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bucknastysbabe · 1 year
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What do they know?
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: 1,306
Tags: Pnv!sex, rough sex, outdoors SEX, exhibitionism-ish, Big Dick Bucky Barnes, getting absolutely railed on vacay 10/10, college!au, undernegotiated stuff but they work it out, praise kink, sweet sweet idiot babey Buck, Steve isn’t a virgin but is also an idiot with the rest of the quartet
A/N: This jumped out the ether whoopsie doodle I needed to pretend I actually got to do spring break in college. Don’t play collegiate tennis
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Bucky had you pinned up against the side of the house, only hidden by a shower curtain. With his cock shoved deep inside of you, throbbing and hot. One of his huge arms was cradled under your ass to hold you up. It almost made you cum right there thinking about his strength.
Bucky had you pinned up against the side of the house, only hidden by a shower curtain. With his cock shoved deep inside of you, throbbing and hot. One of his huge arms was cradled under your ass to hold you up. It almost made you cum right there thinking about his strength.
But you had to be quiet. Although everyone knew you two were missing from the house. Actually, Bucky had made it his personal goal to fuck you in the most inappropriate places on the spring break trip. You didn’t know about this exhibitionist side of the usually shy member of the friend group.
He moved his hips slightly, thick member dragging against you maddeningly. You stifled your moan, a thin whimper coming out instead. He had your cunt split in half— another fact you weren’t aware of until Bucky decided to ask you out. The guy’s dick was huge, veiny, and should be immortalized in dildo form.
The brunette was grinning ear to ear, blue eyes dark with lust. He cooed, “That’s a good girl- we don’t want anyone to hear do we?” You bit your lip and shook your head, eyes fluttering shut. Bucky tapped your cheek with his other hand, chiding, “No, no, look at me baby.” He pulled out some— the tip of his cock dragging against your sweet spot.
Trembles ran down your thighs, another quiet whimper falling out. You tucked your head into his beefy shoulder, panting, “C’mon, stop playing Buck.” He laughed meanly in return, fucking back into you with a wet slap.
“If I stop playing you’ll start screaming again,” he said all casual, like he wasn’t balls deep inside your pussy.
You were frustrated. It wasn’t enough, you were throbbing and achy and Bucky had been toying with you for about thirty minutes now. He even turned the shower off so you really had to be quiet. Steve was around the corner on the porch, you could hear his footsteps.
Hot tears welled up in your eyes, you blinking instinctively. Bucky stopped smiling, his thick brows knitting together in concern. He carefully pulled your gaze back to him with a big hand wrapped around the side of your face. Your boyfriend asked, “Hey, wait, what’s wrong?”
You whispered, more of a quiet warble, “You’re being mean.” Another annoyed tear ran down your cheek, Bucky swiping it away. He pressed a couple of kisses to the side of your face and whispered, “I’m sorry baby, shit, do you wanna cum now?”
You nodded deliriously, mouth falling open to chant little ‘pleases’.
“Okay, okay, fuck, you better cry for another reason,” Bucky sighed, pressing his forehead to your own.
He slid in and out slowly at first, the obvious noises of people fucking out loud. It made you blush to hear him inside you, begging to turn the shower back on. Bucky cursed but obliged. Once the droplets were raining onto the ground again, the brunette began to roughen his pace.
Your arms around his neck stiffened, nails digging into tanned flesh. His cock was back impossibly deep again, battering against your g-spot and grazing your cervix. You’d never had that happen before and it was causing an intense sensation to build between your thighs.
“Bucky- Bucky, oh my god!,” you whined into his pink lips. He pressed them against your open mouth, swallowing up your noises eagerly. His other hand dropped down to your ass, slapping his hips harder and harder. You felt like a ragdoll, unable to do anything but take it.
You babbled into the hot kisses, scrabbling desperately at his back. Bucky moaned softly, “God you feel so good, being so good, fuck,” his eyes closed before he praised, “Best babydoll ever.” You gathered enough wits to kiss the sweet boy back at that.
More pressure built up in your lower belly from his fucking monster dick catching every sensitive spot in your cunt. He was all fast shallow thrusts now, so much friction your eyes rolled up. Your breath was coming in hitched sobs, calling his name on every other breath.
Bucky’s breathing was ragged against your open mouth, blue eyes blown wide. He grunted with exertion, beginning to twitch inside of you. He crooned against your lax lips, “I know baby, I know, it feels s’good don’t it?” His honeyed tone struck you hard, you mewling pathetically, tears welling up once more.
“C’mon- know you’re close pretty girl.”
You couldn’t take it anymore. Bucky dug his hips in deep, striking your innermost walls just right. You wailed his name, unable to bite back the overwhelming ecstasy. Bucky clamped his hand down on your mouth with a surprised gasp. He growled into your ear, “Goddamn babygirl you can’t do that to me- shshit!”
Bucky sought out his release, gasping and straining for purchase as your cunt milked him. You blubbered behind his hand, orgasm crashing down like a ton of bricks on you. The brunette twitched and whined your name so, so sweetly as he emptied into your pussy.
The pair of you didn’t move for what seemed like an eternity, sucking in breath under the stream of the outdoor shower. Bucky slid out of your abused cunt— both of you wincing. He let you down gentle, steadying you with those big hands. Your legs were shaky and like a newborn foal with the way you stumbled and leaned into Buck’s broad chest.
He smiled down dopily, eyes soft. Bucky rumbled, “Well there’s no way they don’t know what we were up to— you okay babydoll?” His thumbs circled at your waist, a reassuring gesture. You nodded and rasped, “Yeah you ass. You’re carrying me to the bed.”
He grinned widely, teeth shining as he laughed. Your boyfriend peered around, grabbing the earlier discarded swimsuits from behind. Bucky teased, “Almost forgot,” he bent down to help you slide on the one-piece, “I want you to tell me if you’re not okay, promise?”
You nodded, pulling a strap onto your shoulder. Bucky pulled on his trunks, you almost sad to see him clothed again. Pressing a kiss to his still-pulsing neck you replied, “I will- honestly jus’ never been fucked like that.”
