Summary: You weren't sure when it happened, falling in love with Bucky Barnes.
Pairing: Bucky x reader
Warnings: insane amounts of fluff, domestic Bucky, Explicit sexual content, Oral (f receiving), fingering, vaginal penetration, lazy counter-top sex, 18+
Word Count: 1.3K
Authors Note: shoutout to @sweeterthanthis who Puts up with me sending her screenshots of my fics every 10 minutes 😂 love you bitch. Thank you for helping me babe!
all mistakes are my own.
The rain patting on the windowsill pulled you from your hangover induced coma as the smell of coffee wafted into the bedroom. You reached over, running your fingers across the empty bed in hopes to find your soldier, though he seemed to have already made the most of your day off.
You, on the other hand, were fully content to lay in bed all day and sleep away the reminisce of vodka Carol had challenged you to the night before.
The sound of Bucky humming along to the distant radio brought a small smile to tug at the corners of your lips. The way you knew he was shuffling around the kitchen, trying to keep his hands busy until you woke made you melt.
You weren't sure when it happened.
The nights seemed to lull into days spent in Bucky’s apartment. Lazing away the afternoons when you both returned home from a mission too sleep deprived to find your way back to your own bed. And you supposed there were worse ways to wake up.
You struggled, sliding out of the warm covers and onto the chilly hardwood floors. The ground beneath you creaked slightly as you stumbled across the room, grabbing one of Bucky’s old T-shirts and tossing it over your head.
You patted into the living room, leaning against the kitchen counter until Bucky finally spun around. His super hearing, already picking up on your presence, but the man never seemed to let on he could predict your every move.
Even though you knew he could.
“Mornin’, sunshine.” He hummed, his voice melting over you like a warm bath.
You smiled, unable to contain the way he made your tummy erupt into a fit of flutters. The pet name always fell from his lips so effortlessly. As if the old Brooklyn charm was always just beneath the surface of that stormy gaze.
“Good morning, Sarge.” You quipped, sneaking past him as he groaned under his breath, neck luling back as he eyed you pouring yourself a cup of coffee.
“You know, you could get away with murder by calling me that.” He mumbled, caging you against the counter, his hot breath fanning against the shell of your ear.
“Who told you my master plan?” You chuckled, setting down the mug and leaning into his touch.
The man was, in every sense of the word, intoxicating. From the way he called your name to the feather like touches that sent electric shivers to explode through your body each and every time he held you. It was unnerving how easily you gave yourself to him. And completely out of character for you…
That was, of course, until you met Bucky Barnes.
Bucky hummed, a careless laugh rumbling against your skin as he spun you around, his lips instantly melting with yours.
You laced your arms around his neck, breathing him in - the faint taste of his mouthwash tingling against your tongue, rendering you weak.
His vibranium arm whirled, clutching you by your waist and lifting you effortlessly onto the counter as he stepped between your legs. His hands lazily rubbing your thighs, lips dancing across the sensitive skin on your throat.
“Bucky,” You managed to breathe out, head lulling back against the cupboards as he began tugging at your panties. “What about breakfast?”
Bucky chuckled, stilling in his movements as you met his gaze. His eyes, crinkled at the corners as he grinned down at you with a softness you couldn't quite put your finger on. With a soft kiss on the nose, he rested his forehead against yours, warm minty breath fanning against your lips.
“Sunshine, you're all I want.”
You smirked, miring his lopsided smile as you lifted yourself off the counter. In one skilful movement, Bucky had your panties sliding down your leg, hanging around your ankle as he pressed his erection against your dampness.
Your eyes rolled back in your head, blissed out as he dropped to his knees, hands on either side of your knees as he licked a long, hot strip up your thigh. His fingers, easing into your slick folds, opening you up as his tongue lapped against your dripping hole.
“Tease.” You accused, hands tangled in his cropped hair as he slipped his index finger deep inside, curling it against your fluttering walls.
“Is that so?” He mumbled, and though you couldn't see his lips, you knew the exact smirk playing on them.
You head snapped back, crashing against the wooden cupboard as his tongue found your clit, swirling around the aching bud as he drank you in. Your whole body was lit aflame - legs lazily wrapped around his broad shoulders while he made quick work of your impending orgasm.
