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Listen. I’m literally blushing typing this. But bucky making you hold and he teases you by pissing right on your clit. He’s such a whore for making you hold and seeing you wet yourself and he’s not even subtle about it.
Warning: Watersports
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This one. Has been on my mind. Every day. For far too long. Ahahahaha, I said I wasn't into being pissed on and I really believed that, what are you all doing to me, this was so hot
Because the thought of him taunting you? Or omg, the thought of you sitting on the floor while Bucky stands over you, forcing you to keep your legs spread during a hold.
It's so much harder to hold when you can't clench your thighs together so instead, you're gripping between your legs, holding yourself and covering your exposed pussy.
But of course, that won't do. Bucky doesn't want to see you making it easier on yourself. "Take your hands away, honey. You can't hide from me. Wanna fucking watch when you leak." He's gotten so unashamed of his interest in watching you piss and you know as soon as you do, he's going to keep you lying in your own little puddle while he fucks you senseless.
He didn't expect you to shake your head though. He expected you to do as he told you. The look on your face as you wince, shaking your head makes his dick throb because you look so damn determined.
"I'll give you one more chance, take your hands away or I'll cuff them behind your back." He threatens, his voice low, undoing his belt and popping the button on his jeans.
You watch with wide eyes as he takes his cock out and you're surprised he's not rock hard yet. He's usually hard watching you hold.
"Take your hands away." He whispers and this time you do, bracing your hands behind yourself with a whine because you just can't hold like this.
"Fuck, were you just trying to hide how wet you are? That's embarrassing, baby. Holding your piss gets you so horny." He swallows thickly, never taking his eyes off your pussy.
"Gonna make you wetter, honey. Hold still." He smirks, taking a step forward and aiming his dick at your body. Before you know it you feel a hot stream of Bucky's piss hitting your tummy, liquid dripping down over your pussy and thighs.
The feeling makes you groan, taunting you beyond belief because you're so desperate to go but instead, Bucky is the one getting to feel any kind of relief.
After a second, he aims slightly lower, angling his hot stream of piss over your throbbing pussy. It's true torture, feeling the liquid batter gently against your clit, stimulating you just enough to make you feel so good but serving as a reminder that you're not allowed to piss yourself.
"F-fuck that feels so perfect. Harder Bucky, oh my God." You whimper, your head thrown back as you enjoy the pleasure, almost worried you could cum just from Bucky pissing on your clit.
"Holy shit, you're a whore. You gonna get off on this? Stupid slut, maybe I should piss on that pretty face of yours instead. Probably wouldn't matter. You'd like that just as much."
and i CANNOT stop thinking about bucky fucking you to “keep your cover” in a bathroom in the middle of a mission, leaving you so dumb-fucked that the only thing you can do is hold onto his hair and the sink, moaning loud about how good his cock is as he praises and degrades you- “his good slut”
❤️🔥🥵fucking hell. bye i’m gonna go do.. stuff (btw i think i’m gonna buy a vibrator!!! any recs?)
hope you have a lovely day!
🧚🏻🍓.
I’m so so glad to see you back!! I missed you and your thots so much 🥺
And this one was so hot omg
Because obviously you just can’t fake it. This shit needs to be believable so you couldn’t possibly both just stand on the other side of the door and moan for a while. He absolutely has to rail you until your thighs are trembling.
But the worst part for you is how desperately you’re holding back. You’re pretty sure that he’s going to just pull out in a few minutes and fake an orgasm so it’d be endlessly embarrassing if yours was real. Holding back is just making you dizzy and frantic, little sobs of his name filling the room because you’re right on the edge and determined not to fall over.
“Doin’ so well baby, so fuckin’ believable. Good girl, just keep the act up a little longer.” He groans so quietly in your ear before leaning down and licking up your neck, from your collarbone to behind your ear. It’s more than you can take, arching into his touch, your fingertips digging in to the firm muscle of his back.
“B-Bucky. I…. I can’t. Can’t stop. Oh my god no I’m gonna…” you plead, your eyes squeezed shut, your body tense to hold off your orgasm.
“Oh fuck. Baby, you aren’t fakin’ are ya? You’re really enjoying this. Jesus, I’m using you and you’re not just takin’ it, you’re getting off on it. Holy shit, that’s hot. You can’t handle how good this big dick feels. Slutty little pussy is so desperate to cum, I can feel it. Stop holding’ back, baby. Give it to me. Lemme hear how good I make y’feel.” He grunts, wide eyed as one of your hands grips the sink beneath you, the other hand grips his hair and you wind your hips until you’re screaming in ecstasy, babbling his name.
“That’s it baby, be my good little slut. Fuck, your pussy’s addictive, you know that? Gotta feel that again. Come on honey, you can gimme a couple more, can’t you? You’ll give me more if I hit right. There.” He’s mesmerised by you, only making his thrusts more targeted and smirking when you whine at the pleasure.
Summary: Your first time with Bucky after he returns from the blip is very emotional.
5 years without him. 5 years with no hugs, no kisses, no love, no contact. Thinking he was dead and gone and never coming back. There wasn’t a day that went by that I didn’t think of him. Every morning I woke up dreading the day ahead, knowing it was still another day without Bucky. The man who had held me close whenever things were terrible. The man who bought me flowers randomly, just because he wanted to see me smile. The man who whispered the dirtiest things to me while ruining my body, just to watch my reactions.
It had been 5 years since he disappeared right in front of me, but finally, Bucky was back. After the battle, and still not processing that he was truly home, we had made it back to my apartment complex. He had his arm wrapped tightly around my waist, keeping me pressed against his side. Walking into the elevator, I hit the button for my floor and turned to face my love. He was already gazing down at me as I met his sight. I grabbed his face in an instant, pulling him down to mine. Kissing him hard and fast, heads practically slamming together as my need to be close to him was all-consuming. He leaned down, grabbing the backs of my thighs, squeezing them as he picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. His tongue pressed into my mouth, teasing mine, licking my bottom lip. I wound my hands in his long hair, holding tightly at the root, pulling every time he squeezed my thighs. One of his hands left my thigh, reaching up to cup my face.
I couldn’t get close enough. I was on Bucky, being held tightly by him, but the thoughts of this not being real, being just another dream. Another beautiful dream I was going to wake up from any second now, alone in the world without Bucky, again. These thoughts took my mind over.
The tears were flowing before I even realized. Bucky must have felt them because he pulled away, looking at my face, pain written all over his. “I know, sweetheart.” He said, taking his hand from my face, wrapping it tightly around my upper back, the other around my bottom, pulling me so close. I tucked my head into his neck, his long hair against my face. Sobs fell from my mouth as I kept myself tightly latched onto Bucky. Feeling his body against mine, his arms around me, hand rubbing up and down my back, making me fall apart.
All the emotions were overwhelming. I couldn’t help the sobs that came from me as Bucky held me, allowing me to let go. I kept one hand laced through his hair, feeling him there with me, the other one wrapped around his back. “It doesn’t feel real.” I sobbed against the soft skin of his neck, leaving tears to run down into his jacket. “I know, doll. I promise I’m right here. I’m never leaving again. I’m so sorry.” He whispered against my hair, tears evidently falling from him as well. I could feel the wetness hit my neck, furthering my emotions.
The elevator dinged, notifying us we were at my floor as Bucky and I held each other desperately close. “Second door on the left,” I mumbled as Bucky walked us to my apartment. He hadn’t been here before since I moved after the blip. The thought of living in the same place where we had all those memories had ruined me, leading me to move out.
He softly grabbed my key from my pants' back pocket and unlocked my door with ease, bringing us inside. I loosened my death grip around him enough to pull back and look at his face. His bright blue eyes were rimmed with tears, causing more to fall from mine. “Buck.” I sighed, running my thumbs over his cheeks, brushing his tears away.
“Please, let me make love to you, Y/N.” He breathed out, brushing his lips softly against mine. “Please, Bucky,” I whispered, kissing him harder, leaving no space between us. “I need to feel you,” I begged, “bedroom’s on the right.” I got out between kisses. He walked us to my room without breaking from my body, swinging the door open and shut before laying us on the bed. He pulled away from my lips, and pushed my hair out of the way to kiss down my neck.
