Again. This is a standalone. Just impure fuckery that I want to put out into the world. This is so forbidden and messed up I’m sick with myself.
“Don’t you look pretty” He stood but the doorway of your dressing room, his dark chestnut hair combed back, beard trimmed, wearing a blue navy suit. His eyes raked you up and down while you finished off your makeup.
“Thank you” You felt your face heat up, fixing your veil and brushing off the front of your dress, your body buzzing with anticipation. In just a few moments, he’d walk you down the aisle to the man you were going to marry. You blinked at him with doe eyes as he closed the door and clicked the lock, striding over to you, blue eyes locked with yours.
“Are you ready princess?” He whispered, letting the rough pad of his thumb trace over your cheek, glancing at your soft lips while you kept your eyes down, unable to meet his intense gaze. You could feel butterflies in your tummy but they weren’t for your soon to be husband. They weren’t from excitement on your special day. They were for-
“Such a pretty little angel in white” Bucky cooed, letting his hands drop to your waist, pushing you against your vanity, lifting you and placing you on top of the table. Your heart started beating out of your chest as he slotted himself between your legs, rubbing your thighs through the soft silk material of your wedding dress. You whimpered as he tugged the top of the dress down to expose your lace covered breasts, dipping down to take your nipple in his mouth, wetting the fabric.
“Wearing what I bought for you, hm? You think your husband deserves to see you in this?” There was a growl in his voice as he bunched your skirt up to your waist, his cock twitching looking at the garter that clung onto your thigh and your barely covered cunt. He tugged at the white lace, groaning at the arousal that soaked your panties, pulling them off and slipping them into his pocket. He didn’t waste any time unbuttoning his pants and tugging his cock out, spreading your legs and hooking them around his waist, bringing his weeping tip to your fluttering entrance.
“Look at my princess, spreading her legs for her stepdaddy on her wedding day” Bucky groaned, pushing his cock in, not giving you any adjustment time as he started to thrust into you like an animal.
“D-Daddy!” You cried out, biting down onto his shoulder to keep your screams low as he started to plow into you, the vanity mirror shaking and thudding against the wall. Your white heels dug into his ass as you clung onto him for dear life, taking every bit of pleasure he was fucking into you. Bucky pulled off the tie off his neck, stuffing it into your mouth, growling as he brought your leg up over his shoulder, shoving his cock in and out of you as deep as possible.
“Quiet you whore, you don’t want your mother to see you like this do you? You want your husband to hear you? He doesn’t know about our play time does he? How you take care of your needy tingles with your stepdads cock” You sobbed in pleasure, your muffled moans drowned out by the sound of Bucky’s grunts, practically snarling against your neck, fucking you like he was in heat.
“Does he know? How his future wife gets off on fucking her mothers new huaband? How filthy she is, slobbering over her stepdaddy’s cock each night?”
“Open” Bucky ripped the tie out of your mouth and squeezed your cheeks together, forcing your jaw open, smirking a the way you stuck your tongue out for him. He spat in your mouth, groaning when you swallowed, “Good girl, my dirty little girl” He snaked his hand down to your sensitive bundle of nerves, tracing soft circles over it make your pussy clench and gush.
“My favorite thing to play with” He let out a dark chuckle at the way your body jolted as soon as he started to rub your clit, your moans growing higher, turning into whined and whimpers whenever you were close.
“Daddy I-I’m-” You shuddered, trying hard to keep it together, tears prickling at the corners of your eyes as he slammed into you while playing with your bud.
“Tell me sweetheart, are you gonna play with your princess parts after your married? You gonna wait for your husband to leave for work so you can rub your little pearl and think of me? hm?” Your jaw was slack, silent screams rasping from your lips as your eyes rolled back, your arousal squirting out of you as you started to cum. “Remember when I first caught you princess, caught you humping my pillow like a filthy dirty little whore, getting your sweet cream all over the place? Remember when daddy licked you clean afterwards?”
