Training You
Pairing / Dark!Stepdad!Bucky Barnes x Innocent! Reader
Warnings / Grooming, Public Sex/Masturbation, Choking, Slight Somnophilia (Let me know if I missed something!!)
Bucky Barnes was not a good man, if people knew the thoughts he had about you they’d call him a monster. Maybe he was but he didn’t care, how could he when he was presented with you, so beautiful, so perfect. He knew he had to have you, it wasn’t a question of it but of when and how.
Marrying your mom was the easy part, he knew he was good looking, could charm anybody and your mom had always been soft on him anyway. He couldn’t have cared less about her but she had given him you, the greatest gift of them all.
It was easy to get you to trust him, so easy it was almost laughable but Bucky had a clear plan, one that ended with his cock buried in you until you were sobbing, begging for more, begging for less, a mess on his cock as he fucked you.
It started of innocently enough, he had to get you used to him first, it wasn’t like he could just come into your bedroom and shove his cock in you. No, he needed you to love him properly, to be so taken with him that you’d keep this a secret, that it would be seen as something special for you from him.
He started with some light touches here and there, soft caresses that wouldn’t be read into if seen by anyone else and you certainly wouldn’t think much of them but eventually you would come to associate Bucky with those soft touches. He’d let his fingers run across your face as he brushed some hair away for you, let his hand rest on the small of your back as you stood together, wrapped you in his arm on the sofa and let his fingers trail along your arm soothingly.
All innocent enough touches and god if Bucky didn’t love when you reciprocated them. When you would come up to him and wrap your arms around his waist, your head against his chest, when your hand found his as you walked together or the way your head fell onto his shoulder and you’d fall asleep against him.
It took everything in Bucky to control himself, to not pin you down then and there and have his way with you.
But he behaved himself. Enough so that he could start on the next part of his plan to get you to trust him, to associate all these warm feelings to him. Next he introduced kissing between the two of you. Nothing outrageous at first, just a simple peck to your forehead here, a press of his lips to your temple there. Nothing that could be seen as inappropriate. It was only when the two of you were alone that he tried his luck, nothing too bad but if you happened to mention it to your mom it would definitely raise an eyebrow. When it was just the two of you he leaned forward and placed a soft kiss to the corner of your mouth, not letting himself linger like he wanted to but he was glad that when he pulled away he could see a soft blush on your cheeks.
You never did say anything about that kiss though and Bucky couldn’t help the thrill of pleasure that ran through him. He let himself kiss you again a few more times, so close to your lips but forcing himself to stop before he closed the distance. The first time you turned towards him and placed a kiss to the corner of his lips it took all of Bucky’s self-control to stay relaxed.
It was months, long, agonising, tempting months of this but finally he got a small taste of what was to come. He timed it perfectly, your mom was out of the house and it was just you and Bucky. He could see when you had decided to kiss him, turning to face him and reaching up. Bucky waited until you were just about to touch him to turn his head, your lips connecting with his and Bucky’s cock jumped to attention, half hard already at the simplest touch.
You had pulled away like you’d been shocked, doe eyed and so damn innocent, apologises falling from your lips but Bucky just shook his head.
“It’s alright, sweetheart.” He had assured you, reaching up and brushing a strand of your hair away from your face, his fingers trailing down to your cheek and cupping it softly.
“No it’s bad, I’m really sorry.” You repeated and Bucky had to bite his lip to stop a smirk taking over his face. God, you really were perfect.
“No, no it’s not bad, Y/N/N.” Bucky told you, watching confusion spread across your face and you looked up at him. “It’s not bad, it’s just a…special kiss.”
“A special kiss?” You asked, confusion contorting into a wide smile and Bucky knew he had you, you weren’t ready for anything more, not by a long shot but he’d known he could get this small thing from you.
“Oh yeah, lots of daddies have special kisses with their girls.” Bucky told you, keeping his tone light and casual like he was talking about the weather or some story on the news when really he was barely keeping himself from forcing you onto your knees and shoving his cock down your throat. “Only daddies and their girl know about it otherwise it wouldn’t be special, right?”
