Coffee and Crime ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ PART THIRTEEN
Pairing ✦ mafia!bucky x reader
Warnings ✦ overall story has a 18+ content warning, MDNI, language, unprotected s*x, p in v, Bucky has a dirty mouth, soft dom!Bucky if you squint, size k*nk, f*ngering
A/N ✦ spicy time finally lol it took so long to write this tbh, tomorrows my birthday so wanted to get this out today :)
PART TWELVE »»» Series Masterlist
Your stomach flipped, nerves flowing through you as you heard Bucky step into the bathroom, the door shutting behind him with a soft click. Through the frosted glass shower door, you could make out the shadowy outline of him moving towards the tub opposite the shower and sitting on the lip of the bath. The warm water running down your back, combined with the fact that Bucky was now in the same room as you, had your tense shoulders relaxing a bit.
“Thank you.”, you spoke to Bucky.
“Thank you for what, sweetheart?”
“Thank you for sitting in here with me. I know it’s probably a little silly, seeing as your house is super safe, but I–”
Bucky cut you off. “You don’t ever have to thank me for that, Y/N. As your boyfriend, my number one goal is to keep you safe and make you feel safe; end of story.”
“Oh, okay.”, you said back, surprise evident in your voice.
“I’m not mad or anything, I just want you to know, don’t ever feel like a burden, I want to do this because it’s for you.”
“I’ll work on that, I’m not exactly used to all of this.”, you chuckled.
“Used to being treated the way you treat me. I’ve never been treated as amazingly as you’ve treated me.”
Bucky paused briefly before responding to you.
“I may not be the best man when it comes to my job and day-to-day life, but I promise to be the best man I can be for you every day, sweetheart.”
Your face bloomed in a smile, joy tingling through your body.
“I wish I could kiss you right now.”, you groaned. “Too bad I’m in the shower.”
“You could still kiss me.”, Bucky said matter-of-factly.
A blush danced across your cheeks. Thinking about kissing Bucky in your current state was almost making you rub your thighs together, the thought making you hot.
“What–– no I–we can’t—I’m–” you started sputtering out. “I’m naked.”
You heard Bucky chuckle from where he sat.
“I know you are, sweetheart. I can close my eyes if you want.”
“Close your eyes, please.”
“I can do that.” his figure rose from the tub, walking towards the shower door.
“Are they closed?” you asked, hands on the door, ready to open it.
“Okay, I’m opening the door.”
The door opened easily, and a smile appeared on your lips at the sight in front of you. Bucky stood with his hands behind his back, eyes closed, a soft smile on his face. You reached a hand out towards the middle of his chest, hand tugging on his t-shirt to have him step closer to you. He stepped forward to the edge of the shower door.
Reaching up, you placed a hand against his cheek, rubbing your hand against the rough stubble on his face. Gently, you pulled his face down towards yours, slotting your lips against his.
The kiss was slow and tender, both of you savoring the warmth of each other's lips. One of Bucky’s hands shifted from behind his back, mirroring yours as he gently cupped your face, his thumb rubbing against your skin in soft, circular motions. You pressed your lips to his harder, the speed of the kiss increasing.
The fact that you were still very naked and in the shower evaded your mind as you lost yourself in the kiss. Your hand moved from his face, wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him in closer and closer until your chest was pressed to his.
You quickly pulled away from the kiss, yelping as your bare skin rubbed against the soft material of his t-shirt. Bucky chuckled, his eyes still closed, his hand still on your cheek.
Your face burned red. “Sorry…”
“Sweetheart, no need to be sorry. I think there’d be something wrong with me as a man not to like my beautiful girlfriend up against me like that.”
You made a choking noise in the back of your throat.
He chuckled, patting his hand on your cheek before pulling it away.
“Now, how about you finish your shower? I’ll be right out here.”
He stepped away, and you closed the door. As you stepped back into the stream of hot water, you were tempted to turn the shower knob to cold to cool your body.
You and Bucky talked as you took your shower, which helped steer your mind away from the filthy thoughts that had been plaguing your mind, giving you something else to focus on instead of the thoughts of what his hands would feel like feeling up your body.
Would he be rough or slow and soft? Were his hands calloused? How would they feel against your smooth skin if they were?
“Y/N?” Bucky's voice snapped you from your thoughts.
“Uh, uh yeah?” you squeaked out.
“I asked if you were almost done. You’re going to turn into a prune if you’re in there for any longer, sweetheart.”
