THE MAN NEXT DOOR
camboy!bucky x reader
summary: your new neighbour just so happens to be your favourite camboy, bucky barnes.
warnings: lots of fluff, absolutely loads of smut, oral (female receiving), spitting, dirty talk
note: this is kinda long…sorry!! 😵💫 camboy!bucky is like…my favourite thing ever
every friday, you would drive home from work as quick as possible around 6pm, shower, eat, and get set up for the weekly special occasion.
bucky friday’s, you liked to call them.
after dinner for one, you would take a long shower, shaving if neccesary, and relax under the hot water. you would light a few candles around your room, pulling the curtains and grabbing your laptop from the kitchen. you sat on your bed, logging into your onlyfans account, your mouse searching for the profile of the only man worth watching, bucky barnes.
you had stumbled across bucky’s profile one night back in july, and ever since then you had been hooked. you would even go as far as cancelling friday plans just to watch his new video. he was all you could think about.
you stretched out on your bed, in just your underwear, glancing at the clock impatiently.
7:58pm
two minutes until you would see his handsome face again.
that’s one thing you loved about bucky. he wasn’t bothered by the anonimity, he showed his face proudly, which you very much appreciated. just the thought of his face as he touched himself made you shiver.
you got comfortable on your bed, spreading your legs a little. it reached 8pm, and you refreshed his page, getting impatient. within a few seconds, his new video popped up, your core already leaking with anticipation.
you clicked the play button, biting your lip. he wasn’t even here and he still made you nervous.
he was sat at the edge of his bed, his cock already red and leaking pre cum. you licked your lips, your eyes going wide as you watched him begin to palm himself, his thumb running over the tip. his hair was messy and his blue eyes bore into the screen, staring right at you.
“i’m back.” he whispered, his head dropping back as he continued to stroke himself. “i never forget about my girl.”
you loved how he spoke to the screen, making you feel as if he was doing this just for you.
“touch yourself for me sweetheart…eyes on me though, watch my cock while you play with my pretty, pretty pussy.”
you moaned, this was going to be a fun night.
the next day, you woke up early, your laptop on the pillow next to you. you must have fallen asleep after last night’s antics.
you blushed at the paused video on the screen, remembering the events from the night before.
you went about your day, showering and having a quick breakfast. around midday, your friend texted, asking if you wanted to grab some lunch. you agreed, glad to make plans, and changed into some nicer clothes. you grabbed your bag, heading out the door.
the apartment door opposite your’s was open, the floor filled with moving boxes.
hmm. you thought to yourself. i must have a new neighbour. you headed for the stairs, deciding to introduce yourself later.
by around 3pm, you were walking back up to your flat, eager to see who the mysterious new neighbour was. the door was still open, but this time as you peeked through, you saw a man standing in the middle of the lounge, his back towards you.
you knocked quietly. “hi…um…are you my new neighbour?” the man turned around and the wind was knocked right out of you.
bucky? your mouth hung open as he smiled.
what? how could he be here? is this a dream?
his hair was messy, and he was wearing black jeans and a white t-shirt that clung to his biceps. you quickly shut your mouth before he could notice, giving him a shy smile.
act cool. you thought.
“hi, yeah i just moved here today. you live across the hall right?” you urged yourself to scramble some words together to speak, your heart beating out of your chest.
“y-yes, that’s me. i’m y/n.” you shuffled awkwardly at the door.
“i’m bucky.”
i know who you are. you thought. hell, i know what your dick looks like.
“nice to meet you. um..i’ll let you unpack.”
“see you around.” he smiled again, turning back around. you stared at his back for a few seconds, trying to process that bucky, the same bucky that you’d touched yourself to countless times was living across the hall. you swallowed, urging your legs to move until you were in your flat.
you grabbed a glass of water from the kitchen, pulling your jumper off as you sat on the sofa. you felt flustered.
after the shock had passed, you laughed to yourself. the man of my dreams lives across the hall, you kept repeating. how did this even happen? you decided to speak to him again as soon as an opportunity appeared, and you had a clear head.
a couple of days later, you were heading up the stairs after a long day at work, you hadn’t seen bucky since that first meeting. but now, as you went to put the keys in your door, you noticed that his door was open. he looked up when he heard your movements, coming to the door.
“hey y/n, everything alright?”
now that you had come to terms with the fact that he was definetly your new neighbour, you paid more attention to him.
his face. his body.
he was taller than you expected, his smile even sweeter in real life. you liked seeing him in casual clothes, his hair messy as usual. he looked adorable, and you couldn’t believe that this was the same man who whispered such dirty things to you on the internet.
you snapped out of your daydream to answer his question, feeling your cheeks heat up.