After 5 years of not feeling him, not feeling anything physical, it felt as though electric shocks were being sent through my body. His lips grazed over my neck, finding my soft spot with ease. He licked and bit at it, desperate moans falling from my mouth without even realizing. He reached up and lightly gripped my chin, keeping my face pointed up and away, so he had full access to my neck. Instinctually he left marks all over my neck, sucking and nipping hard. I groaned at the pain of his bites mixed with the euphoria of his lips on me again, finally. The hand on my chin loosened as he took his pointer and middle finger, slowly dipping them into my mouth. Licking and sucking on the fingers he pushed into my mouth, I felt him groan into my neck.
He pushed himself against me, grinding our bodies together, causing us both to whine at the friction. Feeling him for the first time in so long was more than heavenly. It was utterly indescribable. His body pressed firmly against mine was all it took for the emotions to come flooding back. His fingers fell from my mouth as I grabbed his face, pulling it in front of mine. Tears falling out of my eyes, I begged him, “Please, Bucky.” His bright eyes stared into my teary ones. He nodded slowly, a sympathetic smile on his face.
He leaned down enough to press a soft kiss on my lips before pulling back from me to take his vest off. His eyes never left mine as I sat up enough to pull my shirt off, quickly following with my bra. His gaze stayed on my face before leaning forward and kissing me again, putting an arm up and under my waist, holding my upper back to press our skin together. “So beautiful, baby.” He mumbled into my mouth.
I reached between us for the zipper of his pants to get them off him. Fumbling with the button and the zipper, I couldn’t get off. I felt everything start to crash down on me again. The emotions, the sadness, the pure elation from him being back. Everything brought me back down to the reality that he was here. My breath caught in my throat, and I pulled back from kissing him. I didn’t want to cry. I didn’t want to be emotional, but it was too much.
“Doll, look at me.” He quietly said, grabbing my hands from the top of his pants. “We don’t have to do this right now. We can just be here with each other. I’m not going anywhere, I promise.” He pleaded.
I needed him now. I needed him the second I found out he was coming back. Connecting our bodies in the most intimate way. The closest way two people could was what I craved. I reached up and cupped his face softly. “I need this, James. I need you, just please trust me right now.” I begged him, gentle tears falling down my face again.
“Okay, baby, Okay.” He whined, tears threatening to fall from his own eyes as he reached down to undo his pants for me. I leaned up, capturing his warm lips against mine, feeling his breath invade my mouth. He sighed into me as he leaned forward, pushing my back onto the bed. He kicked his pants and underwear down off his body, leaving him bare against me. I pulled my own pants down as quickly as possible without breaking the kiss. His metal hand trailed down my body, cupping my breast as he squeezed and kneaded it. Groaning into his mouth from the pleasure, he took the opportunity to slip his tongue back into mine. He teased my mouth, licking and tasting me. His hand trailed lower, gently over my stomach, down to the top of my panties. He grazed two fingers over the front of the soaked underwear, making my body shudder against him.
“Was I the last one to touch you?” He questioned, pulling back from kissing me to look at me, “You’re more sensitive than last time, doll.” He whispered, still rubbing his fingers over my soaked panties.
“Yes.” I choked out, “Was never gonna stop waiting for you, Buck.” I honestly responded. He dipped his head down, kissing my cheek softly. His fingers slowed a little at my candor, moving back up to the top of my underwear.
“I’m gonna make up for all the lost time, sweetheart.” He whispered against my face. He started pulling my underwear down. I lifted my hips for him to pull them off, kicking them once they reached my calves. His fingers trailed over the top of my thigh, slowly sliding closer to where I needed him. A shaky sigh left me as he reached my core, running his fingers up and down my slit. “Always so perfect for me.” He spoke, lips against my cheek.
“Yes.” I groaned out as his fingertip teased my hole, slowly sliding in where I needed him most. “Oh my god,” I whined, opening my legs wider for him.
“Does that feel good, angel?” He asked, brushing his nose against my cheek. As he spoke, his breath was hot on my face, a feeling I so direly missed. “Mhm.” I groaned as he sped up, adding another in me. The wet sound of his fingers going in and out of me was enough to break me. “I don’t want your fingers, please. I want you.” I begged, turning my head towards him, pressing our foreheads together, lips just barely touching.
“Baby, you’re so tight. Just cum for me once, and you can have all of me, alright.” He huffed against my lips. I groaned against him as he sped his fingers up even faster. My whole body felt hot, pressure building from feeling his fingers inside me for the first time in so many years. The tightness in my stomach grew stronger as he reached his thumb up to rub my clit. “There you go, sweetheart. I can feel you getting close.” He whispered in hot breaths. Whines fell from my mouth into his as I let the ecstasy consume me. “Oh my god, Bucky.” I cried as I let the orgasm wash over me. “That’s my girl. Keep going.” He said, working me through the pure elation that coursed through my body, never slowing his fingers down. My whole body began to shake as I came down from my high, crying out as I grabbed his metal hand, pulling it away from my body to stop his overstimulation.
Bucky reached up and stuck his fingers in his mouth, cleaning my liquids off of them. “So fucking perfect, doll.” He said, going down to rub his hand over my stomach, comforting me from the intense experience. I could feel his hard cock pressing into my side as he lay next to me, watching me calm down. Reaching down, I grabbed his cock, slowly stroking him. His breath caught in his throat as I squeezed him.
In an instant, he was on me, kissing me hard, teeth hitting, noses butting as I sped up. He hovered over me as I aligned his cock against me. “Y/N,” He said, leaning his forehead against mine, “Are you sure?”
I took my free hand and reached up, cupping his face, running my thumb across his cheek. “I’ve waited 5 years for you. I’m more than sure.” I pleaded, staring into his eyes. He leaned down quickly, kissing my lips before slowly pushing into me. I couldn’t stop the whines that fell from me at how big he felt being pushed inside me.
“God, baby, you’re so tight.” He grunted. Once he was entirely inside, he stopped moving altogether. I instantly wrapped my legs around his waist, wanting him even closer to me. He leaned down, pressing our stomachs together, putting most of his weight on top of me, something he knew I loved. Pure love was written all over his face as he gazed into my eyes. He started peppering my face with kisses, starting with my cheeks, eyelids, forehead, nose, and finally, a long, soft kiss on my lips. “Talk to me, doll. Please tell me how you feel.” He pleaded.
“Good. So good, Bucky,” I whispered, “But please move, need to feel more.” He slowly started thrusting into me, not taking his gaze off my face. Each time he thrust back in, he pushed his hips as far against me as possible, hitting the deepest point within me. Soft moans fell from me against his face as he sped up just a little.
I tried to keep my eyes open, wanting to see him above me. I needed to know this was real, that he was here. Feeling him pour all his love into me physically was all it took for my emotions to get the better of me at the moment. I closed my eyes as the tears welled and slipped out. There was nothing I could do to stop them. I held in the sobs as best as I could before I felt his lips press into mine. “I know, baby, I know,” He said, against me, pulling back slightly, “I’m right here.” He reached up to wipe the nonstop tears falling from me.
The feeling of him inside me, his weight on my body enclosing me in. The soft words he spoke to me made my build-up even stronger. “Promise me, you’ll never leave me again. I need you with me, James.” I begged, holding his face.
He nodded against me before speaking, “I promise, angel. I’m here with you forever. Nothing will ever take me away again, I won’t let it.” He stared into my eyes as he spoke.
With his words spoken, I could feel myself almost at the edge. The pure intimacy and love between us made my mind feel fuzzy as I let the high get closer. It was more than just physical, it was completely emotional and mental with him.
“So close, baby. Can feel you are too, clenching so tight.” He grunted against me, leaning into my neck, speeding his pace up. “Let go for me. I’ve got you.”
I reached my arms around his back, pulling him tighter against me as I let the release flow through me. Loud moans fell from the both of us as my orgasm brought him to his, milking him tightly in me. “Oh fuck.” I breathed out against his shoulder. Bucky continued to softly thrust us both through, slowing down as we finished.
He pulled out, taking his full weight off me to lay next to me, still pressed against me. My tears had stopped, but the intense emotions were still prevalent. I reached up to tuck his hair behind his ear, turning to look at him.
“I missed you,” I barely audibly spoke. Bucky reached his hand up, pushing my hair behind my shoulder, tucking it behind my ear. He cupped his hand on my cheek, running his thumb down and over my bottom lip.
