Pairing: dom!Bucky Barnes x reader
Word count: 4.2k+
Summary: You are out with Natasha and Wanda, feeling really lonely (horny) during the night and decide to send a text about it your friend. Too bad the mane Becky and Bucky is right next to each other in your phone.
Warnings: Dom!Bucky, dry humping, thigh riding, cursing, sweet, loving! Bucky, sexting, Bucky being a teasing little shit, Bucky being a dirty little shit too
A/N: Smut with some plot. Also, you are not dead drunk, just a bit tipsy, just enough to admit your feelings and desires to yourself.
‘I wanna fuck.’ This was the single text you sent
to Bucky instead of your friend Becky, which you haven’t even realized in the
rather drunk state you were in. Wanda pulled you up from the coach and led you
to the dance floor, where you completely forgot about the previously sent text.
After a few minutes you were catching your breath as you collapsed back onto
the couch and pulled out the phone from your pocket.
Natasha went to the bar to get another round of
cocktails while Wanda laid next to you, resting her head in your lap.
‘Shit!’ You cursed when you realized why did you got
some scandalous texts from Bucky. For your luck no one could hear it from the
loud music. Now you needed that drink as fast as possible. One of your hands
sunk into Wanda’s soft hair and started to massage her scalp. In the other one
there were your phone, letting your eyes run through the texts again.
‘You know where to find me.’ This was the first one, then it
kept going. ‘But you left with the girls.
😦 ‘
You laughed a bit imagining his pouting little face
when he wrote it.
‘We are heading home soon. ;)’
‘So, you want me to wait for
you?’ Bucky’s
reply was immediate, and you basically could hear his voice in your ears
reading the text. You bit your lips and smiled mischievously.
‘Is it going to worth it?’
‘I can tell you what I’ll do to you and
then you can decide.’
‘Tell me!’ Your response was fast and eager,
pressing your tights together in anticipation. You were so touch starved and
longing for some relief by others than your own hands. You were waiting for his
response, but nothing happened. Nat finally got back with the drinks and you
started to sip it immediately.
‘Wow, someone is very thirsty.’ Nat laughed, making
Wanda get up and take her own drink.
‘Thirsty for some men.’ The younger women added with a
light giggle looking at you innocently. You blushed and one thing popped into
you mind, Bucky. His strong body pressed against yours, his hands all over on
you, lips kissing you hungrily.
‘Or one particular, judging by her face.’ Nat added,
sipping her drink. ‘Whom are you fantasizing about, sweetheart?’ She asked
and in this moment, you were just praying for Wanda not using her powers to get
the answer. You were too drunk to block her if she tried.
‘There is no one.’ You lied at the very second when
your phone started to buzz.
‘If you get home in time I will wait for
you and maybe accidentally meet you in the common areas. I know you are wearing
a dress, so I’m gonna remove your panties first making you all helpless and exposed
for me.’
You gulped and clenched your tights, trying to turn
back your attention to the girls.
‘Oh, come on, (Y/N). There must be someone!’ Wanda
laughed.
‘There is always someone!’ Nat agreed. ‘Is it
someone we know?’ She asked, and your brain responded immediately, making you
feel Bucky’s hot lips on your neck and his warmth all around you. Fuck.
‘No, I’m telling you, there is no one.’
‘Then I’m not gonna let you go to your
room. No, doll. I’m gonna push you against the wall kissing you slowly,
enjoying how eager you are, how much you are fighting for more. But I’m not
gonna give it to you yet.’
You moaned and bit on your tongue not to be too loud.
He is going to make you fall apart even before you could get home. The phone
next to you buzzed, and you were so glad that the girls couldn’t see it.
‘To make you suffer more, I’m not gonna
wear anything but my sweatpants, and I’m going to hold your hands above your
hear, denying you to touch me until you become a whimpering mess under me.’
‘Then we should go and find someone for you, because
you are frustrated, girl, I can feel it.’ Wanda winked at you and you agreed.
You were desperate for getting some of the frustration out of your body
somehow, so you got up, but Nat got your wrist.
‘But come with me first!’ She pulled you to the
toilets, and it just gave you the opportunity, to answer to Bucky. You closed
the door behind you and pulled out the phone.
