#switch bucky

[buckyalpine]

Sub!Mob Bucky x reader ft pegging

18+

Dom CEO Bucky x f reader

A bit of a pegging drabble. Welcome to my fever dreams. I started this when I was dying and sick in November. I’m still sick but not in the way you think, just my ideas are sick and I’m a sick person for this. This is the OG fic that inspired this, proceed with caution. 

Once again shame on me. 

Lets say, after the first time, you’re both insatiable 

He doesn’t always need it hard and rough.

Sometimes he needs you to fill him while being soft and slow, your hand wrapped around his cock while his thick thighs hug your waist. Your lips brush against his while he moans for you, your hips rolling slowly. 

Like today. 

Quiet footsteps ascend the stairs and you know he’s home. His hair is a little messy from repeatedly running his hands through it, his tie loosened, sleeves rolled up. His eyes are tired but they light up as soon as they lock with yours. 

“Hey angel” He pulls you into his arms, his face burying into the crook of your neck. “Missed you baby” 

“Missed you handsome” You coo, pecking his lips while wrapping his arms around his waist, inhaling the remnants of the cologne he’d sprayed that morning, “How was work” 

“Just tired, long day” He shrugs, taking his watch off and removing his tie. You help him undress, unbuttoning his shirt and placing it in the hamper while he slips his belt off and hangs his slacks in the closet. 

“Hot shower?” You smile up and him softly, while he give you a small nod, his muscles still tensed from stress. 

“Yes please” 

He happily follows you into the bathroom, for once finding your scorching hot water temperature satisfying instead of cowering away from it. You grab some shower gel, scrubbing and massaging his skin while he groans, feeling his body start to relax.

“Feel better baby?”

“Mhm” He kisses you deeply, savoring the taste of your lips, the sweetness of your tongue. Nothing makes him happier than being at home with his sweet angel. He loves the way your hands wrap around his body, gently rubbing and kneading his back, working down his spine. 

After you both rinse off, you wrap yourself up with your fluffy robe, only to have it tossed off you seconds later when Bucky throws his own towel aside, pulling you into bed with him. You squeak as he pulls you to straddle on top of him, his hard cock swollen against his abs while he rubs up and down your soft thighs. 

“I’ve had a long day baby” He whispers, his eyes more puppy like than usual. You know he’s still not fully relaxed, your hand cupping his cheek, caressing him scruff while he kisses the inside of your palm. 

“What does daddy need” 

“Fill me angel” He groans, laying down, his head against the pillows, legs parted. You know exactly what he needs, humming softly. You grab the bottle of lube, squeezing a drop onto your finger tips while you lay on top of him, kissing his face. Your hand brushes and massages his scalp, carding through his hair while the other hand trails down, ghosting over his cock to his tight ring of muscle. 

You know how he needs it, gently pushing your finger in, sliding in and out, smiling at the soft sigh he lets out, spreading his legs further so you could open him up more. You slip the toy on so it sits snugly around your hips, pecking his lips before lining the tip up with his perfect hole. 

“Ready daddy?”

“Please baby” He whispered, moaning deeply as soon as the toy breeched his hole, his eyes rolling back as you started to push in deeper. You took your time, giving him long, deep strokes, the same way he did when he took his time making you feel good. 

“That’s it love, make love to daddy” He groaned, gently guiding your hips to hit that spot that makes his cock leak, the tip of his length making a mess on his tummy. You slowed down to swipe up the sticky mess he was making, licking it clean off your fingers before continuing to fuck him, focused on giving him the most pleasure you could. 

“You taste so good daddy” You tasted him again, your cheeks growing warm as he locked his eyes with you, his lips parted, panting each time you thrusted in. 

“You love this don’t you princess, God you’re so - mmpph fuck - so good” He started to lose himself, his deep moaning getting higher, nearly whimpering when you changed the angle of your thrusts, pressing against his prostate. “Fuck right there princess, please, r-right fucking there, c’mere” 

“There daddy?” You whispered, moving faster, your body falling onto his as he wrapped his arms around you, lifting his thighs up so you could fuck him deeper. He kept his face tucked against your neck, nipping and sucking your soft skin, his cock bumping against your stomach with your movements, 

“There-there-’mgonna c-cum” He was sure he was going to cry from pleasure, all the tension of his day melting away as pleasure crawled up his spine, deep euphoria spreading through his body. “Angel, m’cumming!” 

There was no warning as streams of cum burst from his cock, his hips rutting up for more friction, humping against your body, his length pressed between your bodies. You cooed, gently grazing his scalp, continued to fuck him through his high, not stopping until he was milked dry, a creamy milky mess on the both of you. 

He spend the rest of the night with his face between your legs, more relaxed than ever, rewarding you for doing such a good job, giving you 3 orgasms for his hands free one. 

Now @cadencejames87 inspired this, cause imagine he wants more. Not just for you to make him feel good but for the both of you to feel good together. He gets a double sided toy so you could both spread your legs apart across from each other, the both of you stretched open while your bodies move in sync. Sometimes you’re both on your backs, his heavy legs on top of yours, feet planted on the mattress, just relishing in the feeling of being filled up he may or may not have had your end molded after him since no one else gets to stretch you open like that, toy or not. 

When he’s extra needy, you’re both bent over while he pushes back to stimulate the both of you, his cock leaking all over the sheets, jaw slack while he desperately moans with no shame, bouncing his hips back, his ass clapping againsts yours JESUS 

Anyway.

Please don’t block me. 

Please. 

[stuckysbike]

More Than One Valentine

A/n: All mistakes are my own. Written on my phone.

Stucky x Reader, Bucky x reader, Stucky, Steve x reader

AU: you finally get Steve and Bucky together- now you need to work out what to do with yourself abs your broken heart.

Warnings: angst, smut, 18 plus only please, fluff, FWB situation, presumed unrequited love, polyamory, MMF, bisexual Stucky, Dom!Bucky, sub!Steve, switch!reader

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Bucky and Steve finally shared their first kiss on Valentine’s Day.

It was a bittersweet moment for you; you’d been trying to get them together for too long and now you had nothing to do, nowhere to go.

In a twisted and complicated situation you’d ended up as a FWB to both of them. It started with Bucky, a wet night with only his leather coat for shelter turned into desperate kissing and more. Then three months later he was on a mission and Steve had come in from a date in a terrible headspace.

You called Bucky because you didn’t know what else to do. Bucky’s advice was to screw Steve’s brains out.

“What?” You stuttered.

“He gets too into his head, you gotta’ help him clear it out doll,” Bucky said in that gruff tone.

“I - but - we-“

“Go ahead. I don’t mind sharing our arrangement with Stevie. Always shared everything with him anyway, you’re no different,” Bucky said as if you were an old coat or a favourite book.

It hurt, deep in your gut like a hand twisting it savagely, but you brushed it aside. You were just a couple of friends who tamed an itch. Bucky probably did it with lots of girls and guys. You weren’t his only one. You couldn’t be.

So you fell into a routine with them. If Steve had any reservations he didn’t share them and his mood changed, not just that night but overall. He was lighter, different like he had a plan again.

It was obvious they were in love, that they wanted each other. Everyone could see it, especially you. You spent most time with them, you saw the subtle touches, kind words and gentle gestures. You would find them making each other breakfast, or always making sure the other one was drinking enough water.

And the sex was …even? You never spent more time with one over the other. You went from one to the other than back.

Sometimes you didn’t even get to shower; after a night with Steve Bucky would drag you to his room in the morning to taste you while Steve went on a run. Sometimes Steve would come in after a long stint of being Captain America and bury his face in you pussy moments after Bucky had went to his own room.

“I can’t take it. They’re ruining my vagina,” you complained to Nat one evening after too many cocktails. The and my heart was left unspoken but you both knew it.

Nat had laughed anyway because in that moment you both needed to laugh. “Set them up.” She poured another drink. She wasn’t even following recipes any longer. It was shots of hard liquor that burned in the best way.

So you did, you made sure the floor you all shared was off limits, you lit candles and played soft music, dimmed the lights. You got your hands on some Asgardian Champagne, scattered rose petals and made sure both their bedrooms had ample supplies of lube and toys.

You made sure your own room had noise cancelling headphones, snacks and a queue of your favourite shows all lined up to make sure you didn’t think too much. Or hear too much.

You should have prepared for a broken heart.

Here they were after confessing their love and finally kissing as they stood in front of the massive windows. You were on the couch, you needed to start them off, convince them to take the leap, but as soon as they got lost in each other you stood and slipped away.

At least you tried to.

“Where are you going?” Steve asked, his voice small and vulnerable.

You froze and looked over your shoulder. They were both looking your way, faces unreadable.

“To give you both some privacy,” you said quietly.

“But we need to thank you,” Bucky’s voice was equally soft.

You offered them a smile, it was genuine because you were happy for them, you just realised too damn late that you’d fallen for both of them.

They walked towards you, a pair of supersoldiers, one beefy the other sculpted. One dark the other light.

Two pairs of blue eyes burned into your skin. You felt like crying, because it was the sexiest thing you’d ever seen and all they were going to do was hug you then get on with their lives.

Bucky caught your hand and pulled you towards his body but he turned you so your back was to his chest.

“Say thank you Stevie,” he growled.

Steve immediately dropped his mouth to yours. The kiss was gentle, just a brush of his pink lips as they pressed into yours. He pulled away after the kiss that was not just friendly. “Thank you.” He had that sincere look, the honest voice.

Your heart broke a little more.

And then Bucky was turning you in his arms and looking down at you. Steve’s big hands rested on your hips as he held you in place for Bucky. Bucky was rougher than Steve, his lips pressed you harder more demanding making you weak at the knees.

Where Steve asked Bucky took.

“Thank you,” Bucky said, a tiny smirk at the corner of his mouth. “Now where were we?”

And they started kissing over your shoulder. They moved close crushing your body between theirs, hands holding you still as they explored each others mouths.

You gasped and tried to slip away but you were trapped. You tried harder only for them to part and Bucky looked at you with hard eyes.

“Stop squirming doll, I’m kissing on my fella and you’re distracting me. You’ll get your turn.” You gaped up at Bucky but his focus was back on Steve. “Come ‘ere you.”

You could hear the wet noises of their kisses, could feel their physical reactions as you stood trapped between their hard bodies.

When they pulled apart for air you found yourself turned back to Steve and he was kissing you, desperate now as he licked into your mouth. He let out a needy moan as he lifted you and you had no choice but to wrap your legs around him.

“So fuckin’ sexy,” Bucky growled. His hands were on your hips and ass and it took you a moment to realise you were moving towards Steve’s bedroom.

Steve fell back on his bed and looked up at you with doe eyes, lips parted and pure trust. And something else you couldn’t place. You were straddling his waist when the bedroom door clicked shut.

