SEX TAPE
summary: bucky wants a tape for when he misses u. it’s just smut.
w/c: 3.5k
warnings: so many😭 p in v unprotected (implied birth control), oral (female reviving), light degrading, light praise kink, no use of y/n, filming the deed, light pussy slapping (only once), munch bucky and then rough dom bucky. idk prolly more
Bucky kisses softly at your rib cage, enjoying having you panting and he has t even take. off your bra yet. “Can we film tonight?” He asks softly, pulling away.
You’d been caught in a daze of how his lips felt on your skin, that you don’t even process his words at first, your mind feeling foggy. “H-huh?”
He chuckles softly and cups your cheek so gently. “Film. We said we’d make a tape for when I miss you…”
Realization comes flooding back to you as you remember that conversation.
Bucky’s voice is soft as he holds, the two of you basking in the afterglow of passion. “Hey love?” Bucky’s voice is soft as he soft and hesitant, making you sit up just a little to rest your chin against his chest.
You lift a hand so you can lightly brush your fingers through his front locks of hair. “What is it?” You smile gently, enjoying the calmness of being in his arms.
He sighs, looking a little shameful, “I hate long distance for a lot of reasons. I miss dates and holding you and everything but I mean–” he sighs again, unsure of how to word his feelings. “I’m not trying to sound like an ass hat, but when we’re apart I miss having sex with you.”
You laugh at his words, finding them sweet. “You’re not an asshat, I miss sex too sometimes,” you chuckle, amused by his statement but still curious where he’s going with this.
“I just– I was thinking what if when I miss you I–” He swallows hard, not usually one to choke on his words and yet nervous now, a sighting rarer a blue moon practically. He closes his eyes to get it over with. “Would you ever wanna make a sex tape.” The words are a little gruff as he opens his eyes to look at you, waiting for a slap in the face and a lecture on misogyny or something.
Your eyes are wide, you weren’t expecting that at all, but you don’t slap him– yet. “You’ve got my attention…” You nod, urging him to say more, to elaborate.
“It’s just, I always miss you so much, and my imagination works wonders I just–” He takes a breath, swallowing hard once again. “Sometimes I just want some… visual aid.” He shrugs, trying to play it off. “You know? For the really lonely nights, a nice video to watch of us.” He looks up at you hesitantly, trying to read your face and make sure you aren’t angry with him.
“Just for you Buck okay? No bragging and showing it off to Steve or something.” You sigh.
He lights up like Christmas. “I’d never! I wouldn’t want him to see what’s just for me anyways.”
You can’t help but smile at how excited he seems. You’re hesitant about the thought of it, but you know you’d probably end up appreciating that video just as much as he will. “I have an old vlog camera I used to use at summer camps, I never got rid of it. I can see if it still works?” You offer.
“Holy fuck, you’re perfect.” He grins, leaning up to place a gentle kiss on your lips
“Right!” You nod as you think back on that conversation. You bite your lip nervously, you’d never done this before and you’re filled with nerves about how you’ll look on camera. “Let me grab the camera.” You swallow as your legs spin off the bed and you head for your desk, opening a drawer, you turn on the fully charged camera with hours of storage you cleared just for this. You turn around to see Bucky hovering behind you. He’s years out of his Winter Soldier days but still never fails to startle you with how silently he moves.
“Can I start the video?” He asks softly, holding his hand out for the camera. You swallow but hand it to him and hear the little beep as he starts the video. Suddenly you feel hyper aware of your bra and shorts, and even more nervous knowing that you’ll be naked most of the video.
He aims the camera right on your face and you avoid looking at it, instead staring up at him, bitting on your lip subconsciously, waiting for him to direct his movie. “You okay?” He asks softly. “We don’t have to do this.” He says, going to put the camera down.
“No.” You shake your head. “I– I want you to have this.” You’re confident in your words despite how hushed and shaky your voice is, you’re nervous, but you mean it still.
“Good girl…” He purrs with a shit eating grin, “Look at the blush.” He hums in the satisfied tone as his finger gently caress your cheek, making sure to capture your face on the camera. “Can you look at the camera and tell me you love me, so I can watch it back later?”
