DARKSIDE OF THE MOON: Dark!Reed Richards x Fem!Reader x Dark!Sue Storm
Life's good, you are in the best university of NYC, you have friends, the position of TA, and a brilliant career in front of you. Things at Baxter University couldn’t get any better until it received the most prestigious professor there was, Reed Richards. HIm and his wife Sue are the hottest, smartest couple in the entire galaxy. It was a dream when they set their eyes on you for you to join them…, but everything has a darkside…
Bucky Barnes x Reader
Stories
My love, his duty: King!Bucky Barnes x Queen!Reader DISCONTINUED
A princess in your own right, you were sent by your father to marry the King when you became of age. The waiting had extended indefinitely as you waited in your castle hearing tales of the filardered you had as a betrothed
Entertaining yourself among horse riding, sword training, and all the books and advisors you can have, you wait patiently. Losing all hopes, you send him a nude painting of yourself, confident that he will never see it, nor it will interest him, oh how wrong you were.
You were called upon court, to be finally betrothed to your new King
Best deal ever: Mob!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader
DISCONTINUED
James Buchanan Barnes was one of the bigger mobsters in New York City, sadly for you, you must be the only person that didn’t know that, sadly enough he didn’t just gave you an incredible moment, he gave you a positive pregnancy test
Hotel California://COMPLETE Dark!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader
You came to this small and secluded town in search of independence and a new life, but of that you'll only get one, as the song says, “you can check out any time you like, but you can never leave”
The Bodyguard: Bodyguard!Steve Rogers x Actress!FemReader
DISCONTINUED
After a couple of death threats you had gotten, your manager, Valkyrie, thought it was imperative you get a bodyguard, so there he was, Steve Rogers. There wasn't long before you two got entangled with each other, as you tried to navigate your acting career, and this loving and very sexual relationship with him
The New Line: //COMPLETE
Bucky Barnes x FemaleReader Ft. Steve Rogers
You decided not to tell Steve you were pregnant since you didn't want to distract him in his big mission, you never thought that he would never be coming back from it. Or at least, he wasn't going to get back to you
Lucky for you, Bucky was there, and he was going to be there for you, you will draw a new line, together
Our Thing:// COMPLETE MobBoss!Steve Rogers x ItalianMobGrandaughter!FemReader x MobBoss! Bucky Barnes
Part II Part III
The one that was supposed to be the best day of your life turned into a nightmare as your new husband bosses decided you were too good for Peter
ONESHOTS
Take me out (Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader)
The Golden girl and the Golden boy (Steve Rogers x Odinsdottir!Reader Ft Protective Brother Loki)
600 followers challenge (requests)
Winter soldier + size kink
Bucky Barnes + proposal + metal arm "acceptance"
Alpha!Beefy!Bucky + Omega!Reader
Bucky Barnes + degradation kink + Jefferson
Angel!SteveRogers + Human!Reader + Demon!Ransom
Dark!Wintersoldier + Dark!FemWinterSoldier
If not now then when? (Bucky x Reader x Nat)
"Youngblood" for Sunshinebuckybarnes' Jukebox challenge (SoftDark!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader)
“You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave!”
Title: Hotel California
Summary: You came to this small and secluded town in search of independence and a new life, but of that you'll only get one, as the song says, “you can check out any time you like, but you can never leave”
Warnings: DARK!FIC cursing, Angst, Kidnapping, Non-Con, Dub-con, grooming, pet play, humiliation, drugging, alcohol consumption, Housewive kink (?)Daddy kink, pet names, Skeevy characters, all time creepiness, people very friendly and very creepy, stalking, age gap (Bucky is 39, reader is mid 20´s)
more tags will be added by chapter, slow at first but heat is comming
You have been warned, please do not proceed if you are not comfortable
Word Count Total: 2.4k
Notes: It's my first publication! I'm kinda nervous. I must say English is not my first language, I hope you enjoy it.
*I made the Header and the spacer, with pictures I found on google! If you want to use it, I'd be honored, just let me know :)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Alternative ending
Prologue
How did you end up here? in a small town in the middle of the mountains, away from your family, your friends and everything you knew. You looked at the man beside you and suddenly you remembered. You moved in here on your own will, you wanted to.
So were so excited
So innocent
So naive
So inclined, so desperate to make friends, to fit in in this cute little town, so committed to be a part of it, a good neighbour, and now that you accomplished it, you realised this is not what you wanted, not like this.
Not like this
But your fleeting moment of lucidity was gone, you felt Bucky hard gaze on you so you turned it off, back to being his good little housewife, his pet, his whore. You knew he wouldn't stop until every part of you, even those fleeting minutes of your day, were gone, that you were totally gone and replace by this thing he created
“Doll” his mindless little fuckdoll, that's what you were. You looked at him batting your eyelashes, trying to look as cute as you could
“Yes, daddy?” your own voice made you sick, but it tasted just as sweet, it tasted like survival, like accomplishment, like the worst part was over and you could finally surrender to him every piece of you
“You love me?” those damn eyes, that puppy face he gave you
Chapter Warnings: pregnancy, manipulation, gaslighting, the usual creepiness, very tamed actually
+18 MINORS DNI
Word Count (Chapter): 2,4 k
Notes: Well, this is it, the end of the line, it’s amazing to be finishing the very first story I posted on this site, it’s been a wild ride!
I will be posting an alternative ending for this story, because I'm a sucker for a happy ending… but, this is it! Thank you all for reading!!
“It’s a boy!” said Bruce, smiling tenderly as he moved the wand softly over your goo-covered belly. You felt Bucky’s grip tightening in your hand
“Really?” Of course he was excited, you looked at him and his eyes were shiny. You looked back at the monitor and you couldn’t help but feel a warmth heating your chest at the sight of your baby, your son.
Your son
Gods
You were scared to become a mother, you never even thought of it, and you looked at Bucky again, he had made you get pregnant, he kidnapped you and abused you. But the fire that burned of hate towards him had dimmed, it wasn't there with the same intensity
He had punished you just right, he had trained you, groomed you, taken your will to even call for help for the receptionist of Bruce’s consult. And then you looked back at the monitor, just in time for Bruce to turn on the volume, and you could hear the fast beating of his heart
“He sounds strong” Bucky said proudly
“Well he looks strong, and healthy” Bruce said looking right at you and you just smiled. “Congratulations mom”
“A boy,” he said, dreamly, as he closed the front door behind you. He hugged you then, wrapping his strong arms around you, kissing your temple, “A little boy” you just giggled, forgetting everything for a second as you let yourself be wrapped by him
“What do you want for dinner? I’ll get you whatever you want!” he cheered, and you thought long and hard
“I really want some eh well, pasta” he smiled a cradled you in his arms again and leaned in to kiss your cheek
“See how good things can be when you are good?” he purred in your ear, and your skin instantly turned to ice, goosebumps traveling down your arms. For a second, for a single second you forget how all of this went down
And now 5 months pregnant? You are never going to flee from his grasp, and less of it when you have a newborn
Was it really that bad? you wondered, you wanted the small town life, you moved to your dream little town, you met a handsome man that loved you (psychotically) and wanted to take care of you, maybe he did knew better
You were having his baby, and for his sake, for you child's sake, you had to totally comply to Bucky, you have to surrender everything you had to him, you will not allowed your son to grew up watching this sick dynamic, your baby was growing up in a beautiful house, loved by their parents, their will no suffer the way you did.
Their will have a normal life
Even if it was the last thing you did
So you faked a smile and walked behind him to the kitchen cradling your belly
“After lunch we have that thing at Wanda’s” he said softly, and you looked at him surprised
“We are going out?”
“It’s a baby shower, for you and Wanda” he said with a soft smile
“That was close” muttered a voice, enjoying the view to the street from the cafe. “How did you escape him this time?”
“That sick bastard almost finishes the job” she said against his steamy cup of coffee
“Why didn´t he?”
“I told him not to fuck with me” Sharon said simply, “He has a new toy, so I wouldn´t fuck him up if he leaves me alone, that I had someone monitoring all of my moves in case something happens to me”
“And you are going to let her be abused by him, and played around with?”
“That is not my problem” she said simply, “She can get out just like I did”
“You are a damned survivor”
“I can’t figure out who told him I was here in New York though” she whispered, eyeing his “friend”
“Well I certainly didn’t”
“I know, you don’t even know him” she said simply
“I still think we should do something”
“He has the police all over the state under his control, if we notify them it's just going to be worse for her, and if we call the FBI or something, it will take months”
“Still…”
“He told me all about her” she said bitterly, “He says that he is going to give him kids, a family, perhaps she is not as trapped as we think” The man across from her could only sigh
“I won’t do nothing if you don’t”
“If I do, he knows how to find me, and he’ll come back and kill me”
“I understand”
“It took everything I had to escape him”
“How did you…?” Sharon eyed his friend cutiosly
“I manage to escape the house, that is surrounded by trees, I was barefoot and my foot got trapped in a root or something I fell over a small precipice and hit my head, I lost consciousness,” she took a long breath and took a sip of her coffee, “I woke up covered in dirt, that stupid bastard thought I died and buried me alive”
“What happened next?”
“I started walking and never stopped, until I found a interstate highway” she said, “It took me a day and half, and a van full of hippies found me, they gave me clothes and took me to the nearest bus stop, I bought a ticket for New York city and never looked back”
“We need to tell someone, we need to tell the FBI”
“Nobody is going to believe me” she said bitterly, “I tried, apparently I have a wrap sheet, I was trouble when I was a kid, so nobody will take me seriously”
“I’ll find the right person for you to talk to” he promised, “and we will help this girl”
"Like I said, she can find her own way out"
“Oh darling! you look so sweet!” Wanda shrieked, as she saw you for the first time in months, and she herself was about to pop, with an 8 month pregnancy
“Wanda!” you let yourself get hugged tightly by her, or however it turned out when your bellies collided, not letting had a proper embrace. Even if she was an accomplice to all of this, she still meant a comfort for you, you still did consider her a friend, a victim to all of this
“I brought this for you sweetheart” she purred, giving you a gift wrapped in baby blue paper, “Some little birdie told me he is a boy, like my twins, that’s so exciting!”
“I brought you something too” Buccky got it, he still didn’t trust you enough and you exchanged gifts.
