#feminist reader

I must not pit female characters against each other

Pitting female characters against each other is the mind-killer.

Pitting female characters against each other is the little-death that brings total obliteration.

I will face female characters where they are at.

I will allow female characters to pass over me and through me.

And when they have gone past, I will turn the inner eye to see its path.

21st century girl

A/n: over the next several days I'll be posting profiles of our characters. Remember, Jisoo is the face claim for Yn and the other members of blackpink are her friends. Please refer to this disclaimer. Send an ask or comment to be tagged!

Credit for these beautiful profiles goes to @yoongiofmine

Synopsis: Campus activist Yn was only looking for a one night stand with campus fuckboy Namjoon, but they're both in for more than they bargained for, with many lessons for both to learn along the way.

– Prologue

Characters: Oikawa Tooru/Reader

Genre: lowkey enemies to lovers, punk au, feminist reader

Word Count: 1.2k 

A/N: That’s what happens when I listen to Bikini Kill at 2am and pretend I don’t have any finals left. This au is for Nicole & I. Watch me get rid of the ugly Seijoh pants;)

Pants (chapter 2)

Life for Oikawa Tooru is good. It must be.

Going to Aoba Johsai with his best friend, playing volleyball and winning matches, being everyone’s favorite… All fun and games for sure. His life is good but that doesn’t mean he is satisfyed, pleased, fully content with it. Always looking for something new, for a change, for a course of actions.

Life in Aoba Johsai is never still, never stable. That’s mostly thanks to none other than Oikawa Tooru. Admired by many, avoided by few, gathering attention no matter what. Be it crossing the dress code on a constant, starting debates whenever he gets a chance, showing very little care or respect to the school administration, the list goes on.

Long story short, being a typical, text-book bad boy and getting on your nerves whenever he crosses your mind, not that he is on your mind often.

Summary : James Buchanan Barnes stumbles upon you, a lady that got him wrapped around her finger.

Warning/s: smut. If you’re under 18 please don’t read this.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader; Steve Rogers x reader (platonic)

Words: 3,130

Tags : @rodkrake @kaffekanden @namiiswan @destielinamoose @slender--spirit @townmoondaltwistle

A/N : English is not my native language … yeah coz writing smut in french sucks sometimes so excuse my rough english and typos.

In the idea that Bucky and Steve came back to Brooklyn after the war and never went near a freaking train. It’s a pretty long one so I’ll do parts.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 (end) 

"It's okay Buck, come with me." you whispered. You passed by Steve and kissed his cheek.

"Welcome back Cap, thank you!" he smiled and salute you. 

The Howling Commandos watched as you pass by them followed by Bucky at the end of your arm, some howled. You glanced at Bucky whom sheepishly look at you, somehow sorry for how the commando was behaving. You’ll let that pass for tonight, all you had in mind was bringing Sergeant Barnes home.

All the way to your place Bucky never released your waist, each time you had to stop at the crossroad, he would nuzzle his face in your hair, not saying a word just enjoying your scent and your presence.

You opened your door, throwing your purse on the couch you head to the bathroom. When you came back a minute later, Bucky was there sat on the couch back side. You reached for him and embraced him, the tip of his nose in the nook of your neck, he hugged you so tight. You felt your top dampening, when you understood you were already sobbing with him, James Buchanan Barnes wasn’t the type of patriarchal guy who hides his feelings to stay in the manly club, but to make him cry like that, you couldn’t even imagine what it was back there. You hugged him tighter at the thought.

"I've missed you." he finally said, before looking at you.

You caressed his hair for a few minutes silently. He stared at you like it was the first time he saw you. You could see a part of the Bucky you had met was gone at this moment, the war had changed him and it broke your heart, he used to be such a chatty handsy charmer and here he was silent and so vulnerable. 

You led him to the bath, the air was warm, a light fog enveloping you both. You turned around, when he saw the bath he let out a little sigh of pleasure. 

“Loosen up baby” you said starting to unbutton his military coat, kissing his cheek you put the coat on your arm and left him to get change.

When you came back you were wearing in a white silk night gown. Bucky was sat in the bath, his head backwards, eyes closed. You get on your knees next to the bath, reaching the bath cloth and the soap lathering it in your hands. Then you caressed his left arm, he slightly jumped then relaxed immediately when he saw you.

"Let me." you said gently, he smiled sitting up, his back facing you. You washed his arms smoothly, caressed his back and planted soft kisses on his neck. Your left hand roamed on his chest followed by the cloth, strands of your hair falling over his shoulders, your bosoms pressing lightly on his back as you leaned over to wash his chest. He stayed silent, eyes closed you could only hear his breathing getting heavier. 

You dropped the cloth, your right hand going further in the water following Bucky's abs, his happy trail leading you to his shaft, as soon as your hand wrapped around him, Bucky gasped, grasping the sides of the bath.

Still kissing his neck, you start pumping him slowly but firmly, your thumb brushing the tip making him tightened his grip on the bath, he groaned as you pumped him faster, your other hand plunge in the water and gently fondled his balls. 

"Doll!" he groaned and totally lose it, he came in the water. His head fell back on your shoulder, he was breathing heavily and so were you, seeing him coming undone and the look on his face made you hope that even for a moment he forgot everything bad he went through this past few months.

You let him dry himself while you where in the bedroom preparing your clothes for tomorrow. He went in only wearing shorts although you had give him a top with it. He sat on the edge of the bed, watching you picking up some outfits.

"Come here Y/N." he suddenly spoke. You walked to him as he reached for your waist, his arms wrapping around you as you stand between his legs, he rested his head on your tummy.

