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“Little one,” Bucky warns as she pours, space between her eyebrow creased as she gives him a loud huff.

There’s nothing that’s going to change her mind. She’s stubborn, after all, and Bucky knows this.

“Why not?” She whines, close to throwing a temper tantrum because she doesn’t understand why he won’t let her.

He sighs, uncrossing his arms and pushing off of the doorframe to walk over to her.

The look in his eyes changed with his first step, pupils engulfing the blue around them.

“You really want it?” He questions, cocking his head to the side as she doesn’t hesitate as she nods her head enthusiastically.

“Then go ahead, I’d like to see that tight cunt of yours swallow my cock.”

A shiver runs down her spine at his words, being pushed onto the couch before pulled onto Bucky’s lap.

He grinds her hips against his—dry humping as soft little pants and whines leave her lips.

There’s nothing Bucky loves more than hearing her desperate, and now, she’s naked against him; drenched and clawing at his shoulders and chest.

“I can do it, Bucky,” she drawls, eyes closed as she rubs her tummy against his hard cock.

It causes him to groan lowly before he’s smirking, “well no one’s stoppin’ ya, baby.”

Bucky watches as he can see the way her breathing stutters, pocket of air catching in her throat at him giving into what she wants.

“Or did that dumb baby brain of yours realize that ‘m too big for you, huh?” He taunts, clutching her cheeks between two metal digits; watching how they dig into her soft cheeks.

She pouts, again, before shaking her head. All it does is make Bucky roll his eyes.

“Big girl words, use your big girl words.” He reminds her as he watches the crease form between her eyebrows.

“Cute,” he comments, “now don’t act stupid.”

“I want to, I wanna feel you ‘side me,” she squeals, using two hands on his cock as she strokes him.

He sighs, enjoying the way her smaller hands move against him. They’re so much softer than his ever could be, knowing him all too well.

“Go on, little one, sit on my cock then. Let me fill you up ‘til ‘m all the way in your tummy,” he purrs with a teasing smirk.

She’s giddy, excited as she lines himself up with her waiting core before slowly, but daringly sinking over him.

His hands are gripping her ass, squeezing the supple flesh as her mouth hangs open.

She’s handling it well, Bucky thinks, but she isn’t even halfway over him.

A whimper leaves her mouth, “uh, uh, you’re doin’ so good. I know what my pretty girl is capable of.”

She needs the encouragement as she opens her heavy eyes to look down at how far she is over him; walls greedy as they squeeze him.

“You wanted this, little one,” he growls suddenly, hands on her hips.

“But you’re too dumb to understand that you can’t have everything you want.” She whines at his words as she feels herself bottoming out on top of him.

And she feels full. Fuller than ever before.

Bucky let’s out a content hum, “look at you, little girl.”

“Do you feel how fuckin’ full you are? So greedy to be stretched and full,” he taunts, “how’s it feel?” He asks, flesh hand on her lower tummy as he feels the bulge.

She lets out a soft moan, “so good,” as she can barely string together a coherent sentence because she doesn’t remember a time where she felt so complete.

“You gonna sit there or fuck yourself, hmm?” He poses the question, licking his lower lip as he begins to toy with her nipples.

“Because if you don’t start movin’ I sure as hell will, pretty girl.”

She shudders, anchoring herself on his shoulders as she wiggles her bum, then rocks her hips and oh the moan that leaves her mouth is enough to get Bucky’s cock twitching.

“Love all the sounds you make for me, little one,” he groans, letting his head fall back as she moves over him.

His eyes are glued to where they’re connected, watching her swallow him with each movement and he can’t wait to fill her up.

“You gonna let me breed you?” He barks, nostrils flaring as she desperately rides him.

“Gonna let me stuff you with my seed ‘til you’re drippin’?” She wants it, needs to be full of him as she continues with her hips.

“Well then don’t you dare stop ‘cause ‘m so close, pretty girl. Milkin’ my cock so fuckin’ well with your sweet little cunt.”

Goosebumps prickle her skin as she begins to cum without warning, body loosening as she falls forward and it’s Bucky’s turn to thrust upwards.

He can’t focus on anything other than the bulge he creates in her tummy before…

“Fuck,” hearing Bucky choke out a whimper as he cums sends a shiver down her spine as he pumps her full before he finally loosens the grip he has on her waist.

“Oh baby,” he hums with glossy eyes, “don’t think I’ve ever came that hard.”

One of Stark’s new starry-eyed interns had her sights set on your boyfriend. Paige Knox, just out of college with her graduate degree and a little too eager to please.

