Warnings: Sub/Dom relationship, oral, (male receiving), fingering (male receiving), rimming, Sub!Bucky, mentions of sex and fingering (female receiving), cuffed hands
Word count: 1.5k
Summary: Your bf decides to give you all the control above his body, and you reward him for being so good to you.
A/N: I was in the need of some Sub!Bucky, that’s it. It’s not the conventional Sub!Bucky x Dom!Reader type of a fic.
So, you knew your boyfriend for now, and you also knew
that he was bi, and he had a past with other man. There was nothing wrong with
that, more over. He was a lot more sexually open than your previous lovers.
Experimenting was something you both loved to do. Which was just happening at
the moment. He rarely gave you so much control, but this time you earned it.
This time Bucky voluntarily gave up all the control he had before and let you
have your way with him. He trusted you, you knew what he liked and how he liked
it. Of course, you had safe words, but you rarely used it.
Right now, Bucky was kneeling on the side of your
shared bed, hands cuffed together and to the headboard. He was blindfolded and
the only thing what he was wearing was the black cock ring at his base. He was
already worked up, shaking by unsatisfied desire, his thick cock leaking with
pre-cum, small whimpers falling from his lips, his delicate skin hot and
glistering by a thin layer of sweat.
‘Doll, I can’t take it anymore! Please, let me come!’
He begged with a shaky voice, trying to listen, and figure out where you could
be.
‘You know, baby boy, the thing is, that I think you
can.’ You chuckled and kneel next to him. ‘I only denied you three times,
and you did what to me the last time?’ You asked while your hands were tracing
the back of his thighs. ‘You were edging me for twenty minutes and denied
me seven times, so I think it’s going to okay.’ You grinned at his desperate
whine. ‘But to be honest, you look so good like this, Buck. God, you know,
there is a thin line of pre-cum from your tip to the floor, and I really want
to lick it, but I am afraid you will misbehave and come into my mouth.‘ You
lowered yourself, peppering small kisses onto his side and hipbones, making his
cock twitch. The tip was already a bit red from the intense teasing, however
the lack of blood flow gave it an entirely different colour.
‘I won’t come, I promise!’ Bucky whispered as he
fought the urge to buck his hips forward.
‘Are you sure?’ You asked with a low voice, your lip
gazing through the soft skin on his shaft.
‘Yes.’ Bucky whispered breathless and cried out in the
next second, when your playful tongue licked through the head of his dick
humming in approval.
‘You taste so good.’ Your lips got wrapped around his
tip and slowly let himself into your throat, before starting to suck him
tenderly, paying a lot of attention to his tip.
Bucky new this game, and he wanted to come so bad, and
it felt like he would fall over immediately, but the ring didn’t let him. He knew
he was left in the agonising pleasure, his sensitive member trapped between
your skilful, warm lips until he started to shake and cry out with pleasure.
That was the moment when you let him fall from your mouth with a loud pop, and
he needed a good minute to gain back his composure.
‘You are so good to me, Bucky! I think you deserve a
reward. Would you like to get a reward for being so good and not blowing your
load into your mouth?’ You asked while you kissed up on his body, on his
trembling side, and strong shoulders.
‘Yes, please, Ma’am!’ He moaned, hands clutching the
sheets as you kissed the back of his neck and kneel between his legs, opening
them a little. Your fingers were caressing the bottom of his ass, sometimes
getting dangerously close to his heavy, tight, sacks.
‘So, if I remember correctly you love oral, but not
only on your cock, but even on your butt, on your tight little hole. Am I
right?’
‘Yes!’ He snapped immediately with a hoping
tone. ‘Yes, Ma’am!’
‘How would you feel, if I’d give you that. Some
rimming, hn? You would love that, don’t you?’ Your voice was a bit muffled, as
you kissed his other shoulders, your fingers massaging the thin bridge between
his sack and hole.
He didn’t answer, he couldn’t. But the needy,
desperate moan falling from his plump lips was enough for you.
‘Bend over on the bed, and let me see this perfect
ass, sweetheart.’ You commanded quietly, and gave him space, for lift himself
onto his knees and lay his stomach and torso onto the silky sheets.
Now his round ass was at the same level than your face
if you sit on your heels, which you did, and after a few slow bites on his
muscular thighs you reached his butt, and parted his ass cheeks. Without a word
you kissed along them, up to the end of his spine, then back down to reach the
tight muscle rings.
First it was nothing more than a quick lick with the
tip of your tongue, which already made Bucky whimper and shiver in
anticipation. After, it was your whole tongue and mouth, working slow circles
on his muscle rings. Your hands held him tight, however you knew it was more of
his focus on not to rock his hips than your strength that kept him in his
place. You were working on him for slow minutes, bringing him right to the
edge, then back off a little, biting his tight ass, peppering his lower back
with kisses, than you went back. The sound he made every time you returned was
something you could never got enough, it was between a mewl and a cry of
pleasure. You knew he loved it, but you also knew it wasn’t just enough to make
him come. You could feel him open up more and relax so much, you could easily
slide just the tip of your tongue into his body, making him tremble and arch
his back.
‘Doll, please, something more, I need more!’ He begged,
and this was the moment when he lost it and started to rub his leaking cock to
the bed sheets.
‘Already?’ You asked in disbelief and lowered yourself
back to your heels. ‘Get on the bed then sweetheart, on your back.’ You
purred and removed the silk which was covering his eyes. He did what you asked
for and lift his hips when you picked up a pillow. You loved the look in his
eyes. It was getting used to the dim lights in the room, but his pupils were
blown by desire, his gaze begging you for touch him again. He breathed in soft
pants, his pink lips were parted, and you barely could resist the urge to kiss
him.
Instead you settled between his legs, moving them up
to his chest, making him exposed for you. You coated your fingers in lube
before pushing two into his hot body. He tensed and gripped onto your fingers
immediately with a satisfied moan. He was turned on enough to take both of your
fingers with ease. You started to pump, eyes traveling on his body. He was gorgeous,
and you never could get enough of him. He was groaning loudly chasing his
release.
‘The ring, doll, please. Let me come, please!’ He
begged between his breathy moans and you were merciful this time. You removed
the ring, which he thanked with a loud relived groan. You took his leaking,
throbbing cock into your hands and slowly started to pump your fist around it,
in perfect sync with the fingers moving inside of you. You felt his body
tensing and his muscles gripping you even more, when you brushed your fingers
around his prostate.
‘Come, Bucky! Come hard, baby boy!’ You encouraged
him, as you pushed down on his sensitive spot and tightened your grip around
him. He cried out and arched his back, pulling hard on the handcuffs, as he
finally fell over the edge, his pleasure washing over his body so intensely, he
couldn’t hear or sense anything else. His cock twitched in your hand and his
cum covered his heaving chest and tight abs, in thick spurts. Bucky was
shivering even after it finished, and just the last waves of his intense
pleasure was covering his body. He let his legs slid down from his chest and
moaned quietly as you removed your fingers.
He was even more beautiful like this. Arms above his
head, his long locks splayed on your pillow his body relaxed and calmed,
finally relieved from the previous torture. He was breathing calmly and didn’t
even notice when you got up to get a warm towel. His sleepy blue eyes only got
opened when you stared to clean his skin and he felt the warm wet cloth rubbing
against his chest.
‘Come here, doll!’ He gestured tiredly to you with his
still cuffed hands. ‘It was amazing!’ Bucky smiled, and you pressed a
gentle kiss on his lips.
‘I’m glad you liked it.’ You said and laid on your
back seductively biting your lips.
‘Give me five minutes princess, and I will show you
how thankful I am.’ He purred and kissed you deeply, his hands already parting
your soaked folds.
Warnings: a lot of teasing, sexting, actual sex, penetration, masturbation (male, female), dirty talk
Summary: After you wake up with Bucky you decide to finish what the two of you have started last night. However, it takes a lot more time than you thought.
A/N: This is the part 2 of the story called Wrong Number. I didn’t go easy neither on the reader nor on Bucky. Enjoy!
The morning
come very fast, at least that was what you thought when you felt your body
waking up. Something was unusual. Your body felt more relaxed and warm than anytime
before. Maybe you felt warmer because of your pretty hot dream about Bucky.
Your whole body still got covered in goose bumps as the strangely vivid
pictures flooded your mind. When was he was holding you against the wall, as
his lips kissed you hungrily, and as his hands were helping you to move,
grinding against his throbbing cock. However, the intense warmth could mean
that it was real, that the whole thing was real and he was laying next to you
in the bed. Until now you were half asleep and now come to your senses fully.
Bucky was indeed next to you, he was holding you close to his body, your naked back
pressed against his bare chest, while holding you with one arm around your
waist.
You opened
your eyes, to come to the realization that it is not even your room, and it was
the moment when everything come to your mind. The dirty talk until you got
home, meeting him in the kitchen and getting off just by grinding yourself to
his clothed erection. Fuck. A deep inhale followed your thoughts as you
realised how badly you need him to finish what the two of you had started
yesterday. You wanted to see him naked, to feel his weight on yourself, and feel
him buried deep inside you. A shaky breath followed these thoughts, which was a
bit too loud and make Bucky tighten his hold around you and nuzzle your neck
with a content smile. You couldn’t resist the urge anymore to turn in his arms
and look at him. Oh, boy. The prettiest sight you have ever seen in your life. Bucky
Barnes, the terrifying assassin, was sleeping peacefully behind you, lips a bit
parted, his long hair covering part of his forehead and he was so god damn
beautiful. It was hard to beat the urge to lean to him and woke him up with a
kiss, at the end you settled with only sliding his hair out of the way.
The small,
fragile fingers on his skin woke him up. He instantly become aware of the fact
he is holding someone in his arms, and that this person is a woman due to the
size of her body and hands. He inhaled deeply while run his palms up and down
on your bare skin.
‘Hey,
doll.’ He smiled with closed eyes making your lips turn upwards too. When he
opened his eyes, you knew you were done for good. They were sleepy, but happy
and they were the clearest steel blue ones you have ever seen.
‘Morning,
Buck.’ You greeted him too with a warm smile. ‘How was your sleep?’
‘It was
nice and deep.’ He confessed, giving you a sincerely thankful look. The warm
palms slid onto your face to cup your cheeks as he leaned closer. ‘Is this
still okay, doll?’ His voice was rusty and unsure, his eyes searching for
yours.
‘Yes.’ You
nodded a little closing the gap between your lips. He hummed happily to the
soft touch on his lips, immediately parting them, kissing you gently, tasting
every inch on your lips before licking through your bottom lip and sliding his
tongue into your mouth. A weak whimper escaped your lips and you scooted closer
being pressed flush against his bare skin, hands roaming on his back and side,
holding him close. The kiss quickly got deep and passionate, leaving both of
you breathless, but it didn’t stop you from keep going. His hand travelled down
to your shoulder, turning you onto your back and at the same time he lifted
himself and laid on top of you. With a happy moan you greeted the freedom what
your hands gain. They sank into his dark locks pulling him even closer. He bit
your lips multiple times and sucked on them, enjoying their softness against
his. His mouth was red and glistering when you stopped, making you grin
contently.
‘Are we
getting to the hot topic already?’ You asked laughing a bit at his eagerness
compared to the last night when he was terribly and painfully patient.
‘Not
necessarily. It just feels good kissing you.’ He closed his eyes as his cheeks
turned into a slightly pink shade. ‘But first, maybe we should talk.’ He said
frowning.
‘That
always ruins the fun.’ You pouted and stared down to his chest instinctually.
‘Well, not
that much, but I want to know, if you are always such a good little sub, like
you were yesterday.’ His voice dropped a little bit, looking you in the eyes
seriously.