Seeing your house again was triggering, tears rolled down your face and you really did have a couple of flashbacks, but you had to keep it together. If Bucky realized this he would ever let you go out again, he would never let you get out of the house. So you just looked the other way driving up the street until your house was no longer there to see.
If Bucky had seen your tears he didn’t made a comment about it, he only smiled at you and gave you a blue bag
“Thanks Wanda, you are so sweet,” you looked down at your belly, a bittersweet taste inside your mouth
The small party goes by like always, laughing, internal jokes, a barbeque in Wanda’s smallest backyard. Everyone is sitting outside, enjoying the cold, beautiful spring days. Everyone was more concentrated in you and Wanda though, talking about pregnancy and babies, and baby names. Congratulations in everyone's mouths and extrange hands cressing you without permission. You slapped a few, like Nat’s or Thor’s in the excuse that you were tickly, but you just couldn’t stand
“You decided on names yet?” you asked Wanda, and she smiled widely, caressing her big belly
“One is Billy, and the other Thomas” she sid, smiling at Vision
“And yours?” asked this time Steve, looking straight at you
“Ours is going to be named Henry” said Bucky proudly, passing his metal arm around your shoulders. You smiled in an affirmative way, even though this was the first time you even heard about baby names. You didn’t care anyways, and Henry was a good name, an historical, empowering name.
Steve eyed you and Bucky with jealousy.
He couldn’t believe his best friend of years, even after all he did for you both, he wouldn’t let him get a taste from you, his sweet girl.
He felt betrayed
Comforted only by the promise of his friend to help him get a girl for himself, that was a long shot and even if he could… She wouldn't be you, wouldn’t she?
She wouldn’t be you with your eyes and your nervous smile, and your scared look, and your freaking mouth sucking him dry. He looked at you with that melancholic look in your eye you got whe you thought no one was watching you, the way you caressed your baby bump… ohhh that gorgeous baby bump. You looked so beautiful pregnant.
He wanted his own family, his own little housewife and his own baby.
And since he couldn’t have you, perhaps he would take on his friend's word for help to get his own girl, his own doll.
It was already nightfall when you got into Bucky’s huge truck and drove back, passing by your house again.
You remembered how happy you were, so excited to have this new start and this new life, how you wanted to make all of these new friends, and be a most important part of a smaller community.
You’ve been such an idiot
You wished you stayed in New York, an ant in a ant colony, a grain of sand in a beach, invisible, only important for those you deemed important
You cried then, you sobbed with Bucky by your side. He only reached for you, squeezing your thigh in a comforting way
“It’s ok baby,let it all out” he said softly
Inside of the insanity of it all, you appreciated that he didn’t say anything and just let you get out of the truck, and walked slowly inside the house. You only wanted to rest, needed to rest.
You finally managed to get some time alone and laid on the bed you shared with Bucky, alone, but it didn’t last long, he showed up moments later. You were so tired all the time, well, you were growing a human inside you but still, your feet hurt, and you felt completely defeated in all the senses of the word. You has stopped crying, only to feel a numbness all the way inside your soul
Bucky looked at you with a smile as you caressed your belly mindlessly
“It was a good day, wasn’t it?” he said with a shy smile
“Yes it was” you croaked, your voice sore, “THank but, I’m sorry, I’m so tired” he just sat right by your feet on the bed, and gently he grabbed both of your, and removed your shoes and your socks, to take your feet in his hands and started massaging
You let out a soft moan when you completely melted in Bucky’s magical hands, that this time were working for your benefit and not for your punishment.
“Thank you” you murmured over and over as you let yourself relax on the bed
“Anything for you Doll” he said gently, and just like that you gave in into him, into his touch
Thought about escaping had completely left your mind, you didn’t even decide on it, they just left. What was in the front of your mind now ws taking care of your unborn baby, yourself, and also, to take care of Bucky, to keep him well and happy. If you keep him happy, you’ll be happy, you won’t be punished, and your living will be as free as he could allow you, and that was your own relief. To be as normal as possible as you prepared for the arrival of your firstborn.
Bucky and you had settled in a almost healthy dinamic, you put on the dresses he bought you, he would prepare your breakfast and then he would work around the house or in his garage in toher’s people cars, and you would prepare lunch, prepare something delicious for a nice tea time, and then you would almost make dinner. You know how happy this made him, you actually being some sort of housewife and taking care of him while you “baked” his baby in you. It was 6 months now and you were getting bigger by the day, but strangely, you had more energy as well.
He had reacted well at your disposition, and he had brought you thousands of design magazines, promising that you could pick whatever you wished for the nursery, and for every room of the house if you wanted to, and that, to dedicate a few hours of your day foro design, had brought you a piece of your soul back.
Today you had made his favorite, with an apple pie for dessert, you even convinced him to buy some delicious vanilla ice cream to put over the steamy pie that just got out of the oven
Bucky was seated at the head of the table, waiting for you with a big smile as you had the pie in your hands. If someone would take a picture right now, it would capture something right out of a 50’s housewife magazine, the perfect picture
“Looks delicious doll, did you put cinnamon on it?” With a pliant smile, you just nodded
“Yes daddy” you said firmly, your smile didn't even flinch
You heard the dim sound of the radio in the kitchen, your favorite song was playing, Hotel California By the Eagles, hell, how long has it been since you last heard it? And a flashback-like memory crossed your mind, of that fateful day you arrived in this god forsaken town
“Last thing I remember, I was running for the door”
You managed to keep smiling as a tear fell from your eye and crossed your cheek to your chin
“I had to find the passage back to the place I was before”
Your hands shook, but still, you managed to stay in the perfect pose, as you dropped the pie by his side for him to cut and cradled your swollen belly
“Relax” said the night man, we are programmed to receive””
You felt Bucky´s hard gaze upon you, but you couldn't look at him, he preferred you looked down with your head tilted, as a sign of submission
“You can check-out any time you like, But you can never leave!”
Chapter Warnings: Cursing, explicit sex, cum kink (?), cream pie, cumplay, breeding, mentions and use of a plug, taking a pregnancy test, riding, slapping, choking, Dub-con, pain infliction un purpose, forced pregnancy
+18 please. MINORS DNI
Word Count (Chapter): 2.6k
Notes: I really enjoyed writing this particular scene, even if small compared to what he had done, she gets a little revenge on him. It will surprised you all the warning and who they are for jijiji
“I´m sorry!” you repeated again, like a mantra, as he pounded into you, “I´m sorry”
“I don't believe you” he grunted again, grabbing you by the neck and keeping pressed against the bed, “The only way I´m going to trust you again is when you are so swollen with my baby you won't be able to run from me”
“Please Bucky” you cried, but that made it worse, since he tightened his grip on your neck, providing you from breathing as he pounded into you more roughly
“I was certainly too soft on you it appears” he grunted. You moaned painfully when he rolled his hips, hitting your cervix
“It hurts” you cried
“Good” he grunted, he kept pounding into you until he was still, moaning your name and spilling his seed that painted your inner walls. He waited seated inside of you for what seemed hours, but were only short minutes
When he finally took himself off of you, he left you there, opened up, and spend on the bed.
This was the third day since he locked you up in the basement again. He would come down here to fuck you hard, making sure every drip of his spend was inside of you, and then he left you alone to wallow in your “transgressions”
“I´m sorry, daddy…” you panted
“That's it” he praised, “You see, you say you are sorry, but you don't show it…” you opened your eyes to look at him
“What do you want, daddy?” you asked, you would give everything to be back in his good graces
“For you to realise that this is where you belong” he said firmly, “in my bed, all fuck out by me, dripping with my cum, waiting to be bred”
“I'm sorry” you cried again, because having a kid terrified you to your core, “I don't want to be a mommy yet” you cried
“And I told you I wanted to” he grunted, fixing his pants, “And you are my little housewife, you do as I tell you, your job is to please me”
“I'm sorry daddy” you repeated, you led you hands down, towards your intimacy, and when you touched his cum coming out of you, you winced when your overstimulated pussy lips throbbed. He chuckled, but he leaned into you as he slapped your hands away
“You know what to do,” And as tears run down your cheeks, you grab the plug that rested near your head, where Bucky has thrown it. When you had the silicon plug in your hands, you looked at him with puppy eyes, “Need help darling?” you nodded. He climbed into the bed again and between your open legs. You offered the plug and he grabbed it with a wide smile on his face. He took it to his own mouth, and he licked it until it was glistening with his spit, and then, he shoved it up your abused folds. Keeping his copious amounts of cum inside of you
It was a silly theory, but he said he wanted to keep all his cum inside of you, so you´ll get pregnant as soon and as fast as possible
“I'm scared” you confessed to him
“Of me?” he asked, not being able to hide his surprise. You shook your head, but took your hands to your stomach. He smiled softly, and leaned into you to kiss you, “You are going to be such a good mommy” he purred, “Can´t wait to see you growing big with my baby”
He kissed you and left you there alone again, with a tray filled with food, but it wasn’t enough, you were starting to feel way too cupped up, locked up, and that was going to trigger your claustrophobia way too quickly, you told him that, but he didn’t care
He left you there, locked up in the basement, he wouldn’t even let you peek upstairs, not even for a quick meal, or anything really, you were totally screwed.
Every time you heard him coming downstairs you put up the biggest smile you had, and you tried to be as calm and as pleasing as you could, and you actually started to fear the moments you knew he was going to leave you. You didn’t want to be alone, you wanted him to take you with him. But it was like a sick game, the longer you’d ask him to do it, the longer you were going to stay here.
Days turn into weeks, and you couldn’t dare to say months, but they did, you had been here, according to little scratches in the corner of the room, 8 weeks, and two days. In which Bucky had come everyday without fail, to feed you and fuck you into oblivion.
After a couple of weeks he got more creative, fucking your ass or your mouth as well, but never failed once to cum into your pussy, he wanted to impregnate you and he meant it, and you feared he was taking something to “motivate him” since there where times he could go at it for hours on end, leaving you belly full of him, even a little swollen.
It was sick, it was weird, but you developed a need, a kink to be full of his cum at all hours, you started to crave it, feeling it dripping down your thighs was erotic, it wasn’t long (like after 5 weeks or so) you waited for him with legs wide open, ready fo him to just jummp inside you. You needed him.
