Summary: Bucky is inevitably in love with you, and when you ghost him after sharing a passionate first kiss, he’s hurt and makes it his mission to find out why you’re running from him.
Prompt: Bucky and chubby!reader share their first kiss and afterwards reader ghosts him. Days later he hears her talking to Wanda that readers last bf left her after they got more intimate because he obviously found her unattractive after all. And reader doesn’t want this to happen with Bucky but also doesn’t know what to do. Now Bucky’s even more determined to show her he loves her the way she is and won’t let her go as long as she’ll have him.
Word Count: 2.1k
Warnings: insecure reader, soft smut, 18+ only please :)
Authors Notes: This is written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club and just wanted to remind you that your body is perfect and never let anyone, whether it’s a friend, boyfriend, girlfriend, a stranger, tell you otherwise!
Thank you so much to @becs-bunker for proofreading this for me! I truly appreciate it honey!!! Love you 😘
Bucky couldn’t understand it. The kiss the two of you shared just a couple of days ago was perfect and full of passion. Bucky didn’t think anything was wrong, he even made sure to brush his teeth with his new toothpaste and eat mints up until the moment, so it couldn’t have been his breath that made you ghost him days later.
Bucky had a big crush on you since the second he saw you. He thought you were the most gorgeous person he ever laid eyes on. Your curves in all the right places; your hips, your thighs, your butt. He often imagined you riding him during his dreams, his hands on your soft waist as you came undone around him.
He much preferred you to the skinny ladies with fake boobs that often threw themselves at him during Tony’s dumb parties.
You simply didn’t understand why Bucky was so interested in you because you saw the kind of woman who lusted after him and he could have any woman he wanted. But as the days went on, you noticed his presence lingered around you more and more. And eventually, he had opened up to you about having a crush, which you, of course, did reciprocate.
So, that’s why Bucky couldn’t understand your sudden ghosting. The way you would scatter from the room if he entered. Apparently, none of the team knew either. He thought you liked him, and he didn’t remember doing anything wrong during the kiss.
Bucky was about to enter the kitchen when he heard Wanda and you talking.
“I thought you liked Bucky?”
“Oh, I do, so much. He’s amazing.” You smiled into your coffee, and then your sad thoughts came back.
“So what’s wrong?” Wanda pushed, knowing she could just enter your mind and find out if you weren’t going to say anything.
“I just. I’m scared. My last boyfriend left me after we had sex for the first time, he clearly found me unattractive and I’m just scared Bucky will do the same. He’ll see my fat on my body and be disgusted with me, or even worse his large frame won’t fit between my thick thighs. Sorry, that’s too much information.”
“Not at all. This is what girls are for. Come on sweetheart, do you really believe Bucky would do or think that? We’ve all seen the way he looks at you.”
Wanda’s right, Y/N. Listen to her, for the love of God.
Bucky nibbled his thumbnail as he desperately wanted to know your answer.
“I don’t know what to do. The kiss we shared was amazing, I just can’t help the feeling I’m not good enough.” You said sadly and Bucky heard enough.
You and Wanda left the compound for a few hours after your talk, to go girl shopping for some new lingerie and clothes. It was just so nice to be carefree and away from it all.
This gave Bucky plenty of time to muster up his plan and put it into action. He had stopped by the flower shop and picked the biggest bunch of scented red roses. Bucky sprinkled rose petals on your duvet and put a bottle of champagne in ice on your table next to the bed.
You returned to the compound a few hours later as it started getting dark outside. You bid goodnight to Wanda and decided on relaxing with a rom-com movie in bed and some chocolate.
There was a soft glow under your door, but you thought maybe you had left a lamp on and thought nothing of it when you opened the door and slipped inside your room. You sighed as you kicked your shoes off and lowered your bags on the floor.
You turned around and froze. Bucky was semi-naked on your bed with a rose between his lips. Soft music started playing in the background and the light you saw from the hallway, was actually a couple of candles flickering. The shadows danced on the ceiling and you stood there with your mouth gaped open.
“Hi, doll.” He grinned as he removed the rose and put it to the side. His broad chest on inviting you to stare as he stalked towards you. Bucky stood in front of you, his hands on your waist and he pulled you closer.
“Hi, Bucky,” you whispered back, confused by what all this was about. It was like he had the power to read your mind. Because, before you could ask him, he spoke.
