It was only a couple of days to go until Christmas and you were right in the middle of the groceries for the family dinner. You checked your list on your phone, happily seeing that there was only one item missing.
Parmesan cheese.
You walked to the cheese section, which was almost empty. What the hell, is Christmas secretly the holiday of cheese? You started to search but the only Parmesan you could find was in the top shelf and you couldn’t reach it. Why are these shelves so high? There are small citizens in this place, come on!
With a groan you tried to act normal and reach the cheese at the same time. It wasn’t easy and it must looked ridiculous.
You looked around and spotted the tallest person in the aisle.
‘Hey! Umm.. sorry! Sir!’ You tried to draw attention to yourself as you walked to him.
‘Hey! Yes? Can I help?’ He asked with a soft smile and a curious look. Oh, he was something. His smile made your heart melt and his blue eyes made you forgot what the hell you actually wanted from him.
‘Umm…I need some cheese but I can’t reach it. Can you please help?’ You asked with puppy eyes and a hoping smile.
‘Sure.’ He laughed quietly and followed you back to your cart.
‘It’s that one!’ You pointed to your targeted Parmesan raising onto you tiptoes and stretching your arm.
The handsome stranger easily picked one and handed it to you.
‘There you go!’ He smiled and couldn’t contained his laughter at you happy sound and smile as you finally got your lay item.
‘Thank you!’ You placed the cheese in you cart still looking very happy and content which honestly amazed the kind brown haired man.
‘Your welcome!’ He grinned unable to look away from you. ‘Umm, could you help me too, please?’ He asked a bit shy , scratching the back of his neck nervously.
‘Of course!’ You nodded fast and waited for his question.
‘So, I should buy some chocolate to my niece but I don’t meet her really often and I don’t really eat chocolate either, so I’m in a bit of a trouble.’ He explained while nervously licking his lips, making you bite you own.
‘Oh, I love chocolate, I’m happy to help!’ You offered with a big smile and left the diary section quickly.
‘Is she young?’ You asked turning to the kind stranger. He suddenly turned his head to the chocolates from you, but he wasn’t fast enough.
‘Not that young. She is seventeen…’
‘Oh, I think she will love this!’ You reached out suddenly to get a raspberry flavoured dark chocolate. ‘It’s Belgian, maybe not the cheapest, but the best!’ Your excited voice made his lips turn into a smile again. You were just too adorable.
‘Alright than! Thank you! I’ll get this!’ His fingers grabbed the chocolate in your hands and put it in the cart. As you turned your attention back to the sweetens he gave you a quick once over before his eyes settled on your face again. You were so happy while everyone was stressed and mad or freaked out around you, and it amazed him endlessly.
‘So, I’m done I think.’ He spoke up bringing you back to the earth from chocolate heaven.
‘Yeah, me too!’ You quickly got a plain dark chocolate and started to walk to the cassiers.
The line was faster than you thought and by the time you noticed the handsome man was paying in front of you. He just made it back to the line because he forgot something and had to run for it.
‘Merry Christmas!’ He gave you the same heart melting smile and left with a wave.
‘To you too!’ You waved and stepped next to the cassier and wanted to pay when you noticed he left something there.
You grabbed it and wanted to shout after him but he was gone, and you had no idea about his name. With a sigh you looked at the chocolate in your hands just to notice the blue handwriting on the package. It was his phone number followed by his nicely formed letters:
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.
A/N: So, it’s basically an an audio where Bucky is teaching you how to edge yourself, and how to control your body in a way he wants you to.
You were alone in your shared room with Bucky. He left for a mission a week ago, and you had no idea when he will return. You opened your mission reports with a tired huff. You still had to finish this from the last week, even if nothing interesting happened there. The first words appeared on your screen when your phone started to buzz next to you. An email. From Bucky. You quickly quit your task and opened the highlighted mail in your inbox. It was from his personal account, which was pretty unbelievable. Your eyes quickly run through the first line. It was an automatic e-mail, which he already wrote to you before the mission. You bit your lips and tried to calm your fast beating heart. It’s okay. He is okay. You swallowed and leaning closer to the virtual letters you started to read.
‘Hey, doll!
It seems it has been a week since I left. I miss you terribly. I know I do because I love you. You got this e-mail, because I want you to learn something. Something, you have always wanted to try but I am not able to do it while I’m in the same room with you, doll. I need to learn too. I still need to learn how to be deadly patient and precise, and gentle at the same time. Now, you can find a recording attached to my e-mail. Listen to it, and follow the instructions.
It’s okay to fail for the first time, doll. Enjoy.
Love you,
Bucky’
Your heart never could calm down mostly not after opening the audio file, which name was ‘Recording 1’ not really helping you out with the topic.
‘Hello, doll!
Now, I’m gonna tell you what is this all about.’
You could hear Bucky’s voice through your headphones.
‘Once you mentioned something about a video, you saw. It is called porn, doll, you can name it.’ He laughed a little, making you instantly smile. ‘So, the thing you were so excited about was edging if I can remember correctly, now let’s see how you really like it.’
You choked on your own breath when you could hear his voice. For real? He really wanted you to do this? You already could feel the need to get rid of your clothes and guide your fingers to your pussy, listening to his voice.
‘I need you to be patient to yourself, doll. Also, I want you to know, it is not an easy task, and if you fail that’s alright, I still want you to enjoy it. Punishing you will be my task too.’ His voice dropped an octave making you shudder. ‘I want you to wear headphones for this and to lock our door.’
You got up, and closed the door, then adjusted your wireless headphones walking back to the laptop.
‘Go to the bed, doll, and strip naked for me.’ Bucky’s deep voice gave you the first order and you were happy to oblige. ‘Good girl! Remove all your clothes, I don’t want you to wear anything, then climb onto the bed and get comfortable.’
You did what he asked you to do, however your hands were shaking in anticipation, you tried to calm down and focus only to his voice.
‘Are you comfortable?’ He asked, and you nod, however you knew he couldn’t see or hear you. ‘Good! Open your legs then! Open up, doll, nice and wide! There you go! Be all spread out for me on that bed! Good girl!’ He purred slowly into your ears, making your breathing a bit uneven. Your hands were already resting on your tights.
