#writingforbella

As you entered the gym, you could already hear the thumps and grunts from someone hitting the punching bag. Your heart rate picked up slightly at the sight of a shirtless Bucky throwing punches, his knuckles bleeding and bruised though that didn’t seem to bother him. His breath was heavy, his back glistening, sweat trailing down his back. His sweats hung low on his waist…dangerously deliciously low. If he turned around, you’d see his Adonis belt and what you wouldn’t do to just lic-

“What are you doing here at this time doll?”

Bucky broke you out of your trance. You felt heat travel to your face, now wondering if he had caught you staring. You gaped like a fish, completely forgetting why you were at the gym at this hour.

“You heard me come in?”

“The serum. Enhanced hearing” He smirked. He didn’t just hear you walking in. He saw the flush of your cheeks, noted the increased heart rate. He could practically smell how aroused you were.

“Oh. Couldn’t sleep, haven’t in weeks. Thought I’d get a workout in instead of staying in bed”

“Ah, what’s been keeping you up?” “I’m not sure actually. Just feel like I’m high strung all the time even when I’m tired. Even now, I’m exhausted but I just never feel relaxed enough to get some decent sleep”

Bucky noticed the way you nervously bit your bottom lip, as your eyes flicked down to his lips, then chest and then down to his…

“I think you’re just sexually frustrated doll” Bucky looked down at you with a shit eating grin on his face.

“BUCKY!” You were definitely already flustered but somehow your face flushed more. You felt like you were on fire from what he just said.

“I’m just saying! When was the last time you’ve gone out on a date anyway?”  Bucky was genuinely curious. If you were not out on a mission, you were most definitely somewhere around the compound with a book or scrolling through TikTok.

“I don’t know, like 8 months ago? It didn’t go anywhere though” You cringed, recalling your painfully awkward date Aaron. 3 drinks in, he began to sob over his ex from 5 year ago. You had reluctantly agreed to be set up on a blind date by one of your friends. She insisted you were the perfect match. You were no longer friends with her. You had also lost all hope in dating.

“Why, did he not know what he was doing” Bucky smirked, his interest piqued. You glared at him, wanting to flick the stupid smirk off his perfectly handsome face.

“Not everything is about sex Barnes” You scoffed, mentally hitting yourself for deciding to workout at this hour. This is why you should be lazy.

“That’s what you’d say if he was bad at it” Bucky took a step closer to you as you breath hitched in your throat.

“Well I wouldn’t know” Now your eyes were looking everywhere except him. You could feel him eyeing you up and down in your overly flustered state. He was enjoying this. Bastard.

“So you guys didn’t…..” “No.” “So…how long has it been since…” Bucky’s eyebrows wiggled up and down, the shit eating grin plastered back on his face.

“Seriously? What are you going to do with this information?”

“I’m just trying to get an idea!” Bucky threw his hands up in defense.

“Shut up perv” You were not about to disclose your nonexistent sex life with him.  Bucky cocked his head to the side. He wasn’t going to let this go until he got an answer. “2 years” You mumbled.

“2 years?!!”  Bucky’s eyes grew wide as you glared at him. “Sorry, just. WOW. Wow.”

“Yes, my sex life is awful, will you please move on so I can actually finish what I came here for”. Honestly, you didn’t need a workout anymore. Bucky had made you sweat and increased your heart rate more than the treadmill ever did.

“Okay, okay. What about by yourself, you know…” “You’re so gross oh my god!” “Everyone does it” The humor in Bucky’s face disappeared as he looked at you dead in the eyes. He was being serious.

“I do! It’s just…It’s not great okay?”

“How do you mess up self pleasure?!” At this point Bucky was genuinely confused. He could understand someone else not knowing what to do but surely you knew how to take care of yourself.

You loved saving and caring for others. You just never bothered to do the same for yourself. Every time you wanted to, you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. Your hands would fumble around for a few minutes, and then you’d stop.  It embarrassed you, and the fact that you felt embarrassed over something so normal and natural embarrassed you more.

“I don’t know how! It’s not like the guys I’ve been with before were amazing to even try and get off thinking about them”

“Why them, think about someone you’re attracted to now” Duh. “It feels embarrassing trying to imagine myself with someone who wouldn’t look twice at me in that way. So I never did….that. Are you happy now?”  What pained you the most was the crush you were harboring on the super soldier. You had seen the girls he dated and whatever his type was, it wasn’t you.

Bucky felt his heart sink. You were stunning; he couldn’t imagine a single person that would say otherwise. He felt a pang of anger, wondering who put those thoughts in your head to make you feel this way in the first place.

“I don’t mean to overstep here but you’re beautiful doll. Anyone can see it”

“Whatever you say Barnes”

You rolled your eyes as your body continued to feel like it was set ablaze. Bucky was a charmer, he made everyone blush, from the barista at Starbucks to the little old lady at the corner shop. There was no way he actually found you attractive.

“I’m serious. No wonder you can’t sleep, you’re pent up. I could show you what to do” Bucky took another step towards you; you could feel his warm breath fan on your face, his eyes gazing into you.

“What are you, a sex guru?” You snorted “What are you going to do Barnes, teach me how to touch myself?”

“Sure”

You burst out laughing and immediately stopped when you saw Bucky was being completely serious.

“You can’t be serious. Maybe you know what you’re doing in bed but you’re telling me you also know how to show someone else how to touch themselves?”

“No one’s ever complained about my hands before, I can show you how to use those pretty fingers on yourself doll”

Dreaming. You must be dreaming. There was no way in hell this conversation was actually taking place. You were curious though. Very curious.

“Fine” you smirked. There was no way he’d actually take up his own offer. “We’ll see if you actually know what you’re talking about” “I always keep my word baby”

Bucky smirked at you, watching you leave the gym to go back to your room. He wasn’t sure what the hell just happened. He always kept his feelings for you at bay. He had seen decent guys approach you, only for you to turn them down seconds after speaking to them. If you weren’t giving guys like that a chance, he wasn’t willing to risk anything. Except now.

You paced around your room wondering how the hell you got yourself into this situation. He wasn’t actually going to come up here. You sighed, still blushing over the interaction you just had, changing out of your gym clothes and throwing on the oversized t-shirt you slept in. You started to get into bed when you heard a knock at the door. Jumping out of bed, you did a quick once over in the mirror before opening the door.

“Hey doll”

Bucky had showered and changed into a plain black t-shirt and grey sweats. This man was going to be the death of you.

“Hey Buck, you actually came” The surprise was evident in your voice as you opened the door to let him in. “I told you I always keep my word baby, but only if you want to” Bucky gazed down at you but it wasn’t out of lust; it was out of adoration. You walked over and sat at the edge of your bed, your knees pressed tightly together. You suddenly felt overwhelmingly self conscious, realizing that he was right there. In your room. Right now. You looked at the floor as Bucky closed the door behind him.

“Hey, look at me. Its normal, you don’t have to be ashamed of anything. If you feel uncomfortable we can stop and this conversation never happened” He kneeled in front of you so he could look at you, only sincerity in his words.

You shook your head. You didn’t know what to expect when you agreed to this, but you were certainly not expecting him to be so…understanding. His blue eyes showed nothing but concern and care for you. Your heart skipped a beat as your cheeks flushed. You could feel butterflies making your stomach flip.  Fuck, you wanted this.

“I want this….for you to show me….”

 Bucky sat up on your bed against your headboard with his legs crossed. He took your hand, pulling you towards him.

 “Lay back on me princess”

You shifted to sit on his lap, still feeling tense.

 “Here, just relax baby” Bucky hands gently caressed your arms, wanting you to feel comfortable.

You relaxed your body against him, your heart racing a million miles a minute. Part of you wanted to back down, tell him this was a stupid idea and he didn’t have to put himself through this for you. But another side of you wanted this so bad, the one person you had almost touched yourself to soo many times, stopping because it felt so unrealistic he’d see you like that.

Your room had a large bed with a full length 3 panel mirror across from it. Your entire body heated up looking at yourself in just your t-shirt, splayed on Bucky’s lap. His eyes flicked up, meeting yours in the mirrors reflection. He’d give anything to be with you like this every single night.

“You look beautiful like this”

Your breath shuddered, your voice shaky as you spoke “You said a lot, what did you plan on showing me”

Bucky smirked, grabbing your hand in his, guiding it down to the waistband of your panties. “This okay?” Again, your heart skipped a beat. He never overstepped, always making sure you gave him consent before going further. You nodded, arousal already soaking through.

Keeping your hand in his, he pushed down till your fingers were between your soaked folds. Gathering the slick, he moved your hands up to touch your clit, his own fingers on top guiding yours to move in gentle circles. You whimpered, biting your lips holding back the moans that wanted to slip out.

“Just like that baby, rub your clit like that for me”. Bucky removed his hand, letting you continue.

“Apply a little more pressure baby” Bucky could see you needed more, your hand desperately trying to move, your panties restricting your movements. “Can I take these off” Bucky’s hand moved to the waistband of your panties. You nodded, lifting your hips up so Bucky could slide them down your legs. You had already come this far but you felt exposed with nothing covering your lower half, suddenly pressing your legs together so Bucky wouldn’t see you.