‘You are killing me! But please keep
going!’ You typed fast
and your eyes were glued to the screen in your hands. ‘I’m going to dance, I’m gonna read later!’ You wrote to him, as you could hear
someone knocking on the door.
‘Put in your comms, I know you have
them!’ You did
what he asked for and, in that moment, you knew you were so fucked. Bucky’s deep
voice was in your head immediately, purring the sweetest words into your ear.
‘You don’t have to answer, doll, just
listen, okay?’ You
nodded to yourself and left the restroom with Natasha and headed towards to the
dance floor where Wanda was waiting for you. The beat was loud and sometimes
shaking the air even in your lungs, but you didn’t mind. Bucky was driving you
mad and you were so helpless, just listening to him.
‘Fuck, doll! I want to see you right now.
Swaying that beautiful body of yours, letting your eyes close and the music to
drive your movements. Do you know what I’d do if I was there? I would take you
right there and then. Lifting your little dress, pulling your panties to the
side and slide into you. Oh, fuck, you must feel amazing!’ He moaned into your ear, making your
legs shake and a loud moan escape from your lips. ‘So, you like it, doll, don’t you?’ He asked, because he could hear you of
course which you forgot about for a second. ‘I’d hold you close, flush against my chest
while trusting into you slowly, dragging those pretty sounds out of you. No one
would hear it from the music, and no one would notice what I would be doing to
you. I’d bring you to orgasm slowly, making you oh, so overstimulated. You
barely could stand on your legs, but I’d hold you securely, doll.’ You groaned loudly, and you felt that
you won’t be able to take it for too long. You needed to get home and find
Bucky to let him having his way with you. Fuck you have never thought he has
such a dirty mind. The sweet, quiet, observing Bucky, now making you undone
with his voice only. You loved him, or liked him, or had a crush on him,
which you admitted even to yourself a couple of days ago. You liked him being around,
sometimes just observing sometimes having some really nice, long conversation
with him. He was nice, smart and so caring towards the people he liked, and if
it wouldn’t be enough he was very handsome and good looking too. Oh, who do you
want to full, the guy looked like a sex demon in his good days.
You didn’t notice when the girls pulled you out of the
crowd and called a cab. The only thing you noticed was the slight panting in
Bucky’s voice as he kept talking to you. You tried to keep quiet, not to shift
in your sear with every second.
‘Are you wet now, doll? You must be judging
by your previous moans. I want you to soak your panties baby doll, to leave a
wet spot when I pull you in my lap. I want you to make a mess on my pants as
you ride my tights.’ Bucky
groaned into your ears and you imagined as he palmed himself through his pants.
He was right, you were soaked, dripping wet, you could feel the damp fabric
covering your core.
The taxi ride was quiet, making it even harder for
you, but the girls were resting, texting on their phones, and this let you sink
back into your fantasies.
‘I have no idea how I’m going to stop
myself from fucking you against the wall or into the mattress when you arrive
home, doll. I know you will be gorgeous and drunk, even if just a tiny bit it
always makes you giggly and even louder than normally. Are you loud in the
bedroom too? Are you going to moan and beg and whimper for me when I’m touching
your body with my hands and lips? Are you going to be vocal when I’ll slide
into you, into that pulsing, aching, tight pussy, huh? It drives me crazy that
I can’t hear anything bur your laboured breathing and occasional sighs. Please,
come home, I need you to be right here!’ His voice was between an beg and a command.
‘Thank you, we are here!’ Natasha said to the driver,
who pulled over, and you turned to Wanda.
‘We are home.’ She sent you a questioning look,
because she could see it, but it wasn’t really addressed to her. You wanted
Bucky to know. Wanda didn’t question your comment as you were a bit drunk and
you just wanted good, so she got out of the cab, walking into the tower with you
and Nat. Bucky went quiet, and you just hoped that it meant that he left his
room to come and meet you.
‘Good night, girls!’ You waved. ‘I’ll go and get
some food and water for the night. ‘You explained as you headed to the
kitchen.
‘I can’t eat right now, so good night!’ Natasha
groaned and went to her room sliding her hand on her already aching head.