“No? Never?”
You shook your head, “Nope. Either drunk hookups or plain missionary where I didn’t cum.”
Bucky’s eyes lit up possessively, him sealing his lips over yours with a soft lick. He pulled back and gushed, “No way- so I’m the first who made you cum?” You rolled your eyes and palmed his softening cock.
“Hard not to with this thing,” you said with a wink, “But yes, Barnes, you are the one and only.”
Bucky kissed you again, smiling helplessly. You wrapped tired arms around his waist and returned the favor. Both of you pulled back and hollered when the shower curtain jerked open with a SCHINK.
A smug Sam and blushing Steve stood on the other side, Nat peered from around the corner from the deck with a knowing look. Sam boasted, “Told you! They been in there way too long!”
Natasha added, “Seriously Steve you’re too pure for your own good!”
Bucky glared at Sam, shoving the fellow junior in the chest. His other arm was still clung tight around your frame. You deadpanned, “Did y’all really have a bet going on?” Steve sputtered, “Yes- look- dammit!”
Clint’s voice came in next, “Did Steve figure out Barnes was plowing our goody-two-shoes?”
Bucky made a face and an annoyed scoff. You started laughing deliriously, frankly high off the rush of the orgasm. Rogers shook his head and returned to the porch along with a cackling Sam. Bucky palmed the back of his head, sheepishly giving you a look. You playfully tugged on his wet hair.
“You’re still gonna carry me right babe?”
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kurozawa46 · 8 months
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More Stucky NSFW arts for FlameCon 2023!! (Table PR.01)
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hainethehero · 2 months
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Stucky & CrossShield headcanon-
Bucky & Rumlow fighting over who gets to claim Steve, when all he wants is both of them railing him until he cries.
Bucky: 😒leave him alone, he's 2 precious for this world
Brock: 😏 nah, he wants me, bad
Steve: 😫 can u two just stop fighting & plz fuck me?
Bonus: Steve's been with them both
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eepylesbean · 5 months
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ALL MY STUCKY BITCHES
IF U HAVE HULU OR SHOWTIME WATCH THE NEW SHOW "FELLOW TRAVELERS" RIGHT NEOWWW!!!
ITS THEM IN A DIFFERENT FONT I SWEAR TO YOU!!!
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broodybuck · 7 months
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Title: Rolling in the Deep
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes
Rating: E
Tags: 18+ explicit smut, summer camp AU, no powers AU, pre-serum Steve, top Bucky, bottom Steve, public sex
[ao3 link]
Bucky Barnes is the talk of the camp this summer. He's so pretty, both the girls and boys like him. Steve understands. When he first saw those bright blue eyes, dark wavy hair, and rosy pink lips, his knees practically caved in.
The thing is, Bucky's already a man. Not a boy like Steve. Even well into his teenage years, Steve can't make a muscle form in his scrawny limbs. He's small, has poor lungs — bad health in general.
But Bucky, he's already filling out. He's a few inches taller than Steve, has stubble that covers his entire jawline, and a body that's like a sculpted work of art.
Steve salivates every time he gets a glimpse of the man's smooth skin down by the lake. It's the reason Steve's spending so much time by the water. He actually hates swimming, is shit at it, he only moseys around the lake each morning to catch a peek at Bucky.
Cause yeah, Steve kind of learned the guy's schedule and Bucky goes for a swim every morning. And see, it's okay because Steve knows nothing is ever going to happen. He's well aware Bucky's so far out of his league it's ridiculous. Which is why there's no harm in watching these morning swims. Steve's just indulging in his little fantasies. It's innocent... at least until he gets back to his bunk.
So to say Steve is surprised the day Bucky notices him is an understatement. He should have saw it coming since they're usually the only two out by the lake this early in the morning.
Bucky emerges from the water and Steve shamelessly watches every drop of water run off his gorgeous body. Except this time, Bucky's headed straight for him. Steve's lying on a lounge chair a few feet back from the water.
"Hey man," Bucky greets him.
"Oh, hey," Steve sits up frantically, feeling like he's been caught.
"What're you doing?" Bucky asks.
"Oh uh, just sunbathing," Steve lies.
Bucky cocks an eyebrow at him.
"With a shirt on?" Bucky points.
Steve looks down at his attire.
"Well, I burn pretty easily."
"Hm," Bucky says like he's deciding if he wants to believe him or not. "That why you're always out here so early?"
And shit, he has been caught. But he noticed him... every time, Steve thinks. He's immediately flattered and terrified.
"Yeah, sorry. I didn't mean to intrude on your time," Steve stammers.
He jumps up from the chair about to sprint back to his room when Bucky stops him with a hand on his shoulder.
"I wasn't saying you had to leave."
Steve turns back and shakes his head.
"I'm sure it's weird that I'm always out here when you're trying to get a swim in."
"Actually, I've been wondering when you were gonna join me," Bucky says.
Steve blinks and tries to make sure he's not dreaming. But no, the more he stares the longer he sees Bucky smiling at him. The longer he feels Bucky's hand on his shoulder cause shit, he's still touching him.
Steve glances down at Bucky's hand and can only gulp loudly when Bucky moves closer. His hand trails down to Steve's elbow so softly it tickles.
"So, you gonna join me?"
"I um, can't really swim," Steve says.
"I can show you," Bucky croons and it sounds so delicious, Steve's knees go weak again.
The next thing Steve knows, he's in the middle of the lake with Bucky Barnes, the hottest guy at summer camp.
Steve has ridden his shirt — after Bucky insisted. Now every time Bucky tries to show him a proper technique and Steve wobbles sideways, Bucky catches him. His fingers press into Steve's bare skin and it makes him shiver a thousand different ways.
And Bucky keeps getting so close and touching him even when Steve's not falling over. And dear god, Steve can't take it. He's getting hard.
It's not long before Bucky notices, his thigh — of all things — grazes his boner and when Bucky feels it, a sinful grin wraps across his face.
"Sorry, I..." Steve apologizes immediately but can't think of an excuse that's not the truth.
