A/N: This fic will be in two parts, and I’ll try to crank it out in the next couple days so you wont have to wait long. Happy holidays, and enjoy my little fluffy piece.
Summary: When Bucky leaves for a mission and he sends you a little message, fulfilling your desires about your kink for edging. It’s only his voice and instructions gives you pleasure, which turns out to be the hardest torture you have been through in bed so far. As you failed a few times at the beginning Bucky figures out how to punish you from the distance.
A/N: So, it’s basically an audio where Bucky is teaching you how to edge yourself, and how to control your body in a way he wants you to.
The second
try was better than the first one but you still had a hard time with holding
your pleasure until the point when he let you come. However, you failed again,
you could hold on much longer than the first time. The next day you got a more
than 50 minutes audio and couldn’t resist, you had to listen to it immediately.
You weren’t that sensitive by now and you figured that if you just keep your
eyes open, focusing on something on the room, you could hold it much longer. You
could actually hold it until the very end first, but then you failed for much of
your disappointment. He made you crazy the way he talked, was slow and calm.
His voice was familiar and warm in your ears making you forget about everything
else around you. He commanded you in a gentle yet strict manner and praised you
a lot.
After a
three day break you felt yourself rubbing your thighs together even just for
the thought of these audios, and you had a hard time holding it back to touch
yourself. No matter how hard you come it always left you being needy and hot
until the next time. To distract yourself you went out with Wanda and Nat every
day, to do some shopping or watch a movie together or indulge yourselves with
the best pasta in town.
When you
got home you checked your phone in every second for a new recording. You
already loved this. You always had a strong submissive side and you loved
letting all the control go in bed. So, this was the perfect game for you, even
if made your longing for Bucky more every time you could hear his voice in the
headphones. Even just the thought of it made you press your tights together
already feeling yourself growing wet.
Finally,
you could finish that report from long ago when you looked on you clock. It was
six at night and you still haven’t received anything from him. You shook your
head, stood up and headed to the bathroom to have a shower before going out
with Wanda again to see a play.
You let the
hot water run covering your body, your hair, soaking you skin, calming your
nerves. It was only matter of a second when your fingers trailed down on your
body feeling the wetness between your legs. You would have give one arm for
Bucky being there with you. You needed him inside and around you.
Fuck.
You sucked
your bottom lip between your teeth and pulled your hand away, leaving yourself
in need. He said no touching until the next audio. You quickly finished your
shower and stormed into your room, hair still wet, dripping onto he floor. You
dried it a little before picking up your phone.
‘Finally.’
You moaned quietly when you could see the new e-mail. The towels quickly landed
on the floor as you already climbed on your bed.
‘Hey, doll!
I hope you enjoyed your free time in the last
three days! Now, here is the next tape I’m not gonna go easy on you, I need you
to focus. I want you to put on some panties, something sexy for me before you
open the recording.’
You
swallowed hard, did what he asked and opened the audio file with already
heavily beating heart and headphones on.
‘Let’s begin this, baby doll!’ His slow, low voice sent shivers
through your spine and fuelled your arousal in your belly.
‘I assume you are already on the bed, all
naked for me except those panties, right? I know you are. So eager, so good to me. This
time I want you to close your legs, close them tight, feel one tight press
against the other one.’ You do as he asked and crossing your legs to press
your tights as close as possible.
‘Just lay down one hand on your tight, the
other on your breasts. First, I want you to run your fingers all over on your
torso, just the tip of those little fingers, lightly touching your delicate skin.
Caress your neck, over your collar bone and around your cleavage. Breathe nice
and even. Deep breaths, doll, just relax.’
Following
his instructions, your chest is rising and falling slowly, your muscles
relaxing in your body. The gentle caressing on your neck and chest is slow as
you are sinking into your own peace.
‘Run your hands down on your stomach, around
your hips, not going any lower than the hem of those panties. Now, up, between
your breasts, back to your neck with both hands, slightly touching. You love
this aren’t you?’ He was grinning you could hear it in his voice, making
you smile a little too. God, you missed him. Not just the sex part, but
everything about him. ‘I know how
sensitive you can be after a few days without any intimacy, so we are going to
use this.’
The content
sigh leaving your lips was hot and full with anticipation. ‘Fondle your chest, doll, with your palms,
grope and caress your breasts but avoid your nipples yet! That’s it! I wish I
could see you right now. Splayed out on our bed, completely at my merci,
caressing those full, beautiful tits of yours.’ His voice become shaky for
a second, before he took a short but deep breath. ‘You have no ide how hard it is to sit still not even touching myself
while I am recording this, or just go downstairs and bend you over the nearest
surface and pull all of those sweet noises out of you, what you make when I’m buried
deep into that sweet cunt of yours.’ The cry falling from your lips is a
lot louder than you thought but you didn’t care. Your hands groping your chest
hard, traveling around your stomach, hips and breast.
Your thighs
were pressed together and you desperately tried to gain any friction, but it was
in vain.
‘Circle those nipples now, little girl! Circle
until you can’t take it and you must pinch them. Feel how hard and sensitive
they are. I want to suck onto them so bad, pulling them into my mouth, sucking
them slowly, until you can’t take it and beg for more.’ Oh, yes, this was the moment you
couldn’t take it anymore, you pulled on your stiff buds, rolling them between
your fingers, just as the way you wanted.
Your hips
were rocking back and forth desperate for any attention, but you haven’t got
any permission to play with yourself yet.
‘What do you think, doll? Are your panties
soaked by now? Have you already made a mess on them?’ He asked, and you only needed a second
to realize that he must have been right. You were soaked and wet, your
underwear soaking it all up. ‘Go ahead,
and trail down your hands on your thighs, but don’t open them just jet. Caress
them with your fingers, your nails if you need to, running your hands across
the hem of your lingerie, feel how soft it is. Good girl!’ He praised, and
you shivered arching your back as he commanded you to return to your nipples
again and play with them in any way you pleased. It lasted for a few seconds
only. ‘Go down again and open your legs a
little now. I want you to caress your thighs and run your hands alongside of
your panties, feeling your heat.’
It was hard
to tame your fingers and only touch yourself where you were allowed to. One
hand travelled back and caressed your breast while the other one was running
across your navel and the line of your underwear with every touch. The thong you
were wearing did a great job in concealing the thing you wanted the most from
your own hands, making you feel utterly helpless under Bucky’s words.
‘Part your legs even more and with one finger
stroke through your sex. Nice slow motion. As slow as possible!’ Bucky warned
you. ‘Fell the curve of that pretty mound,
doll, then run your finger above your throbbing clit down until your entrance. You
want me to tell you to get rid of that underwear, don’t you?’ The smirk in
his voice was obvious and you whined quietly.
‘Yes,
please.’
‘No, kitten. Not just yet. I need you to ruin
those panties, to soak them through, to make them soaking wet. Only then you can
remove them and touch yourself freely.’ The desperate cry falling from your
lips was an obvious sign of your desire, but he wasn’t there to hear it.
The way you
touched yourself right now was not enough after three days of complete lack of pleasure.
It was too light, too slow and made you arch with need. You were glad you
choose some thin lace panties, maybe your slick made them wet faster, but not
fast enough.
‘Keep stroking yourself through your lingerie,
feel how desperately your clit is pulsing with need under the thick fabric and how
hot your core is. Keep up with this for eight more stokes and then, but only then
you can push down on your tender opening. I know it’s hard, but you need to
take it for me, to be a good girl for me, kitten. When you are massaging your
entrance I want you to keep that thong in place. No cheating, little girl.’ His
warning tone made you slow down for a second and adjust the lace, so it fully
covered your soaked pussy.
‘Massage your whole pussy now, use only one
finger, and stroke yourself in any way you want, but you can’t settle on your
clit.’ Your moans echoed in your room as he le you have some of that much
needed pleasure. ‘Are your panties soaking
wet?’
Your hands
dipped down and dragged a long line from there to your mound, as you shuddered.
Oh, yes, yes it was. It was covering your core tightly, the colour of the
fabric a few shades darker than the top of it, it was damp with your slick, sticking
to your skin with a cold sensation.
‘If it is, take it off, but don’t rush it, just
let it get peeled of off your pretty pussy lips. That’s it. Slowly.’ Your
breathing hitched as the cold, damp fabric disappeared from your burning cunt.
‘Feels
good, isn’t it?’ Bucky was grinning again, you could hear it, and behind your
closed eyes you could see his steel blue eyes darken with desire, as he looks
you up and down, devouring every inch of your sight. The little nod you made
was answer for his question even if he couldn’t see it. ‘Of course, it does, now you can touch that tender little pussy for
real. Circle around your clit.’ The order was clear and very similar to the
previous audios, but you didn’t care. It was fucking arousing and kept you
right on the edge of hoping for more, yet giving you some pleasure.
‘Buck, please!’ You begged silently
completely forgetting about the fact that he was somewhere fair away from you.
‘Go down to that entrance, kitten. Circle it,
push down to it, stroke it, but not penetrate it. Just think about my cock,
brushing against it. Pressing down to it, coating my tip with my pre-cum and
your slick. God, you are always so warm, and soft around me every time, doll. Fuck,
I am so hard right now, swelling up for even the thought of you, doll. Keep
circling that entrance! Good girl!’ His voice was a bit raspy and you
started to wonder if he was touching himself while recording this. ‘Think about how much you like the way my
fat cock is stretching out that little pussy. How much do you like the way it
is heavy and thick inside of you! Fuck!’ He cursed and now you were
positive that he was stroking himself while doing his recording for you. It
made you shiver and long for more. ‘You
want to slide that finger into your empty pussy, don’t you? To feel something filling
you? To make you feel full and have a vague replacement of my cock? ‘
The desperate
cry falling from your lips was a clear evidence of your pleasure and your obedience
as you still kept your fingers from doing what you craved the most.
