fckmebarnes

[fckmebarnes]

my nighttime stories

hungry like a wolf

pairing: lumberjack!bucky barnes x female reader

summary: your morning gets derailed when you dare to get out of bed without waking your lumberjack; it turns into him chasing you down—and mounting you.

warnings: 18+ content (minors dni!!!), smut, pwp, piv sex, unprotected sex, possessive sex, creampie, predator and prey kink/primal play kink/chase kink, choking, biting, some breath play, bit of dumbification, very brief overstimulation, dirty talk, daddy kink, praise kink, pet names (bunny, baby), aftercare, established relationship

word count: 3.3k

a/n: here's my week 4 entry in @buckybarnesevents's Hot Bucky Summer event!! y'all voted for lumberjack!Bucky chasing and mounting reader, and i'm very happy to deliver this fic. it's just a fun bit of smut, i don't even have much to say about it except i really enjoyed writing lumberjack!Bucky 🤭 he's just so big and beefy in my head!! anyway, i hope y'all enjoy!! ♡

prompt: FREE WEEK | [Optional prompts: “A” - Auto-fellatio, Aftercare, Aphrodisiac, Anal Play, Ass-to-mouth, Ahegao]

Hot Bucky Summer 2025 masterlist

You slipped from beneath the warm blankets just as the sun was beginning to peak out from between the nearby mountains. Pale, pearly light crept across the cabin’s wooden floorboards, which were cool beneath your toes, the chill of night still clinging to the corners of the bedroom.

Lingering at the edge of the bed, you glanced back at the small mountain of blankets, knowing your lumberjack, Bucky Barnes, was buried beneath it. You could hear his soft, rumbling snores, and could easily imagine the comforting weight of his arms wrapped around your waist, his nose buried in the back of your neck.

It was tempting to get back into bed and snuggle up to your beefy lumberjack, but you knew it was time to start the day. So you pushed up from the mattress and padded across the room on silent feet.

Although it was the start of summer, it still got cold at night up in the mountains, and it seemed to be chilliest just after dawn. So, as much as you knew Bucky would love to find you in the kitchen without a stitch of clothing on, you needed to grab something to ward off the chill.

One of Bucky’s flannels was draped over the arm of a chair in the corner by the dresser, and a smile tugged at the corners of your mouth when you recognized it as the shirt he’d worn the day before. You knew it would smell like him, and you couldn’t stop yourself from snatching it off the chair.

You probably should’ve tugged on some leggings and a sweater, and gotten dressed for the day in your own clothes. But as you slid your arms into the sleeves of the flannel shirt, Bucky’s scent filled your senses—like woodsmoke and oakmoss—and you couldn’t imagine wearing anything else. 

Especially since you knew how Bucky would react when he eventually followed you out of bed and saw what you were wearing. Your lumberjack always loved seeing you in his clothes, and you knew that morning would be no different.

The worn wool of the flannel shirt was warm against your bare skin, and you closed your eyes, savoring the feeling of it as you swiftly did up the buttons. Before you left the bedroom, you tucked your nose into the collar and breathed deep, letting Bucky’s scent calm you before you started your day.

Not wanting to wake your lumberjack, you moved quietly through the rustic, cozy cabin he’d built. The floorboards were smooth and clean beneath your feet as you padded down the stairs from the lofted bedroom, and made your way to the kitchen.

With perfect, practiced movements, you set about making coffee, snacking on some leftover strawberry rhubarb pie you’d made earlier that week. While the coffee brewed, you stood at the sink, watching the sunlight creep across the yard, illuminating the stack of wood that fed the cabin’s furnace, and the dense forest beyond.

It wasn’t until after the coffee was brewed and you were nearly done sipping on a warm mug, still watching the growing light of day, that you heard Bucky’s lumbering gate crossing the bedroom above you. 

He’d no doubt risen when he’d discovered you were no longer in bed with him, and you tracked his movements as he followed you to the kitchen.

Thick, burly arms wrapped around your waist from behind and his broad chest pressed to your back, his big body curling around your smaller form. His chin rested on your shoulder, his scruffy cheek brushing against your soft skin enough to make you giggle softly.

“G’morning, bunny,” Bucky rumbled in a deep, sleep-roughed voice that sent gentle sparks darting down between your thighs. 

Already, your body was responding to the closeness of your lumberjack, a warmth blooming in your core as your desire unfurled like the petals of a flower searching for the sun. 

With a little hum of delight, you rose up on your tiptoes until you felt the bulge in Bucky’s sweatpants, a smile teasing your lips when the hard length wedged between the curves of your ass. Turning your head to the side, you caught his eye over your shoulder.

“Good morning, Buck,” you murmured, reaching up, your nails scraping teasingly through the scruff on his jaw. You dug in, pulling his face close enough to press a kiss against the corner of his mouth over your shoulder. “Did you sleep well?”

There was a teasing lilt to your tone, and you weren’t surprised when a playful growl rumbled in your lumberjack’s chest. After all, you’d been the one to keep him up late into the night, riding his cock until you were both too exhausted to move.

“I slept great,” Bucky rasped, pressing his face into your neck and brushing a kiss to your pulse point. Then without warning, he nipped that same sensitive spot and your breath hitched in your throat. “Until I woke up in a cold bed when I should’ve had a sweet bunny warming my cock.”

You hummed not-so-sympathetically and took another sip of your coffee before putting it in the sink. You were trying your damndest not to let your lumberjack know just how tempting his words were. 

But when he hugged you more tightly in his arms, pinning your hips against the counter and grinding his cock deeper into your ass, it was all you could do to bite back a moan.

“You look good in my shirt,” Bucky purred in your ear before nipping the fleshy part. His bite was sharp enough to make you gasp, your spine arching and pressing your ass harder against his bulge.

