Wrong Number Part. 2

The morning after

Pairing: Dom!Bucky Barnes x Reader

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.

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Wrong number

Pairing: dom!Bucky Barnes x reader

Word count: 4.2k+

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.

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