“Don’t mind me,” Bucky sat on the chair in the corner, and you looked between them. Maybe this was one last night with them, and you would make it count before they got on with the rest of their lives without you.

In the bedroom Steve was submissive. It had surprised you at first; but it made sense. Steve carried the universe on his shoulders sometimes so it was natural that he’d want to forget. So you were what he needed you to be. You took charge, took care of him, made it so that he didn’t need a plan or a rousing speech in the bedroom.

Bucky was dominant, that didn’t surprise you at all. He needed control, where he’d been tortured before now he thrived in giving pleasure in making decisions, on taking care of his lovers. You let him take care of you, you basked in and enjoyed it. You loved the attention.

And you were the perfect switch between them giving each of them what they needed.

You bit your lip, nerves running through you but you pushed it aside to try and enjoy one last night with them both.

“Colour?” You asked.

“Green!” Steve said urgently.

“Steve, take your clothes off,” you said. Steve immediately sat up and unbuttoned his shirt slowly, looking between you and Bucky but you clicked your tongue and Steve’s eyes flew to you. “Eyes on me baby, you have him all to yourself soon enough.”

Steve’s eyebrows scrunched and Bucky shifted in his chair but you stayed still watching Steve. He folded his shirt then toed his shoes off, and as he unbuckled his belt and pulled it from the loops he looked down at you, holding it between big hands.

Bucky sucked in a breath as you nodded and Steve set the belt on the bed for later. He sat and removed his socks then his pants.

Once upon a time his cheeks would have been red by this point but Steve had gotten past that, he trusted you and with his attention on you the fact that Bucky was sitting right there didn’t even phase him.

His boxer briefs were navy blue, and it was obvious he was aroused by the whole situation. He looked at you as he thumbed the waistband.

“Won’t be much fun with them on will it Soldier?” You teased and his cheeks flushed a slight shade of pink before he started to push them down. “Eyes on me.” You reminded him and his confidence returned.

And then Steve was naked, standing tall and proud and fully erect. You looked at Bucky and he was watching the two of you with something that looked like pride.

“Why don’t you get your ring, plug and the lube?” You suggested to Steve.

Bucky groaned and you glanced over at him as Steve scrambled across the bed to grab what he wanted from underneath. “Do you want to cut in?”

Bucky smiled, warm and genuine and for a second your breath caught. “Yes,” he said softly. “But not yet. I’m dying to see where this goes.”

When you turned back to the bed Steve was kneeling in the middle, eyes wide and wet lips parted. “You look like a horny puppy.” You told him and it made him laugh.

You didn’t say anything else as you removed your clothes and Steve settled down to watch you, waiting patiently with his hands in his lap.

When you got to your bra and panties you hesitated but Bucky’s soft voice rang in your ears. “All of it.”

You looked over at him, making eye contact to acknowledge you’d heard him then nodded, holding his gaze.

You removed your bra, then panties and Steve let out a gentle moan.

“On your back baby,” you told Steve. He complied immediately and lay back, spreading his long legs so you could settle between his thighs. He handed you a pillow and you thanked him with a kiss to the lips then helped him place it under his hips. “Do you want your belt?”

Steve nodded eagerly and you handed it to him. Steve lay back with his arms stretched above his head holding the belt in his hands.

“Colour?” You checked.

“Green,” Steve said.

“Steve is such a good boy that he stays like that until he’s told to move,” you told Bucky. “Well, most of the time.”

Bucky laughed softly and you drew your focus back to Steve. Bending you kissed his thighs, nipping at sensitive skin. As you moved closer Steve moaned and gasped until finally you were pressing a chaste kiss to the base of his cock.

You kissed lower until your tongue reached his tightly furled ass, and then with wet licks you proceeded to help him relax. You didn’t notice Bucky get out of his chair, not until you saw the black vibranium hand resting on Steve’s knee.

You pulled away and looked up at him. “Too much for you?”

“Christ Dolly you’re killing me,” Bucky’s voice was rough with arousal.

You giggled and got back to your task. It wasn’t long before you were sitting up and drizzling lube on your fingers. You warmed it up then pressed two against his puckered hole.

“The lube is edible and flavoured. Steve likes his asshole eaten,” you said conversationally to Bucky.

Steve whined and you grinned up at him. You shuffled closer and took the tip of his cock into your mouth, licking the pre-cum and sucking the skin as you curled your fingers. Steve cried out and you took him deeper, breathing through your nose as he filled your throat. You loved this, Steve at your mercy as you pleasured him.

When you finally felt the hairs at the base of his cock tickle your nose you pulled back and reached for the cock ring. “He doesn’t really need this, he has a refractory period just like yours but sometimes he’s over eager. He can get…messy.”

Steve moaned softly, hearing you talk about him as if he wasn’t there was driving him insane in the best way.

“You know him well,” Bucky praised. He was right behind you now looking over your shoulder, still fully clothed apart from his shoes and socks. You hadn’t noticed him taking them off.

You reached for the plug next, it was a smaller one, black, with a flared base. It slipped in easily but Steve moaned and arched his back. You turned it slowly and watched his chest heave.

“How do you feel?” You asked Steve.

He nodded and met your eyes. “I feel yeah-“

“Colour?” You asked.

“Green,” Steve practically slurred.

You chuckled and then settled back onto your haunches. Bucky looked at you curious for your next move.

“He’s all yours,” you whispered looking up at him.

A big hand cupped your cheek and he kissed you softly. “He’s all ours Doll.”

Your heart skipped a beat and you wished that were true but you pushed the hope away. This was about getting them together. Nothing else.

Bucky kissed you, his movements lazy but dominating and he gripped your soft skin. His hand slipped between your legs and you’d been able to ignore your needs until now but as soon as his fingertip brushed your slick puffy lips you sighed and leaned into Bucky. His other hand moved to your hair and he fisted it just enough to pull your head back. “I’m so proud of you. Watching you with Steve, so proud of both of you.”

You felt the blood warm your cheeks at his praise and snuggled against him.

“Now, I’m going to undress. I want you to get a reward for being so good to Stevie, what do you say Steve?” Bucky asked easily taking over the room.

Steve nodded eagerly. “Yes, please, baby, sit on my face?”

“Yeah, I want to see that. Go sit on his face baby,” Bucky kissed you again. You did as he asked, turning so you could watch him. Steve didn’t let go of the belt as his tongue dove inside your folds, lapping and sucking at your juices.

Steve moaned and Bucky’s sharp eyes zeroed in on you. “Hovering baby girl? That’s against the rules,” Bucky warned.

Steve moaned again and you chuckled, giving Bucky a bright smile. “I know he’s been good, but he has to earn it,” you teased.

Bucky smiled softly and removed his black boxer briefs and then he was kneeling between Steve’s spread legs. He skimmed his fingers along the sensitive skin on Steve’s thighs and you could see Steve tremble. You close that moment to rest your full weight on him for a few seconds, knowing he needed it.

His moans vibrated through you and then Bucky was kissing you. “Good fuckin’ girl.”

Bucky touched Steve and every time he cried out or trembled you rested your weight onto him, calming him.

And then Bucky was bringing the plug out, replacing it with his fingers. His eyes flicked up to you as Steve sucked on your clit.

“Cum baby,” Bucky said. You didn’t even know you were waiting for permission. You cried out as your release washed through you, making your toes curl. As you came down from your high Bucky kissed you. “Now go clean him up.”

You moved fast, straddling Steve’s tummy and kissing over his face, licking into his mouth. You were so busy kissing Steve you almost missed the deep groan he let out. Two hands, one warm and one cold lifted your hips and then Steve’s cock was sliding snugly into your soaked cunt.

“I’m going to fuck both of you now,” Bucky warned.

“Please Bucky,” you whined.

Bucky’s hand slid into your hair and he grabbed a thick fistful as he pulled you back against his chest.

“Look at you,” Bucky growled in your ear as his other hand slid around your throat. His nimble fingers trailed your body, plucking at your nipples, squeezing soft flesh, tickling your hips and exploring the area where you and Steve were joined. “Our perfect girl.”

“Bucky,” you turned to him squeezing your thighs. Beneath you Steve grunted as you squeezed his cock, his eyes never leaving you and Bucky.

“Colour?” Bucky asked you.

“So fuckin’ green!” You said.

“Stevie, baby I need you to hold onto her, make sure she has some support. Hands up,” he said.

Steve let go of the belt and raised his hands, palms up and fingers wide. “Good boy baby,” Bucky praised. You reached out and pressed your palms to Steve’s, let your fingers tangle and lock together.

Steve tested the pressure, moving you slightly and you couldn’t help but giggle as he practically used you as a weight, lowering you to kiss his lips then pushing you back to Bucky’s chest.

Bucky let out a soft laugh at the two of you and hooked his chin over your bare shoulder. “Show off,” he said to Steve. Steve, in a happy headspace blew him a kiss.

Bucky started off gentle, his thrusts going through Steve and into you. Bucky was taking his time, working out this new position as he managed both of you.

His hands returned to your body, his fingers strumming over your body. He knew every nerve, knew what made you sigh and squeal, what relaxed you and what wound you up.

With a palm on your back he pushed you forward until you were lying on Steve’s chest. His right hand gripped your butt cheek, moulding the flesh and you knew it was coming but you still yelped.

Steve grunted, you were squeezing his cock again. “Do you know why I’m spanking you?” Bucky’s voice cut through your brain fog and you nodded.

“I broke a rule,” you slurred. Steve kissed your cheek and forehead as he simply observed. “I hovered.”

Bucky grunted in agreement and a few more slaps landed on you. “You had a good reason though so I think that’ll do.”

Bucky’s hands moved over your back as he curled over you both. His right hand cupped Steve’s cheek. Kissing each other in this position would be impossible so he ran his thumb over Steve’s lips. Steve opened his mouth and sucked Bucky’s thumb in. Bucky groaned at the sight and the sensation.

“You good there Sweetheart?” Bucky asked him.

Steve’s smile was dopey, despite Bucky’s digit in his way and he nodded, his eyes shining. “Never better.”

The words were garbled but easily understood none the less. As Bucky pulled away he kissed your cheek.

Bucky started to thrust again and you moved back to sit on Steve, that’s when you realised you couldn’t feel the cock ring. Bucky must have removed it from Steve and you were grateful because you didn’t think you had the ability to remove it at this point. You were a soft Dom, you didn’t like delaying or preventing orgasms, you were too needy yourself.

You kissed Steve’s chest and face as Bucky fucked him and Steve sobbed into your mouth when your lips met. Bucky’s movements were getting more aggressive and Steve was gasping and thrashing in pleasure.

“Is he good?” You prompted.

“So good, I’m - it’s - he’s amazing,” Steve said.

“Shush, baby hush, he’ll hear you and his ego will be insufferable,” you teased.

