I am with them - Spoiling you
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Summary:. The parallels of both men had been striking, and the difference just as much so. It made your heart skip, both of them treating you so well. Steve liked to plan things out, detail things and times. Bucky was a little more of a chaos gremlin; he liked to go where his eyes took him. Which meant that you’d visited four cafes and eaten way too many treats.
Relationships: Steve x Bucky - Bucky x Reader ~ Stucky x reader
Word Count: 4.7k
Warnings: Fluff, hurt/comfort, minor angst, oral f, p in v, condom use, rough sex, overstim, multiple o, fingering, cowgirl, size kink? Kinda <- Let me know if I missed anything.
Dividers@/cafekitsune
Author note: Idk what happened, the horny demons took over
Bucky watches you walk through the store, a small smile on your face as you look at different clothes. Steve had phoned that morning, sounding flustered as hell about work, he’d been pulling long shifts trying to get everything done. He was so busy that the chances of Bucky and you going to see him were slim. It sucked, but time was going by quickly. Bucky had already decided he was going to take a few days off once Steve got back, so all of you could spend time together. Sam had raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything, he’d been nosing around a lot. Asking questions about you and Steve, thankfully, Sam seemed oblivious so far.
“What do you think?” You held up a couple of dresses, one fell to just above your ankles and one that was a mid-thigh. They both suited you, and he knew neither him or Steve would be able to stop watching you in them. “Few more weeks of summer.”
“Mhm, why don’t we get both?” Bucky says, grabbing the shorter one and feeling the soft material. Watching your eyes go wide at his words. “Do you have shoes that go with them?”
“I am not getting both, pick one.” You urge, trying to grab back the dress, but Bucky holds it away from you as you protest. Huffing, you relent, looking over at the shoes on display. “I was looking at those shoes, possibly. But I have something similar at home too.”
He grabs both dresses and walks over to the shoes. Looking over his shoulder to make sure that you follow him. “What's your size?”
You glare at him, arms crossed, and you stop a little bit away from him. As if distance would ever be able to stop him from giving you what you deserved. “Bucky.” Your voice is firm, eyes narrowing.
Grabbing the shoes, Bucky comes over to you, placing the dresses on one of the stands before he kneels down. Your eyes go wide as he grabs your leg, one strong hand on your cloth covered calf. Eyes on you as he carefully takes off your shoe. Your lip is tucked between your teeth as your cheeks flush.
“There we go,” He smirks, feeling a sense of accomplishment at seeing your cheeks. Taking a look down at the shoes and remembering the size. Then he slips it back on just as gently as he took it off. “Got the size now.”
“You're impossible.” You shake your head, mirth dancing around your smile, as Bucky goes to the front to get the right size of shoe..
He then has you try on the dresses and shoes, along with a handful of other things he won’t let you say no to. You protest several times, but he doesn’t let up, knowing that you were enjoying this. The employees had mentioned that you were lucky to have such a lovely husband. Your face had turned completely red, but you didn’t correct her. Instead, your fingers had just found your wedding ring, rotating it slightly.
Outside, Bucky takes your hand and walks you down the bustling city sidewalks. Heading towards a small cafe you’d wanted to try, it supposedly had the best pastries in the city. Your eyes looked ahead, a small line between your brows, as you glanced everywhere but at him.
“What’s on your mind, baby?” He leans down to ask you as you turn a corner towards the cafe. He could feel something brewing under the surface, a tension stretching out in front of both of you.
You look up at him, then back at the street ahead, your fingers tightening around your bag. Bucky stops the steamroller of emotions, pulling you down an alley just away from the business of the sidewalk. You come begrudgingly, and he can feel you tremble a little as he moves you.
“Come on, talk to me. You’ve been uncomfortable since the ‘husband’ comment.” Bucky pushes, watches you look down at your shoes, glancing towards the busy street. Your fingers work at the ring again, spinning it around the digit, like you weren’t sure what to do with yourself.
“I just,” Your face scrunches, words struggling to break free from their confines. Lip once again being worried at by your teeth. “I never know what to say.”
Bucky tilts his head, understanding washing over him.“You can correct them. It’s not going to hurt my feelings. I am not your husband.”
“But you’re also my boyfriend.” You rub your face. It was still something you were all getting used to. Not wanting to explain things, letting people make assumptions, without letting the guilt fester. “I am still getting used to this.” You gesture to the air. “I love both of you, it’s just-” He can see something cracking behind your eyes. “I’ve been with Steve for a long time, and you kind of fall into patterns with each other. It’s not like he doesn’t take care of me, or love me, or take me on dates. This is just so new, and I don’t know how to feel.” Eyes watering as you finally look up at him, all your emotions held behind your irises.