‘You will have ten seconds, I count. Slide in
as many fingers as deep as you want, because this will be the last time your
pussy gets filled with anything until I get home.’ You didn’t even have
time to get shocked. ‘Do it, now!’ Bucky
gently commanded, and three of your fingers sink into you in an instant making
your back arch, your other hand, pinching your nipple hard. You were fucking
yourself fast and desperate with your own fingers until Bucky counted down to
ten. By the end you were almost on the edge. ‘Pull them out. Now! Fully and don’t touch yourself at all.’
The loss of
your own touch was painful, but it lasted for only a few seconds. ‘Go back to playing with your tits and rub your
clit in any way you want.’ Bucky’s breathing got uneven as the sounds of
his hand stroking himself got through your earbuds easily. You didn’t need much
time to reach the edge with the picture in your head of him playing with his
cock, his quiet growls as he tried to restrain his voice and your skilful
fingers on your pulsing, denied clit, got you undone in minutes.
‘Keep it on the edge, doll. Just keep it there,
slap your clit if you have to, to stop yourself from falling over. Is it hard?
You can’t take it?’
His voice become husky with desire and now it was very clear that he was
jerking off. Your cries and begs filing the air around you, but it was useless.
‘Stop! Stop now, and slap that pussy five
times. Now back to masturbating yourself, that’s it, get to the edge, good girl!’
For a few
seconds the only thing you could hear was his heavy breathing in your ears and
you own cries mixing with the obscene noises your finger made on your pussy.
‘Are you on the edge baby doll?’
‘Yes,
Bucky, please, please I need to come!’
‘Stop! Now, start it over, don’t rest, keep
yourself there, I know you can take it. Edging yourself for me so nicely, doll.
That’s it, keep going, circle that clit, feel how desperate it is under your
touch, how much it wants to come.’
You had to stop
even if he didn’t tell you, you needed a second to gather yourself before your
fingers fall back onto your soaked core. It was so sensitive, no matter how
lightly you touched and if it was your clit, entrance or your lips, you were on
the edge in a second. Bucky’s voice told you to keep holding on, to not dare to
come.
‘You don’t want to disappoint me, right doll?
You don’t want to come before I allow you to?’ You were shaking your head and you opened your
eyes to focus on the books on your night stand. ‘Alright, I’ll count down from five. At zero you can come. You can keep
going if you succeeded in all of your previous sessions, but if not, I want you
to ruin your orgasm.’
‘No.’ You cried,
the air left your lungs with a fast, just for you to inhale sharply immediately.
Your protest was in vain and you knew it, your body was on the edge and you
could have come just at his command.
‘Five. Four’ He started to count down and your back arched
as you tried to hold on during the last seconds, your chest heaving, cheeks
flushed and your fingers moving fast on your clit. ‘One, zero. Come, doll. Come for me now.’ With a firm press onto
your clit you fell over, crying out his name in pleasure, bit it didn’t even
last a second. ‘Lift your hand, now! No
touching!’ These words left you in pleasurable agony your back arching so
high you were afraid it might broke, your nails dug into the sheets next to you
as you couldn’t ride out your much needed orgasm. It rushed through you, making
you tremble but it was a far cry from the force it used to hit you when you could
keep going with pleasuring yourself. Your desperate cries fall from your lips
and your hips were jerking even when your high was long gone.
‘I’m sorry, doll.’ In your agony you completely forgot bout Bucky
in your ears. He sounded sincere, but it couldn’t help at the burning desire in
your stomach and under your skin. ‘Put
one finger back, stroking yourself slowly. Gently.’ With a huff you did
what he asked whining for the sudden contact on your sensitive pussy. ‘Feel how wet you got, doll. Part your lips
and coat your finger in your slick. That’s it. Now I need you to be a good girl
and keep circling your clit slowly a bit more, until you are aching and needy
again. I know it won’t take long.’ You felt your body coming to life again,
it reacting to your touch, even more sensitive after your ruined orgasm.
‘Doll, pinch that swollen little clit between
your fingers and pleasure yourself. Imagine that it’s me, sucking onto your abused
cunt, it is so worn out, so tender, I know, I know.’ He was shooting you and you could hear him
jerking off again. Well, more like still because he didn’t come yet. His voice
got even deeper, shaking a little as he talked to you. ‘Caress that pretty soaked entrance. Fuck… I wish I could see you right
now. You must be so pretty, oh, god. I’m almost there, doll. Rub your clit for
me, get onto the edge again.’
In that
moment you felt extremely jealous of Bucky, you knew he would come in any
second enjoying his orgasm to it’s full extent, and there was no way you could
not get turned on by that alone. God, his pretty noises, as he was panting and
moaning quietly, completely forgetting what he was doing until now. He was
cursing lightly, and you knew he was close, so were you. ‘Be a good girl for me, doll, and don’t you dare to come while
listening to this. Get to the edge, but… Oh fuck!’ You shuddered and bit
your lips hard trying to stop yourself right at the edge as you were listening
to your boyfriend getting off, moaning into your ears, his hands making the
most obscene noises as he was moving them around his thick, swollen cock.
You stopped
after he come, waiting for him to say anything else, but so far you could only
hear him lightly panting and trying to gather himself.
‘Sorry, kitten. Fuck, it’s just so hard to
say all these things to you, imagining you obeying to everything I say,
trusting me with your own pleasure. God, it gets me off faster than anything
else.’ He laughed lightly, which made you smile and curl up on your bed,
covering your tired body with the soft sheets. ‘Alright, it was your punishment, and I am so proud of you for being a
good girl and doing what I said. I don’t know when I’ll send you the next audio,
it’s quite hard to make them as you can see.’ You smiled at his words and
reached out to tuck his pillow under your head. ‘I’m gonna try and do some more, so you have time to practice before
I get home. Take care, doll. I love you so, so much!’
The
recording went silent but you didn’t move for long minutes after that. It was
hopefully only a week now, you thought as you got out of the bed and headed
back to your bathroom to clean up yourself before giving you five minutes to be
ready for going to the theatre with Wanda.
Imagine your first time with tattoo artist!Bucky. He would be so eager undressing you carefully, exploring every little tattoo on your delicate skin. Kissing them and tracing the curves and the edges of the black ink with his fingers. He would know every single one of them, the exact place and shape because you asked him to make them, to mark your skin with them before letting him to mark you with his lips as his own.
Imagine Steve and Sam walking on the hallway on a Saturday morning.
‘I’m telling you there is nothing between them!’ Steve says rolling his eyes as they got to your room.
‘I got it, I got it!’ Sam held his arms out. ‘But to be sure you can a… ’ He froze at the second they entered your room.
The two soldiers were standing eyes opened wide, mouth open to the sight in front of them.
You were laying on your bed, a blanket covering your figure as Bucky was holding you close to his chest. Your bare shoulders and his naked thighs were peaking out of the blanket leaving little doubt about your current nakedness.
The two men left the room hurried, closing the door silently before any of you could have woke up.
‘You were right, there is literally nothing between them.’ Sam elbowed Steve laughing and turning cap to an even deeper read shade. ‘But you lost the bet.’
A/N: I am on my period, and I needed to write this so much, because I need Bucky right now ans a jar on Nutella.
You were laying in the bed for hours, waiting your cramps to go away. Sometimes a quiet whimper left your lips, which always made Bucky walk to you, and gently stroke your hair or cuddle you to ease the pain away. When the meds finally kicked in, you felt a lot better. Your stomach was still hurting but it was nothing compared to your pain before. Now that it was gone your body slowly started to realize it’s long forgot feelings. Like the fact that you were horny and so, so needy.
‘Bucky, I need you!’ You particularly moaned when you couldn’t hold it back any longer and your boyfriend was laying next to you in the bed.
‘But, I am here, baby doll!’ He giggled and pulled you even closer, making your struggles even worse.
‘No, I mean, I need you, like naked…’
His brows got furrowed a little when the steel blue eyes turned to you. ‘Are you sure?’
‘No, of course I am not, Buck. I am on my period, how can we have sex? Why would you want that?’ You whined and with a dramatic movement you turned on your back. ‘I hate this.’
‘We can if you really want. I mean it doesn’t bother me, if that what holds you back.’ He reached up and gently turned your head to face him. ‘I am serious, doll.’ He smiled gently. ‘If that’s what you want, I am more than happy to make you feel good.’
‘But I am bleeding. It’s pretty ugly.’ You pouted, but lift your arm to wrap it around his neck.
‘Yeah, sure. Like some blood would scare me. Come on, doll, you need a better excuse for stopping me now.’ He purred and leaned down to cover your mouth with his. His kiss was sweet and gentle, and just a slightly bit possessive. You sighed into his mouth and run your hands through his long locks. He hoovered above you, being extremely cautious about not to put any weight on your stomach.
His kiss turned you on so much right now, like nothing else, you never wanted to stop feeling the soft, warm lips , as they were caressing yours and soothing the pleasurable ache of his bites. His hands made a quick job on your clothing and he got rid of his own clothes too.
‘Don’t you want me to…?’ He asked breathless when you started to grind to his clothed erection, but kept kissing him.
‘No, it’s okay.’ You bit and sucked his bottom lip, and he couldn’t resist to caress your breasts a little.
‘But they are so beautiful now, so full and heavy.’ He groaned and kept massaging your breast with his flash hand. You moaned loudly as he pinched your nipples. Oh, yeah, and they were so much more sensitive too.
You reached down and pushed down his boxers, making him fully naked above you. On their way back your fingers grabbed the dark towel next to the bed and dropped it next to the two of you.