“Don’t baby, you’re so beautiful,” Bucky rubbed the sides of your thighs, as his hands slowly slipped in between, guiding you to open them. “Spread your legs for me baby, look at how pretty your pussy looks” You almost felt light headed at the sight you saw in the mirror. Your lower half was on full display; Bucky was looking right at you from the reflection. His fingers started to play in between your folds to smear your arousal around. He took your hands back in his, bringing your middle and ring finger to gather the slick that had pooled around you.

“Push one finger in baby”

You paused, having never done that before. Bucky sensed your hesitation as he felt your body tense up. His lips were right by your ears “Here princess, it’s okay” He took your hand again, instantly feeling you relax. You let him guide your finger, pushing it in and out until you found a pace you felt comfortable with. Bucky was losing his mind seeing you like this. He wasn’t sure what aroused him more, the way you looked in the mirror draped across him, the fact that you were doing all this while sitting in his lap or the fact that you trusted him to be so vulnerable with him.

You started to get lost in your thoughts, forgetting Bucky was even there. You whimpered, your finger moving in and out of you as you closed your eyes, imagining Bucky ravaging you on the floor of your bedroom. Bare, clothes torn off, his cock wrecking you for anyone else. He saw the way your eyes started rolling back getting lost in the pleasure of your fingers.

“Tell me what you’re thinking about” Bucky groaned, his mind going foggy. He really did just want to help you get off, but a selfish side of him wanted to ravish you. He wanted to know how filthy you could get, to hear every single dirty thought you had in your head.

Still deeply lost in your thoughts, his name fell from your lips. He shifted, feeling his cock stiffen, nearly cumming on the spot. You could feel your climax building, unconsciously grinding your hips in a tandem against Bucky’s hardening length. “Are you thinking about me?”

You weakly nodded. His breath hitched in his throat when you threw your head back onto his shoulder, your breaths getting heavier. Your chest was rising and falling, nipples poking through the thin material of your t-shirt. “Need more Bucky” You moaned as you grabbed his metal hand to your core, hissing as his cool fingers started playing with your swollen desperate clit. You guided his other hand up your shirt to play with your tits. “OH fuck!” Your hips bucked up, trying to press against his hands, needing more, you were desperate chasing your release. “Please Bucky, more, please” You grew more whiny and needy, guiding your hand on top of his, till his fingers reached your sopping hole, already dripping onto the sheets. “Fuck baby you’re so wet” Bucky whimpered, feeling his heart racing. You were the most beautiful sight he had ever laid his eyes on and you were spread out on him begging for more. He must be dreaming, God he didn’t want to ever wake up.  “You sure baby?” “Please daddy” The name slipped out without a second thought, it drove Bucky feral. Without warning he plunged two fingers into you, pushing them in and out while his thumb pressed down onto your clit.

“M’ gonna cum” You whined, your hips grinding onto his hand, and pressing back onto his throbbing length. Your movements caused Bucky to grip your hips to keep you in place. “This is about you baby, if you keep moving on me like that, I’m not going to be able to control myself, you gotta stop baby” He couldn’t take it anymore, his cock was leaking with arousal, he so badly needed you. You pressed back into him wanting to tease him more. “Touch yourself daddy” The blue in Buckys eyes were nonexistent. His eyes were dark, filled with lust with what you had just said. He pushed you off, causing you to fall forward. You turned around to lay back and propped yourself up on one arm on the opposite side of the bed while Bucky threw off his sweats. His grey boxers had a dark patch from all the precum that had you caused. He was huge, his cock straining against the fabric of his boxers. He tugged them own letting his cock spring free, hitting his abdomen. He sat up against the head board again, nearly drooling as he watching you lying down across from him. Your eyes were heavy with lust.  

“Show me baby, touch yourself the way daddy taught you” Bucky tugged at his length slowly, wanting this moment to last forever. To have you like this, so bare and vulnerable, he was struggling not to cum on the spot.  Fisting his cock while his metal hand gripped onto the headboard, sweat beaded at his forehead as his thumb swept over the tip of his leaking cock acting as lube.

You felt like you were floating on air. Watching Bucky touch himself pushed you over the edge, your climax approaching hard and fast. You let your fingers gather the slick that was soaking the sheets, rubbing your clit in circles “Bucky, m’gonna cum baby”

Bucky wanted to capture every single curve and dip of your body. Every single movement as you moaned and arched off the bed. He couldn’t believe he got to see you like this. Your hips rose from the bed, legs squirming and you continued to press down onto your clit to prolong your building orgasm for as long as you could. Your moans softened to whimpers as your body continued to convulse, desperately trying to hold off so you could watch him for longer.

“Come here baby” Bucky grabbed your ankles so you could be closer to him. Your thighs were on top of his, your core close enough to grind on his length. This had to have been the horniest he had ever been, he had stopped touching himself multiple times because he knew he wouldn’t last long. Your fingers were lazily playing with your clit, your bottom lip caught between your teeth as you tried to silence your screams. Bucky reached forward to pull you up. His hands played at the bottom of your shirt as he looked at your for permission. As soon as you nodded, he ripped it off, throwing it across the room. You lay back down across from him. “Fuck daddy, so close, need to cum baby please” your jaw hung slack as you watched Bucky pick up the pace on his cock. A slow dribble continued to pour from the tip as he started to chase his high. “God baby, you look so fucking beautiful like this, keep doing exactly that, fuck y/n, go faster” Your fingers were rubbing frantic circles on your swollen clit, teetering on the edge of your orgasm. Your thighs quivered on top of his. “Need to cum with you doll, holy fuck I’m gonna cum” Bucky threw his head back, straining against the headboard. His metal hand came down to grip onto your thigh, needing to find a way to ground himself.

“M’ gonna fucking cum y/n, can’t hold it, let go baby, please, cum with me y/n” “OH FUCK DADDY” You could feel your walls flutter and convulse, arousal gushing out of you. You moved slightly forward so your clit could press firmly against Buckys balls, moving your hips lightly to grind against him. You felt waves and waves of endless pleasure and euphoria wash over you. Tears spilled onto your cheeks as you continued to cry out for him, scratching the sides of his legs. “Baby I’m gonna cum, fuck gonna cum so fucking hard for you babydoll, God I want to watch you like this all day. Fuck I’m cumming, m’ cumming, FUCK y/n!” Bucky sped up his pace, fisting his cock, focused on the swollen and sensitive tip. He could feel his balls heavy with cum, eyes were squeezed shut. His head was thrown back as endless ropes of cum spilt onto his abs and chest. His breaths grew heavy as he continued to lazily stroke his cock wanting to make the moment last forever. You fell limp onto the bed, floating in a post climax haze. Bucky sat up, gently pulling you up so he could tuck you under the sheets beside him. “Fuck you’re so beautiful when you cum”

Your haze started to fade as you registered Bucky’s words, burying your face into the crook of his neck.  He cupped your cheek, brining your face up to look at him. “I’m serious. You’re so gorgeous doll” His gaze caused your face to heat up, as you shook your head, biting your lip looking away from him.

“I’m not-

Bucky stopped you, grabbing your face in his hands making you look at him.

“I meant it when I said you’re beautiful. Not just here like this. Always y/n”

You were back to your flustered state, unsure of what to say.  “Thank you..for this..uh, showing me” He gave you the best orgasm of your life and he had hardly touched you. Bucky smirked pulling you close to him, his lips brushing yours.

“I want to show you so many things baby”

You giggled, feeling a wave of sleep wash over you. You yawned, relaxing in his hold, letting sleep take over. 

“Sleep princess, you need it” 

“Finally” Jake says as he walks through the front door of your shared home. Twelve hours, the flight took twelve fucking hours and he couldn’t be happier to finally be home. The only thing he wants to do now is to spend time with his fiancée.

“Honey I’m home!” but no response comes. This confuses Jake because you normally always greet him at the door, when he comes home. “Honey?” he whispers going up the stairs, maybe your already asleep. He sees a bit of light coming out of the half closed bedroom door. Now assuming that you are still awake.

“Hey, why haven’t you-“all air leaves his lungs as he sees you laying with spread legs on the bed, dressed as Jessica Rabbit. “Am I dying cuz oh my god”

“Why don’t you come here and find out” you say with a slight teasing tone.

Jake scrambles to take off his clothes, throwing them on the chair next to the closet where still the remaining clothes from last month ‘activity’ lay. Letting out a quite laugh as you watch Jake struggling to get out of his jeans, only to crash on the floor. He quickly gets back up, now only in his Superman boxers, and rushes on top of you.

“Fuck, you look so amazing, I-“ Jake stutters, touching every curve of your body, inspecting how the dress hugs your body perfectly.

You smile, happy that the two hours getting ready payed out. If you think back of how many tries it took to get that dress on, your glad that on the website it said that the dress still gives enough stretch for ‘activities’ because you would have honestly thought that the dress would barely give you the ability to breathe. The makeup wasn’t that hard to do, just some purple eyeshadow, a bit mascara and red lips and voila.

The whole idea started during a game of truth and dare.

~4 months ago~

“Jensen, stop flirting with your fiancée. We get it, you finally found someone who is ok with all that nerd shit but you don’t need to remind us 24/7” Aisha says to Jake who is currently holding you on his lap, whispering naughty stuff in your ear and constantly kissing your shoulder.

