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asgardianarchives · 2 months ago

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˗ˏˋ ★ put on a show ★ ˎˊ˗

sugardaddy!bucky x f!reader

+18 PLUS MEN AND MINORS DNI — semi-public sex: you have facetime sex while he’s away. fingering (r!) daddy kink, sub!reader ish. if i miss anything please lmk!

“baby, do you really need another lingerie set?” bucky’s voice cut through the recieving end of the speaker while you were looking in the mirror, holding up a few pieces of lingerie to your body. you huffed at his response before rolling your eyes.

“what’s the point of you being my sugar daddy if you’re not gonna buy me what i want,” you retorted with a sassy attitude and you could hear his shit eating grin when he responded

“that so baby? i’m just your sugar daddy? nothing else?” you felt your spine shiver at the tone of his voice, he was teasing you - you knew this. but in the back of your mind you knew that you’d have to pay for the attitude.

you rolled your eyes in response, he couldn’t see it but he knew you were getting riled up instantly.

he loved it.

“no daddy, you’re not just that…” your voice was small and soft, retreating back into yourself and turning into his most prized submissive bunny. you felt guilt immediately when you heard him sigh over the phone. you didn’t see his cock out of his slacks over the phone though - his hand stroking his shaft slowly during this conversation.

he fed off of you feeling small and submissive for him - a palpable little bunny in his palms to throw around and use whenever and wherever he wanted.

and that also meant you playing with yourself whenever he saw fit.

“turn on the video, baby.” his command was instant as you responded quickly, propping the phone up and letting him see your half nude body with a black lingerie piece with pink accents adorning your body. his cock twitched in his hand but his camera was still at an angle where you didn’t even know he was touching himself.

“like this, daddy?” you asked innocently but already knowing the answer. he smiled with a nod, taking his pointer finger and making a little ‘turn-around’ motion and you did exactly what he said.

as you turned around, you bent over a little bit showing your ass in the lingerie. you were lucky that you took these home to ‘try on’ … (you’ll end up keeping them and getting ruined in them by bucky himself.)

he licked his lips slowly, eyes scanning over your ass up to your face and back again. he made a soft grunt, and you felt your face heat up as you finally noticed the soft sounds of his hand fucking his dick.

“how wet are you, baby?” he asked softly. even though he was worked up seeing you like this, he always made sure to be soft and gentle with you. because he knew you’d give it up easily to him.

you hummed softly as you spread one of your ass cheeks exposing your cunt with the strap from your thong. you pulled it aside and he could see how wet the already thin fabric was. he grunted a soft ‘fuck’ as his eyes stayed glued onto your fingers playing with your hole.

you let out a soft whimper as you felt just how wet you were. you didn’t know that this whole new situation would turn you on so much.

“add a finger, sweetheart.” you obeyed, entering a finger into your cunt, pumping it in and out slowly as you let out soft whine. you wished it was him.

“daddy..” you whimper quietly. “another, pretty please?” your cheeks felt hot as you heard him moan gently, his fist going faster as he nodded. you let out a moan as you pushed your middle and ring finger into your cunt, the position making you push back against your hand.

“fuck yourself for daddy, baby. show me how you liked to get fucked.” you moaned as he spoke, your eyes trained on the screen and watching as he sat back a little more so you could see his dick poking out of his tan slacks, his light blue shirt unbuttoned to show his undershirt and a gold chain with a small initial of your first name.

yeah, he was whipped. so what?

you went a little faster, the same speed his hand went wrapped around his cock. you licked your lips, wishing that instead of his hand you were riding him. you needed to feel his cock stretching your cunt out, feeling the tip of his dick hit the right spot every single time.

you let out a moan as you felt yourself get wetter, your fingers easily slipping in a third. you heard bucky curse loudly as you saw his hips buck up into his hand. you knew you were close and so were you. you felt the tight knot in your tummy and he saw the way your cunt tightened around your fingers.

“go ahead baby, cum for daddy. did such a good job,” he let out a moan as he watched your cunt throb easily around your fingers, making a mess all over his hands and pants as you came with a moan.

you let out a soft whine as you slipped your fingers from your cunt and turned around with a light smile. he looked at you, watching you intently as you pushed your fingers past your swollen, bitten lips and into your tongue. you let out a moan the second you tasted yourself, rolling your eyes back as you started to fuck your throat with the same fingers you just fucked your pussy with.