"Don't be sorry," Bucky says and brushes the back of his hand down Steve's face. "I told you, I've been waiting for you to join me."
Steve stares a little shell-shocked because since when is Bucky interested in him? Bucky only smiles at Steve's shocked expression and gets closer. Both hands hold Steve up under his ribs, he slides a thigh in between Steve's legs and Steve has to resist the urge to whimper.
"It's Steven, right?"
Steve blinks, he knows his name?
"Steve is uh, fine."
"Steve," Bucky corrects with a smile, "Have you ever done stuff with a guy?"
"Yeah," Steve's voice cracks.
Part of him wants to tell Bucky he's never done it with a guy as hot as him. He's only had one boyfriend before who was a skinny nerd just like him.
"So you know what you're doing," Bucky purrs.
"Sort of."
"I can show you," Bucky says again, his grin growing wider, and then he cups Steve's ass with both hands.
Steve yelps, embarrassingly, he wasn't expecting it. And his arms wrap around Bucky's neck on impulse. Bucky holds him close.
"I wanna show you, Stevie," Bucky breathes into his neck before kissing him there. "I've been watching you every morning too."
"Really?"
"Yeah, baby," Bucky kisses down his skin. "I shouldn't even tell you the things I've been thinking about doing to you."
"You can tell me," Steve says weakly.
Bucky picks his head up to smile at that and then kisses him hard on the mouth. Steve sinks into the kiss, squeezing his legs around him, as his boner presses into Bucky's stomach.
Bucky's fingers slip under the waistband of Steve's bathing suit and pull it down. Steve unwraps his legs and lets his suit fall to the bottom of the lake. Bucky pulls him to his chest. Steve hooks his legs around him again. He gasps when Bucky skims a finger down his crack, teasing his hole.
"Sorry, I—" Steve starts.
"Sound so sweet," Bucky finishes and it catches Steve so off guard, he's not prepared when Bucky nudges a fingertip inside.
"Uhmmnn."
Bucky hushses him, "Gonna make you feel so good." He edges the finger in a little more before he adds, "I've done this a few times."
Steve can't help but laugh a little. He imagines Bucky has sex all the time with anyone he wants and yeah, Steve's totally okay with being one of them. He can't believe he gets to have Bucky's fingers working him open. In the middle of a lake nonetheless. This shouldn't be so hot.
Steve is steadily whimpering by the time Bucky has three fingers inside him. He can feel Bucky shifting to shove his shorts down. And Steve shivers with anticipation. He's about to have Bucky Barnes's cock inside him.
Bucky presses the head against him and Steve's so fucking ready for it, he nearly begs but then Bucky kisses him again. And it distracts Steve so well, he moans into Bucky's mouth.
"Fuck," Bucky huffs, "Need this, baby. Tell me you're ready."
"Yes, fuck yes."
Bucky pushes the tip in and Steve already groans. Bucky's big, oh god he's really big, Steve thinks as the man starts pushing in one inch at a time.
"It's okay," Bucky says when he's halfway inside, "It'll fit, baby."
"Fuck," Steve slurs as Bucky bottoms out.
Steve feels so full, his eyes roll back for a moment. Bucky waits a moment, holding Steve steady on his cock. He locks eyes with him.
"You okay, Stevie?"
Steve nods and then tries to move, but he barely manages a wiggle out of his hips with how thick Bucky feels. Bucky chuckles.
"Don't worry, baby. Let me do it. I'm gonna fuck you so good," Bucky says.
And he does. He lifts Steve's hips to guide his ass up and down the length of his cock before he starts pumping into him as well.
It's not long before Steve's reduced to pure moans. And he's never been great at lasting so he gets dangerously close within minutes.
"Wait, fuck. I'm so close, shit," Steve babbles.
Bucky kisses him without stopping. Instead, he ramps up the speed and fucks him even harder. He shoves Steve's ass down to meet every powerful thrust. Steve has to break the next kiss to moan again.
He clings on, burying his face in the crook of Bucky's neck as he feels the last bit of self-control slipping away. He comes, crying into Bucky's neck.
Bucky hasn't slowed down. He grunts now, his grip nearly slipping as his movements falter.
"Fuck, fuck," Bucky groans and it's so hot to hear Bucky like this — to hear him losing it when he's inside Steve.
"Fuck," Bucky moans. He thrusts as deep as he can, holds Steve's hips down to the base, and fills him with come.
Their labored breathing becomes the only sound filling the air. Steve picks his head up and looks at Bucky. He smiles tiredly.
"Best fucking summer ever," Steve says.
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duchessonfire · 1 year
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The Things We Do For Love - Stucky, Explicit, Mobster!Bucky & Oblivious!Househusband!Steve
Gift for @buckyismybicycle for the @starspangledsecretsanta For the @cabottombingo square C3 'Sex toy' and the @steverogersbingo square B4 'Crime/Mafia.'
Summary: It’s Christmas and Steve is struggling with the holiday season in the rich neighborhood where he's moved in with his husband and their adopted teenagers, Wanda and Pietro.
Steve is a stay-at-home dad who gets easily overwhelmed by the expectations of their uptight neighbors. His husband, Bucky, is in import-export and is rarely home. But when he is, their life is heaven.
AKA the one where Steve is married to a mobster and everyone knows this except for Steve.
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hanitrash · 1 year
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Cap Bottom Bingo Masterpost!
Here are all the fics I posted for the @cabottombingo!
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I can't believe how many I actually got done! I'd hoped to make a few more full lines, but I was sick in December and January and didn't get as much writing done as I'd hoped.
A3 - "til the end of the line" Soldat i Volkodav (The Fist and The Fang) (steve/bucky, 5k)
Summary:
While on a mission in Canada, the Asset suddenly finds himself free. He follows his partner, the giant wolfhound, because he doesn’t know what else to do. The two end up in the United States, and as his memories begin to return, his need for vengeance grows. Together, they take out hidden HYDRA bases and safehouses across North America. What they find in one base, however, will change everything Bucky ever thought he knew about his time in captivity.
A4 - "Starvation" Some Like It Hot (steve whump, 3k)
Summary:
Steve has been captured by HYDRA. The STRIKE team is having a fun time trying to break him.
