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bucky barnes x f!reader ⋆.˚ 242 words

── .✦ your boyfriend loves making you a mindless mess.

── .✮ 18+ content / mdni , daddy kink ( 1 time ) , no use of y/n , p in v , teasing , praise , sort of demeaning ( in a sexy way , though )

── .୨ৎ i kind of only just realised it's helpful to add these so ermmm. here we are. not proof read. i'm freeballing all of this

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"There you go.. Doing so good for me, huh?" Bucky murmurs, swiping his fingers over your folds, collecting some slick. He licks them off right after, moaning at the taste.

"So tight, taking me so well," he groans. His vibranium hand is holding onto your waist, fingers digging into the soft flesh there.

"Such a good girl."

"You feel that, hm?"

"God, look at you. Can't even speak.."

You can't. You really can't. The only thing that leaves you is a quiet guh, which he laughs at.

His hips are pressed flush against yours, cock pushed all the way inside, balls pulsing and full. His tip is kissing your womb, leaking pre-come against the organ.

"Gonna fuck you sooo full, hmm?" he pants, little grunts and groans escaping his mouth as he speaks.

You want that. Oh, God, you want that so bad. Want to be so full of him that your tummy bulges out, so full that it leaks out.

"Daddy," is the first word you manage to choke out after being reduced to garbled moans and gasps for so long.

A loud, gutteral groan leaves his throat, followed by him pulling all the way out and slamming back in. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuckk...

"Yeah? That's how it is, huh?" he pants. Both of his hands are on your hips now, digging in hard enough to bruise, using your body as leverage for his sharp thrusts.

(referencing [View from the Window at Le Gras], 1827 by Joseph Nicèphore Niepce)