You couldn't help it, the man knew every weak spot you had. The way he memorized every way to pull you apart in his hands had you trembling, begging to shatter.
“Oh god - fuck, Bucky. I’m-”
He hummed, and with the flick of his tongue, you were falling off the edge. Figuratively and literally and he held you up, your orgasm crashing over you like a title-wave as you drowned in it’s ecstasy.
“Fuck-” Bucky gasped, your slick coating his stubble as he licked his lips clean, the action causing you to shudder. “You taste so sweet. Gotta’ have you.”
Before you could answer, Bucky had you wrapped around his waist, spinning you carefully as you tumbled against the kitchen island, body still quivering. You watched from hooded eyes as he freed himself from his boxers, stroking his cock and lining himself up with your dripping cunt.
He sank into you, slowly at first, hooking his cold fingers under your knee and wrapping your leg around him. You could only arch your back, body aching and used as he carefully rocked his hips into you. You bit back a moan, watching Bucky toss his head back, eyes snapping shut while he slowed his pace.
You knew he was holding back, you had seen him come undone before. And yet, something about the way your bodies tangled together felt different. His actions- more deliberate and calculated. His body conveying something words never stood a fighting chance to.
He kept his agonizing pace, his length dragging against your walls, pulling him deeper into you until he had your eyes rolling back in your head. You begged for more, body vibrating as he pulled you against him. His lips, searing as they found yours, carelessly running down your throat and sucking on that sweet spot that had you moaning his name like a prayer.
“That’s it sunshine. Fuck, just like tha-”
Bucky’s fist crashed down beside you, his hips snapping to meet yours as he chased his high. You could feel the familiar coil building in your belly, his cock pulling you closer and closer to the very edge until he let out a gasp, hands finding your waist as he held you still. Spurts of his hot spend coated your walls, never easing up on his thrusts until he had you screaming his name.
You stayed like that, your head resting in the crook of his neck as you both tried to steady your breathing. Your heart felt like it might explode out of your chest as his hands ran circles across your back, grounding you and bringing you back to him.
“I’m falling in love with you, Buck.”
You didn't even know the words had left your lips as Bucky slipped himself out, eyes trained on yours. The silence before he spoke eating away at you until the gnawing almost became too much. Maybe he wasn't ready for that? Had you spoken too soon? Had you read the room-
“I can't believe you beat me to it.” Bucky chuckled, his lips instantly finding yours as he smiled into the kiss. “You’re full of surprises, aren't you, sunshine?”
SUMMARY — The gang decides to have a sleepover and spend some time in a day where life is really crazy.
WARNINGS — maybe a minor swear or two, but i tried to keep it family friendly
NOTE — this is my submission for the first day of reggie appreciation week! i’m super excited to be giving you guys some new content over the next seven days. today’s theme was quotes and the one i chose was “I always thought that quicksand was going to be a much bigger problem than it turned out to be.” happy reading!
“Mom I’m gonna be fine,” you insisted, waving your hand dismissively while you packed a bag. “Emily will be around and it’s just the boys,”
“I know,” your mother sighed and scratched her head. “Just keep safe and remind the boys to as well,”
“I will you nodded,” slinging your bag over your shoulder and grabbing your guitar on the way out in case the boys decided to have a jam session.
“Who’s coming to pick you up?” your mother asked.
“Alex and Reggie,” you said while sliding down the railing. “I’ll be back sometime tomorrow,”
“Love you!” your mom called back in a rushed confusion.
“Love you too!” you slammed the door and waved happily at Reggie and Alex who were parked outside of your driveway.
“(N/N), what’s up,” Alex grinned back at you while turning the keys in the ignition.
“Nothing much, how about you?”
“Well I mean we did see each other like three hours ago so the most interesting thing that’s happened since then is I saw Reggie get stuck in a revolving door, but that happens at least once a month.”
“I know, but hey!” Reggie feigned offence and you laughed at the boys.
“How about you Reggie? Excited for tonight? It’s been ages since we’ve done this,”
“It sure has,” Reggie nodded in agreement. ‘It’s quite possible I forgot to pack clothes and just brought food, but Luke will have something I can borrow,”
“You guys are really something else,” you rolled your eyes and sat back in the middle seat, not really bothering to put your seatbelt on.