‘I get the condoms.’ Bucky bit your lower lip and lift himself onto his palm to reach the drawer while you pulled the towel under yourself. You blindly pulled the little package out of his fingers at captured his lips again. It took only seconds until you rolled the condom down on his hard, thick length and he removed your panties.
‘Buck, I need to feel you!’ You pleaded arching your back to gain more contact with his hot, smooth skin.
‘Alright, baby doll. I’m here.’ He soothed you with a gentle kiss. ‘Tell me if I am hurting you, alright?’ After one more breathless kiss he pushed his hot tip to your entrance. This little movement alone made you shiver. He was extremely cautions while sliding inside of you, paying attention to every sound you made, to every movement of your muscles. For the smallest hiss he stopped. He knew you were a lot more sensitive right now, than regularly.
‘It’s okay, please you feel so good!’ For the encouraging words he let his hips sink fully into you, but he never bottomed out. Yes, he was right you were so much more sensitive, but in an arousing way, He felt so much more intense inside of you, he stretched you even more delicately, and fuck you wanted him to move.
It took some seconds until he got the right pace and the right dept, being careful with not sinking too deep and causing you any pain, but when he got it you were in heaven. Your hormones were driving you crazy and soon you were begging for him to thrust faster into you. His bites on your neck drove you mad, and you left long scratches on his broad back in return.
‘Bucky, you feel so good. Oh, Bucky!’ You mewled and opened up even more pulling your knees to his shoulders to give him more space. He let out a loud moan when you started to pulse around him, squishing him even more tightly.
‘You gonna come, baby doll?’ He panted into your ear his hot breath fanning across your neck, sharp teeth digging into the soft spot below your ear, making you growl.
‘Yes, Bucky, fuck, please, please more!’ You cried as your orgasm washed over you, more intense than ever, shaking every inch of you, filling your venins with pure pleasure. Your orgasm pushed Bucky through the edge too, and he come inside of you with a few hard, deep thrust.
Your boyfriend was laying next to you, pulling your blissful body to his gently, making your body relax finally.
‘It was amazing.’
‘Yes, it was. You were very quick, doll.’ Bucky agreed as he removed the condom and threw it in the trashcan. He turned back to you, placing a gentle kiss on your swollen lips. ‘How do you feel?’
‘I’m good, you didn’t hurt me don’t worry!’ Your reassuring words calmed him and he tightened his grip around your waist.
‘Good, because period sex is definitely on our list from now. I want to make these days as easy for you as I can.’ He whispered into your lips, smiling tenderly.
‘Thank you!’ A small kiss landed on his lips before you grinned at him. ‘So, then, could you pass me the Nutella jar, and a spoon, please?
Warnings: Sub/Dom relationship, oral, (male receiving), fingering (male receiving), rimming, Sub!Bucky, mentions of sex and fingering (female receiving), cuffed hands
Word count: 1.5k
Summary: Your bf decides to give you all the control above his body, and you reward him for being so good to you.
A/N: I was in the need of some Sub!Bucky, that’s it. It’s not the conventional Sub!Bucky x Dom!Reader type of a fic.
So, you knew your boyfriend for now, and you also knew
that he was bi, and he had a past with other man. There was nothing wrong with
that, more over. He was a lot more sexually open than your previous lovers.
Experimenting was something you both loved to do. Which was just happening at
the moment. He rarely gave you so much control, but this time you earned it.
This time Bucky voluntarily gave up all the control he had before and let you
have your way with him. He trusted you, you knew what he liked and how he liked
it. Of course, you had safe words, but you rarely used it.
Right now, Bucky was kneeling on the side of your
shared bed, hands cuffed together and to the headboard. He was blindfolded and
the only thing what he was wearing was the black cock ring at his base. He was
already worked up, shaking by unsatisfied desire, his thick cock leaking with
pre-cum, small whimpers falling from his lips, his delicate skin hot and
glistering by a thin layer of sweat.
‘Doll, I can’t take it anymore! Please, let me come!’
He begged with a shaky voice, trying to listen, and figure out where you could
be.
‘You know, baby boy, the thing is, that I think you
can.’ You chuckled and kneel next to him. ‘I only denied you three times,
and you did what to me the last time?’ You asked while your hands were tracing
the back of his thighs. ‘You were edging me for twenty minutes and denied
me seven times, so I think it’s going to okay.’ You grinned at his desperate
whine. ‘But to be honest, you look so good like this, Buck. God, you know,
there is a thin line of pre-cum from your tip to the floor, and I really want
to lick it, but I am afraid you will misbehave and come into my mouth.‘ You
lowered yourself, peppering small kisses onto his side and hipbones, making his
cock twitch. The tip was already a bit red from the intense teasing, however
the lack of blood flow gave it an entirely different colour.
‘I won’t come, I promise!’ Bucky whispered as he
fought the urge to buck his hips forward.
‘Are you sure?’ You asked with a low voice, your lip
gazing through the soft skin on his shaft.
‘Yes.’ Bucky whispered breathless and cried out in the
next second, when your playful tongue licked through the head of his dick
humming in approval.
‘You taste so good.’ Your lips got wrapped around his
tip and slowly let himself into your throat, before starting to suck him
tenderly, paying a lot of attention to his tip.
Bucky new this game, and he wanted to come so bad, and
it felt like he would fall over immediately, but the ring didn’t let him. He knew
he was left in the agonising pleasure, his sensitive member trapped between
your skilful, warm lips until he started to shake and cry out with pleasure.
That was the moment when you let him fall from your mouth with a loud pop, and
he needed a good minute to gain back his composure.
‘You are so good to me, Bucky! I think you deserve a
reward. Would you like to get a reward for being so good and not blowing your
load into your mouth?’ You asked while you kissed up on his body, on his
trembling side, and strong shoulders.
‘Yes, please, Ma’am!’ He moaned, hands clutching the
sheets as you kissed the back of his neck and kneel between his legs, opening
them a little. Your fingers were caressing the bottom of his ass, sometimes
getting dangerously close to his heavy, tight, sacks.
‘So, if I remember correctly you love oral, but not
only on your cock, but even on your butt, on your tight little hole. Am I
right?’
‘Yes!’ He snapped immediately with a hoping
tone. ‘Yes, Ma’am!’
‘How would you feel, if I’d give you that. Some
rimming, hn? You would love that, don’t you?’ Your voice was a bit muffled, as
you kissed his other shoulders, your fingers massaging the thin bridge between
his sack and hole.
He didn’t answer, he couldn’t. But the needy,
desperate moan falling from his plump lips was enough for you.
‘Bend over on the bed, and let me see this perfect
ass, sweetheart.’ You commanded quietly, and gave him space, for lift himself
onto his knees and lay his stomach and torso onto the silky sheets.
Now his round ass was at the same level than your face
if you sit on your heels, which you did, and after a few slow bites on his
muscular thighs you reached his butt, and parted his ass cheeks. Without a word
you kissed along them, up to the end of his spine, then back down to reach the
tight muscle rings.
First it was nothing more than a quick lick with the
tip of your tongue, which already made Bucky whimper and shiver in
anticipation. After, it was your whole tongue and mouth, working slow circles
on his muscle rings. Your hands held him tight, however you knew it was more of
his focus on not to rock his hips than your strength that kept him in his
place. You were working on him for slow minutes, bringing him right to the
edge, then back off a little, biting his tight ass, peppering his lower back
with kisses, than you went back. The sound he made every time you returned was
something you could never got enough, it was between a mewl and a cry of
pleasure. You knew he loved it, but you also knew it wasn’t just enough to make
him come. You could feel him open up more and relax so much, you could easily
slide just the tip of your tongue into his body, making him tremble and arch
his back.
‘Doll, please, something more, I need more!’ He begged,
and this was the moment when he lost it and started to rub his leaking cock to
the bed sheets.
‘Already?’ You asked in disbelief and lowered yourself
back to your heels. ‘Get on the bed then sweetheart, on your back.’ You
purred and removed the silk which was covering his eyes. He did what you asked
for and lift his hips when you picked up a pillow. You loved the look in his
eyes. It was getting used to the dim lights in the room, but his pupils were
blown by desire, his gaze begging you for touch him again. He breathed in soft
pants, his pink lips were parted, and you barely could resist the urge to kiss
him.
Instead you settled between his legs, moving them up
to his chest, making him exposed for you. You coated your fingers in lube
before pushing two into his hot body. He tensed and gripped onto your fingers
immediately with a satisfied moan. He was turned on enough to take both of your
fingers with ease. You started to pump, eyes traveling on his body. He was gorgeous,
and you never could get enough of him. He was groaning loudly chasing his
release.
‘The ring, doll, please. Let me come, please!’ He
begged between his breathy moans and you were merciful this time. You removed
the ring, which he thanked with a loud relived groan. You took his leaking,
throbbing cock into your hands and slowly started to pump your fist around it,
in perfect sync with the fingers moving inside of you. You felt his body
tensing and his muscles gripping you even more, when you brushed your fingers
around his prostate.
‘Come, Bucky! Come hard, baby boy!’ You encouraged
him, as you pushed down on his sensitive spot and tightened your grip around
him. He cried out and arched his back, pulling hard on the handcuffs, as he
finally fell over the edge, his pleasure washing over his body so intensely, he
couldn’t hear or sense anything else. His cock twitched in your hand and his
cum covered his heaving chest and tight abs, in thick spurts. Bucky was
shivering even after it finished, and just the last waves of his intense
pleasure was covering his body. He let his legs slid down from his chest and
moaned quietly as you removed your fingers.
He was even more beautiful like this. Arms above his
head, his long locks splayed on your pillow his body relaxed and calmed,
finally relieved from the previous torture. He was breathing calmly and didn’t
even notice when you got up to get a warm towel. His sleepy blue eyes only got
opened when you stared to clean his skin and he felt the warm wet cloth rubbing
against his chest.