‘I don’t
know. I have never done that before.’ You shook your head. ‘But it felt good
and I trusted you.’ You blushed and turned your head to hide your face from his
intense gaze. Why the hell he wanted to talk on the first place? He was in his
underwear, between your legs, and he was pretty cautious about not to press his
lap to you, you were positive about that he was already or still rock hard from
the sleeping.
‘I’m glad.
Thank you.’ He smiled and pressed a kiss on your cheeks. ‘But did you enjoy
it?’ You nod and murmured a quiet yes. ‘Good, because you were such a good sub
to me baby doll I want to reward you.’ He purred into your ear before biting it
slightly. You couldn’t help the excited and surprised moan you made. Fuck, was
he such a dom to everyone and every time, or it was only for you?
‘Thank
you.’ You smiled and kissed the inside of his wrist next to your head.
‘I am not
gonna give you what you want immediately, you have to earn it. You have to earn
the feeling of my cock sliding inside of you, making you feel full and
stretched out around it.’ He spoke slowly again, just like yesterday night, making
you shiver. ‘But I will reward you with a lot of teasing as you enjoyed it so
much yesterday. However, it will be a bit more intense a bit longer and I
promise, that I will let you come more than once if you ask for it nicely.’
‘Bucky.’
You sighed your fingers sliding up on his side, feeling the defined muscles under
them.
Before he
could have said anything to your weak cry his phone started to buzz on his
night stand.
‘What the
hell?’ He looked annoyed to the direction of the buzzing, shaking his head, and
deciding to ignore it. ‘Sorry, I don’t know who is it, but I don’t really care
right now.’ She smiled at you, kissing you gently. The buzzing stopped and both
of you let out a relieved sight.
‘Sergeant
Barnes. You have and incoming message from Captain Rogers.’ He growled to the
voice of FRIDAY and rolled on his back, still holding you close. ‘Do you want
me to read it?’
‘Ah, yes.
Jesus, what does he want on Sunday morning?’
‘He wants
you to ‘pick up your damn phone, Barnes!’ This was his message. Have a nice
day, Sergeant.’ FRIDAY’s voice was echoing in your ears as Bucky reached out
and picked up his already ringing phone. He closed his eyes and counted until
three, before picking up.
‘Yes,
Steve?’ He still sounded bit annoyed, but it could have been his morning bad
mood too. ‘A briefing? Now?’ He answered to something what Steve said. ‘No, I
really can’t, I mean, it’s Sunday, Stevie.’ A quick pause was coming from his
side while Steve was talking. ‘Okay, okay.’ He rubbed his nose in annoyance. ‘I
know it’s important. I’ll be there in five.’ He hung up the phone tossing it to
the ground next to him, looking a bit upset.
‘Do you
have to go?’ You asked, but it was more of an encouragement to go and talk to
Steve than an actual question.
‘I’m so,
sorry, baby doll.’ He turned to you and pressed a light, tender kiss to your
lips. ‘I forgot about this meeting today, about the last mission where
something was off, so we need to discuss what we saw.’ He explained as he got
out of the bed, picking up one of the shirt’s which you threw away yesterday,
and walked to his wardrobe for some jeans.
‘It’s
alright. I need to train with Nat and Wanda wanted to do something too, so it’s
okay.’ You gave him a kind smile as you got out of his bed and glanced towards
your dress hesitantly. ‘I don’t know which one is worse. Wearing your clothes
and going to my room or wearing my dress from yesterday…’
‘You could
go naked too.’ Bucky grinned and winked at you, earning an unimpressed look
from you.
‘I could
but I won’t.’ You sighed tiredly and wiggled yourself back to the dress. Bucky
was standing next to you, waiting for you to get ready.
‘See you
later, doll.’ He pulled you closer by your waist, kissing you deeply, got
carried away by his desires. ‘Hopefully as soon as possible.’ He breathed onto
your lips, his eyes already dark by lust, undressing you with them again.
‘Yes.
Hurry, please!’ You asked tugging on his hair a bit, placing a little peck on
his lips.
‘I
promise.’ He laughed a bit before opening his door and letting you out. He
headed to the conference rooms and you did to your room.
You got out
of the dress immediately when you got your door closed, it still smelled like
alcohol and a bit of sweat and it was just dirty. You knew you had a shower
with Bucky yesterday, resulting your skin smelling entirely like him, which you
loved, but you knew Wanda or Nat would have noticed it.
You were
about to get into the hot water, when you realised you were still wearing your
com. You put it next to the sink with an evil grin. You were hoping that Bucky
was still wearing his too.
The shower
was fast, and you still had almost half an hour until meeting with Nat. You got
comfortable on your bed and turned on the little device in your ear, checking
Bucky’s on your laptop. It was in his ear. Great. After setting the right
channel, you started to speak.
‘I hope the
meeting is going on well.’ You chuckled, connecting your laptop with the
cameras in the room. ‘Now you get a taste from your own game, Sergeant.’ He
shifted in his seat a little, and you knew he could hear you. ‘I know you can’t
answer, but you can listen.’ You chuckled laying to your pillows, your hands
resting behind your head.
Bucky new
he was so screwed. The meeting seemed to be too long already, and Steve was
quite strict about leaving the room, or having a break, so most probably he had
to listen to you until you are finished. Good, he already come into his pants
once, he didn’t want to do so again. He wanted to come inside of you.
‘You know, I am pretty bored and alone,
because I have to meet with Nat only later on. So how about this time me
telling you what do I want to do to you?’
You could see him looking around concerned trying to find a way out but
knowing Steve and his meetings, he was trapped. ‘So, for starters, I want to strip you naked. I want to see you naked, because
you were so cruel yesterday and you were wearing those pants all the way. I
know you wore nothing in the shower, but you weren’t particularly, you know,
hard. I want to see you, Bucky, rock hard, leaking with precum desperate for
feeling my tight pussy around you.’
Your hands
slowly undid your bra and started to circle around your breasts, keeping your
eyes on his tensed figure on the monitor.
‘I want to hear you too. Want to hear your
moans when I wrap my mouth around your throbbing shaft, taking it all the way
in. God, you must taste amazing.’ You could see Bucky trying to palm
himself through his thick jeans and being unnoticed by the others. You started
to get why he enjoyed it so much yesterday. ‘Imagine my tongue licking slowly your tip, which must be so sensitive
by now. Imagine, how good it would feel touching it now, just lightly brushing
your thumb through it? Do you want me to touch you? Do you want to touch
yourself, while everyone is around you in the office?’ You voice sent shivers down to his belly,
trying his best not to moan in frustration.
‘Come on, Buck, I just got started.’ You laughed and licked you lips as
your hands travelled down, between your legs, touching the delicate skin on
your inner thighs. ‘I want to suck you so
bad, wrapping my hot, wet mouth around your cock, moving my head up and down, letting
it down into my throat until I gag a little on it. Would you like that?’ You
asked and almost laughed at his suffering expression on the monitor. You felt a
bit bad for, him. Yesterday at least you could moan and close your eyes and enjoy his voice, but now he should be
focusing, listening to Steve and Tony.
‘I’d suck you hard enjoying your weight on my tongue while I’d caress your
tight, heavy sacks with my hands, before pulling it into my mouth one by one.’ He
basically jumped in his seat, thank god, the others were watching a footage on
the screen and didn’t notice.
‘Oh, Bucky, I am so wet.’ You moaned into his ears through the com, when you
finger slid through your clothed core. ‘I
completely soaked through my panties. I wish you were here to remove them.’ A
little pout appeared on your lips, and you knew he could hear it when you made
a little noise with sliding the delicate fabric down on your legs. ‘God, I’m so silky and opened up for you, I
can slide two fingers in without any trouble.’ The loud groan you made were
too much with the sound of your fingers penetrating you for him, to keep quiet.
He moaned audibly and loudly, making everyone in the room pay attention to him.
‘This is terrible, what kind of a freak, planed this?’ He asked trying
to seem upset, but his pink cheeks and dilated pupils left some questions in
Steve. Everyone else just agreed calmly. Oh, if he ever lays his hands on you,
you gonna suffer and beg and he won’t let you come for hours for this.
‘Is it hard to keep your voice down, Sergeant?’ You asked innocently as you kept fingering
yourself, nice and slow. ‘Too bad,
because I love to hear your moans. My fingers are feeling so good inside of me,
Bucky, you should feel how wet I am, it’s dripping down on my butt.’ You
kept your movements going, one finger starting to circle your clit, and you
felt your orgasm building. ‘It feels so
good, fuck.’ You cried. ’I wish last
night you would have took me. Bending me over on the couch or the cupboard and
slid your pulsing, hard cock inside of me. I want to feel you so bad, I can imagine
how would your dick would feel in me, fucking me nice and deep.’ Your voice
come out as a purr, and he had to shift in his seat with a dragged breath. He
was afraid his teeth will crack because was clenching his jaw so hard. He could
hear that you were close and your fingers working on your sensitive delicacy,
and it made his painfully hard erection twitch in his pants. It was already
leaking with precum, soaking through his boxers, and in this moment he was glad
he was wearing jeans and not only sweatpants.
‘I’m close, Bucky, I’m so close,
do you want me to come? Do you want me to let myself come?’ He looked into
the camera which was at the opposite wall and nodded a little. You didn’t say
anything else just let yourself fall through the edge and let your cries and
his name leave your lips as sinfully as he had never heard before.
Bucky was particularly panting as he tried to keep his composure as much
as he could. His face was burning just as his whole body, and he was painfully
hard, aching in his pants, desperate for some relief, to finally empty himself inside
of you deep with force. Oh, yeah. He won’t be gentle with you, he is going to make
you scream and teach you to never ever mess with him like this ever again. Even
if it was risky and this made him love this game way more than his dignity let
him. He could hear your weak pants and sighs as you come down from your high,
and he imagined you splayed over on your bed, naked, your hand resting on your
glistering folds. You must have been beautiful.
He couldn’t hear anything for some seconds, maybe you turned off your
com?
‘Hey, I hope you enjoyed the
meeting. Now I have to meet with Nat, let’s talk later.’
He finally leaned back in his seat, however he had no clue what have
happened in the last minutes, but it was still Steve talking so, probably not
much.
You headed towards to the gym, where Natasha was waiting for you.
‘Hey, there! How are you feeling today?’ She asked with a smile and put
a mattress on the ground.
‘I’m good. A bit tired from yesterday.’ You admitted, however not the
party was what made you tired.
‘Me too, so how about some stretching and balance yoga today? I know
your hips could use some.’ She winked and throw and matt to you too.
‘My hips are in perfect state, thank you, for your question.’ You laid
on the ground next to her laughing. ‘But my legs could definitely use some
stretching.’ It wasn’t the thought of Bucky between your thighs pounding into
you, with your legs on his shoulders, which made you think about it, but you
really sit a lot lately, which didn’t help.
The calmness, the slow music and just the steady breathing the two of
you, soothed your nerves so much, and you were grateful for it. You both
listened to the instructions coming from the speakers and did the exercise quietly
and in a really nice synchro. You completely forgot what happened with Bucky it
was your breathing only and your sometimes aching muscles which filled your
mind. The routine was more than an hour long, and by the time you had almost
finished, you were nicely sore all over.
‘Nice view, doll! Before you start searching, and watching
behind the glass, you won’t be able to see me. But I am gonna have a pretty
nice view of your ass, and the curve of your pussy. You gave me a really hard time
during the meeting so, now I repay for you.’ You looked around carefully,
but the damn glass was dark as always. Why did Tony put it there anyway? No one
have ever used that room which was made for examining the others during training
without disturbing them. ‘That’s it,
doll. Open up, nice and wide.’ He instructed when you had to lay on your
back and open your legs in the air, balancing a yoga brick with your feet. ‘I imagine how it would be burry my face
between those thighs. Because I want to lick into your glistering pussy,
parting your folds with my tongue and fucking with you with it as deep as I
can. After that, I want to play with your clit, stroking and licking it, sucking
between my teeth, making you cry out with pleasure, and come all over on my
mouth.’ The movement you made required a lot of balance and focus, which
you almost lost hearing his words.