Notes:
this is just trash, plain and simple. HTP, hurt no comfort, Steve whump.
A5 - "teleportation" Drastic Measures (steve/thor, 4k)
Summary:
Steve is a barren Omega in a world where his only purpose in life is to create more. In a last-ditch effort to heal himself where science has failed him, he summons the God of Fertility. What he gets, though, is much more than he ever could have hoped for.
B2 - "AU: Bakery" Dashing Through the Snow (steve/bucky, 7k)
Summary:
Steve hates Bucky. Bucky hates him, too, so that’s fine. But when they’re forced to work together and co-teach a class, that anger begins to fade as they slowly learn more about each other. A work trip gone wrong, though, forces them to become much closer than either one ever expected…(aka, the coffee shop college au enemies to lovers snowed in one bed a/b/o that Marv asked for…)
B3 - adopted prompt "truth serum" Careful What You Say (steve/bucky, moodboard + 700 words)
Summary:
Steve is captured and given a truth serum…but his captors get more than they bargained for with the results.
B4 - "Beta Steve" Leg Day (steve/bucky, moodboard + 300 words)
Summary:
Bucky posts some pictures online, creating quite a fuss
B5 - "Much needed hug" Mine (steve/bucky, 5.9k, co-write with @neonbat666)
Summary:
Steve is captured by Hydra while on a mission. Naturally, that doesn't sit very well with Bucky, and he makes every person involved pay dearly for hurting his Steve. Once Steve is safe at home and on the road to recovery, Bucky takes measures to ensure anyone else will think twice about touching what belongs to Bucky.
notes: htp, branding
C3 - free space Smooth Talker (steve/bucky, 7.7k)
Summary:
When Steve decided to try waxing instead of shaving to avoid catching his body hair in the Cap suit, things don't go quite the way he expected. Between misunderstanding the listing on the website and thirsting over the man doing the procedure, he's not sure he'll survive the appointment.
C5 - picture prompt, person restrained My Heart Has Teeth (steve/bucky, 4.7k, with art by @mxaether)
Summary:
During a mission gone wrong, Bucky gets captured. Whoever has him proves particularly hard to track down, and while Steve does his best to ignore how much he’s spiraling, Bucky tries to keep a thread of hope—and his sanity—alive.
Notes: Vampire Bucky
D2 - "Back Alley Fight" I Love Watching You (With Other Men) (chapter one) (steve/bucky, 6.6k total)
Summary:
During the heat wave of 1936, Bucky discovers a secret that Steve has been keeping from him.
He also discovers a few things about himself in the process.
In the future, they find new ways to recreate the past.
D3 - "Saliva" You Make This All Go Away (chapter two)
Summary:
Six months after the helicarrier fight, strange security breaches at the Smithsonian have Steve, Natasha, and Sam running stakeouts, hoping to catch the person responsible—the person they believe to be one very elusive Bucky Barnes.
In what is probably his most bizarre undercover op ever, Steve finally makes contact with the man he thought he’d lost forever.
What he’s not prepared for is what happens after, when Bucky appears in Steve’s apartment in the middle of the night.
D4 - "Creature: Has Tentacles" Into this night I wander (It's morning that I dread) (steve/bucky, steve/johann schmidt, 784 words)
Summary:
Steve gets captured by HYDRA and learns more about Johann Schmidt than he ever wanted to know
notes: htp, oviposition, hurt no comfort
D5 - "skinnydipping" Resurfacing (steve/bucky, moodboard + 1.8k)
Summary:
While Steve is visiting Bucky in Wakanda, Bucky takes Steve to his favorite swimming spot for a heart to heart conversation.
E1 - adopted prompt: "Tied to a Table" I Love Watching You (With Other Men) (chapter three) (steve/bucky, 6.6k total)
Summary:
During the heat wave of 1936, Bucky discovers a secret that Steve has been keeping from him.
He also discovers a few things about himself in the process.
In the future, they find new ways to recreate the past.
E5 - "Sexting" Nineteen Hours (and thirteen hundred miles) (steve/bucky, explicit moodboard + 614 words)
Summary:
Bucky and Nat are on their way home from a mission that has taken far too long for Steve's liking. He sends Bucky some incentive to move a little faster ;)
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the-raven-song · 1 year
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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.
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bucknastysbabe · 1 year
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Oh Bucky you’re so fine <3
Rating: Explicit
Tags: Avenger!afab!reader, daddy kink, smooth talkin big lover boy era Bucky, banging in concerning places, confessions of feelings, pnv!sex, v!fingering, Big Dick Bucky Barnes, alcohol consumption, Thor’s Super Mead, the reader is IN THE TRENCHES down bad
A/N: Oh here we go again random Bucky smut aggressive as hell
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Bucky was too hot for his own good. The idiot didn’t even realize he was sex on legs, hiding his beautiful body away under long sleeves and jeans at all times. You could appreciate the skinny jeans at least, often ogling his thick thighs around the tower.
You were down bad. Clint and Natasha thought it was hilarious how you watched him like a lovesick puppy. The archer would elbow you, teasing, “Careful someone might trip over your tongue hanging out.” They weren’t wrong.
Bucky was so oblivious though. He would play back with your flirting, shooting a million dollar smile and batting your shoulder but that was the extent. He had this five foot thick concrete wall around anything past flirty banter. You needed more, honest to god needed it. Your clit was raw from the amount of times you’d rubbed yourself to completion over the super soldier.
Currently your eyes were fixated on his thighs spread around a barstool. Barnes had been convinced by you to come out for once. Minus a couple of familiar faces, most of the Avengers were in this packed club. Thor was making Bucky take the rest of his Asgardian alcohol. Your lips quirked up— the shit had gotten Steve drunk as a skunk one time. He had the original serum too.
Maybe a little liquid courage would break down the brunettes barrier. You gulped down the rest of your own lemondrop and straightened your skirt. It was leather and way too short, but a girl has to get dick somewhere. Even though the puny men didn’t add up to Bucky in your mind. You knew he could put it down, there was no way the man didn’t have a huge dick. Two enhanced individuals in bed, the thought made your pussy throb.
