulled her flush against him, and came with a growl, buried deep inside her. His hips jerked as he filled her with thick, pulsing heat.
For a long moment, they just breathed. His head dropped to her shoulder, her arms wrapped around his neck, and the world felt still. “Better than your hand?” she teased after a while, voice breathless. He chuckled, kissed her cheek. “You ruined me.” Then, something softer. “I think I love you.”
She smiled, brushing his hair back. “Good. Because I think I love you too.”
Bucky was still hard.
Even after blowing his load deep inside her, hips trembling with release, he hadn’t softened in the slightest. “Jesus,” Y/N mumbled with a dazed smile, her legs barely working. “That pill really doesn’t quit, huh?”
“It’s not just the pill,” he muttered, holding her close. “You’re in my head. You’ve been there for months.”
She kissed his jaw, flushed and glowing, skin sticky with sweat. “Well, maybe you’ll finally sleep after this.”“I wouldn’t count on it,” he muttered, brushing a hand between her thighs. “Still hard as a damn rock. You’re lucky I’m not bending you over the sink right now.”
She shivered from the pleasure. “Why don’t we compromise?”
He looked at her, and lifted her in a second.
The bathroom was already fogged up from the earlier shower but now the steam was rolling thick again, curling around their naked forms as the shower sprayed hot against their skin.
Bucky stepped in behind her, arms snaking around her waist, cock already nudging against her ass.
“I should be tired,” she murmured, eyes fluttering shut as he nuzzled the side of her neck. “But I’m not.”“That makes two of us.” He turned her slowly, pressing her back against the tiled wall.
The water ran down her curves, glistening across her chest as she looked up at him. His soaked hair sticking to his skin, lips parted, chest rising and falling in anticipation. “You look like something out of a dream,” he muttered. “And I’ve had a lot of dreams about you in the shower.” She smirked, trailing her fingers down his chest, over the lines of his abdomen, until she was gripping his thick and still aching cock again.
“Like this?” she asked, stroking him slow under the water.
He growled low in his throat, eyes closing for a second. “Exactly like that.”
Then she dropped to her knees.
The water cascaded over his shoulders as she licked the head tasting him. Her tongue teasing the tip before her mouth went down over him. He hissed, one hand bracing against the wall, the other threading through her wet hair.
“Fuck, Y/N… your mouth…”
She hollowed her cheeks bobbing her head slowly. Her tongue was dragging along the underside. Bucky’s thighs tensed, groans echoing in the tile chamber but he didn’t stop her. He didn’t dare, not until he was twitching in her mouth, dangerously close again. “Baby,” he gasped, pulling her up before he could lose control. “I wanna come inside you again. Please.”
She leaned in, kissing him deep. He picked her up and she wrapped her leg around his waist as he pressed her back to the wall. He lined up and thrust in her deep enough to made her clench.
Her moan was broken and breathless against his lips as he filled her again, sliding home to the hilt.
“Still so tight,” he growled, thrusting slow, grinding against her. “Can feel you clenching already.”
She clung to him, nails raking down his back. “You feel so good, Bucky…so big…” He fucked her slow and wet, the sound of skin slapping echoing through the shower. His mouth moved over her throat and her collarbone, biting and sucking marks into her skin. “Mine,” he whispered between thrusts. “You’re mine now.”
“Yours,” she panted. “Always was.”
That broke him.
He slammed in harder and faster, arms flexing as he pinned her to the wall. Her cries grew louder, water running down their bodies as he fucked her through another climax. Y/N felt her legs shaking, as her nails digging deep inside his back. He came with a groan against her neck, hips jerking, cock pulsing inside her for the second time.
They stayed like that for a while letting the water wash over them. Bucky finally pulled back, brushing soaked hair from her face, his expression softer now. “You okay?”
She smiled, resting her forehead against his. “Better than okay. You?”
He nodded, though his cock still hadn’t gone completely soft. His body was high on her. At this point it wasn’t just the pill, it wasn’t even just the sex itself.
It was her. It always had been.
“Round three,” he teased with a tired grin. “Eventually.”
“God help me,” she whispered with a laugh. “You’re insatiable.” He kissed her gently, sweet and slow this time. “Only for you.”
She should have been tired, really tired, but Bucky’s cock still semi hard for her along with his eyes absolutely stuck on her made her less tired. They dried themselves and got back in Bucky’s room. He let her pass first, as a gentleman but also taking a look at her ass.
“Feeling his eyes on me,”
“Can you blame me?”
She turned around. “Do you have something in mind?”
He took a look at the floor, then at her.
“Barnes do you wanna fuck me on the floor?”
“Would you let me?” He looked down, almost shy.
“I’d let you do anything you want,”
Bucky smiled as he moved closer, then kissing her. At last he knelt. He kissed her stomach, then her thighs. “You’re addicting…”
She lowered on the floor, lips to his ear. “How do you want me on the floor?”
“Laying down,” a kiss. “On your stomach,” another kiss. “Spread your legs a little…” one last kiss.
She rushed turning herself on the floor. Her ass fully in sight. Bucky let his finger slid on her body, then he lowered and kiss her back thighs. He gave her ass a little slap, kneading her cheeks with both hands. He spread them a little, licking her pussy. He positioned himself better, cock in his hand. As he did before, he tapped her pussy with his cock. He slid inside her. Her core still warm and welcoming. He grabbed her hips as he moved his weight on his knees. He pounded in her hard and deep.
“Buck,” she moaned as she tried to move her arm behind. “Come closer… crush me please… I need it…”
“Are you sure?” He snapped his hips once more.
As she nodded, he lowered on her. His chest against her back. His hot breath in her ear. He licked her neck, nibbled at her lobe. He lifted her torso, just enough to grab both her boobs. His weight completely crushing her.