‘I want you to use only one finger and start circling around your breasts. Nice, slow circles around those beautiful tits. Feel your skin being so flawless, so soft and warm. Feel your chest rise and fall with every breath of yours. Oh, god, doll! If I were there I’d pin you to the bed, hands all restrained and cuffed, and I’d suck on those pink nipples. Slowly, gently covering them both, one by one with my mouth, flicking it with my tongue.’ Bucky’s voice filled your mind, and while your finger circled on your breasts you couldn’t help it and imagined what he just said.
‘Now, use all your fingers, play with those nice breasts, stroke them, grope them, fondle your chest, doll. Nice, slow motions! Don’t get carried away!’ He warned you, making you bit your bottom lip, and close your eyes, to give into the sensations.
‘Use two fingers to pinch your nipples! Pinch them hard with one hand and stroke the other breast with the other. Good girl! Now, change! Pinch that sensitive, hard nipple! That’s it! I want you to enjoy it, I want you to enjoy it as much as I was there, holding your tits in my hands, kissing them hard, tasting every gorgeous inch of them.’ You moaned quietly and arched your back to give more pressure to yourself. He is gonna kill you for sure. It’s way too slow.
‘Good! Now, caress your whole chest and stomach with your hands. Feel the curve of those hips, the softness of your skin on your side, the fullness of your breasts. Now grope them. Grope them hard! Good girl!’ He praised again earning another quiet moan from your lips. ‘With one hand slide down on your tights, run your fingers through them, feeling the soft skin. Run them close to your sex, but never close enough to touch it. Feel how hot your inner tights are. Go on caressing them, now with both hands!’ You did what he asked for, and now you started to understand why he did it while he was away. Bucky was a patient man, but not in your bedroom. When he needed you, he took you without thinking. There was no time for such a slow and torturing foreplay like this.
‘Brush your thumb through your pussy once while stroking your tights, gently, just barely touching it. There you go. Feels good, isn’t it?’ You nod again, while kept going on pleasuring yourself, strictly following his instructions. There was a temptation to brush your hand to your sex again, because he wouldn’t see, he wouldn’t know, and you need it so badly, but you didn’t want to cheat. You needed it, you needed your fingers on your clit, stroking it hard, but he didn’t tell you to do so. You were already wet, dripping wet, however you haven’t even touched yourself, you could feel your silk leaking off you, gliding down on your butt, leaving a wet patch on the bed.
‘Go back to your chest, doll! With both hands! Grope it, pinch on your nipple just the way you want it, just like you need it!’ He commanded, and you obliged with a painful moan. ‘Now, I want you to use one hand only. Slide your hand between your legs, right on your pussy, and rest your hand on it. No movements! No stroking, just rest it. Feel how hot and soaked it is. Are you wet now, baby doll? I know you are. I know you are dripping for me, you are dripping to feel my fingers on yourself, to feel them slide inside of you, fingering you hard. But we are not there yet. You have to be good to me first. Spread your lips for me, let me see how wet and glistering you are!’ He purred into your ears, made you forget about everything but his voice and that one hand on your body. ‘
That’s it! Oh, god! I wish I could touch you now, feeling all your silk on my fingers, lapping it with my tongue, coating my cock with it.’ You bucked your hips as you stayed still, opening up your pussy, feeling the cold air breezing through it, feeling your fingers slide to the side a little, as you were soaked by now.
‘Use one finger, and circle your clit! Slow, nice circles! Never really touching the tip of it. Just around your clit, nice and slow! Does it feel good, baby doll?’
‘Yes, Bucky!’ You moaned shamelessly as your mind got lost in the sensations. Your whole body was on fire, trembling by need.
Bucky chuckled darkly into your ears, before he would speak to you again.
‘Run through your finger five time on your whole pussy. I count!’ You swallowed and did what he said, sliding your finger from your clit to your opening five times. ‘Now back to circling, circle, doll, nice and slow. Feel the most sensitive part of you twitching with need, feel it throb, stiffen under your finger. You need to touch it, right? But not now, not just yet.’ He said slowly, making you whine and gasp for air. It was your hands and his voice only. How could you keep it together if it were his hands on you. Yes, you craved them. You craved his warm touch, his hot body next to yours but he started to speak again, and everything disappeared from your thoughts. ‘Now, you can apply a bit more pressure, occasionally brushing your finger through the tip of your clit. Keep circling! When I go home, I’ll take you fast. Pinning you to the mattress, fingering you fast, pushing down on your g-spot, making you tremble and moan, making you come on my hands. Imagine it! Imagine my fingers penetrating you, sliding in and out of your swollen, little pussy, glistering by your wetness.’ You moaned in agony trying to keep your fingers from rubbing your clit in a way you need it. But it was the whole point of this wasn’t it?
‘You are such a good girl for me, doll!’ You could do anything for this phrase, him praising you through your headphones, it was something new you immediately loved.
‘Now, you can stroke that little clit, massage it, play with it in a way you need it. Pleasure yourself, pleasure yourself to the edge, but don’t you dare to come!’Bucky’s voice rose a little, as he forbid you the only thing you really craved. You moaned, and without thinking about the consequences you played with your clit fast until you felt your orgasm building. It didn’t take too much time, after all the foreplay he made you to do.
‘When you are on that edge I want you to hold it! Hold it, doll! Don’t you dare to stop or come until I say so.’ You moaned and bucked your hips, trying to prevent yourself from cuming all over on your hands. It was hard. How you should have to focus when you were in so much pleasure? Fuck! Your fingers were circling your clit carefully, trying to keep you on the edge. ‘Stop!’ Bucky commanded clearly, and you stopped your movements. You pant and rest your hand on your tight. ‘Good girl! I know it’s hard, but you are doing great so far! Now, go back to that swollen little bud and start circling. Slow circles on it, going back to the edge.’ He encouraged you with voice low and speaking slowly. You didn’t need too much time to be there again.
‘Buck, fuck, I’m there!’ You whined grabbing the sheets next to you.
