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He was hesitant.  You knew that.  He had a history with pain, both causing and receiving.  The idea of getting rough in the bedroom might be enticing, but it didn’t come without trepidation.  You didn’t want to push, despite how much you loved it when he displayed his strength with you, and how much you liked it rough.  You were a couple each with your own traumas, wants, and desires, and you both needed to feel safe and satisfied in your sex life.

“What do you think?” you asked, leaning back against him.

He slid his metal hand across your midriff, the cool vibranium making you shiver.  He let out a breath by your ear.  “I want to…” he said, his voice low and full of need.

“So what’s stopping you?” you asked.

His fingers curl at your hip, biting into your skin.  “I just… I can’t have you looking at me like you’re scared of me.  Are you sure this is what you want?”

I turned in his arms and looked up at him.  “I do, Bucky.  We have our safewords, and I want to try it out. I want you to fuck me like I’m your own personal sex doll.  I want you to fill me up and plug me, and then when you’re good to go again, to fuck me again.  I want you to treat me like the desperate slut that I am for you specifically.  I can’t get enough of you.  I want you to fuck me until I can’t walk.  When we’re done here, I want you to take me to the couch and fuck me again, then keep your cock inside me until you're hard again, and go again without pulling out again.  I want to be used like the only thing I’m good for is for you to dump your cum into me.”

Bucky eyes closed, and he groaned, pressing his forehead against yours.  “Fucking hell,” he said.  He seemed to take a minute to center himself.  He nudges his nose against yours, his lips just barely touching yours before he pulls back and opens his eyes again.  

His hands moved to your jaw, and he brushed his thumbs over your cheeks. “I love you so fucking much, you know that?”

You nodded.  “I know.  I love you too.”

He kissed your forehead softly, then brought his lips to your ear.  “And I’m going to use you like the whore you are.  I’m gonna make you my own personal cum dump,” he growled.

The words were enough to make you moan.  He spun you around suddenly, pushing you forward onto the vanity table, shoving your cheek against the wood.  You closed your eyes, breathing deeply and trying to stay focused, because the sudden change in him was sending you reeling.

He grabbed the lube and vibrator, then shoved the drawer closed under you.  He didn’t take any of the plugs, and you didn’t have any idea what that meant as he’d seemed so fascinated with them a moment ago. 

You didn’t have long to think about it.  Bucky yanked your panties down and spread your ass cheeks.  He squeezed some of the lube directly onto your asshole, making you gasp and clench up.  It didn’t seem to dissuade Bucky.  He pressed one of his prosthetic fingers against the tight hole, the metal cool against your skin, making you shiver slightly.

“Relax, darlin’,” he purred.  “Or this is gonna hurt.”

He pushed this finger into you, and whether it be the smooth metal surface of his prosthetic, your experience, or something else, his finger slipped in easily.  You moaned, and your back ached at the sudden invasion.

“God, look at that,” Bucky praised. “You want it so bad, you’re practically sucking me right in.”

You moaned again, pressing your forehead against the cool wood of the vanity.  He was already so good at this.  For so long, he’d been holding this in, and he finally trusted himself and you enough to do it.  It made your stomach flip with excitement.

He added another finger to your ass.  There was more of a burn this time, but still, his fingers moved smoothly and easily in and out of your ass.  Bucky groaned again, and he pressed his erection against your leg, grinding against you as he stretched you out.  “Fuck, baby.  You’re taking me so fucking well.”

“Yeah, Bucky,” you moaned. “I wonder how many fingers you can get inside me.” 

He made a slight choked sound, like your words had knocked the wind out of him.  “Fuck, at least four, I’d say.” 

You moaned and pressed your forehead against the cool surface of the vanity.  Nothing you and Bucky had done together so far had ever really brought to mind fisting before, but now the idea of your ass stretched around his metal hand struck you.  It was obscene, and you clenched around his digits, your cunt flooding.

“Film it, Buck,” you moaned.  “I want to see.”

Bucky froze, groaning softly.  You raised your head, looking back at him in the mirror, and his head had dropped down, and his teeth were clenched.  “Fuck, baby.  You’re so filthy.”

He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, his fingers still firmly wedged in your ass.  It wasn’t until he seemed to have it recording and pointed at the place where you both joined that his hand started moving again.

He pistoned his fingers in and out of your ass, twisting his wrist and spreading his fingers to stretch you out.  The burn would increase, you’d adjust to it, and then it would increase again.