“I won’t ever leave you again,” Bucky whispered back, leaving a soft kiss on my lips.
Summary: Your first time with Bucky after he returns from the blip is very emotional.
5 years without him. 5 years with no hugs, no kisses, no love, no contact. Thinking he was dead and gone and never coming back. There wasn’t a day that went by that I didn’t think of him. Every morning I woke up dreading the day ahead, knowing it was still another day without Bucky. The man who had held me close whenever things were terrible. The man who bought me flowers randomly, just because he wanted to see me smile. The man who whispered the dirtiest things to me while ruining my body, just to watch my reactions.
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These are the Fics that I recommend and love for Sebastian Stan and his Characters. Dividers by @firefly-graphics
Sebastian Stan:
Talentless by @piggyjeans – Sebastian Stan x Teen!Reader, Sebastian Stan x Costar!Reader
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The Exchange by @youlightmeupfinn – Sebastian Stan x Model!Reader (Ongoing)
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Harper by @falcqns – Ex!Sebastian Stan x reader
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Love, Theoretically by @mypoisonedvine – Sebastian Stan x Reader (Complete)
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Series Summary: A friendship gets in between you and Sebastian. Includes a lot of angst, NSFW, pregnant reader. (description of request on the post).
The Best Thing I Never Had by @wintersoldier1989 – Sebastian Stan x Fem!Reader (Complete)
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Bucky Barnes:
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Pierced through and through by @angrythingstarlight
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It Never Ends by @chouettedubois – College!AU Bucky x Fem!Reader
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5 Years Later by @annabellehoran – Bucky Barnes x Reader
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Lee Bodecker:
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Summary: Your first time with Bucky after he returns from the blip is very emotional.
5 years without him. 5 years with no hugs, no kisses, no love, no contact. Thinking he was dead and gone and never coming back. There wasn’t a day that went by that I didn’t think of him. Every morning I woke up dreading the day ahead, knowing it was still another day without Bucky. The man who had held me close whenever things were terrible. The man who bought me flowers randomly, just because he wanted to see me smile. The man who whispered the dirtiest things to me while ruining my body, just to watch my reactions.
It had been 5 years since he disappeared right in front of me, but finally, Bucky was back. After the battle, and still not processing that he was truly home, we had made it back to my apartment complex. He had his arm wrapped tightly around my waist, keeping me pressed against his side. Walking into the elevator, I hit the button for my floor and turned to face my love. He was already gazing down at me as I met his sight. I grabbed his face in an instant, pulling him down to mine. Kissing him hard and fast, heads practically slamming together as my need to be close to him was all-consuming. He leaned down, grabbing the backs of my thighs, squeezing them as he picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. His tongue pressed into my mouth, teasing mine, licking my bottom lip. I wound my hands in his long hair, holding tightly at the root, pulling every time he squeezed my thighs. One of his hands left my thigh, reaching up to cup my face.
I couldn’t get close enough. I was on Bucky, being held tightly by him, but the thoughts of this not being real, being just another dream. Another beautiful dream I was going to wake up from any second now, alone in the world without Bucky, again. These thoughts took my mind over.
The tears were flowing before I even realized. Bucky must have felt them because he pulled away, looking at my face, pain written all over his. “I know, sweetheart.” He said, taking his hand from my face, wrapping it tightly around my upper back, the other around my bottom, pulling me so close. I tucked my head into his neck, his long hair against my face. Sobs fell from my mouth as I kept myself tightly latched onto Bucky. Feeling his body against mine, his arms around me, hand rubbing up and down my back, making me fall apart.
All the emotions were overwhelming. I couldn’t help the sobs that came from me as Bucky held me, allowing me to let go. I kept one hand laced through his hair, feeling him there with me, the other one wrapped around his back. “It doesn’t feel real.” I sobbed against the soft skin of his neck, leaving tears to run down into his jacket. “I know, doll. I promise I’m right here. I’m never leaving again. I’m so sorry.” He whispered against my hair, tears evidently falling from him as well. I could feel the wetness hit my neck, furthering my emotions.
The elevator dinged, notifying us we were at my floor as Bucky and I held each other desperately close. “Second door on the left,” I mumbled as Bucky walked us to my apartment. He hadn’t been here before since I moved after the blip. The thought of living in the same place where we had all those memories had ruined me, leading me to move out.
He softly grabbed my key from my pants' back pocket and unlocked my door with ease, bringing us inside. I loosened my death grip around him enough to pull back and look at his face. His bright blue eyes were rimmed with tears, causing more to fall from mine. “Buck.” I sighed, running my thumbs over his cheeks, brushing his tears away.
“Please, let me make love to you, Y/N.” He breathed out, brushing his lips softly against mine. “Please, Bucky,” I whispered, kissing him harder, leaving no space between us. “I need to feel you,” I begged, “bedroom’s on the right.” I got out between kisses. He walked us to my room without breaking from my body, swinging the door open and shut before laying us on the bed. He pulled away from my lips, and pushed my hair out of the way to kiss down my neck.
After 5 years of not feeling him, not feeling anything physical, it felt as though electric shocks were being sent through my body. His lips grazed over my neck, finding my soft spot with ease. He licked and bit at it, desperate moans falling from my mouth without even realizing. He reached up and lightly gripped my chin, keeping my face pointed up and away, so he had full access to my neck. Instinctually he left marks all over my neck, sucking and nipping hard. I groaned at the pain of his bites mixed with the euphoria of his lips on me again, finally. The hand on my chin loosened as he took his pointer and middle finger, slowly dipping them into my mouth. Licking and sucking on the fingers he pushed into my mouth, I felt him groan into my neck.
He pushed himself against me, grinding our bodies together, causing us both to whine at the friction. Feeling him for the first time in so long was more than heavenly. It was utterly indescribable. His body pressed firmly against mine was all it took for the emotions to come flooding back. His fingers fell from my mouth as I grabbed his face, pulling it in front of mine. Tears falling out of my eyes, I begged him, “Please, Bucky.” His bright eyes stared into my teary ones. He nodded slowly, a sympathetic smile on his face.
He leaned down enough to press a soft kiss on my lips before pulling back from me to take his vest off. His eyes never left mine as I sat up enough to pull my shirt off, quickly following with my bra. His gaze stayed on my face before leaning forward and kissing me again, putting an arm up and under my waist, holding my upper back to press our skin together. “So beautiful, baby.” He mumbled into my mouth.
I reached between us for the zipper of his pants to get them off him. Fumbling with the button and the zipper, I couldn’t get off. I felt everything start to crash down on me again. The emotions, the sadness, the pure elation from him being back. Everything brought me back down to the reality that he was here. My breath caught in my throat, and I pulled back from kissing him. I didn’t want to cry. I didn’t want to be emotional, but it was too much.
“Doll, look at me.” He quietly said, grabbing my hands from the top of his pants. “We don’t have to do this right now. We can just be here with each other. I’m not going anywhere, I promise.” He pleaded.
I needed him now. I needed him the second I found out he was coming back. Connecting our bodies in the most intimate way. The closest way two people could was what I craved. I reached up and cupped his face softly. “I need this, James. I need you, just please trust me right now.” I begged him, gentle tears falling down my face again.
“Okay, baby, Okay.” He whined, tears threatening to fall from his own eyes as he reached down to undo his pants for me. I leaned up, capturing his warm lips against mine, feeling his breath invade my mouth. He sighed into me as he leaned forward, pushing my back onto the bed. He kicked his pants and underwear down off his body, leaving him bare against me. I pulled my own pants down as quickly as possible without breaking the kiss. His metal hand trailed down my body, cupping my breast as he squeezed and kneaded it. Groaning into his mouth from the pleasure, he took the opportunity to slip his tongue back into mine. He teased my mouth, licking and tasting me. His hand trailed lower, gently over my stomach, down to the top of my panties. He grazed two fingers over the front of the soaked underwear, making my body shudder against him.
“Was I the last one to touch you?” He questioned, pulling back from kissing me to look at me, “You’re more sensitive than last time, doll.” He whispered, still rubbing his fingers over my soaked panties.
“Yes.” I choked out, “Was never gonna stop waiting for you, Buck.” I honestly responded. He dipped his head down, kissing my cheek softly. His fingers slowed a little at my candor, moving back up to the top of my underwear.