“Oh yeah, I am, I just need to wash my face.”
As you washed your face, Bucky spoke, “What’s got you so distracted in there, by the way? I asked you the same question three times.”
“Uh–nothing.”, you answered too quickly.
“Hmmm, sure.”, he laughed.
“It’s nothing.”, you were stammering, “I–I just spaced out.”
“If that’s what you want to go with, sweetheart.”
Your face was bright red once again, Bucky’s teasing sending another wave of heat through you.
“Can you hand me a towel, please?” You changed the subject, ready to get out of the shower and into bed.
You twisted the shower knobs to 'off,' the stream of water stopping as Bucky tossed a towel over the edge of the door, letting it hang there, ready for you to grab. The grey cotton was soft against your body as you dried yourself off. Feeling dry enough, you wrapped the towel around your body, the edge of the towel starting just before your breasts and ending right below your ass, leaving very little to the imagination.
You stepped out of the shower and swore Bucky looked as though his eyes were about to pop out of his head.
He let a low whistle, looking you up and down.
“You. You’re killing me, sweetheart.”
His eyes raked up and down your body, his gaze predatory.
“Quit-quit looking at me like that.”
“Like what?’, he grinned.
“Like you want to eat me alive.”
Now it was your turn for your eyes to bulge. You looked like a deer caught in headlights,
face and body flushed red, hands clutching the towel that barely covered your body to your chest.
He was testing the waters, seeing what was too much, trying not to push your boundaries. You knew if you told him right now that you weren’t ready, he would accept it without a second thought, and the two of you would go to bed.
But as you looked at him, you realized something.
You didn’t want to sleep.
The only thing you wanted in that moment was him, all of him.
Bucky shifted nervously at your silence, worried he had gone too far.
However, you took a few tentative steps towards him, stopping when you were directly in front of him, his knees pressed into your legs.
He looked up at you, a soft smile on his lips as he reached up and brushed a strand of hair behind your ear.
Something about the gentle gesture snapped something in you, and next thing you knew, you were launching yourself forward, capturing his lips in a searing kiss. He grunted, a little surprised, but eagerly kissed you back with as much energy, his muscular arm wrapping behind your lower back and tugging you forward to straddle his lap.
The tiny towel around you wrode up your hips, exposing more and more of your lower body, almost all of your ass exposed. Bucky's hand fisted in the towel, his other hand's fingers racking through your hair. Your hands were tangled in his flowing hair, tugging on it at the roots slightly, causing the large man underneath you to groan into your mouth. The sound echoing in your mouth caused you to grind your hips into Buckys instinctively.
A large tent had formed in his sweats, rubbing against your naked heat as you ground your hips down.
Bucky pulled away from the kiss, panting, “Someone's eager.”
You turned your head away, face heating as you took gasping breaths, trying to catch your breath.
His thick fingers found their way under your chin, turning your head back to where you looked one another in the eyes.
“It’s nothing to be embarrassed about sweetheart, I’m sure you can feel just how worked up I am right now.”, he said as he teasingly ground his hips upward, eliciting a whimper from your lips and a cocky grin to spread across his lips.
“Before we go any further, I just wanna make sure you’re ready, that this is what you want.”, he said, fingers still holding your chin.
He leaned up, pecking your lips quickly.
“If you feel uncomfortable or change your mind at all, tell me to stop immediately.”
“Okay.”, you nodded again.
You shifted off his lap, standing in front of him so he could also stand.
Next thing you knew, Bucky had tossed you over his shoulder, smacking a playful swat against your ass, causing you to let out a yelp. He opened the bathroom door, carrying you back into the bedroom and tossed you gently on the bed, the towel still covering your figure, slightly falling away. He crawled over the top of your body, caging you against the bed.
“Ready?” he asked, mouth mere centimeters away from your own.
With your permission, he slammed his mouth to yours, hands beginning to peel the towel from your body. You wiggled underneath him, trying to help him peel the towel away from you as you heatedly kissed. The cold air of the bedroom sent pinpricks across your skin, nipples hardening against the chill. The shyness you had felt earlier completely faded, the sense of safety and peace Bucky brought you making most of your nerves dissipate.
He pulled back from the kiss a bit, eyes raking down your body.
“Fuck.”, he mumbled, “You’re perfect.”
Instead of returning his lips to yours, his mouth changed trajectory, going for your neck, lips ghosting over the sensitive skin. You whimpered at the feather-soft traces of his lips, the pressure just enough to feel them.
