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Ice Cream

Summary: You came for ice cream.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Warnings: light smut, strangers to?, sex with a stranger, unprotected sex, implied/mentions of oral (fem rec)

Story written for @ buckyboybingo (expired): Square 5: Moaning

Story written for @buckybarnesevents' Week 9 of Hot Bucky Summer 2025 - Free Week

Ice cream. You came to your favorite place to get strawberry ice cream with many strawberries and whipped cream. Maybe you wanted to go crazy and let them add sour worms this time.

You didn’t come here to let a stranger do unspeakable things to you in the restrooms. You didn’t come here for him to sink into your soaked hole after eating your pussy, not the ice cream he bought.

Still, you ended up full of his cock, whimpering into the hand he clamped over your mouth. Your lipstick and the ice cream you tasted stuck to his hand, but he couldn’t care less.

“Fuck, you’re so good for me, doll,” he cursed, the cool treat long forgotten. The vanilla ice cream melted on the vanities next to your purse, slowly dripping down onto the tile floor. It will soon be a sticky sea of ice cream, joining your strawberry dream. “I should come here more often.”

You laughed behind his hand. Not half an hour ago, you didn’t expect to be pinned against a wall by a stranger in the restrooms of an ice cream parlor.

It all went down when your eyes met his smoldering blue ones. He was running his hand over his scruffy beard, trying to decide which ice cream he wanted to taste.

His gaze didn’t leave your face, and you swallowed thickly when he told the girl behind the counter which ice cream he wanted. His deep, rough voice made you shiver, and your lower half screamed for this man’s attention.

He smirked when his eyes met yours again, knowing exactly about the influence he had on you and your poor body. Your eyes dropped to his big hands, moving back up his strong and thick body.

You didn’t see it, but while you were staring at his thick thighs, he was undressing you with his eyes, planning to get his hands on you the moment you moved your tongue over your lower lip.

You just knew that he was the kind of man who knew how to use his hands and body to drive a woman crazy.

“What if someone walks in on us?” He purred against your ear. “They’d call you a needy slut and me a lucky guy.” His mouth trailed open-mouthed kisses down your neck. “I’d kill them if they do.”

Your stranger buried his face in your neck, moaning with every deep thrust. He panted into your damp skin while his free hand moved between your legs to swipe his metal fingers over your clit.

The sound you made was inhuman. It felt like your whole body was thrumming when you gushed all over his cock. He pounded into you relentlessly until you were quivering again.

“That’s it,” he purred in your ear. “Fuck, I wish I could cum in you and fill this cunt up.” You hissed when he pulled out to stroke his cock. His cum joined the ice cream on the ground, ruining the floor even more.

Pressing your forehead against the tile wall, you struggled to calm your breathing. Your legs felt like jelly, and you couldn’t move. “Fuck,” you cursed yourself.

“Are you okay?” He carefully slid your panties back up your legs to cover your well-fucked cunt. “Doll? Did I hurt you?”

“No, I…” You were ashamed of yourself for fucking a stranger, but you couldn’t tell him so. “I can’t walk… My legs are…unsteady.”

He wrapped one arm around your waistline and kissed your neck again, lips lingering.

“How about I drive you home and buy you another ice cream we can eat and not let go to waste?”

You looked at the mess on the ground, a reminder of the sin you committed. “That would be nice,” you replied, unsure what the one-day stand etiquette says about taking your stranger home.

“Do I finally get a name, or do you want to remain a mystery?” He asked, still holding you upright. “I’m Bucky.”

“Y/N,” you breathed out. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“It was a pleasure meeting you, too,” he laughed against your neck. “Let me clean this mess up and take you home…

You didn’t know if this chance encounter was more than a quickie at an ice cream parlor, but you were willing to take the risk for him, for Bucky.

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“yes, of course i just called to see if you’re busy, i’ve missed you.” you said innocently.

“not busy doll.” he said, flipping his knife and stabbing another agent, “never busy for you baby.”

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“lasagna soup sounds amazing doll.” as he has someone in a chokehold, “baby let me knock out these guards in front of the lab and i’ll call you back in .2 seconds, i love you.”