“I just need you to know doll, that I absolutely love everything about you. You’re perfect, there’s nothing I’d change about you. And I kinda eavesdropped the other day, please believe me when I tell you I’d never dream of walking out on you because I’m nothing like that asshole. I wouldn’t do that to you. It’s what’s on the inside that counts, you have a beating heart, and it’s full of gold, a fantastic personality and there’s never a day that goes by where you don’t make me smile or laugh. I love you Y/N, and I want to show you how serious I am.”
Tears welled up in your eyes and fell when you blinked. Those were the words you longed to hear when you were with your ex-boyfriend. And Bucky is right, he’s nothing like your ex. Bucky is more respectful and the more you thought about it; you never once heard a negative comment from him about your weight.
“I love you too, Buck. And I’m sorry for feeling so scared.” You said after a few moments.
“Don’t be scared, baby. I promise I won’t let anything happen to you.” He grabbed your hands and pulled you gently to the bed.
Bucky slowly pushed you down on the soft mattress and tentatively lifted your shirt over your head. Your first instinct was to cover your chest and your arms wrapped around yourself. A lump formed in your throat and you were relieved the lights were off since the candles didn’t give you too much light. But Bucky wasn’t having that, he pried your arms and interlaced his fingers with yours and held them above your head. Bucky kissed down your neck to your collarbone, where he nipped the sensitive skin.
A soft and quiet moan, only audible to Bucky thanks to his enhanced hearing, left your parted lips.
“That’s it, baby. Let me hear your pretty little sounds. I’ll make you feel good, I promise.” He wiggled his fingers free from yours and reached round your back to unclasp your bra. Your natural big breasts bounced from being free and Bucky moaned at the sight of them.
“Absolutely perfect.” He moaned, running his tongue over your nipple and gently grazing it with his teeth. The sensation caused you to arch your back and moan as your hands trailed in his hair.
Bucky spent a couple of minutes on each breast, giving each one his undivided attention. He slowly kissed down between the valley of your breasts and towards your hips. Bucky nipped the sensitive skin as he unbuttoned your jeans and pulled the zipper down. Bucky hooked his thumbs on either side of the waistband and pulled them down your thick thighs along with your underwear. You were mildly aware that your pubic mound was a bit larger than most women’s, and you worried about what Bucky would think of it.
“I’m sorr-”
“Shh. It’s perfect, doll. You’re perfect. There’s more to lick here.” His words made you tingle and you rested your head back and closed your eyes.
Bucky teased your lips with the tip of his tongue. Your thighs were held open by his large hands and you lifted your hips for more.
Before you could whine about it, Bucky’s tongue slithered through your wet folds and licked up and down on your sensitive, tingling clit. You moaned loudly, your hands tugging his hair harshly and he groaned against you, signaling he liked it. Bucky shook his head side to side and you became a moaning, withering mess.
You felt the familiar warmth in your lower belly and you panted.
“Bucky- fuck, I’m gonna cum!” You moaned as he sped up, groaning. His voice vibrated against your core and you were done for. You came hard over his tongue and you felt like you were teleported into a whole new world. Bucky licked you clean, taking every little thing that leaked out from you.
Bucky sat up and licked his lips with a grin.
“Doll, hope you know I’m gonna do that every single day. The most delicious pussy I’ve ever eaten, and I haven’t had many.” He chuckled and you blushed, biting your lip.
Bucky rid himself of the rest of his clothes and climbed on top of you. His hard length poking your inner thigh and you sighed.
“Do you want me?” He asked, massaging your inner thighs with his hands.
“Yes, I do, so much.” You answered honestly.
Bucky moaned as his hard cock slid between your folds and poked your entrance.
“Are you ready baby?” He groaned, feeling your walls clenching just from his close proximity. He knows you’re going to be the death of him someday.
“I’m ready, Buck. Fill me up.” Bucky growled from your words and slowly, pushed himself in, eliciting a loud moan from you both simultaneously. Your walls immediately strangled his hard cock and his head was thrown back, chanting your name as he kept going, inch by inch until his balls rested against your butt.
“Fuck, baby!” Bucky moaned out, thrusting at a comfortable pace that had you clenching and unclenching around him. Every vein of his cock dragged against your walls and his tip poked your sweet spot every time.
Bucky hooked your legs around his forearms and he was able to go deeper than he’s ever gone with a woman. Bucky felt all of you and he loved it. Your soft, warm and rigidity walls sucked him out and were reluctant to let him go.