‘You should send away Nat, so I
could come in. I’d strip you naked bend you over one of the benches and fuck
you hard. Stroking your little clit, making you so over sensitive, so over
stimulated, so when I’d hit you g-spot, you would come instantly. Clenching
around me, milking my cock, every single drop of my cum would be coating your
walls.’ The noise he made was irresistible. You wanted to do what he said,
but it wasn’t possible. Natasha would figure it out in on time what was going
on.
‘Come on, doll. I know you want to
feel my hot, leaking tip pressed to your core, sliding through your clit over
and over, before sinking into you.’ Bucky purred into your ear, and thank
god this was the moment, when the audio stopped, and Nat looked at you.
‘Are you alright?’ She asked looking at your face, which seemed unusually
in pain and suffering.
‘No, I need to rest some more. Sorry.’ You mumbled as you got up and
headed to the door. ‘I’m sorry. I’m still not okay after the yesterday night.’
You excused yourself and rushed out of the gym. Bucky went after you, catching
you when you were around the meeting rooms.
‘Where are you running, doll?’ He asked, gently grabbing your arm, and
pulling you to his chest.
‘Somewhere private?’ You swallowed and turned to look into the steel
blue eyes.
‘Oh, come on!’ He grinned pulling you into the next room, closing the
door. ‘Do you want to do this in a bed? Having sweet, gentle vanilla sex with
me?’ He asked in disbelief, walking towards you. You didn’t answer just let him
guide you to the huge desk in the room and lift you a little to sit on it. ‘Put
your hands on the desk, baby girl, and don’t you dare to move them.’ He commanded,
and his low voice, sent a new flood of arousal into your pussy. ‘First the punishment
for making me so uncomfortable in the meeting.’ He bit your neck, his tongue
stroking the sensitive skin, while his hands went to his fly and freed his
cock.
‘Bucky.’ The sound you made with his name drove him mad, drops of precum
beading on his tip.
‘No, princess. Now it won’t work.’ His voice was serious yet warm and made
you melt like nothing else. He slowly undressed you, kissing your neck and
shoulders, his hands pinching your nipples and his teeth sinking into your thighs.
‘You will watch me, getting off, while just sitting there, all exposed for me.’
The blue eyes now seemingly were black, as he was talking. The black shirt,
covering his chest got thrown away, just as his other clothes. ‘You said you want
to see me naked. Now watch me!’ He laughed darkly, before sitting in a chair in
front of you
In that moment he
stopped talking and wrapped his fingers around his base, stroking his rock hard
cock slowly. He let out a quiet sigh keeping his eyes on you. You were so desperate,
you have imagined him jerking off so many times, but your imagination couldn’t
come up to what you just witnessed. His thumb gently massaged his tip and
coated it with his leaking precum. It was a sight you will never forget,
watching him stroking himself so precisely, sliding his hand up and down from
the base to the tip of his thick cock.
You let out a tiny
whimper when you felt you will just lose your composure and lunge yourself on
him, sliding him into his soaked core.
‘Can I touch you?
Please?’ You cried, hands shaking on the hard surface of the desk.
‘No.’
His hands pumped him faster, coating himself with the silky precum,
making his tip glistering and even more red. He was vocal, grunting and moaning
after every stroke, his eyes sometimes closing as he gave himself to his pleasure.
It was the cruellest torture you have ever witnessed. Bucky was sitting mere
inches from you, naked and pleasuring himself, yet you weren’t allowed to move.
‘Open your legs, a little, let me see, how wet you are for me.’ He looked you
in the eye, and you obliged. Pulling your heels to the edge of the desk, fully
exposing yourself for him. You already made a little pool made of your silk on
the desk.
‘Bucky, please!’ You begged, seemingly without any result, as he kept
his steady peace, stroking himself, his heavy length warpped in his metal hand
now. You were panting and shaking, jaw so tense it hurt, just as the throb
between your legs.
‘You can circle around your breasts. Nice and slow motions, doll!’ He
warned you after your too eager movements. It was a small relief but at least
it was something. ‘Now you can grope your tits, just the way you want tweaking
those beautiful nipples hard.’ He let out a breathy moan for the sight of you
playing with yourself. You pinched your nipple and let a needy cry fall from
your lips, looking him in the eye begging. ‘Fuck.’ He moaned and released his
cock immediately panting, closing his eyes shut to stop himself from falling
over the edge. ‘You are so gorgeous like this, doll.’ He let out a breathy moan
and stood up, to walk to you. He sighed and while stroking himself with his
metal arm, he guided his free hand down on your body between your legs, onto
your inner thighs. ‘Oh, God, look at yourself, so eager and dripping wet for
me!’ He purred and brought his fingers to his mouth cleaning them from your
silk, making a content hum after. You whined to the sight, your hands were shaking
on your body as you tried to prevent yourself from touching him. Oh, god, he
was driving you crazy. You could feel the heat radiating from his skin, acting
as a magnet pulling you towards him, which was too hard to resist.
His mouth was on yours in a second, his desires were clear and only fuelled
yours. He bit your lips, stroking your tongue with his when the kiss got sloppy
and fierce. Bucky was standing between your legs, aligned his velvety tip to
your entrance. You moaned between his lips.
‘You let me do this without a condom, doll?’ He asked because he needed
your permission, even when he was so desperate for finally feeling you. ‘I have
a condom, but…’
‘Do it!’ You blurred out and pulled him closer his chest being flush
against your breasts. You drove his flash hand to the little chip in your arm, it
was a birth control system. ‘I need to feel you!’ You begged, and it was all
what he needed.
Both of his hands went to your hips, keeping you steady as he slid into
you with one even motion. He bit your lip and you cried out. He was thick, stretching
you like no one before, but he didn’t give you time to get used to him. you were
wet enough. He started to move, and you were thankful for it. Your hands were holding
him like your life would have depended on it, as he had you with deep, rough
thrusts. To muffle his sounds he was biting down on your neck, on your
shoulders and collarbones, leaving red or purple marks in his trail.
‘You feel so good!’ You praised, your nails leaving long red marks on
his skin. ‘Harder, please!’ You cried. Bucky was nudging places in you which no
one have ever before, filling you totally, leaving a pleasurable burn around
your entrance.
He went harder, but the desk was too unstable, to hold against his strength.
‘Turn around, baby doll!’ He moaned into your ear, and slide out, helping
you to get on your shaky legs and bend over on the desk. A loud oh, erupted
from his lungs when he could feel your warmth around himself again. He was thrusting
hard, in this angle hitting your sweet, swollen spot repeatedly. You closed
your eyes when he bit your shoulder hard, trying to contain himself from spilling
inside of you, before you could have come.
He pulled you to the ground, as the desk really didn’t seem to be strong
enough to hold on any longer. He laid you on your back, legs on his shoulders
as he kneeled on the soft carpet.
‘Please, more, Bucky, please!’ It wasn’t really clear what are you
begging for but he seemed to understand and fastened his peace. You were
undone, a shaking screaming mess under him. In this angle his swollen tip
massaged your g-spot in a way it sent you to the edge immediately. You were on the
edge, back arching from the carpet, and when he bit your ankles and pinched your
clit at the same time you couldn’t help it. You come so hard, like never
before, pulsing around him, squishing his throbbing cock, making him come too.
He held you tight as his thrust got more sloppy and frantic when he reached his
climax, filling you with his warm cum. It was too much. The sensations and his
breathy moans as he come set of your second orgasm, making you violently shake
and cry out his name. It felt like a hot gush was soaking your groins even more,
making his movements and skin slippery. The second orgasm almost left you
unconscious. His long, lazy thrusts kept you awake before he put your legs
down, and laid on top of you. The two of you were resting like this for some
minutes, only your panting could be heard in the little room, which now seemed
a lot colder than some minutes before. Bucky’s body was still warm next to
yours, his eyes closed as he tried to collect himself.
‘Are you alright?’ He asked, and his voice was equally concerned and
rusty. ‘I mean, I wasn’t too rough, right?’
‘No.’ You shook your head. ‘I mean you were, but it was just fine.’ Warm
lips captured his when you leant in to kiss his worries away. ‘You made me squirt, Sergeant, which have never
happened to me before.’ Your voice was amused and still shaking from the
experience.
‘Was it?’ His eyes opened wide looking down where your bodies were still
joined. ‘Oh, god! I need to do that again!’ He whispered in shock before his
eyes traveling to the desk next to you. ‘I think we kind of ruined the table, but
Tony wants to redesign this area anyway.’ He made you laugh and pulled you to
his chest.
‘Well, you ruined me too, but I want you to do it again.’ You laughed
again, because you loved the little groan he made as you clenched around his half
hard cock which was still inside of you.
‘Alright, but how about first spending this evening with me, maybe having
a little dinner on the roof and some sweet, gentle sex.’ He asked looking you
in the eye seriously, his blue eyes filled with hope.
‘I’d love to.’ You kissed him lovingly. ‘But I hardly doubt we can have
gentle sex. More precisely I doubt I won’t beg for you to be rough and do it
hard, as soon as you will be inside of me again.’ Bucky grinned at your words.
You were so extra, but this was what he loved about you.
Getting dressed was a lot slower procedure than getting rid of the
clothes, but you didn’t mind. His sweet, adoring kisses before he made you wear
an other piece of clothing worth it. He wasn’t wearing underwear because he
rather used it to get you cleaned up. He tucked it into his fist before leaving
the room and walking back to yours this time. You fall on your bed and he used
the opportunity to crawl above you.
‘I thought, you have to go with Wanda somewhere.’ He whispered, playing
with your hair a little.
‘Me too, be I think she couldn’t take this much sexual frustration and
left with someone else.’ You sighed sleepily. ‘Talking about which, did you
really tortured me with watching you playing with yourself?’ You asked in disbelief
which made Bucky burst out laughing.
‘You started it, doll. You literally got off, moaning into my ears,
while I was in a damn meeting with Steve and Tony and Rhodey and all the other
very serious man. What do you think, how happy they would have been if I just
come into my pants because of you, or just stand up, saying, I really need to
fuck you right now, and leave. None of those were and option, and I had to keep
quiet, like totally, because you felt sexually adventurous.’ He whined with a
little pout, calling out all the charges against you.
‘At least, you couldn’t see me.’
‘Yes, and thank jesus, because god knows, I wouldn’t have the strength
to resist you. Doll, do you have any idea how long I wanted this? How long I
was longing for you, just watching you every day, and seeing you going out
every week, knowing that you will dance with other men, and maybe go home with
one of them. It killed me every time, and I felt happy every night when you
come home with the girls, I know it is selfish, but I did. So, yeah. It was
already really hard not to take advantage of the situation yesterday, when you
basically offered yourself to me so shamelessly.’ He blurred out with almost
one breath and for the first time of this day you were speechless, glancing up
to him, surprised and in love.
‘I never wanted to go home with anyone and it was hard every time not to
land in your room instead of mine.’ You confessed, and your heart was beating
so fast you knew he could feel it against his chest. ‘I wished you every night
to be there, to dance with me, to come home with me and do the filthiest things
to me.’
‘I think, we can put a check next to that on the list.’ He whispered
into your lips. ‘Dancing is not my thing, I’d rather give you the com again and
wait for you to come home, aroused and wet, letting me to do all the filthy
things I promised before.’