Bucky laughed, his hand sliding around your throat and pulling you back to his chest. “So rude,” he grunted as he kissed you, his fingers finally brushing over your clit.

Steve came first after you clenched around his cock, your body chasing Bucky’s fingers, and you followed a few moments behind him. The familiar stutter of Bucky’s breathing told you he’d found his release too.

“You two will be the death of me,” he said as he kissed your neck and shoulders and helped you untangle yourself from Steve.

A warm cloth was cleaning you, hands were moving you and you realised Steve was getting the same treatment as he sighed in contentment.

Bucky got into bed on the other side of Steve and smiled softly at you both.

“I should go,” you said suddenly.

“No!” They both said at once.

You shifted. “But I- this was about you two.”

Steve pulled you on top of him then rolled over, pinning you between him and Bucky. “Going nowhere.”

Bucky chuckled. “Darlin’ we’re crazy about you, if you haven’t noticed. I know you like to talk about feelings and stuff but we’re doing this my way. You’re my best girl, he’s my best guy, we’ll work it out from there.”

You opened your mouth but your words betrayed you so instead you snuggled into their arms and enjoyed their warmth. Maybe this could work, maybe the three of you could find peace.

“Besides,” Steve yawned, “you negate our stupid.”

You giggled. Bucky slid a leg between yours and rested his hand on Steve’s chest.

Meanwhile deep inside your own chest your heart sang.

[buckrecs]

Subby Bucky

masterlist | req masterlist

Control by @cake-writes

Bucky isn’t usually one to relinquish control, but this time he does.

please. by @buckybarnesdiaries

Bucky needed to be spoiled.

I See Sunshine ‘cause I Know That You Are Mine by @duckybarnes1917

Bucky enjoys being your good boy.

Tied Up by @duckybarnes1917

Bucky wants to be tied up, teased, and denied.

Crooked Crown by @rookthorne

Sometimes the King needed his Queen to take care of him, and you were more than happy to oblige.

Delicate by @bucksangel

Bucky Barnes, known as the ‘king of New York’, is ruthless and powerful, running everything with an iron fist. He has no weaknesses, other than you. You’re his world, his soulmate, his angel, and he’d do anything and everything to keep you safe. What John Walker, an up-and-coming mobster with irrational tendencies, doesn’t understand, is that you’ll do the same for Bucky.

in your arms i’m born again by @bonky-n-steeb

you want to find out exactly how many times is too many times for the super soldier.

Starved. by @buckybabieboy

Bucky's first time after 70+ years

The Tailor’s Son by @kinanabinks

After a decade away from Chicago, you're back home to rule over your domain - and to finally make the tailor's son yours.

Overstimulation by @metalbuckaroo

"As long as you want me to, sweetheart. I'm all yours."

Insatiable 19.1 by @thenhewaswrongaboutme

After finally returning from the mission gone wrong, Bucky has you right where he wants you— spread out on the bed with his head between your thighs. He’s a little eager, but it’ll be fine— right?

so you had a bad day… by @dirtychocolatechai

reader edging Bucky who's had a rough day

Can you see what I see? by @dailyreverie

Mission Accomplished by @buckyseternal

sometimes your work is stressful. coming home from an especially aggravating mission, you take out all of your frustrations on your boyfriend.

Dirty Little Secret by @moonlight-prose

bucky's long kept secret soon becomes reality.

Control by @cake-writes

Bucky isn’t usually one to relinquish control, but this time he does.

You Know Just What I Need by @sinner-as-saint

Freshly out of uni, Bucky Barnes comes back to live in his family home. Given he’s the only son of a billionaire, he needs security around at all times. And his dad puts you in charge of his son’s safety until he comes home from a business trip. You intend on doing your job as perfectly as always, but what you didn’t know it that Bucky is a spoilt brat who is only interested in pestering you and making your life a living hell… until eventually you are left with no other choice but to teach him a lesson in order for him to learn how to behave.

drabble by @becca-e-barnes

making a subby!dbf!Bucky cum inside you

Touch by @ro-is-struggling

Bucky was not a fan of physical contact, that was something you knew about him even before you started dating him. What you didn't know was how incredibly touch starved he was. That is until one lazy Sunday afternoon, when you take your relationship to the next level.

Losing Control by @flordeamatista

Control is reclaimed by you

Occupied by @goodgirlofglory

You have dragged Bucky into the handicapable toilet on the main floor of the administrations floor of S.H.I.E.L.D and intend to swallow his cock. Who is he to say no?

Big Boy by @goodgirlofglory

tying up a big strong metal armed super soldier and making him cum over and over and over while he’s begging

Delicate by @bucksangel

Bucky Barnes, known as the ‘king of New York’, is ruthless and powerful, running everything with an iron fist. He has no weaknesses, other than you. You’re his world, his soulmate, his angel, and he’d do anything and everything to keep you safe. What John Walker, an up-and-coming mobster with irrational tendencies, doesn’t understand, is that you’ll do the same for Bucky.

Stupid by @coffeecatsandcandles

Without reason, Bucky asks for a divorce.

I Hate U by @duckybarnes1917

Bucky hates you. Until he doesn't.

The Storm He Claims by @sstan-hoe

with a hot-headed wife like you, Bucky's life was never boring. Add to that, his daughter. Seven years, cute as a button with the temper of her mother.

The Interview by @sweetbbarnes

After directing a successful movie about Captain America’s life, the media seems to think that you and Steve Rogers would be the perfect match. Little do they know, your heart has already been taken by his best friend, the infamous ex-assassin James Barnes. And although you two are in a secret relationship and even secretly live together, when Bucky hears people talking about how you and Steve would be perfect for each other, his insecurity gets the best of him. But it’s okay, because you are determined to show your soldier just how much you love him.

Purr for me by @rookthorne

A deal had been struck, and since you had claimed victory that day, you were more than eager to collect the reward of such a win.

plaything by @captain-buckyyy

[tempestaurora]

watched the first two captain america movies bc i'm sick and now i can't stop thinking about writing another stucky fic. i do not have a take. i do not have a concept. i just wanna write another 50k oneshot.

[wolveria]

I said he was a top. I didn't say he was a dom.

[hannibals-favourite-meal]

Rewards of TikTok

Loki x plus size reader x Bucky

Part 1 | Marvel Masterlist | Main Masterlist

How Bucky and Loki got a song out of her head.

Warnings: smut, rimming (f receiving), fingering, sub!reader, switch!Loki, switch!Bucky, Winterfrost, Loki and Bucky like to compete, threesome, bisexual loki and bucky, oral (m receiving), anal sex, double penetration, unprotected sex, creampie, orgasm control, after care, standing sex

WC: 2.4k

Minors DNI

Y/N couldn’t remember how she got to the room, she didn’t even know who’s room it was, a thick veil of fog settling over her mind already from Loki’s grinding and Bucky’s kisses. She desperately grabbed at them, the two men towering over her, controlling her every movement.

Bucky’s warm hand slipped up her shirt, cupping the underside of her boob, his calloused thumb flicking her hard nipple. She thanked whatever god was out there (maybe she should thank Loki 😏) that she forewent a bra that day. Loki’s own chilly palms skirting underneath her black leggings, fingers spreading out over her wide hips, squeezing her love handles tightly.

“So beautiful. Isn’t that right James.” Loki looked over her shoulder at the soldier before he shifted the collar of her shirt over so his thin lips could brush over her hot skin, leaving goosebumps in his wake. “Most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen.” Her head lolled back, lips parting, a small whimper escaping her throat.

She didn’t even notice the stretchy material of her pants being rolled down her chubby legs, too caught up in the feel of both men’s lips lathering her with progressively hotter kisses. She gasped as freezing cold fingers grazed her clit. Bucky took advantage of her open mouth to slip her his tongue, their lips locking in a hungry kiss. 

The god interrupted them only briefly to pull the shirt over her head, and as soon as the fabric was thrown on the floor, Loki licked and nipped down her back, kissing every scar, every blemish, every stretch mark. Y/N felt weak in Bucky’s hands, desperately clinging to his shirt as some kind of life-line. 

She trembled in his grasp, already tensing for the insane amount of pleasure they would give her. “Relax for us doll. We’ll give you what you need.” He nibbled her earlobe as Loki finally collapsed to his knees behind her, huge hands spreading her open. “Trust us pet. Let us give you everything.” “Yes please.” She moaned, arm moving back so she could bury her fingers in his silky raven hair, pulling his face to her rump.

A metal hand gripped her jaw tightly, forcing her to make eye contact with the former assassin. “We’re in charge here. You do what we say brat. You take what we give you.” She nodded frantically, eyes wide, pupils blown. “Good girl.” With one smooth movement, almost like they had coordinated it beforehand, Bucky hoisted a thick thigh onto his waist, his flesh fingers sliding into her dripping cunt as Loki’s tongue pushed into her asshole.

“Fuck!” Her head fell forward, teeth clamping Bucky’s shoulder almost painfully, needed to ground herself. “How’s she taste Loki?” He crooked his fingers, directly targeting the spongy spot inside her that made her see stars. The prince reluctantly pulled away (giving her ass a little nip for good measure). “Better than you, love.”

Bucky growled and sped up, eager to have you fall off the edge by his own hands instead of the god’s. “I bet she’ll make prettier moans than you.” He snapped. Y/N rolled her hips down into his fingers, desperate for her release. Loki’s tongue pushed back into her, his own long fingers shoving into her quivering cunt alongside his partner’s. 

Y/N’s mind was going blank with pleasure, this was better than she had ever felt before. Her breath came out in shallow pants as her stomach tightened. “P-please, gotta-“ “So pathetic, already cock drunk and we haven’t even fucked her yet. Maybe we should rectify that.” Y/N downright whined as they both pulled away. A sharp slap to her rear shut her up, the many rings on Loki’s fingers leaving a throbbing mark. “Quiet, stupid girl. Bring her to the bed James.”

She was easily thrown onto the huge bed, the dark maroon sheets swallowing up her trembling body. She couldn’t even think to cover herself up as the men stared down on her with wicked grins. They looked huge standing above her, their dark hair and bright eyes which had darkened considerably with lust, made a shiver run up her spine and arousal curl between her thick thighs.

A silver hand wrapped around the back of the slightly taller man’s neck, pulling him closer, their lips crashing together in a truly violent kiss. Her breath caught in her throat as Bucky’s teeth sank into his lover’s lower lip, drawing blood. Loki pulled away, using his index finger to collect the little droplets of red, his tongue darting out to lick them up.

“Naughty.” His voice was downright dangerous. With a snap of his fingers, their clothes disappeared in a green shimmer and he shoved the other man to the floor, his knees colliding almost painfully with the carpet. James mouthed down the sharp v of Loki’s stomach to his incredibly large uncut cock. He licked up his length, teasing the dark head with small licks before the god growled and thrust his entire cock down his throat.