Bucky’s delicate nose scrunched up as he chugged down the rest of the mead. Thor laughed maniacally, slapping the former assassin’s broad back. Bucky coughed, “Jesus Christ! The hell you make that with?”
Thor smiled enigmatically, “Tis’ a secret, soldier of winter!”
Clint’s annoying whine disrupted your watching.
“C’monnnn you can’t watch him all night! Take a shot and get after Barnes, sheesh!”
Bucky’s blue eyes flickered over to you and the bowman, a quizzical look on his flushed face. You turned to Clint, narrowing your eyes and hissing, “Shut the fuck up!” Barnes’ eyes made a scan over your body before he turned back to the blonde god. Clint guffawed and led you over to the opposite side of the bar, ordering vodka.
You whispered, “Does my hair look okay? I don’t look like too slutty right?”
Clint eyed you amusedly, deadpanning, “If you two don’t stop eye-fucking and do something about it I will. You look fine.”
You rolled your eyes, catching the shot slid over by Clint and downing it. You breathed out harshly at the burn, working yourself up to approach Bucky. Nodding at Clint, you walked over to him. As a former agent of SHIELD, you could do the deed. But the nerves were still there.
Bucky smiled down at you, cheeks pleasantly warm and his eyes slightly glossed. He must be tipsy. The brunette rumbled, “Whatcha’ been doing? Besides getting dragged around by asshole?” You blurted out, “Watching you.”
Oh Christ on a stick. Why did you do that?
Bucky’s wide smile fell a bit, his pupils darkening at your wide eyes. He raised a thick brow and intoned, “Is that right?” You stammered and blushed, looking down in embarrassment. “I-I oh god, y-yeah I’ve been staring you down.” A gloved hand tilted your chin up, Bucky gazing intensely. You fought to hide a whimper at the gentle touch.
He purred, “Been watching ya’ too, just begging to be looked at with those legs and that ass.” His other palm came down on your ass with a rough squeeze, pulling you into his broad chest. Bucky continued, “Been thinkin’ about sliding this skimpy shit up and seeing what little scrap you had on underneath.” His warm breath fanned over your gaping lips.
You were utterly struck, two seconds from getting down and worshipping Bucky’s cock under the bar. Whining softly you pressed your tits against him and pled, “Please! Want you to, got all dressed up for you Buck.” He smirked in that lopsided way of his and pressed full lips to yours. Faintly from afar it sounded as if Sam and Clint were cheering.
“Ya’ need it that bad huh? I oughta wine and dine my favorite baby avenger first,” he pecked your wet lips again, “But I don’t think I can wait, sweetheart.”
Your knees went weak at his pet name, the super soldier holding you upright with his grip on your cheek. Bucky chuckled softly, sharing more kisses with you. You lapped at his tongue, whimpering like the neediest slut. Smaller hands clenched into the leather of Bucky’s jacket, holding on for dear life. You couldn’t believe this was real life.
Was is that easy all along?
You blanched at realizing you spoke your thoughts aloud.
“Baby, I’ve been wanting you since your cute self walked into the compound,” Bucky admitted with a shy glance.
You suckled on his bottom lip and pulled back, frantically begging, “Bucky- shit! I need you to fuck me right now or I’m going to die!” He laughed again, eyes growing even darker with lust. He leaned down to nip your earlobe, purring in that old Brooklyn accent, “C’mon then sugar.” On shaky legs you gripped his hand and half-ran to the women’s bathroom. As horny as you were, the men’s was out of the equation.
Bucky slammed and locked the door behind you two. When he turned to you, you felt like a little bunny about to get eaten alive. No wonder people thought he was so scary. That glare was something else, thick brows furrowing, eyes penetrating your soul.
The former assassin grabbed you under the ass, slamming you on the counter, hungry lips sucking down your neck. Bucky hummed between marks, “Fuck you’re so hot, perfect angel.” You hiked up your skirt frantically, spreading your thighs to wrap around Buck. “No you,” you gushed. He moaned against your skin, peeling off his gloves in the process.
You ripped off your tight top, tits falling out under the fluorescent light. Bucky inhaled sharply, flesh fingers crawling under your thong. He snapped it against your hip, earning a pretty cry. The brunette rumbled, “You plan on wearing nothing hm baby?” You nodded and sloppily took Bucky’s mouth again, tongues intertwining. His cooler metallic hand pinched and twisted at one of your nipples, you whining and squirming in place.
With a tear, Bucky ripped off your slinky thong, stuffing the wet underwear in his pocket. Fucking menace. You complained, “Touch me p-please, m’so wet for you.” He smirked again, palming your sensitive breasts teasingly. Bucky murmured, “Yeah? I can smell it pretty girl, all soaked for me. Fuck!”
Your back arched painfully when fingers swiped through your copious slick. He drove two thick digits into your pussy, eliciting a loud squelch. He curled up into your g-spot, biting on his lip, eyes glossed over. You shook and chanted his name, fucking onto Buck’s perfect fingers. He groaned, “Yeah, that’s it, needy baby.”
“Fuck me, fuck me, c’mon Buck, please!”
Your frantic hands unbuckled him, almost crying from sheer need. Bucky shushed your carrying on, kisses driving you silly. You took his cock out and begged again, “Shit- Bucky, wan’ you to fuck me from behind, treat me rough da- Buck.” His blues almost rolled back from your near slip. You shoved your face into his thick neck to escape the embarrassment, leaking all over him.
Bucky growled, “Yeah? Need me to fuck you? Take you like a slut, Daddy’s girl want that?”
You cried out like a woman possessed, “Please! Please please please!” It was the only word you could utter at the moment. Bucky flipped you over, shoving you face down on the shitty countertop. The bulb above you blinked but shone on, bathing you two in a strange bluish light.
You gazed at yourself in the mirror, breath hitching at your debauched state. Smudged eyeliner, ruined lips, hair sticking up, and the dark bruises littering your neck. Bucky murmured nonsense into your cheek, rutting his thick cock against your slickened pussy. He was disheveled himself, muttering, “Fuck babydoll, gonna make me blow too fast.”