‘Agreed, it is kind of our thing now anyway.’ You laughed, before he
pulled you up from the bed.
‘Indeed. But now, let’s remove the coms and get something for dinner
because I’ll need the energies for the second round.’ Bucky grabbed your hand to
head to the kitchen and prepare something for your maybe a bit late, but very
first date.
Summary: You are out with Natasha and Wanda, feeling really lonely (horny) during the night and decide to send a text about it your friend. Too bad the mane Becky and Bucky is right next to each other in your phone.
Warnings: Dom!Bucky, dry humping, thigh riding, cursing, sweet, loving! Bucky, sexting, Bucky being a teasing little shit, Bucky being a dirty little shit too
A/N: Smut with some plot. Also, you are not dead drunk, just a bit tipsy, just enough to admit your feelings and desires to yourself.
‘I wanna fuck.’ This was the single text you sent
to Bucky instead of your friend Becky, which you haven’t even realized in the
rather drunk state you were in. Wanda pulled you up from the coach and led you
to the dance floor, where you completely forgot about the previously sent text.
After a few minutes you were catching your breath as you collapsed back onto
the couch and pulled out the phone from your pocket.
Natasha went to the bar to get another round of
cocktails while Wanda laid next to you, resting her head in your lap.
‘Shit!’ You cursed when you realized why did you got
some scandalous texts from Bucky. For your luck no one could hear it from the
loud music. Now you needed that drink as fast as possible. One of your hands
sunk into Wanda’s soft hair and started to massage her scalp. In the other one
there were your phone, letting your eyes run through the texts again.
‘You know where to find me.’ This was the first one, then it
kept going. ‘But you left with the girls.
😦 ‘
You laughed a bit imagining his pouting little face
when he wrote it.
‘We are heading home soon. ;)’
‘So, you want me to wait for
you?’ Bucky’s
reply was immediate, and you basically could hear his voice in your ears
reading the text. You bit your lips and smiled mischievously.
‘Is it going to worth it?’
‘I can tell you what I’ll do to you and
then you can decide.’
‘Tell me!’ Your response was fast and eager,
pressing your tights together in anticipation. You were so touch starved and
longing for some relief by others than your own hands. You were waiting for his
response, but nothing happened. Nat finally got back with the drinks and you
started to sip it immediately.
‘Wow, someone is very thirsty.’ Nat laughed, making
Wanda get up and take her own drink.
‘Thirsty for some men.’ The younger women added with a
light giggle looking at you innocently. You blushed and one thing popped into
you mind, Bucky. His strong body pressed against yours, his hands all over on
you, lips kissing you hungrily.
‘Or one particular, judging by her face.’ Nat added,
sipping her drink. ‘Whom are you fantasizing about, sweetheart?’ She asked
and in this moment, you were just praying for Wanda not using her powers to get
the answer. You were too drunk to block her if she tried.
‘There is no one.’ You lied at the very second when
your phone started to buzz.
‘If you get home in time I will wait for
you and maybe accidentally meet you in the common areas. I know you are wearing
a dress, so I’m gonna remove your panties first making you all helpless and exposed
for me.’
You gulped and clenched your tights, trying to turn
back your attention to the girls.
‘Oh, come on, (Y/N). There must be someone!’ Wanda
laughed.
‘There is always someone!’ Nat agreed. ‘Is it
someone we know?’ She asked, and your brain responded immediately, making you
feel Bucky’s hot lips on your neck and his warmth all around you. Fuck.
‘No, I’m telling you, there is no one.’
‘Then I’m not gonna let you go to your
room. No, doll. I’m gonna push you against the wall kissing you slowly,
enjoying how eager you are, how much you are fighting for more. But I’m not
gonna give it to you yet.’
You moaned and bit on your tongue not to be too loud.
He is going to make you fall apart even before you could get home. The phone
next to you buzzed, and you were so glad that the girls couldn’t see it.
‘To make you suffer more, I’m not gonna
wear anything but my sweatpants, and I’m going to hold your hands above your
hear, denying you to touch me until you become a whimpering mess under me.’
‘Then we should go and find someone for you, because
you are frustrated, girl, I can feel it.’ Wanda winked at you and you agreed.
You were desperate for getting some of the frustration out of your body
somehow, so you got up, but Nat got your wrist.
‘But come with me first!’ She pulled you to the
toilets, and it just gave you the opportunity, to answer to Bucky. You closed
the door behind you and pulled out the phone.
‘You are killing me! But please keep
going!’ You typed fast
and your eyes were glued to the screen in your hands. ‘I’m going to dance, I’m gonna read later!’ You wrote to him, as you could hear
someone knocking on the door.
‘Put in your comms, I know you have
them!’ You did
what he asked for and, in that moment, you knew you were so fucked. Bucky’s deep
voice was in your head immediately, purring the sweetest words into your ear.
‘You don’t have to answer, doll, just
listen, okay?’ You
nodded to yourself and left the restroom with Natasha and headed towards to the
dance floor where Wanda was waiting for you. The beat was loud and sometimes
shaking the air even in your lungs, but you didn’t mind. Bucky was driving you
mad and you were so helpless, just listening to him.
‘Fuck, doll! I want to see you right now.
Swaying that beautiful body of yours, letting your eyes close and the music to
drive your movements. Do you know what I’d do if I was there? I would take you
right there and then. Lifting your little dress, pulling your panties to the
side and slide into you. Oh, fuck, you must feel amazing!’ He moaned into your ear, making your
legs shake and a loud moan escape from your lips. ‘So, you like it, doll, don’t you?’ He asked, because he could hear you of
course which you forgot about for a second. ‘I’d hold you close, flush against my chest
while trusting into you slowly, dragging those pretty sounds out of you. No one
would hear it from the music, and no one would notice what I would be doing to
you. I’d bring you to orgasm slowly, making you oh, so overstimulated. You
barely could stand on your legs, but I’d hold you securely, doll.’ You groaned loudly, and you felt that
you won’t be able to take it for too long. You needed to get home and find
Bucky to let him having his way with you. Fuck you have never thought he has
such a dirty mind. The sweet, quiet, observing Bucky, now making you undone
with his voice only. You loved him, or liked him, or had a crush on him,
which you admitted even to yourself a couple of days ago. You liked him being around,
sometimes just observing sometimes having some really nice, long conversation
with him. He was nice, smart and so caring towards the people he liked, and if
it wouldn’t be enough he was very handsome and good looking too. Oh, who do you
want to full, the guy looked like a sex demon in his good days.
You didn’t notice when the girls pulled you out of the
crowd and called a cab. The only thing you noticed was the slight panting in
Bucky’s voice as he kept talking to you. You tried to keep quiet, not to shift
in your sear with every second.
‘Are you wet now, doll? You must be judging
by your previous moans. I want you to soak your panties baby doll, to leave a
wet spot when I pull you in my lap. I want you to make a mess on my pants as
you ride my tights.’ Bucky
groaned into your ears and you imagined as he palmed himself through his pants.
He was right, you were soaked, dripping wet, you could feel the damp fabric
covering your core.
The taxi ride was quiet, making it even harder for
you, but the girls were resting, texting on their phones, and this let you sink
back into your fantasies.
‘I have no idea how I’m going to stop
myself from fucking you against the wall or into the mattress when you arrive
home, doll. I know you will be gorgeous and drunk, even if just a tiny bit it
always makes you giggly and even louder than normally. Are you loud in the
bedroom too? Are you going to moan and beg and whimper for me when I’m touching
your body with my hands and lips? Are you going to be vocal when I’ll slide
into you, into that pulsing, aching, tight pussy, huh? It drives me crazy that
I can’t hear anything bur your laboured breathing and occasional sighs. Please,
come home, I need you to be right here!’ His voice was between an beg and a command.
‘Thank you, we are here!’ Natasha said to the driver,
who pulled over, and you turned to Wanda.
‘We are home.’ She sent you a questioning look,
because she could see it, but it wasn’t really addressed to her. You wanted
Bucky to know. Wanda didn’t question your comment as you were a bit drunk and
you just wanted good, so she got out of the cab, walking into the tower with you
and Nat. Bucky went quiet, and you just hoped that it meant that he left his
room to come and meet you.
‘Good night, girls!’ You waved. ‘I’ll go and get
some food and water for the night. ‘You explained as you headed to the
kitchen.
‘I can’t eat right now, so good night!’ Natasha
groaned and went to her room sliding her hand on her already aching head.
‘And I guess, you don’t want any company.’ Wanda
winked. ‘He is already in the kitchen.’ She added showing you a knowing smile
and followed Nat to the rooms.
You stood there for a second a bit shocked, but than
her last sentence hit your alcohol flooded brain. It took you a second to get
to the kitchen, finding Bucky there.
‘Hey, doll!’ He greeted you as he pushed himself from
the wall starting to walk to you just like a predator. ‘Did you have fun?’
He asked towering over you and kept walking until your back hit the wall next
to the kitchen counters.
‘The party was alright.’ You looked up to him
innocently, noticing that he indeed was wearing his sweatpants only. Your hands
lift to touch his soft skin, but just before you could have reached him, metal
fingers got curled around your wrists.
‘Now, now, doll. No touching, do you remember?’ He
purred and pushed your hands above your head. ‘And what else did I
promise? Something about your panties, right?’ He asked looking you in the eye,
pupils lust blown and wide.
‘Right.’ You sighed weakly, your whole body craving
his. A whimper escaped your lips when his flash hand slid up on your thighs
until it reached your core.
‘God, you really are drenched, doll.’ He praised
quietly. Gently pushing his fingertips to your folds through your
panties. ‘I have never had anyone this wet. You liked our little game this
much?’ He asked in an amused tone, lips tracing along your jaw. You nodded and
desperately tried to reach his lips. ‘Talk to me, little girl!’
‘I did. I need you, Bucky, please!’ You begged and
leaned as close as you could.
‘I know.’ He giggled and placed a feather light kiss
on the corner of your lips, making you cry out in need.
‘Bucky!’ You whined making a desperate attempt to pull
out your hands from his grip. He smirked and hoovered his lips above yours,
never touching them. The long fingers hooked into your panties yanking it down
on your thighs, letting it fall on the floor.
‘Tell me, baby doll, is it a good move to send me
texts like that? Telling me you want to fuck, hn?’ He purred into your ear,
making you gasp and giggle at the same time.
‘I wanted to send it to Becky but I’m glad I accidentally
clicked on Bucky.’ You whispered laughing a bit.
‘Becky sounds like a girl.’ He said narrowing his eyes
suspiciously. ‘So, you prefer girls over me, doll?’
‘No.’ You snapped, then corrected yourself. ‘I
like girls too, but I wanted to tell her I want to fuck you. I need you to take
me.’
‘So, you do want me?’ He asked voice a bit insecure,
but still dripping with need. ‘Me, and not some quick fuck, with any
random person.’
You nodded and looked into the beautiful blue
eyes. ‘Yes, for quite some time now.’
He pressed his body to yours again, lifting your hands
above your head. ‘I believe you, but I’m not gonna sleep with you, not
tonight.’ He chuckled darkly at the desperate sound you made. ‘Take it as
a punishment, baby doll!’ He purred and leaned in painfully close to your
mouth. ‘However, it doesn’t mean we can’t have some fun.’ He
grinned. ‘Do you think you were the only one who got turned on by that
game? ’As an answer he pressed his hard on to your body.
There was no more place for talking. His mouth covered
yours, making you whimper into the kiss. It was slow on purpose. His lips
gently touched yours tasting the alcohol and the orange juice on them. Kissing
you, oh so, tenderly, when the only thing you were longing for was him being
rough and kissing the soul out of you. You tried to bit his lower lip and jerk
your hands to set them free and grab him by the back of his neck and kiss him
deeply, but he didn’t give you the chance. Bucky slowly deepened the kiss and
let his tongue stroke yours still unbearably slow, making you moan into his mouth
in anticipation. He grinned against your mouth to your failed attempts of
gaining control.