“I’m gonna make up for all the lost time, sweetheart.” He whispered against my face. He started pulling my underwear down. I lifted my hips for him to pull them off, kicking them once they reached my calves. His fingers trailed over the top of my thigh, slowly sliding closer to where I needed him. A shaky sigh left me as he reached my core, running his fingers up and down my slit. “Always so perfect for me.” He spoke, lips against my cheek.
“Yes.” I groaned out as his fingertip teased my hole, slowly sliding in where I needed him most. “Oh my god,” I whined, opening my legs wider for him.
“Does that feel good, angel?” He asked, brushing his nose against my cheek. As he spoke, his breath was hot on my face, a feeling I so direly missed. “Mhm.” I groaned as he sped up, adding another in me. The wet sound of his fingers going in and out of me was enough to break me. “I don’t want your fingers, please. I want you.” I begged, turning my head towards him, pressing our foreheads together, lips just barely touching.
“Baby, you’re so tight. Just cum for me once, and you can have all of me, alright.” He huffed against my lips. I groaned against him as he sped his fingers up even faster. My whole body felt hot, pressure building from feeling his fingers inside me for the first time in so many years. The tightness in my stomach grew stronger as he reached his thumb up to rub my clit. “There you go, sweetheart. I can feel you getting close.” He whispered in hot breaths. Whines fell from my mouth into his as I let the ecstasy consume me. “Oh my god, Bucky.” I cried as I let the orgasm wash over me. “That’s my girl. Keep going.” He said, working me through the pure elation that coursed through my body, never slowing his fingers down. My whole body began to shake as I came down from my high, crying out as I grabbed his metal hand, pulling it away from my body to stop his overstimulation.
Bucky reached up and stuck his fingers in his mouth, cleaning my liquids off of them. “So fucking perfect, doll.” He said, going down to rub his hand over my stomach, comforting me from the intense experience. I could feel his hard cock pressing into my side as he lay next to me, watching me calm down. Reaching down, I grabbed his cock, slowly stroking him. His breath caught in his throat as I squeezed him.
In an instant, he was on me, kissing me hard, teeth hitting, noses butting as I sped up. He hovered over me as I aligned his cock against me. “Y/N,” He said, leaning his forehead against mine, “Are you sure?”
I took my free hand and reached up, cupping his face, running my thumb across his cheek. “I’ve waited 5 years for you. I’m more than sure.” I pleaded, staring into his eyes. He leaned down quickly, kissing my lips before slowly pushing into me. I couldn’t stop the whines that fell from me at how big he felt being pushed inside me.
“God, baby, you’re so tight.” He grunted. Once he was entirely inside, he stopped moving altogether. I instantly wrapped my legs around his waist, wanting him even closer to me. He leaned down, pressing our stomachs together, putting most of his weight on top of me, something he knew I loved. Pure love was written all over his face as he gazed into my eyes. He started peppering my face with kisses, starting with my cheeks, eyelids, forehead, nose, and finally, a long, soft kiss on my lips. “Talk to me, doll. Please tell me how you feel.” He pleaded.
“Good. So good, Bucky,” I whispered, “But please move, need to feel more.” He slowly started thrusting into me, not taking his gaze off my face. Each time he thrust back in, he pushed his hips as far against me as possible, hitting the deepest point within me. Soft moans fell from me against his face as he sped up just a little.
I tried to keep my eyes open, wanting to see him above me. I needed to know this was real, that he was here. Feeling him pour all his love into me physically was all it took for my emotions to get the better of me at the moment. I closed my eyes as the tears welled and slipped out. There was nothing I could do to stop them. I held in the sobs as best as I could before I felt his lips press into mine. “I know, baby, I know,” He said, against me, pulling back slightly, “I’m right here.” He reached up to wipe the nonstop tears falling from me.
The feeling of him inside me, his weight on my body enclosing me in. The soft words he spoke to me made my build-up even stronger. “Promise me, you’ll never leave me again. I need you with me, James.” I begged, holding his face.
He nodded against me before speaking, “I promise, angel. I’m here with you forever. Nothing will ever take me away again, I won’t let it.” He stared into my eyes as he spoke.
With his words spoken, I could feel myself almost at the edge. The pure intimacy and love between us made my mind feel fuzzy as I let the high get closer. It was more than just physical, it was completely emotional and mental with him.
“So close, baby. Can feel you are too, clenching so tight.” He grunted against me, leaning into my neck, speeding his pace up. “Let go for me. I’ve got you.”
I reached my arms around his back, pulling him tighter against me as I let the release flow through me. Loud moans fell from the both of us as my orgasm brought him to his, milking him tightly in me. “Oh fuck.” I breathed out against his shoulder. Bucky continued to softly thrust us both through, slowing down as we finished.
He pulled out, taking his full weight off me to lay next to me, still pressed against me. My tears had stopped, but the intense emotions were still prevalent. I reached up to tuck his hair behind his ear, turning to look at him.
“I missed you,” I barely audibly spoke. Bucky reached his hand up, pushing my hair behind my shoulder, tucking it behind my ear. He cupped his hand on my cheek, running his thumb down and over my bottom lip.
“I won’t ever leave you again,” Bucky whispered back, leaving a soft kiss on my lips.
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Summary: Your first time with Bucky after he returns from the blip is very emotional.
5 years without him. 5 years with no hugs, no kisses, no love, no contact. Thinking he was dead and gone and never coming back. There wasn’t a day that went by that I didn’t think of him. Every morning I woke up dreading the day ahead, knowing it was still another day without Bucky. The man who had held me close whenever things were terrible. The man who bought me flowers randomly, just because he wanted to see me smile. The man who whispered the dirtiest things to me while ruining my body, just to watch my reactions.
It had been 5 years since he disappeared right in front of me, but finally, Bucky was back. After the battle, and still not processing that he was truly home, we had made it back to my apartment complex. He had his arm wrapped tightly around my waist, keeping me pressed against his side. Walking into the elevator, I hit the button for my floor and turned to face my love. He was already gazing down at me as I met his sight. I grabbed his face in an instant, pulling him down to mine. Kissing him hard and fast, heads practically slamming together as my need to be close to him was all-consuming. He leaned down, grabbing the backs of my thighs, squeezing them as he picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. His tongue pressed into my mouth, teasing mine, licking my bottom lip. I wound my hands in his long hair, holding tightly at the root, pulling every time he squeezed my thighs. One of his hands left my thigh, reaching up to cup my face.
I couldn’t get close enough. I was on Bucky, being held tightly by him, but the thoughts of this not being real, being just another dream. Another beautiful dream I was going to wake up from any second now, alone in the world without Bucky, again. These thoughts took my mind over.
The tears were flowing before I even realized. Bucky must have felt them because he pulled away, looking at my face, pain written all over his. “I know, sweetheart.” He said, taking his hand from my face, wrapping it tightly around my upper back, the other around my bottom, pulling me so close. I tucked my head into his neck, his long hair against my face. Sobs fell from my mouth as I kept myself tightly latched onto Bucky. Feeling his body against mine, his arms around me, hand rubbing up and down my back, making me fall apart.
All the emotions were overwhelming. I couldn’t help the sobs that came from me as Bucky held me, allowing me to let go. I kept one hand laced through his hair, feeling him there with me, the other one wrapped around his back. “It doesn’t feel real.” I sobbed against the soft skin of his neck, leaving tears to run down into his jacket. “I know, doll. I promise I’m right here. I’m never leaving again. I’m so sorry.” He whispered against my hair, tears evidently falling from him as well. I could feel the wetness hit my neck, furthering my emotions.
The elevator dinged, notifying us we were at my floor as Bucky and I held each other desperately close. “Second door on the left,” I mumbled as Bucky walked us to my apartment. He hadn’t been here before since I moved after the blip. The thought of living in the same place where we had all those memories had ruined me, leading me to move out.
He softly grabbed my key from my pants' back pocket and unlocked my door with ease, bringing us inside. I loosened my death grip around him enough to pull back and look at his face. His bright blue eyes were rimmed with tears, causing more to fall from mine. “Buck.” I sighed, running my thumbs over his cheeks, brushing his tears away.
