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Beauty and the Barnes (12)

FANDOM - MARVEL MCU

PAIRING - Bucky X Reader

WARNINGS - Lots of Smut, Light Hints of Non/Dub-Con, Prostitution, Swearing, Dark Bucky. (I can’t stress enough that this is kinda dark, Buckys an asshole and the kind of behavior that goes on in this fic is in no way acceptable in the real world)

When your father falls deathly ill you fall into a lifestyle you would have never predicted for yourself. Selling your body as a high-class escort isn’t ideal but it’s the only way to find the money you need to help your father, until your first client offers you another way.

Bucky’s mean, coarse and gets a kick out of watching you squirm but he is willing to help your father. All you have to do is sign yourself over to The Winter Soldier, body and soul.

Trapped in The Avengers compound, serving as a PA to a man who’s an absolute beast you find yourself wondering if there’s such a thing as a happy ending?

Masterlist

Chapter Twelve 

Your fingers tentatively probed at your throat, marvelling at the accelerated healing. Tony had injected something into the skin that had made the bruising fade in a matter of hours. When you woke up you looked like a horror show and now, only a few hours later you were good as new. You could still feel a slight ache, but it was manageable.

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Beauty and the Barnes (12)

FANDOM - MARVEL MCU

PAIRING - Bucky X Reader

WARNINGS - Lots of Smut, Light Hints of Non/Dub-Con, Prostitution, Swearing, Dark Bucky. (I can’t stress enough that this is kinda dark, Buckys an asshole and the kind of behavior that goes on in this fic is in no way acceptable in the real world)

When your father falls deathly ill you fall into a lifestyle you would have never predicted for yourself. Selling your body as a high-class escort isn’t ideal but it’s the only way to find the money you need to help your father, until your first client offers you another way.

Bucky’s mean, coarse and gets a kick out of watching you squirm but he is willing to help your father. All you have to do is sign yourself over to The Winter Soldier, body and soul.

Trapped in The Avengers compound, serving as a PA to a man who’s an absolute beast you find yourself wondering if there’s such a thing as a happy ending?

Masterlist

Chapter Twelve 

Your fingers tentatively probed at your throat, marvelling at the accelerated healing. Tony had injected something into the skin that had made the bruising fade in a matter of hours. When you woke up you looked like a horror show and now, only a few hours later you were good as new. You could still feel a slight ache, but it was manageable.

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Beauty and the Barnes (12)

FANDOM - MARVEL MCU

PAIRING - Bucky X Reader

WARNINGS - Lots of Smut, Light Hints of Non/Dub-Con, Prostitution, Swearing, Dark Bucky. (I can’t stress enough that this is kinda dark, Buckys an asshole and the kind of behavior that goes on in this fic is in no way acceptable in the real world)

When your father falls deathly ill you fall into a lifestyle you would have never predicted for yourself. Selling your body as a high-class escort isn’t ideal but it’s the only way to find the money you need to help your father, until your first client offers you another way.

Bucky’s mean, coarse and gets a kick out of watching you squirm but he is willing to help your father. All you have to do is sign yourself over to The Winter Soldier, body and soul.

Trapped in The Avengers compound, serving as a PA to a man who’s an absolute beast you find yourself wondering if there’s such a thing as a happy ending?

Masterlist

Chapter Twelve 

Your fingers tentatively probed at your throat, marvelling at the accelerated healing. Tony had injected something into the skin that had made the bruising fade in a matter of hours. When you woke up you looked like a horror show and now, only a few hours later you were good as new. You could still feel a slight ache, but it was manageable.

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Beauty and the Barnes (12)

FANDOM - MARVEL MCU

PAIRING - Bucky X Reader

WARNINGS - Lots of Smut, Light Hints of Non/Dub-Con, Prostitution, Swearing, Dark Bucky. (I can’t stress enough that this is kinda dark, Buckys an asshole and the kind of behavior that goes on in this fic is in no way acceptable in the real world)

When your father falls deathly ill you fall into a lifestyle you would have never predicted for yourself. Selling your body as a high-class escort isn’t ideal but it’s the only way to find the money you need to help your father, until your first client offers you another way.

Bucky’s mean, coarse and gets a kick out of watching you squirm but he is willing to help your father. All you have to do is sign yourself over to The Winter Soldier, body and soul.

Trapped in The Avengers compound, serving as a PA to a man who’s an absolute beast you find yourself wondering if there’s such a thing as a happy ending?

Masterlist

Chapter Twelve 

Your fingers tentatively probed at your throat, marvelling at the accelerated healing. Tony had injected something into the skin that had made the bruising fade in a matter of hours. When you woke up you looked like a horror show and now, only a few hours later you were good as new. You could still feel a slight ache, but it was manageable.

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Beauty and the Barnes (12)

FANDOM - MARVEL MCU

PAIRING - Bucky X Reader

WARNINGS - Lots of Smut, Light Hints of Non/Dub-Con, Prostitution, Swearing, Dark Bucky. (I can’t stress enough that this is kinda dark, Buckys an asshole and the kind of behavior that goes on in this fic is in no way acceptable in the real world)

When your father falls deathly ill you fall into a lifestyle you would have never predicted for yourself. Selling your body as a high-class escort isn’t ideal but it’s the only way to find the money you need to help your father, until your first client offers you another way.

Bucky’s mean, coarse and gets a kick out of watching you squirm but he is willing to help your father. All you have to do is sign yourself over to The Winter Soldier, body and soul.