“fuck baby, just like that…” bucky was captivated by you, he couldn’t take his eyes of your wet fingers, drool dripping down your chin and onto the lace resting on your chest. he wished he was fucking your throat with his fat cock instead.

“i bet your needy pussy is still wet, huh baby doll?” you moaned, taking your other hand and going to touch your clit. he smirked as his eyes traveled between the fingers fucking your mouth, your chest, ride down to your fingers playing with your sensitive clit

you moved your hips against your hand, taking your fingers from your mouth and went to play with your nipple through the lace. bucky sat back as his cock was half hard, his hands palming himself and his balls as he watched you.

“you needy little minx. i’m coming home early.”

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asgardianarchives · 2 months ago

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I need more omg..

fu in my head

dilf!neighbor!bucky barnes x neighbor!reader

18+ men and minors dni! smut — mutual masturbation. phone sex. bucky is a dad!! but he’s fucking hot. a dilf. um. yeah! both of you are pervs <3

w/c — 2.5k

a/n — would you believe me if i said this came r from a dream of mine.

it started small, something that you didn’t even notice. the shades were closed, but the light was on and you could see a figure behind the shades, the outlined shadow of a person who was built, muscles flexing when they took their shirt off, running their hands up their chest, before walking out.

it was always when you were in the bathroom. you weren’t sure if they knew when you’d be in there, but they had to of known. it happened every single time.

the next time it happened, you nearly tripped getting out of the tub. you so happened to turn your head to see the shades were drawn open, the figure standing back towards you but nude. a toned back was facing you, the person had a short hair cut, brown chestnut hair but something striked you.

a metal arm.

you could see where the flesh fused with the metal on the back of their shoulder, but the black and gold burned itself into your mind, thinking about other ways it could be used.

as you wrapped yourself in a towel, you were faced towards your mirror and you were able to see the reflection of the house. the person looked over their shoulder, and there you were faced with a man who was so handsome you dropped your towel on accident. or was it on purpose?

you’d say on accident just because of the way his face changed from mischief to shocked, standing up straighter and even turning to get a better look.

there were some days where you didn’t see him, and it wasn’t that you were upset, of course not he had his own life. hell he could be married for all you knew. but the excitement of teasing each other like this got to you. and you always looked forward to it.

then, one morning as you walked into your bathroom one morning you happened to look out of your opened blinds, just enough to look out of and you saw him.

only his back wasn’t facing you, his front was. and that man was nude. you weren’t sure what he was into, but whatever he was doing you were into it. it didn’t bother you in the slightest that you would go nude for this man with surrounding houses, risking the fact that someone other than him could see you. it didn’t bother you at all. in fact, it turned you on knowing someone other than him could be watching.

you watched as you opened the blinds all the way, his hand grabbing his hard cock and his other hand on the window, head dipped down and breathing heavily. he was hung, thick cock all the way around, thick thighs to match, and the way his body moved as he stroked his cock. sticking out his tongue, you saw a string of spit leave his mouth and land on his shaft, using it to jerk himself off more. and you could’ve sworn you were going to cum just at the sight of it.

you shuffled on your feet, blush creeping up on your cheeks as you took the tie to your robe and let it loose, the silk fabric falling to the floor.

as soon as it hit the floor he looked up, and his eyes went wide. you could see him mouth a small “fuck” at the sight of you, his hand never stopping movements of jerking his cock as you went to play with your breasts. you smirked, tweaking the nipple as he stood up straighter, squaring out his shoulders as his eyes never left your body and his hand sped up, thumb rubbing over his slit on his cock. you felt damp in between your thighs and so desperately wanted to touch yourself but you weren’t sure if this was a mutual masturbation or not.

all you knew was that you would do anything to feel his hands over your breasts in place of yours, his hands roaming all over your body instead of just glued to his. you bit your lip as your hand trailed down your stomach towards your clit, and you swore you could hear him perfectly say “go ahead, baby” as you watched his lips move. you bit your lip and spread your pussy lips open, just enough for him to see before you played with your clit, letting out soft moans.

bucky was being tortured. seeing you, naked in your window playing with yourself while he jerked his cock. he wanted to run his lips down your body to your cunt, your pretty little cunt you were playing with, tweaking those perfect nipples on your breasts that he so wanted to have in his mouth.

he couldn’t think of anything else as he sped his hand up as he fucked himself into his hand, feeling his balls tightened as you left your mouth agape when he watched you push two fingers into your cunt.