Y/N shakily crawled up the bed, mesmerised by the sight before her. Her eyes were wide as she settled on her haunches, thighs clamped together for some kind of relief. Her blood was on fire, her ears filled with the sound of her rapidly beating heart and Bucky’s gags as he struggled to swallow Loki’s cock.

“Oh pet, are you feeling neglected.” He mocked her, turning her head so she could only see him. She mumbled a reply. “Speak up pet, I don’t like when people mumble.” She looked away shyly. “Can I suck your cock too?” He smiled widely, his white teeth glimmering in the dull light of what she now realised was Bucky’s room. “Such a good girl for asking for permission. Go ahead, help him out.” The girl slipped down beside the other man.

Loki had one hand on each of their heads, getting even harder as his two lovers kissed over his cock, their tongues messily tangling together, lips suctioned around his tip. “My beautiful darlings.” His chest heaved as two pairs of glazed over eyes stared up at him, almost gazing into his soul.

They worked in tandem, Bucky would suckle on his head while Y/N kissed and licked his shaft, their hands joined together, gently rolling his heavy balls between their fingers. “My perfect sluts.” They switched, Loki’s abs tensing as his end drew closer, beautiful moans escaping his thin lips, his perfectly styled hair falling down, luscious curls people so rarely saw framing his long chiseled face. 

Y/N’s fingernail dug into his pale thighs as she took him deeper and deeper down her throat, desperately breathing through her nose to stop herself from gagging. A chill rolled up her spine, goosebumps erupting along the path the winter soldier traced along her skin as his hand traced up her back, fingers closing tightly around the back of her head to shove her forward, her nose met the small patch of expertly groomed hair at the base of his pelvis.

“Just like that doll, choke on his cock. But don’t let him cum.” Loki opened his mouth but shut it once more as Bucky’s steel blue eyes locked on him. “You cum only after our girl.” His velvety cock twitched wildly as she swallowed around him, not relenting the furious bobbing of her head, desperately trying to make him break. The cynical Stark part of her wanted to see how the god would be punished for disobeying the soldier.

Tears flowed from her eyes as she gagged but didn’t let up. Loki’s fingers tightened around her head, thrusting his hips forward so he was fucking her mouth. Soft kisses were laid on her shoulder, a huge heat radiating from behind her, Bucky settling there, pushing his own cock into the seam of her ass, grinding gently, not chasing his pleasure, only getting some relief for his aching cock.

All of a sudden, two strong arms hooked under her plump legs and hoisted her into the air, making her squeal. “Bucky!” She leaned back into his chest as he stood. “Trust me doll.” He chuckled, giving her ear lobe a playful bite. “You want her ass or her pussy?” Her cheeks heated at the bluntness of his question. 

Without warning, Loki sunk into her, his dick immediately spearing her cervix. She knew she was going to be sore tomorrow but couldn’t bring herself to care. “What a perfect little quim, made for our cocks, made for our pleasure.” She shook in their grasp, clawing at Loki’s pale skin, legs wrapping around his waist. She barely heard the sound of a bottle of lube being opened over her own gasps, her pussy clenching hard around his cock, needing him to move.

“L-Loki. Need to move please.” Her voice was broken. “Be patient, pet.” She was about to ask why when the fat head of another cock pried her ass open, tearing her in half. Y/N felt more full than she had in her entire life, stretched beyond belief between two of the most handsome men in the world. “Fuuuuuck her ass is so tight. Just like yours.” They made out over her head, spurred on by her breathy moans and whimpers.

“Please!” She sobbed, rolling her hips, trying to suckle the men deeper, no matter that they were already fully buried inside her. James made the first move, giving a shallow thrust, his cock barely leaving her before pushing back in. “Yes!” Loki followed his lead, but shoved in harder, needing to give you more pleasure than his partner. “Jealous are we?” Bucky mocked.

“I’m only trying to give our pet the pleasure she deserves.” They pushed and pulled in sync, one thrusting in while the other pulled out so she was constantly full. Her arms reached behind her head to clutch onto Bucky’s wide shoulders as her ankles locked around Loki’s back. Her own back arched up, shoving her breasts into his chest, her nipples immediately becoming painfully hard against his cold skin. 

Bucky’s flesh hand was wrapped around her front, the tips of his calloused fingers rubbing tight circles into her clit, at the same time brushing the other man’s soaked cock as he pulled out of her. His other palm was placed firmly on her hip, squeezing the fatty flesh tightly, most definitely leaving huge bruises. “Gods, I am the luckiest man in the nine realms to have two gorgeous creatures before me, letting me use them.”

Y/N couldn’t get the words out to express how much his words meant to her so she just grabbed his face to crush their lips together, needing for him to understand how much he meant to her. Bucky followed suit as soon as she released him before turning her head to give her a quick kiss himself. Their sweaty foreheads resting together, their breaths mingling.

Loki pushed his face into her neck, arms wrapping around her thick waist. His thrusts increased in power, his pelvis slamming into hers, punching her breath from her lungs. 

Her pussy fluttered, eyes falling shut. “Gonna- f-fuck- cum. Gonna cum.” She panted, the sound of their skin slapping becoming a symphony of pleasure, her mind slowly being drained of all thoughts.

“Go ahead love, cum for us, show us how good we make you feel.” She couldn’t even identify who gave her the command, but it didn’t matter, not with the way the world exploded around her, ecstasy racing through her veins. She trembled in their grasp, barely responding to Loki as he turned her head back and kissed her, too lost in the feeling of being worshipped. 

One orgasm crashed into the next, a painful burning beginning to build in her gut but she didn’t want to stop, she never wanted it to stop. The heat from Bucky and the chill from Loki overstimulating her beyond belief, fire and ice. Both burning and freezing her.

Tears dripped down her cheeks, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. Bucky’s fingers tangled in his lover’s raven hair as his own end crashed over him. “Oh fuck!” His warmth filled her, the serum making buckets of cum warm her tummy. He remained inside her, wincing at the sensitivity of his dick but not willing to leave her yet, not after yearning for so long.

“Cum my prince,” Bucky leaned over Y/N’s limp body to whisper in his ear, “cum.” Loki let out the most pornographic whimper Y/N had ever heard, his entire body shuttering with the force of his orgasm, his freezing seed pumping into her, the mixture of their hot and cold releases triggering another, smaller orgasm from the woman.

The room was filled with the sounds of their breathing as they all came down together. Y/N winced as Bucky pulled out first, her entire body felt sore and stiff, his cum dribbled out of her, running down the back of her thigh. He kissed her cheek gently and strode into the bathroom behind them. With slow movements, Loki helped her down to her feet. Her knees buckled and she fell into his chest with a grunt.

“Oh dear pet, it seems you need some help.” He chuckled, Y/N slapped his peck but made no motion to try to get out of his arms. “Shut up.” A small kiss was placed on her temple, the both of them basking in the afterglow just for a moment. Loki scooped her into his pale arms, her head falling to his left shoulder, and followed after James, who had filled the massive bathtub with hot water.

He took Y/N from Loki and guided her in, settling in behind her once her body was fully submerged. Loki soon followed, his long legs caging in both his lovers as he sat behind Bucky. Y/N sighed, eyes shutting, a contented smile appearing on her face as Buck used a wet washcloth to wipe away all her sweat.

“What are you so happy about doll?” She cracked one eye open to glance at him before shutting it again. “I should’ve asked for a threesome sooner, that was fucking awesome.” “Oh we are far from done pet, by the end of the night, we’ll make sure there isn’t a thought left in that beautiful little brain of yours.”

Loki smirked. “We have so much to show you.” “Welp, I guess getting fucked to death is a pretty good way to go.” She giggled letting herself drift off for a brief nap in their arms before they would inevitably fuck her into the next millennium.

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It's Basic Science

Word count: 4,300

Pairing: Bucky x reader (no pronouns used) - established relationship

Warnings: Lots of tickling in this one 😳 all very sweet and fluffy

Another prompt complete! This combines a few requests, the first being a Prompt where Bucky is dating an engineer reader who is working to enhance his metal arm, along with another Prompt where Bucky has minimal experience with tickling (I modified this slightly but the premise is the same), plus an additional prompt where reader reassures Bucky when he realizes he enjoys being tickled.

I feel like Bucky just lacked so much affection in his life with HYDRA 🥺 any sort of physical affection would be so foreign to him but so desired once he knows what it's like 💚

Disclaimer - I am not a biotech engineer, so I have no idea if any of this is accurate 😅

"Almost... got it..."

You stood hunched over your workbench, soldering iron in hand and Bucky's metal appendage laid out on the surface in front of you. The super soldier sat patiently beside you, watching with curious wonder as you carefully and expertly attached the last of the electrode sensors to the metal surface.

"Remind me again - how is this supposed to-"

"Shh. I'm concentrating." Your tongue protruded slightly from the corner of your mouth as you threw all your mental energy into focusing on the task at hand. Bucky couldn't help but grin fondly at the intense expression on your face. "And... done!"

"Great! And... what's this going to do?"

You sat down in your swivel chair and rolled yourself a few feet over toward your computer, fingers a blur as you typed on the keyboard in front of you. "This is going to restore sensory function in your prosthetic arm," you explained excitedly.

"And... how is that possible?"

"Glad you asked." You looked up at Bucky, a spark of passion in your eyes. "I've just installed a sensory electrode array onto the surface of your vibranium arm. Once we reattach it, the post-synaptic eletrode sensors will communicate with your existing nerve endings in your shoulder. You'll not only be able to move it with your thoughts as you have been - it will provide various tactile sensory capabilities as well. Things like nociception, thermoreception, proprioception-"

"English, please," Bucky interrupted, shooting you a confused look. You chuckled, smiling apologetically.

"Sorry - I went all biotech engineer on you again, didn't I?"

Bucky smirked. "Doll, you know I find your gigantic brain to be very sexy, but you speak a whole different language when you talk science."

"Buck..." you whined, heat rushing to your cheeks. Turning away so you wouldn't have to look at his broadening smirk, you typed a few more things into the computer, then grasped the workbench and rolled your chair back toward the metal arm and its owner. "The layman's terms summary is that you'll be able to feel pain, temperature, and touch. It's probably easier if I just show you."

You and Bucky had been dating for a couple of months now, and you couldn't have been happier. The two of you had danced around each other for ages, neither of you willing to make the first move despite the fact that he hung around your section of the lab almost every day. Bucky was a man of few words, mostly spending his time staring and observing your work at first. After some time, he began to open up and answer your questions, asking questions of his own about your projects. You were very passionate about your position as the team's biotechnology engineer, and so you found it easy to start rambling once Bucky got you talking science. No one else had taken such an interest in your work as he had. It made you feel special, important.

