#2.7k milestone

[avintagekiss24]

flip, please!

Align~

PAIRING; Bucky Barnes x black!reader

WORD COUNT; 430

WARNINGS; smut, sex

REQUEST; [flip] to flip my muse onto their stomach and hold them down

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You slam your eyes closed as you dig your fingers into Bucky’s shoulder blades. Sweat beads on your forehead from both your raised body heat and the sunlight that pours into your bedroom. The sheets are a tangled, rumpled mess beneath your body as Bucky drills you into the mattress. Your whaling fills the room and wafts out into the hallway and throughout the empty house, giving it life on this Saturday afternoon. His skin slaps against yours as he fucks you, your feet thump against his sweaty lower back as you squeeze thighs around his sides. 

His face is buried in the crook of your neck and hot, rushed kisses pepper your damp skin. The ends of his long hair tickles your skin as it lightly brushes against it, adding to the fervor that courses through your veins and makes goosebumps rise on your sensitive flesh. His hands grip your shoulders, before he drags his nails down the length of your arms to meet your hands. He pushes his digits, flesh and metal, between yours, lacing them together before he pushes them above your head. He rests his forehead to yours and you swim in his warm breath, letting it wash over you. 

Within a second, you’re flipped over onto your stomach. You moan, biting your bottom lip as you feel his weight shifting on the mattress. A swift slap hands on your behind and you squeal, and then giggle knowing that he’s watching your flesh jiggle. He then spreads his fingers out on your lower back as his cock sweeps through your wet folds, teasing your clit with his tip. He starts to push  - sinking you down into the mattress harder, using his weight to hold you down as he sinks into your warm, wet pussy simultaneously. 

He fucks into you hard. Much harder than before, holding you in place with his brute strength. You nearly cry with each thrust, your sweet moans now muffled and eaten by the white sheets and comforter that cover the bed. You reach back, feeling around until you find his hip and just rest your fingers against his skin, wanting to feel every inch of him. 

He fucks you until you’re a mess. A crying, moaning, shaking mess. Neither one of you would have it any other way.  He collapses onto you, encasing you in his arms - holding you tight. He curls around you and presses soft kisses along your shoulders blades, soothing you as he drags his fingers along your arm. This is what heaven feels like - you’re sure of it.

[avintagekiss24]

Congradulations on the milestone! If you felt like writing something for vibrator with bucky... that might be cool... if you felt like it.

I got two requests for the same word and person, so I hope you both like what I came up with! Thank you!

There’s a little twist at the end :)

Classified~

PAIRING; Bucky Barnes x black!reader

WORD COUNT; 761

WARNINGS; sex toys, vibrator use

REQUEST; [vibrator] to use a vibrator on my muse 

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The banquet hall is full of people dressed to the nines. The lights are off as a video reel of Steve and Bucky plays in front of you all. People clap and cheer at the old footage of the Howling Commandos and Captain America storming the Nazi base. You don’t clap - you can’t clap. You’re trying your hardest not to come all over Bucky’s fingers. 

He pulled you into his lap as the President started his speech. He kissed your cheek and tipped his champagne glass towards the man as he showered him and Steve with accolades. He held you tight as random members of different branches of the military whooped and hollered, clapping him on the back and shook his hand. He played the war hero part very well.

As soon as the lights dropped and the videos started, the devil was unleashed upon you. His hand slipped up into your black velvet dress - each finger a heat seeking missile. You slapped his hand away but it returned within seconds, pushing your thong to the side to fondle your most delicate. He started digging around in your clutch with the other - all the while keeping his eyes forward as if he were paying attention. 

You jumped in surprise when your lipstick vibrator slipped along your clit, humming softly as loud gunshots boomed through the speakers. He tightened his grip around your waist and pulled you harder against his chest - a slight smile on his face as you stared at the side of his face. 

He pushed it up and down your clit, through your folds - even dipped it inside of you once or twice. He applied more pressure when your hips started to move gently, back and forth as you started to feel it. You felt your eyes flutter as you bit your bottom lip, trying to hold back a moan that threatened to escape. You felt a small kiss to the back of your exposed shoulder and then a soft smile and you could have melted right then and there. 