Breaking in the interns was always fun, getting them absolutely plastered until Steve-star-spangled-righteousness-Rogers ordered everyone to bed. It wasn’t all that fun for you this year though, watching Paige get all handsy with your man.

“Do you like it when she flirts with you?” You called out to Bucky as he brushed his teeth in the en-suite bathroom.

“No,” he spits mint toothpaste into the sink. “She’s like an overexcited lab puppy.”

You laughed at that. “She’s so cute and tiny.”

“I guess,” he shrugged and slipped under the covers. “Much too pouty for me, if I’m bein’ honest.”

“What does that mean?”

“I bet she couldn’t take me like you do.”

Days turn into weeks of Paige getting Bucky alone whenever she can. It doesn’t bother you because you think something will happen between them, you trust him, it bothers you because she hasn’t given up yet.

How has she not realized he’s yours?

You could kick her ass in a pinch with your training, but you just take out all your energy on workouts with Steve and Sam or sparring with Natasha. You need to be the bigger person and ignore her.

“I was lookin’ for you,” Bucky catches you in the communal kitchen, in nothing but his red Henley and pajama shorts. “You been avoiding me?”

“Never,” you say nonchalantly. “Someone else just seems to be taking up your time lately.”

He nods his head, knowing that he’ll lose that argument if he even tries at it. The kitchen is quiet, dark, and everyone else is in bed, it’s no time for a yelling match.

“Doll, you know I’m yours,” he sighs.

You sit up on the counter, beckoning him to stand between your open legs. “I know, Buck.”

His hair is silky when you thread your fingers through it, pulling him closer to kiss you. It was inevitable that this kitchen would become another place christened by you and Bucky’s activities sooner or later.

Your lips melt into his, and he can taste the cherry chapstick you had just applied on his tongue. Bucky doesn’t waste time sneakily pulling your shorts down, knowing damn well you skip the panties this late at night.

“So wet already,” he hums as his metal fingers make their way through your folds. “It happens when you think about me, doesn’t it?”

The metal arm is one of your not-so-secret weaknesses. It’s cold, it’s sturdy, and it feels so good down there. Bucky knows it too, and he uses it to his advantage, like he is right now, rubbing slow figure-eights on your clit.

“Fuck, Bucky,” you let out a chorus of broken moans. “Don’t make me beg, c’mon.”

He sheds his sweatpants and boxers, leaving him in just a navy blue tee and those damn dog tags. His cock is hard and heavy, and you can’t wait for him to get it inside of you.

You pull Bucky’s hair without thinking as he pushes inside you, his mouth open as he groans. His metal fingers are still toying with your clit, sensitive and pulsing. You could cum just from this.

He snaps his hips forcefully, shockwaves coursing through you when he does it again. He continues that same rhythm, and before you know it, your head is hitting the cabinets behind you with every other thrust.

“You gonna act like my cock belongs to you?” Bucky growls. “Make a fuckin’ mess all over me?”

Your answer is a whine, he belongs to you and you belong to him. You’ll make as many messes as he wants.

The friction he’s providing to your clit as he’s pounding into you is almost too much to tolerate. His name tumbles out of your mouth like a prayer over and over again, and his naughty mantras fill your ears.

“Oh my god,” a voice cuts through your haze.

It’s Paige. Of course it had to be Paige.

Bucky turns his head around to get a look at whoever is interrupting his escapade. “Hey Knox, do you mind?” He says in an annoyed tone as he continues fucking you.

“I-I came to get water...” she mutters.

“There’s three kitchens in this compound,” Bucky pinches your clit, eliciting a loud moan from you. “Go get water somewhere else.”

Paige scurries out without another word, and Bucky focuses his blue eyes back on you.

“Cum for me,” he smirks. “I know you want to.”

The feeling of white-hot release pulses through you, every inch of your skin prickling. Bucky buries his cock to the hilt, finishing inside of you with his jaw clenched to keep quiet.

“She saw you fucking my brains out,” you cover your face with your hands. “How are we supposed to explain that to Stark?”

“Easy,” Bucky trails his cool metal fingers down the expanse of your thigh. “No one tells Stark.”

notes || surprise surprise 😎 hope you enjoy this au!

So safe to say, it always took a while especially with his indecisiveness and you, as his assistant had to suffer through the whole process of Harry finally finding the right suit or shirt or whatever it was that he wanted and making this “important” decision.