‘Stop! Stop circling, doll! Good.’ He didn’t give you more than three seconds of rest. ‘Now start it over! I know it’s hard, but you have to hold it! You think you can’t take it anymore, but I know you do. I know when it is too much, when it is over the line, when is the point when you really can’t take it. Stop! But it’s not here, not now. Your pleasure is up to me now. I will decide when you will come! Back to masturbating, doll! Come on. Right on that edge, and hold it. Focus! Hold it! Don’t you dare to come! Not until I let you! Stop! Stop again! Slap your pussy, six times. One!’ Your eyes opened wide by the mixture of pleasure and torture as he counted, and you could hear your hand slap your wet pussy each time.
‘Good girl! Do you want to come?’
‘Yes, yes, Bucky, please!’ You begged, helplessly.
‘I know, I know, but not just yet! Pleasure yourself again, to that edge.’ You cried out but kept doing what he said. ‘When you are there don’t you dare to stop! Just stroke it, circle it, and imagine it, it’s me, playing with your clit, while I slide into you! My cock is stretching you so delicately! I thrust into you, again and again while stroking this little clit. Do you want it? Do you want me inside of you? I know your pussy is desperately clenching around nothing, doll!’ Your hips bucked, and your sex was pulsing painfully.
‘What do you think about adding another finger? Hm? Stop circling your clit! Slide your finger down to your entrance, and circle it. Push against it, tease it, imagining it’s my cock, being hard and stiff against your, soft, tender opening.’ You groaned and arched your back, trying to prevent your finger sliding inside of you. ‘Stroke your whole pussy three times before letting that one finger sliding inside of you. You can count!’ By the time he said it you were already done, and your finger was in the hot core of your body, making you moan in content.
‘Feel yourself, feel how hot, soft and wet you are! Feel every clench, every pulse of your core, burning in need. Filling and stretching you so perfectly! Feel what I’d feel if I were inside of you! Finger yourself, just the way you want! That’s it! Let that finger enter you nice and deep every time. You are such a good girl!’ He praised again, earning a shaky moan from you. ‘Stop now and pull your finger out of your pussy!’ He commanded, and you did what he asked with a disappointed cry. You were at the edge with every touch now. ‘Circle your clit again! Expose that needy little bud to me! Play with it, pleasure it! That’s it! Oh, god! I want to lick you so bad! Run my tongue from your core to your clit, slowly, carefully, giving you pleasure, but just not enough to make you come! Imagine it, my tongue circling around your clit, lapping your juices, sucking on that sensitive dot. Don’t you dare to stop circling!’ You barely touched yourself now, trying to prevent yourself from climaxing, but his voice didn’t help. You cried out as he parted his lips, imitating the sound of him eating you out, sucking on your pussy, his tongue torturing your clit.
‘Doll, you taste so god!’ He said with another obscene noise, imitating sucking on your clit, and you couldn’t help it. There was no amount of focus which could have helped you preventing your orgasm.
‘Bucky, Bucky, oh, fuck!’ You cried out as your orgasm washed over you. It was more intense than ever before when you used your hands only, it made you shake and moan Bucky’s name like a mantra. Being denied for the first time, for such long minutes increased your pleasure unbearably. You pulled your headphones down as you come down from your highs.
You were exhausted and a bit disappointed too. He told you it will be hard, and it’s okay to fail first, yet it felt bad, not being able to hold it until the end. You were just laying there in your bed, trying to collect yourself to get up. The wet patch was like the size of your palm under you, but you didn’t mind. Just lazily opened the new mail from Bucky.
‘I hope you enjoyed, this little game! Don’t feel guilty if you couldn’t hold on, it requires practice, a lot of practice. Until tomorrow you can use this audio once more, letting you come only once. Tomorrow, you can try again, with a new audio cuming once. Than three days completely without any touching, just to make you sensitive enough again. Then maybe I’m gonna be home, if not, there is some more recordings to practice with.
Enjoy your night, doll!’
You let your phone fall out of your hand as you collapsed back into the bed. Okay, you needed to figure out how to focus more. Maybe it would be easier for the second time, it must have been easier. You will try after dinner, you didn’t want to let the opportunity go, because it seemed that until he was absent he was in charge of your own pleasure.
Imagine cooking in the compound. You are trying to make a dough but it sticks to you to the bowl to everything. You are just about to give up when you can feel two hands sliding on your hips, under your arms to hold and fix the bowl.
‘Doll, you should have asked for help. You k ow I’m happy to do this every time you are cooking.’ He sighs with voice low and calm.
‘Thank you, Bucky!’ You smile and now finally you make some progress. It’s nice to be like this. It calms you. Bucky pressed against your back, warming you delicately, his arms securing not only to bowl but you too. You can feel his hot breath on your neck, even and calm. You tilt your head a little when he leans in to place a gentle kiss on the sensitive skin of your neck. You sigh a little and close your eyes to enjoy the sensations.
‘Don’t let yourself to get distracted, doll!’ He purrs into your skin grinning, but he has no intentions to stop it. And you are more than happy about it. It feels like home for the both of you.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Word Count: 2.5k+ Warning: Smut (fingering, oral m/f receiving, penetration) fluff, Bucky being cute
Summary: You are the CEO of one of the biggest companies and Bucky is the CEO of the firm which is your main competitor. One day you have to go to a meeting to his office to discuss some very serious matters.
A/N: This post gave me the idea for this fic, so thank you so much @after-avenging-hours!
You went on a meeting. A business meeting to be very precise with James Buchanan Barnes. He was the CEO of your biggest competitor company, yet you made deals some times. They produced stuff you needed and you sold stuff he needed, so occasionally, when your agents couldn’t made the deal, or when it was a special occasion, the two of you met. Right now he needed you, your company, so you went to his office. The heels of your shoes were clicking on the marble floor as you walked to the reception desk.
‘Good morning, Miss (Y/L/N)!’ Lia the receptionist girl greeted you with a huge smile and waited for you to walk to the desk. ‘Do you wish me to call Mr. Barnes and let him know that you arrived?’ She asked immediately.
‘Yes, thank you!’ You smiled at the girl, who pushed some buttons and picked up the phone. Before she could have said anything you could hear someone picking up the phone and saying something.
‘Mr. Barnes is waiting for you!’ Lia said gesturing lightly to the elevators. You nodded and walked to them, just to after coulpe of minutes you could walk down on the hallway to Bucky’s office. The door was slightly open, you politely knocked but haven’t waited for the answer.