Trapped in The Avengers compound, serving as a PA to a man who’s an absolute beast you find yourself wondering if there’s such a thing as a happy ending?

Masterlist

Chapter Twelve 

Your fingers tentatively probed at your throat, marvelling at the accelerated healing. Tony had injected something into the skin that had made the bruising fade in a matter of hours. When you woke up you looked like a horror show and now, only a few hours later you were good as new. You could still feel a slight ache, but it was manageable.

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Beauty and the Barnes (12)

FANDOM - MARVEL MCU

PAIRING - Bucky X Reader

WARNINGS - Lots of Smut, Light Hints of Non/Dub-Con, Prostitution, Swearing, Dark Bucky. (I can’t stress enough that this is kinda dark, Buckys an asshole and the kind of behavior that goes on in this fic is in no way acceptable in the real world)

When your father falls deathly ill you fall into a lifestyle you would have never predicted for yourself. Selling your body as a high-class escort isn’t ideal but it’s the only way to find the money you need to help your father, until your first client offers you another way.

Bucky’s mean, coarse and gets a kick out of watching you squirm but he is willing to help your father. All you have to do is sign yourself over to The Winter Soldier, body and soul.

Trapped in The Avengers compound, serving as a PA to a man who’s an absolute beast you find yourself wondering if there’s such a thing as a happy ending?

Masterlist

Chapter Twelve 

Your fingers tentatively probed at your throat, marvelling at the accelerated healing. Tony had injected something into the skin that had made the bruising fade in a matter of hours. When you woke up you looked like a horror show and now, only a few hours later you were good as new. You could still feel a slight ache, but it was manageable.

Keep reading

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Beauty and the Barnes (12)

FANDOM - MARVEL MCU

PAIRING - Bucky X Reader

WARNINGS - Lots of Smut, Light Hints of Non/Dub-Con, Prostitution, Swearing, Dark Bucky. (I can’t stress enough that this is kinda dark, Buckys an asshole and the kind of behavior that goes on in this fic is in no way acceptable in the real world)

When your father falls deathly ill you fall into a lifestyle you would have never predicted for yourself. Selling your body as a high-class escort isn’t ideal but it’s the only way to find the money you need to help your father, until your first client offers you another way.

Bucky’s mean, coarse and gets a kick out of watching you squirm but he is willing to help your father. All you have to do is sign yourself over to The Winter Soldier, body and soul.

Trapped in The Avengers compound, serving as a PA to a man who’s an absolute beast you find yourself wondering if there’s such a thing as a happy ending?

Masterlist

Chapter Twelve 

Your fingers tentatively probed at your throat, marvelling at the accelerated healing. Tony had injected something into the skin that had made the bruising fade in a matter of hours. When you woke up you looked like a horror show and now, only a few hours later you were good as new. You could still feel a slight ache, but it was manageable.

Keep reading

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Beauty and the Barnes (12)

FANDOM - MARVEL MCU

PAIRING - Bucky X Reader

WARNINGS - Lots of Smut, Light Hints of Non/Dub-Con, Prostitution, Swearing, Dark Bucky. (I can’t stress enough that this is kinda dark, Buckys an asshole and the kind of behavior that goes on in this fic is in no way acceptable in the real world)

When your father falls deathly ill you fall into a lifestyle you would have never predicted for yourself. Selling your body as a high-class escort isn’t ideal but it’s the only way to find the money you need to help your father, until your first client offers you another way.

Bucky’s mean, coarse and gets a kick out of watching you squirm but he is willing to help your father. All you have to do is sign yourself over to The Winter Soldier, body and soul.

Trapped in The Avengers compound, serving as a PA to a man who’s an absolute beast you find yourself wondering if there’s such a thing as a happy ending?

Masterlist

Chapter Twelve 

Your fingers tentatively probed at your throat, marvelling at the accelerated healing. Tony had injected something into the skin that had made the bruising fade in a matter of hours. When you woke up you looked like a horror show and now, only a few hours later you were good as new. You could still feel a slight ache, but it was manageable.

Keep reading

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Beauty and the Barnes (12)

FANDOM - MARVEL MCU

PAIRING - Bucky X Reader

WARNINGS - Lots of Smut, Light Hints of Non/Dub-Con, Prostitution, Swearing, Dark Bucky. (I can’t stress enough that this is kinda dark, Buckys an asshole and the kind of behavior that goes on in this fic is in no way acceptable in the real world)

When your father falls deathly ill you fall into a lifestyle you would have never predicted for yourself. Selling your body as a high-class escort isn’t ideal but it’s the only way to find the money you need to help your father, until your first client offers you another way.

Bucky’s mean, coarse and gets a kick out of watching you squirm but he is willing to help your father. All you have to do is sign yourself over to The Winter Soldier, body and soul.

Trapped in The Avengers compound, serving as a PA to a man who’s an absolute beast you find yourself wondering if there’s such a thing as a happy ending?

Masterlist

Chapter Twelve 

Your fingers tentatively probed at your throat, marvelling at the accelerated healing. Tony had injected something into the skin that had made the bruising fade in a matter of hours. When you woke up you looked like a horror show and now, only a few hours later you were good as new. You could still feel a slight ache, but it was manageable.