Your fingers going through his damp, disheveled hair. Sighing multiple times he finally lifted his head, his chin on your navel. You leaned in and pecked his lips.  

"You have to sleep M.Barnes." He nodded and went under the cover while you checked if you had close the door and switch off the lights, when you came back he was already drowsing out, quietly getting in bed you felt him reaching for you, your back on his chest, he let out a sigh that said it all. Your hands caressed his arms encircling your waist, it felt so wonderful to have him next to you at last.

In the middle of the night you felt the mattress moved unusually. You opened your eyes to found him sitting on his side of the bed.

"Bucky?" you whispered. He turned around surprise.

"Sorry doll, I didn't mean to wake you." He laid back, facing you, you felt something was odd so you just opened your arms, he shoved his head on your chest resting his face just above your breasts, his arms wrapping around your warmed body. 

The next morning you woke up with Bucky holding you, as much as you wanted to stay in bed with him you had to go to work, you wriggled out of his hold without waking him.

You made breakfast, some eggs on toast with some bacon. On your way to the bathroom you picked in your bedroom to check on Bucky, he was still asleep, you smiled as his face was so relaxed.

You grabbed your towel and exit the shower. Gasping at Bucky who was standing right there in all his morning glory.

"God Bucky, you scared me!"

He chuckled "Sorry!" his hands snaked around your waist, as yours rest on his biceps. He started kissing your neck, your skin prickling at his touch, his sudden ‘recovery’ made you weak at the knees in a matter of seconds.

"Don't..don't you want to eat breakfast.." you said absolutely not convincing.

"Oh doll, I know exactly what I want to relish right now.." his lips brushed your ear lobe making you quiver.

He seized the towel and let it fall from your body to the ground, revealing your naked body to him, he couldn't stop staring making you shiver under his gaze. It was the first time that you felt so vulnerable since he left, his body warm radiating as he leaned on you, your breath accelerating as he kissed his way down, gently nibbling on your bosoms, when he did he suddenly shivered, breathing warm hair on your nipples putting his forehead on your breasts your hands cupped the nape of his neck. He had miss your body as much as you missed his, and it was so exquisite that he had trouble coping. 

He resumed his sweet attentions. His hands on your rib cage tickling you in a pleasant way, he knelt down, fingers caressing your skin till it finds your buttocks that he fondled, circling your navel with kisses, he tightened his grip around your legs. His thumbs rubbing soft circles in the inner of your tights dangerously close to your intimate parts. You took a deep breath when his left hand went to your ankle, making his way up caressing your skin to your knee, he lifted it on is shoulder. He peppered kiss the flesh on the way to your womanhood. Your mind was blank, enjoying every of his gentle touches. 

His thin delicate lips pecked your sex and you moaned jolting, gripping the towel rack. His tongue slowly moved beyond the folds, building you up, going further in following every of your moan. None of his fingers went near your intimate part, he was undoing you only with his tongue, you had almost forget the feeling of this wave of pleasure growing inside. Hands gripping at his silky hair, struggling to keep still, Bucky felt you were on the edge so his lips closed around the bundle of nerves and you came undone, moaning loudly, he sucked on it drawing out your orgasm.

With a final kiss, he stood up, drying his mouth with a towel before kissing you passionately, tasting yourself on his tongue, you eyes still closed. He pressed you on the sink, you felt his arousal on your tummy, desire flowed through your body, both of you wanted more, but not now though.

One cannot break away from James Buchanan Barnes so easily, he followed you to the bedroom, getting in your way as you tried to dress up, you sighed at yourself trying hard to resist him, the store could not open without you and customers hearing you moan was not a good idea for business.

"Wearing a dress today?” he asked surprised, he must have seen you in a dress like less than a dozen times.

“Why? You don't like it?” you look at yourself, swirling the fabric. 

He went to you “Oh no doll, I love it that's the problem, you're lovely, but I have to tell you, his right hand went up your thigh lifting your dress, I'd rather keep you undress.” 

The muscle between your legs clenched, good lord that man was trouble! You had your way to make him beg for your body, but he definitely had his too!

He gave up with one condition.

"Make sure to come up immediately after work, I'll ..." he whispered in your ear everything he wanted to do to you, resulting in you blushing hard and whimpering as he nibbled on your lobe.

You pushed by a chuckling Bucky, as you reached the door he pinned you on it, his all body pressing against yours, his warm breath fanning against your cheekbones, his fine lips found yours, deepening the kiss, his hands cupping your face.

"I love you Y/N!" he murmured against your lips.

Your lips then moved to his cheek, leaving trails of sweet kisses to his temple. Pressing gently your soft lips on his eyelids he let out the tension in his shoulders, relaxing in your touch, he was still in recovery even if his needs were real, this tension was a reminder that he was still damaged and much more vulnerable than you thought. After a long hug, you let him get ready as he was supposed to meet Steve at his place. 

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Finally getting downstairs, Oliver was already there.

“Good morning boss!” Oliver greeted you, yawning right after.

“Good it is, indeed.” your fingers drummed on the desk before swiftly putting your measuring tape around your neck.

“Someone had fun.” Oliver wriggled his eyebrows, joining you at the desk.

“You can talk! I saw you last night, in the company of a young man!” you're the one wriggling your eyebrows at him this time.

“He was really .. ardent! he shuddered, “you?”

You grinned. “He was..he is, you leaned on the desk, devoted!”

Oliver let you in your reverie and went to the front door, putting up the OPEN sign, arranging the cuff links and ties.