So you just gave in. No fight required. You relaxed against him, spread your legs underneath the table, and rolled your hips into the small but powerful little device. You dug your fingers into his wrist and focused on the vibrations rippling through you. Sharp little pangs of electricity bounced off of your walls, each one stronger than the one before it. Now, you’re damn near whiting in his lap - pressing your heels into the floor as you try not to come. 

Your breath is hard and choppy. Your eyes are slammed shut, your bottom lip sucked into your mouth as you try to focus on anything but the constant pulsating buzz between your legs. Another pang of your impending orgasm flashes through you, making your back arch suddenly but his tight grip keeps you right in place.You push your hips forward and rock them quickly back and forth, as minimally as possible (you do have a reputation to uphold after all - regardless of his shenanigans), as Bucky presses the small sex tool against your clit. 

You squeeze your thighs together and within seconds your orgasm washes over you. Bucky squeezes your hip and kisses the back of your neck softly, over and over and over as you come as quietly as you think you ever have in your life, in his lap. 

The clips end, the house lights raise and suddenly you’re thrust to your feet as another loud eruption of cheers and claps ring out through the hall. You focus your breath through your mouth and push your loose hair out of your face as your head spins with arousal and the sudden flush of endorphins tumbles through you. All eyes are on you and Bucky and Steve as they wave and nod back at everyone - and you try to act as if you didn’t just squirt all over the floor.

You smile as you clutch your chest before turning your attention back to the boys, clapping harder and faster. When the attention starts to push away, you reach for your champagne glass on the table. You down the glass, and then Steve’s, before Bucky pulls you back down onto his lap as everyone sits back down. The speeches resume from the podium, but Bucky’s attention is all on you now. 

“You are such a good girl baby,” Bucky whispers, kissing you right beneath your ear, “Isn’t she a good girl, Steve?”

“The best girl,” Steve coos in return, “It’s my turn to make her come next.”

[avintagekiss24]

Pants? With Steve?

Lucky~

PAIRING; Steve Rogers x black!reader

WORD COUNT; 650

WARNINGS; over the clothes hand job, lol

REQUEST; [pants] to make my muse come in their pants

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Steve loops his arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his body as the two of you cuddle on the couch. The tower is empty tonight, and it’s just you, your favorite blonde, and Knotting Hill on the tv. You throw your arms around his impeccably tiny waist and rest your head on against his chest, kissing his chest quickly. He kisses the top of your head but lingers for a few seconds, breathing in the scent of your shampoo. 

You feel him sink into the couch, pushing his hips forward slightly as he props his foot up on the glass coffee table, swaying his long limb back and forth slowly. You still find it hard to reconcile how soft his body is, despite being as muscular and hard as he is. Everywhere you look, everywhere you touch, there’s a group of muscles that you didn’t even know existed on the human body, but yet, he feels like a cloud when you lay on him. 

You also find it hard to keep your fingers off of his skin. You push your hand up underneath his tank top and let your fingers roam over his warm flesh. You brush over his pecs, over his pink nipples, then let your hand fall again, back to his stomach and the band of his boxers. He shifts underneath you, pushing his hips upward again. 

You push the tips of your fingers underneath the band of his boxers and run them from hip to hip. You push just a little deeper and scratch your nails into the patch of hair that covers his lower half. He shifts - pushes his hips forward again. You send your eyes back up to his face but find him blinking slowly at the tv, so you do the same. You send your attention back to the movie as a slight smile spreads on your lips. 

You pull your fingers from his underwear and place your hand on his thigh, walking your fingers slowly towards his crotch. You cup him with your palm, before sliding your hand down his jean-clad thigh and back up to his sex again. You rub the growing bulge in his pants with the tips of your fingers as he starts to roll his hips into your hand. You palm him, squeezing him firmly, causing him to let out an audible breath. 

You start rubbing him again, grabbing this length the best you can through the thick material of his jeans. You brush your fingers over the protrusion the head of his cock makes against the denim, then massage his length again. You watch as his head falls back onto the tops of the pillows of the couch and his mouth falls open as you stroke him. His hips pulse to the rhythm of your hand as his hand snakes down to your breast. He takes a palm full of your flesh, squeezing gently as you work him over. 