Bucky’s intention was to make love to you, to show you how much he loved you. But the way you felt, he was having a hard time controlling his movements.
“Bucky! I want you to cum inside me!” You moaned as you felt his shaft swell.
“Doll-!” Bucky flicked his thumb over your clit and you clenched so hard Bucky was unable to move in and out freely.
The warm feeling was back in your lower belly and you couldn’t hold it any longer. You needed the release, you wanted to cum over him.
“Bucky-”
“Cum for me baby.” A rush of euphoria washed over you as you came hard. Bucky moaned and growled all at the same time as he thrusted harder, chasing his own orgasm. With a few hard thrusts, his sticky mess painted your insides and you both sighed as he rode out your orgasmic bliss. “You’re the best I’ve ever had.” He said, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss.
“You’re the best I’ve been with too.” You whined at the loss when Bucky pulled out and rolled beside you. He pulled you close to his body and wrapped his arms protectively around you. Your head rested on his chest and under his chin.
“I’m never letting you go, doll. I’m yours for as long as you’ll have me.” He kissed the top of your head and you looked up.
“I’m yours too. Thank you for making me feel loved, Buck.”
Bucky chuckled and you smiled.
“You say that like we’re only gonna do it once baby. I’m gonna make love to you the whole night.”
“So what are you waiting for?” You asked with a cheeky grin. Bucky peeked down and poked his half-hard cock.
“Him.” He said and ah-ha’d when it finally stood up proudly.
This was going to be the longest night of your life. And Bucky made sure you were happy and loved.
He loved you so much and you loved him. Nothing could keep you apart because in the end, soft hearts beat as one.
Authors Notes: this is for @the-ss-horniest-book-club and I’m back from my mental health break!
Every time you saw him, your heart erupted into butterflies fluttering away through the flowery meadows. His deep ocean blue eyes captivated you since day one. His big heart and soft demeanour was just the icing on the cake.
It broke your heart though, Sam was constantly trying to set him up on dates with thinner and more beautiful women. You’ve made your peace with it now, realising he would never date someone like you. This was the 21st century after all where looks and figures mean everything to men.
You made your way to the kitchen, praying nobody was there so you could help yourself to some nice breakfast without being judged by other agents. Your feet froze in their spot as you heard Sam and Bucky’s voices chatter against one another in the kitchen.
“Look, just go on this date. She is perfect for you!” Sam told Bucky as he poured himself some coffee.
“No!” Bucky growled, slamming the refrigerator door. “I grew up in the 30s Sam. I have different taste in women. Look at her, she’s so thin. I’d rather feed her than fuck her.”
Your heart jumped up your throat from his words. Did this mean what you thought it meant?
“Y/N?” Sam’s eyebrow quirked up when he saw you lurking behind the doorframe.
“Have you been here the whole time?” He asked, turning to look at Bucky who stood there shocked and a little anxious.
“Hello Bucky!” You squeaked when he stood next to Sam.
“Hi doll. You look beautiful today.” He pointed towards your shirt that hugged your curves perfectly.
“Thank you.”
“I’ll leave you two alone...” Sam disappeared, hiding the knowing grin on his face.
“I guess you heard everything huh?” Bucky scratched the back of his neck nervously. You nodded, confirming his fears.
“Look - I know it might be weird and all..”
“I really like you Bucky!” You blurted, “I just didn’t think you would ever like someone like me.”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean doll? You’re perfect the way you are! And I do like you. More than you know.” You shared blushing glances and you looked down to your toes.
“Do you wanna go out to dinner with me tonight?”
You pondered his question. “As a date?” Your eyebrows rose and he chuckled.
Prompt: reader walking into Bucky’s room to surprise him for his birthday, and reader is flustered when she sees he is Buck naked on top of the sheets and subconsciously playing with himself in his sleep.
Word count: 2.1k (Sooo sorry)
Warnings: Grinding, unprotected morning sex, language. 18+ only please :)
Authors Note: this is written for the @the-ss-horniest-book-club and the prompt was sent in by the lovely @itsunclebucky 💕 hope this was alright! 🙈
March 10th. You had this date saved in your calendar since the New Year arrived. Not only was today a new date, a fresh day to start again as some people say, but it was also your favourite soldier’s 107th birthday today.
Though you and Bucky weren’t officially a couple, there were a couple of times the two of you would throw some flirty comments back and forth to each other and the stolen glances. You believed he considered you as a friend, but only if you knew how inaccurate that really was.
