Warnings: a lot of teasing, sexting, actual sex, penetration, masturbation (male, female), dirty talk
Summary: After you wake up with Bucky you decide to finish what the two of you have started last night. However, it takes a lot more time than you thought.
A/N: This is the part 2 of the story called Wrong Number. I didn’t go easy neither on the reader nor on Bucky. Enjoy!
The morning
come very fast, at least that was what you thought when you felt your body
waking up. Something was unusual. Your body felt more relaxed and warm than anytime
before. Maybe you felt warmer because of your pretty hot dream about Bucky.
Your whole body still got covered in goose bumps as the strangely vivid
pictures flooded your mind. When was he was holding you against the wall, as
his lips kissed you hungrily, and as his hands were helping you to move,
grinding against his throbbing cock. However, the intense warmth could mean
that it was real, that the whole thing was real and he was laying next to you
in the bed. Until now you were half asleep and now come to your senses fully.
Bucky was indeed next to you, he was holding you close to his body, your naked back
pressed against his bare chest, while holding you with one arm around your
waist.
You opened
your eyes, to come to the realization that it is not even your room, and it was
the moment when everything come to your mind. The dirty talk until you got
home, meeting him in the kitchen and getting off just by grinding yourself to
his clothed erection. Fuck. A deep inhale followed your thoughts as you
realised how badly you need him to finish what the two of you had started
yesterday. You wanted to see him naked, to feel his weight on yourself, and feel
him buried deep inside you. A shaky breath followed these thoughts, which was a
bit too loud and make Bucky tighten his hold around you and nuzzle your neck
with a content smile. You couldn’t resist the urge anymore to turn in his arms
and look at him. Oh, boy. The prettiest sight you have ever seen in your life. Bucky
Barnes, the terrifying assassin, was sleeping peacefully behind you, lips a bit
parted, his long hair covering part of his forehead and he was so god damn
beautiful. It was hard to beat the urge to lean to him and woke him up with a
kiss, at the end you settled with only sliding his hair out of the way.
The small,
fragile fingers on his skin woke him up. He instantly become aware of the fact
he is holding someone in his arms, and that this person is a woman due to the
size of her body and hands. He inhaled deeply while run his palms up and down
on your bare skin.
‘Hey,
doll.’ He smiled with closed eyes making your lips turn upwards too. When he
opened his eyes, you knew you were done for good. They were sleepy, but happy
and they were the clearest steel blue ones you have ever seen.
‘Morning,
Buck.’ You greeted him too with a warm smile. ‘How was your sleep?’
‘It was
nice and deep.’ He confessed, giving you a sincerely thankful look. The warm
palms slid onto your face to cup your cheeks as he leaned closer. ‘Is this
still okay, doll?’ His voice was rusty and unsure, his eyes searching for
yours.
‘Yes.’ You
nodded a little closing the gap between your lips. He hummed happily to the
soft touch on his lips, immediately parting them, kissing you gently, tasting
every inch on your lips before licking through your bottom lip and sliding his
tongue into your mouth. A weak whimper escaped your lips and you scooted closer
being pressed flush against his bare skin, hands roaming on his back and side,
holding him close. The kiss quickly got deep and passionate, leaving both of
you breathless, but it didn’t stop you from keep going. His hand travelled down
to your shoulder, turning you onto your back and at the same time he lifted
himself and laid on top of you. With a happy moan you greeted the freedom what
your hands gain. They sank into his dark locks pulling him even closer. He bit
your lips multiple times and sucked on them, enjoying their softness against
his. His mouth was red and glistering when you stopped, making you grin
contently.
‘Are we
getting to the hot topic already?’ You asked laughing a bit at his eagerness
compared to the last night when he was terribly and painfully patient.
‘Not
necessarily. It just feels good kissing you.’ He closed his eyes as his cheeks
turned into a slightly pink shade. ‘But first, maybe we should talk.’ He said
frowning.
‘That
always ruins the fun.’ You pouted and stared down to his chest instinctually.
‘Well, not
that much, but I want to know, if you are always such a good little sub, like
you were yesterday.’ His voice dropped a little bit, looking you in the eyes
seriously.
‘I don’t
know. I have never done that before.’ You shook your head. ‘But it felt good
and I trusted you.’ You blushed and turned your head to hide your face from his
intense gaze. Why the hell he wanted to talk on the first place? He was in his
underwear, between your legs, and he was pretty cautious about not to press his
lap to you, you were positive about that he was already or still rock hard from
the sleeping.
‘I’m glad.
Thank you.’ He smiled and pressed a kiss on your cheeks. ‘But did you enjoy
it?’ You nod and murmured a quiet yes. ‘Good, because you were such a good sub
to me baby doll I want to reward you.’ He purred into your ear before biting it
slightly. You couldn’t help the excited and surprised moan you made. Fuck, was
he such a dom to everyone and every time, or it was only for you?
‘Thank
you.’ You smiled and kissed the inside of his wrist next to your head.
‘I am not
gonna give you what you want immediately, you have to earn it. You have to earn
the feeling of my cock sliding inside of you, making you feel full and
stretched out around it.’ He spoke slowly again, just like yesterday night, making
you shiver. ‘But I will reward you with a lot of teasing as you enjoyed it so
much yesterday. However, it will be a bit more intense a bit longer and I
promise, that I will let you come more than once if you ask for it nicely.’
‘Bucky.’
You sighed your fingers sliding up on his side, feeling the defined muscles under
them.
Before he
could have said anything to your weak cry his phone started to buzz on his
night stand.
‘What the
hell?’ He looked annoyed to the direction of the buzzing, shaking his head, and
deciding to ignore it. ‘Sorry, I don’t know who is it, but I don’t really care
right now.’ She smiled at you, kissing you gently. The buzzing stopped and both
of you let out a relieved sight.
‘Sergeant
Barnes. You have and incoming message from Captain Rogers.’ He growled to the
voice of FRIDAY and rolled on his back, still holding you close. ‘Do you want
me to read it?’
‘Ah, yes.
Jesus, what does he want on Sunday morning?’
‘He wants
you to ‘pick up your damn phone, Barnes!’ This was his message. Have a nice
day, Sergeant.’ FRIDAY’s voice was echoing in your ears as Bucky reached out
and picked up his already ringing phone. He closed his eyes and counted until
three, before picking up.
‘Yes,
Steve?’ He still sounded bit annoyed, but it could have been his morning bad
mood too. ‘A briefing? Now?’ He answered to something what Steve said. ‘No, I
really can’t, I mean, it’s Sunday, Stevie.’ A quick pause was coming from his
side while Steve was talking. ‘Okay, okay.’ He rubbed his nose in annoyance. ‘I
know it’s important. I’ll be there in five.’ He hung up the phone tossing it to
the ground next to him, looking a bit upset.
‘Do you
have to go?’ You asked, but it was more of an encouragement to go and talk to
Steve than an actual question.
‘I’m so,
sorry, baby doll.’ He turned to you and pressed a light, tender kiss to your
lips. ‘I forgot about this meeting today, about the last mission where
something was off, so we need to discuss what we saw.’ He explained as he got
out of the bed, picking up one of the shirt’s which you threw away yesterday,
and walked to his wardrobe for some jeans.
‘It’s
alright. I need to train with Nat and Wanda wanted to do something too, so it’s
okay.’ You gave him a kind smile as you got out of his bed and glanced towards
your dress hesitantly. ‘I don’t know which one is worse. Wearing your clothes
and going to my room or wearing my dress from yesterday…’
‘You could
go naked too.’ Bucky grinned and winked at you, earning an unimpressed look
from you.
‘I could
but I won’t.’ You sighed tiredly and wiggled yourself back to the dress. Bucky
was standing next to you, waiting for you to get ready.
‘See you
later, doll.’ He pulled you closer by your waist, kissing you deeply, got
carried away by his desires. ‘Hopefully as soon as possible.’ He breathed onto
your lips, his eyes already dark by lust, undressing you with them again.
‘Yes.
Hurry, please!’ You asked tugging on his hair a bit, placing a little peck on
his lips.
‘I
promise.’ He laughed a bit before opening his door and letting you out. He
headed to the conference rooms and you did to your room.
You got out
of the dress immediately when you got your door closed, it still smelled like
alcohol and a bit of sweat and it was just dirty. You knew you had a shower
with Bucky yesterday, resulting your skin smelling entirely like him, which you
loved, but you knew Wanda or Nat would have noticed it.
You were
about to get into the hot water, when you realised you were still wearing your
com. You put it next to the sink with an evil grin. You were hoping that Bucky
was still wearing his too.
The shower
was fast, and you still had almost half an hour until meeting with Nat. You got
comfortable on your bed and turned on the little device in your ear, checking
Bucky’s on your laptop. It was in his ear. Great. After setting the right
channel, you started to speak.