‘Do you think I’ll let you get any control so easily?
Without earning it?’ He mumbled into your lips, cutting your hopes for getting
what you want at all. ‘You are beautiful, you know that, right?’ He
purred, giving you a once over and sliding his flash hand in the valley of your
breasts. He moved closer, pushing his knee between yours until his thigh got
pressed tightly against your core. ‘Don’t you dare to rock your hips, baby
doll.’ He warned you one hand still holding yours and the other cupping your
breasts.
He slowly started to grind against your swollen clit,
giving you the friction you were craving for. ‘Does it feel good?’
You couldn’t answer between the small moans and cries
that escaped your lips. It did feel good. He was moving his leg in painfully
slow motions giving you just barely enough pleasure. A loud cry fall from your
lips when your mind was about to give up and rock against his thigh.
‘Do you need more, baby doll?’ His voice was low and
husky against your ear while he was speaking, and his tongue was hot and wet
against it. You whimpered, closing your eyes and letting your head fall back
and hit the wall.
‘Yes.’ You mumbled weakly, giving up all the
resistance and only focusing on the small friction on your clit. He bit your
ear lobe before speaking.
‘Good girl.’ He smirked. ‘I’m gonna let your hands
go, but you still can’t touch me until I let you. Do you understand?’ You
nodded and looked him in the eye praying for him to finally do something with
you. You never new you can be a this good, tamed sub, but it made you weak
when he called you a good girl with that soft, low voice of his.
He let your hands go, slowly brought the almost numb
limbs to your side and gently started to rub them to increase your blood flow.
He leaned in to kiss you, but this time you could feel his tongue right after
you felt his lips, it slid into your mouth to find yours. He moaned into the
kiss when you kissed him back, with the same passion and longing. The flash and
metal hands quickly started to work on your bra and removed it under your
dress, pushing the fabric down on your shoulders, setting your breasts
free.
He cupped them with both hands making you whimper as
he rolled your nipples between his fingers, never breaking the kiss. It got
sloppy and only teeth and tongue, as you couldn’t keep your moans down when he
silently let you rock your hips against his thigh.
He pulled back a little, just to give enough space to
look at you. ‘Fuck.’ He growled, and his gaze fall onto his hands on your
tits. ‘I want to fucking bend you over the dining table and slide my cock
into that needy pussy of yours.’
‘Do it, please.’ You mewled, nails scratching the wall
as somehow your tipsy mind managed to keep them from his body.
‘No. I need you to be sober.’ He shook his head and at
the same time he pulled back his leg, with a clearly visible wet patch on it,
to stand securely on both of his legs and pick you up easily. You shut
your eyes wide open, immediately protesting for the loss of his
thigh. ‘Hold yourself with your hands, princess.’ He commanded gently and
let you wrap your legs around his waist.
‘Bucky.’ His name fell from your lips like a prayer.
He was hard and throbbing and even hotter than on the other parts of his body.
Bucky gave you a smug little smile before walking to the living room and
settling on the couch.
‘You were so good to me, princess, keeping your hands
from me all the way. You deserve to be rewarded.’ He purred, both hands sliding
onto your ass making you move back and forth in his lap slowly. ‘That’s
it, baby doll.’ A small grin appeared on his lips when you closed your eyes and
gave in to the sensation. You were slowly grinding to his clothed cock, and he
was sure, both of you are going to make a mess. He wanted more than some dry
humping on the couch in the living room, but he needed you to be fully sober,
even this was too much, but he couldn’t help it. As you were moving, his pants
were grinding to his swollen tip, and the wetness creeping through the fabric
made him leak with pre-cum.
You pulled him into a frantic, needy, hot kiss,
whimpering just when you could feel his wet lips on yours. You speed up, and he
helped you with his flash hand on your hips. The metal one circled around your
nipples, making them hard in seconds. He didn’t want to look but it was
impossible to resist. The darkened blue gaze fell on your bouncing breasts in
front of him, making his lips dry in an instant. Without thinking he sucked one
of the hard peaks into his hot mouth, circling around with his wet tongue,
pulling out some loud cries from you.
‘Bucky!’ Your voice was warning, insecure and dripping
with pleasure. ‘Can I come?’ You asked, because you wanted, needed his
permission after everything else.
‘Look at me!’
You opened your eyes looking right into his lust blown
eyes, seeing his pink lips and flushed cheeks too. ‘You are such a good
girl, you asked.’ He praised with breathy moans, because he was dangerously
close too, but he wanted to prolong your edge a little. You were there, he
could tell by the sounds you made and the way you were gripping his shoulders,
eyes begging for relief. You were beautiful like that. ‘Come for me, baby
doll. Come all over on my pants… Fuck.’ He grunted as he almost fell over just
by the sight of you, grinding so eagerly to his rock hard erection. He stopped
thrusting up against you, pinching a nipple with his metal digits, leaning to
your ears. ‘Come, baby doll, come hard grinding on my throbbing cock, let
that needy, swollen, little clit pulse, with pleasure.’ He purred into your ear
and it was more than enough to make you climax.
‘I’m coming, I’m c… Fuck, Bucky!’ You cried
breathlessly as the pleasure took your body and made you arch your back and dig
your nails into his bare shoulders. He had no idea how, but you managed to keep
your eyes locked with his and it set him off like nothing else. His body tensed
and shook as the orgasm washed through his veins, his cock throbbing
desperately, as his balls tightened, and he spilled his load into his pants.
It took some time for the both of you to come down
from your highs and rest in each other’s arms in a blissful state. You lift
your head first from his shoulder and pressed your lips to his without opening
your eyes. ‘We should get cleaned up.’ You mumbled into the pink lips and
Bucky nodded in agreement. You got up, noticing the wet mess in his lap, which
soaked through his pants both from the outside and the inside. He woke up,
giving an unimpressed look to his groin, before the blue, eyes drifted to
you.
You were tucking your breasts back to your dress and
went to get back your lingerie. You followed him to his room without thinking,
holding his right hand and let him lead you without questions. He let you
occupy the bathroom first, but you silently protested, and pulled him in too.
He undid his pants and pulled the dress through your head, throwing it on the
floor. You caught his hand and pulled him into the shower too. It was nice,
warm, his body felt amazing against yours as the hot water were running down on
your skin. Bucky quietly washed you, spending a bit more time with the cleaning
of your breasts and ass, making both of you giggle. It was a slow process and
none of you felt like talking. You washed him after, starting with his broad
back, enjoying the hot, defined muscles under your touch. Your lips turned into
a gentle smile when he turned back to you and your sloppy fingers spread the
gel on his abs too. Bucky’s fingers lift your chin, and when you looked him in
the eye they were as blue as you remembered in contrast with what you saw a
couple of minutes ago. The movement was instant and instinctual when you raised
to your tiptoes and captured his lips in a gentle kiss. He sighed slowly as
your body got pressed against his, your soft breasts pressing to his chest, and
finally he could hold you in his arms. The time seemed to be frozen, it was
just you and him, skin against skin, lips caressing each other as the water was
running, filling the room with some noise.
None of you had any idea how much time you spent in
the shower, sharing millions of gentle touches and kisses. When you go out he
handed you a soft towel to dry yourself.
‘Can I have something to sleep in?’ You asked him,
making his eyes lit up with happiness.
‘Sure!’ He smiled and went back to his room, to bring
you a shirt and one of his boxers. He didn’t really believe you wanted to stay
until that very moment. He liked you for a while now, and wanted to make a move
or ask you out, but your text kind of changed his plans.
You both climbed into his bed, face to face, his hand
on your waist, legs tangled together. ‘You know I’m not drunk anymore,
right?’ You whispered caressing his soft locks. ‘You know I’m here because
I want to be with you?’
‘I only dare to hope it.’ His answer was honest, but
full of hope.
‘I won’t regret this in the morning, Buck. I won’t wake
up and leave you or feel terrible.’ You breathed a tender kiss on his
lips. ‘Most probably I’ll wake up wet and aroused, wanting you to finish
what we started.’
‘Oh, doll.’ His lips were on yours, pulling you close,
already looking forward to the morning more than anything ever. His desire
quickly trickled through his lips, leaving you hot, shaking in anticipation.
The shirt both of you just put on quickly got removed and thrown away. You
needed to feel the other one, as close and real as possible. The passionate
kiss lasted long. Bucky’s soft lips got swollen again from your bites and
sucking on it but he never minded. He was happy, even if it was a result of
your mistake. You were here with him led by your own now seemingly sober will.
‘We should sleep, doll.’ He giggled stroking a long
lock away from your face.
‘Yes. it’s very late.’ You laughed. ‘Good night,
then.’ It was one last kiss and your laughter which lulled both of you asleep
in a second. He was holding you tight, inhaling your scent deeply, burying his
face into your hair. He was happy and so were you. Sending him that text was
the best mistake of your life.
Warnings: College AU!, nerdy stuff, fluff, smut (penetration, fingering), Chris Beck being adorable and having a really big cock
Summary: Chris and you are friends at the college, sharing a lot of classes and projects and he happens to live in the same residence as you do. One day going back from the shower to your room, you lose a piece of clothing which he finds and makes him more interested than you expected.
A/N: The idea come from this post from @plumfondler’s nsfw asks. I hope you will like it!
Finally, the
hot water was running down on your skin, easing the stress of your exam term.
You sighed and poured some shampoo in your hands. Massaging your scalp was
always a great help for refreshing your brain, and the hot water running
through your damp hair helped with the heavy feeling in your head. Thinking is
good. Thinking too much will make your head heavy as hell. It was a truth you
experienced in your very first year at college. After finishing with your hair,
you quickly washed your body letting yourself soak in the lavender essence
coming from your shower gel. It calmed your nerves a bit more before stepping
out from the shower and immediately wrapping a towel around you. It’s not that
you were shy, it’s just maybe other people were bothered by your nudity. Oh,
yes. Because you were sharing a shower with ten other girls from your floor.
Luckily only with ten, as on the other floors there were a lot more girls than
on yours. The beauty of living in a dorm.
The towel
quickly got damp by absorbing all the water from your skin, before your wrapped
your hair in it. From the pile of clothes in front of you, you managed to fish
out your clean panties and bra, before putting on a fluffy, warm robe. No need
to get dressed too much in the moist air. Everyone was walking around like this
after a shower, it was your home after all. You collected your shampoo and
other accessories, before grabbing the used clothes and leaving the common shower.
Your
flip-flops were making a shuffling noise on the way to your room. It wasn’t far
from the shower, yet you always managed to bump into some familiar faces on the
corridors. Not this time, though. It was all quiet and calm around you. You
almost reached your room, when a familiar voice hit your ears.
‘Hey! Um, I
think you lost something!’ You could identify the guy right away, before
turning around.
It was
Chris Beck, the smart cutie from your classes, holding up your black, lace
panties between his fingers. You forgot how to breathe for a moment and you
could swear even your chest turned red as you reached out to get back your
traitor lingerie.
You knew
him, you got on well, many time participating in the same projects. You loved
him as a team mate, and during the long-lasting brainstorming sessions in your
college the two of you developed a bit of a nerd crush on each other. You were
always trying to outsmart the other one in a flirty, nerdy way, which always
left you in an excited, needy state. Alongside with his looks his kindness and
smartness impressed you.
‘Thank
you!’ You muttered, staring at your toes, tying to sink into the floor.
‘Your
welcome!’ He was laughing lightly. ‘It’s a quite hot one, you know. Tell me,
are you wearing something like this under your robe right now?’ He asked with a
cheeky grin, and you couldn’t know if he was serious or joking. You froze for
the second time in five minutes and was staring at him with a slightly opened
mouth.
