After a mission, Bucky is stricken with a migraine, and refuses help, so Sam enlists Darcy to look after him.
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Captain America - All Media Types
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: James âBuckyâ Barnes/Darcy Lewis, James âBuckyâ Barnes & Darcy Lewis, James âBuckyâ Barnes & Sam Wilson
Characters: James âBuckyâ Barnes, Darcy Lewis, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Alpine (Marvel)
Additional Tags: Comfort, Headaches & Migraines, Nausea, Sick Character, Sam Wilson is a Gift (Marvel), Hopeful Ending, Mutual Pining
Summary:
After a mission, Bucky is stricken with a migraine, and refuses help, so Sam enlists Darcy to look after him.
Bucky walked into his apartment that he shared with Nat not expecting to hear a female moan. He paused with the door open to see the redheadâs head pop up at him, licking her lips. Her eyes held mischief before she disappeared again. âFuck, NatâŠâ a breathy female voice let out. âYesâŠbabeâŠâ
He walked closer to the couch, his cock straining in his jeans from the sounds. Heâd gone out with Steve for a drink not expecting to come back to Nat entertaining anyone. He saw a small hand gripping the couch before seeing hair. Y/n. Fuck.Â
He knew you swung both ways, but wasnât expecting your heaving bosom tonight. Your nipples tight from arousal. Your eyes opened to look at him, breathing out, âBucky.âÂ
He palmed his dick, as he looked at Nat eating you out in a tank and underwear. She pulled away again, licking her lips. Two small fingers inside the other womanâs cunt. âLook at me, baby girl,â she order.Â
Your eyes left his for the green oneâs of the redhead. âYes, Mistress,â she answered.Â
âGood girl,â Nat praised. âYou going to be good for our guest?âÂ
âYes, mistress,â you answered softly, eyes never leaving the other womanâs.Â
âBucky strip,â Nat instructed.Â
He didnât hesitate nor question. He was naked in seconds, staring at the women.Â
âCome around the couch,â she told him.Â
He walked around, his cock jutting out from his groan. Your eyes didnât leave Natâs though, staring straight at the redhead, who slowly fucked you with two fingers.Â
âYouâve got an audience, baby girl,â she explained. âHeâs all excited seeing you like this. All hard seeing us like this. Why donât you use your mouth on him?âÂ
He watched you lick your lips before turning your head to look at him. âThat ok, sir?âÂ
He nodded and soon your lips closed around his tip, tongue swirling. He groaned and kept his hands behind his back, eyes closing.Â
He heard Nat go back to licking her pussy and then you hallowed your cheeks out and took more of his cock in her mouth. âFucking hell,â he grounded out between his teeth.
You moaned and began to move to take him deep in your mouth.Â
âSuch a dirty slut,â he heard, but he was focused on you.Â
It was minutes of you bobbing your head that caused his hand to card through your hair, pushing your face down to the base of his cock. You gargled, but didnât protest. âThatâs it,â the redhead told him. âDonât need to be gentle with the slut. She likes it.âÂ
It was all the encouragement he needed and he bucked into your throat. His metal hand tweaked a nipple. âYeah?â he asked. âYou a slut, baby girl?âÂ
You nodded with your mouth full of his dick. He looked down to see you peering up at him, eyes watering. He dragged his cock out of your mouth. âSuck,â he ordered.Â
Your lips did just that with your tongue swirling around him. He looked at Nat still between your legs, she winked at him. He felt his balls tighten, and he felt your hand go to them to squeeze. âFuck,â he cursed.Â
You looked up at him and smiled around his cock before a moan vibrated against him. Your body bowed up. He tugged your head back. âNat getting you close, slut?â he asked. âYou going to cream her face?âÂ
Another vibration against him, and he bucked against your lips, slipping deeper.Â
âSuch a good, little slut,â Nat praised, her fingers scissoring your cunt. âLook at you sucking his cock. Gonna let him fuck your dirty pussy and cum in you. That what you want?âÂ
You moaned, greedily sucking his cock. He pushed himself down your throat again, grinding against it. He was so close to coming. He wanted to cum in your throat and your pussy. He wanted to see you eat out Nat and palm himself before fucking the both of you.Â
âSuch a dirty slut for mistress,â Nat said to the room.Â