“Right!” You nodded, smile widening and Bucky let a smile spread across his face, his thumb brushing across your cheek bone. “Can we have a special kiss? I promise I won’t tell.”
And Bucky believed it, he could see it all over your face, how excited, how eager you were to please him, to have a special kiss with him.
Fuck Bucky was going to cum hard tonight…too bad he’d have to make do with your mom and not you.
“Course we can, Y/N/N.” Bucky said and he watched as you immediately leaned back up to meet his lips.
God you were perfect. He let you take control at first, barely holding back a moan when your lips brushed with his again but this time you didn’t pull away, you kept them there, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. Bucky lasted only a few moments before he moved his lips against yours, keeping the kiss soft but making it last longer, smiling when your lips moved with his.
It went on for months like that, with Bucky savouring every sweet kiss you gave him, the memories of those kisses keeping him occupied every night. They grew longer and deeper as you became more and more comfortable with them and Bucky was impressed with his own self-control, even if he did have to walk around with a half hard cock for the rest of the day.
Eventually though he needed more, it was like a compulsion, he had to have you but he knew he had to play it right, one wrong move and you would get scared and he’d risk losing you. Not that he’d let anyone take you from him of course, if anyone tried they’d be dead before they hit the ground.
The next part was getting you used to more touches, not the innocent ones from earlier, no this time he needed to feel you. It started when the two of you were alone on the sofa together, Bucky hadn’t planned to do it now, your mom was in the house still but you were so tempting, he just couldn’t resist.
He kept an ear out for your mom, still hearing her upstairs with the shower running. Bucky didn’t know how long he had so he turned to you, smiling when you automatically faced him and your eyes fell to his lips. Bucky wasted no time leaning over and kissing you, keeping the kiss slow, almost lazy like he wasn’t thinking of how his fingers would feel inside you.
“We can’t!” You gasped, eyes darting to the door and Bucky smiled, he had you so well trained already and he’d barely done anything.
“It’s alright, sweetheart. Mom’s not here, we can have our secret kisses.” He told you, bringing his voice down to a whisper causing you to giggle but you nodded, trusting his word and let yourself be pulled back into a kiss.
His hand that he placed on your cheek trailed downwards until it cupped your neck, Bucky smiling as you leaned into the touch. He let his hand stay that for a few moments before he moved it again, slowly, not rushing as he let you feel every movement.
His hand fell from your neck, trailing down lower and lower until it brushed against your clothed chest. The little gasp you let out against his lip was like fucking drugs and Bucky was hooked just like that, he had to hear that noise again. Bucky shifted his hand before he smoothed it against your clothed tit, drawing another gasp from you but this time you pulled away to look at him with those wide, innocent eyes.
“S’okay, Y/N.” Bucky murmured, his hand still just resting against you though he longed to cup and squeeze, pinch and nip at the smooth skin hidden from him. “Just another part of our special kiss. You like it?”
Bucky watched you nod with a sort of dazed look on your face, glancing from him down to your chest where his hand lay and Bucky hoped he hadn’t screwed this up.
“Like it, feels good.” You told him and Bucky let himself relax, he knew what he was doing, there was no reason to doubt himself.
Your tone had gone breathy and Bucky felt his cock twitch in anticipation but he didn’t focus on that, not when you were being so perfect for him.
“Yeah, it feels good?” He asked and you nodded again. “That’s how our special kisses are supposed to feel, they make you feel all good and warm inside.”
Bucky watched as you nodded again, a smile pulling at your lips before you looked away from his hand and back at him, leaning in again and pressing your lips together. This time Bucky couldn’t stop the small groan that escaped him, not when his fingers twitched and he cupped your tit in his hand, not when you let out the softest little moan he’d ever heard in his life.
The noise was enough, the feeling of your tit in his hand and your lips against his was enough that he could feel pre-cum soaking his boxers. He felt like he could cum in his pants like this alone but forced himself to relax.