You were now storing new pants then Bucky appeared beside you, thinking of what he said earlier about what he had in mind for you, you bit your lip, his pupils getting wider as he saw you do so, yours were probably black with lust at this point. Snaking his harm around your waist, he leaned in kissing you fervently, your nails scraping his scalp it made him shivered, he slightly spanked your butt eliciting a little moan from you.

"James Buchanan Barnes you are trouble. And I love you!" His face lightening up, you saw a glint in his eyes before he smirked, grabbing one of your butt cheek while kissing you, you chuckled swatting his hand from your buttocks.

"Go away troublemaker, I got work to do!" He winked and salute Oliver on his way out.

Oliver was back at the desk, arms crossed, staring at you. You shrugged at him.

"Naughty boss!" He shook his head grabbing some hangers.

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Bucky came back around 6pm when you were about to close the store, before you could say anything, Bucky had you stuck between him and the main desk. His lips on yours, needy almost desperate, he caught your legs and made you jump on the edge of the desk, encircling his waist with your legs you brought him closer grabbing the lapels of his jacket. He cupped your face, gently sweeping your hair behind your ears, you pulled back a brief second looking deeply into his eyes, it killed him, it made him want to kiss you even more, unable to be separated from your lips for a second longer. His hands reclaiming your entire body, caressing the small of your back to your waist then he caught the hem of your dress inching it up your legs. Having trouble with his shirt’s buttons you yanked it open, the buttons flying on the floor. 

"Someone's eager." He said chuckling between kisses.

"Lil reminder, you just pinned me on the desk James Barnes!" you punched his chest lightly.

"Well, I need my girl to feel how much I missed her!" At these words you shivered, oh good lord you couldn’t wait. 

He bit on your jawline, then your neck sucking on the skin, you were pretty sure to have a bruise later on. His hands going further up you thighs, you were breathing heavily at his touch, your own hands scratching his back.

“Oh my goodness me!!” You both startled at Oliver's voice. His shock face quickly transforming into a smirk.  

"Don't mind me, sweethearts, I'll .. see myself out!” He took his coat and with an acute voice said “Have fun!” making sure to put the CLOSED sign before leaving. You both shrugged.

“We won't make it upstairs, won't we!?” you asked cocking an eyebrow at him.

“I’m afraid so doll!” he answered smirking like the devil, you rolled your eyes at him as he chuckled.

Your hands roamed on his chest, removing his shirt, you admire his perfect bust, he looked down at your fingers tracing their way down his chest, stopping at edge of his pants. He let you in charge, you kissed his chest, up his neck, your hand dragged lower, along his front tracing the length of his hard cock through the fabric. He inhaled, his hands on your thighs tightening, still kissing his neck and collarbone you unfastened his trousers, slipping your hand in his shorts, feeling his hard swollen cock. He cursed under his breath, as you stroke him. When he regained a bit of control, his hand went up cupping your sex through you panties, he immediately pushed aside the fabric caressing your wet folds, you sucked in a sharp breath when he inserted two fingers in you. 

“Bucky I can’t wait no more!” grabbing the back of his neck, you crashed your lips against his. He discarded your panty after removing his own underwear. He grabbed your thighs once more, sliding you on the edge of the desk, Bucky standing at attention between your legs. He kissed you hard, grabbing his shaft, he finally buried himself inside you, both sighing at the sensation, that feeling of being complete that both of you missed so much. None of you could find the words. His fingers pressed into your flesh, he pulled back his length almost completely and slowly pushed back in, you both moaned, your head lolling back. 

He started thrusting trying his best not be too impatient but your constant moans and praises had him mesmerized. Leaning on the desk, you fumble with the buttons of your dress, the sleeves sliding down your arms, Bucky groaned as you revealed your bra less breasts, you had remove the uncomfortable fabric earlier today.

"You are one of a kind Y/N!" He mused, one of his strong, rough hand skimming your body until he got a good gentle grip on your breast, his thumb playing with your perky bud. You arched at his touch and as he fasten his pace, feeling you were at the rim, he pulled back his shaft leaving you hollow, he smirked at your furrowing brows. Grabbing your waist he helped you get down the desk and spun you around, caressing your buttocks while kissing the back of your neck, he then staved into you, your fingers intertwined with his on your hip, the other grabbed a hold of his muscular ass, contracting at each thrust. He was needy but not rough, his arms trapped your body against him, his biceps pressing against your bosoms, a hand on your neck, he kept you still from writhing under the pleasure he was giving you, he suddenly smacked your butt cheek eliciting a louder moan from you both as you clenched around him. His thrusts became uneven as he was about to lose it, you tightened your grip on his biceps. He let out a guttural moan as he released himself inside you, you followed closely crying out.

Both panting, you winced as he removed himself from you, already missing the feeling. Facing him you stand on your tiptoes, your fingers caressing his jawline beckoning him forward, he obliged, keeping a finger under his chin you kissed him passionately. He embraced your body, his warm sweaty skin against yours feeling so right. 

The fact of having you naked in his arms made him realize that he had really returned from this hell that was war, and that was the most beautiful feeling ever. 

“We should maybe, go upstairs.” he breathed against your temple.

“Maybe...” you caught his lips in a searing kiss, caressing the nape of his neck. 

You barely made it upstairs, until you pushed him on the bed, he quickly took over, binding your hands with his above your head as he kissed you over and over, grinding his erect member against your sensitive part. Your bodies tangled, as you made each other feel the love you had for one another. 

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The next day you were having a coffee break at noon with Oliver, around the fabrics table, you saw him staring at you from across it.

