Hi Becca! I would literally die for you blog. It’s my go to any time I need some good self care😉. You’re incredibly talented!
But I’ve had this idea bouncing around in my head. It boils down to just Bucky and cock warming. Like the reader is on him begging for more but he is just having way to much fun playing with their clit to start moving. Making them cum on him with out thrusting once.
Just an idea I thought you might like. I love you work, have a great day!!
I'm really glad you've been enjoying my stuff so much!! That's so sweet!💗 and I keep getting told I can get ✨filthier✨ so I'd love to mess with this is little bit
Because I love the thought of Bucky making you start off with a dildo that's just a little bit smaller in size than he is. Maybe one of those dildos with a suction cup on the bottom so it's stuck on a wooden chair.
"Good girl, take it all." He encourages, kneeling between your legs, watching your cunt greedily swallow the toy. It's a sight he doesn't often get to see and he's really not sure why he doesn't make a point of watching it more often.
You whine quietly, feeling the toy bottom out. Your ass makes contact with the cool, varnished wood beneath you and you can't help but roll your hips a little, enjoying the feeling of the tip rubbing against your velvety walls.
"If I wanted you to fuck yourself on that, I'd tell you to. Did I tell you to?" Bucky's voice has a sharp edge that almost knocks you out of your daze.
"N-no... But-" You begin, trying to justify your movement but he cuts you off.
"No. So don't. I want you to keep your cunt stuffed and take what I give you." He watches up at you as he presses your knees apart, keeping his eyes on your face until he can't bare it anymore.
You gasp quietly at the feeling of his hot breath on your exposed, slick sex and there's nothing you can do but whimper at the feeling of his tongue gently grazing your clit.
Fuck, it's good. It's not long before he's licking you like he's starving, lapping and sucking gently on your clit before forcing your legs wider apart to lick your arousal from the base of the toy.
"Bucky, please. Please let me move." You didn't mean to sound so pathetic but with each lick, you get closer and closer to an orgasm you won't be able to stop. An orgasm you've been warned you're not allowed to have.
You're almost surprised he takes pity on you, giving you permission to get off the toy. He removes it from the chair and sits down in it's place, offering his cock as a replacement.
You sit back down as you had earlier with your back to his chest but you can't help but feel amazed at how much better his dick feels. He's slightly bigger and while that's nice, nothing beats the way he throbs inside you and the hot, breathy groans against your ear at the feeling of your body taking all of him.
"Such a good girl." He smirks against your neck, littering your skin with kisses between his soft praises. You feel one of his hands on your chin, gently directing you to look to your right, over in the direction of the full length mirror.
The reflection you're looking at makes your walls flutter involuntarily because fuck, you really are stuffed full of his cock and he's making sure you're not able to fully enjoy it yet.
With one hand still holding your head in place, making sure you keep watching, Bucky's free hand trails down between your legs, flicking and rubbing your clit again.
"Oh f-fuck." You whine, watching Bucky's smirk widen. You can't sit still. You just can't. You want to grind your hips and take what you need and in that moment, his pleasure and all the instructions he's given you come second. You need to get off, consequences be damned.
"Don't even fucking think about it." He warns, delivering one harsh slap to your clit. It's not overly hard but it's enough to shock you. "You know you're not allowed to cum. I want to feel this pretty pussy dripping first. Don't worry though. Once you're wet and messy enough, I'll fuck you stupid on the carpet, right in front of the mirror. Want you to watch yourself cum so hard you forget your own name."
Okay, funny story, Cap season kicks in and immediately I'm told to work on my control issues at work. 🤣🤣
Finished the disco game so i had to draw some of my favourite Kim moments. This was supposed to be a half hour sketch and then 3.5 hours passed and it was 2 am oh well.
Wip and ID under the cut.
[ID: A horizontal page full of sketches and finished drawings of gay icons Harry du Bois and Kim Kitsuragi. Two drawings are just black and white sketches of Harry and Kim's faces. The rest is brightly coloured. The art style is clean, cute and comic-like.
On the first drawing Kim is taking off Harry's red sun glasses. He says: "No" with 3 "N"s because that what he talks like, the madman. Harry looks confused. He probably liked the shades.
The next drawing is Kim calling out: "A gym teacher? I knew it!!" He looks a bit manic, like the mistery of Harry's fitness weighed heavily on him.
The next drawing is of the two sitting on swings. Harry is wearing the mesh top with the ugly tie and the Frittte raincoat. Also he's wearing high boots. Kim is in his usual outift. While Harry is sitting with his legs spread and his hands gripping the ties of the swing, Kim is resting his right foot on his left knee, gripping his ankle with both hands. He is just too cool to sit like a straight person. He is whisteling while Harry looks at him in amazement. There's a tear in his right eye and he has two plusses above his head, indicating that the whisling is healing him.
The next drawing is Kim hiding his laugh and mocking Harry by quoting him: "‘He smells good!‘" Harry looks at him in confusion, his hands raised, palms up, to show he doesn‘t get it. "Yeah?", he asks. He's wearing a dirty wife beater, a read bow tie and a police coat, by the way. It's a grand combo.
There's another drawing next to this one that can be read as part of the previous one. It is just Kim laughing. That's it. Two plusses are appearing above my head as i'm writing this.
The last drawing is Kim standing with his hands in his jacket pockets. He looks angry. Weirdly he also looks a bit like a teenager from an 80ies anime in this. But that's not important. He says: "I went undercover as a pinball pro." A speach bubble from outside the page asks: "A what?"
There is another page which is the work in progress. It's exactly the same but only the line art. /End ID]