It was only after Steve swung by one day to tell you what it all meant that you realized the crush you had on him was reciprocated. He'd grown tired of watching his best friend pining for you in silence, and pleaded with you to say something knowing shy and brooding Bucky would never take the initiative to ask you out. And so you did.

For months, you'd been eyeing his prosthetic arm, knowing there were so many enhancements you could build into it if he'd allow you the opportunity to try. Once you started dating, you were able to build the courage to ask him if you could experiment. Bucky seemed surprised at first that you had any interest in his vibranium arm, considering it was already pretty high tech after Shuri had done work on it in Wakanda. Your passion and your intelligence had been what attracted him to you in the first place, and so it didn't take much convincing for him to agree to your little pet project.

With careful precision, you lifted the prosthesis to his shoulder and lined up the socket with the remaining portion of his human joint. The metal began to shift and contort automatically to mold itself to his shoulder and secure itself in place. Bucky looked at you in confusion.

"I can't move it."

"I know - I haven't reactivated the surface electromyography... sorry, I'm doing it again. I haven't turned it back on." You wheeled back over to the computer and tapped a few keys, pressing enter to reactivate the electrodes. Relief flashed across his face as he lifted the arm, twisting his wrist and wriggling his fingers experimentally to ensure all was in working order.

"It feels... different," he observed, gazing at the appendage curiously.

"Yeah, that's called proprioception," you explained. "In other words, you can feel where your arm and hand are in relation to the rest of your body."

"Woah." His eyes widened as he stretched out his arm and moved his hand around at random, clearly amazed by this new sensory technology.

"Let's run a few more tests," you suggested, sliding off your chair and moving to the refrigerator in the back of the lab. You pulled out a cold bottle of water, returning to the workbench and holding it out for Bucky to take. "Tell me if you can sense the cold temperature with your metal hand."

Hesitantly, he reached out and closed his metal fingers around the bottle. His eyebrows shot up his forehead in surprise.

"It's really cold."

"Does it feel the same as your human hand?"

He passed the bottle to his opposite hand, shaking his head. "It seems a bit off. It feels a lot colder in the metal hand."

"Hmm. I'll have to tweak the sensitivity of the thermoreceptors..." you mumbled to yourself, slipping a pen out from behind your ear and scribbling a few notes on the notepad on your workbench. "What about heat? I don't want to burn you, so why don't you hold my hand and tell me if it feels warm to you?"

Bucky grinned. "You just want to hold my hand, don't you?"

You blushed. "You know I always love holding your hand. But this is purely in the name of scientific experimentation."

"Sure." He held his metal hand out, and you slipped your hand in his, lacing your fingers with his metal digits. He stared at your intertwined hands for a moment, reaching over with his human hand to touch the back of yours for comparison. "It's a little warmer with the metal hand."

"Makes sense. I'll calibrate the thermoreceptors. Let's run some more tests first so I can make all the adjustments at once." You picked up a pin from the workbench, poking it to your own index finger and wincing at the slight pinprick sensation. "I'll test the nociceptors next - those detect pain. I'll be gentle, though, I promise."

Bucky scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Please. I'm a super soldier. I can handle a little pinprick."

"I know you're a big tough guy, Buck," you assured, poking his kneecap teasingly. "If the nociception electrodes are overly sensitive, it might feel like I'm stabbing you. I just want to be careful."

"Alright..." He lay his metal hand on the workbench with his palm facing upward. You grasped his wrist to steady his arm, gently poking the sharp end of the pin to the heel of his hand. He suddenly jerked his hand away, breaking free of your grasp.

"Did that hurt a lot?" you asked apologetically. He shook his head, his brows knit together in confusion.

"No... it was just weird."

"Uh, ok... I'm gonna need a little more than that for my notes, Buck." You motioned for him to place his hand back on the table, this time pressing the pin to the very center of his hand. Again, he jerked away, this time with a puff of air bursting through his nose. "James. Tell me the truth. Is this hurting you? I won't judge you."

"Doll, I swear it doesn't hurt."

"Then why do you keep pulling your hand away?"

"I... I'm not sure." He returned his hand to the table. "Try again."

"Ok..." You grasped his wrist once again, this time poking his fingertips in rapid succession without warning to try to get him to tell the truth. To your surprise, he let out a giggle when he pulled away this time. It all started to come together. You smirked, looking the bewildered super soldier in the eye. "Bucky - does it tickle?"

"What? No. That's not possible," he insisted. You laughed out loud.

"Bucky, seriously. I'm not going to judge you for being ticklish."

"I can't be." His expression was serious, not at all sheepish. You tilted your head in confusion. "You of all people should know. Don't people grow out of that by, like, age five or something?"

"Wait - you can't be serious." You squinted at him, trying to detect any hint of a lie in his face. He was dead serious, not an ounce of humor in his eyes. "Bucky - that's not... you don't just grow out of being ticklish. Adults can be ticklish too."

"Really?" His eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"What led you to believe that it just goes away at a specific age?"

"Back in my time, I only ever saw little kids tickled by their parents or siblings or whoever," he explained. "And it's not like HYDRA was the type to go around tickling people."

"Oh." Your heart ached at the realization that he'd had such minimal experience with kind, affectionate touch. "Well... I promise, it's normal to be ticklish as an adult. I am too."

"Oh." There was a sort of confused, almost disappointed look in his eyes. You reached out and grabbed his human hand in yours, squeezing it affectionately.

"What's wrong, Buck? Do you think it makes you childish?" you asked. He shrugged, nodding. "I promise it's normal. It's evolved from a physiological protection mechanism. Humans are ticklish in areas that are vulnerable to attack. It's basic science."

"I guess that makes sense." His face softened a bit. You grinned, pleased you were making him feel better.

"You know... science aside, adults sometimes use tickling as a way to flirt with someone." Heat prickled in your cheeks as you explained the social aspects of tickling to your naïve super soldier boyfriend. "Would... would it help if you tried to tickle me?"

Bucky blinked, gazing blankly at you for a moment. "I... maybe? It's worth a shot."

"A-alright." You shrugged your lab coat off your shoulders, draping it over the back of your chair. Giggling nervously, you took Bucky's hands in yours and guided them to your sides. "G-go on then."

"You sound nervous."

"I'm... very ticklish." The heat in your cheeks intensified. "Just... try it."

Bucky looked you in the eye, eyebrows bumping slightly as though asking for permission to proceed. You nodded, bracing yourself for the ticklish sensation. Then, he began to scratch at your sides.

You had very little resolve to withstand the sensation, given how giggly you already were prior to him even tickling you. Immediately, you burst into rapid giggles, folding in on yourself while trying to fight the instinct to push his hands away. Bucky grinned, a spark of mischief in his eyes.

"That's cute." He skittered his fingers around to your belly, and you twisted involuntarily away from his touch. He captured you in his arms before you could stumble backward away from him, wrapping his arms around your ribs and slipping his fingers up under your arms before you could regain your bearings.

"BUHUCKY!" You buried your face in his chest, slamming your arms down to your sides. His chest rumbled with his own laughter as he wriggled his fingers a bit deeper under your arms for a moment, finally relenting when he felt your muscles go limp and you leaned more heavily into him. He held you until you were steady on your own feet, releasing you as he gazed at your flushed face affectionately.

"Alright. I definitely feel better now."

"Of course you do," you groaned, hiding your face in your hands. You turned away and went back to jotting down notes in your notebook to give yourself an excuse to look somewhere else, figuring you could drop the subject now that you'd succeeded in your efforts to reassure him. "Alright... let's move on to the next test-"

"Wait."

You turned your head to look at Bucky, who suddenly appeared nervous. Not sullen, as before. More sheepish, with a tinge of red dusting his cheeks.

"Could you... I want to know what it's like," he mumbled, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. An involuntary grin spread across your face.

"You're asking me to tickle you?"

"... Yeah."

You set the pen down on the workbench beside the notebook, taking a few steps closer to Bucky. "You promise you won't hurt me with your super strength accidentally?"

"I promise."

"Alright." You looked him over, trying to assess the best method to attempt this. "Turn around."

Bucky did as he was told, turning his back to you. You slid your arms around his waist from behind, pressing your front against his back. Deliberately, so as not to accidentally tickle him without warning, you placed your hands on his sides with your fingers splayed wide.

"You ready?"

"Ready."

You were purposely gentle, scribbling your fingertips lightly into his sides through the fabric of his shirt. The muscles in his abdomen tensed under your forearms the moment you began tickling him. As promised, he made no efforts to wrench your hands from his torso, although he did grab hold of your wrists as though to provide his hands something to do.

"It's ok to laugh, Buck," you urged, tickling your way up his ribs in search of a more sensitive spot. The laughter you were seeking suddenly burst from his chest when you added a bit more pressure over his lower ribs, his hands squeezing your wrists a bit tighter but not forcefully enough to hurt. "Hmm. Ticklish ribs. I'll have to jot that down."

"Thihis isn't a-ha-an experimehent," he protested.

"Yeah, but I need to take notes for myself for later," you argued teasingly. "How about... here?" You shifted your hands to the sides of his belly, scratching at the skin overlaying his rippling abdominal muscles.

"O-HO-KAY thahat's bahad," he exclaimed, squirming in your arms.

"Oh, perfect - I've always wanted an excuse to feel your abs," you chuckled, scratching faster at the sensitive skin.

"YOHOU JUST HAHAD TO ASK!"

"Mm, but this is more fun." You took advantage of the spot for a few more moments, finding that a firm scribbling just above his bellybutton sent him into hysterics that rendered you almost unable to hold onto him. "Ohokay, I'm done," you promised, ceasing your attack and releasing him from your grasp. His shoulders shook with the last residual laughs, replaced by heavy breathing as he recovered. "You ready to keep working?"

"Uhh... yeah," he responded, voice laden with uncertainty as he turned to face you again. He took his seat as you analyzed him with your gaze.

"You sound upset. Did I take it too far?" you asked worriedly.

"No! No, of course not," he assured, smiling weakly.

"Then why do you seem upset?"

Bucky's gaze dropped to the floor, his cheeks brightening more than you'd ever seen. You ducked to recapture his gaze, smiling reassuringly.

"Buck, you can tell me. What is it?"

"I... is it weird that I... uh... didn't want you to stop?" He glanced up at you hesitantly, his blue eyes visible through his eyelashes. Your smile broadened as you took his human hand in yours.

"Not at all," you assured. "Truthfully... I liked when you tickled me too. It just feels nice to be close to you, and to laugh and be vulnerable, you know?"

"Yeah. Yeah, that's exactly it."

You were silent for a moment, pondering. Then, with a grin, you tugged on his hand to get him to stand up.

"Come here. We need a work break."

"Ok..." There was a tone of confusion in his voice. You guided him by the hand to the back corner of the lab, where Tony had a small lounge-like seating area for breaks. You stood him in front of one of the sofas.

"Sit."