“shit.” he hated the fact that he couldn’t be the one making you feel good, wanting to feel how warm you were around his cock and those pretty little moans he could only imagine. he didn’t dare rip his eyes away from you as you sped your hand up, his hand matching your movements as he felt his orgasm approaching. he didn’t want to hold out on you, watching your thumb play with your clit and your thighs started to tense and he could tell you were close.

he watched as you bit your lip, thrusting your fingers into your cunt until your body jerked and you stilled, cumming down your own hand. he was so damn close he wanted to finish with you. he jumped as he heard a knock on the bathroom door.

“dad! peter drank all the juice again!” he gripped his cock tight as he cursed, looking at you as you met his gaze smiling softly and blowing a kiss.

he couldn’t help but smile back, letting go of his hard cock that stood straight.

“be out in a second, punk!” only his kids knew how to ruin a moment.

***

it had been about a week since you and your neighbor had that little.. thing. you hadn’t seen him since and you were definitely in your head about it.

did he think you were weird for cumming in front of him? touching yourself like that? was it supposed to just be a private moment you creepily snooped out on? you weren’t sure, and there was no was you’d go over for some answers. you were not prepared for that.

you went out to check the mail, and upon opening it you saw a little envelope in it with the words “pretty neighbor” in a cursive-ish hand writing. taking the mail you quickly walked back inside and upstairs into your bedroom, opening the envelope.

“sorry for the other day. might i say you are gorgeous as fuck. however my kids ruined a moment i had to myself. been busy all week but i have not been able to stop thinking about you. text me sometime

xo the neighbor who made you cum

you blushed ten different shades of red as you read the note, seeing his number scribbled out on the bottom of the page. you took your phone and tossed the idea of reaching out now, but re reading you didn’t want to take time away from him and his kids.

fuck, he really was a dilf.

you sucked in a breath and put his number in your phone, shooting him a text

to: dilf 🥵

hey, pretty neighbor here. just got your letter

you let out a breath and set your phone down. you felt like a child with a crush on the new boy in class and you didn’t know how to handle it. of course you had a crush on this man, he was built like the gods specially made him for you because if anything he was your type, there was no denying that. a vibration from your phone knocked you out of your thoughts as you saw he repsonded

from: dilf 🥵

thank god you didn’t think i was some creep sending that. wasn’t sure if you’d get it or not.

to: dilf 🥵

course i did, think you deserve to get off though. you alone?

you bit your lip as you sent your text, walking up to the bathroom and closing the door, thankful you lived alone. as you sat on the side of the tub, your phone rang, and the caller id was him. you smirked to yourself as you raised the phone to your ear and answered it.

“hello?” you spoke softly, wondering how the voice on the other end was going to sound. what you didn’t expect was for your panties to get drenched by the sound of his voice the second he spoke to you.

“hey, pretty neighbor.” his voice was low, a smirk could be heard in the tone of his voice and it went right to your cunt. it was dusk as you opened your blinds, seeing him standing there with a smirk on his face and his shorts hung low on his hips. he was holding the phone with his flesh hand to his ear, and his eyes were trained on you as soon as you revealed yourself.

“kids out for the night?”

“at their uncles for the weekend.” he nodded, licking his lower lip. you couldn’t deny how bad you wanted to just put your lips on his and devour him.

“so..” you said softly, your hand going to toy with your tank top strap as you had on small shorts. his eyes looked over your figure, speaking softly.

“strip, pretty thing.” you felt as if you couldn’t say no to him, as you took your phone off your ear and on the side of the tub on speaker, going back to the window and shuffling your shorts and panties off, keeping eye contact with him. you could see his cock grow hard in his shorts as soon as you took your top off, not that it matter because the small material left enough room for the imagination anyways.

“like that?” he nodded, pushing his shorts down and you saw him set his phone down to the side, his metal hand grabbing his cock and slowly started to jerk off.

“look at you, so fuckin’ pretty. what i would give to feel your skin on mine.” you sighed softly as you ran your fingers over your skin, playing with your breasts, tweaking the nipple as he watched. you heard him groan over the phone as your fingers inched closer to your clit before he spoke.

“hold on, angel. not so fast. open that pretty mouth of yours, suck on those fingers as if they were mine.” you let out a soft whine as he spoke, feeling your slick down the inside of your thighs as you obeyed, pushing your middle and ring finger into your mouth and encasing your lips around them, sucking on them softly as spit ran down your wrist.

his hand kept his movements on his cock, spreading the pre cum that left the tip over his shaft. his posture never faltered as he watched you, biting his lower lip and groaning as you made noises sucking on your fingers.