“i’m great, actually…y-you?” you cringed at your stutter.
“i’m great.” he paused. “would you like to come in for some coffee? you’re the only person i know in the building.”
you laughed. “i’d love to.” inside, you were panicking. you didn’t think he’d actually want to get to know you.
you stepped inside his apartment shly, putting your bag down by the door.
his apartment was nicely decorated, simple. there were a few boxes he still had yet to unpack. it smelt of vanilla candles and fresh linen.
“milk and sugar?”
“please.” you answered, sitting down at the table.
“so…how come you moved here?”
“i used to live in this shitty little apartment a few streets away, and my friend told me about this one that was alot cheaper so i checked it out. i’m glad i did too.” he smiled at you.
he placed two mugs on the table, smiling as he sat down. you both chatted for over an hour, realising that you had alot in common. sometimes, mid conversation his onlyfans would pop into your head and you had to block the thoughts out before you started blushing.
eventually you got up to leave, thanking him for the coffee.
“anytime peach, see you around.”
butterflies exploded in your stomach at the pet name. you could get used to that.
you smiled, rushing over to your apartment.
the next time you saw bucky was on a saturday afternoon, as you checked for mail.
“hey peach…can i ask you something?”
“sure bucky, what’s up?” you felt more comfortable around him now, knowing more about his true personality.
“i was wondering if you would like to come over to mine for dinner tonight? i’m making lasagna.”
your heart swelled at the invitation. he was too sweet.
slowly, throughout weeks of you chatting and getting to know eachother, you got closer. you still watched his onlyfans, you just couldn’t bring yourself to stop.
you’d tried of course, but his voice, his body was too addictive. you hated yourself for not telling him, and you hated the fact that you were undeniably in love with everything about him.
one particular evening, bucky had invited you over for a movie night. you both had drunk too much wine and ended up falling onto the couch giggling.
bucky pulled you closer to him, so that you were huddled into his side. the combination of the wine and the feeling of bucky pressed into you had you feeling light-headed.
through drunk eyes, bucky looked even more attractive, and now that you knew him better, he was just the sweetest, kindest person you had ever met.
“we should have movie nights more often.” you felt bucky smirk, his lips tracing your ear.
“hmm.” you hummed in agreement, leaning back to rest your head on his chest. to your delight, he kissed your forehead a couple of times, your eyes beginning to droop.
you awoke abruptly around half an hour later, still pressed firmly into bucky. you rubbed at your eyes, feeling delirious.
fuck. you thought. you must have fallen asleep on the couch. your body felt warm against bucky’s and you looked over to him.
the tv was blaring some old black and white film, the kind that only gets played after 11pm.
bucky had the remote in one hand while his other hand was around your waist. his eyes dropping slowly, he looked exhausted.
you stood up quietly, still feeling the affects of the wine in your system. bucky stirred, blinking harshly to keep himself awake.
you touched his shoulder. “bucky, i’m gonna go back to mine. thank you for dinner.” you smiled at him, bending down to kiss his cheek.
you were dizzy from the wine and may have kissed him a little too close to his lips. bucky was too sleepy to react, but you didn’t miss the little smile that formed on his face. he grumbled a goodnight, his hand slipping from your waist.
you felt terribly cold without his touch.
a few weeks later, you were having a chill night-in, winding down from the busy week you had had. you decided to search up bucky on onlyfans and have a look at anything new he had posted.
at the top of his profile, a new video appeared. tingles ran through your body as you saw his face, and you quickly rid yourself of your clothes.
pressing play, bucky’s chiselled chest appeared on your screen, his hand pumping his cock.
already, your body started to heat up, tingles travelling straight down to your core.
“fuck, sweetheart.” his words made you so fucking horny, your fingers playing with your clit. it didn’t take much for bucky to make you come, even if it was through a screen. you’re legs began to shake.
“fuck peach, you like that don’t you? touch yourself for me.”
your eyes nearly fell out of your head. peach. the pet name he used for you. that pushed you over the edge, your orgasm shaking your entire body.
you moaned, mumbling bucky’s name.
once you had overcome your high, you sat up slowly. maybe he knows that i watch him. you thought. surely not, how could he know? maybe he called everybody peach.
you knew you were lying to yourself, something about the way he said it made you believe that it was just for you. the feeling made you shiver. god you were never going to get over this man.
the next few times you and bucky hang out together, he was a little more flirty, more handsy. he would comment about your appearance.
“looking beautiful today peach.”
