Pairing: Bucky x Male Reader
Synopsis: You’re annoyed at Bucky’s habit of smoking so you offer yourself up as a solution
Tags: cute, fluff, humour, neighbour Bucky, smitten Bucky, possessive Bucky, jealous Bucky, awkward reader, sassy reader, Bucky loves to annoy you, Bucky calls you a million pet names, friends with benefits to lovers, writer Bucky, librarian reader, virgin reader, experienced Bucky, top Bucky, bottom Reader
Reader is Bucky’s neighbour. Reader is Tony Stark’s adopted brother. No use of Y/N.
Neighbours AU. Normal Human AU.
Author’s note at the end :)
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“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
You sighed, smelling the familiar scent of cigarette smoke wafting into your living room from the outside balcony.
It’s been a month since you’ve moved into your new apartment. The only reason you’re staying here was because of your job as a librarian in the local university.
Your older brother, Tony, was less than ecstatic about you moving further away from home. He had offered you a job in Stark Industries but you needed something else in your life after getting coddled by Tony ever since you were adopted by the Starks as a child.
The coddling only got worse when you were in college and Tony was already working when the news of your parents passing away in a car accident happened.
After the funeral and settling Tony as the CEO of the company, you stayed with your brother when you realised he had turned to drinking to cope with the loss of your parents and the sudden responsibility of the company on his shoulders.
So you stayed with him for two years, completing your degree in the mean time, making sure your brother was able to cope with the grief and the stress.
Apparently that meant having Tony suffocate you with love and money as a way for him to not drink.
After graduating college and seeing Tony recover from alcoholism, you decided to have a serious talk with him about moving away to be a little more independent.
You were privileged enough to get the job at the university and had saved enough money to move out into the new city by yourself.
Tony wasn’t happy in the least but he understood why you wanted to leave. He did force you to take a credit card for emergencies just incase.
That’s how you found yourself in your new apartment, it was pre-furnished so you didn’t have to start from scratch and you were happy that it had a nice balcony.
Though it also meant having your neighbour use the balcony for his smoking addiction. You mused on it for a second before picking up your phone to call Tony.
The phone rang only once in your ear before Tony’s voice comes through. “Well hello, little brother! You calling first is definitely a nice change.”
“Hey Tony and don’t be an ass. You’re lucky I still pick up when you call.” You retorted, getting a light chuckle from your brother.
Tony sighed. “Well if you’re calling first that means you’re either in trouble or wanting to move back to New York to stay with your loving older brother.”
“Wrong on both fronts, I’m actually calling because I need some advice.” You laughed, sitting down on the couch.
You hear Tony shuffling in the background, assuming that he was in his office.
“Okay, hit me.”
You sighed, suddenly feeling stupid about calling your brother for something as small as someone’s smoking habit. “My neighbour smokes on the balcony and the smell gets into my apartment. What do you think I should do?”
“Close the door?” Tony replies in a confused tone, making you huff in frustration.
You groaned. “Obviously I would’ve done that but I don’t want to make it a habit.”
“Right, I’m confused. Have you talked to your neighbour about this?” Tony says on the line, making you freeze in your seat.
At your silence, Tony sighed and shifted his tone to a more calmer one. “I get that you’re a little awkward but if you haven’t even tried to talk to the man about it then you’re just going to be barking up a wall. I’m sure if you bring it up with him, the both of you will find a compromise.”
“Well smoking’s a habit, an addiction of sorts. What made you decide to quit drinking?” You bit your lip, feeling a little guilty for bringing up about Tony’s past issue.
Tony chuckled on the other line. “Subtlety really isn’t your strong suit, little brother and to answer your question, I had you to help me focus. It’s amazing what you can achieve once you put your mind to it.”
You gulped, your eyes drifting to the balcony with a million thoughts racing through your head. Tony was right, you had to push through your awkwardness if you wanted actual change to happen.
“Thank you, Tony.”
“Of course, little brother. Maybe I should start doing talks since they’re so effective.” Tony laughed on the other line, making you roll your eyes at him.
You groaned. “Right because you need an ego boost that badly.”
“Well, my little brother abandoned me to work as a librarian. I might as well use my trauma to help others in their time of need.” Tony replied, sarcastically.
You couldn’t but let out a laugh before saying goodbye to Tony on the phone.
You stared at the wall that separated you and your neighbour with a sigh before turning your head towards your front door and clenched your jaw.
It was now or never.
~~~~~
Bucky tutted in annoyance when the sound of knocking on his front door breaks his concentration from his writing.
He looks away from his laptop, focusing his eyes on the door when a second knock comes through. Bucky glares at the door, as if the person on the other side of the door would feel his gaze through it and leave him the hell alone.
After a hot second, Bucky sighed when he was met with silence and turned back to his laptop but a third set of knocks causes him to groan before he begrudgingly made his way to his door.
He looks through the peep hole, seeing someone unfamiliar standing on the other side and his brain thinks that it must be another trick his editor, Natasha, sent over whenever she needed someone to get updates from Bucky about his drafts.
Bucky wrenches the door open with a frown, startling the man and Bucky quickly realised that the stranger was most definitely his type.
“Look, you can tell Nat that I’m currently working on the first draft. It’s only been a week since that last book was approved, let me have some time to breathe.” Bucky tells the wide eyed stranger, the other man’s face morphing from fear to confusion.
The man tilted his head, confusion even clearer now and Bucky can’t help but find the person standing in front of him adorable.
“I’m sorry for disturbing you but I’m actually your neighbour.” The stranger said, smiling sheepishly at Bucky.
Bucky felt his heart drop to his stomach realising that he just made a complete fool out of himself for assuming the worst.
“No, I should apologise. I’m guessing you’re in the apartment next to mine, you moved in last month right?” Bucky asked, silently patting himself on the back for the quick recovery.