You woke up early, before anyone else and you made a mental note to inform Steve that you had managed to drag yourself from your bed before 5 am, knowing the former Captain America would be proud since he spent most of his mornings dragging you out by your ankles.
You wanted to be up before the old man came down for breakfast. It was Bucky’s day off and you wanted to surprise him with a special breakfast; eggs, toast, bacon and a hot black coffee, just how he likes it.
When everything was prepared and being kept warm, you went back to your room to pick up the gift you had wrapped up the night before and tucked it under your arm before you walked down the hall. Bucky was only three doors away, which made sneaking the gift in much harder since he always sensed when you were up to something. And the fact he made you promise not to get him anything for his birthday but you hoped he would like this gift. It took a lot of time since you needed Steve’s help for Bucky’s records from the war.
With a slight bounce in your step, you look both ways before you test the doorknob. The door is unlocked and with a grin, you barge in ready to yell out ‘SURPRISE!’ but instead, your voice is lost in your throat and you’re frozen in your place as you looked at what was happening on the bed.
Bucky was asleep on his back, his legs spread out, his metal hand fisting the sheet and his flesh fingers ghosted over his red, throbbing shaft as he grunted and panted in his sleep.
This was wrong, you knew it was wrong to stare. You should have just turned around and left, pretend you didn’t see anything and definitely never mention it to him. You didn’t want him to feel embarrassed, even though it was a common thing for a guy to play with his pee-pee in his sleep.
But something kept you grounded. You didn’t know if it was the sinful moans falling from his lips, the curses that followed or the fact you may or may not have heard your name being whimpered.
“Y/N… FUCK!” Bucky grunted, his hips jerked and he moaned when his fingers touched the pulsating vein on the underside. “Fuck I need your wet pussy!” He whimpered and you guessed your face was turning a brand new shade of red that hadn’t been found yet. Mainly because Bucky rarely cursed in front of you, the worst word you ever heard him say was an accidental slip of ‘shit’, which he spent a good hour profusely apologising to you for cursing.
So to hear him say these vulgar things, it was no doubt making your panties wet and heartbeat escalate through the roof.
You quietly closed the door behind you and subtly locked it, even though it was just you and Bucky on this floor, you didn’t want the risk of Sam, or the new Captain America barging in with his own surprise and catching Bucky, hopefully, balls deep inside you.
With quiet steps on the carpet, you tip-toed over to the bed, lowering the wrapped gift down on the table next to the bed and got a better, clearer look at the soldier. His eyes were screwed shut and his lips partially parted, little puffs of air coming through the gap. Your eyes followed a trail down his body, his impressively muscular body was covered in a sheen of sweat.
You gaped at the happy trail underneath his navel which met his very neatly trimmed pubic hair, which certainly matched the drapes. You had your theories about his size, but nothing compared you to the actual size of him. Bucky wasn’t just long, but he was thick and extremely veiny. You’ve of course seen many cocks in your time, just not with obvious and prominent veins protruding from the shaft, you wondered briefly if that was how he was before the serum, or if the serum did that. There was a large, long and thick vein on the underside, with smaller veins joining on the top.
Bucky’s cock looked to be extremely sensitive and you wondered if it would take much to give him a raging boner at any time. A theory to test another time perhaps.
His tip leaked with a lot of his deliciously looking pre-cum, which honestly made your mouth water and your clit tingle.
In short, he looked like a delicious snack that your vagina would very much like a dinner date with.
Your eyes wandered back up his body and you almost fainted off when you saw his eyes were open and staring at you with a dark, lustful look in them.
“Bu-bucky!” You held your hands up in surrender, taking a step back. Bucky didn’t move and you wondered for a moment if he was still asleep.
You swallowed hard and edged towards the door when the hand that was touching his cock grabbed your wrist and pulled you back with so much force your hands landed on his chest with a slap.
“I’m sorry, I came to wake you up for breakfast… I didn’t see anything I swear!” You spoke quietly, the smirk on his lips told you that he knew you were lying. “Sorry!” You repeated, squeezing your eyes shut and clenching your thighs together.
“Why are you sorry, dollface?” Bucky let go of your wrist, your hands clenched into fists on his warm chest as his fingers trailed up and stroked your jawbone. “Did you like what you see?” He licked his lips, his fingers moved from your jawbone and snaked round to the back of your head as he pulled you down for a kiss. Bucky’s lips were so soft and you moaned as his tongue explored your mouth. You pulled away and rested your forehead against his, panting from the intensity of the kiss.
