Warnings: Viagra, Bucky’s hard-on, smut! 18+, unprotected sex (use birth control!), teammates/friends to lovers, language.
Based off this prompt by @buckstaybucky:
Word Count: 1,456 (JEEPERS!!!)
Notes: this prompt was written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club and it’s my absolute first time writing smut. Thank you to the ladies of the HBC for the guide and help! I’m not that confident but feedback is always appreciated! Hope you enjoy and have a lovely Thursday ❤️
Today should have been an easy day. Should have been, being the keywords. The mission in Siberia that Fury sent you and Bucky to do was completed a day earlier. Today meant you could have relaxed in your shared tent to keep warm until the quinjet arrived to pick you up tomorrow.
You were looking forward to reading a book in your thermal sleeping bag as the wind howled outside. It was a tent made for unrelenting weather conditions such as the Siberian winter. Only, you were having to deal with Bucky wriggling around in the sleeping bag. Something was seriously wrong. Bucky was puffing, murmuring, and sweating with his hand disappearing underneath the sleeping bag and into his boxers.
This morning was the first time he’s remembered to take his protein pills. The mission was difficult, so it meant you barely had time to sleep. Bucky had never had a reaction like this to protein pills before, even before he left for the mission. An hour after he took his protein pills, he became rock hard and has already come inside his boxers from thrusting against the material. It wasn’t enough, it was driving him insane.
Warnings: Viagra, Bucky’s hard-on, smut! 18+, unprotected sex (use birth control!), teammates/friends to lovers, language.
Based off this prompt by @buckstaybucky:
Word Count: 1,456 (JEEPERS!!!)
Notes: this prompt was written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club and it’s my absolute first time writing smut. Thank you to the ladies of the HBC for the guide and help! I’m not that confident but feedback is always appreciated! Hope you enjoy and have a lovely Thursday ❤️
Today should have been an easy day. Should have been, being the keywords. The mission in Siberia that Fury sent you and Bucky to do was completed a day earlier. Today meant you could have relaxed in your shared tent to keep warm until the quinjet arrived to pick you up tomorrow.
You were looking forward to reading a book in your thermal sleeping bag as the wind howled outside. It was a tent made for unrelenting weather conditions such as the Siberian winter. Only, you were having to deal with Bucky wriggling around in the sleeping bag. Something was seriously wrong. Bucky was puffing, murmuring, and sweating with his hand disappearing underneath the sleeping bag and into his boxers.
This morning was the first time he’s remembered to take his protein pills. The mission was difficult, so it meant you barely had time to sleep. Bucky had never had a reaction like this to protein pills before, even before he left for the mission. An hour after he took his protein pills, he became rock hard and has already come inside his boxers from thrusting against the material. It wasn’t enough, it was driving him insane.
Warnings: Viagra, Bucky's hard-on, smut! 18+, unprotected sex (use birth control!), teammates/friends to lovers, language.
Based off this prompt by @buckstaybucky:
Word Count: 1,456 (JEEPERS!!!)
Notes: this prompt was written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club and it's my absolute first time writing smut. Thank you to the ladies of the HBC for the guide and help! I'm not that confident but feedback is always appreciated! Hope you enjoy and have a lovely Thursday ❤️
Today should have been an easy day. Should have been, being the keywords. The mission in Siberia that Fury sent you and Bucky to do was completed a day earlier. Today meant you could have relaxed in your shared tent to keep warm until the quinjet arrived to pick you up tomorrow.
You were looking forward to reading a book in your thermal sleeping bag as the wind howled outside. It was a tent made for unrelenting weather conditions such as the Siberian winter. Only, you were having to deal with Bucky wriggling around in the sleeping bag. Something was seriously wrong. Bucky was puffing, murmuring, and sweating with his hand disappearing underneath the sleeping bag and into his boxers.
This morning was the first time he's remembered to take his protein pills. The mission was difficult, so it meant you barely had time to sleep. Bucky had never had a reaction like this to protein pills before, even before he left for the mission. An hour after he took his protein pills, he became rock hard and has already come inside his boxers from thrusting against the material. It wasn't enough, it was driving him insane.