Your mind was reeling, thinking back to when Bucky had caught you touching yourself, the way he’d practically held you upside down so he could devour your pussy, sucking and drinking your nectar until you screamed so loud you could have sworn the neighbors heard.
“You gonna run home to daddy so he can take care of that tingly achy feeling between you legs because he can’t satisfy you?” Bucky snarled against your neck, a wave of jealously pumping through his body at the thought of you having another man inside you, at the thought of your soft needy moans for someone else. “He’ll never be me, you know that right baby? Daddys the only one who can make his angel cum”
“FUCK DADDY” You could feel a second orgasm lick up your spine, gagging as soon Bucky shoved his fingers into your mouth to shut you up.
“Shhh, keep it down sweets, don’t want him to hear how much of a dirty little whore you are. He think’s he’s marrying a virgin, he doesn’t know I’ve stretched and ruined your pussy, stuffed my cock in all your holes. Take it princess, take your stepdaddys cream” Bucky groaned, his hips stilling as he pumped you full of his cum, smirking in satisfaction knowing you’d be walking down the aisle with his cum dripping down your legs.
He pulled out of you, helping you off the dresser, giving you a moment to retouch your make up and fix your dress. He yanked your hand away as you went to grab a tissue to clean yourself, shaking his head while you whimpered at the stick mess that soaked your legs.
“If he’s so lucky to get a taste of your pussy to night, he’ll get to taste the man you really belong to, too” Bucky whispered in your ear, nipping your neck as he linked your arm in his, ready to walk you down the aisle.
You stood on shaky legs, letting Bucky take your hand, placing it in your fiancés, a dark expression on his face as he took a step back to let the wedding proceedings begin.
“Take care of her” Bucky nodded to your soon to be husband, the possessive hand squeezing at your waist letting you know this wouldn’t be the last time he had you.
you said dad bucky is welcome so what about stepdad bucky and the kid calling him dad for the first time??
Warnings: None, fluff!
Authors Notes: thank you so much for this!! My brain is like a squashed orange so I appreciate the fluff requests. Dad Bucky is always welcome ❤️
And They Call Him Dad
It was a special day, it was your young daughter’s birthday and though you were stuck at work, Bucky made plans to take her shopping and promised to buy her whatever she wanted.
He insisted it would be good for them, since your daughter held strong reservations. If it was up to her, you would be single for the rest of your life. She didn’t want you to meet anyone and she certainly didn’t want you to remarry. She didn’t want to take someone’s else’s name and call another man dad.
As the two set off for their day shopping, the tension was obvious between the two and Bucky hated it. He allowed her to lead the way and enter any shop she wanted. The more time they spent together, a little easier making conversation became.
They stopped for ice cream, Bucky ordered his favourite chocolate flavoured ice cream and your daughter ordered a strawberry. She sat on the bench in the park and scooted up when Bucky walked over with the ice cream in his hands.
“This is for the birthday girl.” He said with a bright smile.
“Thanks dad.” She replied, her eyes immediately widening and her heart skipping beats. She wouldn’t admit it yet, but it was over the past couple of months she started to warm up to him.
She felt safe around him and knew he was a good man and loved them both so much. Bucky’s own heart was beating steadily out of his chest. It’s the first time she has ever called him dad, and he would absolutely love to hear it again. But he knew it would be a slow process and chose not to make a big deal out of it right now even if he was desperate to do some somersaults and scream from the rooftops.
“You’re welcome sweetheart. Where do you wanna go next?”
“There’s these really cool shoes I want to show you!” She grinned.
Avengers Tower - The Dads Wing by @tllgrrl aka Nefertiri Jones
StepDad!Bucky Barnes & Dad!Clint Barton | Rated: G
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Summary: Grumpy Old Man Bucky Barnes runs into Grumpy Younger Man Clint Barton. It’s been a while, and it seems they now have more in common than the last time they met.
