#brat!reader

i can't tell if he'd be a loser like me who can't brat tame for the life of him or if he would do it with ease and then feel kinda bad after. im leaning towards the latter.

making him eat you out in your pink porsche though???? like…serve me farmer boy in my fancy ride 😛😛

yeeeeees anon. he wouldn’t fit inside the car so he’d have to kneel on the floor beside the passenger door with your legs over his shoulders.

and if you did get a bigger car, you know damn well he’s not fitting in the footwell of the backseat, even with the chairs pulled forward (don’t ask me how i know okay i’m freaked 24/7). so you have to put the seats down and have him climb through the trunk.

baby there's not a person on this earth i'm giving up a pink porsche for.

I'll let you decide if there should be smut or not because I trust you're judgment lol

BRAT TAMER BUCKYYYYYYYY

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It starts before you even realize you’re doing it.

You’re pacing around the compound, poking at Bucky’s nerves like it’s instinct. You steal the fork out of his hand at lunch. You bump his hip when he’s carrying something heavy. You sit on the arm of his chair instead of the empty seat beside him. You’re impossible in that sweet, sharp, pretty way that gets under his skin like nothing else.

Bucky keeps trying to brush it off.

Really, he does.

But then he sees it—some rookie agent leaning way too close to you in the gym, laughing at something you said. You roll your eyes, shove his shoulder, toss a grin over your shoulder like it’s nothing.

Nothing to you.

pairing: brat!reader x rafe cameron

warnings: 18+, oral sex mentioned, jealous rafe, language, rafe being an asshole (devious mastermind.)

rafe’s jaw clenched so hard you’d think he could crack a tooth if he clenched any harder. his sighs and stone cold expression could tell you everything that was on his mind at this exact moment. and his eyes were set on one thing, you.

a couple of minutes ago, you excused yourself from the table you and rafe stood at to go speak to one of your old friends you noticed, todd. you and todd went way back, all the way in high- school. you hadn’t seen him in a while and you were good friends. all you wanted was a catch-up.

rafe hadn’t seen a problem with it until you started laughing too hard at todd’s not-so-funny jokes. putting your hand on his arm and flipping your luscious hair around like you wanted him to say something. rafe couldn’t take it any longer.

so, he threw back the last of his whiskey and slammed the glass on the table before making his way towards you. almost glaring at todd, he slipped his arm around your waist when he arrived at the bar where you and todd stood. you giggled as rafe kissed your cheek, not breaking eye contact with todd.

“todd! this is my boyfriend, rafe!!” you said placing a hand on rafe’s chest and smiling at todd with those pretty teeth of yours. rafe offered his hand to todd, gripping it hard as they shook hands. “ah— nice grip you got there…” todd said nervously, as he winced and stretched his fingers. “mm..hey baby, don’t you think it’s pretty late? should we go?” rafe looked down at you as you pouted and shook your head no.

“nooo ray, i wanna catch up with todd…he was just talking about how he’s been in the gym lately. toddy looks much bigger than that nerd i knew in high school!” you giggled, noticing rafe’s cold expression and deciding to push further. “hm, that’s nice, sweetheart. now say goodbye to todd.” rafe gestured towards him. todd stood there, timid and cleared this throat awkwardly as he tried his best to avoid rafe’s gaze.

you stepped closer to todd and reached your arms out, wrapping them around his neck and leaning in for a tight hug. todd locked eyes with rafe, and hesitantly wrapped his arms around you as rafe nodded his head, jaw clenched and arms crossed taut across his chest. “bye toddy…” you whispered, pecking his cheek. rafe grabbed your arm and began walking off of the yacht and towards the car.

you blushed as rafe’s grip on your arm tightened, becoming more possessive. in a blink, you were in the car. speeding down the road with his right hand gripping your thigh, sure to leave bruises in the morning. you shifted nervously, squeezing your thighs together in an act of arousal and a hint of fear. rafe’s silence and the speed at which he was driving made you shiver.

once you pulled into the driveway, rafe got out and picked you up, swinging you over his shoulder and opening the front door. he carefully walked up the steps, holding you steady. once he reached your shared bedroom, rafe effortlessly tossed you onto the california king-sized bed.

you yelped out, your body bouncing at he stood there and stared at you, deciding on what to do. “you think you’re so damn cute, huh? being all touchy with that fucking loser? you think he could treat you as well as i do? ….fuck you like i do?” he practically shouted this at you while pacing the room. you sat quietly, watching him, and nervously picked at the hem of your mini-skirt.

"m'sorry ray...just wanted to catch up with him." you said lowly, avoiding his gaze. he scoffed, shaking his head and walking towards the foot of the bed. sitting down with his back facing you. "no..no, you didn't. you wanted attention, you wanted the attention you already had. so, you kissed him with lips only for me. you let him touch what's mine." you watched his back muscles flex as he straightened his posture, sighing softly.

“c’mere.” his tone was low, but firm and determined. you hesitantly slid off the bed and slowly padded over, hearing his belt buckle rattle. you bit your lip, acknowledging what was coming next. you never knew whether to feel excited or nervous for the brutal face-fucking he usually provided when he needed to relieve stress.

stopping slowly in front of him, you lowered yourself to your knees humbly. he leaned forward, bringing his hand to your chin to turn your gaze to him. the silence was sickening, thick and heavy and it made your stomach turn. but also it was enticing, the way his breath was slow and steady. the house so quiet you could hear your heart beating through your chest. the way he looked down at you, heavy-lidded. his once bright, sky blue eyes now a dark, late-night ocean color.

he leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on your lips. you melted into the kiss, trying not to smile so he wouldn’t get angrier. he pulled back, grinning at your flushed expression. “hmph…okay. i’m gonna go shower.” your stomach dropped, this didn’t feel like rafe. he didn’t punish you; no spanking, no shoving his cock down your throat. this was far worse than what he usually did to you.

but rafe knew what he was doing. switching it up on you, leaving you expecting a night of sensual punishment and pleasure…only to be left pent up and disappointed. as he stood up, you sat back on your knees in shock. you didn’t even watch him stride over to the bathroom. didn’t even react when he shut the door and lightly chuckled behind it as he turned the shower on.

oh, he was going to pay for this.

*clutches pearls*

Warning: explicit sexual content 18+, oral (f receiving) orgasm denial, vibrator use, bondage, dom/sub dynamics, praise kink, mild begging

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“I’m not gonna fuck you tonight.”

You blink up at him, chest rising and falling fast, wrists already bound above your head to the headboard with soft silk ties. “Wait—what?”

“I said,” Bucky murmurs, climbing between your legs, “I’m not gonna fuck you. You don’t get my cock. Not tonight.”

He kisses the inside of your thigh once. Then twice. Then bites just enough to make you gasp.

“You’re gonna lay there like my pretty little meal,” he says, dark voice rich with sin, “and let me take everything I want from you.”

Your pulse kicks.

“But—what about you—”

“Not about me.” His hands—one flesh, one metal—slide down your thighs, parting you open like you’re a gift he gets to unwrap slowly. “You don’t get to touch me tonight. You don’t get to ride me. You don’t even get to look at me when you come.”

You’re already soaked.

“You’re gonna close your eyes,” he whispers, lips brushing just above your mound, “and take every fucking orgasm I give you.”