“C’mon daddy,” you whined.
Bucky’s gasped when he shoved his length into your cunt, both hands flying to your hips. You gripped onto the counter, eyes rolling up, moaning about ‘daddy’. He thrust into you in forceful movements, hips clapping into your ass. Someone knocked on the door, Bucky hollering, “Fuck off!”
You whimpered and shook under his assault, big cock splitting you wide open. Bucky panted, “S’good, babygirl is squeezin’ daddy s’good.” His big hands engulfed your waist, snapping your smaller frame onto his cock. You wailed, “Love your cock daddy, needed you s’bad!” He grinned and nuzzled into your sweaty nape, cock still pounding against your sweet spot and cervix.
“Yeah? You think my old crazy ass is hot?”
You babbled deliriously, breath hitching, “Uh! Huh! You’re so- god! Fucking hot! Not- ohmygodbuck! crazy.” Bucky kissed your shoulder, grunting, “But I’m still old.” You shook your head and continued, “Fuck daddy! Like you being older, s’good!” Your legs were shaking from his rough thrusts, pussy abnormally soaked.
Your eyes met his own in the mirror, you whining pathetic and desperate for the older man. Bucky wrapped a big hand around your neck and pulled you flush to his firm body. Still snapping his hips in debilitating jerks he rasped, “Such a dirty girl.” You agreed with him, succumbing to the mind boggling pleasure.
“You gonna cum on my cock babydoll?,” he cooed.
“Yes! Yes! Oh god yes!”
You cried and slammed your hands down on the counter, gushing on Bucky’s cock. He slurred out low curses, lashes fluttering. Meanwhile you spasmed and twitched around him, vision going dark for a second. You sobbed out Bucky and Daddy interchangeably, tears sliding down your cheeks. His cock was coaxing another out of you quickly.
Bucky begged, “One more, one more, c’mon sweetheart.”
His warmed metal fingers pinched and played with your clit, sending you up into another climax. You cried and seized up harder this time, hoarse guttural groans wracking your frame. Bucky’s hips jolted deep into your pussy, tip firmly nudging the bump. Your name left his swollen lips in a adorable whimper, nose scrunching up and mouth hanging wide open.
He gritted, “Can I come inside?”
You begged him to, feeling like you’d die if he didn’t.
Bucky’s baby blues rolled up.
You sucked in harsh breaths at Bucky’s hot cum painting your insides. He grunted and moaned softly through his climax, praising you so very sweet. He slipped out and turned your head to capture your bitten lips again. Both of you sensually kissed in slow, heady movements. He murmured, “S’pretty sweetheart. Think you wanna come snuggle with me after a shower or somethin’?”
You nodded dumbly, hand bracing itself on one of Bucky’s killer thighs. Lapping into his mouth another time you cradled a stubbled cheek. Satiation seeped out of your pores, picking up on Bucky’s saccharine emotions. “Yeah. I’d like that a lot. Can we get a shower first?”
He chuckled, “Careful whatcha’ wish for, babygirl.”
Oh you were downright ruined you were so down bad now. But now you could say Buck might feel the same, practically purring and rubbing against your sore body like a big cat. He murmured, “Pretty baby, good baby, what am I gonna do with you?”
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kurozawa46 · 8 months
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New Stucky NSFW arts for FlameCon 2023!! (Table PR.01)
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hainethehero · 1 month
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This is your daily reminder that the whole Tower KNOWS when Steve's getting his cheeks clapped.
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buckyismybicycle · 1 year
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Going off of the last anon, I love ALL your bucky fics, even though I mostly read bottom Bucky. Just out of curosity, do you see yourself writing bottom Bucky? Thank you for sharing your talents with us :)
Hi!! Thank you for taking the time to send this, I appreciate it! It means a lot to me that you read my work even if it’s not your preference, it feels like an honour!
Truthfully, I write top Bucky because I feel like I see a crazy disproportionate amount of bottom Bucky fics, particularly in Stucky. Then, someone said to me: “be the change you want to see” and I haven’t looked back since lol.
There’s something very top/BDE from my favourite murder strut assassin that I feel like I need more of. It just kind of feels natural for me to write him this way because I’m a feral gremlin.
I’m not saying I won’t ever write bottom Bucky, I truly am too chaotic to stick to plans anyway. I have technically written a sub!Bucky x dom!Reader so it’s not entirely out of my wheelhouse.
Who knows! I write whenever inspiration strikes me and one day it might just be that 💙
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broodybuck · 4 months
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Title: Slow Burns Are Overrated
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes
Rating: E
Tags: 18+ explicit smut, social media AU, no powers AU, pre-serum Steve, booktuber Bucky, internet famous, top Bucky, bottom Steve, couch sex
[ao3 link]
Steve's not the biggest reader, he can admit this. But he is obsessed with watching one, very specific booktuber online. And alright, fine, Steve will admit it's only because the guy is hot.
Bucky Barnes can talk anyone's ear off about every novel Steve has never touched, but Steve will watch every single minute that Bucky uploads. As long as his beautiful face is on the screen.
Bucky doesn't talk about much else other than books and his cat Alpine who makes an occasional appearance in his videos. And so, Steve truthfully had no idea where the guy lives. He could've guessed New York simply from the slight accent in his voice but the city is huge and maybe he's from New York but has moved away. There are a thousand excuses Steve could tell himself when he happens to walk into the man himself in the small Brooklyn bookstore down the street from his apartment.
And yes, Steve doesn't read. He actually has never stepped foot in the place before today but he was walking past it and instantly thought of that cute face he watches online and just thought, why not? So he walked in for the first time ever and right into Bucky Barnes. Just as he was rounding the corner from the romance section because of course that would be the section he was browsing.
Steve's stunned the moment he recognizes the brown, wavy hair in front of him. The cute, dimpled face he's replayed for hours on end.
"Sorry, didn't see you there," Bucky says but the words only ring in Steve's ears because the voice matches, the face fits. It's Bucky freaking Barnes standing in front of him! He can't get over it.
