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buckys-wintersoldier · 10 months

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Hot Argument | Bucky Barnes

Pairing -> Fiancé!Bucky Barnes x Fiancée!Female!Reader

Summary -> Bucky and you have an argument, you two let your frustrations out on each other and it gets really hot before you two apologise for the things the two of you said. At least for most of that because Bucky makes sure you know who you belong to.

Warnings -> (E) 18+ Minors DNI, smut, porn with almost no plot, teasing, dirty talk, choking, dom!Bucky, sub!Reader, mention of Mommy kink (just teasing), daddy kink, oral (fem!/male!receiving), deep throat, using the word slut, dumbification, fingering (fem!receiving), sex toy, squirting, finger sucking, possessive Bucky, unprotected p in v, translated russian

Wordcount -> 5.1k (Wordcount with the russian parts)

Request -> Imagine Bucky and his fiancée (the reader) get into an argument and they take their frustrations out on each other and they finally apologize to each other for what they said🥵🩵

A/N -> Thank you for the request and I hope you like that. I want to thank @sergeantbarnessdoll for the feedback and the help, but as well for the jokes in the middle of the night when I accidentally wrote “Fucky” instead of “Bucky”. Divider made by @firefly-graphics.

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You chuckle sarcastically before your back crashes against the wall behind you. Bucky’s hand is wrapped around your throat, but you can’t stop laughing about it, even when the two are in the middle of an argument.

That’s something you learned when you were a teenager. Whenever you had a fight with your parents, you laughed sarcastically, hiding the feelings they gave you behind it, mostly the pain they caused. And whenever they shouted at you, you just laughed.

“And you think I think about the way they look at me? When they want to stare at my ass, they can do it,” you shout, and Bucky’s eyes darken. He hates when you make him jealous, and the argument is just because he doesn’t want the guys to look at and especially touch you.

“But I do. I don’t want them to touch what is mine." He groans darkly against your lips, and you feel his hot breath against your soft skin. A shiver runs along your spine, and you need a moment to find your voice again.

“They just look at me,” you say, frustrated, and then it’s on him to chuckle sarcastically. “They just look at you. You mean like that?” He asks, and his hand slides down between your legs and captures your cunt. Your breath hitches, and you try to hide a moan when you feel him touching you where you need him the most right now.

He laughs, knowing what you feel and think. Bucky takes his hand away from you and lets go of your throat, taking a step back. “Are you such a little slit for me? Huh? Already dripping, and I haven’t even touched you yet,” he says sternly, and you gasp.

Bucky is right; you two had a fight, but he turned you on so much that you can’t stop thinking about him fucking you while he is angry.

You still stand with your back against the wall, and you look at your fiancé. He turns around and wants to walk away, not giving you what you want the most right now. And suddenly, you feel the anger inside of you again. He doesn’t want others to touch or look at you, but then he doesn’t give you what you want.

“Such a baby,” you say, and he turns around, looking at you with furrowed eyebrows. “What did you just say?” He asks and walks slowly closer to you. “I said you’re such a baby. Complaining and crying but not being able to give me what you think they couldn’t give me,” you tell him, a mischievous smile appearing on your lips.

His eyes darken in a way you haven’t seen often. “Don’t mess with me, doll,” he hisses, and you need to look up to face him. His body is almost pressing against yours, and you can feel the heat of his body. “Or what?” You ask and place your hands on his stomach to shove him away, but he grabs your hands and presses them next to your body against the wall.

“I said don’t mess with me, but you did. So you have to take what I will give you as a punishment now,” he whispers into your ear. You feel the goosebumps all over your body, and you know you have him right there, where you want him to be.

“And now he wants to be a big boy,” you whisper, amused. “Enjoy yourself, doll?” He asks you, and you nod, trying to get out of his grip. It doesn’t work the way you want, but you know the best ways to tease your fiancé a bit more.

“I really enjoy myself. And do you know those guys in the bar enjoy the sight of me too? Imagine their harden-“ Bucky interrupts you with his leg pressing between yours. You moan about the sudden and harsh friction. “Shut the fuck up, or I will help you,” he hisses through clenched teeth.

The muscles in his jaw are clearly visible for you to see, and you feel the wetness between your legs growing. You know it will be hot, but this is way more than you expected, and you like it. You enjoy it, and maybe a bit too much when you think about the punishment he will give you later. But right now, you just enjoy him being angry and needy at the same time.

“I didn’t know little baby boys like you could help someone big like me. And you should watch your mouth, sweet boy,” you tease him, and that’s enough for Bucky. He uses his metal hand to shove three fingers into your mouth, pressing your tongue down and making you almost gag around his hand.

“Enough teasing, doll. Until I have something better to stuff your mouth, you have to suck my fingers like a good girl,” he says, wrapping his other arm around your waist to lift you up.

He carries you into the bedroom, but instead of letting you down on the bed, he places you in front of the bed. His metal fingers are still in your mouth, and you look up at him.

Bucky removes his hand from your waist and places it on top of your head. Shoving you on your knees, let his fingers slip out of your mouth. “Open the belt and be a good girl; you know what Daddy wants, don’t you?” He asks and looks down at you with a big smile on his lips.

You place your hands on his belt and open it, looking the whole time up at him. “Wanna give me your belt for a good punishment for you?” You ask, and Bucky rolls his eyes, opening his pants and pulling them down with his boxers.

His dick springs free and slaps against his covered stomach. The tip is leaking with pre-cum, but you still look at him with his belt in your hands. “You need to bend over the couch so you can get your puni-“ you try to tease, but your fiancé is faster than you and stuffs his cock into your mouth.

“Shut up and suck my dick,” he says, waiting a moment while you have his dick in your mouth and throat and your hands gripping his thighs. “You can be so quiet, doll. Does Daddy overwhelm you, baby girl? Be a good girl and suck on it; make Daddy feel good in your sweet mouth,” he says in a command tone, even when he asks if it’s not a question. He wants you to suck his dick, which is buried deep in your throat and mouth.

You slowly move your head as much as you can with his hand still in your hair. Bucky groans and presses himself deeper into your mouth, making you gag every time he moves his rock-hard dick. And when you swallow, he almost cums immediately down your throat.

Bucky enjoys the sight he has of you. Your eyes are filled with tears. Some of them are already streaming down your cheeks, but you still look up at him, your eyes meeting his while his dick moves in and out of your mouth. “So pretty, baby doll, you take me so well." He praises you and moves a bit faster.

“Such a little slut for my cock, aren’t you?” He asks and shoves his dick deeper into your throat, waiting a moment before he pulls out. Then he does it again. You let him use your mouth like a fuck toy, and he enjoys seeing you sitting in front of him and looking up at him while his rock-hard dick slides in and out of your warm mouth.

Your one hand lets go of his thigh, and you slide it between your legs and underneath the fabric of your clothes. But before you can touch your clit, your fiancé looks at you with furrowed eyebrows. “When did I allow you to touch you?” He asks, and you look up at him with your best puppy eyes, but he shakes his head, and you take your hand out of your panties.

It doesn’t take long when you feel him twitch. With a try of a grin on your lips, you swallow, and Bucky throws his head back, groaning loudly, and his grip on your hair tightens. “Fuck, that feels so good,” he says, and you swallow again. This time he shouts all of his cum down your throat, and you feel the warm liquid slowly flow down.

“Open your mouth,” he demands when he pulls his dick out of you. He breathes heavily and calms down from his orgasm, while you swallow the rest of his seeds. Then you open your mouth and show him that you took everything he gave you, and he smiles proudly. “Good girl,” he praises you, and you smile softly.

Bucky shows you how to stand up while he takes off his t-shirt. You stand up and look at him. “Take off your clothes,” he commands, and you do, slowly taking off your t-shirt and your pants, as well as your panties. Bucky walks to the shelf in your room and opens the little red box that is standing there.

When you hear the sound of the handcuffs, you look at him. For a moment, you think about being the submissive person, but when you think about the fight earlier and his reaction when you teased him, you want to do it again.

“Do you want me to play with you? After your sweet try to dominate me,” you tease and walk closer to him. You’re completely undressed, and you play with your hands around your nibbles, letting Bucky’s gaze slide down to them. “Such a baby boy for me; want to suck mommy’s nibbles like a good boy?” You ask and place one hand under his chin to pull him closer to you.

“Stop teasing me, doll. We both know you’re not in the position to do so. And after the things you said to me, I need to punish you,” he says, gripping your hand to push it away from his chin. “What do you mean? Who was the one who was jealous and said, the guys look at me and want to fuck me?” You ask and walk a step closer.

He towers over you, and his gaze shows you should be careful with the things you say, or he would just throw you on the bed and fuck you senseless. But that’s what you want; you want him to fuck you when he is angry, not soft and gentle.

“How many of them jerk themselves off because they think of me? Thinking about the way their dicks would slide through my wet folds and the way they would slide inside of me, fucking me so good,” you say, looking thoughtful, like you’re really thinking about that, even when you just need a way to tease your fiancé.

His hand finds its way around your throat, and he squeezes it softly. “Shut the fuck up and don’t mess with me. You’re mine, and no one will ever fuck you better than I do,” he says through gritting teeth, and you smile. His eyes are dark, and his jaw is clenching.

“Not? Wanna find out?” You ask, and he groans. With one movement, he grips something out of the red box and presses you towards the bed. His hand is still around your throat, and he chokes you softly. “We just find out how good you can beg for my cock and scream my fucking name when you cum,” he tells you, and you feel your cunt dripping.