“pretty girl is tired hm?” and he seemed to touch you with any chance he got.
he would grab your hand as he pulled you into his apartment. wrap his arm around you as you sat together on the couch. give you extra long hugs when you would leave.
i mean, you weren’t complaining, but it was a little suspicious.
friday night. 23:30pm
you were having a quick shower, getting ready to go over to bucky’s for some late night snacks.
earlier, you had some free time to delve into bucky’s latest onlyfans posts, setting aside an hour for your horny antics. you smiled everytime you passed your bed, bucky’s face paused on your laptop.
bucky greeted you as he always did with a bear hug and a bottle of wine, he seemed a little tipsy already. “have you started drinking without me?” you pretended to be offended.
“maybe.” he smirked, pulling you over to the couch. you laughed, entwining your fingers with his.
after a few glasses of wine, naturally, you found yourself sliding closer to bucky, which he welcomed.
“wait…it’s a little cold. do you have any blankets over at your place?”
“sure, um…there’s a few on my bed, the doors open.”bucky kissed your head before making his way towards the door. you sighed, watching him walk away.
after about four seconds, it clicked.
your laptop. open. bucky.
onlyfans.
your blood ran cold. “bucky! wait!” you sprinted out the door and into your apartment, running towards your room.
“bucky!” it was too late. you hurled yourself into the bedroom. bucky was sat on your bed, staring at himself on the screen.
“bucky.” you stuttered. “bucky i’m so sorry.” he looked at you, smirking. your heart skipped a beat. was he angry?
“bucky i’m sorry. i wanted to tell you, i just didn’t know how. say something.” he stood up, walking slowly towards you.
time slowed down, and you stood glued to the spot, completely ashamed of bucky seeing that. he tilted your chin so you had no choice but to look at him, his blue eyes turned dark.
“do you hate me?” you cringed at your words, you were so embarrassed.
bucky paused before answering, “hate you? of course i don’t hate you peach. i knew you watched my videos.”
you were confused. “you did?”
“of course. i figured it out the first day we met. you were ridiculously shy, you could never look me in the eye for more than two seconds and i saw how you reacted whenever i called you peach or sweetheart.”
you blushed profusely, watching as his eyes trailed down your body, his jaw twitching.
“so, peach, how long have you been watching my videos? i’ve been dying to know.” he smirked, pulling you by the hand back towards his apartment.
you could hardly speak, your thighs clenching at his tone.
“um…” your mouth was dry. “a-about six months.” you let him lead you towards his bedroom, his hand gripping yours tightly.
he stopped once he reached the bed, sitting towards the top, he pulled you down so you were on his lap. you felt incredibly vulnerable, straddling his thighs.
“you like what you see, huh?” his hands gripped your waist. “tell me peach” he started to kiss down your neck. “did you touch yourself to my videos? did you cum for me?”
you gulped nervously, your core was tingling. you nodded, watching his face as he smirked.
“well then, why don’t i show you what i can do in real life?”
he held the back of your neck, pulling your head towards him for a kiss.
you froze for a few seconds, but as your lips connected you forgot everything, focusing solely on the man in front of you.
his lips felt good. really good. even better than you had imagined. and trust me, you had imagined it alot in the past months.
bucky kissed you softly, letting you get used to the feeling of his lips against yours. your entire body was covered in goosebumps, his hands beginning to move your hips so that you were grinding over his crotch. you could feel how desperately hard he was, and feeling confident, you brought a hand down, dragging the palm of your hand over his buldge for a few seconds.
bucky groaned into your mouth, his eyes fluttering as he pulled away from the kiss. the noise that came from his throat made you want to open your legs wider.
“fuck. don’t fucking do that.” he whispered.
you smiled, placing your hands on the sides of his face as you leaned in to kiss him again. this time, bucky pushed his tongue into your mouth, making you whimper by surprise.
you felt him smile against your lips, his tongue exploring your mouth. his hands crept under the hem of your t-shirt, his fingers trailing across your stomach.
the feeling was ticklish, and you squirmed, pushing your hips down further onto his crotch, whines falling from your mouth.
“peach, you make me so fucking hard, did y’know that?”
you whimpered at his words, and he pushed his tongue further down your throat.
he moaned, loving how you were so innocent but so incredibly dirty at the same time, he just had to pull it out of you.
the kiss was harsh and sloppy, you knew that it wouldn’t be long before you would need some sort of release.
bucky pulled away, sucking on your bottom lip before releasing it with a pop. “tell me, sweetheart, what did you like about my videos? i wanna know how to make my pretty girl feel good.”
jesus fucking christ. he was actually going to kill you. bucky’s eyes were on you, waiting for an answer. you thought it would be best to just answer him straight out.