"Are you okay?"
Steve quickly blinks out of his trance.
"What— um, yes. Sorry, I'm sorry for bumping into you."
"It was my bad, I wasn't looking," Bucky defends with a smile.
Dammit, that smile looks gorgeous on him in real life. Steve's mouth falls open slightly, he's so staring again.
"Romance fan?"
"What?" Steve asks shaking himself free again.
Bucky motions to the book in his hand. Steve looks down to see the romance novel he picked up. It was the last book Bucky raved about on his channel. A gay romance about two boys from the city. Steve couldn't help himself, he got curious.
"Oh, um. Actually, I'm not much of a reader. Trying it out."
"Well, that one's really good," Bucky tells him. "One of my personal faves."
"Yeah, I kn—" Steve stops himself. He can't humiliate himself anymore by admitting how often he watches this man on his laptop. "I've heard it's good, I mean. Hopefully I like it."
"I hope you do, let me know."
"How... would I?" Steve stammers like an idiot.
"I'm gonna be reading in the back. I spend most Sundays here. If you drop by, maybe I'll see you again," Bucky says, he even sounds hopeful.
Steve can barely form words, he's too shocked. He bites his tongue and nods.
Bucky smiles and walks around him to head to the back of the store where comfortable chairs are sprinkled into the corners.
Steve knows exactly where he'll be next Sunday.
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Steve has never read a book so damn fast. He reads the entire novel in a week. Which for him is unbelievable. He knows Bucky can read a book in a few hours, he's documented this many times.
Still, Bucky doesn't have to know how long it took Steve. All that matters is that he can go back to the bookstore and tell Bucky all his thoughts.
The next Sunday, Steve finds him right where he said he'd be. In the back corner of the store, nestled into a deep red armchair with a novel in his hands.
He looks lovely, Steve takes a moment to stare until Bucky's eyes catch the slim figure lingering ahead of him and looks up.
Steve raises the book in his hand in a desperate attempt to prove why he is standing there.
"I read it," Steve says, stepping a little closer so he doesn't need to speak too loudly. He stops in front of the chair Bucky's sitting in. Bucky stares up at him with those bright blue eyes. Steve swears his legs could give out at any moment now.
"What'd you think?" Bucky asks.
"I loved it!" Steve exclaims and little too loudly. He winces and blushes. "Shit."
Bucky chuckles and stands so they're more eye to eye. Except they're not because Bucky is taller than him, so now those blue eyes are angeled down at him. Steve's not sure which is worse.
"I'm glad, what was your favorite part?"
Steve answers without really thinking, just genuinely blurts out what he liked best, "How much they wanted each other."
Bucky's eyebrows raise high and Steve's face goes hot.
"I mean, the build-up. You know? I guess I like a slow burn — I heard that's the word for it," Steve rambles on and leaves out that he learned all these terms from Bucky himself.
"Yeah, slow burn," Bucky smiles. "I like that too."
"Yeah," Steve nods and then suddenly, he's lost at what to say. He looks down and clutches the book tightly in his hands.
"If you liked that one, I could suggest a few more," Bucky offers. Steve's eyes jump back up.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah," Bucky says and starts leading them right back to the romance section. "How steamy do you like stuff?"
"Steamy?" Steve asks like an idiot. What else could steamy mean? But it's too late. Bucky turns around with a smirk on his face.
"You know, raunchy. The book you read is pretty tame. But if you want more spice, I know a really good one."
"Yeah, I could do with more spice," Steve lets slip and he can't believe he's just said it.
Bucky looks pleased though. He spins back around and scans the shelves for a mere second before finding the book he wants. He hands it over and Steve recognizes the cover immediately. It has orange flames and a rose on the front. He remembers Bucky reviewing it in one of his recent videos and rating the book a level 5 for spice. That's the highest level. Steve's face burns just thinking about it.
"G-great," Steve says nervously. "I'll let you know what I think when I'm done."
"I definitely want all the details," Bucky croons.
Steve's eyes go wide at the impish tone in his voice. The idea that he wants to talk about all the sex in the book. And god, Steve wants to go over every last naughty word with him and he hasn't even read it yet.
He rushes home to do just that.
~~~
Steve beats his previous record and finishes the second book in four days. Bucky would be proud, he thinks. And then he remembers every sex scene in the book — which was twelve, he counted — and gets hot all over just thinking about them. They were so graphic and all Steve thought about while reading them was Bucky.
He still has a few days before Sunday. So, in the meantime, Steve opens his laptop and sees a new video uploaded from Bucky. He clicks on it and begins watching right away.
Bucky starts out with his classic introduction and then gets into the books he's read this week. He holds up a book Steve recognizes and it takes a second for Steve to recall it's the book Bucky was reading in the store last week.
Bucky begins reviewing the novel with a soft smile. It's such a coy, sweet smile that Steve smiles too. He can't believe he's met this man in real life, he can't believe — Bucky's talking about him?!
Steve replays the clip.
"I guess that's what happens when you meet a cute guy in the bookstore. Leaves an impression on you, so I'm bumping this book up to a 3.5 rating."
Steve blinks and plays it again. His ears must be deceiving him but no. Bucky's talking about how he has fond memories of the book because of who he met while he was reading it last week. And Steve knows it was him. Saw the very book in Bucky's hands. Was at the same bookstore with him.
Steve sucks in a breath. Does this mean he actually has a chance?
~~~
Bucky's in the very same chair when Sunday arrives. This time, when Steve steps into the back corner of the bookstore, Bucky notices him immediately. Almost like he was waiting for him. He stands and smiles happily.
"Hey."
"Hey B—" and that's when Steve realizes they never exchanged names. And when Steve realizes how creepy it is that he knows exactly who Bucky is and hasn't told him yet. "I'm sorry."
Bucky looks at him funny.
"I uh, know who you are. I watch your videos," Steve confesses.
"Oh," Bucky responds simply. Steve can't tell if he's mad or not.
"I should've told you. I just couldn't believe I happened to run into you."
"So, you're actually a reader?" Bucky asks.