“Fuck me harder Bucky…”
He removed his hands from her chest, letting her down on the floor. He yanked her hair in a fist, pulling her head behind. As his hips snapped harder. Precise thrusts hitting her spongy spot inside.
“Oh my god,” she moaned breathless, her nails on the floor like cat claws. “Just like this… don’t stop please… don’t stop…”
He didn’t, in fact he pounded more and more in her pussy. He felt a cramp but didn’t stop. He knelt completely pulling her up with him. She was now on all four, exposed and sweaty. As he slapped her ass once more, she came. Her legs trembled, as her pussy clenched on him just as she wanted to keep him in there forever.
He followed her second later. Another flush of him inside her. He remained there hands on her hips, cock inside her and forehead on her back.
On the other hand, Y/N’s knees threatened to break the balance but she stayed there feeling his weight on her.
Once their breath were calmer, he stood up. She lost balance and felt on the floor. Bucky immediately picked her up again.
He opened the shower, turning on the hot water. Sensing the heat he entered with her clinging on him like a koala.
“Can you stand?”
“If you hold me yeah…” she muttered, face crushed into his chest.
He kissed her head, picking the shampoo. He washed her hair, then his with the remaining foam. It was now time to take the body wash. He picked the bottle and squeezed some on his hands. Y/N was in a sleepy state, against Bucky’s massive frame. He slid his hand on her body, massaging and cleaning her. Her skin so soft.
“I can get used to this,” she said, caressing his hair once he lowered himself to wash her legs. “It’s nice,”
“I want you to get used to this,”
He stood and stole another kiss from her. He got out the shower first, picked a robe and put it on. Then he took the other robe and slid on her body. He stroke his hand on her clothed body, then circled her waist. She found again her spot on his chest, standing there in the foggy bathroom.
The tower was still empty when they eventually finished and they finally went to bed, cleaned and satisfied. Y/N laid on his chest, hand on his heart. Bucky felt her weight on his torso, as his arm circled her body protecting and keeping her there.
The morning after Bucky was whistling, actually whistling, as he padded into the kitchen barefoot. When he woke up, he kissed Y/N’s lips first.
“We’re gonna have to face the other… especially Sam…” he said, looking down at you.
“I’m gonna thank him so much. Best sex I’ve ever had,” she looked at him noticing an almost sad expression on him. “Bucky… I know it’s not only the pill. I’ve dreamt about it for so long…”
He smiled. “I’ll let you know it was not the pill… 100% you…” She corked her eyebrow up. “Alright 80% you and 20% the pill,”
When you got up, he threw on a hoodie over his bare chest. He picked something from his wardrobe for her.
He was smiling like he hadn’t done in months, maybe longer.
They both entered smiling and holding hands seeing the only one Bucky didn’t want to see.
Sam Wilson.
He was seated at the breakfast bar eating his cereal and froze mid-spoonful. He blinked, lowered the spoon. Then slowly turned to look at Y/N, who trailed into the kitchen, wearing Bucky’s hoodie. “…No fucking way,” Sam said, deadpan.
Y/N paused. “Morning, Sam.”
“You,” He pointed his spoon between the two of them. “You did not. You seriously?”
Bucky walked right past him to the coffee machine, not bothering to hide his grin. Sam dropped his spoon. “When?!”
“Yesterday,” Y/N said cheerfully, grabbing a mug. “In his bed. Then the shower. Then the floor.”
“The floor?” Sam covered his ears. “Stop. I don’t need a play-by-play!”
Bucky chuckled, sipping his coffee. “You did give me the damn pill.”
“I gave it as a joke!” Sam shouted, now half-laughing, half-horrified. “I didn’t expect you to actually use it!”
“Well, you gave a super soldier a pharmaceutical-grade sex drug,” Y/N said, raising an eyebrow. “What did you think was gonna happen? The tower was empty.”
Sam slumped over the counter like a man in defeat. “I thought maybe he’d get a little action. Not that he’d break the fucking foundation of the building.”
“C’mon,” Bucky said, smirking. “You should be happy for me.”
“I was until I realised I was gonna hear about your Olympic-level sex marathon over my Cheerios.”
Y/N leaned in, lowering her voice dramatically. “You should’ve heard him moaning… best sound in the world… I have to thank you, Sam.”
“OKAY!” Sam stood up, backing away. “That’s it. I’m moving out. I’m done. I can’t live like this.”
“You’re being dramatic,” Bucky said, sipping his coffee.
Sam stared at him. “You barked at me the other day for breathing too loud while you were watching The Crown and now you’re here walking around like it’s Valentine’s Day morning in a goddamn Hallmark movie.”
Bucky shrugged. “I’m relaxed.”
“Too relaxed.” Sam snorted.
Y/N was giggling now, leaning into Bucky’s side as he wrapped a lazy arm around her waist.
Sam gave them both a long, unblinking look. “Fine. You guys are cute together,” he looked at them. “But stop with the sex Olympics…”
“Can’t promise you anything,” Y/N said laughing.
Sam smiled, seeing his best friend happy.
Once they were alone again, Bucky picked her up on the counter. She spread her legs and Bucky positioned himself between them. She circled his neck with her arms, pulling him closer.
“I love you, Bucky. I love you so much.”
“I love you too, doll.” He kissed her. “I’m sorry for this… this wasn’t how I meant to let you know about my feelings.”
“I like how you let me know about your feelings…” she kissed her ear, the space on the neck above the ear. He flinched from pleasure, even tho the pill’s effects were completely washed out of his body.
“I’m gonna spend my life letting you know that…”
“I’m gonna be here waiting every time.”
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