“I didn’t mean to intrude.” was the only sentence your mind could muster up. Bucky chuckled, his hands held your waist as he sat you on his hard shaft. “Ah fuck, I’m so hard.” You moaned at the feeling and his words, he was impossibly hard and you rubbed your clothed clit on him as you rocked back and forth. The tension in your lower belly got more intense as Bucky interlocked his hands with yours.
“Oh my god.” He moaned, more pre-cum leaked from his tip and gathered on your panties. “Doll, take your clothes off. I need to feel you.” His voice was deep and you liked it.
“Are you sure? We could pretend-” Bucky cut you off with another panty-dropping kiss.
“Please.” He begged and helped you off the bed as you stripped your flimsy overly large shirt and damp underwear. Once your clothes were discarded, you straddled his waist again. You leaned down and pressed gentle kisses to his chest, a particularly long one right on his beating heart, you trailed your lips up to his jawline, his cheeks before capturing his lips with yours.
Bucky reached between you and ran his aching tip through your wet, soaking and unbearably hot folds. He groaned as he lined up with your entrance, once he pushed just the tip inside your entrance, his hands grabbed your waist and lowered you down on his cock. Your walls fluttered around him, immediately gripping him like a vice.
You both moaned out as he filled you to the brim. You felt every ridge, every vein moving and pulsating against your fluttering walls. Your palms flat against his chest and started moving up and down, moaning each other’s names as the pleasure took over. Bucky was so thick that it didn’t take much for him to nudge your sweet spot, and when he did your pussy clenched around him and you cried out in pleasure.
“Aw fuck yeah!” Bucky moaned, his feet pressed firmly on the mattress as he held your waist still and started fucking up into you, hard and fast, expertly hitting that spot. You released a silent scream as you threw your head back. “Doll, look at me! I wanna see your face when you cum!” You did as he asked and whimpered. Your slick covered his cock and dripped down to his balls, you were both in absolute ecstasy. “Fuck yes, fuck you’re so warm and wet, god!”
“Bucky!” The ache in your lower belly expanded and your pussy was clenching uncomfortably. “Christ! You’re so fucking big.”
“Language doll!” Sweat dripped down your chest, the sinful sounds of his skin slapping yours and your cries of pleasure bounced off the walls of his room. “Buck it hurts, I need to cum!”
“Go ahead doll. Cum all over me, I’m not far behind you baby.” He said in a breathy voice. Your walls sucked him in and refused to loosen the grip it had on him as he stilled deep inside you. Bucky felt your walls pulsate around his member and he swears that’s the most addictive feeling in the world, one he hopes to feel again sometime soon. You screamed as you came undone around him. Your hands groped his pecs. Bucky couldn’t hold it any longer, and moments after your orgasm the long spurts of his white, sticky, hot cum shot inside you and he moaned as he felt his cock and balls swell from the orgasm.
You both stayed like that for a few seconds, catching your breaths and coming down from your highs. You loosened your grip on his pecs and looked down at Bucky through hooded eyes, he had the goofiest grin you’ve ever seen on his face.
“Good morning, soldier.” You grinned, leaning down to passionately kiss the birthday boy.
“Good morning, doll. That was the best birthday gift ever.” He grinned happily. “Hoping you can give me another tonight.” His fingers circled your waist and you realised he was still inside you.
You chuckled and lifted yourself off of him, snuggling into his side and resting your head on his chest. “I hope I can too.” You whispered, circling his left nipple with your nail.
“I hope you don’t think this was a one-time thing.” His fingers ran up and down your spine, your skin breaking out in goosebumps. “I heard your alarm go off and I knew you would come to see me. I woke up with my hand on my cock and I just thought of you, then I heard you coming down the hall and pretended to be asleep.” He chuckled and you gasped.
“Bucky Barnes!” You scolded playfully, "Oh, that reminds me!" You said wiggling yourself from his grip to stretch your arm out and pick up the gift from the table. You gave it to him with a grin and snuggled back into his warm side.
Bucky ripped the paper off and gasped. It was a brand new set of dog tags that you had specially engraved with his name and other details Steve had given you during their war days. Bucky's eyes welled up as he slipped the tags over his neck and kissed them, looking down at you with such love and adoration in his eyes.