Alex popped in a CD and Reggie turned up the volume, blasting the music as you sped down the streets to Luke’s place.
When you arrived at the small home you were greeted warmly by Emily who brought each of you in for a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. She was like a mom to all of you, Luke’s house had just become the general gathering place. And even though she butted heads with her son and his choices on occasion everyone knew they loved each other deeply.
“Looking wonderful as ever Mrs. Patterson,” Reggie smiled after giving her a hug.
“Why am I not surprised he’s such a mom friend?” Bobby asked while making his way from the hallway into the living room.
Reggie stuck his tongue out at Bobby and said, “You’re only saying that because you’re jealous I’m Em’s favourite,”
“Okay pretty sure I’m her favourite,” Luke added while coming into the room. “You guys ready? I’ve got some games set up in my room,”
“And dinner will be ready at six so don’t be late otherwise I might have to eat all the pizza,”
“Emily you’re an angel,” Reggie grinned and pressed a kiss to her cheek.
“Alright now shoo you guys,” she waved her hands, prompting you all to drag your things into Luke’s room, piling up the bags in one corner and the instruments in another.
“Okay I’m calling it, we do Monopoly first,” you said, pulling out the game from Luke’s closet.
You had all been there so many times it was practically your collective room.
Luke’s parents had even allowed him to move into the larger room when it seemed his old one was too small to hold all five of you.
“I want the dog!” Reggie bolted for the pieces, grabbing the bag out of your hands and snatching the small metal dog.
“And I will take the trash,” Bobby nodded, “Cause that's where I belong,”
“You do know that’s a thimble,” Alex noted and Bobby replied with an obscene gesture.
“I’ll take the car,” Luke nodded.
“I’m good with the boot,” Alex said, motioning for Luke to pass him the figure.
“I’ll take the iron then,” you said, taking the bag from Luke. “You know these are really random. It’s like someone looked at what was laying in and around their house and said: you know what these would make great game pieces.”
“You’re not wrong,” Reggie agreed with you while looking curiously at the small dog.
About an hour and a half into the game things were starting to get heated,
“Bobby you knew I was going for Reading Railroad you asshole!”
“Language honey!” Emily called from the kitchen.
“Well you snooze you lose Patterson,” Bobby grinned and Luke lunged towards him only to be stopped by Alex, but unfortunately taking out the whole board and messing up all the placements and cards in the process.
“Can someone lend me some money,” Reggie asked, puckering his lips and holding you his small stack of cash. “I have like 43 dollars,”
Meanwhile, you were sitting on your corner, piles of money surrounding you. It was so much you even had to borrow some from the game of life at one point, but it seemed as though it was becoming time to end the game and move onto something else.
The unanimous decision was to play the game of Life and save the non-board game activities for later in the night.
Let’s just say the gang had a track record of getting violent over games if that wasn’t already obvious.
“Oh my God, I have another baby!” Reggie grinned happily, placing his fifth or sixth child on the top of the car.
“What did you name this one?” Bobby asked, leaning back.
“Okay, so,” Reggie grinned, ready to give everyone a rundown of the names of all of the children in his car. “This is Jessica, she’s my oldest, absolute sweetheart and loves cooking, then there’s Elliot who’s such a drama geek, but we love him, Then there’s Carla and Sophiana who are twins, they hate each other, but are also very protective, and lastly here we have little Alexander, named after Alex because I felt like it,”
Alex placed a hand over his heart and cooed while the rest of you laughed.
“Guys dinner’s ready!” Emily called and Reggie was the first to abandon everything, even stepping over Luke and Bobby to get through the door.
“Reggie, relax babe,” you laughed, pushing yourself up and helping Luke and Bobby in the process.
“Have I ever told you how cute I think it is when you call us dumb pet names?” Bobby chuckled, slinging an arm around your shoulder.
It was true, Reggie was exclusively babe, Luke was honey, Alex was sweetie, and Bobby was darlin’.
“Someone might get the wrong impression and think I’m dating one of you guys,” you poked and Reggie came and attacked you with a hug from behind,
“I hope you tell them it’s me,” he said while pressing a smacking kiss to your cheek.