‘Come here, doll!’ He gestured tiredly to you with his
still cuffed hands. ‘It was amazing!’ Bucky smiled, and you pressed a
gentle kiss on his lips.
‘I’m glad you liked it.’ You said and laid on your
back seductively biting your lips.
‘Give me five minutes princess, and I will show you
how thankful I am.’ He purred and kissed you deeply, his hands already parting
your soaked folds.
Warnings: a lot of teasing, sexting, actual sex, penetration, masturbation (male, female), dirty talk
Summary: After you wake up with Bucky you decide to finish what the two of you have started last night. However, it takes a lot more time than you thought.
A/N: This is the part 2 of the story called Wrong Number. I didn’t go easy neither on the reader nor on Bucky. Enjoy!
The morning
come very fast, at least that was what you thought when you felt your body
waking up. Something was unusual. Your body felt more relaxed and warm than anytime
before. Maybe you felt warmer because of your pretty hot dream about Bucky.
Your whole body still got covered in goose bumps as the strangely vivid
pictures flooded your mind. When was he was holding you against the wall, as
his lips kissed you hungrily, and as his hands were helping you to move,
grinding against his throbbing cock. However, the intense warmth could mean
that it was real, that the whole thing was real and he was laying next to you
in the bed. Until now you were half asleep and now come to your senses fully.
Bucky was indeed next to you, he was holding you close to his body, your naked back
pressed against his bare chest, while holding you with one arm around your
waist.
You opened
your eyes, to come to the realization that it is not even your room, and it was
the moment when everything come to your mind. The dirty talk until you got
home, meeting him in the kitchen and getting off just by grinding yourself to
his clothed erection. Fuck. A deep inhale followed your thoughts as you
realised how badly you need him to finish what the two of you had started
yesterday. You wanted to see him naked, to feel his weight on yourself, and feel
him buried deep inside you. A shaky breath followed these thoughts, which was a
bit too loud and make Bucky tighten his hold around you and nuzzle your neck
with a content smile. You couldn’t resist the urge anymore to turn in his arms
and look at him. Oh, boy. The prettiest sight you have ever seen in your life. Bucky
Barnes, the terrifying assassin, was sleeping peacefully behind you, lips a bit
parted, his long hair covering part of his forehead and he was so god damn
beautiful. It was hard to beat the urge to lean to him and woke him up with a
kiss, at the end you settled with only sliding his hair out of the way.
The small,
fragile fingers on his skin woke him up. He instantly become aware of the fact
he is holding someone in his arms, and that this person is a woman due to the
size of her body and hands. He inhaled deeply while run his palms up and down
on your bare skin.
‘Hey,
doll.’ He smiled with closed eyes making your lips turn upwards too. When he
opened his eyes, you knew you were done for good. They were sleepy, but happy
and they were the clearest steel blue ones you have ever seen.
‘Morning,
Buck.’ You greeted him too with a warm smile. ‘How was your sleep?’
‘It was
nice and deep.’ He confessed, giving you a sincerely thankful look. The warm
palms slid onto your face to cup your cheeks as he leaned closer. ‘Is this
still okay, doll?’ His voice was rusty and unsure, his eyes searching for
yours.
‘Yes.’ You
nodded a little closing the gap between your lips. He hummed happily to the
soft touch on his lips, immediately parting them, kissing you gently, tasting
every inch on your lips before licking through your bottom lip and sliding his
tongue into your mouth. A weak whimper escaped your lips and you scooted closer
being pressed flush against his bare skin, hands roaming on his back and side,
holding him close. The kiss quickly got deep and passionate, leaving both of
you breathless, but it didn’t stop you from keep going. His hand travelled down
to your shoulder, turning you onto your back and at the same time he lifted
himself and laid on top of you. With a happy moan you greeted the freedom what
your hands gain. They sank into his dark locks pulling him even closer. He bit
your lips multiple times and sucked on them, enjoying their softness against
his. His mouth was red and glistering when you stopped, making you grin
contently.
‘Are we
getting to the hot topic already?’ You asked laughing a bit at his eagerness
compared to the last night when he was terribly and painfully patient.
‘Not
necessarily. It just feels good kissing you.’ He closed his eyes as his cheeks
turned into a slightly pink shade. ‘But first, maybe we should talk.’ He said
frowning.
‘That
always ruins the fun.’ You pouted and stared down to his chest instinctually.
‘Well, not
that much, but I want to know, if you are always such a good little sub, like
you were yesterday.’ His voice dropped a little bit, looking you in the eyes
seriously.
‘I don’t
know. I have never done that before.’ You shook your head. ‘But it felt good
and I trusted you.’ You blushed and turned your head to hide your face from his
intense gaze. Why the hell he wanted to talk on the first place? He was in his
underwear, between your legs, and he was pretty cautious about not to press his
lap to you, you were positive about that he was already or still rock hard from
the sleeping.
‘I’m glad.
Thank you.’ He smiled and pressed a kiss on your cheeks. ‘But did you enjoy
it?’ You nod and murmured a quiet yes. ‘Good, because you were such a good sub
to me baby doll I want to reward you.’ He purred into your ear before biting it
slightly. You couldn’t help the excited and surprised moan you made. Fuck, was
he such a dom to everyone and every time, or it was only for you?
‘Thank
you.’ You smiled and kissed the inside of his wrist next to your head.
‘I am not
gonna give you what you want immediately, you have to earn it. You have to earn
the feeling of my cock sliding inside of you, making you feel full and
stretched out around it.’ He spoke slowly again, just like yesterday night, making
you shiver. ‘But I will reward you with a lot of teasing as you enjoyed it so
much yesterday. However, it will be a bit more intense a bit longer and I
promise, that I will let you come more than once if you ask for it nicely.’
‘Bucky.’
You sighed your fingers sliding up on his side, feeling the defined muscles under
them.
Before he
could have said anything to your weak cry his phone started to buzz on his
night stand.
‘What the
hell?’ He looked annoyed to the direction of the buzzing, shaking his head, and
deciding to ignore it. ‘Sorry, I don’t know who is it, but I don’t really care
right now.’ She smiled at you, kissing you gently. The buzzing stopped and both
of you let out a relieved sight.
‘Sergeant
Barnes. You have and incoming message from Captain Rogers.’ He growled to the
voice of FRIDAY and rolled on his back, still holding you close. ‘Do you want
me to read it?’
‘Ah, yes.
Jesus, what does he want on Sunday morning?’
‘He wants
you to ‘pick up your damn phone, Barnes!’ This was his message. Have a nice
day, Sergeant.’ FRIDAY’s voice was echoing in your ears as Bucky reached out
and picked up his already ringing phone. He closed his eyes and counted until
three, before picking up.
‘Yes,
Steve?’ He still sounded bit annoyed, but it could have been his morning bad
mood too. ‘A briefing? Now?’ He answered to something what Steve said. ‘No, I
really can’t, I mean, it’s Sunday, Stevie.’ A quick pause was coming from his
side while Steve was talking. ‘Okay, okay.’ He rubbed his nose in annoyance. ‘I
know it’s important. I’ll be there in five.’ He hung up the phone tossing it to
the ground next to him, looking a bit upset.
‘Do you
have to go?’ You asked, but it was more of an encouragement to go and talk to
Steve than an actual question.
‘I’m so,
sorry, baby doll.’ He turned to you and pressed a light, tender kiss to your
lips. ‘I forgot about this meeting today, about the last mission where
something was off, so we need to discuss what we saw.’ He explained as he got
out of the bed, picking up one of the shirt’s which you threw away yesterday,
and walked to his wardrobe for some jeans.
‘It’s
alright. I need to train with Nat and Wanda wanted to do something too, so it’s
okay.’ You gave him a kind smile as you got out of his bed and glanced towards
your dress hesitantly. ‘I don’t know which one is worse. Wearing your clothes
and going to my room or wearing my dress from yesterday…’
‘You could
go naked too.’ Bucky grinned and winked at you, earning an unimpressed look
from you.
‘I could
but I won’t.’ You sighed tiredly and wiggled yourself back to the dress. Bucky
was standing next to you, waiting for you to get ready.
‘See you
later, doll.’ He pulled you closer by your waist, kissing you deeply, got
carried away by his desires. ‘Hopefully as soon as possible.’ He breathed onto
your lips, his eyes already dark by lust, undressing you with them again.
‘Yes.
Hurry, please!’ You asked tugging on his hair a bit, placing a little peck on
his lips.
‘I
promise.’ He laughed a bit before opening his door and letting you out. He
headed to the conference rooms and you did to your room.
You got out
of the dress immediately when you got your door closed, it still smelled like
alcohol and a bit of sweat and it was just dirty. You knew you had a shower
with Bucky yesterday, resulting your skin smelling entirely like him, which you
loved, but you knew Wanda or Nat would have noticed it.
You were
about to get into the hot water, when you realised you were still wearing your
com. You put it next to the sink with an evil grin. You were hoping that Bucky
was still wearing his too.
The shower
was fast, and you still had almost half an hour until meeting with Nat. You got
comfortable on your bed and turned on the little device in your ear, checking
Bucky’s on your laptop. It was in his ear. Great. After setting the right
channel, you started to speak.
‘I hope the
meeting is going on well.’ You chuckled, connecting your laptop with the
cameras in the room. ‘Now you get a taste from your own game, Sergeant.’ He
shifted in his seat a little, and you knew he could hear you. ‘I know you can’t
answer, but you can listen.’ You chuckled laying to your pillows, your hands
resting behind your head.