"Fuck!" Bucky groaned once again, pulling your attention from your book. His palms were digging into his eye sockets and his hips thrusting up into nothing.
What the fuck was wrong with him?
"Uh– Buck? It might be pretty obvious that you're not, but are you okay?" You asked just to be sure.
"Fine." He gritted through his clenched teeth. His flesh hand flying under the sleeping bag. He needed a release, he needed something warm, wet, and tight, he needed you.
"O–kay. Well, if you need anything, I'm here." You blew out some air and licked your lips, the action alone driving Bucky crazy.
"Anything?" Bucky asked, resting on his elbow as he turned to face you. "If I need anything? Anything, anything? I need something."
"What do you need? Do you need a medic?" Putting your book down on your right, you mimicked his actions. The sight of your breasts pushed together, the swells peeping out from your tank top emitted a long groan and string of curses from Bucky.
Without answering your questions, Bucky scooted closer to you. He pushed his thigh between yours and traced your jaw with his lips. Bucky moved his leg higher until it was resting against your soaking clothed core. He could feel the dampness through your panties.
Bucky pulled away slightly, you were in the same trance as him. Hooded eyes with the air shifting around the two of you.
"I want you." He shivered despite the tent feeling hotter by the second. The strong wind continued to howl outside.
You leaned up to kiss him and wrap one hand around his neck to pull him down on top of you, smirking against his lips when you felt how freaking hard he was.
Bucky stopped and leaned back on his hunches and you thought for a second he changed his mind. But his fingers grasped the sides of your panties and tugged them down your thighs. Your legs opened for him once they were off and he marveled at your glistening pussy.
"Fuck. Me." He huffed, shaking his head. He went to dip his head but you stopped him by closing your legs just a little. His fingers gripped the hem of your tank top and yanked it over your head. His breath hitched when you were braless the whole time.
"Another time. Come here." You told him and he swiftly pulled his own dirty boxers down his legs. The insides you saw were covered in his cum. You bit the inside of your cheek to bite back a moan that wanted to escape. You stared at his size. The serum did him a lot of favors, he was packed, the unmistakable vein on the underside was pulsing with need.
Bucky positioned himself over you, his shaft slotted between your lips and his tip bumping against your clit. A shaky groan leaves your lips, your arms curl around his shoulders. Bucky buries his face into the crook of your neck, nibbling at your sensitive spot.
Bucky cries out when he pushes in. Your walls instantly flutter and contract around his cock, squeezing him tightly.
"Fuck doll, you feel so good!" He trembles, gently lowering his full weight on top of you and wrapping his flesh arm around the back of your neck and his metal arm grips the corner of the sleeping bag. Your legs wrap tightly around his waist, your heels digging into his lower back. Your bodies flushed together and it feels so right.
His thrusts start lightly. His tip grazing those sensitive spots deep inside of you. You feel amazing and he knows he's not gonna last.
"Harder Buck. Fuck me, baby." You moan, your arms clutching both of his shoulders for reassurance. Bucky clenches his jaw and soon enough, his pace picks up. His hip slapping against your own. The wind outside being the only witness to your intimacy with a man you've had feelings for since you became friends.
He repeatedly hits that deep spot, dots, and stars overtake your vision and you're panting. He fills you right to the brim, even reaching the cervix that makes you groan out in pain each time he meets it. His pelvic bone grazes against your clit every time he thrusts up into you.
"Buck–!" Sweat dribbles off his forehead onto yours as he fucks you hard. Your body jolting with each thrust. "You feel so good." Your mouth drops open and your pussy clenches. A bright white light flashes before your eyes for a second and your head is thrown back while you drench his cock. Bucky whines from the sudden slick coating him.