Lost in your thoughts, you didn’t realise Harry had stepped out of the changing room until he cleared his throat to grab your attention. And attention did he grab, you turn to see him dressed in a bleak grey suit that was as crisp as a new banknote. There was no creases at all and it fit Harry perfectly, you could see the white shirt looking crisp from underneath, the first few buttons were opened just enough for you to see a few strands of his chest hair, you found it quite endearing if you were being honest. A multi millionaire ceo, with so much power, just about grew a few chest hairs and that too in his late twenties. You were sure everyone would find that endearing.

As Harry’s assistant, you had obviously seen him in loads of different suits and definitely a lot of grey ones but this one in particular had him looking out of this world; like he was sculpted right then and there by the Gods themselves, like he was some sort of sculpture with this perfect bone structure.

You’ve always found him attractive, one would say he had a face that would stop you dead in your tracks and snatch the air away from your lungs, but it wasn’t until now you truly noticed how good looking your boss was. Harry’s face was relaxed, he hardly ever was relaxed, so it could be that. Whatever it was you were liking it and not complaining at all.

“So. What do yah think?” Harry coughed, once again trying to grab your attention, you quickly shook your head and looked up to see his emerald green eyes staring at you, waiting for your answer and approval. Eventhough he was probably the most stubborn person you’ve ever met/worked with, he only ever bought a suit if it was approved by you. Something about you having an amazing fashion sense, but in reality everyone knew it was something more. He respected your opinions and that was a shocker.

“I-I think it looks amazing Harry” you replied, stuttering a little from being caught of guard by the ceos beauty, standing up to touch the cashmere fabric of the suit jacket. You were one of the only people, apart from his family, who was allowed to call Harry by his first name and not just Mr Styles. There was definitely a connection between the two of you and everybody could see it, some would say it was more of a sexual tension but you’ve never thought of it in that way up until now.

Harry was close to you and it definitely felt like there was some sort of tension in between the two of you. He lowered his head, a strand of his fluffy brown hair, that always brought warmth to his already perfect feature, grazed against your forehead whilst you both examined the fabric of the suit together. “It’s nice right?” He asked, voice barely above a whisper and it had you feeling all sorts of things and caused the butterflies in your stomach to go wild. Something about his low and deep voice was intoxicating and you felt as if you couldn’t breath.

“Y-yeah. Looks comfortable” you reply, gulping to try and calm your nerves. You looked up to be met by his face, you knew he was close to you by the way his hair was on your skin but you didn’t expect him to be literal centimeters away from you, your noses were practically touching. It felt...weird and wrong but none of you pulled away, instead you stared into eachothers eyes, taking in eachothers features.

It was then when you realised the scar on his chin and the little beauty marks he has scattered on his neck and how the his two front teeth were slightly bigger than the rest whilst he realised all the little thing about you also.

“S’very comfortable.” He finally replied, and you quickly took a huge breath, relieved that the little moment you just had was over but before you knew it, Harry’s lips were smashing against yours in a rough and lustful kiss. You quickly back away breaking the kiss, looking at him in shock, scared that this kiss could potentially make you unemployed.

“H-Harry, we can’t” you say, backing up further making Harry roll his eyes. Typical CEO Harry was back at it again.

“Why can’t we? I’ve seen you eyeing me up and down and you don’t look to bad yourself. I can’t take the tension anymore” Harry scoffed, rubbing his hands over his face as he stared at you intensively. His eyebrows were now furrowed and the suit was straining against his biceps as he reached up to now run his hand through the lock of hair that sat ontop of his head. It somehow made you want him, just seeing him so worked up and needy.

“B-but we’re in a store, Harry” you reason, looking at his needy and desperate eyes. The once green eyes were now turning darker as they filled up with desire for you and you only. His grey suit pants had also started to tighten to form a bulge right where his dick would be.

“Then I guess you’d have to be quiet, it’s a challenge that I can tell you’re up for. Right darling?” He asks, a smug smile plastered on his face as he saw the gears turning in your brain. He knew he had you, especially with the use of that pet name and you knew you were gone aswell so without any further anticipation you closed the distance between the two of you again, kissing him with more force than before.

Harry hands were onto you without another thought, gripping your ass and pulling you up as he took you into the changing room, luckily it was big enough to do whatever you had planned on doing, which was a given as it was in a Gucci store after all.

He had placed you on the counter that was in the changing room, a mirror right infront of it and started making out with you after locking the door. Harry’s tongue fought yours for dominance and had won causing him to explore the inside of your mouth like his life depended on it as his hands started exploring your awaiting body, his hands landed at your breasts making you moan into his mouth as he fondled with them roughly, squeezing down and being dominant just how you thought he’d be.