He heard your wet pussy as Nat got you off and it got him closer. He pinched a nipple and your tongue went up to the base of his cock. He realized you were screaming and pulled back, looking down to see your body shaking with Nat lapping at your pussy. When your tongue relaxed, he fucked your mouth, coming seconds later. You greedily sucked and swallowed his seed, as he twitched. He cursed.Â
When he pulled his dick out, Nat moved up to kiss you and your hands went to her curves, caressing her before your fingers went into her pussy. He watched Nat buck against them. You hummed before pulling away. âMistress is so wet,â you breathed. âSo so wet.âÂ
Nat threw back her head, eyes closed, moaning. One of your hands went to pull a perky nipple before your mouth latched on it. You then swirled your tongue around it and looked at him with a grin. You went back to sucking it and the redhead held your head there, grinding against your hand.Â
His cock was stirring at the sight, as Nat let go of your head and you moved to kiss her breastplate to suckle the other one. God was it a sight to see you two like this. A dream come true, as Natâs hand reached out to stroke him. Her green eyes fell to his blue, moaning.Â
His semi-hard cock became harder in a few strokes, as Nat pulled herself off your hand. âBed, slut,â she instructed, as you moved cautiously from the couch.Â
You wobbled as you got up and Bucky held your waist, watching Nat move to his bed. You followed her with him close behind. The redhead had already sprawled her legs open on the bed, panties gone. You didnât hesitate to crawl between them, pushing your ass into the air for Bucky to see your dripping wet pussy.Â
Bucky watched as Nat pushed your face into her cunt and you went willingly. The pair of green eyes closed and she exhaled. âThatâs it slut. Eat out your mistress. Just like that.âÂ
The redheadâs fingers pushed your head deeper into crotch and blood rushed to his cock. He swore heâd never been so turned on. âChrist,â he muttered, his dick twitching.Â
You swayed your hips back and forth in invitation and he climbed in bed behind you. His body covered yours as his hands massaged Natâs breasts. Her eyes opened to look at his blues as she gasped. He couldnât see what you were doing, but whatever it was mixed with his hands, had her breath catching. He hummed and added, âMistress likes that little tongue of yours, slut. Eating her out so well.âÂ
He rubbed himself against your wet pussy, pushing your face deeper into Natâs cunt and green eyes looked at him. A wanton moan leaving her mouth. âSuch a good slut,â she gasped. âGod that tongueâŠâÂ
You pushed back onto his cock, slicking it up, and pushing 3 fingers into Natâs pussy as you sucked a spot on her thigh. Bucky looked at the two of you and made his decision, sliding his hard cock into your waiting hole. He heard a moan leave your mouth. âIs he filling you up, slut?â Nat asked.Â
You didnât answer as he dragged his cock out slowly, and you went back to sucking her clit. A quiet scream left her lips, fingers gripped your hair. Bucky thrusted hard into you, pushing you back into Natâs crotch. He did it over and over.Â
âSuch a good slutâŠâ Nat began to babble. âLook at him fucking you as you âŠ. Ahhh⊠eat me⊠so eager too⊠want. To please us both⊠thatâs itâŠâÂ
Buckyâs hands gripped your hips, snapping into you. You were so wet, soft and tight, clenching and uncleaning. He groaned, âFuck, you have such a pretty little pussyâŠâÂ
âShe does, doesn't she?â Nat gasped. âYou showing him how good it is, baby girl?âÂ
A muffled moan left your lips, as you didnât stop licking and eating out Nat, as Bucky fucked into you. He felt your nimble fingers go to your clit and he batted it away for his. âYou gonna get your Mistress to cum first before you get off, slut,â he instructed.Â
The hand that had been on your clit went to pinch a nipple of Natâs, which caused her to arch up. âSo closeâŠâ Nat whined, âGoing to give you a sweet treatâŠâÂ
The sounds in the room were pornographic between the three of you. Your tongue buried in Natâs cunt and Bucky hip deep inside you. Nat began to keen and arched her body before she screamed. Buckyâs eyes never left the redhead as you continued to eat her out. His own orgasm got closer, as you began to clench him. âSuch a good girl getting your Mistress off,â he praised, hitting your cervix. âCum on my cock⊠let me pump this deep inside youâŠâÂ