Bucky carefully sets the bags down between his feet and cups your face. “Hey, hey,” He says your name twice, thumbs catching any stray tears. “It’s going to feel different, and weird, and new.” You look up at him, eyes still shining. “But we will figure it out. Let yourself feel things, even if they are scary.”
You huff, but nod, watching you gain back your composure. “Fine.” Still fidgeting with your hands. “Is it weird to feel bad? Like, that Steve isn’t here?”
He can’t help but kiss your forehead, taking a moment to think about it. “I don’t think so, but also, we aren’t hiding it from him. We talked to him this morning, told him what we were doing.”
“Yeah, we did. He sounded happy.” You lean against Bucky a little, his arms wrapping around your smaller frame. Body moulding against him, taking comfort in each other's warmth. “I miss him, but I also want to enjoy time with you.”
“I miss him too. I want him to be here. But we can enjoy ourselves too.” He murmurs against the top of your head. “What do you think Steve would say if we phoned him right now?”
That gets a small laugh from you. “Well, he was going to take the day off.” A smile flickers across your lips, and you put your hands on your hips. “Probably that he was sleeping, and to stop missing him cause he is going to feel bad.”
Bucky returns the chuckle, grabbing your hand and the bags to start back on the path to the cafe. “That sounds like Steve. We will have times where it’s just the two of us with each other, and times when it’s all of us.”
“Doesn’t mean we don’t miss the one missing,” You reply, your shoulders straightening out, your stride matching up with his. The mood lifts as the two of you continue to walk.
“Exactly,” He leans down to kiss your cheek, which has both of you smiling a little brighter. His heart was a little lighter, knowing that you both were still getting used to the dynamic. “Now tell me what kind of desert you want. “
You must have fallen asleep on the way home from dinner, it had been a whirlwind of a day, Bucky had kept you on your toes. It had been a long time since you’d been out for a full day, much less been brought to several shops and spoiled. So, when the car stopped, you barely woke up, one eye peering at the city lights. It was quiet, not quite dark, the evening sun making the place sparkle. Could just make out neighbous down the way. They must have been having a get together.
“You awake, babydoll.” Bucky leans over and kisses your cheek. The way he says your pet names, making heat pool in your stomach, how his lips are soft and gentle. Being with him was thrilling in so many different ways.
Snuffling a little, you stretch out, not wanting to move.“I think so, didn’t mean to fall asleep.”
Bucky is already getting out to open the door for you. You let him help you out of the car, and he grabs the bags, swatting your hands from grabbing anything. He had been doing that all day, you weren’t surprised. Steve did the same thing. The parallels of both men had been striking, and the difference just as much so. It made your heart skip, both of them treating you so well. Steve liked to plan things out, detail things and times. Bucky was a little more of a chaos gremlin, he liked to go where his eyes took him. Which meant that you’d visited four cafes and eaten way too many treats.
The two of you make your way into the house, bags and shoes abandoned by the door. Rex came over immediately. The neighbor’s teen liked to come take care of him if you were out for the day. The new stuffed toy is evidence of their visit.
Bucky moves around the kitchen, grabbing water glasses, filling two of them and handing one to you. “Think we should call it night?”
You take a sip and nod, “Yeah, was a busy day. Someone dragged me all over town.”
He chuckles at that, filling your water glass back up. You give Rex some scratches before letting him outside, filling up his food and water bowl. Checking your phone, you see a message from Steve, hoping you both have a good evening. Your face flushing as you bit at your thumb, reading it. Seeing that Bucky’s replied with a few photos of the two both out together.
“Missing him?” Bucky says quietly, coming over to lean over your shoulder as you text Steve back. Letting him know that you’re both home.
Turning in his arms, you kiss him softly, the two of you holding on to one another for a moment. You break away, leaning against his chest.
“I always miss him, miss both of you,” You reply honestly, looking up into those eyes that seem to see into your soul.
Bucky cups your face, thumbs rubbing along your cheeks. “I do too.” He kisses you again, drawing you closer to him. “Come on, let’s get Rex in. Then I want you in our bed.”
Your face flushes, “Want me to put something you bought me on?” Unable to help how you wiggle back and forth in anticipation.
A mischievous grin crosses his face, his eyes wandering over your body. "Surprise me. I’ll be up in a few.”