You knew Bucky well enough to know what he was doing—trying to delay the start of the day by working you up with his cock and his mouth until you were a whimpering mess begging him to fuck you.

Well, two could play that game. You didn’t want to go to work anymore than he did.

Turning in Bucky’s hold, you wrapped your arms around your lumberjack’s broad shoulders and dragged him closer, until his bulge was throbbing against your belly. You gave him your most innocent smile, and said, in your sweetest voice, “Thank you, daddy.”

The playful smirk slid off Bucky’s face, replaced by a hungry snarl. As you watched, his eyes darkened, growing hungry like a wolf’s after a hard winter. Between your bodies, his cock twitched with an impatience you knew all too well. 

“I see you’re choosing violence first thing in the morning, huh, baby?” Bucky asked, his hands grabbing your hips and holding you pinned against his broad, muscular body. 

His bulge was digging into your soft belly so deliciously that you wanted to lift your leg and hook it over your lumberjack’s hip. You wanted the thick, hard length of his cock grinding against your pussy, making you both desperate until he’d had enough and took you right there in the kitchen.

But instead, you gave an insolent shrug.

“It’s not first thing in the morning for me, daddy,” you said sweetly, putting extra emphasis on the dirty pet name that drove Bucky wild. “I’ve been up for a little while now.”

Another growl rumbled in Bucky’s chest, this one low and menacing. His blue eyes were dark with lust as he stared down at you, and his hands were hungry in the way they groped your hips roughly. 

It took every bit of your self-control to suppress a victorious grin, knowing you’d won by getting Bucky all riled up before he could do the same to you. You held your breath, waiting with breathless anticipation to see how he’d respond to your teasing provocation. 

“You better run, bunny,” Bucky warned in a deep, rumbling tone, giving your hips one last squeeze before he began easing away. “Because when I catch you, I’ll make you scream for daddy.” With a sharp, encouraging swat to your ass, Bucky stepped back, giving you room to flee. 

For one long, delicious moment, you stared into Bucky’s eyes, reveling in the tension crackling between the two of you. This was one of your favorite games to play, and Bucky knew it. He knew how much you enjoyed being chased, being caught, being fucked with your body pinned beneath his beefy form.

All thoughts about going to work and how you should’ve started getting ready for the day were completely abandoned by the time the moment ended—and you took off like a shot.

Scampering through the lower level of the cabin, you bounded up the stairs to the second floor as fast as you could, your feet pounding on the wood. Your heart was racing in your chest, your blood pumping in your ears, and yet you could still feel the heavy, thumping footfalls of Bucky giving chase. 

He’d given you a few seconds head-start, but you knew it was an inevitability that he’d catch you. And that was exactly what you wanted. 

You wanted him to snatch you off your feet, bend you over the nearest surface and fuck you like a beast staking a claim on your cunt. He was the wolf and you were his prey—his bunny. 

You could feel your heartbeat hammering against your ribs and thrumming between your thighs, you pussy growing more and more damp with every desperate step you took. You knew Bucky was hot on your heels, and you anticipated the moment he’d grab you even as you raced across the loft to escape him for just another second. 

The hungry lumberjack caught you at the edge of the bed, tackling you onto the soft blankets. His arms wrapped protectively around your body, one big hand tucking your head beneath his chin to ensure you weren’t hurt while he took you down to the mattress.

Before you could even gasp for breath, Bucky rolled you under him, your back to his front, his cock brushing your ass through his sweatpants. He yanked you up onto your knees, kneeling behind you while his hands groped your hips and thighs hard enough to leave marks.

Bucky’s big body curled around yours, and he was everywhere—surrounding you, overwhelming you. His hands snuck under your soft flannel shirt, groping your tits and pinching your nipples while you gasped and squirmed beneath him. 

When he dragged his blunt teeth down the curve of your neck, you shuddered. Instinctively, you melted into the bed, your body going pliant in your lumberjack’s hands as you submitted to his delicious torture. 

“Gotcha,” he growled into your skin before sinking his teeth mercilessly into the base of your throat, where your neck met your shoulder. 

“Ah!” you cried, trembling from the exquisite edge of pain and pleasure. Already, you were dripping down your thighs, and you pushed your ass back into Bucky’s bulge, a whine rising in your throat as you tipped your head to the side in a show of submission.

“That’s my good bunny,” Bucky rumbled, his hands kneading roughly at your tits, rolling your nipples between his fingers and dragging needy whines from your lips. “Such pretty, perfect prey for daddy, yeah?” 

There was a slight breathlessness to Bucky’s voice, like he was still catching his breath from the chase you’d led him on, and it made pride surge in your heart. A dazed smile curled the edges of your mouth and your eyes were glazed over, but you nodded slightly. 

“Yeah, daddy, your prey,” you mumbled, barely knowing what you were saying. 

Bucky pressed his grin into your cheek, growling, “Good girl,” before he caught your lips in a fierce kiss. You moaned at the taste of him, and he licked the sound from your mouth, his lips hungry as they devoured yours. 

All too soon, Bucky pulled away, leaving you gasping. But then you felt him pushing down his sweatpants, one arm still curled around your waist to hold you in place.

His thick cock bounced between your legs, and you moaned obscenely, your cheek pressed to the blankets as you pushed your hips back, squeezing your soft thighs around his stiff length. You could feel him slipping through the desire coating your skin, but he wasn’t inside you, which was what you really needed.

Before you had a chance to beg Bucky to fuck you, he was lining up the tip of his cock with your entrance, dragging the head teasingly between your folds. Then, with a vicious grunt, Bucky shoved inside, burying his cock deep in your cunt with one thrust.

“Bucky,” you choked out, pleasure slicing through you like a winter wind through the trees, stealing your breath and leaving you trembling. Your eyes rolled back in your head as you let the pleasure overwhelm you, turning you into a babbling mess. “Oh god, it’s s’good, s’full—daddy.”