The man’s eyes brightened up and quickly introduced himself to Bucky, offering a hand out to shake.
Bucky shook his hand, his eyebrows furrowed in curiosity. “Stark? As in Stark Industries?”
The man nodded. “Yeah Tony’s my big brother, his family adopted me when I was a kid basically.”
“Right, well it’s nice to meet you. My name’s James Buchanan Barnes but everyone usually calls me Bucky.” Bucky introduced himself with a smile, getting a similar one in response.
Bucky cleared his throat. “So what can I help you with?”
~~~~~
You blinked dumbly at the door that Bucky just shut in your face after you just tried to bring up his smoking.
Apparently the man did not like that one bit and closed the door without a word, leaving you flummoxed at his front door.
Your jaw flexed in annoyance before you raised your fist and knocked the door again.
The door opens with Bucky smirking at you, the man crosses his arms and leans on the side of his door.
Your eyes flickered down to his bulging biceps since he was wearing a white tank top, making you gulp before you fixed him with a glare.
“That wasn’t very nice.” You told Bucky, getting an amused scoff from the other man that makes one of your eye twitch.
Bucky sighed. “Okay, you came to my door and started berating me about my smoking because you can’t handle it. What do you want me to do about that? I’m stressed and smoking is a way for me to destress, just close your balcony doors like a normal person.”
“Even so, you didn’t have to close your door in my face. We’re literally next to each other, what if we ended up in the hallway at the same time?” You replied, getting agitated.
Bucky shrugged. “Out of sight, out mind. We’ll just ignore each other.”
You took a deep breath, calming yourself down before you accidentally snap. “Isn’t there any other way that you could destress? Any way that’s possibly even more effective than a cigarette.”
Bucky stares you down for a minute, his sharp blue eyes sending a weird tingle down your spine before his face settles on a smirk.
You see his eyes practically gleaming for what he was about to say next and you knew you had to stand your ground if you wanted him to stop smoking.
“There’s a way but I don’t think it’s something you could handle.” Bucky tells you in a sly voice, his face changing to one of delight.
He might be one of the more aggravating men you’ve ever met and your brother is Tony Stark.
You crossed your arms, unperturbed by Bucky’s sudden cocky demeanour. “Lay it on me.”
“Want to make out?” Bucky asked you, causing your brain to suddenly malfunction. Your eyes widened at how upfront the other man was and you found yourself in a dilemma.
You see Bucky’s smirk turn into a grin, opting to stand straight with a hand on the door as he was ready to close it in your face for the second time today.
“Fine.” You blurted out, surprising yourself and Bucky, judging by his cockiness crumbling right in front of you.
Bucky crossed his arms, mirroring your stance as he gave you an unamused look. “You’re not serious.”
“To stop you from smoking? I am.” You retorted, not backing down.
You see Bucky’s jaw flex before he steps aside, tilting his head for you to come into his apartment.
You gave a Bucky an unimpressed look and was met with an eye roll from the other man.
“We’re not going to continue our conversation in the open hallway for any of our other neighbours to eavesdrop on, get in.” Bucky grunted.
You followed what he said as you stepped into his apartment, your eyes scanning the living room and seeing it fairly clean except for the slight mess by the coffee table.
“You’re ridiculous, you know that?” Bucky says from behind you, making you jump slightly when you realised how close he was.
You cleared your throat, taking a step back. “What’s so ridiculous about not wanting the smell of cigarettes in my apartment?”
“How about you immediately agreeing to making out with a stranger?” Bucky replied, his eyes slightly bulging at how all of this was even happening.
You sputtered, the back of your hand nudging on Bucky’s apparently very firm chest. “I asked for an alternative and you replied with that so I agreed! I’m doing what you want and you want to backtrack now?”
“I didn’t think you were actually going to accept!” Bucky said exasperatedly, making you scoff at him.
You threw your hands up, frustrated. “Are you going to kiss me or not?”
Bucky growled in frustration before his hands grabbed your face and he slammed his lips against yours, making you squeak in surprise before you reciprocated the kiss.
Your previously raised hands gripping his shoulders as your lips moved with Bucky’s, getting a moan out of the man when one of your hands held the back of his head.
You feel his hands grip your waist, making you whimper into his mouth as he pushes your body backwards until you feel yourself softly hit the wall.
One of Bucky’s hands softened the blow between the back of your head and the wall, which gives him a better angle as he continued to kiss you.
Your hands slowly explored the front of Bucky’s body, starting from his shoulders and then down to his chest and you got a groan of approval from the other man.
It got too much when Bucky’s hips rolled against yours and you could feel his hard member poking your thigh, so you decided to push against his chest to stop the make out session.
Bucky slowly opened his eyes, blinking in confusion while panting before he realised what he had done. “Sorry, got a little carried away.”
“It’s fine, it was actually really nice.” You replied, a little breathless yourself.
Bucky nodded, clearing his throat as he lets go of you and took a step back. “It was definitely a better alternative to smoking.”
“Maybe we should exchange numbers in case you feel like you need the alternative.” You suggested, getting a small laugh and nod from Bucky before doing so.
After fixing your clothes and hair, Bucky walked you to his door. He stopped you when you were already halfway out by grabbing your arm.
You turned back to face him with a questioning look causing him to pull his hand back with a sheepish smile.
“I just want to apologise for shutting the door in your face like a jerk.” Bucky told you, getting a small huff in response.
You gave him a soft smile. “Apology accepted, I guess I’ll see you around.”
“See you then, neighbour.” Bucky winked at you before watching you walk back to your apartment door next to his before shutting his own door.
You shook your head in disbelief when you stepped foot into your apartment, Tony’s advice worked but probably not in the way that he intended.
You looked down at your phone, scrolling through your contacts to find Bucky’s name staring back at you.