âGo on slutâŠâ Nat added, voice shaky. âCum on his cock⊠let him fill you upâŠâÂ
You broke away from her, screaming as you came and gripping him like a vice. âChrist!â He exclaimed, cumming a few pumps later, balls emptying and seed splattering your walls.Â
His metal hand held your hip in a bruising grip. She moaned as he pumped himself, letting himself twitch inside you. âFuck.âÂ
He heard Nat chuckle not realizing his eyes had closed, he opened them to see you kissing her inner thighs before gently swiping her cunt again. âSuch an eager, slut,â Nat praised.Â
You moaned at the praise, pulling back to let your hands roam her body, as his grip loosened. You moved forward and he saw his cum leak out of you. He grinned, knowing it was his before he looked up to the two of you making out. âDid he leave you messy?â Nat asked against your lips, nimble fingers going to where you had been joined.Â
She purred when she found the mess, dipping in before pulling it out and painting your lips with it. âFucking hell,â he muttered, feeling his cock twitch for a third time that night as Nat kissed you.Â
A minute later you rolled off her, legs spread open. You were covered in marks, as Nats fingers traced your skin. Bucky went from you to Nat who was looking at him. âYou like my slut?â She asked.Â
âYes.âÂ
She hummed, her fingers dipping down below. âYou made a mess of her cunt.âÂ
She kissed down your body and to the leaking hole, swiping her tongue. She moaned at the taste, her head turning to look at him. âYou should make mine just as messy.âÂ
nomad steve is a big fat fuckin MUNCH. idc idc idc. nobody can change my mind. that man eats pussy for breakfast, lunch and dinner. he is STARVED.
you wake up? his head is in between your thighs. your working? he wants you to sit on his face while you do it. your doing the dishes? best believe that man is on his knees tongue deep inside your pussy desperate to have you cream all over his face. making comments like
âyou just looked so good baby i couldnât help it, had to get a taste of youâ
âyou like it when daddy sucks on your clit while you finish your chores? yeah? fuckin dirty girlâ
âfuck honey, cum in daddyâs mouth, come on give it to meâ
âpussy tastes like fuckin heavenâ
one thing he does not stand for is hovering. when he tells you to sit on his face, he means sit on it. heâll be grabbing your hips, pulling you down onto his face, his rough beard rubbing against your thighs while his tongue explores your dripping heat and you know damn well he eats it in the morning so he can smell your pussy on his facial hair during the day, his tongue darting out to lick over his moustache, savouring the taste of your juices.
your spread missionary as he suckles and nibbles on your clit, his fingers fucking into you at a desperate pace, missing the taste of your cream even though heâs already had you twice today, his mouth opening wide as you writhe and squirt on his tongue, watching him as he moans and grunts, his hips rocking into the mattress beneath him as he fills his boxers with hot n sticky ropes of cum
âjesus christâ he breathes, âgot me cumming in my pants like a damn teenager sweet girl, thats how fuckin good your pussy tastes.â
Bucky knowing at least 31 languages according to CACW, super serum brain enhancements and the fact he learned Xhosa in Wakanda, leads me to believe he must have the fucking gnarliest of language blurring. You know when you can't seem to figure out how to word something in one language so you skip over to a different one but wait no one knows that...
I also don't think English would be Bucky's default language anymore. It's his birth language, sure, but Russian is probably the language he defaults to now after 80 years right?
So if Bucky's ever delirious for whatever reason, extreme tiredness, magic, super drugs or whatever who knows, do we think he talks in the most insane blend of languages, does he say a sentence in Japanese then switch to Korean and then to Polish, do we think he'd point blank say "I'm sorry I don't speak English" in English to his English speaking friends or teammates because he thinks in Russian and about fifteen other languages before he gets to English, and then goes "oh wait I do" or...?
Summary: For once, you were the one shouting at the enemy, demanding that they leave your office. Steve and Bucky were in awe, so you tried to keep up this confidence and burn off some energy with them.
Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, threesome (f/m/m), protective, arguing, dom/sub, switch, praise kink, oral (f and m receiving), restraints, multiple orgasms, hair pulling, creampie, rough sex
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It was a highly anticipated meeting. Tension was so thick in the office that all weapons were in hands, shoulders rolled back, and eyes glared in all directions, monitoring every little movement.
This had been happening for hours, and you were split between falling asleep or losing your patience and leaving. It wasnât like you to be in these kinds of moods either. Usually, at the start of the meeting, youâd be a trembling, anxious mess and wish to leave because the tension was too much, knowing it would end in violence or shouting. However, today, you were not in the mood for an entirely different reason; knowing who was coming to the meeting already had your blood boiling.
A gentle nudge of your foot drew your attention to the man sitting opposite you. Bucky smiled from across the table, nodding slightly to check in and make sure you were okay, which you gave him a reassuring nod and smile in return. Steve sat between you both at the head of the table, where he naturally deserved to sit, considering he was the gang's leader. Your eyes flicked to the blonde, admiring the natural look of authority that he held, his eyes staring daggers at the man opposite him, and the muscles of his shoulders bulging in the white shirt that was decorated with various harnesses to display the weapons that he knew how to use expertly, intimidating the guest.
Even though he looked dangerous, the hand holding yours on his lap was so soothing and tender that it almost made you break the facade and smile. Steve had prioritised holding your hand, hoping the touch would calm your nerves, which it did. His fingers were rough from his training and littered with various scars from his years of dangerous work, but it was familiar to you as you mixed between playing with his fingers and his reassuringly squeezing your palm. Heâd even refused to shake the other manâs hand when he entered the meeting to continue to hold yours, even though it further infuriated the man who commented how unprofessional it was not to shake an opponent's hand.
Baron Strucker was as boisterous and aggravated as they come. Hot-headed and preferred to shout rather than talk as he demanded his shares of the Rogers mafia, claiming that some of the equipment heâd bought was now being sold on the black market by Steveâs gang without the financial profit being shared. The two guards that had arrived with Baron were just as aggressive, weapons out, standing tall and looking ready to fight the numerous people in the room.Â
As angry as Steve was beneath the skin, he remained calm, choosing not to lose his level-headed thinking and stay in control of the situation, proving his superiority as a leader over Baron. Bucky, his right-hand man, was similar with his calmness, but with the muscle ticking in his jaw, you knew he was struggling to remain in his seat, especially the tone that was being used towards his boss, boyfriend and best friend Steve, he was slowly losing his patience.Â
During these moments with the gang, you were truly reminded of just how dangerous they both were and the line of work they both were involved in and now, so were you. It was hard to compare the men youâd woken up to this morning, adoring and making your life wholly fulfilled with love and affection, were the same that were probably contemplating murdering the man across the table.
You were squeezing Steveâs hand as you reminisced about the morning, using the moment to distract from the shouting in the room that you were now blankly staring at. Steve returned the affection but dragged the pad of his thumb against the back of your hand, which helped to settle the butterflies swirling in your stomach.
Someone shifting their weight behind you also caught your attention, reminding you that Sam Wilson, your best friend and bodyguard, was standing behind your chair. You were surrounded by protection as to your right sat Natasha, her eyes unblinking as she stared viciously at the enemy, her fingers twitching in her lap to throw the knife strapped to her leg.
âWe had a deal. Iâve held my end of it, give you everything I have, and Iâve had nothing from you! How the fuck is that fair? Thatâs not what I signed up forâ. Baronâs shout rang in your ears, causing you to close your eyes to try not to flinch from the piercing sound.
Steve leaned forward in his chair, calm yet authoritative as ever, as the room watched him closely. With a lot of restraint, he began to list all the ways in which the Rogers mafia has provided Stucker with their ends of the deal with financial benefits, customers and more.
You pondered over everything Steve was stating, but he failed to mention one thing that you had contemplated and something that Baron had just so happened not to talk about either. Your eyes flicked between Bucky and Steve to see if they might have remembered it, possibly hinting that you had something to say without cutting off Steve, but neither looked in your direction for once. You thought about speaking up, but everyone's attention on you had your insides twisting with sickness.
