𝑩𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒚𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒄

𝐒𝐄𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍 as 𝐁𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐒/𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒 𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒 as 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒/𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐀

Bucky in Thunderbolts* (2025) Steve in Infinity War (2018)

𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: Your mobster is willing to negotiate for the return of some very incriminating photos.

𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 3K

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: Semi-public smut•outdoor sex•oral (fem receiving)•slight cum play•hint of a breeding kink•chase kink•choking kink•knife play•dom/sub vibes•overstimulation.

𝘈.𝘕.:Beta’d by the wonderful @lunarbuck and @maladaptivexxdaydreaming.

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↬Part of the Bumblebee Series.

“Give me the camera, Malyshka,” Bucky growls softly, his sharp blue eyes narrowing.

No, you don’t think you will. You are enjoying yourself way much to hand it over.

You caught the mobster in the middle of an outdoor princess tea party. When he had stepped out of his office for a quick break, Bumblebee, your toddler, was waiting for him. She declared her Papa a prince, slapped one of her crowns on his head, and told him it was time for a party. He let himself be pulled away from his territory disputes and out to the backyard.

Now he’s surrounded by Daisy, Mr. Tato, and a sleepy Bumblebee. She’s crashing from an apple juice and cupcake-induced sugar high. Her little body slumping over in her rose gold chair, sprinkled-covered mouth open in a drowsy smile, cheek pressed to the table barely able to muster up the energy to let out the Hi mommy, her bright pink shirt riding up, exposing her chubby belly.

She’s the cutest little drunk you’ve ever seen.

And sitting across from her is your handsome prince.

His large body appears even more massive than usual in the tiny chair he somehow managed to squeeze into, his knees jammed up to his chest, the pink and gold teacup comically small in his hands.

You defiantly raise the camera again and snap another picture. “I think Steve will like this one,” you smirk as the bright flash fades.

“I’m warning you,” he murmurs in a darkening tone, gracefully raising from the seat causing it to tumble on its side. 

Your eyes flick over to your toddler, now fully asleep with a cupcake squished in her hand. It should be illegal to be that cute. Your gaze slowly travels back to your husband.

“Am I supposed to be scared of you, James?” The emphasis on his name makes his brow arch. The simple act is sexier than it should be. “Tell me, what are you going to do, hmm?”

It could be that he has you so far gone that everything he does is sexier than it should be.

- 🕊️

She calls him, panicked and out of breath. All he hears is that this spider is massive and blocking her bedroom door.

Of course he shows up when she asks. Doesn't think twice about it. Except Steve was in the middle of yard work when he got her frantic call. So he shows up shirtless and sweaty. And he's in her bedroom. Shirtless. Glistening like a glazed donut. Pecs bigger than her hand.

Now she's panicking for an entirely different reason. Because Steve Rogers is shirtless and sweaty in her bedroom. She's had dreams that started like this. And he's flashing that sexy smirk at her like he knows all about her naughty fantasies.

"I'll take care of this for you Dove," Steve grins, tilting his head down as he lifts her chin with his knuckle, deep blue eyes coasting over her face. "And if there's anything else you need me to take care of while I'm here, don't hesitate to ask."

It cost him more than his last shipping deal. Bee knows her worth and charged him accordingly 😌

She, also, immediately told you that she was being bribed to keep secrets (their deal didn't cover the actual bribe).

So you bribed her to break her initial deal and tell you everything. Unfortunately Bucky knows his girls better than anyone and caught Bee before she reveal anything good.

The two of you were a little dramatic about him separating you until it was time for the start of his mothers day event. All of four hours.