Instead he focused on kneading your breast in his hand, drawing quiet, breathy moans from you. It wasn’t until he let his fingers nearly pull away, going only far enough to find your nipple did you pull away, he pinched the soft bud between his fingers and you pulled away, your head tilting to the side and exposing your neck, forcing Bucky to stay still and not bury himself against you.
“That feel good, baby?” Bucky couldn’t help but chuckle as you nodded, seeming to have to force your eyes open, half lidded as you looked at him. He heard footsteps on the stairs and cursed himself for becoming so occupied with you that he stopped listening for your mom.
You seemed to hear her at the same time because you looked at Bucky with wider eyes before smiling at him, lifting your finger to your mouth in a silent shush motion. Bucky couldn’t help but grin at you, his earlier thoughts of how well he had you trained showing clear as day.
He’d never done anything with you in front of your mom, no kisses, no touches like this. He had to admit he had been interested to see how you’d react but this was better than anything he could have imagined, especially when you shifted and cuddled into his chest, turning your attention to the TV just as your mom walked in, the woman smiling at the sight.
It made it so much better, knowing he was getting away with it right under her nose, her in the next room whilst he kissed and played with her daughter, not a single suspicion raised and you, you so eager to keep it a secret, so wrapped around him that he knew it wouldn’t be long before he was burying himself in that tight, untouched pussy.
God, he was drenching his boxers, so much pre-cum spilling out of him, his cock desperate for you. As the three of you sat in the living Bucky couldn’t stop himself, it was risky, your mom was sat on the armchair next to you, if she turned her head she had a clear view of the pair of you, but he couldn't help himself and gently let his fingers reach out until they brushed across your tit again.
He felt you jump at the touch but thankfully you managed to stay quiet and your mom kept her gaze on the TV. He just let his fingers lazily trail across your tit at first until he stopped at your nipple again, pinching softly at the bud and pulling it up as he rolled it around his fingers. He felt you shudder against him, your head digging into his chest before it rolled to look at him and he could see your wide eyes gazing up at him.
Bucky just smiled down at you before pursing his lips to tell you to keep quiet and you smiled, seemingly thinking it was a game for just the two of you and Bucky was so close to bursting. His fingers dropped your nipple and cupped your tit again, kneading it around as you shifted and he could see the way you were biting your lip to keep quiet.
Fuck, you really were so good for him.
His hand left your breast, his fingers light and soft as they trailed downwards, not going as far as he would have liked but they lightly danced down your stomach before finding their way back to your tits and down again. Bucky grinned as you started fidgeting even more before turning your head fully into his chest and nuzzling against it.
Your mom chose that moment to turn to face you, the shifting finally catching her attention. Bucky moved his hand just in time and smiled softly at her, glancing down at you and seeing you had your eyes closed.
“She fell asleep,” He murmured and watched her smile as he shifted you until he was able to pick you up. “I’ll take her to bed.”
Your mom nodded and thanked Bucky, watching the two of you leave. Bucky carried you up the stairs and placed you on the bed, tucking the covers around you as you watched him.
“Good girl keeping it our secret.” Bucky praised and watched as you smiled at him. “You feel good, baby?”
“Feels funny.” You murmured tiredly and Bucky had to stop himself from grinning.
“Funny?” He asked instead, watching as you nodded and shifted closer to him, humming as you did.
“Uh-huh, in my stomach.” You told him and he couldn’t stop his lips twitching upwards but kept them in a soft smile.
“That’s good, sweetheart, means the special kisses are doing their job making you feel good.” Bucky assured you and you looked up at him with so much trust he felt another dribble of pre-cum escape him.
“Love you.” You told him softly, tilting your head up and puckering your lips expectantly and who was Bucky to deny you a soft goodnight kiss.
When he closed your door he let his head hit the back of it and couldn’t stop himself from slipping a hand into his sweatpants, groaning when his fist closed around his soaked cock. He bit his lips and gave himself a few tugs before he forced himself to move, heading downstairs, knowing he needed more than his hand tonight.