They were hyper-focused on the pacing man at the other end of the table, who was more furious with each passing second. The longer Baron Strucker ranted, not taking any accountability and blaming everything on Steve, the more your blood began to boil. Your face and chest warmed, eyebrows furrowing as your jaw clenched with as much fiercness as Buckyâs. You wanted to scream in his face, shake him for missing out on the crucial detail that he seemed to be dancing around, and you couldnât take it anymore, the anger giving you the confidence and anger to intervene in his shouts finally.
âYouâre thieves! A scam of a gang. I donât understand how youâve managed to reach the level of fame that you have here in Brooklyn. Youâre all going down the drain. No one is going to trust you again because as soon as I get out of this office, Iâm going to tell everyone what a bunch of shit you all are-â
âWhat about your container of goods by the coast?â Your voice was firm and louder than youâd expected it to be. You were so riled up that youâd removed your hand from Steveâs, needing to clench your fists in your lap as you stared at the man without fear, even though you could feel everyoneâs eyes now on you.
âWhat?â Strucker snaps his head towards you like he had forgotten you were in the room. His beady little eyes devoured your body as if he was sizing you up. Still, with a simple scoff, you knew he deemed you no threat. The look had Steve and Bucky adjusting in their seats and the other gang members in the room who prepared their stances to match those of their leader, Steve and his second-in-command.
For once, you were braced, not letting his scoff throw your confidence. âThe shipment by the coast? Youâve not mentioned it, and wasnât that the whole reason for this deal in the first place? Why havenât you discussed it today? What happened to the goods you were supposed to provide us with?â
Baron stopped midstep, swallowing thickly, giving himself a second to adjust his frame before the aggression came back, directing it towards you instead as he pointed his meaty finger in your direction. âI see your little game, trying to change the subject from your mistakes. Iâm not falling for it, and you have to deal with the consequences of your actions. This good-for-nothing gang-â
âNo!â you once more cut off his rambling, âI think itâs you who is changing the subject. Answer me now: where are the goods?â Your eyes were burning with how hard you were staring at him, with all your spite and anger, a slight tremor settling in your body as you struggled to keep your emotions to a minimum.
âYou donât get to talk to me like that!â
It was your turn to scoff at the atrocities coming out of Baronâs mouth as you began to calm your voice so that you werenât shouting and instead reigned in the power of authority. âYes, I do. I am as high up in this gang as Bucky. Youâre in my building with my gang. I can speak to you however the fuck I like. Now, answer my question or get the fuck out. Where is this shipment?â
His silence was your answer enough, so you decided to put the final nail in his coffin. âSo youâve sold them to someone else, and you think you can come here and threaten us? Youâre lucky you arenât dead right now, so hereâs what will happen. Youâll collect your dirt shit friends here, turn around and walk out of this building. And you know what? Iâll throw you a bone, we wonât say a word about your failed partnership, but if we hear even a whisper that youâve talked shit about my gang, there will be nowhere you can hide on this planet thatâll stop us from getting to you and everyone you love. Now get the fuck out!â
You donât look away from him, you donât back down, you continue to hold his gaze and watch as he opens his mouth repeatedly like a fish, and when he looks like heâs found his words, theyâre swiftly cut off as the woman next to you was out of her seat in a blink of an eye, holding her knife to his neck. âYou heard the boss; itâs time for you to goâ, Natasha instructs with her silky voice.
His mouth shuts as he backs away, still glaring but not having the guts to say what he wants as the other crew members follow him out. A few of the Rogers mafia escorted them out of the property.
Sam speaks first as he rests his hands on your shoulders, still taunted with tension. âPlease mind my language when I say, holy fucking shit. I didnât think you had it in you, Boss Lady; that was badass!â
Finally releasing the pent-up energy, you shout in rage, rubbing your hands down your face before pushing the chair back, thankful that Sam quickly stepped out of your way as you began to do your pacing. âHeâs such an asshole! I donât even know why we agreed to do any sort of work with him in the first place!â Your red stiletto heels click against the floor dramatically as you try to shake your hands to dispel the anger still raging inside your body.