Your lumberjack chuckled huskily against your neck, clearly delighted that he’d already made you mindless with his cock. 

Then he was wrapping you up in his big, burly arms, one strong hand going around your throat while the other curved around your shoulder from the front. 

In seconds, he had you pinned so securely to his chest, you couldn’t move. Something about his hold settled you, and you relaxed in his arms, giving your body over to his. 

He’d won the chase, he’d caught you, and you wanted him to do whatever he wanted with you.

“If you think that’s good, baby,” Bucky began, grinding his hips into your ass, making you feel every inch of his cock where it was buried to the hilt inside you. “Just wait till daddy fucks your sweet cunt so hard you’ll be screaming my name.” He squeezed your throat lightly. “You’re my prey, bunny, now be a good girl and take my fucking cock.”

Even if you’d had anything to say to Bucky’s filthy words, even if you’d managed to formulate a tart response to sass your lumberjack, you wouldn’t have been able to voice it. Because just then, Bucky started fucking you—hard and fast and so deep, you swore you could feel him in your guts.

Bucky rutted into you like a man possessed, pounding his cock into your cunt as if he was intent on making you feel him for every minute of that long summer day while you were apart from each other. His hips clapped against your ass with every brutal thrust, his balls swinging between your thighs to smack against your clit.

And all the while, he held your throat in his strong grasp, squeezing you firmly, possessively. His hand collaring your throat was a constant reminder that you were his while he claimed your body in the most primal way possible.

Your lumberjack fucked you so thoroughly, all you could do was moan and take it, so that’s what you did. You took his cock happily, eagerly. Your lips were parted in an endless stream of obscene sounds, your pleasure spilling from your mouth so Bucky knew how much you were enjoying him using your body.

He held you so securely, that there was nothing for you to do as he pulled you back and forth to meet his cock with every thrust. Your hands fisted in the blankets of the bed, nails digging into the soft fabric as you sobbed and moaned in pleasure, heading toward a decimating release.

You were helpless to the bliss Bucky wrought on your body. All you could do was feel, and it felt so. Fucking. Good. Heady, prickling pleasure swirled through your body, gathering like a thunderstorm intent on breaking the heat and tension coiling tight in your belly.

Your lumberjack must’ve recognized the signs of your body hovering on the edge—the way your voice went higher-pitched and needier, the way your pussy fluttered around his pounding cock—because he started fucking you harder and faster, his harsh breaths filling your ears. 

“Come for me, baby, come on daddy’s cock like my perfect little bunny,” Bucky commanded in a gruff voice, his scruffy cheek jaw over your cheek. “C’mon, let me feel that cunt milking my cock, baby—come for me.”

Bucky’s fingers dug into the sides of your throat, choking you enough that your head went a little fuzzy and your sounds of pleasure turned to rasping whimpers and desperate mewls. At the same time, his other hand slipped between your thighs and rubbed your clit, and it was exactly what you needed to push you over the edge.

“BUCKY!” you screamed your lumberjack’s name as you shattered apart. The storm broke and the tension in your body snapped, giving way to a torrent of pleasure that swept over you and carried you away. 

Distantly, you were aware of Bucky grunting viciously when he felt the tight clench of your pussy, and he fought against the rhythmic pulsing of your body to fuck you harder. His thrusts turned wild as he chased his own pleasure in your squeezing cunt.

A moment later, he gave a deafening roar and spilled inside you, his cock twitching and dragging a mindless moan from your lips as he filled you up with his come. His hands tightened on your body while his hips worked, fucking his come deeper and deeper into your hot cunt as he shot rope after rope inside you. 

You gave a weak whimper, your pussy throbbing around his thick cock as he dragged out your pleasure. But Bucky wasn’t done—he kept fucking you until you were both trembling from the overstimulation. Then, he finally relented. 

The two of you collapsed into the blankets of the bed, Bucky rolling onto his side and turning you to face him. The movement caused his cock to slip from your well-used pussy, and his come spilled down your thighs, making a mess.

Neither of you cared, though, as you caught your breath together, tangled up in each other’s arms. You placed a hand gently over the center of Bucky’s chest, feeling the power of his racing heart beneath his skin. He pressed a kiss to your forehead, holding you tight in his strong arms.

“Now that is how you have a good morning,” you joked, your voice still a little breathless. With a smile, you tipped your head back, your mouth searching for Bucky’s.

When he ducked his head, his lips meeting yours, you shared a slow, sweet good morning kiss with your lumberjack, the both of you basking in the afterglow of your pleasure. The growing sunlight was streaking across the bedroom, teasing your bare feet with its warmth, but you couldn’t be bothered to pull away from Bucky just yet.

“I always have a good morning with you, baby,” Bucky rumbled, his tone steeped in so much affection and warmth, it nearly took your breath away. Then he nipped gently at your lower lip, catching it between his teeth in a teasing bite. “Even if sometimes I have to chase you down to get it.”

Your lumberjack’s taunting words had a laugh bubbling up your throat and spilling from your lips. Before he could rub it in any more that he’d caught you, you dragged him back in for a longer, deeper kiss. Soon, your hands began to wander over his broad shoulders and down his beefy, burly chest.

By the time you and Bucky dragged yourselves from bed and actually started your days, morning was half over and the coffee in the pot had long since burned. Still, you took your time getting dressed, making more coffee and sharing kisses in between, both of you getting to work late. 