It wasn’t long before he was back upstairs, his cock buried in your mom as he slammed in and out of her at a brutal pace, cumming harder than he could ever remember cumming, his thoughts not on the woman in his bed, she was nothing more than a hole for him to use until he had you where he needed you. His thoughts were filled with soft, deep kisses, the feeling of your tits and those delicious sounds you made.
It was so easy to get you used to his touch along your tits, he let that last for a couple of months before he needed more. The next part was the part he was dreaming about, finally getting to touch that little pussy. He knew he had you in a place where you thought this was normal, that this was what happened between daddies and their girls, he knew he could touch you all over and you’d keep quiet.
He waited until your mom was out of the house this time, knowing how much you struggled keeping quiet when he played with your tits, there was no way you’d be silent for this, though the thought of him toying with your pussy in front of your mom without her knowing did send a wave of dark pleasure through him.
The two of you were on your bed together, you had called Bucky in to show him something and it had evolved into kisses and him kneading your breasts. He waited until you pulled away from the kiss, settling yourself against his chest whilst he played with you before he made his move, he wanted your full attention to be on his fingers.
His fingers trailing down your clothed stomach was something you were used to so you didn’t think anything of it when Bucky’s fingers went down towards your belly button but you did notice when they slipped lower than usual.
Before you could say anything though you let out a soft squeak as Bucky’s fingers grazed down the front of your pussy. Your head shot up to look at him but Bucky just smiled at you and let his fingers trail back up, stopping at your clothed clit and letting his fingertips trace circles around the bud.
He watched as any words on your tongue dried up and instead you let out a soft, whining moan, looking up at him with wide, confused eyes as warmth spread across your lower half. He smirked to himself as your eyes fell closed with each circled rub and your lips parted, more soft whimpers escaping you as he alternated between trailing his fingers up and down and rubbing circles against you.
He tried to keep his touch soft and light, he really did but fuck if those noises weren’t doing everything for him. Unconsciously he found his fingers picking up the pace, the noises escaping you coming out faster and louder and Bucky greedily drank them in.
“Does that feel so good, baby?” Bucky asked and you let out a breathy moan, hips bucking unconsciously up into his touch and he couldn’t stop the soft groan that left him, his cock hard and straining against his jeans.
“Uh-huh, it feels really good.” You told him, trailing off into a mess of moans and Bucky wanted to touch you, he wanted to feel your clit against his fingers, wanted his fingers to slip across your hole, maybe accidentally sliding in just a little bit.
And so he didn’t stop himself. He knew you were so blindingly trusting of him by now that you wouldn’t tell anyone, hell he knew you were ready for him to fuck you and would keep your mouth shut but he wasn’t going to push it.
He did need to touch you though, desperately.
His fingers left your pussy causing you to let out a loud whine, pouting up at him but Bucky didn’t waste any time. His hand coming up to the top of your pyjama shorts and slipping past the waistband of those and your underwear.
This time he couldn’t help but moan when his fingers grazed your pussy, trailing down and feeling how wet you were for him already. At the same time Bucky moaned your breath hitched before you let out a gasped moan, looking at Bucky with wide, doe eyes and it took all his strength not to force his fingers into your hole, to fuck you silly on them until you were a crying mess.
With a deep breath he managed to control himself and let his fingers play with your pussy softly, circling your clit and drawing more and more gasps and moans from you, your head buried in Bucky’s chest as you hand gripped his shirt.
He sped his fingers up, smirking to himself at how far gone you were already and he had barely even touched you, this was just a taste of how good he could make you feel but he wouldn’t push it yet, he’d get you used to it until you were begging for more.
“That’s it, baby girl.” Bucky praised as his fingers trailed down to feel how wet you were and god you were soaking, “let Daddy make you feel good.”
“Please Daddy.” You whimpered and Bucky moaned, throwing his head back as he forced himself to not cum in his pants because fuck if that didn’t feel good.
“Daddy’s got you, sweetheart.” Bucky murmured and he could see you were ready to cum, so he increased the pressure, grinning when you let out a strangled moan and pressed down into him.