Your heart starts to pound as soft murmurs start to fall from his lips. Fuck, oh shit baby, mmm, god tickles your ears, making your ego soar towards the ceiling. You quicken your strokes and his hips follow, grinding himself against your soft hands and the rough denim. He inhales, sharp and sudden, and then a dark wet spot starts to form just off to the side of his hip. He juts his hips and groans deeply, licking his lips as he moans and comes. 

Your fingers slow, but don’t stop completely as the final jerks of his hips push through. You lean up and kiss his exposed neck as he pushes hot, quick breaths through his open mouth, his chest rising and falling harshly. He smiles after a minute and chuckles, rolling his head towards you. 

His eyes are slits, his smile is goofy, his words are slurred, “Mmm, I fuckin’ love you.” 

You’re a lucky bitch.

[avintagekiss24]

Lick and breasts with Bucky “choke me with your metal arm” Barnes🥵

I saw this come through when I was work and I literally couldn’t stop thinking about it, lol. Hope you like, anon!

Routine~

PAIRING; Bucky Barnes x black!reader

WORD COUNT; 623

WARNINGS; oral sex (female receiving), breast fondling

REQUEST(S); [breast] to fondle my muse’s breasts

[lick] to go down on my muse

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“I told you,” Bucky starts as he sweeps your locs over your shoulder, flattening his chest to your back, “That I was gonna do the dishes tonight.”

You giggle as his warm lips pepper feather light kisses along the back of your neck and shoulders. You shrug as you dip the now clean plate into the sink of warm water, ridding it of the soap suds before placing it in the drying rack.

“I know you’re tired, baby.” You say softly.

His fingertips graze over your thighs as his kisses get deeper and wetter. He traces a line from one hip to the other, over your lace panties before both hands push up into your tank top. You giggle again and lean back into him, resting your weight against his body as his fingers skip up to your breasts. 

He inhales deeply as his lips curl into a smile, “Excited to see me, baby doll?” He whispers into your ear as his fingers skirt over your plumb nipples.

He palms your breasts in his hands, pushing you back into him harder. He kisses you just below your ear as his nimble fingers push into your flesh, groping and cupping you underneath your thin tank top. He pushes his hips into your ass - his already noticeable hard-on growing by the second. You tilt your head towards the ceiling and nibble on your bottom lip as soft moans slip through your teeth. You hiss when he pinches each of your nipples before pulling ever so lightly. He grips your breasts in his strong hands again, pushing your mounds up your chest as he kneads them.

“I love these so much.” He mumbles more to himself than you, “So soft.”

You titter again as you push your damp hand along his strong jaw, scrapping your fingernails against his stubble. You let your head fall to his shoulder as he starts to push your tank top up your torso. You lift your arms instinctively, letting him pull the thin material over your head before he discards it to the floor. His hands are back on your chest within seconds, the tips of his index fingers circling your nipples before he caresses your flesh in his hands. 

He spins you in his arms to face him, his eyes dropping immediately to his favorite part of you. He pushes your breasts together, jiggling them softly in his hands before he pecks you on your lips, “So fucking pretty.”

He drops to his knees, placing a kiss above the rim of your panties before he takes the corner of them into his mouth. He pulls them down your legs with his teeth, his stubble scraping along your skin, tickling you all the way. Your laughter fills the kitchen as the lace pools around your feet and his fingers spider back up to your tits. He nuzzles his face right into your sex, his head forcing your legs to separate. He palms your full breasts again as his tongue delves between your folds. 

You gasp as the suddenness of it. He sucks your slick lips into his mouth as his hands push and pull and grip and grope at your breasts. You start to grind against his face as his tongue slithers out to tease your clit before it pushes back to your opening. You push your hands into his hair and tug as his tongue dips into you before he sucks your slick flesh into his mouth - his fingers still pawing at your pretty, soft breasts. 

He tilts his head up towards you, his lips and chin shiny and slick. He licks his lips as he rolls your nipples between his fingers, “Want me to make you cum, baby girl?”