‘I hope the
meeting is going on well.’ You chuckled, connecting your laptop with the
cameras in the room. ‘Now you get a taste from your own game, Sergeant.’ He
shifted in his seat a little, and you knew he could hear you. ‘I know you can’t
answer, but you can listen.’ You chuckled laying to your pillows, your hands
resting behind your head.
Bucky new
he was so screwed. The meeting seemed to be too long already, and Steve was
quite strict about leaving the room, or having a break, so most probably he had
to listen to you until you are finished. Good, he already come into his pants
once, he didn’t want to do so again. He wanted to come inside of you.
‘You know, I am pretty bored and alone,
because I have to meet with Nat only later on. So how about this time me
telling you what do I want to do to you?’
You could see him looking around concerned trying to find a way out but
knowing Steve and his meetings, he was trapped. ‘So, for starters, I want to strip you naked. I want to see you naked, because
you were so cruel yesterday and you were wearing those pants all the way. I
know you wore nothing in the shower, but you weren’t particularly, you know,
hard. I want to see you, Bucky, rock hard, leaking with precum desperate for
feeling my tight pussy around you.’
Your hands
slowly undid your bra and started to circle around your breasts, keeping your
eyes on his tensed figure on the monitor.
‘I want to hear you too. Want to hear your
moans when I wrap my mouth around your throbbing shaft, taking it all the way
in. God, you must taste amazing.’ You could see Bucky trying to palm
himself through his thick jeans and being unnoticed by the others. You started
to get why he enjoyed it so much yesterday. ‘Imagine my tongue licking slowly your tip, which must be so sensitive
by now. Imagine, how good it would feel touching it now, just lightly brushing
your thumb through it? Do you want me to touch you? Do you want to touch
yourself, while everyone is around you in the office?’ You voice sent shivers down to his belly,
trying his best not to moan in frustration.
‘Come on, Buck, I just got started.’ You laughed and licked you lips as
your hands travelled down, between your legs, touching the delicate skin on
your inner thighs. ‘I want to suck you so
bad, wrapping my hot, wet mouth around your cock, moving my head up and down, letting
it down into my throat until I gag a little on it. Would you like that?’ You
asked and almost laughed at his suffering expression on the monitor. You felt a
bit bad for, him. Yesterday at least you could moan and close your eyes and enjoy his voice, but now he should be
focusing, listening to Steve and Tony.
‘I’d suck you hard enjoying your weight on my tongue while I’d caress your
tight, heavy sacks with my hands, before pulling it into my mouth one by one.’ He
basically jumped in his seat, thank god, the others were watching a footage on
the screen and didn’t notice.
‘Oh, Bucky, I am so wet.’ You moaned into his ears through the com, when you
finger slid through your clothed core. ‘I
completely soaked through my panties. I wish you were here to remove them.’ A
little pout appeared on your lips, and you knew he could hear it when you made
a little noise with sliding the delicate fabric down on your legs. ‘God, I’m so silky and opened up for you, I
can slide two fingers in without any trouble.’ The loud groan you made were
too much with the sound of your fingers penetrating you for him, to keep quiet.
He moaned audibly and loudly, making everyone in the room pay attention to him.
‘This is terrible, what kind of a freak, planed this?’ He asked trying
to seem upset, but his pink cheeks and dilated pupils left some questions in
Steve. Everyone else just agreed calmly. Oh, if he ever lays his hands on you,
you gonna suffer and beg and he won’t let you come for hours for this.
‘Is it hard to keep your voice down, Sergeant?’ You asked innocently as you kept fingering
yourself, nice and slow. ‘Too bad,
because I love to hear your moans. My fingers are feeling so good inside of me,
Bucky, you should feel how wet I am, it’s dripping down on my butt.’ You
kept your movements going, one finger starting to circle your clit, and you
felt your orgasm building. ‘It feels so
good, fuck.’ You cried. ’I wish last
night you would have took me. Bending me over on the couch or the cupboard and
slid your pulsing, hard cock inside of me. I want to feel you so bad, I can imagine
how would your dick would feel in me, fucking me nice and deep.’ Your voice
come out as a purr, and he had to shift in his seat with a dragged breath. He
was afraid his teeth will crack because was clenching his jaw so hard. He could
hear that you were close and your fingers working on your sensitive delicacy,
and it made his painfully hard erection twitch in his pants. It was already
leaking with precum, soaking through his boxers, and in this moment he was glad
he was wearing jeans and not only sweatpants.
‘I’m close, Bucky, I’m so close,
do you want me to come? Do you want me to let myself come?’ He looked into
the camera which was at the opposite wall and nodded a little. You didn’t say
anything else just let yourself fall through the edge and let your cries and
his name leave your lips as sinfully as he had never heard before.
Bucky was particularly panting as he tried to keep his composure as much
as he could. His face was burning just as his whole body, and he was painfully
hard, aching in his pants, desperate for some relief, to finally empty himself inside
of you deep with force. Oh, yeah. He won’t be gentle with you, he is going to make
you scream and teach you to never ever mess with him like this ever again. Even
if it was risky and this made him love this game way more than his dignity let
him. He could hear your weak pants and sighs as you come down from your high,
and he imagined you splayed over on your bed, naked, your hand resting on your
glistering folds. You must have been beautiful.
He couldn’t hear anything for some seconds, maybe you turned off your
com?
‘Hey, I hope you enjoyed the
meeting. Now I have to meet with Nat, let’s talk later.’
He finally leaned back in his seat, however he had no clue what have
happened in the last minutes, but it was still Steve talking so, probably not
much.
You headed towards to the gym, where Natasha was waiting for you.
‘Hey, there! How are you feeling today?’ She asked with a smile and put
a mattress on the ground.
‘I’m good. A bit tired from yesterday.’ You admitted, however not the
party was what made you tired.
‘Me too, so how about some stretching and balance yoga today? I know
your hips could use some.’ She winked and throw and matt to you too.
‘My hips are in perfect state, thank you, for your question.’ You laid
on the ground next to her laughing. ‘But my legs could definitely use some
stretching.’ It wasn’t the thought of Bucky between your thighs pounding into
you, with your legs on his shoulders, which made you think about it, but you
really sit a lot lately, which didn’t help.
The calmness, the slow music and just the steady breathing the two of
you, soothed your nerves so much, and you were grateful for it. You both
listened to the instructions coming from the speakers and did the exercise quietly
and in a really nice synchro. You completely forgot what happened with Bucky it
was your breathing only and your sometimes aching muscles which filled your
mind. The routine was more than an hour long, and by the time you had almost
finished, you were nicely sore all over.
‘Nice view, doll! Before you start searching, and watching
behind the glass, you won’t be able to see me. But I am gonna have a pretty
nice view of your ass, and the curve of your pussy. You gave me a really hard time
during the meeting so, now I repay for you.’ You looked around carefully,
but the damn glass was dark as always. Why did Tony put it there anyway? No one
have ever used that room which was made for examining the others during training
without disturbing them. ‘That’s it,
doll. Open up, nice and wide.’ He instructed when you had to lay on your
back and open your legs in the air, balancing a yoga brick with your feet. ‘I imagine how it would be burry my face
between those thighs. Because I want to lick into your glistering pussy,
parting your folds with my tongue and fucking with you with it as deep as I
can. After that, I want to play with your clit, stroking and licking it, sucking
between my teeth, making you cry out with pleasure, and come all over on my
mouth.’ The movement you made required a lot of balance and focus, which
you almost lost hearing his words.
‘You should send away Nat, so I
could come in. I’d strip you naked bend you over one of the benches and fuck
you hard. Stroking your little clit, making you so over sensitive, so over
stimulated, so when I’d hit you g-spot, you would come instantly. Clenching
around me, milking my cock, every single drop of my cum would be coating your
walls.’ The noise he made was irresistible. You wanted to do what he said,
but it wasn’t possible. Natasha would figure it out in on time what was going
on.
‘Come on, doll. I know you want to
feel my hot, leaking tip pressed to your core, sliding through your clit over
and over, before sinking into you.’ Bucky purred into your ear, and thank
god this was the moment, when the audio stopped, and Nat looked at you.
‘Are you alright?’ She asked looking at your face, which seemed unusually
in pain and suffering.
‘No, I need to rest some more. Sorry.’ You mumbled as you got up and
headed to the door. ‘I’m sorry. I’m still not okay after the yesterday night.’
You excused yourself and rushed out of the gym. Bucky went after you, catching
you when you were around the meeting rooms.
‘Where are you running, doll?’ He asked, gently grabbing your arm, and
pulling you to his chest.
‘Somewhere private?’ You swallowed and turned to look into the steel
blue eyes.