Bucky always knows what he needs to say to make you dripping and begging. He pushes you with your back onto the bed; with his thighs, he spreads your legs and looks down at your wet folds. “Already so wet, huh? And just for me, for no one else, just mine,” he whispers, lets go of your throat, and runs his cold metal fingers through your wetness.

You moan softly when he slides his cold fingers up and down your folds, making you squirm. His legs are holding yours apart, and you whimper softly when he slides over your entrance, but he doesn’t give you what you want. He doesn’t push his fingers into you; he just teases you with them.

"Bucky, please,” you whimper and try to push your hips against his hand when his fingers touch your entrance. “Try again, baby doll,” he says with a mischievous grin. You groan frustrated when he takes his hand away, just to look at your slick between his fingers. Then he takes them into his mouth and sucks at them, looking straight into your eyes while he cleans his fingers.

You whine softly, trying to push against him, but with his legs between yours, you can’t move further. “Please,” you whimper, and he chuckles. "Oh, baby, I thought Mommy would show her baby boy how to make her feel good. But it looks like you’re just a little slut for Daddy’s cock, aren’t you sweet girl?” He asks, and you throw your head back.

One of your hands slides through your breasts, and you play with it while the other glides down your stomach. When you almost reach your folds, you look at your hand before you look back into his eyes. He stares down at your hand, following every inch as it moves closer to your clit and just an inch away from your wetness, he snaps your hand away.

With a harsh grip, he holds both of your hands in his and pushes them above your head. Bucky towers over you with a grin on his lips. He leans closer to your ear, kissing your neck softly and biting into the soft skin. You moan and squirm softly, trying to get some friction between your folds, but he doesn’t give you anything — not even thinking about it right now.

“Such a tease, and now you lay underneath me and beg for my dick. You want me to fuck you? Then beg for it,” he whispers into your ear before he presses himself up to stand between your legs again.

His one hand is still holding yours, so you can’t touch yourself or him. “Daddy, please,” you beg, a tear forming in the corner of your eye and slowly sliding down your cheek. You need him so much that it almost hurt, and he doesn’t look like he will help you before you’re begging for his dick or at least his fingers or tongue.

You look at him with tears in your eyes, arching back and your cunt dripping. You want to touch yourself, which would give you at least a bit of relief between your legs.

He slides his fingers along your inner thighs and chuckles when he sees the goosebumps all over them. Just a few inches away from your clit he slides his hand back to your knees, and then he does it again. You feel like you could cum just from that feeling, but you can't; you need him inside of you.

Bucky lets go of you and suddenly has the thing from the box in his hand. It’s the vibrator he gave you as a present a while ago. He slides the toy through your folds, and when he reaches your entrance, he pushes it softly inside of you. You moan loudly, relief rushing through your body.

You press yourself more against the toy, and Bucky chuckles before he turns it in. The slight vibration makes you immediately clench around the toy. After all the teasing of your fiancé, it just needs a moment for you to feel the knot in your stomach. “Oh fuck, I’m so close,” you whine and arch your back, tugging your nails into Bucky’s hands and ready to cum all over the toy.

Just a second before you cum he removes the toy. A big smile appears on his lips when you look at him, and wet tears and even more tears are already forming in your eyes. “Daddy, please. I was so close,” you whine, but he shakes his head. “You teased me, and now take your punishment like a good girl,” he says, waiting until the knot in your stomach fades away before he pushes the toy back inside of you.

Your walls welcome the vibrating toy immediately, and you are just a moaning mess underneath Bucky. He likes to see you squeezing the toy, moaning, and whimpering while your orgasm slowly builds up in your stomach. “Oh fuck, Bucky, please,” you almost scream when you feel the knot in your stomach. But he pulls the vibrator out of you when you almost reach your orgasm again, and his smirk grows even wider.

“So desperate,” he mumbles when you try to push yourself against him, or at least the toy. “You want to cum over the toy when you can have my dick?” He asks you and looks at your dripping cunt, his metal finger slowly sliding through your folds, and he groans when he sees your slick dripping down his fingers.

You shake your head, arching your back, and beg quietly to make him push his fingers inside of you and give you your release. He chuckles softly about your action, but he still doesn’t give you what you want.

“Bucky, I don’t have sex with you for a week when you don’t fuck me now,” you groan and throw your head back. “And you think you can say no when I do that?” He asks and slides his finger through your folds again. “Or that,” he whispers, kissing your inner thighs. “You think you can say no for a week when you can have all this every day?” Bucky asks, and you whine.

He can be such a teasing idiot; he knows the right words and the right movements; he just knows your body and has full control over you. “You’re so desperate for my cock, doll,” he tells you, like it’s not obvious, but it’s definitely obvious that you’re more than just desperate for his dick.

Bucky takes his hand away and stops kissing your inner thighs. “I will make you feel good, baby girl. Just let me taste you first,” he whispers, and he lays his head on your stomach to look up at you. You roll your eyes and not, at least something instead of just pushing a toy into you to pull it out when you’re just about to cum.

You squirm softly, and he kisses your lower body until he reaches your cunt. His hands find their way to your legs, spreading them wider to give him some space for his head between your legs.

You can feel his soft lips on your cunt and you moan immediately when he just brushes his lips over them. “Fuck, Bucky, please,” you whimper, and he lets go, looking up at you with furrowed eyebrows. “What did you just call me?” He asks darkly, and you whimper, his grip around your legs tightening.

“‘m sorry, Daddy,” you mumble, and try to push yourself more towards him so you can finally feel his lips and tongue between your legs again. “Good girl,” he says, leaning down again to press his lips onto your core.

He uses his tongue to take all the wetness, and he groans against your skin. “You taste so fucking good, I could eat you out the whole day,” he says, sucking your clit softly into his mouth, making you moan loudly.

You would say he can eat you out as long and as often as he wants to, but right now you wouldn’t get his dick inside of you. So you stay quiet, at least with talking, because with his action at your clit, he makes you moan and whimper loudly, his favorite sounds.

When he works his way with his tongue lower, he reaches your entrance, licking around it before he presses his tongue against it. Your walls welcome him immediately, squeezing him softly when he moves his tongue inside of you slowly.

“Daddy, please,” you whimper, not sure what you’re begging for. You can’t think straight anymore, and with him knowing that it’s not better. He slides his fingers to your entrance, the cold metal meeting your skin, and it almost feels like it’s burning.

Bucky removes his tongue with his fingers, pushes them until his knuckles are inside of you, and curls them softly. “Can’t my doll think anymore, huh? Begging for something she doesn’t even know, or do you know what you’re begging for?” He asks you with a stern voice, and you shake your head.

“Use. Your. Words.” He points out every word and presses his fingers against your sweet spot, with every word leaving his lips. “I- uhm- fu- daddy,” you stutter, not knowing what to say or what to think except about his fingers, tongue, or dick.

Bucky chuckles and slips his fingers out of you, kissing your entrance again and sliding his tongue inside of you once more. “Fuck, daddy, fuck, fuck,” you whine, and he laughs softly. You feel the vibration in your pussy.

Yes, he will fuck you, and hearing you say that makes his rock-hard dick even harder. It’s almost not possible, but he feels the blood running through his veins, and his dick almost hurts, but he wants to taste you a bit longer before he ruins your tight hole with his huge length.

“Don’t worry, baby doll. Daddy will ruin your little hole; I stuff you so full,” he groans against your wetness and fucks you with his tongue. You can feel your orgasm in your stomach growing, just as Bucky can feel it. He uses his finger to press and push them inside of you, working you open with his fingers and his tongue.

“Too much,” you shout when you feel the pleasure growing, but at the same time, it feels different, and Bucky looks at you while he brings you closer to the edge. He hits the right spot every time he slides his fingers into you, and it doesn’t take long for you to cum. You squirt all over his face and fingers while you scream his name.

Bucky looked at you the whole time, looking at the way you open your mouth, the way you shut your eyes, and the way you press your fingers into the sheets. He fucks you through your orgasm, taking everything you give him, and even when you whimper because of the overstimulation, he sucks your clit into his mouth again before he lets go of you.

“You did so well for me, doll. Look squirting all over my face, and fuck, you should have seen your face when you squirted,” he says with a smile on his lips, licking his tongue over them and looking at his fingers, which he had inside of you.

You can see your slick between his fingers, the wetness glittering while he turns his hand around to see every inch of his wet fingers. “You will suck them clean, but first let me burry my cock inside of your tight little hole,” he mumbles and slides his dick through your wet folds.

The tip of his red is leaking with pre-cum, and he strokes himself softly while he lines himself up with your entrance. He slowly pushes his tip inside of you. You whine, still sore from the teasing and the orgasm before. “Shh, you take me so well, doll,” he praises you and slowly pushes himself further into you.

Bucky leans closer to capture your lips with his, kissing you passionately. You can feel the veins on his cock and every inch of him inside of you, and you whimper softly about the stretch. “Just a bit more,” he says between kisses, and you nod, placing your hands in his hair and playing with them.

You look into his steel blue eyes; he smirks and pushes the rest of his dick in one movement inside of you; you tug his hair harshly and moan loudly; you open your mouth a bit; and you arch your back. He doesn’t move; he just looks down at you and kisses your lips softly.

“Now open your mouth and make them clean,” he whispers, pressing his fingers against your lips. You obey and open your mouth, letting him push his fingers into your mouth, and you use your tongue to clean them. Tasting yourself on his fingers.