“i-i like it when you call me sweetheart.” you stared at his chest. bucky smiled at your innocence. it made him want to ruin you. he wanted you to be his.
“go on.” he simply replied.
“well, i like the way you talk. and-“
he chuckled. “dirty words for a dirty girl.”
if your face went any redder you would’ve become a tomato, your eyes focusing anywhere except bucky’s face.
“what else?” he moved his head down until he was pressing kisses along your neck. your head tilted back at the feeling, and you wanted more.
“i imagine that we’re alone…together, a-and it’s me that’s touching you, t-touching your body.”
“you think about touching my cock, sweetheart?”
his tongue began to trace circles over the skin of your throat and your eyes squeezed shut.
you nodded slowly, and felt him bite softly at your neck. you gained a little more confidence, seeing how bucky was reacting to your words, and decided to say more.
“want you to, to touch me too.” you were basically whining at this point, your core aching with need.
“i know you do baby” he licked his lips. “where do you want my hands?”
“want to feel your mouth-your fingers o-on my pussy.” you felt incredibly dirty as the words left your mouth. bucky squeezed your hips, his kisses dropping lower to your chest.
“my good girl wants my cock down her throat as i finger your little cunt, don’t you? you wanna be my good girl?”
god, you needed him to do something, now. you nodded furiously, your pussy clenching and getting wetter with every word.
“yes. please.” you added. “wanna be good for you” you pouted for good measure.
bucky chuckled, noticing how you reacted to the praise. he pulled off your t-shirt, his eyes sparkling at the sight of your chest, sitting all pretty in a black lace bra. your hands went to his shirt, lifting it up over his head.
you both sat for a second, staring at eachother, before bucky reached down, unbuckling your jeans.
you climbed off of bucky to pull them off. bucky made the most of the space and got rid of his trousers off too, leaving him in his boxers and you in your underwear.
you could hardly breathe as he pulled you onto his thighs again. the outline of his hard dick visible through his boxers. you licked your lips, thinking of every possible thing that he was gonna do to you. your entire body felt fuzzy.
bucky pulled you in for a firm kiss, his hands coming up to unclasp your bra. your nipples perked up at the cold air, and bucky didn’t hesitate, his hands cupping your breasts. he kneaded the skin roughly, making your mouth fall open against his lips as his fingers pinched your sensitive nipples.
you couldn’t keep still, your hands trailing across his chest and arms, pulling him closer.
his tongue was still in your mouth, tasting everything he could. his index and middle finger came down, rubbing at your core over your panties. you twitched, whining at the contact.
“so sensitive sweetheart.”
you gripped bucky’s biceps tightly, your lips lazily pressed against his as he circled your clit over the material. electricity zipped through you, and you couldn’t quite believe this was happening.
your hips bucked towards bucky and he chuckled, enjoying the way you got all worked up.
“baby.” he moaned between kisses. “baby, lay down on your back. head on the pillows.” you did as you were told, quickly getting into position.
“good girl.” he pressed an extra kiss to your lips, moving so that he was on his knees, between your thighs.
he stared at you laying on the bed for him in just panties, taking a mental picture. “you look so pretty right now.” he smiled sweetly, hooking his fingers into your panties and slowly pulling them down.
you blushed, feeling exposed as you watched a line of your slick connect from your pussy to your panties. you shivered, looking up at bucky. his eyes were focused on your core, his mouth watering at the sight.
“jesus. sweetheart. so fucking wet. for me huh?”
you smiled shly, pushing your hips up to bucky to let him know how badly you needed him to touch you. he laughed, leaning on his forearms until his lips were brushing up against your clit.
“i can’t wait to taste you.” he looked up at you with dark eyes, before his tongue ever so slightly licked at your clit.
your hands went to straight to bucky’s hair, your head pushed back against the pillows.
you watched as bucky gathered some spit in his mouth, your eyes blowing wide as he let it dribble out, onto your folds.
he added more pressure then, wrapping his lips around your bud, his tongue devouring you. your eyes rolled back into your head and you yanked on bucky’s hair, making him growl from the back of his throat.
he carried on, the filthy sounds of his spit mixed with your juices filling the room.
he dipped lower, and you nearly exploded when he pushed his tongue into your hole. god you’d never felt anything like it. this man was definetly one of a kind.
he pulled away for a moment, pressing sloppy light kisses to your clit that made you jolt. you squirmed, your back arching at how filthy and good you felt.