You swallow hard, looking up at him hesitantly, but eventually looking down at the camera in his hand. Your voice is shaky, you’re feel like choking on your words, but you force out a soft whisper. “I love you Bucky…” You murmur to the camera.
“Thank you.” He smiles, placing a gentle kiss on your lips as he sets the camera down on your desk. You have an L shaped desk, so Bucky sets the camera down where he can still press you up against the other half of the desk.
Whatever worries had been filling your brain are promptly washed away as he places his mouth on yours, soft but a little strained. He gently moves his lips against yours, soft and warm in a synchronized rhythm, until eventually sliding his tongue into your mouth. You whimper ever so lightly as you feel that velvety warmth against your own tongue.
You can feels his hands work their way down your torso, the metal one cool and resting on your ribs lightly while the other tried to feel every inch of skin like this is his first time touching you and he’ll never be able to again. It’s a desperation that you adore, Bucky has this special skill of always making you feel so desirable, so wanted. And this video does nothing more than add to that. He doesn't wanna watch porn, or use his imagination, no, he wants some shitty home video of you having sex.
You feel his lips attach to your neck, he kisses around, soft wet kisses here and there until he settles on a spot on your neck to begin sucking with the obvious intention of leaving a hickey. You hum contently and hold onto his biceps loosely for support, as he reaches behind your back, unclasping your red lace bra and letting it fall to the floor. He pulls back from your neck to gasp for breath, before picking up the camera off of the desk.
His hand isn't really steady as he focuses in on the lightly forming hickey on your neck. "Look at that, pretty little mark for you," He shifts the camera to your face, part grinning but still half bashful. He pans the camera over your bare torso, his hand running down your skin. "Look at all that pretty skin. Haven't seen you in so long, I got no marks left on you, I gotta cover those pretty titties of yours," he says as he gives one of your breasts a nice firm squeeze, eliciting a soft whimper out of you. He flicks the soft bud of your nipple between his thumb until it hardens between his finger, making you whimper again as he pinches it.
He sets the camera down and continues to leave hickeys on your torso. Down the valley of your breasts, across your rib cage, and spread over your abdomen. He's leaving you completely claimed and covered in his bruises.
He’s scattering your body full of hickeys waving you breathy and wanting. You feel heat pool in your stomach more and more as he kisses lower nd lower. Those soft lips– now wet and messy– kiss along the. edge of your small denim shorts. You whimper, a soft whiny “Bucky…”
He grins against your skin as you whine his name, he’s careful as he unbuttons the shorts, sliding the zipper much slower than he needs too, and gently pulling down your shorts to reveal a pair of dark purple lacy panties. “So beautiful.” He groans, placing hot open mouth kisses to the front of your thighs.
You whine, bucking your hips up and into his face, but all it gets you is strong hands locking onto your legs. As you whine again, this time even more desperate, he pulls away slightly, shaking his head scoldingly. “I know you’re needy baby, it’s been too long. You deserve to feel good, and you will. Right now though I gotta take my time with you, make her feel real good, okay?”
You swallow and nod. “Okay.” Is all you manage to whisper as he gets back to kissing you.
He picks up the camera in his metal hand, and takes off your lacy panties, slipping them down your legs. You’re practically dripping down your thighs, cunt glistening on camera, making Bucky groan a little. “Holy shit baby you’re soaked…” he grunt, running two fingers through the wetness of your folds, sucking his fingers contently. “She tastes even sweeter every single time.” He places a soft gentle kiss onto your clit, making your hips buck into his face, he immediately puts his hand back on your thigh, holding you down.
He sets the camera down so he can place both of his hands on your thighs, holding you in place. He starts with just kitten licks, lapping up your juices happily, skillfully avoiding your clit. Until finally, finally, his lips wrap around that sensitive bunch of nerve endings and suck. It’s not nearly enough to make you finish, but it sure as hell makes you cry out, throwing your head back with pleasure.