"Baby! Fuck, I'm gonna cum. I'm cumming!" Bucky removes his arm and sits back on his hunches still fully sheathed inside of you. His hair sticks to the side of his face and forehead. His sweat drips down his chest as his hands grip your waist for leverage. Pounding harder and faster. His groans and moans come more blatant as his hips begin to falter. His eyes fixated on your bouncing breasts, and one, two, three languid strokes later and a grunt of your name, his cum spurts over your fleshy fluttering walls.
Bucky stays inside and leans over, panting while he presses his lips to yours. His sweat is salty against your lips and your own hair sticks to your forehead.
"Damn Barnes." You breathed with a smile. Completely spent out and your insides throbbing. "You're still hard." You pointed out with a grin.
You were right, he was still hard, he frowned. His erection should have gone as soon as he ejaculated. But he felt no different.
"I–I don't get it." Bucky stammered. But slowly realizing what might have happened. He remembered Sam discussing some pills and since Sam was well known for his ludicrous pranks, it should have been so obvious to Bucky since Sam was aware of Bucky's love for you. He doesn't know if he should thank Sam or punch him. "I don't know what to do." Bucky chortled nervously. Not really wanting to leave the comfort of your home any time soon.
"Round two?" You proposed and Bucky smirked. Rolling you both over so he was on his back and you were straddling his waist with him still inside. "We have all day." You reminded him.
"Wait doll, I gotta say something." Bucky stuttered tensely, his fingers tracing light patterns on your waist.
"Okay?" You urged him to continue, lighting bouncing on his cock as he spoke.
"I want you to know that this isn't just about sex to me. And I know this isn't a good time with me being buried in you but I want you to know I've had feelings for you for a while and I didn't want you to think I was just using you."
You smiled at his words, the words you've longed to hear. People told you he liked you, but you quickly brushed them off since you believed he had a specific type of woman.
"I know. I've liked you too for a while." Your hands rest on his hot wet chest, leaning yourself forward for a better angle. A cry slips out when he brushes your spot instantly. "I want you to be inside me forever." You groan, his hands sliding up your body to caress your breasts.
"I will doll, only if you be my girl?" Bucky has a hard time (no pun intended here) keeping himself under control.
Warning: Swearing, wet dreams (m), fingering, oral sex (m receiving) 18+ only
A/N: This drabble is for @the-ss-horniest-book-club Drunk Drabbles based off of this prompt. Please message if you’d like to be tagged. Thank you for reading! Artwork by @264janaz
It happened. Again. Bucky wakes up with you on his mind and his sheets wet and sticky. He tries to remember the dream, the details fuzzy. It’s always you though. The things you do to each other. Bucky throws the blanket off and sits on the edge of the bed. Your mouth. It was your mouth, sucking, licking, tasting him. “Fucking hell”, he thinks to himself. He gets up and throws on a pair of sweatpants. He’s not a teenager in Brooklyn anymore in his mom’s apartment laying in his damp wool blankets. He’s a man and you’re just down the hall.
Hoping to avoid anyone else he trudges quietly down the hall as Sam rounds the corner nearly knocking Bucky, still half asleep, over. “Buck! You’re up early. You headed down to the gym? “Ah, no Sam.... just kinda.....headed somewhere.....to do something.” Sam smiles, eyebrows raised. “Riiiiiiight. Something. Or someone.” Bucky doesn’t respond, your relationship isn’t a secret or anything but he has other things on his mind and doesn’t exactly feel like getting into details about his love life with Sam in this moment. “Hey Bucky, don’t let me keep you. A friend doesn’t cock block another friend,” he slaps Bucky on the shoulder before continuing down the hall. Bucky makes a mental note to ask you what cock blocking means before opening the door to your room.
The creak of the door lulls you from your sleep. You know what that sound usually means. “Bucky? Is that you?” The bed shifts under the weight of Bucky’s body. He’s left his sweatpants on the floor and crawls next to you in bed. He makes you into a little spoon as he curls himself around you. “I had another one of those dreams,” he says into your ear as you feel his hand go down your shorts and panties, his metal fingers deftly parting your folds and finding your clit. He makes small circles with the perfect amount of pressure. Moaning at the sensation you press your ass into him, feeling him harden against you.
