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Pairing: Soft!Dark Mafia Bucky x Runaway Bride!Reader
AN:Part of the Run All You Want 'Verse.
"Where is my wife?"
His voice cuts through the throng of people near the stage, freezing you in place. The sounds of frantic whispers rise behind you.
Run, run, run—the sensible part of your brain chants.
You don't see him at first, the overhead lights blinding you. Shielding your eyes, you find him. Bucky. The mobster strolling through the crowd, sleeves rolled up, tattooed forearms on display, one hand shoved in his pocket.
"Where. Is. My. Wife?" He repeats, slowly. His voice, dark and smooth, carries an unspoken warning that has people backing away.
"I'm not your wife." The words roll off your tongue before you can stop it. The innate desire to infuriate him, challenge him, overrides your common sense.
His eyes hone in on yours, the expression simmering in the depths of his slate grey eyes is obscenely erotic. "There she is," he murmurs, his lips pulling into a smirk. "I need to have a chat with the future Mrs. Barnes."
"In private." His voice raises slightly, his gaze never wavering from your face, you watch in stunned amazement as the room clears within seconds. The door swings shut behind the last patron, leaving only the unnerving pin drop silence in his wake.
The slow, steady thud of his shoes is in dichotomy with your racing heartbeat. He's blocking the only exit, the flashing red sign above the door might as well be miles away. You sprint to your left, scrambling up the stairs to the stage.
Bucky removes his jacket, tossing it on an empty table, watching you search for an escape you won't find.
"Now you can come down here and apologize." Bucky offers, stopping in front the stage, his head tilting back to gaze up at you. "Or I can come up there and make you."
"Fuck you."
Bucky shrugs with coy amusement. "Don't worry Kisa, you will. I'd never deny my sweet little wife anything when she asks so nicely."
You glance over your shoulder, calculating your chances of getting away when a soft rustle sends your head turning back in time to see Bucky gracefully hoisting himself up on the stage. His lithe agility highlights the sheer power lying underneath his tailored suit.
"I'm not yours," you snarl, stepping back. "I'm not your fucking wife."
Bucky grins, his brows raising playfully.
That's technically true.
An egregious oversight that he plans on correcting.
Tonight.
He reaches out, his fingers clasps over your wrist and he pulls you into his firm chest. You raise your fist but he manages to get both of your hands behind your back, manhandling with an ease you resent.
"You will be." Gently clutching your chin, he cants your head back and peers down into your wide, furious eyes. "In less than two hours, you're going to have my last name, my ring on your finger and my cum dripping down your thighs."
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Hellooooo!! I have a nsfw tangled question if that’s okay?
I was wondering about bucky and female receiving oral sex. I’m kind of assuming acts like that are not common for cecaelia because it doesn’t produce pups. So I’m wondering if him doing it is purely based on curiosity or how that scenario would play out. Like how he would even come to know it as an option to do during sex. (Also vice versa—how he would react to receiving oral sex because I would imagine he’s shocked it’s a thing lol. I could also kind of see him not wanting the reader to ‘debase’ herself but…she wants to do it). It’s been a while since I’ve read the series so I can’t recall if he performs oral on her. Just curious to know his take on it and if he enjoys it.
Hi Anon! glad to answer the question🤭
In the main fic, the first time it happens, it's pure curiosity. He's exploring her body and stumbles onto her clit, and he genuinely doesn't know what it is, so he asks.
She tells him it's just for pleasure, that's it, no other function. And that concept alone kind of breaks his brain a little, because the idea that something on her body exists purely to feel good, with no reproductive function at all, is completely foreign to him.
He's fascinated by it before he's even turned on by it.
Once he gets over that initial "wait, this is just for you?" moment, curiosity turns possessive fast. He wants to learn everything about it, what makes her react, what makes her fall apart, and once he realizes he can do that to her, he's hooked.
As for him receiving it, it's the same hesitation he had at first with her using her hands when she was sore, because it's not for anything procreative, so there's a beat of him not really getting why she'd want to perform it on him -even if he did it to her-. But once she persuades him to try at least once… well.
In his true form, he's big enough that she can't take all of him, has to work for it, using her hands alongside her mouth, which can only manage the head and a little more, and that visual absolutely wrecks him. There's something almost taboo about the way she suckles at it, evokes the thought of "feeding" her with his release, and has him nearly coming after just a couple of minutes of attention.