He didn’t even check in with you when he started to add a third finger.  It was a lot.  There was no give in the vibranium, so your ring muscle had to stretch right around all three. It stung; there was no denying it.  But you loved it.  You loved the sting and the burn as he thrust his fingers into you.  You loved the way he was letting go. You loved the way the pain mixed with the pleasure to make something new.

You tried your best to relax, your cheek resting on the vanity as he roughly fucked you with his fingers. 

Don’t think I’m gonna be able to hold back much longer.  Wanna get my dick inside you so bad.”

You mewled, your fingers curling, her nails scratching along the smooth surface of the vanity.  “Please.  Please, give it to me, Buck.  I want it.  I want your dick inside me.” 

He groaned and pulled his fingers out, spanking your ass as he did. “God, you’re such a little cock slut.”

He handed you the phone.  “Put on the video. I want you to watch what you just let me do to you while I fuck you.”

You whimpered and took the phone, bringing up his photo reel and turning on the video.  It was zoomed in tight on your ass, two fingers already deep inside you.

He slicked his cock with the lube and poured some onto my asshole.  You shivered as the cool gel hit your skin, and before you even relaxed again, the head of his cock was pressed against you.  He rolled his hips shallowly back and forth, the head of his cock just probing your hole, the head popping in and out. He hummed, low and deep, the sound almost a rumbling pur.

You tried to focus on your breathing, in and out, in and out, letting your body relax to accommodate him.  He teased you for a little longer, just letting the head pop past your ring muscle and wiggling around a little.  Then, without warning, he slammed deep into you - hard.  You cried out, arching back off the vanity and pushing back against him, as every one of your muscles clenched tight. “Fuck!” you gasped.

He grabbed your hair and pushed you back down. “Don’t fight it, darlin’,” he growled.  

You mewled, your eyes squeezing shut, and you shoved your fist in your mouth, biting into it to stifle your sounds as Bucky started thrusting into you at a brutal pace.  He grabbed your hair and pulled your head back. “Get your hand out of your mouth.  I want to hear exactly how I make you feel.” 

“Sorry, sorry, Bucky,” you moaned, leaning your head back into his touch.

“Don’t be sorry, just moan for me,” he growled.

He started to rail into you, his hips thrusting into you so hard that there was a sharp snap every time your bodies connected. He grabbed the vibrator from beside you and brought it to your cunt.  He turned it on and set it to high.  The intense, persistent buzz against your clit while he fucked your ass was too much, too intense, too - everything.  You cried out, your toes curling as you twisted and writhed under him.  “Fuck… fuck… fuck, Bucky, I can’t… I can’t…” you babbled as the world around you faded out, and all that was left was you and Bucky and the feeling of pleasure mixed with pain surging through you.

“Safe word?” he asked.

“Green,” you babbled.  “Please, Buck. I’m close.”

“Oh… that’s what you need,” he teased, slowing his thrusts. “Maybe I need to drag this out, baby.”

You whined and rocked back on his cock, and he pushed his hand down in the middle of your back.  “Oh, no, you don’t,” he growled.  “You’re gonna stay there and take it.”

He continued the slow teasing thrusts, pulsing the vibrator on and off your clit.  It was beautiful torture, keeping you squirming and hovering right on the edge.  “Please, Bucky.  Please.  I can’t…  I need to come.  Please…” you begged, your nails scratching over the surface of the vanity.

Without a word, he picked up his pace again, pounding into you hard and fast.  Each thrust made the vanity shake and bang against the wall.  It was all you could do to hold it together.  You stopped being able to form words; all that came out of your mouth were moans and animalistic grunts.  They created a melody to the quick, steady rhythm of Bucky’s thrusts into you.

The toy buzzed against your clit, spreading that heat out through you, and every time he thrust into you, it hammered sharp jolts right into the core of your being.  All at once, your orgasm hit.  It crashed down on you, sending you reeling.  You gripped the counter, crying out as all your muscles clamped down at once.  You caught your reflection in the mirror in front of you.  The expression on your face was one of pure bliss.

Bucky’s hips stutter, he pulls you back against him and captures your lips, and as he kisses you hard.  You go limp in his arms and moan into his lips.  It takes five more thrusts, and he comes, groaning into your lips as he spills inside you.

“Fuck…” he grunted.  He let your body sag against the vanity, and you pressed your cheek against the cool surface.  “God, darlin’.  You’re incredible.”

He opened the drawer and pulled out one of the silicone plugs.  He slipped out of you and slid the plug in.  “There we go.  Gonna keep you nice and full.”