Jake starts to blush at that, hiding his face in your hair, earning him a snicker from Cougher and Raque. Brining his face out of your hair and looking at all three of them “You’re all just jealous that I have such a beautiful fiancée” Jake says with a smile on his face.

“Shut up and play with us, Jensen” Cougher says after opening another beer “truth or dare”

“Uhm” Jake thinks a second “I choose truth”. There’s no way he will choose dare after what they made him do last time.

“Pussy” whispers Aisha to you after you moved off Jakes lap.

Cougher smiles “Ok, Jensen, what-“

“No sex related questions” Jake says before Cougher finishes his question. The gives him a big ‘Booo’ but one glare from you makes them shut up.

“Ok, I give you a ‘non sex related’ question” Cougher gives you a quick wink before continuing “who does y/n remind you of?”

You and Jake look at each other confused “what do you mean?”

“Jensen, what fictional character does she remind you of” he says while pointing at you “I know you always think about which fictional character someone would be. Don’t deny it, you called me Logan Lucky a dozen of times without even realizing it. So, who is y/n?”

Jake looks at you for a second, deciding if he should say it or maybe just run out of the bar with you in his arms but Aisha is sitting next to you and he knows she wouldn’t let that happen. Letting out a deep breath he goes “Jessica Rabbit”.

Your eyes go wide at that, you remind him of one of the most known sexsymbols of animation and one of the hottest. It confuses you though because you definitely don’t look liked her. You don’t have such big boobs, tiny waist or even such flowy hair.

“You mean that hot Looney Tunes woman, who is married to that weird rabbit” ask Clay “why?”.

“Well because every man would want to be with her, she’s breathtaking, everybody turn their heads her way when she walks in- which is what I did when I first saw her. She could have any man in the world but she chose the weird rabbit because she loved him” Jake answers, looking at the ground.

It’s quite for a moment before the group breaks out in loud laughter, except you. He thinks your perfect and sees himself as weird. You look at him only to see that he is already looking at you, quickly turns his head though as he meets your eyes.

You don’t care that everybody is laughing as you sit back down on his lap, softly grabbing his chin turning him to face you.

“I love you, Mr Rabbit” you say before diving into a passionate kiss

~present~

The tent in his boxers grows bigger and bigger, he wants you, no, he needs you.

His fingers start to wander up the inside of your thigh, feeling your soft skin under his fingers. Giving you a look when he doesn’t feel any panties.

“They would have ruined the outline of the dress” you say giving him an innocent look.

A goofy smile crosses his face before he starts to insert a finger inside your wet pussy. You let out a soft moan as you feel his long finger slide through your folds, easily finding your sweet spot. Adding another finger in your pussy, while slowly starting to hump your leg, curling his fingers inside you making you moan even louder.

“Baby, please” you beg as he starts to rub circles on your clit with his other hand.

“Please what, honey?”

“Please let me cum” you plead, making him pull his fingers away.

Licking them clean he goes “want you to cum all over my face and tongue” before you realize what he said, he already grabbed your hips, turned around and put your dripping pussy on his face. His tongue laps at your cunt, grunting into your pussy as he taste your juice dripping into his mouth. Feeling yourself getting close again you start to grind onto his face.

“Oh shit” you start to grind even faster down onto his face “I’m cumming!” you scream as Jake starts to moan a yes into your pussy. You cum hard on his face, using the headboard to steady yourself, while Jake tries to lap up every last drop of your cum before carefully pulling you off of him.

Slowly calming down from your high you look over to Jake to see him pulling off his boxers, his dick slapping against his abs, the tip red and leaking. He stops himself right before he gets on top of you.

“Are you ok? Do we need to stop-“ he doesn’t need an answer you just pull him on top of you and bring him into a sloppy kiss. Opening your mouth as a sign to slip in his tongue. Getting the signal he slides his tongue in and makes it dance with yours. Bringing your hand down to his hard dick, you start to move your hand up and down his length, making him groan into the kiss. Pulling away from the kiss you make quick work on hiking up your dress higher until it’s a bit over your waist. “You know, normally you don’t mind us getting clothes dirty”

“Yes but normally I’m not wearing clothes that are worth 600 dollars” you answer him.

Due to his reaction you guess he didn’t thought that it would coast that much money. Sure he thought that it probably wasn’t cheap but 600 dollars! That’s a bit much.

Giving you a nervous look “I uh, should we take it off before you know…let my little boy slide home” the only thing he gets as an answer from you is a laugh “Hey, don’t laugh! I don’t want to ruin that dress, I like it but I really need to slide Jake jr in you” at this point your just laughing your ass off. Jake tries his best to keep up his serious expression but fails miserably as he sees you closing your legs trying not to pee, making him laugh as well .

This is a thing he loves about you, how you can easily make him laugh.

Calming down after some more seconds of laughter you ask him “Do you want to fuck me in it, if not I take it off”.

“Yes, I do but-“

“Then do it, Mr Rabbit” you say in a seductive voice before he can finish.

This is all it took for Jake to grab your hips and pull you closer, teasing you with just the tip of his dick.

“Jake,stop teasing”you whine, trying to move your hips.

Lining himself up “what the lady wants, she gets” before pushing all the way in, both of you letting out deep moans. Giving you a second to adjust before starting to slowly rock his hips against yours. Oh boy, how much he had missed this, the feeling of your wet heat swallowing his dick or the sweet sounds you let out before your orgasm arrives. “God, your so tight” he truly missed you, Jake may be an adult but he always acts like a little who is homesick when he’s away on a mission. Calling you every time he’s not shooting someone, talking to you for hours and sometimes when he’s lucky you even read to him his favorite fantasy novels, that he forgot at home. All this isn’t enough though, he misses the feeling of your soft body next to him and the smell of your apple shampoo when he nuzzles his face into your hair.Not even the stuffed animal from you, that he actually won for you on your first date, can hype him up when he misses you really bad. Of course, there are video calls and video sex, steamy pictures, recordings of your love making but it’s just not the same. So yeah, a month without is true torture.

He starts to go faster, making you arch your back. “Oh fuck, need more” obeying he grabs your legs, puts them over his shoulders to hit an ever deeper angle. The room fills with the sounds of your loud moans and the sound of skin slapping together.

Jake feels like he will cum any second now but he doesn’t want to cum, not yet, he wants to see you fall apart first, he’s the ‘man’ he can’t cum first. The sweet sounds that come out of your mouth are definitely not helping, but he knows, he knows what will make your orgasm approach faster.

Coming even closer to you he puts his face in your neck, smelling your apple shampoo before sucking hickys on your neck. Removing one hand from your hips to massage your left breast, squeezing your nibble constantly. He can feel your clenching around his dick, letting out a loud moan at that feeling, trying not to cry out.

You close your eyes “Ah, I’m cumming Jake, I’m cumming!”. You cum hard, black spots appear in your vision.

Jake cums the second he feels your cream cote his dick, shooting a thick load of cum inside you before falling on top of you. As he tries to catch his breath he notices that you are not moving.Looking at you he sees your eyes are open though “Are you ok? Was it ok, did I hurt you?!” Jake stutters out, terrified of the thought of hurting you.

You give him a weak smile “I’m good, just a bit out of breath” you answer “that was amazing”

Relieved he gives you a kiss “Yes, it was, god I think you need to wear that dress more often”

It’s silent for a moment

“Jake”

“Yes?”

“Can you get that dress off of me?”

You slowly stirred. You turned and buried your face further into Bucky’s chest, feeling him sleepily wrap his arm around your bare waist. You hummed contently at the feeling of the cool metal brushing against you.

You lay there for a bit, just enjoying the presence of your lover, before your bladder decided to give you a wake up call. You tiptoed to the bathroom, so you wouldn’t wake Bucky up, but failed. Stupid super hearing.

“Baby, where’re you going.” Bucky’s voice was deep, husky and laced with sleep. His face was stuffed in the pillow, so it came out muffled.

“Just to the bathroom, bub. I’ll be back.”

You came back a few moments later, to see Bucky stretched out on the bed, his eyes closed. You tiptoed over to him and straddled his waist, watching a smile spread over his face. His eyes fluttered open and focused onto your lips. He sat up, his hands on your waist and kissed you deeply. The two of you stayed like that for a few, bliss, moments before you pulled apart. Jumping off the bed, you grabbed Bucky’s hand and pulled him with you.

“What’s the rush, doll?” He laughed.

“I want to do so much, today!” 

Bucky raised an eyebrow at your eagerness.

“Why? What’s today?”

“Buckyyyy...” You whined, giggling.

“I’m serious, doll, what’s happening?”

His voice was serious but confused, so you turned to face him. Bucky looked genuinely confused as a million thoughts rushed to your head.

He’s just come back from a mission. He’s still tired. Yep, that must be it. He wouldn’t actually forgot. Would he?

“Doll?”

It’s just a birthday, right. It’s no big deal. They come and go every year. It’s fine. Don’t make a fuss and make him upset or feel bad. It’s okay.

You plastered on a fake, yet convincing smile before answering Bucky.

“Nothing, Buck, it’s just a pretty day and I wanna make the most of it.”

“Well, c’mon, then, doll, what’re you waiting for?”