"Uh... yes ma'am?" he responded quizzically, taking a seat on one end of the sofa. You sat beside him, bringing your legs up onto the seat cushions to kneel facing the puzzled super soldier.

"Clearly you have a lot to learn," you explained with a smirk. "So, I'm going to teach you the art of a tickle fight."

"Wh- HEHEY!" You launched yourself at Bucky before he could finish responding, kneading your fingers into his ribs. He toppled over sideways, more from the shock of it than from the force. You followed, leaning over on top of him to be able to reach his torso.

"Looks like I'm winning this fight," you observed teasingly, shifting to target the middle of his ribcage with one hand. The way he'd fallen over blocked your access to his other side, and so you opted to claw at the trigger spot above his bellybutton, grinning fondly as he burst into desperate laughter.

"OHO NO YOHOU AREN'T!" He suddenly reached over and dug into your belly with his metal hand, and you squeaked and began giggling, all efforts to attack forgotten. "You won't beat me that easily," he teased, using his newfound advantage to turn the tables and pinch at your ribcage with his other hand.

"I-hi thohought you WAHANTED me to tihickle you!" you protested, hands grasping feebly at his wrists.

"Yeah, but you said this was a fight, so you're gonna have to work at it," he teased with a smirk.

"FIHINE THEN! I'll fihight you!" You launched a surprise attack on his knees, pinching rapidly at the muscles above his kneecaps. He likely wasn't anticipating being ticklish there, and suddenly he had relented in his attack in favor of trying to block your hands, albeit half-heartedly. Experimentally, you slipped your hands underneath his knees to scratch at the delicate skin overlaying the joint.

"WAHAIT!" His laughter pitched up in volume. "Thihis isn't a FAHAIR fight! You knohow where to t-HAH-tickle!"

"Yeah, and you have the advantage of super strength - I'd say we're even."

"Ohoh yeah?"

In an instant, you found yourself on your back, gazing up at your grinning super soldier boyfriend as he hovered over you with your forearms pinned by your sides. He dragged your arms up over your head slowly and dramatically, grin expanding when you began shaking your head and spitting out giggly protests.

"N-no, nohoho Bucky, dohon't you do it! I knohow what you're doing!"

"Aww, really?" he asked, disappointment flashing across his face. "Alright..." Without warning, he released your arms and shot his hands under your arms before you could lower them, the mischievous spark returning to his eyes. "I'm gonna do it anyway."

"NOHOHO!" You squeezed your arms tight against your sides, but it didn't matter now that he'd managed to worm his fingers into the space under your arms. He wriggled his fingertips into your upper ribs, and you threw your head back with desperate laughter, grasping his arms above his elbows. He was very clearly winning the fight now.

And then, it hit you.

You scratched rapidly at the metal bicep of his vibranium arm, knowing you had yet to adjust the sensory calibration. He yelped in surprise and yanked his hands out from under your arms instinctively, sitting up to break free of your hold. You quickly took advantage of his startled state, sitting up and launching your hands under his arms. Vibrant laughter tore from his chest as he fell backward in a feeble attempt to evade you, but you followed him down, shifting to kneel over his legs to pin him to the sofa on his back.

"Alright - for scientific purposes, tell me - which is worse? This?" You dragged your fingers along his metal arm, and he barked out a loud laugh. "Or... this?" You dug both hands into the trigger spot on his belly, ruthlessly clawing and scratching at the skin.

"THAT! THAHAT'S WOHORSE!"

"Hmm. Noted. My calibration error was not significant enough to exceed the degree of ticklishness of your worst spot."

"H-HOHOW... HOW DOHO YOU KNOHOW IT'S MY WOHORST?"

"I mean, for your sake, I hope it is!" you laughed, lightening the pressure of your fingers to flutter gently against his belly and marveling at how significantly it still seemed to affect him. You ceased your attack, planting your hands on the sofa cushions beside him so you could lean down and kiss his lips. You couldn't help yourself - his gigantic, ticklish grin and his bright red cheeks were just too darn cute not to want to kiss him.

"Wehell... haha... whehere else could it be?" he asked, an honest curiosity in his voice.

"Are you asking me to help you find out?" you asked. He nodded.

"And tell me yours."

"Wohoah, that's not information I just hand out!" He stuck out his bottom lip in the most dramatically fake attempt to pout you'd ever seen. You laughed heartily, leaning down to kiss his pouting lips once again. "Ahalright, let's figure out yours first, then we'll talk."

You pondered for a moment, trying to assess where you hadn't tried yet. He gazed up at you with a nervous anticipatory energy, flinching when you rested your hands on his hips.

"How about here?" You toggled your thumbs into the space beside his hipbones. He snorted, dissolving into laughter once again, but nothing quite as vibrant as you'd elicited from him earlier. "Nah, that can't be it."

"Nohope," he concurred, muscles relaxing when your hands stilled against his hips. Deep in thought, you shoved your tongue into the inside of your cheek.

"I wonder..." You knew there was one major spot you hadn't tried, one that you'd have to inform him of if you were to tell him your worst spot. Worth a try, you thought.

You shifted and turned yourself around to sit on his shins facing his feet, untying the laces on his sneakers and sliding his shoes off one by one. Turning your head to glance at his face, you smirked before skittering your fingers along the bottoms of his feet. He jerked his legs in response, nearly causing you to topple over, then burst into adorable giggles.

"Well I don't think this is your worst spot, but this is pretty damn cute, Buck," you hummed teasingly, scratching at the arches of his feet.

"Ohokay, ahah, that's nohot it eheither."

"Nope. So it must be here." You whirled around swiftly and dug all ten fingers into the spot on his belly, heart swelling at the sound of his vivacious laughter.

"OKAHAY! YOHOU WERE RIHIGHT!"

"I knew it!" You ceased your attack, grinning affectionately down at the flustered metal-armed soldier.

"Nohow... now you," he insisted breathlessly. The familiar heat flashed in your cheeks.

"You're not gonna let it go if I don't tell you, are you?"

"Nope." He sat up, watching you with anticipation. With a sigh, you shook your head and averted your gaze so as not to see his face when you told him.

"My feet. Ok, happy n-"

Bucky's hands closed around your ankles suddenly, dragging your legs out straight so your feet were in his lap. With a triumphant smirk, he locked your ankles in the crook of his elbow while he slipped your sneakers off, ignoring your giggly protests.

"Oh, come on, doll - you know I have to try it now," he insisted, tossing your shoes to the floor before fluttering his fingertips up and down the length of your soles. You screeched, tugging wildly at your trapped ankles. Quickly, you were overcome by your hysterical, breathy laughter as he scratched at the balls of your feet, muscles going limp as you lay there and accepted your ticklish fate.

He stopped after a few moments when he noticed your laughter had gone silent, rubbing a firm, comforting hand against your shin in his lap. You sat up after catching your breath, pulling your feet out of his lap in case he got the urge to reinitiate his attack.

"You weren't kidding when you said you're very ticklish," he teased.

"Look who's talking," you retorted, reaching over to poke his belly. "Did I get it all out of your system now?"

"... For now, yeah." His cheeks flushed red as he turned to avert his gaze.

"Hey." You reached up to cup Bucky's cheek in your hand, turning his head to look at you again. Smiling, you pressed your lips to his for a chaste kiss. "This was fun. I needed to laugh. I think you did too."

"Yeah. I did." His features relaxed a bit as he leaned in to recapture your lips with his. You allowed him to kiss you for a few moments, losing yourself in his embrace.

"Ok... we should really get back to work now," you insisted finally, reluctantly rising to your feet and tugging on his hand to get him to follow. "Wouldn't want to leave your arm with wonky sensors, would we?"

"Nah, probably not."

The pair of you returned to the work bench to continue your project. There was a relaxed, pleasant aura about Bucky that you hadn't known him to have before. It struck you, then, how much good it had done for him to finally experience physical affection and care. You'd never really considered how much he was lacking it in his adult life.

You vowed to yourself, then, that you'd make sure to show him how much you cared for him every day going forward. Even if it meant starting an impromptu tickle fight every once in a while.

You loved to see him happy.

[buckyalpine]

Hiiii Loveeeeeeee

I am in LOVE with the Untouched AU..

and i was wondering, would Bucky ever suggest maybe some anal play?

maybe he brings the idea up to you, and you think he’s talking about your ass and when he sees you get all panicked he’s just “no no no, bubs, i wanna play around with mine”

maybe start with a plug… move up to fingers… then maybe a strap? 👀👀

I’m gonna see myself out-

18+ 

AY SEE YOURSELF BACK IN RN. I only changed a little here and there, build his curiosity a bit after some play time with you first. We love our inexperienced babies trying new things together. Also I didn’t mean for this to get this filthy or long and I deeply apologize for what you’re about to see if you decide to read this. 

Warnings: anal play (f & m), M masturbation, use of toys, All the smut and fluff with switch!College!Bucky, as always I love him desperate, needy, feral and filthy all in one. His mouth is a warning cause I live for horny desperate Bucky’s dirty talking. 

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“Let me prep you baby” Bucky grabbed the bottle of lube, squeezing some onto his fingers. You shuddered while he hummed, his eyes trailing up and down your naked body while you laid spread out for him. Bucky had looked like a puppy when he first brought it up, too shy to even get the worse out until you some got it out of him and what he wanted to try. 

He’d wanted this for a while. Whenever he was wrapped up in your wet warmth, he couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like if he filled you up there. How tight it would be, what it would feel like, how beautiful you’d sound for him.

You felt your body heat up like it was on fire; no one had ever touched you there, fuck you hadn’t touched yourself like that there either. Still, you couldn’t resist how badly you wanted it too and there was no one else you trusted more than him. 

You yelped at the feel of the cold gel, instinctively closing your legs while Bucky chuckled, his other hand soothingly rubbing your thigh, gently spreading your legs open again.

“It okay baby, open up for me” He rubbed gently circles on your tight ring of muscle while you felt your face heat up at the foreign sensation. “You feel okay?” 

“Keep going James Please?”  Your breath hitching in your throat feeling nervous. Bucky could feel you twitch against his finger, his cock jumping against his briefs. 

“M’gonna go slow, okay? Breathe for me baby” He slowly breeched your hole with his middle finger, stopping at the first knuckle to check on you. “Still okay doll?” You nodded, gasping when he pushed in a little further, pulling back slightly, the muscles in your body tensed. 

“Shhh, breathe, that’s it” He kept gently rubbing your thigh while he continued to gently push his finger in and out, “Relax for me sweetheart, doing so good for me baby, does it hurt?” 

“N-no, feels good” You whimpered, the strange feeling slowly melting into something pleasurable when he went a little deeper, slightly curling his finger “O-oh fuck” 

“Can I add another baby?” He continued to build up a comfortable rhythm till he felt your body relax, before he carefully slipped a second finger into you. You hissed at the slight discomfort which quickly went away with how gently he was being with you. 