‘Oh, come on!’ He grinned pulling you into the next room, closing the
door. ‘Do you want to do this in a bed? Having sweet, gentle vanilla sex with
me?’ He asked in disbelief, walking towards you. You didn’t answer just let him
guide you to the huge desk in the room and lift you a little to sit on it. ‘Put
your hands on the desk, baby girl, and don’t you dare to move them.’ He commanded,
and his low voice, sent a new flood of arousal into your pussy. ‘First the punishment
for making me so uncomfortable in the meeting.’ He bit your neck, his tongue
stroking the sensitive skin, while his hands went to his fly and freed his
cock.
‘Bucky.’ The sound you made with his name drove him mad, drops of precum
beading on his tip.
‘No, princess. Now it won’t work.’ His voice was serious yet warm and made
you melt like nothing else. He slowly undressed you, kissing your neck and
shoulders, his hands pinching your nipples and his teeth sinking into your thighs.
‘You will watch me, getting off, while just sitting there, all exposed for me.’
The blue eyes now seemingly were black, as he was talking. The black shirt,
covering his chest got thrown away, just as his other clothes. ‘You said you want
to see me naked. Now watch me!’ He laughed darkly, before sitting in a chair in
front of you
In that moment he
stopped talking and wrapped his fingers around his base, stroking his rock hard
cock slowly. He let out a quiet sigh keeping his eyes on you. You were so desperate,
you have imagined him jerking off so many times, but your imagination couldn’t
come up to what you just witnessed. His thumb gently massaged his tip and
coated it with his leaking precum. It was a sight you will never forget,
watching him stroking himself so precisely, sliding his hand up and down from
the base to the tip of his thick cock.
You let out a tiny
whimper when you felt you will just lose your composure and lunge yourself on
him, sliding him into his soaked core.
‘Can I touch you?
Please?’ You cried, hands shaking on the hard surface of the desk.
‘No.’
His hands pumped him faster, coating himself with the silky precum,
making his tip glistering and even more red. He was vocal, grunting and moaning
after every stroke, his eyes sometimes closing as he gave himself to his pleasure.
It was the cruellest torture you have ever witnessed. Bucky was sitting mere
inches from you, naked and pleasuring himself, yet you weren’t allowed to move.
‘Open your legs, a little, let me see, how wet you are for me.’ He looked you
in the eye, and you obliged. Pulling your heels to the edge of the desk, fully
exposing yourself for him. You already made a little pool made of your silk on
the desk.
‘Bucky, please!’ You begged, seemingly without any result, as he kept
his steady peace, stroking himself, his heavy length warpped in his metal hand
now. You were panting and shaking, jaw so tense it hurt, just as the throb
between your legs.
‘You can circle around your breasts. Nice and slow motions, doll!’ He
warned you after your too eager movements. It was a small relief but at least
it was something. ‘Now you can grope your tits, just the way you want tweaking
those beautiful nipples hard.’ He let out a breathy moan for the sight of you
playing with yourself. You pinched your nipple and let a needy cry fall from
your lips, looking him in the eye begging. ‘Fuck.’ He moaned and released his
cock immediately panting, closing his eyes shut to stop himself from falling
over the edge. ‘You are so gorgeous like this, doll.’ He let out a breathy moan
and stood up, to walk to you. He sighed and while stroking himself with his
metal arm, he guided his free hand down on your body between your legs, onto
your inner thighs. ‘Oh, God, look at yourself, so eager and dripping wet for
me!’ He purred and brought his fingers to his mouth cleaning them from your
silk, making a content hum after. You whined to the sight, your hands were shaking
on your body as you tried to prevent yourself from touching him. Oh, god, he
was driving you crazy. You could feel the heat radiating from his skin, acting
as a magnet pulling you towards him, which was too hard to resist.
His mouth was on yours in a second, his desires were clear and only fuelled
yours. He bit your lips, stroking your tongue with his when the kiss got sloppy
and fierce. Bucky was standing between your legs, aligned his velvety tip to
your entrance. You moaned between his lips.
‘You let me do this without a condom, doll?’ He asked because he needed
your permission, even when he was so desperate for finally feeling you. ‘I have
a condom, but…’
‘Do it!’ You blurred out and pulled him closer his chest being flush
against your breasts. You drove his flash hand to the little chip in your arm, it
was a birth control system. ‘I need to feel you!’ You begged, and it was all
what he needed.
Both of his hands went to your hips, keeping you steady as he slid into
you with one even motion. He bit your lip and you cried out. He was thick, stretching
you like no one before, but he didn’t give you time to get used to him. you were
wet enough. He started to move, and you were thankful for it. Your hands were holding
him like your life would have depended on it, as he had you with deep, rough
thrusts. To muffle his sounds he was biting down on your neck, on your
shoulders and collarbones, leaving red or purple marks in his trail.
‘You feel so good!’ You praised, your nails leaving long red marks on
his skin. ‘Harder, please!’ You cried. Bucky was nudging places in you which no
one have ever before, filling you totally, leaving a pleasurable burn around
your entrance.
He went harder, but the desk was too unstable, to hold against his strength.
‘Turn around, baby doll!’ He moaned into your ear, and slide out, helping
you to get on your shaky legs and bend over on the desk. A loud oh, erupted
from his lungs when he could feel your warmth around himself again. He was thrusting
hard, in this angle hitting your sweet, swollen spot repeatedly. You closed
your eyes when he bit your shoulder hard, trying to contain himself from spilling
inside of you, before you could have come.
He pulled you to the ground, as the desk really didn’t seem to be strong
enough to hold on any longer. He laid you on your back, legs on his shoulders
as he kneeled on the soft carpet.
‘Please, more, Bucky, please!’ It wasn’t really clear what are you
begging for but he seemed to understand and fastened his peace. You were
undone, a shaking screaming mess under him. In this angle his swollen tip
massaged your g-spot in a way it sent you to the edge immediately. You were on the
edge, back arching from the carpet, and when he bit your ankles and pinched your
clit at the same time you couldn’t help it. You come so hard, like never
before, pulsing around him, squishing his throbbing cock, making him come too.
He held you tight as his thrust got more sloppy and frantic when he reached his
climax, filling you with his warm cum. It was too much. The sensations and his
breathy moans as he come set of your second orgasm, making you violently shake
and cry out his name. It felt like a hot gush was soaking your groins even more,
making his movements and skin slippery. The second orgasm almost left you
unconscious. His long, lazy thrusts kept you awake before he put your legs
down, and laid on top of you. The two of you were resting like this for some
minutes, only your panting could be heard in the little room, which now seemed
a lot colder than some minutes before. Bucky’s body was still warm next to
yours, his eyes closed as he tried to collect himself.
‘Are you alright?’ He asked, and his voice was equally concerned and
rusty. ‘I mean, I wasn’t too rough, right?’
‘No.’ You shook your head. ‘I mean you were, but it was just fine.’ Warm
lips captured his when you leant in to kiss his worries away. ‘You made me squirt, Sergeant, which have never
happened to me before.’ Your voice was amused and still shaking from the
experience.
‘Was it?’ His eyes opened wide looking down where your bodies were still
joined. ‘Oh, god! I need to do that again!’ He whispered in shock before his
eyes traveling to the desk next to you. ‘I think we kind of ruined the table, but
Tony wants to redesign this area anyway.’ He made you laugh and pulled you to
his chest.
‘Well, you ruined me too, but I want you to do it again.’ You laughed
again, because you loved the little groan he made as you clenched around his half
hard cock which was still inside of you.
‘Alright, but how about first spending this evening with me, maybe having
a little dinner on the roof and some sweet, gentle sex.’ He asked looking you
in the eye seriously, his blue eyes filled with hope.
‘I’d love to.’ You kissed him lovingly. ‘But I hardly doubt we can have
gentle sex. More precisely I doubt I won’t beg for you to be rough and do it
hard, as soon as you will be inside of me again.’ Bucky grinned at your words.
You were so extra, but this was what he loved about you.
Getting dressed was a lot slower procedure than getting rid of the
clothes, but you didn’t mind. His sweet, adoring kisses before he made you wear
an other piece of clothing worth it. He wasn’t wearing underwear because he
rather used it to get you cleaned up. He tucked it into his fist before leaving
the room and walking back to yours this time. You fall on your bed and he used
the opportunity to crawl above you.
‘I thought, you have to go with Wanda somewhere.’ He whispered, playing
with your hair a little.
‘Me too, be I think she couldn’t take this much sexual frustration and
left with someone else.’ You sighed sleepily. ‘Talking about which, did you
really tortured me with watching you playing with yourself?’ You asked in disbelief
which made Bucky burst out laughing.
‘You started it, doll. You literally got off, moaning into my ears,
while I was in a damn meeting with Steve and Tony and Rhodey and all the other
very serious man. What do you think, how happy they would have been if I just
come into my pants because of you, or just stand up, saying, I really need to
fuck you right now, and leave. None of those were and option, and I had to keep
quiet, like totally, because you felt sexually adventurous.’ He whined with a
little pout, calling out all the charges against you.
‘At least, you couldn’t see me.’