******

You fell back onto the bed, exhausted. Bucky had left to do a workout with Sam and left you outside the bedroom door. The day was amazing but you were hurt that he forgot your birthday. It had never happened before. You just chalked it up to him being too busy with missions and work. Deciding to keep your mind off of it a bit, you lay down on the bed, still fully dressed, and closed your eyes.

******

“Hey, doll. Y/N. Wake up, baby.”

Bucky rubbed your shoulder as you awoke . The feeling of him envelopeed you in warmth until you remembered earlier.

“Oh. Hey, Buck.”

Picking up on the disappointment in your voice, he raised a brow.

“Okay.... what’s up?”

“Really?” You scoffed. Getting up, you walked to the bathroom and shut the door firmly behind you.

Bucky came up and knocked multiple times on the door.

“Y/N, doll, come out. Talk to me.”

“Fine. You want to talk? Let’s talk.” You strolled out of the bathroom door, walking past him. “What day is it?”

“Wednesday?”

“Really?!”

“What?!”

“It’s my birthday, Bucky! How did you forget that? I wanted to do so much with you. I wanted to enjoy today with you but you didn’t even remember!” You burst out.

He stood there, silent for a few moments before grabbing your hand. Your protests were cut off as he pulled you along. He led you to the common room.

In front of you, was the rest of the team. Tables were laid out wih food, drinks and decorations. Balloons were placed on either side as the team blew whistles as you came into view. You covered your mouth, tears welling up in your eyes. You turned to Bucky.

“Bucky. I-”

He cut you off, placing a sweet kiss to your lips. Everybody clapped and ‘awwed’ around you before turning on the music.

“What d’ya take me for, huh, a shitty boyfriend? Of course I would never forget.”

“I- thank you, Bucky. I love you.”

“I love you more. Now, c’mon. We’re gonna be here all night.”

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“Y/n’s done this before; she knows what she’s doing. The base is inactive anyway, I’m sure they’ve already finished and made it back to the safe house” Steve said but it was more to himself. He couldn’t help the anxiety that kept gnawing at the back of his mind thinking about Bucky. Even though Hydra no longer had any control over him, he worried for his best friend every time a mission involved the fucking group.

“They’ll be fine, they’ve never had any issues on missions before” Nat chimed in, though she also started to feel uneasy wondering if you were both okay.

“I know she can handle herself but the poor thing is stuck alone with tin man” Tony scoffed.

Steve quirked an eyebrow. “And that’s a problem because…?”

“Because y/n speaks like 3 words a year and all cyborg does is grunt and stare. This is their first mission partnered together and they go missing. Fantastic” Tony glared at the screen as if giving it the stink eye would force it to reconnect to the feed.

“We’ll try reaching them in an hour, their phones are probably dead” Steve sighed, getting up to stretch from the seat he sat in for the last 3 hours.  You were the newest agent to join the team just over two years ago. Highly skilled and an excellent assassin though initially, Tony had his doubts when Steve brought you in.

Flashback – 2 years ago

“I want to trust your word capsicle but I don’t see killer assassin. She looks like one of those dwarf bunnies Thor keeps insisting we get”

You were sitting outside of Tony’s lab anxiously picking at your nail polish. Steve was excited to introduce you to the team, knowing you’d be an excellent recruit but it would take some convincing.

“I promise she knows what she’s doing when she’s on the field, that’s when it matters, right?”

All it took was one mission for Tony to quickly backtrack on his words.

“How the hell did you manage to take them all down without making a sound?” Tony said, eyes wide as he saw 6 hydra guards slumped by the door while you wiped the blood from the knife onto your tactical pants.

“I’m just really quiet” you said with a small shy smile, quickly retreating down the hall to take up a new position.

On the field you showed nothing but blood lust. Every move was quick and calculated, wasting no time in taking down targets while lurking silently in the shadows. Outside of the field, you were completely different. You didn’t do great with large social gatherings but you were an excellent listener when someone needed to vent. Your skills also meant you were quick to notice people’s changes in mood and behavior. You noted exactly what they’d look for when they needed comfort. It made it easy for you to quietly take care of others, something you loved to do and they loved you for it. Peter enjoyed having someone who understood all his pop culture references. Nat and Wanda were ecstatic to have another girl join the team. Tony smiled every time he woke up in his lab to a cup of coffee made exactly how he liked. You had Sam’s heart the day you made beignets. Over the past two years, the team grew protective over you.

Present

“Which safe house did you put them in anyway?” Sam asked, now also starting to feel uneasy having not heard from you in so long.

“I actually put them in the Motel that’s half way between the base and city. Thought it would be more comfortable for them if they had separate rooms” Tony shrugged, having stopped pacing and now glancing at a gadget he had sitting on the table. “There are also trackers in their phones but they’re useless unless the phones are turned on. Both of their trackers are offline right now”.

“Is there really no way for us to contact them?” Steve was on edge now, thinking about how Bucky would be handling staying in a room alone after visiting a hydra base. Did they even make it back to their rooms yet?

“I mean there is one way for us to check on them but I didn’t want to do that unless they were definitely in danger” Tony said, now fiddling with a small gadget he had sitting on the table. “I had a few cameras installed in some of the safe houses and places we go to after missions just to be safe. I can hook this up and we’ll be able to see everything live in their rooms”.

“Tony!” Nat smacked his arm. “Were you ever going to tell us you had creeper cameras set up?”

“It’s not for creeping; I just didn’t want a repeat from when Cap, Peter and Bird brain over here compromised the safe house. We didn’t have eyes on anyone, got lucky Thunder was able to help them”.

“I told you I got bad vibes from the hostage” Peter groaned, recalling the failed mission where Loki had managed to infiltrate the group, posing as their captured Hydra agent.

“Number one, what does that even mean. Number two, it was supposed to be a hydra agent, obviously these so called vibes you are referring to would have been bad” Sam said, with exasperation in his voice. “If you spoke like a normal person and said hey I think this guy isn’t actually the one we were supposed to capture, maybe we wouldn’t have been compromised”.

“ANYWAY, the system can only be accessed from the compound,” Tony took the gadget he was fiddling with and plugged it into the computer.  “This controls all the cameras, FRIDAY can you pinpoint their coordinates and feed it to the computer. Sam, get redwing ready in case this doesn’t work”.

Sam left the room and the team anxiously gathered around the screen, as it started loading. Two room numbers appeared on the screen; one for you and the other Bucky’s.  At this point Steve was practically breathing down Tony’s neck hoping to see you both safe and sound. He felt a pang of guilt knowing he was the one to bring you to the team and if something ever happened to you- “Alright, check y/n’s room first”.

“It’s empty…”

“What do you mean empty?” The air in the room grew thick, laced with anxiety.

“You’re looking at the same thing I’m looking at Rogers, its empty. No one’s there, doesn’t even look like anyone’s stepped in the room. Where the fuck would she be?” Tony was close to putting on his suit and going to your location directly instead of waiting any longer. Suddenly one of the tracker screens flashed a green light beside Bucky’s name. “Wait, Bucky’s phone tracker is back online. Cap, call Barnes”.

The phone rang for ages until an out of breath Bucky picked up.

“H-hello?” “Bucky, where are you, where is y/n, did you guys make it to the rooms safely?”

“Steve? Y-yeah made it a few h-hours ago.  Uh should be in her r-room- ah. Probably tired from the m-mission. Didn’t talk to h-her”

“Why do you sound like that, if you’ve been injured we can send for extraction immediately, is y/n okay?”

“Nonono its fine uh- fuck its nothing we’ll be- hng sorry. I’ll be fine. Y/ns probably fine, think she went for a walk, I’ll check, bye”  

The call ended abruptly, Steve looked dumbfounded at the group. “He hung up, he sounded off”. Some of his worries eased; Bucky sounded sort of okay but still no word about you.  Also why did he sound like he was out of breath if they made it to the motel hours ago? Something wasn’t adding up and he wasn’t about to take any chances trying to call Bucky again. “Okay fuck this, I don’t care about anyone’s privacy anymore, Tony just turn on the cameras for Bucky’s room”

“Language cap” Tony shook his head, clicking on Bucky’s room number; the screen lit up sharing the live feed from his motel room.

On the screen the team saw Bucky pounding you right against the wall, your arms and legs tightly wrapped around his waist, clinging onto him.

“D-d-daddy don’t fucking stop, please d-don’t stop oh my god B-Bucky!”

Bucky’s metal hand moved to close around your neck, squeezing at the sides as he groaned watching your eyes roll to the back of your head.

“Yeah babydoll, you like that? You want me to keep filling you up, such a good little slut for me y/n fuuck” Bucky’s head fell onto the crook of your neck sucking dark bruises onto the sensitive skin.

“What the fuck are you guys wa- WOAH” Sam’s eyes nearly popped out of his head as he returned back into the room to see Bucky’s large naked form on the screen, manhandle you against the wall, sweat glistening off his shoulders. Angry red lines littered his back from where you were gripping him, holding onto dear life.

Tony’s mouth dropped. Steve turned redder than he thought was humanly possible. Nat choked on the water she was drinking. Sam was thankfully quick enough to slap his hands over Peters eyes and ears before yelling at Tony to turn it off.