You moaned and squeezed around the toy, and he helped you up, scooping you up into his arms and holding you against him.  “God, honey,” he whispered as he carried you over to the bed.  “I love you so much.  I hope you know that.  I never thought I’d be able to trust myself to do that with anyone.  You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

You look up at him, a soft, dopey smile on your face.  “Mmm… you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me too, Buck.  I can’t believe how lucky I am to have you.”

“Mm… not so sure about that,” he said, setting you down onto the bed.  “What do you say we cuddle for a bit?”

You held out your arms to him, and he climbed into bed with you, letting himself pull him down into your arms.  “That sounds wonderful,” you hummed. “But I hope you don’t think we’re done for the night.”

He grinned at you, his eyes twinkling.  “Oh, I know we’re not,” he said.  “Honey, I’m only warming up.” 

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After getting to the address that Lily had given the driver, you stared up at the building. “You have got to be fucking kidding me. This can’t be the right place!”

“Nope, this is it. Did I not tell you that my work had gotten invited and I got to bring guests?” Lily said, wide smile on her face.

“Lil! This is the fucking Stark Tower! As in, the Avengers live here!” You couldn’t believe it, “You mean to tell me, it conveniently slipped your mind that you were dragging me to the Stark Tower for a party with the Avengers?”

“Yeah, that must be what had happened.” Lily grabbed your hand and started to drag you inside. When you started to refuse, Andie grabbed your other hand and the two towed you in.

Lily flashed her invite to the man at the front and you all were ushered to the elevator. You started to wring your hands together and Andie grabbed them gently.

“Hey, this will be fun, just try to relax. We can hit the bar first.”

You smiled at her, grateful for the comfort, “Bar first, I like that Idea.”

The elevator stopped and you took a deep breath. When the doors opened, you were in awe, the room was decked out in lights and silver and gold decorations. You saw the logo of Lily’s work up on a podium.

“Wow, this looks great!” you said, still taking everything in.

“Thank you! We wanted it to look the best for the company tonight, we are honored you let us host this for you all.” A woman with red hair said, walking up to you. “I’m Pepper Potts, Mr. Stark’s assistant, and the only reason he ever gets anywhere on time.”

Your eyes widened, “Ms. Potts, it is so nice to meet you, you’re practically a legend. The fact that you can keep Tony in line is amazing.”

Pepper smiled at you, “Well, thank you again, and please, call me Pepper. Everyone does.”

All you could do was smile and nod at the woman as she excused herself and went to mingle more.

You turned to your friends, eyes wide, “Guys! I just had a conversation with The Pepper Potts! She is amazing. I want to be around her all the time. I felt more organized and productive just being around her and I wasn’t even working on anything!”

Andie laughed, “Look at you, meeting new people and immediately fangirling over them. I knew this was a good idea.”

You gave Andie a playful shove, “Shush, we’ve only been here like fifteen minutes, this was probably the best thing that will happen all night.”

The three of you went off to find the bar and you ordered yourself a drink as you sat on the bar stool and observed the party.

There were people dancing in the middle of the room as the DJ played music just loud enough that you knew you’d have a sore throat from trying to talk with Lily and Andie.

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After a couple drinks, you were feeling loose enough that you grabbed Lily and Andie and dragged them to the dance floor, the three of you dancing like you were the only people there. Laughing with each other and twirling each other around. It felt nice, you hadn’t let yourself feel this free for a while.

Eventually, you decided you needed a break, promising that you would find them again, you headed back to the bar and ordered another drink before going on an adventure around the room.

As you were walking around, you were so preoccupied taking in your surroundings, you didn’t notice the man walking in your direction until it was too late. Crashing into him and losing your balance. You expected to fall and anticipated the pain on your tailbone, but that never happened. You looked and saw the arm around your waist.

“Hey, you ok? I didn’t see you there, I didn’t mean to run into you.” The man rattled off without taking a breath.

You shook your head, trying to reassure him, “I’m ok, maybe a little twist in my ankle, it’s nothing I’m not used to. I think it’s partly my fault too, I wasn’t paying attention.”

The man pulled his arm away, “Well, if we’re both at fault, then I guess that cancels it out! No one is at fault! I’m Clint by the way.”

You laughed, “I like your logic, Clint. I’m Y/N.”

Clint smiled at you, “I was about to join my friends, you want to come with? I promise they’re a lot of fun.”