But you wouldn’t have traded your morning for anything. You loved every minute you spent with your lumberjack, Bucky Barnes—and you couldn’t wait for the weekend when you got to have him all to yourself. Then the two of you would really have some fun.

thanks for reading!! comments and reblogs are always appreciated ♡

Hot Bucky Summer 2025 masterlist

[fckmebarnes]

head full of getting wrecked

Dbf!Bucky who is so rough and romantic

Pairing: Dbf!Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: Your dad’s best friend,Bucky, who fucks and fingers you

Warning: Bucky as a whole, pussy spanks, spitting. Some degrading, hickeys, dacryphilia, rough-ish sex, overstimulation

Word count: 1k+

Dbf!Bucky who spits on your pussy and spanks it before sliding his cock in just to watch you squirm. He grunts a rough "you like that, huh? fuckin' messy girl" his metal thumb circling your clit with the kind of pressure that makes your hips lift off the bed. “How would your dad feel if he knew I fucked his little girl dumb?” He says with a sickening smile.

Dbf!Bucky who grabs your chin and tilts it up, slipping his fingers inside your mouth, holding it open like you’re his to command. His voice is low, teasing, almost cruel as he murmurs, “Tears already, sweetheart? I haven’t even warmed you up yet.” Then he plunges in, relentless and unforgiving, fucking you hard and deep, pushing past every limit until your eyes glaze over and roll back, lost in the rush he’s dragging you through.

Dbf!Bucky who presses just the tip against you, dragging it slow and cruel while your thighs are pinned wide in his grip, like he’s got all the time in the world to watch you come undone. “You need it that bad, baby? Then ask. Tell daddy how much you want it.” And he stays perfectly still until your voice breaks trying.

Dbf!Bucky who never stops muttering filth as he moves inside you—“tight little pussy, fuck,” “meant to be stuffed full of me,” every word rasped right against your ear, low and possessive—but his hands never stop roaming soft over your skin, anchoring you, calming you. He presses slow, reverent kisses between your shoulder blades, each one like a quiet apology for how deep he’s driving, how good it hurts. And even when his thrusts turn rough, relentless, there’s a sweetness to the way he holds you close, like he’s breaking you down just to put you back together again.

Dbf!Bucky who pins your wrists above your head with one hand, holding you there like you’re nothing but his to play with. The other slips between your thighs, and he doesn’t start slow—he presses the heel of his hand against your clit, grinding down fast and relentless, until your hips are jerking and your breath’s coming in broken gasps. You twitch under him, overstimulated and aching, but he just leans in with that smug little smirk and murmurs, “What’s wrong, sweetheart? Too much already?” Like he hasn’t even started.

Dbf!Bucky who doesn’t let you hide when your body starts to unravel—no turning your head, no squeezing your eyes shut. The second you start shaking from the force of it, he grabs your face, fingers firm around your jaw, tilting your head until your eyes lock with his. His gaze is dark, hungry, like he’s drinking in every second of your ruin. “That’s it” he grunts, voice rough and low. “Fuckin’ look at me when you cum. I want it burned into you—want you to remember exactly who fucks you this good. Who you fall apart for.”

Dbf!Bucky who says “good girl” like it’s both a blessing and a warning—low, firm, and thick with pride. The kind of voice that wraps around your spine and makes your body obey before your mind can catch up. He watches you take him, inch by inch, like you were made for it, and leans in close, murmuring, “That’s my perfect girl. Taking every inch like you were built for me. Just for me” And the way he says it—like it’s the only truth—makes you squeeze tighter, soak him deeper, desperate to keep earning that praise no matter how much it unravels you.

Dbf!Bucky who keeps thrusting deep and steady while his fingers find your clit, pressing down just enough to make you jolt. He rubs in slow, torturously precise circles—no mercy, no break—dragging out every twitch, every gasp like it’s his favorite song. You’re squirming beneath him, hips trying to shift away from the overwhelming pressure, but he just tightens his grip, that lazy, smug grin never leaving his face. “C’mon, baby” he murmurs, voice like velvet laced with heat. “Don’t run now. I know your body better than you do. I know exactly what it needs—and how far it can go.” And he doesn’t stop. Not until you cum with a cry.

Dbf!Bucky who fucks you hard, relentless and fierce, driving into you with everything he’s got—but the moment tears spill down your cheeks, he’s gentle, brushing your hair away like it’s the most precious thing in the world. He presses a soft kiss to your cheek, voice dropping to the gentlest whisper, “Pretty doll” even as his hips slam into you with the force that leaves you both gasping, like he’s trying to break you apart and build you back up all at once. That fierce, fierce love—wild and tender—is written all over him.

Dbf!Bucky who lifts you up effortlessly while still deep inside you, holding you close like you’re weightless in his arms. He carries you to the bathroom, his grip firm but gentle, until he settles you down in his lap, both of you sinking into the warm water of the tub. The heat wraps around you like a soft promise. His hands glide over your skin, slow and reverent, as he murmurs against your ear, “Relax, sweetheart. Let me clean you up. Took me so well.” His voice is low and soothing, but there’s steel beneath it—like he’s proud, like you’re exactly where you belong.

Dbf!Bucky who turns you toward the mirror while you’re still trembling, your legs unsteady, his release already slipping down your thigh. Your makeup’s a mess—mascara smudged, lips swollen, eyes rolled back into your skull—and he just stands behind you, palm splayed across your waist like he’s grounding you there. He leans in close, voice a gravelly whisper against your ear, “Look at that. Look at you. You should see how fuckin’ pretty you are like this—ruined, dripping full of my cum.” His eyes don’t leave your reflection as he lets his fingers trail down, slow and deliberate, like he wants to memorize every inch of the wreckage he caused.

Dbf!Bucky who leaves a deep, grinding bruise on your inner thigh with his mouth. doesn't bite-but sucks hard and slow enough to make you whimper, just so he can pull back and say "You’re all mine. No one is ever going to see you like this. You’re just for me."

[fckmebarnes]

oh my god. the new fic?? sobbing ooooh my god i need him. ໒꒰ྀིっ˕‹̥̥̥ ꒱ྀི১ she achin.