“OKAY, they’re CLEARLY more than okay, TONY TURN IT OFF!” “IM TRYING BUT ITS NOT WORKING!” “Seriously? Mr.  I have a custom fancy suit billionaire play boy genius can’t turn off a computer screen?!” “I never had to use this live stream system before! It’s not my fault just- okay this isn’t working. Everyone clear the room. Do not come near this place for the next hour. God I hope they stop within the next hour”

To say everyone was shocked was an understatement. Their y/n. Sweet, quiet, shy y/n wrapped around the super soldier, while he fucked her into oblivion.

Sam was the first to speak up. “This couldn’t have been their first time right? Like they looked- that is not how anyone’s first time together goes, when the hell have those two even spoken?! Steve, did you know anything about this? Also are we sure that was y/n? I need go to out and get some air; I’m going to need therapy after this”

“No, Bucky’s never mentioned anything before. Now that I think about it though, he did seem to be adjusting better over the last year but I didn’t think anything of it, just thought he was getting used to being free.”

“That was definitely y/n” Tony chimed in “How many other y/ns do you know, with y/c/h. I knew she was a freak on the field but I didn’t see this coming. Honestly, this raised my respect for Barnes, didn’t think he’d have it in him”.

Your salacious sounds and the sound of skin on skin slapping carried through the compound making it impossible for the team to ignore. Tony had a very obvious tent in his pants.

“OMG Tony” Steve hid his face in his hands as he saw Tony adjust himself.

“What do you want me to do capsicle, don’t act like your above getting a boner”

“I mean its’s…hot” Nat smirked, unable to ignore the sounds that continued to pour out from the surveillance room.

Bucky’s cock rammed into you at an indescribable pace, hitting that exact spot that made you cry out with each thrust. “So. Fucking. Tight.” His thrusts punctuated you with each word. “H-how are you still so tight after I’ve fucked you so many times, you fit so perfectly around me baby, could live in this pussy forever” he groaned into your neck.

“Need you daddy, need you so bad, m’ so close”, your whiny needy voice was music to Bucky’s ears as he pushed you closer and closer to the edge. You clung onto him, biting into his shoulders to try and keep your voice down but he made it impossible.

“Yeah baby, you gonna cum again? Can feel you squeezing me so tight holy fuck, make a mess on my cock” Bucky pulled his head away from the crook of your neck to look down at where you connected. He whimpered at the sight, his shaft completely covered in your slick, obscene sounds filling the room every time he fucked into you. “Be a good girl and cum baby, cum around my cock” He moved his hand to trail down between your bodies, pinching both your nipples before rubbing quick circles on your sensitive clit.

“I’m g-gonna- daddy I’m gonna cu-“Your words got cut off by your own climax unexpectedly hitting you hard and fast. “ohmygodohmygodohmygod”. Your vision blurred, tears prickling at the corners of your eyes at the force of your climax. You could no longer hear anything, the blood rushing through your ears over powering the sound of Bucky fucking you through your high, pressing down onto your clit to make it last as long as possible. He felt your walls squeeze and clench around him making his cock throb, momentarily stuttering in his pace as he felt his own climax starting to build up.

“Fuck you squirted, I can feel it d-dripping down to my balls, you’re so fucking perfect, taking my cock so well babydoll, think you can give me one more? Love the way your body feels baby, I need you to give me one more”

You had already cummed twice, oversensitive from the previous two orgasms Bucky gave you. As soon you reached the room, Bucky wasted no time ripping your clothes off and latching his mouth onto your clit.  His tongue swirled in circles, rutting his hard length onto the mattress to relieve some of the tension. You didn’t even bother checking into your assigned room. After the third climax, you were too far gone to hear anything Bucky was saying to you at this point, feeling limp in his arms, barely registering the bruising grip he had holding onto your ass and thighs. The sudden coolness of his metal hand slapping your check broke you out of your trance.

“Tell me you slut, or are you too cockdrunk over daddy’s cock to answer me”. His pace had slowed down to a slow grind pressing you hard against the wall, drinking in your fucked out expression. He loved seeing you like this; hair disheveled, cheeks stained with tears and mouth agape, unable to form a complete sentence. The only sounds leaving your mouth were moans each time he pushed into you deeper. Your neck and shoulders had a trail of small bruises; his favorite way to claim and mark you. You were the most beautiful sight he ever saw in his life. You could feel the base of him rubbing over your oversensitive clit. You moaned into his neck, digging your nails into his shoulders, adding to the litter of scars you already marked him with. “F-fuck daddy s-s-so sensitive. C-c-an’t”.

Still fucking into you, Bucky moved from the wall, dropping you onto the bed. His body caged you, face dark with pure lust and adoration. Throwing both legs over his shoulders, as he hit a new angle that made you see stars. You could already feel a new high build up causing you to sob into Bucky’s shoulder.

“Can’t?” He mocked your tone. “You sure you can’t give me one more baby?” Picking up his pace, Bucky was relentless, his animalistic primal urges completely taking over his brain. His thrusts unfaltering as he drove you further into the mattress. “Come on babydoll, just give me one more, need you to cum around my cock so bad, one more time, please baby please” Bucky’s dominance started faltering as he started to feel your walls clench around him.

Your hands gripped tightly onto his biceps, clawing up them, trying to ground yourself as you felt right on the edge. Bucky trailed kisses from your neck, focused on how your chest bounced with each thrust. “So fucking beautiful, could look at this all day” He moved down to pull your nipple into his mouth, giving it a harsh tug. It sent another wave of pleasure over you, causing your walls to flutter, slick further drenching his cock. “I can feel you milking me baby, come on, let go. I got you baby, let go, cum for me y/n, baby please, need this so bad, want to feel you” 

That was all it took, his words caused your walls to flutter uncontrollably, your clit throbbing as you felt waves and waves of euphoria wash over you. “BUCKY FUCKK”.  You looked beautiful beneath him, every moan leaving your lips making his cock leak with arousal. His pace grew sloppy as he fucked you through your high, now starting to chase his own. “Fuck yessss baby, say my fucking name, feel so good when you cum around my cock. Love when you make such a mess on me, keep squeezing me y/n feels so fucking good oh fuck m’ not gonna last long baby girl” Bucky sobbed into your shoulder, your walls pulling him in deeper, tightening making it almost difficult for him to move.

“Fill me up daddy, please, feels so good B-Bucky” You were completely fucked out, floating in and out of consciousness, wanting nothing more than to feel him fill you up. You needed him just as bad. You pulled him down, nipping at his lips, giving him sloppy kisses all over his face. You let your tongue slip in between his lips swallowing his moans as his arms gave in and he let his body collapse onto you. Your words had an indescribable effect on him.

“Don’t say that unless you want it baby, you want my cum? You need me- shit, need me to fill you up? You like when d-daddy- fuck gives you all his cum, keep you so full for d-days?”

“Please daddy, pleaseplease”

“Please what baby, tell daddy what you want, say it”

“Need your cum in me, fuck please Bucky!”

“Fuck baby, m so close, love cumming in this pussy, you love when I cum in you baby? You love feeling me fill you up till your dripping and making a mess? Don’t even know if this sweet tight pussy can handle it baby, God theres so much fucking cum, I can feel it” You nodded, sucking onto his neck, marking him “Greedy c-cumslut, you’re f-f-fucking mine. Always. Fucking. Mine” Bucky could feel his heavy balls aching, tightening as it slapped against your soaked core. A warm feeling of ecstasy tingled through his spine, travelling through his body, his cock throbbing, desperate to release. 

“Might just have to get you pregnant, fuck, you’d look so fucking beautiful carrying my babies” Oh you liked that. You fucking loved it. Bucky’s words caused you to cry out pulling him even closer. Even in your fucked out state, you definitely heard what he said.  Bucky could feel your arousal gush around him, your body now clinging onto him with a vice like grip. “You want that baby? You want my babies? Baby m’ gonna cum” “Fuck yes Bucky please, give me your babies daddy, need it so bad” You moved your legs to wrap around his waist, digging your heels into him, forcing him deeper into you.

He moaned at the feeling of your legs wrapping around him, his metal arm gripping the head board allowing him to speed up his pace. "I'm gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, m’ gonna fucking cu- FUUCCKKK” Bucky bit down hard onto your neck to keep from roaring out, the grip he had on the headboard caused it to crack and splinter above you while his other hand tore the sheets he was gripping onto.  You could feel his cock swell, hot spurts of white cum burst though his sensitive head, spilling out of you as he continued to gently rock his hips into you, whimpering . “So much cum baby, still fucking cumming, you feel so g-good y/n take it baby, know you always take it so well”.

Bucky stilled in his moments, nuzzling against your neck, placing gentle kisses on all the bruises that now covered your neck and shoulders. “You okay bubs?” He pushed a strand of hair away from your face, tucking it behind your ear while softly caressing your forehead. You nodded, hardly able to speak but the blissed out expression you had on your face told Bucky all he needed to know.

He got up and went to turn on the shower, making sure it was at the exact temperature you liked before picking you up and carrying you over. Both of you stood under the hot water, letting the steam relax your muscles. The scent of lavender filled the shower as Bucky poured some shower gel onto a washcloth, massaging your back and shoulders. You took your time placing little kisses over the scarred tissue where his metal arm met his body. After you both cleaned up, you wrapped yourself around Bucky, clinging onto him like a koala bear as he picked you up, setting you down onto the bed, covering both of you with the soft sheets.

