#ALONG WITH THE DOEY SCULPT
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Hear me out on the doelets. After the fight they split into three as after all as long as the room heated up again doey would have been able to survive even with the pressurized cold and the drill. So once that happens, they spilt into three. Alive disorganized but together. They don’t have much but they each other, their own safe haven in a way.
OHHHH I HEAR YOU!!!!
That would be good explanation as to why they’re there lol. I was gonna go with just them always having existed lol (which would make planning out how they individually deal with the safe haven being gone stupid hard 😭😭) so I like this interpretation of events!

Anywho, here’s a lazy compulsive sculpt of Doey I made with a kneaded eraser, I hope he brings you much joy and luck! THANKS FOR THE ASK!!!
#poppy playtime#doey the doughman#mail#doughlets au#ANON#ANON I DON’T KNOW WHO YOU AREEE#HOW AM I GOING TO SEND LONG YOUR WAY IF I CAN’T VISIT YOUR BLOGGG#😭😭😭😭#fine fine#just take these with you 🥺#💝💕💘💖💞💗💓💝💞💘💕💖💕💗💝💓💘💞💖💕💝💗💓💘💞💝💖💕#ALONG WITH THE DOEY SCULPT
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bucky barnes x female reader
summary: it’s bucky and reader’s first time but its also buckys first time in 90 years, he feels a little bit insecure about it
warning: smut (unprotected sex, metal arm kink kinda)
Y/N and Bucky were dating for a month now. After years of miscommunication and pining after one another, they were finally together. The team was really relieved because they didn’t have to suffer through their doey eyes and sexual tension. But there was sexual tension, alright.
After a month of dating they haven’t been intimate that way. They’ve kissed and cuddled but nothing more than that. Y/N wanted nothing more than to be taken by Bucky. She wanted her body to be only his. He never tried though. That was the frustrating part for her. Whenever they would be making out he was always the first one to pull away. Something would always come up before they could go any further.
This just made Y/N insecure. The first reason that popped in her brain was that he didn’t like her enough to sleep with her. One day, she was with Wanda on the couch. It had been a long time since she’d seen her and she really needed her best friend in moments like this. She couldn’t keep it in her chest any longer.
“Bucky doesn’t want to sleep with me.” She blurted out, making Wanda almost choke on her drink.
“Did he tell you that?”
“No.” She groaned and hid her face in her palms. “Every time things get...heated, he always pulls away. Am I that ugly?”
“Y/N, don’t talk like that. You’re beautiful and you know it. I’m sure Bucky knows it too. That can’t be the reason, you just need to talk to him.”
“Yeah, you’re right.” If only her anxiety didn’t eat her alive whenever she thought a million different ways the conversation could go. But an idea came to her head. Bucky was going to drop by later, just like he always did and it was the perfect opportunity to talk to him. However, she decided to add a little bit of spice of her own.
It took the whole afternoon for Y/N to get ready. She showered, shaved, did her hair and makeup. Then she put on the sexiest set of lingerie she owned, which consisted of black lace. She put nothing over it.
A knock on the door startled her, she took one last glance at herself in the mirror before she opened it.
Bucky’s mouth dropped at the sight before him. Y/N’s figure was hugged by black lace, her breasts on full display for him. He gulped as he could feel his mouth start to dry. He accepted her invitation to come inside. He could feel his erection begin to spring to life. His heart was wildly beating inside his chest and he could feel his palm start to sweat under his glove. Y/N waved her hand towards her couch, silently telling him that it was okay to take a seat.
He sat down and she was straddling his lap in an instant. Her core hovering over his bulge. He growled as he pushed her head towards his lips, Y/N moaned at his roughness. He suddenly pulled away.
“Buck, do-do you not want this? Do you not want me?”
“God, no, doll. I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything or anyone. You’re so goddamn beautiful, I don’t know how I’ve held myself back so many times. The truth is...” He rested his hands on her hips as he took a moment, scared of saying the words out loud. “I haven’t done this in ninety years. I don’t want to mess it up.” Y/N quickly raised her hands and cupped Bucky’s face. Caressing her thumb over his cheek bones.
“Baby, you won’t mess anything up. We’ll go slow, if you want. I don’t want to pressure you, I’ll wait for you no matter what.”