Bucky slowly starts to pull out of you, making you hiss. “So much,” you whimper, but press yourself against him to get his length into you again. “Such a cock slut for Daddy, huh?” He asks and chuckles when he pushes back inside of you. You whimper with a soft nod.

His fingers are still in your mouth while he slowly moves inside of you, hitting all the right sports. You clench around him; after all the teasing and your first orgasm, it’s a lot to have you stretched out that much, but you’re a good girl for him.

“Ты такая чертовски тугая. Мне нравится твоя маленькая киска, которая так хорошо сжимает меня.” (You're so fucking tight. I love your little pussy that squeezes me so well.) Bucky starts to talk in Russian and makes you squeeze his dick harder.

You love when he talks in Russian; his accent is hot, and the way he looks at you while you don’t know what he says makes your mind dizzy. Especially when he speaks in Russian during sex, it brings you almost every time to edge.

“Ты кажешься мне такой невинной, но ты такая шлюха для моего члена. Ты моя, только моя. И никому не позволено смотреть на тебя или прикасаться к тебе так, как это делаю я.” (You seem so innocent to me, but you're such a slut for my cock. You are mine, mine alone. And no one is allowed to look at you or touch you the way I do.) Bucky hisses, and you’re pretty sure it was something that you mentioned in your argument earlier.

But with the way he thrusts into you and his hot breath against your neck when he leans closer, you can’t think straight. So you wouldn’t really recognize him even when he talked in English. But his accent, his dark eyes, and his rough voice make it all better for you to feel the orgasm growing in your stomach.

You close your eyes for a moment, but when he pulls his fingers out of your mouth, you can finally moan loudly without him pressing your tongue down, making you almost gag. But his hand finds its way around your throat, and he squeezes it tightly, making sure it doesn’t hurt you.

“Look at me when you cum all over my dick. I want to hear you scream my name when you squeeze my dick, and we make sure everyone hears you so they all know they can’t touch you. And you know there is no one who could make you cum better than I do,” he says, and his thrusts become faster and harder.

“Who do you belong to, baby doll?” He asks and grins when you try to answer, but you get interrupted by your moans. “Tell me, who?” He commands and stops his movements, making you whine. “You, Bucky. Just you, and I’m sorry for the thing I said. I don’t want someone else to fuck me, but please let me cum,” you say quietly, looking at him with a begging gaze.

Your fiancé slowly pulls out of you just to push even harder than before inside of you. “Right, mine,” he says, and he slides his hand from your throat over your upper and lower body until he reaches your pussy.

He slowly moves his fingers in circles and presses his fingers more against your clit. Playing with it between his fingers and looks while you squirm underneath him.

“All mine,” he says, and he slides his fingers through your folds. “Cum, now,” he commands. Before you ask him for permission, he already feels you squeezing his dick more. Bucky plays with your clit to bring you over the edge.

You feel the knot in your stomach grow a bit more before the orgasm rushes through your body. Your toes curl, you arch your back, looking into his eyes - like he wants you to do - and you squeeze his dick so that he shoots his seeds with a loud groan deep into your tight pussy.

He doesn’t stop thrusting hard and deep inside of you; he fucks the two of you through your orgasm, and you mumble something while your mind is dizzy and full of him, his dick, and his talented skills in bed. (Or on the kitchen counter, in the shower, on the desk in Steve’s apartment, or in the bathroom of a club.)

“Fuck, FUCKY!" you shout, and Bucky immediately stops his movements, looking down at you with a huge grin on his lips. “Fucky? Did you just call me Fucky?” He asks and bursts out laughing. You blush and try to hide your face, but he is faster. He pins your hands down next to your head and leans closer.

“Did I fuck you so good that you can’t think straight anymore and don’t even know the difference between ‘fuck’ and my name?” Bucky chuckles, and you nod softly. He presses his lips on yours and thrusts a few more times slowly inside of you before he pulls out of you. You whimper and feel your mixed juices slowly flowing out of your clenching cunt.

Bucky lays next to you and wraps his arm around you before he pulls you against him. Kissing your neck and face softly while he uses his fingers to draw small circles on your skin. “You did so well for me, doll. I’m sorry for the things I said during the argument, but the sex was wonderful, and you’re mine,” he whispers into your ear, and you chuckle softly.

“I love you too. And I know, I just wanted to make you angry,” you tell him, and he nods. “I know, but it’s oke, angry sex is a lot of teasing, and I like to have you beg underneath me.”

Bucky and you lay there for a while longer before he stands up and walks to the bathroom. When you hear the water flowing into the bathtub, you smile and wait for him to pick you up. Bucky walks towards you and picks you up in bride-style to carry you to the bathroom and take a warm bubble bath with you.

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Forbidden Lust - Kinktober 5

Summary: Your stepmother is the worst. But her fiancè is worth your time.

Rating: Explicit

Kinktober Special: homewrecker kink

Square filled Square 7 for @anyfandomkinkbingo: Office Sex

Pairing: Stepdad(CEO)!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Warnings: cheating, angst, jealousy, awful stepmother, sexual tension, smut, unprotected sex, quickie, kinda stepcest (they are not related by blood), dirty talk, possessive Bucky, homewrecker kink

A/N: Please be aware of the warnings. This kink is not for everyone. Also, there is more plot than expected.

Words: 2,3 k

Kinktober 2022

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“Another one?” you ask the blonde eyeing your colleague up and down. He dips his head as you clear your throat to get his attention. “Do you want another drink? You know, my colleague is not on the menu.”

“Engagement parties, I hate them,” he turns his back on the people at the party to look at you. “So, you’re working here or-“

“What does it look like? I’m not here to get a massage,” rolling your eyes you turn around to get a new bottle of whiskey. “Do you want another drink or not?”

“Why would anyone celebrate their engagement at a bar?”

“How shall I know?” you shrug. “I’m just trying to do my job and go home when my shift is over. If you want to know why she came here to celebrate her engagement, ask my stepmother.”

“Stepmother?” that picked the man’s interest. “The bride is your mother?”

“Stepmother,” you correct. “I haven’t seen her since my dad’s burial. No, wait. It was right after the lawyer read the will of my father.”

“Why are you working at a bar if your dad was…rich?”

“Well, she got all of his money, the company, and the house. I didn’t want his money or shit, it just hurts that he didn’t think of me at all,” while you wipe the counter, the man frowns deeply.

“That’s shit.”

“That’s life. She spread her legs for my father for three years and gets everything. I was his daughter all my life and must work three jobs to pay back my student loan. English literature, what a waste of time.”

“Not to me,” he offers. “Uh-name’s Steve. Steve Rogers.”

While the man in front of you holds out his hand, you look around the crowded bar to watch your stepmother get cozy with her newest conquest. Another wealthy man.

“Y/N be a darling and make some more drinks for my friends,” your hands ball into fists when your stepmother steps toward the bar counter. She batts her eyelashes and purses her lips. “And hurry up. They are not some of your little friends, living on beer and cheap food.”

“Dot,” your stepmother’s fiancé joins her and the blonde at the bar counter. “Do we get more drinks soon or-?” he licks his lips as his eyes land on you. “Steve, I wanted you to get more drinks, not flirt with the bartender.”

You eye the man up and down. He’s wearing a dark blue suit and matching tie. His polished shoes cost more than all of your shoes, and you are fairly sure, he’s wearing even more expensive underwear.

His blue eyes drop to the drink in the blonde’s hand. “I’m thirsty. Bartender, be a doll and give me one of these too.”

He flashes you a smile, making his blue eyes sparkle. You bet he’s the kind of guy always getting his way only by smiling at people. Not tonight.

“Sorry, my shift is over,” you drop the towel onto the counter. “You can wait for my colleague, or, how about you ask my beloved stepmother? She was a waitress before she met my dad and got her greedy hands on his money.”

“She was joking, Jamie. Y/N is just jealous I found love again,” she stammers. “I never was a waitress.”

“Of course, love,” Bucky sighs as he watches you storm toward the back of the bar. “Maybe she just needs time to adjust. We could invite her for dinner.”

“Buck, I’m getting a terrible headache. I’ll find my way out,” the blonde says.

“Steve, wait,” Bucky watches his best friend and best man leave the bar. He knows Steve doesn’t like Dot. “Come on. Don’t be like that.”

“Do you,” Steve turns around to whisper in Bucky’s ear, “know anything about your soon-to-be wife but how she sucks your cock? Did you know that she got all the money, the house, and shit from her latest husband? Did you know that his daughter must work three jobs to get around?”

A week later, the bar you are working at…

“We are closed,” you jerk your head toward the door. “Go to one of those fancy clubs you are used to. We have nothing to offer here.”

“My friend Steve told me you were a good host,” Bucky plops down onto one of the bar stools and flashes you a smile. “Can I have a drink too? Last time you left me hanging.”

You take a moment to drink him in. He’s all casual today, wearing a Henley and jeans. God, he’s gorgeous. That bastard got it all. The looks. The smile. The eyes.

If only he didn’t want to marry the woman you hate the most.

“Why are you here?” you sigh. “I got a lot of work to do and got no time for Dot’s nonsense, or yours.”

“You don’t like your stepmother much, but she wants you to come to our wedding,” you sneer at his words. “Please don’t make this any harder for her.”

“I rather let someone stab me with a rusty knife.”

“Why are you like this?”

“Maybe you should ask her,” you turn around to get a glass for Bucky. “She came into our lives. Three years later my father dies in an accident and his lawyer tells me and his brother that he left everything to Dot. Even the company he built with his brother.”