‘(Y/N), Good morning!’ The tall man greeted you as you entered. He was standing in front of the huge window in his office staring to the traffic on the streets. He turned, and you couldn’t helped but smiled slightly when you could see his face. He was handsome. Maybe more than handsome.
‘Good morning, James!’ You greeted him as he walked towards you. He was taller than you even in your heels. He was wearing a grey suite, white shirt and a deep blue tie. It was a perfect set for him. It made his eyes look more blue, more radiant than ever before.
‘How was your trip?’ He asked before leaning in to place feather light kisses on both sides of your cheeks.
‘Nice and peaceful, thank you!’ You smiled and slid your palm up on his arm, and he stepped closer. ‘How is the business so far? The prices are rising and rising can you believe it?’ You asked rolling your eyes and letting out a huge sight.
‘Unbelievable!’ He agreed. ‘Shall we?’ He asked gesturing towards his huge and extremely comfortable sofa. You nodded, just at the second when his fingers were gazing through your back lightly. You couldn’t feel it properly through the thick fabric of your blazers, but it made you feel the butterflies in your stomach.
You sat and started to talk about business. You kept the eye contact, keeping his gaze on yours except when he couldn’t resist the urge to look at you. You were properly dressed, just as expected. Dark blue high heels, stockings, a matching blue skirt which, almost covered your knees when you were standing, however it crawled up on your tights when you sit, making him shift in his seat. For the skirt you had the exact same colour and texture than your blazers, and under it you were wearing a white shirt with blue figures. It wasn’t revealing but it was tight. You could feel the material stretching on your breasts, making a little gap between the two sides of the fabric. It wasn’t extreme, yet you could see Bucky’s gaze wandering around your tits and the little gap, before he would lick his lips to wet them.
You had a lot less place to wonder except his thick tights and his face of course. He was flawless. You know you were talking about business and serious matters for serious, heavy prices, yet the temperature started to rise in the room, and the tension was building between the two of you.
‘Are you warm?’ He asked, interrupting his own speech, when he noticed your flushed cheeks. You sighed, as he broke the tense atmosphere, and this small movement was enough to make the button undone on your chest.
‘A little, but I’m fine!’ you smiled politely, but it was just formality. He knew this, and so did you. ‘Don’t change the subject, just because I’m giving you a hard time!’
‘I’d never do that!’ He smirked, crossing his arms on his chest. ‘Mostly because I exactly know how much you love that… Making it hard for me.’ He bit his lower lip as his gaze met yours. You gulped and shook your head a little.
‘Just because you enjoy it so much.’ You laughed darkly before drinking a sip from your water. ‘But anyway you are not getting the price you want.’ You grinned and laid forward, letting him get a better view on your cleavage.
‘It was none of my intentions. You are tough and smart, I know that.’ He nodded and reached out for his water on the coffee table. ‘You are one of the smartest women I have ever met, do you know that?’ He raised a brow.
‘I know. That’s why we are negotiating and not our assistants. I can’t lose on this deal, James. I need your money.’ You laughed slightly. It sounded wrong and you know that very very precisely. It was intentional. Bucky’s expression changed for a moment to slightly surprised, but after a cheeky grin appeared on his plump lips.
‘Only my money, doll? That’s not nice, not even from you.’ Doll. So, you were in the game now. This nick name wasn’t reserved for you, yet he only used this when things got serious.
‘What else would I want? Your company? I don’t need that… It’s disappointing.’ You teased him, slowly drinking from your glass.
‘Than why are you enjoying it so much?’ It was a point, a point for him. You choose the wrong word. You were speechless and the satisfied grin on his lips were frustrating. There was no good answer to this question, so you remained quiet. He laughed a little before getting up to bring another bottle of water.
You followed him, and when you were standing next to him, he casually slid his palm to the small of your back.
‘You enjoy my company, doll! Admit it! Moreover, you love it, you crave it!’ He purred, voice low, pupils dilated. The air stuck in your lungs, and you were speechless for the second time of the day. ‘What is it, doll? Did I win already? Oh, come on, you are better than this!’ He encouraged you with a cheeky grin, never letting your hips go.
‘I want your money, but nothing stops me from enjoying the eye-candy coming with the job. Because I can admit it Barnes, that I were a lot happier if finally you would start to undress me with your hands instead of your eyes.’ His jaw dropped, eyes went shut wide and he had to lick his lips before he answered.
‘So, you are in charge now?’ Bucky asked pulling you closer to press your body flush against his. His eyes were dark by lust and his lips parted, as he was already breathing heavily.
‘Someone has to be, because obviously you are unable to man up, and-’ Your next words ended in a loud whimper on his lips as he leaned in and pressed his mouth furiously against yours to make you shut up.
Your hands immediately went to his neck and into his dark locks, pulling you even closer as his lips were consuming yours. He was rough, but so were you. Your tongues were fighting for dominance until your lips went numb and red. You didn’t wanted to give in, but when he bit and sucked on your bottom lip you moaned into his mouth, immediately melting into his touch.
‘So, who is in charge now, doll?’ He asked giving small peck on the lips to you, waiting for you to recover. You pressed your lips together trying to prevent yourself to say the words he wanted to hear.
It was a bad idea. He went right onto your neck, right onto the sweetest spot and bite down on it. His lips were warm, and were nudging and sucking on your skin so precisely, until his teeth left red marks on it. You moaned, and wrapped your arms around him to find some leverage, when your knees went week instantly under his touch.
‘Who is in charge, doll?’ He repeated his question, as he returned to your lips capturing your bottom one with his teeth. You couldn’t resist, your brain just gave up fighting against your instincts.
‘You-’ The word slipped out of your mouth so easily like never before and you got your reward immediately. His lips pressed against yours kissing them gently, slowly, undoubtedly dominating you. His tongue find his way into your mouth firmly massaging yours, curling up in your mouth, and flicking your lips when he pulled back.
You were already panting. Holding onto his body because you weren’t sure if your legs could do their job any longer. You wanted it for so long, it was so long ago since the two of you ‘did business’ together, and you missed it terribly. The gentle, tentative touch of his lips on yours, the warm palms on your body, the closeness of his body and everything with it. You missed being Bucky’s.