It was starting to be a non-stop sick and twisted schedule, he would come at morning, noon, and then well into evening, fuck you, feed you, and then leave
Until one day, it happened…. It all changed
As you were watching him leave the tray of food on a table by the door, you started looking for something in it, he always left a fruit, and it almost crushed you when you saw it was an apple, you craved for something else, something you couldn’t shake.
“Daddy?” he looked at you almost surprised, you wanted something, and you never, ever, asked him for anything
“Yes, doll?” he asked
“I was wondering,” you knew you were on thin ice, but you wanted something and couldn't shake it, “if you could get some…. plums”
“Plums?” he asked weirdly, “You don't like them very much” that was considered as one of your “flaws” by him
“I really want to eat one,” you muttered. Looking at the ground as you played with your fingers. You missed his mischievous smile
“I’ll get you some, doll” he said softly, walking towards you and caressing your cheek, “For tomorrow?” he kissed you sloppily
“Thank you daddy” you purred against his lips
“Show me how thankful” he demanded softly, you smiled widely against him, willing to show him how much you enjoyed his fat cock dragging against your tight walls, hitting just the right spots and then filling you up with his cum.
But after you pleased him as hard as you could, he left, again
Only to come back hours later
“Honey I brought you something” he said softly, calling for your attention. You looked at him without saying a word, curiosity painted all over your face. “For being such a good girl for me,” He took something out of a paper bag you recognize immediately, and tears filled your eyes as Bucky stretched the dress in front of you
It was your favorite dress. A floral print, open shoulders, medium length, cotton, it was simple, but it was your favorite colour and it fits just right
You started crying when Bucky handed it to you. You didn’t know why you were so emotional, but that dress represented everything you missed, some part of your identity, something you thought you had lost. You hugged the fabric like it was a longtime friend
“Doll,” he purred, hugging you tightly, “what’s the matter?”
“I don’t know” you cried against his chest. He caressed you hair softly, “Thank you daddy” you said quickly, thinking he would get upset if you didn’t say so
“You are most welcome my sweet doll” he whispered into your hair
“Don’t leave daddy” you purred. You were acting weird, crying at one point, worried at the other, smilin next
“That's it, come here” he instructed, grabbing you by the arm softly. He took you to the bathroom, making you sit on the toilet. He searched under the sink into a small cabinet, and took something that shook you to your core.
A pregnancy test
“You are going to take this” he said firmly, opening the package, and handing the stick to you. You just nodded
You weren’t particularly religious, less of it the last months, but oh god you wanted to pray now
You didn’t know what was worse, the fact that if you weren’t pregnant you were going to stay locked up down here until you were, or being expecting a little Bucky, so he would cut you some slack again and be back ii his good graces
Both options scared the crap out of you
He stood out of the bathroom to give you some privacy, so you could pee in tranquility
And once you did, close the plastic cap into the stick. Time seemed to go as three times as slow, you kept seating in the closed toilet, as Bucky entered the bathroom
“Did you do it right?” he asked, you only nodded, and he didn't say more as he kept the test in his hand
Silent tears fell from your eyes as you looked at him. He would spend the five minutes with the test in his hand, looking at it like a hawk, and then…
He smiled so widely as he never had seen before, and he finally looked at you, he leaned in and trapped you between his thick arms, cuddling you against his chest.
That could only mean one thing
“My sweet doll is going to give me a baby” he murmured, excited beyond himself, and you couldn’t help but cry silently in his embrace
Of course now that you were pregnant, he took you upstairs again, comfortably in his house, and in the room you shared two months ago, he was beyond himself with happiness, his entire attitude towards you had changed. He always looked at you like you were the most precious thing on the planet, his touches were soft, tender, he sneaked mindless caresses, and won’t make you cook nor fetch stuff for him anymore. You were now made of some fine crystal that could break at any moment
You woke up in the middle of the night, Bucky had an arm chained to your hips, and you could feel him all over your body, his hardon on your ass, but instead of the usual uneasiness that was over you, you felt an incredible pull. Before you knew it, you were rubbing your ass on him, deliciously, you felt his cock twitching
“Doll?” He was surprised, but he didn’t made any attempts to stop you as you straddled him. You moved your underwear aside, and without more theatrics, you impaled yourself in his fat cock, oth of you moaned at the feeling of him rubbing against all the good spots inside your tight walls. He attamped to grab you, touch you, but you wouldn't have that
“No!” You growled and then you slapped his hands away, and he looked at you, surprised, he made another attempt to grab your hips to control the tempo, but again you grabbed both his hands with a strength you didn’t know you had, “I said no” his face was a perfect mix between surprised and… stunned, you took his hands and made him grab the wooden bar in the head of the bed. When he attempted to let go, you slapped him in the face
He growled, like an animal and you grabbed him by the neck and moved slowly on top of him. The moan that left his throat was a tortured one
“Doll” he whispered like a prayer, and with your small hand you attempted to squeeze him, but your best efforts to choke him only made his cock fluttered inside you, you clearly weren't "endangering" him neither threatening like he had with you
“fuck” you were riding him hard, snapping your hips back and forth, making it tight, squeezing him
With all the rage you had stored, you placed your hands on his chest, burying your nails on his skin. He looked at you wide eyed as he hissed from the pain. Then you scratch him, leaving 8 red trails of fury all along his chest. He yelled, a warrior scream as you marked him, but he didn’t attempt to move you or do anything to stop you, as you kept your agonizing pace on top of him
“Sweetheart, I’m gonna cum” he moaned painfully, so you wrapped one of your hands around his neck again, squeezing him again, “shit! Shit!” He cursed and repeated it like a mantra while you kept riding him and choking him
He cummed, you knew because you felt his thick cock stirring inside of you and his deep growl. His powerful arms were so tensed, grabbing the wood of the headboard like a lifeguard, his thick muscles tightened, showing all his might as he tried so hard not to let loose and grab you, just as you commanded him to
When you felt his cum inside of you, You climaxed along with him, both of you moaning in sync. But you kept riding him, chasing your high
“Honey” he called groaning in pain, no doll, no fuck doll, no cockdrunk slut, sweeter pet names for you this time, “fuck it hurts” you know it did, you wanted it to hurt, you wanted to hurt him. But he put a stop to it when he grabbed your hips tightly to make you
You both took long breaths as you recuperated. You were on top of him, gasping as he was under you. Your eyes connected, he was still stunned, as he softly let go of you, his thick arms falling gently against the bed, he still didn’t dare to touch you any further. You took him out of you and you both whimpered at the feeling
He looked at you stunned, and you left him, like nothing had happened and you laid on the bed with your back to him
He kept looking at you, but you didn’t look back nor tried to talk to him, you had left him speechless
What the fuck
What did it get into you?
He looked at your back, stunned
He missed that sweet girl you were, he missed your giggles, your heated cheeks, your smile. When he first met you you were so sweet, so joyful and funny, clever, innocent, naive.
Now you looked at him with a scared deer stare, you flinched every time he moved suddenly next to you, you did pleased him, but you never smiled anymore, or giggled
He had killed you
The only thing he found in your eyes was emptiness, and sometimes fear, that remnant of survival that made you obeyed him
But now you were totally his, he had paid the price, your love, to have you
“Are you going to share me with Steve now that I´m pregnant?” you asked, not daring to look at him, but he stilled his movements, so you knew he had heard you loud and clear
“Sweetheart” he whispered, he leaned into you and kissed your naked shoulder
“Are you?” you asked with a broken voice
“Steve helped us be together” that was a twisted way to look at it, “Don't you think he deserves some fun?” if he could control you and manipulate you, you could do the same
You turned softly to look at him with fresh teary eyes. You grabbed his hand and placed it on your belly. His eyes immediately shined with something tender and he smiled softly
“Please daddy” you whispered, “We only want you” And just like that...
If he could fuck with you, you would fuck him back tenfold. This baby would be your salvation
“Oh my sweet girl” he leaned in and kissed you tenderly, like he used to now, “My baby mommy” he purred against your lips only to devour you again
Chapter Warnings: Some cursing, alcohol consumption, DARK FIC, smut, rough sex, derogatory language, humilliation, choking, choking kink, threats, slapping, crying, use of a knife, blood, minor injury, manhandling, involuntary breeding, breeding kink, in this episode appears people that seemed ok with kidnapping and grooming,
+18 please.
Notes: ok so I wrote this in my phone so it looks a little weird for me, but here it is
“Daddy!” you called, actually relieved to see him again, under Steve’s watchful eyes you ran towards him while he was getting out of his car. He seemed surprised as you pounced over him and straddled him like a koala. “I miss you” you said softly into his ear, as you hid your face on his neck
“I don’t believe you” he said, softly but darkly, and a chill ran down your spine. He walked with you hanging off of him like you weighed nothing, and up the three steps that lead to the main entrance to the house
“Welcome home pal” Bucky dropped you in front of Steve and you landed on your feet out of pure luck, “How did it go?” He asked cheerfully
“A bore, I bet you had more fun in here, right?” He sounded bitter, and you didn’t even know why.
You knew Steve had been talking to him through the phone, he would do so in front of you, but he never let you talk to him. He would say something along the lines of “your doll sends her regards” but nothing else, and that also scared you. They seemed to have some sort of toxic friendship, he would tease him about you, and apparently Bucky believed him
You all got into the house, Steve was clearly in the mood for talking and drinking with his friend, but Bucky looked like he wanted to kick him out, and for once, you wanted Steve to stay and not to leave you alone with him
As soon as Steve closed the door Bucky turned and looked at you like he wanted to kill you.
“Upstairs, now” was the only thing he said, as he started walking. You followed him hastily, not wanting to upset him any further. He stood by the door of his room and let you walk in, to close the door behind you. You shook, you were clearly scared and frightened.