You blinked a few times before sighing and rubbing your face tiredly. This was definitely something you’ll be keeping to yourself and not tell your brother for the sake of your own sanity.
Your grip on your phone tightened, recalling Bucky’s lips on yours and how much you actually liked it.
You were screwed.
~~~~~
Bucky was laying down on his couch with the laptop facing him after he jerked off in the bathroom to the memory of your lips on his.
Bucky’s eyes drifted from his laptop to his phone, his fingers itching to text you to come back to his apartment so he could kiss you again.
Bucky sits up, his hands automatically reaching for his pack of cigarettes. He took one out, feeling how light it was in the palm of his hand and for the first time, he didn’t feel the urge to smoke.
Instead, Bucky felt a sudden surge of creativity rose in him before he pulled his laptop closer to him as he began typing.
He’s written romance, or something akin to the genre, before but never felt like his words reflected his own emotions.
It was whatever that sounded good enough for Natasha to skim through and send to the publisher.
Right now though? Bucky feels like he’s pouring out his own heart in his current work with ease when he had struggled so hard before.
Bucky wondered if you were sent to his doorstep from God, himself, when he was stuck in rut with his writing.
Bucky chuckled to himself, somehow feeling rejuvenated from your sweet lips on his as if you sparked up the fire in his life.
Well, there was definitely heat in Bucky’s gut when he had you in his arms and he wanted you again.
For now, Bucky needs to let that energy go in his writing. If his eyes drifted off to the wall that separated your apartments, he’s going to blame it on his hormones.
God help him, he was screwed.
~~~~~
You had just shut the door and put your bag on the kitchen counter when you felt your phone buzz in your pocket.
You home?
You glanced at the wall separating you and Bucky’s apartment and shook your head in amusement before replying an affirmative to Bucky.
The both of you had been texting each other a lot for the past few weeks but you never really had the chance to see him with how misaligned your schedules were.
You’d be at work for most of the day and when you get back home, Bucky would be too focused on his writing to even reply at night.
You found that you actually really enjoyed talking to him outside of your initial way of de-stressing with each other.
Sometimes you’ll be over at Bucky’s apartment with his tongue down your throat or you’ll be spending time reading a good book by yourself in bed.
The both of you were well aware of each other’s job occupations and never really crossed that line.
Bucky gets to work from home so you barely see him in the corridors of the floor you both live on and Bucky’s never really seen you in your work clothes since you always change before going to his for some lip action.
A couple of rapid knocks on your door, breaks you out of your stupor and you went to answer it while still dressed in your work clothes.
Bucky’s eyes widened seeing you, his mouth hanging open slightly as his eyes rake over your figure.
“Stop staring at me like a creep and come in, already.” You rolled your eyes at him and walked off to the kitchen, hearing the front door close and lock.
Bucky whistled. “I did not expect you to be dressed up in a sweater vest and cute glasses, you didn’t tell me you were half blind. Quick, how many fingers am I holding up?”
You gave Bucky a look of disdain, seeing him hold up his middle finger. “Real mature.”
“I’m just playing, feels like we haven’t seen each other in a while so seeing you in your work clothes, definitely threw me off.” Bucky teased you, watching as you went to your bedroom to keep your work stuff before walking out into the living room to join him on the couch.
Bucky looked around the apartment as you got yourself comfortable next to him. “Can’t believe I haven’t stepped foot in this place, it’s pretty homey.”
“Is this your version of small talk?” You chuckled, your head resting on the back of the couch while tilted to face Bucky.
Bucky smirked, sitting closer to you. “Well, my lips have always been occupied to talk about anything else.”
You felt the spark between you and Bucky again, leaning in the same time as he did when your phone, that you left on the kitchen counter, started ringing.
You pulled away from Bucky with a sheepish smile. “Sorry, I gotta take that.”
“You’re such a tease.” Bucky replied, his eyes trailing after you as you left the couch and headed to the kitchen.
You tilted your head curiously seeing one of your co workers’ name appear on your screen. Your eyebrows scrunch up in confusion as you picked up the call.
“Hey, John. Is there something wrong?” You answered the phone.
John Walker was a professor at the university that you were currently working at, it wasn’t strange that the both of you interacted when he needed to borrow books from the library for his classes.
He had recently asked for your phone number, explaining that he might want to set aside books for his classes.
You didn’t think much of it and even now, he was talking to you about possibly setting aside books for a class of his for the next day.
The call only took about three minutes before you ended the call, jumping in surprise when you turned around to see Bucky standing right behind you.
“Who’s John?” Bucky asked you, with a small smile on his face although you could hear some tightness in his voice.
You shrugged, walking around him to head back to the living room. “He’s a professor at the university I’m working at, asked if I could hold some books for him tomorrow.”
“Is it normal for him to call you after work?” Bucky asked, following you.
You made a non-committal noise, situating yourself on the couch. “This is the first time he’s called to be honest.”
“Oh okay,” Bucky replied, sitting next to you. “Shall we continue from where we left off?”
You chuckled and nodded in response before pulling Bucky closer to you to lock your lips together.
Bucky suddenly broke the kiss, looking a little nervous.
“You okay?” You asked him, worried that you might have done something wrong.
Bucky nodded with a small smile. “I was just wondering if you were open to doing a little more with me.”
“I don’t think I’m ready for anal yet.” You chuckled nervously.
Bucky laughed, kissing your cheek. “You’re cute but I was wondering if I could touch you? You know, hand stuff.”
You felt your face flush in response, wondering if you should tell Bucky the truth. The man has been respectful of your space and boundaries so far and you would be lying if you hadn’t thought about going a little further with him.
“I haven’t had anyone touch me like that before, to be completely honest.” You shyly told Bucky, seeing the man process the new information with a smile threatening to break out of his face.