It didn’t take long before you were throwing your own head back, letting Bucky see your face as you came apart on his hand. You were beautiful like this, lips parted as you cried out, eyes scrunched shut in pleasure.
Bucky continued to work your oversensitive pussy until you were whimpering and burying yourself back into his chest. When he finally pulled his fingers off you he couldn’t help but gather some of you cum onto his fingers, sneaking a taste of you as you hid in his chest, groaning at the sweet taste.
And if Bucky left the room not long after with a wet patch on his jeans then nobody else had to know.
Bucky felt like he was losing his mind waiting and getting you ready, it had only been a month or so since he started playing with your pussy, slowly introducing more and more, slipping his fingers inside you and groaning about how tight you felt around him. It was exhilarating and he was impressed with his own patience, impressed by how well he had managed to not snap.
But Bucky was only a man and when your mom suggested the three of you go out for dinner tonight and you came downstairs wearing that little black skirt he felt all his self-control slip away. He was desperate, he needed to have his hands on you and it was killing him to have to keep his fingers to himself.
In the restaurant you took the seat next to Bucky with your mom sitting opposite the pair of you, chatting away oblivious to Bucky’s thoughts of wanting to be buried in her daughter. Bucky sat back in his chair and couldn’t stop his gaze straying to you, god you were stunning.
His eyes drifted lower and he had to take a deep breath when he saw the skirt you were wearing riding up slightly. He glanced away but his thoughts were wild with images of you squirming and whimpering as he played with your pussy.
He knew he shouldn't, he knew it was risky but he couldn’t help himself, he was so desperate to touch you that he couldn’t control himself. He looked over at your mom, still prattling on and so stupidly oblivious before his hand slipped discreetly onto your thigh.
Bucky didn’t look over at you when your head shot over to him, just continued to nod and smile in the right places as his thumb brushed up and down your inner thigh, squeezing the skin lightly until you relaxed again.
Then his hand slipped higher up until his palm cupped your pussy, his thumb stroking against your clothed clit as his fingers shifted against your hole. Again your head snapped back to him and he could feel your breathing hitch but he showed no signs of seeing you, just continued to stroke at your pussy.
He couldn’t stop himself from smirking as you shifted in your seat and brought your elbow onto the table, your palm coming up to rest on your cheek and covering your mouth as you desperately tried to hold back whimpers.
You tried staying still but you couldn’t stop your hips from moving, trying to get closer to Bucky whilst not showing any signs that something was happening under the table. Bucky was in heaven, here you were in front of your mom, in public, letting Bucky play with you because you trusted him so much, because you were so ridiculously well trained that he knew he could do anything he wanted and you’d go along with it.
Bucky couldn’t stop his smirk pulling wider when the waiter came to take your orders and you stuttered your way through your answer, your mom asking if you were ok afterwards and you clenched your thighs together as you nodded.
He could tell you were getting close now, he knew it had to be killing you to stay silent. You were always so vocal, he loved that you never hid your pleasure from him, never stopped the cries and whimpers escaping you. It was intoxicating but this was doing just as much for him, watching your cheeks flush, seeing your palm digging into your mouth to stay quiet, feeling your hand tighten against his wrist as his fingers worked you over the edge, it was beautiful.
When you came you couldn’t stop the breathy moan that escaped you, head tilting to the side slightly towards Bucky and your eyes slipped closed. Your mom raised an eyebrow at you and asked if you were sure you were ok and Bucky just about held a chuckle in when you nodded after a few moments, struggling to keep your breathing under control before Bucky let his hand pull away from you.
“I, uh, I don’t feel too good.” You choked out and your mom’s expression shifted into one of concern whilst Bucky hid a smirk. “I’m just, um, restroom. I need to use the restroom.”
Bucky watched you stand, pulling your skirt down as you did and his eyes immediately fell to your ass as you walked away to clean yourself off your cum.
“I hope she’s ok, she looked a bit flushed.” Your mom said, turning to look at Bucky who nodded and brought his hand to his face, scrubbing it across his stubble and letting his fingers drag across his lips, letting his tongue poke out enough to taste you on himself.