“Daddy?” You asked. His eyes were dark, his face tightened as a marble statue
“Shut up” he growled, and right there you wanted to cry. You stood at the foot of the bed and he walked towards you, “I was working, in the city, and you where here, fucking my best friend, having the time of your life” bitter tears fell off your eyes as you shook your head
“I didn’t” you murmured. He eliminated the distance between you both, grabbed the hem of your dress and ripped it open like it was nothing. You were wearing the most conservative pair of underwear you now owned. But it wasn’t much
“Wearing the fucking underwear I bought you!” He growled, “for him” you shook your head again. It burned your skin when he ripped your underwear as well, “Well I’m here now and i will fuck him off of you” he pushed you into the bed and in a second he was over you. It didn’t give you time to prepare. Your body had been conditioned to desire him, to want him, but this time you were so scared you were cold and dry. He grabbed your hands when you tried to push off of you and with one of his hands he held them against the bed. “Keep them there or you will regret it” you nodded as you did what you were told. With both his hands he pushed your thighs open. He let you go but you kept your posture just like he said while he took his hard cock out of his jeans. You tried to relax but you were scared, so it was hard, he didńpt give time either, and he pushed himself into you, ripping you open without any preparation. It burned like hell and more tears fell from your eyes. You closed your eyes but you opened them again when you felt his big hand slap your face. “Fucking look at me” he growled, and you did. He removed himself from you only to push again inside with more strength. You shrieked because of the pain.
“Why?” you cried, but he slapped you again
“Shut up and take it” you sobbed strongly. But you let him and he grabbed your hip and rammed into you with rage. The bed moving alongside his movements, the headboard hitting against the wall. The burning slowly disappeared, and you welcomed the feeling of pleasure, it was a relief. “Fuck I did miss this cunt, it feels as tight as always” he grunted, still trusting into you
He fuck you roughly until he stilled and growled like a wounded animal, he grabbed you with his metal hand by your neck, choking you.
For the first time ever since you were with him, or since he took you, you thought you were going to die, you grabbed his wrist with desperation to breathe again, feeling as if your limbs were becoming TV static. The last thing you were going to see was those dark gray blue eyes. And when you thought it was all over, when you were going to cease to exist, and your head was becoming too heavy, he released you
He pulled out and dropped you aside like you were a rag doll
“Why?” you cried, hugging your legs by your chest, “Daddy I'm sorry” you didn't know what you did but you wanted forgiveness
“Did you fuck Steve while I was gone?” he yelled, you shook your head
“No, I swear it” you sounded like a broken bagpipe, your throat hurt and burned like hell. You cursed Steve for teasing him, for provoking him and made you pay for it. He did fuck your throat until it was sore, but that was it, he didn’t had fuck you, maybe he told Bucky he did.
“I don’t fucking believe you” he said firmly. He left the room and left you there.
You cuddled at the foot of the bed, not daring to go under the covers. You just laid there, trying to soothe yourself into a dreamless sleep
He went down the stairs in a rage. He knew Steve, he knew he tried to fuck you and he knew you were so docile you let him. And he got enraged because of it. He would have never left Steve alone with you, but like it or not he was the only one who could take care of you, and prevent you from leaving and get hurt because of it.
Under the stairs was a secret door. Closed with a lock only he could open, and behind it, there was a monitor connected to all the cameras that were installed all around the house.
He spent the rest of the night checking all what went down in his house while he was not here.
A tinge of guilt washed over him when he realized, indeed, you hadn’t fuck Steve. He only smirked when you saw blowing him, but that was it, you even slept alone on his side of the bed, it made him smile to see you hugging his pillow and burying your face in it.
You were indeed his good little doll
. . .
You had become what Bucky made of you, you couldn't help it. There were minutes, seconds of the day that you became yourself again, but as soon as Bucky´s hard, penetrating gaze where upon you you came back to being his good little pet. It was a defense mechanism, you became so scared of him that you would do whatever he demanded of you just to not face the consequences
You would tent to him, cook for him, bring him beers when he called for you and then you just sat beside him while he watched his sports, or fixed his truck or motorcycle, or even as he chopped wood. He would talk to you about his childhood, about his youth, perhaps even about his tours alongside Steve, and when they decided to move up here. When he would ask you about yours, it hurt so much you just responded without many details and then continued to ask him about his life.
He liked it when you did, you realized as much. But as much as you tried you couldńt find the point in which he became a kidnapper sociopath
He never punished you again, you make sure to not do anything to deserve it, you did such a good job, one day he came back inside from arranging the wood for the winter
“Your final trial doll” he purred, caressing your cheek
“What do you mean?” you knew he had taught you “pets don't make questions” but you couldn't help it
“Our friends are comin over” you smiled softly
“Wanda too?” You asked
“Of course sweetie” he purred, “whatever you want” he kissed your forehead loudly, and then your lips, and you let him
. . .
The “guests” started to arrive, the very same ones you had received in your house. It was a bizarre situation because even if this was your chance to get help, everyone there greeted Bucky, and you by his side but they barely looked at you, passing you by like you were some sort of furniture. They installed the self’s in the back porch, which was ample and big enough to host all of them, and a grill as well.
You were helping Bucky taking everything outside, such as plates and cutlery, when the guest you were expecting the most, arrived with her flaming haired and her big smile
“Wanda!” oh god, you were so excited to see her, to see your friend, you wrapped your arms around her “oh I missed you!” she giggled in your ear, tickling you
“I miss you too darling” she purred “This is Vis, my husband you remember him?” he was as pale, tall fellow, like you remembered, you smiled nervously at him, as you shook his hand
“Nice to see you again”
The barbecue continued like nothing had happened. Everyone was chatting, talking, but you didńt participate, nor did anybody speak to you, the only one you were trying to talk to was Wanda, at least share looks, but she barely even looked in your direction
Everyone there ignored you, like you were invisible, but what Sam was doing was worse, he was looking at you, analyzing you, but a total and complete sadness and pity in his eyes, he knew, all of them knew and they agreed, or where ok with it
This was all so fucked up you truly believed you were on a high, on an alternative universe, this couldn’t possibly be real
You had no friends here, not real ones, you only had Bucky
Well, you had one friend.
You went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and Wanda caught your look and followed you to help you
“Wanda I need your help” you cried, as soon as you were alone with her
“What's the matter darling?”
“Bucky, he took me, he locked me up, he… he abused me, I need you to call the police please”
“But darling, Steve, The Sheriff is right there!” she giggled, like you didn't just told her Bucky had kidnapped you and raped you
“He is in on it!” you snapped, nervously, anyone could come in at any second “please Wanda”
“I know he is a little rough, but you got a good one sweety” you froze, you fucking froze, did she mean it? Was she on drugs?
“Wanda he raped me and kidnapped me” you whispered, grabbing her by her shoulders
“Now darling, don´t be throwing those words around” she warned, scolded you like she would do a kid
“Wanda?” with eyes full of tears you let her go, you couldn't believe what was happening, was she involved in all of this? turning her blind eye? God, has she been like you a couple of years ago? Did Vis grab her and groomed her?
“Oh darling, I´m so happy you are all settled in” she said in an almost maternal voice, with that bright smile you now thought was robotic “Now you must hurry and tie that man down honey!” she said as she caressed her bump “so our babies can be friends as they grow up”
“What are these cutie pies talking about?” you jumped when you heard Bucky´s voice behind you
“Just girl things James, nothing to worry your little mind about” she giggled
“Oh really?” he wrapped his arms around you and squeezed, seeming as something romantic but you knew better, it was a warning
“Well I just was saying she should get pregnant soon” she said giggling “so our babies can be friends”
“Now that's a good idea” he purred, rubbing his nose against your cheek, “But I should get a rock on that finger first, right?” You knew perfectly well, and he said it himself, that he was going to get you pregnant so you couldn't run for him, he never, once, mentioned mariage
“See how easy it can be, doll?” he asked as soon as Steve, the last one in, had left, “As long as you behave you can see our friends all you want” it was comfort, at least, even if they were in on it, but as soon as they left you felt helpless again
“It's time you make me a real daddy,” he purred in your ear that night, when you were in your room
That night he made real love to you, first with his fingers he drew soft orgasms from you, until you were so drenched he slid himself easily inside you. He dragged two more climaxes out of you while he was fucking you slowly and passionately. You felt so good you hugged him against you, not wanting to let him go. You wanted this man to be here forever, not that monster that took you, but this soft man that was making love to you.
When he cumed, he didn't take himself off of you, instead he rolled over, and let you laid over him, with him still inside you. And you were so comfortable you just fell asleep on top of him, your face on his neck and his hand caressing you all over, delivering you into sleep’s embrace.
. . .
You were petrified, when you remembered the real reason why you haven't gotten pregnant, you looked at your daddy in the corner of your eye. When he found out, he was going to punish you greatly, he´ll grab a knife and cut your arm off
Your implant
You had a fucking implant in your arm
You had totally forgotten it
Should you come clean? Would he show you mercy? Did he know and he was testing you? You knew he had a friend doctor, and said he would get your medical records, so it was a matter of time. That idea terrified you. You'd only been together... pff, he took you around 6 months ago, and he started talking about babies, babies, plural, that also terrified you, you never even thought about having kids, and with a psychopath as a father?
You didn't want to have kids
Perhaps the implant wouldn´t show up in your records, perhaps you had two more year before it ran out
Perhaps he would get bored before that and stop trying
You are not going to tell him, because all this time you knew about the implant and said nothing and he was going to punish you either way, if he found out on his own, or if you told him now
You cuddle more into him, and he caressed your back mindlessly
“My good doll” he praised, “You did so good, see?” He said, like he was the moral compass of the world, “It wasn´t so hard, I gave you everything you could ever want, the house, the care, the friends” . Was he really that delusional?, “All you have to do is be good”
“Thank you daddy” you purred, “I’ll be good”
To prove he could trust you, he left you alone the next day while he went to town to buy some groceries or something like that. You didn’t even dream about escaping, you had no car and you certainly didn’t know how to drive a motorcycle.
The day went by slowly as you waited for his return, oh you wished you didn’t, you should have tried to escape at least
Bucky and Steve went back together, trotting up the steps towards the house, you sensed something was wrong the minute the door slammed back to his hinges
“What's going on?” you asked, as you saw the two men standing tall and intimidating
“You have been fucking lying to me” Bucky said, “Bruce got me your medical files” you stood still like they were two predators
“Please Daddy, let me explain”
“Grab her” Steve pounced on top of you, he was stronger and faster so you didn't stand a chance against him, as he grabbed you in a tight hug. He threw you on top of the island in the kitchen. Steve surrounded the island and stood by your head on the other side, grabbing both your arms and spread them wide on the marble countertop
You breathing had became erratic as you tried to calm yourself down, but that lasted very little as you saw Bucky coming at you with his hunting knife in his hand
“No!” you yelled, he was going to chop up your arm, “I´m sorry!”