‘Yes, and thank jesus, because god knows, I wouldn’t have the strength
to resist you. Doll, do you have any idea how long I wanted this? How long I
was longing for you, just watching you every day, and seeing you going out
every week, knowing that you will dance with other men, and maybe go home with
one of them. It killed me every time, and I felt happy every night when you
come home with the girls, I know it is selfish, but I did. So, yeah. It was
already really hard not to take advantage of the situation yesterday, when you
basically offered yourself to me so shamelessly.’ He blurred out with almost
one breath and for the first time of this day you were speechless, glancing up
to him, surprised and in love.
‘I never wanted to go home with anyone and it was hard every time not to
land in your room instead of mine.’ You confessed, and your heart was beating
so fast you knew he could feel it against his chest. ‘I wished you every night
to be there, to dance with me, to come home with me and do the filthiest things
to me.’
‘I think, we can put a check next to that on the list.’ He whispered
into your lips. ‘Dancing is not my thing, I’d rather give you the com again and
wait for you to come home, aroused and wet, letting me to do all the filthy
things I promised before.’
‘Agreed, it is kind of our thing now anyway.’ You laughed, before he
pulled you up from the bed.
‘Indeed. But now, let’s remove the coms and get something for dinner
because I’ll need the energies for the second round.’ Bucky grabbed your hand to
head to the kitchen and prepare something for your maybe a bit late, but very
first date.
Summary: You are out with Natasha and Wanda, feeling really lonely (horny) during the night and decide to send a text about it your friend. Too bad the mane Becky and Bucky is right next to each other in your phone.
Warnings: Dom!Bucky, dry humping, thigh riding, cursing, sweet, loving! Bucky, sexting, Bucky being a teasing little shit, Bucky being a dirty little shit too
A/N: Smut with some plot. Also, you are not dead drunk, just a bit tipsy, just enough to admit your feelings and desires to yourself.
‘I wanna fuck.’ This was the single text you sent
to Bucky instead of your friend Becky, which you haven’t even realized in the
rather drunk state you were in. Wanda pulled you up from the coach and led you
to the dance floor, where you completely forgot about the previously sent text.
After a few minutes you were catching your breath as you collapsed back onto
the couch and pulled out the phone from your pocket.
Natasha went to the bar to get another round of
cocktails while Wanda laid next to you, resting her head in your lap.
‘Shit!’ You cursed when you realized why did you got
some scandalous texts from Bucky. For your luck no one could hear it from the
loud music. Now you needed that drink as fast as possible. One of your hands
sunk into Wanda’s soft hair and started to massage her scalp. In the other one
there were your phone, letting your eyes run through the texts again.
‘You know where to find me.’ This was the first one, then it
kept going. ‘But you left with the girls.
😦 ‘
You laughed a bit imagining his pouting little face
when he wrote it.
‘We are heading home soon. ;)’
‘So, you want me to wait for
you?’ Bucky’s
reply was immediate, and you basically could hear his voice in your ears
reading the text. You bit your lips and smiled mischievously.
‘Is it going to worth it?’
‘I can tell you what I’ll do to you and
then you can decide.’
‘Tell me!’ Your response was fast and eager,
pressing your tights together in anticipation. You were so touch starved and
longing for some relief by others than your own hands. You were waiting for his
response, but nothing happened. Nat finally got back with the drinks and you
started to sip it immediately.
‘Wow, someone is very thirsty.’ Nat laughed, making
Wanda get up and take her own drink.
‘Thirsty for some men.’ The younger women added with a
light giggle looking at you innocently. You blushed and one thing popped into
you mind, Bucky. His strong body pressed against yours, his hands all over on
you, lips kissing you hungrily.
‘Or one particular, judging by her face.’ Nat added,
sipping her drink. ‘Whom are you fantasizing about, sweetheart?’ She asked
and in this moment, you were just praying for Wanda not using her powers to get
the answer. You were too drunk to block her if she tried.
‘There is no one.’ You lied at the very second when
your phone started to buzz.
‘If you get home in time I will wait for
you and maybe accidentally meet you in the common areas. I know you are wearing
a dress, so I’m gonna remove your panties first making you all helpless and exposed
for me.’
You gulped and clenched your tights, trying to turn
back your attention to the girls.
‘Oh, come on, (Y/N). There must be someone!’ Wanda
laughed.
‘There is always someone!’ Nat agreed. ‘Is it
someone we know?’ She asked, and your brain responded immediately, making you
feel Bucky’s hot lips on your neck and his warmth all around you. Fuck.
‘No, I’m telling you, there is no one.’
‘Then I’m not gonna let you go to your
room. No, doll. I’m gonna push you against the wall kissing you slowly,
enjoying how eager you are, how much you are fighting for more. But I’m not
gonna give it to you yet.’
You moaned and bit on your tongue not to be too loud.
He is going to make you fall apart even before you could get home. The phone
next to you buzzed, and you were so glad that the girls couldn’t see it.
‘To make you suffer more, I’m not gonna
wear anything but my sweatpants, and I’m going to hold your hands above your
hear, denying you to touch me until you become a whimpering mess under me.’
‘Then we should go and find someone for you, because
you are frustrated, girl, I can feel it.’ Wanda winked at you and you agreed.
You were desperate for getting some of the frustration out of your body
somehow, so you got up, but Nat got your wrist.
‘But come with me first!’ She pulled you to the
toilets, and it just gave you the opportunity, to answer to Bucky. You closed
the door behind you and pulled out the phone.
‘You are killing me! But please keep
going!’ You typed fast
and your eyes were glued to the screen in your hands. ‘I’m going to dance, I’m gonna read later!’ You wrote to him, as you could hear
someone knocking on the door.
‘Put in your comms, I know you have
them!’ You did
what he asked for and, in that moment, you knew you were so fucked. Bucky’s deep
voice was in your head immediately, purring the sweetest words into your ear.
‘You don’t have to answer, doll, just
listen, okay?’ You
nodded to yourself and left the restroom with Natasha and headed towards to the
dance floor where Wanda was waiting for you. The beat was loud and sometimes
shaking the air even in your lungs, but you didn’t mind. Bucky was driving you
mad and you were so helpless, just listening to him.
‘Fuck, doll! I want to see you right now.
Swaying that beautiful body of yours, letting your eyes close and the music to
drive your movements. Do you know what I’d do if I was there? I would take you
right there and then. Lifting your little dress, pulling your panties to the
side and slide into you. Oh, fuck, you must feel amazing!’ He moaned into your ear, making your
legs shake and a loud moan escape from your lips. ‘So, you like it, doll, don’t you?’ He asked, because he could hear you of
course which you forgot about for a second. ‘I’d hold you close, flush against my chest
while trusting into you slowly, dragging those pretty sounds out of you. No one
would hear it from the music, and no one would notice what I would be doing to
you. I’d bring you to orgasm slowly, making you oh, so overstimulated. You
barely could stand on your legs, but I’d hold you securely, doll.’ You groaned loudly, and you felt that
you won’t be able to take it for too long. You needed to get home and find
Bucky to let him having his way with you. Fuck you have never thought he has
such a dirty mind. The sweet, quiet, observing Bucky, now making you undone
with his voice only. You loved him, or liked him, or had a crush on him,
which you admitted even to yourself a couple of days ago. You liked him being around,
sometimes just observing sometimes having some really nice, long conversation
with him. He was nice, smart and so caring towards the people he liked, and if
it wouldn’t be enough he was very handsome and good looking too. Oh, who do you
want to full, the guy looked like a sex demon in his good days.
You didn’t notice when the girls pulled you out of the
crowd and called a cab. The only thing you noticed was the slight panting in
Bucky’s voice as he kept talking to you. You tried to keep quiet, not to shift
in your sear with every second.
‘Are you wet now, doll? You must be judging
by your previous moans. I want you to soak your panties baby doll, to leave a
wet spot when I pull you in my lap. I want you to make a mess on my pants as
you ride my tights.’ Bucky
groaned into your ears and you imagined as he palmed himself through his pants.
He was right, you were soaked, dripping wet, you could feel the damp fabric
covering your core.
The taxi ride was quiet, making it even harder for
you, but the girls were resting, texting on their phones, and this let you sink
back into your fantasies.
‘I have no idea how I’m going to stop
myself from fucking you against the wall or into the mattress when you arrive
home, doll. I know you will be gorgeous and drunk, even if just a tiny bit it
always makes you giggly and even louder than normally. Are you loud in the
bedroom too? Are you going to moan and beg and whimper for me when I’m touching
your body with my hands and lips? Are you going to be vocal when I’ll slide
into you, into that pulsing, aching, tight pussy, huh? It drives me crazy that
I can’t hear anything bur your laboured breathing and occasional sighs. Please,
come home, I need you to be right here!’ His voice was between an beg and a command.
‘Thank you, we are here!’ Natasha said to the driver,
who pulled over, and you turned to Wanda.
