“When somebody’s throwing new lines at you, you have to listen. I think that’s the most important part of acting— that you’re present when somebody else is talking. There are some actors who are really incredible at that. Sebastian Stan is amazing with listening to people, with acting on his face without saying a lot of words, which is why he’s so good at playing the Winter Soldier, a character who doesn’t speak a lot.” – Joe Russo (x)
A/N:Sometimes a single photo can inspire me to write. Thank you Mr Stan for the above shot that i couldn’t get out of my mind. Summary: As Steve Rogers little sister you can always count on him when you need him, such as when you’re nervous about going on a first date and ask him to Chaperone you. But when he has to work late he asks his oldest friend Bucky to step in, and that’s when things get interesting. AU Fic. Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader Wordcount: 2109 Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Mentions of death of a parent, Fingering, Neck Kisses, Dirty Talk, Dom!Bucky, Wall sex, Unprotected Sex (reader is on the pill). No dirty gifs, you’re safe to read this in public.
Having a big brother like Steve Rogers had its benefits; he
had a kind heart and was always looking out for you, his little sister. When
your parents had died your inheritance had meant you’d both been able to
purchase apartments next door to each other in the same building, giving you
each your own space but close enough to still help each other out.
And that’s what you’d asked him to do tonight. Naturally shy
you hadn’t dated much since your parents had passed away, but after being
prompted by a few friends you’d signed up for an internet dating service to get
back on the wagon, and now had your first date arranged. But you were nervous,
you’d heard horror stories of what could happen so had asked Steve if he’d be
your shadow, your chaperone; To tag along in the background, to sit on the next
table or bar stool and watch over you. He’d encouraged you to get out a little
bit more since your parents had passed away, and was more than happy to be your
support.
The evening of the date you were nervous, you’d chosen a
simple black dress that hugged your curves but wasn’t too sexy, sheer holdups
beneath it. As you were applying the finishing touches to your make-up you
heard the key in the door to your apartment, calling out to Steve as he let
himself in;
“I’ll just be a minute!”
“No worries Doll”
You paused, your mascara mid air; that wasn’t Steve;
Tetralea 