“so sweet, peach. wanted this since the first day i met you.” you whined, from his words and because of the fact that his mouth had left your pussy.
he smiled, leaning back in to suck at your clit. he sucked hard, letting his tongue move over your bud as he did so. you were so close. your whole body tensing up.
bucky realised, suddenly moving away. you groaned in frustation, pulling harder on his hair.
“bucky!”
“fuck sweetheart, your dripping down to your asshole. so fucking dirty.” he growled, placing his head in his hands.
he ignored your whines, sitting back onto his knees. you soon fell silent as he pulled off his boxers, his head hanging as he shivered at the feeling of his hard cock finally being free.
your eyes nearly rolled back into your head at the sight, he was even prettier in person, his cock sitting proudly, thick and veiny.
bucky caught you staring. “close your mouth peach, you’re practically drooling.”
your face burned red again and you gulped, shuffling further up the bed.
“open those pretty legs for me sweetheart.”
you did, watching as bucky crawled closer until he was on top of you. he kissed you, distracting you from his hand that was tugging at his dick, inching it closer to your entrance.
“god, i can’t fucking wait to put my dick inside you. this is what you wanted isn’t it? my sweet peach, watching my videos, thinking about my cock buried deep inside her tight pussy.”
you nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck to keep him close. his mouth was wet and shiny from eating you out, and you had a sudden urge to kiss him.
you did just that, tilting your head up a little to reach his lips. bucky was surprised at your sudden confidence, letting you kiss him eagerly.
he took the opportunity while you were distracted, pushing himself a little way into your pussy.
instantly both of your mouths fell open, just the tip feeling incredible.
“knew you were gonna be tight, peach.” bucky groaned. “need to open you up a little.”
you could hardly speak, just wanting him to push in further. the feeling was incredible. bucky grabbed your thighs, pushing your legs open wider as he slid in.
your eyes rolled back into your head, your legs wrapping round bucky’s waist. if it was possible you would have pulled him even closer.
he began to thrust his hips slowly, letting you both get used to the feeling of him stretching you out.
he kissed your forehead lovingly, watching as little whines and moans fell from your mouth. you were clenching around him, hard.
“peach…baby, you’re so fucking tight i can hardly move.” you buried your face into bucky’s neck, the immense pleasure crawling all over your body, fire in the pit of your stomach.
bucky groaned loudly, picking up the pace a little.
“you feel s’good peach, such a good girl for me.” he felt you clench at the praise and his breath got caught in his throat.
“you like that, huh? you like being my pretty, good girl?”
you nodded as best you could with your face pressed into the crook of his neck.
“y-yes, bucky. please, i need- i need it faster.”
bucky groaned, pulling your hips off the mattress so that he could pick up the pace easily. the pleasure was like lightning bolts through your body, your eyes rolling back into your head as bucky railed you harder.
“f-fuck. bucky. i’m gonna, i’m gonna cum.” the sloppy sounds of bucky pounding into you pushed you over the edge.
“bucky i’m cumming. fu- fuck!”
“cum for me peach, squeeze my cock like that, fuck y-yes!” your dripping cunt clenched around bucky’s cock, your orgasm exploding.
bucky’s own orgasm was triggered, a loud groan falling from his lips as he tried to keep up the pace, getting you through your high.
he slowed once your body started to relax, the twitches taking over. he pulled out slowly and kissed your forehead, watching how your body reacted to the after effects of your orgasm.
he collapsed next to you, turning on his side so he could see you.
he thought it was incredibly cute, how soft and pretty you looked laying there with him.
after a little while, you slowly opened your eyes, looking to the side to see bucky looking at you.
you smiled at him, pulling at his neck until your lips connected. you sighed into the kiss, feeling blissful.
bucky pulled away after a while, pulling on some boxers before leaving the bedroom.
you sat up a little, grabbing bucky’s t-shirt off of the floor to pull over your head. you had never felt so happy.
bucky came back in after a few minutes, holding a hand towel. he climbed onto the bed, pushing your thighs open so that he could clean you up.
you shuddered, pressing your face into bucky’s neck. “good girl.” he finished, pushing you down until you were laying flat, with the duvet over you.
“i see you’ve stolen my shirt.” he mumbled.
you chuckled, staring into his blue eyes. “can we sleep?” you asked, already feeling your eyes starting to droop.
“of course.” he chucked the towel somewhere on the floor, climbing into bed beside you. his skin was warm, and you huddled yourself into his chest, as close as you could.
“you’re never getting rid of me after that.” you mumbled.
he laughed, kissing your forehead. “i wasn’t planning on it.”