“Happy Birthday sweetheart.” You kissed him again and he rolled on top of you. The new tags swayed and he chuckled. His hard cock poking your inner thigh and your eyes widened.
“Thank you, baby. I love it, although the best gift I could ever receive today is you being my girlfriend.” He smirked cheekily, the head of his cock running through your over-sensitive and uncomfortably wet folds.
“I’d love to be your girl, Buck.” With ease, he slipped inside of you. The sloshing sounds of his cock mixed with your wetness sounded through the room. His thrusts became particularly hard that the wooden headboard splintered when it hit the wall too hard.
“Hold on to my shoulders baby. This is gonna get so rough you’re not walking for a week.”
“Wait… what am I supposed to do then?” You asked as you curled your arms around his shoulders. His chest flushed against yours and your legs wrapped tightly above his butt.
Bucky smirked knowingly. “Dunno doll. You’ll have to stay in my bed for the week.” He winked, burying his face in the crook of your neck as his pace picked up. Purposely slamming the bed against the wall, shattering the headboard completely. Apparently a bigger, more comfier bed was on his list of gifts he wanted today.
Prompt: "Take your panties off and come sit on my face."
Warnings: oral sex (female receiving), face sitting, smut, dirty talk, language, 18+
Word Count: 1,079
Authors Notes: This is written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club and co-written with my lovely friend @jobean12-blog this was so much fun and this prompt slotted in nicely to the drabble Jo had posted previously! Hope you like this and have a lovely weekend :)
Part 1: Asking For Trouble (written by @jobean12-blog)
You and Chris crash through the door of his apartment with your tongues and teeth clashing. Chris kicks the door closed and pins you up against it. His lips attacking the sweet spot on your neck and his fingers bruising your hips.
"As romantic as this is, I'm kinda hoping we'll get to the nitty-gritty stuff sooner rather than later." You joke, pulling at the hem of his shirt. Chris takes the hint, momentarily stepping away from to pull his shirt over his head, throwing it randomly behind him. Your fingers fumble with the button on his jeans and then move to his zipper, his hands stopping you as he smirks.
"Let's undress you." he teases, his hand snaking up your thigh. His rests his hand just below your bum and bends his knees slightly. You take the meaning and jump, your legs instantly wrapping around his waist as he stumbles to his bedroom, throwing you on the bed with a bounce, his lips once again attacking your neck.
His lips trail down the soft column of your neck, his fingers following. Giving a gentle squeeze he watches you through lidded eyes, your lips parting in a moan. "Fuck, kitten, I need to hear you do that again." He slips his hand under your skirt, running a finger over your soaked panties. With a growl he pulls down your skirt and throws it to the floor.
Laying down his back he crooks his finger at you, “take your panties off and come sit on my face.” You stand and gently pull your panties down your legs, flinging them at his face. He pushes them into his nose, inhaling deeply before giving you a wolfish grin. Crawling onto his chest you place your legs on either side of his head, looking down as he licks his lips.
He grips your thighs, spreading them further apart and coaxing you down to his mouth. His goatee burns against the soft skin of your inner thighs and your hands smooth over his buzzed hair, pushing his face closer. “Oh fuck,” you moan above him as he licks through your folds, his tongue focusing on your clit while you rock your hips back and forth.
Chris’ large hand kneads your ass as he moans into your pussy, alternating between sucking your clit and flicking it with his tongue. Your thighs squeeze his head as you feel your orgasm approaching, “I’m so close, Chris.” It only takes a few more swipes of his tongue before you’re cumming, his beard soaked with your juices and his lips glistening.
Your legs are unsteady as you fall to the side, breathless and dizzy, “wow.” Chris chuckles as he unzips his jeans and pushes them down his legs along with his boxers. You gape at his hard-throbbing length, drooling at the sight of the precum oozing from the slit on the tip. As though he could read your thoughts, he speaks, “another time baby. I really need to be deep in your tight little pussy. C’mere and ride me, sweetheart.”
You do as you he says, straddling his lap and pulling your shirt off hastily and yanking your bra off, throwing it over the other side of the bed. With your thighs on either side of his waist, you pump his hot cock a few times and line it up to your dripping pussy. You hold onto his pecs and lower yourself down until your flush against his pubic bone, both of you moaning simultaneously.