“You’re so tight sweets, don’t know if I’ll fit in you” He breathed out, his own heart racing at the way you were wrapped around his middle and ring finger, your pretty little moans making his cock wet. He couldn’t help but moan himself at the way your hips squirmed on the bed, the way your back slightly arched off the bed, the way your jaw was slack. 

Angelic. 

“Buckyyy” You whined, your eyes dropping to where he cockhead nearly poked out of the waistband of his briefs, hard and desperate for relief. You clenched around his fingers, needing to be filled by him. 

“What is it angel” 

“I-I’m ready”

“Are you sure?”

You nodded, giving him grabby hands so you could slip his boxers off; it didn’t matter how many times you had seen him naked, he was always a sight to behold. He kneeled in front of you, having you sit up with him, pulling you into his lap for a moment. 

“I promise I’ll be gentle but we can stop any time if it hurts you doll” Bucky cupped your face to make sure your eyes were locked with his, he’d never do anything that hurt you. “Promise you’ll tell me if you want to stop?” 

“Promise bubba” You leaned up to kiss him before lying back down again while Bucky grabbed the lube again, spreading more on your ass before smearing it over the length of his cock. He gave it a few tugs before guiding you to on all fours, with your ass up and face against the mattress. The sight alone caused drops of precum to drip onto your skin. You bit your lip at the feeling of his blunt tip catch against your hole, rubbing the lube around more, his other hand resting on your hip. 

“Are you ready for me baby?” 

“Mhm” You wiggled your hips teasingly, both of your hearts beating erratically as he gripped his cock, pressing the head and starting to push inside. The second his tip breeched your hole, Bucky knew he was screwed, your sweet tightness nearly choking his cock and he wasn’t even fully in you yet. 

“Oh god” his head was thrown back, your body sucking his cock in, “your ass is so fucking tight, what the fuck-”

“Buckyy” Your voice was muffled, burying your face into the pillow, clutching onto the sheets, your body squirming at the unfamiliar sensation. 

“You okay sweets?” He stilled his movements, panting, his cock throbbing, desperate to spill into you. Bucky squeezed his eyes shut, hoping to calm the way he was twitching but he had 0 control over how badly he wanted to-needed to- cum hard and deep inside you. “You want me to keep going?” You nodded, relaxing your body, slowly started to feel the stretch melt into pleasure.

“Breathe for me doll, relax for me” His eyes rolled back, hissing as he pulled back slowly before filling you up again. He set a slow pace, letting you get used to the stretch, his hands bruising your skin with how hard he was gripping you.

“You’re so so fucking right, I-holy fuckk” His voice dropped to a whimper, stroking up and down your spine, soothing the ache from his thick length. “You’re such a good girl for me baby, making me feel so good” His head was thrown back, jaw slack, how the hell did you feel so good. “Y/n…s’too sensitive, m‘ not gonna last baby” 

“Its-it-s okay, cum for me baby” You were too turned on to care, the way he sounded was enough to make you feel satisfied. Your entire body buzzed with anticipation, feeling every throb and twitch deep in your walls, pulling him back in each time he pulled back. 

“M’gonna fill this pretty ass with my cum baby, I can’t stop”  He moaned louder, both hands grabbing your ass. “I-fuck it’s so tight, squeezing the fuck out of my cock doll, m’gonna cum okay? Fuck I promise I'll make you cum after but I can’t hold it right now-shitshittt I’m cumming, m’fucking cumming” You could feel him his warm cum pump you full, while he grinded his hips so he was still deep inside you, grunting each time more cum spilled from the tip.

“Oh fuck” Bucky whimpered, his pink cock overly sensitive and throbbing against his tummy as he slumped over on your bed, his body drained. 

“You feel okay doll?” Bucky rolled you over, brushing the hair that clung to your face, kissing your forehead and checking to see if you were in pain. “Did s’good for me angel, does anything hurt?” 

“M’okay” You whispered, your body still felt like live wire between the slight soreness you felt and your throbbing clit. Bucky smirked at the way you clenching your thighs together, crawling down you body until he was face to face with your dripping cunt. He placed a sloppy messy kiss onto your clit, tossing your legs over his shoulders. 

“Time for me to take care of you babygirl” 

A few weeks later

Bucky blinked, his unable to take his eyes off the video he had clicked onto, not realizing he was stroking his cock faster, breaths getting heavier. He wasn’t exactly new to porn but this was certainly something new to him. He knew people were into this, but he didn’t realize he’d be into it. Until now. He watched the girl wrap the guys thighs around her waist while she filled him up with a strap on, pumping his ass while stroking his cock. Bucky didn’t even realize he was moaning, feet planting on the bed, thrusting into his hand, blowing his load all over his chest, reality sinking in after his post orgasmic haze cleared.

He wanted it. 

He needed it. 

Bucky bit his lip, wondering how he’d bring this up with you, he knew you wouldn’t judge him but it still felt a little risky to bring up. 

A few days later

“Sooo...”

“Spit it out Bucky, you’ve been hiding something all week” You playfully rolled your eyes while he let out the breath he was holding, sitting on the edge of your bed with you. 

“I um...I saw something I wanted to try”

“Just tell me baby”  

“Would you-would you want to try more anal play...with.me?” Bucky played with his fingers, his cheeks blushing furiously, “Like...you play with me?” 

Your stomach erupted into butterflies, your pussy already starting to drip, why would you not want to try something that would make him feel good. You tilted his chin to look at you, kissing his nose softly, making him blush more. 

“Is that all baby, you want me to play with you there?” You cooed, your thumb caressing his cheek while he shyly nodded. Bucky had always taken perfect care of you and you were more than excited to give him the same love, care and pleasure he craved so badly (you may or may not have already read up on how to please a guy there because curiosity had gotten the best of you while you were reading a spicy article) 

You pulled him to lie down on your pillows, helping him strip his clothes off until you were both bare, kissing down his body while he felt his breath hitch his in throat, his leaky cock making a mess. 

“Just relax for me baby” You whispered, taking his cock down your throat, licking up his precum before pulling off and running your tongue down his shaft to his balls. You moaned at his salty taste, rolling them against your tongue, smiling to yourself as he spread his legs further for you. 

“Tell me if this is okay” You whispered, kissing below his balls, licking and pressing your thumb in soft circles around the area making his body jolt at the sensation. You smiled to yourself, applying more pressure. 

“Fuck-f-fuckk” he could only contain his whines for so long, each time you licked and pressed against his perineum was too much, he needed you there. “Need you doll, need it” 

“Open up for me baby boy” You cooed, your stomach clenching over the way his eyes locked with yours as he spread his thighs apart for you. You squeezed the lube onto your fingers, gently spreading it around his tight hole, loving the way you could already feel him clenching against your fingertips.

“Want it doll” He whined again, his bottom lip red from how much he’d chewed it. 

Greedy baby. 

“Shh, I’m right here baby” You pushed your finger in slowly, stopping at the first knuckle, giving him some time to adjust before going further. “You okay James?” You carded your fingers through his hair, stroking his forehead while he whined, his greedy hole begging for more. 

“Feels good baby, more”

“More?” 

He nodded, holding his thighs apart for you, letting out the breath he was holding as you pushed your finger in further, a throatily groan slipping past his lips. 

“Oh fuckkkkk” He closed his eyes, relaxing his muscles so you could move faster, the feeling of your finger pushing in and out of him was unmatched. He moved his hand down to grasp onto his cock, squeezing the base so he wouldn’t cum too soon. “Can you-can you add another finger baby?”

“Are you sure Bucky?”

“Stretch me doll” He shuddered, desperate to feel full with your pretty fingers. You grabbed more lube before carefully inching inside him again, a deep satisfied groan dripping from his lips. 

“That’s-fuck that’s it, fuck it feels good” Bucky started to lazily stroke his cock, barely applying any pressure because he knew he would blow his load. You licked your lips at the beautiful sight before you, his legs spread apart for you while he played with himself, with pretty moans he couldn’t contain. You wanted more though. You wanted to give him pleasure where he wouldn’t have any self-control or restraint. 

“What if I-” You bit your lip, pushing your fingers deeper in him, crooking them slightly, pressing and stroking his prostate, and-

“OH FUCCKKKKKKK”

Oh he liked that.

“GOD FUCK” 

He liked that a lot.

“YES”

“YESYES”

“Y/N RIGHT THERE, DON’T-DON’T FUCKING STOP” 

You moaned at how sexy he looked, massaging his prostate, bending down to take his swollen cockhead in your mouth. Bucky grabbed onto the sheets, his legs shaking, he couldn’t stop it even if he wanted to, the second your silky tongue licked over his slit, he was done for. 

“IM CUMMNG FUCK” 

Your eyes grew wide, swallowing the ropes of cum that kept throbbing out of his cock. You kept working your fingers faster to ride him through his high, gently suckling his tip to catch every drop. 

“It’s-its soo sensitive-too sensitive-oh my god” Bucky was a babbling mess, whining when he felt empty again, his eyes still shut as he lay on the bed panting. You quickly cleaned your hands off, grabbing a damp cloth to wipe Bucky down as well, careful not to touch him anywhere where he’d be too sensitive. 

“Bubba come back to me, are you okay?” You kissed his sweaty forehead, giggling over the way his eyes took a moment to focus again, his vision hazy. “Hi baby” 

“Holy. shit” Bucky breathed out, his chest still heavying. “That was...shit” He chuckled, still reeling over the most intense orgasm he’d ever felt, it was almost an out of body experience and that was just from your fingers. 

That started it. The absolute craving Bucky had for more. 

You continued to use just your fingers with him, getting him used to the stretch, sometimes using two fingers and when he was very relaxed you’d even try three. Eventually you asked him if he was ready to try toys to which he immediately agreed too. All shyness disappeared the second the cool metal slipped into his tight hole; just when he thought fucking you couldn't feel better, this increased every sensation he felt but 100.  

His orgasm nearly lasted minutes. 

Bucky slept like a baby for the rest of the day, comfortably cuddled up in your arms. 

He loved your fingers and the toy was nice but he knew what he really needed. 

*****

“Are you sure about this Buck?” You tightened the straps of the strap on, the toy hanging heavy between your legs. Your pussy clenched over the way it was just about the same size as Bucky, your thighs a sticky mess just looking at the way he had his legs apart for you. You wanted to give him as much pleasure as possible but you also wanted to make sure it’d actually feel good and not hurt him. 

“Very baby” He shot you a wink; he found your concern adorable and it just made his cock harder “I trust you angel” 

Bucky reached over, grabbing the lube and spreading some onto his finger, rubbing it around his tight hole, and pushing his finger in with ease. 

“See? All ready for you sweets” 

You nearly whimpered at the sight of him touching himself like that, making a mental note to suggest mutual masturbation later. You spread lube all over the toy before spreading a bit more over him, your other hand stroking his thigh. 

