summary: reader fucks bucky with a strap-on, real good
pairing: sub!bucky x reader
warnings: smut, fingering, masturbation, use of strap-on, mentions of dildo, swearing, anal sex
word count: 1.5k
a/n: this part of my pretty baby universe/series where all works revolves around sub!bucky x reader, masterlist is here so check it out! also shout to the amazing anons who pushed for this or it definitely wouldn’t have happened. gif is not mine!!!!
There’s just something about the sight of Bucky on his knees, the way he looks so submissive, little and especially so needy. It’s the perfect sight, he’s always as pretty as a picture and you can’t help yourself, you just had to have him on his knees in front of you. Luckily, your little puppy is always willing to follow your orders, Bucky’s always easy to please.
The sight in front of you has slick rolling down your thighs, you’re covered in wetness at the sight of your obedient little boy. Bucky’s knees are red and raw from kneeling at your feet as he whines and whimpers at the sight of your spread legs and bare pussy on display, so painfully close and near.
“Fuck!” Bucky groans as he watches your fingers pump in and out of you, his eyes zeroed in on your tight hole swallowing your fingers with ease, Bucky can’t look away, he’s mesmerised. You can’t help but smirk at the drooling man in front of you, you can tell your little puppy is having a hard time staying still and not touching you.
Your fingers speed up, your toes curling as you feel the waves of pleasure wash over you. Bucky knows all the signs when you’re about to cum and the moment he sees the slight shake of your legs the veins in his head nearly pop in frustration, he wants to get his lips on you, wrapped around your clit as your legs shake around his head. Nothing made him hornier than being able to pleasure and serve you and most of all make you cum, he would spend all day making you cum if it was possible.
“Please mommy,” Bucky whines inching forward as the sound of your moans grow louder and your legs shake all over the place. You barely hear him, too focused on the stretch of your fingers.
summary: the sexy biker next door with the long hair and arms covered in tattoos is no good, he’s trouble but it’s a good thing you love trouble
pairing: biker!bucky barnes x reader
warnings: swearing, mentions of sex and sexual acts
word count: 2.1k
⭒ part one ⭒
Bucky’s life has always been hectic, even more now he’s taken over the biker club that once belonged to his father, his life was crazy and he loved it: the alcohol, the bikes and cars, the leather and the girls. Oh the girls, Bucky had been a ladies man as soon as he was old enough to know he liked the other sex and now here he was nearly 20 years odd years later still lusting over pretty girls. But there was one pretty girl above everybody else and that was you, the moment he saw you when he walked into your neighbourhood, he knew he had to have you. There was just something about you, the way you wore those pretty little dresses and skirts just to tease him, the way you bent down way too much around him and the way you looked at them as if you were seconds away from devouring him. Little he did know, you were.
To sum it up, Bucky was obsessed with you the moment he laid his eyes on you, it was like suddenly no other woman existed and all his brain was capable of thinking about was you. His best friends and fellow club members Steve and Sam teased him about his not so little crush on you every chance they got, they thought it was hilarious the way their burly and rough around the edges friend was head over heels for you despite how much Bucky denied it.
Bucky wanted you, it was simple as that and as much as he detested his friends teasing he knew he was fixated on you. The way you flirted back with Bucky and didn’t back down turned him on more than anything and Bucky loved the way you seemed like you were made for him, perfectly crafted for him and him only. Bucky wanted you and was determined to get you so when you said those 5 words, he thought he had died and gone to heaven.
“Take me for a ride,” The moment those words left your lips, those lips Bucky desperately wanted to kiss and have wrapped around his cock. Bucky was ready to pounce on you and ravage you there on the freshly manicured lawn of his front garden but resisted because he’d be lying if he said, he hadn’t many dirty thoughts about taking you for a ride then bending you over his bike and fucking your brains out.
“Oh babydoll, you have no idea what you’ve just asked for,” Bucky replies, smirking boldly at you, his eyes raking your body appreciatively as you laugh at his words. Bucky can’t help but raise his eyebrows at your sweet, sweet laughter.
“Trust me Bucky, I know exactly what I’m asking for. That’s why I asked for it,” the way you sass him ignites something deep inside of him, Bucky just loves the way you bite back at him. The biker isn’t afraid to admit just how painfully hard it makes him when you sass him, there’s just something about a dominant powerful woman that makes him instantly hard.
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⭒ bad little boy ⭒
pairing: bucky barnes x dark!reader
word count: 915 words
warnings: mommy kink, sub/dom dynamics, dark reader who spanks bucky with a cane and is a lil bit of sadist
a/n: i've never written anything dark before so i hope this was good! also gif is not mine, i found it on pinterest!
“Mommy!” Bucky screeches crying hysterically as you walk through the door in your shared house. Your eyebrows quirk up, confused at the sound of your little boys thrashing and sobbing violently in the living room.
The moment you walk through the threshold into your living room, you’re met with the sight of your little boy sitting criss-cross in the middle of the room, pillows and knick-knacks thrown all across the room. You can’t help the deep sigh that emits from your throat as you take in the wreckage that is your living room and the crying little puppy sat amongst the mess.