“We’ll see about that,” you teased.
Dinner was phenomenal as usual, Emily would always make her own pizzas from scratch and it was the comfort food for the band.
The meal was running quite smoothly until Bobby decided it would be a great idea to pick off a mushroom from his pizza, which Luke hated, and throw it in his direction, just not accounting for the fact you’d be leaning right in between the two, letting the mushroom smack you straight in the eye.
“Bobby!” you exclaimed.
“Sorry that was meant for Luke!” he apologized profusely,
“What?! For me?! After what you did?!” Luke exclaimed, grabbing his coca-cola and throwing it in Bobby’s face.
“Oh please God no,” Alex whispered.
“Food fight!” Bobby exclaimed and Emily didn’t even hesitate a second to get up, knowing it was no use to stop the teenagers.
“I hope you know you’re cleaning this up, Lucas! I was no wasted food!” she called.
“Got it mom!” he nodded, throwing a slice of pizza in Bobby’s direction, nailing him in the shoulder.
Reggie had since then decided to use you as a human shield, covering behind you.
“Stop using me as a shield Peters!” you exclaimed while you were getting caught in the crossfire of toppings and vegetables.
“Hey! I thought I was babe,” he pouted, turning you around to look at you.
“Not when you use me to deflect food you aren’t,”
Reggie instead, pulled you into his embrace, now shielding you from the incoming attacks.
“Guys!” Alex complained. “Come on we could be eating this!”
“It’s okay Reggie doesn’t care he can eat it,”
“I feel like I should be offended by that, but it’s true so I can’t be,” he admitted and you laughed.
After things died down you all got up, helping clean up the dining room.
Thank God it’s hardwood floors. You thought to yourself.
Luke suggested then you take things to the hot tub where you could all relax before slipping into bed and talking into the late hours of the morning.
You all agreed and took turns getting changed in the two washrooms. Luke tossed you a towel as you headed out the back door and the rest of the boys were hot on your tail, all slipping into the comfortable hot water.
Reggie seemed to think it was his duty to shield you from the prying eyes of Luke and Bobby, who to be perfectly honest weren’t even doing anything,
“Stop looking at my girlfriend you pervs!” he exclaimed, using his own body to hide yours.
“Reggie you do know I’m not your girlfriend,” you raised a brow.
“Not yet you aren’t gorgeous,” he winked at you and the boys laughed at his shenanigans.
“You also know we’ve seen (Y/N) in a bikini before,” Bobby added.
“Shame on you,” Reggie clicked his tongue before finally moving aside, but still wrapping his arms around you like a koala.
“Alex is there something wrong with your suit?” you asked as he had his hands awkwardly placed on his lap.
“N-No all good,” he insisted.
“Dude, come on, did it get small or something?” Luke asked.
Before Alex could say anything Boby swatted Alex’s hands away and his bathing suit filled with air from the jets, filling up like a balloon and Alex quickly tried to push the suit back down.
The boys burst into a fit of roaring laughter and you let out a chuckle as Alex’s beet-red face insisted.
“It’s not my fault guys!”
“Yeah doesn’t stop it from being funny,” Reggie continued to laugh.
As relaxing as the hot tub was you all had to leave before you increased your body temperatures too much and started to feel faint.
When you went inside you all changed into pyjamas and laid down on your respective mats and beds.
“You know,” Reggie started and the group groaned, already knowing what was coming. You just giggled, snuggling yourself further into his embrace. “I really thought quicksand was going to be a much bigger problem than it turned out to be,”
“Reggie I love you, but sometimes the things you say-,” you cut yourself off with your own laughter.
“No seriously though! You always see it in comics and cartoons and movies and when do you ever encounter it in real life. Almost never! Like why didn’t they warn us about the dangers of walking the street at night or something actually useful,”
“Cause what kids show is going to centre their plot around walking alone at night?” Alex added from the couch, tossing a ball up and down in the air.
“Guys I don’t mean to bring down the mood,” Bobby said, looking up at the ceiling. “but do you guys ever feel like there’s not really a place for us besides with each other? I-I mean that’s just kind of how I feel but I wasn’t sure if you guys did too,”
“No I get what you mean,” you nodded in agreement. “but I also don’t think that’s a bad thing, you guys are family,”
Alex nodded stiffly and seemed to be biting the inside of his cheek, Reggie noticed this and brought it up,
“Alex you alright man?”