‘We are home.’ She sent you a questioning look,
because she could see it, but it wasn’t really addressed to her. You wanted
Bucky to know. Wanda didn’t question your comment as you were a bit drunk and
you just wanted good, so she got out of the cab, walking into the tower with you
and Nat. Bucky went quiet, and you just hoped that it meant that he left his
room to come and meet you.
‘Good night, girls!’ You waved. ‘I’ll go and get
some food and water for the night. ‘You explained as you headed to the
kitchen.
‘I can’t eat right now, so good night!’ Natasha
groaned and went to her room sliding her hand on her already aching head.
‘And I guess, you don’t want any company.’ Wanda
winked. ‘He is already in the kitchen.’ She added showing you a knowing smile
and followed Nat to the rooms.
You stood there for a second a bit shocked, but than
her last sentence hit your alcohol flooded brain. It took you a second to get
to the kitchen, finding Bucky there.
‘Hey, doll!’ He greeted you as he pushed himself from
the wall starting to walk to you just like a predator. ‘Did you have fun?’
He asked towering over you and kept walking until your back hit the wall next
to the kitchen counters.
‘The party was alright.’ You looked up to him
innocently, noticing that he indeed was wearing his sweatpants only. Your hands
lift to touch his soft skin, but just before you could have reached him, metal
fingers got curled around your wrists.
‘Now, now, doll. No touching, do you remember?’ He
purred and pushed your hands above your head. ‘And what else did I
promise? Something about your panties, right?’ He asked looking you in the eye,
pupils lust blown and wide.
‘Right.’ You sighed weakly, your whole body craving
his. A whimper escaped your lips when his flash hand slid up on your thighs
until it reached your core.
‘God, you really are drenched, doll.’ He praised
quietly. Gently pushing his fingertips to your folds through your
panties. ‘I have never had anyone this wet. You liked our little game this
much?’ He asked in an amused tone, lips tracing along your jaw. You nodded and
desperately tried to reach his lips. ‘Talk to me, little girl!’
‘I did. I need you, Bucky, please!’ You begged and
leaned as close as you could.
‘I know.’ He giggled and placed a feather light kiss
on the corner of your lips, making you cry out in need.
‘Bucky!’ You whined making a desperate attempt to pull
out your hands from his grip. He smirked and hoovered his lips above yours,
never touching them. The long fingers hooked into your panties yanking it down
on your thighs, letting it fall on the floor.
‘Tell me, baby doll, is it a good move to send me
texts like that? Telling me you want to fuck, hn?’ He purred into your ear,
making you gasp and giggle at the same time.
‘I wanted to send it to Becky but I’m glad I accidentally
clicked on Bucky.’ You whispered laughing a bit.
‘Becky sounds like a girl.’ He said narrowing his eyes
suspiciously. ‘So, you prefer girls over me, doll?’
‘No.’ You snapped, then corrected yourself. ‘I
like girls too, but I wanted to tell her I want to fuck you. I need you to take
me.’
‘So, you do want me?’ He asked voice a bit insecure,
but still dripping with need. ‘Me, and not some quick fuck, with any
random person.’
You nodded and looked into the beautiful blue
eyes. ‘Yes, for quite some time now.’
He pressed his body to yours again, lifting your hands
above your head. ‘I believe you, but I’m not gonna sleep with you, not
tonight.’ He chuckled darkly at the desperate sound you made. ‘Take it as
a punishment, baby doll!’ He purred and leaned in painfully close to your
mouth. ‘However, it doesn’t mean we can’t have some fun.’ He
grinned. ‘Do you think you were the only one who got turned on by that
game? ’As an answer he pressed his hard on to your body.
There was no more place for talking. His mouth covered
yours, making you whimper into the kiss. It was slow on purpose. His lips
gently touched yours tasting the alcohol and the orange juice on them. Kissing
you, oh so, tenderly, when the only thing you were longing for was him being
rough and kissing the soul out of you. You tried to bit his lower lip and jerk
your hands to set them free and grab him by the back of his neck and kiss him
deeply, but he didn’t give you the chance. Bucky slowly deepened the kiss and
let his tongue stroke yours still unbearably slow, making you moan into his mouth
in anticipation. He grinned against your mouth to your failed attempts of
gaining control.
‘Do you think I’ll let you get any control so easily?
Without earning it?’ He mumbled into your lips, cutting your hopes for getting
what you want at all. ‘You are beautiful, you know that, right?’ He
purred, giving you a once over and sliding his flash hand in the valley of your
breasts. He moved closer, pushing his knee between yours until his thigh got
pressed tightly against your core. ‘Don’t you dare to rock your hips, baby
doll.’ He warned you one hand still holding yours and the other cupping your
breasts.
He slowly started to grind against your swollen clit,
giving you the friction you were craving for. ‘Does it feel good?’
You couldn’t answer between the small moans and cries
that escaped your lips. It did feel good. He was moving his leg in painfully
slow motions giving you just barely enough pleasure. A loud cry fall from your
lips when your mind was about to give up and rock against his thigh.
‘Do you need more, baby doll?’ His voice was low and
husky against your ear while he was speaking, and his tongue was hot and wet
against it. You whimpered, closing your eyes and letting your head fall back
and hit the wall.
‘Yes.’ You mumbled weakly, giving up all the
resistance and only focusing on the small friction on your clit. He bit your
ear lobe before speaking.
‘Good girl.’ He smirked. ‘I’m gonna let your hands
go, but you still can’t touch me until I let you. Do you understand?’ You
nodded and looked him in the eye praying for him to finally do something with
you. You never new you can be a this good, tamed sub, but it made you weak
when he called you a good girl with that soft, low voice of his.
He let your hands go, slowly brought the almost numb
limbs to your side and gently started to rub them to increase your blood flow.
He leaned in to kiss you, but this time you could feel his tongue right after
you felt his lips, it slid into your mouth to find yours. He moaned into the
kiss when you kissed him back, with the same passion and longing. The flash and
metal hands quickly started to work on your bra and removed it under your
dress, pushing the fabric down on your shoulders, setting your breasts
free.
He cupped them with both hands making you whimper as
he rolled your nipples between his fingers, never breaking the kiss. It got
sloppy and only teeth and tongue, as you couldn’t keep your moans down when he
silently let you rock your hips against his thigh.
He pulled back a little, just to give enough space to
look at you. ‘Fuck.’ He growled, and his gaze fall onto his hands on your
tits. ‘I want to fucking bend you over the dining table and slide my cock
into that needy pussy of yours.’
‘Do it, please.’ You mewled, nails scratching the wall
as somehow your tipsy mind managed to keep them from his body.
‘No. I need you to be sober.’ He shook his head and at
the same time he pulled back his leg, with a clearly visible wet patch on it,
to stand securely on both of his legs and pick you up easily. You shut
your eyes wide open, immediately protesting for the loss of his
thigh. ‘Hold yourself with your hands, princess.’ He commanded gently and
let you wrap your legs around his waist.
‘Bucky.’ His name fell from your lips like a prayer.
He was hard and throbbing and even hotter than on the other parts of his body.
Bucky gave you a smug little smile before walking to the living room and
settling on the couch.
‘You were so good to me, princess, keeping your hands
from me all the way. You deserve to be rewarded.’ He purred, both hands sliding
onto your ass making you move back and forth in his lap slowly. ‘That’s
it, baby doll.’ A small grin appeared on his lips when you closed your eyes and
gave in to the sensation. You were slowly grinding to his clothed cock, and he
was sure, both of you are going to make a mess. He wanted more than some dry
humping on the couch in the living room, but he needed you to be fully sober,
even this was too much, but he couldn’t help it. As you were moving, his pants
were grinding to his swollen tip, and the wetness creeping through the fabric
made him leak with pre-cum.
You pulled him into a frantic, needy, hot kiss,
whimpering just when you could feel his wet lips on yours. You speed up, and he
helped you with his flash hand on your hips. The metal one circled around your
nipples, making them hard in seconds. He didn’t want to look but it was
impossible to resist. The darkened blue gaze fell on your bouncing breasts in
front of him, making his lips dry in an instant. Without thinking he sucked one
of the hard peaks into his hot mouth, circling around with his wet tongue,
pulling out some loud cries from you.
‘Bucky!’ Your voice was warning, insecure and dripping
with pleasure. ‘Can I come?’ You asked, because you wanted, needed his
permission after everything else.
‘Look at me!’
You opened your eyes looking right into his lust blown
eyes, seeing his pink lips and flushed cheeks too. ‘You are such a good
girl, you asked.’ He praised with breathy moans, because he was dangerously
close too, but he wanted to prolong your edge a little. You were there, he
could tell by the sounds you made and the way you were gripping his shoulders,
eyes begging for relief. You were beautiful like that. ‘Come for me, baby
doll. Come all over on my pants… Fuck.’ He grunted as he almost fell over just
by the sight of you, grinding so eagerly to his rock hard erection. He stopped
thrusting up against you, pinching a nipple with his metal digits, leaning to
your ears. ‘Come, baby doll, come hard grinding on my throbbing cock, let
that needy, swollen, little clit pulse, with pleasure.’ He purred into your ear
and it was more than enough to make you climax.