“He loved her.”

You huff.

“Doll don’t be mad at your stepmother for things happening in the past. You should try to move on. Both of you.”

“I tried,” you slam the glass onto the counter. “She forced me to leave my home. I tried to stay away from her, while my uncle still fights her. He tries to get the company back. I gave up a long time ago.”

He looks surprised.

“She is the one not leaving me alone. Whenever she gets the chance to, she rubs salt into my wounds. Like last week. She didn’t have to rent the whole bar to celebrate her engagement party here. It was to show me she got another wealthy guy into her clutches.”

“Dot is not like that,” you roll your eyes. Of course, Bucky cannot see the ugly monster behind her pretty façade. Dot is a master at manipulating and gaslighting people.

“Believe whatever you want. Just keep me out of this shit. Dot got all she ever wanted from me and my family. I got nothing else to offer.”

You pour Bucky a drink. “That’s the first and last drink you will ever get from me. Don’t come back here.”

Another month later, the car dealer you are working at…

“Not again.”

You can’t believe Bucky followed you to your second job. He looks at the cars, scrunching up his nose. “Hello, doll. I’m looking for…a car.”

“I don’t think you want a second-hand Volvo or an old and rusty Chevy. You look more like,” you look him up and down, “Porsche, or Ferrari. These cars are for people who work for their money and need a car to get to work. Not another status symbol.”

“Why do you hate me?”

He looks you deep in the eyes, searching your face.

“I don’t hate you,” you look away. “I just don’t want to watch another man end up losing everything he has to Dot. So please, stay away from me.”

“If only you would give her a chance, she could be a good stepmother.”

You snort. “Dude, she’s like four years elder than me. She never was and never will be a stepmother to me. She’s a bitch in heat looking for another dick to ride. A wealthy dick, of course.”

“Dick, huh?” he smirks.

You put your hands on your hips and glare at him. “If you would excuse me now. I have work to do.”

“I can see that. You are an expert in working yourself up,” how you hate his stupid smirk. “How about I invite you for dinner and we can talk some more.”

“No.”

“No?”

“No!”

“Heaven help, me with this stubborn brat. I can’t believe I’m wasting my time on her,” he can only watch you storm off. Bucky can’t help but wonder how it would feel to spank your ass.

Three weeks later, your last working place. Copy room.

“No…no,” you kick the copier. “It’s the wrong day to mess with me, bitch. I give you one last chance to give me those damn copies before I kick your ass again.”

“I don’t think a copier got an ass,” snickering Bucky leans in the doorframe to watch you fight with the machine. You kick it again. “Doll, the poor machine doesn’t deserve your hatred.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me.”

“I thought we can go for dinner,” he steps inside the room and kicks the door shut with his foot. “Doll, I’m talking to you.”

“I got that.”

You don’t turn around, nor do you pay attention to Bucky when he steps closer to have a look at the copier. “How about being a little friendlier?”

“How about you get lost?”

“I get why you don’t get along with Dot,” he puts his hands on your hips and whispers in your ear. “You’re both so stubborn. Maybe I can help you get along better.”

“You can get lost. I don’t want anything to do with Dot, and the catastrophe you call your wedding.”

“I bet I can change your mind,” Bucky presses a soft kiss to your neck. “I’ll be back soon, doll.”

A month later, Barnes and Rogers Inc., your new boss’s office…

“Hi, I’m Y/N Y/L/N. I’m here for the interview,” you gape at the man sitting in a swivel chair. “You’ve got to be shitting me!”

“Welcome to Barnes and Rogers Inc., doll,” Bucky grins as you start to throw insults at him. You had hoped to finally get a full-time job. You’re tired of working three jobs. “Why did you do this? I wanted a new job, not another confrontation with my past.”

“Oh, doll,” he slowly gets up from his chair to stride towards you. “I have a better plan for you. For us.”

“US?”

He wraps one arm around your waistline, holding you close to his chest. “Us, Y/N. I want you to be a good girl now and do as I say.” Bucky whispers in your ear. “I’ll be your daddy soon. And I’ll make sure to become a very good daddy for you.”

“Get off me,” you weakly wiggle in his iron grip. “You won’t become my dad. I had a great dad.”

“He gave all of his money to Dot,” his hand moves up to your chest to give one tit a good squeeze. “He was an awful father. Let me be your daddy…”

You make an odd noise. This is it, the moment you have been waiting for. “I don’t think so,” you only need to rile him up a little more and…

“Fucking brat.”

He drags you toward his desk, cursing under his breath. You let him bend you over his desk. And you don’t fight him when he shoves your skirt up your waist and your panties down your legs.

You smirk.

“What do you want to do about it.”

Bucky presses one hand to the small of your back to hold you down. “I’ll show you how to behave.”

“Show me.”

“You’re not going to walk for a while.”

He kicks your legs apart. Bucky slaps your pussy, fingers running through your slicked folds. You hold your breath and try to hide you are already a dripping mess. “Slut, already so wet for me.”

You bite your tongue.

“Got nothing to say,” two fingers prop at your entrance, waiting, lingering to cross a line. “Fine, I wanted to go easy on you.”

“Fuck you.”

“No. Fuck you.”

Belt buckle. Zipper. Pants dropping to the ground. A symphony to your ears.

“I’m gonna fucking ruin this cunt,” Bucky curses behind you. He runs his cock up and down your folds, gathering your slick to cover his dick. “You’re going to be my good girl.”

Biting your lower lip hard enough to draw blood you feel him snap his hips into your ass, filling you in one go. He starts moving in vigor. Rough. Fast. Without mercy.

“Fucking brat.”

Bucky drags you onto his thick length, blunt nails digging into your skin. He watches his cock disappear in your body, smirking as you push back onto him.

“That’s much better. Good girl. Taking my cock so well.”

You struggle to not moan his name. He can never know you made sure he will end up fucking you over his desk. This is all you ever dreamed of and more.

“Jamie?” Bucky stills his movement, but his cock twitches inside of your cunt. “What? Y/N?” Dot gasps as she just caught Bucky balls deep inside of you. “What are you doing?”

“Uh-what does it look like, mommy?” you lift your head to grin at her. Bucky swallows thickly as you start to clench tightly around him. He drops his eyes to your stuffed cunt as you start moving your hips to fuck yourself on his cock. “I’m fucking daddy…”

“Dot…I…uh,” Bucky tries to find the right words. “I tried to convince her to come to the wedding and realized, I prefer fucking her and not you.”

“I will destroy you, James Buchanan Barnes!” Dot storms out of the office and slams the door shut. “We are done!”

“I got everything I wanted from you, Dot,” he grips your hips to stop you from moving. “Now, will you tell me why you came all over me when Dot caught us?”

“I-I like to fuck with taken men…sometimes…”

“Well, this is over. You are mine now,” Bucky grunts. “When I’m done with you, we will make sure you’ll get all of your money, the house, and the company back…”

“Why would you do such a thing?”

“Your father was a good friend of my family for the longest time and I tried to find out what happend to him. Having my way with you was just a ... bonus...”

Part 2

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nicoline1998enilocin · 10 months

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AFG Kink Bingo

G4 Drive-in movie with our beloved Tony and Sunshine 🩷🩷

The sound of silence

Pairing | Boyfriend!Young!Tony Stark x Girlfriend!Pregnant!Fem!Reader

Word count | 1.9K

Summary | Each year, the college you and Tony attend hosts a drive-in movie night for everyone in attendance to celebrate the end of another school year. The movie is a little more heated than you anticipated, and combined with your pregnancy hormones, you turn to your boyfriend to help you take off the edge.

Warning(s) | Established relationship, mentions of pregnancy, use of pet names ~ Sunshine, Love/My Love, Munchkins

Smut | Porn with a plot, semi-public sex, fingering, slight overstimulation, light exhibitionism, and dirty talk.

A/n | Thank you so much for giving me this idea @ccbsrmsf1! It is the perfect prompt for these two, and it gave me a perfect chance to discover one of their earlier adventures in their relationship! As always, thank you for proofreading as well 🖤

A/n 2.0 | This takes place during the events of 'A small miracle'. You don't need to read that one to understand this, but it would be immensely appreciated if you check it out!

Events Masterlist | Drive-in movie | @anyfandomkinkbingo

Banners: @vase-of-lilies | Divider: @firefly-graphics | GIF: @ccbsrmsf1

Main Masterlist | Tony Stark Masterlist | AU Masterlist

The end of the school year and your time at college is nearing, and that only means one thing: the annual drive-in movie is nearing! Everyone at your school gets excited about it, and for you and Tony, it's no different.

''We need to make sure to bring enough snacks for the movie; I'm eating for three after all,'' you tell Tony as you rub your belly lovingly, sighing softly at the thought of your twins growing in there.

It's been about five months since you and Tony found out you're pregnant, and the end is approaching quickly. You're tired much quicker than usual, and you definitely can't stand as long without getting uncomfortable.

''Don't worry, Sunshine, I believe we have more than enough snacks for everyone at the drive-in,'' Tony tells you with a chuckle, and it only earns him a glare from you.

''S a good thing I love you,'' you mutter to him before pushing yourself off the chair you were seated in and going towards your closet, ready to pick out an outfit for the drive-in.

It's promising to be a beautiful evening and night, so you opt to wear a striped sundress that highlights your ever-growing belly perfectly, and when you're standing in front of the mirror, you can't help but admire it.