[avintagekiss24]

Pants with Bucky boo please🥺🥺

It’s my birthday today, and I’m off work until next Tuesday. Please accept this filth.

Push~

PAIRING; Bucky Barnes x black!reader

WORD COUNT; 340

WARNINGS;  non-penetrative sex, outercourse

REQUEST; [pants] to make my muse come in their pants

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You push your hands into Bucky’s chest as he lays beneath you. Your head is tilted towards the ceiling, your bottom lip between your teeth as you roll your hips into his. He squeezes your thighs - his fingernails scratching your skin as you slide your bare cunt along his crotch. He grunts hard and deep as your clit and wet lips stroke his dick through the thin, black basketball shorts still around his hips. His hips move with yours, pushing slightly off of the mattress as you grind down into him. 

Your fingers push so hard into his sculpted chest that you leave indentions. Each drag of your hips, every sound that pushes through his pretty, pink lips sends a bolt right to your sex. Your grunts mix with his as you dry hump him - coping a feel from the soft cotton and polyester of his pants and the bulge of his thick, leaking cock underneath them. 

His shorts are practically stuck to your cunt, you’re so wet and slick. Your nipples are tight and hard as your tits bounce with each push and pull of your hips. Bucky’s are too - so cute and brown. You take them both between your fingers and pinch, gasping and humming in complete bliss when a sweet, soft moan bursts through his lips. His chest tightens as his moans grow more desperate, his hips bucking harder and faster, his fingers digging into your skin. 

He bucks one last time and you feel a sudden warmth. His cum leaks through the thin material of his shorts as he spurts over and over, holding your hips tight. His toes curl hard, his body tenses as you continue to rub along his dick with your cunt. You brush your hand over his face, calming him, soothing him as you lift up off of his hips to spring his dick free of his now soiled shorts. 

You grab him and slide down onto his messy, sticky cock, hissing as your muscles spread for him. Time for round two.

[avintagekiss24]

mouth with sam 🥺

I wrote this to The Panties by Mos Def... if you haven’t heard it, you’re missing out on pure beauty. Forgot how much I love it!

Ease into It~

PAIRING; Sam Wilson x black!reader

WORD COUNT; 440

WARNINGS; face riding, oral sex (female receiving)

REQUEST; [mouth] to mouth at my muse’s groin through their pants or underwear

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The TV plays in the background. Your clothes are scattered all over the floor. Sam’s got you stretched out on the couch, but that’s nothing new on a Friday night. You’re naked, all except for your favorite pair of pink, lace panties - which happen to also be Sam’s favorite. His strong hands grip your bare breasts, massaging them gently as he buries his face into your hot pussy. You cup his hands with yours, pushing his fingers into your flesh harder as you roll your hips into his face. 

He kisses you, his tongue sneaking out to push along the wet spot that makes the thin material stick to your flesh. He inhales deeply, filling his nostrils with your natural scent before the hum of his exhale vibrates against you. You shiver at the feeling; he chuckles - and you shiver again. That tongue then moves to the crease of your leg, slipping up to your hip before sliding across the band of your cute, pink panties to the other. 

You slide your hands down his long, muscular arms, resting them on his shoulders as he nuzzles into your pussy again. You hiss and jut your hips into his face when he bites down on you softly.

“I fucking love this fat pussy, baby.” he murmurs.

The sentiment makes you smile. You dig your navy blue painted nails into his broad shoulders as his tongue starts to swirl again, teasing your clit. His fingers snake up to your neck and chin until they’re rubbing along your full lips. You take them into your mouth, sucking and nibbling on the tips as his others roll your thick, dark nipple between them. 

The tip of his tongue flicks at your clit before he flattens his tongue against you again, groaning as he takes another mouthful, panties and all. You push down into his face, your hips still rolling, the light brushes of his nose against your sex sending sharp pangs of excitement through you. 

He pinches your nipple and thrusts his fingers deeper into your mouth as you fuck his face, grinding against his mouth and nose until you shatter. He palms your breast as you come, keeping that wide, long tongue flattened against your sex as you grate against it, copping every last feel you can get. You slump into the couch, your chest heaving as warmth rolls through you. He pulls his wet fingers from your mouth and trails them back down your chin and neck until they’re grasping and kneading your breast again. 