“Shut the fuck up” he growled, leaning over you, he grabed your arm tightly, and with his knife in his hand started, to look for a particular point in your arm, he could actually see the scar of your implant that they put there last year
“Please!” you begged, when you felt the tip of the knife opening your skin
“You lying fucking bitch” Bucky growled. Bruce had told him where the implant was, even if he wanted to inflict pain on you, he didn't want to harm you in an irreparable way.
“Stay still or he could do much damage” warned Steve
“Please” you begged again “I don’t want to have a baby yet”
“I don't give a shit about what you want” you shrieked when you felt the knife piercing your skin. And you started crying when you felt the pain rippling through your limb
“Please” you cried, bitter tears running through your cheeks. Bucky grabbed a pair of tweezers, and used them to dig into your arm until he found what he was looking for and took it out. By this moment you just stood still and managed your breathing to help when the pain.
He finally extract the little plastic and you cried silently when they released you, a little river of blood running down your arm
“If I wasn't trying to get you pregnant I would stuff you in that closet and leave you there for a week!” he grunted
Chapter Summary: You are left with a babysitter as Bucky received some upsetting news, and something he has to deal with himself
Pairing: Dark!Bucky Barnes x FemaleReader (very ambiguously described, really naive too) Ft. Steve
Chapter Warnings: Cursing, unwanted attention and unwanted touching, anal sex, use of a plug, smut, dub-con, involuntary imprisonment, oral sex (Ft Steve), talk about unwanted pregnancy, breeding kink, daddy kink, derogaroty language, overstimulation (use of that metal armmmm), spanking
+18 please.
Word Count (Chapter): 3.8k
Notes: I´m so sorry for the delay, hope you enjoy though
Everytime you moved, you felt the plug moving inside you. It was uncomfortable, but your body didn't think so, as you could shamefully feel how wet you were every time you felt it. It was turning you on.
You were looking at the white pleated skirt Bucky had made you wear, testing if you could see your ass from any angle, and you could, which made you weary of leaving the room
Bucky showed up behind you, as he placed his big hands on your hips
“Fuck, you look so hot” he purred, “But when you are pregnant, I´ll get you more comfortable clothes, I promise” you shook on his hands, the dread look on your face you couldn´t hide, “When would that be?” he asked again
“I don't know” you murmured, scared, oh but you did know
He snaked one of his hands behind you and under your skirt, and you jumped when his fingers grazed the plug buried deep in your ass
“You know what's that for?” he asked, and you shook your head, “Is to open you up, so I can fuck you nicely” You pouted, showing your discomfort, “Now go and make me some breakfast” you trembled but nodded hastily. He let you go as he chuckled, amused by your reaction
You were mixing the batter for pancakes when Bucky came to the kitchen, you heard him grunt when he saw you using an apron
“Fuck you look so hot” in no time he was behind you, fondling you, “I change my mind, I´m going to fuck you now” you moaned when his fingers found way under your skirt. “Why are you so wet?” he asked, like you had done something terrible. You could only moan as he superficially touched your needed folds of your wet pussy
But when you could´t answer he moved the plug suddenly, making you wince
“Fucking answer me” he demanded, nibbling at your neck
“It's embarrassing” you said between needy sighs
“Does having the plug in your ass make you horny?” he asked, like he received the best news ever. He moved it softly and you moaned as his other fingers came on the front of you to caress your clit and your slick folds
“Yes” you admitted, if you didn't answer it was going to be worse
“Aren't you a little whore” he admired. Two of his fingers entered your pussy, quickly finding that spot you needed touched so badly.
You didn't care to beg as you moved your hips along the rhythm of his fingers your cunt clenching around his fingers
“Yes” you whispered meekly, as you rode your orgasm on his hand. But he suddenly left you, only to hear his fly being open, and in no time. You felt him slipping inside of you, deliciously splitting you open, despite the slight burn you always felt. Bucky used his metal hand to cage your throat and made your back stick to his chest, as he started pounding into you. In one particular thrust he grazed your G spot and that made you melt in his grasp, as with every thrust he also made the plug go deeper into your ass. You moaned as you completely leaned into his chest. He chuckled in your ear
“That's my girl” he purred, the hand in your neck going down to grab one of your breasts over the loose t shirt, he played with your pebbled nipple, and you cummed right there, wrapped around his cock, “Oh yeah” he grunted, as he kept pounding into you helping you ride your orgasm and seeking his own.
He moaned when he cummed, gripping you tightly, as he painted your inner walls. You whimpered when he left your body, as you felt his cum dripping down your tights. He spanked you and left you there to keep cooking, as you tried to regain your steady breathing.
Something was picking at your mind, and you needed answers. When you found a book in Bucky´s bookshelf, it had the name Sharon Carter, identifying her as the owner, your mind started racing 100 miles an hour, why was that there? You knew they knew each other, but, how much? Was Bucky the reason no one could tell you where Sharon was?
So you waited, you cooked his meal for him, you served him a cold beer and cuddled him while he was watching a football game, you even pleased him in the halftime, taking his ock in yuor mouth, kneeled between his thighs, just the way he liked it. So after you cuddled against him again
“Who´s Sharon?” you asked Bucky, but the look he gave you told you you were making a mistake
“Good little housewives know better than to ask stupid questions” and suddenly all the work you had put up to have him in a good mood, was drained down a toilet
“Please darling” you purred, caressing his chest
“She was a noisy little bitch, that's who she was” he was in a bad mood, so you decided to drop it, as you laid your head against his shoulder and continued to rub his chest softly with your hand
You knew she was the woman that lived in your house before, and now you also knew she had a connection with Bucky,
The idea of him being related to the disappearance made mayhem in your mind, and now you were terribly scared, shit. Maybe she did get away from this town, maybe she was happy and free in the other side of the country
Oh god, where there other before you? if they were, where are they now? You shook in his embrace at the thought of them disappearing to be never seen again. Maybe he'll get bored of you too, but the thought also terrified you, because if he did he wouldn't let you go, no, you weren't coming out of this alive, if he was capable of kidnapping you, why wouldn't he be capable of making you disappear for good?
He seemed to sense your uneasiness, and caress your back soothingly
“Relax doll” he said, “I love you” he said emphasizing the you, and relieved you, a little even
He was upset, this much you knew.
He had been talking on the phone all morning, he locked you up in the room you shared as he paced and fought with someone downstairs. As much as you tried you couldn't hear who it was he was talking to, no clue.
Some random words made their way through the floorboards
“I'll do it myself!”
When you heard him coming up the stairs, you ran your hands smoothing the folds of your dress, and sat on the edge of the bed, with your back straight as an arrow. He fought against the door to open it, you knew he had a large set of keys, and he was so upset it took him a while to find the right one, and when he did he stumble inside the room and you knew he was twice as mad as he was downstairs
You looked at him and draw a small smile, a compliant one, if you made him more upset you would be the one to pay the consequences
“I'll be gone for a week” he said, he looked straight at you, expecting a reaction for him to react in kind, but the first feeling that crossed you mind was desperation
“Why?” god, he was going to lock you up in the basement again for a whole week
“I have something to attend to, it's important” now, the next question and how to phrase it was crucial
“Are you going to leave me here, alone?” you made it sound like the most terrible thing that can happen to you, and it was, it was fueled by the fear of him locking you up for a week
his gaze softened, to sit beside you on the bed
“No, sweetheart” he cooed, “I would never”
“I don't want you to leave me here alone” you said, your eyes sparkling of the threat of tears
“It won't be for long sweety, Steve will come here to take care of you”
“What?” for some reason you fear that even more
“Well, I can't leave you alone” he said, like you were being crazy “What if something happens to you?” the thought about being with Steve alone scared more than Bucky himself, with Bucky you had started to know what to expect, but Steve? he was a wild card
Your thoughts reflected on your face, Bucky laces his palms on your cheeks in a comforting way
“Steve adores you Sweetheart”
“I'm scared daddy” you said, and his eyes lit up, it has been a while since you´d call him that
“He would never hurt you, and he is not allowed to touch you” he said, like it could make everything better. You closed your eyes and shook your head softly, if he was going to leave who was going to prevent Steve to do whatever the fuck he wanted to do to you? Was Steve not going to touch you only because he said so? you didn't believe that
“Aw, don´t be sad, doll, I´ll be back before you know it” he said, trying to console something that didn't need consoling, “Now you are going to give me a farewell present” he purred. And you looked at him confused, but when he took his fingers under your skirt, grazing the plug and when you realized what he ment, you shook your head. He only laughed, and without more ceremony he grabbed you and dropped you into the bed.
“daddy?” you asked him, scared
“I´m going to fuck that peachy little ass of yours” you whimpered in fear, “Now ass up” you took too long in obeying, so with a gunt he pounce on top of you. grabbed you by your hips making your knees buckle under you, leaving your ass in the air, and before you could protest. A harsh spank ripple through your skin making you wince
“You obey me when I command you” he said, upset, spanking you again
“Sorry!” you shriek, “Sorry daddy, I´ll be good”
“That's my good slut” he praised. As he accommodated himself just behind you. “Fuck you are so wet”
“Yes” you moaned
“You liked getting spanked you dirty little slut”
“Yes daddy” you whined
“That's my girl” he praise and you couldn't help but getting wetter at the praise, “I'm not going to need any lube I'll just have to…” you moaned when he entered you without a warning, feelling you good and so full, “I´ll just have to fuck you and let you lubricate me” he purred, as he started pounding into you roughly, this time not caring in your pleasure but only his, making it hard for you to take it, but he realised he wanted you wet, so he took his metal hand and take it to your clit, and started rubbing you harshly with his metal fingers
“No!” you cried, feeling an immediate explosion, your climax hitting you like a truck when you felt his harsh fingers
“No?” he mocked, “You liked to be rubbed with my metal fingers you whore” happy with your release wetting his cock, he slapped your ass again, “Fucking answer me”
“Yes I like it” you admitted
“You are doing so good sweety” he praised, taking advantage of you coming out of your bliss that you felt his hand grabbing the plug, without stopping pounding you he removed it gently. You ass feeling immediate relief as you felt it bare at last, “Fuck” he curse, “I´m going to wreck that little ass” he moaned, “The plug is nothing compared to my cock”
“No” you relented, “Your cock is huge daddy, you are going to destroy my little ass” you whined, and suddenly, he left your body, you moaned disapprovingly, not liking it when you were empty, “Ah!” you gasped when you felt the tip picking at your back entrance
“Shhh my little doll you are doing so good” he praised, massaging the cheeks of your ass soothingly, “You left me well lubricated” he was soft when he entered you, and slowly, you felt everyinch ripping your ass open for him, “Oh fuck this ass is heavenly” h moaned, “So fucking tight for me” it burn, bitter tears left your eyes as you tried to breathe to relax and for it to stop hurting, You finally felt his hips against your ass, as he bottomed out inside you. You couldn't help it any longer and you sobbed, “What's the matter sweetie?” he asked, as he caressed you back
“It hurts daddy” you whimpered
“Oh, it's ok doll” he said, taking his flesh fingers to press against your clit, “You are doing so well for me, my sweet doll” he praised, rubbing your clit, at the same time as he retrieved himself and pounded into you again. And then again and again as he set an unforgiving pace, the overstimulation in your clit not enough to soothe the burn he was leaving in your ass
“Fuck I´m going to cum so hard” he cursed, and just when you despite the pain started to feel that tightness in your belly, his movements faltered, “Would you like me and Steve to fuck you at the same time?” you stood there still, not believing if it was real or not
“No” you cied, “I only want you daddy” his harsh thrust resumed again, making you sobb harder, forgetting the pleasure and focusing in the impending threat that was Steve Rogers
“You'll do as I say” he warned, and you nodded as you let him keep fucking you. He spanked your ass once again, “You´ll be good for Stevie, hum? letting him fuck this sweet ass” more tears started falling from your eyes
“If you want to daddy” you said with a broken voice.