''You look gorgeous right now, Sunshine,'' Tony tells you as he stands behind you, a big smile adorning his face as he reaches around you, placing his large hands over your belly.

''I still find it hard to believe we're going to have two beautiful Munchkins soon,'' you tell Tony with an equally large smile, who nods in agreement. His thumbs rub your belly appreciatively, and with a soft sigh, you let yourself melt into his embrace.

''They'll be perfect, just like their Mama,'' Tony whispers in your ear before kissing your temple and letting his hands glide away from your stomach. As soon as he's gone, you miss his touch and move to the bed to put your shoes on.

''Could you help me with my shoes, Love? God knows I can't reach that far anymore,'' you tell him, and he happily does, kneeling before you as he slides your shoes onto your feet.

''Is there anything else I can help you with, Sunshine?'' Tony asks, but when you tell him you're ready to go, he bends down to capture your lips in a loving kiss.

When he pulls away, you follow his lips, and with a smile, he gives one last kiss before standing up straight and helping you get up, too. Just before you can get out the door, one of your twins suddenly pushes on your bladder, and you decide to make one stop before officially heading out.

''Ready!'' you say as you make your way over to Tony, throwing him your car keys. Your car has a roof that can be opened like a cabriolet. With the warm weather and movie night, it's perfect.

During the drive, you already lower the roof, and the wind blows through your hair, and your sunglasses are perched high on your nose as you enjoy the wind blowing through your hair and the music playing on the speakers.

You close your eyes as your hands lay on your stomach again, which have become their permanent placement since you started to show.

Even though you and Tony haven't been together that long, you wouldn't have it any other way. You're both extremely grateful for your growing babies, especially since finding out you will be having one of each gender.

Their names have already been picked out as well, and every night, Tony talks to them before sleep, warming your heart thoroughly. He's going to be the best dad ever, and you already know he will be the man who will make you happier than you've ever been in your entire life.

You don't get too long to think about it, though, because before you know it, Tony turns into the large lot that houses all the cars for the drive-in movie, and he manages to find a spot somewhere in the middle for the perfect viewing experience.

''Right, did you want to stretch your legs before sitting down for the movie? I parked relatively close to the toilets just in case,'' Tony tells you, and you nod.

With two of them sitting on your bladder, you must go constantly and be pleased with a thoughtful boyfriend like Tony. You open the door and haul yourself up, and while you're gone, Tony gets the snacks and drinks ready for the movie.

He made sure to buy some of everything you love and brought a big jar of pickles since that has been your biggest pregnancy craving lately.

With multiple flavors of chips, sweets, and cookies, he's all set when you come back, and you let yourself fall into your chair, happy to be back with Tony.

''Welcome back, Sunshine,'' he says before cupping your cheek and meeting you halfway in a deep, passionate kiss that has your arousal pooling in your panties instantly.

Not only does your pregnancy make you crave odd foods and food combinations, but it makes you crave Tony even more than you already did before getting pregnant.

Where you couldn't keep your hands off each other before, now you're insatiable when it comes to sex. Not that Tony is complaining, because he loves nothing more than to make you feel good.

When Tony bites your bottom lip softly, you let out a soft moan, and your eyes are already half-lidded from being so turned on by him. All without him even touching you where you need him most.

''It's time to watch the movie, Sunshine,'' he tells you as if he didn't just turn you on beyond belief, but with a slight huff, you let yourself sink into your seat, though you're already clenching your thighs to relief some of the pressure.

The movie of choice this year is Grease, and it's one of your favorites, you know, every song front to back and from A to Z, but this time it's hard to keep your thoughts with the movie.

It doesn't help that you've had a crush on John Travolta in this movie forever, and it has you clenching around nothing every time you see him.

When Tony puts his hand on your thigh, your breath hitches, and you screw your eyes shut to make sure you can keep your breathing under control, but it's more complicated than you thought.

After a little while, you can't take it anymore, and you decide to ask Tony to give you some relief because you know you can't keep still any longer, not like this.

''T-Tony?'' you mutter into his ear, and he looks at you with a concerned look.

''Are you okay, Sunshine?'' he asks, his brows furrowed as he looks at you. Your mouth is slightly open, and your thighs are clenched, but Tony can't help but think how beautiful you look.

You swallow the lump in your throat before leaning in again, and with a bright red flush on your cheeks, you ask him for help.

''I-I need you to- Fuck... I need your fingers,'' you tell him then, and you quickly look away to hide your embarrassment. You've never asked him to help you like this, but much to your surprise, he didn't laugh or make fun of you.

Instead, he gripped your thigh in response, and your breath hitched at the sensation. His eyes only turned darker at the thought of you needing him right here and now, with all these people around you two.

Even though you and Tony never discussed exhibitionism, even in the realm of possibilities for both of you, you can't help but enjoy every second of it, and with one look, you know Tony is more than willing to help you out as well.

''You better stay quiet when I make you cum, Sunshine. Don't want to alert everyone around us about the fact that you're a needy little slut for Daddy's fingers, do you?'' he asks, and all you can do is shake your head in response.

''Good girl.''

He slowly inches his hand underneath the hem of your dress until he's reached your soaked panties, and the smirk he shows is downright devilish when his fingers make contact with the wet fabric.

''Gotta keep you pregnant all the time, Sunshine. Always so ready to be worked openly on my thick, long fingers, aren't you? Such a needy, perfect slut for Daddy,'' he whispers in your ear, biting your earlobe softly.

It takes every last bit of willpower inside you not to moan right now, and that's when you realize Tony isn't going to make this easy for you.

He slides your underwear to the side after a bit of teasing, and he slides his fingers through your folds, gathering some of your arousal before finding your clit and rubbing small, tight circles.

You can't help the slight whine escaping your lips as the pads of his fingers make contact with your needy, pulsing clit, and you almost cum right then and there.

''Keep your eyes on the screen, Sunshine; you don't want to get caught when Daddy makes you feel good, right?'' he asks you, and you nod slowly before turning your eyes to the screen.

The scenes keep playing in front of you, but you don't see any of it as you're too focused on Tony building you up to your orgasm and on trying not to make a sound.

This goes well until Tony suddenly plunges two of his fingers into your weeping pussy, and he curls them, hitting your sweet spot after a few thrusts with his hand.

It doesn't take long for you to cum all over his fingers, and your hand is over your mouth as you try to keep the sounds from escaping. Just when the song ''Hopelessly Devoted To You'' starts to play, you cum on his fingers.

With a loud gasp, you clench your thighs shut around his hand and arm while you're grinding against him to ride out your orgasm. When Tony can finally pull out his fingers, he rubs your clit a few more times, and when you're genuinely and utterly overstimulated, you push his arm away.

''You did so well for me, Sunshine, such a good fucking slut for Daddy,'' he tells you before he shoves his fingers into your mouth, making you lick off every last drop of your arousal.

After that, you have to wiggle a few times in your chair to find a comfortable spot again, and once you do, you feel one of the babies kick, and you grab Tony's hand, letting him feel it, too.

''It would appear we woke one of them up,'' he jokes, and with a soft smile, you kiss him on his cheek before reaching the jar of pickles, and you start munching on them.

The rest of the movie goes on without a hitch, and after a few more stops at the bathroom, it's finally time for you to head home again. When you two arrive home, you decide to take a relaxing bath before bed, and you fall asleep like a log.

It doesn't take long after you've fallen asleep for Tony to slide into bed behind you. His hand is splayed over your round stomach, and he rubs soft circles with his thumb.

''We can't wait to meet you, my little Munchkins. You will make our life perfect once you're here,'' Tony tells them, and he gives a small kiss on your shoulder.

''Goodnight Sunshine, goodnight Hudson, and goodnight Orion,'' Tony whispers before falling into a deep slumber.

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jessybarnes · 2 years

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It Takes Two

Title: It Takes Two

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 2,153

Tags: Smut, angst, fluff, pregnancy, pregnancy kink, plans of moving out, crying, taking pregnancy tests, kissing, fingering (female receiving), oral sex (female receiving), unprotected sex, talking about birth control pills, nipple play, explicit language, and I think that’s it.

Written For: @kinktober2022, @buckybarnesbingo, @anyfandomangstbingo, and @badthingshappenbingo

Square(s) Filled: Pregnancy for Kinktober // Can’t Stop The Tears for AFG Angst Bingo // “What have I done?” for Bad Things Happen Bingo // Moving for Bucky Barnes Bingo

Beta(s): None

"What have I done?..."

You look down at the little pink plus sign darkening on the plastic test, panic coursing through your body. This wasn't supposed to happen. Not now! You’ve been careful. You’re on birth control pills, and you use condoms. Well, most of the time anyway. You think back to the night after he came back from the last long mission and sigh. Yes, you had taken your daily pill, but Bucky hadn't used a condom.

You swallow thickly before tearing open another package with your teeth. Maybe it’s a false positive? Grabbing the small cup off of the sink, you add four drops to the test and sit down on the closed toilet seat. You bury your head in her hands, rubbing along your temples lightly. A few minutes later you peek at the second test and let another sigh escape your lips.

"Okay, best two out of three."

About fifteen minutes later you have three pink plus signs staring menacingly back up at you. Realization sets in and tears threaten to fall as your hands shake.

"Fuck!"

Anger rises in you and with a swipe of your hand, you send the tests flying against the opposite wall. They scatter along the tile floor, your tears flowing freely now and you slide down the wall bringing your knees to your chest. Sobs rack your body as another realization comes to mind and you know what you have to do.