You try to lie out, pose, something to feel slightly more sexy, instead of how you were feeling, which was uncomfortable and a little awkward. The purple lace and straps hugged your shape in ways that you weren’t familiar with. Nothing crazy fancy, but cute and a little more risque than your usual skintone set. It wasn’t like you never wore lingerie or other skimpy outfits before. It was just the first time you’d worn something like this for him, for Bucky. It made you feel raw, exposed, in ways that were so different than when you were with Steve.
Steve knew your body inside and out. Bucky knew your heart, how you thought, but he didn’t know this. Not just the two of you, it had been years since you’d been with anyone besides Steve. You’d seen the girls Bucky dated, who had hung off him, they were nothing like you. They were the direct opposite of you. Without Steve here, your confidence was definitely wavering, feeling anxiety prick at the back of your head like cold water
Then you remember the look on his face when you pulled out this set of lingerie. How his cheeks had gone pink and his eyes widened. The way he held your hand as you walked through the city. Opened doors for you, eyes never away from you. How he reassured you constantly about wanting to be there. Your fingers cross your face, a grin spreading, this was still new and fresh, and was going to be filled with anxiety. It didn’t mean it couldn’t be enjoyable.
A knock on the door has your head turning, trying to adjust one final time before he comes in. Bucky pushes the door open, muttering promises to Rex that he would be allowed in afterwards. His eyes land on you, and you can hear his breath hitch as he looks you over.
“Wow,” Bucky whispers, as he stands there and looks at you for a moment. “I knew you’d look good in it, but damn sweetheart, you look amazing.”
You try not to hide your face as you turn pink, one hand running self consciously over your stomach. Trying not to drag the blanket over the top of you. “Yeah? I wasn’t sure.”
He’s moving over to you, sliding down onto his knees in front of you, hands cupping your face. Whispering your name, “I am losing my words here. Stole my whole train of thought.”
That gets a giggle out of you, leaning forward to kiss him, pulling him closer. His big calloused hand slides down your shoulder along your arms, it makes you shiver. Fingers sliding into his hair, you pull him closer, urging him to get onto the bed with you.
Bucky pulls back, a small grin spreading across his face, eyes roaming down over your face and across your chest. “Not yet, got to take you in first.”
Your hands cover your face, peeking through your fingers, just to see him smirking back at you. His hands dragging your own away from your face. “You’ve seen me naked before, Buck.”
His eyes roll as he kisses your nose quickly. “Not like this, I haven’t. Going to take my time, make you squirm a little.”
Standing, he carefully grabs one leg and positions you so that you’re lying across the bed. Feet point towards you, your thighs rubbing together in anticipation. You sit up, sliding forward and help him unbutton his shirt; it was only fair. Your eyes raking down over his body, he wasn’t lean like an athlete, but curved and carved from years of hard work. Muscle used and fueled by working hard every day of his life. Had you wanting to taste every bit of skin he had.
He lowers himself onto his knees, hands coming up to grasp your right foot, his calloused fingers making you wiggle as he runs up over them. You try not to giggle as he tickles the underside of your foot, going over your ankle, fingers firm enough to bend metal but soft enough to make you blush.
“Been thinking about this for longer than you know,” Bucky murmurs, just loud enough for you to hear. “What would it be like to have you laid out for me like this.”
Hands moving from your calf, rubbing and feeling each muscle before going up to your knee. Fingers tracing veins, marks, and freckles that he found. His eyes never stop watching your face, seeing every reaction to his touch. You feel like he is peeling you open, learning every bit of you, even some you didn’t know about.
“Didn’t think I’d ever be here,” You reply, trying not to rush him, to let him take his time. “Told myself,” You shudder as he traces a sensitive spot behind your knee. “It wasn’t meant to be.”
Bucky places kisses along the inside of your knee before going to the left, starting from your ankle up to your knee, again. Shoulders carefully pushing your legs open, as he runs one hand up each leg. Stopping to look at you again. He smirks as his hands move up over the top of your hips, pulling you closer to him. Your eyes draw to the way the dark tattoo swirls around his wrist and up over his well defined arms.
“Me too, knew how happy you were.” Bucky bites his lip, like he is surprised he is saying this. “Didn’t stop me from thinking about it. More than I should have, when I shouldn’t have been. You, Steve-” He lets out a breath, a hand running through his hair.
Your eyebrows go up as you roll your hips a little, feeling heat and want spreading out from your center. Wanting to hear him say it, knowing his fantasies were similar to your own. “Us together? Or Separate? With you?”
His blue eyes meet yours as his hands move from your hips and slip under your ribs. Bucky’s large body covers yours as he comes closer to you. “All of the above,”
You lean down, cupping his face so that you can kiss him, feeling his own obvious need pushing against you. “What do you think now? Is it like what you imagined?”