‘And I guess, you don’t want any company.’ Wanda
winked. ‘He is already in the kitchen.’ She added showing you a knowing smile
and followed Nat to the rooms.
You stood there for a second a bit shocked, but than
her last sentence hit your alcohol flooded brain. It took you a second to get
to the kitchen, finding Bucky there.
‘Hey, doll!’ He greeted you as he pushed himself from
the wall starting to walk to you just like a predator. ‘Did you have fun?’
He asked towering over you and kept walking until your back hit the wall next
to the kitchen counters.
‘The party was alright.’ You looked up to him
innocently, noticing that he indeed was wearing his sweatpants only. Your hands
lift to touch his soft skin, but just before you could have reached him, metal
fingers got curled around your wrists.
‘Now, now, doll. No touching, do you remember?’ He
purred and pushed your hands above your head. ‘And what else did I
promise? Something about your panties, right?’ He asked looking you in the eye,
pupils lust blown and wide.
‘Right.’ You sighed weakly, your whole body craving
his. A whimper escaped your lips when his flash hand slid up on your thighs
until it reached your core.
‘God, you really are drenched, doll.’ He praised
quietly. Gently pushing his fingertips to your folds through your
panties. ‘I have never had anyone this wet. You liked our little game this
much?’ He asked in an amused tone, lips tracing along your jaw. You nodded and
desperately tried to reach his lips. ‘Talk to me, little girl!’
‘I did. I need you, Bucky, please!’ You begged and
leaned as close as you could.
‘I know.’ He giggled and placed a feather light kiss
on the corner of your lips, making you cry out in need.
‘Bucky!’ You whined making a desperate attempt to pull
out your hands from his grip. He smirked and hoovered his lips above yours,
never touching them. The long fingers hooked into your panties yanking it down
on your thighs, letting it fall on the floor.
‘Tell me, baby doll, is it a good move to send me
texts like that? Telling me you want to fuck, hn?’ He purred into your ear,
making you gasp and giggle at the same time.
‘I wanted to send it to Becky but I’m glad I accidentally
clicked on Bucky.’ You whispered laughing a bit.
‘Becky sounds like a girl.’ He said narrowing his eyes
suspiciously. ‘So, you prefer girls over me, doll?’
‘No.’ You snapped, then corrected yourself. ‘I
like girls too, but I wanted to tell her I want to fuck you. I need you to take
me.’
‘So, you do want me?’ He asked voice a bit insecure,
but still dripping with need. ‘Me, and not some quick fuck, with any
random person.’
You nodded and looked into the beautiful blue
eyes. ‘Yes, for quite some time now.’
He pressed his body to yours again, lifting your hands
above your head. ‘I believe you, but I’m not gonna sleep with you, not
tonight.’ He chuckled darkly at the desperate sound you made. ‘Take it as
a punishment, baby doll!’ He purred and leaned in painfully close to your
mouth. ‘However, it doesn’t mean we can’t have some fun.’ He
grinned. ‘Do you think you were the only one who got turned on by that
game? ’As an answer he pressed his hard on to your body.
There was no more place for talking. His mouth covered
yours, making you whimper into the kiss. It was slow on purpose. His lips
gently touched yours tasting the alcohol and the orange juice on them. Kissing
you, oh so, tenderly, when the only thing you were longing for was him being
rough and kissing the soul out of you. You tried to bit his lower lip and jerk
your hands to set them free and grab him by the back of his neck and kiss him
deeply, but he didn’t give you the chance. Bucky slowly deepened the kiss and
let his tongue stroke yours still unbearably slow, making you moan into his mouth
in anticipation. He grinned against your mouth to your failed attempts of
gaining control.
‘Do you think I’ll let you get any control so easily?
Without earning it?’ He mumbled into your lips, cutting your hopes for getting
what you want at all. ‘You are beautiful, you know that, right?’ He
purred, giving you a once over and sliding his flash hand in the valley of your
breasts. He moved closer, pushing his knee between yours until his thigh got
pressed tightly against your core. ‘Don’t you dare to rock your hips, baby
doll.’ He warned you one hand still holding yours and the other cupping your
breasts.
He slowly started to grind against your swollen clit,
giving you the friction you were craving for. ‘Does it feel good?’