Bringing a child into James' life would most certainly take time away from his life of keeping the world safe. He’s been a hero for years, and you aren’t about to take that away from him. Sure you love him and want to be with him for the rest of your life, but now isn't the time for him to be a father.

You stand up and wipe your face, taking a few deep, shaky breaths. No matter how much you love him you know you can't stay. Telling him is off the table because you know he’d want to be by your side for every waking moment of your pregnancy. You know he deserves to know, but he also deserves to be a hero. It’s your love for his happiness that helps you make your final decision.

Picking the lesser of the two evils, you start gathering your things off the back of the sink. You share a tiny apartment nothing too elaborate, but it’s still in a decent neighborhood. It shelters you and well, it’s your home. Well, it was.

Your lower lip quiveres as you quickly throw what little clothes and possessions you have into your black suitcase. Once everything is packed you zip it up and stand so you can look around the half-empty room. It looks so bare and lifeless, like a bachelor pad. You don't want to leave, but what choice did you have? Bucky deserves a woman who will be more careful about things like this. Your chest aches at the thought of him being in someone else's arms. The way he touches, kisses, makes love, and all the other little things he does feels reserved only for you.

You allow yourself to take one last look at the place you've called home for the past four years before walking towards the front door. Your legs feel numb and heavy as you grab your purse digging for your keys. Shaky hands pull them out and you fumble with the keyring trying your best to remove your key to the apartment. You’re just about to lay it on the table when the lock clicks on the door.

No... no please not now. He can't be home this early...

You can't face him. Can't bear the heartbreak you know you’ll see on his face, but there’s no where for you to go. There’s only one door in and out. Bracing yourelf for the inevitable, you lean your suitcase against the couch and wrap your arms around yourself.

James doesn't notice you at first. He hangs his keys on the hook by the door and drapes his leather jacket over one of the chairs in the dining area. He toes out of his boots and you admire the happiness in his bright blue eyes for what may be the last time. You drink him in, mentally taking a picture to keep in your memory forever.

"Hey, doll, I'm home! What sounds good for di-"

Bucky stops at the threshold of the living room, his eyes darting between you and the packed suitcase. Anger, confusion, and panic all flash over his face at once as he looks at you for an explanation.

"Y/N? What's going on? Where are you going?"

He watches you take a shaky breath and sigh. You never look at him and that upsets him the most. That you can't even look him in the eyes. He runs the past few weeks in his mind quickly trying to figure out if he’s done something wrong, but he can't come up with anything.

"James... I-I..."

He watches a lone tear slide down your cheek.

"I can't stay..."

Bucky furrows his brows and walks toward you. Tucking two fingers under your chin, he raises your head so your looking at him instead of the carpet. His eyes search yours for something, anything to help him understand what’s going on.

"What do you mean you can't stay? Y/N what's wrong? You can't just leave without talking to me! After everything we've been through..."

You bite your lip and ball your fists trying not to cry. You hate seeing Bucky like this. Especially since this is all your fault. You know he won't let you leave without hearing your reason, and you can't see a way out of it now. Closing your eyes, you swallow the lump in your throat and take a deep breath.

"It's... it's all my fault, Bucky. I've ruined everything..."

This time when he looks at you all you see is confusion. He smooths his thumbs under your eyes to wipe the loose tears away and shakes his head desperately.

"Baby, talk to me. What happened? What do you mean you've ruined everything?"

Now you’re starting to get annoyed. It isn't his fault, you know that, but it’s hard to find the words. Anger gets the best of you again as you look up at him.

"I can't do this anymore! I can't stay knowing that I've ruined every chance you have of keeping the world safe, James! I don't want Steve, Natasha, Fury, or any of the others to see me as the reason for keeping you from missions because I'm pregnant!"

A look of shock spreads over Bucky’s face as he takes a step back. His eyes slowly travel down your small frame and settle on your still flat belly. He hasn't said anything, and it makes your heart break that much more. Hot tears are flowing freely down your cheeks now, making your vision blurry, and you blindly reach for your suitcase again.

"...That's why I can't stay. I-I can't be the reason for you giving up what you love doing most."

The shock wears off his face when he sees your hand wrap around the handle and he puts his hands firmly on your damp cheeks.

"Y/N you're what I love most!"

He pulls you flush against him and his eyes begin to shine with unshed tears.

"You and this baby, our baby, will know nothing but love do you hear me? Yes, keeping the people in this world safe is something that I love to do, but don't you think for one second that I won't give it all up for you! Don't ever, EVER, let the thought cross your mind that you carrying our child would be the reason for me retiring from missions."

He places a chaste kiss on your forehead.

"Believe me when I say that I can do both. I can be a dad and an Avenger. Hell, if I can survive a fall from a train and all the brainwashing and torture that Hydra did, then bringing a child into this world shouldn't be a threat at all. Not to mention it takes two to tango, doll."

You drop your suitcase and fling your arms around his neck kissing him hard. Bucky lets out a grunt regaining his balance before returning your kiss with fervor. He runs his hands down your sides making you shiver. You can't get enough of his touch, and right now you need it more than ever.

"Bucky... please..."

His eyes darken as he lifts you up, your thighs wrapping around his waist. You can feel his clothed cock pressing against your pussy, and it only makes you want him that much more. God, you’re so in love with this man. He saw you at your absolute worst tonight, and he never once showed you anything but love.

James gently lays you down on the comforter and slowly starts kissing you again. Most of the time you’re both in a hurry to devour each other, but this is a different circumstance. Right now all James wants is to worship every inch of your body. He peppers sweet, open-mouthed kisses along your jawline. You moan softly when he sucks above your pulse point, and arch up so your chest touches his.

"You’re so beautiful Y/N, and now that I know you’re carrying our baby,” his metal hand moves to rest on top of your stomach, “I can’t wait to see you with a little bump. Gonna look so sexy carrying my baby, sweetheart. It’s gonna be difficult to control myself around you. M'gonna be so hard all the time baby…fuck..."

You tangle your fingers in his brown hair, relishing in the way his mouth feels on your skin. His hands snake under the hem of your shirt and onto your tummy. He kisses just above your belly button and looks up at your through his eyelashes. “You’re gonna make an amazing mother, pretty girl.”

Bucky wraps one arm around your back and sits you up so he can easily rid you of your shirt and bra. His tongue swirls around one of your nipples drawing a moan from your throat. He groans, his cock twitching in his jeans. “These perfect tits gettin’ all full with food for our baby, god, doll you’re gonna be so fucking gorgeous.”

"Oh, James!... Baby, please... need you!"

He smirks and lays you back down on the soft bedspread, “patience, baby. I’m just gettin’ started.

He sits up on his knees and hooks his fingers in the hem of your sweatpants removing them and your panties in one swift motion. He marvels at you bare beneath him and it’s the prettiest sight he’s ever seen. Even more so now that your carrying his child. Bucky continues to kiss you lovingly until he’s positioned between your legs. He presses kisses into your inner thighs and pushes one of his metal fingers into your tight, wet heat.

"Mmmm, I love how needy you get for me, Y/N. Always so responsive for me, sweetheart."

Bucky begins to devour you, his skilled tongue slipping inside your fluttering hole as he rubs your clit slowly with his thumb. Your desperate cries fill the room and it’s music to his ears. He brings you closer and closer to the edge, but he knows it isn’t enough. You always need that last little push to let go.

"J-James, please!! I-I wanna cum... fuck, baby please!"

He comes up to kiss your lips, his cool, metal fingers sliding inside your pussy with ease. The contrast of temperatures make your eyes roll back and your legs shake. He pumps them faster, curling them to rub that spot that drives you absolutely crazy.

"C'mon, be a good girl and cum all over my fingers, princess"

He brings his mouth down to yours, kissing you with unbridled passion. You’re panting against his lips, whimpering into his mouth as your nails rake down his back. Bucky bites your lip and suddenly you’re writhing in his arms and he growls against your lips. He fucking loves seeing you come undone like this.

"That's my good girl. God, you’re so fucking gorgeous, Y/N."

James stands up and quickly strips out of his clothes before climbing back onto the bed. He cups your cheek and kisses you tenderly.

"Bucky, please…make love to me…"

He chuckles and looks deeply into your eyes. “Don’t worry, doll. I’m no where near done with you. Gonna make you cum over and over for me until your begging for me to stop.” He bites his lip and grinds his hard cock against your pussy.

“You better get used to this, pretty girl, because these next nine months I’m not gonna be able to keep my hands to myself.”

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evilwriter37 · 2 months

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Carnal Desires

Rated: explicit

Warnings: none

Relationships: Hiccup/Viggo

Word Count: 2,779

Summary: Hiccup and Viggo are having peace talks on neutral ground, peace talks that end with clothes discarded and hormones running high.

A/N: Request for @thedragon-and-hisboy (Requests are currently closed.)

Written for @anyfandomkinkbingo

Square Filled: Hate Sex

Card under the cut

#afg kink bingo #any fandom goes kink bingo #bingo #httyd #httyd rtte #rtte #how to train your dragon #race to the edge #vigcup #hiccup haddock #viggo grimborn #smut #nsft #fanfiction #writing

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pandafishao3 · 9 months

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Writing hopes for 2024!

Since New Years Eve just passed, I figured I'd write out some of my hopes for 2024. I'm not gonna cement them into goals because I am shite at keeping those, but here's some WIP's and ideas I've been tinkering with and am very excited to keep working on!