EHEHEHEHE thank u my cutie pie 🥺🥺🫶🏻🫶🏻 she was throbbing the whole time

[fckmebarnes]

hiii it's bubbles!!!!

camboy!bucky is LITERALLY the best!!!!!! i love you & thank youuuu🤞

-🫧

THANK UUUUUU hehehehe i love uuuuu im sooo glad u loved it teehee

[fckmebarnes]

dude I fwickinf love your fanfics and ur little rants abt Bucky LIKE OMGGFFFDDD HONESTLY!!!!! THE CAMBOY BUCKY HAS GOT TO BE A NEW FAVE OF MINE AND I LOVED THE NEW FIC U WROTE OF HIM 🥹

WIADJWKDJWKDHD THANK YOU SOOO MICH 😭😭🫶🏻🫶🏻🥺🥺 THIS MEANS SO MICH TO MEEEE

Trust this is not the last of camboy!Bucky/reader 🤭🤭

[fckmebarnes]

your idol

camboy!bucky x camgirl!reader

18+ smut — men and minors dni. somno. (pre established) toy use (dildo/vibrator) squirting. multiple orgasms. breeding kink if you squint a little. daddy nickname. fingering (r). bucky is insatiable. he needs u fr.

wc 2.1k

a/n — this came from a place of horny (somno is one of my top kinks), along with this request. i felt this one in my pussy when writing it. this is just the start of camboy!bucky & camgirl!reader <3

“you guys would not believe how wet she is right now…” bucky’s voice is soft; quiet. with his eyes glued to your pussy, he pulls the translucent purple dildo out of your hole slowly — watching at is sheens in the slick coming from you.

“bet it doesn’t pick up well on camera…” he mutters, still watching your cunt as he pushes it back inside you.

you were knocked out — taking a nap after going several rounds with bucky was what you and your body needed

and you gave him permission to keep playing afterwards.

of course he took it.

your leg was hiked up as you rested on your side, an arm propped under your pillow and a blue night dress adorned your body.

the fabric was riding up on your hip, your cunt exposed with how you hiked your leg up further than the other. you always claimed it was a comfortable sleeping position but he knew you better than that.

it was an easy access position — one you only did when you wanted him to take advantage of you.

and here he was. fulfilling your wish.

“fuck, baby…” his own cock twitches in his lap as he watches your cunt swallow the dildo all over again — imagining it was his own cock sinking into your wet cunt.

not yet. he has to be patient. give the viewers what they want.

even if his cock is painfully hard right now and leaking all over the sheets.

he spreads your ass with his other hand, sinking the dildo to a hilt into your cunt as he reached over and grabs a small bullet vibrator.

“gonna make this pretty pussy sing around this fake dick…” he mutters, eyeing the chat of the live stream and hearing the sound of pings incoming — signaling that he’s getting extra tipped.

he hadn’t done anything like this with you before, but it was pre-established you both wanted to make this sort of content — whether it be for your own two eyes or for your shared account — it didn’t matter.

you both just wanted to play with each other.

he goes to grip his own cock in his hands, moving ahis fist at the same pace the dildo was fucking your pussy. it made his head spin at how easy you were for him — how easy you were to open up and let him take you like this whenever he wanted.

and you both were getting paid for it?

fuck. it made his cock twitch harder in his hand.

he never thought that he would ever do cam work let alone be with someone who did cam work and collaborate. but somehow he got lucky with you.

meeting you on the first few nights of his own career launching, needing some subscribers and some exposure but being the humble man he was — he didn’t reach out or initiate first.

until he saw you one time on live.

you were fucking your pretty pussy with a clear, glass dildo — tits bouncing with each thrust as you fucked yourself with it on the floor.

you had your fingers strumming your clit and the other twisted a nipple and he swore he never saw someone more beautiful than you when he saw you squirt on camera.

“you sound so fucking good, baby…” he mutters all to himself as he stops jerking his cock, taking the vibrator and turning it on before slotting it between your swollen cunt and the blanket that was snug between your legs

involuntarily, your hips jerk — a warm sensation spreading through your body as you move your hips against the sheets. he watches your body hungrily, biting his lip as he starts moving his hand on his own cock again.

your brows furrow as you keep your speed up, dreams blending together, not knowing what you were truly dreaming about or not.

all you knew was you had an ache — one so deep only bucky would’ve been able to fix it.

and he knew that.

sly little shit.

“makin’ a mess of the sheets, doll.” he coos softly as he turns to the camera and pulls it closer, letting everyone see your cunt glistening in the low ring light setting.

he looks back over at your cunt as he swipes a metal finger through your folds — your hips backing up into him instinctively.

“so responsive…so sensitive…” he trails off as he hears your quite whimpers filter through your lips, fingers clutching the sheets gently.

he pushes the tip of his fingers slowly into your hole, easily letting him in as you settle your hips back down — nuzzling into the silk pillowcase. his eyes travel up the length of your body, settling on your face.

that was something that was kept private by the rest of the internet except him.

you didn’t mind it, either.

in fact you kinda loved it. made it feel like he has a more possessive claim over you — being the only one able to bask in your pleasure.

that’s what he loved most about doing this with you.

he draws his finger back, lips parting softly at the sight of his digit covered in your slick. he has to bring it up to his lips, moaning softly at the taste of you on his tongue.

“such a sweet sleepy pussy…” he sinks his finger back into your cunt before he’s grabbing the camera off the tripod and holding it in his free hand.

“look how well she takes me — even in her sleep.” he groans as he sinks a second one in, your hips pushing back against his touch as you whine into the pillow. he chuckles to himself, knowing you can’t help it. your body is just that needy for him.

“shh..” he coos, picking up the pace with his fingers fucking your cunt. his cock bobs in between your thighs, nudging your clit every so often with the way his arm moves to fuck you. he groans every time he feels your swollen clit bump his sensitive tip — leaking and spreading a mess all over you.