You couldn’t answer between the small moans and cries
that escaped your lips. It did feel good. He was moving his leg in painfully
slow motions giving you just barely enough pleasure. A loud cry fall from your
lips when your mind was about to give up and rock against his thigh.
‘Do you need more, baby doll?’ His voice was low and
husky against your ear while he was speaking, and his tongue was hot and wet
against it. You whimpered, closing your eyes and letting your head fall back
and hit the wall.
‘Yes.’ You mumbled weakly, giving up all the
resistance and only focusing on the small friction on your clit. He bit your
ear lobe before speaking.
‘Good girl.’ He smirked. ‘I’m gonna let your hands
go, but you still can’t touch me until I let you. Do you understand?’ You
nodded and looked him in the eye praying for him to finally do something with
you. You never new you can be a this good, tamed sub, but it made you weak
when he called you a good girl with that soft, low voice of his.
He let your hands go, slowly brought the almost numb
limbs to your side and gently started to rub them to increase your blood flow.
He leaned in to kiss you, but this time you could feel his tongue right after
you felt his lips, it slid into your mouth to find yours. He moaned into the
kiss when you kissed him back, with the same passion and longing. The flash and
metal hands quickly started to work on your bra and removed it under your
dress, pushing the fabric down on your shoulders, setting your breasts
free.
He cupped them with both hands making you whimper as
he rolled your nipples between his fingers, never breaking the kiss. It got
sloppy and only teeth and tongue, as you couldn’t keep your moans down when he
silently let you rock your hips against his thigh.
He pulled back a little, just to give enough space to
look at you. ‘Fuck.’ He growled, and his gaze fall onto his hands on your
tits. ‘I want to fucking bend you over the dining table and slide my cock
into that needy pussy of yours.’
‘Do it, please.’ You mewled, nails scratching the wall
as somehow your tipsy mind managed to keep them from his body.
‘No. I need you to be sober.’ He shook his head and at
the same time he pulled back his leg, with a clearly visible wet patch on it,
to stand securely on both of his legs and pick you up easily. You shut
your eyes wide open, immediately protesting for the loss of his
thigh. ‘Hold yourself with your hands, princess.’ He commanded gently and
let you wrap your legs around his waist.
‘Bucky.’ His name fell from your lips like a prayer.
He was hard and throbbing and even hotter than on the other parts of his body.
Bucky gave you a smug little smile before walking to the living room and
settling on the couch.
‘You were so good to me, princess, keeping your hands
from me all the way. You deserve to be rewarded.’ He purred, both hands sliding
onto your ass making you move back and forth in his lap slowly. ‘That’s
it, baby doll.’ A small grin appeared on his lips when you closed your eyes and
gave in to the sensation. You were slowly grinding to his clothed cock, and he
was sure, both of you are going to make a mess. He wanted more than some dry
humping on the couch in the living room, but he needed you to be fully sober,
even this was too much, but he couldn’t help it. As you were moving, his pants
were grinding to his swollen tip, and the wetness creeping through the fabric
made him leak with pre-cum.
You pulled him into a frantic, needy, hot kiss,
whimpering just when you could feel his wet lips on yours. You speed up, and he
helped you with his flash hand on your hips. The metal one circled around your
nipples, making them hard in seconds. He didn’t want to look but it was
impossible to resist. The darkened blue gaze fell on your bouncing breasts in
front of him, making his lips dry in an instant. Without thinking he sucked one
of the hard peaks into his hot mouth, circling around with his wet tongue,
pulling out some loud cries from you.
‘Bucky!’ Your voice was warning, insecure and dripping
with pleasure. ‘Can I come?’ You asked, because you wanted, needed his
permission after everything else.
‘Look at me!’
You opened your eyes looking right into his lust blown
eyes, seeing his pink lips and flushed cheeks too. ‘You are such a good
girl, you asked.’ He praised with breathy moans, because he was dangerously
close too, but he wanted to prolong your edge a little. You were there, he
could tell by the sounds you made and the way you were gripping his shoulders,
eyes begging for relief. You were beautiful like that. ‘Come for me, baby
doll. Come all over on my pants… Fuck.’ He grunted as he almost fell over just
by the sight of you, grinding so eagerly to his rock hard erection. He stopped
thrusting up against you, pinching a nipple with his metal digits, leaning to
your ears. ‘Come, baby doll, come hard grinding on my throbbing cock, let
that needy, swollen, little clit pulse, with pleasure.’ He purred into your ear
and it was more than enough to make you climax.