You put down your mug “What?” 

“Nothing, just ... did you wipe the desk?” he snorted. 

You threw him a piece of fabric.

“Of course I did! But hey I guess we’re even.” you took a sip while he looked at you wondering.

“Remember Samuel? In the fitting room?” you pursed your lips, leaning on your fist.

“Oh! .. right.” he blushed and played with a piece of fabric. 

“Yeah.That time.” You nodded smiling at his blushing face while drinking your coffee. 

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Summary : James Buchanan Barnes stumbles upon you, a lady that got him wrapped around her finger.

Warning/s: smut. If you’re under 18 please don’t read this.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader; Steve Rogers x reader (platonic)

Words: 2,501

Tags : @rodkrake @kaffekanden @namiiswan @destielinamoose @slender–spirit

A/N : English is not my native language … yeah coz writing smut in french sucks sometimes so excuse my rough english.

In the idea that Bucky and Steve came back to Brooklyn after the war and never went near a freaking train. It’s a pretty long one so I’ll do parts.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5(end)

You were enjoying a night out with Bucky, at the bar you’ve met. Seating in a corner booth, you’d been there for like an hour, talking about everything and sharing ideas, you were drinking while stealing his fries. One of your daily mission was to make Bucky blush and/or horny, obviously tonight was no different, as he was hailing at the barman for another two drinks, you slipped your foot out of your shoe then run it around his calf and ankle, he immediately looked at you, a mischievous smirk plastered on your lips. He shook his head. 

“Y/N, I’m warning you..” he said, then your foot slide between his thighs enjoying the warm and the way they clenched at your touch, reaching his crotch you soon felt his cock twitching under your toes.

Bucky cursed under his breath “fuck!” 

“Don’t threaten me with good things, Sarge!” you said in a lustful voice.

His eyes changed and you could see that you were in for a payback at home, your foot pressing and sliding along his clothe length making him breath heavier, his fist against his mouth maintaining eye contacts. 

“If you behave until we are alone I..” he was suddenly cut.

“Hello Bucky!” you both broke eye contacts surprised. A young woman was standing on Bucky’s side. She did not acknowledge you at all. Bucky’s eyes bounced between yours and hers. You quickly understand that she was an old catch, you leaned back amused, your bare foot still between his warm thighs. You wanted to see how he was going to get himself out of this situation. 

“I heard you came back from the war? You know I could make you forget it, Bucky!” she said in a sultry voice, you couldn’t help but scoff slightly.

“Hm.. as you can see..I am with someone!” He stuttered glancing at you, she finally realized you were here. 

“Hi!” you mouthed smiling while waving at her.

She raised an eyebrow at you and returned her attention to Bucky. You internally laughed so hard.

“I’m your best girl Buck, remember?” she said

“Oh really?” you said smirking, withdrawing your feet. He panicked a little at your doing, searching for your eyes, you crossed you arms staring at him trying to be as serious as possible.

“You know where to find me!” she winked at him before leaving, you could see Bucky was really uncomfortable.

“Doll...you’re not upset, are you?” he asked worried. You stared at him for few seconds, keeping a blank face.

“I’m gonna let you figure that out, dreamboat.” you did your best to hide your smile and stood up from the booth, making your way to the ladies room.

You were adjusting your make-up when someone plant themselves behind you.

“You should know, Bucky stayed with me the longest, he’ll come back to me!” she claimed.  

“Is that so?" You sighed. "Get over it hun. Little advice don't live in the past, it won't do you any good." you checked yourself one last time in the mirror and look at her reflection. You pushed the doors, leaving her speechless next to the sink. 

You reached your booth, getting a glimpse at an anxious Bucky. “Coming?” you asked him, he stood up at a fastness.

“Y/N..I..” he stammered, your hand went to his face gently, then you patted him on the cheek. “You’ll have to make up for this Bucky Barnes.” 

“Promise you, doll, I will!” he seized your middle bringing you against him. 

“Then what are we waiting for?” you purred near his lips.

You made it home in no time, no wonder you choose this bar since it's a block away from your place. Tearing down his shirt, you quickly removed his trousers, brushing his hard member on the way. He unfasten your pants and removed your blouse, and bra leaving you only in your panties. Walking backwards to the bedroom while kissing, you stopped beside the bed. Your hand sliding along his cock through his shorts. He grabbed a hold of your butt, fondling it, his other hand playing with your nipples while you kissed his upper body. He suddenly pushed you on the bed, earning a giggle from you.

"You've taunted me all night doll!" He crawled to you, making sure to let his hand caress your body from your ankle to the nook of your neck.

"Don't forget about..what's her name again?" You asked frowning your eyebrows.

"Let's not..talk about her honey. It's only you and me that's all that matters." He caught your lips in a searing kiss, his body enclosing yours.

His lips slide down your throat, licking his way down your collarbone. He took a mouthful of you breast while he roughly fondle the other one. His large hand went down on you, caressing your sex through your panties, you gasped as his lips kissed the skin below your breasts, grazing his teeth on your rib cage, pecking lingering kisses down your stomach he reached your sensitive part.

Holding the pink lips between his thumb and forefinger, working his way up and down, inserting your folds with his fingers you arched your back, his long fingers sliding into your body in a sweet rhythm while his tongue made wonders with swift flicks on your tight sensitive bud. Feeling your orgasm rising you tightened your grip on his silky hair and the sheet. Coming undone your body shuddered, moaning his name. You pulled on his dogs tags, bringing him up. His length filling you up, pulsing inside you, your nails digging into his butt cheeks as he thrust deeper into you resulting in both of you moaning and grunting. He made you reached peaks that you had never even brushed.