“Please, let me make love to you, Y/N.” He breathed out, brushing his lips softly against mine. “Please, Bucky,” I whispered, kissing him harder, leaving no space between us. “I need to feel you,” I begged, “bedroom’s on the right.” I got out between kisses. He walked us to my room without breaking from my body, swinging the door open and shut before laying us on the bed. He pulled away from my lips, and pushed my hair out of the way to kiss down my neck.
After 5 years of not feeling him, not feeling anything physical, it felt as though electric shocks were being sent through my body. His lips grazed over my neck, finding my soft spot with ease. He licked and bit at it, desperate moans falling from my mouth without even realizing. He reached up and lightly gripped my chin, keeping my face pointed up and away, so he had full access to my neck. Instinctually he left marks all over my neck, sucking and nipping hard. I groaned at the pain of his bites mixed with the euphoria of his lips on me again, finally. The hand on my chin loosened as he took his pointer and middle finger, slowly dipping them into my mouth. Licking and sucking on the fingers he pushed into my mouth, I felt him groan into my neck.
He pushed himself against me, grinding our bodies together, causing us both to whine at the friction. Feeling him for the first time in so long was more than heavenly. It was utterly indescribable. His body pressed firmly against mine was all it took for the emotions to come flooding back. His fingers fell from my mouth as I grabbed his face, pulling it in front of mine. Tears falling out of my eyes, I begged him, “Please, Bucky.” His bright eyes stared into my teary ones. He nodded slowly, a sympathetic smile on his face.
He leaned down enough to press a soft kiss on my lips before pulling back from me to take his vest off. His eyes never left mine as I sat up enough to pull my shirt off, quickly following with my bra. His gaze stayed on my face before leaning forward and kissing me again, putting an arm up and under my waist, holding my upper back to press our skin together. “So beautiful, baby.” He mumbled into my mouth.
I reached between us for the zipper of his pants to get them off him. Fumbling with the button and the zipper, I couldn’t get off. I felt everything start to crash down on me again. The emotions, the sadness, the pure elation from him being back. Everything brought me back down to the reality that he was here. My breath caught in my throat, and I pulled back from kissing him. I didn’t want to cry. I didn’t want to be emotional, but it was too much.
“Doll, look at me.” He quietly said, grabbing my hands from the top of his pants. “We don’t have to do this right now. We can just be here with each other. I’m not going anywhere, I promise.” He pleaded.
I needed him now. I needed him the second I found out he was coming back. Connecting our bodies in the most intimate way. The closest way two people could was what I craved. I reached up and cupped his face softly. “I need this, James. I need you, just please trust me right now.” I begged him, gentle tears falling down my face again.
“Okay, baby, Okay.” He whined, tears threatening to fall from his own eyes as he reached down to undo his pants for me. I leaned up, capturing his warm lips against mine, feeling his breath invade my mouth. He sighed into me as he leaned forward, pushing my back onto the bed. He kicked his pants and underwear down off his body, leaving him bare against me. I pulled my own pants down as quickly as possible without breaking the kiss. His metal hand trailed down my body, cupping my breast as he squeezed and kneaded it. Groaning into his mouth from the pleasure, he took the opportunity to slip his tongue back into mine. He teased my mouth, licking and tasting me. His hand trailed lower, gently over my stomach, down to the top of my panties. He grazed two fingers over the front of the soaked underwear, making my body shudder against him.
“Was I the last one to touch you?” He questioned, pulling back from kissing me to look at me, “You’re more sensitive than last time, doll.” He whispered, still rubbing his fingers over my soaked panties.
“Yes.” I choked out, “Was never gonna stop waiting for you, Buck.” I honestly responded. He dipped his head down, kissing my cheek softly. His fingers slowed a little at my candor, moving back up to the top of my underwear.
“I’m gonna make up for all the lost time, sweetheart.” He whispered against my face. He started pulling my underwear down. I lifted my hips for him to pull them off, kicking them once they reached my calves. His fingers trailed over the top of my thigh, slowly sliding closer to where I needed him. A shaky sigh left me as he reached my core, running his fingers up and down my slit. “Always so perfect for me.” He spoke, lips against my cheek.
“Yes.” I groaned out as his fingertip teased my hole, slowly sliding in where I needed him most. “Oh my god,” I whined, opening my legs wider for him.
“Does that feel good, angel?” He asked, brushing his nose against my cheek. As he spoke, his breath was hot on my face, a feeling I so direly missed. “Mhm.” I groaned as he sped up, adding another in me. The wet sound of his fingers going in and out of me was enough to break me. “I don’t want your fingers, please. I want you.” I begged, turning my head towards him, pressing our foreheads together, lips just barely touching.
“Baby, you’re so tight. Just cum for me once, and you can have all of me, alright.” He huffed against my lips. I groaned against him as he sped his fingers up even faster. My whole body felt hot, pressure building from feeling his fingers inside me for the first time in so many years. The tightness in my stomach grew stronger as he reached his thumb up to rub my clit. “There you go, sweetheart. I can feel you getting close.” He whispered in hot breaths. Whines fell from my mouth into his as I let the ecstasy consume me. “Oh my god, Bucky.” I cried as I let the orgasm wash over me. “That’s my girl. Keep going.” He said, working me through the pure elation that coursed through my body, never slowing his fingers down. My whole body began to shake as I came down from my high, crying out as I grabbed his metal hand, pulling it away from my body to stop his overstimulation.
Bucky reached up and stuck his fingers in his mouth, cleaning my liquids off of them. “So fucking perfect, doll.” He said, going down to rub his hand over my stomach, comforting me from the intense experience. I could feel his hard cock pressing into my side as he lay next to me, watching me calm down. Reaching down, I grabbed his cock, slowly stroking him. His breath caught in his throat as I squeezed him.
In an instant, he was on me, kissing me hard, teeth hitting, noses butting as I sped up. He hovered over me as I aligned his cock against me. “Y/N,” He said, leaning his forehead against mine, “Are you sure?”
I took my free hand and reached up, cupping his face, running my thumb across his cheek. “I’ve waited 5 years for you. I’m more than sure.” I pleaded, staring into his eyes. He leaned down quickly, kissing my lips before slowly pushing into me. I couldn’t stop the whines that fell from me at how big he felt being pushed inside me.
“God, baby, you’re so tight.” He grunted. Once he was entirely inside, he stopped moving altogether. I instantly wrapped my legs around his waist, wanting him even closer to me. He leaned down, pressing our stomachs together, putting most of his weight on top of me, something he knew I loved. Pure love was written all over his face as he gazed into my eyes. He started peppering my face with kisses, starting with my cheeks, eyelids, forehead, nose, and finally, a long, soft kiss on my lips. “Talk to me, doll. Please tell me how you feel.” He pleaded.
“Good. So good, Bucky,” I whispered, “But please move, need to feel more.” He slowly started thrusting into me, not taking his gaze off my face. Each time he thrust back in, he pushed his hips as far against me as possible, hitting the deepest point within me. Soft moans fell from me against his face as he sped up just a little.
I tried to keep my eyes open, wanting to see him above me. I needed to know this was real, that he was here. Feeling him pour all his love into me physically was all it took for my emotions to get the better of me at the moment. I closed my eyes as the tears welled and slipped out. There was nothing I could do to stop them. I held in the sobs as best as I could before I felt his lips press into mine. “I know, baby, I know,” He said, against me, pulling back slightly, “I’m right here.” He reached up to wipe the nonstop tears falling from me.
The feeling of him inside me, his weight on my body enclosing me in. The soft words he spoke to me made my build-up even stronger. “Promise me, you’ll never leave me again. I need you with me, James.” I begged, holding his face.
He nodded against me before speaking, “I promise, angel. I’m here with you forever. Nothing will ever take me away again, I won’t let it.” He stared into my eyes as he spoke.
With his words spoken, I could feel myself almost at the edge. The pure intimacy and love between us made my mind feel fuzzy as I let the high get closer. It was more than just physical, it was completely emotional and mental with him.
“So close, baby. Can feel you are too, clenching so tight.” He grunted against me, leaning into my neck, speeding his pace up. “Let go for me. I’ve got you.”
I reached my arms around his back, pulling him tighter against me as I let the release flow through me. Loud moans fell from the both of us as my orgasm brought him to his, milking him tightly in me. “Oh fuck.” I breathed out against his shoulder. Bucky continued to softly thrust us both through, slowing down as we finished.