You were so lost in your thoughts you have never noticed that he already undid the buttons on your shirt and unzipped your skirt, so his hands could freely roam over on your body.
‘Bucky-’ You whispered while you get rid of his shirt with trembling hands.
‘Yes, baby doll?’ This name was reserved for you and only for you. He only called you like this when you were close, intimate.
You moaned, when finally your fingers could trace down on his bare chest and you could feel his muscles tensing under your touch.
‘I wanna be yours!’ Your voice was not much than a whimper, trembling by desire. Impatience were creeping in and it run through your body in a second. You were a leader, a ruler, a strong woman in the word, you run a huge business and directed almost a hundred of people. You made high profits and if you had to you beat all the powerful man around you in debating to get a better position. But here in this very office, behind the closed doors you just wanted to be led, to be ruled, to give up this image and submit to this man in front of you. That’s why sex was so mind blowing with him, because he figured it out long ago and knew how to use this knowledge. He knew he had to break you almost every time to give in and he was happy to do so. In bed Bucky could do to you whatever he wanted and you were such a nice submissive to him, he never could get enough of it.
He helped you out of your blazers and slipped the shirt off of your shoulders. His hands went to your breasts cupping them trough your bra, squishing them a little, while your hands undid his belt and his pants. The moans were escaping your lips against your will as Bucky were torturing the most sensitive spot on your neck before kissing down on your chest. He pushed your tits slightly together to kiss and lick between them, knowing exactly how much you loved it.
Trembling fingers run through his hair as you pulled them out of his pants, to press him even closer to yourself. His hands traced down on your back until he hit the line of your bra. His fingers worked on it fast and in the next second your dark blue bra landed on the floor next to your other clothes.
‘Oh, god, doll! You are so beautiful! Every inch of you is so perfect!’ He mumbled just before his lips sucked on your nipples, giving you a hard time to keep down your voice. His hands run down to the hem of your skirt and pulled it up on your tights until the outline of your ass. He spread his palm through the lace of your stockings in the middle of your tight, moaning onto your breasts. You smirked when you could feel his slender fingers on your upper tight, and you already couldn’t wait for his reaction.
He moaned and detached his lips form your tits just to look you in the eye. The steel blue eyes were surprised and amazed at the same time.
‘You are so bad, doll!’ He grinned as his hands went to your bare ass, grabbing it roughly. ‘You were like this-, without your panties through all the time?’ He asked with voice low and impatient.
‘I was.’ You answered quickly curiously examining his reaction to your trick. He was amazed and more turned on then ever before.
‘Next time you could warn me, so I can use this opportunity.’ He purred into your ears. ‘Fuck, you are dripping!’ He groaned when his fingers went to your already soaked core. ‘Even your tights, doll!’ He was at the edge of losing control, you could hear in his voice. ‘Next time-’ He started, as he opened your folds. ‘you should tell me before-’ He avoided your clit on purpose only playing with your labia and opening. ‘So, I can play with you any time in the most inappropriate places.’ His long fingers slid into you leaving you speechless. ‘Because, oh, fuck, if I had known, I would have sat next to you, teasing you and fingering while you were talking to your assistant on the phone. ‘His voice was so low, and now both of his hands were working on you. One was drawing circles on your clit and the other one was thrusting into you, curling on your sweet spot every time. ‘Or I could have slide a toy into you while you were standing, letting it torture you through the whole time. I bet I could have get a better deal.’ He added, but you barely could hear it. His voice itself drove you crazy, your eyes rolled back, mouth fall open, head leaning to the wall, desperately holding onto his shoulders as your legs were trembling. You were on the edge, you where panting uncontrollably and your walls were pulsing round his fingers.
‘Bucky!’ You moaned desperately as he pushed down hard on your clit, sending waves of pleasure to your core.
‘Your about to come, doll?’ He asked biting his lips. ‘I don’t think so!’ You whined as he pulled out of you yanking down your skirt, leaving you right at the edge. You were a trembling mess under his hands already. ‘You know, I’d love to eat you out, but I don’t want you to just com yet, so how about changing roles, until you get down from your high?’ He asked, and you couldn’t help but clench around nothing for his words. You craved his lips on your sensitive pussy.
Before you could have think you pushed down his pants, dropping on your knees, being eager to taste him. His precum already left a wet spot on his boxers, and he looked painfully hard. You kissed his tip through his boxers and your nails were drawing circles on his balls through the soft fabric. Bucky moaned quietly and slid his hands into your hair. You pulled him free, out of his underpants, and stopped for a second to look at his cock. You so fucking loved it. It was hard and big. More thick than long, yet longer than you ever expected, and your core was literally dripping for the thought of his cock sliding inside of you.
You couldn’t wait, so you leaned to his hot member and let the tip in your mouth. His whole body stiffened and his fingers were gripping tight onto your hair. You looked up to him before letting his whole cock into your mouth sucking it gently.
‘Oh, Doll! That mouth of yours could get you everything, you know that, right?’ He moaned while you were bobing your head up and down on his sensitive cock. You sucked on the tip before letting him into your throat, pressing your nose to his stomach. He let his head fall back to the wall eyes rolling back, mouth fall open, so his low moans could escape from his plump lips. You kept working on his shaft with your hand when you lowered your lips to place kisses on his balls, gently licking and sucking them. Your thumb pressed down on his tip as your tongue went to the base of his cock from his heavy sack.
‘Go to the desk, now!’ He asked, and he had to make an effort to detach you from his throbbing member, and pull you on your legs by holding your hands. He guided you to his desk which was already emptied a little as he exactly know you will end up here. He helped you up to the desk, pulling you down a little by your hips as his lips found yours again. The kiss was short but passionate. He knew how to kiss a women to get anything from her.
The next thing you felt was his body disappearing above yours and he dropped on his knees between your legs. He started with opened mouth kisses on your tights, and changed to little kitten licks as he reached your drenched core. This innocente movement sent you right back to the edge. Your tights were trembling on his shoulders as he kissed, licked and sucked on your wet clit. His tongue was unbelievably soft and it know exactly how to touch you to leave you undone. He pushed into you for a second then licked your clit, sucking it between his teeth to nudge with his tongue.