Fingers find and unclasp your bra, not letting it slide down just yet, instead watching how the straps fall down your shoulders. Eyes tracing how the fabric moves, and your breath snags at the feeling.
“Better than I could have imagined,” He whispers as he pushes the satiny strap down and pulls your bra off. “God, you’re divine, please don’t wake me if I am dreaming.”
You giggle at that, pressing your breasts together and wiggling back and forth. A groan leaves his chest as he leans down to pepper kisses along your collarbone and down over your breast. Laving at the swell of your skin, going down to swirl across your nipples, popping one into his mouth and sucking at it. You curse his name back, arching up as your hand grips his hair.
“The way you say my name,” Bucky moans, licking down over the sternum. “Gonna have me losing it just rutting against this bed.”
Whimpering and squirming as he nips at the skin just under your breast, leaving small marks down across your abdomen. Before going back up along your sternum, leaving half circles of bruises around each of your breasts. It made your cunt pulse with need, you knew your panties would be soaked and wrecked from just his touches.
“Oh, none of that,” You just manage to get out, as he starts to kiss and nip at your stomach. “Want to feel you, Bucky, please.”
He licks around your belly button, making you squirm and whine. Everything is heightened with every touch, lighting little fires with every touch, kiss and nip. “We’ll get there, baby. But first, I am taking off these panties and having a taste.”
Looping his fingers into your panties, he drags them down your legs, kissing his way back up. The man was going to murder you with teasing. You try and stay still, but goddamnit, you wanted to feel him now. He kisses where your thigh and mound meet, making you whine and push up against him. His hands splay across your thighs and onto your stomach, a wicked look on his face as he kisses down over your mound. The burn of his beard makes you tremble as he goes lower. He kisses your clit once, and you almost feel ashamed at how fast your orgasm is building.
“That’s it,” Bucky moans, one hand keeping you in place, while the other spreads you open. “Fuck, you taste like heaven.”
You lose your words as he sucks at your clit, fingers moving lower to stroke over your hole. Already pushing down against him, your fingers moving to grip at his head as you push against his face. Letting yourself surrender to just the feeling of him, how his lips move on your body, and his fingers carefully pushing inside you. Trying to hold onto the feeling, to remember something you had been carving for so long. It’s like he is slowly unravelling you with every lick, suck and moan.
“Going to scream this whole house down,” Bucky muses, as two fingers push in and out in a perfect rhythm that makes you start to see stars. His moans vibrating against your core, your fingers scraping against his scalp.
“D-don’t stop,” You mewl, feet scrambling against the sheets as you try and fail to get leverage. “M’so close.”
He groans at your words, moaning when you pull at his hair, his pacing picking up as he scissors you open. Licking and sucking at your clit until you can’t hold it anymore. You're crying Bucky’s name as your body convulses on the bed, pushing at his head as you feel waves roll over you. It’s too much, your body being overwhelmed by the sensation.
“Buck-buck-bucky,” You whine, squirming as you feel yourself gush against the bed. “It’s too much.”
Bucky finally relents, leaning back and licking his lips, like he just ate the most delicious meal. He kisses your clit just once before carefully removing his fingers from you. The emptiness makes you clench and mumble pathetically about being empty.
“Sweetheart. Fuckin’ amazin’,” Bucky moans, kissing along your stomach and up to your face. His fingers that were just inside you, dancing over the top of your breast, then up to your jaw.
You don't hesitate to sit up and lean down to suck on his fingertips, watching the way his already dark eyes go darker. A giggle leaves you as his mouth falls open. You suck on them and swirl your fingers over the digits, watching his hips grind into the sheets.
“Just as dirty as your husband,” Bucky grins. You lick at his fingers before your hands move to his pants to push them down.
The two of you make short work of his clothes, you push him down on the bed and climb on top of his thick legs. You are already trembling as you push down and rock against him, letting his thick cock drag between your bodies. The slick between your thighs has you both sliding along the other. Buck’s hands grip your hips, guiding you to rock against him. You lean down and capture his lips with your own, pace picking up as you grind harder. Feeling each vein and rigid, making you nearly desperate.
“You feel so good,” You moan as the head of dick catches on your opening. “Bare? Or?”
Bucky doesn’t hesitate to grab a condom from the drawer, he rips it open, and you grab it from him. Reaching between you to roll it down, and fuck, he is big, Steve is long, and Bucky is thick. Stroking it a few times before you line him up. He takes over, guiding your hips slowly, letting you feel every inch of him. The stretch is almost too much, even with all the slickness, you can feel yourself spreading open. You try to let gravity do some of the work, but god, it’s so much. Bucky squeezes your hips, holding you there for a moment.