“Little boy!” You practically screech at him in a mix of disappointment and anger. Bucky’s head immediately lifts, his glassy blue eyes meeting yours and he cries even harder as he looks at you in the doorway, hands on your hips sighing deeply at him.
“Go away, mama!” Bucky screams at you, his bottom lip jutted out into a pout. Your eyes widen almost comically at his words, Bucky’s your good little boy. It hadn’t always been that way but months of training and breaking the super-soldier down had finally made him into the perfect little boy you knew he could be when you laid eyes on him nearly two years ago on the streets of Brooklyn.
Clearly, your little boy had forgotten the six months he spent down your basement all alone screaming and crying out for you and your attention, he would beg you for hours on end screaming mommy! at the top of his lungs. You reduced Bucky to nothing but a scared little boy and now he was the best boy you could ever imagine, you were a proud mommy but his behaviour right now was nothing like the good boy you were used to.
“Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to like that, little boy?” You ask, walking over him, looming over his sitting figure. Your fingers grab his chin, forcing him to look up at you, Bucky sniffles practically whimpering at you in fear as your grasp on his chin starts to hurt more each second.
Bucky doesn’t see it coming too caught up in the whirl of emotions he’s experiencing leaving him off guard as you slap him harshly across the cheek, your bad little boy screams out tears falling violently down his red cheeks. “Answer me, little boy!” You demand slapping his cheek once more.
Bucky stays silent, he’s too hysterical to even form words, he’s babbling loudly as he sobs frantically. You shake your head at him, unimpressed at his antics and Bucky only cries harder upset you’re mad at him.
His cries only make the anger inside of you bubble up more, “Little boy, answer me!” You say but all you get from the super-soldier on the floor is more tears and it pushes you. You can’t take his bad behaviour, he’s pushed you too far and now he’s going to face the consequences of his actions.
You say nothing, deadly silent and Bucky thinks you’re going to give up but then you’re grabbing him by the hair pulling him to the couch of the room and over your lap. He cries thrashing around on your lap as you pull his shorts down to his ankles, tears fall on your legs as you land a warning smack to Bucky’s bum. “You’ve been a bad little boy and what happens to bad boys?” You ask, pinching the reddening skin of Bucky’s ass as he whines out.
Bucky sniffles tears still steadily falling from his cloudy blue eyes; “They get punished.” He says through tears.
“They do and since you’ve been so bad mommy’s gonna spank you.” You say before reaching behind the couch pulling out a cane, Bucky squirms around in your lap as he sees the cane.
“No mommy, please mommy!” Bucky yells trying to manoeuvre himself off your lap but your hands smack against the soft flesh of his bum and he stops knowing if he moves anymore his punishment will get worse.
You don’t even bother to mention you’re about to start and when Bucky feels the cane whip against his skin for the first time he screams in pain, sobbing against your legs as the pain shoots up his body. It hurts more than it would normally because he’s in little space and with only one strike Bucky can barely stay still because of all the pain. You land 5 more strikes and you can’t help but smile in delight at the way his white skin turns red and the way Bucky howls in pain crying endlessly at the stinging and burning.
By the time you’re done spanking him, Bucky is a mess: his ass cheeks are red and sore, his hairs a mess from the way he’s been pulling and tugging at it trying to deal with the pain from his spanking and his tears look almost permanently stained from the way he’s been crying for almost an hour. Bucky’s babbling, whimpering and whining as he cries and you can’t help but smile at how broken and bruised your little boy.
“Look at my little boy all bruised and crying, you’re so pathetic,” you sneer at before landing a smack to his ass laughing at the way he cries out in pain.
“I’m sorry mama, please stop,” Bucky says through tears trying to stop your assault on him.
summary: you come home to a very needy bucky who’s broken your number one rule
pairing: sub!bucky barnes x reader
word count: 1,392
warnings: smut, swear words, bucky calls the reader ‘mommy’, reader calls bucky ‘pet’ ‘puppy’ ‘good little boy’ etc, reader has a lil crying kink, degradation kink
a/n: this was meant to be a lil drabble but i got carried away!
Desperation.
You can smell it in the air, lingering in your nostrils as you step through the threshold to your shared apartment. You can’t help the smirk that settles its way onto your lips as your mind wanders to the bitch in the heat in your bedroom. He’s like an animal, your little pet, so desperate and needy and ready to do whatever you want. Whatever.
The moment you close the door behind you, Bucky is on you. He’s trudging out of your bedroom completely naked, his cock red and leaking precum as his metal hand fists over it eliciting whimpers that make you wet instantly. “Well isn’t this a nice sight to come home to,” you remark sarcastically, unimpressed but aroused at the sight before you. The two of you have many rules and the number one rule was simple, one Bucky had yet to break until now: Don’t touch yourself unless mommy tells you to.
But I do have some bad news. There is a bomb at this wedding as well.
What?
Your butt. Your butt is the bomb. There will be no survivors.
I love you so much. You’re my dream girl.