‘I’m coming, I’m c… Fuck, Bucky!’ You cried
breathlessly as the pleasure took your body and made you arch your back and dig
your nails into his bare shoulders. He had no idea how, but you managed to keep
your eyes locked with his and it set him off like nothing else. His body tensed
and shook as the orgasm washed through his veins, his cock throbbing
desperately, as his balls tightened, and he spilled his load into his pants.
It took some time for the both of you to come down
from your highs and rest in each other’s arms in a blissful state. You lift
your head first from his shoulder and pressed your lips to his without opening
your eyes. ‘We should get cleaned up.’ You mumbled into the pink lips and
Bucky nodded in agreement. You got up, noticing the wet mess in his lap, which
soaked through his pants both from the outside and the inside. He woke up,
giving an unimpressed look to his groin, before the blue, eyes drifted to
you.
You were tucking your breasts back to your dress and
went to get back your lingerie. You followed him to his room without thinking,
holding his right hand and let him lead you without questions. He let you
occupy the bathroom first, but you silently protested, and pulled him in too.
He undid his pants and pulled the dress through your head, throwing it on the
floor. You caught his hand and pulled him into the shower too. It was nice,
warm, his body felt amazing against yours as the hot water were running down on
your skin. Bucky quietly washed you, spending a bit more time with the cleaning
of your breasts and ass, making both of you giggle. It was a slow process and
none of you felt like talking. You washed him after, starting with his broad
back, enjoying the hot, defined muscles under your touch. Your lips turned into
a gentle smile when he turned back to you and your sloppy fingers spread the
gel on his abs too. Bucky’s fingers lift your chin, and when you looked him in
the eye they were as blue as you remembered in contrast with what you saw a
couple of minutes ago. The movement was instant and instinctual when you raised
to your tiptoes and captured his lips in a gentle kiss. He sighed slowly as
your body got pressed against his, your soft breasts pressing to his chest, and
finally he could hold you in his arms. The time seemed to be frozen, it was
just you and him, skin against skin, lips caressing each other as the water was
running, filling the room with some noise.
None of you had any idea how much time you spent in
the shower, sharing millions of gentle touches and kisses. When you go out he
handed you a soft towel to dry yourself.
‘Can I have something to sleep in?’ You asked him,
making his eyes lit up with happiness.
‘Sure!’ He smiled and went back to his room, to bring
you a shirt and one of his boxers. He didn’t really believe you wanted to stay
until that very moment. He liked you for a while now, and wanted to make a move
or ask you out, but your text kind of changed his plans.
You both climbed into his bed, face to face, his hand
on your waist, legs tangled together. ‘You know I’m not drunk anymore,
right?’ You whispered caressing his soft locks. ‘You know I’m here because
I want to be with you?’
‘I only dare to hope it.’ His answer was honest, but
full of hope.
‘I won’t regret this in the morning, Buck. I won’t wake
up and leave you or feel terrible.’ You breathed a tender kiss on his
lips. ‘Most probably I’ll wake up wet and aroused, wanting you to finish
what we started.’
‘Oh, doll.’ His lips were on yours, pulling you close,
already looking forward to the morning more than anything ever. His desire
quickly trickled through his lips, leaving you hot, shaking in anticipation.
The shirt both of you just put on quickly got removed and thrown away. You
needed to feel the other one, as close and real as possible. The passionate
kiss lasted long. Bucky’s soft lips got swollen again from your bites and
sucking on it but he never minded. He was happy, even if it was a result of
your mistake. You were here with him led by your own now seemingly sober will.
‘We should sleep, doll.’ He giggled stroking a long
lock away from your face.
‘Yes. it’s very late.’ You laughed. ‘Good night,
then.’ It was one last kiss and your laughter which lulled both of you asleep
in a second. He was holding you tight, inhaling your scent deeply, burying his
face into your hair. He was happy and so were you. Sending him that text was
the best mistake of your life.
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