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Bucky was coming at your place when he heard a ruckus behind your door, opening it in a crash.

“what the...” he stopped, furrowing his eyebrows wondering.

You turned to see Bucky at your door, looking very disturbed. 

“Don’t ask, that’s for science!” you said, returning your attention to the bottles on the living room table. Steve shrugged at Bucky. You were actually mixing alcohol to get Steve drunk, it happened after you both argued on his capacities..as always, he was totally in.

"You are both an embarrassment" Bucky scoffed, pinching the bridge of his nose. Both of you look at him jaded, narrowing your eyes at him.

“Ok pal, gonna help or not?” Steve asked turning his upper body to Bucky.

You were about to take a shot of Tequila on your own, but you stopped the glass at your lips, waiting for Bucky’s answer. 

“Guys, ... I can’t let you two alone 2 minutes!” he patted Steve’s back as he sat on the couch, while you were sitting on the floor.

‘Don’t worry, I got it undercontrol.” you claimed grabbing bottles from the cabinet next your sofa. Somehow...you had lots of different liquors, you could have been a bartender in another life. Seeing the guys’ reaction they'd probably find that quite agreeable.

“Yeah you got it!” Bucky retorted chuckling.

About an hour later you were mixing every bottle that you had.

“Oh that’s one seems tough!” Steve snapped sniffing at it, Bucky took a sip and immediately coughed followed by Steve.

“What’s in it?” they asked between two coughs. 

“Hm ... I don’t remember..” they both looked at you in disbelief. “Hey for my defense I’ve done a lot of those concoctions.”

“Doesn’t matter what’s in it tho, it doesn’t make me drunk.” Steve announced standing up “Sorry Y/N it won’t be for tonight.” He bid goodnight as he closed your door.

“Why do you want to make him drunk so badly?” Bucky inquired, grabbing one your hand, pulling you gently to him, you eased yourself into his laps

“I want to get Captain America drunk, isn’t that legit!?” you exclaimed pointing at the door.

“Not exactly the word I would use.” He smiled and brushed your hair from your sleepy drunk face. The next morning was pretty hard but fortunately Bucky let you sleep in, he even stay in bed to cuddle listening to the radio which was playing one of your favorite, I know why by Glenn Miller. The rays of sun going through the fine curtains of your bedroom, lightning your legs intertwined, you tightened your embrace on Bucky’s waist, he drowsily kissed your hair. A perfect lazy morning, for once, in James Buchanan Barnes’ arms.

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Few days later you went out with Peggy and Steve, at Peg’s favorite bar, sat in the corner booth, you had chips and some cocktail wraps. Steve and Bucky were talking about some baseball games while you and Peggy were enjoying your, 3rd? 4Th? Manhattan. Fortunately both of you were able to hold your liquor, now that Steve could no more get drunk, damn it, nor that he tried really hard before the serum, it was a bit unfair for Bucky who had to restrained himself. But being the smart cheeky man he is, he quickly found a way to distract himself from the drinks on the table.

Bucky's hand discreetly landed on your thigh, you slightly blenched. His thumb rubbing circles on your flesh. Your breath hitched at the sudden touch, Peggy didn't saw you glaring at Bucky who was still talking to Steve acting oh so innocent this little rascal!

Well if he wanted to play, you'll play! You reached his wrist, you saw him stealthily glancing at you maybe worried you'd removed his hand, you could have but why would you want to? Spreading open your legs a little bit more, you made his hand caress the inside of your thigh, slowly drawing him near you intimate parts, now he had your total consent, then he really look at you when he felt a string then lace, he tilted his head wondering what you were wearing and resumed his debate with Steve.

After this you let him handle, literally, he brushed his fingers on your clothe core, resting his palm on your mound, two fingers pressed lower stimulating your clit with small pressure, his fingers going further down sliding between your folds, his warm palm covering your sex, you clenched your thighs trapping his hand. At first you had your breathing under control until he pushed away your panty, your thighs loosen up in a matter of seconds, sliding two fingers on your folds, pressing and slowly moving left to right. His thumb soon circled around your clit, at this point he could see you trying to confined your moans by bringing the glass at your parting lips, you were so caught in the moment that you didn't notice Peggy watching you, she narrowed her eyes on you.

“James Buchanan Barnes!!” Peggy shouted, he abruptly removed his hand and fingers, you let out a silent moan already missing his touch. You laughed breathlessly seeing Bucky avoiding Peggy's look.

“Aouch” you couldn't help but giggled as Peggy hit your hand.

“You both are naughty!” she pointed at you two, Bucky was now wearing a devious smile, he shrugged at Peg. Steve was totally oblivious, wondering what was going on.

“I'll let you know, later..” she quipped cupping Steve's cheek. Bucky and you laughing at Steve's disoriented face. You leaned to Bucky's ear. “Why don't we head home, so I can show you what I'm wearing.” you mimicked him putting a hand on his strong thigh, squeezing it. “Oh, doll! I'd love that!” You pecked his lips.

You left Steve and Peggy when they went dancing, Steve had improved. Hurrying to your place Bucky get rid of your dress in a second, way to eager to see what you were wearing, and he was not disappointed. His eyes rested on a white underwear set with garters. His finger trailed his way up between the garter string and the flesh just under your butt cheek. That night was wild, Bucky definitely loved the new underwear set.

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You were at the retail market, looking for new fabrics and inspirations when someone caught your arm.

"Y/N come with me! It's important!" Steve exclaimed nervously, pulling you out the market.

