manhandling bucky like this.
( content warnings ) 18+ dry humping. grinding. blood.
it had been a fucking irritating day at work. that was clear by the long sigh that passed your lips as the door slammed shut behind you. bucky perked up, the vibration from the door shutting reaching the living room. “babe?” he called out, leaning over the couch as he watched you approach. you kicked off your heels, letting out a soft huff as you ran a hand through your already frazzled locks.
he nearly snickered at the sight of you. “what happened today?” he hummed, tilting his head as his legs spread comfortably. “i really.. don’t wanna talk about it, buck,” you grumbled as your purse hit the ground, bare feet against the floor as you made your way to the kitchen. “huh,” he hummed quietly, an eyebrow arching as he watched you pour yourself a glass of wine.
“don’t.” you cut him off within the second, your lips pressed against the glass as the flavored crimson poured into your mouth.
“aw, c’mon,” bucky continued with a smirk. he had on that smug idiot look he always did when he wanted to annoy you. “i bet it was that blonde lady you’re always complaining about—“
“bucky.” you huffed softly as you set down the glass, rolling your eyes as you put your hair up, irritated by the strands tickling your neck. swiping the glass off the counter, you stepped into the living room, looking down to meet bucky's vain expression.
"what?" he asked, half smirk tugging on his lips as he sunk back against the couch, looking up at you. "oh, don't tell me it was your boss— mgh." bucky's eyes widened slightly as you straddled his lap, your free hand wrapped around his jaw, shutting it closed.
"james. how many times do i have to tell you to just.. shut up?" you asked with an exasperated huff, your fresh manicure raking against his stubble before piercing his skin. he let out a soft gasp, his fingers wrapping around your wrist as his hips bucked up against yours. you scoffed softly, your glass sitting pretty between your fingers as you took a long sip, grinding down against him with a hum. "sit still," you muttered out, the crescents forming from your nails beginning to draw blood as you held his mouth shut.
bucky let out something close to a whine, shifting under your weight as his growing boner rubbed against your clothed cunt. you hummed, amused. "you love to talk shit but you're quiet when you're like this," you noted softly, your hands withdrawing from his chin and slipping onto your tongue, sucking off the blood.
he panted softly, catching his breath as he stared up at you, letting out a soft huffing laugh as his fingers swiped the dripping scarlet from his chin. "that was mean," he hummed, still looking irritatingly smug as his head lolled back against the couch.
"you deserved it." you huffed softly, taking another drink from your glass as you eyed him. settling the glass down on the coffee table behind you, your hand came up to run through his umber locks.
"now, are you gonna be nice or do i need to make something else bleed?"
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