“I’m sure she’ll be fine.” Bucky assured and tried not to groan at the sweet taste of you.
It wasn’t much longer after that that Bucky made his mind up. It had been so long, so much time invested into making sure you trusted him, into getting you to associate anything sexual with him. It had been so long and Bucky was aching for it. He was rubbing himself sore with how often he had to take himself into his fist, thoughts of your little moans as you came too much for him to ignore.
He waited until the house was empty for the weekend, your mom out of town on some business trip that Bucky hadn’t bothered to listen to. In all honesty the second she told him she’d be gone he stopped listening all together, his thoughts already on his cock stretching you out.
Bucky had waited so long for this, so damn long. He couldn’t even wait a full hour after your mom had left before he was opening the door to your room and making his way over to your bed.
It was still early, the sun not long having risen and you were still asleep when he climbed onto your bed, his lips pressing soft kisses to your neck. He couldn’t help but smile at the sleepy whine that left you even as you tilted your head to the side to make room for him.
Bucky couldn’t help but chuckle against your neck before he slipped lower, mouthing at your clothed tit. He didn’t waste any time lifting you shift enough to wrap his mouth around your nipple, groaning as he sucked it greedily into his mouth, feeling you shift and push up into him.
His other hand came up to knead at your other tit, you moaning and whimpering and fuck even when you were asleep you were so responsive to him.
He finally managed to pull himself off your tits, smirking at the whine that left your lips before he trailed kisses down your stomach, stopping at the top of your pants.
He’d never gotten to taste you before, not properly, not like this and he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t hard already, so desperate for it. He’d be so patient, he deserved to take everything from you.
He was able to pull your pants and underwear down in one quick motion, groaning when he saw the wetness already staining your underwear. God you were so perfect for him, he really had trained you well.
Bucky wasted no time aligning his face with your pussy, pausing only to place a soft kiss to your inner thigh before he dove in.
He felt you wake with a gasp, your thighs closing around his head but his hands were pushing them wide apart, spreading you open as he licked and sucked at your pussy.
“Bucky!” You choked, “mhm, wh-what, oh, what are you-“ you tried to ask but cut yourself off with a strangled moan.
Bucky didn’t bother to pull away to answer you, he had waited too long for this and now that he had a taste he was hooked, eating you out like a man starved. Your whines and whimpers were only pushing him further, he needed more from you, he needed you crying and begging whilst he ruined you, whilst he took your innocence away, knowing that you were trained so well, loved him so much that you wouldn’t tell a soul.
Bucky could feel when you were about to cum, the change in your breathing, the way your pussy clenched around him. It took all his effort but he managed to pull away from you, a cry of displeasure leaving your lips because you were so close to that good feeling only Bucky could make you feel.
“Daddy’s got you, baby girl.” Bucky murmured, shifting up the bed to press a messy kiss to your lips, groaning as he shoved his tongue into your mouth.
Bucky had positioned himself in between your legs and gave a roll of his hips as he kissed you, rocking his cock against you and hearing you let out a confused whine. He couldn’t help but smirk into the kiss before pulling away, seeing those wide eyes focused on him.
“Daddy’s gonna make you feel so good, sweetheart.” Bucky told you, thumb brushing against your lips, moaning as he pushed it into your mouth and you automatically sucked on it.
He moved away and pulled his shirt off, watching as your eyes widened even more, confused and yet still taking him all in. Then he moved to pull his pants down, dragging his underwear off too and keeping his eyes on you.
“It’s alright Y/N, you trust Daddy, don’t you?” And god if the nod he immediately received didn’t send a wave of pleasure through his cock. “Daddy’s gonna take care of you, you’re gonna let Daddy play with you, huh, make you feel real good?”
A swarm of emotions was clear on your face, confusion being the main one but Bucky was over the moon to see that there was no hesitancy, no fear. He’d trained you so fucking well, it’d be no time before you were nothing but a needy set of holes letting him use you however he wanted.
“That’s my girl.” Bucky praised when you nodded again, a smile pulling at your lips.