"What..Steve, what is it!?" You panicked, following his path.

"It's Bucky, he is.., come please!" He urged you to your store, you were so anxious by the time you arrived, to see that Bucky was not there.

"Steve where is Bucky?" you inquired, your heart couldn't keep still.

"Look Y/N, just trust me ok, it's.." he started to say his hand going up almost in defence.

"Don't go all Captain fuckin’ America with me Steve. I saved your skinny ass, so tell me the what's going on!!" You pointed at him with your purse.

"Be patient please Y/N! Gosh you're stressing me out!" He pinched the bridge of his nose, then put his hands on his hips.

At this point you were both talking loudly, you would say, well at the edge of screaming at each other.

"You're freaking me out! What is happening!?!" You threw your purse on one of the glass counters.

"Nothing! Just.. wait ok!" He sighed leaning on the main desk.

"Hey, could you both stop bickering!? You heard behind you and turned around, at least for today!” Bucky walked in, grinning.

Steve went to him, shook his hand and patted his shoulder. Then Oliver and Peggy came out the fitting room.

“Peg? What's going on?” you inquired getting quite anxious, is it how I die?

Oliver and Peggy giggled and stopped by the main desk.

“Doll, Y/N!” You focused onto him, brows furrowing in confusion.

"Bucky, tell me what.."

And all of sudden, he knelt down in the middle of the store on the blue carpet, getting a box out his pocket and popping it open just before your eyes. A shiny ring facing you, Bucky's bright blue eyes and huge smile in the background.

“Y/N, would make me the honor of .. taking me as your husband?”

A dead silence settled, leaving everone on edge. It's not that you didn't have an answer, but it's just wouldn't came out as you were so shocked, you did not expect anything like that when Steve brought you here in the middle of the day, scaring the shit out of you.

Peggy was smiling hard, clenching at Steve’s arm, Oliver was too actually, enjoying the feel of Steve's bicep. You gasped and find your voice back.    

“James Buchanan Barnes, I would be the one honored!” you answered smiling. He let out a long sigh, beaming at you. He slide the ring on your fine finger, your heart thumping in your ears. You caught his tie and pulled him into you, kissing him passionately, as he wrapped his arms around your middle.

Steve, Peggy and Oliver cheered and you hugged each one of them, you turned around after hugging Peggy to look at your now fiancé to noticed that he was wearing the suit you had made him, and it was indeed a perfect fit.

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Summary : James Buchanan Barnes stumbles upon you, a lady that got him wrapped around her finger.

Warning/s: smut. If you’re under 18 please don’t read this.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader; Steve Rogers x reader (platonic)

Words: 2,836

Tags : @rodkrake @kaffekanden @namiiswan @destielinamoose @slender--spirit

A/N : English is not my native language … yeah coz writing smut in french sucks sometimes so excuse my rough english.

In the idea that Bucky and Steve came back to Brooklyn after the war and never went near a freaking train. It’s a pretty long one so I’ll do parts.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Oliver forced you to take the day off. You went home with Bucky, for your last night together, he worshiped you even more than usual, it was all you. He ran a bath for you two to enjoy, between his kisses on your shoulder bones you told him.

”I hate that you’re leaving.” he stopped, his embrace tightened.  

“Then I'm going to do something you will adore..” he whispered.

”Stay?” You said sheepishly, you knew he won’t, but you had to try. He softly chuckled against your neck before gliding his fingers between your breasts, your chest rising under his touch.   

His strong arms draping over your shoulders, hands grazing your tummy to your pubic bone, his left hand found your nipples brushing against each of them, wet with water and bubbles, he admired your breasts glistening. Your hands reached his hair, your head turning to him you captured his lips in a sweet kiss, hand curling around his neck.

His hands skimmed down your wet body, parting your legs, caressing each of your thighs down your core, his fingers sliding swiftly from your entrance to your clit. Your mouth hung open when he pushed two finger deep within you, gently curling them, going back and forth at an unbearable slow rhythm, increasing your pleasure until his thumb lightly touched your bundle of nerves, you jolted splashing water outside the bathtub. He muffled a chuckle in your neck, your low tummy tightening at his deep voice resonated.

“You feel amazing Y/N!” a moaned escaped your mouth, your core clenching around his fingers, then he bit on your lobe and that was it, your trigger, your orgasm washed over you, your body shaking in spasms of utter pleasure. Shutting your eyes closed you leant back into his warmth, his hands roaming your body, he hugged you close.

You made love all night, you just couldn’t stop enjoying each other’s body, scent, touch, the fear of losing one another had you both stay awake until dawn, you had talked, sobbed and drowsed for about an hour.

The morning came, you woke up before him and watched him sleep, your heart sinking even more at the idea of letting him go. His eyes fluttered open, he smiled feeling your hand caressed every featured of his face, your thumb grazing his lips, he caught it between his teeth, you smiled then his arms snaked around your waist he pulled you to his warm chest where you snuggled.

Feeling his lips on your neck, you sighed at the sensation, he nibbled on your ear lobe, you squirmed under him. He hovered over you while his left hand brushed your folds arching your back at his delicate touch.

“Bucky!” you whimpered. He caught your lips in a passionate kiss, biting and sucking at its lower part. 

You wanted to feel him deep inside you once again. You reached for his cock, he was already so hard, his forehead on yours he watched as you pulled long, slow strokes. His eyes fluttering close, growling. He closed his fist around yours, squeezing a bit tighter then you both guide his throbbing cock to your wet folds, clutching his balls as he buried himself deep inside. He released a moaned as you do, his large cock stretching you for the 5th times since last night. Hands scratching his back, his head resting into your neck, his groans reaching deep inside you. You suddenly flipped him over, he tried to seat up but you pushed him a cocky smile on your face, he surrendered.

