When the FBI needs a young, bright officer to go undercover, James Barnes is the perfect choice. Ambitious, intelligent and well-trained, James is the most suitable candidate to pose as a young, clueless addition to the crew operating under the biggest mob boss in NYC. And James will do his best to take his empire down.
Y/N Y/L/N got sucked into the life of drugs, guns and money a long time ago. And she knows she might never be able to leave. But then along comes a sharp but caring man with soft, blue eyes who makes her heart stop, and maybe her impossible desire might come true.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader
Warnings: Violence, mentions of drugs and abuse. NSFW content. Swearing.
Single dad Bucky and his daughter are frequent Target shoppers and catch the eye of a single mom.
Word count: 617
His forearms were resting on the shopping cart as he pushed it along, nose to nose with his young daughter who was sitting and smiling sweetly at him.
“Miss Sophia, today we are shopping for Uncle Steve’s birthday. Which means what?”
I couldn’t help but watch. His dark brown hair was loosely tied in a bun, strays laying on the nape of his neck. His smile was tender. It was obvious that the little girl, an exact replica of him, was his entire world.
Her little hands cupped his cheeks and she pouted playfully. “No toys for me today.”
“That’s right little one.” The man kissed her nose, then picked up a dress shirt, examining it then mumbled to himself, “If only I would ever follow up on that.”
I bit my lip, but a giggle escaped. He looked over and I waved him off. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. She’s adorable.” I walked away, noticing that this most masculine sexy human being I have ever seen was actually blushing.
“Yeah, thanks.” Thank God I had my own buggy to steady myself or my wobbly legs would have given out and left me an embarrassing mess on the sales floor. I turned and caught a glimpse of him. The shy smile on his lowered head was almost hidden by the collar of his jacket, but I saw it and I almost wished I hadn’t. I stumbled over my own two feet then grabbed onto the nearest shelf. Holy hell, I couldn’t think. I couldn’t breathe. Just…wow!
“Who was that lady daddy?”
“I don’t know baby girl, but she said you’re adorable, so I think she needs glasses.” They both started to laugh and she was squealing. The man was obviously tickling her. “DADDY STOP! STAAAAAPPPPPHHHHH!!!”
It has to be illegal for a man to be that sexy and that great with his daughter. I need me one of those. Someday.
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Walking up from the electronics, I was on my way out when I heard the adorable squeals coming from, no surprise, the toy department. I sighed happily as I saw them both looking at dolls.
The man saw me and sighed in frustration, but he was far from it considering the smile on his face.
I smirked. “Caved, huh?”
She was not interested in me. No way! There were Barbies galore in her presence.
“Oh, you just don’t *know* the power this little one has over her daddy.” He looked over at her with such loving eyes it made my heart melt.
I nodded. “I see that. My mom was the one that spoiled me. She’s a lucky girl.” My eyes held his for a second too long and a whimper escaped my mouth. I swallowed hard and looked away. “Well hey, good a have day. See ya.”
I turned my buggy a little too quickly, realizing what I had just said, and knocked over a few boxes of toys on display. “Shit.” This CAN’T be happening, I thought to myself.
“Sophia, do NOT stand in that cart.” The man’s voice was stern but kind. He crouched on the floor with me, picking up the toys. I could feel him looking at me.
“Please, tend to your daughter. I can handle this. It was my fault anyway.” I couldn’t look at him. Good a have day? He must think I’m an idiot!
He huffed goodnaturedly. “It’s no problem. Don’t worry about it.” Our hands were centimeters apart when he nudged my finger. “Hey,” he whispered. I looked up hesitantly and saw the most beautiful smile on that handsome face. “How ‘bout I buy her that doll, and we all go for ice cream.”
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You woke up with a headache and sore muscles and ridiculously calm. It was odd until you opened your eyes to suddenly remember everything from the other night. Bucky was sleeping next to you peacefully, in your hotel room, a purple love bite on his neck proving that your memories were real. After a few seconds of staring at his beautiful figures you got out of bed and headed to the shower.
By the time you finished he was sitting at the edge of the bed fully dressed.
‘Hey!’ You laughed a bit awkwardly and walked to the bed to get you phone.
‘Morning!’ He smiled and blushed a little. ‘I-um we shouldn’t have…’
‘No, we shouldn’t…’ You answered a bit too fast, shaking your head but laughing. ‘But we are good, right?’
‘Of course, doll.’ He grinned and stood up walking to the door with you. ‘So, let’s get some breakfast?’
‘Yes, just-um, if it was a mistake anyway, can I have just one more kiss?’ You blurred out, not daring to look at him, anxiously fidgeting with your hair.
‘Yeah, I think, that’s-that’s just fine.’ Bucky breathed, dipping his head to capture your lips in a sweet but longing kiss. It heated up quickly, Bucky pressing your body to the door with one motion. ‘Late breakfast?’ He panted.
‘Totally.’ You nodded feverishly and let him picking you up and carry you back to the bed crawling between your thighs.
Synopsis: Bucky wants to fuck Steve some place very uncomfortable.
A/N: For my #Happy Steve Bingo card. The Prompt was ‘Laughing During Sex’. Bonus points if you get that reference.
Some Place Very Uncomfortable
Steve was attempting to ignore Bucky. He definitely wasn’t making it easy though. His beard tickled his neck as his ghosted his lips down the side of it. Steve twitched slightly in his attempt to ignore the fact that it was actually getting at him. Bucky knew all the right buttons to push. Steve just wished he was as good at choosing the times when to push them. While they were sitting in the vintage Volkswagen Beetle waiting for Sam to return was definitely not the place.
Bucky sucked on the side of Steve’s throat, grazing his teeth over Steve’s skin. Steve’s body was intent on betraying him. A shiver ran down his spine and made his cock jump in his pants. He swatted Bucky away and shifted in the seat. “Quit it, would you?”
Steve was just mere minutes from arriving home, Bucky knew it. He just finished at the doctor which happened to be only two blocks from their shared apartment. He was nervous, very very nervous. He haven’t seen Steve or have talked to him since last night. Last night when they arrived home a bit light headed from the dancing at the local bar. Well, more like Bucky was dancing and Steve was watching him from their table. The way he smiled, how his hips moved to the rhythm and how gently he was holding that pretty dame in his arms. His gaze occasionally meeting with Steve’s, and if the blond man wouldn’t know his friend better he could have think that Bucky was trying to seduce him with those looks, that he wished he could hold Steve like that.
When they arrived home everything happened fast, Steve was laughing than he tripped and Bucky caught him, and then… Then his lips were on Steve’s and fuck, he loved it. Soon they were naked in Bucky’s bed and… Oh, God, he had to cover his burning face with his palms as the more than vivid memories were danging in front of his eyes. Steve kissing him, kissing feverishly down on his body, than seeing his own cock between those thin, red lips and then Stave inside of him, making him feel things he never thought he would, more over crave over and over again.
So what was it? Love or just desire what he was feeling for him?
He run out of time because the door got opened and Steve stormed into the room. His cold hands found Bucky’s cheeks and held him still while he pressed his lips to the warm, plump ones. The kiss was searing but slow, they gave themselves time to savour every second. As the minutes passed their hands were roaming on each other’s body, tugging on shirts and undoing buttons.
‘Bedroom?’ Steve whispered, in an innocently insecure way, what made Bucky’s grip on his fragile hips even stronger.
‘Yes, oh, God, yes!’ Bucky growled with relief. Maybe first if was love what made him be with Steve, but now, now it was desire, burning, hot and he knew that both of them only wanted more.
Tetralea 