Back at the compound

“I think they’re done. Its quiet now” Steve made his way up to the surveillance room again, hoping to see you and Bucky with clothes on.

“Alright, lets go see” Tony began to follow Steve, and saw Peter pale as ever, still looking like he saw a ghost as he shakily got up from the chair. “Not you Spiderling, you stay there. Cover your ears or watch tiktoks or something”

As they walked into the room, the scene on the screen was yet again not something they expected to see.

“Can we stay like this?” Waves of sleep washed over you, cuddled up on Bucky’s chest, his metal arm tracing mindless shapes onto the soft skin on your hips.

“I could stay like this forever with you baby girl, I love you” Bucky pressed soft kisses onto your forehead and nose. You nuzzled against his warm body, inhaling his soft scent as you fought sleep, trying to stay awake for as long as you could with the love of your life. Bucky noticed your squirming. “Go to sleep bubba, its been a long day” His fingers made their way to your hair, gently massaging down from your scalp to your neck.

“Don’t want to” you mumbled into his neck, hitching your leg over his torso him so you could pull yourself impossibly closer to him. “This is the first time we got to spend together alone without having to hide from anyone. I want to be awake for every single minute”

“You know, we could just tell everyone and you could move into my room. Been over a year of pretending, I don’t like not being able to kiss you whenever I want,” You looked up to see Bucky pouting down at you. “You’ve been so patient with me, taking everything at my pace. I want to whole world to know you’re mine, that I love you”.

Bucky wrapped his arms around you, rolling both of you over as he now laid on top of you. “I knew from the day you sat with me in the bar and asked if I preferred to be called James or Bucky, you were special” He nuzzled his nose against yours, placing a soft kiss on the corner of your lips. “Every time you sneak into my room to help me with my nightmares, I hope the sun doesn’t rise so I can hold you for longer. I can’t describe the happiness I feel when I’m with you; I want to be able to do this all the time”

“Are you sure Buck? You’d want me to move into your room with you? You know this also means no more sneaking around on secret dates” “More than sure doll, need everyone *kiss* to know *kiss *you belong to me *kiss*”

“Okay, they are adorable” Wanda gushed as she watched you and Bucky fall asleep, blissfully unaware that anyone had heard or seen the last few hours together. Nat blushed seeing her friend unbelievably happy, protected in the arms of someone that clearly loved her more than anyone else. The shy demeanor you had around everyone else was non-existent with Bucky.

“I have to admit, they make a good pair. Didn’t think Barnes or y/l/n had it in them. Guess you have to always watch out for the quiet ones,” Tony grinned, genuinely happy you both found happiness in each other. “Maybe we should soundproof the walls in tin mans room if they’re going to move in together. Actually I’ll do it now so he doesn’t suspect anything. You okay there cap?”

Steve’s eyes were glassy hearing how happy and in love Bucky was with you. His best friend deserved it after all he had been through and the fact that you were the one to give him happiness made warmth spread through his chest. He was so happy he brought you to the team. Bucky’s stoic expression disappeared entirely. They had never seen him so gentle as he cuddled into you while you slept. For the first time, the team saw him look at peace.

***

Bucky thought he would have to convince Steve to delay sending the jet to pick them, surprised when Steve easily agreed. “No problem Buck, actually the jet might arrive later than anticipated, that’s okay with you and y/n right?”

“Yeah that’s fine, thanks punk”  *call disconnected* Steve smirked, purposely sending the jet a day later than necessary. He would have no problem with sending the jet a week later if it meant you both got to spend some time together. “Steve sounded….happy” Bucky looked confused as he placed his phone back on the table, walking back over to the bed where you were wrapped under the sheets. His dog tags hung around your neck, your hair spread on the pillow like a halo. You skin glowed as the sun crept through the curtains, you looked like an angel. His angel. “That’s good right? Come here and cuddle me” You made grabby hands towards Bucky as he flopped onto the bed trapping you under him. “Oof- get off me you big baby” You giggled and Bucky nuzzled his face into your bare chest, wrapping his arms around you. “No. m’ comfy just like this” Bucky grinned up at you peppering kisses along your jaw. “It’s good, just odd. He’s usually trying to get me back as soon as possible, especially when Hydra is involved”.

***

As you both exited the jet, making your way back to the compound you wondered how the team would react to you and Bucky getting together. There wasn’t anyone that would oppose the relationship but you were not sure how to explain that you had already been together for a year. You spoke to Bucky the very same day Tony happily welcomed you to join the team.

Flash back 2 years ago

Tony looked for any reason to throw a party and after seeing you on the field, he figured it was a good enough reason to celebrate. Parties made you anxious so you quietly made your way to the bar where another figure sat. He was handsome; different from what you had seen plastered all over the world a few years ago. His long hair was cut short, the previous silver arm from Hydra replaced with dark gunmetal grey and gold vibrainium. He was dressed in a plain black t-shirt that stretched across his chest and arms along with his dark jeans that hugged his legs nicely. What should have been a quick glance was turning into staring as you struggled to tear your eyes off him.

Bucky sat, nursing a glass of whisky. He looked over to you, surprised that you had chosen to sit at the bar as well instead of getting your drink and leaving. You fumbled with your fingers, realizing that he had seen you. You didn’t want to make it obvious you were just silently staring at him, quickly thinking of something to say.

“Hi” You smiled, feeling the heat travel through your cheeks and down your neck. “I’m y/n”.

“Ah, so the welcome party is for you.  I’m James; some of my friends call me Bucky though”.

“Well what do you prefer to be called?”

Your consideration for what he would prefer. It was so small. So simple. People always assumed he went by Bucky. But the fact that you bothered to ask which name he preferred brought up a new feeling he didn’t know existed. He felt his cheeks flush.

“You can call me Bucky, doll”.  

 Bucky found himself frequently bumping into you in the same places he’d go to have some quiet time to himself. Usually he wasn’t a fan when there was someone else present but he didn’t mind when it was you. You didn’t try to pry him with questions or invade his space. You also enjoyed sharing quiet time with Bucky. There was a mutual understanding between you both, filled with shy smiles and blushes.

Things took a turn one night when you woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of a crash. You heard thrashing coming from Bucky’s room and found your feet working faster than your mind. You knew he had nightmares but you were not sure he’d want anyone to see him when he was so vulnerable. The thought of him having to go through all those nights alone made your heart ache. Your heart raced as you stood in front of Bucky’s door; the thrashing stopped but you could now hear soft sobs coming from inside. You gently knocked on his door. “Bucky?” No answer. Again, your body was acting faster than your mind as you quietly opened the door and slipped into his room.

Bucky was on the floor, the sheets thrown off the bed. A picture of him in his army uniform from 1940 thrown across the room, glass shattered on the floor. He had his head buried between his knees, his fingers tugging at his hair as he tried to ground himself from another nightmare. You carefully made your way towards him, dropping to your knees in front of him. There was no second thinking as you pulled his hands away, wrapping your arms around him so you could cradle him to your chest. You placed a soft kiss on his hairline, gently rubbing his back in small circles and rocking him to calm him down.

“Shhh, its okay” You moved your hand to cup his cheek, making him look at you. “You’re safe Bucky”. Your thumbs wiped away the tears that kept spilling.

“So many of them” Bucky’s voice cracked as he spoke between sobs. “I killed so many of them and none of them deserved it. I’m a fucking monster”. He buried his face into your neck letting his tears fall onto your t-shirt as he continued to cry.

“That was never you Bucky” You felt your own eyes stinging with tears threatening to spill out. You held him tighter, your voice growing shaky as you continued to speak “No one gave you a choice then. Look at all the lives you saved when you were free to make choices again Buck”. You stood up, gently pulling Bucky to get up and lay on the bed instead. Bucky was exhausted; he feared the images that plagued his mind as soon as he let sleep take over. He looked up at you; his eyes filled with torment, the dark circles underneath showing it had been ages since he slept in peace.

“You don’t have to talk about anything. I can stay with you till you fall asleep. Come here, lay down”.

Bucky reluctantly got up, too tired to argue and tell you it wasn’t necessary because he didn’t want to bother you. He secretly hoped you would stay; you were the one person he knew he could be silently comfortable around. You sat up on his bed against the head board. As he put his head on the pillow, he felt your hands gently touch his hair. He started to feel his eyelids grow heavy. “Are you okay with me touching you? You can tell me if it makes you uncomfortable”. Bucky shook his head, leaning into your touch. He shifted over, moving so his head was now resting on your lap. You felt your heart flutter, gently running your fingers through his soft hair, the simple action lulling him to sleep.

Bucky’s sores filled the room as you continued to gently massage his head. Happy he had fallen asleep, you wondered if you should leave. He didn’t seem to mind you helping sleep again but you were not sure he’d be comfortable with you staying the whole night. You started to shift until you felt a tug at your wrist and saw Bucky looking up at you like a lost puppy. “Stay…please?” You could felt your heart melt, his soft eyes looking up at you hopefully. “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable Bucky, are you sure?”

“I want you to stay”.