"Oh no, that wasn't a lie," Steve laughs. "The day I met you was the first time I ever stepped foot in here. You uh, inspired me... kinda."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I'm sure you get that all the time," Steve assumes.
"Not really."
"You don't?"
"Most of my viewers are already long-time readers and most people who come up to me don't even want to talk about books, they just tell me I'm hot," Bucky explains.
"I can't exactly argue there," Steve says quietly.
Bucky smiles, surprised, "I wouldn't mind it so much from you."
Steve rubs his neck awkwardly.
"I uh, watched your last video. I thought you might've been talking about me."
"I was," Bucky confirms and it feels surreal to hear.
"You're... interested?" Steve whispers.
Bucky looks confused, then frowns.
"Wasn't it obvious?"
"I mean, I kinda got the feeling but you're like way out of my league."
Bucky shakes his head, "Man, I've been waiting all week to ask you your name and now I'm out of your league?"
"No, you're outta mine! You could have anyone," Steve readily corrects and hears how ridiculous he sounds. "And it's Steve."
"It's nice to meet you, Steve," Bucky smiles, ignoring everything else.
Steve smiles much too wide and looks away.
"Um, so I read the book you recommended," Steve lifts it up in his hand. "It definitely had spice."
"Wanna talk about it over coffee?" Bucky offers.
Steve stares at him. Perhaps it's the romance books talking or maybe the unexpected confidence that emerges from Bucky Barnes telling scrawny Steve Rogers he's in his league.
"I got coffee at my apartment."
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He's making out with Bucky Barnes. Holy shit, he's making out with Bucky Barnes on his couch, Steve thinks as he straddles the man and sticks his tongue in his mouth.
He never thought it would get this far. Then again, he knew what he was offering when he suggested his apartment and Bucky didn't really hesitate... so there's that.
Bucky grabs him by his waist and shoves him down against his crotch. Steve has to pull away to moan at the gloriously hard friction between them.
"You know, I don't usually do this," Steve decides to say then.
"Right," Bucky breathes, "you like slow burns."
Steve grins and kisses him for that. Their kiss turns desperate again and soon they're pushing off each other's clothes.
"This slow enough for you?" Bucky teases as he's pushing the head of his cock in. He'd been opening Steve up for the past twenty minutes so Steve's well and ready for nothing slow.
"Slow burns are overrated," Steve growls.
Bucky laughs darkly.
"Fuck slow burns," Bucky agrees and then pushes in further.
He's still going much too slow for Steve but the burn is delicious so he decides he can pick his battles. He waits until Bucky bottoms out and they both make a satisfied noise at the feeling.
When Bucky starts fucking him in earnest, Steve's suddenly reminded of his surreal reality. His internet crush with 800k subscribers is fucking him in his apartment on a Sunday afternoon.
"Jesus, fuck," Steve hisses.
He's definitely not going slow anymore, thank god. Bucky's fingers are digging holes in his skin, holding his hips back as he keeps fucking him harder and faster.
"Fucking christ, Stevie," Bucky says, the nickname rolling off his tongue so easily. "You're so tight."
"Split me open," Steve grits and right when he says it, he realizes that was a line from the book they both read.
Bucky groans like he likes it and swears again.
"I'm close," Bucky rasps.
Before Steve can urge him on, all of Bucky's weight pushes him down into the couch and Bucky lies on top of him pumping his release into him until he finally slows and breathes heavily by Steve's ear.
"Did you?" Bucky asks.
Steve shakes his head and Bucky lifts up instantly. He turns Steve over, grabs his cock and starts stroking him. Pressing breathy kisses along his jaw until Steve comes.
"Fuck," Steve breathes turning to look at Bucky.
"That was amazing," Bucky smiles. He kisses him on the lips, hard and long enough that Steve feels like he can go again. Bucky pulls away still breathing heavy.
"Better than all those romance books?" Steve teases.
Bucky playfully glares at him.
"Way better than fiction, sweetheart. You're a goddamn dream."
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motivation (AO3)
Gymbros Stucky AU, fluffy meet cute, Chubby!Bucky and Trainer!Steve, art by @buckybearsdoodles.
Trigger warnings for anything related to body image, food, and exercise. But . . . hear me out.  This is Bucky becoming comfortable with his body and learning how to love himself. After all, even with Steve to “protect” him, he is his own shield.
"Come on. I don't want to do it alone. It's a boot camp for beginners, just two days a week. They specialize in modifying the exercises for people with disabilities. It will be easy. I promise. Plus, this place is a few blocks from the microbrewery, and the group goes out for drinks on Thirsty Thursdays after the workout."
Clint was grinning now, knowing how tempting having a few beers after a god-awful workout sounded. Also, it appeared he'd done his research, finding a place that might actually not be that bad. How could Bucky say no to that stupid dope's hopeful face?
"Fine. But if it sucks, I'm blaming you and permanently losing the remote."
Barton snorted and sunk back into the couch, turning up the volume yet again and smirking in his smart-ass way.
"That'll teach me."
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fuddlewuddle · 2 years
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A winterbaron birthday gift for the lovely @zsparz 💜
https://archiveofourown.org/works/39305229
Summary:
Zemo hasn't been touched in a long time.
Bucky clocks on to how long a time it's actually been, and how sensitive Zemo is to even the barest of touches.
And then he makes it his mission to drive Zemo out of his mind with lust and humiliation.
Of course, Zemo can't be mad, because he's in to it.
I hope you enjoy it 😘💕
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neonbat666 · 1 year
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Title: Hell of a paycheck Rating: Explicit Major tags/triggers: No ao3 apply, Sugar Daddy Steve, Bottom Steve, light humiliation play, scent kink, bootblacking Summary:Look, Steve didn't plan on seeming like some rich creep when he hired a repairman off Tony's recommendation. It just kind of happened. How was he supposed to resist a tanned, muscular guy in paint-streaked coveralls and a kickass prosthetic arm Steve designed himself? He was only human. wc:9480  @cabottombingo, @mcukinkbingo, @stuckybingo
https://archiveofourown.org/works/43153540/chapters/108454702
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