Bucky new
he was so screwed. The meeting seemed to be too long already, and Steve was
quite strict about leaving the room, or having a break, so most probably he had
to listen to you until you are finished. Good, he already come into his pants
once, he didn’t want to do so again. He wanted to come inside of you.
‘You know, I am pretty bored and alone,
because I have to meet with Nat only later on. So how about this time me
telling you what do I want to do to you?’
You could see him looking around concerned trying to find a way out but
knowing Steve and his meetings, he was trapped. ‘So, for starters, I want to strip you naked. I want to see you naked, because
you were so cruel yesterday and you were wearing those pants all the way. I
know you wore nothing in the shower, but you weren’t particularly, you know,
hard. I want to see you, Bucky, rock hard, leaking with precum desperate for
feeling my tight pussy around you.’
Your hands
slowly undid your bra and started to circle around your breasts, keeping your
eyes on his tensed figure on the monitor.
‘I want to hear you too. Want to hear your
moans when I wrap my mouth around your throbbing shaft, taking it all the way
in. God, you must taste amazing.’ You could see Bucky trying to palm
himself through his thick jeans and being unnoticed by the others. You started
to get why he enjoyed it so much yesterday. ‘Imagine my tongue licking slowly your tip, which must be so sensitive
by now. Imagine, how good it would feel touching it now, just lightly brushing
your thumb through it? Do you want me to touch you? Do you want to touch
yourself, while everyone is around you in the office?’ You voice sent shivers down to his belly,
trying his best not to moan in frustration.
‘Come on, Buck, I just got started.’ You laughed and licked you lips as
your hands travelled down, between your legs, touching the delicate skin on
your inner thighs. ‘I want to suck you so
bad, wrapping my hot, wet mouth around your cock, moving my head up and down, letting
it down into my throat until I gag a little on it. Would you like that?’ You
asked and almost laughed at his suffering expression on the monitor. You felt a
bit bad for, him. Yesterday at least you could moan and close your eyes and enjoy his voice, but now he should be
focusing, listening to Steve and Tony.
‘I’d suck you hard enjoying your weight on my tongue while I’d caress your
tight, heavy sacks with my hands, before pulling it into my mouth one by one.’ He
basically jumped in his seat, thank god, the others were watching a footage on
the screen and didn’t notice.
‘Oh, Bucky, I am so wet.’ You moaned into his ears through the com, when you
finger slid through your clothed core. ‘I
completely soaked through my panties. I wish you were here to remove them.’ A
little pout appeared on your lips, and you knew he could hear it when you made
a little noise with sliding the delicate fabric down on your legs. ‘God, I’m so silky and opened up for you, I
can slide two fingers in without any trouble.’ The loud groan you made were
too much with the sound of your fingers penetrating you for him, to keep quiet.
He moaned audibly and loudly, making everyone in the room pay attention to him.
‘This is terrible, what kind of a freak, planed this?’ He asked trying
to seem upset, but his pink cheeks and dilated pupils left some questions in
Steve. Everyone else just agreed calmly. Oh, if he ever lays his hands on you,
you gonna suffer and beg and he won’t let you come for hours for this.
‘Is it hard to keep your voice down, Sergeant?’ You asked innocently as you kept fingering
yourself, nice and slow. ‘Too bad,
because I love to hear your moans. My fingers are feeling so good inside of me,
Bucky, you should feel how wet I am, it’s dripping down on my butt.’ You
kept your movements going, one finger starting to circle your clit, and you
felt your orgasm building. ‘It feels so
good, fuck.’ You cried. ’I wish last
night you would have took me. Bending me over on the couch or the cupboard and
slid your pulsing, hard cock inside of me. I want to feel you so bad, I can imagine
how would your dick would feel in me, fucking me nice and deep.’ Your voice
come out as a purr, and he had to shift in his seat with a dragged breath. He
was afraid his teeth will crack because was clenching his jaw so hard. He could
hear that you were close and your fingers working on your sensitive delicacy,
and it made his painfully hard erection twitch in his pants. It was already
leaking with precum, soaking through his boxers, and in this moment he was glad
he was wearing jeans and not only sweatpants.
‘I’m close, Bucky, I’m so close,
do you want me to come? Do you want me to let myself come?’ He looked into
the camera which was at the opposite wall and nodded a little. You didn’t say
anything else just let yourself fall through the edge and let your cries and
his name leave your lips as sinfully as he had never heard before.
Bucky was particularly panting as he tried to keep his composure as much
as he could. His face was burning just as his whole body, and he was painfully
hard, aching in his pants, desperate for some relief, to finally empty himself inside
of you deep with force. Oh, yeah. He won’t be gentle with you, he is going to make
you scream and teach you to never ever mess with him like this ever again. Even
if it was risky and this made him love this game way more than his dignity let
him. He could hear your weak pants and sighs as you come down from your high,
and he imagined you splayed over on your bed, naked, your hand resting on your
glistering folds. You must have been beautiful.
He couldn’t hear anything for some seconds, maybe you turned off your
com?
‘Hey, I hope you enjoyed the
meeting. Now I have to meet with Nat, let’s talk later.’
He finally leaned back in his seat, however he had no clue what have
happened in the last minutes, but it was still Steve talking so, probably not
much.
You headed towards to the gym, where Natasha was waiting for you.
‘Hey, there! How are you feeling today?’ She asked with a smile and put
a mattress on the ground.
‘I’m good. A bit tired from yesterday.’ You admitted, however not the
party was what made you tired.
‘Me too, so how about some stretching and balance yoga today? I know
your hips could use some.’ She winked and throw and matt to you too.
‘My hips are in perfect state, thank you, for your question.’ You laid
on the ground next to her laughing. ‘But my legs could definitely use some
stretching.’ It wasn’t the thought of Bucky between your thighs pounding into
you, with your legs on his shoulders, which made you think about it, but you
really sit a lot lately, which didn’t help.
The calmness, the slow music and just the steady breathing the two of
you, soothed your nerves so much, and you were grateful for it. You both
listened to the instructions coming from the speakers and did the exercise quietly
and in a really nice synchro. You completely forgot what happened with Bucky it
was your breathing only and your sometimes aching muscles which filled your
mind. The routine was more than an hour long, and by the time you had almost
finished, you were nicely sore all over.
‘Nice view, doll! Before you start searching, and watching
behind the glass, you won’t be able to see me. But I am gonna have a pretty
nice view of your ass, and the curve of your pussy. You gave me a really hard time
during the meeting so, now I repay for you.’ You looked around carefully,
but the damn glass was dark as always. Why did Tony put it there anyway? No one
have ever used that room which was made for examining the others during training
without disturbing them. ‘That’s it,
doll. Open up, nice and wide.’ He instructed when you had to lay on your
back and open your legs in the air, balancing a yoga brick with your feet. ‘I imagine how it would be burry my face
between those thighs. Because I want to lick into your glistering pussy,
parting your folds with my tongue and fucking with you with it as deep as I
can. After that, I want to play with your clit, stroking and licking it, sucking
between my teeth, making you cry out with pleasure, and come all over on my
mouth.’ The movement you made required a lot of balance and focus, which
you almost lost hearing his words.
‘You should send away Nat, so I
could come in. I’d strip you naked bend you over one of the benches and fuck
you hard. Stroking your little clit, making you so over sensitive, so over
stimulated, so when I’d hit you g-spot, you would come instantly. Clenching
around me, milking my cock, every single drop of my cum would be coating your
walls.’ The noise he made was irresistible. You wanted to do what he said,
but it wasn’t possible. Natasha would figure it out in on time what was going
on.
‘Come on, doll. I know you want to
feel my hot, leaking tip pressed to your core, sliding through your clit over
and over, before sinking into you.’ Bucky purred into your ear, and thank
god this was the moment, when the audio stopped, and Nat looked at you.
‘Are you alright?’ She asked looking at your face, which seemed unusually
in pain and suffering.
‘No, I need to rest some more. Sorry.’ You mumbled as you got up and
headed to the door. ‘I’m sorry. I’m still not okay after the yesterday night.’
You excused yourself and rushed out of the gym. Bucky went after you, catching
you when you were around the meeting rooms.
‘Where are you running, doll?’ He asked, gently grabbing your arm, and
pulling you to his chest.
‘Somewhere private?’ You swallowed and turned to look into the steel
blue eyes.
‘Oh, come on!’ He grinned pulling you into the next room, closing the
door. ‘Do you want to do this in a bed? Having sweet, gentle vanilla sex with
me?’ He asked in disbelief, walking towards you. You didn’t answer just let him
guide you to the huge desk in the room and lift you a little to sit on it. ‘Put
your hands on the desk, baby girl, and don’t you dare to move them.’ He commanded,
and his low voice, sent a new flood of arousal into your pussy. ‘First the punishment
for making me so uncomfortable in the meeting.’ He bit your neck, his tongue
stroking the sensitive skin, while his hands went to his fly and freed his
cock.
‘Bucky.’ The sound you made with his name drove him mad, drops of precum
beading on his tip.
‘No, princess. Now it won’t work.’ His voice was serious yet warm and made
you melt like nothing else. He slowly undressed you, kissing your neck and
shoulders, his hands pinching your nipples and his teeth sinking into your thighs.
‘You will watch me, getting off, while just sitting there, all exposed for me.’
The blue eyes now seemingly were black, as he was talking. The black shirt,
covering his chest got thrown away, just as his other clothes. ‘You said you want
to see me naked. Now watch me!’ He laughed darkly, before sitting in a chair in
front of you
In that moment he
stopped talking and wrapped his fingers around his base, stroking his rock hard
cock slowly. He let out a quiet sigh keeping his eyes on you. You were so desperate,
you have imagined him jerking off so many times, but your imagination couldn’t
come up to what you just witnessed. His thumb gently massaged his tip and
coated it with his leaking precum. It was a sight you will never forget,
watching him stroking himself so precisely, sliding his hand up and down from
the base to the tip of his thick cock.
