‘Someone got very lucky!’ Bucky smirked at Peggy after Steve excused himself and let them alone for a few minutes.
‘Interesting, I wanted to say the same thing to you!’ Peggy crossed her arms in front of her chest and leaned to the bar, with raised brows.
‘Who?’ Bucky looked around in the bar. ‘Come on, Agent Carter, I can see the way Steve looks at you. He clearly has a thing for you, miss.’ He sipped from his drink closing his eyes, to hid his painful gaze.
‘It is weird because I can see the way he looks at you, and I can hear how Captain Rogers talks about you, Sergeant Barnes, and I must say you are the one who got lucky.’ Peggy smiled kindly, giving a once over to Bucky. ‘Steve is very fond of you.’ She basically whispered the words, her eyes never leaving Bucky’s face as his eyes opened wide in surprise.
‘We are best friends since school.’ He laughed, turning his head towards the bar to hide his clearly visible blush. ‘Anyway maybe you should hear all the things Steve says about you, Agent Carter, and about the way he feels when he is a round you.’ He looked at the young woman in front of him, desperately trying to talk about her rather than himself and Steve.
‘That might be true, yet I am not the one he goes to bed with at the end of the day.’ Peggy was surprisingly calm, kindly smiling to the desperate men in front of her. ‘I am a special agent, Sergeant Barnes, I can see things others don’t, and I must say you got to be the lucky one here.’
sebastian stan is such a good actor. and his crying is so on point, like it really looks like he’s crying (pretty sure that’s the point but let me appreciate the boy) and his emotions are so visible and there
every time, he plays a character he tries to do what a normal person would do – lick his lips mid-conversation, pace back and forth and other subconscious actions like that. his acting looks so natural and life-like. he’s such an amazing actor and i support him with all my heart :’)
Warnings: Fluff, fluff and more fluff. Also Sad!reader. Subdrop, mentions of BDSM relationship (nothing explicit), mentions of dom!Sebastian and sub!reader.
Summary: You are experiencing your first ever subdrop and Sebastian does everything he can to make you feel better. It’s a lot of fluff and cuddling.
A/N: Okay, so I usually write stories about some light or not that light BDSM dynamics and relationships, but they never really go through the full extent of of a relationship like this. So, this is gonna be a mini series/story with a sequel, which tries to go beyond the smut bit of these relationships.
You were at
grocery shopping when it hit you. The extreme sadness and depression suddenly
flooding your body, making you feel lonely and you just wanted to cry.
Fighting
your tears you went through the aisles collecting everything you needed at
home. You pulled your phone out of your pocket as started to write a text. Your
extreme sadness was mixed with anger for no reason, but you couldn’t not feel
it. You were so, so mad, you’d want to slap the door into his face next time.
‘I hate you, please never call again.’ You sent the text and rushed to the
cashiers.
The day was more than long and you decided to reward yourself with a nice, hot shower, to be ready by the time Bucky finished his training. You pulled your shirt through your head when you could hear the door open.
A wide smile spread on your lips when you saw your boyfriend’s head peaking into the hot, moist room. Your eyes found his through the mirror and you turned around just to find him already behind you.
The smirk on his lips meant nothing good for you as his fingers touched your heated ski your your thighs, running up, his eyes widening when his hands slid through your hips without any obstacles. You haven’t had any time to put some panties on yet.
You wanted to bit your lips, but he was faster, pressing his lips to yours, pulling you immediately into a searing, passionate kiss. You had to grab onto his shoulders as you whimpered onto his lips, while he kissed you fiercely for a long minute, leaving you breathless for a moment when he pulled back.
‘Hey, doll! ‘ hope you had a nice day!’ He smirked, before taking a step back and left the bathroom, like nothing has happened.
‘Lucky you! I wish I had a boyfriend greeting me like this after eight years in a relationship.’ Wanda’s voice from hallway was way too unexpected, making you slam the door and pull your shirt as down as possible on your thighs. Damn witch.
Tetralea 