Trailing hot kisses along his hot body, from his sharp jaw line by his collarbones to his nipples, to his tones abs. Your breasts framing his twitching cock, you pressed your bosoms together while kissing his abs, moving up and down slowly. Bucky grabbed the sheets, the sensation of his hard member between your breasts and the look on his face were fascinating. You pecked the head of his cock, he moaned swearing under his breath at the thrill it gave him. 

“Y/N!” he whined, you licked a long stride from the base before wrapping your mouth around the tip and sucking him gently, your tongue swirling around his thick cock. You relaxed your throat as much as you could, and took him all the way in, you endured the burning sensation as you saw Bucky’s shocked but mesmerized intense gaze on your action. You released his shaft with a little pop, suddenly he caught the back of your neck with his right hand before you could take him in again, crashing his lips on yours, tongues fighting. 

“Doll, you’re stunning!” he breathed against your sore lips. 

“I’m not done with you Sergeant!” he growled at the nickname, you straddled him, your back was facing him, he immediately grabbed your rear as you slipped on his cock with a slam, wailing at the process. You moved your hips in circle, bouncing on his shaft you felt his large hand spanked your ass hard, the slap made the muscles at your centre tightened resulting in you moaning aloud. 

“Would you do that again!” you asked him breathlessly, he complied, your head leaned backward as he did so, he took the opportunity to bring your body to his and pounded into you, while his hands roamed your body, fondling your boobs and biting your neck. 

“Bucky, I..” you cried out, feeling the tremendous bliss enveloped you  “Come with me!” he grunted. You both came undone in a messy cry out.

He put the cover on your bare bodies, he went on top of you leaning on his elbows, you looked deeply into his bright blue eyes, feeling is sincerity, love, sadness, lust and dedication. You wrapped your arms around his neck and hugged him like your life depended on it, the weight of his body on yours was nothing as you wanted him as close as possible.

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Watching him dressing up from your bed, laid on your stomach, swinging your bare legs, outrageously naked, Bucky had trouble not looking at you. When he put his tie around his neck, he glanced at you. Chuckling you rolled on the edge of the bed and stood up totally naked and tiptoed to him.

“Get over here, Sarge” you ordered, he hesitantly took a long stride forward.

He inhaled loudly, seeing your bare bosoms pressing against his uniform, the cold buttons making them perky. You tie the necktie just like the first time you've flirted with him, making sure to take your time. Finally he took his cap, putting it on, you tilt your head looking at him then grabbed the cap, wearing it askew you then pulled on his tie, locking your lips with his. 

He couldn't resist anymore and grabbed your bare butt, squeezing it. 

“Gosh doll! You're amazing! he sighed between two sloppy kiss, I’m gonna miss you Y/N” You jumped wrapping your legs around his waist.

“You better come back Bucky Barnes!” He hugged you close, caressing one last time your soft body, his fingers grazing the small of your back, making you shivered.

“Promise.” He answered. You swept a tear before he could see it. With a final passionate kiss, holding you until he was on the doorway, and he was gone.

You plopped down on your bed, covering yourself with the sheet, the tears flowed from your eyes inevitably unable to control your feelings anymore, you cowered on yourself for a few hours, falling asleep in the fetal position.

You woke up at Oliver voice at your door. He let himself in, “Oh Y/N, he said softly, seeing the state you were in, you have to get up Boss.” 

He had seen Bucky leave when he arrived at the store, he had found it judicious to leave you alone a little before coming in.

Reluctantly you left your bed heading to the shower where you cried again. Oliver had made the breakfast, you entered the kitchen wearing your bathrobe, he caught you by the shoulders leading you to the chair, you were easy to manipulate for once, the face down but still adorning an after-sex glow that your skin couldn’t deny. 

”Here, have some!” putting a mug of coffee in front of you. You stayed both silents a few minutes, facing each other at the kitchen table. 

“Aaah I wish this war won’t take long, so I can find myself a young man and that yours come back!” Oliver dreamed out loud sighing, you inevitably smile as he recount one of his many adventure with young lads.   

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The days went on, his absence was still unbearable even though he wrote you as much as he could. In your letters you would detailed what you wanted to do to him, and what you wanted him to do to you, some kinky stuff you’d never thought you would like to try before. You did not care a tad that someone could read the letters before him. 

He would answer that he was desperate to touch your soft skin, to lost himself into you while your fingers would be through his hair on his scalp and then run them all the way down his neck. To have his face deep between your legs while his hands would fondle your perfect breasts. Even by only reading his letters you could get off!  

It was really enjoyable and reassuring until the letters stopped, you became so worried that you focused on work to not mope around. Oliver became worried when instead of eating you would take appointments over appointments, he’d forced you upstairs to eat or he would bring the dinner down the fitting room. And he’d argued with you. You were a pain in the arse! 

“Boss! Y/N!, he snatched the pen from your hand, you have to eat! First because I need you to be healthy and second do you think James would be happy to come back to a woman in poor health!”  

You looked up at him, he wasn’t wrong but since Bucky’s letters had stop, well you stopped hoping he’d come back to you.

Oliver continued “Girl when he’ll get here you’ll have to be healthy as hell ‘coz he won’t let you sleep for a while!”

You couldn’t help but laugh, a few tears escaping your eyes. After all Oliver was a contagious optimist. You ate this day and all the others, you had to take care of yourself anyway. 