 Present

You both entered the shared living room; Bucky gently squeezed your hand, knowing you were feeling nervous. You huffed a sigh of relief seeing it was empty, continuing down to the elevators making your way up to the floor you shared with Steve and Bucky. As soon as the elevator doors closed, Bucky pulled you close smashing his lips against yours, pressing you against the wall. Bucky’s mind had been racing ever since he asked you to move into his living space. He couldn’t wait to have you all to himself, to hold you when he slept and wake up to you. His hand gripped your waist as the other gripped the back of your neck, lightly pulling your hair. You smirked, enjoying the gentle burn with each tug, letting his tongue slip through, snaking your hands under his shirt clawing your nails down his back.

“God babydoll you have no idea what you do to me” Bucky groaned, breaking away from your lips momentarily for air. “Can’t wait to have you in my bed every single night, your gonna be bent over every surface while I rail you from behind. I’ll get to fuck you to sleep, keep you full with my cum all night and wake you up with my face between your legs”. You whimpered arousal soaking through your panties as Bucky kept whispering filth, sucking little bruises down your neck. He pushed your legs apart, his thigh pressing onto your aching core.

The ding of the elevator reaching your floor broke you both out of your lust filled trace. Bucky tapped the side of your thigh “Jump”. You wrapped your legs around him; Bucky wasted no time carrying you over to his room, ready to have his way with y-

“What are you guys doing in here?”

Bucky saw Tony, Steve and Sam squirreling around his room with measuring tape. The three whipped their heads around, eyes wide. Tony wasn’t bluffing when he suggested sound proofing the walls; he got Steve and Sam to help him measure the room before having anything installed. They caught a glance of Bucky carrying you before he had set you down beside him, pretending nothing happened.

“I own the compound Barnes, technically all the rooms are my rooms”

“Fine, but why are these two with you? And what were you measuring?”

“I was…” Tony panicked, deciding the change the subject. “Why were you carrying y/n?” Tony smirked wiggling his eyebrows, watching as you hid your face into Bucky’s arm. Bucky felt the blush warm his cheeks. He was excited for everyone to know but he didn’t wasn’t sure how to explain anything on the spot and the growing tightness in his pants wasn’t helping. 

“Uh I wasn’t… she was tired from the mission and you didn’t answer my question”

“I FAINTED” Steve panicked, hoping his outburst out distract Bucky from the fact that they were in his room. He didn’t exactly think anything through. “You?  fainted? In my room?” Bucky looked at Steve as if he suddenly grew a second head.

“Yeah Frozone, you fainted?” Tony glared at Steve, wondering how the hell this man managed to carry the shield for this long if this is how he responded to pressure. “Will you shut up” Sam grumbled to Steve under his breath.

“Yeah, sorry pal. Came looking for something, thought I might have left it in your room. Tony and Sam came to help. Turns out it wasn’t there” Steve’s face was the same shade of red as the day he saw you in Bucky’s motel room. He could think on his toes on missions but this was different, he didn’t know how to lie to his best friend.

“Then when did you faint-”

Tony and Sam mentally face palmed. Tony couldn’t decide which risk was worse: allowing Steve to continue with his train wreck of a lie or to just tell Bucky the truth. “Actually Cap we can take it from here, show Barnes the new surveillance equipment since he was away when we tested it”

Steve nodded; relieved he could change the subject as he walked a confused Bucky down the hall over to the room.   

“Y’know, when you guys went offline for 12 hours, we were all worried about you both. The whole team sat for hours waiting to hear from you. Can’t tell you how relieved I was when I finally saw you were okay”

“You always worry,” Bucky smiled to himself, then frowning when he remembered something “how did you know y/n wasn’t in her room? And what do you mean saw, you just called me on the phone punk” “Uh……..yes. I meant heard. When I heard from you” Steve opened the door to the room the team was gathered in the day before, blood draining from his face when he saw the live feed hadn’t stopped even after you were both safe at the compound. Tony still hadn’t figured how to switch it off but managed to create an AI that controlled the entire building. Unbelievable. Tony and Sam made their way over to ensure Steve didn’t attempt to pull anything else out of America’s Ass. Bucky walked over to the screen frowning as he noticed the room it was showing looked familiar. “Wait. Isn’t this my motel room?”

“Huh. Would you look at that? So it is. Tony how did that happen?”  Steve looked at Tony and Sam, eyeing the door, planning his escape.

“How long has this been streaming for?” 

“uh………” Steve dashed out the room. Tony and Sam could figure this out on their own.

On the bottom of the screen read: live for 46h 15m 9s. You had only been at the Motel for about a day and a half….

“When did this start recording?” Sam looked at Bucky, then Tony then back to Bucky before running out the door to follow Steve.

“See, we didn’t hear from you for over 12 hours, so I did what any great leader would do and checked on you to make sure you were okay” “Huh” “Just a few cameras to have eyes on you in case something happened. You should be thanking me Barnes” Tony already started tip toeing backwards slowing making his way to the door before Bucky connected the dots.

“When did this start recording” “I can say with confidence, you have a nice ass Barnes!” Tony dashed out the room,

 “STARK!!”

You shared a floor with Steve and Bucky; if you could convince them to keep their mouths shut, you would be able to care for the babies on your floor until they were old enough to be adopted. Steve was away on a mission, so for now you just had to convince Bucky. You scrolled through the cutest pictures you had of the babies, but Bucky wasn’t convinced. Screw him, the kittens deserved better than grass.

It wasn’t a struggle to get them inside; you had gained mamas trust and she happily trailed behind you as you tucked the babies in a shoebox to take to your room. You snuck into the elevator, groaning remembering you would have to walk by Bucky’s room to get to yours. Tiny mews emerged from the box as the elevator came to a stop.

“You have to be quiet or he’s going to hear you” “Meow”

You dashed to your room, quietly shutting the door behind you. There was already a small space in the closet with blankets and heating pads. You had kept food, water bowls and a few feeding bottles in case the kittens needed extra milk. Mama cat sauntered around the room, cautiously sniffing around, happily settling in the pile of warm blankets you had set out.

“Smart girl, you knew that was for you, didn’t you?” “Merrp”

Over the next few weeks, the kittens were growing and getting naughtier by the second; it was getting harder to keep them a secret. Mama was also thriving, her white fur shiny and soft; she was considerably fuller looking. You had a number of people looking to adopt the kittens but few people were interested in an older cat.

“Sweet girl, we’ll find you an amazing home too, I promise” You scratched behind her ears as she purred against you. As much as you loved the kittens, she was an absolute treasure.

You woke up the next morning, feeling emptiness on your side of the bed. You had started letting her sleep by your side but right now she was nowhere to be seen. The kittens were fast sleep in their blankets. You searched around the room, worry increasing when she was nowhere to be found.

You made your way down the hall hoping to see her somewhere but again, nothing. You continued to check every floor as you made your way downstairs. Everyone was away on a mission, so at least the cat wasn’t out of the bag. Sort of?

You heard Bucky’s voice from the living room, surprised because there wasn’t anyone else around the compound and God knows the man doesn’t talk to anyone on the phone.

“Sometimes I feel like I can’t escape my own head, you know?” You curiosity piqued. It warmed your heart a little that he was opening up, but who the hell was he talking to?

“How would you know, you’re a cat”

“Meow”

You felt your soul leave your body, hastily returning to watch the following scene unfold before you.

Bucky was lying on the couch with the cat perched on his chest slowly blinking at him each time he spoke. He was feeding her little cat treats while rubbing her behind the ears. Alpine noticed you, her ears perking up and tail swishing about.

“What is it Alpine?”

“Meow” “So that’s why she’s gotten so round, I knew I didn’t leave her that much food” Bucky’s face turned red, his eyes growing wide as he looked up at you grinning down at him.

“What, no smart-ass reply?”

“uh- what are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be with the others?”

You giggled, watching the cat snuggle into Bucky’s chest, closing her eyes as the afternoon sun poured through the windows.

“Could ask you the same question Buck. Alpine?” “Yeah” His face continued to heat up, blushing while continuing to pet the fur baby as she slept. “Cause she’s white and soft like snow” “WOW. How long has this rendezvous been going on for?”

“She came into my room a few weeks ago. Must have heard me having a nightmare and I guess you left your door open. I heard scratching at the door and she was there. She’s been with me every night ever since” You felt your heart melt. You smiled, sitting beside Bucky, his words suddenly registering. “Wait, every night?! But she’s always in my bed when I’m up!” Bucky snorted. “You sleep like a log, she sleeps with me and then I put her back in your room before you’re up. You’d sleep through the purge y/n”

You grinned, watching Bucky look at Alpine with heart eyes.

“You like her don’t you”

“She’s okay” As if Alpine understood, her head shot up, her eyes narrowing at him.

“I’m joking sweetheart, I love you” He pressed a soft kiss on her head. Satisfied, she nuzzled back into his chest.

“Is that a cat?”

Both you and Bucky sat up wide eyed as Tony entered the living room with the others.

“Yep”

“Why is there a cat in the living room?”

“Can we keep her?”  You didn’t bother explaining the story of how you ended up at this very moment but you gave Tony the best puppy eyes you could muster.

Tony raised an eyebrow, watching Alpine purring happily in Bucky’s metal arm while he stroked her tummy.

