Bucky – He’s old school. You’re flat on your back, gripping the sheets tight or his hair as he does his best work. Occasionally he looks up with a smile.
Lance – I think Lance is a 69 kind of guy, he just loves the simultaneous feeling of both of you cumming at the same time. Whether it’s in bed or up against the wall when he likes a challenge, he’s got a masterful tongue.
Carter – He likes to kneel in front of you, and it’s usually because you’re against the wall of his penthouse.
Jefferson – Hmmm..definitely on the bed with your legs draped over his shoulders. Your fingers through his curls.
Chase – He’s a face sitting kind of guy. He loves the feeling of you sitting on his face.
Hal – Hal I think likes to disappear under sheets and tables and just about anywhere to get you off
Chris – He also likes you on your back but his hands wander to every single inch of you
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.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers Word Count: 2.2k Warning: Language, fluff, panic attacks, baby, angst, light mentions of sex
Summary: During a mission Bucky finds something in a burning building and he just can’t leave it there. A few days later he realises that, against all the odds he can’t let her taken away from him. She needs him, or someone to protect her, she is just a baby hunted by Hydra after all.
A/N: Hey everyone! So, I just had this idea that, how about making Bucky and Steve a Dad, and honestly I loved it. They have no idea about it, and it is not easy at all, doesn’t fit with their jobs either and maybe it won’t even happen at the end, but it was just too sweet! It’s going to be a mini series and I hope you will like it!
Bucky was
running out of the building, which was collapsing and burning now. He was in
too deep; therefore it took him the more time to get out. He was running
through an apartment, ripping out the front door, when somehow even through the
terrible noises, his ears caught a desperate sound. He wasn’t even thinking,
just turned and entered the room on his left.
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.
You were tossing and turning in your bed in the last few hours because the little girl in your belly was way too active. It was the last month, the last week, more over the last days of your pregnancy. Your baby girl was kicking and moving around in your now huge belly, not letting you a moment of sleep. You hissed when she kicked again, making Bucky turn and reach out for you. He was moaning quietly when he couldn’t hold you as you were sitting, resting your back to the headband of your bed.
‘Doll, whats wrong?’ He asked quietly, slowly sliding his palm up on your tights to your tummy.
‘Your daughter wants to fight herself out of my belly.’ You moaned impatiently. Your hands were on your baby bump, desperately trying to calm your daughter to get some sleep finally.
‘I’m sorry, doll.’ Bucky sit up pulling you to his arms, kissing the top of your head. ‘I never thought that the serum will affect my children too.’ He sighed pulling you even closer.
‘It’s not that. It’s just… I’m very very pregnant now, Buck. Look at me!’ You pointed to your huge belly, looking him in the eye. ‘I just want her to be born finally. I can’t sleep, I can’t eat properly, I can’t go anywhere… It’s just enough for now.’ He kissed your forehead trying to comfort you. He understood why you were upset, even if he didn’t feel what you did, and he didn’t carry a baby on his own body. He agreed with you a hundred percent. He could see you being sleep deprived, tired and sore all over and he also knew that you were extremely impatient about seeing your baby finally. He was waiting for it too.
‘I know, but it’s just a few more days.’ He whispered, slowly sliding his flesh hand on you belly and the metal one to your forehead and cheeks. You sighed and relaxed in his arms as the cold metal immediately helped with your headache.
You could feel your baby scooting closer to the place where Bucky’s hand touched your bump. She did this every time when Bucky touched your belly with his warm hand. It comforted her too. You stayed like this for a few minutes when your daughter probably fall asleep and let you rest. The cold metal against your skin eased the pain in your head and your body got more and more relaxed in your husband’s arms. He slowly lift you a little to make you lay down, leaning to his side while he was laying on his back. He didn’t turn you to your side because he remembered that Ana somehow didn’t like it, and woke you up immediately. So, he just let you lean to him a little, but you were still laying on your back.
‘You are doing great, doll! God, if you knew how do I feel right now.’ He whispered into the darkness. ‘I always thought you are beautiful, but now… Now you are carrying my baby, our baby and you are even more beautiful and I’m so, so proud of you. It makes you the most amazing, strongest woman on the planet for me, and I promise if our daughter will be here with us, I’ll do anything to help you and make it easier for you.’ He promised pulling you closer and placing a gentle kiss on your lips. ‘I love you, both of you.’
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