“Fuck yes baby… just like that, c’mon ride me hard and fast.” You moan his name and throw your head back. His large calloused hands roaming up the side of your body to hold your breasts in the palms of his hands, squeezing and pinching your hardened buds. “Chris!” You whimper, the sloshing sounds his cock makes against your wetness driving you crazy.
“Keep goin’ baby.” Chris moans, one hand roaming higher until he reaches your throat. His hand wraps around it, his thumb pressing against your windpipe, his other hand holding onto your waist as you pick up speed. The sinful and erotic sounds bouncing off the walls in Chris’ bedroom make the coil in your tummy tighten even more.
Your juices run down the length of his cock and pool on the fine hair of his pubic bone. “Fuck you’re so wet, baby.” Chris closes his eyes and increases the pressure around your throat. The air is knocked out of your lungs as his cock is plunged deep inside you. Your walls hold him there like a tight vice, the tip of his cock rubbing against your G-spot beautifully and with just the right amount of pressure. He’s so deep that you can feel him in places no other man has yet to find.
“Chris!” You struggle to chant his name like a prayer, but he hears you, suddenly lifting you off him and removing his hands. You’re worried he’s changed his mind and is about to kick you out but instead, he lubricates his entire cock with your juices, a smirk on his lips as he says, “Hands and knees. Now.”
You do as you’re told, slowly sitting up and rolling over. Sticking your ass in the air you rise onto all fours, Chris’ hand caressing your back. He takes a fistful of your hair and yanks, lifting your head up so you can look back at him. He easily slips back inside your dripping pussy, groaning at the feel of your tightness around him again.
“You feel fucking incredible baby.” His warm lips meet your back as he pounds into you from behind, every thrust knocking you forward with a jolt. Dipping his hand around to your clit, he circles it with his thumb, your mouth opening in a silent scream as he drives you to the edge. With a few more hard thrusts you squeeze around him, his cock throbbing as he paints your walls with his own release.
Chris gently rubs a hand down your back, gently pulling out as he watches his cum drip down your leg. “Fuck, that’s a pretty sight.” You slide to the bed, laying on your stomach and trying to catch your breath. He lays next to you and wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you into his chest. With a soft kiss to your lips, he says, “we still haven’t done things my way, kitten. You better get some rest.”
Summary: You and Bucky decide what to do with the spare bedroom in your new house.
Prompt: “Why don’t you marry me, huh?”
Word Count: 600
Warnings: None, just some fluff 💕
Authors Note: This is written for the @the-ss-horniest-book-club and I decided to use this prompt with another drabble idea I had.
“What are we going to do with the spare room?”
The question circulates Bucky’s mind since the day your offer was accepted. Even much so he finds himself tossing and turning through the night.
This was the first house you’ve bought together, a very serious commitment for a couple but the relationship was stable and have been for the past five years. Both of you dreamt of the day you could move out of the compound and have your own space and privacy.
It came with a master bedroom with an en-suite and a large walk-in closet. And it had a smaller bedroom down the hall painted in a neutral magnolia colour.
The two-bedroom house was situated in a safe and lovely suburb. With the windows open, you could hear the distinctive sounds of birds chirping and singing in the distance. It was almost like paradise, minus the palm trees swaying.
The back garden was big enough for a flower patch and a vegetable patch. A dream of Bucky’s was to grow his own vegetables.
“We could make a gaming room?” Bucky suggests over his morning cup of coffee.
“Hmm, I don’t know Buck. I feel like that’s what everyone does.” You shrug as you dish the eggs out onto his plate. “We could make it into an office?” You suggest.
Bucky shakes his head and swallows the hot steaming liquid.
“Absolutely not. Home is home, I’m not bringing my work home with me and neither are you.” He says sternly and you chuckle, knowing he’s absolutely right.
You sigh, running the hot water and putting the frying pan in the sink.
“Ouch! Why is this water so hot?” You curse under your breath.
“Probably because you’re standing in front of it, doll.” Bucky chuckles, shoving a forkful of fried egg in his mouth. The yellow yolk drips down his beard.
You laugh at his words and shake your head, grabbing a damp cloth to wipe his face.
“You’re so messy.” You say, wiping up the yolk and pressing a kiss to his cheek. “I love you though.”
“I love you too baby.”
*****
“Y/N! Y/N where are you?!” Bucky shouts as he barges in the front door. “I’m right here.” You were passing in the hallway anyway before he came through the door.
“I’ve got it, doll! He says with a wide grin on his face.
“Come again?”