Physical trauma had been dealt with and now you were taking on the phycological side of things. The snow had continued to fall and the grounds of the compound were a pristine white. Not a drop of red in sight. You wrapped your scarf around your neck tightly and tugged your gloves on before slipping out of the door, hesitantly making your way through the snow.

 “What are you doing?”

 You yelped and spun around, nearly slipping on the icy ground in surprise. Bucky moved quickly, his arms grabbing your hips and keeping you upright while he looked almost apologetic about scaring you.

 “I’m sorry.” He said softly, letting go of you.

 “It’s alright, you just surprised me.” You said, grinning at your own clumsiness.

 “My question still stands, what are you doing?” He asked, frowning at the bag in your hands.

 “It’s birdseed!” You exclaimed, holding up the bag for him to study.

 “Why?” He asked, utterly perplexed.

 “Well with all the snow and the ground being frozen solid, the birdies can’t find food very easily so I wanted to help them out.” You explained.

 “Is there anyone you’re not kind to?” He asked in awe.

 “Hydra agents.” You said with a grimace.

 Your quick answer drew a surprised huff of laughter from him before he looked sheepish for laughing at the obviously painful memory.

 “Sorry.” He said, running his hand through his hair nervously.

 “It’s not your fault.” You assured him, linking your arm through his to his astonishment.

 “What are you doing?” He demanded.

 “Trying to stay upright.” You said innocently.

 “Oh.” He said, with a hint of disappointment.

 You untied the bag of birdseed and carefully sprinkled some on top of the snow before pulling Bucky back a few feet to wait. It was only a few moments before one or two birds came to investigate, chirping happily as the pecked at your offering. You watched them happily, glancing at Bucky from time to time. He seemed strangely fascinated by the birds, watching them carefully.

 “Can.. I mean, could…” He stammered, looking at the bag of seed you were holding.

 You smiled and pulled his metal hand towards you, palm facing up and tipped a small pile of seed onto his hand. He closed his fist around it and looked at the birds, deciding against throwing it and scaring them. He silently crept closer and knelt down, slowly extending his hand to drop the seed on the ground when one very brave and curious birds chirped loudly and hopped across the snow to perch on his hand, eating the seed directly from Bucky’s metal appendage. Bucky made a huffing sound of surprise and looked at you helplessly.

 You had to cover your mouth to stifle the laughter at the sight of the big bad Winter Soldier knelt in the snow, too afraid to move lest he scare the robin perched on his metal hand. More and more birds fluttered over, seemingly unbothered by Bucky’s presence and gratefully pecking away at the seed he was holding for them. Slowly, the tension and surprise faded and he actually smiled softly at the strange turn of events.

 Your laughter dissipated into awe and admiration at the sight before you and you felt something like butterflies in your stomach. This was the Bucky who had been hidden beneath the mean and coarse, unrefined man you’d first met. The tender way he held himself was so sweet and kind, you honestly wondered how you had never seen it there before.

 Bucky glanced over at you to see if you were laughing at him and his heart faltered at the way you were gazing at him. Like he was something worth gazing at and not something to recoil from. Even when you’d poured the seed into his metal hand, you hadn’t so much as shuddered at the cool metal despite it having been wrapped around your throat the day prior. You had always been so patient with him, so kind but this was different, It was almost like lo… no, he was imagining things. He turned away, determined to ignore you. Still, you’d never looked at him this way before.

 “Are you seeing this?” Sam asked, peering out of the window.

 “What?” Peter asked, running over, trying to push between Steve and Sam to see what they were looking at.

 “Well who’d have thought?” Steve said, grinning at the sickeningly sweet sight.

 “You did, you can gloat.” Sam sighed.

 “What are you looking at?” Peter asked again.

 “Yes, but I didn’t think they’d come together on their own. I thought they would have needed more of a push.” Steve admitted.

 “What’s going on?” Tony asked, wandering over to see what the fuss was about.

 Steve moved over so Tony could see.

 “Aww, come on!” Peter protested.

 “Well, this is new.” Tony remarked with clear amusement.

 “WHAT’S NEW?” Peter demanded.

 “Nothing your young, innocent eyes needs to see.” Tony joked.

 “But..”

 “They’re gone now.” Steve said apologetically.

 “Who’s gone?” Peter asked.

 “I’ll tell you when you’re older.” Tony said, ruffling Peter’s hair obnoxiously.

 When Bucky finally tore himself away from his new friends he came over and straight away offered you his arm again.

 “Did you want to go inside or, maybe walk a bit?” He asked.

 “We can walk.” You said, trying to hide a shiver.

 “You’re cold.” He of course noticed.

 “I’m ok, I have a coat on.”

 “Have mine.” He insisted, shrugging it off and draping across your shoulders before you could protest.

 “I don’t need it, really… what’s that?” You asked, noticing the heavy weight in the inside pocket.

 “Oh, that’s your book.” He said, blushing slightly.

 “You’re reading it?” You asked delightedly, pulling it out.

 “Yeah. I actually liked it.” He admitted.

 “Liked, you finished it?” You asked, flipping through it.

 “I’m re-reading it, now I know how it ends I wanted to go back and pick up on all the bits I might have missed the first time.” He explained.

 You looked up at him in surprise.

 “You really did like it.” You said softly, not trying to mask the happiness in your voice.

 “I did. The main character was interesting, he started out kind of unlikable. He was naive and foolhardy but I liked how he grew and changed the more he saw of the world and his friendship with the slave grew.” Bucky said eagerly.