One day you were at the front desk and someone that you were not expecting pushed the door ringing the bell. 

“Hey stranger!” You scolded the oh so famous Peggy Carter as she entered your shop.

“Hi Y/N, forgive me I've been MIA, busy days in the army, you know.” she nonchalantly salute you.

“Actually I don't. You know what I think about guns.” you stayed both silent for a few seconds before smiling and hugging your best friend.

“At least write me once a month, so I know you're alive!” you said, scoffing.

Then you look behind her, your arms falling to your sides, eyes wide and mouth agape.

“Oh yes, He is why I am here, his name is..” Peggy started gesturing at the strong guy trying to hide behind her.

“Steve?” you asked the tall blond man in front of you.

“Uhm Hi Y/N..” he scratched the back of his neck not looking at you in the eyes.

You approached him, studying his new aspect. Then suddenly “What have you done!” you hit him in the chest, hurting yourself more than him. No wonder you haven’t seen him this past few days!

“Y/N I'll explain, promise, raising his hands in defense, you know I have to help.” 

You look at his new features, still feeling like you were talking to a total stranger. But the look in his eyes was still the same you saw in this dark alley about a year ago, full of determination and kindness.

“You won't need me to kick butts for you anymore.” You crossed your arms and he chuckled.

You explained how you knew each other and Peggy explained what was the plan for Steve, you frowned at the idea, but Steve told you it was a way to get closer to the front lines, you knew that whatever you’d said he was going anyway, so you’d helped. You were measuring him, because of obviously the man needed clothes that fitted, when Steve looked at you, you had your mind elsewhere.

“What's wrong Y/N?” he grabbed your forearm.

“Steve, I .. I haven't heard about Bucky since a while now, his letters have stop..” you inhaled loudly, holding back tears.

“Y/N, I'll bring him back, I promise you.” he hugged you, you felt so tiny in his arms, it used to be the other way around, yet it was comforting because you trusted this guy as much as you trusted Bucky.

“You better Rogers, or I'll go there and kick both of your ass!” you threatened, slapping his arm with the tape. He smiled holding his biceps like he had felt the slap.

“We're done Peggy” you called out. Oliver came out the stocks supply at the same time and gasped loudly seeing Steve's tight t-shirt hugging his perfect chest. Peggy eyed Oliver, unblinking, almost like a predator protecting his prey, Steve being the prey. 

“No cat fight in my shop folks!” you mentioned as you went to the main desk behind the curtains.

“Hey, Peggy approached you, Steve told me about your man, James is it?” you nodded a sad smile appearing. 

“You know, she nudged your arm, if their relationship is like ours he would find him no matter what and bring him back. If you were god knows where in trouble it’s what I’d do! And you would scold me for putting myself in danger for you obviously!” she said rolling her eyes, and you both laughed. 

A few weeks after Peggy and Steve had visited your store, the phone rang Oliver answered then you heard him stammered.

“Y/N! BOSS!” he shouted.

You almost ran to the main desk worried, Oliver never shout like that, he held the phone to you with an unreadable look on his face. You became anxious until you heard Peggy’s voice.

“Gosh Peg it’s you! Is everything okay?” you inquired, hitting Oliver’s shoulder with a swatch book. He frowned with an indignant air and mouthed “What was that for!?!” 

“Yes everything’s fine, said Peggy over the phone, just wanted to let you know I’m coming back tonight, Steve too and ... Y/N...he found him.”

You stopped breathing, thinking the worse had happened. 

“He is fine Y/N! you felt that she was smiling on the over end of the phone, and you dropped on your knees, relieved, you laughed nervously letting all the anxiety flow out your mind and body. “Thank you, thank you Peggy! Call me as soon as your in town! Love you” you ordered.

“Yes m’am! you were pretty sure she had salute, love you too sweety, see you in a couple of hours!” 

Oliver knelt down beside you, tears of joy now running down your cheeks, he sobbed with you, you apologized to him because these past few months had been hard for the both of you, mainly because of your annoying behavior, he just hugged you tight.

“Thank god, no more sloppy boss! he said aloud, swiping his tears

You laughed out loud, you didn’t even hear a customer coming in until he scraped his throat. You looked up and he stared at you two, cocking an eyebrow. Oliver stood up, helping you up your feet.

“I’ll take care of it, go make yourself decent!” he pushed you to the stairs. 

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You entered the bar, trying hard to stay calm, your fingers twisting your purse’s trap. You saw the Howling Commandos, you remembered them from the newspapers, when you couldn’t see Buck with them, your heart started to fail you, was he really here!

"Y/N!!" He stood up from his bar tool, your felt so relieved as you saw him. Bucky lifted you, and peppered your face with kisses, your arms wrapping around his neck. You breathed in delight his intoxicating scent, one his hand on your neck while his other arm had you pinned against him by the waist, your feet not even touching the ground. Bucky’s eyes were closed, enjoying to have you in his arms at last. None of you wouldn’t let go. 

"I'm sorry I should have come to you sooner but ... I didn't want you to see me like that" he leant back looking at you apologetically. 

He was tired, you could see he had loose weight, he wasn’t wearing is all Sergeant’s uniform, his hair falling down on his forehead. You brushed his hair back with your fingertips, he closed his eyes feeling your touch, he kissed your hand keeping it on his cheek, he just wanted to feel your skin against his after all this time. 

“Can we go home, doll?” he asked you under his breath, almost pleading with his eyes, you smiled softly at the sweet name, so glad to hear it again. 

He was in need of a safe place where he could unwind, and you were willing to give him.

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