Bucky cleared his throat. “Oh, we don’t have to if you’re not comfortable. I don’t mind if we stick to just kissing, I don’t want to force anything on you.”
“You’re so silly.” You laughed, making Bucky frown in confusion at your response.
You grabbed one of Bucky’s hands, placing his warm palm on your inner thigh. Bucky gulped, his eyes meeting yours and you could practically see them dilate.
“I’m trying to say that I’m open to doing more if it’s with you.” You whispered to Bucky, softly moaning when you felt his hand squeeze your thigh.
Bucky leaned in closer to you, his lips shy away from yours. “What an honour.”
You grinned before latching your lips onto his in a hungry kiss, shivering when you felt his fingers slip under the dress shirt you were wearing.
It was an unfamiliar yet comforting feeling, Bucky’s touch soft and curious as his fingers explored more of your body.
You braved your hands to do the same, getting a groan of approval in response when your fingers were splayed on his bare stomach.
“Can I take off this ridiculous sweater vest off your body now?” Bucky pulled away from the kiss to ask.
You pouted. “You think my sweater vest is ridiculous?”
“No cutie, I just want to experience more of you. Preferably with lesser layers.” Bucky laughed, pulling you in for a comforting kiss as an apology while his hands tugged on your clothes to untuck them from your pants.
You rolled your eyes at him when he successfully pulled your sweater vest off your body before his fingers fiddled with the buttons on your shirt.
“Cutie’s not my name.” You grumbled, making Bucky chuckle as he drops a kiss to your neck and it makes you whimper.
Bucky hummed. “Then why are you so goddamn cute right now?”
You tried to argue that you weren’t but your voice died in your throat when Bucky squeezes your hardening bulge through your pants.
“There we go.” Bucky whispered before he pulled your pants off your legs, making you blush at his constant attention.
Bucky smirked, taking in the new sight of your bare legs. His hands travel from your thighs to the waistband of your boxes and he gives you a look, asking for permission.
You meekly nodded and Bucky gives you a dazzling smile in response before tugging your boxers off in one swoop, making you gasp at your privates being fully exposed to the cool air of your living room.
You threw your head back with a moan, biting your lips when Bucky wraps a hand around your aching cock before latching his mouth on your now exposed neck.
The combination of his teeth against your skin and his hand stroking your cock, makes you roll your eyes back.
“Take your shirt off, baby.” Bucky panted wetly against your neck and you followed his instructions, your mind now hazy from the pleasure Bucky was giving you.
Bucky’s lips then made their way down your chest. You shuddered when he teasingly blew on your nipples, not realising that you were that sensitive.
You missed the immediate grin Bucky gave you at the revelation before letting out a surprised cry when his mouth latched onto one your nipples, rolling the nub with his tongue.
You opened your eyes and looked down to see that Bucky’s eyes were closed while he was practically nursing on your chest.
You whimpered when his teeth tugged on the nub of your nipple, the pull causing you to grab the back of Bucky’s head.
Bucky groaned, the vibrations of his voice rippling across your chest and it makes you shudder again.
You felt heat pool up in your gut from the combination of Bucky’s mouth and hands on you, causing you to whine.
Bucky unlatches his lips from your chest, smirking as he sees how red and perky your nipples were. “You make the prettiest noises.”
“Bucky, please.” You begged the other man, feeling Bucky increase the speed of his strokes before whimpering when Bucky sucked your nipple into his mouth again.
Bucky alternated between the two, causing you to feel overstimulated before you let out another cry as you spilled your seed all over his hand and your stomach.
“Yeah, that’s it.” Bucky cooed by your ear, his strokes slowing down as he was milking you dry.
You were left panting heavily in the aftermath of your release, body still shivering even after Bucky lets go of your cock.
“What about you?” You asked Bucky, breathlessly.
Bucky chuckled, shaking his head. “It’s fine, sweetheart. All those sweet little moans you gave me are now stored in my mind.”
“How many more nicknames are you going to give me?” You complained, slowly getting up from the couch and fighting off Bucky’s hands when he tried to pull you back down.
Bucky laughed, watching you pick up your clothes from the floor while you were still nude whereas he was completely clothed.
You left him alone to go change in your room, coming back out to find him sitting in your kitchen on one of the barstools by your kitchen island.
“Thought you’d gone home by now.” You told Bucky, getting an exaggerated pout in response.
Bucky held a hand dramatically at his chest. “I give you pleasure and you throw me out like some cheap whore.”
“That’s not what I meant, asshole.” You rolled your eyes at the other man, picking up your phone from where you left it at the kitchen counter.
You opened up your delivery app and shook your phone at Bucky. “Pizza?”
“Don’t mind if I do. Maybe we should do more of this, if you’re going to feed me after.” Bucky joked with you, getting a snort in response.
You felt your face flush as you distracted yourself with your phone. “I’m getting Hawaiian, what do you want?”
“You like pineapple on pizza? I think we should see other people, cutie.” Bucky retorted.
You rolled your eyes at Bucky, handing your phone to him. “Shut up and pick before I kick you out.”
“Bossy.” Bucky smirked, taking the phone from you.
You turned away from him to check if you have some drinks in the fridge, happy to find a couple of beers for the both of you.
You turned around and jumped in surprise for the second time to find Bucky standing right behind you, an amused smile creeping on his face while he had your phone in his hand.
“You need a bell.” You frowned at him, putting the beers down on the kitchen counter while Bucky chuckled as he slips his hands around your waist.
You raised your eyebrows at him. “Really?”
“Delivery’s gonna take some time.” Bucky smiled cheekily at you before leaning in and connecting your lips together.
The night ends with Bucky kissing you by the door and complaining about the taste of pineapple.
~~~~~
“So who did you meet recently?”