From the corner of your eye, you saw that Steve silently nodded his head towards the door, indicating for everyone else to leave, which they did without hesitation, leaving you, Steve and Bucky alone.
The brunette was the first to stand, the clip of his expensive shoes just as loud on the ceramic flooring as Bucky unbuttons his suit jacket. âThat was the hottest thing Iâve ever fucking seen, Hot Mamaâ.
You stop walking abruptly, turning to him with a quizzical look, but your eyes are drawn to the evidence of his obvious arousal, the thick outline of his erection down his left pant leg. Your body is warming for a different reason now; as you state, âI have so much energy right now, I feel like I could run a marathon. I understand why you both fuck so hard when youâre in a moodâ.
Buckyâs knowing smirk captures your attention now, the heat spiking in your core with a noticeable throb. Steve stands, his chair scrapping along the floor with his sudden movement.
Steveâs looking at you the same way Bucky is. As if they knew you were thinking something you werenât entirely sure what, as the only thing on your mind right now was getting rid of the pent-up energy you held whilst also trying not to slip into the submissive ways that you always did, especially seeing how turned on both your boyfriends were from seeing you in this dominant, headstrong persona.Â
Steve stands tall, his hands lazily in his pockets as he admires you slowly up and down with his crystal blue eyes. âWe tell you all the time to use us, so use us. Get that energy out. Tell us what you want us to do. If itâs going for a run, we can do that. If you want a hard fuck, you know we can do that too.â
No amount of money would make you pick going for a run right now as you stared between Steve and Bucky. Two powerful men, ready to do whatever you wished so you rolled your shoulders back, straightened your posture and demanded, âStrip. Take off your clothesâ.
Bucky bites his lips seductively as he prepares to slowly remove his clothes, beginning with his jacket and the endless weapons attached to himself. Steve, on the other hand, started by removing his black tie, which you promptly held your hand out for, deciding you could use this later.Â
Watching them both doing exactly as youâd instructed was exhilarating, even if it was a simple act. Only moments ago, the room was full of influential people, a fight potentially about to begin, and now youâre watching each beautiful body part of two of the most dangerous men in Brooklyn strip naked.
You were hardly breathing by the time they stood before you, their impressive bodies on display as they waited for their next instructions with their hands behind their backs and cocks proudly hard. You couldnât help yourself as you touched the tip of Steveâs and admired how it throbbed as his abs flexed and he tensed.
âDid it really make you that turned on to see me like that?â you asked, needing to hear him say it.
Steveâs eyes admired you with a tantalizingly slow look up and down, âYou have no fucking ideaâ.
Even though your insides seemed to somersault with excitement, you tried to remain in control of the situation. Holding up the black tie in front of Bucky, you asked him, âTie up Steveâs hands behind his back and make sure that he canât get outâ.
Bucky did as instructed without questioning and worked his magic, ensuring the knot was secure enough that Steve wouldnât be able to easily wriggle out of the restraint unless he ripped the material in half. Seeing Steve standing there, with his arms behind his back and both following instructions to perfection, made you feel powerful.
Your eyes observed Bucky, who had stood next to Steve, waiting patiently for whatever you had to say. âCan I trust you to keep your hands behind your back?â Bucky grins, showing his straight teeth as he nods his head in answer, moving his hands behind his back and circling the metal fingers around his flesh wrist, keeping it locked in place.
âGood boyâ, you say without thinking and wishing to praise him in some way and to your delight, his cock visibly throbbed as the Adamâs apple of his throat bobbed with his moan. The corner of your lip tilted upwards with excitement at this fact as you stepped towards him, stroking the tips of your fingers down his firm chest. âDo you like it when I call you that?â
âI think I doâ, he responds with an edge of gruffness to his voice, like the arousal coursing through him had affected him so much already.
There were so many things that you could do with both of them right now. The first that came to mind was dropping to your knees and servicing them both, but you were enjoying the power too much and seeing the lust in their eyes; you were ready to use this to your advantage.