“Breath, sweetheart,” Bucky rubs small circles into your hips, his chest glistening with sweat as he holds himself back. “Almost there-ohmygod- the way you grip me - aghn.”
Your lips are bitten raw as you let out a breath through your nose, head tipping back as you finally rest flush against his hips. Body shaking as you take it all in, it feels so good, and so different, that it makes your head spin. You want to move, and experiment by rolling and lifting your hips up a little, a gasp leaving your throat.
“Fuck your thick,” You shudder against him. Several breaths in and you start to move, and there is no way back.
His fingers dig into your hips as he guides you, short, steady thrusts as you roll your hips in small circles. One hand moves from your hips up to your breast, needing and gripping your breast. Fingers twisting your nipple, making you whimper. You lean down to catch his lips, it's not as soft this time, it's raw and hungry. Wanting to be inside the other at the same time. His hips start to move faster, both of your legs shaking with need.
Pulling back he groans, gripping onto what he can as he watches you. “Oh god, baby. Keep doing that, I am not gonna last.”
You grin and start to work your hips in fast movements, rocking up and down as you swivel your hips. Thighs aching with the motions, but it only spurs you forward. His hands will leave bruises, and you can't wait to see them. The way his face goes lacks as he lets you ride him towards the finish. His hips start to piston up faster, arms wrapping you against his chest.
“I can’t stop,” Bucky whimpers, and you grip onto him, kissing him as deeply as possible. Tongues pushing against one another.
Rolling you onto your back, he hikes your legs up onto his shoulders and slides deep into you. His hips fucking into you almost violently, one of his hands pinning yours above your head as he leans down to latch onto one of your nipples. You can feel your own release start to come as he tips your hips to hit that spot.
“Oh-oh-oh fuck, m’close,” You whine, struggling without effort against his hands, trying to get enough friction to get your there. Body tensing with need, as he fucks you with abandon, that makes you see stars
Bucky pulls off your nipple, kissing under your ear, “Come with me, right there.” He whispers your name, and you can’t stop yourself.
Your back arches as you clench and spasm around him, body going taut as you cry out his name. His mouth covering yours as he slams his hips deep inside you, even with the condom, you could feel him spilling deep inside you. There are no words left, mind going blank at the feeling, his hand leaves your wrists, and you cling onto him. Wanting him to stay there, not wanting to be empty just yet.
Gently, Bucky lets himself rest against your chest, carefully letting your legs down, his arms wrapping around you. You let out a content sigh, fingers moving up to card through his hair, moving it off his face, watching the crease there soften. Eyes closed as you both just revel in the blissed out come down.
“Y’okay?” Bucky slurs, one eye opening to look at you.
Nodding your head, you giggle. “Yeah, I am-” You try to find words for the feeling. “Floaty, jesus Buck.”
He chuckles, holding you close and peppering you with soft kisses. You melted into him, body pliant against his chest, listening to his thundering heartbeat. There wasn’t much thought, just warmth, achiness in a pleasant way. Your brain is still trying to catch up with all of it. Bucky’s warm hand rubbing up along your spine, dipping against each spot, over your shoulders and down along your arms. It almost tickled, making you squirm a little.
“Going to roll you off me,” Bucky whispers against your cheek, you nod, not able to find the energy to speak. Big hands carefully laying you out onto cool sheets, you’d probably need to change the sheets, but that could wait.
You watch Bucky get up, condom tied off and dropped in the bathroom trash. The faucet is running as you shiver a little, feeling the sweat now cool on your skin, eyes struggling to stay open. Bedroom door was open so that Rex could tromp in, coming over to smell you briefly with a huff before lying on his bed. Bucky comes over and carefully opens your legs to gently clean you. You hiss a little, the area is still incredibly sensitive from the activity.
“Did I hurt you?” Bucky asks softly, as he tosses the towel into the basket, one hand resting gently on the inside of your thigh. Looking at you with concern in his eyes. He grabs you a glass of water, disappearing to come back with tylenol.
You reach for him after having some water, pulling him into bed, “No, god, no. Buck. Just tender t’is all.”
Bucky snuggles you close, dragging the blankets up and killing the lights. “Can always tell me if it’s too much.”
“Not too much, promise, promise.” You sigh, starting to drift as he surrounds you. “Love you, Bucky.”
He kisses the top of your head, “Love you too.”
Chapter 10
Author's note: Steve's coming home next chapter...