“that’s it baby, listen so well, don’t you? such a good slut for me.” as you sucked on your fingers, your other hand kept toying with your nipples, watching his hungry eyes rake over your figure from you’re breasts to your cunt right to your face and back over. it was something you could describe knowing only he could see you but the possibility of someone else seeing you made you even more wet.

“go on baby, push those two soaked fingers into that fight pussy of yours, imagine they are mine. bet you wont feel as full though, huh sunflower?” you could only nod, whining as you propped a leg up on the window sill for him to see your exposed pussy, pushing your fingers in and letting out a soft moan. he was right, your fingers could never satisfy you the way you knew his could.

“fuck..” you let out a soft moan as you pumped your fingers in and out of your cunt, a sharp inhale was heard by him as he watched you and he couldn’t help but watch with awe as you got yourself off in front of him.

“you like knowin’ others could see that pretty cunt on display? your fingers stuffed so deep and havin’ you moaning?” you nodded as you whipped your head back up, eyes meeting his.

“only want your eyes on my cunt. only you.” he let out a groan as you spoke, knowing that you ruined every person for him and he ruined ever man for you. you couldn’t stop daydreaming about anyone else’s cock excoet him stuffing you full, your mouth wrapped around his cock and how it would feel him driving himself into you.

“what are you thinking about baby?”

“thinking about you fucking me, your cock. want it so bad.” he chuckled as he watched you, a hand on the window as he opened his legs wider and fisted his cock faster.

“been thinking about your cunt, pretty thing, how tight it would feel ‘round my cock, milking me so good, so fucking warm and wet. god and that mouth, had to daydream what you’d sound like makin those pretty little noises but now i don’t have to. you sound fucking divine.” you moaned in response as you went to play with your clit, opening your legs wider for him to see. his hand gripped his cock harder as he spit on his shaft, using it to jerk himself off quicker as he watched you.

“wanna be in between those thighs so bad, sunflower. bet you taste as sweet as you look.” the sounds of him fisting himself matched perfectly with the sound of your fingers fucking your cunt, and it made you close to the edge.

“i’m close.. fuck.” he chuckled softly and moaned in response as he pulled on his cock a little as he jerked it, mumbling curse words.

“me too, shit. wish i could be filling you up, look so pretty with my cum leakin’ out of ya.” you let out a filthy moan as he spoke, and you could hear the smirk in his voice as he spoke.

“you’d like that, wouldn’t you? god, have to get my hands on you this weekend.” as he spoke you felt the coil in your belly tightened until it snapped, leaning onto the wall as you greedily rubbed your clit to get through your orgasm, huffs and puffs from him over the phone as he let out a choked moan chasing his own high as he came.

“oh god..” as he chased his own high you couldn’t help but keep your eyes glued to his as you took your hands out of your cunt and put them in your mouth, sucking them clean. you moaned at the taste of your arousal on your fingers and he moaned as he watched you.

“i’m as sweet as i look.. you should come over and have a taste, neighbor.” he groaned as he watched you, pulling his shorts back up and tossing on a t-shirt.

“better be ready to fuck until the sun comes up, pretty thing.”

#bucky barns x reader #bucky barnes smut

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asgardianarchives · 2 months ago

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Girl dad bucky >>>

pocket-size politics “Congressman Bucky Barnes: Veteran. Hero. Girl Dad.” a.n.: saw a tweet and got inspired! congressman barnes as a girl dad?? couldn't lose the chance.

Congressman James Buchanan Barnes had survived a war, the Winter Soldier program, two terms in office, and more campaign debates than he cared to remember—but the true test of his patience and diplomacy came on the morning of the National Family Policy Summit... in the form of a white, plastic, wide-eyed Sylvanian bunny named Luna.

“You’re not bringing that to the Capitol,” Bucky said, somewhere between amused and exasperated as he fastened the cufflinks on his dress shirt. “Baby, come on.”

“She goes everywhere with me,” your five-year-old daughter replied with a dramatic pout, clutching the tiny bunny in her fist like a priceless family heirloom. “Even to boring speeches.”

From where you stood by the closet, you choked on a laugh. “Did you just say Daddy’s speeches are boring?”

Your daughter turned her big eyes to you with zero remorse. “He says a lot of words. None of them are about ponies or glitter.”

Bucky turned to face her fully, brows lifted in mock offense as he jabbed a thumb at his chest. “Excuse you, I gave a very passionate speech last week about early childhood education—��

“Did it have glitter?”