Bucky looks up at Natasha in surprise, he was currently lounging on the couch in her office after handing her the first draft of his new manuscript.
“What are you talking about?” Bucky raised an eyebrow in question, getting one in response since it was Natasha.
She waved his manuscript in her hand as if it was an obvious indication of what she was referring to. “This? You’ve written romance before but you’ve never been this descriptive with the love interest.”
“So?” Bucky asked, trying to be nonchalant about it even though he knew what she was trying to imply.
Bucky quickly got up, shrugging his jacket on, ignoring Natasha’s eyes studying him. “Look, there’s progress with the book like you wanted so I’m gonna head out.”
“Sure, just keep it up and I probably won’t try to find who’s got you so down bad.” Natasha replied in amusement, making Bucky shiver knowing that she definitely could if she wanted to.
As soon as Bucky got on his bike, all he wanted to do was go home and shut his eyes before he had to start on the next chapter of his book but his mind betrayed him as he thought of you.
Well, more like the image of your hot and slicked body in his hands from the night before.
Which was how he found himself in the parking lot of the university you were working at, trudging his way down the halls to find the library.
He ignored the curious glances thrown his way from students that walked past him as he made his way to the library thanks to the signs on the ceiling.
Bucky stops exactly at the front, his eyes widening when he sees the large interior of the library with its rows of shelves that were filled with unlimited number of books.
Bucky scans the room, trying to find you and was lucky when he sees you sitting at the front desk by your lonesome.
He feels a smile tug on his face when he sees how calm and relaxed you were, your glasses sitting comfortably on your face as you were reading something in front of you.
You were wearing something different today, you still had your usual dress shirt and pants on but this time you had a tie and a cardigan to go along with your outfit.
“Excuse me.” A voice behind Bucky startles him before he moves to let a tall man with blonde hair walk around him to get inside.
The man immediately walks up to where you were sitting, making you look up in surprise when the man calls for you.
“Hey, John. What’ll it be today?” You replied to the man in front of you with a soft smile and it makes Bucky frown.
John, the same man that interrupted the both of you with a phone call. The sight of him makes Bucky feel annoyed and he doesn’t even know the man.
John puts his arms on the desk, leaning in to talk to you while you were sitting and that makes Bucky’s legs move on their own before he found himself at the front of your desk.
“Bucky?” You asked in surprise, mirroring the look John gives Bucky as he stood next to the blonde.
Bucky shook off the doubts in his mind before turning his attention to you and ignoring the slight glare John throws his way. “Hey beautiful, what time do you get off work? I can give you a ride home.”
John sputters at Bucky’s words, tearing your eyes away from Bucky and back to John. It makes Bucky’s jaw flex in annoyance as he turned to meet John’s shocked expression.
“Did you just call him beautiful?” John squinted at Bucky, the blonde’s mouth was hanging open in disbelief.
Bucky shrugged. “Is he not?”
“Bucky.” You scolded him, making Bucky turn to you with a pout that you promptly ignored before facing John with a smile.
You pointed to an open door behind of the desk with your thumb. “I’ll get those books for you, John. Just wait here.”
“Of course.” John smiled sweetly, which almost got an involuntary scoff from Bucky but the man kept it in.
Once you disappeared into the back, John faced Bucky with a frown. “Weren’t you the guy that was creeping at the front?”
“Aren’t you married?” Bucky eyed the ring on John’s left hand, the other man closing his fist in response before looking around the room as if someone was going to hear their conversation.
John shrugged. “We’re in the middle of a divorce case, it doesn’t matter.”
“So, not divorced yet and you’re making heart eyes at him.” Bucky nodded towards the room that you just disappeared in.
John’s frown deepened, unable to argue against Bucky’s point before turning back to the front when you appeared with the books he needed.
“Okay, there we go. Have a good day, John.” You smiled at John.
John nodded, giving you a smile in return even though it didn’t reach his eyes. “Thanks, I’ll be seeing you.”
John doesn’t even look at Bucky as he walks out, leaving you and Bucky alone.
“So,” Bucky turns to you with a smile. “Let me bring you home?”
You checked your watch and clicked your tongue. “Actually my replacement should be here soon, I’ll just go to the back to grab my things and I’ll meet you at the front of the library in five?”
“Anything you want, cutie.” Bucky told you, getting an eye roll in response before walking out to wait for you.
Bucky was replying some texts on his phone before he felt someone poke him on the shoulder, causing him to turn with raised eyebrows before his face softened when he realised it was you.
“Hey, hope you weren’t waiting long.” You apologised to Bucky, who shook his head in response before grabbing your bag out of your hands to hang on his shoulder.
Bucky smirked, walking off while you stared in confusion at him for a second before running after him.
“Stealing other people’s belongings is a felony.” You told Bucky, who shrugged at you as the both of you kept walking in the hallways of the university.
More students were staring at the both of you with wide eyes, some even whispering to each other and it makes Bucky smirk.
Good, that’ll keep John away for the meantime.
When the both of you finally reached Bucky’s bike, he places your bag in the compartment under the bike’s seat before handing you his spare helmet.
You stared down at the helmet with worry.
“What’s wrong?” Bucky asked you, breaking you out of your stupor and making your cheeks reddened.
You bit your lip. “I’ve never ridden on a bike before, Tony’s always so overprotective of me being on the road especially after everything that’s happened.”
Bucky watched as you shut down, your eyes glazing over before he grabbed your chin with one hand, forcing you to look up at him so that you could focus.
Bucky lets your face go before he grabs the helmet from your hands and helps you put it on, making sure the strap was tightened but comfortable enough for you.
“There,” Bucky knocked on the front of your helmet, causing you to glare at him. “You’re now safer than you were before.”
Bucky got on the bike first to adjust it before turning his head towards you to tell you to get on, liking the way that you immediately wrapped your arms around his middle once you safely did.