“That´s my little fuck doll” he purred, when he finally grabbed your hips tightly, surely leaving handprints, and he stilled inside you, cumming in you, paiting your tight ring with his spend. He grunted like a wounded animal as he seemed to enjoy it.
“Fuck, that was so good” with a last spank, he abandoned your abuse ass, and let you fall to the bed under you, his eyes not leaving the cum dripping our of your hole. He leaned on top of you, kissing you on your cheek, “You did so good for me doll” he purred. You felt inside something warm at his praise
“Thank you daddy” you whined
“Now go wash yourself” more tears, and this time, shameful tears, left your eyes, he usually did the aftercare
In your limping way to the shower you were so uncomfortable, feeling the stickiness far inside you, feeling it in every little movement and step you took towards the bathroom, drops of cum stained your skin and your soul
“Before I go we must do something” he said firmly, and you shook at the thought, he grabbed you and took you to the bathroom, where he sat you down in the closed toilet and took out of the cabinet a pregnancy test. You looked at him surprised.
“Let's see,” he said softly. He left you alone for you to take the test, and even if you already knew what the result was going to be, the look on Bucky's face when you told him it was negative. He wouldn't look at you while he fixed a suitcase, but he didn't react poorly against you either.
When he closed his duffel bag he was clearly more relaxed, you stood there seated on the bed, waiting for anything he could give you. You were scared to death, so you made sure not to upset him further, but when he was done, the front door opened
“I'm here!” claimed Steve, and without saying anything else, Bucky left the room and went dow the stairs
You followed him quietly, and you saw them engaged in conversation, Bucky clearly giving him instructions of how to handle you
“If you deem necessary, lock her up in the basement” he said, so dismissively it made you wince.
“Is she pregnant yet?”
“No” Bucky responded, “So no fucking her” he demanded. Steve grunted, not being able to believe he was using his vacations for this, to look after her. “And you” Bucky walked towards you, as he cradles your face between his hands, “You obey Steve in everything, like he was me”
“But daddy...” the warning look he gave you made you close your mouth and not complain anymore, “Oh I'm sorry” you muttered, “I will”
“Be a good girl or you are going to fucking regret it” he growled, shaking you nodded, drawing a smile from him. He kissed you strongly, making sure he took your breath away. And just like that, you and Steve, side to side, saw him getting in his truck and stand there as you saw him disappear in the road between the woods
“Who was Sharon?” you asked him, he couldn't do the same to you that Bucky could
“Stop asking about her” he warned this time
“Then answer me” you demanded. He sighed
“What are you going to give me?” he asked with a wicked smile adorning his lips. You took a step back
“You can't touch me” you muttered
“I won't tell him if you don't” He sat himself on the couch, and patted the spot next to him. You were so curious so accepted his unspoken proposal. “Take me out” he demanded, you gulped but you obeyed him, you didn't want to upset him, and you wanted to figure out what happened to Sharon. You felt his hard cock on your hand and you couldn't help to look, he was thick and long, not as Bucky, but it was definitely big, “If you want to know who was Sharon you better do a good job” You nodded, as you started massaging his member with your hand, “Good girl” he praised, his hand perched on your shoulder, his fingers dangerously tickling the sensitve skin of your injury, that hasn't fully healed yet
“You are Sharon’s replacement” he finally said
“What do you mean?” you asked, as you continued pumping him
“Sharon was bucky’s girlfriend before you” your breath got stuck in your throat
“Girlfriend?” You laughed “is that what you call me?”
“Well then, Sharon was Bucky’s plaything before you” that was more accurate, he grunted when you squeezed him harder. And the situation turned morbid when you both just kept talking, like you weren't just giving him a handjob
“What happened?”
“She wasn’t anything like you, she did came hiding from something, she was secretive, manipulative” he moaned again when you repeated the technique, squeezing him, his leaking precum helping the process, “Of course that Bucky never went to such lengths with her, she was stronger and smarter than you” that hurt
“So he never…”
“She never got to live here with him” he completed “she was playing him” it was hard to take what Steve was telling you and see it as a “neutral” point of view, but due to context it was easy to interpret, read between the lines. So Bucky tried to bullshit Sharon and she didn’t fall for it, unlike you. He did his advances and she was smart enough to fight him off
“Well she isn’t here now and nobody knows where she is, so what happened?”
“Now I can’t tell you that” you stopped your movements and he looked at you with a silent warning, “That may cost you extra”
You gulped, but he grabbed your shoulder tighter, his fingers digging into the tender skin, the pain rippling through you like a wip, making you wince
“Open that sweet mouth” he demanded
This was a nightmare. You hugged yourself as you couldn't stop shaking. Luckily it was night time and Steve had left you alone to sleep in Bucky's bed
You had to swallow Steve´s cock for him to stop torturing you, digging in your shoulder with his fingers, and to get information out of him
“So she just moved out?” You ask sarcastically
“You better believe that”
“Tell me what happened”
“Well Bucky did try to make an honest woman out of her, and she decided to escape him”
“Something tells me she didn’t succeed” you muttered, dreading but knowing no one was ever going to see Sharon ever again
“Indeed, she was smart but no faster or stronger than us”
“Us?”
“Like I said” he walked towards you, you tried to back up but were stopped by the kitchen Island. He leaned into you, trapping you with his thick arms. “Bucky and I are good friends” you couldn’t help but tremble, “We like to share”
“Bucky said you weren’t allowed to touch me” you said and you cursed yourself when you trembled
“The only reason why he didn’t let me fuck you is because you are not pregnant yet and he wants to make sure it’s his” your eyes filled with tears
“So you both had your way with her?” The thought made you sick, “Does that mean Sharon was pregnant?”
“No” he said firmly “she wasn’t pregnant, she couldn’t have children”
“Is that why you both killed her?”
“Now, don’t go throwing that word around” the look in his eyes wasn’t playful anymore, it was dark and dangerous. You hugged your belly in a protective stance “Why are you cradling your belly like that?” He raised an eyebrow at you, geniously curious. “Is there something I should know?”
“I’m not pregnant,” you said. “I’m just making sure I don’t puke my own stomach”
“Pity really, you should get to it, you don’t want the same thing to happen to Sharon happen to you, right?” Was he threatening you? Tears fell down your face. His face transformed, there was something else he wasn’t telling you. You were so upset your bottom lip started to shake uncontrollably. “I’m sorry honey” for the first time you saw him truly sorry. “I didn’t want to make you upset”
“Are you going to kill me?”
“No honey, Bucky truly loves you” he cradled your face trying to be comforting. “You are not Sharon, you are good, and sweet”
“I’m scared” you muttered
“Bucky would never hurt you”
“What if I can't give him a baby?”
“You’ll figure it out honey, don’t worry, the important thing is that you love him, because you do, don´t you?” he asked grabbing your chin
Steve was a loose canon, choking you with his dick and wanting to fuck you one second, and hugging you and consoling you the next. You weren't safe with him, and every passing second you feared he just would tell his friend to fuck off and grabbed you and fuck you roughly
No warning, nor word count nor pairing... go for it my friends. Evryone desserves some happy ending.
You stared at it, couldn’t believe what you were seeing. You had to wipe your eyes with your fingers because you weren’t quite sure.
Your Firebird
It was one second while you were making Bucky company to chop some more wood when you saw it. He opened the door to an old shed he had in his backyard, and there he was, under a car cover, you recognize his shape, you’d recognize him everywhere.
Your fucking car
“Fastest drive in the east coast” your friend had said. And he was.
You came back to life
All your memories of your life before this kidnapping flooded through your mind, the life you missed, the person who you were before all of this shit
The person you are
And it scared you how she surrendered to all of this. You were brave, a fighter, an adventurer who was capable of moving to another state, and making a road trip trialing half the country, all by herself.
That’s who you were, you were still
Not this thing this maniac had created
No
Fuck it
You’ll fight to get out of here.
You have seen it before…
It had always shocked you, how from one moment you stopped watching movies that had a happy ending, and started watching the most serious, adult ones, the ones that didn’t have a happy ending, but a bittersweet, realistic one
You have seen suspense movies, in which the lead character tries to flee his captor, and everything goes wrong. He thinks the captor left but he actually forgot something so he comes back, he grabs the keys but takes too long, he drops them, he runs but trips, he cańt find the way to open the last door to his freedom.
And he gets fucked
Where did all the happy endings go?
The happy endings didn’t just happen, you had to make them.
No one was coming to save you
You were going to save yourself.
As soon as Bucky’s truck disappeared through the three lines you did it.
You didn’t even run.