“Fine. I’m not cleaning the litter box though”

“Looks like we found you a home Alpine!” 

-

He knows he shouldn’t be doing it, he knows what he’s doing would harm his career if someone found out, he shouldn’t be here, he shouldn’t be with you.

It was an accident, everything was an accident. At least the first time.

He still remembers it all, the first time he saw you after he had to come to the club because of a little ‘accident’ that has happened. The way you looked at him made his knees weak. He remembers how he stumbled drunkly, later that night, back into the club.

To find you.

He remembers the way you dragged him back into the famous back rooms. That’s when his addiction started.

Bill is looking at you right now, how your body moves to the music. His religious mother always told him to only worship one god, he may not be worshipping the god his mother wanted him to worship but there’s no way that he will stop worshiping his goddess. It pains him to not be closer to you right now, during your little show. He has seen your shows so many times yet it feels like it’s the first time he’s seeing them, seeing you.

Envy was something he never had to deal with before he meet you, there was never a reason to feel that way but seeing how those men were looking at you, oh boy. Even from the back where he was sitting he could still hear how they were talking about you and he could definitely see how much money they were throwing at you.

You usually make more money in one night than Bill earns in one month. Even though he has less money than you, he still pays you good, he even sold his car to be able to pay you more.

You finish your show, throwing the men, who are begging for another dance or for a private dance, a wink before leaving the stage on the way to the changing rooms, while the bouncer collects the money of stage to give it to you backstage.

You sit down on the makeup chair, checking if you need to do some touch ups or if you can just go to Bill and drag him to the back rooms. Thankfully everything looks still good so you just spray a bit of your favorite Chanel perfume. The bouncer arrives a second later and gives you the bucket with your money inside. He gives you a smile before he leaves again. You quickly put your money in your locker and then start to make your way over to Bill. You already saw him, you always see him, nobody sees him far in the back except you.

Bill sits straight up as he sees you walking towards him, after all this time he’s still nervous around you.

“Come on, Sir” you say, as you lead him down the long hallway. Even though you’re wearing extreme high heels your still way shorter than him and Bill loves it. The way you barely reach his shoulder, god, how much he wants to have you. He would marry you, keep you pregnant for-no, he needs to stop thinking about it, he can’t think about you like that. He’s an Officer and you are just a stripper, that’s why no one can find out about this.

At the end of the hallway he can finally see the red door with the sign pleasure room.His already half hard dick gets harder as you both enter the room.

The first thing you see when entering the room is the kingsized bed with red duvets, right in front of it is a pole and above the bed is a mirror. There’s also a red couch and armchair on the left side of the room. On the right side of the room is a small dresser and another mirror next to it. Bill only ever saw some glimpses of what’s insides the dresser, as far as he knows there are towels, wipes and ropes in there but he also overheard some men at the club talking about toys being in there. Bill first didn’t understand what they meant, why would toys be in there, so he googled toys and strip clubs, and had almost a heart attack when he found out. You see, he never used a toy or had a partner that used one. Bill spend hours looking at all different kinds of toys. He really hopes that you will use one on him one day.

He sits down on the couch, watching as you walk over to him and sit down on his lap, legs on each side of his hips.

A whim leaves his mouth as you slowly roll your hips over his hard dick “What can I do for you today, Officer” you whisper in his ear, biting his earlobe. No words leave his mouth, to caught up in the pleasure he’s feeling just from your rolling hips.

“Words darling, I need words”

“I-I just need you” he manages to stutter out as you drag your hips over his dick again. He expects you to tease him before actually doing something, like you always do but you immediately slip off his lap and get on your knees. A big moan leaves Bills mouth as you unbuckle his belt and pull down his pants and boxers. His dick springs free right against his covered stomach. He should be embarrassed that he’s already that hard but he’s to caught up in the pleasure of his dick finally being free to even really notice.

You let your finger run up and down his length, giving his balls a little squeeze before licking from his tip to his base a thick stripe. Hearing Bill let out a whine you make quick work on taking his length in your mouth. You sucked a lot of dicks in your life and you must say, Bills is not bad, eight and a half inches long and two inches thick. You of course had customers with bigger sizes but it’s still better than sucking dicks of boys who just turned 21 who act like huge fuckboys.

Bill almost cumes the second you take him in your mouth, moaning at the feeling of your warm tongue. He starts to move his hips a bit more forward, needing more. Moving one hand to grab your head, not taking control only holding you. You take more of him in your mouth while bobbing your head faster.

“OH GOD” he screams as you drag your one hand to his balls, squeezing them. That’s all it takes for Bill to cum.

Panting heavily while watching you swallow all of his cum.

“Mhm, baby, you taste so good” you moan at the taste of his salty cum. 

You give him a confused look as he leans forward, only to realize that he wants to wipe your tears away, that escaped your eyes. God, he’s just to sweet. 

You Stan back u, looking Bill directly in the eyes as you snap the band of your crimson red lace panties. Getting the hint Bill starts to slowly pull your panties down, seeing your wet pussy makes him hard again.

“You’re so wet, sweetheart” Bill says, not taking his eyes of your pussy.

His eyes move from your wet pussy to your face as you sit back down on his lap, your pussy now being directly over his dick. Bill can feel you dripping down on him, buckling his hips up, he needs to feel your tight pussy swallowing his dick.

You chuckle at his desperate state “Getting all hard again just from seeing my wet pussy. Oh you love the fact that you make me this wet, don’t you. Yes, only you’ve been able to make me this wet for the past 7 months.” you say, while you start to sink down on him.

He feels the tip of his dick entering your heat, throwing his head back at the feeling “Y-You mean for the past 10 months” he moans out, grabbing your hips to pull you faster down on his dick, letting out a silent scream as he bottoms out.

“Ahhh, god Bill” you moan out as  a reply “has it really been that long?” you clench around him.

“Y-Yeah” he stutters “and uh 13 days”. His face goes red at embarrassment, hoping that you think that he knows the exact date because of the accident that happened that day and not because he’s totally obsessed with you. 

You let out a laugh before unclasping your bra, not taking it off though. Bill knows what you want him to do. His hands leave your hips, shackling hands now reaching up to take your bra off.

SLAP

Bill looks at you shocked. You just slapped him. Ok, you just slapped his hands but you still slapped him. 

The puppy eyes he gives you almost make you feel bad but you can’t let that show.

“No hands, sweet boy” he gives you a confused look. No hands? How else is he suppose to get it off of you, maybe if he-oh. Then he realizes it. Putting his hands back on your hips, moving you a bit faster down his dick, he leans forward opening his mouth. You stare at him as he pulls the bra off of you with his teeth. You can tell that he tries to be really careful while doing it, probably scared that one wrong move will ruin your bra. It wouldn’t matter though, the set was only 3,000$.

The bra falls to the floor, moaning that your breasts are finally free.

“Can I-I touch them” your eyes snap to Bill at that question “please”

“What are you waiting for?”

Moving one hand to your left breast, rubbing your hard nipple. A loud moan leaves your mouth at the feeling, rocking your hips harder against his. Bill whimpers, he can feel his balls tightening and his dick twitch.

“OH SHIT! I’m cumming” he screams as his orgasm ripples through him.

Sitting up from his lap so his seeds only land on his trousers and the black marble floor.

You make quick work on rubbing your pussy till you cum. A loud moan leaves your mouth as you cum all over him.

Bill fall back against the coach, panting heavily while you get some wipes to clean you both up.

After your done cleaning you sit back down, this time only on one of his knees. “I guess you enjoyed it” you say, leaving soft kisses down his neck.

“Y-Yeah, I love when you-uhm you know do this-“ Bill tries to answer but he just can’t get his words out.

“When I do what?” you ask, sucking on his neck.

“I-WAIT STOP” Bill almost screams “No marks, nobody can know about this” you huff at that, walking over to the plush bed.

He doesn’t like seeing you like this but he just can’t be seen with marks. He’s not married or is he dating someone and everybody knows that.

There’s a heavy silence before Bill decides to break it “Uhm…how much do I have to pay you this time?”

“We’re not finished”

Normally he loves hearing that but not today “I’m sorry I can’t, I don’t have that much money on me right now”

“You know, a little birdie told me that last week was your birthday so let’s say this is a little present just for you. Now come here”

Bill moves over to you next to the bed. It’s true, last week was his birthday and his whole neighborhood celebrated. That’s why he didn’t come to the club to see you. God, did he wish he could have come to the club that day, a birthday blowjob from you would’ve been the best gift.

“You don’t have to, sweetheart. It’s not that important” he doesn’t want you to use your body again for someone else’s pleasure. He doesn’t know how may customers you have everyday and he doesn’t really want to know. Bill wishes he could be you only man.

“Shh shh shh, you’re important, you’re my favorite customer. That’s why we are gonna try something new”

He doesn’t know what makes him more nervous, that you want to try something new or the butterflies in his stomach as you said he’s your favorite customer.

“I’ve never showed you what pleasure can be made in this bed but now it’s time to show you” you say, unbuttoning his shirt.

It’s happening, Bill can’t believe it. How often he dreamed about doing something in this bed with you. He slightly turns his head to look at the bed. He wanted to have you in this bed since he first saw it.