 “Yeah, he was a bit stupid at first. So consumed with how everyone else saw him and selfish really but he changed so much as it went on. I really liked how his entire perspective changed as it went on.” You agreed.

 “Why did you lend me that one? How did you know I would like it?” Bucky asked.

 “It’s actually one of my favourites. The author writes a lot of kind or creepy teen fiction stories I grew up with but this was the first thing of his I read that was more grown up. It still has that almost childlike wonder feel to it though.” You gushed.

 “You grew up reading creepy teen fiction stories?” He laughed.

 “I grew up reading just about anything and everything I could get my hands on. When I was about six I was upset because I didn’t have many friends. My grandmother gave me boxes of books she spent weeks collecting from charity shops and second hand stores and told me that ‘as long as I could read, I would always have a friend’.” You admitted.

 “She sounds like an incredibly wise woman.” Bucky noted.

 “She was. She really was.” You sighed wistfully, smiling at the memory of her.

 “I can’t imagine anyone not wanting to be your friend.” He told you honestly.

 “You didn’t want to be my friend.” You pointed out.

 “I did. I do.” He whispered.

 “You say that like you had a chance of refusing.” You smirked.

 “How foolish of me.” He snorted.

 You smiled up at him until you remembered what you’d spent the morning doing and dug through your pockets.

 “Here.” You told Bucky, smiling sweetly and holding out a slip of paper.

 “What’s this?” He frowned, looking over the list of numbers.

 “Phone numbers for physiatrist’s who specialize in working with veterans and people with PTSD. All of them were checked over and recommended by Sam and then thoroughly checked out by Tony and Friday before Steve and I called them all personally and removed any we didn’t think you’d like. If you crumple that piece of paper up, you and I are going to have a problem.” You told him sternly.

 His mature response was to snarl at you.

 “I know you’re from the 40’s where people didn’t talk about the mess inside their minds but if you can bring yourself to accept colour television then you can try therapy. All you have to do is meet them, you don’t even have to talk at all until you want to, even then you can say as much or as little as you like. If they give you advice, it’s your choice as to whether or not you take it. Just pick a name, call them and go sit in an office for an hour a week. Or we can bring them here.” You pleaded.

 “No.”

 “I’m sorry, I’m not explaining this very well. You’re doing it. Once you meet with them it becomes your choice but you are meeting somebody.” You ordered.

 “No, I’m not.” He growled.

 “James Buchanan Barnes so help me god I will drag your snarling ass there myself if I have to.” You huffed.

 Bucky looked confused by your attitude, like a puppy who had just been scolded for the first time. It almost broke your resolve, it was that adorable.

 “No.”

 Adorable or not, bionic arm or not, you were going to start throwing things at him.

 “Look Bucky, you can agree to it or….” You trailed off.

 “Or what?”

 “Steve and Tony want me to move out of your suite, I argued them down on the agreement I would get you to see a professional.” You admitted.

 “NO! They can’t take you away from me.” He said possessively.

 “Then go sit on a couch and glare at a stranger for an hour. Please?” You begged.

 Ideally, therapy would be something that someone would do willingly. Blackmailing him into going was a very last resort though and you weren’t lying when you’d said Steve and Tony had tried to move you into a different room. They were at the end of their ropes with him, the bruising on your throat being the final straw. If this was the only way to get him to speak to someone then so be it.

 “Fine.” He huffed.

 “Really? You’ll do it?” You asked hopefully.

 “For you, I’ll do it for you.” He promised, slipping the paper into his pocket.

 You felt bad that you’d spoiled the good mood but you’d done it with the best of intentions. You knew he needed help, he needed to be able to learn to live with the pain instead of letting it consuming him. But maybe there was a way to get him to smile again… or get yourself in trouble. Either way it was a distraction.

 “What’s that?” You said, frowning at something on the ground.

 “What?” He asked as you pulled your hand from his and ran over to check, bending down for a closer look.

 “Belle what is it?” He demanded, following you.

 Just as he approached his question was answered in the form of a face full of snow and your laughter ringing loudly in his ears. He brushed the powdery white flakes from his face in disbelief and watched with narrowed eyes as you scarpered away, running for cover. You ducked behind a tree and bit down on your lip to stifle a laugh. You nervously peeked our from behind the trunk but he was nowhere to be seen.

 “Looking for me doll?” He whispered in your ear, arms ensconcing your waist to stop you escaping.

 “If I beg for mercy, what are my chances?” You asked timidly.

 “Slim.” He admitted, picking you and carrying you over to a large pile of snow.

 “Bucky no! Please! MERCY! UNCLE! I SURRENDER!” You shrieked to no avail.

 He unceremoniously dumped you into the ice cold pile of snow and chuckled at your shocked spluttering.

 “Cold!” You yelped.

 “It is frozen water.” He shrugged.

 “I hate you.” You huffed, struggling to get up.

 He laughed freely at your pathetic attempts before he finally took pity on you and helped you up. During your struggles, his coat had slipped from your shoulders and your scarf had loosened and you saw his eyes snap to your throat. His hand gently brushed your hair away from your neck and he frowned at the remarkably clear skin.

 “You’re healed.” He said in wonder.

 “Tony. Well, the famous Doctor Banner actually. He gave Tony something to speed up the process and honestly, it was only light bruising anyway.” You explained.

 “Tony did this for you?”

 “Well, I asked if there was anything he could do to speed it up.” You admitted.