You walked calmly, concentrating on your breeding, to the garage, where you found a portable oil fuel tank of ten liters. You smelled it to make sure it was what you already knew, 87 octane gas. You walked calmly to the shed. Leaving the tank to a side, grabbing the axe, and break the lock open with it. You slid the door open and you saw him again.
Your baby
Fuck it
You’d think Bucky had hidden the keys away but what that motherfucker didn’t know is that you had a spare one, because you didn’t even trust yourself, and your clumsiness.
It was hidden in the seam lining in the back of your car, which, when hit right, it opened without the need for a key. Once you had it in your hand, your opened the gas tank of your car, and struggling, you filled it with the fuel, 10 liters, will get you somewhere, enough so you could get the fuck away from here.
You dropped everything to the ground and closed it tightly. And without wanting to jinx it, you took a long breath and slid the key into the ignition. This is when you start to panic, before you even turn it.
So holding your breath, you put your left foot on the clutch, your right one on the break, and turn it.
You cried when the engine roared to life, its tank filled to a quarter. You cried, you cried, and then… You pressed the clutch again and then the accelerator.
It took a deadly second to gain traction, but your faithful car did, and soon, you were driving off of the backyard, into the dirt road surrounding the house.
You were going to come back…
Dead
Not a fucking chance in hell you were coming back alive to this hell hole
What you didn’t expect was to find Bucky at the front of the house, looking at the car as he just saw a ghost. You didn’t stop when he ran towards you, you jumped the gas and you fucking run him over. He flew on top of the car and fell hard over the floor, that didn’t stop you either, you kept going, looking at the rear view mirror his form barely moving in the ground. Now you had to hurry, because if he gets to call the police, meaning Steve, you were going to become a fugitive, and the entire police was coming after you
You drove like your life depended on it which it did… and soon, so soon, you were on the main road.
You didn’t stop to get gas, you didn’t stop driving, you pumped the gas harder and driving the stick, soon, this entire fucking nut job city was in your rear view mirror.
You can check out any time you like?
Fuck yeah
But you can never leave?
Fuck that.
You drove 86 miles per hour. and almost two hours later. Your car, just as you saw city lights in the distance, started complaining about lack of gas. It was night now, and you couldn’t trust anybody who came in the highway, so you managed to drive your car just a few more yards, coming out of the highway into a stripe of grass just at the side of a treeline.
You didn’t know what to do, your car was totally recognizable, you looked down at your pregnant belly and your eyes filled with tears, this uncertainty you were feeling was almost worst. And then… blue and red lights coming your way from the city. You got out of the car, opened your trunk and took one of the car’s tools, that could be used as a weapon. If the police was Steve, you’ll fight your heart out, that was for certain.
The car stopped just by your side. and a policeman stepped out of the car
“Maam” he called, but when he saw the “weapon” in your hostile hands he got on guard, not reaching for his gun but closely to do so
“What county is this?” you asked, tears brimming in your eyes, with your weapon ready to strike
“Mrs, are you ok?” he asked
“I need to know!” you cried
“We are near the city of Helena, Mrs” he said, in edge because of your behavior, “Mrs please lower that weapon” you just dropped it to the floor and fell on the grass crying, “Mrs?”
“Please take me in” you cried, the man approached you and fell on his knees
“Mrs?” he called again, but you were so relieved you could barely speak
“I’ve been held prisoner” you cried, “kidnapped, please help me, one of them is a sheriff”
“I’m a special agent that works with the Captain of our precinct, my name is Ari Levinson, and I promise you, you are safe, ok?” you just nodded and for the first time ever, you felt safe.
Chapter Summary: You are walking on thin ice when not only one derange man was after you, but two
Pairing (for this chapter): Dark!Bucky Barnes x FemaleReader Ft. Dark!Steve Rogers
Chapter Warnings: Cursing, manipulation, isolation, threat of threesome, grooming, injury (accidentally inflicted), blood, minor injuries, drugging (medical, necessary, but taken advantage of), daddy kink, dub-con (she is heavily drugged in painkillers). Somnophilia, cockwarming, dirty talk, petnames, anal play (use of a buttplug), unwanted groping
Steve you can look but you can't touch, I'm calling Voyeurism.
+18 please.
Word Count (Chapter): 3.6k
Notes: I must say, I always have written down some “scenes” and situations beforehand, but for his chapter, I had nothing, it all came from scratch but I´m really happy how it turned out.
I´m thinking this fic is going to be like 10 chapters long or so, well, enjoy! <3
Thank you all for reading and sharing!
MASTERLIST
Something inside your mind had just broke
The betrayal of Steve, of a police officer who was supposed to protect you. Of course he would cover for his friend, but as you analyzed the words exchanged between the two, it made you sick “You should know” Had there been someone besides you? before you?
But that didn't matter to you
As your mind snapped triggered by your greatest fear, your crippling claustrophobia
Why was he doing this to you? Ah, you tried to ran away and you were being punished for it
You had nowhere to go, no friends, no family to help you
You were all alone and you depended on Bucky
And you had made him angry, you buried your head deeper between your knees
You were being a bad doll, Bucky was going to stop loving you and when he did, you were going to cease to exist
You were an idiot
Reject Bucky was only going to fuck you up.
You didn't realise that you were leaning against the door, and when he opened the big closet, you dropped against the floor, too weak to even try to stop your fall
“Oh my sweet doll” his hands were in you in a second, but you just couldn't move
“Why?” you asked, as tears fall freely from your eyes and down your cheeks
“This is what happens when you try to leave me” he said like he was talking about the weather
You had made a mess of yourself, so you laid numbly against his arms, and then he stood up and took you with him. You let yourself fly in his arms as he took you upstairs again, and then up again to your room. He softly left you seated in the toilet, and he started preparing a bath for you
“Is there anything you want to tell me?” he asked
“I'm sorry daddy, for betraying you” you could barely hear yourself as your gaze stared at a dead point somewhere in the wall. You were still shaking, you were still trying to gain your grip back in reality
Your mind was all over the place, but he didn't seemed to want to drag you back to reality, instead he just scrubbed your body like he used to when he bathed you
“Are you still upset sweety?” he murmured, and you looked at him like he was roadkill
“I'm sorry” you firmly believed that there was another person inside of you, who talked for you and moved for Bucky instead of you, “I'm really scared of closed spaces daddy”
“Are you?” he caressed your cheek, you just nodded “I´m sorry”
“I was so scared” you whined, you hugged your legs and hid your face in between them, hoping to disappear, hoping he could just leave you alone for a couple of minutes.
He was your closet, he was your tight, confined space that made you feel like you could´t breathe
You felt a sick kind of luck, when he dried you up, and tucked you into bed, not talking, no asking questions, no fucking your face. You looked at the window and you realised it was nighttime. He kissed your head and left.
But a sudden fullness woke you, something you had felt before, and it all became clearer when you felt his big hands grabbing your hips tightly, and his grunts in your ear. Bucky was fucking slowly. You moaned, surprised that you were so wet you let him in easily
“Fuck” he grunted, “I couldn´t help myself” he excused, as he started picking up the pace when you realise you were awake
“Daddy” you moan when he reached something inside you that made you see stars
“You're so wet, even in your sleep” he purred, “Were you dreaming of me doll?”
“Yes daddy” actually you were enjoying a dreamless sleep, but it didn't matter, you bend your back so your ass was more opened to him, so you could meet his thrusts, and you both breathe out a delicious moan when he gained more access to you
“Fuck you are so delicious” one hand travalled to cage your neck, “Your cunt is so tight”
“Daddy I'm gonna cum” you felt your belly tightening when you felt his thick cock hitting your g spot inside of you
“Cum then” he challenged, as he picked up his pace. He had never taken you from behind like this and the tightness was making your eyes rolled to the back of your head
You felt your inner walls tightening around him squeezing almost painfully, and that's when he cum as well. You felt this warm inside of you and the pleasure made you grab the pillow under you to keep you from yelling his name desperately
“My fuckdoll” he held you tighter against him, almost uncomfortable. You moaned when you felt his half hard dick inside of you, twitching, “I'm going to keep my cock all night inside of you” he promised kissing your neck.
Your legs shook threatening to drop you as you looked in the mirror. You didn´t know it was the fact Bucky had stayed inside of you all night, fucking you awaken in the morning, or the fact that the way you looked now terrified you to your core
You didn't recognize you. Bucky had combed your hair into two low ponytails, he had let you wear a tight flannel shirt that had missing the first three buttons, so you could see the lace bra underneath, and some tight jean shorts, no shoes. Bucky hasn't let you keep shoes, he hasn't given you new ones either.
You looked like a lumberjack´s wet dream, very fitting really
You were scared to come down the stairs, you knew Steve was here, Bucky had left you dressing yourself as he went downstairs to open the door and you heard them talking. You took a long breath as you heard Bucky calling for you. You knew you had to obey right away, or he was going to get mad, so you went down the stairs to find both men seating in the dining room
“Fuck me dead” growled Steve when he looked at you. And you didn't like it, you wanted to hide yourself up, from his dark gaze
“Come here doll” Bucky call on the other side of the dinner table, you went to him slowly, like you were walking around predators who could in any given moment jump you
Bucky patted his thighs and you felt a little sick to your stomach when you sat on his lap. He gently took your hair out of the way as he took his lips on his neck, you could help but moan when he found that special spot on your throat and exploit it nibbling it
“Daddy” you pleaded, when you felt Steve´s strong gaze on you both. Bucky sensed you tensing up, and when he followed your gaze, he understood why, he laughed against your neck sending chills down your spine. Paying no mind to your protests, one of his hands caged your throat, as the metal one traveled from your hips to the flee of your jeans
“No daddy” you mumbled when you figure out his intentions, but he shushed you, squeezing your neck dangerously
“She is a precious little doll isn't she?” he asked Steve, as he hummed his approval
The dining table was made of glass, so Steve could perfectly see how his metal fingers opened your shorts and as his fingers snaked their way under your almost transparent panties. You moved yourself awkwardly when his index and middle finger opened your folds and started fingering you. You wouldn't hold on your moans anymore as you desperately rubbed yourself against his metal hand. The cool sensation was making you feel wonders, and the danger of the metal material was making you even wetter
“She is just a little slut isn't she?” the thick voice of Steve made you jump out of your haze, and you whimpered in protest
“Don´t get yourself shy now,” Bucky warned. As his fingers went deeper inside of you, your climax hit you like a truck, blindsiding you into oblivion, “That's my girl” he congratulated against your neck, “Are you going to let Steve finger you like that?” you froze in his arms, as he took his fingers off of you
“What?” you whined
“Are you going to be good for Stevie, doll?” he asked again. Fuck no
“No” you whimpered, wanting to get off his lap, but he held you tight against, feeling his hardon on your ass
“C´mon doll” encouraged Bucky, “Don´t you think Steve is attractive and Handsome?”