“What did you dream about?” you ask as he continues the ministrations with his fingers, now slick with your wetness. “I dreamt about you and your perfect mouth on my cock.” Cold metal on just the spot and you feel that tingle and warmth before you see the flash behind your eyes and you cum hard, drenching his hand in your slick. “There, now both our beds are wet,” he says. “Are you ready to swallow my cock? Make my dreams come true?” “I’m ready, Bucky,” you roll on top of him, throwing the covers off so he can watch as you lick the tip of his cock teasingly. You spit just a little, mixing it with his precum to make it easier to move your mouth up and down his shaft. “Oh fuck, doll. I love that fucking mouth of yours. It feels so fucking good.” “Better than a dream?” you ask preparing to take one of his balls in your mouth to gently suck while fisting his cock with your hand. “Yes,” he pants above you, “better than a dream.”
Warnings: slight angst and body insecurities, fluff, soft!Bucky and breast worshipping! (If that's even a thing.)
Based off the prompt from @buckstaybucky:
Word Count: 440
Notes: This is written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club and please ladies, love your bodies! 💖
Bucky didn't understand what was wrong. The first time you refused to remove your bra he thought you were being shy and didn't push you because he didn't want to make you uncomfortable.
But when he walked in on you as you just got out of the shower and you covered your breasts up, he was expecting you to let your arms down, but when you didn't, he couldn't help but feel like it was something to do with him. He didn't understand it, you've been dating for months and you have sex almost on a nightly basis.
The look in his eyes shot a pang of guilt to your heart. You grabbed a fluffy towel off the rail and wrapped it securely around your body. Bucky stormed out of the bathroom and you followed after him.
"Buck? What's wro–"
"Be honest with me. Is it me?"
"Is what you?" You frown.
"Am I the reason you never take your shirt off and show me your breasts?" Bucky asked as he took two strides to stand in front of you. His nostrils flared and his eyes flickered between your eyes and lips.
"No. You're not the reason." You sigh. Your insecurities bubbling up once again. "It's just– it sounds ridiculous."
"Doll, whatever it is. I would never judge you. I love you and you've seen my scars. Please trust me."
"I just– okay. I'm just gonna come out and say it. I hate my breasts. They are a weird shape and I hate their size." You sigh, lowering your gaze to the plain carpet under your feet. Bucky hooks a finger under your chin to lift your gaze. He smirked and leans in, capturing your lips with his.
While his lips are distracting you, you fail to notice his fingers fumbling with the knot on your towel. It drops and pools around your ankles and you gasp. Bringing your arms up to try and cover yourself, Bucky grabs your hands and leads you over to the bed and pushing you down, pinning your hands so you can't cover up from him.
While you're like this in this position, he marvels at your breasts and licks his lips.
"Doll, these–" he releases one of your hands and massages the soft tissue. "Are fucking perfect. Fuck, I never want to stop touching these. They are so soft." Bucky dips his head and kisses above your nipple. "So natural." He kisses again. "Perfect like you." He leans up and kisses your lips.
"You aren't disgusted?" You ask, gazing into his eyes.
"Absolutely fucking not. They are the most beautiful pair of breasts I've ever seen and felt. I'm gonna show you doll."
A/N: Inspired by the lovely @xxloki81xx and the below GIF
“Again Daddy!” you heard your daughter shriek in delight. “Dada ‘gain!” came your toddler son’s demands.
“Alright,” he agreed easily. Growling and snorting sound started up along with playful screams and shouts. You put down the last of the grocery bags and headed towards the playroom. You saw what your husband Tom was doing and grinned broadly. You pulled out your phone and hit the record button on the camera app as Tom and the kids ran around the room. His eyes landed on you and he stopped, stalking towards you and kissing you.
“Ewh!” Abby teased. “Mama!” Teddy squealed, toddling to you and grabbing your leg.
“Hey my little man,” you bent and scooped him up into your arms, his face quickly buried into your shoulder snuggling tight. “Did Daddy scare you with his dinosaur impression?” You grinned at Tom over the little boy’s head.