‘Bucky!’ You warned him again, because you were mere seconds from your orgasm, but he didn’t stopped. He slid his two fingers back into your dripping wet pussy, curling his fingers around your g-spot. You came immediately. Your back arched from his desk and he had to keep your hips down to lick and finger you through your orgasm. It was mind blowing, your whole body was in infinite pleasure, shaking under his touch as you came hard on his lips and hand. It was already over when he was still teasing you, to get you over stimulated. He stood up suddenly whipping his mouth with the back of his hands and leaned above you, holding your hips steady with his hands. He pushed his tip inside, stretching you delicately. He wanted to wait but his body moved by itself slowly, carefully sliding into your hot, pulsing core. He was careful, knowing how overstimulated and sensitive you were, but he wanted it way too much. It was too long ago since you visited him, and he were craving you ever since then.
He started with slow, deep thrusts, kissing you gently, making you melt into his touch. You were holding onto him like you were drowning and he would have been the only chance for you to survive. He speed up sliding in and out of you fast and roughly. You opened your eyes just to look out of his huge window, which was right next to his desk.
‘Anyone can see us.’ You panicked, but only for a second, until his cock got buried deep into you again.
‘Let them see us, doll! I don’t care, you are mine, only mine and I want everyone to know that!’ This sentence only could send you to the edge again. The fact that anyone could see you doubled your excitement and his new come desire for possession shut down your brain. You were moaning and screaming his name, trembling under his body, clenching around his cock harder than before.
He lead you to orgasm very quickly as he hit your already swollen g-spot over and over with every thrust. You came hard and loud, pulsing around his cock, leaving angry red marks on his back.
‘Fuck, doll, (Y/N)!’ His voice was muffled as he pressed his lips against your neck when he cum. His body was shaking as he emptied himself into you, soaking your core with his hot cum, which brought you to orgasm once again.
You stayed like this for minutes or more you had no idea, your senses wasn’t working. You could feel his cum dripping out of you however he was still inside of you half-erected. Bucky popped up onto his elbows next to your head to look you in the eye.
‘Are you okay, doll?’ He asked before kissing you tenderly. Your hands found their way onto his cheeks as you returned his kiss, slowly melting under his lips.
‘I am.’ You smiled and looked up at him, to his beautiful steel blue eyes, to his delicious lips, wide chest and muscular abs. He was gorgeous as always but somehow after sex he just looked even more beautiful. ‘Don’t worry, I just need a drink and some tissues.’ You chuckled still caressing his face with your fingers.
He reached out to get some tissues from the box on his desk and handed them to you. You could feel his warm hands sliding under your back to help you to sit up. He kissed you again gently, almost loving. He pulled out, letting his remaining cum fall on the ground. He got some tissues to clean himself up too while he brought a glass of water to you.
You were watching him walking around in his office, naked, handing you the water, then opening one of his drawers and pulling out a blanket. It was reserved only for these occasions. He covered the couch with it before walking to you to carry back there bridal style and place softly on the soft material. You were waiting for him to lay down next to you just to be able to cuddle with him. He was laying on his back and you were pressed against his side, your head resting on his bare chest, legs crossing his tights.
‘Doll,-’ He started quietly and waited for you to turn to him. ‘please, I mean- Would you like to have dinner with me tonight?’ He asked lips pressed together, looking nervously at you.
‘Are you serious?’ You asked and pushed yourself onto your elbow to be able to properly look at him. ‘I mean, we can’t Buck. You know that. It would do nothing good nor to us neither to the firms.’
‘If it does nothing good, than why are you always so desperate to come here, to meet me and to sleep with me? And don’t deny! I know you are, every time, you can’t wait to finish the talking and kiss me.’ He was hurt you cold tell by the look in his eyes and the tone of his voice. He really ment it. ‘Doll, on the desk, when I said I don’t care if they see us, I meant it. I don’t care! I want everyone to hear it because I want them to know that you are mine and I want you to be mine only.’ He slid his palms up to your back holding you tight, being inches from your lips. ‘Doll, I love you! I love you so much since god knows when!’ He confessed. Your eyes went wide, lips parted as you wanted to say something. You couldn’t believe it, however you knew he was sincere.
You leaned down capturing his lips with yours. The kiss was long and loving, one you have never shared before.
‘I love you so much!’ The words left your lips as a whisper on his mouth but he could hear it. He could hear it very very precisely. ‘I’d love to have dinner with you.’ You laughed before kissing him again.
‘Thank god! I was afraid you would say no, so I had to go with Steve.’ He grinned.
‘What? You have already reserved it?’ You asked in disbelief. ‘How did you know I would say yes?’
‘I didn’t but I was really hoping so. It’s your favourite, italian, at Jamie’s, at eight o’clock.’ He said still smiling and you were speechless. ‘You can bring your panties too.’ He laughed and you hit his arm.
‘You loved me not wearing any.’ You pointed out, tracing your fingers down to his tummy.
‘Yes, I did, I do, but it’s not too healthy running around like that.’ He warned you shaking his head.
‘I just get rid of it in the cab, it’s in my purse. It was only for you.’ You smiled devilishly making him laugh againg.
‘God, your are so extra, doll! Do I really want this with you?’ He questioned himself looking up to the ceiling.
‘Too late, Buck. You are taking me to that restaurant now, no matter what-’
‘And then I can finally have you properly in a bed, without being too careful about the noises and your voice.’ He added with a smug smile, pulling you into a kiss before you could have said anything.
‘I’d love that.’ You groaned and laid back onto his chest. ‘God, we gonna go bankruptcy because we just going to fuck all the time.’ You buried your face into your palms, making him chuckle.
‘It’s fine, until you don’t start to negotiate with me in the bed, I’m happy to satisfy your crazy desires any time.’
‘Deal, but you have to get rid of this assistant of yours. She is so into you, but this pretty cock of yours is only mine from now.’ You laughed, tracing your fingers on his already hard cock. He was so eager for you every time you met, you were surprised you never noticed he fall for you long ago.
‘Don’t worry, that pretty cock of mine is only interested in you.’ You laughed and let him to pull you in a slow, longing kiss, lifting himself from the couch to change places and hover above you.