‘Or are you
gonna let my find out?’ He asked, now, with voice serious which dropped a few
octaves. It was ridiculously hot. The baby blue eyes were looking at you
questioningly, cheeks a bit flushed.
‘I do.’ You
swallowed hard, trying to clear your voice, but while you were struggling with
your thoughts, he gently pushed you into your room with a devilish smile,
closing your door behind you.
‘Which one,
doll?’ He asked with a geedy smile, like he was doubting it was really
happening. ‘Because if you tell me, that the smartest woman in my class is
always wearing something like this, than it will give me some hard time to
focus during the next lessons.’ His eyes darkened a bit, giving you a once
over, before returning to your gaze.
‘To both.’
The answer was short and a bit reckless, but you couldn’t resist.
‘Do you
mean, you will let me know what are you wearing right now?’ His voice was low
and a bit doubting.
‘If you
gonna let me know what are you wearing, yes.’ You laughed nervously, taking him
in. He was wearing grey sweatpants and a dark blue t-shirt, but you were more
than curious about what was under them.
‘Yes, it’s
fair just like that.’ He nodded and let you push him to sit on your bed. He
licked his lips and looked at you with anticipation as you straddled his lap
and sat on his tights, when he pulled you by your hands a bit. ‘Is this, okay,
Y/N?’ He asked whispering, but his hands were immediately on your hips. ‘I
mean, tell me if I’m too much.’ He pressed his lips together in concern,
looking you seriously in the eyes.
‘No, it’s
alright, Chris. A bit un expected, but alright.’ You nodded, and placed your
shaky hands on his chest. ‘I thought you were studying and-‘
‘I was.’ He
interrupted you fast. ‘But I got stuck and wanted to ask for help from the
smartest person I know.’ He grinned sheepishly, his thumbs drawing circles on
your hips through your robe.
A small
laugh erupted from your throat. ‘And you come to me? Chris, you know so much
more.’ You resisted, eyes trailing on his cheeks, bright blue eyes and messy
brown hair.
‘That’s not
true, not when it come to maths.’ He shook his head and you couldn’t resist the
urge to run your hands through his soft, brunet hair.
You blushed
and looked back to him, loving the feeling of his locks between your fingers.
‘Maybe.’
‘But than I
got a bit distracted.’ His laugh was honest and a bit embarrassed. ‘I was
always hoping that you are wearing something utterly sexy under your clothes.
Something like that pantie.’ The warm fingers travelled from your hips to the
sensitive skin of your tights, long fingers sliding under your robe.
Your
breathing hitched a bit, eyes widening for the tender, careful touch. You
didn’t answer immediately, because every nerve in your body was focusing on his
movements. The slender fingers slid up to the base of your tights, thumbs
running on the fabric of your panties.
‘Lace again?’
He asked curiously. He traced the pattern with his fingers, hands circling
around your hips. Your eyes got caught by his steel blue gaze, never letting go
while his hands were slowly exploring your underwear.
‘I always
wear lace. I love it.’ You admitted it making him sigh.
‘Doll, can
I see it?’ He asked with a shaky voice, hands firmly gripping your sides. As an
answer your hands left his neck and chest and undid the robe on your waist. It
didn’t open by itself, but you didn’t mind. Chris’ hands were traveling up
until your breasts, opening the fabric slowly on your body.
He took a
sharp breath.
‘You are
gorgeous.’ He moaned quietly, his blue eyes taking in your exposed skin and
underwear. His body went to autopilot. His palms were cupping your breasts,
gently squishing them, felling both the fullness of them and the lace fabric of
your bras. The dark blue set you were wearing, were entirely lace, the bras
were without an actual cup, letting your tits hanging in them in their natural
shape.
Chris was speechless,
hands trying to touch all the revealed skin of yours, and eyes trying to
memorise all of your curves in the extremely hot underwear.
You were
quietly examining him, his admiring looks, his flushed cheeks and pink lips,
which he occasionally licked a little, driving you crazy. You hated to
interrupt him, but you wanted to see him too. Your fingers found the hem of his
shirt which he let to got pulled through his head effortlessly.
‘Fuck.’ You
muttered and now it was your turn going on autopilot and exploring his body.
Your breathing got uneven when your robe disappeared from your shoulders
leaving you in nothing else but the lingerie.
You leaned
forward resting your forehead on his. ‘Chris-‘ You sighed as his warm palms
slid through your back playing a bit with the back of your bra. They sunk down,
cupping your ass, before returning to your tights.
You wanted
to kiss him. You wanted to kiss him so bad, quietly whimpering as he leant in
and pressed a slow, sensual kiss on your cheeks. It lasted a lot longer than a
simple kiss should. You sucked on your breath and your core was hot and aching,
all opened up above his tights. You were certain that it will leave a wet spot
on his pants. Your hips jerked, pressing your soaked folds to his lap.
Shaky hands,
run down to the edge of his pants in a straight line, just to slide between
your bodies. A surprised moan slipped out of your lips as you flattened your
palm on the impressive bulge in his pants. You lift your head, mouth fall open
when you wrapped your hand around his base and pumped up on his whole length.
‘Chris, Jesus!’
You groaned in disbelief. Eyes opening impressively wide as you kept stoking
him through the soft fabric.
‘What?’ He
asked a bit concerned. ‘Did I do something wrong?’ His voice was worried and
weak for the first try as he tried to process both the pleasure what your hands
caused and the clearly visible surprise on your face.
‘No, you didn’t!’
You assured him, so his hands returned to your body. ‘You are huge! Oh, God!’
You whispered, as he turned to dark red and hide his face into the cork of your
neck. ‘Hey, don’t be shy about it, come on!’ You encouraged him to stop hiding.
‘It just caught me by surprise, that’s all.’ It was true. You always had a feeling
or maybe hope that his was big, but this was beyond that. Come on, there was
this sweet, soft, ray of a sunshine being all cuddly and shy, never noticing
how handsome and amazing he was, and now it turns out he is running around with
this in his pants.
It took
only a second to you to slide under his waistbands and palm him through his
boxers. His tip was already peaking out and the brief was pressing his hard on
to his stomach, not leaving too much space for him. It was long and thick,
painfully thick.
Thanks to
your ministrations his breath hit your neck in hot puffs of air, sometimes
sucking on the delicate skin tenderly. You let out a whimper and clenched your
soaked core around nothing, silently begging for him to go on with his previous
teasing.
Slowly his
mouth was trailing up on your skin, leaving wet marks under it’s awe, up on
your throat, your chin and your cheeks. You tilted your head a bit to meet with
his soft, wet lips. You sighed into the kiss as his mouth covered yours, hands
holding your neck and back firmly. Chris’ kiss was tender, slow and longing,
tasting your lips gently, with every second. His tongue darted out to lick on
your bottom lip, causing shiver running down on your spine right into your
core. You parted your lips inviting him to taste you more. Your tongue was
stroking against his, licking through his lips, and then returned into your
mouth followed by Chris’. A loud moan hit his lips erupting from your throat
when he grabbed the curve of your ass to pull you even closer, flush against
his chest.
It felt
like little electric sparkles all over on your skin when his chest got pressed
to your breasts. Your hips were grinding against his straining cock eagerly, asking
for more. A new gush of wetness flooded your folds when he bit your lips and
tugged on them, fingers massaging your ass, making you rock your hips
constantly.
You cried
out when his tip hit your swollen clit, breaking the kiss, just to look at him
for a second. His brown hair was messy thanks to your hands, and his cheeks
were flushed, lips red and glistering by your previous kiss.
‘Are you
sure you want this, doll?’ He asked cupping your cheeks, lifting your head a
bit.
You nodded
pulling him into a second, much more passionate kiss.
‘Yes!’ At
the moment when your words left your lips he stood up with you in his arms to
turn and softly laid you down onto the bed. ‘But I don’t think you will fit the
condoms I have!’ You added nervously before the situation would have gotten any
more heated.
‘I know.’
He said heavily blushing. ‘But it’s fine!’ He assured you pulling his wallet
out from his back pockets and placing it next to your head. ‘I have the XL
ones.’ He turned his head slightly to avoid your gaze. He was insanely shy
about this topic, making you smile gently.
‘Chris, come
here!’ You whispered pulling him back on top of you for a sensual kiss, while
your hands were running down on his spine, and grabbed his ass. It was firm and
round. Oh, god, how could he be so shy and humble? You couldn’t keep your hands
away from his heated skin not even for a second, his body was perfect, and his
kisses made you aching for more in seconds.
One hand
cupped your breast through the thin lace his thumb circling above your nipple.
The new friction pulled out another whine from your lips, a much louder than
before as his was on your neck now. His hand just spent the perfect amount of
time on each of your tits to make you ache for more, repeatedly arching your
back from the mattress. While his hands were playing with your tits his mouth
and teeth were dancing on our neck leaving wet, red marks in their awe.
Chris’ head
dipped down following the line of your collarbones to reach your tits. One of
his hands slid under your body which you lifted a bit to unhook your bra and
remove it from his way. He sat back for a second onto his heels, his lustful
gaze traveling on your exposed chest, soon followed by his fingertips.
‘You are
gorgeous!’ He groaned before leaning back and circling one tongue around your
hard nipple while a playful hand was pinching the other one. You could feel him
smiling as he earned a shaky moan for his ministrations. He switched to the
other little peak, sucking it into his hot mouth, making your back arch from
the mattress.
‘Fuck,
Chris!’ You cried tugging on his longer locks on the top of his head. You
shuddered as he repeated the movement, and run his hands across your stomach.
You were soon covered in goose bumps, biting your lips trying to keep yourself
quiet. Your best friend was living in the next room after all.
Chris’
hands were always ahead of his lips, eagerly trying to pleasure every inch of
your body. His hands now run between your legs causing a tingly friction on
your lace covered clit, and you couldn’t help the urge to rock your hips
against his hands.
‘Even if
these panties are gorgeous I think it’s better if I remove them.’ Oh, god. The
only thing you could do was tilt your head into a small nod of agreement, his
voice made you weak in a second. You reached out to hook your fingers into his
pants and pull it down to his knees, revealing the way too tight boxers and his
massive hard on. You wanted him so bad, a fresh flood of arousal was dripping
out of you for his sight.
He laid
back on top of you, rocking his hips to you. Oh, go he wanted it so bad and
that thin fabric between the two of you felt way too thick. His hips rocked
against you making both of you moan. He lifted his body a bit and the long
fingers quickly found their ways between your legs.
‘Jesus.’ He
cursed and sucked on the sensitive skin of your neck. ‘You are dripping, doll.’
Before you could have say anything one finger slipped inside of you. ‘God, you
are so hot and tight.’ He groaned, and a second finger joined to the first one.
You bit his shoulder to muffle your sounds as he was moving them in and out, scissoring
with them tenderly. You were way too impatient for this, you wanted to feel him
finally, but maybe he was right, and you needed a bit of a preparation. After a
third finger joining to the others you reached down on his back under his underwear
and spread your finger on his delicate ass. He hummed in approval before your
hands come to the front of his briefs and you closed your fingers around his
massive shaft. Fuck, he wouldn’t fit. The slow pumps with your hand made his
breath uneven and his hands sometimes missed the rhythm inside of you. Your
thumb run through his fat tip and he shuddered, removing his fingers and
sitting back onto his heels. His remained clothing landed on the floor next to
the others and he reached out for his wallet.
His darkened
gaze travelled around your body while he found the condom and ripped the
packaging. You sat up taking him in both of your hands pumping him slowly and your
eager fingers only released him when he placed the condom onto his tip. You laid
back, eyes still focusing on his body. He was gorgeous.