 The unspoken confession, that you wanted it gone so he would touch you again, was heard even though you didn’t say it out loud. He leaned in, his lips brushing over the skin in the hollow of your throat and it wasn’t the freezing cold surrounding you that had you shivering. He tenderly kissed every single centimetre of your neck, an apology in every light press of his lips and you basked in the affection. When his mouth traced your jawline you sighed dreamily, cold forgotten.

 He moved up, his lips dangerously close to yours and you sighed softly. That was when your body decided to remind you of how cold you were and a painfully violent shiver rippled through you.

 “You’re frozen!” He exclaimed, fixing his coat around you securely again and pulling you towards the building.

 You didn’t say anything, still affected by what had just transpired. Or almost transpired. There was no denying that something had shifted in the dynamic between the two of you and where there had once been anger and attitude, there was now tenderness and… maybe joy? Whatever it was, it was new and a bit alarming.

A/N - The thing Belle's grandmother said to her was actually something my wonderful granny said to me when I was a little girl and she was right.

Sam: I don't like him. Belle: That's a shame because your family loves him. Sam: What? Belle: *Points at Bucky sat on the ground, covered in birds*

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[barnes-belle]

Beauty and the Barnes (11)

FANDOM - MARVEL MCU

PAIRING - Bucky X Reader

WARNINGS - Lots of Smut, Light Hints of Non/Dub-Con, Prostitution, Swearing, Dark Bucky. (I can’t stress enough that this is kinda dark, Buckys an asshole and the kind of behavior that goes on in this fic is in no way acceptable in the real world)

When your father falls deathly ill you fall into a lifestyle you would have never predicted for yourself. Selling your body as a high-class escort isn’t ideal but it’s the only way to find the money you need to help your father, until your first client offers you another way.

Bucky’s mean, coarse and gets a kick out of watching you squirm but he is willing to help your father. All you have to do is sign yourself over to The Winter Soldier, body and soul.

Trapped in The Avengers compound, serving as a PA to a man who’s an absolute beast you find yourself wondering if there’s such a thing as a happy ending?

Masterlist

Chapter Eleven

“What are you three doing?” Steve demanded.

Tony, Peter and Sam were huddled in front of Bucky’s door and they all simultaneously turned around and shushed him before they pressed their ears to the door again.

Keep reading

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Beauty and the Barnes (11)

FANDOM - MARVEL MCU

PAIRING - Bucky X Reader

WARNINGS - Lots of Smut, Light Hints of Non/Dub-Con, Prostitution, Swearing, Dark Bucky. (I can’t stress enough that this is kinda dark, Buckys an asshole and the kind of behavior that goes on in this fic is in no way acceptable in the real world)

When your father falls deathly ill you fall into a lifestyle you would have never predicted for yourself. Selling your body as a high-class escort isn’t ideal but it’s the only way to find the money you need to help your father, until your first client offers you another way.

Bucky’s mean, coarse and gets a kick out of watching you squirm but he is willing to help your father. All you have to do is sign yourself over to The Winter Soldier, body and soul.

Trapped in The Avengers compound, serving as a PA to a man who’s an absolute beast you find yourself wondering if there’s such a thing as a happy ending?

Masterlist

Chapter Eleven

“What are you three doing?” Steve demanded.

Tony, Peter and Sam were huddled in front of Bucky’s door and they all simultaneously turned around and shushed him before they pressed their ears to the door again.

Keep reading

[barnes-belle]

Beauty and the Barnes (11)

FANDOM - MARVEL MCU

PAIRING - Bucky X Reader

WARNINGS - Lots of Smut, Light Hints of Non/Dub-Con, Prostitution, Swearing, Dark Bucky. (I can’t stress enough that this is kinda dark, Buckys an asshole and the kind of behavior that goes on in this fic is in no way acceptable in the real world)

When your father falls deathly ill you fall into a lifestyle you would have never predicted for yourself. Selling your body as a high-class escort isn’t ideal but it’s the only way to find the money you need to help your father, until your first client offers you another way.

Bucky’s mean, coarse and gets a kick out of watching you squirm but he is willing to help your father. All you have to do is sign yourself over to The Winter Soldier, body and soul.

Trapped in The Avengers compound, serving as a PA to a man who’s an absolute beast you find yourself wondering if there’s such a thing as a happy ending?

Masterlist

Chapter Eleven

“What are you three doing?” Steve demanded.

Tony, Peter and Sam were huddled in front of Bucky’s door and they all simultaneously turned around and shushed him before they pressed their ears to the door again.

Keep reading

[barnes-belle]

Beauty and the Barnes (11)

FANDOM - MARVEL MCU

PAIRING - Bucky X Reader

WARNINGS - Lots of Smut, Light Hints of Non/Dub-Con, Prostitution, Swearing, Dark Bucky. (I can’t stress enough that this is kinda dark, Buckys an asshole and the kind of behavior that goes on in this fic is in no way acceptable in the real world)

When your father falls deathly ill you fall into a lifestyle you would have never predicted for yourself. Selling your body as a high-class escort isn’t ideal but it’s the only way to find the money you need to help your father, until your first client offers you another way.

Bucky’s mean, coarse and gets a kick out of watching you squirm but he is willing to help your father. All you have to do is sign yourself over to The Winter Soldier, body and soul.

Trapped in The Avengers compound, serving as a PA to a man who’s an absolute beast you find yourself wondering if there’s such a thing as a happy ending?