He pulled out, taking his full weight off me to lay next to me, still pressed against me. My tears had stopped, but the intense emotions were still prevalent. I reached up to tuck his hair behind his ear, turning to look at him.
“I missed you,” I barely audibly spoke. Bucky reached his hand up, pushing my hair behind my shoulder, tucking it behind my ear. He cupped his hand on my cheek, running his thumb down and over my bottom lip.
“I won’t ever leave you again,” Bucky whispered back, leaving a soft kiss on my lips.
Summary: Being the daughter of a mafia boss was hard enough growing up. You got out and made a new life for yourself as a bartender only to be sucked in when your old man made a bad deal and he thinks you need protection. Enter Bucky Barnes, your new bodyguard and roommate.
Warnings: mentions of r*pe/kidnapping, smut (p in v)
Word Count: 2k
Authors Notes: Listen, I know it’s been a while. I apologize. I hope you all can forgive me with this short yet therapeutic chapter. I’ll try not to make chapter ten take forever.
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A week had passed since being brought home from the cabin and life was a bit overwhelming.
Bucky was there every step of the way, from the doctors appointments that were set up to get your health back in order to soothing you when the nightmares plagued your mind. Michael was taking care of the business side of things, staying true to his word about getting you out of this. You even mentioned having some of the money that came in from Pierce’s businesses going to women's shelters and domestic violence charities. What better way to use the money of the man who made your mothers life a living hell?
The cops had gotten a hold of you and started the process of swapping over all of the legal things to you. You were never asked about why Pierce was found dead, where you were the entirety of the six months, or why your name was still on the will. And it was, just like Michael said. Alexander had no intention of ever passing anything to you nor your mother. After she had left him and found a home with Michael, he decided to someday kill you both. Unfortunately he only managed to get one.
Working at Duff’s was something you knew wouldn’t be plausible anymore. You adored your boss and the regulars, but you weren’t in that same mindset. Small things made you jump. Bucky brushing his hand against yours, the clatter of a dish being put in the sink, the honk of a horn outside. But Bucky accompanied you when you went in to talk to Duff himself. He was worried about you, for the woman he once saw so independent now struggling. You reassured him that you would be okay, but that you couldn’t come back. After offering you an open door any time you needed it, you left. It was bittersweet.
Once back on the road, you chewed on your lip while staring out of the window.
“What’s on your mind, Angel?” Bucky said quietly as he turned the radio down a notch or two.
“Bucky…I don’t think I can stay here,” you muttered. The thought had been heavy on your mind for the last few days. Looking over to him as he came to a red light, you noticed his eyebrow raised. “Brooklyn, I mean. It’s home, but it isn’t my home anymore. Once all of this is figured out…I want to move out of state.”
Bucky was quiet for a moment as he took in your choice. It wasn’t the first time you mentioned leaving, but the last time you did, it was out of hatred for your father. How angry you were for the way Michael hid how Alexander was your biological father. “Where would you go?” He asked, sort of afraid what the answer would be.
You shrugged. “Maybe out west. I’ve been to California before and there’s a lot of things I wouldn’t mind doing there. Between the cities and the nature they have, it’s an option. And I guess I don’t have to worry about money being an issue, you know?” You thought aloud.
“It certainly won’t be anymore,” Bucky spoke quietly as he drove.
“Come with me?” You looked over, realizing that you hadn’t even asked him yet. The look on his face, the way he wouldn’t look at you, it told you everything. He thought you were leaving him.
It was a big question for Bucky. Brooklyn had been his home his whole life. It was where he learned how to be a person again after being discharged from the army. It was where he found a job and learned how to be the most trustworthy person to his employer. It was the place he found someone who didn’t judge him.
And he was willing to give it up to be with her now.
“Guess we should start looking for a place,” Bucky glanced over, giving her a smirk. She had his answer. She wouldn’t be alone again.
That night, the two of you curled up on the couch and watched some bad comedy, the kind that was so awful that it was funny. Dinner was Chinese food from a place down the street, dessert was your neighbors cookies. This time, not special.
Glancing up from your spot cozied up against Bucky’s chest, he looked down and gave you a soft smile. He couldn’t deny that he did love how you curled up around him. You would joke about leeching his heat off of him, but he knew better.
You leaned up softly and pressed your lips to his in a slow kiss, like many the two of you had shared. He let you set the pace of it, not wanting to push you any further than what you were comfortable doing. But this time, you felt different. You wanted more than the kisses. You deepened your kiss, sitting up more to hitch a leg around his waist.
“Angel…” Bucky muttered against your lips. You pulled back, furrowing your brow. “Are you sure?”
Were you? You wanted him, you wanted more with him. But all he saw was how you woke up in the middle of the night screaming when your nightmares got terrible. How you cried when you felt like those men's hands were on you. He was worried, as he had a good reason to be.
“Buck..please. I just…” you took a deep breath and nodded. “I don’t like knowing that they were the last ones to touch me, you know? I want…I want something good. I want to be touched in the way I’m okay with,” you tried to explain. It was hard, your thoughts not quite put into words properly.
Bucky’s eyes softened as he gazed up at you. Bringing a hand up, he cupped your cheek and let his thumb brush over your skin. “If we do this, I don’t want you to think you have to. If you say stop, I stop. If it gets to be too much, I stop. Got it?” He said, laying down his rules. All he did lately was worry about you, and this was his biggest worry yet.
You nodded gently, leaning back down to press your lips to his. As the two of you kissed, Bucky sat up and gripped your thighs before standing. He knew that when you were in that cabin, everything happened on that disgusting couch. If he was going to do this, he was going to do it properly. He carried you into the room you two now shared, kicking the door shut behind him. Making it to the bed, he set you on the edge and ever so cautiously pulled your shirt off, though you hadn’t been wearing a bra beneath. Your body was littered with scars from the past months, the freshest still being on your leg. It had scabbed over, still sore from time to time. He knew he had to be gentle, go slowly.
Nodding his head, he motioned for you to slide up the bed. Once you touched the pillows, you laid your head down. Now was his time to kiss and caress every inch of your body. Words didn’t need to be exchanged yet, just soft breaths and sighs. He took his time, starting at your lips, down your neck, over your shoulder, to your chest. Holding himself up with the metal arm, his other hand skimmed over your side. He wanted to feel your flesh on his. His lips traveled from one side of your chest to the other, his tongue gently lapping over your nipple. He was doing more than what you had asked, trying to rid the feeling of everything in your mind but him. Dipping lower, he pressed a kiss to every little scar that was left from the beatings. Your face had healed mostly, just yellowing left along your cheek and eye.
He sat up slowly, biting his lip as he slid his fingers beneath the waistband of your sweats. He caught your eyes as if to ask, and you gave a soft nod. Sliding them down, he tossed them away. You were splayed out for him, and although you couldn’t find an ounce of good in the way you looked, he adored every ounce of you. “Beautiful,” he whispered. He pulled your panties off slowly as well, making sure to assess every sound that came from your lips. He didn’t care about his own needs right now, this was all for you. Your own way to cope and help try to counteract a negative. And under his gaze, maybe you did start to feel beautiful.
He pulled his shirt off then, reminding you that the two of you had been through your own hells and still managed to be here in the same bed. Carefully, Bucky pressed his hand to your thigh and slowly slid up. He watched your eyes, as if expecting to see any hesitancy. But none was found when his fingers slid across your slit, causing a moan to slip from your lips. Prior to the incident, or well to when Bucky came to watch over you, your vibrator was your best friend. But in six months, you hadn’t felt pleasure. It was at his hands now, how he slid a finger inside to test the waters so to speak. He leaned forward, an arm holding him up as he hovered over you. Your hand came up and slipped into his hair before pulling him into a deep kiss. His finger pumped into you before a second was added, curling and causing your hips to push against them.
“Bucky…” you whispered against his lips, your other hand sliding down his side to his own sweatpants as a hint that you wanted them off.
“Patience,” he chuckled. But he leaned up anyways, sliding them down and tossing them into the growing pile of clothes. You bit your lip as your eyes took in the body before you. It was a body you were starting to love. A man you were starting to love. Or maybe it already was love. Right now, all you knew was you needed him in your life. And he had no plans on going anywhere. Bucky leaned back down and settled himself between your legs. Skin to skin, he was warm and you were ready. “Remember what I said?”