You let out a tiny
whimper when you felt you will just lose your composure and lunge yourself on
him, sliding him into his soaked core.
‘Can I touch you?
Please?’ You cried, hands shaking on the hard surface of the desk.
‘No.’
His hands pumped him faster, coating himself with the silky precum,
making his tip glistering and even more red. He was vocal, grunting and moaning
after every stroke, his eyes sometimes closing as he gave himself to his pleasure.
It was the cruellest torture you have ever witnessed. Bucky was sitting mere
inches from you, naked and pleasuring himself, yet you weren’t allowed to move.
‘Open your legs, a little, let me see, how wet you are for me.’ He looked you
in the eye, and you obliged. Pulling your heels to the edge of the desk, fully
exposing yourself for him. You already made a little pool made of your silk on
the desk.
‘Bucky, please!’ You begged, seemingly without any result, as he kept
his steady peace, stroking himself, his heavy length warpped in his metal hand
now. You were panting and shaking, jaw so tense it hurt, just as the throb
between your legs.
‘You can circle around your breasts. Nice and slow motions, doll!’ He
warned you after your too eager movements. It was a small relief but at least
it was something. ‘Now you can grope your tits, just the way you want tweaking
those beautiful nipples hard.’ He let out a breathy moan for the sight of you
playing with yourself. You pinched your nipple and let a needy cry fall from
your lips, looking him in the eye begging. ‘Fuck.’ He moaned and released his
cock immediately panting, closing his eyes shut to stop himself from falling
over the edge. ‘You are so gorgeous like this, doll.’ He let out a breathy moan
and stood up, to walk to you. He sighed and while stroking himself with his
metal arm, he guided his free hand down on your body between your legs, onto
your inner thighs. ‘Oh, God, look at yourself, so eager and dripping wet for
me!’ He purred and brought his fingers to his mouth cleaning them from your
silk, making a content hum after. You whined to the sight, your hands were shaking
on your body as you tried to prevent yourself from touching him. Oh, god, he
was driving you crazy. You could feel the heat radiating from his skin, acting
as a magnet pulling you towards him, which was too hard to resist.
His mouth was on yours in a second, his desires were clear and only fuelled
yours. He bit your lips, stroking your tongue with his when the kiss got sloppy
and fierce. Bucky was standing between your legs, aligned his velvety tip to
your entrance. You moaned between his lips.
‘You let me do this without a condom, doll?’ He asked because he needed
your permission, even when he was so desperate for finally feeling you. ‘I have
a condom, but…’
‘Do it!’ You blurred out and pulled him closer his chest being flush
against your breasts. You drove his flash hand to the little chip in your arm, it
was a birth control system. ‘I need to feel you!’ You begged, and it was all
what he needed.
Both of his hands went to your hips, keeping you steady as he slid into
you with one even motion. He bit your lip and you cried out. He was thick, stretching
you like no one before, but he didn’t give you time to get used to him. you were
wet enough. He started to move, and you were thankful for it. Your hands were holding
him like your life would have depended on it, as he had you with deep, rough
thrusts. To muffle his sounds he was biting down on your neck, on your
shoulders and collarbones, leaving red or purple marks in his trail.
‘You feel so good!’ You praised, your nails leaving long red marks on
his skin. ‘Harder, please!’ You cried. Bucky was nudging places in you which no
one have ever before, filling you totally, leaving a pleasurable burn around
your entrance.
He went harder, but the desk was too unstable, to hold against his strength.
‘Turn around, baby doll!’ He moaned into your ear, and slide out, helping
you to get on your shaky legs and bend over on the desk. A loud oh, erupted
from his lungs when he could feel your warmth around himself again. He was thrusting
hard, in this angle hitting your sweet, swollen spot repeatedly. You closed
your eyes when he bit your shoulder hard, trying to contain himself from spilling
inside of you, before you could have come.
He pulled you to the ground, as the desk really didn’t seem to be strong
enough to hold on any longer. He laid you on your back, legs on his shoulders
as he kneeled on the soft carpet.
‘Please, more, Bucky, please!’ It wasn’t really clear what are you
begging for but he seemed to understand and fastened his peace. You were
undone, a shaking screaming mess under him. In this angle his swollen tip
massaged your g-spot in a way it sent you to the edge immediately. You were on the
edge, back arching from the carpet, and when he bit your ankles and pinched your
clit at the same time you couldn’t help it. You come so hard, like never
before, pulsing around him, squishing his throbbing cock, making him come too.
He held you tight as his thrust got more sloppy and frantic when he reached his
climax, filling you with his warm cum. It was too much. The sensations and his
breathy moans as he come set of your second orgasm, making you violently shake
and cry out his name. It felt like a hot gush was soaking your groins even more,
making his movements and skin slippery. The second orgasm almost left you
unconscious. His long, lazy thrusts kept you awake before he put your legs
down, and laid on top of you. The two of you were resting like this for some
minutes, only your panting could be heard in the little room, which now seemed
a lot colder than some minutes before. Bucky’s body was still warm next to
yours, his eyes closed as he tried to collect himself.
‘Are you alright?’ He asked, and his voice was equally concerned and
rusty. ‘I mean, I wasn’t too rough, right?’
‘No.’ You shook your head. ‘I mean you were, but it was just fine.’ Warm
lips captured his when you leant in to kiss his worries away. ‘You made me squirt, Sergeant, which have never
happened to me before.’ Your voice was amused and still shaking from the
experience.
‘Was it?’ His eyes opened wide looking down where your bodies were still
joined. ‘Oh, god! I need to do that again!’ He whispered in shock before his
eyes traveling to the desk next to you. ‘I think we kind of ruined the table, but
Tony wants to redesign this area anyway.’ He made you laugh and pulled you to
his chest.
‘Well, you ruined me too, but I want you to do it again.’ You laughed
again, because you loved the little groan he made as you clenched around his half
hard cock which was still inside of you.
‘Alright, but how about first spending this evening with me, maybe having
a little dinner on the roof and some sweet, gentle sex.’ He asked looking you
in the eye seriously, his blue eyes filled with hope.
‘I’d love to.’ You kissed him lovingly. ‘But I hardly doubt we can have
gentle sex. More precisely I doubt I won’t beg for you to be rough and do it
hard, as soon as you will be inside of me again.’ Bucky grinned at your words.
You were so extra, but this was what he loved about you.
Getting dressed was a lot slower procedure than getting rid of the
clothes, but you didn’t mind. His sweet, adoring kisses before he made you wear
an other piece of clothing worth it. He wasn’t wearing underwear because he
rather used it to get you cleaned up. He tucked it into his fist before leaving
the room and walking back to yours this time. You fall on your bed and he used
the opportunity to crawl above you.
‘I thought, you have to go with Wanda somewhere.’ He whispered, playing
with your hair a little.
‘Me too, be I think she couldn’t take this much sexual frustration and
left with someone else.’ You sighed sleepily. ‘Talking about which, did you
really tortured me with watching you playing with yourself?’ You asked in disbelief
which made Bucky burst out laughing.
‘You started it, doll. You literally got off, moaning into my ears,
while I was in a damn meeting with Steve and Tony and Rhodey and all the other
very serious man. What do you think, how happy they would have been if I just
come into my pants because of you, or just stand up, saying, I really need to
fuck you right now, and leave. None of those were and option, and I had to keep
quiet, like totally, because you felt sexually adventurous.’ He whined with a
little pout, calling out all the charges against you.
‘At least, you couldn’t see me.’
‘Yes, and thank jesus, because god knows, I wouldn’t have the strength
to resist you. Doll, do you have any idea how long I wanted this? How long I
was longing for you, just watching you every day, and seeing you going out
every week, knowing that you will dance with other men, and maybe go home with
one of them. It killed me every time, and I felt happy every night when you
come home with the girls, I know it is selfish, but I did. So, yeah. It was
already really hard not to take advantage of the situation yesterday, when you
basically offered yourself to me so shamelessly.’ He blurred out with almost
one breath and for the first time of this day you were speechless, glancing up
to him, surprised and in love.
‘I never wanted to go home with anyone and it was hard every time not to
land in your room instead of mine.’ You confessed, and your heart was beating
so fast you knew he could feel it against his chest. ‘I wished you every night
to be there, to dance with me, to come home with me and do the filthiest things
to me.’
‘I think, we can put a check next to that on the list.’ He whispered
into your lips. ‘Dancing is not my thing, I’d rather give you the com again and
wait for you to come home, aroused and wet, letting me to do all the filthy
things I promised before.’
‘Agreed, it is kind of our thing now anyway.’ You laughed, before he
pulled you up from the bed.
‘Indeed. But now, let’s remove the coms and get something for dinner
because I’ll need the energies for the second round.’ Bucky grabbed your hand to
head to the kitchen and prepare something for your maybe a bit late, but very
first date.
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.
Warnings: pure smut between our boys, kind of a first time after Steve got the serum, fluff too, sweet nasty Stucky
Summary: After Steve saves Bucky from the secret HYDRA base they return back to London, where Bucky finally has the chance to ask all the questions he wanted since they met again. However he gets distracted along the way.
A/N: I’m very needy, so Bucky is very needy too. Sorry, not sorry.
When Bucky
first saw Steve at the HYDRA base he couldn’t believe his eyes. He thought it
was a new wave of his tortures and it was just his mind playing games, but no.
Steve was really there, dragging him down from the table. Oh, god he was as tall as him, if not taller. The building was
about to collapse and they had to run. Steve could run too without getting an asthma attack, he could fight and jump and do all the things he
was absolutely unable to pull before.