A Downton Abbey inspired fic with omega!Bucky as a lady and alpha!Steve as a valet

The Fuck or Die square for the AFG Kink Bingo with a "What if...?" oneshot from my Day 3: Abduction fic with Steve being captured by Lloyd and as a punishment being told to help Lloyd out with Bucky

The Mirror Sex sqaure for the AFG Kink Bingo with Bucky being the plaything of Alexander Pierce, but given to his men...with mirrors

A few oneshots based on When I kissed your lips

More parts for Milk Farm, including one part with Steve using Bucky's ass after the birth

The Beg for it square for the AFG Kink Bingo including a very submissive service top alpha Steve and quite the opposite omega Bucky.

More Spiderpool related fics

A lot more too, but must importantly, I'm going to give Kinktober another shot!

Let me know what you think about it, and I'll probably add more to this post later :) Here's to another year!

#bucky barnes #fanfic #stucky #fanfiction #captain america #ao3 #marvel #steve rogers #alpha/beta/omega au

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granatkoroleva · 1 year

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♡ Cherry Claimed ♡

Pairing ♡ RetiredCap!Alpha!Steve Rogers x Baker!Omega!Bucky Barnes

Word Count ♡ 4.5K

Rating ♡ E

Read On Ao3

Tags ♡ Diner AU, Non- Traditional A/b/o, Shrunkyclunks, Older man/younger man, Oblivious Steve Rogers, Gratuitous use of Cherries, Explicit Sexual Content, Everything Is Beautiful & Nothing Hurts

Summary ♡ Steve has been a simple man since he retired. Goes to the same small-town diner ‘Barnes, every day. He’s not the best cook, and it’s the warm home-cooked meals he’s missed out on.

Initially enticed by the sweet aromas drawing him in by his nose past the front bell. The family-owned restaurant is friendly staffed. But it’s the smell of sugar, ripe sweet cherries, and homemade dough that he wants. Every day he orders the same burger at the same booth.

Every day he asks for the dessert special, and every day he doesn’t get what he wants.

Square + Prompt ♡

Ⓝ ⓶ + Oblivious Pining | All Caps Bingo | Card # AC 1094 | All Caps Bingo Masterlist @allcapsbingo

Ⓝ ⓷ + Retired!Cap (Free space) | Stucky Bingo | Card # R40101 | Stucky Bingo Masterlist @stuckybingo

Ⓘ ⓶ + Accidental Scent Bonding | AFG Omegaverse Bingo | @afgomegaversebingo

Ⓝ ⓷ + Diner AU (free space) | AF AU Bingo | @anyfandomaubingo

Ⓖ ⓷ + Claiming Marks | Sebastian Stan Bingo | @sebastianstanbingo

Ⓝ ⓷ + Rimming (free space) | AFG Kink Bingo | @anyfandomkinkbingo

Author's Note ♡ Mood-board made myself 🍒/ The wonderful art in this fic is made by : @buckymilf | graphic credit : @firefly-graphics | Masterlist | AO3 |

#stucky #ao3 #Bucky Barnes #Steve Rogers #fanfic #smutconnoisseur #fic moodboard #shrunkyclunks #steve x bucky #allcapsbingo2023 #stucky bingo round 4 #anyfandomaubingo #anyfandomkinkbingo #sebastian stan bingo #anyfandomomegabingo #alpha steve rogers #omega bucky barnes #stucky fanart

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howtodrawyourdragon · 6 months

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Going Official

Summary: Written for Any Fandom Goes Kink Bingo. Set after THW, the dragons never left. After almost a year of sneaking around, Hiccup wants more than that.

Warnings: Explicit sexual content

Rating: Explicit

Prompts: Fuck buddies

Words: 1 971

Fandom: How to Train Your Dragon

Characters: Hiccup, Eret

Pairing: Eretcup

Author's Notes: I haven't looked at the AFG Kink Bingo card in quite a while, but I looked at it yesterday, saw this prompt and thought of this. It counts.

Enjoy!

#httyd movies #httyd 2 #how to train your dragon 2 #httyd 3 #how to train your dragon 3 #httyd: the hidden world #nsft #not safe for tumblr #au #alternate universe #genderswap #genderswap au #hiccup haddock #eret son of eret #eretcup #my fanfics #going official

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evenfallwriter · 9 months

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FIC WRITING REVIEW 2023

Thank you @loki-is-my-kink-awakening for coming up with this!

Rules: Feel free to show whatever stats you have. Only want to show Ao3 stats? Rock on. Want to include some quantitative info instead of stats? Please do this. Want to change how yours is presented? Absolutely do that. Would rather eat glass than do this? Please don’t eat glass but don’t feel like you have to do this either.

(I have tweaked a couple of things after having seen them changed on other post's, if you would like to find the original tag you can find it on the creators blog.)

Words and Fic's

269897 words published in 2023

18 fics worked on

6 completed fics

most productive month: January with 73831 words

monthly words average: 22491 words

Words Written per Fandom

Bungou Stray Dogs - 104548 words

All for the Game Series - 164688 words

Natsume Yuujinchou - 29762 words

Eleceed - 661 words

Top 5 Pairings

Neil Josten/Andrew Minyard [7]

Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs) [7]

The Foxes | Palmetto State Foxes Member(s) & Neil Josten [7]

Katelyn/Aaron Minyard [6]

Jeremy Knox/Jean Moreau [5]

Top 5 by Kudos

dancing with the ghost of you [kudos:961]

something worth remembering [kudos: 719]

to burn for your love [kudos: 451]

make it through another night [kudos: 451]

can't tell a truth until you learn to lie [kudos: 347]

Top 5 by Hits

dancing with the ghost of you [hits: 34695]

something worth remembering [hits: 13325]

teach me how to be a fox [hits: 8217]

make it through another night [hits: 7157]

Misfortune of the fortunate [hits: 6728]

Fandom Events in 2023

For this part, I'm only adding in Bingo's that I was able to get a bingo/blackout for (along with those that were only for the year of 2023)

Bingo's

[10/25] AFG Dark Bingo - bingo

[25/25] July Break Bingo 2023 - black out

[09/09] July Break Mini Bingo 2023 - black out

[04/09] Halloween Horror Bingo (01) - bingo

[05/25] Spies Bingo 2023 - O

Writing Challenge's

[11/31] AU-gust Writing Challenge 2023

[05/31] AI-less Whumptober 2023

[04/31] Angstober 2023

[05/31] Flufftober 2023

Upcoming Plans (link to my excel sheet)

Fic's I'm hoping to finish writing/complete next year:

[AFTG] to hunt a rabbit (from 'blood stained bare teeth' series)

[AFTG] peach tea & hot chocolate nights (sequel to 'Little Oasis', Andrew and Neil meet as kids AU)

[AFTG] the fox trap (the menu au)

[AFTG] devils come out when the sun goes down (halloween fic)

[BSD] at least the war is over (manga CH 109 aftermath)

Fic's that I'd abandoned at some point, which I'm hoping to return to this year:

[AFTG] Misfortune of the Fortunate

[AFTG] Teach me How to be a Fox

[AFTG] The Fox Trap

I have a couple of things that I want to write next to these, however I am aware that it will be hard to do so with everything going on IRL, so I'm setting these as my main goals for now (might make a poll at some point this year to choose what i might work on next)

Writing Reflection

This year was a crazy writing year, if I'm being completely honest, and in many different ways. The biggest change for me this year in terms of writing was discovering the JBBingo, along with AUgust, they really both inspired and pushed me to create more writing content and I loved taking a part in both of them.

The goal of this year is to pretty much finish write and share more than I have done this year, so hopefully 250000~ or more words this time around.

Tagging: @42donotpanic, @stevethehousewife, @wishfulstargazer, @mrs-steve-harrington, @voiceoffenrisulfr, @urisarang

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blackwood4stucky · 4 months

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author: aspen blackwood | any fandom goes bingo

event: afg kink bingo

hoping these roses dull the pain, cover the scars and turn the page | 🅴

fill: handcuffs + fucking like rabbits stucky [james “bucky” barnes x steve rogers] synopsis: There were turncoats on the Lemurian Star.

the house on eighth street | 🆃

fill: sugar daddy stucky [james “bucky” barnes x steve rogers] synopsis: Making a house a home is supposed to be easy.

the husband and the steed | 🆃

fill: secret relationship pre-stucky [james “bucky” barnes x steve rogers] series: the call of darkness synopsis: Bucky goes to place his bet at the Hickory Raceway.

aspen’s vault: fics masterlist | aspen’s world: bingo & events participation masterlist

#anyfandomkinkbingo #afgkinkbingo #stucky #steve rogers #bucky barnes #wintershield #starbucks #odd ball bucky #barnes & noble #barnes & slightly insane noble #aspen's fics #aspen's world #aspen writes

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buckys-wintersoldier · 10 months

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Challenge | Masterlist

𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 “𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭“.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭. 𝐄𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞.