‘Open your nice tights for me, baby doll. I know you are ready and wet again.’ He purred into your mouth lowering his hips and pressing himself to your clit. You obeyed and he was inside of you for the second time of this day. You knew that this was not the last time today that he was stretching your walls so delicately, bringing you to orgasm over and over again. The only difference was that now, that he gave you everything what he had to offer, he made love to you.
Pairing: WS!Bucky Barnes x Natasha Romanoff Word Count: 2.5k+ Warning: Smut, losing virginity, fear of getting raped, it’s pretty dark, bit of fluff in the end
Summary: In the Red Room it’s decided that, Natasha just turned to be old enough to sleep with a man. She tries to prepare for it both physically and mentally, but when she faces with the Winter Soldier itself she starts to worry.
A/N: Hey Guys! Here is a bit darker story from me. I’m not a huge fan of post Civil War WinterWidow, but I do love them together back in the Red Room. This story, (and maybe some more later) tries to picture those years of their lives. Natasha was a young girl, just old enough to sleep with men and Bucky was an insecure, confused, lost but kind man in his clean moments, and a master in the RR as the Winter Soldier.
There is no actual cruel rape in this story, but it’s not vanilla either. If you don’t like it, or can be triggered, or if you are under 18, please don’t read it, I don’t want to cause any harm. Thank you!
A fragile,
young woman was sitting on the bed, in the cold, bleak room. Her long read hair
was gently covering her shoulders, her green eyes was fixed on the door at the
opposite of her and her thighs were pressed tightly together. She was wearing a
pale grey robe which doesn’t covered her thighs entirely. She was tense,
listening to every noise she could hear, jumping a little when a door was
smashed in somewhere in the building. She knew what was going to happen to her,
she was prepared for it, well as much any girl can prepare for it. It’s better
if it happens here, in the Red Room first, under control, then out in the field,
they said. So, when she just turned old enough she knew it’s going to happen.
It can’t be worse than the surgery was and the healing after. Nothing can be
worse than that. She tried to calm her nerves with these thoughts.
The door
slowly opened, creaking and Natasha couldn’t ignore the growing fear in her
veins. Her heart was beating crazy, hands shaking, breathing heavy, until she
could see the man walking into the room.
‘James?’
She asked quietly when she noticed no one was escorting the soldier. He blinked
and maybe for a second he got confused, but the empty steel blue eyes weren’t
promising anything good. He couldn’t be fully triggered, not now, not for this
task. She knew that. They needed him to do the dirty job but they wanted her
alive and uninjured. Maybe he was whipped and now he was still recovering from
the shock and they used this mentally unstable state to make him come to her.
He was
standing in front of her, staring at her with an empty, cold look. Bucky was wearing black trousers, black
sleeveless shirt and no shoes. He moved and Natasha jumped on the bed. She was
afraid now. She knew him, he was one of her masters and instructors in the Red
Room, he trained her before, and sometimes when he had some clear moments they
got on well. No one knew, they had to hide it. However, instead of the usually
uncertain and calm man, James was, right now she had to face with the Winter
Soldier itself. The beautiful green eyes were full with fear and doubts, her
brain was desperately tried to figure out an escape from the situation, even if
she knew it was useless. James was far stronger and faster than she was, she
couldn’t win.
His flash
hand grabbed Natasha’s shoulder and pushed her against the bed while he kneeled
up to it. She was trembling, her eyes were filled with tears and the full lips
were shaking of fear.
‘James,
please-‘ She tried to catch his attention again, but he didn’t stopped. He held
her waists to lift her a bit and place her body to the middle of the bed. Bucky
crawled up, towering her, staring at the fragile woman under himself. Natasha’s
shaking hands were desperately holing her robe on her chest, trying to prevent
to get undressed. ‘James, it’s me, Natalia! Do you remember me?’ She whispered
still hoping that she could clear his head a little.
It didn’t
work. His metal fingers grabbed her wrists, holding them above her head,
escorted with a desperate cry while his flash hand opened the thin cloth on the
young woman’s body. She was beautiful, even in this state he could see that. He
groaned when his eyes were traveling down on her body, consuming every inch of
her. He let her hands go to strip himself a little. He got rid of his shirt
revealing the perfectly shaped muscles under it, and unzipped his trousers, to
free his cock. He wasn’t wearing boxers or shorts. It wasn’t necessary, the
clothes were mere formality, not to let him walk around naked or in a robe
alone. But he needed no clothes to fulfil his mission.
Natasha
gave a quick onceover to the man kneeling on the bed, following his hand as
they slid down the pants to his knees. She gulped and her hand twitched as she
realised what was she looking at that very moment. The Soldier’s skin was
perfectly healed, his body flawless, strong and muscular. She restrained
herself to actually look down at his cock, however, she could not ignore the
fact, that he was already hard. He must have been drugged. It would have been
impossible to him to get so hard, so easy in this state. Before she could
wonder any longer, he bent down, forcing her tights open with his knees and
holding her wrists above her head with his metal hand.
‘James,
James, it’s me, Natalia- Wake up, please!’ She begged with shaky voice and
trembling lips. Natasha knew it should have happened or both of them would have
been punished, but if she could bring back James, to be himself at least a
little bit. Maybe he would have been a bit more gentle, more careful to her.
She pressed
her lips together and closed her eyes preparing for the pain between her legs.
But it never come. Instead of it warm, soft lips pressed against the cold skin
of her neck. Her eyes shut wide open and a surprised whimper fall from her
lips. The full lips were moving down on her neck until they hit the line of her
sharp collarbone, then they turned back to reach her ear.
‘James?’
Her ask was a whisper. He didn’t answer, but hummed softly next to her ear.
‘Can you hear me?’ She asked with a shaky, desperate voice.
‘I won’t
ruin you, Natalia!’ This was his answer before opening his lips and placing
fast, open mouth kisses on her neck.
He spent
minutes with covering her body with tender kisses from her neck to her hips.
His metal hand released hers and the flash one slid down to her breasts. He was
stroking and massaging them, playing with the nipples, before returning to her
neck.
He didn’t
have much time and they both know that at least three guards are standing on
the hallway waiting for him. Also, he still wasn’t fully himself but Natasha’s
tears, scared voice and worried green eyes managed to clean his head a little.