Up at all hours thinking of tangled, what else is new ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Something just occurred to me… can he smell when the reader is ovulating when he’s in his true form? Does he understand what ovulation is at that point? Like what it’s for? I’m sure he learns, but when he first smells it, surely he doesn’t know what he’s smelling, right? I’m imaging it may be alluring nonetheless
Oh, this is a good one! In his true form, his senses pick up on hormonal shifts like that easily, but the first time it happens, he has zero context for what he's smelling.
He just knows something about her changes over a few days every certain period of time, and it pulls at him in a way he can't explain. He wants to be near her more, and it puts him a little on edge.
It's only later, once he discloses that info to her and she explains it to him, that he connects the dots. And once he knows what it actually means... let's just say that instinct doesn't go away just because he understands it!
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I know we’ve mentioned lactation kink for tangled!Bucky before, but what have we actually talked about his reaction to tasting her breastmilk? I feel like it’d be like that scene in ratatouille when Remy eats the cheese and all of these colors start bursting behind his eyes and he’s in heaven lol. Watch him make every excuse to taste it again🤭
Hi Anon!! The Thal'kyr have really sensitive chemical receptors. In his human form, he's obviously not tasting with his limbs, but the receptors in his tongue are still way more attuned than ours.
Breastmilk carries a whole cocktail of hormones and pheromones, and his body reads those signals directly, so it not only tastes good to him but also his senses light up, so it feels really good, almost like a hit of something👀
The first time it happens with a real flow of milk, he goes quiet, eyes half-lidded, his sharp gaze just melting into something soft and dopey, like he's drunk on it.
But it doesn't stay soft for long, because those same signals are tied to instinct, and dopey turns into hunger for something else pretty quickly🤭
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Currently hyper fixated on Jack and pregnant!reader 🥹 Because like let’s say you’re waddling around your kitchen in the early hours of the morning, unable to sleep with the uncomfortable size of your tummy at this point. We’re talking third trimester, any day now timeline. In walks Jack post shift, exhausted and grateful to be home. He sets his bag down and slides his shoes off at the door. He knows you’ve been struggling with sleeping through the night, but still moves through the house quietly in case you are.
He can hear you puttering around in the kitchen, cabinets opening and closing as you change your mind twenty different times about what you’re craving. He leans against the wall, a crinkly eyed smile on his face watching you. Amused by you. Amazed by you. His sleepy girl who’s creating a tiny life inside of her. You’re in one of his old band T-shirts, a pair of his boxers, and fluffy socks. Your hair’s up and disheveled with puffy, sleepy eyes to tie together the ‘hot mess express’ look you’re sporting. And Jack loves it.
Nothing screams ‘sexy’ to Jack like the woman he loves carrying his child. You could be wearing a fucking garbage bag and Jack Abbot still wants up in those guts, baby. You let out a little yawn while steeping your tea under the light above the stove, gasping in surprise as he comes up behind you and wraps his strong arms under your belly. He lifts it, earning an actual moan of relief from you. You could cry, it feels that fucking good. The last few weeks have been hell for your lower back, and you’ve been fussing about it (reasonably so) to Jack more often. Your heart just melts at the thought of him picking up a tip or two from the OBGYN nurses at the hospital.
“You get any sleep, mommy?” he mumbles into your shoulder.
“A little. I think we’re having a rockstar, babe. She loves partying into the early hours of the morning, this one. She’s been kicking me since three a.m.” Jack can’t help but chuckle at the havoc your unborn daughter is already wreaking on you.
“Does this help?” he asks. You nod your head appreciatively.
“Jack, it feels so good. Thank you,” you sigh blissfully. You relax into his arms, letting your head lull back lazily against his warm chest. “How’d you know this would help?”
“Dana actually gave me this one. I jus’ felt awful watchin’ you be so uncomfortable. Broke my heart, baby.” He kisses the side of your head tenderly.
“You know what’s breaking my heart right now?” Jack’s head perks up, caught off guard and slightly confused by your question.
“What’s that?” he asks, tentative.
“That we’re all out of chocolate chips, and now I can’t make chocolate chip pancakes,” you whine. Jack can’t help but laugh. You laugh too, you know it sounds ridiculous. But it also sounds so good.
“I see a Door Dash order from Denny’s in my future,” Jack says. You let him gently drop your belly before turning to face him.
“Hmm…I was thinking Waffle House,” you smile. The lack of sleep and backaches are totally worth mornings like this. And - despite the crying - even more so after the birth of your daughter.
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