“No, I not ‘cared,” he mumbled. “I wuv Mommy hugs.” Your heart melted even though you knew you’d probably be woken up later with his nightmares. You turned to your daughter. “Did you know Daddy does dinosaur impressions?”
She nodded with pride. “He showed me last week after he picked me up from school. I showed all my friends the next day at school!” She bent her little arms and screwed up her face trying to show her teeth and growled. “They loved it!”
You shook your head lightly and turned to Tom. “Looks like you’ve created a monster,” you muttered as you leaned in to peck a kiss on his cheek.
His hands pulled you close, hugging you and your son. Not to be left out, Abby ran to Tom and tackled his legs. “Oof,” he groaned in your ear. “Are you sure we can handle one more?”
Warnings: Flirting, cheesy pick up lines, implied smut
Based off the prompt from the HBC: "I may not go down in history but I'll go down on you."
Word Count: 304
Notes: For @the-ss-horniest-book-club 💖
"Do you know what would look great on you?" Bucky purrs, lifting your legs up off the couch so he can flop down next to you.
He puts your legs over his lap, his hands caressing your calves. Peeking over your book, your eyes narrow at the smirking man. "Me." He chuckles.
You roll your eyes and sigh. You should have expected this because ever since the genius man that was named Sam taught him how to use Google, he's been googling these really annoying pick up lines, which secretly, you found quite funny.
"The only thing that looks good on me is my duvet and clothes." You retorted, eyes scanning over the words in your book.
"Well I'm warning you doll. I'm a thief and I'm here to steal your heart."
Another eye roll.
"Is that another one of your pick up lines, baby?" You teased, watching his eyes turn black hearing the endearment you called him.
"I may not go down in history but I'll go down on you." He smirked, licking his lips and noticing the way your thighs clenched closed from his words. "Bet you'd love that huh doll. Maybe that's what you need?"
"I'm okay for now Bar—"
"I could reach your G spot with my tongue." A playful glint sparkles in his eyes. But his tone suggested he's serious.
"Okay fine, you know what you win. If you want me, have me. I'm yours." You say, slamming the book shut and throwing it down on the floor. Bucky removes your legs from his lap and stands quickly, he holds a hand out for you to take and you take it. Your fingers interlocked with each other's as he guides the two of you out of the common room and down to his room, where he plans on making you his.
Warnings: It's all unrequited, secret crush on your Roommate's boyfriend, slight angst.
Based off the prompt by @boinky-and-bonky:
Word Count: 318
Notes: this was written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club and my internet is still dodgy so hopefully this posts with no interference! Happy weekend!!
The high pitched giggles that seemed to travel through the walls in your apartment was enough to make anyone crazy, but under these circumstances? Outrageous.
Your roommate's long-term boyfriend Bucky was staying over this weekend. In the past it had never bothered you, they were a cute couple and obviously very serious.
But for the past, maybe, 4 or 5 months, you've been having these indecent thoughts about him. You couldn't put your finger on why you were suddenly so shy and became flustered around the man, you've had no problems talking to him in the past.
Sometimes, you wondered if he knew about your sudden crush. You talk less to him, eye contact is non existent. These signs sure make him a little suspicious. But it could never be reciprocated.
You sighed, throwing the pillow off the bed and deciding to give up sleep. You grabbed a blanket off the bottom of the bed and trudged into the living room, where your roommate had left the lamp on.
Flopping down on the couch and grabbing the control off the table, you start to flick through some channels when your roommate's door suddenly opens and Bucky steps through it.
It's late so he's a bit surprised to see you up. "Oh hey Y/N. Couldn't sleep?" Bucky asked, running a hand through his hair and suppressing a yawn.
"Uh—yeah. Uh, something like that." You staggered over your words, feeling a warm feeling pet your cheeks as the blush changes colour.
"Didn't keep you awake?"
"N—Noo." You lied, worried your flustered state might give you away. But it doesn't, Bucky nods and heads to the fridge to grab a few bottles of water and struts back to the bedroom.