“You ready?” You pressed the tip of the toy against him, locking your eyes with his. 

“I’m ready baby” Bucky lifted his legs slightly while you started to push the toy inside him, your eyes still connected with his. You both moaned together; nothing was more gorgeous than the way his head was thrown back against the pillows, his brows furrowed, a deep flush covering his skin. 

“Oh god Angel what are you doing to me, FUCK”  You could see goose bumps erupt over his skin, his nipples hardening, muscles pulled taut. You pushed the fake cock about half way in, pausing to let him used to the feeling, “You okay baby?” 

“Yes, st-stretch me” Bucky groaned, his cock jumping against his tummy as you continued to slowly sheath yourself inside him, “Don’t stop, keep going, I wanna feel you fuck my g-spot baby”

You braced yourself, slowly moving your hips until you found a comfortable rhythm, thrusting in and out of him, watching in awe at the way he opened up for you. 

“YEah-yeah like that, that’s it, good girl, fuck baby you’re stretching me s’good” The stretch was unlike anything else he had ever felt before, his ass pulling the toy right back in every time you pulled out. 

“You’re so tight Bucky” You could feel the way he gripped around you, making you have to use more force to fuck in, his greedy needy hole begging for you to go faster. 

“Yeah baby, you like stretching my t-tight hole huh? You like forcing my ass open for you? My pretty angel stretching my tight ass so good” 

You were both moaning messes, desperate for different reasons. 

“M’so wet, fuck Buckyyy” You whined, getting off at how much pleasure you were giving your boyfriend, every moan making your clit throb, your slick starting to cover your thighs. 

“Shit, you like that doll? you like making me feel good?” He smirked at how focused you were, rolling your hips perfectly, wanting to make him scream.  “Cause you’re doing perfect princess, see?” He took your hand, wrapping it around his aching length, giving it a few soft strokes before letting go and letting it slap against his tummy “So fuckin’ hard baby, swollen, it’s so god damn sensitive, I’ll blow without you touching me” 

You swiped your finger over his soaked tip, sucking off the precum that pooled onto his tummy making him shudder, his cock throbbing again. 

“Baby touch-touch my balls” He whined, nearly crying when you gave them a gentle squeeze, holding onto them as you continued to fuck him. 

“You like that baby?” You panted, giving his cock a few tugs before focusing back on thrusting into him as deeply as possible, You angled your hips, gripping onto his legs to brace yourself, fucking him harder, the tip of the cock hitting his prostate. 

Bucky hooked his hands under the back of his knees, spreading himself wider for you, his eyes squeezed shut, tears streaking down his face as you pounded him, your stomach flipping when he let out the most pornographic moan you’d ever heard. 

“Oh FUCK I can feel it in my balls” Bucky could feel his balls throb, pulled tight to his body, spurts of precum starting to dribble down the sides of his stomach, onto the sheets. “You’re gonna make me cum baby, gonna make me cum without even touching myself”

You could see the ripple and tensing of his muscles, his cock swelling as you fucked him hard, barely pulling out, keeping it deep inside him. 

“Babygirl, pound me, c’mon, I’m gonna make such a mess for you” He forced his eyes open, blown with lust and teary from how turned on he was, no one had ever made him feel this good. 

“Make a mess Bucky” You moaned with him, not tearing your eyes away from his. 

“F-fuck, s’good, it’s so good, I needed this, keep hitting my g-spot baby, pleaseplaseplease, push your cock deep in my ass baby, fuck I’m gonna bust” You could tell he was close, finding it hard to move, his body gripping onto you with a vice like grip, clenching and sucking the cock back in. “FUCK YES, Oh god m’gonna cum on your cock doll, c’mon fuck me fuck my ass till I cum” 

You slammed into him, ignoring the way your pussy was screaming to be filled, your jaw slack at the way his cock bounced. 

“I-I’M CUMMING, HNNG, HNNNGG FUCKKK” Thick ropes of cum burst from his sensitive head, covering his chest and abs without you even touching him, his own hands still holding his legs apart for you. “Don’t-don’t stop baby, fuck me till my balls and cock are empty, there’s so much cum, I can’t hold it” 

Bucky had been reduced to a babbling mess, his head lolling to the side, tears soaking the pillow, his chest heaving while he continued to cum, his abs covered in his cream. 

“Oh fuck why won’t it stop, fuck me slowly baby? Please? I want it, just-m’so sesntive, slow down a little” You cooed, gently thrusting into him, his length jumping each time you pushed in. You made sure you didn’t go deep this time, helping him through his high. “That’s perfect” Bucky panted, his eyes hazy as he gazed at you, his body limp while you hardly pushed in and out of him, your hand gently stroking his thighs while he cock slowly dripped. 

“Fucckkk baabyy, look how much m’cumming for you” His legs dropped to his sides while he closed his eyes, completely drained. You carefully pulled out of him when his orgasm came to a stop, helping him clean off with a warm cloth and cuddling him close to you while he rested. You kissed his forehead as he nuzzled into your chest, humming contently.  

“You’re so good doll, come here” Bucky shifted so he was on top of you, showering you with kisses. Your eyes grew wide as he spread you legs open, his cock already hard again, nudging against your pussy, 

“James-

“shhhh”

“Oh fuckkkkk” You moaned, as he pushed his cock into your sopping wet hole, grinning at how wet you were. 

“You didn’t think we were done, did you?” 

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[buckys-little-belle]

the only thing that would fix my current depressive episode is if my computer was able to download steam and if i actually had $20 to buy stardew valley

[the-raven-song]

I’ve fallen down a Stucky murder husbands rabbit hole and I just… I love the Avengers knowing Captain America and never quite knowing/understanding that there is a man behind the shield and the flashy outfit. I always love that trope, if you can call it that, but having the Avengers realize it through Steve deciding to fuck over HYDRA or random bad guys with no holding back is *chefs kiss*.

Bonus points if Bucky can be seen cackling in the background before fondly shaking his head and diving into the fight to help his boyfriend/husband.

Bonus bonus points if everyone but Bucky is shocked at Steve letting himself go all out, no holding back super strength or letting blood bother him, and they get to actually understand Steve Rogers, not Captain America.

Bonus bonus bonus points if Steve also happens to be the bottom in the relationship, or if it’s a switch dynamic, because I am also a sucker for Steve being all for disobeying all orders except Bucky’s.

[sparklingbinjuice]

[greyhavensking]

ten characters/ten fandoms

Tagged by @somanywords!! Thank you for continually tagging me in things despite the fact that I only ever get around to like, one in ten. They’re fun, I just don’t always have the capacity to sit down and do them.

Anyway. I drastically changed fandoms over the summer so a lot of my blorbos will be unfamiliar but I’ll mix my current fixations in with the oldies.

Adding gifs because why not. Also if I’m showing off my blorbos I’m gonna do it right.

1. Kugisaki Nobara — Jujutsu Kaisen

2. Izumo Fuuko — Undead Unluck

3. Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez — Bleach

4. Kim Dokja — Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint

5. Kirishima Eijirou — My Hero Academia

6. Mark Watney — The Martian

7. Roy Kent — Ted Lasso

8. Nico di Angelo — Riordanverse

9. Karen Page - Daredevil

10. Aragorn — Lord of the Rings

Tagging… whoever wants to do this? I’ve been terrible at keeping up with people so I’m not sure who to tag.

[wnterslder]

there’s something about bucky almost always being on survival mode — that he’s used to being on edge , watching his own back … and having to let go of that tension when he gets home. sometimes it takes a few days to go back to normal , but there is a quality of warmth and of kindness to him hidden in acts of service , eye contact , how he carries himself

[msilverstar]

Author: @dreadnought-dear-captain Date: 18 Feb 2017 finished Chapters: 24/24 (148,010 words)  Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Captain America (Comics), Captain America - All Media Types, Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Clint Barton, Wanda Maximoff, Scott Lang, T'Challa (Marvel), Original Characters, Arnim Zola, Vasily Karpov, Aleksander Lukin, Natasha Romanov (Marvel) Additional Tags: Post-Captain America: Civil War (Movie), Psychological Trauma, Brainwashing, Teamwork, Science, Bucky Barnes-centric, Hurt/Comfort, Psychological Torture, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Sexual Tension, Internalized Homophobia, Bad Parenting, Intergenerational Trauma, Suicidal Thoughts, Violence, Past Bucky Barnes/Various Female Characters, Sexual Content, Medical Torture, Psychology, POV Bucky Barnes, Hydra (Marvel), Emotional Roller Coaster, Stockholm Syndrome, Introspection, Unreliable Narrator, Trust Issues, Lots and lots of psychotherapy, Homophobic Language, Period-Typical Homophobia, Heavy Angst, Vomiting, Gaslighting, Anxiety, Depression, Recovery, Character Study, Explicit Sexual Content, Slow Build, Friends to Lovers, Psychologists & Psychiatrists, parasuicidal behavior, Therapy, therapy fic, complex PTSD Summary:

Therapy's a bitch, but PTSD is worse. An in-depth character study of Bucky Barnes as he reconciles his years with Hydra in the wake of Civil War.

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I don’t really know who I am. I do know that James Buchanan Barnes is dead. He’s a pile of bones at the bottom of a ravine. He’s a side bar in some other guy’s museum exhibit that might not even exist anymore. James Barnes would puke if he could see what he became. His parents and sister and friends would cry.

I don’t know what’s left over now, but I know it’s not good. And I don’t think it can ever be good.

Bookmarker's Tags: Therapy, Bucky Barnes Goes to Therapy, Psychotherapy, Armchair Therapy

Bookmarker's Notes:

Extra-intense very long recovery in Wakanda fic, close Bucky POV, with explicit Hydra torture and brainwashing. Lots of how therapy can help Complex PTSD

[six-demon-bag]

Wrist Deep Honesty: chapter 1

Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Helmut Zemo

Summary: Bucky gets dosed with sex pollen on a mission. He seems completely under control, at least until Zemo comes in.

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Sex Pollen, Pining, Mutual Pining, Fuck Or Die, Oral Sex, Fisting, Misunderstandings, Bucky Barnes Has a Praise Kink, Angst, Happy Ending

Word count: 5668

Link: ch1: zemo

Full fic: Wrist Deep Honesty

Excerpt: 

It’s been a quiet evening when Zemo decides it’s time to check in on the drugged super soldier. He slips into the room, blinking in the low light. The room is cool, and Zemo sees the shuddering lump of Bucky huddled on the bed, his back to the door. He’s stripped down to a t-shirt and loose shorts, sweat bleeding through the light fabric of the shirt. His back is moving with the force of his breathing, the panting the only noise in the room. Zemo clears his throat. “Are you okay, James? Do you need anything?” Bucky’s body tenses like a sprung trap.