You grab his wrist and move it upwards towards your throat making Harry pull back from the hot and heavy kissing, his eyes stare down at your move and he smirks when he sees you wrap his calloused hand around your throat, your hand resting ontop so you’re both pressing down lightly. His eyes meet yours, eyebrow raising and smirk still very much prominent on his face.

“I need it” you moan and he nods, kissing your lips once again this time it was soft and quick before he pulls back to lift your dress up. His hand momentarily leaves your throat but is back at it after your panties were pulled down.

“You sure you want this then?” Harry asked for consent again, his lips hovering over yours, breath warm against your skin and you nod, pulling him in for another passionate kiss.

“Want it so bad” you finally say breathlessly as you pull back and he smiles.

“Same” Harry mumbles, he takes off his suit jacket and carefully hangs it up on one of the hooks on the wooden door of the changing rooms. Although he was going crazy with lust and desire, he was still a CEO who loved having everything in order and he couldn’t risk getting the suit, that he just about decided was the right one, dirty.

He carefully unbuttoned his suit pants and pulled them down along with his boxers and then took his white shirt off so that he was stood infront of you in all his naked glory. His abs were prominent and hard to the touch and his cock was standing up proud. It was thick and had a vein running right from the tip to the base making your mouth water, but you didn’t have time for that and instead Harry stepped closer to you, kissing you once more before guiding his hard on towards your wet opening.

He rubs the tip up and down your slit, tapping on your clit every now and then making you jump slightly from where you were sitting. “Keep your eyes on me darling” he spoke, voice raspy, he lowered his head to leave a kiss on your neck making you hum out a yes and with that he’s slipping into you with ease causing a moan to erupt from you.

Your eyes roll back from the way Harry started setting a quick pace of thrusts, his cock repeatedly hitting spots deep within you that had your toes curling and nails digging into his shoulders.

“E-eyes on me” Harry repeats, making you look up at him, mouth opened in pleasure. He bottoms out for the first time and this is what makes you moan even louder, his eyes widening because you were in public after all. No one should see or hear you like this. It would certainly not be good for either of your reputations.

“Ceo Harry Styles caught fucking his assistant in a Gucci store” no one would take you seriously anymore.

So Harry’s hand comes up to your face, his thumb, ring and pinky fingers squishing your cheeks so that your mouth falls open and can accommodate his pointer and middle ring cladded fingers and it instantly muffled your noises of pleasure.

“You need to learn how to be quiet, darling. We’re in public remember.” Harry scoffs, his voice dripping with lust as he watches you adjust to the feeling of his thick fingers in your mouth and his other hand comes up to slowly apply pressure onto your throat.

You were now breathing through your nose as Harry pulls out only to slam into you even harder. His aim was to get you two over the edge before someone comes knocking at the door which was unlikely as they’re all used to Harry’s tactics and knew all about his indecisiveness. They knew he always took ages but still the risk was there.

It felt like he was holding you up by your throat and fucking into you with everything in him, his dick hitting that one spot inside of you repeatedly making you suck on his thick fingers.

Harry groans, his eyes on yours, he could see you practically pleading him to fuck into you harder and that he does. He changes his angle, so he could not only go faster but also deeper, his cock feeling your wet spongy walls pulsate around him. It felt somewhat overwhelming, seeing you sat there taking his cock like the good girl he knew you were.

With one squeeze of your walls, down onto his thick cock, Harry had found himself quickly falling over the edge. He could feel his orgasm washing over him in waves with each rough thrust of his hips against yours, your walls hugging him tightly as they milked him dry.

Feeling him orgasm made you squirm underneath him as you bit your lips. You kept a close eye on the way his chest was heaving, the way his hard abs were now laced with sweat and the way his head was thrown back from the aftermaths of his intense orgasm and before you know it, you’re also falling over the edge and cumming all over his thick cock.

After a few seconds, Harry slowly pulled his fingers out of your mouth, eyeing the spit that connected from the tips of his fingers to your mouth and then pulled his now limp cock out and watched you like you were some Goddess. His eyes were focused on your post sex glory and the way you were squeezing his hot cum out of your puckering hole, making him smirk.

“Guess I’m definitely buying that suit now” he finally breaks the silence, watching you come down from your incredible high and you giggle breathlessly.

“Yeah, if it leads to fucks like this then definitely buy it” you say without thinking and as soon as those words tumble out of your mouth you regret them because who said this was not a one time thing?

“Yeah darling? Want to continue this little secret of ours?” Harry asks as he steps closer to you, his lips once again hovering over yours and you nod shyly making him grin.