He looked
her in the eye. It was a question and a warning at the same time. Nat nodded.
She remembered James telling her about this not too long ago. The entire
process and the usual outcome of it and how he never wanted her to end like the
other girls did. His only, brief suggestion was ‘Use your hands.’ and right now
he was asking her about it without a sound. She did her best to prepare herself,
even if she knew it wouldn’t be enough.
Her lips
got trapped between her teeth when she could feel two slender fingers circling
on her tights and around her core. She took a sharp intake of breath and tried
to relax her body. He was trying to help. She wasn’t dripping wet, moreover she
was barely wet enough for to Bucky slid two of his fingers inside of her. She
moaned, but the pain still didn’t come. The man’s fingers were tenderly moving
inside of her, causing an unusual, stretching yet tingling feeling in her
belly. She never particularly felt it when she did this to herself. The man
joined a third finger to stretch Natasha as much as he could before taking her.
It was only a couple of minutes but it was enough to make her a little more wet
and causing her moan calmly a couple of times.
He pulled
out his fingers and hovered above the young, fragile woman, looking her in the
eye. Bucky’s brows furrowed for a second before he pressed his lips against
Nat’s, at the same time when he pushed the tip of his cock to her hot core. She
moaned between his lips as he caught her by surprise, but didn’t try to
protest. She parted her lips to let James kiss her properly. He wasn’t
particularly sweet or tender, yet the kiss itself, the hot touch of their lips,
her skin against his was intoxicating. The older one couldn’t hold it any
longer and started to lower his hips, sliding into the tight, deep, soft body.
He could feel Natasha’s body twitch under his, and she bit his lips at that
moment when she was in pain, but it wasn’t longer than a mere second. James let
her lips go and gave her some time to get used to the feeling, the feeling of
him filling her, and stretching her walls a bit painfully. She didn’t dare to
look at the beginning but, she could feel him being thick and big, which caused
pain in her body, or more precisely an unpleasant stretching feeling.
He moaned
low when he thrusted for the first time. She felt good. This was the first time
to him to actually let himself realise how it was and feel anything. Her hands
sink into his hair and pulled his lips down to meet with hers. James’ movements
become deeper and faster as he wanted to end this a fast as possible, to cause
the smallest harm possible. His cock was throbbing and he couldn’t not realise
how alive he felt, and how clean his head become in seconds.
‘Natalia’
He moaned between her lips as they kept kissing, when his flash hand run across
her chest to cup her breasts. ‘Natalia’ Her name fell from his lips like a
prayer, as he got to the edge. He wanted her to know that he was there, that he
remembered, and his head was clear from the shock now, however it was clouded
by desire. Ha came in seconds, his body was shaking and he filled Natasha’s
with his warm cum. She whined in surprise and her grip tightened in the long,
dark brown hair.
He was
panting, trying to collect himself, staying still. When he opened his steel
blue eyes they met the concerned green ones. She was fighting with the
embarrassment of seeing him like this , moreover she was enjoying it. She was
enjoying watching him like this, feeling him inside of her, feeling him so
close to her, his whole body, his lips and his weight on her. She wasn’t even
close to cum, yet she liked this in a sick, weird way which scared her. James’
low voice pulled her back to reality.
‘I hope I
didn’t hurt you too bad!’ He said, voice filled with concern and he looked
between their bodies, where they were still connected.
‘No, not
too bad. It hurt, but it was far from the pain what I was told about.’ She
swallowed as her eyes were lingering on his red, wet lips.
‘Good.’ He
sighed and let his head fall between his shoulders. ‘Thank you for not giving
up on me! I would have never forgot myself if the Soldier had hurt you.’ He
shook his head and slowly pulled out of her. ‘Sorry!’ He whispered when he
could see her face winch, as he kneeled on the bed.
He pressed
his lips together when the blue eyes took in her figure, laying on her back,
legs spread and being so vulnerable.
‘You didn’t
bleed!’ He pointed out with a tiny bit of relive in his voice.
‘It wasn’t
that bad.’ Natasha sat up and pulled the robe around her body. ‘However, I
wouldn’t do it again right now.’ Her inside was still sore and burning. She
couldn’t resist the urge to look between the men’s legs. He was big, both long
ang thick. Maybe it was the serum he was treated with but maybe not- she shook
her head and looked up to the clear blue eyes.
James
didn’t say a thing, but tucked himself back into his pants, and pulled the
shirt over his head.
‘You should
go!’ Natasha said looking him in the eye.
‘You should
pretend you were tortured and in pain minutes ago!’ He told her quick before
opening the door and stepping out to the light.
Later, in
the night Natasha was preparing her bed to sleep, when she could hear someone
sneaking in to her room. She turned and instinctively attacked. A warm flash
hand caught her hand and shiny metal one did the same to her leg.
‘James?’
She asked with a concerned voice.
‘It’s me!
No one knows I’m here!’ He whispered before Natasha could have asked anything.
‘I’m sorry for what happened in the afternoon, but also- fuck.’ He cursed and
instead of words he pressed his lips against Natasha’s. She immediately kissed
back, pulling him closer, sliding her fingers into his hair. It was terribly
wrong and forbidden, but hell, it felt good and right. James’ arms were holding
her steady, caressing the small of her back.
‘We
shouldn’t do this.’ She pulled back and he shook his head.
‘I know.’
He nodded and leant his forehead to hers. He knew, he didn’t need to ask if she
felt the same way when they kissed. It was something different than with anyone
before. It was sweet, instinctive and intoxicant. ‘I want to make you-‘ He
blurred out and slid his hand on Natasha’s tights to finish his sentence
without words. He wasn’t good at talking.
‘Do you
want it again?’ She asked eyes wide a bit scared and surprised.
‘Sometime.’
He admitted turning his head to hid his embarrassment from her. ‘But not now. I
owe you.’ His voice was insecure and he only hoped that she will understand
what he wants.
Natasha
kissed him and slightly nodded. She held his wrists and pulled him on the bed,
letting him slide his flash hand on her body. She trusted him this time. It was
him, she knew it, and he wanted her, he wanted to make her feel good. It was
enough for Natasha to let him drive her and her body into pleasure she never
knew before.