Bucky couldn’t hold himself back anymore, he tried to be gentle he really did but once his head lined up with your hole he couldn’t help but push himself halfway in in one deep thrust, relishing in the pained sobbed that escaped you.
“It’s alright Y/N/N, it’s gonna feel so good, Daddy always makes his baby feel good, right?” Bucky managed to ask once he’d got through the wave of pleasure that hit him because you were so fucking tight and he could feel you clenching around him.
“Always Daddy.” You answered and he couldn’t help himself, hearing you call him Daddy sent him over and he slammed the rest of the way into you, seeing the tears that had formed in your eyes leak over and onto your cheeks.
“So pretty for me baby.” Bucky praised, looking down at your closed eyes and the tears making their way down your face, your mouth parted slightly as you panted for air.
Bucky’s hand came up to your chin, thumb trailing along your lower lip before he let it wander lower, wrapping gently around your throat and watching your eyes fly open when he applied the smallest bit of pressure.
“Shhh, it’s alright baby, trust Daddy.” Bucky told you and you stared at him for only a second before nodding.
Just as he felt you relaxing he started moving inside you, he somehow managed to keep his thrusts soft and slow at first, the pace and the tight heat of your pussy driving him crazy. At some point your sobs of pain turned into cries of pleasure as tears still leaked over your eyes.
Bucky started to increase the speed of his thrusts, pulling right out of you only to slam deep back into you and your cries and whimpers were music to his ears. It was so much better than he could have thought, all this time fantasising what you would feel like and god the real thing was so much more than he could have hoped for.
As he picked up his pace he applied more pressure around your neck, watching as a moan got stuck in your throat as he pressed you into the bed. Your eyes widened for only a moment before you relaxed, looking at him with the most trusting, adoring look he had ever seen and it was all he could do to not bury his load in you then and there.
But he was close, the pretty picture you made, a fucking beautiful mess of tears as his cock stretched out your tight, little hole, lips parted as he choked you. He couldn’t stop himself from hammering into you, small little whimpers managing to escape you that went right to his dick.
He could feel you were about to cum all over his cock so he tightened his grip on your throat even more and watched seconds later as you threw your head back as best you could in his hold and he could feel you clenching around him as you came with a soundless moan.
Bucky lasted for only a few more thrusts before he was burying himself as far into your tight pussy as he could, feeling himself cum deep inside of you, the thought of him filling you up full of his cum causing his hips to buck impossibly further into you.
Bucky stayed buried in you, his grip on your neck even tighter as he focused on his own pleasure, you nothing more than a hole to him right now and it wasn’t until you managed to let out a choke noise that he turned his attention back to you.
You were always, even still, overwhelmed whenever you came but with the added pressure of his fingers around your neck and his cock you were out of it, completely dazed and eyes unfocused. Bucky couldn’t resist squeezing your neck one last time, savouring the choked cry that left you before he finally let up and let you breathe.
The second his hand was off you, you were panting, head falling to the side and lips parted. You were fucking ruined and Bucky loved it. He loved it even more when he pulled out of you and you let out a whine, he loved watching the mix of your cum and his trailing out of your hole, smirking when he saw a trail of blood too, knowing that he hadn’t tried to hold back once he started.
Fuck, you were a mess. He knew he could shove his cock right back in you and you’d just lay there and take it, mind so far gone on his cock. It was intoxicating, finally seeing all his time and effort paying off, finally knowing how your tight, little pussy felt around his thick cock.
He knew he could make the most of this weekend, knew it wouldn’t take much to turn you into nothing but his mindless, cock hungry slut. He’d only fucked you once and you were already so far gone.
So yes, people might have called Bucky Barnes a monster but if they could feel the things he felt, felt how good your virgin hole felt stretched around him, if they knew how well trained you were, they would praise him for how well he had done with you. He had you right where he wanted you, thinking he was the sweet, loving, caring step dad who only wanted to make you feel good rather than the step dad who wanted you so dumb on his cock that you’d give him anything he wanted.