‘I’m coming, I’m c… Fuck, Bucky!’ You cried
breathlessly as the pleasure took your body and made you arch your back and dig
your nails into his bare shoulders. He had no idea how, but you managed to keep
your eyes locked with his and it set him off like nothing else. His body tensed
and shook as the orgasm washed through his veins, his cock throbbing
desperately, as his balls tightened, and he spilled his load into his pants.
It took some time for the both of you to come down
from your highs and rest in each other’s arms in a blissful state. You lift
your head first from his shoulder and pressed your lips to his without opening
your eyes. ‘We should get cleaned up.’ You mumbled into the pink lips and
Bucky nodded in agreement. You got up, noticing the wet mess in his lap, which
soaked through his pants both from the outside and the inside. He woke up,
giving an unimpressed look to his groin, before the blue, eyes drifted to
you.
You were tucking your breasts back to your dress and
went to get back your lingerie. You followed him to his room without thinking,
holding his right hand and let him lead you without questions. He let you
occupy the bathroom first, but you silently protested, and pulled him in too.
He undid his pants and pulled the dress through your head, throwing it on the
floor. You caught his hand and pulled him into the shower too. It was nice,
warm, his body felt amazing against yours as the hot water were running down on
your skin. Bucky quietly washed you, spending a bit more time with the cleaning
of your breasts and ass, making both of you giggle. It was a slow process and
none of you felt like talking. You washed him after, starting with his broad
back, enjoying the hot, defined muscles under your touch. Your lips turned into
a gentle smile when he turned back to you and your sloppy fingers spread the
gel on his abs too. Bucky’s fingers lift your chin, and when you looked him in
the eye they were as blue as you remembered in contrast with what you saw a
couple of minutes ago. The movement was instant and instinctual when you raised
to your tiptoes and captured his lips in a gentle kiss. He sighed slowly as
your body got pressed against his, your soft breasts pressing to his chest, and
finally he could hold you in his arms. The time seemed to be frozen, it was
just you and him, skin against skin, lips caressing each other as the water was
running, filling the room with some noise.
None of you had any idea how much time you spent in
the shower, sharing millions of gentle touches and kisses. When you go out he
handed you a soft towel to dry yourself.
‘Can I have something to sleep in?’ You asked him,
making his eyes lit up with happiness.
‘Sure!’ He smiled and went back to his room, to bring
you a shirt and one of his boxers. He didn’t really believe you wanted to stay
until that very moment. He liked you for a while now, and wanted to make a move
or ask you out, but your text kind of changed his plans.
You both climbed into his bed, face to face, his hand
on your waist, legs tangled together. ‘You know I’m not drunk anymore,
right?’ You whispered caressing his soft locks. ‘You know I’m here because
I want to be with you?’
‘I only dare to hope it.’ His answer was honest, but
full of hope.
‘I won’t regret this in the morning, Buck. I won’t wake
up and leave you or feel terrible.’ You breathed a tender kiss on his
lips. ‘Most probably I’ll wake up wet and aroused, wanting you to finish
what we started.’
‘Oh, doll.’ His lips were on yours, pulling you close,
already looking forward to the morning more than anything ever. His desire
quickly trickled through his lips, leaving you hot, shaking in anticipation.
The shirt both of you just put on quickly got removed and thrown away. You
needed to feel the other one, as close and real as possible. The passionate
kiss lasted long. Bucky’s soft lips got swollen again from your bites and
sucking on it but he never minded. He was happy, even if it was a result of
your mistake. You were here with him led by your own now seemingly sober will.
‘We should sleep, doll.’ He giggled stroking a long
lock away from your face.
‘Yes. it’s very late.’ You laughed. ‘Good night,
then.’ It was one last kiss and your laughter which lulled both of you asleep
in a second. He was holding you tight, inhaling your scent deeply, burying his
face into your hair. He was happy and so were you. Sending him that text was
the best mistake of your life.
Skinny!Steve is hell cold in their shared apartmant and keeps refusing Bucky’s offers to join him in the bed.
‘Steve,
please, get in here!’ Bucky said a bit louder these words for the thousands
time at that night. Even if it was night and complete calmness and silence in
their apartment he wasn’t sure his friend could hear it at the first five
times.
‘No, Buck, I’m all good, go to sleep!’ Steve replied
from the living room, his voice clearly shaking from the cold. Bucky shook his
head and fall back on the mattress with a loud annoyed sigh. He would sleep, he
really would but he couldn’t until Steve was laying on the couch clearly and
loudly shaking by the terrible cold.
‘Please, Steve! You are wearing two sweaters and you
are still cold, come in here!’ The brunette’s voice was calm and patient in
contrast with his feelings. He was so done with Steve’s stubbornness for that
day. He got no reply, so he kept talking. ‘Steve, if you are not coming in
I will go out and carry you to the bed, I swear!’ He tried, but still didn’t
get any answer, the only thing he could hear was Steve’s teeth clenching
together as he was shaking.
‘I can fight you, Buck! Don’t think you are stronger just
because you are the taller one!’ The blond man replied with clear resistance
and seemingly ready to fight.
‘Please, I’d love to sleep, but I can’t until you are
freezing, it’s too loud, Stevie!’ Bucky laughed and got out of the bed. He
hissed a little when his feet touched the icy cold ground. ‘We can’t
afford buying medicines tomorrow, because you caught a cold!’ He said gently
and sat on a cushion next to the couch.
‘What are you doing?’ Steve asked a bit startled and
lift his head from the couch.
‘I’m gonna sit here with you until you finally come to
the bed. I’m even going to sleep here if you insist on staying.’ He announced
with a similarly stubborn tone.
‘You are the worst! Why do you care so much?’ Steve
snorted turning to his back and staring at the cracked ceiling. ‘You gonna
catch a cold, Bucky!’
‘Not if you come to the bed!’ He claimed and rest his
forehead on his forearms which hugged his knees tightly. It really was cold, he
just hoped that he could convince Steve like this. After a few minutes he
started shaking as well, even if he tried to pull his knees as close to himself
as he could.
His ears caught a little shuffling noise, and he could
feel Steve standing next to him.
‘So, are you coming?’ He mumbled as his footsteps lead
to Bucky’s bedroom. The brunette’s lips curled up a little before he got up and
crawled into the bed too. He laid behind Steve not touching him but close
enough to make him a bit warmer.
In a few minutes Steve let out a content sigh as the
heat radiating from Bucky quickly warmed his frozen limbs. With both of them
under the blankets made it feel definitely warmer and more comfortable. Bucky
was fast asleep, he could hear his deep steady breathing behind him. Easy for
him he hadn’t felt this weird tingly, chest pressing, exciting feeling which
made his toes curl in joy.
Finally, he could fall asleep listening to the steady
breathing of his friend and the warmth surrounding his body. He automatically
scooted closer to Bucky in his sleep pressing his back to his wide chest.
Strong arms got wrapped around his fragile waist as the brunette pulled him
closer burying his nose to the cork of Steve’s neck and deeply inhaled the
familiar scent of his.
It felt nice and natural to sleep like this, wrapped
around each other, Bucky curling up to Steve’s back protectively, trying to
prevent him from being cold. They stayed like this during the whole night, it
was only the morning, left Bucky surprised when he woke up with Steve’s blond
locks blocking his view on his chest. He didn’t move first, he wanted to enjoy
this moment for a little, feeling the soft skin under his fingers and the slow
breathing against his side. Than he tilted his head to place a long, gentle
kiss on the messy blond hair. Maybe one day he can tell him. Maybe one day he
can tell Steve, maybe one day he will sleep in his bed voluntarily and maybe then
they can wake up like this every day, holding each other tight and safe.
Warnings: Fluff, fluff, sweet Stucky fluff, light mentions of smut
Summary: Finally, after a hundred years Steve and Bucky can go to their first official date. But how does it end?
Word count: 3.5+K
What
happened yesterday was much more of a surprise to Steve than to Bucky. The
dark-haired man already knew he won’t be able to resist the urge in his body
for too long, after letting Steve close. It was just a matter of a time when
his body will win over his mind and let himself sink deep into the pleasure he
was longing for so long.
It was a
surprise for Steve for sure. Not that he mind it, no, quite the opposite. He
was beyond happiness. He knew all the torture Hydra put Bucky through left its
mark just as in his soul as on his body. Therefore, he was extremely cautious,
and never really dared to believe that this day will come, when he can think
about themselves as a couple again. However, they were treated as one from the
very beginning by T’challa and everyone else, they never really acted like one.
It wasn’t the sex, or let’s say almost sex what was changing his feelings. It
was more the kiss and Bucky. He was less distant and less passive. At the
beginning he never really started any kind of a touch between the two of them.