You nodded. “Stop means stop,” you spoke.
“That’s right, Angel,” he gave a smile and kissed you deeply. One of his hands slipped between you two, sliding along your slit in a little bit of a tease. There had been a night where you told him what they did. Never teased, never readied you. They only took what they wanted. Bucky would tease, he would think about you first before himself.
“Please,” you moaned as he rubbed himself against your clit. Another deep chuckle and Bucky was lining himself up with you. He pulled his head back to watch your face as he pushed in. You whimpered, though not because it hurt. It felt good, amazing even. You had forgotten what sex was like for a while, how it could feel when you actually wanted it. Somehow this was actually therapeutic in a way. He started slow, pushing himself all the way in before pulling back.
He started to find a pace, all while you made sounds that assured him this wasn’t like what you went through for months. This was better, needed. Your hands cupped his face as you kissed him, your breath quick while your heart started to race. His own moans muffled against your lips, thrusts starting to go slightly harder.
But then the anxiety hit you and you had to pull back from the kiss. “S-stop,” you spoke. Immediately Bucky pulled out and leaned up. You took deep breaths, starting to feel flashbacks. He was quiet, giving you moments to try and figure out what you wanted to do. It was the confined space, how you were held down. Your eyes met Bucky’s worried ones and you frowned. “I…can I be on top?” You asked. Your body still wanted him, your mind was just scared.
“Of course,” he said. Leaning over, he laid back and let you straddle his waist. You could feel yourself more in control this way, your mind could understand that. You trusted Bucky, but trauma didn’t just go away. This though, this you could do. You leaned your hips up and slid him back into you, his hands finding your waist to help steady you. Bucky had no issue being beneath. He knew some men wanted that control of being on top, but he couldn’t deny the view he had from being under you. He could even see how it was helping you, your hands on his chest as you bounced your hips up and down at an increasing pace.
“Y/n…” Bucky moaned, his hips lifting to meet yours. One of his hands slid up your body and massaged your breast, thumb running over your nipple. Your head tilted back, finally feeling the pleasure course through your body. Hearing Bucky moan your name was like Heaven.
Looking down at him, you loved to see how you were the one bringing him this pleasure. It was something you loved seeing in the past from the others you slept with. And you could only hope that now, you were the only one to make him moan like that. Your hips kept up their rhythm, though you knew tonight wasn’t going to be something that lasted all hours. You two needed this for separate reasons.
His hand fell from your chest and slid down, all the way to where his thumb started to circle your clit. That brought you closer, your nails pressing half crescents into his skin. “That’s it, I want you to cum for me. You cum before I do,” Bucky spoke, though you could detect a bit of a growl behind his words. He wanted your pleasure.
Your hips sped up, moans falling from your lips like a prayer. “I-I…” you couldn’t get the words out before your release, your back arching and head tilted back. Bucky, being a man of his word, let you start to ride out your own pleasure before he came, thrusting up into you as he filled you. The two of you kept going until you couldn’t anymore, your body falling limp onto his chest. You weren’t sure if you heard his heart thumping hard through his chest or if it was yours in your ears.
You both laid there for what felt like forever, his arms holding you close while you caught your breath. You had harder, dirtier sex in the past, but this felt meaningful. Something you really hadn’t experienced. Dating wasn’t your thing. You liked being alone. But now you didn’t need to be.
“You okay?” Bucky broke the silence after about six minutes, needing to check in on how you felt. Lifting your head, you gazed into his blue eyes.
“‘m okay,” you mumbled. “Really.” Giving a soft nod, you pressed a tired kiss to his lips and sighed. “Thank you.”
“No need for thanks,” he smiled. “C’mon, I think we deserve a shower and some sleep.”
The next day had a bit of a different air about it. The two of you woke up naked, curled up together. Bucky had been awake first but insisted he wanted to stay with you, joking about how you’re always cold and he wanted to make sure you were warm. He could see it in your eyes, how you had a bit more light in them. One night of consensual sex wouldn’t cure everything you had gone through, but knowing that you made a choice and were given freedom of control was a step.
“So, California?” Bucky glanced over at you as you ate the omelette he made.
Nodding softly, you swallowed your bite. “I think so. I just want to get out of New York. I was thinking up north, maybe where there’s some forests but yet still close enough to cities? Gives us privacy but we aren’t far away from everything,” you spoke. After being stuck in the middle of nowhere in a cabin, you didn’t want that again.
“Think today we should start looking? Quicker we make an offer, quicker you can get out of here,” Bucky suggested. You took another bite, mulling over his words. You had the money to get out as quickly as you needed to. And the only person you knew you wanted to keep in contact here was Michael. Plus, finding the right home would take time anyways.
“Yeah, let’s look today,” you smiled. “But it’s gotta have a nice big bathtub. The one here in the apartment isn’t fun.”
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Summary: Your first time with Bucky after he returns from the blip is very emotional.
5 years without him. 5 years with no hugs, no kisses, no love, no contact. Thinking he was dead and gone and never coming back. There wasn’t a day that went by that I didn’t think of him. Every morning I woke up dreading the day ahead, knowing it was still another day without Bucky. The man who had held me close whenever things were terrible. The man who bought me flowers randomly, just because he wanted to see me smile. The man who whispered the dirtiest things to me while ruining my body, just to watch my reactions.
It had been 5 years since he disappeared right in front of me, but finally, Bucky was back. After the battle, and still not processing that he was truly home, we had made it back to my apartment complex. He had his arm wrapped tightly around my waist, keeping me pressed against his side. Walking into the elevator, I hit the button for my floor and turned to face my love. He was already gazing down at me as I met his sight. I grabbed his face in an instant, pulling him down to mine. Kissing him hard and fast, heads practically slamming together as my need to be close to him was all-consuming. He leaned down, grabbing the backs of my thighs, squeezing them as he picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. His tongue pressed into my mouth, teasing mine, licking my bottom lip. I wound my hands in his long hair, holding tightly at the root, pulling every time he squeezed my thighs. One of his hands left my thigh, reaching up to cup my face.
I couldn’t get close enough. I was on Bucky, being held tightly by him, but the thoughts of this not being real, being just another dream. Another beautiful dream I was going to wake up from any second now, alone in the world without Bucky, again. These thoughts took my mind over.
The tears were flowing before I even realized. Bucky must have felt them because he pulled away, looking at my face, pain written all over his. “I know, sweetheart.” He said, taking his hand from my face, wrapping it tightly around my upper back, the other around my bottom, pulling me so close. I tucked my head into his neck, his long hair against my face. Sobs fell from my mouth as I kept myself tightly latched onto Bucky. Feeling his body against mine, his arms around me, hand rubbing up and down my back, making me fall apart.
All the emotions were overwhelming. I couldn’t help the sobs that came from me as Bucky held me, allowing me to let go. I kept one hand laced through his hair, feeling him there with me, the other one wrapped around his back. “It doesn’t feel real.” I sobbed against the soft skin of his neck, leaving tears to run down into his jacket. “I know, doll. I promise I’m right here. I’m never leaving again. I’m so sorry.” He whispered against my hair, tears evidently falling from him as well. I could feel the wetness hit my neck, furthering my emotions.
The elevator dinged, notifying us we were at my floor as Bucky and I held each other desperately close. “Second door on the left,” I mumbled as Bucky walked us to my apartment. He hadn’t been here before since I moved after the blip. The thought of living in the same place where we had all those memories had ruined me, leading me to move out.
He softly grabbed my key from my pants' back pocket and unlocked my door with ease, bringing us inside. I loosened my death grip around him enough to pull back and look at his face. His bright blue eyes were rimmed with tears, causing more to fall from mine. “Buck.” I sighed, running my thumbs over his cheeks, brushing his tears away.
“Please, let me make love to you, Y/N.” He breathed out, brushing his lips softly against mine. “Please, Bucky,” I whispered, kissing him harder, leaving no space between us. “I need to feel you,” I begged, “bedroom’s on the right.” I got out between kisses. He walked us to my room without breaking from my body, swinging the door open and shut before laying us on the bed. He pulled away from my lips, and pushed my hair out of the way to kiss down my neck.