He pulls his mouth away to keep kissing your thighs, but doesn’t leave you without pleasure, his fingers coming up to rub small circles on your clit with his thumb. “Bucky…” You whine. You have nothing to actually say to him, simply that all you can think right now is those 5 letters. Bucky. You don’t have any time to think because suddenly his fingers and sliding into you, slowly as to not hurt you, but not enough to tease.
“Fuck…” he groans, quickly he picks up the camera. “Look at that pretty pussy just completely swallowing my fingers. Dripping all over me. Holy shit baby.” He grumbles, placing a soft kiss on your clit. He slowly brings his fingers in and out of you, just so he can watch the wetness pooling out of you as you take his fingers eagerly.
He does something you don’t expect and shifts the camera up to your face, you blush and go to look away, but his fingers suddenly switch to full speed and his thumb starts working fast circles on your clit, dragging you into a whimpery mess, face contorted with pleasure. And he’s getting it all on camera.
He sets the camera down down and really gets to business. His fingers drag in and out of you, curling when he’s at the depths of your cunt. His mouth sucks on your clit, sucking hard and fast, tongue jutting out ever so often to play with the nub.
His metal arm holds down your hips. You’re close, right on the edge when he stops completely. You’re close whine loudly, frustrated. But he just scoops you up and wraps your legs around so you’re sitting on his shoulders. He does stuff like this now and then to remind you he’s not just stronger than you, he’s a super soldier, and you feel feather light sitting on him.
He devours you. He’s hungry– starving for your pussy. The man’s got a sweet tooth and you’re the first dessert he’s having after going on a diet. Before Bucky you never knew there were men who could actually enjoy giving head, men who really wanted to devour a woman, but Bucky always seems desperate to have his tongue inside you, to make you cum in his mouth, like he gets off just from touching your clit. It’s surreal.
“Fuck I’m… so close… Bucky…” grunts and whimpers fall from your lips freely as Bucky pulls you apart little bit by but until waves of pleasure crash over you again and again. You feel your thighs pulsing, your eyes closed as your brain completely shuts down full of bliss. His mouth is relentless, taking you through every wave of pleasure and making sure your orgasm lasts as long as he can make it.
Finally, once your thighs are squeezing his face, your whining constantly, and your hips pull away, only then does he take his mouth off your cunt, lips disconnecting with a soft pop sound. He’s slow about removing his fingers from inside of you, and even slower about liking them clean, like he needs every little atom of cum he can get. “Good girl.” He hums against your skin, placing lots of little pecks all over your thighs. “So pretty.” “You taste so good doll.” he says, working kisses up your stomach. “I love you.” He hums as he stands up, kissing your neck until finally he’s towering over you again. He cups your face in his hands and kisses you.
You whimper, still feeling fuzzy from such an intense orgasm finishing only 30 seconds ago. Without warning, he scoops you up in one arm and grabs the camera in the other. He’s gentle as he sets you down on the bed, setting the camera down on his nightstand.
He gets off the bed and stands up to strip. His tank top goes first, next his belt, then pants and then boxers before he comes back to the bed to hover over you, you look up at him in complete awe and adoration. How can a man be that gorgeous?
“You see what you do to me?” He grunts, holding his rock hard cock in his hands. “You see what that pussy does to me?” He continues, lightly slapping your cunt, not enough to sting at all, but he makes his point. When you don’t respond, he grabs your face, your jaw tightly held between his thumb and forefingers.
You whimper and nod. “I see it.” Your voice is soft and timid, but you’re not scared, quite the opposite. You’re completely and totally aroused.
“Good girl…” He hums softly, placing lazy kisses on your neck, soft and all over without any intention of marking you, and he’s left a lot of marks tonight.
Without warning you feel the tip of his cock sliding between your folds as he slowly pushes inside of you, you cry out, back arching off the bed. “Shh, shh, shhh,” he hums, cupping your face as he keeps leaving soft kisses. You can feel that deep groan he lets put against your neck as he slides himself deeper and deeper inside of you, feeling your lips wrap around nice and snug. “Fuck babydoll you get tighter and tighter every time or something…” he grumbles. All you can do is whimper in response, eyes blown out, already spent but so willing to be used.