"Good night!" He says as he closes the door and you sink into the cushions, cringing at your interaction with him.
Y/N and Bucky have never got along and are always bickering. One day, he decides to prank her by changing all of her lace underwear to briefs with his face all over them.
@schmucksbucks kindly gave permission for @cuddles-with-bucky to combine the above prompt with this one:
Bucky X Reader
Authors Notes: Written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club and thank you so much for allowing me to combine these two amazing pr
Hi! I have another request please! I read your new Bruce Wayne fic and loved it! Can I request from List 1 prompts 11, 17, 49, 50 with Bruce Wayne x Reader that’s in med school? Maybe it could be that they’re having s date night after a long time? Thanks so much! ⚡️I hope it’s not too many prompts
Free of Charge › Bruce Wayne × MedStudent!GN!Reader
prompt 11: “That can be arranged.”
prompt 17: “Kiss me,”
prompt 49: “Please don’t go.”
prompt 50: “I fell in love with my best friend.”
Bruce Wayne has stolen the spotlight now! im getting more requests for him recently & i don’t know if it’s because everyone loves Wayne, im writing for Bale or both. EITHER WAY, im happy :D also, requests are fully open (prompts, headcanons & oneshots), so feel free to request them as well :)
my first prompt list
Warnings: hinting at gold digging, wine, dirty joke
-lmao, i listened to *songs* that doesn’t even match this theme if you catch my drift-
“Please don’t go.” You grip your bag and sighed. “Bruce, as much as I enjoy hanging out with you, I have to go. I have to go to school tomorrow. Some of us weren’t fortunate to be born into the billionaire lifestyle.” He sighed. “It’s late.” You nodded as it was in fact pretty late. You were already supposed to be sleeping because you have to get up at six in the morning to get ready for med school. You were shocked that Bruce decided to take the day off of his normal patrolling. “Can’t you sleep here?” To be honest, you slept in the mansion before, but today was different. “You know I can’t.” Did you meet someone? His heart ached at the thought of you being with someone else. “Do I?” You nod. “I have to be there early tomorrow, Bruce. I have an exam in the morning and you live farther away from the university than I do.”
He looked down, but quickly looked back at you. “That can be arranged.” You cross your arms in confusion. “How so?” He smiled softly. “I could take you.” You smile. “As much as I would love that, I don’t want people asking me who Batman is.” He shook his head with a chuckle. “Would they ask you questions about knowing Bruce Wayne?” You tilt your head to the side. “Yes, yes they would. Who knows, some might even think other things.” His breathing hitched slightly, but you didn’t notice it. “What do you mean?” You scoff. “You’re my best friend, Bruce. Not only that, but you have a reputation of being a playboy, so what else would think?” He began to walk over to you, but stopped halfway. “I want to change that.” You become confused. “Won’t that be difficult? I mean, why would you want to think about settling down? You’re the biggest bachelor in Gotham.” He sighed. “Someone changed my mind, I guess.” That didn’t help your confusion at all. “Who are they?”
He motioned to the couch and you made your way over to it before sitting down. He sat next to you and gave you back your glass of wine. “I’ve been meaning to tell you this for a while now, (Y/N).” You took a sip of your wine. “Meaning to tell me what?” He took a deep breath before looking you in the eyes. “I fell in love with my best friend.” Your eyes widened at his words. Was he being serious or was he playing a cruel joke on you? You searched his face to see if he was bluffing, but he wasn’t at all. However, you still couldn’t believe him. Bruce was hoping you’d believe him because he’s been holding this back for a while now. “Kiss me,” Bruce couldn’t blame you for wanting proof, so without hesitation, he leaned in and kissed your lips softly. Suddenly, you heard him clear his throat which caused you and Bruce to look over at him. “So, I assume you told them?” Bruce nodded with a faint blush on his cheeks.
“Well master Bruce, if it’s no trouble you (Y/N), you are able to take them to school tomorrow. Your morning meeting was changed to next week.” Bruce gave Alfred a small smile. “Thank you Alfred.” Alfred nods and begins making his way out of the living room. “Remember: make sure the mansion doesn’t have anyone in it if you’re going to have late nights!” You gasp at Alfred’s words and Bruce’s cheeks grew darker.