“think i can make her cum like this?” he whispers mostly to the livestream — watching your face furrow in frustration as your hips start bucking gently against his fingers, his thumb coming to rub your clit as you let out the softest moan in your sleep.

“fuck.” his moan is deep; guttural. the only kind you can possess form him like that.

and you weren’t even awake this time.

after a few more lazy strokes to your clit and curling his two thick fingers inside of you, he had you cumming around his digits in seconds — your hips stuttering against his hold as he feels his cock ache painfully.

he needs to be inside you — feel your warmth around his aching cock.

“good girl.” even if you’re knocked out, he still needs to praise you. and your body responds to it the second you clench around his fingers as they stay buried in you for a second.

you’re dripping down his wrist and arm at this point — a mess had already been on the sheets from you rutting into them before all of this and started.

you couldn’t help it, you were a needy little thing in your sleep.

he keeps the camera positioned for a second before he pulls his fingers out of your pussy, watching the way it clenches around air from the loss of being filled

you whimpered in your sleep. that made his cock twitch — slapping against your wet folds.

he puts the camera back onto the tripod, getting the best angle of his thighs, your ass presented to the camera and the short length of your back before it disappears.

your wet cunt is on display for everyone at home to see, whoever is lazily jerking off to it.

at least bucky got to feel it for real.

he takes his metal fist and wraps it around his cock giving it a few jerks before he’s pressing the tip into your wet hole.

a debauched moan leave his lips before he’s even sinking into you. he feels almost embarrassed but to be quite honest after feeling you cum and jerk around his fingers mere seconds ago — he couldn’t have given a fuck.

“shit baby… you’re so tight…” he ends up leaning over the length of you for a second as he pushes all the way in — your cunt stretching nicely around the thickness of his cock.

he peppers kisses on the exposed skin on your shoulder, his scruff of his beard scratching against you making you stir slightly.

well, it was mostly the scratching of his beard.

you let out the softest, most pathetic sleepy moan bucky had ever heard in his life, following along with his name.

“buck…?”

the sound along has him almost busting a fucking nut.

he draws his hips back before he’s slamming them back into you, making you moan again, louder.

“shh..sweetheart,” he mumbles against your shoulder as his lips travel up your shoulder to your neck, right under your earlobe. “daddy’s just gotta take care of this sleepy pussy, alright?”

you’re so fucking sleepy and out of it that you don’t even process yourself nodding your head, nor the way your hips lift up and your ass pressed firmly against his own hips — driving the tip of his cock to your sweet spot.

“mm..” is all that leaves your throat as your eyes flutter open for a split second to look down at see bucky’s metal arm holding his body weight up and over you — his hips thrusting into you at a pace that rocked you back to sleep.

“atta girl, go back to sleep. daddy’ll take care of the rest…” he murmurs against your skin as you whimper in your sleep. he lets out a satisfied grunt as he pulls his hips back and reaches for the vibrator, pushing it into your hole while his cock sinks back into you.

the vibrations has him shivering.

“oh fuck…” his whimpers are muffled by your skin as he starts fucking you deep and slow, feeling the toy inside you and snug up against his shaft makes his head dizzy.

“fuck baby…oh god…” he’s now being reduced to a whimper, whining mess as he feels you drip all over him and his balls, down onto the sheets.

he feels your cunt clench the toy and him, hips rutting back against him as he makes sure you feel every single inch of his thick cock inside you. wanting to make sure even in your sleep — you can feel how deep he is.

so he takes he metal hand and leans onto his elbow before pressing his hand against your lower tummy, chest pressed against your back at this point

he’s rocking into you helplessly

he hears you whimper into your pillow as you press against him further, his own moans falling from his lips as he feels himself getting pushed to the edge.

he reaches further below your tummy with his metal fingers to press against your clit — the added stimulation making your cunt squeeze him hard enough to trigger his orgasm. the sound of the tip jar notification going off gets drowned out by blood rushing to his ears.

“oh…fuck—! take it, doll. every last drop…mm..” whimpering against your skin he rubs your clit making sure to get you there again, addicted to the feel of your cunt squeezing his cock.

he feels your body come after him, hops convulsions against him, still in your sleepy state.

your fists bunched tightly at the sheets as you moan into them, eyes screwed shut as you squirt all over his cock and the sheets.

he groans as notices you made an entire mess of him and yourself, kissing your skin gently.

“good fuckin’ girl…takin’ all of my cum…even in your sleep your pussy can’t get enough.” he’s reached to pull the toy out first and shutting it off before pulling out himself, taking the camera to show the after math

he angles the camera to show his hot cum leaking out of your wrecked cunt, dripping onto the soaked sheets below. his thumb finds your hole and pushes some more of his cum back in — his screen lighting up with tip after tip after tip.

he grins, feeling your cunt clench around his finger.

“gotta fill this pussy up one more time. she’s begging for it. see ya sluts later.” he says before he’s turning off the camera and live, tossing the phone and pulling you into his chest before sinking right back into you.

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MY LIFE IS SO GOOD RN. 😭😭😭😭😭😭

LMAOOOO 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

[fckmebarnes]

your idol

camboy!bucky x camgirl!reader

18+ smut — men and minors dni. somno. (pre established) toy use (dildo/vibrator) squirting. multiple orgasms. breeding kink if you squint a little. daddy nickname. fingering (r). bucky is insatiable. he needs u fr.

wc 2.1k

a/n — this came from a place of horny (somno is one of my top kinks), along with this request. i felt this one in my pussy when writing it. this is just the start of camboy!bucky & camgirl!reader <3

“you guys would not believe how wet she is right now…” bucky’s voice is soft; quiet. with his eyes glued to your pussy, he pulls the translucent purple dildo out of your hole slowly — watching at is sheens in the slick coming from you.