“Later! But I know what we could do for the spare room!” He’s practically jumping up and down like a child waiting in line for an ice cream. You fold your arms across your chest and wait for him to continue. “We could make it into a nursery!” He grins and you’re not sure he’s serious. “Yeah, so I was thinking right! We could make a baby.” Your eyes are about to pop out your head.
“A baby? Bucky, it’s not that easy!” You shake your head but can’t fight the growing smile on your face. “Why not? All you have to do is lay on your back with your legs open for me, I’ll do all the work.”
“So I love it when you talk dirty.” You joke and roll your eyes. “Buck, it’s not that easy because we’re not even married.”
“Well, why don’t you marry me, huh?”
“This is the craziest idea you’ve ever had.”
“But you’re not saying no.” He winks and starts removing his tactical gear.
You groan and chuckle.
“Ask me properly, and I’ll consider it. But a baby is a bigger commitment than buying a house together.”
Authors Notes: this is written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club 💕 I hope you’re all keeping safe and positive 🌸💕
“Saw you earlier at the wedding and you looked gorgeous.” He complimented, learning against the bar.
“Have to say, so did you.” You flirted slightly thanks to the effects of the alcohol.
“Thanks doll. I’m Sebastian.”
“Y/N.”
You and Sebastian chatted near the bar most of the night. He told you about his work, you told him how you knew his mutual friend. As the night went on and the drinks going down well, you eventually ended up on the dance floor.
With a drink of some sort in his hand and the music binding your souls together. You were shamelessly grinding hard against his crotch. His hand roaming all over your body, heating the fire in your core.
Before midnight, you were pinned up against the wall in his hotel room. His lips attacking your neck, biting, nipping and sucking.
His fingers bruising your hips as he practically ripped your dress down your body and cupped your clothed pussy.
“Oh Seb!” You moaned breathlessly. His touch, his scent was absolutely captivating. What could only be described as an animalistic growl coming from Seb as he yanked your wet panties down your legs.
You stepped out of them, kicking them to the side and removing the remnants of your dress. Your fingers fumbled with his belt buckle, unbuckling it with his zipper and button. He shoved them down his legs impatiently along with his boxers and grabbed the back of your thighs. You instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist and kissed him hungrily.
“Fuck! I gotta be in you baby girl.” The head of his cock poked against your entrance. Sebastian readjusted his stance and with a slight bend of his knees, brought you down on his hard throbbing member. Your cunt immediately engulfed him a tight embrace.
He kept you like that for a few minutes. Allowing you to adjust to his impressively large size.
“Holy- fuck. You’re so big.” You breathed into his ear. Seb groaned and started to lift your body up and down on his shaft. The large vein on the underside of his cock throbbed against your walls. The tip nudged your beauty spot consistently and it made you see lots of stars in your visions.
“Oh fuck yeah baby. You’re so fuckin’ wet and tight for me.” Seb moaned, the sounds of your wetness sloshing around his cock filled the room.
“I’m not gonna last!” You moaned out when he picked up pace. Holding your hips still and plowed up into you. His balls slapped against your ass. Your head thrown back against the wall as he painfully stabbed your cervix.
Your walls tightened around him, swallowing him back in with each thrust. You could feel and hear your slick on the base of his cock. His grip on your thigh tightened.
Seb’s pubic bound grinded against your clit. Your lips formed a perfect ‘O’ shape as his hard and fast thrusts sent you into the world of blissful euphoria.
Sebastian grunted as your cunt restricted his movements. The sensation of your hot juices flowing down his cock was too much for him. He stilled his hips, his pubic bone flushed against yours as you felt his hot cum spurt up in you. Both of you moaning at the feeling of you both contracting around each other.
“Holy shit.” Seb mumbled into your neck. “That was hot. I didn’t expect that.” Seb chuckled pulling away to get a look at your post-orgasm bliss.
“Me neither. I’m glad I came to this wedding.” You chuckled and Seb lowered you down to your feet gently.
“Me too doll. I made a mess on your thigh, care to join me for a hot shower and maybe round 2 in bed?”
“You has this all planned out didn’t you?” You giggled as you wiped some of his cum that had leaked from your hole onto your thigh, bringing it sexily up to your lips and sucked the salty stuff from your finger.
“Since I saw you at the ceremony.” His breathing was rigid as he watched what you did. “Fuck that’s hot. Come on baby, I can’t wait any longer.”