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Authors Notes: Written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club and thank you so much for allowing me to combine these two amazing prompts together!!! Hope I did it justice!
Warnings: Enemies to lovers, pranks, language, sexual tension, talks of sex, implied smut.
Words 2,372
Prompts:
Y/N and Bucky have never got along and are always bickering. One day, he decides to prank her by changing all of her lace underwear to briefs with his face all over them.
Bucky has a date tonight and reader changes all of his boxers to “Pardon My Hardon” boxers.
The boxers:
“You’re putting way too much milk on your cereal, doll.” Bucky elbowed you, almost knocking you off the stool and spilling the milk everywhere.
“Fuck off and mind your own business.” You gritted through your teeth, wanting to knock that smug grin off his stupid face.
“Ah, young love.” Sam teased as he walked casually into the kitchen that was thick with sexual tension, no thanks to you and Barnes. You shot him a glare, pouring your milk carelessly over your cereal.
“Y/N seriously, fucking leave some milk for the rest of us!” Bucky warned, reaching over and snatching the bottle from your hand.
Notes: This was written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club 💞
Chocolate crumbs gathered on Bucky's shirt as he shoveled a handful of chocolate chip cookies into his mouth. It was the only biscuit he was addicted to. That, and those Oreo biscuits you would stock up in your own cupboard.
Sam was chatting on the other side of the island, something about some training he was doing with Steve.
Bucky stuck his fingers in his mouth to lick off the crumbs and melted chocolate from his fingers.
Sam glared at him and pulled a disgusted face.
"Dude, do you mind? You're putting me off my coffee."
Bucky grunted, making eye contact as he licked the chocolate from his pads. He slurped at them suggestively.
"You're sick." Sam added with a shake of his head.
"Why? Never seen a man stick his fingers in his mouth before? It's not the recent thing I've had my fingers in..." Bucky mumbled the last part. But it piqued Sam's interest.
"Alright, then what was the last thing you had your fingers in?" Sam asked seriously, but with Bucky's next answer, he wished he never asked.
"Y/N."
"That's more gross than your nipples."
Bucky chuckled, spraying some crumbs all over the place as he wiggled his eyebrows.
Author’s Note: This is for the HBC’s @the-ss-horniest-book-club continuation of drunk drabbles and the sweet prompt below from @schmucksbucks I really hope you enjoy this! I went a littly silly and fun because I love the idea of Bucky being like that! :) Thank you all for reading! Much love always ❤❤❤
Warnings: Sweet fluffy fun, flirting, Bucky being cute and slightly annoying but for good reason :)
The common room is alive with the friendly banter of Clint, Sam and Steve while you and Wanda sit quietly on the couch sipping your tea. She shoots you a sideways glance before grabbing a pillow and throwing it right at Steve’s head. He looks your way, resting his hands on his hips, “ok, who did it?” You both burst into giggles but don’t say a word. Steve tries to keep his face stern, but you see his cheeks rise with a smile as he turns away.
AAAHH this is absolutely perfect in every way ♥️ I love how fun and dorky he is and it's how I imaged him to be with this prompt! Thank you for doing such a great job 💞
Notes: This is written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club and again, I ended up writing two versions of this but I felt this one suited the prompt better!
The party at the compound was in full swing. Lots of businessmen in their expensive sharp suits turned up with their wives or mistresses flaunting off their expensive perfume or their $5 million dollar bag. Not that you gave a shit, their perfume smells like ass and their ego was even bigger than Tony’s.
Steve came with Sharon, and they looked really adorable together. Sam came with some woman, he did introduce you to her but you’ve already forgotten her name. Clint came with Laura, and you, the single avenger, stood by Bucky’s side the whole night, who was also single.
“This party sucks.” You groaned, taking a sip off the cheap fuzzy champagne.
“You can say that again.” Bucky agreed.
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