His lips traced a path down the column of your throat, between your collarbones, and toward the center of your chest, settling between your breasts. He braced himself on one arm, the other hand reaching up to cup one of your breasts, his palm large and warm as he squeezed gently. His mouth moved to the other, lips wrapping around your nipple as he sucked softly, his tongue flicking out to tease and circle it. Between slow, deliberate squeezes, his fingers toyed with your other nipple, rolling the sensitive bud between his thumb and forefinger with practiced care.
Your back arched into him, a soft gasp escaping you as his mouth and hands worked in tandem, each touch sending sparks through your skin. The heat built low in your belly, coiling tighter with every flick of his tongue, every squeeze of his fingers, until it felt like you might unravel beneath him.
He shifted, his mouth trailing back across the valley between your breasts as he moved to the other. His hand replaced where his lips had just been, cupping and teasing with the same aching attention. His tongue circled the new peak slowly before drawing it into the heat of his mouth, sucking gently as his fingers resumed their patient, deliberate play on the other side.
As his mouth lavished your breast, his hand began a slow descent, gliding down the curve of your waist with a feather-light touch. He traced along your ribs, then over the dip of your stomach, fingers dragging just enough to leave a trail of heat in their wake. Every inch he moved lower made your breath catch, your body aching for where he was headed, but he took his time, savoring every reaction he pulled from you.
His hand eventually found its way between your thighs, fingers lightly brushing over your heat. He groaned against your breast, his grin unmistakable as he felt just how soaked you already were.
“You’re dripping, sweetheart,” he murmured into your skin, voice low and rough with want. “All this for me?”
“Ye-yes.” You whimpered as he bit down on your nipple lightly, tugging at it with his teeth.
His fingers slid through your folds again, gathering your slick before trailing back up to your clit. With deliberate slowness, he began to circle the sensitive bud, his touch gentle but maddening.
You whimpered beneath him, breathy moans slipping past your lips as the dual sensation overwhelmed you. His fingers working your clit with agonizing precision while his mouth continued to suck and tease your breast. Every stroke, every flick of his tongue, sent sparks cascading through you.
His pace quickened, fingers moving in tight, deliberate circles as your hips jerked up into his hand, chasing every bit of friction he gave you.
“B-Bucky,” you moaned, voice trembling. “Feels so good.”
He let out a low, hungry groan against your breast, the sound vibrating through your skin as his mouth latched on again, his tongue flicking over your nipple in sync with the motion of his fingers. The way you writhed beneath him only spurred him on, his need to unravel you written in every touch.
Fire bloomed in your core, a tight coil winding itself deep in your belly with every relentless stroke of his fingers.
“I’m—I'm close,” you whimpered, your voice breaking as Bucky’s pace quickened, fingers circling your clit with determined precision.
The pressure built and built until it snapped, your climax crashing over you in pulsing, dizzying waves. You cried out, hips bucking as the pleasure overtook you, every nerve lit and thrumming. Bucky didn’t stop; instead, his fingers kept moving, drawing out every last shudder until your body trembled beneath him, the overstimulation making your thighs twitch as breathless whimpers spilled from your lips.
Once he was sure your climax had passed, he slowly withdrew his fingers from your pussy, lifting his head from your chest. Without breaking eye contact, he brought his slick-coated fingers to his mouth, sucking them clean with a low, satisfied hum. An act so shamelessly deliberate it had your thighs instinctively pressing together.
When he was done, he reached up and brushed his thumb along the warm curve of your cheek, the gentleness in stark contrast to the heat still thrumming through your body. You were flushed, panting, eyes hazy with the afterglow.
“You did such a good job, sweetheart,” he murmured, voice low and full of praise. “Such a good girl.”
You whimpered at his words.
He sat up from your body, hands reaching for the edge of his t-shirt before he pulled it over his head. You’d seen him shirtless plenty of times as you slept next to him, but for some reason, this time was different. His chest rose and fell with heavy breaths, every muscle in his broad upper body flexing beneath smooth skin. The sight of him made your mouth go dry, and a slow, involuntary drool gathered at the corner of your lips.
Grinning at your expression, he wiggled his eyebrows and flexed those massive biceps, clearly showing off.
You couldn’t help but giggle, propping yourself up on your elbows as your eyes shamelessly roamed over your boyfriend’s body.
With a smirk, Bucky stood from the bed and hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his sweatpants, slowly tugging them down over his hips.
