be my distraction, just for a little while [b.barnes]
pairing: dbf!bucky x reader
summary: bucky is your guilty pleasure, especially when you're stressed out.
tags/warnings: 18+ MDNI, smut [scratching, creampie, praise kink, fingering, p in v, unprotected sex (do not attempt)], fem!reader, bucky implied to be older than reader, taboo-ish themes (bucky is dad's friend.... but did not know of/like reader until she was of age, not proofread (because im tired!), college aged reader (or in uni in general)
nova's notes: i wrote this as a distraction (haha get it, title???) anyways PLEASE like and subscribe -> masterlist
College has been rough lately. For some reason, your friends have been giving you a particularly hard timeโ-drama, little to no communication, the works. On top of that, your assignments have been piling up, and the only things that have been occupying your mind this entire week are fucking integrals. All you want is some stress relief.ย
He shouldnโt be the first one on your mind, but he is.ย
Your dad caught you ogleing this friend of his the first time you metโyou were home for break that summerโ-and he told you to โnot stare because itโs rude.โ Well, that warning was futile because not even two weeks later, his body was flush against yours for the first time: your childhood home, in the bathroom, up against the sink, during a barbeque, with your family and friends outside waiting for your return. You think your sundress was to blame for that day.
So, you could, theoretically, hit up one of your classmates or various guys in your dmโs, but they just donโt do it like he does. He is the only one that knows how to please you right, how to touch and lick and fuck you the way you want. Guys your age donโt know how to touch you, are afraid of licking you, and are really, really bad at having sex.ย
It's a shame, really. But the day you found out that Bucky lives near you? All of your sexual frustration evaporated. Stillโฆyou probably shouldnโt call him. You do anyway against your better judgement.ย
โHey sweetheart, isn't it a bit late to be callinโ me?โย
โMaybe. Iโm just exhausted, Buck.โ
โDo you wanna tell me about it?โ God, you do, but you can do that after he comes over.ย
โIt can be the topic of our pillow talk.โ
You hear the jingling of his keys on the other side. โOn my way. Be there soon.โ Then, he hangs up. It's convenient to have him nearby; heโs only a 15 minute drive. And at this time of night, itโll be ten.ย
Nine minutesโyes, you timed himโlater, you hear three swift knocks on your apartment door. You rush to swing it open, and the moment you see him in all of his loosely hung grey sweatpants and baggy t-shirt glory, you grab him by the collar of his shirt and press a vicious kiss to his mouth.ย
Normally, Bucky is the type of man who likes to savor the moment, to lick and lap at your sweet lips to take in every taste and all their warmth. But heโll never deny your frantic advances. His thick, calloused hands travel up to cup your face. They pull you in while his foot shuts the door. โNeedy girl.โ The teasing shoots straight down to your core.ย
โOnly for you.โ You whisper back before walking backwards to lead him towards the couch. He follows, lips melding back with yours. HIs tongue licks your bottom lip before pushing its way into your mouth, licking and feeling the warm cavern in the way that etches itself to your memory.ย
The back of your legs hit the couch; Bucky picks you up and lays you underneath him as he crawls on top, caging you in. His fingers tease the waistband of your shorts, but not for long. Your impatience compels you to grab his wrist and shove them underneath your panties.ย
โPlease.โ You whine into his mouth. He wordlessly complies.ย
The best part about his fingersโaside from how skilled he is with them? Their roughness. It's no secret Bucky works out. His ample muscles and chiseled form speak louder than words ever could, but you never imagined that his callouses would be an added benefit. The friction he creates with them on your bud is, in all honesty, incomparable. Irreplaceable. Irresistible. Maybe thatโs why you keep calling him despite your fatherโs warnings.ย
He makes quick work of your clit with small, tight circles that have you clenching around nothing and getting wetter by the second. His fingers dip down into your core; one pump, then two, before sinking to the hilt of his hand and curling to caress the spongey spot that makes your back bow off the couch. The palm of his hand settles at the top. He allows you to grind up into his hand, creating and chasing your own pleasure while he focuses inside.ย
Now, donโt misunderstand, his hands are great. Amazing even. But thatโs not the distraction you wanted. โBucโky! Pleaseโneed you.โย
โNeed what, love? Speak up. Use your words.โ His fingers curl more with your words, drawing even louder, whiner moans from you that are bound to annoy your neighbors.ย
โYour cock. Inside me. Pleaseโoh!โ He pulls his fingers from your core fish himself out of his pants after he pulls your shorts and panties to the side. You look down between you two. Heโs hard, throbbing, with his angry red tip leaking pre-cum. โAwe, he missed me.โ Reaching down, you grab his length, gliding your fist upโtightening at his tipโ and letting it bounce back.