“bet it doesn’t pick up well on camera…” he mutters, still watching your cunt as he pushes it back inside you.

you were knocked out — taking a nap after going several rounds with bucky was what you and your body needed

and you gave him permission to keep playing afterwards.

of course he took it.

your leg was hiked up as you rested on your side, an arm propped under your pillow and a blue night dress adorned your body.

the fabric was riding up on your hip, your cunt exposed with how you hiked your leg up further than the other. you always claimed it was a comfortable sleeping position but he knew you better than that.

it was an easy access position — one you only did when you wanted him to take advantage of you.

and here he was. fulfilling your wish.

“fuck, baby…” his own cock twitches in his lap as he watches your cunt swallow the dildo all over again — imagining it was his own cock sinking into your wet cunt.

not yet. he has to be patient. give the viewers what they want.

even if his cock is painfully hard right now and leaking all over the sheets.

he spreads your ass with his other hand, sinking the dildo to a hilt into your cunt as he reached over and grabs a small bullet vibrator.

“gonna make this pretty pussy sing around this fake dick…” he mutters, eyeing the chat of the live stream and hearing the sound of pings incoming — signaling that he’s getting extra tipped.

he hadn’t done anything like this with you before, but it was pre-established you both wanted to make this sort of content — whether it be for your own two eyes or for your shared account — it didn’t matter.

you both just wanted to play with each other.

he goes to grip his own cock in his hands, moving ahis fist at the same pace the dildo was fucking your pussy. it made his head spin at how easy you were for him — how easy you were to open up and let him take you like this whenever he wanted.

and you both were getting paid for it?

fuck. it made his cock twitch harder in his hand.

he never thought that he would ever do cam work let alone be with someone who did cam work and collaborate. but somehow he got lucky with you.

meeting you on the first few nights of his own career launching, needing some subscribers and some exposure but being the humble man he was — he didn’t reach out or initiate first.

until he saw you one time on live.

you were fucking your pretty pussy with a clear, glass dildo — tits bouncing with each thrust as you fucked yourself with it on the floor.

you had your fingers strumming your clit and the other twisted a nipple and he swore he never saw someone more beautiful than you when he saw you squirt on camera.

“you sound so fucking good, baby…” he mutters all to himself as he stops jerking his cock, taking the vibrator and turning it on before slotting it between your swollen cunt and the blanket that was snug between your legs

involuntarily, your hips jerk — a warm sensation spreading through your body as you move your hips against the sheets. he watches your body hungrily, biting his lip as he starts moving his hand on his own cock again.

your brows furrow as you keep your speed up, dreams blending together, not knowing what you were truly dreaming about or not.

all you knew was you had an ache — one so deep only bucky would’ve been able to fix it.

and he knew that.

sly little shit.

“makin’ a mess of the sheets, doll.” he coos softly as he turns to the camera and pulls it closer, letting everyone see your cunt glistening in the low ring light setting.

he looks back over at your cunt as he swipes a metal finger through your folds — your hips backing up into him instinctively.

“so responsive…so sensitive…” he trails off as he hears your quite whimpers filter through your lips, fingers clutching the sheets gently.

he pushes the tip of his fingers slowly into your hole, easily letting him in as you settle your hips back down — nuzzling into the silk pillowcase. his eyes travel up the length of your body, settling on your face.

that was something that was kept private by the rest of the internet except him.

you didn’t mind it, either.

in fact you kinda loved it. made it feel like he has a more possessive claim over you — being the only one able to bask in your pleasure.

that’s what he loved most about doing this with you.

he draws his finger back, lips parting softly at the sight of his digit covered in your slick. he has to bring it up to his lips, moaning softly at the taste of you on his tongue.

“such a sweet sleepy pussy…” he sinks his finger back into your cunt before he’s grabbing the camera off the tripod and holding it in his free hand.

“look how well she takes me — even in her sleep.” he groans as he sinks a second one in, your hips pushing back against his touch as you whine into the pillow. he chuckles to himself, knowing you can’t help it. your body is just that needy for him.

“shh..” he coos, picking up the pace with his fingers fucking your cunt. his cock bobs in between your thighs, nudging your clit every so often with the way his arm moves to fuck you. he groans every time he feels your swollen clit bump his sensitive tip — leaking and spreading a mess all over you.

“think i can make her cum like this?” he whispers mostly to the livestream — watching your face furrow in frustration as your hips start bucking gently against his fingers, his thumb coming to rub your clit as you let out the softest moan in your sleep.

“fuck.” his moan is deep; guttural. the only kind you can possess form him like that.

and you weren’t even awake this time.

after a few more lazy strokes to your clit and curling his two thick fingers inside of you, he had you cumming around his digits in seconds — your hips stuttering against his hold as he feels his cock ache painfully.

he needs to be inside you — feel your warmth around his aching cock.

“good girl.” even if you’re knocked out, he still needs to praise you. and your body responds to it the second you clench around his fingers as they stay buried in you for a second.

you’re dripping down his wrist and arm at this point — a mess had already been on the sheets from you rutting into them before all of this and started.

you couldn’t help it, you were a needy little thing in your sleep.

he keeps the camera positioned for a second before he pulls his fingers out of your pussy, watching the way it clenches around air from the loss of being filled

you whimpered in your sleep. that made his cock twitch — slapping against your wet folds.

he puts the camera back onto the tripod, getting the best angle of his thighs, your ass presented to the camera and the short length of your back before it disappears.

your wet cunt is on display for everyone at home to see, whoever is lazily jerking off to it.

at least bucky got to feel it for real.

he takes his metal fist and wraps it around his cock giving it a few jerks before he’s pressing the tip into your wet hole.

a debauched moan leave his lips before he’s even sinking into you. he feels almost embarrassed but to be quite honest after feeling you cum and jerk around his fingers mere seconds ago — he couldn’t have given a fuck.