He hadn’t bothered with underwear, of course he hadn’t, and the moment the fabric cleared the way, his thick cock sprang free, slapping lightly against the hard lines of his abs.
Your eyes practically bugged out of your head.
Large man, large dick….yeah, that tracked.
He grinned at your expression.
“Oh?” he said, voice dripping with amusement. “That look on your face, you act like this is your first time seeing a cock.”
Your face flushed instantly. “I—I’ve seen one before,” you blurted, voice way too high-pitched to sound convincing. “It’s not like—this isn’t—I'm not shocked or anything.”
He laughed, eyes glinting with amusement. “Just messing with you, sweetheart,” he said, smirking as he crawled back onto the bed.
His fingers tilted your chin up, brushing a soft kiss against your lips.
“Gotta get you stretched out first,” he murmured, his grin turning wicked. “Then I’ll give you the best dick you’ve ever had.”
One of his hands drifted back down your body, fingers sliding through your soaked folds once again. This time, his thick middle finger pressed against your entrance, and your pussy eagerly sucked in the intrusion with a wet, squelching sound.
A soft whimper escaped you at the sudden intrusion.
Bucky began pumping that single finger in and out before sliding in a second. The delicious stretch made your breath hitch.
“You like that, pretty girl?” he cooed, voice low and teasing, as you lifted your hips, grinding into his fingers.
You nodded, moaning loudly when his thick fingers hit that deep, sensitive spot.
Sensing he’d found the right place to get you going, Bucky’s fingers curled more inside you, pistoning faster, driving you closer to the edge.
Just as you began clenching down on his fingers, he slipped them from your slick walls.
“Buckyyyy,” you whined, voice trembling, “I was so close.”
“I know, sweetheart. I know,” he murmured, pressing soft kisses across your flushed face. “But I can’t help it anymore. I want you to come on my cock.”
He reached down, lifting one of your legs and slinging it over his shoulder, aligning his thick tip with your entrance.
Leaning down, he locked his lips with yours, hands steady and possessive, before slowly easing inside you.
He groaned deep into your mouth as he sank into you, inch by inch, until he was seated to the hilt. You whimpered at the stretch, never having felt so utterly full.
“Fuck, sweetheart…you feel so good.”
The two of you stayed locked like that for a moment, heated kisses exchanged as Bucky gave you time to adjust to his size.
“Bucky, please move.”, you finally whined, desperate for friction before you lost your mind.
He didn’t need to be asked twice.
With a slow pull, he slid out just enough before snapping his hips back into yours with fierce speed, setting a bruising pace.
“Oh fuck—”, you moaned out as he pulled your other leg over his shoulder, pressing your knees towards your chest.
Bucky’s eyes were wild with lust as he watched where your bodies collided, groaning at the wet, squelching sounds of your pussy echoing through the room.
“You’re doing so good sweetheart, look how well your taking my cock.”, he grunted.
You answered him with desperate whimpers and breathy moans, your pussy clenching around him at his words.
“You like when I talk to you, pretty girl?”
He groaned deeper as you clenched again, but instead of speeding up, he slowed, sinking his hips deliberately, stretching out the delicious friction between you.
“Fuck baby can’t be squeezing me like that, I’m trying to make this last as long as possible.”, his hips rolled lazily into yours.
“Buck–please.”, you whimpered.
“Please—” you moaned as his cock rolled deep inside you, “please go faster. I wanna cum.”
“Since you asked so nicely, sweetheart.”
His hips began pistoning into you again, and the coil in your stomach tightened once more. His hand sneaked down your stomach toward your clit, where he started rubbing slow, firm circles.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, Bucky, I’m—”
Your orgasm ripped through you, momentarily sending your vision white.
Bucky followed soon after, pulling his cock out of your pussy and painting your stomach with his release.
While you lay panting on the bed, he hurried to the bathroom and returned with a wet washcloth. Gently, he wiped between your legs before cleaning the mess from your soft stomach.
Once you were clean, he leaned down and placed a tender kiss on your lips.
“You did so good, sweetheart. So fucking good.”
“Thank you,” you smiled up at him.
He carefully maneuvered your body, laying your head on the pillows and pulling the comforter up over your naked skin.
He disappeared for a few minutes before returning to the bed and climbing under the sheets. Bucky tugged your body toward his, throwing your leg over his hip as he faced you, pressing soft kisses across your sleepy face.
As you drifted off, you heard him murmur, “I love you, Y/N.”
“I love you too, Bucky,” you whispered back, before sleep quickly claimed you.
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