AFG BINGO

AFG Fluff Bingo | Masterlist

AFG AU Bingo | Masterlist

SEBASTIAN STAN BINGO

Sebastian Stan Bingo | Masterlist

SWEET & SPICY BINGO

Sweet & Spicy Bingo | Masterlist

Sweetheart Bingo | Masterlist (finished)

MULTIFANDOM-FLASH

ROUND THREE | Masterlist

Calendar Events: Easter | Masterlist

Calendar Events: Compliment | Masterlist

BUCKYBARNESEVENTS

Build-A-Bucky-Bingo | Masterlist

Alternate June-verse | Masterlist

LGBTQ BINGO

LGBTQ Bingo | Masterlist

FANDOM-FREE BINGO

Winter Edition | Masterlist

Valentine Edition | Masterlist

Wild Edition | Masterlist

Book Night | Masterlist

BINGO OF YOUR OWN

Bingo of your own | Masterlist

Fandom Bingo

Fandom Bingo | Masterlist

Stucky Bingo

Round 5 | Masterlist

Rair Pair Bingo

Round Three | Masterlist

MCU-Kink Bingo

MCU-Kink Bingo | Masterlist

Seasonal Delights Bingo

Types of love Bingo | Masterlist

SMUT MENU

Bucky Smut Menu | Masterlist

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holylulusworld · 2 years

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Irresistible Scent - Kinktober (1)

Summary: Your scent is irresistable to him.

Rating: Explicit

Kinktober Special: Marking Kink

Square 14 filled for @spnkinkbingo: Breeding Kink

Square 5 filled for @spnabobingo: Breeding

Square 3 filled for @afgomegaversebingo: Mate-Inducted Rut

Pairing: Alpha!Dean Winchester x Omega!Reader

Warnings: language, a/b/o, smut, unprotected sex, fingering, dirty talk, breeding kink, marking kink, marking with cum/and scent, mating bites, knotting, scenting, true mates, there is some fluff too, a little angst, implied smut, implied oral, possessive Dean

Words: 1,5+ k

A/N: Here we go. Kinktober is here.

Kinktober 2022

2022 SPN KINK BINGO masterlist

2022 SPN A/B/O BINGO masterlist

AFG Omegaverse Bingo masterlist

That scent.

That irresistible scent makes him crawl up the walls. He can’t fight it. Can’t breathe. Can’t think. Can’t resist.

You are luring the alpha in. Even though, he promised himself to never give in to his alpha. You are his brother’s best friend. The little sister they never had. His friend. His confident.

But you are so much more…

You are his true mate. The one making him want to have more than the life he has. You make him dream of something more. Something he cannot have, but desires, nonetheless.

“Omega,” a soft and throaty purr leaves his lips. A stark contrast to the things his lust-clouded mind imagines right now. He balls his hand into fists. His teeth grit and his whole body feels like it’s on fire. “Fuck.”

Dean can’t help it. He slowly trots toward the door to leave his room. If he’s fast enough, he can sit this unexpected rut out before you even realized he’s gone.

“I need to get the fuck out of here,” he groans as your scent just got stronger. “No-fuck…ngh…”

“Dean?” fuck. The worst case just happened. Not only did Dean not make it out of the bunker, but you also walked right in on him as he tried to escape your scent and his instinct. “Shit, what’s wrong…”

You softly call out Dean’s name, but he looks like he’s in trance. He only stares at you, as his teeth grit and his nostrils flare.

“OMEGA,” he growls rather than speaking. You take a step back, already smelling the rut on Dean. “My omega. Come here.”

“Dean, how come you are in rut?” you squeak as the alpha pounces on you. “Dean. What’s wrong? You just had your rut.”

“Your scent drives me crazy,” you pant heavily as Dean buries his face in your neck to inhale your scent deeply. “I want you to smell like me. You must smell like me.”

“O-kay,” it doesn’t take much to get you in his arms. You simply give in to your omega and your feelings. Dean was the one not wanting to give in. You lost the battle a long time ago.

The moment you met the cocky alpha for the first time.

He purrs against you, hands pawing at the flannel you stole from Dean. “You’re mine. Only mine.”

“I’m yours,” you’re a panting mess. Dean’s scent. The way he purrs your name, and the fact that you can feel his erection press against your thigh turns you into a puddle. “Only yours.”

Dean is nuzzling you, all the while rubbing his aching cock against your thigh.

“Can we go to your room and not do this here?” you nervously laugh.

Sam is somewhere at the bunker, and you don’t want him to walk in on you and his brother making out like horny teens.

“My room. Safe. My omega,” you don’t fight Dean when he easily picks you up in bridal style to carry you inside his room. “Mine…”

Scent. Mine. Breed. Mark. Dean’s mind is filled with you.

“Dean, fuck,” you end up pressed face first against the door the moment he slammed it shut.

He’s on you in a blink and rips your panties off of your body. Dean presses his body to yours and slides his hands over your chest, groping your plush flesh.

“Mine,” his hands wander down to your hips, gripping you tightly to press your ass into his crotch. You can feel his throbbing length press into your butt, and you hope, he won’t lose control.

He’s slowly going down on his knees, hands moving over your body on his way.

“DEAN?” you squeak as he buries his face between your legs to capture some of your slick. “Oh fuck! What has gotten into you? Why are you in rut?”

“YOU,” he growls against your flesh. Well, you won’t get an answer tonight. Dean is busy roaming your ass, hips, and legs with his rough hands. He’s caressing every curve, every spot until one hand becomes brave and cups your pussy. “Fuck, you’re going to be the death of me.”

“I didn’t do-“ you whimper at the feeling of his fingers toying with your swollen clit. “Shit, Dean…we can’t. You said we can never be together.”

“You triggered my fucking rut,” he purrs while slipping two fingers inside of your cunt. Pumping his thick fingers in and out of your dripping pussy, Dean groans deeply. “You’re going to smell like me. I’m going to cover you with my scent and mark this body.”

“What? I-“ his fingers slip out of you much too soon for your liking. But you won’t be empty for long. Dean gets back up and drops his sweatpants to the ground. While he cups your ass, humming as you push your butt into his big hands, you hastily take off your flanell.

“This is mine,” one hand cups one of your breasts, roughly groping your flesh as you feel his cock poke your entrance. “Fuck.” He grips your hips, forcing you to stick your ass out a little. “I gotta breed this cunt, make you round. Everyone will know this is mine.”

“Fuck!” you exclaim loudly as Dean simply drives right into you. There are no gentleness or loving words. The alpha is too far gone to care for sex etiquette. “Dean! You didn’t use protection.”

It’s no use. Dean presses the full length of his body against yours, holding you pinned to the door as he fucks up into you with long strokes. “Gonna make this cunt my home,” he breathlessly moans in your ear. “Not gonna last long.”

Dean is on the edge for too long to hold back. He wraps his arms around your body and twirls around, with you in his arms. You end up on the bed, squeaking as the alpha is still on top of you, moving like a madman. “Dean!”

“Just…fuck,” he pushes off you to help you get on your hands and knees. You huff, as he barely gives you the time to take a breath before he grips your hips and fills you again.

The alpha roughly slams his hips into your ass, creating a squelching sound every time he enters your slicked pussy.

You grip the bedsheets, hoping he won’t fulfill his promise and get you full of pups as he gets even faster.

Your body seizes up and you choke out a moan as the unavoidable happens. You gush all over his cock, making Dean growl in delight.

“That’s it, omega,” you whimper as your presentation leaves his lips and his hands gently move all over your back, sides and thighs. “You’re taking me so well. Fuck…I’m gonna…”

Before you can come down from your high you get pressed into the mattress again.

It’s a mess. You’re a mess as Dean mounts you from behind, moving his hips at a pace making you gasp and squeak.

He doesn’t stop. Not when you tilt your head in submission. Not when his teeth sink in your mating gland to claim you. Not even when his knot pops open to lock you together.

“Dean, I can’t,” you whimper underneath Dean. It’s too much. His sudden change of mind. The intimacy. The bond forming. “Dean…”

“I’ve got you, sweetheart…I’ve got you…”

“Fuck, no,” you whimper and whine as Dean just covered you in his cum.

After the first time he knotted you, you tried to have a shower. Only for the alpha to be all over you again. He threatened to breed you again and you tried to convince him to pull out.

“What?” he purrs as your ass, back, legs, and pussy are covered in his spunk. “You wanted me to pull out. Hmm…yeah. Now you smell like me all the time. You’ll not get me off your skin anytime soon.”

“I’ll just wash it off,” Dean growls now. His arms wrap around your body to keep you from getting under the spray. “DEAN!”

“No-no! You will show everyone that I marked you. Not only your neck and pussy, all of you,” his alpha hindbrain tells him to make sure every alpha crossing your path will stay away from you. “You’re mine.”

“I’m wearing your mark,” he hums, but still holds you in his arms, smearing his cum all over your body and his chest. “Dean, I can’t walk around covered in cum. It’s sticky and…uh…you know. I don’t want them to know what we do in private.”

“Aw, now my omega is shy,” Dean purrs in your neck. “I let you shower if you admit that you want me to mark you some more. Maybe I can leave a mark on your pussy too.”

He reluctantly releases you. Dean watches you turn around, quirking a brow as his eyes drop to your cunt. “Dean! You can’t bite me down there!”

“I can…and will,” you walk backward until your back hits the cool tile wall. “Spread those pretty legs. I’m gonna leave my mark right now…”

He goes on his knees, smirking as you let him hook one leg over his shoulder.

“Fuck, Dean…”

Dean won’t bite you. No. He will leave a different kind of mark. He will take you apart with his mouth until your pussy knows, she belongs only to him…

Tags in reblog.

#dean winchester #spnabobingo #SPNKINKBINGO #afgomegaversebingo #dean winchester fanfic #dean winchester x you #a/b/o #alpha!dean winchester #alpha!dean x omega!reader #dean winchester fanfiction #dean winchester smut #alpha!dean x omegareader #dean x reader #dean x you #kinktober day 1

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