He leaned
in for a kiss and pushed his cock to your entrance. The blue eyes finally found
yours looking down at you concerned. You exhaled sharply not even noticing before
the huge amount of air which stuck in your lungs. You were nervous.
‘I’m gonna
take care of you! I’ll be careful I promise!’ His fingers got interlocked with
yours as he said the last words. He kissed you slowly, pushing in his tip. You
hissed, but it was more of your nerves than the actual feeling. You nodded, and
he let his hips sunk a bit more, earning a long moan from you. He wasn’t fully
inside but he stopped popping himself on his palms before he bottomed out. He
wasn’t fully inside you could feel it, but it was all what you could take so far.
He felt good, filling and stretching your needy pussy. Your hips rocked forward
voluntarily encouraging him to move. He started with long, slow motions, penetrating
you again and again. Your eyes rolled back in your head and you couldn’t contain
your moans anymore. You have never felt so full before. You were sure he ruined
you for all the men after him. He speeded up as your moans got louder, his throbbing
cock filling you with every thrust, stretching your walls delicately.
‘Oh, God,
you are tight!’ He groaned, but you couldn’t answer, your body was in ecstasy. ‘So
wet and warm for me, oh, doll, you feel so good around me!’ He praised breathlessly.
He felt incredible and as you got even more turned on you could take more of
his cock, and now his base hit your entrance. The think alone that his whole
size was filling you pushed you to the edge. You pulled him on top of you
lifting your head to capture his lips in a passionate, sloppy kiss. Warm hands
slid under your knees to pull you in a different angle.
‘Chris!’
You cried out as he hit your sweet spot. It was becoming too much, he felt too
good, he was very talented. You could see starts and it didn’t take more time
than some seconds to arch your back from the first wave of your orgasm. It
built up slowly before washed over you, making you shudder and cry out, eyes
shut fingers dipping into the mattress and his hand. He fucked you through your
pleasure biting your neck and leaving dark, purple marks on it’s trail. When
you become oversensitive he slowed down, basically keeping himself inside fully
and just rocking his hips gently.
‘Can you be
on top for me, doll?’ He cried as his body was desperate for its release, but
he stopped his movements for you. You haven’t even proceeded his words just nodded
and let him turn you around, straddling his lap.
You lowered
yourself shaking as his massive cock filled you again. You started to move slowly,
still coming down from your highs, but his tight grip on your hips and his involuntarily
thrust quickly pushed you into pleasure again. Your hips were rocking against
his in a fast, steady peace, feeling him more with every second.
‘You are
taking me so nice and deep, doll! I won’t last!’ He moaned in tandem with your cries
of pleasure, and you couldn’t agree more. Your skin was on fire, every inch of
you tingling, your juices soaked his lap completely, now making the most
obscene noises you ever could hear. He was swollen and pulsing inside of you,
you could feel it as his head was brushing against your oversensitive spot, pulling
another orgasm out of you. Your legs were shaking as it hit you, mouth opening
into a silent scream and then into a loud one as he started to thrust up into
you. You almost come again as his sweet moans reached you ears and as you could
feel every pulse of his cock as he emptied himself inside of the condom.
You were
both panting, and your skin was covered in a thin layer of sweat, when you collapsed
on his chest sighing into his neck, finally relaxing your muscles.
It was
quiet for some minutes, his fingers drawing random patterns on your back while
you played with the soft brown curls.
‘It was
amazing!’ He mumbled with a rusty voice.
‘I know, it
was crazy!’ You laughed softly and lifted your body on your palms, looking down
to the most beautiful sight ever. Chris was laying under you, hair messy as
hell, cheeks flushed, lips parted and pink from all the kisses, and his baby
blue eyes were filled with a lazy, satisfied look.
You got up
giving him space to sit on the side of the bed and got rid of the condom. Warm
arms got wrapped around your body as he pulled you back to the bed, as close to
himself as he could.
‘I know
maybe, I’m a bit late with this, but would you like to go on a date with me? This
time without the other four people in the group!’ He laughed, and you couldn’t keep
it either.
‘I’d be
happy to do so!’ You giggled pressing a soft kiss on his lips.
‘I know it’s
exam term, so for now how about sharing my frozen pizza with me?’ He asked
nervously, but you didn’t mind. ‘After we finished I’m gonna take you to the
best Greek restaurant I know!’ He promised, blushing a little, making your
heart melt. You loved Greek, it was your favourite.
‘Yes! It’s
perfect! I’m happy with the pizza too!’ You smiled as he placed a soft kiss on
his lips. You curled up to his chest as his arms held you protectively. The two
of you stayed like this for a few minutes when he started to speak again.
‘So, it’s
not like I’m complaining, but are you always wearing something like this for
home?’ He asked half laughing half nervous about asking something bad and fuck
up all this. He was adorable.
‘Well, no.’
You started with a grin. ‘I was wearing my PJs for like two days and now I wanted
to wear something special to make myself feel pretty. Even if no one see it, I
like to wear something sexy under my clothes, so in the morning and at night I
look at myself and feel good about my body.’ You shrugged your shoulder noticing
maybe it went to far and become to deep. Chris was laughing for a second before
opening his eyes again and looking at you in pure adoration.
‘I see. I
guess it is my lucky day than.’ He breathed a gentle kiss on your forehead. ‘So,
now every time you will give a presentation I will wonder what kind of underwear
you are wearing. I’m going to fail in every subject because of you, doll.’ He
whined theatrically and pouted a bit.
‘You are
telling me, with such a huge cock between your legs?’ You fired back with a
greedy smile on your lips making Chris hide his face again.
‘At least
we will fail together, so you won’t leave this damn place without me.’ Chris’
voice come out as a muffled sound by your pillows. He was quiet for a second
before turning back to see you. ‘(Y/N) is it okay, if I stay? I mean if you don’t
want me I will leave I was just thinking that, I’m pretty nervous about
everything and maybe sleeping next to you would help me relax, and maybe you feel
the same and it would help you too.’ He said all of that with one breath ending
up with a huge sigh to get some air.
You couldn’t
stop smiling at his pure sweetness. He had absolutely no idea how amazing he
really was.
‘I’d be
happy if you stayed!’ You assured him with a slow kiss, making him sure that
you meant it.
‘Thank you!’
He stretched his limbs and looked you sleepily in the eyes. You turned in his
arms, pulling the blanket up on your bodies to keep you warm.
After that neither
of you could sleep, you were talking about school, work, food and your lives
for hours, sometimes stopping for a long make out session, because you couldn’t
get enough of him. Finally, he fell asleep curling around your back protectively,
burying his nose into you hair and tangling his legs with yours. Falling asleep
in Chris’ arms were something utterly relaxing as it made you feel calm and
safe. You slept good, better than any night in the last few weeks, so you
decided to make it a habit.
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.
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.
Requested by @tieddown-withbattleshipchains, I hope you will like it! 🙂 I know it was long ago. I moved to France right before you requested it.
Summary:
It should have been a routine mission. Go out check the panels come back and eat dinner, but something went wrong. It’s hard to say whose fault it was, but it didn’t matter anymore. You and Mark were out when a smaller wave of asteroids crushed your path. It shouldn’t have been a problem you should have been prepared to this, yet one hit you. Right in the left tight. You were bleeding and running out of oxygen.
‘Whatney, bring her back right now!’ You could hear Chris’ voice and immediately left your spot to help Mark to catch you. It took only a minute but your vision was already blurry, you were shaking and sweating from the pain and the huge amount of blood what was leaving your body didn’t help either.
‘Hey, darling! I’m here, hold my arm.’ You could hear his voice but could never do what he was asking for. The universe went black and the last thing you could hear was Chris terrified voice, then nothing. Now two days later you were in your bed, surrounded by all the equipment Chris and the team brought here from the medics after the surgery. Your body hurt and you were still dizzy from the loss of blood.
Your door was open so you could hear the others sitting in the common area they must have been eating. You wanted to move and go to them but as soon as you lift your head the dizziness got worse and your head fall back to the pillow with a painful groan.
‘I think it was her!’ Commander Lewis’ voice was clear and you could hear their steps getting closer to your room. ‘She is awake!’ She said to someone before stepping into the cabin and waking to your bed. ‘Welcome back! How are you feeling?’ She asked while looked over you quickly, trying to examine you.
‘I have been better before. My leg hurts and feels a little numb and now can’t really lift my head.’ You summarised your state just before Chris would have stepped in too.
He looked tired and exhausted, and just at the moment when he saw you a little smile appeared on his lips.
’(Y/N), your awake!’ He smiled in relief and laughed a little before taking a few steps closer to you. ‘Please, don’t try to move yet! If you need anything just let us know! You are not strong enough to put any pressure on your body! Your leg was seriously hurt, and you were asleep for two days, after a long surgery so, please try to relax. ’ He said quickly squishing every important information to these few sentences, which just made you speechless. Or maybe it was just the fact that you could see him again, because in your last memory you really thought it would never happen again. This was the moment when it hit you. You just almost died, you were out in the space and most probably thanks to Mark’s fast reactions you made back to the ship.
‘Dr. Back did everything to save you, and thank god he succeeded, however he didn’t get too much sleep since than.’ Commander Lewis added, and gave an acknowledging look to Chris. ‘Now I leave you with him, l and let him tell you the most important things you need to know, before the others can visit you.’ Her tone was calm and kind, trying to keep her calm, before she reached out for your hand to hold it for a second. ‘Have some rest!’ Her hand left yours and you nodded, smiling a little.
She left the room and left you alone with Chris.
‘Chris…’ Your voice was shaking, because you were just about to freak out. He stepped right to you reassuringly stroking his thumb over your hand. ‘Did I die?’ You asked the most dumbest question which ever come to your mind.
‘No. You are here. You never died. Mark brought you back real quick, it was a miracle, and by that time all of us was there. We stopped the bleeding, you got oxygen and from that point your life wasn’t in danger.’ He explained it calmly keeping his fingers on yours.
‘Okay… So when can I do things again?’ You asked which made him smile in a way that your heart melted. He laughed a bit before started to talk.
‘Not tomorrow.’ He said jokingly before his tone got serious. ‘Look, the wound is very serious in your leg. It needs time to heal and to get stronger, please try to take it seriously…
‘Can I see it?’ You asked interrupting him half worried half excited. Chris sighed and looked you in the eye.
‘No. Maybe the next time I’ll clean it. It’s not pretty, I’m sorry. I couldn’t do more, I’m not a plastic surgeon.’ He answered and turned his head to look at your leg and hide the sadness in his eyes.
‘Chris… I mean, Beck, you saved my life… I know you tried your best.’ You leaned forward trying to look at him. ‘You always do!’ He let a painful smile run through his lips for a second, before you squished his hand a little.
‘Have some rest! You need it, than we can see what can you eat now.’ His expression was sad and serious at the same time. He couldn’t really save you, not in a way he wanted. He knew how big the scar will be on your leg, and he just wanted to spare you from seeing it until it was possible.
He was holding your hand for some seconds before he left your room.
The days passed really really slow. You weren’t allowed to do anything and you couldn’t leave your bed. You felt strong enough for that but Chris forbid you to do so. The only positive side of the situation was that you spent more and more time with him. He was monitoring your health, cleaned your wound, started to rehabilitate it and he was also some kind of a psychologist for you.
During the routine checks you were quiet. Simply admiring his utter focused expression, his bright blue eyes, his lips which he firmly pressed together as he was concentrating on his job.
‘Is there something on my face, (y/n)?’ He asked when he finished and turned to you. His face lit up and a playful smile run through his lips.
You blushed and blinked at him in panic.