Taking a step away from them both, you crept over to the seat at the head of the table, trying to use the confidence to glide through your body still and maintain the dominant persona, at least for as long as you could. You eyed up Steveâs seat, easing it away from the table before sitting in it and spreading your legs so the dress hiked up your thighs until they both had a view of naked cunt, for once thankful youâd gone without any underwear today. âWell, why donât you both be good boys and come and eat me out?â.
With impressive speed, Steve and Bucky were dropping to their knees in front of the seat, the colour of their eyes impressively darkened with hunger, tongues wetting their lips in anticipation. Gripping the back of your thighs, your legs spread wider for them, trying to make room for both of their faces.
It was difficult with the lack of space and their hulking shoulders shoving against each other so they could both have their feast. This only made you feel more powerful, to see them quietly arguing with each other to try and pleasure you, which only made their licks and sucks more enthusiastic. They were sloppy, saliva and pussy juice coating their faces and your thighs as they each tried to push their tongues into your cunt. Everything was warm, wet and pleasurable, especially as Steve lapped at your clit as Bucky tongued your hole.
You couldnât keep your eyes off them, hungry for both of them, knowing that you could ask for possibly anything and they would be willing to do it, even in the middle of the office. Having both of them on you simultaneously was also very overstimulating, as they seemed to be touching you everywhere at the same time. You were clenching and withering beneath them before you could even think to moan either of Steve or Buckyâs names, the orgasm stealing your breath away.
Steve sucked as Bucky licked through your orgasm until you had to release the bruising grip on your thigh so that you could close your legs, pushing them back. Trying to catch your breath, you stared between them. Both their handsome faces were flushed, chins and cheeks drenched and glistening, eyes glazed with hunger and arousal, still sitting on their knees with hands behind their backs.
You were surprised theyâd not yet freed their restrained hands and taken over. The two of them were dominant down to their very bones, so for them to not switch things around and bend you over the table and fuck you until youâd orgasmed multiple times, it was a surprise they were still going along with you being in control.
âBuckyâ, standing from your chair, you cupped the chin of the boyfriend youâre addressing, âsit in this chairâ. He does as instructed as you walk behind him and the chair, your fingers massaging his shoulders and chest as you dip to kiss the column of his neck. Looking over your body, you admired the thick cock that was begging to be touched, and then there was Steve, who also was admiring Buckyâs dick.
âYouâve both been so good for me, following my instructions. Hereâs what is going to happen. I want Stevie to suck Bucky off until I tell him to stop. Does that sound good with you, Buckaroo?â
The face you were kissing nodded quickly and enthusiastically. Buckyâs eyes were wide with anticipation and awe as he watched his boss and superior, especially in the workplace, on his knees and ready to pleasure him.
Bucky sucks in a deep breath through his nose as Steve begins to lick up his shaft, holding intense eye contact before taking him fully into his mouth.
You walk around the two of them, making sure your heels are unnecessarily loud with the steps so they are aware of where you are at all times; even when Buckyâs eyes are closed, his head turns ever so slightly with your actions, like he was monitoring where you were.
Every so often, youâd run your fingers over their shoulders or through their hair. The touches caused shivers to run through their beefy bodies, and you tried not to grin at the little reactions you could easily pull from them.
âDoing so good, Steve, I can tell Buckyâs getting close. Keep going. I donât think Iâm ready for you to stop just yetâ.
âAh, fuck!â Bucky grunted, hips thrusting up as his head tipped back, falling into the depths of his pleasure and the skills of Steveâs beautiful mouth.
Only when you could see Buckyâs breaths coming fast, his mouth dropping open with no restraints for his moans, did you decide to intervene, knowing he was close to cumming. Scraping your nails through Steveâs hair, you grabbed a hand full and tugged, forcing Steveâs mouth off the cock.
Bucky whimpered from the loss of the tongue and sucking. âNow, now, Bucky. Youâve had your share, donât be so selfish.â Lowering your mouth to Steveâs ear, you whispered, âSit back, Steveâ.
With an easy roll, Steve is sitting on his arse on the cold floor, and you are instantly on him, straddling over his thick thighs, hands cupping his cheeks and kissing him hungrily. You moaned at the taste of Buckyâs cock on his lips and the noise of Steveâs tie straining from where Steve was pulling on it but stopping himself from ripping it apart.