He moans deeply before expelling a happy sigh and let’s his tongue get right back to work. 

[avintagekiss24]

for the prompt thing [risky] for steve/okoye or t’challa/okoye 👀

I’m partial to Steve/Okoye... hope that’s okay! This is a tad bit long, so put some under the cut.

No Risk, No Reward~

PAIRING; Steve Rogers x Okoye [CapKoye]

WORD COUNT; 830

WARNINGS; hand job (male and female receiving) i’m not sure what it is with me and hands today, lol

REQUEST; [risky] to make my muse come where there’s a risk of being heard/discovered

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Steve pushes his thigh between both of Okoye’s, prying them open as his thick fingers pump in and out of her. He presses his thumb against her clit, rubbing a gentle circle as he curls his digits within her. He’s got her pushed up against the wall of the quinjet, back in the shadows as Bucky, Sam, and Nat sleep the trip back to Wakanda away. She gasps, and he throws his free hand over her mouth, muffling her, before glancing over his shoulder. No one stirs, but that doesn’t stop him from furrowing his brow and giving her a stern look. 

She smiles wickedly back at him, chuckling softly before another breathy moan escapes her. He slaps his hand over her mouth again but she shrugs it away, biting the tip of his index finger before pushing her hips into his hand.

“I’m gonna stop if you don’t quit.” He warns, his voice deep but quiet. 

“Mmhmm,” She moans, resting her head against the wall as she throws her leg over his hip, “But you feel so good, Captain.”

“That’s between me and you.” He lectures, “I’d like to keep it that way.”

She starts to pull at his belt with her thin fingers, leaning forward to bite his bottom lip before mumbling, “Yes, Captain.”

She frees him of the heavy belt, letting it fall to the floor with a thud before she starts giggling again. She wraps her arms around his shoulders and plasters kisses along the side of his face as he whips his head back towards their companions, “Oops.” She shrugs.

Steve shakes his head in disapproval but hisses gently when he feels her hand curl around his dick. Okoye licks at him, dragging her wet tongue up his chin and lips and to the tip of his nose as she massages his sex slowly. Another smile spreads on her face as she sinks her teeth into her bottom lip, her eyes slits as she watches his eyes flutter with arousal. 

He pushes his hips into her palm as he grips the side of her neck. She pushes her chest into his as her head falls back against the wall when his fingers start to move within her tight canal again. He doesn't have the conviction he once did, her own fingers caressing him making it hard for him to concentrate. 

Small grunts scratch at the back of his throat as she hand fucks him in the back of the quinjet. She pushes her thumb over the head of his cock, collecting the small dribble of cum that’s leaked from him onto her skin. She then drags her hand back down his shaft, her grasp firm as she slides back up to his tip. His head falls forward as his hips start to push harder and faster into her hand.

He starts to pull his fingers from her, but she stops him, wanting to stay full of him as she makes him come undone. His breath gets harder, his chest tighter as he becomes desperate, biting down into his bottom lip to keep himself from waking the others. 

“Feel good, baby?” Okoye whispers into his ear, sending a shiver right down his spine.

“Fuck, you know it does.” He growls in response, his heart in his throat, “You know it feels good.”

She hums as she sends her eyes to the sleeping crew, “Mmmm, you gonna come baby? Hmm? You wanna come for me, Captain?”

Her voice is sweet and warm, husky and thick - like molasses. Her words send a shot right through him, making his balls tighten at just the sound of them. He pushes his fingers deeper into her and presses his thumb against her sticky clit again and lets the warmth of her pussy spread through him. 

She swirls her thumb over his tip again, teasing his slit before she pushes her hand back down his length. She rolls his balls in her fingers quickly before returning to his cock, wanting to make him lose his composure, even if just for a few minutes. She feels his body start to shutter - his hips jerk harder - his grip on her neck tightening more. He grows a little louder -  his breaths more audible, his grunts deeper. 