Masterlist

Chapter Eleven

“What are you three doing?” Steve demanded.

Tony, Peter and Sam were huddled in front of Bucky’s door and they all simultaneously turned around and shushed him before they pressed their ears to the door again.

Keep reading

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Beauty and the Barnes (11)

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PAIRING - Bucky X Reader

WARNINGS - Lots of Smut, Light Hints of Non/Dub-Con, Prostitution, Swearing, Dark Bucky. (I can’t stress enough that this is kinda dark, Buckys an asshole and the kind of behavior that goes on in this fic is in no way acceptable in the real world)

When your father falls deathly ill you fall into a lifestyle you would have never predicted for yourself. Selling your body as a high-class escort isn’t ideal but it’s the only way to find the money you need to help your father, until your first client offers you another way.

Bucky’s mean, coarse and gets a kick out of watching you squirm but he is willing to help your father. All you have to do is sign yourself over to The Winter Soldier, body and soul.

Trapped in The Avengers compound, serving as a PA to a man who’s an absolute beast you find yourself wondering if there’s such a thing as a happy ending?

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Chapter Eleven

“What are you three doing?” Steve demanded.

Tony, Peter and Sam were huddled in front of Bucky’s door and they all simultaneously turned around and shushed him before they pressed their ears to the door again.

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Beauty and the Barnes (11)

FANDOM - MARVEL MCU

PAIRING - Bucky X Reader

WARNINGS - Lots of Smut, Light Hints of Non/Dub-Con, Prostitution, Swearing, Dark Bucky. (I can’t stress enough that this is kinda dark, Buckys an asshole and the kind of behavior that goes on in this fic is in no way acceptable in the real world)

When your father falls deathly ill you fall into a lifestyle you would have never predicted for yourself. Selling your body as a high-class escort isn’t ideal but it’s the only way to find the money you need to help your father, until your first client offers you another way.

Bucky’s mean, coarse and gets a kick out of watching you squirm but he is willing to help your father. All you have to do is sign yourself over to The Winter Soldier, body and soul.

Trapped in The Avengers compound, serving as a PA to a man who’s an absolute beast you find yourself wondering if there’s such a thing as a happy ending?

Masterlist

Chapter Eleven

“What are you three doing?” Steve demanded.

Tony, Peter and Sam were huddled in front of Bucky’s door and they all simultaneously turned around and shushed him before they pressed their ears to the door again.

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Beauty and the Barnes (11)

FANDOM - MARVEL MCU

PAIRING - Bucky X Reader

WARNINGS - Lots of Smut, Light Hints of Non/Dub-Con, Prostitution, Swearing, Dark Bucky. (I can’t stress enough that this is kinda dark, Buckys an asshole and the kind of behavior that goes on in this fic is in no way acceptable in the real world)

When your father falls deathly ill you fall into a lifestyle you would have never predicted for yourself. Selling your body as a high-class escort isn’t ideal but it’s the only way to find the money you need to help your father, until your first client offers you another way.

Bucky’s mean, coarse and gets a kick out of watching you squirm but he is willing to help your father. All you have to do is sign yourself over to The Winter Soldier, body and soul.

Trapped in The Avengers compound, serving as a PA to a man who’s an absolute beast you find yourself wondering if there’s such a thing as a happy ending?

Masterlist

Chapter Eleven

“What are you three doing?” Steve demanded.

 Tony, Peter and Sam were huddled in front of Bucky’s door and they all simultaneously turned around and shushed him before they pressed their ears to the door again.

“Will you just sit still!” You pleaded loudly.

 “It stings!” Bucky hissed.

 “It wouldn’t sting as much if you would just sit still!” You told him exasperatedly.

 “It wouldn’t sting at all if you hadn’t ran away.” He snapped.

 “I wouldn’t have ran away if you didn’t tell me to get out.” You threw back.

 “I wouldn’t have told you to if you had just done if you were told.” He said petulantly.

 “I would have done as I was told if I knew why I was told it.” You argued with forced calmness.

 “They’ve been like this for the last ten minutes. We have a bet on how long it will take her to stab him.” Sam sniggered.