Now, sometimes he was sitting in the garden, when an arm got wrapped around his
waist and he could feel Bucky’s stubble tickling his neck as he pressed his
face to the cork of Steve’s neck. Sometimes he was having a breakfast and got
interrupted by a sleepy, needy Bucky, sitting into his lap kissing him
passionately. Some nights he also felt
Bucky crawl closer to him press his forehead to his back or shoulder, making
himself feel safe. It was some kind of a miracle to him which he never expected
to happen.
Every time
they went on a walk Bucky was holding his hand, not being bothered by the
curious looks they got along the way. He was happy holding Steve’s hand which
he never could do publicly before. Back before the war it would have been
unacceptable, but now, mostly here in Wakanda, it was more than fine. Their
love was an opened secret since they arrived here. It wasn’t hard to figure it
out what was going on while the doctors were working on Bucky’s arm and Steve
was like a mad lion, walking back and forth in front of the emergency room.
Also after the surgery when Bucky got better, he never left his side, they were
inseparable, wherever Bucky was Steve was there too. Later when Bucky went in
the ice, Steve spent hours day by day sitting next to him, drawing and
occasionally talking to him. It was heart breaking. Just as the scene when he
woke up, after the doctors figured out how to heal him. He was laying on a bed
in the hospital, and Steve was standing next to him. Bucky slowly opened his
eyes, and tried to take in everything what he saw, however it wasn’t easy. His
vision was blurry, and his brain worked too slow. The only thing he was certain
about that Steve was standing on his right, even if he couldn’t see him
properly. His hand went automatically to the warm ones next to him, not letting
it go during the whole procedure, what the doctors had to do after waking him
up. Even after hours, when Bucky’s hand got a lot warmer, it was still linked
to Steve’s. Since that moment Bucky was certain about the fact that the best
feeling on this Erath is Steve’s fingers interlocked with his. So, as their
past, secret relationship wasn’t secret anymore, they didn’t have to hide it.
They were
just happy. T’challa and Wakanda gave them the time and the place to
regenerate, to rehabilitate and the find each other again. The last one went
pretty slow, but by now it made a huge progress.
After what
happened the other day in the morning they felt a lot more confident. Now,
Steve was drawing on the couch when Bucky walked to him finishing his lunch. They
were silent for a long time, then most probably Bucky got enough of the waiting
and rest his head on Steves shoulder. Not long after the turned his head and
kissed alongside Steve’s neck and jaw, trying to get to other man’s attention.
He was pretty successful, and one thing lead to another.
Steve’s
sketch book was laying on the ground and they were laying on the couch. Draped
over each other, breathing uneven, cheeks flushed, bodies shaking by pleasure.
After it ended Steve enjoyed the soft touch of Bucky’s skin under his fingers,
as he drew random circles on his flesh shoulder and his broad back. They stayed
like this for a while. It was calm and comforting. Just listening to each
other’s hear beat, feeling each other’s breathing, the warmth of their body and
the softness of their skin. It had a certain pace in it, as Bucky was stroking
Steve’s neck, breathing even, sometimes humming in content when the long
fingers brushed through his long locks.
‘Bucky!’
Steve started quietly, running his hand down on his lover’s spine. The answer
was not more than a sleepy ‘hm’, and a deep sigh from Bucky. ‘Would you like to
go on a date with me?’ Steve asked uncertainly, however he knew he had nothing
to afraid of, yet he was nervous.
Bucky lift
his hand to look in the blue eyes, which were waiting for his answer. The red
lips turned into a happy smile, and the steel blue eyes got filled with love
and excitement.
‘I’d love
to!’ He laughed, still looking Steve in the eye, smiling even wider and
happier. ‘Finally, just the two of us!’ He added, earning a laugh from Steve
too, who was, so relieved by the answer, that couldn’t really pay attention to
the comment. Bucky noticed it, shaking his head a little. ‘You were really
doubting, if I’m gonna say yes?’ He asked curiously and a bit mocking.
‘I never
could ask you out before… also I have never asked anyone out before. So, it
wasn’t that easy, even if I knew that probably you won’t say no.’ He explained,
earning a soft kiss from Bucky.
‘Don’t
worry, I seems you pretty much stuck with me now, and now that it can be just
the two of us, I don’t have to get additional girls for the date either.’ Bucky
remembered in a nostalgic voice. ‘So,
I’m happy to go with you, only with you.’ He smiled, placing another, longer,
deeper kiss on the red lips in front of him. Steve hummed happily, and greeted
the warm lips eagerly.
‘I wasn’t
thinking about anything big.’ He broke the kiss, speaking a little hesitant.
‘Just you and me, maybe go to the zoo, eat something, walk around…’ He lifted
his gaze to meet the steel blue ones, which were, oh, so excited. ‘But if you
want, we can go on a dinner, and drink champagne and…’ He couldn’t finish
because Bucky made him mute with a kiss.
‘The first
option sounds perfect. The last thing I want to do is ruin some hell expensive
suit because of my arm.’ He lifted his metal limb, pouting slightly. ‘Also, I’d
feel bad ruining your suit too…’ He added and for a second a cheeky grin
appeared on his lips.
‘Mine?’ The
blond man asked raising his brows, and biting his bottom lip.
‘Yeah. You
know, I have the strength to restrain myself from rip off all your clothes and
make love to you, if you wear something casual, but with a suit. Maybe we
wouldn’t even get to the restaurant.’ He laughed, honestly amazed Steve by his
sincere words.
‘You, you
want to do this to me?’ He asked in disbelief.
‘Yes, it’s
just, I don’t really dare to do so. I’m afraid, I’ll get carried away and hurt
you, or hold you too strong with this arm, and I couldn’t forget it to myself.’
He whispered, looking down, to hide his face from Steve.
‘You don’t
have to! I don’t expect you to do anything what you don’t feel okay with.
Alright? This date, if at the end we just come home, you kiss me and say you
had a good time, I’ll be happy. I’m not doing this because I expect you to
sleep with me in return, okay?’ Steve asked, sliding his fingers under the
stubbled chin to lift Bucky’s head, and made his look him in the eye. Bucky
nod, and smiled a little, before speaking again.
‘You
shouldn’t be so surprised I want to sleep with you. It wouldn’t be the first
time, and you are gorgeous, and we are alive and… and I love you!’ He mumbled
the last word, before popping up on his elbows shifting between Steve’s legs.
‘I want you, Steve. I just need to be sure I won’t hurt you.’ He whispered,
enjoying the firm massage on his ass as Steve’s hands lowered, cupping the
round butt. ‘And I’m hard again, fuck, this serum is too good.’ He groaned
which made Steve laugh.
‘Yes, it
really gives us stamina in every aspect.’ He admitted, pulling Bucky into a
slow, passionate kiss. Their lips were caressing each other, biting on the
other’s bottom lips, sucking it gently while their hands found their way to
their throbbing cock.
It was fast
this time. Fast and passionate.
‘Let’s have
a shower?’ Bucky suggested looking down on their bodies, making a disgusted
face.
‘Yeah.’
Steve agreed, slowly getting up from the couch, heading to the bathroom.
In a couple
of minutes, they were ready to go. Steve offered his hand to Bucky, who happily
accepted it.
The way to
the zoo was short, they didn’t really meet with anyone. They got in really
fast, and it was just amazing. It was like a big jungle. There weren’t really
cages. The harmless birds and monkeys and little animals were running around
freely, while the most dangerous ones usually were separated by water or, an
artificial hill, which they couldn’t climb on. But there were no cages.
They were
walking around enjoying the peace, and the beautiful nature which surrounded
them. They occasionally got lost in each other, but only when they were alone,
and no one could see them.
‘Look at
this one!’ Bucky laughed pointing to a koala. ‘I’m so envy.’ He pouted, while
walking towards the peacefully sleeping animal. He was standing there adoring
the, fluffy, grey animal for a while, waiting for it to move, or do something
but the only thig happening was Steve, wrapping his arm around Bucky’s waist
and standing behind him.
‘Not the
most exciting animal I have ever seen.’ Steve whispered, as many signs were
there, asking for quiet. He turned his head to look at Bucky’s face. He was
calm, patiently observing the koala. A little smile was playing on his lips,
and his steel blue eyes lit up as the animal moved a little, opening its eyes,
before going back to sleep.
‘Let’s go,
it will never really do anything.’ Bucky laughed turning to Steve, who was lost
in admiring him. ‘Are you…’ He couldn’t finish because the soft, gentle lips on
his mouth. He hummed into the kiss, parting his lips, to kiss Steve properly.
‘Yeah,
let’s go.’ They left and started to walk around searching for a more exciting
animal.