“I only want you, daddy” you hid your face on his neck and you felt his throat rumble when he chuckled
“Are you not going to obey your daddy?” he whispered in your ear
“Please don't make me do this” you begged only for his ear
“Now doll,” he said out loud, “Let's get ourselves comfortable, why won´t you go to the freezer in the garage and get us some beers?” he slapped your ass and let you go, as you couldn't get on your feet fast enough
“Yes daddy” you murmured
“And when you're back, I want you in the best mood for our guest” you nodded and walked away from him, from this madness, did he mean it? Was he going to let Steve touch you?
You opened the door of the Kitchen leading to the garage, as you heard them on your back to stand up to go to the living room. You closed the door to the garage softly, shaking from nervousness
As you looked around, you saw a side door that took you to the outside of the house, and you didn't think twice, and before you got to the freezer holding the beers, you ran. You opened the back door and sprinted to the woods.
It wasn´t smart, because the kitchen had big windows pointed to that side of the house, and it wasn't planned, but that gave you the element of surprise
Because you haden´t plan on being the sex slave of a deranged man, but you were getting your mind wrapped around it you were letting yourself be complaint to him, to Bucky, but to Steve? No, you could not be the sex slave to him as well. No, you couldn't handle both of them, you just couldn't. When the first stone broke the skin of your sole you knew you had fucked up. Bucky had never given you shoes, now you understand why.
Not a day ago you promised you couldn’t run away, but now you had to, you felt a tightness in your chest, you felt like Bucky had betrayed you. You just had to ran out of the house, you didn’t know the destination, not anything else, it didn't matter, maybe you won't get far but it didn't matter
Tears fell from your eyes when a branch hurt your feet as well, but that didn't stop you as you continued running through the tree line
“Doll!” you heard his thunderous cry. Bucky was going to be so upset it made you shake, shit. You ran fast, you couldn't see the house anymore but that didn't mean anything, you could not stop running, “come back here now!”
You didn’t look back, you didn’t stop running, ripples of pain running through your body on every step, feeling your eyes with tears but didn’t stop.
“I’ll give you 10 fucking seconds to come back or you are going to regret it” if you were trapped in the closet or in the basement Steve wasn’t going to fuck you. So you kept running.
Bucky was underestimating you, and for a fleeting second you thought you could outrun him, but it was very brief, as you stumbled across some roots, your foot got caught up, and you fell.
You never saw that slope, hidden by bushes and tree branches, so when you hit the ground you never stopped rolling down. Until you landed on your shoulder. The pain knocked you up for a couple of seconds, until the adrenaline left your body and you were left there. The air is knocked out of your lungs, and all your will is as sore as your body. Bucky was going to catch up to you but you didn’t care, you weren’t going to make it either way. When you tried to move to assess the damage, a sharp pain ran through your body like a wip, clouding your senses. Your shoulder hurt so much you couldn't move it, a crippling pain rushing through your muscles
“Look at what you have done to yourself” Bucky didn't seem as angry as he was worried, when he appeared in your sight. You cried when he picked you up. “Doll” he laid you back on the floor, so he could gently turn you around to see your shoulder. “Fuck” he cursed
You were paralized by fear, scared that a bad movement would make you feel that white paralyzing pain again, a pain so sharp that blackened your sight for a fraction of a second
He grabbed you very carefully of your shoulder, and carried you like you were an infant, against his side, as you tried to surround his thick hips with your legs, and wrapped your good arm against his shoulders. You cried against his shoulder as he shushed you while he carried you like you weighed nothing, back to the house
“See what happens?” he said, he didn't seem angry, but tired
“I don't want you to share me” you cried, “Please daddy”
“That's why you ran?” you nodded, he kissed you in your temple, “oh my doll”
Steve was waiting for you with his arms crossed as you entered the house, you hid your face in Buckys neck to not look at him. but your shield disappeared when he left you softly on the kitchen countertop
“Doll look at yourself” you finally looked down at your feet, that were a dirty bleeding mess, you swallowed a whimper, your legs were dirty, your clothes torn up.
“I’m sorry” you mumbled. Bucky grabbed a first aid kit from one of the kitchen cabinets
“You are not going to like this doll” he said, taking a bottle of antiseptic alcohol, and you knew what you were up for
He softly cleaned the dirt from your feet with a damped cloth, you winced when he grazed the open wounds, but they all seemed superficial
“It seems like you don't need stitches” said Bucky, Steve huffed
“She fucking ran away from you” he sounded resented, like he didn´t understand why his friend was being so carefull with you since you had betrayed him and tried to ran away, again
“Steve shut the fuck up and grab her, she is not gonna like what I have to do” he sat himself on the countertop behind you, “mind her left shoulder”
He hugged you tightly, taking advantage of it and groped you. You were going to fight him off, but we’re distracted by a burn in your feet.
You hissed in pain, and tried kicking him off but Bucky had a tight grip on your feet as he cleaned your wounds with a piece of cotton damped in antiseptic. It was tortuous but he was rather fast in cleaning up your wounds and patching them up.
“I don't want them to get infected” he growled
When he was done, he directed his attention to you. Steve´s arms left you as he let Bucky unbutton your shirt. But as you feared his intentions, he looked at the wound on you shoulder
“Oh shit” growled Steve as he saw it. You couldn’t see it, but it hurt like hell
“Can you move your arm?” Asked Bucky
“It hurts” you cried, he touched around it making you wince
“I don’t think anything is broken, it’s just a bad hit” the bruise has a dark purple tone, almost black, and it hurt like hell if you touch it, it as the size of the palm of your hand
“Is there anything you are allergic to?” Bucky asked, holding his phone against his shoulder to conceal his question, “Doll” he called, you shook your head, “Are you sure?”
“No that I know of” he put the phone against his ear
“No, nothing, ok, ok, yeah, and remember what I asked you for… ok, cool thanks Bruce I'll pick them up” he hung up after that. You were silently sobbing in the couch, paralyzed as Steve was behind you
“So what's up?” asked Steve. They had taken photos of your wound and sent them to Bruce, their doctor friend, afterwards Bucky had a lengthy call
“A anti-inflammatory cream and some heavy painkillers,” he said after a thick sigh, “If it doesn't soothe after a week I need to take her in.”
“I will go for her meds” said Steve, jumping off the couch, “It seems like you need time to talk” he had a sadistic smile on him as he left, did he expect Bucky to punish you or something? as he mad that you ran away instead of accepting being shared with him? It must have hurt his ego.
Bucky turned to you, uncertainty painted on his face
“I'm sorry” you cried, kneeled in the couch in front of him, “I´m sorry I ran away I´ll never do it again”
“I don't believe you” he growled
“I just…” a whimper came out of your throat, “I don't want Steve to do… the things you do to me”
“Oh sweety” he purred, he arranged a crazy lock of hair behind your ear. That he was willing to share you like you were a plaything scared you. Even if the entire situation was a nightmare, if he had developed feeling, you felt like you were safer, even from himself
“I thought…” tears were still falling, non stop, “You cared for me” you whispered, trying desperately to clean your face and failing
“Oh sweetheart, I do care for you, I love you” you didn't expect the L word to come out so soon
“Then why?” you cried
“I´ll tell Steve to fuck off” he mumured, you cried harder, relieved
“Thank you”
The painkillers had managed to eliminate the tightness that you felt in your chest since the first day you awoke in this nightmare, and as you laid down in Bucky's bed you felt like you were floating, you were so relaxed. Bucky softly put that cream in your shoulder, and you moaned painfully, it still hurt like hell, but the painkillers were doing their magic, and it was wonderful
“You like that?” Bucky asked playfully behind you, as you were layed on your belly
“Yes” you purred
“You are such a relaxed kitten” he murmured, and you knew that tone. He took his hands to the elastic of your pajamas. You moaned in anticipation as he removed them down your legs. He then softly grabbed your hips, and lifted you until you locked your knees on the bed, leaving your naked ass in the air
“I need to punish you for running” he said into your ear, but you were so relaxed you didn't react to it, not until you felt a metal finger pricking into the tight ring of muscle of your ass
“Daddy” you cried, he spanked you playfully with his flesh hand, as he used that to sink his finger a little more into you, right up to her first his first phalanx
“There has been something I wanted to do to you since I saw you in those tight jeans at the barbecue” he dipped his finger further, and you moaned his name in a whisper. He was met with resistance, but he went in softly, he didn't want to hurt you.
He smiled when he used his flesh fingers to finger your pussy, and he found you dripping wet
“Ah fuck” he growled, his hard cock twitching in his pants, “Does me finger your ass make you this wet?”
“Yes daddy” you purred. He couldn't wait any longer, taking his hard cock out of his boxers he fisted himself a couple of times, before he splitted you open slowly, “Oh yes” you opened yourself more to him, and he grunted when you received him so openly
“That's my good girl” he praised, as he bottomed out inside of you, being strangled by those velvety walls. He set up a pace quickly, hard sensual thrusts making both of you moan and grunt. He caressed your naked back softly, eyed that ugly black bruise on your left shoulder, he would make sure you never ran away again. He kept fucking your ass with his finger until he got it all in, only to take it out to gather some of your araousal to use it as a lube, as he took another one of his fingers to fuck your ass again.
You moaned uncomfortably, but the pressure was quickly released as your climax started creeping up on you
“That's it baby, cum for me” he said softly, and your body obeyed him. The mix of his fingers scissoring your ass, and his hard thrusts, It was one of the strongest orgams he had given you, and you tensed so much, squeezing his cock, that he cum as well, filling you up with his spend
Your post orgasm bliss was cut short as you felt a pressure on your tight ring, you moaned sharing your discomfort
“Daddy” you whimpered, moving your ass softly, as the pressure didn´t go away. He shushed you, caressing the globes of your butt
“Be calm sweetheart” he warned, “This is your punishment”, he licked his lips watching that red star shaped gem on your ass.