Bucky was
honestly shocked, however it really hit him only when things got settled, when
they were back to London. They were in a pub and he couldn’t take his eyes off
of Steve. He was tall and muscular, wide back, strong arms, thick tights,
cheeks a bit more rounded, more full compared to his skinny self. He was still handsome;
his features haven’t changed that much. Maybe his hair got a bit thicker, but
the blue of his eyes remained the same, calming a bit Bucky’s nerves.
‘So, how do
you feel?’ He asked the dumbest yet most obvious question which come to his
mind. He was full with questions and had no idea where to start.
‘I’m good,
I guess.’ Steve’s reply was unsure and a bit hesitant. ‘I start to get used to
it. It is not that odd now when I can see my own reflection, or when I can
really punch someone without hurting myself too.’ He laughed softly, turning
his eyes to Bucky. ‘Don’t worry, I’m fine.’
‘I know.’
He replied fast. ‘I know, but it is so unbelievable how much you’ve changed. I
need time to process it, I guess.’ Bucky shrugged his shoulders and pulled his
lips to a not so sincere half smile.
‘It’s still
me, Buck.’ Steve said softly after looking around, and took Bucky’s hand in his
for a second under the table.
There was
some seconds of pause before Bucky could say the few words which was in his
mind since days now. ‘Can I see you?’
He asked puzzled and whispering being afraid of someone could hear them. The
steel blue eyes looked into the pure blue ones and Steve’s heart broke a little
at the concerned, hesitant look of Bucky. How could he say no? He nodded and
stood up, heading to their rooms.
They stood
face to face to each other Bucky’s eyes now freely running on his body, taking
in every new thing, every little change. ‘Do you want me to get undressed?’ He
asked a bit nervous, but Bucky nodded no, so he stayed as he was. He was afraid
too. He never thought about all this change in the light of his relationship with Bucky. Moreover, he
thought they will never see each other again or maybe years later, after the
war and it wouldn’t matter because they will be married and whatever was
between them, it wouldn’t count. But now here they were, both of them alive,
non-married, full of questions. When he heard Bucky was in danger and maybe
dead, he wasn’t thinking, he went there, rescued him, fought for him, because
it was just natural for him to do, but never got the time to think about this.
How it was going to be being with him again. In secret of course still, but how
they are going to act it out? They were both soldiers now, in the army, having
a chance to die every day, and God knows, he never wanted to miss a day to be
with Bucky even in secret. He liked Peggy, he liked her very, very much and if
he has never met Bucky again, he would have been with her happily, but now… He
loved Bucky, and he was there, standing so close to him, clearly waiting for
something. Maybe the same thing as he did.
‘Did it
hurt?’ Bucky asked again, reaching out and running his fingertips on the wide
shoulders.
‘A bit. But
only for seconds.’ Steve answered, slowly sliding his palms on Bucky’s hips as
he stepped closer and closer to be able to touch him. It was a quiet process.
Fingers and hands roaming on each other’s bodies, exploring the changes and
registering the old things. For Steve it was mind blowing to feel the warm skin
under his hands, the rough fabric of Bucky’s shirt, the occasional twitch of a
muscle. His senses were so much more sensitive,
so much more responsive to all kind of touches, mostly the ones on his own skin.
Oh, god, how would it feel to sleep with Bucky like this, even before, it left
him out of breath in a blissful state every time, but now… He let out a shaky
moan just by the thought of it.
‘What is it,
Stevie?’ The brunette’s voice was husky, and it came from so close. They were
standing in each other’s arms, chests pressed together, hands roaming in the
messy hair and their lips from mere inches away.
Bucky never
got an answer to his question as his lips eagerly captured the plump, warm
ones, pulling them in a slow, light kiss. ‘Is this still okay?’ He asked,
pulling back for a second. Steve nodded and let Bucky lean in for a needy,
passionate kiss. Fuck, it was so long ago! The pink lips still tasted the same,
kissed him with the same fiery need, sharp teeth pulling onto his bottom lip
and a playful tongue sliding into his mouth. The kiss alone made Steve’s head
spin, as it was a lot more intense than ever before. He was already semi hard,
and Bucky haven’t even touched him. He whimpered into the kiss when the warm
fingers slid under his shirt, making Bucky hum in content as he spread his
hands on the newly found muscles. The strong palms were traveling alongside his
spine up to his neck and then down to his waist, circling his hips before
running to his abs.
‘Fuck,
Steve!’ Bucky mumbled into the kiss, and started to unbutton Steve’s shirt to
reach all his chest.
It felt
like little electric sparkles under his fingers when he touched the soft skin
and the firm muscles under it. Did it feel like this before too? Did Steve’s
skin feel so hot and flawless before too? Did his lips make him crazy this much
too? Because right now he was quite positive about being able to come into his
pants just by kissing Steve.
They broke
apart for that small second until Bucky’s shirt got removed and Steve slid his
own down from his shoulders. His hands were roaming over Bucky’s wide chest
feeling so much relief as he touched the familiar body, the familiar curves and
edges of his perfect figure. He wanted Bucky so bad, he needed him so bad. He
was so worried during all the time, and now feeling the familiar lips on his
own. Oh, god, he was hoping for Bucky never stop kissing him.
They
manoeuvred until the bed and just at the moment when Steve felt his claves
hitting the solid objects a firm push on his chest made him lay all over it.
Bucky was definitely aroused, more
than ever before. His eyes were dark from lust, his hands were practically shaking,
and his teeth felt a lot sharper than before, his bites were definitely
stronger, more eager. He cried out and shuddered when the blond man thrusted up
with his hips grinding their covered erections together.
‘Being a
bit impatient?’ The question come out more as a whimper from Steve’s lips than
he originally planned, when the hot lips found his neck and covered it with
needy kisses.
‘Yes, so
take off our pants. Now!’ He commanded before grinding to Steve.
‘I thought
I am the Captain, I should give orders, don’t you think Sergeant?’ He teased
Bucky, however his hands immediately obeyed and pushed their pants to their
knees.
‘Not
tonight.’ Bucky growled, and he couldn’t stop himself from constantly grinding
to Steve’s groin, pulling out the sweetest moans from his lover. Two muscular hands got pinned above the
blond locks as Bucky kissed the wide torso and circled the sensitive nipples
with his tongue.
‘Buck, do
this with your hips for one more minute and I’ll come! I can’t take it now.’
Steve warned him panting, however he was sincerely enjoying the growing
pleasure in his body, he wanted more than this. He was super sensitive from the
serum. For the warning the brunette slowly dragged his hips away and now turned
all of his attention to the work of his hands and lips. The change in Steve’s
body made him crazy, the skinny boy whom he left in New York, now, was filled
with muscles and he couldn’t get enough. It felt insane to touch the thick
tights, the round shoulders and the flat, toned abs. When Steve’s whole body
twitched he pulled his hand from his clothed crotch, and sit back to his heels,
looking amazed by the beautiful sight in front of him.
Steve used
this little pause to turn the situation and pushed Bucky down to the pillows,
opening his tights and peppering the soft skin with feather light kisses. A
sharp sigh fell from the swollen lips as Steve pulled out Bucky’s cock from his
briefs and held it at his base. Now it was him turn to take in the prettiest
sight he ever saw. Bucky, laying in front of him, cheeks flushed, his
everything was trembling as he was already a mess, and his throbbing cock in
his hands. Steve couldn’t stop himself from giving a long lick to the thick
manhood and take it into his mouth. Bucky always was long and quite thick at
the same time, his swollen, red tip already leaking from precum. Steve’s tongue
cleared the clean liquid softly humming to the taste. He pushed back the
foreskin before letting Bucky’s whole length disappearing in his mouth, gently
running his tongue up and down on it.
‘I won’t
last!’ He warned with eyes wide, shaking his head. ‘I’m honest, Stevie! I’m
gonna come in a second!’ He moaned, hands gripping the thick, blond locks as he
tried to keep himself from blowing his load into Steve’s mouth. However, the
blond one’s intentions were totally different, he sucked on the already pulsing
cock, quickly moving his head up and down, cupping his heavy sack with his
hands, giving it a gently thug and flicking his tongue over the sensitive head.
That was it. In a second Bucky become a quivering, whimpering mess and spill
his cum in hot, thick spurts in Steve’s mouth. He was vocal and very loud, his
whole body was shaking, toes curling as his back arched, when the pleasure become
unbearable. Steve tried his best to swallow his cum and suck him through his
orgasm at the very same time. When Bucky’s moans turned into low sights Steve
let his cock fall from his mouth and looked up to his blissful lover.
‘What just
happened? You have never, ever come so fast…’ He asked crawling up the brunette
and running his hands through his hair.
‘And hard.’
Bucky added laughing a bit. ‘I have no idea, maybe the past year without you,
without any sex, without any gentle physical contact.’ He listed the ideas,
turning his head to Steve. ‘Whenever you touch me it feels like never before!’
He admitted and rolled onto his side, drawing patterns to the sharp hips.
‘I feel the
same!’ Steve nodded and furrowed his brows to the gentle touch.
‘But I
still want you!’ The hungry still greedy voice surprised Steve, but he didn’t
protest when Bucky removed his way too tight shorts, earning a shocked moan.
‘Shit! You are huge!’ The brunette’s voice was surprised, just as his
expression. ‘You never were small, I know, but it seems the thing they did to
you had some effect in your pants too.’ Bucky analysed the situation carefully
and with a firm movement he gripped Steve’s straining cock. It was massive,
quite long and had a lengthy vein running from the tip to the base. ‘You are
still delicious tho!’ Bucky purred when he licked the precum from the trembling
tip. His head dipped, and it was only Steve’s content moan giving the sign of
Bucky reached the base of his cock. The small kitten licks and gentle strokes
quickly turned into a hungry sucking.