“I appreciate that, doll.” He grabbed one of her hands that was resting on his cheek and brought it over to his lips. “But you’re way too irresistible for me to wait any longer.” She squealed when he picked her up and carried her over to the bed. He gently set her down and his lips started making their way down her body. He pulled down the cups of her bra and freed her breasts. He wasted no time in latching his mouth to one of them while his flesh hand played with the other.
Y/N squirmed underneath him. The river between her legs making it hard to focus on anything else. He spent too much time between her breasts, and while he had a really talented mouth for someone who was scared of being bad because he hadn’t done this for over 80 years, she needed it somewhere else.
She dug her nails deep in his fabric covered biceps and whined out his name.
“What’s the matter, doll? What do you need?”
“You. Just you.” She managed to say. Bucky smirked against her and pulled away to take off his shirt. Y/N had seen Bucky shirtless while training but that didn’t stop her from being mesmerized by him. She was pretty sure he was sculpted by the gods themselves. Bucky laughed and her heart skipped a beat when she realized she actually said that aloud.
“Thanks, doll. You’re pretty beautiful yourself.” He winked at her and she went to hide her face in her hands but he grabbed her wrists and leaned forward. Placing gentle loving kisses on her cheeks, nose, and forehead. Her heart melted at his actions.
Y/N decided enough was enough and went to pull his pants down, along with his underwear. His fully hard member bobbed against his stomach and she felt a rush of wetness emerge from her heat. Her eyes widened when she saw him. He was thick and long, she already thought he was perfect but this was the cherry on top. She gave him a few strokes, wanting to see what he felt like in her hand. Solid but soft and warm. He closed his eyes and grunted above her, his hand suddenly on her wrist as he put a stop to her motions.
“I need to be inside you.” Y/N nodded furiously against him before he lined himself up against her center and wasted no time in thrusting forward, all the way to the hilt.
Y/N cried out at the feeling. She felt so deliciously full and sex has never felt so right. She’s had sex before of course, but never with someone who she had strong feelings for like the man who was currently inside her. Wanda had once told her that casual sex was nothing compared to sex between two people who adored each other. Boy, was she right.
Bucky groaned and stilled above her. Wanting to savor how it felt to be gripped by her walls, and also wanting to give her time to adjust to him. She gave him the green light a few seconds later.
“Move, Buck, please.”
“As you wish.” He then thrusted in and out of her at a steady pace. Y/N moaned at how good he felt, her exes could barely bring her to an orgasm but with Bucky, she knew she wasn’t going to last long.
“Harder.” She breathed out.
“What was that?” He paused his motions.
“You’re such an ass.”
“Beg for it.”
“Fuck me harder, please.” He didn’t need to be told twice. His hips pounded into her harder and faster. The only sounds in the room were skin slapping against skin, the headboard rattling against the wall and their moans and grunts filling the air. Y/N suddenly got an idea. She brought her hand to his metal arm and gestured towards it.
“Touch me with it, please.” Bucky’s eyes widened because in all truth he didn’t want to use that arm during these activities. He was too ashamed of it.
“Y/N-”
“I love you, Bucky. Every part of you. So I’m asking you touch me with it.” She repeated.
Bucky’s metal arm snaked its way in between them and started rubbing tight circles against her clit.
She hissed and cried out when the cold met her warmth, getting her closer and closer...
Bucky could start feeling her core flutter against him, signaling that she was almost there.
“Come for me, doll.” He rubbed faster against her, giving her one last deep stroke until she exploded underneath him. Her orgasm triggered his and he buried his face in her neck, giving her a small bite as he spilled himself into her.
Y/N moaned at the feeling of his cum deep in her belly.
They panted against each other until they were able to catch their breath and get their heart rates back to normal. He pulled his now soft member out of her and Y/N frowned at the loss. He tugged at the sheets on her bed and went to cover both of them up. Y/N nestled against his side, resting her hand on his sweaty chest.
She leaned forward and kissed his shoulder, keeping her face buried in the crook of his neck. His flesh arm trailed up and down her back, drawing lines with his fingers.
He placed a kiss against her hair and then whispered an I love you before sleep finally swept over both of them.
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