When Bucky started the ride, he noticed that your grip around him tightened and he couldn’t help the grin that formed on his face, hidden behind his own helmet.
Bucky felt hot and heavy as he walked down the apartment complex’s corridors with you, the incident with John had sparked a flame of jealousy and possessiveness within him.
Bucky’s hand immediately shoots out to hold your arm, causing you to jump in surprise when you were just about to take your keys out to get into your own apartment.
“Bucky? What’s wrong?” You gave Bucky a worried look, your eyebrows scrunched up and all Bucky wanted to do was ease the crease on your forehead with his thumb.
Bucky tugs on your hand, a part of him feeling satisfied when you moved your body towards his with zero hesitation.
“I need you.” Bucky told you, relishing the way your face immediately reddened. The redness seeping to your neck and under the collar of your shirt, it makes Bucky hungrier for you.
You only nodded at Bucky and that was enough for him to press you against the wall outside your respective apartments as he passionately brought you into a kiss.
The sound of his lips smacking against yours along with Bucky’s moans fills up the empty corridors.
Bucky blindly reaches into his pocket to produce his apartment key while he devoured your lips, swallowing the little whimpers that you were giving him.
Bucky breaks the kiss, long enough to open his door before he pulls you into his apartment with him.
He throws your bag on the couch before snatching your hand and pulls you into his bedroom.
“Bucky!” You gasped out when he practically pushes you into his bed before climbing over your body and shuts you up with another kiss.
You had become pliant and malleable in Bucky’s hands as he stripped you out of your work clothes before doing the same with his, leaving the both of you in just your boxers.
“Bucky.” You said his name but Bucky was too high on your scent as he shoved his face against your neck to bite and lick on the exposed skin.
Bucky then felt your hand tug on the back of his head, causing him to stop his attack on your neck as he was forced to meet your eyes.
Your eyes softened meeting his, your breathing a little fast from Bucky’s mouth on you. “Bucky, what’s wrong?”
Bucky frowned, blinking at you in confusion.
“What do you mean?” Bucky panted out, still feeling pent up and you stopping him was not helping the strain of his cock in his boxers.
You tutted at him, getting into a sitting position and it forces Bucky to move to the side so you had space.
You stared at him, concern written all over your face. “Did something happen with John when I stepped out for a second? You’ve never been this restless when we were doing things together.”
“I’m sorry, sweetheart.” Bucky replied, realising that you were right and that his jealousy might have scared you.
Bucky sighed, laying his head down and covered his face while you were still sat by his side.
Bucky releases his face from his hands, turning his head to look up at the worried expression you were giving him and it makes his heart ache.
“I’m sorry, did I scare you? I didn’t mean to be so aggressive.” Bucky apologised, his hands tugged on your body so you could lie your body against his.
You let out a huff as you snuggled up to Bucky, your arm thrown over his waist while you propped your chin on his chest.
Bucky feels your leg tangle with his and it makes him smile. “Comfy?”
“Mmhmm,” You smiled softly at Bucky. “We’ve never really done this.”
“Just cuddling? Maybe we should add that to our routine.” Bucky replied, getting a small giggle from you.
You rolled your eyes at him. “You still haven’t answered my question. What happened between you and John that made you so restless?”
Bucky gulped, unsure if he should reveal the truth about one of your colleagues to you. A part of him afraid that you’d yell at him and that you’d want to stop your current arrangements with him but Bucky knew better, he knew you’d want the truth.
“John wanted you, even though he’s still married to his wife before their divorce finalises and maybe I didn’t like seeing you with him.” Bucky blatantly told you, making your eyebrows rise up in surprise.
You then started laughing, hiding your face against his chest and Bucky was afraid that you had lost your mind.
“No, it’s okay!” You giggled, getting into sitting position and it made Bucky yearn the loss of your body against his.
You shook your head in amusement. “It definitely explains his recent behaviour.”
Bucky watched as you raised an eyebrow at him, a faint smile on your lips as you leaned towards him and it makes Bucky’s cock twitch with interest.
“So you were jealous?” You asked Bucky, your tone of voice sly and teasing and it makes Bucky huff out a laugh.
Bucky looks away from you, suddenly finding his closet more interesting as he feels his face heat up. “No clue what you’re talking about, cutie.”
“Sure.” Your voice was nearer now, Bucky adamantly not looking at you before he felt your fingers grab his chin so you could force him to meet your eyes.
You leaned in and pecked Bucky on the lips, your body lying next to his and it makes Bucky’s fingers twitch.
You locked your lips with his in a slow and gentle kiss that makes Bucky melt under your touch before he feels you shift so you were laying on top of him.
You broke the kiss, your lips trailing down Bucky’s neck before you made your way down his chest.
Bucky was panting as he felt your lips go further down his body.
He jolted in bed when you kissed the bulge in his boxers, making him groan. “Sweetheart, you don’t have to.”
You ignored him, your fingers tugging his boxers down before he felt your soft lips kiss the tip of his cock.
Bucky wanted to pinch himself, wondering if this was a dream before he felt you take him into your hot mouth.
“Oh fuck.” Bucky grunted when your lips wrapped around his cock, your tongue swirling along his length.
You let out a tiny moan when Bucky’s cock twitches in your mouth, spurting a bit of pre-cum on your tongue.
Bucky’s voice died when you suddenly took more of him into your throat, your nose eventually meeting his navel and it made Bucky’s eyes roll to the back of his head.
Bucky watched as you slowly raised your head up, your lips then suckling on the tip of his cock and it was driving Bucky crazy.
“I thought you haven’t done this with anyone else?” Bucky asked you, causing you to release your mouth from his cock with a pop.
You eyed Bucky’s disheveled appearance, a hint of smugness on your face. “It doesn’t mean I wasn’t curious enough to try with a fruit or two.”