Bucky’s
fingers were gently massaging the tight balls and the short trail between them
and Steve’s entrance. It always set him off really fast, and now it was what he
wanted. He wanted to make him come so bad, before starting the real thing. He
was eager to touch his lover, even if his heart was aching that he will never
see the man he fall for. He never mind Steve being skinny or small, because he
was such a kind and humble person. But right now his desires were unbearable,
he was craving to touch and to be touched, and if he wanted to be honest, he
didn’t mind that he didn’t have to be too careful and when his hands grabbed
the full, round ass he was done for good.
‘I want to
be inside of you!’ Bucky growled when he released Steve’s cock for a second. ‘I
need to feel you around my cock, to come around my cock!’ He mumbled and sucked
hard on the throbbing dick in this fist. It was a rare occasion that he was on
top, but he needed it right now. His
lips travelled down to the hot balls and licked them playfully until his hands
were working on the hard shaft. He sat up and pulled Steve up with himself, getting
access to his entrance. As the hot, wet tongue circled around his core Steve
couldn’t hold it any longer. He barely had the time to grab Bucky’s arm, making
him lean forward and taking his pulsing cock into his mouth as Steve let it go.
He was shaking and shuddering when the hotness of Bucky’s mouth covered him
fully, and his tongue got coated in Steve’s thick cum.
Bucky kept
a little bit of Steve’s cum in his mouth as he returned to his hole and used is
as a lubricant making a warm, sticky mess, but it didn’t matter. He was
painfully hard again. He recovered surprisingly fast, but oh, he was such a
starved man right now. His tongue slid between the tight rings making Steve cry
out his name and grip the sheets so hard, his knuckles went white. One finger
slide into him quite easily thanks to Bucky’s talented mouth. Than a second
followed soon, pumping in and out, and finally a third. He could take the
stretching pain a lot better than before, however it turned into pleasure a lot
faster too.
‘I need
you, Buck!’ He moaned and tried to grab and pull his boyfriend onto himself.
‘I’m gonna be fine, just please… I need to feel you!’ He whimpered, bucking his
hips to the firm grip of Bucky’s hand while reaching out and picking up a small
tube of Vaseline from the nightstand’s drawer. He didn’t need to say it twice.
Bucky was above him in a second, dipping his fingers into the cold liquid and
covering his throbbing cock with it. He leaned down for a greedy kiss and pressed
the tip of his cock to the wet entrance.
‘Tell me,
if I’m hurting you!’ Bucky asked with a shaky voice, because he barely could
hold himself back from sliding all the way into Steve.
‘I will.’
Steve agreed with a breathy moan, and it was all what it take to make Bucky’s
hips sink, pushing his hard cock into the tight, hot body. Both of them was
surprised when he bottomed out without earning even a small painful sound from
Steve. ‘God, you feel amazing!’ Steve praised and run his hands on the sides of
Bucky while he let himself to lean on his forearms. ‘I love you, you know that,
right?’ Steve asked hurried as he pulled closer Bucky by sinking his fingers into
his dark brown locks.
‘I know,
punk! I love you too!’ He whispered his confession into the parted lips before
capturing them and starting to thrust at the same time.
‘Sweet
jesus, Bucky! You have never felt this good!’ Steve’s tone was amazed and filed
with lust, only fuelling the older one’s desires. He was already thrusting
hard, sinking deep into the tight ass, his body trembling again, desperately
needing it’s release again. He changed
his angle a bit, lifting himself onto his palms and pulling the strong tights
around his hips. In this position he knew he will hit Steve’s prostate in
seconds.
‘These
pretty noises you make, Steve! It’s hard to hold myself back from fucking you
into the mattress until you pass out.’ For the comment Steve cried out and
grabbed the headboard above his head, to gain some leverage.
‘Do it!’ He
asked. ‘Please, Bucky, I want to feel you more, do it harder, I can take it,
please!’ His words were a slight distance from begging, setting off Bucky’s
most primal urges, making his hips snap into him hard and deep, hitting his
prostate relentlessly. ‘Yes! Buck, more!’ He cried as his back lifted from the
bed, sweat forming on his skin and the waves of pleasure making him seeing
stars. His fingers got closed around his erection pumping in the same speed as
Bucky was pounding into him. ‘I’m gonna come!’ Steve groaned feeling himself
opening up more and the pleasure washing over his body. He couldn’t contain his
moans, his body was shaking and pulsing around Bucky, pushing him through the
edge too, filling Steve, coming into him with force, making him shiver and
whimper. When the intense feeling was gone Bucky collapsed onto the wide chest,
not being afraid for the first time, that he will hurt him.
They were
laying in each other’s arms for long, silent minutes, trying to process what
just happened. It was mind blowing. It was something that left them in a tired,
satisfied bliss. After a while Bucky moved first, sliding off Steve and laying
next to him, pulling him into his embrace.
‘Did we
just break the bed?’ He asked with voice low and rusty caressing the soft,
blond curls.
‘Yes, I
think so.’ Steve giggled and pressed little kisses to the pale chest.
‘Fuck. We
are screwed!’ They both burst out laughing and couldn’t stop for minutes. It
wasn’t so funny, but finally they were together again, they didn’t have to
worry for a couple of hours for the other one’s life and they just had the most
mind-blowing sex in their life.
‘It’s okay,
we can figure out, until morning.’ Steve shrugged his shoulders and looked up
to the steel blue eyes. ‘Are you gonna stay until the morning?’ He asked a bit
unsure and biting his lips nervously.
‘Of course
I will stay! Finally I’ll get a good sleep.’ The Sergeant whispered softly,
earning a slow kiss from his lover. ‘Moreover, as we need to talk!’ He raised
his voice, popping himself onto his elbows shifting the mood with a questioning
look. ‘Didn’t I tell you not to do anything stupid?’ He asked a bit in
disbelief looking Steve seriously in the eye. ‘Yes, yes, Steve I did! And what
do you do? You participate in a crazy experiment getting all strong and tall
and shit, and then come to the war. To the stupid war, which god knows I tried
to keep you off. Are you completely insane, or just deaf or you want me to get
a stroke because I swear I am close.’ He rant about everything what was in his
head at the moment and even before but now the burning need was gone he could
deal with these too.
‘No, I
mean, I’m sorry! I don’t want you to get a stroke, obviously! It was stupid to
participate I know, but it was the only way, Buck! I got listed but my training
didn’t go well, I would have never made it to Europe! I wanted to come! I
wanted to do what was right, just like you!’ Steve explained it hurriedly
taking the soft hands into his.
‘It’s a
war, Steve, for God’s sake! It’s not a playground or a dark alley! We can die!
Any of us! Both of us can die!’ Bucky sat up and let out a frustrated moan,
running his hand through his hair.
‘I know,
but…’
‘There is
no, but, Stevie!’ Bucky snapped at him, turning and cupping his cheeks. ‘I
can’t lose you! I can’t watch you suffer! I can’t…’ His voice got weak and he
had to swallow to continue. ‘I love you! Deeply and sincerely love you! I can’t
watch anyone hurting you!’ He leant his forehead to Steve’s and inhaled sharply
trying to gain back his voice.
‘I love you
too! More than anything! And I promise, I won’t die, I promise, no one will
hurt me!’ He whispered the words onto the quivering lips before leaning onto
them for a deep kiss. It was filled with need, but this time it was a need for
love and caring and it was a silent promise. He pulled back themselves to the
mattress, not breaking the gentle kiss. Letting Bucky find his comfort again,
pulling his head onto his chest, holding him close. ‘What can I say, anyway, I
am only a stubborn punk.’ He laughed softly.
‘You are.
You really are, but you are my stubborn punk and I’ll protect you even if you
are not small and skinny anymore.’ Bucky mumbled into the dark room when Steve
turned off the light and pulled the covers onto themselves. They fall asleep quickly.
It was too long ago since they could feel the other one’s warm body and steady
breathing next to themselves.
Imagine living next door to Bucky in the Avengers compound. After a night of drinking and playing games and fooling around you finally went to sleep. He stopped before your door and gave you a tight hug, making you laugh.
‘So, no kiss?’ You asked him with a grin referring to one of the games where he had to give a peck on the lips to you three times after refusing to kiss you for real.
Bucky stared at you for a minute before taking an uncertain step towards you reaching out to slid his palm to your cheek. He didn’t say anything just closes the distance between the two of you. Your body stiffened for the sudden warm touch on your lips. You immediately started fighting for the dominance, until Bucky bit your bottom lip, sliding his hand on your hips. You felt his lips relax against yours making you melt into his touch. You tasted his full lips, teeth gazing through his bottom lip followed by a tongue, which slid into his mouth. The kiss deepened your fingers slide into his hair, feeling the soft, brown lock between your digits. You sighed into the kiss when he pulls you closer, being pressed against his chest. His kiss was more than long, but you didn’t want to stop, kissing him again and again, feeling those soft lips against yours. Arousal was building in your stomach, slowly getting into your veins making your skin tingle under his touch and your body craved more.
‘We should go to sleep now.’ He breathed after minutes of kissing, carefully keeping you away from his lap.
‘Yeah! Sure!’ You nodded fast and looked into the darkened blue eyes.
‘You know, if you want to do it again anytime, you know where I live!’ He laughed before you open your door and kissed him on the cheeks as a goodbye.
‘How about tomorrow?’ You asked trying to collect yourself, but your desire was burning in you.
‘Sure, definitely.’ He nodded, and waved goodbye. You entered to your room and closed your door, and immediately fell into your bed.
‘Fuck!’ You mumbled into your pillow before you could hear the door opening, and felt the bed dipping next to you. You did’t have to turn to know who’s arms were tied around your hips. You never heard Bucky’s door got open or close.
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