“No, it did not have glitter.”

“Then it was boring.”

You tried not to laugh again, watching as Bucky knelt down in front of her with his tie dangling untied around his neck. “Sweetheart, you’re going to be sitting in the front row with Mommy. It’s a very official event. Luna might get tired.”

Your daughter’s grip on the bunny only tightened. “She doesn’t get tired. She’s brave.”

“She’s brave,” Bucky echoed solemnly, casting a helpless glance in your direction.

You shrugged, crossing the room to help him with his tie. “She gets it from her dad,” you whisper.

He looked down at you with a half-smile as you slipped the silk tie under his collar and began the practiced loop. “I’m being tag-teamed by my own family.”

“Welcome to fatherhood,” you teased, tightening the knot and smoothing it over his chest. “How’s your speech?”

He sighed. “Over-rehearsed and under-loved.”

“She did say it was boring.”

“Thanks for the reminder.”

You leaned in, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “You’ll be brilliant. And if all else fails, you’ve got charm and the hair.”

Your daughter wandered up behind you, still holding the bunny like a weapon of emotional mass destruction. “If Luna can’t come, I’m not coming.”

“Baby—”

“She’s brave.”

And with that, you both gave up.

The drive to the Capitol was a blur of security checkpoints, coffee in travel mugs, and Bucky muttering under his breath as he reread his speech for the twentieth time. Your daughter, sitting between you both in the back seat, kept Luna safely strapped into a makeshift “seatbelt” made from a ribbon on her wrist.

“She’s ready to help the country,” your daughter said confidently.

“Oh, is she?” Bucky asked, humoring her as he rubbed his eyes.

“She has ideas.”

“God help us all.”

By the time you arrived at the grand marble steps of the Capitol, Bucky was shaking hands with staffers, giving tight smiles to photographers, and adjusting his blazer like a man preparing for battle. You held your daughter’s hand as the three of you made your way to the entrance—until a staff aide pulled Bucky aside with a rushed whisper.

“The press pool is twice the size we expected. They want a few shots of you entering the rotunda with your family.”

You and Bucky shared a glance.

Then—

“Where’s Luna?”

Your daughter froze, mid-step. “Oh no!”

In the rush of security and crowds, she had dropped the bunny. Panic set into her tiny features, but just before the tears could fall, Bucky crouched down beside her with the speed of a man trained for emergencies and grabbed the bunny who was just a few cm away from them.

“I’ve got an idea,” he said, holding out his hand. “May I?”

She hesitated, but slowly placed Luna in his palm.

Bucky glanced at the bunny, then at his daughter’s wide, hopeful eyes, and sighed in mock seriousness. “Okay. Luna can’t sit with you in the front row... so she’ll have to sit with me.”

Your daughter blinked. “She can?”

“She’s not just a bunny. She’s... undercover.”

He straightened, pulling open his blazer and carefully placing the bunny into his inner pocket so that her fuzzy head peeked out just above his handkerchief. “Secret Service bunny. She’s got clearance.”

Your daughter gasped like she’d just witnessed a miracle. “She’s gonna spy on the senators!”

“Only the rude ones,” Bucky said, brushing a hand over her curls. “Now go sit with Mommy and make sure you clap the loudest.”

Later, as Bucky stepped up to the podium, the cameras clicked and whirred and zoomed. His voice rang across the chamber with steady calm, speaking of family, education, affordable childcare, and compassion in politics.

But that wasn’t what made headlines.

It was the bunny.

“Congressman Bucky Barnes: Veteran. Hero. Girl Dad.” “Forget red or blue. We’re voting plushie.” “I trust the man who brings a bunny to the Capitol.”

Backstage, Bucky made his way to you, eyes still bright from adrenaline. Your daughter ran straight into his arms.

“She says you did good,” she told him, planting a kiss to his cheek.

He smiled—real and soft and so full of love it nearly broke your heart. “Tell her I couldn’t have done it without her.”

“She wants to do another speech.”

“Let’s start with nap time first.”

You touched his shoulder and reached into his jacket, gently pulling Luna from her pocket. “The most powerful bunny in America.”

Bucky looked down at the Sylvanian with mock reverence. “We owe her everything.”

And as your daughter curled up between you both on the car ride home, bunny in hand and head on her father’s shoulder, you watched Bucky smile down at her, brushing her hair back with the same hand that once held a shield, then a gun, and now held her heart.

A bunny in his pocket. A girl in his arms. And his whole life wrapped in both.

#bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes x reader

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