โYou donโt even know.โ Bucky presses his forehead against yours while he angles his cock to your entrance. โCondom, baby?โย
โNoโpill, please just hurry!โ You almost annoy yourself by how desperate you are. He, on the other hand, seems to enjoy it.
โOkay, okay.โ He presses in, his tip sinks gratefully into your warm, wet walls. The rest of his follows but not without struggle. It's been a while since, and you forgot just how big he really is. โGonna fit it fโme, right?โย
You nod frantically. โYesโyes!โย
He sinks in a little more, throbbing in your silky cavern. โThere you go, doing so good for me.โ You shift and whine a little at how full you feel. โCโmon, I know yโcan fit more than that.โย
He pushes further, and then finally, to the hilt. You can almost feel him in your throatโthatโs how full you are. Bucky honest-to-god believes you were made for him. Especially your perfect pussy. One of his hands comes up to brush a stray hair away from your face. โSo beautiful, so perfect. My perfect girl. Takinโ me so well.โย
โAnything you want, baby.โ The slow drag of him pulling out makes you whimper, and him slamming back in with a soft grind up into your spongy spot has you gasping for air. Your hands move to his back to dig into shirt. That will definitely be leaving marks for you to find in the morning. Bucky doesnโt mind. If anything, he encourages it. โMark me up, โm all yours.โย
His thrusts grow faster the louder you become and the harder you scratch. Your apartment is filled with the sounds of his skin hitting yours and the wet squelch of him going in and out of you. You wrap your legs around him, tightening every time his groin brushes your clit.ย
He takes your lips in his again, this time itโs more desperate than it is frantic. He kisses you like heโs trying to swallow all the sounds you make: every moan, every sigh, and every whine.ย
You feel a familiar coil tighten low in your belly. โBuckโโ
โI know, I know. Me too.โ Bucky can tell youโre close by the way you clench around him and by the way your legs pull him closer. He's no better. His hips are faltering, his breathing is heavy and hitched, and every time he grinds up inside you, the texture of your walls sends a shock of pleasure from the tip of his cock all the way to his groin. The electric feeling drives him forward, literally.ย
โYโhave to loosen up. I canโt pull out.โ Heโs referring to the way your legs are cinching him so tight he can barely pull out to thrust back in again.
โDonโt care, come inside, just donโt stop..! O-oh fuck!โย
โYeah?โ His movements speed up. The thought of coming inside you, seeing his release pulse out of you, has him teetering over his own edge. โWant me to fill you up?โย
โYes! YesโBucky please!โย ย
โComing, sweetheart, come with meโs-shit!โ His hips stutter for a final time before he buries himself completely inside. The coil in your belly snaps; a wave of pleasure washes over you as you shudder from ecstasy. You pull him close with both your legs and arms.ย
Your sporadic clenches draw his release outโthrob by throb, he fills you. His face is in the crook of your neck. You can hear him groan every time he accidentally tries to push further inside.ย
Both of your breaths steady when he pulls out. The sight before him is better than he imagined. His seed flows out of you like honey, coming out in spurts as you continue to pulse involuntarily. Buckyโs hands begin to caress your bare thighs.
โLet me clean you up.โ ย
Now, freshly cleaned and changed, you and Bucky lay together in your bed. Heโs twirling your hair and you speak. โBut hereโs my thing, why wouldnโt you just tell me if you have a problem with me? I had to find out from someone else that sheโs mad at me. How fucked up is that?โ
โAnd on top of that.โ You prop yourself up to look at him. โI have, like, a thousand assignments to doโand a quiz on Friday! We havenโt even learned enough material in the new unit to have a quiz! My professors are crazy, Bucky. Iโm serious.โย
โI can see that, but I donโt remember college being soโฆacademic.โ
You roll your eyes. โThats because you and my father were little delinquents that didnโt care about โacademicsโ.โย
He laughs softly before pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. โThatโs true.โ
It's silent for a second. But then, a question pops into your head. โHey, Buck.โ He hums. โRemember the barbeque?โย
โHmm? Oh, the one last summer? Yeah, why?โ
โWhatโahemโprompted you, to, yโknowโฆโ You trail off, implying what you mean with vague facial expressions.ย
He smiles sheepishly before answering. โYou just looked so cute in that lilโ sundress of yours.โย
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