You took Bucky back into your mouth and the man lets out another groan when you instantly throated him down.
“Fuck, baby. If you keep this up, I’m gonna cum.” Bucky cried out as you were bobbing your head on his cock, which only eggs you on as you renewed your efforts.
The heat pooling up in his gut told Bucky what he already needed to know before he sat up to pull your mouth off his cock, turning your bodies around so he was slotted in between your legs.
Bucky’s hands immediately clawed your own boxers off before he rutted your cocks together while his mouth sucked on your neck.
You were turned into a moaning mess as Bucky continued thrusting his hips against yours, practically humping you down into the mattress with each role of his hips.
“Bucky!” You cried next to his ear, causing him to unlatch his mouth from your neck before he felt your lips crash into his.
A clash of teeth, tongue and hot air between your mouths before you gasped into Bucky’s mouth as your cock ejaculated in between your hot and sweaty bodies.
Bucky came right after, his body shuddering as he released his seed and it was mixed with your own.
Bucky continued mindlessly kissing you, fully laying down his weight on you from the intensity of it all.
Both your bodies hot, sweaty and covered with each other’s cum.
Bucky suddenly felt exhausted, shoving his face into the crook of your neck before sighing when he felt your fingers playing with the hairs on the back of his head.
Bucky’s eyes slowly fluttered shut, exhaustion kicking in and he slowly drifted off to sleep with your arms wrapped around him.
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It was a year of sexual bliss with Bucky, everything leading up to the big moment when Bucky invites you to a little celebration party for his new book.
You had been begging him to let you read it but Bucky always denied your request, he said that it was important that you waited and that you didn’t get the book on your own since he’ll give you your own copy for free.
The conversion always ends with you and him cuddled up in his bed when you didn’t get what you wanted but you couldn’t deny the alternative was much comfier.
“Hey, you came.” Bucky greeted with you a smile as he opened his door to find you on the other side after you came straight from work.
You slipped into his apartment, looking around at the unfamiliar faces with Bucky’s hand resting on your back as he introduced you to everyone.
“I know it’s a lot so just wait here while I go get something from my room. Okay?” Bucky whispered in your ear, making you nod before he left you alone in the kitchen.
Your eyes were roaming the variety of snacks before someone cleared their throat behind you to get your attention.
You turned in surprise to see a red headed woman smirking at you as she reached down to grab a chip to snack on.
“You must be the neighbour, right? It’s nice to finally meet his muse. I’m Natasha, his editor.” The woman, Natasha, introduced herself.
You tilted your head curiously at her, confused at her words. “His muse?”
“Oh come on, you don’t have to play coy with me. I’m really good at keeping secrets, especially when you’re the reason why his book is the number one best-seller.”
“Nat!” Bucky’s voice makes you jump as you turned to see him run into the kitchen with a frantic look on his face.
Natasha grinned. “Well if it isn’t the man of the hour! It’s okay, I wasn’t bullying this handsome guy of yours. I’ll leave you the two alone.”
Natasha then saunters out of the kitchen, leaving you and Bucky alone.
“I’m your muse?” You asked Bucky, who was glaring down at his kitchen floor.
Bucky waved a book in his hand. “I wanted to wait till I could give this to you, let you read it and let you decide what you wanted after that.”
You took the book from Bucky’s grasp, reading the title and then flipping it to read the summary about a lonely man who falls in love with his neighbour.
Your heart stops.
In love.
Bucky was in love with you?
You looked up at him with wide eyes, meeting Bucky’s distraught ones and you were confused as to why he was sad.
Without thinking, you grabbed Bucky’s hand before leading him out of his apartment, ignoring the curious glances sent to the both of you by his guests.
You quickly unlocked your door before pulling Bucky in so the both of you could have actual privacy for an important conversation like this.
“You love me?” You confronted Bucky, watching as the man looks up at you with a soft gaze that makes your heart lurch for him.
Bucky let out a shuddering breath as he nodded. “I do.”
“How long.” You waved the book in your hand at Bucky.
Bucky cleared his throat. “After our moment together where we both fell asleep in my bed. I didn’t know how to tell you, I was afraid that you’d want to stop this so I put all that energy into my writing instead.”
You shook your head in disbelief, missing the crestfallen look Bucky sends you before you threw the book to the side and grabbed his face so you could kiss him.
You broke the kiss, rolling your eyes at Bucky’s dazed expression. “God, you’re an idiot and I feel like yelling at you right now but not tonight, tonight I need you in me.”
Bucky blinked at you dumbly before nodding and then throwing you over his shoulder, making you laugh as he carried you all the way back to your room.
The next thing you knew, you and Bucky were fully naked in your bed with his tongue shoved in your hole as he ate you out for the first time.
You were moaning into your pillow, your face shoved into it with your ass up as Bucky hungrily devoured your hole.
You pushed your hips back slightly, which causes Bucky’s tongue to go deeper into you and you couldn’t help but whimper at the resulting spank you get in response by Bucky.
Bucky pulls his face away from your ass, gasping for air. “You taste so good.”
“Shut up.” You scolded Bucky, feeling your face flush and getting a chuckle from the other man in response before your body jolted when he circled a finger around your hole and pushed the first digit in slowly.
You were a little uncomfortable at the intrusion but pushed the feeling away when you knew how big Bucky was.
A second finger goes in and you arch your back slightly, liking the way you were being filled. You almost wanted to beg Bucky to just push his cock into you but you knew the man would advise against it.
“You’re almost there, sweetheart.” Bucky muttered, getting a whimper from you when he curved his finger and it brushes your prostate.
Bucky notices your reaction and pushes on it again, making you cry out in pleasure as you pushed back to get more of his fingers in you.