You glanced around to see your friends dancing and watching you. When you locked eyes with Lily, she gave you a big smile and a thumbs up. “Well, I was going to say that I needed to check in with my friends, but it looks like they’re more than ok if I go with you.”

Clint looks over towards your friends and gives them a slight wave, “I’m glad they trust me enough to take you away.”

“Honestly, at this point I think they’d be ok if I went with any guy, their expectations are super low when it comes to me.” You said with a shrug and Clint gave you a questioning look. “Bad break up, they just want me to get out there more.”

Clint nodded in understanding, “Ah, makes sense. Well, I promise, nothing bad will happen with me around.”

“Thanks Clint. Now, where are those friends of yours?” You asked.

“Right this way, ma’am.” Clint said, offering you his arm.

You and Clint walked along the wall until you came to a door open a crack. Clint pushed the door open and the brightness of the room made your eyes take a moment to adjust. When they finally did, you let out a gasp.

“Y/N, these are my friends, Steve, Nat, Thor, and Bruce, Tony is still out in the crowd entertaining, I’m sure he’ll come in in a bit.” Clint said gesturing to each person as her introduced them. “Guys, this is Y/N.”

You stood there in shock before turning to Clint. “Wait, that means you’re Clint!”

“Yeah, I said that when I introduced myself.” Clint said nodding slowly.

“No! That means you’re Clint Barton, aka, Hawkeye, aka, one of the coolest Avengers like ever.” You turned to the others, “No offense guys.” You turned back to look at Clint you looked at him more closely. You could see his features better now that you weren’t in the dimmer event room.

“Well, yeah, I guess that does. But tonight, I’m just Clint, just like they’re just Steve, Nat, Thor, and Bruce.” Clint said, giving you a small smile.

You nodded, “Right, you’re right, I’m sorry, I just couldn’t believe that I didn’t notice it before.”

Natasha laughed behind you, “Don’t worry about it Y/N, come on over and sit, we were just about to start playing a game.”

 You smiled at Natasha and went to sit on the couch. Before you sat down, you properly introduced yourself to everyone and then sat down by Thor and Clint came to sit next to you.

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You weren’t sure how long you had been in that room, all you knew was that you and the Avengers were learning plenty about each other. You learned juicy secrets about everyone while playing Never Have I ever, and they learned that you are a terrible liar while playing Two Truths and a Lie.

At some point, Tony came in with a tray of alcohol and you took one of the drinks, nursing it. You were making sure that you had plenty of water too. You knew if you didn’t, you were going to hate yourself in the morning.

By the time the Avengers mini party was starting to wind down, you had all of their phone numbers and other ways to contact them. Thor’s was the best, he gifted you a small ring with a raven on it. He explained that if you ever needed him, all you had to do was turn the raven and a messenger bird would come and take your message to him. He also gave you his phone number, but you thought this way was more fun.

When Clint gave you has number, he made sure you knew that he didn’t mind if you contacted him even when it wasn’t an emergency. You smiled at him, “Does that mean you want to talk to me more?”

Clint brought a hand up and rubbed the back of his neck, “Yeah, I’d like that. I mean, if you want to.”

You gave him a quick peck on the cheek, “I think I will.”

You didn’t know it, but Natasha had watched the entire interaction with a grin on her face. She was happy for Clint, but she also knew that if he ever messed this up, she’d have to fight him. You were already one of her favorite people.

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When the party was finally over, you got up and stretched. Clint was up and by your side in an instant.

“I think I need to head home, it’s been a long night.” You said while stifling a yawn.

“Do you want me to walk you home, or drive? I’m not sure how far it is.” Clint asked.

“We can walk, it isn’t too far, maybe a fifteen minute walk. My friends just hate walking, so we took a cab.” You said, shrugging.

You said goodbye to everyone, giving out hugs and promising to keep in touch with everyone before turning and taking Clint’s arm and walking out the door.

“How much does someone want to bet that they’re planning on going on a date by the time that they get to her house?” Natasha asked after the door had closed.

“No way, Clint won’t go for it. He’ll get too self-conscious and back out of it.” Tony said.

“You’re on. Fifty bucks?” Nat said extending her hand.

“It’s a deal.” Tony said shaking Natasha’s hand.

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As you and Clint walked down the street arm in arm, you talked about everything, family, jobs, conspiracy theories, everything.

When you were about halfway home, you heard the sound of thunder. Looking up at the sky, you saw that clouds had rolled in and they were looking heavy with rain.

“Shoot, looks like we’re going to get caught in the rain.” You said, looking around for a place to take cover.