After 5 years of not feeling him, not feeling anything physical, it felt as though electric shocks were being sent through my body. His lips grazed over my neck, finding my soft spot with ease. He licked and bit at it, desperate moans falling from my mouth without even realizing. He reached up and lightly gripped my chin, keeping my face pointed up and away, so he had full access to my neck. Instinctually he left marks all over my neck, sucking and nipping hard. I groaned at the pain of his bites mixed with the euphoria of his lips on me again, finally. The hand on my chin loosened as he took his pointer and middle finger, slowly dipping them into my mouth. Licking and sucking on the fingers he pushed into my mouth, I felt him groan into my neck.
He pushed himself against me, grinding our bodies together, causing us both to whine at the friction. Feeling him for the first time in so long was more than heavenly. It was utterly indescribable. His body pressed firmly against mine was all it took for the emotions to come flooding back. His fingers fell from my mouth as I grabbed his face, pulling it in front of mine. Tears falling out of my eyes, I begged him, “Please, Bucky.” His bright eyes stared into my teary ones. He nodded slowly, a sympathetic smile on his face.
He leaned down enough to press a soft kiss on my lips before pulling back from me to take his vest off. His eyes never left mine as I sat up enough to pull my shirt off, quickly following with my bra. His gaze stayed on my face before leaning forward and kissing me again, putting an arm up and under my waist, holding my upper back to press our skin together. “So beautiful, baby.” He mumbled into my mouth.
I reached between us for the zipper of his pants to get them off him. Fumbling with the button and the zipper, I couldn’t get off. I felt everything start to crash down on me again. The emotions, the sadness, the pure elation from him being back. Everything brought me back down to the reality that he was here. My breath caught in my throat, and I pulled back from kissing him. I didn’t want to cry. I didn’t want to be emotional, but it was too much.
“Doll, look at me.” He quietly said, grabbing my hands from the top of his pants. “We don’t have to do this right now. We can just be here with each other. I’m not going anywhere, I promise.” He pleaded.
I needed him now. I needed him the second I found out he was coming back. Connecting our bodies in the most intimate way. The closest way two people could was what I craved. I reached up and cupped his face softly. “I need this, James. I need you, just please trust me right now.” I begged him, gentle tears falling down my face again.
“Okay, baby, Okay.” He whined, tears threatening to fall from his own eyes as he reached down to undo his pants for me. I leaned up, capturing his warm lips against mine, feeling his breath invade my mouth. He sighed into me as he leaned forward, pushing my back onto the bed. He kicked his pants and underwear down off his body, leaving him bare against me. I pulled my own pants down as quickly as possible without breaking the kiss. His metal hand trailed down my body, cupping my breast as he squeezed and kneaded it. Groaning into his mouth from the pleasure, he took the opportunity to slip his tongue back into mine. He teased my mouth, licking and tasting me. His hand trailed lower, gently over my stomach, down to the top of my panties. He grazed two fingers over the front of the soaked underwear, making my body shudder against him.
“Was I the last one to touch you?” He questioned, pulling back from kissing me to look at me, “You’re more sensitive than last time, doll.” He whispered, still rubbing his fingers over my soaked panties.
“Yes.” I choked out, “Was never gonna stop waiting for you, Buck.” I honestly responded. He dipped his head down, kissing my cheek softly. His fingers slowed a little at my candor, moving back up to the top of my underwear.
“I’m gonna make up for all the lost time, sweetheart.” He whispered against my face. He started pulling my underwear down. I lifted my hips for him to pull them off, kicking them once they reached my calves. His fingers trailed over the top of my thigh, slowly sliding closer to where I needed him. A shaky sigh left me as he reached my core, running his fingers up and down my slit. “Always so perfect for me.” He spoke, lips against my cheek.
“Yes.” I groaned out as his fingertip teased my hole, slowly sliding in where I needed him most. “Oh my god,” I whined, opening my legs wider for him.
“Does that feel good, angel?” He asked, brushing his nose against my cheek. As he spoke, his breath was hot on my face, a feeling I so direly missed. “Mhm.” I groaned as he sped up, adding another in me. The wet sound of his fingers going in and out of me was enough to break me. “I don’t want your fingers, please. I want you.” I begged, turning my head towards him, pressing our foreheads together, lips just barely touching.
“Baby, you’re so tight. Just cum for me once, and you can have all of me, alright.” He huffed against my lips. I groaned against him as he sped his fingers up even faster. My whole body felt hot, pressure building from feeling his fingers inside me for the first time in so many years. The tightness in my stomach grew stronger as he reached his thumb up to rub my clit. “There you go, sweetheart. I can feel you getting close.” He whispered in hot breaths. Whines fell from my mouth into his as I let the ecstasy consume me. “Oh my god, Bucky.” I cried as I let the orgasm wash over me. “That’s my girl. Keep going.” He said, working me through the pure elation that coursed through my body, never slowing his fingers down. My whole body began to shake as I came down from my high, crying out as I grabbed his metal hand, pulling it away from my body to stop his overstimulation.
Bucky reached up and stuck his fingers in his mouth, cleaning my liquids off of them. “So fucking perfect, doll.” He said, going down to rub his hand over my stomach, comforting me from the intense experience. I could feel his hard cock pressing into my side as he lay next to me, watching me calm down. Reaching down, I grabbed his cock, slowly stroking him. His breath caught in his throat as I squeezed him.
In an instant, he was on me, kissing me hard, teeth hitting, noses butting as I sped up. He hovered over me as I aligned his cock against me. “Y/N,” He said, leaning his forehead against mine, “Are you sure?”
I took my free hand and reached up, cupping his face, running my thumb across his cheek. “I’ve waited 5 years for you. I’m more than sure.” I pleaded, staring into his eyes. He leaned down quickly, kissing my lips before slowly pushing into me. I couldn’t stop the whines that fell from me at how big he felt being pushed inside me.
“God, baby, you’re so tight.” He grunted. Once he was entirely inside, he stopped moving altogether. I instantly wrapped my legs around his waist, wanting him even closer to me. He leaned down, pressing our stomachs together, putting most of his weight on top of me, something he knew I loved. Pure love was written all over his face as he gazed into my eyes. He started peppering my face with kisses, starting with my cheeks, eyelids, forehead, nose, and finally, a long, soft kiss on my lips. “Talk to me, doll. Please tell me how you feel.” He pleaded.
“Good. So good, Bucky,” I whispered, “But please move, need to feel more.” He slowly started thrusting into me, not taking his gaze off my face. Each time he thrust back in, he pushed his hips as far against me as possible, hitting the deepest point within me. Soft moans fell from me against his face as he sped up just a little.
I tried to keep my eyes open, wanting to see him above me. I needed to know this was real, that he was here. Feeling him pour all his love into me physically was all it took for my emotions to get the better of me at the moment. I closed my eyes as the tears welled and slipped out. There was nothing I could do to stop them. I held in the sobs as best as I could before I felt his lips press into mine. “I know, baby, I know,” He said, against me, pulling back slightly, “I’m right here.” He reached up to wipe the nonstop tears falling from me.
The feeling of him inside me, his weight on my body enclosing me in. The soft words he spoke to me made my build-up even stronger. “Promise me, you’ll never leave me again. I need you with me, James.” I begged, holding his face.
He nodded against me before speaking, “I promise, angel. I’m here with you forever. Nothing will ever take me away again, I won’t let it.” He stared into my eyes as he spoke.
With his words spoken, I could feel myself almost at the edge. The pure intimacy and love between us made my mind feel fuzzy as I let the high get closer. It was more than just physical, it was completely emotional and mental with him.
“So close, baby. Can feel you are too, clenching so tight.” He grunted against me, leaning into my neck, speeding his pace up. “Let go for me. I’ve got you.”
I reached my arms around his back, pulling him tighter against me as I let the release flow through me. Loud moans fell from the both of us as my orgasm brought him to his, milking him tightly in me. “Oh fuck.” I breathed out against his shoulder. Bucky continued to softly thrust us both through, slowing down as we finished.
He pulled out, taking his full weight off me to lay next to me, still pressed against me. My tears had stopped, but the intense emotions were still prevalent. I reached up to tuck his hair behind his ear, turning to look at him.
“I missed you,” I barely audibly spoke. Bucky reached his hand up, pushing my hair behind my shoulder, tucking it behind my ear. He cupped his hand on my cheek, running his thumb down and over my bottom lip.
“I won’t ever leave you again,” Bucky whispered back, leaving a soft kiss on my lips.
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