“God,” he groans, his voice is deep, and desperate as he moves in and out of you at a slow, steady pace. “Can I speed up?” He asks softly, clearly holding onto by a thread to try and let you adjust.
All you can do is nod. “More.” You whisper meekly, encouraging him to take whatever he needs.
It’s music to his ears the weak little “more” leaving your lips. His sends into a daze as he quickens his pace, rolling his hips faster and slamming into you each time, that wet slap of skin filling the sounds of your bedroom.
His thrusts get messy fast. Eating you out was enough to get him started, and god it’s so hot to think about how much he enjoyed devouring you. To think he’s already close just from how aroused he gets about blessing you? It’s a dream come true.
You don’t mean to be a pillow princess, you’d fuck back if he let you, but his hold is strong on your hips, keeping you laying flat, and making sure you get to relax while does all the work, chasing his own high. “Fuck baby, so tight… gonna cum in that sweet little pussy, get you all filled up just busting on the insides.” He grunts, hips moving fast and sloppily, mever pulling out very much before slamming right back into the depths of you pussy, places you’d never been able to reach on your own, that make your toes curl in a way only Bucky knows how to do.
“You wanna come again doll?” He asks you harshly, it comes off like a demand, but you know he’s being respectful in his own weird insecure way. He never wants to overstimulate you, often worried it’s too much for you, like he sees you as something fragile and precious.
But all you do is nod. “Please!” is all it takes for his hand to move down and start working fast circles on your clit.
“Tell me when… tell me when you’re ready doll, I’ll hold on for you…” he grumbles, clearly right on the edge doing everything he can to wait for you and make sure you get your pleasure before him. You nod, closing your eyes to soak up every little feeling.
It doesn’t take long for that burning knot in your stomach to get pulled to its tightest, “Bucky!” You cry out, eyes rolling back as that familiar shudder washes over you for the second time tonight. Pure euphoria, eyes rolling back as you practically scream, feeling his cum, warm and thick jetting into you as he slowly pulls out, but barely, making sure every drop is getting inside of you. “Fuck!” You whine, hips bucking and pulling back as you come down from that beautiful high only James Barnes can bring you.
He just stays there over you for a little bit, blissed out and catching his breath. “Fuck, doll…” he mumbles, siting up a little and grabbing the camera off the bedside. He fils as he slowly pulls out of you, drops of his own cum trickling out of your pussy, dripping white spots onto the sheets. “Holy shit, there isn’t much prettier then watching me drop out of you. So fucking gorgeous.” He mumbles, leaning over to place a soft kiss on your lips. He comes up, gently brushing some sweaty strands of hair out of your face, and shifting the camera up to you. “Look at you pretty girl. You felt good?”
“Mhm.” You nod, smiling up at him adoringly.
“That’s my girl. My beautiful girl.” He smiles and. You hear the click as the camera turns off and he sets it down on the table, no longer recording. “Thank you.” He murmurs.
“For what?” You asks still breathless.
“Letting me film.” He smiles.
“Oh right.” You chuckle, “yeah of course. I know how much you wanted it. And it’s nice to think you’ll watch it when we’re apart.”
“Every night.” He grins. “I’m gonna get addicted to it.”
You can’t help but giggle at his joking, “I mean I guess you can have a porn addiction if you’re just watching me.”
He smiles down and you and leans into kiss you softly. He gets out of the bed and walks into the bathroom, coming back with a cool wet washcloth that he uses to gently clean up your body, giving you praise the entire time about how good you looked on camera or how good you tasted, loads of little things like that. He wants to make sure you know just how much he loves you.
hehe, i hope u guys like this! i’m thinking of writing like and angsty pt. 2 where it gets leaked but don’t know yet, lmk in comments or requests if you’d read that.
dividers r from: @chrisssiren
story time i only knew where one of my dividers i used were from and i spent prolly an hour trying to find the rest only to find all of the ones in this story r from the same person😔 very bittersweet