“shit baby… you’re so tight…” he ends up leaning over the length of you for a second as he pushes all the way in — your cunt stretching nicely around the thickness of his cock.

he peppers kisses on the exposed skin on your shoulder, his scruff of his beard scratching against you making you stir slightly.

well, it was mostly the scratching of his beard.

you let out the softest, most pathetic sleepy moan bucky had ever heard in his life, following along with his name.

“buck…?”

the sound along has him almost busting a fucking nut.

he draws his hips back before he’s slamming them back into you, making you moan again, louder.

“shh..sweetheart,” he mumbles against your shoulder as his lips travel up your shoulder to your neck, right under your earlobe. “daddy’s just gotta take care of this sleepy pussy, alright?”

you’re so fucking sleepy and out of it that you don’t even process yourself nodding your head, nor the way your hips lift up and your ass pressed firmly against his own hips — driving the tip of his cock to your sweet spot.

“mm..” is all that leaves your throat as your eyes flutter open for a split second to look down at see bucky’s metal arm holding his body weight up and over you — his hips thrusting into you at a pace that rocked you back to sleep.

“atta girl, go back to sleep. daddy’ll take care of the rest…” he murmurs against your skin as you whimper in your sleep. he lets out a satisfied grunt as he pulls his hips back and reaches for the vibrator, pushing it into your hole while his cock sinks back into you.

the vibrations has him shivering.

“oh fuck…” his whimpers are muffled by your skin as he starts fucking you deep and slow, feeling the toy inside you and snug up against his shaft makes his head dizzy.

“fuck baby…oh god…” he’s now being reduced to a whimper, whining mess as he feels you drip all over him and his balls, down onto the sheets.

he feels your cunt clench the toy and him, hips rutting back against him as he makes sure you feel every single inch of his thick cock inside you. wanting to make sure even in your sleep — you can feel how deep he is.

so he takes he metal hand and leans onto his elbow before pressing his hand against your lower tummy, chest pressed against your back at this point

he’s rocking into you helplessly

he hears you whimper into your pillow as you press against him further, his own moans falling from his lips as he feels himself getting pushed to the edge.

he reaches further below your tummy with his metal fingers to press against your clit — the added stimulation making your cunt squeeze him hard enough to trigger his orgasm. the sound of the tip jar notification going off gets drowned out by blood rushing to his ears.

“oh…fuck—! take it, doll. every last drop…mm..” whimpering against your skin he rubs your clit making sure to get you there again, addicted to the feel of your cunt squeezing his cock.

he feels your body come after him, hops convulsions against him, still in your sleepy state.

your fists bunched tightly at the sheets as you moan into them, eyes screwed shut as you squirt all over his cock and the sheets.

he groans as notices you made an entire mess of him and yourself, kissing your skin gently.

“good fuckin’ girl…takin’ all of my cum…even in your sleep your pussy can’t get enough.” he’s reached to pull the toy out first and shutting it off before pulling out himself, taking the camera to show the after math

he angles the camera to show his hot cum leaking out of your wrecked cunt, dripping onto the soaked sheets below. his thumb finds your hole and pushes some more of his cum back in — his screen lighting up with tip after tip after tip.

he grins, feeling your cunt clench around his finger.

“gotta fill this pussy up one more time. she’s begging for it. see ya sluts later.” he says before he’s turning off the camera and live, tossing the phone and pulling you into his chest before sinking right back into you.

[fckmebarnes]

very very excited for camboy buck!!! ahhhhh *crowd goes wild* ahhhhh!!! *crowd is ready to reblog out of love and support when the fic is posted* AHHHHHH!!!!!!

if you ever do write butch bucky just know i'll also be very excited for that too 🥺

- 🌧️

ILYYYYYYYY <333

hehe thank inform letting me know 👀🥺💙

[fckmebarnes]

the poll worked <3

okay guys. poll time.

[fckmebarnes]

HI TRANS MASC HERE I LOVE BUCKY AND I LOVE RHE WAY YOU WRITE HIM AND I LOVE BUTCH BUCKY AND IM VERY EXCITED FOR THE CAMBOY FIC YOURE WORKING ON

NAHDKWHFJWD HI FRIEND HIIIIIII THANK YOU SO MUCH BUTCH BUCKY IS SO SOECIAL TO ME AND I HAVE TO THANK MY CUTIE PIE FRIEND VIPER FOR LETTING ME TALK ABOUT HERRRRR!!!!!

i’m so excited to share with u guys camboy bucky hehe

[fckmebarnes]

hi! i was wondering if you felt comfortable with transmasc people interacting with your blog? i want to make sure im respectful of your boundaries

YES!!!! TRANS PPL COME FIND ME!!!!!!!!

as a trans lesbian myself i welcome all trans people!!!! just no cis het men/men in general and you’re gouda hehe

[fckmebarnes]

Beefy Yelena

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I can’t believe this has to be said but… you know Sam is upset at the thunderbolts* because he doesn’t want the avengers to be controlled by the government, right? That’s why he was on team cap in civil war. Do you know that? It’s important to me that you know that.

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THE FALCON AND THE WINTER SOLDIER 1.04 — The Whole World Is Watching

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hey doll, where have you been?

he/him 110 year old grump. that means minors stay the hell away. black coffee addict and a yearner at heart.

bucky is: online | offline | idle

bucky is: busy, but thinking of pussy

anons — 🐶🍓🌩️🌼💫🩰🐈‍⬛🖤❤️‍🔥💌💜🪻🩵🦋🐱🐂🫑🧸🍒🍍🐰💖🥜 💘

Bucky’s pretty wife — @buckysbaker

(mod is 21+. lesbian + in a relationship. blog is 18+ minors please do not interact.)

nsfw rules — must be over 20+ please send age/pronouns along with an emoji you’d like to claim! bucky roleplays nsfw on the timeline. he does not do dms!

[fckmebarnes]

just so you all know, I act out the sex positions as I write them. that’s how much I care about realism