Bucky chuckled. “Seems like you’re ready but we’re gonna take it slow okay sweetheart? I don’t want to hurt you.”
You grunted in reply and got a spank on your ass from Bucky, making your body jolt in surprise.
“I need verbal confirmation, sweetheart or else we’re not doing this.” Bucky told you, making you bark out a yes before Bucky flipped you over so the both of you were facing each other.
Bucky leaned in to kiss you on the lips. “Slow and steady, just focus on me.”
Bucky latches his lips onto yours again to make you focus as he lines his cock with your hole, the tip nudging at the rim and it makes you shudder.
It was much more different than his fingers, Bucky’s blunt head bigger than all the three fingers combined.
You whimpered into Bucky’s lips when the tip of his cock finally pushed through, letting out more noises as the rest of his length slowly went in.
“That’s it, you’re taking me so well.” Bucky whispered against yours lips before kissing parts of your face to distract you when you let out a tiny cry as his cock continued pushing in.
You pouted at him, feeling tears in your eyes as you halfheartedly glared at him. “You’re too big.”
Bucky let out an amused huff before wiping the tears away with one of his hands before dropping tiny kisses on your eyelids.
“I’m almost all the way in sweetheart, you feel so good around me. It’s almost like you were made for me. My gift from God, my angel.” Bucky murmured as you finally felt him bottom out, his cock twitching in you.
Bucky kissed you on the lips, not moving so you could adjust and get used to him being inside you.
He was being so patient with you and it made your heart beat faster before you wrapped your arms around his back and hid your face in his shoulder.
“You can move, I’m ready.” You told Bucky, feeling his cock twitch in you again before gasping when he pulls his length out until it was just the tip inside and then pushes in again.
Bucky set up a slow pace, his face shoved against your neck as he fucked you deeply with puffs of hot air against your skin.
The sound of moans and whimpers fell out of your lips involuntarily as Bucky increased his pace, his body shuddering against yours.
“You’re taking me so well, angel. You were made for this, made for me.” Bucky whispered sweetly in your ears, making you moan louder as he fucks deeper into you.
You noticed Bucky’s body practically vibrating and pulled your face away from his shoulder so you could look at him.
Bucky’s eyes were scrunched up tight as if he was in pain, beads of sweat were forming on his forehead.
You gently reached out for his face, which surprises Bucky as he opens his eyes to meet yours. “You can let go.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.” Bucky frowned down at you, making you shake your head fondly at the man before pulling his face down to kiss you.
You bit on his bottom lip, getting a small moan in response. “You won’t hurt me but you’re hurting yourself when you hold back so I need you to let go.”
That was enough for Bucky to suddenly slam his hips against your ass, causing the both of you to moan into each other’s mouths.
“Fuck.” Bucky muttered as he finally let loose, feeling you grab onto his back with your fingernails digging into his skin at his brutal pace.
Your bed squeaking in distress as your bodies were moving erratically against each other while Bucky fucks you.
You let out your cries and whimpers as the head of Bucky’s cock kept hitting your prostate, making you roll your eyes to the back of your head at the intense pleasure.
“Bucky…” You whimpered out, feeling the familiar heat pool up in your gut. You couldn’t believe you were about to cum just from Bucky’s cock.
Bucky chuckled against your cheek. “You close, sweetheart?”
You nodded mutely, feeling Bucky slow down but his cock kept nudging against your prostate as he rolled his hips.
Bucky’s hand slips in between your bodies, grabbing your hard cock before using the slick of your pre-cum to jerk you off as he continues to fuck you.
You let out a sharp cry when your cock finally erupted, your seed hitting your stomach and chest with some of it trickling down Bucky’s hand.
Bucky wasn’t far behind, feeling your hole squeeze his cock tightly during your ejaculation that he lets out a guttural groan as he spills his hot seed into you.
Bucky’s body flops onto yours, his body shuddering as his cocks continues to fill you up in spurts.
Bucky was breathing heavily against your neck, making you chuckle as you pecked him on the cheek while petting the back of his head soothingly.
“I think I can stay inside you forever, angel.” Bucky told you, making you laugh as you shook your head.
You brushed your finger along his cheekbones, huffing in amusement. “Hey, don’t forget the party.”
“Fuck the party, I want to stay here with you.” Bucky retorted, frowning.
You rolled your eyes at him. “That’s not nice, Bucky. Everyone’s there for you.”
Bucky grumbled, lifting his head up so he could rest his chin on your chest.
“I don’t care about them, I just want you.”
You chuckled, wondering when the other man became so cute. “How about this, you get back to the party and end it early? I’ll stay here and then when you come back, we can go a few more rounds.”
You feel Bucky’s cock twitch inside you at that before you feel him pulling out. You watched in amusement as Bucky hastily put on his clothes, ignoring how sticky his body was from his sweat.
“Hey,” You called out to Bucky, forcing the other man to turn to you as he buttoned his shirt. “I love you.”
Bucky’s face immediately melts into a warm smile, leaning down to peck you on the lips. “I love you more.”
“Get out of here.” You laughed, getting a wink from Bucky before he left your apartment to wrap up his party.
You were left alone for only ten minutes before you heard your door open and slam shut, the sound of Bucky’s feet running towards your room could be heard.
When Bucky appears at your bedroom door, he was already nude. It made you raise an eyebrow at him.
“Did you strip in the middle of my apartment?” You asked him in amusement.
Bucky raised his arms, his biceps involuntarily flexing while his body was on full display for your hungry eyes to rake over. “I’m all yours tonight.”
You laughed when Bucky jumped into bed with you, his lips already latching onto yours.
It was a couple more rounds of lovemaking before the night ends with you sleeping in each other’s arms, the rest of the world quiet.
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Author’s note: There was an epilogue but I hit tumblr’s word limit, oops!
Hope y’all enjoyed this :)