 Steve gave them a stern disapproving look for all of three seconds before he leaned closer to the door as well.

 ~~~~

 Bucky turned his head away, refusing to even look at you.

 “I was trying to protect you!” Bucky shouted.

 “I’m not psychic, I didn’t know that. I was worried about you because despite every attempt to push me away, I care about you.” You insisted.

 “Well, I don’t want you to care.” He mumbled childishly.

 “Tough.”

 “Why are you so stubborn?”

 “Pot… Kettle.” You said pointedly.

 “Brat.” He muttered.

 “Beast.” You rebutted.

 He glared at you for a moment before the corners of his lips twitched and he sighed and settled back, letting you resume cleaning the bullet hole.

 “Thank you… for coming after me. I don’t know what would have happened if you hadn’t. You saved me.” You said softly, wiping his shoulder free of blood.

 His hand pulled yours away from his shoulder making you look at him. His eyes were heavy with the weight of a thousand conflicting emotions, none of them pleasant. But the longer you sat there, patiently gazing at him, the calmer he seemed to become. When he leaned closer something hit you, something that should have been glaring obvious before now.

 He had never kissed you.

 He had had you in the most intimate of ways, your lips had tasted each other but the two of you had never actually kissed. You could hear your heartbeat thundering in your ears, echoing like a drumbeat as his gaze flickered to your lips and he moved closer. So close that you could feel the heat radiating off of his skin and the world narrowed down to the two of you, leaning towards each other like an invisible force was pushing you together.

 “Belle..” The name was a whispered plea, filled with a longing so tangible you could feel it in the air.

 You rested your hand on his chest, his heartbeat pulsing beneath your splayed fingers as you closed the distance between you, your eyes fluttering closed as you felt his shuddering breath across you face and then…

 *CRASH*

 “Sorry!!!”

 You turned around to see Tony and Peter stood at the door, torn between shocked and amused and Sam and Steve tangled in a mass of flailing limbs on the floor in front of them.

 “Graceful.” Tony snorted.

 “Man, get off me!” Sam yelped, trying to wriggle out from underneath Steve’s body.

 “I’m trying!” Steve insisted, trying to stand up without crushing Sam anymore than he already had.

 “What the fuck are you doing?” Bucky snarled.

 Everyone went deathly silent for a moment, embarrassment at being caught adding to the palpable tension in the room. Your laughter cut through it all, loud and uncontrollable as you leapt to your feet and hurried over to help Sam up, giggling all the while.

 “I got your car!” Steve yelled quickly.

 “Thank you Steve.” You said kindly, brushing lint off of Sam’s shoulder.

 “You know, you’re entitled to a company car instead of that piece of junk.” Tony offered.

 “I’m perfectly happy with Phillipe.” You laughed.

 “Phillipe? You called your car Phillipe?” Peter asked.

 “Well I could upgrade ‘Phillipe’, add some extra features…” Tony pressed forward.

 “We can discuss it tomorrow.” You said pointedly while Bucky looked at them like he was trying to set them on fire with the power of his mind.

 “Well, we were just coming to tell you we found your car. All of us. Because it seemed like a team effort.” Steve said, scratching the back of his neck and studying something very interesting on the ceiling.

 “Well done team, another successful mission. Avengers disassemble.” Sam snorted.

 “Belle, get some rest. You’ve had a long day. Take a few days, no working.” Steve instructed, throwing a warning look at Bucky.

 You expected Bucky to say something snarky but he just looked extremely chastised, suddenly finding his metal hand very interesting as you waved the four men out of the room.

 “Have you only just noticed that thing?” You joked weakly, taking your seat next to him again.

 “He was right. You have been through a lot, you should go and rest. You need to… heal.” Bucky muttered, shooting furtive glances at your neck.

The truth was, you were exhausted. You couldn’t remember ever being so tired in your life before and everything was hurting something awful. But you were relishing in the pain and tiredness because it was taking up so much of your thinking power and the second any of it eased you would be forced to think about the fact you had killed someone. You didn’t want to think about that, you weren’t ready for that.

 “I’m ok Bucky.” You said gently, picking up a piece of gauze and some medical tape to cover his already healing wound.

 “I’m sorry.” He whispered, almost inaudibly.

 “I know.” You whispered back.

 As soon as you patted the tape down to make sure it was sticking, he was standing up.

 “I’m going to go after Steve, see how and why Hydra were so close to the compound. It’s not good, I need to speak to him. Go to bed.” He instructed.

 “I will, I just need to clear up.”

 “No. I’ll do it.” He said and you looked up at him in surprise.

 “You will? You mean you know how?” You asked.

 “Be quiet.” He growled, rolling his eyes at you.

 “Do you want me to at least show you how to use the pedal that opens the bin?” You offered.

 “Stop.”

 “Oh god, do you even know where the bin is?” You asked, biting the inside of your cheek to temper the laughter threatening to bubble out of you.

 “I’m leaving now.” He warned.

 “Wait!” You yelped, standing up and grabbing his hand.

 He turned back to you with an expectant look and you faltered. He seemed to realise that you were struggling and pulled his hand out of yours to cradle the back of your head.

 “I won’t be far, Friday will be here if you need me.” He promised, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

 Warmth bloomed through your chest at the affectionate gesture and you nodded to show you understood and were ok. As soon as the door closed and you were alone you sunk back down onto the sofa, tears stinging at your eyes.

 A few months ago you had been in university, studying hard and looking forwards to the future. Now, you were bruised, covered in blood that wasn’t your own and you were a killer. A whore and a murderer.

 You had fallen so far and so fast and you were still falling. You were hurtling towards the ground with nothing to hold onto, except Bucky.

 If you fell, would Bucky Barnes catch you?

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 You dreamt of ice and snow and pale moonlight on a lake of blood. You were running through the snow, away from something or towards it, you didn’t know. With every step you sunk further down into the bone numbing cold white snow, until you couldn’t run anymore. All you could do was freeze.