‘There is a
monkey on your back pack!’ Steve told Bucky, before bursting out laughing, at
the terrified expression on his boyfriend’s face. ‘It’s just a little monkey,
Buck. It won’t eat you.’ He laughed more when Bucky tried to turn to see the
little monkey. It took a second until it crawled to the broad shoulder,
curiously looking at the shiny metal plates at the end of Bucky’s hand.
‘No, no,
little buddy, you really don’t want that!’ The brown haired man shook his head,
but it was too late. The monkey crawled down to his fingers, tapping and
sniffing them. Bucky lift his arm, bringing the little guy to his eye level.
‘Steve, what is this animal doing?’ He asked half way into panicking and
halfway to laughing.
‘I guess,
it likes how shiny your fingers are. But wait, I’ll try and get it.’ Steve
tried to comfort Bucky, and walked to him offering his arm to the monkey. The
little guy crawled onto it, happily walking to his neck changing sides, and
going on the other arm.
‘Thank
you!’ Bucky sighed in relieve, before looking back to Steve, who had three
monkeys on his arms and head. ‘I guess he likes you.’
‘Yeah, they
are very friendly and soft.’ Steve laughed, lifting his hand to pet the head of
one of the monkeys. ‘Maybe I should be careful, the sign says they bite.’ He
wondered, still petting the little animals, a huge grin appearing on his lips.
Now it was Bucky’s turn to get lost in admiring Steve. He was just so amazing,
and kind, and caring. He felt so lucky, to have him back in his life. He sighed
before sitting on a bench where he could still see Steve and a white tiger in
the background too.
After the
monkeys left and started to play with each other Steve joined to Bucky, sitting
close to him, sliding one palm on his tight.
‘Thank you,
Steve!’ Bucky said, with a little smile on his lips, turning to his friend,
leaning his head onto his shoulder.
Steve
didn’t answer, just rest his head on Bucky’s bringing one arm around his
shoulders. They stayed like this for a while, enjoying the view, breathing in
the fresh air, listening to the birds and the river close to them. Wakanda was
the peace and all the wonders of the word in itself.
‘Look! They
are feeding the elephants, there! Do you want to see?’ He asked excited and
turned his head to Bucky, who nodded and stood up to head to the elephants.
‘They are
huge! Oh, my God!’ He laughed when they got closer and closer. ‘Amazing!’ The
brunette sighed looking up to the huge animal, standing right next to him. He knew
they were big in every sense of the word, but he has never been so close to
one.
‘Here!’
Steve handed him some carrots which he got from one of the guides of the zoo.
He reached out holding the food in front of the elephant, waiting for it to notice.
It didn’t take too long until it reached out and put it into his mouth. Steve gave
him the second carrot too, and slowly touched his palm to the thick skin of the
animal. ‘Feed him, Buck!’ He encouraged Bucky, who was completely overwhelmed
about the sight in front of him.
He lifted
his arm and offered the carrot to the elephant. In a second both of his carrots
were gone, leaving his palm a bit wet, but he didn’t care. He reached out too
to pet the huge animal, feeling it’s thick, rough skin under his. It was more
than unbelievable and amusing. It felt odd to be so small and to feel so
vulnerable next to something. He was a tall man, not particularly from the thin
type, therefore he rarely felt himself small next to anyone or anything. He
waned to admire this wonder of the word, but something interrupted him.
‘Are you
making photos of me?’ Bucky’s voice was surprised as he turned and faced Steve’s
phone.
‘Do you have
a problem with it?’ Steve asked back, raising a brow, putting an arm around
Bucky who took a step backwards from the elephant. ‘You are beautiful, and I want
to remember to it. I can never know when will you disappear from my life again,
and now I have the assets for make as many memories as I can.’ He explained,
still holding his boyfriend’s shoulder as they walked back into the forest.
‘I’m not
going anywhere, I have already told you. So, you can see my sorry ass every day
in the rest of our life.’ He laughed, bringing his hand to Steve’s, holding the
long fingers with his.
‘I wish I
could see it right now! You do have a perfect ass! Even before the war you had
this gorgeous, perfect body. I still kind of blame it for falling for you.’ He
laughed quietly, stopping and turning a bit to face Bucky, resting his hands on
his cheeks.
‘You sound
like a stupid teenage boy, who is in love.’ Bucky complained smiling, but let
his arms rest against Steve’s back and hips.
‘Maybe because
I am in love, punk!’ Their lips slightly brushed against each other before
meeting in a gentle, loving kiss. ‘And it feels so damn good to say it out loud
finally!’ He added leaning back to the plump lips once again for a more
passionate kiss.
‘Yes, it
does! Also, kissing you in public is something insane, I have never dared to
believe that this day will come. I was more than tired with the hiding and
denying in the ‘40s. Fuck, I love you so much, and I want everyone to know, and
I don’t care about their opinion.’ The brown-haired man pulled his lover back
by his collar to a rough, short kiss.
‘Now you
sound like a teenage boy in love.’ Steve laughed, making Bucky’s eyes lit up
and his cheeks turn a bit red.
‘Because I
am in love too, and I just have the best date ever!’ He laughed still a bit
blushing, holding Steve’s hand as they walked towards the exit.
The blond man didn’t say anything, just lightly squished the warm palm in his. The walk to home was quite short and quiet, both of them sunk into their thoughts.
‘I’m starving!’ Bucky complained and fall into the huge bed.
‘And you are intending to eat the bed?’ Steve mocked him while got rid of his shirt to put on something more comfortable. ‘What?’ He stopped mid motion as he fel the intense gaze of the steel blue eyes.
‘I was thinking, we could eat in the bed.’ Bucky licked his lips.’I mean I could definitely have you as a snack or an aperitif.’ He breathed heavily trailing his eyes on Steve’s figure. ‘Than we can have dinner, I could have bite on that perfect little ass of yours. After this would come the dessert, sucking on your pretty cock like some sweet stick.’ He explained with voice low, it going into the very details, amusing Steve, who was standing still, deeply blushing, with his creativity and kinkiness.
‘I’ll get you a sandwich!’ He said fast still being under the effect of the previous little monologue as he opened the door to leave the room.
‘Come on, Steve! It wasn’t that bad! You want this, admit it!’ The brunette yelled after him, but he got no answer. ‘He enjoyed it.’ Bucky huffed a little turning to his back covering his eyes with his hands.
When Steve was back he was asleep. Breathing deeply, even. His long, brown locks were splayed out on the pillows giving him an unusually soft look. Steve put down the little tray he was carrying before sitting on the bed. Ha was quietly admiring Bucky, thanking to God a million times that he led back his lover to him. However it still seemed unbelievable, that he was there in his bed, alive, sleeping calmly. It was hard to believe that it is real, that he is real. Steve reached out to touch his cheek which was slightly blushed as he was sleeping. He knew he will wake his boyfriend but he couldn’t resist. His fingertips lightly gazed through the soft skin, the light stubble and the pink lips, which opened up a little placing a gentle kiss on his digits.
‘Hey sleepy head!’ He smiled, looking down to the cloudy blue eyes.
‘Oh, hey. Sorry, I fall asleep. I didn’t mean to.’ As Bucky sat up his lips immediately met with Steve’s.
‘It’s alright. I brought you something to fulfill your weird desires and to close out first date in a little more fancy way.’ He explained turning his head to the bottle of champagne, bowl of strawberries and some cream on the tray. Bucky’s face lit up and turned his head for another happy kiss.
‘Good! Let’s start with the cream!’ He clapped his hands, but instead he grabbed the two glasses and some strawberries handing them to Steve. ‘To our first official date!’ He raised his glass earning a laugh from Steve, lifting his glass too.
‘To all the happy moments we shared together! He said and touched his glass to Bucky’s.
The bowl of strawberry was long gone by the time they finished the half of the bottle, thanks to Bucky. He loved to put them into Steve’s mouth and bite the half of it starting some heavy make out sessions. The champagne was gone fast after when there was less distraction. By the time it was gone they were laying on the bed, wrapped in each other’s arms, their shirts were already on the gorund. Eyes gazing on their beautiful bodies, nicely built muscles and red lips from the long kisses.
‘It’s time to strip, Stevie!’’ Bucky mumbled before pulling a sticky line on Steve’s lips with the cream, cleaning it with his lips and tongue. ‘I need to know how does the cream taste on your pretty cock… for science!’
It is still hard for Bucky to trust himself, but he is getting better and better, letting Steve close. After sharing their second first kiss, some things get changed and they start to actually act like a couple, sharing a lot of lovely and passionate moments together.
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.
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 Bucky licking his lips amused after the third orgasm he could pull out of your body in a row after edging you for half an hour.
‘Did you know that your taste changes after every orgasm of yours?’ He asked cleaning of his fingers with his tongue and humming in content. ‘First it was sweet, very sweet, than a bit salty, and now you just taste like heaven, doll. So, sweet and delicious.’ He purred before pulling your half asleep body to his chest and covering you with the blanket. ‘Sleep now, doll, I am proud of you.’
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