Alex looked like he was about to nod his head, but shook it instead, choosing to be honest.
“What happened sweetie?” you asked gently and he stopped throwing his ball up in the air.
“I came out to my parents… it… it didn’t go as well as I hoped,” he explained, fighting back tears. “They just looked so disappointed.”
Reggie didn’t hesitate to push himself up from the mat, coming to join Alex on the couch and bringing his friend into a tight hug.
You, Bobby, and Luke joined not much longer after, hoping you could deliver some comfort to your friend. Alex was Alex, that hadn’t changed and you wondered why his parents couldn’t see that.
“You know I was having an existential crisis once,” Reggie started and Alex was already laughing through his tears knowing his friend was going to use some sort of random story to try and cheer him up. “See I couldn’t find the parmesan cheese and then I started freaking out, but it was just on the table,” Reggie nodded while Bobby gave him a punch in the arm.
“Reggie that’s not even funny,” you said, but couldn’t help yourself from laughing.
“Well, Alex thinks it’s hilarious and that’s all that matters,” Reggie added squeezing his friend tighter.
The group continued to speak a bit more about the heavy topics until their eyes became heavier than words and most of them fell asleep.
Reggie thought you wouldn’t notice as he quietly stood up and left the room, so you followed him, seeing him leave through the unlocked back door, sitting on the brick ledge in the backyard.
“You know you can’t escape that easy babe,” you said softly, causing him to turn around and notice you.
He chuckled softly while you slowly walked over to him, one hand in the pocket of your sweater, the other fixing his hair that had fallen in front of his eyes.
“Hey, Reg?”
“Mhmm,” he nodded, looking out at the soft city lights in the distance.
“I know you were deflecting with that whole cheese thing,” you said while seating yourself sideways in his lap.
“Oh really?” he asked and you nodded.
“Everyone else shared something, you just kind of stayed quiet,” you explained. “But you don’t have to if you don’t want to. You can always talk to me,”
There was a short period of silence, but then out of the blue Reggie decided to speak up,
“Sometimes I don’t wanna talk,” Reggie admitted, looking up at you. “Sometimes I just want someone to hold me, pretend my problems don’t exist. Just for a second,”
“Well I can do that too,” you nodded, turning yourself slightly so you could wrap your arms around his neck and pull him into a hug.
You stayed there, you weren’t entirely sure how long, but when you pulled apart it was agonizingly slow, clear that both of you would have rather stayed in that position.
When Reggie’s cheek grazed against your own, your eyes couldn’t help but flick down to his lips, and you didn’t know if it was the exhaustion or the need to be close to him again, but you kissed him.
It was soft and not very long, but it felt warm and complete.
When you pulled back again, Reggie went to tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear, resting his forehead on yours.
Your mom had told you at the beginning of the night to stay safe, you were almost one hundred percent sure that wasn’t what she meant, but with Reggie, everything felt safe and that’s all that mattered.
Hey Kas! You’re for real one of my favourite authors on here, I always fall into your fics. You’re one of the reasons I decided to start writing again 💕 are you working on any Bucky one-shots atm? (Ps. Congratulations on voting. I’m a Canadian, but still, get that Cheeto out of office!! 😂😂)
:) thank you love! aw wow that’s so awesome you started writing again! I had a few year period when I stopped myself and it feels so good to be back in it again.
I have few upcoming fics that are finished and ready to be posted in the next few weeks (the ones from the poll a few days back), but the one I’m currently working on is actually a suggestion by @jbuchanan-barnes about the bruising bucky sustained on his face while in the chair and y’n’s reaction to it ❤️
we are 100% here for a cheeto free office in 2021 🙌🏼 If you’re a ‘unlikely’ voter in NC, TX, or FL I wrote some letters through Vote Forward so be on the lookout hahah
👻Zombie: Do you think that you could survive a zombie apocalypse?
i would absolutely love to think so, and for a while i probably could, but i know that pretty much my entire family probably wouldn’t make it, and so that would make it really hard for me to deal with.