Okoye smiles hard when Steve starts to come. She puckers her lips, letting out a soft oooh as his spunk covers her hand and splashes onto her stomach. She lets him get loud, not really caring whether or not they disturb their sleeping counterparts. He deserves to be able to let go every once in a while. She keeps her grip firm, her hand moving as he melts into her, resting his weight against her body as his convulsions subside. 

Okoye jumps into his arms, pushing his warm cock through her folds until he’s pressing at her opening. She pushes down onto him, her muscles spreading as he fills her up, “Let’s see if I can keep quiet, hmm?”

[avintagekiss24]

Congratulations on your milestone! May I please have 'taste' for SamBucky? Thank you!

Thank you babe! Hope you like :)

Like Honey~

PAIRING; Sam Wilson x Bucky Barnes

WORD COUNT; 630

WARNINGS; hand job

REQUEST; [taste] to have my muse taste themselves on your muse’s fingers

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The sun is high in the sky - the rays breaking through the green leaves of the tall trees that provide a soft cover. Bucky’s eyes wander over Sam’s torso and face, drinking in the beauty of him. Sam’s back rests against the cab of Bucky’s truck, his head tilted toward the sky. His big, brown, warm eyes are nothing but slits, his mouth open as he drags in deep, ragged breaths. Bucky’s name falls from Sam’s lips before he hisses softly and snarls his lip as his muscles tighten. 

Bucky’s own lips part as he pushes his eyes back down Sam’s broad chest. His shirt rides high, exposing just a sliver of his smooth, brown skin - just enough to drive Bucky crazy. He slides his free hand underneath the soft material of Sam’s shirt, slipping his fingers along his taut muscles to feel his soft skin. He brushes the tips of his fingers over Sam’s tight nipples and smiles gently when Sam jumps from the light touch. 

Bucky’s eyes fall again, down to Sam’s popped fly and undone zipper. Thick, black, curly hair peeks out from underneath his open jeans, making Bucky hum with arousal. Sam’s hips pulse with the rhythm of Bucky’s hand, up and down, up and down, up and down. Bucky sends his eyes quickly back to Sam’s face, his lips parting again as he grinds his own rigid erection against Sam’s thigh. 

Bucky sucks his bottom lip between his teeth as he palms Sam, dragging his hand along his tall, thick warmth. He sweeps his fingers over his tip to tease his slit, making Sam tense again. He squeezes Bucky’s shoulder and juts his hips into his hand, letting out a deep groan. Bucky knows he’s close - that Sam is teetering on the edge of his release - and wants nothing more than to make his boy come. 

Bucky can feel Sam’s thumping heartbeat as he spreads his fingers over his chest. He tightens his grip and forges a faster pace, keeping his eyes on Sam’s shadow covered face. He mutters sweet words of encouragement and declarations of love as he pumps Sam’s sex. I love you baby. Come for me, sweet boy. It’s okay baby, it’s just me and you. I love you so much. I love you Sam.

Sam starts to whine and it’s the sweetest symphony that Bucky’s ever heard. His hips pump and jerk with each of Bucky’s pulls. The breeze carries his grunts and the countless fuck, Bucky! that fall from his lips away from them. The bright sun beats down on them as Sam finally comes, spilling his warm spunk onto Bucky’s fingers as they continue to work him over. Bucky’s breath is just as hard as Sam’s, a wet spot of his own staining his jeans as he watches Sam spurt over and over again, making a complete mess of himself. 

Bucky’s hand slows as Sam is milked completely. Bucky keeps his eyes on him as he slumps against the cab, his breath rushing, his eyes closed, a stupid, delirious smile on his face. Sam mumbles, but Bucky can’t quite make out the words - but doesn’t really want to. He loves him like this. Stupid with deep satisfaction and happiness - full of love and content. 

Sam suddenly grabs Bucky’s sticky, messy hand and brings it to his lips, dragging his digits along them. Bucky inhales sharply and his eyes go wide as his fingers are sucked into Sam’s warm mouth. A fire starts to burn in his stomach as Sam’s tongue massages his fingers slowly before he releases them with a pop. 

“How do you taste?” Bucky asks breathlessly, his eyes bouncing between Sam’s eyes and mouth. 

Sam’s smiles as his eyes twinkle in the natural bright light, “Like honey.”