You still had so much energy you needed to get out, and Steve had been so good for you that he deserved a reward. Rolling your hips, your cunt pulsed with desire as his cock slipped between your folds and nudged your clit. Slipping a hand between your bodies and lifting onto your knees, you lined Steve up and slowly sat down his length.
âYou always fill me up so goodâ, you praise him, returning to cupping his cheeks as you kiss him passionately, rolling your hips and down with heavy slaps. He was so deep and stretched your walls to perfection.
Your knees were aching, and maybe you were used to being the one without the control, but this position was hard to fuck with the full potential. You wanted to hold control but didnât want to do any of the work, so with a sly smile and biting Steveâs bottom lip, you decided to switch it up.
âIf I undo your hands, Iâm still in control. Only for today, do you understand?â you asked, mind grinding your hips.
Steve moaned and desperately nodded his head, âYes! Fuck yes, youâre in charge, babyâ.
âGood. I want you to pick me up and fuck me on the deskâ. Whilst still trying to fuck him, you reached around him and pulled on the end of the tie, thankful that Bucky had managed to tie it in such a way that it was easy to undo. The material loosened around Steveâs wrists, and within a blink of an eye, his strong arms were under your hips as he lifted the two of you from the floor.
The tableâs cool surface made you gasp, but then he was fucking you, his face hiding in your neck as your hands gripped his back for support, nails digging in and leaving crescent-shaped indents.
âAh! Yes!â you shouted as Steve fucked with nothing holding him back, and even though he was the one on top of you, you could still feel the powerful of telling him what to do, knowing that if you asked him to sit on the floor and wait, he would do precisely that.
Every stroke of his cock, pounded into your cunt with a wet gush of your fluids, helping to soften the sensation. He felt so intense you were sure if you put your hand on your lower belly, youâd be able to feel the tip of his cock prodding deep within.
You were already sensitive from their mouths so you came after only a couple of minutes, the fire burning and pulsing so thoroughly throughout your body that you were sure everyone in the building could hear your pleasured screams.
Steve didnât stop because you hadnât ordered him to do anything other than fuck you. âThatâs it, keep going, donât stop!â You were being selfish, but you didnât care one little bit.
Turning your head away from Steve, you looked at Bucky, who looked like he would combust on the spot. A thick dribble of precum was stringing from his thigh to his tip, and the veins in his temple were bulging as he kept himself sitting on the brink of an orgasm whilst still sitting in the chair.
âBucky, as soon as Steve finishes, I want you to come over and fuck meâ.
Hearing the next instruction, Steveâs hands held onto your thighs for more leverage and fucked you hard until cumming with an ultimate groan that vibrated deep through his chest. You sighed at the warmth soaking your hole, but you didnât have time to process this as Bucky pushed away Steve, and your other boyfriend was filling you.
Buckyâs hands were on you, one on your hip and the other on your chest, holding you down as he fucked into you relentlessly. You didnât have the energy to tell him off or order him to do anything different. Not when he was fucking you so hard that you were thankful for the table being drilled to the floor so you were sure it would have toppled over by now.
âThatâs it, Bucky, youâve been so good for me, just like thatâ. The praise seemed to trigger something in him as he goes crazy. Your body was trembling and aching with the efforts of keeping up with his thrusts. You came again, gushing and moaning as all you could do was hold onto his shoulders.
âDoll- Iâm gonna cum- so deep-!â Bucky cried out as he smacked his cock in as deep as it would go, his body shaking as his cock emptied his cum, making in with the remaining of Steveâs. Bucky collapsed onto your chest, both trying to catch your breath.
Your eyes were closed as Steve began to speak next to your head. Heâd walked around the table, so he was looking down at you and Bucky from above as he caressed the side of your cheek. âCould you do me a favour? Firstly, please can you shout at assholes more often. And two, please tell us what to do because I could have come just from you telling me to take my clothes offâ.
With all the energy drained from your body, you quickly slipped into the submissive state you were usually in, wishing to hide your face into Buckyâs neck but keeping a mental note as to how you could use this to your advantage in the future.
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