 It was a gunshot that woke you.

 The bang still echoing in your eardrums you fought desperately with the blankets, trying to free yourself. If a gun had been fired that meant there was danger, it meant Bucky was in danger. You had to get to him.

 “Hey, hey, calm down.” Someone instructed, grabbing a hold of you.

 You screamed and pushed at them, throwing yourself back, away from them. It was when the heel of your hand smacked against their shoulder and you heard a grunt of pain that you realised who it was.

 “Bucky? Oh god, Bucky are you ok?” You demanded, grabbing a hold of his arm.

 “I’m fine, you barely hit me.” He assured.

 “The gunshot, who was it? What happened?”

 “What gunshot? I heard…” You gasped, looking at your hands.

 The strangest feeling was tingling in your palms, like you’d just been holding something cold and heavy. You could still feel it. Bucky covered your hands with his own, squeezing them.

 “It was a dream, Belle. Just a dream.” He promised.

 “A dream?”

 “There was no gunshot, I swear.”

 You looked into his worried eyes, your mind calming as you came out of the nightmare fuelled terror. You looked around the room, noticing the chair that had been pulled up next to your bed.

 “Were you watching me sleep?” You asked him.

 “Yes.” He said unashamedly, unapologetically.

 “Why?”

 “Because I didn’t want you to wake up alone from a nightmare.” He explained.

 “Oh. Well, good thinking I guess. Did I hurt you?” You asked, smoothing your hand over his injured shoulder.

 “No.”

 “Liar.” You huffed.

 “It’s nothing compared to how much I hurt you when you woke me from a nightmare.” He said regretfully, gently caressing your throat with his flesh hand.

 “Give me a bionic arm and super strength, see what happens.” You scoffed.

 “I’d rather not.” He chuckled.

 “What time is it?” You asked, noticing it was till dark outside.

 “it’s early, you should go back to bed.” He tried to encourage.

 “So should you, you could join me.” You said, biting your lip nervously.

 “I’m not tired.”

 “That wasn’t what I was suggesting.” You said, a slight blush burning across your cheeks.

 Bucky couldn’t have looked more taken aback if he’d tried and when what you were suggesting fully sunk in, he swallowed thickly.

 “You’re hurt, you’re emotionally and physically exhausted. You need to rest.” He protested.

 “You’re right.” You agreed, your actions saying something else entirely.

 You slid the rest of the covers off of yourself and climbed onto his lap, straddling him. He inhaled sharply when your thighs settled on either side of his and your hands slid across his chest. He looked pained as he closed his eyes so he didn’t have to look at you.

 “I can’t.” He choked out.

 “But… Isn’t this why I’m here?” You asked him, confused and hurt.

 His eyes snapped open, anger clouding his features.

 “It’s not the only reason. If I just wanted an easy fuck, I could have chosen anyone. I wanted you, I needed you. I still need you but I can’t touch you, not when my handprint is bruised into your fucking throat.” He growled, gently dumping you back on the bed.

 “That wasn’t your fault Bucky, you didn’t mean to do it.”

 “Story of my life. Didn’t mean to do it, did it anyway.” He said bitterly.

 “Bucky, I…”

 “Don’t!” He interrupted, shaking his head.

 “I know you forgive me, because that’s just who you are. But I still did it, even if I didn’t mean to do it. How the hell can I take any kind of pleasure from you with that staring back at me? I just.. I need time. I need to let you heal, from all of it. I need to figure it out, how we move forward. Steve said that this can’t happen again and he’s right. I’m dangerous, even when I don’t mean to be. That’s ok, that’s just who I am but I won’t be a danger to you Belle, not ever again. I won’t ever hurt you again. In any way.” He vowed.  

 “Ok.” You agreed, crawling back across the bed to kneel on the edge.

 He looked at you suspiciously as you leaned up and  pressed a soft kiss to his cheek. You were leaning on his chest for balance and felt his heart flutter when your lips touched his skin. All the tension in his body melted away and as you pulled back, he instinctively leaned forward, following you. You laughed under your breath and wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him on the other cheek as well. When you pulled away to look at him, his eyes were alight with wonderment.

 “Goodnight Bucky.” You whispered.

 You released him and lay down, putting a monumental effort into not laughing at him when he nearly fell on the bed.

 “N’night.” He stuttered, and it was dark so you might have been wrong but you thought you saw traces of a blush on his skin.

 He at back down on his chair, prepared to keep his vigilant watch and ward off any more nightmares. It made you feel calmer, and infinitely safer as you drifted back to sleep.

 Maybe Bucky Barnes would be there to catch you after all.

Belle: *Kisses Bucky on the cheek* Bucky: What was that? Belle: Affection... Bucky: Disgusting. Do it again. Tony, Peter, Steve and Sam: But do it louder so we can hear it through the wall!

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[barnes-belle]

Beauty and the Barnes (10)

FANDOM - MARVEL MCU

PAIRING - Bucky X Reader

WARNINGS - Lots of Smut, Light Hints of Non/Dub-Con, Prostitution, Swearing, Dark Bucky. (I can’t stress enough that this is kinda dark, Buckys an asshole and the kind of behavior that goes on in this fic is in no way acceptable in the real world)

When your father falls deathly ill you fall into a lifestyle you would have never predicted for yourself. Selling your body as a high-class escort isn’t ideal but it’s the only way to find the money you need to help your father, until your first client offers you another way.

Bucky’s mean, coarse and gets a kick out of watching you squirm but he is willing to help your father. All you have to do is sign yourself over to The Winter Soldier, body and soul.

Trapped in The Avengers compound, serving as a PA to a man who’s an absolute beast you find yourself wondering if there’s such a thing as a happy ending?

Masterlist

Chapter Ten 

It was a mistake, you knew it was. Whatever was waiting on the other side of that door was not something you could handle, whatever was hurting the super soldier was not a threat you could eliminate. But deep down, you knew there wasn’t an enemy in there, he wasn’t being attacked. It was why you didn’t alert Friday, why you didn’t call for help. The door creaked open and you saw exactly what you’d been afraid of.

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