“Don’t worry, I brought my jacket, you can use it if you want. It has a hood.” Clint said, shrugging out of his jacket and holding it open for you.

You put in on and wrapped it closer to you, “Thank you, Clint. But now you’ll get all wet.”

“I don’t mind it. I’ll just grab a cab to get back after I get you home.” Clint said looking at you.

“Well, we better hurry then. Don’t want you to melt.” You said giving a laugh.

The rain started to fall within minutes. You reached down and took off your shoes so you could walk a bit faster. It was absolutely pouring when you got to your apartment complex and you both stood under the awning laughing as water dripped down your faces.

“Well, looks like we couldn’t beat it.” You said, slightly out of breath.

Clint laughed, “I never thought we would, but it was fun to try.”

You both stood under the awning, watching the rain slowly let up until it was just a drizzle, until finally it had all stopped. 

You laughed along with Clint, “We needed this, it hasn’t rained in a while, the flowers will enjoy it. Even if it was just a burst or rain.”

Clint took a deep breath and smiled, “This is my favorite moment in nature, when we haven’t had any rain and then it finally pours and there’s just this earthy smell surrounding everything. It’s one of the best scents that exist, in my opinion.”

You looked up at Clint, eyes wide, “It’s called petrichor! It’s my favorite scent, along with lemon. But it’s just so calming and you can’t help but feel relaxed with this scent all around!”

The two of you looked at each other and your smile grew even bigger. Clint brought a hand to your face and moved the hair that was sticking to your face behind your ear. When his hand came to rest on your cheek, you found yourself letting your head rest in his hand.

“Clint?” You ask softly and Clint hummed in response, “Can I kiss you?”

Clint’s eyes snapped to yours and he gave a slight nod. You brought your hands up and placed one on his cheek and wound the other around the back of his neck. You slowly brought your lips to his and closed your eyes. It was a soft kiss at first, then Clint brought a hand to your back and pulled you closer to him, causing you to gasp into the kiss. He kissed you harder and you felt yourself moving backwards until your back hit the brick façade of the building.

You broke the kiss and looked at Clint, “Would you like to come upstairs? I’m sure my neighbors would prefer if we don’t put on a show on the front stoop.”

Clint laughed and brought his forehead to yours. “How about we take a raincheck? I really like you, and I don’t want to rush into anything. Don’t get me wrong, I really want to go upstairs with you. But let me take you on a date first. Ok?”

You smiled and blushed, “I can agree to that. Date first, upstairs second.”

Clint laughed, “Exactly. Now, you need to get upstairs before you fall asleep out here. I know you’re tired.”

You gave a slight pout. “You’re just trying to get rid of me,” You laughed “I’m kidding, I’m kidding, I am pretty tired. Wait! When are we going on our date?”

Clint gave you a kiss on your forehead, “How about tomorrow night? We can go to dinner and maybe take a walk? If it’s not raining, of course.”

You gave a small shrug, “I don’t know, I think I enjoy walking through the rain with you.”

You gave Clint another kiss before starting towards the door. “Let me know when you get back to the tower, ok?”

Clint grabbed your hand and gave it a kiss, “I absolutely will. Good night, Y/N.”

You smiled at the man, “Good night, Clint, I’m glad I ran into you. Literally.”

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When you got up to your apartment, you checked your phone and saw a few messages from your friends, after letting them know what happened, you saw another message from Natasha.

Natasha: Hey, I’m glad I got to meet you! The group wanted to let you know that they enjoyed meeting you!

Natasha: Also, are you and Clint planning on going out? I need to know. For reasons.

Me: I’m glad I met you guys too!

Me: Is the reason, possibly, because you bet someone money that we would be?

Natasha: …….yes….. Come on! I have to be right, you guys are totally going to go out.

Me: Yes Nat, we’re going out tomorrow night.

You laughed when a text from Tony came in.

Starky-Man: You just lost me fifty dollars.

Me: Well maybe don’t bet against happiness next time.

Starky-Man: Whatever, I’m happy for you kid.

Me: Thanks Tony, I am too!

You smiled at your phone as you thought about just how unexpectedly your night had turned out. When your phone pinged again your smile got even bigger.

Heart Eyes: I’m home, safe and sound.

Me: Good, I’m glad.

Heart Eyes: Get some sleep Y/N. I’ll see you tomorrow.

Me: See you tomorrow. Good night, Clint.

Heart Eyes: Good night, Dear.