‘Yes, a little… thing.’ You lift your hand to touch the soft skin, pretending to remove the non existing thing from his cheek, however the movement was way to gentle for it. The steel blue eyes were staring at you curiously, observing every expression you made, every movement of your eyes. Your eyes looked into his for a long moment while you were silent and the time seemed to be stopped.
He parted his lips before running his tongue through the dry lips.
‘I think we are done for today.’ He smiled getting up from your bed. ‘Have rest!’ He said before leaving your cabin hurried.
It was odd, and you couldn’t stop yourself staring at the door. His gaze was so different, for a minute he didn’t look at you like a patient, it was way too gentle and curious for it.
Next day you couldn’t help it, you had to get out of bed. You had to walk, to look around to get your own food. You were strong enough you knew it. Chris was just too cautious. With these thoughts you got out of your bed alone, for the first time in two weeks, and with shaky legs you started to walk to the common area. Your legs were shaking and you knees went weak more than once in those few meters. You were stupid enough not even bringing your crutches to give you some leverage. It was just because you weren’t use to it, just because you were in bed for so long. You thought however, your wound was just about to beat your pride.The couch was just a couple of steps, you had to get there somehow. You turned and took two weak steps to that direction, but it was too far. Your legs gave in and you were prepared to land on your knees and palm, but it have never happened.
Two warm, strong hands were wrapped around your waist, holding you on your feet.
‘I don’t remember letting you walk alone in the ship, (Y/N).’ You could hear Chris’ voice behind you. You were so screwed. His voice was strict yet soft.
‘I know, I’m sorry.’ You sighed, trying to get back the control above your body, but his arms were still securely wrapped around you. He gently make you turn, facing him, still holding you.
‘I know you are restless, but you have to know that here I can’t do everything in the same way than back on Earth. If something goes wrong, maybe I can’t save you again, maybe it will make your injuries worse, and I couldn’t live with that.’ He said, however his voice was merely more than a whisper. His arms were gently holding you, pressed against his body, his hands gently resting on your back and on your hip, while you held onto his shoulders. His steel blue eyes got filled with concern and they also got a lot softer at the same moment.
‘I’m sorry, I just couldn’t lay there anymore. I started to feel that I’ll never be healthy again if I keep staying in my room forever.’ You said with an apologetic smile, which made his smile turn into a grin. You could feel yourself blushing, as the heat of his body got to yours through your clothes, and he still didn’t let you go.
‘Let’s go to somewhere, than!’ He offered and reached down to your knees to lift you in his arms.
‘Chris! I mean, Beck! It’s not necessary, please put me down!’ You protested, however you doubted he could hear you.
‘First, it is Dr. Beck! Second, I’m okay with you calling me Chris.’ He said and the only reason you could see the small blush appearing on his cheeks was that he was holdig you close in his arms. ‘We have spent a lot of time together lately anyways, and we will, until we arrive home. So, Chris is okay.’ He explained to draw away your attention from his obvious blush, which just got even more visible as he was speaking.
‘Alright, Chris!’ You laughed resting your head on his shoulder. ‘Thank you for taking care of me.’ You whispered while looking into the endless space through the windows of the gym.
‘This is kind of my job!’ He placed you gently next to the window and took place next to you. ‘And I care for you anyways.’ He chuckled running his hand through his hair to cover his face from your eyes.
‘Thank you!’ You laid you head on his shoulder, and quickly passed on the fact that his knee was gently pressing against yours. ‘Thank you for saving my life, for taking care of me, for being cautious instead of me, and for bringing me to my favourite place on this ship.’ You listed quietly letting his fingers brush through your hand, and pulling your fingers into the warm palm of his.
‘You don’t have to thank it to me! I would have done the same if I weren’t the doctor in this ship. You are very important to the team, to this mission, to many many people on the Earth… and to me.’ He breathed softly. His hand reached out and made your head gently turn to face him.
‘Chris…’ You whispered before letting your eyes drop to his plump lips. His hand slid on the side of your face as he leaned closer, gently capturing your lips with his. You sighed and gave him more space, turning to him fully, tilting your head, parting your lips. His kiss was gentle, soft, slowly tasting your lips before his tongue would have slipped into your mouth deepening the kiss. You moaned into the kiss when you could feel his tongue stroking yours, his teeth biting your bottom lip, tenderly sucking on it. The kiss got long, letting you get lost in the sensations, in the closeness of the other one, and the warm touches of your hands wandering in each others hair. His lips left small, soft kisses on yours before leaving it completely.
‘I was so worried about you! When Mark brought you back and I could see you, unconscious, bleeding I was thinking about the worse thing a man could and I tried to use all my remained patience and knowledge to save you as a doctor. It shouldn’t be this way, but I can’t help it. I have wanted to do this to you since too long, since we were back to Earth.’ He confessed, leaving you speechless.
You couldn’t say anything, not now, not to this. You pulled him back to another more passionate kiss, making him straddling your healthy leg, to face you to kis him as deep as he could. Your hands were in the soft brown hair, leaving it messy, while his hands were on your face cupping your cheeks, letting his love pour from his lips onto yours.
‘When I got hit by that asteroid, all I could hear was your voice, and that how worried it was. My last memories are you calling out my name, and me thinking that I’ll never ever be able to see this gorgeous smile of yours.’ You laughed softly before lifting your head to capture his lips again.
‘No, don’t even think about this, you are stuck with this stupid face of mine. Mostly because I couldn’t heal you completely, so now I have to live with the consequences, now I have to be with you.’ He smiled against your lips. ‘Also, I love you, so much and I want to be with you!
You couldn’t believe to your ears, you were beyond happiness.
‘I love you too!’ You grinned looking into the happy blue eyes. The full, warm lips were pressed against to yours, tasting you happily.
When it ended, Chris sat back next to you, wrapping one arm around you, resting his head on you yours, which leaned to his shoulder again. You didn’t say anything for a while just watched the stars in the distance.
Later Chris carried you back to your room, after you fall asleep on his shoulder and for the first time in your space travel he never went back to his bed. He stayed, sharing the narrow bed with you, holding your fragile body close, inhaling your scent deeply, getting lost in the warm feeling of your body against his, finally finding something constant in the infinite of the universe.
Imagine Professor!Sebastian using his tie to tie your hands to one of the desks in the classroom. He kissed you sensually, making you melt into his lips and pulled your hips off the table. He kneel in front of you, lifting up your skirt, pulling down your panties and tucking it into his back pocket.
‘How many days later did you hand in your assignment, baby doll?’ He asked, brushing his lips against your inner tights, making you shiver.
‘Five, Professor.’ You moaned, lifting your hips, to feel his lips finally on the place where you needed the most.
‘Too bad. I can’t fuck you right now then. First I’m gonna edging you for five minutes, doll, and you will take it quietly. After that if you behave well, I’m gonna reward you, and take you. If not, I’m gonna punish you and fuck your mouth, than leave you here all frustrated. Do you understand?’ He asked purring and peppering kisses around your hot, arching core.
‘Yes, professor!′ You whined and tugged on the ties around your hands.
He didn’t answered but lowered his lips and licked between your folds making your mouth fall open in a mute scream.
You knew it was going to be the longest 5 minutes in your life, because he wouldn’t let you come until it’s over. But after that he will give you the most mind blowing orgasms with his hands and with everything else he had to offer. .
Imagine Professor!Sebastian using his tie to tie your hands to one of the desks in the classroom. He kissed you sensually, making you melt into his lips and pulled your hips off the table. He kneel in front of you, lifting up your skirt, pulling down your panties and tucking it into his back pocket.
‘How many days later did you hand in your assignment, baby doll?’ He asked, brushing his lips against your inner tights, making you shiver.
‘Five, Professor.’ You moaned, lifting your hips, to feel his lips finally on the place where you needed the most.
‘Too bad. I can’t fuck you right now then. First I’m gonna edging you for five minutes, doll, and you will take it quietly. After that if you behave well, I’m gonna reward you, and take you. If not, I’m gonna punish you and fuck your mouth, than leave you here all frustrated. Do you understand?’ He asked purring and peppering kisses around your hot, aching core.
‘Yes, professor!′ You whined and tugged on the ties around your hands.
He didn’t answered but lowered his lips and licked between your folds making your mouth fall open in a mute scream.
You knew it was going to be the longest 5 minutes in your life, because he wouldn’t let you come until it’s over. But after that he will give you the most mind blowing orgasms with his hands and with everything else he had to offer. .
Imagine wearing a vibrator during the rehearsals. Sebastian is sitting next to you one hand in the pocket of his sweater holding the remote of your toy. Only his blue eyes turn to you examining your reactions when he pushes a button to increase the intensity of the vibrations. You shift in your seat pressing your tights together, nails digging into your palm. You feel your orgasm building. Your tenth in two hours, just right after when you thought that it’s impossible for you to come again. Your eyes shut wide, your jaw is tense as you try not to make any sound, but it is impossible now. His hand goes to your knee, giving you a reassuring stroke before offering his hand to hold onto. You grab his hand before leaning forward, pressing your forehead to the table to hide your face. Your eyes are closed and you could cry as your tenth orgasm hits you. It’s strong and intensive, making you whimper before your own hand slids on your mouth. Sebastian is just sitting next to you, breathing heavy, trying to focus on the rehearsals but he is over the edge by now. He was just watching you coming ten times without being able to touch or kiss you, and now he is too frustrated to care about anything.
You jump out of your seat and storm out of the room at the second you feel strong enough to stand up. He follows you quickly, just to find you on the hallway kneeling next to the wall leaning your forehead to the cold surface.
‘I’m so sorry, doll!’ He whispers before he pulls you on your feet and kisses you. You hold onto his strong arms while his soft lips are caressing yours, seeking for your apology. ‘Let me make it up for you!’ Seb mumbles before grabbing your wrist and pulling you into the closest bathroom. He locks the door behind you, pressing you immediately to the hard wood, sliding his hand under your skirt, into your panties to pull out the little vibrator of you. You moan in relief as the vibrations go away and his long fingers start to massage on your sore clit. When your hand goes to his pants he bits your lips and moans into your mouth as you touch his painfully hard cock. He was hard since you come for the first time, and by now he was dying for relief. You pulled him out of his boxers giving a long stoke to his throbbing cock. He pushed your panties to the floor and pulled up your skirt to your stomach. He stopped massaging your clit but in the next second he was inside of you with one thrust.
‘Sebastian, move, please!’ You begged desperately holding onto his shoulders and hiting your head to the door when he did what you asked. His movements were impatient, shaky, and oh, so deep!
‘Doll, you are so wet and hot! I won’t last!’ He panted into your lips and pulled you into a sloppy, needy kiss. Seb’s hands were holding onto your hips, pressing you against the door, hiting your already swollen g-spot over and over, quickly making you undone.
‘Seb, Seb, Sebastian… I’m-’ His lips got pressed against yours to muffle your moans as you come hard around his cock. He cum a second after you digging his nails into your skin, thrusting deeper and harder than before.
You lean your forehead on his shoulder feeling dizzy after… after everything. His warm lips were pressed against you neck and you could feel his heartbeat which was just as fast as yours. After a few seconds he lift his head to kiss you.
‘That cue little toy of yours is a devil you know that, doll?’ He asked while tucked himself back into his pants.
‘Than’s why I bought it.’ You laughed softly as you opened the warm water to clean yourself up.
‘Good, I hope you keep it, because I loved every moment of this!’ He grinned while cleaned the toy too. You didn’t say anything just blushed and turned your head to cover your face from his curious eyes. ‘I know you did too!’ He whispered into your ears, sliding his palm on your hip to pull you close as you walked out of the corridor.
‘I hate you, Stan!’ you mumbled before he could have opened the door to you to return to the room to keep going with our work.
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